#i rly miss like. coming home 2 them

[kingtankgirl]

my sibling is coming over n spending the night wit us in our new apartment which is the only thing keeping me going thru this fucking shift <3

[biasfactor]

kota to rue: you’ve got a real warmth, you know that?  it actually really reminds me of my best friend. me, inconsolable: is he talking about noe...HE IS!  WAAAAAAAHHHH

[phagodyke]

my god. new contender for most shite day at work this year so far

another morning another free bus journey..

[sharksandsquirrelsandsnakes-ohmy]

The Human Bit the Werewolf?

Chapter 2: The What the Fuck Years

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Derek Hale

3:56 pm

Stiles: I’m sorry. I def fucked up bc I didn’t know the biting thing was like a thing

Stiles: Bc of my adhd I have this fun little thing where I bite people as a form of affection

Stiles: You rly can’t call it weird since biting is apparently also a werewolf thing so

4:23 pm

Stiles: Also, i had a concussion so you super can’t blame me

5:48 pm

Stiles: Could you at least answer so I know you didn’t die or disappear again

7:13 pm

Stiles: ???

   Stiles groaned, dropping his phone beside him on the bed and letting his arms fall to the bed as he glared up at his ceiling. He tried apologizing and explaining and waited literal hours for a reply and all he got was a big fat lot of nothing. 

   And he still heard nothing from Derek the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that. Three days of nothing.

   See, at first, Stiles had been anxious and worried he’d really fucked up his (tentative)friendship with Derek. Then he went three days without an answer and he knew Derek was still able to use his phones because he was still texting Scott and the other betas about patrol! Derek was just ignoring him and that really got on Stiles’s nerves. 

   On Thursday night, Stiles got a text from Scott.

#1 Dumbass

4:27 pm

Scott: Dude where are you???

Stiles: wdym? I’m at home

Scott: Are you sick

Stiles: no why

Scott: pack meeting tonight?

Scott: you coming?

Stiles: Shit i didn’t know

Stiles: be there in like 15

   When had they decided to have a meeting tonight? Stiles checked his messages just to be sure but he hadn’t missed a text from anyone, especially not Derek who normally sent reminders about meetings.

   When Stiles finally got to the loft, he found they had already started talking without him. They paused when he walked in and joined them.

   “Hey guys, sorry I’m late,” he said. Isaac made room for Stiles without a word and Stiles sat down next to him. “I must have forgotten we had this planned.”

   “Didn’t you get Derek’s text,” Lydia asked, raising an eyebrow at him like he was stupid.

   Stiles’s eyes flicked between Lydia and Derek, noticing that he was the only person not looking at Stiles. “No, I didn’t… Must have not gone through.”

   The entire pack meeting, Derek refused to even look at Stiles and it was really starting to piss him off. First he ignores all of Stiles’s texts for days, then he tries to exclude him and now he pretends Stiles doesn't exist? Seriously, what the fuck? You know what? Fuck it. They were going to figure this out one way or another. If Derek wouldn’t answer his texts, Stiles would talk to him in -person after the meeting.

   “We need to talk,” Stiles said, following Derek as he walked away from the pack. 

   “About what,” Derek said, trying to sound as disinterested as possible.

   “Are you— You know what about,” Stiles said, stopping himself from going off.

   “Nothing to be said about it,” Derek told him, stopping at the bathroom door and turning to look at Stiles. “Anything else?”

   “Why are you ignoring my texts?”

   “I don’t have anything to add about the topic. You didn’t ask a question and I had nothing to ask you,” Derek said, obviously trying to avoid the conversation. 

   Stiles glared at him. “Why’d you try to exclude me from the pack meeting tonight,” he asked.

   “Didn’t mean to. I thought Scott would tell you,” Derek shifted uncomfortably under Stiles’s glare, looking like he wanted to escape. Is that it?”

   “Why don’t you want to talk to me,” Stiles asked. “You’re acting like I’m the dangerous one here. Was it really such a big deal that you can’t stand to be near me anymore?”

   Derek closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He took the moment to gather himself and then met Stiles’s eyes. “Even though it’s not how you meant it, the meaning behind biting that I grew up with makes it… uncomfortable. Stiles, you’re a child—”

   “I’m seventeen,” Stiles scoffed, cutting Derek off. “I’ll be eighteen in April! You’re barely three years older than me.”

   “You’re a child, a minor, and the fact that you don’t understand that seventeen is still a child makes me all the more sure,” Derek said. “I’m making sure nothing like that happens again because it makes me feel gross.”

   “I make you feel gross,” Stiles asked, only getting more angry. 

   Derek rolled his eyes. “You can be mad at me all you want. I’m the adult in the situation so I’m putting a stop to it.”

   “Oh, fuck you,” Stiles scoffed and walked away. 

   He complained to himself the entire walk out to the jeep, cussing Derek out and replaying the conversation in his head. He started his drive home pissed off. 

   But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. While Stiles still didn’t think he was a child and three years didn’t seem like much, at least not until he thought about someone three years younger than him would be only fourteen and that… was really weird. Fuck, was Derek right?

   Perk of ADHD: you get over being mad at people faster because you don’t think about it.

   Downside of ADHD: YOU FORGET THAT YOU’RE MAD AT PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU DON’T THINK ABOUT IT.

   Stiles was still mad at Derek. He was really mad for the first two months where Derek avoided talking to him as much as possible, anger which he annoyingly forgot not two weeks into Derek willingly talking to him. Sure, he kept the conversations short and didn’t add much but Stiles was used to him being quiet. It was another four months– just after Stiles’s eighteenth birthday– that Derek would have normal conversations with him, even if he still kept his distance. 

   More annoyingly, Stiles’s crush didn’t seem to care that he was mad at Derek because he was still unreasonably attractive. Like, who the fuck green-lit that decision? How the hell did anyone think that giving a man that face with those eyes and the effortless werewolf muscles was fair? Were they trying for Adonis 2.0? Absolute bull shit and completely unfair!

   And it wasn’t like Derek was just hot, he had to be a good person to, the fucking asshole. It would have been one thing if Stiles just thought Derek was hot, he could get over that, but he was in deep for this man. Derek put his whole life on hold to protect Beacon Hills, a city full of people who only knew him as a traumatized kid that was suspected of killing his own sister. Derek’s only family left was Peter– who he had yet to kill again even though he deserved it– Malia–  who still thought of herself as a Tate and not a Hale– and Cora– who was in Brazil or Argentina or somewhere like that– but he never complained or thought of leaving Beacon Hills to join his sister. Okay, so maybe he complained about Peter but who wouldn’t? And he was protective of the pack and would make sure everyone was okay after even a tiny scuffle. He listened, at times begrudgingly, to the arguments of the pack. He took all the patrol shifts nobody else wanted. He let them crash at his place and made sure there was food they could take. 

