Soooo, @emmettverse did a thing. And when it got to:

I was already

So please never stop that gentle hold of Derek on Logan. Never ever. I need their look into each others eyes never to lose faith in humanity. Even if one of them them is not technically human in that AU. In other words: T H A N K Y O U .

yall like bush pics

I need a hug

i used to think the Mamutas had a "rocky" texture, sort of like granite, and that their wrist markings were painted on

still, i'm glad they could do more with the new graphics and make them as fuzzy as they always had been :]

having a bit of rum & coke mmm yummiee 😋

does anybody have tips on overcoming rejection sensitive dysphoria. it is so bad i cant even play games right because if the video game tells me i made a decision that was not even objectively wrong but non-optimal i freak out and close it and cant come back to it for days. this has always been an issue in my general life at large but good fuckin lord. im tired of feeling like this.

this went in a totally different direction than i planned when i paced around like a maniac, but, considering most things after this will be spoiler-y... here's a new and improved Daniela excerpt :3

(slight NSFW under the cut, minors DNI just in case)

She hums against you, her hands sliding down to your bare hips and squeezing gently. “I could show you just how much you mean to me…”

Your laugh is a little more genuine now. “As much as I would love that, firefly, I think my stomach may disagree with that thought.”

As if on cue, it rumbles quietly, and she leans back to cock her head at it. She’s probably never heard the noise come from you, considering you’re always fed these days.

Daniela huffs quietly as she turns away, her feet padding softly around your room as she searches for her missing dress she tossed somewhere last night. Even if you know you should be getting dressed, as well… You find yourself fixated on her body, a flush creeping to your cheeks and ears as she moves around your room unabashedly naked.

In all honesty, you’re unable to even think of looking away. She mumbles to herself and she has such a cute furrow in her brow as she looks around for her dress, even giving you a sly smirk over her shoulder when she catches you staring. You’d swear she shifts to grant your eyes better access to the parts of her you don’t see as often.

Clearing your throat, your face burning, you bend to pick up your shirt and begin wrapping it around your chest. You keep your gaze intentionally averted as you move to find your pants, your cheeks only heating more when she giggles and tosses your undergarments at you.

You manage to find your own clothing without losing consciousness from the way you were lightheaded upon seeing your own marks along her body in the sunlight. When she sees you’re mostly clothed with your pants still undone at the waist, she asks for your help in buttoning up her dress, a sly look in her eyes as she does.

You’re not entirely sure what you expect, but she keeps her remarks and touches rather innocent as your fingers work to quickly cover her exposed chest before steam comes out of your ears. Even if you’d seen her entirely last night and even tasted her, you couldn’t help the bashfulness that’s found its way in your bones at this simple affectionate gesture.

As soon as you’ve hooked the last button and her dress is secure, she bends to kiss your cheek, lingering for a moment, and when you feel her hands slide down your sides, you know she’s already planning something. Truthfully, you’re just along for the ride.

Her kisses against your skin become slower as she moves down to your neck, sucking softly before her lips brush against your collarbone and go even further down. You take in a sharp breath and tense when you see her drop gracefully to her knees, her hands sliding against your waist to tug your unbuttoned pants down a little.

It takes her just a moment to press her lips right above the sensitive skin your pants usually cover, and you find yourself hissing quietly through gritted teeth as one of your hands slides into her hair, your other awkwardly grasping onto her own at your hip. She licks at your skin before nipping at it, and it’s clear she wants to leave some kind of mark where no one else could see.

Your fingers clench gently in her hair, and it gets you a pleased hum in return as a throbbing feeling settles between your thighs. She continues this little game with an obvious grin, her lips sucking on your skin until you just want her to take you right there, breakfast be damned.

After just a few moments of tormenting you and nearly causing unholy noises to leave your throat, she presses a final kiss to your hip bone and stands easily, tugging you flush against her by the waistband of your pants. She only laughs against you as her hands work to button them and “fully” clothe you as much as possible, her lips kissing your temple as she leans away.

“It’s not every day someone could bring me to my knees…” she mumbles, her eyes glowing and drooping, and you think you catch what she’s telling you. She must not have acted this way around that bastard, and the knowledge of that leaves a feeling in your chest that makes you want to brag to them about what they’d lost. “Do you… feel any better?”

You grin and stand on your tiptoes to kiss her quickly. “I feel like we could skip the meal and devour each other, instead.”

Your attempt to flirt with her is a dumb one, yes, but it gets her to smile widely and laugh, and really, that’s all you could ever ask for. You wish you could see that smile every time you close your eyes, and perhaps you’d just need to see it more for that to happen.

Just canceled all of my future therapy appointments. Big fudgin’ bummer. Did I mention I lost my insurance? Didn’t even find out about that until the day it lapsed. Trying to find a way to fix it now, reapplying and whatnot, but ya know, it’s bureaucracy so who knows how long it’ll take. Just fingers crossed I don’t run out of meds first.

lol it’s underwater 🐠

i watched that one scene in novitiate for the first time a few days ago and I’m pretty sure that my brain chemistry has been altered for good.

it's 50 degrees in the first week of March...WHAT IS HAPPENING BRO???

vaniiii ehe hiya :3 umm we got a system sideblog if yer interested in seein more of us... but ummmm hiya !!!! i missed ya n im glad t' see ya... do ya got any advice fer copin wit' lack of attention from an fp.... we're okay but if ya got anythin it might be helpful for us :33 ehe i love yaaaa -🪴

