#ft milo .

[hecticlife]

"i can't believe birds of a feather was the most streamed song of 2024," leon tells milo as they hang out in the back of the record store. it's quickly becoming the blond's favorite place. especially because of the music, but also because the owner is such a cool guy. "i was rooting for espresso. that song -that album- is so fucking good."

@dcwnfalls

[dnfao3tags]

dnf reclist - milo shits the bed

behold, a new trope.

— hanging out in my room by nervouswaltz (gen | comp. | 3k)

“And you can’t sleep in the guest house?” Dream deflates, pathetic. He looks intently at Patches, scratching behind her little ears, like the two of them are telepathically communicating. George watches him, drinks in the flutter of his eyelashes, the way his chest shifts with gentle, calm breaths, how the hinges of the knuckles of his fingers bend and flex as he strokes along Patches’ spine. Eventually, he looks up. “I can’t sleep in the guest house,” he declares, “because Patches will get sad if she can’t share a bed with me, and she’s not allowed in there overnight.” He says it as if it’s a definitive reason, even though Patches splits her time between all of the bedrooms, sometimes conking out on the couch for the night. “A compelling argument,” George muses, adjusting his pretend-monocle as though he’s some sort of gentleman and not like he’s sitting in three-day-old sweatpants and a hoodie of Dream’s that he stole from a basket of clean laundry that hadn’t yet made it out of the laundry room. “I suppose I’ll have to concede.”

— stay the night by cqfnce (teen | comp. | 3k)

Dream shrugs, and finally, George notices the shadows under his eyes, darker than usual. “None of the guest beds are made and honestly? I don’t have the energy to deal with that, and Sapnap is streaming, so I figured-” “Sure,” George cuts him off, playing with the hem of his shirt. “You can use mine, I probably won’t sleep for a while anyway, so.” “So,” Dream parrots him, drawing the vowel out. “Uh- thanks. You can kick me out when you need it- I’ll probably just take a nap.” “Okay, yeah, I’m just going to edit now. Have a nice nap.” And George is turning back to his computer, feeling the pull of productivity and wanting to get away from the feelings that are burbling in his stomach. “If you see Milo tell him to fuck off,” Dream adds, as he walks in the direction of George’s bedroom. “Or to go shit on Sapnap’s bed again.”

[indorak]

Summer indulgence~!

[pycth]

Hot Boi Spring Back event on the Sky Side discord!

A bunch of us artists and writers were given the prompt of exploring the early stages of any pairing’s relationship(s), canon or not.

I chose Asher and Baaabe~ if you didn’t know already, my Baaabe and Ash have known each other since they were teenagers. The boy was hopelessly down bad despite Baaabe’s initial disinterest at the time..just be patient, king, you’ll finally get your chance in about 8-9 years 🙏

(Note that this was before Baaabe and Darlin became a thing for bit—that’s a story for another time)

[not-with-you-but-of-you]

Milo Ventimiglia as Jess Mariano in Gilmore Girls | 4.21 "Last Week Fights, This Week Tights" (8/?)

[kitheking]

aggro when milo tried to take him for walkies

[ollieinoue]

Sometime early in the week at some bathroom or other [ @milonavarroo ]

Ollie wandered towards one of the shared bathrooms, deciding to pick some out of the way one that he could probably take his time in as he got ready for bed. Only to see an all too familiar figure approaching the same door as him. He grinned at Milo. "Sorry," he said in a teasing tone, putting his hand on the door and pushing it open. "I got here first." His eyes scanned across Milo, taking in the night bag and assuming he was here to do the same thing as him. While also maybe looking -- appreciatively. The two of them might not be anything anymore but that didn't mean he couldn't look. "I mean we can share if you want. Have a contest to see who takes a longer time to get ready for bed." It could be a toss up. His hair took a while to sort out, but Milo was pretty vain…

[smolfrosted]

Morning

Get smooch-boop

love ya /p /fam

Morning, get grabbed lmao

Love y’all too/p/fam

[forever-eternal]

Scene from Chapter 26 of Atlas! I want to throw legos at Splinter :)

[charfletchh]

who: @milonavarroo

where: thanksgiving, the commons

a dervish of blonde hair and sticky fingers bolted through the commons, ignoring charlie's calls to - well, nothing actually, because she was too busy taking a mirror pic for instagram to notice one of the twins had sprinted away. in fairness to her, she had told her mother she had no interest in pretending to be a big sister. but claudia had wasted no time dumping tara in her arms and going who-knows-where. probably hunting for the next stepfather.

tara weaved through the crowd with the dexterity of a eighteen-wheeler until she abruptly collided with milo's leg. the ominous silence as she drew in that shaky breath was all too familiar with anyone who spent time around toddlers - it always preceded a cry, and one too loud to come from that tiny body exploded from her lungs as people turned to stare to see who was making that child cry.

