#man idfk what im tagging im just making things up at this point

[hydroticsquid]

aw hell nah turbo on terraria

[dilftaroooo]

hii new anon🎀

ex-boyfriend gojo who has an obsession over you and has been following you around. you’ve “moved on” and invite a man to hookup but he just couldn’t make u cum. as soon as the guy leaves gojo comes over and fucks you dumb.

>.<

gojo being on the sidelines before coming in to finish the job is kinda crazy. i can imagine he followed u from the bar you were in before leaning near the door to your apartment. waiting for your hookup to leave.

★tags/tw: stalking + toxicity + bathtub sex + he fucks u with his clothes on while ur bathing + fem!reader w she/her pronouns + nipple play + unprotected sex + unsatisfied sex (with ur hookup) + ummm home invasion but not, really?? + idfk I'm not a judge + gojo kinda comes in unannounced + attempt at proofread bc im sleepy so some shit might look janky.

The small dicked fucker left as soon as he spurted over your abdomen, the runny substance cascades through the crease between the start of your thighs and the edge of your pussy, which, hasn't released a drop of arousal the whole night.

The man you hooked up with had to blow a glob of spit onto your folds before he'd rub a finger on your make-believe clit, 'Yeah, know you like that. You came to the right person, sweet thing'. Why did you even bring him over? He's not even doing this shit properly. You're sure he wouldn't know where your clit laid even if you made a map and pointed it out for him. If you're gonna be cocky at least do it right.

Your hot bath gave you more pleasure since it was the perfect ratio of water to bubbles. The white foam didn't completely submerge you and you took the time to let the liquid stray you from your mind while listening to the sound of bubbles crunching from around.

Apparently, smelling the medicinal aroma of eucalyptus must've blurred the taps of footsteps making their way into your apartment and into your master bathroom.

"There she is. Taking a bath already? Your one-time fling came here, what, not over ten minutes ago and left? I'm sure you had the night of your life." The mockery in the intruder's tone was evident with each word he spoke.

His hair was still the absence of color, resembling the white sheets stacked high at the corner of your room. His skin was pale and somewhat glossy with expensive moisturizer. Aqua spheres were decorated with flecks of adorable baby blue. He's buff, perhaps buffer than the last time you saw him. But most of everything was unchanged.

He squats next to your incredulous as well as vulnerable figure in the ivory porcelain of your bathtub.

"How'd you get in here?" You inquiry.

"It's no good to leave the keys to your apartment under that more than obvious vase next to your front door. It's corny and you can get robbed that way too." He takes a peek at nipples covered by a translucent blanket. The bubbles had disintegrated leaving you exposed from the lack of foam.

You forgot he knows about the key underneath your grandmother's vase. You're the one who told him about it and you silently wish you hadn't.

"Well, congratulations on committing a federal crime. Now leave, Satoru."

"Oh, but darling you trusted me enough to tell me about those keys so I'm doing nothing wrong. Now, enlighten me, did that guy make you come so hard that he had you seeing stars?"

The lukewarm water kisses your pores in an attempt to soothe your beating heart. The scent of your ex was still riddled with that same lustful scent of mint and cinnamon, a cologne that you remember gifting him for the sole reason of how arousing it was paired with taut muscles and blue eyes.

You felt like a needy omega, shaking in the comfort of your den as your eyes water at the sight of your alpha and cowering at the pheromones leaking off his body and into your awaiting nostrils. He smells so fucking good.

"I know you heard me, sugar plum." You won't forget how much he loved to jeer at you. He wanted to hear you admit how much of a bad fuck your hookup was and how he didn't even get you to come. How you wished it was Satoru that took his place and filled your achy cunt til his balls smack your ass.

You adjust your seating when a warm palm engulfs your cheek whole. Not a trace of your skin color reveals itself under Satoru's hand. He's big even when squatting down to your size. The scowl on your face juxtaposes the grin on Satoru's.

"That's none of your business. We're not together anymore. Stop riding my dick."

"Though I do love a good ride, I think it's you who wants to do the riding, sweetheart."

Fingers crawl over your neck, down to the tops of your breasts, and onto your perky nipples. He continues to tease you by drawing circles around them making you tremble with unadulterated desire.

"Am I wrong? You can't even look me in my eyes. Bet you're not even aware of how heavy you're breathing. Poor girl. He didn't give you what you wanted. Say it." It almost sounded commanding if not for the lithe of his voice

"Fuck, hah, fuck you, Satoru..." The man cheeses.

"Right now?"

"Shit, yes."

"Knew you’d come around."

His patience must've ran thin because he didn't even bother taking his clothes off. Only unzipping his flyer to pull out his aroused dick and fleshy balls before joining you in the now cold water.

You were still his pretty princess as you took him in deep into your cavern, the bath water that surrounded you sloshed with every dominant thrust Satoru pounded you with and you did nothing but moan the name of your supposed ex like a vintage record player.

"Was he able to reach that spot that you liked hit, baby?"

"Mm-mm." You muffled.

"And why is that, huh?" His cock has that cute upturn that repeatedly nudges at your slimy walls which encourages your arousal to spill and combine with the bath water. You were better off taking a shower.

"Because he wasn't you." Your words came out in increments as he beats your pussy raw. The sound of almost every syllable slurred like a drunken man's tongue.

"That's it. You got it now, darling. You still missed me, didn’t you?" The fabric of his clothes is now soaked due to his stubbornness but there was no room for complaints when cotton and denim cling to jutting muscles. The pink of his areolas revealed itself under wet clothes. His nipples were as hard as yours. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

[satendou]

OKAY OKAY OKAY I KNOW THIS IS SOOOO CLICHE BUT LIKE 😠😠😠 im such a SUCKER for relationships with a deep understanding for e/o and a poly relationship w bokuaka would be just THAT.... like im so INVESTED also omg talk abt ur fav poly pairings bc ive read thru ur entire poly tag and im in love 😞😞😞 suddenly i do want to be in a poly relationship w the hq boys (i am also a rarepair kinda girl so seeing u write about them as poly pairings make my heart go 💗💗💗💗 i luv it so much thank u for ur service)

you saying i have a deep understanding of e/o: what is e/o?

hrnnnngd wjeheveve i loved reading this i was so tempted to just hoard it 🥺

uhhhhh my favorite poly pairings are probably iwaoi, akiwa (iwaka? iwakaashi? anyway i get da point), kuraka, daikuro (daishou not daichi sorry), and whatever the hell the ship name is for semi/shirabu.

