serving-inspiration:

Theme: Miscellaneous

1. “Maybe my advice wasn’t so helpful.”

2. “I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.”

3. “I won’t be far; I promise.”

4. “I think you should lay down; rest a while.”

5. “Are you not weirded out?”

6. “To be perfectly honest, this is probably for the best.”

7. “Even though it’s hard, you still gotta pull through.”

8. “It is quite beautiful here.”

9. “I was ignoring you for a reason, jackass.”

10. “You think you can just get away with talking to me like that?”

11. “So, are you in or are you out?”

12. “You can go now; I got the rest covered.”

13. “Mind giving me a moment of silence?”

14. “You have to go back? Now?”

15. “Come and see me again sometime, alright?”

16. “I just can’t seem to help myself when it comes to you.”

17. “I couldn’t sleep a wink last night. What about you?”

18. “Don’t worry, it’s mostly safe.”

19. “I’ll probably be there first, so keep an eye out for me.”

20. “Whoa–easy! Let me lend you a hand, there.”

prompts-and-stuff:

One liners

1. You love to lie don’t you.
2. I’m never caught so I keep doing it.
3. No one is actively stopping me.
4. Your promises mean nothing.
5. Listen to me!
6. You think you’re so high and mighty, don’t you?
7. You hate me, don’t you.
8. I hate you because you’re just like me.
9. I wanted to protect you from this world.
10. I realize that I’ve failed, stop shoving that in my face.
11. Do you feel better?
12. It’s not so hard to accept the truth.
13. Accept defeat- there is nothing more that can be done.
14. I can’t stand by while someone is hurt.
15. Naivety will be your downfall.
16. Seeing the truth in everyone else makes it harder to see lies from you.
17. Keep going forward- never stop for anything or anyone.
18. Out of everyone, I never thought that you’d be the one.
19. They are not your friends.
20. Don’t tell me to blindly trust you.

kaeltale:

namesonboats:

andordean:

a-daks:

canon: they died

fanfic: fUCK YOU

Canon: and so they never met

Fanfic: here’s a funny story

Canon: There was tension and pining, but they never even kissed.

Fanfic: Actually,

Canon: Torture the cinnamon roll.

Fanfic: Torture the cinnamon roll.

sonnybabe:

carisi-dreams:

lesbiancarisi:

“does that feel good?” with sub!sonny because i miss him

Combined these two hope y’all dont mind! //

It’s taking everything Sonny has to stay still, biting his hand to stay quiet like you told him and be a good boy even though you’re riding him hard and fast after teasing him for what feels like an eternity.

“Does that feel good, baby?” You ask, running your hands down his chest and making his hips jump. He nods and squeezes his eyes shut. “You make a sound and it’s game over. Stay quiet for me.”

He nods again, right as you clench around him. The sensation makes him sharply inhale, but he doesn’t say anything. You can’t get over how hot he looks like this, a mess beneath you. His eyes meet yours as you reach down to touch yourself. Some combination of feeling you around him, watching you get off, and hearing your quiet whimpers is what breaks him. He can’t hold back a moan, fucking up into you harshly.

Before he can apologize, you lift yourself off of him and watch him whimper pathetically. “You’re in for it now, sunshine.”

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amirightcounsellor:

Inspired by this conversation with @my-sonshine.

Short lil sleep deprived fic bc this gif is everything

Your heart was beating so quickly it felt like it would punch it’s way out of your chest, falling right there onto the dirty metal grating. Blood rushing in your ears, palms pricking with sweat.

It was only for a moment, a brief, terrifying second that you thought you saw him as you entered the crowded subway station, a single face among a sea of hundreds. 

You had hoped maybe it was your eyes deceiving you, after several long, sleepless nights. You were stressed, you were tired, and your brain must have been creating images that weren’t there. Because as soon as you squinted your eyes, stepped a little closer, he was gone. Vanished, into thin air, it seemed.

But, you knew he didn’t just vanish. People didn’t just disappear. And you knew you were on your third cup of coffee, hands shaky, but painfully wide awake.

You tried to steady your breathing, leaning against the cool, tiled wall and harshly rubbing at your eyes.

A sinking feeling settled in the pit of your stomach, and you recognized the feeling as if it were an old, long lost friend.

Dread.

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