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capsiclecevans · 4 years

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“i need a place to stay”

Warnings: mentions of cheating. Summary: Chris has always been your best friend, your shoulder to cry on, could he be something more when you finally find out that your boyfriend has been cheating on you with one of his work colleagues? Chris is your first point of call when your world implodes and you need somewhere to stay. Word Count: 2k Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader\

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Your day had been going great. You had a very productive day at work, you met with the girls and had a lovely dinner and was currently on the way back to yours and your boyfriend’s shared apartment to spend the rest of the evening together curled up on the couch watching a film. You hummed along to the radio as you drove, smiling to yourself as the song reminded you of your best friend, Chris. You had been friends ever since you were both young, since you were in his brother’s class and he was part of the package deal when it came to befriending Scott, but eventually it was you and Chris that became closer.

Even when Chris became Captain America, everyone’s favourite superhero, he stayed loyal to you and was still just Chris to you. You knew him better than anyone else in the world. You had known him before his life became so crazy and you knew that he was grateful that he had that relationship with you still. Whenever he was anxious about anything, you were still the one he would text or call, because no matter what, you both knew that you would alway answer him in his time of need. That’s what friends were for.

You smiled to yourself when you see your boyfriend’s car parked in his parking spot outside your apartment building, parking your car next to his gently. He was home and hopefully he had picked a film for you both to watch.

You both had been a little distant with each other recently, he had been busy at work, as had you and Chris was back in town so you had been spending a fair bit of time with him since you hadn’t seen him in so long. It was like you were reuniting with family you hadn’t seen in years. It had only been 6 months or so, since Chris had been filming Infinity War and Endgame back to back so he had been in Atlanta and had obviously taken Dodger with him.

You make your way up to your apartment slowly, humming the rest of the song from the radio to yourself as you take the steps as quickly as you can before unlocking your front door.

You frown when you don’t see your boyfriend in the front room or attached kitchen, setting your work bag on the couch slowly, looking round the room a little confused before walking to your shared bedroom to see if he was in there.

What happened next was a blur, seeing him on top of someone from his workplace, both naked. In your bed. A screaming match took place with you throwing essentials into a small suitcase and bag so you can get out of there quickly, you could come back for everything else when he is at work and you had calmed down. You storming out as quickly as you could, your now ex-boyfriend trying to follow you quickly as he pulled some clothes back on as he tried to explain what was happening. You cried as you drove away, only one place in mind that you know you could stay, even though you were scared to tell them what has happened.

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After driving round town for a few hours, trying to gain sense of what had happened back at your apartment. Trying to get the image out of your head as you drive to Chris’ house, you needed face him sooner or later, especially since you hadn’t replied to his texts since you left work, which would make him worry. You always replied to him within 20 minutes of him texting you. It has been over 3 hours since you last texted him.

As you arrive at Chris’ and look up at his house, you bite your lip nervous, tears welling up in your eyes again as you begin to regret your decision to come here instead of driving straight to your parent’s house. That was over a 45 minute drive away now and it was getting late, you didn’t have the energy to make that drive, not tonight, you might make that drive tomorrow if you couldn’t face Chris in the morning. You begin to imagine the look that Chris’ face will hold when he answers the door to you at almost 10pm, worry and confusion will be the top two emotions for sure.

You only knock twice before Chris is nearly pulling the door off its hinges to see if it is you. He sighs a little in relief seeing that it is you and that you are at least safe, but then he frowns when he sees the tears in your eyes and the tear stains that are on your cheeks.

“I-I need a place to stay…” You say nervously, before Chris could even ask if you were okay, or what was going on. Dodger was whining a little at Chris’ feet, trying to get passed him to see you, greet you happily as he always did as he loved you almost as much as he loved Chris and his stuffed lion. Chris doesn’t hesitate to nod quickly, opening the door wider for you to step inside. He takes your suitcase and handbag from you gently, biting his lip and taking them up to the guest room with no questions, catching on that you probably need a few moments alone to greet Dodger before you have him asking what happened and why you need a place to stay.

You slowly remove your coat and shoes before following Dodger through to the couch, biting your lip as you make yourself comfortable. Chris had always said that you were welcome here whenever you needed a friend and to never feel uncomfortable when you were here, at his house. Dodger curls up with you gently on the couch as you tuck your legs underneath you, finally wiping the tear stains off of your cheeks. As you do this, you glance round the room, the TV was on with a basketball game playing, and Chris had a bottle of beer open on the coffee table. His phone was next to the bottle of beer, unlocked with your contact open, like he was going to try and reach you again before you knocked on his door.

“Hey…” Chris says softly as he walks in, sitting down next to you slowly, not wanting to startle you in anyway as he could tell you were lost in your thoughts. “What’s happened?” He asks softly.

“He has been cheating on me…” You say and look up at Chris, just by admitting that your ex-boyfriend is a scumbag brought tears to your eyes. Four years down the drain because he couldn’t stay loyal and keep it in his pants.

“What…” Chris says in shock, before he could register that he should feel angry for you, but you needed him to be calm now, you needed your friend. He couldn’t believe it, you and your boyfriend seemed happy, that you were solid and he thought that soon enough you would have an engagement ring on your left hand soon enough. Not that he wasn’t sad about that, he was more relieved as even though you were happy, Chris was not. He was completely in love with you, he had wanted to tell you before he started filming for The Winter Soldier, at his birthday party, but you had brought your boyfriend as a date. This had shocked Chris as you never mentioned to him that you were dating someone, now four years later you were finally done with the scumbag.

“I don’t know how long for, but I walked in on him and her, in my own bed…” You explain, tearing up gently, looking at your hands gently.

Chris frowns and wraps his arms round you tightly, kissing your head to calm you down slowly. “It’s going to be okay…you can stay here for as long as you need too…” He whispers into your hair, letting you cry against his chest. He rubbed your back comfortingly, knowing that you just needed to be held right now. Dodger came and sat in front of you both, waiting patiently while his tail wagged behind him a little, head tilted to the side before he eventually went and laid in is bed with his stuffed lion.

“Are you sure?” You ask and looks up at Chris gently. He responds with a soft smile and a nod, you don’t push any further because he was the one you knew you could always count on.

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You slowly walk back down the stairs to the couch after Chris had told you to have a relaxing shower and get into comfortable clothes, not caring how late it was or if you both stayed up all night. You needed him so he would be there. He was in the kitchen, making you both a hot chocolate, his beer thrown away from the spot it was sitting when you first arrived at his house.

You sit back down on the couch and Dodger joins you this time, his head resting on your lap in a comforting way, you smile a little before scratching behind his ears, just the way he likes it.

“Now I could get used to this view…” Chris says as he walks through with two large mugs of hot chocolate, setting them on the coffee table as you feel your cheeks blush lightly. Chris was such a sweet guy and before you had gotten together with your boyfriend you always had a crush on him. You never acted on it though, you didn’t think he would have wanted to have you in the spotlight, you were his little secret that he was able to keep from the press and his fans. You were like a comfort blanket for him when he needed you.

“Are you sure you don’t mind me staying with you?” You ask and looks up from Dodger to Chris gently, a small smile on your face as you do.

“Dodge and I will not mind one bit…plus I kinda uh…” He starts to say as he sits down before shaking his head gently. “Never mind, now isn’t the best time to tell you this, don’t worry…” He says before sitting back against the cushions, sighing before rubbing his face lightly.

“Tell me what?” You ask, fully turning yourself to look at the man child you knew so well, but right now he looked scared, fragile.

“That, I am happy you left him, because you can now be with me…” He says in an outburst before looking down at the floor, sighing to himself and rubbing his face gently. “I have been in love with you before I became Captain America, before filming for Winter Soldier started but I didn’t get my chance because you had fallen for someone else and you were happy…” Chris says, his voice soft and gentle before he looks at you nervously, he had just poured out his heart to you on the same day you had broken up with your boyfriend of 4 years.

