#memes getting in your head and not leaving

[lostintransist]

Fallen Angel | Grocery Delivery

The knock at the door came as a surprise.

Opening it you found several grocery bags filled with items. Lifting the receipt from one of the bags you confirmed the address matched, and the order listed S. Riley. You know Simon’s last name was Riley. Would he be home soon? He typically messaged you a heads up to avoid, well you don’t know, maybe awkwardness? You never had men over for sexual reasons, but a group of friends for wine nights and games wasn’t out of the question.

Sending off a quick text you let Simon know his food arrived.

You got a message back almost immediately.

>Won’t be home for another week. Can you eat anything that will go bad?

Looking over everything as you unbagged it and placed it on the counter you were confused. Almost everything he bought was perishable, would need to be used in about a week and would feed you for at least a week and a half if you stretched it.

<Sure, I guess?

>Thanks.

The shop was almost bringing in a profit, a few more weeks of eating the left overs from the day and you would be able to start paying yourself more than the amount that covered rent, and car expenses.

You hadn’t been suspicious the first two times; shit happens and getting reassigned after being ready to go home was pretty normal for Simon.

But the third time? Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, but three times? That’s a fucking pattern.

<Stop ordering food for me.

>Something wrong?

“Motherfucker you know something is wrong, you can’t just keep doing this!” You growled down at your phone.

>Watch me.

<If you put cameras up in our flat, I will smother you on your next leave.

>Better men than you have tried.

<*Lord of the Rings Meme* “I am no man.”

>No cameras but I could feel the anger radiating off my phone.

Pursing your lips you decided to leave him on read, let him suffer. Fucker.

Hours later at the shop a message pops through on your phone.

>You struggle to let people help you.

<Help is asked for, this is intrusive.

You set your phone down to greet a customer. When you returned there was one more message.

>You don’t have to earn help.

A hot spike of emotion ripped through you. Fighting back tears and nausea all at once you stepped into the cooler to cry. Sometimes having an observant man for a roommate fucking sucked.

Fallen Angel Masterlist | Masterlist

[abigailunderthemoon]

Me: Oh man! I actually hung my clothes up yesterday. Also me for some god damned reason: Clothesmaxxed hangpiller. Not beating the clothes hanging charges. The clotheshanger. Me: Stop it. Why am I doing this to myself. I'm my own worst enemy. A distant echo from somewhere in the recesses of my mind: ...worstpilled enemymaxxer...

[clubsmarties]

"Ugh," Juju rolled her eyes and sighed. This she knew. "It was peer pressure from the people there. They spooked them into thinking it wouldn't work. That stress from the job would pull them apart and would get them to hate each other like it did to so many others before them. It was just nonsense and these two bought into it. They didn't realize that they were always built different."

She shook her head but understood. "I'm an only child but I do have Laurel and I've treated her like a sister. I get the protective mode. It's why I didn't let your brother drag her down. I can jump in to defend her. He doesn't scare me. Agency boys don't frighten me. If someone comes for her then they better prepare to square up. I bite back." Releasing a sigh she shrugged. "So I understand where you're all coming from. It doesn't mean I agree with the tactics."

"They're both that meme of idiots in love." she said that lovingly. "These two will risk their own lives if it means the other gets to live. Believe me, I wrangle Laurel in a lot of the time. It's that love and dedication to each other that proves they're not like anyone else. No matter what they're loyal to the other. I agree. I'd very much like for them to find a new career. But you can only lead a horse to water not make them drink it."

She shook the apology away quickly. "No, don't do that. You have nothing to be sorry for. Least of all apologize for your brother's bedside manner. He needs to do it himself. Not to me either. But to Laurel. I can't say I've lost anyone close to me. So, I can't even begin to imagine how different I'd react if I was in your shoes but I do understand fear over someone not making it. Your brother isn't the only one who could leave. Laurel has been in my life for years. I can't even begin to think about what happens if I lose her. So I get it."

