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Good Graces - Alfie Solomons Imagine

All this Alfie on my dash today – got me in some kind of way!!  Here’s a little ditty about an angry Alfie trying to get back in the good graces of his lady.

No one could clear out a room quicker than Alfie Solomons.   His legendary temper struck fear in the hearts of men who normally struck fear in the hearts of men.   Currently he stood red faced, with shoulders hunched before a petite brunette; –  who was supposed to be whimpering and cowering under the verbal onslaught he had just released.  

It wasn’t going exactly as he planned.   And he was pretty sure the fact that her one foot had started tapping was not a good sign.   He dragged his fingers through a patch of scraggly, ginger beard as he met her gaze across her desk.   She didn’t waver.  Fuck.   Relationships were hard.   Much harder when you hired a beautiful and fiery tempered minx to do your paperwork, and subsequently couldn’t keep your hands off her long enough for her to do said paperwork.   Because banging her on your desk daily was definitely much more satisfying.

He was pretty sure his odds for a right proper desk banging were slipping away today.   Alfie wasn’t one to give up on any negotiation so easily though.

“Listen sweetie.  I’m only saying…”

Her hand come up to stop him mid-sentence, and though his brow furrowed, he was dying to hear what she had to say.  Fuck she was beautiful when her temper was up.

“Do you see an apron?”   She lifted her skirt a teasing height.

He only saw a good amount of shapely thigh and raised a brow.

“Do I look like Ollie?  Ya think I’m gonna go stand in the corner like a good lil boy?   What the hell ya playin?”

“Well, I was hoping to play with ya but…”

She walked around her desk to come stand before him.   Chin tilted to meet that glare most buckled beneath, but her eyes were spitting fire and Alfie was sure he just about came right then and there.

“Listen sweetie,” she mimicked his endearment,  “Ya wanna fuck ya stay here and be a gentleman.”  She ran her hands up his chest, leaning in to press close against him, feeling the hardness in his trousers.  A smirk played upon her beautiful full mouth, but Alfie stood his ground; half praying she’d give in and half wanting her to poke the grizzly bear just a little bit further.  

“Ya wanna play boss, ya get yer ass back in the office and boss someone else around, and I’ll just start here without ya, and ya can play catch up later when yer business is all done.”   She removed her hands from where they had settled at the top of his trousers, and ran them down her own body, a wicked gleam cast his way.

“And ya better hope I don’t finish my business first.”

Alfie watched her hands roam down between her legs and the air hissed between his teeth, then a mumbled “ yeah, well … sorry luv.”

She leaned back against the desk, arms folded across her chest.  “Damn right yer sorry Aflie,” she shook her head, but her eyes had begun to soften, “Honestly, playing that gamble with me.”

Alfie stepped into her space, gently pushing her legs apart so he could settle himself between her legs.  His strong, lean fingers reached down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it slightly so they could trail up the soft, silky smoothness of her legs.

“How about I give you good odds for a very favourable return?”

She arched into him, grabbing his suspenders and dragging them down the strong shoulders.

“That would be a good start.  You’re gonna have to do that thing I like… and I’ll tell you what, you double down on that offer and ya got yerself a fuckin deal Mr Solomons.”

His hands grasped about her waist and he set her upon the desk,  “Fucking hell luv, that mouth of yours.”   His mouth crashed down upon her own, and she kissed him soundly, but briefly - before pushing his head down her body.

“No sweetie, the deal was about your mouth.”


Am I doing Horny Hardy Friday right?  @banes-tshirt , @badassbaker@thihaf, @feminamortem  ;)

I was the one who had it all
I was the master of my fate
I never needed anybody in my life
I learned the truth too late

I’ll never shake away the pain
I close my eyes, but she’s still there
I let her steal into my melancholy heart
It’s more than I can bear

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she runs away
She will still torment me, call me, hurt me
Move me, come what may

Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself, she’ll walk right in
And be with me forevermore


Evermore Disney Beauty and the beast 2017 

I have not yet seen the beauty and the beast because I’m not excited about this film, BeB is my favourite Disney animated movie and I am so jealouse and protective lol. The idea of this live action…I don’t like, sorry…

But I heard this song and guys, I cried, the emotional intensity, the pain, his voice, his love for Belle, omg I die

Thirteen things you should not invite to supper

1. That one friend who is usually lovely apart from when they eat supper, which owing to some long distant evening mishap in the woods makes them transform into a giant bear which is on fire.

2. The mining robot from the future who has been knocking at the window for some time with its garbled message about people living in great tunnels and it doesn’t seem to know how to talk about anything else other than mines and people in mines and ash and devastation and anyone sitting next to it would probably get frightfully bored.

3. That hole, the one you can pick up and put places and you’re not quite sure where it goes but it certainly caused conversation the last time you invited it to supper.

4. A worm that eats chairs.

5. That great white whale that you have become obsessed with and which could conceivably be able to attend if you fitted out the room with some sort of harness and pipe apparatus and knocked down a wall or two.

6. A charmingly subcritical mass of plutonium that you met at the romantic old nuclear waste dump out of town and which you still turn to from time to time when you need subcriticism on a piece of writing.

7. That dress, you know the one, you tried it on and it was a great fit but unfortunately the colour drove wasps and bees into an unsettling frenzy so you had to take it back, or more accurately it floated back by itself because it was full of bees.

8. The asteroid.

9. That other subcritical mass of plutonium which friended you on facebook once and you weren’t really sure that you knew it but you mistook it for the other one and by the time you’d realised your mistake it was a bit too late to unfriend it,

10. The pirate who mistakenly believed that you crimed off their rubies some ten years ago and has spent the last ten years levelling up in ninja in an attempt to make a more dexterous revenge someday.

11. That pirate’s pet Tyrannosaurus, which is currently being followed around by a reality TV team who are making a documentary, but they will stay outside if you ask.

12. Death, the destroyer of worlds (usually busy, but might attend if it is a slow work day?).

13. Yourself, in the case that you have already invited the other twelve; it being tremendously bad luck to have thirteen at table.


This makes me physically ill. What is happening? Republicans didn’t succeed in putting to vote a bill that makes it legal to kill poor people, so congress went after defenseless animals. Open season on HIBERNATING animals. Sleeping fucking animals. Who wants to start a defense fund for an animal security force that waits, ARMED, outside dens and evens the playing field? We have a right to bear arms, it’s only fair…. LET’S ARM THE BEARS!! #armbears

#Repost @iamrhonamitra
URGENT!! BREAKING. Congress/Ming The Mandarin, just approved killing of hibernating bears in the winter and wolves in protected zones in Alaska.!! If you live in the USA or even outside the US, call up your senators/parliament and email/call The White House directly and oppose J Res 18.
Please do it NOW! !! And Please REPOST!
THIS is what they voted for!?

@leonardodicaprio @ivankatrump @realdonaldtrump
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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.