#i am goin through it rn

[twasnt-tryin-to]

"Would you set yourself on fire to warm me?"

"No. but you would set me on fire, and I would let you."

[moraent-keys]

The show that pulled me out of a very dark place in my life and became one of my biggest special interests has just changed its studio and style suddenly with basically no warning

Of course I’m (more than a little) upset 😭

[stretchedoutonthegrass]

The weather was nice and I felt pretty yesterday ☺️✨💜

[the-punforgiven]

How do you even create like genuinely

[screamingfrenchfries]

my reoccurring need to infodump about various horror series that i keep binge-watching is extremely and immensely inconvenient considering the only people in my general vicinity is my two very christian parents that explicitly ordered me, even at the age of eighteen years old, to never, ever, watch horror movies....

[arcadequeerz]

Five laps at freddy's looks s o fun.

[outlawwolfe]

I start my big boy dream job on Monday and I am already an anxious fucking wreck

[mindmxtters]

tumblr: hey there, welcome to our community survey, got any suggestions for how we can make the site better me, staring directly into the eyes of my personal fbi agent in my webcam:

bring back p*** you cowards

[p0th]

[slightly-ace]

In a mood right now, so I figured it’s about time I shared some of my writing on here lmao. Excerpts and summary under the cut. 

Cal Kestis was a mystery to you, even after knowing him for five years on Bracca. The pieces start to fall into place when you're woken up to an emergency broadcast, demanding anyone with information on jedi fugitive Cal Kestis to come forward with it.

OR

An exploration of the dynamics between a character who only knew Cal on Bracca, and the consequences that come after he leaves.

~~~~~

“Nice job,” you chuckled, playfully bumping your shoulder against his. He responded by draping an arm around your shoulder, squeezing slightly before letting go. 

“I can’t take all the credit,” he responded, turning his gaze to you. “I wouldn’t have been able to do it without my amazing mentor.” 

You rolled your eyes, scoffing. “You’re a dork, you know.” 

He only chuckled, bumping you with his elbow before switching off the skeleton. 

“You’re the one who decided to keep me around.” 

You chuckled again, shaking your head as a response because he technically had a point. You pretty much had to force your friendship onto him when he first showed up. He was smaller then, both physically and metaphorically. He was quieter and kept to himself to the point no one even knew his name. That isn’t to say that he’s not secretive now, he’s just a little more open, especially when it came to you. 

“Don’t act like you don’t appreciate me, Kestis.” You rolled your eyes, taking a quick glance at the sky. It was lighter, and you knew that you would have to show up to the scrap heaps soon.

~~~~~

He stuttered, catching your gaze for the first time since he started rambling. Your eyes were wide, surprise and fear mixing in your irises. You were scared, plain and simple. You were afraid of letting Cal go, letting him leave, but you were also afraid of joining him. You were afraid that you would join him and things would be different. That you had both changed to the point where your previous relationship was now unattainable. You were afraid of letting go of the version of Cal that lived in your head. The one that woke you up at unreasonable hours in the morning to take a look at his droid or watch the sunrise or stand out in the rain, just taking everything in. The one that loved ponchos even though you made fun of him for it, the one that made jokes about you doing a bang-up job as a mentor and laughed when you called him a dork and grinned because you still adored him for it. 

You were afraid of losing the Cal Kestis that existed in the little moments on Bracca, and you hated yourself for it. 

[frick-it-sugar-spice]

Anyone got some motivation to spare? I gotta get through this nightmare clusterfuck of a room

Too much visually goin on I can't focus

[staticpine]

*googles sexuality quiz*

*googles gender quiz*

*googles gender quiz actually made by faggots*

*googles sexuality quiz for people whos gender its more complicated than 1 of three selections*

*googl

[vesselmade-a]

he’d  died  and  come  back. there  was  still  more  for  him  to  do  ,  more  fingers  to  consume  before  his  inevitable  (  and  final  )  death.  okkotsu  wasn’t  at  fault  for  this  and ,  if  he  was  honest  with  himself ,  he  held  back  in  the  fight. after  shibuya  he  deserved  it. if  anything  he  was  surprised  anyone  would  want  him  to  continue  living.  he  had  disrupted  countless  lives  and  taken  too  many. his  hands  remained  stained   with  blood , a  constant  reminder  of  the  destruction  he  had  caused.  he hated  that  his  body  had  been  used  to  cause  such  chaos.  even  now , he  felt  numb , detached  from  it  all. he  understood  his  role  and  resolved  to  follow  that  path  until  it  led  him  no  further.  he’d  fight  until  a  stronger  enemy  comes  along  and  puts  him  down  for  good.  

