#I'm just miserable and bitchy and unhappy

[lesbxdyke]

Me: If I manage not to throw up from coughing today, I'll do raid tomorrow!

Me, fifteen minutes later: So guess what! No raid! You'll never guess why!

[werewolf-femboy-maid]

OK it's time for a negative rant I'm just that kind of person I used to be so positive and now look everything is enough to set me over the fucking edge I'm so fucking pissed

Like every time something nice happens to me I take away my own opportunity by accident like a fucking idiot I just take everything away from myself and get mad at myself I'm just a fucking idiot man happiness is impossible dreams are a lie to keep us from piling our suicidal corpses on top of each other

Idiot fuck I'm so mad at myself I was so ready to enjoy today and just be cool but no I had to just imagine I knew what's going on and I know the perfect solution to a problem that wasn't even there I'm so fed up if I have to work so fucking hard just to have fleeting instances of "happiness" that get snatched from me in the matter of seconds, then is there really any point????

There is no fucjing point I'm just tmgonna sit here and be negative until something happens I'm so unhappy with myself and everything my life isn't even that bad I'm just wasting my whole fucking life being negative

I make people not want to try I make myself not want to try everything is so fucjing meaningless nothing will ever be worth it again I hate it when people tell me to just be postigive I WAS POSITIVE WHEN I WAS IN THOSE HORRIBLE DAYS AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO ME I'm being as bitchy and negative as I want

I'm just sinking further into my own negative view and dragging my loved ones to hell with me this is literally the worst why doss this always happen when I try to have fun there is jo such thing as fun for me anymore I'm going to be miserable for the rest of my disgusting incomplete life and this is all my fault because I decided to be the hero even when I had no idea what was going on.

And nobody wants to hear my complain, reasonable, so I'm just going to internalize this until it kills me I can't stand being miserable all the time and if my brain is already too fucked up to ever be positive again then I should just wallow in misery until I'm gone

I hate everything and I hate myself more I hope my days are miserable and horrible

Fuck I can't stop I'm not shitting this is the brunt of the disease it be bad but maybe it's not even just my disease it's just me which makes me want to just wallow even more like oh this is a me problem I have no intention of solving now that I feel like shit

I was so tired of being positive and changing myself but I'm not any less miserable being honest about my emotions either evetythibgbmakes me want to hurt myself and just be miserable

And it's really pathetic reasons I'm getting upset too lolololol I'm just so fucking stupid just I need chloroform to like just knock myself out I can't stand being conscious this shit is so horrible I can't stand anything this shit sucks ass

[duchessofostergotlands]

I don't know why but some people want always drama about royals 🤷‍♀️ I grew up with the rumours that Stephanie was the one who drove the car and not Grace and she was responded for her mum's death. Never mention that Grace had a stroke while driving. For years Albert was considered gay and when they found out about his kids, we have the new scenario Charlene is a deeply unhappy woman. I never seen her been unhappy, I suppose she missed her family but things changed when the twins were born.

I truly think it's so so rude. Look, everyone likes the occasional bit of gossip. We're human and there are tons of studies looking at the positive role gossip plays in building communities. I'm not saying I'm any better than anyone else in that respect. I have my own opinions based on literally nothing. But keep it private. If you want to gossip about someone's personal life then talk about it in your bitchy WhatsApp, vent about it over a cup of tea with your friends, but don't throw it out into the world so recklessly. It's gone from slightly mean gossip about Charlene to people saying that she's mentally ill and that she's been abused by her husband, and that's not ok to state publicly with no evidence whatsoever. Because the two options here are that they're right and she's ill and miserable and they're just sitting there viewing her life as entertainment and talking shit about her hair constantly or they're not true and she's had to go through 10 years of people telling her on a daily basis that no matter what she says, does, or thinks they - total strangers- know she's sick and miserable and so that's the objective truth which is massively manipulative and problematic in so many different ways.

