#man said y'all too dumb i am not sitting around for this BYE

[tvmusiclife]

Jimmy Carter really fought off d*ath just to vote for the first [black] female president, but crashed out just before another Tr*mp presidency

[gg-astrology]

heyy! one of my friends is a cap sun/merc/venus/mars + a virgo moon and talking to him can get so EXHAUSTING and it's not just me saying this, a lot of other people i know say the same thing but i'm looking through the astrology point of view and i wanted to hear your thoughts on it. also is it true that virgo moons can be emotionally detached/have trouble expressing their emotions or does that depend on their other placements?

hey there! 💙🖤❤️ i totally get what you mean, I know someone like that too.. but I have to say this, once again, (as a precaution) try not form opinions of the sign/placements based on bad experiences. Just moving forward, in order to learn techniques and stuff properly. This is just a precaution to keep in mind?

About and For the Virgo Moon Person ⬇️

🚫long post 🚫

So…how do i say this.. virgo moons… they think alot because they want to help? that’s their mode of caring? 

In a way, being useful/thinking logically is how they provide help for others. Even if people don’t like them, virgo moon’s detachment stems more bc they care about others than an actual detachment/isolation itself (i.e. see aquarius  detachment as well, but of a different kind than virgo).

I think it’s that kind of thing y know - like, detaching ur emotions so u can still offer objectives first. But in a way they also like to over-analyze and over-think a lot of stuff. Especially emotions and how to deal with it/process it moving forward. I think that’s why a part of the archetype is those of a giver and ultimately self-sacrificial, because they will put other priorities before themselves - whether it’s people, objectives, or getting their views across to help the situation. 

Even if they bury or suppress their own sensitivity and emotions a lot of the time in order to do that (provide help/offer assistance/support). It’s a good idea to keep in mind that they are burying it underneath. 

Let’s look at it from their perspective for a second - you’ve probably already realized this (or if not, it’s never a bad thing to look at it again and maybe realize how empathetic they can be) - they process emotions themselves very logically, so when others come to them for help - they tend to give advice/reflect that back in the same manner, without getting too attached to the emotional side of things (being capable vs being too emotional). 

However, they ARE sensitive to the environment - to people around them + what is sourced. If they can’t identify the problem/isn’t sensitive to that - then they wouldn’t be able to offer any advice regarding it. It’s good to keep in mind, that the moon receives energy from others. So when their advice is criticized, thrown away, hurled back or hurled at them. They may hide behind a mask of indifference (bc, again, logic and understanding rationally that not everyone can like you) – but it does still hurt. 

That kind of creates a loop contributing to how they suppress or have difficulties occasionally with expressing themselves, or letting themselves talk about stuff freely. Because as much as they want to help - sometimes they think they’re not translating well, or is not helpful to others, the idea of what they’re giving being the opposite of helpful - wasteful or a burden - sometimes repels them too (more like, ‘if it repels them personally it would repel others as well’. That’s how they’d think about it.) 

So. You can imagine what that would be like if you’re stuck in a loop of trying to be the Best Version of Yourself Possible (that you think is needed/that you’re proud of or accepted yourself as) but not being actually accepted by others - it’s kind of a hard life to have?? Virgo/Pisces have this thing where being accepted is nice, is what makes it - ultimately fulfilling. They have a role in the universe and a function - and sometimes it’s just hitting and hitting a metal bar until something fits - whether its a place, person, environment, life. That’s when it’s truly ok to feel accepted. 

I guess the best way to say this is that Virgos can think sometimes that emotions get in the way - which can be true - of fixing things. And that’s how they function? 

I can totally understand your frustration - especially if the person has a lot of Capricorn as well (wanting to be right, prideful, wanting to be Good and the Best even if they can be low-key about it!) - but, again, this is just very earthian. And ultimately - if you’re asking for my perspective, they deserve some empathy. They’re not? really doing harm to anyone. And sometimes it’s just that. 

I don’t blame the person altogether, I think it’s an everyone’s problem where no one’s developed or doing well enough to accept each other which is a? thing that happens sometimes in groups and maturity (the idea of developing). A boat is being balanced, someone needs more help than others because they’re rocking it with their own personal problems - but it takes a team to actually keep it together and not throw them overboard. 

You don’t have to be friends with those you know you can’t handle right now, I’m just saying 1. look out for yourself, your own boundaries and mental well-being 2. hopefully this will help with empathizing with the person in question a little bit more. At least keeping in mind that they have their own perspective and emotional stuff too. and 3. If things don’t work out right now - don’t worry about it. Time is a long long journey, and people can grow and change - doesn’t mean you have to be there or be obligated to that.

Anyways, as an ending note I just wanted to say I do think Earth moons all kind of have similar problems with opening up - but emotional detachment doesn’t mean they don’t have emotions inside. It’s good to keep that in mind! 

If you need any advice on how to help this Virgo Moon person - usually offering detailed and logical advice right back analyzing the topic (whatever it is, like, hey lets talk about boundaries, or hey lets talk about how we both want to be treated?) tends to help. I think they’d appreciate it, just as long as it remains neutral and not a personal attack/direct criticism. They’re still a mutable earth sign, so they CAN get slippery if the tone isn’t right skkskskskkd but - otherwise, I think just spelling it out to them on how to DO stuff that you (and others) are comfortable with is nice. 

The problem with this combination is that they don’t KNOW if nobody teaches them. They don’t know what people expect, what other people require, they’re trying to do their best figuring it out themselves and trying to provide from their own perspective. Feedback really helps, but done so in a way that’s like proposing a new concept to discuss/discover together. Rather than a criticism of how shitty they made someone feel.

I hope this helps?? 💙🖤❤️ Again, if you’re interested in learning about this astrologically - try not to have prejudice by learning archetypes of these signs. It tends to help, alongside the placements. 

I think most of the time we’re trying to line up our experience with what we’ve learnt, simultaneously at the same time. But sometimes we miscalculate and turn into our experiences over-blinding what we should learn. I recommend reading up on what the planet does as well - if you’re looking into further details about the topic! As it tends to help.

