#gotta blast

[alexihawleys]

Chenford + what if we don't work?

Lucy whispers it against his chest as he trails his fingers along the curve of her shoulder, her skin warm beneath his hand. Tim shuts his eyes and swallows, the candlelight creating a soft haze he can still feel even from behind closed lids. "What do you mean?"

She adjusts, moving in closer to him. She hitches her thigh over his leg and presses her lips to his chest. He rumbles, soft and slow, appreciatively, then dips his fingers into her hair further, still lazy and dazed with afterglow. "I mean, what if we don't work? Now that we know," she trails her big toe along his calf gently, and he can feel the smile on her lips pressing against his pec, "all of it. What do we do, then?"

Tim exhales in thought, swallowing at the tail end and shrugging his shoulder carefully. He wraps his arm tight around her and pulls her into his side. He doesn't want to think about the idea that this won't work, but she's right: they should probably have at least an idea for what happens if they don't. They should have contingency plans. He feels a buzzing beneath his skin at the idea that she may have learned to do that from him – that he's the thing her instincts are telling her to make contingency plans for. "I would just like to state for the record, if I have anything to say about it: we're going to work."

She hums quietly, smiling, burying her face into his chest for a long few moments. "I know," she rests her chin against his chest and he opens his eyes, looking down at her, taking it all in. She's smiling up at him with her hair mussed and her cheeks warm, candlelight pooling around her in a soft, ebbing glow. One of her hands is splayed over his side, the other arm extended up, her fingers tracing lightly over his neck. "I'm talking...out of our control, it's impossible for us to change things without completely altering the fabric of our lives, lives are on the line kind of thing."

He laughs, low and soft. "Lucy Chen and her hypotheticals," he murmurs, knowing full well this is more than just a hypothetical, but refusing to acknowledge it. They've been playing fast and loose with the rules and regulations of Mid-Wilshire, something that has his stomach twisting in knots day in and day out even though she's worth it in a way he didn't even understand the first time he said it. "Alright," he rumbles, tapping his finger against her forearm gently, once, twice, three times. "Let's say something happens and we can't. I...don't stop caring about you," he raises his brow. "Do you stop caring about me?"

Lucy presses her lips together. "Never," she shakes her head, her teeth digging into her lower lip.

He nods softly, glancing around the darkened room in thought. It occurs to him, absently, that he needs to talk her into getting a sturdier bed. "We wait," he murmurs, after a long few minutes. Lucy looks at him, confused. "We wait for it to work. We try to find a way to make it work, because I'm not," he bites down on the inside of his cheek, looking down at her, meeting her eye. He holds her gaze, raising his brow as he lets out a soft, almost embarrassed laugh. "I'm not giving you up, Lucy. We make it work, because there's...no other way."

He thinks she may deflate a little – because she loves her hypotheticals, because she wants him to think outside the box with her, because they should probably know the answer to this question that's a little less hypothetical than either of them want to believe – and he pulls her all the way on top of him to thwart some of the fall out.

Instead, her face is soft as she gently slides up his body, her chest pressed into his, her hands flat against his neck as she stares down at him. Her voice is so light when she speaks that he thinks he might be imagining it before he sees her lips moving. "There's no other way?"

Tim swallows, shaking his head just once. "There's no other way," he repeats. "It's just me and you, now."

Lucy lets out a strangled sound he wants to hear again and finds his lips with her own, kissing him slowly, making his mind go blank and his arms go numb. When she pulls back, breathing still heavy and heart still pounding, she presses her face into his neck, kissing his skin softly.

She doesn't say it, but he feels it clear as day: tap, tap, tap against his neck with her thumb. He trails his hand along the curve of her waist slowly, deliberately, hoping he isn't imagining it. He taps his index, middle, and ring finger against her skin in a slow, clear succession.

They're not ready to say it, but they both know what it means.

Lucy lifts her head from his neck, pressing her forehead to his. "It's just me and you, now," she breathes against his mouth, and he catches her lips in another kiss before she can come up with something else to say.

[munsuneddie]

just thinkin about sneaking into eddie’s room in the middle of the night while he’s fast asleep. his half covered body sprawled in the middle of the bed, head turned to one side, mouth slightly ajar. tiptoeing over to him, trying to softly climb into bed with him, your body freezing midair when he stirs a little. finally deciding, fuck it, and completely lying down next to him and using his left arm as a pillow. feeling your hair tickle his skin, eddie would flutter his eyes open, meeting your gaze.

“mm? what’s wrong, princess?” his words come out raspy and laced with sleep, pulling your body flush against his. “couldn’t sleep?” when eddie’s thought is confirmed with a nod, he presses a soft kiss to your cheek and snakes his arms around your waist, bringing you impossibly closer.

breathing in his familiar scent and feeling his warm skin against yours, you could already feel yourself drifting off. your arms wrap around the ones circling your waist, humming when eddie’s face nuzzles into your neck and presses another soft kiss there. “better?” he whispers, chuckling softly when you shhh him. “m’kay, sweet baby. get some sleep.”

you fall asleep in his arms; the steady rhythm of his breath at your ear and the weight of him around you putting you entirely at ease. just like it did every night before, and every night after.

[smallgronk]

AAHHHHHHHH I WAS ABOUT TO CUM DAMNIT WHY DID MY VIBRATOR DIE AHAHDJAGCBXNZBSBXNKDNSBSBSD. I can't wait until my plug in one gets here 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[asteroidaffection]

thinking about cockwarming again :/

[sidetongue]

his uber is here 

[ohlovxr]

not me thinking about layla n marc being the new couple that moves in next door, all unreasonably attractive and inappropriately flirty with you

[coffeeshib]

that "Lena is good at giving head" line i-

lena luthor, the face of someone who gives good head—

[froggywentaprincin]

Hopper in Here Comes Cupid pt11.

[togetherhearted]

Fulminis

[iamwizzzz]

i’m having so many manic thoughts right now

[wall-maria-around-ba-sing-se]

I just watched a 3 and a half hour youtube video retrospective on Jimmy Neutron so if I suddenly start posting about it, you know what kickstarted the current hyperfixation

[conqueeftador]

[csashton]

those redbulls really embodied jimmy neutron

[sidetongue]

later gator 

[constellations-and-energy]

beep boop

[daenerys-targaryen]

OMG ITS WINONA WEDNESDAY