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𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ? 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇 𝐄 𝐀 𝐑 𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ? ©
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 / 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈-𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄
I am sure by now that most of my followers across my blogs have noticed really poor activity the last couple weeks. I haven’t wanted to say anything too soon and jinx things but I am finally at a place where I can confide in you why that is.
Starting Monday, July 20th — I returned to work back at the Library. It’s heavily modified and closed to the public other than scheduling appointments to pick up holds, but not all staff was called back at this time. To be exact, I was the only one called back in my department at my branch. So I am going to be working open to closes about three to four days a week at this time ( we don’t have normal hours again yet ), which will mean I’m going to be balancing writing and work once more.
Honestly, I think this will be a good thing for my writing. I’ve been lacking motivation for anything due to the sameness of quarantine — but one day back and I’m already itching to begin writing again.
However, I will not be returning full swing just yet. Additionally today, my girlfriend and I also were successfully accepted to a new apartment. We will be able to move in August 1st, which leaves us only two weeks to pack and then a couple weeks after where we’ll be unpacking, setting up internet, painting walls, etc. Which means, I’ll be on a semi-hiatus for a few weeks until we are properly settled into our new place.
I’ll have discord and be on Tumblr mobile, so I’ll still be around. I just wont be able to fully write threads until we get internet at our new place after August 1st. Once I know when they’ll be coming to set it up, I’ll do my best to have my queue running till that point. I’ll also be around to RP on discord and Wire.
Please be patient with me during these new changes, I am literally bursting with excitement and motivation once more and plan to do what I can to balance my hobbies and life goals/priorities during these next few weeks. I’ll post discord and wire drops sporadically over the next few weeks. Stay tuned.
𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐦𝐲𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐲 !
𝑆𝑃𝐴𝐶𝐸𝑇𝑅𝐸𝐾𝐾𝐸𝐷 𝐻𝐴𝑆 𝑀𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷 / 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒.
𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊:
it was a comfortable temperature for his bondmate, which meant that spock was wearing a knitted hat, ( courtesy of captain sulu’s husband ) & a thick long sleeve. the blanket was placed on both of their laps, allowing for closeness. his side was pressed into jim’s. originally they had been content to look up at the stars, the silence lulling them into comfortable silence. he had felt the change in jim’s attitude almost immediately, though he made no mention of it. he was curious to see where he was planning on taking their evening. slowly his hand had drifted to spock’s own, fingers stroking his own in a way that he knew would make the vulcan pause. still he sat silent, though his eyes closed as he lost himself in both the movement of jim’s fingers against his own & the very clear feelings emitting from him. “ the temperature is satisfactory. “ he managed, though he knew jim would hear the slight strain in his tone.
𝐈𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊, the emotion in his tone might have gone unnoticed. However, Jim liked to consider himself an expert at reading Spock by now. His lips ghosted against the side of his face, as his free arm wrapped securely around the Vulcan. For he could feel his husband’s interest was piqued, and all that did was encourage him further. Hands could be occasionally sensitive to touch as a human, but they weren’t touch telepathic. The sensitivity he felt was something most men would never understand; it was hard to explain it --- Jim could feel it though. Not for himself, but because Spock did and they were one. It almost created a phantom sensation in his head. “ Satisfactory is it ? Well that doesn’t solve our mystery, Spock... ” he purred softly, his fingertips gliding against the underside of Spock’s before reaching the palm. Swirling softly against the skin there. “ What could ever be the matter ? ”
𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐎𝐘:
𝐆𝐀𝐄𝐀 𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐀:
it’s just like any other morning. it’s not even the first time leonard has slept over before ( and gaea hadn’t been lying when she said the guest rooms weren’t presentable. he just didn’t know that she had spent some time messing up the beds in case he went looking ). and she knows she had been far too comfortable because she ends up waking up late, the only one that actually has things to do for the day, business. she rushes in the shower. she rushes to get dressed ( but she never does when it comes to picking an outfit because that is important ). jim and leonard are sitting in the breakfast nook when she walks into the kitchen and grabs a chocolate chip muffin. leaning across the table and kissing jim is natural, easy, part of the routine. kissing leonard feels just as right. and before she knows it, she’s flouncing out her apartment to leave the boys to their day. it’s only when she stands in front of the elevator that she realizes what she’s done: kissed the man she and her boyfriend are in strong like with and leaving said boyfriend to deal with the potential fallout. ❝ shit. ❞ ➥ [ flyboy ]: sorry sorry sorry aaaaaaaaaaa.
modern!jim ( @starcaptn· ) and modern!leonard ( @chiefmedical· ) get a cute little starter.
