#this is baaad

[perlukafarinn]

After one of their hookups, Shane is putting his clothes back on, getting ready to leave, and Ilya's still lying in bed basking in the afterglow. It's nearing midnight and they've gone two rounds, the first one quick and desperate and the second much more indulgent. If Ilya had it his way, they'd be gearing up for a third.

"Next time I think I will fuck you in the shower," he muses.

"There really shouldn't be a next time," Shane mutters.

A shot of annoyance runs through Ilya and before he can think, he says, "Okay, tell me there won't be."

Shane pauses, tshirt still in hand. "What?"

Ilya should back down. Shut the fuck up. Unfortunately, he is not good at either. "You heard me, Hollander."

"Um." Shane's fingers tighten around the fabric. He feels thrown off kilter, small in a different way than Ilya usually makes him feel. "Do - do you want me to?"

"You were the one who brought it up."

Shane looks confused; Ilya's confused at himself. He doesn't know why he's doing this. It's like digging his fingers into a fresh bruise, like downing another shot even when the room is already spinning. Some masochistic urge that Ilya's never learned how to contend with.

"I didn't mean it like-" Shane cuts himself off. His expression shifts, jaws setting stubbornly. "You say it."

Ilya sits up. "I asked you first."

Shane is walking closer. "You're the one making it a big deal. You say it."

They stare at each other, caught in a stalemate. Neither one of them wants to end this tentative thing between them. Neither one wants to admit this out loud.

"Fuck it," Ilya finally mutters.

And he's reaching out for Shane, but Shane is already leaning in, climbing back onto Ilya's lap, lips frantic when they meet Ilya's.

They fuck again and when Shane leaves this time, neither one of them speaks.

[lottieslovestickles]

im heading to bed soon!! it would be SO bad if someone sent me teases and started twording me to the point where im hiding under my blanket... that would suck so bad guys! /silly

[dandorishipping]

johnny is rlly getting in my brain and you can tell because i almost called him venom today

[sorbriquette]

Oh dear it appears there's a shortage of my ADHD meds... until the end of the year

[athenaschild5]

i think i’m entering my spencer reid era again

[normakuhlings]

Discovery | Undertow

“Crockett!” Sarah’s voice held a lot of excitement as she ran into the beach house. Crockett turned from where he had been chopping up vegetables, being met with a mass of unruly curls way closer than expected. Sarah’s rainbow rash guard sleeves were rolled up in a way that looked uncomfortable and her sandals were missing all together. Still, her excitement was palpable and her roommate couldn’t help but smile. This was the Sarah he knew and loved, not the sad woman who had been stuck in her tiny Chicago apartment; she was free and happy here.

“What’s up, chouchou?”

He noted the way Sarah’s nose scrunched up at the pet name, it technically meant cabbage but it was still a common term of endearment. Sarah thought it was embarrassing but Crockett was nothing if not affectionate in every way. She was his best friend and things like this just felt right. Besides, Sarah would never outwardly complain; it felt nice to be adored even in a platonic sense.

“New turtles!” She recovered quickly and her smile returned, “Just saw a mama digging her nest in a lower dune by the rocks!”

“Ohh,” Crockett shared her excitement because he knew this was big for her research, “That close to the house?”

“Yeah! She’ll lay about 100 eggs and they should hatch in two or three months. I’ll get to watch their walk, Crockett!”

“That’s amazing, Sar,” he nudged her arm, “Are you coming in for lunch any time soon? You’ve been out for hours.”

Sarah glanced at the state of meal prep he had been in and then down at her feet, “Yeah... left my shoes. Gonna go get those and check on the other dunes, then I’ll be in.”

Crockett nodded, an arm wrapping around her shoulders to draw her into a side hug. Sarah didn’t resist, smiling widely when a kiss was pressed to the top of her head. He was never shy with his affection and he knew Sarah quietly fed off it. She never had anyone to care about her like this, certainly not her parents and she lacked a proper support system growing up. Crockett had quickly become her rock and her best friend and he promised he would never let her feel unloved or ignored.

“I like seeing you this happy,” he said softly, “This move was good.”

“It was,” Sarah agreed, “We’re meant to be here.”

[yoongiceo]

me thinking auston got into a bar fight:

me seeing what he was actually charged for:

[127-mile]

PACT | PART ELEVEN | FLASHBACK FROM PART TEN’S PARTY. 733 words | warnings: alcohol, make out session, strong language.

"You need to stop staring Jaehyun, it's creepy." you smile as you make your way to your best friend who's been sipping on a cup of alcohol ever since he started looking at you.

"I am not staring, I was patiently waiting for you to stop talking to this guy." he answers, his tone lacking the patience he is talking about. 

Here comes the good old Jaehyun, unable to watch you talk with someone else without feeling the need to comment on it. You sit next to him, throwing your legs over his lap, your own cup in hands. The party started over an hour ago and as tipsy as you are, you feel nice, your are buzzing with excitement. "So any specific reason for a party in the middle of the week?" you ask.

"I just wanted to have some fun with my friends before the exams force us to break up."

You roll your eyes but you nod, this is a pretty good answer even though you are going to regret coming here tomorrow when you'll wake up with the worst hangover of your life wishing you never knew what alcohol tastes like. In front of you Yuta and Doyoung are bickering. "Do they ever stop?" 

Jaehyun giggles, and tipsy or not you can admit that this is probably your favorite sound. It's beautiful, just like his voice when he tells you how much he loves you, or when he sings you to sleep after a nightmare. "You are beautiful tonight." he adds in a whisper. The music is loud but his lips are so close to your ear that you can feel his warm breath on your skin. A shiver slides down your spine, eyes closing at the contact. "You are always beautiful." 

You nudge him in his side and he spits his drink not only on his lap but also on your legs. You look at him, he looks at you, and you both break into a fit of laughter. "I am so sorry." 

You put a hand on your leg and wince at the feeling. "What are you drinking? It's so sticky, I need to go to the bathroom." you get up, trying to steady yourself with the help of Jaehyun's hand.

"Let me come with you." You make your way to the bathroom upstairs, and hopefully it is still too early for the guests to invade the bedrooms and the bathrooms for some alone time with a special someone, or someone they met. You enter the bathroom and Jaehyun closes the door behind him, leaning against his. You watch him through the mirror, detailing how tight his shirt his, how handsome he looks with his disheveled hair. You don't know if it's the alcohol running in your veins or just a sudden boost of confidence but you don't look away when his eyes meet yours.

"Do you need anything?" he asks with a grin.

"You." 

He frowns, not sure about your answer and when you turn to take a step in his direction, his smile becomes more angelic. 

"I need you."

You watch his lips, and he leans in to kiss you. His fingers are brushing against the heated skin of your cheeks, it feels nice. He tastes like the sweet and cheap alcohol he's been drinking and you don't mind the taste as much when it comes from his tongue. It's even making you a little more dizzy. His tongue pushes against your lower lip, and you part your lips. Tongues dancing together, fighting for dominance. He hums in the kiss when you let your fingers wander on his chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt.

But of course because luck was never on your side, someone tries to open the door. "Come on, whoever is inside, hurry up I need to pee!" Johnny.

"I'm busy right now." Jaehyun answers, licking his lips.Johnny's intervention seems to put you back on earth and you take a step back. 

Do you regret? Maybe. Would you do it again? Maybe. 

"Sorry." you whisper and you push him away from the door to get out of the bathroom, hitting Johnny's shoulder.

"What's wrong with her?" he asks before noticing Jaehyun's swollen lips. "Oh fuck, I fucked up didn't I?" 

"Yes."