#You know better

[skydalorian]

Me, on the anniversary of Destiel 2020 Queerbaitapalooza, watching people gush over their "Lokius is canon" delusions:

"Don't."

#friends #no #you know better #you were taught better #why are you even watching mcu in the first place??? #(says the idiot ex-SPN watcher) #mcu #loki #lokius

[skrimbled]

Grian and Pearl from @hopepetal 's Boatem Vampires au! Colours and outfits need tweaking but i plan to draw more of this so i can work on it!

I had plans to draw a bunch for it and post an art dump but i'm behind on my daily blog and have like 3 other prohects so i have to put the fanart on hold sad times :'] I' ll getback to it when i'm more free.

#grian fanart #pearlescentmoon fanart #hermitcraft au #boatem vampires au #Are there any tags im missing? Idk what to tag this #But yeah Grian just because this happened to you doesn't make it normal #Stop spreading lies #You know better

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Contemptible

-

It leaves you broken

Below that bridge,

Staring above you in wonder.

What could have been;

The way you fought to hang on-

None of it matters now.

You let your hands explore what remains,

A body not worthy of touch.

The shattered edges slice your palms,

But sometimes,

Pain feels better

Than the empty familiarity of nothing.

Maybe this is why you were neglected,

The jagged parts left splittered glass

Within those you claimed to love.

Maybe this is why

Your body aches with the reminder

That you are less than human.

Let the silence close in on you.

Let your breathing struggle

Into nothing.

To fight for affection so desperately,

When you are born of wounds and agony-

You've known better.

You've always known better.

x

#poets on tumblr #writing #spilled ink #poem #spilled thoughts #heartbreak #original poem #sad thoughts #mental health #lovesick #spilled feelings #spilled poetry #original writing #dark poetry #untouchable #shameful #tumblr writers #writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #tumblr is my diary #vent poetry #vent poem #you know better #stop begging #poems #poetry #sad poetry #lonely #feeling alone #dark academia

[lostinlewis]

You Know Better...

Rating: M

Words: 1203

‘I’m free for the next couple of hours, you should come over…’

He knew you were busy, he knew because you had told him that you had meetings all day as you left his apartment in the early hours of the morning. He knew, yet he still invited you over anyway, he made it his mission to torture you with the thought of what you could have all the time, and today was no different. 

‘I told you, I have meetings Lewis.’

You knew when you sent that message that the tone would annoy him, there was no politeness, no kiss at the end, you knew the next time you saw him he would make you pay for it. 

Lewis didn’t reply, you knew he wouldn’t, there was nothing that man hated more than what he saw as rejection; if he wanted something, he would get it. 

You were heading to your last meeting of the day, sitting idle in your car as you were early, you decided to scroll through Instagram for a while to pass the time. 

Lewis’ story was first of course, he story always appeared first on your page. You had no expectations as you clicked on it, stupidly. You knew Lewis, you knew what he was capable of, and you knew that it took nothing at all for him to act like an absolute whore on Instagram. 

The video started out with him looking sternly at the camera, that should have warned you enough to look away, to stop watching, yet curiosity got the better of you and curiosity would make you pay. 

He was working out yet had taken the time to film a little thirst trap for everyone, for you, and as the camera panned above his head you saw it, you saw the dick print his shorts so proudly displayed before his gloved hand held it. 

You could not take your eyes off of it, over and over again you replayed the video, first his stern look and then his hand. Lewis knew exactly what he was doing when he posted that, he knew he would be making it impossible for you to function as anything but the woman who had tasted him and could now only dream about tasting him again. 

He knew he was making it impossible for you to go to your meeting, and he was right. 

“I thought you were busy?” 

Lewis’ face held that smirk, the exact same smirk that drove you wild because you knew it meant he had won, and he had, you had run to him the moment you saw the video, just as he intended. 

“You did that on purpose didn’t you?” 

Lewis didn’t answer you, instead he lead you out onto the balcony as if he was going to now make you watch him workout as punishment; if only he was that easy on you. 

“What are you doing?” 

