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You

you simile at her from the drivers seat of your car

she smiles back

you die a little inside

you hand her your phone so she can chose the music

she chooses your favorite songs

you die to the beat of the music

you tell her to pick a speed any speed

she picks the fastest your little car can go

you die a little faster

you put a hand on the gearshift so she can hold it if she wants

she holds your hand

you die to the beat of her heart

you pull over to the side of the road

she pulls you into her space

you die a little hopeful

you kiss her the way you’ve dreamed of since she first got in your car

she kisses back

you come back to life

this was copied directly from my notes app i apologize for it not being formatted well

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Remus in Track Shorts

I lost a bet to @prefectmoony and my payment was to write her 600 words of wolfstar. She wrote Remus in track shorts in her She's All That AU and then cruelly took it away, but the image has been living in my head rent free since then, so that's what she fucking gets!! Fucking track shorts smut under the fucking bleachers!!!

Massive thanks to @misianoir and @princecessnales for looking this over for me!

Sirius has officially determined, after Remus' third lap, that whoever invented track shorts should be taken out back and shot.

muggle college AU, 741 words, rated E, rimming & public sex

Sirius has officially determined, after Remus' third lap, that whoever invented track shorts should be taken out back and shot.

They're far too short. It's...impractical, is what it is. He half expects Remus' prick to flop out at any moment and annihilate a passing bird in the process. Not that he's watching for it, per se. But if he saw it, he wouldn't be surprised. And there's something about the rich gold color of them, trimmed with maroon, that makes his arse look so...round. The fabric clings to its curve, and the hemline runs just below those plump cheeks, cupping them sweetly.

Remus Lupin is on the verge of a public indecency charge and no one else seems to give a flying fuck. Can't anyone see him? The entire bloody Gryffindor University track team is out here, but somehow only Remus' shorts look like that.

"Meet me under the bleachers after practice," Sirius mutters, catching Remus' arm at the side of the track before he can go flying past again. Remus merely lifts his eyebrows in response, then shakes free and continues on his way.

Half an hour later, Sirius finds himself on his knees in the dirt, running his thumbs along the very hemline responsible for the absolute mess of a state he's been in since he arrived at practice.

"I'm all sweaty," Remus says, halfway to a whine. Sirius ignores him, thumbs slipping up toward the crevice of Remus' arse but finding a barrier blocking his way.

"What's this?"

"The pants are built in. Breathable, but secure. Y'know." Remus wiggles his arse in Sirius' face. It is not helpful.

"That's how you keep your cock from flying out and hitting random passersby?" Sirius nudges his nose up, now, following his fingers, inhaling the salty, musky scent of Remus' inner thighs after two hours of arduous exercise, like the sand and the sea and the sun itself. Remus scoffs.

"I hardly think I'm in danger of—oh." Remus cuts off as Sirius' fingers pull the fabric aside, freeing him from its tight confines. Sirius had already stopped listening, distracted by the weight of Remus' balls suddenly hanging in front of his face. His mouth drops open automatically and he takes them in with pleasure, laving his tongue, hand finding Remus' half-hard prick and rubbing with purposeful fingers. The bleachers squeak as Remus' grip on them overhead tightens. "Padfoot—"

"Shh," Sirius shushes him, muffled up against his arse. Remus is thickening in his hand, hips jutting back. A tremor runs through Remus' thighs; Sirius' lips curve into a grin. "Must be hard to stay standing after such a hard workout."

Remus might have meant to respond, but Sirius' tongue finds his hole, and he gasps instead. Sirius works Remus' cock slowly, enjoying every whimper and shaky breath above him, knowing how hard Remus must be trying to stay quiet. All his teammates left after practice, but that doesn't mean someone won't randomly come by.

Sirius finds his other hand free to slide up the outside of Remus' thigh, all the way up under the bunched up shorts, thumb stretching toward the center to keep his cheeks spread for Sirius' tongue. He likes to experience the complete picture of Remus falling to pieces beneath him, likes the softness of his supple skin and the way his body responds so beautifully to every flick of his wrist or touch of his lips.

