#and also either wanting to still fuck sebastian or just smoke weed with him and tell stories

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

guess who’s going crazy bc their pre-teen comfort anime is coming back

[delightfulstarlightparadise]

Stardew Valley imagine Reader/ ?????

Possibly Sebastian... but who knows.

-So, I have been playing Stardew Valley for hundreds of hours in just few weeks and finally had de courage to write my own imagine. (Nice, I get off the game to write about it).

-I will avoid pronouns as much as I can, but when necessary I will use they/them. I hope everyone feels included.

-English is not my main language, but I am doing my best.

- I will, sometimes, bring some fanarts I made too.

Let’s go <3

The slow pace of the bus makes you feel dizzy. You look outside and see the most lively and green landscape you had ever seen, and along with it you feel the memories of old times coming to your mind.

Those days in the farm seem so far away now, playing with animals along your cousins, running around the crops, swimming in the rivers and lakes, fishing... and in the late evening sitting by a fire with your grandpa to hear stories about the valley.

Stardew. Stardew Valley, a place cherished in your memories.

You never imagined you would be going back to that valley to live in the farm from your childhood, taking with you just a small luggage. You are tired, sad and broke. Your wrists still hurt, a gift from hours typing in a computer of Joja corporation.

You don’t know how everything went so wrong. As a kid you always wanted to be a veterinarian or maybe a biologist, but you ended up in that corporative job, making thousands of reports that seemed the same one and attending meetings to talk about nothing. If you told yourself, that bright kid full of hope and wonder, that you would grow up to become such a bitter adult, you wouldn’t have believed it then.

At least you had the courage to leave.

You hold tight in your hands the letter from your grandfather, attached to it as a last light of hope that moving to Paradise farm can help you start new.  

The bus stops and the driver asks you if you need help with your baggage, but you decline. You didn’t bring much.

You stand beside the bus sign and feel the soft breeze from the valley, listening to the birds chirp. Those memories seem more alive inside you.

“Hey! You arrived!”

A friendly call takes you out of your thoughts as a ginger woman comes towards you with the nicest of smiles.

“I was worried that the bus would be delayed but you are just in time!” she says, taking your baggage from off your hands before you can say anything. “I am Robin, the town’s capenter, you must be the new farmer! Lewis asked me to pick you up!”

“Hi...” you stutter, shaking her hand.” I am y/n.”

“You caused quite a commotion here at Pelican. It is not everyday we receive a new villager, a new farmer, then!” she says, taking your luggage to a small red pick up truck parked beside the bus stop.

“Actually... I am not a farmer. I am just going to live in the farm.” you say a little unease about how friendly she is. You are used to the apathic city people.

“Well, I guess living at Paradise makes you a farmer now.” She says a giggles.  

As you take a dirt road, she continues to speak to you cheerfully.

“I just came by truck because I thought you would be bringing much more stuff. Your farm is actually very close.”

“I... I don’t own much.” you reply. “WHAT THE …!?”

When she parks by the gates your wonderful memories and hopes connected to Paradise farm seem to shatter. The landscape is taken by weeds and all the structures you remember seem to have aged twice the time you had been away. Trees had outgrown the charming paths or rock in which you and your cousins used to race each other, the little ponds where you used to fish were surrounded by twigs and bushes of weeds. The sight of the land was a mix of leaves, twigs and boulders.

“Not much of a Paradise anymore, hun? But I guess with a little effort you can bring it back to it’s bright.” Robin says as she notices the disappointment in your face.

“I guess...” you say, dispirited.

She takes you to the old cottage and the view is not much better. The wood seems a little rotten and cracked, you are afraid of what you might meet inside.

“Y/n! I haven’t seen you since you were this little!” an elder man comes out of the cabin and waves at you.

You think you remember him. Probably one of your grandfather’s friends. He had many, unlike you.

“Oh, I guess you were too little to remember me. I am Lewis, Pelican Town’s Mayor. You know, your granpa and I used to be friends since we were very young and this farm was full of coops, animals, fruit trees...”

Robins ahams to him to call his attention to your discomfort about the current situation of the farm.  

“Oh... I mean... Sure you will do a good work of taking care of your grandfather’s property. Anyway, I am here to welcome you and say that whatever you need, you can call me and that If you have anything to sell to the city or export, you jut need to put it into that box, I will gladly take it and return to you with the money.” he says, in a very mayorish manner.

“Thanks.” you reply.

You are not very good with people. Maybe that is why you ended up behind a computer job.

“It is almost lunchtime!” Robin exclaims, she is so spirited. “So why don’t you put your bag in the cottage and come have lunch with my family? After that one of my children can show you around town. My son Sebby is almost your age, I am pretty sure you two will get along.”

“I... I don’t want to bother.” you reply scratching the back of your neck, uncomfortable.

“It was not an invite, it was a demand!” Robin says, and you can see the seriousness printed on her eyes.

You leave your bag beside the old bed in the cottage and follow her to the truck. After a small ride, you find yourself in front of a big house in the mountains.

“I think I have been here before.” You say, as you look at the lake slowly flowing near you.

“Probably when I was still building the house. I remember you and your grandfather’s other kids swimming around the lake. I think Sebby used to play with you sometimes. I guess if you remember each other.” she says.

“I surely don’t remember that.” you say, pointing at a giant boulder pile beside the lake’s source.

“Oh, that. That is the result of a landslide provoked by Joja Mart.”

“JOJA MART?!” you screech.

The simple mention of the company’s name makes you sick to your stomach.

“Yeah, they say they are working to get it removed, but they wouldn’t have to if they had not caused it in first place. I bet they were exploding the mines in search of gold, like the leeches they are.”

“Probably.” you agree to Robin’s inflated discourse.

When you get in the house, you hear the sound of a small explosion, followed but smoke and a funny smell.

“Oh Yoba! Dad, are you ok?! I guess I overcharged the batteries again!” you hear a girl’s voice and then a fire extinguisher being activated.

“There can’t be a fucking minute of peace in this house.” a guy comes from downstairs complaining. He is wearing a hoddie and has headphones hanging on his neck.

“Sebastian, language!” Robin says.

He turns to you and for a moment seems completely astonished to see you there, but quickly turns back to the apathic face he had on before.

“Hi honey! Maru and I were just doing a little experiment, but it got a bit out of hand... Oh, hello!” a man comes out of the room where the smoke is coming from.

“Y/n, this is my son Sebastian and that over there is my husband Demetrius.” Robin introduces you as you wave shyly.

A girl comes out of that same room. She is cleaning her glasses worried, but as she glances at you, her face shines with a bright smile such as Robin’s. She runs towards you and starts shaking your hand with both of hers, excitedly.

“Hello! I am Maru, and you must be the new farmer!”

“I... han... not a farmer actually. I will just live in the farm.” you reply uneasy.

“Oh, but I guess living in the farm will make you a farmer, then.” Demetrius says and giggles.

“I am going back to the basement.” Sebastian mumbles taking the direction of the stairs.

But Robin stops him by grabbing the back of his hoddie.

“Sebastian, it is lunchtime, so why don’t you go to the kitchen and put on the table for our guest, hmn?” she says in a way only a mother could.

He grunts and heads to the kitchen.

Maru leads you there by the shoulders while asking you:

“So you are from Zuzu city, right? How is life there?”

You can see Sebastian turning to you with the corner of his eyes when he hears it, he seems a little interested.

“Busy.” you answer.

She keeps staring at you with a smile as if she is waiting for the development of your answer, and does it until you feel uncomfortable enough to either attend her expectations or flee.

“Well... it is crowded. People are unfriendly, time seems to go by very fast...” you say, cracking your fingers anxiously. “There are more malls, I guess.”

“Interesting!” she replies with that same smile.

“So, you will be now taking care of Paradise farm, hm?” Demetrius says while sitting down next to his daughter. “I guess you will be having a lot of work taking care of all those weeds.”

“I actually don’t intend to work as a farmer.” you reply.

“Oh really? What kind of work do you do, y/n?” he asks gently.

“I am a reviewer. I mean, I was. I used to take care of paperwork, write reports on data and... you know, spend the day in front of a computer. I think I will find me a job to do this, but from here.” you answer.

“Sebby here is a computer geek, too! You two will get along well.” Robin says while serving you more food than you think you can eat.

“I am a programmer, mom.” he mumbles, facepalming.

“You should not be afraid of trying your hand at farming though.” Demetrius says. “Darling! This food is DE-LI-CI-OUS! As I was saying, this land has very productive soil and the town is an exporter, I am sure you can make some profit by selling whatever you produce. Also there is much foraging around you can pick and sell, there aren’t much people who take their time on doing that. The Salmonberry season will be here soon.”

“Thanks honey!” Robin replies with a giggle. “I am pretty sure y/n has it settled for the computer job.”

“Actually, I am pretty broke.” you think while taking a bite of Robin’s food. It is really good.

REALLY GOOD. You can’t remember the last time you had a homemade meal and the thought of it brings tears to your eyes.

“Oh, dear! Is it too spicy?” Robin asks, serving you a cup of juice.

