#can you tell ive had 3 coffees today

[gmos]

really glad im not a cis guy bc i wouldve become a real canvas jacket+beanie type and listen to bear hands/catfish and the bottlemen/older cage the elephant/ and maybe jon bellion/robert delong/andrew mcmahon and the wilderness when im sad. and i would try to go to school for journalism but end up as a photographer and i would post sad edits on vsco about how guys either want to talk to me or have sex with me but never both

[leonsrailway]

hello my love! been thinking about creepy stalker leon lately <3 maybe vendetta leon! he's damaged mentally and he can't stop himself from being fixated on you. like he corners you somewhere and dubious consent things proceed. IN PUBLIC WOULD BE HOT, but they don't get caught. for a fem! reader

ive been watching you.

AHHHHH first request ate tf up. something about vendetta leon makes me blush. i hope u like!!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. NSFW UNDER THE CUT

CW: smut 18+, p in v, fingering, oral (f! receiving), dubcon, semi-public sex, stalking, obsession, masturbation, leon being a creepy perv, age gap (reader is like 22), noncon photography, choking, size kink if u squint and tilt ur head

fem! reader

divider: @leonsdolly

hes not a weirdo. really! he never meant for it to go this far.

it was a random day last august when he wandered into the restaurant you worked at. but as soon as you came to his table and introduced yourself with that pretty little smile and those big doe eyes, he knew he'd been in trouble. after a short pause, he turned his charm on and started a conversation with you.

then he found himself back the next day. and the next.

he swore the only reason he showed up was for the coffee, which was the laziest excuse he could muster considering the coffee was from K-Cups, but you didnt seem to mind. every time you worked, you found your eyes glancing to his booth hoping to see his dark hair poking over the top of the booth in front of him. he could see the way your eyes lit up when you saw him, he just hoped you didnt notice the way his cock twitched when his eyes locked with yours.

during your small talk at his table, even after he learned you were half his age, he could only ever think about the way his large, rough hands would feel running all along your body, from your pretty tits, to your waist, to your thighs, to your- oh shit, what were you saying?

"you with me, Mr. Kennedy?" fuck, he loved when he heard his name leave your lips. "uh, yeah, sorry. long night. what were you saying?"

"did you want your regular?" you were smirking, almost mocking how distracted he was.

"yea, add something for yourself pretty lady, come sit with me on your break?"

leon had been a regular of your months. he looked to be in his late 30s-early 40s, and you'd be lying if you said his little nickname didnt make your knees a little weak.

"as much as id love to, Mr. Kennedy, i cant today. but i can definitely get that order in for you" you reluctantly deny his request.

he didnt appreciate that.

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after a week of discreetly following you home after your shifts, he'd learned your routines. what time you shower in the evening, what time you have dinner, what time you touch yourself when everyone else falls asleep...

leon invested in some binoculars from the local nerd store and even found a little bush he could hide in perfectly angled to show him your bedroom. he even bought himself a new camera so he could take pictures of you when you look your best, oblivious.

when you had gone off to work one day, he snuck in right as you left. he's not sure what possessed him to do this, he used to be such a good guy. he wanted to protect and serve and... now look at him, rummaging in some 20 somethings underwear drawer.

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you slam the register shut after counting your money for that night, it had been a long one. full of old men, not leon, telling you to "smile for them" or snapping at you for a refill of their sweet teas. everyone else had gone home for the night, and you were just about to lock up. your body ached, you felt like falling on the nearest flat surface and knocking out for the week.

until you heard the bell ding.

"we're close-" you were cut off by yourself when you saw who walked in, "oh, hey Mr. Kennedy."

theres his girl. "hey honey, you alright? you look tired" he approached you from behind.

"its been a long day, but nothing i can't handle. i was actually just about to lock up the restaurant... so.." you trail off, hoping he may get the hint that you just want to go home.

"well good thing i came in, huh?" he laughs, and so do you, but you didnt find it too funny. he was starting to stand a little bit too close to you for your comfort, even though you trusted him.

"i guess" you say, blushing when he gives you a look that made you almost rip off his shirt right then and there. but you cant, thats wrong, what would your parents think?

"you look pretty, angel" leon says, tilting your head up to look up at him. god, he was tall, and his one hand could cover your whole face.

"t-thank you Mr. Ke-"

"Leon. call me Leon"

"thank you, leon" you reply, crossing your arms, tensing up. you knew you shouldn't be feeling this way, it isn't professional.

he couldnt hold himself back anymore. whether it was the way your big pretty eyes looked up at him like a trap, or the way his hand was finally grazing your soft skin, something made him bold enough to kiss you.

"Le- Leon... we can't" you made out between kisses, as much as you were denying him, you were still kissing him back, that kept him going.

"we can't? that's too bad..." he mutters in your ear, breath fanning against your neck as his fingers wandered below your waistband, "because im gonna do it anyway"

you squirmed against him but you couldn't deny the way you mewled in his ear when he grazed your clit through the thin fabric of your panties. he laughed meanly in your ear before putting his free hand around your throat and gently squeezing when he applies the slightest pressure to your clothes clit, making you moan, "i knew you'd like that". he lays you down in a booth in the empty restaurant.

"p-lease... fuck" you tugged at his shirt, shyly asking for more. he laughs at the change in your charcter from only a moment ago, before ultimately complying with your silent request. he rips your clothes off and leaves a trail of sloppy, wet kisses from your neck, to your tits, to your stomach, and finally down to your pussy.

he gazes up at you with the hungriest eyes youve ever seen, glazed over and half lidded yet so focused on you. he makes out with your cunt, his nose bumping into your clit as he slips his tongue in and out of your hole, making lewd, borderline pornographic sounds. you were a wreck, writhing under him and grinding your hips into his face as he moaned incoherent praises into you, the vibrations making you soak his face more than you knew you could.

he eventually sticks two fingers into you as he sucks on your puffy, neglected clit, and once he curls his fingers to the spot that makes you jolt, he keeps on hitting that spot again and again and again until you cum in his mouth. he doesnt stop then, using his tongue to clean up your mess until you're pushing him away, a stupid cocky grin plastered on his wet lips.

you didn't realize you were taking his belt off until his cock was in front of you. he was big, leaking precum from his pretty pink tip and his eyes were piercing yours as he pumped himself a few times before lining himself with your entrance, the two of you gasping in tandem as he bottomed out inside of you.

tears pricked at your eyes as he began to move, the pain and pleasure and overstimulation from your last orgasm all combining and making a cocktail of sensations you've never experienced before. your head lolled to the side and you squeezed your eyes shut while leon rocked you into next year, until he just almost cuts off your airway and forces you to face him and look in his eyes as he drills into you like a jackhammer.

"ah-ah-ah-f-uuuck, Lee!" you moaned into his neck as you scratched pretty red lines down his back, making him grit his teeth to keep from letting out a whine he'd only heard when cumming in the panties he stole from your room

"i know pretty girl, feels good doesn't it?" he lets up on your throat, not that you could catch your breath at the rate he was plowing you. "y-yes- i'm cumming, oh my god im cumming" your eyes roll into the back of your head and you draw blood from biting your lip.

"go ahead princess, im right there with you" he grunts, slightly angling to hit you impossibly deeper, which was your final straw, you let out a string of curses and chants of his name as you cream his cock, he spills his load inside of you. not that you're that angry, his warm cum spilling out of you felt so nice you couldn't dare be angry.

the two of you catch your breath in silence until leon snaps a photo of your leaky cunt, both of your cum spilling onto your thighs.

[luvhughes43]

monday morning | lila drysdale au

lila, my love masterlist💐

summary: just some monday morning fluff<3

word count: 0.6k

“Mmm where are you going?” you groan as jamie jostles himself out of bed. he leans over his side and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. 

“I have PT this morning,” he replies simply, which brings last night's events rushing back to you. that's right, you thought. Jamie did tell you that he had an appointment last night you were just… too preoccupied to pay much attention to his… words. 

jamie straightens up again, and you grasp his arm lightly to pull him back down to you. “I need a proper kiss if you’re going to leave me,”

jamie hums in response, leaning down to properly kiss you on the lips. you both melt into the kiss but before anything has a chance of developing, lilas loud shrieks fill the quiet spaces of your house. 

