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[scionsthings]

CHAVIER NATION ( composed by me and other 2 people i know ) TODAY WE RECEIVED A BEAUTIFUL GIFT

My dearest friend @lilithkan wrote a Chavier fanfiction for us and it's AMAZING

They asked me to publish it myself so here we go with a little highlight from me ( What did Bill do? Just read ;)) , comments and feedbacks are very much appreciated! Enjoy

Just for the ladies

Words: 1,597

Characters: Javier Escuella, Charles Smith, Bill Williamson

Rating: T

Warm flickers of flame from the candles created miniature light shows, while the popping noises from the bonfire created a peaceful atmosphere. It allowed the gang to have a calm evening, some of them were gathered at the table, but our attention is going to be next to the fire itself, where a couple of cowboys were sitting idly.

<<You want another drink?>>

Said Bill in a hoarse but playful tone, offering another one to Javier. Both their noses and cheeks were reddened by the effects of the tequila they were drinking.

<<O-of course, compadre!>>

Replied Javier, his tone of voice still cracking from laughing at a previous joke the two shared. Apparently… Bill thought that Charles, simply… Dressed terribly. Javier initially snickered at the fact that it was Bill Williamson, not exactly known for being well dressed himself, saying so about the hunter… But maybe the Mexican could lend the dark-skinned man some clothes and he wouldn't look too terrible as well.

As if it were foretold by fate… Or as they say, speak of the devil: Charles walked up to the bonfire, to then sit next to it, on a log. The mixed man had a plate of soup in his hands- apparently Pearson must've served dinner.

As Bill was pouring Javier another drink, the man currently wearing a sombrero turned to the hunter, who was idly minding his business, as usual. But the Mexican's inhibitions were partly gone due to the beverage he was drinking. So, as he sided towards Charles, Javier spilled some tequila on the ground due to the speed of the movement.

<<Hey! Don't waste it!>>

Bill's voice cracked, as if almost saddened by the waste. It did cost a lot, after all.

<<You know, the ladies said you'd be a catch if only you dressed a little better.>>

Javier said, with a small smirk drawn on his lips, implying subtly as a teasing joke to Bill that he was one of the “ladies”, due to reasons clearly unbeknownst to him. Bill didn't really seem to mind, either ignoring the joke or simply… Not understanding it.

<<Huh?>>

Replied Charles, barely looking up from his food.

<<I could dress you up a bit, see how you'd look with a more… Thought out, outfit.>>

Added Javier, his tone was genuine due to the fact that the thought of actually dressing the other up like a doll seemed kinda… Fun, unlike how it felt just a moment before when he was laughing at the idea.

Javier took a couple sips from the remaining tequila in his cup, and brought it quickly down on the log he was sitting on, with a thud.

<<What do you say, you in?>>

He then asked openly, leaning forward to the other a couple inches. Charles looked at the man in front of him, then the other behind him, catching a glimpse of him drinking… Once again, his gaze was on his food. He took another bite, to then slurp the remaining soup.

<<Sure. Why not.>>

Replied Charles, his tone of voice low and serious as usual- as if the situation needed his usual dire manners. And with that, the three got up and, as the two drunk ones in particular left a trail of little snickers behind them, they all got to where Javier slept. His stuff was neat and tidy, in contrast with most of the others’ things around there.

<<So, what are you thinking, Charles?>>

Javier asked, his voice modulated and fluctuating, almost rhythmic as if he were singing a song in his head and instinctively imitated its sound with his tone.

<<Nothing fancy.>>

Replied the hunter, his only wish being to not be ridiculed.

<<Oooh, but we wouldn't dream of that, now would we?>>

Said Bill, his voice was made more accentuated and a little dramatic by the alcohol in his veins.

<<Ugh.>>

This was Charles response- and with that, the Mexican began looking around his stuff, to then take out a white shirt, black pants and a blue jacket. Then, he lent them to Charles, with a playful and slightly mischievous grin drawn on his lips.

Charles’ expression was hardened, but it softened just a moment as the sight of a Javier that seemed just so… Excited, about something. Something that stupid, might he add. So, a light hint of a smile was drawn on Charles’ lips as he took the clothes in his hands.

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<<¡Ayy! Soy estúpido, dìos mio.>>

Javier looked at the button on the ground. One of his best shirts, damaged because he didn’t think about the fact that Charles’ body type was… Different from his own.

And oh, he sure did notice that the buttons were having difficulty holding on, but he didn’t really mind the sight. And got distracted by… Definitely, nothing in particular. So, the thought of making him change back didn’t even cross his mind… And now, as Charles looked kind of embarrassed, Javier didn’t hold back the jacket he was keeping for the hunter, and on the contrary, he held it out for him to take.

<<With your chest out like that you’ll definitely attract alllll of the ladies.>>

The Mexican commented, somehow trying to lift up again the mood, but kind of in a clumsy way.

Charles’ lips curled for a moment in a small grimace of confusion, but his expression quickly turned back to his usual harsh one.

<<Are you sure? I may ruin this too.>>

The hunter said, his voice rough, referring to the jacket Javier was lending to him, ignoring his comment. The Mexican brought back the clothing attire for a moment, to look at Charles with a raised eyebrow. He then rolled his eyes and brought back up the jacket towards the mixed man.

<<Sì. Take it.>>

And with that, the hunter took the piece of clothing the other was lending him, to then put it on- only one arm, as he immediately felt that it was way too tight around his forearm.

Charles looked at this, then raised his sight back up to the Mexican as he heard Bill’s laughter in the background at that ridiculous sight of a giant man trying to wear smaller clothes. Charles groaned lightly, as Javier looked at that sight as well- but his expression wasn’t one of mockery as the bearded man’s, it was one of awe. The hunter had quite the defined muscles, which you could clearly see underneath the tight clothing.

<<Fuck this.>>

Said Charles, feeling mocked by the both of them. He took off the jacket and then the shirt, quickly putting back on his own blue one and walking away.

Javier looked at the mixed man as he did this, a disappointed look drawn on his face for a moment, then one of slight frustration. He looked at Bill, to then give him a slap on the back of his head.

<<¡Idìota!>>

Bill looked confused as Javier stormed off as well, walking up to Charles.

The hunter got to the side of the camp, looking at the trees, right behind Arthur’s tent. Javier got up to him, stumbling around due to the still lingering effects of the alcohol flowing in his veins.

<<Came to make a mockery out of me some more?>>

Said Charles, his arms crossed.

<<Just wanted to say that it's not exactly nice to leave that way without even saying bye. Loved the scene though, seemed like a teenage girl.>>

Replied Javier, his tone still mocking for some reason even though he literally went there to say sorry on behalf of Bill.

<<I’ll take that as a yes.>>

Said Charles, to then begin walking away again.

<<No, espera->>

The Mexican said, landing his hand on the other’s shoulder. He turned back around, looking at him with a slightly raised eyebrow.

<<I’m sorry for Bill’s behavior, Charles. But don’t mind him, he’s just an idiot, he doesn't mean any harm.>>

<<But you were mocking me too. I saw your little smile.>>

<<...Me?>>

Javier tilted his head slightly to the side, looking confused.

<<I didn’t and I wouldn’t->>

I mean, he would make fun of someone, but not Charles. Javier respected the hunter too much.

<<Yes you did. Don’t take me for an idiot. You thought I looked so ridiculous with your clothes that you became speechless.>>

<<I was just in… Awe, at… You have a great body, you know that?>>

Suddenly, Charles’ cheeks reddened but for a moment, drawing on his face a confused and surprised expression for the length of time of a flicker of the eye- easily missable.

<<Huh?>>

He couldn't say anything else. And because of that, Javier’s cheeks became red as well for a moment. The two of them could thank God that it was night and neither of them could see the other well.

<<We could… You know, go shopping instead. Buy some clothes that actually fit you, you know?>>

Said the Mexican, bringing together his hands for a moment out of nervousness, but hit them together instead of playing with them or anything of the sort.

