#palaye memes

[aliiisterwarhol]

My daily internal struggle.

[thaywrites]

ᯓ★ PALAYE ROYALE PROMPTS, a collection of prompts / lyrics taken from palaye royale’s songs from their album, fever dream— part one.

( mentions of possibly triggering subjects such as violence, self-harm, death, drug abuse, and more. )

✦ ETERNAL LIFE

it feels like the worst days of my life, i still drown in paradise.

i didn’t think i could sink this low.

keep me company ’til the end, does anyone else feel this alone?

my best days are my demise.

i feel pretty when i cry, i’m so ugly when i try.

hallucinations taking off, i’m playing god.

i’m holdin’ out my hands and changing everything i hate about myself.

take me far from me — my worst enemy.

i wanna crawl away into eternal life.

✦ NO LOVE IN LA

livin’ in the moonlight, lookin’ at the hills but the hills don’t shine right.

lookin’ at her nose but the shit don’t blow right.

you can change your face but the pain won’t go away.

addicted to the fame but the fame is momentarily reality.

the creeps are crawling up to the doorways, they’re dying to find out what’s inside.

the creeps are always posting their photos to show off what they’re lacking inside.

on a private jet but you can’t afford your rent.

gettin’ high with fake friends ’cause that’s all you got.

i’m late for my own premiere. maybe i should leave, my dear.

it seems to me that the demons of the city wanna keep me here.

there is no such thing as love in LA.

they’re judging me, i’m judging you. we ain’t got nothing else to do.

✦ PUNCHING BAG.

go ahead and mold me. bought me and then sold me.

i’m smiling upside down.

now i’m all used up, ready for my close up.

am i pretty underground?

i can be your barbie, i can say sorry. i can do whatever you want.

go ahead and slap me if it makes you happy.

use and abuse me till i’m gone.

go on, make my day. go get high on my mistakes.

i wake up, i’m so glad i can be your punching bag.

if you want me, come and take me. because i love the way you hate me.

heaven’s what they sold me, but now i miss the old me before i got stuck in hell.

walking down the street, just a public enemy

this is goodbye, you bled me dry.

this is goodnight, my soul has died.

i gave you my all — you built me up to fall.

✦ BROKEN

i’m trying to be the man that you wanted to see.

cause i’m tired and i’m hurt, and i always try to put you first.

but you say i’m not worth it to you — so why are you worth it to me?

you break my heart cause you’re never home, always with your friends.

i try so hard but you’re just playing games.

i needed you tonight but you got high again.

heartbreaks and mistakes with no change. how did we become this way?

the nights are long and the days won’t end.

no more love between us, let’s not pretend.

✦ FEVER DREAM

don’t look around at all the faces abound.

don’t look behind you cause we are stuck underground.

can you see the words i’m up here tryna preach?

no need to cry, you’ll never find me trying to leave.

cause i see that you’re in pain from your pale and lifeless face.

tell me how it’s fair to put a loved one underground.

follow me into this fever dream — we can be anything and everything we want to be.

✦ LINE IT UP

i’m feeling like a stranger cause i’m stuck here. living like my parents is my worst fear.

they had some kids and got lost in the suburbs, working jobs they hated made them suffer.

crashing in these secondhand motel rooms, driving cross the country ’cause i want to.

i can’t slow down because i’m scared to stand still.

i can’t go home because it feels like hell.

and i’d rather die than live my father’s life and pretend like i’m satisfied.

so line it up for me, steal away my dreams.

cause i don’t need no sleeping when i’m diving off the deep end.

why should i come back to earth when all that’s there is tears and hurt?

diving off the edge feels good, i’m finally not misunderstood.

i’d rather die than ever live my life that way.

✦ TOXIC IN YOU

i can take another hit and overdose ’til you make me sick.

you know i don’t love the shame in my brain when i put you inside my veins.

i can’t take it anymore, will i ever even make it out the door?

all this fucking and fighting that i keep inviting could lead me to my grave.

now i’m self-medicating because i love the pain.

i keep feeling like I’m not enough but i don’t run away from you.

knock me down and twist me up until i’m all fucked up but i don’t run from you.

i guess i’ll asphyxiate — let my heart break straight in two and now i’m turning blue.

don’t know what to do. i just love the toxic in you.

my straight jacket holds me tight and says i’m okay.

locked myself in prison and then i threw away the key.

[open-your-heart-and-your-eyes]

Every band has….

The parental entity that makes sure no one dies.

The one with an arrest record from here to Chicago, probably for doing alot of dumb things

The really nice/wholesome one… who would kill you in your sleep if you crossed them. They know where you live, and will see you under your bed tonight

The one who could throw you into the sun with their pinky finger, either through strength or determination

The overgrown twelve-year old

These can mix and match even if there are two members and can apply to more than one person/ same person.

[zephsthings]

Rules: shuffle your on repeat playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then tag 10 people.

Thanks for the tag fee!!! <3 @feeisamarshmallow

Lowkey As Hell, Waterparks

30, Badflower

Electric Touch (feat. Fall Out Boy, from the vault, Taylor's Version), Taylor Swift

Diamond Girl, Set It Off

Tantrum, Waterparks

Ignorance, Paramore

Just Pretend, Bad Omens

No Love In LA, Palaye Royale

Breathing Underwater, Hot Milk

Dream Boy, Waterparks

Tagging (no pressure!!!) @2-late-2-the-party @persimnon @caspersgraveyard @thatbibish @thebestbookshelf @megdashwood @lobster-child @jakeyp @schroedingers-faggot @mayathexpsychic

[princesspastel8]

Chapter 41

Trigger warning: Su*c*de/Self Harm/SA

Third POV

A few days pass, now Thursday of next week. Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Most are excited, sharing memes and such about family gatherings for the holidays. Eboni, unfortunately, isn't one of them. Everyday after school, she would spend her nights cutting the pain away. As soothing as it may be, Eboni's foster parents took notice of the many bandages wrapped around her arms and thighs.

At the realization of Eboni's self-harm, she offered to put the child back into therapy, which Eboni refused. She openly told them that they'll be wasting her money since they can't force her. So, taking matters into their own hands, they locked away all knives and sharp objects. This frustrated Eboni to no end. What is she supposed to do now? She HAS to relieve her pain. She can't face it. It'll be a losing battle.

So Eboni decides to starve herself. This has already begun two weeks ago, cutting her meal intake severely - only eating chips or gummy candy. But now, Eboni only drinks water. Her weight lost has become noticeable to her foster parents, but they decided not to speak on it. Iris and Luna also noticed, but nothing they said could make Eboni eat food.

Eboni is now behind the school, standing still as Alex has his way with her. He moves his hands under her hoodie, raising a brow. He can feel a difference. He looks down at Eboni, tilting his head.

"....you haven't been eating."

Eboni shrugs, head resting against the wall, not daring to look at him. He moves to pull her sweatpants down, noticing bandages wrapped around her thighs. "....and you've been cutting yourself." He states.

Eboni nods again, wanting him to get this over with - but Alex wants to press further. "First you become a pothead, then a alcoholic, now you're starving and cutting yourself? The fuck is your problem?!"

She slowly turns to look at Alex, face stoic and eyes voided. "You....you're my problem. You've always been the problem.."

Alex frowns, grabbing her neck, and grips it tightly. "Me? ME?! Oh, Ebs, I'm the greatest thing that has EVER happened to you. When will you finally understand that!?" He shouts into her face.

Eboni stares at him, her face still stoic, though she's struggling to breathe. "N...Never.."

Alex clicks his tongue, nails digging into the skin of her throat. He yanks her panties down, looking down before shoving his fingers inside. He pauses, noticing the cravings just above her lining. His eyes widen, filling with fury.

"That...that killer still has this much hold on you!? Fuck Ebs, you're really pissing me off today!"

"I...I will always belong to Jeff. Nothing you do or say will change that." She said faintly, feeling lightheaded from lack of oxygen.

Alex stares at her, clicking his tongue and stepping away. "The month is nearly over Ebs. That smiling freak wants nothing to do with you. I mean, come on, what man wants another one's sloppy seconds?"

"You did. Jeff was my first Alex. You know that. He took all my first. There's nothing you've done that he hasn't. Except for drugging and raping me."

Alex punches Eboni, the back of her head slamming against the brink wall. She whimpers, quickly fixing her clothes and shielding herself with her arms and hands.

"All this back talk...you really forgotten your place, huh?"

Eboni shakes her head, but Alex doesn't bother. He grabs her wrist and pins it behind her back, shoving her body against the wall. He unbuckles his pants and yanks her sweatpants & panties down. He leans forward, lining himself to her entrance.

