e y e c a n d y

[katheriinefacadeold-blog]

            she’s there for her own personal gain, her own need. and katherine will stop at nothing to achieve what she wants. dark hues set on the other female, and her lips curl into a soft smirk. ❛ oh i think you can. ❜ her hand moves to sit upon her hip. 

[eyec-ndy-blog]

              crossing her arms across her chest, lindy looks the dark haired woman up and down, “...okay then, want to be more specific or are you the POSTER child for being incredibly VAGUE             ?”

[ofbutterflies-blog1]

             “    there’s  only  ONE  PERSON  who  has  recently  been  in  this  room  and  can  reach  up  there    —-    ”    SEAN  PIERCE ;  the  impossibly  tall  (  and  impossibly  cute  !!  )  navy  seal  in  training.  alex’s  face  falls  into  the  palm  of  her  hand  as  a  snippet  of  the  the  previous  night  was  pulled  into  sharp  focus.    “   he  said  that  he’d  do  whatever  necessary  to  make  sure  i’d  need  to  call  him  again.   ”

[eyec-ndy-blog]

         her face cracks into a grin, and she can’t help but chuckle at the idea.   “that’s some serious dedication              you should call him.    i don’t know many guys who’d go to that extent.    unless, of course, he’s a FUCKBOY.”   she sits down on her bed opposite the girl, “did you do something NAUGHTY last night or something?”

[ofbutterflies-blog1]

                                        TIME FOR THE MUSHY STUFF ;

 when  i  started  this  blog  a  little  over  a  month  ago  i  didn’t  worry  that  i  would  quickly  loose  muse  for  it.  i  adored  alex  from  the  word  ‘ PILOT ’   —-   and  more  than  that,  i  felt  like  she  was  the  muse  i’d  been  waiting  to  write.  i  did,  however,  worry  that  no  one  would  be  interested  in  her.  nikita  hasn’t  got  the  widest  fanbase  (  though  people  are  still  discovering  it  everyday !!  )  and  the  indie  community  reflects  that.  but  i  was  pleasantly  surprised  by  the  number  of  people  who  took  an  interest  in  my  blog.  irrespective  of  if  that  was  by  replying  to  an  open  starter,  responding  to  a  meme,  requesting  to  plot  —-   or  simply  messaging  to  ask,  “YO,  WHO’S  THIS  ALEX  CHICK?”,  i  appreciate  every  single  one  of  you.  which  is  why  i  combed  through  my  thread  lists,  drafts  and  messages  to  thank  all  of  you.

                              AND NOW FOR THE SUPER FAVES ;

 firstly,  an  extra  special  mention  must  go  to  my  girlfriend  (  and  partner  in  crime  )  who  is  always  supportive  of  my  crazy  schemes,  @valicnt  !!  &&  in  no  particular  order   —-    @multifaricus  /  @badrituals  /  @demonicveined  /  @rollerdirty  /  @minacixus  /  @chronocidex  /  @thatsmydiick  /  @wclfgirl  /  @hackcr  /  @xungodly  /  @fondofher  /  @sorrowfilled  /  @goldenly  /  @lupinctuum  /  @eyec-ndy  /  @unbiddcn  /  @silhoucttes  /  @carvedsilver  /  @coeurssauvages  /  @oncecursed  /  @devilishlyyhook  /  @lcwenherz  /  @natalia-rxmanoff  /  @nogoodwitch  /  @piistolcra  /  @thegreatestevil  /  @xvitvarg  /  @nonaziharlot  /  @lureresistant  /  @mobprincess  /  @defiantcharms  /  @soldiiermade  /  @abysstic  /  @jamcsford  !!

[puckisms-aarchive-deactivated20]

"All I wanna do is get high by the beach." (eyec-ndy)

          he pulls out a spliff from his pocket & holds it up to her lips. ‘ way ahead of you, ‘ he lights it & watches her hold it for a moment & blow it out slowly. he doesn’t MEAN to stare, but he can’t exactly HELP himself either. ‘ this might not be the beach, ‘ he motions around them to the small set up of lawn chairs next to a pool & a cooler full of liquor. ‘ but it feels pretty damn close to me. ‘ he takes the joint from her lips, to her protest, & brings it up to his mouth, taking a drag. he holds the smoke in & motions for her to lean in. 

           she leans in, albeit hesitantly, & he does as well, creating a small space between their faces as he blows the smoke into her mouth. as soon as he’s done, he closes the pesky space between them & steals a kiss. ‘ what the hell, puckerman ? ‘ her face says annoyed, but her tone implies playfulness. ‘ not sorry, ‘ he says, handing the joint back to her. 

