#idunno what else to tag?

[m0n373r]

my friend asked me to draw him as jeff the killer so...

dennis the killer near your area

[acetyzias]

apparently in an interview the warden was considered to be asexual by one of the co-creators so i made some asexual icons for funsies

[piepiepiemag]

...oops?

[bloodcoveredbutch]

my ibis paint x is working again. hi

[grabowskibeepboop]

Asking out of curiosity, but ofc the answer will affect my choices in the future

And ofc I'm asking the people involved first-hand, not to say not to vote if you're not, but if you don't know for sure (from actual people involved) then just don't vote please, you might be biased which I'm not saying is bad, but you see why that wouldn't be so great for the results right?

[stocious]

15 questions, 15 mutuals!

got tagged by @squidyyy23, @milkmaidovich, @shinygalaxyperson, @mikhailoisbaby, @creepkinginc, @harrowhark-a-vagrant, @surviving-maybe and @auds-and-evens, holy shit i love all of you thank you so much 🖤

Were you named after anyone? no i was gonna ba named anna, but when i came out "i just looked like a [redacted]" so here i am.

When was the last time you cried? you know what, i am way overdue for a good cry, aka i don't even remember.

Do you have kids? nay.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? nay.

Whats the first thing you notice about people? probably style/vibe.

What’s your eye color? blue.

Scary movies or happy endings? idunno, it depends on the mood i guess. but maybe more happy endings.

Any special talents? uhm... i don't even know. buying shoes i never wear 🤷‍♀️

Where were you born? sweden 🫡

What are your hobbies? reading, i try to write, i don't really do much.

Have any pets? no, my cat died and i'm talking myself outta getting another one every day.

What sports do you play/have you played? my dude i was a horse girl in my youth, there was no time for anything else. i think we had like 12 at one point between my and my mom. i had to beg for a day off from scooping shit and feedings. 🐎

How tall are you? 160 cm whatever that is in american.

Favorite subject in school? english and social studies.

Dream job? i wanted to be a vet, author, journalist, jockey (hah, horse girl), front and back end coder, all of the things but i'm pretty happy with my blue collar job. it fits me.

i'm late as usual so if you've already been tagged or don't feel like doing it, this is just me saying hi (hi! 🖤): @energievie @mmmichyyy @crossmydna @transmickey @ian-galagher @jademickian @juliakayyy @rereadanon @softmick @swiftfootedachilles @ardent-fox @callivich @jackdanielsxorangejuice @suzy-queued @chicanomick 🖤

[smaradog]

time for an introduction

hello! im smaradog but you can call me smara or mar for short, i have a weird sense of humor that feels edgy but i dont do jokes that are at anyones expense, or say weird things, since its not really something thats part of me at all, making others feel bad and/or uncomfortable is against all i stand for, at the same time my humor can kinda be silly/catgirlesque for lack of better description?? (??? ihave no idea what im saying) and kinda fecalfunny style humor overall.

dni if youre a bigot or a terf or some stupid shit like that

anyways im a neurodivergent asexual trans girl (she/her, it/its fae/faer, sli/slime pronouns please!) who speaks spanish and stuff idunno!! (i am not from spain dont pile me on with them IHATE SPAIN!!!! /j)

so yeah i draw a lot of lesbians and whatever else comes to mind

[art tag!]

i WILL start talking about something im working on or something i like for WHOLE PARAGRAPHS so be WARNED!! and heres some insane things i do!

the insane things i do in question:

art (digital and traditional)

pixel art

sound design

3d modeling (learning the basics)

music (regular music and chiptunes, and whatever weird experimental thing i can make also it kinda sucks but shh)

storyboards

modding/romhacking games

kind of a jack of all trades really! so yeah thats basically it! have a list of me dumping like a million interests i have

music: the strokes, arctic monkeys, gorillaz, daft punk, indigo quest, red vox, muse, crx, albert hammond jr., royal blood, enjambre, bandalos chinos, comisario pantera, lemon demon, tally hall, the voidz, fish in a birdcage, nelward

chiptune (counting psg chips, fm chips, low quality samplers, etc.) [fade, tim follin, jeroen tel, squarewave, shoob2000, 4mat, rushjet1]

animated shows:

the owl house

amphibia

ena

one piece (at enies lobby arc rn)

yu yu hakusho

jojos bizarre adventure (i cant deny it even if i dont talk about it, stopped at part 5)

one punch man (kinda, dont remember a lot)

adventure time (havent kept up since grass sword episodes)

ok ko (literally dont remember what the last thing that happened was)

regular show (stopped keeping up at some point) showing interest in: gravity falls, infinity train, hunter x hunter and mob psycho

films:

literally any spiderman movie from anything 2002 - now (i know theres older obscure ones)