"No worries, Ebs, I'll be more than happy to remind you."

And so he did - in such a brutal, demoralizing, and demeaning way. Eboni takes it, the pain and humiliation. What else can she do? She's too weak to fight back, to drain to cry out. Why bother? Every person Eboni has begged to believe her has turned their backs and ignored it all - at least the ones that had the power to do something about it.

"See, Ebs? This is where you belong. Stuck to me - guled to me. You should be leeching from me, begging and pleading for more. That doesn't sound so bad now, does it?"

It does. It's horrible. She can never love him. She can never allow herself to fall for him, to be his mindless doll to toy and play with - to command as much as he wants. Each forceful and painful thrust causes her body to rub against the brink wall, causing an unpleasant burning sensation.

"I...I hate you." Eboni finally said, voice dry and horse.

Alex pauses, a sorrow look filling his eyes. He grabs her hair and yanks her head back. He leans forward, a frown edged on his face. "Oh Ebs...that really hurt my feelings...your pussy will makeup for it."

So he continues. One round is never enough. He continued up until the sun finally began to set. Alex pulls out, Eboni slumping to the ground with shaky legs - struggling to fix her clothes. She lowers her head in shame, not bothering to look at Alex anymore. Once he fixes his clothes, he leans down, grabbing her jaw, and forces her to look at him.

"You'll regret that, Ebs. That hope you're still holding onto so desperately for that killer...I'll destory it - one way or another." Alex declares, kissing Eboni. He pulls away, smiling brightly. "Get home safe!" He waves before walking off.

After a few minutes of recovery, she slowly stands up. Eboni begins her slow walk back home, limping most of the way there. When there Eboni notices the empty driveway. The girl remembers Tiffany mentioning date night during breakfast. She sighs, unlocking the door, and stumbles inside, gripping the handrail for support on her way up the stares.

She unlocks the door to her room, closing it behind herself. She notices the bottle of birth control on her nightstand. She opens it, taking one pill dry. Then she goes into the bathroom, taking a burning hot shower - her cuts and wall scrapings stinging.

Eboni didn't bother washing her hair. She hasn't in about three weeks. Once her body is dry, she throws on Jeff's hoodie and curls into bed, holding her bunny plush close to her chest. She grabs her phone, opening her text chat with Jeff to send him another message.

Eboni: He raped me again. Said I forgot my place. He was so angry when he saw the craving of your name where it belongs. I stood up to him... told him no matter what he does to me - I'll always be yours. But...he told me you want nothing to do with me. I don't believe him. I don't wanna. You'll come for me, I know you will, Jeff. I...I miss you so much. Please come back already.."

After sending the text, the girl slips into another sleepless filled night. The night went by quickly, and Eboni got little sleep. Her phone is oddly silent today. Normally, Alex would blow up her phone with disturbing morning text. Besides that, Eboni also has a sickly feeling in her stomach, meaning the last day before Thanksgiving break won't be a sweet one.

Nevertheless, the girl stands from her bed, taking off Jeff's hoodie and hides it away. She puts on a different set of sweatpants and a hoodie, leaving her hair in a messy afro. She takes her bike to school, being a few minutes late. Tiffany & Daniel never returned home last night - leaving a message stating they had to leave on urgent business, meaning Eboni will be spending yet another Thanksgiving alone.

Upon entering the school, Eboni is greeted by eyes filled with disgust and judgment. Eboni is used to this, but the atmosphere seems different. To her horror, she figures out why once she gets to her locker. There tapped to it is a printed out screenshot of her dazed out face. The day Alex took advantage of her. Her bag drops from her shoulder as her body freezes - laughter, teasing, and tormenting names filling her ears.

With shaky hands, she moves to rip the picture off, opening her locker only to be greeted by green slime spraying all over her and thumbtacks falling to her feet. More laughter erupts around her, filling throughout the halls. The humiliation hits her as she realizes her mistake. Telling Alex she hates him is the biggest mistake. He leaked the recording.

Feeling her stomach bubble, she rushes to the restroom through the heavy crowd. She rushes into the first stall and gags, throwing up the only contents in her stomach - water. A girl notices and grins, sneaks up behind Eboni, and pushes her face into the toilet. The girl laughs, flushing the toilet while keeping Eboni head inside.

Eboni tries to fight out of her hold, but she's far too malnourish to do a thing. Once the girl has her fun, she pulls away, Eboni quickly lifting her head to breathe - coughing and gagging.

"Must've been what you sound like choking on his cock. Gross to be honest. He should've stayed with me." She huffs, walking out the bathroom.

Eboni didn't get a good look at the girl, but she'll never forget that snarky voice. She stands to her feet, whipping the slime as best as she can with paper towels and rings out her wet hair with her hands. She stays behind until the first bell rings, singling that she's late.

She gulps nervously, slowly making her way to her first period. She pushes open the door, earning a few whispers and laughs. The teacher eyes Eboni, knowing about the video as well but decides not to comment on it. They send Eboni to her desk when a surprise is waiting for her.

Slut.

Whore.

Bitch.

Dick Rider.

Pothead.

Alcoholic.

Cutter.

Attention seeker.

Desperate loster.

Sloppy Degenerate.

And many, many more. There are so many hateful words written all over her desk. The students burst into a fit of laughter, all pointing their fingers at her. Just then, the intercom sounds throughout the whole school.

"Eboni Brown report to the principal's office - now."

Body shaking, the girl quickly rushes out of the room and straight towards the principal's office. She slowly pushes open the door, greeted by the sounds of grunts and her barely audible whimpers. Principal Webb scrunches up his face at the sight of Eboni, haute-ing her from sitting down.

"This will be quick. This video was posted on the school's website under your account. Do you have any idea the amount of trouble I'm in because of your incompetence!?"

"I-I didn't...I didn't post that! It was -"

"I don't want to hear another word out of you. You are hereby expelled! You've been nothing but trouble and a distraction to the other students the moment you step foot into my school. Now begone. Your parents will handle the paperwor-"

"Foster...parents."

"That I'm sure are very disappointed that they're housing a future adult entertainer. Now, GET OUT!" Principal Webb shouts, which makes Eboni rush out.

She leans against the wall, trying to control her breathing. This can't be happening. There's just no way. One tiny slip up with Alex has retorted in her whole future being destroyed. Even if Eboni wanted to possibly go to college or make something out of her life , she'll never be given an opportunity to, all because of -

"I warned you, Ebs." Alex said, leaning against the hall wall across from her. "I warned you, Ebs. I didn't want to do this, but you made me. All you had to do was stick by me, glue yourself to me. But instead, you just couldn't let go of your first, huh? How pathetic really, but no matter! Just take this as a lesson learn. Always do as I say or face the consequences. Now come here and -"

Eboni runs. She runs straight towards the exit, not bothering to look back. She jumps on her bike and rushes to the nearest corner store. She parks her bike, walking inside, and places her hood over her head. She goes into the alcohol section, grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniel's. She only ever drank wine, but she'll need something stronger for what she has in mind.

"Jack Daniel's, huh? Ah, don't mind me, miss you look like you need it." The cashier shrugs, pretending he didn't see the girl stuff the drink into her hoodie. Ironically enough, he also feels a sense of deja vu.

Eboni hops onto her bike, pedaling to her home. She drops her bike on the front lawn, opening the front door, not caring to lock the door behind herself. She rushes into her room, locking the door. She sets the bottle to the side and process to destory everything in her room this time.

"I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it. I DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING!"

Death.

Eboni pauses, staring at her ceiling with a smile on her face. Alex was right about one thing - Jeff no longer cares for her at all. All the text messages, all of this time - he made no effort to even try and help her - to save her. Ah, but serial killers aren't savers nor protectors. They're just killers. They aren't capable of caring, of loving - no sympathy nor empathy. Why did she hold so much hope in a man only capable of causing pain and misery - of murder.

Eboni laughs loudly, tears flowing from her face. It's strange. The girl thought she ran out of tears. Yet here she is, crying and laughing at her despair. Eboni glances around her messy room, noticing a pair of scissors and her birth control pills. She moves to grab both as well as Jack Daniel's alcoholic drink.

She walks into her bathroom, hooking up her phone to the bluetooth speaker - the only thing she doesn't destroy. The girl goes to her tub and turns on the ice cold water, filling the tub to the brim. She goes back into her room and takes off her clothes, staying in her undergarments and slips on Jeff's hoodie.

