#idk where the bonnie and clyde thing came from

[wastemanjohn]

Dadfucker friday word prompt ask: write a little something using "wire(s)", "end", and "walk". 👀💘

The moon cut a sharp crescent, and there was blood around his daughter's mouth.

He didn't think she realized it was there when she climbed into his lap and licked her lips, in that really practiced way that would have unsettled him once, but now just made those crossed-wrong wires in his head spark out loud; and with the snare drum adrenaline of a fresh kill there was no place for shame, John couldn't hear his moral compass over the thunder-thrum of his pulse anyways; so he sat back on the Impala's hood and he let his sweet little Deanna into his lap, let her come to him as she was, panting and wide eyed as she was, and his hands swallowed up her little hips as he hauled his girl closer, chest-to-chest, crotch-to-crotch, maybe a little rough about it, but Deanna was never bothered - and John could feel the primitive high of the hunt hot on her body under her clothes, and Deanna's mouth was open and her eyes flared in the moonlight and those uneven breaths led and tempted him, they had his mouth rough and seeking on hers, tasting that blood, copper-bitter, still-warm, still-wet, and fuck, that taste on his girl drove him wild; thinking of the witch corpse in the trunk with her intestines showing and her head half-severed drove him utterly fucking batshit insane, because Deanna had done that, John had watched her kneel on the old hag's chest and go to town with that knife she likes with the rose detail on the handle, and John hadn't even needed to help; and the memory illuminated John's pride all over again, or maybe just helped his cock fatten up even more, it was hard to know, hard to distinguish, because watching Deanna kill was terrifying and hot as hell; so John held those hips and he thrust up hard against his daughter, caught her frantic whine in his throat, hissed himself for the layers of cotton and denim and the friction that sparked all the way up to his guts, for the anticipation of it, how fucking wet Deanna was going to be for him, for this, for the blood and the blade and the chaos-enjoyment of it; and when she broke the kiss her plump lips were slack and wet with it, and she was gasping "Daddy," frayed porno timbre, and John tangled his fingers up in sticky-bloody hair and ran his tongue over those sticky-bloody lips and he said,  "mm, my little girl needs her Daddy bad, huh?" because it was so fucking dirty and it tasted rotten and good in John's mouth; and a sighed "fuck, yeah" in response, and for a moment everything was still; and he saw Deanna's eyes dial back a shade, midnight dark, watched her walk her bloody little bitten down fingers up his chest and bite her lip all slow and coy; and she was so pretty, she looked delicate and manic all at once under that sharp moonlight, and fuck, John made this wild thing, this creature -

but she was so close, and she was all John had left in the world; and those crossed-mixed-up wires in his head were short-circuiting as his girl took off that tiny blood-spattered top, when did she start hunting in crop tops and miniskirts and why did John never say anything about it, and her bare tits were the most perfect John had ever seen, and he nipped at her throat and told her so; and Deanna rolled her hips and whined loud and needy, "Daddy, cmon," and that flushed John's veins like an opiate; and his head was swimming and his body was so fiercely awake as he growled and rolled and shifted, clumsy until Deanna was on her back, laid out on that hood beneath him, spread and wanton and begging for it; and when John leaned over her she smelled like sweat and hot metal and death; and John shuddered, felt her ankles cross around him, her boots dig into the small of his back as he leaned down to kiss her again, grunted for the way she clamped her thighs around his waist and tugged on his hair, and he blindly fumbled with belt and zipper and fuck his cock felt like a rocket about to go off, those little hands in his hair, those hands that could kill just the way her Daddy taught her, his cock hot and iron hard in his own killer's hand, a few indulgent strokes, like satin over steel; and he bit down on her lower lip, and she retaliated by scratching the nape of his neck, as he fumbled more, between Deanna's legs, ungainly hike of skirt, push aside of panties, and Deanna was panting, panting, "c'mon," and John gritted his teeth, held her down at her hip and pushed the head of his cock against glorious slick plump folds and sucked in a breath of dewy night air and pressed his forehead against his daughter's, needy for him and panting like that, wild, insane -

And all the things that felt pushed back and quiet tapped at the edge of his consciousness for a moment. And John thought that, not so long ago, this bloody half-naked creature spread out and wet for him was his little princess; she was sweetness and innocence, and John was scared about that, he was scared for Deanna with her pigtails and her stuffed bears and her little girl laugh, how at odds her lightness was with the world he knew; but that was a whole different world. That straight, human world was a cakewalk compared to the one he'd had to bring Deanna up in, and her lightness had been gone a lot longer than John ever had it. And John could've - he could have tried to preserve it. It was his job, as her father, to try to keep some of it at least, because God, the look in her eyes when she stabbed that witch, the determined, hungry look in her eyes now - John was weak for it, and it ultimately didn't matter if he liked things this way or not. It was what it was, and having Deanna this way sure was better than being in this alone, not just the hunting in itself, but God, the way it made you feel too-big-too-much for yourself afterwards - and if he wished things were different, then well - Deanna was grown now and she had her hands twisted up in his shirt, and John was slack-jawed and inebriated for the heat of her soft wet cunt against his bare cock, and as she grit out "Daddy, now," husky, slutty, desperate, John didn't know what else he was supposed to do but give his little girl what she wanted - and that was pretty much the end of that.

[blkkizzat]

Happy Thursday 😊

Omggg i love that idea of reader being engaged maybe to Naoya (ik he nasty but him and his bleached hair and tight black shirt does things to me)

STOPPP THE PTSD I GOT FROM PLUG!CHOSO WAS SO DELICIOUSSSS like fr i need to send you a whole ass book report on how that fic made me see colors i didnt know existed because 😵‍💫 its my weakness when the angst only affects the male character and not the reader HDJSKSKA i been suffer too much in my life to want to read about a fictional me suffered so why not ruin a fictional man's life 🤷‍♀️ that fic came to me at a good time because honestly i was spiraling a bit over some fic i shldnt have read where reader was this pushover who got cheated on (and then threw her virginity to the man who cheated on her 💀)and i had to nope outta there so fast bc that personally aint for me, thats why im saying i looove your bimbo reader and like, she aint takin shit- she causing it 😂

Otaku!Gojo wasn't incel coded to me at all btw, in case i said smth that made you think otherwise 😭 he gen seemed like just his goofy ass self i love him so much. Also semi rare opinion but I like the virgin gojo fics because I really do think as much as gojo is such an extroverted little bug, he really does have his walls up on who he lets in emotionally 🥲 I feel like he might even have some internalized "well im not gonna date or fuck around because i dont want to drag anyone into my ugly world" hsjsjks idk i just feel like he might force himself to be lonely because he takes his responsibility seriously. Aughhhh, especially if he's in love with reader? I feel like man would be in the friendzone for years, be the best man at her wedding, and live and die loving herrrr 😭 im delulu but its just so loverboy gojo to me hehe. Also omg I have so many requests I wanna make before they close but honestly I'm secondhand exhausted from reading all the fics you already got going on LMAO

p.s your about the editor- ummmm excuse me???? YOU'RE SO GODDAMN PRETTY!!!! Like you gen have doe eyes and flawless skin I'm so jelly. Also i love the gloves w the dress 😍. You didn't ask but visually i would ship you with toji 😤 yall would have that bonnie and clyde hitman x bad bitch aesthetic going on !!

🍒 nonnie

🍒 nonny!!!! hi babes you doing good today???

LOL i totally feel you though, i wanna hate naoya so bad and then i be finding myself hate reading naoya x reader fics with a hand in my panties he's such a lil worm tho 😭

LMFAO listen i have that nicki quote in my m.list for a reason. tryna give these men trauma fr 😩. i want them absolutely SICK over us LOL! i totally get that, i hate when its a really well written fic too cause im like damn i wanna read more but i dont wanna be in my bed depressed tomorrow dkhsfliahsd.

but i feel like authors always come out a bit in our work, im definitely bimbo/brat reader. i do not take shit from these dudes irl so im not about to write reader getting cheated on or played unless reader is about to go scorched earth gone girl on their asses lmfao. like entire lives ruined lol.

also omg, yes, yes, yes. i totally agree about gojo. i actually think hes very emotionally stunted in canon, as its suggested by him, geto and sukuna in later chapters that being the strongest comes with isolation so growing up with so much expectations i feel as gojo sees himself as disconnected from others. in AUs i feel like this can manifest in him becoming more isolated. i almost feel like he's an extroverted introvert. that he probably feels more used to being isolated but still feels that need for connection. so yes friendzone for years. omg (not you making me feel bad for this man now lmfao).

You can make more if you want! like idk when im gonna get to everything cause im at the mercy of my adhd but honestly with all the fics i do have and these requests i think im pretty solid until the end of the year lmfaooo.

ALSO OMFGFGFGFGF you gonna make me cry whaaaat. tysm!! i went to a charity auction for my mba program. i work from home and im legit in a bonnet and an anime shirt 80% of the time so when i have the chance to glam up i really like to do that! ALSO WHAT!? GET OUT OF MY BRAIIIIN LOL!! So i thought of this one selfship, that i was going to make into toji x reader that was pretty much bonnie and clyde kinda relationship. but i didnt really know where the fic was going besides us causing general chaos and being super downbad for each other haha.

but omfg tsym for the long beautiful ask you're so sweet omfgbsjdbasdkj id die for you 🍒 anon you da best pookies!

[fandomtrashfox]

Batman Beyond fanfic idea: ‘Batman Beyond Human’

Basically a fanfic of Batman Beyond and Batman the animated series. Almost a crossover, I guess? I don’t know what you would call it tbh.

Idk, I had this idea and wanted to put it down somewhere and share ‘cuz I thought it was neat.

Not sure about trigger warnings? I don’t think there’s anything worth warning about tbh. I’ll edit though if anyone says it might need one.

(Read below)

Basically, Terry runs into a villain one night while dealing with what he thought was a normal case.

Perhaps he’s going after some thugs, who basically explain to him in a panic that the person their working for is someone who shouldn’t still be alive. Terry dismisses this, maybe give him a one liner about how he’s dealt with that type before. “Oh, have you now?” a vocie from the darkness. Then, from the shadows, comes BTAS Scarecrow.

Terry is horrified and shocked. Remembering very vividly Bruce describing someone like this from when he was Batman. He goes after him, unmasks him expecting to see a copycat, but he’s no imposter. He looks exactly like he did in BTAS even, not a grey hair in sight. Scarecrow manages to get away, but Terry is more than just a little confused.

What’s worse? During the fight, this Scarecrow manages to break Terry’s wrist simply be grabbing it. Certainly not something Scarecrow could’ve done before.

Bruce already knows about it, having seen someone that looks like Poison Ivy on the news.

