#The Journal Entries

[earthlyangelbby]

Cupid's Curveball: mini chapter 2.5: The Journal Entries

mini chapter 2.5: The Journal Entries

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Eddie’s Journal Entry 

February 8th, Late That Night

Alright, Munson, let’s get this out of your head because you’re driving yourself insane.

She said it was for Silas. Silas. Some guy with a decent smile and a thing for animals, and apparently, that’s enough to have her all flustered and making mixtapes like it’s some kind of love letter. But damn it, why does every song on this list feel like it’s screaming my name instead?

“Take It Easy” by the Eagles Yeah, because she always tells me to take a breath when I get worked up about stupid stuff. She’s the one who makes me calm, makes me laugh. “Laid-back and classic,” she said. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

“Sweet Child O’ Mine” by Guns N’ Roses This one’s supposed to be romantic, right? The kind of song you play for someone who makes your world brighter? I played this in my van once, and she sang along, all off-key and perfect. She said it was one of her favorites. That wasn’t for Silas, was it?

“I Want You to Want Me” by Cheap Trick Alright, that one’s just cruel. If that isn’t what I’m feeling every damn time I see her smile, I don’t know what is.

“Take My Breath Away” by Berlin She laughed when I said it was a bit much, but hell, that’s exactly what happens when she looks at me like I’m actually worth something.

“Somebody to Love” by Queen Freddie gets it. The whole damn song is my internal monologue whenever I’m around her. But yeah, sure, Silas is the guy who needs somebody to love.

“You Really Got Me” by The Kinks No commentary needed here. It’s obvious. She’s got me, alright. Has had me for way too long, and she doesn’t even know it.

“Let’s Go” by The Cars Okay, that one’s practically ours. How many times have we blasted that in the van, singing like idiots? “Adventuring song,” she called it. Damn right, it’s for us, not Silas.

“Crazy on You” by Heart Oh, I get it. She’s got no idea how much I get it. She picked this one, probably thinking it’s just a good song. But it’s a gut punch every time, especially since it’s how I feel every second she talks about someone else.

“All My Love” by Led Zeppelin Now we’re just twisting the knife. This one hurts because I remember showing her Zeppelin’s stuff, watching her light up when I talked about their lyrics. If she’s giving all her love to Silas, where’s that leave me?

“I Was Made for Lovin’ You” by KISS She joked about it, said it’d make Silas think she’d put out. The words pissed me off more than they should’ve. She deserves better than some guy she barely knows. She deserves… more. She deserves someone who’d do anything just to see her smile.

“Hot Blooded” by Foreigner A joke, she said. But it feels like every time I’m around her, my heart’s pounding out of my chest. She doesn’t even have to try.

“Whole Lotta Love” by Led Zeppelin Another Zeppelin track. Another punch to the gut. What the hell does Silas know about love anyway?

“Walk This Way” by Aerosmith Alright, this one’s just fun. It’s us, though. Our energy, our vibe. Not Silas’s.

“Nothing Else Matters” by Metallica This one broke me.

She doesn’t remember, does she? I showed her this song. I told her what it meant to me, how it’s about opening up, letting yourself be vulnerable, and laying it all on the line for someone who matters. I told her it was one of the most personal songs to me. She said it was beautiful. Now she’s putting it on a tape for some guy who couldn’t possibly understand what it means to her or to me.

I didn’t say anything when she picked it. I just wrote it down and forced a smile like it didn’t feel like someone had just ripped my heart out and stomped on it.

I keep telling myself it’s fine. She doesn’t owe me anything. She’s allowed to like who she likes. But damn it, why does it have to hurt this much? Every song, every little joke, every laugh it's like I’m standing on the sidelines watching her slip further away.

She asked me to go dress shopping tomorrow. Said she wanted me there. For what? To help her pick something Silas will drool over? Or to carry her bags and pretend like I’m not in love with her?

I don’t know if I can keep doing this. But the thought of not being there for her? That hurts even worse.

God, I’m a mess.

