#if i had a nickel for everytime a game i loved came back with a book adaption I'd have two nickles - which isn't a lot but it's weird it -

[killyourrdarlingss]

Adds 'legacy of kain coming back in graphic novel form' to the list of things that's completely taken me by surprise this year of batshit things

[sagau-my-beloved]

I love we now made venti a potential hitman, like he’s so eager to kill for the all creator just to get attention, just imagine on the rare occasion you send him to kill some boss guy that been a nuisance for a while. Like on the outside to the public your the gentle all loving god. but in the shadows you have a team of your most loyal followers willing to kill people that you send out to take care of stubborn nuisance that refuse to make peace with you after giving them every offer you can. I imagine childe would be on the team of course, but also surprisingly, venti would too, like seriously, you a big bad boss guy that has unknowingly pissed off the all creator and this bard dude is sent to kill you? Only to come back to him master covered in blood and smiling cheerfully. Just, pure all creator secretly has a dark hitman unit she uses. She’s not all pure.

Really I mean what desperate acolyte wouldn't kill for the creator, I can't imagine there would be a lot

If we're talking about who all would be a willing hitman for their divine grace, all the Archons immediately make the checklist and also all the characters who have caused a death before, so obviously Childe's there, like a few different times

I'm just saying it would be really funny if the list looked like this

1: Childe

2: Venti

3: Tartaglia

4: Zhongli

5: Ajax

6: Ei

7: The 11th harbinger

Etc.

But something's just weirdly wholesome about the image of Venti covered thoroughly in blood, happily trotting back on his merry way to gush to his beloved how good he was for them, smiling and blushing as you clean up his face with a wet washcloth and he recounts the death in explicit detail, then you give him a lil kiss on the forehead for a job well-done

Que Childe pouting in the corner cause he didn't get a lil kiss

Anyway, yeah, it really is unrealistic to expect dear creator to just be all happy-go-lucky "let's solve this with the power of friendship!" when they literally came from our world, which is not notorious for having a lot of conflict solved in that manner

I mean at some point you just have to call it and resort to the secondary option, ie. murder

And who is a better helper than the drunk innocent bard, who looks as if the very worst he could bring himself to do is maybe steal a few sips of wine from unsuspecting patrons when they finally blackout after a long night

Realistically, if word ever got out to the general public that some 'less than innocent' things were going on behind the scenes, they would be relatively fine with it, I mean you have the right to enact divine judgment on whoever you see fit of course, and the fact that you're so loving and caring and pure on the outside only helps emphasize that everything you do is justified for one reason or another

And also what are the harbingers if not a team of 'problem solvers', I mean let's be real here, the game already has a canonical hitman team loyal to a divine power that everyone seems generally ok with, so you really wouldn't have to worry too heavily about that, your word is absolute after all

But if word did get out, there would suddenly be a very long list of people that want to join your elite hitman team, just saying, the line would be out the door

Then you'd probably have some of them claiming that they're actually better than the harbingers because they're loyal to a higher divine power, and then there's just Childe there who has to nervously sweat in the corner for being a part of both

Poor guy always gets swept up in divine hitman teams for some reason, if I had a nickel for everytime—

Anyway yeah, feral characters covered in blood and ready to kill 👌, more of that in fiction pls, we deserve it

[flying-nightwing]

Fluff Alphabet - Jason Todd

Hello guys! This is my first alphabet because I saw everyone do it and i wanted in. I took this alphabet. I had a lot of fun to indulge in Jason, because well. Do I need to explain? 

Anyhow, enjoy this little thing inspired by my feelings for Jason Todd!

Disclaimer: This is my vision of the character and in no way an universal truth

Check out my masterlist in bio // pinned!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Your eyes. Jason could get lost in them by a simple glance. They say eyes are the windows to the soul, and he found it to be very true the second he met you. He will sometimes doubt he’s worth your love, but your gaze is enough to reassure him at every turn. He also can’t get enough of that spark that lights up when he makes you laugh, it draws him in. Your eyes are so kind and loving, the rest doesn’t really matter to him.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Let’s be truthful here, Jason is terrified of having kids. Everytime the discussion gets even close to the topic of family, he gets vivid images of his own father with him and it fills him with dread that he'll end up just like him. Then, he thinks about his lifestyle and how just being the Red Hood (or having been, as a matter of fact) could endanger his family. But I think deep down he craves having a family, having kids (whether they’re biologically his or adopted), because he’s just that natural caring person.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Continuing on that natural caring person wave, Jason will usually cuddle as the big spoon. His large frame makes it ridiculously easy for himself to wrap around you completely, and he loves to see you curled up around him, safe and comfortable in his arms. He likes to know he’s shielding you from any potential danger, it just eases his conscience. But sometimes he’ll have a bad day, or a rough patrol, and he’ll wordlessly slip in your hold in bed. It surprises you every time how small he can make himself, with his head on your chest above your heart and latched around your waist holding for dear life. Then, he’ll rely on you to make him feel safe, and he’ll fall asleep like that (he also likes when you play with his hair when he gets like that).

