#yeah idec its whatever

[hanfocus]

250118 (src.)

[violentdevotion]

when i was 18 my friend died and no one in my family cared. literally everytime id express grief id be told that he wasn't muslim so i shouldn't care or that to die so young he must've been doing something and therefore he must've deserved it and i just accepted that my family isn't that good at handling someones grief. then when i was 19 my older brothers friend died and i was explicitly told by my mum to not say anything to him because he was grieving and i got angry and resentful that the same wasn't extended for me and then id get mad at myself for being so resentful. last week the guy that bullied me in highschool and kickstarted my eating disorder died and ive had to hear everyone talk about what a tragedy it is and i KNOW its awful to be mad at him for how everyone's reacting to his death but im more mad that they were all always capable of this empathy and no one extended it to me when i needed it. but they will now when someone who strangled me unprompted died.

[angelprincess-x]

also uhmm 18+ or whatever blogs uhmm im almost 15 (rn 14 der) So

[spiderlandry]

when the sun leaves me — quinn bailey

Description: Quinn finds herself often asking where exactly she stands with you. The problem is that she only ever asks herself, never you.

Pairings: Quinn Bailey x F!Reader (she/her pronouns, reader is referred to as a girl)

Content: fluff, angst if you squint, non-gf!quinn so it’s probably ooc but she’s my babygirl so idec, alcohol consumption (not by reader), kissing, use of y/n, unedited, lmk if i missed anything

Word Count: 1.5k

Author’s Note: if u recognize where the title of this comes from, u have my heart <3

Quinn wakes up first.

A weight is splayed across her body, and her eyes squint the the window, almost groaning at the lack of sunlight from its west-facing wall. The weight on her is not even, but it is you. Something weird is that none of you feels suffocating. You’re just there. It’s comforting, but she wishes you’d suffocate her instead.

Rubbing her hands up and down your arm, you stir against her side, instinctively burrowing yourself into her side. She fights back a smile.

Her eyes close for the next few minutes to relish in the silence of your sleeping presence.

Until, there’s an unintelligible mumble in her neck.

“What?” She asks, looking down at you.

“What time?”

She picks up her phone from the nightstand. “Too early.”

“An actual time?”

“It’s nine.”

“Shit.”

“Why?”

You get up, the warmth disappearing from her side and leaving the bed when you swing your legs over the bed and reach for your bag on the floor.

“I have half an hour to get ready for class,” You mumble, rummaging through your belongings to find your phone.

“You can stay here,” Quinn offers, resting against the headboard. You have your backpack from last night still in her room, so she doesn’t see a problem. “Do you need a shower?”

You’re gawking for a moment and she worries if she’d overstepped, but you reply quickly enough. “What about clothes?”

“There should be some of your clothes in my dresser.”

Your eyes narrow in confusion.

“It’s from when you stayed over while your building did renovations.”

“Oh,” You nod, recalling that week. It had been a long time since then, so the surprise is evident on your face when Quinn remembered. “Yeah, I’ll stay.”

Quinn situates herself on the side you slept on the night before, basking in the little warmth you had left. The shower starts running, and she hides herself under the covers.

She doesn’t realize she had fallen asleep again until you wake her up by pulling the comforter back, the scent of her own soap reaching her nose. Her eyelids crack open the tiniest bit and she mirrors the smile on your lips.

“I’m gonna make breakfast. D’you want anything?”

She shakes her head, “I’ll eat whatever you cook.”

When you exit the room, Quinn follows a minute after. You’re already making yourself home in the kitchen, and while Quinn comes out of the hallway she’s greeted by a smug-looking Tara. The ginger shuts that down with a stern expression and Tara subsequently backs off.

Quinn can hear the Carpenter sister holding back a snicker when she’s caught smiling at you like a lovesick idiot as you prepare a plate for both of you. You even ask if Tara wants food, and that’s when she politely declines and leaves the room, unable to hold back her laugh anymore.

“What’s with her?” You gesture to the hallway she disappeared into, taking a bite of your breakfast as the other girl does the same from across the breakfast bar.

“Nothing, don’t pay her any mind.” Quinn says a bit too quickly, but you don’t mention that or the slight panic in her voice that only you’d be able to read.

You leave a few minutes later, but not without kissing Quinn’s forehead, a tradition you started when you two got close.

She flops onto the couch with a soft sigh, hugging a pillow to her chest. She doesn’t see her roommate finally coming out of her room.

“So…” The voice startles her, and she spots Tara leaning against the wall adjacent to the sofa. “Y/N?”

“What?”