   Stiles started college and, holy shit, did he understand why Derek had called him a kid just a few months ago. He couldn’t even put it into words, really. After his first semester of college, he started to see the divide between high schoolers and himself. It was weird. He’d grown up with most of them and, yet, it was like a divide had opened up. By spring break, he felt like he was lightyears apart from high schoolers and he realized he needed to apologize to Derek. Like, actually apologize.

   Stiles stood awkwardly at Derek’s door, debating whether he really wanted to do this or not. The decision was made for him when Derek opened the door.

   “Hey,” Stiles said lamely.

   “Hi,” Derek said back, raising an eyebrow, “Did you need something?”

   “Ya. Well, kind of,” Stiles sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I, uh, wanted to apologize.”

   Derek tilted his head, “for what?”

   “For being a total dick when you called me a kid. I get it now,” Stiles mumbled, looking at his shoes. “Thanks for, ya know, being the adult. I guess I didn’t realize how much growing up I still had to do, still have to do.”

   Derek looked at Stiles, really looked at him. He realized how much had changed, that Stiles wasn’t just a gangly awkward kid anymore. Stiles was growing up and figuring himself out, starting to figure out the whole adult. Derek didn’t have it figured out yet– hell, he wasn’t even sure Peter had figured out how to be an adult yet– but maybe they could figure it out together. Be actual friends and not just keeping each other alive. 

   “Do you wanna come in,” Derek asked, putting an end to the silence that had started to grow between them. 

   “What?”

   “Do you want to come in? You can tell me about school, how things are on the east coast,’ Derek shrugged.

   Stiles smiled and stifled a laugh. “Surprisingly different from the west coast,” he said and Derek let him in. 

   He let Stiles in his apartment but he also let him in as a friend. It was… different.

[bbearthyy]

He’s Just A Baby

Summary: KookQueen!Reader x Pogue!JJ Maybank + x DrugDealer!Rafe (he’s dating Barry and I will not take no for an answer, except you can’t rly tell in this fic cause i was too focused on JJ/Rafe). JJ has an argument with reader and runs off, he goes to Barry’s searching for drugs (nothin too crazy just some addy and weed) but is denied because you told Rafe and Barry not to give him anything, he has a breakdown and Rafe has to take over the role of Dom until you get there. You and JJ go home and have emotional make-up sec till he sleeps (pt. 2). Okai Bai

CW: Dom!Reader, Sub!JJ, Crybaby!JJ, Mommy Kink (just a little tho), not daddy KINK but there is usage of the word daddy- yknow?, i think it’s little space? idk if it rly is but he’s like DEEP into subspace if not (somebody educate me pls i searched for hours how to describe what happens in this fic and i found nothing), Rafe (unwarranted) doms JJ but it’s only to calm him down and nothing sexual happens, lemme know if i missed anything *OPTIONAL* IN PART 2 {Overstim, Riding, Dacryphilia, Slapping, Falling asleep during sex, the pogues are kinda assholes but only for a sec,}

(this is mostly rafe x jj x barry but i pinky promise part 2 has more x reader if y’all want that. oh also there’s no gold in this AU, Rafe is sober, and everybody gets along)

“I mean honestly JJ! What the fuck were you thinking?! It’s like you want us to break up!”

The words wouldn’t leave the boys mind, bouncing off the sides of his skull and repeating over and over, seeming louder each time. Tears were pouring down his face, though it was hard to tell with the rain soaking his body. JJ was running. Away from you. He never thought he’d run again, his dad was dead and he’d been living with you for two years now. Originally you’d lived in an apartment paid for by your parents, but since you’ve become CEO of their company (per their retirement), you’ve bought your own home. A quaint little house with a pier leading right to the beach. It was JJ’s sanctuary. You are his sanctuary.

He couldn’t even remember what he’d done at this point. All he knew is you were angry and he was scared. He could feel his mind fuzzing over, brain fighting to pull him into subspace to avoid the panic attack making itself known. But JJ ignored the call of the fuzzy headspace, his bare feet coming to a halt, right outside Barry’s home.

He stormed up to the door, banging on it with his fist. The tears were still pouring from his eyes, but he made no noise, and his body was ram rod straight, so that if you couldn’t see his tears, you’d have no idea he was crying. “What the fuck??” Barry snatched open his door, the loud knocking forcefully coming to a stop. Rafe stood behind the older man, arms crossed and a concerned look covering his features, “Jay?”

“Barry you gotta gimme somethin’ man,” JJ whimpered, pushing past the man and into the house, plopping down on the brand new couch - courtesy of Rafe. “Nuh uh, nope,” Barry denied him immediately, very fond of the life he still had. “Your old lady would murder me if I gave you anythin’, you gotta leave. Now”

JJ evaporated at the words, slumping into the couch, his headspace finally winning over. The blonde sobbed, pulling his knees up to his chest, arms holding them tight as he hid his face. “Mama’s gon’ be so mad at me!” His cries shook his whole body, trembling from the cold, anxiety of getting in trouble, and sobs that he couldn’t seem to stop. Rafe’s protective side kicked in immediately.

“Bear get me water please. Ice cold. And in one of those sippy cups we keep for your nieces,” Rafe softly ordered, sitting down on the couch next to JJ. The younger boy was now rocking himself back and forth, fingers intertwining in his hair and pulling on the strands. “Baby,” Rafe began, voice soft but loud enough that JJ could hear over his cries. “Can I touch you dewdrop? Hm? Just want a hug,” Rafe began, and when JJ didn’t respond, instead pulling harder, he continued, hesitant and quiet, “Can daddy hold his little boy for a minute?” That got the boys attention.

JJ’s cries stopped immediately, his entire body freezing. His arms slowly moved, knees slipping down, until finally, JJ showed his face. “Daddy?” It was barely a whisper, and if Rafe wasn’t looking right at the blonde, he probably wouldn’t have heard it. “Yeah, little dewdrop,” He began, slowly opening his arms so as not to startle the shaky boy before him. “Can daddy hold you? Might make you feel better?”

Barry walked quietly into the room, two cups in hand. One carried a sippy cup, filled with the ice water Rafe requested, and he sat it gently on the table. The other held a baby bottle, filled to the brim with what he called ‘baby sleeper’, Barry’s own concoction of warm milk, condensed milk, vanilla extract, and sugar (and a tiny sprinkle of melatonin, but only a little, he doesn’t want to drug his friends). The older man had created this when he realized just how many of his friends were submissive, some coming to him when they need to clear their head.