Royals are public figures and so there are some elements of their actions and choices which will be up for discussion which wouldn't be if you or I did them. But they are still entitled to elements of privacy - especially as Charlene is the consort for a tax haven with no poverty and major social issues to work on whose entire job is to keep up the image of Monaco as glamorous and wealthy. And if you don't want someone to look at a picture of you and declare on social media "she's not smiling and her boyfriend's ugly so she must be miserable and mentally ill" then don't do it to other people.

[veronicathegoddess]

You sound like such a bitch. No wonder you're alone.

these are the types of asks that usually provoke a bitchy response in me. and honestly that's what you wanted. you wanted me to validate your opinion of me, to go off on a rant so you could watch yourself and go, i knew she was a bitch.

but i am not gonna go do that, not today of all days. yes i am alone and honestly i'm happy with it. to me being single and alone is my form of self care. and i think that if more people were okay with being alone, we'd all be a lot healthier and happier.

because the thing is, i could not be alone, i could date around and have sneaky links and all that shit, but what is that doing for me? what is that doing for you? getting caught in the same toxic cycles over and over and getting hurt and taking out that hurt on other people and never healing? how is that helping you?

it's not and i'd rather be by myself than be in a toxic relationship with someone who doesn't love or respect me or be with someone who's just using me for my body. i choose loneliness and that's okay.

it's okay to be by yourself, i know that we put so much emphasis on dating and people think it's weird if you're single too long but trust me when i say, that's it's fine to be alone. you heal and grow and learn so much about yourself, it's a very beautiful thing and i'm okay with that because i want that for myself.

if you want to think i'm a bitch, that's okay, you're allowed to have an opinion of me, you're allowed to create a version of me in your head based on what i post here but you're not allowed to try to tear me down because you're unhappy. because the thing is, i know that what you're saying here isn't a reflection of who i am but a reflection of your own unhappiness and dissatisfaction with your own life.

you're miserable and you're just trying to make someone else miserable as well and honestly i hope you heal from whatever made you think it's okay to say things like that. i hope that you recognize your flaws and that you work on them so you don't see the need to make other people unhappy so you can feel something inside.

i want you to heal because i know you can be better, you can be so much more than someone who sends hate to people online and i hope you see that too <3

[miraculouscontent]

I know I'm not the only one who finds it super unpleasant and annoying with the Staff's attitude towards Lukanette / Adrigami VS LoveSquare. This super bitchy attitude about "yes they are canon u_u, but don't worry, lovesquare is EndGame idiots!", As if it was a fact that everyone loves their stupid stagnant ship and we will party when Adrigami / Lukanette end up in the trash. I'm tired of how the staff interacting with the fandom

You know what they're doing? With both the special and their reactions?

Damage control. That’s all it is.

Think about the Season 3 finale, where the endcard showed clear signs that Marinette’s feelings were leaning towards Luka and Chat Noir’s was leaning towards Kagami. There were no kisses (outside of a cheek kiss with Lukanette - which they do all the time anyway - and an Adrimi kiss that never made full contact), but the love square side of the fandom lost their minds nonetheless.

Then, the next thing we see is this special, which shows extremely little of what the finale did (if anything, it shows the exact opposite), followed by someone confirming on Twitter, not the show itself, that Adrimi and Lukanette are dating. This was further exacerbated by Astruc and Winny, who just had to join in on things.

What this ultimately means is that they want credit for getting Lukanette and Adrimi together, but not the heat from people actually seeing it in the show. The special is nothing but the writers flailing at their audience like, “W-wait, look, Marinette still has feelings for Adrien! The love square isn’t going anywhere! Yes, Lukanette and Adrimi are close but the love square is still alive and well, it’s endgame! They’re meant to be!”

That’s why they hammered it in so hard. That’s why the special feels like a huge step backward. They were so afraid to lose their audience that they looked for the soonest moment possible to throw in their “reassurance” and that happened to be the special.

They’re proud to mess with people on Twitter because the love square is endgame and they think that’s what everyone wants.