“When you said life is about variety…I didn’t know you meant girls.”

She groans, “It doesn’t.”

At Tara’s raised brows, Quinn is fast to clarify. “I mean—I like girls. But not her. She’s not a fling.”

“I didn’t say anything about a fling,” The brunette grins.

“You implied it.”

“So…she’s a girlfriend?”

“No!” Quinn threatens to throw the pillow at her friend by raising it up and aiming, to which Tara disappears around the corner. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s not my anything.”

“Whatever you say,” Tara goes back to her room.

Now that Tara has brought it up, it begins to plague her mind for the next few days.

She starts closely observing how you interact with her.

‘Carpooling’ with you has been such a common occurrence—routine—that it’s never put her off, but now that she’s thinking about what she is to you, she fidgets uncomfortably in her passenger seat while you drive her to meet up with some friends.

“You okay?” You sense her reluctance, the way she’s practically curling into herself.

“I’m fine,” She brushes you off. “Why do you drive me around?”

“Well,” you purse your lips. “You ask me to.”

Quinn would be lying if she said that didn’t make her heart flutter just a bit. “Yeah, but you always agree.”

“It’s just—It’s the nice thing to do.” You shrug. Your hesitation to say that isn’t lost on her. At all.

“Is it?” She questions, more for herself than you. She regains confidence at the thought of you being nervous around her, too. “Do you drive everyone around?”

“You’re the only one who asks.”

The rest of the ride is silent, with Quinn contemplating whether that’s the truth, and you keeping your eyes on the road, a little more focused than usual.

She isn’t always like this. She’s never like this, actually. There has never been anyone who made her lose her typical flirty persona, not even an actor who had once hit on her at a bar, nobody except for you. There’s something about it that’s thrilling, to know there’s someone that can make her feel so differently than the others, but there is no coin without two sides. The other side to this—the con—is that she’s at a disadvantage. Feeling like this is to be vulnerable.

For the entire week, you continue daily life while Quinn is left to wallow in her own thoughts. She doesn’t think you’d ever notice until you actually corner her at a party and demanded answers.

You’re rarely at parties. But Quinn is here, so you’re here. You don’t physically corner her, but it’s basically the same thing when you catch her coming out of the bathroom in the random frat house.

“Hey,” you catch her by the wrist. “Are you gonna tell me what’s going on?” Throughout the night, it’s clear that she’d been making an effort to stay out of your way, and a heart constricts within her ribcage when she sees the hurt look on your face.

“What do you mean?” She squeezes between the mass of moving bodies against the pink and purple lights, and you’re desperate to follow her.

You don’t corner her. You leave an opening, a way out if she so diligently wishes. But she knows now, with how you are, that if she leaves, you’ll take it as an answer. If she leaves, she shuts you out indefinitely, but staying means to open her heart to you and though every fiber of her being says make me yours, it’s not that easy. The words are molasses on her tongue. It takes her a few minutes and a drink to get it out, and even if you’re patient, you won’t stay forever.

“This shit scares me,” She finally gathers the courage to face you, and it’s a breath of fresh air when you laugh. “You scare me.”

You don’t talk, you nod for her to continue.

“I don’t even…I don’t know if you like girls, okay? And you—you’re so…touchy with me. Like I can’t decide if straight girls really are just that affectionate and I’m reading into it, but then you kiss me on the forehead and look at me like—like…I don’t know! And—”

A pair of lips—yours—is on hers, effectively cutting off her ramble, and within the second she’s kissing you back. It’s the easiest decision she’s ever made, and when your hands snake across her back to pull her closer, the warmth spreads throughout her entire being. Deepening the kiss by tilting her head, she grabs your jaw to keep you there, and you smile.

But a catcall whistle interrupts the two of you. Remembering where you are, you make a suggestion.

“Wanna get out of here?” You smirk, less than an inch from her lips. She resists the urge to close that distance as to not give the others even more of a show.

“Oh, absolutely. Let’s go.”

[dutchwinter]

top 5 anthony images hehehehe

sigh. me when im in a sending the most difficult ask to answer competition and my opponent is kier franthonyofficial. get ready for THIRTY IMAGES instead of five. because im not choosing. i turned this into less of a favorite images thing and more of an essential images thing. essential to me.

july 21 2019 warped tour. beautiful smile. need i say more

apple store world. bands will walk in there and be beautiful!!!

beautiful face cheerleader moment. you know how it is

its just. it. its just so. its an image yeah.

