#always feeling like the 'i cant hold all these limes'-guy

[defiledtomb]

making big strides now that I'm not crippled by pain and wanting to shout it from the rooftops but somehow feeling awful about it because I'm not doing it fast enough. #livelaughlove

[crazylittlejester]

DAILY BRAINROT

Today I biked the whole way from my apartment to Walmart, and somehow it left me in significantly more pain than walking does. I also learned that it's really easy to lose things from bike baskets and ended up making it the whole way to my kitchen before I realized that the bottle of lime juice I bought ended up in the parking lot.

0/10 experience, would not recommend.

I still hold fast to the idea that Academia AU Hyrule bikes a lot of places, though because he's just Built Different. I haven't played his games yet because I want to do LoZ before AoL and I haven't figured out how to set it up on my phone yet, but it fits.

If I remember correctly, he's only ever described as being a traveler, and since he doesn't have any form of transportation other than walking, I think it's safe to say he's either an average citizen or on the poor side. (I also just love the idea of poor college student Hyrule in modern AUs. It's a whole vibe.)

And can you imagine this guy driving a car? I feel like he's got his driver's license for legal identification purposes and so that he can say he can drive, he just doesn't like doing it. (Him and Spirit bond over their dislike of car-based infrastructure.) He can and will drive Twilight's rusty old pickup truck in emergencies, though.

Public transportation like the bus is also something I can see him using, especially if he can't use his bike at the moment, but the bus system is something a person can easily get lost in. I once ended up at the wrong terminal for an hour because I got on a bus going in the opposite direction I was trying to go.

Anyway, I am captivated by the idea of giving him a mountain bike that's in the classic green and brown Link color palette. It's clearly old and loved, and Four's had to help take it apart and put it back together at least once now, but it's never broken beyond repair, and it's always gotten him where he wants to go. (Eventually.) It probably also has one or two modifications so he can carry stuff on it without losing things in the parking lot like me.

I also had some thoughts about EoW again, but I lost them because my brain is just full of bikes...

😭 god damn dude im so sorry

im love the idea of Hyrule having a license just for legal purposes or whatever and then just NEVER driving ever. He walks or bikes everywhere he likes exploring alskdkdkd

to be so fr i cant do buses unless its LATE at night. its just too many people for me to handle and its a lot of information all at once and i get very lost 😔 i also live in an area where you HAVE to drive everywhere because everything is so far away. there are buses and shit in the city and around my college campus but people mainly drive or (if they’re feeling a bit crazy) bike

YES. YES YES YES I LOVE IT OH MY GOD.

got bikes on the brain 😔 algskgsks

[vivinightingale]

Now that I think about it I realize I need to know; first kiss headcanons with the yugioh bois?

Ooohhh first kisses?? Dont mind if I dddoo~ (had to put Atem and yami with the same picture cause of limits sorry v.v)

Yugi Muto:

Yugi has never kissed anyone before, so at the thought of kissing you his face becomes red hot.

He always thought about kissing you first, but always back out of it. So you will have to make first move.

It was awkward, and teeth hit one another since he didnt know to kiss.

However, when you do it's so magical. You can feel the sparks fly between you two. He tastes as sweet as his personality.

After the first kiss he could get enough of your kisses and kisses you everyday always enjoying the magical feeling you give him.

Ra does he love you.

Yami/Atem:

Atem is very passionate man, he just cant help these strong feelings. Especially when it comes to his love for you.

So when you first confessed your love for the pharaoh he was so happy that his feelings were returned that he pulled you into a kiss.

Though he hasnt ever kissed anyone before it feels like he has. It wasnt awkward, it was smooth and sensual.

He tastes like the finest wines, and sweet chocolates. It was a sweet combination that makes you crave more.

When the two of you part you already miss each others warmth, but have to keep it respectable due to his status.

But dont worry when night falls he will give more to fulfill your craving.

Yami:

Yami is very confident man, he has to be since he as the title 'King of Games'. However when it comes to you that confidence slips his mind.

When the two of you started dating he was ecstatic to finally call you his own. However the thought of kissing you was driving him mad.

He wanted to so bad to kiss you, but he could seem to find the courage to do it till you pecked him on the lips lightly.

At first he couldnt really think, but once it sunk in, he pulled you in for a proper kiss.

His kiss was bit rough, and tasted liked blueberries and lemons. It was all divine, and both left want more, but settled with hold each other close.

You took his confidence away, but he doesnt mind as long as he gets to kiss you like this every day.

Joey Wheeler:

Man from the moment he met you he always thought what it would be like to kiss you. How soft your lips would be against his, and how you would taste.

Needles to say he was smitten with you, and knew he had to make you his. Let me tell you that's exactly what he did.

It took him two weeks into the relationship to finally ask you for a kiss, and when you accepted he pull you sweet soft lips to his rough ones.

His was inexperienced and rushed, with the clashing of teeth and clumsy tongues. However it was sweet in nature and tasted savory. Something you could easily get addicted to.

When the two of you pulled away you were both a blushing mess, but that was quickly covered up with laughter and hugs.

It wasnt his best first kisses but he still wouldnt trade it for anything in the world because it was with you.

Tristan Taylor:

He never thought of kissing anyone before, but when started dating you that's all he could think about.

Your soft lips just seemed so inviting that, but he always go embarrassed with thought of doing it.

You have to be the one to make the first move, but trust me once you do it's all over. He loves the feel of your lips on his, the way your hands fit so smugly with his.

He tastes like smoked wood and honey it's a divine mixture that you cant help but love

The kiss was pure and innocent but you could feel the love behind it

Too bad the mood was ruined by joey bursting in.

Duke Devlin:

Duke may have kissed other people or two, but you...you were something diffrent.

He knew you were something special, something that would only come once in a life time. So he wanted to make it special.

So he took it slow and made sure he out love into everything he did or with you. There where times were he nearly kissed you, but ended kissing your cheek or forehead.

However, when you finally had enough and locked lips with him, he was in heaven. He felt sparks, the love, and the passion. Most of all he knew you were the one.

The kiss tasted like apple and cinnamon, and you wished it lasted a life time but eventually you both needed to breath.

When you both pulled apart Duke pulled you close and nestled his head in the crook of your neck. It was the most beautiful thing to ever happen to him.

Seto Kaiba:

Kaiba is a man of few words, he mostly let's his actions do the talking. However, with you he had a hard time doing that.

Whenever you came close to kissing him he would always move away, and when tried to Express your feelings to him he wouldnt say anything.

To began to feel like he didnt care for you as much as you do for him. So one day you Began distancing yourself from him.

He took notice of this and knew why you have been acting this way. So he caught you while you were walking through the halls of Kaiba Corp. He pulled you into a kiss.

The kiss was inexperienced and rushed, but it was magical all the same. It tasted like smoked oranges.

When you pulled away he apologized for his absence, and took the day off to be with you and Mokuba.

Bakura Ryou:

Bakura is inexperienced and nervous when it comes to dating, but he was willing to try with you.

The thought if kissing you was both scary and fascinating to him, so when you brought it to him he jumped into action.

He shakily put a hand on your face, and leaned in slowly. It was real agonizing up until you lips finally met. When they did he forgot how scared he was.

It felt like heaven to him. With your soft lips molding with his, and you tongue facing with his. He could ask for a better first kiss.

He tasted like peaches and cream, he is sweet as his personality. When the two of you parted his face was red, and he quickly hid his face in your shoulder.

The two of you cuddle for the rest of the night happy just to be in each others arms.

Yami Bakura:

Yami didnt have time for relationships or caring for others, don't surprised everyone including himself when he fell for you.

You were pure a beautiful to him, and he wanted that for his own. So when you confessed feelings for him he didnt waste time snatching you up for his own.

Because of his search it took awhile for the two of you to share your first kiss, but when you did it was a lot softer then you thought.

His was brash but soft. Tender and full of love, but also want and need. It was as mixed as his feelings, but you knew how he felt and that's all that mattered.

His kiss tasted like cucumber lime. Refreshing yet tangy, and his lips were soft then one would believe.

"You mean the world to me, even if the world isnt shit..."

Marik Ishtar:

Despite all his talk Marik is a bit shy when it comes to dating. So when the two of you started dating he was a bit lost.

For awhile it was nothing more then holding hands and hugging. Until the two of you went to the fair.

As you guys were riding the ferris wheel, your cart sat on the top. You could see most of domino city, and it was so breath taking.

That was when Marik called out your name, and when you turned to fave him his lips met yours.

The kiss was nervous and uncertain, but at the same time it was loving and careful. He tasted like cider and cinnamon.

When you pulled apart he pulled you close once again "I love you...so much, and I'm so lucky to have you."

Yami Marik:

He doesnt waste time in taking what's his, so not long after your relationship was established he snatched you up and smashed his lips on yours.

He didnt care who witnessed his shameful acts, he just wanted them to know who you belonged to.

The kiss was rough and full of want, but you could still feel some love behind it.

His kiss tasted like salty bourbon. It was hot against your tongue but felt relaxing all at the same time.

When you pulled away he locked his lips, then grinned at you.

"I love the taste of purity"

[myinventoryisfull]

I Can’t Believe These Are Incorrect: Maldraxxus

Demon: Hey, I took your soul last month and- Mevix: No returns. Demon: *sobbing* But it's making me sad....

Heirmir & Mevix in the back of Draka's car: MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS! Thales: We have food at home. Draka: *pulls into the McDonald's drivethrough* Heirmir & Mevix: YAYYYYYY! Draka: *orders one black coffee and leaves*

Mevix: The only straight I am is a straight-up badass.

Vole: Go big or go home! Kynthia: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Vole: I'm going big!

Draka: Do you have a self-care routine? Thales: "Keep going bitch" said to myself in different accents.

Kynthia: So, did everyone learn their lesson? Thales: No. Mevix: I did not. Vole: I may have actually forgotten one. Heirmir: Also no. Kynthia: Oh good, neither did I. Draka: *Exhausted sigh*

Heirmir: What’s your biggest fear? Thales: That I’ll never be good enough for anyone. Vole: Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back. Mevix: Zombies. Thales: ... Vole: ...

Thales: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Mevix: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Thales: I said within reason, Mevix. How about I murder that guy? Mevix: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Thales: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Thales: You know what I learned from my friendship with Heirmir? Draka: There’s no such thing as too mean? Kynthia: Never let your friends know for sure if you like them? Mevix: Always hold a grudge?

Mevix: That’s illegal, right? Thales: Why do you care? Are you a fucking cop? Mevix: No- Thales: Then shut the fuck up.

Vole: Yesterday, I overheard Mevix saying “Are you sure this is a good idea?” and Draka replying “Trust me,” and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.

Mevix: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically. Thales: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self care is the fear in your enemies eyes. Draka: Self care is stealing someones birthday cake just to eat the frosting. Thales: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Draka: The results are in, I’m afraid you have updog… Thales: What’s updog? Draka: Mevix! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

Thales: I just found out that humans are capable of fitting a light bulb into their mouth with ease but can’t take it out without shattering it, and now I have to physically restrain myself from putting a light bulb in my mouth

Thales: I hate how you're just born out of nowhere, and you're forced to go to school and get education so you can get a job. What if I wanted to be a duck? No one ever asked me if I want to be a duck!

Heirmir: I'm not creepy. Heirmir: I'm petty. Heirmir: There's a difference, ya' know.

Draka: I CAN'T DO IT! Kynthia, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER! Draka: I CANT FUCKING DO IT ANYMORE Vole: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US. Draka: Draka: I appreciate it, Draka: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH- Mevix: Draka- Draka: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE! Heirmir: Draka we gotta- Draka: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT. Draka: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?' Draka, motioning to Thales: NOT FUCKING THIS!

Mevix walking into the kitchen and seeing all his limes peeled: Thales, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK. Thales, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

Thales: I'm bored, any suggestions? Kynthia: Sleeping is nice. Thales: I acknowledge your suggestion, and I’m deciding to ignore it.

Vole: Dumbest scar stories, go! Mevix: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Heirmir: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned. Kynthia: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Draka: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it in my hand and I got a really bad burn. Thales: I have emotional scars

Kynthia: You know you can die from that, right? Vole: *smoking a cigarette* That’s the point. Mevix: *drinking alcohol* We’re trying to speed this up. Heirmir: *Eating raw cookie dough and nodding*

Vole: How are you today? Heirmir: Please don’t make me think about my life.

Mevix: Where are you going? Heirmir: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Mevix: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Thales: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Mevix: That one. I want that one.

Mevix: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Thales: Wow. They sound stupid. Mevix: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Thales: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Mevix: I guess you’re right. Hey Thales, I love you. Thales: See! Just say that! Mevix: Holy fucking shit. Thales: If that flies over their head then, sorry Mevix, but they're too dumb for you. Mevix: Thales.

[xoxo-nikki-xoxo]

Undrunk

Damon Salvatore X Female reader

It’s another song fic! I’m currently obsessed with these right now guys. But the show must go on! So this this fic is based of the song Undrunk by Fletcher.

Warning: Theirs gonna be smut, alcohol mentions and masturbation mentions.

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Wish I could get a little un-drunk so I could un-call you At five in the morning, I would un-fuck you

Honestly, this party's over Everyone here should have gone home

Walking threw the frat house the smell of smoke, alcohol and sex are all you smell. Holding my drink in one hand i find the dance floor. Its the easiest place to be to forget. Dancing to forgot about him, anything that has to do with him, his smell his voice. I need to do anything to forget. Its not that long in tell someones arm is around my waist, and whats worse is its way to easy to start dancing with him. Moving my hips back and fourth holding my one arm up. The musics loud, its perfect drowns out everything expect my thoughts.. I don’t ever want to go home, being sober is just to much to handle. I should just really turn it all off

But I'm afraid of being sober 'Cause the first thing I do when I'm alone I start touching myself to the photos that you used to send me

His toned abs are perfect, then you add his hair, his eyes, the way his fangs use pierces your skin as you shared blood. His pictures hes sent you are your most prized possession. You can still feel him, even though there your fingers and not his. Its somewhat the same

I should have deleted, but kept it a secret Is that crazy to do? So I squeeze out the lime on the ice of my drink And the juice hits the cuts on my fingers It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you

I shake those thoughts out of my head, I cant be thinking about him.. all it dose is hurt me. So I keep dancing,and dancing, drinking to forget. So i squeeze the lime  over my drink before downing more of this vodka. The alcohol burns my throat ,but no burn can ever compare to the feeling of him leaving me for her. Feeling more of the alcohol in my system dancing and drinking are a lot more easier to do. But the thought of him being with her still hurts.

