#oh jesus.

[cosmorom]

i've read the first chapter of tfwsts. and. oh my god. holy fucking shit. oh jesus christ. @kagehiner what circle of hell have you sent me to...

[headhandsheart]

well. i finished house of leaves

[teethcore]

oh no. oh i just remembered something.

[pyromance]

i did not care for the cutting edge by cj patton

[flohuman]

....

[johnbottoms]

girl help they've got channing tatum playing dilfs now

[kazewhara]

wait so since i can save without much stress now, who should i focus on building? i have so many routes i could go down...

[theartofimagining13]

Imagine:

Jared was a photographer you worked with regularly. The two of you slept together a couple times but you never told him you were married. Jared had taken a beautiful photograph of you asleep while wrapped in the sheets of his bed. Jared didn’t understand why you wouldn’t agree to be his girlfriend until he started to follow you around and learned that you had a husband named Henry. Jared had an exhibition coming and invited you. You agreed but what you didn’t know is that he had also invited Henry and his invitation came with a very interesting note that Jared was sure would convince him to attend. Henry showed up and saw the huge photograph of you in Jared’s bed. Jared was presenting you as his muse to the public and you glanced at the crowd to finally realize that Henry was right there, staring right back at you.