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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Janaina Medeiros
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@litchfieldjunkie
"I don’t blame you. Isn’t exactly Disneyland in here. I’m just sayin’ I’d rather say hello to someone who wouldn’t tell me to fuck off after, y’know?"
"Those kind of people are hard to come by, unless you meet Yoga Jones. Most of my greetings end in a derogatory word, sweetheart. What's your name?"
❝Alright. If you want to poison yourself, go ahead. But let the charts speak for themselves.❞ She lifts up the medical chart in question. ❝Your body is taking on some heavy damage. With this sort of intake—-and I don’t care where you’re getting it, really. I don’t. ——But your heart is working too hard. It’s not efficient at pumping oxygen through your bloodstream; as efficient as a woman’s twice your age. I see you’ve already had a surgery in the past due to a bacterial infection… If you continue with this kind of velocity, you’ll be dead at forty-five.❞
"Forty-five, huh?" She asks, thinking to herself for a moment. It's scary, but the thought of taking that risk for the love of her life seems worth it. She'd die in euphoria. Clearing her throat, she smiles. "You never know, Doc, maybe I'll be out of here by that point and you won't have to give a shit."
"What did I say?"
"Fuck, Chapman. Nothin' I've just had a shitty day."
"Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bunk today. Can’t I just say hello?"
"I always wake up on the wrong side of the bunk, sweetheart. You can, I aint stopping you. Free will and all that shit."
❝I understand if you don’t want to hear it, Nichols, but it’s my job to tell you. If you introduce any more of this into your system, you will have serious health repercussions.❞
"Sure, I'll quit. Hey, I might take up Russian and brain surgery as well, if we are naming impossible things to do, doc."
"You need to shut the fuck up."
Shut down {P/Nichols}
"You think I’m special?" Poussey could not hide the blush now, if she wasn’t already from asking for a kiss. A smile, wide on her full lips. "Why you ain’t said anything before now?" Tilting her head to the side and still holding onto the other inmates top, keeping her close.
She wanted more, it had been so long that she felt like her affections were being returned and her body yearned for more. Or at the very least she wanted another kiss.
Nicky smirked and shrugged her shoulders. "I've been kicked in the metaphorical balls before," she said, still smiling. "I wasn't sure if I wanted to go through that again."
She pulled Poussey closer to her again and kissed her lips gently before allowing the hunger for her to take over. Her kiss became more passionate as she trailed kisses down P's neck, her hand sliding up her grey sweater.
ooc: so im back. and i owe you lot a shitload of replies.
Ooc: sorry I've been MIA
My sister gave birth to a baby girl today an I'm just in love. Happy to be an auntie again.
See what your followers think of you.
BLACK = I would date you. GREEN = I think you’re cute. BLUE = You are my tumblr crush. GREY = I wish you would notice me. PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog. TEAL = We have a lot in common. YELLOW = I don’t know you at all. ORANGE = I don’t like your blog. BROWN = I don’t like you. PINK = I think you are unattractive. RED = I hate you with a burning passion. WHITE = You scare me. RAINBOW = BED PLZ.
ooc: while i was editing that photo of Natasha, this fuckin happened. Scared the shit out of me.
How in the world did this happen? I have 100+ followers? In the words of my muse; 'What the fuck is wrong with you?' I kid. I love you all, and I love you for at least mildly liking my Nicky - it means a lot because I love playing her.
Although I appreciate every single one of you; there are a few I need to personally point out.
Y'all need to be following these people:
Inmates:
alonebutfightin, xomorello, drugsdealingbabe, dxyanara, pxperchapman, pxrnstache, wentworths-top-dog, lipsticklxsbian, not-exactly--normal, sxineira, trustthebaton, alex-freaking-vause, books-are-for-prisoners, blacklinervause
Thanks again, everyone. I love you all.
Shut down {P/Nichols}
The kiss was soft, not exactly as she expected Nichols to kiss. But maybe them being together was something different, something more? It sure as hell was for her. Her stomach did little flips as Nichols hand gave her chills down her neck.
Smiling, a bit silly and far to big when the other inmate pulled away, Poussey could feel the blush to her cheeks. “Damn, you kiss everyone like that? No wonder you get all the girls.”
Nicky chuckled at Poussey's response. She didnt kiss all the girls like that; in fact the only other girl she had kissed like that was Morello. "Not everyone," she said, her hand still on the back of Poussey's neck. "Only the special ones."
Every fibre in her body was begging to pounce on P, but that little niggling thought was in the back of her head that stopped her from wanting to make that move again, for fear of getting hurt.
"I'd love to see you try."
Doing Time... Again
"You should have said something, I could have taken a picture and sent it to you. How did you manage to cope without it so long?" Alex chuckled and pushed Nichols away by the shoulder. "Well, maybe not wisest move, but what else was I going to do? Fuck, I’ve never felt so fucking scared in my life. It’s fucked up, but in a way I’m relieved to be back.. least here I don’t have to worry about men barging in my apartment and shooting me in my head. Who knew prison could be good for something, right?" She said sarcastically, though she was relieved that she no longer had to fear him.. for now. "Who knows.. you might get your wish." She winked.
"Who says your fuckin' safe in here. Chapman wants ya fuckin' head, Vause." Nicky knew that Chapman couldn't do any real damage to Alex but somewhere inside she was a little concerned for her friends well being; considering what happen to Pennsatucky when she got on the wrong side of her. "You might find yourself visiting the dentist."
"So romantic." Alex chuckled. A smirk formed on her lips and she decided to mess with her. "So.. scrabble.. or cards?" She asked while she made her way in the direction of the rec room, which was the same direction as the chapel.
"What kind of kinky shit are you into, Vause?" She asked, half laughing and mostly excited to be getting some action - especially with her. "I've never met a girl who gets off on scrabble..."
Ok give me like an hour to get to replies.
Kinda family emergency. :)
