#loverboy speaks

[obsessed-loverboy]

is it bad that I want to see him lose control? to watch that careful, thoughtful persona switch to acting on nothing but instinct? I want to see him at his rawest and ugliest, I'd hold his face in my hands and kiss him, and kiss him, and kiss him

[loverboycupid]

I love men

[ohmygraves]

there's this cafe near the base that soap likes to frequent. he's a regular, and he goes there everyday when he can. it's a nice, cozy cafe where he can sit back and relax, enjoying the quaint atmosphere away from sweaty soldiers running around the base. sometimes, he even brought price and ghost some coffee or tea, if they so prefer.

now, the base has a pretty great coffee machine, sure, but johnny likes to dabble on some other beverages. perhaps try some matcha latte or some hot chocolate, but if anyone asked him if he's there for the drinks, he would lie and nod at them, saying how the latte or the chocolate was the best thing he's ever tasted.

the drinks are amazing, don't get him wrong. the ingredients were high quality, and the prices were a little bit on the pricier side for a local coffee shop. but it was the cute barista that got him hooked in the first place.

you were the barista on the morning shift, and johnny would walk in at around 9am sharp if he could drop by. he'd always order whatever you recommend, being the lovestruck boy he is, and happily give them a try with your pastry of choice. and then, you'd always ask for his name, but he'd give you some funny names that would make you laugh instead. one time you asked him for his name, he'd say "pope turté the third" and you kept giggling while making his order. when you called the name of the order, it drew a laugh from everyone at the cafe, and johnny would proudly pick up his drink and pastry from you, giving you his signature smile before leaving.

it was just that, your whole friendship with him. he makes you laugh with his ridiculous names, and you'd make his drinks the way he asked you, perhaps give him a few cakes or pastries for free if you're feeling generous. both of you were too scared to go further, afraid of being too forward. but you knew that you adored him, and he adored you too.

so, the next time he comes over for a cuppa, you simply hand him a paper cup with a lid, already made fresh, together with a single croissant by the counter.

"thank ye, bonnie. hoo muckle?"

"seven quid with the pastry." you replied sweetly, a small smile on your face.

he happily paid for it with his card, handing it over to you. you processed it as he wanted, returning it with a receipt and his orders. as he bid you farewell, he took a sip of the cup, finding it to be a delicious hot chocolate, with some spices in it.

turning the cup, he sees his name, john, written on the paper cup with a marker, a heart as the "o". just below his name, a number with a "text me" was written, together with your own name.

somehow, his hot chocolate tasted sweeter than usual.

[lunaticamic]

“they clearly favour sainz” my man didn’t get the seat for 2025. why would they favour him??? “so he can go and have options for other top teams” (something i read with my fucking eyes on this hellsite) i don’t know how to explain it to you that ferrari doesn’t care😭 it’s not like they owe sainz something. he was faster and he went for the gap. y’all wouldn’t have survived f1 pre 2000

[scattered-winter]

hate being platonically in love with people its like oh yeah i think about them all the time and i want to hang out with them. they're important to me or whatever

[lunarw0rks]

gaz is the type of guy that

falls in love with people so easily

[gender-mailman]

there is a faggot in your inbox.

will you blend it?

*blends it* humm fag smoothy /silly

[loverboy-s]

i cant describe affection in a normal way it always ends up sounding so bizarre !! like i want to knit you into a sweater i want to turn you into a teddy bear with corduroy pants i want to hold you in my pocket and feed you ginger snaps i want to pet you i want to dunk you in the rain and then wrap u in a blanket i want to feed you the evening sun i want to hold your hand

[moon-blush]

i'm sleepy and cuddly and cold and deserve soft thigh tickles while you hold me

[obsessed-loverboy]

idk I just think being obsessed over would fix me (I have an anxious attachment style and abandonment trauma)

[transgenderboobs]

rewriting this fic is fun because after writing stuffy repressed british men for the last like 4 years of my life it's nice to be able to write something i can relate to again: depressed 20-something faggots from california 👍

[angeltism]

giggles

[moonshynecybin]

petition for Marc to go at Fabio s room for doing him so dirty on FRENCH television.

What Fabio does next is up to him 🫦

what they end up doing:

[cloudsrust]

"I'll be your mirror" by Velvet Underground in Crowley's playlist -> I'm dead, discorporated, gone, reduced to a million of weeping atoms I'm-

Also the idea of Crowley diving into his Bentley after the "naked man friend" moment and just blasting Queen's "I'm in love with my car" to """get back""" at Azira while screaming inside (&outside) <- Real.

[mansorus]

I keep encountering females that “Hurt” their own feelings… I have to correct them .. “no some other individual did that you “… and I’m very clear when I say don’t put your past on me I’m not them .

Feels like I’m one of the last of a dying Breed in this wicked world morals are in check I’m a simple but educated man loyalty is unmatched I’m just in need of my match

[gender-mailman]

would you mind if i did digi-legs? this \/

Not at all! Some demons can have these legs too theyre just a bit more rare! (I love those type of legs só much (not only because i have those type of legs-))