#booo i hate plastic

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taking a painting class and sadly its acrylic not oil so my mind is just going PLASTIC PLASTIC PLASTIC PLASTIC over and over again

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Spectral Tiger

GN!Reader x Invisible M!Yan OC

Introduction~

Part 1 here!

His info: ✨💎🩹

MINORS DNI

CW: GN!Reader, Sub!Reader, reader referred to as they/them, not long, no smut🥰 just an intro lemme no if i missed any, i fr can’t even tell cause this is the most innocent thing i’ve written in at least a YEAR. XD (good familial relation for reader? it kinda triggers me emotionally so maybe that XD)

Nothing but an inky blackness floods your vision, the more you try and pick shapes out of the dark, the more your brain hurts.

Your heart thumps, fear swelling in your throat.

You give up and fling on your lamp.

If there’s an intruder, you’re at least going to see their stupid face…

Light fills your bedroom, painting the blackness into a kaleidoscope of colors, it’s blinding at first but…

You see nothing out of the ordinary.

A figurine fell onto the floor, but it’s so small, that loud thump that woke you absolutely could not have been that little thing.

Maybe you hallucinated the noise in your dream state.

Wouldn’t be the first time.

You sigh and flick the lamp back off.

Directly where you had been looking stands a man, not more than a couple of feet from you.

The thing is,

he’s invisible. You saw, quite literally, right through him.

The man stands, eyes wide as he takes in his new surroundings in a strange new universe he can barely comprehend.

Not only the surroundings are different compared to where he came from, he can’t see himself! “Where!?” he hisses a whisper. His hands desperately fling to himself and pat down here and there and everywhere!

Okay, good. He sighs.

He feels his own body, he’s at least physical enough to feel.

He somewhere, somehow lost his clothes as he can only feel his own skin under his fingers…

Well fuck.

He bends down to pick up your figure and feels the plastic of it, before letting out a more than relieved breath.

Okay, he can interact with this alien world.

Wait, he realizes that he’s the alien here.

Well… He’d hate to introduce himself to you naked…

Although that wouldn’t be the worst idea… right?

You are pretty cute.

What if you’re into that?

No he definitely won’t…

Anyway,

Alien dimension aside, he’s not as disoriented as he would have thought. His mind is adapting fine, and he can walk straight, all his limbs feel like they’re moving fine.

He can hardly remember the way his own dimension looked and felt… Maybe that’s a side effect he’ll have to come back to.

Zharu wasn’t trying to come here. It just happened during one of his experiments.

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When you awaken from a slumber so deep your bones creak and crack when you rise, you hurry to the bathroom to get water and use the toilet.

Good gods, you were asleep for a few hours and your body feels like you haven’t taken care of it in years!

Your arm seemed to have barely brushed past something in your room on your way, but it also just felt like just a strong breeze against you.

Maybe the fan was on.

But you know it isn’t. You don’t hear it blowing.

Putting off that weird feeling, you start to get ready for the day.

You have work, and your brother is having a ballet rehearsal after, so you’ll have to look nice for that. Even if it isn’t the main event, you take his rehearsals as seriously as his recitals. He has always taken your passions as seriously, so it’s the least you can do.

Having been raised going to these events, it just feels a little nostalgic. Not to mention, seeing most of your family in one place always gives you new stories to tell your friends.

Your aunt breaking your grandma out of jail, and stealing an ambulance getting herself a warrant for her arrest. Then comes her trial and she manages to cry her way out of any charges, oh “booo, our poor elderly mother all alone in there”. You mock her in your head and roll your eyes recalling it.

And then, the whole reason grandma was in jail in the first place—!

You almost forgot your phone! As you stop dead in your tracks something bashes into your back, it’s definitely the body of a human!

“WHO THE FUCK—!!!!????” You spin swinging hands, colliding your fists with something you can’t see! “What!?”

Okay don’t freak out! It even groaned!!! Oh my gods, Are you hallucinating!?

“Woah, Woah! Sorry! I-Um, heh— I really should’ve said something sooner, may I explain?”

Your eyes are frantically scanning the room with no where to land, and you tentatively took a step back already in your panic.

This is an extraordinary situation, and he doesn’t seem hostile…

[all-de-fandoms]

MEAN GIRLS MUSICAL MOVIE LESGOOO

I literally just found out about this today and- yeah yeah yeah I know the musical got a lot of hate but genuinely I adored it (and it was one of my go-tos whenever I got dragged to a scary horror movie!). So to find out that they're making a movie out of it..... I mean yes, I've got some mixed feelings, but mostly I'm excited!

I've listened to the movie album on Spotify already, and held it up against the original. I have lots of opinions.

Cast Performance

Erika Henningsen vs Angourie Rice as Cady Heron: I’m sorry Angourie I’m sure you’re great but Erika really put her soul into her Broadway performance. So much emotion, so much energy and personality in her voice. By comparison, Angourie mostly seems to be singing to sound good rather than to communicate parts of the story in the musical. (I will say however that she did do pretty good in her last song, “I See Stars”.)

Taylor Louderman vs Renee Rap as Regina George: Renee! She did actually play Regina on Broadway after Taylor Louderman. Truth be told, I love Taylor’s version (lol) the best but Renee’s is nothing to sneeze at either. 10/10, no notes.