Both men are startled when JJ leaps forward, burying his face into Rafe’s chest as he climbs in his lap, straddling the Kooks thighs. JJ goes limp as soon as he gets comfortable, head pressed firm against Rafe’s left pec, arms hanging limply by his sides as he slumps against the larger man. “Dada,” he mumbles, smacking his lips as he begins to babble babyish nonsense.

“Yeah, dewy,” Rafe began, reaching out for the milk rather than the water when he sees the state JJ is in. “C’mere little one, daddy’s gotchu.” Rafe pulled the boy closer, laying back against the arm of the couch, laying JJ against his side and supporting his wobbly head with his arm. Barry stepped forward, “Hey little rapunzel,” he murmured, smiling softly when JJ giggled at the nickname. Barry handed Rafe the bottle, watching as the taller man pressed the nipple to JJ’s lips. The small boy watched Rafe closely, eyes tracking his every movement. Rafe was patient, simply rubbing the nipple of the bottle over JJ’s lips, waiting for the boy to notice it, milk spilling out a bit and lightly coating his lips. As soon as he realized what daddy was doin, JJ’s mouth popped open eagerly, the nipple slipping inside, the sweet taste of ‘baby sleeper’ instantly flooding his senses.

Barry stepped away once the boys were settled, pulling out his phone to call his close friend. She answered immediately. “Hey, Ma-“ The man began to speak, immediately being cut off. “Barry! Oh thank goodness, is he with you??! Please I can’t find JJ!” Barry lowered his voice, shushing her softly, “Yeah he’s here, Rafe’s got him down. You on the way?” Barry listened carefully, hearing your distressed sniffles and the way you took a deep breath, he could almost see you putting up your walls. “Yeah, just give me a couple hours please? Can you watch him? I just- I can’t do this right now I need a minute.” Barry assured the girl immediately, “No problem, Ma, take your time,” He mumbled, glancing over at the boys on his couch. “I’ve got him.”

Barry walked back over to the men, watching Rafe support JJ’s head with his bicep, the smaller boy’s body gone completely limp. The blonde stared wide-eyed up at Rafe, who was telling a fairytale, Rapunzel, from what Barry could tell. Every once in a while Rafe would have to stop, his pinky coming up to tap the young boy’s cheek and wipe the spilling milk off, reminding JJ to continue drinking instead of just letting it fill his mouth.

While JJ was distracted, Barry had grabbed some of his own pajama pants, quickly but quietly pulling JJ’s wet jeans off of his body and replacing them with the comfier item of clothing. Barry begrudgingly pulled JJ away from Rafe, just long enough to remove his sopping wet shirt, but the boy sobbed like it was pure torture. “Daddy! Wan’ baba. Daddy tell him no. Sto’ bear please! No more, wan’ daddy! S’op it, stop! Daddy!” The blonde only calmed when Rafe pulled him into his arms once more, chest now bare, having removed his own shirt in believing that skin-on-skin would benefit the smaller boy. “Sh, sh, sh. Enough of that now little one. Barry was only trying to help, you say thank you. Now c’mere, daddy’s gotchu. My little dewdrop, sweet dewy.” JJ went limp once more, head bobbing until Rafe propped it up against his bicep. The older man fought the urge to giggle as JJ stared up at him starry-eyed once more, completely in a daze. Rafe brought the bottle to JJ’s lips, rubbing the nipple over them once more to gain his attention, but the boy didn’t realize what he was meant to do until Rafe tapped the bottle against his lips gently, his mouth opening wide to take it. 

Soon, JJ is fast asleep, the bottle is replaced with a baby blue pacifier, and the boy is moved to the bedroom. His eyes flutter and he whines for a bit after being laid on the bed, harshly sucking on the paci, kicking his legs out and flailing his arms in a mini tantrum, but after some tummy rubs from Rafe and words of mumbled praise by Barry, he relaxed once more. The men lay him on his side, Rafe taking the front and Barry the back. After a while of comfortable silence, they too fall asleep, all three of the men snoring softly.



[vampsickle]

i missed you. ☆ ( anime ) dante

☆ tags - literally 0 plot, it’s semi - soft?, pretend this is like christmas themed lol. afab!reader but i don’t use fem pronouns, dante is MESSY. cunnilingus, oral.

☆ wc - 961

☆ a/n - i’m so SLOW atm im sorry yall! this was fun 2 write, but tbh i don’t rly like it lol😭 ik i can do better so next time it’ll be better i promise!

☆ synopsis - the holidays are stressful, but now that you’re back home with Dante, he shows you just how much he missed you.

It’d been so stressful these past few weeks, you’d been visiting family, and using up your entire paycheck to buy gifts. At that time you hadn’t even spoken to Dante, who was busy with other things.. You truly did miss him. Of course, seeing family was nice, but all you wanted was for him to hold you again. In just a day, you’d get to go back, and run into his warm embrace.

Later into the evening, you’ve said your goodbyes, and hurried back to Devil May Cry. You nearly slipped on snow and ice while rushing to the door, quickly composing yourself, and slowly pushing it open. It was warm. Really warm. But your stomach is doing flips when your eyes meet that familiar figure. Dante. He’s leaning back on that ancient chair of his, not wearing his usual crimson coat, instead he’s only in that black turtleneck that hugs his chest quite nicely. 

His silky white hair has fallen over his closed eyes, chest slowly rising and falling, legs firmly planted on his desk. You smile to yourself, quietly shutting the door, and approaching him. But Dante’s been awake this whole time, of course. Just waiting for you to get closer. You’re leaning over him, he looks so peaceful that you’d feel bad ‘waking’ him up. His eyes flutter open, white eyelashes look like snowflakes, and he slowly caresses your cheek with a gloved hand.

“Sorry— Did I.. Wake you up?”

“No. I’ve been awake the whole time, actually.”

He says it so casually that it makes you blink a few times, before snorting softly and pushing yourself away from him. But Dante’s already behind you, wrapping his large arms around you, sighing into the back of your head. Your body instinctively relaxes in his touch, exhaling quietly, as Dante inhales your scent. 

“I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

“Really? How much did you miss me?”

Dante pulls back, very slowly, that it makes you shiver. You’ve noticed that over these past few years he’s grown a bit more serious, nothing like his fun-loving, jokester self he was. But you didn’t mind. Truly, he’s still finding himself— his place in the world. Your thoughts are interrupted as Dante flops down onto the couch, swinging his legs up onto it, making himself comfy. 

“Come sit on my face and I’ll show you how much I missed you.”

