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I feel like Transgender Day of Visability (March 31) is going to get overlooked this year considering the circumstances. I’d like every trans and nonbinary person who sees this to know I am proud of you for existing. Just because we’re in the middle of a pandemic doesn’t mean you were forgotten. :)
obsessed with stories that start out silly and stupid and then turn out to be deep and heartbreaking in their beauty. like okay, make me cry at midnight while i reflect on the true meaning of friendship i guess
Having Fun While Phrogging - Alec (I See You 2019) 18+
I’m so nervous about this election dude, so I wrote this to help ease my nerves I guess. Warning: Smut at the end
NSFW...DON”T JUDGE ME>
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Phrogging was exhilarating, for obvious reasons. The thrill of breaking into a house at the perfect time, living in someone else’s house right under their nose...the thrill of possibly being caught.
While it was a hobby that keep you on your toes constantly, it was also a way of life for some people. Specially you.
You had been couch hopping for a few months before finding out about phrogging. You instantly fell in love with the idea. It definitely was more appealing than being a burden to some friend’s couch.
It didn’t take you long to get the hang of it. You had a pattern: find a rich person’s house, break in when they weren’t home, and stay for a few days before finding the next house. Pretty simple plan.
You were pretty much homeless, thus the phrogging. Your friend Alec was pretty much the only person that ever invited you to live with him so you didn’t have to couch hop, but again, you didn’t want to be a burden.
Once he heard that you engaged in phrogging, he wanted in. He wanted in so bad, and you had no idea why he’d want to even try the lifestyle.
He hounded you so much, and frankly, it was fucking annoying. So you obliged for once and just let him tag along for the ride. Just once.
But Alec had a condition. You had to laugh. HE had a condition? For fuck’s sake.
Alec wanted to choose the house.
You admitted that you was kinda tried of choosing which houses to temporarily live in. So, you were fine with it.
Alec chose the Harper’s.
To be honest, you hated the Harper’s. They were stuck up, so rich they didn’t know what to do with their money. Spending it all on bullshit, keeping it all to themselves. You never even heard and saw them to anything for charity in their miserable lives. Oh yeah, and the husband gave you the creeps.
You didn’t want to live at the Harper’s, even for a few days. Mostly because you were afraid of trashing the place, and that wasn’t how phrogging worked. But, oh well.
The thrill welled up quickly inside you as you waited for Mrs. Harper’s car to pull out of the driveway.
You and Alec quickly ran to the house, entering through the closing garage door. A pretty clean execution.
“Whoa, we did it!” Alec grinned at you widely.
“Yeah, we did.” You laughed breathlessly. “Well, shall we explore our new home?” You smirked.
You and Alec entered the house out of the garage, it was huge and absolutely gorgeous. “Jesus Christ, these people are fucking loaded.”
“No shit.” Alec sneered.
You walked to the large windows that took up almost half the wall, looking out to the ocean. “Look at the view! That’s so nice.” You awed.
“They don’t deserve this.” Alec mumbled, but you overheard and chuckled.
You and Alec parted ways to explore your temporary home, ascending the stairs to see just how nice the bedrooms probably were.
You furrowed your brows when you saw just how many pictures this family hung on their walls. It was off putting, mostly because your parents never did that kind of thing. Like, ever.
“Hey.”
“Ah!” You yelled, seeing Alec behind you. “You scared me!”
“Not my fault you were staring off into space. Why were you looking at these creepy photos anyways?”
You shrugged, laughing it off nervously. “I don’t know. It’s just odd.”
Alec grinned. “Right?”
The house just seemed to keep going and going, you were sure you’d get lost in a house this big. You went to the right, Alec going off by himself. You climbed yet another set of stairs, entering a bedroom. You chuckled as you saw the bed. It looked like it hadn’t been slept in for years.
You took a look around the room, seeing a little door. You opened it to see a storage/attic area. Perfect...
“Alec! I think I found our room!” You called out, walking down to find Alec already walking up the stairs. “Guest room.” You giggled, throwing yourself on the bed.
As soon as your body made contact, a layer of dust seemed to bounce off. You coughed, then chuckled at the situation. “The sheets are covered in a layer of dust!” You laughed.
“Didn’t you say we had to sleep somewhere out of sight?” Alec asked.
“Oh, yeah!” You stood up from the bed, skipping over the that little door. “At night, we shall sleep in here.” You said in an atrocious fake British accent, and opened the door.
