#and i noticed it as a tag on a tiktok and just 👀

[xqueenofthecraziesx]

I think my boyfriend's friends accidentally named their baby after Taylor swift lore and idk how to approach that subject or if I should even say anything about it at all. But like if I of all people was somehow able to notice then other will or possibly already have

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

Take Care of You [10]

Sugar Daddy!Joel Miller x Female!Reader

Overall Warnings: slow burn, angst/comfort, power imbalance, age gap, possessive tendencies, eventual smut, #daddyissues, independent reader learns to let go and relax, emotionally constipated Joel Miller learns to be vulnerable; (more specific warnings to be added to individual chapters if necessary)

Chapter Word Count: 5.7k

Mood board and borders by @saradika

Summary: You spent your entire adult life supporting yourself and barely getting by. It’s why a life of ease offered to you by a mysterious stranger sounded so foreign and unbelievable. Joel Miller, dressed in flannels that had seen better days, didn’t look like the kind who could promise you the world on a plate, but he seemed desperate to help out. All he asks is that you let him take care of you. That wouldn’t be so hard. Would it?

[A/N: 🤡. I came back to life to immediately die off again i'm so sorry. here take this next part and all my love. speaking of my love, i already closed beta readers on tiktok but for anyone on here, if you wanna see why i've been so MIA, shoot me a message with your email if you wanna beta read my original work (i do ask that you do a questionnaire afterwards but that's just to help me out). But, imagine a scifi/fantasy where the book 'Six of Crows' meets 'The Last of Us', and I have good sources that y'all like TLOU👀]

[A/N pt.2: I did not edit this to the degree I should have and there is no tag list at the bottom i am so so so so sorry].

10: THE EVIDENCE IS PRETTY DAMNING

The ceiling wasn’t right. 

That was your first, foggy thought when your eyes opened. Rather than the bumpy, plaster speckles collecting dust it was smooth and off white. You slowly sat up with a groan, head spinning and mouth dry, and you blinked three times before your situation dawned on you. This was not your bed, not your house. Fuck. You set your hands on the bed to lean back then winced. With a hiss, you pulled your hand up and saw the bandaged injury from last night.

You cradled the hand with your other and turned to hang your legs over the edge of the bed. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a note on the nightstand. You leaned over. There was a full water bottle and a bottle of tylenol resting on top of a piece of paper. On the paper, in scratchy, nearly illegible, writing was, ‘Come downstairs when you’re ready. Feel free to use the shower and change if you want. ⏤Joel’. You dragged your fingers to trace the words. 

With a shaky breath, you grabbed the water bottle and took a couple pills in hopes to nurse the aches and pains you felt. You stared at the words again. Last night, Joel admitted to being married to Sarah’s mom and you had responded by passing the fuck out. You had tried to argue, demand more information, but your body fought against your curiosity. All the drinks you had prior and the fading adrenaline from the fight probably hadn’t helped. 

You rose from the bed with a groan and crossed to use the bathroom adjoined to Joel’s bedroom. When you flicked the lights on, you took the first movement to glance around the space. The walls were beige with white tile floors. On one side was a large jacuzzi style tub next to an expansive walk in shower. On the other was ample counter space and drawers with matching him and her sinks. In the back was the small room where the toilet sat and beyond that a walk in closet. The space was lived in. A dirty clothes basket off to the side half full, toiletries on the counter and on the shelves in the shower, you spotted a pair of glasses you had never seen Joel wear resting by the sink on the right side of the counter. That must be the one Joel used most. A toothbrush sat by it and you noticed water by the rim like he hadn’t wiped up when finished.

Also on the counter were a stack of clothes, you stepped toward it and saw it was a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants that must have belonged to him. On top of it was a brand new toothbrush. Your gaze lifted to look at yourself in the mirror and you flinched. You looked a mess⏤ your hair, your clothes, everything. You rubbed at your face with a sigh and slipped into a morning time routine despite the unfamiliar setting. 

Celina.

The name rang in your head over and over and over again. It didn’t matter that you had been only half with it last night. You remembered that clearly. As you cleaned up, your headache began to improve and by time you left the bathroom you at least felt human again. A new anger bubbled just under your skin. You couldn’t quite yet put your anger into words, but you knew it was there. After washing up, you traded the clothes you wore to the bar for the ones Joel left you. The shirt was worn out, like it was aged, and navy in color. It read ‘Miller’s Contracting’ with a number on it for contact. It reminded you of the kind of shirt a small company would make and not a multi-million dollar one. You tightened the waistband of Joel’s sweatpants. They were at least joggers so you didn’t have to worry about tripping over yourself.

You crossed the upstairs, open space to the stairs. Faintly, you heard the sound of someone moving around downstairs. A brief wave of nervousness had you hesitating at the top of the stairs, but it slipped away back to anger. It seemed that was where your heart was making camp this morning.

Slowly, you descended the stairs. The wooden floors under your feet didn’t creak or make noise as you padded into the living room first. A few couches were situated in front of a wall that held a large flat screen TV and a fireplace. The back wall was made of glass, a window and door all in one that revealed the back patio where a small pool and deck were, and the space beside it was the kitchen. Just as open as the rest of Joel’s house. The cabinets were made of dark wood with matching countertops and at the center was a large island with chairs. 

On the island counter looked like to-go boxes of food. You stared at them a moment longer, but a door hidden just out of view on the wall in the kitchen opened. Joel stepped into the kitchen nonchalantly until he spotted you and did a double take. He froze and stared. The two of you were actually similarly dressed. He had on a t-shirt that looked tight on his broad shoulders and a pair of sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Joel looked exhausted.

“Hey.” He said softly. “Mornin’, sug⏤” Joel stopped himself, it looked like he choked on his words, but he locked his jaw and changed direction. “Mornin’. How did you sleep?” You gave a small shrug and a tight lipped smile. “Right. How’s your…” Joel lifted his own hand. “Your hand?”

You lifted it up to stare down at it. The bandages had been pulled away when you washed up this morning. It didn’t look so bad. “It’s fine. Thanks for the⏤ the tylenol. And the toothbrush. And the,” You motioned to the clothes hanging off your frame, “You know.”

“Can I?” Joel nodded toward you.

“I said, it’s fine, Joel.”

“I…” He sighed and the look in his eyes was agonizing. “I know you’re pissed at me. Understandably so. But, please let me…”

You walked over to sit down at one of the tall chairs at the island counter and set your hand on the marble top. Joel mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ and disappeared for a quick second. He was back with a small first aid kit again. You twisted your lips when you felt his warm hand cautiously take yours. It was quiet as he reapplied a bit of medicine to the hand before wrapping it up again. 

“You don’t…” Joel started then cleared his throat. You never would have used the word anxious to describe the Joel you had gotten to know thus far, but nervous energy seemed to radiate off him. The tension in his shoulders looked painful to keep hold of. “I had breakfast delivered. Some stuff I know you like.” Joel pulled his hand away from yours. “But you don’t have to stay if you don’t wanna.”

“No. I want to.” You replied. Joel looked briefly hopeful. “I want to talk about this. I want⏤ to know. I want answers.”

“Right. Of course.” Joel nodded quickly. “I owe you at least that.” You nodded in agreement. Joel straightened from where he stood and ran a hand over his chest and shoulder with a quiet cough. “Can I make you something to drink? Coffee, tea, juice?”

You gave a small nod, mumbling a response, and watched as Joel put it all together. He poured himself a cup of coffee after serving you. Rather than take the seat beside you, he stood on the other side of the island counter across from you.

“You mentioned the girl from Vegas last night briefly, but how did you know…”

“Yo-yo told me you had a sugar baby before me. That you married her.”

“I did have a sugar baby before you, yes.” Joel sighed.

“Why did you lie to me?” You demanded.

Joel shook his head, “I never lied to you. I just⏤ I never told you, and you never asked.”

“Really?” You scoffed. “That’s what you wanna hang your hat on here? Semantics?” Joel hung his head then shook it a bit. “I didn’t want to believe her, but yesterday Nima texted someone she knows. A private investigator⏤”

Joel’s eyes widened, “You hired a private investigator??”

“I didn’t hire anybody! Nima just texted them and they confirmed⏤”

“You went to a PI before just asking me?” Joel replied sharply. You leaned back in your seat⏤ in shock at his audacity. He must have noticed how you felt because he held up a hand. “I just mean, that’s a huge invasion of privacy and all you had to do was call me⏤”

You pushed out of your seat and turned to leave. Joel called out after you before following. He grabbed your hand to tug you to a stop and you glared at him over your shoulder. You snapped, “If you’re just going to stand there and be defensive then there’s no reason for me to be here, Joel.” You pulled your hand out of his grip and spun to face him. “I understand that getting in contact with a fucking PI was a crazy move, but yesterday I felt a little crazy.” You scoffed. “I felt like an idiot. I felt like a naive, desperate idiot who got played. So, yeah, I let Nima text her cousin’s cousin’s cousin to find an answer because the thought of standing in front of you and asking⏤”

The rest of your words got caught in your throat. You didn’t want to get emotional in front of Joel. More than anything you wanted to keep your cool and be collected. Just in case he did break your heart, you could walk away with at least some of your dignity intact. Joel took a step closer. Thankfully, he didn’t try to touch you, but he did lift his hands slightly in surrender.

“I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m sorry.” He said. “I’m being defensive. Hell, I'm being an ass.” You locked your jaw and let your eyes focus on something over his shoulder. Unable to stare into those deep, dark eyes. “This is… This isn’t an easy subject for me to talk about and I⏤ I panicked. I want you to hear me out. I want you to know the truth.” He shifted in his stance so your gaze was forced to meet his. The longing there made you suck in a sharp breath. “Please. Give me another chance to explain this. I’ll do better.”

You rubbed the back of your neck with your non-injured hand and gave a small nod.

“Thank you. Thank you.” Joel repeated himself. He took a step back but kept his shoulders facing you as if he thought you were a flight risk. Joel motioned to his couch. “Do you wanna sit? I’ll grab our drinks.” You sighed and meandered over to sit down on one end of his leather couch. Joel didn’t move back into the kitchen until after you were seated. He came back with both of your drinks and handed you your own before sitting on the other side of the couch. One cushion of space between the two of you. 

You took a sip, trying to gather your thoughts, before nodding once. “I want to know about your wife first. Celina, you said? I want to know about her.”

“Yeah.” Joel swallowed thickly. “Do you remember anything I mentioned about Sarah’s mom before?”

“I didn’t know her name.” You replied. “You said the two of you had dated for, like, three months?” Joel nodded. “She got pregnant, and you worked it out. Things were fine, but two weeks after Sarah was born she left. You never said the two of you got married though.”

“Because we didn’t.” Joel replied softly. “I asked. Proposed to her when we found out she was pregnant with Sarah, and she said no.” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he wasn’t meeting your gaze anymore. Joel stared down at the coffee mug in his hands. “I loved her. She was my first real love, actually. I knew our situation wasn’t ideal, but… I wanted it to work. I saw a future with her.” Joel ran his thumb back and forth on the edge of his mug’s rim where it reached. He chuckled, “When Sarah was born… Those two weeks? It was⏤ It was good. But, uh, then she left.” Joel shrugged in a way that attempted nonchalance but did not meet the mark. “Her leaving hurt for a lot of reasons. For one, in no way was I prepared to take care of a newborn.”