Well

good dog. for reasons. yk how it is.

this one is some weird main character moment of anthony at a this day forward show. why is he the only one facing the camera

blond. bandana. malamute shirt. mic in his mouth. im in love with him.

um. i havent shared this one to tumblr yet! hes uh. well. its fine. actually. its totally fine.

captioned. brendans daughter giving anthony some needed love. i dont even care though so its fine

just my favorite image of this dress he is very pretty

a screenshot i had that i turned into a post that is sitting in my drafts TO THIS DAY that i will never ever post. captioned "me when i sleep like a gayboy" so basically ive just posted it but. this post is so important to me i had to include it.

the one i refer to as "die" bc i tagged this image that once bc his smile and pretty face piss me off

im in love with him

miss.... maam.....

the babygirlest image of all time. the field image

now this is from the show i became really aware of this guy and its still stuck in my head. princess... hi princess...

i spent 3 hours watching this video it was the worst night of my life this image was the first time i had ever seen anything from it. and its also just. THE woman moment of all time.

mustache moment and big fuckin jacjet moment and beautiful smile moment. idec

this image was my laptop background for a loooonggggg time i just think anthony looks really really nice idk

my show my image. he looked like that in front of my eyeballs. fucked UP.

it doesnt feel right to not include this image!!!!

this is one of the first anthony images i felt really really strongly about like i had a big Moment about this. hes so.....

the famous Eating Him image. when this dropped i went to reblog it over here and i tagged this specific one as "eating him" but this was like. before anyone was really an AnthonyGirl so i was SCARED TO POST IT. and then i never did. it sat in my drafts a while but eventually i either deleted it or got rid of the tag. eating him

puppy angel. hes pretty :^[

i also have not posted this one! lollipop/mic stand #howhedo #younglegstour. yeah

hotbar. whatever. if i SPEAK.

just fell to my knees in walmart/IM GOING TO ANTHONY WORLD. reblogged on march 28 with the tag "im goint to anthony world." and that set off the month of Anthony April and then i never left anthony world. yeah. yeah.

if you really read all of this. hi. how are you. this was a very useless post

[gu6chan]

i think aside from how "good" or "bad" an OC is in terms of its writing, design, etc. what really makes OCs adored and/or remembered in the hearts of others is seeing the creator's own love and enthusiasm for them. ive seen some absolutely AWFULLY written OCs that i would just shrug off with a certain "oh im cackling but who cares long as they're having fun" kinda wistfulness otherwise if their own CREATOR wasn't hyping them up and being so passionate about them to where I would be looking at ebony darkness dementia ravenway and treating her like my own pseudo-child. like idec that they're a mary sue or overly edgy or self-ship or cringey or whatever they're owning it and im in on the hype. hell yeah go them

[mischiiefs]

GET  TO  KNOW  THE  MUN.

WHAT  MADE  YOU  PICK  UP  THE  MUSE  YOU  HAVE  ?   It's so funny actually because when I first started Teen Wolf... Stiles was not my favorite character. I was a Stydia shipper for sure but I did not. I did not like him!!! But I don't know what happened, one day I was like No I'm A Fool and thought I could try writing him??? Just to pick apart his brain??? And he just... became so much fun.

ALSO FUN FACT: My first ever tumblr muse was Liam so the Teen Wolf rpc has always kind of been there for me???

IS  THERE  ANYTHING  YOU  DON'T  LIKE  TO  WRITE  ?  Obvi like... illegal stuff and anything that shits on a certain idea / people etc etc.

IS  THERE  ANYTHING  YOU  REALLY  ENJOY  WRITING  ?   I'm an angst hoe its true. I love writing angst and just darker things? I'm really just open to everything, I like writing silly things, fluff, etc etc but angst monster angst monster-

HOW  DO  YOU  COME  UP  WITH  YOUR  HEADCANONS  ?   I don't. They come to me through possession. The voice of Stiles takes over me and says some ancient nerdom shit and I have to decipher it thank you

DO  YOU  WRITE  IN  SILENCE  OR  LISTEN  TO  MUSIC  ?   DEPENDS. Most of the time I listen to music, just whatever shuffles on my spotify liked songs or I just have. I need it to be dead quiet at times or I'll get totally thrown off track so yeah!!

DO  YOU  PLAN  YOUR  REPLIES  OR  WING  THEM  ?   Obviously if it was plotted then I'll go off that but I took several acting classes in high school, I'm an improv shithead at heart even if the idea being planned out is.... much.... much easier.