Right.. so. Hm! I can’t take all the credit for this myself, since I did have a long discussion with my friend who’s an Aquarius/Virgo. I think they’re very empathetic, and it helped me a lot with how I wanted to form this answer. So I’m gonna add in some excerpt incase it helps:

Aquarius/Virgo friend: 

“i process emotions w a logical approach and when ppl for some come to me for help I’m v much able to help them and give them advice without getting emotionally attached at all? this sounds bad bc it sounds like im not emotionally supporting the person truly nhhhdh yeah it can be useful for advice and knowing how to go on from a bad situation nd move on but it’s not always ideal since. duh. feelings r made to… be felt.. properly” 

“but emotionally detached like FR…. idk man…. i think we care a lot abt people, we always want to help nd we’re not ok if they’re not. virgos r actually v sensitive to their environment and how others r feeling as well”

“and true i do feel like all earth signs have issues w expressing emotions. they’re grounded nd they know themselves… so they all think they’re self sufficient. or want to be or whatever. but ofc it’s not true y'all do need somEone sometimes. but its hard bc everyone relies on earth signs i think… so yeah”

“take good care of Virgos. we’re sensitive. we need love. we want people to like and need us. we’ve been through more than u know. yes i will process that you don’t like me logically but i do care deep down, I’ll just bury it so I don’t stop being logical. bye”

“also as u know we’re really good over analyzers nd over thinkers nd w that being said pls reply u were typing but didnt send did i say something wrong i hope i didnt but i idk idk what I’m talking about but  am i dumb??? reply plsssksskkjsjd where are u…   but then we never send these despite thinking them bc it’s an earth sign supposed 2 be cool for everyone nd grounded all the time”

   So! 💙🖤❤️ They’re kind of worriers! 💙🖤❤️ But they’re pretty harmless and nice once they learn how to relax and be chill a little bit more. I guess I’m saying sometimes you just gotta sit a cap/virgo down and be like my dude… mayhaps not?? and be done with it!! 💙🖤❤️ I hope this helps! 💙🖤❤️💙🖤❤️ 

[5hfanfiction]

Why Did I Get Married? (Camren)

Part Twenty Six: Back To Reality

“I’m here with, Camila Jauregui, and we’re talking about her newest album….‘The Hurting, The Healing, The Loving’,” James Corden; a renown talk show host said as he introduced the pop star. “We’re all dying to know, when is this highly anticipated album dropping?”

Camila smiled. She was way too excited for the release of this album, as it was as she dubbed 'her baby’. “Well, James, my baby will be dropping….drumroll please,” the audience laughed once they heard the drumroll. “September 21st! I’m so excited to share this with everyone, not just my fans but anyone who listens to my music. I hope it resonates with the broken, and I hope they know that their healing is coming. It may not be right now, but it’s coming.”

James grinned. “You heard it here first, folks. Camila Jauregui’s third studio album is dropping in two months! I don’t know about you all, but I am honestly super excited for this album!” The crowd murmured in agreement. All of Camila’s fans had been awaiting this album since before she even announced it was in the works, and it was finally going to be released and bless their ears. “Okay, so question, what’s your favourite song that you have on the record?”

Camila groaned. “Everyone keeps asking me this, but truth is, all these songs are my babies, they’re pieces of me. It’s like when your kids come and ask you which one of them is your favourite.”

James snorted. “Oh, trust me, I know the feeling.” The crowd laughed along with him.

“But, if I had to choose, I feel like my favourite song would be 'Like I’m Going To Lose You’.” This had been a part of Camila’s 'The Loving’, and a featured artist she had on it was John Legend. “And I know, you’re going to ask why, but I think it’s my favourite because it revolves around a situation between my wife and I.” Camila ran a hand through her hair. “I think…um…when we love someone, something that we forget is that at any given moment the person can be gone; be it death, divorce or whatever it is. And I feel like we don’t truly cherish someone until they’re gone. So I wrote that song after coming to the realisation that my wife won’t be here forever, so I plan on loving her like I’m going to lose her. Unconditionally, because we aren’t promised tomorrow.”

You might think that you don’t matter in this world, but because of you someone has a favourite mug that they drink their coffee out of every morning.

Someone has a favourite song, that whenever it comes on the radio, they can’t help but belt the lyrics out, not giving a shit whether they sound good or not.

Someone reads a book or watches a movie that you recommended and they get so lost in the little details, and they can’t help but wait to talk to you about it.

Don’t ever think you don’t have an impact in someone’s life. Your fingerprints can’t simply be wiped away from the little acts of kindness, from the way you love someone, it can’t go away just like that.

“Aw that’s literally the cutest thing I’ve heard all day!” James gushed. “Do you think she’s watching your interview right now? Do you have something you’ll like to tell the woman that stole your heart?”

Camila laughed. She didn’t think her wife had been watching the interview because she had to be at work at an insanely early hour. Nicholas Dos Santos was going to need her to photograph some of his models and that was going to take a few hours.

“I don’t think she’s watching right now, but even if she isn’t, I just want you all to know that this woman has my entire heart,” Camila placed her left hand over her heart and smiled. “I love her with everything in me. I know that no matter what…she’ll be mine. She’s my home.”

***

“Lauren!”

“Mrs Jauregui - Cabello!”

“Ma'am!”

It had been an extremely long day of running back and forth in her photography studio. Lauren was accustomed to all of this but today, she wanted everything to be perfect. Working with Nicholas was her childhood dream and she needed to impress this man, even though he had expressed on more than one occasion how much he fancied Lauren and Natasha’s work.

Lauren slid into her car, slamming the door shut, she rested her head against the steering wheel and shut her eyes for a bit. She just needed a moment of calm before heading home.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Her phone rang, groaning as she picked up the phone, once the voice rang through the speaker, she knew it was her sister.

“Heyyy, sissy!” Maggie greeted her sister. “Where are you?”

Lauren groaned. “I’m heading home. I’m so tired. I’m just going to dive into my bed and…die.”

“Very cryptic, hermana,” Maggie yelled at someone in the background, telling them to put something back. “But no can do, you’re coming to Val’s restaurant. You know where that is right?”

The older Jauregui mumbled an incoherent answer.

“Listen here, you dumb bitch, how many times do I have to tell you to stop eating the fucking food! She isn’t here yet!” Maggie yelled.

The person yelled back; the culprit being Dinah Jane, Camila and Lauren’s mutual friend. “Listen here, Jauregui, I would end your shit. Do not talk to me like that!”

Lauren snickered. “Mags, Dinah, the both of y'all need to behave.”

“Ugh!” Maggie let out frustratedly. “Just be here in twenty minutes before I murder this whore.”

Lauren laughed loudly. “Okay, fine. I’ll be there soon. And in case Dinah kills you, just letting you know that I love you.”

“Love you too! Now bye,” they both hung up.  Lauren hadn’t the slightest clue as to why her sister wanted her to come to Valetina’s restaurant, she just assumed that they were having a get together that Camila had planned last minute.

However, what Lauren had completely forgotten was that her 27th birthday was today. With all the work she was doing building up to today, it had slipped her mind. Of course, people wished her on her social medias, but she didn’t have the chance to check it, nor did she like social media to begin with.

Me, on the other hand, Twitter and Snapchat are my faves. I’m always lurking, scrolling…judging.

Anyway, it hadn’t been the first time Lauren had forgotten her birthday, in fact maybe it was the fourth or fifth. Unknowingly to her, Camila had planned an intimate get together with their families and close friends. She knew Lauren wasn’t too keen on extravagance, so the smaller, the better.