Your Journal Entry 

February 8th, Late That Night

Dear Diary,

What is wrong with me? I had the perfect chance to tell him. I made the tape, poured my heart into every song, and then what do I do? I blame it on Silas.

Silas! Who isn’t even real! He’s literally just Eddie’s middle name. And now Eddie probably thinks I’m into some imaginary guy when the whole point of this stupid mixtape was to tell him I’m into him.

How does my brain even work? Like, did I think he wouldn’t notice that every song is one of ours? The ones we jam to? The ones we sing at the top of our lungs in his van? Did I think he’d just shrug it off? Or maybe I was too afraid he’d get it, and I panicked. That’s it. I panicked, and now it’s all messed up.

The Songs and Why They Were for Him:

1. “Take It Easy” by the Eagles Eddie’s always telling me to relax, to stop overthinking. He’s my “take it easy” guy. This song is him, through and through.

2. “Sweet Child O’ Mine” by Guns N’ Roses This is how I feel when I look at him. He’s so… him. Beautiful in every way.

3. “I Want You to Want Me” by Cheap Trick Self-explanatory, right? I want him to want me. But I couldn’t just say that, so I said it was “fun.” God, I hate myself.

4. “Take My Breath Away” by Berlin Because that’s what he does. Every single time he looks at me.

5. “Somebody to Love” by Queen I don’t want just somebody. I want Eddie. And I want him to know he’s not alone.

6. “You Really Got Me” by The Kinks This one’s for us. For the way we are together chaotic, fun, and perfect.

7. “Let’s Go” by The Cars Our road trip song. Our dumb-adventure anthem. How did he not remember that?

8. “Crazy on You” by Heart Because he makes me crazy. In the best way.

9. “All My Love” by Led Zeppelin He has all of it. My love. Every bit of it.

10. “I Was Made for Lovin’ You” by KISS Flirty, fun—what I wish I could be instead of a nervous wreck.

11. “Hot Blooded” by Foreigner This one’s about the way he makes me feel. My heart races, my cheeks burn… It’s all him.

12. “Whole Lotta Love” by Led Zeppelin This is our song. He’s the one who showed me Led Zeppelin, the one who got all excited explaining why this track was so amazing.

13. “Walk This Way” by Aerosmith It’s loud, wild, unapologetically him.

14. “Nothing Else Matters” by Metallica This one hurts the most. Eddie showed me this song forever ago. He said it was about trust, about letting someone in. He told me how much it meant to him, and I put it on the tape for him. Not for “Silas.” For Eddie.

I can’t believe I let my anxiety mess this up. I wanted to tell him. I really did. But when the moment came, I froze. I couldn’t say it. And now he thinks this was all about some fake guy I made up.

I don’t even know how to fix this. I want to tell him it’s for him that he is the reason for every song, that he is the reason my heart feels like it’s about to burst half the time. But what if I try and it’s too late? What if he doesn’t feel the same?

I hate this. I hate feeling like this. I just… I wish I could tell him.

With hate,

Me

[hansoeii]

Jayce's Journal - A Hidden Entry

[wormspoodle]

i think they are so silly

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[iliothermia]

[nenoname]

It's still interesting that TBoB called more attention to Stan's control over his mindscape (And if you go with the interpretation that the lost pages are partial truths that are heavily influenced by Bill, then he's the one insisting that only someone with training should be able to have that much control over the mind.)

Meanwhile we have a memory!Stan. Someone who apparently knows too much and is rather aware for being a simple memory.

From the Wheel of Shame, we know Bill was able dig up all kinds of dirt on Stan but... that wasn't why he was there in the first place, was it?

