Fromhisleftrib - Christian Bale Cult Leader

"Who are you?' said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'"

Lewis Carroll - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, 1865.

Arantza Sestayo - Alice and the Caterpillar.

made by me ୨୧

Chungking Express, 1994 (dir. by Wong Kar-wai)

Breakdown

prompt: Mikasa breaks down about something silly during sex

They’re kissing, and Mikasa knows tonight they’re going all the way again, only the second time in her life. She’s nervous as hell, Eren’s hand sliding up her thigh as he leans over farther, chasing her into the edge of the couch and forcing her to lay down while his tongue slides into her mouth.

He tastes like toothpaste, likely because he’d brushed his teeth when he’d excused himself to the bathroom, what a cheater! She’d have brushed her teeth too if she knew he was going to.

They’re holed up in his room, studying for their final exams, which had quickly turned into a makeout session and now is quickly evolving into even more.

They’d both mutually lost their virginity to each other not long ago, after their fourth drive-in date, or more accurately during their fourth drive-in date. Now that sex isn’t off the table or some big thing, it’s becoming a common theme in their relationship, they no longer just stop at heavy petting, and she’s thrilled. She’d been fed up of going home unsatisfied and frustrated with herself for not just going for it.

But to Mikasa’s great displeasure, losing her virginity hadn’t entirely taken away all the awkwardness of sex, although it had helped a little. She’s still unbelievably embarrassed about the whole thing and is way to in her head, like right now, is her tongue doing the right thing? Is Eren’s tongue doing the right thing, should she bite his lip? Is that sexy?? Do boys like that too?

As she thinks this Eren nibbles on her own lower lip and she moans softly into his mouth, pulling him closer, well too late now she likes it enough for both of them. They end up with him on top of her, pressing her into the couch with his body weight and his hands sliding up her thigh past her black skirt and ripping up her beloved fishnets, the one’s he’s so obsessed with to find smooth leg.

His other hand trails up her calf, heading up the same path on her opposite leg and wait, wait, wait.

Mikasa promptly freaks the fuck out because her legs are very decidedly NOT smooth today, because she hadn’t fucking shaved them this morning.

She rips her mouth from his, gasping and trying to extricate herself from her beloved boyfriend.

“Mikasa what’s wrong?”

She rolls off the couch and to the floor, crawling across the room to the corner next to the closet like a vampire in the sun.

“Mikasa?”

“We can’t go any further!”

“Why?” Eren tilts his head in confusion, looking adorably confused, “Did I do something wrong, are you uncomfortable?”

He’s so sweet, really, she almost to make up some bullshit, but it’s Eren and he’s so earnest as usual, even her black goth heart she can’t bring herself to lie so blatantly.

“I um- I didn’t shave.”

Eren’s eyebrows rise up into his hairline, and his eyes immediately dart down to her skirt, where her black lace panties are a little exposed, clearly he doesn’t understand.

She throws her discarded black boot at him, “Not there you idiot, my legs!”

It just misses him, which is probably for the best, they’re her black combat boots and they’re pretty hefty.

Eren’s face morphs into confusion, “Your legs? What, why would that matter? Actually why would any of it matter?”

“They’re prickly!”

“So?”

So?? SO!?!? So, she can’t have him feeling up her legs with prickly thighs, unacceptable!

Mikasa prides herself on her personal hygiene and she will not have her boyfriend feel her up with prickly legs, just the same way she won’t jerk him off without a manicure, she huffs who does he take her for??

She’s a pretty goth girl, short skirts, fish nets and coffin cut sleek black acrylic nails, hair perfectly coiffed, eyeliner symmetrical black wings.

Anything less than perfection is unacceptable, so her boyfriend will be getting none today, not until she shaves at least.

Mikasa stands, dusting herself off and scowling down at her ripped fishnets, how irritating.

She turns to look at herself in the mirror, tugging at a pigtail forlornly, it’s off center now.

Eren is staring at her in shock from the couch, mouth hanging open in disbelief.

“Are you kidding me?”

She shrugs, fixing her hair in the mirror, she’s a hot girl and anything less than perfection is unacceptable.

i want this

Irreversível (2003)

the amount of bad bitches who are celibate rn we are in a drought

me and the mutuals every saturday