One Last Stop By Casey Mcquiston // From Eden - Hozier // 39 Ways That I Love U - “The Beatrice Letters”

1. V.E. Schwab // 2. Unknown // 3. Rudolph Vitkauskas // 4. Charles Bukowski // 5. Margaret Atwood

love is the point (wip)

Tara thought she had kicked her habit of being easy to blush somewhere along the line of surviving the dead walking and trying to tear her throat out. But apparently not, because her face was warm as she hastily tugged Noah away, “We don’t even know that she likes girls, I mean she and Abraham are, you know, them.”  

They were far enough away that she didn’t have to worry about Rosita overhearing them, so she didn’t tackle Noah as he scoffed, “Please, she’s totally been staring at you, and Sasha, and maybe Maggie but I’m not totally sure about that one.” 

Tara fought the urge to snap back around and stare at Rosita as if she’d see a flashing bisexual flag above her head, or just a rainbow, rainbows were very nice. But she did not, because she was a survivor, because the world was ending and she was so much more mature than that. “You’re an idiot, Noah.” 

I made addy a mechanic/super interested in taking things apart in my Addy-Lives au and I’m regretting it so much. Like I actually have to do mechanical things and explain stuff???? Wdym I have to figure out what Tyler’s anchor thingys are called and how exactly they need to be improved bc I love making snarky siblings

Somebody help pls, I don’t know what’s happening

hope is a skill

every time I try and write fanfic my friends start hating each other and I end up having 3 hour long calls, its so late, I just want to write about addy getting hugs, help

dare I say Shauna x Melissa is my favorite Yellowjackets ships??????

do me a favor

Tell me again about how global warming isn’t real while you sign the detention slip for the girl you dress coded in the middle of March because it’s been in the 70’s for the last week?

Tell me again how wrong men being in relationships with men is disgusting as you navigate to the lesbian videos on pornhub?

Tell me again about how gay marriage goes against your Christian beliefs as you sneak off to meet your mistress for the third time today, whom you’re leaving your second wife for?

Tell me again why I, and others like me, should have fought harder against my silent attacker, while you laugh off little boys chasing, and hitting little girls, saying Boys will be boys?

Tell me again why my shoulders, and my knees, and my back need to stay covered, while boys get away with cut offs that show their stomachs?

Tell me again why my breastfeeding is disgusting, and why my nipples must be hidden, while you watch hours of porn fantasizing over unnatural breasts, then saunter outside to mow your lawn without a shirt?

Tell me again why you get a say in what happens with my ovaries when you know in the back of your mind you wouldn’t stick around, and would fight tooth and nail not to pay child support if you got me pregnant.

Please, tell me again.

Hear me out - Sometimes a relationship is you, your boyfriend, and his friend, (the daughter of the man you hate who kinda saved your life so now you owe her and you boyfriend really does like her) (fuck it, you’ve made worse decisions) (and if you radicalize the future ruler of Crete in the process of seducing her into a poly relationship with you and your boyfriend well things could be worse)

(“Hello, Princess.” Ari fought the urge to scream, or throw herself off the nearest wall. Irony and all that.

“What do you want, Nax?”)

My missing friend is no longer missing, my iud cramps (my back feeling like it’s being broken) are gone, and I have a fridge full of energy drinks. Maybe I’ll actually update my fics tonight