New Fav. I Really Need To Start To Get A Better Style. Sadly I’m Broke As Hell. 

oh my god

Like a firework in water.

Normally I don’t like bringing this up, but: Tumblr is making it increasingly difficult for writers and artists to get their posts to show up in tags and searches, meaning that our fics and art are being exposed to fewer people. 

Yes, it’s still possible to get posts to show up, but in the case of the search function, it’s only if they have no links - not even links to other Tumblr posts. For people like me who include links to other chapters in my fic so readers can get caught up on chapters they might miss, this is a huge problem. I basically have no choice but to include those links, or else I would make things massively inconvenient for my readers.

So why am I telling everyone this? Because this means reblogs are becoming more and more important to creators. With posts so difficult to find in searches and tags, reblogs are one of the few other ways for people to find new artists or writers.

You’re under no obligation to reblog my stuff, of course, but I want to put it out there why reblogs are so important to those of us who write/draw/create content.

(Also: While I’ve personally verified the stuff that’s going on with searches, I have no clue what’s going on with tags. Some of my stuff is showing up there, some isn’t, seemingly with little correlation to the links included. So tags might not be quite as strict, but they do seem to be less consistent.)

GOM+Kagami reacting to their so's sending dirty pics/sexting on their phones. Defiantly leading to nsfw things

Akashi: He’d quietly put his phone away and continue his business. He’d make things move quickly, claiming to have an appointment he had to attend. After he is done, he’d quickly head to his s/o’s house just to show them what he had to put up with. “You seemed to be eager to see me today” he’d say as he tugged off the tie around his neck. “Now I get to show you how eager I am to see you”.

Aomine: At first he’d have little interest with what was a new text. The sight of you in a compromising position, partially nude, excited him. Feeling a bit challenged, Aomine would respond with his own pictures. Round 1: abs, Round 2: pelvic area, Round 3: his dick and Round 4: he’d come to your place. “Man you know just how to rile me up” he wouldn’t even give you a chance to explain yourself.

Kise: He’d save the pictures in his phone for future use. If he wasn’t in public, he would retaliate with his own pictures. Assuming he’s busy, he’d call you. “___-cchi! I got a boner from your sexy body!” he’d whine into the phone, jacking off all the while. “____-cchi owes me that sweet voice when we do it” he’d sigh into the phone. You would pick up on what he was doing and would feel yourself become aroused. “Hey don’t be selfish ___-cchi, I want to hear how good you feel too~”.

Kuroko: Remaining calm, he’d make sure no one was around his phone as he saved the pictures. He’d reply with “I’m coming” and head to your house. Each pic you sent on the way was retaliated with a picture of Kuroko on his way. The final picture would be him outside your door. “___, I’m here” he would text with restless fingers. As soon as you open the door it would be over. Kuroko would pull you into a tight hug, pressing his erection into you.

Midorima: “Stop it” Midorima’s face would turn red as he tried to convince you to cease sending him the pictures. To his dismay, you continued to send pictures of yourself. The final straw was the “make me” that accompanied you taking a picture of you bare ass. “Fine, expect a long punishment” Mirodima wouldn’t answer your provocative responses. The sound of your doorbell made your heart race. As you greeted him, the sounds of handcuffs locking hit your ears. “My lucky item of the day was necessary after all” he smirked as the color drained from your face.

Murasakibara: He’d scroll through the pictures until feeling himself getting aroused. He’d reply with a “___-chin stop or come over” and wait. If you persisted, he’d call and tell you about his hard on. Either way he’d press for you to come to his place. Once you showed up, Murasakibara would take you to his room and lock the door. From there, it was relaxed sex until dinner time. Your excuse was a study date.

Kagami: At first he’d be alarmed at the sudden texts. He’d make sure no one was around to see the pictures before replying with his flustered reaction. If you persisted, he’d reply with “Should I come over?” or something suggesting the same. Either way he’d show up at your  doorstep with an anxious frown. “If you wanted to have sex, all you had to do was ask” he’d growl in frustration before taking you to your room.

Goth hoes are the baddest hoes...

Why I hate this equality-talk

You know what makes me fucking mad?

We are talking about how men should be able to be feminine or women should be able to be masculine. But that whole topic is so fucking stupid, like why do even entitle ourselves to talk about this.

We talk about this topic and how we all should break this norm. And it makes me so mad to even think about breaking the roles we are assigned for.

Because we do not have the right to talk about this!

Because as soon as the topic is about transgender men or women it is off limits that they could even dare to not be like the norm. So why do we entitle ourselves to talk about cis women and cis men breaking these norms? 

A transgender woman liking football, cars or anything “masculine” or a transgender man liking for example pink, Make-up or well anything “feminine”  then they get hate, called out for something ridiculous and called fake. I also do not like the term transgender at all, you are either a woman or a man or both or neither or something in between. But saying he/she is transgender is like saying, they are a man/woman but not really. transmen and transwomen are Men or Women (Binary or Non-binary does not matter!) but calling them trans is like saying (for me it is at least) that they are not truly a man or a woman.

That’s not okay, liking something, preferring something.

It doesn’t make you less man or woman! 

Wine bottle

My mom accidentally dropped a bottle of wine, after that she came to me.

Mom: „Look, this is a good bottle, stable and well-built“

Me: „I wish my life would be that stable and well-built”

She laughed at me. Like literally laughed, thanks mom; thanks.

I want to try an experiment

Like or reblog this if you think it is ok for guys to wear girls clothes and girls to wear guys clothes keep scrolling if you think it is not ok

Young children understand more than they can expell; in adults, it is vice vera.

Karl Kenner