Except the problem is that not everyone wants it at that point, and now, because of this whole thing, no one is happy.

The love square shippers aren’t happy because something that’s not the love square is canon right now and they feel like their time is being wasted.

The Adrimi shippers aren’t happy because Adrien seemed completely happy with Kagami at the end of the finale but now they have him sulking and not reciprocating her affections in the only scene he has with Kagami.

The Lukanette shippers aren’t happy because, despite Lukanette being “canon” now, the very next thing the show does is ship Marinette off to another country so she can go be miserable without Luka’s support to comfort her.

And both Adrimi and Lukanette shippers are doubly unhappy because their ship has been “canonized” with zero fanfare, zero respect, and zero acknowledgment of the relationship.

See this?

This is cowardice. This is the writers trying their hardest to convince people that they’re pushing things along when they’re not. After the “unpopular opinion” post, Winny had to make two follow-up posts a day and then three days (which you can see above, where he replies to himself) later, presumably because people were still flipping out.

They expect people to get attached to Luka and Kagami, then expect people to both stay committed to the love square and also not get mad when Luka and Kagami aren’t being given the spotlight.

Take this (long since deleted) tweet from Astruc:

Ignoring the fact that the tweet is extremely childish, it showcases the exact problem. They constantly presume what the fandom wants based on what they themselves want, and anything else is either laughed at, excused, or brushed off. They didn’t want to acknowledge Adrimi and Lukanette directly in the show and didn’t feel it was necessary because they don’t care (since apparently all that matters is love square endgame), and thus we must not care either, right?

Except we do care. We care a lot.

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 83)

"Snoozing Through Sayreville"

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

@lovemythsworld

@crystalbaby12

In Sam's room, Luna wastes no time. Popping two bars herself, she hands two to her friend. They've spent many early mornings like this. Coming back to homebase and rounding down from an AllNighter together.

Luna showers first. She feels like hot horse shit. Still catching trails in the bathroom, she washes the grit from last night off of her.

Leaning under the water, she wishes her skin could absorb it's hydration. They've only been on tour for 10 days but Luna's exhausted. Her body physically hurts, her brain feels like mush and she's emotionally wiped out. The constant fighting, traveling, drinking and drug use starting to take it's toll.

Once out of the shower, she tosses on panties, a tank and a hotel robe. Climbing into the queen sized bed, she rolls up a handful of joints as Sam showers.

Curling up together, Luna fires up a joint as Sam finds something for them to watch. Looking at her friend, she asks if She's Okay.

Exhaling out a cloud of smoke, Luna says "Yeah. I just need a hard reset." To Sam's nod of understanding.

Mrs. Doubtfire is own. It's one of their favorite movies. Getting high, laughing and enjoying each other's company. Luna's thankful for Sam's companionship as the two girls snuggle into bed. Quickly falling asleep. Knocking out for the rest of the day.

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Colson does no such thing. Still pissed and now even more confused by Luna, he can't sleep. He's out of coke and doesn't know what to do with himself. Not thinking to grab any Xanax off of his bitchy girlfriend.

With everyone checked into their rooms, Colson heads back to The Bus. Cracking a beer at 9A instead of sleeping, he plays NBA2K19 until he passes out with the controller in his hands.

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Ashleigh finds him around 430P. Waking him up, he's miserable.

"Leave me the fuck alone. Unless it's 7P, don't fucking bother me." He grumbles, walking to the back of The Bus.

Dropping face first into the bed, all he smells is Luna. His dick twitches and heart hurts as he reaches his arm out, over her empty space.

"What the fuck are we doin', Loons..." He thinks, wishing she wasn't so stubborn and him not an Asshole. Wanting her next to him more than anything in this world.

For once his brain refuses to slide down the 16 million different hallways of Hotel Diablo. Falling back asleep as he holds a pillow. Pretending it's smell is Luna.

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Ashleigh knocks on Sam's door next. Knowing its more likely for her than Sam, Luna gets up. Sam snoozing away.