He’s grinning, meeting your eyes with an intense gaze, the tent in his pants very apparent. You blush, shying away from his stare, but you’re already walking towards him. With all the stress and pressure you went through, you had barely thought about sex or your own pleasure, just on how to make the others around you happy. But when you’re with Dante, you feel happy, he makes you feel so good— not just physically, of course. The both of you complete each other. He could never say that- he doesn’t know how to. He shows you through his actions, and he always means it.

You shimmy out of your jeans, quickly tugging your shirt over your head, giving Dante something to watch. And he is watching. So intently, his nails digging into the couch cushion so hard that it may rip. God— This is what he had been waiting for. Weeks without you felt like an eternity to him.

“Hurry,” Dante mutters, his eyebrow twitching, lips quivering with need. You understand, quietly humming, as you step out of your underwear. You hear the way his breath shakes.

Now you’re moving on top of him, feeling suddenly shy, hovering over his face. He tuts, gripping your thighs, squeezing the fat of them, and pulling you down onto his face. He wants you to suffocate him. Dying with his face between your legs, well, that wouldn’t be so bad.

You try to adjust yourself but his bruising grip makes that difficult, and a soft yelp escapes you when that familiar muscle rubs against your folds. He’s so eager, lapping away at your heat, drinking your juices. Dante moans against you, the vibrations making you shudder, and you grip his snow white hair, pulling hard. He grunts at the feeling, his thighs squeezing together, attempting to soothe his erection. 

He’s always been so messy, and that’s fine— you want him to make a mess of you. Even when drool and your arousal coat his chin, Dante doesn’t care. His tongue plunges inside of you, as far in as it can go, as he continues to suck and lick.

“Dante—! Fuck! I’m-“

He tries to say something in response but his words come out muffled, and your thighs are squeezing around his head, meanwhile his head is spinning. It’s all you, you, you. Even when he’s the one eating you out, he’s so close to cumming as well, your taste overwhelming him. Jerking off while thinking of you isn’t enough. It never is. Toys aren’t enough. Nothing is. 

You’re crying out his name, and he won’t let up, not until you’re satisfied. That feeling of euphoria washes over you and you’re practically sobbing now, cumming all over his face. Dante laps up all of your cum, cleaning you with his tongue, and you whimper weakly in response to his actions.

Finally, once you’ve tried to push him away enough times, he lets you go. Your legs feel like jelly, but you’re able to get off of him, and he gasps quietly. 

“That good enough for you?”

Even though your legs are trembling so bad you feel like a new born calf, you still find the strength to rub his clothed erection, which makes Dante groan and mutter a string of curses under his breath.

“Definitely.. Now can I show you how much I missed you?”

[asmoshoebox]

you know i love those dash simulator posts but it would be silly to make one for bvm haha

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cashier at hot topic yesterday said he liked my shoelaces but he seemed really genuine and i was wearing my boots with the gay laces so i just fistbumped him and walked away. do i deserve to be drawn and quartered over this minor social faux pas yes or no

#prev LMFAO #keep doing it

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the only thing worse than applying for jobs is interviewing for jobs what the fuck was that phone call ??????? i swear the guy (?) sounded like they were literally dying. prolly just a smoker though 💀 i hope this gig works out man i dont feel great about it

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WHY THE FUCK IS GAS SO FUCKING EXPENSIVE IM GOING TO EXPLODE EVERYONE ON THIS DAMN PLANET

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they don't know this post is about the hearse running out of gas on the turnpike last week. with. you know. things. inside of it

#wtf misnis

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girl help there's a cosplayer on the bus rn in FULL monster mode it's SO FUCKING COOL and also HOT

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they did like an eldritch double face thing and the makeup is impeccable, it looks so real that i just. i just wanna lick it. "i saw you from across the bus and think you're super intimidating, can i bite you?" but genuinely !!!!!!!!! also they're like suuuper gnc which makes it one morbillion times sexier. god. definitely drawing them when i get home

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"oh, i don't think you're ready yet," he says, pressing a broad, calloused finger against your dripping cunt. "i wouldn't want to hurt you, after all.....

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new blog same fat wet manhole! they will never kill me in a way that matters!

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rly loved the dusk over campus tonight 🦇

#omg slay #gothcore #goth #aesthetic #alt aesthetic

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#bestie why are you polling tumbler about this #personally id keep it #makes a great tactile stim

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might change my name again. i like damien but it just doesnt feel like me anymore idk idk

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We're coming.....and we hope you will too...

This Saturday at the Moonbeef Cafe in Chambersburg, Pennsylvania

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[ngelcake]

11.16.24 mi n boyfs first date . 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖

On this day, we went to the mall . i remember waiting outside of the car for him to come out of his house , he hugged me and picked me up wen he saw me . we got into the car and held hands otw 2 the mall . i took pictures of him n it was rly fun . we listened to my moms shitty music n laughed about it the whole time . once we got to the mall we looked at the map so we culd see all the stores , we kinda made a plan on wht stores we would go to after that . we went to the bathrooms so he could hit his nic , we planned to do other things but an old lady stood out the door for the entire time so we ended up just leaving . he tried to make her leave by saying he would take a while but she wouldn’t leave . -_- . he washed his hands and i got to dry them off , it was really nice . while drying his hands i thought about putting them on my chest but , i didnt . i was too scared to . we left the bathroom and went to the food court , he got wings and i got fries , i had 4 fries cus my stomach hurt . i felt so bad not eating them but he told me it was fine . . while we waited for our food we went to take pictures in the photo booth it was really fun , i’ve never done that with someone . after that we went and walked around , we went to spencer’s n looked around a bit , i got a garf plush nd a gloomy bear keychain . while checking out he saw an aphrodisiac drink nd asked me what it meant , i thought it was funny . we walked around a bit more and went into a few shops, we went into aero ( i think ) and i tried on some pants . he came into the dressing room with me , i was nervous . he could see all of my scars and i hated it . i hate my scars . i dont think he cared too much , he makes me feel so beautiful . after that we went to zumies and he got some clothes , i got matching i heart boobies braceletes for us . they’re really cute . after that my mom was rushing us to come back to the car but we wanted to take more pictures in the photo booth . while taking pictures we had our first kiss , it was so cute . i loved every second of it . “watermelon” by john + jane q played in my head the entire time . once we got out of the mall we got a little lost , we couldn’t find my moms car but it meant we had more time together . we stood in the cold together for a few minutes as we waited for her to get us . i love him dearly , i love his face , his hands , his touch , his eyes , his smile , everything . i can’t stop thinking about him . . once we got into my moms car i held him for a little bit then i laid in his lap and he played with my hair , i moved his hand down to my face and it was nice . i’ve never had someone hold my face , other than miself . lol . . we made out a bit nd he choked me , it was awesome . after he did that i moved his hand under my juicy jacket ( totally important detail ) . i enjoyed his touch so much , it was soft and gentle . he kept his hand there for the whole ride . i wish we could’ve sat like that for longer . once we got into his neighborhood we held hands . i was still laying on him but his hand was in mine . i kinda held it with both of my hands , playing with his hand and kissing it as he talked to my brother . once we got to his house i got out of the car with him and we hugged , he picked me up and held me a bit . it was lovely , he’s so wonderful , i love him . once i got into the car i cried . i missed him so much . being without him his awful i never want to lose him . once i got home we called and he showed me what his clothes looked like on him . i love him so much , he’s perfect . everything looked amazing on him . he’s so amazing , i love him so much he has no idea . i’m the luckiest girl in the whole world . he’s an angel . that night we fell asleep on the phone together , like we always do . i hate not sleeping otp with him . i wish i could sleep in the same bed with him but i cant . . one day i will . i love him so much .