"No sense at all." Inez couldn't help but join in on her laughter, beginning to feel ridiculous for the intense attitude she carried since arriving here (only increasing with her brother's encouragement). "Mhm, I'm inclined to agree." She had not seen her brother with that goofy smile, not the way he had when he talked about her. "We never really understood why, it just seemed bizarre that they broke up right before they began their time at the academy." Inez didn't like to pry, so she didn't ask much, and didn't question when they remained friends. "It's not that simple," but explaining it wouldn't be easy. "Do you have any siblings? It's impossible to not jump at their defense, even when there's no one to blame. Oddly enough, we find someone to blame." Some siblings, like Isaac, more than others. Inez usually tried maintaining neutrality, but she did tend to side with her siblings when needed. "We just want to protect him, but you may have a point. It sounds like they were both pretty torn up." Pretty confirmed, upon hearing how she kept his sweaters on. Isa had mentioned he always had the same blanket wrapped around him during their calls.

Inez was only half-surprised when Julia confirmed she was still in love with him. She hadn't asked her brother anything related to feelings or dating, knowing there was probably more to the story if they were still best friends and even lived together. But, hearing someone else confirm her vague suspicions was vindicating. Making Isaac understand would be a whole other thing though. "No, it's not that. I didn't think the love was lost, I just didn't expect both of them to be so...devoted, to the point of risking their life. They can't keep doing this, putting each other at risk. I'm grateful, of course, but it's not good."

Clown party of the century seemed too accurate, especially knowing she missed a good portion of it, and only knew what Isaac had shared thus far. Then again, it seemed Isaac was too clouded by his emotions to provide an accurate retelling. "I apologize, for our behavior." It was the first time an actual apology came from her lips, on behalf of the entire family. "I do see that you guys care for him and her, being here all this time. I see that, and I do appreciate it. As mentioned, we're just very protective of our family. We've lost too much, the thought of losing another puts us in a spot where we don't recognize ourselves."

[backpackingspace]

I am once again thinking about how odysseus who witnessed the horrors that the captured women went through (one of his main duties in the iliad was taking the women back home and making sure they were as comfortable as possible and safe because he was the only one trusted not to violate them further due to his devotion to penelope. And in the odyssey part of the reason circe sent him to the underworld was so that he'd have to listen to all these women's stories (before he could talk to the prophet) ). Who was one of the few that saw women as people and respected their space and opinions. And was then put in those exact same situations. I don't have the motivation right now to do a full literary analysis of this (I'll site the sources too) but oh man one day I'm going to write a full essay on this.

[puppyeared]

who up seeing their disorder in a fictional character but feel like its not their place to put a name on it

[blujayonthewing]

opening the group chat for the first time today and there's like 200 new messages because everyone's Going Through It today it seems but one of my friends dropped 'I'm separating from [terrible boyfriend she's been living with for like eight years] for real this time, I just moved a bunch of stuff to my parents' and I'm losing my mind because y'all the subject changed almost immediately HEY HI EVERYBODY ELSE SHUT THE FUCK UP I WANNA HEAR ABOUT THAT???

[writterings]

so tonight starts the first night of me living alone in a farmhouse for a full month. bthe closest town in 15 minutes away (and is also the town they filmed friday the 15th in) and i'm gonna have to both clean the house and take care of some animals. but! luckily my cousin only lives 15 minutes away (not in the town) so we can hang a lot and i can get her husband to teach me how to do work on cars and how to play guitar or smth :3

[nindoes]

inbox call.

[magentagalaxies]

current mood

[sooouth]

god DAMN it.

just cried over satosugu for the first time.

