#and then anything that there is is notttt giving the vibes

[roblogging]

the job search has begun (i already want to retire)

[catcze]

HI CATTE! big fan of ur works!! glad to see another wrio filo fan !!, can I request wrio trying to learn filo for Filipino!reader !! I think it's super cute and I feel like he would probably become fluent in secret to surprise you !!!!!

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

「 FEAT : 」  Wriothesley x GN! Filipino! reader

「 ### : 」  Fluff, some swearing, but overall very good vibes ♡ Reader can speak Tagalog! I'll be real this is super cheesy esp the tagalog dialogue but SUE ME I love cheesy shit and this is self indulgent. Written pre-4.1 release.Translation for Tagalog dialogue found at the end!

AAAA HI BABY ♡ I cannot express how happy this made me ?!?!? Like, I'm bumping it up on the prio because it made me sooo kilig when i read it HAHAHAH I hope you like it lots !! (also if any filos have corrections/improvement on the tagalog dialogue pls lmk because I am notttt the best at writing in tagalog dialogue lmao) also ! I changed it and made him, like, not super \ fluent yet at Tagalog, hence why imo some of his dialogue sounds a bit;;; like, practiced? textbook? if that makes sense? HAHAH

Wriothesley doesn't have some big, grand reason for doing any of this. It's not your birthday or your anniversary or anything like that. He's not meeting your parents and he sure isn't planning on proposing just yet.

In all honesty, it all started from a quick kiss you pressed to his cheek and a string of words in a foreign language whispered into his ear.

"What did you say?" he asks when you pull away, a small smile on your face.

"I said mahal kita," you tell him, a hand resting on his arm. Your eyes soften almost imperceptibly when you say the phrase again. You sound so damn fond when you say it, it makes his heart want to skip a beat. "It's one of the most common ways to say 'I love you' in Tagalog."

"Can you say it again?" He asks, and you easily comply.

Mahal kita. Mahal kita. Mahal kita. I love you. He turns the words over and over in his head, then tries to replicate how you pronounce it with his own tongue, but the words come out a bit funny thanks to his fontainese accent. He's not used to the intonation of the language and it shows, if your amused little laugh was anything to go by.

"Like this," you tell him after watching him struggle for a bit and taking mercy on his poor tongue. "Repeat after me." Then you open your mouth wide, so he can see how you do it.

"Ma."

"Ma?"

"-hull."

"-hull."

"Kih."

"Kih?"

"Mhm. Tah."

"Tah."

"Put all that together, and you get mahal kita."

He tries it again, but it still comes out a bit funky. Not at all like how you say it, sounding buttery smooth and practically dripping with charisma. Despite this, you still smile at him like he's given you the world in your palms, or like you're about to cry from happiness. You press your lips against his, stealing the air right from his lungs and making his eyes flutter shut. He can never get tired of kissing you, he thinks, and if messing up a little bit gets him this much affection, he can only imagine what you'd be like if he improved.

"Mahal din kita," you mumble against his lips, breaking away but not straying far.

After that, unbeknownst to you, Wriothesley picked up what is essentially (but not actually the title) a Tagalog for dummies book and hunted down a guard in the fortress who can speak the language enough for him to consult whenever merely reading the words on a page was not enough.

You've also begun to speak Tagalog more and more around him since finding out his interest in the language. You've even managed to correct his pronunciation a little bit, despite how new much of it was new to him.

("You have to roll your r's a bit more, Wrio. Like... like you're purring, i guess?" That, in particular, he heard quite often. Who knew that his mother tongue said their r's differently from yours? Certainly not him.)

He eats up every bit of advice you give him in passing when he tries to replicate whatever word or phrase you just said, quietly taking note in his head and repeating the phrases back to himself even when you're not around. He goes to that one guard he had dubbed as his 'Tagalog tutor' and peppers them with questions so often that he figures it warrants him to hand over a particularly generous bonus later on for letting him as much of a bother as he is.

And finally, after a good long while of giving it his best effort, his tutor deems him able to hold a conversation in Tagalog well enough, and promptly pushes him out the door, telling him to 'go get 'em, boss.' before hastily locking the door behind him.

When Wriothesley wanders back to your living quarters, reassuring himself that he's been practicing for this, for you, and that even if he gets it a little bit wrong, you're probably going to be happy either way. Probably.

"Sweetheart?" He calls, coming inside. He follows your faint 'over here' to find you on your bed in your casuals, relaxing for the day.