- ❦

11.24.24

[baekhvuns]

HIIII BAEKSSSSS I missed you 😔 how are you? Wsp? How's everything?

Man, I've been pretty peaceful I'd say..kinda idk. Maybe the calm before the storm but that's besides the point. I miss your work so so so much 🥹🥹🥹 like rlly, not wanting to pressurise you just GIRL RLLY MADE 2022 SUCH A GOOD EXPERIENCE.

Anyways I've been watching a ton of stuff ofc, found a new pakistani drama 😈😈 well it's kind of the same plot as u wld guess, but I like this one it's like if not a lot then a bit diff frm the same ass dynamic. It's like a first daughter x youngest son the fun part is it was supposed to be, first daughter x first son but he was a jerk and a red flag. So yes...it'd be fun, it's a silly dynamic imo ik for sure there are going to be a ton banters.

ALSO dude these asmr Rps be getting Outta hand 😭 Nah cz i cried. I CRIED. THE ANGST OHHHHH. Some asmr artists are just so fucking good like alanakamakwk i felt like I was in a movie.

Lemme tell u a bit abt it, so the concept was basically, an old bsf comes back into the listener's life not in a bad way or anything just cz the bsf lived farrrrr away.

"do you wanna see the new tattoo i got?"

LIKE OKAY and then we did trace them too and a while later the convo goes deep "i got this tattoo bcz u told me seven years ago, what you don't rmr?" And then he sort of reminisces over the old times

"and that day..I went home, and texted you how much I liked you. And wanted to hang out with you a bunch.."

"that didn't happen I never texted you."

BRO OMG OMG ONWKWJWKW IM TELLING YOU THE FREAKIN TENSION BW ME AND MY HEADPHONES.

And then the best part was the listeners bf calls who also used to be friends with the bsf, and goes "i love you."

In hopes of hearing it frm us too. "Dear...?" Silence.

NO CUZ IMAGINE STANDING IN FRONT OF SOMEONE U ACTUALLY LOVE AND U GOTTA SAY ILY TO YOUR BF WHAT??? OMG.

And then when he comes out to go run errands he talks to the bsf AKA THE ASMR ARTIST I TELL U HIS VOICE *melts*

"we'll see you right?"

"... farewell"

That's the visual representation of me I'm not even kidding. And....he just leaves. LIKE THAT?? WHAT ABOUT US AHHHH *dies*

Nah but yes, I've been obsessed now. At least it makes me feel something 😮‍💨

Ok also no way my old Bollywood obsession is dying anytime soon *listens to bol na halke halke*

Anyways bye bye baeks MAKE SURE TO TELL ME ABT YOURSELF HOW U DOING AND STUFF OK?? OK MWAH ILY 🤭

YOU SENT THIS LAST WEEK AND I JUST KIND OF LOGGED INFBWNDBSK SO SORRY

i hope you’re doing well!! i’m currently sick bc of a heatwave i caught at a wedding 🥰🥰

i’m glad you’re feeling peaceful! AND DHSKDHKW DONT MENTION IT FNDMSKC ITS BEEN 2 YEARS 😭😭😭 maybe my writing bug just dimmed LMFAOOOO haven’t been on here or read anything, ive been in my drafts just giggling and reading but never like posting or writing fbdndb but ive kind of, maybe wanting to write something for fall time which i’m not sure ill post but it’s got me smiling a bit!

WHAT IS THE SHOW TELL ME 🔫

omg i can never get behind asmr, i have this thing called misophonia, i just despise the way the arm sounds make my ears feel fmandksb i just feel triggered BUT U CRIED BC OF IT WHY 😭😭

u gotta send me the link of it bc the voice actor u say… 👁

does our bollywood obsession rly die 😭😭 the new tauba tauba got me going a bit crazy,,, heard the jannat bgm but sad version and iM OBSESSED WITH IT, it lowkey inspired me to think and write <3 got me giggling and imaging stuff <3 in my pillow fbwndbsj

[caatws]

Hopefully it's okay to step into the conversation about Gamora/Nebula/Mantis and vol 3. Sorry if this isn't concise but I think part of the problem is that it feels like there was potential for equal representation of women that ended up becoming an either/or scenario.

In vol 2 we get to know Gamora better and see more of her perspective. We also get to understand Nebula's viewpoint and see a change in the sisters understanding of eachother and their life with Thanos. Along with this we're introduced to Mantis. All of that made for the potential of vol 3 going further and developing in equal measure all three women. During IW Gamora got to shine and her relationship with Nebula was strengthened. In Endgame Nebula shined and we got a new start for the relationship between her and Gamora with Gamora also getting a decent bit of focus once time travel starts. In this Mantis doesnt get as much attention but there is still some growth for her in IW. Then the holiday special comes along to let Mantis shine and she grew in her confidence and powers.

All of this should have led to pretty equal footing for the ladies in vol 3, but it didn't. Nebula does get great development and stand out moments with the team but in a way it feels like it's happening because there isn't as much occurring with Gamora or Mantis. Partly because they don't give enough examination or credit to how much work Gamora had done for the team prior to her death and how it's been with her gone. But also because Gamora's arc after Endgame needed more focus. Then there's Mantis and as you mentioned her relationship with Peter doesn't seem to go anywhere and we don't get a lot between her and Nebula and especially Gamora. There isn't much set up for her wanting to leave the team at the end either.

