#deeplyflxwed

[quarryhag]

@deeplyflxwed​​ wanted # 2 for the spotify wrapped!  Green eyes - JOSEPH

Jocks weren’t Dylan’s type. In friends, in love, in.. well, anything really. Call it pride, if you wanted. That wasn’t to say that Nate hadn’t gotten under his skin. Typically, he tried to fly under the radar when it came to this crowd, but of course, you show up to a party and before you know it, you’re stuck in a room with one of the few people who towered over him- menacingly so. Dylan should have seen the red lights, the stop, ‘do not pass go’ energy that was radiating from the nearly deserted kitchen, but he proceeded anyway and without much caution. 

Be cool, Dylan. He thinks to himself as he sees the state that Nate’s in. It didn’t help that Dylan had had a few drinks already, so the filter and protective wall he usually kept up were already weak. “Rough night, champ?” He questions, his usual cadence not slowed at all with the influence of alcohol. 

[pcrfectstorms]

deeplyflxwed asked: [  ELEVEN  ] :  “ we can’t do this again. ” (for sweets)

MEME: complicated feels dialogue prompts FROM: @deeplyflxwed​ STATUS: accepting!

         It wasn’t the first time, and he’s almost certain it wouldn’t be the last. He’s heard it before, the shame that creeps over him in the wake of what they’ve just done, Sweet Pea would be lying if he said he hadn’t felt like that too, after the first time he hooked up with a guy, so he gets it, the shame and guilt that he’d doubled down on himself in the past. It’s not gay, if you top, had been Matra for so long he’d almost believed it. Eyes roll at Nate’s words and he shrugs, “Yeah, and you said that the last time too, pretty boy.” a coy little smirk curves on his mouth, because he knows it’s only a matter of time until the initial shame washes away, until Nate is back blowing up his phone, looking for another little fix.

        That was the fun part about hooking up with straight boys, it made the back and forth, i love you, i hate you, spiel all that more enticing. And maybe there was something to unpack there, some deep-seated belief that this was all he deserved, but that was a conversation for another day. Right now, his attention focused solely on Nate, he’s shaking his head, inching closer, hands on his waist, pulling him in, their height almost a match, tongue running the length of his lip, not breaking eye contact, oh he was baiting him, testing, and teasing - seeing if there is really any conviction behind his words. “shame, you looked so pretty on your knees for me, you’re loss, princess...but you know none of your little cheer leaders are gonna ruin you like I do.”

[insatiablemuses]

@deeplyflxwed​ asked: [  LIBRARY  ]

It had started off innocent enough, just sitting in the library at free period to waste some time. But things escalated between them like they always did. A quick kiss to the cheek, turned into a hand on the thighs and teasing touches, before the pair were going off to find somewhere more private. Her hand held tightly onto his as she dragged him off, her eyes glancing around briefly to make sure nobody was looking at them. She found a spot and that’s how they had been spending the last five minutes, her back pressed against the stacks as they made out.

A soft, breathless giggle leaves the blonde, her head resting back against the bookshelf to give him room to explore her exposed neck as she tries to catch her breath. “We’re going to probably get caught,” she points out, fingers gripping tightly at his shirt to keep him close. It was clear that, despite her words, she wasn’t really making any attempt to stop. A mid day make-out session in the library seemed like just the things to help her finish the rest of the day. Besides, this spot was so hidden in the back, in between the non-fiction and periodical sections, that nobody ever stumbled upon, it was almost like it was designed with something like this in mind. Typically, she wouldn’t care at all if they got caught, but after the incident at the beach where their parents were called, she knew if they ended up in the principal’s office, their parents really wouldn’t approve of what was going on between them. She knew his dad already hated her, but her parents at least didn’t mind him at this point in time. But that could change if they got anymore calls.

[chingonaclawsarchive]

@deeplyflxwed​.  nate.