The hunter moved his eyes around, looking for God knows what. Probably Bill, thinking that this might have been another way to make a fool out of him. But he didn't see him, and Javier seemed oh so genuine in his proposal. With a light grimace drawn on his face, Charles sighed, looking down for a moment, but quickly raised his sight back up at Javier.

<<...I’d like that.>>

Replied Charles, with a light smile finally drawn on his face.

[littlestarofthewest]

hi! could i request some chavier fluff? i love those two and i don’t care what you decide to do with it, just something wholesome

It's short and I don't know if it's wholesome, but I gave it a try 🤷‍♀️

Warm For Now

Pairing: Charles Smith x Javier Escuella | Words: 492 | Tags: fluff, cuddling for warmth

Javier hears the muffled sound of boots on snow. Putting his hand on his gun, he squints through the falling snow, looking for an intruder. Instead, Charles rounds the corner and approaches him.

"Hey," he says, and in his deep voice, even the one word brings Javier peace. 

"Hey." Javier rubs his hands together and suppresses the urge to hop from one leg onto the other. "Any news?"

"Arthur and I managed to hunt some deer, so at least we have food for now."

"Finally some good news," Javier says, blowing into his hands. "One less way to die out here."

Charles watches him intently before taking a step closer. "Are you cold?"

"Who isn't?" Javier grunts.

"You're not exactly dressed for the weather."

"I'll manage," Javier says, trying to keep his teeth from chattering. He doesn't want to seem weak, especially in front of Charles.

"Come here," Charles says, opening up his arms.

Javier's heart skips a beat at the mere thought of taking that offer, remembering the last time he was this close to Charles.

"What happened in Blackwater-," he says, trying to come up with the best way to say what he means. "We were both drunk, right? Doesn't have to be more than that."

"I'm just trying to help a friend," Charles says with a soft smile.

It's too tempting to let the moment pass, so Javier closes the short distance between them and lets Charles hug him. Their faces come dangerously close and Javier doesn't dare to breathe.

"I suppose it doesn't have to be more," Charles says, "but it could be."

Javier wonders if Charles is saying what he wished for, and hope blooms in his chest. 

"I don't feel any warmer," he says, deliberately putting an edge into his voice.

Charles watches him for a long moment before he leans in and touches his lips to Javier's. Somehow, they're warm and soft. When Javier leans into it, Charles deepens the kiss and Javier groans with annoyance when he pulls back.

"Warmer?" Charles asks.

"A little," Javier says, but then he lets his teeth click together, "but I think I need more. Much more."

Charles raises his brow at him in question, and Javier grinds against him. "You know, as a friend."

They keep warming each other up until Arthur comes out of the cabin behind them, stopping dead in his tracks. All three of them stare at each other until Arthur clears his throat. 

"Um, I can keep watch for now," he says, nodding over to one of the empty houses, "if you want to head inside for a bit."

At first, Javier wants to decline, but Charles is still holding him, and it's the best he felt in a long time.

"Thanks, Arthur," he says, pulling Charles along. 

Together with the snow, darkness falls over them. Nobody knows what the future might bring, so he might as well find some joy in the now.

[all-things-fic]

Is Harry actually chavvy or are you saying he came from a very normal family but was acting chavvy sometimes? Feeling stupidly American over here 🙈

He has chav tendencies which weave their way through his personality from time to time. Like whistling with his fingers in his mouth, all brash. Chewing gum really obnoxiously. Wearing head to toe tracksuit that are in the same colour. I’m sure he’s had his joggers tucked into his socks too at one point.

In England there are subjects at school that tend to attract the chavier types. Business studies is one of them.

It’s meant as a joke and I find it quite amusing because it’s so unlike how we usually see him. Think it’s great. The #harry your chav is showing tag is meant affectionately.

[fangirl-ramblings]

Chavier for the ship meme!!!!

who is more likely to fall asleep on the couch

Charles, he'll often wake up to find Javier snuggled into him

who makes meals and who is more likely to hoard take-out menus

They both love to cook, but have different tastes in food

who gives nicknames

Javier will give nicknames in Spanish, so only they know what it means

favorite non-sexual activity

Jamming out - Javier on guitar, Charles on Harmonica

who leaves notes for the other to find

Javier - but they're usually filthy thoughts on what he wants to do to Charles later

who crosses the street to pet a cute dog

Javier, pulling Charles by the hand.

who takes notes on the other’s favorite foods and makes sure the fridge is stocked

Charles will go out of his way to find things that remind Javier of home.

who initiates sex most of the time

Whoever's feeling particularly horny at the time (probably Javier)

who apologizes first after a fight

Javier - loves a good argument, but knows sometimes he gets caught up in debates a says little too much sometimes

who is more protective

Charles is very protective of smol Javier - but knows he is more than capable of looking after himself

who says “I love you” first

Javier - but in Spanish so he could hide his embarrassment if Charles rejected him

[gayxavierplympton]

im literally about to be the only mf in the whole ray/xavier tag. girl i hate it here... YOU ALL TALK A BIG GAME ABOUT CHAVIER TOO BUT THERE IS LITERALLY 1 FIC IN THE WHOLE DAMN TAG AND IT HAS W/TERSPORTS. write something bc i cant DO this anymore ladies

[kurtty-drabbles]

HUGE ULTIMA AU REALLY HUGE

N/A: thinking about this and how Marvel is Marvel(fuck them) I decided to try to redo the ULTIMATE AU  and not put Kurt as the worst person ever. So let´s see if I can make it right.

@djinmer4 @niuniente

Kurt Wagner is an idealistic and a pacificist at heart, a man of God who wants to lead a good life with his religion but can´t turn blind for the injustices in the world. The unfamous Nightcrawler was a mutant very well know in Germany, Walldorf and on his own free will decided to join the X-men.

A group that swears to protect the mutants and battle for equality, at first instance that is exactly what they are doing, however, the drama is a plague that infests the X-men, love triangles and heartbreaks are enough to take out some of the enjoyment of the mission.

Kurt made some friends there, Peter Rasputin for example, who revealed himself to be gay, expecting Kurt to be disgust with such revelation.

"My friend, I´m a Catholic but not a blind sheep, I can´t approve some messages that some Catholics groups spread, God doesn´t hate anyone, and I don´t have any problem with your sexuality" Kurt explained and is immediately engulfed in a bear hug.

The worlds changes, people change but the School of higher learning professor Chavier it seems stuck in the past.

In a small city in Lithuania, there´s a laboratory that is using mutant kids as a test for weaponry, Kurt along with a squad force was called to save the children.

Kurt is a religious person, but, sometimes Kurt has no problem in letting his demon side out. His blade cut all the soldier working for the scientist who wants the perfect weapon for the next big war.

All the kids were saved and returned safely to their home, Kurt realized that the rescue party is composed of 50% humans and 50% mutants, however, Kurt is the only X-men in the mission.

This makes his decision a lot easier, as Kurt Wagner decide to take some time from the X-men, the only people who know where he´ll stay are Jean Grey, Ororo, Peter Rasputin, Scott Summer, and just them.

Kurt is still battling for the right causes, to mutant inclusion, to positive changes in society, using his background as a way to educate the next generation the danger of "pure nation" actually means. Kurt has proud of being Germany, but again, the Nightcrawler isn´t blind by the errors of his nation.

It has been a few months that Kurt is back at his city, his own house feels a bit warm everytime he enters, the neighbors are divided, some have issues with a mutant living among them and others welcome the change with open arms.

Suddenly, his telephone starts to ringing and Kurt picked up immediately, letting the food stew for while, winter is coming and Kurt wants to eat something warm.

"Uhm, Hallo?" said a feminine voice that Kurt doesn´t remember of hearing before, by the accent it is an American and doesn´t speak German very well."Heer Wagner? can we talk, Ororo give me your number and I was thinking if we could talk"

"Hallo, young lady" Kurt smile and chuckles a little " I´m not that old to be called Heer, Kurt is fine, and of course we can talk, but first what is your name?"

"Oh sorry, I forget to introduce myself, my name is Kitty Pryde nice to meet you," Kitty said shyly.