Wish I could get a little un-drunk so I could un-call you At five in the morning, I would un-fuck you

“ O god, Damon don’t stop!” You moan out as he continues his rough, hard thrusts into you poor tight pussy

“ I wasn't planning on it- fuck y/n” Damon groans his thrusts start to get sloppy as you both start to reach your climaxes. In one swift motion you manage to flip him over so your on top. This right here is your favorite position, you see everything that going on in his face. The way he holds onto your hips as you bounce to the finish line, the way his has scrunches up as he groans, all the way to the way he says your name. It give you a reason to be sane, so you pick up your pace in tell you feel him twitch. 

“ Damonnn” You moan arching your back as your eyes roll back in your skull as both of you cum together. After a few seconds of riding his high out you get off of him laying down next to him expecting to have one of your guys after sex cuddles. But somethings different you can tell, hes different.

“ I better get going y/n...” he says sitting up grabbing his pants and shirt

“ But Da-”

“ Look... this is the last time we can do this okay.. Elena wants to work things out.. You knew from the beginning it is always going to be her..” He says sighing wiping his mouth off he stands up getting dressed.

“ I never wanted to hurt you y/n” Damon says and before you know it your left alone in your apartment.. That was 2 months ago

But some things you can't undo I wish I could un-kiss the room full of strangers So I could un-spite you, un-lose my temper

It came so natural to you that the only way you where going to forget about Damon Salvatore was to get lost in the party, in your mind. You never wanted to turn your humanity off ,but your getting to the point where you are considering it. So you don’t have to see him with her.. You weren't expecting them to be at the party, as soon as they walk in though its hard to not notice them. So the best way for you to forget is pretty obvious, kiss someone. Maybe everyone? 

Compelling a guy to kiss you is easy, some people you don’t even have to compel just being bold enough to ask gets you the best results. That’s what your doing, kissing everyone who is interested. No on one can tell you how to heal, some people heal this way. With alcohol and hooking up with someone.

But somethings you can't undo And one of them's you

I'm afraid to turn the lights on I don't want to face this rebound

I shouldn't have bought this guy home. I sigh rolling out of bed making my way to my kitchen sitting down on a bench. I feel nasty disgusted almost as to who i have become because of the damage he did to me. How could he just pick her over me so easily? 

I grab my phone, unlocking it and going to the texts. Should i call him ? or text? I want to come over, but i know shes there.. In my spot in his bed where i use to be...

Is it weird if I come over? I want to but I know that she's around 

So I'm touching myself to the photos that you used to send me I should have deleted, but kept it a secret Is that crazy to do? (Haha) 

I click off of my messages and go into my gallery.. I should have deleted these pictures but i cant bring myself to do it. There the last thing i have from him, minus this black shirt that smells slightly of him still.

I find myself letting my hand travel to my underneath my underwear. I rub my clit softly for a few seconds, but its no good. Its not him my fingers can never replace his. I stand up slowly still a little shaky, its about 2 am a late night snake well do.

Oh, I'm hungry and wasted and my hands are shaking I shouldn't be cooking, be spilling hot water

I head over to the sink to drain the hot water from my mac and cheese. Pouring it I burn my hand in the water. ‘ouch fuck’ I look down at my red hand from the burn as it slowly heals. But honestly it doesn't hurt as much as my hearts hurting right now

It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you 

Wish I could get a little un-drunk so I could un-call you At five in the morning, I would un-fuck you But some things you can't undo I wish I could un-kiss the room full of strangers So I could un-spite you, un-lose my temper But somethings you can't undo And one of them's you Been through every emotion Right now I'm sad and broken Like the bottles on the floor, but I'm too buzzed to clean them up

I did it I couldn't handle the pain of him picking Elena Gilbert before me. It was way to easy to turn it all off, the way life goes because I simple don’t care no more. I giggle reaching over for the passed out girls arm as i sink my fangs in her arm... Who knew it would be that easy to just let go of it all, all the heart ache and pain he had caused me. I’m totally free now of it all

Wish I could get a little un-drunk So I could, I could un-love you

Wish I could get a little un-drunk so I could un-call you At five in the morning, I would un-fuck you But some things you can't undo I wish I could un-kiss the room full of strangers So I could un-spite you, un-lose my temper

Going back to the parties are easier then they have ever been before. I’ve become the life of the party letting lose and not giving a damn about anyone and anything.

But somethings you can't undo And one of them's you

But no matter what I don’t think I will ever be able to un-love Damon Salvatore.

You, you Wish I could un-love you You, you, you Wish I could un-call you You, you, you Wish I could un-fuck you You Wish I could un-love you 

[thesugarace]

Alright

I finished HLITF season 1 for Kaga and I SWEAR TO ALL 12 ZODIAC GODS

VOLTAGE. PEAKED!!!! AT KAGA’S SEQUEL

THIS STORY IS AN ABSOLUTE 

(Early warning: minor/major spoilers and a lot of rants/fangirling/thirst etc etc all bec I just absolutely love this story and I feel the need to share this love with everyone. Also, I keep seeing everyone hating on MC in this but I actually really liked her here and so I MUST defend her)

Okay

First of all look. loOK. LOOK AT THESE CGS!!!!

CAN YOU BELIEVE WE GET A HOT AND SEXY KAGA CG, A LITERALLY STEAMY ROMANTIC CG AND A BOMB AF STORY ALL FOR $3 EYE-

And oh my huedhaut dont even get me started on the story. It was absolutely on point. It has everything a HLITF story promises to have:

justice in the eyes of our straightlaced MC vs the PSD ✔️

Conflict btwn Kaga and MC precisely because of that ✔️

Our girl pulling a vanishing act bec she refused to compromise her values ✔️

the refusal of each side to back down and their love for each other TEARING THEM APART INSIDE ✔️

OUR GIRL SHOWING OFF HOW INSIGHTFUL SHE REALLY IS AND FINDING A SOLID AF LEAD ✔️

MC’S GROWTH in finding a somewhat compromise between her principles and what is required of her as a PSD detective ✔️

And of course, my absolute favourite: ANGSTY ANGSTY MY-WORLD-IS-ENDING-BECAUSE-MY-MC-IS-IN-DANGER-ANGSTY KAGA ✔️

Okay, I need to address the one thing that everyone just hates about this story en masse and it’s MC. Personally, I dont agree with her about the some parts, especially the interrogation because she did hinder an investigation and in law enforcement that is one big No-No but I do see where she’s coming from, especially with the surveillance thing and the whole copping out and literally running away to the countryside. I saw reviews abt her being completely naive but seriously, put yourself in the position of the one being spied. She’s so against it because to the suspect, what they’re doing could be harmful to him, especially so if he was innocent. I think as a person, she believes in the more publically-accepted justice - the kind of justice that everyone wants but is really very difficult to obtain.

And this is where we get to the beauty of this story. As per their MO, the PSD is ready to do whatever it takes to get the culprit even it means breaking the law. They’re desperate to get the culprit because people are actually getting hurt and the longer this guy gives them the slip, the more people are going to get hurt. Even in MSB, its been established that to the PSD, the end ALWAYS justify the means and they dont give a shit if they look like criminals for it. So this is where the conflict arises between MC and the PSD guys. For the PSD, there’s an opportunity where they might get the culprit but its illegal and for MC, what the PSD wants to do is too risky for something only based on suspicion; she wants to stay on the legal path but she has no lead whatsoever and time is not on either side. People dont seem to realise the weight of MC’s viewpoint and have a tendency to think of ‘officers doing something illegal’ as something as light as jaywalking or smt. No, these institutions have a wide reach and one misstep could bring harmful repercussions onto countless innocent people not to mention the implications of their actions on their integrity as an institution of the law and the integrity of the entire justice system. However, the PSD’s side is a lot more true to reality albeit in more complex situations: their duty beyond all else is to prevent crime and there are times when there really seems to be no way. I’ve been working in law for the past few years and this is a classic dilemma that has been simplified but quite well executed in this context. Justice is not as clear cut as the right way, the right end. The law may simply be black words on white paper but different circumstances dye it with their own colours. This is where MC is lacking. She’s like a freshman at law school - someone who truly believes in the importance of justice but actually has little idea what that actually entails. She is not entirely naive but more in a sense that she’s never been confronted with these kind of complex high-stakes situations (she worked in a police box before this for Ichthys’s sake) and that inexperience disables her from seeing and evaluating the entire situation from the PSD’s pov. For her, its like playing poker for the first time and she’s already betting with the million dollar chips.

The second thing I REALLY must defend her in is the whole quitting from the academy. For the love of Zyglavis, she did NOT run away just because Kaga told her she’s not suited for PSD, it was just the trigger. Lemme put it in a different scenario (btw this scenario is not meant to mirror the situation, its only meant to evoke how MC felt in the story) Imagine you live in a city and you and your significant other are living together. A pandemic has struck your city but everyone refuses to wear a mask and the government is even encouraging people not to wear a mask. You know that wearing a mask slows down the spread of the virus and you are trying to convince people to wear one but they just ignore you. The number of cases is dropping and people think its because they dont wear masks unlike other cities but you know that people should still wear masks or the numbers might spike. So you try to convince everyone to wear a mask and people start berating you for being so stupid as to believe that masks will slow down the spread of the virus when the numbers are dropping without the city wearing them. You go home and your significant other berates you for forcing other people to wear a mask and says ‘since you wanna wear a mask so badly, get out of my house and move out of town’ That’s what it felt like for MC: the absolute frustration + sadness from the rejection of what she truly believes in by the people she’s surrounded by. Time and time again in the story, she’s confronted with the fact that the justice she believes in is not the justice PSD serves. For someone who is working towards joining the PSD, that has to be killing her inside every time. It just serves as a reminder that she is not suited for PSD nor is she what PSD wants in a detective, something she has been struggling with since MS1 but she perseveres perhaps because of her dream to become a detective or because of her aspirations to someday be Kaga’s equal or at least be someone he considers he can rely on. I really believe it’s the second one, after all, it was his rejection of her that really broke her inside and finally convinced her to quit. That’s why if you buy the ending set, you’ll see in the extra stories that Kaga gets extremely angry AT HIMSELF that MC quit the academy. He knows that our persistent Kappa doesnt give up so easily, not even when he scolded her for ruining his interrogation. Its because all these factors built up and he was the one to push her over her limit. So yes, our girl is not fragile yall. She’s just been through so much and I honestly dont blame her for leaving like one order of R&R for our MC here, she deserves it thanks. 

Okay, I need to end this soon cause its starting to get too long but what made me really love her here is the whole LIME thing. That part made love her so much because even when she quit on the academy, there’s still a fire inside her to do what it takes to achieve justice, even if it meant relying on the people she didnt agree with. Even when she was so broken inside believing that she’s not one of them, she’s not needed by them, she’s not worthy of helping them; she just wants to help!

IM SO FREAKING SOFT FOR HER BECAUSE THIS GIRL WHO HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH IS STILL FIGHTING IN HER OWN WAY AND JKASHFHASKJHAKSHKJHGA BRB CRYING

ALSO 

THAT BLOODY PHONE CALL OH MY FREAKING SCORPIO THAT PHONE CALL. I died when he told her that quitting is not an excuse to leave his side. THESE TWO EYE-

Okay, you have to read that phone call scene from both sides because then you’ll see how much these two are being stubborn because they still dont accept the other’s pov abt the case but at the same time how much they love and miss each other is gnawing at them inside AND THEYRE STRUGGLING TO HOLD ALL THOSE EMOTIONS BACK WHEN THEY HEAR EACH OTHERS’ VOICES OVER THE PHONE FREAKING KRIOFF TAKE THE WHEEL PLEASE

Anyways, I really enjoyed reading season 1 for Kaga, especially because of his MC - I see her actually growing from the small police box officer to a PSD cadet and the sequel, especially, shows promise in how she’s going to navigate the world of law enforcement and facing difficult choices. Our girl really decided to return to the academy without finding a proper middle ground between her values and what PSD requires of her but she showed determination to work on it so I really hope we get to see more of that in later seasons. Also, WHIPPED Kaga is my fav but soft Kaga is up there as well. MC SAYING HE SOUNDED SAD OVER THE PHONE AND HER TEARING UP I CANT. THESE TWO ARE BAD FOR MY HEART.

Okay, Im not sure what I’ll be reading next. I kinda wanna start on his season 2 but considering how amazing this season is for Kaga, Im really curious abt the other characters so I might start on them before starting any season 2s. Also, idk if I would make these long argumentative-ish essays a thing but just idk why, my brain is really good at spewing essays out when it comes to HLITF and I think its fuelled by the panic from all my unfinished work so yay 

Thanks for reading!!!

[thecleverdame]

Control and Release - 25

Series Masterlist

TEDTalk!Sam x Reader

Summary: After the rest of the staff is caught in a snowstorm, you find yourself acting as a personal assistant to the notorious Sam Winchester. As the arrangement becomes more defined, you and Sam begin a sexual adventure with dangerous consequences.  

Warnings: Dom/Sub, humiliation, embarrassment, sexual objectification, mutual masturbation, spanking, cum play, fingering, anal play, orgasm control, nipple clamps, dub-con, breath play.

Beta: @ilikaicalie

Words: 3.3k

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“Ready?” Lexi waits for confirmation before picking up a shot of tequila and tipping it back. You both gulp down your respective drinks and suck on limes in tandem as Tim pounds on the bar enthusiastically. You shake your head, puckering at the after taste and shouting a little hoot.

“Fuck, I’m too Goddamn old for tequila shots,” you laugh.

“Come on, meemaw.” Lexi laughs throwing an arm over your shoulders. “You gotta live a little.”

“She’s right.” Leaning in, Tim tips back a swig of cognac. “Life is short, we all need to let go a lot more.”

“Yes, yes we do,” Millie chimes in, throwing back her chardonnay.

“I’m trying.” You watch them, the crowd milling around the bar on a weeknight.

This started out as a Tuesday night survivor support group, but over several months it’s evolved into a much-needed space to blow off steam. Last week it was an evening at the arboretum at Harvard University, tonight it’s shots and gossip at a local dive bar.  

“Are you coming back to work?” you ask Tim.

“Yeah. Soon I think, Winchester said I could take another six months if I wanted, but my therapist thinks I’m ready. Who am I to argue with a trained professional.” He taps the rim of his glass and the bartender refills it.

“Hey, as long as you’re ready we’re happy to have you back.” Millie smiles, inching a little closer. You suspect she likes Tim, she won’t come out and admit it but she finds a way to bring him up in nearly every conversation.

If it wasn’t for a limp on his right side, no one would ever know he’d been shot. But there was nerve damage that will most likely never be corrected so he’s stuck with a permanent reminder.

“I don’t think I can spend any more time in my apartment without going crazy. Trauma or not, all this paid time off has been incredible.” Tim’s forever positive. He can see the bright side of anything.

