Posted 1 year ago on 17 January 2013 WITH 4 notes »reblog

I don’t really have much to say. You can call me a guy with no balls because I don’t defend myself, but there’s a difference between having no balls and avoiding conflict. I can’t stay in town anymore, I really can’t. I’ve had enough with the melodrama and everyone thinking its fun to gang up on two people who have probably done nothing to you in the first place. You’re all so quick to judge and pretend you’re better than everyone else. You all call people out on their bullshit but you never look at yourselves in a mirror and see that you’re probably as - or more fucked up that me, Liv, or anyone else you have beef with. I really don’t have much to say other than:

  • Haven: I’ll miss you. You know I’ll miss you greatly and I promise I’ll keep in touch. If you ever come to Chicago, you know where to find me. Don’t let any of these fuckers let you down okay? You’re better than you think you are. There are no resentments and no hurt feelings because I still care so much about you, and I always will. I know Liv agrees with me.
  • Lady: You’re my best friend and I’m sorry I’m leaving and you’re not here to say goodbye. Just know that I appreciate everything you’ve done for me and remember to always stay positive; its your best trait.
  • Chaz: I know this will sound like a yearbook but never fucking change and whatever it is you do with your life, whether you stay in X or not, you’ll do something great. 

So yeah, three people. I’m leaving, right after Liv. And you fuckers can think anything you want about this, but really, she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. So bye everyone else who isn’t on this list whom i never had a problem with and everyone else who i did whom i didn’t care enough to add here.

reblogged 1 year ago on 17 January 2013 WITH 67 notes »reblog
via avery-jamesx // originally liv-free-shagoury
You have got to be fucking kidding me…

avery-jamesx:

liv-free-shagoury:

Aw, but I like being selfish and fucking my mirror. I’m guessing that’s what you meant by saying ‘hope off fucking your mirror’. And yeah, actually everything is about me, sorry you didn’t get the memo. I’m the Sun and you all revolve around me.

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I’m sure you are that’s why your boyfriend disappeared on you right? Leaving you to fight this all on your own. Tell him to grow a pair. Oh and also, to quote you “Hey…hey…you know it’s marriage due to the fact that technically you are supposed to consummate a marriage, right?” DOES THAT FUCKING MEAN I’M MARRIED TO HALF THE TOWN? HOLY SHIT I GUESS I DON’T NEED TO MARRY CHAZ SINCE I FUCKED HIM AND IT MEANS WE CONSUMMATED OUR MARRIAGE. Let’s I who else I’m married to. Well for one your boyfriend since I fucked him too but I don’t think I’ll be getting pregnant by him anytime soon since he has no balls, Josh, Seth, Leo, Ferris, Nathan, Toby, Haven. Someone’s going to have to pay spousal support.

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Oh my god Avery, shut the fuck up.

Coming from a person who seems to turn on her friends, I don’t think Liv really cares about what you think anymore. Thank you though, for making me change my opinion on you.

reblogged 1 year ago on 17 January 2013 WITH 13 notes »reblog
via andaberry // originally havencaldwell
Can we not gang up on Liv, guys?

seth-anderberry:

havencaldwell:

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You all have opinions, but it doesn’t mean that they need to be shoved down her throat all at the same time. Just leave her alone.

THEN HAVE HER NOT SHOVE HER OPINION DOWN MINE

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Sorry to butt in- Actually not sorry because you did the exact.same.thing, but she wouldn’t have expressed her opinion if you wouldn’t have butt in and pretended that Liv or I care about your little “family” problems. God forbid she’s upset, right?

You have got to be fucking kidding me…

liv-free-shagoury:

I honestly have no words right now. The only ones split apart. I’d rather people just speak their opinions to my face instead of doing that. Especially since you used ECs to move.

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Yeah, I know.

#OC
You have got to be fucking kidding me…

liv-free-shagoury:

This seriously sucks. Just…ugh. Not fair.