"So, I assume you´re with the X-men, is everything alright?" Kurt asked knowing that if Ororo gives his number to this woman then she must be alright.

"Well, yes and no, no one is attacking us and the US is getting more tolerant about mutants, a lot more, however, in the school things are getting bad" she takes a deep breathe "  the mood here is awful and I ...feel silly by talking with someone I never meet or never meet me, but your name is thrown around in such awe...is enough to even calm down Mr.Logan"

This gets his interest, Logan is a wild person after all, and Kurt did hear some stories about what Logan is doing that did cause some concern.

" And I thought it would be alright to talk with you, but..if that is too weird...you can turn off, it is a bit weird" Kitty replied.

"Katzchen, I once saw monkeys piloting an airplane, a robotic nanny trying to murder me, my own mom playing mind games with me, a cute Katzchen trying to speak with me is not weird at all," he said and he could hear she give smalls giggles in the other line, it was a cute sound.

"Ok, so, where do I begin?" Kitty asked in good spirit.

"The start is a good point, Katzchen" Kurt suggest and Kitty start telling how the mutants in the US are getting more rights and the segregation in schools is finally over. Then she moves to the school and told Kurt about the love triangle between Jean-Scott and Logan, and is noticeable the disgust in her voice.

"So, Mr.Logan always carry a torch for Jean, even when she made explicitly she does not love him at all, he ends up killing Scott thinking this will get Jean´s love and well backlash severely" there´s some tears and sobs from Kitty and Kurt let her speak " Jean found out and she killed him, but the worse part is that Professor X gives the idea to Logan wanting to have Jean all for himself and she ...killed him, I´m not sharing a tear for him, only for Jean...be the center of two gross man obessesion is terrible"

"I can´t imagine," Kurt said softly suddenly understanding some of the last mysterious messages that Ororo and Peter send lately.

"This creates a division, Jean is leading the X-men, some of the members are not ok with this and leave, some people are even wondering why the school even exist anymore," Kitty said.

"Katzchen, do you want to stay in the school?" Kurt asked curiously.

"I have to stay, I can´t be ungrateful with Jean and the others" this makes Kurt very curious but maybe is something to talk in another day.

"Are you happy there?"

"Yes, I guess, we are taking the broken pieces of X-men and trying to craft something new but is hard...I´m trying but is really hard"

"Katzchen, do you have a friend there?"

"I don´t know" this reply is too honest to be ignored or taken as a joke.

"Well, you have one now, but I´m in Germany, but, I think it still counts"

"Good, I can finally put my German to the test, I have 3 classes so far"

"3 classes? wow, I´m impressed, we can talk about the German literature at this point, which is your favorite author?"

"Uhm, so I think I need more than 3 classes to answer that, sorry" Kurt just laugh at this reply and the conversation continues, until is time for dinner and the time zone get herself knowing by Kitty as well.

And this is how this penpal relationship just begin. Sometimes, Kurt would speak in German just to see what Kitty would say, the usual reply is that she needs to learn more German, sometimes Kitty would put her favorite music up to let Kurt know what is in and what is out in here(Kurt is sad that Smashing Mouth is not in anymore)

This relationship is a nice safe place for all the drama and loneliness the world can bring to them. It is nice, according to Kurt and Kitty, being able to talk with someone so freely, even if said person likes to make jokes in a language the other will not get it.

[apsbicepstraining]

47 Funny Memes That Will Speak To Your Inner Basic Bitch

1.

You’re working at a hedge fund? bro that’s awesome. you were always pretty unoriginal and I had a seeming you would do coin for a living. Can you maybe keep your accomplishments to yourself before it daunts everybody else at this party? Some of us are on a lot of drugs right now and frankly it’s rude to talk about you convene developmental milestones and having “love” in your life. Thanks. (@ cabbagecatmemes )

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2.

hey … “xavier” … Have I told you that you are.. Hands down … my brand-new favorite person? oh, YOU say I exactly told you that thirty seconds ago but I recollect( belch) I will be, government officials magistrate of time in this gondola, Chavier. Because … I examined time in, college .. Chaviery ,,, whats the craziest act you’ve seen as a sled driver in this city. hahahaha oh shit I just said “sled driver ??! ” ahahaha Javier that’s INSANE … It’s, primarily, the reason for that, is earlier the other day there was a movie about sled wolfs and I guess it’s down there .. In, my subconscious. Melvin? I don’t kno- sorry, Xaviery? I don’t know if I have my keys to my, neighbourhood. So this will be, preferably entertaining your best friend, when I have to kick the door down to get In. But in the big picture I’m just so happy that .. Chavier saved me from that party tonight. Chavier, you are coming to my family’s thanksgiving. Yeah you are. You wait and look, Carlos when That request comes to Your Lincoln navigator, which I would like to tell your boss that you also Impede very clean and searching( belching) majestic. You’re gonna be there at thanksgiving with me as, my parents- behavior of thanking you for saving Me . . It’s how science toils. What’re you gonna wear? (@ cabbagecatmemes )

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3.

Really, bro? You got a picture of yourself sitting next to a minor luminary who seems uncomfortable and under duress? Got bottle service at the association and felt like sharing the receipt with the world? New sneakers? Congratulations. You precisely applied the most horrible, obnoxious humblebrag and now I’m legally allowed to drown you .

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4.

damn, babe. we was texting backward and forward all day. then my epoch then was real brightened when that pic of u came through. there u were. my girlfriend. skimpy organization. iPhone pointed at that mirror in yo bedroom. u lookin mad cute. mad good. i ain’t consider no teeth but that’s cool cus ur lips was pursed in a seductive lil knowing smile. it was like yo look was saying “Yeah we did all kinds of sinful-ass things together last weekend but I ain’t relenting and merely my husband kno jus how freaky I am& far as the rest the world referred, I’m a actual angel. a angel that wear lingerie, for the purposes of our painting .’ I be smilin so hArd. then I check the instagram … YO! how person got into my phone and threw my phone on the Instagram ?? and who this nigga’ giantspro1 38′ script that my daughter “gorgeous.” hold up … Oh fuck no. you done uploaded my draw to the Instagram? why, daughter? I don’t adoration u enough? who u tryna share that smile with? damn … guess everyone gonna ascertain I went good taste that’s cool. and I ain’t callin I a chisel or a thirsty, but embankment. predict the freaky happens that we do, r exclusively between me and u& thousands of strange people that look our social medias .. not mad … precisely feelin like, 20% less special rite now

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5.

learning by star-wipes

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6.

the hills come alive, husband. fuck’s sake .

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7.

blessed to announce that I am anointed to announce these realistic seems .

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8.

oh hey girl. or we could talk about potassium, k. Cherish some chemistry talk if u just knowing that amine

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9.

the fuckboy shirt, by @dizzle_saint_james

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10.

hobbies include doing coin for a living. awaiting till I’m blackout wino to express any seems. and shorts with little swine on them to showcase my wild slope. do u even asset bank bro?( tweet by @stuartvcraig )

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11.

first baristas gotta find me … what’s 50 kors pouch to a motherfucka like me can you delight prompt me ?

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12.

Yes, I’ll have a Venti mete child abuse with two kills of Okay This is Kind of Adorbs but Definitely Mentioning This in Therapy. Why white people need closer monitoring, Exhibit# 82,868 B “Train up a basic in the way she should go, and when she is old she shall not deviating from it.” -Kors 4:13 (@ periodictabledancer )

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13.

I would give this target zero starrings if I could, but I’m legally required to give them one idol. I don’t commonly use the computer. But after “dining” at this hellish Turkish prison disguised as an alleged “restaurant, ” I enrolled in a continuing training direction at my town’s library to learn about the Internet so I could alarm others to prevent this situate that destroyed their own families. We made a reservation for two. When we arrived, there was a junk on the storey. When I objected this out to the “manager, ” he told me that there are tens of billions of junk corpuscles in the air at any right moment and that they may actually be composed of the representatives of my own scalp and rudely suggested that I would enjoy my dining experience more if I didn’t drawing my electron microscope to the counter. Nice try! When the liquid arrived, my teeth were rudely awakened by the most obnoxiously cold ice cubes I have ever been assaulted with. I now take medication to deal with the stress of ingesting here once. If I save simply one life by writing this, my sacrifice may precisely be worth it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to read Fifty Shades of Grey to my felines.( via @robfee11 )

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14.

