axelprot0n:

karlellis:

10000steps:

busybeefitness:

I <3 Pibbles!

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I am actually crying

Oh my lord this made me cry.

  • we’re so far apart.

Submerge me in darkness so I might know the light.

Reblogged from Miss Beth.
Reblogged from pathetic poetic
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afangirlstreehouse:

hheath541:

Apple download - https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/aspire-news/id733163167?mt=8
Android download - https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.collectiveray.aspire

I’m sorry - not my usual stuff - but this is incredibly important. Please share around. It could save someone’s life.

afangirlstreehouse:

hheath541:

Apple download - https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/aspire-news/id733163167?mt=8

Android download - https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.collectiveray.aspire

I’m sorry - not my usual stuff - but this is incredibly important. Please share around. It could save someone’s life.

racethewind10:

fuckyeahpervyfangirls:

HG faked her death. now she stays in a hotel room on the outskirts of South Dakota where her and Myka consummate their love every week.

it used to be like this on missions; sneaking into each other’s hotel rooms and then spending the night not sleeping. It didn’t matter where they were - that government salaries hardly put them up at the Ritz (or that if she wanted to, Helena could have afforded the Ritz). Location was never the point. The point was flushed, satin skin and shallow, panting breaths. It was slick flesh and pounding hearts and desire burning in each other’s eyes. It was thinking that probably they should get some sleep and then one would touch the other - not even with intent - just a lazy finger along the graceful jut of a collarbone or the elegant curve of a waist and it would be like throwing a match on a pool of gasoline. Tomorrow had never mattered then. After all, they weren’t truly parting, just pausing momentarily. 

It had been wild and full of laughter and challenge, discovery and irrepressible delight. 

So really, it had never been like this on missions. 

There was too much pain now. Too much fear driving the need to feel the other’s body pressed beneath their own. Tomorrow was a threat; a looming menace that whispered the possibility that this might be their last hour, their last moment, their last breath together: That whatever gift the Warehouse had given them by sparing Helena was merely temporary and one morning it would vanish, like ash on the wind. 

So they kissed and licked and bit and held to each other harder than was needed. Every mark was made a plea for just a little bit longer and every scratch was a promise and a sign that at least for now, in this instant, it was real, and whatever debts they owed to fate or the Warehouse or even to God…for just one more heartbeat they belonged only to each other. 

Reblogged from A Visionary
sqfangirl:

rosesdancinginmymind:

Regina is not thrilled with the news of what Emma was up to in New York.

Regina was jealous from the very beginning.  The very first episode after checking out Emma from head to toe, she made sure to ask about Henry’s birth father.  That was really her way of finding out if Emma was ‘taken’. Since then she’s just gotten more obvious with the jealousy.  Let’s hope it doesn’t turn her green ;)

sqfangirl:

rosesdancinginmymind:

Regina is not thrilled with the news of what Emma was up to in New York.

Regina was jealous from the very beginning.  The very first episode after checking out Emma from head to toe, she made sure to ask about Henry’s birth father.  That was really her way of finding out if Emma was ‘taken’. Since then she’s just gotten more obvious with the jealousy.  Let’s hope it doesn’t turn her green ;)

Reblogged from An Odd FanGirl