#gladres

one. its all you. you are the one who slips the first seed past your own two lips. your fingers taste like everything your mother never wanted you to have. its all you. you never expected to be glad. two. its like a shotgun, how he slips it in his mouth before slipping it into yours. the smoke is on the sweetness of his breath, sage and cloves and pieces of his soul. three. is sealed with more than a kiss, it’s sealed with your legs (miles long, clad in woodlands and feeling like silk) and his hips and toxic promises. he promises you fate that lasts forever. you grow wildflowers over his heart and give him everything you’re worth. four. he is the terror of all gods and he himself is terrified. he calls you beautiful, he names you queen, he lays every jewel at your feet and only in his surrender are you satisfied. five. tastes like blood. it weeps from his lips and mama said it would taste like death, said it would taste like sacrifice. she said it would taste like hell burned black. his lips make your lips bloody, but never will it ever taste like death. six. you take it like you have every other beautiful thing. you take it because it’s yours. (through sweetness through madness and dreamlike surrender) it’s all you and it’s all him and in this you will live forever.

I was tagged by amateurdetective

Hey are you planning on releasing the theme that you made for your brother's blog earlier? Cause I really love that one, and since he is no longer using it, I would like to use it on my blog. It's amazing!

It says "I noticed" on one side, and the other side simply has a phone number written down. Stiles is very impressed, bc /dude/ that was smoooooooooth! ((I'm sorry if this whole thing didn't make sense, I am just rambling, but you have given me the urge to write this AU and I wish I didn't have the exam tmw cause I want to do a full fledged piece now!))

need. He is rich, and the rich aren't exactly known for their decisiveness. And I want to write 5k of this but I have an exam tmw, but later, Stiles walks into Derek at a mall or something, and his body is reacting again but he just apologizes profusely without asking for his number once again. However, he feels a hand on his ass while Derek's walking away, and Stiles puts his hand in his back pocket to find a piece of paper inside. (tbc)

probably know his attraction if his gaze ever went a lil bit southword, so he needs to keep the guy distracted and blurts out "What's you name? I just realized I never asked for it". The guy is a bit surprised, but he manages to say "Derek." "Ahhh, good talking to you." Stiles replies, and then leaves the shop. Once he is outside, he bangs his head against the wall, bc /hello/ what did he just do, why didn't he ask the guy for his number? Maybe he can come back to the store tmw w a false (tbc)

is good at his job, Stiles can't stop thinking about the new guy's fierceness. He wants to ask the new guy his number, but because he is Stiles and doesn't do things the normal way. After he is done w his purchases, Stiles goes to Derek and goes "Hey." The guy lifts his eyebrows in mild distaste that Stiles can kinda understand bc uhm he was almost about to rip this guy's head earlier with his words. "Umm" Stiles continues. He doesn't want to be too obvious, and besides the guy would (tbc)

Except you know, you can't have too many nice things in the world bc the guy is a dick to him and doesn't care about Stiles' choices and keeps showing him stuff he doesn't like, and doesn't give Stiles a chance to explain himself, and Stiles is getting really mad at the guy, and is about to scream his head off. Luckily for him, another worker comes over and relives Derek off Stiles. Stiles is glad, bc the guy is /such/ a jerk, but his body seems to think otherwise, and while this other guy(tbc)