#we were sober having that convo

[wonsdoll]

𓂃 ! A STONER’S GUIDE TO GET THE GiRL ⌇ LHS

TIP 5: prepare yourself for the late night convo

tw. suggestive ??

the drive to heeseung’s place was quiet, followed by awkward glares at each other. this was the first time in months you both have been alone, not to mention in a close proximity.

you kept your eyes on the road, while heeseung was passed out in the passenger seat. pulling into the parking lot of his apartment building, you tapped him lightly. “hee.. we’re here.” you shook him gently, his eyes slowly opening. heeseung reached for the seat belt and unbuckled himself, he attempted to get out of the passenger seat. you helped him maintain balance as you both walked up to his apartment.

you got him into his bed, helping him get his shirt off, once done you pulled the blanket over him, you sat on the edge of his bed watching him, his half opened eyes tried to maintain focus.

“better?” you ask, hoping for some sort of response.

heeseung sat up, the blanket still covering his body. “not quite..”

before you could react, you felt heeseung pull you onto his lap. you gasped as his hands settled to your waist, his grip was firm and far from rough. his soft eyes met yours, sending butterflies right to your stomach.

“i miss this…” heeseung murmured, his voice raw and unfiltered. “i miss you.”

you swallowed hard. “heeseung…”

his grip on your waist tightened, his voice was soft and filled with a longing you’ve never heard. “i never once stopped thinking about you.”

your breath caught in your throat as his lips came closer to yours, the tension thickening within every second. “then why did you let me leave..?”

“i was high.. high out of my mind. you deserved someone better than me.” heeseung’s fingers brush against your exposed skin, sending a quick chill down your spine. “but i was wrong… we belong together.”

his confession left you speechless and torn. all these months and he hasn’t moved on from you, nor forgot about you. “please… give me a chance.”

your heart raced as heeseung pulled you closer, his lips inches from yours. before things could go any further, you pulled away. “we’ll talk about this when you’re sober.. okay?” you brushed his messy, red hair out of his face.

“promise?” his eyes soften, his hands still lingering on you as sleep begins to take over his body.

“i promise.” you got off his lap, pulling the covers over his body as you leave his apartment. your emotions were scattered and you didn’t know what to do, nor how to feel.

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[papil0nglegs]

Pics/gifs that remind me of them

(Fnf x reader)

Warnings: zaza, I hate this word but tsundere, insults but you guys are big girls/boys/things you can handle it

A/n: I’m gonna post shorter hcs for a bit cuz I’m working on this one req that has a lot of stuff, anyways ik this is cringey wattpad shit but who cares. Enjoy <33

Darnell

This is before you two were dating btw

All he wanted to do was doodle a bit 😔

“Oo whatcha got in there?”

“None of your goddamn business..”

grab

“Why are you hiding these they’re so c..”

This man was practically glowing mauve

It’s okay, you were blushing too

“…I won’t tell anyone if you let me keep it.”

“I fucking hate you.”

“Really? Cuz this says otherwise”

“IT SAYS NOTHING”

No but actually, you stared at them almost everyday

It got to the point where you memorized them page by page

After you guys started dating, it became an inside joke that he was always embarrassed of

“Draw me like your French girls Darnell..”

“Oh my fucking-just-don’t remind me”

Once you tried drawing him and it def wasn’t up to his level of mastery, but he still loved it

He cut it out and hung it up on his wall next to his bed

Nene

You guys swap every now and then but she likes it more when you do it

“Y/n do me first plsplspls”

“Okay okay just as long as you take out your knives, I don’t want them to cut me again”

“That was one time 🙄”

“No nene, it was two times.”

Sometimes you’ll choose themes, like ocean or just a general color

You guys would get into funny arguments about the shades

“Nene this not purple that’s pink”

“It’s a mix of both!”

“The theme was purple so just do purple! It shouldn’t be a mix of anything 😒”

No wonder she always loses in dress to impress..

She would sometimes awkwardly zone out just staring at your eyes

(And if you have brown eyes and your eye does that one thing during golden hour, she’s immediately gone)

“…nene?”

“Yea?”

“The makeup.”

“Oh fuck, sorry”

You guys love face masks too

When she gets back from Ulta or Sephora she always brings something back for you

“Y/n guess what I got you!!”

“Lemme guess, another face mask”

“No! Sol de Janeiro scent 40!!”

“ gasp MARRY ME”

“OKAYY ^^”

Pico

(Big ass picture omg)

Guys, the makeout sessions.

Pico is an okay kisser when sober, but for some reason his tongue just gets ✨✨ when puffing that za

He loves going to his house, playing “doin’ time” by sublime in the background while making out with you on his bed

You guys have been doing it since your teen years

“Mom I need to go to my friends house to study”

“Okay hun just be back before 8:30”

Best studying session of your life

Sometimes you guys don’t even kiss, just 🍃 + cartoons

Or random convos, like really random convos

He’s not a fan tho

“You think the wind is ever trying to tell us something we don’t understand yet?”

“…I want you to stop saying odd shit.”

One time, he grabbed your belt to pull you closer and did his tango with the tongue

The butterflies you felt when he did that.

“Jesus fuck Pico..”

“What? Did you not like it? I’m sorry I just-“

“Do it again or I’ll kill you”

You guys were such horny teens

And it hasn’t settled down ever since

But since consent is sexy, you two never BOOMBAYAH’D while 🍃

“P-Pico I bet can kiss every freckle on that beautiful fffucking face of yours”

“You wanna bet? Giggle I’ll put 20$ on this table right now”

“Hell yeah, bring it on Ed Sheeran head ass”

Eventually your lips got tired

“Pico my lips are so tired now”

“Nuh uh, keep going”

“Hey you can’t tell me what to do, respect women!”

“Idc I’m sexiest now”

“I think it’s sexist”

“No, it’s sextile”

“…okay”

I don’t think he was with us at that moment

Bitch was seeing stars

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

this was a lil while ago but it's been on my mind and it was rejected by actual Reddit for containing references to violence lol so it's c&p from back when this happened w a minor update but AITA for saying I'd curbstomp someone for saying the N word??

I, (27NB) attended a murder mystery birthday party back in May for a friend Annie (25F) with our mutual friends (24-28 various genders) (There was 7 of us total). We all had a pretty good time despite a lack of planning for the party and general weird vibes (Annie had been upset all day at something their partner, Sean had done).

Towards the end of the night, myself and a friend we're discussing anagrams, I believe specifically for the word "ginger", I was very drunk and did not hear the letters being spelt properly so I guessed the word was "Rigger". The other party goers conversations were coming to a natural end so they joined in mine and my friend's convo. Upon hearing me say "rigger" and pulling a face when I realised what exacty the bad word was my friend was referencing was, Sean then said "Oh it's (n word)!". Another friend, Betty did not hear what they said and asked them to repeat in, which they did loudly. The whole party stopped for a moment. At this point I think I fucked up because I was immediately shocked and said "You can't say that!" and then they said "what, (n word)?" and repeated it another time. I made a comment saying I believed the only person in the friend group to be racist was Dan. I've since privately apologised to Dan for this comment as I don't think Dan is racist at all, and Dan has accepted that apology.

Pretty much immediately after that everyone started making plans to leave, within five minutes cabs were called. Everyone left the room leaving me and Sean alone. I think this is also where I fucked up, I approached them and said they cannot say that word, it's not theirs to say etc, in which they just kept repeating "I'll use that word if I want to". (edit from months later: apparently Betty's boyfriend was in the room and didnt like do anything and just watched this play out). At this point I was pretty much blackout drunk and threatened to curb stomp them if they carried on. Betty came in and diffused the situation and took me home. Betty says myself and Sean were stood very close to each other but I was visibly drunk and stumbling and clearly was in no shape to carry through with the threat (Sean is also significantly larger than me in height and weight so I don't think even sober I would be able to land a punch, not that I want to).

Betty filled me in on a lot of these details the day after as I didn't remember a lot but apparently afterwards I tried to be extremely friendly to Sean and sort out plans for us to hangout this week, something I obviously won't be following through on. (edit: we haven't spoken to each other at all since this)

I messaged Annie on the sunday to wish her a happy birthday(edit: the party took place on the Friday iirc) and she also told me what happened (she was not present for any of this as she went to bed early at the party, feeling sick) undoubtedly hearing only Sean's side of the story. Knowing it's her birthday and I didn't want to bother her with drama I just said maybe their partner shouldn't of said what they said, and she stated after having a mild go for me for threatening to curb stomp her partner that she can't weigh in. So I stopped speaking about it to her and just forwarded her some videos I took from that night (silly videos, one of her blowing out her birthday candles, etc) and she replied saying thanks.

I've messaged Sean saying we need to talk about what happened and basically said while I'm sorry for it happening in their house during Annie's birthday party, I'm not sorry for calling out thag disgusting behaviour. Betty and another friend, Jack have both said I was well within my right to kick off like that, and that I was clearly not going to follow through with any threats, and Sean was wrong to not only say the words multiple times but then to double down when called out both in front of everyone and privately. But i have doubts since it was a birthday party and perhaps saying I'd curb stomp them is a bit much. I don't recall myself being particularly angry while shouting at them but they've said they definitely felt threatened by me and put off on talking to me.

I also find it odd they feel so threatened by me/find this behaviour of mine odd as I have reacted a similar way (less aggressive) when Annie was also racist in front of me, Betty and Sean. I've also spent the last two weeks meeting with Sean, bankrolling and planning this birthday party with absolutely no issue (i don't think a birthday person should plan/pay for their own party and Sean is unemployed) and we've had fun! We joked around a lot and I feel like I'm pretty open about being too weak to throw a punch but always ready to fight (like a chihuahua). I even came over early to help set up for the party, because I liked spending time with them. So for them to feel threatened by me is such an odd feeling. I also feel uncomfortable in the fact that Annie and Sean feel comfortable saying slurs in front of me. The whole friend group feels weird about this situation, no one really knows what to say.

(edit: ok this is where the original post ended but there's still some drama) so the day after I called Sean(with consent, to talk) but Anne picked up and said she would speak on Sean's behalf and I was on speakerphone. He did not apologise (neither did Anne) and Anne defended his behaviour pretty heavily. her/both of their's resolution was for Sean to just not say the N word around me. I obviously said that's still incredibly fucking racist and I don't want to be friends with racists? I cut them off after the phone call and said I'd like the money back I spent on the party from Sean. Anne ended up paying it back two months later when I politely brought it up at another friend's birthday.

Betty and her boyfriend still hang out with Sean and Anne and seem to be pretty good friends with them. Betty mentions Anne to me fairly often and all I say is why are you friends with a racist and then she goes quiet. Everyone still maintains I'm the asshole that ruined the friend group and I still feel pretty insecure about what happened. I don't think I should've threatened violence but they all say "chat shit get hit". so idk. AITA? sorry for how long this is lmao

What are these acronyms?

