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—J. D Mcclatchy, from Late Night Ode

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Source: naked color

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“I know better than anyone that I’m more accustomed / to holding a knife / than holding someone’s hand.”

— Meggie Royer, from “Psych Ward Lover,” Potions for Witches the Boys Couldn’t Burn

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𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 .   (   a  collection  of  usfw  prompts  taken  from  some  tags  used  on  ao3 .  mature  themes  are  obviously  present ,   add  “ + reverse ”  to  reverse  roles .  )

﹟ wet dream﹕  receiver  has  a  wet  dream  about  sender . ﹟ rough sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  rough  sex . ﹟ fight sex﹕  a  fight  between  sender  &  receiver  turns  into  sex . ﹟ shower sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  the  shower . ﹟ oral sex﹕  sender  goes  down  on  receiver . ﹟ pillow talk﹕  receiver  dirty  talks  to  sender . ﹟ possessive sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  heated  sex  after  one  was  jealous . ﹟ praise kink﹕  receiver  indulges  sender’s  praise  kink . ﹟ office sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  an  office  setting . ﹟ sloppy makeouts﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  a  heavy  makeout  session . ﹟ coming in pants﹕  sender  causes  receiver  to  come  in  their  clothes . ﹟ secret relationship﹕  sender  &  receiver  sneak  around  to  have  sex . ﹟ lingerie﹕  sender  wears  lingerie  for  receiver . ﹟ hair - pulling﹕  sender  pulls  receiver’s  hair  during  sex . ﹟ aftercare﹕  sender  provides  aftercare  to  receiver  following  sex . ﹟ dry humping﹕  sender  ruts  against  receiver  while  dressed . ﹟ revenge sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  to  get  back  at  someone . ﹟ fluff and smut﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  fluffy  domestic  sex  . ﹟ sexual roleplay﹕  sender  &  receiver  play  out  a  scenario  in  the  bedroom . ﹟ casual sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  casual ,  no - strings  sex  . ﹟ hate sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  heated  hate  sex . ﹟ resolved sexual tension﹕ s ender  kisses  receiver  to  break  the  sexual  tension . ﹟ light bondage﹕  sender  restrains  receiver’s  hands  during  intimacy . ﹟ vibrators﹕  sender  stimulates  receiver  with  a  vibrating  toy . ﹟ stripping﹕  sender  sensually  undresses  for  the  receiver . ﹟ body worship﹕  sender  worships  the  receiver  sexually . ﹟ temperature play﹕  sender  &  receiver  bring  ice  into  the  bedroom . ﹟ biting﹕  sender  bites  receiver  intimately  during  sex . ﹟ bath sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  take  an  intimate  bath  together . ﹟ finger sucking﹕  sender  puts  their  fingers  to  receiver's  lips  during  sex . ﹟ edgeplay﹕  sender  tells  receiver  not  to  come  until  they’re  allowed . ﹟ mirror sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  front  of  a  mirror . ﹟   pet names﹕  sender  uses  a  sweet  name  for  receiver  during  sex .

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Person A: Shut up.

Person B: I didn’t say anything.

Person A: Keep it that way.

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healthy coping mechanism are so boring like bitch I don’t want to color I want to do drugs

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faceached​:

stu’s  blood-filled  corneas  obstructed  the  view  of  his  gaze  narrowing. it  was  difficult  for  most  to  tell  there  he  was  looking  from  far  observation ;  though  up  close,  possibly  sitting  shoulder  to  shoulder  if  he  asked,  you  could  see  the  deep  red,  almost  black  remnants  of  what  used  to  be  bright  blue  irises  surrounded  by  bloodshot  whites. he  didn’t  mind  talking  about  how  it  came  to  be,  though  he  preferred  that  those  he  spoke  to  didn’t  point  it  out. he  already  accept  it  as  part  of  who  he  was  even  though  it  deviated  normal  perceptions.

   even  so,  his  ability  to  see  was  not  completely  lost. he  recognized  the  young  man  in  front  of  him  from  other  classes  and  brisk  walks  across  campus. he  kept  a  hand  around  the  guitar  neck  and  let  the  other  support  the  side  of  the  body. a  smirk  and  a  wide  smile  revealed  his  crooked  bottom  teeth  and  the  two  that  were  missing  in  the  front.