Eboni steps into the tub, a smile still on her face. First, she takes the remaining pills that she remembers Luna telling her not to take more than one. She tosses the empty case to the ground, popping open Jack Daniel's and chugs it down in one go. She coughs a bit once she's done, tossing the glass bottle to the ground. Eboni hums a bit, reaching for her phone to send Jeff one last message.

Eboni: I waited... and waited and WAITED. Alex released the video...under my account. It's all over the internet, I'm sure of it and I got expelled because of it. I kept my hope for you. I tried to endure it all....hoping you'll come back. But I realized something: Why would I hope in someone who's only capable of killing? I was just a toy... you would've gotten tired of me. The day you left - you didn't want to fuck a girl that's stupid enough to fall into the arms of someone else right? That's ok though....I'm finally going to end the pain Jeff. I can't - keep living like this. I just can't. I give up. But thank you....for making me think I finally meant something to someone.

Eboni did try to call Iris and Luna, but neither of them would pick up their phones. They must've been disgusted with her, too. She grabs the scissors, smiling at how oddly sharp they are. She cuts down her left wrist vertically, crying out at the pain, but she doesn't stop - continuing to do the same to her right wrist, blood gushing out, and filling the tub water.

Eboni feels the effects of the pills and alcohol, mixing with her rapid blood loss. She leans further down against the tub, humming to the song playing loudly on repeat. Death... finally. But alone. That's fine. The pain can finally stop. The nightmares can finally end. It can all be over. The battle of life has won.

"Everything...will be fine.."

[written1nthest4rs]

Rp Blog roll!

@ofangelsanddemigods (oc multimuse.)

@elementalxfury (Dacian's rp blog.)

@enrapturedobsessions (sin blog)

Memes blog!

@josephinesaskblog

@maledictosanguine (palaye royale the bastards rp blog. Vampires. Consider them OCS because there's so little information on them at the moment.)

@tickingmechanicalheart p from lies of p (hiatus)

@imprisonedbybrokenmemories alice from alice madness returns/mcgee's alice HAS VERSES FOR AUS (this fandom is mostly dead so i enjoy throwing her in situations)

@s0nofeden Cain, first murderer. Wip!!

[enby-at-the-pyschward]

Uhhh How the fuck do I do a blog introduction???

Hello my name is Clover(He/They)and this my Emo safehaven-I mean blog.

I'm mentally ill👍👍.

Bands I like:

Palaye Royale

Bring Me The Horizon

Twenty One Pilots

Pierce The Veil

Sleeping With Sirens

Waterparks

My Chemical Romance

Blink-182

Yungblud

Black Veil Brides

I Prevail

Henry The Potato(RIP)

Other Listed In Tags

I mostly do memes™️,reblogs,incorrect quotes,tfln inspired stuff and Venting™️.

Please be nice to me😊🙏😊

[sleekervae]

The Neighbour [3.8]

Masterlist

A/N: I laugh when I think about how I wanted to have this chapter up my Halloween. Whoopsie lol. Anyway, who's been listening to Fever Dream on repeat? Because my go-to-jam is Off with the Head and Toxic in You -- highly relatable 😂

Little shoutout to @imabee-oralizard for inspiring me to finish this latest smut-venture with King of the Damned. I could write a better in-depth version but this pretty much enlists all the qualities I love about that song.

Little disclaimer: There are drugs mentioned within this chapter. I'm not implying that any of the members of Palaye do these specific drugs, it's purely there for plot purposes. But we're also adults and some drug use is referenced in some of their songs so... don't @ me pls.

Warnings: smut ahead, mentions of drug use, alcohol consumption

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They sat curled up together in the back of an Uber, the hills quiet and glimmering with the eerie haze of orange decorations. This time tomorrow, the neighbourhood would probably be crawling with kids zipping up and down in their costumes, toting giant bags for candy and never being satisfied when parents would assure that enough was enough.

Eva always liked Halloween, though she hadn't embraced it as much these past couple of years. She was excited when Remington suggested matching costumes for the season, never having the opportunity before with past exes. And the gleam in his eye when he pulled out his Halloween decorations was all too endearing to her.

His hand stayed firm on her thigh, just creeping over the hill of her knee. He looked too good in his suit, hair messy and dark makeup smudged beneath his eyes. He reminded her of that meme; "looks like they could kill you but are actually a cinnamon roll" type of joke. He didn't help her case by conveniently going without a shirt under that suit jacket.

"Emerson's gonna' be late," Remington huffed, glancing at his phone.

"You guys live in the same house," Eva pointed out with jaunt.

"And I'm not his keeper," he replied, "One day, he'll just be Shy's problem,"

"Somehow, I doubt she's complaining," she chuckled, "So, besides Caity, will I know anybody at this thing?"

"Of course. Andy's there, Hannah, Ash, and if you meet anybody you don't know, you just tell them you're my girl," his eyes crinkled over his mask.

Eva simpered, "... Or your wife," she joked.

His brow popped and he shifted closer, "Maybe one day you'll be doing just that," he murmured.

"What? Being your wife?" she chuckled, "I'm only twenty-four, Rem,"

"I always forget you're a little younger," he replied.

"Because I don't act like it?"

"Because you're too smart for me,"

Eva slapped his arm, "Oh cut it out, honey,"

A bemused giggle rumbled from his chest as he leaned over, nuzzling her nose through their masks. It was all they could do within the Uber, despite the driver's dismissive glances in the rearview.

"You look amazing in that dress, babe," he whispered, his eyes shooting up and down the expanse of her little black dress.

Eva blushed, squirming in her seat when his hand moved further up her thigh, "You're not so bad, yourself,"

"You know it's not too late," he surmised, "We could ask this guy to turn around, go home, pick out a movie and not watch it,"

She rolled her eyes, "Wasn't that my idea?" she queried, "In fact, weren't you the one who assured me we weren't going to be staying long? And besides, what about our driver?"

"I'll leave him a good tip," he whispered.

"That's very kind of you," the driver suddenly said, and Remington and Eva jumped apart, "But we're here,"

And sure enough, they had pulled up in front of Caity's house. Remington hopped out first, running around to the other side and opening the door for Eva before she could reach the handle. They wished the driver goodnight and made their way inside

It was only nine o'clock and already Caity's house was in full swing of an adult frat party. Billboard hits played in the background to incessant and random chatter, all of it getting lost amid the clinking of empty bottles and raucous laughter from strangers. Eva held tightly to Remington's hand, walking just a foot behind as he tried to look around for Caity. Despite her fears, Eva was put at a little ease seeing there weren't as many people here as she thought.

"Heyy!" Caity suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She threw her arms around Remington first, then Eva, "You guys came!"

"Of course we did," Remington grinned, bumping Eva gently with his elbow. Eva nudged him back.

"Caity, you look beautiful," she commented, and she couldn't lie. Caity was dazzling in her silken black pantsuit and silver heels, her long skeleton acrylic nails clinging to a blue solo cup.

"What about you? You look like the modern-day Vampira! Where did you get that dress?" she beamed back.

"-- Shy," Eva shrugged sheepishly.

"God, she always knows the best places to shop," Caity looped her arm with Eva's, "Remi, I'm stealing your girlfriend! Hayden just bought this delicious apricot whiskey -- you have to try it!"

Eva took one more fleeting glance at her boyfriend, giddily agreeing as she was pulled into the kitchen.

"Caity, play nice with her!" Remington warned.

"Always," The slender blonde winked at Eva before pulling her along.

Caity's kitchen was beautiful as always, and on the counter sat a variety of different liquors, sodas, and juices to mix up whatever the guests wanted. A group of girls were crowded around the bottles, chatting like starlings on a spring morning.

Caity shouted for their attention, "Ladies! Shut up and pay attention!" she hollered, "This is Eva, she's Remi's girlfriend,"

Eva waved politely, "Hi,"

One of the girls, a darker blonde, scoffed dismissively, "Another one?"

"No idiot, this is the same girl from May... right?" a short-haired brunette asked.

"Yes," Caity assured with a huff, "And get off Remi's back, Thea,"

The blonde shrugged listlessly and continued to sip on her drink. Another brunette came running over to Eva, "Don't mind Thea, she's a monogamy-is-a-prison-type of person. I'm Amy! Let's get you a drink!"

Remington meanwhile took a seat beside his pal Andy, watching as he and a few other guys were immersed in a poker game.

"Who's winning, boys?" he asked.

"Ash thinks he is," Andy said.

"Andy's cheating," Ash counterpointed.

"These guys can't keep a good poker face to save their lives," Hayden deduced

Remington simpered, "Deal me in next round. I'll show you a real poker face,"

"You're on, Leith," Ash challenged.

