#sadish things

[silentwillowwhisperer]

Key Lime Pie

I love Lemon Boy. It makes me so crazy happy. It's like yogurt pretzels and licorice from Sprouts (the store) but chiller.

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Keith does not like key lime pie.

He finds it bitter and strange and not pie enough to be in the pie family. Shiro likes to point out how ironic this statement is anytime Keith voices his distain for the pastry.

He doesn't know why, but he ends up with the nickname 'Key Lime Kid,' which is thrown around by Adam and Shiro anytime he gives them trouble. He's asked on multiple occasions why they call him that, and Adam always mutters something under his breath like, 'there's no respect for pop culture anymore' or 'we're doomed by the musical downfalls of the new generation.'

Adam is strange like that sometimes. But then again, he did teach Keith a full arsenal of curse words in Spanish and multiple Indian dialects, so some quirks can be overlooked.

The day before Shiro is set to leave for Kerberos, they share a slice of key lime on their sunset cliff.

Shiro hasn't been being honest about why he's been training vigorously, why Adam suddenly wants nothing to do with him. Keith knows that. It's so painfully obvious, yet Keith pushes it away, fooling himself into thinking Shiro would tell him if something big was happening.

Lies that filled with holes aren't made to last.

Shiro likes to bring Keith out here when they need to have 'talks.' No, stop, not that kind of talk. Honestly.

The sun is sinking down, down, down now. It's days that the light falls just right, like today, that Keith compares it to a glowing eye falling shut, and the world exhales so heavily that he stops to wonder if dawn will ever come again.

People have told him that he's too imaginative.

They've also told him that his analogies are silly, that of course dawn will always come, the sun can't just cease to exist in the blink of an eye.

Maybe that's because they've never seen the world end. Their solar system always revolves around whatever sun they care for most, and will always continue like that until they finally stumble upon the bitter truth of the world.

"Keep scowling like that, and your face will get stuck all wrinkled up. I wouldn't want to explain to your doctor that you popped a vein from glaring at the sun too hard." Shiro huffs out a little laugh, because only he ever finds his jokes funny.

Keith wants to argue, but he can tell that Shiro is getting serious now, and if Shiro is truly serious then something large and uncomfortable and painfully important is about to happen.

Shiro sighs, deep and weary, and Keith wonders where his happy brother has gone and why he feels so suffocated by this moment and the air around him.

"I'm leaving. Tomorrow, I mean. I didn't want to spring it on you like this, but I wasn't sure how to say it outright. All I really know is that there's no way I could go without telling you."

'Oh' Keith thinks, because what else could he really think now that he know he'll be abandoned soon enough.

"Oh" he says out loud because words are complicated and he almost wishes Shiro never told him and they could just spend another minute sitting in ignorant, beautiful silence.

"Oh? That's all you have to say? Please Keith, I need you to understand. I'm not trying to leave you!"

"I know." No, he doesn't. He's just not surprised that Shiro's ready to go on without him.

"No! No you don't, you- you can't! Tell me to stay, please. It's so late into the process, but if you asked me to, I would stay. Just- don't leave me here wondering."

Keith fixes him with a hard stare filled with vacant turmoil, like a little rowboat caught in an ocean storm.

"But you would leave Adam. And your friends. And the life you're lucky enough to have here. You want me to be the flip of a coin, a chance taken, a choice made so you don't have to." Keith feels so weathered and old and beaten. His head hangs heavy like a car pushed off a cliff into the sea, suspended midair just above the freezing despair below.

His body quivers from the weight of holding itself up, so he hugs his arms tight around him to keep from floating away off into the sky.

"No thanks. I'd rather wait for my own liftoff. Bye, Spaceman."

And whatever he wants that to mean, it's too late to go back.

So he walks away.

And when Shiro's shoulders cease their shaking and his eyes stop burning like hot iron rods being poked into his eyes and he forces himself to take a sharp breath into his deprived lungs, he'll walk away into his looming future, leaving their half-eaten, bitter pie sitting there underneath the rising moon.

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Not where I meant for that to go, but it felt good to write anyway. I had originally wanted this to be a bit with Hunk and Keith interacting, but I was possessed by the claws of my keyboard.

Goodbye : )

(I want yogurt pretzels now...)

[whousestypewriters]

its you and me, baby - j.l x reader

pairing: joey lynch x fem!reader [established relationship]

requested: yes / no

warnings: swearing and sadish/insecure thoughts?

a/n: dw guys im still feeding you even tho im not online (this has been ling over due as well sorry to the two anons who requested this for taking so long!!) also i rlly dont like that i kinda not really sorta made aoife a problem in this bc joeyaoife forever!!!

taglist: @lxvebelle, @ecliphttlunar,

you like to think you're not insecure.

really.

but sometimes those small moments of doubt creep in and you find yourself questioning yourself more.

like right now as you watch your boyfriend talk to a very pretty girl at the bar. the same girl he'd been talking to for the last fifteen minutes. aoife molloy. she went to school with you and joey. you never really talked much to her but always got the vibe that she was a perfect shining star, that everyone loved.