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Jason is insanely romantic, nobody can prove me otherwise. With the amount of novels and books he read, it would be hard not to know how to be an exemplary lover. However, doing grand gestures in public and/or expensive shits is not his style. So it isn’t rare to come back home from your job after a tough week, to see Jason lighting up candles on a rose petals covered table, smiling at you and telling you to get changed in your pajamas and relax a bit before he finishes cooking (probably one of you favourite meals, or something new he knows you’ll like to surprise you). Dancing on your building’s rooftop or driving outside the city to take a walk under the stars are also his ideas of dates. It’s always something private and meaningful and a proof Jason is a hopeless romantic.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“You are my reason to keep going on.” I believe at some point after he came back from the dead, Jason had a really hard time finding a reason to keep living (finding out he was replaced as Robin, that Batman didn’t kill the joker, etc…). He was in a really dark place and numb to everything. But then, he met you and suddenly life wasn’t so terrible. After a while, he even finds himself excited to get up in the morning (or early afternoon if he’s been on a long patrol) and smiling at random times. He wants to make an effort for you, because you deserve his best self and the least he can do is try (you still love him at his worst though, and he still can’t wrap his head around it but he’s insanely grateful for it).

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

One night, Jason woke up in sweats and screaming his lungs out. He had a nightmare where you were kidnapped and tortured by the joker the way he was; it was the first time you were the victim in his nightmares (usually it was faceless people or himself, and even sometimes his brothers. But never you). He found himself wanting to have you in his arms, needing to have you in his arms, and that’s how he knew it wasn’t just a crush anymore, that he was in deep with you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

People have this misconception that Jason is rough, judging by the everything about him. But you would have never foreseen him to be so delicate and gentle with you. He is very strong and can be rash sometimes, but with his lover, he is always careful. He has enough pain and hurt in his life there is now way he’d put the most important person in his life through that. You have to almost beg him to be rough with you, and he’ll only let go if he’s 100% sure you’re okay with it.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Absolutely. He’s not big on PDA but he always wants to hold your hand, especially in public. He can get uncomfortable if there are too many people around, and the little subconscious squeezes of your hand never fails to bring him back to reality and help him focus on you instead of feeling trapped. Also he’s afraid of losing you in a crowd, even if he’s tall and could spot you easily. So yeah, his hand in yours is a constant.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Depends on how you met really. It’s hard to say really, he might have seen you as an angel, or as a simple acquaintance until he discovered your character and you grew on him. He’s a versatile boy in the people he falls for.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Not jealous per say, but insecure. Everytime he sees you talking with someone who seems to be (subconsciously or not) flirting with you, he gets this feeling you’ll suddenly realize you could do much better than him and leave him for someone less broken, less messed up than him. It creeps in his chest and hurts like a heart attack, and it only dies down when you inevitably come back in his arms and look at him like he’s your world. Then, the storm dies and he knows he at least got one more day with you. And as much as the idea of Jealous Jason showing you who you belong to (wink wink) is appealing, I don’t think it would happen unless it has been established both of you were into that kind of foreplay and he knows for sure you’re in for the long haul with him. Then it becomes a game rather than an actual insecurity thing.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Jason’s kisses are soft and wholesome. You can feel every ounce of love and admiration he has for you, and even if they do get emotional or even dominant at some points, it’s never forecefull. Who initiated the first kiss is nebulous, I think it was more of a mutual thing than an unilateral decision. I like to think it happened in a magnet effect, where both parties met halfway because Jason is a very respectful person in general (except if you piss him off for real) and he wouldn’t make you uncomfortable by kissing you without your consent.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

It’s gotta be you. Jason, who’s afraid of saying it and getting rejected/mocked would definitely not want to get his feet wet first (what if you laugh? What if you leave?). He will show it in his way, but he’d wait for you to say the words first. But once it’s out there? Hooty hoot. He’ll say it like a mantra. He’ll never ever stop saying it at every occasion he gets. 

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

At the fair in your city. Spending the afternoon going from attraction to attraction, having fun in the small roller coaster you were pretty sure was one heavy loaded train away from toppling down. After sun down, you went from game booth to game booth, collecting small and colorful stuffed animals and eating everything sugary and fat you could get your hands onto. You were convinced you could beat the rigged shoot the duck game, and when you couldn’t, Jason stepped in and absolutely made the smug smirk drop from the guy’s face. You walked away with a giant Panda, sleepy as hell after you sugar rush, and Jason had to carry you out of the car bridal style. That picture you took on top of the ferris wheel is on his nightstand and is his favourite possession of his. 

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

No, he’s not that kind of guy. I think he’s much more into meaningful acts and gestures than buying your love. He would sometimes spoil you if the occasion came to it, but I don’t think he’d be the type to open up his wallet as a demonstration of love.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Aqua blue. No other reason than the fact it’s probably the color the most opposite to red. While he absolutely loves to see you wear red things (it drives him crazy in the sweetest way), he doesn’t want to associate you with the darkest part of him. You’re the beautiful blue to his glaring red, because you’re the best thing in his life and he wants to outline and highlight you out as much as possible.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

I don’t think he has a signature pet name, he probably uses one that fits with the object of his affections and the history he has with them. He’d also be mindful of what you like and don’t like, and adjust them accordingly. 

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Libraries. The old ones that smell of paper and leather. The ones with the shelves that climb up to the wall and the old worn seats that are just perfect to sit into and read for hours. Jason loves a calm environment and a quiet victorian library does the trick just well.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Read, cuddles, adult cuddles... ;) I think Jason likes rainy days because it gives him an excuse to spend time with you at home. He’d probably bake something in the afternoon and you might or might not turn it into a flour war, make a mess in the kitchen but make a bonding activity of cleaning it up after (he and you know when to be kids and when to be mature and you both respect the line, and that’s why it’s so fun). Rainy days are domestic days and nothing is more pure or adorable than domestic Jason. It’s a hill I’ll die on. 