You shake your head negatively trying to wipe the tears, ashamed. Sebastian and Maru stare at you, concerned, they even exchange a glance of worry and then, look back at you.

“No,no I... I have... a gland problem, I tear up sometimes... when... I am... eating?” you stutter, sobbing a little.

“I think I have heard about that. “ Demetrius says. “Maybe you should pay a visit to doctor Harvey in the town. He is a very good doctor.”

You nod as you continuously take bites of that wonderful food. It is so good to finally have a meal that isn’t pizza or a cold burger.

…

While having lunch you discover that Demetrius is a scientist. You take great pleasure in listening to him talking about how diverse is the Stardew biome. He also talks about minerals, the land’s properties and many other scientific things while Maru stares at him like she is the proudest daughter in the world. You feel like you would look at him the same if he was your father.  

Sebastian rolls his eyes more times than you can count and when he is finally done with the whole “family and guest lunch” thing, he stands up and says:

“I am going out for a smoke.”

“Actually Sebby, could you please take y/n to get to know the town?” Robin says while she collects the dishes.

“Mom, I think you better ask Maru, she is better suited for these kind of things.” He whispers at her, but you overhear.

“Oh well, so maybe you wanna stay and take her turn in washing the dishes?”

You swear you can hear him cursing while he passes beside you and makes a sign with his hand for you to follow him. You feel unease, but Robin points at him and shakes her hands indicating for you to go.

Sebastian takes you outside, to the garage and hands you a helmet.

“What?” you say.

“What?” he replies while putting on a helmet himself. “We’re taking the bike”

“Bike?” you ask.

Sebastian uncovers an old-fashioned bike and gets ready to sit on it, but you stop him by giving him back the helmet.

“No, no, no.” you say, gulping your breath. “I can’t, sorry.”

“What? Aren’t you from the city?” he says.

“I can’t ride a bike.” you say, shaking your head frenetically.

“You just sit down and hold on, I am the one doing the riding.”

“Look, you don’t really have to do this. I will just go home and you can tell Robin I had to... do something else.”

“You don’t know my mom.” he says while taking off the helmet. “Ok, wait here, I will grab the truck keys.”

Sebastian doesn’t take long to come back with the keys and the both of you get inside the truck. He lowers his window and immediately puts a cigarette in his lips.  

“Do you mind?” he asks you.

“Actually, can I have one?”  you reply feeling awkward.

“You smoke?” he says while rising towards you the pack with a cigarette extended.  

“Only when stressed.” you say while letting him light it up for you.

“Yeah. Me too.” he says starting the engines.

Next part here:

(I liked the sketch so much better, so here it is)

[sounds-like-humpty-dumpty]

The Affair (Part 1)

Summary: y/n and Van meet for the first time at a party. Chemistry is instant and they find themselves spending the night together.

Ya'll this is filthy af, so read at your own risk, k? Smut smut smut. Van x Reader 1 of 3

Note: ok so I wrote this a while ago and wasn’t sure if I should publish this. But then I remebered that I also enjoy a bit of smut every now and then. So i decided I’m just gonna put these three parts out there, inwardly cringe a little and the move forward.

ok, that’s all. enjoy at your own risk.

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The first time they met:

It was at a party. A friend of a friend of a friend or something. Y/N had no idea whose party it was, but she didn't really care either. All she knew was that Sebastian - Esther's new boyfriend - invited them. Esther was Y/N's flatmate and became one of her closest friends since living together for three years.

But back to how they first met, Van and Y/N. It was at this aforementioned party:

The party was held in a house somewhere in a fancy neighbourhood in North London. One could see it was fancy by the cars that were parked on the streets, everything from Land Rover SUVs to Porsches. But this also meant that whoever hosted the party had money; money that would be well spent on alcohol and snacks, which instantly guaranteed the party to be a full success.

When Y/N first entered the house and saw Van, her heart skipped a beat with excitement. She knew who he was, had heard of Catfish and the Bottlemen, and even went to one of their gigs once. He was standing and talking to a group of people a little aside of what was later to become the dance floor in the lounge. He wore all black and had a beer in his hand, smiling and nodding along to the conversation he held with the people. He didn't look like the rockstar she remembered on stage. He looked like a normal dude at a party and yet there was something mesmerising about his presence.

Y/N didn't arrive with Esther and Sebastian because her workplace had her working late, not that she minded. She loved her job. But it meant that she arrived at the party in a stranger's house without knowing where her friends were. The fact that Van McCann was at the same party didn't make things any easier. She just got more nervous. She tried to find her friends in the kitchen first, and while she was already there, poured herself some of the expensive-looking vodka and mixed it with O. Of course, they weren't in there. She never had been that lucky, so she made her way through the hallway and back towards the open-spaced lounge. The house was massive and she feared she wouldn't be able to find her friends at all.

She sipped on her drink and stepped around people, smiling when her eyes met theirs. She didn't have to search long though. Her eyes -which were automatically glancing in the direction of where they last spotted Van when she first entered the house- suddenly found the messy mop of Sebastian's honey blonde hair right next to the lead singer himself. He definitely hadn't been standing there before.

Y/N's heart began pounding rapidly. This meant Sebastian somehow knew Van. And it meant that if she went towards their group, she would be introduced to him and, maybe, the rest of the band. She gulped down half her cup of vodka and O and made her way to the group. Esther, who was standing next to Sebastian, squealed with joy when she saw Y/N coming their way. "You made it!" she hugged her close and pulled her into the circle of their group. "This is Y/N. The best flatmate anyone could share a flat with, I swear!" It seemed like Esther was already slightly intoxicated because she seemed way more excited about Y/N's arrival than it was necessary, making Y/N blush and take another sip from her cup before awkwardly replying "Hiya". The guys in their circle of conversation introduced themselves as Larry, Johnny Bond ("but Bondy is fine"), Van and Benji. They were discussing something Y/N had no idea about. She didn't mind though. This way she could muster them all a little closer. When her eyes landed on Van and remained on him for a little longer, his eyes met hers. She smiled shyly and he smiled back, instantly causing her smile to become wider. That's how their connection started and as the hours of the night progressed, so did the number of drinks that Y/N and Van were downing together. ...

She somehow managed to end up outside in the back garden, sharing a joint with Van. They had to do it in hiding because Y/N, bolder thanks to the booze in her system, had been pick-pocketing the joint from some drunk German dude who had been boasting about it prior. It was a miracle that no one had found them yet since they were unable to stop themselves from snickering and laughing while smoking some German guy's weed. When they finished their smoke, eyes glassy and slightly red-rimmed, and Y/N was about to make them get up and go back inside, Van decided to make his move: "wanna ditch the party and go back to mine?"

Y/N could feel herself blushing but she smiled knowingly, bit her lip in a flirty attempt and nodded coyly. So an Uber was called and a quick "bye" was exchanged with their friends.

Van's flat wasn't all that far away, it took them about 25 minutes till Van opened the front door to his one-bedroom flat. It was... minimalistic. It had the necessary furniture in it, some black and white prints, a couple of guitars leant against the wall, and a stereo with a turntable plus a tower of records next to it, but other than that it was completely devoid of any decorations. "It's... nice." Y/N grinned at Van, fully knowing he knew she was lying. "Yeah well, I'm gone most of the time anyway, innit? And when I get a coupl'a days off I'd rather spend them with me family up north, so this really is just for when the lads and I 'ave to be in London for work, see." Y/N grinned at his need to justify his crappy flat and instead of replying, placed her arms on his shoulders and around his neck. Van instantly relaxed into her suggestion and placed his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Y/N could have sworn he was able to feel her erratic heartbeat, but if he did, he didn't acknowledge it. He slowly moved his head down to hers and she closed the space by tilting her head up and letting her lips meet his. He had been chewing gum on their drive back and Y/N mentally kicked herself for not asking for one too. He still tasted minty but had spit it out into the bushes before they made their way up to his flat, so that she could taste a bit of him too. Their lips moved together like they were made for each other and when she felt his tongue grace her lips she broke the kiss and whispered "bedroom?" He ushered her into his bedroom which was just as bare as the rest of the flat. Instead of turning the big light on though, he went to the bedside table and turned on the little lamp while Y/N went back into the hallway to turn off the lights there. The bedroom was cast in a warm but dim light and Van began unbuttoning his shirt while kicking off his boots. He made it all the way to the first three buttons when Y/N stilled his hands by grabbing his wrists and pulling them away from his shirt. "Let me," she said and began to slowly unbutton them for him, revealing more and more of his chest hair and necklace, and then the little happy trail vanishing under the band of his boxers that were peaking out of his jeans. When she unbuttoned it all, she pushed the fabric off of his shoulders and marvelled at the sight in front of her. She was really going to have sex with Van fucking McCann. Van, however, wanted to see her out of her clothes too. So he took hold of the hem of her t-shirt and pushed it up, signalling her to lift her arms, which she did. One swift move and she was standing in front of him with her lacy black bra. She was so fucking glad she had shaved and put on her good undies this morning. Hoping something like this would happen, not knowing it would be with a rockstar.