   “  lost  yer  nerve  ?  “  he  scoffed,  licking  his  lips. he  finally  lifted  the  guitar  to  prop  it  up  against  the  edge  of  the  couch. he  pushed  himself  forward  from  the  leather  cushion,  slowly  revealing  the  extremities  of  his  height  as  he  stood  on  his  feet. “  seen  you  ‘round  before  ,  “  he  started,  shoving  his  hands  in  the  back  pockets  of  his  jeans  as  if  he  were  digging  for  something. his  cockney  accent  was  thick  in  his  voice. “  but  can’t  say  i  know  yer  name. ‘m  goin’  to  have  a  cig  —  you  fixin’  to  join  ?“

  he  pulled  out  a  small  box  and  flipped  the  lid  over,  only  to  pluck  a  cigarette  from  the  casing  as  he  approached  the  man  watching  him. “  ‘m  stu. my  mates  call  me  2d,  but  it  don’t  really  matter  t’me  what  yew  say. “

“ ...Stu, I... like that... Stu,” Aphelios repeats, eyes flickering over the room slowly as though scanning. A small pause as he grins, and shakes his head to rid his own mind of his racing, messy thoughts. “ I hope it’s alright I call you Stu, I’m Aphelios but my friends call me Phel, so... Whatever is easiest to remember.” The person introduces themselves with a bow and curtsy before inhaling although slowly, as if hesitating to speak in such a space as delicate & oddly beautiful and cozy as his.

“ I appreciate your kindness... It’s not something I’m used to, so not sure how to reply at all... but thank you so much. ” He smiles- actually smiles err to ear, a soft look blossoming across his face along with the tinge of red at his ears. In turn, making his eyes crinkle at the corners and smile lines show at last.

" I smoke, yeah and um, other things ... I do dabble... ” A small teasing snort as he adds- “I don’t know much about music or anything, but- ah, sorry. Weird of me to say but- I enjoy your melodies, and your... voice...” He gestures with his hands, as if clutching onto something he can’t quite grasp or place. Which isn’t far out- he just can’t communicate his feelings well, but Aphelios tries his best.

“ You just seemed cool, and so chill... Seen a poster on campus for a band and figured why not ?” He tilts his head to the right, bangs falling over blue eyes as he attempts to push the tresses back to where they were.

“ So, do you like menthol or regular ?”

A silent moment before he feels obligated to ask: ” ... You’re cool with weed, yeah ?”

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long fingers plucked the bronze strings lining the neck of 2D’s guitar, calloused fingertips unbothered by the metal windings from his practice over the years. the acoustics filled the room as he became immersed in the sounds sent through the top of the mahogany wood; he hummed, tapped his foot, and only broke his concentration when he noticed there was another presence in the doorway of his room. “ oh — “ he said, embarrassed that he hadn’t noticed sooner. “ ‘m sorry … d’you need somefin’ ? “

An awkward smile spreads across Aphelios’ face, hands clenching onto the guitar case handle ever so tightly. He feels embarrassed for his own self and now that the blue haired man is quite literally asking him for an answer... Quickly he explains, but not before he laughs. He almost winces at the high pitched laugh he emits, but he doesn’t show his disdain for his own voice as he nods, clearing his throat.

“Yes,” He croaks out, voice hoarse and tired, so strained and yet... Timid. There was a band he had in mind; he had the lyrics, the voice just not... The right melody- and who else to ask than the well known guitarist of the university.

“I um, I heard you played guitar so... Since  we never spoke yet, figured I’d break the ice.” 

A pause.

“Sorry, I should’ve asked first, but your door was open, and heard the pretty tune so... wanted to say hi before I lost my nerve.”

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“this character is not canonically bisexual” to YOU. i know them personally

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something holy inside you wants to get out but you can’t let it

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[She] seemed not at all concerned by the amount of love she had to give. Her reach was enormous. She had the ability to make large groups of people feel loved by her. Her affection was like sunlight, and it could fill an entire room.

When We Lost Our Heads, Heather O’Neill (via spindleprick)

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Alejandra Pizarnik, from Selected Poems; “Memories from the Little House of Song”

Text ID: I won’t say it. Even I, or above all I, betray myself. […] I have silenced my soul. I no longer know how to speak. I can no longer speak.

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oc x canon is so superior idc idc it just is.  the creativity it involves is unmatched.  canon x canon is so easy like you already know how they exist around each other.  but oc x canon?  you are building that shit yourselves.  even better when the fandoms aren’t even related like you wild dog you’ve done it again! look at u go 

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Ingeborg Bachmann, from Malina

Text ID: I would fall back into bad habits, [...] drink and destroy, think destructively, destroy everything and then some...

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙.

you've been hurt. what you're doing is wrong. there is no doubt. but it's what you need to do. you were not going to roll over and let it just happen. so you did what you had to. and you will continue doing what you had to. when you die, its with fury in your eyes. your opponent says you're stubborn, having kept this up for this long. you laugh, and spit in their face. you curse them until your very last breath.

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