It was a twenty minute drive to Valentina’s restaurant. A pretty high end restaurant, might I add. Lauren parked her car and got out. She wasn’t greeted to people jumping out of nowhere, screaming 'Happy Birthday’, but rather Camila, Dinah and Maggie bickering about some birthday decorations.

Lauren cleared her throat loudly, the trio stopped and turned towards the noise, only to be greeted with their guest of honour.

“Laur!” Camila pouted. “You’re not supposed to be here yet.”

Lauren laughed. Izzy came charging at her mother, almost tripping in the process. She scoped the child up in her arms. “Feliz cumpleaños, mama!” Izzy wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck.

“Happy Birthday!!” Everyone else yelled out because it made no sense anymore as they weren’t prepared for Lauren’s entrance. Upon surveying the room, Lauren saw her parents, Sinu, Valentina, Becky, Dinah, Normani, Ally along with their families. Then there was Natasha who was chatting with Hailee; who recently ended things with her newest boyfriend, then there was Maggie and Ariana.

Lauren smiled. “I can honestly say that I’m surprised. I had completely forgotten about my birthday with everything that was going on.” She wrapped an arm around her wife pulling her close. “Thank you all for coming.”

“I don’t know how you can forget your birthday, babe,” Camila placed a kiss on her wife’s lips. “It’s the day the earth was blessed with such an amazing woman like you.”

Dinah cupped her hands over her mouth and yelled. “Smoothhhh.”

Camila smirked and sent a wink at her friend, “It’s the Cabello genes, baby.”

“Hear, hear!” Becky raised a glass of juice as her mother wasn’t going to allow her to drink anything alcoholic.

Maggie approached her sister and engulfed her in a hug. “Twenty seven has literally never looked any better,” she winked at her sister. “But! Let’s get you out of that hideous work attire,” the model linked arms with her sister, not before telling everyone to let the party begin.

Maggie popped open her trunk, and began rummaging through clothing bags.

Lauren laughed. “You have cocktail dresses in your trunk? Really, Mags?”

The younger Jauregui rolled her eyes. “Of course I do. I’m not an animal, Lauren.” She pulled out a jeans, and paired it with a shirt. It wasn’t something Maggie would wear because she goes all out, but her sister wasn’t extravagant; only when it comes to cars anyway. “Throw this on and go enjoy your party.”

Lauren took the outfit, but as her sister went to walk away, she pulled her back. “Hey, Mags?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you,” Lauren gestured to the party. “I really appreciate it.”

Maggie smiled. “You’re welcome, but I only did the heavy lifting. Your wife is the one who planned everything. You should be thanking her.”

Which was true. Camila had been the one who was planning Lauren’s birthday party. She didn’t want to do something over the top, but rather a small get together with Lauren’s loved ones.

“Although,” Maggie smirked. “I think you’re doing a pretty good job thanking her almost every other night.”

“O-okay,” Lauren blushed. “I think I should change and head back inside. You know, can’t keep my guests waiting!” She sprinted inside to change into her outfit, leaving her sister behind who was laughing uncontrollably.

***

After opening up a few gifts from her friends, and interacting with everyone, Lauren needed some time to herself. She grabbed a plate of food and headed out on the veranda to look at the cars that were passing by. Surprisingly, Camila was already there sitting on a bench, lost in her own thoughts.

Have you ever looked at the love of your life, when they’re doing absolutely nothing and find yourself falling more and more in love with them?

One day, you’re gonna meet this great girl or guy in life. And from the moment your eyes lock with theirs, you’ll know that they’re trouble. They’re going to have a weird sense of humour, they’re going to have an attitude, they’re going to drive you crazy. They’re going to make you do things you never thought you would’ve done. They’re going to make you see the world in a different light.

But, most importantly, they’re going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before.

You’re going to love them against reason, so no matter what, don’t get tired of them.

Don’t give up on her.

Because you knew from the moment your eyes locked with hers, the moment she took your breath away, you knew that she was….worth it.

“You’re staring, Jauregui.”

Lauren snapped out of her thoughts and she smiled to herself. “How can I not? You’re absolutely stunning. Especially in that dress.”

“Flattery would only get you everywhere,” Camila turned her head, and sent a wink to her wife.

Lauren approached the woman, taking a seat next to her. “But as beautiful as you look in that dress, I’ll love to see you out of it,” she whispered into Camila’s ears, causing her to shiver at the thought.

The brunette hummed. “I’ll keep that in mind when we get home, if you aren’t too exhausted.” She took the birthday girl’s hand in hers, pulling it onto her lap. “Listen, Laur, I know it’s your birthday but I need to tell you something.”

“LAUREN! CAMILA!” Ariana burst out onto the veranda where the couple were. “What are you two doing out here? The party is in there.”

“Why are you yelling?”

Ariana paused for a moment contemplating why she was yelling in the first place, but she shrugged. “I don’t know,” she giggled. “Oh by the way, Milz. I didn’t get the chance to tell you, but I’m really excited to be joining you on tour! Just us girls taking on the world!!”

The moment the word 'tour’ left Ariana’s lips, Camila could practically feel Lauren’s eyes glaring into the side of her head. When Camila didn’t say anything, and Ariana had saw the look on Lauren’s face, she knew she had messed up.

“WHAT’S THAT MAGS?!” Ariana pretended as though her girlfriend was calling her, as she tried to escape this very awkward situation. “COMING, BABE!” The pop star ran away, because she was sure some shit was about to go down. And she didn’t want to be a part of that.

“So,” Lauren began. “Tour, huh?”

Camila cringed. “Mi amor, please let me explain.” She turned to look at her wife, who was surprisingly calm, but she was pretty sure Lauren was about to murder her.

“Oh, go right ahead, amor,” Lauren smiled. “Tell me all about your tour.”

“It’s not…it’s not set in stone as yet,” Camila began. “I mean, maybe it is, but if you don’t…if you don’t want me to go, we can cancel it and I um..” She tried to find the right words, but she was so afraid of messing up the progress that they had made over the past few months. Camila wanted to tell Lauren about the tour, but every time she was about to, something interrupted them, and honestly? She was just too scared of her wife’s reaction.

Lauren sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Camz… I love you, I really do, but why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I was scared…”

“Scared of what?”

Camila turned away from her wife. “We we’re finally happy again. You, me, Izzy…then…then I have to leave again. And after everything we’d lose all the progress we made, and you’ll hate me and Izzy would hate me.”

Lauren took Camila’s hands in hers in an attempt to comfort her. “I could never hate you, amor. I’m mad and definitely sad, yeah. But hate you? I can’t ever do that.”

Camila sighed but she didn’t say anything.

“I just wish that you would talk to me about these things you, know? You can’t keep hiding your career choices from me, especially when I’m obviously going to find out.”