Next were the pants, however both Van's and her's were tight so they both got out of them without help from the other, taking off their socks in the same movement, until they stood in front of each other in only their underwear. Van was looking her up and down which made Y/N a bit uncomfortable, so she stepped forward and pulled his head down with one of her hands on the back of his neck to kiss him. This way he wouldn't be able to ogle her and all her imperfections. He obviously took this as a sign to move things along and grabbed her waist to pull her hips flush against his. She could feel the bulge in his boxers and with the other hand, she reached down and stroked him through the fabric making him moan a little into her mouth. He sat down on the bed and took her with him so she was straddling him. She moved her hips into his, causing friction between their sexes, and provoking them both to breath heavily into each other's mouth.

"Fuck" she gasped as Van's hand reached into her panties and began to spread her wetness along her entrance. He hummed in satisfaction. His movements were slow but electrifying and Y/N tried to push herself onto his hand. He withdrew his hand however and moved her fully onto the bed and crawled above her. His golden necklace dangled in front of her face. She slung her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck and pulled him down, on top of her. His lips found her neck and began licking and sucking the skin there, making their way down to her collarbone and then to her breasts which were still covered by her bra. She noticed and arched her back so she could reach and unclasp it. One swift move and her breasts were free and available for Van to explore further. His lips kissed their way to her left nipple and she could feel his teeth scrape her skin. She moaned and arched her back into his touch. She wanted more; more Van, more touch, more of his skin on hers. She bucked her hips into his and tried to free his bum from his boxer. He got the hint and helped her push his underpants off. He leaned above her again then and opened the drawer of his bedside table to grab a condom. No ten seconds later he had opened it and pushed it over his erect penis. All the while Y/N had removed her panties in eagerness. Van positioned himself over her again but before he moved to push himself inside he asked: "are you ok?" Y/N smiled, glad he was making sure she was still on board, and then nodded. He pushed himself inside and she gasped at the sensation. He stayed like this for a couple of seconds, letting her adjust to him and then slowly moved halfway out and then back in. He went slow at first, letting them get a feel for each other.

When their breathing began to synchronise Van bucked his hips into her faster and faster. His pubes rubbed against her clit with every movement and she could feel herself building up. "Van" she moaned simply because she could. She clutched his back and Van's movements became even faster and more erratic, both their breathing picking up speed. "Fuck. Fuck yes, Van." she panted. He reached down and began rubbing her clit with his fingers while drawing in and out of her relentlessly. "Van! Shit, Van, I'm gonna cum" she screwed her eyes shut and moaned as she felt herself falling over the edge of her orgasm and convulse around him. The contracting muscles and moans of her orgasm were bringing him over the edge too. He came, thrusting a couple more times to milk both their orgasms. Stilling his movements and pulling out, he collapsed on the mattress next to her. After a couple of moments of silence in which they both tried to catch their breaths, he removed the condom and carelessly dropped it onto the floor next to bed.

They didn't say anything, the silence continued and she wasn't quite sure what to do. Should she stay or leave? How much longer should she wait till leaving? Did he expect her to leave now? She turned around on her side to face Van, who was still facing the ceiling. When he heard her shifting however, he moved his head to look at her. "I'd better be going, right?" She asked but didn't make any preparations to do so. Van turned his body to fully face her too and brushed a strand of hair from her face behind her ear. "You don't have to, I wouldn't mind if you stay. Maybe have a second and third round later?" Y/N couldn't hide the relieved smile crossing her lips and Van moved to pull the duvet, that was laying crumpled at the end of the bed, over their naked bodies. She snuggled herself into his arm that he had draped behind her head and placed her arm on his stomach and chest, feeling his chest hair between her fingers, ignoring the necklace that sat on his collarbone. It seemed too holy for her to touch.

Her heart was beating faster than ever, every fibre of her skin that was touching Van's seemed to be ten times more sensitive. She draped one leg over his and could feel his leg hair brushing against the skin of her inner thigh. They lay there like that for some time, not moving except Van stroking her back occasionally with the hand that was draped around her, and Y/N drawing patterns into his chest hair.

She must have fallen asleep because the next time she opened her eyes the room was dark and Van was lightly snoring next to her. For a second she thought about grabbing her clothes and leaving, making it less awkward for them in the morning. But the bed was warm and the thought of stumbling around in the dark room and potentially waking Van anyway kept her put. She carefully felt for Van's body. He was sleeping on his side, facing her, as her hand found his waist. She gently moved her hand upwards, feeling his arm, then shoulder until she reached the nape of his neck. That's when she heard him sigh in his sleep. She was careful not to move her hand and wake him, but it was too late as she felt him move beneath her touch. She felt his arm wrap around her torso, pulling her into his body. As he moved his head and nuzzled it into her neck, she could feel his hot breath on her skin. It gave her goosebumps and sparked new lust between her legs. When he lazily began kissing the skin of her neck, she removed the hand that was resting on his neck and moved it southwards. Down his back, over his shoulder blades, along the spine, over his buttocks, and then reached between their bodies to take him into her hand. She could feel him take a sharp inhale when she grabbed him and started to stroke him up and down, teasing his tip with her thumb. He was quickly getting hard and she moved to drape one leg over his hips, guiding his penis over her wetness. All the while Van's head was still nestled on the pillow close to her neck so she could feel his breathing change with pleasure. Needless to say that round two was much more gentle and slow, both of them being slowed down by darkness and their previous exhaustion.

In the morning, Y/N was woken by Van's hand caressing her waist. She was laying on her side, facing away from him and when she turned around to face Van, he was already gently and tiredly smiling at her. His hand found its way between her legs and she gasped when he found her clit with ease and started circling it with his finger. She scooted closer to him, wanting to be as close as possible. She began to move her hand towards his penis just to find it already erect. As soon as she grabbed it, Van slipped a finger inside her and a moan escaped her mouth. She lifted her upper leg to allow Van more access and to wrap it around him, but Van wouldn't have it, he pushed it away and in the same movement manoeuvred her to lie on her back. He climbed on top, ready to push himself inside when he suddenly realised that he was missing a condom, in fact, he remembered he was missing a condom during the second round in the night too. Y/N noticed him halting and looked up at him to find his face contorted with worry. "Everything ok?" she asked. "We didn't use a condom." Van breathed out and let himself fall face first into the mattress next to her (making sure his hips were facing sideways though, because that would have been painful). Y/N observed his discomfort and moved to lie on her side again, head propped up by her arm and elbow. She drew a random pattern on his back with her index finger and said: "I'm on birth control, and last time I went to the gynaecologist I got tested and came out negative. No STD's, no AIDS... If you are worried about that." Van moved his head to look at her. "You are not freaked out then?" He asked and after seeing that Y/N was completely calm, turned his whole body to face her again. She shrugged as good as she could in her position. "If you can promise me you don't have STD's or AIDS either, I'm not freaked out." She replied. Van shook his head, "No STD's that I'm aware off, have never been tested for AIDS though." Y/N trusted that he was telling the truth and leaned forward to press her lips onto his, signalling him that it was ok for them to continue without a condom.

For her, it didn't really feel any different without it, but for Van, it felt way more intense, the awareness of being inside her heightened. When he came and collapsed onto her, panting, he kissed her gently. He didn't pull out right away, instead, he savoured the moment, knowing that this was the last time.

They wouldn't see each other again. This was just a one night stand, although one of the best he ever had.

When he rolled off of her with a satisfied sigh and lay back on the mattress, facing the ceiling, eyes closed, Y/N took that as her cue to get going. She rolled out of bed, collected her clothes from the floor and vanished into the only door she hadn't entered yet in the hope it was the bathroom. She got dressed and tried to comb through her hair with her fingers. When she emerged from the bathroom fully clothed and entered back into the bedroom to get her shoes, Van was still lying in bed, duvet draped over his lower half, giving Y/N one last delicious view of his torso and upper body. He didn't stop her, just watched, as she sat on the edge of the bed to tie her shoes. When she was done and ready to leave, she stood up, faced Van and said: "Well then, was nice meeting you." She smiled slyly, knowing very well that the phrase was a massive understatement. Van's lips twitched into an amused smile as well as he answered "Likewise". Y/N turned around then and left the bedroom and seconds later the flat, as Van heard the front door open and close and steps vanishing down the staircase.

[wincnas]

GM!!! I know I keep making impulsive character decisions but trust me u guys.... this one is here to stay. I’ve been playin frankie for so (so) long now she’s one of my favortie characters.... her pinterest is here!!! anyways shes a mess and will sleep with whoever so jot that down.