Bill couldn't find the code immediately despite a memory of Stan opening the safe being a few hours old at most and decided to have Mabel try find it for him (The original concept of the ep had it far more hidden but this was likely cut because of time constraints)

Ford did experiments on Stan's mind which likely meant using Project Mentem and actually looking around his mindscape, and his only reaction was to comment on his jokes-- despite what little we the audience know being enough to render us sobbing wrecks

(yes I refuse to shut up about this part cos the book's intro is extremely underrated)

Stan was able to replace his memories of Ford with the swingset instead and managed to hide Ford in his Bar Mitzvah memory. And that's not even mentioning the lack of visible Portal and Stan o' War which noticeably show up in Ford's dreamscape (the broken swingset manifesting anyway pains me tho)

He subconsciously has misdirects for his secrets that are both silly and manages to disturb everyone too

And while Bill-as-Soos being bored by the vending machine memory is a joke that's basically the crew's way of going "hey remember the thing way back in the first ep that's going to show up in the next one?" and in-universe appears to be Stan slipping up, it's interesting that they had Stan input the wrong code when it's consistent literally every other time its inputted (especially when it shows up correctly in the very next episode)

It's even possible that the safe code that Bill found could have been a misdirect too but we'll never know since the safe got blown open by dynamite.

Stan was able to buy time by making his mind blank despite being genuinely terrified when Bill enters his mind (to the point that he breaks character and uses his own voice to yell), and could conjure up his living room (in colour opposed to his mind's regular greyscale) to make sure Bill didn't have enough room to flee, slamming the door in his face before the effects of the memory gun kicked in.

(EDIT: Random door analysis here)

And maybe the twins eventually told him that Bill had already been inside his mind after their W3 reunion, but all we know was that his conscious self was left in the dark for ages and wasn't really aware of Bill until Weirdmageddon.

TBoB showing McGucket's dreamscape also brings up the idea of the effects of the memory gun manifesting differently to each person. To Stan's mindscape, the memory wipe manifests as blue flames which immediately brings to mind Bill's powers but it's a far lighter shade (maybe to more closely match the memory gun and its eventual fade to white?)

The end of TBoB and the website poem also firmly reminds us about Stan's connection to fire but there's also the question if Stan himself is actually aware of it...

[tear-stained-lenses]

*No reply*

Oh so you want me to kill myself?

[katcantstopthinking]

is it a red flag to say she's so me?

[dalekinapaintedparadise]

Another reason to cry about the Temperance ending: Johnny feels like V is still out there somewhere.

[sweetlikemonie]

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

word count: 1.3k

content warnings: 18+ minors dni, early morning off the wake up sex, choking, unprotected sex (wrap it up), cream pie, dirty talk, use of mama, mami, baby & daddy twice (2x), connie refers to your pussy as “she” once.

author’s note: a drabble (that was rushed and got a bit longer than intended), loosely based off this tweet as well as an experience of mine cause i miss him 🥲 decided to go with connie for this. first post tho lmk how y’all like it lol.

You stirred awake at the sound of Connie’s 4am alarm, signaling he had to leave soon. He was always on the road doing whatever he did for work, but never missed the opportunity to push up on you when he could. Though you were awake, you could still hear the faint snoring of him behind you. You hated when those damn alarms woke up everyone else but the person they were supposed to.

“Con, your alarm.” You reached your arm back to push at his chest, though a feeble ass attempt because you were still half asleep. It must’ve worked since you felt him turn over to hit the snooze on his phone, before feeling his tattooed arm wrap around your shoulders, and the other your waist; pulling you tight against his chest.

“Morning mama. You sleep good?” His deep voice spoke against the side of your neck, placing a small kiss where his face rested. You nodded as you whispered back, “Good morning. You woke me up.”Feeling your skin heat up at the sound of his morning voice. He didn’t have to do much of anything to turn you on, he could be making himself a sandwich and you’d immediately feel a wetness pooling in your underwear. And it was definitely mutual, Connie was infatuated with you. He would live in your skin if he could.

Your hips started to shift as you rocked back against his pelvis, flashbacks of just a few hours earlier with his face between your legs hitting you like a pound of bricks. His free hand pressed moved slowly from your waist to the outside of your underwear, groaning to himself softly at the feeling of how damp and warm they felt. He loved how you were always so wet for him.