“Me too,” Millie throws up a fist in solidarity. “I can’t believe you went back so soon.” She looks at you.

“Working helps me keep my mind off things. I was glad to go back. And I like the new building.”

“And the new office,” Millie grins, elbowing you. “She’s a hotshot now.”

“I’ll have to go check it out,” Tim confirms. “And the new boss, how’s he?”

“Honestly? A dream,” you gush, always happy to talk about your new position. “After working for Pepper I had this distorted image of a healthy work-life balance, but Cole is awesome.”

“He’s not bad to look at either,” Lexi pipes up, fishing a cherry from the bottom of her empty glass.

“He’s all yours.” You wiggle your eyebrows at her. “I’m just happy he’s not a psychopath. Speaking of which, any idea when Pepper is coming back?”

“No, and we’re not in a hurry,” Lexi snorts, rolling her eyes. “Life is so much easier without her.”

“Easier but painfully unorganized,” Millie explains. “She’s a bitch but I don’t think we realized how much she truly did until she was gone. To be honest, the whole department is a hot mess right now. We’ve got associates with three assistants assigned to them and associates without anyone.”

“Give and take with everything, I suppose.” Checking your watch you frown when you realize it’s nearly ten. You have to work early tomorrow and time flies whenever you’re with these three.

“Did you read about Winchester?” Tim sing-songs like he’s about to dish out a juicy piece of gossip. “Any idea who the mystery girlfriend is?”

Your cheeks bloom bright red, trying to act natural.

“Please,” Lexi looks disgusted, still raw that he turned her down. Not that it’s stopped her from hinting at the fact that they had some sort of tawdry affair. “I feel bad for whoever it is.”

“Why?” Millie scoffs. “He’s super-rich, he can get whatever he wants. I know women who put up with a lot more for a lot less. And we don’t even know that it’s a woman. Maybe he’s gay. You never know.”

“No way,” Tim shakes his head no. “I guarantee you it’s some model or actress. The guy has Leonardo DiCaprio syndrome.”

“What does that mean?” you ask.

“You know, only dates women fifteen years younger than him that look good in bikinis.”

“Don’t you think,” you start, turning your chair to face him. “That if he was really that much a playboy someone would have found out by now?”

“He came on to me,” Lexi inserts her made-up encounter.

“See,” Tim gestures toward her.

You sigh, trying to contain your amusement at the speculation. Lexi’s wild tales don’t even bother you anymore, you see her for what she is. Mindless and starving for attention.

“I think it’s someone at W & S.” Millie finishes her drink. “The guy works all the time, when would he even have time to meet someone? Watch, one day we’ll find it’s Pepper or that redhead from human resources that looks like a Victoria Secret model.”

“Maybe we’ll find out someday, maybe not.” You tip back the rest of your vodka and cranberry and dig through your purse for cash. “I gotta go to bed.”

“Me too,” Millie pats your shoulder “We can share an Uber.”

“I got you.” Tim lays a hundred on the counter. “I’m happy to pick up the tab for tonight. I look forward to Tuesday’s all week. You guys keep me sane.”

“You are seriously the best,” you give him a quick hug and turn to Lexi, kissing her on the cheek. “See you later.”

-

You’re completely lost in a YouTube video about the migratory patterns of whales when there’s a knock at your office door. Before you have the chance to shut down the browser the door opens and Sam slips inside.

“Hey,” you light up. “What are you doing here?”

“You weren’t answering your phone, which usually means you’re working.” He points toward the computer screen. “Or not.”

“I went down the youtube rabbit hole.” You laugh, shaking your head. “I swear, this whole thing started with five tips on how to work with difficult people and…” you glance at the clock, shocked that it’s nearly midnight. “And three hours later I’m here, learning about baleen whales and infrasound.”

“Is that really why you’re here so late?” He perches on the edge of your desk, fingering a pen.

“Honestly, I didn’t realize it was this late. Time got away from me.” You watch him examine your office, taking in all the details before refocusing on you. “Did we have plans tonight?”

“No,” he rests a hand on his thigh. “But I was thinking about dropping by your place. Taking you up on that offer for frozen pizza.”

Checking your phone you find a missed text and phone call. “Shit, I would really have enjoyed that. It’s too late now, huh?”

“Probably.” He tilts his head, eyes dropping from your mouth to your neck, then lower. “I’ll take a raincheck.”

“You know,” rocking back the chair, you bite your bottom lip playfully. “This look you’re giving me right now is exactly what Cole was talking about.”

“What look is that?” There’s a trace of a smile, his eyes narrowing at the suggestion of impropriety.

“Like I’m little red riding hood and you’re the wolf.” You toe off one shoe, then the other before standing, and sauntering closer to him. “Should we be alone together? I’m not sure I can trust you.”

“That’s a good point,” he grins, standing up himself and placing both hands on your hips. “I came to your office late at night when no one else is around. I closed the door. Predatory behavior.”

Sam pushes you backward until your butt is against the edge of the desk and he’s looming above you.

You blink twice, eyes going wide in mock innocence. “Is there something I can help you with Mr. Winchester?”

He’s not always in a playful mood, but tonight finds you both in exactly the right time and place to have a bit of fun. Sam’s fingers squeeze tighter, curling into the flesh of your side and then releases his hold, standing close enough you can practically feel his body heat.

“I’m not entirely convinced this is the job for you,” he sighs, giving you a dismissive shake of his head. “Not sure you really want this position.”

“Oh, I want it,” you whisper chin tipped upward as you stare at him dewy-eyed. “What can I do to show you how serious I am?”

“I have a few ideas,” he offers, honing in on your parted lips as he licks his own. “You may have to work for it.”

“I’d do anything. Please, give me a chance.” You’re already breathless as his fingers caress the skin on the outside of your thigh, just above your knee. “Tell me what I need to do?”

“Spread your legs for me.” He tips his head to the side, watching your carefully curated shocked expression.

“Mr. Winchester,” you gasp, mouth falling open in faux horror as your knees open wide, skirt riding up your thighs. “We can’t…”

“Then tell me to stop,” he raises one eyebrow, hand sliding up the side of your leg and disappearing under your skirt. You lock eyes as he swirls the pads of his finger at tender flesh near your heat, so teasingly close that a moan falls out of your mouth before he ever really touches you.

“You have to stop,” you whimper, looking him dead in the eyes, spreading your thighs further and canting your hips toward his hand. “This is wrong.” You wiggle closer to his elusive touch. “I’ll tell someone, I’ll turn you in.”

“You think anyone would believe you?” He taunts while his thumb grazes downward, just the tip slipping between the lips of your bare cunt. He sinks an inch into your slick before sliding upward to find the throbbing bud. “What would you tell them? You were this wet but you didn’t want it?”

“Fuck,” you hiss, long and low. Your eyes screw shut as he flicks up and down over your clit, two fingers stroking into trembling flesh. He plays with soft, long strokes before finally sinking his fingers into your pussy, twisting them all the way in up to his knuckles. “Oh, God.”

Your head falls lax, hands reaching backward for anything to grab onto as a framed photo of your parents tumbles to the floor.

“You said you’d do anything to keep your job,” he leans over you, whispering hot breath at the shell of your ear. “Did you mean it?”

“Yes,” you whine, nodding emphatically as his fingers thrust in and out of your cunt, the wet, squelching sound bouncing off the walls. “Anything.”

“Will you take my cock...here?” He grunts, hooking his fingers inside and you see stars, legs trembling at the overwhelming pleasure. “Let me cum inside you?”

“Yes!” This confirmation is met with the withdrawal of his hand from between your legs. The disappointment is short-lived as he spins you around, bending you over the desk and hiking your skirt up over your ass.

“Say please,” he insists, his hand coming down on your right cheek with a smack.

“Please, I’ll do anything!” Wiggling your stinging backside there's the zip of his pants and the rustle of clothes before the head of his cock is at your entrance. Looking forward you can see the garbled reflection of the two of you in the glass of a painting on your wall. While you haven’t exactly pre-planned this little escapade, your fantasies are generally in line with each other, so you add in a few elements that really get you worked up. “You’re not going to put on a condom?”

The question gives him pause, the suggestion settling in as he notches the head into your throbbing channel. The idea of being forced, or in this case coerced, into a man cumming inside you is something you’ve shared with him but it’s not yet worked its way into the bedroom.

“If you want to keep your job, you’ll shut up and open this sweet little cunt.” His hand twists into your hair as he slides deep, not stopping until you feel his hips at your backside. “There you go, just like that. You like the way my cock feels, don’t you?”

“It’s so deep,” you pant, the side of your face pressed into some report from earlier in the afternoon.

“Now,” he slaps your ass as he pulls out and thrusts back inside. He repeats the motion with another whack that pulls a moan out of your throat. “I want you to tell me how much you want it. Say please Mr. Winchester, cum in my pussy.”

“I can’t,” you put up a show. “You can’t-”

He yanks your hair back, pulling your face off the desk as he drills into your cunt. “Say it.”

“Please!” you cry out, hands digging into the hardwood of the desk. “Please Mr. Winchester, please cum in my pussy.”

“Again,” he grits, fucking you hard and fast.

“Please cum in my pussy. Please, I want it so bad.”

“I know you do.” He purrs, using his free hand to press down on your lower back, keeping you in place as his pace grows faster still, hammering into you.

You're close to orgasm, the way he has you bent over the desk means your clit is rubbing over the surface, creating perfect friction. You pant and moan, body winding up for the release as the fantasy culminates in his cock stroking hard and deep with every thrust of his hips.

“Can I cum, Mr. Wincester!” You hold back waiting for permission.

“No,” he spits out, the hand on your back wrapping around your throat. “Don’t you dare, don’t you dare even think about it.”

“Shit,” you sputter, sending your mind somewhere else. It’s the only way to hold back when you're teetering on the edge. You hope he’ll cum soon because you can’t hold out much longer and right on cue he grinds forward, pressing into your thighs with all his weight as he cums. Breathing hot and heavy, he slowly pulls out, sending a gush of his wet and warm release down your thighs.

But Sam’s not done yet.

“Turn around,” he commands.

Standing on shaking legs you turn to face him. He tucks his shiny dick back into his underwear and gets his clothes back in place as you stand there with his seed dripping from your sex.

“You almost came, didn’t you?” He snakes closer, a hand threading back into your hair to hold you in place. “I could feel it, feel how tight your pussy got at the end.”

“Yes,” you nod, looking up at him as his hand snakes back between your legs.

“I guess I’ll let you keep your job.” A villainous grin tugs at the corners of his mouth and your entire body responds, shaking with desire. “But I have to be sure you’ll never tell anyone.”

“I won’t,” you promise.

“I have to be sure. And do you know how I do that?” He asks and you shake your head, no. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want to recount how wet you were. How you asked me to cum inside you. Only someone who was willing would ask for that. But you’re going to ask me something else, too.”

“What?” You’re practically vibrating with anticipation.

“Say, I want to taste you.”

You blink, getting a vague idea of where this is going.

“I want to taste you,” you repeat quietly.

“Please stick your fingers in my pussy.”

Oh fuck.

“Please stick your fingers in my pussy...so I can have them in my mouth.” You add the last part and before it even leaves your mouth Sam is nodding in approval.

“Good girl,” he praises. His index and middle finger slip easily into your used cunt, twirling and bending until he’s coated in a mix of your arousal and his seed. “Open up.”

You dutifully let your mouth fall open as he slides his finger over your tongue.

“Open your eyes and look at me.” He instructs. You look up, watching as he moves his fingers back and forth over your tongue. “Now suck.”

You whimper, empty pussy clenching around nothing as you suck the spiced taste of your sex off him. After a few minutes of massaging your tongue, he removes his hand only to have his fingers wiggle back into your pussy, pressing inside as far as he can get.

“Now, you’re going to show me just how much of a whore you really are,” he explains calmly, pumping in and out of your slit. “Open your mouth again.”

You open up and this time his wet, warm fingers stroke over your tongue a couple of times before wiggling further, toward the back of your throat. You gag and he tsks, stilling his hand until you compose yourself and then pressing further and further until you’re practically choking on his knuckles.

Out of nowhere, his other hand is between your legs, finding your clit and pinching the delicate nub with enough force to make you gasp, his finger sliding even deeper. He rubs your clit a few times before you cum, gargling and moaning around his fingers and fighting to stay upright. Your cunt clenches, eyes watering, entire body experiencing the incredible pleasure, wave after wave of sweet relief.

“Fuck,” Sam whispers, slowly withdrawing his hand from your mouth. He wipes off his fingers on your cheek as you gasp for a full breath, still twitching from the release. He watches you trembling, letting out a little chuckle designed to stoke all levels of sexual humiliation that you know and love so well. “You just came gagging on the taste of your own cunt. No one would ever believe you didn’t want this.”

You’re breathless, entire body flushed from the power of the orgasm and now his taunting little speech. God, you wish it was a weekend so you could go home and ride him into the mattress.

“Thank you,” your voice wavers. “Thank you for allowing me the chance to show you how grateful I am for this job...Mr. Winchester.”

“I have a feeling you’ll continue to work hard for me.” He smiles, leaning down to kiss your lips.

“Really, thank you. This was incredible.” You grin against his mouth. “This could become a whole fantasy for me.”

“Me too.”

He watches you clean yourself up, throwing used Kleenex into the trash before pulling yourself together enough to make the walk out of the building.

“I’ll drop you off,” he offers as you gather up your laptop and bag. “Or you could just come over. It’s late, that might make the most sense.”

“I’d love a ride but I can’t come over. I do need to go home tonight,” you explain. “I have a new dress I want to wear for the presentation tomorrow and I need to clean my kitchen. Maybe you could come over tomorrow? I’d like you to see my place.”

“I’d like that.”

Sam waits as you turn off the lights and lock up, then escorts you toward the elevators, both of you blissfully unaware of Cole watching through the cracked door of his darkened office.

[thisisgracetrying]

My fav lyrics from Folklore.

So I listened to the album pretty carefully and wrote down the lyrics that moved me. Granted this album is full of poetry and majesty verses & bridges. This is just my personal take:

The 1: "we were something don't you think so? Rosé flowing with your chosen family & it would've been sweet, if it could've been me" This song is so beautiful because it is not sad, it is not regretful, its just like a trip back memory lane, what could've been but wasn't, and being okay with that.

Cardigan: "I knew you'd haunt all of my what ifs, the smell of smoke would hang around this long 'cause I knew everything when I was young". I truly felt like I knew everything back then. 

