#and i don’t wanna bc i just wanna sit and LAMENT in my SADNESS

[cosmxc-ars3hol3]

i just finished Good Omens and i just wanna say

i recommend it to anyone that is willing to watch a gay slow-burn that thus far has been left on one of the ANGSTY-EST cliffhangers ice ever watched

im fine, why are you asking?

[darlington-v]

Bro yeah... the transmasc friendship longing... its like yeah... I feel like its the youth vibes I should have had... and like, I look back on stuff I used to watch and how I felt about people around me... and like... the same wish and envy has always been there. Which like makes me feel a bit better cause its not JUST beeduo to give me the feelings...

Yeah... I just wanna be a bro who hangs with my bros...

You can like ignore this if you want, it just more of me being /same...

OK SO THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY INBOX FOR A HOT MINUTE BUT YEAH

U GET IT ANON.

and yeah same i had the same reaction to like sasuke and naruto as like uhh genins, and theyre like Anime Bitches

and then i've had the same reaction to eddie n richie from IT in the 2017 film so like

i know it's not JUST beeduo but damn i still get sad when i watch them sometimes lmfao

but it's alright i mean something that can bring me comfort is like!! honestly??? fiction exists for a reason, and you can totally just.... explore things you may miss out on THROUGH fiction. and that's like a comfort. like sometimes things aren't ideal because of the cards we're dealt and that's okay! bc idk sometimes the missing cards meant more experiences that make me, me.

i was thinking about this in the car about like how. i think to myself sometimes like wow i wish i had the childhood a cis gay man would have had because i know?? a lot of like.... things ive missed out on childhood are important to me and i wish i had those experiences sometimes.

BUT ALSO??? IF I WAS A CIS GAY MAN IDK. IDK IM GLAD IM A TRANSMASC NONBINARY PERSON DUDE. like cis men are great and wonderful and i genuinely love them!! but im glad i have.... the experience of being raised "female" so to speak. like maybe i didn't have like???? the experiences i sometimes may YEARN- this is so far unrelated to bee duo bc im getting into like being a queer cis boy, and like??? idk if they're queer! maybe! it's not my business and it's not anyones but im not putting any type of labels on these guys bc its not my job nor my business like i said

BUT. BEE DUO R SLIGHTLY RELATED TO ME GOING AWW MAN WISH I WAS A CIS BOY WHO WAS KINDA FRUITY W/ MY HOMIES SOMETIMES

BUT ANYWAYS.

I MAY YEARN FOR THAT SOMETIMES but also if i was cis i think i'd not be as privy to somethings i am now? like idk! like, the male experience is vastly different from the female experience, and [this is applicable to childhood largely as our society functions on a binary in terms of gender, and only recently has it become more often that parents may raise their kids aware of gender and shit like that.] so i'm not talking about adulthood being confined to a binary, but our childhoods (at least in the US) mostly are. like typically by adulthood if you're queer you have an idea or you know and you have the freedom to explore that and experiment with it. like thats not to say by adulthood the female and male experience are the same either, it's just to say usually by adulthood it's not just a narrow binary. like maybe??? in childhood it can be more broad be depending on how you were raised, but most people are raised... with a binary.

ANYWAYS. THEYRE BOTH DIFFERENT EXPERIENCES. AND THOUGH I MAY LAMENT ON THINGS I'VE MISSED, I THINK THE EXPERIENCES I HAVE NOW HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO WHO I AM TODAY, AND OVERALL, I LIKE WHO I AM TODAY. especially MUCH more than like. how much i'd be willing to SACRIFICE that for like... a cis boy experience.

like i wouldnt be able to, obviously, but with that knowledge i don't have to lament it all the time. especially when, like i said, i can just... explore that experience in fiction. and if you really wanted to like, you could definitely RP something similar with your friends! because its a fun and cool way to explore shit in fiction!

RP and fiction is cool, it can be a healthy tool for people who have been robbed of experiences or simply have missed experiences and lament that to explore.... said experience.