Just out of the corner of his eye, two boys got up from their spot on the wall. They had been chatting between each other when they saw Remington come in, and they couldn't resist striking up a conversation.

"Hey Remington! Long time no see!" Carson, a skinny hipster type with long hair, greeted him first. Andy refrained from rolling his eyes beside Remington, trying to focus on his cards.

"Hey! What's good, boys?" he fist bumped them both.

"Where you been, man? We missed you at the last few get togethers," Sam, a shorter and somewhat stout counterpart to Carson, pointed out.

"He's been busy," Hayden told them.

"Oh, you back in the studio?" Carson asked.

"Sort of, yeah," he nodded.

"He's also been spending his time with somebody who's got long, pretty eyelashes," Ash scooted closer to the singer, mockingly batting his own eyes at Remington. Remington laughed him off.

"Shut up! You got a girl, hot shot?" Sam asked.

"I do," he confirmed.

"Lemme' guess --"

"No, she's not a groupie," Remington stopped Carson short.

"She's not?"

"No! Rem pulled himself a college educated sweetheart," Andy beamed, nudging his friend in the ribs.

Remington rolled his eyes, "C'mon, I didn't exactly 'pull her',"

"That's not what Sebastian said," Ash grinned.

"He's being modest," Hayden added.

"Well, congrats man. Love to meet her, sometime," Carson said.

"She's in the kitchen! I'll introduce you later,"

"Great," Sam then adjusted the lapel of his suit jacket, sitting over his suit and tie t-shirt, "Hey by the way, if you guys are interested we got a new stash in this week," he lowered his voice as he spoke.

"Some of the cleanest blow we could get our hands on," Carson added, "But just because we like you guys, we'll cut you a deal,"

Hayden was the first to shake his head, "Not tonight, man. I'm not feeling it,"

"Neither am I," Ash agreed, "I'd rather drink my poison tonight," he raised his beer can to make his point.

Carson pouted, "Aw, come on. Andy?"

"Count me out," Andy huffed, "Last time I took that shit my head was pounding for twenty-four hours straight,"

"Ah, it's their loss," Sam sighed, "Come on, Remington. You never let us down,"

"Yeah! How about a couple lines?" Carson suggested.

Much to their chagrin, Remington too denied their offer, "Sorry boys, I'm with them,"

"You serious?" Carson huffed, "Lemme' guess, the girl told you she didn't like coke and you're pussying down to get her --"

"Bite your tongue, Carson!" Andy warned.

Remington's grin turned into an unimpressed scowl. Sure, he had done some coke before, he had done a couple of different drugs before. He and his brothers liked to experiment. And he was honest when it came to Eva, he never wanted to hide anything from her -- especially when it came to some of the more explicit poisons. She didn't like the idea of cocaine, and Remington didn't blame her -- he was already hyper enough without a line, so he decided that he would avoid it when he could; especially when he had Eva with him.

"He's got a point, Remi! You used to be one of our best customers!" Sam said, "Is that why we haven't seen much of you?"

"Does the girl even know you did coke?" Carson asked.

"Yeah, of course I told her! And I'm sorry, guys," he shrugged, "I'm just not interested tonight. Someone else here probably would be,"

"That is if Caity doesn't catch you trying to deal," Hayden reminded them.

Sam scoffed, "She hasn't caught us, yet,"

"And the night is still young," Remington pointed out.

"You guys want in on the next round?" Ash asked them.

Carson shook his head, "Nah. Would love to stay but we have a quotta to meet,"

"Good luck, fellas," Sam waved them off as they sauntered off to schmooze their next potential client. Hayden simply rolled his eyes.

"I don't know why Caity has to keep inviting them," he muttered.

"They went to high school together," Andy said.

"You still hang around with your high school drug dealers?" Hayden asked.

"Mine is shipping Bring It On CDs out of his mom's basement," Ash said.

Andy nudged Remington again, "Dude, you told Eva you did coke?" he was smack astonished at the notion.

"Well, it's not like I was doing it every week," he said, "I told her, though, I did it now and again. I don't want to lie to her about that stuff,"

Ash glared at Remington, almost studying him. He then picked up a lower valued poker chip and tossed it at his head. It bounced off of his cheek.

"Hey! What was that for?" he asked.

"Clean shaven, honest, denying drugs... who are you and what did you do to Remington Leith?" Ash asked.

"He's the healthier version," Hayden pointed out.

"The version who's in love," Andy awed.

Remington rolled his eyes, shoving at Andy to shut up when Ash suddenly threw down his cards.

"Full house, fellas! Read 'em and weep!" he announced with pride, showing off like the acclaimed Poker Masters on TV. Andy relented and threw his cards down, sulking in defeat, "Declare me the Poker King!"

"Nice play, man," he huffed.

"Not so fast, Poker King," Hayden then put down his cards, much to Ash's chagrin, "Four of a kind,"

Remington leaned over next to Ash, smirking coyly, "Read 'em and weep,"

"Fuck," and Ash pushed his money over to Hayden.

Eva pursed her lips as the whiskey simmered down her throat, coughing up a little hint of the apricot essence. She wasn't much of a whiskey drinker, but she could get used to this sweeter stuff.

"So, how's your mom doing?" Caity asked, keeping quiet enough so the other girls were out of shot.

Eva shrugged listlessly, "Alright, I guess. I haven't spoken to her yet,"

Caity cocked a brow, "Then how have you --"

"My dad. I think this is the most we've talked since... I don't know. Since I went off to college," she explained.

"And you're leaving this week?"

"Yep,"

"So you're gonna do it?" Caity asked, pointing at her torso, "You're gonna go and... snippety snip?"

"I don't know," Eva refrained from laughing, "I have to get some tests done and then we'll see,"

"Is Rem coming with you?"

Eva shook her head, "No, it's not the right time,"

"To meet the family, you mean?" Caity asked, "Is there ever a right time?"

"Probably a better time than having your estranged mother on dialysis," she shrugged back, "And then to have my sister picking at me: 'you wasted your money on your degree! what the hell did you move to California for? How much money are you wasting over there? Go get an actual job, Eva!' And so on and so on,"

Caity smiled empathetically, "You know you won't scare him away, right? If that's what you're afraid of; the guy's been through hell-and-back himself,"

"I know," Eva nodded, "It's not about me scaring him off though, it's just about the people in my family picking and pulling apart our relationship and then maybe scaring him off,"

"But he loves you anyway, regardless of whether or not you come from a crazy family. Hell, show me a family that isn't crazy,"

A loud smash suddenly echoed from the other room, followed by one of Caity's friends hollering a panicked "Sorry!"

Eva snickered, "I see your point,"

"My actual point," Caity interjected, pouring them both another shot of whiskey, "Is that Remi loves you enough that he wouldn't get scared off by your family; no matter how strict, scary, and dramatic they may be. I mean -- how bad are they, really?"

Eva scoffed, "You know the family from Shameless?"

"Yeah. That bad?" they shot back their whiskey.

Eva held her breath momentarily and swallowed, sputtering out, "Just as toxic but without substance abuse,"

"What if I came with you?" Caity jokingly offered, "Give me a bottle of pinot and a platform stage and I'll Jenny Jones the whole thing,"

Eva paused momentarily, "Um... Caity..."

Caity raised a finger at her, "I'm not promising that it won't end in murder, you see," thus prompting an amused snigger from the writer.

"Don't tempt me,"

Emerson and Shy arrived a bit later, much to Eva's relief as she was becoming lost in a cluster of chattering, sparrow-like girls, trying to keep up between those trying to get to know her and others all-together ignoring and steering conversations elsewhere.

One of the girls, the short-haired brunette with a Tinkerbell face and chunky purple platform heels, had taken a particular interest in Eva. Her name was Gigi, also a Seattle native, and once she found out that she was dating Remington, she had a plethora of questions. She was obviously a little drunk from the way she exaggerated and slurred her vowels, though nonetheless, Eva found her to be quite entertaining.

"There's no way!" the young model gabbed in awe, "There's no way in hell Remington could land a girl like you!"

"Wha -- how come?" Eva queried.

"Because!" she exclaimed, "You're -- like -- super smart and pretty and he's... he's Remington! The boy likes to -- like -- hang upside down and howl at the moon!"

Eva laughed in surprise, "I -- I've never seen him howl at the moon, but -- okay," she replied, "How did you guys meet?"