You set your drink on the coffee table before leaning back. Joel stayed silent, his jaw clenching and unclenching, and you recognized the look of someone getting stuck in their own memories. You spoke up, “What happened then? When did you get married?”

“Celina is…” Joel began. He rubbed his jawline. “I spent a lot of time being furious with her⏤ hating her. Not just for leaving me behind, but for leaving Sarah. Sarah deserved better.” He shook his head. “But she… she came to me, needing help, and I⏤ I couldn’t say no. Not to her. And not because I still had any sort of feelings for her, but because no matter how angry I was at her she gave me Sarah.” A vulnerable softness filled his features and he finally lifted his head to meet your gaze fully. “Without Celina, I wouldn’t have Sarah.”

You could understand that. You knew that his daughters meant absolutely everything to Joel. More so, despite all the shit going on between the two of you right now, despite Joel arguing otherwise, you knew he was a good man. You had a very hard time picturing him saying no to anyone who came to him for help. 

“When did she come to you? And why? What problem is solved with marriage?”

“Three years ago. Just about.” Joel mumbled. “It’s… She was sick. Cancer. The only feasible treatment was going to bankrupt her because her insurance refused to cover the cost. Celina came back wanting to see Sarah. Get to know her before she died.” Your eyes widened in surprise at both the news and the confusion that came with trying to connect the dots. “I told her that was up to Sarah⏤ she was old enough to make that decision for herself and I was gonna support her with whatever she chose.”

You nodded slowly, “Okay…”

“Sarah decided she did want to meet her mom. And I…” Joel paused. He set his coffee mug down on the coffee table as well and laced his fingers together. He was fidgeting. Another nervous tick of his. Joel could never seem to keep his hands still when he was caught in his own mind. It was like his hands so desperately wanted to fix what stressed him out⏤ even if it wasn’t a physical problem they could fix. “I⏤ I couldn’t stop thinking… remembering…”

Joel squeezed his eyes shut, and the palpable pain had you shifting closer. It dawned on you. Words clicking in your mind. You set a hand on his forearm and gave it a small squeeze, “Your mom.” Joel had told you, ages ago, that he had lost his own mother to cancer. “You lost her. I remember you telling me.”

“Yes.” Joel unlaced his own fingers so he could settle one hand on top of yours⏤ still resting on his forearm. The tip of his thumb dragged back and forth against the knuckle of your index finger. Tracing the shape of it. “It wasn’t… It wasn’t the exact same, I know that, but… Sarah technically had already lost her once.”

“Joel…”

“I offered to pay. Pay for the treatment in full.” Joel’s thumb stilled to squeeze your hand once. “I’d cover all the costs, but⏤ but Celina refused. Said she didn’t want,” Joel scoffed with a humorless laugh, “Didn’t want to be a ‘charity case’. Said she didn’t come back for my money, or for me to fix the problem, she came back for Sarah.” Joel shook his head. “We argued in circles for God knows how long. We finally settled on this. If we got married, she’d have my insurance instead of her own. My insurance would cover most of the treatments and she’d pay what it didn’t.”

You understood that. It matched up with what you knew about Joel. “How is she? Now?”

“In remission. Since seven months ago, she’s been in remission.” A small smile flickered on his features. “She lives in Waco. Wanted to be closer to Sarah. One of the only reasons I could stomach all of us coming to LA while Sarah stayed in Texas for college. I knew she’d at least have her there in case of emergencies.”

Your face scrunched in question, “Then why… Why are you still married?”

“I don’t have a reason. Not a real one. Not beyond me just being lazy.” Joel said firmly. He held your hand tight, keeping it pinned to his arm, like it was a lifeline. “Up until now, it didn’t matter to me. It made no difference. That’s it. I swear to you, sugar.” The nickname fell out of his mouth like second nature. “And I’m working on changing that already. You can ask Tommy or⏤ or hell I’ll give you Celina’s number or our lawyer’s number. We started the official divorce paperwork the day you and I got back from Vegas. It was the first call I made after dropping you off at your place.”

You did believe him. As Joel held your gaze, all you could see in those soulful eyes was a deep desperation. An ache seeking the comfort that would come with reassurance. “I believe you.” You said softly and his eyes closed in relief. His entire body sagged as the tension seeped out of it. You really did believe him, and of all the ways this could’ve gone wrong technically you supposed this was the best case scenario. However, learning this made you realize what aspect of this bothered you more than most. You slid your hand out from under his. “Why… Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I was… I was going to. After.”

“Why though? Why after?” You shook your head. “Why didn’t you trust me with this?” Joel’s face fell again. “I know we haven’t known one another for long, but…” You bit back your words before you admitted to the naive truth that you felt some sort of connection to him. That being with him was as easy as breathing and you foolishly let yourself get carried away. “I don’t…”

Joel quickly scooted closer, a hand held up in surrender, “Had nothing to do with⏤ with me not… I do trust you. I do.” Joel shook his head. “Me not mentioning this had nothing to do with you. It was me.” His words reminded you of Vegas. This excuse was sounding familiar and the more you heard it the harder it was to believe. He hung his head and winced. “I need to tell you about⏤ about Erina.”

“That’s…” You began. “Is that your sugar baby?

“Yeah.” Joel nodded. “But it was more complicated than that.”

“So, I’m gathering.” You mumbled. The words of frustration left your lips before you could filter them. In this situation, you felt you had every right to be upset and bitter, but the look of pained guilt that filled Joel’s features made every cell in your body vibrate with regret. It felt like you had just kicked a puppy, and those sad, brown eyes were heart wrenching. “Sorry.”

Joel shook his head quickly. “No. Don’t. You don’t need to be sorry. I do.”

“You’re talking to me⏤ answering my questions.” You replied with a small shrug. “The least I can do is not be petty.” You twisted your lips. “So? Tell me about her.”

“She wasn’t my sugar baby to begin with.” Joel started softly. He turned his head to keep his gaze on the mug sitting on the coffee table, and you found the story easier to stomach without those powerful eyes focused on you. “My company got hired for a job. It was a big one, which is why it came across my desk. Some summer project. A finance guy wanted his vacation house completely renovated in Malibu. I decided to take a more hands on position for the entire thing. Stayed on site to work.” It wasn’t a shock to hear. You were plenty aware that Joel spent most of his work time on site if he could. Joel only donned a tie for the board room when Tess wrestled him into it. “The guy who hired us wasn’t there, but his wife was. At least, I thought it was his wife.”

“But it wasn’t.”

Joel gave out a sad chuckle, “No. She wasn’t. Erina was… lively and energetic. She was fun, and I… It had been a long time since I experienced that kind of light hearted fun. Plus, the client, when he did come around, was such an asshole to her and I⏤” Joel sighed. “She left him midway through the project, but we didn’t get involved with one another until after it was over. When it started, it was great. The honeymoon phase was…” His voice trailed off as a small, sad smile crossed his face. You found your stomach churn in jealousy at him talking about this other woman. It was damn near nonsensical, but the emotion rose up regardless. “The issues started a while in. I realized that we saw the relationship differently. I thought… I thought what we had was real, and she only saw me as her new sugar daddy.”

For a while, we just went on. I didn’t think the difference in how we viewed things would matter. Stupid, I know, but… I thought I was happy.” Joel mumbled the last bit. He lifted a hand to rub at his jawline. “As you’ve probably figured out, I’m not⏤ I’m not good at this. Relationships and…” He tensed. “Some people are just better off alone, but I’ve been too hard headed to accept that.”

“Joel.” You interrupted the flow of his story at his claim. You didn’t believe that and you especially refused to believe it about Joel. “That’s not⏤”

“Things were still working until I…” Joel shook his head. “I told her about Celina. Tried to explain the situation to her, but when she told me to get divorced and I couldn’t⏤ that’s when it all started to crumble. I didn’t actually end the relationship until after I found out she was seeing a few other guys.” You opened your mouth the speak, the beginnings of a sentence you didn’t know how to end slipping from your tongue, but Joel suddenly turned in his seat to face you and the look in his eyes silenced any attempt at speech. He hesitantly reached out and let his hand settle on top of yours. When you didn’t pull away, he squeezed his grip tighter. “You and Erina are not the same. It wasn’t until after we stopped seeing one another that I realized how terrible our relationship had been. So please, please, don’t think I’m comparing you to her because I’m not. I know how she reacted is not some⏤ some default and you wouldn’t necessarily react the same, but… but every time I considered telling you about Celina, all I could imagine was you leaving. And I, selfishly, stopped myself from admitting the truth to you because I didn’t want to ruin this the way I ruin everything else.”

You murmured his name. Early on, you recognized Joel had trust issues, but you had never realized it stretched this far. Joel didn’t trust even himself. It broke your heart that he thought so poorly of himself. No matter how upset you were at the man you knew deep down he was a good. His mistake had hurt you, but it hadn’t been born of malice. You saw that now. Fear and self doubt had brought the two of you to this crossroads. 

“Joel, that isn’t true.” You said softly. “You don’t ruin everything.”

“The evidence is pretty damning.” Joel chuckled sadly. You opened your mouth to argue, but he shook his head quickly and held out a hand to stop you. “That’s not the point of… I should’ve told you. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. I should’ve told you, been up front about it all, and I’m sorry.” Joel sighed. “I’m sorry, sugar.”

He had answered a number of your questions and with the truth came the relief of knowing.  Plus, the answer technically hadn’t been your worst case scenario. God knew your brain was plenty capable of thinking up some nightmare-ish situations. So in comparison, it would be worse. Still, there was an itch that hadn’t quite yet been scratched.

“Why… Why seek out a new sugar baby?” You asked. His experience with Erina had obviously been less than ideal so why try again? You shook your head, “Why me?”

“Those are two very different questions.”

“How do you figure that?”

“I …” Joel began hesitantly. You could see his thoughts jumbling in his mind as he struggled to string one along. Conversations like this were hardly considered Joel’s comfort zone so you did appreciate that he was trying. That went a long way as well. “Erina came back into my life not so long ago.” You felt your stomach drop and your heart clench painfully. The emotional response was so physical that it nearly made you sick. Joel must have noticed because he quickly reached out and settled a hand on your shoulder. “No. Not like that. She means nothing to me. She came to me wanting to get back together, harassing me about it, but I’ve made it crystal clear to her and everyone around us that I have no interest in restarting something with her. Especially now.”

“Okay…”

“The idea was…” Joel winced sheepishly. “The idea was to hire a sugar baby as a way to show her that I was serious. We were done and I was moving on.” It was ridiculous enough that from anyone’s else mouth you wouldn’t have believed them, but they had been said in Joel’s sincerity. “I know how that sounds.”

“Not good. It sounds not good.”