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#OS
The Center of Town (four way intersection of E.+W. Sylvester and N.+S. Holliday) || Chris & Liv

liv-free-shagoury:

She was certain that there was some deeper meaning as to why their bodies knew each other so well so quickly. How they had already managed to memories each line of their bodies, each inch of skin they had both come in contact with multiple times before this encounter. Liv knew that without speaking, Chris would know what went through her mind. From when she wanted him the way she had him right then, to when she just wanted him to hold her close, and tell her everything that made her smile. It was just a natural reaction that came from her when she was around him, his presence like a light to her, brightening up anything that might make her world seem dark. Liv knew that with him, she was sappier and cornier than she had been with any guy before, but she liked it. Knowing that the reason she was that way was to express how she really felt for him and how much she really did like him.

Sighing as his fingers slipped out of her, Liv kept her hand on the back of his head as she felt his tip run along her core, trying hard to keep her hips from bucking against his hardness to get him inside her finally. All she wanted was to feel him inside her, the way he filled her so perfect, like two puzzle pieces. What seemed like forever of teasing finally ended as she felt him push inside her, a moan escaping her lips as she felt her walls stretch to fit him even if her body was used to it by now. It was like her body knew to be ready this way, knowing it would make it feel the best. Her hips moved against his at a slow rate at first, following his lead and picking up the pace as the familiar sensation built inside her. “Fuck baby…” she muttered as she could feel her release coming, wanting to reach it at the same time as him. “Babe…I’m gonna…” she started, the last word replaced by a moan as she tried to hold back her climax until she knew he was ready. Once she did, Liv let herself go, his name slipping from her lips in a cry of pleasure as her hips kept moving against his, riding out her orgasm as he did the same with him. Once her body calmed, she quickly attached her lips to his own, smiling into the kiss. “As good as always, boyfriend.”

Although he was never too rough with her - there wasn’t anything that bordered it really - he could always get frisky with her if she wanted to. Chris was pretty open minded even though there were a few things he frowned upon but to say he was happy with his sex life would be a complete misunderstanding. There wasn’t a time Liv didn’t make him come or a time he didn’t make Liv come. They just knew how and maybe it just spurred from the way they felt about each other. What started off as something physical was now emotional and deep - no pun intended - and he loved pleasing Liv. A part of him wondered if this would ever die out but the other, much more rational part of him knew that at this point, he saw it as a long shot because he was not attracted to anyone else anymore. It was just Liv, the only person he thought of and wanted and wanted to call his own. And now he could and it made it that much better.

His hips thrust against her own, sliding his cock inside her, but not too roughly - it wasn’t something to get too particularly rough with unless of course, she’d want him to. “Fuck… fuck…” He groans as he continues to move her hips in time with her own, working her up to the inevitable orgasm they were going to have any second. He felt her clench tighter around him the more he moved and the more he moved the harder the orgasm would hit her but he wanted to come with her, at the same time, just like they did every time they had sex now. Breathing rate increasing, feeling his heartbeat in his ears, Chris increases his pace, thrusting into her faster, cock sliding against her wet walls and finally he feels her clench indefinitely. He moans loudly, hands shaking and almost like a reflex reaction he comes at the same time she does, trembling from the shiver that he feels down his spine at the aftershocks and with a last sigh he returns the kiss, humming and smiling against her lips. “As good as always, girlfriend of mine”.

the end.

The Center of Town (four way intersection of E.+W. Sylvester and N.+S. Holliday) || Chris & Liv

liv-free-shagoury:

Liv had a feeling after this whole experience, she wouldn’t hear the end of how creative Chris felt and how much of a genius he was for picking where he did. That’s if they had chosen the most creative spot, since Liv was unsure where anyone else ran to to fuck. But in her mind, she thought this was quite a different place to fuck. Though, the first thought she had was to go to Paul’s office and fuck there, mainly to get him back for all the times he shot either of them with that stupid paintball gun. But all those thoughts were far from her mind with the position she was currently in, her mind completely focused on her boyfriend and making sure he was getting the most pleasure he could out of this whole situation. That was really all that mattered to her, making sure Chris was happy that is. And knowing that being with her was one of the things that made him happy only proved to make Liv feel the same in return.