“and… that’s my queue” you sleepily sigh as you pull away from your husband and kick the covers off of you.

“I can go get her,” jamie offers but you easily decline. you had some work to do from home today so it was probably for the best that you woke up now. 

“make me a coffee instead?” you ask, to which jamie silently nods. 

you walk into lilas nursery and the first thing you notice is her sleepy figure standing up in her crib. she’s leaning against the crib rail, her chubby baby hands holding her upright. she leans back when she sees you open the door, immediately making grabby hands for you. 

you pick your girl up with ease, making sure to change her diaper and get her all situated before bringing her downstairs. 

jamie, ever the loving husband, put on your favourite background tv show for you to watch while you lay with lila on the couch. “thank you jams,” you mumble softly as you sink onto your plush couch. your daughter rests on top of you, cuddling into you as she watches her dad move around the kitchen from over your shoulder. 

you exaggerate a gasp, “is that your dada?” 

you watch as lila giggles and smiles, mannerisms exactly like her fathers. “dada!” she repeats, nuzzling her face into your neck when jamie makes a silly face at her. 

jamie sets your coffee on the side table beside you, before taking lila into his arms. “hi baby girl!” he coos much to lila’s delight. he rest’s lila on his hip before continuing to go through his morning routine. 

“And now, I'm going to put the toast in the toaster!” jamie narrates, encouraging all of lilas babbles with nods and replies. “yeah! And I'm going to put mommys in again because she likes her toast burnt…”

“I like it crispy!” you pipe up from your spot on the couch. 

Jamie hums loudly enough for you to hear before stage-whispering, “she likes it burnt” to your giggling daughter. 

after drinking half of your coffee, you are awake enough to start helping with breakfast. you cut up some fruit for lila, and then move on to start making jamie’s protein shake. you’ve gotten the process down to a science, and you were quite proud that you managed to make it to your husbands liking. if there’s one thing you learnt about athletes through living with jamie, it’s that they’re very specific with their different drinks and routines. 

you hold out the shake to jamie, who awes appreciatively. “have i ever told you that you’re the best wife a guy could ask for?” 

“only a million times,” you smile, sticking your cheek towards jamie who swiftly places a kiss there. 

“well it's going to be a million and one because you’re the best!” jamie smiles at you, and you can’t help but reminisce on how quickly things have changed between the two of you. one minute you guys are exes who hookup whenever jamie was back in toronto… and now you share a babygirl and have been married for three months. life was so good. 

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yndrysdale monday morning🫂💐

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[delwrites]

Hey 😚 i saw you were open to request so here i am haha but totally fine if you wanna skip it tho

Ive been really into friends to secret lover trope lately

Could you write a james x reader were childhood friend and around their sixth year in hogwarts they realized their feeling and they started to secretly dating and no one knows!

The story could focus on how they got caught? Maybe a slip up during an argument? Or that reader looks so beautiful james just couldn’t help it? Or just plain old getting caught making out in the broom closet? 😅

Hey angel, thanks so much for the request! <3

Having been friends with James since your meeting him in your guys’ first year, you pride yourself on knowing all of his little habits, able to read him like a book. So when you were curled up on the sofa, himself sprawled out across the armchair beside you huffing and puffing away, it was more than obvious to you that something was up.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” you ask, turning your body as best you can to fully face him, brows creasing as you do so. He only hums inquisitively at this, refusing to look at you as he appears to find his own hands much more interesting, fidgeting away.

“Seriously, Jamie, what’s up?” At your further questioning, he lets out one big sigh as he swings his legs over from where they had been previously stretched out over the handles of the armchair, now sat how the design permitted. 

“Sirius said something to me today, got me thinking…” Realising that that was all he was willing to give you right now, you spin back around with your own huff, hugging one of the common room cushions to your chest. You know James was never too good with words, so a lot of the time you’d appreciate his choosing to stay quiet instead of stumbling over thoughts he could never fully get across.

“Hey, love?” you hum in response, eyes trained on the fire dancing before you. James’ presence always comforted you, and that paired with the warmth emanating before you made your eyes droop more than you’d like to admit. 

“Would you like to go to Hogsmead with me this weekend?”

“Oh, sure” you reply, letting a dopey smile overtake your face. “We can invite Frank and Alice, I’ve been meaning to get her back for coffee-”

“No, darling, I meant just us two?” The implication made you suck in a breath, head whipping round to study any change in his features.

“You mean like.. Like a date?” 

He smiles at you, a heartwarming grin that makes your stomach flip. You’re not too sure where this sudden taking to you has come from, you’d always thought you’d stay in the friend zone forever, doomed to an unrequited love from the most oblivious man you’ve ever known. Of course, your friends had tried to convince you otherwise. Mary would nudge you gently every time she caught James staring at you, to which you’d always brush her off one way or another, making up excuses so as to not get your hopes up. 

Who would’ve guessed that all this time, he was thinking the same about you?

You had both agreed to not tell anyone about your date until you had figured stuff out between the two of you, wanting to be secure in what the other was feeling before going public with anything. It seemed the most sensible thing to do.

But when the day of the date came, you found yourself frustrated at not being able to tell anyone. No one to help pick an outfit out, no one to help you with your hair, no one to talk to. As much as you hated it, you made a promise to James.

 There was a close call where he dragged you by your wrist into a dingy alleyway after having spotted Dorcas as she left a quaint bookshop, holding you against a wall with a finger pressed to his lip in a hush motion, hand placed on your hip to keep you still and steady, lest you run out and make yourselves known. To say the whole ordeal made your heart skip a beat would’ve been an understatement, and the sneaking around was absolutely riveting. 

So you found that what was even more frustrating, was not being able to tell anyone how good the date went. He had greeted you with a bouquet of flowers, charm placed on them to never wilt as well. He had been a gentleman the whole afternoon (he normally is anyway, but even more so this time). He had held every door open for you, even pulling out your chair for you, and paid for the whole ordeal. You felt so safe with him walking next to you, a certain pride overcoming you knowing that he liked you, and you liked him, and gosh he liked you. It was overwhelming and you longed for someone to share it with. But James had your word, and the last thing you wanted to do was mess things up with him. So, you kept your mouth shut, painful as it was.

The next few weeks consisted of you sneaking around everywhere, and although it started off as exciting, you were really starting to get tired of keeping such a daunting secret from your closest friends. There was a lot of sneaking out after curfew to have midnight picnics on the astronomy tower, consisting of snacks James had nabbed from the Great Hall during dinner. A lot of sneaking off with the promise of the bathroom on your lips to professors, instead meeting up just to get these little snippets of alone time with each other, before any of your friends could catch on, let alone someone like Minnie. 

You thought finally going on dates with James Potter would be a good thing, but you came to find that you hated it. Not the dates, they were always amazing. They always made you forget how much you disliked sneaking around, almost making it all worth it. He was amazing, and kind, and funny and gosh you liked him so very much, but the lack of sleep was starting to catch up to you, making you much more irritable than normal. 

Every time you’d sit gathered in the common room with all your friends and who you wished to be your boyfriend, all you’d want is to openly hold his hand, openly admire how good he looked in that one quidditch jumper, and oh wow, to openly kiss him. 

To be fair, he hadn’t even secretly kissed you yet. 

So when you heard Sirius talking to James in the Great Hall about a Hufflepuff girl cheering extra loud for him during their last quidditch match, always staring at him with heart eyes and blushing every time he looked her way, it got on your last nerve. 

“James, can I talk to you please?” you practically grit through your teeth, trying to keep your calm as best as you can. 

“Hold on a sec, you’ve been stealing him away so much lately, what, you guys fucking or something?” Sirius proclaimed, wiggling his eyebrows at the both of you infuriatingly. To say the least, the comment had struck a soft spot, and you wanted now more than ever for James to lift this silly rule, to be confident enough in your relationship to just admit his feelings for you, right there, in front of everybody.

It was too much to hope, as all he did was turn around and join in on the jesting, not even considering how it might make you feel.

