homegrown

| beauchamp, jude | | austin, texas | | four, twenty { blaze it } | 'when it snows, that is just god's way of still not existing,'

[adkinsdisease-blog]

Or —— am I a dancer?

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

[eliamgrootx-blog-blog-blog]

I’m going mad aren’t I? I’m not good with having a room to myself – this is what happens.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

I don’t think you’re going, man. I think you’re there.

More importantly, what kind of superhero am I, then?

[eliamgrootx-blog-blog-blog]

It’s probably a sign that I’ve been in a room alone too long when I’ve started to make a comic out of the people in the house.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

[heyhoharveyscott]

I’m gonna say it… I’m gonna say it… I’m gonna say it.

> I miss boobs.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

heyhoharveyscott:

Your life sucks, man.

[ayden-thatch-deactivated2015062]

That’s good! I never would have thought of that. I’ve never been in a threesome before so I’m sure I’d be the awkward one. If that were the case I’d probably just sit in the corner and watch. 

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

No place for bein’ awkward here, man; if you’re gonna get in on somethin’ you just gotta get in on it. Don’t hesitate, just do.

‘Sides, threesomes are like a daily occurence ‘round here.

[merakirpg-deactivated20210621]

Well, your math is a bit wonky, but I don’t feel as bad now. Plus, you are into what you are, nothing’s wrong with that.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

I never made out like I thought anything was wrong with it.

[adkinsdisease-blog]

Well, but who says I’m that kind of girl? I don’t know how to do that, love, I’m sorry. It takes someone with confidence, I just ain’t got that thing. I’d much rather be the one tied up at the corner of the room, doing the crying. See? I’m fucked up, you should have never even come near me in the first place.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

You’re not fucked up, Nora. You’re human.

[hoponmyharley]

Not necessarily a shitty person - just deeply entrenched in patriarchal practices.  I can’t decide if it’s subconsciously or not.

How does - the jungle sound?  And preferably gagged but that’s up to you.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

What, like thinkin’ women ought to be in the kitchen? I’m not like that, man; fuck, I’m a better cook than any girl I ever met. Is this because I said I miss dating?

Yeah, you want me to shut it; all right, all right. I’ll be there in half hour.

[ayden-thatch-deactivated2015062]

I figured. 

Thanks, man. The house is pretty awesome from what I’ve seen. I’ve been wanting to check out some of the themed rooms, but I’m always suspicious of walking in on something. 

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Nah, don’t worry about it. If you swing open the door and someone’s going at it, just announce that ‘Player 3 has entered the game’ and get in on it.

[merakirpg-deactivated20210621]

Am I the only one who this calling someone daddy is weird?

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Nah, 90% of the people here ain’t into it. But I’m the 1%.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

as simple and as complicated as that || jude&?

It was Nora. Jude was positive it was Nora. Or it was Ariadne; there was also a good chance it was Ariadne - or Harley, maybe; if she was attracted to him despite having such a problem with him as a person, or - okay, so, Jude had no idea who it was. He knew the girls he wanted it to be that had messaged him, out of the blue, to meet them blindfolded for a blowjob. It sounded to good to be true in a lot of ways; but there was also the chance he was about to get left in the dust - end up in the motel room for hours alone, waiting, before finally giving up and going back to his own room - or worse, someone was playing a practical joke on him, and he was going to end up tied to the bed and blindfolded until one of the staff showed up to rescue him. Not only would it be humiliating, it would be aired on national television.

Nonetheless, nerves and reservations in tow, Jude pushed himself off his bed - the twin masquerading as a double in the center of the small single room - and grabbed a pair of sweatpants, tugging them on and making his way out of the room. He didn’t think there was much use in wearing anything else; and, truth be told, he didn’t think he’d keep the sweatpants on once he was in the room - but stopped by the wardrobe department to find a blindfold; something comfortable that he could tie loosely around his eyes; enough to blind him, but not enough to be painful. That done, he finished his path to the cheap motel room, unsurprised to find it empty and idly wondering if the person was waiting, watching him go into the room before approaching. He left the door wide open when he went in, blindfold clutched in his hand as he tucked his thumbs into the band of his pants and pulled them down, past his hips and down his knees, then stepped out of them and towards the bed - the mattress so shitty it barely moved when he sat on it - sitting staight up against the headboard and tying the red piece of fabric around his face, knotting it twice and tight to the back of his head. He relaxed, then, closing his eyes against the fabric and leaning back to the wall, reaching blindly with his left hand for his right to finger the family ring he wore on his index finger, trying to picture the crest as he outlined it.

[subvioletxconnor-blog]

Thank you, Jude! It’s nice to meet you. Why do you say that?

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

‘Cause this episode’s all about the people you don’t know; and you’re someone I already know, I wanna get to know.

What d’you say?

[adkinsdisease-blog]

…I feel like I should be a little offended by that.

Alright, I’m flattered, but hun, all I could ever boss you around for would be to buy me nice things and do ridiculous shit. You’d hate it, trust me; I’d be a truly horrible bossy bitch.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Oh, probably.

Please, Nora, you could punch me in the face and I’d probably say ‘thank you’. I mean, most guys in my position - wealth, power, CEO-types - they’re the kind you usually find in BDSM dungeons with some leather-clad girl gettin’ paid a grand by the hour to make ‘em cry. Whoever said I’m likely to break the mold?

[ayden-thatch-deactivated2015062]

Well that’s….very straightforward. 

Anyway…hey Jude, I’m Ayden.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Doesn’t apply to you, anyway; don’t panic, bud.

Ayden; welcome to the show, dude. How’s the house treatin’ ya so far?

[hoponmyharley]

You definitely had me up until ‘call me daddy’.

Still, I’m all for pretending that we’ve never interacted before.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

You don’t gotta call me anything you don’t wanna call me. Yeah, all right; I’m down for a second chance at a first impression, since the one you’ve got of me seems to make me out like a real shitty person.

Where d’you want me? And how?

[heyhoharveyscott]

I’ll suck your dick.

And that’s it.

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Is calling me daddy really so bad that the straightest guys I know would rather put my cock in their mouths?

What has the world come to, Harvey? What’s next, the apocalypse?

[jkbeauchamp-blog]

Meet me at the cheap motel room. Use something to blindfold yourself and I'll go down on you. If you think you can guess who I am during our meeting, maybe I'll let you uncover your eyes.

Baby, I’ll be there.