Again I'm sorry for not being more concise but I guess my point is Gamora lead the team/family in a a lot of ways and vol 3 sort of presented like the current dynamics were how it had always been with exception of Peter pointing out she created the guardians. And Mantis spent years with Gamora and that could have been talked about. Nebula carving out her own place on the team was nice and important but it still could have been mentioned she had a place to call home and people to be family with due to Gamora's work and past/2014 Gamora could have had more exploration within all of this. And I think more could have been done with Mantis as this was going on.

( I will say I agree with you that Mantis going with Peter at the end would have been a nice touch. She really didn't get to know him as her brother. I would have loved Gamora staying with Nebula too. Let them spend more time together)

yesss of course it's cool for you to join the convo anon!!! i love getting to keep discussing our gotg faves together 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 and no need to apologize for not being concise! this blog is for ppl like me who cannot be concise when it comes to talking abt their faves <3 so you've come to the right place

and i agree with all that you're saying! i also find it surprising that gamora and mantis' relationship just seems to Not Exist in canon enough to be acknowledged that much in the holiday special or vol 3?? like girlies were living on the same spaceships together for 4 years, you'd think they'd have gotten to know each other pretty well and even become close friends, in the same way we could think of like gamora with rocket or drax, but canon rly said "idk lol"

i know we've talked abt it here before, but original gamora's influence on the gotg was definitely a big, gaping hole of content missing from vol 3 for me. like none of them would be together if it weren't for her, there would've never been a gotg without her bc she was literally the FIRST and ONLY one who cared abt keeping the infinity stone from ronan for quite a bit in vol 1! without gamora, no one would've been trying to save the galaxy!!!!

so to see the impact of her death not even rly be acknowledged much outside of peter and nebula grieving in their respective ways (and, again, the mcu trying to act lowkey UWU abt it, instead of acknowledging that she was murdered by her fucking abuser in cold blood bc he ""loved"" her) is just kinda like. james. kevin. babes. are we watching the same movies 😭 bffr...

[over-rated-cheese]

And I still got those stupid butterflies

I just loved this idea sm (I didn't rly edit this before posting and i also wrote it in like 2 hours so yeah)

This is inspired by this post @watchmenanon

“It’s not my fault you don’t like girls!” Those words still echo in Mike’s mind late at night. Things haven’t been the same ever since then, something was off… Will and Mike didn’t talk the way they used to, it’s like they were ignoring the gaping hole between them. 

The worst thing is that Mike knew this was all his fault. 

He should have been a better friend, maybe then things would be all right. 

That’s not what the voices tell him though. 

“How could you do that to your best friend? He’ll never forgive you” 

“You know what you are, you're just too scared to ambit it”

“He’ll think your disgusting because you are”

“No one could ever love you, not even El”

“You're better off dead!”

The sudden jolt of the plane landing seemed to stop any more thoughts from materializing. 

That’s right, Mike’s In California now. He can leave all those thoughts behind. They didn’t mean anything anyway.

Mike wouldn’t tell anyone this but he was extremely nervous. The thought of seeing El and Will after all this time sent a wave of panic through him. 

What if they didn’t care about him anymore?

What If they have new, cooler friends?

What if they don’t need you anymore?

“Mike!” The thoughts seemed to evaporate at the sound of El’s voice, maybe she does need him.

“But she doesn’t Michael, she never will again”

El wraps her hands around Mike, he squeezes back. He missed her so much. 

They share a kiss, “careful, careful, you're squishing your gift” Mike steps back and hand’s El the flowers. El seem’s disappointed, like she was expecting more, maybe he should have bought her a real gift instead.

Wait

“Where’s Will?” 

It comes out forced, Mike didn’t even mean to say it. Mike’s brain goes over all the possible places Will could be

“He hates you, he never wants to see you again”

“He was better friends to be hanging out with”

The letter, Mike thought.

The Girl…

El finishes that thought for him, “Oh Will is already at the roller rink with Angela, 

…His Girlfriend” 

Mike's world shatters, along with his heart. 

No

Will couldn’t have a girlfriend…

“Why can’t he have a Girlfriend, Micheal?”

“Does that make you jealous?”

“What kind of best friend are you?”

“Don’t you want him to be happy?”

Mike wants to run, so far and so hard that he loses all feeling. He can’t bear this. Will was his best friend, he wasn’t supposed to be with this stupid girl.

Mike doesn’t process the rest of the conversation or walking out of the airport or driving to the roller rink. All he can think about is Will…

Why does he need a stupid girlfriend?

Why can’t he just be happy without one?

Why does Mike care so much…?

Mike should be happy for Will, he was happy so Mike should be happy too but Mike wasn’t happy, he wanted to tear this fucking world apart.

“Why can’t you just be happy for him like everyone else?”

“What’s wrong with you...?”

What is wrong with him

Mike and El walked out of the pizza fan hand in hand, Jonathan shouted something, Mike didn’t care enough to listen.

Mike's eyes scanned the room for Will. He needed to know if Will hated him.

He needed to know if they were still friends, best friends.

“Why aren’t you paying attention to your girlfriend?”

“Do you even love her?”

“You care more about your best friend that your girlfriend, that’s not normal”

This wasn’t normal, Mike was messed up. “Oh, I forgot to tell you, you need socks” El was sitting next to Mike on the bench. 

Oh yeah, socks

Mike made his way to the counter, he felt like his head was spinning. 

Something felt off since he landed, maybe this is just the California vibe, things are different here than back home. Mike looks to what looks like a gay couple having a date,

A lot different.

That’s when Mike sees Will

His heart seemed to come alive again 

Will meets his eyes and shuffles over with his friends. Mike didn’t know that Will made so many friends since he moved. 

“Of course you don’t know anything, you barely call him”

Mike feels a simile escape his lips, Will returns one. 

He doesn’t hate Mike after all.

“Hey, Will” Mike goes in for a hug, it's been so long. All he gets in return is a pat on the shoulder. 

Nevermind maybe Will does hate him.

“Hey Mike” Mike says nothing, he’s in awe. Will looks so different. He looks good.

“Oh, these are my friends by the way” Will’s friends give Mike a kind smile. He wants to punch them in the face. “This is Stacy, Chad and my lovely girlfriend Angela” Will wraps an arm around her waist. They smile at each other. They look so happy.

Mike wants to throw up.

He hates this and he hates stupid Anglea and Will’s stupid friends. 

“Normal people don’t feel like this”

Will seemed to notice Mike’s disapproval, “Okay guys, I'm going to hang out with Mike for a little. See ya later” Will have Anengla a kiss on the forehead, just like Mike did at the airport.

Mike is glad it’s just the two of them, It’s been so long since they had a real conversation. 