DO  YOU  ENJOY  SHIPPING  ?   I do!! I don't write just for romance however, I'd like a wide array of ships: platonic, enemies, allies etc etc! Keeps it fresh and exciting <3

WHAT'S  YOUR  ALIAS/NAME  ?   I used to just go by my full name of Makenzie but that quickly dissolved into people always saying Mak so that stuck so hard and I think like two or so years ago I really adopted Kai as well?? So Mak / Kai works, Makai if you wanna smoosh it together but I don't care which one you choose! Just don't call me late for dinner-

AGE  ?   Almost 24!

BIRTHDAY  ?  June 12! Gemini power.

FAVORITE  COLOR  ?   I'm a fan of the blues, greens, purples mainly.

FAVORITE  SONG  ?   Don't ask me that question dONT ASK ME THAT QUESTIOON

LAST  MOVIE  YOU  WATCHED  ?   ???? Probably the FNAF movie-

LAST  SHOW  YOU  WATCHED  ?   For an ACTUAL show, I think it was Shogun but if podcasts count, I've been binging The Magnus Archives-

LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO  ?  Achilles Come Down which is literally on shuffle right now LMAO

FAVORITE  SEASON  ?   Mmmm autumn.

DO  YOU  HAVE  A  TUMBLR  BEST  FRIEND  ?   God I I don't like this question LMAO So many idec

tagged by: @selfregard @kindofuneven gucci gang gucci gang gucci gang tagging: @fablewrote @bravevolunteer @unknownths @angerdriven @hcpebled

[numetaljackdog]

shoving my foot in the door no please take this before its too late!!!!! numers 23 and 24 for ur music asks please pleaSE i am being remov

where are you going :( come in and get comfy and stay a while and listen to tunes with me won't you. now let's see what we';ve got here

23. a song you remember liking as a kid

well if you'll kindly refer to the timeline graphic:

it's a pretty rough plot of the subject, but it will do. as you may guess by the presence of life is a highway, i was very into the movie cars for a while as a child. that's still a jam idec. i had a little mp3 player for a brief time in my life.... i wish i still had it. i don't think it was like a proper piece of tech, like it was made for kids rather than being a full-on ipod, but i think i had literally just this one song on it and i would listen to it on repeat anytime i was in the car. and of course honorable mention to brass monkey, probably my first exposure to rap rock. i found out about that song from my dad and really loved it, i thought it was so silly and fun. and then in fourth grade we did a musical show and tell, and i wanted to play that song and talk about why i liked it, and my parents had to veto that idea and explain that brass monkey was in fact not very appropriate to talk about with my fellow 9 year olds. very disappointing

24. a song people often misinterpret

probably a lot of them honestly but i was just at the store and they had these like 80s nostalgia print tshirts with like some different new wave bands and whatever on them. like those really generic print shirts you find at every department store. and they had one that was an mtv shirt and it said "i want my mtv" on the side. and i just always think it's funny that mtv uses that as like. promo. bc uhhh yeah guys i don't think dire straits wrote that song about how much they love mtv. might have even been.... the opposite. not that they care. but i could see someone not really listening to the lyrics and actually thinking that song is about how awesome mtv is. it is not about that

(the ask game)

[plague-of-insomnia]

I feel you with Spy X Family, and maybe its partly the bleed through that the lead creator doesn't really care about it? (From what i hear Spy X Family was made mostly so he can just get money for stuff he really wants to work on)

Spy X Family is most peoples brain popcorn. The characters are cute enough, no high stakes, The Assassin lady is pretty, it brain popcorn

And i happen to like it cause i like the character designs, and sometimes its nice to have brain popcorn then something like Madoka magica where you wait for shit to get fucked up, yknow?

Everybody got their tastes :3 your ambivalence or dislike is okie dokie ✨

That’s interesting. That makes a lot of sense then why it’s so meh. The creator doesn’t care so he’s just phoning it in. I mean it does feel like he wanted to do something else (domestic fluff found family) but was pressured into the whole spy/assassin/mind reader thing by his publisher, bc ultimately that whole concept is almost forgotten while they just… have a school manga/anime that’s boring as can be.

I mean I tend to not like 99% of popular things. Like I can enjoy it enough to watch once or whatever but that’s it I’m done no need to ever think about it ever again.

Like I still can’t get why people went sooo apeshit over Good Omens. It was an entertaining watch but definitely did nothing for me. (But as much as I respect Gaiman and admire his success, I tend to feel that way about most of his work, so it could be me.)

🤷🏻

I’ve always been like this. It’s not even a snob thing, like I don’t think there’s anything wrong with liking something that’s popular at all. I just…. Usually don’t.

Like I need characters that really speak to me, that I can see develop, otherwise I get bored really fast. Action scenes bore me to tears if there’s too many or that’s all there is. I want characters. I want emotions. I want to see them struggle and learn and grow and develop.