Ashley Park vs Bebe Wood as Gretchen: Ashley Park did it better. Bebe’s songs are.. okay. But they did cut a lot of Gretchen’s lines in the MG 2024 Spotify album, so that does affect her rating.

Kate Rockwell vs Avantika as Karen: I can’t choose, they both did a good job with their roles. I feel like Kate’s Karen really echoed Amanda Seyfried’s Karen in the original movie, but from what I could tell in the Spotify album, Avantika’s spin on Karen sounds equally good. I do wish they’d given her more songs/lines!

Barrett Wilbert Weed vs Auliʻi Cravalho as Janis!! OH MY FUCKING GOD you guys. If Renee gets a 10/10 Auli gets an 11/10 from me. Auli'i definitely did her homework. Amazing, amazing, amazing.

Grey Henson vs Jaquel Spivey as Damien: There's absolutely nothing wrong with Grey's version of Damien, it's a very good match for the movie one. But Jaquel’s Damien? He had such a beautiful voice, he really went above and beyond for Damien. My vote’s for Jaquel all the way.

The Songs

I won’t be listing them all because that would make this post much too long but here are my highlights:

They cut “It Roars” for “What Ifs” in the movie. Booo. “It Roars” told a good story, “What Ifs” is forgettable, in my opinion.

Auliʻi Cravalho’s version of “Revenge Party” is awesome. She absolutely killed it (/positive) and although I’m not one to usually approve lyric changes, I love the enhancement to Janis’ character by making the song more bloodthirsty.

Renee Rap nailed “Someone Gets Hurt” but I expected no less of course.

They changed some of the lyrics in some of the songs. Some of the lyric changes were just one line, or shifting around of roles ("Apex Predator").

“Meet the Plastics” got pared down in the movie album. Actually, a lot of songs got pared down for the movie album, or just moved altogether. I guess it was to adjust for time, and also to accommodate Angourie Rice’s vocal range. Aaron apparently has no singing roles at all.

"What's Wrong With Me" is another one that got pared down. The original song from the Broadway version tops this one, hands down. Had more plot and characterisation to it, this one was. Not it.

They cut Karen's funny lines in the beginning of the song "Sexy" which. Again, is such a shame. Avantika did amazing though.

They changed parts of "I See Stars", but I'm not mad at it tbh

Final Thoughts

I think my main gripe with the movie (from what I can tell based on the Spotify album) is that Angourie Rice is just not built for the powerful belting songs that Cady sings in the musical. That’s not bad, but I just. Surely they could have found another actress to play Cady? One who could actually perform in a musical? I’m a little tired of people being cast in a movie musical and still singing as if they’re trying to record an album. They’re two different things, people.

I guess they were trying to communicate Cady’s innocent and naïve personality in the original movie? but they cut out the rest of her personality in the new songs, making her just. So flat. This is particularly noticeable in the Broadway version of “Stupid With Love” vs the movie one. We were also robbed of Cady's growl in the line "watch me shake my mane" from "Apex Predator" (which is one of my favourite parts of the musical!) It’s tragic, is what it is. I don’t think this is necessarily all Angourie’s fault- mostly, this is poor writing and/or directing.

Similar gripe with Christopher Briney, Aaron’s actor in the movie. Apparently, he didn’t even want the role when he found out it would be a musical, so they cut out Aaron’s singing parts for him. Like?? Just? Hire someone else? It’s a musical, they ought to be committing to it.

Auliʻi has such a freakin beautiful voice, and as far as her singing performance goes she is the perfect casting for Broadway-Janis. Her performance is on parr with Barett’s in my opinion. She is the perfect example of someone who almost certainly did her homework: she understands the role, she puts in the attitude, the grunge, the “fuck you” attitude that made Barett’s version so damn good. I freakin love her.

Honestly from what I can tell I do love most of the people in this album (Jaquel Spivey!!) except for Cady and Aaron. Which is kind of a shame.

[ratherembarrassing]

2023: weeks 48 and 49

movies: bottoms (2023, emma seligman). this finally finally made a very brief showing in cinemas here, and i'm so glad it did because i think if i had been watching this at home i might have abandoned it early on. but we deserve dumb movies, too, and now we have them, hooray!

that whole thing: it really did just start with an errant thought that barbie and gloria are very aes sedai and warder coded as i was driving home from seeing saltburn, and then i read like ~80 fics in the moiraine/lan tag, and then i was like let's watch some fan vids (this is when you know i am in trouble), and then i was like let's just watch the show again, and then i was in the airport bookshop and now i've read like half of book one.

musics: go-jo's like a version cover of 'teenage dream' is doing things to me. there was an anti-earnest indie covers of pop songs movement that really rose a few years ago, and i hated that! earnest indie covers of pop songs are the best!

also musics: i added 'fake plastic trees' to my barbie handler playlist, if you're wondering how that's going.

holidays: fake christmas. i made a quick trip to sunny queensland to do fake christmas with the niblings before they were shipped off to spend the bulk of the summer break with their mother (booo). (this also meant i got to attend the fairy odd-dottir's childcare centre's christmas concert, and you guys, 1 year olds singing christmas songs. i nearly died.) it was humid as hell, but i got a free haircut while i was there.

also holidays: christmas party season is upon us. i've got the worst one out of the way (firm wide black tie) but the messiest (practice group pissup) is still to come. insert a bunch of client functions in between, and i'm already irritated, because: see 'that whole thing' above. i have important things to do, dammit.