[skyblueartt]

Shoutout to that one time months ago sometime after my best friend and I saw the Fnaf movie, we got uhh very drunk and he pulled up these generic ‘Q&A’ questions to ask my not sober self and the convo went like:

Friend: If you were to have a fluffy bunny, what would you name it?

Me, without hesitation: WILLIAM AFTON!!

Friend, dying of laughter: FOLLOW UP QUESTION- if your bunny had a super power, what would it be?

Me: TO NOT KILL CHILDREN

[hayatoseyepatch]

hello sam pam (happy 500!!!)

want the full experience so i am on anon ( why was it was so hard to describe myself)

personality: she/her, intp, stem major. likes: spring, the beach, green apples, bears, cats, woody&earthy scents, short nails, indie games, peppermint tea, silver, watches, blue tights (that i recently got), smiskis, pineapple pizza. dislikes: the rain, food that's too hot, cherry flavored things, calling, wearing socks to sleep, card games. pet peeves: slow drivers, people who eat with their mouths open, talking during a movie, people who cut in line

fandoms: ive read/know all of the fandoms u listed except love&deepspace

tropes: so many but i will list fake dating and drunk confessions

type: someone easy-going and can take things slow

icks: people who cant hold a convo

idk what else...i will await ur verdict judge sam 🫡

Hi there undercover mootie ( ˶˘ ³˘(ˊᗜˋ)!♡ I hinestly saw your trope and ran with it, I had so much fun. I hope you enjoy! MWAH

I'm gonna pair you with Jo Togame from Wind Breaker!

⤜♡→ Jo Togame is more caring than I feel people give him credit for, we see it through his interactions with Sakura and Choji. He hangs onto your every word loving to talk to you about your interests. He loves just talking to you. He too hates someone who he cant just talk to. So the both of you could spend the longest time just talking, its ow he fell for you in the first place, getting to know you through your words and quality time.

⤜♡→ If you’re looking for easy going look no further than Togame. He is perfectly content to just enjoy your company. He doesn’t need much or have to have anything extravagant so long as he has you by his side that’s all he truly wants. Whether its just taking a stroll along the beach or sitting at home contentedly watching you play one of your indie games. He’s happy as long as he’s with you.

⤜♡→ I’m so glad you brought up earthy/woodsy scents because that’s exactly how I think Togame smells. Just this comforting scent of the outdoors not too powerful or overpowering, just a nice amount that you can smell as he holds you in his arms.

You blink the sleep from your eyes at the sound of your phone ringing, checking the clock you see it reads close to 01:30 am. Who could possibly be calling at this hour? Checking the contact you see that it was Jo. It was unusual for him to call you at this late hour, thinking something was wrong you scramble to answer it. “Jo is everything okay?” It’s silent on the other line, only for a moment before you hear his voice on the other end. His voice comes out slurred, obvious he had been drinking. “Babesss” He drawls, Togame always had a habit of calling you countless pet names. “Why aren’t you here, where are you?” You could hear the pout in his voice. Togame, the usual calm and collected one of the bunch tended to get a lot more loose when he drank, it was always amusing how especially clingy he became when it came to you. “Jo its almost 1:30 in the morning I’m in bed.” You can hear his whine, trying your best to stifle your laughter. “Well get out of bed, I miss you, come here. I wanna kiss your face.” That was new. You felt your face grow warm with the intentions behind his words.

As you were taking a moment to recover from his words, there’s a significant amount of fumbling on the other line. Sako’s voice rings through, definitely more sober. “I’m sorry about that we’ve been trying to keep him from waking you up.” You hear a lot of movement on the other line, no doubt Sako avoiding Togame’s confiscation of his phone, hearing his voice once more. “Sako, you ass give me the phone, I wanna talk to her.” To which Sako just lets out a burdened sigh. You giggle, shaking your head as you pull yourself out of bed. “It’s fine Sako, let me come take him off your hands, you guys are at the auditorium right?” After he confirms, you quickly grab your letterman, heading out the door to come pick him up. Once you arrive, you can see him perk up immediately, rushing over to you instantly. He wraps himself around you, placing a good bit of his weight on you as hangs off you, the impact knocking some of the wind out of you due to his large stature.

He smiles, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. “I missed you.” He mumbles, works slurred into your skin. You had a feeling it would take quite a bot to pry him off of you and he would be deeply regretting his actions in the morning with the hangover he no doubt would be having. After some minor convincing you managed to get him to leave with you. Taking him back to your apartment, you gave him some water and painkillers to try and prevent his head from splitting when he awoke. As you went to go set up the couch for yourself for the night, you feel his grip on your wrist, he tugged you into the bed with him. His body curling around your own. “Don’t leave me.” His words were so pleading, he was hanging on to consciousness as it was, so you decided to stay. He smiles as he rested his head on your chest. “I love you, I hope you know that. Wanna be with you for the rest of my life.” His words trail off and within moments his breathing evens out before soft snores fill the room. You lay there in shock from his words, but knowing even in this state that he meant them. You just hoped he wouldn’t be too embarrassed when you returned his confession in the morning.

[oldbaton]

Guy on the train last night was screaming at what seemed to be friends and they left and then he asked me if the train was getting off at a certain stop and then we started talking and told me his friend was a lesbian and then that he punched a guy out because they were homophobic and I was like oh cool that’s rad and then he was like if I was sober I would’ve killed him and I said it’s a good thing you didn’t do that because then you would be in jail and you don’t wanna be in there you wanna be out here (but then he also said that he cheats because he’s a Scorpio and showed me his Scorpio tattoo) and he was like you’re handsome and I was like WOAH that’s a twist on this convo but I didn’t say that I said thank you and he was like I’m in a toxic relationship with this girl who cheated a lot on me when I was in jail but I keep going back to her and I was like bro it’s because you need someone to talk to at night but don’t do it she clearly isn’t good for you and then he asked for my number and I gave it to him against my better judgement (i have a hard time doing the fake number thing) and then he was like you gotta call this girl and talk to her for me and I was like that’s all you bro I can’t do that for you and he kept asking me to do it and I got the instinct that the situation could get out of my control because I think he may have been a little high so I pretended it was my stop and got off at the next stop and waited for the next train. That was weird but I feel for him. Never texted me

[harrywavycurly]

I’m just in the mood for a random conversation between our two besties who are secretly in love💕💕

Hiii babes!! This is the most random convo ever but it just shows their relationship and how they just talk about everything😂 enjoy💖

-find all things Trouble Next Door here✨

*this may or may not be inspired by a conversation me and my friend had over a bottle of vodka one night lol*

“If you were an exotic dancer what would be your signature song?” “Easy…pour some sugar on me.” “Eddie be serious…that song is so over done.” “Because it’s a classic…it describes me perfectly.” “Oh please explain.” “I’m hot…and sticky sweet.” “You’re clearly high right now…” “I’m sober as a judge…what would be your song?” “I’d go with something unexpected like…Angel by Aerosmith.” “Oh yeah I can see it.” “Right? It would be so good.” “It would be a little too slow for my taste but it suits you.” “You gotta signature move to go with your sugar song?” “Oh you gotta have some cold hard cash on display for me to show you that…” “i have two dollars and a bottle of vodka.” “That’ll do…put my song on sweet cheeks.” “Okay but don’t actually get naked I don’t feel like going blind today.” “Oh it would cost you way more than two lousy bucks and some cheap vodka for you to get the privilege of seeing me naked.” “I mean there was that one time when I walked in on you in the sho-” “we don’t talk about that remember?” “Sorry sorry…here’s your song…let’s see the moves.”

[fandomxo00]

House Of Gold - Part 8 - hangover cure

characters: Logan Howlett!Human!AU x Audra Everly!OC

word count: 6.3k

warnings: little angsty, serious convos, kissing, heavy petting, Audra getting overwhelmed, tooth aching obsession, mentions of disabilities and mental health issues (Audra is autistic) smut: p in v, breast play, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap b4 u tap), good portion is just filth

Logan mumbled something about finding clothes as he walked out in a towel and walk towards his room. You walked out quickly to get him a snack and water so he could start sobering up faster. You adjusted the waistband of his sweats as you entered the living room to see the majority of trash picked up, a pile of laundry started. Wade perked up his head as he set down the broom before walking over to you. "You fuck it out?" You flinched at his unbrashed words, before rolling your eyes. 

"No, but maybe you should go talk to him."

"I just pissed him off before, you calmed him down."

"You're his best friend, your gonna fight. Just go talk to him." You replied before crossing your arms over your chest. Wade sighed before walking towards his bedroom door, Logan came over to the door, his face falling as he saw him. 

"Don't want company right now, bub." Logan grunted.

"I bet you don't mind Audra's company." 

"Oh really, I didn't think that was obvious." He deadpanned. 

"It was her idea for me to talk to you." With that, Logan begrudgingly opened the door, showing off his shorts and tee shirt as Wade stepped inside and walked in to lean against his dresser. "I didn't mean to piss you off."

"I know." 

"And I've got alot going on, Nes is pregnant. I forgot about the time of year; I wouldn't have pushed you about her."

"It wasn't your fault, talking to me about Auddie-." Logan shrugged. "This shit would've happened anway, it's bound to."

"No, Logan it's not. You need help when it comes to this shit, you start hating yourself and Justin told me about the way you were yelling whatta call her, Auddie? That's so-." Wade rambled. 

"Shut up." He started, "We bicker all the time, it's not-."

"No, you know this is different. I want to be here for you but I'm not going to watch you drag Auds down with you. You need to fix this before it gets worse." Wade said, pointing his finger at Logan as an annoyed look splayed over his face. He knew Wade was right, that was what pissed him off. "I truly do ship the two of you. But Eva said she's never-she's never fought with anyone like that. She trusts you, enough that even when you're a dick she'll challenge you." Logan was now sitting down on the bed and looking down at his hands.

"I'm falling in love with her." Logan mumbled. 

"Yeah, I wondered how she got through to you."

"Because she cares about me so much, I don't think I deserve it." 

"You're an idiot." Wade replied. "You should see the way she looks at you like the two of you were struck in the ass by cupid." He scoffed at this, in reality, he did find Wade funny, but he wouldn't let him know that. 

Wade was already had a god complex, and he wasn't going to fuel that. But he also there for a long time, he was the who spend years dealing with his drunk ass. Taking the abuse, being hit a few times, getting into physical fights was usually how the two friends dealt with their issues. This was different though; Wade wasn't the one who was picking him up, you were. You did only volunteer, but you busted through the door, you knew something was wrong. A lot of people might not notice the change, when he starts drinking heavily, he is grumpy, depressed, numb. You didn't take his shit, you threw it right back at him, adamant that he needed help that you weren't going to leave. Logan did everything in his power to make you leave, not that the control of himself, he wanted to be alone, and he didn't want you to see him like this. But you did not care, you trusted him when he spoke about his intentions, so you fought back against all of those negative thoughts and words. You weren't going to take the abuse, even when he lost all control and screamed at you. It was like the more he didn't want to hurt you the louder his voice got. 

