#cauuuuuuuse

[cowpokeomens]

like spicy feels cauuuuuuuse👀👀

i take will as the type to bite your hips and thighs, shoulders or neck too

i’m so down bad for this man

I’ll take whatever u wanna give anon!!!

Also YEAH he’s a biter he’s chomping down on whatever he can get his jaw around. You know where your ass meets your thigh? Oh yeah he’s taking a bite out of that, takes the term “love bite” very seriously and is so unafraid of letting you walk out of the house looking like a gnawed on T-bone steak :-/ but also :-/ tender loving little nips here and there :-/ bites the tip of your nose just to make you giggle :-/ a gentle nibble to your shoulder, just to let you know he’s there :-/ god rest your soul when it gets proper hot out and you’re wearing tank tops and tiny little shorts bc he can’t keep his hands nor his teeth to himself 😔

[sweetbitterbitten]

“You belong to me.” (to lady rochford)

These words he speaks in the space above her shoulder, from behind and to the right, as though he were some spirit or witching familiar - perched within whispering distance; set to summon a storm if so be it. A soft scoff trades air with his emphatic claim, her hands held in a controlled curl against her abdomen. The snort tilts her forward with a haughty arch to her throat, the upward thrust of nose and chin as her lips quirk wryly in return. “Do you think me one of your creatures, Master Cromwell?” 

[mudwingprince]

WAITWAITWAITWAITWAIT

i should stream me drawing

but with my left hand and see how it goes

what do yall think of that!

i’d be taking suggestions too (cauuuuuuuse i cant really animate with one hand lol)

[zigster-ao3]

palette July 10!

Nice! I love this palette. 

I hope you don’t mind a Weasley cauuuuuuuse I had an urge to draw Charlie. (I had this really great reference photo of a super hot ginger and I couldn’t help myself.)

The Boy with the Dragon Tattoo

[wendimydarling]

Why did you start writing?

This one’s gonna get personal. I’m not gonna cry... oh god. Here we go.

When I was young, I was teased a lot for things I had no control over. I felt difficult to love, and my desire to be invisible constantly battled with my desire to be in the spotlight. My favorite moments were any time I was on stage, so it should have been obvious to me that I actually wanted to pursue acting instead of writing. However, because of the toxicity and negativity I was subjected to on a daily basis by my family, the thoughts in my head went from “this is what makes me happy, you love to do this, you should pursue it” to “you’re not good enough, you’ll never make it, no one will want you”. I never once felt the type of support from my parents that most actors talk about when asked how they made it, and so I didn’t pursue it. Once I’d finally discovered the balls to say “fuck that, I’m awesome and this is what I want”, the acting ship was getting ready to pass me by.

I had to make a choice. I was a new mom to two young children. I could either uproot their lives and my husband’s by quitting my job and going to every audition I could find to pursue my dream of acting, or we could stay where we were and I could give them the security of routine and financial security. I chose them. I let the acting ship sail by, holding my husband and my babies and waving as I did. But as content as I was in my decision, and that it was the right decision, I still felt dissatisfied. I love love LOVE the film industry, and I’ve always wanted to be a part of it somehow. And that’s when it dawned on me: if I couldn’t act in the stories, then why not write them for the actors? 

I mean ever since I was little, I would always create a character for myself in whatever book I was reading or tv show I was watching, and then pretend; create new circumstances for the characters in the story based around my new character, and my interactions with them. I would essentially write out a script in my head, and if I didn’t deliver my line right (or let’s face it, their line too cauuuuuuuse I was alone 😂), I’d start over and run the scene again. I had countless romances and made out with many different pillows before discovering that an open fist works better. I got into fights, I cried over death. I had babies and weddings and funerals and was given birthday presents. I’ve done this ever since, it hasn’t stopped and I’m almost thirty.

I hid it from everyone, convinced that what I was doing was crazy. I felt like if someone was to walk in on me they would think I was schizophrenic. I’d seen A Beautiful Mind, I knew that I wasn’t actually seeing people and thinking they were real, but with the little knowledge I could glean from the internet at the time, I started to question whether or not there was some other type of disorder that I didn’t know about. I was scared of how my family would react if they knew. Thinking back on it now, I wonder if I’d been less afraid to be myself, if they’d seen just how interested I was in it, they might have been more supportive. They saw how much I loved my dance recitals, or choir, or acting in plays. Even though I’m an introvert, I’m a natural born performer. Even now, I have the urge to be on stage, in front of people. Aren’t I quite the oxymoron?

