#so of course i found the person's account using just a profile picture

[anepiphany]

guys i have successfully embarrassed myself to a whole new level and should probably search up how to change my phone number or turn back time idk

[syuga-s]

i made my fiancés tinder profile

w.c. 8.5k pairing. non-idol!jeon jungkook x fem!reader genre. cute and angsty friends to lovers <333 a/n. idk guys i wrote this like a month ago but I JUST GOT THE ENERGY TO POST IT so i apologize in advance if you find mistakes here and there, ALSO i made the playlist that inspired me to make this fic so i'll just leave it here if you want to give it a listen or save it don't look at my other playlists tho they're a mess 🦦

You always thought you were pretty good at giving dating advice. It’s easier when you’re not the one doing the dating, right? That’s how it all started with Jungkook. You two were chilling at your apartment one lazy Sunday afternoon when you suddenly blurted out, “Why are you still single, Jungkook? You’re amazing, good-looking, and fun. You should at least be on like three different dating apps.”

He laughed, running a hand through his hair in that effortlessly cool way he always did. “Dunno' just haven’t found the right person,” he said with a smile that made you heart do a weird little flip. “I don’t think I’m good at dating, haha.”

“You’re ridiculous,” you shot back, sitting up. “Let's make you an account. We’ll get you some matches in no time.”

He hesitated for a second, then shrugged. “Sure, let's do it.”

And that’s how you ended up setting up his profile, not realizing that this would be the beginning of the end of your denial and the start of a love story you never saw coming.

You grabbed his phone and he settled onto the couch next to you. “Okay, first things first. We need some killer photos. Let’s start with your main picture.”

You opened the camera app. You sat there, looking at his phone for a minute before he let out a loud laugh.

You looked up. “What is it?"

He grinned, pointing at something behind you. "It's just Tae taking a picture of us setting up a dating profile," Jungkook said, chuckling.

You turned around to see Taehyung standing in the doorway, holding his phone up with a huge grin on his face. "Don't mind me," Taehyung sang out, winking at the two of you. "Just capturing this for posterity."

Tae showed Jungkook the picture and a fit of laughter erupted again, now from the two of them. "Your face! You look so focused and super serious right now."

Rolling your eyes, you lightly smacked his arm. "This is serious business! We need to find the perfect picture to reel in all the potential matches."

Then you started browsing through his photo gallery to curate the most attractive selection of pictures.

There you had him on the gym doing weights, him on his boxing gear, with his dogs, him doing the dishes with a strangely tight black shirt, a few selfies on his car, with his motorcycle. You could sell a whole album with his photos, how on earth would you do him justice and only choose 10 of them?

"Why is this so hard?"

Jungkook chuckled. "Because you're not choosing photos for a profile, you're trying to find a reason to stare at me and my body for too long."

"Boy, I'm trying to help you here, and if I'm gonna do it, I might as well do this like a professional matchmaker." You retorted.

His eyebrows furrowed. "When have you ever paired someone up?"

You smiled smugly. "That's none of your business, Jeon."

"It is, actually, since you're helping me with this thing."

"Fine, if you must know, I hooked up one my friend's older sister with my college roommate."

"Really? How did that go?" He asked, curious.

"Pretty well, they've been together for a couple years now." You answered, still going through his photos.

"Wasn't your college roommate that guy with the blue hair?" He asked, his tone changing slightly.

"Uh-huh, why?"

"Wasn't he the guy you were dating during our third year?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

"How can you forget about him?" He sounded annoyed. "You spent an entire week crying in my bed because he broke up with you."

"Oh my god, did I? I don't recall." You were playing dumb, of course you remembered but there was no need to talk about that. "What do you think of this one?" It was a shirtless picture, point blank.

"I think you look kinda slutty but everyone's gonna eat it up, you'll get a date in no time." You continued.

"I am not posting a shirtless picture, are you crazy?" He snatched the phone from your hand.

"Well, it's not like we're gonna sell the damn picture, it's just your torso and the picture is really nice, you look good, I don't know why you're making such a fuss."

He didn't say anything, just looked at you.

"What? I'm complimenting you, it's the truth." You rolled your eyes.

"Okay, thank you." He was blushing.

"Are you blushing?" You asked, amused.

"No, it's just really hot in here." He took off his hoodie, throwing it somewhere in your living room.

You didn't even realize how close he was sitting next to you. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd been on your couch, but something felt different today. It was strange.

All the photos that you chose showcased different aspects of Jungkook's personality. Each photo told a story about him - his love for his dogs, his passion for staying active, his playful side with silly selfies. As you scrolled through his gallery, you couldn't help but notice the genuine smile on his face in many of the pictures, a smile that seemed to light up the whole world.

After him putting up a fight on choosing his favorite photos of him, next you had to write him something for his bio.

Jungkook leaned in closer to read over your shoulder.

"This is stupid, what do you want me to write? My name, my age, my occupation?" He was whining.

"Yes, those things obviously, but also things like, I don't know a joke or something to sum up your personality. I want them to know you're fun and cute, mind-blowingly good at everything, something along those lines."

"I am mind-blowingly good at everything." He said, his tone confident.