Gigi smiled casually at her wine glass, "I was -- like -- a model in a music video! Don't Feel Good or something like that; I don't remember. But it was a lot of fun! Oh, the boy was sooo cute! You should've seen him! He was so scrawny and kinda shy but -- oh mama! He got -- like -- a sexy-ass voice!"

Eva brought her glass to her lips, slyly hiding her smirk as she sipped her drink, "He certainly does,"

"Has he asked you to be in a video with him? You should for real do it! It's so fun!" Gigi beamed.

"He has -- I mean, I have!" Eva nodded, bouncing along as Gigi's bubbly attitude began to rub off on her, "I have. I think it'll be out in a couple weeks,"

"Ooooh! What did you do? Do you model, too?"

"No," she chuckled shyly, "I was just an extra. I'm a ghost writer, actually,"

Gigi gasped like a little kid then, "Oh shit! You mean you -- like -- write ghost stories?"

"Uh -- not exactly, I --" however, she was cut short when Thea walked by, casually bumping into Eva to get to Gigi.

"Hey," she tapped her shoulder, hardly acknowledging Eva at all, "I'm going to the bathroom, come with me,"

Gigi pouted, almost appalled at the notion of being dragged away, "What? Why? I'm -- like -- talking to Eva!" she whined, "She writes about ghosts!"

Thea glanced sideways at Eva, nodding dismissively. Eva grinned politely, "Ghost writer,"

"... right," Thea droned, then she took Gigi's hand, "Come to the bathroom with me. Let's go!"

"But Thea --!" Gigi hardly got the chance to protest as Thea dragged her away from Eva. Eva glanced at her shoes, at a loss for words as she looked around the kitchen. Shy came up behind her, tapping her long stiletto nails against her solo cup.

"I never liked Thea," she admitted, "Girl walks one runway in Paris and suddenly she thinks she's Kendall Jenner,"

Eva scoffed, "Is she like that with everybody?" she asked.

"Pretty much," she huffed, "Caity can't stand her,"

"... Then why is she here?"

"Friend of a friend," Shy shrugged, "Besides, someone probably told her Remington would be coming, anyway,"

Eva's eyebrows popped up, "... Why does that matter?"

Shy huffed, "She and Remi hooked up once -- years ago! Like, I don't even think they'd put out their first record yet, she was just a model for a video. Anyway, he told Emerson about it and Emerson told me once because she was being a bitch to me, too,"

"So, what's her problem, then?" Eva asked, "She wants what she can't have so she takes it out on us?"

"I told Caity to stop inviting her to these things but Caity doesn't want the drama," Shy shrugged, "I doubt Remington even knew Thea would be here, he doesn't talk to her anymore,"

Eva wasn't upset over Remington and Thea, it wasn't her business and quite frankly she couldn't care less if they had been close in the past. In the past being the optimal point. Thea wore her disdain for Eva on her sleeve, and if she was going to continue to be disrespectful towards her then they were going to have a problem. Eva didn't take well to confrontation most of the time, however she always stood up for what was fair; after all, it wasn't her problem that Remington wanted her and not Thea.

Gigi bitched and whined the entire time Thea dragged her to the bathroom, tripping over herself in her platform heels and bumping into a few others.

"Thea! Slow the fuck down!" she huffed as she was yanked into the bathroom. Thea slammed the door shut with a loud slam, pulling up her purse and aggressively digging through it.

Gigi pouted some more, "Why are you --like -- upset? Are you mad at me?"

"No!" she snapped angrily, "I'm mad at Caity!"

"Why? I know Caity doesn't have Ciroc but that's -- like -- no reason to be so bitchy!" Gigi replied.

Thea glared at the stumbling brunette, "Gigi, she fucking invited Remington but she didn't tell me that he had a new side piece with him!"

Gigi stared at her friend, completely dumbfounded, "Thea, she's not a side piece. Remington's -- like -- in love with her! Ask anybody! Ash said he's been like a puppy dog all year --!"

"Oh, would you just shut up?" she snapped again. She pulled out a small bottle of nasal spray, shoved the spout up one nostril and inhaled deeply. Gigi meanwhile was plastered against the bathroom door, still watching her friend with hazy eyes.

"Is this all because you -- like -- sucked him off for -- like -- thirty seconds and then he never called you? Are you still mad about that?" she queried.

"It wasn't thirty seconds," Thea grumbled, feeling herself now beginning to calm down, "And yeah, Gigi, he fucking humped and dumped me and the next time I saw him after he could barely look me in the eye. What a fucking creep!"

"Ugh! Who cares?" Gigi whined, "Why are you still so mad about it?"

Thea shifted the conversation, "Did you tell her?"

"Tell who?"

"Eva,"

"Tell her what?"

"About me and Remington!"

"What about Remington?"

"Oh, for fuck sakes!" she threw the nasal spray back in her bag, "Did you tell her that we fucked?"

"No! Why would I do that?" Gigi asked, "It's not her business, and he doesn't like you anyway so what does it matter?"

Thea shook her head, completely ignoring Gigi's rambling, "I could hear Andy going on and on: oooh! She's so pretty! Ooooh! She's so kind! She's got a bachelors degree! Whoopti-fucking-doo! What's she got that I don't? Hmm?"

Gigi stared silently for a moment, her jaw hung open until she drunkenly blurted, "She went to college! You didn't!"

Thea rolled her eyes, "And?"

"... and she's --like -- nice to me," Gigi admitted, "And she doesn't pull on me,"

A raucous commotion suddenly broke out outside, muffled by the door, though it was obvious that whatever was going on had captured almost everyone's attention.

"What's going on?"

"Probably beer pong, I don't care," Thea grumbled, "All I need is one shot. I mean -- how great is she really? She's not in the industry! She could never keep up with his lifestyle!"

"You really -- hicc -- need to move on, Thea," Gigi groaned, "Eva's really nice. You should give her a chance. It's not her fault --like -- Remington fell in love with her and not you,"

Oh, how those sentiments echoed in Thea's mind. She couldn't help the way she felt, she was attracted to Remington -- unhealthily so but it was an attraction nonetheless. She found him fascinating, handsome, edgy and so damn charming! Thea was so young when they'd met, she had stars in her eyes when she -- a young model on one of her first casting jobs -- got to make the acquaintance of a rock star. So he wasn't a full rock star, yet, so what? He was so fucking beautiful to her!

And yet when her opportunity came, when she followed her gut and trusted him, she was left in the dust to pick up what was clearly nothing special to him. It broke her heart, seeing him over and over with different girls who were all the same. They all had the same thing that she did, and just when she speculated that her time had come, he waltzed in with this -- child -- with liked to bat her doe eyes and ramble on about dead poets. What a fucking downgrade, she thought, what does she have that I don't? Honestly!

Whatever rationality that had possessed Caity to pierce his ear on the spot was gone as Remington pinched his throbbing, bleeding lobe. Liquid courage was more to blame than anything else, that and his own willingness to try anything once. Perhaps later on he'd ask Emerson about earring care -- that is if he wanted to wear an earring. It had never really been his thing.

He dabbed droplets of blood between his fingers, reaching absentmindedly for the bathroom door knob when another body collided into him. Gathering his surroundings, his demeanour deflated when he met eyes with Thea.

"Oh! Sorry, Remington!" she awed, quickly smoothing out her velvet skirt.

"It's cool, Thea," he replied swiftly, not eager to get trapped by her again.

Gigi exited the bathroom after, stumbling around Thea and she met eyes with Remington briefly, "Hey Remi. Oh shit! Are you bleeding?" though she didn't stick around for his answer.

Thea however found her opportunity, immediately spotting the stain on Remington's ear and fingers. She reached out with her hand, "Woah! What happened?" she touched his lobe with two fingers, eyeing the wound cautiously.

"It's nothing," Remington pulled away casually, "Caity wanted to pierce my ear,"

"And you just let her?" Thea queried.

He simply shrugged back, "I'll try anything, once," he tried to slide past her again, "Anyway --"

"How've you been?" and like that, the bleeding lobe was suddenly disregarded.

"I've been pretty good!" he nodded, "Busy, but I'm doing well,"

"And your brothers?"

"Them too,"

Thea nodded eagerly, "Oh good. So, what have you been up to? We haven't seen you around in a while. Feels like you're almost forgetting about us," she tried to tease.

Remington smiled politely, "Well, we are smack dab in the middle of a pandemic so I've been distancing myself from a few people. Listen, I hate to do this but --" he pointed to his ear, "I really want to clean this up before it stains my jacket,"

"Oh, of course!" Thea nodded, her gaze momentarily flickering to Remington's jacket and the lack of shirt underneath. An idea then popped into her mind, "Why don't I give you a hand?"