Alec cringed at the accent, but entered the attic anyway. He looked around and sighed. “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
You grinned. “Nope.” You frowned when you felt your stomach growl, Alec sent a questioning look your way. “Mm, I’m hungry.”
You descending the stairs and made your way to the kitchen without another word. You didn’t bother to look if Alec was following you, your body needed sustenance asap.
After making a bowl of cereal, you went back upstairs but seeing Alec was nowhere to be found. You shrugged it off, as at this time of day, it was safe to walk around without fear of getting caught. You just hoped he wouldn’t break anything.
You sat with your back to the door, eating your food and invested in some magazine that had been laying on the nightstand. You didn’t even notice Alec walking up the stairs.
You screamed when Alec yelled in your ear and shaking your shoulders. You turned and almost screamed again when you saw the creepy ass mask he was wearing. “What the hell is wrong with you?! Stop scaring me!” You whined, trying to slow your heartbeat down.
Alec wore a shit eating grin when he took off the mask, clearly amused by your panic. “Sorry.” He laughed, clearly not sorry. “You were just so distracted and it was the perfect opportunity!”
You rolled your eyes, trying to hide a smile as you would’ve done the same thing if given a chance. “Okay, okay...it was a little funny.”
Alec smiled and poked your cheek. “Right?”
You pushed Alec slightly, trying to hide the rosiness of your cheeks. “Just don’t do it again, okay?”
Alec placed his hand over his heart in fake offence. “I would do no such thing!”
You simply just smiled in response, causing Alec to smile back at you.
For a moment, you and Alec just stayed there, softly smiling at each other. You couldn’t help but glance down at his lips a few times, causing Alec to smirk and lean closer to you. “You know,” Alec started, “I’m sure things will get quite boring staying here all day with nothing to do.”
“Oh, yeah? Well, I heard that only boring people get bored.”
“Oh, so you think I’m boring?” Alec grinned.
“Absolutely.” You teased playfully.
You gasped as Alec pinned you to the bed, him hovering over you. “I’ll just have to fix that, won’t I?”
You tried not to squirm as Alec traced his long slender fingers down your torso, making their way to the hem of your shirt and lifting it up gently. His cold fingers made you shiver, but it was nice. “You’re always so cold.” You giggled.
“Don’t worry, they’ll get warmed up soon.”
Alec leaned down, gently placing his lips on top of yours as he grazed your bra covered breast. You moaned quietly as he squeezed the fatty flesh, caressing your face gently as he continued moving his lips against yours.
You tried to relax, trying not to think about the possibility of getting caught by the owners of the home. But hey, that’s part of the fun right?
You helped Alec remove your shirt, revealing your black bra. You smirked when you saw him lick his lips at the sight of you, making you feel confident about your endowment. You lifted yourself off the bed slightly and unclipped your bra. Alec immediately taking a nipple into his mouth as soon as the under clothing was off.
Alec’s mouth made you sigh in pleasure, making your head spin as he bit you and pulled lightly.
Everything was happening so fast that you didn’t even realize the hand that was traveling down and into your jeans. You gasped as Alec gently rubbed your most sensitive spot, him smirking down at you as you squirmed in pleasure.
“You like that, huh?” He teased, you only gave him a hurried nod. “Sorry, what was that? I didn’t hear you.”
“Yes, Alec! I love it.” You cried out, not wanting him to stop.
Alec leaned down to passionately kiss you again, and you could feel him proudly smirking against you.
You sighed as Alec pushed one of his long fingers inside you, curling his fingers and hitting the right place. You moaned loudly as he pushed in and out of you, rubbing your clit at the same time with his thumb at a vigorous pace.
You gripped his bicep roughly, feeling that you needed to hold on to something as you felt yourself quickly climbing to your peak. “Fuck, Alec-” You whined, involuntarily thrusting up against his hand as the pleasure became insanely intense. “Please, don’t stop.”
Alec smiled softly as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, grasping at his long dirty blonde hair. He watched your face intently, seeing how your eyebrows furrowed together, how you bit your lip harshly, and feeling you cling onto him like you never wanted to let him go.
Alec sped up his pace even faster, making you moan loudly as you felt your climax building and building fast due to his talented fingers.
“Alec, I’m gonna- fuck!” You cried, your eyes tearing up as intense burning heat flowed throughout your entire body. Your legs shaking as the waves of your orgasm hit you in a tidal wave of ecstasy.
Alec pulled his fingers away to not overstimulate you, him bringing up his other hand to push away some of your hair that had gotten in your face.
You goofily smiled up at him, your eyes glazed over from the intensity. You were about to lean up to kiss him, but you both suddenly heard a door slam.
