It’s not about the kissing, holding hands, the dates, the sex, and showing off. It’s about being with someone who makes you happy in a way that no one else can. It’s about being with someone who accepts you and your weirdness. It’s about being yourself around them and they can be their self around you.
it’s not an obsession until you search for fanfiction
It’s not a true obsession until you run out of fanfiction to read.
and shit gets real when you start writing fanfiction
i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
Title: My Sweet, Sweet Violet Part 4
Summery: “I place Violet, the woman of my deepest agony—the student whose held my lust between her fingers—gently in the centre of my bed, her body squirming underneath my warm and experienced hand.”
Warning(s): [Smut] 100% sexually explicit material. Professor/student. Daddy/kitten. For Mature audiences only. [you’ve been warned]
Disclaimer: I do not own Christoph Waltz nor was I the original activist of Professor Waltz. Professor Waltz’s character is based off the actor Christoph Waltz. However, Professor Waltz is a purely fictional character and has no realistic or actual link to the actor; simply just adding the title Pr. in front to the actor’s name and envisioning them as a professor.
hes such a dork
i wanna sit on his dick
parenting tip: talk to your kids about mental illness. tell them they might have a hard time. tell them they can ask for therapy and medication. tell them they aren’t alone. tell them if your family has a history of mental illnesses and which ones. just fucking talk to your kids and be there for them.
Yes please please do this it could save a lot of suffering
I just want someone who will kiss me when I’m mad and lets me cry in front of them and buys me pizza and watches scary movies with me and holds my hand real tight even if it’s sweaty and thinks I’m beautiful no matter what I look like and lets me steal their sweaters so I can sleep with their smell on my skin and who laughs at the same things I do and just never lets me go, no matter how hard I try to push them away.
Having friends on tumblr is really great. I often refer to you guys in real life as “my friend from england/australia/california/new york” and it makes people think I’m very well traveled when really I’ve just spent a lot of time on the Internet.