“ this is all my fault. ” / @chosouh

❛❛  it’s  not  your  fault.  don’t  shoulder  the  blame.  ❜❜   as  he  sits ,  slumped  forward ,  he  contemplated  the  situation and he  found  it  oddly  peculiar. since  choso  referred  to  himself  as  his  onii - chan , they  hadn’t  really  had  a  proper  conversation. did  he  believe  it ? at  that  moment , he  couldn’t  be  certain. almost  killed  by  someone , only  to  be  regarded  as  family  afterward . . . it  felt  perplexing  and  inexplicable. however nothing  truly  surprised  him. after  all , wasn’t  he  already  halfway  a  curse  himself ? in  a  sense , the  specifics  didn’t  matter  much , as  long  as  they  were  aligned  on  the  same  side. having  choso  as  an  ally  rather  than an adversary provided a certain degree of solace. itadori found some comfort in knowing he had another person supporting him.

❛❛   besides ,  i’m  fine.  still  alive  and  kicking.  ❜❜  barely.

[theribthatgrewback]

got 2 hours of sleep and now ive been lying awake in bed for 4 hours. might kill myself

[vanillabat99]

I am having a rough week. Been stuck in bed for a few days, lots of pain and fatigue, week-long migraine that is still haunting us, didn't sleep last night, and our glasses are broken ._. There's still a doctor appointment, therapy appointment, and now an optometrist appointment, and then I have my anniversary (one good thing!!) and it is all so much to deal with.

[starkeysbabygirl]

⋆˚࿔ down for you 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

𝜗𝜚 brothers bsf!rafe cameron x reader

𝜗𝜚 your brother questions the hickies on your neck and little does he know his best friend is the one who gave it to you👀

𝜗𝜚 cw: older!rafe (only by a few years), fingering, oral (female receiving), little bit of edging, praise, degrading names, fight between rafe and readers bro

𝜗𝜚 i’m cringing rn but hope ya’ll enjoy this😭

rafe cameron was knox’s best friend since high school. your older brother made sure you were off limits to any of his friends, they all knew they couldn’t even try any shit with you. you didn’t quite understand knox’s reason for it but it never bothered you…until rafe.

it wasn’t a surprise that you formed a little crush on rafe, but because he was off limits you had to bottle up your feelings. you still never failed to catch glimpses of him when he would come over and hang out with them when knox would let you. you couldn’t even deny, rafe was absolutely good looking, just your type. one thing both you and knox didn’t know was that rafe was harboring his own feelings for you too.

it only took so many years for the two of you to confess your feelings to one another and agree to keep it a secret from knox, rafe being the one to slip first. now things have started to get a bit serious a few months into the relationship.

you were sitting on the bed when you heard the front door close. you began to wonder if knox somehow got done with hockey practice early then the panic set in thinking of the worst case scenarios like knox catching rafe at the house after he already told knox he was busy and couldn’t come over. you knew knox would question it. you jump out of bed and slightly open the bedroom door. “knox?! is that you?”

no reply, just silence. the only thing you could hear were steps ascending the stairs. “i see you pretty girl.” rafe suddenly appears, peaking through the crack. “you goin’ to let me in? or am i gonna have to force my way in hmm?” he grins.

“maybe i want you to force your way in” you giggle, making rafe smirk. instead, you open the door and throw your arms around rafe and wrap your legs around his waist. “i was waiting for you, got worried that knox came home before you could get here. i missed you rafe.”

“i missed you too doll face. we got maybe an hour tops before your brother gets home. let me take care of you, yeah?” you nod and rafe walks towards the bed and lays you down. he hovers right above you, his mouth connecting with your neck as he starts sucking and licking right under your ear. you can’t help but moan, it felt too good. you were in the moment.

“wait! rafe, be careful you know knox could see this shit and he’d kill you if he finds out it was you!” you say inbetween giggling and moaning. by the time he comes up for air, you’re left with hickies on your neck. thankfully it should be an easy fix. your hair can hide the evidence along with some makeup. you don’t even want to think about coming up with some bullshit lie to your brother.

“yeah, yeah sweetheart i know but i just can’t help myself when it comes to you. you drive me fucking wild.” rafe slides his hand down underneath the oversized tee you’re wearing, touching the wet spot on your panties. “god damn, i love when you’re soaked and ready for me like a good girl. mmm, such a slut. just for me” he pushes your panties to the side and slips a finger into your pussy, slowly inserting a second, then a third. suddenly he curls his fingers and picks up speed hitting just the right spot.

“oh. fuck. shit. rafe more, faster, please!” you whimper as rafe rams his fingers in and out of you.