Did He like, come down from a mountain? Was there a burning bush that spoke to you? Did He give you permission to talk about it on Instagram? Did he send you the Kors pocketed or just give you the strength to evident one? (@ trevso_personal )

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15.

be safe. make sure Netflix& shivering doesn’t become Netflix& children( via @carolynduchene )

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16.

hope this obligates your day astounding

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17.

you know how that shit get .. missin’ that ex that was shit for you WOAH! yeah they are able to verse em and perhaps sexuality em but 3 hours later it’s like NO! I need a shower a Xanax and a brand-new country to GO

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18.

shoutout to all my sleepless friends in various regions of the world who are capable of play this tonight. first to pick up the phone and text a shitty ex loses. hang in there. trev loves you

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19.

AND THIS WHY I TELL THESE FEMALES JUS CAUSE A MAN SPIT GAME N GOT HISSELF A POET’S TYPIN SKILLS ON A ACTUAL INSTAGRAM CAPTION DOES NOT, I REPEAT DOES NOT MEAN HE NECESSARILY WORTH SHIT. HOW MANY TIMES U GO TO BRAZIL CUZ OF A SMOOTH ASS COMMENT N HE NOWHERE 2 BE Known? THATS NOT A VIABLE WAY TO PLAN A ACTUAL FUTURE. PEOPLE USE THE WORD “THIRSTY” TOO MUCH THESE DAYS BUT ANY REAL FEMALE WILL TELL U THAT EFFORT IS ATTRACTIVE- THE SIMPLE THINGS; PULL OUT CHAIRS, TEXT HER FAMILY, DONT MAKE HER PAY AT THE OLIVE GARDEN, DONT BE A ACTUAL GRIZZLY BEAR WHO USES PEOPLE 4 SALMON AND HUCKLEBERRIES. MAKE YO ALLEGED MAN PROVE HIS SELF BEFORE U Yield IT ALL AWAY N FIND YOSELF LONELY LIKE A WHITE GIRL TRYNA FIND THE WINE DEPARTMENT (@ carolynduchene )

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20.

“Evolution of a Friday Night.” -by @ katethewasp Tag some1 u enjoy but u r too tired 2 realistically hang w/ 2nite !

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21.

realistic friend points

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22.

shoutout to those girls you’ve been following on Instagram for 3 years. U construed slew of thirst-trap mirror selfies with lots of creepy remarks under them from busters hopin’ they had a chance. Every now and then- something slightly unexplained like maybe a picture of a gift like a glistening duo of Loubs with no caption or explanation of where them shoes received from. Or maybe once every the three months you received her standing on a balcony of a neat Caribbean hotel and she smiling and it’s like’ who took this painting ?’ but you shrug it off and say it was probly her mamas. she close with her mommas and they are likely travel together. most of her feed be typical daughter substance. out boozing w/ pals. out at EDM celebrations with the flower headdress and the tit out and she lookin like a free spirit and prob on molly and u lurkin her sheet for years and the the working day BAM! “so this just happened can’t just waiting invest the rest of my life undertaking my perfect man.” Hold up hold out hold out run the goddamn infringes. You went 3,800 photos and not a single one of them boast a actual gentleman. not formerly. not one actual being. now you just discontinue this wedding missile on the world? girlfriend, what in the fuck else is you capable of obscure? u straight up attracted some talented mr ripley shit on the whole world. experience your wedding, assassin .

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23.

honestly whatever rn

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24.

On the Internet, all the refrigerate children are like “sorry I missed your bellow, I don’t use my phone for that ” or “calling someone is the rudest concept you can do.” Nah son. Nah. You know what’s rude? Roping me in to a half-day long’ exchange’ where I have to stare at my radioactive telephone and sort shit while I dismiss the people I’m next to and read your abbreviations and emojis to are going to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow: that it would be better to meet up next week for dinner instead of tonight. Most of you are safe, but if you’re my lover or one of the 3 parties I care about- I might actually call your ass. Wrap yo mind around that. You and me. Voice to singer , motherfucker. Just like they did in caveman daylights. Paleo communication. Namaste .

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25.

literally done with negativity. getting all the negativity out of my life. going on a killing rampage to get rid of the negative beings. kors .

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26.

don’t let fitness points prevent you from living the life you were meant to enjoy .

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27.

for anyone who saw you last night

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28.

truly transportive know (@ dizzle_saint_james )

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29.

priorities, bro. I’ve been steady laughing at this image all morning like an imbecile

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30.

greet the sunup get back in touch with a whole cluster of random parties. Nervously alphabetize everything in your kitchen. Scavenge the flooring like it’s never been scavenged before. Forget what nutrient is for 10 hours. Appear a strange gumption of attainment although you invested the day focusing even harder on your distractions

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[scionsthings]

I want to draw and do things but life is too hot welp-

Also my friend just finished Chapter 2 of their Chavier fic I must publish it in these days

Hope to contribute with a drawing too as I did for the first Chapter but really people it's too hot to live

[littlestarofthewest]

I'm back with another kinktober suggestion (and it probably won't be the last of them 😅) | 4 - with chavier and female reader?

I know I said I wouldn’t do any requests at the moment, but this has been sitting half done in my wip folder for ages. I know we don’t really talk, but you’re legit one of my favorite people in this fandom, and you deserve some smut.

Title: Between Rock and a Hard Place | Word Count: 2990

Rating: Explicit (18+!!!) |  Tags: public sex, spit roasting

Pairing: Javier Escuella x Charles Smith x female reader

You stand at the bar, washing down your hard day of work with a whiskey shot when a man leans against the bar next to you.

"Good evening, pretty lady," he says in a smooth voice. 

You turn to him, already liking the accent, and find that he's easy on the eyes as well. Despite the loose strands of hair that surround his face, the rest of him is well kept. You barely run into men that know how to be at least somewhat clean.

"Evening," you say, keeping it at the bare minimum.

He smiles as if you just signed over your soul. "May I buy you a drink?" 

It's a question but asked with such confidence that you can't imagine saying no. Besides, it gives you a wicked sense of glee that he's trying to spend money on something you usually get for free. Since you're the best worker in this place, the owner decided you wouldn't have to pay for anything. 

"You may," you say graciously. 

The stranger waves over the barman to order another round for the two of you. You get a weird look from your colleague, but he pours your drinks and leaves the bottle, taking the stranger's money. He doesn't flinch while handing it over, and you wonder what he does for a living. No matter how well kept he looks, you still don't see him as a rich guy.

"Who am I drinking with?" you ask.

"You can call me whatever you want," he says with a teasing smile, "but for everybody else, I'm Javier."

"Javier," you repeat, trying your best to say it the way he did.

Telling by the look he gives you, you've done a good enough job. "And what may I call you, pretty lady?" Javier asks.

You down another drink, licking the last drop of whiskey from the rim of the glass, Javier's eyes fixed on your lips.

"Let me have a few more of these, and I might just tell you," you say, pushing the glass over to him so he can give you a refill. 

The way his eyes sparkle send some heat into your lower belly. You like it when a man doesn't shy away from a challenge. He's about to say something when a large hand grabs his shoulder from behind.

"What have I told you about bothering the lovely ladies in here?" the newcomer asks.

He's taller and broader than Javier, with long black hair and handsome features. It makes you wonder where these pretty men are coming from all of a sudden.

"I hope he behaved himself," the stranger says, turning to you.

While Javier rolls his eyes, you smile. "Has been a perfect gentleman. Don't worry. And you are?"

You hold out your hand, and he takes it, putting a chaste kiss to your skin. "Charles. And what may I call you?"

"She doesn't tell," Javier says with a quiet laugh.

"Maybe you didn't ask right," Charles says, winking at you. He's still holding your hand.