example number one; your boyfriends smile right now.

he's smiling brightly at aoife, chatting away while he gets drinks for the both of you, laughing at whatever things she says. the feeling starts to build in your gut, one you desperately try to shove down because its the worst feeling ever.

and you see them too. the slight touches from aoife on joey's arm. fucking hell you're going to need several drinks if this is how tonight is going to go.

aoife's loud laugh breaks through your thoughts and draws your attention - not that you weren't already looking at them - back to her. joey's eyes are alight and you feel a ping of sadness and two ugly emotions you definitely don't like; insecurity and jealousy.

why didn't joe's eyes light up that bright when you two were together? why did he laugh as loud? was it you? were you just not funny enough? or was it something else? that one thing deep, deep down you were always afraid of. that you weren't good enough for him. and that he had found someone better.

"stupid shit thoughts," you grumble to yourself. "shut up, shut up, shut up."

pushing away all thoughts, you decide on getting your mopey ass a drink instead cause clearly someone else can't do that. standing up you make your way over to the bar and just to be petty you slip in next to joey and aoife and call out to the bartender ordering your drink.

joey hears your voice and his head instantly snaps around to you. "y/n, hey baby i was just getting us some drinks," he says with a small grin.

"yeah it seems so," you roll your eyes picking up your drink and heading back to your table. joey seemingly knowing that you're pissed says a quick goodbye to aoife and follows you over with two more drinks.

he sits down across from you and tries to make eye contact. "are you okay?"

you answer with a short nod and a sharp, "yes."

jealousy isn't a good emotion. its such an awful feeling, and you do not like it. so when joe asks, "you sure, baby?"

you kinda snap. "i said yes. i'm fine okay?"

he lets it go for now but you feel his eyes on you through out the rest of the - admittedly short - time you spent out together. you know he knows something is bothering you.

yeah, somthing was bothering you, someone called aoife molloy who's the prettiest person ever and who had joey lynch laughing his ass off for at least twenty minutes before you interrupted.

now you liked aoife, she was a sweet girl, but seeing the way she was with joey tonight really made you wanna bitch slap her. that was your boyfriend not hers.

the ride home you were quiet and you tried to bury the jealousy and insecurity bubbling beneath the surface you really did. but those dumb little thoughts kept weaselling their way into your head creating more doubt.

after you had both gone inside - still not talking - joey had had a shower and started to relax getting ready for bed while you had your own.

the hot - ok more like burning - water did nothing to ease the awful feeling in your gut. it was aoife molloy most guys your age would kill to go out with her. and she had chosen to talk to your boyfriend - who you aren't kidding yourself he's absolutely gorgeous. you've heard girls whispering about him more that a few times - you're not-single-very-taken-boyfriend.

ugh.

so when you come out of the shower and still didn't talk to joey thats when he snapped.

"alright thats it." he shoots his arms out wrapping them around your waist and throwing you on your back on the bed. he leans over you one arm on each side of your head caging you in. "what is wrong, and don't you dare say nothing because i swear to god i will kill you-in-a-non-threatening-way-because-i-love-you," he rushes the last part out.

"nothi-"

"y/n."

"fine," you sigh. "it... bothered me tonight, when you were talking with aoife."

"and..." joey eggs you on.

we're you really about to say this? "and i got jealous and insecure and i wasn't happy about it."

"why were you jealous?"

"because of her!" you cry. "its aoife fucking molloy, she's gorgeous, she's every guys dream girl and she was flirting with my boyfriend! and my boyfriend was smiling right back at her and yes it made me jealous because my boyfriend never smiles at me like that. he never laughs as loud when he's with me so yes. i. was. jealous."

joey's face stays still for a moment before he breaks into the biggest laugh. "oh, my god, y/n!" he chuckles loudly. "you have absolutely nothing to be worried about there. you wanna know what we were talking about the entire time? you." he leans down and presses a kiss on your forehead. "we were talking about you." he presses another kiss to your cheek, "aoife had brought up how grumpy you looked and we got caught up talking about you." he presses a kiss to the other cheek.

"me?"

"yes you, my grumpy little bug." he presses a soft kiss on your lips.

"there is no-one else, you got that? i adore you. i cannot stand the thought i being with anyone else. it physically pains me. i love you more than i'm actually sure is possible." he presses another kiss to your lips.

"its you and me baby. you and me."

a smile overcomes your lips and you pull joeys face down to kiss him yourself. "i love you," you whisper. "so much."

you both pull yourselves up under the bedcovers and fall asleep to the soft kisses and squeezes you exchange.

ok so maybe you are a little insecure but none of it matters as long as the boy who has his arms wrapped around you was with you.

a/n pt2: ok so i dont really know what happened with the ending so i lowkey js gave up on it. i hope you enjoy!!

[mistybunny]

⋆˚࿔ 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

୨୧ 15 yrs old

୨୧ infp - scorpio

୨୧ the 6th lisbon sister

୨୧ anakin skywalkers gf (real not fake)

୨୧ started this acc to make friends / moots w the same kinda vibe as me so if u like any of these things let's be moots!!