(cant think of anything else whoops)

games:

terraria

halo (anything pre 343 sorry)

castlevania series

bloodstained

undertale/deltarune

omori (kinda lost interest)

doom (classic series, havent played 2016 and eternal)

half life series

sonic series

mega man series (classic)

minecraft (kind of? i'd rather play beta 1.7.3, but especially a fan of better than adventure)

celeste (havent finished, one of the few insane people that didnt use assist mode at the hotel chapter)

umjammer lammy

parappa series

castle crashers & battleblock theater

serious sam series

splatoon series (havent played splatoon 3)

dont starve together (i dont play often and im not super familiar with the lore) night in the woods (looks nice but. didnt finish at ALL)

portal series (i 100%ed the first game)

streamers:

vargskelethor joel (probably on top along with jerma)

vinesauce vinny

jerma985

grayfruit (i watch sometimes)

simpleflips (i watch very rarely)

i also like a few webcomics but honestly i dont remember at the time of making somehow, you can ask me about one of them though! (its not homestuck i swear /gen)

i ALSO also have super weird interests over niche little 80s - 2000s technology and stuff

due to personal reasons, i have 3 things i dont wanna hear about, but im not gonna mention them on this post.

if you made it this far reading you are insane honestly but shoutouts to you

[liaslittleheadspace]

Welcome to my little headspace!

Who am I? You can call me Lia! My pronouns are she/her and I live in a very small corner in the observable universe or something. I enjoy mathematics and aspire to become a mathematician! At the same time I am also a paracosmist with a weird little world that lives in my head and somehow charges me rent. (The audacity!)

What do you usually do here? Idunno, maybe occasionally reblog funny cool math stuff, share some paracosm OC lore you guys may or may not be interested in, or ramble like there's no tomorrow.

Anything else? I intend for this place to be a safe space for everyone! Constructive criticism for me is welcome, but please do not be mean to others. Comments deemed inappropriate will be deleted and/or reported and users deemed inappropriate will be blocked. I have the final say on everything in here, since, you know, it's my blog to begin with. I try my best to tag everything that may be disturbing. If you do not enjoy my content for personal reasons, please do not interact; if you think something should or could be done better here (e.g. tagging more stuff), please let me know!

[squeakyclamart]

rats. we're rats. we're the rats. we prey at night we stalk at night we're the rats

I'M THE GIANT RAT THAT MAKES ALL OF THE RULES

let's see what kinda trouble we can get ourselves into!

hi everyone. I've caught cat fever recently and now I'm making warrior cats ocs again. I've made 2 clans already . and of COURSE I'm most attached to the bastard that's not even IN a clan

This is Maggothide . Or more affectionately referred to as "rat bastard." She's a street cat that's befriended/gained command over a horde of rats and has since become more rat than cat. And she's got my whole heart

thanks for listening

[bleusarcellewrites]

We Can Try That

*Poke head* eeeeeeeeeeeeeey...hi.

So ha! I had a prompt last week (I’m so so sorry) from @goramidiot (again, so so sorry) and they wanted Blind!Lance and HA, yeah only that, and a guide dog, but like, I’m a Weak ass for Klance so *jazz hands* ta-daah?? 

Hope you liked it anyways!!!! It’s prety short? But pretty fluffy, no angst tonight, folks. 

Content: fluff, fluff, fluff, Klance, fluff, Blind Lance, fluff, post war, back on earth. 

Ps. pls excuse any bad grammar or typos? I only did like a quick edit bc that’s all the time I had but like?? ...ha, enjoy, yey. 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 

Keith taps his fingers against the surface of the table with an absent rhythm.

