To Keep On Anyway.

bloodbuzz-smartypants replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY. happy...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:19:25 -0400

bloodbuzz-smartypants replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

happy bday!!!

vrmarshall replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

I think I’m a bit late, but: Happy Birthday!!! ^_^

penguinsstealingsanity replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

rickgomez replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

happy birthday :)

furiandarkling replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEOW MEOW

princedoki replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAYLEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY :DDDDDDDDDDDDD

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.

I’M ACTUALLY REALLY ENJOYING TODAY BEING ALONE. LIKE I JUST SLEPT UNTIL ALMOST NOON AFTER HANGING WITH CHARLIE ALL NIGHT AND THEN MADE BREAKFAST AND WATCHED MOVIES AND MY ROOMMATES MADE ME A CAKE AND WE’RE GOING OUT FOR SUSHI TONIGHT AND GUHGUH SO GOOD!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! <3

Birthday text from girlfriend while watching parks and rec on skype with girlfriend. I love her.

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:30:00 -0400

Birthday text from girlfriend while watching parks and rec on skype with girlfriend.

I love her.

HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:14:10 -0400

I AM OFFICIALLY 20 YEARS OLD RIGHT NOW.

YES HELLO.

HI.

HAPPY FACE.

Photo

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:45:15 -0400

"[Chris Hemsworth] is a big boy, and it’s all real. There’s no CGI. He eats that much chicken, he..."

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 18:41:34 -0400

“[Chris Hemsworth] is a big boy, and it’s all real. There’s no CGI. He eats that much chicken, he lifts all that weight, he kick-boxes, he’s a Muay Thai champion. I mean, to the point where Chris Evans, Jeremy Renner and Robert Downey Jr were reduced to just standing around and touching him.”

- Tom Hiddleston (via clenchuplegolas)

#just standing around and touching him

(via skarletfyre)

When the fuck did Chris/Loki become a thing? (I refuse to use the term ‘FrostAussie’,...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 14:32:38 -0400

When the fuck did Chris/Loki become a thing? (I refuse to use the term ‘FrostAussie’, refuse!)

…And why do I enjoy writing this so much? I mean, it’s utter crack, but still…

In other words, yes I got all your requests, yes I am working on them, but I’m only really doing then during my work hours so I have something to do! Be patient with me, please!

snarksman: Good for you, good for you.

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 11:54:18 -0400

snarksman:

Good for you, good for you.

Photo

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 10:51:25 -0400

A father’s day letter. Dear dad, Thank you for the money and financial support, but that...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 03:38:02 -0400

A father’s day letter.

Dear dad,

Thank you for the money and financial support, but that doesn’t mean I’ll forget the fact that you are an alcoholic who verbally and emotionally abuses all three of your kids and your ex-wife.

It won’t make me forget the fact that you told my mom after Mitchell gets out he’s ‘your problem now’.

It doesn’t excuse the fact that you’ve called me a bitch because I spoke my mind about how you’re an ignorant, homophobic, sexist, asshole.

It doesn’t excuse the fact that you yell and beat us down to get your point across.

It doesn’t make me forget about all the nights you kept us all waiting up at dinner.

Or when I was younger and would cry myself to sleep because I had no idea where my dad was and worried that you were dead somewhere.

Or how you’d leave me at school until it was dark and the only other people left in the parking lot were the janitors.

How I cringe every time I have to talk to you over the phone when I just want to get away.

How as soon as I tell you I’m dating a girl who I met online I fear it will be the end of our relationship all together.

How, if I were to write a book about you, it would be called ‘101 Ways to Open a Beer’ in comparison to the one I would write for mom titled ‘Supermom!’.

How tomorrow I will wish you a happy father’s dad like I should, but deep down I just want to scream at you and tell you all the things you’ve done wrong.

Love,

Your Daughter.

While watching horror movies

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 02:57:35 -0400

Movie: teenagers die
Me: fine
Movie: parents die
Me: fine
Movie: children die
Me: fine
Movie: dog--
Me: I swear to god if anything happens to that dog, I'M going to become the next crazed murderer!

peterlily: Oh, the cleverness of me! Peter is a punk...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 00:37:12 -0400

peterlily:

~~Oh, the cleverness of me!~~

~~Peter is a punk rocker.~~

Aherm. Yeah, this is what I wore to the Disneybound Day at Disneyland (which was full of fun and great people, by the way). Breakdown time, but…

First and foremost, I want to thank whimsicalmela for taking many of these pictures! She was super sweet and offered while we hung out for the day!

All righty, here it goes. Basically, I had to do a sort of punk-ish Peter Pan. What else would the kid be?

The shoes: Picked ‘em up at the Melrose swapmeet. Heck yeah.

The pants: Those were white once. Dyed ‘em.

The shirt: Bought it from a kid who was making these. I think he was starting his company? Either way, my favorite shirt I own.

