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I stand proud with pride...
exuding suave debonair air plus head and shoulders taller (than the empire state building - hey what's a little hyperbole, eh?) since September eleventh two thousand and twenty four, which date marked a major change (yes folks - more important than getting married)
during threescore and two years incorporating mein kampf voluntarily (and without bribery, but with liberty and justice for all) to maintain a scheduled appointment at Salon Nova, an upscale hair cutting/styling boutique located at 377 W Ridge Pike A, Limerick, Pennsylvania 19468. This recently unkempt aging married sexagenarian and solitudinarian sultan of swing long haired pencil neck geek self adopted behavior modification particularly regarding maintaining personal hygiene of mine woke as if from somnambulant state and kept promise to himself. About twelve inches of brown tresses got cut off courtesy in a small number of fell swoops videre licet, whereby the beautician amazingly gracefully brandished scissors and brush immediately creating lightness of being which locks of brunette strands tinged with gray got donated to a charity that repurposes hair
into wigs for various
and sundry purposes, thus empowered to contribute a part of myself
that will grow back - (yet... I WILL NOT GO BACK thank you Kamala Harris for birthing phrase TO PRESENTING SLOVENLY APPEARANCE) in gentle waves
cascading down to my knees as happened umpteen times
during mein kampf, the first instance of revolutionary physical transformation occurred when yours truly a mere stripling of a pubescent teen receiving psychiatric treatment from Ted Goldberg,
(who prescribed both mellaril and elavil), and he patiently nursed psyche of mine severely afflicted with anorexia nervosa
in tandem with
obsessive compulsive disorder tied with exaggerated fixation with hair, which characteristic donning my noggin became the most important reason for living, I would sooner have died than get a haircut, (spoiler alert, I did not die nor kill myself), yet interestingly enough he accompanied me
to a local barber in Collegeville,
who did the deed done dirt cheap, yet I invariably returned to being a long haired pencil neck geek plodding along the boulevard of broken dreams, where according to Fiona Apple The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do.
All kidding aside,
said voluntary makeover undertaken
cause unnecessary emotional energy and quite a chunk of time
invested lavishly shampooing hirsute pate, and subsequently applying blow dryer to fluff up ample mane, that gnarly retched ma tailbone - ha!
Another significant reason
spurring long overdue decision
to present a handsome chap,
albeit modesty prevents excessive self adulation, ejaculation (not premature), ego inflation, amplitude and attitude modulation of same to disallow being snickered at as if I happen to be from Mars. Sorry keeping a figurative straight face impossible mission for this word punster, jokester, and grandmaster without a super plan.
Yours truly (me) made long overdue transition from schlep to mensch
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—𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
Guido Mista x Reader
desc: you’ve been there for Mista for as long as he can remember. that’s just what best friends do. he wants more, but is it worth sacrificing the friendship for his feelings?
wc: 5.5k
a/n: based on the songs Fuck Up The Friendship and Lo Que Tú Me Das! I love the friends to lovers trope, and considering I’ve been wanting to write something super long, this was the perfect opportunity to capture both. likewise, I’ve been a lil sad lately so I hope this cheers you up as it did for me 💕 please enjoy, and if you can, spare a lil extra love!! this bad boy took three days to write.
tags: cunnilingus, fingering, hand job, dirty talk, stretching, premature ejaculation, creampie, minor dom!Reader
tw: not sfw, vomiting, mentions of death and alcohol
HIS MOTHER ALWAYS used to say that burying someone was the living’s way of returning the dead to the Earth. “Back from where they came,” she murmured. “Two meters deep — enough to have the soil hug you.”
He first heard it when his nonno died 11 years ago, and again when Nonna died two years later. To be honest, Guido Mista never understood what his mother was talking about.
Not until he met you.
You were a storm in the simple life that Mista had so carefully crafted. So full of energy, so full of life. You forced him to feel alive. Your laugh sounded like a million bells chiming in his head. Your ideas, for as dumb as they were, always matched his pace.
For as chaotic as you were, it felt as if you had always meant to be a part of his life. Which is why he’s in the midst of dragging you back to his apartment.
“You didn’t have to come to pick me up, yanno,” you slur, the stinging smell of alcohol laced between your words.
“Yeah, I know.” Fuck, when did you get so heavy? He once read that babies can make themselves heavier when they’re having a tantrum, and honestly, that fits at the moment. “But Trish can’t carry you herself, so. Just shut up.”
Trish’s text came about an hour ago.
Trish hey [Name] drank a little too much and I need help :( can you pick us up? ill pay for gas
Needless to say, Mista was out the door 55 minutes ago. He made it to the bar 30 minutes ago. 20 minutes ago did he drop off Trish. And finally, after force-feeding you water and dabbing the sweat from your forehead, he finally made it home with your arm around his shoulders.
You’re wearing the perfume that he bought you for your birthday. Spicy yet warm, something he found so perfect for you the moment he found it. He can remember how wide your eyes opened the moment you saw it, how you threw your arms around him and thanked him over and over again for such a thoughtful gift. He’s happy that you’re wearing it now. But that doesn’t negate how fucking pissed he is at the moment.
That smell permeates his nostrils as he frantically searches for the keys in his pockets. The loud jangling and your heels would surely wake his landlord on the floor below. Mista clicks his tongue at the thought of another scolding — and because of you, goddammit — but he tries to push the idea out of his head. The last thing he needs is another headache.
His front door creaks open, but with a swift kick, he shuts it back close. It slams within its hinges, causing you both to flinch. Shit. Okay, yeah, he’s definitely going to get a scolding in the morning. Though that’s not his priority at the moment.
Mista sits you at his kitchen table. You’re still swaying, even in the chair, but he’s glad that you’re at least conscious. He removes your shoes from your feet, and taking a napkin from the table, he dabs that last bit of sweat from your forehead.
“You’re really stupid, you know that?” Thankfully, you’re functioning, too. That’s why he’s being so mean. Partly because yes, he’s pissed, but also to get it through your thick skull. “Do you even know what time it is?”
“Midnight thirty,” you mumble. “It’s not even that late. You’re just old.”
Mista doesn’t even grace you with a response. He simply heaves a long sigh, then fills a glass of water for you. The water finds itself in front of you, with the gunslinger taking the seat beside you.
But before you can drink it, your hand flies to your mouth, your feet rushing you to Mista’s sink.
He only sighs again.
Nonetheless, he stands up from his seat, following you to the sink. His fingers comb through your hair, pulling strands away from your sweat-soaked face. Your hair bunches together into a ponytail held only by his fist, his other hand running along your back. The warm smell of your perfume is replaced by the foul smell of stomach acid and overpriced mixed drinks.
Christ. Even when you’re vomiting in his sink, you’re beautiful.
...
Wait.
Ew, what the fuck, Mista? Don’t be weird. You’re his best friend! The gunslinger mentally slaps himself, shaking his head to clear his thoughts.
It is true to an extent, though. Even when you’re messy and being so stupidly difficult, he can’t help but be in love with you. He knew that loving you would be difficult. He’s always known. You’re a tempest in his neatly-organized, simple life. Accepting you would make that life so much more complicated.
He’s never been good with words, but with you, he feels as though he’s being buried. Even though it’s suffocating and it’s dark and it’s scary, it’s where he’s always meant to be. Returning to the Earth as his mom used to say. Right with you.
You’ve always been there for him.
Like when Nonna died. He can remember feeling you entwine your fingers with his as they lowered her casket. It wasn’t raining, but it sure felt like it. His tears wouldn’t stop coming. His nose wouldn’t stop running. And for as pathetic as he looked, you refused to leave his side.
And at the end of the day, you gave him the most bone-crushingly tight hug he had ever had in his life. When he asked what your deal was, you only smiled and cupped his cheeks between your soft, little hands.
“To squeeze all the sad out, dummy!”
The least he could do is be there for you, too.
Your drawn-out exhale brings Mista out of his thoughts. You sit up from the sink, your hands gripping its steel rim. You’re okay now, mostly sober. He’s seen you drunk out of your mind enough times to know that you are.
“Here,” he says, reaching back to the table for the glass he brought you. “Drink.”
You do as told. He knows that the water is too cold for your liking, which is evident enough from your flinching at the cool taste. But you still drink it, forcing down the acidity back to your stomach.
You finish the water with a long “Ahhh!” before leaving the glass in the sink. Mista knows that your headache will set in soon, and while it’s too soon to give you any painkillers, he places the medicine on the kitchen counter regardless. Just in case you want them sometime in the night.
“Let’s go lay down,” he continues. He swings your arm around his shoulder once more (not before flushing your mess down the sink drain, of course), and leads you to the humble living room he’s assembled behind his kitchen.
His couch feels plush against your stiff figure. Mista leans you against the armrest, just in case your stomach acts up and you need to vomit again. The last thing he needs tonight is for you to choke and die. After everything that he’s done? Think again.
He stands back, satisfied with his work. “Here, I’m gonna grab you something else to wear. Hold on.” But before he can run off to his closet, he feels something tug on his shirt.
“Wait.” Your voice is raspy and your grip is weak, but it’s enough to catch his attention. “Stay with me.”
“It’ll just be a couple seconds.”
“Please, Guido.”
You never use his first name. Ever since he’s asked you to call him by his last name because that’s what all the cool football players do, you’ve happily obliged. It’s the first time you’ve used his first name since you were kids.
Mista blinks. Nonetheless, he relents, taking his spot next to you.
You return his gesture with a smile. “Here. Let me just…” And with the dip of your head, you’re laying on his chest, your arms wrapped around his figure.
You’ve hugged Mista several times. More times than he can count. That just comes with the territory of being friends for over five years. You’ve hugged him after nights out and many celebrations, but never like this.
He covers his hand with his mouth, his gaze turning to anything but you. “What is with you tonight?”
“Why are you taking care of me?”
Ah. Ignoring his question, he sees. Mista removes his hand from his mouth, placing it on your arm and giving it a squeeze. Keep it cool, Mista. Keep it cool.
“Because we’re friends and that’s what friends do? C’mon, [Name]. You’re smarter than this.”
“But this isn’t the first time.” Your grip tightens. “You’ve never left me hanging. Even for all the stupid things I do, you still find me and take me home. I don’t get it. I’m not worth any of this trouble.”
Not worth any of this trouble? If only you could see his face. His features softened as you said that, his brows knitting and lips forming a tight line. You’re worth all of this, he thinks to himself. I want to do this for you. Because I love you.
He just can’t get himself to tell you.
“Not to me.” He moves his hand up and down your arm. It’s his way of comforting you. He’s never been the best at it, admittedly. But he does try.