“Y-you’re in love with me?” You ask a little shocked before taking a deep breath, a wide smile coming onto your face before you blush and look down. “It’s a good thing that I have been feeling the same way recently then, isn’t it?” You say before reaching over and stroking his cheek. You are pulled into his lap as he gives you a bone crushing hug, your lips eventually finding each others happily. You finally felt loved again, as you hadn’t felt this love and warmth from your ex-boyfriend for a few months, which could possibly be because he was giving all his love to the girl he was cheating on you with. Now though, you are living every one of Chris’ female fan’s dreams by kissing him and being the one he has fallen in love with.

“Its a good thing that I came here first for a place to stay then…” You whisper when you pull away from the kiss slowly, a cheeky smile playing at your lips. Your comment makes Chris laugh as he cuddles you closer, pressing a kiss to your head before you both settle down to watch a film together before heading up to bed.

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ice-cream-nekogirl · 3 years

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*ashlen and fumikage moodboard

light and darkness

dedicated to their beautiful friendship, built on mutual trust, understanding and morality. Born in darkness but their paths are towards a bright future.

A soft mix of blue and dark purple aesthetic~.

a bright glow of pink and sparkling green aesthetic~. Inspired by the soft yet edgy sounds of Amy Lee, Brendon Urie and Chester Bennington’s strong but impactful voices. Damn I loved what I heard from them XD CATCHY!!

Hee-hee and Ashlen is my lovely bestie @ashleigh-luvs-14cats‘s’s beautiful OC!! <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vb_CefmYY64

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_AOHnM9qjY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6rSQZZh3lyE

Oh Ashlen and Tokoyami have such a pure friendship, they just get each other and have such similar tastes complete with the same goal to be heroes in a dark world. Both have their own demons, but they both understand that pain.

They both struggle, they’re both weak but they’re also both powerful and pull through, and pull each other through. Where there is darkness, there is light.

For Tokoyami, Ashlen is that light.

It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again

My heart is broken, sweet sleep, my dark angel

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOKOYAMI!!!!

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r3b3lgrrrrrrrl · 5 years

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 75)

"Pitts✈LA✈Philly"

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

@lovemythsworld

@crystalbaby12

📷 manip cred @southsidequeenie

Colson wakes up groggy on the back of The Bus. Reaching for Luna with his eyes still closed, he's irritated when he remembers she's not there. Pulling his phone out, he looks to see if she called or anything. Nothing.

"She's always off somewhere...." He sighs, thinking to himself. Appreciating that Luna's independent but also feeling a bit lost himself when she's gone. Finding her was like growing an extra limb. When she's not near, his body has a phantom ache for her. "Lemme hit her up." He decides.

Shooting her a quick Snap, he sees his laptop sticking out of one of his bags. He pulls it out and digs through his red LV travel bag. Finding the things he wants, he settles back onto the bed.

Popping the flashdrive in that Luna gifted him for his birthday, he opens the file.

Sliding his hand down his pants, he starts stroking his cock in anticipation. Colson jerks off to himself fucking Luna for the first time. Watching himself with her. How they move and talk with each other. Her dominance and submissiveness, driving Colson to the brink. Throwing himself back, he explodes when his mind wanders to her warm mouth sucking his dick the morning she had given it to him to watch.

"God Damn, Loons..." He thinks of his future wife as he chuckles to himself.

Still sexually pleased by her. Even 3K miles apart.

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Landing at LAX there's an unseasonable chill to the air. Luna pulls on a soft gray sweater. Knocking her bandana off. Shoving it into her bag, She pulls out a pair of sunglass.

Hopping an uber to Frannie's, she notices a Snap from Colson. He looks miserable.

"What an Asshole..." She laughs to herself. Snapping him back with sass and love.

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"OH MY GLOB! OH MY GLOB! OH MY GLOB!! OH MY GLOB!!!! Paris burts out, squeezing Luna.

Luna having told her and Frannie about her engagement. P let's her go, wanting to pop a bottle, asking Frannie if she has champagne. Luna and Frannie laugh as they hug and Frannie gives P directions. Still holding tightly onto Luna. Her bestfriend's a bit cynical and rightfully so, considering her own current divorce.

"I'm so happy for you!" Frannie gushes to Luna.

Knowing her Soul Sister all too well, Luna pulls out of the hug. She winces a bit, forgetting to take any pain meds for her gunshot wound.

"What was..." Frannie goes to ask.

Luna interjects. "Buuuutttt....??" She asks with eyebrows raised.

"But don't make the same mistake I did. I don't care how much you love him. Get a prenup. At least for your family's history." Frannie sighs, advising from knowledge.

Luna pulls her back into their hug. Squeezing Frannie tight. She had half expected this.

"I hear you, Frans." She says softly in her ear.

Both girls squeeze each other. Over a decade of love, life, pain and understanding passing through them. The pop of the champagne bottle startles them as they break apart, laughing.

"LOONS IS IN LOOOOOVE AND GETTING MARRIED!!!!" P shouts, handing glasses off.

The three bestfriends cheers and laugh together. Luna asking to keep it kinda low key until she tells her grandmother and Colson his daughter. Her two friends nodding.

The girls have lunch. Talking and sharing champagne. Admiring the sweetness of her ring. Luna telling them the plan to get married in TownHall before the first weekend in August. Inviting them to both the intimate affair and the weekend rager. Frannie and Paris laugh at Luna's usual unconventional way of doing things. Excited about the festivities. They share a joint before Luna has to go. She has a performance with Ashley tonight.

The three bestfriends hug when Luna's uber arrives. Congratulating her again. Giving her Love and Kisses with their See Ya Soons.

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"Spill it." Paris says to Frannie once they've waved Luna GoodBye. "It's just quick. We seen 'em together, what? Once? And we were tripping balls. Everything's glorious when you're tripping balls." Paris throws her arm around Frannie's shoulder as they walk inside. "Then let's hang out with em. AND." She snaps the fingers of her free hand. "We gotta start planning her birthday party soon. Soooo... We're gonna need to talk to him anyway." P makes very valid points with her grin. Heading inside Paris can't help but ooze for her friend. She loves Luna and she love Love. Pulling up an old picture of them, P Congraulats one of her bestfriends on the sly. Or so she thinks.

"The peanut butter to my jelly. The Rock to my Roll. I love you and am over the moon!!!

💖🎉🎡🤘💫✨😍"

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The Boys are in Philadelphia staying in Rittenhouse Sq. Right in the heart of the city. Colson, Slim and Baze have friends who live off of Lombard. Ashleigh hangs back, glad to be rid of their madness.

Walking over Colson gets a Snap from Luna.

Laughing, he plucks a flower off a bush. Popping it behind his ear. Grinning as he Snaps her back.

"What up, Dawg!!"

They're greeted by their friend Tyree. Finding LaMar in the kitchen rolling up. Its Dark and Hell is Hot blares through the Philly condo. Cracking beers, slamming shots, they burn and catch up.

Soon heading to Cheerleaders, a stripclub/sports bar close by.

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"You got something you wanna tell me?" Ashley blurts out to Luna.

"Well, Hello to you too, Pal." Luna responds laughing.

"Why's Paris BooLoven' you on Insta?" Ashley questions her.

"Seriously? What's it say?" Luna sighs.

"Nothing really but that she loves you and is Over the Moon" Ashley air quotes.

"Okay... Listen, I didn't call you because it literally happened last night and I wanted to tell you in person today..." Luna begins to explain.

"Okayy..." Her bestfriend peers at her.

Holding her phone in her hands so that Ashley can't see her fingers, Luna continues.

"Colson asked me to marry him last night." Luna tells her.

Stunned, Ashley says "Noooo..." With wide eyes. "What did you say?" She asks.

Luna shrugs before breaking into a grin. "I said Yeah."

Ashley squeals, grabbing for Luna's hand. Looking at the contraption on her left hand.

"What is this shit?" She asks bluntly.

Laughing, Luna explains how he forgot the ring but made her one out of his guitar string. And to shut the fuck up because she loves it.

"No... That's really... REEALLY You&Kells." She laughs, grinning.