You rolled your eyes.

"So let's say, what if I write 'shit i'd date the hell out of me', you like it?" You asked him with a smile.

He laughed. "I do, I really do."

"Okay, it's settled." You wrote down the phrase, and a bunch of things about him.

"Now we just have to add something that will hook them up."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, just be honest. Just, don't write that you're looking for a girl to have sex with."

"But I am looking for a girl to have sex with." Blank expression on his face.

"You are so dumb sometimes." You threw a pillow at his face.

He caught it mid-air. "God, you know I'm not look— this was YOUR IDEA IN THE FIRST PLACE!" He yelled, trying to defend himself.

"Yeah, but, just write something that will make you look not like a manwhore."

He thought for a moment. "I know, I got it."

"Okay, shoot."

"I'm a manwhore." He had the brightest smile.

"Oh, for the love of..." You couldn't help but laugh at his antics. "Alright, fine. If that's what you want to go with, who am I to stop you?"

You two were done, and he was already getting notifications.

"Woah, that was... surprisingly fast." He was surprised, and you were proud of yourself.

"Of course, you're hot and cute. We don't see your type in dating apps very often."

He gave you a weird look, you couldn't quite figure out. "Thanks?"

"No worries, I'm sure you'll find someone in no time." You patted him on the back as you were getting up and ready to go to the kitchen and make some dinner. "See who you like and I'll help you on how to ask them on a date."

"Okay." He smiled.

"What are you smiling at? Are you looking at them already?"

"Yeah, I'm trying to see which one of these girls will be our first victim."

"Don't call them victims." You laughed.

The truth is that Jungkook only agreed to this because he loves spending time with you.

As you busied yourself in the kitchen, Jungkook couldn't shake the warmth spreading through his chest. He scrolled through the notifications on his phone, half-heartedly swiping left and right. His mind wasn't on finding a date; it was on you.

He couldn't believe he agreed to this. Making a profile on Tinder just to humor the best friend he was in love with, seemed harmless at first, but now, seeing the app light up with potential matches, he felt burdened. He wasn't here to date. He was here because he wanted to be closer to you, even if it meant pretending to search for someone else.

Each time a new message popped up, he found himself wondering if you'd approve. Would you laugh at the cheesy pickup lines together? Would you help him craft witty responses? He realized he didn't care about meeting any of these girls; he only cared about spending time with you.

But as much as he tried to focus on the dating app in front of him, his thoughts kept drifting back to you. To the way you laughed and teased him, to the way you always seemed to know what he needed even when he didn't realize it himself. Jungkook found himself longing for something he couldn't quite name, a feeling that stirred deep within him whenever he was near you.

He sighed, setting his phone down on the coffee table as he leaned back on the couch because he didn't bother looking through any of the profiles. Instead he made his way to the kitchen, where you were standing over a pot, stirring absentmindedly.

He stepped up behind you, watching as you stirred. His chest was warm, and he had a strange urge to wrap his arms around you and nuzzle his nose into your neck.

"Hey," he said, his voice soft.

You turned your head slightly, not looking at him but smiling. "Hey."

Jungkook took a step closer, placing his hand over yours. "Let me help," he said.

You handed him the wooden spoon, your fingers brushing against his in the exchange. He stirred the pot gently, mirroring the way he wanted to handle your heart. Neither of you spoke, the only sound filling the room was the clinking of utensils against the pot.

"You okay there?" Your voice broke through his daydreaming.

He answered you softly while running a hand through his hair nervously. "Yeah, just... thinking."

As the aroma of the dish wafted through the air, you felt his warmth seeping into you, comforting and familiar. You couldn't ignore the heavy tension that hung between you, thick like a fog.

He cleared his throat, breaking the spell. "So... what do we do now?" His voice was low, almost a whisper.

You turned around to face him, his eyes searching yours for answers neither of you dared to voice. "We eat dummy," you said with a laugh.

You and Jungkook sat down for dinner, the tension from earlier still lingering between you. As you ate, you caught each other stealing glances when the other wasn't looking.

"So...have you looked at any of the matches yet?" you asked, trying to break the silence.

Jungkook shifted in his seat. "A few, but no one really caught my eye," he said evasively.

You nodded, poking at your food. "Well if you see anyone you like, let me know. I want to help."

"Thanks, I will," Jungkook said with a small smile.

You returned the smile weakly, a pang in your chest at the thought of Jungkook dating someone else. You had pushed the feelings down for so long, not wanting to jeopardize your friendship. But your dumb decision of making him a dating profile forced you to confront how you really felt.

After you finished eating together, Jungkook helped you with the dishes. You dried off your hands, and he was ready to leave. Almost as if he was on a rush.

"Thanks for making dinner," he said with a smile.

You nodded. "Of course, you know I love having you over."

You stood at the door awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Jungkook cleared his throat. "I'll text you," he said.

You gave him a thumbs-up, your voice coming out more high-pitched than normal. "Yeah, cool. See ya later."

He chuckled and leaned down to give you a hug. You wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his scent. You held him a little longer than necessary, wanting to memorize the feeling of his arms enveloping you.