(CINDY KIMBERLY, CISFEMALE) - Have you seen FRANCINE VIGO? FRANKIE is in HER JUNIOR year. The THEATRE MAJOR is 21 years old & is a LEO. People say SHE is GREGARIOUS, CHARMING IMPETUOUS and CHILDISH. Rumors say they’re a member of KINCAID. I heard from the gossip blog that SHE'S BEEN DOING CAM WORK TO HELP PAY FOR COLLEGE. (Olive. immortal. est. she/her.)

francine “frankie” prudence vigo. what a name. her parents were both hippies who raised her in brooklyn and “worked” as starving artists. well, not starving but close to it. they were very much flower children who had an open relationship so frankie had some questions early on about the strange men and women who were kissing her parents lol

her childhood was generally very happy for the first few years? picture a tiny frankie learning how to paint while eating organic granola and listening to her mom’s fleetwood mac records

was homeschooled for a while until her mom died suddenly in a car accident while her parents were driving upstate for vacation

her dad survived but he was never the same afterwards. he cut off all his hair and got a job waiting tabes at some fancy restaurant. he kind of did a complete 180 and just became a shell of a person who drank, went to work, watched tv and slept.

basically her dad’s way of dealing with the loss was to just… pretend frankie didn’t exists and ignore her presence. he only spoke to her when it was necessary

as she got to be a teen she tried basically anything to get his attention. getting drunk in the middle of a school day, smoking weed in her room with music blasting, bringing home strings of guys and girls to have loud sex with. none of it got him to look at her

when she was about sixteen she fell “in love” with her english teacher who had a wife and a kid. him being a massive creep, he started sleeping with frankie and telling her he loved her. he’d whisper lines from the great gatsby in her ear while he promised to never leave her

BIG SURPRISE! he did and frankie never told anyone about what happened between and still hasn’t to this day. it really fucked her up and has given her a lot of trauma and abandonment issues

she’s not really good at relationships if you can’t tell? she’s either a bit full on or just doesn’t care about you at all. there’s no in between, and if she likes you she would do anything for you

which definitely gets her into trouble as she can get manipulated easily

her dad didn’t want to pay for her to go to larnswick, but that english teacher? offered to pay for her college if she would never go to the police or his wife about what happened

so here she is. she loves to party and is studying drama, which is perfect for her personality

she loves paris hilton and early 2000′s fashion and idolizes cher. she has a gecko in her room named after that woman

is a Dumb Bitch so jot that down

The life of the party?? she always walks in at least three drinks in, cowboy boots on and ready for anything

her music taste is largely influence by her mom. she listens to a lot of  80′s indie rock, like belle and sebastian, simon and garfunkel, joy division, violent femmes, talking heads. she also really loves terrible pop music and will pop her pussy to britney any day

she’s kind of the caricature of spunk and energy with a smile and lots of puns that she hides her grief behind

is just always the person at the party making sure everyone’s having a good time

loves drinking especially drinking anything that tastes sweet and sugary

also loves sleeping around. she just left larnswick for a while to go on vacation with this married guy she’s been obsessed with for a year or so. she’s in love with him and is convinced he’s about to leave his wife

Umm has some risky behaviors when it comes to sex?? Like she’s absolutely been in an orgy before. Her method of self-destruction is to sleep with people no matter the consequences to her body or her mental state

OKAY so wanted plots time: i need a toxic relationship with someone who doesn’t actually care about her, an unrequited crush, flings, awkward hookups that on’t look at each other anymore, exes that ended on good terms and are super close now, childhood friends, family friends, and some wild, reckless friends that all party together skins style. hit me up.

[rainningdoom]

Finding The Light: Chapter Three

    The sun was barely up when Kassandra heard the ungodly noise known as an alarm. The sound of it blared into her ears as her hand wandered about trying to grasp her phone to turn it off. Feeling the shape of her phone she grasped it and sat up, turning the alarm off. Letting it fall into her lap she let out a yawn, arms stretching into the air as she arched her back. Hearing a small pop she let out a content sigh as she wiped the sleep away from her eyes. She took in her surroundings and felt confused for a second before she recalled where she was. Grabbing her phone she looked at the time then got up, grabbing some fresh clothes and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. She was quick to brush her teeth, and brush her hair. Putting it into long twin tails as her bangs waved in her face as they were too short to be tied back.

    Just as she got out of the bathroom there was a knock at her door. Her heart hammered for a second, but she forced the small fear in her chest down and went to open the door. "One second." She called out as she crossed the distance and pulled the door open to reveal Robin standing at her door, her truck's engine still going from the sound of it.

    "Morning Robin!" She said with a smile, happy to see it was only Robin, who was also holding something?

    Seeing the look of curiosity Robin smiled. "This is from Lewis, he was just gonna leave it on your porch, but since I was here, he asked me to hand it to you." The women then handed Kassandra the box. 

    When she opened it there was some seeds inside of the box with a note. "Here is a little something to help get you started. -Mayor Lewis" She smiled warmly at the note before putting the items back into the box and placing it inside. "That was very sweet of Lewis, I'll have to repay him when I have the chance." She said with a laugh, and Robin giggled and nodded. 

    "I'm sure he'd love anything he got from you hun. Now, ready to start getting to work? I brought some lumber to help do some repairs so you can make things safe. We don't need you getting hurt cause some wild slime got through a hole in the fence." She said, and Kassandra agreed. Though not only for her self since she didn't want either of her dogs to get hurt, they were family after all. Robin went to her truck as Kassandra walked out, closing the door behind her. She did a look at the land in front of her house and felt herself stagger a bit. There were so many weeds and the yard was a mess in general. She sighed, she had a lot of work ahead of herself. At least Robin was here to help with the fence repairs she was going to need undoubtedly. So taking a deep breath to steady herself, she made her way down the porch's creaky stairs.

    As she walked to where she could hear the engine, she saw Robin in the back pulling out lumber, around her waist, was a tool belt holding everything she needed. She could see Robin talking cause her lips were moving but the words were too low. Kassandra questioned herself if Robin was talking to herself for a moment until she saw a body stand up from sitting on the ground. She had to do a quick double-take, making sure it was the right person she thought it was. But if her guess was right, she could already feel the grin on her face. Her strides with long and quicker to get close to them. 

    "Now if I'm wrong I'm giving Yoba five seconds to smite me down, but is that Bassy I see sulking about?" She said with a laugh, but her chest kinda hurt. She recalled him as a bright, excited child. Granted the kid had a mindset that would put a mule to shame. But now the air about him seemed annoyed, and his style of dressing was very dark. His hair was black now, a shocking change since his hair had been ginger. And he even had his ears pierced now? What did she miss while she was gone because it must have been a lot?

    The boy looked at her, eyes a tad wide in shock, though he was seemingly trying to mask it. Kassandra wanted to sigh, she knows Robin, and there was no way Robin didn't go home yesterday and said nothing about her being back. Maybe it was because she was gone, and after pop-pop died she didn't talk to anyone. But seeing him try to hide his shock made her laugh. "Trying to be Mr.Cool Guy? Seb, you wound me." She said placing a hand over her heart in mock pain. The boy scowled at her and looked to Robin.

    "You couldn't have told me she hasn't changed since she was five mom?" Robin laughed at her son's remark. Kassandra let out a soft laugh, shaking her head.

    "I tried telling you last night, but you didn't seem to hear me." Robin said, shaking her head.

    "Though you've changed a lot Seb, love the hair by the way." Kassandra said with a smile. Oddly enough she didn't find his hair off-putting, it kinda fits him now. He looked kinda good, and she was digging the look. He gave Kassandra a one-sided smirk and nodded.

“Thanks.”

“We should get to work now though kiddos, the fences are pretty worn down, and that porch has a hole in it. If we work fast we should have it done by dinner time.” Robin said with a big smile. Kassandra felt a bit of dread and excitement mix together, at least her babies would be able to come here soon. “Sebby, would you mind helping as well?”

“I knew you were gonna pull me into it.” He said with a sigh, and shaking his head, fringe swaying with the motion. Though he was quick to help unload the wood with his mother while Kassandra went and grabbed their tools.

“I’m going to start at the south end of the fence and work my way up. Seb, I want you to stay with Kassie, okay?” The boy nodded his head.

“Sure I can babysit her.”

“I’m not a baby!” Kassandra said, eyebrows slightly knitted together. “Just because I’m shorter than you means nothing, NOTHING!” Her frustration only grew when he rubbed his hand in her hair messing it up slightly. Robin laughed and shook her head, and made her way through the field. 

“You kinda act like one.” Sebastion said with another smirk.

“Oh, fuck off Seb.” Kassandra said, rolling her eyes and sticking her tongue out at him. She watched as Sebastion left while carrying some wood, probably to drop it off to his mother. So she made her way to the truck and grabbed a few pieces as well and then moved towards her porch. Tapping his foot while sitting on the steps was Sebastion who just let out a puff of smoke, cigarette trapped between his fingers.

“I know you probably heard this a million times from Robin, but you know that’s bad for you right?”

“Don’t get on my case about it too Kass.” Kassandra only sighed and shook her head.

“Just don’t leave the butts on the ground, okay? I get you’re probably stressed, but I don’t need them being washed up in the ponds. I can probably find an old bucket somewhere in the back and you can throw them in there.” Sebastion gave a nod and took another drag. Kassandra placed down the tools and the wood finally and sighed. How did you do this stuff correctly? She never had to do woodwork, well at least seriously. Sure Robin let her play with the tools as a kid, but this wasn’t playtime. She made her way to the back of the house, happy to have found a bucket, granted it was rusted, but it was better than nothing. So grabbing it and going back to the front she put it next to Sebastian.

Looking to the wood she rolled her shoulders and sighed, tomorrow she was going to be in pain, she was certain of it.

