fly me to california

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I should really rename this comic “Keith’s suffering” because I just feel like I’ve been taunting him for the past few pages.

Also are you guys ready for it to get…. REALLY GLITTERY? BECAUSE I DON’T THINK YOU ARE. 

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|Don’t play with me|R.MANTLE

Imagine about: Reggie and the reader are engaged while they still in school. They want to build their future together, but what happened when Reggie will be offered to start his football training in California? 

WARNING(S): Kinda smutty imagine, not gonna lie, all the love in the atmosphere (may case nausea) Reggie fucking mantle is such a sweetheart! like bitch fight me if I’m wrong 
 


It wasn’t hard to figure out Y/N’s emotions. I’ve studied her face and her moods for a long time now that I could almost always tell what she was feeling. 

She didn’t wear her emotions on her face around other people, but around me she did. Even if she didn’t, she couldn’t hide them from me for long. 

Her face was picture of blankness now. You’d never think something was wrong unless you looked hard enogh, unless you knew he facial expressions that go with her moods. Right now there was a very tiny furrow on her right eyebrow– you’d miss it if you weren’t looking hard enough. 

I always looked.

And I knew that very tiny furrow was an indication that she was annoyed. 

“How was your last exam?” I asked, thinking maybe she didn’t do well on it. 

I couldn’t imagine why. She had her nose on her textbooks all week, barely paying attention to me. 

“Good. How was yours?” 

“It’s all over now for me.” I shrugged my shoulders. 

She said she was hungry so I took her to Pop’s. I would taken her back to my flat so we could order pizza and catch some sleep there— and maybe more— but I haven’t taken her out on a date since last week. 

Besides, this is what girls wanted after laboriously studying for exams, right? Go out and celebrate? 

She wasn’t looking at me but frowning on the fish and chips on her plate. I wanted her eyes on my. Just on me. 

I sneakily fished out a couple of fries from her plate and thew them in my mouth. She didn’t glare and slap my arm like I was expecting her to. 

Yeah, something was up. 

“If I did something wrong. I’m sorry. I’m an idiot and I will do anything– grovel at your fit, buy you diamonds, a car— no?” I grinned when she looked up at me dryly. “Okay, how about If I buy you a big jar of chocolate cream?” 

That teased a small smile out of her. 

When she caught me staring at her lips, I grinned. 

“Do you have your period?” 

Now she laughed reluctantly then looked at me with exasperation and fondness. 

“I saw Chuck today.” 

My smile disappeared. “Did he say anything to you?” 

“I didn’t know you accepted that offer in California” 

I put my fork down. “If I had a choice, I would not go” I sighed “My mom arranged these things. I have no say about it anymore, she thinks that football practise will change my life. And I really don’t care about that. She says it’s a good oppurtinity for me, but it never is. 

“What do you mean?” 

I picked up her hand, traced circles on her palm. 

“My mom is a businesswoman. That scholarship is a introductiobn for me to our business partners, investors and to get more investors. Thing of it this way: my mom is a T-rex. She needs food to feed herself and her babies. So she looks for a place where all the animals with the most body fat gather. And then she starts picking the fattest of them all.” 

She laughed, rolled her eyes then grinned at me. “Only you would make an analogy like that.” 

“That’s why you like me.” I kissed her fingers. 

And when her breathing picked up and those tempting lips parted, it was all I could do not to pull her out of her chair, dragged her to my car and kiss the hell out of her. 

“Baby…” 

I leaned closer to that I could feel her breath on my face. Her eyes glazed in yearning and I noticed the rise and fall of her chest, the creamines of her skin, I wanted to lick it. “Lets—” 

When she bit her bottom lip, I was ready to call the server. But then my phone rang. When I saw the name on the screen, I nearly groaned. “I have to take this I’m sorry, love” 

“Go ahead.” 

It was my mom and she wanted me to start my training today. I knew she didn’t like wasting time but I just finished my exams today. And I wanted to be with my girl. 

If I knew my mom would let me take today off I would have insisted it but we both know my reprieve was over. She wanted me to take over some of the operations while I was still in school, but I made a deal with her: I didn’t want to have anything to do with any of our business until I’ve finished school. 
But after that, I woul’d dedicate myself in learning everything. She agreed. 

A promise is a promise. Besides this was for Y/N and our future together. 

“That was my mom, Y/N. She wants me to fly to California and meet with my coach there to start my training. 