TLDR;

YEAH ME TOO, BUT A PIECE OF COMFORT I HAVE IS THAT EVEN THO I CANT HAVE THOSE EXPERIENCES, THE EXPERIENCES I HAVE NOW HAVE MADE ME WHO I AM TODAY AND I CAN ALWAYS JUST. WRITE SOME FICTION OR RP SOME OF THOSE EXPERIENCES IF I RLY WANTED TO

[kireihan]

ship headcanons: mc gets sick

Leviathan x Bernadette:

is it the time?? the long awaited episode where the love interest gets sick??  hello?? his time has come

except he knows like batshit abt what to do when his lover is sick

spends like an hour freaking the f u c k out because bern?? are you ok?? talk to me honey are you dying?? is everything alright??

i mean, he knows that you need the towel and the soup so he isn’t entirely hopeless

no sickies in his room pls and thanks, cant have no germs on his precious figures. plus where would bern sit in his room? there is no rest only weeb here.

has a cooler body temperature compared to the other brothers. his hands are always fucking cold man, who needs a towel when you have levi’s hands? 

watches anime with her. then realizes it’s actually straining her, so he actually holds back from watching to wait for her

pls he tries his best

Solomon x Horizon:

“wdym you aren’t coming over today” “dude im sick” “sick what? are you sick of my shit? too bad you have to deal with me~ “no im like sick sick i cant” “shit im sorry hold on ill be right there babe”

snip snap he works his fucking magic and she’s well again

except his magic makes her feel like 10x as worse before becoming better the next day so she would rather not do it that way

solomon thinks she’s a pussy, brave it out for like 12 hours and ur fine the next day “just do it, i’ll make you feel better” “12 hours of torture? for a cold? hell nah”

hori is a bit more sensitive when she’s sick so solomon isn’t as annoying

treats her rather nicely actually

“babe please sit down” “no i wanna-” “n o” “i’m fine” “you are not fine do you feel your own fever- oh there she went. she fainted.” 

Lucifer x Lia

lmao bitch wont even touch you unless he has gloves and a mask bc what will happen if he gets sick?? god forbid he has to take a day off

she insists on going to school but lucifer makes her stay at home

lucifer is really sick of her getting so irritable like my god just cooperate stop snapping at him 

hires the royal doctor to take care of her because his princess deserves the best

and because he’s too prideful to admit he knows shit when it comes to taking care of a sick human

caught a cold afterwards bcause god hates him

thats funny of me to say

sits by the bed and spoon feeds lia soup during the peak of her illness

Barbatos x Julia

barbatos barely has to do anything because julia is prepared. she’s a competent witch

that doesn’t stop him from fretting on the inside

isn’t as overbearing/skittish as the others, but makes sure he checks in on her everynow and then

julia finds out he makes insanely good soup, i mean she already knew that but he cooked it specifically for her when she’s sick

sometimes julia will fake sick to eat it

she does become a lot grumpier and kinda clingy when sick, since her senses are a little messed up with the cold making it a little harder to perceive things so she leans on barbatos for this

julia once tripped and fell when she was heading to the bathroom during a high fever and barb had a fucking heart attack

Mammon x Reese

someone actually save these two. like my god.

mammon becomes really sulky in school and refuses to do anything without reese around 

reese will haul himself to school but mammon hauls his ass right back to bed then proceed to complain about reese’s absence. 

“dude you okay?” “yeah it’s jsut a little stuffy nose.” “you don’t look very good.” “just a little dizzy, i’m sure it’ll go away” “bRUH-”

mammon slams open the door to catch reese streaming on deviltube because reese is bored

back to bed a g a i n mammon is about to lose his cool

mammon knows shit about taking care of a sick human but this is his human you’re talking about, so he goes and buys expensive medicine

claims his finger slipped when buying it lmao

eventually mammon falls asleep next to reese’s bed

and catches a cold from being the idiot who continues to ask for kisses

Beelzebub x Sen

beelzebub is so confused but tries his best

goes to barbatos to learn how to make soup for sen because soup always makes him feel better

sen complains about feeling cold, and beel knows he has the highest body temperature out of the demons and has a pretty strong immune system from eating god knows what so he has no qualms about crawling into bed with sen and cuddling her so she’s warm

i mean she actually has a fever but sen slapped on one of those menthol cooling patches on her forehead so it’s gucci

beel’s hands are large and warm. instant heating pads. 