Mike and Will sat down on a bench on the other side of the room. Mike met eyes with El. She nodded. She seemed to understand.

“Why do you ignore your girlfriend?”

 “How are you liking California so far?” 

“I love it here, it’s so much better than Hawkins! The people here are so cool and real. Back in Hawkins everyone feels like the same person”

That hurt like hell

Will has changed so much.

“How is life in Hawkins?” 

Life in Hawkins sucked without Will by Mike’s side.

Will didn’t seem to think that way though.

“It’s fine, I miss you guys though” Mike was grasping at anything he can to have a real conversion.

He just wanted Will to miss him too.

“Hawkins must be so boring without the crazy monsters” 

That's not what he wanted to hear.

And there are still monsters in Hawkins,

Mike being the monster.

“Yeah”

Mike couldn’t take it, he had to ask about Will’s girlfriend.

Just thinking about it sends goosebumps down his arms.

“So, tell me about you and Angela?”

The name hurt to say.

“I’m so glad you brought her up, I love her so much, she’s so kind and such a good person. She would never scream at me or blame me for anything” 

Mike could see as Will’s beautiful eyes looked towards him.

“He blames you”

“Plus she’s like so hot”

Mike wished he never heard that.

“Why don’t you think shes’ hot?”

Will looked down at this watch, “I need to go, bye” 

What, no

It was so early

They just started talking

“What, already?”

Will looks at his clock again

“Yeah, I gotta go see my girlfriend”

His stupid girlfriend. 

She wasn’t supposed to be with Will.

Mike was.

Mike loved Will and he couldn’t let him go this time.

“So you finally admit it, your messed up in the head”

“Your disgusting”

“He will never love you”

The tears start to form in the back of his eyes, he’s searching for any words that could possibly make Will stay. 

One seems to force its way out of his mouth.

“So you're just going to bail on me for some stupid girl!”

Mike has no time to take it back before Will shouts back

“Angela’s not stupid! It’s not my fault you don’t like girls! Even when you're with El we can all tell that you don’t love her like you love me!”’

Mike heart drops

Will knows

“We aren’t kids anymore! We aren’t going to spend the rest of our lives playing video games and DnD! We are going to grow up, Get married…”

“Reproduce and Die”

The tears were streaming down Mike’s face.

But that wasn’t Will

That was something else.

“Mike don’t you get it?”

Mike turned his head around, no one was there.

What was happening and why is no one moving? Who was talking?

Is this what happens when the love of your life rejects you?

“You hurt Will just like this”

“But that was real”

Everything seems to snap together all at once.

This isn’t real

Mike’s not in california

He’s in Hawkins

And he’s getting Vecna’d 

He’s going to die

“Yes Mike you will die”

“But it’s what you deserve”

Mike bolts for the front entrance, he feels his body being yanked and before he knows it he is slammed into the ground.

All the wind is knocked out of him while he desperately tries to hang onto something. 

He is slammed up against the wall

“I know what you really want”

“You want him, you want Will”

Mike feels his body being dropped.

He lands on the floor of his basement.

Mike doesn’t want it to end like this, he runs up the stairs searching for an exit.

In the back of his mind he was hoping his friends were coming to help.

“There not coming to save you, no one is”

Mike is shown a scene from his life, or more like a daydream,

Mike and Will are sitting on the couch, there watching a movie neither one of them are paying any attention too. There sitting there hand and hand, under a blanket. Mike leans over to plant a kiss on Will’s lip.

Even though Mike knew this wasn’t real he still got those stupid butterflies. 

Mike is struggling to free himself

Maybe he should just give up

They don’t need him anyways

No one needs him

He’s useless

“Yes Mike, you are useless”

“No one will ever need you”

“Not after what you’ve done”

“You hurt so many people just because you couldn’t face your own feeling’s”

“What kind of person are you?”

The tears roll down Mike’s face

He thinks of his family, his friends 

Of Will

He will never love Mike

It’s over, Mike’s done fighting

“It’s time Mike”

“Join us”

Mike lets his body go limp, his body is breaking and still all Mike can think about are those damn butterflies. 

[hoonvrs]

Cuz like I have this other job as a somewhat at home caregiver(I do activities with her to stimulate her brain Becuz she has mental impairments) for this family and uhm I usually go once a week for 2 hours and I’ve been doing this for a while. This time I go and it’s abt a 30 minutes drive from my other job. I get there park my car and everything, I have everything ready, and I knock on the door. The home owner lady lets me in and I go upstairs to the elder woman I stay with. That’s when they tell me that she’s too tired today and that I prolly won’t be to do anything today. So I’m standing there like 🧍🏻‍♀️☺️but inside I’m thinking “soooo what do I do now 👁️👁️” then she said I should prolly go home 😭😭😭so I’m like “omg that’s totally fine I hope u feel better miss” then I just leave. I’m in my car texting my parents that I’ll be coming home early aka 2 hours early lmaooo and theyre obvi confused so I explain to them. I told them it’s fine and how they prolly just suddenly felt ill? And how I don’t rly blame them (but it was kinda weird that they let me in)

Tell me why my parents got mad at ME 😭😭😭

Sorry for the rant bae 🫶🏻

GIRLL i pray you still got paid for the trip and all but i would’ve been soo happy i love not doing anything😍

GET SOME RESTT and make sure to drink a lot of water !! dw about the rant i love reading them😭 my inbox is alw open🫂

[saetoru]

I would love to hear your thoughts on Al-Haitham’s childhood bc I’m also so interested in it

ALSO-

“you think you deserve a few pieces of him too—even if your fingers have to reach past the cracks themselves, even if they have to slice against the jagged edges and bleed a little in the process”

THIS LINE HAD ME GASPING FOR AIR IT WAS SO GOOD 😭😭 I LOVE YOUR WRITING

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS okay i’m putting them under the cut

anyway here’s a headcanon of a comprehensive timeline i worked out with bub of his time at the akademiya and then here’s a screenshot of me explaining it to lulu for u all BUT BASICALLY i hc that he starts at the akademiya at 16 and i figured him graduating in the standard 4 years would be impressive enough as is since lisa holds the record for like 2 years or something as fastest graduate and some ppl spend like until their 30s

BUT ANYWAY in his character story he goes to school as a kid but comes home and tells his grandmother it was boring and he wanted to be self taught and she agrees.