iwaoi should be obvious like,,,they have such a strong bond already that it feels like one of the most natural pairings. i don’t have to fight to see how they might interact. i always imagine oikawa acting like a little gremlin just to rile iwa up, and iwa is SO obvious about his feelings for oiks bc he’ll start stumbling over his “shittykawa” insults in fear that oikawa will ✨suddenly✨ be hurt by them.

iwa: i don’t wanna be obvious about it

you mattsun and makki, in the bg, watching him stutter through a painful number of insults for oikawa: sure jan

oikawa, pretending to be oblivious: what was that iwa-chan?

kuraka isn’t quite as fluid to me as boaka would be but i just know that akaashi and kuroo would be the cheekiest, sweetest, dorkiest idiots in a relationship. kuroo enjoys inconveniencing you to the nth degree, and akaashi will sit back and watch it happen. akaashi is a good cook (you can’t change my mind) and makes sure you’re eating correctly, but will get kuroo back for shenanigans by telling him he doesn’t get to eat. also: puns. that’s all.

one of my rarepairs is probably more like a “uniquepair” but whatever. iwakaashi just slammed me in the head with a mallet one day and took hold. akaashi takes a LOT of pride in flustering iwa, but iwa doesn’t realize how easily he flusters akaashi in return, bc he’s too busy being flustered. iwa has an obsession with akaashi’s hands (don’t we all), and akaashi always loses his ability to think when iwa wanders in shirtless (i’m losing my ability to think just thinking about it oop). anyway, the relationship with them isn’t as loud as it would be with kuroo or oiks, but akaashi flourishes by being the trickster in the relationship. in the other i always see him as the more level head just bc kuroo is a bigger goofball.

uhhhh kurodai (daikuroo?) is just,,,like iwakaashi it knocked me out one day. that fuckin relationship is chaotic af. i hate to say it but they probably argue a lot. it always starts out joking, but can and will come down to a “why do you always do this” type of fight. like,,,they don’t find it hard to agree on things specifically but each of them has their own opinion and both want to do it, so neither of them want to back down. so they often devolve into petty arguments bc “nothing they suggest or do is ever right”. theirs is probably the most unstable relationship to me, but they just have to go and learn from a sort of friendship to a relationship. they’ll figure it out and then you’ll have your hands full. sarcasm, stupid puns, romantic surprises all the time. they almost burn the house down once trying to recreate the dish you had on your first date with them at home. charcoal a la city water: yum.

semirabu, shiremi, uhhhh shiremabu idfk they all sound terrible ANYWAY. semi is pretty laid back compared to shirabu, and usually just lets shirabu have his way (within reason of course) bc usually he’s right. shirabu has to learn to curb some of his more acerbic attitude at the beginning of the relationship, bc before where he’d just speak his mind, he now needs tact and boy lemme tell you, he doesn’t have that. another one that’s kinda unstable at the beginning bc shirabu has never had a serious relationship before, so he’s unsure of himself and that makes him even more uneasy, which makes him prone to lashing out more. you and semi need to be patient with him but don’t let him walk all over you either. he figures it out eventually.

this got so long sorry 💀 i just,,,love talking about them man. i don’t think most people like polyships lmao.

[afewmarvelousthoughts]

Stay Ch. 16

Master List

Pairing: Natasha X Reader (Female)

Summary: You have a gift, the ability to see other people’s innermost secrets. For years you used it to gather intel for the highest bidder when you take on The Widow. After she becomes more than a mark the two of you spend years stealing moments. Post snap you wait in your designated meeting place, look back on the sordid past you share with the woman you love and hope against everything that she’s still alive.

Warnings: Angst, and fluff, and feels oh my!

A/N:  So yeah I swear I wroth an authors note for this... but idfk what happened. 

ANYWAY! Thank you all for being so patient while I got my life together. This one is also short and sweet (guess that’s the mood I’m in). However, y’all should know me by now. This is just the calm before the storm. 

Hope you enjoy this one my pumpkins! 

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March 2007

At some point in the last five months, you’d stopped recognizing yourself. The woman in the mirror wasn’t Y/N. Her hair was different, down to even the eyebrows. Her accent distinctly that of a life long Londoner. She worked for an independent UK couture fashion magazine, chose wine over whiskey, and was distinctly heterosexual.

When the chance to work this job requiring deep cover came up in December you jumped on it. You didn’t want to be you anymore. The you that couldn’t be with the woman you loved. The you that was heartbroken. The you who was beginning to doubt that you’d ever be happy. Fuck her.

Being Charlie Daniels was far better. She was, of course, a real person. Just one who was now living comfortably in the Bahamas courtesy of MI6. Even legit agencies had use of freelance talent every now and then.

Settling into her life had been easy. Not setting her boss on fire or blowing his brains out daily was a different task altogether. Turned out that a magazine was a great front for a crime empire. Lots of international travel, young and beautiful and desperate men and women, money exchanged in countless untraceable ways, on and on. And this fucker was happy to take advantage of every single disgusting avenue it opened up.

You almost had everything you needed to hand to MI6, get your obscenely large payout, and get on to another gig while they threw all of these bastards into cells to rot for the rest of their miserable lives. Just one more trip. After whatever horrible things they lay out in Tokyo you’ll be set.

Tokyo is one of those cities you can lose yourself in. Like New York but better for its interesting balance of vibrancy and grounded reserve. You absolutely love it.

The whole point of the trip, at least on the surface, was to focus on Fashion Week Tokyo. Honestly, there was a part of you that wished this was your world. Nothing but runway shows and after parties. Writing about the latest trends rather than delving into the inner workings of the worlds miscreants

Oh well. It was nice enough to pretend. You had to admit that you’d miss Charlie Daniels once you shed this skin in a couple of weeks.

You’re sitting two people down from your boss at an underground show. The level of security here screams that there are other things going on behind the scenes but it’s still a room filled with a who’s who of the Japanese and international fashion communities.

This was your third show of the day, and you knew there would be a party after where you’d have to schmooze all while plucking information from your unsuspecting fellow guests. You’re exhausted. So rather than pay much attention to the show you let your mind wander.

When she walks out you feel her rather than see her.  Slowly you turn your head to stare dumbstruck at the model walking onto the catwalk. Your heart begins beating against your ribs, your mouth goes dry, your hands shake.

It takes every ounce of control you have to keep your emotions in. To not scream “Natasha!” at the top of your lungs. To not grab her and run for the hills. Charlie Daniels and her easy life be damned. It’s hard but you manage.

As she turns and comes back down, passing now closer to you, her eyes don’t graze  the crowd at all. Head up, shoulders back, she walks the runway like she’d been doing it for years.

The rest of the show is maybe ten minutes but it feels like years. You know the models are all attending the party. Eye candy for the high end guests.