[spidersiren]

Anon fairy! Going around sending my favorite blogs some questions. How does Lorelai like to be kissed?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA thank you so much for this ask !! i'm so happy :0)

lor isn't the biggest on intimacy, at least not at first. kindness, gentleness, etc is all very foreign to her and something she doesn't quite know how to handle. she's blocked out a lot of good feelings in favor for numbness, so when she's presented with them, it's a little bit overwhelming.

she's good with being kissed hard and biting. she doesn't necessarily view kisses as intimate always, because she's good with dirty and quick and messy, and as long as the kisses are in that general realm, she's fine.

i think if she actually is able to be kissed without the intention of it turning into something else, she'd like kisses more. i think she'd like them more gently, too. something a little bit softer. she's always so used to rough hands, both hers and her partners, so she'd be a little clumsy with the softness of a sweet kiss, but i could see it becoming some sort of a craving, too! she actually very much craves intimacy. she just doesn't want to lose it so she doesn't let herself have it, but once she does, i think it's all over.

that's a long winded way to say she has a lot of fun with messy kisses that don't mean anything, but she would definitely like some meaning to them once she works on some of her intimacy issues lmao

[whereisthedamndaddymanual]

On our oldest sister.

Sweet thing.

God damn dumb as dog shit though.

[rowanhoney]

i actually think London might be hell for me 🫶

[margridarnauds]

On the subject of the logistics: I’m a Floridian, both of my colleges in my BA were in Florida, and I can also say, on an anecdotal level, that they also NEVER called classes off until the last moment. I had multiple professors essentially tell us “you can come to class, but I’m not going to be there, because I have two small children and I intend to be on the road with those two small children by the time they make the call”, because admin was dragging its feet to make the call. I don’t KNOW this, because I am not functionally working in the State and am out during the worst of hurricane season, but I imagine that my old unis are not the only employers to do this. (I mean....Waffle House. It is a meme but....what they ask their employees to withstand is horrific. Them and The Mouse™.)

They did this with Irma, they’ve done this with every hurricane that I’ve had the displeasure of being in the area for. The result? Massive traffic congestion by the time that they DO make the call. Suppose you’re living in the central/southern end of the state -- it is ordinarily a hard day’s drive to get to Atlanta, maybe an hour, two hours, three hours to get to Orlando depending on where you are specifically situated...the planes aren’t going to be flying, depending on how intense the storms are before it makes landfall. That’s one route of escape out. You can try to make a run for the panhandle, in the northern end of the State, possibly go into Georgia -- you and everyone else who had the same idea. You can now safely double or even triple the ordinary ETA for a trip to Georgia. Unless you have a head start, you aren’t going to make it, and depending on the storm’s path, you risk running into it on the road, and if not the hurricane in its full glory, heavy rain and thunderstorms. 

This week it is Florida, but the same applies.

[darnell-la]

Wolverine forcing you to squirt for the first time?? Pretty please?

note: if you’d like an older Wolverine, you can request again. we wrote this one too fast and made it the younger Wolverine. it’s still hot!

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“Can’t tell me you’ve never squirted before and expect me to move on with life,” Logan said after placing you on the bathroom counter he had dragged you to during a drinking game.

The party was loud and you could still hear people playing Truth or Shot. After one of the girls asked if a man had made you squirt, and you answered that you hadn’t even done such a thing, Logan knew he had to do something about it.

He had made an excuse, asking if you could come fill up his cup with him. Of course, you came with him. He was a good friend, but you didn’t know he’d throw his cup away and drag you to the nearest bathroom.

“L-Logan -- Calm down,” Y/n gasped as his teeth sunk into her neck. “Ah uh,” he crowled, needing to give her what she deserved. “Can smell you, baby -- Can’t just leave you like this,” the man’s hands ripped at her panties after he pulled her dress up.

The young girl let out a low and shaky moan as his finger pushed inside of her. His eyes glued right on her face, watching her fall apart on his fingers in an instant.

“C’mon, baby, give it to me,” he growled, as he turned and twisted his finger in and out of her. “Too much,” she said whined as her hands fell on his shoulder. “Fuck, there’s no way,”

Logan couldn’t believe it, It seemed like she was a virgin. There’s no way one finger would make her get like this.

“Don’t lie to me, baby — Just tell me another man’s made you cum,” Logan wanted to know, but he knew the answer already. His eyes still locked onto hers, as her eyes drifted away every few seconds. She felt high, but she hadn’t smoked or drank tonight.