She's groggy and unhappy but isn't nearly as intolerable as Colson. Probably because she believes in sleep. Greeting Ashleigh, Luna yawns, asking What Time Is It.

It's around 5-530P.

Stretching long, Luna motions Ashleigh to sit with her on the couch. Wrapped in a blanket, she lights a joint and asks her What's Up.

"Couple things...." Ashleigh begins. "You okay?" She asks to Luna's nod.

Luna takes a deep hit. Appreciating Ashleigh's concern.

Exhaling, she says "Yeah, I just need a minute to myself.... Sorry you got left with that nonsense last night." Luna apologizes as she hits the joint again.

Ashleigh grins. "You'd be proud of me. I'm pretty sure I got anyone who saw anything to sign a NDA. Even Bleta. I was gonna contact Monica on your behalf but wanted to talk to you first."

There's a lot of things said in that one sentence. It takes Luna's fuzzy mind a second to understand them all.

"OH WOW!! You did that for me?" She grins back at Ashleigh, touched by her actions. "Look at you go, Girl! Thank you!" Luna reaches to hug her friend.

That's when it hits her.

"Wait... What do you mean Bleta?" She asks as her whole facial expression changes.

Not realizing Luna doesn't know who BeBe Rexha is personally, she panics at her words.

"Yeah, Loons. That's who you hit last night..." She says cautiously.

"He had Bleta at the fucking show!?" The Ring of Fire is wild in Luna's eyes.

"No.. No.. No.. SHE told ME, he didn't know she was there until he seen her..." Ashleigh's trying not to make things worse.

Sighing before she hits the joint again. Luna shakes her head with a Whatever. Her and Ashleigh sit quietly for a moment.

"He didn't know, Loons." Ashleigh tries to comfort her.

"I know...." Luna closes her eyes as she exhales another cloud of smoke. "Fuck her. I'll call Mon and let her know what I did. She'll probably want the NDA's..." Luna looks at Ashleigh. "Thank you, Ash. Really. You didn't have to stick your neck out for me like that. It means a lot." Reaching to hug her again.

"It's no problem, Loons. You're family." She hugs her back, pulling away, she laughs. "Besides, I learned it from you."

This makes Luna smile. Hitting the last of the joint, she puts it out.

"Tell me about Diddy and Massachusetts." Luna says, changing the subject.

Ashleigh goes on to explain how it's seeming to be a domestic dispute. Some guy tossed a Moltav cocktail because his Ex was there with someone else.

"Fucking seriously?" Luna asks in disbielf.

Shaking her head, she reaches for another joint. Ashleigh noticing for the first time that Luna smokes just as much as Colson. If not more.

Luna goes on to ask about casualties. Ashleigh replying that about a hundred people received smoke inhalation. In a building with over 4K people in it, That's Amazing, they agree. Luna thinks for a minute as she hits the joint.

"All fans?" She asks to Ashleigh's nod. "You know what I'd do?" Luna exhales again.

"Nope, but I want to!" She replies, making them both laugh.

"Find out exactly who the victims are, collect enough merch and have him sign it. Along with a personalized Get Well note.." Luna says as she continues to hit the joint.

"How are you so fucking business savvy??" Ashleigh asks her in awe.

Smiling, Luna acknowledges how she has a collective village of teachers. From all different ranges and walks of life.

Finishing up, Luna walks Ashleigh to the door. She's gonna see what she can get started on with this merch idea.

"So, we won't see you tonight?" Ashleigh asks her.

"Nah... Probably not. I'm taking the day." Luna says as she hugs Ashleigh before shutting the door.

"Who's Bleta?" Sam groans from under the covers.

"She has so many freaking questions..." Luna thinks, rolling her eyes.

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Colson's still frustrated before the show. Trying not to take his shit out on anyone else, he finds a cinderblock outside. With it resting on his thighs, he does backwards pushes ups off the seat of a chair.