“I just…I just didn’t want us to go back to the way we used to be,” Camila frowned. “But I know me not saying anything wasn’t a good decision on my part.”

Lauren blew out heavily threw her mouth and stood. She lent against one of the pillars of the building, not saying anything. “I don’t want to fight with you, Camz.” She turned and looked at her wife. Sadness evident in Camila’s brown eyes. “But it just hurts when you have to leave, you know? I know it’s your career and I’m not asking you to choose between your family and your career. I just want us to be able to discuss these things. I just…want to have a say, you know?”

Camila nodded slowly. “I know, and I completely understand. It’s just even after therapy, it’s still a process, and it’s still hard, but…I want us to figure this out together.” The brunette stood and walked towards her wife, taking one of her hands and intertwining their fingers. “Do you want me to go on tour?”

“I do,” Lauren didn’t miss a beat. “I know how much this means to you and I know how much you love your fans, and how much they love you. I don’t want to come between that, I just want us to be with you, as a family.”

“Do you think we should move?”

The photographer kinked an eyebrow. “Move? What do you mean?”

“Like…I don’t know? To New York” Camila suggested. “Most of your clients are there, then I’m there most of the time because of work…it I don’t know, it makes sense.” When she saw the confused expression etched on her wife’s face, she began to mumble incoherent things. “Never mind, I’m just being silly.”

Lauren shook her head 'no’. “It’s not that. It’s just…everyone is here. My family, yours…and Izzy. All Izzy’s friends are here.”

“Izzy doesn’t really like her friends besides, Elijah, Moana, Destiny, Imani and Elena,” Camila pointed out, but then she sighed. “It was stupid anyway.”

“What was stupid?” Dinah asked as she stepped outside, Ally and Normani trailing behind. “This is literally your twenty seventh birthday, Ralph Lauren, what on earth are you doing outside here?”

Normani took a sip of her drink. “We should be doing body shots! I call dibs on, Camila.” She playfully winked at her friend’s wife, who blushed red in embarrassment.

“I just followed these two out here to ensure that they weren’t going to do anything stupid,” Ally said, throwing her friends under the bus. “You both look glum, what’s going on?”

Camila sighed heavily, and passed her hand over her face. “I’m going on tour.”

“Oh.”

“Damn.”

“Welp.”

Lauren rolled her eyes. “Really, guys?”

“I mean, we’re just saying, things don’t usually end well for the both of y'all when Mila tours,” Dinah pointed out. “What are you both gonna do?”

“Camila, suggested we move.”

“Oh, damn. To NYC?” Ally asked, causing Camila to nod. “That actually doesn’t sound like a terrible idea. She’s always there cause of her music, then sometimes she’s in LA, but I mean it’s not a bad idea.”

Which is true. Most of the time Camila was in New York recording her songs, doing interviews, then she would be back and forth between Miami and New York. Occasionally she would have to go to LA, but that wasn’t as often as New York.

“But then there’s Izzy,” Normani added. “Uprooting a child from a stable environment can hamper their friendships and relationships with other people. These effects are most problematic for kids who are introverted and those whose personalities tend toward anxiety and inflexibility.”

Dinah snorted. “Did you read that off some magazine or something?”

“Actually, yes I did,” Normani retorted. “I like to be well informed for my clients.”

“BUT!” Ally interrupted the two before they started bickering. “Maybe you should include, Izzy in your discussion. Not right now though, she’s playing with Dante, Maggie and the kids.”

Lauren sighed and looked at her wife. “Camz…I love you. I really do. Home isn’t four walls to me, it’s two eyes and a heartbeat.” She trailed her hand down Camila’s arm. “Home is wherever you are, and if moving is what seems best, then we can do it. But we need to include Izzy in this.”

Camila smiled softly and nodded.

“And obviously, we’re going to constantly be in NYC now!” Dinah said excitedly. “Can’t miss out on baby Camren’s precious years.”

Camila laughed. “Of course not, DJ. Mi casa es vuestra casa.” She then looked at wife. “What about me being gone for tour? What happens then?”

Lauren paused and thought for a moment. “I mean, I can always let Hailee manage my company. She’s very capable of doing that. And I can become a freelance photographer. Travel around with you, whichever country your career takes you, and do jobs for people.”

“And Izzy?”

“We can home school her,” Camila thought out loud. “Hire someone, with a child at least who can travel with us and can teach Izzy for the time that I’m away.”

It may seem a bit too drastic. Having your family on the road with you, but it seemed like the only logically idea, especially if you don’t want your partner to give up on her dreams.

If you didn’t want her to stop doing what she loved.

And if we were being honest, Lauren never truly liked sitting behind a desk. She always wanted to travel the world, be adventurous and do what she loved. But when the time came, she chose something practical over her dreams and just went with it.

Minor details would have to be worked out, but this was something that the Jauregui - Cabello family had to talk about together and then go ahead with. Well, only if it was beneficial to all of them, especially young Isabella as she was just a child.

***

“Hey, princesa,” Lauren took a seat next to her daughter who was staring at a slice of cake. The child seemed as though she was deep in thought, until her mother startled her. “Whatcha doing?”

“I’m thinking,” Izzy said. She had her tongue caught between her teeth, eyes not leaving the slice of cake.

Lauren smiled fondly at her child. She ran her hand through the child’s ponytail. “What about?”

Her daughter didn’t say anything for a moment.

“Mama?” Izzy looked at her mother randomly. “What’s your birthday wish?”

“I wished for us, as a family to be happy always. No matter what happens, that we’ll come back to each other.” Lauren picked up a fork and cut a piece of the cake to feed her daughter.

Izzy smiled once she tasted the cake. “Because we’re family and that’s what family do!”

“Exactly, princesa.” She tougher Izzy’s face tenderly, smiling fondly at her. “Why aren’t you with your friends?”

Izzy shrugged. “They annoy me when I play with them too much.” Lauren laughed. “I like Elena more, but she couldn’t come to your party.” She pouted.

“Maybe next time you can invite her home for a sleepover. Does that sound better?”

Izzy nodded furiously. “Yes! I can’t wait.”

“Hey,” Camila approached her wife and daughter. “Are the two of you bonding without me?” She fake pouted, looking adorable as hell.

Lauren patted her lap so that the woman could take a seat. “C'mere, let’s bond.”

Izzy grinned happily. The child was always overly excited when she saw her parents’ interacting with one another. She didn’t know what truly went down between the two, but she knew they weren’t happy then, but now seeing all the strides her parents were making, the child couldn’t have been any happier.

“How’s your birthday going, babe?” Camila asked her wife. “Got everything you wanted?”

Lauren buried her face in the crook of Camila’s neck, inhaling her scent. “I couldn’t have asked for anything more, if I’m being honest.” She looked up and smiled at their daughter. “Being here with the both of you, with my friends and family? What more could I want?”