“But you called me stupid. Shouldn’t you be spending your time on someone else?”
“Well, yeah, you’re stupid. But your stupid meshes with my stupid, you get me? I wanna help you because I can. I’m not gonna let some other dumbass try to take care of you. That’s my job.”
“But why? No one is forcing you to take care of me.”
That just comes along with my feelings for you. “Like I said, I can and I will.”
“You don’t have to.”
Sure, but I love you. “But I want to.”
“I just don’t get why.”
Because I love you. “Because I love you.”
Wait.
Did he just say that out loud?
“I mean! In a platonic way! The way friends are supposed to love each other!” Mista’s desperately trying to take back everything now. That’s what he gets for narrating everything in his head. Who’s the stupid one now?
“Mista.”
“Love is subjective anyway, right? There are so many ways to see it.”
“Mista.”
“Like, how I love you is definitely not like the romantic kind of love. It’s the 'take care of your friend when they’re stupidly drunk'-type, you know?”
“Mista.”
“What?”
“I love you, too.”
“...What?”
You sit up from his chest so that you can face him. Your legs come up from their places, folding themselves in a cross-cross. Your eyes are watching him carefully, the way that always makes him nervous. He always thought your eye color was beautiful, but seeing them look at him the way he’s always wanted them to… He’s overwhelmed, to say the least.
You try to break the tension by offering him another smile. Mista’s shoulders relax, and he returns your smile the best way he can.
“I love you, too,” you repeat. He watches as you take his hands in yours, just as you did all those years ago. “I’m sorry I got mopey… I just really like you. I have for a while now. I couldn’t comprehend someone like you being there for someone like me and. Um... I wasn’t expecting you to confess, but I’m glad that you did.”
....Is he dreaming? This can’t be real. He has to play back everything to make sure that he heard you right.
So there you are. Sitting across from him. Voicing everything he’s thought about back to him. You love him. He loves you. And he’s wasted years pining over you, when he could’ve had you here, with him, this whole time.
“Are… Are you for real?” A beat. Should he just come clean now? Ah, fuck it. “I've, uh… I’ve thought the same thing about you. But you’re so smart and gorgeous and I’m just… not. I don’t have a lot to offer.”
You don't even hesitate. “You’ve already offered me more than enough. You don’t have to be smart or rich to impress me. You’ve done so much already.”
“I could say the same about you. You really are amazing, [Name].”
“Pfft, and so are you, Guido.”
There you go again, using his first name. You follow this brief moment of intimacy with bringing the gunslinger’s knuckles to your lips, leaving a soft peck on both. He’s dreamed of this moment for so long, to admit to you how much he’s loved you for all these years, only for you to steal his thunder. How typical of you. But he’s not mad. Not any more. Not in the slightest.
And while you might have taken the spotlight on sharing your true feelings, he can at least steal the show.
Mista takes his hand, placing it on your cheek to bring your face to his. He feels you stiffen at his touch, but you return the gesture by cupping his face with your own hands. Within seconds you’re melting, and he can’t help but smile as he kisses you.
Funny how you did the same thing all those years ago — press your palms against his cheeks to squeeze the sad out — only for you to be doing it again. Yet this time there is no sad to squeeze out. Maybe a little, but only because he’s kicking himself for not confessing sooner.
And God, you are just so fucking warm. You make him feel warm. So many years of friendship, so many moments he’s thought about how much he loves you and yet you still manage to give him butterflies. He loves kissing you. And he knows you love it, too. Hearing you hum onto his lips as he slips his tongue in is more than enough of an invitation to press further. He wants more.
“I love you,” he repeats. He moves his hand from your face to the back of your head, supporting your figure as he kisses you. “I love you so damn much.”
His kisses migrate from your lips to your cheek, then to your jawbone and finally, your neck. You take this as your own invitation to press further, moving from your spot and onto his lap. Mista groans as you do this. Fuck, that’s hot. And there’s so much more he can offer you. He knows you’ll let him. You’ve both spent far too long waiting for this moment.
His kisses are light and delicate, as small as the baby’s breath blossoms he’d pick for you as children. He loves feeling the rumble of your moan from your throat — so much so that he’ll do anything he can to get more of it.
So he moves one hand to your ass, while the other gets to work unbuttoning your shirt. He hums as the last button unfurls with a tiny, little pop!, and within seconds, his hand finds itself under your bra.
“Ah… Guido…” His name sounds so beautiful on your tongue. It’s been years since you’ve used it, and he’s not sure if he’ll ever get used to it. He needs more.
“You like that, baby?” He takes your sensitive nipple and plays with it, rolling it between the pads of his fingers. Like everything about you, it’s soft. Warm. So fucking lovely. “Say my name again.”
“That— a-ah. G-Guido!” you manage to force out.
That’s all he needed. Mista takes your breast in his hand, bringing that sensitive nub to his mouth. One benefit of being your best friend is that you’ve told him everything. Including how you never felt spoiled by any of your previous exes. Christ, he’s so excited to change that.
So he laps his tongue over your nipple, suckling it, squeezing your breast with his hand. He’s so desperate to make you feel good. There were so many instances where he knew he could treat you better than your exes. Your moans are indication enough that he’s off to a great start. Such a simple sound, yet something that travels to the pit of his stomach nonetheless.
You taste faintly of salt, likely from dancing with Trish, but Mista keeps licking and sucking and licking and sucking until your nipple is nothing but hot saliva. You whimper as your bud grows sensitive, to which Mista flickers his eyes up to you. Ugh. He forgot how cute you are. He was so focused on making you feel good that he neglected to see your lips pouting — those perfect, full lips — and your eyes shining under his dim overhead light.
He moves to your other nipple, gaze unmoving from your face. Yet when he sees you cry out in delight, how your eyes squeeze shut and your teeth bite at those perfect fucking lips, he has to kiss you again.
You wrap your arms around Mista’s neck as he returns his lips to yours, pulling him close to you. He wastes no time slipping his tongue in once more. It’s messy and it’s clumsy, just as he is, but it’s not like you mind, anyway. He knows you don’t. Everything about Mista is improvised. Yet being around him is what coming home feels like. Welcoming. Right.
He pulls away just for the faintest moment, his dark eyes staring into yours. He blinks. And the goofiest smile emerges on his face. “I love you so fucking much, [Name]. And I promise I’m gonna make you feel so good.”
“Pfft, you’re shit at keeping promises.”
“C’mon! Lemme have this moment.”
And with that, Mista lifts you and places you back onto the couch, facing outward. He wastes no time unbuttoning your pants, and you feel as he drags the fabric from your legs and onto the floor. Oh. Getting hasty so soon?
“What are you doing?” you ask with a small laugh. Mista’s taking off your panties now. “Wait—”
“Keeping my promise. Now shut up.”
Before you can say anything else, Mista runs his tongue over your slit. You respond with another moan, and he can feel that rumble in his stomach again. He’s cursing himself for not being more patient and teasing you more but. Whatever. He’s come this far.
So he takes your legs and swings them over his shoulders. A way to help balance yourself, he reasons, but also to feel your thighs against him. He wraps one arm around your leg to reach the fold above your clit, forcing it upwards to help maximize your pleasure. You find the other hand over your tit, his fingers at work playing with your nipple once more.
Within seconds, Mista’s tongue is over your clit. He starts slow, lapping his tongue in long strokes along the fleshy nub. He’s trying to make up for rushing things, to make you feel as spoiled as you really deserve. He’s surprised that you’re this wet already, though not disappointed. How long had you been in love with him? How long had you waited for this moment?
Feeling you grind against his mouth makes him reason that you’ve been waiting a while. “So greedy,” he teases. He continues with that slow pace, his fingers still at work with your nipple. He wants to electrify you with his touch. If he can make you feel as hot as you do to him, then he knows he’s succeeded.
“Please,” you start. Your fingers wrap around his chestnut curls in a weak attempt to hasten his pace. “I want more.”
“Hm.” He removes his hand from your breast, resting his index and his middle finger on the pad of your bottom lip. “You’ll have to do more if you want more.”
He soon eats his words as he feels you take his fingers into your mouth. Your mouth is so warm and so wet, your tongue swirling around each finger so eagerly and salaciously. Fuck. It’s making his pants tighter. Is that what your pussy feels like? Taking him in with everything you have, opening yourself to be fucked by your best friend?
You look so lewd with his fingers. Your eyebrows are furrowed as you bob your head, running his fingers along your own tongue. Your eyes stare back at him so innocently, so cutely, that he needs to wipe that smug expression off your face.
In one last effort to get him to listen, you release his fingers and say, “I want more, Guido.”
That does it. Mista takes his fingers and forces them into your tight pussy, his tongue running over your clit once more. He curls his fingers against the walls of your opening so perfectly, hitting your spongy insides in a way that makes your stomach twist. More is exactly what he gives you, with his adding another digit to your already-tight opening. He curls and he presses, again and again and again until you feel your head become light.
“Sh-Shit,” you breathe. “I don’t wanna b-be fucked by anyone other than you.”
His breath hitches. You know exactly what he wants to hear. The least he can do is reward you.
“Why d-did I wait so long f-for this?” you continue. “F-Fuck! Just fuck me!”
If you say so.
He curls and he presses his fingers, running them along the walls of your pussy. He feels you clench his fingers, your thighs shaking against his shoulders. It’s the perfect view to see the quick rising and falling of your chest, your head thrown back as he finger fucks you. So beautiful, he muses to himself. And your reactions are all because of him.
Mista’s method is, like all else about him, unpolished but entirely eager. He gets so focused on licking your clit that the movements of his finger pulses become jumbled. It’ll be seconds before he realizes that he’s still inside you, yet when he returns to the motion, that lightheadedness returns. He knows that you’re cursing him for being such an idiot, but he’s your idiot and he’s going to make you finish, anyway.
He tries not to quicken his pace on your clit. Tufts of his hair are held by your perfect hands, a sign he takes as this being the perfect speed. Your grinding against his face is only making him more eager, though. He wants to help you finish so bad. To know that he made you cum. You waited years and years for him to fuck you, and now that he’s here, he wants to give you everything you deserve.
“[Name],” he breathes. His voice is low in a way that you’ve never heard before, his tone rumbling against your clit. “Cum for me.”
And that does it. A sudden wetness pools on Mista’s hand, warm and clear, as he pulls away from you. He loves how your thighs shake around his head. Even more, he loves how your eyes are shut, your mouth breathing one last uneven breath. You look even more perfect than how he imagined.
But he’s not done.
