Me Fighting For My Life When I Open Tumblr And See 5+ Pornbots Following Me

Me fighting for my life when I open Tumblr and see 5+ pornbots following me

Me after I've reported, blocked and spammed them.

because i love y’all, i’m sharing my family’s recipe for apple tea (traditional fall/winter drink in west asia, turkey, and many areas of the balkans)

it’s like a more delicate version of apple cider and i basically live off of this stuff when the weather starts to cool!

Apple Tea (for two)

1 large apple or 2 small, shredded (you can use a cheese grater)

3 cups water

1-2 cinnamon sticks

2-3 pc clove (optional)

honey to taste

1 tsp of lemon juice (add at end)

green tea (optional! the lebanese version usually calls for green tea but i actually prefer it without. up to you!)

throw it all in a pot and let it simmer on a low temperature for an hour or so. while it’s simmering, it will also make your home smell delicious! (if you make it with green tea, add the tea at the end, about five minutes before taking it off the heat so the flavor doesn’t become bitter from oversteeping). strain into your cups and enjoy hot.

end result:

Formerly: theretroloverofmusic/ Elvira the Seductress

To all of the peeps who follow, I will try to post as best I can. Years of writer block and insecurity have led me to think I can't write. I have written some chapters to a story inspired by a post. I will do what I can to upload it. I sorta need help with moving forward in chapter 4. It will be a Modern Au! Haytham Kenway x Maid! Reader fic.

My name is songs by:

Mad about the boy - Dinah Washington

Cherry Wine -Nas ft. Amy Winehouse

Help Yourself - Amy Winehouse

My Ko-Fi

My recent playlist on my YouTube Channel where I make playlists. I have two Bucky Barnes playlist rn, working on the final one.

Taking a Break (Smut)

Haytham x gn!Reader | Commission by @enby-coffin

Prompt: I’m interested in a Haytham x gn!reader. Most fanfics I see of him, he’s always suave and flirtatious, but I’d like to see one where the reader initiates the romance. Cause he’s a workaholic and doesn’t want to take the time to meet people.

Note: MAN I’M SO NERVOUS TO POST THIS - Commissions are open!

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“I just have a little more work to finish.”

“And what about your other responsibilities?” You huffed, “Like me?”

Haytham slunk back in his chair, one arm resting on the chair and the other propped on its elbow with his fingers alongside his face. The way he draped himself on the chair shot a sense of arousal through you. The sigh he let out was followed by your name. You were leaning on his desk, looking over him. The light of the candle danced on his face. He seemed to have his own glow. The light of the moon accompanied the candlelight illuminating the room. Window open, the soft breeze brushed his hairs, tied loosely in his red hair tie. Haytham himself was keen on concentrating. He noticed your eyes gazing around at him, a smirk tugged at his lips and so he held his hand out for you. Pushing yourself off the desk, you finally turned to stand before him. Taking his hand, his eyes traced over your figure before darting back at your own eyes. With a tug you made him stand up, one hand cupping your face whilst the other wrapped around your waist. He watched as you inched your face closer, a soft peck. He whispered your name before pecks became kisses. His lips were ever so gentle on your own, but for you it wasn’t enough. So you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him further into you. The kisses were strong and wet. Slight groans melted into your lips as your hands travelled down his body.

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