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

That’s a tricky one, because when Jason spirals down he has trouble getting out by himself. But when you are down, Jason will go to hell and back to make sure you feel better. He’ll cook you your favourite thing, skip patrol to stay by your side, do a dumb tik tok dance to put a smile on your face or hear you laugh. He’d be attentive to your needs and do everything in his power to help you.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Everything. Jason is a smart boy, he’d enjoy either talking about art, or about larger questions in the universe, or maybe about the birds that made a nest outside. Jason is incredibly easy to talk to when he’s receptive to the person talking to him, and that surprises anyone who knows him on the surface or less. 

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Massages, but only by you. He trusts you, he is as comfortable as he can get with you seeing him shirtless with his scars (no professional masseur/se will ever get up close to him), and with you touching him in perhaps more sensitive or vulnerable places. He’d close his eyes and let involuntary moans when you’d unknot the tension in his muscles (and you’d secretly enjoy having such a force of nature all putty and soft under your hands). Then it’d be cuddle time and he would be relaxed as he’s ever been.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

That’s simple: you. You’re his beautiful partner, the only one he has eyes for, so the world should see how great you are. He’d find a way to place you in every conversation, whether it would be to point out that hey, you can do that too, or because he just can’t shut up about you. That earns him infinite teasing from his family on how soft he is for you, but he can’t bring himself to care because he loves you so much. 

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Jason wanted to marry you, and you had talked about it enough as a couple that he knew you wanted it too. But he wanted to wait for the right moment and he couldn’t plan that. The proposal probably happened at an unexpected moment, like when you tried to make him soup when he got injured and ended up messing it up bad. You came back to the couch and apologized to him profusely, and with stars in his eyes he asked you to marry him. Or when one of his enemies tried to take you while taking out the trash, but you chucked the garbage bag AND the metal lid to them, and Jason got down on one knee the second you finished recounting the story, out of breath from running back inside. The wedding was a private affair (Roy was his best man) somewhere quiet and meaningful, without too many artifices or big set up. It was perfect for you two.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

This is a hard one. I feel like Jason would be into soul/jazz, in the style of Marvin Gaye, Nat King Cole or Frank Sinatra. To some extent he is a very old school person, and I believe music is one of the topics that falls into that old school side of him. It’s just a feeling, it’s how I imagine Jason. Unforgettable by Nat King Cole would be his to-go song when it comes to you. 

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Oh yea. Jaybird’s got the ring in mind as soon as he knew you were the one. See Wedding above.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

I don’t think he’d want a pet, because he can be absent often, or he wouldn’t have enough time. But if he’d have to, he’d get a cat, I think. Walking a dog morning and night would get a little bit much, especially since sometimes he might have trouble getting out of bed after patrol. But a cat, a rescue stubborn older cat who has seen others, that would be a match. The cat would be distant at first, but one morning he’d wake up with his grump of a feline curled beside his pillow and purring, or after a rough day the cat would bring him its toy and Jason would just. Cry. Because this little creature became his friend. And it’s so pure. (Also Jason building cat trees and climbing installations for the cat? Satisfying image).

[duvetsandpillows]

Lando Norris Fluffy A-Z

A = Attractive: what do they find attractive about the other?

He love your eyes, the moment your eye locked with his, he knew that you were the one, he had never seen such bright beautiful eyes. He is sure he saw them literally sparkle.

B = Baby: do they want a family? why/why not?

One day definitley but not for a few years. You two are practically kids yourself.

C = Cuddle: how do they cuddle?

He loves to be little spoon but he would never admit that to anyone. In public he always has an arm around your waist, keeping you close to him.

D = Dates: what are dates with them like?

For your first date Lando took you out to Top Golf and then for ice cream. During the season you don’t see each other that much so dates tend to be takeout and movies.

E = Everything: “you are my ____” (e.g my life, my world…)

You are my princess.

F = Feelings: when did they know they were falling in love?

He fell head over heels when he met you and those feelings only grew stronger everytime you spoke to him, to the point where he’d be a stuttering mess. It got to the point where you were the one to make the first move.

G = Gentle: are they gentle? If so, how?

Lando was as gentle as he could be with you. However when it came to in general he was quite clumsy and would brek a lot of things or hurt himself.

H = Hand/Hold: how do they like to hold? how do they like to hold hands?

He isn’t the biggest fan of holding hands. He prefers having an arm round your waist or shoulder.

I = Impression: first impression/s

He thought you were the coolest woman in the world. He immediately got self concious that you would think he was a loser and was very shocked when you asked if he wanted to hang out with you later.

J = Joker: are they into pulling pranks?

You loved to scare each other, jumping out of closets, hiding under beds ect, you had a small compertition to see how was easier to scare.

K = Kisses: how do they kiss?

When out in public he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead but when you’re alone he loves to kiss your lips. He loves how plump and soft they are.

“Kissing you is like kissing a cloud of happiness.”

L = Love: who says I love you first?

Lando had come back from Belgium and went straight to your flat. You were acting off with him and he didn’t know why. He sat down with you on the sofa and took your hands in his.

“You’re just gonna leave me in a month or so for a model or something now you’re an F1 driver.

“I love you more than you could ever imagine baby. It’s me and you against the world.