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Sunny Daze

WARNINGS: SMUT like a mf, cursing, angst

Pairings: best friend!Elena x OC, Sam x OC

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Chapter 15

Sunny’s POV

I stood in the bathroom, washing my body down with a washcloth in the sink. The shower in my motel room was less than favorable so I opted for a bird bath. As I washed my body, I began to think of how to talk to my best friend’s wife. My other best friend. I felt horrible. And I knew I should’ve called Elena the moment Nathan told me that she didn’t know where he really was. “‘Malaysia job…’” I muttered to myself, sourly, shaking my head. She was far from stupid. She was a journalist for Christ sake. And the fact that he never told any of us about Sam… neither did Sully… but you would at least think he’d tell her.

Once I cleaned myself up, I threw on a short plain black dress and a flowery blue sheer cover up. I needed a break from the dirty clothes. Luckily, there was a washer/dryer around and I gathered my laundry in a plastic bag to take them there. I slipped on a pair of sandals and grabbed my wallet and room key. I was going to go to a convenient store later; just on the next corner from here. If I was going to talk to Elena, I was going to need to get a little buzzed afterwards. I stepped outside onto the terrace and standing right outside my door, in nothing but dirty jeans and a tight white tank, was none other than Sam. He leaned over the railing, pressing his thumb into his palms as he looked down at the lit up pool water. He bore a look of guilt and exhaustion. His eyelids heavy and his shapely lips pulled into a slight frown. I blinked a couple times, admiring his strong back before remembering that he’d made me mad earlier in the day. He kept trying to send me away after we just had that conversation. I took a deep sigh before standing next to him, looking out at the city.

“You okay?” I asked. Regardless of how I felt, Nathan’s decision to push on to Libertalia weighed heavily on us all; even more so on Sam. His expression seemed to change at the sound of my voice. He turned to look at me with a smile.

“I’m better now that you’re here.” He said slipping his arm around my waist and pulling me close, kissing my cheek. I moved away from him and crossed my arms. He gave a shallow chuckle and scratched his head. “Did I do something?”

“Sam, you did it again. And we just talked about it at the tower. Just talked about it. Evidently we need to talk again. And in full this time. But first, I need to speak to Elena.” I said starting down the stairs.

“You hungry? We can talk about it over dinner… I was gonna go grab some food.” He asked like a hurt puppy. I looked back at him and nodded lazily before continuing to the laundry space.

“Don’t forget beer.” I called back to him.

After I tossed my clothes in the machine, I set a timer on my smartphone and went around the motel to find Elena’s room. Room 211. I stood in front of her door, bouncing on my tip toes as I knocked on the door. I bit my lip nervously as I heard the faint pitter patter of her footsteps from the other side. My heart skipped as I heard the door unlock and I think I stopped breathing. She opened the door with puffy red eyes and a tear stained face, already dressed in her pajamas to sleep. My heart broke as I looked into her big brown eyes and I couldn’t do anything else but throw my arms around her neck. It took a few seconds but she finally wrapped her arms around me and tightened her hold, her tears wetting my shoulder. I gave a deep sigh and tightened my grip too. “I’m so sorry- I know I suck, I know I should’ve called, I’m so shitty, I’m the literal worst-” I said in one breath and I could feel her laughing a little. A small smile crept onto my lips as she pulled away with a sniffle.

“You’re none of those things, Sunny. You’re fine. It’s Nathan.” She told me, wiping away her tears and inviting me inside. I knitted my brows as she closed the door and I sat at the foot of her bed, ready to listen. “First he lies about Malaysia and now he has… A brother….” was all she could say. She sighed as she sat with her back against the headboard, picking at her nails and chewing her lip, her gaze drifting nowhere in particular. I blew some air and gave a short head tilt.

“Yeah… Tell me about it…” I said resting on one of my hands as I crossed my legs.

“You mean you didn’t know either?” She asked me.

“Just Nate and Sully…” I shrugged. “I only found out when he called.” I said as she stretched out her short legs and crossed her ankles.

“I wonder what happened to him…” she said. I began to tell her the story of how Sam had gotten left in jail almost exactly as he’d told me; of course all whilst voicing my own thoughts and opinions. With every part of the story, I started to feel sad for him all over again. Thinking that maybe I should give him a break… “Jesus… that’s awful.”

“I know right… he’s lost so much of his life- fifteen years?! I was in a jail cell for three months and I was complainin’ like a mother….” I groaned. All my bullshit complaints seemed so trivial when I look back on it now.

“I couldn’t even imagine…” she mumbled. “But why would Nate lie about it? He could’ve told me…”

“I honestly don’t have the answer. I love my boy to death but sometimes he ain’t got the sense God gave a goose.” I said plainly and Elena burst into a giggle. I smiled. “I mean seriously, there’s a tree stump in Louisiana with a higher IQ.” She laughed a bit harder, slapping my knee and I joined in. It was good to see her smiling and not crying. After our laughter died, I began to pick out the leftover dirt from my nails as I spoke. “I’m not tryna make excuses for him at all. What he did was stupid...as hell. Sully and I both told him so. He wanted to keep you from doin’ the same thing I’m doin’. Sticking your neck out for someone you don’t know.”