You have no idea how you managed to catch their attention, but it sure feels nice to have them both dancing around you. "Let's just have some drinks and enjoy the evening, gentlemen. How about that?"

They share a look and nod in agreement. An hour later, you're in your best mood since the week started. You feel warm and relaxed, enjoying how Charles and Javier keep complimenting you. They're fighting for your affection without competing with each other. It feels more like a joined effort, but you don't mind at all.

You touch a chest or shoulder here and there, whisper in their ears, and trail your fingers over forearms and necks. In return, they play with your hair or keep their hands on the small of your back until you feel like catching fire.

Your whole interaction with them becomes less of a friendly encounter and feels a lot like foreplay. The alcohol does its part by loosening you up, and you prop yourself up on the bar, knowing full well how your dress is fighting to keep your breasts in place when you lean over like that. 

"Now, let's not play games, gentlemen," you say, "why don't you tell me what you're looking for?"

The two of them share another look, and Charles answers your question in his calm, deep voice. "You could grace one of us with your lovely company."

"And have some fun," Javier adds with a wink.

You look back and forth between them, not liking that you're supposed to pick. 

"How about both of you keep me company?" you ask before winking at Javier. "And the three of us could have some fun."

"I wouldn't mind," Javier says, and Charles shrugs.

"Whatever you want."

The answers come too fast, almost as if they've planned it like that from the get-go. At the very least, you feel that those two might have fooled around with each other before. The thought brings more heat to your body, and you decide to have some fun right here.

 "Tell you what, gentlemen," you say, leaning back against the bar. "How about this. I'll come outside with you, and you can both do whatever you want to me, but you have to kiss right here. And you have to make it good, give me something to think about."

For a moment, they just stare at you, and no matter how much of this they planned, this was definitely not part of it. Then they share another look, and without pause, Charles leans in while Javier puts his hand on Charles' neck, drawing him in for a kiss.

They take their sweet time, lips brushing against each other before they take it further, playing with their tongues. You don't think you've ever seen something so arousing, heat pooling between your legs. It takes a while before they part, and Javier gives you a sly smile.

"Was that to your liking, pretty lady?"

"It's Y/N," you say, answering his question from before. Then you grab his arm and hold out your hand to Charles. "I think we should go for a little walk."

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Outside, Javier gets up on his horse while Charles grabs you by the hips to lift you onto the back of his mare. He gets in the saddle in front of you, and you put your arms around him. During the ride, you already fumble with his shirt, opening the buttons to caress the smooth skin on his muscular chest.

The two men take you to a stretch of open prairie, and Javier jumps down from his horse, letting it run free. He helps you down from Charles' horse, and Charles drops to the ground, his horse following Javier's.

Without pause, Javier draws you closer, and since you've come out here with them, it feels foolish to play more games. You put your arms around Javier's neck and let him kiss you, your body pressing against his. 

Only moments later, you feel Charles drawing closer from behind you. He buries his face in your neck, his hot breath ghosting over you as he kisses your skin. Javier's hands rest on your hips, while Charles reaches forward to carefully squeeze your breasts.

You let out a gasp against Javier's lips, and he smiles. "You want to be a good girl for us, sweetheart?"

"Yes," you say without pause, eager to find out what the two of them have planned for you. 

They work flawlessly together, teasing you with little kisses and bites to every inch of exposed skin as they peel you out of your dress and underwear. You can't believe that you let them get you completely naked out on the open prairie, but being so exposed brings thrilling heat to your body.

Their hands roam over you, massaging your soft flesh. Javier leans in to suck your nipple into his mouth while Charles draws you in for a kiss. His hot tongue rubs against your own, making you breathless. Javier teases your other nipple with his fingers, and you feel your juices pool between your legs.

You moan against Charles' lips, and his hand wanders down your body, cupping your sex without hesitation. You're so aroused that you can't help grinding against him. Javier's hand moves down your back, his fingers digging into the flesh off your ass to hold you in place while Charles' fingers slip between your folds. He uses your wetness to tease your clit, rubbing you in little circles until your legs begin to shake.

"On your knees, darling," Charles says, and you don't hesitate to comply.

Both men follow you to the ground where you go on all fours and kneeling before you, Charles opens his pants. He doesn't hesitate to pull his cock out, and you marvel at his size, licking your lips.

"You want to put that pretty mouth of yours to good use?" he asks.

You don't hesitate to lean in, eager to please this beautiful man. With his hand reaching for your neck, you bend over to lap at his soft skin, licking him all over to get him slick with your spit.

Meanwhile, Javier positions himself behind you. His hands knit your thighs and ass before his hand wanders between your legs again. He teases your clit until you eagerly push back, then two of his fingers slide into you. 

"You're so wet, sweetheart," Javier teases. "You want me to take care of that?"

"God, yes," you moan, and Javier draws his fingers back, moving his body closer instead.

Only seconds later, you feel hot flesh against your folds as Javier runs the tip of his cock along your skin, slicking himself up with your juices.

"Tell me what you want," he says, still teasing you.

"Take me, please," you moan, so desperate now that you don't care to be a proper lady. "I need it so bad."

Javier pushes in, and you let out an eager cry as he fills you up, bringing his hips flush to your ass. He gives you a moment to get used to his size before pulling back out and thrusting back in, his girth stretching you in the best way.

Javier falls into an enjoyable rhythm, and you can think enough to remember Charles. You look up to him, and he reads your gaze right, moving in again. You suck him into your mouth, doing your best to tease him with your tongue. Charles cards his fingers through your hair, and you level your breathing to take him as deeply as you can.

You've fantasized about being with two men while pleasuring yourself, but now that it's happening, it turns you on even more. Being filled like this shoots hot waves through your body, your pussy pulsing with your arousal.

The two men make it even worse. Charles reaches down to caress your breasts while Javier sneaks a hand between your legs, his palm pressing against your clit to give you even more friction. You rub yourself against him, your throat vibrating around Charles' cock when you moan and grunt with pleasure.

Charles pulls on your nipples, just enough to tease you without it becoming painful, and Javier's endless thrusts make you crazy. Your body tightens, the sensations all too much at the same time. You have to let go of Charles to get more air, curses tumbling from your lips, and Javier uses his fingers to throw you over the edge.

Your muscles work around Javier's cock, and he holds you until your legs stop shaking, Charles carefully petting your hair. When you can breathe again, they help you to turn around, and you don't mind falling into the cold grass under you.

"You alright?" Charles asks, and you nod, feeling so good that you have to hold in a laugh.

"Never been better."

The two of them share a look, and somehow you know you're not out of the woods yet.

"You think you have a little more in you, sweetheart?" Javier asks.

Your blood is still pumping through you, and you know you're way too sensitive for anything, but it somehow intrigues you even more. These two men just gave you a great time, and you'll be damned if you can't return the favor.

"I'm game," you say, "but you better make it good."

"Yes, ma'am," Javier says with a grin, moving to your side.

He runs his hands along your body, making goosebumps erupt all over your skin. Charles crawls between your legs, caressing your thighs before pushing them apart. He leans in to lick at your folds, feasting on your juices as if he's never tasted anything better. 

Javier kisses you again, the connection grounding you a little. He takes his time massaging your body, from your neck along your arms and over your stomach while he leaves your legs to Charles' skilled hands. Then he caresses your breasts, a lot softer than before. Your nipples harden in the cold air, and your breathing is speeding up again when you roll your hips to press yourself against Charles' lips.

He gets up and lifts up your hips to push his own legs under you, his cock resting heavily on your pussy. You can't forget how good it felt to have him in your mouth, so you know damn well what's coming for you now. Just like Javier, he teases you at first, rubbing his tip along your folds.

"Please, Charles, more," you groan, and he pushes into you so slowly that you have to keep yourself from begging.

Charles takes his time, and you're thankful for it. He's bigger than Javier, and if you weren't soaking wet, you'd have a hard time taking him. He runs his hands over your hips and thighs, massaging your flesh to relax you, and Javier distracts you by kissing along your neck and down to your breasts.