[dcwnfalls]

starter for: @dreamerfms ( kai finnegan ! )

location: mango bay records

“ welcome — “ milo starts , hardly looking up from the computer screen before noticing who had just walked in , ” oh shit , “ he grins , scheming , ” look what the devil dragged in . “ milo stands up , leaving his post to come over and greet kai . ” i shouldn't be surprised to see you , but i am . what the fuck is up man ? you need new tunes ? a vent sesh ? staff bathroom ? what will it be ? " milo flips the sign from OPEN to CLOSED , barring anyone else from entering . 

[poevts]

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . LINK ; sender links arms with receiver while walking. 𖥻 milo + frankie. ﹙ @artemivsa ﹚

' no quiero presionarte de ninguna forma. ' inicio de discurso es claro ejemplo de cómo, en efecto, está a punto de presionar a su mejor amiga, sin embargo continúa, le coge suavemente del brazo para enlazarlo con propio, da un leve apretón a la muñeca antes de continuar, sonrisa se ensancha, complicidad en labios de milo, en realidad, muchas veces pareciese más plan maquiavélico que lo que realmente es. ' pero como tu mejor amigo y fiel creyente de que si alguien como yo, no, no, alguien como émile, eso, puede conseguir el amor... ' pausa, es dramático, termina abriendo el móvil, busca la conversación con su novia, le muestra la foto. ' bonita, ¿no? ' chasquea la lengua. ' está soltera y solo le gustan las chicas, porque, te amo frankie, pero esto ya necesita una intervención. '

[incorrect-fnk]

Seven Tweets Part 8

[silkchvffon]

closed for my love @invcntions.

THE EUPHORIA OF FEEDING AND THE IMMEDIATE guilt afterwards always eats at frances. one would think the passing of time would make it easier, but shame only grows — and this despite the fact that she's doing her very best to go against her own nature. she's quick to return home after, even quicker to dart into the bathroom to wash away the remnants of blood splattered on her hands. she feels it when milo enters, that lingering icy air would've caused goosebumps to grow on her skin if it were possible. she remembers a time where he'd been warm, and soft, and alive. time hasn't made that easier either. « please don't hover, my dear. you know i don't want you seeing me like this, » she calls softly, looking at her lone reflection in the mirror before her glance falls back onto the now red water.

[ashaisabelle]

closed — @yunxminho ocation: coral coast ( summer block bash & music festival, day two )

The sun was setting as Asha danced amongst the crowd of warm bodies. Alcohol was pulsing through her veins to the beat of the music and she was lost in her own little world as she moved to the music. Despite her apparent drunkenness, she was still good. She held her liquor fairly well. So, as she danced, she took a sip from her cup and savored her burn as the whiskey slid down her throat. That's when she saw him. Milo. Smiling softly, she couldn't resist as she slunk over to him giving him the come her finger action as she did. The moment she was close enough, she leaned into him whispering into his ear. "Dance with me Milo," her lips brushing against his ear.

[sunstrides]

✧   .   *    @lovscloud    ⊹   ₊ ˚

. ˚ ₊ 𓆩 ⟡ 𓆪 ₊ ˚ .     ❝   look   ,   if   we're   going   to   do  this  ,  we   have  to   at  least   look   convincing  .   stop   being   all    flustered   and   giggly  !  it's  not  like  we  haven't  held  hands  before  .   ❞  behind   closed   doors   ,   sure  .   but   certainly   not   in   public  ,  and   not   to   make   people   believe   they   were   dating   .   ❝   get   it   together   ,   or   we   don't   get   the   free   giant   bowl   of   banana   split   .   and   i   desperately   need   a   free   giant   bowl   of   banana   split   .   ❞   after   the   week   she's   had   ,   it   might   just   be   the   only   thing   that   would   lift   her   spirits   .   ❛   it    ❜   being   the   ice   cream   ,   and   definitely   not   getting   to   hold   her   best   friend's   hand   in   public   .