୨୧ i love Jesus, tumblr, music, reading, blythe, the dolls, vintage dolls in general, online shopping, music, movies, reading, fashion, the 50s/60s, brandy melville, pinterest, star wars, plushies, vs secret angels, pretty little liars, 2000s media, the colour pink, sweet food, sofia coppola movies, cats, puppies, bunnies, horror, junjo ito, vintage fashion, anything french or russian, philosophy, ancient greece, and nice perfume

୨୧ fav books include; my year of rest and relaxation, twilight, virgin suicides, no longer human, the bell jar, the secret history, tomie, and uzumaki

୨୧ some of my favourite movies and shows are; pll, twilight, gilmore girls, star wars, virgin suicides, girl interrupted, princess diaries, priscilla, palo alto, speak, victorious, I rlly just love any sofia coppola/tim burton films and any good horror

୨୧ music - I like rock, classic and a little pop, some of my fav artists are lana del rey, radiohead, the smiths, deftones, david bowie, ariana grande and the cure

୨୧ aesthetics - very much a coquette girly since 2021 but I dabble in vintage and gothic styles occasionally, coquette, vintage dolls, hyper-fem, gloomy coquette, morute, dollette, 2000s movie protagonist, 60s/50s, vintage americana, 2010s tumblr girly and southern gothic r some kinda keywords I would use to describe my personal aesthetic

୨୧ posts are mainly mood boards and gifs with probably a few little rants here and there, minor tw for maybe sadish content and some horror imagery as well as a bit of religious talk

୨୧ non-denominational christian girly converting to catholicism

୨୧ dni - basic dni criteria + nsfw blogs + anyone under the age of 13

୨୧ no pictures posted are mine unless stated - dm for credit / removal

[midwestemoismid]

Do you ever love a character so much you sorta steal your entire personality from them,,

<autism rant>

Cuz like I'm obsessed with Nicole from class of '09, if sorta stolen my whole humor from her, Which isn't really a good thing because shes kinda a piece of shit, the game revolves around her being a horrible person or trying to kill herself or something like that, I'm not like as mentally ill as her, but my humor has evolved to be similar to Nicole and ive sorta had this not care attitude. I've also been really jokingly mean to one of my best friends (he knows its a joke, thats our humor) but I accidentally did that to my little brother and felt SO bad lmao,, (he said something very obviously and I loudly go "yeah no fucking shit bitch" then started apologizing profusely) This other time I was playing blooket w/ that same friend and I did something that made him eat a fake burger and I went really loud "have this fucking burger you fat ass bitch" and hje just stared at me like wtf,, and the other person on the call (who I just met) was SHOCKED.

i'm not a bad person,, hes okay with me making those jokes btw

well im sorta a bad person but i'm working on that

i sorta hate having obsessions over character because i want to BE THEM. and it sucks even more when theyre a horrible person--and when theyre a girl,, cuz like i want to de-transition and become a terrible person and chane my name to Nicole WHAT THE FUCK WHY I DONT KNOW and like i had an alt acc on tiktok where i used she/her and named myself nicole and it was like a class of 09 fanpage sorta. and like i dont wanna be a bad person nor do i wanna hurt people feelings or be addicted to drugs AT ALL but like NICOLE🙏🙏🙏

this always happens when i have some sort of obsession. i dont typically have favorites but when i do its like an obsession

and like one other problem with being obsessed with nicole is i accidentally obsess over mental illness and (stuff i shouldnt obsess over), wich is really bad and unhealthy.

I gain little obsessions over certain things, like right now im REALLY obsessed with a game called "bad parenting" and it's a really really sad game. I wont spoil it but its genuinelly depressing and made me cry. after i saw it i wanted to hug my dad and tell him i loved him for being a good dad. ive been listening to the backround song on repeat for a bit, i might even draw fanart of it idk,, but i feel like i shouldnt be hyper obsessed with it

as a kid i also was really obsessed with "salad fingers" wich had a sadish theme to it, i kinda forget the plot but i thought it was interesting and how the main charecter was kinda messed up.

I also really like "little miss fortune" wich was also really sad. again i dont remember the plot my childhood is sorta a blur and i dont remember it well

"Sally face" is another sad game i liked. not gonna spoilt it but i loved the supernatural bit and there was a lot of death.

I also really love horror movies, ESPECIALLY horror movies that go into psychology. Like for example, saw is pretty interesting because its cool to see if people would rather cut of an arm or die. I know it's fake but it's still really cool.

Theres a lot i find interesting but i dont wanna sound like im actually insane lol

This ran went in so many placed i forgot what the original post was about😭 took me abt 2 and 1/2 class period to wright

If you read this all, thanks! If you relate reblog or comment (or make a new post and tag me) and tell me what charecter you relate to/obsess over

[gisemojis]

Sleepy, with a normal, and 3 agere ones!