“Probably some birthday cake, if you know what I mean,” Natasha butted in. She pulled up a chair and took a seat amongst the family. “Am I right, or am I right?!”

Izzy handed her plate of cake to Lauren. “You can have some of my cake if you want, mama.”

Natasha laughed loudly. “She’s so innocent like you, Camzii.” The woman patted Camila’s hand.

Lauren rolled her eyes playfully. “It’s okay, princesa. You enjoy your cake. Natasha is being an idiota.”

Izzy shrugged and continued to eat her cake, ignoring the adults around her.

“So,” Natasha began. “How’s my best friend in the whole wide world doing?”

Camila and Lauren exchanged a look. “What do you want, Tasha?”

The Dominican giggled and rolled her eyes. “I don’t want anything,” she said but the couple wasn’t buying it. “I’m serious! Oh my god, when I try to be nice, you don’t want my niceness?” Lauren kinked an eyebrow at her. “Okay, fine. I was wondering if Hailee is like…I don’t know… single?”

“I mean, from what I know she recently broke up with her boyfriend,” Lauren said. She ran her fingers through her wife’s hair mindlessly. “Why do you wanna know?”

Natasha shrugged. “Oh, no reason. I was just wondering.” The table fell silent, until Camila grew bored and decided on dragging her wife up on stage with her so that they can perform.

“Anyway,” Camila stood and pulled Lauren up along with her. “Let’s sing!”

“Camz…” Lauren whined. “I don’t want to!”

It wasn’t that Lauren was a terrible singer, she just didn’t really like to do it. It was always Camila’s thing, the same way Camila didn’t like photography or having her photo taken, but due to her career, she had no choice but to grow accustomed to it.

The reason why Camila and Lauren had worked so well was that they both respected each other’s wishes. They didn’t force each other to do something they didn’t like or didn’t want to. But even if the other was uncomfortable with something and they knew their partner wanted to do it, they always pushed away their fear or dislike of something.

Especially Lauren, she was always the shyer, more reserved one amongst the two.

When Lauren is with Camila, she’s different. In a good way of course. She smiles and laughs more. She doesn’t have to pretend that everything is okay, when it’s really not. She can let her guard down. She can allow her walls to crumble without the fear of being hurt.

Camila doesn’t feel hurt and alone when she’s with Lauren. Instead, she feels safe and loved. She’s easy to talk to, and Lauren listens. She doesn’t have to worry about holding anything back because Lauren doesn’t judge her. She doesn’t ever feel insecure or sad, because she knows that she’s the only one that Lauren wants.

When you’re with someone, they’ll show you that they really do care, and  they’re not just pretending.

When you’re with them, you’re different.

You’re happy.

Camila and Lauren sang effortlessly.

Whenever they’re together, whenever they do something together, it just flows so naturally. That’s when you know that they’re your person.

That’s when you know they’re the one.

Lauren took Camila’s hand in hers and pulled her close, the microphone in the other as she held it close to her lips.

“Everybody’s talking about heaven like they just can’t wait to go, Saying how it’s gonna be so good, so beautiful,” she trailed her hand down Camila’s arm, gazing lovingly into her wife’s beautiful brown eyes.

“Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain’t convinced, 'Cause, I don’t know how, I don’t know how heaven, heaven…” Camila brought Lauren’s hand to her lips and kissed her palm. “I love you,” she mouthed as she stared into Lauren’s eyes.

“Could be better than this (heaven) Could be better than this (heaven, heaven),” They sang together, as the music slowly faded in the background.

Once the song was over, Lauren dropped her microphone on the floor, and cupped Camila’s cheeks. “I am so in love with you, Camila Jauregui. So irrevocably in love with you.”

She kissed Camila with every ounce of passion that she had burning inside of her. Every ounce of love and need that she had for this woman. That she had for her wife. She kissed her like it was going to be their last kiss.

Don’t ever take the one you love for granted because you never know when you’ll run out of time. The thing about some relationships is that they just end. You can compare it to a star. They burn bright and brilliant for quite some time, and then for no particular reason, they just reach their end. Nothing goes wrong.

In a sense, I guess, they just burn out.

So embrace the time you have with someone. Love them like you’re going to lose them. Give them your all, only if they’re deserving of it.

Love with no regrets.

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Wattpad: Commander_Camren

[issajuju-bug]

Fuckboi Troubles Two

-I literally stayed up all night to write this so a bitch is tired,but don’t worry the story not over yet.

The whole ride to the apartment was tense as fuck. I can't believe I got in his damn car, ain't no way in hell am I forgiving him. Hell, I had to fight a bitch today. I don't give a damn how good the dick is, you not about to treat me like a side piece. So why the hell am I in his car right now looking like a dumbass?

"I can't believe you just did that stupid ass shit (y/n). Then you brought yo ratchet ass cousin, wit ha loudmouth ass." Erik says pulling up to our apartment. I get out and make sure I slam the door hard as shit. "Don't be slamming my door like that."

"Shut the fuck up talkin to me. I ain't trying to hear shit you saying, I hope yo dirty ass caught fleas. And don't fix yo damn mouth to say shit about my cousin." By now we've made it to the elevator. He hits our floor number and I move to the opposite side.

I look down at my phone when it vibrates to see Nicki has texted me. 'I just pulled up, Y'all in the apartment yet?' 'Yea we stepping out now, you can go ahead and come up.' "Why is my shit outside?" "Nigga did you not understand that I'm through wit yo ass. You can take that shit to Keke's mama house."

I step into the apartment about to close the door but he pushes it open. "Erik I'm not about to do this wit you just go, you obviously don't want me. So get yo ass from around here." Could this nigga not understand what I was saying like damn.

"I ain't trying to hear all that yo ass must forgot that I pay rent for this bitch!" "And my name on the lease bitch so try again." After I said that Erik got chest to chest with me. "You got one more time to call me a bitch, so you better watch that shit." I step back and look his ass up and down. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

By now Nic is walking into the apartment and steps beside me. "Nigga I hope for yo sake you ain't threatening this one right here. Cause these hands bisexual asf and so are the bullets in my gun, so what you wanna do?" Nicki says pushing me back to step in front of Erik. "So what you gone shoot me now Nic?" I ain't saying you bout to get shot, but I can't honestly promise you not. You know I don't play no games with my cousin."

Erik backs up like he is about to leave but instead he looks at me. "I wanna hear (y/n) say she's done with me." I coulda swore I just told this nigga to get ghost, see that's that shit I be talking about. "Bye nigga." Instead of leaving like I told him this nigga starts laughing like it's something funny. "You really mad that I fucked that girl huh?" "You got damn skippy, how the fuck was I supposed to act Erik?

What you expected me to just be cool wit that shit?"

