#so here it is for 600!!!

[spirk-trek]

this is me btw :)

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[hauntedpearl]

i can't even fathom the idea of dean and cas cheating on each other but it would be very funny if it happened. atleast one of them will commit ritual suicide about it I think. and like there will be assorted violence and murder and apocalypses and stuff bc they just can't deal with it like normal people.

[lansizhuis]

dropping by to scream about the fact that yuki kaji is going to be luo binghe’s seiyuu in the upcoming japanese dub of scum villain donghua!!!!!!!

[caycanteven]

How the fuck did I get here.

Where did you all spawn in from—

Well, I appreciate you all so fucking much for sticking around and enjoying my stuff. THANK YOU FOR 600!!!! 🫶❤️

[pennielane]

PAUL MCCARTNEY, 1968

[0xy--m0r0n]

"fuckin' androids..."

a dbh x vld au :33

[ndostairlyrium]

WIP Wednesday ✨

IN TIME, this time. About time! Tags at the bottom

some cass <3 lav sketches, I'm currently painting the outfit on the right with poor chances of succeding (purples and cool greys are involved) u-u

hopefully I'll end up being historically coherent this time lmao (I'm eyeing Cosmé Tura because there are some interesting things in his pieces but I'm trying my best to stay in Venice for Josie *sprays water @ Estensi*). Also I'm tempted to change the pose and Leli may be seen from behind because, um, archer back? Archer back. I mostly see pics in which she's thin and dainty but like Give this girl those luscious back muscles she deserves pls

More outfits for the troubled child. So far these are my least favorite but! We keep going until I can replace the other document in full since it needs an update

Luckily, I have time to finish something this weekend ;u;

Tagging (w no obligation): @greypetrel @shivunin @melisusthewee @underneathestars @daggerbean @layalu @herearedragons

[hallowclave]

What a whimsical looking young man I wonder if he has received any job offers recently

Original photo

[oceanlix]

Day 6: Juyeon + Cam boy

Pairing: Juyeon x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 3,947

Warnings: Camming, masturbation (male and female), dirty talk, edging, mention of dacryphilia, semi-public sex, nipple play, oral (male and female receiving), fingering, slight hair pulling

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

You successfully managed to skip out on another department outing, citing the need to prepare for your new role starting next week. A promotion was meant to be celebrated, but you’d rather go home and get yourself off than spend a Friday night with your drunken colleagues, even if you did enjoy their company.

The commute home was long, but only because you could barely wait to relieve the tension in your body. You’d been working so hard lately trying to land this promotion that there was no time to go out and find someone to hook up with; you’d been relying on your favorite camboy and your vibrator to get you through it.

Finally, you arrived home and stripped down to just your bra and panties, propping your laptop beside you on the bed. The waiting room for the stream was open already, but his camera was still off. You only knew him by his username, JY115, though that was almost better because it made you feel like less of a creep. You were just a busy person who needed occasional sexual relief, and this was a way to achieve that.

The stream suddenly starts and he appears on screen, his fingers tapping along his stomach as he greets everyone.

“How is everyone tonight?” he asks, reaching into his underwear to grab his cock. You can see his hand moving beneath the fabric, already feeling yourself get wet. Your fingers slide along your stomach, toying with the waistband of your panties.

“Ah, it seems like a lot of you had a stressful week and want to relax. Well, let me help you out with that!” The streamer pouts, his pretty lips sticking out. He pulls his boxers down to mid thigh, the bright red tip slapping against his stomach. His cock is big and pretty and honestly you always want it in your mouth, but especially today. You want him to fuck his cock deep into your throat while he praises you for getting the promotion, gently petting your face at the same time.

You slip your hand into your panties just as he wraps his hand around the base, letting out a sigh as he drizzles lube down the shaft.

“Oh, it feels so good. I wish it was your hand instead,” he sighs, thumb sliding through the slit. Precum squirts out and you wish you could taste it. He looks like the type of man that takes care of his body, judging by the abs on his stomach.

For the next few minutes, JY115 teased himself, reading comments from the chat and answering questions. You knew it would be request time soon, so you just barely played with yourself while watching, thinking about what you were going to ask him to do for you.