“I know. Everyone told me it was a bad idea. Tess, Sarah, Ellie.” You found it interesting that his daughters knew about their father’s love life to that degree. It spoke to how close they were and his stance on honesty. Joel chuckled. “Actually, the only person who agreed with me on the plan was Tommy, but I suppose that should’ve been a sign to give it up.” Your lips twitched up mildly in amusement. “But, deep down I knew it would hurt Erina, and I… I wanted to be petty.”

You shrugged, “And I’m apart of this… how? To annoy Erina?”

“No.” Joel said firmly, almost roughly. “Absolutely not. Remember the day you bought me that coffee? I said I had been meeting with some other, um, women?” You nodded and let him continue. “By time I made it to the that coffee shop, I had already half decided to give up the idea. It was obviously going poorly. I was literally just looking for someone I wouldn’t mind spending time with and I couldn’t even do that. But you were… God, meeting you felt like a breath of fresh air.” He messily ran a hand through his hair while his other continued to fidget. “You stayed on my mind and when I spotted you again…”

“I…” You tried to find the right words. The ones he would want to hear. It felt odd to give forgiveness for a misunderstanding, but you knew that’s what he was seeking. Validation. “I forgive you.” 

The relief on Joel’s face was staggering and when he held a hand out to you, you knew exactly what he was asking for. You closed the space and let him pull you into a hug. His warm, large hands enveloped you as he craddled the back of your head to hold you as closely to him as you could. You wrapped your own arms around him and lazily dragged your thumb up and down where it rested. 

You did forgive him for this. That was the truth and you meant it with your whole heart, but this entire experience was eye opening. You had fallen for Joel so dangerously fast. It made you realize that if this had been a different scenario, one of the nightmare-ish ones you imagined, it would’ve destroyed you. With the speed you were moving in, you would’ve hit the ground at a million miles per hour and shattered. You forgave Joel, but you needed to figure out a way to better guard your heart.

“I’m sorry for reaching out to a PI.”

“No. Don’t be.” Joel pulled back and the hand at the back of your head dragged forward to cup the side of your face. He sighed, “You were right. I should’ve handled this better, but I… I do appreciate you saying so.” The two of you sat in a moment of silence and for the first time since you met him that silence felt awkward. Joel must have felt it as well based on the clearing of his throat and fidgeting. “So… Are we— Are we okay?”

You nodded, “I think so.” The tension left Joel’s shoulders and you quickly stood. “I should… I should go.”

“You’re off today though, aren’t you?” Joel stood as well.

“Well, yeah, but—”

“Stay. Please.” Joel motioned back to the kitchen. “Have breakfast. I called Tommy and he’s gonna bring over your stuff.” Your eyes widened in surprise and he shrugged. “Tommy is gonna bring over your friend who has your stuff I should say.”

You hesitated, nervous after this heart to heart, but Joel held out a hand to you. Equally a peace offering and lifeline. You just weren’t sure if it was a lifeline for you or him. You set your hand in his and he gave it a small squeeze. The smile on his face was soft and open. Two words you knew not many people were able to claim as a description with him. 

Joel led you back toward the kitchen and when you turned to try and go back for your mug he stopped you. He settled you on one of the bar stools, hands lingering on your hips briefly, before going back to the living room for both your mugs. 

“You know, when I pictured you spending the night here this wasn’t quite how I thought it’d go.” Joel chuckled and grabbed a plate. You leaned on the counter and waited since you knew that plate he was making was meant for you. It took a second for his words to dawn on you. Joel pictures you spending the night in his home with him? Your face and neck warmed at the thought. It wasn’t like you hadn’t had those kinds of ideas, but hearing it from him still made your heart flutter. Even with the disaster miscommunication still lingering in your rear view mirror. “Here. Lemme know if you want anything else.” Joel set the plate in front of you and handed you a fork. After making his own plate, he pulled the barstool beside you closer and sat down. He sat sideways to face you and his knee pressed against your stool. “We could, uh, we could have a day in.”

“Hm?” You took a bite of your food.

“We’re both in pajamas and neither of us have work.”

“You don’t have work?” You asked in surprise.

Joel shook his head. “I already called Tess and told her I wasn’t coming in today. Told her I was feeling sick.”

“Did she actually believe you?” You smirked.

“No.” Joel chuckled. “She didn’t. But she also didn’t call me out on my shit, so…”

He gave you a charming smile, obviously trying to lighten the mood, and you found you appreciated it. Things weren't perfect, but for the sake of what had been you were willing to try.

[nyxoz]

I was thinking for a part 2 to the modern day Eddie x reader sexting could be she goes and hangs out with Jackson and Eddie starts sexting her knowing she's over there 👀

thank you so for your request!!! im so mind blown by the love for this fic. i hope you enjoy this part two.

Eddie Munson x Reader

Reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: Smut, Vaginal fingering, P in V sex, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Best Friends to Lovers, Modern AU, Sexting, Swearing, Jealousy, Semi-Public Sex, Unprotected Sex.

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Part One

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Eddie has been avoiding you. 

Well, at least you think he has. He hasn’t contacted you since he said goodbye the night he made you come so hard on your couch you had to lay against him to catch your breath. 

You haven’t texted or called him either but that’s not the point. He initiated it. Shouldn’t he be the one to call you? 

It’s been three days since that night, which isn’t super long but you and Eddie haven’t gone a day without talking to each other for god knows how long. It’s weird, him not being in your life. Not texting him something stupid or sending him a meme or TikTok you saw. You miss him. But you’re mad at him. 

You’re not mad about what happened. You’re mad about how he’s acting (or not acting.). You didn’t expect him to suddenly be your boyfriend or anything, but he could at least fucking text you. 

It’s Monday night when you decide to head to Benny's diner alone for dinner. 

As you enter the mostly empty diner you see none other than Jackson, sitting alone at a booth lining the window. His head pops up as the bell rings on the door and he’s smiling as he recognises you. 

You subtly sigh and smile at him. 

“Hey.” He says. 

You walk over to where he’s seated, “Hey, Jackson.” 

He looks around you like he’s expecting to see someone. 

“You eating alone?” 

You nod. 

“I’d expected Munson to be following behind you like a lost little puppy.” He laughs at his joke. You don’t laugh and he notices calming down his chuckle, “I was just kidding.” He tries to save face.  

There’s an awkward silence before he clears his throat. 

“How about you take a seat? I’ll buy you dinner.” He asks. 

You look at the empty seat across from him and then back at his smiling face. You decide, fuck it, why not? You get a free meal out of it and some okay company. 

“Suuure, but I want a milkshake too.” You bargain as you slide into the booth. 

He laughs a little, his teeth blindingly white and in full view. “Sure thing, darlin’.” 

He keeps smiling at you as you grab at the menu his fingers are fiddling with on the table. Your eyes wander over the page, trying to choose when he starts up that awkward conversation. 

“So, Friday night was, like, good.” He says. 

You snort, eyes still on the menu. “Good?” 

“Hot.” He corrects, “like so hot.” 

You finally look up at him after deciding what you want. “I’m glad.” 

He laughs, “You’re hard to read.” 

Raising a brow and tapping your fingers against the table you smirk slightly. “Am I?” 

Jackson leans back further against the booth and runs his hands through his hair. “Yeah, you really are.” 

“Alrighty! What can I get you two tonight?” A waitress interrupts your conversation. 

You look up at her and see her name tag reads Joan. You and Jackson give your orders to Joan and she grabs your menu before walking back to the counter. 

As Jackson asks how your weekend is going, headlights shine into the window as a car parks in front of the diner. You automatically turn to look at the light and as the headlights turn off you see a very familiar green van. Eddie. Of course, he’s here. 

You turn back to Jackson and pretend you’re listening to some fishing story he’s telling as you hear the bells of the front door jingle as Eddie enters. You don’t look up at the sound and keep staring head-on at Jackson. 

He says something that makes himself laugh and you don’t know quite what it was but you decide to laugh loud and reach a hand forward to touch his arm that’s resting on the tabletop. Eddie walks past just as you do and you can’t help but flick your eyes up at him. He looks at you and then down to where you’re touching Jackson. He doesn’t stop walking until he’s sitting in the booth right behind Jackson, staring directly at you. 

Jackson doesn’t seem to notice that Eddie is here, too caught up in your touch and laugh. 

“Yeah, so funny right!” He laughs with you. 

“Totally.” You smile, staring just past his shoulder into the brown eyes that are staring directly into yours. 

Eddie is smirking very subtly at you before he drops his eyes down to the menu. 

The next twenty minutes seem to go by uneventfully. You flirt shamelessly with Jackson, but manage to avoid looking at Eddie the entire time. Your food comes out and after you both finish, you decide to split the promised milkshake. 

“I gotta say, I’m more of a strawberry milkshake man myself.” Jackson says and you put two straws into the shake. 

“People are biased towards vanilla because they think it’s basic, but it’s not! It’s original and iconic. There’s nothing wrong with being vanilla.” You smile at him. 

You drop a finger in the whipped cream and bring it up to your mouth, sucking the sweetness off your finger. Your eyes meet with Eddie’s over Jackson’s shoulder. 

His eyes are dark, his pupils blown wide taking up the chocolate brown you love so much. He’s rolling his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches you intently. 

Your eyes flicker back to Jackson and he’s smiling at you softly, a sheepish look on his face. He leans down and takes a sip of the milkshake and groans as he does. 

“Okay, you’re right. This is good.” 

“See! Nothing wrong with vanilla.” You repeat before taking a sip yourself. 

Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you fish it out as Jackson takes another sip. 

Eddie 7:37pm: do that again. 

Your eyes flicker up to Eddie and he’s staring at you. You stare back for a few seconds before you look down at your phone and type out a response. 

You 7:37pm: Who’s this? 

You can be petty. 

He responds immediately. 

Eddie 7:37pm: bet it doesn’t taste as sweet as you did. 

Your cheeks warm at the thought of him licking your arousal off his own fingers and you keep your eyes down on your phone. 

You can’t think of a witty reply. So you lock your phone and keep it face up in your lap, before turning back to Jackson. 

“See any good movies lately?” You ask lamely, trying to keep the conversation flowing but too preoccupied by Eddie. 

Your phone buzzes again and you ignore it. 

“Movies?” Jackson chuckles, “Uh not really. I’ve been focusing on fixing up my truck, honestly.” 

“Oh really?” You fake interest with a smile. 

Your phone buzzes a second time and your eyes can’t help but flicker down. 

Eddie 7:38pm: have you been thinking about me? 

Eddie 7:39pm: thinking about my fingers fucking you? 

You close your eyes to compose yourself as you look back up at Jackson. He’s too interested in talking about his truck to notice you’re not paying him any attention. 

Looking down at your lap you read the flood of texts you just received. 

Eddie 7:40pm: I’ve been thinking about you.

Eddie 7:40pm: thinking about how you taste. 

Eddie 7:40pm: how you felt when you came on my fingers. 

Eddie 7:40pm: I know you’d feel fucking unbelievable coming on my cock. 

