#bf line

[ssamja-trash]

okay dude 🫠

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.

[krowbby]

Vlad looked imploringly at Agnes, and reached out to her.

'You wouldn't let them kill me, would you? You wouldn't let them do this to me? We could have... we might... you wouldn't, would you?'

The crowd hesitated. This sounded like an important plea. A hundred pairs of eyes stared at Agnes.

She took his hand. I suppose we could work on him, said Perdita. But Agnes thought about Escrow, and the queues, and the children playing while they waited, and how evil might come animal sharp in the night, or greyly by day on a list...

'Vlad,' she said gently, looking deep into his eyes, 'I'd even hold their coats.'

granny weatherwax was such a buzzkill for not letting her tear him apart <\3

[jkvjimin]

you're my beginning and my end, that is all my meeting and my farewell

for @raplinenthusiasts 💚

[classicsonic]

chilchuck attack

[ruushes]

apropos of nothing. no follow-up dialogue options. why did he say that

[gyusbambi]

towels; choi beomgyu

genre: beomgyu x reader, fluff, tiny angst, this is kinda like a part 2 / epilogue to band-aids

”beomgyu?“

there he stands on your doorstep, his clothes all drenched from the heavy rain. his wet hair stuck on his forehead as he looks through them. instantly his round brown eyes meet your teary ones, which he doesn‘t notice at first. instead beomgyu just smiles happily, the rosiness visible on his cheeks.

”what are you doing here?“

your tone is filled with worry when you see him slightly shivering from the cold rain. too shocked and surprised by his sudden appearance at your house, you keep staring at beomgyu instead of telling him to come inside.

soon your head fills with questions, making you forget about your upsetting situation before beomgyu arrived. what caused him to come to your house when he was having a busy day? did beomgyu actually walk all the way here in the rain, without an umbrella?

”you sounded off when we were texting.“

you‘re lost for words and your mind goes blank. soon you feel your heart soften and you want to let out all of what you‘ve been keeping inside today. beomgyu‘s answer is so short and simple and it still makes you feel so loved.

thankfully, you‘re able to pull yourself together instead of breaking out in tears in front of him. rapidly, you reach out for the sleeve of his zipper hoodie. as soon as you grab it, you pull him inside before closing the door behind him. surprised by your sudden movements, beomgyu smiles even more when you take his zipper hoodie off of him, leaving him in a simple white t-shirt.

”you‘re stupid. why would you do that?“, you hit his shoulder as he lets out a chuckle.

”to see my pretty girlfriend.“

”you‘re gonna get sick now.“ when beomgyu finally spots the worried frown on your face, he also notices the redness in your eyes. and he‘s thankful that he came to you. he knew something was off.

it‘s true that he was having a busy day, helping his brother moving houses. the whole time beomgyu kept checking his phone, waiting for your texts. soon his brother got annoyed by beomgyu not paying attention instead of helping him carry the boxes. however, beomgyu was quick to notice that something wasn‘t right with you. soon he got too worried by your short and cold responses, which made him run off to your house. it happened to start raining heavily when beomgyu had only left.

instead of asking you what‘s wrong, he decides to lighten up your mood a little.

”lovesick, yes.“ he grabs his chest with a fake painful face, which causes you to let out a small laugh. after hearing it, beomgyu feels a lot more relieved.

soon you drag beomgyu to your bathroom to dry his wet hair with a towel. as you do so, he looks up through his hair, admiring your concentrated face. a little smile appears on his lips when he thinks of how you always take good care of him. it doesn‘t take you long to notice his lovingly stare. when your focused eyes meet his admiring ones, you can‘t help but blush and look away quickly.

although beomgyu finds your shyness adorable, he wants to look into your beautiful eyes for longer than just a second. therefore he stands up suddenly, causing you to stumble back a little. his hands quickly grab your waist, pulling you closer to his body.

surprised by the sudden closeness, you forget how to breathe for a second. next you feel your cheeks glow and turn into a darker shade of red. when you look at beomgyu, you notice that the slight rosiness is still apparent on his cheeks.

although beomgyu and you have been dating for a month now, you still get nervous from his touch. every time he looks at you for a little longer than you expect, you start multifunctioning. whenever he grabs your hand you feel it get warm and sweaty. and when he would pull you in for a kiss… you swear your heart felt like exploding out of your chest.

of course beomgyu is aware of the effect he has on you. that‘s why he decides to purposely tease you about it.