But in actuality, I think the reason I pretended so much was because it was there, alone in my room, that I found friends. People that didn’t care that I was different, they actually liked my quirks. I didn’t care if they weren’t real, they were better than my reality. They showed me who I actually was, and that how I thought or what I did wasn’t wrong. Maybe it wasn’t normal, but that didn’t make it wrong... It just made it different. It was from these characters that I began to learn what self-worth was. It was from them that I started to discover just how amazing I truly was, and that I didn’t need to change myself. I simply needed to accept myself. 

It’s taken me years to get to the point of loving myself the way I do today, and I’m not perfect at it by any means. There are still physical attributes that I would give anything to get rid of, and when it comes to mentally, there are definitely days where I’m like, “You know, life would be so much easier if I didn’t have depression or OCD”, but that’s how I was created. If I hadn’t gone through all that pain, maybe I wouldn’t be as creative as I am. If my life had been easy, then perhaps I would be a horrible bitch to everyone. Maybe the reason that I suffer from depression is the same exact thing that makes me an Empath. I’ll never know, at least not while I’m here on this earth. 

That is why I write. I write for the girl I used to be, the girl who doesn’t know her own value. I write for the girl who is afraid to try new things. I write for the girl who sits alone in her room and wonders why she should bother continuing the hard trek through life, when it would be so much easier to end it all. I pray my writing finds her. I pray that she hears its words, sees her value, and knows without a doubt that it will get better. I pray that she hears me when I say “Don’t give up, you’re almost there. Just keep going. Just. Keep. Going.” 

[saospeaksvolumes]

@sao_cooks_and_catering First SAO To Go Weekly deliveries were such a success! New one-time-use disposables on deck w/ no contact delivery as needed. Easy local drops & bags filllllled w/ plant based love🌱♥️🤓Not only did the “I’m in!” promo bring in a sponsored donation of one week’s meal plan delivered to a nominated local medical front line friend who was super stoked, but I also received a new anonymous donation to continue the beautiful community of nominating a new deserving someone for ANOTHER sample week of SAO To Go: Week 2! So take a peek👀 at these pics & stay tuned for next week’s menu publication this weekend—cauuuuuuuse, I meaaaaan, I can make you a plate, mane🍽😏 ••• Got someone relatively local to Porter who you know deserves a sample week of SAO To Go Weekly? 3 Lunches + 2 Desserts + 1 Delivery Fee=$50 Value Vegan Meal Plan HMU and let me know who you nominate & why & I’ll announce the Wk2 recipient by the weekend! Look at this beautiful community cycle of plant based meal nominations we got started here, y’all💘Week 2! Lehhhgoo! #saocooksandcatering #saotogo #weekly #mealplans #southernsoul #plantbased #love (at SAO Cooks & Catering) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_hrPcyBpH_/?igshid=scderyyifgf0

[soflying369]

cauUUUuuuse the RIGHT way is sAAAAAAaaaaaaAaaaaAAAd

[littlexbts]

could do you us all a solid and write a prompt/oneshot for the whole yoongi eats jimin out scene cauuuuuuuse ya gurl thirsty (that is if you write at all)

I do write but I don’t feel comfortable writing smut… I’m sorry!!! I really admire good smut writers (I read on Ao3 woop)(that’s why I don’t like Wattpad at all)(they can’t do smut, fight me on this)(lmao THE SHADE)… I don’t think I can write smth like that, at least not now…. if someone does want to write it please be plus 18…. (I’m not saying this to shade, you can be under 18 and still read smut, but when writing it I can really tell when someone is underage and trying to write smut …. EJEMwattpadEJEM)

[2-2-1b]

(To the tune of Jingle Bell Rock.)

John:

🎶Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock

Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring-

Sherlock, oh my god what did you do now?

I can’t believe you burned your bed down!🎶

Sherlock: ...

🎶My dear John, I know I, messed up my room.

But it was for a good cauuuuuuuse.

I. planned. to hide. a. wedding ring there.

To propose to you! Yes yes very soon!

John will you be my groom?🎶

[rosicheeks]

I ship you and brutalfxcking 👀

^^ my exact reactions when I think of @brutalfxcking