The last message has you squeezing your thighs together. The thought of Eddie’s cock inside you has been on your mind for the past three days. You’ve touched yourself thinking about it, imagining him taking you against your soft sheets, or in his trailer, van, anywhere really. 

“What’re you think?” Jackson asks. 

You look up fast and blink a few times. 

“About what colour to paint my truck? Red or black?” He clarifies. 

“Oh, uh, red?” 

“Yeah, I’m thinking that too!” He keeps rambling about the truck tyres or engine, you’re not really sure.

Eddie 7:42pm: would you let me finish inside you? I know you’re on the pill. 

Eddie 7:42pm: wanna fill you up and watch my cum drip out of you

That’s the nail in the coffin of your patience. You clear your throat and interrupt Jackson. 

“Umm, this has been fun or whatever but I actually have to go.” You say standing up. Your eyes look over quickly at Eddie who is watching you as he eats a few fries. 

“Oh? I thought we could maybe go back to mine or something.” He smiles up at you hopefully. 

You frown apologetically, “Sorry. I’ll see you later?” 

He nods, but his expression shows a tad bit of frustration like his night has now been wasted playing nice with you when he couldn’t get anything out of it. 

You ignore him and turn to walk towards the bathroom. You pass the counter, and smile at Joan as you go, pushing open the bathroom door and turning into the ladies’ room. 

As you enter the end cubicle, you pull out your phone and sit on the closed toilet, going to scroll through Eddie’s messages again. You read each one, feeling your skin warm and your stomach tighten in arousal. 

You can’t believe him. After no contact for three days, this is what you get? 

The door to the bathroom opens and shuts with a thud. You can hear heavy footsteps walking along the tiled floor, they get louder as they grow closer. You look underneath the cubicle door, seeing familiar dirty converse standing directly in front of it.

Knuckles rap against the wood in a rhythmic fashion. 

“Y/N…” Eddie drags out your name. 

You stay silent and watch his feet. 

“Little pig! Little pig! Let me in.” He sings, a soft chuckle following it. 

You stand up, your clothes rustling and echoing in the quiet bathroom. You step forward, reaching for the lock and turning it slowly. Pulling your hand back, the door opens with a creek, Eddie coming into view inch by inch. 

He stands there, looking good enough to eat. He’s wearing his usual leather jacket over a black Judas Priest shirt. His black jeans are ripped at the knees. 

He smiles brightly at you, creases forming around his mouth and his brown eyes narrowing. 

You’re both quiet for a minute, staring at each other. You feel his eyes roaming your body, goosebumps rising on your skin under his gaze. 

“Hey.” He says taking a step into the cubicle. 

You give him a look of disbelief. After three days that’s all he’s got to say to you. 

You push at his chest, “Asshole!”

He sways a little but stands tall. 

You push at him again and he grabs at your wrists as they land on his chest. 

“I know, I’m sorry.” 

“You fucking just ghosted me!” 

You struggle against his hold but give up after he shows no sign of letting go. 

“I know.” 

“Why?” You ask defeated. 

He brings your hands up to his face and presses kisses on your knuckles. “I’m sorry.” He whispers against the skin, “I got scared, I don’t know, I just freaked out.” 

“Why, though?” 

He lowers your hands so you’re holding each other down near your waists. 

“I thought maybe you didn’t want me that way.” 

You scoff, “I literally orgasmed. I wanted it!”

“Yeah, I realise that now. I thought it through.” 

“You’re still an asshole.” You smirk. 

He grins back and begins slowly stepping forward, pushing you further back into the cubicle. He lets go of your hand to reach behind him and push the door closed, twisting the lock in place.

He stands in front of you and you take one step back, your thighs hitting the edge of the toilet. 

“Maybe I can make it up to you?” He asks, titling his head slightly. 

“Maybe.” 

He crowds against you, grabbing at your waist and moving you against the wall. His face hovers above you, half an inch away, his deep chocolate eyes flickering over your face. 

“Or maybe,” you start, “maybe I can catch up with Jackson.” It’s an empty threat but Eddie’s brows frown at the thought. 

“No.” He says. His right hand comes up to grab at your chin, his thumb pulling down your bottom lip a little. “You’re mine.” 

“Yours?” You whisper. 

His thumb presses harder against your lip, pushing upwards and sliding into your mouth. 

You drop your jaw, opening your mouth a little wider. Your tongue flattens out for him to glide his thumb along it. 

“All mine.” He murmurs. 

You suck on his thumb, pressing your tongue up against it and hollowing your cheeks. 

“Fuck.” He sighs, eyes transfixed on your mouth. 

Slowly, you draw your head back, pulling your mouth off him, the squelch of the suction breaking is loud in the space between you both. 

He licks at his lips as he watches the spit glistening on his thumb. 

“Did you like my texts?” He asks. 

Your head drops back further to thud against the wall, your hair scratches against you as you nod slowly. 

“What do you think, hmm?” His hand comes up to your hair line, pushing the strands back in soft strokes. “Would you let me come inside you?” 

Your heart jumps at the question. Swallowing down the spit pooling in your mouth, you nod again. 

“Gimme your words, baby.” He says. 

“Yes.” 

“Yes, what?” 

You huff a little, “Yes, I want you to come inside me.” 

His free hand splays against your stomach, inching down to the waistline of your jeans. His skilled fingers pop your button open and push down your zipper, the pads of his fingers landing on the soft cotton of your panties. 

Slowly but surely, he works his fingers under the waistband of your underwear, trailing down the top of your cunt and pressing his middle finger in between your slit. 

You gasp as his finger circles your clit. 

He smiles at your intake of breath and slides another finger alongside the first, gliding them between your folds and lapping up your arousal. 

He circles your entrance, before pushing two fingers in. 

You squeak as he curls his fingers up, searching for the rough spot inside you that makes you clench around him. You moan out as he continues thrusting his fingers into you. 

“Eddie.” 

He leans his forehead against yours and keeps fingering you. 

“Yeah, baby?” 

“Don’t want your fingers.” 

He smiles and kisses your cheek, “No?” 

You shake your head. 

“What do you want?” 

His fingers come up to rub your clit some more and you cry out. 

“I want...” you trail off as he continues to toy with you. 

“Yes?” He asks with a smile, nosing at your cheekbone. 

“I want your cock.” 

He laughs and his warm breath hits your face. 

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.” 

He pulls his hand out from your underwear, his other hand coming down to your jeans and pushing them down your legs, along with your underwear. You toe off your shoes and slide your jeans and panties off, leaving them on the floor next to the toilet. 

You reach forward and grab at Eddie’s belt, unbuckling it and pushing his pants and boxers down over cock. It springs free, hitting his black tee and leaving a spot of precum. 

You go to grab at his cock but he grabs at your hand to stop you. 

“Wait,” he breathes out, “I wanna…” he looks over your face and then reaches up to take it in his hands, “I wanna kiss you.” 

He holds your face so softly in his calloused hands. 

You realise, in both these times you’ve been together, you’ve never kissed each other. You’ve never had your lips pressed against his or your tongue in his mouth. 

It was a line you both unknowable hadn’t tried to cross. Touching each other was one thing, but kissing felt more personal. Like it could break your friendship if it went wrong. 

You look down at his pink lips, wanting nothing more than to touch them with your own. 

“Kiss me then.” You whisper. 

He takes no time rushing forward and pressing his lips on yours. You inhale against him, breathing him in. 

His tongue licks into your mouth, massaging with yours. Your nose rubs against his cheek as you push further against him, wanting to get as close as possible. 

Eddie’s hand comes down to grab your left leg, his arm coming up underneath it to hold it up. He pulls away from your lips, pressing his forehead against yours and looking down in between you. You both catch your breath and stare down as his other hand reaches for his cock and guides it towards you. 

The head of his cock brushes against your folds, lapping your juices. Eddie’s head drops back and he groans out lowley. 

“Jesus Christ.” 

He lines up at your entrance and looks up at you quickly, watching your reaction as he slides into you. His arm holding your leg up tenses as your heat surrounds him. 

Your mouth drops open and your eyes squeeze shut as he pushes all the way in. Your breathing gets heavier as he bottoms out, his pelvis flush with yours. 

Eddie leans forward and presses a chaste kiss to your lips before pulling out slowly and pushing back in. He keeps a steady slow pace, his free hand holding your hip. 

Your leg aches from the stretch of being held up but it’s all forgotten when he starts moving faster. The echo of skin slapping each other can be heard throughout the bathroom, accompanied by your heavy breathing. 

He keeps fucking hard and fast. His hand on your waist trails down to your crotch, sliding to your clit. His fingers begin circling the nub in rhythm with his hips. 

You let out a moan, “Fuck, fuck, Eddie.” 

You feel the warmth in your core starting to unravel, getting closer to your release. 

He smiles at you and presses kisses along your jawline. 

A thud of a door can be heard in the distance and Eddie’s hips stop their movements, as he listens out for more noise. 

The door to the ladies’ bathroom opens and closes and someone walks in and enters the cubicle next to yours. The side of Eddie’s face is pressed against the side of yours, his mouth hovering over your ear. 

“Better keep quiet. Don’t wanna get caught, do ya, baby?” He whispers. 

His fingers start playing with your clit again, but his hips stay still, keeping his cock deep inside you. 

You bite your lip to prevent a moan as he keeps toying relentlessly with your swollen nub. 

You can hear the rustling in the next stall and the toilet flushes. The person very slowly makes their way out to wash their hands and it feels like forever until they finally leave the bathroom. 

You release a loud breath as the door shuts. 

“Oh my god.” 

Eddie laughs and brings a hand up to hold your hip as he starts fucking back into you. 

He continues pounding into you, his lips pressing all over your face and then landing on your lips. He licks filthily into your mouth, groaning at the taste of you. 

He pulls back slightly, breathing against your mouth. His hips show no sign of slowing down as his hand comes back down to your clit. 

“Gonna fill you up.” He says. 

You nod at his statement, your noses brushing each other. “I want it.” 

His fingers on your clit start rubbing fast and furious, his hips starting to stutter as he gets closer to his orgasm. 

Your walls tighten around him and he hisses. 

The white heat inside you grows and soon you feel it flowing over. You moan out into his mouth and he breathes it in. 

“Fuck! I’m coming, I’m coming.” You cry. 

His hips fuck you through your orgasm and he comes undone just after you. 

His come paints your insides, filling you to the brim. He moans out your name, breathing heavy against you. He keeps moving slowly inside you, milking himself dry before slumping against you, his face hiding in your neck. 

Your hand comes up to cup his head as you both try to catch your breath. 

He gently pulls out of you and you feel his come dripping out of your hole. You grimace at the loss. 

He lets down your leg, very slowly and you feel the soreness in your thigh radiate down your leg. 

You lean against the wall and watch as he pulls his jeans up. He reaches down and grabs your jeans and panties, handing them to you. 

As you slide your pants back on he kisses at your neck and face and you laugh as you awkwardly hop into your clothes. 

“Eddie.” You giggle. 

He laughs too and holds your hips. He tilts his head as he looks down at you and reaches one of his hands up to push your hair from your face. 