          “Well well if it isn’t my friendly neighborhood jock.” Laura taunts, opening her doorway further. “You came at the right time, Mom ‘n Pop are gone for the weekend but -- what the hell are you doing here, Jacobs? Don’t you have some amazing party to go or some shit?” 

[legacytaughtarchived]

@deeplyflxwed :    ‘ no offense. you’re good, but you’ll never be better than me, ’ sparring / training ; always accepting.

    𝗼𝗻𝗲  𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗰𝘆  𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆  𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱  𝘄𝗮𝘀  𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱,    they  thrived  on  it  in  a  way  that  was  probably  not  healthy.    so  many  people  looked  at  them  and  just  shrugged  them  off,  only  standing  at  about  five  foot  three  and  didn't  look  that  muscular,  they  were  a  sleeper  hit  kind  of  person.    and  yet,  they  loved  the  look  on  the  person's  face  when  they  proved  that  they  were  not  someone  to  be  messed  with.    that  they  were  a    multi - time  champion    for  a  reason.    just  because  they  hadn't  been  here  since  the  start  didn't  mean  that  they  were  someone  to  be  overlooked.    mercy  didn't  brag  about  their  skills  or  their  different  champion  titles,  they  let  their  skill  on  the  mat  do  all  the  talking  and  clearly  this  guy  needed  a  lesson  in  the  best  way  possible.

    "    𝗼𝗵  𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆?    𝘆𝗼𝘂  𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝘁𝗼  𝗯𝗲  𝗮𝗹𝗹  𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁  𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹  𝘁𝗼  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁?    "    mercy  asked  with  a  smirk,  turning  away  from  the  training  dummy  to  face  him.    nate  jacobs  clearly  thought  he  was  some  big  hot  shot  and  they  couldn't  wait  to  make  him  absolutely  eat  his  words,    "    what  you  do  think?    tournament  style  fight?    best  out  of  three?    i'm  sure  sensei  silver  would  be  happy  to  referee  and  maybe  the  others  could  learn  something,    "    mercy  suggested,  knowing  that  they  hadn't  exactly  had  an  opportunity  to  prove  to  anyone  from  cobra  kai  why  silver  had  brought  them  all  the  way  from  new  york,    "    unless  you're  all  talk  and  just  attempting  to  intimidate?    "

[talesofluke]

@deeplyflxwed like for a starter!

That Luke, always in a hurry, but never paying attention to where he's going. As he rounds a corner, his shoulder collides into another's- much more firm -shoulder. This collision causes the strangers drink to go flying out of their hand. Thankfully, the spill is contained to the sidewalk, but unfortunately, their drink was ruined. "Oh- fuck," He breathed out. "Shit, I'm sorry- let me- Let me buy you another....?" He makes a vague motion towards the mess on the ground.

[awalkoflife-arc]

a closed starter for @deeplyflxwed​​ / alaska’s favourite bad boy.

She’s experiencing a moment of quiet reflection, sitting by the lake with no one around, but nature. Alaska exhales and a breath of smoke departs from her lips, as though it’s almost grateful to have escaped. Here, she can smoke in peace, away from the prying eyes and the judgement, free from the authoritative gaze that she hated so much. There’s a bonfire party that’s currently underway. It’s on the other side of the reservoir, but from this distance, she can’t even hear it. There’s live music - some corny, country band - an abundance of s’mores and when it gets dark, there’ll be a firework display, yet she’s not interested in any of it. Her social battery is drained, she’s tired and right now, there’s only one other place she would rather be. Her thoughts travel to him; to the comfort he can provide without even having to try. Nate Jacobs is her anchor --- he brings her back to the surface when it feels like she’s drowning, he helps ground her when life gets overwhelming and sometimes, he helps her simply just to breathe. He’s the one person who she suspects might be able to see right through her, a thought which is both terrifying and thrilling. At Culver Creek, he’s the guy every girl wants to be with and she’s the girl everyone wants to be. It’s a fucking cliche, really. Alaska knows this. But their friendship isn’t. He’s her safe space, the person that’s outgrown the jock status and privileged rich kid persona that was immediately attached to him. Without Nate, she’s not so sure she would be sitting here right now. Greener pastures were calling to her, but what could possibly be greener than the boy who silenced all of her troubles with a single smile?

