#interactions. asher

[sunbecms]

open to anyone! asher adebayo, 27, bisexual, chef

“and i’m supposed to what — trust you again after that?” asher’s expression turns to an irritated, frustrated squint. “fuck that.”

[sunbecms]

"could think of some things." the answer's lazy, but asher's mind isn't working at full capacity. it gets the point across. they both know what they're not saying. he's hardly even hearing the music blasting from every which way at the venue grounds. his heart's thumping in his ears so loud, the drugs and rian playing his body like an instrument whose melody could only be heard by one. feeling rian's arms around him, body pressed to his, asher's ready to throw away everything that isn't him. "sure it is," he responds immediately like it's fact. to further prove the point, his lips slide down rian's jaw, dip to his neck. open-mouthed kisses eager and warm press into sweaty skin. what rian's doing to him — ash wants to throw it right back at him. it's a wonder how his knees hold up. "course we are." he steals a look at rian again. though it's what he came for, the rave is his lowest priority. "say the word and we'll fuck off."

"what  do  you  think  i  could  do?"  his  lips  curve  into  a  smile  when  ash  tells  him  to  be  careful  with  his  mouth.  hard  to  tell  if  rian  wants  an  actual  answer,  or  if  he's  just being  playful.  when  neon  colored  lights  switch  to  brilliant  white,  it  shows  obviously  how  rian's  eyes  are  dilated.  darkness  swallows  every  trace  of  brown  until  there's  only  night  in  his  bright  gaze.  once  they  kiss  again,  rian  lets  himself  get  swept  away.  time  slows  down,  vanishing.  "woah!"  rian  laughs  breathlessly  when  he's  lifted  up.  fuck,  of  course,  this  show  of  strength  always  gets  to  rian.  smiling,  he  wraps  his  arms  around  ash's  shoulders,  fingers  lightly  tracing  over  the  nape  of  his  neck.  "wonder  if  it's  as  much  as  how i  want  you."  his  heartrate  picks  up  again.  not  because  of  the  drugs  or  music,  but  hearing  that  he's  on  ash's  mind  too.  "now  you  got  me  curious."  rian  surges  closer,  not  one  to  wait  and  let  things  be  given  to  him.  he  kisses  roughly,  but  still  soothes  over  ash's  lower  lip  with  a  swipe  of  his  tongue.  "we  going  home  together?"

[kiwii-11]

talking about teen! shaw pack . . .

cw . . . bullying, violence (it’s tank bro i love badass tank), swearing

i’m thinking that in their mid-late teens, the shaw pack boys were all popular for their own reasons. david, the stoic and handsome one of the group that the teacher always praised for doing well on exams and assignments. asher was everybody’s friend and was constantly getting invited to parties that he would drag his pack friends to as well. then the youngest, milo, was always on trend and was always seen dressing the best and knowing everyone’s business just because he was a smooth talker.

so when 17-year-old tank is moved to their school after getting expelled, everyone begins to wonder who they are and what they bring to the table. they were in the same grade as the boys, even shared some classes. whispers become popular around them too.

in their english class with david, the teacher introduces them to the class and the scowl on their face makes everyone look away. david moves his seat from the front of the class to the back with them and helps tank catch up.

third period with asher in media, he mentions their favourite movie and gets them into the conversation as much as possible. everyone’s surprised when asher hugs their shoulders tightly despite their stiff position.

milo somehow convinces the guy who sits next to him who’s in love with his accent to let tank take his spot in history. the class watches in wonder as he shares his textbook with them, something he didn’t do with anyone else.

by the end of the first day, the whole school is theorising; maybe darlin’ was a partner to one of them? they all had a crush on them? something like that?

but at the front of the school, tank sees by the walls of the gates a group of boys that milo told them to stay away from. they had cornered someone who looked younger than them. they could smell the fear. tank was waiting for the boys at the entrance so that maria could pick them all up to head home. while no one knows what opinion to form of them, the next scene definitely helped them.

when the shaw pack boys exit the building to see the crowd forming outside, they immediately know it’s tank.

david warned them not to start anything, but something ticked them off. the way the bullied talked to them and how they pushed them away and attempted to ignore tank. they in turn pushed one of them away from the kid and told them to ‘fuck off’. that had garnered attention from everyone as the first punch was thrown.

blood had been spilled on the grass, as well as the group of boys milo told tank about. their knuckles were bruised and scratched and they wiped the boys’ blood off onto their shirt. picking up the phone on the floor, they turned to the kid and handed it back, apologising for causing a scene.