It’s fairly easy to ditch your coworkers in the crowd as you try to find the best vantage point in the room without being too obvious. After a solid twenty minutes, you find yourself planning an escape route. Most of the models are milling about but she’s no where to be seen. You will find her.

But you know you can’t skip out just yet. At the bar, you order a red wine and make yourself seen. Charlie would never miss the whole party after all. You spend a bit chatting with designers and a few models, feigning interest in the whole thing until you hear your boss call out to you.

“Oy, Charlie!” Carl’s voice alone makes you want to put him down. When you turn he’s waving you over to the bar. Sighing heavily you head over.

You’re about ten feet away when you see her, head back laughing at something Carl or his friend had said. Both men are far to close to her for your liking and the hungry look on Carl’s face sets your blood boiling.

He slings an arm around your shoulders and you carefully coach your face to not show disgust. “Charlie here is my best writer. Doin’ some pieces for us on this whole thing,” he waves his other hand around wildly.

“Good to meet ya, Charlie, I’m Dan,” the other man, clearly American says.

“Likewise,” Natasha doesn’t react to the accent at all.

“This here is-”

“Natalie,” Natasha cuts him off, extending a hand to you. Holding her eyes with yours you take it. It’s like touching a live wire.

“Natalie is an American model working here in Japan. May be a good topic for a piece.” He ribs you leaning closer, “And a good piece for the office eh?” Suddenly that MI6 money seems far less appealing.

“I’d love that,” Natasha beams. “Why don’t you guys go mingle and Charlie and I can chat!” The men exchange a glance, but there’s plenty of fresh meat around to sink their teeth into.

Carl flashes you a greasy smile and a wink as he walks away. Thinking clearly that you’re going to snare this woman for him. You, unfortunately, had a few others. Not something you were proud of. Demands of the job you told yourself.

“She’ll take a vodka neat,” you tell the bartender.

“Yes,” Natasha smiles at him, “Whiskey for her. Makers if you have it.” He thinks nothing of it and makes your drinks.

“So, how’s modeling in Japan?”

“Probably about as good as writing for a sleazy jackal.”

You laugh, “That bad? What’s the goal.”

“Getting a cover,” you commend the clever word play.

“That’s a good goal. Long term?”

“Something like that.” She takes a sip of her vodka, “How long are you here?”

“End of the week.” Your skin itches to touch her. The men are rounding back. You hold her gaze and shift your eyes back to them. She catches on.

“Perfect! It’s so hard to have a good interview here, don’t you think?”

“Absolutely. Why don’t you come by my hotel?” You whip out your spare key card. “I’d love to get your story for the mag, maybe do a full feature.”

“A feature would be excellent exposure!”

“Wouldn’t it?” Carl slides up next to her. “We can get you all the exposure you could want Ms. Natalie.”

“Charlie was telling me all about it.” She flashes him a coy smile. “Thank you so much Charlie! I forgot I have a late fitting tonight for another show so I’ve got to run. But we’ll chat soon yeah?”

“Absolutely! It was so good to meet you Natalie.”

“Same! Bye!” She hurries through the crowded room and disappears.

“Busy girl.” Carl quips. “Whiskey?” You look down at the glass by your hand.

“Some guy sent them over,” you gesture to Natasha’s lipstick stained glass. “Seemed rude to refuse. Can’t stand the stuff though.”

“That’s a mans drink,” Carl laughs at his own perceived joke and you force a smile.

Somehow you make it through the rest of the evening. You’d refused to allow yourself to hope that she’d be here, too obvious to come the same night, better to wait. Kicking off your shoes you head straight to the mini bar and crack open a whiskey, downing it in one gulp.

“You really need to be more careful,” Natasha’s voice comes from the bathroom. “I mean not even checking around. Sloppy.”

“Charlie Daniels doesn’t have to check for Russian assassins in her bathroom,” a smile pulls your face so tight it hurts.

“Well, Natalie Rushman isn’t a Russian spy. So…”

You let your real accent resurface as you pull her into your arms, “Natalie Rushman, I don’t know if that’s clever or lazy.” She kisses you hard, tongue sliding over your lips hands gripping your ass.

“Mmm,” she hums. “Kinda like the accent.”

“Oh?” You revert to the clipped posh Londoner sound. “Would you rather be with Charlie? I hate to break it to you, she’s strictly into dick so you may need to get a bit creative.”

Natasha’s head falls back with laughter, “I’m always into a challenge but,” she cups your face in her hands, “I’d much rather Y/N, she’s got a cute accent too.” Your kiss is soft this time, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, honey.” Gently you push a strand of hair out of her face. “Is this smart? Are you gonna get-”

“I’m good. I wouldn’t be here if I thought there was risk.” She pulls away and tugs you toward the bed. “There’s no surveillance on me here, I check in every week, that’s it. This is strictly to build a cover.”

“Cover for what?” She gives you a sideways glance. “Right. National security.”

“Do you really want to talk about work?”

Smirking at her you push her back on the bed. “Maybe later.”

You lean down to her but she stops you by planting a strappy heel in the center of your chest. Trailing your fingers down her leg you snag a knife from her thigh holster. Carefully you slide the blade under the straps, the incredibly sharp edge cuts through the thin suede like it’s nothing.

“Those were very expensive you know,” eyes sparkling with desire.

You slip the shoe off and toss it aside. “I’ll buy you a new pair.” Your lips press against her ankle.  

Everything in your life until her was so fleeting. Even your own name, the sound of your own voice, who you were�� But with her, you were grounded. You weren’t anything but her’s, you were Y/N.

Suddenly you’re overwhelmed. Caressing her muscular calf you just stare at her eyes. Emerald green, dark liner, lids heavy with lust and exhaustion.

“Natasha…” Your voice cracks and you fight for composure.

“Y/N? What is it?” She shoots up, cradling your face in her hands.

You shake your head, unable to really find the words and unwilling to send this storm of emotions to her. “I just…” You cover her hands with your own. It’s not that you don’t want her, you do. But…

“Can we just… I just wanna hold you…” Her expression immediately softens, eyes sparkling a touch with tears. “Sorry… I… I just…”

“I’d love that, baby.” Tenderly her lips brush yours, then your cheeks, your forehead, your eyelids as they flutter closed.

You shed your clothes and crawl into the plush bed. Holding tight to one another you spend hours drifting in and out of sleep, covering the other with soft kisses. Before the sun rises your hands wander southward.

This time you don’t fuck one another senseless. It feels like you’re trying to memorize every curve, every sound, every subtle thing that marks being together. You both know you many not get to do this for some time. The knowledge aches but it doesn’t make having her any less sweet.

