Candlewriter - Burning At Both Ends

divinity kink in less of a "fuck me in a nun habit" way and more of a "put me on my knees and rewrite my understanding of faith and show me what a loving god's hand feels like and give me mercy and wrath and splendor and leave your communion dripping from my lips and teach me how every part of my body was meant to worship you"

I cannot believe I’m only 10k words away from writing the end of this 5k fic

Feeling extremely like this right now.

Sword w cellphone charms

What if instead of editing – and hear me out on this one – I lay facedown on the floor and do nothing

yep a boyfriend sounds nice but a supreme enemy you make out with in secret sounds a lot more hardcore

cringe isnt an insult. if you find me cringe that means i have power over you. im having a fucking blast while youre seething with vitriol at my very existence. whos really winning here