I moved past Nic to push him, I couldn't believe I was hearing this shit who the fuck did he take me for? I couldn't believe I actually loved this nigga. "You know what I hate you Erik; I hate that I ever gave yo stupid ass the time of day. I hate yo stupid ass I swear." "Yea whatever (y/n) you saying that shit now, but what about later?"

I laugh throwing my head back, "Oh you don't have to worry about later Erik because I got plenty of niggas lined up." Erik looks at me like I'm stupid and says, "The fuck you mean you got plenty lined up?" When he says that Nicki decides to make herself known again. "Nigga you honestly thought that you were the only person checking for my cousin, hell half of em are yo homeboys. Nicki says laughing way too hard for Erik's liking because he snaps.

"Man miss me wit that bullshit, you expect me to believe that them niggas dumb enough to try to (Y/n) while I'm fuckin her.....hell naw." Nicki picks up the water she left and sips it like it's tea. "I mean you don't have to believe me even if I got the messages to prove it."

"Didn't Rodney ask to eat yo pussy like it's his last supper (Y/n)?" Look at Nic ass being petty; she about to get Rodney's ass beat. "Yea he did but it's not a big deal, the thing that took me off guard was when he sent a video of his dick. When I say I was shook, girl I did not know Rodney was packing like that." I could tell Erik was getting mad but I didn't have any fucks to give.

"I swear my dude is working with three legs, I don't know how that nigga walks around with that shit. At this point, Erik is big mad he walking back and forth just mumbling. "You know what you go ahead and fuck that nigga, and when he turns yo ass out I don't wanna hear shit about it.

"Nigga I will pop this pussy for whoever I want to cause you and me are through. I promise you don't have to worry about getting a text from me." I was so ready to be done with Erik and his bullshit. "Can you just leave already I don't have time for this shit."

Erik grabs his stuff like he's about to leave but instead, he just walks down the hallway to one of the spare rooms. " I told you I'm not leaving, we got three whole rooms you can keep our old room." I know this nigga lying first, he cheats now he wanna be on some roommate shit. What's next he gone wanna braid my hair while we talk about all the people we've been fucking lately?

I look at Nic and she looking confused asf, I mean this nigga deflee said he was gone bounce if I told him to. I walk down the hallway to the spare room, "Erik you can't stay here I told yo ass yo go to Keke's momma house." "And I told yo hard of hearing ass that since I pay rent I ain't going nowhere." I look at Nicki so she could help, but this bitch on the phone talking to some nigga.

"Yea you can go ahead and slide through and make sure you bring something to drink and smoke. And it better not be Henny either." She looks at me and Erik with a big ass grin on her face. "You don't have to leave Erik I mean as long as you don't care about Rodney sliding through?"

This bitch must want a fight to break out, why the hell would she invite Rodney's ass. "Hell naw that nigga ain't coming up in here with that shit." "Erik you not my damn daddy I can do whatever the fuck I want."  He looked at me smirking, "Oh so now I'm not yo daddy, ok then that nigga better not come here.

He walks into the room and closes the door. "Come on bitch we gotta get you dressed for Rodney," Nic says dragging me to my room. I was not ready for what was about to go down. Nic had decided that we should drink a little before Rodney came just so I could loosen up.

By the time Rodney came through I was gone. I never drunk a lot because of me being a bit of a lightweight. Erik usually stopped me when he noticed I was having a bit too much. I ended up answering the door.

”Heyyyy Rodney what's up, what took you so long to get here, ” I say pulling him into the apartment. He's looking around like he's trying to find somebody. ”Oh, you (y/n) I just didn't know if Nicki was being serious or not.”

I pull him to the couch while Nic is messing with my speaker. She turns Drowning on, at this point, I'm not really paying attention. I look Rodney up and down. He was a fine piece of dark chocolate that had pretty white teeth. He had a low cut with waves so deep it could make you sick, but no matter how fine he was or how drunk I was, he wasn't Erik.

Ask me if I'm gone let that stop me from getting this pussy popped. Nic is at the table rolling up. I look back at Rodney to see him looking at me mad hard. ”So you and ole dude broke up?” He asks scooting closer to me. Now Rod’s ass is supposed to be Erik boy, but shidd I see that don't mean shit. But that ain't none of my business as long as he takes my mind off of Erik ain't shit ass I could care less.

”Yea me and ole boy done I'm surprised you didn't know.” Nicki comes back with the blunt and hands it to me so I can light it. Now I'm not about to sit here and say I smoke on the daily but I know a lil.

I don't know how long it took us to smoke all the weed, but I feel like I smoked the most. Nicki is laying on the floor just eating some chips while I'm laid all over Rodney. I mean my ass is pressing into this nigga’s dick. I was about to say something but Rock by Plies came on and Nic decided to cut it up loud as shit. ”

SHE IS MY ROCK BUST AT THE OP HOLD DOWN THE SPOT, BEAST WITH THE BOX. SHAWTY BE WET, DOPE IN THE POT. BEAT DOWN THE BLOCK, THE BEST THING I GOT. SHE IS MY ROCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK.SHE IS MY ROCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK, OCK!

When I say that shit was loud I mean I could feel the vibrations on the table. Nic made Rodney and me get up to do the damn dance with her, that was all. Next thing I know Rodney grinding his damn dick all on my ass. I mean he wasn't trying to hide it at all, he was holding my hips to make sure I didn't move.

I don't know if it was the weed or the alcohol, but my ass was just going along for the ride. In fact, we were all into it so much that we didn't notice Erik coming into the living room to tell Nic and me to turn down the music. Everything after that seemed to move in slow motion.

Erik looked at Rodney first, then where his hands were; he looked at how close we were last. He went from mad to pissed tf off. ”Nigga if you don't take yo goddamn hands off my girl, I'm gone break them shits.” I tried to move just in case Erik jumped over the couch to get to Rod, but this nigga’s grip was hard as hell.

”Last time I checked Y'all broke up so I can do whatever the fuck I want. I look at Nicki and she moving my table against the wall. ” I don't give no fucks while I'm staying here paying rent she my girl.” If this nigga mention paying the rent one more damn time I'm gone hit his ass.

Rod finally lets me go so he can step closer to Erik. ”Well if she was all on me like that then you must not be doing something right.” Nic and I move the couch forward just in case these niggas get to tussling. ” I don't even see why you coming at me like this E, I thought we were boys?”

Erik steps closer to Rod, ” Nigga we weren't shit especially since you trying to fuck (Y/n).” Lord, I swear these niggas gone make me get a white boy. You know what they say ’Once you go white your credit get right.’ I don't know what Rod ass said cause I started ignoring they asses, but the next thing I know Erik then hit this nigga. Why when a nigga gets hit his first reaction is to grab the nigga that hit him.