“But he let you do it?” She questioned. I smirked.

“I’m not his world. You are. Can you blame him for wanting to protect this beautiful face?” I said, pinching her cheek. She gave a half laugh and chewed on her lip again. At that moment, I thought about Sam and what he might’ve been trying to do. I hung my head and rolled my eyes, shaking my head. ‘Goddammit…’ I thought. I looked up at her. “Listen, Els… I’m not gonna try to convince you to stay. And you know me. I’m not the best at…. consoling people. But what I can do is promise to look out for Nathan if it makes you feel better…”

She looked at me with a bit of fear shining in her eyes. “Has it really been that dangerous?” She asked me. I wasn’t going to lie to her. She deserved better than that. I had already lied to her so much already.

“It’s working it’s way up to be the closer we get to finding this treasure. And Sam’s so obsessed with it, all the near death experiences don’t even phase him…” I sighed, shaking my head, shivering as I thought about the couple of close calls I had all day.

“Nothing ever really scares you though.” She said and I scoffed with widened eyes and a nervous chuckle.

“Shiiit….. this trip might get me.” I laughed, scratching at the tip of my nose with my finger nail. “I almost fell out of the 4x4 hangin’ off a cliff this morning so….” She widened her eyes at me with a gasp.

“I’m sorry- what?” She exclaimed. I pursed my lips and gave a nod.

“That deadass happened… and I lost my cool for a minute. Kinda snapped at your husband.” I chewed on my lip and cocked my eyebrow. “If it weren’t for Sam actually, I would’ve quit…”

“So you trust this guy?” She asked. I shrugged.

“More or less. To be fair, I trust no man.” I smirked and Elena returned it. She knew what I was about and that’s why I loved her. Suddenly, my phone’s alarm went off and I groaned as I silenced it. “I would love to stay and chat with you some more but… I have clothes in the wash and a whole other conversation to have.” I said rolling my eyes, honestly not really wanting to leave.

“With who?”

“With Sam…” I said and she nodded, picking at the skin on her lips. “Much like another Drake we know, he has a tendency to protect me from damn near everythin’....” I told her as I stood and she just laughed.

“Yeah. That seems to be a common theme, huh?” She commented as she stood. I turned to look at the strong and beautiful woman before me as my hand touched the door knob. I was blessed to have a friend like her in my life. Lord knows she deserved better than all of us.

“I’ll be seein’ ya?” I asked.

“Perhaps.” She joked. I hugged her once again and left her room with a sigh. She had a lot to think about.

Sam’s POV

I walked down the street with a cigarette hanging from my lips, humming a tune as I carried a four pack of tall cans and a half and half pizza. All things considered, I was feeling pretty good. We had a lead and a damn good one at that. And I was almost positive Rafe hadn’t figured out where we were going yet. This talk with Sunny though… I know it’s been annoying to hear herself repeat to me that she can handle herself. And I understood that but the main reason was that I couldn’t have her hate me if things got “hinky”. I know what I’m like during the hunt and things were only going to escalate the closer we got to this treasure.

As I came around the corner, I noticed Sunny coming out of the laundry room. She wore a fitted black dress and a flowing blue shawl fell off of her shoulder. My heart skipped a few beats looking at her. To say that I was simply attracted to this woman was an absolute understatement. I called out to her, goofily grinning and raising the food in my hands. “I didn’t know what you liked on your pizza so it’s half pep half cheese.”

“Booo, no pineapple?” She smirked, taking the pizza from me as she climbed the stairs and I followed behind her, watching her hips work like a cat as I ash my cigarette. ‘Holy shit, what a woman…’ I thought as I bit my lip and shook my head. It should be a crime to look that good. I grunted as I pushed my legs up the steep stairs and into her room. “God, I’m so hungry, I could eat the north end of a south-bound goat.” She mumbled. I cackled. She said the darnedest things sometimes and I loved every second of it. “Did Nate say anything after I left?” She asked as she sat down at the head of the bed and opened the box, revealing a steamy, mouthwatering pie. The scent filled the room as I closed the door behind me and sat at the foot of her bed.

“Besides swearin’ all over the place and tellin’ me to go pack, not really no. I think he needed some space.” I said, kicking off my boots and sitting cross legged to face her. I pulled two cans from the plastic ring and handed her one before looking about for the ashtray. Without even looking, she picked it up off her nightstand and passed it to me. I smirked as I placed the butt in the mostly clean tray and she cracked open her can, sipping it gingerly. I watched her face as she poked her lip out afterwards with a nod. “It’s good?” I ask.

“It’s alright for what it is.” She said with a shrug. Then she did something that really got to me for some reason. She turned the can around in her hands to check the alcohol percentage. “It’s 10% though so if you drink it fast enough, you’ll be good to go.” I gave an earnest chortle as I sipped my own beer, my heart pounding. She was right. It wasn’t that great but it would definitely numb my muscles for the night.