”you‘re not gonna dry my hair?“

”oh… yeah. i‘m doing that, gyu.“

you thank yourself for not stuttering like an absolute idiot, as you raise your arms to continue drying your boyfriends hair with the towel in your hands.

but it doesn‘t end here. next thing you know he leans in a little, his eyes focused on your shy ones.

“hm?“

”nothing. i‘m just looking at your pretty face.“

”s-shut up.“

”you know i can‘t shut up, y/n.“

you laugh at his statement before you ask the question you‘ve been wanting to ask since you saw him on your doorstep.

”you really came all the way here?“

”of course! why wouldn‘t i?“

”because you were busy… and also it‘s raining really heavily.“

”i‘m never busy when it comes to you. i‘m always here with you, silly.“

sometimes you don‘t know if you deserve someone like beomgyu. someone who loves you endlessly. all this time, he‘s always been by your side no matter what. whenever you‘re going through the worst day ever, his appearance makes you forget about it all. ever since the beginning, both of you can understand and feel each other without talking much. like today, when beomgyu didn‘t fail to notice that you weren‘t feeling good, although you didn‘t tell him a single thing about your day.

you try to fight back the tears, not because you‘re embarrassed of beomgyu but because you wan‘t to explain it all to him without your voice breaking constantly. beomgyu encourages you instantly by taking your hands into his and brushing his thumb over the back of your hands.

”what‘s wrong, love?“

“my parents-”

beomgyu knows how your parents‘ constant arguing made you feel anxious and overwhelmed, both of them complaining to you about the other. therefore he holds your hands even stronger, as you continue explaining everything from today.

”and on top of that this stupid exam is coming up and i barely had time to study for it. oh and you know what else? y/f/n ditched me today for her other friend. and-”

suddenly talking about your miserable day turns into talking about all the annoying things that happened to you this month. however, beomgyu keeps listening, his eyes focused on your expressions. in fact, he‘s glad you‘re telling him everything and he can‘t wait to make you forget about all of that by bringing back your joy.

when you‘re done he pulls you into a big hug his hands patting your back, as you wrap your arms around his neck and rest your forehead on his chest. it doesn‘t take beomgyu long to make you feel better with comforting words. besides that he keeps making stupid jokes here and there making you laugh loudly. satisfied by your laugh, he smiles happily when he feels you hit his chest playfully.

”…and about that exam, just don‘t go to school tomorrow.“

“what?“

”if you say you‘re sick you can retake it right?“

”yes but i‘m not even sick.“

as soon as a smug grin forms on beomgyu‘s face, you know you‘re doomed. he looks at you with raised eyebrows and starts pulling you out of the bathroom.

”not yet.“

”no, beomgyu, wait.“

next thing you know, you find yourself in front of your house, running in the rain. you didn‘t expect beomgyu to actually force you out and stand under the rain with him.

as shocked as you are, you start laughing as you see him laughing like a maniac, taking your hand to jump in puddles. beomgyu and you continue to mess around under the rain, laughters filling the empty streets.

when he notices you shivering, he quickly pulls you into his arms.

”oh no! y/n got sick!“, he gasps jokingly which only makes you smile and look at him, deep in thoughts.

even on rainy days there’s happiness. as long as you have beomgyu on your side.

[saerins]

hii aerii!! hruu?

thoughts on yn trying pickup lines on sae? IS YN’s RIZZ EVEN GETTING THROUGH TT

zen hi !! i’m okay , been better but all’s good ^_^ also , thanks to you i’m having sae brainrot again and all is well 🫣 enjoy my brainrot through these:

-> when yn tries pick up lines on sae:

but oh god pleaseeee , assuming yn and sae aren’t together , he 100% leaves her on read 😭😭 otherwise he blocks </3 if he kinda likes her he’ll be nice and respond with a “👍🏼” IEOWLWWKA

[ssamja-trash]

[woncoyo]

☁️⠀࣭⠀𝗋𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖾

pairing: bf!heeseung + gn!reader genres: fluff. warnings: kissing (?) word count: 402. the one where you're having a bad day but at least you have your boyfriend.

author's note: if this story seems familiar to you, it's likely because you came across it on my old blog (chacottone). i'm reposting it with a few changes, as my writing has evolved since its initial publication.