The last great american dynasty: "Holiday House sat quietly on that beach free of women with madness, their men and bad habits & then it was bought by me"

honorable mention to: "In a feud with her neighbor she stole his dog & dyed it key lime green" what a master mind Rebekah was. I wish she was my aunt. 

Exile: "Those eyes add insult to injury".

My tears ricochet: "you had to kill me but it killed you just the same, cursing my name, wishing I'd stayed".

Mirrorball: "I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try. I'm still on that trapeze, I'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me" Honestly, same sis. This reminded me of those times I would completely change myself so people would like me. The constant struggle of not feeling good enough, it feels like it never ends

Seven: "And I've been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad and that must be why and I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates and you won't have to hide or cry in the closet"

honorable mention to: "before I learned civility I used to scream ferociously anytime I wanted". This song hits differently, I had a childhood best friend (who I still talk to from time to time) and her parents used to fight all the time and it was just very messy, bad and sad, she is okay now. I have plenty of love for her. Also my brother is always telling me that I used to be so happy, free and wild when I was very little, he's always joking saying "idk what happened to you when you got old" and I wish I had the answer lol. 

August: "To live for the hope of it all, cancel plans just in case you'd call". Girl, this song. I've been this girl, many times. The first guy I ever fell in love with, made me believe I was only good enough to be the second option, he was my James, and that stock with me for years. It took lots of self love & therapy to realize that I was worthy of a beautiful and healthy relationship. So I feel deeply for this song. 

This is me trying: "They told me all my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad, I have lot of regrets about that". Is this me? yes, this is grace trying. I've been working on not saying hurtful things when I'm mad, I've gotten a lot better, thank God. Words can be so sharp they can leave the deepest scars.

Illicit affairs: "Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me...". Yup, that's exactly how it feels.

Invisible strings: "Time, mystical time... cutting me open, then healing me fine". Ok so this song is basically me and my husband. We were best friends when I was 14 and he was 16. He was in love with me but I didn't have a clue, we grew apart, but then this invisible string brought us together, when I was living in Argentina & he was living in Colombia, after a few months of talking all day, everyday and long facetime nights, I came here and the rest is story, less than a year from that we got married. He's my soulmate. one single thread of gold, tied me to you"

honorable mention: "one single thread of gold, tied me to you" & "Cold was the steel of my axe to grind for the boys who broke my heart, now I send their babies presents". The growth. 

Mad woman: "I'm taking my time cause you took everything from me, watching you climb, over people like me". It makes me so ANGRY (lol) when people specially men refer to women like "oh she is SO MAD" because no one goes mad for no reason, but sure, let's turn a blind eye to that and just shame the woman. 

Epiphany: "someone's daughter, someone's mother holds your hand through plastic now". I think it's important to remember that every single doctor is someone's relative, friend and partner, we are facing a global pandemic and we need to kind to ourselves and others.

Betty: "If you kiss me will it be just like I dreamed it? will it patch your broken wings? I'm only 17, I don't know anything but I know I miss you". Betty is my favorite song off the album. I love it so much, maybe it's because it's country, maybe it is because the story is adorable (even tho I dislike James for what he did to the August girl) I find it to be sincere and relatable. We have all been Betty and sadly We have also been James, because unintentionally or not, we have all broken hearts and wish we didn't and we find ourselves begging for a 2nd chance. 

Peace: "all these people think love is for show but I would die for you in secret". This verse is just so poetic and heartfelt. I love it.

Hoax: "You knew it still hurt underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart, but what you did was just as dark". Do you feel this one? damn I swear when I first listened to this verse I was goosebumps all over my body. How cruel it is when you give your all to someone, your time, your love your secrets and they just... walk away unbothered. 

So these are my favorites. I loved this album with everything in me, its my favorite so far. This is the album I hoped @taylorswift would make one day. I love the softness, the pureness, the feelings. This album is a gift to us, and I'm forever grateful. I cant wait hear "The Lakes". 

@taylorswift @taylornation

[boy-who-never-grew-up]

MGG smut plz dont read this

“Oh what-can-it mean to a daydream believer and a homecoming queen“ I sing as the songs ends “Cheer up sleepy jean”

Claps come from the drunken maybe 30 or so people at the karaoke bar. I take an overzealous bow and try to keep my balance. The room spins slightly as I stand straight up. The DJ loudly announces the next singer and song as I walk back to my group of friends. They give another drunken round of applause and compliments all around, even though I really butchered the last verse in “Sleepy Jean”. I feel my best friend yank on my arm and pull me closer to her face.

“Look who came in half way through..” She pointed vaguely across the bar at a group of people, none of which whom I knew. “Tonight is your night, I told you. Did I not?”

As she talks eagerly in my ear, I look deeper into the crowd. I remain unsure of what the fuck she’s talking about. I quickly sweep over and over again, looking for a familiar face, but I find none.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I stop her mid-ramble.

“It’s what’s his nuts... You know from the show you watch- not Law & Order the other one... What’s his fuckin’ name the tall cute one.” She yells into my ear, as if I’ll understand her better the louder she is.

“Matthew Gray Gubler?” I ask.

“YES! I knew his name, damn. Yes! He’s here, he walked in half way through your song.” She excitedly gets her point across and tugs on my arm.

“No fucking way, you’re wrong.” I scoff at her.

There’s no way he’s here. I try to look again, but now there are more people at the bar in the way of whoever was there before. She pulls me about two feet to our left and positions our heads just right and points across the room; much more specific now.

On the other side of the room, by the bar and near the wall, I see a man with curly hair with a drink in his hand by his mouth, but like he was too enthralled with what his response would be to whoever is talking to him so he couldn’t take a drink. He smiled wide as he listened, and I watched for a second or two as he gave his response, they both laughed, and he finally took a drink. 

“Fack.” I spoke bluntly “Fucking shit dude.”

“You have to talk to him, I’m not giving you the option. This is happening.” My friend spoke, still attached to my arm with excitement. 

“He’s probably here with someone.” I immediately excuse.

“He’s literally not. Oh my- listen, all you gotta do is talk to him. The worst that happens is you get turned down.” She refutes “This is a one time chance, and you’ll regret it if you don’t do it”

Anxiety rises in my chest through my stomach as I watch him and his friends move to the open pool table. I feel like my fucking mouth is sweating and like there’s no way that I’m gonna be able to go over there and say anything to him.

“Plus, you’ve been saying you wanna try to hoe it up a little. this is the perfect time. Vacation, bar, pretty guy.” She grabs my chin and turns my face to her to make demanding eye contact “You look extremely hot tonight. Your ass- looks great in those jeans, I cant stop staring. Literally, everywhere we have been I’ve had to keep the guys off of you. You’re the one in charge here.”

She speaks with such confidence and power. She raises her eyebrows at me as if to say “Are you gonna go fucking do it?” So I take a big huff and ball up my fists and turn to start walking over. I’m suddenly feeling how actually drunk I am, and if I wasn’t so drunk, that would make me nervous that I’m gonna look like a complete idiot. I suddenly realize that I have no game plan and the drink I’m holding is just ice at this point. I’m about ten feet away and there’s no stopping because it is now very clear that I was actively making my way across the room to this specific spot. I’m physically shaking at this point where I walk up right behind him as he leans over the pool table. I watch as he misses his shot and stands back up. I take a deep breath and let it out as I step up next to him and look up to smile.

“Hi.” I say, hopefully loud enough for him to hear.

“Oh, hello.” He says back to me and smiles.

There’s silence for a second, he looks back to his friends taking their turns, and back to me.

“Can I buy you a drink?” I blurt out, after what seems like holding it in for minutes in silence.

“Ah,” He looks at his half empty drink and back to me “Sure. You heading to the bar?” 

He points to the bar, and honestly, I’m just surprised I made it this far.

“Yeah!’ I respond, trying to keep my cool.

We both take off in direction of the bar and I am mentally trying to sober myself up to walk a straight line. As we reach the bar, he turns to me and immediately reaches out his hand to shake it.

“I’m Matthew.” 

I shook his hand and gave him my name with a smile. 

“What are you drinking?” I ask him, pointing to his drink.

“Ah, whatever seasonal beer this is.” He twists his bottle to look at the label, and then turns it for me to see as well “What about you?”

“Gin and tonic.” I say and raise my drink a little.

“Oh, wow. You look really young for a sixty year old dad.” He dead pan says to me.

My jaw drops with a hint of a smile. I feel a wave of peace come over me as we both laugh and I defend my drink choices. 

“Cheap beer seems to get the job done for me.” He says and takes another drink.

“I can’t help that I just have a refined palette.” I tease.

He nods towards his friends to gesture that we I follow him, as he turns to walk back to his friends.

“Are those your friends?” He points to the group of girls I came with who are now walking up to do a karaoke song together.

“Oh gosh, they really are drunk.” I say as “Ice Ice Baby” comes on over the speakers.

He laughs and leans down slightly to say to me “Are you not?”

I giggle and turn to look at him as I say “I mean yeah, but not group Ice Ice Baby drunk.”

He smiles at me and grabs the pool stick he had earlier and steps up to take his shot.

“They’re about to fuckin’ kill it though just watch.” I add in.

He misses his shot, hands the pool stick to his partner, then grabs his friends attention and introduces me to them and vice versa. I smile and wave extra awkwardly and sip at my drink which is starting to only taste like lime and not gin.

“Are you gonna do another song?” He crosses his arms and looks at me before looking back at my friends going hard to “Ice Ice Baby”.

“Uh, yeah I think so. I’m still trying to decide what song I wanna do.” 

I watch as my friends start to get sloppy at the mic and laugh a little. Matthew speaks to me again, but this time he’s much closer than before. He cranes down a little to listen and speak to me.

“What are your choices?” He asks.

I dare not turn to look at him lest his face be close enough for me to analyze under the dim bar lights and see the color of his eyes. I keep my eyes on the group of girls at the front rapping their hearts out.

“I’m thinking What’s Up by 4 Non Blondes or maybe I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston.” I say loudly.

“Ooh, throw backs. I love it.” I can hear his laugh much clearer now 

“You should do 4 Non Blondes, if you care what I think.” He adds that last part as he stumbles over his recommendation.

Smart. Also, good suggestion. I smile and nod.

“Yeah, I think you’re right.” I say coolly and step forward to walk to the DJ.

I’m freaking out that I’m actually maintaining this casual courtship so fuckin’ well. He seems to want to talk to me, which is amazing, and I’m not tripping over my feet or stumbling over my words. I can feel my cheeks tighten as I smile walking towards the DJ booth. I wait as the last song finishes and I am handed a mic to head out. All through the song, all I can think is that he’s watching me. Normally I like the attention, but right now I feel nervous-like when you’re forced to participate in something as a child. I try to relax and get into the song. I close my eyes and after awhile it’s just me and the music. I do my best, even give a little bit of a performance. I do another bow as the song ends and smile. I look up to see him standing in the back smiling and clapping. My heart races as he smiles wider when my eyes catch his. I hand the mic back to the DJ and walk back towards him. I left my drink at his table, irresponsible around strangers I know, but I had felt like I needed a reason to come back to him. I walk past my table and give one friend a high five and my best friend smacks my butt as I pass. She grabs my arm and stops me before I walk away.

“If we all need to crash in their room so you can have our room at the hotel, that’s fine. I can stay with them tonight. I am in all support of this.” She whispers in my ear.

I smile and thank her for her kind idea as I continue my walk back towards that tall tall man. 

“Hey! That was great!” he perks up as I near him.

Nervously, he raises his hands and I don’t think initially he knew what he was doing, but I didn’t either. We both end up double high fiving and then awkwardly looking away because we both knew that was so fucking stupid. I grab my drink and make sure to thank him for the compliment before I sip. 

“What did your friend say into your ear? Looked like she was gonna rip your arm off.” He says as he finally turns back to me.

I take a breath and turn back to him to make eye contact.

“She heavily implied some very inappropriate things.” I smile and take another drink.

“Oh! That’s super awesome.” He says blankly. 

“She’s very set and steady that I take you back to my hotel tonight.” I said honestly “However, I literally have never gone up to a man and bought him a drink at a bar and I’m just not sure that I could really get myself to a place that I could do that.”

“Well, you’ve already done the hard part right? Taking initiative. I’ve never had a girl by me a drink before, surprisingly. I’ve had some ask if I could buy them a drink. So, it’s a first time for me too.” He reassures me.

“Is that something that you would want to do? Take me to your hotel room?” He says as he sets his beer at the table with my drink and leans on it, facing me directly.

“I’m not really sure. I feel like there’s so much to disclose before something like that but the bar isn’t the best place to do it.” I reply honestly.

He scrunches his nose and nods “I totally get it. I don’t feel like I have to tell you but, you don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do.”

“Well,” I start before taking a sip of my drink “Is that something you would want to do? Go back with me?” 

“Do you wanna have another drink? We could sit down when I’m done with this pool game.” He replies.

“Actually, I need to drink some water.” I shrug “I have to make ‘responsible decisions’“ 

I pfft my tongue at that and smile. 

“Who says?” He laughs as he responds.

“I do, actually.” I blush and look down at my drink, away from his smiling face.

“Well, do you wanna sit down over a couple waters then?” He suggests.

I look back at him and smile and nod. I wait as he finishes the pool game, every so often coming back and standing by me to talk to me. Occasionally, my friends would wave me down and give me extremely obvious thumbs up and gestures to check my phone.

I roll my eyes and give in and check my phone.

:“you need the room or nah? we tryna to head back”

I huff and look up at Matthew. It couldn’t hurt right? It’s once in a lifetime thing, I  have to.

:”I think so, but we’re gonna hang out a lil more”

:”k we’ll get anotha drink then call the lyft.”

:”Okay”

I set my phone down on the table and look up to the opposing team taking the winning shot. Matthew drops his shoulders and pouts for a second, but quickly moves on to come stand by me.

“I’ll be right back.” He says and sets his half empty bottle down at the table and walks towards the bar.

I fidget with my nails as I wait, nervously. He seems sweet, and he seems to be just as awkward as me. As confident as it must seem to offer him a drink, I feel so small and dumb. He clearly came here with his friends to play pool and now I’ve ruined that. 

As I worry through my thoughts, he comes back to the table and sets down two large glasses of ice water. Luckily, he’s good at sparking questions and the conversation went on pretty well. He’s very awkward but somehow it makes me feel comfortable. We talk about pets and coffee and youtube videos and it goes well. Really, not what I had expected from trying to pick someone up from a bar. He asks for pictures of my pets and of course I show him. We talk about classic rock and our favorite bands. Comparing oldies and swooning over Bright Eyes. We sip through the remainder of our drinks and keep going on about music. At about a third of water left, somehow religion gets brought up religion and other beliefs. At water empty, it started getting deep. Bringing up childhood trauma and dealing with death. 