They quickly realize just about the entire rogues gallery is back, all of them exactly like they were back in the day, with every memory and fully intact personalities...mostly. You see, some of them have some slight differences. Joker and Harley for instance. Somehow, for some reason, this Joker actually does love Harley and the two are pretty much partners in crime. (Bonnie and Clyde style.)

They confront another imposter in this city, a Batman clone, who, once Bruce appears on the scene, is far more willing to help them figure out what’s going on.

And during a fight with the clone Joker, something happens. Dramatic scene ensues, where Harley is caught in the face by a batarang. She gets up, only to see her reflection in a nearby window, with half of her face torn away, to reveal mech under her skin. It’s here we realize these clones are bio-mechanical copies of the old rogues. Harley panics, Joker realizes what just happened, and they both get away.

Bruce, Bio-mech Batman, and Terry all find out where the bio-mechs came from, while the bio-mech rogues also track down this place (Having woke up dropped in Gotham in random places initially.) Coming in from different areas.

They all find the woman responsible, a crazed scientist obsessed with the old stories and history of ‘The Batman’. The way she talks about him almost makes him seem more like a cryptid, and she explains that she did this to try and get his attention so he’d come back to his life of crime-fighting and put this ‘great value batman’ in his place (She’s talking about Terry.).

The bio-mech rogues and the three batmen all clash, only for the batmen to realize one thing they haven’t noticed until now: The bio-mechs are actually alive. They’re copies of the originals, but they’re also their own people, with emotions like a normal human being.

They all band together to defeat the mad scientist, stopping her plans and putting her in an Asylum. The bio-mechs, having realized now that they’re not the original criminals, aren’t quite sure what to do next, so they all go their separate ways to try and discover what’s next for themselves.

Maybe add an ending chapter involving bio-mech Harley and Joker revealing to the other rogues what happened. Everyone has varying reactions to the news, with many basically having an existential crisis over not being who they thought they were. Some going into denial because, for god’s sake, they remember everything! Even their childhood! But then they recognize a huge gap in their memory from before they popped up in this future Gotham.

Maybe, just maybe, even add a part where a small group of them goes to their supposed ‘graves’, only to discover, yeah, they’re there alright.

Then they all conspire to find whoever made them and get revenge for making them go through this awful shock. After all, why not just make them know they’re copies?

...Yeah, I just had that Idea and I really like it, haha.

[confusednarcissistwrites]

okok hi so basically I’ve been working on this lil blurb but idk I think maybe you might be much much better than me for it , ur writing slapssss, but basically it’s a Daniel Middleton piece based off the song Lost by frank ocean where the reader is part of their dealing ring and is in love w danny and gets too wrapped up in the business but danny is too busy with his crush on mckayla to notice ? Idk I know it’s super specific but just a thought I had

OKAY SO

I took a LOT of liberties with this request, but I did it for a reason. PLEASE WRITE THIS FIC. I guarantee that no one else could write it better than you, okay? Also, I’m SO sorry this took me ages to finish and apologies to all my other requests as well. I’m really going to try and get more work out to you guys in the next few weeks.

Alright, without further ado, I hope you enjoy this raunchy ass fic lmao

Third Wheel (D.M.)

(smut, angst, blood, violence, cheating, cursing)

The Bonnie and Clyde of Cape Cod.

You and Hunter Strawberry had been together for as long as anyone could remember. Even in elementary school, you two had reigned over your peers with an iron fist; no one fucked with either of you in fear of pissing off the other. As you both got older, your relationship progressed from a platonic partnership to a romantic one. This often entailed hot and heavy sightings at the drive-in, and mangled noses on faces of guys who decided to look at you just a little bit too long.

You had been happy. He was your constant. You both had an undying loyalty to each other as business partners and lovers.

But then came Danny Middleton.

Danny was a scrawny boy from nowhere who didn’t belong anywhere. Perhaps it was fate that he would meet Hunter that hideously hot day in 1991 in that little convenience store. People didn’t notice Danny until he started running around with Hunter.

You were hesitant, bitter even that Hunter let someone else on the team without talking to you first. You were more of a distributor than a seller, but you had thought you were more involved than to be excluded. The more you heard about Danny, the less Hunter asked you to make drop-offs. You felt you were getting wedged out.

The first time you met Danny was a whirlwind. He’d claimed a cousin of his had a hookup across town, but the rendezvous went south quickly. You vividly remember stepping in between the two, your fist meeting the side of the guy’s jaw with a sickening crack. He didn’t do much to fight back as he was pretty doped up, but you weren’t about to take any risks when he pulled a gun from his belt. Danny sat cornered and slack-jawed as he watched you wail on the man he’d been threatened by just moments before. Once you got him onto the ground, you knocked the pistol from his hand and straddled his middle, slamming the butt across his face. Adrenaline blurred your vision as blood splattered, your relentless attack not stopping until he quit moving. You lifted yourself up, meeting Danny’s terrified gaze for a brief moment before walking out of the house, him tailing behind you.

Hunter was furious when you both got back into the car. “What the fuck happened?” You were both visibly bloodied.

“I took care of it. Let’s go,” you replied calmly, handing him the piece. Hunter looked up at you and then at Danny in the back seat, handing him the gun wordlessly before speeding back to the garage.

When you got back, you sat up on the counter, your head back against the cupboards. Hunter dabbed at your swollen knuckles with a soapy cloth. “You okay, doll?” he asked quietly, looking up at you through his blonde lashes.

“Mhm,” you nodded, watching as he bandaged you up. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before helping you down and walking with you to the seating area where Danny was sat, his head in his hands still lost in thought. Hunter sat down on the sofa and you laid down with your head in his lap.

“You will never pull anything like that again. You hear me?” Hunter’s voice was calm and chilling. “Do you understand me?”

Danny nodded, standing up. “We’ll find another way.”

“Are you even fucking listening to me? I just said no-“

“No, look, you’re upset, I get it. But we’ll find a way to work this out if you just let me-“

“Drop it, Middleton. Go home.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, willing the pounding in your skull to ease. You listen as Danny walked out of the shop, the bell chiming above the door as he left.

“He’s reckless,” you mumbled, opening your eyes to look up at Hunter.

He just nodded, his fingers brushing over your collarbone as he stared into space in thought.

You didn’t like it. Nothing would change your mind. The business was for you and Hunter, and that was it. Danny was only trouble. And Hunter probably would have agreed with you if the next few days had played out differently.

••••••

In the course of a week, the group was making quadruple what you were before. Contacts were made, deliveries were driven, and money was counted in a circle every night, going three ways. It was the kind of summer we watched in movies, and now you were living the dream. The three of you spent evenings together getting high surrounded by cash; it was unreal. You all grew quite close through inebriated conversations about life and the world. You felt you could rely on either of them for anything you needed at any time.

It was because of this you didn’t speak up despite your growing insecurity in this situation. You’d felt Hunter rarely had time for you anymore, as though you were becoming a third wheel to him and Danny despite your relationship. But who were you to allow your insecurities to get in the way of the biggest break he’d had in his life? So you stayed quiet. Perhaps that was why the resentment building in you grew so poisonous.

You and Danny often jabbed at each other, usually scuffling over little bullshit that didn’t really matter. Hunter acted as a mediator when things got too heated, much to your irritation. He rarely defended you, sometimes even siding with Danny when he was feeling ballsy. You could feel the problems piling up. The rift between you and your boyfriend growing wider, and you couldn’t help but to notice that everything had been fine between you until little Middleton had shown up.

••••••

It was an especially hot August day when everything went to shit. It seemed everyone in town was a bit more irritable when the sun was beating down incessantly, an unbeatable oppressor. You could feel sweat against the small of your back, even as the wind whipped through your hair as Hunter drove across town with the top down. Danny was sprawled out in the backseat, his feet hanging over the rear passenger door. It irritated you to see him take up so much space like he owned the place. Granted, pretty much everything he did irritated you.

You arrived back at the shop, this week’s product in hand. You placed the duffle down on the coffee table, Hunter unzipping it and reaching in to retrieve an order he had to run. “I’ll be back in an hour. Try not to kill each other,” he called, hiding the weed in his bag and heading back out to the car. This wasn’t unusual, but Danny usually left right away, either running his own deliveries or just getting away from you. But today he lingered.

“Y/N, can I talk to you about something?” He sat on the arm of the couch while you fixed a pot of coffee, your back to him.

“Uh, sure?” you replied, not turning to face him. Despite knowing practically everything about each other, he rarely made conversation with you.

Danny looked down at his hands, fumbling with his fingers for a beat before speaking. “Well, you see, I just- I have this thing for this girl. And- well, not just any girl. She’s kinda just-“

“Spit it out, Middleton,” you sang, quickly losing patience with his childish ramblings. Was he seriously coming to you for girl advice of all things?

“Fuck,” he sighed frustratedly. “It McKayla. I’ve been.. talking to her, more or less, for awhile now and-“

He’s interrupted by your laugher. You finally turned around, hands behind you against the counter as you shook your head at him. “McKayla? As in McKayla Strawberry? Are you kidding?”

He gives you a look of offense, his brow drawing together. “Yes, that McKayla. Why else would I be talking to YOU about this?”

You shook your head, pinching your brow. “You’ve done a lot of stupid shit, but this really takes the cake.”

“Listen, I just-“

“After all Hunter has done for you? You’re really going to throw that all away for some girl?”

“She’s not ‘some girl,’ okay? I really like her!” Danny insisted, standing up off of the couch defensively.

“You’re right; she’s your so-called best friend’s sister! I know for a fact he’s told you to stay away from her. But you can’t keep in your pants can you?” You were angry. After all the time you’d spent being loyal to Hunter, he was ignoring you for this kid who wouldn’t even respect him enough to stay away from his little sister.

“This isn’t even about McKayla is it?” Danny jabbed, stepping closer as he threw his hands up. “You’re just jealous I’m into someone and not following you around like a puppy like everyone else, huh? Is that why you’re so shitty to me all the time? Are you into me?”

You snapped, your white-hot temper taking control. Without hesitation, you stepped up into his face, your hands clenched right at your sides. His eyes widened, reflexively stepping back, but you follow. “Shut the fuck up. You have no idea what you’re doing,” you growled, poking him in the chest.

“Just admit you want my attention, Y/N.”

The resonance of your hand colliding with his cheek travelled through the room before you even could think. His back was against the wall, his eyes round, jaw hanging slack, and his hand on his cheek. You both stood and stared at each other for a moment, the sound of the slap still resonating in your ears along with your pumping blood as you waited for him to move. He knew this and unabashedly glanced down at your lips.

You reached out, wrapping your fingers around his throat. You’re not sure why you do it, but you were unable to resist; you needed to put Danny Middleton back in his place. What you didn’t expect was the full-fledge moan that left his parted lips. It startled you for a moment before going right to your head, power-lust settling into your veins as thick as syrup. You smirked, pressing a bit harder to watch the way the scrawny boy’s eyes fluttered and his jaw clenched. He opened his mouth to speak, but you weren’t having any of it.

