#inkythoughts

"Bet you're fucked too stupid to say my name right...come on baby...say it"

"J-jay!!"

"Oooh...fuck, so close. Missing a few syllables....keep trying, scream my name!"

Just wanted to say I'm on Bluesky , maybe we'll see each other there!

like honey onto mine,

sticky red sealing wax

that your kiss stamps

shut,

my mouth the back of an envelope 

with a letter inside

that you don’t want to read.

Sometimes you tell me you love me

and I say nothing--

I know a sweet lie when I see one and anyway,

I am not a tasting menu.

you do not get to pick and choose

which parts to devour

and which parts to push aside.

Sweet words drip from your lips

like honey onto mine,

but that trick doesn’t work on me anymore

and I tell you to be careful or 

Thinking bout stealing their clothes. Roy’s hat, Jason’s leather jacket. A pair of boxers from one of them. Together is it objectively the sexiest outfit? No. But god damn do I think those boys would go feral. Seeing you in their clothes with only a bralette underneath would probably drive them mad. Throw in some left over bite marks, bruises, and hickeys? All the things that would distinctly mark you as THEIRS.

Feel free to harrass me if I don't write this or the book thought I had before, BUT

Trying to have a cute stay at home cooking date with Jason. You both like cooking so SURELY this would go well...right?

Neither of you is accounting for how stubborn and controlling you can be in the kitchen. You each wanna do your own thing, and do it your way. It leads to some bickering, mild threats (you may have pointed a knife at him *cough* it's fine) . It's anything but cute.

The two of you are arguing again. You've about had it, and so you attack...with food. I'm specifically imagining powdered sugar if you were in charge of dessert. Ever blown your powdered sugar off a funnel cake at someone? Yeah that. You gather some up in your hand as he in turning to further his point. Words die in a sputter as you blow a coat of powder on him.