He resists the urge to look back at the entrance door of the Café and stare at it as long as it was necessary. He was barely lifting his free hand and guiding it towards his mouth, full intending to bite his nail off, when his phone buzzes on the table and catches his attention.

It’s a text and Keith’s heart skips a beat when he sees the contact’s name.

Five minutes away, omw (:

Four words and one emoji shouldn’t make him giddy but damn, his insides are all mixed up now and he feels like he will be throwing up butterflies any second now. Six years later and he stills feels like a teenager.

Unbelievable.

He unconsciously smiles as he re-reads the message before he drops his hand back to his leg. He let himself to let out a relief breath and leans back on the chair while he twirls the small spoon inside his latte slowly.

He steals a glance to the Frappuccino sitting in front of his own drink and prays for everything out there that he made the right choice when he ordered his date’s drink before he could choose.

Keith’s almost 99.99% sure that he got the drink right; it’s not like he doesn’t know his date’s likes or dislikes, because he do.

Being part of the same team that saves the Universe, and spending every day for six years up in space inside an Altean Castle, is enough to makes you learn about people’s choices on coffee.

Or in Lance’s case: people’s sugary death sentence.

Keith chuckles as he recalls the first time Lance had told the team what he would order the second he was back on Earth, right after seeing his family, of course.

Keith had promised to take him himself, if only to see how a drink such as Lance’s could exist.  

Back then it had been a joke. Back then they had been kids; pure, innocent, naïve and still unmarked by the war they were facing.

Now? Now they have scars in every way possible. They all survived and there’s not a single day where Keith’s not grateful of that fact, but some things–

The door’s bell rings, making a small echo around the silent room, and Keith’s head shots up, heart beating faster at the sight of a familiar tall brunet with dark sunglasses over his eyes and a small but bright smile on his lips.

–some things stay with you for life and turning a blind eye on them doesn’t always work.

“Lance.” Keith calls, standing up from his seat but standing beside the table, fully knowing that Lance preferred it like that.

Lance’s head instantly falls towards Keith’s direction and his smile only widens at Keith’s voice. The brunet lets out a small whistle and starts walking towards him with his trusting guide dog right beside him.

“Why hello there, Red.” Lance says, grinning happily at Keith and the black haired man can’t help but sigh in content as he takes Lance’s hand on his own.

“Hello, hello.” He says quietly, bringing their interlocked hands to his lips and dropping a quick kiss against Lance’s before he leans closer and drops another one on the brunet’s cheek. “Nice walk?”

Lance hums, taking advantage of their proximity and nuzzling his cheek against Keith’s lovingly. “Yep. Vic enjoyed the warm sun, didn’t you, boy?” He says, looking down to where his dog was sitting patiently.

Keith smiles when Vic looks up at his owner’s voice and sticks out his tongue contently.  “Good job, buddy. Thank you.” He praises softly and Lance chuckles.

“I’m thinking you already ordered for me, amor?” Lance asks, arching an eyebrow behind his sunglasses and Keith hums positively.

“Yes, I did order your sugary death, you maniac. You’re welcome.” Keith mumbles, rolling his eyes amusedly.

Lance cheers softly before he cups Keith’s face gently. “Thank you.” He whispers, a breath away from Keith’s lips but instead, he does a small eskimo kiss against Keith’s nose, earning a giggle from his boyfriend.

“Psh. Oh my god, Lance.” Keith laughs trying to push his face away but not really wanting to succeed. “Okay, alright, let’s sit down. You gotta tell me how the trip to Cuba went, love.”

Lance’s face lights up at the mention of his home land and he’s about to open his mouth when Keith cuts him off suddenly.

“Nope, wait.  Aren’t you forgetting something?” He asks and Lance frowns in confusion before his mouth forms a small ‘o’ in realization.

“Amor, are you sure? I don’t want to make you deal with all the stares when people see you with a blind guy.” Lance mumbles biting his lower lip nervously but he still raises his sunglasses up and Keith heart makes a flip when he sees the faint blue color in Lance’s eyes.