MIIIIIKAAAAA!!!!!!!!! i missed u guys </3 i would love to see more of u tho i miss you guys when you're not around... although i guess technically you are since you said we're mutuals but skdghds

ough. tbh i've been pretty lucky insofar that i haven't had a lotta issues with that... but in my experience usually if i gotta be left alone for awhile distracting myself helps a lot? like. go down a wikipedia rabbit hole, or do a puzzle, or play a game you get super invested in. just something to focus on so you don't end up in your own head kinda thing yanno??? otherwise don't feel bad to just. ask for attention? like. it's not illegal to have human desires. and as long as your fp isn't busy or something they probably don't mind talking with you a lil :3 although idk for sure i know everyone has different relationships with their fp so ^^; do not listen to me if you know it'll cause you harm/strife/etc :< also naps. bc those pass the time reaaaaal quick. its like a lifehack. feeling bad? take a nap. you'll either feel amazing after or like you got smacked in the face with a trout ! oh and also like. doing schoolwork or smth productive maybe? thats not really fun tho so dskghds maybe pick up a kinda time-consuming hobby like crochet or cross-stitch or something where you can use that to distract yourself and have something to do with your hands :3?

but if its like. ur Already Feeling Bad i recommend like. watching a movie/tv show/etc that you really like or getting a Little Treat(tm) or something :3 curl up with a cozy blanket and drink some hot cocoa or tea or something !! its not like. a sure-fire fix. but i find the combo of distraction + comfort media + Little Treat tends to make you feel at least a lil better :3 also if it gets Very Bad just like. destroy some old school work you don't need or somethin. tearing papers to shreds is sooooooo fun. make sure u don't accidentally rip up something you need though skjghds it helps to calm down a lil and then you can work on relaxing a little more !! its not like. guaranteed. but sometimes gettin some of the destructive urges out helps

ily2 mika <3 i would die for u btw /lh

hey just want to say you're really chill and fun, i wish i could be friends with you

actually, do you mind joining this discord server? its my friends group server for art and writing and stuff, i think you'd like it

here's the invite: discord.com/invite/aAEtfF7szX

-Cross

ohh sure I’ll check it out! Tho I might not be very active depending on how big it is but tysm!

The sea, cast against nothing but grey and featureless skies for miles and a furry of white blanketing everything else, is a dark and deep black like rough-cut glass, cresting up into peaks of cutting froth and diving back down into blessed darkness in each valley they leave behind. In a world as monochrome as this, even with the froth and the movement all around, the little spec of pink that floats up is hard to miss. It's framed by nothing but the ink around itself, the only feature against the stark nothingness above, and even though it's the gold of her crown that peeks slyly above the water first, it's the rose of her nose that stands out the most.

Really, that's all she has to lift up and out of the water, even if she hates revealing that much to the open air. The wind bites at her nostrils as she exhales, sending up a thin plume of smoke and seawater into an icy mist. The inhale hurts, and she can feel the difference as she refills her air bladders, her lungs, both in equal measure. This purpose is uncommon, but it can be nice, even when she has other methods of breathing too.

Her nose pinches shut as she slips beneath the water again. Technically, it's cold too, down here, but Miranda only knows this by technicality, not by sense. It's never felt cold to her. That kind of awareness is only born out of difference, out of vast and moody swings in a medium that she's grown more familiar with in time, but does not exist here. Her body exchanges the temperature for her, manages it for her, shares it with the water that becomes her lifeblood, so she's only recently become aware that her body could feel something like the terrible winds from above down to its core. If she had to guess, or to describe it to those whom such things come more innately, she might describe it as always feeling just the right amount of warm. To understand that she was a different temperature than the world around her, yes, but to never get too warm, hot blood carried out to her extremities to cool, and to never get too cold, keeping cool blood in her core until it warmed beside her organs and her beating heart.

She hadn't known before, a need to maintain such things, and she doesn't feel it now. Even as terribly cold as it is above, even as much as the smallest lift of her nosecrest back above hurts her, it is not so cold down here. It is the same temperature it always is, the same way it has always been, and it holds her body and buoys her up as though she is nothing more than another part of the currents that flow through the water around her.

It does bring comfort, shielding her the very moment she slips back under, and as she vanishes back beneath the endless black, the red of her body gone as quickly as she appeared, the biting cold of the wind vanishes too. Nothing else remains above the water line as a reminder, the eternal whiteness of ice forgetting as soon as this moment too passes into memory.

honestly the biggest faggot moment of my life was when i kissed my bf for the first time. to the chorus of delicate petite & other things ill never be against me. crazy shit

Tell me

What moment did you guys first start shipping Hankcon

For me it was when I was playing the game with my partner - the Chicken Feed wink. I started laughing boisterously and joking with my partner that I was now going to ship them (as is my wont with homoerotic media). And suddenly it wasn’t a joke anymore. I fell down the rabbit hole that same day. All because of that damn wink.

DUDE im a lil drunk rn ill start with that im drunk and heres m current thought process: im SO annoyed right theres this person i follow and they post/rb a lot of like. uncredited photography and im SO annoyed like that pisses me off cause theyre cool photos but if theres any credit it's dumb pseudo credit aka "via Pinterest" FUCK THAT pinterest is full of puedo artists piggybacking off of cool artists who did NAWT deserve to have their work taken like that :((( i KNOW cause i am both artist AND i was a whole ass pinterestgirlie or whatever the fuck and like. i HATE seeing it i know i cant like. stop a bajillion people but. again im a lil drunk an boyyyyyyyyy im just annoyed LOL oh ya i was mentionin cause i was like ehhhh maybe i unfollow or/also i shall just scream into the voidddd hiiii void twirls hair isnt this WILD does this just tear ur heart into tiny lil pieces