Letting her head fall back against the pillow that she was glad Chris thought to bring, Liv shut her eyes as his fingers moved in and out of her, each time getting her closer and closer to what she wanted; her release. But she wasn’t about to let him get her off this way, no, Liv wanted to get there with him. It was something she enjoyed every time they were together, reaching their orgasms at the same time, making them connect on such a deeper level than she did with anyone else. Hearing his voice in her ear, his hot breath sending tingles down her spine, Liv was certain that if she didn’t feel him inside her soon, she would truly burst at the seams. Her free hand moved to push down his boxers, fully exposing him as her hand pulled his hips against hers. The back of their hands touched as the both worked on each other, and Liv could only hope he would get the idea of what she wanted.

Of course he catches on to her idea. It was natural for them; they were quick to learn what each other liked and what they didn’t and what worked the other up quicker than anything else. Chris knew what Liv wanted the minute she lets their hips connect again and he was never one to deny her something she wanted. He was more than ready for her and she was more than ready for him and perhaps it was the situation as a whole and the location they were in that made this that much more frantic. He’d had his fare share of frantic and rough sex but when it was with Liv, they both knew the desperation came not only from lust but for the feelings they had for each other that only seemed to get stronger the longer they spent time together, besides it was hard for Chris not to give in to her every demand and he was pretty sure he did not know the word ‘no’ around Liv anymore.

With a release of breath, Chris slides his hand out of her wet center, letting his hips touch his and the length of his cock slide against her clit, the wetness feeling too overwhelming for words and he couldn’t find enough time to slide inside her and drive her to the much needed orgasm they always had when they fucked. Chris then sits up just a little, spreading her legs and exposing her to him, really thinking Liv was stunning and always managed to take his breath away. He takes a deep breath as he hovers over her again, keeping her legs spread as his lips attach to the skin below her ear, cock aligning to her entrance. He knows she needs this as much as he does so there is no hesitation when he finally slides inside her, moaning Liv’s name as her tightness wraps around his dick, cursing at the contact until his hips meet her own, meaning he was buried deep inside her, just like every time they fucked. There was no other way because there was no better feeling.

The Center of Town (four way intersection of E.+W. Sylvester and N.+S. Holliday) || Chris & Liv

liv-free-shagoury:

Though it was freezing out, Liv’s body temperature was quickly rising, the fact that Chris was much larger than her in size and hovering over her helping. It was times like these she was actually glad she was so tiny. able to warm up from other people’s body heat much quicker than any other person. She thought this place was a very creative idea, however, knowing no one must have fucked here before them. The fact that no one had done it where they were made it more special than just a way to get the power back on. Sure, she expected to have a nice night in with Chris, enjoying her first night as his girlfriend as she should, but the night was still young. And in her mind, this was quite a nice way to start off the night, knowing she would remember it for a while.

Another sigh escaped her lips when his kissed trailed across her skin, the hand that was traveling across his back moving to behind his head. Her fingers laced themselves with the small curls of his hair, her other hand continuing her work on his hardness. She could feel her heart begin to race the lower his hand moved on her body, knowing in her mind where it was going. Chris was already driving her wild, her body on fire the more he touched and kissed her. If it wasn’t so cold out, Liv would have removed all of her clothes with her body temperature as high as she assumed it was now, certain she was flushed from their close proximity. She tries to hold in a moan once his fingers begin to run between her folds, unable to deny how even such a simple touch had her body spiraling in pleasure. Once his fingers pushed inside her, Liv inhaled sharply, her hand pausing to let herself enjoy the feeling before continuing to stroke him, keeping the same pace his fingers inside her did. Tugging on his hair lightly, she brought his face back to his, humming against his lips when she pressed her own against them in a heated kiss.