“You’re beautiful.” He says it almost accidentally, like he can’t keep the words from spilling out. 

You smile up at him. “So are you.” 

That makes him smile bright, his eyes creasing at the edges. 

You stand there with no shoes on in Benny’s diner’s bathroom and stare up at your best friend. 

“Back to yours?” He asks. 

You nod. “Yeah.” 

“Okay.” He says before he kisses your forehead. 

[eishxn]

—EP 2, No.

KYS [AFFECTIONATELY]

—scaramouche x male! reader

synopsis: a classical pianist who lost his passion for music, only seeing it as a bore and a pain—got the interest of a certain band member of a rising band. Kunikuzushi is already tired of his group's bullshit but now venti is adding another member—and it's his greatest academic rival too.

genre: academic rivals, social media au, band au, enemies to lovers, gay asf, slow burn, college au, modern au.

warnings: mommy and daddy issues, mentions of kys and kms jokes, ooc scaramouche, heavy swearing because come on this is scara we're talking about, depression<3, anxiety, will probably have nsfw, baby's first time making smau, use of alcohol courtesy of venti, suggestive topics, miscommunication, slight homophobia, male x male, classical musician meets rock band member kind of thing lmfao.

notes: we love an inclusive king ‼️and why do I always use up the image limit? Omfg I can't make this aesthetic enough— still trying to understand how twt works.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Oh uh... Is that history?

👀

Just a filler chapter

I can just see scara doing or making a duet of that one TikTok that goes "signs you are gay... Number one, you like boyyss. Nuh uh, Nuh uh."

Also, if tumblr messes up my layout again—if you see the pics all over the place and I didn't notice, it was tumblr who messed it up again 💀

[mayullla]

Hihi! I've been following your blog for a while, I love your 13 brothers au and haunted dolls au 💕

Ok do you know about faceless ayato 👀 it haunts my TikTok fyp (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)

What if he's in haunted doll au? Just imagine reader finding this faceless doll that her grandpa for some reason couldn't finished other than his eyes

Warnings/tags: child!fem!reader, platonic yandere, haunted dolls, obsession themes (platonic yandere), dark themes, horror themes, etc ( Continuation of this! / Genshin haunted dolls au list here )

Hmm well seeing that the doll was in a bad condition the first time you hugged it. The doll was dirty, burned, cracked and the paint a mee. With the paint smudged on its face and multiple cracks, your grandfather had no choice but to make another body when he saw how it clung to you.

He was unable to give a doll with so many cracks after all...

Your grandfather can't throw it out, many he did only lead him to a bad end. But he knew that you can move the doll's soul to another doll... so long as it wants to was the difficult part.

However, when he watched you hold it so gently he thought... that maybe it... might be a success.

The nightmares dwindled a little when the old doll was drowning in your affection he saw that there was a certain peace within the porcelain doll. He thought that if this keeps going everything would be alright. That everything will be alright in just a few more days. He watched you visit him every day just to give affection to the doll, the little thing was always looking forward to your arrival almost everyday. When the door rings at a certain time, he would notice the doll facing to the side where the doll was.

As if it already knew.

Your grandfather was so close, so close to finishing Ayato's new body, each hair so carefully placed, his clothes remade. It was just the doll's face that he wasn't finished, but having almost finished the eyes it was almost done.

So it was a shock when it was suddenly announced that you and your family would go out on a family trip. The bright smile on your face, as you told the old cracked doll that you will come back after a few weeks. You didn't see the dense heart of the doll, black and screaming.

It hurt your grandfather's ears the ringing sound of the shrieks. He grabbed it before it could do anything before it could get any louder before it grabbed you by your neck.

It was all on instinct when your grandfather threw the doll into the wall. It was sudden, a crack. Silence then as if something was released, anguish screams. The screams became louder, yellings and shouts. incoherent words your grandfather could not understand as he covered his ears while you would call out to him deaf to what was happening.

Your father, his son didn't understand what was happening, nor did your mother in her concerned voice as she called out to your grandfather.

When the sounds died down, finally died down your grandfather thought that that was the end yet when he looked to his side he saw the doll that he was the replacement doll, holding a radical core. Lying down on the table it faced towards your grandfather.

On the side, blank ink was spilled barely the hair of the doll, yet it didn't make sense how it was only the doll's face that was covered with blank ink while dead eyes stared at it.

Haunting.

Note: Lowkey found it funny that of all characters it was Ayato who got to become a creepy pasta. I didn't know about it since I didn't use Tictok till someone asked here what is up with the faceless Ayato thing. (Also thank you dear~~!!)

[spicybylerpolls]

yeah, that underage doubtful anon about minors filming spicy scenes... that just seems like another kind of byler doubt to me, except rather than being about byler getting together at all, THIS flavour of byler doubt is byler sex doubt! Hahahahaha

we dont need that at all!! byler sex is speculative and somewhat far-fetched, and even though I believe it has serious potential to show up in the show, its still the wacky cousin of the byler community who showed up with some beers and a boombox. it's so fun at spicy byler tumblr, and if we start bringing classic Byler Doubt TM in, we're just going to ruin stuff! cos sex isnt guaranteed here anyway, so why doubt it? we've only just got through the gauntlet of the underage issue, please let's just have fun now for a bit lol

also im going to add my own tangential poll to this post: for me, one of the biggest 'evidences' of spicy byler times incoming is that noah and finn (noah in particular) react in a certain kind of blushy/secretive way during press/social media that does not merely speak to me of their characters getting a simple romantic ending, or just a kiss. i can completely understand why many people don't take anything outside of the show itself as evidence, and i wish i didnt, but i just can't help it. cos shows are fiction and made to manipulate you as a viewer, whereas real people, even actors, have tells. im not claiming to know finn and noah's personal tells, but for me, as two humans, their body language does not lie!

noah especially gives off the vibes that he will have to portray something extremely giggle-worthy (and thus spicy) next season. that tiktok at penn where he almost gave spoilers? 'there's some crazy stuff, some iconic scenes in there' and his smile was GUILTY AF. yeah, crazy stuff could be a showdown with vecna or a lore reveal. but would that make him BLUSH???? and it could be *just* a masturbation fantasy scene (would love that for the narrative too), but then we also now seeing finn blushing furiously and flickering his eyes around during press like he's in an interrogation room whenever s5 is mentioned. it just screams 'two friends and coworkers who know they have to get it on on-screen' to me.

so has anyone else got finn and noah's behaviour as good evidence for spicy byler incoming?

yes all the way! though i try not to think of that and focus on byler themselves/the narrative clues

yeppers peppers and i love to see it! add it to the pile of proofs hehe!

no, everything is meaningless but the show you FOOL! (affectionate)

no, i notice their blushing but i dont think it relates to the show. maybe theyre in lurrrvvvveeeee

finn and noah are blushing a lot cos it's hot in whatever room theyre in and means nothing lmao

one day we will all die so none of it matters or makes sense and who is byler?

Please note that the purpose of this blog is not to be creepy or to make anyone uncomfortable. That's why I created the #spicy byler tag (I will tag all polls with this). If you don't want to see this blog or anything related to it on your feed, please block that tag. Not everyone is comfortable with this sorta stuff, and that's okay.

[sikoazayn]

tagged by a fave moot @little-jey !!!!

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

1. Are you named after anyone?

book character ! but i ain't saying which bc it's a rlly uncommon name, it's a mexican name tho !

2. When was the last time you cried?

uhhh i think it was this sad tiktok LMAO i cry very easily at any movies/tv shows so it makes sense

3. Do you have kids?

NO too young for that but maybe one day, kinda would just wanna be the cool uncle tho

4. What sports do you play/have played?

never rlly joined a school team bc i could never stay after school but im a big fan of football and wrestling, would play football and baseball with my dad when i was younger, was obsessed with pitching

5. Do you use sarcasm?

sure !

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

their voice probably, but if they're just passing by it's probably yheir hair ?

7. What's your eye color?

brown. just brown. none of that "it turns green in the light" shit

8. Scary movies or Happy endings

scary movies all the way i <3 horror, my fave is Creep (2014) i think everyone should watch that movie, i even made a locket similar to the one in it

9. Any talents?

im good at drawing and makeup so there's that !! + i kinda play bass. also the last post said "..........💦👀" and yk what im not deleting that

10. Where were you born?

cali !! west coast all day

11. What are your hobbies?

drawing, bass, going to the gym, playing with my cat, kandi, watching horror things, and like general interests like wwe, iasip, and fall out boy

12. Do you have any pets?

a cat !

13. How tall are you?

5'5. not proud of it

14. Favorite subject in school

between art and japanese, was good at both, same thing with chemistry

15. Dream Job?

some wrestling related shit would be cool, or tbh the more real one would be a pilot. seems cool to fly !

[hummingbird-games]

(spoilers for Adrian’s route incoming, etc, etc)

I have been putting off this particular post of ramblings because I truly don’t think I can do justice to putting my thoughts into words for Adrian. Not like the other guys. But at the end of the day these are truly for my entertainment (and God-awful memory) and I just happen to have an audience. So. No pressure. Also I’m trying not to repeat myself. Which is hard. (I love this game. I don’t know how I can make that more obvious?? But I guess I keep trying with these posts and the damn TikToks LOL) 

Adrian is just...such a sweetheart?? And I adored ANY AND EVERY SINGLE TIME we got to tease him???? Beautiful, oh my goodness. 

...Which is why when he wanted to get down and dirty in the GYM but not for workout purposes, I had the gall to be surprised!! 😂😂😂😂😂

But listen!! Anytime he went from sweet, golden retriever energy to serious, intimidating, sexy war god I was experiencing All The Emotions. Which is hilarious because we get HINTS of this throughout the first couple chapters...so I should have seen this coming (also I keep clicking the spice option, like what the heck do you think that means?? @ me) but that didn’t stop me from being dramatic and running back on here to scream into the void (check the tags if you’re interested. I had to make a proper 18+ tag and everything when I was convinced that was gonna happen due to College Craze aha 👍🏽).

Um. So, while Adrian was fighting Logan for Most Horny (sorry, I still think Logan can keep his crown and throne 👀) he was also fighting Ezra for Most Disgustingly Romantic (more evidence is needed from both sides for me for the jury to come to a conclusion)! 

Alsooooo, MC internally screaming in all caps had to be the most relatable shit I have ever seen oh my God. I couldn’t even laugh sometimes because I was like she’s like me, fr fr, with all the seriousness in the world!

Speaking of seriousness, there is a line I really enjoy that comes after the big breakup, which after doing this three times, did not get easier?? It got harder??? I sick. And I still have to do the bad ends in the new year?? I hate this. Anyhoo, the line:

“He recognized the sadness. Saw it in me and walked with me.” 

Grief is a funny thing. It’s different for everyone, and it was this year I truly noticed just how different people who have never been touched by grief walk verses those who have. And there’s a fun little cocktail of emotions that comes wrapped in the grief besides the advertised sadness, but it’s like, deeper than that. Some people are really good at hiding that sadness. And for someone else who has gone through a loss, any type of significant loss, and to see that in someone else and to not run away from it, not try and fix it, not try and belittle you for it? It’s a huge ass deal. 