You both jumped up out of the bed, quickly grabbing your discarded clothes and hiding in your designated base. A few minutes later, you finally let out a sigh in relief, thankful you didn’t get caught.
You quickly put your bra and shirt back on, eliciting a whine from Alec. “What?” You grinned.
Alec shrugged and pouted. “I didn’t even get to fuck you.”
You smiled bashfully. “Don’t worry, we have all the time in the world.”
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Tbh I felt like I had to add a GIF cause some people might confuse this Alec with another Alec from Shadowhunters (?? never saw the show so) I don’t know if I’ll add GIFs to future posts tho, maybe I will
With a Little Help—Chapter Two
John Deacon x Reader
Summary: A soulmate AU in which you don’t know who your soulmate is until after you both have fallen in love. While you’re searching everywhere for your soulmate you fail to see that he could very well be right in front of you.
Word Count: 3.7k
A/N: Here is chapter two!! I’m really enjoying writing this and I hope you enjoy this chapter !! Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list and I’ll gladly do so :))
chapter one chapter three chapter four chapter five chapter six
John had tried to place the exact moment when he had officially and totally fallen in love with you many times, but he simply couldn’t. He thought maybe it was the time he first saw you, or maybe when you first shared a heart-to-heart talk over coffee after class; but it wasn’t that easy. Many nights were spent mulling over this loaded question, and he had yet to come to a definitive conclusion. He figured it had happened gradually, or maybe that it was something that had always been there for the time he knew you and he just didn’t realize it. He knew it was possible to have that innate feeling, to just know that it was meant to be. His parents had claimed the very same thing happened with them, and he had been skeptical of their story until it happened to him. And maybe that was the best explanation for how he came to love you he would ever get, that his body and soul knew before his mind did, and one day he finally caught up.
While this answer was hardly satisfying, things rarely were when it came to his feelings for you. You didn’t come with a manual or textbook he could study, no matter how much he wished you had. As much as he hated listening about the dates with other guys you would go on, it did provide him with useful information. He knew your favorite flowers, how fast was too fast when it came to the progression of the relationship itself, what a good first date was, and many more small bits of information he had been collecting over the last year and a half. None of this told him quite how to make you look at him like you like the love of your life and not your best friend, though.
But he was getting ahead of himself.
Keep reading
okay but what if i wanna just show it who’s boss? what if i want to send a message
My math teacher did NOT just tell me she read the Harry Potter FanFiction "Manacled"
My math teacher did NOT just tell me she read the Harry Potter FanFiction "Manacled"
@kisame-hoshigaki-rp
presentation and personal hygiene, shine those pearly whites - Submitted by tinyheads
#121221 #6EBCE3 #89D3FF #4EE8C1 #48D6B2
Just wanna say, I will claim any and all beings for my own ethnicity as long as they/you/it/etc are not racist, against our alphabet mafia, or harm animals or other people (with the exception of k1nks cuz we don’t shame here)
Hurtful Things {Fili x Mixed!F! Reader}
Request by @sciencethot: I think I've told you I'm mixed, black/ white, yeah? It's not easy. Constantly being told we don't belong or we're not whatever we're mixed with, so for me, I'm constantly told I'm not black but I'm also told I'm not white. Well today someone I know and have to interact with for the next two months at least for my internship, posted a pic the summed up to be "mixed kids bad and only last to the eraser of black people. Only have black kids''. And it kinda made me go back to that place of hating myself and how I look and wanting to just get rid of my skin to be fully black... at least my thick, fluffy hair, nose, and lips would make sense and I won't hear whispers from people..I guess...i guess I just want to ask for a comfort fic for Thorin or Bilbo or Fili comforting their f/so in a similar situation. She's heard it all her life and just buried it and let it out alone but one day can't anymore after she hears someone close to saying the same things.
Note: I am so sorry you are having to deal with this, my dear, I wish I could change the world so you never have to hear anything like that again. I hope this fic helps even if it is just a little bit. I love you, keep your head up. You are gorgeous!
The world seemed heavy on your shoulders as you trudged down the hallway to your bedding chambers. Catching your reflection in the window, you couldn’t help but grimace as you recalled the words of your coworker. Remarks about your skin weren’t uncommon, but oh boy were they not welcomed as they were not kind and complimenting ones, but rather cruel jabs about your mixed features and skin tone.