Post Snap

You lean your head back on the wall behind the booth. The crying man from last night is gone, you find yourself hoping that he’s resting peacefully somewhere… even though you know it’s pointless to hope for such things.

There are more people filling the bar than there was before. The TVs are off, radios turned up, reporters frantically trying to determine what happened. It was global, that was clear. All planes grounded, trains stopped, communications spotty due to damaged cell towers.

A man speaks frantically to someone who seems to be a friend that he was heading to Nuremberg from Budapest, how the roads are almost not navigable. He doesn’t know if his family is even still there but he has to find out.

Despite his distress, your lips curl a bit at the mention of Budapest.

[mieczyhale]

throwing together some of my recent/ish hc posts/tags for @hellomyguru bc its a thing, babey (i have no idea what you’ve seen and what you havent bc tumblr really just suck like that so lmao)

my tags on this post::  #HELL YEAH HELL YEAH #more pride hcs!!! noice!!#i love these sfm#like klaus always taking part no matter how bad shit is bc HIS PEOPLE!!! and ben trying to punch picketers and homophobes is fucking adorbs#and i would kill (whoop) for the day klaus makes ben corporeal during pride and ben can punch all the people and then disappear#vanya’s is cute. come to the light darling!!#and diego fksgjf okay listen whether one hcs him as bi or not this is 1000% something he’d do either way#he’s supportive!!! and he has lgbtqa+ family!!! and nobody gets to be mean to his family but him!!#see also:: the first year after the apocalypse is avoided five decides to tag along when klaus saying he’s taking dave to#his very first pride. he not only enjoys himself but he learns a lot and either then or over the course of the following weeks figures his#own labels out - bc i hc five as asexual and i just have a thing for klaus being the all knowledgeable one about something for once#and his siblings learning about gender and sexuality from him and maybe discovering something new about themselves along the way!#except luther. he’s a cis hetero and we all know it#but maybe he learns to be a good ally. maybe#i mean probably not but whatever#allison is the only other person in the family who i’d even consider calling straight#bc there’s nothing wrong with being straight and i just.. dont have another label that i think fits her really well#so yeah ive got gender and sexuality hcs for them all flgkscndn happy pride month bitches

my tags on this post:: #’you’re telling me this happens every year?? for a whole month??!’ #actually i need every possible concept of dave experiencing pride month and seeing how far things have come for gays#like rainbow shit everywhere#and of course the legalization of gay marriage#out and proud gay politicians and gay people in positions of power#the amount of support that comes when homophobic shit happens now#homophobia isnt the accepted norm anymore#another thing i like is the concept of - either during pride or just in general - dave being excited to learn about the community as a whole#his boyfriend is a nonbinary pansexual and klaus has explained before what those words mean but dave wants to really understand#we stan a supportive and loving couple#dave has a lot to learn in 2019 but i think this stuff would be the most important and have the most effect on him yknow??#shit isnt perfect but its better and now he can work on getting passed the environment he was raised in#so he can hold klaus’s hand in public and kiss him around other people without panicking and eventually he proposes because HE FUCKING CAN#HE CAN DO THAT. HE CAN JUST.. ASK HIS BOYFRIEND TO MARRY HIM. LEGALLY.#good fucking shit

my tags on this post:: #did you see the state of the sky in the apocalypse?? there’s a chance he really wouldnt have noticed#i mean like yeah it could be a funny plothole#but there could also be reasons for why thats not something he noticed#or idfk man timeline shit#maybe the moon didnt explode the first time around#maybe it did and there’s just another moon somehow some way#maybe he didnt notice bc he was first too scared and then too frenzied and angry probably and then he had shit to focus on and math to do#and then dolores wanted to go on dates to the local wine cellars and flat empty areas that used to be parks and then there was spending days#in the library together like having a girlfriend is a lot of work okay#maybe five just didnt have the time to slowdown and consider things like space#maybe his headspace was too fucked#sometimes you just forget about the moon - i know i do!#so sfgksncjf okay y e ah

my tags on this post:: #YES!!! #yes yes yes #okay #so#everytime someone mentions or even hints at dave having anger issues i wanna fucking cheer bc thats one of my biggest hcs for him#like yeah he’s sweet and gentle and respectful and all that - genuinely a good man - our lil jewish gay#BUT#he did grow up in the 50s and 60s which as op said would have surrounded him with a lot of toxic masculinity. now i dont think he would be#a toxic kind of masculine AT ALL but it definitely would have forced him to hide his emotions and feelings and idk hobbies and of course his#sexuality. and i say hobbies bc there isnt a canon answer for it i dont think but i personally hc dave as being someone who loves art#specifically: drawing. dave keeping a lil sketchbook and some pencils under the pillow on his cot in vietnam?? yes please#so anyway yeah - he wouldnt have really had any good examples of how to properly take care of your anger - although he has enough#heart and common sense to know its really fucking wrong to take it out on women and children and people one is dating WHICH - another hc i#have that ties into this is that somehow his dad found out that he’s gay and beat the crap out of him over it. because unfortunately thats a#thing that happens. so his main male example was an abusive pos. and then he goes to vietnam which is fine because its not like he has#anyone stateside that will miss him - that will talk to him anymore - and its a warzone so there are a lot of ways to work out your anger#and yeah that of course includes bar fights. and he does - usually - try and keep a hold on his anger until he’s away from anyone who might#feel threatened - and he doesnt wanna end up taking out an innocent on accident - but he’s not actually perfect and so sometimes he fails#and it happens around klaus one time and seeing his love’s reaction - the making himself smaller - trying to hide - going quiet and so#clearly afraid - and not just afraid but afraid OF HIM - freezes him to the core where he stands because nobody has ever reacted like that#before. or if they have he never noticed or cared because they didnt matter. but this is klaus. his klaus. who he loves and would never do#anything to hurt him. his klaus who he protects and defends and knows he wants to spend his life with - no matter how impossible it is#he wants to go to klaus and apologize - try to undo the damage done simply by him raising his voice and lashing out - but he doesnt know#what to say or how to say it - he doesnt know what to do with the situation honestly. so he leaves the tent and goes to take his renewed#anger and frustration out on whatever he can find so he can calm down and hopefully get into the right headspace to have whats#no doubt going to be a really hard conversation with his boyfriend. because where do you even start??#but of course they talk it out and dave promises to work on his anger and on how he lets it out and yknow.. its dave so klaus trusts him and#it takes some time - there are some incidents - but dave works hard and learns a lot from klaus - including how to unlearn a lot of shit he#grew up with - and its rough but having a partner from the future who breaks all kinds of barriers definitely helps#so y eah. those are my brief feelings on it and i wanna marry op 