“I’m sorry mami.” He kissed at your neck again, his hand trailing slowly down your chest, fingers tracing your nipples, and his neck kisses turning into slow sucking. “What’re you doing? Don’t you need to leave Connie?” You spoke through low moans, trying to navigate all of the sensations at once. You felt him literally everywhere.

Connie chuckled lowly, pausing at his assault on your neck. “I gotta be in you before I go. I feel you pushing back on me baby, just lift that leg up for daddy.”

You do as you’re told, lifting your leg and wrapping your arm under your thigh. Connie released himself from his boxers, his morning wood standing tall and thick hitting against his stomach.

His dick was just as pretty as the rest of him. Tan at the base and shaft, with a slight pink tip that burned red whenever he was hard as a rock. He wasted no time as he slipped inside of you, the stretch was painful but oh so satisfying. It had been a minute since y’all had last seen each other, but he knew you’d get used to him in no time.

Connie’s hips rocked in and out at a slow pace so you could feel every vein and inch he had to offer. A hand came to wrap around your neck, the restriction of airflow causing you to grip his girth tightly. His lips rested against the side of your neck. “I missed digging this pussy out. She always gets so fucking sloppy for me.” He grunted, you were literally dripping down his dick, your wetness starting to fall on your thighs the more he fucked into you.

Your eyes were shut in pure bliss. Moans and whimpers slipping out of your mouth quietly, you tried to not make too much noise but you loved talking nasty to him back. It made him nut quicker and fuck better.

“You making me feel so good baby. R-right there.” His hand reached around to toy around with your clit, rubbing slow but rough circles that begin to make your head spin.

“Yeah? Don’t hold back from me.” You could hear him smirking behind you before he swiftly pulled out. You huffed at the sudden loss before you felt him turn you to face him and lift both of your legs to your chest, the pudge of your tummy and the fat of your pussy peaking through the little sliver of space between your thighs. “Hold them hands right there and look at me.” He spoke lowly, your eyes flicking up to his intimidating gaze.

Connie held your eye contact for a few seconds before he looked back down at your pussy, letting a big glob of spit fall from his lips to your clit. He immediately pressed his tip against your clit, stroking back and forth making you to throw your head back.

Plat! Plat! Plat! was the sound of his spit and your slick mixed together as he repeatedly knocked the head of his dick against your clit. “That feel good don’t it mami? You want it?” You nodded your head, with a bat of your eyelashes and bottom lip in between your teeth. “I want it baby. I want you in me so bad.” How could he say no to that face of yours?

He slipped in again, a loud hiss leaving his mouth as he eased into your wetness. He wasted no time as his pace quickened and deepened in you. His hands rested on the back of your thighs, pushing your legs against your chest so you had no choice but to take his harsh and deep strokes. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer to you, lips touching the outside of his ear. You could feel yourself getting closer to your climax and you wanted him to hear every bit of it.

“I’m gonna cum daddy. All on that dick.” You muttered lowly, licking the shell of his ear. You felt Connie shudder inside of you, his pace faltering just for a second before he got back in his zone. He began angling his hips, planning to reach a spot deeper inside you, he refused to let you one up him. “Yeah? Finna make a mess? Wet me up I wanna feel that shit. ” His hand gripped at your jaw, lifting your head up to bring your lips to his. He kissed you sloppily, tongue darting out to swipe across your bottom lip.

You felt a pressure building up in your stomach, you were so close you could taste it. His hand found your clit again, rubbing steadily at your clit, sloppy kisses being placed on your neck. He drilled relentlessly at your g-spot.

You panted heavily, your hands gripping tightly at the sheets. “Fuck baby! M’cumming!” You cried out, back arching off the bed, your eyes fluttering as you creamed all over him. It was the hardest you had ever came.

He continued his pace, the feeling of you clenching against him so tightly triggering his release sooner than he planned. “Shit pretty. You gone let me cum in that pussy? I don’t wanna pull out.”

You nodded mindlessly. “Gimme that nut baby.” You don’t know what came over you. Sex talk was definitely dangerous and put you in sticky situations but you’d think about the consequences to your actions later. All you cared about in that moment was feeling everything Connie had to give you.