[frxnkievigo]

what’s up guys a lot of you have met frankie before so by now you know she’s about the biggst thot there is sdfgfdsdf. anyways, her pinterest is here so you can get her vibe and her intro’s under the cut!!

( cisfemale ) haven’t seen FRANKIE VIGO around in a while. the COURTNEY EATON lookalike has been known to be AFFECTIONATE & ENERGETIC, but SHE can also be FOOLISH & IMPULSIVE. The 21 year old is a JUNIOR majoring in THEATER. I believe they’re living in AUDAX but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door. ( olive. 21. est. she/er. )

francine “frankie” prudence vigo. what a name. her parents were both hippies who raised her in brooklyn and “worked” as starving artists. well, not starving but close to it. they were very much flower children who had an open relationship so frankie had some questions early on about the strange men and women who were kissing her parents lol

her childhood was generally very happy for the first few years? picture a tiny frankie learning how to paint while eating organic granola and listening to her mom’s fleetwood mac records

was homeschooled for a while until her mom died suddenly in a car accident while her parents were driving upstate for vacation

her dad survived but he was never the same afterwards. he cut off all his hair and got a job waiting tabes at some fancy french restaurant. there wasn’t a lot of music playing in their house after that

basically her dad’s way of dealing with the loss was to just… pretend frankie didn’t exists and ignore her presence. he only spoke to her when it was necessary

as she got to be a teen she tried basically anything to get his attention. getting drunk in the middle of a school day, smoking weed in her room with music blasting, bringing home strings of guys and girls to have loud sex with. none of it got him to look at her

when she was about sixteen she fell “in love” with her english teacher who had a wife and a kid. him being a massive creep, he started sleeping with frankie and telling her he loved her. he’d whisper lines from the great gatsby in her ear while he promised to never leave her

BIG SURPRISE! he did and frankie never told anyone about what happened between and still hasn’t to this day. it really fucked her up and has given her a lot of trauma and abandonment issues

she’s not really good at relationships if you can’t tell? she’s either a bit full on or just doesn’t care about you at all. there’s no in between, and if she likes you she would do anything for you

which definitely gets her into trouble as she can get manipulated easily

her dad didn’t want to pay for her to go to lockwood, but that english teacher? offered to pay for her college if she would never go to the police about what happened

so here she is. she loves to party and is studying dramatic arts, which is perfect for her personality

she loves paris hilton and early 2000′s fashion and idolizes cher. she has a gecko in her room named after that woman

her music taste is largely influence by her mom. she listens to a lot of  80′s indie rock, like belle and sebastian, simon and garfunkel, joy division, violent femmes, talking heads. she also really loves terrible pop music and will pop her pussy to britney any day

she’s kind of the caricature of spunk and energy with a smile and lots of puns that she hides her grief behind

is just always the person at the party making sure everyone’s having a good time

loves drinking especially drinking anything that tastes sweet and sugary

also loves sleeping around. she just left lockwood to go on vacation with this married guy who’s been obsessed with her since he found her on instagram

she’s frankly repulsed by him but he pays for everything for her which is why she’s always throwing money around on her friends

her dad’s also been struggling with money and addiction for a long time now and he’s been homeless on and off for the past year. she sends money to him too when she can which is why she’s stayed with the older guy for so long

OKAY so wanted plots time: i need a toxic relationship with someone who doesn’t actually care about her, an unrequited crush, flings, awkward hookups that on’t look at each other anymore, exes that ended on good terms and are super close now, childhood friends, family friends, and some wild, reckless friends that all party together skins style. hit me up.

[frcnkievigo]

hlo! i can’t believe i tried to kid myself into thinking i no longer had frankie muse… anyway she’s BACK BABEY! this Tall and incredibly messy Paris Hilton impersonator. here is her pinterest so u can get her Vibe

( COURTNEY EATON | 21 | CISFEMALE ) I swear I saw FRANKIE VIGO around campus yesterday. I hear SHE is very GREGARIOUS, ADDICTIVE & SELFISH, which explains why when you think of them, you’d think of SUCKING ON A RING POP & FAUX FUR STAINED WITH RED WINE. They’re in their JUNIOR year and studying DRAMATIC ARTS. (olive, 22, est, she/her)

francine “frankie” prudence vigo. what a name. her parents were both hippies who raised her in brooklyn and “worked” as starving artists. well, not starving but close to it. they were very much flower children who had an open relationship so frankie had some questions early on about the strange men and women who were kissing her parents lol

her childhood was generally very happy for the first few years? picture a tiny frankie learning how to paint while eating organic granola and listening to her mom’s fleetwood mac records

was homeschooled for a while until her mom died suddenly in a car accident while her parents were driving upstate for vacation

her dad survived but he was never the same afterwards. he cut off all his hair and got a job waiting tabes at some fancy french restaurant. there wasn’t a lot of music playing in their house after that

basically her dad’s way of dealing with the loss was to just… pretend frankie didn’t exists and ignore her presence. he only spoke to her when it was necessary

as she got to be a teen she tried basically anything to get his attention. getting drunk in the middle of a school day, smoking weed in her room with music blasting, bringing home strings of guys and girls to have loud sex with. none of it got him to look at her

when she was about sixteen she fell “in love” with her english teacher who had a wife and a kid. him being a massive creep, he started sleeping with frankie and telling her he loved her. he’d whisper lines from the great gatsby in her ear while he promised to never leave her

BIG SURPRISE! he did and frankie never told anyone about what happened between and still hasn’t to this day. it really fucked her up and has given her a lot of trauma and abandonment issues

she’s not really good at relationships if you can’t tell? she’s either a bit full on or just doesn’t care about you at all. there’s no in between, and if she likes you she would do anything for you

which definitely gets her into trouble as she can get manipulated easily

her dad didn’t want to pay for her to go to lockwood, but that english teacher? offered to pay for her college if she would never go to the police about what happened

so here she is. she loves to party and is studying dramatic arts, which is perfect for her personality

she loves paris hilton and early 2000′s fashion and idolizes cher. she has a gecko in her room named after that woman

her music taste is largely influence by her mom. she listens to a lot of  80′s indie rock, like belle and sebastian, simon and garfunkel, joy division, violent femmes, talking heads. she also really loves terrible pop music and will pop her pussy to britney any day

she’s kind of the caricature of spunk and energy with a smile and lots of puns that she hides her grief behind

is just always the person at the party making sure everyone’s having a good time

loves drinking especially drinking anything that tastes sweet and sugary

also loves sleeping around. she just left lockwood to go on vacation with this married guy she’s been obsessed with for a year or so. she’s in love with him and is convinced he’s about to leave his wife

OKAY so wanted plots time: i need a toxic relationship with someone who doesn’t actually care about her, an unrequited crush, flings, awkward hookups that on’t look at each other anymore, exes that ended on good terms and are super close now, childhood friends, family friends, and some wild, reckless friends that all party together skins style. hit me up.

[maryseward666]

The Heavy Metal Penis Chart

The Heavy Metal Penis Chart

I figured I would post this because this is it the first time some stud rocker lost his reputation as a sex God. This wasIt was originally floating around on Metal Sludge and then they will either took the sign down for us to take it down so here is one more time for posterity.

Folders closure, I do not find this myself on archive.org I will link the post to her I found out all of this information now how fun girls!

Stefan Adika / Dad’s Porno Mag A recent email said Stefan is hung like a baby and is a quick shooter. However, Stefan disagrees and says, “I might be Jewish, by I ain’t no Tiny Tim.” His wife is ex-porn star Shelby Stevens, so you know she’s had more dicks than a urinal at LAX. It could go either way, but if you read my Ho-Bag Volume 1, you’ll find out what Stefan is all about.

Art Alexakis / Everclear Art has an 8 inch cocks, he’s loud and practically rabid for eating pussy and rimming. He loves his balls sucked, is a great kisser, and enjoy his encounters in odd/semi-public places. Art has a huge sexual appetite and is very loud/likes to talk dirty. However he’s not fond of condoms and sometimes his cock isn’t fully hard, which might have something to do with him being a former drug addict. Either that or he’s just old. He tries to come off as such a sincere, sweet guy, but he’s a HUGE slut. He does treat you well when you’re with him–he even holds hands/cuddles and gives his real phone #. He also likes his women to be pretty intelligent and able to hold their end of a conversation about current issues, etc. Watch out for this one, though–he’s unclean!! Either he doesn’t wash the crotch area often or he has a serious problem…smells very dirty. Gross!!

Phil Anselmo / Pantera Well after a short glimpse of that MONSTER power tool in their debut home video it’s no wonder that Rob Halford is such a big Pantera fan! Reports are Phil is a bit over 10 inches!! There are also rumors that Phil can swing both ways, at least orally.

Vinnie Appice / Dio Your jaw won’t get sore sucking his cock, so he’s an average joe. But his ‘jap eye’ does blow out enough jizz for 10 guys!

Tom Araya / Slayer If you’re down with pentagrams and Satan, then not only is Tom for you, but he’s got a big cock to boot. Tom is about 7 inches, loves to fuck and is not selfish at all! Also has an uncircumcised dick.