my tags on this post::   #!!!!!!!!!!!! #YES #i adore this post#i could never pinpoint why the introduction on the bus made me feel like That but this is it!!#its just so sweet and innocent - even surrounded by other soldiers in the middle of a warring country#the innocence and unbearable fucking adorableness of their first convo on that bus just… its so bright and lovely it makes everything else disappear#the only thing that matters is the two guys getting to experience that ‘o h’ moment for the first time in their lives bc their childhoods#never let them have that #i assume#bc like op said klaus didnt go to a regular school and he wasnt p much stuck in that house and then he was on the streets so#and for dave like.. i guess he could’ve had that moment in school? but it would’ve been one-sided and he never would have#told anyone. 1960s. gay jewish man. yeah.#they’re each others first (and only) loves and i just really fucking adore that and live off of posts about them 

my tags on this post:: #what if he wasnt dead-dead though???#bc like… the day five found them all dead was apparently the day the apocalypse happened right? so its not like they’d been dead for days#weeks or w.e yknow??#and the time between klaus dying and coming back is varying and undetermined - there’s no canon timing for the length of his deaths#so what if he came back to life??#like okay i know its not really possible in canon bc five buried them i think?? or is that a fanon thing??#i cant remembering #anyway#but still - in general klaus not being permanently dead in the apocalypse is another possibility#and five didnt know about it bc after finding them all he began his 45 year journey#and klaus wakes up alone and essentially has to learn to survive and he doesnt know five was ever there bc..well.. yeah#five is long gone#maybe klaus lives out his days in that wasteland#and he doesnt remember it where five does bc five time traveled back and klaus didnt. the klaus that got stuck in the#apocalypse is a different klaus - like a different timeline. the klaus from ep1 never got stuck in the destroyed future so#he’d have no knowledge or memories of it or anything#or - second thought - he kills himself at some point after waking up and either begs god to let him stay dead or he strikes some kind of#deal with her so he doesnt have to return to whats left of earth#oooo or something happened that put a lock on his powers?? like yknow those cuffs and devices and stuff in stuff in fantasy that freeze the#users abilities?? that’d be an interesting plotpoint bc then like who did it and why and what was the last day really like? yknow#vanya’s meds but More is the idea #just a thought#but anyway idk im just a big fan of klaus with the inability to die and all the possibilities that brings 

my tags on this post::   #i’ve actually never stopped to consider why he didnt notice them except for my v first tua watch-thru#which is odd bc like that seems like a thing one should notice after a few watches??#but w.e #anyway#my only other hc for that part of the episode isnt that klaus didnt notice them bc he’s used to guns#it’s that he didn’t hear them#or that they weren’t loud enough -to him- to register as gunfire initially#bc like one of my close hcs is that he has bad hearing. growing up with people screaming in your ears 24-7 365 can’t exactly be good for#his ears now can it? and with how loud some of them are and how close they can get to him - without touching him - that’s just.. a lot of#fucking volume okay#now add in the academy’s mission alert siren#how loud he listens to his music with headphones on when he’s trying to drown out some REALLY LOUD SCREAMING#and then being near gunfire growing up. those bank robbers had guns and weren’t exactly a big distance away#all the raves and clubs and parties he goes to?? places where music is played so loud the room shakes and you cant hear anything else and#the music itself can be heard from blocks away?? that’s an indeterminable amount of intense noise#and then of course the gunfire of vietnam#so like… boys ears have SUFFERED. whether they wanna acknowledge that in canon or not#so the shooting at the theater - the shooting thats IN the theater - which is large and meant to house sound#thats happening across a big city street from where they’re standing and they’re behind the food truck and if klaus was ordering when it all#started that was just another level of sound and he’s not exactly focused bc everything is awful yknow?? so either it takes him a second to#notice or register it on his own or maybe he doesnt and ben says something?? idk but that’s kinda the field i’ve landed on for that scene#not that im not here for op’s hc!!! bc it really is a good one and it makes sense. im just rambling my own theory here bc i like considering#the Ways for Things sometimes. esp with klaus involved. this does make me wonder tho… if his hearing somehow is -fine- in canon…. h o w?#bc like bitch who tf can take all that and have perfect hearing?? thats gotta be impossible. if they are fine is it related to his powers#somehow?? like.. does his casual passing between life and death all the time mean he doesnt have mortal ear weaknesses? its weird but im..#i’ve got theories. 

my tags on this post:: #probably in the massive fucking pockets of his fluffy coat#see also:: a dealer’s place #a boyfriend’s place#an ex-boyfriend who is also a dealer’s place#a girlfriend’s place #a partner’s place#all ex’s of course bc dave is the only valid romantic relationship#he made friends with the person who owns a nearby thrift store and they help him out#he has a locker at a public place like the ymca#he only has one outfit before returning to the mansion so he has nothing to carry - ever on the move#he thiefs off of people in rehab and crackhouses he stayed in that are dumb enough to leave their shit unattended#when he sees something he likes or he feels its time for an outfit change#he mostly sticks with his lace up pants as far as bottom pieces go bc its much harder to sneak away with skirts#and the kind of crazy pants he likes. there’s only room for one pair of pants for this pan disaster#after returning to the mansion he has access to the funky gay clothes he had managed to aquire before leaving all those years ago#bc like… i kinda hc that he got out of there fast and probably higher than fuck and had nothing packed#have you ever tried to pack while high?? it’s harder than it has any right to be#crack theory:: he had a bag - we just never saw it bc in the beginning he wore it under his floofy coat bc safety and he didnt need it the#rest of the time.#i have a lot of thoughts and headcanony opinions about klaus’s time on the streets so thank u#for giving me a place to dump some of them   

[hontou-baka]

a post.

been awhile, hasnt it, tumblr.

i have a fair amount of followers, half of which are probably old spam and porn accounts, so i doubt anyone will read this and i doubt anyone cares. venting, self indulgence, i guess.

im not sure if im back. i hope not. not to sound condescending, but im trying to spend my time doing meaningful and purposeful stuff. tumblr is just another social media app that sucks up my time when procrastinating. but i might try to get back into art, and tumblr is maybe the best place to put that, so.... idfk.

i came back once, fleetingly, when white diamond was revealed- knowing tumblr was my best place for content and info and craving it. same goes for right now. i just finished the homestuck epilogues and needed to see others thoughts, some content, i need it for my own catharsis.

ill give my hot take on the epilogues. im sure you could already tell what my opinion is from the posts ive shared. to my relief, this seems to what the majority of others are feeling, too (based on my scrolling through the homestuck epilogue tag for a few hours). they were fucking awful. felt like an edgelord's "pain is the epitome of human emotion" fanfic. it solidified my feeling that hussie no longer cares about homestuck. no, it confirmed to me that he violently LOATHES homestuck, and perhaps even (or especially) its fanbase.