HUGE. 

So obviously I cried. 

And then more events happened (seriously y’all, just play the game, even if it’s one route) and THIS LINE SMACKED ME IN THE FACE TOO:

“When I was with you I felt so happy...so happy that I worried I’d be punished for my happiness.”

Girlfriend, same. Saaaaaaaame. 

Now, in no particular order or in great detail, because I should wrap this up, here are other things I loved. 

More Grace screentime!!! We get a little of her in Ezra’s route and then we see her a lot more in Adrian’s which I loved! 

Karaoke! Super unique mechanic in the game and I need to go back and unlock all the songs. 

Any and all interactions with Amara!! I love our best friend, send tweet. 

Under the cut because I feel bad hijacking Adrian’s post, but this is a perfect place to conclude my game route ramblings overall.

I think that if I haaaaad to pick, Ezra is my favorite guy. Period. I loved him at jump, before I played the demo! And I will love this fictional man until I die. Tunnel vision?? Yes, what about it?

Logan has my favorite route...because he really was not on my radar and then he was and I feel like one day (in someone’s DMs not here lol) I will untangle why Logan’s route is a study in what romance media is missing for me and how it fucking delivered.

And Adrian? Most likely be who I’d click with in real life 🤔 

There’s so much replayability in An Everyday Love. And even if you exhaust all the available content, it’s still such a comfort piece of media.

So, if I have not convinced you to play, I have failed us both 😂💛And I will renew efforts in the future. 

[brain-go-brrrrr]

I wanna do these all at once cause ik I'm gonna forget ;-;

1. Hw - about 210lbs (95.3kg)

Sw - 186.4lbs (84.5kg)

Cw - 127.4lbs (57.8kg)

2. I'm 5'3 (160cm)

Fuckin HATE my height, can't control that but I can control my weight 😌

3. Love the ribs and thin lanky fingers

4. Biggest fear is gaining it ALL back and then some, I don't want to go back to a size xL when I'm now a small :/

5. I'm doing it for me. I originally wanted to eat healthier but most if the time I tried it didn't work and I gained. And once I started losing weight healthily, I felt powerful and could control my urges so I just kept cutting cals :)

6. I used to eat 2 bags of chips in a single sitting then have a bunch of greasy shit. I used to binge cause I had no friends so I was just filling time lol

7. Yes. Everyone in my family is CONCERNED abt how quickly I lost weight lol (about 60lbs in 5 months :/ )

8. Mostly just an hour of just dance (wii game) or 10k steps. Only cause im not as motivated anymore.

9. Mostly doctors saying I should've lost a bunch of weight as an 8 y/o lol,, but other than that, everyone ignored me when I was fatter

10. Pasta, excessive cheese, and macadamia nut cookies.

11. Don't have one ;-;

12. Cucumber, garlic hummus, tuna, low cal mayo, and pickles.

13. 👀

What do you think?

14. Ugw - 90lbs (40.8kg)

Idk? I've been losing close to 10lbs a month so maybe I'll shoot for Christmas? (Its August 2nd rn.)

15. Peskitarian. I have been for about 5-6 years? Tho I've stopped eating hot dogs and bologna and noticed I've gotten paler lol

16. I've wanted to lose weight since I was 10 lol (18 now) the beginning goal was to fit into cosplay costume pants, tho I don't cosplay anymore ;-;

17. 👁👄👁 maybe (undiagnosed as of now)

18. Pickles. 🤤🤤

19. Had to about 5 days ago, but by choice, about 2.5 months ago?

20. 500 cal max with intermittent fasting every so often lol

21. Idfk,, I wear a men's small but they're a bit big cause I only wear oversized clothes. Probably a women's small?

22. I'm at my lw :,) hope to not gain ;-;

23. Mostly just the cosplay community on tiktok only boosting the thin people who looked most like the characters :/

24. Idk i kinda just use them as tags? I mean, you shouldn't encourage someone to have an ed, but it'd be nice to have a community that knows what you're going through and can be there for you :,)

25. Never thrown up on purpose BUT I do over exercise whenever I have more than 500 cals lol

26. Death? Being smaller than my boyfriend? (I mean I already am. Hes taller and probably close to the same weight as me ;-;)

27. I have SO much food aggression. Whenever I'm around food and I have to eat, I pick apart my food and make it look unappealing

28. Idc. It'll probably just be easier to get skinny jeans lol

29. Not me! Idk,, my bf is really beautiful but beauty is subjective :)

30. Don't wanna do this part,, im done :,)

[tiny-tigers]

Ahh not to worry! I saw a few (didn't see him) but it didn't look like a proper graduation ball... 👀 there were girls in trainers?? 🥴😳

Ahh cute dogs!! Didn't know about the Papa Steward dog breeding thing! I do know they go shooting which is 🥴🥴🥴😢 (haven't seen Fred do that yet thankfully...)

You're right! Jack doesn't seem to do any big purchases (bar holidays) never noticed that! (clever x2) 😆 didn't notice the lisp either! 😅

This video thing is actually crazy now, I can't believe how long its taking! - but maybe its just something as simple as Jack not checking his work emails this summer???

You're right - the difference in dynamics is so interesting! Also I think DK and Fred (well the boys in general) are closer to George Martin than I previously thought?? Hearing how George was the one to comfort Fred after the red in Dublin, and now him and DK going on a couples holiday together - could also just be that Ralitsa and Natalie get on really well!

I knew they lived on the same estate but oooh I didn't know other Ollie was living with Fred and DK?! I know they lived together previously but had no idea he'd made the move to Wigston with them?? 🙈

I'm interested to see the new dynamics next season with the new players! Ollie Hassell-Collins and his gf seem lovely but very co-dependent so I wonder if he'll be out with the boys much! Also can't wait to see how their behaviour/play changes under a new head coach...👀

Yeah I've never understood people who do that with complete strangers and then publicise it online for everyone to see like its normal behaviour?? Yours is a fanpage, you support and highlight the boys, sexualising them just isn't necessary - can you imagine if it were the other way around? Gross 😖

It was so weird they danced while having headphones ?

Well he did some clay shooting with Jack and they surely do go hunting... I think it was one of the story that Fred deleted where all the puppies were on Fred :)) and there was the main mamma dog in a sort of coffin and red light to not be cold.

Omg you have to listen to it ??? I was with my headphones one day and at 17 min I was like AGAIN ? Because in some interviews you clearly hear it hehe and first time I heard it in interviews I was like no I imagined it but no hehehe chsschhhschhh https://youtu.be/7797ueo-Lrw for his first cap same you heart it also it is so cute. Depends on his anxiety but sometimes I only hear the lisp.

You gave me an idea and I messaged them asking them to try his other socials otherwise I will DM him on twitter at one point seriously I cannot wait until OCTOBER , should I ?

You are right about Martin , well I knew they were close with Fred but again I don't think George Martin and Jack are that close because of also how he described him as a nice guy on the guess who https://youtu.be/zP8XxPX1qQE (<- also the kid question hahahaa )

I'm not 10000000% sure but I thought Ollie moved with them ?? ?

I WANT NAILPOLISH ON JACK SO MUCH GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE

I don't want to be hypocritical, I do sometimes write some cheeky comments over HERE and sexualize them from time to time but it's a bit of my editorial line HERE because this tumblr is a bit of my safe place and my open brain where I throw it all. This being said, believe me I would NEVER voice that publicly? Like this tumblr , people choose to follow it it's not as public as Instagram or twitter could be or TIKTOK ???? Like people are so thirsty on them it is INSANE. Let's face it if I'm supposed to be a marble stone when Jack goes commando (he did it twice already) 😭you are at the WRONG address (so sorry to disappoint you but he is my godlike boy I never seen someone more beautiful)

But people thirsting on Fred and Tagging him on insta ???????DUDES

[cursestothemoon]

if you don't mind, can you do yandere!cedric diggory please? it'll be a good start for my morning 👀👍🏻

ok this is my first yandere! anything (i think?) so im pretty excited and im going ease into it (because im not sure if i completely understand the concept yet) with some good ol HCs

NO TAGS because this is a very sensitive topic so i don't feel comfortable having people notified of something they might not feel comfortable seeing

TW: physical and mental harm to others and to s/o, talks of su!c!de, manipulation, stalking, crying, guilt

ok so

when cedric likes someone i feel like he would become a lot more reserved around them

very much the cute shy act

but is also very protective

so he chooses to protect you from afar at first

he's always watching

always making sure youre ok

ced isn't the jealous type tho

he has a narcissistic streak so in his mind, why should HE be jealous???

cedric is in love with you

you are his person

his life

everything.

and he wants to be that for you

but ced is also the type to want you to think it's your idea

does that make sense?

like yeah he's doing everything in his power to make sure you are his and see him as this god sent gift

but he does it subtly

so you think youre just falling for this great guy that doesn't know how great and attentive he really is

and hes really good at this act

i feel like ced can be really manipulative too

like he won't be physically forceful

but he plays mind games like you wouldn't believe

he prides himself on the fact that he can manipulate anyone into doing anything

ok so back to you guys

i don't think you'd really notice anything off about cedric until you guys officially started dating

because now he had you

you were his

he didn't have to try so hard to put up this act of perfect guy

wAIT

W A I T

DO YOU GUYS KNOW THE TREND (is it a trend?) GOING AROUND TIKTOK WITH THE SOUND FROM THE HEATHERS MUSICAL

WITH JD SINGING MEANT TO BE YOURS

THAT

that is very much you realizing ced is kinda not all there and you freak out and lock yourself in the bathroom and hes begging you to open the door but hes also yelling at you and trying to manipulate you

there was a tiktok breaking down the different forms of manipulation in that bit, it was really interesting

anyway

i think after awhile you wouldn't warm up to the idea but like, you'd think you understand him

but also its not like you could break up with him

so this might've been your coping mechanism

ced's jealous also starts to develop more as you guys date

its not from a place of insecurity instead a place of 'how dare they think they could take her from ME' 'how dare they think they are BETTER than me'

but ced also believes he is above physical fighting...most of the time

so psychological warfare is his way of destroying the competition

and the person who he believes was flirting with you wouldn't necessarily know it was ced either

but they would know that it was a dead dove in their bed

it was bad smeared across their face in their sleep

the words 'STAY AWAY' were scratched into their arms almost as if they had used the blood quill

cedric would mess with their heads, make them afraid to turn a corner, constantly looking over the back of their shoulder

and you'd be none the wiser

because he is still beyond sweet with you

telling you how in love he is

how he'd kill himself if u left him

or how he trusts you and only you

if you act out of line i debt think he'd be big on physically harming you

but he'd make you feel guilty

and he'd talk down to you like u were a child until you were crying and sobbing out apologies because you genuinely felt bad and like you had hurt him when hes been nothing but loving and caring

dating yandere!ced will definitely fuck with your head

hes also very touchy

constantly has to have a hand around your waist

on the back of your neck

holding your hand

it has to be a possessive touch

he is .holding. you

alright thats about all ive got

as always feel free to add on :)))

also if i've got this whole yandere thing wrong please let me know

[atsubaka]