"I can't believe she's not fucking coming..." He thinks to himself, irritated. He misses Luna and wants to stop fighting with her. "I gotta talk to her after the show.... I still wanna know why the Fuck she was with Tommy." He feels the jealousy rise again as he pumps his upper body off the edge of the chair.

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Sam and Luna are sitting on the balcony of her room. Luna smoking a cigarette.

Trying to relax, enjoying the light air as she sketches. It's an interpretation of what she feels from last night.

Sam playing around on her phone. Falling down an internet wormhole as she lights a joint.

Once Ashleigh left, Luna and Sam had sat together talking about her and Colson and getting high. For the first time ever, Luna told someone other than Colson about Tommy. If Sam is going to form an opinion on Colson, Luna wants it to be based on all the facts. Sam was only slightly surprised at the news of Luna's affair. Looking back, certain things making sense to her about Luna at certain times that didn't before. They talked about Bleta and how Luna didn't realize it was her. Sam asking if it made any difference. Looking down, Luna had touched her homemade ring before stating No. She's not worried about any other girls. Especially THAT one.

"Oh Fuck, Loons... You're gonna be pissed...." Sam says handing Luna her phone.

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"MACHINE GUN KELLY AND GIRLFRIEND, THAT BROOKLYN BITCH TO BE WED AT RAPPER'S OHIO FESTIVAL IN AUGUST"

"Musician Machine Gunn Kelly, also known as MGK, is kicking his latest tour off with a bang! Last night in his girlfriend, That Brooklyn Bitch's hometown of NY, MGK surprised his fans after performing their hit single Bad Things together at the PlayStation Theatre. Revealing that he would be marrying the songstress this summer. Some considering this announcement shockingly quick. The couple have only been spotted together since late April. The New York native first appearing on The Dirt star's SnapStories and Instagram during his birthday party in LA. Surprisingly, that doesn't seem to be the biggest bang of the night. One source reporting that, the beef between That Brooklyn Bitch and BeBe Rexha is alive and well. The two Brooklyn residents having come for each other on the charts already, over what is assumed to be their relationships with the heavily tattooed, rapper turned actor. Reportedly, the fued spilled out into a scene BackStage after the concert last night. "It wasn't in BeBe's favor." The source from the performance stating."

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"THIS. Is what I was talking about last night in the cab." Luna sighs. She hands Sam her phone. "I'm going back to bed."

Is almost eight o'clock at night.

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Tonight, they're playing the Starland Ballroom in Sayreville, NJ.

For the most part, Colson can put his shit on the back burner and do his job. That's what he does tonight.

Letting Slim and Sex Drive hype the crowd, Colson stops being Colson, or Kells or even Dad. Becoming Machine Gun Kelly.

"WHAT'S GOOD, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!" He screams walking out on to the stage to his adoring fans.

Starting off with the normal formula of Habits, Breaking News 2 and El Diablo. Colson jumps, dances and kicks around the stage as him and The Band tear through Loco, GTS, and Wild Boy. Skipping Let You Go and Bad Things.

Trap Paris and The Break Up replace them. Followed by I'm Think I'm Okay, Hollywood Whore and Candy. Choosing to keep all the original lyrics.

Rook shines as always during Shout At The Devil. The crowd going wild for him.

They still have another eleven songs left to the set. MGK keeps pushing.

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Luna wakes back up around 930P. Sam's up, diddling around. Missing Colson, Luna asks her if she wants to hit the show.

Grinning, Sam nods Yes.

Looking at the clock, they move fast and get dressed. Sam ordering an uber. Luna throwing on a back, lace crop top, cutoffs, Docs, and a flannel around her waist with blazing red lips.

Grabbing her leather and bag, Luna and Sam are out the door. Luna's golden hair loosley floating behind them as Sam's brunette locks weave along with it.

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As the room cheers and lights explode around them, The Band continues on. See Through My Tears, Rap Devil, Till I Die, Golden God, Alpha Omega, and Lately come next.

With this leg's setlist pretty secure, they round out with Bad Motherfucker, Wake&Bake, Rehab, 27 and Sail.