When you catch sight of him, you smile, beckoning him close, just to press a kiss to his lips when he leans over. "Hey," you say, grinning up at him.

"Kumusta ka? Namiss kita, mahal. " He says, the words coming out a soft murmur against your lips. You pause for a good while, jaw dropping and brows furrowing in confusion, and Wriothesley fears that he could have messed up somehow. Then a wide smile breaks across your face as you glow with absolute delight.

"Hoy, talaga?! Nagtatagalog ka?" You sit up to be eye-to-eye with him, and you see nothing short of pride in his eyes. One of your hands flies up to cover your mouth as you gasp. "Woah, ang galing mo!"

And oh, it's one of the cutest things you've ever seen from him— Wriothesley smiles, just s little bit, and the slightest hints of a blush dust his face. It's adorable to see how he reacts to your praise.

Wriothesley's eyes dart away from yours, one of the few tells of embarrassment you've ever seen from him. "Pasensya na, di pa ako magaling magtagalog. Nag aaral pa lang ako."

"Kahit na!" You're clearly enthused, happy and grinning and buzzing with energy. "Namiss din kita! Okay naman ako. Ikaw? Kumain ka na ba?" You're wide awake and looking up at him like he hung the stars in the sky for you. Wriothesley is smiling now too. All those hours and late nights trying his best to get the words right, and this was the very reason why.

"Mhm, kanina pa, bago pumunta ko dito." One of his hands reaches up to your face. The callouses and scars of his hand drags a giggle from you as he tries to rub the sleep from your eyes. "Sana nakatulog ka ng maayos."

And compared to when you first told him you love him in your language, his Tagalog has improved by leaps and bounds. Still affected by his accent, yes, but his hard work showed through. It is that and the tenderness in his voice that makes you break this little song and dance between the two of you. Your hand reaches up to hold the one cupping your cheek, letting you lean further into his palm.

"Were you intending to surprise me? Because you certainly did. In a good way, I mean."

Wriothesley chuckles. "I'm glad. Been trying to learn it since that first time, and I think I'm making some progress. Though anything more than a simple conversation is still a bit much for me."

"Kahit na," you repeat yourself, "You're amazing! You got so good! Oh, we are going to have so much fun having secret conversations that no one else can understand."

He playfully quirks an eyebrow at that. "While that's definitely going to be some fun, I really wanted to learn how to, ah, tell you that I love you back."

"Oh." Again, you pause. "Well. Here's your chance, I guess." And you smile at him again, the one that has his heart skipping a beat. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders to pull him into your space, you press your forehead against his and close your eyes. He can feel your breath tickle against his lips, and he almost sighs in response.

"Mahal kita, Wriothesley."

"Mahal din kita, my love."

Translation:

"Kumusta ka? Namiss kita, mahal. " — "How are you? I missed you, love."

"Hoy, talaga?! Nagtatagalog ka? — "Hey, really?! You're actually speaking Tagalog?"

"Pasensya na, di pa ako magaling magtagalog. Nag aaral pa lang ako." — (spoken sorta formally) "Sorry, I'm not very good at speaking Tagalog yet. I'm still learning."

"Kahit na!" "Namiss din kita! Okay naman ako. Ikaw? Kumain ka na ba?" — "Even so!" "I missed you too! I'm fine. What about you? Have you eaten yet?"

"Mhm, kanina pa, bago pumunta ko dito." "Sana nakatulog ka ng maayos." — "Mhm, I did earlier, just before I came here." "Hopefully you had a good nap."

"Mahal kita, Wriothesley." — "I love you, Wriothesley."

"Mahal din kita, my love." — "I love you too, my love."

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

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TUMBLR ATE THIS WHEN IT WAS SO CLOSE TO BEING DONE😭 POST 2.0

5. What's a fic idea you've had that you will never write?: Probably anything just Spn. Writing any of those mfs intimidates me— but at the same time I may write an Spn x Flash crossover so🤷‍♀️

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?: None of the betas informed me that chapter 1 of Trophy could be considered sad or even emotionally painful… but apparently it was for some people lmao. Same with 12 hours, actually. Chapter 2 completely desensitized me. No other wip is sad in comparison💀 at least to me.

11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics?: Notttt really. I have a playlist for Trophy with songs that vaguely give off the vibes; but I listen to it for ideas, not when I’m actively writing. Music is way too distracting when I’m writing.