“Gosh no, you know we’re just friends, Pads cmon, don’t be like that.” The words cut through you, hurting more than he realised. You didn’t even know what to do, but you weren’t making the decisions, your body was making them for you. You spun on your feet, tears welling up in your eyes, embarrassment overflowing through your veins like blood. You started to walk away, leaving behind you a stunned Sirius and a very regretful James.

In that moment, all conflicting feelings left him, overtaken by wanting (read: needing) to comfort you, any means necessary. He couldn’t stand to see you upset, especially by his own hand. 

When you heard him calling after you, getting up to catch up to you, you could only speed up, trying to get away from him as fast as possible.

“Honey, please, I didn’t mean it, you know I didn’t mean it-” 

It’s no surprise that he catches up to you, jogging in front of you to somewhat block your path, pleading with you to hear him out. When your stubbornness dismissed him, there was only one more thing that he could think to do that would get his point across. After all, actions do speak louder than words. 

He grabs ahold of your face with both hands, opening his mouth to say something, anything, before cutting himself off by planting his lips firmly to yours. 

James Potter really was never very good with words. So it’s a good thing that you could always understand him, words or not.

thank you so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed! i'm always open to constructive criticism and helpful feedback :) a like, comment or reblog goes so far💕

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: Things are out of whack. So I'm writing ☺(smol-ey = smol smiley). This song has been on 100% repeat for the last several hours of my life and heavily inspired what is below. This is only Part I and I don't know how many there will be. But I've taken quite a few notes on it. I would just say be ready for more.

SFW ::: C/W ::: A-n-g-s-t & language. (aged up) ProHero!Katsuki x F!reader, things didn't turn out like either of them thought and they're doing their best to move on. But can they? Do they really even want to?

WC ::: Just under 700

Part II

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Part V

Part VI

Part VII

He called you at 8:04 that morning. And while you didn't answer, you did do him the courtesy of listening to his voicemail.

Katsuki's voice was gruff and rough around all of the edges. He didn't like that you probably looked at the phone when it began to ring and you either flipped it over or pushed the volume button to silence the ringtone that you two had so sweetly picked out together when you first got together 3 1/2 years ago.

The sound took you back to that time when everything was new and fun and so simple that you thought it would be like that forever. But you were harshly reminded that if things don't change, they will most likely die. It would take a miracle to figure out where, along the way, did you both change so much that you couldn't live together anymore.

"Oi, I know you're sitting there looking at your phone, listening to that fuckin' stupid little song we picked out on our 11th date. Yeah, course I remember. Anyway, uh, whatever. I mean, you needa come by and get the rest of your stuff outta here. I -” You heard a muffled sound as he tucked the phone away and yelled at someone. “- hold the fuck on, can you not see that I'm on the fuckin' phone? Jesus. Uh, um, oh. Get the rest of your shi- uh, stuff today. P-please. I'm off today and won't be home between 9 this morning to about 6 or 7 tomorrow morning. That should give you more than enough time to get everything. Ok? O-ok. Leave your ... key, too, I s'pose. Well, that's it. I lo- fuck! Bye, y/n."

The tears welled up in your eyes like they had everyday this week. As soon as you opened them to take in the empty space around you, in your bed, your bleak little apartment was a fucking joke compared to the place you two once lived together. And while you're the one who, for all intents and purposes, asked for this, you couldn't lie to yourself any longer: You did not want to be without him.

You did not want to be away from the man you loved with every cell of your stupid body. Every breath. Every heartbeat was the beating of a drum sounding out his praise. Every smile and every flutter of your eyelashes was because of him. God, you miss him.

But to just leave it at this? To let go completely? That would be an admission that it's how things will be from here on out. And you're just not ready for that to be your final answer.

Texting him back, in response to his call, you said as little as you could, still getting the point across. "Yeah, thanks for the heads-up. I'll take care of everything and leave my key on the kitchen counter by the coffee maker." You choked back a sob as you thought about all the times he set up the coffee the night before and climbed into bed with you. Wrapping his arms around you. Snuggling his face into your neck and telling you that he made it extra strong, just how you like it. And that he picked up your favorite creamer flavor - it was 2 for $7, so obviously he got you 2 of them because it would be fuckin' stupid not to. 

It hurts to breathe. It hurts to walk. It hurts to be awake. You have all day and all night to get over there and clear out whatever is left of your lives together. To leave the one thing behind that could get you to him at any moment in time. 

So, you threw on a pair of his old sweats, an old favorite shirt of his, and a hoodie with his Pro Hero name on it. Fixed your face. Put your hair back. Grabbed your purse and headed to your favorite coffee place to get something to appease this godforsaken headache you had brewing in the core of your brain and drove to his place.

You drove home. 

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[urlocalfaggot]

Hi! Can i request a platonic saiki k x reader? Like the reader is a transfer student who kinda acts the same as him, like their very quiet,seems emotionless most of the time and doesn’t smile often but their really sweet and is probably the one who nags him the least (and buys him jelly coffe :3) idk just some cute shit i thought of, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to!

ive never written a platonic kind of thing but im all up for a challenge! :)

Fandom: The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Character: Kusuo Saiki

platonic

Just Like Me

Today was (M/n)'s first day at PK Academy. Any normal person would be scared or even excited but (M/n)? He was neutral. Didn't hate it but didn't love it either. And now here he was walking into the gates of his new school. In class, there were a bunch of people talking about yet another new transfer student. The teacher walked in, silencing the chatter. "Alright class, we have a transfer student. I expect you to treat them with respect. You may come in." The (h/c) haired male walked in. "Hello, im (M/n) (L/n)." He then walked straight to an empty seat, Not even waiting for the teacher to tell him where to sit. 'He seems.. normal' a certain pink haired male thought.

It has now been some time after the (h/c) haired male transferred to PK Academy and needless to say, Saiki wasn't annoyed by this new student. The other ones... well that's different. But so was (M/n). He wasn't loud or obnoxious or anything. He was calm, normal, and quiet. Although, because of this some people describe him as boring or even at times, emotionless. But not with Saiki. When (M/n) is with Saiki he is something different. A sweet, kind, fun person. Someone who can be fun without having to yell. Him and Saiki are usually seen together at cafes or even sweet shops. The first time they went Saiki ordered some coffee jelly. (M/n), not having heard of or seen coffee in jelly form, was curious as to what it is. "Hey Saiki, what does coffee jelly taste like? I've never had it." The pink haired male looked up at the (h/c) colored male then back to his coffee jelly. He slid one cup of coffee jelly towards the boy, "Try it. It's good." (M/n) took a bite and enjoyed the jelly treat. He bought Saiki some more as a thanks. As they were walking home (M/n) said something, "Hey Saiki, aren't you glad you finally have a normal friend? Haha" This made the pink haired boy stop for a second. 'He thinks we're friends.. I'm.. glad' "Mhm".

AA FINALLY I GOT ONE OUT. I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WAS A WORD LIMIT I WAS TRYING TO POST THIS FOR LIKE 2 DAYS 😭. anyway hope you like it!!! sorry if it wasn't what u wanted 😵‍💫

[watatsumiis]

today i am thinking about... being kept company by favs while in a low spoons/introverted kind of mode..

(Just some general hcs and such, g/n reader, referred to as 'you'! not explicitly shippy)

Characters: Ayato, Capitano, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Pierro, Thoma, Zhongli

Ayato would be more than happy to keep you company - he probably quite likes having someone else nearby that isn't a retainer or something while he's doing his paperwork - I'd imagine he struggles a bit with social burnout on occasion too with how often he has to take charge of conversations, and thus sometimes he will request some 'chill time', especially once he's realised that you both benefit from it. He's often left to his own devices when he's doing his paperwork (apart from Thoma coming up to bring him snacks and drinks) so his study is kind of a safe haven away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world (and even when it's not, Ayato would definitely find you somewhere quiet to sit if you need it <3)

Honestly almost any time with Capitano would be some kind of 'quiet time', I headcanon him to be a very quiet individual, a man who lets his actions do all of the talking. It's actually more of a struggle to get him to engage in a normal conversation (especially if it isn't to do with a subject he's interested in), so hangouts with him often end up with silently watching a movie together or engaging in some form of parallel play (he likes to read -- though I can also see him engaging in some low-key, quiet exercises like tai chi, maybe yoga). I may be projecting here (which I think I'm allowed to because we know next to nothing about him and ive latched onto him like a remora fish), but i imagine that he actually struggles a lot with speaking aloud and socialising and will occasionally go non-verbal when he's had a particularly long or overwhelming day, so sitting quietly doing your own things works great for him.