The Band thinks they're done as Colson stands alone on stage with only his guitar. Everyone quiets as he begins to pick out unknown chords.

"I don't know if you guys'll know this but, I'm... You know what, Fuck it. I just wanna sing this shit right now." He says to the audience. Turning to The Band, he says "Imma do this on my own." To their confused nods.

He starts to play the base melody of a song he's been featured on. It's original tone is poppy with a lot of studio tech. To figure it out raw, OnStage alone, is pretty intimidating.

Colson takes his time. He's in no rush. Feeling like he's got it, he begins. Opening at the end of the chorus by The Vamps, Colson voice is deep and melodic. It carries a hint of vulnerability.

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

He closes his eyes as he thinks of Luna and where he wants to start.

🎶I don't go to church🎶

🎶Cuz your my religion🎶

🎶I'm hung on your words🎶

🎶Given' me something🎶

🎶To believe in🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

The feeling of the song is showcased against only his guitar and demeanour. He mixes and changes the lyrics to fit how he feelings. Voice crawling over the words.

🎶Kitten, I know you don't lie🎶

🎶When you say🎶

🎶That you mine🎶

🎶I can't look in those eyes🎶

🎶Without fallen'🎶

🎶A thousand times🎶

🎶Just wanna hear you testify🎶

🎶Kitten, tell me you don't lie🎶

🎶When you say🎶

🎶That you'll be mine🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

Wishing Luna was where she should be. Sitting next to him. His voice slightly breaking through the chorus.

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

His guitar humming his pain.

Thinking of how hollow his lyrics were when he wrote them, he kicks them out now. Thoughts drifting to their new meaning.

🎶I shut down for you//I go in//I dove in//And drown in you//They should be crowning you//Cuz//You're way to good to be true//Hold up, hold up//Ay//Please don't hesitate//Take me//While there's still something//Left to take//Kitty you're all that I crave//Tell me how many days//Do I have to chase you//Do I have to chase//Before you let me//Let me taste you//Before I can say//All I wanna say//To you//Is//I can't escape//I cannot escape from you🎶

Looking over SideStage, he sees her. Doing a double take. "Holy Fuck, she came." He can't help but feel his eyes begin to sting with tiny tears. That first cosmic boner appearing again.

🎶Kitten...You are way too good to be true🎶

He says as grins at her as they make eye contact.

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

🎶You way too good to be true🎶

Colson finishes serenading Luna to the crowds sweet Awws.

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Colson and Luna head back to the hotel. Holding hands in the uber the whole ride. Grabbing her things from Sam's room, he guides her to theirs. They need to talk.

"Sit with me, please." She directs him, patting the bed.

Sitting next to her, he sighs. Colson knows Luna is about to rip into him. They've been fighting on and off over bullshit for the last few days. She turns to him, lacing her fingers in his. Always choosing her words wisely.

"I went to see Tommy yesterday because I own properties that he's invested in. It's something Monica ran between us for a long time until I seen him a couple weeks ago. Like I told you, he started texting me. I took being in The City as an opportunity to let him know that if things can't go back to strictly business, then there will be NO business...." Luna explains.

Colson's quiet for a moment. He wants to ask what she does for Tommy but Luna's a lot calmer then he had expected. He's pretty sure he knows the answer and doesn't wanna push fighting with her.

"As for Em..." Luna continues, she's hitting everything. "We were friends. And I say were because I'm pretty we're not anymore, which, it is what it is...." Luna looks Colson in his beautiful blue eyes. "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about YOU.... Why are you still so hellbent that I'm out here doggen' you?" She asks.

Colson lays back on the bed. Sighing, he rubs his face. Luna lays next to him on her back. They stare at the ceiling together.

"I'm sorry about Bleta." He finally speaks. "I swear I didn't know she would be there. I should've told her to leave. I wasn't gonna do anything. I was jealous though and wanted to piss you off." He turns his head to look at her.

"I know...." Luna sighs, running her fingers through his blonde hair.