Maybe the location would earn them points or something, because in his head this was a really damn creative place even though he wasn’t sure if anyone had fucked here or not. He was not sure about it and he doubted it and he thought it was genius and was quite proud of himself for having a genius idea. It was usually Liv the other half of them that had the best ideas so it was only natural of him to feel this way, especially if he could take an opportunity to impress Liv. He didn’t have to of course, he’d already caused quite and impression and Liv knew him quite well, probably better than anyone in town - no, actually better than anyone in town and he wasn’t really a guy to be full of surprises and do a 180 on her. He stuck to his word even though sometimes he could get confused.

Eager fingers slide in and out of her, lips hovering over her skin and breathing hot against it, and even though her hand was still working on his hard dick he tried to hold in the inevitable moans that would eventually come out any minute. His fingers get slicker the more he moves them in and out, enjoying the way her walls clenched around him and the sounds she was making for him. He tried to remind himself that Liv did things with him that she didn’t do with others and it made him feel special, especially now that she could call him her boyfriend. He was getting impossibly hard, not only because of the feeling of her hand working him higher and higher, but he was throbbing because he realized just how wet she was and how much more of a pleasurable experience it would be once he actually slid inside her. “Jesus, Liv”. He moans, sucking on the skin of her neck and leaving a very prominent hickey that would not fade for days, just like he did every time they had sex.

The Center of Town (four way intersection of E.+W. Sylvester and N.+S. Holliday) || Chris & Liv

liv-free-shagoury:

Once he was on top of her, Liv’s desires immediately took over, the idea that this all had to be quick and fast causing her body to feel like it was on fire. It was normal for Chris’s mere touch to feel like lightning run through her body, but when they moved with such an intensity as they did now, she felt like she was caught in an electricity storm, every nerve in her body being set off from the sensation his skin on hers made. Liv would admit that when with Chris, she preferred when things between them were sweet, like they were sharing something more than just sex when together. But there were times when the desperation they felt to just be naked with each other and to fuck like rabbits was more enjoyable than anything else she had experienced in her life. Just like it was at this point and time.

Letting her thumb run over the tip of his cock, Liv moved smooth and slowly, her hand taking it’s sweet time to stroke him, wanting to drag it at the most she could. She knew what Chris liked, where his weak spots were that had him eating out of the palm of her hand. She had been with him enough times to know his body like her own, even if it had only been really for a month. But living together for most of that month made being together that much easier. Using her feet, she got her pants off the rest of the way, using her free hand to push his own pants down and out of the way. Her head fell to the side once his lips attached to the skin there, sighing softly at the feeling it gave her. Liv’s eye’s fluttered closed when his hand grasped her breast, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as her hand began to speed up in pace a bit, her other hand going to his back to leave those scratch marks that were almost never not present on his skin.

He wasn’t working so quickly but he was definitely trying to make this more enjoyable for the both of them even if they were in the butt cold. He wanted Liv to feel good no matter in what circumstances they found themselves in and this was definitely no exception even if it had been an energy drought situation. She knew exactly how to touch him to drive him wild and he knew Liv was perfectly aware of that; she knew where to touch him, how to touch him, what to say, and what to suggest to make his mind race and an immediate tent appear in his boxers. It made his mouth run dry from anticipation because there was nothing he liked more than hearing his name tumbling out of Liv’s lips after a much needed and desired orgasm and having her naked beneath him was just a plus in this situation really.

Chris’ breathing is already strong and erratic, the effect Liv had on him every time they had sex since the day they decided to go through with what they were today. This was their first fuck since they declared themselves a couple and even though he knew it should be special (and he was going to make sure it would be next time) he couldn’t deny he also liked this kind of sex. His lips trail down the skin of her neck, kissing as much exposed skin as he could even though her sweater was kind of in the way and he couldn’t remove it because of the cold, but as soon as he gets her panties out of the way he grins giddily, humming against her skin, her strokes sending a shiver down his spine. Hands moving down her stomach and gently pressing against her hipbones, he moves them between her center, sliding against wet folds and enjoying the way she reacted to his touch, already wet even if they had just started. Chris wastes no time, since there was not much room for teasing, to slide his fingers inside her because he also knew what got to her and her body.