“tsk tsk, you’re already close to cumming aren’t you? not yet my pathetic, desperate, little whore. you cum when i’m ready for you to cum.” rafe groans in your ear. he pulls his fingers out of your glistening cunt and puts them right into his mouth, sucking on your juices. “fuck baby, the taste of your pussy has my cock rock hard.” rafe groans and you just can’t help but stare because he just ruined your orgasm but god was he sexy.

“you taste so fucking sweet y/n, why don’t you have a taste now yeah?” rafe shoves his fingers back into your wet pussy and out and smears your arousal all over your soft lips.

“open up y/n” you waste no time and open up for him as he works his fingers in and out of your mouth.

“rafeeee, seriously?! i was so close to cumming and you just do that?! hmph!” you exhale and roll your eyes.

“did you just roll your eyes at me? now you did it doll face..well, i guess i’ll just have to eat this attitude right out of you” he picks you up from the bed and throws your back against the wall. his hands strongly grip your upper thighs close to your waist to keep you from slipping in his hold. he spreads your legs wide open so that your pussy is right in front of his face ready for him to devour. “dinner is fucking served.” he exhales then goes in for it.

“oh rafe, fuck yesss! feels s’good. oh my god!! please don’t stop!” rafe ravages your clit, licking and sucking as if his life depended on it. your juices drip down his chin, making a complete mess.

“shiiiit, never tasted anything sweeter or as good as this fucking pussy baby. you gonna cum for me? i think it’s about time.” rafe licks a stripe up your slit, lightly biting and sucking at your clit and it sends shivers down your body. he knew what he was doing and you’ve never felt this sensation before.

damn him, he had you wrapped around his finger.

“fuuuuuck, fuck yes!!! keep doing that rafe, i’m gonna cum. fuck you’re so good with your fingers.” your legs shake and pussy contracts, your orgasm hitting you tenfold and rafe slurps it right up.

“you did so well y/n. now lets get you cleaned up, i better get out of here before knox comes home”

the next morning you tie your hair up into a ponytail completely oblivious to the fact you had three hickies somewhere under your ear. it slipped your mind as you threw on a tank top and some leggings and made your way downstairs to the kitchen. you spot rafe and knox sitting on the couch watching hockey.

“good morning!” you say a little too cheerfully, after the night you had it was expected.

“morning” rafe and knox say in unison.

“you sound awfully happy today.” knox comments.

rafe turns and looks at you with wide eyes trying to tell you without words that you had hickies on your neck and your brother was right there. he grabs his neck and quickly removes his hand when knox turns his head around to look at you. you didn’t catch what rafe was trying to tell you in time.

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! WHAT IS THAT SHIT ON YOUR GOD DAMN NECK Y/N? WHO DID IT? TELL ME NOW I SWEAR TO GOD. DO I KNOW THE FUCKER?” knox bellows at the top of his lungs. you start to sweat and your legs almost give out, even rafe looks guilty when sweat starts to form on his forehead.

knox gets up from the couch and stalks towards you. “do you see this shit rafe? can you fucking believe the prick that did this to my little sister?” rafe chokes and just stares, stuck on the couch not knowing what to do or say. he just gave himself away.

“wait a minute…” knox looks from you to rafe, and it clicks. “you’ve got to be fucking joking. out of all the girls desperate to be with you….you go and choose my sister?” knox yells with disgust.

“look, knox… bro, um let me explain.” rafe says nervously as he carefully gets up from the couch. he knows how your brother is when it comes to you, and his anger sometimes gets the best of him.

knox steps towards rafe and throws a punch but rafe dodges it and grabs knox’s fist. “knox, listen! i fucking love her. i love y/n, she’s not just some girl to me. you know me, i would never hurt her. she’s everything to me.” rafe confesses.

“wait! what, you love me?” you walk towards rafe, standing between the two. “yes y/n, i love you. always have pretty girl.”

“oh rafe, i love you too! i love you so much!” you steal a kiss from him, even in front of your pissed off brother. you could care less.

“so what? you two like together or something?” knox cringes.

“yes, we are and you’re just going to have to deal with it. please? for my sake.” you can’t help but smile knowing knox is going to let it go, he just wants his little sister to be happy. he may hate it but he knows if anyone deserves you, it’s rafe cameron.

“fine but no funny business with me around. i really don’t like it but whatever. just don’t hurt her cameron or i’ll come after you, trust me you know i will. soo, deal?”

“won’t happen but whatever you say y/ln. deal” rafe smirks, knowing he doesn’t have to sneak around to come over anymore.

tagging a few mooties: @cameronsprincess @rafesthroatbaby @rafesheaven @cameronwillow