jekyllandjess replied to your photo:Who needs hands when you can break your fall with...
and yet you still look hella cute!! also from this pic the bruise almost looks like a heart and it’s pretty cool omg. (hope it doesn’t hurt too much!!)
haha awww thanks dude! the thing i fell on was this sort of weird rounded-square shape, and i landed on the corner of it, so it's kind of a weird heart shape because of the corners??? i don't even know but it was incredibly soft grunge of me haha
Send me a word and a character/pairing and I’ll write a drabble!
“Capernoited”
Sarah couldn’t remember how she ended up in a bar with Rachel of all people, yet there they were. Mellow music played overhead and Sarah was hunched over at the counter, the hood of her jacket up over her head and a beer in her hand. Something tugged at the back of her hood and she jolted upright, turning around in her seat to see Rachel standing behind her.
“Sarah…” Rachel sang, giggling.
“Rachel, what the hell? Are you… are you drunk?”
Rachel continued to giggle, and she stepped away as Sarah reached for her arm. “Seriously, how much have you had? I had no idea you were a lightweight.”
“’m not a ‘lightweight’,” Rachel pouted. “You’re just mad you’re not on my level…”
Sarah laughed. “Did you really just say that? Y’know, I think I’m starting to like the drunk you more than the sober you.”
Rachel looked at Sarah with an almost heartbroken expression. “You don’t like me sober?”
“What? I love you sober—” Sarah’s hand flew up to her mouth and she immediately looked around the room. She adjusted her hood, hoping against hope that no one was paying attention to them.
“I… mean… um, let’s go before people get curious—”
“No…” Rachel whined. “Dance with me… then we’ll go.”
“Fuck…” Sarah took a second to study the other people in the bar: one man was playing darts and a few others were up at the bar watching the television in the corner. The bartender glanced at Sarah and Rachel before returning to serve his other patrons. One slow twirl around the room wouldn’t hurt things. “Awright, fine. Just for the rest of this song and the next one, then we’re outta here.”
“Mmm…” Rachel nodded sleepily and pulled Sarah close to her. Sarah half expected a stiff, formal trek around the room as if they were at a ball, but Rachel embraced her and rested her head on Sarah’s shoulder as they rocked slowly back and forth. Sarah tried to hide the smile playing on her lips as she wrapped her arms around Rachel’s torso, reaching down once to grab her ass. When that failed to elicit a response from the blonde, Sarah shrugged and focused on Rachel’s breathing and the smell of alcohol that filled the room. Neither of them would admit it the next morning, but they quite enjoyed “dancing” together.
if i changed my name it would either be quinn bc my mom almost named me that and i think quinn mccormick sounds cool OR i would change it to ann wilhelm bc thats my middle name and street name and it also sounds cool as heck