he’d been awake earlier than usual. he had a late shift in the er tonight & knew he’d need a nap before hand. so, ( after laying in for longer than necessary with them pressed against him, ) he had showered, watched television, & made breakfast when jim had finally come out to the living room, hair sticking up in all different directions. something warm sat in leonard’s stomach, something that he didn’t want to think about, couldn’t think about when they had become his friend, took him into their home. he spent more nights there than he ever had anywhere else ( other than the hospital. ) he had a tooth brush there for christ’s sake. if it was anyone else, he would think they’re dating. but it’s gaea & jim. they’re together.
they’re so in love, it’s disgusting to be around sometimes ( maybe because he can’t be the one to kiss them hello & goodbye. ) when gaea comes out, he’s reading the newspaper & sitting entirely too close to jim, sipping his second cup of coffee ( he really should stop if he wants to sleep later. ) her tea is already in a to go cup. she’d gotten up later than normal. she hadn’t peaked her head out before getting ready. he’s already noted her routine. if that doesn’t make his heart ache.
it feels so natural to move the newspaper & accommodate her lips against his. for a moment he doesn’t say a word, but when he realizes what’s happened the newspaper is slammed down on the table. oh my god. his cheeks are red & his chest feels tight. is he having an anxiety attack? oh that’s real fucking typical. jim’s going to kill him. he’s not thinking when he pushes his chair out & leaves the room. the only thought in his head is that he needs to away from the other man & now. the bathroom door locks, at least. so that’s where he finds himself, back pressed against the door & knees pulled against his chest, trying to calm his racing heart.
he’s screwed.
@starcaptn·
𝐉𝐈𝐌 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐙𝐙 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐆𝐀𝐄𝐀’𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄, and it’s not until he looks up at Leonard’s pale face as he pushes away from the table that he realises what’s wrong and what her messages are likely for. It had felt so right and normal for the double kiss as his girlfriend left for work. Of course she would kiss Bones too; and why shouldn’t he? Except for the fact they were not all together, and until that moment -- any ideas about their shared feelings for the doctor had been kept between him and Gaea.
𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄. Jim had leaped to his feet as soon it registered that Bones was freaking out. Shit, shit, shit. They’d overwhelmed him. They’d scared him off. The dream he and Gaea had shared was shattering quickly. “ Leonard, wait. Leonard ! ” he called after him as a door slammed from around the corner. For a moment, he feared the worst --- until he realised that it had been the bathroom door. Not good, but not the worst. His knuckles rapped on the door, his voice only raised to be heard --- “ Leonard, open the door. Come on, let’s talk. ” he called, cursing under his breath when he heard no response right away.
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒, pulling his phone out as he ready Gaea’s apologetic message. It wasn’t fair to pin it on her, he was just as close to making that mistake before she had come in. It was only a matter of time before one of the broke. Quickly sending her a reply, Jim sighed at their own stupidity as he pocketed it once more. “ C’mon Bones, I’m gonna have to force my way in there if you don’t answer me. ”
[ 𝚂𝙼𝚂 - 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚂𝚂 ]: 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗.
[ 𝚂𝙼𝚂 - 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚂𝚂 ]: 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛?
𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌? 𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌?
...
hozier : hozier album … sentence starters
‘ oh, what a sin. ‘
‘ i raised myself. ‘
‘ get closer to me. ‘
‘ don’t be kind to me. ‘
‘ please try to love me. ‘
‘ i’d be home with you… ‘
‘ i need you to run to me. ‘
‘ they’d find us in a week. ‘
‘ command me to be well. ‘
‘ all I’ve ever done is hide. ‘
‘ she demands a sacrifice. ‘
‘ and it’s worth it, it’s divine. ‘
‘ i was born sick, but i love it. ‘
‘ honey, there is no right way. ‘
‘ never feel too good in crowds. ‘
‘ i know that you hate this place. ‘
‘ that’s a fine-looking high horse. ‘
‘ something so magic about you. ‘
‘ i should’ve worshiped her sooner. ‘
‘ good god, let me give you my life. ‘
‘ no grave can hold my body down. ‘
‘ sit back and watch the world go by. ‘
‘ there’s something tragic about you. ‘
‘ i’m so full of love, I could barely eat. ‘
‘ no more alone or myself could i be… ‘
‘ there’s something broken about this. ‘
‘ something so wholesome about you. ‘
‘ i called your name ‘til the fever broke. ‘
‘ we should just kiss like real people do. ‘
‘ there’s something wretched about this. ‘
‘ don’t let it in with no intention to keep it. ‘
‘ there’s something lonesome about you. ‘
‘ we should quit, but we love it too much. ‘
‘ happy to lie back watch it burn and rust. ‘
‘ we were born sick, you heard them say it. ‘
‘ it’s bloody and raw, but i swear it is sweet. ‘
‘ no shortage of sordid, no protest from me. ‘
‘ i turned and ran to save a life i didn’t have. ‘
‘ the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. ‘
‘ don’t let me in with no intention to keep me. ‘
‘ you’ve done me wrong for a long, long time. ‘
‘ you don’t know what hell you put me through. ‘
‘ we tried the world… good god, it wasn’t for us. ‘
‘ i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies. ‘
‘ would things be easier if there was a right way? ‘
‘ i’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife. ‘
‘ there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. ‘
‘ but, after all you’ve done, i never changed my mind. ‘
‘ no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight. ‘
‘ so tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes. ‘
‘ you knew who I was with every step that I ran to you. ‘
‘ i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door. ‘
‘ it’d be great to find a place we could escape sometime. ‘
‘ the only heaven I’ll be sent to is when I’m alone with you. ‘
‘ every version of me, dead and buried in the yard outside. ‘
‘ i need to be youthfully felt, ‘cause, god, i never felt young. ‘
‘ innocence died screaming, honey… ask me, I should know. ‘
‘ something in it had a power, could barely tear my eyes away. ‘
‘ i fall in love just a little, oh, a little bit every day with someone new. ‘
‘ don’t you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash. ‘
‘ i know who I am when I’m alone… i’m something else when i see you. ‘
‘ i will not ask you where you came from… i will not ask, and neither should you. ‘
‘ honey, when you kill the lights, and kiss my eyes, i feel like a person for a moment of my life. ‘
𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍
𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘. 𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊-𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐄.