M = Memory: their favourite moment together

You had spent the night gaming together. It started with Lando teaching you how to drive his simulator. with you desperately trying to do a better lap time than him. After a couple hours you swtitched to fifa and you ended up beating him but Lando was adament that he let you win because he was a gentleman.

N = Nickel: do they spoil? do they buy the person they love everything?

He doesn’t really spoil you with possessions but he spoils you with memories, days out, weekends away. He spoils you with all the time he devotes to you.

O = Orange: what colour reminds them of their other half?

Purple. The day he met you, your eyemake was a light smoky purple look. Everytime he sees that shade his first thought is of you.

P = Pet names: what pet names do they use?

My love, Baby, Mush

Q = Quaint: what is their favourite non-modern thing?

He enjoys drawing. Whether it’s helmet designs, random doodles or portraits of you. If he wasn’t gaming he almost always had a pencil in is hand.

R = Rainy Day: what do they like to do on a rainy day?

You would always go on long drives together when it rained. You would take a map out and choose a random town you’d never heard of and would set off exploring, taking turns at driving and at times getting lost.

S = Sad: how do they cheer themselves/each other up

Lando gets very quiet and to himself when he is feeling down. He will beat himself up over whatever it is wrong, no matter how small it is. As soon as you notice you pull him into a hug. Eventually he will tell you what is wrong, after you persuaded him to tell you. He always thought he was bothering you, You two en up scrolling through memes finding ones that make him giggle.

T = Talking: what do they love to talk about?

He loves talking about his family. He is very close with them even though he doesn’t get to see them a lot due to them having very busy schedules, you love seeing him happy he gets when he gets off the phone with one of his siblings and tells you what they’ve been up to.

U = Unencumbered: What helps them relax?

He loves to play with your hair. He is determined to learn how to plait so he can give you funky hair.

V = Vaunt: what do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

Lando isn’t the keenest in showing off. The only think he does is his helmet designs that he has created for races.

W = Wedding: when, how, where do they propose?

You’re both still young so it wasn’t really on your minds but Lando knew that one day he would make you his wife.

X = Xylophone: What’s their song?

Stop it by Fisher. Ever since that radio check it’s become yours and Lando’s boogie song.

Y = You’re the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

You’re the milk to my mug.

Z = Zebra: if they wanted a pet, what pet would they get?

Neither of you have the time for pets at the moment but you’ve been desperate for a dog, to which Lando ended up giving in and bought you a German Shepherd puppy for Christmas.

[yeahyoume]

    Have you ever wondered to yourself  what you would do if you found the "perfect lady"? Have you ever wondered to yourself what it would be like to have the sexiest woman in the room with her legs wrapped around you in the bathroom of  some shit corner bar where everyone wants to fuck her?  Have you ever found yourself daydreaming about a woman so perfect, you thought she could never exist ? Yeah, well, I used to be just like you until this fire of a woman entered my life. When I say fire, I mean like a fucking blast furnace. I'll put it to you this way, it's like my entire soul , being,  every emotion and sexual desires have been soaked in gasoline for 40yrs and then Gwyen was the spark that lit me on fire.

    The first time I laid eyes on Gwyen was  about 10 or 11yrs ago.  I was at local pub with my fiance at the time, yeah, I was engaged then, more about that later on.  Anyway, prior to this night, I heard of this woman named Gwyen and how sexy she was, top notch personality , etc etc. Everytime I would hear about this woman through locals just talking I would think, shut the fuck up no like that exsits.  Then as I'm standing in front of the jukebox waiting for a drink I felt someone tap me on the shoulder , "Yo Mark, I want to introduce you to my cousin, Gwen!"  I turned around and I just stopped, my face probably went to "holy shit" . I could not fucking believe who was standing in front me.  She was probably 5'2 or 5'4, this reddish hair that was definitely about to light me on fire and her eyes, Jesus Christ her eyes! Are they blue? Are they fucking green? I couldn't tell  but they were absolutely stunning. Athletic built , just superior she was. Wearing a low cut vneck t-shirt, no bra and her nipples were staring at me as if they knew what my tongue was wanting to do.  "Hi, nice to meet you , Mark!" Her smile was so bright it made me feel special immediately.  I smiled right back at her and I think she knew what I was thinking.  After a quick hello and hand shake she turned to play a song on the jukebox and there it was, her ass. Now, understand , I'm an "ass man" and I mean I LOVE a woman's ass. There she was, her back turned to me and she's flipping through songs, putting her weight on one leg and then the other , switching back and forth making her ass wiggle just enough to start to turn me on, right there at the fucking jukebox .  She looked over her shoulder , just to see where her cousin went and she smiled at me again, then she looked at my cock, she smiled even bigger . Holy fuck, I had a hard-on!  Since I'm not exactly a "small guy"  but known to stretch a few in my time, she now saw the outline of my cock through my jeans. Right there at that moment the sexual tension was like I just got out of jail and I couldn't wait to slip my cock into my waiting princess. Because of me feeling like a douchebag since my fiance was there, I had to turn my attention back to our group of friends. I couldn't help but often turn to look in her direction and I would notice she did the same. Wow, I never had this feeling before, ever. Sure, I've seen beautiful woman and immediately thought I like to fuck her , but this, this was different.  This was a desire to know who she was, to know what makes her tick, what it would be like to feel her wet pussy accept my rock hard dick,  all at the same time. This was crazy! So the night ended and just like that, I never saw her again.