You crashed your lips into his. Despite knowing there was no turning back from this, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. ‘Take that, Strawberry.’ Danny’s hands flew up to grip your hips, your kiss all tongue and teeth. It was ravenous, angry, and made you ache between your legs in a way Hunter never had, in a way that came from you knowing you were in control.

“Y/N.. what about.. Hunter?” Danny managed between kisses. He was sweating bullets, but the tent in his jeans told you he had no intention of making you stop.

You pull back half an inch, your grip returning around his throat. “I don’t want to hear anything out of that fucking mouth other than ‘yes’ and ‘no’, am I understood.

He listened to you with doe eyes, pupils blown out. “Yes, Miss.”

You smirked, leaning in and catching his bottom lip between your teeth and gave it a tug. “Good boy,” you praised.

He practically went limp at your words, another whimper escaping him. You both moved in a blur back to the couch, stripping clothes off with each stumbling step. You felt drunk without a drop of liquor in your system. Tomorrow would bring hell, and you knew it, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was then and there and making a statement.

You fell heavily into his lap, both of you clad in just your undergarments. Danny’s length prodded insistently at your thigh, and you remember recognizing that he was a lot bigger than you had anticipated. His hands gripped your waist while you ground your hips against his, kissing him ferociously. You listen intently as soft moans are pulled from his throat.

“What is it, Danny Boy? Never touched a girl before?” Your words were snide, full of contempt despite the ache that was building in you for more. His eyes fluttered, rolling back into his head in response.

You just smirked, shifting down to yank his boxers down. “Well, well, well. Looks like this is where you get all your nerve, huh?” His erection stood rigid and leaking against his navel, visibly aching to be touched. Danny bit down on his tongue, his hands tugging at his hair as he fought to keep quiet. It was bad. It was so so bad, but he knew there was no stopping you; not that he had the willpower to make you stop anyway.

“I asked you a question.”

“Y-Yes, Miss.”

You made quick work of your bra and panties, feeling his eyes on you the whole time. When you finally looked back, you were greeted by this desperate, open-mouthed, horny expression taking over his face. Feeling a surge of power run through you, you placed yourself in his lap. Danny let out a soft cry and his hands flew to your hips as you rocked your hips, sliding his length between your slick folds. It was then you came back to yourself, realizing what exactly you were about to do. It took weeks for you to realize it, but you knew your life had slipped out of your hands. Never again.

Raising your hips, you slid him inside of you. You cursed softly as the very welcome stretch made you see stars. “Fuck, good boy,” you praised.

Danny was a fucking wreck. He was gasping for air, hands gripping your hips in fear of moving anywhere else, but needing to touch you. Your praises turned him on in a way he didn’t know about before. He was reduced to a trembling mess, and you loved every second of it. If someone had held a gun to his head asked him about Hunter right then, he wouldn’t have even recognized his name.

You closed your eyes and began to rock your body, focusing on the feeling of him inside of you. He was forbidden fruit: a new sensation you’d thought you’d never experience. Little did you know how much was out there for you outside of Hunter. Your palms laid splayed out against his chest as you found your rhythm, both of you cursing like sailors.

Eventually, Danny built the courage to shift his hips, beginning to meet your thrusts with his own. You cried out, feeling him brush against your most sensitive places. “Danny, fuck, that feels so good,” you whined, hair falling around your face and swaying in time with your shared movements.

“Y/N..” Danny groaned, an edge of warning to his voice. His hands now roamed over your middle, thumbs brushing against the undersides of your breasts.

“Are you gonna cum? You gonna cum in your partner’s girl?” you taunted him cruelly.

Danny gasped, letting out a higher moan. “F-fuck, yes. I’m gonna cum,” he warned.

You reached between your bodies, rubbing quick circles against your clit. Whimpers of your own increased, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the small room.

That was when Hunter walked back through the door.

[stevelikesbucky]

WHY STEVE AND BUCKY ARE SOOOO CANNON, AN ESSAY BY ME:

I´VE FOLLOWED EVERY STUCKY ACCOUNT I FOUND, SO SPREAD THE WORD, MY KIDS, THIS IS ABOUT TO GO WEIRD. (please forgive any grammatical mistake, English is not my first language)

so, I´ve been investigating this, and I haven't seen anyone saying anything similar, so I guess I might be the first one, but IDK. Okay, we´ve all heard the quote “I'm with you till the end of the line”, and at first I thought it was completely normal, but I found myself wondering, why saying that? why specifying the line part? what does it even mean? you know? they could´ve just said “I'm with you till the end”, was it necessary? so, I decided to go back to the first time they mentioned it, which was on a flashback Steve has from after his mom´s funeral, who passed on October 15, 1936. nothing weird, they were just two friends at that time, no homo right? but keep that year in mind, because it is important. now, two years prior, there was something big going on in the US, everyone (probably including our two young boys), was obsessed over the story of the moment, the main drama, BONNIE AND CLYDE. I know it might sound like I'm going crazy but listen, most historians and reporters agree that this story had a huge impact on the media of the time, everyone was talking about it, and the most important year in B&C´s story was their last one, 1934, they both died in May. So, in case you dont know them, the couple were two famous criminals/killers, actually the most wanted of that time, you can research a little bit about their story and realize that they´re quite similar to steve/bucky, Clyde (Buck) was a good man, but he kinda loved danger, he made a mistake and was sent to one of the worst prisions possible, and came out transformed into a monster, his only weakness being Bonnie, also, she was fascinated with him, blindly in love, and decided to follow him through hell and back, just for love, and so she became a criminal too, fast forward a few years later, they were both brutally shot on their car, but the night before, they had visited Bonnie´s family, who asked her to please leave him, since they knew what could happen, but she didnt listen, she just left a poem for them, and im gonna quote some parts here where I feel like she´s talking about Buck, just keep reading, it REALLY feels like she´s talking bout him, I swear im not dilussional.

"They call them cold-blooded killers;

They say they are heartless and mean;

But I say this with pride,

That I once knew Clyde

When he was honest and upright and clean.

But the laws fooled around,

Kept taking him down

And locking him up in a cell,

Till he said to me,

"I'll never be free,

So I'll meet a few of them in hell."

(...)

The road gets dimmer and dimmer;

Sometimes you can hardly see;

But it's fight man to man,

And do all you can,

For they know they can never be free.

From heart-break some people have suffered;

From weariness some people have died;

But take all in all,

Our troubles are small 

(...)

They don’t think they’re too smart or desperate

They know the law always wins;

They’ve been shot at before,

But they do not ignore

That death is the wages of sin. 

Some day they’ll go down together;

And they’ll bury them side by side

To few it’ll be grief--

To the law a relief--

But it’s death for Bonnie and Clyde."

so, as you might have seen, and if you read the full thing online, it is SOOO relatable to steve and buck it´s kind of weird, but you know what's weirder? this poem is called THE END OF THE LINE, by Bonnie Parker, so probably, our boy Buck was using a reference ;) ;) about the lovers, a topic they definitely knew about, and OBVIOUSLY our cottage gays have read that poetry, it´s so in-character omg.

So... that's it, I confirm this two are lovers bc why would you use a Romeo-and-Juliet-like expression to tell your nohomo bro pal that you have his back????

[fiirstoverall]

                  ❝ THESE are the days we won’t 𝑅𝐸𝒢𝑅𝐸𝒯 ❞

                                                 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔...

          [ matthew noszka, male, he/him ] have you seen CHRISTOPHER CLYDE hanging around ? the TWENTY-SIX year old often hangs around WELLCLIFF BEACH when they’re not being an NHL CENTER. i’ve been told they’re LAIDBACK but BOYISH and when i look at them, i see THE SOLITUDE OF A BEACH AT DAWN, WATER OFF A DUCK'S BACK, && OCEAN BLUE EYES LIT UP WITH A SMILE. wellcliff wouldn’t be the same without ‘em ! [ ollie, 21, they/them, est ]

ABOUT

born in winterpeg winnipeg, grew up there. had a pretty typical childhood, y’know?? real supportive parents. signed him up for hockey when he was like four and the rest, as they say, is history.

this section is for hockey development shit everyone but me will find boring so u can skip if u want alsdkfj

went to shattuck-saint mary's in minnesota for high school where he played up grades showcasing an already blooming talent. wasn’t sure if he wanted to pursue the canadian junior leagues or the typical american development route of ncaa after that. ultimately was drafted high in the QWHL draft and played two seasons for the halifax mooseheads. by the time the hype wheels started turned for the 2011 nhl draft, chris was rumored to be the number 1 or 2 pick available. he ultimately went first overall to the edmonton oilers. signed his three year entry contract with them not long after that and went straight into the league. 

his early years were plagued with harsh judgement from the media that he wasn’t living up to his first overall status. pulling out to 63 points his first season, dropping to 40 due to lost time to injury, staggered back up to 55 the last season of his elc. though his first overall status was being contested, that was still enough to earn him a nice 7 year 6.2 million average annual value contract. pulled another 57 point season the first year of his contract and then the fifth year in the nhl happened.

it’s hard to say exactly what changed, but something just clicked. he had a hot start to the season and just never stopped, ending the season with his first above 90 season at 93 points. well, that could’ve just a fluke. but he came back the next season just one point shy of 100 at 99, and the next at 97. since then, he’s been a solid 90+ point producer, though he has yet to break that magical 100.

he just concluded the 6th year in his 7 year contract, leaving just one more year on it. he knows his next contract needs to be negotiated, that he’s due for a substantial pay raise, but he doesn’t want to put the team in a bind either. he doesn’t know what’s going to happen, and frankly is trying to not think about it.

