#this is so!!!!!

[freshbeeth]

It is I, the suspicious anon who is completely uninvolved with any birthday gift shenanigans, advising you to check your twitter DMs >:}

YOU ARE AMAZING AND THIS IS SO WONDERFUL EVERYBODY LOOK HOW GREAT THIS ART IS

LOOK AT IT

[columboscreens]

[star-quill]

Peter totally reminds me of Kev from shameless that being said the thought of Peter being a bartender at a lowkey trashy bar is so f*cking hot like he’d definitely take you to the back and wreck you then walk back out as if nothing happened

GODDDDDDD

you're somewhat of a regular, although you really only have one or two drinks and then go home. it's not really your scene, only going along with your friends for a night out. then you go one day, by yourself, and peter's bartending and you're like oh hello. he swings a cloth over his shoulder as he walks towards you, then puts his hands on the edge of the bar and nods.

"what are we drinkin' tonight?"

"red wine for me.."

"you usually come with your friends, don't'cha?"

"yeah, well they ditched me tonight.."

"it's a quiet night tonight.. i can keep you company if y'want?"

"that'd be nice.."

and he does. he talks to you all night until he's clocking out. he walks you home and makes sure you get in alright. the cycle repeats itself like that for a while, a few glasses of wine at the bar, listening to him talk then he walks you home. until one night he's not there when you walk in, a frown forming on your face. you decide to go to the bathroom first, hoping maybe he's just on his break and he'll come back out soon. but you're too lost in your thoughts that you miss the door for the bathroom and open up the door to the manager's room instead. you jump when you see peter in there, leaning against the desk and reading a leaflet of some sort.

"miss me that badly, huh?"

"shit! sorry, must've missed the door to the bathroom.."

"s'alright.."

the tension is unbearable and you don't back out the room, so he steps forward, grabbing your waist and pulling you in the room, swinging you round and sitting you atop the desk.

"been wantin' to do this for a while.. fuck.."

he kisses you then, slotting himself between your legs as you wrap your arms around his neck. he mumbles praises into your akin, telling you how he thinks you're so pretty, so cute, so sweet. if you weren't so eager for him to fuck you, you'd have dropped to your knees instead but he was right against you and you felt it through your underwear.

"need you.. please.."

"yeah? pretty girls like you shouldn't be doin' things like this.. shouldn't be lettin' me fuck you in the back room of this bar.. but.. how badly d'ya want it? hm?"

"please.. please!"

"alright, sweets.. you gonna be good and take it all?"

"mmhm.."

"'atta girl.."

he's rough with a touch of softness, taking it slow and stretching you out but there's a roughness to the way his hips snap against the back of your thighs. your eyes roll back into your head as he fills you up, a burning sensation from the stretch but it feels so good.

"wanna see you make a mess, baby.. c'mon.."

you're pretty sure he was overstaying his break but you couldn't care less, the bar was empty when you came in and you needed to have him literally fill you up.

"don't pull out.. please?"

"yeah? want me to fill you up? i better see it dripping down your legs on the way outta here.."

he rocked into you a few more times before you came, legs trembling around him as he came himself, grunting against your neck. it took a few minutes for you both to relax and he wiped you clean with a tissue, save for the droplets on your thighs. you hopped off the desk and he followed you back out to the bar. you hopped up on a barstool and he instantly poured you a glass of your favourite wine.

you handed him a few dollars but he pushed your hand away.

"it's on the house, darlin'.."

he winks and walks away to serve another customer and you just blush, unable to stop staring at him all night and then he walks you home again.

"i've uhm.. i'd invite you in, but i've got an early morning shift tomorrow.. so.. maybe tomorrow you could actually come over?"

"sounds like a plan.. i'll see you then.."

[fuckyeahdavidandyonatan]

I’m in class (there’s a substitute teacher and I don’t have shit to do) and my mind can only focus on this now how am I supposed to do anything today

Cjbcsjbxsjc good luck

[adambirkholtz]

“Their seats are still too far away; Nursey wants him so much closer, ready to be a river that’s burst its bounds if it means he can hold on the way he wants.“ SYD??????!!!!!!!

[ananbeth]

So, I was wondering if you or @blackjacktheboss would be okay with me printing out Game, Set, Match. and transforming it into a hardcover? (I love it so much and I really want a physical copy)

omgg this is so sweet and wild to think that someone wants to make our fic into a book lmao. soph and I have 0 objections so knock yourself out my pal I hope u enjoy it in book form lol

[blssmchrylarchive]

UPDATE NOW THEYRE TALKIN ABOUT MITCH GOIN UP AGAINST JAGR “SAME WORK ETHIC BUT SEPARATED BY NINETEEN YEARS” IM