really attentive and sits by her bed like a sad puppy asking if she needs anything 

since he has a habit of guarding lucifer’s room when said brother is sick, he guards sen’s room too. just kinda sits in front with his ddd and a pile of snacks, inconveniencing everyone who tries to pass by the hallway

Belphegor x Usako

walks around house of lamentation wrapped in a blanket and leaving tissues in her wake

why is she so mopey my god belphegor doesn’t have the energy for this. slaps a cold towel on her forehead and passes out on the floor

usako literally refuses to rest so belphe has to cast a sleeping spell on her to get her to stay down and recover

belphe goes to ask beel how to help usako get better since beel seems to have better success with sen

you have to realize belphie, sen and beel are like one of the only functional couples here ok.

“why are you so fussy just eat the medicine.” “sTOP FUSSING” “MY GOD JUST EAT IT” belphie is like yey close to flipping his shit

accidentally made her cry because she’s sensitive and belphie sighs really loudly as if to say “damn ur annoying” but goes to cuddle her anyways and presses kisses to her forehead to pacify her

she shows up the next day 100% genki genki and belphie is like “??? weren;t you just sniffling and coughing and having a fever yesterday what happened to you” 

Satan x Yen

satan is probably one of the only competent boyfriends here ngl

has read a ton of books and spends his time reading random things on the internet so he figures out what yen might need

except the damn girl is always sleeping and it’s time for her daily dose of medicine which unlike usako, she doesn’t kick up a fuss over eating. 

gets sick pretty easily and is prone to high fevers. satan ignores her complaining as he places cold towels on her back and forehead. 

yen’s usually too tired and sluggish to actually put up a struggle so there’s just a lot of verbal whining abt the cold 

becomes kinda childish when sick, when she’s really tired and about to fall asleep, she’ll tug on satan’s sleeve and ask him to stay a while

also gets really clingy and hates being alone 

but she’s asleep like 99% of the time lmao

[firelord-frowny]

Some of y’all might have black friends who seem to be ~lashing out in anger~ because of all the shit that’s going on, and when someone is lashing out in a direction that maybe comes really close to where you’re standing, I know it can feel hurtful and confusing, and it can be hard to know how best to respond. 

So, I wanna kinda explain that right now, and all throughout ~american~ history, really, black people have had to suffer PROFOUND psychological wounds. And it might not always seem that way bc I mean, most of us are otherwise ‘normal’ people just going on about our lives. It’s not immediately obvious how hurt we are. But if you’re observant, you can notice big differences in how black people respond to hearing about heinously bigoted acts, vs how white people respond to them. 

For example, I somehow wound up talking to one of my violin teachers about eye color. I don’t remember how we got on that topic, but it prompted me to casually mention how my mom was born with blue eyes, and that when she was a baby and her mom would bring her on the bus, the white passengers would coo over my mom’s blue eyes, ask to hold her, and then take her to the front of the bus to sit with them while her mom stayed sitting in the back. Now, obviously I know that’s some racist-ass-shit, but like... it’s not shocking, and I’m pretty desensitized to those kinds of things in the sense that I obviously know it’s horrible and upsetting, but also, I’m not gonna mope about it at all.

But my teacher had this horrified expression and he went, “That’s... sick!” 

So, think about that for a minute. Think about exactly how much trauma and abuse a culture would need to suffer generation after generation after generation in order to not even bat an eyelash at an incident that would cause most decent people to reel in disgust. 

That’s the trauma. 

You can see it demonstrated in Jane Elliot’s “brown-eye-blue-eye” experiment, where white children were scarred for life after enduring only a few hours of a very watered-down version of what black people have to go through for our entire lives. 

That’s the trauma. 

Trae Crowder, “The Liberal Redneck” summed it up nicely in one of his recent videos: “I mean, black people catch all this shit for rioting, but really, given the circumstances, they almost never do it, you know? But you can only push a people so far, and apparently they draw the line at wanton public murder at the hands of the law.” 