The Center of Town (four way intersection of E.+W. Sylvester and N.+S. Holliday) || Chris & Liv

liv-free-shagoury:

Liv was thanking all that was holy that for this energy crisis, they were able to get to pick their partners of who they were going to fuck to get the lights from tweaking out. She was not about to live like people in the 17th century did, and enjoyed Chris’s cooking way too much to have to go without it. Plus, how would she make cupcakes anytime she wanted then? But the biggest reason she was glad they got to choose partners was because she got to choose her boyfriend, yes her boyfriend. Saying it in her head made her smile to herself, happy that finally she was able to call Chris her’s officially. There wasn’t even a question in her mind that she would be his partner, grabbing his hand the second they said they could choose who they wanted. Of course, it made her relieved when he agreed to be her partner as well, though she really didn’t question he would if she sat and thought about it. When given the theme, Liv quickly racked through her mind to think of the most creative place she could think of to do this thing. With Chris whispering his idea, she couldn’t help but think it was brilliant, but thought they should stop home first. Pulling his hand, she ran with him from the Annex to their home.

After stopping home and grabbing a few blankets and warmer clothes, Liv went to the dead center of town with Chris. Once at the four way intersection that was there, she immediately began to lay down the blankets so neither would get dirty or too cold. Liv wanted to win, and being about to fuck Chris was an added bonus. After putting down the last blanket, Liv laid down on it, pulling Chris down with her, attaching her lips to his once he was hovering over her. Her tongue slid along his lower lip before pushing through the small space once they parted for her, beginning the battle for dominance she was so familiar with now. Her hands began to slide his jacket off, glad they both put on sweaters since taking off all of their clothes wouldn’t end well. Liv quickly worked to get off her own jacket, dropping it on top of his on the blanket before she wrapped her arms around his neck as her legs did the same to his waist to bring their hips together. Her lips attached to his again as she began to roll her hips into his, the friction between his hardness and her core being created to spark their arousal. One hand trailed down his chest before finding the waist band of his pants, quickly working to undo them so she could slip her hand into his boxers, her small hand rubbing the length of his cock before beginning to stroke it while her hips continued to move against his.

A sigh of relief has escaped him when they were told they could pick their partners. Really, who better than to do this assignment than the girl he was dating? He was always more than eager for sex with Liv at any given moment of the day - if she was horny of if he was horny - he was sure there was not a moment when they wouldn’t cave into their needs. Need though, was a funny word, in a way because Chris had never felt the need to fuck someone like he felt it with Liv and the fact that it wasn’t just fucking, that sometimes it was sweet and sensual and slow, he liked that, sharing that with her and nobody else. But now it had to be hurried and frantic like that time in the shower yesterday, and as soon as the idea clicked in his head he quick to whisper the location in Liv’s ear. He made sure to pick a pillow when they returned to their home to get something to wrap themselves with, because it was cold as fuck like always - it was still winter and he was not going to risk the chance of getting frostbite or anything of that sort, even though he knew that with the sex and the closeness of their bodies it would be enough to warm up. Was there something better to warm up with than an orgasm? They’d done it time and time again and this time it would be no exception.

He follows Liv promptly to the spot they had chosen, helping her set the place up so it would be more comfortable for both of them. A moan immediately escapes him when Liv pulls him down, obviously knowing and anticipating the outcome of this situation. He hovers over her, trying not to press down completely on her given the body weight difference, eagerly returning her kiss, letting her tongue slide inside his mouth. They would have to keep their sweaters on, otherwise the cold would be too much, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to slide his hands inside her shirt like he always did. “Fuck”. He groans when their hips meet, thrusting back and reciprocating the action of her own. Chris is quick to find the button of her jeans, unbuttoning it and sliding her pants down as much as the space would allow him, and then attaching his lips to her neck, moaning at the motions of her hands on his cock already slick with precum, hands sliding to cup her breasts inside her bra, feeling the hardness of her nipples and knowing it wasn’t caused by the cold and working to lower her panties.