“Any requests from my subscribers?” he finally asks, looking at the chat scrolling by faster.

You fumble with the mouse and purchase a batch of coins, only a tiny bit of shame nagging you in the back of your mind. If he didn’t want people to pay to see him jerk off, he wouldn’t be on this site, you remind yourself. Besides, you just got promoted! This was a treat for all your hard work.

You typed in your bid and a request for him to edge himself, hitting send before you can think too much about it. Thinking was the enemy of your perverted mind, and you didn’t want to leave yourself hanging with no orgasm.

JY115’s eyes keep darting around the chat, until he spots your tip. “Oh, you want to see me edge myself?” He smirks, leaning back with his cock in hand against his pillows. “I thought I was doing that already, but I guess it isn’t good enough for you guys.”

He presses his thumb into the slit and hisses, precum dribbling down the shaft. “I’m close, why can’t you just let me cum?” he whines. His pouty lips are so cute, you almost want to just tell him to cum instead. But you bite your lip and rub circles on your clit, determined to get off. If he cries, that would be even better, you think.

Keep going, wanna see you cry and beg for it, the chat reads, and you’re glad everyone else is on board with your idea. Hold off for us a little longer, baby.

JY115 bites his lip as he fists his cock, his hips bucking up into nothing. He looks a total mess, precum dribbling all over his boxers and sheets. You curl your fingers against your spot at just the right angle, his moans driving you wild.

“I can’t,” he pleads, begging the chat to let him release. You look up just in time to see a tear rolling down his cheek, sending you straight into your orgasm. You swear you’ve never cummed this hard before, pulling your hand out and wiping it on the sheets.

When your aftershocks end, you see that JY115 is still streaming, the tip of his cock an angry red. You almost feel bad now, but the shaky breaths and moans coming from him change your mind.

You can come now, you type in the comment box, sending it. You did so good, baby boy.

As soon as he reads it, he lets out a sigh of relief before jerking his cock quickly. It takes maybe three strokes before cum shoots out at the camera, getting everywhere on his bed. The white looks so pretty against the navy blue sheets.

“Wow, that was intense!” he says after he comes back down, smiling lazily into the camera. You wish you were beside him so you could stroke his face while he’s this blissed out, but you realize that you’re heading into delusional territory and have to stop yourself.

You close your laptop before the stream even ends, cutting off JY115’s voice before you feel any worse.

—-

It’s Monday morning and your stomach feels like it’s going to drop out of your ass. Not just because you have a larger team under you than before, but because you’re staring directly at the camboy you watch every Friday. He’s wearing office clothes and an innocent smile, but you’d recognize those lips anywhere. Your heart pounds against your chest, though there’s no way he could know you’re a viewer unless you told him yourself.

You manage to avoid talking to him all day, always coming up with an excuse whenever he approaches you. Even at lunch, you scurry into the elevator before he can catch you. You can see his face fall every time, but you just know you can’t handle a face to face with him until you’ve composed yourself a little more.

Unfortunately, Juyeon corners you in your office at the end of the day. It’s long after everyone else has gone home, so you know he waited specifically for you, the guilt tugging at your heart.

“I just don’t understand why you’re treating me differently. Did my previous manager give me a bad review or something?”

You hear the desperation in Juyeon’s voice and it only makes you feel worse. You hadn’t been trying to make him so uncomfortable, but what are you supposed to do in this situation? “Hey, sorry for being weird but I watch your streams every week and I didn’t know how to tell you?”

“Please,” Juyeon adds, making you look back up at him. His frustration is obvious, and you let out a sigh.

“It’s not that,” you start, biting your lip. “There’s…a reason why I’ve been avoiding you and it’s not work related at all.”

Juyeon straightens back up, his eyebrows furrowed in thought. You kind of hope he can just figure it out on his own without you having to actually say the words, but he seems a little bit dense from what you know of him.

“Not…work…related?” he speaks slowly, and you actually see the moment of realization cross his face. It’s almost comical how his expression changes from totally confused to…something else. The smirk on his face looks totally out of place in an office setting, and you gulp audibly as he starts approaching you.

