I mean like. I only have stuff for a week maybe. but it’d also be nice to actually have stuff that looks good on me? or even like ok-ish?? but damn clothes cost money (+ spd makes shopping & shit hard), and I literally have nothing to spare :/
this is still my fav pic of me cause goddamn i’m handsome as fuck here and so is my bass. that negative space. that lighting. my form. literally the only time i ever made those brown pants look good. goddamn
Is it just me that imagines Terra going through Eraqus closet, finding those goddamned pants and going “omg master they’re so cool can i keep them” and Eraqus is happy bc his big boy has a fashion taste just as crappy as his
the hot, open-mouth kisses that had woken you up. Neither a hand that slid over
your ass and across your thigh to slip into your pyjama pants. It wasn’t even those goddamn sex noises next
to your ear.
It was a
friction you felt when he ground his hips onto you, once, twice, three times,
that you couldn’t ignore.
you glanced at the clock on your night stand. It was showing 3:30 a.m.
It’s the middle of the freaking night.” you grumbled, fighting for the sleep to
stay with you, but it had already given up on you. “We just went two rounds
like three hours ago, Dean.” you sighed, rolling to your back.