BUT i think baby haitham was much more sensitive and soft as a kid :( he’s actually rly kind as an adult i think most ppl in sumeru just miss it and think he’s some cold dude but he has rly strong morals and he just acts like he’s being practical all the time but i think he’s a bit more sensitive than he lets on in nature. and idk i like to think his grandmother sent him to school and was hoping for him to make a friend or two bc he had a hard time socializing bc he was a bit different from the other kids. but also i like the hc that ppl make that he’s like neurodivergent and the noise canceling headphones are to help w that so i think that also made it hard for him to socialize as a kid. so anyway i think he was bullied a bit as a kid—and on his first day of school which is why he didn’t wanna go back. idk i think it hardened him up and he adopted this attitude where he didn’t rly care what other ppl thought of him anymore and just preferred solitude bc the kids were always harsh. he’s definitely an introvert and stuff but every kid wants a friend i don’t think al haitham came out the womb like “i think socializing is dumb” u know ??

and then his grandma 🥹 i love her so much 🥹 she loved baking and he used to sit with her in the kitchen and help and they’d talk and he’d tell her about his books. they used to sit by the window when the sun set and drink tea together. when he was smaller, he’d sit on her lap and read books out loud to her and she’d always follow along with pride at how smart he was so young SOBS :( he was always tiny for his age so she used to carry him around on her hip. when he was 12 she got sick and he started to take care of her more and he also started to grow a bit bigger and she started to see more and more of his father in him.

when she died he hated living in the empty house without her and he enrolled in the akademiya for her sake more than his—altho he always planned on it just not so soon. and then when he got offered that house w kaveh he took it bc he wanted to move away from his childhood home bc it reminded him too much of her :(

also i think he avoids tea and baked stuff since her death bc it also reminds him of her. ANYWAY im glad u asked this bc im literally in the process of writing a childhood friends to lovers fic w him where ur like his one and only friend growing up and im so happy writing it bc i get to throw in all my silly lil headcanons about his childhood in there and he’s so special to me u ppl don’t understand and HIS GRANDMOTHER IS SO SO IMPORTANT TO ME he’s a granny’s boy 🥹☹️ that’s so precious im so fucking sad she died i wish she was alive sOBS i miss her so much idek her but i am so devastated she’s gone

also ty for reading the drabble and enjoying it i will kiss u so so hard MWAH 💋

[phagodyke]

ok moment over its all good

oh who am I fucking kidding. I'm not gonna go am I.

[toestalucia]

Catura: Once we're done eating I'm going to hurt my foot, so I want you to bridal carry me! Choice: You're going to what? Catura: It's one of my other favorite scenes… The heroine hurts her foot during bread training and the boy has to carry her home…

HHADHADHADHJADAVJDJADAD............captain proceeds to just pick her up ofc. man i definitely wanted something else out of caturas 5* (<-guy who read her intro+skill fate eps w a friend & us going wait huh....upon finding out how the ox temple works), havent read the lvl100 eps tho, but im very.........this couldve been a vday unit me thinks.........i also implode whenever i have to imagine djgr Not aging despite meeting the zodiacs Yearly but thats for me myself n i who therefore cannot view caturas(&cidala) feelings toward captain as more than like....babys first crush (or captain treating it as such). yknow. romejuli aging 2 times i miss u so bad come back to me, age up one more time....romejuli3 was such a strong event too....... HOWEVER taking it at the lvl where they want me to take it, i think its a cute uncap LOL the pov change & captain r rly rly cute LOL

Catura: A bouquet of roses… They show up all the time in illustrated stories, but I've never seen one in real life before… Choice: Today is a special day, so… I intended to finish the sentence with, "I wanted to give them to you," but my heart was racing so fast that I'm not confident that I did.

like this is sooooooooooooo cute LOL...it shouldve been a vday unit man....grimnirs vday unit is alrdy a fanfic........having this in the grand uncap when it starts with "in one o the many possible futures"....man.....u couldve put this in any other unit............the 5* uncaps is where u put the COOL stuff.....or discussing the ox zodiac cuz i have THOUGHTS. its a shame but oh well.............

[rodbei]

Its been a while

ive been pocrastinating, but thats not the point. the point is i just saw a tiktok about studying teenage brain and yk maybe i wanna do aomthing in terms off psychology, i wanted to do it when i wwas younger because it has always intrested me and always been a big part of my life in a lot of ways.

But i should properly update you on whats been going on ill try and summerize it i guesss. honestly a bit confused i forget, really easily i mean that i swhy i started this blog uhh well i've gotton closer to my boarding school freind i cant remember if i gave him a name so his name is just possum now which is really obvios if someoner ever finds this blog but oh well. weve been watching horror movies since its oktober, some really got ones a couple bad ones its been fun. i also met up with my partners freinds in one of his freinds horder moms apartmen... it was rly gross but an intresing experience they figured out we were gay... also no shit my bf cant keep his hands of me when were drunk.

Did try smoking again, but thats only on what 3 times in a year so I NOT A SMOKER waaaaaa, i do it in the lana del ray way and not in the vapingg in the school bathroom way ok... i dont know if that makes it better. i also made a school assaignment the moment after it was due but i amde it rly good and thecnically delivered on the right day just acouple hours late which isss like slay? i guess

most intresting thing was a met up with some OH SHIT YEAH AND MY BIKE GOT FIXED which is a blessiing like omg i love my bike my one true love. its been getting esier to live at home slowly thank god but ist lonely, i miss my brother and siblings most of hte time i also come from boarding school so yeah very very lonely still dont speak with my roomate and my only freind is red.

but yeah yeah met up with some boarding school freinds, to just explain i have 2 groups of freinds one is my first roomate wich is basically non nerdy animation freinds, and the other is my nerdy animation freinds including my partner and possum and some other taht im to lazy to make alias for but yeah i had a party with no nerdy ones it was.. alright bit akward only 5 ppl dident know the host that well and got drunk and tired rly fast so we went to bed a 12 and i got REALLY invested in pitch perfect like INSANLY i also smoked and was sober enough to feel it for once... and my first rooate saw me smoke and she was to first person who gave a hsit and that kinda put it into perspektive that smoking is actually a bad idea no shit.

But yeah bc they are non nerdy and quite neuro typical i can never help feeling left out or looked doqn on in that freind group like i know they properly dont look down on me but keeping contact with them is haaardd, oh and i dressed up like a skeletonn and i slayed but i was the only on proper dressed up even if it was just face paint.

anyway after the party i made my way to the capitol and home to my mom and now im chilling.

i had some very profound intresting tought sto deal with u in the shower but i forgor

00:37 Tuesday 15/10 2024 two days to my childhoods bestfreinds birthday.

oh and also im going to a huge party next weekend with my childhood freinds gonna be intresting. ALSO HAPPY AUTUMN BREAK

song of today: into the Unknown from over the garden wall

ive been carving pumkins