"How do I fix this?"

"You talk to her, tell her the truth, trust her."

You finished loading the laundry downstairs grabbing your wet clothes from the bathroom. Going back upstairs to see Eva and Justin on their way out, you thank them for coming and give Eva a hug. She tells you to call if you needed anything and you tell her to check on your grandparents. She agreed before heading out the door and you checked in with Justin before he walked out. You asked if he was okay after what happened with Justin, and he shrugged saying this wasn't his first rodeo before kissing your cheek. You weren't extremely close with Justin, but he quickly started to feel like family, you just don't have much in common. But he was like a brother, and you would protect each other. Though you made it very clear about who you would be choosing the divorce, and it wouldn't be him. 

You shut the door and locked it behind them before turning back and that's when a faint buzzing started coming from the kitchen. As you went closer, you saw Logan's phone flashing and it said, Jenny. Without even thinking, you answered the phone and cringed at yourself as you started walking towards his room. But then she connected, "Hey-Laura is wanting to come home next week, you should call and-."

"I'm not Logan, one second."

"Who is this?"

"I'm Audra-just one second." You reached his door and knocked quickly, before opening the door and muting it then handing it to Logan. "I'm sorry, I didn't even think when I picked it up-."

"It's Jenny?"

"Yeah." You swallowed. Logan sighed as he looked over at you, before patting the space next to him on the bed. You could see on his face that he was already sobering up, needing to drink continuously to remain drunk for a short period of time. He moved his hand out, looking over at Wade and shewing him away.

"Bye Auds." Wade said as he started towards the door.

"Auds-?"

"Get out." Logan gruffed. That's when Logan unmuted the phone, not letting a word edgewise before he started talking. "Hey Jenny....my girl...It's none of your business...I think she should stay with you...My dad's anniversary...I will...I'm still not telling you-...Yeah bye."

Logan threw the phone on the bed before turning to you and reaching out for your hands. You turn your palms up towards him so his hand rest against your wrist, his thumb rubbing against your pulse point. "I'm not mad." He sighed, looking into your eyes. 

"Okay, good. I just didn't want to cross any-." You started.

"Yeah, but your apart of my life." 

"I'm your girl?" His hands move up your arms before going to your waist and pulling you on to his lap. You smiled as you settled on his thighs, your arms around his neck before you move your hands to rest on his chest. 

"Yeah you are."

"I like the way you just claim it." You murmured, looking into his eyes.

"You're dangerous." He murmured, leaning as his voice quieted. "So fucking beautiful."

"If you want to appease me compliment my brain." You quoted Grey's Anatomy, your favorite character being Cristina Yang. If you know you know. Logan's face broke out into a smile as his eyes crinkled at the corners, drawing your full attention. Your hands move to frame his face as you move up on to your knees. Then you lean down to press your lips against his, his mouth slightly open as he kisses you back. He grunts into your lips, as he wraps his arms around your waist. Then you slowly pulled back and he loosened his arms. "We need to talk first."

"Yeah." Logan breathed out, his eyes fluttering open as your hands move to push back his now dry hair. "Keep touching me." You smiled as you leant to connect your lips in a very soft kiss before leaning down to peck at his jaw. 

"You can't..." You sighed, as you found a spot that made his breath deepen. Then you suck at the spot before nipping to mark him. 

"Fuck Auddie." His hands go to your hips as he lightly tugs you away to sit across from him. You giggled over at him as you lightly suck your top lip into your mouth. His attention drawn away from the serious conversation as he sees the joy on your face. But you slowly calm down before giving your focus back to him. 

"I'm not mad about what happened." You started. "And I don't expect you to just get better and I am here for you. But you don't say those things to me, we can fight but you played dirty and I am not going to be with someone who-says horrible things to me, not again."

"I'm sorry." Logan grumbled softly. "I should hurl abuse at Wade, so-I don't ever talk about because I know he doesn't care, he's done worse. But I'm gonna try to do better, I might fuck up again but I don't want to. I just can't control myself sometimes."

"That's all I needed to hear." You whispered, your hand reaching out for his knee. 

"I know but you gotta hear me out." Logan continued. "I-You mean a lot to me; I know we haven't known each other for long but I want to continue this together. All that shit I said was wrong, and I know there is no way to make it up to you. And I can't ask you to help me but will you be with me?"

"I am with you. If you hadn't noticed I think I'm already yours." 

"Let me come home with you for the weekend." Logan tried, as you smiled over at him, moving back on to your knees to move closer to him. All you wanted for him was to say that he would try, he seemed like a man who usually wouldn't fall back on his word, and you'll mark this down for the future. Do your best to help him process but not pushing him to do something he doesn't want to do. 

"Well, I don't know." You joked, your lips hovering near Logan's as he grinned over at you. "Kiss me first."

"That'll be so hard to do." Logan murmured as slotted his mouth over yours, his hands instinctively going to your waist and tugging you into his lap. You started moving your lips against his, you wanted to grind your hips against him. You were starting to get the female equivalent of blue balls, being so close to him fucking him and having to back away. The dirty thoughts that were flowing through your head. You were sex crazy because of this man, you knew that you always liked sex, and you enjoyed when you did it. But you only needed sex a very few times and usually not because of anything someone else did. You were attracted Logan in many ways, it wasn't just his physique but his heart. You knew it wasn't hard to be a caring person but the men you ran into were immature, lazy, and selfish. You would beg them to let you in and they wouldn't even know what you were talking about. Logan wasn't perfect, that was evident from today, but he was trying to be better. If it got bad enough, if he couldn't control his temper or his drinking, you might have to create space for your own health. But you wouldn't be gone, you would try to be there when you can, but you had to protect yourself even if he was a good man. 

Eventually the two of you were able to separate before he asked you to run to the store, he wanted to continue to sober up, so he needed protein and electrolytes. You ran to the store grabbing a few things on his list before coming back. When you were gone, he packed up some of his clothes and essentials, he loaded up his range rover and then he was confronted with the trash bags. The urge to open them and to see if there was still alcohol in there was strong but then he thought about you. Logan thought about how he wanted to try for you, he didn't want to hurt you, and he wasn't going to again. He heard the washer go off after he threw away the trash, so he proceeded to wash his hands before going to the bathroom to change over the laundry. 

When you got back, he loaded up the car with a few bags before hoping into the passenger seat. While you were out your reached out to grandma to let her know that Logan was going to be staying and that he was struggle a bit. Your grandparents stayed far away from alcohol as they've gotten older, and you don't drink enough to keep anything inside the house.  You still drank in social settings usually after your high from the weed wore off. You basically functioned off of weed, you didn't overuse it but without an anxious mess. It's like your thoughts never stop, each one dialed up to 100 and eventually there is so many you can't decipher what you want and what your trauma wants. You also tried not to drink a lot and before you were twenty-one you didn't drink at all, maybe a couple times in high school but you learned quickly that you and alcohol didn't mesh. But you've grown older and more mature, you're starting to balance your mental health, and you wanted to date again. You were no longer in survival mode as you finally started living your life again. 

Your grandparents insisted on making the two of you dinner, so Logan decided to help, bonding with your grandma and chatting with your grandfather. The dinner went smoothly, if you hadn't already known he was charming, he was definitely proving it to you tonight. After his protein bar and Gatorade, he was feeling better, and it was easier to forget about his dad as Audra naturally distracted from his pain. 

Then the two of you went up to your room, the two of following your night routine's before getting into bed with each other. Before getting into your pajamas as Logan stripped back down to his underwear before throwing on plaid sleep pants. Your light was turned on because you usually had naturally lit but you knew you'd either wound up talking or fucking, and you want the lights on for that. 

Logan reached out for you, pulling you into his chest, as you splayed your hand on his naked pec. You put your head in the crook of his neck then he angled his head towards you, rubbing his nose on your hairline before kissing your forehead and whispering, "I'm sober." You breathe at Logan's words, the air that comes of your mouth shaky, as your rub your hand against his skin. 

"God I want you so bad." You confessed, a blush coming to your cheeks, as your leg tangled with his right one before rubbing your leg against his. Logan leant down, dipping his chin as he moved in to connect your lips. Your hand coming up to his jaw, deepening the kiss but keeping it slow. 

"Wanna take my time with you." Logan confessed, as his hands started down your waist, one hand staying there as his hand went to your ass to move you ontop of him. You breathed out heavily as you stared down at him, your hands flattening against his skin. Bending your elbows, your lips landed back on to his, obsessed with the feeling of his lips against yours. One of your hands coming to run your fingers through his hair as he groaned into your mouth. 

Logan's left hand started moving under your baggy shirt, his warm skin against your cold, making a shiver run up your spine. That's when you couldn't help but rock your hips against his as he messily kissed you and moved his hands up to sweep over your ribs and down to your hips. Then both of his hands came to the bottom of your tee and started tugging it off your body. You obliged, moving your arms forward so he could slip it off of you. Your breasts were freed, your nipples pebbling from the cold air, as his large hand came up to grab at the flesh. He groaned into your mouth as you ground your hips with his. 

That's when he rolled the two of you over, flat against your back he started at your neck as he kissed you. Leaving sloppy wet pecks against your skin the further he went down the faster your heart raced. Your hands resting against the bed as he moved down to kiss at the tops of your breasts. One of his hands came up to massage at your chest, while his mouth connected with your nipple. He sucked the bud into his mouth before rolling his tongue around the point. Logan popped off with a wet sound and your nipples ached in pleasure. Then he switched to the other side, he drove you crazy. His hips also ground against yours, the outline of his cock protruding through his pajama pants and rubbing against your clothed pussy. 

"Logan." You whimpered; you couldn't control your hips as you bucked forward. You met his knee, and your hands grasp at his hair, pulling the messy strands. His lips sucked the flesh of your breast in his mouth, nipping lightly. You ground your hips, hopeless for friction as he marked you, then glanced up at you to see your reaction. "Don't stop." Logan's eyes were desperate before a smile widened on his face at your plea. He cups the flesh in his hands as he continued to nip and suck at the tops of your tits. It was like he was almost in a trance as he llaved at your nipple then sucking bruises at the tops of your cleavage. 

You were overwhelmed by his hot mouth. When his eyes weren't closed, they were burning with lust and something that softened his heated gaze. The feeling of his brown, soft hair, it was a little longer than usual, but you were obsessed with it. Logan's eyebrows furrow as he sucks and laps, completely consumed by you. Then he moved back to look at the bruises, the expression on his face like he was looking at a masterpiece. This is what he needed after everything that happened. You weren't doing this to take the pain away, you were doing it to be close to him, so you could learn each other's bodies, learn what makes each other tic. His senses were in overload, he could see his saliva on your skin, he could smell your perfume, the purple bruises blossoming all around your chest, the way your chest heaves as he touches you. 