And neither are you.
Your hands rush to the bottom of his shirt, sliding it over his head and tossing it onto his rug. He responds by shimmying your unbuttoned shirt off your shoulders, your bra along with it. His lips find themselves against yours again as you feverishly undo his belt.
“See how good you taste?” he murmurs. You don’t say anything; your only response is your pushing Mista’s pants down his toned thighs. “Goddammit... I’ve waited too long to finally have you.”
You’re smirking as he kisses you. He can feel it. Amongst many other things, he loves knowing everything that you like. Years of whispered secrets and quiet giggles have built up to this. He’s not going to waste it now.
It’s a fact that you acknowledge, too. With his boxers off, you hastily wrap your hand around his shaft. You can’t see anything with his pushing into you, his kisses desperate and warm, but. Dear lord. He feels so full in your hand. Much thicker than any of the other men you’ve been with.
Even still, you can’t tell how big he is. 15 centimeters, at least. Average, but you know it’s going to hurt once he inserts himself into you. It’s a thought that makes you excited; excited enough to quicken your pace in the same way that he so generously did for you.
“A-Ah… [Name]...” His joints are so weak under your touch. And even after all this, he still can’t get rid of the butterflies in his stomach. He’s kicking himself for sounding so needy, but with your eager strokes, he can tell that you don’t mind. There are plenty of other embarrassing things Guido Mista has done in front of you.
“You like being touched by me?” You catch his soft tone immediately. “How many times have you thought of this? How many times did you think of fucking your best friend?”
He swallows. His head is buried in the crook of your neck now. “Too many times,” he admits.
You’re not the only one who knows how to use your friendship to your advantage.
Although you reposition yourself to lay on Mista’s couch, your hand remains unmoving from his cock. Mista follows by placing one leg, bent, on one side of your figure, the other standing to keep himself balanced. Curse this stupidly short couch he found on the corner of the block…
He moans again as your grip tights, twisting slightly around his dick. He places his head in the crook of your neck again, his hot breath against your collarbone. Do you realize what you do to him? He’s had this moment replayed in his mind for so many years, rehearsed everything he would do to you. Yet the moment he gives you control, he becomes a panting mess. How embarrassing.
“Sh-Shit…!” You’re rubbing his tip against your wet entrance now. He’s losing more control. But he has to see what you look like, to know exactly how your features twist as he fucks you properly.
Mista pulls himself from your neck, and. His breath hitches. Not in the same way as before, not pathetic and desperate. He’s in awe. Your pretty eyes stare back at him, begging him to put himself inside you. Your cheeks are still flush from before, and God, it makes you look so damn cute. He loves that your face is still dewy, not because of the alcohol, but because of him. You’re so spent. Yet it’s obvious you want more.
Despite all that, you take the moment from him again. You place his dick at your entrance and pull him toward you, effectively pushing him inside you. Mista’s breath hitches (just the same as before), and while it takes him a moment to compose himself, he takes this as his cue.
He knew that being inside you would be good, but he’d never imagined it’d be this good. You feel so tight around him, so much warmer than he anticipated. Every part of your cunt squeezes his dick in just the right way. It’s evident from his uneven breathing as he thrusts in and out of you.
“I— ah! I-I love you!” you cry. You wrap your arms around his neck in a poor attempt to settle yourself, but let’s be honest, why should you even try? He’s as thick as you thought he was, and even though it stings as he pumps into you, fuck if it doesn’t feel good—
“Goddammit, I love you too...!” He’s never going to get tired of that confession. He could hear it a million times and it would still make his heart race. And it just makes him even harder. You want him. To be fucked by no one other than him. Only him. And he’s going to make sure he’ll be your last.
One hand remains on the couch to keep himself steady, while the other is on your cheek, the pad of his thumb stroking your cheekbone. Everything he’s said is true. Even if he’s pumping into you wildly, there’s still that part of him that wants to take care of you. It’s evident in his movements.
Mista takes this opportunity to deepen his thrusts. Despite his pace, your pussy still clings to him. He can feel it. You’re so moist under him, covering his cock in that same wetness he forced from you as he ate you out. Your cunt makes such lovely sounds as he pushes into you. And while he can feel the coolness from his apartment as he pulls out, he’s not going to deny you those long, fast thrusts he knows you deserve. After all, he wants to take care of you.
“You were made for me,” you breathe, your pretty eyes staring back at him. “S-See how perfectly— a-ah! Shit…!” You pull him closer to you. “See how perfectly we f-fit?”
“Yes, fuck, yes!” He’s babbling at this point now. He hardly has any control over himself. Your wetness, the sounds your pussy’s making, the slap of your ass against his thighs — it’s all so much. His head is spinning.
He’s given everything to you now. He quickens his pace as much as he can, driving his dick into you with such reckless abandon that your eyes roll to the back of your head. That sight alone is enough to make him tremble with excitement, though he tries to quell it as much as he can.
“Fuck me, Guido! Fuck me!”
He can’t take it.
Shit.
Oh, shit.
No no no no—!
It happens so fast. He’s pumping into you, and suddenly, warmth surrounds his cock. He feels it. You feel it, too.
You blink.
Mista blinks.
“Did… did you—?” you start.
“Yep,” he answers.
Guido Mista did, in fact, just finish inside you without any warning.
Well. That does it. He’s ending his friendship with you, effective immediately. Out of all the embarrassing things he could’ve done, did he have to fucking finish in such an embarrassing way!? There were so many things he wanted to do with you still, like make you cum two more times, or finally know how your lips feel around his dick, or—
“Bahahaha! Are you serious?”
Your laughing snaps him out of his thoughts. Of course you’d laugh at his premature finish.
“What?”
“This is just so… in character of you.”
Hold on. Did you expect this to happen? “...What do you mean?”
You don’t respond, only shooting him a look he recognizes as your ‘you know exactly what I mean, don’t play dumb’-look. Your cheeks are still flushed, but he can’t tell if it’s from laughing or from the heated moment before.
Likewise, his own face is beet-red. He’s not just embarrassed, he’s humiliated. He finally has you all to himself, knowing full well that you return his feelings, and this is how he starts it. Way to go, Mista. This must be a bad omen. ...Oh, Christ. What’s going to happen when he has sex with you for the fourth time?
But just as he can so easily read your expressions, you can read his. And before Mista can embarrass himself much further, he feels your palms press against his cheeks. You’re squeezing his face, jutting his lips out in an awfully comical way. You stifle a laugh as you do so, to which Mista raises a brow.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“Squeezing the sad out,” you respond.
Ah, yes. Of course. How could he forget?
“Don’t worry about it, dummy,” you continue. You bring his face to yours, placing a kiss on his puckered lips. “I love you, remember? That includes all of you. All your bad jokes, your stinky armpits—”
“My armpits aren’t that stinky.”
“Beside the point. This is one of those moments where I love you most. It’s where you’re the most you.”
He thinks over this for a moment. And then, “You mean that?”
“Obviously. Now help me clean up.”
Where he’s the most him, huh? That… says a lot about his character. He won’t dwell on it, at least not for now. The fact is that he knows you’re telling the truth is enough for him. And the fact that, even after all these years, you’re still there for him even during his most demeaning moments? Well. That says a lot about you.
This isn’t the first time he’ll have you to himself, he admits. Hell, this isn’t even the first time you’ve slept over. There will be many more moments like these, and many more opportunities for him to make it up to you.
For now, he’ll start by helping you off the couch and into his arms. “I love you, too,” he whispers. To you. To himself. There will come a moment where he can tell the rest of the world that [Name] [Surname] is finally his. But for now, all that matters is that you’re here, with him, in his arms and in his heart.
And you hug him back. If he didn’t know any better, it felt like the Earth was embracing him. Bringing him back to where he came, where he always belonged: with you.
#guido mista#jjba#JoJo's Bizarre Adventure#golden wind#part 5#not sfw#vomiting /#alcohol /#mentions of death /
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One Shot
You Belong With Me
One shot request by @dangerouseggseagleartisan ... My drunk mind stupidly asked her for a one shot with a pairing that I haven’t done yet. Asking a Drake Stan to do Drake x Kiara - how could you? 😭 I kind of expected a friendship pairing such as Maxwell x Riley or Olivia x Riley. But I’ve done it you should be proud of me 🤣
Pairings: Drake x Kiara, Drake x Riley
Takes place Book 2, Chapter 10- Tea time in Paris.
Warnings: SMUT 🍋, jealously
Tagging combined list - my fellow Drake stans I’m so sorry- I feel like such a traitor 😫
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Kiara knew that she was in love with Drake Walker ever since they were teenagers. There was something about him, that only she could see. Everyone else in court had berated him due to not having a title like the rest of them. Most people would say he had an easy ride in life by being the Princes best friend- having everything handed to him on a plate. The snobbish attitude. Everyone that was apart from Kiara and Liam. When Jackson Walker tragically died, and Bianca Jackson abandoned her children- Kiara was grateful for the royal family allowing the Walker siblings to stay in Cordonia. This way she hadn’t lost the love of her life.
Every time Kiara saw him, her heart would flutter- she wouldn’t admit her feelings to anyone, especially her closest friends Madeleine and Penelope. Kiara had to admit, that Drake always looked damn good even in his usual denim jacket- his muscles were visible even through the material. When his earthy brown eyes opened, she believed that they were full of lust and satisfaction- she adored it. His cocky smirk, most people would find rude- but not her, instead it was one of his features that gave him his personality.
Kiara knew once she joined the social season that she would never win the heart of the Prince- but that didn’t matter to her. She was a suitor for her house, that was all- her heart belonged to the handsome commoner. It was the tea party in Paris, Kiara had found Drake immediately sitting alone at the table staring into the brewing cup of tea. Asking him if she could sit with him he nodded, she was pleased- if he had said no she wasn’t sure if she could handle that kind of rejection.
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Kiara dug her nails into Drake’s biceps, leaving the slightest crescent marks against his skin.
“How about we take this somewhere private? No one will miss us?” She asked seductively. Drakes cock twitched at the premature thoughts of what they would be doing. Standing up, he checked over his shoulder- scrutinising the area everyone was engaged in social conversation. Holding his hand out to her, she excepted as they snuck off- the corner of her lips turned as they left.
