I’ve been well! It was my birthday Thursday so I had a birthday weekend. Got all caught up on drafts yesterday. School. Work. The usual.
OOoh, happy belated birthday! :D Did ya have a nice weekend?

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I’ve been well! It was my birthday Thursday so I had a birthday weekend. Got all caught up on drafts yesterday. School. Work. The usual.
OOoh, happy belated birthday! :D Did ya have a nice weekend?
ifthemoneysgood replied to your post:naughtyjimkirk replied to your post:Do you ever...
/rubs cheek on
*Softly pets* ;w; hi!
nottobecrossed replied to your post:Do you ever feel like poop when you remember that...
*hugs aggressively*
!! Hey there!How’ve you been?
naughtyjimkirk replied to your post:Do you ever feel like poop when you remember that... -comforts the sad mun-
*Quietly pets the old rp posts* It’s been so long.
Do you ever feel like poop when you remember that you used to roleplay, but you haven’t been inspired to do anything for so long? I miss my muse.
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life.
There is a shipwreck between your ribs. You are a box with fragile written on it, and so many people have not handled you with care.
Shinji Moon, What It Took To Understand (via ironmxde)
could you please put your crying kid on vibrate
sexy angry Derek Hale
Stiles whined as he leaned against the door to Derek's loft, exhausted and beat, raising his arm to knock on the door. "Derek?"
Derek was already on his feet by the time Stiles managed to knock on his door. The wolf opened his door for his pup and took in the poor state the boy was in. He stepped closer to Stiles and swung him off his feet, gathering him up in his arms. "You okay there, pup?"
the 10th icon in your folder will describe how your muse truly feels about their mun.
Let the poison sink in,
let it leave its mark.
talk 2 me about characters learning how to be cared about
#but really like talk to me about it#talk to me about the process of being checked on by text message#of being alarmed when someone catches your arm after work and gives you an odd look#what’s coming out of their mouth has gotta be something bad right#’are you okay’#mental stutter what just happened error 404 response not found#why the fuck did somebody come make me soup when i’m sick i’ve been doing it myself my whole life#what#i’m so confused why are they doing this why does my happiness mattter???#I’M SO U PS ET
Derek looked so gorgeous under Jim, looking pleased, lazy even. Jim would love to be able to see that all the time. When his fingers tangled into Jim’s hair, he moaned and crashed into the kiss, tongue pressing back his lips to deepen it as he tilted his head. His own hands shifted, one gripping his shoulder as the other slid down his back, feeling muscle and hot skin. It just drove him higher. When he heard those words against his lips, almost feeling them more than hearing them, Jim whimpered in a way he should be ashamed of. The thrust up into him made him cry out a soft ‘yes!' and then he gasped, gripping Derek's shoulder tighten. “Want it. Want you to, just fucking pound me through the mattress,” he whined out lowly.
"Then, what are you waiting for?", the wolf asked, keeping his thrusts sharp and deep. Derek kept his hands onto Jim's hips, fingers digging into the skin there. "On all fours.", Derek commanded, looking up at the other with hooded eyes and his voice full of lust.
[Coffee Grounds and Paperbacks]
Eden chuckled at the wolf’s start, swearing she could see a tint of pink somewhere under that stubble. “Yes, I do. It’s the second most fun thing a girl can have while keeping her clothes on.” She told him, modifying the line from that near famous song.
But, to be fair, she stood upright and away from the counter before handing him his book. “I wanted to return this to you.”
The musical reference goes past Derek's head, the wolf only quirking a confused 'brow at the vampire's words. "I'm not even going to ask.", he mutters, to himself, just as she straightens her back and moves away from his personal space.
He nods when she gives him the book and takes it, holds it in his hands. "How was it?", the wolf asks, looking at the cover of the book, instead of looking at the woman he was talking to.