[moonshinaes]

could we not do this right now? my family is in the other room , @deeplyflxwed​​

well . if that didn't hurt her feelings , she didn't know what did . shivani peels herself away from him , chewing down on her lower lip , wondering what to say , what to do . it's like a repetitive moment for her -- even so , she's trying her best to show off her positive nature , but can't . it's like his words hurt her feelings , majorly . & of course , it lays that question in her head , why is she still associating herself with him if he's like this ? nonetheless , she shakes her head from that thought , with an uneven smile forming on her lips -- as if it were her fault for invading his personal space . " i'm . . " shivani lets out for a moment , deep breath before she's attempting to calm herself down , gathering the perfect words in her head , hoping she isn't being too apologetic . " i can try to be more quiet , " she lets out , feeling her own heart beat as loud as it can , with the slight feeling of being awkward , or embarrassing , for him , at least .

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@deeplyflxwed​ asked: ❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜ //  for jules!

Jules stared Nate down with a stunned frown. Despite the apology, he showed, clearly that he didn’t understand exactly what he’d done. She spent a large portion of her life terrified and fighting just to be who she was--he’d hated her for that. Her throat went dry, all words lost. 

She swallowed and stepped back reflexively. When her voice finally found her again, the words cracked. “Nate--it’s way more than my feelings. Like, you blackmailed me. You threatened my future.” She shook her head. He had no self-awareness. At one point, she’d hoped that he did, that her words from the night of the carnival would eventually sink in.

“There’s no fucking excuse for that!”

[fatestricken]

                    ❛   I’M   COMIN’   !   ❜    CANDIE   SHOUTS   from   her   place   in   the   bathroom   where   she’s   applying   the   last   of   her   mascara   before   she   jogs   to   the   living   room   to   sweep   up   her   bag   in   her   arms   and   head   for   the   door .     it’s   her   first   date   with   nate   tonight   and   ,   to   say   that   she’s   excited   would   be   a   massive   understatement .     stops   in   front   of   the   door   ,   taking   a   deep   breath   to   calm   herself   ,   before   she   swings   open   the   door   with   one   of   her   signature   megawatt   smiles   upon   her   face   ,    ❛   well   ,   look   atcha   ...   lookin’   all   handsome .   ❜    sometimes   ,   her   southern   accent   makes   her   self   conscious .     but   ,   she   thinks   it   adds   to   her   charm   in   this   particular   situation .

@deeplyflxwed​​    //    shippy   sc .

[pcrfectstorms]

@deeplyflxwed​ gets a 90′s AU starter from jade!

       THERE’S NOWHERE ELSE SHE’D RATHER BE on a Saturday afternoon than at the arcade with her friend, strawberry slurpee in hand, watching as Sofia thrashes her pinball score “𝙰𝚠, 𝚌’𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐!” she laughs eyes rolling as her high scores beat, but she can feel someone watching her, call it a sixth sense, but she could feel eyes on her,  spinning around real quick as if to catch the suspect in the act only to come face to face with Nate Jacobs, which garners another eye roll, what did he want? Just as her friend excused herself to go to the bathroom and to get them more quarters, leaving JB with Nate. Fucking perfect, she thinks, eyes running over him, shit he was tall, looking up at him as she leans back against the pinball machine, nonchalant as she sips on her slurpee, her tongue strained bright red with the dye.

          “𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚜? 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜, are you lost 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢?” she teases, a grin picking up on the corners of her mouth.  She’s sure it's Sofia he was looking to bother, since she figures Sofia more his type, hot, cheerleader -- JB more the type to piss him off, and frankly, she liked it that way - even if he was annoyingly attractive in that way dumb jocks always were, although she’d never admit that.