“Now let’s see about this pizza.” I rubbed my hands together as a delicious scent crept through my nostrils. I picked up a pepperoni piece and held the wide slice in my hands. Sunny did the same, picking of a piece of pepperoni as strings of cheese held on to the cooked meat. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she gave a satisfied moan, giving me a slight twinge in my pants. A smile pulled on my lips as I took a bite of my own slice. “Oh hell yes.” I grumbled with a mouth full of pizza.

“Hell. Yes.” She agreed as she ate. I chuckled and we continued to eat the whole pizza. That woman could put away some food. She was so small though; I wondered where it all went. Even with her cheeks stuffed with pizza, she was the most amazing person to look at. As she leaned back to let her stomach settle, I could see her chest heaving. And I watched for a moment, letting my eyes fall to her cleavage. I followed her collarbone over her petite shoulders and up her delicate neck; To her jawline, her perfect face (even with a few bruises and scrapes) and all over her sweet caramel skin. My heart stopped a tick when she looked at me with those big baby eyes. I remembered the way she touched me as we escaped the thrall of a fleet of Shoreline soldiers, the way she kissed me just before then, and how she fought so bravely in several fights before that. I couldn't bear something happening to this outstanding woman. And I know she didn’t like it but I would always try to keep her safe… I cleared my throat and picked up my beer before speaking.

“So… don’t hate me...” I began, taking a large gulp and closing up the box to sit it on the floor beside the bed. She raised a brow at me as she sipped from her can to wash down her food. “But I wanted to suggest something.”

“Oh no,” she sang with a smile. “What is it?”

“I think you should go with Elena… back home, I mean…” I treaded very lightly on this subject. Just as I had said those words, the smile on her face disappeared as quickly as it came.

“Samuel Drake…” she growled, gripping her beer tightly as she stood to pace.

“Hear me out-” I started, raising my hands defensively, scooting towards the edge of the bed.

“Sam, I am not leaving-” I cut her off, getting a little frustrated myself. She was being so stubborn. She was almost as bad as me. When I say I’ve met my match…

“Sunny, just listen to me for a sec-”

“No you listen!” She snapped. I shut up and gave a huff as I ran my hand down my face, letting an elbow and a hand rest on my knees as they bounced anxiously. I set off the bomb and now it was time to be blown to bits. “I want to be here, Sam! Not just for you, not just because Nathan needed me- I needed this adventure! You know what I’m goin’ home to after this?! Absolutely not shit! Not a damn thing but a shitty job that I wish I could just up and leave because I get no respect, harassed every day, and nothin’ but backhanded compliments from ignorant tools tryna grab my ass. I wanna die every day, Sam. Literally die!” She told me as her brows furrowed and her lips curled into a snarl. I could feel my face publicize a downcast look while she spoke. My brows knitted together as a sort of sadness took place in my eyes. “When I get called on a job, I am so excited to leave that shitty bar. And I hope the job lasts for months. Even if we don’t find anything, I’m grateful to just be gone. And then Nathan calls me to Italy… and I meet you. This scruffy lookin’ nerfhearder…” she chuckled towards the end. A warm smile crept onto my face at the Star Wars reference as she ran a thumb across my cheek. “And you’re… funny and really smart, a ridiculous flirt and strong in more ways than one. You’re everything a man should be… But you’re stupid. And you’re reckless as hell. And you wanna do every damn thing by yourself-”

“If I do it myself, no one gets in the way-” I replied, trying my best to get a word in but she wasn’t having it. She growled.

“But it can’t always be like that, Sam!” She snapped, cutting me off. Her hands waved about as she spoke. “W-What if you get caught in another trap- like you did today- and you can’t get out of it? What if you set something off and you end up drowning or impaled or blown up?! I like you way too much to let something like that happen to you!” She huffs and looks up trying to keep the tears at bay but her huff is strained in her throat and her eyes are starting to grow glassy, and all I want to do is hold her. Her lips trembled as I reached out to place my hands on her waist, knees parting slightly for her to stand between them. Nobody ever talked to me this way. Demanding… with confidence and slight authority… With this much worry...

“Sunny… I couldn’t forgive myself if anything or anyone hurt you. I just wanna protect you as much as possible. The closer we are to finding Avery’s treasure, the more likely we are to run into Rafe and God knows what he’d do to you-”

“I’m not afraid of Rafe.” She commented.

“I know, sweetheart… Nothin’ is gettin’ by you. And that’s one of the many, many things I like about you so much. And I’m sorry. I didn’t know life was that awful for you back home…” I told her as I hooked my hand under her thigh and pulled it over my leg so that she was straddling me. I let my hands massage her hips and cup the rounds of her ass for a moment as I looked at her. I snaked a hand around her neck and brought her forehead to mine. ‘But at least you’d be alive…’ I thought as our noses bumped into each other’s. “And I’ll be more careful, sweetheart…” I told her in a rough but very sincere tone. I kissed her in the crook of her neck. “I promise… I promise…” She let out a soft moan as I kissed a trail up and across her neck to kiss her cheek, wiping away a single tear with my thumb. “I’m sorry…” I whispered as my breath danced about hers. Her soft, small hands wrapped around my neck; One playing with the curls at my nape. She tugs on them lightly, pulling my face away from hers for a moment to stare into my eyes.