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?: Oh Trophy ofc. If I could draw/animate I would be making so many animatics for it (actually. I did. But it’s definitely not whatever you’re thinking of. It’s so bad💀). But considering I picture it with the actors and settings and such; live action would be the way to go. I even picture the camera angles.

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HIII KEB

this is probably gonna be a long message bc i have a lot to catch up on but 😭 I ALSO CAUGHT UP ON OTC ITS SOO GOOD they need to fall in love and get married now!!!! is it bad that as soon as i saw a picture of jiung with a volleyball i thought of otc..

ALSO WE GOT PIWONS FIRST WIN!!! im so proud pf them i may or may not have cried im so so so happy for them when intak cried i broke down instantly omgggg

and one more thing but how did u actually start posting?? 😭 like i have so many ideas but my writing is dookie and im so scared to post it and idk how to do layouts nd all but UGHH IM RAMBLING

N EE WAYS i hope ur having an amazing day and stay safe and dont get sick and make sure to eat well and LOVE U ❣️❣️

-🦦

ITS BEEN SO LONG ITS LIKE IM TALKING TO UR SPIRIT LOLLL 😭

y/n and theo will BE TOGETHER SOON‼️🙌 TRUUSTTT but what’s a fanfic without a little miscommunication 🤭 i have big plans muhahaha but omg wait i think ab my fics?🤭🤭 ur making me blush helpppp

STOPPP BC WHEN THEY WON MY MOUTH WAS ON THE FLOOORRR LIKE THE GASP I LET OUT WAS INSANE!!!! I CANT BELEIVE WE GOT A FIRST WIN FOR THEM IM SO PROUDDD. For me it was when i went on twitter after and saw all of us rejoicing that i finally sobbed my eyes out😭 i was literally bawling, 4 years in the making and i’m so glad we got to give them this for all of their hard work but let’s keep winning for the other comebacks!! this is ONLLLY the beginning

TO BE HONEST WITH YOU…I WAS SO SCARED TO HIT THE POST BUTTON ON MY FIRST WRITING ON THIS APP😭 I did not have any confidence in my writing at all bc i came from wattpad (which is literally the badlands for literature💀) and if ur writing or your plot is bad then you won’t get any views like fr…

so when i published my first theo ff i literally just basically said “fuck it we ball” counted down from 3 and hit the post button with my eyes closed 😭 so safe to say that method checks out to be amazing 👍💀

FOR THE LAYOUTS THOOO i took inspiration from the other writers in my community’s and tried to replicate that! for me my long fics have a poster form (sort of like how otc has one big poster) and my shorter fics have a 3-picture style, where i put 3 pictures with the same color scheme in one row of text (kinda like how star-shaped keys have two pics that fit the aesthetic of the fic and one kyo pic that fits the color scheme of the other two pics!) from there you’d wanna put the basics which are the title, the genre, the warnings, so if ur fic has profanity or smut or anything like that and do notttt forget the description of the fic bc who would want to read a fic blindly??🤨 and any extra things you’d want to share!

for me i share a couple of songs from my playlist to help set the mood or list any songs that match the vibe of the story :P

OKAY WAIT NOW IM RAMBLING 😭 I HOPED I HELPED U OUTTT

[drawlfoy]

So I usually dislike intense bitterness or anything that seems bland. I like matcha (which idk if that counts lol) and I’ve tried chamomile but I also don’t usually really enjoy that. I prefer more sweet/floral-y flavors

oooh i love matcha and that's good to know!!! i also have a burning hatred for chamomile lol. if you dislike intense bitterness/bland teas, i would recommend just being really careful with the types of brands that you buy tea from. this is especially true for floral teas, because it's surprisingly easy to mess up jasmine greens/rose/hibiscus and make it bitter. my favorite brands are murchies and steven smith, but if you want a more affordable version i love pg tips (if you're looking for black tea) and twinings. also, make sure you're not brewing your tea for too long. do notttt be the type of person who drinks your tea with the teabag left in. no judgement if anyone reading does that but i only recc that if you like bitter teas!

ok, specific recommendations (and sorry for how long this is, i'm trying to avoid doing my final paper) (also if you don't want to order fancy teas online the decaf option has a lot more things that you'd just see on store shelves):

caffeinated options

—if you're gonna go to starbucks, get an iced chai. not a hot one bc every hot chai ive gotten from them has tasted like dishwater. the iced chai is always.v good i feel like they put honey in it or something but i literally know they dont dfjksa;lf

—if you go to a boba shop, order a thai milk tea! i feel like u might like that one. it's the most vanilla esque of the black tea family. its giving marshmallow vibes im ngl.