Ashley pulls Luna in for a tight hug. Congratulating her bestfriend, telling her how happy she is for the couple. They link arms as they head to the stage to rehearse for tonight. Talking wedding plans along the way.

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Cheerleaders is loud. Colson paying more attention to the Indians game than the girls.

Slim noticing the difference. Still his normal goofy, loud self, Colson interacts with the girls, talking and signing autographs but declines them on his lap.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Mar notices it also.

"He's getting maaaarried...." Baze teases Colson.

"YOOO!??" Ree flips around entering the conversation. "Tell me it's to that sweet piece of ass you did Bad Things wit!"

"Who???" Mar jumps back in.

Colson laughs, pulling a picture of Luna up on his phone. It's a simple sideshot of her.

"Damn, she got more tattoos than you do, Son!!" Mar exclaims.

"She looks like a fucking badass, Homie. How your lanky ass score that??" Ree busts Colson's balls.

"She knows what it is." Colson smirks.

Slim, Baze, Benny and Rook burst out laughing at him.

"Yo. LunaTic will fuck you up, Kells!" Rook calls him out.

Slim turns to their friends, explaining how Luna does NOT take anyone's shit. Including Kells. Joking that in the last two months that she's been around, he's seen her open more cans of whoop ass than Stone Cold Steve Austin could've ever ordered.

The Guys laugh hysterically at Slim's reference. Benny, Rook, Baze and Colson knowing it's true.

"Yo! So, you got a RIDA!? When we gonna meet Mrs. Homie?" Mar asks.

"She's in Cali right now performing but she'll be back before tomorrow night. Come to the show. We'll kick it after." Colson tells them.

Both men nod in agreeance. Wondering about this LunaTic who seems to have tamed such a Wild Boy.

They carry on drinking, laughing and teasing Colson.

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"HOW YOU FEELING, WAZZMATAZZ?" Ashley asks, stalking around the stage.

She's the Headliner of the concert. Opening with Now or Never, Colors and Eastside. She nails a stripped down version of Closer before bringing Luna out.

"I SAID HOW YOU FEELING!??" She screams to their roars. "I did a song with my bestfriend. It's currently sitting at #1. And I'd like to think that it's because it's the truth." She continues, adjusting her earphone as she walks the stage. "All art is based on some sense of truth, and if our art is number one, it's because WE'RE NOT THE ONLY TWO PISSED OFF!!" She screams to the energetic crowd. "So I've got her with me tonight. The ONE, THE ONLY, THAT BROOKLYN FUCKING BIIITCH!!" Ashley screams introducing Luna to the venue's explosion.

Luna comes out in a plain white tank and black skinnies.

"Did I hear people are pissed off?" Luna asks excitedly as she comes onto the stage. "FUCK right we are!!!!" She bellows to the audience's screaming agreement. "Let's show 'em how angry!!" She shouts looking at Ashley as the opening chords play.

Both girls begin to bounce with the melody, swinging their arms and legs wildly. Ashley blasts into the opening chorus as her band nails the chords. Fire exploding in the background.

🎶I🎶

🎶Keep a record🎶

🎶Of their wreckage🎶

🎶And their lies🎶

🎶We're starting to recognize🎶

🎶The weapon in our minds🎶

🎶They talk shit🎶

🎶But we won't take it 🎶

🎶This time🎶

🎶As I realize🎶

The band drops out as Luna comes in strong. Unyielding.

🎶I'm out for blood🎶

🎶And it won't be sweet🎶

Ashley's band picks back up as Luna sings. Bouncing and jumping around the stage, using her hands to express her points. Dipping low to touch fan's hands.

🎶Tired of having the rugs🎶

🎶Pulled from beneath our feet🎶

🎶Done trusting lies🎶

🎶Done trusting Men🎶

🎶Picking each other up🎶

🎶And putting ourselves🎶

🎶Back together again🎶

The masses chant with her. Growing louder as Luna calls out Society's standard of women. Luna dead panning certain lyrics.

The Girls cross paths, tossing their mics to each other as they hit separate corners of the stage.

🎶Come on Little Ladies🎶

🎶Give us a smile🎶

🎶No we ain't got nothing🎶

🎶To smile about🎶

Ashley and Luna rip through the lyrics as the lights pop and smoke billows. Belting together how they don't owe You a God Damn Thing.

Ashley kicks back in hard with the chorus. The stage explodes again with fire. The crowd venting along with the two bestfriends.

🎶I🎶

🎶Keep a record🎶

Ashley continues as her and Luna bounce and jump across the stage. Grinning and tossing each other satisfied looks as the crowd rages with them.

It's a volcanic experience as Ashley and Luna dance and sing across the stage with each other. Filled with passion and genuine resentment.

🎶I'm no sweet dream🎶

🎶But I'm a hell of a night🎶

Ashley taunts before Luna slides in.

🎶No I won't smile🎶

🎶But I'll slow you my teeth🎶

🎶And I might let you speak🎶

🎶If you just let us breathe🎶

Luna squats, bouncing up and down. Singing her lyrics. The Band dropping so Luna and the audience can scream together.

🎶We're tired and angry🎶

🎶Digging up The Hill🎶

🎶So scared🎶

🎶Is what you should be🎶

Luna and Ashley come face to face taunting the other to smile. Telling each other there's nothing to smile about. Fire igniting and lights blaring as they let loose about how they don't owe anyone a God Damn Thing.

Ashley singing about keeping a record of all wreckages and lies. Firing exploding as the two artists bop around the stage, screaming about injustice.

Playing and pushing off the other. They really are a force to be reckoned with. On and off stage.

The keytar comes on solely as Luna and Ashley hit MidStage together. The loud room singing with them claiming Luna's heart's desire.

🎶Women like me🎶

🎶Can be real nightmares🎶

🎶Completely aware🎶

🎶But I'd rather be🎶

🎶A real nightmare🎶

🎶Than die unaware🎶

🎶Yeah🎶

🎶Women like me🎶

🎶Can be real nightmares🎶

🎶Completely aware🎶

🎶But I'm glad to be🎶

🎶A real nightmare🎶

The Girls both kick their limbs out while changing the last lines. Luna dipping down in front of her.

🎶So, save us🎶

🎶Your fucking Prayyyyerss!!!🎶

Before slaying the chorus together. Bouncing, grinning, bopping and jumping as the floor ruptures on fire around them with crowd.

Watching them, the two bestfriends are magnetic. Knowing each other's range, limit and place. They perform together as if they were back in Luna's bedroom. Jumping off of props instead of beds. In hindsight it's a beautiful thing to see how far they've both come. Never losing their core.

Grinning at each other, they storm into the chorus with the crowd. Thriving off each other on stage. Tossing mics as they pass, dropping them to signify certain lyrics.

Finishing the chorus together, Ashley goes first as The Girls hit separate corners of the stage.

🎶I'm not sweet dream🎶

🎶But I'm a hell of a night🎶

Luna singing after her. Ending the song.

🎶No, we're no sweet dream🎶

🎶But we're a hell of a night🎶

Coming back together, the bestfriends laugh and thank the crowd before Luna heads off.

Luna FaceTiming Sean as Ashley closes out the show with a hitting performance of Without Me.

"Heeeyyy!" She grins into the screen.

Chuckling, he asks what she wants. Luna explains how she's at WazzMaTazz. Ultimately, asking if she can borrow his jet tonight to get back to Philly for Colson's show tomorrow.

"What's in it for me?" The business man asks.

Luna laughs at Sean, replying that he'll have the pleasure of not feeling her foot up his ass.

"Alright, alright... You little Brooklyn Bitch..." He agrees with a laugh. "When you need it?" He asks.

"Uhhh.. Gimme like 2-3hrs?" Luna asks.

Diddy agrees, telling her he'll text her the details. Thanking him graciously, Sean warns her to stay out of trouble. Shaking his head as she smirks that she'll try, they say GoodBye.

Hanging up Luna sees she has a Snap from Colson.

She opens it, thinking of how much she loves him.