Remus never lasts long with Sirius' full attention on him like this. Soon, his entire body is shaking as he unravels, coming hard in his shorts. His hole flutters on Sirius' mouth, like he's trying to pull him inside, and Sirius works his cock until he feels Remus' muscles relax and his body slump. The sound of Remus' low, breathy moan curls its way down Sirius' body, a gentle licking heat. Sirius presses one last kiss to his arse cheek and rubs up under his shorts before climbing off his knees regretfully. Remus instantly falls back against his chest.

"That was entirely out of order," Remus grumbles, turning his head into Sirius' neck. His hair tickles Sirius' skin, tingles spreading out from its light touch.

"Those shorts are entirely out of order," Sirius barks back. "Going to give a man a bloody heart attack one of these days. Christ, I can't stand you sometimes, Moony."

Undermining his words, Sirius kisses Remus' hair and holds him just a little bit tighter.

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So, short recap of this hell of a week

- starting with the US elections being the most dramatic ones ever

- Trump declares himself winner literal days before we get an official result

- The whole world's waiting for friggin Nevada to count their votes

- Trump wants to stop counting the votes, but at the same time not. He's confused, wants to involve the supreme court. Unclear why.

- with everyone's eyes still glued to Nevada, the CW airs a new episode of Supernatural, casually kicking the entirety of tumblr back into the year 2013

- Destiel becomes canon after 11 seasons / 12 years

- Castiel "dies" and somehow the internet turns it into a mainstream meme

- For about 12 hours everyone is convinced that Canon Destiel caused russian dictator Vladimir Putin to step down

- While all of us are busy freaking out about Destiel, Georgia turns blue, and we all find out via Destiel memes

- We're still waiting for Nevada

- Pennsylvania turns blue as well, and we find out via Destiel memes AGAIN

- Destiel-Antis are getting mad and Destiel-Fans are having an absolute blast after a single-word tweet. "COPE"

- Superwholock is crawling out of its grave and people bring back tumblr code and dashcon

- rumours about Sherlock season 5 to make the Superwholock chaos perfect

- Putin is NOT stepping down but that doesn't stop the memes

- Destiel is trending on Twitter ON TOP OF THE ELECTION, and it's trending in combination with Putin.

- still waiting for Nevada

- Trump declares himself winner again and gets mad at twitter for marking his tweets as incorrect

- Trump still tries to stop the ballot counting with wild accusations of cheating. Also, he really really hates the mail-in ballots.

- we still freak out over Destiel and find out that Dan and Phil dating is confirmed. Suddenly we're all 13 again.

- Trumps son tweets about starting a war

- while the whole world is STILL waiting for Nevada, Trump goes golfing, but not without declaring himself winner once more. Winner "BY A LOT".

- nothing from Nevada

- Trumps team send emails to people asking them for more money

- Biden wins Pennsylvania, now having enought electoral votes to win the presidency, fireworks all around the globe

- about 0.2 seconds after Pennsylvania has made Biden president, Nevada finishes counting.

- Joe Biden becomes the 46th President of the United States and a big bunch of people find out via destiel memes

- Trump lost the election. BY A LOT.

- "JOE IS BIDEN"

- we declare Biden the Destiel president

- Trump does not accept the election results. What a surprise.

- Trump is still golfing but his giant team of lawyers have dug up a bunch of people who claim to have witnessed cheating in the ballot counting

- Trumps lawyer team holds a press conference about their plans to fight against the cheating, leaving everyone confused about 1) their non-existent proof and 2) the very weird venue this conference was held at

- "stop the steal"

- we learn that Trump's press conference was held in the parking lot of Four Seasons Landscaping, not the luxury hotel Four Seasons.

- we also learn that Four Seasons Landscaping is located in-between a crematorium and a sex-toy shop

- Biden makes a speech and Trump finally stops golfing. Trump's fans are very mad at the democracy for being a democracy. They also hate socialism without even knowing what it means.