We go through so much ugly shit every day, and sometimes it’s small things like being condescendingly described as “articulate,” and sometimes it’s bigger, scarier things like being pulled over because the cop thought the car we were in was Too Nice to belong to a black person, or a professor accusing you of plagiarism because they think you shouldn��t know any words with more than two syllables in it. And this is stuff that more often than not, we just bend over and take it. We just smile and nod. Because I swear, our only real concern is getting home safe. We will put up with the most demoralizing shit if it means we can exit the situation alive and unhandcuffed. 

Sure, we go home and lament to our families or friends in private, but we have to “Behave” out in the real wold, because we know that there are people out there just looking for their chance to either ruin our day or end our lives, and we have no way of knowing who those people are until we’re already in danger. It’s a constant state of fear and hyperawareness. But we don’t really call it fear or hyperawareness. We just call it part of the black experience. These anxieties are built-in. It does not go away. It’s not always at the front of our minds, but it’s always present. It’s a miracle for some of us if we can go a full day without having to consider how our blackness someone’s racism may negatively impact us.

So when shit like these most recent murders happen... 

it’s essentially tearing into a tender, festering wound. It’s the proverbial straw that broke the camels back. It’s the tectonic pressure, built up for millennia, finally unleashing an earthquake that yanks the ground right out from under everything and everyone, and the only thing anyone’s experiencing is chaos.

That’s the trauma! Your black friends are reeling from pain and grief and fear and frustration that is centuries old, and to be blunt, some of us ain’t coping. I mean really, this is some shit that can’t be coped with. I don’t think there’s a “healthy way” to deal with seeing people in your community being killed in public on camera, and not being able to escape having to see the footage over and over and over again. There’s no “healthy response” to having to witness, time and time again, people keep their freedom after they murder us. There’s no “correct” way to react when people in positions of power proudly defend and even praise the people who threaten and kill us, while demonizing and punishing us for getting angry and demanding change. 

So, all off this what I want you to think about when you catch yourself feeling hurt and attacked by some of the things you might hear your black friends say. Try to remember that when a person - any person - goes through so much endless trauma, it’s not always possible to refrain from lashing out. And if you feel yourself wanting to interject with statements about “not all white people” or anything of the sort... try not to do that. Try, instead, to express compassion. Try to BE that hypothetical white person you reference when you say “not all white people.” Don’t TELL us about them - BE them! When you hear your black friends expressing their grief and anger, listen to them. Tell them that you’re here to help. Let them know that they’re safe with you. Let them know that they deserve justice, and that you’ll do your part to shape the world around you into something better. Tell them that you’re sorry for all the pain that’s being inflicted on them. Tell them that you care how they feel, and you care about their safety, and that you know they’re right to be angry. Tell them that they can call you if they ever feel there’s anything you can do to help keep them safe. Be available. Be kind. Be patient. Be sad and angry with us. 

I know during times like this, obviously we want the focus to be on all the hurt that’s being done to the black community. And I mean, obviously we do get the worst end of this shit. 

But like. 

Every decent person suffers from this crap. All of our lives are made worse. All of us are stuck having to fight for shit we should have never even had to ask for. It’s not fair to anyone, and it sucks for everyone, but we all have to deal with it, and we all have to make it stop. 

Idk, I guess my point is just... be compassionate. Be a good person. Be one small reason why your black friends maybe don’t have to feel quite so scared. 

[komakitigerdrop]

Saby here (1)! I don't know how this app works (I use twitter) & I thought I didn't send the message so I was kinda gonna to reply in the comments on Ao3 when I could (Honestly I wanna skip June bc my bday its on the 17 but I won't be able to do shit bc exams gqhdhe) Like I said before, don't worry if you can't reply! I understand♡ I'm keeping my fingers crossed sweetie ;; Not long ago I lost ALL my files (not so sad about it anymore bc those fics were horrible) so I totally I feel your pain.

(cont) Btw sorry if my English sounds like Google Translate! My mother tongue is Spanish. Ah! I’m kinda trying to make a playlist (not really rn bc I don’t have time hqheiew) for Asami & Aki & I have a few songs for Aki but just 2 (Nicotine & “Light up the darkness” by VIXX) for Asami bc ugh, I get him but at times I don’t, you know? Have you heard any you think suits him?