Once Ashley's OffStage, they hang out with the other performers. Luna especially enjoying her conversations with Fletcher and Ellie Goulding. Luna being fans of theirs and vice versa.

Before long, Luna's saying her GoodByes. She's off to the hanger. Flying from CA to PA. Across the country for the second time in less than 24hrs.

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The Adderall finally wearing off, Luna's feeling the weight of the day. She pops two 30s and sips on an Old Fashioned.

Sleeping for most of the 6hr flight. She arrives on the East Coast as the sun begins to rise. Luna has to look at her phone to figure out what day it is. Surprised that it's Tuesday.

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Finally at the hotel, Luna takes a quick shower. Managing not to wake Colson until she wants to.

Crawling into bed with him, Colson's on his back. Luna kisses his cheek. Then his jaw. Down his neck to his collarbone.

He starts to stir as she lightly drags the tip of her tongue down his body. He doesn't have any clothes on. Luna kisses the top of his mound, his short pubes tickling her face.

Kissing his inner thigh, Colson reaches for her. Running his hands through her blonde hair. He calls out her name with a groan as she swirls her tongue around his hard cock's head.

Taking him in her mouth, Luna sucks Colson's dick, sliding and her gently twisting her wet hand along his base. Letting her free hand roam his body.

It being early in the morning and her suction firm and steady, Luna only needs to deep throat Colson a few times before he oozes into her mouth.

Both satisfied with her work, Luna swallows his load before washing her hands and climbing back into bed with him.

Laying on his chest, Colson strokes Luna's hair as he asks about CA. She gives him the details of her day. Him talking about how she'll meet Tyree and Lamar tonight.

They come up with the idea of flying Casie out to NY on Friday. He's thinking lunch with her, Patti and Emma. Telling them all together. Luna thinks it's a smart idea. They drift off together, cuddling.

Don knocks on their hotel room door around 11A. He doesn't bang anymore.

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To be continued.....

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astarkey · 5 years

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A rough draft of my drawing of Aaliyah for her birthday today. I’m probably not gonna go back and fix it for a while because this was a big challenge for me, since it’s been a really long time that I’ve drawn and colored in photoshop, and I’m also trying some new things and challenges ‘cause that’s what this year is all about for me. Honestly, I’m quite pleased with how it turned out, since she always pulls through for me whenever I draw her lol.

Happy 40th Birthday, Aaliyah!!! Thank you for inspiring us and influencing us, and being a positive, motivating force within our lives. We all love you and miss you, sweet angel! 😊💖

Love, Ashleigh

#aaliyah #art #mine

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dacianav · 5 years

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⋆ ◦ ° ☾ ana de armas + cisfemale + she/her — have you seen scout calhoun around? this twenty eight year old known as the southern bellle has been hanging out at town square a lot recently. they are a civilian that works as a/n bookshop owner, and they feel hopeless about the gangs. a bisexual capricorn, they are compassionate + generous, as well as naive + irrational. old books, magnolia trees, matching tattoos.

(hello here is my second babe come see this soft lil cutie)

Miss South Carolina 1991, Ashleigh Allen, crashed and burnt the eve of Miss America. A pregnancy scandal, her small southern town was up in arms, the father unknown and she was not sharing. And so she ran west, taking her crown and favorite book, until she ran out of money in Valdez, CO. With nothing but her looks and sweet southern charm, she bounced around jobs until the birth of her daughter, Scout, named for the main character of To Kill a Mockingbird, on New Years Day. Ashleigh had no marketable skills except her stage presence, and took a job as a lounge singer for the Cobras under the condition that her daughter was to remain ignorant of her mother’s gang affiliation.

She was a beautiful child, soft and friendly, sometimes overly friendly. Scout adored reading and wore her mother’s crown while pretending to be Glinda the Good Witch, King Arthur, or whoever was her current literary obsession at the time. Ashleigh wanted more for her daughter, wanted to help her get out of Valdez and not caught up in the gang politics. She tried to be a good mother, but she was young and soon found a man and became wrapped up in him. Her conservative southern grandparents sent money occasionally, as long as Scout was sent to them, alone, every Christmas. She grew up gentle, naive, and with a warm southern accent like her mother and grandmother.

Her future ex-husband (WANTED CONNECTION) was a tornado, sweeping into Scout’s life and becoming all consuming. At sixteen what did she know of love? Only what she had seen in books, and if it was not all consuming then what was the point. He was damaged and broody and arrogant in all the best ways. She brought out a softness in him and he gave her an edge. Scout wore red lipstick and drank tequila, sneaking out late and coming home with hickeys left like love letters on her skin. On his birthday, they got matching tattoos. On hers, they got married in Vegas in a drunken declaration of love.

Once she saw the ring on her daughter’s finger, Ashleigh broke. Scout, she felt, was trapped in the cycle she had started but did not want to take responsibility for. So mother left her daughter the house in Valdez, moving to Denver for a new life with her new husband.

Marriage is difficult, and you’re too young, they’d all said. Scout in her romantic notions had faith in this love story. Scout tried to be patient, they were young, he was learning, he promised he would stop. Every time he came home fucked up, or took some of the money they were saving for a honeymoon, or forgot something important to her they fought. She hated herself for the venom he pulled from her, and sometime feared the next time his fist wouldn’t just hit the wall. Later, when they tired of yelling and angry, sometime violent, sex, she would lay in his arms and accept every apology.

Until she couldn’t anymore.

And so she left, cutting out a part of her heart and leaving it on the bedside table. Back east, to her grandparents who welcomed her with open arms, ignoring the tattoos and ring she never returned. Scout went to school, studying literature and politics at Emory, trying to fill the emptiness in her chest with words. She lived happily in the sunshine and history of Charleston, letting it soften the parts of her that had been sharpened by him. She even considered marrying again, but found herself not quite satisfied by the nice man who sought her affection. Using her degree, Scout fundraised for a congressional race in 2016, and then became the finance director for a democratic congressman in 2018. She was happy in campaigns, but the constant pressure soon burnt her out and she sought a change.

The news of her mother’s death was sudden, but not entirely unexpected. She’d slipped into drugs after her divorce and at the news of Scout moving back east. She left behind the house in Valdez, and the small bookshop she’d bought but never actually opened in an effort to bring her daughter back. Scout came back to Valdez, intending to clean up her mother’s mess then leave, but something made her stay. Maybe a hopelessness about the gangs that permeated the town, the children who were destined to follow parents into a bloody war over a small town ignored by the rest of the world. Scout couldn’t leave without offering something to the place shed grown up, where she’d been happy.

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-scout opened the bookstore her mother failed to, trying to bring a place where the citizens who live in valdez can find an escape through the pages of a book

-she has a dog named Boo, a big black lab mix who looks scary but is a big softie

-sounds like Scarlett from Gone with the Wind or the ladies from The Help, v southern and gentle, ok not like redneck southern accent

-was the president of her sorority so she is that girl

-just met her father! aka Stan aka savage pimp aka lots of angst for scout

-her ex-husband is an open connection! I want toxic relationship! drama! angst! he's in a gang and she's like yikes!

-she still loves him and hates herself for this

-other than the tattoo she got with him, she only has one more. it was a drunken night her first year of school which lead to “these violent delights have violent ends” inked under her left breast

-kinda scared to be back in town?

-a very soft girl, ruined by her ex

(this has been updated to reflect a lack of an ex-husband! HMU if ya wanna pretty southern ex-wife

#outlaw.intro #outlaw.ooc #(scout)#what's your damage / muse #beauty queen baby / face #wanted connection #updated!

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louiswmalik · 6 years

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Happiest Birthday to my sweet angel babe, Ashleigh!!! You are the light of my life and I’m so glad we got to connect through our love for all things Z*uis. Australia is too far away, but I’m sending all the love I can on a first class ticket straight to your heart. Please continue being the kind, enthusiastic, beautiful, thoughtful, and talented person you are. You bring nothing but positivity into this world, and we need all of that we can get. I LAVE you Ash, Have the best day! Happy Birthday!

