Sep 17, 2018
a series of photos of hima trying to say chipotle
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a series of photos of hima trying to say chipotle
I THOUGHT I RESPONDED TO YOU BUT I DIDN'T #RITADOUCHEBAGGERY CAUSE YOU DID THREE WEEKS AGO DAMN I BLAME SCHOOL FOR THIS Are either of them subtle, really?? I feel like their lives a passive-aggressive hating their parents/thinking the other's hot. Lbr. That's precisely why her 'secret' is that she stole a brain when she was in med school. She had one in her room for a while, but probably got rid of it. Idek how though. Stupid Mara. Why does he have to be afraid of brains? THEY'RE THE REASON YOU CAN DO THINGS SHEP THAT'S WHY I HAVE TO FIX THEM
i love drunk shep i'm coming 4 u drunk shep can we start these two pleeeease <3 <3 <3
Evening Haze
Everyday, as his alarm bleeted mercilessly from his bedside table, Shep lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, and wondering if today was the day he should finally quit. Most days, he decided it was. Nonetheless, as these days rolled by, somehow he never marched triumphantly into his boss's office and laid down the law, as he'd always imagined. Instead, he sat at his desk and goofed off and, at the end of the day, left confused: wondering why he neither quit nor was fired.
Today had been one such day, a day like any other, that sloughed by in a haze of forgetfulness until he was lost in somewhere in his own life and couldn't remember how he'd gotten there.
It was this same blank, reasonless state that brought him to Marcia's doorstep without hardly realizing it. Raising a fist, he knocked and waited, leaning against the doorframe, and hoping she was home, even though he wasn't at all sure she was.
Marcia's breath is cut short when Grady comes up to her. Her arm wraps around his shoulder as her fingers touch his face, a light smile playing on her lips.
His touch is the key and she's lost to him. As he moves her to the couch, her whole body is caught up in his embrace. If there has been one thing in their marriage that Grady has gotten right is knowing how to please her. From day one she never had to fake for him. It's like when he touched her he spoke to her soul. Secretly making her wish the two of them only existed at these times - at night. When she didn't control him. When she let him be free with her because nothing mattered other the need to satisfy the other.
Till this day she still curses the day she'd broken his pride in bed. She'd ripped it through her need to correct and since hasn't known how to give it back.
It reminded her of her mother's constant nagging of her father. Marcia had been so prone to see it there but blind to her own temperament. On their wedding day, her mother had tried to talk her out of it all. Tell her Grady wouldn't live up to her expectations.
However, on nights like these when his mere touch made her believe in miracles, Marcia felt like laughing at her mother... because at least she could still please her husband.
For a while Marcia stays there, leaning on the door as the sound of the TV runs through her ears. Stepping into his apartment feels like stepping back in time - when she'd come home and find the house salvaged. It pissed her off how homeless he looked. Marcia wanted to pull him by the beard, cut it off and tell him to clean up.
His words sent a chill down her spin and part of her liked the hopelessness of the situation. She liked her name on his lips. It felt like he knew her soul, but Marcia new better. She knew better than to think: Maybe he needed her to tidy up his life... but he never asked so she knew the answer to that maybe.
Quietly, she let her coat fall off her shoulders, leaving her in a tight dress, one she'd come home wearing too tried to take off. Marcia's fingers rose to her breast and she unbuttoned the top, slowly exposing herself. The only reason she never felt like a hooker with Grady was her reasoning that he was still her husbands. Wives are allowed to seduce them.
"I guess you're in luck then," Marcia whispers.
kate lets roleplay marcia x shep
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How is everyone? Want me to set fire to something? Random early snow? Crafty fall festival to get people together? Charity date auction?
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If you're online, go to the chatzy for a halloween thing.