¡Hola Saby! Your English is excellent! My mother tongue is not English either, I was born and raised in Brazil so we’re good. Google Translate and TheFreeDictionary are our best friends, am I right? XD

Yeah… I really try to tell myself it is for a good reason, as in: maybe those scenes were not as good as I thought they were? The dialogues are really hard to write again, though, because sometimes you’re sitting there waiting for the bus and all of a sudden characters start telling you the lines with the best wording possible and you just start writing them down in a napkin with eyeliner cause you know THAT IS IT, that’s what you had been trying to write for five days and to recreate that kind of moment is… ugh. Hard!

But let’s see how it goes. Hopefully this weekend all the pieces will fall into place and I will finally be happy enough with the chapter to post it.

Now, songs for Asami, you ask? Ahh, that’s some good stuff. *rubs hands excitedly*

See, if I could translate Asami into a song, that would definitely be the third movement of “Der Sturm”, by Beethoven (Piano Sonata No. 17). I just think it is very representative of him, his world, his relationship with Akihito. The sonata-rondo is almost like a musical equivalent of him as a businessman: organized, sophisticated, following a pattern, his days marked by repetition, control, no surprises. But this composition does not follow the cadential standards of a regular sonata: there are strong emotions, conflict, a dark, tumultuous nature underneath each note. So, stoic in the surface but a tempest underneath, sounds familiar? XD And then, right in the middle, there is the inverted lamentation, reminiscent of the other two movements, and it is soft and unusually sweet, almost like two lovers talking in the middle of a storm while their boat is sinking. Again: familiar? And the closing with the fortissimo is just as epic. When the song ends you even need a few moments to recover. Very intense. Very Asami, if you ask me.

Now, to be honest, my playlist for him is very eclectic. I can think of Asami when I listen to a number of songs, from Imagine Dragon’s “Believer” to James Blake’s “Retrograde” to Maroon 5′s “Animals” (this last one especially in relation to Akihito).

As to what kind of music Asami listens to, I love to entertain the idea that every now and then he puts on a yukata and very enthusiastically sings songs like Ijizakura when he thinks no one is watching, basically because he is known to collect guns from Japan’s Restoration days and even has a Major in Imperial Japan, the nerd. (And of course Akihito is always watching and even managed to record a 2 min vid of Asami’s performace, which he intends to use as a bargaining chip at some point of his life. Spoiler alert: he will never succeed.) 

PS: And I also like to think that when he is really focused on reviewing reports in his office, Asami mindlessly hums American pop songs from the 80s.

[tempestshakes01]

i’m kinda 😔about how my mood at the start of the new year is 

i wanna lock myself in a country cottage with my dog and art supplies and never return anyone’s call

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feelin’ very anti-soc this 2020 ✊🏼😩

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tbh, it’s probably my period is comin’ in, but it’s...like...making sad that i don’t want to talk or look at anyone ever again unless it’s my dad because he’s chill and we’re getting along very well. hmm, i guess my entire family can stay bc we’re all getting along very well l8s

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ugh and lily [aida don’t u dare mention this!!!!!!!! ever!!!!!] is setting me up on “friend dates” with guys and i’m worried that these “friend dates” are code for real dates cause she slips up sometimes but she’s got a new man ~possibly~ and beef with the old one and also another guy visiting so she’s pretty busy but i shouldn’t say that because lilz is all powerful and can multitask like a muthafucka and the vibe i get is she really wants me to get dicked down. throw another fist up for a great pal like that ✊🏼😩

whatever i open up tinder periodically and i have a pretty great match/match rate (as in every time i swipe yes on a dude, he’s swiped right) but the pickings are so low here like it’s very obviously mostly a hookup app in sa which...might come in handy in time. also getting swiped gives me anxiety cause i’m like ‘am i catfishing with these pictures????? do they SEE what i look like?’ which leads me to the question

when did i get such a terrible self-esteem? like not even low. TERRIBLE? is it my period? lol. just my period constantly fucking up my pov. where’s deb?? when i need her! call my therapist pls! 

but yeah this is like so bad of me to say bc i was so gung-ho on leaving but spok/ane tinder dudes > sa tinder dudes. like the guys i matched w in wa were...how do i put this......fuckin hot and pretty interesting and fun. even with all the fish pics. but ni modo, i did this to myself. 

also camie was encouraging bc she’s creating a “harem” of hookups in her neighborhood so she’ll be warm all winter long and i appreciate the hustle. the thing about camie is she has, uhhhhhh ,personality and what do i have? 

see!!! that self-esteem!!!!! 

it’s the period talkin’. i literally want to stay out in the woods and never return. i walk for about 2 hours a day (and yet thanks to tx portions and my lack of self control i’ve gained like 12 pounds!!!!) and it’s like the best thing ever because i’m blessedly ALONE. 