Sebastian Bach Bach can deliver the good, as most skinny, tall guys can. He has been seen with a variety of groupies out on the road and reports are that he doesn’t shower much. He does have an above average cock and can be a lot of fun, but is ego is totally out of line and out of control. Is known to be a very big asshole, so be careful.

Reb Beach / Winger Will tell you he’s married, but still pursue you. If you play with his dirty onion ring he’ll worship you. Average all-around; shows respect, and doesn’t seem to be TOO much the player. Likes ’em young.

Jon Bon Jovi / Bon Jovi Back in the day Jon was a huge slut but he’s chilled out a little. Jon has an average size cock and like a lot of guys prefers to receive oral than give it. He has good rhythm though and will even wear 2 condoms if you ask him to.

Mick Brown / Dokken Absolute waste of time. Maybe 3 inches if you pull on it. Could be the drugs though.

Rob Bruce / Slik Toxik Rob has a pretty small cock, plus he only has ONE BALL! He lost his other ball in an accident. Sounds like he comes up short in both areas.

Jerry Cantrell / Ex-Alice In Chains Large (maybe 10 inches), impressive penis. Can handle two girls at once but he loses points for smoking too much crack. Sleeps around because he can, but fixates on the woman he wants to be with.

Edward Carlson / Flotsam & Jetsam He’s VERY good with his tongue. His dick is about 9 inches!! If you blow him, he’ll ask if you’ll swallow. If you don’t, he’s nice enough to respect that, but he’ll wanna cum on your tits. He’s also into a little ass-play. You wanna try a dildo out on him? Go ahead and ask. He’ll say yes!

Igor Cavalera / Seplutura He cares about whether you get off or not and he is, let’s say, VERY intense in bed. Also has a huge cock.

Carlos Cavazo / Quiet Riot Not only a very sloppy and boring lay, but he is very, very, very small. There is no riot going on in his pants.

Gary Cherone / Ex-Van Halen, Ex-ExtremeGary is so small if somebody saw you sucking his dick it would look like you were smoking a joint! Word has it that he is a lot like Freddie Mercury, on and OFF the stage.

Billy Childs / Britny Fox Here is one straight out of the sludge mailbag and out of the past. Our source said it looks like he has a nice size package, but unfortunately he suffered from Whisky D and popped too many pills! It was worse than a wet noodle! This is also called Jerry Dixon syndrome in some circles!

James Christian / House Of Lords James has a small, but thick cock, but unfortunately a very hairy back. It looks like he’s wearing a sweater! Unlike a Snickers bar, he isn’t very satisfying.

John Corabi / Ratt, Brides Of DestructionThe former lead singer of Motley Crue also has something in common with Tommy Lee, if you know what I mean. Sometimes those short guys will surprise you with a huge hog.

Jimmy D’Anda / Ex-BulletBoys He has a decent size cock, but not great. He likes to propose marriage while you’re giving him a blow job.

Zack De La Rocha / Ex-Rage Against The Machine Now he is excellent in bed, though he has really ugly, curly-haired crotch and balls, but his oral and finger skills make the hair ordeal worth it. Cock is about eight inches in length, about seven in girth. Loves doggy more than any other position, and seems to be obsessed with playing with a girl’s hair. Has a thing for olive skin and dark hair … overall, solid 9, and he takes care of you after the fact.

Glenn Danzig / DanzigThe bottom line is his cock is just like him, short.

Amir Derakh / Orgy Above average cock length but skinny. Some of said he is obsessed with anal, so don’t drop the soap in the shower. A good kisser but the personality of a corpse. Does shave his pubic hairs so that’s a plus.

C.C. DeVille / Poison I knew a girl that use to go to his house up in the Hollywood Hills & said he liked to Jack Off with lotion 3-5 times a day when he was a Speed user! Nothing fancy on the size either. Must be all the bleach. Doesn’t shut up either.

Dez / Coal Chamber 7 inch dick with a slight bend to the left. He will smoke some weed with you then sweet talk you to get you into bed. No oral from him and he likes girl on top, then after he cums, he gets rid of you.

John Dolmayan / System Of A Down MASSIVE cock. Great in bed, but selfish. Loves to receive oral (if you can get all of it in your mouth), but hesitant to reciprocate unless he knows you. Very dominant, but will NOT look at you while he is fucking you. Likes when you play with his balls. If you are a groupie and act like one, he will treat you with ZERO respect.

Taime Downe / Faster Pussycat Taime’s got a nice size cock. We heard he’s into that let me CHOKE you while I POKE you thing too. I heard he’s a breast man and likes big boobs, and is pretty good in the sack. Also rumored to bat from both sides of the plate. Hasn’t seen the sun since 1987.

David Draiman / Disturbed He is the ultimate ladies man & is with a different girl every night. He will sweep you off your feet with love & affection, but watch his other hand because it’ll be on some other chicks ass. He’s got a nice size cock, but can be a selfish fuck, so bring your vibrator. Also, you may walk funny the next day because he rams really hard. In addition, some say he’s pretty cheap and never pays for a thin, and one girl even says he plays for both teams.

Kevin DuBrow / Quiet Riot Kevin has a good body and an average dick. He’s very passionate and worth looking into providing you dig guys who wear a rug.

Fred Durst / Limp Bizkit Fred is an average joe, or should I say an average Fred. Nothing too big but nothing too small. He loves to eat pussy and loves to get oral in return. He’s a little on the kinky side and he really loves the freaky girls. Tries to use the press to get date and frequently comes off like a creepy stalker

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[prettylittlelucygoose]

Serious Talk || Jucy

L: "I'm happy to be home with you."

J: "I'm happy to have all my girls home."

L: "I really do love you."

J: "I love you too."

L: "And I promise you I'm never gonna leave you."

J: "Please stop saying that."

L: "But it's the truth. I never make promises I can't keep, but this is the easiest promise I'll ever make. You make me the happiest I've ever been and I'm gonna try really hard to show that to you."

J: "Okay."

L: She sighed sadly, "You don't believe me."

J: "I didn't say that."

L: "But you're not saying you believe me either."

J: "I believe that you mean it right now."

L: "I mean it forever. I was either not coming back after the hotel or if I did come back I was back for life."

J: "What about Ian? And Niall?"

L: "What about them?"

J: "You still love them."

L: "No, I don't. When I think back to how Ian walked out on me with no explanation and how Niall abandoned me when I needed someone the most it makes me hate both of them. I'm a very sexual person and a lot of times I let my promiscuity take control of my thoughts so yeah, maybe sometimes I think about how it would feel to have sex with someone, them included, but I'd never act on it. It's a fantasy." She reached for his hand, "They were not the ones for me so even if they both begged for me I would turn them away. I have the best husband in the world and I'm incredibly lucky."

J: "Do you get how that makes me feel? To hear you talk about wanting to fuck someone else, or to see you flirt with them on Twitter? It makes me feel like a worthless piece of shit."

L: "You can't tell me you've never thought about fucking someone else, everybody think about it at least once. They mean very little to me compared to you. Why does it matter if sometimes when I'm alone I think about other people? Most of the time I'm thinking about you anyway and when I'm with you I'm only thinking about you."

J: "Just forget it."

L: "No, I won't forget it. We have to work through these problems."

J: "You're never gonna understand so why bother?"

L: "I'm trying to understand...but I'm also trying to get you to understand me too."

J: "There's a difference between thinking about something and sharing it with the fucking world making me look like an idiot. The world doesn't need to hear every fucking sexual thought that pops into your head."

L: "I'll try to watch what I post from now on."

J: "For the record, I may appreciate a beautiful woman, but I have not once thought about sleeping with anyone else."

L: "But that's the kid of person you are, you can't fault me for being the person I am. I'm faithful to you. Since we've been together you're the only person I've been with. Why doesn't that count for anything?"

J: "How do I know that? I don't know what you did on your benders, do you?"

L: "Yes, I do. I locked myself in my room and took pills, smoked weed, watched TV and slept. And when I did go out with female friends to the bar to drink, the one time someone made a move on me I turned them away and when they kept putting their hands on me Jeff came over and got rid of them and got me home. I've never cheated on you."

J: Jared looked at his wife with tears in his eyes. "How can you be sure? You were high the whole time."

L: She moved closer to him and hugged him, "Because I've never been too high where I lost track of time. It scared me that morning I woke up in Ian's bed when I was engaged to Sebastian. I never wanted to put myself through that again and I never have."

J: "I'm so tired Luce. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of feeling like I don't matter. I'm tired of always being the strong one so you don't breakdown again. I'm just tired." He said putting his face in his hands.

L: " And you think I like fighting with you? This house isn't exactly a picnic for me either. I always feel like I have to walk on eggshells or you're gonna get worried or mad or jealous. I feel like I can't be me because I don't fit into the cookie cutter image you have for your wife. I'm not Gen, if you wanted a perfect wife you should have stayed with her."