LITERALLY WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE SUCH A SPECIAL PERSON !!!!!!!!!!!! our conversations r always just us complimenting each other back and forth and i fucking love that - you’re such a close person in my life idk what id do without our chats. ill keep loving u forever and a day! you’re never getting rid of me! mwahaha!! Xxxxxxx

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end-me-tm · 6 years

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Lilian~~! @weetaliix

// text ver //

Dearest Lilian,

Happy 13th Birthday~!

Wow my child,,, (If you didn't know, I've adopted you.) You're honestly so sweet and adorable, I'm wow! We haven't known each other for a long time but I genuinely love you, you special bean.

We also haven't been talking to each other for long as well, but I think that was one of the longest conversations I've held with someone I've just started talking to.

For one thing, I'm sorry that you have to have bad weather on your birthday, that sucks so much ;-; but hopefully it'll be clearing up as your day progresses.

And I hope you ENJOY THAT CAKE ¡¡¡¡

Am I going off course? 😓

Anyway! Lilian, Lily, Lil you're SO nice and smart and easy to talk to and

WOW ARE YOU PRETTY !

You're so funny and have such a great sense of humour! You're hardworking as well wow, make sure to get a lot of rest! Don't push yourself too hard!

And...

YOUR VOICE IS A M A Z I N G AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME ANYTHING DIFFERENT ! !

You just sound like such a darling~! Such a sweetheart~! Such a smol bean~! And we stan accents wow

//I would love to be able to call you or something one day!//

I truly believe I could fall asleep listening to you talk. Speaking of, You Don't Talk Too Much ! Personally, I could just read through walls of texts of you talking about literally anything because it shows me that you care about whatever the subject it. This includes ranting! Tell me if something happened and you're freaking out; scream at me because Felix posted on Insta or Billie's being cute; tell me if you're angry, excited, scared and everything!

I want to know everything about you (in a non-creepy way ofc).

Ooft have I been rambling?

So, to end this mess,

You're beautiful! You're funny! You're smart! You're so sweet! You're caring & kind! You're a Grade A Cutie™!

You're doing great ! !

- The Sun is shining as I'm writing this, and I hope it's shining where you are too because you deserve to be so happy especially today! -

And one day, I hope I can meet you ! I would give you the biggest hug and shower you in compliments! And I'd just wholeheartedly enjoy your presence.

In conclusion, I stan an English Queen!

Always remember how amazing and beautiful you are!

And remember that

I Love You~!

~~ Ashleigh :3 💕

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galadriiel · 3 years

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🎉🎉 WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGIE 🎉🎉 i know you've kinda been celebrating it all week but today is the dayyyy (i do sincerely hope you don't spend the whole time crying!!!) you're the absolute light of my life and i love you to madness 💕💕💕 i'm attempting to make you make you a little something..... but i got distracted by our messages earlier and haven't finished it yet - anyway i hope you have wonderful day 💕💕 a lovely birthday for my loveliest friend xx

OH MY GODD thank you so much ashleigh my love !!!!!!!!! this is so sweet and you'll be pleased to know you are officially the first person to wish me a happy birthday this year and aaa absolutely no rush you really shouldn't have- but i'm SO excited to see what you're working on i already know it's going to be bloody gorgeous !!!! thank you so much again seriously this is the best way to kick off my birthday i don't know what i did to deserve such an amazing friend i love you to bits 🤍🤍🤍

#also don't worry about me after some time i switched over to watching bloopers and merthur scene compilations asdfgdjdk #the pain of the finale still lingers but for now i'm just pretending all's well and they lived happily ever after thats what happened right #shiremaiden #asks #🤍🤍🤍

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sweetzoejaymes · 7 years

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august.8 - a night to remember

Sweet Zoë Jaymes - I kind of thought I’d do another recap at the end of summer, but realistically half way through September. :) That’s just been my pace lately. But, we had an amazing weekend and particularly an amazing Friday night that I need to type out before the details get fuzzy.

So every year your soccer league offers discounted tickets to a New England Revolution game. We usually go, but this year I thought it would be more beneficial for us to go to a Boston Breakers game. You are a female soccer player and female soccer players deserve the attention and recognition that they are not getting as of now. The Breakers play in a much smaller stadium, with a much smaller crowd and it should be said that they make pennies compared to male professional athletes. So it is a much better use of our money to see the women play.

One day after I was looking at tickets online, I received a fateful call from Matt at the Boston Breakers trying to sell us tickets. The really only advantage to buying tickets from Matt, as opposed to purchasing them online was he had more control to see what tickets are available to make sure we get the best seats possible. But as I was talking to Matt, he was trying to up-sell me to a 3 pack as opposed to just one game. Initially I bought tickets for just one game, but he was really selling me on some of the players from other teams that were coming to play here. As he was mentioning Mallory Pugh and Sydney LeRoux, we started looking into them and wanted to see them play too, so of course, Matt did his job and eventually upsold us to the 3 pack.

Our first game this year was on July 1st when the Boston Breakers played against the Washington Spirit. Mal Pugh plays for the Washington Spirit and you were so excited to finally get to see her play in the second half of the game. One of the benefits to the women being under appreciated is that we get to see them in a more intimate setting and you feel so close to the game and the players. We also started to take more notice of our own Boston players. I really enjoyed Adriana Leon and Julie King. I was already aware of Julie King because her sister is on the real housewives of orange county.

Well cut to our next Breakers game, which was Friday night. We both had a long week last week and we had some gripes we were getting off our chest. We decided to air it all out in the car on the way home, so we could get ready for the game and enjoy our night. We drove in to Boston rather easily considering they have been doing a big road construction project and I thought it was going to be a nightmare. We got there early and it was “For Boston” night, so you wanted to spray your hair red and blue on the ends. I don’t think that stayed in your hair too long, but it made you happy. We were walking towards the stadium and they still had a few fun games up that you got to play real quick before we headed in. And as we entered the stadium, they had a ton of giveaways, which you LOVE. So we stocked up on all the free goodies and sat on the grass watching the teams warm up. As we were sitting there I started putting pieces together, that Julie King was being honored for making her record breaking 103rd appearance with the Boston Breakers and that I saw her sister Meghan’s baby in some of her instagram stories and now it was donning on me that I bet Meghan was there to see the game. Just as I said that, we saw her. We were up to get food and she walked right past us and you were in awe a little bit. She was so pretty, but you did not want to approach her. I get it. What do you say to someone you don’t really know. But then you saw some other people approaching her for pictures and you started to wish you had too, but short of running after her, we missed her. Later on, I got up to go get you a scarf and she was right there again, but you were back at our seats. We missed her a few more times and you decided you wanted to stay after the game for autographs. Which frankly, was a first. And of course the one night I really was tired and just wanted to go home early. But we stayed and got autographs and it really was a cool experience. Just seeing all of the little girls lined up along the barricade. Most of which, I’m pretty sure were soccer players themselves. Lining up to get autographs from wonderful role models for them. And you, like all of the other little girls, were in awe and amazement to see these professional women soccer players so close and to take pictures with them. It was awesome.

We were closer to the front of the line up, so when the last player walked through we were headed out and right there was Meghan King Edmonds. Sitting on the grass, with just her family. Waiting for Julie. This was your last chance. And really the perfect opportunity. So I asked her if she would mind taking a picture with you. She was so sweet. Her father stopped you to ask if you were a fan of the housewives. The whole family made conversation with you and we talked about you playing soccer and Meghan told us how Julie had a poster on her wall when she was your age of Kristine Lilly and now here was Kristine Lilly to honor Julie as Julie surpassed Kristine’s record number of appearances in Boston Breakers franchise history. The other amazing thing was that Kristine Lilly was also Alex Morgan’s idol and Alex wears number 13 in honor of Kristine Lilly. It was a full circle moment. Such a great night. And we get to go back to the Breakers game on August 19th to see Alex Morgan. You are such a lucky girl.

The rest of our weekend was pretty stellar as well.