“tank…” david grumbles out as he cuts through the crowd. they glance up back to him with widen eyes as they get caught. “the hell is going on?”

“nothing…” tank sheepishly retort and they wipe the dirt off their face, “is maria here?”

milo nods his head as he holds his phone to his ear.

“let’s go, c’mon.” asher pats the new student’s back comfortingly.

tank offers a little nod with an embarrassed face to the kid you were defending.

“yeah, walk away, pussy!” the first boy from the group calls out to tank as he warily stands up.

immediately, they turn around and land a downwards punch into his face. david clicks his tongue and locks his arm into theirs and tugs them away forcibly.

“fuck you say, bitch? you can’t talk down at me when you’re biting the curb like that!” tank shouts as they fight against david’s pulling to no avail, “let your doctor know that i fixed your nose for ya’! use that money to buy yourself better bodyguards!”

“tank.” david sneers. they shut up once they see his cold glare.

the shaw pack had all lived in the same area, so when they’re waiting to get home, david tells maria that the both of you would be visiting gabe together to talk to him. tank got an earful from mainly david that night. maria had healed them and sent them home after, to which milo had to accompany.

the next day at school, tank walks into school behind the boys in hopes that nobody recognises them. but everyone does, quickly. the bullies tank had dealt with yesterday turn away in haste when the four of them pass. and everyone is whispering.

during lunch, tank sits in next to milo and across from david and asher when someone approaches the table. some girl they don’t recognise taps tank’s shoulder, to which they flick away and look at her with an annoyed expression. she smiles regardless.

“hi, um… i noticed in homeroom that the bruise on your cheek is still kinda’ there, so i got you an icepack from the nurse’s office,” she says as she takes tank’s hand and gently places the pack in their palm, “you’ve got a pretty face, so take care of it.”

she leaves and goes back to her table with her friends, where she covers her face and her friends cheer her on. tank turns back to their friends and rests the icepack on their cheek without thinking about it.

“you know her?” asher questions.

“huh? don’t think so.” they admit.

“everyone knows tank now,” milo claims as he bites into his sandwich, “they’re callin’ ‘em the ‘hot new troublemaker’. you’d think they’d be scared of tank, but nah, everyone wants you. probably more than david now.”

tank blinks at him in confusion before removing the pack and looking to the girl again. she looks away quickly. “‘hot new troublemaker’?”

“not far off.” asher hums.

they begin to tease tank for their new alias.

for the next few years, even into college, everyone knows of the four of them. whilst nobody knew the connection they shared through magic, they were always expected together.

the tall, mysterious leader that cared deeply for his friends, the charismatic one who was loved by anyone and everyone, the youngest who was silver-tongued and a know-it-all and finally, the hot-headed firecracker with the enchanting face.

sam would hear about these stories at the solstice that tank brings him to. they claim it never happened and there’s no proof, but when they all get home milo invites them to his place to show them the countless love letters that tank rejected.

[damnbtway]

babe whats wrong youve barely touched your sandwich repurposed and made from the crushed up mp3 recordings of the shaw pack smash tournament audio

[sunbecms]

"sounds like you're a knicks superfan. got the whole season memorized, huh? you're more up my team's ass than myself." it was a lie. asher could spend as many nights as he wanted holed up in his commercial kitchen, servicing the city's elites, perfecting the exact right recipe for foie gras and use of almas caviar, but at the end of the day he was a rotten, dirty basketball fan who was no better than any other. if his jersey wasn't a dead giveaway, the knicks tattoo hidden beneath its fabric would have surely betrayed him. "barely a play in team?" he was getting heated now. "are you a clown, man? at least when we make the playoffs we'll actually show up to watch. your arena is barely a pitstop on the way to the strip club. people don't even get there till halftime. no one cares."