J: "I never said I wanted perfect. But I do want someone who actually wants to be in this family. Who isn't so concerned with having fun that she forgets she's a parent. Who actually thinks before she acts. You get tired of walking on eggshells so I don't get mad? Did you ever stop to think that if you actually had a conversation with me instead of telling me this is what you're doing instead of doing whatever you want, that maybe I wouldn't get pissed all the time? This is supposed to be a partnership. I'm not supposed to feel like I have five kids instead of four."

L: "I'm not used to this..." she admitted. "I've always been on my own doing my own thing and only really caring about myself because at the end of the day everyone always leaves and I can only depend on myself. I don't know how to..." she sighed, feeling stupid, "I don't know how to be part of a family like this. I don't know how to be in charge of a family. I know I'm not responsible when it comes to everything other than work. I've always excelled when it came to work but I suck at personal relationships."

J: "It's been two years since you've been a mom Lucy. It's like you don't want to try." He said frustrated. "Do you want to be part of this family or do you want to be free to do whatever you want?"

L: She took a deep breath and thought about it, "I hate being a mom, but I love being married to you. I don't know...I don't know where to go from here.."

J: "I can't keep going like this Lucy. I can't have a part time partner in all this. So you need to figure it out and decide what you want."

L: "I don't think I'm the one for you..." she said sadly and started to cry, "But I don't want to lose you...but I can't be who you want me to be.."

J: "Maybe you need time to figure out what you really want for your life," he said sadly. "I love you Lucy, and I don't want to lose you, but something has to change. Living like this isn't good for either of us, or the kids."

L: "I love you too and I do want to be married to you. I just don't know how to be the mother you want me to be. I've gotten better I feel, but I'm never gonna be like Gen, or Ashley, or Danneel, or anyone else we know."

J: "I don't expect you to be them but I do expect to be able to leave the kids and not worry if you've got them or if you've given them to someone else because you can't handle them."

L: "And what if I'm never able to handle them? Am I supposed to give Belle to Seb, give Sam to you and just vanish? I don't want that. I do love them."

J: "That's just is Luce. You CAN handle them you just choose not to because you'd rather focus on what you want instead of what they need. Being a parent is about putting your kids first no matter what."

L: "I try."

J: "Do you, or do you just call someone to take them so you can go do whatever?"

L: "I. Try." She didn't want to yell at him so she tried to keep her voice low even through she naturally felt herself getting defensive. "I do as much as I can and when I get too overwhelmed I ask for help. I take care of the kids more now than I ever have and you never acknowledge that. You only say something when I ask someone to watch them for a little bit, even when it's for a legitimate reason."

J: "You're right. I don't acknowledge that and I'm sorry."

L: Hearing him say she was right shocked her and she lifted her head to look at him. "I really am trying, Jared. I might not be at your parenting level but I'm far from where I was when Belle was born."

[paulmccartneyofficial]

for the ask thing: 1-150 🙂

ok charlie let’s fuckin go

here they ALL are

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

something tells me its steve rogers boy………

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

outgoing lmao

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

christine this summer :-)

4. Are you easy to get along with?

for the most part, but sometimes I Get In A Mood™

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

uhhhh i dont really like anyone right now?? um. the last person i liked, possibly, since that’s what i did for him. but uh. the only person i fancy rn is like paul or rumours lindsey and like paul would definitely take care of me but if im drunk and with rumours lindsey then that means lindsey is also drunk and there’s no hope left for either of us

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

k personality wise, christine says im attracted to “bad boys” which like is probably true??? idk. often artsy and aesthetically pleasing peeps ?? i dont knwo

LOOKS wise, my sister in law has pointed out that every guy i have liked has a square-ish face and has dark features and often times blue eyes, but not always. see: lindsey and sebastian stan. so i guess i have a type ????? lol

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

probably not lmao i dont have time 4 that

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

uh…………..sorry but its lindsey buckingham :/

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

not really no lol just uh. nonconsensual sex makes me uncomfortable lmao

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

@stevieselectricskillet

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“me: pretends i’m not paul mccartney trash anymore”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

oohh. uh. stockholm syndrome by one direction, stephanie by buckingham nicks, go insane (live in 1997) by lindsey buckingham, hold me by fleetwood mac, bright by zayn

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

i fucking love it

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

yes yes yes

15. What good thing happened this summer?

i literally went the entire summer without smoking weed once after smoking like every day of senior year lmao

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

no

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

of course?? im not an idiot

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

we actually reconnected over the summer after like 14 years of no communication but we’re both very different now so we don’t really talk anymore

19. Do you like bubble baths?

i live for them

20. Do you like your neighbors?

yes! i love them all. they make coming home from school wonderful

and as for at school, i only hang out with my neighbors p much

21. What are you bad habits?

i pull out my hair unfortunately. sometimes i’ll pick at my nails if they’ve chip on their own.

22. Where would you like to travel?

england, italy, montreal, los angeles, ireland, lebanon, scotland, ancient greece, turks and caicos, the bahamas, hawaii (solely for the set of lost and jurassic park), and wherever hobbiton is

23. Do you have trust issues?

half of my anxiety is a result from trust issues so ya lmao

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

my hour long shower that i take because i’m living at school and i am allowed to use as much hot water as i want

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

double chin! :)

26. What do you do when you wake up?

check my phone/send snap streaks out/put on whatever song is stuck in my head when i wake up

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

i really don’t care about my skin color why is this a question

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

a few people. mary, lexi, and amanda, mostly.

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

unfortunately……..

30. Do you ever want to get married?

yes

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

its currently in one

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

uhhh…….. i’m not the threesome type .… . if i had to choose two celebs for that particular situation tho, then harry s. and zayn, hands down.

33. Spell your name with your chin.

ww2gffg (egg) / kaeskiu (kaeli)

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

i used to play baseball, but i don’t anymore. however, i, too, boogieboard, like lindsey buckingham does. disclaimer: i have been doing this sport since i was a small kid, thus, i have been doing it longer than i have known about lindsey buckingham. i truly wish we did not have this in common

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

tv hands down im not dumb

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

of course?? isn’t that part of life

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

i don’t say anything. i just embody an ellipses by crafting a particular look on my face with raised eyebrows and unamused eyes. if nothing comes of it, then i usually let out a sigh and look off to the side like a dramatic bitch. i am a kim k gif

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

the main male character of my book is sort of my dream guy so there’s that.

he’s got a knack for aestheticism through artistic values, ambition and true passion in the work he does. he’s very sarcastic and funny, yet somehow still sweet with it. wouldn’t hurt a fly. hates trump’s guts and understands that feminism isn’t about him. has his privilege in check. he and i understand each other in a bond that no one else has with us. it is good. it is sweet. i am in a constant state of awe and shock of how in love with him i am. im even continuously falling for him more and more every day.

it is good and we are happy and we know each other better than anyone else.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

lush

40. What do you want to do after high school?

i am out of high school and chillin in college my friends. im gonna do some art

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

always. if they can recognize their flaws and truly try to work at them, then yes. they deserve a second chance.

there is always more light for us to see.

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean?

im either extremely depressed or just salty

43. Do you smile at strangers?

yes, all the time. i believe that a simple smile from anyone can sometimes be enough to change someone’s day.

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

space.

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

either the state of my hair, my bladder, or my stomach.

46. What are you paranoid about?

being secretly hated.

47. Have you ever been high?

yes, too many times

48. Have you ever been drunk?

ya about 9 hours ago to be exact

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

honestly i fuck up so often that ya, i probably have

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

black??? i think? wow. i am now realizing that i’ve actually #MovedOn from the hoodie life. tragic

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

i am in a constant state of wishing i were stevie nicks

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

i really wish i had bigger hands so i could play a normal sized guitar

53. Favourite makeup brand?

um im cheap i thought sephora was a brand for like 2 years so that one time i think cover girl had a star wars line?? that was cool i own a few of those lipsticks

54. Favourite store?

its still lush

55. Favourite blog?

@lindseybuckingham

56. Favourite colour?

yellow

57. Favourite food?

ravioli

58. Last thing you ate?

a granola bar i think

59. First thing you ate this morning?

i pulled an all nighter its now 6:30 in the morning and i have yet to eat

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

i’ve gotten gold at a few jazz band and chorus competitions and then one time my DI team won our districts competition but only by default

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

hahahaha i was suspended senior year for leaving school early with two of my gal pals to get breakfast at our favorite breakfast joint. we were supposed to have at-home suspension, but our drama club show was that weekend, which meant we’d be kicked out of the show last minute. i look about 12 years old and i have doe eyes with long eye lashes. i cried my way out of that shit and saved both of my two gal pals in doing so, too.

we ended up all having in-school suspension with each other. so essentially, they locked me and my two friends in a room for an entire school day. we could do whatever we wanted.

we actually ended up acting out the entirety of the play, antigone, for our teacher that stayed with us. and then we wrote a song about a turkey named dave.

it was actually one of the best days of my high school career.

62. Been arrested? For what?

no but i cried one time when a police officer pulled me over for having a tail light out.

63. Ever been in love?

unfortunately, yes.