i always thought homestuck would be the most important thing to me. it was, ever since i started reading it 6 or so years ago. there will never be anything that even comes close to what homestuck was for me. it was the only thing that kept me alive through some of the hardest parts of my childhood. i made some great friends at the time because of it (not that any of them stuck around). i was planning on doing homestuck cosplays for the rest of my cosplay existence, to prove that homestuck was still my #1. i wanted to get homestuck tattoos once i was free of debt!

but the ending of homestuck left me bitter. imo, the fandoms bullshit and the hiveswap fuckery left no love in hussies heart for his creation. he wanted it over, and just ended it. but nobody was satisfied with that of course, including me. so i was ecstatic to hear there would be an epilogue. but as weeks, months, years went by with nothing... i began to accept that wed probably never get epilogues. id just love homestuck for what it was, be salty about the ending, and that was that.

then, they came.

reading the epilogue tags, i thought they were a joke, just as many others did. it sounded like every sensitive subject that could ever be tagged was in there, including shit that just seemed ludicrous. but i persisted, like a fool, desperate for the sburb-logo hole on my heart to be filled.

the prologue already gave me so many red flags. my husband had hope, liked where it was going. a huge time skip, ten years we just have to accept went by. all of the characters had drifted apart so bad it was jarring. johns depression and mistakes and regret was daunting. everything felt so off.

and it only got worse. i started with candy. i was confused that thered even be the option all written out for john to stay. at first, i thought i was going to get some good ship shit. rosemary was the only good thing about candy. johnroxy started, took the fuck off, then just... it all fell apart. not a singe character consistently behaved in a way that felt like a natural progression of the characters we followed for so many years. what was the point of jane becoming trumphilter? to angstily show the duality of man? what was the point of all of the weird ass sex? it just feels like such a forced thing, like "oh, everyones grown up now! gotta fuck, and dont you dare even THINK any of it is going to be vanilla fluff and not.... anything but that...."

im not usually one to get upset over content that most find triggering, unless its real or shown in a very real way. but, for example, i honestly felt sick when dirk killed himself. i could go on about candy but it just felt like there was so much bait for a semblance of happiness, just to make it all as bad as possible.

meat was worse. hastily attempting to tie up plot points (like lord english) while also making dirk akuma homura...

also, apparently the author of family never ends had a hand in this? ive never been one for fan fiction, but for some reason i read that one, and it fucked me up. bad. i had the worst bout of depression and even suicidal thoughts for the first time in a while because of that fic. so, it feels like hussie wanted to recruit some ruthless-ass people to make something to intentionally hurt the people who demanded so much of him for a work he clearly hates now.

i... i think i dont like homestuck anymore, EXCLUSIVELY because of this. it feels like im throwing away one of the biggest parts of myself. it hurts so much, i feel so, SO betrayed. i would rather hussie have just announced he no longer had passion for homestuck, give us a shitty .txt file of a true ending (or the gist of one), and have left it there. but i guess that wouldnt have made him money now that viz bought the franchise.

i think, i will not come back to tumblr. it hurts. i had plenty of reasons for leaving, including everyone dipping out of homestuck. and i have other interests now that just dont align with the tumblr ive made and the followers i have (not like, core shit like lgbt+ rights or anything, im just really into health/fitness and particularly nutrition and i doubt my followers signed up for that plot twist). without homestuck, its even more just a painful past that haunts me here.

thanks for everything, if anyone ever even reads this. it was fun while it lasted.

-Hanna, aka hungoverterezipyrope

[wilamoo]

lets get personal.

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

bad guy - billie eilish

Shallow - Lady Gaga & Bradley Cooper

Slow dancing in the dark - joji

Veer - Fins Ara

Sleep Talking - Charlotte Lawrence

Robin Hood - Anson Seabra

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

My girlfriend all day everyday day

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

“Tell me the facts of the case”

4: What do you think about most?

A lot of things

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

“I was just falling asleep, Then the call ended I ;_;”

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

With a shirt n underwear

7: What’s your strangest talent?

I can do that weird shape when u curl ur tongue many times

8: Girls… It’s time to stop; Boys…Bruh (finish the sentence)

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

Probably idfk

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar? Uh like yesterday

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

Not particularly strange but I’m claustrophobic and acrophobic

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

Yeah

13: What’s your religion?

I’m wiccan

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing? Walking or just chilling around

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? Behind definitely

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band? Um like chase atlantic

17: What was the last lie you told?

I cant remember lmao

18: Do you believe in karma?

Fuck yeah

19: What does your URL mean?

It’s my game tag in several games

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength? I’m stubborn & emotional as fuck and uh im empathetic and caring

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

Idk like lady gaga or someone idk lmao

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

Yeet yeah

23: How do you vent your anger?

I dont

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

Uuuuuh candles

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? Video chatting

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become? Sometimes

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

Hate: Childres screaming

Love: My girlfriends voice

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?

Once again a lot of things

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

I believe in both

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

Right: a plant

Left: a pillow

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

Spring

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to? Uh no idea

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

West coast

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender? Literally no one lmfao

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

I’m too young for this

36: Define Art.

Any type of music

37: Do you believe in luck?

Sometimes

38: What’s the weather like right now?

Sunny

39: What time is it?

13.55

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

Not yet, and no of course not

41: What was the last book you read?

Paper towns by john green

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

Love it

43: Do you have any nicknames?

Wil

44: What was the last film you saw?

I literally cant remember bu Netflix died like a month or 2 ago

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

Nothing really

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

Yup

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

Just music in general, and working lmao

48: What’s your sexual orientation?

Demisexual

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

Many times

50: Do you believe in magic?

Yeah 030

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

Always sis lmao

52: What is your astrological sign?

Sagittarius

53: Do you save money or spend it?

Both

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

Overwatch lootboxes

55: Love or lust?

Love

56: In a relationship?

Yeah man

57: How many relationships have you had?

Too many

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

No

59: Where were you yesterday?

Home

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

Yeah

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

Yeah

62: What’s your favourite animal?

Cats

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

Literally nothing I have like one friend lmao

64: Where is your best friend?

Probably at home or at work

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr. I cant do that

66: What is your heritage?

Idk

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

Crying

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?

Morningstar

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

Duh

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend? Maybe

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do? Tell someone nearby that I’m in a bad hurry but there’s a dog in danger, please help it.

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid? a) id tell everyone who means something to me b) make the best of it c) maybe

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love. Love

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it? Bury a friend lmao

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number? 9900

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship? A good and steady built foundation of trust and love

77: How can I win your heart?