               ❝  two  to  one  my  ass  .  one  of  those  wins  came  down  to  a  game  winner  .  and  the  other  time  ...  ❞  trails  off  ,  eyes  rolling  .  jakson  had  played  crucial  minutes  the  other  time  ,  started  even  .  no  wonder  they  lost  .  ❝  most  of  our  starters  were  injured  .  doesn't  really  count  .  ❞  scoff  falls  from  his  lips  as  the  guy  offers  additional  reasons  for  their  loss  .  ❝  we  come  off  of back  to  backs  and  still  win  .  plus ,  clearly  they  weren't  that  tired  ,  they  were  fouling  us  all  game  .  ❞  as  he  waves  the  bartender  down  ,  it  isn't  lost  on  him  that  this  stranger  makes  no  note  of  who  he  is  .  surely  he's  important  enough  to  be  recognized  ,  right  ?  ...  right  ?  ❝  those  type  of  excuses  are  why  your  boys  are  barely  a  play in  team  .  ❞

[capitalisticveins]

Dude Early Baabe had so much one-sided beef with David it was insane💀

[chestersbraincell]

An interesting collaborate mini-project I'm eager to introduce

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Read the quiz description before starting it it's important.

But in essence, I decided it would be cool to make a uquiz that actively takes Quiz takers and makes them results that are able to be gotten when, well, you answer the same ways they did! Even better, the quiz actively prompts you for any additions you think could be added to the quiz, so the whole thing is like a big collaboration between everyone who takes it!

Keep in mind, I am only human, and thus will try my best to update the quiz like twice a day or so, but yeah, don't expect feedback to be effective immediately. That being said!! You are entirerly welcome to check back in, let's say a couple days, and see what the quiz is like then!

So, I know it's not exactly a tag game, but if we could sort of turn it into one, it would be a great way for this to get more reach and therefore for it to grow more!

Tagging some of my moots: @theshakespearetrash @pankakeperformer @starz8nk @heybobbygirl @be-fae-do-crimes @kayneshadow561 @sillycreaturefromthevoid @sailingseals @arsonarena @youtry2replaceurself @cuntyrunwayprince

But anyone is welcome to take this, and even, and I would be ever so greatful if you did, reblog and tag YOUR moots

[thatcanadianfangirl]

Little Mouse

Cody Christian x Female Reader/ OC

Summary: On her gym anniversary, she shares a cute moment with her favourite trainer and friend. Suspecting he has feeling for her she’s can’t help but coil back in fear.

WC: 1.6k+

Contents: trainer Cody x female, written in first person, no use of y/n, only pet name, gym, no negative body image, vomiting, pining, intense emotions, friends, his pov, no smut (but this is a no minor zone)

Message: Posting a Flash as I work through my new the first part of my veterinarian series for Cody. I’m slowly getting back into writing so it might be awhile

I adjusted the gym bag over my shoulder a little higher. I feel like I bathed in extacy for an hour, the high is hitting me at full force. I walk into the public gym with confidence dripping off me. Today marks an entire 365 days since I’ve flipped, I’m fucking proud of my self for pulling that shit off.

“Someone’s glowing!” Cody, one of the trainers that resides with this location says, his lips are pink as a congratulatory smile spreads on his lips.

“What can I say, it feels good to be a gym rat!” I say with playful pride. Reaching the front desk where he hides behind.

“Oh please you’re not Gym Rat material yet!” He chases back and a rush of electricity runs up my spine when his voice knocks down an octave or two.

“Christian, you’ve taught me all I know. If I’m not a Gym Rat by now? That definitely speaks volumes to your commitment to this gym.” I tease with a shit- eating- grin.

“I’m just teasing baby, you became a Gym Rat the moment you met me huh?” He says it so casually that I couldn’t process the words he spews. Me and Cody seemed to have this best friends who pine after the other variant of romantic relation, we ping pong harmless flirting every chance we get,but this gorgeous man in front of me, has never called me Baby.

I didn’t want to look too much into it, over the last year Cody always managed to involve me in his woman drama. Solely on the fact that I happen to be his friend and a woman. Yay me, suffering in pain. Love that for me.

Although I haven’t heard anything lately and it has the cogs turning, I truly wanted the man but I was unsure if he wanted me.

“I take pre-work out and jam protein powder before 12am. I portion control and train 4 times a week. If anything? I’m a Training Mouse.” I laugh trying to shoe away the feeling he gave by calling me, Baby.

“But it works for you and your lifestyle, you’ve made so much progress this year, I officially promote you to Gym Rat.” Cody stands straight and extends his back, his chest grows against the fabric of his shirt. So tight against his skin I can see the threads stretch beyond repair.

He seems to pull an imaginary crown from his back pocket, he fakes amazement as he looks at the jewelry in his palm. Trying to reach the crown towards me, his hips are caught by the desk and I laugh at his childish behaviour as he rounds the reception desk.

