#Role Model

[mad3lyncline]

𝑹𝑶𝑳𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑫𝑬𝑳 . Sally, When The Wine Runs Out ( x ) .

[main-character-magazine]

ROLE MODEL | Dork (2024)

[emotionalblues]

HAPPY NATIONAL BOYFRIEND DAYYY TO MY BOYFRIENDS + MORE

[flabbergasted46]

[bitter69uk]

Wishing everyone a Divine extra-filthy Valentine's Day! Pic by Laura Levine via.

[sweetfridays]

♡ ROLE MODEL gq

[alexiasleftoversalmon]

Brb sobbing, this is SO CUTE 😭❤️💙

[romanholidayze]

[fortuneaday]

[iconsfinder]

[bookmothic-dyke]

Like half the days now I end up getting a ride to campus from a cool older transfem from my Thirsty Sword Lesbians group. She will just see me waiting at the bus stop, and park her car for a moment, and I get in. I don’t think it’s a crush, but like fuck she’s cool. She’s like near 30, poly, goes to like concerts and queer events in Sac on weekends.

I think I wanna be her lol.

[goryamberdoll]

i will always adore and support a crazy lady. how can you fumble someone who literally matches your psycho, i’ll never understand.

[ferrariswiftiespace]

sweet nothing

chapter two

tucker pillsbury x fem!reader

faceclaim olivia rodrigo

summary you and tucker became best friends but you developed a crush on him

a/n the next is probably the last chapter but i’ll probably make random situations with them and post them

back to chapter 1

go to final chapter

weeks passed, and somewhere between shared dinners, late-night conversations, and the casual way he always waited for you after work, tucker pillsbury had become your closest friend in portland.

every evening, he was there—sometimes leaning against the studio building, scrolling on his phone, sometimes already with a coffee for you in hand. the walk home together had become routine, effortless, like it had always been this way. and then, dinner—either in your apartment or his, depending on who had groceries or who was too lazy to cook. you’d fall into his couch, legs stretched over his lap, laughing about your day or listening to him talk about whatever he was working on. it was easy. it was safe.

but if you were being honest, it had also become something else.

you had a little crush on him.

not that you’d ever admit it out loud, but chloe, your best friend from new york, had caught on fast. she was 100% convinced tucker liked you back, sending voice notes filled with dramatic gasps and unsolicited analysis. and, to be fair, she wasn’t exactly wrong—he did do things. little things. like holding your hand casually when you walked together, his fingers brushing against yours before he fully intertwined them. or saving you a seat next to him, no matter where you went. or the way he always had to be touching you—his hand on your knee, his fingers playing with your bracelet, pulling you into him when you stood too far.

and then there was the fact that he always, always asked where you were if you weren’t around.

but still, you convinced yourself it was just tucker being tucker.

so, when he decided to throw a small get-together at his apartment on friday night, it felt natural that he came to pick you up from work.

"at what time are you coming downstairs?" he asked as you walked up to your building together.

you glanced at him. "if it's at nine, i have to shower, do my hair, do my makeup, and get dressed... so i guess on time."

he smirked. "wanna match outfits? what are you wearing?"

"red top, leather jacket," you said without thinking, adjusting your bag on your shoulder.

he nodded instantly. "okay, i’ll make sure to fit you, babe."

babe.

your stomach flipped, and you felt heat creep up your cheeks, but you just smiled, shaking your head.

when you reached his floor, he didn't stop—just kept walking up with you like he always did, escorting you to your door like it was a habit. as you reached it, your neighbor, ms. rose, an older woman who had been sweet to you since day one, opened her door. beside her stood a pregnant woman you recognized vaguely—probably her daughter.

"hello, sweet darling," rose greeted warmly. "look, this is my daughter, nelly."

"good evening, ms. rose. nice to meet you, nelly," you said, smiling. "i'm sofia, the favorite neighbor of your mom."

nelly laughed, and rose turned her attention to tucker.

"and this is her boyfriend from downstairs, tucson."

your whole body tensed.

"he's not my boyfriend," you blurted at the same time tucker spoke.

"it's tucker, actually."

he corrected his name. not the boyfriend part.

rose’s laugh echoed in the hallway. “they’re meant to be,” she whispered—but not quietly enough.

nelly shot you an apologetic look before gently guiding her mom back inside. “have a nice night.”

you turned toward your door, refusing to meet tucker’s eyes, but he chuckled, completely unbothered. “i love rose.”

you unlocked your door, turning to say goodbye. “yeah, she’s funny.”

tucker leaned against the frame, watching you. “she thought we were a couple.”

you swallowed. “yeah, i don’t know why she thinks that. sorry.”

he tilted his head slightly. “and what if i want us to be that? a couple.”

your breath hitched. “what?”

before you could fully process it, he was closing the distance between you, fingers catching under your chin, tilting your face up. and then—soft, warm lips pressing against yours.

you froze for a second, heart slamming against your ribs, but then you kissed him back, slow and sweet, like this was inevitable.

a quiet giggle broke the moment.

"i told you," rose’s voice whispered from her slightly cracked door.

you and tucker jumped apart, turning in sync to catch rose and nelly peeking out—before the door shut quickly.

you stared at each other for a beat before bursting into laughter.

tucker shook his head, biting back a grin. “hurry up, i’ll wait for you downstairs.” then, without a second thought, he leaned in, pressed another quick peck to your lips, and ran off down the stairs before you could say anything.

you stood there, fingers brushing your lips, heartbeat still unsteady.

as soon as you shut the door behind you, your body finally caught up with what just happened.

tucker had kissed you.

and you had kissed him back.