On the surface I get why people might like Spy x Family, but there’s just nothing compelling there to me. The characters are all paper thin and so is the plot. There’s literally nothing to come back for?

Meanwhile, only two episodes of Buddy Daddies and I already felt connected to the three main characters. Hell, one episode hooked me. There’s been so much more character development there (and not just with the main 3) in only 7 episodes than Spy x F did with 24. By an order of magnitude.

Like it’s fine if you like Spy x F, but idk why anyone would want to do more than just watch it once or twice to pass the time…. I just…. Do not. Like the more of Buddy Daddies I watch the more and more I realize how disappointed I was with spy x f as a whole.

Idec if that’s an unpopular opinion. If I watch season 2 when it comes out, it’ll be to pass the time and I have nothing else to watch, but honestly idk if I will bother as I’m pretty done with it. I think if I hadn’t been so desperate for something that was dubbed to watch I wouldn’t have even finished it.

So yeah. 🤷🏻

[krunchylegs]

vent :( (tw: 3d)

i feel so gross rn

i ate over 1000 calories and i tried making up for it a little bit by burning off calories (burned 402) but that left only a little over 1000 still, but it gets worse bc idek why i did this but i had some chocolate and even then i went back to the kitchen and ate toast with cream cheese and sliced ham, tomorrow im going to restrict more and try burn more calories by walking (my watch tracks it), on the upside tho tomorrow is a new day and i dont think i went over my limit (1500cals), but even so i try stick around 800cals per day bc its whats easy for me atm (planning to restrict bit by bit but im going easy on myself since ive gotten used to eating whenever i want bc of summer).

i will get over this and i will do better tomorrow, i have to, for myself this is what i need to do. its my choice and i need to stick with that

also the reason i ate so much was bc i made brownies for my family and i ate some, i was meaning not to, im going to bake again soon and my willpower will be stronger next time. i have my safe foods in my room (obvi ones that dont need the fridge) so there will be NO NEED for me to eat anything i bake. i do enjoy baking and guiltily i do enjoy the idea of feeding my family sweet treats while i nibble at my safe food, might take a bite or something so its not weird but i dont want to be the bigger sibling anymore i fucking hate it, i dont want to be the 'normal' sized one when compared to my sister whos skinnier than me. i wanna be the skinny one, idec if thats selfish its just the truth. its so confusing too, she (my sister) says she wants to put on weight, go the the gym and gain muscle or whatever but i just wanna be thin (trying to avoid being skinnyfat obviously :/) but genuinely its so frustrating it feels like ive been stuck in a body that isnt mine, even if im not described as fat im not described as being skinny and it literally upsets me, as childish as it sounds idrc, and this is literally the ONLY way i can even share these thoughts, if anyone knew how i felt theyd think im stupid or weird, probably try tell me i dont need to change how i look, but i NEED to take control, i am sick and tired of being the way i am, i miss having my child body, i miss it so fucking much, i dont know if its because im trans(ftm) or if its because i used to be super skinny as a kid, beautiful legs that i was complimented on and i enjoyed the fact my ribs were visible, but as soon as puberty hit it all went downhill, in locker rooms people would comment that i was skinny and i liked it but that seemed to happen less and less, like have i gotten fat now?? does everyone think im chubby???? maybe im fucking fat and i dont even see it im gonna cry, jesus christ i fucking hate everything.

it makes it so much worse when my sister calls me fat, ik i just said that no one calls me fat but its weird. my sister calls me fat to make me upset, she usually tells me that during arguments, its made me cry so much. like example: i was on holiday recently with my family (dad, mum, sister, me) we were unloading our stuff from the car and my dad told me to put away the food and during the drive my sister and i were arguing the whole time, and when my sister saw me sorting out the food she said "of course youre at the food, fucking fatass" and i literally had to point out to my parents that she was making fun of me literally in front of them, like yeah my mum was all like "dont say that" to her but that doesnt fucking do anything, and my sister just kept going, and my dad had to step in and tell her to stfu and said that if anything i was underweight, but it felt like such a fat lie, especially when my sister IS skinnier than me, it really drives me crazy but at the same time its almost motivating, like i just wanna be sick, i wanna be sickly thin and gross to look at, i miss how i felt when i was skinny, when my legs were so skinny, i miss the compliments i got on my skinny body, for a while i believed i could never get that back but now ik its possible to be skinny again i just need to keep it up, ik i can be super skinny again and i WILL BE, i HAVE to be, theres no other option for me i need it more than anything, i dont care about anything else atm i just want to be thin

[999moreyears]

Yeah whatever idec that we let her steal our ps3 and 4 and multiple dvds. yeah its like whatever

[seesiderendezvous]

👒

[sunsbled-archive]

rainysoot​:

smut prompt list-

prompts from @sultrypotter

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not…. w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re…. just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“i forgot my towel”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that’s because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you….here…. right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this… just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

[elidoesntbreathwee]

It all started in a bathroom stall. Steve and Robin had been drugged by Russians, and were high off their minds, a little less now though.