—earl grey from steven smith. (DO NOT buy off of amazon, no guarantee they'll send u the real thing lmfaooo) im gonna b honest bestie i think this one might be the best for you if you like something floral and want a pick-me up caffeine wise. if you don't want this to be too bitter, mix with a splash of milk of your choice, vanilla, and sugar. ideally if possible use vanilla syrup, but it's fine if you can't. diy london fogs literally saved me this semester. earl grey has notes of bergamot and it gives the floral/citrus vibes while still having the fullness of a black tea.

—vanilla chai from bigelow. this was all i drank in my first semester of uni. it really warms you up and i think the vanilla is a nice way to add

—baker street from murchies. sooooo use your best judgement on this one because it may not be your cup of tea (ik thats not funny im sorry) as it is p smoky. if you're curious about lapsang souchong but are too afraid to commit to something that extreme (it is a very polarizing flavor...some people refer to it as gunpowder flavored but i promise it is just smoky and cozy like ur sitting outside by the fire), then do this tea. baker street is inspired by sherlock holmes and is a little more floral and sweet than lapsang. it's my all time favorite tea ever

—canada breakfast from murchies. this is english breakfast if u like sweet and you cry over how strong irish breakfast is. this is maple syrup sweet. my mom has a giant sweet tooth and loves this. if its too strong add a splash of oat milk in there and a spoonful of brown sugar!

—jasmine green tea from steven smith. DO NOT overbrew this one. it will make u sob. this is a very delicate, soft floral that also has some caffeine and umami moments w the green tea. so so good if you're a matcha fan. chefs kiss.

—library blend from murchies. this is a little floral and blends well as it's a combo between green and black teas. it's rlly lovely :)

decaf options

—iced lemon loaf tea from tazo. i've yet to meet a single person who doesn't like this. it's sweet while still having a little bit of that lemony citrus. v good to drink while doing hw.

—bengal spice from celestial seasonings. it's hella important that you don't brew this for too long as it is very spicy and has a lot of cinnamon notes, but it's super cozy and a little sweet. do be warned that this has a tiny bit of a licorice aftertaste, though.

—country peach passion from celestial seasonings. so lovely, nice n sweet, if you like iced teas this is great iced as well. don't be scared off by the chamomile taste note. im not a chamomile fan and i enjoy this tea

—honey lavender tea from yogi. OH MY GOD every time i drink this i feel like im ascending. literally crave this rn. oml. so so good. it's great to fall asleep w.

—sugar cookie sleigh ride from celestial seasonings. it's one of my guilty pleasures lol it's sweet and i could honestly drink buckets of this

—vanilla sleepytime tea from celestial seasonings. i apologize for the heavy emphasis on celestial seasonings LMAO im not rlly an herbal tea kinda gal so most of the decaf options i've had are all from my childhood. anyways the vanilla definitely scales back on the chamomile and another plus side is that it will absolutely knock u the fuck out

—lemongrass tea from steven smith. a little on the pricier side, but mix this with some honey and literally see whatever deity you believe in (if you believe in any). also i acknowledge this has some chamomile notes but god this is so refreshing and amazing

ummmm ok so apologies if this isn't exactly what you're looking for (ik this is a lot and may not be for someone who doesn't want to buy expensiveish teas) but those are my top recommendations! also if any of them are too bitter i recommend adding either agave/honey to floral and herbal teas, and brown sugar and a little milk of your choice to any of the malty black teas. happy tea drinking adventures! lmk if you try one and like it but no pressure!

[anythingandeverything1d]

Side Stage

“You look amazing, H.” you said giving his solid grey suit an approving nod. He wore a light green button down shirt underneath, leaving the top few buttons open. His hair was styled back into waves and his fingers full of rings. He had his hand on his heart and a small smile on his face when he saw you.  “I absolutely love this look on you.”

He gripped your hand in his and pulled you forward with a smile. His lips pressed gently into yours, your arms tangling back around his neck and into his hair. “Get a room!” Mitch hollered walking in. Harry laughed and took a step back, pulling your back against his chest and resting his chin on your shoulder. 

“This is our room.” Harry noted, raising an eyebrow at Mitch.