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that all being said, i really love that i get to hang with alex on a regular basis even if she does have a new beau in the picture but it’s cute because she really resisted this girl but was won over...but i can tell it’s gonna be alexncrystal from now on....which is fine......but it’s all she talks about lol. i’m a bad friend. talk about your new girlfriends!!! it’s cool!!!!! anyway, i can’t even go to the climbing gym cause i have to save that money for a while. we did spend a lackluster nye together tho. def not on par with our previous eves. 

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also appreciate lily. and anna. and bianca when i see her! 

especially bianca bc i feel like she’s the extroverted but chiller version of me in the sense that she rather play some type of game than just sit at a bar and talk. i love listening and but give me something to do with my body pls. i’m dying just sitting and trying to not squirm out of my chair. she’s also perpetually single and doesn’t give af about it which helps w this weird mood im in of lamenting my singleness while also being totally incapable of love outside of joe........dempsie. lollllllllllllll jkjkjk. joe. my dog. my lil cup of joe who is best lil boy in the ENTIRE WORLD even if he is also a very bad boy. im cool with just loving my dog  but like maybe i should be open to more since my period will not last forever and some point ill want to return to the land of people and not a field of flowers. i should open bumble and go on some real friend dates.

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TLDR; i’m superbly antisocial today but i wanna find all the different types of lurv in 2020

[sutterbabe]

#2 Dylan strome

Omg yay requests are open!! Can you do one with Dylan Strome? Where you two are best friends and when you two are together you’re both very funny and goofy, but then you leave, and all of the Otters chirp him for being super in love with you but never making a move? Haha thanks!

Song suggestion of the day: bull ride by magic city hippies (don’t ask its a good song ok)

Dyl pickle is my favourite nickname bc its so cute. Dont hate on my baby its not his fault he looks like that. Also he looks so cute in this interview im sorry its not my fault i dont make the rules.

You laughed as Dylan threw his arm around you shoulder and glanced up at him to find him smiling down at you.

“Don’t look at me like that.” you told him with a laugh.

“Oh now I can’t look at you now? Okay.” he replied with a laugh as he watched you shield the side of your face with your hands.

“No pictures, no pictures.” You snickered.

“If either one of us turned out to be a stalker its you.”

you dropped your hands and feinted hurt. “Is this because you’re mad I went through your old facebook posts?” you asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow.

“You sent them to everyone!” He complained.

“Anyone in erie wanna hang out.” you imitated, dropping your voice as low as you could.

“Oh shut up.” he rolled his eyes as you snickered. “you have to be nice to me, I let you borrow my sweatshirt.”

“You let me? You literally wouldn’t let me leave the house till i ‘put on something warmer’” you giggled.

“Same thing.” he laughed. “I felt bad that I completely annihilated you at mario kart.” he reasoned.

“You are a liar and a cheat.” you told him with a stern look as a kid raced past you. “Oh my god, look at sonic go.” you laughed, pressing yourself against Dylan as the kid almost bowled you over.

“Gotta Blast!” Dylan laughed. “Look at him go, thats fucking wild.” he commented as you watched the kid tear down the hall.

“Why he run? Where he go? come back sonic and tell us your secrets.” you lamented.

“Now we shall never know. Goodbye sonic, my sweet prince.”

You snorted at that, pushing open the door to the where the otters had decided they would have a team building cook off. Why? We may never know.

“Look who finally showed up, the dynamic duo themselves.” Alex smirked.

“Decided if we were gonna grace you with our presence, better to do it fashionably late.” You informed them.

You and Dylan were paired up with Dylans teammates Alex and Taylor. Alex was rattling off instructions and trying to keep the three of you from mucking the recipe up.