SCOUTING REPORT: Clyde is a high-octane, offensive force. He owns a potent shot and a dazzling array of stickhandling moves that make him a gifted scorer and playmaker. He sees the ice very well and can fit passes through tight lanes for his teammates, while also having the anticipation skills to always be in the right place at the right time. Clyde’s skating stride is perhaps his most underappreciated quality. His two-step quickness is superb and he reaches top gear with alarming quickness. His hands and feet move in concert with each other, which enables him to make high-end moves without breaking stride. His shot can polarize goaltenders from the slot, the outside, or even with a well-placed wrist shot from the point. One must look at the little intricacies of his game to truly appreciate just how special he is. From his anticipation, to his shiftiness, to his ability to kick a puck up to his stick and shoot in one fluid motion, Clyde is truly dynamic. He also plays with a chip on his shoulder and is able to stand up for himself. His willingness to play defence is another asset that makes him such a complete player.

yeah i rly just stole nath*n mack*nnion’s career-don’t @ me.

his parents moved out of winnipeg to the milder climate of wellcliff, ma when chris when off to minnesota. so while chris didn’t exactly grow up in wellcliff, he’s spent most summers and breaks there since he was 14. a couple years ago, they moved even farther south to a nice retirement home in tampa. he probs bought for them tbh lmao. chris has always been a bit of the nostalgic type though, so when they finally moved out of the town, he took their old house and still lives in it during the off-season (anytime between mid-april to mid-june depending on playoffs until mid-september). he pays someone to take care of the house when he’s away (possible wc?).

homeboy’s nhl city is edmonton. while not winnipeg, best bet he spends as much time on the beach and generally soaking up sun in the off-season. often can be found running barefoot on the beach close to dawn. otherwise generally enjoying the sun whenever he’s not skating.

chris tries to not let a lot phase him. he took a lot of the criticism he faced the first four seasons in the nhl in stride ( and still does tbh, it comes with the job but it’s a lot less generally negative now ). very much a let the water run off your back type of person. tries to be down to earth and not act bigger than he is. people have called him a steady and reassuring presence because of it --- and has worn an A for the oilers the past three seasons. but at the same time he can be childish and boyish at times, especially around friends --- living up to that jock stereotype. he hasn’t had to face a lot of the “real world”, so even though his entrance to the nhl wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, he’s never felt what some would consider real adversity or had to struggle financially.

idk exactly where wellcliff is but there are three (four?) rinks in cape cod so one of those will do for his usual practices. probs drives into boston like once a week to skate with some buddies idk.

has heard bonnie & clyde jokes and pick up lines for twenty-six years and doesn’t see it ending any time soon.

still has dual american-canadian citizenship

6′2″. 210 lb. really blue eyes. has a saying tattooed on his ribs i just haven’t decided which one yet. also imagine his hair like in the header, none of that buzzed look here, lads.

OOC

          hey guys !! i’m ollie. fun fact about me is i don’t actually like the oilers alsdkjf. chris is a brand new chara so i will add more things to this as i think of them. it’s pretty all over the place right now and i do apologize alskdjf.

[dixnysian]

[ lalisa manoban. 21. cis female. she/her. | muse 13b ] big girls cry by sia just came on the radio and it made me think of trinity hart. they’ve been in sundance for two years and they’re currently a cam girl. if you’re looking for them, try by inkspired, locals say they’re there a lot. [ cece. she/her. 21+. cst. ]

okay, are we done reading soft fluffy yuri’s intro because here’s my Final Girl™ and she’s a wreck. we love her but she’s a wreck. she’s a new muse and i’m actually really excited to give her a go because i’ve never written anything quite like her so please be gentle with me.

tw domestic violence 

trinity grew up in the foster system. she doesn’t know her birth parents and only knows that they gave her up willingly, which she’s taken to mean they preferred some vice like drugs or drinking or gambling over her. 

one could say the system has made her a pessimist. 

she didn’t have a particularly bad experience in and out of foster homes. it just sort of roughed her up around the edges, gave her a chip on her shoulder an attitude problem. that made her deemed a trouble child which only led to her being angrier and really it’s all a cycle that stems from feeling unwanted okay sob story we get it

cue rini (nicknames also accepted: trin and rin) becoming the tiny edgy punk girl in fishnets and combat boots cliche who was loud and crass for attention

and attention she got! mostly in the form of detentions and at-home punishments like grounding and stuff but it was whatever. she was becoming a turbulent force to be reckoned with, a rebel without a care.

she had her first cigarette age 12 and her first drink at 14. she tried drugs at 15 and just generally got in with the wrong crowds. dating around started at 16 and she did so in earnest. guys, girls, it really didn’t matter. she found a way to be the center of attention and get whatever she thought she was lacking at home. 

she continued down her tyrannical path of recklessness until she was finally out of the system and forced to live on her own. that’s how she REALLY found trouble. in one of her shady dealing crowds -- the kind that sneaks under 21s into clubs etc -- she met a man who seemed like everything she needed. he was self sufficient, into raising the same hell as her and had an attitude that could top her own.

it started out as a fire meets gasoline type relationship where they both just were engulfed in something intense and passionate and way too hot. they burned through the honeymoon stage fuel quickly though. it was only after agreeing to live together (after a year of dating) in sundance (where he had connections and she knew next to no one) that she began to see the dark side of the coin.

what she had once thought were fun shared vices were actual problems for him -- i mean, they’re probably problems for her too but she doesn’t turn into a whole different person without them. he left his job to move away with her and so money was getting tighter and tighter. i don’t even know if she graduated high school -- i’m leaning towards no so like what employable skills does she have, u know? she was entirely reliant upon him -- he was the clyde to her bonnie and that was the problem. 

an ‘attitude to match hers’ soon overpowered hers and the situation became desperate. i’m not going to get into detail for obvious reasons but the crux of it that he’s trapped her in an abusive relationship that she can’t see clearly for what it is because she’s over a year in and also what examples does she have of a healthy relationship, you know?

she definitely does know that she wants out because there’s only so much physical and emotional repercussions one can take in the name of ‘love’. which is where both her occupation AND the plot i’ve put her in come into play. 

so the plot basically states that shes a LOUD neighbor and her apartment next door neighbor hates her. well they’re constantly blasting the television or music to cover up domestic spats, parties, and drug trades (he’s got a night job at a gas station to cover rent but like the rest is shady drug business). BUT rini also pumps up the tunes for a completely different reason.

when whats-his-name (he’s npc and doesn’t deserve rights so no name for now) is out for jobs or getting stoned with his pals, rini hosts a live cam show. she may have a weak will when it comes to just flat out leaving her partner but she’s determined to financially put enough away for when she is able. ofc she wants to cover up any evidence of her side job in case her boyf comes home early but also the music is good background noise for what she does

she’s grown successful at it and it’s a way of getting some of that power back that she feels like she’s lost. she also pulls in decent money which mostly goes back into buying things for the show (and places to hide it) but also gets put away for savings in case she ever finds the motivation to kick whatshisname out or leave. she goes by an alias and wears wigs and face masks and contacts and anything to obscure her identity

PERSONALITY because really that’s what’s actually important -- she’s the type to fight a shitty situation with aggression of her own. she’s standoffish and hard to like but once you’re in her good graces, she’s the most loyal mf you could ever need. definitely still enjoys all her vices save for the sleeping around she did as a teen. she’s covered in tats (which she obviously covers for her show) and loves hanging around the tattoo parlor

plot ideas

drug buddies

badass girl squad

just a gang of misfits please

someone who watches her show / may or may not know it’s her

constant bickering friendship

frenemies

actual enemies

a crush that can never go anywhere 

childhood friend (idk where she’s from so that’s flexible)

someone @ the tattoo shop who befriends her

some loyal pals

best friend

someone who recognizes... things are fishy u know. goes out of their way to try and help but subtly.

my creative juices are running Low to empty so just like this and i’ll come to u

[bbcblackjack]

24K’s concert in Helsinki (15.8.2018)

Yayy I saw them 6th time yesterday and I can’t believe how sweet and kind they are always. I will tell everything in under read more so if you are interested reading whole concert experience just read it :DD

Me and my friend went to queue after 11:00 and there were 100 people before us. But we were okay with that ‘cause we have seen 24K five times before this concert and we had golden ticket.

Queuing was mess. I don’t even want to talk about it. But it is almost always mess.

First we had to wait to buy selfie tickets it was mess too and when we finally got our tickets we had to wait fansign.

Fansign was first and they gave us Bonnie&Clyde album. One of their staffs checked my album (idk why??? he didn’t that to my friends) and then he just looked my photocard and said happily “you got Changsun” and I was like aah okay. And Cory looked me like umm you can come...

So yeah Cory was first. He said basically Hi and started to write my name and he said “Sara... ” then he looked me “Sorry?” then he looked my name again “SARA!!!!!” and looked me again with smiling so brightly. He remembered me like the way he said my name haha :’D then he took my hand and shook it :’D 

Next was Jeonguk. He said hi smiling brightly and said first “Hiiii!” He did his signature and then he looked at me and my name and then at me and went like “Oh Sara!!” then he started to smile more. He took my hand.

Next was Changsun he said “Hi Sara” after looking my name. Then he gave me high five.

Then was Jinhong he said “Hi, Sara” (after looked my name) and he looked me a long time then he did his signature. He looked me again and asked “Where are you from?” I went little bit ??? and he asked same thing again “Finland” then he went like ??? and “Aah okay. Nice to see you again.” Then he gave me high five.

Then was Kiyong he was soooo cute. Omg so so cute. He said “Hi... Sara” (he checked my name) and then “See you soon.” haha :’D He gave me high five.

Then was Hongseob. He checked my name and said “Hi, Sara” He looked me long time and then he did his signature. Then he thanked me and said that we will see you soon. Then he gave me high five.

I didn’t say much to them. I just got really shy like I only could say hi and thank you :’D 

Then we went out to wait a little bit then was high touch it went so fast and we could only say hi or thank you. Then was group photo time.

Then selfie event started. We went inside little by little and when we were in stairs Changsun was alone and danced there. He noticed that I looked him he waved to me and I waved back. Then he started to dance again and said “come on” and I started to dance too and he started smile so much :D

First one with whom I took photo was Cory. He smiled so brightly when he noticed me. He didn’t know how to take photo with my phone so there was so much problems. Then we finally managed to took photo and he asked if that photo is fine. He gave me high five.

Next was Kiyong. He went like “Really me?” and I went “yeah you :)” and he started smile so much. Then he said “one two three” and took the photo.

Last one was Hongseob. He was sitting at the couch and I sat beside him. He took my phone and did took photo. Then he asked if picture is fine and I said yeah it is. Then he said thank you and I left. 

I walked past Changsun and there wasn’t no one with him so he waved at me before I left :D

Then we started to wait that concert gonna begin.

Me and my friend got really good spot at the concert. Concert was sooo awesome. They talked a lot and answered some questions. I remember only one questions because that answer was so random. It was to Jeonguk and question was “If your house is on fire and your family/friends, pets are safe and your phone is in pocket what you gonna save?” he answered that tuna can ‘cause after fire he would be hungry :’D 

I really loved their unit stages. First one was dance unit (Hongseob, Jeonguk, Kiyong and Changsun) then was vocal unit (Jinhong and Cory) and lastly hiphop unit (Jeonguk and Cory) but hiphop one was so littttt!

When they talked last time Cory started to cry so much that he had to go off stage (when he started to talk he was last one). Jeonguk went like “No don’t cry. Oh my god.” and when Cory came back he stayed back at stage because he said he can’t come closer to audience or he will start to cry again. Then he said something like this “We can’t feel this kind of love anywhere else. Europe means so much. You guys are first ones to send us encouragement when something bad happens.” Everyone started to cry so much.