“Oh is it? I thought we were equally sharing all the space backstage?” Mitch continued to joke. Harry just shook his head and you smiled. Mitch looked at you and grinned, “Excited for the show tonight?”

“I am, I’m really excited to see how everything finished out with the show.” You hadn’t seen any of Harry’s shows yet. You had watched Harry and the band design what they wanted everything to look like, you had even seen some of the rehearsals, but you hadn't seen a finished show from beginning to end. You were luckily going to be staying with the team the rest of the tour, but tonight being your first show had you beyond excited. “I’m also so SO excited to sit front row and see this one perform.” you looked up at Harry with a smile. 

“About that...” Harry bit his lip and looked at Mitch for support who shook his head and walked out.

“Thats a private conversation you two need to have. Im not getting in the middle.” He put his hands up as he walked away. 

“What’s a private conversation?” you asked turning to wrap your arms around Harry’s waist.

Harry sighed and shook his head. “I don't think you should be out in the crowd... you need to stay back here tonight.”

“What?”

“Its just that the crowd is going to be one of our biggest yet-”

“And? Why can’t I be part of that? I want to cheer you on, I want to-”

“I know, I know you do, but babe-”

“Harry why don't you want me to watch you? Isn’t that a big part of why I’m staying with you on tour?”

“I do want you to watch...” He sighed and pulled you into the chair behind him. “I just want us to be safe about what we do.”

“What do you mean? Why wouldn't the arena be safe?”

“(y/n) you announced online you would be touring with us..”

“Yeah, I was excited and proud...I didnt think that was a big deal.” you were getting frustrated now. 

“It’s not...but people, for a very good reason, are extra hyped that you will be touring with me. I just think that putting you in the crowd is going to cause a lot of craziness and you could end up being over crowded and hurt or or you know...something bad could happen.”

“Har-”

“I don't want to lose you when I just gained you...If anything happened I would be too distracted to continue on and I don't want you getting hurt and not being able to travel... I just don't think you should be out in the crowd with the fans.”

“But I want to watch you.” you crossed your arms and looked at him sternly. 

“Babe...please....Do you know how hard it would be for me to be on stage... to see you get overwhelmed, surrounded by fans, having them grab onto you, I mean my fans can be a lot...They can-”

“Harry.” you grabbed his chin and forced him to look at you. You pressed a warm kiss to his lips. “I love you so much. I’m grateful you care enough to be worried but-”

“No buts. Youre not going to be in the crowd.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m sorry but its not worth the risk. Look if things are calm tonight, we can try tomorrow to have you out there but I want to feel the vibe before I feed you to the wolves just to see me on stage.” He touched his nose to yours and breathed out slowly. “I love you and I cant take that risk tonight, I’m sorry.”

“So I’m just stuck back here. All Night?”

“No-no of course not. I want you to watch still. I just want you to watch from the side of the stage instead of in the crowd.” He kissed your cheek, the warmth of his lips sending shivers down your spine. 

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah...I mean..” you looked at him, his eyes begging you not argue and you took a deep breath. “I’ll stay side stage instead tonight...but I do want to be in the crowd at least once.” Harry smiled triumphantly and kissed you all over your face making you laugh. You kissed him hard on the lips and whispered, “I mean plus, I like the idea of having you to myself when you come off stage for breaks.” 

Harry laughed and rubbed his hands up and down your back, whispering against your ear, “Oh yeah? And what would you need me to yourself for?”

“This..” you kissed him, your tongue slipping into his mouth, tangling with his. He slipped his hands up your shirt and pulled at your bras clip before moving his hands up under the bra. You bit gently on his lip and pulled away but he pulled your lips back to his. You smiled and kissed him lightly before pulling away and standing up. Harry sat there, breathing heavily and annoyed. “Don’t give me that look. You have to be on stage in 10 minutes.”

“Yeah but thats 10 minutes away...” he whined, standing up and gently pushing your back against the wall. His hands landed at the sides of your head and he went to kiss you. You kissed again but pushed him gently away.

“Harry. Not now.” you laughed.

“Why notttt” he bit his lip and you sighed. You wanted to give in, to pleasure him and yourself, but you also knew that those 10 minutes were needed for prep.

You kissed his cheek and took his hand. “Make it through the concert and we will, but right now you've got screaming fans to please instead..”

He sighed and kissed you, “you're the only one I want to please right now.”