[insatiablemuses]

@deeplyflxwed​

This parent-teacher night had been a lot more time consuming and stressful then she had thought. She had so many meetings with parents that she had lost track, but she couldn’t complain too much. In terms of her students, they all behaved pretty well for her class so she didn’t have to have the dreaded talk with parents that they were failing or disrupting the class when they came to her. She enjoyed teaching, seeing how excited some of the kids got when they came to her class and teaching them how wonderful art could be, but sometimes she longed for the old days. Going off and travelling, creating her own art, just having fun. She felt like she was in a bit of a rut as of late. Everybody said she should be happy with her life though. She was still young, consider to be attractive, and would be getting married. But she felt too confined some days, and she couldn’t stand that. With a tired sigh, she sits herself down at her desk and stretches her arms high above her head, her cropped oversized sweater lifting and exposing a bit of her stomach.

Hearing a noise at the door brings her out of her thoughts. She was expecting to see maybe another teacher or the principal checking in to see how her meetings had gone, but her eyes land on a new face. She was sure she knew all her student’s parents. She had met a lot of them over the past few months during school events, so she wasn’t sure who he was. “Oh, hi. I’m sorry, It thought I had seen everybody,” she chuckles, standing up from her chair. She moves around her desk, putting on a smile as she smooths out her skirt a bit. “I’m Selene Smythe... I don’t think we’ve met before.” She would have remembered him, she was sure of that. He was tall and handsome, two things that she never forgot about a man.

[chingonaclawsarchive]

@deeplyflxwed ( x. )

The way his fingertips press and yet his hands caress cause a light gasp to lift, warm breath flipping from her open lips. Teenage infatuation and sexual appetite seething, she'd given into it before and she struggles not to give into it yet again. "How'd I know you'd know that shit?" she whispers, eyes fiery as they land upon his. Once again, she fully straddles him, removing her blouse, exposing her red bra of choice. "You want me to shut up?" she muses, pressing herself against him relentlessly, this time there is no coyness, Laura fully expresses her lust. She leans in, brushing her mouth against his, tongue leaving a sweet haze against his lower lip before she nibbles, with a playfulness. "Make me." Laura issues. "Or," she raises her brows and provides a smile. "You could make me moan for you." she moves her lips to his ear, suckling at his lobe and whispers: "That's what you really want."

[resurrectedicon]

@deeplyflxwed​    -    [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did 

hazel eyes  snap up  hearing a laugh directed at her and  anger  comes to her features  quickly.  as if he had  never  seen someone  drop shit  before.  arms cross tightly over her chest and a loud  huff  falls from her lips before she looks from her stuff on the floor to the other.    “ oh you think this is  funny ? “    if looks could  kill  he would have been  dead  the second madison made eye contact with him.    “ why don’t you  come over here  and pick up this shit ? “

[jadedembers]

@deeplyflxwed​ asked: ❝ i’m not sure it’s a good thing we met. ❞

❝What makes you say that?❞ Allie asked, looking up at the other.  ❝Sure, neither of us are perfect people, but that doesn’t mean it has to be all bad, right?❞ she questioned, furrowing her brow as she tried to think and really process what Nate was saying.

[moonshinaes]

“we aren’t friends. friends don’t do this kinda thing.” / @deeplyflxwed​​

friends don't do this kinda thing -- it's all that needed to be repeated in their head as they're looking at him , feeling their heart beat -- nearly humiliated . charlie's silent , studying , though , being very careful as to not let him in , considering most . they're settling , sitting down on their bed , a light sigh leaving their lips , CONFLICTED , some would say . if they weren't FRIENDS , then why the need to do what they just did ? doesn't make any sense , seeing how it's NATE JACOBS in front of them . " then , why ? " is all that comes out , wondering if it was just some ploy to get back at his ex , or for his own enjoyment . they feel ashamed , all of the above as they're trying not to say anything they'd regret . " if we aren't friends , then what the FUCK are we ? "