Kissing her the world instantly fell away, as if no one else existed. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words could never explain. Resting his hand below her ear, his thumb caressed her cheek as their hot breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his back, pulling him slightly closer. Unexpectedly, his hand drifted towards her hip. It lingered there as he pulled her closer- now not leaving any space between the two of them. Inhaling sharply, she fell into his warm chest, that chiseled to perfection. Feeling the beating of his heart against her chest, she felt safe and loved in his arms. Both their breathing quickened in unison, as he nuzzled into her neck with delicate kisses. They were so faint, they were more like whispers. Her now limp body began to tremble uncontrollably. His head was slightly positioned to the side as his lips came closer to hers- their breaths continued to mingle, her heart constantly fluttered inside her chest.
Pinning her against a wall, her hand began sliding across his jeans pressing on to his erection before eagerly working at his zip- releasing his manhood. The sudden urge he had, made him slide his hands under her skirt, pushing it up. Hooking his fingers around the lacy fabric of her underwear, he quickly pulled them down- before stashing them in his back pocket. Drake roamed his hands passed her thighs before pumping his fingers inside her determined to hit that spot. His thumb circled her clit, making Kiara’s body begin to tremble even more than before- her eyes begging and pleading for more. Removing his newly coated fingers, he bent down separating her legs before licking her centre- his breath on her felt warm- the sensation due to his actions made her close her eyes and arch her back. Switching from licking her with his tongue to sucking on her clit- he devoured her. As her moans became louder, this encouraged him to work faster, eager to make his girl cum for him again. “I think it’s your turn now Drake.”
Wrapping her delicate hand around his length, she began stroking it slowly - almost teasing him- Drake moaned at her touch. Rubbing her thumb in a tantalising rhythm over his tip- he believed he was already close to premature ejaculation. Slowly rubbing his hard cock, she was always impressed with his package. Placing her fingers around his shaft- she rubbed up and down. Changing the rhythm every so often, he moaned her name before she knelt onto the floor. She decided to lick his testicles before licking the tip of his cock, taking in all his length, his cock was now all wet and slippery. Increasing her speed, she felt him pulsate inside her mouth- knowing she was pleasing him as he did her, she didn’t want anyone else in her life.
Pulling her up back into a standing position, his hand slid under the fabric of her top- he cupped both breasts before tweaking each nipple- whilst slowly kissing her neck. Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Kissing his neck as he brushed his tip against her entrance- before inserting himself inside her- he moaned loudly in response to the sharp bites she was now providing. Keeping her legs wrapped around him as he drilled into her, one hand was firmly braced on the wall- their kisses were becoming more passionate in between loud moans from the two of them. Their bodies were moving in sync, as he hit the spot with every powerful thrust.
He was so close, and Kiara was going to drive him quickly over the finish line.
“Come on baby, you feel so good.” She moaned as she felt his cock twitch inside her. “Finish for me. I want to feel you. I’ve needed this for so long.”
“Baby, I need you to take control. I can’t wait any longer. I want us to make love.” He grunted. Pushing him onto the floor, Kiara straddled him- riding him like a professional cowgirl through their orgasms. Rubbing her clit as she worked on him, she soon released. Something about Drake made her nerves stand on end- not knowing exactly why, she insisted on keeping that feeling for as long as she possibly could. Feeling his cock convulse inside her before releasing himself, she felt the warmth of his seed as she continued to slowly rock her hips helping them both ride out their high.
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Every time she wasn’t with him, she could still feel his tongue against her core, the way he gently flicked and rubbed her clit eating her as if he was a starved man and as if she was his last meal. Driving his cock into her at accelerated speeds- pushing her over the edge every time.
“Kiara?” Fluttering her eyes open slowly, she smiled knowing it was just the two of them.
“Kiara? Are you going to tell me about Savannah?” Hearing his voice- still holding on to his bicep- she was suddenly knocked out of her trance as he abruptly removed her hand off him, providing her with a stern look.
“Pardon?”
“Savannah. She was taking french lessons from you months you said....”
“Oh. Yes. I really enjoyed teaching her. French is my favourite of all the languages that I speak. I’ve always found it to be such a romantic language.” Looking at Drake, a half hearted smile formed on her face as realisation hit that he didn’t understand her upfront flirting.
“Hey guys.” What is she doing here? Je la déteste.
“Oh, hello Lady Riley.” Kiara politely said, as she looked between Riley and Drake both their faces lit up being in each other’s presence. Elle l’aime. Il l’aime. She loves him. He loves her. I’m paranoid. They are only friends.
“Hey Brooks.” Drake winked at her, causing Riley to blush.
“Well don’t you two look cozy.” It was now Kiara’s turn to blush, before she saw jealously written across the newbies face as well as in her tone of voice.
“We weren’t.... I weren’t...” I wish I was. Je l'aime tellement. I love him so much. “I’d better go.” Kiara stood up, she couldn’t help herself look at the two of them- it felt like a stab in heart seeing the star crossed lovers look they gave each other.
“Drake you know you’re mine right?”
“Brooks.... you’re cute when you’re jealous, you know that?” Kiara stared at the two them discreetly. Noticing how relaxed Drake seemed around Riley, noticing him smile at her adoringly.
“Believe me, if I need to stake my claim on you, I’m not going to be shy about doing it.”
“And what would that look like?”
“I’m debating between a very public, very passionate kiss..... and shoving Kiara into the petit fours the next time she flirts with you.” Placing her arm on his shoulder, Kiara noticed his hand wandering towards her body. Her body began to shake, shaking that much that she didn’t realise the tea spilling over her.
“As much as I’d love to see that we both know you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’re the only girl for me Brooks.”
Overhearing the conversation between Riley and Drake, she couldn’t understand what he would see in her. Wasn’t she good enough for him? She had known him longer than Riley did, she was like a stranger. You’re the only girl for me Brooks. Does Liam know about this ‘affair’? Or was I blind this whole time? Was I the only one to not realise about them both?
“How about we take this somewhere private? No one will miss us?” Drake asked Riley seductively, her lips curled up as she nodded. Drakes cock twitched at the premature thoughts of what they would be doing. Standing up, he checked over his shoulder- scrutinising the area everyone was engaged in social conversation- everyone that was apart from Kiara who was stood in the corner listening to them. Her heart began to shatter piece by piece.
“Brooks, I want you to take control of me. I can’t wait any longer. I want us to make love.”
Kiara watched the two of sneak off, like giggling teenagers. Tears forming in her eyes before running down her cheeks like a waterfall. Taking a deep breath, she wiped her tears away- forcing a fake smile as she joined in a conversation with Penelope and Madeleine.
It should have been me. Drake Walker will only ever be a fantasy. I want him to touch me, love me back. If you can see I'm the one who understands you. Been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me. Have you ever thought just maybe? You belong with me.
Kiara noticed Liam on his own holding a scotch, her mind wasn’t functioning correctly as she made her way over to him.
“Lady Kiara... are you okay?” Liam’s forte was usually being able to read people, he had never seen Kiara look so vacant- she was the intellectual one out of all the women, always smiling, always able to bypass any feelings and keep up a conversation. Caressing her cheek he slowly wiped away the tears that were unknowingly to her racing down her cheek.
“Do you still have feelings for Lady Riley?” Assuming that Madeleine had informed her about his true feelings, he knew he couldn’t lie.
“I do have strong feelings towards Lady Riley. Why?”
“Did you know that she is in a relationship with Drake?” But he should belong with me.
#choices trr#fanficrequest#drake x kiara#drake x riley#drake walker#riley brooks#liam rhys#trr kiara
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Codename: Chapter 9: Gendry
So side note before you read...I cross post this on AO3 and I literally just copy and paste over here so please excuse my notes...
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Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Gendry
Summary:
Things finally happen.
Notes:
I am so so so so so sorry that this took forever for me to write! First, I've been super overworked at work and have little to no time to actually work on this. Second, I share a laptop with my mom and she goes to school so I hardly have it most of the time (I also have to password protect my docs because I don't need her reading what I wrote) and haven't been able to write. I try to work on it a bit during my lunch break, but what I wrote is NSFW and I don't really want my boss creeping up behind me while I'm writing smut, that would be very embarrassing. So I had a little free time today and decided to FINALLY get this out!! I am actually quite proud of this smut chapter, consider I literally never write it. Look, I am going to be upfront and personal, I've only ever had one sexual experience in my life and I was in college so...my inspiration comes from fellow fanfic writers. SOOOO with that being said, please excuse any parts of this chapter that may be incorrect? (Yes I ended it as a question because I honestly don't know). Anyway, ish will start to go down after this chapter. Like I know it is only DAY ONE into their vacay, but I'm about to TIME WARP this bitch. Also, that mean that the next chapter may be a little longer. I am aiming for around 4,000 words to wrap up FIVE DAYS of SEX and VACAY, we'll see. Anyway, I hope you do enjoy and for those of you who asked about An Unexpected Journey and when that will be updated...I honestly don't know. I sort of hit a road block with that one and will get to it when I get out of that road block. I hope to finish before the end of the year, but IDK, IDK. This note turned out longer than expected and I doubt that you all want to read 2,000 words of my nonsense, so without further ado, please enjoy this VERY SMUTTY chapter.
I borrowed a line out of one of my fave TV shows in this chapter. It is tweaked of course, to fit the story, but let's see who gets it! HINT: It airs on STARZ.
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Gendry wasn’t sure when they moved to the bed, but he was glad that they did. It allowed Arya a better vantage to properly suck his cock, although he was sure that she could get him off no matter the position. She wasn’t quick about pleasuring him and for that, he was grateful. The other women he had been with rushed when it came to him, leaving him less than disappointed, but with Arya, she knew how to take her time.
He watched her as she guided her small hands along his shaft, stroking it with a slight squeeze. The feeling was intoxicating and he was sure that he would come within seconds. The last thing he wanted to do was ejaculate prematurely like some silly schoolboy who couldn’t handle himself. It took every inch of his being to hold onto the amounting pressure bubbling from him.
He had to admit that she was good with her hands. They were soft and delicate, yet rough and fierce all at once. However, the best thing about Arya pleasing him is that she knew exactly what she was doing. It’s not as if Gendry had been with inexperienced women, they were just turned off by reciprocating the favor. He would spend countless minutes making sure that his lover was properly pleased, yet when it came to him, they either performed haphazardly or flat out refused. Trying to get his ex-girlfriend to participate was an all-out war and became not worth the trouble.
His thoughts were suddenly brought back to the petite brunette bobbing her head up and down his shaft. The sensation had jolted him and he was inches away from sputtering into her mouth. Her mouth was heaven and if he felt this way, but just her light sucks than he was sure to explode when her folds were tightly around him. He could hear the sounds from below as she sucked her way up his cock and over his wet tip, licking the pre-come away from his opening. It was sexy sight and he was sure that he grew harder than ever before.