You grinned and shook your head lightly laughing, “You are something Haz.” You pulled him into the hall where the team was waiting. You quickly pulled him aside and whispered in his ear, “Just think about how much better it will be after, when your high on adrenaline, I’m even more turned on from watching you...” you tugged on his ear with your teeth. 

Harry nodded and grinned, his lips pecking yours. “I’m holding you to that.” 

You laughed and nodded as he pulled you into the team huddle. After the break, the band ran out on stage and you wished Harry good luck. He followed after, sprinting out to do his thing. You stood on the side and watched him, every few minutes he would turn and wink, just to make sure you were still there. You hated to admit, but the side view was far better than the crowded front row would've been. 

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A short blurb that I got a request for! Hope you like! Thanks for the request!

xoxo

[running-on-fanfiction]

Noah Centineo -Celebrating

The line “you were never second best” with Peter Kavinsky from “all the boys I’ve loved” if you’ve seen it. If notttt do “my mom told me not to mess around with fuck boys” w/ Noah centineo (the guy who plays peter) thank you! I love your writing!!

A/N: Yeah, I totally haven’t seen it. My brother has and he told me bits about it but idk, even with this cutie I still don’t really have the energy to watch it. I’m weird. Aww thank you Love! Enjoy! -Julianne

“PLEASE tell me you’re free tonight!?” Your best friend Noah yelled into the phone. 

“Well hello to you too.” You laughed as you placed the milk back into the fridge. “And yes I am free.” 

“GOOOD! I’m picking you up at five, wear that pink dress I got you for your birthday.” 

“Shoes?” You asked not knowing if this was a whole formal thing.

“Doesn’t matter. Remember five!” He yelled again before hanging up. You placed your phone on the counter before looking to see that it was three. You deiced to finish your cereal before getting ready. 

~

“You look beautiful.” Noah grinned as you opened the front door. 

“You’re just saying that because you picked the dress out.” You joked as you closed the door and followed him to the car. 

“You know you really aren’t nice to yourself, champ.” He smiled as he used your nickname. 

You honestly don’t remember why he gave you got nick name. All you knew is that you’ve had it since you met him four years ago. 

“So, what is it that we are doing?” You asked once you place your seat belt on. Noah, gave you his boyish smile before he drove away from your street. 

“WE are celebrating.” He grinned as he pulled on to on of the main roads.  

“Celebrating for what?” 

“Celebrating, because your handsome, amazing best friend just got a big movie part!” He grinned. 

“Not at all full of ourselves are we.” You giggled.

“Oh never.” He laughed. 

“What are we going to do?” You asked looking over at him. 

You never wanted to admit it because the thought of losing Noah as your best friend killed you but you did have a slight crush on him. Just the way he acted made you fall hard. He gave off a very fuck boy energy  vibe, but once he let you close to him you found out that he was by far one. He was the most caring person you have ever met. He would do anything for those he loved, and cared for. If you needed him he was there and even if you didn’t need him he was still there. You went to him for everything, and he did the same to you. 

“I was thinking dinner, a nice movie and maybe some ice cream after.” He smirked. 

There was something about the smirk that made you think there was something more to it, but you brushed it off once you two got to the restaurant. 

“What are you going?” Noah asked as he watched you lean over to grab the bill. 

“Paying the bill.” You said like he should have known already.

“Noooo am paying.” He made a funny face at you as he grabbed the bill.

“It’s my turn to pay.” You shot back trying to grab the bill, but Noah handed the bill and card to the waitress, before you could grab it. 

“Tonight you don’t pay. I do.” He said. You rolled your eyes at him but knew that fighting with him was pointless. 

After eating you two made your way to the movies. All throughout the movies, Noah had his arm wrapped around your shoulders, which wasn’t new but it was new for him to do in public. There were always news on you two. Everyone was sure you two were a couple, but sadly you weren’t. 

“Why don’t you grab a table while I get the ice cream.” Noah said. He was looking a little nervous, but you just chalk it up to the horror movie you two just got done watching. 

“Okay.” You watched him walk up to the counter, before going to pick a table, that was in the back of the store. 

“Here we are.” Noah smiled as he handed you his cone. He watched you take the cone, and lick the cold treat. 

“Are you just going to stand there or..” You teased. 

“Can, I see your cone for a moment.” He asked. You gave him a weird look before handing your cone over to him. You watched him look around the cone paper before handing it back to you. 

“You okay bub.” You laughed. 

“Um yeah.” He said shaking his head. 