And Jeonguk did said in his own talk that he is happy to be back and he is so sad that he can’t show his love in same way than fans can. Like he want to give us more and he is so sad that he can’t. 

Then Hongseob said that he is so sad that he didn’t get to show fully what he is ‘cause he is sick ;_; He still was so good!!!

And omg Kisu’s special message was video it was so emotional. He sang To. For You and I started to cry. I miss him sooo much already. 

If you have ever chance to see 24K GO THEIR CONCERT AND ENJOY!!!! 

Ps. If you want see my pics which I took with 24K you can see them here.

[sithisreadingcorner]

Hii Sithi!! I am here for valentine's reading👀 I want the connection to be romantic.

My initials are KB, 18-09-2000

Thank you so much!!💖

Welcome back KB! I wish you in advance a delightful Valentines Day and I hope the cards will be able to reveal something useful for you! 🤗

page of candles (wands). queen of potions (cups) reversed four of candles reversed. six of candles queen of candles. ace of presents (coins)

Based on the cards that you got, I would think that you have someone very specific in mind asking for a reading. This has the vibes of an either existing but new relationship, or kind of a pre-dating, flirting stage. Someone you have chemistry with but don't know that deeply. If you have a crush on someone that is realistically within your reach but so far you have no idea whether they like you back, I'm like 80% sure that they feel the same way about you. 🥰However, I don't really think you are seeing with this person eye to eye right now and if you are not a couple, then the suggestion that you could go out together may even sound far fetched or ridiculous to you.

The thing is, that until the very end, literally only wands came out for this reading, and only one cup in an unfavorable position, which I find EXTREMELY odd for a love reading. You have about exactly as much tension between each other as chemistry. 🤔 What is interesting is that according to the cards you two could have a really good relationship because you are on the same page about a lot of things, and in other ways the things you look for in a partner complement each other. But you may not even realize this, because you are both putting on a facade for one reason or the other.

The vibes are really... oddly shallow here. That's the word I would use to describe it. Feelings have left the chat. Where did they go?! I mean, they are here somewhere but extremely hidden. Which could speak of distrust on both ends between you two, or that you care way too much about how you look or how this relationship looks (figuratively speaking in this case, like, what will people think or something like that). It almost seems that's all that is important. 😳And, I will say that, you would probably look really good together, like a new Bonnie and Clyde in stolen designer clothes, but as the pair of rogues hug each other with one arm, they each carry a dagger in the other hand just in case the other would stab them in the back. I think both of you carry something that makes you afraid of an emotional commitment - for one of you it's an old wound that makes them vindictive, and the other is not ready to move on from something that happened too recently (breakup maybe?) Unless there is some kind of financial trouble in the background... but that doesn't seem relevant? Idk.

Huh. This is a weird situation and I don't really think I see all of it with these cards only. If this is an existing relationship, or one that is just about to begin, I think both of you should maybe calm down a little bit and talk about it with each other how you really feel. And I really hope you can work this tension out, because it seems like both of you want this to work! 🥺

If you are currently not in a relationship and you don't feel like this describes anyone accurately, then this is what I want you to take away from the reading: I think it's possible that you are too fixated on the optics of having a relationship but you are not completely ready for one yet. Maybe you saw one too many engagement photos on Facebook and it got to your head (happens to all of us) and now you panicked. Take a deep breath. Its fine! You might not want to spend this Valentine's day alone, but I'm telling you, just take YOURSELF out on a date, buy yourself chocolate and a bath bomb, maybe reserve at a restaurant (but only if its safe and you are vaccinated) order something nice for yourself online, it might still arrive on time. It's gonna be a BANGER. 💘

tip 💜

february readings (2 out of 8)

[justjinyoung]

dani. tell me about this cory fellow. where’s he from? how’d you get into the group? why do you love him so much? i must know!

omg jess. i’m more than happy to explain this. it all started while looking on pinterest when i came across this picture:

it had no details, but was pinned to some girl’s kpop board. that was my first lead, i clicked the picture and found a picture that had 24k on it so i googled it lol

i followed all the members on instagram: 24k | cory | kisu | jeonguk | changsun | jinhong | hongseob |  newest member: kiyong (i’ll go into details if you want) | there is a list of former members and one is on hiatus.

so anyways, one morning cory went live, but it was just audio because he said he looked really bad after being in the studio all day (which i highly doubt! 🙄) but like it was super late for him. but anyways… he was chatting with all of us. answering questions, laughing at that somebody touched my spaghet meme and my dumbass asked him if he liked hockey and he told me he has never watched it lol

like he literally chatted with all of us for an hour. i decided he was my bias right then and there. so my first impression of him was literally based on his personality. he’s fun… a little wild and a big nerd omg he’s a huge dork lol. and he is literally friends with so many people that i was surprised i hadn’t found him sooner. like he’s best friends with christian and peniel and some guy named michael and eddy of jjcc and he knows zelo.

videos:

bonnie n clyde | they just had a comeback!!!

only you

bingo | bingo dance ver. (watch still 24k first… story line)

still 24k | still 24k dance ver.

i’m not going to link the older videos with the former members, but there’s like a handful from a couple of years ago lol

kpop idols guess american slang 1 | 2

i personally really like the bingo dance ver. video the most. cory looks so good in it. SO GOOD. and the videos of them trying to guess american slang are so funny.

then there is this one vlive. like to me it’s that iconic vlive lol the one you like always think about. they were having a cook off and he was holding this knife and it was something smh i’ll never forget it… i made a gif set of it lol

so he’s the dad/leader of the group. born in korea, grew up in portland. his dad gave him the name cory because when you add ah to the end of cory it sounds like korea. the members always have him translate things to english for the foreign fans. he taught the members somebody touched my spaghet and always has a good laugh when one of them brings it up lol. he wants to own a corgi farm. he says folks a lot… A LOT.

at this point i’m just rambling about him. i have so many stories. like when christian wrote a poem about cory lmao it was like “cory likes bowling because it’s sort of like rolling” idk they are so weird lol. and one time he wanted suggestions on what to eat and i kept telling him waffles and he was like “listen if i could get waffles rn i would” lmao

and those are all the reasons why i love cory hong.

[karens-vest]

race & spot // sprace bonnie & clyde au part one

this one is based off the musical, i’ll do on the real events since the musical couldn’t add everything they did. also i’ve only read the script, i haven’t seen the full musical but i have read the whole thing. another thing is the fact that that i have no idea how to write either of them but i love them both & i love this ship. also did the newsboys ever have like canon middle names? did spot’s real name ever come up?? i’ve seen it as two different things so idk.

word count: 836, the other chapters will probably be longer. this was supposed to be the entire first act but i realized it would reach the line limit & i wouldn’t’ve been able to. but idk i kind of like it.

Bullets. The only sound that could be heard were bullets. The only thing that could be felt were bullets and the cold metal of a gun. To few this was grief, too the law it was relief, but for Racetrack and Spot it was death. Though dyin’ ain’t so bad if you both go together. But this is supposed to be the beginning, so let’s take it there. Specifically two years earlier.

Racetrack kicked his dumb and broken down car, letting out a string of curses. The sound of a shoe against metal and a voice yelling “Dammit! Dammit!” had attracted the attention of Spot Conlon.

“Hey!” The voice startled Race and he jumped when he heard it. “Engine trouble” The voice came from a pretty short man, not far from Race’s age.

“Engine trouble, tire trouble, oil trouble...” Race sighed.

“Looks like you and me got the same car. Goes through oil like a preacher through whiskey, huh?” Spot asked, smiling at his own little joke.

“Yeah,” Race gave a similar smile, one that Spot could’ve swore took his breath away.

“Hey how ‘bout I fix you up and you give me a ride into West Dallas,” Spot suggested. He was good at cars and if he managed to get a ride he could easily avoid any lawmen chasing him.

“Sure, thanks.” Race smiled in appreciation as Spot went to work under the hood. “So, you live in The Devil’s Back Porch?”

Spot shrugged, “Not for much longer.”

“Well I never knew anybody ever moved outta West Dallas,” Race doubted Spot would actually, no one left The Devil’s Back Porch for whatever reason.

“Well you do now,” Spot turned and sent Race a look that made his heart soar. “Spot Conlon,” He held out his hand to shake.

Race took his hand and smiled, “Anthony. Higgins. I go by Race.”

“Well you got a beautiful smile,” This made Race smile more. “Bet you hear that all the time.”

“Why yes I do,” He nodded, this day went from bad to good because of just one person.

“Yeah me too,” Spot sent Race a smile, Race just laughed and silently decided that his smile was indeed beautiful.

“So where you movin’ to?” Race asked.

“Anywhere I want. Just like Billy The Kid.” Spot knew one day he would live the life of an outlaw, just like Billy the Kid and Al Capone.

“Billy the Kid? He was an outlaw.” Race never knew anyone that actually wanted to be like an outlaw, having to run from the law.

“Why yes he was,” Spot smirked, imagining how great he would be.

“And wasn’t Billy the Kid ambushed and killed by some sherrif?” Race raised an eyebrow.

“He wasn’t ambushed. He died an old man in the arms of a young woman.“ Spot rolled his eyes, no way someone so great was caught by the law. He’d be just as great.

“No I’m pretty sure he was gunned down-”

“And I’m tellin’ you-”

“In some hotel room.”

“It don’t even matter,” He changed the subject, he recalled that maybe Billy had died in a hotel room at the hand of a sherrif but he doubted it. “I’ve got plans.”

“Everybody’s got plans,” Race knew he had won that argument.

“Everybody’s got dreams,” He said. “I got plans.”

“What kind of plans?”

“Plans that’ll take me far. I’ll be like Billy the Kid and Al Capone. Ain’t no way anybody’ll forget Spot Conlon.” Imagining it all was so perfect. It was going to be so perfect. “If I pull just three jobs a year I’ll be rich, I’ll have wealth and fame and everyone’ll know my name.”

“Pull three jobs, what does that mean?” 

“What do you think it means?” Spot smirked once again, he knew he was doing this. And maybe with a partner. “You and this world will remember me.”

A random act of confidence told Race to kiss Spot. So he did. It was quick, but they couldn’t dwell on anything with the sirens now blaring.

“Shit,” Spot croushThis wasn’t supposed to happen, he was supposed to be gone.

“Are those cops lookin’ for you?” Race turned and looked over his shoulder at the flashing lights.

“Well, me and my friend did just bust out of jail. So probably.“ Race gave him a worried look, he really didn’t want to be dragged into this but something about the adventure caused him to be interested. “I’m not lookin’ for any trouble... Look, you don’t have to worry ‘bout me ‘cause I’ve been in jail.“

“I know plenty of men who’ve been to jail,” Race sighed.

“How many you know busted out?“ 

“What were you in for?”

“Robbery, auto theft, a few things. I like to keep busy,” Race smiled and Spot started the engine. “So, what do you say? Give me a lift into West Dallas?”