“N-No one has, Logan,” y/n took a while to admit, but thankfully for him, she got it out. The young girl's mind was going crazy. Logan hadn't ever shown a lick of affection towards her, yet now he was worried about whether a man had touched her?

She was confused, but he wasn’t. The thought of another man making her squirt first was unacceptable to him. He couldn’t let that happen.

Logan let his ego get the best of him, but so what? He was going to make her squirt tonight, tomorrow, the day after, and then the days after that. He was going to be the first and then last.

“I know you can take another,” the man said as he pulled out, instantly pushing two in next. “Logan!” The girl moaned at the burning feeling of her walls stretching. She was wet, but she still had to get used to the new and unfamiliar feeling.

“Fuck, yes, baby,” Logan couldn’t get over her. She looked so damn pretty. He wished he had done this months ago. He’ll gain those days back. He’ll spend every day licking at her cunt until she drowns him.

“P-P-Please,” y/n stuttered hard, trying to close her legs, but the man used his free hand to push them back open. He gripped her tightly. She wasn't going to stop him. He needed this.

“Keep your fuckin’ legs open, or I’ll fuck this cunt dumb,” the man threatened, wanting nothing to get in the way of feeling her drench his fingers. She has already coated them with slightly white and clear liquid. She never knew a man would like how much she leaked.

“Logan,” the girl gripped his shoulders tighter with a sob, feeling the knot in her stomach getting harder to control. She was embarrassed, but he wanted all over her whether she wanted to give it to him or not.

“Be a good girl — Make a mess, and I’ll clean that shit right up,” the man told no lie as his two fingers curled. Within seconds, y/n’s mouth parted as her head leaned back. Her eyes crossed as she felt her legs go stiff and her toes curled.

“Augh,” she let out a choked cry as she released on the man’s fingers. “Oh, that’s it, baby — That’s it!” The man finger fucked her cunt a bit harder to get every last drop out of her.

“P-Please,” the girl pushed at his wrists, needing a break, but he wouldn't stop. She gave up after a while and decided to pull the man into a tight hug as she struggled to breathe.

Y/n was still leaking down his hand. She couldn’t stop. He had made the girl go on for almost an hour until she passed out on his chest. breathing lightly from the exhaustion.

Logan couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing he had the girl dumb and cute, all for him. She was his. She marked him, and later when he sweet talks her into taking him as hers, he'll mark her.

[halfwayhearted]

Boyfriend Spencer Reid Headcanons! :3

“i know i’ve loved you.” / “confess i loved you from the start.”

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… runs his fingers through your hair absentmindedly as he rambles on and on about a topic, and you can’t help but smile, knowing it all began with an innocent question you had posed just five minutes earlier.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… doesn’t only get his coffee but also yours, even selecting a couple of pastries he thinks you would enjoy.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… takes off his cardigan the second he comes home because he noticed how you’d throw it on soon after.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… doesn’t know what to say when you bring up a ‘meme’ that’s relatively easy to understand—to you, that is—but still nods his head with a warm, loving smile, appreciating the laughter that leaves your lips from it.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… dislikes showing public affection but never hesitates to interlock pinkies with you. Whether you’re navigating through the bustling streets of Virginia to stay close or silently letting the other know that you’re there during moments of much-needed comfort.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… still feels his face flush at your compliments, even though they’ve woven themselves into the fabric of your daily routines.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… after going through a long and rather exhausting week, he comes home yearning for nothing more than to be by your side. If you’re busy with something, his chin gently rests on your shoulder. While you’re eating, he sits close, absorbing every detail as you recount your days in his absence. When you’re reading, his head finds a spot on your lap, allowing him to drift into a peaceful slumber. And if you’re asleep, he’s right there beside you, sharing the same space.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… despite having read majority of the books you recommend to him, he still takes each one from your hands with a look of interest. He decides then that reading it a second time couldn’t hurt. Or maybe even a third time...

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… can’t help but stumble over his words at the sight of you dressed up. The only coherent words that leave his mouth are about how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

Boyfriend Spencer Reid who… quite literally loves you unconditionally and irrevocably.

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