“Why does your cone say “will you be my girlfriend?” You asked noticing the writing on his cone. He looked up at you with fear written on his face. 

“Oh god! They gave me the wrong cone.” He mumbled as he hung his head low. That’s when it started to make sense. 

“This was a date, wasn’t it.” 

“Kind of. I had this whole night planned. Dinner, movie, and a nice ice cream question.” He ranted. You let out a giggle before leaning over to kiss him.

“Will you shut up.” You giggled. “It’s hard to say yes when you won’t shut up.” 

Noah smiled as he leaned over to give you another kiss.

“As you say girlfriend.” 

“Oh a second thought my mom told me not to mess around with fuck boys.” You teased, as you got up to walk back outside. 

“NOPE! YOU ALREADY SAID YES!” He yelled as he followed you. A smile painted on his face. 

-Julianne 

[intotheforeign]

Don’t read this.

Trust me. It’s not worth your time. This is a classic case of Shelby not knowing what the fuck to do, and keeping her options far too open. But holy fuck my brain is in a PICKLE. Or maybe I’m making too much of this in my head, but irregardless (yes, I know that’s not a word, but but I’m vibing with it, okay?), I’ve got a lot on my noggin.

So. We’ve all seen my posts about Mr. Cruise. This guy has been in and out my life the past 3 years, and we’ve only had a friends with benefits relationship. I’ve been beyond content with that.

Then. Shelby meets Fire boy and he pisses her off on night one. I find myself saying that Cruise would never say something or do something like Fire did (are my taglines annoying yet?), and that was a strange moment for me. Why was I comparing Fire to Cruise?

Fast forward to Fire totally turning his stupid comments around, proving to me that he likes me, wants to keep pursuing whatever it is that we are pursuing, and wanting me to call him out on his shit. I’m totally excited by him, and curious where this could go, but absolutely terrified that we’re too different, and that our lives are on separate paths that can’t possibly commingle.

Now that I’ve summed all that up, here comes the dilemma.

Cruise wants to hang out, and I tell him that I’m feeling some sort of guilt for hanging out with him because I’m kinda-sorta starting to date Fire. He’s super sweet and supportive, and basically tells me to do my thing. The next night though, he calls me to randomly tell me how much he appreciates that I’m “level headed and straightforward.” This sends my mind into a curious spiral of.... why the fuck have we never tried anything? We obviously care about each other, we have great conversations, the sex is great, and we enjoy spending time with each other.

I ignore these thoughts because they don’t fucking matter... I like Fire and I’m excited to see where things go, even through my hesitations.

Fire has now started to use words like “my girl” and “babe,” towards me, and I’m like HOLD THE FRIGGIN PHONE, we have notttt had a conversation about making this official. While I may annoyingly melt when he says shit like that, I am also trying to pump the breaks because, again, I don’t know if our lives will mesh well.

Then we still have Cruise over here on the side reaching out, and finally I’m just like.... fuck it. I want to know why we never tried it. So I call him.

In summary, he basically says that our lives coexist outside of each other, and with us living kinda far apart, it’s not the most convenient. He then begins to tell me, that it was somewhat recently that he almost asked to give it a shot, and that he made a decision to not sleep wth anyone else but me and still hasn’t.... and now that I’m reading that... I kinda feel like he was maybe telling me that he wants to try it? Fuck me.... idk. He wasn’t direct enough, so I’m not gonna try and read into it.

In our conversation I keep finding myself wanting to say “don’t worry, we will be able to do this again.” But it’s like, what the fuck does that mean?! Does that mean that I think this thing with Fire is temporary? I felt feelings of sadness, and that I was actually going to miss Cruise.

It’s strange, and I totally don’t know how to think right now. I’ve got Fire, who is just that, lighting up my world and has me so excited. On the flip side he also has me nervous that I’d be setting myself up for an unhappy life if a relationship transpired. Maybe not though... Then there’s Cruise, who I’m gonna miss, who I find myself wanting to lean on, who has his shit together, and I respect. I just don’t know if we could even be a thing, because he’s right, our lives coexist outside of each other. While I think they would fit well together, it’s a little difficult to picture after all of this time of just being casual.

Hers the thing... I don’t have to think about this too hard and make it more complicated then it needs to be. I know that I’m leaning into this whole thing with Fire, and I can just wait to see what happens and where my feelings land with him. If that flops, we know that Cruise will be excited to have things return to the way they were, and so will I for that matter.

Ohh, me.