evil olive

this could be us

the aforementioned piercings, in case you were curious

her: i wonder how she'll feel about how i always put hearts when i dot my i/j
me: useless factoid: those dots are called tiddles
her: my tiddles are heart shaped 💁‍♀️
me: you have very nice tiddles
her: thank you 🥺🥺 so do you though
me: aww thanks

her: have you done your shot?
me: nope, that's usually a late at night thing for me. for better or worse.
her: i just know it's a wednesday activity 😗
me: you are correct 💜
her: i try to notice patterns 😘
me: i might as well do it now, i suppose.. done.
her: good girl

if any girl could manage to give me a praise kink, it's this one.

the oklahoma goth girl i have a date with tonight just texted to ask where she should go for tights, all hers have holes in them. this stirred a long ago memory.

before the great cultural homogenization of eternal september hit, before hot topic was in every mall, the local spooky kids called themselves "darksiders" instead of "goths".

and our aesthetic was rough. we had a saying that you could tell the real darkside girls from the posers by how many holes they had in their tights.

things feel like they're going really well for me in this moment.

uppercase seems like she wants to be more serious about our relationship which i have been quietly hoping for for months now.

daenerys is cutely excited for our second date tomorrow night, as am i. we have a surprising amount of chemistry and will probably spend dinner thinking about tearing each others' clothes off.

and my girlfriend had her own date last night that went well and left her feeling amorous this morning. yay!

about an hour before picking her up for our fancy dinner, i send uppercase this pic. when she gets in the car, she's wearing a headband with these same devil wings.

ugh, fucking adorable.

...

"i'm sorry if I was too much 💕"

(i'm so cooked.)

i am getting myself a treat at the coffee shop and calling it research. uppercase likes cortados and i have to figure out what a good one ought to taste like so i can impress her.

"oh did you see these btw"

attached are a pair of photos of her in head-to-toe black vinyl cozied up in the lap of an enormous teddy bear with a giant grin on her face.

how can she simultaneously be so hot and so cute? i don't understand.

a friend i haven’t seen for a year just greeted me by exclaiming “i am the perfect height!” and sticking her face between my tits.

uppercase curls a finger around my purse strap and tugs me closer. i lean in and whisper.

me: mm, i was just picturing you dragging me around here with a leash and imagining how folks would react
her: oh?~ that'd probably ruin your "social standing"~
me: it would definitely be interesting
her: ...
me: ...
her: i can tell you're still thinking about it~
me: i might be

i am currently being bullied for being bad at robotech battlecry on the gamecube.

girl i’m giving head scritches: “i wish i could be reincarnated as your cat..”

her: can acryllics be too sharp?
me: i gues you'll find out~
her: 😵‍💫
her: okayyy yay hehe
her: i guess i will
her: i can take it
me: i love the enthusiasm 💜

her: good meowning!
me: hello kitty 💙
her: omg you’re aliveeee
me: sorry i missed your message
her: you like didn’t look at your phone all night, i had something good for you!
me: yeah?
her: [pornographic video]
me: (just got home)
her: and a treat cuz i miss you 💋 [second video]

trouble is trouble. i’ve never stopped being attracted to her, which is how she likes it.