It was all the confirmation he needed before he gave you a few more strokes, each one getting more sloppier than the last, letting you know he was close to cumming. “Ah s-shitttt!” He hissed lowly, shallowly stroking as he released the rest of his load into you. He pulled out of you slowly, watching his cum pour out of you right behind him. You both lay there limp and naked, panting softly as you came down from your highs.

“Am I forgiven mami?” Connie broke the silence after a few minutes. When you didn’t respond immediately he glanced over at disheveled appearance, chest rising slowly as you snored slightly. He chuckled as pulled the covers against your body. “Put that ass to sleep.”

[cozybao]

love is stored in the journal! scans of my little journal documenting my japan trip across 12 days :> featuring food packaging, photobooth pictures, tickets, and stuff i picked up from the ground 🍀

read it here

[chriskotiesen]

a fragment of a dream I had in 2013

[crueldudethesis]

ʃ what have I become?

ʅ made some more art, inspired by @postal97 ^_^!!!

[erosjournal]

☆ curse of aphrodite !

~ percy jackson x child of aphrodite reader

~ synopsis : your mom likes to play pranks on the partners of her kids , this including you and percy - based on this post !

~ tw(s): implied sexual content , nothing actually sexual , i promise !

When Percy and you first got together, after your first kiss, you decided you needed to tell him something.

"Percy--" You stuttered, him nipping at your lip. He looked up to face you.

"Hm?" You hesitated, unsure how to explain the situation to him.

"... I need to tell you something," You muttered nervously. Percy looked at you, concerned.

"What's up?"

"Uh, promise not to freak out," He nodded, growing more concerned. "Well, uh, so you know I'm a child of Aphrodite..." You started. Percy nodded.

"Yup. That's probably how you got me," He teased, trying to lighten the mood. You rolled you eyes.

"Focus, Perseus. Now, I need to tell you beforehand, she really likes to play jokes on people that date her kids."

"Jokes... like how?" Percy asked. "They can't be that bad, right?"

"Well, it depends. They can be as simple as candy hearts always under their pillow, to having vibrators in their jacket pockets..." You blushed, looking away from Percy. He seemed to flush too.

"How long does this curse usually last?"

"About a month, I promise." Percy nodded, kissing you again. "I can last a month for you."

Turns out Percy's curse was on the worse side.

You were sitting in the cabin, fidgeting with some decor in the room, when Percy rushed into the room.

"Oh!"

Percy was out of breath, exhausted. He heaved, trying to stutter out words.

"Fuck your mom! She must not like that I'm a child of the big three," He groaned. You blushed, noticing something off about him. First of all, his voice. His voice had a really hot accent and it set something off in you. His hair was fluffy and clean, his clothes without a single wrinkle.

"Percy...?" You muttered, walking over to him. He looked up, frowning.

"I've been talking like this all day! And..." He reached in his pocket, a handful of condoms being pulled out. "I keep getting these! I've been donating them to Will for his sex ed classes, but I can't do this for a month," He whined. He runs to hug you, clutching you like a child. You card your fingers through his hair, feeling a little bad.

"I'm sorry Perce," You sigh, kissing his hair as he sighs into your shirt. He looks up at you.

"I don't like your mom." He whines. You worry a little, knowing that the Gods usually took this to heart, especially with Percy Jackson. You kiss his hair again, hushing him.

"I love you," You offer. He snickers.

"Love you." He looks up and kisses your lips, sighing. "You know what, I don't care."

"You're worth a month of dumb pranks."

~ an : omg i love this hc so much i had to write a lil thing on it ! i hope u liked , and i think this is so cute and silly !! also sorry , i ended it awkwardly , ong didnt know how to end it.

[szynkaaa]

His travel companion asked him if it really was necessary to kill every single enemy they encounter, so he decided to push the yaoguai back into the ground

based on the One Piece scene with Luffy and a zombie

[the-barefoot-hatter]

Ford is the best, most normal-est dad you could ask for!