Feeling your lip tremble, you sighed, shutting your eyes as tears began to fill them. You couldn’t take it anymore. You didn’t fit in anywhere, it seemed. You thought moving into Erebor with Fili would make it better, after all, all the dwarves you came across were very friendly and kind. Until you saw how cruel they could be, pointing out the differences between you and them and how different your darker skin was from theirs, but not similar enough to the ‘true’ black people that they have come across during their trades in human-dominated towns.
You weren’t white, you weren’t black. You weren’t a dwarf. You weren’t worthy--
Your thoughts were cut off as Fili carefully touched your shoulder, having been calling your name for a while and receiving no response worried him to no end.
“Oh, dear…” The words slipped out of his mouth as you looked into his eyes, your lips tugged into a frown as you struggled to keep the tears from falling.
“C’mon, let’s get you inside.” Fili motioned toward your bedding chamber doors, knowing how much you despised crying in a public area where anyone could see your walls come down and vulnerability come forth.
“What happened?” Fili couldn’t help but question as the door softly shut behind you two, your arms now wrapped around his form and your face tucked into his neck as you began to cry, releasing all the anguish you’ve held in for so long.
“I don’t belong…” You whimpered out, clutching onto him tighter as you recalled your coworker's words once more before explaining to Fili what happened today at the shop you worked at.
“Mixed children are always bad, it erases the true ethnicity of the person. You should only have children of your race. After all...” The woman looked over to you, an eyebrow raised to emphasize her point.
“She said that to you?” Fili felt anger rise in his belly, the woman's closed-mindedness leaving a bitter taste in his mouth as he rubbed your back up and down.
Remembering how upset you were, Fili shook his head. Now was not the time to question you on if you wanted him to do anything about it, this was the time to give you what you needed. Comfort and reassurance.
Walking further into the room with you in his arms, Fili sat on the bed, his heart-melting as you sat in his lap, clinging to him.
“You do belong,” His words were soft as he gently rubbed your skin, admiring its tone. “You are magnificent and cherished, a symbol of love between two people.” He peppered kisses on your temple, moving to kiss down your cheeks until he reached your full lips.
“These lips, full and soft, carry your words into the room and do not deserve to be hated. They form the phrases of your mind, which are not to be taken lightly. ” Fili spoke before pressing a kiss to them before carrying on his kisses, this time going upward.
“This hair, airy and fluffy, also does not deserve to be hated. It protects the sensitive skin of your scalp and responds to stimuli, sensing movement and vibration. Sometimes protecting you more than anything else…” He pressed a gentle kiss to your hairline.
Pulling back to look at you, you were momentarily stunned by the love in his eyes as he rubbed his thumb on your cheek.
“Your skin,” Fili paused, taking a moment to view your beauty, a soft smile on his face.
“Beautiful and glowing, protecting you against the elements all the while regulating your body temperature to keep you healthy and safe… A true sight to behold, your beauty.” He murmured, almost as if talking to himself as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek.
“I know what she said hurt you, deeply,” Fili began, absentmindedly stroking your cheek again as you leaned into his touch.
“And I know her words aren’t new, which I wish I could magically go back in time and prevent every single remark like that being spoken to you,” You couldn’t help but grin at his protective nature as he continued to ramble.
“But no matter what she says, or what anyone says, you are magnificent. I will never understand the “mixed” experience that you have every day of your life, but I will be here to remind you that you do belong and that your features are your own. Regardless of the physical makeup of those around you, your features make sense. Why? Because they are yours, and no one will ever be you but you.”
Fili brought you into a hug, and this time you felt uplifted by his words rather than crushed by the weight of the hurtful words from before.
“So, my dear, cry if you need to, but know you belong and are worthy of being yourself.”
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To all the autistic ppl/ppl that are sensitive to loud noises. Have a good 4th of July, and what I mean by 'have a good 4th of July' I mean wear your damn noise canceling headphones
Cooking something....
I keep thinking about your post you made about Eskel wanting to do shrooms and be one with the forest and now I just keep thinking what Eskel is like when he can be that Wild Child, he’s had enough hard time on the path now it’s time to relax, what are your thoughts on that? Because I’ve been wanting to share (hi btw!!)
Howdy!!
I just wanna say, ABSOLUTELY. HE DESERVES SOME TIME OFF. HE DESERVES TO GO CRAZY!!! He’s the craziest out of all the wolves when he lets go but he’s just better at mellowing it down. That’s exactly the reason I mad the post and I’m so glad people have been expanding on it. He’s absolutely nuts. He could be competition for Vesemir’s crazy as a young Witcher.
Tell me all the important stuff: What’s your favourite colour? What made you so tough?