I'm sorry but Childe can NOT stay still for long enough for either party to benefit from some sit-down quiet time, he's a high-key sensory seeker and is never quiet, he needs to be in the centre of attention or doing at least 3 things at once or he'll explode - he fidgets and wanders and asks annoying/insensitive questions like "hey are you done being quiet now?" he can be really draining to be around but if you tell him you're having a bad day or something he can be super sweet, bringing you treats and gifts and letting you snuggle up to him!

Chill time with Dottore is... unnerving, to say the least. After a mini questionnaire about your day and what led up to you feeling like this, he finally lets up and allows you to sit with him as he goes about whatever business, but eventually you find that he keeps glancing up at you with increasing frequency, his head tilted to the side as he just... observes you.

Pantalone probably chuckles and teases a bit, something along the lines of "oh, you couldn't even go a whole day without me? How sweet." He's another one who doesn't fully understand why someone might want what is essentially 'alone time' in tandem with another person, but he's fine with it as long as you aren't in the way or being distracting, though I feel like he could be kind of strict about it, especially when he's highly stressed, it feels more like being in detention than anything else.

Pierro probably enjoys it (but would never admit it), he probably won't even acknowledge someone walking into the room unless they speak to him directly, so it's really easy just to walk in and sit on a chair near him and just enjoy his presence (though he totally has that old man throat clear/sneeze). Bonus points if you bring him a coffee - he'll tell anyone who walks in looking for you that you're working on something for him and should be left alone.

Thoma is in a similar situation to Childe but he actually knows how to regulate himself well enough to not disturb or bother you - if he has some kind of quiet chore to sit down and do (like folding laundry, sewing or knitting) then he's more than set to keep you company for a while - he'll also offer to make you food and drinks, just like he does when you're sad or upset. I think he struggles to differentiate between upset/just needing some quiet time, but he really does mean well!

I think Zhongli would kind of struggle with the idea at first, it's kind of a non-traditional way of hanging out that he's not used to, he's such a talkative person and will just infodump about the first things that come to his mind because he likes to share things with you, but once he's warmed up to the idea he's more than happy to just sit in the same room while he works on some paperwork for the funeral parlor or reads, only occasionally breaking the silence to tell you something he's deemed to be very interesting or important.

Please don't copy or steal my work! Reblogs are always super appreciated though :D If there's a character not included here (or just someone you want me to elaborate more on), I'm more than happy to put something together, just send me an ask!

[that-fangirl-1106]

Having some interesting thoughts about König.

So idk if y’all have seen Don’t Worry Darling but I recently rewatched it and the whole thing is so König coded.

And it can go one of two ways

One - you’re his beloved wife. And he worries so much for your safety while he’s away on missions. And your happiness, he worries you’ll get tired of waiting around for him while he’s gone. Even though he makes great money in his position as a colonel, you insist on still having your job to help with the income. He knows you work yourself to death while he’s away because you can’t stand to come home to an empty house.

When he heard about the Victory project his interest was immediately peaked. Knowing that he could do this and you’d be safe, you’d be taken care of; happy with nothing to do but keep the home clean and look pretty for him <3 It tugs at his heart.

But he can imagine what you’d say

“It’s too expensive”

“I like working, I don’t want to give that up”

Or the worst scenario

That you’d think him crazy. That you’d think him absolutely insane for wanting to chain you to the bed and keep you in a practically comatose state 24/7. That you’d leave him.

And he cannot have that. He won’t. So he does it. He convinces himself that deep down you’d know he’s doing the right thing. You’d know he’s just taking care of you. You actually wanted this, you just didn’t know it.

Or two (and the most likely scenario, in my opinion) - you’re the cute little barista at the coffee shop on base. He comes to see you to get a coffee every day. He orders the same thing “coffee. Black, please.” in his thick German accent. You easily memorized his order and learned to already have it made when you see his tall, imposing figure approaching the coffee stand.

You thought he was cute; how he was so big but tried to make himself small when he was around you. How quiet he was and how it was almost like pulling teeth getting him to talk to you about his day. His responses were always short, even on the rare occasion that he initiated conversation with you.

“The weather is nice today.”

“Your hair is nice.”

“Your nails are different from last time.”

When you started leaving little notes and hearts on his cup, he took that as a sign that you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you.

And what better way to have you than to take you. To take you to a place where you wouldn’t have to worry about a single thing. Where you can be his pretty little housewife. Safe and close to him.

He knew you’d put up a fight at first - he can tell how strong you are. But that would all be over soon. He would easily overpower you and get you nice and comfortable in his luxurious king sized bed. He’d have everything you need: an IV bag to keep you healthy, a wet rag to drop little bits of water into your mouth, and feeling tubes to keep you fed. He’d be the best caretaker, you’ll see.

He’ll write to your job and family, pretending to be you and saying that you had left and never wanted to see any of them. You were going to start a new life. A better life.

And in the Victory project, in the perfect world that you’d be waiting for him in, he would provide for you even better. Luxurious cars, your dream mansion, rows and rows of all the clothes you could ever want. You and him will be together.

Forever.

[cupidjyu]

pay attention to me!

(hyung line) what if you’re not paying attention to them ??!

genre: fluffy, grumpy men LOL, they're really cute, caring lovies notes: okay i know it's been a while but things have been so hectic these days TT. ive had this idea for a long time but never had time to get to it! I hope you enjoy!!!!!! <3 sorry if these are slightly shorter word count: 0.9k

sangyeon

“are you ignoring me?”

you looked up from your phone with bewildered eyes. you saw him sitting on the opposite side of the couch with a slight pout on his lips.

“what-” you giggled. “no!”

he let out a huff as you went back to your phone, scrolling through your various social media. you paused when you realized he was actually being serious. you turned off your phone quickly and looked at him with a teasing look. he was still sitting, facing you with furrowed eyebrows.

“why, did you think so?” you laughed.

you could see his ears turn slightly red and his hands fidgeted. you shifted until you were sitting right next to him as he looked down at you with softening eyes.

“i was just wondering,” he mumbled, his expression slightly grumpy as he looked away to avoid eye contact with you.

you giggled even more.

you took his hand in yours, playing with his fingers. you liked the side of him that wasn’t as mature. the cute side of him. it was endearing.

“well, my phone was getting boring anyway,” you looked up at him. his eyes brightened. “can i tell you about my day?”

he immediately nods, bringing you to his side, with a hand on your waist alongside a bright smile.

jacob

you yawned as you reached for the mug of coffee. you frowned when you noticed that it was completely empty. how long were you working for? you shrugged to yourself and went back to typing on your computer.

“love.”

you didn’t hear your boyfriend’s voice as you continued to read over your essay. you were almost… done.

“love.”

you jumped. you turned to your right, only to see him sitting right next to you, a cup in his hand. he hovered close to you so that you could smell his shampoo. maybe you should’ve cuddled him instead of doing work.

“oh, jacob?” 

“I was waiting for you to respond for a while,” he pouts while his eyes are gentle. you glanced at your computer screen before frowning once again. you haven’t noticed how much time had passed. 

“sorry,” you whispered, looking down at your own lap.

he simply smiled at you.

“it’s okay,” he stroked your hair. “i know you’re busy.” he handed you the cup of warm tea. “i made you this, come take a break with me?”

“of course,” you took it and snuggled closer to him. he leaves a quick kiss on your cheek before reaching for the remote to put on your favorite show.

(jacob my angel would never actually get mad .. i cant do this today)

younghoon

“hey.”

it’s a sort of fun thing that you like to do with him. you just found it so cute when he would sulk about you simply not giving attention.

“y/n.”

you moved to another part of the room.

“this isn’t funny,” he whined, trailing behind you.

you continued to ignore him, deciding to start organizing the shelves. you rearranged the items while holding in your laugh. you could feel him hover over you and for some reason, a rush of nervousness washed over you.

