this blog is going on a semi-hiatus. i've just started uni up again so between uni & work my time is kinda limited. i've just come off a cold too so i haven't been in the mood to write. replies and such will be done at a extremely slow pace until i can get into some sort of rhythm.

Darling I should’ve said goodbye Before you even caught my eye

ღ sam/bonnie

SEND  ღ FOR A FIRST KISSSTATUS: NOT ACCEPTING

THERE’S A PUDDLE OF BLOOD in her mouth when it happens. for her sylphlike bodice, you don’t expect the potency of the WANT waging war within her, like fighting for your life, or ice cubes in your stomach. she was on the cusp of calling out to him when he squeezed his tall frame through the bathroom door, and he appeared COLOSSAL to her, a zap ranging down to her bones, like she was sipping on bourbon. shirt wringing limply in her grasp, she spun toward the sink, spitting scarlet, and her reflection in the dirt-streaked mirror was sickly or tired, or both. she was sorry for him, that this was his world, that he was pieces of survival, like her. thin brown fingers folded ‘neath her bra strap to skim it off her shoulder, and if she was uncomfortable, she didn’t show it. ❜ would y’ mind bandaging me up ?? i got banged up pretty bad…back there. ❜ derelict tongue striking on an aposiopesis, his warm hands encasing her biceps astonished her slightly, though she had been waiting on his touch since she had taken to the open road with him. a month of skirting around him, banging knees in the car or under the table, meeting his eyes from across the room or during a hunt and there was a CHEMISTRY in the air, alive and thrumming, that had her buzzing as if she cast a spell. he poulticed the laceration with a hot rag, and he was so careful and gentlemanly with her that bonnie had a recollection of the boy that flashed in and out of her town like an apparition. after his disappearance, she was certain he had been a figment of her imagination, but he was a shade of color that was tangible to her now. she had disciplined herself to keep within the lines for such a large decimal of her life that she was wild with the impulse to surrender.

❜ SAM —  ❜ she whispered it like a secret, twirling back to face him, and as though he read the heart of her body language he swept her toes off the floor and shuffled her onto the margin of the sink. enamored, bonnie sighed longingly against his hair, a blush scratching up her neck where sam had fondled with his lips. her foot coiled at his calf, and he frisked a solid thumb ‘neath her underwire against the supple mound of her breast. trembling, she curled her palm across the undercut of his jaw, thrusting a kiss to the open current of his mouth, and they fell together so hard it was incredible glass didn’t shatter behind her. an element formerly untapped in her chest flowed out, like an ocean, at how naturally they fit.

                                              SORRY, WE’RE DEAD !

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give me a yeah, you’re dating my best friend but i fuck you better thread

and a my parents hate you so im going to sneak you in at night for quiet sexy time thread

or a wow sexual tension is totally there but were both chicken shit thread

also give me a you’re really innocent and i find that hot as fuck so let me taint you thread

favourite character meme ✿ three relationships » [1/3] dean winchester

Wrong place,  w r o n g  t i m e .

JULIAN.

     ❝OH MAN — all the time. It’d be something pretty lighthearted for the most part, feel good, with a few moments of gripping drama. Something for everyone. But a mystery, huh? I’m guessing not the cozy, kindly grandma saves the day kind.❞

      ❛ Well, sometimes ever after doesn’t make for a good ending. I imagine you’d disagree with me though. Something about your perception doesn’t scream TRAGEDY. ❜

You’ve no idea how lonely I sometimes am.

C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew (via kanniibale)

soulhcart :

           ❛    what’s  the  matter,   brooke ?    are  you  mad  your  fat  ass  can’t  keep  up ?    or  did  you  finally  hear  about  your  precious  lucas   &   i ?    i  have  to say,   it  was  not  what  i  expected  at  ALL.   but  if  you  have  time  to  spare,   i  would  gladly  give  you  the  details    –    maybe  you’d  actually  learn  a  thing  or two.   ❜

❛ Funny. Your head’s been stuck up your own backside you can’t even think straight. Now’s not the time to push me. & I’ll spare myself the cliff notes. Sure it’ll be in whore’s digest. ❜ 

ALLISON.

❛ okay? but it’s too late now, right? i mean, do you think he’s upset? ❜

❛ News flash: you live with the guy. Did he have a side of rifle with his cheerio’s this mornin’? ❜

ARIA.

❛   i  know  that,  hanna!   but  for  one  minute,  i’d  like  to  pretend  that  this  is  just  a  mix-up  &  not  another  thing  A  has  over  us.   ❜

     ❛ You don’t know. That’s the thing. A mix up is when the store gave me those ugly lofas instead of my pumps. This is A – or Jenna, or Mary Drake. ❜

send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed

     ❛ Considering that my drawing of a tree led us to the Nemeton I thought that I’d offer you my brain for a while. ❜ // @linewedraw

    ❛ Do you ever wonder what your life would look like through the lens of a camera? I think mine would make for a really good mystery. ❜ // @everyvictory

    ❛ I am supposed to be running three different prom committees right now and you keep social media stalking me. Soon we’re gonna be down to just snaphat. ❜ // @lagaudiiere

I want to remind every roleplayer of a few things that we tend to forget far too often.

You don’t have to have good edits to be a good roleplayer.

You don’t have to have small font to be a good roleplayer.

You don’t have to do quick replies to be a good roleplayer.

You don’t have to impress everyone and be popular to be a good roleplayer.

You don’t have to be multi-ship or single-ship to be a good roleplayer.

DO NOT ROLEPLAY TO IMPRESS.

Roleplay to be happy and write for your love of the character and for your love of writing. In fandoms, you get caught up in popularity and quality. Quality doesn’t come with fancy themes, fonts, paragraphs, words, edits, etc, etc.

It comes with your personality as the mun, your appreciation for the character, your love for your followers and your friendliness as a fellow roleplay partner. So, next time you feel the urge to bow to someone else for their ‘quality,’ just take a moment and think about what you’re doing. You’re just as good as they are.

You have your own style. You have your own way. I love you just as much as I love the ‘quality’ roleplayers, and your most loyal and loving followers will feel the same way. Do your best at all times and that’s all that matters!

KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, EVERYONE!