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bre and i girlbossed too close to the sun with softblocking and now we aren't showing up on each other's dashes???
i've been wanting to redo my tags anyways so i miiiiiiiight remake. this might be that sign.
bre and i girlbossed too close to the sun with softblocking and now we aren't showing up on each other's dashes???
D. H. Lawrence, from Lady Chatterley's Lover
@whatscanon ( Grace C. ) : [ EXPLORE ]ย ย sender gets flustered while making out with receiver after becoming aroused.ย
It was post prom in the backseat of his Mustang, him and Grace. They hadn't attended together and though he was titled Prom King, he hadn't done much of anything with the one titled Queen. They'd shared a dance together, but after that Max was back to finding where the nerdy prude was in the crowd of other students. He hadn't necessarily bothered her all night, but he'd made it abundantly clear he was interested in being at her side. She allowed it after a bit, finally giving into his ways and sharing some punch with him--
'this burns when i drink it--''that'd be the alcohol, grace--'
Needless to say they didn't drink much more of it, but they did retire from the event together. Max ensuring he'd take her wherever she wanted, needed-- it should be noted they'd gone on a date or two before. Kissed on the porch, but nothing too serious. Grace was clear on her stance and thoughts about intimacy, but a kiss? He'd managed that despite his eagerness for more... fuck did he want more.
She'd sworn the kiss was it, sworn that they'd never do it again and she was truly waiting for marriage. But then here they were in the backseat of his car, eyes locked and bickering whispers about what was going to happen next.
'i'm supposed to meet my friends for an afterparty--' 'can i come?'
And as she was thinking about it he dipped in to press a kiss to her cheek, surprising her and getting a short gasp with a small shove to his chest. He knew he was pushing his luck, but he had to try at least once more before he gave up on Grace altogether. So he huffed a short, 'C'mon, Chasity, I'll take good care of you, dirty girl.' It'd gotten her to turn her head and shot him a glare, but their lips were hair lengths apart at this point. She stuttered over her words before they were meeting each other for a kiss.
It slowly escalated as they wrapped their arms around each other, heads tilting to crash their mouths together with hungry want. He'd worked her mouth to where his tongue could find hers, brushing against it with a low moan that had her instantly shooting back with a sound of her own. She covered her mouth and he drew himself back to look at her. He caught her blush despite the hand blocking most of her face, caught the way it went from her cheeks down to her neck and the way it quickened her breath. Her chest was rising and falling, trying to calm herself from whatever she may be feeling.
"Oh, Grace," he sung at her, lips twitching into a slow little smirk, "Don't tell me you're getting shy now..."
there had been two things grace wanted to avoid like the plague - prom and max jagerman. prom was an excuse for all sorts of last minute debauchery for seniors - drinking, partying, premarital sex. it was a cest pool of dressing up like fancy adults only to rip each other's clothes off later. not that she hadn't had her own fantasies of a certain football star disappearing under her tulle skirt. not the point.
but she had been asked to go to prom by the likes of the first friend group she really ever had, and after a long talk with steph, she decide to let go of her convictions and just . . . be a teenager for a night. so, she put on her purple dress with floral embroidery and showed up at the hatchetfield high school gym before realizing that she truly was the sixth wheel here when the couples she came with made their way to the dance floor. it was okay, for the most part, but her eyes met max's across the day during the first slow dance while she stood off to the side, tearing her browns away swiftly. but hours later, he was at her side, punch in hand that burned a line from her throat down to her stomach. her first taste of real alcohol, not communion wine. and she felt it warm through her muscles and loosen herself up to enjoy herself for the night.
before she knew it, she was in the back of his mustang, the tension heavy as she told him about her friends' after party. and his desires to show up with her. but with his taunt that followed about getting close to her, she felt herself start to fold. the second his lips were on hers? she was done. a goner. every time she kissed max jagerman, she felt something blossom inside of her, a part of her that she was scared to confront but felt so good. but that was the devil's work, wasn't it? tempting the weak minded.
the moan had spilled from her lips before she could stop herself, and she was quick to draw back and slap a hand over her mouth, brown eyes wide. max, of course, took it as a badge of honor.
" i -- i . . . this is wrong, " she protested with a dry swallow as she brought her shaking hand down. " i am being baited by tempation, and i -- this is a test -- " and she is so failing.
a tragedy in three acts ft. @hatchetnews
[ ๐๐ด๐๐ : ๐ฟ๐ด๐๐บ๐ ] : jesus alright [ ๐๐ด๐๐ : ๐ฟ๐ด๐๐บ๐ ] : okay [ ๐๐ด๐๐ : ๐ฟ๐ด๐๐บ๐ ] : i'm getting OUT of bed and coming to get you with nuggets in hand
[ TEXT : TED ] : good. hot of you. 10/10. [ TEXT : TED ] : now did you say you have to go see gary? [ TEXT : TED ] : like you already are supposed to see him or you're seeking him out???
๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ด๐ณ๐ฝ๐พ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ is an indie canon-divergent, mostly headcanon based Chrissy Cunningham of Netflixโs Stranger Things. ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ณโ๐ดโ๐นโ ๐ฆโ๐ซโ๐ซโ๐ฎโ๐ฑโ๐ฎโ๐ฆโ๐นโ๐ชโ๐ฉโ ๐ผโ๐ฎโ๐นโ๐ญโ ๐นโ๐ญโ๐ชโ ๐ธโ๐นโ ๐ทโ๐ตโ๐จโ
Exploring themes of: parental abuse and neglect, learning to take back control, discovering true love for oneself, trusting in others, leaps of faith, breaking social constructs, finding freedom without shackles and discarding crowns that were never sought.
Resurrected by Lulu (30+ She/Her) Minors DNI
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย CARRD || PROMO CREDIT
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : do whatever brings you to life, then. follow your own fascinations, obsessions, and compulsions. trust them. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. โก
