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They mistook my kindness for weakness I fucked up, I know that, but Jesus Can’t a girl just do the best she can?

Lana Del Rey (via lanasdaily)

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If you lose your way, just take my hand You’re lost at sea, then I’ll command your boat to me again

Lana Del Rey - “Mariners Apartment Complex” (via paradiseforlana)

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Only workaholics could make two best friends fighting to the death in an empty pool surrounded by dozens of dead koi fish and one of the guys has his dick in a box work lol.

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I wanna sit in austin porters lap and tell him I love him and play with this hair while his hands explore my thighs and stomach

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Do you ever think you’re not gonna draw Alex Turner and then do it anyways? 😂😂😂

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I wanna sit in austin porters lap and tell him I love him and play with this hair while his hands explore my thighs and stomach

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Reblog if your blog is safe for all members of the LGBTQ+ community

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You hear singers and guitarists with your ears but you hear bass lines with your heart so don’t go telling me bassists aren’t important

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If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again

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Zion Kuwonu appreciation post

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Pretty Much singing Redbone by Childish Gambino 😍😍

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me showing you music means i genuinely like you

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i know i post grayson a lot, but i promise i love ethan as well. 💜

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queen

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Focus [E.D]

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SUMMARY: When Ethan decides to teach you how to play a video game, he becomes more of a distraction than a mentor..

WORD COUNT: 1.2K+

“Baby, you suck at this game.” Ethan groaned as he vigorously moved in his seat, his fingers fidgeting with the controller in his hands as he watched the TV screen cautiously. He just barely avoided getting killed, and it was all your fault, well at least that was what he thought.

“Shut up, you ass-hat.“ You were concentrating, leaning forwards, eyes big and biting your lower lip as you tried again, having died and then been returned to the starting point.

"Shut up? Babe, we’re on the same damn team!” Ethan snapped, leaving the little nook he had hidden in the game. Friendly fire was on, and Ethan was pissed, so he didn’t feel any remorse as he switched his weapon to the sniper in his inventory and without a second thought quick-sniped your character as he tried to make his way to the enemy base.

“You fucker.“ You slammed the controller onto the bed angrily, crossing your arms over your chest as if you were a toddler who had just finished throwing a tantrum.

You sat right up, glaring at Ethan icily. Ethan chuckled, “You deserved it.” He carried on playing as you fell into his lap lazily. “I’m not playing anymore.” You murmured, dejectively nuzzling your head into his bare chest. Ethan stiffened at the affection he was receiving, his previously aggressive and careless demeanor shifting into a tender and loving one.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you in close, gently rubbing your arm. “Aww.”

Despite the emptiness in your stomach because Ethan basically devoured all of the In-N-Out Grayson had dropped off for you two, it fluttered at the feeling of your body pressed against his. You sank into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. His touch made the room warmer somehow and your smiles were both audible.

Ethan clicked his tongue, “I can teach you how to play you know, then we can really kick some ass.”

Your lips pulled up into a soft grin, “You sure?”

"Of course I’m sure.” Ethan squeezed your hip, pausing the game to stretch backwards and grab your controller once more. He bowed forward and handed it to you before switching out of his game to open a new one, one involving only him and you.

And so training mode was initiated. You laid into Ethan’s chest, allowing him to take control of where your fingers went and what buttons you pushed, it was honestly way more fun with just the two of you, even if Ethan was killing you non-stop.

You were caught up in the game again, licking your lips and knitting your brows, practiced fingers shifting over the buttons on the controller, leading your character to the places you wanted. You could see why Ethan spent so much time playing these games, they were addictive and it made you wonder why Grayson preferred lifting weights over hanging out with you both playing video games.

You smiled cheekily to yourself, more time with Ethan for me.

You were actually so engrossed in the game, you hadn’t even noticed Ethan’s hand resting on the small of your back, and a delicate breath touched the skin of your throat. With a jolt, you sat up, “Baby?”

Ethan sniffled, "Nu-uh, keep playing kitten, I wanna see how well you can focus..” The hand on your back lowered the slightest bit and you felt Ethan’s soft lips ever so gently graze your neck.

You swallowed thickly, fending off a smile and continued playing, a little shakily now, but you managed to scare off all your enemies without harm.

“Very good,” Ethan mused against your throat, kissing the soft skin lightly before moving his lips up to the side of your head, breathing heavily into the shell of your ear.

You were sure that Ethan was just messing with you, the breaths he let out raspy, but you only got more distracted – and slightly turned on to be honest. Your hands had now visibly started shaking as you sank your teeth into your lower lip.

Ethan cooed, “My baby girl..”

You wanted to turn your head, to look at Ethan rather than the screen, but when you tried, Ethan only dragged his lips down your throat, to your neck and off of your skin, “Bad girl,” He purred teasingly, his hand slid down to your ass and gripped tightly, “Focus.” He commanded and you could do nothing but oblique. 

This went on for a few minutes, and the longer you felt your boyfriend’s soft lips and wet tongue alternate between caressing and sucking on your neck, you felt more and more dizzy, your heartbeat raising dramatically and you breathing becoming erratic in your throat.

Suddenly there was a hand on your thigh, it came so suddenly that you gasped in surprise, and Ethan only laughed in response. 

“I think you’re doing amazing baby girl,” He mumbled as he swatted away your hand from his lap and sat you down onto his thigh. You weren’t even facing the TV screen anymore, controller still in hand as Ethan licked his lips at you devilishly. 

“But that doesn’t mean you should stop playing though,” Ethan bit his cheek, and you stretched your body back to glare at the bright screen, doing your best to steer the character you played as, but that wasn’t really any use when you couldn’t see anything due to the haziness fogging your brain, Ethan’s lips really did wonders.

His large hands grasped your hips, rocking your back and forth on his thigh, the thigh decorated in beautiful tattoos and ink marks. Your shorts did nothing to protect you from the flexing planes of muscle known as his thighs. You gasped aloud, the controller slipping between your fingers and onto the ground, “Ah!–shit.”

The poor character in the game ended up running into a wall for about half a minute before an enemy found it and shot it down, but by that time all attention had long since been averted from the game. The controller was lying on the ground by itself, and your hands were on Ethan’s thigh and cradling his neck, your lips connected in a heated kiss.

Ethan’s hands switched between cupping your face, caressing your cheeks and running through your hair, gripping the soft locks with a tight grip. He was relentless, shifting his lips against yours and quick breathy moans coming muffled through his nose, and then he’d move away to nibble at your neck again, leaving a few bruises as he did so, before returning to your mouth, lavishing you with affectionate kisses.

You loved spending time with Ethan, whether it was playing video games and losing at them or just doing whatever. But what you loved more were his plump lips. They always came with such a surprise, soft and eager, and with a distinct sweet taste that you always wanted more of. This time was no different, you eagerly pushed on to get more, and you were pleased to find Ethan willingly opening his mouth for you to explore.

Ethan broke the kiss momentarily, breathing heavily, his eyes resting on your swollen, pink lips before looking up into your eyes. There was something anticipating in his hazel eyes, the pupils dilated and eyelids halfway covering his eyes, making the hazel irises seem darker than usual.

His pink tongue flicked out and ran along his lower lip teasingly, “Now this is much more fun than playing video games,”