I could only laugh at this gorgeous man making me fall out of the sky, burning for him. “No laughing, this is a serious ritual.” He tries to say it sternly but fails miserably when a grin slips as our eyes meet.

He’s close and I can practically taste his cologne in my throat, I didn’t care, Cody could break my bubble any day he pleases.

“I, Cody Christian, trainer at this establishment, now present you, Baby, as an official Gym Rat on the celebration of your one year anniversary of feeding this place your money.” He softly gestured for me to bow my head. And I obey rolling my eyes playfully at this scene he created for me.

His warm muscular body hovers over mine and I’m engulfed in a glowing heat, his calloused hands brush the center of my scalp, placing the crown on my head. I smile graciously and wave like the queen, He makes me feel like in this little made up world of his.

“You know, Gym Mouse. Has a softer touch and fits better. Don’t ya think, Christian?.” He squints his eyes at me and I my cheeks cramp, Cody’s aura makes me feel alive again.

“You just don’t know how to appreciate anything I give you.” He winks at me before fake pouting all the way back around the desk.

“Thank you, Cody. Your support in my health journey has motivated me to thrive as much as I have.” A soft blush rounds his ears and I break eye contact in fear. I liked thinking the little hints of attraction from him is my delusional mind running on bright colours. It's pathetic to even admit this as an adult, but god was it easier to think of him as my best friend who I just happen to be attracted to.

“Don’t mention it, really. It’s my job.” The atmosphere clicked off and it felt like this entire interaction was mere dreaming.

His job.

He demoted me.

“Yeah. Of course…” I drag on and his eyes are a dull blue as he watches me under his steel gaze. Fetching my keys I hold the baby pink fob up to the scanner finally. The small glass gate pops open towards me and I give Cody one last glance before heading in.

It’s confusing to see longing swirling inside.

“Enjoy your session.” Garrett, the actual receptionist stationed at the front pipes up. A million watt smile desperately plastered, giving an aura of overkill niceties.

“I will.” I say flatly into the blue eyes of the white wolf.

Her expressionless eyes send an arrowhead into my heart, leaving a hole in its wake. I trail her figure until she heads for the women’s only section tucked in the back of the building.

“You’re fucked.” Garrett spit into my ear, watching her hips sway out of view.

“Did you not see the fucking fear in her eyes when she was thanking me?” I seeth out, not fond of hom taunting me with her again.

“Oh I’m pretty sure the rover from mars saw it. She’s afraid of how you make her feel, I’ve never physically seen a woman pine for a man before, but the way she looks at you? It’s genuine.” Garrett crosses his arms over his chest and pops one of those disgusting protein chips in his mouth.

I sighed loudly, throwing my head back in frustration , “she’s not ready.” I speak to myself.

“No one is ever ready for anything even if you had a bulletproof vest strap to your chest you still wouldn't be ready for it.Not that you need it or anything.” He chuckles to himself lightly, taking in the gains I’ve build form the ground up.

“You’re kinda wise when you’re not being a complete asshole.” I scoff at him trying to contain any composure I had left. A little disappointed I didn’t think of it before, how could I? when my heart hammered inside my chest at the sound of her voice.

The image of her on the first day is imprinted in my brain. She's an anxious mess, but she stayed with me the entire time during the tour and equipment tutorials, she was quiet as she trailed me and I couldn't help but feel a little protective over her. It gave me a sense of purpose and she couldn't pry it out of my grasp if she tried, but knowing me I’d let it slip and let her have it.

At the end of it all I asked what brought her in and her eyes lit up and I wanted to save it at all costs.

“I’m just looking to improve my health and tone up my muscles a little. Nothing too majorly restricting.” The small glint in her eyes gave away the fact she did her research and knew exactly what she wanted to do. Fuck I admired that shit.

Pulling into my apartment parking lot I notice a familiar vehicle parked on the side. The engine and lights are off, the driver is long gone and I finger the roof of mine so aggressively, I feel like I pulled a wrist vein, or something of that sort.

Cody is here and he’s waiting for me, we’ve hung out outside of the gym, but only at public places. It wasn’t anywhere private like mine or his, was there a purpose for that? Cody always invited me out and I’ve done the same. The realization digs into me and I have the urge to throw up.

We were hiding in plane fucking sight.

It builds up, and I struggle to open the door of my own car. The seat belt is restraining me inside, I manage to click myself out before heaving the contents over the cement.

“Fuck, that’s disgusting.” I mumble, staring at the contents on the front tire of my car. Cringing, I manage to bring myself to my knees.

