- I am physically unable to answer (at school, actually working at work, or had real life obligations)
- I thought I hit send but I really didn’t
- Tumblr is stupid and did not notify me, I actually had no clue you messaged me
- I assumed you wanted the conversation to end at that so I did not reply so you would not get pissed off
What did not happen:
- I ignored you
if u hate christmas spirit u can jingle the fuck out of my life
warnings: desperate, still-clothed smut… that’s all.
"Shit," he hisses, rutting his hips forward into Eren’s hand, the friction of his pants against his erection combined with Eren’s frantic rubbing making him grit his teeth. It’s almost painful, and he digs his nails into Eren’s arm, though not hard enough to make him stop, because fuck, if he stops, Levi’s going to kill him.
"Is this how you want it?" Eren murmurs hoarsely, pressing the heel of his hand roughly into Levi’s cock, making his eyes roll back. "You wanna make a mess in your pants for me?"
I wanted porn one night and this was the result.
spock thinks about his mother on christmas
he thinks about that sweater she gave him, how he spotted a flash of disappointment in her eyes when he opened the box and didn’t even try to pretend to like it
he thinks about the joyous surprise on her face when he wore it anyway, the pride and pure love radiating from her when he went to the vulcan science academy
he thinks about what she might have liked as a gift this year
instead of accepting apologies i accept checks
the frequency of my migraines is getting out of control ugh