The sun went down, but the orange that you dearly love failed to paint the sky as it should have been due to all the surrounding clouds overhead. Yet, despite this atmospheric intervention, your time with your boyfriend, heeseung, remained pleasant.

"It's so peaceful here." you remark, spotting the river landscape. The big city is visible beyond the vast water divide, and you focus on how tiny the buildings are from that distance. It is early evening─not so dusky to the point you lose track of what is around you, but it is also not as bright as before. You and heeseung are sitting in the back of his truck; only two bags of snacks and two zero cokes serving as supplements.

For the first time in days, a wave of contentment washes over you, albeit you weren't sure why you felt so miserable. Nestling your head against your boyfriend's shoulder, you revel in the simple pleasure of his arm encircling your neck.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," heeseung says. You wouldn't hear him if it weren't so quiet. "Sadly, though, we need to go. It's getting late, and i'm worried we might run into some predators." He adds with a smile, "or maybe the mosquitoes will get us first."

"Okay," you pout, tilting your head upward until you gently collide with the curve of heeseung's neck. His cologne fills you with a delightful sensation, prompting a grin to grace your lips as you inch closer, brushing the tip of your nose against his skin. "You smell wonderful."

Heeseung chuckles. "don't try to change my mind with those compliments," he turns his face away. "it won't work."

"So sweet," you look for more contact. "Like cherries."

He rolls his eyes, attempting to resist your touch, but a gentle kiss on his neck is all it takes for him to melt into your embrace. Heeseung meets your lips, surrendering completely to your tenderness. And as you lean in for a deeper kiss, he uses the arm wrapped around you to draw you closer.

Your free hand seeks out the warmth of heeseung's palm, finding reassurance as he intertwines his fingers with yours, never once breaking contact. Yet, your lungs ache for air, forcing you to reluctantly withdraw. "So, five more minutes?" A satisfied smile spreading across your face.

"As much time as you want." He says breathlessly, reaching for your lips again.

© woncoyo.

[potatofu-art]

Oh the pain, oh the suffering I am going through

[dragondawdles]

leif is doing his best

(tube link with subtitles under the cut:)

[yuri-is-online]

Manipulating the Buyers (Rollo Flamm x Yuu)

Intro

notes: they/them used for Yuu, pre-established relationship, Rollo is downbad horrendous and a freak. Not related to my previous Rollo fic, GloMas suggested but not explicitly mentioned; introducing the boyfriend to the family (Crewel) and watching him get hazed by the older brothers (Leona and Vil), and persists in enjoying domestic fluff despite the horrors (magic). More fic can be found on my masterlist here.

"ENOUGH." Crewel shouts loud enough to silence your upperclassmen and send you halfway out of your skin. "Yuu and Grim are being kind enough to let you use there space even after the Headmage was rude enough to refuse to ask them for it. I'm sure all of you are more than competent enough of doing your tasks on your own."

"Won't the prefect be a bit bored if they have to just stand around and just watch?" Asks Trey, completely aware of your ability to entertain yourself. You should be annoyed, but your attention is firmly captured by the buzz of your phone in your uniform pocket.

"Grim and I can take tickets." You smile as the familiar contact asks if you are out of classes yet, and available to talk.

[you] something came up sorry ….. ( 〃．．)ﾉ [you] nothing bad! i'll text you when it's over ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

"Oh that would be so cute!" Cater cheers immediately turning towards an equally as excited Idia. "We should totally dress him up, oh do you want to be samsies Yuu? Or should we make your outfit unique?"

[my flamme] Good to hear that there's nothing wrong. Please take your time, I suspect your "something" might be related to something I want to talk to you about. [my flamme] Also nothing bad.

"Hmmm I don't mind leaving that up to you guys!" You tuck your phone against your chest and try to to appear too eager to get away. Vil's raised eyebrow suggests he doesn't completely believe you. "I mean, you guys have a theme you're going with right? If you really want me to pick stuff out I'll need guidelines."