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

i was a freshman. his name was alex and he was older than me and he really liked me and he was pretty cool and easy to talk to and stuff but also. he was greasy and did nothing with his life at the time. haha. and then one day, he and his friend, who also liked me, both separately asked me what class i had last. it was history. alex showed up at the door first, and he took my hand. the other boy showed up and was like “oh”. then i kinda just shrugged to his friend and we left him there. i felt like i was on the bachelorette.

then he walked me to my bus and just kissed me. and like we never officially said it but i guess we were dating from that point on?

it was quite exciting at the time.

65. Are you hungry right now?

no i took a medication that sort of ceases hunger.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

woah. uh. well some of my real friends are also on tumblr which is cool.

its kind of a weird question. i love them all equally? just in different ways. my real life friends are all people that i hang around constantly. i have deep conversations with them. i do crazy things with them. i love them.

my tumblr friends, however, are all a gift. there’s more of a set bond with them; we’re all friends not because we see each other all the time, but because we all have common interests and similar personalities.

tumblr friends are actually pretty cool. if you can maintain a friendship like that through long distance, then it’s gotta mean something pretty big, right?

i text and communicate with my tumblr friends a lot more than my real life friends, actually. if i’m on my phone when hanging out with my friends, i can guarantee you i’m texting my tumblr friends.

it’s pretty sweet.

67. Facebook or Twitter?

twitter because no one in my family has one except my brother who i tell everything to

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

tumblr, obviously.

69. Are you watching tv right now?

no, i’m making this long ass post.

70. Names of your bestfriends?

irl: mary, lexi, amanda, my sister christine, my brother steven, my sister-to-be jenna, chris, cammi, jack.

tumblr: kate, emilie, ryan, charlie, lola, brooke, james, sophie, ken, erin, pickles, luki, kimber.

71. Craving something? What?

wine

72. What colour are your towels?

grey. all of them. at home, they’re tan.

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

three normal pillows, one pillow pet, and one angry emoji pillow that i made and now hug because i’m a lonely fuck

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

i have one chewie plush thing and an old bruins bear that i often kick off my bed back at home.

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

those are the only 2 i think

although i currently have the marsh hall monkey from community council that was given to me for one week and i’ve had it for like 3 months because i haven’t bothered to pass it on to someone

75. Favourite animal?

i am a kitty lover

76. What colour is your underwear?

yellow :~)

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

java crunch (its coffee ice cream with chocolate covered coffee beans)

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

its a black jonas brothers shirt that i got when i was 10. i am often found wearing this shirt

80. What colour pants?

grey sweatpants

81. Favourite tv show?

friends

82. Favourite movie?

i will always be star wars trash

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

mean girls ??? if u favor mean girls 2, then ur a sinner

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

mean girls, obviously. im not a heathen

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

regina’s mom

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

crush

87. First person you talked to today?

amanda, probably

88. Last person you talked to today?

u, charlie

89. Name a person you hate?

eric clapton or liam. i can’t decide

90. Name a person you love?

my birth mother because she is one of the strongest people i know. honest to god, there is not a single person on this planet that i am more proud of than her.

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

myself

92. In a fight with someone?

the boy i Once Loved™

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

way too many, my friend

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

also way too many. like, at least 5

95. Last movie you watched?

…….new moon…….

96. Favourite actress?

carrie fisher

97. Favourite actor?

robert downey jr.

98. Do you tan a lot?

like go to a tanning salon? no. i’m broke. and i wouldn’t waste my money on that anyway.

in a general sense? yes. i tan very easily. my genes are very kind to me in that i don’t burn when i go out in the sun. except for my nose. :/

99. Have any pets?

i have a little calico kitty named beanie and she is my light.

100. How are you feeling?

well, given that i haven’t slept in 19 hours, i’d say pretty good.

101. Do you type fast?

apparently i type extremely fast and it blows a lot of people away

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

oh, honey. don’t we all?

103. Can you spell well?

yes, but i always have those moments where i second guess myself or have a brain fart on a very common word.

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

i miss my old best friend, freddy, more than ever now. i haven’t seen him since graduation last year, which isn’t that long, but it’s long enough. he and i were like brother and sister in elementary school and even now. he’s the kind of friend that i have gone years without talking to, but then the moment we finally speak to one another, it’s like nothing ever happened.

he and i were both accepting of each other and supportive of each other in some of the hardest times of our lives. when the other kids bullied him for playing with polly pockets on the playground, i joined him in playing with them. we were inseparable from then on. when my mother came out to me and my parents divorced, he was the one i talked to. when he was coming to terms with his sexuality and discovering who he was as a person, i was always the person he was fully open with.

and after drifting away and not talking to each other for a few years, i went to him after being assaulted. i told him everything. and he believed me–he was the one who listened when i felt like no one else was. he offered me that shoulder. he understood and was there with me, through thick and thin.

and at the end of our senior year, through many tears, we said our goodbyes.

i’ve never felt more empty without someone ever.

(p.s. this made me just text him) 

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

yes ofc haha

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

……ya don’t drag me tho. u woulda too

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

a long time ago, yes

108. What should you be doing?

i legit should be asleep and i’m not……

109. Is something irritating you right now?

there’s a sore pain in my left shoulder–probably from knots in the muscle. i can’t do much about it.

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

ohhhh, boy. yes.

111. Do you have trust issues?

wasn’t this at the beginning

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

amanda that one time we watched that video of stevie and lindsey crying while performing “say goodbye”

113. What was your childhood nickname?

KP, KP Duty, Kales

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

yeah thank god

115. Do you play the Wii?

i don’t own one, but when the opportunity presents itself for mariokart or just dance, i’m there

116. Are you listening to music right now?

ya, hey girl by lady gaga ft. florence is on rn

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

i don’t eat chicken

118. Do you like Chinese food?

chinese food makes me feel bloated and gassy and it smells that way too even though it smells good so i’ll probably have to decline and say no, i do not really care for it

119. Favourite book?

harry potter and y&b

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

it depends on how dark it is and if im alone or not

121. Are you mean?

everyone’s a little mean

122. Is cheating ever okay?

cheating is wrong, always. but if an instance happens where someone kisses another individual spontaneously, they have two ways they can clear themselves up from it: don’t do it again and tell your partner that it happened. do not get upset if they’re not happy with you/leave you, because you’ve done them wrong. or, if you’ve done it with an individual that you have fallen or are already in love with, then you should leave your partner immediately.

sleeping with someone is not okay. if you have sex with someone else, then you should tell your partner and don’t get mad when they leave you. if you love the other person, then leave your partner for them.

and always tell the truth.

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

someone asked me this today, actually. bizarre. i’d like to think so. i don’t go through huge measures to keep them clean–i just don’t drag them in the dirt.

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

yes. of course.

125. Do you believe in true love?

yes. you can fall in love with people. you can always be happily in love multiple times in your life. a true love, however, is the one that meant the most.

paul mccartney? he’s married, but his true love was linda. lindsey buckingham? he’s also married, but his true love is stevie and even he does not deny that. stevie nicks? she’ll deny it all she wants, but we all know, including herself and lindsey, that lindsey is also her true love. troy and gabriella? we all know the answer.

true love is real.

126. Are you currently bored?

clearly since i’ve spent like. three hours working on this jesus fuck

127. What makes you happy?

music, people, family, and life.

128. Would you change your name?

i love my name. it was my mother’s gift to me when she brought me into this little world. i am blessed to have a mother that i love so much and that loves me so much. when i think it, i think of her and her silly story of how she came up with it. i identify with it strongly for this reason–it is a constant connection to my mother.

the only thing i’m actually planning is to add the middle name “jane”, as my mother has always calls me by “kaeli jane”. she wishes she thought of that before she named me, as she loves it so much more now.

129. What your zodiac sign?

capricorn

130. Do you like subway?

this is so vague. the restaurant? the transportation?

i’m don’t particularly care for either one. mixed feelings.

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-TE_Ys4iwM

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

this is another repeat

@stevieselectricskillet

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

And he was just like a great dark wingWithin the wings of a stormI think I had met my match

He was singing and undoing the laces

134. Can you count to one million?

what kind of question is this

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

any post with mclennon that i make is a dumb ass lie

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed

137. How tall are you?

5 feet tall :/

138. Curly or Straight hair?

my hair is normally straight but sometimes some of the front strands just naturally have banana curls and i don’t understand how it happens but also im not complaining

139. Brunette or Blonde?

brunette my friend

140. Summer or Winter?

i always used to say winter and then winter always comes and i always want to die so summer

141. Night or Day?

night

142. Favourite month?

december because im narcissistic and love my birthday month the best

september is also a good month. lots of good songs about it and also a very lucky month for me in the past

143. Are you a vegetarian?

i only eat turkey when i have to eat meats (i.e. being home with my parents for a week, when the vegetarian options at my school are heavily cream based, as i am lactose intolerant, etc.) but i typically choose not to eat meat

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

dark chocolate

145. Tea or Coffee?

coffee in the morning and tea at night

146. Was today a good day?

sure, i suppose

147. Mars or Snickers?

mars

148. What’s your favourite quote?

“I take back like half of the exclamation points.....they make me look....eager to please. Which I AM....but I don’t want anyone to KNOW that” - Carrie Fisher

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

yes omg

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“The months March, April, May, June, and July should not be abbreviated when used to indicate a specific date.”