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Bl*ody H*ck
Why do I get the feeling that I am that person? Oop...
Late Night Practise...
This is so true. Earlier, I had zero problems with my body. I was actually pretty happy with it. Then Quarantine and Covid came along. My Gran, Grandpa, Mum, Dad and even my brother started making curt comments about my body. I slowly started to hate it. Even when I thought I looked pretty, all it took was a smirk, or even a mirror to bring it all down.
When I was made a headgirl. HeadGirl of the entire school for 2021-22. I was over the fucking moon!! I remember, when I was made a prefect and the Head Girl and Boy were given the Sash and The badge, and I remember looking at them with awe. Never thought it would be me, someday.
And, here I am. Head Girl of the entire freaking school !! My mum and I were crying tears of joy. That day, Sir told us and all others who won in the elections for School Student Council, to take a photo with their sash.
Me and mum were in the hall, and I was beaming and she was taking my photo.
And do you know what made those smiles turn into absolute fake ones?
My dad’s passing comment. He said,” Aisha{fake name}, you need to watch you weight. You’re starting to look like a potato in your uniform.” And then laughed it off.
That was enough to make me forget my happiness, to forget the fact that I was elected as the Head Girl, and to just get out of this uniform. I wanted to cry my eyes out, because now the entire school would see what a fat Head Girl they have.
And that was it.
At 12, I was already sucking my stomach in and my mum was already telling me to watch what I eat. It’s hell in quarantine, when you’re 14, when your own grandmother says she can’t bear to look at how fat you’ve become. When I’m not even that fat.
It’s Hell, when these small things are enough to tear you down, these small comments which start from home. Which start from your grandparent don’t even congratulate you for such a huge achievement, because the first thing they noticed is that their granddaughter is getting a little rounder.
This not only applies to girls, but also to boys. Cause my 9 year old brother, already has his meals controlled by mum.
Don’t teach hate. Teach acceptance.
And don’t you dare tell me that I don’t need Feminism.
Just going to put this lovely, lovely image here.
you people cant be crying about blonde blue eyed men.
Naruto means everything to us
ok sorry carry on
Do NOT forget Kit Herondale.
This shattered my heart, and I haven’t even freaking read the part, yet.
BTW, the artist is Soia.Jpg on Instagram and she is just brilliant. Do check it out
I may be 7 days late, but Percy will always be my beloved. Love you, Perce.
PS:- Why are his eyes blue, and not green? WTF??!!
All right, Readers. I have news.
You wanna read books for free? Like, literally, any book?
Without having to fucking pay for it?
Try this website, {1lib.in} Just that. After that, venture all you want. Download the books, then, download another app, called {Freda}. You can read the books there. Literally, every single book is there. I could read Red, White and Royal Blue, without my mum knowing.
Do tell me how you find it.
HOLY SHIT!!
Banking and Insurance is going on right now, in class. And ma’am asked what does OTP mean. The correct answer was One Time Password, but HOLY SHIT, did I have the mad urge to write One True Pairing.
I just remembered that Clary likes cucumber sandwiches and I feel betrayed
what do you have against cucumber
It's too wet for sandwich
it is not
??????
But it IS
They are very delicious, and Clary adores them, so you don’t get to say anything bad about it.
I just remembered that Clary likes cucumber sandwiches and I feel betrayed
what do you have against cucumber
It's too wet for sandwich
No, it’s not!!
a look into simon's and clary's snapchats :)
a little something for day 3 of parabatai week
(not me shamelessly clearing up my drafts and pretending this was all intentional-)
Too precious to not reblog uwu.
Breakfast Across the Globe
BY FAR THE SEXIEST POST ON THIS SITE
and the most important one…Jamaican Breakfast
Followed by a Haitian breakfast
Ethiopian breakfast 💚💛❤
Nigeria breakfast 🇳🇬
The one post that everyone can agree on….that food is sexy.
Lovely additions
Let us not forget the delights of India. On the concepts of eggs, we have an onion omelet and sometimes Bhurji with Roti.
Kit & Ty’s reunion (Fan Fiction) - Part 4 - The First Kiss
Just because… I NEED this.
Characters by @cassandraclare.The events take place three years after the Dark Artifices.
As Kit looked up at the sky, rain starting pouring down his face. “I should have anticipated this. The sky was full of clouds”.