There was a part of him that wanted to fuck you so badly, he'd been trying not to think with his cock. If he just fucked you, he'd be using you to hide his pain, but now he was worshipping you, learning you, pleasuring you. Logan didn't care how early you had to wake up, he needed time with you, and you were willing to give him that. If he wasn't falling in love with you before exploring your body was just another step down the rabbit hole. He was learning how to touch you; he knew how to have sex with you but the two of you have never made love. Logan needed to know that there was a light at the end of the tunnel. As he moved back up to your face, you pressed a kiss against his red swollen lips. You moaned into his mouth as his hands came to your shorts and panties, and lifting your hips off the bed so he could pull them down your legs. 

Then he looks up at your eyes, as he moved back on to his knees and moving back. A confused look crossed your face as he brought your knee up to his leg. But he started with a kiss on your knee, his hand splaying on your thighs and pulling you closer. You let your other leg fall open and he groaned against your thigh as you showed him how wet you were. Logan moved down to his elbows, his stomach against the sheets before he pulled your center close to him. "I just want you." You breathed, "We can do that later, I-.I want to make love." You flushed as he sighed in relief. Not because he didn't want to eat you out, that is his favorite activity but because you wanted what he wanted. 

Then you wanted more, you wanted him to make love to you, something he was planning on doing. His chest felt warm, his feelings for you intensifying, before you had explained to him about your intimacy issues, that it use to fuck in a bathroom at a bar, but it was hard to be intimate. After crossing the barrier, you were very open for him, and he wondered if it would be a challenge in the future. But after what you did today, he was going to fight for you, it didn't matter if one day your love would fade away as they did, but he would be there to fix it. Logan just hopes his own issues wouldn't make things complicated again. 

He thought about all of that while he reached up to connect your lips. While he reached for your hips and positioned you on his lap, he was used his strength to hold you on him as he moved back on to the bed. Your hands landing on his chest as your hands came to the side of his face and nape of his neck. Logan smiles against the kiss as your hands moved down to his pants, he got the hint, holding you with one arm with brute strength and the other coming to pull his pajama bottoms down. You breathed out shakily as his cock sprung out, hard and weeping, before he leant back on your pillows. You leant forward to kiss Logan, his tongue peeking out to lick at your lips, moaning into his mouth as allow him access. 

That's when Logan distanced himself from your mouth as he starts light kissing on your jaw and then your shoulder. "You're so pretty." He murmured against your skin before his hands came to cup your cheeks as he ravishes your mouth with his own. Completely wrapped up in Logan as you made out before your hand moved to feel the course hair on his chest. Then moving your hand across his abs, feeling his tight muscles and the way he purposely flexed them as you moved your hand down. Your hands skims past his cock before wrapping your hand around him, as his eyes fluttered shut, his eyebrows furrowing. You left a soft kiss against his jaw as he felt the veins, the soft skin under your hand, but he also hot, throbbing, and long. You knew that needed this man inside of you, moving on your knees so you rub him against your heat. Logan hisses, "Fuck, Auddie." His eyes are hazy as he opens them, looking down at your pussy as you lined him up with your entrance, your eyes on him the whole time, watching the expression on his face as you finally sunk down on him. Logan's hands going to your waist as your hand rested on his shoulders. You breathe out shakily as your tight walls engulf his length, then he hits that spot in you and your jaw shook lightly as you moaned, closing your eyes and tilting your head back. "You feel so good, does it feel good baby?"

"Y-yes." You stuttered, before starting to rock your hips against his open. His chin dipping down to connect your lips as you kept a slow rhythm. One of his hands comes to paw at your chest, swiping his thumb against nipple before cupping the bottom and sucking your nipples in his mouth. You continued to ride him, using his shoulders as leverage as you moved up and down his cock. 

"Just like that baby." He whispered into your chest, before you moved back, his cock sliding out of you and showing your glistening arousal. But he didn't have to ask what you were doing as you immediately turned around and went on your knees for him. Logan's hands go to your hips, pulling you back towards him, one of his hands coming down to line up his cock before stretching you out with him. You hummed aloud, your mouth dropping open in a loud moan. His arm came around you pulling you back against his chest and somehow going deeper inside of you, making your back quiver. One his hands flatten against your stomach, gripping you and pulling you down on to his cock. You moaned out as you helped him bounce you, before his hands came to clasp your tits in his hands. Using them like handles as he moved further down the bed before starting to slam up into you before slowly pulling out and doing that over and over until you got too loud. Then he put his hand over your mouth before leaning down to your ear, "Shh, be a good girl. Don't wanna get caught do ya? Not again." 

You felt his chest rumble as he chuckled, that's when your hand went to the one on his mouth removing his hand. That's when you brought his middle finger to your mouth, swirling your tongue around the digit as he kept pounding up into you. Logan grunted as you started fluttering around him, you moved his hand down to clit. His other arm wrapping around your hips to drive up into you and hit your g-spot over and over again. Your toes curling as Logan consumed you with his cock, his hands, his lips that kept sloppily kissing at your neck. "Give it to me pretty girl" Logan crowed, you felt your body shutter as the band snapped in your stomach and you came all of his cock. He didn't stop his pace as you came down your hand reaching back for a pillow and stuffing your face into it. 

Logan chuckled before slowing down and pulling you off, that's when he had an idea as he slipped his feet under his legs, as you sat in front of him. You were a bit dazed as he gripped you by your hips and his hand went to your back to push your face down into the mattress. You could still breathe as he moved down to whisper into your ear. "This okay?" You turned head to take a deep breath and let out a wobbly smile. 

"Yes."

"I'm gonna keep you safe." He promised before kissing you below your ear and then leaning back on his knees. You felt the bed move as he inched closer, he gripped your hips then he lined up his cock, sinking into you. You moved your head into the mattress, your knees resting on the pillow you were moaning into. Logan knew that the two of you needed to do this alone at his house next time, he wanted to hear those whines and breathless moans. But the muffled version turned him on, knowing that you truly couldn't contain yourself even when you could disturb others. That's when he started pounding into you, making love was thrown at the window at the moment as you fucked like bunny rabbits. You grip the sheets in your hands, your knuckles almost turning white. Logan's name pouring out of your mouth like a stream of water and that's when it all stopped for you. 

You were taken out of the experience, like a warped reality as blood rushes to your head. Your hand is shaky as you put your thumb up and Logan's thrust slow before he pulls out of you. When you were taken out of the moment like that it was usually because you were tired, or things were too intense. It is usually not because of personal factors but rather environmental. You knew you liked being face down in the mattress and sometimes you couldn't pinpoint what overstimulated you. Logan's arms are gentle as he wraps his arm around you and pulls you to his chest. But before he brought you in to close, he looked down at you, his eyes full of worry, "Do you want me to touch you?"

"Yes." You whispered, closing your eyes as you felt him pull back the duvet before slipping the two of you underneath it, pulling it up over you. His lips press to your forehead, and as he scans your face, he didn't see sadness or anguish. Instead, he saw how tired you were and he moved your messy hair away from your face. You let a breath out, the intensity stopping for a moment,  brought it back down, you collected yourself as you said, "Just need it slower." 

"We can stop."

"I want you..." You trailed. "I want you to come." Logan smiled softly at you, the crinkles at the sides of his eyes, the sheen in his hazel orbs. He was very good at holding you in his arms as he readjusted, moving to the end of the bed with you, setting his feet on the floor, as you splayed over his hips. Logan's hard cock resting against your stomach as you reached out for it and moving your hand up and down. He lays down on his back, his hands resting on your ass, and lifting you up. You brought his cock to your slit, still sopping wet from his earlier fucking. You leant down, your hands resting on his collarbones as you gave him a open mouth kissed. He moved you against him, your lips moaning into his. You could barely keep your eyes open at the pleasure he gave you and he couldn't stop looking at you. The blissed-out look on your face when he had his cock in you, the way your overstimulated walls fluttered around his cock, he wasn't going to last much longer. 

The sound of your skin lightly slapping together, the smell of sex and sweat that filled the air, and the way this man felt against you. You don't even know how long the two of you have been wrapped up in each other, but it almost felt like making up for lost time. Your lips connecting with yours again, the two of your lips like magnets as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. His thrusts began to speed up and you felt another orgasm start to well up in you. You moaned his name into his mouth as his hips pistoned into yours, for the first time in a long time you didn't need clit stimulation to orgasm as it ripped through you. The way your pussy clenched around Logan pulled him right over the edge. His husky voice whispering and groaning your name as he came inside of you. 

You relaxed against him as you were finally finished with each other. His hand relaxed against your hips before skimming up your back, threading his fingers into your hair, before running through the strands. Your head moving into the crook of his neck, you were completely exhausted. Logan's mind was overwhelmed with you, but it wasn't something he wanted less of. He held you close and felt you shiver, his head moves back to look down at you. "Hey, lets go to the bathroom real quick." Logan suggested, as you muttered something incoherent before tiredly pushing off from his chest. You gently move yourself off of Logan, his cock soft and covered in your come. You blushed, looking away as Logan laughed, his thumb coming to your chin. "Gettin shy on me now, c'mon." He joked, as he reached down to help you, he wanted to feel bad for legs wobbly but he just stroked his ego. So he scooped you up in his arms and lead you to your bathroom. 

Logan had laughed earlier when he went in to get ready for bed, knowing that he would not comfortably fit in your shower. He was used to be taller than a lot of shower heads by the ceiling slanted and he would have to duck to get in the shower. Logan set you down on the ground before lifting the toilet bowl. "I got it." You whispered, amusement in your tone as you sit down to pee. He grabs a washcloth, wetting the cloth with soap and washing himself, his thighs. He'd try to take a shower in the morning. Then he hangs it up on your towel rack as you finish going to the bathroom. He found another towel for you and handed it to you before you got up from the toilet. Lightly pressing the cloth to your folds, a slight ache, something you really didn't mind.  Logan reached out to take it and you couldn't help the flush at the domestic dynamic between the two of you, he left the bathroom. After you washed your hands, you slipped on your robe, you walked out to see Logan putting his briefs on before walking over to press a kiss to your cheek. 

"Gonna go get us some water." He breathed before slipping on his pajamas pants and heading downstairs, but before he left you gave you a breathless look, a smile curving on his lips before he lifted his eyebrows, teasingly. You slipped on your tee-shirt from earlier along with your shorts then slipped into bed. 

When Logan went downstairs he was met by your grandmother, he had regretted not putting on a shirt as she looked up from her cup of coffee. "You want a cup? It's decaf."

"Uh, yeah sure." He gave Mary a tight-lipped smile, Logan didn't like to admit that he got nervous but he knew how much this woman meant to you.