She returned her mouth to his head and glided her lips down, stopping before his tip could reach the back of her throat. He could hear her let out a gargled gag, the sweet sound breaking that last walls of will he had remaining. With a visceral moan, he bucked his hips upward and spilled his seed into her mouth. She gulped his remnants, wiping away was little seed escaped with the back of her hand.
Gendry watched as she crawled up the bed and plopped beside him, a glowing expression present on her face.
“That was…wow.” He said as he regained some of his composure.
Arya smiled, “Why thank you, sir. You don’t do half bad yourself.”
“Do you know how hard it was for me not to explode the moment your hands touched me? Pretty fucking hard.” He gasped as he engulfed her into his arms.
“What can I say? I have natural talent.” She teased.
Gendry chuckled and placed a light kiss on her lips. He could tell that she was exhausted and if he was being honest, so was he. He wasn’t sure if it were the drinks or the sheer force of their heated session that had drained his body, but he was sure that he could not lift his tired head from the soft pillow without struggle. He glanced down at the naked form beside him and noticed that, while lost in thought; Arya had silently fallen asleep, still wrapped up in his arms.
He began to study her features then; how her hair had soft waves that cascaded down to her shoulders or how vibrant her gray eyes had been. He even noticed the number of deep scars that scattered her lower abdomen and couldn’t help but wonder the story behind them.
Not once in his life had he been this captivated by a woman. She had only glanced at him from a distance and immediately reeled him into her intoxicating mind. He hated that they only had a short time together, but he was sure to make the most of it.
As he watched her sleep, he could feel himself become drowsy with exhaustion. Their romp, even if they hadn’t truly fucked, had taken most of his energy. He was delightfully surprised that a woman of her stature could keep up with his vigorous lust. He had truly found his match and the thanked the gods for finding him such a rare woman, too bad she would be out of his life in just a few short days.
He didn’t remember falling asleep, but when he woke, he noticed that Arya was no longer in his arms but rather perched on his lap, fully naked, circling her hips in such a way that made him groan with pleasure.
“You fell asleep on me, good sir.” She teased as she grinded her hips against his.
Gendry struggled to get the words out of his mouth, “You fell asleep first.”
She leaned down and placed a small peck onto his lips, “Then punish me for doing such a horrible thing.”
He instantly grew hard and he couldn’t stop his hands from moving to her hips, locking her in place. It was a sight to see her on top of him, and as much as he wanted nothing more than to have her beneath him, slamming his cock into her dripping pussy, he enjoyed the illustrious show she was providing.
He could feel her folds slide against his throbbing cock, getting it slick with her wetness. Each pass made him grip her hips harder, and soon he would no longer be able to stand not being inside of her. She teased him a few more times before slowly lowering herself over him.
And Gods it felt like he had died and been brought back to life.
He could feel her walls squeeze against his tender member and he was sure that if she shifted just slightly, he would come almost instantly. She was tight and he could see the slight discomfort on her face. In their earlier throes of passion, she had stated that she was by no means a virgin, but Gendry was sure that he may have been the largest man she had taken.
Concerned for her wellbeing, he asked, “Are you alright? Would you like to stop?”
She opened her eyes suddenly and shook her head with a force, “No! I just need a minute to…adjust. I haven’t been with a man in nearly a year and I certainly haven’t been with a man of your size.”
A smug smile creeped onto his lips, “Well, I’m happy to offer you such new experiences.”
She scoffed and slapped him across the arm, causing her to shift on his shaft. The sensation sent both into instant pleasure.
He steadied his grip on her hips and guided her up before slamming her back down atop him. She screamed in ecstasy and he gritted his teeth to prevent a moan to escape his lips. Up and down, she rode him, and he marveled at the sight. He grabbed ahold of her breast, massaging them as she bucked her hips forward. He could tell she was about to have her release, as he felt her walls clench tight around him. Arya screamed his name and collapsed across his chest, huffing deep breathes.
“Wow.” She breathed.
He nodded, trying to catch his own breath, but he knew that they were no where near finished. She was able to get her release and he wanted nothing more than to get his, all while giving her a few more along the way.
He encircled his arms around her and swiftly turned, pinning her beneath him. He pulled her arms above her head and held them in place with one of his own, while the other creeped to her slick folds. He instantly found the nub he was looking for and flicked it a few times, causing her to buck her hips.
“Stop teasing.” She huffed.
“Oh, I am returning the favor.” He grinned.
In on motion, his still hard cock slammed deep within her.
“Fuck!” She screamed, only adding to his hunger.
He thrust harder and faster, bringing her to the edge of no return. For several minutes he did nothing but pleasure the best way he new how; with the added sensation of him rubbing that sweet pearl, she was withering in complete euphoria.
Gendry soon felt his own release coming. He wanted nothing more than to spill inside her; to watch his hard work seep out of her dripping flower, but despite the fact they were fucking like mares in heat, he still didn’t know her and didn’t want to run the risk of doing something stupid.
With a few more thrust and his release nearly there, he began to pull out, but was quickly stopped by her raspy voice, “No, don’t. I want to feel you. All of you.”
He needed no more invitation, so with a low gruntled moan, he released his seed inside of her. He could feel her body gladly except. They were truly spent, so much so that his softening member was still inside of her. He hardly had the energy to pull out, but he was able to muster a bit to do so.
There they laid in each other’s arms, with a light layer of sweat trickling their skin.
Gendry wiped the hair sticking to Arya’s face behind her ear and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
“I think I am thoroughly spent.” He managed to get out.
She nodded and snuggled her face into the crook of his neck, “I’ve never had sex like that before; it was like I had mounted a bull. Gods, what have I gotten myself into?”
Gendry chuckled at the inclination. If only she knew exactly what he did for a living and what they called him. “More like, who have I gotten myself into. At least you don’t have any bite marks. I could have sworn I felt a little nibble when I was plowing into you.”
“When you bed a wolf, you should expect to get bit.” She said with a smile. Gendry could only laugh at the remark. She was indeed a wolf, and that he had to be weary off.
“So, you’re a wolf then?”
“Hmm, something like that.”
#arya stark#gendrya#got#gendry baratheon#arya/gendry#gendry waters#gendry x arya#gendry/arya#modern arya and gendry#modern au#smutty#smut#smuttiest shit ive ever written#spy au#assassin#arya/gendry smut
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Eye (a generic happy go lucky arachnid) hope(d) for a miracle
Harken and cue lyrics to All I Need Is a Miracle
Song by Mike + The Mechanics.
Aye, a quizzical hunky-dory
spied re: anomaly doth attest
forsooth to see himself as a mister re: wordsmith, with whimsical much about ado about nothing to write, who hoped for a miracle within the blink of an eye videre licet, the lottery ticket of sight immediately after cataract removal surgery of the right eye quite early today August 29th, 2024 at the DelVal ASC - The Eye Surgery Center 744 West Lancaster Avenue Suite 110, Wayne, Pennsylvania 19087. A clear plastic eye covering worn after cataract surgery called an eye shield constitutes a lightweight, transparent shield that protects the eye from injury and particles that can cause irritation and infection. The shield usually secured with surgical tape and worn for several hours, with only removal to put in eye drops. Aside from far fetched fat or slim chance to draw a winning lottery ticket, yours truly would feel gratuity if vision of mine rendered me able to see and befriend Incy Wincy spider climbing up the spout, when Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Afterwards Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain, And Incy Wincy spider climbed up the spout again. Ah the promise to arise in the morn (which turned out to be a premature ejaculation) without the need for glasses ideally to reveal sights unseen (such as the above) restored to me no less than twenty/twenty vision without making a spectacle of myself. Yours truly spins prevarication courtesy using organs called spinnerets located on the underside of abdomen linkedin on a grander scale
being spiritually tethered
to the webbed wide world
leaving realm of mine overactive imagination to recaptcha a divine creator
christened Matthew Scott Harris
emulating figurative rock climbers as he finagles a precarious toehold and finger hold scaling the apex of wuthering heights,
which analogy I likened to Fiona Apple's The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do,
far from the madding crowd proclaiming return of the native after traipsing across the cyber sea
located longest album title while searching for universal solvent, which Longest title of a music album is 156 words long, achieved by Chumbawamba (UK) with the album "The Boy Bands Have Won", released 3 March 2008. The full title of the album is "The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or from Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won."
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Bad Habit 15 - Finding Trouble [Billy Russo x Reader]
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A MONTH LATER
You typed in your message to Karen, but put the phone down as soon as Billy walked into the room.
“Hey.” You said breathlessly, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“Hey, you’re still not dressed?”
“That’s because we have already experienced the fact that you take longer than me, fancy boy.”
Billy frowned slightly, “Uh, no I don’t.”
“I don’t blame you, your hair is better than mine.” You held up your hands, laughing as you walked past him. Your phone beeped, making you jump and you pressed a hand over your chest, annoyed at yourself.
“Babe?”
“Hm?” You turned around to look at him, “It’s just a dinner at Karen’s place, Billy. So, like…chill, and keep away the suits-“
“No, not that. You sure you’re okay?”
Your heartbeat sped up and you tried your hardest to keep your expression flat,
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve been weird all day- well, since you dropped by your apartment.”
“Yeah? I didn’t notice.”
“I did.”
You hummed, “Well, probably I unconsciously compared this place to my place.” You tried to joke, but even you could tell how pathetic of an attempt it was, “Your…fanciness is rubbing off on me.”
You took off your shirt to walk to get another one, but you were stopped by Billy, who tugged at your hand until you stumbled back to him, letting out a giggle.
“Behave, Russo,” You said as he pressed his lips to your bare shoulder, holding you tight.
“We could be late.”
“We’re already late!” You laughed, “And we’re gonna drop by my place, so which means we’re gonna be even more late!”
“They won’t mind.”
“Wouldn’t know, Frank doesn’t look like the person to keep waiting.” You wiggled out of his grip and stood on the tips of your toes, then pecked him on the lips. “Raincheck.”
“I’ll hold you up to that.”
You wiggled your brows and put your shirt on, “No problem as long as you hold me up against other stuff as well.”
Billy groaned, and you walked to the mirror to check your reflection, then turned to him.
“Ta daa, see, ready.” Your phone started ringing, taking you off-guard again and you looked down at it to see Ethan’s name flashing on the screen. Billy’s eyes followed yours, and he clenched his jaw.
“Y/N-“
“We don’t have time for that,” You said as you hit decline, and walked out the door to the elevator. “Come on.”
“Maybe I should talk to him.” Billy said and you scoffed, looking up at him.
“Yeah, no.”