Feeling a pull I glance in that direction and Cody stands there and embarrassment engulfs me and I have the frantic urge to get in my vehicle and disappear until I have no idea who I am.

He’s silent as he stares at me slowly making his way for me and I’m too weak to flee from him.

I’ve never seen him so vulnerable before, Cody had a bright and positive aura about him and maybe that’s what cured my mentality.

He’s quiet as he rests himself next to me against the hood of my car, never glancing at the vomit on the ground. No cringe and not a hint of disgust at the slime on my shoes.

His palm is warm crawling across my thigh and captures fingertips with such tenderness. He brings my hand into his lap and covers my hand entirely with both hands, holding mine hostage. It lit a flame inside, warming my soul for the rest of the universe.

“You know I…” Cody starts and trails off slowly, my heart tingles at I’m eager to here what he has to say, because this entire day let up to now, here, with him.

“You’re an amazing fucking Human being.” He clenches my fingers tighter and I can hear the aggressive rhythm of his heart faintly in his chest.

He’s for real.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” I say with a teasing smirk, gleaming on my lips. Cody rolls his eyes into the back of his head dramatically and I shake my head playful in return.

[thedaughterofadam]

I'm on a road trip, so you know what that means? That's right S.O. headcanons! Let's get into it hoes. You know the drill NSFW, Minors Do Not Interact

Angel:

- David's dad died in a car accident so Angel being a hyper little gremlin wants to give him peace of mind and sits in the backseat where they can move around as they please.

- David hardly has the radio on so they wear headphones and jam out while playing Minecraft or something else on the switch.

- When Angel and David both don't have to drive, Angel naps while holding David's hand so he feels some comfort on the road.

- David will not take his hands off the wheel and Angel doesn't want him to freak out. But on the days when his cuteness aggression gets the best of him, he will pull over, out the car in park, turn the car off and crawl into the backseat with Angel.

Baaabe

- Drives, Asher is a passenger princess.

- Listens to action music while driving gives them an edge as they use their turn signals properly.

- Drives during road trips, because they have the least amount of Driving anxiety.

- On the off chance they're both late to something and Asher does drive, he manages to convince Babe they can be late by about an hour more and pulls over.

Sweetheart

- Had break checked people for not wearing a seatbelt and will do it while people put theirs on.

- Has road rage in French compared to Milo's Brooklyn road rage.

- Has shared headphones with Darlin' during a road trip filled with old dance music they had to dance to as kids.

- Milo's favorite place to stop are seedy gas stations while he blasts his music so nobody can hear Sweetheart.

Darlin

-They're not allowed to drive ever.

- Makes fun of Sam's playlist, calls it Cowboy music {Kiss is on there}

- Has a whole ass concert in the backseat of cars during road trips, Sam is there hype man, so is Sweetheart.

- Sam understands the importance of keeping his hands on Ten and Two even before Darlin told him about Gabe. So they made a signal, Darlin pulls on Sam's belt when they're ready to pull over and "stretch their legs".

Freelancer {Deviant}

- Gavin and them get slushies and snacks before they head off for wherever they're going.

- Has a whole bag of books dedicated to the car so they won't be bored.

- Group road trips are like Halloween, Trading and switching snacks.

- Gavin's hand is either down their pants or their mouth is around his dick, their both punctual people.

Freelancer {Lasko}

- Lasko is their passenger princess, no questions asked.

- Prefers lollipops as car snacks, so just imagine Lasko and them both having Lollipops in their mouth picking Gavin and Deviant the lecture about smoking that would ensue.

- Is the first person knocked out on the group road trips

- Gas station bathrooms are Lasko's favorite pit stop, people hardly ever go in them and he gets to see what Freelancers pretty nails look like against his skin.

[hott-brownn-sugarr]

GUYS THE MOST CRAZIEST THING HAPPENED TODAY

I MET A REDACTED FAN IRL?!?!

and like this is someone who is my “sibling” in a club so it was basically fate.

literally all started by our club fam hanging out after eating together and we were saying hot takes and she was like “bf asmr is good”

nobody else really agreed (we’re all very non judgmental so it was good) but i was like “…YUP”

and then she started describing redacted and i was like “GASP U LISTEN TO REDACTED?!”

we’re now friends 😋

anyway yeah i had to share bc wow. never in a million years did i think i would talk about redacted to someone face to face.

[sunbecms]

closed starter for @bruiscdmouth!