“Oh, I see,” he says with a little laugh under his breath. He’s backed you up against the wall of your office now, one arm caging you in. You know you should excuse yourself from this situation before it crosses the line of workplace boundaries, but your breath hitches and you realize you don’t actually want to. “You must be a fan.”

It’s embarrassing to meet his eyes now that he knows, so you look down at your shoes. “Yes…I had no idea you worked in the company though.”

Juyeon gently grabs your chin with his fingers, making you look up at him again. “How interesting. Did you spend any of your promotion money on me? Don’t lie.”

You nod. “I always spent money on you though,” you admit, almost regretting it instantly when he laughs again.

“So you’re a big fan then, huh?” He leans in, his breath fanning over your neck as he noses along your jawline. “Bet you never dreamed of this ever happening.”

You can’t help it; you’re so touch starved that you let out a moan. You don’t even care that you’re in your office, that anyone working late could hear you two. Or really just you, since you’re the one who’s moaning so loudly.

Even in your dreams (and you’d had plenty starring Juyeon since you’d found his channel) you never dared to imagine actually meeting him. He was a fantasy, something you could think of when you needed but never had to worry about the reality of it. Except now you did, and in the worst possible scenario: your workplace. Still, having him this close to you and actually touching you was exciting.

But then you remember the reality of things, shoving him away from you with a quick gasp. “Are you going to report me to HR? Is that why you’re doing this?”

Juyeon looks startled, but then laughs at you again, rolling his shirt sleeves up. “Hardly. I think it’s cute that you watch my streams. Look how flustered you are, it’s adorable.”

He’s approaching you again, a hungry look in his eyes as he grabs your arms and pulls you against his chest. You sigh at the feeling of his hard muscles against your body, hands wrapping around his broad shoulders.

“It’s nice to know I have such pretty fans,” he murmurs into your ear, making you shudder. His hands slip under your shirt and grab your hips, holding you still while he rocks his hips into yours. “Feel that?” he says smugly.

You certainly do. You know how big his cock is, you’ve seen it so many times. And now that he knows you’ve seen it, you know you’re never going to live it down.

“Please,” you whisper, looking up at him. Juyeon smirks, his hands coming to the bottom buttons on your blouse.

“Please what?” he mocks you, though not meanly. You groan and press your forehead into his broad chest, too embarrassed that just a few touches have made you so weak and needy. Not that Juyeon seems to mind, but still.

“Please touch me,” you mumble, clinging to his shirt for dear life.

Juyeon’s hands unbutton your blouse faster than you realize, his thumb flicking open the front clasp of your bra as you gasp. Your bra is off your arms in another second, and then his big hands are engulfing your breasts with ease.

“You’re so cute,” he chuckles, rubbing his thumbs over your nipples. Your eyes roll back in your head slightly, unable to do much other than arch your chest in his direction, wanting more. “Look at you, so eager for me.”

You barely notice as he walks you backwards to your desk, pushing you to sit down on the top of it. He easily slots one of his legs between your thighs, pinching your nipples just to hear you cry out for him.

“Juyeon,” you gasp, feeling the wetness pool in your underwear. You don’t know if you should be thankful or upset that you wore pants to the office today, but it turns out not to even be an issue as he drops to his knees and peels them off as he goes.

“These are cute,” he says, snapping your underwear against your hip. You practically whimper in need, which doesn’t go unnoticed. “Gosh, you’re so desperate for me,” he teases.

“Yes,” you say immediately. There’s no point in denying it; you are utterly obsessed with everything Juyeon is and meeting him in person hasn’t changed that at all.

With a growl, he pulls off your underwear and kisses his way up your inner thigh, holding you down with an arm to keep you from squirming around.

“Stay still for me, baby,” he tells you, and you nod dumbly. You would probably listen to anything he says right now, if it meant having a chance with him. You’re still not sure this isn’t a dream, so you pinch your arm. It hurts, so this is definitely happening.