“Cloud”, said Ty. “One of the words you like.”
Kit turned to look at Ty, who was staring at his right shoulder. “You remember them?”
“Whisper, cloud, secret, highway, hurricane, mirror, castle, thorns”. Ty spoke them so fast Kit barely had time to register them.
In answer, he smiled and whispered, more slowly, “Glass, twin, apple, whisper, stars, crystal, shadow, lilt”.
Ty’s eyes lit up and crinkled at the corners the way they did when he was very surprised.
“I have new words I like, you know” said Ty, after a moment.
“You do?” Kit was staring at Ty’s eyelashes. Drops of rain were captured there, like diamonds glittering on a dark curtain. His wet hair was plastered to his head, dark wet curls partly obscuring his forehead and cheeks. He was so beautiful it hurt.
“Love, two, kiss, kite, lips” whispered Ty.
Kit’s eyes widened and immediately searched Ty’s, and that’s when he realized that Ty’s gaze was no longer directed at his shoulder, but at his lips…
*****
Kit made a move toward Ty, but Ty had already raised his hand, as if to stop him. In the same movement, Ty gently pressed his long calloused fingers on Kit’s lips, tracing their shape, uncovering their smoothness. He was whispering softly, so low that Kit could not make out the words.
Ty’s other hand came up as well and he was staring at Kit in wonder as his fingers moved slowly across Kit’s face, caressing the line of his jaw, stroking his cheeks, smoothing his eyebrows, leaving a trail of heat everywhere their skin touched. Kit closed his eyes, as if it could slow the fire burning through his body.
Ty exhaled, as if relieved by Kit’s reaction to his touch. He brought both his hands on either side of Kit’s face then, gently cupping as he pressed his mouth to Kit’s jaw, not exactly kissing, but rather enjoying the experience of his lips against Kit’s skin.
“Ty-“ murmured Kit, in a daze. He felt his knees buckling under him and gripped Ty’s shoulders to steady himself. Ty gasped in surprise and stepped back. Kit moved forward to tighten his grip, and ended up pushing Ty against the wall.
They both froze, staring at each other.
Ty swallowed and whispered “Did I- did I do something wrong?”
Kit laughed at that, shaking his head. “Ty- you know, you are the cleverest person I know, but sometimes I swear…”
He crossed the very small space left between them. Ty’s lips were still parted in surprise as Kit crushed his own lips against them, using the opening to taste Ty’s mouth with his tongue. Another gasp from Ty. Kit barely had the time to silently curse himself for being so forward – this was their first kiss, he ought to do things more slowly – long, urgent fingers were already moving up his back, his shoulders, and down again, resting for a few seconds against his hips before going up again. It was as if Ty was drawing a pattern, butterfly’s wings, on Kit’s back. Gentle at first, his strokes became more and more demanding, until Ty’s hands slipped under Kit’s shirt and nails were digging into flesh. Ty seemed to be lost in the need to touch Kit, every part of Kit, as if his life depended on it. Well, if Ty was not being careful, why should he restrain himself?
Kit met Ty’s eagerness with his own, and it quickly became a chaos of tongues, bites, desperate touches. Kit could taste rain, metal and musk, as his mouth continued to explore Ty’s – or devour would be more accurate. It was as if they were naked, skin against skin, through their water-soaked clothes. In that moment, Kit’s experience and Ty’s lack thereof did not matter. Neither of them could identify who was doing what, as they entangled their limbs and melted their bodies under the pouring rain.
My Beloved Imaginary People
You know when a character is good when they manage to make you shake your head....
with exasperation....
and fondness.....
at the same time. Mostly just the male characters....
Some lines I wrote...
So, I’m a writer and from time to time, you know, come up with some lines. Here’s one:-
{{{ “Think very carefully before you say another word.” She growled. “Think twice, otherwise I’ll make you. And I’ll do such a damn good job of it, that you’ll start thinking twice before even opening your mouth to ask for salt at your next Thanksgiving Dinner!! Get it?” }}}
{{{ “ I dunno, ok?” I frantically said. “Maybe it’s the ogres. Maybe it’s filthy toerag. Maybe it’s Maybelline!” Roxy spat out the water she was drinking on an unfortunate Ash.}}}
{{{ Roses are red.
Neo is prickly.
Holy Shit, that escalated quickly!!}}}