“Don’t leave me again, Samuel Drake…” she shivered as I ran a hand down her back gently.

“I won’t…” I gasped as she pressed her velvety lips on my neck, kissing each bird tattooed in a flock on my neck.

I pulled the shawl down from her shoulder, placing hot kisses there. I tightened my grip on her as she worked her way up to my ear, nibbling on it carefully and I let out a shaky moan. Our lips crashed together and all my worries disappeared for a moment. The kiss was hungry and greedy on my part. I wanted her. I needed her. But I was seriously mistaken when I thought that I was the only one in control of the situation. She slipped off her shawl and dug her fingers into my hair, kissing me back with unrelenting passion as her hips rolled in my lap.

I betrayed myself with a moan as she forced me down on the bed. ‘Holy shit…’ I thought as she marked my neck and chest with sucks and nibbles, leaving behind a trail of pink and purple bruises as she went. She pulled at the hem of my tank and I helped her pull it off me as her hands fiddled with my belt. She made short work of it and I sat up a moment to touch her but she pushed me back down again. A surprised twitter of laughter left my throat as she continued to place kisses down my stomach. Her fingers ghosting over the scars from when I was shot. My breathing hitched under her electrifying touch and she began to undo my jeans. I had to say, it was new to me that I was the first one to be undressed. I wasn’t used to it but I damn sure wasn’t complaining.

I let my hands roam under her dress, slapping her ass as I did and she gasped, being caught off guard. That was my chance. I sat up again and lifted the dress over her head quickly, her breasts falling freely in front of me, revealing an elaborate under breast tattoo. I groaned at the sight of her, cupping them roughly and massaging my thumbs into her nipples as I placed vicious kisses across her chest and between the valley of her breasts. She let out a sweet sigh as my hips bucked up into hers and I could feel myself growing ridiculously hard beneath her. She moved her hips a little eagerly, trying to get more friction but all that made me want to do was fuck her sooner. But I couldn’t do that just yet. I wanted to take my time with her. I swiftly picked her up in my arms and flipped her on her back. A big satisfied smile crawled across her face as I hovered over her, rubbing myself against her center. I smirked when I leaned down to kiss her again, her tongue darting over my lips, begging for entrance and I let her in. My teeth dragged along her bottom lip and I let myself drag a kiss over her chin and across her jaw, leaving wet kisses over her throat. I let out an amused chuckle as I felt the vibrations from her moans on my lips.

My hand slipped down between us and I could feel her wetness through her pink lacy panties already. She was making it very hard for me to take this slow. I let my fingers slip past the hem and she bucked her hips the moment I laid a single finger on her drenched slit. She began rocking her hips against the heel of my palm but I pushed her hips down with my free hand and picked up the pace myself. Her eyes squeezed tightly closed as I brought her to the edge, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Just when she thought she was about to let go, I stopped with a sadistic grin on my lips. I brought myself to my knees and pulled her panties down over her legs, a string of wetness clinging to the fabric and my mouth watered. I massaged her inner thighs, my kisses leaving bruises the closer I got to her dripping cunt. Finally, I realized that I was only teasing myself and licked a long stripe with the flat side of my tongue.

She let out a long shivery sigh. I grinned as I made out with the lips between her hips for a while, lapping up the juices as they fell. I sucked on her clit rather roughly as I snaked my arms under her hips to keep her in place and she took hold of my hair, tugging on it with need. I growled into her and the tip of my tongue teased her so. My name was hot on her lips as I worked. I brought her close to the edge again and pulled away with a laugh. She didn’t seem too amused. She growled and slammed her hands into the mattress as I stood to pull down my jeans. Just as my cock sprang from my confines, rock hard, standing pink and veiny, Sunny sat up and wrapped her small hands around it. My knees almost gave out at the sudden contact. She took the opportunity to switch positions and now I sat on the edge of the bed. Her hands glided up and down my member so skillfully before her tongue met with my tip, leaking pre cum. She sucked at the tip a while before taking me whole in her mouth. The groan that tore from my throat was a little louder than I meant for it to be. “Jesus, sweetheart…” I managed to say as she made me a moaning mess. Her tongue dragged along the underside of my cock as she caressed my balls gently and it took everything in me not to cum right then and there. Just as that burn began to swell in the pit of my stomach, she ceased any further stimulation and kissed the tip with a cheeky wink. ‘Fuck…’ I thought with a massive huff.

She climbed my body like a tree, kissing her way up to my lips and I caressed her face gently. My member graced her slit ever so lightly and she moaned into me, basically teasing me as she rubbed her wetness onto me. Then she took hold of me, easing herself down onto me with an erotic sound escaping her lips. The words “please ride me” left my mouth before I could even think. And with that she began bouncing on top of me. I left my hands on her hips to give her more stability as she pleasured herself with my cock. My heart was about to rip out from my chest, it was beating so hard. I tried picking up my hips to meet her bounces but she placed both hands firmly on my chest and began to ride me into the night. I was seeing stars as she looked down at me. I reached out for her face as she rolled her body on mine, our moans mixing in with each other’s like music as she slowed down. I growled into her mouth as my hand came in harsh contact with her ass again and she gasped. “Bend over the desk, baby girl.” I told her in a low commanding tone. For once she did as she was told and sauntered over to the bare desk, wiggling her ass at me a little as she rested her palms flat on the wood. That’s when I noticed the tattoo of Japanese characters lined down her spine. That was enough motivation to get me going again.