I look over at my friends and they are standing around as if they’re waiting. I dismiss myself quickly and head over to them.

“Hey, you guys can go...” I interrupt.

Shrieks of shock and joy come from them but I try to shush them as much as possible.

“Listen, I’m not promising anything will happen. But, I’m going to stay and chat with him a bit. I’ll get another Lyft.” 

They all smile and tease me. I give them hugs and send them off as they spew warnings about men and encourage me to have fun.

“Looks like you missed your ride.” I jump as Matthew speaks next to me.

“Oh, uh yeah. They’re gonna head out, I just wanted to hang out a little more...” I excuse.

“Those things you wanted to disclose... “ He turned to look at me “We can get an Uber, is that a good place to talk?”

My heart thumps through my chest as I look him in the eyes. He has another cup of water in a paper cup in his hand and the Uber app open in his other.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, that would be fine.” I stumble out.

“Are you sure? I mean, we can just share the ride back nothing has to happ-”

“Yes, I would like to. I want to.” I cut him off.

“Cool, well, we have like fifteen minutes until the Uber is here. Did you want another water?” He offers the cup in his hand with a smile.

“Sure, thanks.” I say as I take the cup.

We both kind fall silent as we wait. Like everything to be said here at the bar has been said. The next dialogue is to be in the car. The disclosure. We’re in the loading screen. I spend a little time peeing in the bathroom and checking my makeup. The rest I spend internally panicking. Not in a “I don’t wanna do this” way but more like “There’s no way this is really happening” way. Occasionally, we would catch each others eye contact and blush and smile. It feels good to know that he is just as nervous as I am.

*In the car*

“Let’s disclose this foreclosure!” Matthew declares as we get on the road.

“I don’t think that makes sense.” I tease.

“Yeah, y’know I tried. You know what I mean.”

“Yeah, yeah I know what you mean.” I mumble.

The car is so quiet compared to the bar. The late night empty roads seem deafeningly silent. I try not to look him in the eye again. There’s so much I want to say, but how does one even say them?

“So?....” He starts.

“So?” I stall.

“What did you wanna talk about?” He pushes.

“I’m not... Well, I’ve never just hooked up with someone.. I guess.. Like, outside of a relationship, and just really have never had an experience that I was satisfied with. There’s so much I want, but I’ve never had someone to give that to me, y’know.” I can feel that I’m definitely still pretty buzzed and saying things is coming rather easy once the first word comes out.

He smiles as he watches me explain my predicament.

“Yeah, I’m not really one to really go home with people from bars either so we’re on the same boat there.” He reassures me.

I can see his eyes watching me intently. Watching my lips intently. As I talk I feel my words being seen. He licks his lips once as he listens.

“I just feel like, if I’m gonna hook up with someone, I should go all out right? Trying to mix your body with someone’s that you don’t even know seems complicated. I feel like it’s trial and error and time, and all I’ve ever been is dissatisfied.”

“Anything else?” He says quietly, still not breaking his stare.

At this point we’re both facing each other in the back seat, nearly dismissing the middle seat entirely.

“I don’t think I can promise I won’t catch feelings for you.” I say finally, letting out my breath as I do.

He pauses for a second, I don’t think he even breathes, but he says “I’m fine with that.”

Before I know it, the gap between us is closing. He moves in hastily like he’s been craving to kiss me. I bring my hand to his cheek and kiss him back. He lays one hand on my neck and the other on my hip as he almost pushes me back in my seat, hungrily stealing kisses. I hold his hand that lay on my neck and snake my other arm around his neck. We keep kissing as the ride goes on. Going back and forth between peppering kisses on each others lips to overwhelming amounts of open mouth exploration. His right hand slides down and over my chest, and though I’m holding his hand, I can tell he didn’t just move there for convenience. If I wasn’t buckled in, he would have me on his lap right now. Which is really where I wanted to be. 

The car ride felt both too short and too long. Making out in the backseat is a world I could get lost in. Ahead, in the hotel I need to be ready to get real. Making out in the backseat is easy and actually hooking up with someone is complicated. I could stay in this sweet bliss forever,.

As the car rolled up to the hotel doors, we parted lips. I go to pull away but he holds me in place for a moment.

“I want you to know... I promise I won’t disappoint you.” He tells me, softly and kindly.

After we get out of the car, Matthew runs around to meet me and we walk into the lobby together. Down the hall, away from the front desk, he grabs my hand and leads me. He kisses my hand before pulling me in to kiss me on the mouth again.

“Fuck, I really like kissing you.” He says as he smiles against my lips.

“We’re almost to the room.” I try.

“Which one is it?” He asks, in between kisses.

“Next one on the left.” 

“You have the key?” He asks, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer.

I push the key into his hand then, to my surprise, he literally sweeps me off my feet. Okay, maybe not literally. With his arm tightly around my waist, when he stands, my feet come off the floor. He unlocks the door and ushers us inside. He tosses the key card and drops me onto the edge of the bed. He plops down beside me and immediately grabs my face and begins kissing me again. Through this, he sloppily takes off the flannel he has on top of his pink t-shirt and tosses it across the room onto the desk. This time, he pushes his fingers back into my hair and I wrap my hands around his wrists. He pulls away to speak, but he stays close and doesn’t open his eyes. The glimpse of him that I catch he looks breathless. Like drinking a full glass of water after a drought.

“You said that there’s so much you want...” He says slowly “What do you want?”

“I don’t know,” I mumble “I’m all over the place man.”

He kisses me again before he speaks “How about...” Another kiss “I can start off, y’know, in charge...” Another kiss “And when you feel comfortable,” Another “You can do whatever you want..”

His kisses stray from my lips and down my chin. Over my my neck and to rest on my shoulder. Here stayed many, placed tenderly. I feel him rest his head against me, his hot breath wafting down my chest.

“We’ve got the room all night, right?”

My fucking heart stops. This won’t be disappointing.

“Yes.” I say in almost a whisper.

“Yes you want me to take charge or yes we have the room all night?” He sits upright, away from me.

My body reacts to him pulling away, too soon. I catch myself from reaching out after him. 

“Yes to both.” I agree.

“Sweet.” he nods “I have promises to fulfill.” 

He gently pushed me back to lay down, slowly looming over me as I do. His hand runs down my chest, my stomach, and to my hip. He leans down to kiss me, but only once before layering kisses down my chest to the edge of my shirt. He slides down to rest on his stomach and pushes my shirt up slowly, followed by a trail of kisses. He breathes slowly against my skin as the shirt moves higher and higher up my chest. I finally take the liberty of just removing the shirt to get it out of the way. He re-positions himself again, on his knees, leaning on his right arm and his other underneath me, reaching at the bra clasp. Just as I thought hungry Matthew was gone, he pulls the bra off completely and immediately presses his mouth to my chest. Wet, soft, and suckled kisses wander across my breasts and quickly turn to starved rough kisses and light bites of skin. He moves down over my stomach, taking time adjust to the curves and rolls of my body, before laying a fully contacted wet one onto my skin. 

At the top of my jeans he stops, resting his head against my skin and pulls at the sides of my pants.

“These looked great on you, but now they gotta go.” He mumbles.

Swiftly unbuttoning my pants, he continues to lay kisses on my exposed skin. He large hands pull at the sides of my jeans, this time successful, and pulled then down over my legs, off my feet, and tossed them to the floor. I feel the rumble as he lets out a whiny groan against my stomach. 

“Tell me to stop whenever.” He says as he pulls down my underwear, slowly, all the way off my legs.

“Please, don’t stop.” I say in a hushed voice, already ashamed of what I wanted from him.

I can feel him smile against my skin as he begins to press kisses to my thigh.

“I like that ‘please’.” He kisses further in, where leg meets body.

I feel his tongue glide up my bikini line and over the bare skin near my hips.The chill tickles me and my body tenses one degree more. He sits upright, still holding my leg, at the ankle now and rubs his other hand down my leg.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, okay?” He asks softly “But I wanna hear you say please.” 

He kisses my ankle and holds his lips there, waiting for my response.

I pause for a moment, wondering what exactly I should say. A jumbled murmur of unfinished asks stream out of my mouth.

“Yes, please... I want you to. I want to. Please.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, lips still pressed to my ankle “don’t have to ask me twice”

I brace my nerves as he kisses up my leg and slides his tongue up into the folds of my pussy. He places a wet kiss at my clit before running his tongue down, around, and inside me. I hide my face with my arms, and try to steady my breath. I feel his arm that’s not wrapped around my thigh slide up my stomach and his hand grasps mine.

“Hey,” he pulls his mouth away from my wetness, and kisses my tummy once “Uncover your face.”

He pulls my hand away from my face and intertwines his fingers into mine.

“I want you to look at me.” He says, with sweet nurturing eyes as he leans his cheek against my thigh.

He kisses my leg with the side of his mouth as I take a breath and uncover my face to meet his eyes. He never breaks eye contact as he goes back down on me. I watch intently, trying to control my facial reactions, as he utilizes his whole tongue and head movements to pleasure me. I can’t help but whine as I watch him so intently do his best to make me feel good. Every time his tongue touches my clit, I flinch and tense, leaving behind a trail of “Oh”s and “Ah”s. I try desperately, but it’s so hard to keep my eyes on his when all I want to do is close my eyes and lean my head back. Not to mention, it feels so vulnerable, him watching me as I come undone. As I feel a tension in my stomach begin to rise, I hide my face once more with my free hand. I feel his touch get lighter and I can hear his soft pleading voice, in between sweet sultry kisses.

“Relax, okay?” he begs me.

I nod, still hiding my face and mumble “I know, I’m just embarrassed.”

“Hey,” he whispers once again as he hovers up to kiss my face.

“I love this,” his hand that holds mine pulls down over his jeans and atop his hardening cock “Trust me. Please don’t be embarrassed.”

He lets go of my body and stands upright on his knees. I watch as he slowly lifts his shirt over his head and off his body. He tosses it to the ground and quickly undoes his pants. He pushes them down and awkwardly struggles to get them all the way off, and even more so as he tries to toss them away. I giggle a little as I watch him. Even on his knees he towers over me but he’s so soft that it’s calming. When he finally draws his attention back to me, a big smile crosses his face. We both take a second to just laugh a little. He licks his lips, and my eyes start to wander down his body. His sharp shoulders and thin frame. The muscles on his arms tense in pulses and his hands, making their way back to my body, feel like they encompass all of my skin whole. I can feel every joint in his skinny hands as as squeezes my waist a few times before descending back to my body.

His mouth quickly goes back to work, kissing my pussy like he was so desperately kissing my mouth earlier. I let myself watch him, but I let myself enjoy it too. I watch his bare shoulders and neck, tensing every time he moves his head. I let out a shaky moan as he hums against my core and loudly makes out with my body. My moans grow louder with every flick of his tongue and it sets me off more when I hear him begin to moan from his own pleasure he derives from getting me off. Any sense of fear and holding back, leaves me body as I can feel the energy rising within me. Finally, I tangle my fingers in his messy curly hair and hope he doesn’t mind that I pull on it as he begins to bring me to my climax.

“Oh, oh.” I whine “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

He laughs between strokes of his tongue and continues the movement he was doing, but slightly faster than before. I ball my fists in his hair and cross my ankles on his back. My hips begin to lightly roll against his face and the sound of him begins to fade way in a mess of my own cries. His left hand comes around and pulls my hand from his hair and intertwines our fingers. My legs tense around his head as I spill over unto ecstasy in a heap of praise and a chorus of “Yes, yes, yes!”. When I squeeze my hand around his, he squeezes back and I don’t let go until I can finally relax and let my breath flow.

I let out breathy whines as he kisses up my torso and back to my lips. He kisses me like before and I can taste myself on his tongue.

“Fuck,” he says between kisses “You’re amazing.”

“You definitely didn’t disappoint.” I whisper in his ear as a tease and leave a kiss at the top of his jawline.

I begin to kiss his neck, and it’s salty from the small sweat he worked up pleasuring me.

“Well, I’m not done yet.” He mumbles, clearly distracted by my kisses.

He pulls himself closer to me, his chest on mine, and I can feel his erection underneath his underwear. I can’t help but moan, knowing that he’s hard from eating me out and feeling his full size against me. He shivers and I lay a few bites on his skin. I push his underwear down as he wraps his arms around me and leans his full weight on top of me.

"Do you want me?" He mutters in my ear.

"Yes, fuck yes I want you." I reply, desperately.

I tried to hold onto his shoulders but as he pulled away to align himself with me my hands landed in his hair. I tighten my grip as he enters me, letting out his own moan of satisfaction.

"Fuck," our stomachs brush together as he pushes into me "Fuck, it's tight."

He lets out more of a cry in a shaky breath as he lays his face to rest in my neck. He says it's tight, but I'm not sure that he's not just bigger than what we were both accounting for.

His arms hold tight around my body and he forms a rhythm, pulling in and out of me, pushing deeper everytime. He fills me completely but I don't think he's even all the way in. The thought of him is ravishing, but feeling him actually pumping in and out of me is making me delirious.

"Ah, ah," he moans into my neck "Fuck, you feel so good "

He starts pushing in harder, trying to fit his length inside. His right arm snakes up my body and his hand onto my hair. He pulls my head back as far as I can lean it, and bites my trap near my neck. With every stroke, he gets harder and harder, still yanking on my hair for momentum. His breathing dampens my neck as he pants with his movements. I can see his contorted face, nose scrunched and eyes shut tight, mouth hanging open letting all his moans spill out.

All at once, with his hand still in my hair and on my back, he flips me over on top of him. He lets both hands rest holding my ass, pulling me in the same rhythm he was before. I barely have to do any work as he moves my hips to make me fuck him. His right hand lines up my torso, pushing me to sit upright, and he massages my breast in his palm. He watches me for a second as I try my best to keep my hips moving. Then, again, he picks up my weight and sits up, pulling himself out of me. He kisses me once, tenderly before speaking.

"Turn around." He says against my lips.

I don't hesitate to respond to his demands, I turn around and lean down on my knees and elbows, widening my legs as much as possible. With one hand pressed into my back above my ass, and the other pulling on my hips, Matthew pounds into me. I bury my head in my hands and let him take what he wants. Listening to him unravel because of me raises tension inside. I cry out for him to go faster and without answering, he does. Strings of curses and praises drip from his lips like honey. I can tell he loves being inside me.

He pants faster and faster and stumbles over his words. His pace becomes unsteady and sloppy and I can tell he's gonna cum. His arms wrap around my body, his hands holding onto my opposing hip and shoulder, holding me in just the right spot for him to pump in and out of me a little more before he climaxes. Listening to him, I feel my peak rise and take over. I hold onto to his arms and stretch as I feel it pulse through my body. As I slowly loosen, I feel Matthew reach his climax as well, burying his head in the crook of my neck. I can feel his open mouth breath on my skin as he catches back up with oxygen. I run one hand up and through his hair, pulling him closer to kiss him on the face.