Juyeon licks your entire opening so suddenly that your back comes up off the desk, or as much as it can with his hands holding you down. He wastes no time burying his face into your pussy, nose nudging your clit while he curls his fingers in alongside his tongue. It’s almost too much to take all at once, so you wind your fingers into his hair and pull hard.

He moans loudly, looking up at you long enough to say, “Do that again and I’ll finish too fast.” Huh, so Juyeon likes having his hair pulled. You file that away in your brain as best as you can, clutching the desk for support as he goes back to eating you out.

Juyeon suddenly puts your legs over his shoulders, his fingers searching for your spot as he laps at your clit. You almost scream when he finds it, instead locking your ankles together behind his head. You don’t want anyone from the office to find you like this; it would be so embarrassing.

“Gonna cum for me now, pretty?” he teases, looking up at your shaking body. Of course you are; you already decided you’d do anything he asked tonight. You stuff your hand in your mouth to quiet yourself and let your orgasm hit you, harder than you’ve ever cum before. Juyeon fucks you through it with his fingers, mouth dropping open in awe when your fluids get all over his hand.

“You came so much,” he tells you, leaning up to show you the sticky white mess on his fingers. You reach out for your tissue box, but Juyeon sticks his fingers in his mouth and licks them clean. You think you might die right here, but you want him to fuck you first, so you hold on.

“Please fuck me,” you whimper at him, reaching for his hand. He’s still fully dressed and it shouldn’t be so hot, but you love it. As much as you don’t actually want to get caught, the idea of Juyeon being fully dressed while you’re naked and your desk is covered in cum has you getting wet all over again.

Juyeon smirks, then leans over you for a kiss. “As if I’d leave now without getting to be inside this pretty pussy,” he laughs, swiping more cum from your folds. You hiss at the feeling, still sensitive from your first orgasm. “Should we do it on the desk? Or in your chair?”

You contemplate both. Your desk is already a mess so it would be easier, but something about the idea of Juyeon holding you in his lap while he rails you has you absolutely salivating. You nod at the chair shyly.

He smirks, standing up and walking over to the chair. When he sits in it, legs spread wide with his cock bulging against the fabric of his pants, you feel your pussy throb with desire. Juyeon unbuttons his pants and pulls his cock out. The fact that he didn’t wear underwear to the office has your mind reeling. “Come over here,” he beckons you, and you stand up from the desk immediately.

When you’re close enough, Juyeon grabs your ass and forces you into his lap, his cock right underneath your bare pussy. “Did you finish all that paperwork?” he asks you after a kiss, splaying a big palm over your bare back.

You look at him dumbly. “What?”

He laughs at you, leaning forward to capture your lips in another kiss. This time, he bites the bottom one, soothing it after with his tongue. “The hiring paperwork. For your new team. Don’t tell me you forgot already?”

You look over to the disheveled pile of paperwork hanging on for dear life at the edge of your desk. “No,” you admit with a swallow, your eyes coming back to meet his gaze. Juyeon smirks, then reaches out behind you and sweeps the papers to the floor.

“Oops,” he chuckles, grabbing your hips and lifting you up. “Guess I’ll have to punish you then.”

You look down as he spits in his hand and strokes his cock, the length filling out nicely. It still doesn’t feel real that you’re about to get fucked by your favorite camboy, but you’re not going to pinch yourself again. You just watch as he closes his eyes and thumbs over the head, spreading his precum around as his soft moans are making you wetter by the second.

Juyeon opens his eyes suddenly and looks at you. “Do you have a condom?”

You almost want to laugh; who keeps condoms in their office? But then you realize you’re a little less sexually active than most people, so maybe you’re the weird one here. You shake your head, feeling disappointed that the one time you aren’t prepared for something, it has to be this.

“Birth control?” he prompts, raising an eyebrow. And suddenly you’ve never been more thankful for your gynecologist for talking you into the implant in your arm.

“Yes,” you sigh in relief, squeezing his shoulders. You’re still balancing in his lap while he strokes his cock below, but you don’t want to wait any longer now that you’re cleared. “I’m clean, I haven’t been with anyone for…a while.”