I walked over to her, lifting one of her knees onto the surface of the desk, making her back arch perfectly. I slapped her ass again before driving into her roughly. My thrusts were needy and wanton as I rested my chin on her shoulder, grunting animalistically in her ear as the pitch of her moans grew higher and higher. I pressed her hips down into the desk as I felt myself hit her spot. And I knew I did when she squealed. I couldn’t stop. My name sounded like a prayer coming from her as I drove into her like mad, hitting that spot for her over and over again. I was nearing my end too. As she cried out, I felt her walls tighten around me and I let out an audible noise of satisfaction as that burn swelled in me again, spilling my seed deep into her as I let her milk me dry. I slowed my thrusts as a thin sheet of sweat appeared on my forehead. I was heaving as I rested my head on her shoulder and she laughed in exhaustion. ‘Best….sex….ever.’ I thought with a laugh of my own as I pulled out from her. She turned around and held my flushed face in her hands before placing a long, meaningful kiss on my lips. All I could do was smile and pull her close.

“I left my clothes in the dryer…” she chuckled. I snorted.

“That’s what you’ve got to say after we just…” I joked and she cracked up with the sweetest laugh. “I mean really. That was some pretty damn good sex and you just…” she laughed even harder and the beautiful smile on her face made me want to kiss her again. “You go get cleaned up, I’ll grab your clothes.” I told her, pushing her short curls off her forehead so I could press a kiss there. Then I pressed one on her cheek and the side of her neck with a pleased smile before gathering my clothes. I put on my jeans, not even caring about a shirt and rushed to get her clothes so that I could go back to her. When I came back, she was wearing that black dress again, curled up over the top of the comforter. Her eyes heavily lidded as she tried her best to stay awake for me. I smiled at her and set her freshly cleaned clothes down in a nearby chair before jumping on the bed next to her.

“Are you sleeping here tonight?” She asked me tiredly as her lashes fluttered over her cheeks. I nodded, stroking her curls and wrapping her small frame in my arms.

“If you don’t mind…” I replied. She gave an incoherent response as I watched her pass out in my embrace. I turned off the lamp beside the bed and just watched her sleep in the glow of the moonlight. I took this time wanting to remember every detail of her, knowing in the morning that she’d hate me for what I was about to do...

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pepsihave you been listening to the magnus archives. how is it how are you ^^

I’ve given it about 3 episodes now and I’m deeply hurt to find out that they’re British. I wasn’t warned about that… deeply unsettling. Past that I don’t find myself with much of an opinion on it really, I��m not enjoying it very much but I don’t like hate it. It’s unfortunate mainly because while the story telling isn’t bad and compelling in the moment I really don’t like the readers voice 😂 it’s grating and the cadence he speaks with just sounds like plastic popping in a microwave to me.

I might give it a bother episode or two but I think this one is gonna be a no for me… as usual podcasts fall flat for me 💔 more then all that tho I’m glad to see you’re enjoying yourself like crazy. Seeing you raving about it on my dash is nice and fills me with warmth because I was right about you listening to it the correct way. So regardless of everything else I still won. Also I’m sick rn so booo

[amandaj718]

Emmerdale Live and Organized - February 15, 2018

Welcome to the preshow! Well, yesterday was beyond awesome on many levels. I am in love. Now, I wait for next Thursday. I am NOT into Robert getting his heart broken by Aaron (even temporary). I think Alex is a bunny boiler. Sigh.

Almost there. ALMOST THERE.

Just got to get through stupid to get to the good.

Let’s crack on!

Violence? Must be Cain and Debbie related. *eye roll* BOOO!

David’s Grocery

Charity has gone away? Ok then? Vacation time for Emma?

Oh. Tracy got flowers from someone? Eek?

Jacob isn’t the problem. Put the fangs away.

Robert has the right to be confused right now. I’d be freaking confused if my ex who claimed was over me and screwing someone else was flirting with me all night. Trying to kiss me. So, yeah…ROBERT IS ALLOWED TO BE CONFUSED.

*PUTS ON BUBBLE WRAP JACKET* WHY IS THE PLOT DEVICE FUCKING RUINING MY HEARTFELT ROBRON TALK?!?!

Much like Emily, Steven can’t act either. OH. WAIT. Plot Device Acting School. THEY ARE ACUTALLY GENIUS AT WHAT THEY DO…IN PLOT DEVICE SCHOOL. *sorry not sorry*

DOES ANYONE GO TO SCHOOL?!?!

Gabby is trying and I love her for that.

Are lilies for funerals only? I’m not sure about that. *does research on flowers*

David. Shove it. Oh. You just realized that Tracy feels off about Phil? Seriously?

The Thomas Family

Sandy. My darling. I will miss you the most. Go enjoy your retirement. *Thumbs up* We all know that isn’t true. You are going to have some fun in the sun.

Moira’s Farm

Debbie. *EYE ROLL*

AWWWW! Some Cain and Isaac action.

The Café Crew

Sandy is adorable. More obvious statements to come. *wink* Sandy! Go with her! Have some fun. Adventure.