The vest: Okay, here’s where hours of my life and ounces of blood went into. I butchered an old denim jacket to start, and from there, it was all scratch. The patches were all hand painted and sewn on. I made the hood from some flannel then got some feathers and colored the tips. Sewed those on one-by-one and had to make sure they all stayed flat so they wouldn’t fold and snap. All the star spots on the back were painstakingly pushed in and bent back so they didn’t pop off. On the front, more hand painted patches and the green star panels (more dyed fabric so it’d match everything else). I made several pins like the ones you get at concerts for bands, but instead relating to things of the Neverland variety. Most are self-explanatory, but there’s a few tougher ones in there I’ll let you ponder on. One side is reserved for native american-ish/Tiger Lily stuff, because she’s awesome. Of course, we couldn’t forget Tink! I took a charm Cindy gave me and painted it to put it in a bottle cap. I think that’s it? Yeah, I’m going to say that’s it.

Accessories: I really do love the crocodile. I found myself a ring and made a wrist band out of various pieces of leather and a button I painted to look like an eyeball. The little chevron band is something I made a long time ago, just sort of has all Peter’s colors in it. The rings were part bought, part made. The leather one with the acorn I carved and dyed, and the dagger ring I rigged with a charm I painted. The raven’s claw is kind of a distant reference to a character in Kensington Gardens, but that’s not exactly Disneybound-related so much as just Peter Pan. Lastly, I made a little clip with a bottle full of pixie dust!

P.S. Please don’t hijack/alter/etc the idea. This took a long, long time to construct and is pretty dear to me and all that jazz.

The Dying Detective, His Last Bow

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:53:47 -0400

_{The Dying Detective, His Last Bow}

Same as yesterday! Bored as hell, I have two hours to kill, so send me something to write? Anything,...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 12:52:24 -0400

Same as yesterday! Bored as hell, I have two hours to kill, so send me something to write? Anything, please!

And I see you new followers. There are like, ten of you. You guys must want something written. Give it to meeee!!!

You might not like Superman. You might think he’s over powered, outdated, or whatever...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 22:40:32 -0400

You might not like Superman.

You might think he’s over powered, outdated, or whatever else.

But you still better fucking RESPECT.

I might have just bought one of the SherlockeDCC packages for a birthday present to myself. Oops. I...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 16:59:00 -0400

I might have just bought one of the SherlockeDCC packages for a birthday present to myself. Oops.

I REGRET NOTHING.

i just wanted to say that you are my favourite blog right now and i just found you there now and wow you're an amazing artist and writing and just wow...retreats to beautifully written fanfics

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 16:32:00 -0400

Oh my glob, stop it Anon, you are just too kind!

Ugh, ugh, ugh, I can’t deal with praise! Especially because I haven’t written anything really good in months and just THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU ALL AND I’M SO HAPPY YOU GUYS ALL LOVE MY STORIES AND JUST WANT TO HUG EVERYONE!!!

But seriously, thank you a shit ton, because I just feel like I’m doing something right whenever people like my stuff. Guh.I promise I will keep writing beautiful things for everyone in the future.

Bottom, Up. [Hiddlesworth, request, drabble]

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 13:44:03 -0400

Anon requested Hiddlesworth and bitemarks (with no abuse, I swear that is not the only hiddlesworth I write now…) and it sort of just turned into marking and body worship? Sooo…hope you like it still.

Chris starts when they’re done, because this way he can focus and Tom doesn’t argue. Not that he ever does argue or protest or make it stop. He likes to smile lazily and let out little giggles or gasps depending on where Chris decided to focus next.

It’s quiet. They’re both fucked out laying on the bed, skin cooling and sweat drying. The trembling need from before is gone, without Tom begging and Chris’s dick throbbing he can properly put his full attention to Tom’s body, love it the way he should without desperate need getting in the way.

Today, Chris starts with his knees, because Tom’s legs are still splayed out and it’s so easy to lift one up to kiss softly at the knee cap before dragging his teeth down over skin, pressing his leg up towards his chest until Tom groans with the stretch, muscles aching from their actions only minutes before. He only presses until Tom’s breath hitches and he wriggles slightly to get comfortable while Chris sucks a light mark into the back of his knee.

The skin there is soft, untouched and sensitive, so the pressure of lips makes Tom giggle, laughing softly as his body threatens to jerk his leg out of Chris’s grip or kick him by accident between the eyes. His toes curl uncurl, tense, finally relaxing as Chris moves on to place kisses all the way up to Tom’s thigh.

Here, he gets more serious. The suction he uses is stronger, wanting to really leave a mark on the milky skin. The little snickers quickly turn into sharp inhales of air and quiet whimpers. Chris grips his knee still, presses his leg open further until his hip as rolled and Tom just lays there wide for Chris to mark him.

Bruises rise and blossom quickly under the pale skin, bright reds that edge up to the surface and leave Tom marred. He loves the look of them all days later, when the bright red turns purple, darkens and leaves Tom’s skin looking as if it has gone through a battle.

Chris leaves a patch of three before moving on to Tom’s other thigh, where he worries the skin to do the same. He avoids Tom’s cock, soft and still too sensitive or anymore attention from Chris’s mouth. Once there’s a matching set on the second thigh, Chris pulls back to admire the view.