[ID 1] A tired emoji with a sadish look on him, with bolded blue letter that spell out,”Sleepy”. He has bags under his eyes. [END ID 2]

[ID 2] A tired baby with a pink pacifier with bolded blue letter that spell out,”Sleepy”. He has bags under his eyes. [END ID 2]

[ID 3] The same thing, but the pacifier is blue. [END ID 3]

[ID 4] Same exact thing, but a green pacifier [END ID 4]

[caffeiiine]

YES!!! Let's theorize about Fyolai.

Hmm you start off this time! I honestly have no clue where to begin with them.

alr!!

i cannot stop thinking about these panels.

ANYWAYS,

i think this page is a good starting point!

the difference between fyodor and nikolai’s reactions are getting me honestly. Fyodor looks way more amused than Nikolai was in the anime. I know it’s been said a lot before, but he look sadish?? disappointed maybe? i cant exactky tell. he’s feeling something for sure though.

I saw somebody else say something like this in another post when the chapter first came out but, what if Nikolai is realizing Fyodor didn’t understand him as well as he thought he did initially?

Like, Nikolai’s whole thing is freedom, he hates servitude, etc. Fyodor was really frustrated, and over the whole thing this chapter. He even kicked Nikolai’s radio, that he brought for him. (i’m still holding that against him, the doa is really against radios for some reason, first Bram, now Nikolai?? let them have their radioes 🥲)anyways, getting a bit sidetracked, I honestly doubt Nikolai would’ve stayed with Fyodor if he knew he was being manipulated or used.

i think Nikolai may have realized a small thing or two about his relationship with Fyodor.

[neims-skeleton-obsession]

Valkyrie fighting a corrupt Skulduggery, fighting going on around them while she tries to bring him back.

Sadish yeah?

See thing is, Nefarian or Fletcher always pop up somewhere and they're always getting flung around like a ragdoll stopping the fight so that people just stare at them.

Why is my mind doing that?!

My mind can't handle angst and so just throws in comedy

you are so real for this anon i do the exact same thing half the time like "ough skug doing this sad thing (and val goofing off in the background)" also the mental image of nef being hurled across an entire room totally accurate battle simulator style is hysterical so thank you for this /pos /pos

[an-au-blog]

Let me hit you with Hands On the Water by Skyhill, a maximum Shuggy song!!!

https://music.apple.com/us/album/hands-on-the-water/255595044?i=255595055

OMG THAT'S DAN!!! I KNEW I RECOGNIZED HIS VOICE WOW

I had no idea he had another band/music platform??? if I'm phrasing this right...

Anyways, i seee ittt

ught, the sea motifs, the "red and blue", the sadish vibe of the lyrics, like I genuinely feel like it was written by one of them for the other

(the lyrics for whoever is too lazy btw↓)

Of all the things you might

Still want to satellite

You took the star that you know won't shine as bright

We're falling from the sky

And the look in your eye

Is telling me that you won't be home tonight

No you won't be home tonight

Hands on the water, I find

That I could run away before you realize

And where the border, divides

I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes

Of all the things you hide

I hear in each reply

You'll never stand up against the rising tide

The blue and red collide

And the look in your eyes

Is telling me that the dawn won't end the night

No the dawn won't end the night

Oh lord,

Do you hear us calling out?

Hands on the water, I find

That it's impossible to make you change your mind

And where the border, divides

I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes

Oh lord,

Do you see us breaking down?

Oh lord,

Do you hear us calling out?

Hands on the water, I find

That it's impossible to make you change your mind

And where the border divides

I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes.

[kurosstuff]

Bela Dimitrescu x Reader: Lifetime waiting

Summary: no matter how long it'd take she'd choose you.

Warning(s): hinted reincarnations(readers), hinted past deaths(readers), self blame. More sadish then anything, barely any talking. More sad then angst

Bela doesn't know many things, nor does she really care. But one thing for certain- that she'd always choose you.

She'd choose you in each life time. Waiting for you to come back to her. She'd give her whole being- the world even- just for a glimpse of seeing you. Hearing you.

Never since meeting you had she ever felt such a pull for someone. Such a longing for another being. Much less a mortal such as yourself.

She'd give whatever it'd take for you to keep your smile. The laugh she fell inlove with. The gentleness with everything you do. Sure you may look different eachtime but that smile of yours.

That damn smile she fell so deeply in love with is something unmistakable unmatched. No one can match it. It'd be impossible. Words fail her each time she'd see it- see you. She just can't bring it out - the words stuck in her throat. She just hopes you understand by the look in her eyes- the genuine love she has for you. The unbreakable admiration she has for you.

Only you.

She just hopes you'd choose her this time.

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It's not the first time this has happened. Finding you again was the first part- the easy part having you fall for her again was the hard part. Bela never gave up. She's done this over five times now- her sisters and mother don't speak a word of the accident much less how she's dealing with finding her other half again.

The hardest part of finding you again wasn't falling in love all over again- not even close. It was letting you go again.

Each time she'd find you- she would lose you once again. Be it an accident- be it a murder. But nothing hurt worse then this time around. This time- the very first time something different happened.

She lost you in another way. Her heart, even though it shattered, did many times before over the passings- never hurt this badly. Watching you fall for another broke her- it was like someone ripped into her chest, grabbed her heart and yanked it out stomping all over it laughing. Watching you fall into someone else's arms- kissing them.