Now Rodney wasn't weak by no means, he used to be a linebacker on the varsity football team. So it can be dangerous if he gets a good grip on you. When he grabbed Erik he took him to the ground and these niggas just had to break my side table. Erik was trying to get up but like I said Rodney was more on the wrestling side than actually throwing hands.

”Well, there goes any high I had; do you wanna break that up, ” Nic asks me looking at the fight. I really didn't want to get involved in that because of the fact that we could get hurt, but if we didn't these niggas were going to break everything. ”Aye, Y'all can take this shit outside.

Nic and I are trying to pull Rodney off Erik but this bastard is strong as fuck. With us trying to pull him off, Erik pushes him which results in Rod falling back with me and Nicki falling too. Nicki’s not hurt and for a sec, I think I'm ok too until I feel this really sharp pain in my lower back.

I ignore it and get back up to help Nic cause now Erik is hitting Rodney. ”I'm gon tase both Y'all asses I swear.” It's a little easier to get Erik off of Rod, but that doesn't mean they stopped fighting. Rod is up in a sec trying to get back at Erik.

Nic steps in front of him while I push Erik back some. ”Rodney I'm sorry but can you leave, I'll call you later.” “Man nawl fuck you bitch and that nigga.” What the fuck did I do I’m just trying to break up this damn fight. “Call her a bitch again and watch I rock yo shit.” “And I’m wit Erik for once, bitch you than lost yo everlasting mind talking to my cousin like that.”

I mean I can see why Rodney is mad, Erik did fuck his face up. He snatches away from Nicki to go to the door. ”That's why yo dick little you peanut head ass nigga.” Yea we lied about him having a big dick, we just wanted Erik to be mad.

Rodney slams the door when he leaves, but all I care about is all the shit they broke. I try to sit down on the couch but it hurts every time I bend. ”Whats wrong with you did he hit you, ” Erik asks walking over to me. ”No, but when I fell I think I hit my tailbone.”

Nicki goes to get something cold while I try to walk to my room. I couldn't even make it out of the living room before Erik picks me up, which hurts like hell because I'm bending. ”No Erik put me down this hurts I can walk myself.” He takes me to our my room and lays me on my stomach.

Nicki comes with some ice in a small Ziploc bag Erik grabs it from her and puts it on my lower back. ”I'm going to the other room, you gone be ok or...?” Nicki trails off looking at me. ”Yea I'll be ok thanks Nic.

”Its ok Erik you don't have to hold it I'll do it, ” I say trying to reach my hand back but he just hits it. ”It's my fault you're hurt so this the least I can do.” I feel like he wasn't just talking about his fight with Rodney, but him cheating too. ”I don't wanna talk about it anymore E.”

”Well I want to talk about it (Y/n), I was stupid to cheat on you. Then I got mad when you wanted to move on.” I turn my head away from him to look at the headboard since my eyes were starting to water. I was so ready to push him away but was that really what I wanted.

Erik was my first real love but that doesn't mean I can just let him cheat on me. My mom uses to tell me that cheating wasn't a dealbreaker for her and my dad. She said because of it only happening once and my dad begging for forgiveness, but could I trust Erik not to cheat again.

”You don't have to worry about me anymore, I'll be gone in the morning,” Erik said getting ready to leave. I turn to grab him, ”We can try again, slower this time.” I said while my tears were finally starting to fall. Yea I'm stupid but love often makes people like that.

”Lay back down baby before you hurt yourself again.” ”If I lay down are you going to leave?” I ask looking at him. He shakes his head as he wipes my tears away. He pulls the covers over me and gets up to cut the light off. He comes back to lay down beside me being careful not to hurt me.

”How about we finish talking about this tomorrow?” Erik asks looking at me or at least I think he's looking, it's too dark to tell. ”Can I ask you something E?” He laughs which makes his chest jump. ” You just did, ” he says pulling me closer. ”You know what I meant smartass.”

”I did I just love to mess with you.” I take a deep breath thinking if I really wanted to know the answer to this question. Another thing my mom said that if you didn't want the answer don't ask the question.

”What made you cheat on me?” I ask poking his chest. ”You had pissed me off, I don't even remember what we argued about that day. When I left I went to the club to just drink, but I saw ole girl there and she was pushing on me had as hell. So I said fuck it, we didn't fuck that night she just sucked my dick.”

I let all that sink in, I kinda wondered did he forget her name. ”But like I said we’ll talk about that tomorrow, now go to sleep and don't think about it.” We get comfortable and I close my eyes thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow morning.

[imagines4you]

Jealousy

"Hi! I was wondering if you could do an imagine, where Lynn gets jealous somehow and then maybe some smut. I won’t get offended if you don’t want to."

"Can i request a Lynn Gunn imagine where her and the reader decide to play truth or dare in public? all is fun in games till Lynn gets jealous?"

Mashed these two prompts together because who doesn't love jealousy? I have had no motivation over the past few days and I feel bad promising you guys that I'm gonna make it up to you and then I have no energy to write, sad times. I'm doing my best atm, I'm super busy this week, Hope this makes up for it, Sorry y'all. This is a long ass imagine ahaha I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THIS I’m sorry my loves <3

You gripped the two red, plastic cups in your hands, trying hard not to spill the drinks you had just gotten. Music was blaring throughout the house, the lights were flashing and sweaty bodies surrounded you, left, right and centre. You had arrived late, but the after show party for PVRIS's tour was in full swing.

You continued through the crowd, trying to find your girlfriend Lynn, but she was nowhere to be seen. She had asked you to get some drinks and that she would meet you in the same spot but now she had disappeared. Instead, you caught the gaze of another woman, just a few metres away from you. She was leaning with her foot propped up against the wall but you could tell that she was quite tall, almost as tall as Lynn, you had to admit she was beautiful, even though you only had eyes for your girlfriend. She sipped on her own drink, a slight smirk on her lips, 'definitely drunk' you thought to yourself. Her hair was a striking shade of pink, but that's not why you couldn't take your eyes off of her. She was staring at you, and as much as you wanted to look away, you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. Your face must've shown how confused you were because you saw her stifle a laugh and then stumble off into the crowd.