"why are you giving me that look? don't pretend you're a saint."

[sunbecms]

asher watches and listens to rian's ramblings and confessions like it's a fucking bullet train crashing into a wall. there's disbelief, confusion, frustration... so many emotions pouring through him as he hears every word, sees every expression. he knows half of it's gotta be drug-induced. there's no way rian means everything he's saying. but as rian continues, asher's heart tears up all over again and maybe he's not just a passerby watching that bullet train slam into pieces, but a passenger, and his body breaks apart too. "rian, shut the fuck up." part of asher doesn't want him to - as far as asher's concerned, they're the only two fucked in the head enough to understand each other. he gets it. but his body's sweating and cold at the same time, ecstasy's ripping through his system, and everyone around them is driving him up a fucking wall. if rian's gonna say this shit, it shouldn't be here. "you don't fuckin' sound ok." he doesn't like when rian pulls away, doesn't like the resignation in his tone. asher gets closer, throws an arm around rian's shoulders, yells over the music in his ear so he can hear. "you don't know what you're saying right now. you're gonna regret this tomorrow."

. ݁₊ ⊹ open to M . ݁₊ ⊹ connections: ex-boyfriend . ݁₊ ⊹ Y/M broke  up  with  rian.  since  then,  rian's  been  living  his  best  life  AKA  completely  going  off  the  rails  by  relapsing  and  self-destructing.

"i  love  you,  i  really  do,  like  i'm  still  fucking in  love  with  you-"  rian  talk-shouts  over  the  raging  music  that blasts  in  the  massive  outdoor  rave,  "and  like  i'm  totally  chill  with  you,  no  hard  feelings,  but  dude─"  rian  laughs.  it's  not  unkind  or  sardonic.  just  unraveling  at  the  edges,  the  delirium  of  heartbreak  spilling  through  the  cracks.  "you  broke  up  with  me."  he  smiles  brighter  than  the  neon  lights.  firecracker  mix  of  pills  cut  with  speed  scorch  through  his  veins,  making him  invincible.  "so,  you  don't  get  to tell me to stop.  i'm  choosing  to  fuck  myself  up."  in  a  way,  the  breakup  is  wildly  freeing.  rian  can  do  whatever  he  wants─  white  powder,  colorful  pills,  hard  liquor,  cigarettes  in  all  brands.  why  bother  being  in  love  with  a  human  being  when  you  can  be  in  love  with  vices? "i-" laughing  breathlessly,  rian  rests  a  hand  on  the  other  man's  chest.  "i  started  believing  in  the  future  again  because  of  you.  i  wanted  everything  with  you.  but  now─"  drawing his hand away, rian's  smile  grows  bright,  fearless.  "-i  don't  care  if  i'm  not  here  tomorrow.  i'm  finally  okay."

[milogreer]

wedding liveblog 💖

OK WEDDING TIME HERE WE GOOO

“you’re beautiful in the morning, all sleepy and cuddly” i’ll bite you david so help me god

courtney stopping mid-sentence to go “ ….. it just occurred to me he has to say vows.” LFHSKFHS

david’s laugh is literally like magic

ASHER’S SO NERVOUS AWW 🥺

driver darlin yeehaw 🫡 darlin trying to enforce not seeing your spouse before the wedding so they can drive “the fun group” YAAYYY PACK LISTENERS ILYSM

“asher, we spent your bachelor party playing destiny 2” HAHAHA

THE SILENT ASS CAR RIDE HELP MEEEE not even any fuckin words on the tape 😭😭😭 WHY IS THIS SECTION SO LONG

“fix your hair!” “it’s supposed to look like this!” “are you trying to look like you got married in a wind tunnel?”

screaming crying sobbing at milo being so nervous abt being officiant and sam reassuring him 🥺😭💕

DAVID FIXING ASHER’S TIE AND ASH ASKING WHY DAVID CHOSE HIM AS BETA IM GOING TO BE SICK !!!!

“take the chance of saying something that’s not perfect if it means you really get to say what you feel.” i need to go lie down. i can’t take him talking about gabe rn I CAN’T

THE OTHER SIDE OF YOUR COIN??? i am actually so fucking sick these two are unbelievable. “the one person i trusted more than anyone else. you made me feel safe at a time when i needed that more than anything else” ……….

asher holding onto this for so many years is so fucking sad bro ASHERRR I LOVE YOU :(

TRIO HUG YEAAAHHHH !!!!!