"I wanna know how you did it." Mary questioned, her voice curious, the same defiant sheen in her eyes that he saw in yours. 

"What exactly?" He pressed, slipping in next to the older women after getting his cup of joe. 

"My granddaughter-she takes months to open up and good portion of the time you can tell she's interested in someone else, even if it's vague. For so long she just wanted to be in a relationship that she didn't care who it was with." Mary explained as Logan stared down at his mug, dumbfounded. "But you can tell she doesn't want anyone else but you."

"I don't know how I did it." Logan murmured. "I just know I'm damn lucky."

"That's right, she's a good girl and-." She points at him, "You know what I mean by that. So if you any ounce of bad intention you walk out that door because that girl wouldn't hurt anyone if she could."

"Yeah." He hummed, a small smile on his lips. "She's-the first women I've-" he swallowed, "I just knew she wasn't going to use me." 

"She's always been that way, not to say she didn't have her fair amount of bratty moments but-she was misunderstood by her mother. She never understood her autism." 

"Her what?" Logan asked, he was caught off-guard but not alarmed. But he also didn't know what that meant for her, or why she didn't tell him? "She didn't tell me."

"Oh hon." She sighed, reaching out for his hand and squeezing his hand. "She's just scared, in so many ways people have treated her differently when she's told them about it. I bet it's the last thing she wants to happen with you."

"I just don't-know what that means for her."

"It means you treat her the same, it means you listen to her, it means your there for her when she can't be there for herself. Once in a while she goes through burnout." Mary started, Logan stared at the women intently as he brought his mug up to his mouth. "She'll act severly depressed, and it's not just a hick up or a bad day, you'll see the light leave her eyes, she won't be living anymore, she'll be surviving. But don't you dare feel bad if you can't tell, it's hard at first, she might not know how to tell you. She needs patience and she needs someone who won't give up on her." Logan smiled over at the her, his hand reaching out to squeeze her hand lightly.

"Thank you for telling me, even if you didn't mean to."

"Oh she knows I can't shut my mouth." Mary waves her hand away before tapping his hand. The two talk for awhile drinking their coffee and then you come down, trying to make sure that everything was alright. But before you entered the kitchen, you heard their voices, smiled to yourself before turning around and heading back upstairs. 

[throne-for-queens]

Not sure if anyone else summarized the bad friends podcast but I listened to it last night:

- he said he was sober after talking about an incident where he got caught with cocaine at LAX 7 or 8 years ago

- he talked about having an ego death in 2022 when he realized that no matter what he did people were still going to dislike him and the hosts said that the people who hated him probably liked him more than his fans

- talked about Casie a lot (which was sweet) when the hosts asked if he had the conversations about her smoking weed or getting tattoos. Kells said he never tried to hide who he was from her so if someone tried to woo her with drugs and stuff she wouldn't think it was so glamorous and he wanted someone to genuinely "court" her (his words)

- talked about a music video and I'm like 100% sure it's for El Pistolero where he got a martial artts creator from Instagram to be in the video and so some kind of ode to DBZ and Naruto

-one of the hosts out rapped him in that really fast part in El pistelro (he also said he did the fast rap as an ode to his fans because we like when he raps fast lol)

- one of the hosts (Bobby) asked if he could play a furry animal in an upcoming music video (this whole part made me laugh so hard lol)

- he mentioned his 3 cats and said he had about 80 different cat beds for them but they all prefer cardboard boxes

- for all the ppl who are afraid to watch or listen for mentioning of *her* she was only mentioned twice. Once by one of the hosts saying he didn't want to puke on her and then by colson in the same context but other than that she was not brought up so it's safe to listen to if you were worried about that 😉

Those are all the main things I remember about it!

Thank you for this, I missed some of these convos. Thanks for bringing out the highlights! 😁

[rocketturtle4]

Only Friends and the communication pay off that I desperately need to scream about. (Plus a little bit of meta about themes of acceptance)

Back after Ep ah 3? 4? what is time anyway, I wrote a post about:

I love how Only Friends is exploring and portraying communication

I have been continuing to enjoy this central theme of communication and honesty being portrayed. And me and the watchbuddies have been fascinated by the way forced honesty, rather than honesty by choice, has been flowing through the last couple eps and wrecking the relationships.

But this ep? Oh. My God.

The Pay off

THE PAY OFF

Lets start with the quite little victory laps me, @shouldiusemyname and @plantsarepeopletoo were doing through nearly every convo of this episode...

Ray Mew:

Kind of hard to read in tiny but we got it completely, Ray and Mew went to progress things physically, it got stopped, Ray got angry and then lo and behold we got that final (Beautiful) Ray Mew convo about how they were both basically using the other... Also Orya calling the survival of the Friendship as well 10/10

Also Paprika gets all the credit for the Honesty Theme

Also Sand Ray...

FINALLY COMMUNICATED SOBER (and then they kept doing it we got, what, 4 talking scenes??)

But then This Ep was all...you want honest communication huh?

HOLD. MY. BEER.

Sand Ray communication (plus more there was so much this ep, their journey of communication was so goooooood)

Ray Mew Communication (x2)

Boston Nick communication - or well Nick to Boston, but we got to leave something for the rest of the series

Nick Sand communication, not that they needed it but again oh my god, honesty leading to continued/further closeness.

Only Friends is really hammering home the point

And the point, in this ep, was about Honesty, Communication and ACCEPTANCE

Top voiced acceptance for Mew's needs in that moment, even as it wasn't what he wanted.

Nick accepts Boston's choice in that moment, even though it wasn't what he wanted.

Sand accepts Ray's conflicted feelings in that moment, even though it wasn't what he wanted. And in this case, also clearly conveyed that he wouldn't be waiting around if he got a better offer, while Ray figured himself out. and Ray had to accept that.

Even Cheum and Mew got a bonding moment over honesty and acceptance

...

There's so many things I could say with all the themes and connections whirling through the show.

The way honesty and surviellance are intertwined with forced honesty causing breakdown and Top's choice not to force Ray and Mew into that, even after he'd been forced, lead to him unknowlingly regaining some of Mew's trust.

Further links into discussions on the generational divide and the juxtoposition of presenting a queer community so reminiscent of the decades before technology permeated through our society and yet dogged by technology at every moment (@shouldiusemyname and I have been talking about this one a lot - how the present and the past are colliding in this show to show how things have and haven't changed from before the turn of the millenia)

The way hope continues to permeate through because being in your 20s is messy, and it's supposed to be, but that doesn't make anyone to broken to be loved.

More pain shall definitely come

Because a moment of honesty does not lead to perfection, and these characters still have a lot of growing to do...

But I am continuing to adore the honesty of the show

it's characters

it's themes

it's relationships

it's emotions

I'm adoring the heart of Only Friends

and I can't wait to see what's next

[rodolfoparras]

UPDATE

I have my very own old man now./af

Just for some info, he’s openly BI otherwise I probably wouldn’t have come to his place in fear of Rejection :/

It was kinda wild, it was just us for ages and we were flirting heavily. It was going really well and then he fell into a river cause we decided to go on a drunken walk. (Never walk by yourself drunk). He got all muddy and stuff so I took him back and ran him a bath. He got in with all his clothes on, but when I told him he probably wasn’t going to get clean that way and should probably take ‘em off but he grumbled and said something about ‘Can’t be naked it’s not gentlemanly.’ And stupidly I left him alone to go out to the deck to sober up a bit. AND HE CAME OUT SOPPING WET AND LAYED ON ME!!! This man is like 3 times my size, so ofc I was in heaven. Turned out we left the tap running in the bathroom and flooded the bathtub 😭. We noticed fairly quickly tho. We ended up passing out on the couch watching some shitty late night show. I ended up staying the weekend cause he wanted me there and I couldn’t say no, I had the fattest crush on the guy so I wanted to spend more time with him. We had a great time and mostly spent quality time together, with him showing me little projects he’s been working on around his place. We spent all Saturday recovering from hangovers and laughing at stupid things.

I got a kiss goodbye and had a conversation about officially being together after a few more dates and getting to know each other. (As in openly together, not a talking stage thing type of thing.)

There is a bit more but I felt it may be TMI

I MUST BE DREAMING THO PINCH ME PLEASE IM IMAGINING THINGS. THIS CANNOT BE REAL

Love from

-🎸 anon

Sugar bee I don’t know how much of these asks I can take before I jump out of a plane /j WHEN IS IT MY TURN!!! WhERE IS MY OLD MAN IM SICK SICK SICK!!

But sugar bee this genuinely sounds like something out of a movie!! From him falling into the water to you taking him home, having a silly convo about how he probably shouldn’t shower with his clothes on, him coming and laying on you still sopping wet and flooding the bathroom because he forgot to turn off the shower 😭😭 also for some reason when I read the gentleman part I’m imagining price because it’s totally something he would do/ say oh man when will it be me 😔

And it sounds like you had such a lovely weekend! I find it so sweet that he was eager to show you his little projects like an excited kid or something 😭 but in general he and this whole date sounds like one of the loveliest thing and I’m glad it all went well and you enjoyed yourself!!

And sugar bee if you feel comfortable and want to do so you’re more than welcome to share the tmi part I don’t mind !!

If anyone needs me I will curl up in a ball and pretend I have my own old man in my arms 😔

[libra-stellium]

Tracking Venus transits!

Notes from Planets in Transit - Robert Hand

Venus sextile Ascendant (May 8 - May 12)

I was sleep deprived during this time from my loud upstairs neighbors so I didn't go anywhere lol it was still a chill time

Very lighthearted time, you should be able to relax with friends

You feel so good you want to share it with everyone and express your feelings of affections

This transit helps to improve your relationships with everyone especially those closest to you

Good time to go out and meet people

Transit helps ensure you make a favorable impression

Venus sextile Saturn (May 13 - May 18)

This transit will show you in a positive way the duties and obligations that you have to live up to in your relationships, this will not be difficult

On 5/17 my aunt came to my apt asking for a slice of bread (she lives in the building lol) and I was like just make a sandwich and she did and at the same time my bestie texted me she was on her way and I was like ??? you're a day early lol but she didn't want to stay at her house so I told her it was fine to come and that was honestly fine! I think that the space I created for myself is so homey that it also brings other people comfort when they are here and I'm happy to share it!

Transit favors any creative activity demanding close attention to details

I made so much progress on my 3000 piece puzzle! I went to zumba and that was a lot of fun!

Your work will be carried out with great discipline

I packed my suitcase so easily!