"There won't be any need for that," you're really glad Epel isn't here right now to get any schadenfreude from Vil's strict smile being aimed at someone who isn't him "why we can just decide on your outfit right now can't we? Your classes are over for the day so you have no where to go. Isn't that right?"

~~~~

"And then he made me try on every single suit Crewel owns." Your voice is muffled by your pillows in a position Rollo thinks looks comfortable, but prevents him from fully seeing your face. Thankfully you have mercy on him and turn towards him, adjusting your phone with a smile that makes his heart flutter slowly away from his previous aggravations towards something practically domestic. "And didn't pick out a single one! Can you believe it, I haven't told anyone anything but I swear he knows. Vil's worse than Rook sometimes I swear."

"Did you like any of them?" He's wondered about what you would look like in things other than the uniform Crowley provided you, (ashamedly Noble Bell's uniform had been at the forefront of his mind) the worn gym clothes you used as pajamas didn't give him much insight into your personal sense of style. You close your eyes in thought and Rollo moves you closer to his chest, he wishes he was as relaxed with this as you. He wished he had the strength to lay with his phone next to him in his bed and pretend you were there with him, but even sitting next to the fireplace in the Student Council Room is almost too much for him.

"They were a bit stuffy. And stupid formal." You sound so tired, Rollo almost feels bad for keeping you awake.

"I bet they looked nice."

"Yeah Vil didn't let me take any pictures sorry." Rollo almost chokes at the implication of his asking and you laugh as he coughs and decides to change the subject.

"Oh that's fine." He had been so caught up in asking about your day he had almost forgotten what it was he wanted to speak with you about. That should annoy him, this maddening peace you inspire in him is dangerous, he is at risk of being well and truly content with his place in the world. "I'll get a chance to see anyway." He is rewarded for his patience with a smile so radiant he loses his ability to breath.

"You're coming to the Culture Fair?" You sound so excited.

"Your Headmage specifically invited our student council." Rollo had technically known about this for months, he had suspected that would prove longer than you had known about it but for you to have just learned today angered him intensely. Worry knits its way across your face and that anger softens, he thinks he knows you well enough to make some assumptions. "You don't need to worry about leaving your duties to spend time with me, I fully intended to plan things around your schedule." He whispers softly and you relax slightly. "I'm more than capable of entertaining myself when you aren't around."

"That's not really what I'm worried about..." It was certainly part of it though. The thought of having your boyfriend come all the way from the Shaftlands to Sage's Island and not getting to see him once drove you mad and you didn't have nearly the same amount of faith in Crowley's scheduling that Rollo seems to. "I don't want to have to break up any fights."

"...allow me to rephrase my statement, I am more than capable of behaving myself." Rollo says firmly, and you sigh to yourself. It's not him you are worried about, at least not primarily. No matter how reasonable he thinks he is, Rollo is just as capable of being problematic as your classmates. "And as nice as I'm sure Night Raven College is-" It's a school filled with mages so he doubts it is all that nice, but it's the only home you have known here and Rollo has no desire to be impolite. "I would like to spend some time with you alone and I could see that being... difficult on campus." He isn't wrong.

"Do you know where you're staying? I haven't spent a ton of time off campus so I won't be the best tour guide." You move towards your desk to jot down what Rollo has to say and feel yourself warm when you see his affectionate smile.

"That's fine. I've been thinking about how nice it would be to explore a new place with you. And now I get to do it much sooner that I expected." How this man doesn't think he's romantic is beyond you.

~~~~

Craneport is nothing like the City of Flowers but Rollo thinks it has a certain charm to it. For a city so close to a school for mages there are a lot of normal people here, different in attitude than his home but still charming; Rollo likes it here. Exploring this place with you will be worth it, all he has to do is make through today.

"Ah! Mr. Flamm! So good of you to have accepted my most generous invitation-" The headmage badgers on as Rollo takes a deep breath of his handkerchief, the man is somehow more insufferable in person than over the phone or through your stories, a truly impressive feat if nothing else. Rollo barely manages to extract himself from the Headmage's blubbering to explore the cultural fair. It isn't... unimpressive he supposes. There is a disgusting amount of magic on display, but he manages to find small shows of genuine craftsmanship too. He finds himself pleasantly surprised at the student Cafe, the school's botanical gardens provide a feel unlike the cafe's back at home and provide a pleasant degree of privacy from the rest of the school. The snacks on offer are different too, there are no croissants or cheeses, instead the students are offering different types of cake and a few buns. You did say you were only taking tickets, surely your professors wouldn't mind if you took a brief break to eat something? Or maybe they would allow him to bring something to you, he forgets if you mentioned anything about whether or not you had explained who he was to anyone other than Trein. Not that he's nervous about speaking to any of your other professors, he's certain he can make a good argument to any mage for why-