She opened her mouth to protest– I could see it in her eyes. She was looking forward to seeing me today too. And that was a huge consolation for me at least. But whatever she was going to sat she didn’t. Instead she called our server to have our foods packed away. 


“I know,” I said softly once we were inside my car. I joined our fingers together, kissing her palm. “I was looking forward to spending today and tonight with you, And house hunting tomorrow.” 

“It’s alright, Reggie. There’s no rush.” 

“I want to rush.” 

She smiled and reached out her hand to push my hair away from my face. 
“You need a haircut.” 

“I didn’t know she’d want me to start today. I would tell her to postpone it if I hadn’t made a promise to her that after school I’d dedicate myself into learning the business. And she’d told that guy to fly to Riverside today to meet me. He’s on his way there now. I have to catch a plane— 

“Reggie.” 

She covered my mouth with her hand to shut me up. I licked it. 

When she slaped my arm and laughed, I felt better. I knew then it was okay. 

“You don’t have to explain. I understand. I’d be busy with work this summer too.” 

I didn’t bother arguing with her or telling her that I didn’t want her to work. I already knew her answer. 

“I don’t know how long this will take. I’ll try to make it tonight or tomorrow.” 

She looked at me, leaned closer and shyly kissed my lips. 

I knew she only wanted a brief kiss but I had been going crazy dreaming about her lips, her hands on me, sounds she made when I touched her. 

I had been going insane replaying that night when I took her and made love to her. Going insane from craving for the feel of her nialls bitting in my back, her legs tightening around me and her eyes glazing over when she reached what I was desperately trying to give her. 

So when her soft lips grazed mine, I lost control. I gripped her hair in my hands and pulled her to me. Into me. And I devoured. 

“Oh God, Reggie” 

I bit her bottom lip lightly, sucked on it. “Come here.” 

Lifted her on top of me. 

“Just a little more. Give me a little more, baby” 

She wrapped her legs around my waist and I adjusted her so that she was sitting where I wanted her to. I gripped her hips, pushing and pulling and urging her to move whe it felt good. 

Her eyes were clouded with desire as they meet mine. I thrust my hips upward, mesmerized when she placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned her head back exposing her neck to me. I licked at it hungrily. 

She let out a sexy moan and started to rock her hips faster. 

“Yeah, that’s the way, Y/N. Damn. Keep going” 

I watched as she took what she needed, as she let herself go lost in the incredible sensation of our bodies sliding and rubbing against each other. 

I would given her everything she asked of me. She was so fucking beautiful I couldn’t help but watch as she took and took and took. 

I kissed her hungrily before she shattered in my arms. 

It was a moment before I could finally speak. She was drapped on me, her lips on my neck as her breathing finally slowed down. 

“You just dry humped me in the parking lot,” I muttered. 

And then her shoulders started to shake before her loud peals of laughter filled the car. 

“I love it.” 

“Ohgod Reggie. You drive me crazy.” 

I pulled her back, kissing ger again. I couldn’‘t get enogh. “I can drive you crazier. Just wait until I—” 

She growled and covered my mouth with her hand. When she was sure I wouldn’t do anything, she rested her chin on my shoulder and I stroked her hair gently. 

“I’ll come home to you as soon as I can,” I promised. 

“I’ll be waiting.” 

“I miss you already.” 

“I know,” she whispered. “I miss you allready too.” 



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regarding jason (aka rivertrash)

many of you know that jason and i used to be very close, and i know we share a lot of mutuals. please know that this comes from a place of concern. he deleted his blog as a result of me confronting him but he might remake and i want everyone to be aware of who he really is: a predatory manipulator.

sexual harassment
jason is notorious for unsolicited dick pics and unsolicited sexual comments, particularly towards women and dfab people.


 

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the recipient is peter @peppermintlarry who identified as ace at the time and had endured sexual trauma as a child. jason was 100% aware of this and said it regardless. he also takes pride in having sex with people who are in committed relationships. he literally brags about it to people who don’t even ask.