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[TEXT] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life. (eyec-ndy)

[ sms ; linds ] is this your way of saying that you’re coming over?[ sms ; linds ] door’s open when you get here. you know where the bed is. 

[fxmilyvaluesarchive]

Ⓐ (eyec-ndy)

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

[eyec-ndy-blog]

         IC WORD ASSOCIATION.

read the word then type the first word that comes to your character’s mind.

tagged by: @fxmilyvalues tagging: @puckisms, @katheriinefacade + anyone else really

rough → touch

hide → seek

foolish → games

sad → sara

hate → passionate

light → bright

dark → work

mother → gone

father → gone

child → care

marriage → really?

love → sister

soft → touch

pet → wat

dream → sara

divorce → grief

water → rain

loud → music

announcement → media

power → knowledge

fight → for

white → snow

sick → flu

kiss → you

forget → never

hug → safety

hurt → lies

happy → sophia

[nxveous-archive-blog]

Fill out with icons of your muse being:

[eyec-ndy-blog]

happy: 

angry: 

lonely: 

annoyed:

calm:

scared:

[puckisms-aarchive-deactivated20]

"You can look, but please don't touch." (eyec-ndy)

           it’s yet another game of CAT & MOUSE, but this time she has the upper hand. the body shots they had taken earlier were now coming back to haunt them as lindy led him to a secluded part of the party where no one would find them. the music was thrumming through the walls & he was finding it harder & harder to adhere to her rules. he was sitting on a lonely couch & she was nearly sitting on his lap. she was grinding her body HARD into his own & his patients was wearing THIN. he placed his hands on her waist & lindy smacked his hands off, pulling back & giving him a warning look. ‘ baby, PLEASE, ‘ he said, the desperation & sexual frustration evident in his tone. she laughs and leans in to whisper in his ear. ‘ you’re not in control here, puckerman. ‘ he groans & hovers his hands over her ass, WAITING for her to let him touch her. 

[dailyvictoriagifs]

[misssampson]

- Ernest Hemingway (insp.)

[eyec-ndy-blog]

good morning :-)

          ≫ ... texting ask meme / accepting                   send me “good morning” for my muse’s reaction to waking up next to yours.

                     ah.   damn.  she looks under the rumpled sheets and is filled with ABSOLUTE glee when she realizes that, yes, she’s short of pants, but she’s still wearing underwear and socks   ( who fucks in socks unless they’re knee-high and accompanying a pleated skirt? )      “we didn’t fuck, and if i hear a rumour around your boys that we DID i will draw and quarter you, okay?” she waits to hear the grunt of a reply before she throws a leg half over him, buries her face somewhere in the region of his chest and vows to go the fuck back to sleep      and eventually, coffee and throw herself into a shower to wash of the DEBAUCHERY of the night before.

[eyec-ndy-blog]

▲ !!!

        ≫ … ask meme / accepting          send me a ▲ for my muse to wake up to yours climbing through their bedroom window.

                she’s bolted her door shut, and yelled at the rest of her sorority sisters to stay away, there’s a mini party happening on the front lawn and she’s bent over her desk                  and she’s been studying for that long that her books literally look like patchy HOLOGRAMS.       for the first time in almost a year, she’s on the verge of tears and she wants to rip her hair out and burn all her books.           she’s already regressed into manic behaviour and her room is SPOTLESS save for the jumper she’s thrown across the end of her bed after all but ripping it off ten minutes earlier.      in her running shorts, a shirt she knows is about four years old and so worn it’s faded & half see-through and she looks like SHIT, but she just doesn’t care.

               the window creaking open and a decidedly male HUFF catches her attention and she knows who it is straight away.  she slams the pen down on the papers in front of her; fuck the history of greek culture, fuck the exams              just FUCK it.    “what? what do you want puckerman             you can’t hide here tonight, okay. go crawl into someone else’s room okay?” and she HATES herself a bit because there’s a break in her voice that just screams that she’s tearing up and she really hopes that he doesn’t notice.     but, of course he does, because he’s PUCK and he’s sober with a protein shake thing in his hand in place of a beer.     ( it’s not like they’re always wasted, but it’s often enough that when there is a party, people assume that BOTH of them are going to be there. )       so then he’s pushing her hands away from her books, “take a break linds,” he says and she almost snorts, “take a break and just relax for a bit.   you’re wearing yourself out.”