"Roi du Mouchior!" It's all Rollo can do to not snatch up his handkerchief and give Hunt the satisfaction of seeing him live up to that abominable nickname, opting instead to press his nails into his palm. "How splendid! I had wondered if we would see you here, our prefect's improved mood makes much more sense now, no?" The irritating git turns towards a tall, well presented man who is making a great deal of use of the extra height his heels give to look down in judgement on Rollo with in a keen appraisal that would cause lesser men to keel.

"Oh?" The voice, not the appearance is what triggers Rollo's memory, he can't say he doesn't know who Vil Schoenheit is, he's not wholly unaware of current cultural trends, and he remembers your anecdotes that suggest friendship, he just wasn't expecting to actually meet the man. He hadn't really wanted to meet with anyone other than you. "I was aware Yuu was looking forward to something... but I was under the impression it was exciting and not antique."

"... I don't believe we have been introduced." Rollo does take a breath of his kerchief's potpourri at that comment, Hunt is already abominably difficult to read, but he doesn't suppose he had told Schoenheit the truth, not when Draconia had been the one to suggest the cover up. There were more clever ways to call someone an attempted murderer anyway and he supposes that comment was likely aimed at his uniform. "I am Rollo Flamme, the Noble Bell College Student Council President. I am also Yuu's partner." Schoenheit raises an eyebrow.

"I see." He says. "Vil Schoenheit, Dorm Leader of Pomefiore among other things." And that is all as Vil excuses himself and Rook back towards where Rollo doesn't know but supposes he will soon enough. Briefly, shamefully, his heart stutters as he thinks over the interaction. He hasn't been... forthcoming about your relationship with his peers, it simply is none of their business, but he never said anything to discourage you from doing so. But he also hadn't asked if you had... or wanted to do so, Rollo certainly hopes he hasn't crossed a line even if he finds himself strangely exhilarated to stand and just be honest about how he feels. His eyes dart back to the display before him as softer thoughts soothe the flames of disgust.