Is Faith just randomly standing around to talk to people in the café? *SNORT*

Gabby is handling this better than Adam did with Aaron. Good for her. I have a little bit of respect for her now. Um. Ok. A little respect. I think Liv doesn’t know and that is ok. At her age it is ok.

Tracy. I LOVE that my girl Tracy has a storyline! *HIGH FIVE*

The Hospital

Ross. Its ok. This is part of the grieving process. I’m giving him a pass on this. I understand feeling angry too. I’m angry for him.

I could give a flying frack about Debbie. Show me Ross struggling. Give me more Ross figuring himself out. Dross should die. DIE DROSS DIE. Give me Ross. Give me Ross and Victoria. Give me something with passion. Debbie fucking sucks. *GIVE ME ROSS AND VICTORIA YOU COWARDS*

Ross. ROSS. Honey. Baby. *PULLS OUT A NEW ROSS BUBBLE WRAP BLANKET* We are going to need this going forward. Mike is going a great job. I like when Ross isn’t an asshole full time. There are emotions under that smarmy exterior.

Debbie? BOO! Freaking hate this character. Yes. We know. She feels guilty. WE GET IT SHOW.

Oh Ross. Don’t apologize to her of all people. Ross. You have a long road ahead of you. God. Screw you show for making me care about Ross.

Ross is just bouncing around the stages of grief like a ping pong ball. I want to just hug him and let him cry or take him to a gym and punch a bag or two. I feel for Ross. *Screw you show* *Making me feel things for people* *HOW DARE YOU!* *Wink*

The Mill

God damnit. Quit being an asshole Aaron. God. YOU STARTED THIS.

See?!?! Look how far my baby has come! *cries a little* I’m so proud of Robert. He wouldn’t have handled that the same a year ago.

It all comes down to choices. I’ve been screaming about this for months now. I even put it in my fanfiction. ITS ALL ON AARON AND ITS HIS CHOICES.  

Aaron. You need to make the choice and I freaking know the choice won’t be right the first time around. Which breaks me for Roberts sake. Also, Robert should be giving him hell next Thursday. I better see that. Make Aaron work for it a bit.

God. I’m falling asleep. Alex/Steven are boring as fuck. *SNORE*

Aaron is only keeping Alex around because he feels bad for him. Can’t dump someone who killed another person. Again. Should I repeat this? Aaron only dated him because of Liv and Chas. Only made the meal for him because of Liv and now he feels bad for him, so he gets to stay. NONE OF AARONS REAL CHOICES. CHOICES YOU PEOPLE. CHOICES.

Liv/Jacob

Liv. Talk to someone. Jacob isn’t bad to talk to. Gabby isn’t either, but I know she is confused.

Awwww, he got her a card. Very sweet Jacob. Liv is a bit confused right now though. Nothing to do with you. Its Liv figuring out herself and it can be a beautiful, heartbreaking, and sweet journey. If Emmerdale does it right.

Gerry bashing by Jacob is making me laugh my ass off right now.

Here we go. Asexual storyline ahoy! Jacob is sweet. Letting her figure things out.  OH BOY> Gabby. Seriously. Not what it looks like.

Cain/Drug Dealer Simon

I am adding this section during the break between episodes. I don’t have much to say other than…this wasn’t needed. Cain. Let Debbie hang for her choices in life. Let her learn.  I hope Moira doesn’t find out. They just got back together. Let’s not be this way show. I have faith in you show. Be better than this storyline.

He no rat. *Goodfellas theme plays in the background*

Wouldn’t acid eat through plastic? Right. I was right. Look at me and my public school education. I’m smart. Simon is not.

Yeah. This will work out just fine. *rolls eyes*

The Pub Crew

Robert has so much hope because of how Aaron is acting and what he is saying. His smile. He little ‘Seb’ wiggle as he talks about Aaron.

*GRABS A HUGE BUBBLE WRAP BLANKET* Aaron sucks monkey butt.

I don’t want to see Robert’s heart broken again. I don’t at all. It is making me angry now. I know in a week Aaron will finally stop being such an a-hole but until then…my boy is hurting.

Dottie is adorable. Getting so big on us! *giggles* *babies* *adorable*

OH no. Gabby. Its not what it looks like! Seriously.

Yeah sure. Aaron is now cold again to Robert. I swear. Not the way to handle any of this Aaron. You suck. SUCK. MONKEY. BUTT.

Is Paddy…Team Robert? WHAT IS GOING ON?!?! What is happening? I’m so confused and scared. Someone needs to come pick me up!

Oh god. Geez. Stop crying and screaming all the freaking time Debbie. YOU JUST SUCK. ADMIT THE SUCKAGE. YOU ARE SUCKING MY PATIENCE OUT OF MY BODY RIGHT NOW. *that was dirty* *sorry*

I’m so sick of her. SO SICK OF DEBBIE DINGLE.

‘It’s Just Speculation!’

As per usual: Stay off the message boards, respect each other’s opinions, breathe, reboot and eat a Snickers. If you want to talk theory or the show come on over to my Tumblr @amandaj718. Appreciate what I write? Buy me a cup of coffee over at my blog, Amanda Jane’s Randomly Organized Pop!

Until next time, see you around in Emmerdale!