"You're amazing ..." I whisper to him.

He takes a deep breath and lets out a tiny moan against my skin.

"I keep my promises." He says lazily.

[mrbarmecide]

KOOL*AIDS

man! do i wanna be cool

but what is cool?

cool is...

rad

bad

radical

tubular

rightious

killer

dope

extreme

mean

clean

the dream

yes

cool is all of these things

cool falls under all catagories and names

but cool is always cool

the cool kids drink

so i started drinking

when i do i wake up hung over

i don't feel cool but sober enough to know i still hate myself

the cool kids smoke

so i became a pack every two days kinda guy

my lungs are blacker then licorice now

and thats not cool so i quit after 4 long years

the cool kids do drugs so i started snorting pills

and everyday since then i cant stop scratching my nose

the itch of addiction is always callin

the pills make me feel great

untill they don't

and then i start to hate myself all over again

as the weight of reality sets in

im all on my own again alone again (naturally)

i tried to be like the cool kids

but im not cool

im a fucked up freak and that's what cool will never be

only a blessed few can be cool

and those who are blessed with the title are invited into the club of cool with open arms

being cool means you are in the know

you know

cool is sex

cool is drugs

cool is everything from liquor to a lux lux

luxery supreme

if you posses the cool

everything in your wake will have been bent to your will

every want fullfilled

all problems heard

needs

all of it!

taken care of...

but only if you are cool

cool is the foil to who i am

cool is the attention i crave

but who am i?

ugly

what is ugly?

ugly is needy

unatractive

sad

alone

lonely

angery

perverse

messy

out of line

blunt

rough around the edges and then some

nagging

overbaring

jealous

empty

loveless

dark

bitter

hateful

beast like

gross

awful

sin incarnate

poison

fucked up

voyueristic

paraphilistic

deviant

call it what you will

but ugly is ugly and ugly is me

i wish i could be cool

but only can i ever be who i am

me

ugly ugly ugly

life is for the beautiful

for it is they the chosen cool

who are to be loved and adored

showered in praise

and most of all to be heard

those who are ugly are never heard nearly invisible

see thru

brushed aside and ignored

so i guess ill take my place here on the floor

and keep my nose to the grind stone

im no jesus to turn water to wine tho

it does seem like all i ever do is turn lime light into limestone

cuz turns out im not very bright

try and try as i might

i will never find my niche

even if my tastes are such

i want to be cool

but fuck it ill give up

its not like anyone cares

nope

im stupid

they don't give one single fuck

i want to be cool

so i could at least feel a touch

hold a sweet girls hand

or even ask for a hug

but the gods of cool know im too evil

they know that i want to fuck

so fuck it

i give up

an ugly piece of shit

shit out of luck

[lilacsandorangeblossoms]

Double deceit wedding.

For @thetourguidebarbie birthday. Happy birthday Angie.

“I need a husband.”

Katerina Petrova looks up from her phone at her best friend entering her hotel room. “ Your getting one tomorrow remember that’s why we are at this hotel for your wedding.”

Caroline forbes is getting married tomorrow to Stefan Salvatore. It was not her idea for this wedding and she does not want it. Her father is the mastermind behind this wedding. He is a business mogul who wants to take over Stefan’s and his fathers companies so he paid his daughter to date Stefan and get him to proposal. While he has Stefan busy with Caroline her father Bill Forbes has been planting seeds at both companies ie: take over. When the engagement was announced Bill told Caroline that he would up her pay to actually go through the planning and wedding. Caroline doesn’t have a choice her father has never paid her this much attention or have ever included her in any of his business deals. All Caroline has was wanted was her fathers attention. As an only child you would think she would be her fathers favorite child but no her fathers favorite is his companies. When she was five her father sent her away to a private boarding school. Where she spent her childhood and teenage years.

Caroline is getting paid for this wedding but there is only so much a girl can take and as the hours narrow and the wedding is closer and closer she is freaking out. She never thought that when she got married it would be to someone she not only doesn’t love but finds terribly annoying. Boarding school is where she met Katerina who is also an only child. If there’s anything boarding school and being friends with Katerina has taught her its never forget who you are.

“I know, with all the prenups signed and everything ready what if I told you I don’t like the groom so let’s find someone who will make this wedding invalid.”

“ You little troublemaker that’s a lot of money your giving up. I don’t know if I could give up that much.”

Caroline smiles devious she has thought about this decision all day. She knows the risks but she has to take them. “ My father is a going to give me the money right after I say I do. After I get the money I’ll tell everyone the new plan. My father has plans to take over the companies during the wedding. I have two options I can stall and not marry Stefan or I can marry him then embarrass him disappoint my father and become rich.”

Katerina looks up at her she had a feeling Caroline didn’t like Stefan but she didn’t know the extent of this whole things. “ Oh honey I’m so sorry your going through this why didn’t you tell.”

“ I don’t know but will you help me make this invalid.”

“ Of course next time tell me. Now lets go hunt for men.”

Xxx

“ What about him?”

Katerina points to a tall brown haired man in the third bar they go to. Caroline looks over at him she shrugs and goes over to him.

As she is heading over to the man he turns around and she realizes its her ex Tyler Lockwood he looks different from the back and tries to turn but he sees her. “ Caroline what are you doing here? You told me you would never step inside a bar because you didn’t like the aesthetic.”

Caroline only told Tyler she didn’t like bars because he would get super drunk and make a fool of himself and embarrass her.“ Tyler I was dragged here by Katerina. We were walking by and she wanted a drink. So I’m going to go looks like your busy entertaining.” Caroline nods to the circle of ladies surrounding Tyler. “ Ladies have fun.”

When she sits down next to Katerina who slides down a salt shaker, a lime and a shot tequila. “ You need it after running into Tyler the womanizing drunk.”

Caroline licks salt off her hand downs her shot then sucks her lime. “Ready.”

“Yeah even I wouldn’t pick any of these guys.”

Xxx

After two more bars they are feeling defeated. “ If we cant find a man for you to marry I will marry you. We already love each other. If I were to marry a girl I would only marry you.”

Caroline smiles at Katerina’s offer. She knows her best friend loves men and saying that she would marry her is big. She would do the same thing for Katerina if she was in her position. “ I love you. If I would marry a girl it would be you too.”

Katerina slides her arm through Caroline’s elbow “Come on lets find you a guy I am to young to be wife.”

Caroline laughs as they set out to continue their search for a husband.

Xxx

“We’ve searched every bar in a five mile radius and everyone on the street it is hopeless. What do you say wifey want to make it official?”

“Where are we gong for our honeymoon if its lame that’s a deal breaker.”

Caroline lets out a little laugh even in this time crunch Katerina is being herself. “ Paris. I am going to be substantially loaded so what do you say shopping spree.”

Katerina smiles, they met when they were five and have been inseparable since. Even after they graduated they have remained in each other lives and are always there for each other. Both of them have dropped everything to help the other. They were roommates at school and have remained roommates even after school.

Xxx

As they are walking to city hall Katerina sees a handsome dirty blonde guy walking towards them. She whispers to Caroline “ Handsome guy 12:00. If you don’t talk to him I will.”

Caroline sees him and smiles at him. He is handsome, definitely the first guy tonight she could consider marrying. As he passes them Katerina elbows Caroline in the side. “ Hey handsome guy stop.”

“Oh my god Katerina.” Caroline embarrassed pulls Katerina back when she starts to move towards the handsome guy.

The handsome guy stops and faces the women its dark outside but there is a street light so he can make out the two beautiful women who called out to him. “ My name is Klaus not handsome guy.”

“I’m Caroline and this is my best friend Katerina. Are you single?”

Klaus was just walking home from visiting his brother he never thought he would get called out for being handsome by a beautiful blonde and brunette. “ Yes.”

He sees both women share a smile.” I need you to marry me. I’ll pay you of course.”

“Excuse me?” Klaus is completely speechless. He has never heard something so bizarre.

“Look my best friend needs a husband now, we have been searching for a guy all night with no success. I almost married her then we saw you and knew you were perfect.”

Caroline knows he is the perfect guy for this plan. She needs him so she decides to tell him her plan.” All you have to do is marry me and go to my wedding tomorrow and be there when I announces I cant marry the groom tomorrow. After my father pays me we announce that we are married making the marriage he wants me to go through with null and void, we can have a quick annulment and you can be single and looking for a girlfriend by Monday at the latest.”

After a couple minutes of silence Katerina is growing impatient she looks over at Caroline who is sharing her same sentiment. “Either you will marry my best friend or get out of the way.”

Klaus comes out of his thinking to answer as he is he points at Katerina. “ Does she come with the marriage?”

“Package deal.”

“ My father always told me I’m too reckless even though I’ve never done a reckless thing in my life. At least now his claim will have some footing. So when is our wedding?”

Caroline smiles and takes his hand dragging him to the courthouse. “ Right now.”

Xxx

The next day Caroline is getting in her strapless corset then flows out wedding dress with the help of Katerina when there is a knock on the door and Klaus pokes his head in. “ Wow you look beautiful.”

Caroline looks at him through the mirror. “ Should I be insulted that you said that with such surprise.”

“ I mean it you look beautiful you looked beautiful last night too under the glow of street light.”

Caroline smiles at him. “ You look handsome too. Now remember we don’t know each other until after I get paid.”

Klaus nods.

Xxx

As Stefan is walking to the entrance of the isle he sees Katherine and Klaus coming from Caroline’s room. “ Katerina who is your date?”

“ Klaus he’s one of my boy toys.”

Stefan directs his next comment to Klaus. “ Tough break dude your probably wishing you were her Sunday boy or Friday guy.”

Katerina rolls her eyes and retorts “ Don’t you have somewhere you have to be instead of insulting my love life and making rude comments to my date.”

Xxx

Caroline is looking at herself in the mirror one last time when her father comes into the room. “ Everything is in place say I do sign the papers.” He pulls out a check. “ And get this. You pull any type of trick and this check goes bye.”

“ Why would I try anything this is the most time we’ve spent together my whole life. If I did anything you would disown me since you cant sent me to another boarding school since I already graduated.”

Bill scowls at his daughter. “ Just do as your told and you will become rich.”

Caroline curtsies in front of her father “ Of course lets get this show on the road.”

Xxx

As Bill is guiding Caroline down the isle she sees that Katerina has placed Klaus in the second row right behind Bill.

Bill places Carolines hand in Stefan’s, who helps her up the step to the alter.

The priest begins and when he asks Stefan if he takes Caroline to be his lawful wedded wife Stefan with no hesitation says “I do.”

The priest looks at Caroline and asks “ Do you take Stefan to be your lawful wedded husband.”

Caroline takes a breath and looks out to the crowd she sees her father put his hand over his left breast pocket where her check is. Then sees Klaus smile up at her. She looks back at Katerina who is holding her flowers she smiles at her best friend. “ I do.”

“I now pronounce you husband and wife you may kiss the bride.”

Stefan leans forward to kiss his new wife while Caroline knows she has to let Stefan kiss her but she does not want to kiss him so she leans her head back Katerina discreetly puts her hand on Caroline’s back and pushes her towards Stefan. After their kiss Stefan takes Caroline’s hand and holds themselves up and turns to the crowd who claps for the new couple.

Xxx

Before the sign the papers that says as Stefans wife Caroline owns half of Stefan’s company. Katerina finds the bride and hands her a bottle of champagne. “ Seems like you need this more then the guests.”

Caroline smiles as as she opens it. “ I love you.”

“ Who do you love more champagne or me?”

“ At the moment its a tie.” Caroline winks at her. “ Where’s your date?”

Katerina smiles at the response she knows Caroline is joking and knew she needed that bottle of Champagne. “ As we were coming into the house for the reception we got sidelined by your uncle Brady. I managed to escape but Klaus wasn’t so successful. I’ll go get him and meet you at the signing.”

Xxx

Stefan finds Caroline drinking the champagne of the bottle. “ Wow I’ve never seen you drink, they have glasses. How did you get a whole bottle?”

Caroline looks over at him. The sooner this sham is over the sooner she can start having fun again. “Its my wedding if I want to drink champagne out of the bottle I will now lets go sign those papers.”

Xxx

Stefan and Caroline enter her fathers study her father notices the bottle in his daughters hand and takes it from her. There’s a lawyer behind the desk, Caroline and Stefan in front of the desk, Bill off to the side and Katerina and Klaus next to the closed door. When Bill sees Katerina has entered the room he says “ This is a closed family business wait outside.”

Caroline turns around to face her father. “ Katerina is my family she stays.”

Bill turns to his daughter who twirls the pen between her fingers. If she doesn’t sign Bill doesn’t get what he wants. He nods to Caroline to continue.

Both husband and wife bend down to sign the document. Stefan signs saying that he is giving fifty percent of all Salvatore businesses to Caroline. Caroline is signing that all her shares will go directly to Bill unless the marriage to Stefan is not legal. Stefan doesn’t know about Caroline’s clause in the document.

The lawyer looks over both signatures and the document “ All set.”

After the lawyer leaves Bill hands Caroline her check she smiles at him. “ Thank you.”

Stefan watches as Bill hands his daughter a check then the check is handed to Katerina. His wife turns to him and smiles up at his confused face. “ Our contract stated that half all your companies would go to me but you didn’t read the small print all my new shares in your company went to my dad who bought your companies earlier today. So my father is now in charge of all Salvatore companies. Or so he thinks.”

It’s now time for Caroline to turn to her father who is as confused as Stefan but hiding it better then him. “ It says I will give my shares to you if Stefan and I are legally married but we are not.”

Stefan goes to say something but Bill speaks instead. “ You said the vows said I do the ring on your finger it’s a legal wedding.”

Caroline smiles deviously since her father never loved her and always put his businesses above her she decided that since he can’t love his own blood she would try to hurt what he loved so much. “ Bigamy is still illegal in this state, right they didn’t change the laws in the last forty eight hours?”

“No they didn’t.”

“So you see Stefan and I are not legally married since I’m already married meet my husband Klaus.”

Klaus who has been next to Katerina this whole time walks over to Caroline and sees the confusion and anger between Stefan and Bill.

Bill is fuming with anger his face is red and his fists are balled into fists. He can’t not believe he did not see Caroline betraying him. He has been so focused on this take over he didn’t even see what was right of front of him.

“Now father before you disown me for destroying your take over remember you already gave me the check.” Bill looks at his check and sees Katerina waving it at him. “So I’ve gone back to being second fiddle to your real child your businesses.”