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Okay uhh 1. Button up shirt (usually floral) 2. Whenever possible barefoot 3. My rings (they are half my personality shhhhh) do do dooooooooo uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh @galwaygremlin​ @superpaperclip​ @thefridgelovesfood​ and whoever else wants to I guess

wait guys new tag game: three things that make up how you dress/look/present whatever

Knee brace

NASA or otherwise space related shirt + a jacket

Too much curly hair, usually in a bun

Pls don’t let this flop y’all (or do, I don’t particularly care). Tagging: @plumpuddinq @abladeofgrass @k9effect @scratchingsonthepage @forcryingoutbat @finalgwen @ anyone else who wants to!

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Seeing as I aspire to be an androgynous, puffy shirt wearing, sword wielding being you are absolutely correct.

Alcide-Théophile Robaudi (1850-1928)

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My thoughts on Henry Mountchristen Windsor, metaphors, and grief.

A HUGE trigger warning for greif. Be careful y’all.

Imma spoiler bar bc greif

|| So when Bea talks about the depth of emotion and how you haven’t felt all of the emotions you need to prepare for grief that made me realize something that’s why Henry uses metaphors. Greif is so all consuming and expansive and when you’re so young you don’t know how to deal with it so you reach for something similar to what you’re feeling. You reach for clouds and fires and falling to describe the simplest emotions. For me when I feel happy I compare it to putting my face to the sun because that’s what I know. So when Henry feels a new emotion he reaches for something he knows and is familiar with. He reaches for Buckingham to file his emotions away into rooms that make him feel similar to how he does in that moment. It makes it easier for him to process things if you have a point of reference to go off of and a point of reference to avoid. If you can compare your emotions to things you are able to avoid the unpleasant and try to find the pleasant ones so that you don’t ever have to feel like you did during the even that broke the crust on your pie.|| idk if any of this makes sense

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Uhhh since the last thing I wrote was for my Government class have something I wrote from my original WIP:

“What was that for?” Jessie looked confused but pleased.

“I felt like it” Jamie smiled and nestled back into Jessie’s shoulder.

I too am going to go for sentences instead of words and tag four people. @catstrophysics @bi-disaster-fsotus @superpaperclip annnddddd @kirito-potter

last sentence meme

post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

“Well.” Sean plays his card. “We’ll see what Mr. Holly thinks.”

Tagged by @oldkingyounggod - thank you!

Since that’s technically 3 sentences I’m just gonna tag 3 people - @creativefiend19 @magicienetreveur @galwaygremlin if you want to play!

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stop conflating your religious views with law 👏👏

stop conflating your religious views with law 👏👏

we are very, very tired, and we think you should be fired

stop conflating your religious views with law 👏👏

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hey so protip if you have abusive parents and need to get around the house as quietly as possible, stay close to furniture and other heavy stuff because the floor is settled there and it’s less likely to creak

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Because it has now happened to 4 people I follow: if you are tagged in or see a post like this,

Do not click on that link. Your account will be hacked to post that same advertisement. I don't know if there are any other effects, so it's best not to risk it. Be sure to tell the person they've been hacked, as they still have control of their account other than repeatedly posting this advertisement.

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ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

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Tragically, Yorkshire Museum's Curator Battles have come to an end. Here are some highlights from the grand finale subject of Best Object.

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your first column of emojis describes your personality! what’s yours?

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Hey remember when US and Russia was all like “We’re the best!!! We’ve won the space race!!!!” But India sent a kick-ass space probe to Mars and the whole mission was fuel efficient, costed less and a roaring success in the first try and then they were like “…..wait no that can’t be true” and still have the audacity to call us “underdeveloped” or only view us as a ‘third world country’? :)

For anyone who needs more info, the probe was called Mangalyaan (which literally means space probe vehicle) or Mars Orbiter Mission (MOM) and you can also get more information here and here

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Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.

His openers started off innocent enough.

Then, he started to push boundaries.

And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.

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How do you protect yourself from being stalked online by your parents?

I often get messages from teens living with their abusive parents telling me about how terrifying it is for them to even look at my blog in case their parent finds out. I was a teenager before social networking on the internet. Honestly, when I was a teenager there was barely an internet yet. So, I don’t know how people protect themselves but I feel like probably there are ways. If you know please do share! A lot of people would find it helpful.

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man some of the seven deadly sins aren’t even that bad. sorry I’m angry n wanna fuck? Sorry I ate a lot? shut up