Juyeon kisses between your breasts. “I’m clean too, I got tested last week,” he tells you. You love a responsible man, so this information turns you on even  more.

“Hurry up,” you whine, wondering why he hasn’t started fucking you yet. Juyeon raises an eyebrow, one hand lining his cock up to your entrance while he holds your hips steady.

“See, this is exactly why I have to punish you,” he sighs, shaking his head. In one swift motion, Juyeon sinks you down onto his cock, leaving you impossibly full.

“Oh my god,” you gasp, mouthing at his collarbone. His big hands smooth over your back as you get used to the feeling of his massive cock being inside you, the stretch almost too much for you to take.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he coos, his hand coming down to squeeze your ass gently. You can’t help but gasp again, your walls fluttering. “Just tell me when I can move.”

You know Juyeon isn’t in a rush, not with the way he’s soothing you and giving you little pecks from time to time. It warms your heart, honestly…but you aren’t here for sweet little moments like this. If you’re going to sleep with your dream man, you want him to absolutely destroy you. So you do what you know best to get a man to fuck you; you slowly rock your hips against his lap while running your hands down his back.

Of course, Juyeon doesn’t disappoint. With a low growl, he grabs your hips and lifts you up off his cock almost completely, slamming you back down before you can even catch your breath. The pace he sets is brutal right from the start, but you can’t stop moaning and whimpering as he pounds into you.

“You just don’t know how to be good, do you?” he says, shoving a hand between you to rub circles on your clit. Juyeon kisses at your throat while he takes you apart, his teeth nipping every so often. “Couldn’t wait to just get totally railed in your office?”

You can’t do anything but remember to breathe in and out at this point, your walls hugging his thick cock every time he fucks into you. Everywhere you look, Juyeon is there, whether it’s his hands, his dick or his lips. Not that you’re complaining, but it’s getting to be overwhelming. Your orgasm is coming on strong, hurtling down towards you faster than ever.

“Juyeon,” you cry out, your nails digging into his back harder than before. “I’m gonna cum.”

Juyeon stops thrusting, instead grinding his hips into yours while he thumbs at your clit. “Go ahead,” he tells you, smirking. “Get my cock all creamy.”

Your vision whites out as you release, Juyeon’s cock and his hands on your skin the only thing tethering you to Earth. The aftershocks have you trembling in his lap, barely holding onto his shoulders.

It takes a few minutes for you to come back and you immediately feel guilty that he didn’t get to cum, your face pulling into a frown. “Let me finish you,” you say, sliding off his lap to your knees.

“You don’t have to,” Juyeon starts, but he cuts off into a moan the second your lips wrap around his dick. You squeeze his balls in your hand as you take him as far into your throat as you can, thanking god you don’t have a gag reflex.

Juyeon grips the arms of your desk chair, his head falling back as he breathes carefully. “That’s it,” he coaxes you. “Take your reward for your promotion.”

You moan around his cock, the vibrations startling him slightly. If someone had said last Friday that your fantasy would come true, you would’ve laughed in their face. But here you are, experiencing it. The sounds he’s making have you ready to go for another round, despite still being sensitive. You want to make sure he gets to cum first though, so you swallow around him and suck him harder.

“So good for me, you gonna let me fill up your mouth?” Juyeon looks down at you, fingers sliding into your hair and gently pulling you further onto his cock. You breathe hard through your nose to accommodate him, drool and precum dripping down your chin.

You know if anyone walked into your office right now, you’d look like a sloppy, dick obsessed mess. But you can’t find it in yourself to care anymore, not when all your dreams are coming true. You look up at Juyeon, swallow his cock again, and suddenly he’s spilling his load into your mouth, hot and salty.

You swallow until you can’t, the rest dripping down onto your chest as you catch your breath in heaving gasps. Juyeon collapses into the chair like jelly, his cock deflating as he stares at you with a blank expression. You feel more nervous the longer he looks at you like that, unsure of what you two are supposed to do now.

“So,” he starts, leaning forward on his elbows. When he can reach your chin, he grabs it with a smirk, tilting your head up. “When can we do that again, boss?”