You jumped a little as a hand slapped your shoulder, dragging you from your thoughts. You turned to be met by a familiar face. It was one of Lynn's band mates and a close friend of yours, Brian. He was definitely buzzed, "Y/N we're playing Truth and Dare, right now.. you're hic you're coming with me" He slurred, shoving you in the direction of another room. "Have you seen Lynn?" You tried to question, but the sound of the music drowned out your voice. Brian gave you one last push as you reached the doorway, it was so forceful that you almost fell into the room, you tried to regain your balance. Brian laughed drunkenly in response, stopping instantly once he saw your glare. You nudged his side in annoyance, trying hard to contain your own laughter. You surveyed the room you had entered, It was clear you were in some sort of lounge room, it was a quieter spot, away from the main party area. There was a coffee table in the centre and two couches either side of it. You spotted Lynn immediately, she was sitting on the couch on the right. She flashed you a smile as you walked towards her, obviously seeing you stumble in, but she continued on with her conversation, paying little attention to you. You noticed a woman with her hand wrapped around Lynn's shoulder's, irritating you already. You had to fight your way through the huddle of people that surrounded her, "There you are, thanks for ditching me" You joked half-heartedly, handing her a drink. "Sorry babe, I just got caught up with some old friends" She replied, not even making eye contact with you. You rolled your eyes, downing whatever alcoholic beverage you had poured into your cup. "Woah, slow down there Y/N, I meant to go get you, I promise, I just.. forgot" Lynn said, finally removing herself from the group's conversation and giving you a small smile. She reached behind her and grabbed your hand, rubbing her thumb over your knuckles, but the woman was still wrapped around her and she didn't seem to care. "Everyone, Shut up and form a circle! It's time for Truth and Dare!" A random male voice yelled, you were thankful that you now had something to do. Lynn looked up at you expectantly, poking some guy to get up from his seat beside her. The woman snuggled her head into the crook of Lynn's neck, making you sigh angrily. Just as you were about to sit down a hand grabbed your wrist, you thought it was Brian again but when you twisted your neck you realised that it was the same girl from earlier, pulling you to the opposite side of the room. You shot Lynn an apologetic look, but since she didn't mind having girls swoon over her, then why shouldn't you. 

The girl giggled as you both collapsed to the floor near the left couch, the alcohol starting to have an effect on your system. The way you had fallen had caused the girl to land on your lap, something you thought nothing of, you subconsciously wrapped your hands around her waist as the game begun. People started talking around you, asking questions, you could hear various 'oohs' and 'ahhs' but mainly you just blocked them out. "I don't think I got your name" The girl asked suddenly, "I don't think I got yours either" You countered. She smirked, "The name's Elizabeth, but you can call me Lizzy" The girl said, giggling again. You extended a hand out for her to shake, "I'm Y/N, nice to meet you Lizzy"

She kept her hand in yours, resting them on her knee. You looked at your intertwined fingers, she played with your hand the same way Lynn did, you loved the attention. You looked in front of you, where Lynn stayed sat on the couch, your hair falling in front of your face. You could see her mouthing words at you but you couldn't make out what she was saying, you made sure to show off what Lizzy was doing. She gave up and folded her arms over her chest, huffing and looking in the opposite direction. You had definitely made her mad. Lizzy played with your hair before brushing it behind your ear, "You're so beautiful Y/N" 

"Hey you, Truth or Dare" You didn't even have time to reply, you turned to see some man talking and pointing at Lizzy ."Guess it's my turn" Lizzy mumbled to you before turning her attention to the man, "I pick dare" She exclaimed. "I dare you to flash us!" The man replied, a cheeky grin on his face, the crowd of men burst into laughter, cheering him on. No one expected her to follow through with the dare. At least that was until she released your hand and tugged at the hem of her shirt. She lifted it above her head, revealing that she was not wearing a bra. You looked away as quickly as you could, your face going bright red. You heard her count to five and then cover herself again. Everyone was in awe, but it didn't last very long since everyone was drunk off their heads and so the game continued.

"Now where were we, You here with anyone tonight?" She whispered seductively into your ear. You choked a little, her tone catching you off guard. You pushed her off your lap as gently as possible. "Actually y.. yeah.. yeah I am, my girlfriend is over there and I don't think she'll be too happy" You said quickly, pointing to where you thought she was. Lizzy rested a hand on your thigh, "I don't see anyone" she said softly, she was so close, her hot breath tickling your neck. "Y/N Truth or Dare" Another man called. "No! That's enough of that" Lynn growled from behind you, grabbing your shoulder and yanking you back from Lizzy. "Get up Y/N" Lynn said through gritted teeth, "We're going!" Lynn said to the rest of the crowd. She stormed out of the room not waiting another second for you. You said bye to Lizzy and scrambled to your feet, jogging to catch up with Lynn. You followed her out of the front door, the bitter air hitting your skin. You yelled her name to try catch her attention but she wouldn't turn around, not until you had both walked to her car. "What the hell are you doing Y/N!" Lynn yelled, pacing back and forth on the road. "Well I was trying to play a game of Truth and Dare, that was until you pulled me out of it" You replied, holding your arm out to stop her from pacing. She grabbed your arm and spun you around, pushing you back till your ass hit the car door, "You know what I meant, Don't play dumb with me Y/N" Lynn spat. You smirked at her, "The way she had her hands all over you, and that stunt she pulled! Showing off her tits, what the fuck Y/N. Your mine, you hear me!" Lynn continued to yell, gripping your wrists in her hands, she pinned them to your sides.

"Well at least Lizzy was giving me some attention tonight" You mumbled.

"You remember her name?" Lynn scoffed, backing away from you.

"Of cour-" "Get in the car" Lynn cut you off angrily, "We're going home"

Lynn refused to look at you the whole drive home and when you got there she rushed out of the car. She slammed the door behind her and entered the house. Shit. You thought to yourself. Maybe you had gone too far. The house was eerily quiet as you walked in, Lynn wasn't in the kitchen, or the dining room. You tiptoed up the stairs and into your bedroom, she wasn't there either. You sighed.

"She sat there, in your lap, and you let her" Lynn's voice startled you. She snaked her arms around your waist and kissed your neck, edging her hips into your ass. "You wanted my attention, So now I'm going to give it to you, All of it" She continued, biting your neck and sucking on it harshly. She gently pulled your tee from your body and slid your jeans slowly down your legs. She kissed up the length of your thighs, her hands roaming around your body. She unclipped your bra and let it drop to the ground, turning you by your hips to face her. That's when she changed, you could see the evil gleam in her eyes. She pushed you onto the bed forcefully, straddling your hips. Her lips found yours and she kissed you roughly, making sure it was all tongue and teeth, you gave in to her dominant side. Her touch was harsh, she groped at your exposed breasts and thumbed at your already hard nipples, taking them inbetween her teeth. You moaned out involuntarily, a smirk was plastered across Lynn's face. She bit and scratched at every part of your body before crawling down to your legs, she spread them widely, pushing your underwear aside and plunging two fingers into your core. "Fuck Lynn" You moaned. She didn't let you adjust, you were so tight, your wetness covering her fingers within seconds. She continued to fuck you deeply, making sure to keep up her fast pace. She thumbed your throbbing clit, using her free hand to palm your breast, her lips sought out yours. "Fuck I..I'm going to cum" You breathed against her lips. "Then cum for me baby" Lynn whispered, her words sent you over the edge and she worked you into pure bliss. She licked up your juices completely, her tongue making your clit tingle.

"You wanted my attention, Well i'm not finished yet"