A few yrs later, we ran into each other at the liquor store and wow, all those feelings I mentioned before came back like a raging bull! We had some small talk and I would call it "fuck me flirting" on my end anyway. We went our separate way and then  she was gone again. I would see her in pics on social media and stuff like that but that was it, she was my personal Houdini. Then I heard through the grapevine that she got married, had child and was leading a great life. Well, fuck me then. 

    Now, let's fast forward to the present day, which would be 10yrs later or so. Since this time, I've been divorced and out of a 8yr relationship, a free man with no fucks to give.  A friend tells me about how Gwyen is unhappy in her marriage, struggling to stay with her husband etc. One thing leads to another and I think, "well Mark, send her a message and see what happens." I'm a confident man, I know what I bring to the table. If you deserve the world, I'll give you the universe , if you need to be told "get fucked" , well I won't hesitate. So, I did just that, I sent the message. I made up some bullshit reason for sending her a private message on Facebook.  She answered and enthusiastically I may add.  I couldn't fucking believe it!  We had some small talk a few times via messaging which then led to exchanging phones numbers. Messaging turned into texts, turned into phone calls (when she could since she was still in the house with her husband).  

    At first the conversations were like we were trying to get to know one another, gain some trust. It was playful , I felt like a teenager again with her. As the conversations progressed  it turned to more like, I'll say adult like chat. When I say adult chat, I mean she asked me to say something dirty to her, I was taken back and yet so fucking excited that she asked that, I thought "you better bring your " A" game Marko , it's showtime!" I have never ever done something like this, ever. So I did, I sent her a few hot, very erotic messages, they were getting so hot that I would start jerking off writing them to her , she fucking loved it. Then, THEN that's when I got ballsy and said fuck it , here comes a dick pic Gwyen , hope you like it!  Let's just say, she did. Then she returned one to me and my God, she was more gourgeous than I even imagined, standing in front of her mirror, topless with these perfect nickel sized nipples, hair in a pony tail and a look of seduction on her face.

    We would talk almost everyday from there on out. We would talk about everything in life, get a little frisky and then talk about life agian. This went on for weeks. Through these conversations, spilling our guts out to one another, not only did I want to fuck her like it was my last day on earth, but I wanted to hold her hand and be the one who told her "everything will always be ok". Fucking weird , right? What was this I was experiencing? 

Through out our messaging and calls, she asked what kind of music I listen to, I told her pretty much everything. Music is a way for me to connect to my emotions, my desires , the moment and so on. She asked me to send her some of the music I listen to. The very first song I sent was, Roses by The Chainsmokers , I thought (and still do) think that is a very sexual song, Everytime I heard it I would think of her. She also loves that song, little did I know. To this day when it comes on, my mind rewinds at warp speed to her and the first time our lips touched. (Feel free to go ahead and put the song in, I guarantee you want to fuck the person next to you immediately).

These in-depth , intimate conversations went on for a long time without seeing each other, at all. Kinda sounds like a cat fish story, but that it was not. This woman was becoming a part of my soul, my heart and I couldn't get a grasp on that, nevermind the whole her being married part, I was dying inside just to talk to her face to face, eyes looking at eyes.

Then my dream came true, I was invited to have a few drinks with her sister and herself. I had to think for a moment, "are you gonna do this? What's gonna happen? Holy fucking shit yes I want to go, I didn't give 2 fucks about anyone else but her and I.

We decided on a place to go, the 3 of us. I got there first, the friggin anticipation was killing me. It was only me, the bar keep and 3 other people there and then the door opened. It was them, first her sister and then her. There it was, that smile, just as bright as it was 10yrs prior. We said hello, gave a little friendly hug and sat and ordered some drinks, beer for me and her sister, vodka and cranberry for her.

We sat and drank for a while, talking, laughing, discussing our pasts, people we mutually know blah blah blah. The whole time I was a nervous little fucker, "am I saying the right things, is she in to me, why is she here , dear God don't let me fuck this up! " Ya know, all the normal shit that goes through your head when you're into someone. She was just as sweet, kind and sexy in person as in the texts. See, no cat fish here.

Her sister decides it was time for her to get on the road back home. Gwyens sister drove them both there. She turns and asks me, would you be able to get Gwyen back to her car later. "Absolutely" I said. Holy shit, it's now just gonna be us two. But then, Gwyen yes why don't you take me to my car now. My heart kinda slowed, disappointment started to set in, "is this it? Did I say something wrong? Oh, just shut the fuck and take her to her car" I said to myself. " Sure, no problem, I replied

    We said our good byes to sis, I was warned to take good care of her. I opened the car door for her , she seemed surprised. I smiled and said "what?" Lol. She replied that no one has ever done that for her before. Well I told her, not everyone is me.

We started to drive towards her car which actually was only 4 blocks away. She told me, "keep driving, I love talking to you". So I did. Now, I wasn't sure what to do, my head was telling me to be a gentleman but my hard-on was telling me other wise. I always try to be a gentleman because that's what a true man should be. "Treat her like a lady in the streets, and a freak in the sheets".