Venus trine Neptune (May 15 - May 20)

Very pleasant transit, not very good to get work done, daydreaming

I didn't have any work at work and I was getting ready for vacation lol

Enables you to deal with people with great compassion and tenderness, you understand what they feel and think

That same night my aunt came for the sandwich we had a conversation and she was basically saying how she doesn't like having thoughts and i was like ??? tf?? lmao but basically she doesn't process anything ever bc to her it happened in the past so it doesn't matter anymore lol and then in the same convo she wants to talk about stuff her dad did when she was younger and the effect on her lol like....okay girl

Transit induces unselfish and spiritual love, just wandering about in a fog

I think this was an ideal transit to have while traveling bc this sounds like barely sleeping on the place and still having a fun day out bc it doesn't even feel real!

Venus trine Uranus (May 18 - May 23)

Transit will bring a little excitement to your life, something unexpected and stimulating that will help to make ordinary days more easily borne

New experiences every day in Amsterdam!

People you meet today are likely to be quite different from your usual friends

I was in a different country so everyone was different lol all super nice! Although tell me why at baggage claim when we arrived this lady literally punched my shoulder to move me out of her way LMFAO old ass bitch

You will seek different forms of entertainment today, maybe a concert of experimental music

Bestie and I tried edibles for the first time! It just made me more hilarious tbh but it was interesting to see that i had the same "sober up" power for like 5 min that I have when I'm drunk which is just enough to make sure we were safe and would get to our hotel safely lol

Venus opposite Pluto (May 20 - May 24)

You will seek feelings and emotions that transport you out of the ordinary

I feel like it was fated to try edibles in Amsterdam lol

Existing relationships may suffer difficulties because of obscure conflicts

I wonder if my aunt sharing my pics with my mom on 5/21 would count as an obscure conflict....

Be aware of yourself at all times, don’t let resentment flare up, air tensions but not destructively

I don't remember tensions tbh

Venus trine Sun (May 23 - May 28)

One of the most pleasant transits, good for enjoyable activity

This was the last couple days of my vacation, the trip back and first day back at work lol it was a fun time overall and that first day back at work no one emailed me asking for things so that was great!

Transit is good for recreation, pleasure, and amusing yourself with friends

Bestie and I went on these swings at the top of a building in Amsterdam and that was amazing!

[mangoposts]

mina I need a story time on everything u JUST SAID

-💐

K so there’s this guy i was talking to for a lil bit his name was BRANDON im exposing him cause he was an actual dickhead andddd i only began talking to him because my sister knew his sister and she was like he’s rlly nice you should talk to him blahhhh and i was like noooo but she gave him my number and he texted me and i had no clue who he was so i texted him back

Long story short i had a convo w him and he called me and he was fine i didn’t like him romantically but we had decent conversation so i would hang out with him from time to time cause he lived close and we become good friendssss we hung out often and he would call me a lot but i NEVER liked this man the way he liked me and i was very verbal with it like he tried making many moves like reaching for my hand or fixing my hair for me or whatever and i used to be like Uuuuughhhhh gross but he kept doing it bc he liked my literal disgusted reaction LMFAOOO

But anyway he noticed i started to get distant like three months in because he started to make too many moves and i didn’t fw that and i didn’t mind losing him as a friend at all so i just went a lil ghost then he texted me a freaky ass paragraph explaining all the things he likes about me saying he sees me in everything and everything he listens to or watches reminds me of him or whatever and saying to give him like one chance and listen this guy wasn’t ugly AT ALL he was very tall and he resembled Vinnie hacker a bit like same features😭😭😭 But i just could not like him in that way so despite the nice/creepy message or whatever i was still like Nooo i don’t really like you like that and then he called me and explained some more and was like can we just hang like one more time nothing romantic i just wanna be able to talk and have a drink with u so i was like okay im not declining a free drink bc im a slut

Anyways

I see him like a week later and we hang and then we go back to his car and we were gonna bar hop (I was kinda drunk and he was fake drinking. Literally completely sober while ordering me drink after drink which was crazy asl) But i noticed he wasn’t on my level so i told him let’s go to a different bar whatever so we’re in his car now and we’re in a literal empty ass parking garage bc he parked on the highest level and it was like 1am at this time

He brings up the fact that he fw me a lot again and despite me being tipsy i was still like listen broooooo you’re just my friend and i like fw u but i do NAWTTTT want a relationship in general let alone with you and then he’s like getting frustrated and he’s like “But i literally do everything for you” And starts complaining and yapping or whatever and im like falling asleep listening to this man im like Listen Bruh im either gonna fall asleep in this car or we’re going to go home bc i ain’t having this convo and then he started threatening me and was like “If you fall asleep you won’t wake up” And that was literally enough for me to take out my phone and text my sister to get me an uber but i did it casually by laughing at him and i was like “Whatever man” While texting her 😭😭😭 But i was tripping lowkey

Anyways he did have a weapon on him and he was going to use it if i didn’t just feed into his delusion and start saying “I do like you im just messing around” 😁 So i basically just acted flirty and shit until i knew i had a ride then i leaned over and unlocked his doors while like kissing his shoulder and left LMFAOOOOOO the ops were AFTER HIM🤍 But to be honest i don’t know if he suffered a consequence actually

He was a cancer man btw just saying ion know

[littlespoonevan]

Sending this to you bc I know you don't 100% believe in canon buddie. I don't really agree when people say that buddie has to happen any minute now. Is it just me or are they not very romantically coded at all? I struggle to find anything between them that isn't platonic. The guardianship thing? To me it seems normal for close bffs to do that. The extremely sexually charged kitchen scene? That was 3 seasons ago and hasn't happened again. Of course we can speculate based on those moments and say they'd be perfect for setting up buddie. But what do we actually have, without speculation? Maybe one or two looks exchanged between them, like during the couch metaphor convo? Also, atp neither of them is even canonically attracted to men. I say all of this as a buddie shipper, I want them to be together and I enjoy the speculations. But then I actually watch a new episode and I don't really see anything in the text that seems to lead up to it. Of course I'm hoping that'll change in future episodes but yeah. Idk, what do you think? Am I being too sober?

hey anon! i’m going to apologise in advance for how longwinded this answer is going to get but i wanna make sure i address all your points!! 

so one thing i went into the fandom believing (and something i still stand by) is that in s2 and 3 there is very little outside of buck and eddie’s dynamic with chris that implies anything romantic between them. i think the same can be argued in part for s4 and 5 (though i do believe something has shifted but i’ll get to that later!). and i know chris is so intrinsically tied to their dynamic it’s like, well what’s the point of removing him from the equation? but the thing is, for me, it’s about needing to see romantic attraction.

like, yes they’re a family, yes buck acts as a co-parent to chris, yes they’re partners and confidants and everything in between and yes they love each other. all of that is canon and none of it is extrapolation on our part. but all of it exists in this murky realm of plausible deniability. it could be romantic but it could also conveniently just be a very strong platonic bond if the show chooses to keep it that way. it’s Schrodinger's love story.

because, as we’ve all discussed before, the show very pointedly doesn’t define their relationship. except for the "you’re badass under pressure, brother” and the “you said it, brother” comments in s2 and buck calling eddie his best friend in 3x03, it’s never said out loud what they are to each other - particularly in these later seasons when their bond has only gotten stronger. and i think that’s absolutely deliberate. 

so if i were to describe my own views on everything right now i would say i’m cautiously optimistic. 

i believe there are writers and directors on the show who would make buddie canon in a heartbeat if given the green light, i believe the actors would be all for it and i believe the door has been left open for it to happen but i’m also not 100% convinced it will yet 

(especially because this is uncharted territory, like when has a network show Ever let two of their male leads fall in love and be together based on what was originally a fan theory????).

because as much as there are these underlying metaphors about hearts and the universe that we’re picking up on (and again, i believe they’re on purpose), i wouldn’t think the general audience is picking up on that. likewise, even though the fandom believes something like the eddieana breakup is queer coded (and i agree!!!) idk to what extent the general audience would make that leap??? like you said, as far as canon is concerned right now nothing has been confirmed to say either of them are attracted to men. my mom watches this show and i Know if buck and eddie suddenly got together in the morning she would be extremely confused. 

at this point what it would take to convince me is very simple. all i need is one close up shot on one of their faces while they look at the other person with the right music in the background and the right look on their face and i’m sold. that’s it. that’s all they’d have to do. they’ve already laid the groundwork. just give me one five second scene that would allude to something more as far as their feelings for each other are concerned

because right now, if i take off my shipper goggles and try to be objective my list of buddie scenes that made me sit up and go ‘wait this could be something more’ only consists of:

the kitchen scene in 3x09 (more so for the conversation before the flirting actually lmao)

buck’s reaction to the well collapse in 3x15

carla commenting on eddie’s relationship with ana in 4x13 (simply because the fandom had been predicting it for WEEKS before it happened)

how the shooting scene was filmed

the will reveal (more so for the “because evan. you act like you’re expendable but you’re wrong” part and eddie keeping the whole a secret for reasons unknown)

their dynamic in 5x14

buck’s description of love in 5x18 (actually probably the most explicit reference to buddie i feel they’ve done, especially when combined with ravi’s “a partner should have your back” comment)

the dinner scene in 6x01

those are the scenes i can’t explain. those are the scenes that feel romantically coded for me. those are the scenes that make me think there’s a chance at something. and like i mentioned earlier, i do believe something has shifted since the end of s4. so whether that means the writers have fully committed to bringing their relationship to fruition remains to be seen but they’ve definitely upped the ante.

i guess ultimately, to answer your question, i don’t think there’s anything wrong with reserving judgement right now or not being 100% convinced. i know sometimes there can be assumptions about why people feel like that but i think that can sort of feel a bit dismissive??? like, i don’t think the show is homophobic, i don’t think the show is queerbaiting, i’m absolutely nOT an ex-destiel shipper who believes this is a supernatural do-over (i have blessedly never seen a single ep of that show). i’m just waiting for a very clear and explicit indication that buck and/or eddie like each other and intend to do something about it.

i think what it comes down to is if that negatively impacts your view of the show?? like will i be disappointed if buddie doesn’t happen? of course. but will it ruin the show for me? absolutely not. i love speculating, i love reading theories, i love feeling unhinged about all the metaphors surrounding their relationship, i love every teeny tiny morsel of a scene we get between them and 100% believe they are the kind of person each other deserve at this point. but also that’s enough for me??? hell, it’s more than some canon ships have given me before lmao. and i feel like even if they don’t end up together, i still trust the writers to give them an ending that’s satisfying or, at the very least, is open to interpretation, y’know????

so yeah, i don’t know if any of this is helpful, anon, but i think if you’re still able to enjoy the ride and take their scenes for what they are then you don’t need to worry about what’s coming down the line 💛

[anderseva]

1, 2, 3, not only you & me || norgeva

WHO: Noah Puckerman @puckhq, Morgan Weston @morgan-weston, & Eva Anderson

WHERE: The Spare Room & then Eva's home

WHEN: Friday, August 9th

WHY: Two hot people enter the bar with technically the same birthday present for the birthday boy, so they decide to turn it into a threesome. There's no smut under here, we decided to fade to black because writing a threesome is too much work for us but pretend this is the steamiest sex of your life under this read more anyways.