“c’mon,” he suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, halting your movements. with wide eyes, you turned around. you smiled slyly, not able to hide your emotions anymore. 

“you’re not a comedian,” he sulks. instead of responding, you simply leave a kiss on his lips. he looks dazed for a second before furrowing his eyebrows once again.

“okay, okay,” you giggled. “i’m sorry.”

he gives a satisfied look before tightening his hold on you. 

“can’t we cuddle?” he asked, looking at you with pleading eyes.

you sighed, “no, i’m busy.” you glanced at the mess in the whole room.

he huffed, defeated. 

and again, you reach his face, cupping his cheeks in your hands, and leaving a longer kiss on his lips. he pushed you away out of embarrassment, flopping back down on the bed with red cheeks.

hyunjae

you were busy reading a book that you were always interested in. you were just getting into the good part until you’re mind was constantly interrupted by a feeling on your cheek. a poke? someone’s poking your cheek.

of course, you knew who it was. you sighed and turned the page.

you felt the poke on your cheek again. and then your shoulder. then your side.

with narrowed eyes, you turn your head to meet his eyes. 

the thing is, you didn’t notice how close he really is to you. he was only inches away from your lips.

with a slight squeak, you backed away, feeling incredibly hot all over. now you were leaning back against the armrest of the couch.

with mischievous eyes, he only crawled closer to you, trapping you under his body. your book was long forgotten as you stared up into his sparkly eyes. you felt dumbstruck as you stared up at him with wide eyes.

“can’t you talk with me instead?” he raised an eyebrow. 

you gulped. without a word, you took hold of his waist and brought him down. he falls ontop of you.

“i’m tired,” you mumbled. 

“sleeping together doesn’t sound so bad, actually.”

he snuggled into the crook of your neck as he brought you into a cuddling position, a slight smile on his face.

“don’t ignore me again, though,” he whispered.

“fine, fine,” you buried yourself into his chest.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

hi !! i love your writing so much omg would you be up to write some jealous/possessive tangerine? maybe one where he sees someone flirting with you at work or in public and puts on a big show of proving you’re with him?? ty <3!!

hii, that’s probably one of the nicest things ive ever been told, tysm🫠🥰 and ofc! thank you for your request, hope you like it💌

coffee shop (Tangerine x fem reader)

wc || 602

warnings || don’t think there are any

masterlist + rules

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You were both walking arm in arm down the cobblestone street, heading towards your favourite little coffee shop.

Tangerine’s phone rings just as you were about to walk in, giving you a kiss on the cheek before he excused himself. “Can you order for me? I’ll quickly take this.”

“Want a cake too?” You asked, before turning around to head in.

“Nah I’m good thanks love.” Walking to the side of the path to answer his phone.

You love this little store, you’d often spend many hours in here, whether that be reading or catching up on work, it was like your own personal safe space.

“Hey, Luke.” Greeting the barista by name as you had become well acquainted with the staff here.

“Hello again, what can I get you today?”

Telling him your order, “please can I get a mocha, victoria sponge and an espresso.”

His eyebrow quirks, “someone joining you today?”

“Yeah, my boyfriend is just outside taking a call.” You sweetly say, nodding towards the entrance.

“Can’t wait to finally meet him, by what you tell me, he’s a real hunk.”

“Oh, he is.” Laughing genuinely as you paid, waking over to wait by the collection point.

“Hey miss, want me to put some extra chocolate in there for you.” A new voice said behind the bar, he was clearly new as you’d never seen him before.

“No no that’s okay, thank you.” Smiling to be friendly.

“You’re already sweet enough? Huh?” He winks.

Laughing awkwardly as he continues to flirt, not being very subtle. Wryly smiling, keeping the conversation light as he slowly makes your drinks, purposely trying to stall you.

A gust of wind comes from the door so you look over, luckily it’s Tan, oh thank god. He briskly makes his way over to you, nose turned up as his brows furrowed, clearly not happy at the obvious passes the barista is making at you.

He stands behind you wrapping his arms around your front, resting his chin on the back of your head while he glared hot holes into the man.

“Can I help you sir?” The man spoke in an attempt to irritate Tangerine.

“Not particularly no.” He said flatly, arms tightening around you.

“You ordered the espresso, mate?” He smugly asks.

“Mhmm.”

“What’s a sweet thing like you doing with a guy like that.” He smirks, nodding between you both.

You gently sighed, knowing full well that Tan was getting more and more pissed, it was obvious he was trying to get a rise of him- you just hoped Tangerine would wait to lose his cool after you left the store.

“I ask myself that every day.” Tan snidely says, not wanting to give in and ruin your experiences with this store. Twisting his head around so he could kiss your cheek from behind, purposely looking at the guy.

Collecting your drinks and cake, you head out of the shop. You held his hand leading him out as he followed behind, much like that of a dog on a lead. You turn around to the baristas. “See you soon.” You smile at them, trying to deflect the tension.

“My girlfriend and I are leaving now.” Tan loudly says across the room, smirking as he looked over to the guy that was hitting on you.

When you got out of the shop, you playfully slapped his shoulder. “You can’t do that.” Trying not to laugh.

“The prick had it coming.” He says smugly, holding your side as you walked away.

“That he did, that he did.” Laughing into your cup before taking a sip.

[floralhuqzz]

What is love about? (Johnnie Guilbert x fem reader)

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warnings: none

summary: y/n always drinks coffee in the mornings in a cafeteria near where she lives, when she spots a guy who caughts her attention

english is not my first language so i apologize if theres any misspelled words, etc🖤🦇

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i woke up by the sound of my alarm. I grunted as i took my phone and adjusted my eyes to the brightness of my phone as i turn off my alarm. It was currently 8 am so that meant that i had to go to work in a few hours… i sat down and scrolled through my phone a bit. I got up from bed and put on my slippers as i yawn and stretch,, i open my closet and start looking for a good outfit,, i work at hot topic so you can imagine how my work clothes looked like. I finally picked an outfit and did my makeup and brushed my teeth before picking my bag and going outside.

your outfit:

Since i worked at a shopping center i always went to Starbucks for coffee. I ordered a cappuccino as i sat down sipping on my coffee as i pulled out my sketchbook and my pencil case. i checked the time and i still had 1 hour until my shift starts. i didn’t know what to draw so i started to look around trying to get an inspiration when i layed my eyes on a black haired beautiful guy.. he had an amazing style and makeup..i must say he is really god damn hot… (i <3 emo guys ).

he suddenly makes eye contact with me and i look away. i look back at him and he kept looking at me over and over again “maybe it’s because he likes my outfit” i thought to myself. he sat down two tables away from me as he scrolled through his phone as he took a sip of his coffee.. ill to draw him. i couldn’t keep my eyes away from him..

i started drawing him.. trying to draw as many details as i can,, after 30 min he finished his coffee and wanted to leave but i took my opportunity and approached him..

“hi..” i smiled a little, i was so fucking nervous

“oh hi” he smiles as he puts his phone in his pocket as he spoke

“umm i hope doesn’t sounds weird but.. i drew you” i said a little embarrassed as i gave him the drawing

“holy fuck! you did this in 30 minutes?!” he takes my drawing and smiles

“yeah i can draw pretty fast,, i like your style” i smiled still a little nervous

“i love this, thank you so much…i like your outfit and makeup and..pretty much everything” he smiles as he looks at me up and down.

“thank you” i blush as i smile

“i dont wanna sound like a stalker but.. ive noticed you are here pretty often”

i look a bit confused but i chuckle a bit

“yeah i work at hot topic”

“youre kidding?! i fucking love that store” he smiles

“i can tell” we both laugh

i check the time on my phone, i had 3 minutes until my shift starts

“fuck i have to go to work, im running late” i take my stuff

“hey can i get yo-“ i interrupt him

“its in the back of the paper” i smile as i start running to the store

he checks the back of the drawing and sees the instagram username,, he smiles and sets on walking home.

johnnie’s pov:

i start walking home as i kept thinking about that girl at the cafe,, i get home as i sat down in the sofa and start looking at the drawing again for the millionth time.

“whats that?” jake says

“nothing” i put the drawing in my pocket

“was that a drawing?” he smiles

“no..”