"But Tammy Thompson's a girl..."

"Steve"

"Oh... Holy shit."

Robin, his best friend, his crush at one point, like girls. He knew that if he had been who he was in high school, he would have walked away from her forever, and thank fuck that he isn't. It finally, REALLY clicked for him; girls can like girls, and boys can like boys, and it isnt weird, or of the devil, or whatever people are saying.

Now he understood one of his kids more, and thats always a plus. Will probably would have never said anything explicitly to Steve. Will liked Steve, he thought he was cool, but Will could barely work up the guts to tell Dustin, Lucas and Mike (though Mike sort of always knew) But Steve also kind of knew, so he didn't make Will come out or anything, just pulled him aside and told him that he could be who he was, and that Steve wouldn't judge.

Then Steve thought. He thought back on high school, about the weird feeling he had about Tommy H. Steve thought he just loved him as a friend would. He was wrong about that feeling. He realized he didn't have the "close friends" feeling about Tommy H. after being taken to the police station after getting into one heck of a fight with Johnathan Byers. Yeah, so those close friend feelings weren't close friend feelings. "King Steve" had once had a *crush* on Tommy H. of all people.

This didnt make any sense to Steve.

"But i like girls, i always have. How could i have like Tommy H. in that way, and still like girls" he thought

He didn't know what to do, so he asked the closes one to him, his Platonic (with a capital P) other half, his best friend, who also happened to be a lot more knowledgeable about this topic. He asked Robin.

"Hey Rob, what if someone, let's call them, Mark. What if Mark had always like girls, but one day he realized he liked a guy. What would Mark do?"

"Well, I don't know "Mark", but i assume that he would panic a bit, then go to his best friend and tell her about it, and then she would say ' Well, Mark, you can be bisexual. That means you like girls AND boys' and then she would hug Mark"

Robin hugged Steve.

"Its ok", she started, "that you're still figuring out who you are, Steve. And im always here if 'Mark' has anymore questions"

They laughed and went back to whatever they were doing on that particular night.

Then the world needed saving again, and one Eddie Munson was a suspect for murder. Dustin knew Eddie, and knew that he would never do that, so Steve had to help Dustin (and Eddie) by 1) getting rid of Vecna (a.n. getting rid of the B, iykyk) and 2) clear Eddie's name

It did not go according to plan, of course. First Steve comes closer to death than he would like, (which is nowhere near it) then Death looks Eddie in the eyes, but Eddie, being himself, looked Death straight back and told him, 'No, fuck off'. At least they finished Vecna. (as far as they know)

But the biggest thing that didn't go according to plan was Steve's new big fat crush on Eddie-fucking-Munson. Of course, because Steve needs more drama in his life, so why doesn't Life through a crush on a drama queen like Eddie (a.n. get it, cuz he's a theater kid. idec if its cannon, its just flat out true) into his life.

The worst part of it is that now Stee knows what he's feeling and has to worry about if Eddie's straight or not, and knowing his luck, Eddie was about 99.99% likely to be straight. But Steve held on to that 00.01% chance that *maybe* Eddie liked guys. But Steve? Why would someone like Eddie Munson, goofball, metalhead, and 'dragon game narrator thing', like boring old, ex-king, Steve Harrington.

But Eddie keeps looking at him in a way, a way that makes Steve feel like he might have a decent chance with Eddie. He keeps pressing up to Steve. To be fair though, Eddie does that with everyone, y'know, getting up in their faces, leaning on people. But with other people, it's only for a few seconds, with Steve, though, he lingers, like he wants to be near Steve all the time. Steve wouldn't mind that though, not at all.

Guess who Steve tells first. If you guessed Eddie, then you're wrong. If you guessed Robin, then you win! He didn't really want advice, he just wanted to tell someone; to get it off his chest.

Robin listened, as a good friend does, and they moved on from it, Steve not wanting to linger on the subject.

Then, one evening, the whole gang had come over to Steve's for a movie night. They were 2 movies in, when Eddie left to go smoke outside. Robin encouraged Steve to go with him, even though Robin didn't like that Steve still occasionally smoked, she could let it rest for a bit in the name of love.