We were driving for maybe 20 mins and she turns and says, "find a parking spot so we could talk and I could look at you". I found the closest , most secluded area I could and parked. We turned to each other , we smiled for a few secs. No radio on, no traffic on the street, just me, her and our throbbing sexual desires for one another. Her face got serious, and she softly whispers, "are you going to kiss me?" I didn't hesitate for a split second. We closed in on each other's lips, starring into each other's eyes and our lips touched. First it was intimate, then quicky became like 2 horny teenagers in dad's car. I softly nibbled on her lower lip while I took my hands and gently cupped her face and pulled her in harder so our tongues could feel one another. We slowly circled each other's. My cock was throbbing, I may have came a little I was so excited. I could feel her hips start to move as of she was grinding her pillow before bed. She stared to raise herself up, like you would do if you want someone to undress you. And then, she pulled away and looked at me as if she was frighteed. Oh fuck I thought. She said "we should stop, I'm fucking married , I'm so sorry". I understood, I'm a human being with feelings and emotions and try to understand everyone else's. I gave her a hug and made sure she knew she was safe with me and it never had to go any further. She thanked me. Then I dropped her off at her car.

Once I got home , I got text from Gwyen asking me if i regretted it, I said absolutely not and that I loved every second of it. She sent another text saying "I've never ever been kissed liked that, it was intense." I smiled and thought , maybe there would be a second one.

The next day I woke up feeling like a new man, a different man, but new none the less. At this point in our friendship or whatever you want to call it, we would text in morning and throughout the day. I recieved an unexpected text from Gwyen stating she's on her way to my house, by this time she was probably already there, we didn't live far from each other. I ran downstairs and sure as shit, there she is at my front door. I let her in not knowing what to expect. She said , "after last night I just needed to see you again". Wow, she was really into me I thought". I replied that I felt the same. She said I should show her around my house. As we made our way up the stairs , by her direction may I add, her ass was just inches from my face, it took everything I had not to bend her over right there and stick my tongue into her. She said, " so this is the bedroom" and without hesitation she laid in my bed and pulled me on top. We kissed like we never stopped from the night before. My hands roamed her body as if they never felt a woman before, her hands clawing at my back. I sat up for a second, she asked if we should wait, I said no. I started to unbutton her shorts as she undid mine. She lifted her hips up and I slid her shorts off, she wasn't wearing panties. There she was, this beautiful woman, with her legs spread open , her pussy was already soaked and glisening and then she took my pants off. She whispered to me, "please fuck me with your huge cock but be gentle" and she guided all 8 inches of me into her. It took a few slow thrusts to get inside of her but once I did, that was it. It was like 2 lost souls finding each other. I could feel her shaking as her pussy pumped from excitement, my cock was harder than a piece of steel as she slid on it. She shouted, "I'm cumming!" I couldn't last long after that and I told her I was going to cum, she said "please don't pull out, I want to feel your cock pump me full of you." So I did exactly what she asked.

When we were finished, sticky, wet and the smell of sex in the air was enough to keep us both smiling. It was a hot summer day in May that I will never forget. That was the day my life changed forever.

She had leave soon after because she was suppose to be running errands. I had to sit down and really take in what I just experienced. It wasn't just a great organism, it was something much deeper. It was like a spiritual thing going on. I felt complete, finally fulfilled. She was the one I was looking for this whole time. Charlie Puth - one call away.

Did I mention she was a school teacher? Well, if that doesn't make her even more hot, I don't know what will. She really loved when I would send her dirty texts and pics through her school day. I would be able to get her pussy so wet from a juicy text or a straight up cock pic , fully hard and ready to explode.

The one day she came to my house before going home, walked in my door with this cute little sundress on. I walked right up to her with authority , no words were exchanged, I just took her, turned her face forward to the wall and spread her legs. I pulled that sundress up and quickly slid my cock from her clit to the top of her ass and then right into her soaking wet pussy. I thrusted myself into her makingr her know I was there. She bent over even more and picked her ass up just enough for her to be on her tippy toes. With every plunge of my cock I watched her perfect ass jiggle and hear my balls slapping off her clit. I held both her arms in my one hand against the wall and I slowly circled her clit with my other hand all while fucking her the way she wanted to be fucked. We were both right where we were suppose to be, surrendering to one another, like raging animals just thristing for each other. When I finally came in her, she turned to me, grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me. As she walked away I could see a trail of cum in the inside of her thigh. Fuck that was sexy. Omi - fireworks

We would chat as often as possible through out the day, but see each other as often as she could. The time went by slow when I wasn't with her or talking to her. She was all I could think about. Everything in my life was going the right way, good job, decent place to live, nice car, a bit money stashed away, she was the missing puzzle piece for me. I was so excited I would danced around the house to music. Cue - Flo Rida Blow My Whistle

I recall the one day I told her how beautiful she was and she replied immediately that it's been years since someone told her that. I was fucking floored by that statement. I thought, how dare someone be so self centered and be an inconsiderate prick not to tell her all the time how gorgeous she was! I thought, fuck this! I'll make sure she knows she beautiful and nothing short of that. This beautiful gem of a woman, with compassion, giving, sensitivity, a golden heart be let down by all the douchebags she's had in her life. I actually had to sit for a moment and think , why do I feel this way. So angry that she didn't feel beautiful, didn't feel appreciated etc. Then I knew. I was in love with her. Our intimate conversations, our deep understanding of each other and the trust we had right out of the box plus the ridiculous sexual urges we had for each other all added up to this one moment enlightenment. It was love.

"Jesus Christ , Mark you can't tell her that, she's still married and its way too soon to pop that on her." So, I went online visited some underwear shops and picked out something I though she'd like and purchased it. She stopped by my house the one day just to say hi, she couldn't come in so I met her in my alley and gave her the gift. Inside was a little note that said "you should always feel beautiful." She started to cry because no one has ever done that before, thought about her. I was like holy fuck, what is wrong with men. She should be treat like a queen and that's what I wanted to do. Thomas Rhett - Die a happy man.