Chris Pine in Star Trek Beyond (2016)
The struggle with the Fibanon… Fiboan… Fibononan… Fibonan?
* ( FLEABAG / SENTENCE PROMPTS.
These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.
❛ Last night was incredible. ❜
❛ What are you doing!? ❜
❛ Don’t say anything. ❜
❛ I’ve really tried to be there for you through this. ❜
❛ You’re almost late. ❜
❛ You look tired. ❜
❛ Can I get you anything? ❜
❛ We broke up. ❜
❛ Thanks for the vote of confidence. ❜
❛ When are you going to stop bringing that up? ❜
❛ Nothing is ever going to be good enough. ❜
❛ I need new sexy pants. ❜
❛ Have you found anything? ❜
❛ We are bad feminists. ❜
❛ I want my top back. ❜
❛ Well it was terrifying! Never do it again. ❜
❛ Do you want to go for a drink? ❜
❛ What’s your problem? ❜
❛ I just… I like you. ❜
❛ Are you ok? ❜
❛ You need me to get you something to wear? ❜
❛ This is totally fine. ❜
❛ What’s going on? ❜
❛ Oh, I’m absolutely fine! ❜
❛ It’s almost two o’clock in the morning. ❜
❛ I’m going to call you a cab. ❜
❛ To be fair. She’s not an evil stepmother. ❜
❛ I thought that must have been you. ❜
❛ Everything alright? ❜
❛ Just thought I’d swing by. ❜
❛ I know it’s not really my place. But - are you ok? ❜
❛ Everyone’s been worried about you. ❜
❛ Tits don’t get you anywhere these days. ❜
❛ Take care of yourself. ❜
❛ You really do look ghastly darling. ❜
❛ Can I do anything? ❜
❛ This is a love story. ❜
❛ You’ve done everything. And you feel great. ❜
❛ May these be the worst of our days! ❜
❛ You look well, where have you been? ❜
❛ Boots, lovely there this time of year. ❜
❛ Well you look fantastic. ❜
❛ Love the Catholics. You can get away with anything. ❜
❛ Oh no have I disappointed you? ❜
❛ I’ll have a tequila! ❜
❛ You do look tired. ❜
❛ My parents were alcoholics! ❜
❛ Well, it’s um - cold and beautiful and dark. ❜
❛ It’s a lot of pressure, but I love it. ❜
❛ Fuck you, then. ❜
❛ Did you have a cigarette? ❜
❛ Were your parents successful? ❜
❛ My parents were very successful alcoholics. ❜
❛ Is everything ok? ❜
❛ You know I’ve always been very suspicious of religion. ❜
❛ Well I guess I’m just really fucking lonely! ❜
❛ Are we going to have a fight? ❜
❛ You look… strong. ❜
❛ I’m so intrigued to see how you’re going to make this whole evening about you. ❜
❛ I just take all the negative feelings and just bottle them and bury them. And they never come out. ❜
❛ It takes real commitment to be this happy. ❜
❛ You’re being so quiet. ❜
❛ Why aren’t you saying anything?! ❜
❛ What do you want me to say? ❜
❛ Your sister is finally a good influence on you! ❜
❛ Oh for fuck’s sake, stop it! ❜
❛ No, come on what’s happened. ❜
❛ You should go to the hospital. ❜
❛ I’ll just deal with this in my own insane, irrational, anal way if that’s ok. ❜
❛ I got your stuff. You ok? ❜
❛ If you ever need someone. To talk to or uh - I’ll be there. ❜
❛ I’m always… there. ❜
𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘. 𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊-𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐄.
For a moment there, I thought you were just a dumb hick who only has sex with farm animals. Well, not only.