Outside, Eddie was leaning against the railing of the back porch. Steve walked up to the railing as well, silently.

"Nice sky. Pretty stars" Eddie said, in between puffs, breaking the silence

"Yeah, it is. You happen to have an extra?"

Eddie handed Steve a spare cigarette and handed him his lighter as well. The two smoked in silence for about 10 minutes.

"Didn't know you smoked, Steve"

"Surprised?"

"Yeah, i guess. I don't really know. I've been thinking, y'know. Before a few months ago, the only way i knew you was by how you were in high school. Dustin had told me you changed, and i guess i believed him, but I never knew how much you'd changed. I've said it before and i'll say it again, you're a good guy, Steve. Hell, you're a great guy, and i guess I'm still jealous of-"

"Of what?" Steve interpreted him. "Of my stupid hair? Of how i can't win a fight? Of my stupid fucking polo shirts? What's there to be jealous of?" Steve said the last sentence quietly, looking down at the ground below the porch.

"Steve..."

"Hm?" Steve said without looking up. He had already gotten through his whole cigarette and Eddie was just about done with his when he said:

"You know how much Dustin talks about you? The kid sees all the good in you, which, to be fair, is most of you. You're funny, and smart, and you may not win fights, but you sure as hell give it your all." Steve looked up at him, eyes tearing up.

Steve bit his lip to try and keep himself from crying, but it was no use, the tears had already started streaming down his face. Eddie ashed his cigarette and hugged Steve, giving him a shoulder to cry on. They swayed ever so slightly, which was comforting to Steve, even though he felt bad about crying in front of someone, much less in front of Eddie.

Steve cried for a few minutes, and when he had gotten most of his tears out, Eddie leaned back and wiped the tears off of Steve's face, cradling his cheek. Steve rested his forehead on Eddie's and before he knew it, Steve was kissing Eddie Munson.

When the two walked back into Steve's house, instead of going back to their original seats (Eddie next to Dustin on one couch and Steve next to Robin on the other) Steve and Eddie squeezed next to Robin (who was next to Nancy YIPPEE) and cuddled. Robin scooted closer to Nancy to give the two more room on the couch (and to be closer to Nancy) and Mike sat where Eddie had been sitting, and Will scooting closer to the couch Mike was on, but still sitting on the floor. Lucas, El and Max were already halfway asleep, so they didn't really realize anyone had moved, and Erica couldn't have cared less, because she had her ice cream and that was all that mattered.

And the rest if up to you and your imagination cuz i dont wanna keep writing :D Hope u liked :)

[seriouslysam8]

if you post that scene I think it'll help me decide if I want it or not, completely no pressure tho, but idec if its a rough copy

Okay, here's the unedited and not at all final scene I wrote.

“Can we talk about something?” Ron asked, his fingers picking at the label on the beer bottle.

“Yeah, of course,” Harry replied, although panic instantly rose in his chest at the very thought of having to give any sort of advice. He wondered if he should grab Ginny.

“Can we pretend for a moment that you’re not married to my sister?” Ron asked, glancing over at him. “Let’s pretend you’re married to someone named Margaret, all right?”

“Margaret?” Harry asked, his brows furrowing. “Sure, all right, Margaret and I are married.”

Ron sucked in a breath. “You and Margaret are obviously still happily married, right? I mean, you two are always sneaking off to snog or whatever and you’re happy, right?”

Harry frowned. “I am very happy with… with Margaret, yes.”

“Was there ever a time when you weren’t happy being with Margaret?” Ron asked, his eyes glancing down at the floor.

Harry squinted, trying to think of a time when he hadn’t been happy with Ginny and came up empty. There had certainly been some hard times over the years. They had been through a few rough patches. But he loved her more than he loved anything else in the entire world. He couldn’t imagine his life without Ginny by his side, without her laughing in his ear, without her touches sending tingles down his spine, without her being his shoulder to lean on. Life wasn’t life without Ginny. There would be no point in living if Ginny wasn’t by his side.

“Honestly… no,” Harry answered honestly. “The past several months has been harder than I could have ever imagined. There were certainly times G-Margaret and I have fought. But I wouldn’t have been able to survive without her by my side. She’s my rock.”

“Hugo moved out about a month ago. Got a flat with Louis,” Ron whispered. “I realized just how… lonely it is at home now without any of the kids.”

“Going through a bit of an empty nest situation?” Harry inquired, confusion settling in. “I mean, I didn’t handle it very well either.”