Doing what you did with her broke her

Bela could easily just kill them- get rid of the problem- it's a selfish thought. One she quickly forgot about. She would never bring that pain to you.

You deserve to be happy even if it's not with her.

And that's all she's ever wanted. You being happy.

If standing back and watching you pull your new lover into your arms, kissing them the way you used to kiss her- love them the way you loved her brought you happiness? Who was she to take that away from you.

She didn't feel betrayed in the slightest. You didn't remember her or your past lives. Nor did she blame your new lover. Both were innocent in this sick game such as fate.

Bela was fated to fall for a mortal. Who is fated to die. In each life time. There is no hope to stop it.

[owlbelly]

tagged by @roostercrowned to describe myself with 9 pictures already on my device - good thing i'm on the laptop

i'm tagging @sadish-radish, @briochebread & @chicorystreetcoffee & also anyone who needs to drink a glass of water right now (that's you)

[merwynpersonalhub]

have this reallllly sorta sadish thing with stalecandy but it can count for all his partners but idk if i should ramble about it-

[thequarries]

my Olldon first kiss fic pls enjoy ty

I suggest listening to "near death fail comp (must watch til end)" by Mom Jeans

Or literally any other sadish/emotional midwestern emo song!! Idc!! You do you!! This is your life!!

the last night of summer

Gordon hated the last nights of summer break.

There was no more daydreaming for hours on end without getting yelled at by an adult in their fifties. There was no more doodling faces whenever he was bored. And there was definitely no more hanging out with the Quarries all day. That part stung the most.

His friends were his escape from home. Their laughter drowned out the sound of his parents arguing, much like how the music from this stupid party drowned out his thoughts.

He pondered over his life so far as he sat on the floor of the hall, back leaning against the wall. Drunk teens toppled over eachother in the crowd, making Gordie more and more nervous about one of them stepping on his hands. He gripped the bottle he was holding, praying they wouldn’t come any closer to him. Gordie could have sworn one of them called him a fag, and laughed while pointing, but he was too drunk to tell. He didn't care anyways. The leader of the group led them to the living room.

As the crowd wandered away from the hall, he let his mind wander again.

Every time he just tried to think his thoughts, it would always lead him into a spiral.

It would always start with his art, and then his parents, and then Oliver Mehlberg.

Thinking about Oliver was the only good part of his spirals.

This was probably because Oliver was the only good part of his life, if you don’t consider the Quarries as a whole.

Ollie was probably the most perfect boy in the whole world.

His long blonde hair was like a big fluffy cloud, except that Gordie was able to touch it, and play with it whenever he wanted. His round glasses sat on his flawless nose, like a statue on a pedestal. All of his freckles were perfectly scattered, like someone delicately placed them there one by one, making constellations on his face. Whoever put them there must have taken days to do so.

“Hey, gayfuck,” For a moment, Gordie tensed up, preparing for someone he didn't know to be standing there, ready to throw punches at him.

Instead, it was Winnifred Florence and Murphy Drake staring at him, stupid grins spread across their faces.

“Are you drunk?” Murphy questioned, arms crossed across their chest. Gordie just shrugged in response, he had no idea how to answer a stupid question like that.

Winnie lightly jabbed Murphy in his ribcage with her elbow. He let out a small ‘ow’.

“More importantly, are you bored?” She inquired. Murphy shot her a look.

“I’ve got an even more important question,” A pause.

“Shoot it,” Gordie sighed. He was scared of what question was going to come out of his friend’s mouth. Another pause ensued. The sound of some cheesy pop song blasted into the hall.

“Do you want to kiss Mehly?”

Gordie had plenty of questions. Why would Murphy so bluntly ask that? Why did he want to know? And why did Gordie say yes?

Actually, the answer probably actually lied in the empty bottle in his hands.

The alchohol left him emotionally numb enough to admit his stupid secret, and next thing he knew, he was locked in a closet with Ollie, while Robbie, Winnie, and Murphy giggled from outside the door.

He tried his best to wiggle the door knob, but it wasn’t working. They had found a way to lock the door, leaving the pair stuck inside until they did what the three of them wanted.

“Guys, please just let us out,” He spoke through the crack of the door. No response except for the snickers of his friends.

“You look really pretty tonight,” Oliver spoke from behind Gordie. He swiftly turned around to face his friend, who was looking wide eyed and awestrucked at the taller boy, and was sitting on the floor, back leaned against the wall, much like how Gordie was in the hallway twenty minutes ago.

“And you look really handsome,” Gordie smiled. He went to sit next to his friend in the dark closet. He leaned his head on Ollie’s shoulder.

The pair had actually admitted their feelings for each other a couple of months ago, but never went any further than that. All they really did was flirt with eachother and become closer. It didn't matter to Gordie anyways.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, in the same position.

Oliver kept his eyes closed, as Gordie observed the angelic figure that was his friend, in awe at how someone could be so gorgeous.

The flashing lights from the party outside lit up the floor of the mostly empty closet, mesmerizing Gordie.