                            she looks up at him now; hair falling out of her messy bun and her eyes are filled with an EXHAUSTED fire; “i can’t relax, puck.   i don’t understand any of this shit and they won’t stop GODDAMNED partying, i can’t even THINK straight with all that chaos going on outside,” she shoots a vicious glare out the partially opened window.   she gets up, stalks over and slams it shut; “you know, despite what you might think, i don’t even know HOW to relax.               so you can’t actually hide away from your fuck buddies in my room tonight.”     her sigh is frustrated as she tugs a little at her hair, “so either GET OUT, or find a way to make me understand this bullshit, because i can’t DO this anymore.”

                   lindy is half CRAZED and her eyes are watering and she hates it more than anything, and she turn her back to him; hoping for puck to just leave, but he won’t, he’s STUBBORN.   ( she already knows that )     and his arms; strong and thick drag her into a hug               where she does actually find solace, even as she chokes back the few frustrated tears; she’s TOO proud.     lindy is mumbling something with a half-hearted chuckle about him being a DISTRACTION               turning around and intending to tell him to leave so she can get back to studying.            but she’s not telling him to leave.   in fact she’s not saying anything at all, because he’s KISSING her.      and it’s good and SOBER for once and she lets it happen.   and FUCK if she doesn’t feel everything exploding; the stress from her studies, the lack of peace and quiet               everything; and then GRABS him, because FUCK IT.   

              there’s half a second where she thinks that both of them pull back; but she’s lifting his shirt and he’s GRIPPING her ass, peeling the shorts down her legs to get tangled around her ankles and fall away as they step back.   it’s all rather QUICK yet SLOW, and she hisses when he hand cups her bare breast underneath the worn away shirt, she shivers and whines with her back ARCHING off her newly made bed as his thumb brushes over her nipple; first one and then the other.     lindy’s mouth opens under his, nails raking over his shoulders; leaving HOT, red trails               she can’t tell herself HOW it’s ended up like this; but it HAS, and her hand is between them, in his pants; wrapped around his length and stroking slowly.         a whine leaves her lips, his mouth wrapped around her nipple, tongue wreaking havoc and, okay so... it’s been a WHILE for her and she’s sensitive.        “i swear to god, if you STOP this, puckerman, i will kick your ass out of this room so fa-ast,” she jolts, his hand pushing into the fabric of her underwear and breaking her sentence off suddenly;               and he kisses her, grins and slips a finger inside her and, fuck, she’s wet.            theoretically it would have been embarrassing, because he’s watching her buck against that one finger; it’s NOT enough... but he’s grinding his hips into her hand and they’re both moaning against one another               so it’s OKAY.

              GOD. she just wants to fuck him.   she just wants to fuck until the stress goes away.   and it’s a good damned start, “puck, please - just            FUCK  okay,” it’s muffled against his lips and then caught in the air between them as she PULLS her own shirt over her head and they both are kicking off their remaining clothing               ( for a second there, puck is looking down at her; nude and flushed and make-up free with messy hair and wet thighs        and it’s like he's never seen something quite so delicious before, it makes her shiver )                  so she wraps her mouth around his cock   ( because why the fuck not?? )   and the SOUND that it pulls from him is fucking delectable.     “fucking HELL, linds             ” is one of the only things she hears he’s ripping open a condom wrapper with his teeth, and tugging her hair to pull her mouth free.     she’s kind of disappointed, she wants to keep going.    but she wants to fuck him more.

                she can’t be COMPLIANT, and almost knocks him backwards             he’s rolled the condom down and she straddles him.    ( her mind sings a chorus of this is stupid, this is stupid, this is STUPID !! )             she can even hear the sounds of the party going on outside, vaguely.      because she’s focussed on him, and she WANTS to watch his eyes as she slides herself down onto him; that beautiful, harsh, PERFECT sensation              his hands grip hard on her hips, bucking up as she settles flush against him. it’s a chain reaction of sensations; he’s pressed deep, her nails GRIP his chest; she grinds down and bites his neck and GROANS his name               and then she’s on her back.

          and truth be TOLD, she doesn’t remember much aside from hot, wet, friction; gasping, GRASPING and begging to come.   he’s pinning her down, and she’s noticing how fucking built he is, and it’s perfect and she NEEDS this and when he holds her arms down, hands above her head and bites her lips as they kiss; she comes in a series of shuddering gasps and whimpers, SWALLOWING her cries.    her eyes crack open just in time to see him; feel him shuddering and               is that her name he half-moans?  it’s hot, and it’s intense and she needed this so badly.

             it’s only when she’s pushing open the window ten minutes later, pucks shirt thrown over her bare, sweat-shined skin; lighting up a smoke and breathing out in the crisp night air, and puck’s stealing a drag - the presence of his body, warm post-sex BURNING behind her; that she’s beginning to think it’s a stupid fucking idea.              he murmurs in her ear, breathing out an exhale of smoke; “want me to stay?”               and she REALLY thinks this is a dumb idea                 she ashes, takes another drag and doesn’t look at him; “yeah. yeah i do.”              and she knows it’s a bad idea.