Again, they take care of you instead of their own pleasure, and you get the urge to be a good girl for them like you promised. You roll your hips, forcing Charles deeper to show that you can handle him, and your hand wanders between Javier's legs. 

He lets you stroke him for a bit to get him fully hard again, but then he moves, positioning himself by your head. "You need it a little rough, sweetheart?"

You don't answer, but lick your lips and draw your head back before opening your mouth. Javier smiles, a glimmer in his eyes that shoots waves of heat through your body. He positions himself over you and feeds you his cock, his fingers closing around your throat. It's a barely-there touch, but you moan around him, eager for more.

Charles' fingers dig into the flesh on your hips, pushing into you more forcefully than before, and you spread your legs even farther to give him more room, edging him on. Javier pushes deep into your throat, and your fingers claw into the ground beneath you when he runs his free hand over your body, teasing your breasts.

You can't help but whine and moan, pleasure overtaking you. Your body moves on its own, chasing any possible sensation offered to you while you try to give as good as you get. You suck Javier deep into your mouth, trying to open up for him as much as you can while his hand closes harder around your throat to hold you in place.

Even worse are Charles' thrusts. You can't remember ever feeling so full, his cock digging into your core as if he's branding you from the inside. Electricity seems to pool between your legs, every muscle tense, and pulsing with arousal. Soon, you push your legs together, trying to get even more friction, and Charles changes his position. His whole body presses you to the ground as he thrusts into you, his balls slapping against your pussy in a maddening rhythm that has you cry out around Javier's cock.

Javier groans and pulls back. He strokes himself while you pant under him, and he paints your lips with his come. You eagerly swallow and lap up as much as you can until Charles leans in to kiss you. You share Javier's spent with him, your tongues rubbing hot and wet against each other while Charles picks up the pace.

His hips buck, every thrust like a hot dagger inside your body, and you finally can't take it anymore. Something inside you seems to break, opening a flood gate of pure pleasure. Your body goes rigid, and you open your mouth in a silent cry while Charles fills you up with his come.

You're hot all over, and your skin is prickling with the blood pumping through your veins. Charles keeps rolling his hips, still pushing into you until your legs stop shaking, the waves of arousal only slowly ebbing away to make room for a warm feeling of pure relaxation.

You can't help but let out a deep sigh, and Javier caresses your hair with a chuckle while Charles looks down at you, smiling. "Did we make it good enough?"

You laugh and put a hand to Charles' cheek. "Darling, you did more than good. I sure won't forget you two in a hurry."

Like real gentlemen, Charles and Javier help you get cleaned up and dressed before taking you back to the saloon. Sadly, they're only in town for the one night, but they promise to look you up if they'll ever come back.

After thinking so many times about two faceless men who could take you, you can now imagine two particularly handsome men who gave you the best night of your life. You spend quite a few nights imagining what would happen if they ever came back, and if you end up crying out their names as you come, nobody can really blame you.

[apsbicepstraining]

47 Funny Memes That Will Speak To Your Inner Basic Bitch

1.

You’re working at a hedge fund? bro that’s awesome. you were always pretty unoriginal and I had a seeming you would do coin for a living. Can you maybe keep your accomplishments to yourself before it daunts everybody else at this party? Some of us are on a lot of drugs right now and frankly it’s rude to talk about you convene developmental milestones and having “love” in your life. Thanks. (@ cabbagecatmemes )

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2.

hey … “xavier” … Have I told you that you are.. Hands down … my brand-new favorite person? oh, YOU say I exactly told you that thirty seconds ago but I recollect( belch) I will be, government officials magistrate of time in this gondola, Chavier. Because … I examined time in, college .. Chaviery ,,, whats the craziest act you’ve seen as a sled driver in this city. hahahaha oh shit I just said “sled driver ??! ” ahahaha Javier that’s INSANE … It’s, primarily, the reason for that, is earlier the other day there was a movie about sled wolfs and I guess it’s down there .. In, my subconscious. Melvin? I don’t kno- sorry, Xaviery? I don’t know if I have my keys to my, neighbourhood. So this will be, preferably entertaining your best friend, when I have to kick the door down to get In. But in the big picture I’m just so happy that .. Chavier saved me from that party tonight. Chavier, you are coming to my family’s thanksgiving. Yeah you are. You wait and look, Carlos when That request comes to Your Lincoln navigator, which I would like to tell your boss that you also Impede very clean and searching( belching) majestic. You’re gonna be there at thanksgiving with me as, my parents- behavior of thanking you for saving Me . . It’s how science toils. What’re you gonna wear? (@ cabbagecatmemes )

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3.

Really, bro? You got a picture of yourself sitting next to a minor luminary who seems uncomfortable and under duress? Got bottle service at the association and felt like sharing the receipt with the world? New sneakers? Congratulations. You precisely applied the most horrible, obnoxious humblebrag and now I’m legally allowed to drown you .

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4.

damn, babe. we was texting backward and forward all day. then my epoch then was real brightened when that pic of u came through. there u were. my girlfriend. skimpy organization. iPhone pointed at that mirror in yo bedroom. u lookin mad cute. mad good. i ain’t consider no teeth but that’s cool cus ur lips was pursed in a seductive lil knowing smile. it was like yo look was saying “Yeah we did all kinds of sinful-ass things together last weekend but I ain’t relenting and merely my husband kno jus how freaky I am& far as the rest the world referred, I’m a actual angel. a angel that wear lingerie, for the purposes of our painting .’ I be smilin so hArd. then I check the instagram … YO! how person got into my phone and threw my phone on the Instagram ?? and who this nigga’ giantspro1 38′ script that my daughter “gorgeous.” hold up … Oh fuck no. you done uploaded my draw to the Instagram? why, daughter? I don’t adoration u enough? who u tryna share that smile with? damn … guess everyone gonna ascertain I went good taste that’s cool. and I ain’t callin I a chisel or a thirsty, but embankment. predict the freaky happens that we do, r exclusively between me and u& thousands of strange people that look our social medias .. not mad … precisely feelin like, 20% less special rite now

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5.

learning by star-wipes

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6.

the hills come alive, husband. fuck’s sake .

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7.

blessed to announce that I am anointed to announce these realistic seems .

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8.

oh hey girl. or we could talk about potassium, k. Cherish some chemistry talk if u just knowing that amine

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9.

the fuckboy shirt, by @dizzle_saint_james

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10.

hobbies include doing coin for a living. awaiting till I’m blackout wino to express any seems. and shorts with little swine on them to showcase my wild slope. do u even asset bank bro?( tweet by @stuartvcraig )

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11.

first baristas gotta find me … what’s 50 kors pouch to a motherfucka like me can you delight prompt me ?

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12.

Yes, I’ll have a Venti mete child abuse with two kills of Okay This is Kind of Adorbs but Definitely Mentioning This in Therapy. Why white people need closer monitoring, Exhibit# 82,868 B “Train up a basic in the way she should go, and when she is old she shall not deviating from it.” -Kors 4:13 (@ periodictabledancer )

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13.

I would give this target zero starrings if I could, but I’m legally required to give them one idol. I don’t commonly use the computer. But after “dining” at this hellish Turkish prison disguised as an alleged “restaurant, ” I enrolled in a continuing training direction at my town’s library to learn about the Internet so I could alarm others to prevent this situate that destroyed their own families. We made a reservation for two. When we arrived, there was a junk on the storey. When I objected this out to the “manager, ” he told me that there are tens of billions of junk corpuscles in the air at any right moment and that they may actually be composed of the representatives of my own scalp and rudely suggested that I would enjoy my dining experience more if I didn’t drawing my electron microscope to the counter. Nice try! When the liquid arrived, my teeth were rudely awakened by the most obnoxiously cold ice cubes I have ever been assaulted with. I now take medication to deal with the stress of ingesting here once. If I save simply one life by writing this, my sacrifice may precisely be worth it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to read Fifty Shades of Grey to my felines.( via @robfee11 )

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14.