“They can’t just keep locking us up in closets and expect us to do something romantic, right?”

“Right.” Gordie agreed.

It was a pretty stupid and cliche idea his friends had.

To be fair, they all only had one collective braincell, so it made sense for them to be lacking in good ideas.

“When are they going to stop?” Oliver asked no one.

“When we finally kiss, probably.” Gordie chuckled. Oliver snorted.

“You’re probably right.” He replied, wrapping an arm around the shoulder of his friend. “I guess we’ll be stuck here forever, then.” Gordie softly laughed in response, but secretly, a pit dropped in his stomach. It felt like Oliver had just dropped a guillotine on him. He swallowed, preparing himself for his next question.

“So… you don't want to kiss me?” He asked, as innocently as possible.

“And you do?” Oliver sat up a bit, Gordie doing the same.

“I mean… yeah, I guess so.”

“Good, because I do too.”

Blood rushed to Gordie’s ears and cheeks, turning them red. He wasn’t expecting that.

The two stood up, facing eachother, still bathed in darkness. It was like a warm blanket keeping them safe. Gordie enjoyed sharing it with Oliver. It reminded him of how much he wanted to wake up next to him every day for the rest of his life. That was part of his ideal world, one that he was scared he was never going to live to see.

That’s the struggle of living in a small town like this.

Tears began to well in Gordie’s eyes as he thought of the prospect of never getting to live out his perfect life with Oliver. He hated it.

He was snapped out of his trance as he felt a warm hand touch his jawline. He blinked, a tear streaming down his face.

Wide eyed, Gordie started back at the shorter boy. Overcome with his dumb emotions, he wrapped his arms around Oliver, forcing his friend to drop his hands to his sides.

“Jesus, Goosey, I’m not going anywhere!” Oliver yelped.

“You better not,” The taller of the two boys laughed slightly, tears still streaming down his face. “I don’t want to lose you,”

“Gosh, you’re so emotional.” Oliver snorted, concern twisted onto his face. “Why don’t you just kiss me already?” Gordie unwrapped his arms from his friend, staring him up and down.

“Ar-are you sure?” He asked, his heart beating faster, and his palms sweating. Oliver rolled his eyes.

“No. I want you to just walk out of here and forget about me,” He spoke, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

“I mean, the door is locked already, so I don’t think I can just walk out of here,”

“No duh, Goosey, I think that’s the point,” Oliver chuckled a bit. “Now shut up and gimme those boy lips,” He brushed his hand against the taller boy’s blotchy skin, running his fingers up to his messy hair, ruffling it as he leaned in, pecking him on his pointy nose. He let his eyes wander down to Gordie’s lips, before cupping Gordie’s face in his hands and going in for the kiss.

Gordie instinctively moved his hands down to his friend’s waste.

Friend? Stranger? Lover? It didn't matter anymore. All that mattered in the moment was that Gordie was kissing Oliver Mehlberg, like there was nothing else in the world.

He felt Oliver’s hands and fingers tangled in his hair, messing up the hours of work he spent to make it look nice for the party he didn't care about anyways.

Oliver pulled away for a moment to smile, looking away from Gordie, and towards the door. He was biting his lip as if it would stop the red tint from colouring his entire face.

“Are you embarrassed or something?” Gordie raised a brow.

“N-no!” Oliver faced back to the other boy, eyes as wide as saucers. “I-it’s just hard to believe I’m kissing you. Gordie Ayres,”

“I would be too,” Gordie joked.

“Oh, shut up!” Oliver snorted, playfully shoving Gordie.

“Make me.”

“Fine!” Oliver continued what he was doing a minute ago, which was kissing his best friend, of course. The pair tried their best to ignore the ‘Oh my god I think they’re actually doing it,’s and ‘should we let them out now?’s coming from outside the closet.

The irony of the situation finally came to Gordie’s attention. Of course his first kiss with a boy would be in a closet. Where else would it be? In an open field in front of thousands of people? No fucking way. The last thing he needed was rumours about him being queer going around on the first day of school.

Out of nowhere, there was the sound of someone banging their fist on the door.

“ARE YOU TWO ALMOST DONE IN THERE?”

“Robbie!!” Someone scolded. From the sounds of it, it was Winnie that was fed up with Robbie, while Murphy laughed their ass off.

“Damn, I’m just asking!”

Oliver and Gordie had stopped what they were doing to listen to their friends bicker. They shrugged it off and turned to look at eachother, before giving one last kiss.

After finally being let out of the closet, the pair had made their way onto the roof of the house. The sound of party music was still blasting, and could be heard from outside. The noises from the crickets chirping let them feel at ease, and warm summer air, leaving them feeling sleepy, was matched with the cool breeze.

“Oliver?” Gordie asked, breaking the silence.

“What’s up, Goosey?”

“Do you... Do you really like me?”

“No, Goose, I hate you and I wish you never walked into my life.” Oliver rolled his eyes. Gordie let out a small ‘hm’.

“So, do you love me, then?” Gordie was simply curious. He needed to know.

“Yes.” Oliver said firmly, with a slight nod of the head. It was clear he was sure of his answer, and that nothing was going to change it.