You can’t, it’s already been won.

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

Definitely

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

Literally several things

80: What size shoes do you wear?

39-40

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone? Uhm just my name

82: What is your favourite word?

Strawberry

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

Red

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

THATS THE TEA SIS

85: What’s the last song you listened to?

Malibu Nights - LANY

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours? Red and Pink

87: What is your current desktop picture?

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be? Oh god so many people

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on? Idrk

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do? Go back to sleep lmfao?

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power? Mind reading

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again? The time I met my girlfriend

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? LITERALLY SO MUCH AGAIN OMFG

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be? No thanks

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? Faroe islands

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

Nope

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

Yup

98: Ever been on a plane?

Yup

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say? Get it together bois

[roman-reigns-princess]

Cat & Mouse (Roman Reigns): Chapter 2

Chapter 1 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Read it on Wattpad Writing Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, smut(ish?), Alpha!Roman, Idk what else needs a warning, teasing(??), snarky!Lyra (she’s gettin real annoyed w/ Roman’s internal conflict, and she’s annoyed w/ seth cause idk man siblings fight)

Word Count: 1831 (this turned out a lil bit longer than I thought it would)

A/N: I’m sorry this chapter is trash, finals got me being like 50 shades of writers block. But we gon get Naomi and The Usos next chapter! (hopefully, idfk what my brain is doing anymore) I hope y’all enjoy this chapter, idk it’s annoying tf outta me but I can’t fix it aka im lazy.

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She wriggled around in his arms until she found a position she liked, not that any position that involved her on top of Roman could ever be uncomfortable, but she wanted to tell Naomi about this, and she certainly couldn’t have Roman looking at her phone. While it may be a long journey for Roman, it was going to be a fun ride for her.

By the time they reached the hotel near their next venue it was nearly 2am, everyone was more than a little tired and irritable, and it certainly didn't help that it was raining. So it was no surprise that Lyra and Seth managed to pick a fight with each other. Seth had opened the trunk and a bag had fallen out, startling everyone.

"That better not be my makeup, Seth, or you're gonna have to replace anything that gets fucked up," Lyra snapped at her brother as she got out of the car, Roman following her closely.

"Watch your tone, it's not your shit anyways," Seth shot back, holding up one of Roman's bags.

"Whatever," she said, reaching to grab her own bags out of the trunk. She grabbed her suitcase and pulled it out, but in doing so she knocked against Seth.

"What the fuck is a your problem tonight," he glared at her, Roman and Dean gave each other a look, knowing they'd probably have to keep the siblings apart for the next few days.

"My problem? That was an accident, you're the one being a little dick," she snarled, before Seth could reply, Roman grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"I think y'all are just a little too tired and cranky, and just need some time away from each other," Roman pointed out as he picked up Lyra's remaining bag. "Lyra, you can stay with me for tonight."

"I don't need you to sort my shit out, Reigns, I can fight my own damn battles," she bit back, taking her bag from him before she headed inside to check in. Roman rolled his eyes, got his own things, and followed her in, leaving Seth and Dean to get their bags.

Neither Roman nor Lyra said anything to each other as they made their way to their room. Once they were in the room, she dumped her things by one of the beds, dug out a pair of boxers and a black tank top, and headed straight for the bathroom to take a hot shower and relax.

Turning the heat all the way up, she let the scorching water wash over her, and clear her head for fifteen minutes. She groaned to herself as she got out of the shower; she knew she'd been a complete bitch to Roman, and now she needed to figure out a way to apologize to him. Drying herself off, she slipped on her clothes, and wrapped her hair up in the towel.

"Shower's all yours," she mumbled, not meeting Roman's eyes as she walked over to her bed. She took out her hair dryer as she heard the shower come on. She spent nearly twenty minutes, mindlessly drying her hair, trying to think of a way to apologize.

When she finally set it down, she could hear Roman using the hotel's dryer in the bathroom, meaning he would come out soon and go to bed, and she wanted to clear the air before either of them went to sleep. Knowing Roman could be just as stubborn as she was, she decided to sit on his bed so that he wouldn't be able to brush her off.

She grabbed her phone before hopping onto Roman's bed so that she could text Naomi and let her know what had happened that night. She explained the situation to her friend, hoping she could help.

Naomi: Did you really say that to him??

Lyra: I know I know, it was stupid, but I'm tired and Seth had me all cranky. Help me!! What do I do to make it better?

Naomi: Girl, I'm sorry, you're on your own, idk how to help :/

Lyra: You're dating his cousin!! You gotta have SOME ideas, what do you do when Jimmy gets mad?

Naomi: I usually just cook him his fave food, and...well I'm not gonna go into details, but like I don't think you can do that with Roman.

Lyra: Urgh, fine fine, I'll figure this out on my own.

Naomi: Sorry girl, I wish I could help more.

She was so focused on texting that the sound of Roman clearing his throat made her jump. She looked up to see him standing in front of her; for a huge, 6'3" man he sure knew how to keep uncharacteristically quiet when he wanted to.

She gulped as she stared up at him; he was standing there, completely shirtless, in black shorts, with his hair up in a loose bun; she had to will her blush away, she'd seen him shirtless plenty of times, but she always ended up blushing.

"You lose your way or something?" He asked, raising an eyebrow; Lyra had to bite back an equally sarcastic response as she stood and moved out of his way.

"I, uh, I just wanna say I'm sorry for being a snappy bitch earlier, you were just tryna help and I was an asshole," she said, rubbing the back of her neck. She looked up at him to see his expression had softened. "And, um, thanks for switching rooms even after I said that."

"Well can't have you and Seth blowing up at each other and fuckin up another room," he said, giving her a smile, he reached out to pull her into a hug; she couldn't help but bury her face in his chest, his scent was soothing and exhilarating all at once. "Apology accepted, I'm sure I'll find a way for you to make it up to me."

"I can think of plenty of ways to make it up to you," she said, looking up at him as she lightly dragged her nails down his chest.

"Oh yeah?" He said, smirking down at her as he pushed her back until her legs hit the bed and she fell onto it, her phone slipping from her fingers; she stared up at him with raised eyebrows, before a gleeful smile crossed her face when he crawled between her legs. "Y'know, not many people have the guts to be that snappy with their Alpha even when they're mad as fuck."

"Who said you're my Alpha?" She shot back without thinking it through; she bit her lip when she felt a growl rumble through his chest, his brown eyes adopting a faint silvery glow.

"I said so," he growled, his right hand grabbed her hair and yanked her head roughly to the side, making her gasp, she wasn't going to admit it to him but nothing turned her on more than when Roman was rough and dominating.