His gaze is unfocused, as it has been since the accident, his eyes not moving in the slightest but somehow staring right at Keith.  The black haired man just hums and leans closer, dropping a kiss on the corner of each eye before pulling back.

“They can stare all they want you know why?” He asks, now his turn to cup Lance’s face with his hands and continues when the brunet shake his head slowly. “Because my eyes are only on you.”

Lance blinks and then his bright smile is back on place, making Keith’s heart to fill up with joy and pride that he was able to make that happened.

“Cheesy mullet.” Lance mumbles but still nuzzles his forehead against his boyfriend’s.

Keith answers him with another eskimo kiss.

[finncakes]

that neat artist thing everyone is doing

[lune-cat]

Still love this piece i did just in time for halloween

[deepxedgexart]

You haven’t experienced true intimacy until they cut you from collarbone to your groin and eviscerate you with their bare hands 🖤

[grabowskibeepboop]

Other anon is right. Posts tagged Jegulus and Jegulily do not belong in the Jily tag because Jegulus and Jegulily are NOT Jily.

Putting posts in the Jily tag that aren't focused solely on Jily is spam, per tumblr's Community Guidelines, and will be reported as such.

This is hurting my brain. Idunno what the fuss is about, I mentioned Jily in my post, and I have nothing wrong with it I ship it to some extent so I tagged it. If someone doesn't like jegulus then block the tag. Why are people so hellbent on arguing? If I were to make a post about jily but I also dedicated a good part of it towards something else like romeone, then I shouldn't tag it jily because it's not solenly focused on it? Or if I want to debate whether jily or snily are better and I came to the conclusion that jily are then I shouldn't tag is jily because I also mentioned snily? Or are you just sensitive to getting reminded that some people don't agree with you? Are you sensitive to people thinking James might be bisexual? Blocking exist to block out content that is sensitive to you.

I have never met a community so sensitive to other ships, honestly this is interesting.

[jae-daddy]

Chubby

Two | Three | Four

GOT7 Jaebum series

genre: angst, smut, suggestive, fluffy

smut and the nasty stuff in coming chapters

s/c: its valentines day and you plan on confessing to JB, but things don’t go as you planned. and you thick girl

Today is the day! I told myself as I made my way out of the house. I checked my backpack one more time to make sure the chocolate and note were still there. 

It was valentines day today, and today was the day I decided to tell Im Jaebum I liked him.

I know that the day was cliche, and so cringe to confess on, but I am thinking of it as a shield. A lot of people are going to confess, and a lot of them may get rejected today too. Which was why I believed doing it today, would be a good plan since I wouldn't be alone in this.

When I finally got to school, I realised that I truly wasn’t alone.

There was a line that started all the way from the staircase and made its way into my class.

I looked at Jin, my best friend, and sent her a questioning look, “What’s all this?”

“Valentine’s Day,” she replied. “I guess you weren’t alone when you decided to confess to JB today.” 

I looked at all the other girls in line and felt my heart sink. They were so pretty, and skinny. Most of them were the more popular girls in school, that boys would chase after. And they wanted my JB. 

“How do you know it’s for him?” I asked, trying to reassure myself, and find hope. 

“Who else is good enough to bring all the ladies to his doorstep?” she gave me a knowing look. “For a delinquent, he sure did manage to pull quite a crowd.” She mumbled giggling. 

“He isn’t just a bad boy though,” I argued, pouting. 

“Oh yeah, sorry.” She held up her hands in surrender. “He also is a goddamn sex god, my bad.” 

“Jin!” I whined but stopped before continuing. I had made it to my classroom and looked in through the windows. 

There he sat, Im Jaebum, looking so beautiful. He was a gift sent from heaven, so perfect. 

His face was blank, and his body language seemed uninterested, as the next girl in line approached him. Shyly she held out a box to him, and said something to him, most likely confessed. However, Jaebum didn’t change. He sat there and looked away from her, meeting my eyes through the glass window. 

On a normal day, i would look away instantly, as my heartbeat sped up. But today I didn’t remove my eyes from him, and he did the same. He was looking at me, looking back at me. 

My heart was about to explode and escape my ribcage. I grabbed onto Jin’s foreman to steady myself. 