Saturday was a rainy day. You were able to go hang out at the Ryan’s for a couple of hours and then we stayed in and watched tv and read books.

Sunday morning was a gorgeous day. We had pancakes for breakfast and then headed to Veteran’s Field to do a little soccer practice. There happened to be 2 adult games going on so we sat and watched those for a little bit and on our way to the car, we ran into the Farmer’s and they were playing softball, so you jumped in and played with them for a bit. We had just enough time to stop by the grocery store and finish up a birthday present for Ashleigh Jay and maybe relax at home for about an hour and a half before heading to Ashleigh’s party at the Gymja Warrior gym. Unbelievably, after being a gymja warrior for an hour and a half, just as we were approaching home, you asked to go back to the soccer field for another hour and a half. It was such an amazing day, but let me tell you, we were both so achy the next day. haha We’ll just have to keep at it, keep those muscles loose. :)

I love you so much and I’m so so proud of you.

xoxo- mommy

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rasikkkkk · 7 years

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FOR YOU @astarkey !!! 💜I even drew Aaliyah I shit you not that's the first time I've drawn a human and it didn't come out as bad as I thought it would!! (Her eyes were a little far apart oops) I'm hoping that I can send these to you so you can have them in person!! I can't guarantee but I'll try to make it happen! Here's what the bottom paper says:

Happy birthday Ashleigh! Girl it’s your 24th birthday! You are so OLD!!! haha I’m kidding you are still super young! And have a long and exciting life ahead of you! Dude I am so glad we met I am so HAPPY I joined the Silverchair community in Tumblr you are such an awesome and sweet friend I love the conversations we have you never fail to make me laugh and have a good time. You’re sweet and super beautiful!! What a blessing! Ur HOT and look like Aaliyah! You have such a chill personality and you are so easy to talk with. I love that about you I think it may be safe to say that you are definitely my favourite person here! I hope that your day is filled with all things Aaliyah, Silverchair and those TV shows + video games of yours! I really hope your day is awesome my friend because you well deserve it. thank you for being my friend!! And happy birthday again!!! Love YOu LOTS (no homo!) ♡

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massdragonchick · 7 years

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Exes And Confusion

I’m really not even sure how to start this. So I suppose I should start at the very beginning. But bare with me, as they’re a little confusing. So a little over a year ago, I got to a point where I really couldn’t stand not having a girlfriend anymore. Being with one man only for so long was wearing on me. Not that I don’t love my husband, but I missed women. Still do. So I found this app that was suggested by Lizzy the Lezzy on Facebook, that was an LGBT app. So I downloaded it quickly, and made a profile. I actually made a lot of great friends, a lot of which are some of my closest friends still. But the whole reason I made it was to find a girlfriend. So I flirted a little with girls I thought were cute here and there. Well then this girl named Ashley (from Maine) saw that we were into a LOT of the same things. We both played videogames, and all the same ones!!! We both liked Daniel Tosh, and a lot more, but basically, we had a lot in common from the start. So we started talking, and after a couple weeks we admitted to each other that we had a crush. Things moved VERY slowly (like a freaking snail), but they moved. We liked each other a lot. When things started feeling like they were getting serious, I felt like I needed to tell her about my situation. I had hinted about it but she never asked questions (like I had hoped), so I never got to explain myself. But when she told me she loved me, I felt like I had to tell her. I told her about my husband, my kids, and my living situation. She told me she was a little jealous, but she would rather have a part of me, than none of me. She took it really well, and we continued to have a good relationship... Or so I had thought. She would get really depressed, and instead of talking to me about it, she would disappear. For weeks at a time, and then pop back up again. I noticed it didn’t seem like she really trusted me a lot of the times. She wouldn’t give me her phone number, allow me to add her on Facebook, and was very secretive about her life. She started seeming more and more distant, and eventually started asking me if she could see other women because I had someone to go home to, and she felt lonelier knowing I had someone else and she didn’t. Plus, she mentioned that her friends kept telling her not to get attached to me because if we were to break up, I would still have someone there for me, and she wouldn’t. We started to drift apart more and more every day. On my birthday (which she knew about, because our birthdays are only a week apart), she didn’t even say anything to me, and it broke my heart. I figured at that point, she had pretty much checked out of our relationship. On her birthday, I told her happy birthday after not talking to her for a month. And she told me she wanted to stay friends, but no longer wanted a relationship. That sharing me with my husband was too much for her. I couldn’t blame her, and I had felt her slipping away for a long time, so we came to a mutual agreement to stay friends. About the time she had started distancing herself from me and asking to see other women, I had met someone else. Though at the time it was nothing more than friendship. Her name (and why this will be a little confusing), is Ashleigh. Ashleigh was from Mississippi. We had a lot in common at first. I thought. We don’t really have many hobbies or views that are the same. At least, I know that now. But back then she seemed so perfect. She was pansexual, like me. She was open to being polyamorous, and had been before. She was very forgiving and loving, and sweet. Saw life and love in everything. She made my heart feel warm where it had been missing warmth. She always knew what to say when I was down and always saw the good in things when I didn’t. Though she, like me, dated a lot of guys growing up, and moved a lot faster, once things got going and we realized we liked each other. It happened so naturally. Like there was no real admitting we liked each other. It was kind of like we knew. We would just flirt and it just felt right. Not like we had to force it. Before I knew it, I was planning a trip to see her and stay for a week in Mississippi with her. We didn’t make anything official, as far as dating goes, until I was there. But we video chatted a lot. And about a week before I went to go see her, we were video chatting and singing to each other (one of the hobbies we do actually have in common with each other), and she told me she loved me. My heart burst with joy, and I told her I loved her too. A week later, I was on an 8 hour miserable ride to go and see her. I was so excited!!! Though, I will admit the ride was REALLY rough. I got all ready, fancy dress, high heels, straightened my hair (which took 5 hours), did my makeup, wore perfume and jewelry even, everything. Packed my things, and left early. But when I got to the bus station, I realized I forgot my tickets... So I had to hurry home and get them, and rush back to the station. Unfortunately, we didn’t have time to go through baggage. So all I got to take with me was my purse, and a bag with my makeup in it. So I spent the week borrowing her clothes. Everything just kind of... fit. Like I felt like I had known her for years. It was comfortable being around her. I could be myself and she could be herself. But then I started noticing things that really bothered me. She was really passionate about the confederate flag. And that made me uneasy. But I can look past that. I don’t like it, but she isn’t a racist, she just had family that served with the confederates, so I was able to look past it. But then she was really overly friendly with the Mormon church. I’m uncomfortable with religion in general. I’m a Christian, but I’ve grown up with a lot of really bad things in churches and a lot of hypocrisies, and religion makes me feel like my skin is crawling. But Mormons are one of the worst to me. Not that I don’t respect the religion, I do. I respect all religions. But I disagree with a lot of their beliefs. And within the first hour I was at her house, she had me in her living room talking to them as they lectured me about joining them, and about their beliefs (which I already knew about). They talked to Ashleigh about going to their church and being baptized and singing in the choir, and I didn’t really like that. I don’t know why it bothers me so much... Maybe it was that she herself said that she didn’t believe in it, or maybe it’s just my own feelings about religion as a whole and Mormonism itself, but it just didn’t feel right. There was also the fact that everything seemed like a competition with her. We both enjoyed singing, but it always seemed like she was trying to one up me. Her family joined in on it too. If I ever sang to her everybody would tell me how I had to listen to her sing something, and then she would do it. And about being country. I’m not a very country girl, even though I grew up in it. It’s just not part of my personality. But they would try to call me a city girl and make cracks that I wasn’t country enough and joke about it all the time. Like no, I’m from the country. I just don’t act like it because I don’t like to act like a hick. And the would try to say that the heat there was worse than here, because they claimed Texas has a dry heat. I would get really mad about it too. Like, don’t tell me how the heat is in MY STATE. You live here, not there. You can tell me what the heat here feels like, but you can’t tell me about how it feels in the state I’ve lived my 24 years of life in. I know how it feels there, I AM there every single day. Then... there was Parker. Probably one of the biggest regrets of my life. She introduced me to this guy named Parker. Now bare with me, at the time, I didn’t realize it, but I was going through a horrible bipolar time in my life where I became very manic, crazy, and out of control. I was not myself and I did very stupid and reckless things because I was losing my mind. So she introduced me to Parker, and I immediately was attracted to him. After we left (it was a short saying hi and inviting him out to a bar with us later), I told her in the car that I thought he was hot, and asked permission to flirt with and hit on him. She agreed, and admitted to me she had slept with him before, but told me she was totally okay with us messing around. At the time not being all myself, I didn’t tell my husband about it (which I regret even more). So that night we went to a bar. She spent the night hitting on some big burly dude from the Marines while I hit on Parker. We also made out a lot (me and Ashleigh). Parker asked me as we dropped him off if I had been serious. I told him I was. So I add him on Facebook and we basically flirted the whole time I was there with her. So one night I buy us drinks. I get her Fireball, and me Vodka. We drink, and I invited him. Oh man... I don’t even remember everything... But I know we face timed my husband (oh, and at this point my husband has read my messages with Parker and knows I’m planning to do stuff with him, and he’s given the green light), and I was dared to give a blow job to him, which I did. I was also tackled by Ash and did... things (I honestly don’t remember it all), her mom flashed us all and my husband, and it was the closest I ever got to throwing up drunk (I honestly think it was the Fireball, because I’ve been more drunk than that night and didn’t even come close to throwing up). The next morning, Ash left for school. And me still being drunk and stupid and assuming I had the green light from her and my husband... Parker and I started to sleep together. It didn’t get very far because he didn’t want to use a condom and I wouldn’t let him in without one, so there wasn’t actually sex, but close to it. Then Ash came home, and caught us. She was PISSED. FUMING angry and storming around the house. I didn’t understand why at first. So I went to talk to her. Turns out, they were exes. He had even lived with her. She had even asked him the night before, for him to promise not to sleep with me, since she hadn’t even slept with me yet. So she was mad that he manipulated me. She was a little mad at me too, but not as mad since I was still drunk, and I had no way to know about his promise or their past. So she forgave me. But not him. She even had her mom chase him out of the house. And I felt bad. REALLY bad. But I was still selfish. I tried the rest of the week to get them to forgive each other and be friends again, but it was hard. Ash claimed he had done this before to her and stolen her girlfriends, and she loved me more than any of them and couldn’t handle it. The last day I was there, she allowed me to kiss him goodbye. Then she had a panic attack and drove me to the bus station. As I was on the bus, halfway home, they apparently tried talking to get past it, and ended up fighting again. Then Parker said some horrible things to her, and I found out even MORE about their past. Not only was he her ex, not only did they sleep together, not only did they live together... he had gotten her pregnant and she lost the child. She has PCOS and had a miscarriage and blamed herself, and to get her to stop talking to him, he told her it was her fault and blamed her for it. And I had to mediate it. For a short time it worked. They stayed friends. But then things got weird. He started telling me he loved me. It made me feel sick because I didn’t love him, but I didn’t feel like I couldn’t say it. So I said it back and always made me want to throw up. She didn’t know we were talking like that. But then I started noticing both of them lying to me. She invited him to come live with her again, and I had to find out from him. Then the really weird part was that they went to go visit each other and talk one day to try to stay friends (another thing I found out from him, and not her), and when they both claimed she was home and not there anymore, at the EXACT same time, they both texted me that they were horny. That set off red flags for sure. Ash and I got into several fights after that, and it always seemed like she used her mental illnesses against me. Every time we would argue she would tell me to shut up and stop talking because she couldn’t breathe, or she was going to take a bunch of pills, or her nose was bleeding. Like, I was having panic attacks too, I couldn’t breathe either, and more, and I wasn’t even telling her because I didn’t want to use it as a way to make her feel like she couldn’t talk to me the way she was making me feel. There was a lot more to all of this. But eventually, me being out of my mind, I went to a party with some friends, and a girl who was easy and engaged, and I ended up dating her and breaking up with Ashleigh. When I found out she was suddenly friends with Parker again I blocked her from everything and refused to talk to her. So fast forward now to today. So me and Ashley from Maine were starting to talk again for a while. I’ve dated 3 other girls since Ash, all that turned out badly. And Ashley stayed my friend through it all, and told me she still wanted to be with me and she was sorry for hurting me before. But I kept dating girls nearby because I was still hurt, and Ashley will still get really distant for long periods of time, making me feel lonely. Now I’ve made up with Ashleigh, and she wants to get back together with me. If I go back with Ashleigh, Ashley won’t give me another chance to be with her. And I want to see how we fit. If we connect, if we have chemistry. We have a lot more in common, so if we fit well, then that might be the best choice for me. But for some reason my heart wants Ashleigh, even though I know there’s so much wrong in our relationship, and I don’t know if that can ever be right again. Even when she flirts with me I want to tell her to stop, but at the same time, when I think about being with her again, I feel warm and happy inside. I’m so confused and I have no idea what to choose, what to do, or where to go. I’m so lost. I want Ashleigh, but I feel like she’s a mistake and I should be with Ashley. So my head says Ashley, my heart says Ashleigh. This is a nightmare... And the names don’t help.