Shortcake is always a safe bet he thinks. These ones are exceptionally portable and come in convenient pairs.

~~~~

"Thanks for coming, please enjoy the show!" You give your best scary monster claws alongside Grim and smile wide as the guests giggle at your cuteness and shuffle along to their doom, holding the pose till they leave and letting it collapse in a sigh of relief.

"Man this is annoyin'." Huffs Grim. "Why do ya think they keep squealing whenever I hit em with my monster moves?! s' not like I'm cute, I'm really scary!"

"It's a real mystery." You say with the cadence of someone really pushing for that Oscar nomination. Only to be interrupted someone with the tact of an oncoming freight train.

"It's cause it's not good." Leona slams himself into your chair before you can sit back down, blatantly ignoring both your and Grim protests in favor of continuing to insult your companion. "No one in their right name would be afraid of a puff ball."

"I ain't a puffball!" Puffs Grim. "And you're supposed to be in the Grave Yard! Whatdya think Vil is gonna say if he finds out you're here!" Leona shrugs.

"Probably something about how ugly Yuu's boyfriend is." Leona's signature smug smile comes out as soon as he sees the tell tale signs of your embarrassment fluttering through your body language. "Oh? Here I thought he was joking, don't tell me some bullshit about how you think he's attractive everyone says that."

"But I do?" You protest on instinct noticing much too late the sound of approaching footsteps behind you and simply choose bringing consequences you simply choose not to turn around and face. "I'm not going to say I don't I like him!"

"I'm more concerned you didn't say anything at all." A very not mad just disappointed and this is so much worse looking Crewel stands, fiddling with his riding crop in a way that makes you break just a bit of a sweat. "Was there a specific reason you didn't think to mention you had a boyfriend?" You didn't think Crewel's voice could crack and yet here it is in full view of you (who is terrified) and Leona (having the time of his life.)

"Yuu didn't think it was none of your business." Huffs Grim, sealing your fate somewhere six feet under. "I mean whatdya gonna do? Nothin good!"

"What I mean is-" you try.

"Nah I think it's pretty clear what ya mean." Cackles Leona. "I'm impressed, didn't think ya had it in you to hide something this big." Of all the times for the big cat to decide to have a bit of energy, why's he wasting it on teasing you? "Would have assumed you'd wanna blabber your little feelings all over the place."

"I would have hoped," it might just be you but Crewel sounds almost... sad, it's making you feel sort of bad "that you felt comfortable enough to talk about your feelings. With someone anyway."

"I mentioned it to Ace and Deuce." You say quietly and a little of his typical confidence returns to Crewel.

"Good." He says without a hint of irony. "So long as someone is there for you in case something goes wrong." You wonder if it would be wise to mention that to your friends or if it would make them too insufferable.

"You hear that?" Leona smiles. "You're on notice herbivore." A cough makes you realize he wasn't talking to you

Rollo says nothing, a little box you recognize as being from the Science Club's pop up cafe. What you do not recognize is your boyfriend, he isn't wearing his Noble Bell Uniform, though you think you recognize a similar style to the button up underneath his sweater, his giant uniform hat is missing too. He ignores Leona and simply gives you a reassuring smile before turning to Crewel with the more familiar serious look on his face.

"I'm sorry for causing worry, Yuu speaks very highly of you and I would never encourage them to keep a secret from you." His smooth manner of speaking bores Leona, but doesn't fully impress Crewel.

"I am glad to hear that." He says in complete monotone.

"You here to visit your other herbivore?" Leona asks, still here and not in his place for some reason. "We're using Ramshackle Dorm so sorry you aren't gonna get to be alone." Your search for a suitably blunt object to smack him with is interrupted by Rollo asking a very simple question.

"That's your dorm?" Everything stops. You swear you can hear the screams and faint music from the inside as Leona, Crewel, and even Grim seem to have forgotten how to breathe. Rollo's eyes narrow on the shape of the house, scanning the windows and dipping into the carved stone accents with a severity you think could scorch, yet not once does he move to settle himself or take a deep breath. "It has a certain charm to it I suppose... those tombstones are a very impressive bit of prop work."

"Um do you mind if I take my break now?" You don't wait for an answer and seize Rollo's hand and Grim's paw and book it for the hills behind Ramshackle.

~~~~

"Just so we're clear I still intend to take you on a proper date while I'm here." Rollo sits stiff, not wanting to put the brunt of his back against the trees around you but still clearly enjoying the quiet. "And I do want to see the inside of your dorm... preferably after hours." You wiggle your eyebrows at him and he boops your nose affectionately, surprisingly non pulsed at your silent suggestions. "I have no real interest in gauging the special effects skills of your magical classmates, I am interested in where they are trying to house you."

"I mean I think it's nice?" You certainly like the vibe of it, and the ghosts take good care of you where they can.

"It could be better I guess." Grim sounds happy as he says that, probably because Rollo remembered to bring him food as well (even if he had claimed it was just to shut him up.) "But it's ours y'know? I get to set all the rules and we get to pick the decor! None of the other guys get to do that."

"Would you decorate your house like your dorm?" Rollo reaches out for your hand and pulls you closer, finally leaning back against the tree content with how you lean onto his shoulder. "Hopefully without the tombstones in the yard... assuming they are as real as your reactions suggests."

"I don't know..." Both the answer to that question and the reasons for the grave in your current front yard. "W-why do you ask?"

"For now? I just want to know what sort of things you like because I enjoy hearing about them." And yet Rollo says no more, taking out his phone and moving the conversation to Craneport and the various shops he saw on his way to the school. For now it's an easy enough phrase to ignore, but then Rollo has always been one for implications. For the future, he wants to know what sort of place you would want to buy. He thinks it would be nice to leave the decision to you.

Taglist: @nothingfuninthislife

[wanoboywednesday]

luffy when judge tried to talk shit about sanji one last time as they were leaving whole cake island

[thelilylav]

Do you think we’re together in every universe?

(the two bad endings and the one good one)

[dontpetaporcupine]

The Abigail sequel is a meet-cute horror where Abigail tries to set Joey and her father up together with the help of an unknowing Caleb/Justin