#memeq

[MSG:] As he was cumming he yelled “Yahtzee” then said I was free to go. That was my one night stand.

lacey → maia: yahtzee. yahtzee?

lacey → maia: who the fuck yells yahtzee during sex

lacey → maia: how do you end up with the weirdest sex stories all of the time

[MSG:] He asked “who’s your daddy” and I said I don’t know.

lacey → maia: you should've just said "which one?"

[MSG:] Speaking French in bed SOUNDS hot, but turns out I only know “baguette” and “bonjour.”

lacey → maia: hellooooo learn french

lacey → maia: oui oui dick

[MSG:] Well, I never thought in the future I’d be able to say “hey remember that Easter when I made porn?”

lacey → maia: to be honest i'm not even surprised by these things anymore

[MSG:] It’s just one of those days where I’m too horny to function, to be perfectly honest.

willow → will: are you expecting me to offer my services, william?

[MSG:] Dude, I’ve got to get back on her good side. I’ve tried masturbating… it’s not the same.

willow → will: i'm officially deleting ur number

[MSG:] Relax, just get some good concealer and no one will even notice the bite marks.

willow → will: it's not MY fault that you MAULED me before i'm supposed to go home and visit family

[MSG:] He asked “who’s your daddy” and I said I don’t know.

willow → grace: OH MY GOD

willow → grace: GRACE U CANT JUST SAY "I DON'T KNOW"

[MSG:] SLUTTIEST. HALLOWEEN. EVER.

willow → grace: i honestly can't remember how many people i made out with last night

willow → grace: but i DO remember someone yelling about tacos while we were

[MSG:] Speaking French in bed SOUNDS hot, but turns out I only know “baguette” and “bonjour.”

willow → grace: please tell me

[MSG:] So it turns out he’s not into bondage.

jasmine → olivia: okay......work

jasmine → olivia: do i even WANT to know what kind of mishap even occured for u to be texting me this

[MSG:] I don’t even know if I LIKE sober sex anymore.

jasmine → olivia: sober sex is great when you're with the right person

✌: our muses' wedding day

Pansy had to make her way through about a hundred fussy people, all trying to keep her from seeing her fiance, which. Okay. First of all, fuck that. Second of all, fuck them. She was going to get to her fiance whether they liked it or not, because she was crawling out of her skin on what was the beginning of the rest of their lives and she wanted to see Savannah. It was a ridiculous process, really, trying to find where Sav even was, but she was right on her merry way once she found someone to frighten into telling her where the other girl was.

It was.. a feeling so strong that love seemed to be such a watered down word for it, that took over her whenever she spotted Savannah in her wedding dress, that had her chest feeling tight and her throat closing up as she closed the door behind her. Not that she had any doubts before, but even the whisper of one would have been entirely eradicated upon the sight of her fiance getting ready for their wedding. To think that her younger self back at Hogwarts had pushed Savannah away because of what she thought would be a doomed fate for the both of them couldn’t ever see herself getting married, yet… there they were. On their wedding day, with their daughter, all of their friends that had survived the war, and their love for one another.

"Don’t you dare start going on about muggle superstitions about not seeing each other before the wedding, ‘cause I’ve had to hear that ten times and I’m not about to hear it from you," Pansy teased with a finger pointed in her direction as she made her way closer, not giving one damn about makeup when she took her fiance’s face into her hands and kissed her with all she had, only pulling back once she absolutely had to. "Merlin, I can’t believe this is happening. I almost don’t wanna leave this room because I want to get this dress off of you, but I’d rather actually have a ring on your finger before I do that."

"I can't do this anymore."

"Do what, your wedding?" she let out an amused huff of laughter before she realized that she was the only one laughing. Jasmine tried to take what Olivia said with a grain of salt, but those were words with a heavy meaning and it was hard not to take them seriously. "You.. you don't seriously mean that, do you? I mean, you guys are supposed to get married. I've been helping you plan this wedding for forever," she spoke with furrowed brows, her tone full of confusion and, what she was ashamed of the most, underlying hope.