[eyec-ndy-blog]

✉️

           ≫ ... texting ask meme / accepting

            send ✉ for an 2 am text:                    lindy → puckerman:    we did not make out. i repeat; we did not make out and your hand were noT IN MY pants and i am never drinking tequila around you again.                    lindy → puckerman:    ps; you have a nice dick.

[eyec-ndy-blog]

▲

         ≫ … ask meme / accepting          send me a ▲ for my muse to wake up to yours climbing through their bedroom window.

                  “don’t slip and FALL on the way down puckerman. at some point you have to STOP using my room as a hideout for the crazy chicks you’re banging;” she growls, “and if you THINK i’ve forgotten that you ruined my new jeans last night - come back with COFFEE or not at all.    and i’m NOT going to help you study for your exams.                         and i’m keeping your shirt   &   jacket as COLLATERAL.”   any maybe she’s half-shouting out the window at 6am, but that’s not HER fault, so she rolls back over and closes her eyes, hoping that puck remembered to SHUT the curtains behind him.

[eyec-ndy-blog]

“Is it easier to dance when you don’t have external genitalia?”

            ≫ … HIMYM ask meme / accepting

                she WINKS at puck across the dancefloor, a wicked grin across her rose tinted lips.   she’s FLYING so high, some sort of UPPER that makes everything feel wonderful.  her confidence SWELLS with every moment, her skin feels hot and beneath the thin fabric of her slinky black dress; her nipples are hard.     her pupils are WIDE and she    d r a g s    her nails down the front of pucks chest as she meets him in the middle of the crowded room; she pauses at his belt, looking for all the world to see as INNOCENT and FLIRTY.  until she cups his crotch, giving a firm squeeze; “why don’t you tell me, puckerman?” she breathes into his ear;    another wink, a laugh and then she’s off again; disappearing into the throng of bodies.

[ghoulardii-archive-blog]

(ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ desperate ‘pls stay’ sex (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ angry make up sex (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ public sex & tryin’ to keep quiet (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ car pulled off to the side of the road sex (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ wake up in the middle of the night sex (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ all of these things 

[orderonlycomesfrompain-deactiva]

✧･ﾟ:*(▰˘◡˘▰)*:･ﾟ✧  lazy morning before breakfast sex. ✧･ﾟ:*(▰˘◡˘▰)*:･ﾟ✧  we started out spooning to nap sex. ✧･ﾟ:*(▰˘◡˘▰)*:･ﾟ✧  it’s 3 am & I woke up from a sex dream about you sex  ✧･ﾟ:*(▰˘◡˘▰)*:･ﾟ✧  more of these things.

(•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ I had a night terror & comforting me turned into sex sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ I wiggled just right when you were giving me a massage sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ we’re running late so we’ll shower together but then – sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ we’ve been frustrating each other for hours bc people were around but now we’re alone sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ I need you to fuck me & I need you to fuck me now sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ we finally have the place to ourselves sex (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ Make the dark thoughts & memories & pain stop sex

[bitebox]

へ(゜∇、°)へ We’re probably going to die tomorrow sex へ(゜∇、°)へ We’ve been fighting for three hours and I’ve never hated you more sex へ(゜∇、°)へ I’m trying to forget we broke up sex へ(゜∇、°)へ I am leaving for a long time and might not come back sex へ(゜∇、°)へ We haven’t seen each other in so fucking long sex へ(゜∇、°)へ I just want to feel something sex へ(゜∇、°)へ You’re only with me for my body but I don’t care sex へ(゜∇、°)へ We’ve been low key sexting under the dinner table sex へ(゜∇、°)へ Shhh, my family might hear you sex. へ(゜∇、°)へ What the fuck are you doing here sex へ(゜∇、°)へ our lives are falling apart sex へ(゜∇、°)へ we can’t keep doing this but god i need to fuck you sex へ(゜∇、°)へ we burnt dinner let’s just eat each other sex へ(゜∇、°)へ we just murdered three people sex へ(゜∇、°)へ miserable sex へ(゜∇、°)へ we were trying to make sweet sweet love and then you bit me sex へ(゜∇、°)へ this started so hardcore and now I want to cry i love you so much sex へ(゜∇、°)へ dirty little secret sex へ(゜∇、°)へ at first you were just innocently sitting in my lap and I realized you weren’t wearing underwear sex へ(゜∇、°)へ i have no idea where this boner came from sex へ(゜∇、°)へ you slapped me and it was hot please let’s do it sex