“I’m following you out here, I-” 

“No. What are you doing? You should be on your knees by now, you know the rules.” 

“Lewis, I-”

“Oh, you’re in one disobedient mood today aren’t you? Maybe I need to train you better…” 

Lewis moved closer to you, stroking his fingers across your cheek so softly as he held your gaze. 

“Knees, now…” 

You did as you were told, the harsh cool of the tile hitting your knees should have hurt enough to make you pause, yet the anticipation of what you knew was coming next did no such thing. 

Lewis’ grasp of your cheek hadn’t lifted, even as you fell, instead he found he had the perfect way to ensure your mouth was angled exactly where it needed to be. 

Your mouth salivated with excitement as you watched him pull at the drawstrings of his shorts before using the same hand to free what was already growing excitement. 

“Look at you, so fucking greedy you’re almost panting…” 

He wasn’t wrong, you were very greedy when it came to that dick, it was so perfect it would be impossible for you to not be. 

You reached up to hold it, Lewis swatted your hand away before you even made contact. 

“Keep your hands on your lap…tongue out…there we go…just like that…” 

Lewis narrated every second of his dick finding your tongue first, before he guided it into your mouth, not once stopping until he felt the back of your throat hit his tip.

“Mmm, good girl…now hold it there for Daddy…” 

It was impossible to ever train your reflexes for his size, he felt bigger every time you had him at the back of your throat, yet your eagerness to please him helped you fight to overcome your urge to spit him out for as long as it was healthy for him to steal your breath. 

Lewis pulled back, freeing you of him completely as he admired the way your dribble still kept you both connected. 

“Now, show Daddy how sorry you are for your attitude today…” 

He was more forceful this time as he hit the back of your throat, the sounds you made as he did so, drew out the most perfect of all groans from his lips. 

“Good girl…your throat is built to take my dick, beautiful.” 

Your eyes pooled with tears as he fucked your mouth, he didn’t stop when you gagged, that only encouraged him. He fucked your mouth until he decided to let you breathe once more, a small mercy for what he viewed as a very disobedient girl. 

You knelt before him, your hands clasped together in your lap just as you had been told to, your eyes streaming tears of his doing as you looked at him with a yearning he recognised straight away. 

“You need me to fuck you, don’t you?”

You bit down on your swollen lips as you nodded so eagerly. 

Lewis found your lips with his thumb, brushing it over them as he held your gaze with such intensity, you felt all of the ways in which he planned to ruin you this afternoon. 

“You can go to your meeting now.” 

The weight of his denial mixed with the way in which he walked away from you so swiftly, still hard yet perfectly fine with the fact he hadn’t finished as he tucked himself back into his shorts, froze you still for a moment as you took it in.

“Wha…what?”

Lewis had never denied you before now, he always teased it yet he could never quite bring himself to do it, but today he had found that strength, much to your immediate annoyance. 

“I said, you can go to your meeting now. Maybe we can go to dinner tomorrow?” 

“Lewis, this isn’t fair…” 

You found your feet quite unsteady, yet your pleas for him made you fall towards him as you did not care how desperate you sounded. 

“I know baby…” 

His lips calmed you for a moment, you had thought he might have changed his mind, yet he quickly pulled away from you once more, holding your arms as if to steady you. 

“Maybe next time you will remember the kiss…now, you’re already late, you don’t want to keep them waiting much longer, do you?” 

#Lewis #ex #You Know Better

[yourlocalgirlyghost]

YOU DONT HAVE TO FOLLOW THE CYCLE OF ABUSE YOU KNOW YOUR FATHER WAS HORRIBLE AND HOW HE TREATED ALL OF YOU LEARN FROM THE MISTAKES AND BE A BETTER PERSON TO YOUR SIBLINGS AND TO YOUR CHILDREN DONT BE LIKE HIM DONT BE LIKE HIM DONT BE LIKE HIM DONT. BE. LIKE. HIM.

#succession #LISTEN TO ME SHIV #AND ROMAN #AND KENDALL #YOU KNOW BETTER #PLEASE STOP THE CYCLE

[lunapwrites]

There is something satisfying about asking my father to explain why it's weird that it was actually two guys kissing, not a guy and a girl like he'd thought.