“The guy has been calling you almost every day-“
“And I’m not answering.” You said as you left the elevator, then walked outside to get to his car, “So he can keep calling.”
“No he can’t keep calling.”
“Billy-“
“You know what, the more I think about what you said, it makes more sense, I feel like he’s somehow tied to your brother or some shit.”
“Then it’s a good thing we’re not hanging out.”
“I’m just saying, maybe you should let me answer the phone the next time.”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe from masculinity overdose in this car.” You snarked, keeping your eyes on the road “Seriously, it’s fine. I can take care of myself.”
“No doubt to that, but if the asshole keeps harassing you-“
“He’s not. He just- he wants us to talk. I told you-“
Billy scoffed, “The guy wanted to marry you, and you actually believe he just wants to talk?”
“He wanted to marry me before my brother fucked him up.” You pointed out “Besides, do I need to remind you that I dumped his ass?”
“He’s too clingy.” Billy said as he pulled over in front of your house and you shrugged, unbuckling your seatbelt.
“He’s gonna get the clue sooner or later.”
“I’d disagree.” Billy’s voice was suddenly too firm and you raised your head, then followed his gaze.
Fuck.
“Billy, don’t even-“ you started but Billy had already stormed out of the car. You groaned, looking at Ethan who was waiting in front of your building.
“Fuck this shit-“ You pushed open the door to run to them “Okay, let’s keep this high school shit to ourselves, yeah?”
“…. get the clue and fuck off.” Billy said, looking Ethan dead in the eye and Ethan raised his brows.
“Or what?”
“Jesus Christ-“ You stepped in between them. “Billy come on, I got this, okay?”
“Oh, this is him then.” Ethan said, “Makes sense.”
“Excuse me?” You asked and he scoffed, nodding at Billy’s car,
“Money helps, I guess.”
Billy took a step towards him, fuming, and you pressed your hand against his chest.
“Don’t push your luck.” You turned to Ethan, gritting your teeth, “Get the fuck out of here.”
Ethan scoffed, then put his hands up, mocking surrender.
“Call me when you snap out of it, Y/N.” he said, and walked away, making your anger roar through your veins but you shook your head.
“You should’ve let me handle it.” Billy said through clenched teeth and you rolled your eyes.
“He can say as much bullshit as he wants.”
“That fuckhead’s implying you’re so naïve to be deluded by money is okay for you then?”
“You’re an ex Special Forces soldier,” You said, running a hand through your hair, “I think I’d know who to bet on if you got into an actual fight, okay?”
“Yeah Y/N, exactly-“
“The guy already took a beating because of me-“ You heaved a deep sigh, “He’s just bitter. He thinks all rich people are assholes-“
“So he thinks like you?”
“I’m excluding you on that statement,” You said patiently, “He doesn’t, because he doesn’t know you.”
“He’s insulting you-“
“Billy, I seriously don’t give a fuck about who thinks what about me,” You said and he scoffed.
“I give a fuck about who thinks what about you,” he said, “Where does he live?”
“You’re not pulling that shit.”
“Never mind, I can get people to find that out for me-“
“Russo!” You snapped, “Chill the fuck out, Jesus Christ…”
“You’re just gonna let that slide then?”
“I have other shit to worry about.” You spoke without thinking and he frowned.
“Like what?”
Fuck.
“I- ehm…” You shrugged, “Stuff, you know. My- my brother laying low these days, who knows what he’s up to. Besides…” you stood on your tiptoes to peck him on the lips “We’re gonna be extremely normal tonight, okay? Like a boring couple, who meets another boring couple and has a boring dinner.”
Billy let out a breath, still not convinced and you wiggled your brows.
“Well maybe not that boring. Up for a quickie at Karen’s bathroom?”
Billy shook his head slightly, “You’re unbelievable.”
“Stop jumping to my defense and jump on me instead.” You stated, making him chuckle, “I’m gonna grab the dish and be right back, okay?”
“Want me to come upstairs?”
You opened your mouth to say yes, but then remembered what was on the table upstairs and you shook your head.
“It’ll take like a second,” You said, “Be right back.”
You opened the door to climb the stairs, then went to unlock your door. You stepped inside and heaved a sigh, purposely avoiding looking at the table, then opened the fridge, took out the plate and walked out of the apartment again.
“We’re seriously being a boring couple.” Billy laughed as he helped you with the plate and both of you got to the car, “Gotta say, didn’t see that coming.”
“Me neither dude, I thought one of us would be dead by now.”
“My money was on me.” Billy stated as he started the car, and you shook your head,
“No way. I thought by now, I’d be dead and you’d have moved on-“
“I’d have moved on that quickly?”
“Yeah! With some really elegant and rich chick, and then I’d have to haunt your dick.”
“How would you haunt my dick?”
“I don’t know, ghost me would find a way I feel like.” You said, “I’d give you a boner everytime you talked to a chick, or like… premature ejaculation.”
“Your ghost would cause that?”
“Yeah, like a sexy ghost!”
Billy let out a laugh “If I were haunting you, I’d probably hang around in your bedroom.”
“Can you have sex with ghosts?” You wondered out loud, “I feel like we should know that, in case one of us dies.”
“Wasn’t that in that TV show you made me watch last night?”
“Yes! Oh my God, that woman…“ You trailed off and started another nonsensical conversation about ghosts until Billy pulled over in front of Karen’s apartment. Both of you walked into the building and Billy rang Karen’s doorbell.
“I’m just saying, if you can have sex with ghosts, who would you have sex with? Like which actress, because I have a list-“ You were cut off when Karen opened the door and hugged you.
“Hi, welcome!”
“Hey there.” You said as Billy walked inside, already talking to Frank.
“Kitchen, we need to talk.” Karen told you and you followed her to the kitchen, then put the plate to the counter.
“Wow, smells delicious-“
“Cut the bullshit.” Karen told you, “Y/N, I-I feel like my head’s gonna explode, and there are many flaws in that plan of yours-“
“Shh!” You put a finger against your lips, checking if Billy or Frank were near the kitchen, but they sounded like they were in the living room, “Karen!”
“No, seriously-“
“You didn’t tell Frank, did you?”
She rolled her eyes, “Of course I didn’t tell Frank!”
“Good, because Billy can’t know.”
Karen ran a hand through her hair, “And why is that?”
“You know why!”
“I still think he needs to know.”
“It’s my decision.”
“And I’m behind it one hundred percent, doesn’t mean you can’t give him a heads up.”
You crossed your arms, shaking your head,
“With the stalker level of my brother, I think it’s safe to assume that he might be there.”
“Yeah, so maybe having an actual special forces soldier who is way ahead of you or me when it comes to fighting could be better, Y/N!”
“You have a gun, when you see him-“
“I’m not trained in any way!” Karen whispered, cutting you off, and you heaved a sigh,
“If shit goes down, you’ll leave-“
“And let that psycho take you?” Karen shook her head, “Okay, you don’t wanna tell Billy… How about- how about Frank?”
“They’re besties! Bro code or some shit, he’d tell Billy!”
“How about Matt? Matt could be there.”
“You and I both know Matt’s stance on all that.”
“Doesn’t matter, he wants you to be safe, we all do.”
“Maybe there won’t be any problems- maybe- maybe my brother won’t show up there and it’ll go smoothly.”
Karen heaved a deep sigh, “Okay, are you one hundred percent sure about this?”
You pursed your lips, and took a deep breath.
“Not really. I’m still-considering.”
“Then why-“
“Hey,” Billy said and both of you flinched, and you pressed a hand over your chest.
“Hey,”
“You…need help?” Billy asked, frowning slightly as he looked at you both and Karen shook her head,
“Nope. We’re all set, I’ll just bring the drinks and we can start.”
“Can I talk to you for a sec, Y/N?” Billy said and you nodded, stealing a glance at Karen, then followed him to the balcony.
“Okay, what’s going on?” Billy asked as soon as you closed the door behind you and you gave him a nervous laugh.
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean.”
There was no way. There was no way he could know.
You shrugged, trying to look at innocent as possible. “You might have to elaborate.”
“Okay. What’re you hiding?”
Your eyes snapped up to his, and you tried to laugh,
“Uh… I’m watching porn without you.”
“Y/N…”
“I used to have a crush on Daredevil-”
“What’re you not telling me?” Billy said, obviously not in the mood for it and you gritted your teeth, shutting your eyes for a second.
“We- you’re right, we need to talk. After- after this dinner.”
Billy nodded, “Okay.”
“I might do something- I- I haven’t really decided yet, and… as always, Karen is right, you have the right to know.” You tried to smile when you saw the worried expression on his face, then wrapped your arms around his neck to hug him tight, inhaling his scent. He held you tight, making you feel safe in an instant and you tried to blink back the tears.
“Hey, you’ll be okay. Hm?” Billy pressed a kiss to the top of your head “I’d die before I let anything happen to you, you know that right?”
You let out a teary laugh, “And haunt me?”
“And haunt you.” Billy said, and as if on cue, his phone started ringing. He frowned when he saw the caller I.D.
“Gotta take this.”
“Okay, I’ll be inside.” You said, and walked into the living room.
“Hey, you okay?” Frank asked and you nodded, wiping your eyes,
“Yeah, starving actually.”
“Same, Karen didn’t let me touch any food before you two came here.”
“You stole some anyway, Frank!” Karen’s voice reached you from the kitchen and you laughed,
“How’s everything going between you two? Doing anything that might require me to kill you yet?”
“Nah,” Frank shook his head, smiling fondly “And you and my boy?”
“Your boy can be quite aggressive, did you know that?” You asked, making Frank shoot you a weird look, “We- came across my ex while coming here. Boy, he was fuming.”
“Your ex huh?”
“Motherfucker doesn’t leave me alone.”
“Need someone to take care of him?”
“Jesus, no!” You said, “On contrary, I need you to talk some sense into your buddy, okay? He actually wants to hunt him down.”
“Hey, if Karen’s ex was still sniffing around-“ Frank started but before he could continue, Billy pulled the door open to walk into the living room, still holding the phone.
“Guys, I- uh… something came up at the company,” he looked really pissed off, “Gotta go there.”
“What? No!”
“Come on Bill, we’re gonna eat!”
“I’ll try to come back as soon as I can, okay? Don’t wander off alone.” He kissed your cheek in a rush and grabbed his coat, then walked out of the apartment with fast steps. You groaned.
“I feel like a mob wife.” You announced and turned to Frank “Do you feel like a mob wife?”
“With Karen? All the fucking time.”
