#fuuhhhhck

[dragqueenpentheus]

three hours left till therapy can time PLEASE move a little faster

[synnzzz]

fuuhhhhck

[keereejou]

oH babY!!!!

FUCK YEAH, FuUHHHHCK YEAAAAH

YES YES YEs yes? YES!

OughhhHhhhhhHHHHH

i made a grill cheese :)

[steponmepinkjun]

Hi today I am thinking of this song playing while Asra's eyes glow with power and rage and being horny and in love about it

[the-iris-of-goostly]

Oh Well, (original writing)

AN: This is not what I expected to happen, I’d started with a generic writing prompt that sounded pretty fun and just went waaaaaay off course with it. not to mention it’s double the size I expected it to turn out to be. Anyway, this is unedited/beta-ed and I’m about to go to sleep so enjoy this beautiful mess (the past tense of all of the narration is intentional BTW, I may decide to fix it later though if I find it annoying when reading it over and editing).

I fumbled with the handle of the door but it was locked, I dunno why, I don't remember locking it up. I thought I'd left it unlocked 'cause my keys aren't on me. Oh well, I smoothed my hand across the top of the door frame, looking for the key but it wasn't there, weird. The garage door's still busted so I could probably get through there. I fell over the wooden railing of the porch and onto the rose bush, mom'd pry be mad at me if she saw, hope it wasn't too bad. I checked my shirt for holes, it got a big one up the side, broke skin a little too. I touched it and it stung. I would bandage it up once I got inside. The garage door, that's right. I walked over to the garage and tugged up at the second indent from the bottom, it ran up with nearly no effort on my part, I wasn't expecting it and fell on my ass. I flopped back onto the driveway, then lifted my head to rub at its back where I'd smacked it against the concrete. I left my hand under my head and relaxed my neck, I allowed my head fall back against my hand. I looked at the stars and thought only about how much I should have admired their beauty. My hand began to feel stiff so I flexed my fingers slightly and felt an almost crunchy sticky feeling. I sat up and moved my hand away from my head feeling a few stands of hair pull away with it. I brought my hand up to my face and smelt it but didn't smell anything so decided to lick it, it tasted like iron and a hair stuck to my tongue. I licked around my mouth trying to locate the hair and when I did I reached in and attempted to grab it. It got away so I repeated the process. after the second failed attempt I gave up and attempted to swallow it. I half succeeded, what felt like approximately an inch of the hair went down my throat, the remainder of it had somehow managed to wrap around one of my teeth. I skimmed my tongue over my teeth and felt the hair wrapped around one of my bottom molars. I pushed at it in attempt to loosen the grip with which it held to my tooth. in doing so I managed to pull on what of the hair was down my throat, tickling the tissue it came into contact with and causing me to vomit down my chest. I rubbed at the liquid on my chest instinctively before pulling my hand away in disgust. Glaring down at the mess on my chest that I could barely tell was multicolor in the light from the neighbor's porch even with the context of the sweet taste in my mouth and the memory of the gummy worms I'd purchased after leaving the club. I removed my shirt quickly before the vomit cooled and threw it onto the grass next to the driveway. in the back of my mind, I hoped that the silk would remain intact through the stomach acid but knew it to be unlikely. I laid back against the cool concrete, which felt somewhat sticky against my hair but I didn't care, I crossed my arms over my chest and closed my eyes, falling into a shallow sleep... I woke to sirens that sped down the road before turning toward me and stopped in front of me with a light which shone through my eyelids. Soon after the light became brighter, I opened my eyes wondering what was happening. The sound of the siren stopped but the car still had blue and red swirling on top of it. I heard a door open and slam, followed by a sigh. "what're you doing out here, ya know ya don't live here no more. Really covered in blood an' ya shirt off. what the hells wrong with ya." "What'd you mean I don't live here? Mom said I could move back in like, months ago dude." "Yeah, but that was before the foreclosure and her getting committed or don't you remember, you need to go to the looney bin too kid?" Oh, that's right... "Fuuhhhhck." "Hey, watch your language son! Now c'mon, I'll take you to the station, get ya cleaned up and put some coffee in ya and get ya back to your place." Why'd this happen, "I don't wanna go to the station, just take me home!" "Sorry son, can't do that, Mrs.Tran called all worried and kicked up a stink and you know how she is. If this doesn't at least go on your record she's gonna make it everyone's problem, and I know ya don't want that to happen just to get an hour of extra sleep tonight." why is she always such a hard ass? "It might have something to do with what happened between you and her husband but that's nona-my business." ... "Did I say that out loud or can you read minds?" "you said it out loud." ... "okay but just to be safe: whad'm I thinking right now?" "I don't know 'cause I can't read minds" ..-"Fine, but if I find out you're lying to me I'll never forgive you or trust you again. If you fess up now I might forgive you though." "I don't got a thing to fess up to. now come-on, up in in the car before I gotta cuff ya." "Geeze fine," I attempted to stand and stumbled toward the passenger side door. "oh no ya don't, in the back kid. I'm not geddin' in trouble with the chief just so you can have a comfy ride." I groaned, "Fine have it your way," stumbled to the back door of the cruiser, tugged on the handle, and collapsed onto the seat, eyes closed. I heard the front door open and close followed by a seat belt clicking, jingling keys, an engine turning, and beeping. "doors gotta shut before we can go anywhere and the sooner we go the sooner you're home." I reached for the door and slammed it shut. "Come-on, seat belt too, I'm not your nanny." "exactly, you ain't my nanny so shuddup and drive." "fine, it was worth a shot though" he muttered as we moved backward out of the driveway.