jason is the kind of guy in college that you have a sorta toxic and mutually unbeneficial situationship with.

he’s bad for you… so so sooooo bad for you, but you’re so young and naïve, only in your sophomore year in college. he’s horrible, treating you like you’re expendable one moment, then picking you up from your dorm and reading you sonnets in his car in the next. he’s hot and cold, acting like he loves you dearly, then going ghost for days at a time.

he’s bad for you; he tells you he loves you when his dick is shoved halfway down your throat, kisses your forehead while he fucks you in missionary, looking at you like you hung up the moon and stars themselves. then the next few days, won’t answer your calls or texts.

the type of situationship that involves pretending you don’t know each other when you see each other around campus because its embarrassing to be seen with such a known asshole, but when his frat throws a party, you’re always on his arm when he leaves. he says it’s fine because everyone’s so drunk and self-involved that they won’t notice the two of you or your absence. he’s right, but its the principle of it all; it’s embarrassing, the way you allow yourself to bend to the whims of some guy in his early twenties because he has slight accent and pretty eyes.

he takes you on late night drives in his blacked-out camaro, racing down the interstate at all times of the night just because he feels like it. he does a lot of thing because he feels like it; like leaving hickies all over your neck, knowing you’ll be mad about it when you look in the mirror in the morning. like making empty promises regarding little dates and romantic escapades you two could take.

he’s not good for you, and you know it, yet you stay entertaining his bullshit. the unhealthy obsession the two of you will develop will fuck up the way you see love for a hot minute, but you can’t seem to see that.

the type that you know he’ll never fully give you the girlfriend title, and honestly you shouldn’t wanna be his girlfriend because he isn’t in a space where he could be good for you, and probably wont be until well after college. the type where you look back on that time of your life while in grad school, and cringe at how you allowed yourself to be manipulated and kinda used just because he had a pretty face and liked poetry or whatever.

WHO SENT THAT ROY ASK ??????? PLEASE OH MY GOD U DESERVE THE NASTIEST, SLOPPIEST HEAD EVER THIS INWENJNDJNKSDN. PLEASEEEEEE PLS PLS PLEASEEEE

k so me and my hg were actually talking about this earlier but i think there are 2 kinds of men who suck toes on this planet…

the first kind if is he’s an actual degenerate who likes feet (ew scary omg ??),, and the second kind of toesucker is the kind that suck toes out of devotion to u. like he wants to make u feel good in any way he can, and j wants the chance to let u experience any and every sort of pleasure known to man, if you’d let him.

if ion find love like whitley and dwayne did ill kill everyone and then myself.

hal jordan meow meow meow unnghhhh mmmnnnfffhh pleaseee

good morning pretty princesses(gender neutral)

y’all dk this but I’m an actual jodeci feen. i love that fucking band so fucking bad

MY HAUNTED LUNGS…

evangeline. 18. she/her/they. black woman. ??? writer ? ill write it if it suits my fancy. 17+ pls.

jason’s princesa, hal’s angel, and dick’s sweet girl.

GHOST IN THE SHEETS…

rules.. tags.. abt me.. m. list..

I KNOW IF I’M HAUNTING YOU…

now playing: “haunted”, beyoncé.

now thinking: hal jordan would be a great sugar daddy.

requests: YES PLS OMG

YOU MUST BE HAUNTING ME.

UNI STUDENT WRESTLER JASON TODD FIC PLS??? or even a blurb or drabble. a crumb. pls.

LMFOA ITS COMING AAA LET ME LOCK IN RQ SO I CAN MAKE IT INTELLIGIBLE FOR YALL

guys i have a gym crush drabble fic thingy that has yet to see the light of day. would y’all like to see it ?

im so glad you’re back evie your blog is so comforting for black readers/writers ily

awwww thank u baby :(((((((((((( so happy to be back w my loves

evie. jason todd as a wrestler. wrestler!jason todd. pls tell me u hear me

its like u bitches read my mind……..i was j thinking that jay would totally box or wrestle in a no capes au 😭

he’s the silent guy who sits in the back of your classical lit lectures, a dark hoodie stretched over his hulking form as he alternates between pretending to listen to your professor drone on and on, and sneaking glances at the pretty girl with the long braids and the obnoxiously pink nails. Wait what if i wrote a fix ?????????? No capes au ??????????

I just need Jason given me hickeys on my thighs!!!

jason "let me live between your thighs" todd? yeah, i get it.

him leaving hickeys on your thighs after eating you out>>> your legs are shaking, and you're breathing heavily as you come down from the overwhelming feeling of back-to-back orgasms. he's between your thighs, his face is glistening from spending so much time tongue deep in your cunt, and he's glancing up at you as he leaves wet, open-mouthed kisses on the soft flesh of your thighs. his kisses quickly become more spaced out with a lot of added teeth and sucking sounds. you prop yourself up on your elbows, shaking your leg a bit, and you feel him let go of you with a resounding pop. 

dark red marks litter the expanse of your flesh, spattered between older, deeper purple ones that never seem to go away because he just can't keep his hands off you. you pull at the skin of your thigh, trying to see how many he'd placed while you were busy catching your breath. five or six, you count, but you're sure there's more. you'll have to remember not to wear anything too short for the next few days, but this definitely was him being in control.

crying in my dorm room over mr. knightley again

idk if I’ve said this or not but we don’t fuck w is(NOT)real around here. it’s been free palestine til it’s backwards.

guys i think roy is so hopelessly, deeply obsessed with seeing your reactions to things. he’d try anything for you, if it gives you the chance to make those pretty faces and delicious little noises he loves so much.

he’s the perfect pleasure dom, always so patient and attentive as he handles you like a rag doll, moving your limbs to his leisure as he tries to find the right spot to make you squeal with pleasure. his pupils are blown wide, drinking in the sight of your brown body writhe in ecstasy.

he coos at you when you whine, gently pushing the hair out of your reddened face and urging you to “let Daddy make you feel good, honey. That’s all I want, ‘kay?”

he’s disgusting. wants to eat u out after cumming in you<3

CONGRATS ON ALL A’s EVIEEEE <3 i wish i was you

THANK YOU BABYLOVEEEE IT WILL BE U TOO I PROMISE