Like, please explain your casual homophobia to me like I'm five. Better yet, call your sister and her wife and explain it to them.

I'll wait.

#and i did wait #on the phone for several minutes #while he stumbled all over himself #do you hear how stupid you sound #i want you to sit with that #I'm not going to come out and say that #i don't need to #I'm just going to lead you to the water #and watch you drown yourself in it #you know better #do better #homophobia #call it out #no passes

[bunnies-and-sunshine]

Nippy McGee.

This is River being unrepentant about nipping at my palm multiple times while I was trying to clean her up this morning.

She at least has the good sense not to do more than pinch me, but that isn't how a good little bun acts and she got a stern finger wag and head shake.  I mean, how else can you scold a deaf bunny?  She gave me an earful of angry meeps when she realized she wasn't getting treats when we got done and stomped over here to sulk.

#bunny #bunny drama #don't be mean #stubborn snuffles #two more weeks of medicine #unrepentant nippy bun #river the bunny #you know better

[hauntingmiser]

Happy birthday Yoshizawa-san- Oh.

I'm sorry.

#tumblr memes #anime and manga #persona 5 royal #persona 5 #kasumi yoshizawa #Kasumi? #don't do this #sumire yoshizawa #you know better

[assilat-vojjor]

" I can't breathe. "

A slight grin appeared on his sweat slicked face, his eyes half lidded as he looked down at the woman below him.

"one... would think thats... a good thing."

Even he was a bit breathless.

#draconisa #*coughcough* #I hope you didn't expect him not to be like this #you know better

[corpus-chorus]

i noticed but what i also noticed is that you didnt answer my fucking question of "where did that come from"

Kamothy Jones are you asking me to remember something from more than 20 minutes ago?

#you know better #you *know* better #i can't remember what I ate for breakfast #wtf makes you think I remember how I gave you that name #honestly tho it probably just popped out of my mouth one day #and i just liked it #ryo rambles #the unravelings of kamothy jones

[charlottedabookworm]

#19 (B) - Turn a Blind Eye

feat Amh'a

sequel to the 'Amh'a Saving Haurchefant' thing I posted for #10, in which Brother E-Sumi is here to remind Amh'a of some truths

The world is screaming beneath his feat; the earth shrieks and the winds howl and the shadows crie out and-

They’re screaming- They’re burning-

They’re all-

Amh’a wakes, scrambling against restraints, a screaming upon bleeding lips. He burns and he yanks at his arms because his skin is wrong he needs to-

He screams.

He screams until his voice fails, his lungs burn, until the screaming of another (of a dozen, of a hundred, of thousands of people) stops echoing in his mind. He screams until he can feel the hand upon his chest, holding him down with deceptive stregnth and he…

It’s tearing me apart, he thinks, something ragged in his chest, and he cannot tell if it is dream or memory or reality. 

His chest, his limbs, his bones, his blood - they ache.

Amh’a breathes. 

There is a bed beneath his back, padded restraints holding his arms in place. A stone ceiling above his head and a familiar hand holding him down, stopping him from curling into himself, stopping him from tearing himself apart and-

He breathes.

Haurchefant.

He remembers.

“Did it work?” He gasps out, lungs aching and chest heaving and veins burning.

“Yes, child.” Brother E-Sumi snaps. “Your idiotic plan worked. Your patient survived and you almost did not.”

His eyes slip closed. “Worth it,” he whispers, slumping against the bed. He’s suddenly exhausted in a familiar way and: “How long?”

A considering silence. The brush of aether against his skin, soothing and burning in equal measure as it evaluates and heals. “Three suns.” His teacher says, lifting his hand away and releasing the restraints with a flick of his magicks. 

Is that all? He wonders. He feels as if it has been half a moon, at least. Mayhaps his aether is finally stablising again? He thinks, for a heartbeat, but then he shakes his head.

No, he knows better than to hope of that. His aether is raw inside of his chest, curled around his heart, and he knows-

This should have-

“Amh’a,” Brother E-Sumi says, his voice low and serious.