She sent me a pic of her in her new, sexy as fuck underwear along with the song- Keep my hands to myself - Selena Gomez. It drove me crazy

She knew I wasn't that big on cooking, I was eating shit out of a box that was microwavable. She would take time out of her night just to bring me dinner. I couldnt believe that. Someone thought about me! Are we really this lucky to find each other? So the one night she decided to bring some dinner she cooked, when she came into my home, I couldn't help my self, I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me and I set her in the kitchen counter. My heart was pounding, not only with sex on the mind but I really loved this woman. I pulled the black leggings off her like unwrapping a present and just forced my dick inside her. I was so deep I could see my cock moving in her stomach. She held into me with such strength and tightness as if she never wanted to let go. I was thinking , maybe she loves me.

Actions always speak louder than words for me. Words mean shit because we all say bullshit nonsense that we don't mean at times. Let someone do whatever they want and then watch their actuons, that's my modo. She would find time to see me, call , text whatever. Actions.

Gwyen had to go out of town for a weekend, something with teaching during the summer. She asked if I would come and see her one day. It was a 2hr drive and I didn't give a fuck, I get to see her. So I drove down on that Friday night and picked her up at her hotel. She was standing with her coworker. I was like "oh shit, snagged". I forget her friend's name, but she peaked her head inside my car and said " so, you're him. I knew there was something up! You are what I picture her with." Then she walked away. Gwyen got in and said, "well that cat is outta the bag." But she wasn't worried, girl code I guess.

We got to have dinner together for the first time. We sat and talked. Gwyen said something to me that no one ever ever said to me "I can listen to you talk forever". Here I thought I was a blabbing idiot, but she really enjoyed my company, our conversations etc. Wow. So i had to take her back to the hotel, it was raining that night. We parked and she said, "jump in the back" and like a trained German Shepard i leaped back there. She came back with me, we couldn't control ourselves any longer that night. She was wearing a romper, she loves those things, no underwear, so I tore the crotch out of them and fucked her just like I loved her. Her hands were on the glass, pushing herself on my cock like it belonged to her, it did. When she got out she smiled and wanted to say something, but she just ran to the door in the rain. I wanted to walk her to her room but her other co workers couldn't see me. I drove 2hrs home thinking, this is the girl for me.

There were so many special features with Gwyen. I wanted her more and more and more. She said that the time for her marriage to end was coming soon, so I held on. It was scary, frustrating and disappointing at times but I really wanted her in my life, all the time. Our connection was so real and pure it was nerving.

She made the jump one night and decided she wanted to stay over at my place. I was so excited, I made sure the house was perfect , had all the wine she could drink , the lightening, I wanted it to be perfect. When she showed up, it was like she came home to me after a days work, it was comforting. We talked, drank, watch movies. It was great. She then started to rub my cock under the blankets. I thought, here we go. I picked her up and put her in the floor. I started to kiss her neck and lightly lick little circles just under her ear. I made my way down to those link perfect nipples and just sucked on one at a time. I went down further to her belly area , she started to rub the top of my head but I grabbed her hands and held them to her belly, I felt her legs open even wider. As I worked my way down to the top of her pussy, I could feel her breathing getting heavier and heavier. I was so close to her that she could feel my breath on her dripping wet pussy. I made sure to hold her tight so she could move nor could she touch me, she went wild as I could see her stomach twiching. I licked her clit for second, just to tease her and then kissed the inner thigh by the labia while holding her arms tight. Once I started to circle around her labia once or twice ,I knew it was time to opened her up with my tongue just to hear her moan in satisfaction. I stopped a few times to gently lick her clit and insert my middle finger in her at the same time. I used my tongue to cover every inch of her perfect womanhood. I was inserting my tongue inside her while I took one hand and softly pinched her nipples and that's when she started to grind on my face because she was cumming. I sucked on her clit for a few moments and then she started cumming right in my mouth , just how I wanted her to. As soon as she orgasmed, she pushed me on my back, and took my cock right inside her mouth and tried to get the whole thing in. I was so hard it was actually pulsating with my heart beat. I came so fast in her, I couldn't help it, I loved tasting her pussy so much that it would make me cum , nevermind watching the beautiful woman whom I loved just take me in her mouth . God I love her. LL COOL J - Doin it

Im going to rewind a bit, I'm telling this story in Quentin Taritinos movie style , so bare with me. I need to tell you how Gwyen had this way of making me feel like I was the only one who existed. She was soft when she spoke to me, she always made my thoughts and feelings come first. She actually wanted to hear what I had to say, even if she had to force it out of me. I would get a text out of the blue just saying hi or heart or whatever. It would always make my day. When she held my hand I could feel the energy flowing from her into me, I'm telling you it was on such a higher level of connection. It would be me she would come to when needing to be held or to be told "it's gonna be ok". She was choosing me over everyone. I was the luckiest guy to live. I found her, she was for me. Maroon 5 - lovers do.

I asked her to a movie , out of town so we could actually be a "couple " forjust a few hrs and she gladly accepted my invite. We decided on lunch and a mivie. I could tell she was scared to be seen, but she did it anyway, that said a lot to me. Lunch was great, the movie even better but the most I loved about it was holding her hand in the theater and watching her watch the movie. Man, what a great experience. Her cute facial expressions with every scene, I loved it! It was a very special moment for me, that I'll always remember.