Tom’s panting now, too used up to get hard again, but his body’s still trying to react all the same with the bright blush that peppers his chest, rising up to his throat and face and the way he’s trembling trying to hold himself together. The way his legs are apart, open, welcoming to anything Chris would like to do to them, has done, will do. Painted with fresh bruises that Chris can’t help but stroke, touch, press into until Tom jerks with the little jolt of sensitivity and pain.

He moves to his hips now, but is gentler with these. The skin and bone and muscle underneath are all still aching from the grip Chris held on them before. He apologizes to each little sharp bone with soft kisses, left then right, as if to say he’s sorry before moving on.

Chris presses his nose into Tom’s stomach, nuzzles against him for a moment and breathing him in. He smells like sex. Like sweat and semen and the edged away scent of soap. It’s almost comforting, that smell, and Chris always finds himself wanting more. So, he lets his tongue drag out, laps into his navel and once more Tom is laughing. Chris can hear the sound in his ears, feeling the quiver of muscle under his tongue. With a hard bite, Chris turns the laughter into a loud gasp, making Tom’s body jerk upright for a second. He does it again and again until there’s angry teeth marks all along Tom’s stomach. He knows some of them will bruise, stay there for a while, so he moves upward once more.

Tom’s nipples are still puffy and swollen from Chris biting and twisting them before, so much like he did with Tom’s hips, he’s gentle. He licks them both in turn and the feeling of it leaves Tom wiggling on the bed, trying to not move too much with the treatment. His hands are tangled in the sheets, gripping, which Chris thinks is too far away so he scrapes his teeth along one of Tom’s nipples, tugging lightly to make Tom gasp once more as his fingers fly up to tangle in Chris’s hair.

He kisses it better so Tom knows that’s exactly what he wanted and his reply in turn in Tom pulling at his hair to show his irritation. It’s Chris’s turn to laugh, chuckling as he looks up for a moment to see a little pout on the other man’s lips. He makes it up to Tom by sucking a mark into his collar bone. It’s beautiful the way Tom arches up into it, moans, pressing his twitching cock to Chris’s thigh to get just a little bit more stimulation.

Tom’s throat is another story entirely. Chris never saves it for last, because he can’t help himself from marking it up first. Instead, he takes his time to perfect all the marks like they’re artwork. He darkens bruises further, making blood splotch under Tom’s skin to spread out and ache once more. He bites down on older marks, making sure his teeth are indented into skin deep enough to last. In some spots he runs his tongue, soothing skin that broke and bled under the pressure of his canines.

It leaves Tom moaning, gasping, turning into the love and turning away from the aches as his mind and body argue with each other whether they want all the attention or not. Tom’s growing more tired as time passes, his eyes heavy, and he lets out a little groan to show this, even though he doesn’t stop Chris, just lets him continue until he’s satisfied.

Luckily it doesn’t last much longer. The pathway ends on Tom’s lips, to which Chris kisses him long, slow, in a lazy manner that doesn’t require too much effort and Tom happily kisses back.

Afterwards, when they’re both breathless and too tired to much of anything else, Tom gathers Chris up into his arms and combs his fingers through his hair, content when Chris finally falls asleep and Tom can do the same.

Prompts?

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 12:10:07 -0400

I have three hours of work left and am literally falling asleep at my desk.

Send me things to write? Questions? Something?

thetigersouttathebag replied to your post: A Knot in Your Throat [Jimcest/Severich] This made...

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 22:06:44 -0400

thetigersouttathebag replied to your post: A Knot in Your Throat [Jimcest/Severich]

This made me cry so damn hard.

I would say I’m sorry, but I’m totally not.

°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

anaeolist: cute was inwented in russia

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 21:02:00 -0400

anaeolist:

cute was inwented in russia

To Keep On Anyway.

bloodbuzz-smartypants replied to your post: HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY. happy...

Birthday text from girlfriend while watching parks and rec on skype with girlfriend. I love her.

HELLO FRIENDS IT IS OFFICIALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

Photo

"[Chris Hemsworth] is a big boy, and it’s all real. There’s no CGI. He eats that much chicken, he..."

When the fuck did Chris/Loki become a thing? (I refuse to use the term ‘FrostAussie’,...

snarksman: Good for you, good for you.

Photo

A father’s day letter. Dear dad, Thank you for the money and financial support, but that...

While watching horror movies

peterlily: Oh, the cleverness of me! Peter is a punk...

The Dying Detective, His Last Bow

Same as yesterday! Bored as hell, I have two hours to kill, so send me something to write? Anything,...

You might not like Superman. You might think he’s over powered, outdated, or whatever...

I might have just bought one of the SherlockeDCC packages for a birthday present to myself. Oops. I...

i just wanted to say that you are my favourite blog right now and i just found you there now and wow you're an amazing artist and writing and just wow...*retreats to beautifully written fanfics*

Bottom, Up. [Hiddlesworth, request, drabble]

Prompts?

thetigersouttathebag replied to your post: A Knot in Your Throat [Jimcest/Severich] This made...

anaeolist: cute was inwented in russia

i just wanted to say that you are my favourite blog right now and i just found you there now and wow you're an amazing artist and writing and just wow...retreats to beautifully written fanfics