[detco-hell]

besties vs the world

[episode 523 - What She Truly Wants to Ask]

[mikerztmf]

two ppl asked and i shall deliver!! so have a whole essay about jake-centric drake 👍👍

the natural place to start talking about jake's feelings about drew is near the start of their friendship: the freshman scene in ep9. i think this scene (and ep11) is one of the few points where you can really tell what jake thinks of drew. and to sum it up, he thinks pretty highly of him.

it's never super obvious, but when you think about it, drew really meant so much to jake. because drew was really jake's first friend after middle school, the first person to ever accept him so easily. BUT, he couldn't necessarily tell drew that, bc he'd be forced to open up about his past and his passion for music (which is like. the one thing he doesn't want to do)

and imo, jake caring about drew (and henriam ofc but this ain't abt them) and genuinely wanting to be friends is sort of... integral to who he is as a character, in a way. jake changed himself to keep drew, bc he cared about what drew thought of him. whether or not he was right, jake assumed that drew would bully him/drop him if he ever found out that he liked music. jake didn't wanna lose drew, so he kept quiet and lied. it obviously wasn't RIGHT, but still, it's what he does.

once he got closer to the music club, things got way more complicated though, because jake's lies became more than just lies of omission. and eventually, he grew distant towards drew around eps8-10. HOWEVER, i dont think he was really aware that he was doing it, or that he was inherently being an asshole/bad friend on purpose???

i think that's proven in the drake fight. like, jake lied to protect his friendship with drew, but it obviously backfired on him in the long run ("how am i supposed to know anything about your passion when you don't tell me anything anymore!?"). so jake only actually realised his mistakes, especially how badly he treated drew in the past month of canon, when they were thrown in his face by DREW HIMSELF.

and you see jake himself be surprised before quickly cracking, because he realised that drew was right. he has been lying for years. and it's sorta important to think abt the words here. "if you care so much about your friends, jake, why don't you spit out the truth already?!" ...quickly followed by jake spitting out the truth. not only did (and probably still does) jake care about drew, but he also considered them friends! WHICH ALSO EXPLAINS "nice to know we were never really friends." "that's not...! drew..."

jake trying to defend himself shows that even after everything, he still viewed drew as a friend, and wanted drew to hear him out and stay in his life. like, idk, after he came clean, jake still cared about what drew thought, and hoped that he'd want to still be his friend too.

i talked abt this in my last essay, but jake was so broken up after the fight. sure, it looked like he'd moved on, but the way he thought he saw the jomies at the competition + the right now mep part just kinda proved that he hadn't. and idk, i can only imagine that it hurts - losing your first friend, and only having yourself to blame because you lied to his face in an attempt to keep him.

LMAO SO IDK i think jake sort of did value drew as a friend, and that maybe, just maybe, drake is not as unrequited as people think?? imo their issue wasn't really that it was one-sided, but bc they never told eachother how much they valued eachother (for whatever reason)

[dailypokemoncrochet]

Can you even fucking imagine if I had done what I originally planned and not shared ANY of my crochets online until I finished them ALL?

[crimeronan]

youtube shorts is recommending me anti-trans accounts doing street interviews in portland like "omg omg ongggg kitkat look look look we made algyrythm so good. look look ❗️❗️❗️ you live here, yes?? 🥳 we know where you live?? 👉👈 you like local content?? 🥺 you like portland?? 👉👈 you want see portland???? 🥺🥺🥺 HERE PORTLAND POSTER!!! 😄" like. damn dude i actually feel kinda bad that you tried so hard. like you actually did pick up maybe one-half of a topic i like to watch videos about. it's like when a little kid tries to pick flowers for their mom and gives her an allergic reaction instead. i'm sitting here like wow. is this really what portland videos are?? is it seriously all just viral conservative clickbait and longform videos about fake meme polycules???

.....should i have a fucking youtube account where i post about being in an actual portland polycule????

[bigkickguy]

drew this cause my bf made a funny edit about how he hates the eternals grind in granblue but he still thinks seofon is cool so I made this shitpost to cheer him on

[steelycunt]

also pen y fan today!! btw!!