His eyes were dark and hard as they stared at me. Examining me, as if he was trying to figure me out. I held onto my breath, unsure of what to do. 

Even though being a sex god wasn't the only thing about Jaebum, you couldn’t deny he was exactly that. 

Girls would talk about how hard he’d fucked them, and how aggressive he’d be. They’d always flock back to him for a second time, but JB never granted that to them. 

I felt myself get warm, and pulsate at my core, as he looked at me. Just his eyes were enough to get me so wet, and sent shivers down my back. What would happen if he ever touched me? 

I gulped at the thought and closed my eyes for a second, imagining the pleasure. I opened my eyes, bitting my lips, to meet JB’s smirk. 

He finally cast his eyes away, and I let go of the breath I was holding. 

_______

It was lunch time and I looked in my bag. The note and chocolates still remained there at the bottom. I didn’t have the guts to take it out and give it to him in front of all those other girls that were so much better than me. 

The thing was that I never really talked to Jaebum. Maybe a few words here and there; but they mostly consisted of the teachers wanting to see him, or him telling me to move out of the way as he glared at me. Yet, even though we didn’t talk much, we communicated in other ways. 

Sometimes, when it would be his turn to do the cleaning duty, we would make eye-contact. I could see how much he hated it, so as soon as the bell rang, I'd ran and grabbed the rubbish and empty it out for him. 

You could say I was crazy about him, but he is the one who gave me all the reasons to be. 

He would help me when nobody else would. Like that time when Jenny pushed me to the floor and scattered my books in the hallway. Jaebum was the one who piled them all up and left it beside me. While I sat there crying, and hugging my knees. Or those times when the teacher would pick on me, and Jaebum would always butt in and take the attention off me. It got him in more trouble, but he did it, almost like he knew how much it bothered me.

“Yo, what’s up ttong?” Jenny greeted me with a bitchy smile on her face. Of course, by the grace of the Lord above, the girl who found pleasure in ruining my life was in my class. 

I didn’t say anything and looked into my bag, trying to ignore her. 

“Yah, ttong can’t you hear me?” She sneered at me. 

She called me ttong, like tong-tong-hae cause I was bigger than most girls in the school. Definitely bigger than her idol worthy body. 

She snatched my bag from my hands, causing me to look up at her. 

“Finally got your attention.” 

Yeah, mine and the whole classes, including Jaebum. 

“Oh, what is this?” She slowly took out the chocolate and note. “Who are you planning on giving this to?” 

“What makes you think that?” I replied, instantly, glancing at Jaebum, who decided to turn away from this. 

“Well, no one would ever give this to you,” she replied, cynically smiling. “They obviously wouldn’t too, especially if they have seen you.” 

She let out a giggle, and all her cronies joined in, along with a few class mates. I couldn’t do anything but just sit there as my cheeks heated up in embarrassment. 

“I-” I tried, but couldn’t think of anything. 

“Let’s see who this lucky person is?” She said, with disgust. 

Everybody’s attention was on us by now. I could tell even JB was listening, even though he was facing the other way. 

“No name,” she gasped. “Smart, but I could always read this out loud.” 

I felt my blood run cold at that thought. Not like this. 

“Please,” I looked up at her. “Please don’t.” 

“Oh, now, I have to.”

“Hi, 

My name is y/n, we’re in the same class. 

I really hope you know me. I know we have never talked, except for a few words. But I believe actions mean more than words, and your actions have shown me you’re not quite like you seem. 

You’re not cold, scary, mean or a delinquent like people think you are. You’re really a warm and kind person, who puts others before himself. 

Which is why, I like you.

I’m sorry if this is too burdensome, or too sudden. 

I hope you like the chocolates, it’s your favourite.

Thank you.”

“Wow, aren’t you an absolute loser.” She commented at the end. 

It was him, everybody knew it was him. They were already giggling, pointing and laughing. 

Jaebum knows it was him too. Maybe that’s why he got up and started making his way to the door. 

“Hey, JB-si!” Jenny called out from in front of me, making my heart freeze. “Why don’t you stay and see what chocolate she got him?” 

He sighed and turned around. His eyes landed on me for a second, before they moved away the next moment. 