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emotional manipulation
i personally have been a victim of emotional manipulation all my life so you’d think i’d be really good at spotting it, but you’d be wrong. i didn’t realize it was going on until a group of his friends, some of which who were victims as well (peter, eileen @eileensardine​, and 3 anonymous sources) reached out to me because they were concerned.
jason would literally hit himself in the face on camera if i was upset with him. he KNEW it triggered me, as someone who is in recovery from severe self harm/mutilation. sometimes he would even text me about it if we weren’t in a skype call. i literally thought he would self harm or even commit suicide if i stopped talking to him, which is the main reason i remained his friend even when i wanted to leave. he used his mental illness as a way to get me to pay attention to him. i am not the only one who has been affected by his emotional manipulation unfortunately and we want to keep it from happening again.

obsessive
 i dated jason for awhile and broke up with him a year and a half ago. ever since then he has been literally obsessed with me. he would tell people that i was still hopelessly in love with him and that i would flirt with him incessantly despite the fact that i’ve been in a happy committed relationship for over a year. he would even go as far as saying we had an ongoing sexual relationship behind my boyfriend’s back. i don’t even have to say it but i’m going to anyway: that is completely false. i have had him on “do not disturb” on my phone because he would text me constantly (CONSTANTLY) but i rarely replied, since i was trying to distance myself from someone who made me incredibly uncomfortable. i don’t know where he got any clue that i was reciprocating these feelings. the scariest part wasn’t his obsession with me, but his obsession with my significant other. he HATED my boyfriend for “stealing” me from him, despite never speaking a single word to him. he told peter he wanted to fly to california without telling me and beat my boyfriend with a bat.

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this is not the first nor the only time he mentioned wanting to physically harm him. i have been incredibly happy with zac for a very long time and he was aware of that. there is no reason for him to want to harm him besides his own twisted agenda.


if there is anything i missed please feel free to reblog and add on! i know there are more stories out there.


if you can reblog to get the word out that would be helpful! he’s most likely going to remake so keep an eye out.

Fairytale Wedding

My sister and I… were very different people.

I had what I call ‘giraffe proportions’, gangly, tall. Amy was average height with the whole hourglass figure. I was a social recluse, she was a social butterfly. I’m an asexual lesbian and she told me quite often during our teen years that I was a freak and could never be loved.

Then three years ago she calls me out of the blue to invite me to her wedding.

I’d moved across the country, had a decent living working as a freelance photographer and had just begun to shake off my insecurities when I got the phone call. She’d had been dating her highschool sweetheart on and off again since graduation and he finally got the balls to pop the question. After apologizing for our relationship going dead since I went to California, she offered to fly me back home and even to cover the cost of the hotel room.

I chose to bury the hatchet and asked for the dates.

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pearltheartist  asked:

OK I LOVE THE IDEA OF JOHSNAVI SM SHJSJDJSJDJ

ALRIGHT BUT-
Imagine Johan wandering into this little shop because he thinks is cool and hipster or whatever but like the owners even cuter
Imagine Usnavi all starry eyed until Johan starts taking about his time in France , the smile slowly melting from his face as he talks about his families wealth that he’s leeching off of
Imagine Johan slowly wearing him down until he agrees to a date
Imagine a long distance relationship where they can only really talk at night bc Johan sleeps until noon
Imagine Usnavi being really uncomfortable with let Johan pay for stuff
IMAGINE JOHAN HAVING USNAVI PAY FOR STUFF AND USNAVI’S LIKE ‘thank you for respecting me’ BUT LOWKEY JOHAN IS JUST BROKE
imagine Usnavi flying out to California to visit and feel right at home in the Johnson house bc of his huge extended family
Imagine him bonding with Jr bc they’re both dorks
Imagine Johan taking him to the Dominican!
Guys
Guys we have to make this a thing for real

Take It Easy On Me
Beth Hart
Take It Easy On Me

God bless this,
God bless that.
God I’ll miss you now.

All the people left,
when the blue sky crashed
and I can’t do this alone.

I am scared to change,
To stay the same,
When I’m calling out your name..

Take it easy on me,
Take it easy on me,
I will trust you,
I will let you hurt me carefully.

Take it easy on me,
I break easily and
this steal butterfly will learn to fly
eventually..
God take it easy on me.

When I talk like that,
When I tear me apart.
When I raise my voice,
I break my heart.

But if I gave it up,
let the wall come down,
Would you take my hand?
Would you show me how?

I don’t know my place,
I don’t know my own face,
Just the lines I can’t erase.

Take it easy on me,
Take it easy on me,
I will trust you,
I will let you hurt me carefully.

Take it easy on me,
I break easily and
this steal butterfly will learn to fly
eventually..
God take it easy on me.

No, I was never one to lean on.
Fighting this war against the wind.
Oh, when I find ground to rest my feet on.
I will lay my weapons down..

Take it easy on me,
Take it easy on me,
I will trust you,
I will let you hurt me carefully.

Take it easy on me,
I break easily and
this steal butterfly will learn to fly
eventually..
God take it easy on me.