#lesbians #lesbianproblems #poly problems #polyamory

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r3b3lgrrrrrrrl · 5 years

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 63)

"Making Up Isn't Hard To Do"

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

@lovemythsworld

@kellysimagines

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Colson's sitting at the kitchen table. Benny's still out with Casie, knowing to text before he heads back. Ashleigh is upstairs while Slim, Baze and Rook are gathered with him in the kitchen.

"So you think she fucked him?" Slim asks Colson. He likes Luna but she's always felt dangerous to him.

"No." Colson says shaking his head. He lights a joint. Inhaling deeply, he sighs out a giant cloud of smoke. "I think maybe she has feelings for him. She's been acting weird ever since she ran into him. And made it a point to tell me about him as soon as we were alone. Luna don't offer up shit." He sighs again as he exhales.

"Who is he?" Slim asks directly. Colson has talked to him about Luna and Justin. He heard her scream six years and did the math when Colson shouted about an undercover year.

"I don't know, Man." Colson tries to shake him off.

"Yeah, you do. Because I do. She cheated on her boyfriend with that dude, didn't she? That's why you're so pissed." Slim connecting the dots easily.

"I'M her fucking boyfriend." Colson snaps at him. Puffing on the joint.

"Chill, Mann." Slim says throwing his hands up.

"You know how to answer your question, Kells... " Rook speaks up. "Find out who stopped seeing who. If she broke it off you're in the clear. If it was him.... Maybe not. But, I don't think Luna's like that." Rook still defending her.

"She is like that. She fucked a dude for a year. Her other dude ever find out?" Slim turns to Colson, who's finishing up the joint.

"C'mon Slim... " Baze interjects. "Ain't one of us in here about to get Holy and act like we ain't never ran no long game with out getting caught." Baze states. "Besides, didn't he put her through some shit for a long time? So what if she fucked around with ONE dude. She rode with hers till his end." Baze has his own opinion of Luna. He likes that she doesn't take Kells shit but has never seemed to waver from him since the night of his birthday party.

Colson finally speaks, Baze's words sitting in his head.

"Watch it, Slim." He gives his friend A Look before continuing. "But nah, he never found out. She said Her Ashley don't even know. I'm the only one she's ever told." He looks back up glaring at them all. "So you better keep your fucking mouths shut." He warns.

They all agree with Yeahs and nods. How long they'll last, who knows?

"What's this LIFE shit she was talking?" Slim keeps pushing.

Colson shakes his head. "You know she's politically active, Dawg." is all he says as he gets up from the table and heads upstairs. Baze's words heavy on his head.

Everyone has a different opinion.

None of them knowing about Marissa, The Dark Web or who knows what else Luna has her hands in.