“Chocolates aren’t really my thing,” he pointed to the stack of chocolates at the back of the class that was all for him. “They make me fat.”

I felt as if I had just been kicked in my gut. I felt my heart tear apart, as tears threatening prickled my eyes.

I wouldn’t have minded, if he had just said that as a fact. 

But he didn’t, he said as an insult to me; to remind me of where I truly belong. Out of the girls that proposed to him today, I was by far the worst. So much worse, that he couldn’t even take the chocolates I got him?

He didn’t say fat, he said tongtonghae. The word I’ve been hearing since I was a child, thrown at me again and again. As an insult, as something that was so big of a flaw that it covered the rest of what I was as a person. The word Jenny used to taunt me every day. 

I got up, snatched my bag of Jenny, and rushed out the other door.

And I ran. I kept running until I was finally home and locked in my room. 

That’s when finally I let go of all my strength and let the pain consume me. Sobs escaped me wrecking my body, and everything hurt. But above it all was my broken heart.

[kevamierequests]

Ummmm for fanfic ideas, idunno if you're a fan of angst? But maybe on their early stages of the relationship, kevin makes fun of acting, maybe he was ranting about some other teen he doesn't like (possibly stevonie 👀) and he says "they look like a nerdy theater kid, y'know?" And keeps on going

And jamie is really hurt about it. But he doesn't want kevin to think he's "not cool" and keeps it on the inside, getting more and more distant

This can grow into a argument, that can either end with kevin seeing he might have to learn to be nicer to people, or with jamie leaving, depending on how much ya like pain :D

Sorry if this isn't really creative (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) good luck with ur blog!

Sorry for taking so long lol

Avoidance

word count: 1,213

tags: angst, arguing, fluff, hurt/comfort,

:readmore:

“That’s confusing”

Jamie handed Nanafua the clipboard and a pen to sign for her delivery, looking up as he heard Kevin’s familiar voice. Looking around he saw him sitting at a table with Sour Cream. He was about to turn back to Nanafua when he heard Kevin say something else.

“They look like a nerdy theater dork, Y’know”

Jamie frowned, trying to ignore Kevin's comment. He knew he wasn't talking about him, but it hurt anyway. He turned back to Nanafua to see that she had signed her name.  Jamie looked back towards Kevin, as he walked towards the door, trying to avoid overhearing anything else. But he still caught parts of their conversation. 

He heard Kevin saying that he 'didn't get theatre' and that it 'sounded dumb'. 

“Then why do you like Jamie?” He heard Sour Cream ask

“I mean, he’s cute, but he’s a total dork” Kevin replied

Jamie turned away, trying not to let the words sting. He shook his head, trying to ignore the spiral of thoughts beginning to form. 

Jamie wondered why he even liked Kevin as he finished his deliveries.

He'd tried his best to distract himself with work, but the long walks to make deliveries only gave him more time to worry. The longer he spent thinking about what Kevin said, the worse he felt. He wished he didn't like Kevin, but the thought of his crush not liking him broke his heart. He'd been trying to avoid Kevin for the past week, hoping it would make his feelings go away.

It didn’t.

~

Kevin glanced at Jamie as he walked past, it was the first time he'd seen him all week. Jamie had been ignoring his texts, and they hadn't met during the week. He expected Jamie to at least acknowledge his existence, but he just brushed past him. Kevin turned to look at him in confusion, before turning back around.

Kevin wondered why Jamie was avoiding him as he made his way home, trying, and failing, to keep himself from panicking over it. He eventually resolved to ask Jamie to do something with him, sending him a text before he laid down on his bed.

Kevin woke with a start as his phone buzzed underneath him. He hurriedly picked it up. His face practically lit up before falling when he realized it wasn't Jamie. He pushed down the feeling of disappointment rising inside him. Kevin sighed and dismissed the notification.

He checked the text he’d sent Jamie, which had been left on read. He looked away from his phone, trying to decide what to do. Finally, he decided to text Sour Cream for some advice.