“being asher and david’s plucky sidekick for the greater part of two decades” MILO 🥺💕

i’m going to fucking cry at milo quoting gabe about the pack being a promise SHUT UP 😭😭

THE SILENT VOWS STOP LMAO it’s funny every time i can’t lie

david’s voice breaking after like four words i know that’s right. big ol softy. crybaby

YAYYY MARRIED CONGRATULATIONS TO THE HAPPY COUPLES 💖💖💖

[twinkthrasher]

! ! INTRODUCTION POST ! !

✩ I'm fine with any nickname deriving from my username, Twinkthrasher!!(Twinkie, Twinkle, etc)

✩ I'm Genderfluid and Omniromantic. My preferred pronouns are They/Them, but I don't mind He/Him, She/Her, or even Xey/Xem being used for me.

✩ I'm from the southern part of the United States. I'm also fully Mexican!!

✩ I AM A MINOR!! I do my best to stay away from 18+ accounts and content because I know better + i'm not interested in that stuff. However i'm a stupid highschooler pls don't kill me for cracking the occasional sex joke..😭💔

✩ I have Autism and ADHD, please be patient with me as I have trouble with social cues and often ask for clarification about simple/obvious things.

✩ I'm an artist who draws things sometimes!! I've also been known to write a bit!

✩ My main interests are currently RedactedAudio, Yuurivoice, and JJBA!!

^^ My fav characters consist of Asher(RA), Lasko Moore(RA), Charlie(YV), Leone Abbacchio(JJBA), and Vinegar Doppio(JJBA).

✩ Media I also like but don't talk about as much are— One Piece, FNF, Pico's School, Madness Combat, CRK, Super Mario characters, Mystreet, Octonauts, and MLP(gen4).

✩ I'm also big fan of sea creatures, anteaters, birds, monkeys, ancient mythology, historical fashion from different eras and cultures, and cryptids/the supernatural.

✩ My favorite bands/artists include Depeche Mode, The Sisters of Mercy, London After Mindnight, Christian Death, KMFDM, Rammstein, Strawberry Switchblade, Nirvana, Michael Jackson, Mother Mother, Twice, Your Favorite Martian, and Kendrick Lamar.

✩ If you like dsmp, helluva/hazbin, any hoyoverse game, please keep in mind that i'm not a fan and i'd rather not talk about/be exposed to these!!

DNI if you are racist, homophobic, transphobic, a proshipper, or apart of controversial fandoms like TCC.

PLSSSSS INTERACT IF WE HAVE SHARED INTERESTS!! I enjoy receiving things in my inbox, along with dms don't be afraid to interact with me!!!<333

[elpida]

closed starter for @isolatednights

eden o'connor had the biggest crush of her life on her neighbour. what it was about him that had her so smitten she had no idea, but she'd told her friends about the neighbour that had her struggling for words whenever she saw him, she felt like a high school girl, the quiet one, head in a book, falling for the popular guy. destined to never be brave enough to make more than small talk. that's who she'd been in high school, the quiet one, the shy one that never manged to say hi, so she was doing something about it now. that's why she was stood in front of her door, staring at it and building the courage to lift her hand up, tighten her knuckles and rasp them against his door.

that was when her heart started to race, for a moment she felt a bit of panic of it and then the door cracked and that was it. her mind went completely blank and she stood there, a nervous smile starting to form, along with heat in her cheeks but... even just standing there, her heart calmed. "hi-" she managed that, the first word, after moments of her trying to form the damn word at all. maybe he'd think her insane, plain, boring, any of that but at least she'd be able to say that he at the very least, knew her. "hi, i'm.. well you know i'm your neighbour but my name is eden and umm.." if she wasn't holding a paper bag up to him, she'd have been tying her fingers together, knotting them in worry. "well i noticed you got home late and i own a bakery so i always have bits extra that i bring home i thought, maybe you might be hungry? i didn't mean to pry or anything at all! just figured that maybe you'd have a long day too and.." she pressed her lips together, lifting up the paper bag, filled with little treats, some homemade bread, all wrapped individually and all time she'd spent wondering what might be his favourite flavours. "this is for you, it's not a problem i really have way more than i could ever eat alone." her giglge, though it scrunched her nose, was soft and airy, got he made her melt and the butterflies she had in the pit of her stomach made her feel all the more foolish. maybe he had a girlfriend, someone more confident and daring. maybe he didn't see her or notice her, at all.