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Luna hails a cab. She's furious. She doesn't go to her grandmother's. She doesn't hit up Ashley or Mackenzie or Pete. She doesn't hit up Tommy. Although she truly wants to punch him in his face and then fuck him.

Thinking vindictivly, as always when feeling attacked. "You think I did some shit. Okay. Imma pull some bigger shit."

But Luna's not 21 anymore. She'll be 27 soon. So, she has the cab take her to The Vale. After checking in, she throws on boy shorts, a spots bra, hoodie, her running shoes and ear buds. Placing a call to Monica in the mean time. It rings to voicemail. Luna turning her own ringer off before she heads out.

Prancing down the stairwell, she jogs through the lobby. Breaking free once she hits the cement. Running her raging heart out through The City.

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Luna gets back from running, checking her phone, there's a Snap from Colson:

She strips down and Snaps him back before getting in the shower. Puffing on her pen all the while.

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Colson opens Luna's Snap immediately.

Asking Ashleigh to keep an eye on Casie, he heads directly over.

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Luna hears banging on the door from the bathroom as soon as she shuts the water off.

"Holy fucking shit..." She thinks to herself. Wrapping a robe around her to answer the door.

It's Colson, just as she suspected.

"Hi." She says flatly, allowing him to kiss her cheek.

"Can I come in?" He asks.

Stepping aside, he walks in. Bikini Kill filling the hotel room. Raw, Riot Grl Rage.

"Yeah, I'm fucked....." Colson thinks to himself.

She walks to the couch, curling up in the corner. There's a bottle of Jameson on the table.

"So, why you really mad at me?" Luna asks. Much looser and understanding after running, popping a bar and taking a shower. She lights a joint as he sits down with her.

"I don't know." He looks over at her before looking down at the ground. "I don't think I'm mad, I think I'm scared. I can feel how much you loved Justin and I guess, if you could do that to him.... What's stopping you from doing it to me..." He looks up at her, vulnerability raw.

Luna reaches for his hand as she passes him the joint. He hits it while she talks.

"Tommy and I only happened because Justin neglected me, himself and our life. On and off for a long time. I'll admit I'm an Asshole for it, but it wasn't out of malice. It was survival. And it's a guilt I carry heavily." She tells him, showing her own vulnerabilities. "You don't like that I can keep a secret, but what you don't understand, is that I'm not keeping any from you. I told you about Justin and Tommy because I wanted you to know. Not because I had to."

"So you would've lied about the picture?" He asks, feeling an irritation grow as he passes it back to her.

"No." She puffs on the joint. "But I could've side stepped it, told you he was an old friend who simply has a crush on me. All of which are true. But, I didn't. I gave you the details when it popped up in our life, BEFORE it went public, because I promised to NOT side step you and as I've told you before, I'm not going to vomit my life but as it flows, I'm going to give it to you." She pulls on the joint again before passing it back

Hearing her every word. He waits before asking "How did you and Tommy end?" He's hitting it now.

Luna grabs the bottle of whiskey. She has a tendency to look for a substance before exposing her truth.

"He told me he loved me and I knew that was unfair because I'd never leave Justin." She looks down with a sadness. Colson isn't sure if it's for Justin or Tommy.

"Did you love him?" Colson asks quietly as he hands her back the joint.

"Yes." She states. Looking him in the eye. She can't help but close hers as she inhales. Slowly exhaling, she opens them as she continues "But, I made a commitment to Justin and I would've traveled to the depths of hell with him. We've talked about this. How we're both loyal to a fault, and that it's a blessing and a curse. Tommy happened two years before Justin killed himself. With no one before or after him. I would've stayed with Justin forever. No matter what it cost me." Hitting it again, she passes it.

Colson's heart breaks for her. He'll never be able to understand how someone could be so careless with Luna.

"Do you love him more than me?" He asks before hitting the joint.

"Who?" Unsure of if they're talking about Tommy or Justin.

"Tommy." He says exhaling.

Luna closes her eyes again, thinking of her words. "There will always be a crazy connection between Tommy and I, but...." She climbs into Colson's lap. He's happy to have her back on top of him. "You have to think, I didn't go looking for him once Justin passed. At all. Thursday was the first time I seen him in almost 6yrs. I swear." Taking the joint, she pulls through the last few hits before putting it out.

"You scare me, Luna." Colson tells her honestly. This hurts her. She grabs the bottle for another swig before asking why.

"Because everybody wants you." He sighs.

"You can't act like you don't have admirers too...." She contests.

"Yeah, but I don't have personal relationships with them."

"Uhm... What is Bleta for 500, Alex?" She challenges him.

Her Jeopardy reference makes him laugh and wrap his arms around her. "Touché" He submits.

On his lap, in his arms, looking into those beautiful, blue eyes, she tells him. "Look, Bunny. Like I said before, I'm not perfect. I make mistakes, I'm an Asshole. I'm hella sorry for my betrayal of Justin hurting you. That's my Karma. But our relationship is different than his and I's. I just wish you could trust me. We've been dealing with this shit since the night at The Palms. I told you then. I'm always going to play a role. Same as you. Men are going to want me the way women want you. What we both need to always focus on and keep true to, is that we only go home to or with each other. And I did. I called you at the bar. And I Snapped you when I got back. I have nothing to hide."

He knows she's right. Exhausted from their fights, he pulls her in for a deep sweet kiss. She enjoys his warm tongue dancing in her mouth. Moving down to her neck, he slips her robe off her shoulders. Kissing her softly, he lays her back on the couch.

They move slow and delicate with each other. Soft, tiny kisses exchanged on their bodies. Deep understanding playing in their mouths.

Colson slides into Luna slowly. Working his way deep inside of her. He knows when he's hit her spot. Keeping her there, he feels her shake and cum off of his girth.

She pants "I love you" in his ear as he slowly rocks back and forth inside of her. Feeling his bare dick touch every inch of her insides.

Their love making is slow, deep and quick. Luna cumming again with him as he enjoys their tenderness. It's a delightful change of pace from their norma,l intense hunger - fucking.

Laying inside of her, cheek to cheek, he whispers "I'm sorry."

Stroking his back, she honestly tells him "Don't be." That she would've snapped too.

They're both intensely possessive. It's one of the things they love about each other.

They lay with him still inside of her. Where he belongs. Their love, understanding and acceptance of each other washing over them. She's happily wrapped around his body. Him laying contently on her chest. Almost drifting off, Luna's startled by Colson's body jumping.

"Fuck." Colson pops his head up. "What time is it?" He asks.

Luna checks her phone. It's 730P. Colson tells her they should get going. He gently shakes her, while slightly shouting "Yooou're LIVE ooon Saturday Night, Kitten!!!" Grinning.

She kisses him on the mouth, strong and solid. "I fucking love you, Colson." She tells him, staring into his eyes, she doesn't give a fuck about SNL, she only cares about where THEY land.

Colson pulls his t-shirt and jeans on while Luna throws on a wild concoction. She'll get dressed at the studio.

Luna stops Colson. Facing him with both her hands on his forearms. She looks clearly through his eyes into his soul.

"We're in this together. I'm not leaving. EVER. How you treat me and Us, will dictate whether we're beautiful or dark. Either way. I'm here." She pulls him down to her level. Kissing him solidly. A promise being solidified with it.

He scoops her up by her ass, pulling her into him firmly. Breathing her sweet sent in. It's a mixture of weed, coconut oil, cigarette smoke and Aveeno.

His dick rages for her. Knowing in his heart, he's the only one she wants.

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They leave the hotel and head to 30Rock, it's a little after 8P and Luna's facing one of the biggest performance of Ashley and her careers.

Luna turns to Colson in the cab. She touches his face lightly as she looks into his eyes. "I love - LOVE you." She tells him honestly with a kiss. His heart swells, knowing their truth as they step out onto 48th street.

Colson grips her ass cheek to her pussy's pleasure as they walk to 30 Rockefeller Plaza.

THEY'RE PERFORMING LIVE FROM NEW YORK ON SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE!!!!

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To be continued....

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