He rolls over to her, placing his arm around her waist. She can see remorse all over his face.

"I should've never shoved you either. I don't know what I was thinking..." He looks down with shame.

Colson doesn't believe in putting his hands on women. Never wanting to hurt Luna in any way. Especially physically.

"That was some dick shit..." She agrees as he looks up at her.

"I know... I'm fucked up. I just, sometimes I feel like you're gonna figure out that I'm not good enough for you..." He trails off, Luna watching his eyes well.

Luna pushes him onto his back as she climbs on top of him. Random blonde hairs dangling down and brushing his face. She kisses him sweetly on both cheeks.

Looking into his eyes, she reminds him how only his actions can make him lose her. He tells her, that's his biggest fear. Fucking shit up as usual.

"Bunny... We're both two fucked up souls living in a fish bowl... stuck on your counter in LA." She winks to his smirk. "We're always gonna be crazy. We're always gonna be jealous. It's because we're stupid in love with each other. I don't care that we fight. As long as we come back to this." She flicks her fingers between them.

Colson lifts up to run his hands alongside Luna's head, pulling her in for a kiss. His touch is electric. Making a flash of warmth run through her. She kisses him back as her hands roam down his body.

Taking each other's shirts off, Colson flips Luna onto her back. Kissing her all over her neck, she has on no bra. Moving down her chest, to her breasts and nipples, he slides a hand down Luna's shorts. Running his fingers along her bare pussy. Slowly dipping them inside of her to her moans.

"I missed you." He tells her as he sucks on her neck.

"Me too. So much." She agrees as she moves his mouth to hers.

Wiggling out of her shorts. He unbuttons and steps out of his. Gazing down at Luna's naked, tattooed body.

Climbing on top of her, he slowly guides himself inside her pussy. They rarely fuck missionary style. Letting the touch of each other consume them, Luna and Colson are delicate with each other. Another rarity.

"God, you feel so fucking good." He moans.

Taking slow, deep strokes inside of her. Luna's leg is wrapped around his waist, the other around his calf as she lifts her hips. Pulling him deeper into her.

Feeling close, their pace picks up. Kisses sloppier. Moans loader.

Gripping his skin as he kisses her mouth, Colson asks if she's ready. Luna pants out Yes as he places his hand on her throat.

Bucking hard against him, Luna's eyes roll back in her head as Colson slides into Home. Both of them cumming all over the other.

Breathing heavily, Colson lays on her chest, wrapping his himself around her tiny body. Happy to have her back in his bed and in his arms.

"I love you." He tells her, kissing her collarbone. She hums a satisfied Me Too.

Lifting off of her, he asks if Luna's hunger. Realizing she hasn't eaten all day, she responds with a Starving.

They order room service. Burgers, fries, pineapples and champagne.

Sipping on champagne after they've eaten. They snuggle up together. Enjoying the quiet moment away from the tour.

"I'm sorry I'm so fucked up." Colson turns to Luna apologizing again. He spins his finger around the top of his head like a halo. "Hotel Diablo..." He says.

"You should get that tatted on there." Luna laughs, slightly mocking him.

Eyes lighting up, he runs with it. "Yeah?" He asks.

Luna shrugs and asks "Why not?"

Nodding his head, the doors begin to unlock inside Hotel Diablo. Pulling her close for an amused kiss, he calls her a genius.

"An evil one." She laughs, kissing him back.

"Even better!" He beams while tickling her.

They spend the rest of the night in bed together. Getting high as they giggle. Making out as they watch Talladega Nights.

"She really is mine." Colson thinks as Luna lays on his chest. He can see his ring on her finger and feel his lock around her neck touching his skin. A wave of relief washes over him. Never being in love before and always feeling abandoned, Colson holds Luna a little tighter. He knows in his heart that she'd never willingly leave him without a fierce fight.

Colson sweetly makes love to Luna again before they fall asleep tangled in each other. Both relieved to be back with the other. Each hating when they're apart.

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To be continued....