Did He like, come down from a mountain? Was there a burning bush that spoke to you? Did He give you permission to talk about it on Instagram? Did he send you the Kors pocketed or just give you the strength to evident one? (@ trevso_personal )

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15.

be safe. make sure Netflix& shivering doesn’t become Netflix& children( via @carolynduchene )

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16.

hope this obligates your day astounding

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17.

you know how that shit get .. missin’ that ex that was shit for you WOAH! yeah they are able to verse em and perhaps sexuality em but 3 hours later it’s like NO! I need a shower a Xanax and a brand-new country to GO

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18.

shoutout to all my sleepless friends in various regions of the world who are capable of play this tonight. first to pick up the phone and text a shitty ex loses. hang in there. trev loves you

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AND THIS WHY I TELL THESE FEMALES JUS CAUSE A MAN SPIT GAME N GOT HISSELF A POET’S TYPIN SKILLS ON A ACTUAL INSTAGRAM CAPTION DOES NOT, I REPEAT DOES NOT MEAN HE NECESSARILY WORTH SHIT. HOW MANY TIMES U GO TO BRAZIL CUZ OF A SMOOTH ASS COMMENT N HE NOWHERE 2 BE Known? THATS NOT A VIABLE WAY TO PLAN A ACTUAL FUTURE. PEOPLE USE THE WORD “THIRSTY” TOO MUCH THESE DAYS BUT ANY REAL FEMALE WILL TELL U THAT EFFORT IS ATTRACTIVE- THE SIMPLE THINGS; PULL OUT CHAIRS, TEXT HER FAMILY, DONT MAKE HER PAY AT THE OLIVE GARDEN, DONT BE A ACTUAL GRIZZLY BEAR WHO USES PEOPLE 4 SALMON AND HUCKLEBERRIES. MAKE YO ALLEGED MAN PROVE HIS SELF BEFORE U Yield IT ALL AWAY N FIND YOSELF LONELY LIKE A WHITE GIRL TRYNA FIND THE WINE DEPARTMENT (@ carolynduchene )

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20.

“Evolution of a Friday Night.” -by @ katethewasp Tag some1 u enjoy but u r too tired 2 realistically hang w/ 2nite !

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21.

realistic friend points

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 13, 2015 at 7:11 am PDT

22.

shoutout to those girls you’ve been following on Instagram for 3 years. U construed slew of thirst-trap mirror selfies with lots of creepy remarks under them from busters hopin’ they had a chance. Every now and then- something slightly unexplained like maybe a picture of a gift like a glistening duo of Loubs with no caption or explanation of where them shoes received from. Or maybe once every the three months you received her standing on a balcony of a neat Caribbean hotel and she smiling and it’s like’ who took this painting ?’ but you shrug it off and say it was probly her mamas. she close with her mommas and they are likely travel together. most of her feed be typical daughter substance. out boozing w/ pals. out at EDM celebrations with the flower headdress and the tit out and she lookin like a free spirit and prob on molly and u lurkin her sheet for years and the the working day BAM! “so this just happened can’t just waiting invest the rest of my life undertaking my perfect man.” Hold up hold out hold out run the goddamn infringes. You went 3,800 photos and not a single one of them boast a actual gentleman. not formerly. not one actual being. now you just discontinue this wedding missile on the world? girlfriend, what in the fuck else is you capable of obscure? u straight up attracted some talented mr ripley shit on the whole world. experience your wedding, assassin .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 10, 2015 at 11:05 am PDT

23.

honestly whatever rn

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 7, 2015 at 8: 02 pm PDT

24.

On the Internet, all the refrigerate children are like “sorry I missed your bellow, I don’t use my phone for that ” or “calling someone is the rudest concept you can do.” Nah son. Nah. You know what’s rude? Roping me in to a half-day long’ exchange’ where I have to stare at my radioactive telephone and sort shit while I dismiss the people I’m next to and read your abbreviations and emojis to are going to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow: that it would be better to meet up next week for dinner instead of tonight. Most of you are safe, but if you’re my lover or one of the 3 parties I care about- I might actually call your ass. Wrap yo mind around that. You and me. Voice to singer , motherfucker. Just like they did in caveman daylights. Paleo communication. Namaste .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 6, 2015 at 9:56 am PDT

25.

literally done with negativity. getting all the negativity out of my life. going on a killing rampage to get rid of the negative beings. kors .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 10:27 pm PDT

26.

don’t let fitness points prevent you from living the life you were meant to enjoy .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 11:49 am PDT

27.

for anyone who saw you last night

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 7:25 am PDT

28.

truly transportive know (@ dizzle_saint_james )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 6:50 pm PDT

29.

priorities, bro. I’ve been steady laughing at this image all morning like an imbecile

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 10:30 am PDT

30.

greet the sunup get back in touch with a whole cluster of random parties. Nervously alphabetize everything in your kitchen. Scavenge the flooring like it’s never been scavenged before. Forget what nutrient is for 10 hours. Appear a strange gumption of attainment although you invested the day focusing even harder on your distractions

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 8: 01 am PDT

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47 Funny Memes That Will Speak To Your Inner Basic Bitch

1.

You’re working at a hedge fund? bro that’s awesome. you were always pretty unoriginal and I had a seeming you would do coin for a living. Can you maybe keep your accomplishments to yourself before it daunts everybody else at this party? Some of us are on a lot of drugs right now and frankly it’s rude to talk about you convene developmental milestones and having “love” in your life. Thanks. (@ cabbagecatmemes )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 3, 2015 at 9:51 pm PDT

2.

hey … “xavier” … Have I told you that you are.. Hands down … my brand-new favorite person? oh, YOU say I exactly told you that thirty seconds ago but I recollect( belch) I will be, government officials magistrate of time in this gondola, Chavier. Because … I examined time in, college .. Chaviery ,,, whats the craziest act you’ve seen as a sled driver in this city. hahahaha oh shit I just said “sled driver ??! ” ahahaha Javier that’s INSANE … It’s, primarily, the reason for that, is earlier the other day there was a movie about sled wolfs and I guess it’s down there .. In, my subconscious. Melvin? I don’t kno- sorry, Xaviery? I don’t know if I have my keys to my, neighbourhood. So this will be, preferably entertaining your best friend, when I have to kick the door down to get In. But in the big picture I’m just so happy that .. Chavier saved me from that party tonight. Chavier, you are coming to my family’s thanksgiving. Yeah you are. You wait and look, Carlos when That request comes to Your Lincoln navigator, which I would like to tell your boss that you also Impede very clean and searching( belching) majestic. You’re gonna be there at thanksgiving with me as, my parents- behavior of thanking you for saving Me . . It’s how science toils. What’re you gonna wear? (@ cabbagecatmemes )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 3, 2015 at 7:29 am PDT

3.

Really, bro? You got a picture of yourself sitting next to a minor luminary who seems uncomfortable and under duress? Got bottle service at the association and felt like sharing the receipt with the world? New sneakers? Congratulations. You precisely applied the most horrible, obnoxious humblebrag and now I’m legally allowed to drown you .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 3, 2015 at 5:09 pm PDT

4.

damn, babe. we was texting backward and forward all day. then my epoch then was real brightened when that pic of u came through. there u were. my girlfriend. skimpy organization. iPhone pointed at that mirror in yo bedroom. u lookin mad cute. mad good. i ain’t consider no teeth but that’s cool cus ur lips was pursed in a seductive lil knowing smile. it was like yo look was saying “Yeah we did all kinds of sinful-ass things together last weekend but I ain’t relenting and merely my husband kno jus how freaky I am& far as the rest the world referred, I’m a actual angel. a angel that wear lingerie, for the purposes of our painting .’ I be smilin so hArd. then I check the instagram … YO! how person got into my phone and threw my phone on the Instagram ?? and who this nigga’ giantspro1 38′ script that my daughter “gorgeous.” hold up … Oh fuck no. you done uploaded my draw to the Instagram? why, daughter? I don’t adoration u enough? who u tryna share that smile with? damn … guess everyone gonna ascertain I went good taste that’s cool. and I ain’t callin I a chisel or a thirsty, but embankment. predict the freaky happens that we do, r exclusively between me and u& thousands of strange people that look our social medias .. not mad … precisely feelin like, 20% less special rite now

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 15, 2015 at 5:05 pm PDT

5.

learning by star-wipes

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 13, 2015 at 3:29 pm PDT

6.

the hills come alive, husband. fuck’s sake .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 13, 2015 at 10:03 am PDT

7.

blessed to announce that I am anointed to announce these realistic seems .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 2, 2015 at 10:10 pm PDT

8.

oh hey girl. or we could talk about potassium, k. Cherish some chemistry talk if u just knowing that amine

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 2, 2015 at 6:37 pm PDT

9.

the fuckboy shirt, by @dizzle_saint_james

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 2, 2015 at 7:58 am PDT

10.

hobbies include doing coin for a living. awaiting till I’m blackout wino to express any seems. and shorts with little swine on them to showcase my wild slope. do u even asset bank bro?( tweet by @stuartvcraig )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 15, 2015 at 11:59 am PDT

11.

first baristas gotta find me … what’s 50 kors pouch to a motherfucka like me can you delight prompt me ?