“The police are lookin’ for you,” Though Race said that he didn’t think he cared. Spot was wild sure, but that might be what Race liked about him.

“They ain’t gonna find me. By this time tomorrow I’ll be five hundred miles away. I just wanna see my friends before I go.” Spot thought about Jack and the others and just wanted to see them in case the law gets him again.

Race took a deep breath.

“...Okay.”

And that’s when Race made both the best and worst decision of his life.

[thebiggest3vil]

STORY TIME! #2: I Got Cheated On And Embarassed In Front Of My Whole School😂😢😂 (*Funny!/ Fucked Up!)

So for this story time I'm gonna tell you about how I got cheated on . It's funny but fucked up at the same time so if you like reading then this is the post for you! So back, relax and read how I got PLAYED 😂.

So the first day of HS starts up and ya know things are different. Ya boy is a Sophmore and after a very weird freshman year of HS I started to find my way. I had more friends , I hit a growth spurt after being 4"11 and under my whole childhood life, I had a summer job so when I came back I was drippin in that Armani Exchange (Remember that store!? Damn) So when I came back my dress game went from like a 3 to a 12 and I don't care if that don't make sense it's my story lmao.

(Ok So where was I....OH Ok sophomore year)

So the day goes by and it's time for Gym. Now everyone knows that the first day of gym ain't really gym it's just niggas sitting on the bleachers and for 30 minutes and MAYBE they bring the basketballs out for the last 15. So I goto the bleachers and I see my mans at the top and I'm like "Yeoooo !!" And he went "Ayo boul!!" And that's how we signalled each other at the time lmao. So we sitting waiting for class to start and a bunch of kids walk in (I'm not paying them no mind) and as they got closer to the top all I hear is my name following "YOOO CUZ IT'S BEEN A GRIP!" I look over and it's my bro from my track team . At this point I'm like hype I got my homie in by gym class followed by my other homie...nigga gym was so tough. So as I dap him up these 2 girls walk behind him. One was kinda cute, Brown skin ass was glorious. The other was a lightskin girl, kinda tall was BAD (at the time) omg and I had my best shirt on nd shit I was fly but I'm not really worried cause all my niggas are in gym with me and when has that....ever happened when ALL your niggas had the same class besides lunch. So we sitting and my bro from track called me over and we started catching up. Out of nowhere the lightskin girl grabs my shoulder and asked what my name was (mind you was staring deep into my eyes like nigga my soul, I was beside myself) I told her my name and I went throughout my day.

So like a cool 2 weeks passed and ppl telling me "yoooo Brittney likes you" (Ima call her Brittney cause it's my story lol) mind you at this point it's been established by the brotherhood rank system aka period 8 lunch who were the baddest in school and everyone was tryna talk to them. They were arguably the 5 baddest in the school and niggas were on their heads. Now my one friend bagged one if them on the spot and the other one was already cuffed, but for them to tell me the most sought out one wanted me!? NI-GGA! I was feeling my self I started wearing shit I didn't usually wear to school (side note: I wore this Armani T shirt with the Black true religion jeans and some polo boots with this Hugo Boss jacket I was fly) Anyway weeks go by and I'm in music class talking to to homies and I tell them like yo....im bout to talk to Brittney....the problem was....

Brittney was the ex of my bro from track! So I'm like damn you my homie I'm not gonna do that to you etc I'm like I'm going to chalk It up, he goes "nah bro you good go head we friends but we broke up years ago" (THIS LOW-KEY WAS A WARNING But my dumb ass wanted a girlfriend so I'm like bet where she at?) Ok ok remember how HUGE MySpace use to be? Remember this.: So fast forward I ask for her number and she didn't have one cause idk but she had a house phone plus she added me on MySpace. So on MySpace that's were I started spitting THAT GAME and long story short I changed my relationship status from single to taken and THAT. SHIDD. FELT. GUUD! That shit felt like every nigga in that school had a shot and I came through like M'Baku like "Essssss challuuunge deeeeey" . You couldn't tell me shit , plus we had the same spanish class so we were out her being a couple nd shit and for the moment it was all going great.....until....

On one Friday it was a big ass party and instead of going I went to my Cousins house cause tbh fuck them parties they last like 1 hour always. So the weekend ended and Monday rolls by mind you I was getting calls from random ass numbers and I dont answer those like that so when Monday came around we had a fire drill and as SOON as everyone was outside and saw me they ran to me. I had atleast 8 people Coming up to to me saying "Dog bro you my mans get your girl she was at the party all up on some other nigga". me being naive as fuck is like " brittney? My baby? oh nooooo I don't believe yall shut up" but in the back of my mind I'm like ....wait....coikd she? Naah...so I go ask her and she immediately denies so I'm like ok cool. This was around the same time "rumors" started spread around the school that she was out here for the whole team was thottin and when I brought that up she goes "ww...well...that's not true who are you gonna believe your so called friends or someone who loves you?" AGAIN Me being a dickhead I'm like " Yeaaah baby Bonnie and Clyde, Hov and Bey, Angelina and Brad , we all we got! "(I'm laughing writing this cause I was like this..) Now along the way it was signs that were happening that I thought were weird. She would Always have "family" over or her "cousins" just came over out the blue and she had to get off the phone... 😂😂😂( I know man I know laugh! GO AHEAD! Its been almost 10 years fuck yall for laughing 😂🤣) Nd I'm like for an only child you sure have alot of family coming through. So the noise of it all started to get to me and I was over here questioning the relationship. I had a homie tell me to me face "Bro I do not want to see you get hurt and if you keep talking to her we NOT cool" so that night I'm like it's too many signs and tbh I don't wanna be with you anymore (even thoe I did....i did like fuck and I was acting like a bitch) so we broke it off and that's it.........WRONG!

Remember when I told y'all I was in love like a dickhead....well not even 3 days later we got back together cause she "missed me like crazy" and I'm like "baby I miss you too ajdgssnsjdndkd!😂" so we back together and like for them 5 days we were cool....the 6th day....nigga so I stayed after school with her and she was talking to me about Spanish tutoring and how this other nigga in my class was taking tutoring and that we should go....problem was the Spanish teacher got sick and cancelled so we stayed until the 4:00 bus...for her since she lived close it was the 2:45 shuttle so we kissed and she left. Fast forward to the after school bus my step sister stayed after with me and as we were riding back home she scream my name and says "Hey do you still go out with Brittney!?" Me confidently I'm like yeah whassup? She goes "Well hold on they talking bout she goes out with the one boul aka the NIGGA THAT WAS GETTING THE TUTORING IN SPANISH! I felt like a dickheaaaad on the bus. So many emotions, I felt like my lil bitch ass heart was ripped out, so I went home and called her she said message her in MySpace for right now. Thus is where I bring MySpace back.....how about I look on her shit and She put Boul in her TOP 5 behind me!!!!!!!! I was livid so.....

I messaged her like " Yo, are you and Bro talking what's going on...?" She hits me with a........

"Well I thought we were just friends talking " I was so angry I was like (From what I remember I wish I knew my account info but to sum it up I said ) "BITCH how dare you do that to me I loved you and you disrespected me you punk was blah blah blah " I wrote shawty a whole book angry and after I shut my laptop off.......and cried.

Smh lmao so my step sister growing up never like to see my super upset so idk HOW but she found her house number and I could hear downstairs her arguing with her nd etc. I didn't care I was upset I went on my MySpace and changes ALL my profile songs to breakup shit. Damn near a Chris Brown playlist I was HURT! I was writing cryptic ass messages talking about ima be lonley forever and yeah it was BAD! but eventuall I got over it....and the following Monday she ran straight over to me at was like "oh I'm sorry I really am and I'll get rid of all my contact and etc etc. We gotta spread some rulesnif we wanna make this work" I wasn't tryna hear dat shit. So in the end I said fuck it and we wentniur separate ways. I don't have any hate towards shawty but it was fucked up how I happened. Looking back, everytime I tell this story it gets funnier cause I was sprung. But yeah that's how I got Cheated on.....Never again thoe😂😂😂

[thejgatsbykid]

for the writing asks: 4, 6, and 17

THAnk u get ready for some essays

4. which has the most "you" in it, however you'd define that?

My initial response to this was “took me to your library (and kissed me in the stacks)” because the idea came from me being a fool in the uni library irl, but then I figured “i wish i could carry your smile in my heart” and “make it look just the way i planned” are also Severely Me bc like a solid third of my personality is rom-coms and narrative style country music, and then i thought even MORE about it and i came to the conclusion that the one that has the most of me As A Writer in it is the “potentially lovely perpetually human” series because it’s written all out of order and everything in it is scattershot and it’s sort of. with my other stuff there’s always an element of crowd-pleasing, in that I’m one of those people who writes for myself but writes to post, so I do try and tailor it to what I think other people will want to read, and I don’t do that with plph. I’m always surprised when other people like it, because half of it is just me throwing ideas at the wall and running with what sticks, and the other half is, like, a diary of me and my own emotional issues projected onto the canvas of Kylo Ren. So that one’s very me in that it’s primarily self-indulgence without a lot of concern towards the fact that I’m putting it up for other people to read.

6. idea that you always wanted to write but could never make work?

So I had this fic I was working on a while back, like, two years ago? It was an au where Rey and Ben worked together and accidentally got drunk-married in Vegas and it spiraled into this whole fake relationship bc Leia was running for president and Ben basically begged Rey to stay married to him and do a quiet divorce later in order to keep bad press down bc he had been a troublemaker in the past and didn’t want his mistakes to keep negatively affecting his mother, and eventually they fell in love (I still have the scene where Rey tells Ben about finding her mother and it’s! heartrending).

Anyway I’d started it and I think I got like two chapters in before I realized i hated everything I’d written and tore it down for major rewrites bc I was still waffling on plot points, and then never got around to it. So it lives forever in my WIP folder, haunting me, bc I was getting good positive responses to it while it was up. I’ll probably start working on it again now that I’m reminded of it.

Also the soulmates au? That one is still up. I wrote myself into a corner and can’t figure out how to fix it. I might do the same thing and tear it down for major rewrites now that TLJ is out and shot my one escape route in the foot so I don’t have any ideas on how to fix the plot.

OH and I had signed up for the Reylo big bang two summers ago and idk whatever happened with that but I never got my piece done, it was a long-form Bonnie and Clyde style au where Rey and Ben were 1930s bank robbers, and I maybe would have finished it if this subplot hadn’t manifested itself with Poe as a gritty noir detective trying to catch them. I was so stressed trying to get it all out by the deadline that I like... tripped over myself? and wrote ahead without foundation in a way that didn’t work, so now I have like this mediocre skeleton of a fic that I want so badly to be able to finish but I’m so worried that if I touch it wrong the whole thing will come crumbling down and be garbage.