“come on johnnie we are best buddies…im like your ketchup to your fries, you are the dick to my balls-“

“jake thats fucking gross” i sigh “a girl g-“

“A GIRL?” he took both of my shoulders “okay dude...YOU TALKED TO A GIRL?” he smiled “THIS IS A MOMENT OF HISTORY”

i laugh “ok can you let me finish?”

“okok”

“so i went to Starbucks today and i spotted this girl..and then she gave me this�� i take the drawing from my pocket and show it to jake

“DUDE SHE WANTS YOU.”

i blush

“what?- jake we just met”

“and?” he crossed his arms

“and i dont think…thats the case,,maybe she just wants to be my friend”

“you are so fucking blind” he turns the paper and sees the instagram username “SEARCH THE USERNAME NOW”

“okok calm the fuck down” i take my phone and open instagram “found it”

“GIVE ME THE PHONE” he takes my phone and starts looking at her posts “oh she is hot.”

“JAKE”

“dude you better get with her or i will”

“omfg you are a prick” i take the phone and start looking at her pictures as i..blush?

“DUDE YOU ARE BLUSHING, YOU ARE INTO HER”

“OH SHUT UP”

time skip when y/n finishes work and gets home

y/ns pov:

i check my phone and i see a notification of a new follower on instagram.

“johnnie guilbert..” i thought to myself

i check his instagram,, he was really pretty…its like everything about him was perfect. i blush as i kepts stalking his instagram and i receive a new message

“hiii im johnnie (the guy from the cafe) :)”

“omg hi!”

“how are you? how was work?”

“im good, work was pretty boring ngl,, hru! ”

“im good im good, brushing my teeth rn”

“its 5 pm…”

“so?”

“who brushes their teeth at 5pm? hahaha”

“i do 🤓” he sents me a picture

"you are a weirdo"

"you are a weirdo for not brushing your teeth"

"NO ONE BRUSHES THEIR TEETH AT 5 PM"

"ok geez fine ahhsha"

"ive gotta go ill text you later :)"

"aww ok, bye bye <;3"

"bye<;3"

i placed my phone next to me as i layed in my room as i thought about johnnie for a while.. i think i have a bit of a crush on him.

time skip to 8pm*

I went to the kitchen and started to make myself some dinner as i was going through my phone as i saw a story from johnnie

"LIVE NOW"

"This could be fun", i thought to myself as i joined his twitch stream

johnnies pov:

"hey how is everyone doing??" i started reading my chat

"why do i look so happy??" i read someone comment "well today i met this...girl..." i smiled as i saw chat going crazy "yeah yeah.. so i met this girl today and she was like...everything i ever dreamed about like... chat im begin dead serious..and she gave me a drawing!" i take the drawing that was laying on my table and showed to the camera "isnt it perfect? look at the details" i point out every single detail "it looks like a photo" i read "yeah it does!"

i kept reading the chat for a while

"is she beautiful?" i read "yes she fucking is" i smile

a notification of a donation popped on my screen.

"you are so cute stop it haha <3 -from the cafe girl"

when i saw that message i literally wanted the ground to swallow me whole.. i didnt know what to say so i froze.. i completely forgot that i posted a link to my stream in my instagram stories...i was so fucking stupid-

"just kill me already.." i put my hands on my face blushing from embarrasment

i see a notification from my phone and i see that it was from y/n.. i see that she sent me a picture of her laptop from where she was watching my stream "someone is blushingggg"

"oh shut upp"

"i will if you ask me on a date"

"tomorrow 4pm at my house, what do u say???"

"ill be there ;)"

i look at my computer to read the chat "HE IS BLUSHING SM" "SO CUTE" "WE NEED TO FIND THIS GIRL!"

"oh sush chat" i laugh

....to be continued

SHOULD I CONTINUE THIS??

[dreamywolfdd]

i apologize for my sudden inactivity again, i hope you've all been doing alright

i had this bottled for 3 years but ive not been feeling too well, i'd like to take a time to write this post since i no longer want this bottled and im exhausted

been going through some economical situation with my family for a while now and recently my grandpa has sadly passed away, i made my grandpa one last drawing before he got cremated, im gonna miss him so much, i will cheerish so many fond memories i had with him and giving him this one last top cat drawing was what came to my mind since i used to give him lods of drawings, i will miss him a lot

i had to spend all of my left savings for transportation and such so we could assist to my grandpa's funeral so i currently do not have any money with me anymore, in these 3 yrs i been pmuch helping my parents with lending them money for food, supplies and payment stuff w dad, but unfortunately it hasnt been doing much help, job hunting hasnt been going well for me either and commissions have been slow, as what i posted earlier, i have decided to open a ko-fi account for donations, it would seriously mean alot to me recieving any help in any way, ive been feeling hopeless but i never considered trying to look for this kind of help

i dont usually do these kind of posts and i am very sorry for writing this down or if this looks like begging or some sort of that, i dont mean to be a downer to anyone but i seriously would just love any type of help in any way right now

my commissions are (still) open as well too, but i also appreciate both commissions and donations since it helps me supports my work and doing art commissions is currently my job

i hope ya'll are been having a good one and such, please hug a loved one if you can too and tell them how much you love them, i will return to posting artwork shortly, but for now i just would love any type of help in some way since i am currently not ok at the moment, tysm for your understanding and support

[winderlylandchime]

And as for today? He woke up and was dead fucking silent. I need you to know that for months now, ive been waking up to him, wide awake at like 7 am, already up listening to music and getting ready for the day in whatever way he can. And today, he woke up at 10 am and didn’t speak a single word at all for like 3 hours. And then while i was eating, he was drinking his coffee and then out of nowhere he went ‘what the actual fuck was that finale?’ And after all i did was replied ‘now you know the bullshit ive been mad at for years’ he went ‘how did people survive this bullshit when it aired?’

Then afterwards he sent a voice memo to our mom and went ‘mom, you have no fucking clue how bad it is. Its really bad. This shit is my 9/11. I need to talk to you’ he also sent a similar voice memo to our dad.

Then he called his best friend and went ‘remember iron man? Yeah, i wanna fucking jump off a building right now. This is..Dude, i feel like I got dumped.’

Then he called our uncle cause he sent my brother a text about the finale. And they talked for quite a bit and he realized that our family knew about the finale and he went ‘AND NONE OF YOU FUCKS THOUGHT TO WARN ME? I know i hate spoilers but im not that bad! (This is where my uncle reminded him that my brother stopped talking to his husband bc he accidentally spoiled who won on drag race once) okay, but that was..okay maybe youre onto something here but still! This shit hurt! I was happy for no wedding and then BOOM! No justin.’

The things he said to me about the finale were a lot and all over the place but these are some of my favorite parts that stood out and i could remember: this was said while he was pacing up and down ‘everyone got their happy ending except Justin and Brian. What the fuck man? This is bullshit! I will start a protest over this’

‘So basically what i got from this fucking show is that: everyone except Brian, Justin and Emmett sucks.’

‘I want to know how many people they pissed off with this finale. Because this is bullshit! I mean not the wedding part, god imagine if they got married….yikes. But seriously why? Did people get angry at the season 4 finale so they decided to do this abomination?’

this next one was said while he was on the phone talking to a nurse who was telling him about tomorrows check up. Btw he was trying to whisper which to me made it funnier cause it sounded like he’s never whispered in his life ‘i just don’t understand cause why would they do th- yeah i’m still here. Okay, okay, yeah, mhm..okay- that like they were finally happy. Together. After all the bullshit! The bashing, the cheating, LA, CANCER, whatever the fuck season 5 was and now gone, ripped apart by one fucking review and a bitch with a bad haircut- yeah, so I give blood first and then? Okay cool- how fucking dare sh- no no im not talking to you, im talking to my sister.. about this sh- actually nevermind, I can’t do this now’

And the last one that i can remember that he said to before he once again went on a silent retreat for the rest of the day was: ‘fuck you. I hate you so much for showing me this show. I was better off not knowing because in my world, they were still together under one roof and not doing this long distance..(i remember that i wanted to say something here idk what) THEY ARE STILL TOGETHER AND NO ONE IS TAKING THAT AWAY FROM ME! This last season was just a suggestion..shit ended with the bike race’

After that, he went back to his room. Then outside to smoke. Then had his 5th coffee. And then he sat on a couch for like 20 minutes just petting Brian. And that was it. He was dead silent for the whole day. Our mom couldnt call him today because of work so he was in an even worse mood. And then he passed out with the cat. So basically the finale completely destroyed him and left him speechless. We barely even talked today because he literally looked like he went through hell and back over and over again. Im honestly wondering how tomorrow will go. Especially since our parents did text me to ask how bad on a scale of 1-iron man is it. And when i replied that i think it might be worse, our dad texted me ‘fuck…that’s uncharted territory. We’re all fucked.’