Kevin: hey, I need some advice

Kevin: I'm pretty sure Jamie has been avoiding me

Sour Cream: maybe he met you

Kevin: I'm serious! He hasn't answered any of my texts and he's barely glanced at me

Sour Cream: I dunno

Sour Cream: go ask Garnet she's good with relationship stuff

Kevin: uh ok

Kevin groaned and rolled over. How the hell was he going to find Garnet, he barely knew what she looked like. Kevin sighed and pulled out his phone, texting Steven.

Kevin: hey do you know Garnet

Steven: yeah, she's my mom

Steven: why

Kevin: I need to talk to her

Kevin: what's her phone number

Steven: I don't think she has a phone

Steven: also even if she did I wouldn't tell you

Kevin rolled his eyes before turning off his phone. Great. It took him nearly an hour of walking around to find her.

"Garnet!" He called out. "Hey, can I talk to you"

"Yeah, sure" she replied, looking mildly surprised "what's going on"

 "Uh... well..." Kevin started, fidgeting with his hands. "Do you know Jamie?"

Garnet raised an eyebrow, "Yeah"

"Well I kinda have a crush on him" Kevin looked away, feeling himself turn red "but lately he's been completely ignoring me"

Garnet nodded "he's probably upset about something"

Kevin scowled slightly "That doesn't really help me here"

Garnet laughed and ruffled his hair "Just talk to him, okay?"

"Uh, alright" Kevin glared at her but nodded.

~

It took Kevin nearly the whole day to find Jamie. He finally spotted Jamie walking away from a house. He ran up to him, panting slightly. Jamie turned around, surprise written across his face.

"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked, looking somewhat annoyed. Kevin winced and shifted uncomfortably under Jamie's gaze.

"We need to talk" Kevin mumbled, trying to seem more confident than he felt. Jamie's expression softened slightly 

"alright" he replied "but I have to finish my deliveries"

"Sure" Kevin agreed, jogging to catch up with Jamie. They walked in silence for a few seconds, neither knowing how to break the tension.

Finally, Jamie spoke "so, what did you want to talk about?"

Kevin hesitated before speaking "why are you avoiding me?"

Jamie looked away, his cheeks reddening slightly. He opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped and closed it again. He stared at the ground as they walked in silence, which was only broken when Kevin noticed the tears falling down Jamie's cheeks.

"Jamie?" Kevin asked in concern, reaching his hand up to wipe the tears away "what's wrong?"

Jamie stepped away from him quickly, shaking his head.

"Why are you being nice?" Jamie snapped.

Kevin flinched slightly, he watched as Jamie wiped a tear from his cheek 

"all you do is make fun of me and now you care!?" 

 

Kevin froze "what?"

Jamie glared at him. "You're such an asshole Kevin"

"Jamie, wait-" Kevin reached forward and grabbed Jamie's arm "please I'm sorry"

Jamie's expression softened slightly, but it remained cold "no you're not."

Kevin let go and took a step back "I am, really, you're like the only other person I care about in this stupid town!"

Jamie paused for a moment, trying to figure out if Kevin was lying or not. When he couldn't come up with a conclusion, he looked away and crossed his arms over his chest. Kevin reached forward slowly, trying to convince Jamie otherwise.

"Jamie... please" he murmured. Jamie looked away, wiping at his cheeks. Kevin slowly cupped Jamie's face in his hands, wiping his tears away. Jamie stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around Kevin's waist, hugging him tightly, burying his face into Kevin's neck. Kevin held onto him tightly, trying desperately not to cry.

 

"Please don't hate me," Kevin whispered, burying his face into Jamie's hair to hide his tears.

Jamie shook his head, pulling away slightly so he could look Kevin in the eyes. Kevin could feel tears run down his cheeks. Seeing the fear in Kevin's eyes hurt him more than he thought it would, especially since he was usually so confident and cocky.

Jamie cupped Kevin's face in his hands and leaned in, their lips brushing against each other. Kevin gasped softly before kissing him. He pulled away after a moment, letting his forehead rest against Jamie's.

They stood there in silence, holding onto each other. It seemed like forever before either of them said anything. Kevin looked up, smiling at Jamie, who grinned back in response.

"I still have to finish my mail route," said Jaime "wanna come with me?"

"Of course," Kevin replied, kissing him quickly before following Jamie.