(basically anytime I try to tackle something long-form or plot-heavy it bites me directly in the ass and that’s why everything I post is oneshots except for my RFFA tristan and isolde au piece which I outlined to death before and during writing and i’m STILL not at all happy with because it’s so rushed and underdeveloped and all I want to do is tear it down and rewrite it)

17. any mean comments? how'd you deal with it? who laid the smackdown?

Probably the worst comment i ever got was waaaaay back in early 2016 on one of my first fics, back when that Really Bad Post i made was still circulating (it was a bunch of misogynistic victim-blamey bullshit abt reylo and abusive dynamics in fiction and teenage girls, and i did a very poor job expressing myself in it and got a healthy and deserved amount of backlash for the things i said). Someone commented on my fic saying, like hey didn’t you make that one post it’s kind of fucked up that you would say that and also write reylo fic, “its like those politicians screaming about conservative family values who are then discovered to be cheating on their wives and getting off to weird shit.“ (i had to hunt thru my inbox for a while to find it lmao). Initially I reacted kind of “hey thanks for comparing me, a trans gay, to conservative politicians, and that’s not what i was trying to say with that post” but it turned into a productive and apologetic conversation from both sides that ended up helping me understand a lot of what i’d done and said wrong and was a moment of Character Growth(tm)

(I re-read the comment chain and anyway if the lesbian reylo who came @ me on my fic is out there: thanks and sorry)

[diggorypuff]

Best Lyrics of Reputation and my commentary

Ready for It:

He can be my jailer, Burton to this Taylor - My 1950s loving ass is just here for this Burton to this Taylor shit, cause their an OTP

Every love I’ve known in comparison is a faliure - Also a reference in my mind to Burton-Taylor love.

End Game:

I wanna be your A-Team - Just here for the early Ed Sheeran reference ;)

I’ve got some big enemies - idk i like the drama what the hell

Ooo you and me would be a big conversation - Media

I got a reputation that don’t precede me - opposite of the line that taylor cut from gorgeous

I don’t wanna just be another ex love that you don’t wanna see - <3

I don’t wanna miss you like the other girls do - hmmm... i really don’t feel joe vibes listening to this?

I just wanna be drinking on the beach with you all over me - This makes me think of the pics of Tom & Taylor on the beach

I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders - Ed’s singing always gets me and I like the chip on the shoulder trope

The truth is it’s easier to ignore it believe me - Love it

Even when we argue we don’t do it for long - Sounds like me with my friends <3

You understand the good and bad end up in the song - now that sounds like Joe

(Side note if it is all about Joe like she ‘claims’, seems odd but whatever, betcha that Calvin & Tom are so fucking thankful that Joe’s got her so loved up that she can’t even give a shit about their asses and how she thinks they may have wronged her)

All my flaws, paranoias, and insecurities - reference to the image built of Taylor

After the storm something was born - <3

Four words on the tip of my tongue - ???? Four words?

You and me we got big reputations - ... can’t be joe cause when they started dating everyone was legit like Joe who????

And I bury hatchets, but I keep maps of where I put them - i’d rather it be like about putting them in peoples backs, but i like this too, like she keeps maps of where she puts them after their buried, cause she’ll happily dig them up again if your wrong her, ie Kanye drama

My reputation precedes me - there it is again

I swear I don’t love the drama, it loves me - Love this line <3

Your handprints in my soul - <3

I Did Something Bad

I never trust a narcissist but they love me, so I play them like a violin, and I make it look oh so easy - I love it idk

Cause for every lie I tell them they tell me three - wtf love it 

This is how the world works, now all he thinks about is me - LOVE

If a man talks shit then I owe him nothing - reference to kanye’s i made that bitch famous lyrics? and i love it

I don’t regret it one bit cause he had it coming - this song has drilled into the vindictive, slice your throat open side of me??? pls stop

They say I did something bad - <3

And i love the techno sound of it like tear it up

I never trust a playboy but they love me - ;)

So I fly them all around the world and let them think they saved me - ? Taylor who this about?

They never see it coming - ;) devilish

You gotta leave before you get left - heart ripping feel the power

He says don’t throw away a good thing  - idk im torn whether I like this line or not???

If he drops my name then I owe him nothing - Kanye, Calvin, a ton of ppl? 

And if he spends me change then he had it coming - I love the had it coming line makes me think of Cellblock Tango

They’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one - Strong line

They got their pitchfork and proof, their receipts and reasons - Receipts -_-

Light me up - I love whenever that term is used

The little bubblier tune change towards the end is magic too

Don’t Blame Me -

 How this is not a Jack Antoff produced tune is beyond me it sounds so much like Waiting Game, whatever the tune is magic

Don’t blame me love made me crazy, and if it doesn’t you ain’t doing it right - I love the passion filled love story goes back to my love of Burton-Taylor, also reminds me of that thread of That’s the Way I Loved You

I’ve been breaking hearts a long time - Love it

They say she’s gone too far this time - this is powerful

And I’m just gonna call you mine, I’m insane but I’m your baby - Playing on the medias stereotype, getting a bit old 

Echoes, love you name inside my mind, halo, hiding my obsession - It’s a good lyric especially the name inside my mind

And baby, for you, I would fall from grace, just to touch your face - I wrote a similar line in a song earlier today before I heard this similar feeling runs deep

If you walk away, I'd beg you on my knees to stay - playing on the damsel in distress vibe again, also getting a bit old

Delicate

This ain’t for the best, my reputations never been worse - I love the my reputations never been worse line <3

Oh damn, never seen that color blue - Love it

Is it cool that I said all that, Is it chill that you're in my head? 'Cause I know that it's delicate - Fresh love, and I like it cause I get

Is it too soon to do this yet? 'Cause I know that it's delicate - I feel like this is about writing a song about someone, like is it too soon to write a song about this yet, not in a bad way!!!

Do the girls back home touch you like I do? - Sexy line, hot

Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs - Line reminds me of ‘ Sounded like footsteps on my stairs’ from If This Was a Movie. Also reminds me of All Too Well and the ‘down the stairs you were there I remember it all too well’ cause you know I’ll look for any reason to mention the power song

Stay here, honey, I don't wanna share - ??? what’s this about

Sometimes I wonder when you sleep, are you ever dreaming of me? - <3

Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine, all the damn time -  LOVE IT

Look What You Made Me Do

I’ve fallen out of love with the beat but it is still lit

But I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time - It’s strong and give me power

Honey I rose up from the dead I do it all time - See above

I got a list of names and yours is in red underlined, I check it once, then I check it twice - See above, also it’s vicious and I live for it

Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours - Kitty got claws

I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me - Makes me grin with evil intentions

I’m sorry, the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now" "Why?" "Oh, 'cause she's dead!" - Maniacal laughter like Yzma as the cat in Emperorers New Groove

Below the lines that I’m not here for anymore

You ask me for a place to sleep,locked me out and threw a feast - idk? just eye roll?

The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama, but not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma - again just done with it

So it Goes...

I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose - Cool 

You know I'm not a bad girl, but I do bad things with you - ;)

Met you in a bar, All eyes on me, your illusion is, All eyes on us - Makes me think of This is What You Came For, so I’m thinking this is a Calvin dig, for him being a intimidated by her success

I make all your grey days clear and wear you like a necklace - This whole song I’m like idek if this is good or not, this is my least fav song on the album

I'm so chill, but you make me jealous - Girl we’re cool, but when have you ever been chill, and you’ve always been jelly?

Come here, dressed in black now - Oooh reputation era, bad ass taylor coming in, having her emo dressing in all black phase coming in XD

Scratches down your back now - Rawr sexy

Gorgeous

You should take it as a compliment that I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk - Making fun of Joe’s British accent ;)

And I got a boyfriend he’s older than us he’s in the club doing I don’t know what - Tom? Calvin??? Who knows.

Whiskey on ice, sunset and vine, you’ve ruined my life by not being mine - I get it 

You’re so gorgeous, I can’t say anything to your face, cause look at your face - Again I feel it

You should take it as a compliment that I’m talking to everyone here but you - Agreed

If you got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her, but if you’re single it’s actually worse - Honestly yes, cause if you got a girlfriend, Ima be good cause I’m a Jackie not a Marilyn, but if you don’t omg I’m sorry I can’t stop it

You’re so gorgeous it actually hurts - Yep

Ocean blue eyes looking in mine, I feel like I might sink and drown and die - I’m sinking drowning and dying all at once

Like Joe isn’t really attractive to me but I’m glad she’s happy and wrote this bop cause I feel it in my soul

Getaway Car

The robo voice can go thank you

It was the best of times the worst of crimes - Love it already

I struck a match and blew your mind, but I didn’t mean it, and you didn’t see it - <3

The tires were black, the lies were white, and shades of gray in candle light - WHY DO I ENJOY THIS?

I wanted to leave him, but I needed a reason - IS JOE THE REASON? Okay love, but also come on if you wanna leave him, leave him for you!

X marks the spot where we fell apart, he poisoned the well, I was lying to myself - I love it so much and the beat??!?

I knew from the first old fashioned we were cursed, we never had a shot, shot, shot in the dark - Honestly can’t tell if this is her being like been on Joe for the longest time wanted to kick all the boys to curb moment I saw him shit, or whether it’s just her telling one of her made up love stories tied to the truth??? Like this is just about Bonnie and Clyde sorta and she’s just tying it to this.

You were driving the get away car, we were flying but we never get far - BOP BOP BOP

Don't pretend it's such a mystery think about the place where you first met me-And where exactly is that Taylor we’d all like to know, WHERE, WHEN, AND HOW DID YOU REALLY MEET JOE EXPLAIN

We're ridin' in a getaway car there were sirens in the beat of your heart - <3

Shoulda know I'd be the first to leave - Love

While he was runnin' after us, I was screamin', "go, go, go!" - LOVE LOVE LOVE

But with three of us, honey, it's a side show and a circus ain't a love story and now we're both sorry - Getting all kinds of era refs here

It hit you like a shotgun shot in the heart - Dead

I'm in a getaway car,I left you in a motel bar, put the money in the bag and I stole the keys that was the last time you ever saw me - This whole line is killer and I love it

King of My Heart

I'm perfectly fine, I live on my own,I made up my mind, I'm better off bein' alone - Love it

We met a few weeks ago - Idk but I like this single line

So prove to me I'm your American Queen and you move to me like I'm a Motown beat - I get American Boy vibes from this

Cause all the boys and their expensive cars, with their Range Rovers and their Jaguars, never took me quite where you do - All I can think about is Harry’s Range Rover, and Tom in the Jaguar commercials, and lol jaggywires 

Late in the night, the city's asleep your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep - sound of my heart beat

Change my priorities - sweet

Overall song is just eh - second least av

Dancing with Our Hands Tied 

That beginning piano is magic

I, I loved you in secret first sight, yeah, we love without reason - <3

Oh, 25 years old, Oh, how were you to know and my, my love had been frozen - </3

Deep blue, but you painted me golden - powerful

You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it, I had a bad feeling - Strong, and heartbreaking

People started talking, putting us through our paces,I knew there was no one in the world who could take it - SEE ABOVE

I hate the chourus 

I, I loved you in spite of, deep fears that the world would divide us - Beautiful

I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted - Darling

Swaying as the room burned down, I'd hold you as the water rushes in - All about the idc, and lets keep going even as havoc wreaks 

Third least fav maybe?