Remington nearly bit down on his tongue from how quickly he refuted, "Uh -- no. That's okay, but thank you,"

It wasn't that Thea was a bad person; well, she was a bit self-absorbed, and she knew how to put her foot in it without realizing. But mostly, Thea represented a time to Remington that he would most rather forget. He was fine acknowledging her, he could be polite and move on; but he was astounded that it had been well over five years and she still didn't get the hint that he wasn't interested in her the way that she wanted.

"Oh c'mon, it'll only take a second!" she urged, stepping closer and closer into his personal space. Her hand reached out again to touch his ear, clammy and cold and not a pleasant feeling.

Before he had the chance to fight her off again, another voice slithered in and cut their tension,

"Pardon my interrupting," it was as though Eva had appeared out of thin air, her arms crossed over her chest and her dark blue eyes staring down both Thea and Remington.

Remington swiftly batted Thea's hand away, panic swelling in his gut, "Eva! It's not what --"

"Sh!" she held up a finger, moving to step between her boyfriend and the pushy model, "Thank you for your help, Thea, but I can take it from here," she assured, "You can move along, now,"

Thea scoffed, "You're the one who can move along, sweetheart. I was having a private conversation,"

"With my boyfriend," Eva pointed out, "Who -- seems to me, anyway -- made it very clear to you that he didn't want you to touch him,"

"But --"

"So I'm going to take him and get him cleaned up. And you can go and do... something else," she shrugged, smiling as politely and stiffly as Pan Am flight attendant, "Thanks for looking out for him, however,"

Thea's lips popped open, either from the shock of being talked back to like that or she was trying to muster up some cocky come back. Needless to say, Eva was smug as she stormed off in a huff. Remington meanwhile was still when Eva turned to meet his gaze. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous, but he'd seen Eva be confrontational enough to know that he wasn't eager to be on the receiving end on one of her tell-offs.

"Eva --" she cut him off when she smiled up at him, chuckling to herself when she finally acknowledged his bleeding ear.

"Is this what everyone was yelling about over there?" she asked incredulously, "I didn't know you wanted to pierce your ears,"

Remington was paused momentarily, mustering up his voice while trying to calm his fluttering chest, "I didn't. Caity just talked me into it. How does it look?"

Eva wasn't an expert on piercings my any means; she only had two herself. Though she had gone with enough friends to Claire's to get an idea of what ear piercing entailed.

"It'll be okay. C'mon, we better clean that,"

Remington sat on the toilet (lid down) as Eva ran the cold water and wadded up some tissue. The door was shut and effectively blotting out the other guests and pulsating music. He continued to pinch his lobe, now slippery and sticky from the ooze and it overall wasn't a very pleasant feeling.

"Did it hurt much?" she asked.

"Not really," he shrugged back, "Liquid courage definitely helped, though,"

"Well, you know if you wanted to get your ears pierced we could've just gone to Claire's. You get a free jab with a starter kit," she mentioned, crouching down so she could clean the ear.

Remington chuckled at the notion, inhaling sharply at the cold sensation that rippled down his neck and spine, "You're not upset with me, right?" he asked timidly.

Eva withdrew the tissue, seemingly perplexed by his question, "Why should I be upset with you? This isn't the craziest thing you've done, and I doubt it'll get infected --"

"Not the piercing. Thea," he replied, "I didn't know she was gonna be here tonight, I should've told you about her,"

She moved her hands to his lap, rubbing his knee reassuringly. He was staring at her like a puppy that had just been scolded, even mid-sulk he was easily the cutest person she had ever known.

"Thea," the name rolled off of her tongue with a edge of bitterness, "It's funny, I thought I left girls like her behind in high school. I guess it's true what they say, though," she reached up to clean the piercing again, "We never do grow up,"

"Eva, I'm --" Remington took her hand down, holding it tightly.

"Do you like her?" she asked suddenly, "Just in general, do you like her?"

He shook his head quickly, "No. She's so fucking self-absorbed and whiny. And clearly obsessive," he replied.

"Did you ever feel anything for her?" she asked.

He breathed in slowly that time, "Once, barely a fleeting thing, though,"

"And do you ever think about her outside of when you see her?" this time she squeezed his hand, staring up at him with those big doe eyes that made his heart swell every time.

"I don't have the time because I'm too busy being obsessed with you," he smiled with a false air of smugness.

Eva smiled too, genuinely however, "Then why are you getting ready to apologize for something that you didn't do wrong?"

"Because I do all the time," he huffed in a fit of pity, "I never want you to get the wrong idea and lose trust in me. That shit's my worst fucking nightmare,"

"Rem, I came out with you in a little black dress, mingling with a bunch of strangers I don't know while we're smack in the middle of Rona. I wouldn't do that if I didn't trust you," she explained, "I trust you regardless of where we are or what stuffy wannabe models try to flirt with you. It's my bed you sleep in, anyway,"

He simpered, pushing some of her loose hair behind her ear. His fingers trailed and traced the line of her jaw, basking in how soft and warm her skin was, "Your bed is really comfy," he pointed out.

"Even more so when you're in it," she dabbed at his ear a couple more times before standing and discarding the tissue, "You want to see it?"

Remington stood up, reaching across the bathroom counter and studying his new piercing with intrigue. It still throbbed from the after pain, and God only knew he would probably feel it more in the morning. However he had to admit, it didn't look too bad.

"What do you think?" he turned to Eva. She leaned back against the edge of the counter, eyeing the subtle puncture while shamelessly ogling the rest of him.

"Sweetheart, you can pull off literally anything," she replied, dropping her voice into an almost whisper, "It's kinda hot,"

His gaze shifted from the mirror to her reflection, her sweet and. sultry body outlined in that silky, velvety dress that he could probably tear right off of her in one fell swoop.

"Speak for yourself," he took hold of her hips, fingernails scratchy at the soft velvet, "I didn't know you could be so possessive -- especially over me,"

Her lips curved to match his smirk as she reached out with her right hand, her fingers slid up the smooth lapels of his jacket until they met bare skin. She felt him shudder through her touch, and like a switch had been flipped the color had disappeared from his eyes. The scolded puppy was gone and a lustful predator stood in his place.

"Well, I don't appreciate people trying to take what's mine..." her voice was barely above a whisper.

Remington chuckled gleefully, his spiced cologne flooding her senses as he came down to whisper in her ear, "Aren't you the one who told me that I belong to myself?"

"Absolutely," her left hand traveled a different path, coming down to palm him through his slacks, "This is reserved just for me, though,"

Remington's only rational response was to reach out and lock the bathroom door.

And that was how they'd found themselves here...

Like a claw lock his hands gripped her hips, holding her against him as she sat up on the sink counter top. Her once-cold hands were warmed up under the thin material of his suit jacket, pleased and exhilarated that Remington chose not to wear a shirt underneath. He was so close to her, consuming her every sensory receptor and yet she couldn’t enjoy him fully. How easy it would be to unwrap him from his jacket and slacks, and yet Eva had to wait like an impatient child to get her presents on Christmas. Her only reprieve was rocking against him gently, grinding her hips into his. And from the way he clutched and pawed at her, Remington was restless. On the one hand, he enjoyed teasing her relentlessly; on the other, all he wanted was to take her hard and fast against the bathroom counter.

Caity would fucking kill him if she ever…

Though all thoughts of pause and rational action were scarce to them both. Eva clung desperately to him, her head tossed back as he tasted the sweet salt of her neck with his tongue, soothing the love bites with gentle kisses that made her heart flutter and her stomach coil. His right hand slid under the soft velvet of her dress hem, crawling higher and higher up her thigh until he could stroke over the wet spot of her panties. When she shuddered against him, his smile mirrored that of a smug demon, bending her to his will with hardly a touch.

Just behind her, a long bathroom mirror reflected back their image in what little light was available to them. Remington stole glances between kisses, his dark brown eyes glued to the curve and ripple of her spine, mesmerized by her hair swaying briskly from side to side. He couldn’t bear to tear his gaze away from the mirror, watching her undulate beneath him was the most mesmerizing thing.

"Fuck... you're so pretty," he whispered coarsely against her ear.

His attention refocused on the fingers pulling at his clothes. First it was his jacket being unbuttoned, then it was his belt. He could feel her touch magnified, slathering and stroking him and ultimately undoing his pants. He loved when Eva became needy, watching her sweetness slip away in favor of desperation drove him wild. Her fingers were cold to the touch yet blended so deliciously against his warm skin, and his breath caught when she grasped him.