“oh my god,” you whispered to yourself, pressing your palms to your burning face. you barely had time to breathe before your phone was in your hands, facetime ringing, and chloe’s name flashing on the screen.

“bitch.”

that was the first thing she said when she answered.

“bitch,” you repeated, voice an octave higher.

chloe squinted at the screen, sitting up in bed. “why do you look like you’re about to pass out? what happened?”

you sucked in a breath, words tumbling out in a rush. “tucker kissed me.”

her mouth dropped open. “excuse me?”

“like full-on, in front of my apartment, just kissed me.”

“SOFIA.” she screeched, shoving her blanket off. “what the fuck! and you just dropped that on me with no warning? start from the beginning.”

you paced the room, trying to gather yourself. “okay, so he walked me home, as usual, and ms. rose—you know, my sweet old neighbor—was outside with her daughter, and she just casually introduces tucker as my boyfriend.”

chloe gasped. “oh, she’s got taste. i love her already.”

“shut up,” you groaned. “i corrected her! but he—he only corrected his name, not the boyfriend part.”

she screamed into her pillow before resurfacing. “okay, and then?”

you took a deep breath. “then he said, ‘what if i want us to be that? a couple.’”

chloe’s jaw dropped. “he SAID THAT?”

“yes!”

“and THEN?”

“then he just—he just kissed me! like, held my chin, tilted my face up, full romantic movie shit. and i froze for a second but then i kissed him back—”

“as you should.”

“—and then ms. rose and her daughter were literally peeking from their door, and she goes ‘i told you’ like she’s some fucking oracle, and we turned to look at her and they slammed the door shut.”

chloe was howling with laughter. “this is the best story i’ve ever heard in my life. do you understand the way i would give up my lungs to have a nosy old neighbor playing matchmaker for me?”

you dropped onto your bed, groaning. “chloe, i don’t know what to do. i feel like a middle schooler panicking about my crush.”

“oh, you have a crush? i never would’ve guessed.”

“shut up,” you whined, covering your face with a pillow.

“okay, listen,” she said, voice softer now. “do you like him?”

you hesitated, then exhaled. “yeah. i do.”

“then go to the party, look hot as fuck, and just see where this goes. it’s tucker, sof, not some random guy off hinge. you like him. he clearly likes you. and honestly? you deserve something good.”

you smiled, warmth spreading through your chest. “you’re actually the best.”

“i know,” she said smugly. “now go get ready and text me everything that happens.”

“i will. love you.”

“love you more. now go seduce your man.”

you laughed, rolling your eyes as you hung up.

with a deep breath, you got up and got to work—showering, doing your hair, makeup, and slipping into your red top and leather jacket. you checked yourself in the mirror, smoothing your outfit down before grabbing your phone.

you walked upstairs, nerves buzzing under your skin, and raised your fist to knock.

the door swung open before you could, and there he was—tucker, in a red shirt and a leather jacket, matching you perfectly.

you both just… stood there for a second.

“hi,” you said, suddenly feeling stupidly shy.

he scratched the back of his neck. “hey.”

a small, nervous laugh left your lips. “you really committed to matching, huh?”

he smiled, glancing down at his outfit. “yeah, well. had to make sure i fit you, babe.”

your heart flipped.

he stepped aside. “come in.”

you walked inside, taking in the warm, lived-in space. there were a few people scattered around, music playing softly in the background, the kind of casual, intimate party that felt effortless.

“drink?” tucker asked, watching you carefully.

you turned to him, lips curling into a smile. “please”

he grinned, leading you toward the kitchen. “done.”

[sofisturns]

it’s so good chat

♯ ⋮ ⋆˚࿔ sofisturns𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[ateotd-izzy]

something, somehow, someday - stiles stilinski x fem!reader

summary: you ask stiles if he thinks the two of you are together in every other universe

notes: every other universe is based around a piece of media i like, not all of them necessarily based on couples, see if you can spot them all i guess. making my tumblr return after months guys

☾

PROLOGUE; beacon hills, CA, 2013

CHAPTER ONE; pawnee, IN, 2011

CHAPTER TWO; new york city, NY, 2014

CHAPTER THREE; capeside, MA, 1998

CHAPTER FOUR; hogwarts, scottish highlands, 1991

CHAPTER FIVE; post apocalyptic america, 2013

CHAPTER SIX; hawkins, IN, 1984

CHAPTER SEVEN; los angeles, CA, 2017

CHAPTER EIGHT; palm springs, CA, 2020

CHAPTER NINE; new york city, NY, 2003

CHAPTER TEN; portland, OR, 2018

CHAPTER ELEVEN; scranton, PA, 2006

CHAPTER TWELVE; atlanta, GA, 2012

CHAPTER THIRTEEN; new orleans, LA, 2017

CHAPTER FOURTEEN; briarcliff manor, MA, 1964

CHAPTER FIFTEEN; new york city, NY, 2012

EPILOGUE; beacon hills, CA, 2013

“and i believe that they’re meant to be something, somehow, someday”

[boyfriendchrisenthusiast]

this has actually been me all day