His other hand was slowly pushing up her tank top, his fingers exploring her skin with agonizingly slow motions that sent sparks through her body. His eyes were glowing a bright silver as his head dipped to her neck; his lips were soft, contrasting with his scruff tickling her skin.

She wound her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her, and almost subconsciously spread her legs further apart when she felt him pressing against her through his shorts. She found it hard to keep her thoughts in order as he started to suck a mark on the side of her throat.

"You, uh, you don't get to dictate that, you, uhm, if you want, oh fuck," she moaned as she felt him nip at the sensitive spot, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to make her freeze. "R-Roman? Ro', w-what're you doing?"

Although she wanted nothing more than to have him claim her, she didn't think Roman would be too happy if his wolf made that decision on his own, but with his body pinning her down, there wasn't much she could do to stop him. She tried tugging his hair to get him to look at her, but only succeeded in making him moan into her neck, and grind his hips against hers which further weakened her resolve to stop him.

She trailed her fingers up his back, enjoying the feeling of his muscles shifting beneath them. She tried saying something again but Roman shut her up with a hand over her mouth. She whimpered against it as she felt his other hand slowly slip into her boxers.

What little determination she had left, dissolved when she felt his long, calloused fingers squeezing her smooth ass hard enough to bruise as he pulled her against his grinding hips. She ran her hands down his chest, letting one rest on his tattoos while the other reached for his shorts.

Roman had started kissing his way down to her chest when a shrill PING from her phone had him jerking away with an animalistic snarl. Lyra cursed herself for not silencing her phone as Roman pulled his hands away and stood up, a guilty look gracing his face.

"Uhm, we should probably go to sleep, not together, like separately I mean, fuck, I'm sorry, that shouldn't have happened," he rambled, his, now brown, eyes avoiding hers as he stepped aside to let her pass. She stood up, adjusted her top, and snatched her phone off his bed, but instead of going over to her bed like she knew he wanted, she stood facing him with her arms crossed. "Please just go to bed, we're both tired, that's it."

"Really? We're not gonna talk about this?" She retorted, trying not to sound exasperated; he fixed her with a look that told her that they definitely weren't going to talk about it anytime soon. "I'm not a child, you can't just send me to bed when you don't wanna deal with me."

"Watch me," was all he said before scooping her up, walked over to he bed, and dumped her on it, all the while ignoring her protests. "Now, we're going to go to sleep in our respective beds, and tomorrow we're going to be traveling with my cousins, and you'll room with Naomi."

Had she not been as annoyed at him, she would've found his commanding voice hotter than she did at that moment. Instead she stuck her tongue out at him, then turned away with a huff, not caring that that was kind of an immature move.

She heard Roman growl behind her, but chose to ignore him. She could feel him still standing by her bed as she reached to charge her phone, as if he wanted to say something; part of her hoped he would just so she could be petty and ignore him, but she was disappointed once again as she heard him sigh and walk away.

As she lay in her bed, she scrolled through her phone one last time to check what had interrupted them, only to find that it was a spam email. Muttering to herself in annoyance, she silenced her phone and set it down on the nightstand before pulling the covers up around her. If there was such a thing as angry sleep, that's what she was going to be doing that night.

[guromantlc]

All the asks for the "ready set sex" post you reblogged

oh boyunder the readmore.

1. Are looks important in a relationship?somewhat, not overly.

2. Are relationships ever worth it?rarely.

3. Are you a virgin?nope.

4. Are you in a relationship?nah

5. Are you in love?yep

6. Are you single this year?I guess

7. Can you commit to one person?yes

8. Describe your crushwhich?

9. Describe your perfect matemate? someone who loves me like i love them.

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?no

11. Do you ever want to get married?no

12. Do you forgive betrayal?depends

13. Do you get jealous easily?yes

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?a few people

15. Do you have any piercings?yes. 

16. Do you have any tattoos?no.

17. Do you like kissing in public?yes

20. Do you shower every day?no

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?yes.

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?probably not

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?yes.

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?no

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?i dunno

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?yes

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?i dont.... think so.

28. Have you ever been cheated on?yes

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?no

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?no. I think im fine how I am.

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?yes

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?yes.

33. Have you ever had sex with a man?yes.

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman?no

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?yes

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?yes?

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?yes

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?yes

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?yes

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?no

41. Have you had sex so far this year?yes

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?no idea. not long.

43. How long was your longest relationship?points to my twin

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?uh im not sure.

45. How many people did you kiss in 2011?two? or 1

46. How many times did you have sex last year?man i dunno

47. How old are you?20

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?say? nothing. maybe a little small talk.

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?none

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?well my first love was and is my twin so i mean

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?yes

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why?eh.... one guy, everyone basically told me to stop trying because i was never going to win him.

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?probably.

54. Is there someone you will never forget?yes

55. Share a relationship story.one time i kissed a guy under the highway and left him for dead when he tried assaulting me after i said i wasnt interested in anything else.

56. State 8 facts about your bodyits scarred to fuck, my left pinky doesnt work well, im pale, im tall, got an angular face, my dick is (redacted), my eyes are sensitive to light, im skinny

57. Things you want to say to an exi wish i could talk.

58. What are five ways to win your heart?there is one way to a mans heart and that is food.

59. What do you look like?check my selfies tag.

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?im not exactly sure.

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?different for everyone.

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?differs, generally something rough and fast with a note of care.

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?doing something sexual together.

64. What is your definition of cheating?doing anything sexual/romantic with someone other than your partner without prior permission from said partner.

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine?probably being shoved against the wall and making out and grinding.

66. What is your favourite roleplay?uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?do you wanna hide a boooooodyyyyyyyyyy

68. What is your sexual orientation?idfk gay

69. What turns you off?gross body shit like puking and shit

70. What turns you on?pain, crying, humiliation, roughness, other assorted things.

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?probably one where i was fucking my brother’s corpse

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?some praise and my name.

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?mmmmmm body worship

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?cool eyes.

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?anything dave does when we fuck.

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?probably that time i was all cute and kissy and slow with dirky

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?two consenting adults can do whatever the fuck they want behind closed doors.

78. What’s your dirtiest secret?uh idk

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why?the other day, because my twin has a boyfriend.

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?the other night.

81. Who are five people you find attractive?twin @bloodystrider brother @yandavey prince @metallicprince prince 2 @princeofnecrophilia an alt of my brother @errantstreetrat and uh i dunno that one guy who hates me @theatrical-genius is pretty hot too

82. Who is the last person you hugged?dirky

83. Who was your first kiss with?dirky

84. Why did your last relationship fail?too little time together

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?yeah sure