1. A Matter of Trust (Part 7/??)



    A/N: Uh. I got nothin’. Enjoy! :) xx

    Rae woke Saturday morning with a colossal ache in her head and a heaviness in her stomach. Wait, no. Not in her stomach, on her stomach.

    What is that? Oh my god. That’s not my arm!!

    Her eyes flashed open and she immediately regretted this decision as the sun coming through the window sent an extreme wave of nausea over her already insulted tummy.

    Hold on. This isn’t my room.

    She ever so carefully turned her face to the left to take in a breathtaking, sound asleep Finn.

    What the actual fuck! How did I? When did I? Oh, shit. We didn’t…

    Rae carefully picked up Finn’s navy blue comforter to make sure she was still wearing clothes.


    It didn’t take long for Rae to remember the events that went on the night before.

    I tried to leave. Finn wouldn’t let me. Told me to sleep in his bed. With him. He really opened up to me. He cried. He cuddled me in his sleep. And I think my ovaries exploded at some point…

    Rae cautiously tried to get out from underneath Finn’s arm without waking him but to no avail. The last time she tried to wriggle away from him, he cuddled closer and she started to wonder why she was trying to so hard to get away in the first place. She turned from her back to her side to get a better look at him.

    God damn. This man hit the fuckin’ jackpot in the looks department. He is so beautiful, inside and out, with one of those faces that was just made to be looked at and a heart that was meant for nothin’ but to give and receive love.

    Rae watched him sleep for what felt like hours but knew it was probably only 10 minutes. She felt his chest rise and fall next to hers and watched his eyes twitch slightly as he watched the movie of his dreams. She watched as his luscious lips curled in a small smile at what he was imagining.

    What I wouldn’t give to feel those lips on mine.

    She went to move the fringe on his forehead out of his eyes when he suddenly inhaled deeply and stuttered awake. Rae quickly pretended like she was just waking up herself.

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    For this Fic! it’s amazing theblanknotebook 

    SHUT. Ya. MOUTH. This Chapter was amazing. 

  2.  portraits of Rinko by Jesse Frohman

  3. somewhereoncoastlines:




    "I think every woman at one point or another in their life has been called a bitch. For a long time I had a real problem with that word, I didn’t like it and I thought it was derogatory. But I’ve gotten to a place now where I’ve made a lot of peace with it. It’s been so overused and made to seem so derogatory towards woman that I’ve adapted it into an empowering feeling for myself. If I’m a bitch then I’m a bitch, if that’s what an assertive woman is to you. So I’ve sort of adapted it as a badge of honor."



    Hmm. I may consider being more open to this word again. Maybe.

    Reclaiming that word like a boss. 

  4. nineprotons:



    iconic video of my childhood

    I can’t reblog this without providing a link in case anyone doesn’t know what this is.  Because everyone should know what this is, I feel.

    …I still use bits and pieces from this in regular conversation. Like “I am le tired,” or “wtf mate”.


  5. caesaretluna:


    - everyone

  6. ryanjamesyezak:

    This Anna Kendrick Little Mermaid SNL sketch is impossible to find (NBC ran into some legal issues with Disney)… watch while you can!

  7. jonsnowballs:

    god bless captain america

  8. countmeout:

    Great interview with Laura Jane Grace.

  9. Things I love about My Mad Fat Diary: happy Rae ✿♥‿♥✿

  10. shefliestrue:

    Janelle Monae & Kimbra | Rock Steady/Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’

    THESE FLAWLESS QUEENS. And they’re going on tour together? But only in Australia and New Zealand? THIS IS NOT FAIR. 

  11. My coworker asked me an interesting question today.

    Coworker: Are you secretly a super hero?

    Me: Bitch, I might be. 

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