“It’s not that, Harry, it’s the fact that I come home to nothing now,” Ron admitted. “Hermione is… always working or reading when I get home. We have dinners in silence now that Hugo isn’t there to carry the conversation.”

“Oh,” Harry replied.

He couldn’t imagine not coming home to Ginny chatting his ear off about work, not kissing her goodnight every night before bed, not laughing with her every single day, not just being together. Even when they did their own thing at home, they sat together with her legs plopped in his lap as they read or listened to the wireless.

“You and Margaret have gone through, you know, dry spells, right?” Ron asked, his neck pinking.

Harry blinked. Dry spells. Well, the longest they had gone without sex had been six weeks after each one of their kids’ births. It had been the hardest six weeks of his life each time and he felt like a teenager wanking again in secret. As soon as Ginny was given the green light, they were right back at it again like they hadn’t even skipped a beat. Not counting giving birth, he tried to think of their longest dry spell they had.

“Uh, I mean, I’m sure we’ve gone a week without having sex before,” Harry replied before he took a large swing of beer. “You know, just busy with work or kids never giving us a moment’s peace when they were younger or something.”

“A week?” Ron repeated, snapping his attention towards Harry with his mouth open. “Just a week? How many times do you normally have sex in a week?”

Harry stilled, his eyes narrowing as he tried to determine if Ron really wanted him to answer that question. “I don’t know? Several?”

Ron’s eyes widened. “Several times a week? You have sex several times a week?”

“Uh… I guess, yeah. Why? Is that too little?”

“Too little?” Ron exclaimed, his eyes wide and crazed. “I’m lucky if I get sex once in six months, Harry!”

Harry couldn’t help it. He laughed. There was no way that Ron only had sex once every six months! That was ludicrous! He and Ginny had sex nearly every night. Ever since things had calmed down, sometimes twice in a day on a weekend! He would die, literally die, if he couldn’t touch Ginny as often as he did.

“It’s not funny!” Ron hissed.

“You’re joking, right?” Harry asked. “I mean, I’m laughing because you’re joking. You have to be!”

“No, I’m not,” Ron spoke in a soft tone. “Harry, I don’t… I don’t think Hermione and I are in love anymore. We’re nothing more than just roommates. It took Hugo moving out to make me realize that…”

“Ron…” Harry trailed off, the laughter gone from his face.

“I think I want a divorce,” Ron admitted, realization ringing in his voice as he took a long swing of his beer.

[the-greendalehumanbeings]

I don't consider the plot of season 3 to be similar to season 1's plot at all, either. On the surface, it may sound similar, but the specifics of both characters plus why Penelope is trying to find a husband are incredibly different, not to mention how Simon and Daphne fell in love despite not knowing each other before their scheme and their feelings putting a wrench in their original plans and first impressions of each other. Penelope on the other hand wanted Colin, but feels rejected by him, and Colin wants to win her favor back by helping her out. In this situation I'd even say that Colin is in a more similar position to Daphne than Simon if you wanted to compare both plotlines. And idec about the s3 ship or storyline lol, but it's really not s*phne 2.0 or why season 2 had such a different plotline. Even season 1 had many different takes on its original material, even Simon's vow was actually not as poorly handled in the book /until/ that specific scene, whereas the show meshed all of it together in one scene and made it look awful all within that episode's ending.

yeah, i agree. i'm actually surprised this is one of the complaints for s3. this season was always going to be different to the book despite whatever the show claimed. other than the duel, quick marriage and the sexual assault scene, season 1 was very different from the original story. i think people just didn’t notice because TDAI isn’t a fan favourite for obvious reasons. and romancing mr bridgerton didn’t have much of a plot going on. colin and penelope already know each other and are pretty good friends. the only significant plot point was lady whistledown (maybe colin’s writing aspirations, but i didn’t really care about that). ofcourse they needed to add things and change the story a bit. i can’t imagine the execution of the s3 storyline being any good but its pretty different from s1. for starters they won’t even be fake courting; colin will just be helping penelope. the plotline is more like the D.U.F.F, or she’s all that rather than s1. plus, daphne and penelope’s situations are very different.

also, regarding simon’s vow, the show did handle it poorly. i remember when i first watched the epilogue, i felt like i was watching daphne’s happily ever after rather than simon and daphne’s hea. like the entire thing was framed as daphne finally getting the family she ever wanted (even carrying on the bridgerton naming tradition). too many people think that because they gave him flashbacks, the show did a good job fleshing him out. when simon deserved better and more time spent on his character and issues. like after episode 2, his vow and trauma were painted as something he needed to get over so daphne could get her HEA.