Hiiii! I have a request for the hq boys, basically it’s of a TikTok prank where you pretend they’ve got germs and you keep wiping your lips after he kisses you or when they offer you a drink you wipe the bottle of straw or something first (preferably for Sakusa, Atsumu and Tsukishima) thaaaanks

Wiping off their kiss

w timeskip! Sakusa, timeskip! Atsumu, and Tsukishima

A/N : u chose the saltiest, most dramatic boys for this scenario 🥲

Warnings: very offended bfs‼️, tsumu being dramatic as heck, tsukishima went swimming in the dead sea and came out ✨levitating✨ & clingy sakusa 🥺🥺

Atsumu

everyone knows how much of a simp atsumu is for u

u know those overly affectionate couples who are all over each other in public?

ya, that's u two 🥰

which basically makes him the PERFECT target

last night osamu sent u this tiktok to try on tsumu

it involves wiping off his kisses

and u agreed almost too quickly

u were always an accomplice when it comes to pranking your boyfriend ✋

LOYALTY WENT OUT THE WINDOW

if u get to video his reaction and post it online

osamu will give u guys free onigiri for a week

bonus: he'll throw in free dessert if u can do it infront of other people

and who were u to deny free food? 😃

so anyway... u let bokuto in on ur plan so he could video atsumu's reaction while they were on break

atsumu's starting to get sus 👀

bc you rarely come to his practices

and suddenly ur tagging along ...??

hmm mkay 🤷‍♀️

Was it bc he styled his hair differently this morning?

atsumu went w that

you suppressed a grin when the setter jogged towards u and leaned down to give u a quick peck on the lips

as planned, u wiped ur lips w the sleeve of ur hoodie

he didn't notice the first time

"my sets are in good condition today! must be cuz yer here babe," he smirked, not the least bit suspicious

"you're amazing tsum," you smiled sweetly, and the setter swore his heart skipped a beat

"i always play better when yer watching, ya know?"

You smiled teasingly and pinched his cheek

"i know"

wrapping his arms around your waist he lifted u up from ur sitting position and rested his hands on ur hips

ur arms automatically wound themselves around his neck as he leaned down and gave u a longer kiss than the previous one

needy tsumu is a perfect victim

"angel," he frowned when u pulled away too quickly for his liking

the setter was about to smother u in more kisses until u did smth that made him freeze

u took out your handkerchief and dabbed on ur lips

atsumu's like 🤨

he thought it was weird but shrugged it off like the idiot he is

but after kissing u again you adamantly wiped ur lips w ur sleeve

the setter went from 😮 to 🤯 real quick

"y/n?"

"hmm"

"yer not mad, are you?"

"of course not, tsum."

atsumu started panicking agressively

he learned from the years he's been w u that when girls say they aren't upset, they acc are

"uh, so - ... what did I do?"

"nothing, babe ☺️"

atsumu was definite he did smth wrong

he just didn't know what

"o-okay, u know I love you, right?"

u stifled ur laughter when he started stuttering, but u forced yourself to remain poised

he'll definitely whine abt this later and guilt trip u, but u didn't feel the least bit ashamed

ur bf will be thanking you when he's stuffing his face w fatty tuna at osamu's later

hesitantly, he landed a peck on ur cheek

instinctively u rubbed the spot he kissed with ur shoulder

atsumu's breath hitched-

he kissed u again, this time on ur nose

another wipe

then another kiss

wipe

x 100000 kisses later

wipe 💅

*sigh* if u get a dime for every kiss he gave u, you'd be on a yacht rn ✋

atsumu couldn't take this negelct any further

homeboy snapped 💔

"Y/N! IF YER MAD, JUST SAY SO!"

"i'm not mad-"

"YES U ARE! JUST TELL ME WHAT I DID WRONG."

why's he's so hysterical 😭😭

"tsum, calm do-"

"I AM CALM."

his face = 😡

everyone watching = 😶

might as well tell him now before he becomes even more insufferable :(

"gee, it was just a prank. no need to be so dramatic," you rolled your eyes.

"HUH?" ☹️

"say hi to osamu baby!"

and surely, bokuto was right there videoing the whole ordeal

hinata was on the floor crying while sakusa was sporting the biggest grin anyone's ever seen on him

the setter blanched

he felt betrayed 🙃

after the incident, atsumu ignored u no matter how many times u apologized

he made it really obvious that he was still upset about what happened by scoffing whenever you'd show him affection

but after stopping by osamu's and raiding his shop, u managed to get him to forgive u by being extra clingy and spoiling him w kisses <3

Tsukishima

unlike atsumu, tsukishima knew right away this was a prank

yams found out abt the tiktok hinata and kags sent u to try on ur bf, so being the loyal friend he is, yams told tsukki ✋

yamaguchi u snitch smh

but if u wanna try messing w him, two can play at that game 😌

"hey babe," u innocently smiled at him w that cheeky look on ur face that tsukishima knew all too well

he knows ur expecting a kiss, so he did the exact opposite

he ain't initiating no affection 🥱

when ur boyfriend didn't give u ur usual kiss u were like ☹️

on the outside tsukishima had his usual poker face on, but inside - he was eating this all up

how the odds stacked against u 😭😭

"w-what's up?"

"oh nothing."

u chuckled awkwardly

after that tense exchange, everything seemed to go back to normal

the banter, snarky comments, teasing and etc. were all there-

except for the fact that not ONCE had your boyfriend tried kissing u

u abandoned ur plan of pranking him ages ago when he acted all weird

but ur still unsure of what to make of this situation

"hey, tsukki."

you poked his cheek

dude didn't even look up from the homework he was working on 🥲

you sighed

"what?"

side eyeing u, the blonde almost let out a snort at the face ur making

the thought of taking this "prank" too far occured to him, but he was having too much fun getting under ur skin

he's so mean asklajslsklsf

"oh screw it." you murmured

leaning over, u closed the gap between u and kissed him

you could feel him SMIRK against ur lips

when u pulled away, he was looking at u with such a haughty expression that made u narrow ur eyes

but then he did something that had made your jaw drop

HE FRICKING WIPED HIS LIPS W HIS SLEEVE

Um- what just happened?? 😀😀😀

your boyfriend stared at u innocently while u were processing what happened

He be "🙂" while u were like "🤡"

"y/n, ur breath stinks."

man said it w such a straight face i- 💀💀

u were fuming

THE AUDACITY- !!! 😡😡

tsukishima couldn't hold it in anymore

he took out the phone he used to secretly record ur reaction and mockingly held it over ur face

"u knew all this time," u glowered at your boyfriend

"i haven't the slightest idea what you're going on about, y/n."

you scoffed

tsukki was literally ✨ levitating✨

"hmph"

crossing your arms, u turned your body away from him and faced the other way

feeling petty and low-key embarrassed

a second later, u heard a notification come from your phone

frowning at the device, u cast tsukishima a deathly glare

he tagged u on tiktok w the prank u were supposed to do on him

"tell me your girlfriend is stupid, w/o telling me your girlfriend is stupid."

and it was trending ‼️

your eye twitched

"yamaguchi, that traitor," you gritted your teeth

somewhere out there, the green haired gremlin sneezed

feeling satisfied w himself, tsukishima sighed and flicked your forehead

"u should've seen the look on your face, y/n. it looked like someone was about to cry," he teased.

although, this time he subtly pulled u closer to his body

u attempted to shove him off, but the stupid bimbo was being persistent

"if it makes u feel any better, I did feel a little bit bad."

he said in a-not-so-apologetic-voice

"yeah?" you sneered

"good for you, now we know that u actually have a conscious that actually does it's job," you chuckled sarcastically.

silence

you waited for him to jab back and insult u, but it never came

...

"you aren't actually upset about this, are you?"

the blonde spun u around to face him while u avoided eye contact

"well, telling the entire human race that I have bad breath definitely didn't lower my self-esteem."

"not like u had any to begin with."

u were THIS 🤏 close to murdering your boyfriend

"well, i am sooooo sorrryyyy oh-great-and-mighty-tsukishima-sama, not everyone can be as perfect and capable as you. especially not ME, a measly peasant who has catastrophic breath." you spat, huffing aggressively after finishing all that in one breath.

"no need to be so salty," he muttered

"insensitive and a hypocrite," you added.

tsukishima rolled his eyes

"ironic, because last time I checked, you were the one who was planning on making a fool out of me."

touché beanpolé, touché ... ✋

"but i'll forgive you," he sighed aghast

as if u were the one at fault here 🙄🙄

"let's screw homework and just watch that stupid movie u wanted to see."

"BIG HERO 6 ISN'T STUPID!"

he flicked your forehead and u pouted

glancing down at your lips, your boyfriend leaned down to give u a kiss

u averted your eyes, but made no indication of move away

but when u looked up again, u just about caught him wiping his lips again teasingly

y/n.exe//http has stopped working

Sakusa

contrary to popular belief, your boyfriend is actually very clingy

he won't do much in public except for the typical hand holding

but behind closed doors, he loves cuddling w you and getting pampered

a literal attention seeker smh 😔✋

u weren't cruel enough to do this prank on him in public, so u patiently waited for kiyoomi to return home from practice

today's been an especially rough day for sakusa, and he couldn't wait to just gather u in his arms and bask in the attention you'd give him

after all, u always were extra caring when it came to him :(

the door creaked open, alerting you of your boyfriend's arrival

"y/n! i'm home!"

you pretended not to hear him just to see his reaction

he shuffled awkwardly and frowned at your lack of reply

"Y/NNNN!!!"

pls go to him before he wakes up your neighbours 😭😭

you always greet him by the doorway when he comes home, and boy was upset u weren't there 💔

u forced down a giggle and went to assist your high maintenance boyfriend

this man literally refused to move from where he's standing, w his arms crossed over his chest and an annoyed scowl on his face until u came to attend to him

talk about spoiled smh 🙄

"omi, ur back!"

u cupped his cheeks and squished them together before he leaned his head on top of your shoulder

"why weren't u here when I came home," he muttered but wrapped his arms around your waist to pull u closer

"it was only for a few seconds, i was just preparing dinner."

sakusa took one of your hands and guided it to his head

getting the message, u began stroking his hair and playing w his curls

after a few minutes of bliss for sakusa, u gently nudged him

"omi, u should shower first."

hesitantly, he pulled away but not before placing a gently peck on your nose

scrunching your nose, u tried to smoothly rub the spot he kissed with your fist

boy narrowed his eyes and slapped your hand away from ur face 💀

"what are you doing?"

u smiled, and played the oblivious card

"my nose is itchy."

his gaze was unrelenting

after a while of assessing u, he leaned down to give your forehead a long kiss

this time, he caught your hand before it could even reach your face

his face = 😡

your face = 🥲

bby's really upset w you </3

"i'll shower later."

your eyes widened when be carried you and flopped the two of u down on the couch

his body was entangled w yours as he latched onto like a koala

"you always shower when u get home," u stated, confused.

maybe even bewildered, bc HELLO? your boyfriend always showers whenever he comes home

even if he already showered at the gym

it's like second nature to him

"why are u wiping my kisses away?"

you shifted in a more comfortable position w your boyfriend buried in your chest while you spoon him

u secretly UWU when he looked up at you w glassy eyes :(

"what do you mean?"

he held you tighter and you wondered if u were taking this prank a lite too far

"y/n, do u not like my kisses?" he mumbled against your collarbone and your heart sank at the dejection in his voice

"oh no, baby of course i love your kisses."

to support ur point, u peppered his face w sweet kisses

give an extra long one on each of his moles

exhausted kiyoomi = sensitive sad boy hours 🥺

he scoffed lightly, but snuggled closer to u anyway

"why'd u rub the parts I kissed earlier then."

u decided to just tell him to get it over w

"it was just a prank omi," u twirled a strand of curly hair on your finger while your boyfriend mulled this over

"it was that disgusting twerp, miya," he spat and you nodded.