Billy couldn’t come back the whole night, nor could he answer any of your texts, other than a short I’m fine, it’s just business, I’ll call you whenever I can. You checked your watch as you got into your jacket, and Karen bit on her lip.
“Maybe Frank should walk you home.”
“Yeah, I totally can-“
“Karen, I know you haven’t dropped by lately but I’m pretty sure you can remember how close I live.”
“You’ll call me when you get home.”
“Jesus Christ-“
“Y/N!”
“Fine, I’ll even send you a selfie from the house, you happy?” You kissed her cheek, then hugged Frank, “I trust you to distract her quite well, Castle.”
“I’ll try.” Frank said, “She’s right, call us.”
“Okay, okay…” You mumbled and zipped your jacket, then walked out of the building. You took a deep breath, the cold weather helping you to calm your heartbeat down as you thought about the conversation you’d have with Billy tonight.
Of course Karen was right.
Of course it was wrong to keep him in the dark, especially when you weren’t even sure whether you’d go through with it or not.
Your thoughts were like a storm in your head, as you opened the door to your building and walked upstairs, then unlocked the door, texting Karen you got there before you raised your head and you gasped, dropping the phone. Your heartbeat got faster in a second and you cussed yourself in your head for not taking your gun with you, as you stared at him.
“Vincent?”
He looked exactly like how you remembered him, it was like he hadn’t changed a bit after these years. He smiled at you, with a gun in his hand.
“Hi little sis,” he said, then took a look at the small white object lying on the table before he lowered the gun a little to point it at your stomach,
“How’s the baby?”
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#Report and it's official? They're starting to compare the name Jason to a jizz or a premature ejaculation
I think that's a misstatement but let's address the elephant in the room YOU GUYS HAVE FELL INTO A LOOPHOLE DO YOU WANT TO BUY A RELIGION BELIEFS FOR YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD AND ALL SABOTAGE ONE MAN'S BEACH
That's where that's why we are very proud and thankful airplane Jason didn't work? The girls were the best because no one heard their screams? There was no supervisor? No mayor? No governor? Nobody there to stop the bloody violence of these men torturing girls?
THE SECOND ONE THEY SAID YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO NAME YACHT FISH JASON because it's a name of a black skin man #yikes THAT MAY BE BOSTON'S WHOOPS WRONG BATHROOM STALL THERE'S ONLY TWO TIMES IN LIFE I WAS ABLE TO TRANSLATE THEIR FAILED LANGUAGE IN BOSTON THEY'RE FAILED NAZI POLICE OF BOSTON THEY'RE FAILED DEAD WHITE TRASH FAMILY OF BOSTON but the statement is simple okay you guys don't like Jason you guys are just using it as a ruse because gov pays you guys 10% to name the boy a certain name and then kill him
But mark my word mark my words all letter A's all the letter A holes lead back to my beach and you guys will answer for sabotaging my Beach water My yacht and most importantly my beautiful airplane
Kiss my ass
Did not tell you guys it was one black no sorry I'm on Google voice I'm talking to a crowd of people in front of the airport? Didn't I tell you yeah they're all shaking their hands and putting their thumbs up it's one black this f****** sabotage can only get around through that dead n***** daughter family in any and every sunrise promoting named a little boy Jason and then murder him in front of the girls YOU KNOW IT'S JUST IT'S JUST A BAD STATEMENT FOR BLACKS TO BE AROUND BEACH WATER IN THE FIRST PLACE I WOKE UP TURNED ON THE NEWS 1,000 WHITE SKIN FISH FLOATED TO THE TOP AND DIED OF NATURAL CAUSES BECAUSE THE NIGHT BEFORE THOSE N****** ARE OUTSIDE BY THE BEACH WATER HAVING A PARTY THROWING THEIR IDEOLOGY IN THE AIR THEIR BELIEFS IN THE AIR AND THEY'RE STINKY HAND IN THE AIR AND THE OTHER HAND MOST LIKELY ROLLING A BAG OF DOPE OR SOMETHING
Kiss my ass
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In Memorium of ALL that was lost 17 years ago and Also Intentionally Slotted Here This Evening Most Thoughtfully to Act as Motivational Fuel for the Fires that will Rage from Within the Very Core of the hearts and minds and conscience of the soon-to-be in Revolt citizenry of these United States of America in one Final, bloody, intense and all too necessary Shoot-em-up Stand-Off to the death against the Evil Spectres of World Domination and specifically to thwart and completely overpower them before they are able to initiate the communications, media, finances, military, government shutdown and beginning of an unspeakably brutal, inhumane, uber-violent and nightmarish new era of civil war, revolution, mass execution, starvation and instantaneously unleash mass catastrophic casualties not only to the populace but also to the environment, the animal kingdom in it’s entirety, the planned destruction of entire continents through previously un-imagined and practically instantaneous destruction of the planet’s protective ozone layer, resulting in the immediate genocide of all of Earth’s indigenous carbon-based life, it’s plentiful flora, wide variety of fauna and also contaminate what hadn’t already evaporated upon impact the small remaining amounts of precious life-sustaining water, through their perfected secret mastery of previously undiscovered directed energy weaponry that is some form of combined nuclear energy, microwave technology, anti-gravitational frequencies, pure dark anti-matter (!!!seriously!!!NO SHIT!!!), weather, climate and tectonic plate manipulated modification turned up to astronomically dangerous, unstable and very likely mass extinction level event status catastrophic disasters and result in essentially prematurely creating and ejaculating another end of the world as we know it holocaust to end all previous civilizations falls and final death knells (but this time, intentionally caused by the control-freakish political, financial, industrial and military combined governing lords over mankind itself) all inclusive planetary die-off and single, solitary jumping off and into the bottomless abyss, resulting in a.) spill over into the pan-dimensional multiverse (which WAS previously thought to have been theoretically an absolute impossibility!) into the ninth, tenth and twelfth dimensions, respectively, but simultaneously also extinguishing out every last vestige of life-force on the planet in less than a tenth of a second and managed to obliterate each and every one of us from a dimension of sight, sound and mind directly into a (imminently far, far greater than simply a mere) other dimensional plane, consisting of layer upon layer upon layer (infinitude) of vehemently dangerous couplings of essentially MATTER and ANTI-MATTER coming in and back out of direct contact with one another, frequently, shockingly silently co-mingling into and between and surrounding and even bridging and exchanging protons and atoms and black matter as well as sub-atomic particles and potentially even communications, emotions, entanglements, relationships, births, deaths, momentary sharing and exchanging one another’s very fundamental opposite identities and dimensional realities and physics, with the identifying forces of one’s positive matter actually momentarily embracing and becoming the other’s negative anti-matter in a unproven but most undeniably sexual and familiarly interpersonal most extremely noticeably peculiar and identifiable fashion of cosmic similitude and the commonly shared consciousness of which we all are, have been or one day will be a consciously living, breathing and existing extension of and only temporarily branched out from, as we and every other pattern of energy and cosmic memory perpetually re-emerge from as brand new energy patterns of a dangerously unstable and eventually formidably destructive and destroying on all levels of all layers of all dimensions and each and every one of the millions of universes, galaxies, solar systems, planets, continents, countries, cities, neighborhoods, square blocks, autonomous buildings and personal dwellings, individual living spaces with identifying names defining what activity or necessity of everyday life is executed within each specified room and it’s functional purpose, personal effects, family heirlooms, furniture, keepsakes, entertainments, elemental nourishment preparatory appliances and implements,unique individual life forms laying in bed, tossing and turning back and forth, unable to achieve sound sleep, the myriad cacophony of inner voices, fleeting thoughts, obsessions, scheduling of things to accomplish the following day, what they were going to wear, weather or not so-and-so was interested in dating them, worrying that their car might break down again and having to shell out another $500 out of their laughably inconsequential savings account, the linear dream state of human beings, as it continues to develop and move forward and shift from reality to reality and from moment to moment, never actually ceasing in it’s eternal clockworks, weather the unconscious host dreamer is currently wide awake and existing, thinking, acting and forgetting all about what they had experienced within it’s hyper-reality surrealism and meditative, curative phantasmagoria just a few hours previously when they were still fully immersed in it’s calm and collected, REM-activated trappings and grasp, and even then, the dream they had suddenly woken up from unexpectedly as their alarm clock went off at 8:30 am sharp and they ever so slowly, lackadaisically began to forget all about the wild, memourable, erotic, funny, exciting, evocative dream they had been enjoying just prior to waking up, in which they even got to hang out and experience many different kinds of abstractly disjointed variations and totally irrational and illogical combinations of being in their parent’s house/but also at Disneyland/which was also a Bob’s Big Boy Restaurant/and the hospital corridors you would endless walk through at a time when your grandmother was a patient and died there/which was also your place of employment (probably several jobs ago, the one you really liked but that you really did self-sabotage your being able to remain at) / which also had a little hidden rumpus room on the other side of the wall from your high school cafeteria, where you and another kid you had a crush on disappeared into so you could smoke a bowl together and then engage in sloppy, failed attempt at performing oral sex upon/which also had a really cool roller coaster right outside the main entrance that you could ride for free/ that would also just so happen to make a stop halfway through just outside of your very own bedroom door/ just as you hear the voice of your little brother who died when he was 10 calling your name as if he were lost somewhere and couldn’t find his way/but that’s stupid, because I KNOW and I REMEMBER that HE DIED YEARS AGO, but I’m glad he’s home and I wonder if he’ll want to go see STAR WARS with me and Jill and Kessie later on tonight at the Rialto in South Pas, that is, if I we can find each other... I hope he doesn’t get too scared/so just as you open your bedroom door and are about to walk in/suddenly you are startled by an annoying loud buzz which you can’t comprehend at first but then you/suddenly open up your sleepy eyes and it’s your alarm clock right on buzz-killing schedule as always, and your bedroom ceiling is awash in vibrant hues of yellowish-orange morning sunlight and all of that provocative zaniness was all just a dream...as always....except you never realize it fully until you have wake up and have emerged out of it’s hypnotic and compelling desire-answering and mood-fulfilling magick theatre-isms, it’s so obvious now that that was all only a dream, even though I remember dreaming that I knew it was all just a dream, even though it always more-than suffices as an even-better alternative to waking life and this reality in lieu of living in it... and those faceless character-actor-ish phantasms who you were never privy to the common knowledge of realizing or even imagining that those people and those images of people you know and knew in real waking life actually do just continue on about within the reality and time frame and space and time curvature of which their usually entertaining, carefree, monstrous hybrid of all things, real, imaginary, past, present and future, entertainment fiction real life trauma as experienced from the top hill of a b&w animated roller coaster originally drawn way back in the late 1920′s just as it begins to spill over the rather substantial incline just as the maximum momentum and locomotion has achieved it’s hand-drawn