MORGAN WESTON

"Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?" The infamous Tanya Tucker song blared out through the speakers. The sober people in the room probably wished that it was actually the Tanya Tucker version that was being belted out, but alas, it was not. Instead, it was some drunk lady, with a bottle of Budweiser - king of beers, after all - in one hand, and a microphone in the other, misreading the words on the screen, from the karaoke software. Morgan laughed to himself. Of course Puck would be celebrating his birthday at a bar with karaoke. A variety of songs had made sure the party was going strong, and "Delta Dawn" was no exception. 

People cheered for the drunk lady - they were probably also drunk - and Morgan took a swig of his own beer and looked around, spotting a seemingly happy birthday boy. Puck and him hadn't seen much of each other since the day they slept together, but that didn't mean that Morgan was upset, by any means. It just meant that there was more catching up to do. Heading towards him, the tall cowboy took several long strides, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a group of people instantly swarming him with birthday wishes. Morgan took another sip of his beer, and thought about what to do. He was in the middle of the room, and he looked pretty awkward, he figured. So instead, he tried to spot a way out of the situation. And there she was. He could spot her from a thousand miles away, he was sure of it. "Ms Anderson," Morgan greeted her, in their silly little way, as he walked up to her, with a smirk on his bearded face. "Are ya here for Puck's birthday too?"

EVA ANDERSON 

Eva hated karaoke, even more so while she was sober and her vision was 100% clear as day. Maybe it stemmed from having a musically inclined family, but hearing people who were tone deaf attempting to belt out songs she probably didn't know or hated was the worst kind of torture. She was only here for Puck, and that was the only thing that had guided her feet into this godforsaken place and right over to the bar. She'd even tipped the bartender a few extra bills to send a tray of shots over to Puck while she was being served bottomless Dirty Martinis — extra dirty in terms of less juice and more gin. As soon as he started putting them down in front of her, she was tossing them back before he could even start working on the next one. 

The crowd around Puck wasn't a surprise since he was so damn popular these days, and she didn't mind having to busy herself with some other people she knew, or had exchanged a few posts with online before finally meeting in person. Everyone seemed to be keeping the convos light while they sipped on their own alcohol, so it was decent enough company until she felt the need to push her way through the crowd to get to the birthday boy. Luckily that issue was pushed aside when she saw Morgan coming her way, and she couldn't have contained the glowing look on her face even if she'd wanted to (which she obviously didn't). "Hi, Mr. Weston." Eva beamed. God, she needed to unpack why she could turn into a bit of a puddle around only two attractive, tall ass men, but tonight wasn't the night to analyze that shit. "I am, but I didn't know you and Puck knew one another too." She hummed. "I'm surprised to see you at a packed bar, but I'm also jealous that Puck is apparently special enough to make this happen." She stated and frowned. "How do you two know each other?"

MORGAN WESTON

The way Eva looked tonight - 'oh, to hell with it', Morgan thought, 'the way Eva looked all the time' was enough to turn even the worst of days into the best ones, for the tall man. And then, her reaction to him, the way she greeted him, the tone of her voice with that smile mixed in, had him weak in the knees and stumbling, as he tried to casually lean against the big bar. If she asked, he'd blame it on the alcohol, and the amount of beers he'd had tonight. Grinning back at her, he took the last sip of his beer, before putting the bottle on the bar, and signaling to the bartender to get him another one, as well as another of whatever Eva was drinking. 

Morgan leaned in so he wouldn't have to shout over the drunk karaoke lady, the height difference between them more apparent than ever when he did so. "We met at the mixer - like you and I," He started the story, and maybe it was because he was a little tipsy, but he felt confident in himself. "We kinda hit it off right away. He came over once. Y'know..." The bartender came around with the drinks, and Morgan took another sip of his beer, turning to look at the guy everyone had come here for. "He's a good-looking man, Puck is." He turned back to look at the girl that kept enchanting him with her ways of just being. Morgan was hoping that she was good at reading in between the lines of what he was saying, so that he didn't have to flat out say 'we fucked', because what kind of southern gentleman would do that? "Eva, have ya ever heard the song 'Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond Of Each Other'?"

EVA

If there was always one thing Eva could depend on when it came to Morgan, it was probably his ability to always look at her and make her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was in the top three for sure, that much she knew, yet that gleam in his eye certainly felt like she was in the number one spot. It also helped that she seemed to leave him just as flushed, which wasn't a rare occurrence for her to get that response in return, it was just foreign for it to be mutual. She bit her lip as he leaned in closer, already spiraling from the close proximity. Had it not been for the cheers around the bar for that horrible performance on stage, she might have completely forgotten the real reason why she was here and made a move on the man right there at the bar. 

She hadn't been anticipating much for Morgan and Puck's first meeting aside from some little meet cute where two tall, hot men probably made jokes about being the tallest in the room or some other masculine thing men do when they met other dudes, so her jaw was damn near on the floor as she followed along with where this story was going. Morgan didn't even have to spell it out himself as the song did just that, and she nodded her head slowly. "The gay cowboy song." She stated once her jaw was back intact. How her gaydar had missed this, she'd never know. "Wait — are you here to give Puck another round as a birthday present?" Eva questioned, and as soon as the words left her mouth, a light bulb went off in her head. "If you are, I was about to tell you that you'll have to get in line behind me...but there's three attractive bisexuals here, one birthday boy, and we're giving him similar birthday presents, so..." Her words trailed off there as she smirked up at the cowboy, figuring he'd catch where she was going with this.

NOAH PUCKERMAN

Today had been a fucking awesome day and unlike most people, Puck actually liked karaoke. Yeah it was loud and most people couldn't sing, but the vibes were always right and the energy was always good. It was fun and people were drunk and celebrating him, so as far as the now thirty-two year old was concerned, there was no better way to end his birthday. Originally he wasn't going to drink too much, but people were being so generous and sending rounds of shots and it would be rude not to slam back at least one, maybe two. By the time he noticed Eva at the bar, he was being dragged up to the stage for a group number and he only agreed because it was a classic. Montell Jordan's, This Is How We Do It. At some point, he noticed Eva wasn't alone and he almost hopped off the stage when he realized who she was talking to, but whoever was next to him, grabbed his shirt to pull him back.

By the last thirty seconds, Puck was so distracted by how fucking hot Eva and Morgan looked, he wasn't even anywhere near a mic and he was just clapping to the beat. When the song finally ended, the birthday boy made his way down to the two people he had been the most interested in seeing tonight. As he approached he saw an energy between them and was way too tipsy and warm to figure out what it was. Finding his way through the rest of the crowd, he smiled as he came to stand between the two. His attention on Eva first, "God damn, you look good." Not that she didn't always look good, leaning down, he put an arm around her waist as he gave her a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for coming. Turning to Morgan he pulled him in for a hug, his hand cupping his beard covered jaw as he pulled away. "I'm fucking honored you came man, I know it's not your scene." Letting his hand linger a little longer before backing up completely, he looked between them. "Were y'all talking about anything interesting?"

MORGAN WESTON

Morgan watched as the realization washed over Eva's face, almost in slow-motion. The way her jaw dropped, it was like he could see when it sank in, and she understood what had happened between Puck and Morgan. It was almost amusing, and he couldn't help but smirk a little bit - he was kind of proud of that conquest. What he just hadn't realized, was that Eva had been there and done that too. It was almost as if Eva's realization about Puck and Morgan was transferred to Morgan. The tape rewound, and instead of it washing over Eva's face, it washed over Morgan's. 

"Are you- the two of you- together, you have-" Morgan stumbled over his words for a bit. 'God, that was so hot,' he thought to himself, and bit down on his bottom lip. As Eva kept going, putting suggestions out on the table, Morgan nodded along slowly, as he understood and picked up what she was putting down. "I think I underst-" Before he could finish that sentence, he was interrupted by the man in focus today, Puck himself, and he watched as he greeted Eva, knowing - and picturing what had gone down between them, in his head. He greeted Puck back with a soft smile, and a gentle 'happy birthday', before turning to look at Eva, the smile slowly turning into a wicked smirk. "Just 'bout your birthday present, man." He said, his gaze shifting focus to read his face and his reactions. "We think you're really gonna like it."

EVA ANDERSON 

Eva grinned at Morgan being tongue tied as he tried to understand what her deal with Puck was. Not that there was even a label for it yet. Maybe friends with benefits, though they hadn't even gotten too deep into the friends thing yet. Same with her and Morgan sort of, so really, she was in a great place with them both for her little idea to spawn into something. And Puck sliding in between them only heightened her interest in this arrangement. Smirking at his compliment, she leaned into the kiss to her cheek. "Thanks, birthday boy." She beamed. Wearing the short, tight-fitting dress had obviously been for Puck's enjoyment and it had worked, but for both of her boys. 

She let Morgan greet Puck as well before he answered the question, clearly on board with her little idea. It made perfect sense really, and with two out of three of them consenting, she didn't think it would be hard to get Puck to do the same. "Considering how many shots I sent you, Puckerman, I'm sure your mind's a little foggy so let me just spell it out for you: Mr. Weston and I were thinking that the three of us should take this party somewhere more...private. We can go back to your place if the kid is gone, but if not, my condo is like fifteen minutes away from here." Eva shrugged.

NOAH PUCKERMAN

Standing there, mouth agape, Puck was going over Eva's words in his head, thinking he must have misheard. There was no way she was suggesting what he thought she was suggesting. What apparently both Eva and Morgan were suggesting. It's something he'd thought about, I mean, you would too if you had the pleasure of experiencing them both separately. They were also two of the hottest people he'd ever seen and standing between them like this, drunk and vulnerable, he felt safe. Looking at them both, Puck really shouldn't have been so surprised. Why else would he have invited them both here knowing he'd want to go home with one equally as much as the other. What was the plan, if not this?

"She's not home but fifteen minutes is closer." Puck finally responded because he wasn't about to question shit and give any of them time to reconsider. It was his 32nd birthday and something told him this was going to be the threesome of his dreams. Especially since it was now obvious that Eva and Morgan clearly had something. Even if he was just a bit of fun on their way to falling in love, he would take it. "I'm ready when you guys are."

MORGAN WESTON

What the hell was happening? This was not something that the cowboy would've done back in Montana. He had sex, obviously, but it was never with two people at once. He was too quiet for that stuff! He didn't know what it was; maybe it was the alcohol circulating his system, or maybe it was LA, having him come out of his shell? Or maybe, it was the fact that he had two insanely hot people, who were feeling the same attractiveness, and the same yearning to be with him, the way that he did for them. They both turned him on so much, in two different ways, and having the opportunity to now mash that together, and have them at the same time was blowing Morgan's mind completely.