He turns his head, opening his eyes, and meets that gaze head on.

“You cannot do this again.”

Amh’a swallows. “I can’t- you cannot expect me to turn a blind eye when-”

The padjal raises an eyebrow, a severe frown on his lips. “Amh’a.” He falls silent. “It will kill you this time. Your aether… You should not have survived this time, if your companion hadn’t reached out to me…”

“I know.” He does. Amh’a knew that when he’d cast the first spell, when he’d reached for his aether and flooded it into Haurchefant’s body to flush away the poison and magicks. Amh’a is, was, a healer.

He knows.

“I just-” I could help, he thinks, desperate and aching. His heart lurches in his chest as he remembers a time when he could still Cast without fear of death, when he could travel via aetheryte without risking a coma, when he could call the wind and listen to it dance around his fingertips without collapsing…

“You cannot help anyone if you are dead,” his teacher says, cold and serious, but his eyes are warm with understanding.

It is one of the first lessons of the Conjurer’s guild. Amh’a remembers learning it at 16 from this very man. It’s an important lesson and, above all else, it’s true.

“I know.”

It doesn’t make the truth hurt any less.

#my fic #ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2022 #amh'a molkoh #brother e sumi: i don't want my favourite student to kill himself trying to heal #you know better #amh'a: yes i do but still #healer instincts are hard to get rid of okay #(plus amh'a is v aware he's living on borrowed time and this could kill him at any point and he just wants to help people okay) #(but he does still know better)

[soulinkpoetry]

When a woman says she’s fine, you know something is bothering her.

.

.

#i’m fine #you know better #i just wanted your hugs #soulinkpoetry #poetry #she writes #tumblr poets #thoughts #feelings #that’s life #couples quotes

[slimarka]

My posts are not directed to anybody. But if the shoe fits you. Wear it Cinderella.

#true #life #fuck this shit #cinderella #you know better

[dreamofbecoming]

i love my mom to bits, she’s the best person i know, and despite her penchant for naturopathy and homeopathic medicine, she’s very pragmatic about scientific and medical consensus and also nearly as leftist as i am, but sometimes i want to shake her by the shoulders and be like hello!!! you know better!! what are you doing!!!

all this to say that she’s currently on a cruise with her best friend despite knowing that cruises are disease factories at the best of times and also that covid is extremely still a thing (she’s good about masking and only goes out when necessary still so i was shocked when she said she’d booked it) and now, inevitably, her best friend has covid and they’re both quarantined in their rooms on the ship and i’m just like ????? 🤦🏻😤🫥

#personal #mama why #you know better #i thought this was a stupid idea when she booked it and i was RIGHT #god if her bf dies of covid bc of this it’s going to be the worst thing imaginable #i’m actually so mad at both of them for going #i know they love to travel together and they’ve been feeling shitty and isolated the last few years #but a cruise was literally the worst possible option #you’re just packed in a box with a thousand strangers and no way out #it’s a recipe for communicable disease and we’re literally still in a plague #they’re both rational people i’m livid that they made this choice honestly #but i can’t tell my mom any of that rn bc she’s alone on a ship worrying about her best friend #so y’all get to hear my ranting

[notbecauseofvictories]

A customer contacted our team with questions, and then finished their email with: "I am daunted by the complexities and unknowns." I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.

#no wonder the company has to secretly manipulate you #(which is my career tag; it is a quote from a tv show fyi) #(there was some confusion about that! it's from better off ted. just. so you know.)

[spyglassrealms]

had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing

#normally I don't chronicle my dreams here but fucking hell that one was funny #I think this would genuinely make tumblr better tbh #@ staff do this cowards #spy has thoughts #my life is a sitcom and i am my own laugh track #functional website #spy's smash hits #Glock function #edit for everyone in the notes saying 'everyone clapped' #I know I can't prove to you that it happened for real you're just gonna have to trust me on this #but I swear on my goddamn life I'm not making this up #I make so many conscious puns that sometimes my subconscious cooks up a real good one