Wow

Gordie thought to himself.

Maybe the last nights of summer vacations aren’t that bad, after all.

[redcookies-bestcookies]

👻🍧🌱 for the OC Ask!

👻 - do they believe in ghosts? What are their 'ghostly experiences', if any?

Yes! He does believe in ghosts but in a weird way, like, not the oooh, spooky, it's deeper than that, he believes there's feelings and energy involved in paranormal events so not everything people call ghosts are actual ghosts. That doesn't mean he won't freak out when something paranormal happens.

In modern AU he believes his building is haunted. He lives in the last floor so he has to climb all the stairs and sometimes he hears steps when there's no one there. That's why he believes that.

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it?

He probably has some toys that were important for him and an old blanket, and obviously some of his mother's books.

He's a family boy, if he keeps any of those things it's because it reminds him of good times with his parents. I think once he adopts Ana Julia he's very excited to share that with her.

He would be really sad if he lost them.

🌱- What is their most vivid memory from childhood?

Fun memory: riding a kinda self made sled off a small hill and needing Julieta's attention. It was fun.

Sadish cutish memory: His dad would get mad when he cried, so he would hide somewhere in the farm. Once he hid with the sheep and the sheep instead of getting away from him, like sheep do, surrounded him and hid him. He loves sheep.

[radgalniya]

eternal sunshine review

you already knowwww. another album review.

random thoughts:

so the thing is i didn’t have high hopes for this, bc i hated sweetener and people were saying this was like a part 2. and shitting on positions, my favorite ari album, to compare this one. so i’m like i’m gonna hate this. but i am actually so excited bc i like it. i finally have new music to be obsessed w rather than relistening to the same songs over and over.

also just bc i like the album, don’t mean i’m like a homewrecker stan. she gotta chill.

she should’ve kept the red themed cover like i get the message of the new one but it just doesn’t hit the same.

anyways bc i’m a psycopath, i listened out of order bc that’s the only way i can properly listen idk y.

also i love that there’s no musical features

anyways to the review:

intro(end of the world):

it’s a cute lil intro. my everything vibes. 6/10. probably won’t relisten to this one much. but i love how she’s being so honest on this album bc i’m a nosey ass bitch. love when ppl air out their business. more more!

bye:

modern disco viiibes. upbeat. very dancey. but also lyrically it’s very idk not melancholy but like kind of sadish i like that. 7/10. the song is really not my personal taste but it’s really good still.

don’t wanna break up again:

naur he turned up the tv when he heard her crying throw that man in the trash!!! i like this one. i like the melody and lyrics and the chorus is my favorite part of the song. i wish the production was a little more melodic. it only does it for me during the chorus tbh. but i like this song. 8/10 “but i just can’t refuse” in the chorus sounds like the “im finding ways to stay concentrated on what i gotta do” in die for you by the weeknd.

saturn returns interlude:

idk man some woman talking what do you want me to say. isn’t it weird that this is the only track with capital letters tho?

eternal sunshine:

i really hate trap beats tbh. but ik it’s like ari’s signature now. but ick. it’s a bop tho for sure. but not really my taste. i only really like it bc the lyrics. i just love ppl telling their business y’all i’m not kidding. 7/10

supernatural:

AHHHHHH BITCHCHHHH YESSSS THIS IS WTF i’m TALKIN ABOUT THIS IS POP BITCH YESSS 100000/10 i love the modern 80s pop vibe and the chorus is so perfect w/ the beat. it just rides man i love this song. i’d love this album JUST for this song.

true story:

so 90s love it. very aaliyah beat. i love a good 90s r&b moment so ofc this is an automatic like even if the chorus isn’t that catchy. idk ig i just feel like pop should have catchy melodies and/or an infectious beat. y’know? also she ate w/ the belting at the end. 8/10

the boy is mine:

YASSSSSSS. again we know i love a 90s vibe. the slowdown right before the chorus is insaane. and the choral style harmonies on the “is” of the boy is mine scratches something in my brain as well as the “gotta be a reason why” robotic voice thing. this is so catchy. this is totally a fantasize vibe. so good. 10/10

yes and?:

i dont have it in me to keep defending this song from u vultures. AND i wish she put the mariah carey version on the album too 8/10 and no i will not be explaining myself further y’all are gonna make me cry.

we can’t be friends (wait for your love):

feel i’m getting an 80s vibe again. i like it. i’m loving the upbeat music, sadish vibe lyrics thing going on in this album. i like the vibe of this song a lot. i do wish something in here was more catchy. but i like it. it’s so soft and wistful almost. that’s probably why i’ll relisten. conjure up some interesting maladaptive daydreams w/ this one. 7/10 edit: i watched the video now i like it more. 8/10 lol

i wish i hated you:

it’s very vulnerable. again i’m nosey so i like that. but the song is eh for me. i don’t think this is a song i’d listen to for the music but more for the vibe. 6/10

imperfect for you:

i looooove it. a little weird melodically but i love it. just scratches something in my brain it’s so good. so catchy. 10/10

ordinary things:

it’s good. not one of my favorites but the more i listen, the more i like it. i love the way she pronounces ordinary in here lol. 7/10

okay that’s all really

p.s. i feel like why try from my everything would fit in here idk. this album feels like a perfect combination of all of her others, it’s so weird how that works out. i love it tho. pleasantly surprised!!