Eva suppressed a cunning grin, slowly moving her hand up and down. She circled his head with her thumb, Remington bit down on his lip so hard Eva feared momentarily he may draw blood. His eyes fluttered closed, his head falling forward in pleasure; they both giggled as he almost knocked into her.

Remington pulled back from her neck, glaring up at her hungrily. He yanked her in for a quick kiss as his hand slid around to pull at the dress zipper. He was in awe when he found she wasn't wearing a bra. Remington ran his thumb over her left nipple, the sensation of cold hands against burning flesh made her shiver. He latched his mouth around her right nipple, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud before pulling away with a pop.

Eva never let go of his cock once, fumbling her rhythm but she stayed determined to get him off.

The music continued to pulsate outside, voices echoed and carried and there was always the fleeting fear that someone may try to open the door, or Caity or Hayden may have come along and demanded to be let in, so they stayed as quiet as they possibly could in their circumstance. Nevertheless, the thrill far outweighed the crime.

Without uttering a word, Remington stilled Eva's hand, instead working hastily to rid her of her panties. Eva bit down on her lip to suppress the gasp that echoed when he pulled her closer to the counter's edge. He pushed his swollen tip against her pussy. She moaned softly, now pressing her lips together. Remington pushed further into her, thrusting in and out during the process. Eva bit her lip as he pushed further and further, sweaty and relieved exhales leaving them both when he began to fuck her.

He grunted softly when he felt how tight she was, "You okay, baby?" he gripped her hips for better leverage. Eva's eyes began to water from the sensations, every nerve with her body was hot and needy.

"Yes," she nodded swiftly, one hand clutching the counter edge while she stayed clung to him, "Please, Rem,"

"Ah, ah! Don't make a sound," he teased, "Imagine if Thea could hear you right now," he laughed when she punched his bicep.

"Maybe she should," she whimpered, "Listen to how I make you fucking come for me,"

His hips snapped faster and faster, rubbing deliciously inside of Eva. Remington was going to come any minute, and judging by her heavy eyes and stifled moans, Eva wasn't far behind.

"I love when you talk like that," he grunted, shuddering and shaking as he spilled inside of her. And she came not long after, burying her face in his neck to muffle her lustful cries.

They settled down together, the bathroom was still and silent, minus their exhausted panting. Eva sat back on the counter, reaching to push Remington's hair off of his sweat-slick forehead. His lips turned up into a blissed-out smirk, he felt deliciously satiated paired with a rippling sense of pride. He had made a mess of Eva yet again, and yet every time he loved watching her slowly regain her senses. She was a sight to behold; her dress was hanging off of her shoulders, her lipstick kissed away to a faint tint and her dark blue eyes heavy.

He took her in his arms, laying kisses from her jaw and up to her forehead, whispering darkly in between, "Mine,"

Eva whined sweetly as she kissed him, following with a keen grin and a sudden, but brief, lick to his cheek.

"Hey!" he turned his head, giggling like a child, "What was that?"

"I'm laying claim," she decided, "You know the sentiment: I licked it so it's mine?"

He laughed harder, pulling her in to kiss her again, "May I?"

Eva chuckled bashfully, tilting her head back, "You may,"

[dhampiravidi]

(ignore this) spotify wrapped '23

just me using this post to type my Spotify Wrapped so I don't have to keep going back to that page 😅 I like the stats but also I have ask memes riding on this--

if you feel like using a song title as a prompt, go ahead!

Top Genres:

Pop

Alt Metal

Modern Rock

Pop Punk

Rock

Top Song: "bloody mary (lady gaga) - sped up version" by sped up viral; played 203 times

Top Artist: Bring Me the Horizon (in the top 0.1% of fans); played 5550 minutes (no surprise there)

Other Top Artists(?)

Bring Me the Horizon (peak listening month: September)

Fall Out Boy (peak listening month: August)

30 Seconds to Mars (peak listening month: August)

Måneskin (peak listening month: September)

Dua Lipa (peak listening month: September)

Total Min: 42, 427

Then I temporarily switched to SoundCloud for a better deal, hehe

Top Songs, 1-100

bloody mary (lady gaga) - sped up version by sped up viral

Heartbreak Feels So Good - Fall Out Boy

AmEN! (ft. Lil Uzi Vert & Daryl Palumbo) - BMTH

Love Again - Dua Lipa

Let's Get the Party Started - Tom Morello, BMTH

Stuck - 30STM

Grown Man - Marshmello, Polo G, Southside

BABY SAID - Måneskin

No Love in LA - Palaye Royale

Just Pretend - Bad Omens

Black Hole - We Came As Romans, Caleb Shomo

What You Need - BMTH

Shakira Bizzarap Music Sessions, Vol. 53 - Shakira, Bizarrap

All Around Me - Envied by Angels

Start the Fire - Jamie Bower

Bad Habits (ft. BMTH) - Ed Sheeran

Woman - Doja Cat

Bones - Imagine Dragons

SUPERMODEL - Måneskin

maybe (ft. BMTH) - Machine Gun Kelly

Heat Waves - Glass Animals

Enemy (from "Arcane") - Imagine Dragons, JID

Warrior - Atreyu, Travis Barker

Strangers - BMTH

Unholy (ft. Kim Petras) - Sam Smith

Running Up the Hill - Our Last Night

The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie - RHCP

One Day the Only Butterflies...(ft. Amy Lee) - BMTH

Beggin' - Måneskin

God's Menu - Stray Kids

I Ain't Worried - OneRepublic

Happy Song - BMTH

Records - Weezer

Paralysed - Jamie Bower

Transylvania - McFly

I Wish - Skee-Lo

Pump It - Black Eyed Peas

Parasite Eve - BMTH

Say So - Doja Cat

The Worst in Me - Bad Omens

Blackbird - Alter Bridge

Teardrops - BMTH

Drowning - Atreyu

fleabag - YUNGBLUD

Shockwave - Marshmello

Shadow Moses - BMTH

Alejandro - Lady Gaga

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin

You're Going Down - Sick Puppies

DiE4u - BMTH

Teeth - 5SOS

Best Things in Life Aren't Free - The Unlikely Candidates

Fancy - Iggy Azalea, Charli XCX

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

CODE MISTAKE - CORPSE, BMTH

Sunshine - OneRepublic

Ghost - Badflower

Animal I Have Become - 3 Days Grace

Contemptress - MIW, Maria Brink

Monsters (ft. Demi Lovato & Blackbear) - All Time Low

Wonder Woman Main Theme - Tina Guo

maybe (ft. BMTH) acoustic version - Machine Gun Kelly

Levitating - Dua Lipa

Pain - Jimmy Eat World

Die Young - Ke$ha

Angel - Theory of a Deadman

Lost - Linkin Park

Come as You Are - Nirvana

Dark Passenger - MIW

Betty (Get Money) - Yung Gravy

La Tortura (ft. Alejandro Sanz) - Shakira

I'm Good (Blue) - David Guetta, Bebe Rexha

Renegades - X Ambassadors

Judas - Lady Gaga

Hips Don't Lie (ft. Wyclef Jean) - Shakira

Save Me - Remy Zero

The World I Used to Know - We Came As Romans

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT - Elley Duhé 

Two Against One (ft. Jack White) - Danger Mouse, Daniele Luppi

Here We Go Again - Pixie Lott

Astronaut in the Ocean - Our Last Night

Tribute - Tenacious D

Follow Me - BMTH

Lose Control (ft. Ciara & Fatman Scoop) - Missy Elliot

Dani California - RHCP

House of the Rising Sun - Five Finger Death Punch

In the End - BVB

Cake by the Ocean - DNCE

Last Resort - Papa Roach

Attack - 30STM

Watermelon Sugar - Harry Styles

High Enough - K.Flay

Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit

Kings and Queens - 30STM

Been Away Too Long - Soundgarden

Lived a Lie - You Me at Six

Los Angeles - Sugarcult

Sundial - Wolfmother

Broken Generation - Of Mice & Men

Round & Round - Selena Gomez & The Scene

[psychotic-nonsense]

I've had this on my mind for a while, and it's taken me even longer to put it all together, but here we are; the Vecna's Generals Song List

Some context: the music placed in both categories are intentional, to better emphasize the difference between the personalities of these characters. Using fan-made video game music/meme music for The Board, but then using more realistic(?) music for The Imprisoned. Apologies for making the music choices modern, but hey, I'm trying my best here to get the right feeling across. I would be more than happy to see someone else make a more time-accurate song list after this, though, since this is just a baseline for what these iterations are like. Go and do what I cannot!!