“Okay next it says..” you heard Alex snort and Taylor leaned over to take a look at the recipe so he could find out why it was so funny.

“It says spank the dough.” Taylor giggled.

“Hear that Dylan, now you gotta spank your dough.” you told him.

“There’s a reason they call me daddy strome.” Dylan laughed, waggling his eyebrows.

“Wow I am shmook” you replied, a hand on your heart

Dylan snorted. “But are you shmooketh? Thats the real breadwinner.”

You winced at the pun. “I am no longer a happy camper”

“Lamp.” dylan replied and you snorted.

“the pita of hell.” you replied. You and dylan burst out laughing at that. You had a habit of integrating your autocorrect mishaps into your inside jokes and it was never not funny.

Taylor rolled his eyes. “What the fuck guys, I swear you’re like telepathically connected or something.”

“Guys stop.” Alex whined. “Everyone else has food cooking!”

“Okay, okay.” You rolled your eyes.”GO work your magic dylan.” you told him, making him waggle his eyebrows at you.

“Wait, are we gonna salt the pasta?” Dylan asked as the four of you worked to steal spinach and ricotta inside your pastry.

“Did jesus die for our sins?” you questioned sarcastically with a raise of your eyebrows.

He rolled his eyes. “Just asking.”

“Just asking.” you mimicked, making him elbow you.

‘Guys!” Alex warned with a roll of his eyes. “Dylan what are you doing?”

You looking at the way dylan was sealing the pasta closed, with a glass instead of pressing the knife to the edges.

“The hells it look like? Doing the-” he waved his arms wildly towards the raw pasta. “thing you told us.”

“That’s not how you do it.” you pointed out. “you need to use a fork.”

“Uh. Incorrect. I’m doing it better. Look how much more pasta I’ve done than you. Its an all-in-one movement. Simple. But effective.”

“no.” Alex told him sternly, shaking his head.

You laughed at Dylan. “See. I’m doing it the right way.”

“Support me!!” Dylan whined desperately as you laughed at him while Alex made him redo all his pasta.

“Thank god thats over.” Alex muttered as you finally got the pasta in the oven.

“Wow. Don’t you like us Alex?” you replied, feinting hurt.

“Yeah, Alex, don’t you like us?” dylan said with a cunning grin as he took a sip of his water bottle.

“You suck.” Alex whined with a roll of his eyes

“Only if you’re lucky.” you replied with a smirk. Beside you Dylan choked on his water which made you, Taylor and Alex burst out laughing as Dylan coughed and spluttered.

Dylan’s eyes were still burning, even after you left and all the boys kept giving him these shit-eating grins.

“A little on the obvious side don’t you think, Stromer?” Taylor smirked. Oh dear god, here we go. It was bad enough his whole team knew. Dylan was actually surprised you hadn’t found out yet, but he was thankful that most of the boys were considerate enough to save the teasing till after you were gone.

“Don’t start.” Dylan warned him.

“I had to put up with your goo-goo eyes for an hour and you expect me to let it go?” Taylor scoffed. “No way, no how. You are so fucking whipped man, its almost sad.”

“What’s sad is that he’s been pining for her for years.” Kyle snickered as he leaned over to chime in.

“I’m not pining- I just-” Dylan protested.

“Not pining?!” Alex laughed. “Have you seen the way you look at her? I swear half the time you might as well sit there drooling.”

“Oh come on.” Dylan rolled his eyes. “I’m not that bad. I’m not even that obvious!”

Dylan was pretty sure every player in the surrounding vicinity scoffed at that. “Not that obvious?”

“Stromer, you are anything but discreet.” Taylor told him.

“This is getting ridiculous. How do you live?” Alex laughed.

Dylan rolled his eyes again. “Can we get back to-?”

“No way. You have got to tell her. I’m not letting it go until you do.” Kyle warned. Dylan blanched and Kyle dropped his teasing. “Seriously. What’s the big deal?”

Dylan shrugged. “What’s wrong with how it is now?”

“You are a man in pain, stromer, and I personally am tired of bearing witness to your gross ‘head-over-heels’ thing.” Taylor told him pointedly.