[luvvvvangelssssstories]

What's Luvvvv?

~ Chapter 5 ~

TW: Cussing and usage of the N word and flirting ofc :) and a lil bit of smut.

Written by ~ Me (with the support of my bsfs TJ, Andy, Krissy, Yuri, and kevo, thank you for believing in me when no one else did)

I glare at DeAndre and he just squirms from her grip and walks over to me and leans over to whisper at me, "DeShawns up to somethin and we both know it right?" I nod "Yep." he looks over at me with sadish eyes "You mad or sum ma?" I shake my head no and he walks to our class, holding my hand. He sits down next to me but as soon as class starts he holds his hand on my thigh. I look at him as if I'm sayin 'Boy if you don't stop.' but he only smirks and moves his hand farther. "ATTENTION CLASS! we gone need everyone to get a partner but this time im picking." She calls out my name. And just my luck my partner is Deshawn. And Deandre's partner is a girl named Shana, aka the girl who hugged him earlier. DeShawn is quiet during the whole thing then as soon as DeAndre leaves the classroom DeShawn walks really close to me, pinning me to the wall, and kisses me.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?" Deandre says, shocked. I manage to pull away, on the verge of tears. Deandre walks up to DeShawn and pushes him. "Dawg do we have a goddamn problem?" Deshawn says pushing him back, "Yo ass goddamn right we have one." Deandre stops moving and Deshawn just says "Not my fault ya girl like my lips more than yours." and Deandre jus laughs "And its not my fauly YA girl liked me more than you. But oh. Now shes my girl." Deshawn punches him and they get into a fighting frenzy. Again.

"I got suspended for 3 days." i look at his messed up face and walk to the car with him. "Baby I'm sorry..." he opens the passenger of his car and lets me in. He drives us to his house and it smells like dior cologne. "Wanna go to my room?" I nod and he lays down, I lay down next to him and just rub his back, "You gone be ok?" he nods but then a smirk crosses his face. "I ain alright with him kissin ya though. Thats my job." after he says that he kisses me.

Until one kiss turns to two.

Then two kisses turn to three.

And now we jus makin out.

He rests his hand on the wasteband of my shorts. He unbuttons my shorts and slips his hand in my panties. I make a sound I thought I'd never make. "Mmhm. You like that baby? Hmm?" he sounds like hes teasing me and then his parents walk in. He quickly removes his hand and gets off of me, "Hey dad. Can we talk real quick?" his dad only glares at him and he walks out.

All I hear is yelling from his dad and a hard thud. He walks into the room as if he was crying. I hug him and he just cries in my arms. "I'm sorry baby." I keep kissing him all over the place and keep talking to him. "I'm so so so sorry..." He rests his head into my arm and he still cries a little "Can you stay over tonight? I don't wanna be here with my dad." I nod "of course." he kisses me all over my neck, "And maybe we can continue where we left off hm..?" I smile and kiss him back "Mmhm. Of course we can."

WILL THERE BE SMUT IN PART 6 YALL????

[mykaeba]

oo hi ty for the tag!! bit late, sorry!

last song: apocalypse 894 by stupeflip! some weird french rappers my brother likes and made me listen to, and i actually quite enjoy it :]

favorite colour: it has to be blue,, probably some greyish sadish blue from early morning times?

last movie/tv show: just rewatched the entirety of lotr with my roommate, was a blast!

currently watching: the owl house? i saw one too many fanart of hunter and had to know what that was about (still not there yet tho lmao).. i also started jjk recently!

sweet spicy savory: i have the sweetest tooth. spicy comes right after but i’m unable to handle anything too spicy despite liking it…..

relationship status: uuuuh- uh. um. celibacy (add meme here)

current obsession: it’s missing chommy hours…

last thing i googled: “evolutionary anachronism” it’s that very cool thing where a plant outlasts the species that were supposed to pollinate it/ distribute its fruits, i am very obsessed with that atm

no pressure tags: @areus-in-a-little-cave @two-wizards-in-a-trench-coat @becauseplot @blissfali @eekonis @thinkingaboutctommy @youreyeslookliketheocean @amagnifique (bcuz ik you won’t see this till forever and i find it funny) and whoever has never done one of these (i’d love to hear abt you!)

9 people I would like to know better

Thank you for tagging me @drewstarkeysbae!!

last song? Heartbeat, Childish Gambino

favorite color? Red

last movie/tv show? The 100

currently watching? Invasion

sweet/spicy/savoury? Spicy

relationship status? Talking

current obsessions? Jack championnnn

last thing you googled? Jessica Lord (bc Matt Rife is dating her lmfaoo)

No pressure tags: @reychvmpion @runningfrom2am @rvfecamerons @serial444killer @corpsebasil @heavensghost @heavenhillgirl @11133 @polishlolita