As Caroline, Katerina and Klaus are leaving Caroline adds insult to injury to her father. “ Since my marriage to Stefan was never legal my shares stay with me. See you at the next board meeting.”

Xxx

As the three are getting in Caroline’s just married limo paid by her father. Klaus looks at his wife. “ Your beautiful but scary.”

Caroline smiles at him. “So scary you can’t wait to get an annulment.”

“Being married to a beautiful woman like you who at times can be scary but will be fun.”

[caandlelit]

dabihawks and the villainsquad christmas drabble bc its crimas!!

im like late but its my dads bday on christmas so I was understandably busy

oh my god my dad is jesus

so 

hawks has been with the league for several months

hes on their side

kinda

its complicated

but he knows them well and hes pretty close to the vanguard action squad

and he thinks he knows them well enough that hes not surprised by the heights that their bullshit will go anymore

welp

toga himiko is here in an ugly christmas sweater to dangle a twig of sad looking mistletoe that says ‘ding dong u are wrong’ in his face

he is understandably surprised when dabi nudges him as they walk to the meeting on christmas eve and says 

“dont freak out” 

hes like ‘???what?’ 

and hawks looks up at the door of the league hq as he steps inside, shivering even though hes wearing two hoodies and leggings under his jeans and he immediately blinks thrice in quick succession and is gaping in an unflattering way

bc the entire bar is covered in christmassy décor. 

the counter looks like a tinsel monster threw up on it, jingle bell rock is playing in the background, there is a fire place with many many meticulously labeled socks hung above it precariously, looking like theyre gonna be set on fire any second now, and every villain in the league is wearing an ugly christmas sweater, some of them looking resigned, some of them looking confusingly ecstatic 

hes just wide eyed 

dabi snickers beside him and steps forward, gently pushes up on his jaw, closing his mouth

“ur gonna catch flies, loser”

hawks is blushing slightly but he ignores it and follows dabi 

‘do y’all always go this full on out? bc I can. um. I can get behind this’

dabi stops. looks at hawks. 

he looks adorable and shy and dabi is cooing on the inside

bc hawks just wants to be part of this christmas celebration that feels so familial and nothing like what hes used to

bc the only christmas celebration hawks has been part of is his agency’s, and rumi sending him wine each year without fail

he looks just like how dabi felt when he first arrived, ill prepared, to the previous christmas celebration at the league ft the vanguard action squad

aka the first happy christmas he had spent in a long fucking time

but he shrugs it off

dabi, softly but with feeling: i thought u were normal 

hawks: what

dabi, tears in his eyes: but now shes coming dont say I didnt warn you

hawks, growing fearful: w-who

dabi, whispering: t-tog-

he is interrupted by toga, naruto running at top speed wearing a horrendous neon fucking orange christmas sweater that satan himself would balk at

she jumps on top of them making them both fall on the ground with her on top of them

toga at top, earpiercing, wince inducing volume:

‘MERRY CHRIMAS YOU HO HO HOES’

*panicking hawks voice* what the motherfuckin CHRIST OH MY GOD

bc jin and spinner are right behind her

5 seconds later sees a resigned dabi and a wildly confused, blushing hawks are being engulfed by jin, spinner and toga as they squeeze them to death

they then proceed to shove ugly sweaters on top of their heads

dabi’s sweater is neon pink with a rudolph the red nosed reindeer pattern

hawks’ sweater is lime green and has actual fairy lights strung on it like they light up

he looks delighted and dabi stares at him sappily

shigaraki went insane from togas badgering and bought an army’s worth of hot chocolate in bulk 

the remains of which were distributed by the league to the poor and the street villains 

a little warmth for their, cold lonely christmases to ensure that they wouldn't be as empty as before

*excited toga voice* ‘GUYS LETS GO CAROLLING’

*flat shigaraki voice* ‘toga we cant we’re villains’

‘so??’

‘we would get arrested’

‘fuck why are we villains’

there is a christmas tree

and holy fuck it is so big

its huge

hawks has to crane his neck up to see all of it

they make hawks put up the star, which for some reason hasn't been put up yet and is in the art style of the stars from dora the explorer 

it was like this

toga ‘well I put it up last year whos doing it this year’

shigaraki ‘im the boss so technically-’

spinner arguing ‘im the second youngest so-’

jin ‘oh fuck no ur not ur like thirty u old man-’

spinner ‘oh fuck no im not u bitch-’

their voices overlap as they argue for like ten minutes while kurogiri hopelessly tries to stop them to no avail

jin ‘I want to do ittt but we should let hawks’

hawks ‘what’

dabi, grinning wildly “oh yes absolutely hes the youngest and the newest”

hawks, whispering angrily ‘fuck u man u know I cant reach that high-’

dabi smugly “im sorry what was that”

hawks, yelling ‘too bad guys im too short I guess the bossman has to do it’

toga, unimpressed and trying to get dabi and hawks to fuck:

‘stop sucking up to the bossman-’ ‘I love u for saying that’ ‘-and its chill dabi can pick u up’

dabi stops laughing abruptly

“what”

hawks, rapidly shakin his head ‘nononono its chill i’ll just fly-’

spinner, also trying to get dabi and hawks to fuck ’YOU CANT!‘

hawks ‘why tf not’

jin, wracking his brains for a solution ‘uhhhh bc we dont want you to put strain on your wings’

hawks, touched, ’oh my god! thanks guys you’re so sweet, but its okay really-’

shigaraki, firmly ‘nope dabi has to pick hawks up im the boss and I say so’

hawks: well fuck

toga films, awing from behind the camera as a blushing hawks is lifted up by a blushing dabi to place the star on the top of the glittering christmas tree

dabi, eyes wide as he stares at the big, soft, pretty red feathers of hawks’ upper back and the back of his head, blonde hair pinned back, and then he looks down at the delicate, fluffy, smaller feathers above the small of his back, and he swallows and feels his face get redder when he notices how it arches when hawks stretches his hand up to set the star into place

then he startles as hawks turns around triumphantly in his arms, beaming and tossing a peace sign at toga, and he adjusts his hold on his thighs quickly and looks up at the same time hawks looks down at him, smiling brilliantly and dabi’s breath catches

he looks iridescent in the glow of the candles and fairylights strung around the bar and on the tree and absently dabi thinks, “toga’s still filming”, but everything falls away in light of hawks’ smile softening as he tilts his head at dabi and he was helpless when it came to this angel

hawks threw his head back and laughed at something twice was saying and dabi’s eyes traced the line of his tan throat 

hawks looked back at dabi and smiled, saying ‘the tree looks amazing, huh?’

dabi, breathlessly; “’doesn't hold a candle to you babe’

hawks’ eyes widened and there was a pretty blush painting his cheeks pink and dabi was enchanted as he leant up and kissed him hard

hawks was enthusiastic in his response, kissing back and throwing an arm on dabi’s shoulder, the other hand threaded in his hair 

and toga was still filming them and whooping as they kissed slowly and softly in front of the tree, hawks still in dabi’s arms, legs wrapped around his waist

jin and spinner were cheering when they split apart slowly, blushing madly when they saw the league surrounding them

shigaraki, sagging against kurogiri in relief ‘well thank fuck thats over I dont think I could have taken the fuckin ust any longer’

dabi smirkin up at hawks ‘I think I know what my christmas present is now ;))’

hawks smirking back “yeah ;)) a bible ;)))))”

dabi breaks down cackling breathlessly into hawks’ neck and hawks just stares at him lovingly

shigaraki, in slowly dawning horror ‘fuck this isn't what I wanted theyre gonna be worse now abort aBORT’

anyways merry christmas and happy holidays y’all 

[musubiki]

Hey!!!! Your art is absolutely adorable and I would love to know more about your OCS!!! Do you have like a post that has some descriptions about them?

yes!!! i have a short bio kind of thing (just for the main 4) HERE as well as a bunch of random stuff about them HERE!!!! and while we’re at it, heres some updated + new stuff since i havnt posted in a while

➞

oscar has an older brother (college, majoring in pharmacy) and a younger brother (early middle school, musicial protedgy), and oscar is the mediocre and surprsingly happy middle child

(in revision to one of my older posts): coco lives by herself in her uncles families apartment, since its closer to school whereas her relatives live farther away, possibly even a town away. her apartment is somwhere in between oscars house in the countryside and mochi’s house in the town

one time during a storm, oscars bus broke down (conviniently) not too far from where coco lives, so he ran over and (somehow) convinced her to let him stay there until the next day. he ended up making them a spagettii dinner (since coco cant cook for shit - her diet is exclusively like. red robin and hot pockets) and they watched ghost shows all night

que oscar rapidly and nervously texting lime and/or mochi for HELP and ADVICE ‘what should i do i think she hates me what if im weird i feel awkward pls respond soon’

to which they don’t respond because one’s phone is dead and the other is on silent, or Pom opens mochis phone and just reponds ‘f’

theres a new oc im working on to kind of be mochis rivalish i think?? shes gonna be. yes. the classic gal rival - totally loves lime, not because she actually likes him but sees him more as like. an achievement sort of. 

shes a cheerleader for their rival school, 

once(or a few times maybe) mochis school played against hers during a baseball game, and ms rival ALWAYS ends up LOUDLY cheering for LIME instead of her own guys - theyre all confused and discouraged and sad

so mochis like “this is unfair” and starts cheering for the RIVAL SCHOOL!!!

cocos there too. at first shes like ‘girl, tf are you doing wrong team??’ but then she sees what shes doing and starts CHEERING FOR THE OTHER TEAM TOO

theyre touched. finally, some good fucking support

they ask mochi to wear one of their school shirts just so it feels more right. she agrees. 

as SOON as she starts ROOTING FOR THE OTHER team LIME is PISSED AND CONFUSED

HE RUNS UP TO HER LIKE ‘UHHH HELLO WRONG ASS TEAM WHOS SIDE ARE YOU ON????? YOU WANT US TO LOSE?????????’/

she just tells him ‘Well its not fair they dont even have their own cheerleaders rooting for them!! someone has to!!’

and hes fucking fired up now hes anger. ends up slamming the ball into next week. fine. you wanna play games?????? lets play fucking games. 

lime doesnt really have an opinion on this rival chick though. hes like oh cool. gives her a few winks and acts like his flirty self, but doesnt really mean any of it. 

que jealous mochi. she tends to keep it to herself and ends up becoming uncharacteristically quiet. at first lime thinks shes just zoning out but after a while he notices. que teasing her about being jealous 

(he doesnt know if she actually is, he just likes to make fun of her. little does he know he hits the nail on the head almost every time he teases her)

ms rival has gone after oscar too LMAOOO!!! he might have had a little crush on her for a bit but it died out once he saw her flirting with like 10 other dudes, lime included

oscar can fucking sing. his stupid ass has a great voice and coco is fucking SHOOK. she forces him to participate and/or star in a musical at the drama club. and hes not half bad at acting either. 

mochi……..can purr…..i think……i dont know if its just something she can do or if it only happens once in a while like the full moon or some bullshit but. she can purr. Lime finds this out and is fucking taken with it. starts giving her a lot of hugs and petting her head because ‘I WANT TO HEAR YOU PURR!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!’

and shes like holding her breath the whole time because ehs fucking embarassing

[boomjob]

Lup and Taako notice one day that Barry will eat legit anything, so they decide to test it with the spiciest dish they’ve ever made.

Barry takes a bite and instead of registering the spicy taste, he only notices that holy shit does his mouth hurt, is he allergic to… what is this? Spicy??

The twins realize that Barry just has… no sense of smell, meaning he cant taste anything. He never told them because he was afraid they would be disappointed. He eats anything they give him to make sure they’re happy, even if he doesn’t really know what it is

partially inspired by @whyisbarrybannedfromthekitchen  and Barry’s horrible, horrible food choices.

Full story under cut!

“Taako, you ever notice how Barry will just eat, like, anything we give him?”

Taako is busy with his newly polished manicure Magnus gave him not ten minutes ago. Staring at his cuticles, he responds, “isn’t the whole uh, the whole goal of cooking to like, to have them eat everything? Cuz its good?” Lime green is a good color for him, he thinks.

“Dude Barry is different though. He’s like a trash compactor with the decency to take it’s time and thank the chef. He’s never turned anything of mine down, I think he’ll eat anything, really.”

“I’ve heard your bedroom at night, that man will eat anything.”

They both high five, Taako doing so carefully as not to smudge the fresh polish. Not really like they had a UV light on this tin can.

“But seriously, it makes me wonder-”

“-If he has a limit?” Taako grabs the second half of her sentence. “Lup I may be dense, but I can read your face like an open book cuz we got the same mug dawg. You’ve got an experiment churning in that noggin so spill.”

Lup spends the next ten minutes describing all the meals she’s made within the last week for Barry. One included chocolate pudding with cilantro and garlic in it, to which he ate and complimented its smoothness. Second was a light salad with maple syrup dressing, which was slightly difficult but he didn’t complain. The next was a pasta dish where she substituted marinara for hot ketchup, which he adored the consistency of. And lastly,

“No… No he DIDN’T…!” Taakos eyebrows are raised and he sits back a little, hand to his chest and mouth agape.

“Yep, he ate oreos with toothpaste instead of creme in the middle.”

“That sick bastard…!”

“Taako he didn’t even flinch! I was terrified of the man I love as he proceed to eat my three trick cookies from the sleeve I gave him, then continue to the others without a reaction! So that got me thinking. Is it like a switch? Has he just never learned whats right and wrong on the food spectrum? Is there an end to this?“

“You wanna figure out how much he can take?”

“But what could be worse than what I gave him? The ketchup and pasta one was the most heinous creation I’ve ever concocted.”

“What, uh. What about reactions to, to food that are like the extreme of the spectrum?”

“What, like give him something super sour? He eats lemons instead of an orange with his cereal.”

Taako gags but continues, “nah nah sour is hard to work with. What if we… turned up the heat a little bit, eh?” THAT gets her attention.

That night the twins cook the spiciest meal of their lives. Every chili pepper under the sun go into this curry they’ve made, skipping over caution labels of bottles and suggestions. When they’ve finished, they can’t even look at it without their eyes watering.

Lup calls for Barry in the lab that dinner is ready. She knows he’s been busy so he usually eats while working, but he always makes sure to try a few bites before leaving to show Lup how much he appreciated everything she does.

“Hi Lu, hey Taako, this looks lovely! You’ve both been kinda quiet and Taako doesn’t usually help with one person meals, is something up?”

“Nah honey bunches just some good family bonding. I know you’re busy, but make sure you eat it while it’s hot.”

Taako snickers, vaguely whispering about how it’ll take a lot more than a few minutes to have it not be hot. Lup gives him a swift elbow jab to the ribs and he stifles his laugh into a cough.