Dress

Golden Tattoo - ????

All of this silence and patience, panic, and anticipation, my hands are shaking from holding back from you - Darling and sexy at the same time also come on Taylor just jump his bones!

I don't want you like a best friend - Did anyone not know this?

Only bought this dress on you could take it off, take it off, carve your name into my bedpost - Sexy, also still hear carve you name into my nipples XD

And if I get burned, at least we were electrified - Cool, but if you get burned you’re gonna be pissed

Nights back when you met me your buzzcut, and my hair bleed - Hair bleeds??

Even in my worst times, you could see the best of me - <3

Flash back to my mistakes,my rebounds, my earthquakes - Pain

Even in my worst nights, you saw the truth of me - <3

Don’t like the high pitch of the song, everyone built it up so it fell flat 

Fourth least fav maybe???

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year - BOP

So why'd you have to rain on my parade? -  BOP

This is why we can’t have nice things, cause you break them, I have to take them away - !!!!!

It was so nice being friends again, there I was, giving you a second chance, but then you stabbed my back - KANYE KANYE KANYE

And therein lies the issue, friends don't try to trick you, get you on the phone and mind-twist you, and so I took an axe to a mended fence - HOT HOT HOT, I really want an axe to swing

But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately, if only you weren't so shady - grinning cuz Jay-Z

Here's a toast to my real friends,they don't care about that he-said-she-said - POWERFUL, makes me think of Taylor’s You Belong With Me Shirt in LWYMMD

And here's to my baby he ain't reading what they call me lately - Getting a lil tired of this her BABY, all songs are about Joe, JOE, JOE, JOE okay we get it, glad you happy, calm down 

And here's to my momma had to listen to all this drama - My favorite part idk why

And here's to you cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do haha, I can't even say it with a straight face - ;) I it’s funny, idek how to feel cuz im like oh god but also HYSTARICAL??

Not for the siren sounds, but also it’s lit and a secret fav?

Call it What You Want

THIS SONG IS MY BABY!!

My castle crumbled overnight, I brought a knife to a gunfight - <3

They took the crown but it’s alright - </3

All the liars are calling me one, nobodies heard from me for months - 0.0

I’m doing better than I ever was - Happy for her

My babies fit like a daydream, walking with his head down, I’m the one he’s walking to - <3 :) love it, and she used the British term fit XD

My babies fly like a jetstream, high above the whole scene, loves me like I’m brand new - Beautiful

All my flowers grew back as thorns, windows boarded up after the storm -  The afterward to Clean

He built a fire just to keep me warm - Bonfire imagery gets me

They fade to nothing when I look at him - <3

And I know I make the same mistakes everytime, bridges burn, I never learn - POWERFUL ADMITTING IT

At least I did one thing right - <3

I’m laughing with my lover making forts under covers - <3 :)

Trust him like a brother - TRUST TRUST TRUST GETS ME

I want to wear his initial on chain round my neck, not because he owns me, but cause he really knows me - UGH I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT

Which is more than they can say - <3

I recall late November, holding my breath slowly I said, you don’t need to save me, but would you runaway with me, yes - <3 LOVE LIKE THIS IS KILLING ME

New Years Day

Her voice is so sweet and dewey here and I love it, but everyone hyped it up and so it fell a lil flat on me imagery is great tho

Don’t read the last page, but I stay when you’re lost and I’m scared and you’re turning away - <3 <3 <3

I want your midnights - <3

You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi - Eh it’s okay, sweet???

I can tell it’s gonna be a long road - LONG GOOD ROAD

If you strike out and you’re crawling home - Strong supportive

When it’s hard or it’s wrong or we’re making mistakes - AGAIN SUPPORTIVE LOVE

Hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you - Strong strong strong anything with the word memories gets me everytime

Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere - CRYING HERE

You and me forevermore - I hope <3

[anoutlandishidea]

10 Random Questions

I was tagged by @gotham-ruaidh... maybe because I ask her a bazillion and one questions daily? Anyway, here it goes...

1.) What are your favorite opening lines from a book?

“There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.” Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

A close second: "Marley was dead, to begin with." A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens

See also: "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austin

2.) What song always makes you emotional?

Ok, but, define emotional. Like, if we’re being honest, EVERY song makes me some sort of emotional.

Are we talking bawl-your-eyes-out emotional? Because that’d be Dyin’ Ain’t So Bad, sung by Laura Osnes, from Bonnie & Clyde

Or more life-is-just-too-beautiful-i-can’t-help-but-cry emotional? Because that’s Open Arms by Journey hands down

Or thank-your-for-the-impetus-I’mma-gonna-take-over-the-world-now emotional? Because, right now, I’d go with I’m A Star, sung by Natalie Weiss (don’t hate, I love Eden, but NW is more me vocally), by Scott Alan

EVERY ONE OF THESE GETS ME SO EMOTIONALLY HIGH

3.) What is the creepiest thing that has ever happened to you?

This one has me stuck! Creepy? Idk. Really, the only thing that comes to mind is that the first time I listened to the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack (OBC version) I was at a sleep over at my cousin’s house and had to spend the night in a room with a full length mirror. It didn’t end well.

4.) How do you feel about candy corn, the most unappreciated candy in this universe? (No bias here, none at all.)

Strongly dislike it.

5.) Your boozy drink of choice?

Something without booze in it.

6.) What embarrassing/hilarious story never fails to be brought up at your family holiday dinners?

That one time when my uncle prompted three-year-old me to “say Pekingese.” (as in the breed of dog that was at my feet) To which, I promptly replied, perfectly pronounced, “I can’t say Pekingese.”

Or that one time when I was five and his iconic, late-night talk show came on and I exclaimed “Look, mom! It’s Jay Leno!” She says that’s when she knew I needed a bed time... and her first inkling that I was destined for show biz.

7.) Favorite childhood memory?

Ummm. Is it sad that I’m drawing a blank? Probably one of the many family vacations to Florida or Massachusetts.

8.) What’s your ~aesthetic~ (doesn’t matter if it’s real or if it’s a goal)?

Sitting in the corner of a random coffee shop, across the street from a theater, waiting for call time.

9.) TELL ME YOUR HOMETOWN MURDER STORY.

There was this one time where a fight broke out on either side of the river (the border between MN and WI) so the MN guys went over to the WI side to confront them and one of the MN guys got stabbed by one of the WI guys and he died. Almost Hatfield and McCoy for a while. I know the DA who represented the widow of the MN guy and it got dicey. Jury stalemate and everything before they acquitted the WI guy.

Or there was that dude who stabbed his ex-girlfriend THIRTY times, leaving her to bleed to death and then raped and strangled her TEN YEAR OLD DAUGHTER in the basement before lighting the house on fire. Dude got life in prison.

Yeah, lots of real winners in my hometown.

10.) If you were to get a tattoo (or another tattoo), what would you get?

I have the pain tolerance of, like, I dunno, something with a nonexistent tolerance for pain, so I’ll probs never get a tattoo... but if I did it would be something music or faith related on the inside of my left wrist or above my hip.

I tag @bonnie-wee-swordsman, @owlish-peacock36, @mibasiamille, @awesomeeyeroll, @internallydeceased, and anyone else who wants to play along!

[my3amletterstoher]

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It went through Jersey(tumblr messing up) and then it went straight to Massachusetts , first to Stroughton then to Lawrence , I should have got me some lavender too , I forgot, haven't had any in months , I guess I'll get it in the next batch of stuff 😍😍😍(tumblr messing up) I'm downstairs, got the blankie , I'm excited for you to get your stuff 😍, I know you are too 😍😍🖤🖤🖤🖤😘😘😘😘😘, I got you baby 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤💪🏾🔐, I love you too😘🖤, wraps you in my arms 😘😘😘😘🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗😘😘😘🖤🖤🖤🖤Tumblr messing up, feeling roots from the ground up our legs (tumblr messing up) up our spine , through the top of our heads and to the sky (Tumblr messing up) breathing deep and slow , soaring and floating with each exhale , each feeling more and more relaxed , visualize a white light in and around you , glowing brighter and brighter , feeing it being warm , now this golden white light above our heads showering down upon us , washing away any worries, bad energy ..etc zipping up your aura , and mine too, visualize the zipper zipping up and as it does any and all bad energy, malicious ..etc flying off and returning to where it came (Tumblr messing up) up into space we soaring , above life (Tumblr messing up)

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I still got some of thissss , want me to send you some ? I would have to find it online (I had got it at the international food market here I can't wait until we go together 😍) Tumblr messing up ,

I got you in every way, I take care of you in every way (Tumblr messing up) muah muah muah 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘💋💋💋💋💋💋, my princess 😘😘😘🤗😘😘😘😘 muah muah 😘, strokes your hair 😘😘😘🤗🤗, makes you some ciderrrr (wait is it warm there or cool?) googled it : 60 something ? possible rain? (tumblr messing up) so yeah we can have some ciderrrrrr 😍😍😍, in some nice little mugs 😍😍😍, wrapped up in the blankie , in our red roommm, escaping above life (tumblr messing up)

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Tumblr messing up, I gotta get us another book , it's more stuff I gotta write in the another one so I'll just get anyother one and get it for a while and add to it (Tumblr messing up) what you think baby? 😍I want us to have one of those hardcover /leather books , those are nice af , those antique joints , lets see today is Thursdayyyyyyy , TBT damn this week went by fast ... this whole month is , your birthday was a week ago , so what you want us to do my princess ? 😍👑🖤 first some Bonnie and Clyde stuff? Old school Rolls Royce (Tumblr messing up) idk that just sounds fly af 😍😍😍😍(tumblr messing up) that would be a nice photoshoot 😍or something 😍😍😍😍what you think baby? (Tumblr messing up) like a cosplay type thing 😍😍😍that would be fun , what other cosplay stuff do you want us to do? (Tumblr messing up) it's gonna be fun af 😍😍😍

Tumblr messing up, stunning 😍😍😍, golden af baby 😍😍😍😍😍😍, my gf/sub/slave/muse/trophy/princess is perfect af 😍😍😍🖤 hubba hubba 😍😍😍😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤, I gotta make another post for the images