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 1, 2015 at 8: 08 pm PDT

12.

Yes, I’ll have a Venti mete child abuse with two kills of Okay This is Kind of Adorbs but Definitely Mentioning This in Therapy. Why white people need closer monitoring, Exhibit# 82,868 B “Train up a basic in the way she should go, and when she is old she shall not deviating from it.” -Kors 4:13 (@ periodictabledancer )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 1, 2015 at 4:12 pm PDT

13.

I would give this target zero starrings if I could, but I’m legally required to give them one idol. I don’t commonly use the computer. But after “dining” at this hellish Turkish prison disguised as an alleged “restaurant, ” I enrolled in a continuing training direction at my town’s library to learn about the Internet so I could alarm others to prevent this situate that destroyed their own families. We made a reservation for two. When we arrived, there was a junk on the storey. When I objected this out to the “manager, ” he told me that there are tens of billions of junk corpuscles in the air at any right moment and that they may actually be composed of the representatives of my own scalp and rudely suggested that I would enjoy my dining experience more if I didn’t drawing my electron microscope to the counter. Nice try! When the liquid arrived, my teeth were rudely awakened by the most obnoxiously cold ice cubes I have ever been assaulted with. I now take medication to deal with the stress of ingesting here once. If I save simply one life by writing this, my sacrifice may precisely be worth it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to read Fifty Shades of Grey to my felines.( via @robfee11 )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 1, 2015 at 3:19 pm PDT

14.

Did He like, come down from a mountain? Was there a burning bush that spoke to you? Did He give you permission to talk about it on Instagram? Did he send you the Kors pocketed or just give you the strength to evident one? (@ trevso_personal )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 1, 2015 at 6:51 am PDT

15.

be safe. make sure Netflix& shivering doesn’t become Netflix& children( via @carolynduchene )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 14, 2015 at 8: 23 am PDT

16.

hope this obligates your day astounding

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Oct 1, 2015 at 6:25 am PDT

17.

you know how that shit get .. missin’ that ex that was shit for you WOAH! yeah they are able to verse em and perhaps sexuality em but 3 hours later it’s like NO! I need a shower a Xanax and a brand-new country to GO

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 30, 2015 at 3:57 pm PDT

18.

shoutout to all my sleepless friends in various regions of the world who are capable of play this tonight. first to pick up the phone and text a shitty ex loses. hang in there. trev loves you

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 28, 2015 at 8: 11 pm PDT

19.

AND THIS WHY I TELL THESE FEMALES JUS CAUSE A MAN SPIT GAME N GOT HISSELF A POET’S TYPIN SKILLS ON A ACTUAL INSTAGRAM CAPTION DOES NOT, I REPEAT DOES NOT MEAN HE NECESSARILY WORTH SHIT. HOW MANY TIMES U GO TO BRAZIL CUZ OF A SMOOTH ASS COMMENT N HE NOWHERE 2 BE Known? THATS NOT A VIABLE WAY TO PLAN A ACTUAL FUTURE. PEOPLE USE THE WORD “THIRSTY” TOO MUCH THESE DAYS BUT ANY REAL FEMALE WILL TELL U THAT EFFORT IS ATTRACTIVE- THE SIMPLE THINGS; PULL OUT CHAIRS, TEXT HER FAMILY, DONT MAKE HER PAY AT THE OLIVE GARDEN, DONT BE A ACTUAL GRIZZLY BEAR WHO USES PEOPLE 4 SALMON AND HUCKLEBERRIES. MAKE YO ALLEGED MAN PROVE HIS SELF BEFORE U Yield IT ALL AWAY N FIND YOSELF LONELY LIKE A WHITE GIRL TRYNA FIND THE WINE DEPARTMENT (@ carolynduchene )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 21, 2015 at 10:35 pm PDT

20.

“Evolution of a Friday Night.” -by @ katethewasp Tag some1 u enjoy but u r too tired 2 realistically hang w/ 2nite !

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 18, 2015 at 7:41 am PDT

21.

realistic friend points

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 13, 2015 at 7:11 am PDT

22.

shoutout to those girls you’ve been following on Instagram for 3 years. U construed slew of thirst-trap mirror selfies with lots of creepy remarks under them from busters hopin’ they had a chance. Every now and then- something slightly unexplained like maybe a picture of a gift like a glistening duo of Loubs with no caption or explanation of where them shoes received from. Or maybe once every the three months you received her standing on a balcony of a neat Caribbean hotel and she smiling and it’s like’ who took this painting ?’ but you shrug it off and say it was probly her mamas. she close with her mommas and they are likely travel together. most of her feed be typical daughter substance. out boozing w/ pals. out at EDM celebrations with the flower headdress and the tit out and she lookin like a free spirit and prob on molly and u lurkin her sheet for years and the the working day BAM! “so this just happened can’t just waiting invest the rest of my life undertaking my perfect man.” Hold up hold out hold out run the goddamn infringes. You went 3,800 photos and not a single one of them boast a actual gentleman. not formerly. not one actual being. now you just discontinue this wedding missile on the world? girlfriend, what in the fuck else is you capable of obscure? u straight up attracted some talented mr ripley shit on the whole world. experience your wedding, assassin .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 10, 2015 at 11:05 am PDT

23.

honestly whatever rn

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 7, 2015 at 8: 02 pm PDT

24.

On the Internet, all the refrigerate children are like “sorry I missed your bellow, I don’t use my phone for that ” or “calling someone is the rudest concept you can do.” Nah son. Nah. You know what’s rude? Roping me in to a half-day long’ exchange’ where I have to stare at my radioactive telephone and sort shit while I dismiss the people I’m next to and read your abbreviations and emojis to are going to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow: that it would be better to meet up next week for dinner instead of tonight. Most of you are safe, but if you’re my lover or one of the 3 parties I care about- I might actually call your ass. Wrap yo mind around that. You and me. Voice to singer , motherfucker. Just like they did in caveman daylights. Paleo communication. Namaste .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Sep 6, 2015 at 9:56 am PDT

25.

literally done with negativity. getting all the negativity out of my life. going on a killing rampage to get rid of the negative beings. kors .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 10:27 pm PDT

26.

don’t let fitness points prevent you from living the life you were meant to enjoy .

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 11:49 am PDT

27.

for anyone who saw you last night

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 16, 2015 at 7:25 am PDT

28.

truly transportive know (@ dizzle_saint_james )

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 6:50 pm PDT

29.

priorities, bro. I’ve been steady laughing at this image all morning like an imbecile

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 10:30 am PDT

30.

greet the sunup get back in touch with a whole cluster of random parties. Nervously alphabetize everything in your kitchen. Scavenge the flooring like it’s never been scavenged before. Forget what nutrient is for 10 hours. Appear a strange gumption of attainment although you invested the day focusing even harder on your distractions

A photo posted by trevso_electric (@ trevso_electric) on Aug 12, 2015 at 8: 01 am PDT

31.

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