He motioned to the bartender that he'd pay for all three tabs, the moment that Puck's words left some sort of confirmation to the group. And while the bartender was ringing it all up, Morgan whipped his phone out, leaving no time at all to do something that he'd only recently learnt how to do; order an uber to take them to Eva's condo. He ordered, paid, and shifted to put his hand on Puck's ass, moving in to whisper in his ear, "happy birthday, man," his breath warm, and his eyes catching the same darkness in Eva's eyes, as he knew he was feeling inside of himself. His phone vibrated in his hand, and his heart jumped once at the excitement getting closer. "Our ride is here, let's go."

EVA ANDERSON 

The way Puck's jaw dropped when the realization hit told Eva everything she needed to know about what his answer would be, as if he could have gone another route even if he'd wanted to. It wasn't every day that this sort of offer was laid out on the table, and even she had yet to partake in this sort of threesome, which was quite the shock to her own system. Being the only female in a threesome had never been propositioned before but now that it was, she was desperate for them to make it happen. Once they received a verbal confirmation from Puck, she smirked in response. "Thank god." She stated, exhaling a small breath she hadn't even known she was holding. The quicker they got somewhere else, the better. 

Morgan jumping right into action and taking care of literally everything was hot as hell, and truthfully, Eva didn't know how she was expected to survive this night when both men were this fucking insatiable. Even just staring at them together was driving her wild, and it felt like it took much longer than it had before Morgan was announcing that their ride was here. "Fucking finally." She groaned, grabbing both of their hands and damn near yanking them out of the bar. Luckily the car was waiting right out front, so she led them over and opened up the back door, climbing inside first. "Let's go, boys!" She beamed before she made sure the driver had her address, needing them to get there as quickly as this damn car could possibly go.

NOAH PUCKERMAN

Everything was moving so fast, Puck's drunk mind was processing even slower than usual. It however did register Morgan's hand on his ass, which lowkey kinda hand him wanting to kick his feet and giggle. When Eva grabbed his hand to get in their uber, Puck managed to register that too. Nervous and excited, Puck wasn't sure what the other two's experience with threesome's was but Puck has attempted several and only two have been, what he'd call, successful. Watching as Eva got in, he'd be lying if he said he hadn't gotten slightly distracted by her in the tight ass dress, but he quickly came back to reality, and this was his reality somehow. Getting in next, he found himself holding Morgan's hand to make sure he squeezed his tall ass in the back with them so he could keep a hand on each of them for the ride.

Putting a hand on Eva's thigh, he looked at her and smiled as she gave the driver her address. Already he felt like tonight was going to be a good night. It didn't feel forced or like he was just determined to make a fantasy come true. He'd also never been in this particular setup and had it go well, usually the other dude just wasn't really up for the Devil's Threesome, but he already knew that wouldn't be an issue with Morgan. He also knew there was sexual chemistry between him and Morgan and him and Eva and if the looks those two have been sharing with each other are any indication, Eva and Morgan were no strangers to each other. With those thoughts in his head, he really needed the driver to move a hell of a lot faster.

MORGAN WESTON

Morgan chuckled to himself as Eva grabbed their hands, rushing out past the crowd that had only come for one of the boys that was now leaving. Morgan would've thought it all through, had he been sober, and maybe even felt a little bad about taking him away from his own party, but he was damn attracted to these two people, there was no way his drunk self was going to pass up the opportunity to have them both, in one night. As they reached the car, Morgan followed Puck's gaze, his eyes landing on Eva's ass as she got into the backseat, and it only encouraged his excitement to grow. She was so hot. 

Maybe he blacked out or something, but all of a sudden, Morgan found himself in the back of the car, with the other two. A gentle hand was resting on Puck's thigh, and he couldn't help himself when he leaned in, planting his lips just under the man's earlobe. He kept going down his neck, slowly and softly, as his hand trailed up the birthday boy's thigh, getting dangerously close to his crotch. "You smell so good," he murmured against Puck's jaw, and was completely lost in time, having no clue where they were. But time felt like it had gone by so fast, because all of a sudden, the car stopped, and they'd arrived at Eva's address. "Thanks Mr. Driver, have a good night!" Morgan said, and climbed out of the car. "C'mon y'all!" He almost ran up to the building, dragging the two others with him, as he grinned, the excitement of what was about to go down taking over every sense in his tall body.

EVA ANDERSON

With the anticipation clearly growing in all three of them, the drive to her place felt like it lasted much longer than it should have, yet in reality, it hadn't at all. As soon as they arrived and Morgan hopped out and pushed them to do the same, Eva giggled as she pushed Puck out and then let the cowboy lead the way up to her door. She managed to swiftly unlock the front door and shoved it open as she practically ran inside. "Mi casa es su casa...or whatever." She stated and giggled, kicking her heels off right in the doorway. She'd never had two men of their statures in her bed at the same time, but she was sure that the California king would fit all three of them and the positions they were about to get themselves into. 

"I'd ask if either of you need anything to drink, but..we can worry about that kind of thirst later." She hummed as she led them back to her bedroom. "Master bathroom is next door, in case one of you needs it now." She hummed. Luckily her bedroom wasn't a mess and her bed wasn't covered in clothes she'd tossed out from her closet while trying to get ready for the bar, so they were essentially ready to get right down to business. And before either one of them could change their mind (not that she expected them to), Eva turned her back to her boys. "Will one of you unzip me?" She asked, and boy was she thankful that she'd chosen not to wear a bra or panties under this dress tonight since that would've just been fabric for the men to have to get her out of.

NOAH PUCKERMAN

As he felt Morgan's hand on his thigh and his lips against his neck, Puck let his hand creep up Eva's thigh and suddenly the car ride that was taking forever, ended and in the blink of an eye he was in Eva's place, with her standing in front of them asking to be undressed. Like a light switch, Puck looked at Morgan before taking his hand and walking the few steps until they were just behind her. Figuring, as the birthday boy, he deserved the honor, Puck unzipped the dress, quickly noticing a lack of bra. Smiling, he turned Eva around, so she was facing the two men before Puck moved the straps so the dress could fall to the floor. God, she was perfect. A part of him felt like he should be working on getting himself or Morgan undressed too but all he could do was appreciate the true beauty in front of him.

MORGAN WESTON

A sober part of Morgan wished he could have tried this with Eva alone, before getting involved in a threesome with her. The way he knew what made Puck moan a little bit louder, or grab him a little tighter, or what would send him over the edge, he had no idea what he could do, to get the same reaction out of Eva. But Morgan wasn't about to pass on this opportunity; he'd be a damn fool to! He got to have the most attractive people walking on this earth! So instead, his drunk senses would have to sober up, so he could feel his way through all of it, and be the best experience they'd both ever had, wanting to be even better than the last time with the birthday boy! Morgan watched as Puck started unzipping Eva's dress, holding his breath for a second, but then remembering that the two men still had so much clothes on! So he moved in to unbutton Puck's pants, while maintaining deep and focused eye contact with Eva's body, as the dress fell to the ground and revealed the silky smooth skin behind it. He could hear the choir sing. She really was a goddess! "I'm done waiting." Morgan announced, pulling his shirt over his head quickly, and grabbing both of their hands to pull them down onto the bed, chuckling as he did so. 

Breathing heavily, the naked cowboy moved to lay on his back, a hand going up to rest behind his head. "Holy cow..." He managed to breathe out, closing his eyes for a second as he came to his senses. They'd been going at it, for who knows how long, and it had been one of the best orgasms he'd had in his life. There was a light glisten on his body from the sweat, and the moonlight's rays shone in through the blinds, casting the only light on the throuple. He opened his eyes, moved to his side and sat up on his arm, smirking at the other two. "So...round two?"

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OF Episode 9 Thoughts

I had to watch without my friend this week so it was a less exciting experience without the usual screaming, but this ep was so good. Honestly I don’t know why people are worried about the show not having enough episodes left to wrap up all their plot lines because they cover SO MUCH GROUND in every episode

first off I’ve been internally screaming about SandNick since the promo pics dropped AHFKFJDJDJD THE WHIPLASH THIS CREW HAS PUT MY THROUGH TODAY.

Ray peaked in his full problematic era and it was finally to the point where I could fully enjoy it. Go girl, pressure Mew into having sex. Cheat on the boy you’ve been chasing for years, give Sand that toxic romance energy!

Top spent this whole episode in a precarious balance of trying to do right by Mew but pushing things too far, and he was always one sentence away from getting punched.

Atom son, you can’t say you weren’t warned or that Boston promised anything more. Boston’s “what the fuck?” was me too LMAO he just wanted to mind his own business doing photography research 😭

SANDNICK WERE EVERYTHING THIS EPISODE THO

I loved Nick coming in with “the logical conclusion is for us to have sex”

disappointment of my life that it didn’t click for them I WOULDN’T HAVE MINDED IF THEY WERE ENDGAME

smh at Ray crashing their roommate time tho THE MOST AWKWARD EXPERIENCE AHDJFJFJF

The SandRay convo in the river was the healthiest communication we have seen from any of these boys. Again we see the transformative effects of water 🙌

Also I was just so glad to hear Sand say so many things that needed to be said. That Ray could have gotten him arrested, that he treats Sand like a possession, that he needs to be nicer to Sand!

Mew falling asleep on his own couch is the realest sign of being Not Okay. I think he really needed some time with his parents, even if he couldn’t talk to them about what he was going through. Sometimes having an outsiders perspective that you’re not doing well can mean so much. I really think they were the catalyst for Mew sobering up. I’ll dig more into this later.

Honestly a relief that Top showed up at Mew’s to talk to him and not because he was stalking him and his moms. I can only deal with one stalker per episode thanks 😔🤚

Nick kissing two men in one ep YOU GO SON

The BostonNick bathroom scene was everything to me I need a separate post for this SHDKFJSJDBFBDBE I’M SO SAD MY FRIEND COULDN’T WITNESS THIS WITH ME WE’VE BEEN WAITING SINCE THE PILOT TRAILER 😭😭😭😭

I am begging Ray to go to therapy and to learn about ethical non-monogamy that man needs a counselor and two boyfriends

I don’t recognize the song that was playing during the SandRay sex scene but it definitely seemed like a brit rock song which is on brand and I appreciate

I’m so glad Sand didn’t do Ray’s social service for him oh my god THE BIGGEST RELIEF

I’m also glad Top decided not to show the video to Mew! So many good decisions this episode!! I hope he recognized that Mew has been through enough of that kind of drama and that there are better ways to learn about this kind of thing.

Also so glad MewRay talked things out and parted cleanly. Sometimes ppl really do gotta date a friend to figure out that it doesn’t work.

I appreciated the MewCheum convo a lot too.

Honestly this episode ended way more cleanly than I was expecting after part one. I think if Top had shown Mew that video, Mew really might have lost it and just killed someone.

BOEING!!!!!!

Next week’s preview looks so good!!!