cell-animated maximum velocity, you notice the entire back half of the train of cars is literally lifting feet above the noisy pencil-drawn wooden tracks they’re allegedly connected to, a few of the people in the last two cars even fly out of their seats at the top of the hill, safely settling back into their chosen seats on the coaster by the time it reaches the bottom of the first hill.... the Fleischer Brothers ain’t got nothin’ on the power and limitless freedom of movement, imagination, unlikelihood, a human animals natural-born connected-ness with the psychic and telekinetic energies, patterns and the Earthen natural resources of magnetism and magnitude, unyielding and unrecoverable decimation, the violently opposing layers and volumes and channels and dimensions and and conflicting reams of liquid space, psychic vibratory beings consisting of nothing but pure energy, shadow and darkness ; abject, complete and unimaginable total non-existence, sequencing which would begin the intention of their callously chickenshit and much, much too prematurely arriving at that moment to end all other moments throughout the nights of time, as they safely secure themselves and their self-importance and their loved ones, pets, favourite records, movies and books, computers and internet connectivity, porn, King James versions of the Bible, all of their very favourite processed, GMO and cloned foodstuffs, wellspring library of alcohols, sodas, sundry recreational drugs, nibbles, snacks, more cases of bottled water than anyone has ever seen in reality EVER and aperitifs... But they also DIDN’T forget to bring along all of their unnecessary baggage and dirty laundry and bad, bad, bad, bad, and I’m talking... fucking detestable, shameful-ass as-a-mother-fucker bad-bad-ass karma (that is so sullied and so soiled and so unrecognizable as still actually being legally able to be referred to tastefully and realistically as `karma’) Oh, as well as their wealth of compassionate and trustworthy and still gainfully much, much better, handsomer and more worthy, deserving and overall just plain better than you, and all of the expected limited intelligence and tunnel vision perceptions, ever having been able to just kick the fuck back worry-free and enjoy life, goddammit, being born into old, white, American money and profitably living his life day to day, year to year, lost decade to shitty new world-ordered decade, far too privileged for far too long and all the while having succeeded in incontestably lying, deceiving, murdering, littering, poisoning, manipulating, cheating, raping, pillaging, warring, creating unnecessary tensions and divisions out of friends and neighbours, guilty by treason for a lifetime consisting of literally absolute and complete incompetency, crimes against humanity coupled with a competently inhumane disregard for any and all creatures and beings and families and communities, ever able to not just survive but perpetrate every last conceivable attribute of nihilism, misanthropy, xenophobia, sexism, conservative republicanism, needlessly controlling power freak and (just short of legally being able to qualify as tangibly having lived your life and carried out your position of power over all others) just two-steps short of having followed closely in the same footsteps as Hitler, Mussolini, the George W. Bush Dynasty and Justin Bieber himself... having acted upon on all of the very worst and lowest common denominational rhetoric, politics of never more than dirty fucking pool at it’s very lowest n-word notches and, now, safely watching the pandemonium and fiery, avalanche of unprecedented 9.4 earthquakes, tsunami that stay quite far inland wracking up even more unbelievable devastation for weeks at a time, volcanic overflows overtake the Hawaiian island which are now nothing but molten lava and bodies and beaches covered in sizzling, razor-sharp newly born land, otherwise, the rest of the whole of the planet’s surface remains awash in uncontrollable fiery flames that give any imaginings of Hell a sincere run for it’s money, all of the major continents, now broken up and in disarray and many no longer connected to any other large square mile footage of land any longer quickly become one endless, suffocating, inferno of unprecedented loss of resources, life, and destruction so thorough in it’s willful desire of finally claiming and bringing to a halt the previous relative peace, tranquility and beauty of all that had been and thrived there for so long, 200 mph winds signalling the arrival of onslaughts of level 5 hurricanes, tornadoes and the tallest, most ominous and terrifying sight of 300 foot tall rogue tidal waves approaching, one after the other after the other, wiping out any and all previous beach and harbour communities ; scary, violent new chunks of Earth shooting up from far beneath the surface, destroying everything in it’s wake and ripping-to-shreds the very land masses underneath our feet which had been home to our beloved communities, estuaries, park lands, national monuments, farm lands. rivers, forests, family homesteads, hills and valleys ; molten lava spewing forth robustly, shooting fiery liquid fumes into the air three miles up and then landing hundreds of miles away, volcanic rock, magma, tectonic plates, mountains, hills, valleys, grasslands, rain forests, beaches, deserts, all cities of the world finally united in one overwhelmingly epic fireball burning every last shelter, building and domicile unmercifully to the ground - As the still-believing-themselves-to-be ever-privileged, special, deserving and just higher-class one per-centers, who just minutes previously inherited the title of and factually became THE REPRESENTATIVE ENTIRETY OF HUMAN BEINGS ALIVE ON THE PLANET EARTH (or more accurately, deep within the labyrinthine caves and tunnelled out miles and miles of underground civilized word, accommodations, diversionary things like big slides, swings, swimming pools and mineral springs, bowling alleys and skating rinks, exacting replicas of their favourite four star eateries of the previous civilized world, subterranean jungles, arboretums and gardens, a n amusement park with all of the most insane and exciting thrill rides and roller coasters anybody could ever wish for, exacting duplicate versions (all stolen, of course) from Disneyland’s Matterhorn, Pirates of the Caribbean, the Haunted Mansion, Enchanted Tiki Room and Jungle Cruise rides (poetically, they DID have the taste and intuition to not consider also having their own water flume it’s a small world ride, too! I mean... that was the VERY LEAST they could have NOT done!) Anyway, with them all together having drinks and a small, five-course light luncheon being served to them by their staff (they DID allow a hundred or so select few of the rest of us to survive the pandemic `natural’ wave of cataclysmic destruction that the Earth and it’s surface and it’s 99% of the rest of the civilized populace, as we knew it, had suffered) and they were all assembled in their single most comfortable, cushy, oversized and simply plush movie theatre/dinner theatre/five star restaurant/full bar and pharmaceutical store/hamburger stand/coffee house/art gallery/television stations and they all watched over CCTV which played out, mechanically filming and panning back and forth and then shifting to another CCTV location and the not-so-surprisingly total loss and unrecognizable current appearance of many previously magnificently beautiful famous and beloved locations of historical and personal significance, all of the destruction and decimation on the planets surface miles above them playing out unashamedly just as unapologetically as it had happened in the first place, for all of them to see with their own eyes the trivial, trifling, megalomaniac spoiled conservative republican, unnecessarily one-sided results of their well-planned escape and future subterranean survivalist underground civilization and continuation of the human animal (or, more accurately, of the most minutely small, inconsequential, minor, petty, self-obsessed and inbred of any and all possible cliques of individuals who might ever have possibly been the few select `lucky ones’ to have actually been the only living representatives of all human life on the planet, 99% of which had just recently been violently killed in one freakish manner due to one or another of the extinction level event cataclysmic disasters that had simultaneously murdered off the entire planet itself! They sat in surprising silence as they interestingly took in all of the devastation they witnessed live on the very large 70mm cinerama dome-like vinyl motion picture screen and, for the very first time, I believe it may have actually been the single only time ever that a group of fascistic, right wing republican conservative born again Christians ever sat together in such an immense and comfortable entertainment center, and did not open their retarded mouths to say not one fucking snide little comment about all of those unlucky one’s above who had just perished... I believe that even if it may just have been a trick of the light or something, that I may possibly have just witnessed a conservative republican shedding a tear or two over somebody who was neither himself, a member of his family and actually who had been one of those bleeding-heart liberal democrats who ruined our country so thoroughly and ran that shit right into the ground before we did the right thing and saw to it that they finally got WTF they deserved, those stupid fucking N-word M*%%# F&@#%$......
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Circa sixty one years ago July 6th, 2001 -birth of dear beloved wife
We now get along swimmingly analogous to this bro and his older sis
on the cusp of our gifted silver married years
if her presence absent, I would sorely miss
after earlier decades bereft of wedded bliss.
Rarely did yours truly acknowledge birthday
of his former fancy free presently aging bride
gathered rosebuds while
rolling in our figurative hay
contra dance paramours
playing seek and hide
as we skedaddled down the line
hoot'n and holler'n hooray
nsync with foot stomping music airing pride
without prejudice, where
sense and sensibility accompanied sashay
vaguely hinting Puritanical ethos of Jane Austen
sexually stifled era, nevertheless
suppressed flirtation pried
loose courtesy adulterous,
affectionate and amorous way
love blind prospective husband
pledged marital covenant whereby
till death doth she part, I avowedly did stride
both of us pledged troth,
when marital Gordian knot tied.
Grim reaper eventual sweepstakes
will claim yours truly and me spouse anon
obliged to answer for whom the bell tolls... -
thank you John Donne,
perhaps mine missus gains
unexpected posthumous renown
thru sewing self styled couture
repurposing scraps of material
even in afterlife her unflagging spirit
banging out sought after stitched
assortment constituting richly adorned rags hence cause for feted celebration
representing subsequent earth orbit around sun
lovely bones of counterpart being reincarnated
into favorite flower such as Peace Lily won.
Direct attestation, communication, exclamation, genuflection, profession...
challenging verses crafting poetic adulation mother of deux daughters I adore
with reasonable rhyme, a literary chore
feeble attempt and lame attempt made to explore
elements of style to write loving emotions galore
and disappointing if husband did ignore
one special day among three hundred and sixty five less for any obligation
but more so cuz sincere motive doth jive.
Impossible challenge-response mission
to captcha alive
elusive essence defined as love
exhibited via hormonal secretion
penetrating breastworks hoping arousal to connive
(no fallacy) as anatomical male divining rod
scouted fertile crescent,
wherein peppy did dip and dive
that drove dis once young rammy man
(during me bachelorhood daze)
sexually afire by twenty and five
celibacy spurred stir crazy state
giving bee steel impression hive
been cruelly, seriously, and unhappily deprived
feasting upon verboten fruit
unhealthy suppression plus anxiety spelled premature ejaculation,
and presently enjoy spouse as finest companion no matter testosterone drive went in reverse meaning to fiendish predilection fornicate moot.
Thee marriage strongly bolstered principally thru
playful dynamics and/or verbal/oral intercourse
resolving regular potential conflicts
sets virtual stage to stave off violent altercations
most likely regarding insignificant issue
summoning forth active/deep listening
a renewable (non toxic) resource.
H-A-P-P-Y B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y
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