"that's your guy, baby."

RIP ATSUMU 💀💀💀 u just used him as a scapegoat

"i've always liked the other one better..."

"me too," u agreed.

M E A N W H I L E

the miya twins both sneezed at that exact moment 🤧

naturally, your boyfriend didn't let go of u the entire night, so u were forced to sleep on the couch and suffer back pain tomorrow morning 😔

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[writingonesdreams]

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The anonymity. No pressure to post pictures and names and give your location through gps and maps and mark where you work or where you have been or what not

Most users don't use their names but made up nicknames that already tell you a lot about their preferences and blog focus!

The info you publish about yourself is totally up to you! You don't have to full any occupation and age areas or whatever

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Ideal format for writers. Discussions. Long posts. Bloggers with daily posts and blogs with the various fonts and formattings of posts for those who play with the codes want to customize their blog in their own style

But also easy to use and overview if you don't care about that stuff and just want to post things without a worry

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No limited characters like in twitter. No demanding of content type like pictures on instagram or videos on tiktok. Allows for graphics, but more text focused.

Sure the anonymity sometimes makes people act out, there is hate and trolling like anywhere else, interaction can be low if the fandom/nische isn't popular, stealing work can be a problem, it's a site known for having lots of political agenda/various oppression fighting goals, lgbtq and mental illness focus and majorly socialist/collectivist/anti-capitalistic opinions - but it also contains generally more inspired, considerate, polite, introspective, positive, cheerful, sensitive and tolerant people as result.

Anyway, I wish I had known these negatives so I could have handled them better. There are great ways to avoid topics/content/blogs you disagree with or that don't interest you, if you know it's just the people you follow and not the majority opinion/some kind of condition to stay in these spaces. You make your own space, there is no obligation whatsoever to follow people or to be followed and liked by everyone. You are anonymous, you curate your own experience, you make the content you feel like making (don't let anybody tell you otherwise! You don't own anybody anything).

[nightswithkookmin]

Hi Goldy, hope you are doing well. I just want to ask, what do you think is happening with JK and JM? Jikookers have noticed that since JM's birthday, verified accounts have greeted him with Jikook's pictures and 3 days ago, during the 4th anniversary of GCFT, Universal Music Philippines posted on tiktok and twitter a jikook edit with Troy Sivan's Angel Baby as BGM. it's very suspicious even if UMG will be BTS's US distributor come Dec 1. do they know something? 👀

The accounts that posted Jikook on JMs birthday was sus as fuck not gonna lie

Couldn't tell you if they were just being dumb and reckless or calculatively supportive and sending out subliminal messages of love, encouragement and again support for Jikook

It's embarrassing to say out loud but i wept that day when Jimin brought JK to his vlive on his birthday☺

I think a lot of people are well aware how much Kook means to JM and with all the abundance of speculations on their relationship I think it would be insensitive for anyone to not keep an open mind and hold space if they are real- which I think they are- that they will make them feel loved and accepted by their fans.

I'm uncomfortable when some shippers outrightly dismiss them and bully their shippers just for celebrating whatever it is that is between them.

So what if it turns out shippers were right all along hm? What then? I think people should learn to entertain the possibility of it being real and check their anti homosexual attitudes within the fandom.

If there is a queer member of BTS- and there absolutely is- I think it falls on us to make them feel as accepted and loved as much as possible. Idols who've come out as queer and do have the support of their fans are thriving- relatively speaking.

All these anti gay behaviors anti shippers and the fake wokes exhibit honestly is very harmful and disturbing in the grand scheme of things.

These accounts may just be Jokers. There are human beings behind those accounts after all.

Some of course might just be clout chasers who think associating with a ship will boast their analytics. There are similar brands who'v posted Taekook and shown their support for their ship in recent times too.

It might mean something it might mean nothing at all.

Plus this isn't exactly new in the fandom.

Personally I hate that neither bts, staff, or any of these blue nike birds are saying Jikook's official ship name with chest. I roll my eyes whenever I see Jm & JK.

JiminiewaJungkookie. It's cute but you know... respect the ship thank you.

They skirt around the tag Jikook as if to distance themselves from shippers and that my friends is how them finna catch an ass whooping from me.

If they know something, I don't think it's their place as media outlets to say anything much less to hint at it. They can hop on their personal accounts and talk their shit but from official company channels????

Pls don't don't make me more delulu than I already am😭

There's only so much of my sanity I'm willing to gamble with.

If he knows all these people are seeing right through him we are fortunate he shows up online at all. He's gonna be blushing for a while. Lmho.

The UM Philippines account claims it serves Tea of '"favorite artists" and I think I saw a comment or two about Justin B. and his wife... 💀

That troye Sivan edited to Jikook post has a link that leads to a sales page.

And I don't know if GQ posting Jikook is a special case in this instance because they do post photos of BTS as they do cover them in their magazines and shit and I don't recall correctly but I think that picture they posted was already in their archives...

Yup they did. The tagged their archives in that birthday post. Don't know if it was a case of that was the best photo they had of him or whether they didn't have a recent solo photo of his.

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On RMs birthday they posted this... i don't think it means they believe Joonsope are in a polyamory. It's either sheer laziness on their part or a case of the best shot we could find. I personally wouldn't read too much into it but go off i won't stop you😏

Sometimes it's also a case of they are looking for a specific genre of photo but it so happens that the high quality ones have JK in it.

Some people like to post goofymin photos on his birthday and a lot of his goofy photos are with JK. It would be weird if they just cropped them out ya know? We would have dead them to be honest. Jikook are dorks and just plain silly sometimes. Lol.

The gcf anniv and all that could be just coincidence... or like i said, it might all have been a calculated move too. We would never know.

I love it though. It doesn't do anything to my delusions about them but I love it🤣

I love a lover hate a hater. As long as they are not hating on Jikook what's the harm?

*dramatically disappears into thin air. Puff.

GOLDY

[destinyc1020]

That info about JE and his schools was always out there but because the people who know about it are from one location it was always pushed aside. I happened to stumble across one of the tiktoks another anon was talking about and I noticed it was never tagged with Z, Euphoria or JE but just fyp and the comments were filled with people from the school she visited detailing how shit the boys were there and some even having exes who were friends with him and writing him off as bad news.

Oh wowwww.... 👀

[greatfay]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

she’s so cute!!! 😍

53 notes • Posted 2021-11-22 18:11:38 GMT

#4

Artemis Fowl deserves a proper adaptation in the style of The Umbrella Academy but more age-appropriate, like imagine that cinematography and pop-culturally ambiguous costuming and set design, music choices, and quirky humor. It’s one of those books that’s already pretty odd and funny and smart and the protagonist is a pretentious, scheming, 12-year-old criminal mastermind and you’ve just got to play it straight with a teaspoon of camp. And maybe this time not race-bend the brown elf girl into a white girl and not make the loyal-to-the-death bodyguard named Butler black.

73 notes • Posted 2021-11-29 02:38:21 GMT

#3

//SHINSŌ HITOSHI//

89 notes • Posted 2021-04-13 05:14:53 GMT

#2

the difference between Artemis Fowl and Light Yagami is what happens when your dad runs the criminal underworld vs when your dad is a fucking cop

141 notes • Posted 2021-11-30 20:48:38 GMT

#1

Ranking Stormlight protagonists by their honesty/secrets

Dalinar: what’s a secret lol? Day 1 he’s like “oi’m havin visions!!” and day 156 he’s like “publish that shit” and day 200 he’s like “let’s be 10000% transparent with the world’s leaders to earn their trust” like this man is so earnest his only secrets are the one a god deleted from his own mind, kudos to his only deception with Amaran in WoR

Navani: a true scientist, she’s like “ok let’s keep this hush hush until we can replicate the experiment in a controlled environment we don’t want to spread false information” and then she publishes shit in academic journals! Navani was like yes I’m fucking Dalinar, yes I’m girlboss, and what about it? King and Queen of No Secrets, love these two.

Jasnah: should theoretically be the most secretive person in the main cast and yet halfway through WoK she’s like lol watch me turn these rapists into flame, smoke, and crystal in public, also an out and proud lesbian atheist, publishes her theories and research instead of hoarding it—would keep more secrets if her flair for dramatic didn’t compel her to grand reveals and entrances.

Moash: “I’m moody and have a dark past don’t FUCKIN ask me about it—by the way here’s exactly where these three lighteyes in particular got me fucked up.” Moash saw Kaladin bathing in the stormmoonlight and said unnff 😩 I’m an open book zaddyyy. Literally exposes a shadow group’s coup attempt after one drink. Can’t even keep secrets from himself or throw away his Bridge Four patch. Gloomspren form around his head in the shape of MCR band members.

Shallan: secrets wrapped in secrets wrapped in secrets. This girl has so many different personas she’s like a 2014 tumblr kinnie. Ranked lower than others because she’s often so frazzled you can seeeeee the secrets leeching out, and she at least tells people important things when she gets to the bottom of something. Actually half the secrets she keeps are out of guilt of being discovered. Could really use therapy and perhaps a quarter pounder with the Mac sauce.

Kaladin: how did Kaladin, Mr. Honorable-Bound-To-An-Honorspren end up this far down the list? Because despite his zero gravity powers, he’s dense as the fucking moon. Hey Kaladin you noticed something weird, like Shallan’s illusions can’t cover your scar? Maybe tell someone? No? Okay! This man doesn’t tell anyone anything even when it would’ve made things easier, he just has no filter for “this might be important” because what’s important to him involves his spear. Still hasn’t shared his Tragic Backstory with more than 1 person (and 1 spren—but only because she was sort of there.)

Adolin: King of Secrets. Bicon. Fashionista. Maxxinista. Got his nipples pierced at Claire’s. Adolin was like “lol I fucking murdered this guy” except no he never said that because he didn’t tell a fucking soul and just rode that wave until it fizzled out. Don’t feel bad, baby, your father slaughtered thousands, including his own men, and half-orphaned you! What’s one greasy Big Bitch Energy snake over the Blackthorn’s mass graves?

421 notes • Posted 2021-03-07 17:26:12 GMT

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