#goodnight beloveds

[starbuck]

the first night of my Murder Mystery play went SO well… the very best i could have imagined and, aside from my usual public speaking jitters (which go away as soon as i’m actually Up There), i felt GREAT and not anxious at all because i have such a great TEAM working with me and making the production as awesome as it possibly could be!

[brindletonboo]

i think i’m honestly getting tired of running a simblr.

i’m not sure if i’m feeling a little burnt out since all i’ve done in the past is post content over and over again. there are only very few ones that i’ve really enjoyed doing. i remember always constantly reminding myself to keep all the posts coming but now i regret doing that because now i feel exhausted. most of the time i feel like i’m just pushing out content for people to see, and not do things i actually love doing.

this doesn’t mean that i don’t like playing sims now though! i still love making sims, building, and playing the game itself. but i just feel so done with whatever this is i’m doing right now.

i have to take care of myself and take a step back. 

i will be inactive for a few days to take the time off. maybe even a week. i’ll still respond to all your guys’ messages and replies up until tomorrow but after that i’ll be logging off and... touch some grass LMFAOSOFOA no jk i’ll just do other things that i’m passionate about (❁´◡`❁)

but this is not an end of an era everyone! don’t worry! i’m still gonna come back soon :)

[himbos-hotline]

I'mgonna go to bed since ive been awake since 7 this morning and its now 11pm. I love you all very much and I am poltely begging you all to spam my ask box, I currently have five asks in my ask box and I wanna see so many more cuz I miss interaacting with people but I right now am having like *horrfic* memory issues so I can't remember who ive spoken too or not so im just shy of everyone right now

Anyway, we're gonna go to bed, we would like asks/requests

and ill see you in the morning

[meatculture]

anyway i listened to the new lykke li and cried about my men a little and now i’m going to sleep

[casboobs]

idec if my mutuals missed me or not i just really hate that i've missed out on sm already :/

hopefully tomorrow that won't be the case!! also pls lmk if i've missed out on smth major update me pls

[fedechiesa]

*blows a kiss to the sky* for fede

[succubi-tch]

Beloved girl blogger talking about her and her bf going to a hotel for the weekend saying how her back is going to be broken several different ways...

[jophiares]

boyking is up. ill make an official announcement when its not 1am

[forestofsprites]

i'm such a friend lover. i genuinely believe that my friends are the coolest funniest loveliest most ridiculously joyous people out there! im biased as hell!! i think theyre all rad! and the universe just so happened to slip all these beloved people into my orbit! and vice versa!! wtf!

[obsob]

the days are still dark but i have started to see wild flowers on my walks :)

[crawley-fell]

[buckttommy]

five ways to fall in love with the man in the mirror

Summary:

Buck meets God at a gay club. He finds him in an oil-slick puddle on a damp night, neon lights reflecting off the kaleidoscopic liquid in the parking lot.

1. MOUTH

Buck is kissing a man. 

Tommy’s lips are unbearably soft beneath his. His mouth is warm, and open, and pliant. He is content to lead wherever Buck wants to follow. But he is still, unequivocally, a man. 

Sound it out. 

His elementary school English teacher Miss Carmichael was a severe woman with a severe glare. She had no time for children, an unfortunate trait considering her profession, and always acted like he was bothering her whenever he needed help. 

Miss Carmichael, what does this say?

If I tell you, you’re never going to learn, she said.

Sound it out.

Sound out the sentence.

Break a terrifying thing down into its finer parts so that maybe it won’t be so scary. 

The Law of Conservation states that energy can neither be created nor destroyed, that it merely changes, and changes, and changes. 

Buck gasps when he is backed up against his kitchen island. The kiss shifts like sand beneath his feet and now he is the one who follows as Tommy leads. 

Buck takes the entirety of Tommy Kinard into the palm of his hand, and rotates it until he can see all its sides. Tommy Kinard is Gordian's Knot. He is the Law of Conservation, a nebulous thing that keeps shifting. 

Who knew school could be so useful?

Sound out the hard sentence.

Buck

is 

kissing

a 

man.

Stubble. Muscle. Scent. Moan.

This is a man’s body.

Buck has never been so turned on in his life.

read more on ao3

[cisusnar]

A wip before I go to cry in my sleep

[astrozure]

viva el anarcosindicalismo

[somegrumpynerd]

How absolutely wild must it have been for Nightmare to have like, minimum-to-no contact with mortals for hundreds of years and then the first two he has any regular close interactions with are Killer and Dust.

Like he must have a book in his castle somewhere of all the observations he kept like he was studying a new species

[sweepy-stringbean]

Made myself color a Tenlark doodle from Friday