How did people survive this bullshit? I think this is the time to bring up the existence of fan fiction and gifsets and fanart. That’s how we survive. We create art. Because in the end the writers DID make us care and did make us feel big strong feelings and it inspired us to go create more feelings… and isn’t that the point in the end?

AND NONE OF YOU FUCKS THOUGHT TO WARN ME? You were ALL so careful to avoid spoilers. For science. He would have been really angry if he had been spoiled.

I will start a protest over this. I really did think he would start a petition for a reunion episode. I also thought he would make it happen. He seems like he has great relationships with his friends and you and your family, so I just thought enough people would care and he would be passionate enough and he would be able to accomplish what 20 years of fandom hasn’t been able to.

Shit ended with the bike race. THAT IS LITERALLY WHAT I’M ALWAYS SAYING. END THE SHOW WHEN BRIAN ASKS JUSTIN TO MOVE IN. YOU CAN EVEN LEAVE AMBIGUOUS WHETHER JUSTIN GOES TO LA, it’s unambiguous that they’re partners.

“how bad on a scale of 1-iron man” “fuck…that’s uncharted territory. We’re all fucked.” I love your parents. They are going to kill all of us when they find out we’ve been egging you on. Please tell them that a bunch of internet strangers want to be adopted into your family.

Thank you for this journey Dear Sweet Anon. It has been such a rollercoaster AND also the most hilarious thing to happen. I did not have A Straight Man Watches on my 2023 bingo card. We are a teeny tiny fandom but this has brought the few of us here together in such a fun way.

If you want to send any other updates, my asks are always open. I know everyone will want to hear if your brother ventures into the fandom at all. Or what his reaction is when he finds out how many people knew - beyond the entirety of your wonderful family. I hope his recovery continues to go well (and he sustains no more queer as folk related injuries!). You seem to be an incredible sibling to him even though you broke his damn heart.

[bluntz420x]

When was the last time you wore a full face of makeup? pft, full face? many years. but, the closest ive come since then was probably a few months ago.

Do you own an iPad? technically i still do, but it doesnt work anymore. i should pitch it.

Who was the last non-relative woman you spoke to in person? like legit spoke to, probably ari.

What’s the most hours you’ve worked in a week? psh i dont know that i want to know the actual answer to this lol. i only recently quit my second job, which was part time, but i still work my full time job. do the math lol.

Do you believe in karma? idk sometimes. good things happen to bad people, bad things happen to good people. all we can do is try.

What temperature is your thermostat currently set to? 72F. a/c because it is still summer.

What’s a topic you’ve drastically changed your opinion on? a lot of things, im sure. its been over 20 years since ive started developing opinions on my own. ;)

Are you a kind, thoughtful person? i try.

What’s an achievement you hope to see humanity accomplish in your lifetime? i dont care what people want to fuck, and im tired of someone's sexual orientation being the most important thing about them. i do not care, and i hope that soon no one else will either.

Do you know anyone who has a PhD? no one on a personal level.

Who were you dating in July 2010? Or were you single? i think i was mostly single that year actually. july i was probably single but mingling hard. that was a crazy year.

How do you feel when you’re the center of attention? uh it really depends lol. ive been the center for a lot of different reasons. i guess i dont mind now.

Would you rather be a nurse or a mechanical engineer? mechanical engineer. i dont like people and i think i would faint if i had to put needles in someone's flesh.

Do you like Starbucks chai lattes, or do you think they’re too sweet? ive never tried it. honestly ordering chai from an expensive coffee house, as a coffee enjoyer, sounds like a waste.

Are you and your SO facebook official? yes.

Do you know how to set a formal table setting for a 3+ course dinner? no.

Are you in a good mood today? im pretty all right actually.

Do you know anyone who works as a lawyer? not personally.

Which would bother you more: being told you’re not likable or being told you’re not sensible? being told im not sensible. i do not care if people like me, and that is usually what makes them like me lol. if i were to be told im not sensible, it would be akin to someone telling me im not intelligent, which will piss me off for sure.

Do you have a difficult time relating to other’s emotions? quite the opposite, to a fault!

How many bedrooms does your house have? two.

What was the last electronic item you bought? earbuds for kyle.

Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? hm, its probable, but not memorable.

Are there any trees in your yard? yes.

What are your most-used apps on your phone? i think siri suggestions show me used apps, right? gmail, chrome, snapchat, messages, reminders… xD i know i play a lot of rupauls drag race superstars and isekai: slow life tho.

Have you ever bathed in a river or a lake? bathed, no.

When you were 15, what did you want to grow up to be? ha good question. probably a writer. i didnt have serious ambition then.

Did you ever achieve that? no, i have never been published lol, but i can write whatever i want whenever i want, so in a way, yes. :P

Have you ever had a dream in which you died? yeah.

Have you bought a bag of potato chips in the past week? nope.

Does the thought of having wrinkles when you’re older upset you? no. dunno when thats gonna happen lol.

How often do you buy a new phone? it used to be closer to the 2yr mark, but now its whenever the old one stops working. the technology is so good anymore that getting something better is negligible at best.

Would you rather live in an apartment in the city, or a cabin in the woods? cabin in the fucking woods! i do not like people near enough to live in a city.

Do you use Snapchat? yes.

Have you ever driven or ridden on a motorcycle? i have ridden on one, i have never driven one.

If so, what’s the farthest you’ve traveled on one? maybe 3 miles one way, so 6 miles overall.

When was the last time you drank coffee? i am currently drinking a coffee drink!

Are you in any physical pain right now? uh i have a muscle in my back that is tight, and my legs hurt when i sit cross legged too long which i have done, so thats about it lol. self inflicted bullshit.

Have you ever used a dating app, like Tinder, Bumble, etc? i have before.

Do you know anyone who’s struggling with addiction? not currently, thankfully.

Are any other members of your household home right now? both the boys are home right now, because i am not and i have the car MUAAHAHAHA

What was your first job? And how long did you work there? schlotzsky's deli. 7mos i think.

What was your favorite school subject when you were in middle school? english, probably. ive loved english for a long time, since it stopped being language arts probably.

How is your day going so far? its okay.

What are you doing tomorrow? bedroom cleaning project! working from home in the morning, football practice for the boy tomorrow night.

What’s your favorite color? brown.

Are you watching television? nope.

What are you watching? i am not.

Do you watch any really lame shows? ha, i mean sure, i guess they could be considered lame.

Are you a bitch? everyone is a bitch of some kind.

Is there anyone of the opposite sex that you trust? yes, just one, kyle.

Do you hook up with random people? ive never fucked a random. i have made out with them though lol.

Are you afraid to fall in love? no. im afraid of losing him, if i were to be afraid of anything at all.

Do you believe that everyone deserves a second chance? no.

Once a cheater, always a cheater? lol no. i have cheated many times, in previous relationships.

What kind of mood are you in? decent. excited.

Do you take naps? i have periods where i take daily naps. im in a period where i rarely nap.

What time do you go to bed? i think we went to bed last night around 11pm.

Have you ever watched the show ‘Bad Girls Club’..? i have watched all of it! thats a "lame" show, haha. trashy. so good.

Are you an optimist or a pessimist? im a realist… 8)

Do you get jealous easily? nah.

Have you ever purposely made someone jealous? sure, probably.

Last beverage? mocha coffee drink.

Quick lyric from the last song you listened to? i havent listened to music today… i think the last one from yesterday was, "Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge / I'm tryin' not to lose my head"

Do you let things go to your head? the weed for sure, anything else probably not.