“Sure, thanks babe.” He smiles warmly at her and gives her a long kiss to the cheek, and for a moment doubt flashes in her mind. As he pulls away though, the fork is already to his mouth.

Taako leans across the counter to watch and Lup almost tells him to stop, but her curiosity overwhelms her as Barry makes no reaction to the spice.

“As always Lup you never fail to make a delicious- hey why does my mouth… my mouth, hurts?” He looks at them, talking with his tongue hanging out and gasping for air, “guys my mouth kinda huwts, it might be an allergic reaction? Is my epi pen anywhere close by?? Or something cold at least, it feels like I’ve been burned!”

“Barry have you never had spicy food before?” Taako asks wide eyed and unblinking, making no motion to help him. Lup has already rounded the counter towards the fridge for some water.

“W-what no, I l-love spicy food, haha that’s like my favorite stuff! Not sure what this is though, is this made of pop rocks?” His tongue still hangs out of his mouth now as he’s sweating.

“Barry, you’re EATING spicy food.”

There’s a pause as Barry looks down at his plate. Lup has stopped pouring him some water now as both twins look at him with concerned eyes.

“Babe,” Lup starts, “do you have a sense of taste?”

“I…I, yes? Technically, yes. Yeah, I’ve got a sense of taste, how else could I… love your cooking?” He’s breathing is a bit heavier now, “I…I wouldn’t be able to compliment or love it otherwise… see? Like this…” Barry goes to lift his fork again and Lup stops him, holding his hand down and looking into his eyes.

“You could have told me, babe why didn’t you say anything?” There’s no hurt in her eyes, only concern for the human.

Barry sighs and puts the fork down. Taking the glass of water he hands her, he finally says “because I CAN taste things, I just don’t have a sense of smell. This curry is the first thing I’ve actually tasted in a long time, but it was kinda overridden by… pain? I think it was just pain, not really a flavor… But Lup I loved it, really I-“

“Barry.” He shuts up. “You not being able to taste my cooking isn’t anything I care about. I cook because you look happy when you eat it. I just want you to be happy and that’s it, babe.”

Barry looks like he’s going to say something when he’s overwhelmed by the spiciness again and takes a sip of water, prompting them both to laugh again.

“So no WONDER he kept eating all that weird shit! He didn’t know it was weird!” The happy couple is reminded they’re not alone when Taako interjects, “oh thank god, now I don’t have to disown you for eating salad with maple syrup!”

“Wait, I ate what?” He looks up at Lup through the corners of his eyes.

“Uh.”

[myhighladyfaeofthenightcourt]

Dorm Rooms pt 3 ~ Rowaelin

hey guys, sorry it took me a while to write this aha but here you go. Hope its okay. i think i managed to include a link to the first two but idk how to do it so it might not have worked aha x

pt1 , pt2 

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It had been a week since Aelin had last seen Rowan as she has done her damned best to avoid both him and his bastard of a room mate and it would appear that Rowan was doing exactly the same.

She had however seen Aedon the day after her ‘encounter’ with Rowan and she thought he might have passed out at the memory of hearing his cousin scream his high school crushes name. He wasn’t going to lie though, if Rowan had been leaning towards liking guys he too would have let the tall silver brute make him scream in ecstasy. But then again who wouldn’t.

Aelin had gone as far as climbing out their dorm room window and down the vines and pipes below it just to avoid them. And Lysandra still made sly comments about that night that made Aelin go bright red.

Right now Aelin was sliding on a tight red dress that stopped midway down her thighs and had a low dip in the back. The one and only Dorian Hillivard was hosting the party of the year at his mansion and Aelin wasn't one for missing a good party.

She applied a dark ruby colour to her lips and some mascara on her lashes before pulling on her black stilettos. Her feet would be dead by the end of the night but hopefully the pain would ebb away after a few drinks. She stuck her head out the door making sure there were no signs of silver before rushing out the building where Lysandra and Aedon were to pick her up.

Aelin could hear the music blasting from inside the car that was parked a bit down the road from the mansion and when she stepped on the sidewalk it was almost like she could already feel the thrum of the beat under her skin.

It was already pretty busy, but Dorians parties always were. Choal greeted them at the door and pointed out where the two keggs had been placed among other alcohol. The kitchen and the back garden. Dorian was leaning against the counter talking to some people Aelin didn't recognise but he ushered her over and began pouring her a drink. a vodka tonic  with a lime and pink umbrella, handing over to a grinning Aelin who lifted herself up to sit on the black marble worktop.

“I didn't think you we be joining us” Dorian states with a sly smile “when have I ever missed a party?” why the hell would she miss this one especially. His smirk widened at that and Aelin knew he wasn't telling her something “what?”

But Dorian didn't even get the chance to answer as a flash of silver hair and stark black tattoos caught her eye, a frown forming on her lips immediately. She turned to the smug cow next to her “what. The. hell. Is he doing here?” Rowan Whitehorn never went to parties. Not once had she seen him at one. Not once. So what the fuck was he doing here.

Dorian chuckled at the look on his friends face “what?” he asked innocently, but his smirk gave him away “I thought you two were getting along. Lysandra told me you two had so much fun together she could hear you from the next room” Dorian bit his lip to hold back his lip. Of course Lysandra told him that.

Aelin hopped off the counter and stormed past Rowan the companions he brought with him making sure to slam her shoulder into him as she walked past and move her body in a proud yet sexy manner as her watched her leave the room. She heard Lorcan snicker behind her and tossed him the middle finger as she clutched her drink in her other hand and taking a large sip.

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Aelin was now on her fourth drink and was beginning to feel the effects, sweat slipping down her brow from mixture of drinking and dancing. Swaying her hips to the beat in a seductive manner and dragging random guys up  to dance with her. Eventually she needed some fresh air so excused herself from the tangle of dancing bodies to drag herself to the back garden.

The fresh air hit her like a stone wall and had to pause to make sure she didn't lose her balance before making her way to hide under the shadow of one of the blossom trees hoping to get a few minutes of peace. She was, however, not so lucky. “Didn't realise you were such the party animal” a husky voice jabbed at her but it didn't sound like a compliment “didn't even realise parties were your kind of scene” Aelin retorted, turning to face Rowan. Even with her heels on he was still quite a bit taller than her. He was wearing a simple pair of black skinny jeans and a tight fitting black top with a pair of vans. God she wished she had a pair of trainers right now.

“I was invited in person, thought I would give it a go” a smirk gently tugged on his lips “or maybe I just came to piss you off”. Aelin let out a small huff and went back to staring at the darkness in front of her, her arms folded across her chest and doing her best to ignore the prick standing next to her.

“Did you follow me out here to piss me off too or do you want something” she snapped at Rowan but was just answered with his deep throaty chuckle. Aelin went to say something else but when she turned to face Rowan he was a lot closer and she had to crane her neck to meet his eyes. He was so close she could smell his strong scent of pine and snow, she could see the intricate details in his tattoo and the shape of his lips. Lips that she was damn sure were very skilled. Lips that had left marks of her just last week.

She could feel his uneven breath against her skin, raising goosbumbs “for some damned reason I cant seem to get you out of my head“ he growled softly and damn did the sound do things to her. He took another step towards her causing her to back up into the tree as he leaned in. His nose almost touching her own and she swore h could hear the sound of her heart in her chest.

Before she could respond his lips captured hers. Not softly but with with a bruising urgency. Her response to that was instant, her own lips pushing back with equal force, her hands gripping his upper arms as he grabbed her by the waist and pulling her into him. It was like he was trying to prove something, the force of the kiss pushing her head further back but one of his hands came up, tangling in her hair and tugging, pulling a soft moan from her lips. His chest pressed roughly against hers.

She wanted to get lost in the feeling of the kiss but instead pushed against Rowans chest. Both of them were panting, their breathing heavy just from a kiss. “It was a one time thing” Aelin forced out. Her lipstick was smudged around Rowans lips and she could feel the swell of her own. Neither of them said anything as she stalked off back into the house grabbing another drink from the kegg on her way in, but she could stop thinking about the kiss. God she hated him but he was so damn good. He was addicting. And it took everything she had not to turn around and go back to him.

Lysandra and Aedon must have found themselves a room or a cosy closet as they weren't anywhere to be found so Aelin made her way back to the large room where all the dancing was happening. Hoping to lose herself in the drink and repetitive thrum of the music. However tonight just didn’t seem to want to go her way as she felt a grip wrap around her arm. She spun on her heel and came face to face with with the tall, tanned brute who had his hair up in a loose man bun “let go of me” she snapped trying to pull her arm from his grip but he held tight “where’s Rowan?” he looked behind her shoulder as if expecting him to appear “why the hell would I know” that made Lorcan laugh “you’re looking tad dishevelled” his shit eating grin really getting on Aelin nerves.

She pulled her arm from his grip again and this time he let go, letting her storm to the bathroom to fix her makeup.

[bandlovergirl98]

This Or That Tag

“So I was tagged by @skyjane85 to do this ask, gonna get cracking on it then haha! *cracks knuckles to get ready*

1. Coke or Pepsi: Pepsi  2. Disney or DreamWorks: Disney 3. Coffee or Tea: Both, Monster, and Rockstar 4. Books or Movies: Both 5. Windows or Mac: Windows 6. DC or Marvel: DC  7. Xbox or Playstation: Neither 8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: Idek what those are lol 9. Night Owl or Early Rise: both 10. Cards or Chess: Cards because I’m a fucking pro at The Resistance as an imperial spy hehehe!  11. Chocolate or Vanilla: Both 12. Vans or Converse: Both 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: Idek what those are lmfao!  14. Fluff or Angst: Fluff  15. Beach or Forest: Beach  16. Dogs or Cats: Both , but I would love to own a cat more because I feel like almost every Filipino household owns a dog speaking from personal experience!  17. Clear Skies or Rain: Clear Skies and I easily get excited over hearing thunder crashing and seeing lightening lol! 18. Cooking or Eating Out: Both 19. Spicy Food or Mild Food: I’d have Sriracha on anything from scrambled eggs to a hot bowl of pho with lime!  20. Halloween/Samhain or Solstice/Yule/Christmas: I love em both!!  21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot : a little to cold cause more layers of blankets and sweaters the better! 22. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?: I would say the ability to make and fight with any weapon and have blinding speed, basically be a mix of my favorites Hawkeye, Black Widow, The Flash, Speedy, and Batman haha!

  23. Animation or Live Action: Both

24. Paragon or Renegade: I have no idea man! 25. Baths or Showers: showers definitely   26. Team Cap or Team Iron Man: Team Cap! 27. Fantasy or Sci-fi: Both 28. Do you have three or four favorite quotes? Oh my goodness, so many from my favorite band members, but here are a few that I love that are more than 3 or 4:

“Never give up. There is always hope, there is always life. You’ve just gotta open your heart to it. Live in love.”-Austin Carlile

“Keep listening to music, it gets you through everything. I promise.” - Mitch Lucker

“I will always encourage people to seek out the word of God, because I do believe that THAT is where truth really comes from. I believe that when things go wrong if you instead of looking at that as a negative, you choose to rejoice in all things. It’s the hardest thing in the world but I think that that is what ultimately leads to happiness.”- Matty Mullins

“Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed.”- Andy Biersack

“Girls are like apples…the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree…”- Pete Wentz

“Be bold. You gotta be bold.”- Jaime Preciado

“Don’t get stressed over the little things and make sure you’re enjoying life to the fullest.”- Jack Barakat

“Never underestimate a girl’s love for her favorite band. Never think even for a minute, that she won’t defend them to her death. Because it’s not just the music that makes that band her favorite. It’s the guys, the gals. It’s the fans. People whom of which she has interacted with thanks to the band. That band might of saved her life, or just made her smile everyday. That band has never broke her heart and has yet to leave her. No wonder she finds such joy in her music.” -Alex Gaskarth

“I don’t hang out with people that are gonna get me in trouble.”- Ronnie Radke

“The only certainty is that we never know what tomorrow holds. We live for today, life is short, so let’s enjoy it together while we can.”- Jinxx

“Don’t be what you’re told to be. Follow your own path. Be your own person. Don’t get held down by everyone else.”- Danny Worsnop

“Follow your heart and chase your dreams until you catch them. Negative people who say you cant do something are only speaking for themselves.” -Jake Pitts

29. YouTube or Netflix: Both. 30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Percy Jackson because I read a lot of Rick Riordan books when I was in elementary school.  31. When You Feel Accomplished: When I feel accomplished is when I’m standing up on my church stage singing with my choir with my dad. I truly feel at peace up there. All that hard work in practice paid off and made me more motivated to work hard for and pursue my musical dreams of becoming a freelance touring musician someday.  32. Star Wars or Star Trek: Neither, but I do know people that do love Star Wars.  33. Paperback Books or Hardback Books: Both 34. Handwriting or Typing: Typing because my handwriting is shit.  35. Velvet or Satin: Neither… give me plaids and flannels,  I can never have enough tbh!  36. Video Games or Movies: Movies  37. Would you rather be the dragon or own the dragon? Own the dragon cause transportation and a cool pet lol!   38. Sunrise or sunset: Both are equally beautiful!  39. What’s your favorite song? It would either have to be Purified or The Sinner 40. Horror Movies yes or no: No, I’m more of an action movie junkie like my dad lol!  42. Opera or Theatre: Theatre since I did watch Wicked and loved it, can’t also wait to watch Hamilton soon!  43: Assuming the multiverse theory is true and every story ever told has really happened somewhere, which one of the movie/book/tv show/game/etc worlds would you pick to travel to first? DC universe cause I would love to meet the heroes and villains irl tbh!  44: Are you scared of thunderstorms? Nah fam! Like I said they’re pretty exciting!  45. Would you rather travel back in time or into the future?: Into the future to see what my life would look like there!  46. What is, in your opinion, the most pointless/unnecessary thing ever invented? Meaningless rap and pop music that everyone else finds so easy on the ears tbh!  47. Favorite band/artist? Of Mice & Men, Memphis May Fire, Motionless In White, Black Veil Brides, to name a few, there’s a lot!!  48. If you could meet a Famous person that’s either Dead or Alive who would it be? I would have to say Austin Carlile because I love him and look up to him a lot!  49: How old were you when you had your first kiss? Never had it, school comes first according to my momma and pops, but for very good reason because I want to have my first kiss with a mini Austin Carlile! 

50: Favorite TV Show: None, I love music more than TV shows tbh!

I now tag @techteddyposts @alltimebecky @justbandstuffs @murderthemoment @myviolentdelight11 and @bandobbessedteenager 

Totally up to y’all if ya wanna do it!