Month: August 2018

babyitsmagic‌:

“Public schools are shit. I dropped out because they’re shit. But they’re still how people learn how to at least pretend to function. I guess it helps that you had other kids, but it’s a miracle you’re not one of those weird people who made up a language with the only person you spent time around as a child or whatever.” He shook his head, which was a mistake. He still didn’t think he was drunk enough but he sure as hell wasn’t sober. “But have you really never thought about what you’d be doing in an ideal world or whatever?”

“I also grew up in the city and it’s not hard to take kids to the park to meet other kids,” she pointed out, relaxing a little. Years of practice had perfected the story of her schooling, so people seldom ventured deeper than that. “Not really. Tried college, but couldn’t really land on anything that I wanted to do long term. Besides, no use fantasizing about an ideal world. Won’t get anyone anywhere to live in fantasy land.”

babyitsmagic‌:

“…what I’m hearing is that your grandma home schooled you so you had no social skills and then she threw you into the fucking lion’s den of food service? Jesus, how the fuck did you turn out even kind of normal?”

“Dude, I wasn’t the only one she was teaching. My cousin and a few friends of the family’s kids were all stuck with me. Some people just don’t like the idea of New York Public schools, I guess.”

babyitsmagic‌:

Both of his brows rose at that. “You should be way weirder. You’re…” He gestured vaguely. “Fuck, I don’t know. Too good with people for someone who was home schooled.”

She had to laugh at that. “Granny’s been having Brynn and me helping wait tables and shit since we were in our teens. You learn fast when dealing with people all the damn time.”

babyitsmagic‌:

“Isn’t that like… the whole point of a high school counselor? Helping teenagers sort their shit out?” He didn’t actually know for certain. He’d dropped out before he’d met one.

“I was home schooled.” Her granny was certified and it had led to classes that weren’t taught in schools, but she never felt too much like she had missed out on anything. At least Brynnlie had been miserable with her. 

babyitsmagic‌:

His nose scrunched at the mention of kids, eternally baffled by anyone’s desire to bring more humans into this shit show of a world. “Congrats to them, I guess?” He opened his eyes again, glancing her way. “What would you rather be doing?”

“I guess? Not really big on kids myself, no matter how cute her two are.” She could only really handle being around them maybe twenty minutes before she was just done. “I…” Colette paused, unsure of how to answer. “I don’t really know. No one’s ever actually asked me that before.”

pettythieveswithpotential‌:

“It wasn’t that much trouble and I know how to avoid cops. I’m not worried about it. Besides, that guy deserved it.” He wasn’t sorry about any of it.

He scented the air a little before shaking his head. “You’re really damn possessive for someone that doesn’t really give a shit. I’m not a pet or a child, Chase.”

rustandglass·:

Zayde tried to answer but the only sound that came out of him was a sharp keen of desperation, though the fervent and frantic nodding of his head gave enough affirmation that that was exactly what he wanted, his hips twitching sharply so that he accidentally backed against Devin’s burgeoning erection.

Devin kept him pressed that close, a soft groan escaping him as he nipped at Zayde’s ear. “Then be a good boy and cum,” he growled, quickening the pace of his strokes. He wanted to see just how many times he could make the boy come undone.