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The Demogorgan Commander ) "Refuse To Be Denied" by Cjbeards

The Demodog Commander ) "Left Behind" by Dagames

The Mind Flayer's Right Hand ) "Killing Butterflies" by Lewis Blissett

The Sacrifices ) "THE MEAT GRINDER" by japanesecoffee

The Demobat Commander ) "Can't Be Erased" by JT Music

The Gate Guardian ) "You Can't Hide" by Ck9c

The Powersource ) "Instruments of Cyanide" by Dagames

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Barbara Holland ) "Devil Doesn't Bargain" by Alec Benjamin

Bob Newby ) "Trade Mistakes" by Panic! At The Disco

Billy Hargrove ) "Lonely" by Palaye Royale

Chrissy Cunningham ) "Bruno is Orange" by Hop Along

Fred Benson ) "Alien Blues" by Vundabar

Patrick McKinney ) "Lone Star" by The Front Bottoms

Eddie Munson ) "505" by Arctic Monkeys

Jason Carver ) "Monster" by Imagine Dragons

Max Mayfield ) "Underground" by Cody Fry

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This has also been made into a playlist, so if you'd like, go check out the songs here:

or here, if Spotify isn't your thing somehow:

[aliiisterwarhol]

Can't wait to see what they got in store for us SRC. My guess would be royal television but anyone else got other ideas?

[thaywrites]

ᯓ★ PALAYE ROYALE PROMPTS, a collection of prompts / lyrics taken from palaye royale’s songs from their album, the bastards.

( mentions of possibly triggering subjects such as violence, self-harm, death and more. ) 

✦ LITTLE BASTARDS

i can’t take this. i’ve been a little patient.

i’ve got to get away a little faster.

run, you little bastards.

fake friends all around, they watch while i drown. no one is there to help me.

sometimes i’ve been losing my mind, running out of faith.

i’ve been feeling lonely, put me in my place.

so, fuck you — i don’t even like you.

no sleep, got another nosebleed. i can’t feel my face.

✦ ANXIETY

indecisions have been breaking my sanity.

retaliation when i’m full of anxiety.

a band-aid on a bullet hole that’s still bleeding.

numb you up until you can’t feel a goddamn thing.

a generation full of anti-sobriety. a generation that is full of anxiety.

all the voices in your head that keep talking.

all the blood on your skin that keeps crawling.

i was born to be anything i wanted to be, raised to be fucking mean.

i’m a masterpiece.

blasphemy meet again in a world so vicious.

mothers scream, fathers drink and all you bastards scream.

✦ TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT I DIE

lonely, another day. drowning, please save me.

i am struggling in my own daydream.

i know i can’t live much longer, hear the angels sing.

could I be a prisoner to the voices in my brain.

my mind is gone to waste, can’t stand to look at my face.

all these thoughts inside my head will be silenced by the bang.

believe me when i say tonight is the night i die.

as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i look at you as i take my last breath.

as i die and fall to the floor, my pain and suffering is no more.

✦ LONELY

my life don’t mean that much to me so i’m living for you.

and you can’t stand the sight of me so what’s the point of this fucked up catastrophe?

i pop these pills to waste some time as i’m fading.

too lazy for a suicide, i just watch the days pass hoping to die.

daydreaming of my funeral — like who would show, bet no one would go.

hey dad, would you show up for me now? just to bury your little boy in the ground.

you broke my heart when you left me.

so sick and tired of being alone. so long, farewell — i’m on my own.

i dug this grave i call my home.

✦ NERVOUS BREAKDOWN

twist the knife just a bit further.

don’t look at me — i think about murder.

i think i’m about to explode. i think i’m goin’ to have a nervous breakdown.

start to feel myself panic again and all the blood rushes to my head.

you say you love me but you still left me — i guess that’s why i hate myself.

you say it’s over but you’re still calling — i guess that’s why i live in hell.

my brain has been fucked enough. please, stop wasting all my thoughts.

cut my throat and please let me go.

✦ MASOCHIST

’cause i’ve been craving your sweet haven.

so i keep turning while your body burns to the ground.

don’t try to tell me that i should go softly.

just look me in my eyes and feed me your sweet lies.

i’ll cut through your alibis.

hang a cross upside down. your church is burning down.

just take me for the night.

✦ BLACK SHEEP

do you see what i’ve become? why are you still holding on?

something lingers in my veins, that’s telling me i’m not the same.

i am sinking now. the water’s over my ears and i can’t hear no sounds.

scream out or drown — can you hear the voice say now?

go home and back to sleep, and count the black sheep. 

go on away from me, i am the black sheep.

you said it’s all in my head, you said it’s all in my brain.

there’s nothing left that you can say to me.

i am everything you hate.

i am unwanted, i’m not the answer. you were hoping that i’d change.

you push me down once again because i seem different.

✦ STAY

i see you for what you are

it’s something in your eyes that look past my scars.

where do you go when you leave in the night? ‘cause i see those teary eyes.

i am the only hope for you and you are the only hope for me, too.

i just wanted you.

so stay this time. don’t go away.

the end is near, i really don’t want to know.

it’s haunting me to watch you go.

✦ REDEEMER

can’t you see that everyone is dying?

the animals are crying, religions are dividing as my family keeps on fighting.

now i’m caught in something — my eternal suffering.

looking for the meaning of it all but i got nothing.

don’t know where i’ll go when i die, must be better than this.

ain’t it sad when you got nowhere to go? got no place to call your home. burden to everyone you know.

i try just not to think about my life so i do another line. it keeps me numb just for the night.

and i’m here just waiting for you to come home.

and i’m screaming all on my own with the revolver and a note.

will you please pick up the phone? will you please come back home?

[dangerous-disposition]

🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️ (you've probably gotten so many of these but I still wanna know moooore)

okay straight up, people can just come into my askbox and be like "gerry, give me x amount of tunes" and i will give them tunes, don't even have to send me a meme.

anyway i shall give you so many tunes

Lost On You by LP

Alkaline by Rivals

Edge by Rezz

Lent by Autoheart

(Ghost) Riders in the Sky by Johnny Cash

Dopamine by Barns Courtney

Punching Bag by Palaye Royale

The Killing Kind by Marianas Trench

Therefore I Am by Rain Paris

THE BREACH by STARSET

And they have, of course, been added to the playlist~*~

[vampiremansionpoolboy-moved]

5, 7, 18, 22

5. list the top five tv series you binged this year. hmmmm 1 st 2 aib 3 andor 4 toh 5 uhhh wednesday ig idr any other shows i wtched rn

7. top three albums that you played this year? black sabbath paranoid, palaye royale fever dream, and van halen van halen

18. favorite meme of the year? probably goncharov but live slug reaction was good too and i think my brother in christ was this year oh also the small boyfriend memes

22. list any three new things you learned this year (could be recipes, a new skill, etc.) oof uhh ok i learned how to drive, i learned how to use a cd player, and uhhhhh ig i learned how to make not instant ramen

[babyinacentrifuge]

New music sideblog because I'm mentally ill :) I like everything everything a little bit. Always looking for recs. Feel free to ask for main

What to expect:

Posting about my music collection (CDs and cassettes)

What I'm listening to

Memes

Fanart

Audio/animations

Favorite artists under the cut:

The Amazing Devil

AURORA

Bad Omens

Bo Burnham

Bring Me The Horizon

Caravan Palace

C418

Eve (Jpop)

Everything Everything

Glass Animals

Linkin Park*

MGMT

Modest Mouse

Muse

Of Monsters and Men

OK Go

Palaye Royale

Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Reol

Saint Motel

Seal

Starset

Tears for Fears

Tom Cardy

Walk the Moon

Weird Al

*the situation around emily is ambiguous enough for me to give her and the band the benefit of the doubt. i might make a more detailed post later, but as someone who was raised in a highly religious household, i empathize with anyone raised in similar situations who might not be able to denounce the religion, and scientology is a much more extreme example of what i dealt with. i'm willing to agree to disagree and listen to sourced arguments, but if you are the kind of person to harass people for having different views on the situation, i will block you. i will also block you if you make make sexist or gross comments about her or her singing

Fun fact: I don't use Spotify/other paid streaming services, and instead collect/rip CDs for my collection :) feel free to reach out for files

[blog-nstuff2]

Travel inspiration, famous ppl like Alessandro commenting on Olivia wilde’s post about don’t worry darling 2022, Niall hair Covid lockdown performance from his apartment flat London, Florence Pugh wore a Harris reed dress right before Harris started working as head designer of Nina ricci, palaye royale, influencer YouTube, memes. Florence and Harris have been friends for a long time