Moving along,a great friend of mine who lived a few hours in a big city asked if I wanted to go to a beer festival and if I had anyone I wanted to bring, GWYEN! I thought, we could get away for a night.

So off we went, she asked her sister to go and came up with some excuse for her husband so it was all good. Gwyen wasn't even a beer drinker, she loves her wine and some mixers. I mean, this woman went to an event she didn't have to, away from home, over night and took a big risk just to be with me. It warms my heart what she was willing to do for me, his I loved her. We had a great time, drinking, eating singing, dancing it was truly a good day. We ended up at a bar late that night for few more cocktails, like we needed it. I saw Gwyen looking for the bathroom, stumbling and giggling Soni decided to follower her. We ended up in some dark room, definitely not a bathroom and she pulled me close to her so we could kiss like savages. She stuck her hand down my pants and started to jerk me off and I was finger fucking her at the same time. I pulled her shorts down just enough to squeeze my cock in her from behind. As soon as I was in, well we hear "who the fuck is in there, that room is off limits" we both got dressed quickly while laughing our asses off. I had a huge wet mark on my pants from how wet she got. It was fucking funny. See, that's what I loved about us, nothing else mattered but her, me,the moment and that's it.

When we were apart I would spend most of my day thinking of ways to show her my gratitude and appreciation of her. I wanted to tell her that I was in love with her, but I couldn't bring myself to do it just yet. I did what I could because we still had distance between us. I would send her a song, a nice pic of the day , whatever I could. One day her little girl got sick and I felt terrible , Gwyen did to, she is such a great mom, loving, caring. I tried to think of a way to help with her little girl feeling better. So I hurried ran to the store and got a DVD for her to watch. I actually went to Gwyens house to drop it off because her husband was at work. The look on Gwyens face , once again, as in disbelief someone thought about her. Well, that's just who I am. Gwyen and I had the same heart, same soul, she did those sweet things for me too. She would make a coffee run bright and early Saturday mornings and sure as shit, she'd be waiting outside of my house to bring me my Java and a smile. My Saturdays were the best.

One Saturday morning Gwyen came inside to have coffee with me, I was so surprised. We sat and talked and a conversation started about her family and what our future would look like once she got divorced. During the conversation, it came up about how I would be accepted my her family. I asked "do you think they'll like me?" Her reply, " they're gonna love you! I asked, "how could you be sure they'll love me?" She answered, without hesitation, " because I love you." We both just stopped and looked at each other. I know what I heard, but I couldn't believe it. So like an idiot I said "what did you say?" She replied "nothing, I have to go." Gave me a kiss and out the door she went.

Did Gwyen really just say I love you? Did she mean it? Christ, I wanted her to say it a thousand times because I wanted to scream "I love you, Gwyen!" from the rooftops everyday. But I had to play it cool . She truly stole my heart , she's an amazing woman.

I really felt like we were heading somewhere when Gwyen asked to do an over night stay at friend's house a few hours away. This friend was Gwyens go-to, best friend of all time. I was nervous, this was a big step I thought. Of course I said yes. Gwyen made the hotel arrangements and we drove off to Cindy's house.

Every car ride we took, every moment we were together felt like utopia for me, perfect bliss. We would either not shut the fuck up or sit in complete silence just embracing eachothers presence. If you never had that, well, don't stop looking because it's magical.

On this car ride , she decided to talk about leaving her husband and the best/easiest and less painful way to do it. See, she even felt horrible for doing what she was about to do because of her compassion for other people. On the other hand, she wanted what she wanted and that was happiness. It didn't mean with just me but with life. I admired that about her. Deftones - passenger

Once we got into town, she took me to a wine tasting, I've never been to one before. She wanted to introduce me to new thjngs. All I needed was the new way to be cared about the way she did but the wine was good too but not one of them was as sweet as her.

Once we checked in and unpacked, Gwyen wanted to show me around her old stomping grounds, she was originally from this area we were in. As we left , walking to my car, she was in front of me (you always let a lady go first) I had this uncontrollable urge just to "sweep her off her feet", I snuck up from behind, picked her up and carried her to the car like the precious cargo she was. She was startled and excited all at the same time. We just looked into each other's eyes as we made our way to my car. It was at that moment that I felt like I was carrying my queen or even maybe the key to unlock all the happiness this world has to offer. How about that? All those emotions unleashed in a 20-yard walk. I could never imagine how much I was going to miss her. Pitbull - Give me Everything.

We had a great time, we just went out for a drinks and met some other friends. Cindy was very welcoming and she already knew about me and pretty much all the details of Gwyen and I. Cindy was pro Team Gwyen/Mark.

Gwyen had these cute little saying that would make me laugh everytim she used them: craziness, what's happening here, it's just craziness. Lol. I still laugh to this day. I would sit around on those days we couldn't see each other and think about all those little things that I adored and I started to realize I wanted her in my life, I would literally laugh out loud in my house. Cue Jason Derulo - want to want me.

I could explain every detail of our time, there's so much more to tell but I'm fast forwarding now.

The days and nights I wouldn't hear from Gwyen were long. I would get depressed. Not truly able to understanding her circumstances I thought it was me. Or maybe I just didn't mean anything to her. It was confusing. As the months went on we got further and further away from what I thought would be our new world, a world of understanding, compassion, intimacy and pure love.