What kind of shampoo do you use? ha, a lot: aussie, bed head, mane & tail, head & shoulders, biosilk…

Have you ever felt completely defeated? yes.

Are you one to just give up? nope.

Do you know how to let go? ha! im trying.

What is your favorite pair of shoes you own? hm, probably my hey dudes right now.

Do you regret anything? i think its important to try to remove regret. everything we do makes us who we are. i dont regret who i am, nor do i regret any part of whats made me who i am, for better or for worse.

If you could go back and change 1 thing.. what would it be? nothing. see above, lol.

Do you have your own tv? yes.

What are you looking forward to? going home to my boys!

Is there someone you need to fix things with? ha, i dont need to fix shit with anyone.

Do you have a laptop? yes.

Are you an outgoing person? i can be.

What was the last thing you purchased online? hm, probably something goofy like a quick pack to a mobile game im playing, LOL.

Quick quote..? do it now cause tomorrow's not promised today. - ludacris

Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? no. everything happens and creates reason in the overarching story of your life. in that way, yes.

What kind of hair spray do you use? i do not.

What movie/s do you really wanna see? i wouldnt be able to list a single one.

Who makes you feel better when you’re dying inside? KYLE.

Is there someone you just can’t get enough of? kyle.

What helps you relax? cannabis and video games.

What color is your bra? coral.

!@$%^&*.. when you see that, what comes to mind? fucker

Does goodbye hurt? it can, duh.

[delicatetaysversion]

it's been a year since i lied to you and told you that yes ive moved on so can we please be friends again. can you really blame me? i thought getting good at suppressing our memories from that one month meant moving on. i didn't know that i would feel a lump in my throat when you called me suddenly in the middle of a sunday even tho the plan was to talk once a week and we had talked only 3 days before. i didn't know i would feel butterflies in my stomach when i heard your laugh so close to my ear, but can you really blame me for being reminded of you giggling talking about the logistics of kissing on your study table?

but it's been another year since we've talked on the phone. those memories are so distant and blurry and full of light and happiness that i can't even believe they happened to me, it feels like they happened to a different person. so you don't have to worry, because ive moved on now.

remember when i used to tell you that i miss you so much i can't think about anything else, that i spend all my day reading our old chats? and you used to say, you need to stop and there are other people in the world? well, you don't have to worry about feeling uncomfortable now. i passed the exam i failed because i was too heartbroken over you. i go to tuitions and then i go to internship and i come home so late that all i do is eat and sleep. ive been doing better these days.

and you were right, there are other people in the world. but do you know, i asked a girl to come watch barbie with me, and she made a disgusted expression and said she'd already watched it and she hated it? this happened after we shared a coffee and realising we live next to each other and finding out that she watches kdramas and i listen to kpop. so surprising isn't it? someone who probably understands toxic masculinity and gender roles are fucked up still has internalised misogyny in her? nobody can compare to you, you lecturing me about feminism in tenth standard and your little book club with assigned reading as a thousand splendid suns and you having tears in your eyes showing us harry styles with pride flags in his concerts and you being mean and blunt saying i need to talk about my internalised homophobia. im starting to think you were one in a million and i was a fool to lose you, and an even bigger fool to have had you back and then lose you again.

but do you understand now? you told me you didn't, two years ago. i asked you, don't you understand that i was going crazy dealing with my psychotic family and i was depressed and tired and couldn't talk? and you said no, you're sorry, you really don't, you don't understand how someone can not share why they're sad to the person they supposedly love the most in the world. as i was writing this, daylight by taylor swift started playing. ironic, isn't it? there are many memories ive tried to erase from that one month, but this one i cannot forget- me coming into your room the night we planned and asking you if you're sure about this and is this like an experiment thing a oh what's kissing like thing or is it a we're in love with each other thing, and you smiling softly and saying girl yes i am sure it is one hundred percent a we're in love thing.

ive been getting better at sharing my sadness with my loved ones. my parents haven't stopped fighting, my dad shouted at my mom today morning because my brother lost the car keys, but it's okay, ive learned to tune it out. he only lives here for half a month, he stays somewhere else the other half so it's been easier to bear. my sister moved out, finally. ive been sad because of it but i know she's obviously happier there so it's okay. we have a neighbor and they have this tiny tiny annoying si kid she always comes to her house after her mom scolded her to sulk and watch tv with us. how is your little sister doing? i think of her when our neighbor devil comes. and how is your mom doing? are they settling in well to the new city? and how are you doing? have you been okay? we don't have to be exes trying to be friends again. but can't we just be childhood friends (if age 15 was childhood) who drifted apart briefly but found their way back to each other? please?

but it's okay, if we can't. cause like i said, ive moved on.

[life-with-a-4yearold]

Rambling about shit really.

Life-with-a-4yearold back again, hope everyone is doing well and not to stressed over the thought of the school holidays coming up ? because I no I am! She only goes to pre school 3 days a weel 9-3 but they are lovely days, I can get things done or I can lay up my sofa and do fuck all. Because you no what WE DESERVE a break every now and then. Anyway what the hell are we going to do to keep the kids entertained for so long ? need to be a millionaire to do anything these days. Im tired just thinking about it. All honesty I love spending time with my daughter but 6 weeks of a 4 year old that acts like a 14 year old is far to long for me. Thinking about setting up a baby sitting group in the village and then we can all get a break. Not sure how I feel about other peoples kids I don’t really like them so maybe its not a great idea…..

I would love to be one of the mums that has all the neigbourhood kids over and lets them play and you no the “cool mum” but I just aint got it in me. I avoid eye contact at the school in hope no one speaks to me then as soon as she walks through the gate with the teacher I scurry of home back to my happy place till 3pm then I have to do it all over again. I no terrible. Since when did everyone become so talkative I don’t care that your kid shit in the toilet for the first time, that’s their business you wouldn’t say “I had a shit in the toilet today” to someone you hardly no? like great now I no your kid had a shit, life complete. Yes I get it it’s a milestone well done but im sure there are people who you are closer to that you can tell, not someone who avoids all communication. Talk about making things awkward. They has their taster day at school the other day for then to go in to reception. I had this weirdo going round asking for peoples numbers so they can set up at whats app group for the new class. Now im getting random messages of people I don’t know asking when the next coffee club is ? THANKS VERY FUCKING MUCH. Probably come in handy as I am the one who forgets everything and have to text the one person I actually like to find out whats going on that day nearly missed sports day.

I need to try and find things to do with her as shes a very active child and wont sit and watch the tv or ipad and yes I do let her have ulimited screen time as she never watches it really anyway, not that I begrudge anyone that lets their kid have screen time. Sometimes it’s the only way to get on with something.

We try and make things fun the child isn’t deprived of anything shes well fed well looked after and quite frankly spoilt rotten! She has a 15ft swimming pool, 12 ft trampoline and a climbing frame along with multiple toys in the garden. Its good for her but then we always get the neighbour hood kids wanting to come over, even though they aint friends with my kid. Or I get their mums messaging me asking what im up to and if I fancy a coffee, then comes the “your house or mine” knowing they want me to say my house. This is all before ive even answered the fucking question lol. I sound so miserable but im here for a good time I don’t wanna be used for the things I have. I like to sit in the garden with a glass of wine or a bottle of beer and have a good old chat putting the world to rights, I don’t need the fake shit. I don’t need to be friends with everyone. I will never stop my daughter playing with certain kids and id still let her have sleep overs. Im happy with the few friends I have that we can meet on a Saturday afternoon at the local have a few to drink and then come home order a Chinese and watch a film. They are the friends I like they all have older children im the youngest of the group Im 28 and most of them are in their late 30s early 40s my partner is 44. We all get on great.

Dreading September, I no its going to be crazy and stressful but trying to put all that behind me and try and enjoy the summer holidays before she goes to school full time, till shes 18! Unless she drops out like I did, which wont be encouraged! I want her to be successful and have a good career unlike me. Stuck working behind the bar because I didn’t get any qualifications, and no one would employ me… I started to look at collage courses then I found out I was pregnant so give up on that idea. Now im doing nothing apart from being a bad house wife blogging how bad I am haha. Got to think if some ways to keep me entertained I suppose!! This should be fun. Day 2 complete!

Life-with-a-4yearold.