Jungkook's hand lingered on your shoulder as he pulled away.

"Goodnight," he said softly, his thumb brushing against your cheek before he turned to leave. You watched him go, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside you. As the door closed behind him, you leaned against it, aching with the realization that you might have just pushed away the one person who meant more to you than just a friend.

If only you had the courage to do something.

The following week, you found yourself cleaning your house, the mess had piled up and you had a bunch of your clothes all over the place and that's when you found Jungkook's hoodie from last week. It had fallen between your couch and the wall, so you pulled it out with a considerable amount of force. That's when his iPod fell to the ground.

He still uses this thing? The corners of your mouth turned up involuntarily as you recalled teasing him about the ancient device.

You were surprised, most people uses their phones, or maybe he still has this thing because it was a present from you. If you hadn't seen it you wouldn't have remembered that you had given him this iPod for Christmas like 7 years ago.

You took the device in your hand and turned it on. You figured it would be nice to hear his playlists while you kept cleaning.

You should have just connected it and played it on shuffle. But I guess humans are very nosey creatures. Creatures who love to go through someone else's things, just to see another hidden side of said person.

So, like any other normal human being, you opened his lists, and started to go through them.

"Golden mix", "Euphoria", "OST's". Those were pretty standard. "Lonely nights" a bit of a stretch, "Best of the 00s", "Dance party" and "Songs to sing along". Fork found in kitchen. And there was one more playlist that caught your attention.

Simply labeled with— "Your name."

Your heart started beating faster. What is this?

You opened the playlist and you were welcomed by a list of what it seemed like... love songs.

The first one was "Best Friend". You didn't know what to think. Why did he have a playlist with songs like "Kiss me" by Matt Maltese, "Mountains" by Charlotte Day Wilson, "Making Time" by Rex Orange County. All love songs.

Then it hit you. He's in love.

You started panicking. Your heart racing with thoughts you couldn't ignore any longer. The playlist named after you echoed in your mind.

You couldn't believe it. Jungkook, your best friend, the one who always seemed so casual and carefree, had a playlist dedicated to you filled with love songs. Your mind raced as you tried to process this new information. Was it possible that he felt the same way you did? That the tension between you wasn't one-sided after all?

You sat down on the couch, still holding his iPod in your hands. The weight of it felt heavier now, as if it held all the unspoken words and emotions that had been swirling between you and Jungkook. You couldn't bring yourself to put it down; instead, you scrolled through the playlist again, each song title tugging at your heartstrings.

A sense of warmth washed over you, mingled with fear and uncertainty. What should you do now? Should you confront Jungkook about the playlist, lay all your cards on the table and risk changing everything between you? Or should you keep quiet, pretend you never stumbled upon this precious list?

You knew there was something going on, you weren't stupid. But you couldn't bring yourself to accept the possibility that the guy you love, might like you back. It's easier to pretend like nothing is happening. You have built this whole imaginary life with him in your head, but not once did you consider that it might be a two-way street.

"I already said I'm in love with you Can't you hear me? Why do you act like you don't? You know well the spark in my eyes when I look at you Can't you see it? Why do you act like you don't?"

You had been listening to the song on repeat for an hour. It was stuck in your head. Your heart was aching.

The reality was finally sinking in.

"He's in love with me," you whispered to yourself, the realization hitting you like a tidal wave. It explained so much—his kindness, his attentiveness, even his willingness to go along with making a stupid profile for a stupid dating app. But you had built walls around your heart, afraid to acknowledge the possibility that your feelings were reciprocated.

You felt a surge of emotions, a mix of joy and fear swirling inside you. Jungkook's unspoken confession through his playlist left you feeling exposed and vulnerable, yet strangely hopeful.

"Falling" played softly through the speakers, its lyrics painting a picture of longing and uncertainty. It mirrored your own inner turmoil, the battle between fear and listening to your heart for once.

You had spent so long convincing yourself that this was just a friendship, that any romantic thoughts were one-sided. Now, faced with the truth, you didn't know what to do next. Should you tell Jungkook? Should you pretend you never saw the playlist?

Your mind raced with questions, but deep down, you knew you couldn't ignore this any longer. Jungkook's feelings were out in the open, laid bare through these songs that said a lot about his emotions.

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and let the music wash over you. Each melody, each lyric felt like a confession, a plea for you to see what had been in front of you all along.

"I already said I'm in love with you," the lyrics repeated in your mind, echoing the words you longed to hear from Jungkook himself.

The weight of the situation settled over you. You constructed the exact same playlist on your own phone, replaying it endlessly, searching for answers in the same songs he had chosen. It became a ritual, a way to understand what Jungkook hadn't yet said aloud. Each track felt like a message, a confession hidden in plain sight.

As days passed, the playlist became a lifeline, a connection to Jungkook that transcended words. You wondered if he knew the impact his secret gesture had on you, if he realized how deeply you analyzed each song, each lyric, each subtle hint of affection.

It was as if the playlist had become a conversation between your hearts, a silent dialogue that spoke volumes about your unspoken emotions. You couldn't deny the truth any longer—the love you felt for Jungkook had bloomed quietly, nurtured by his unwavering presence in your life and it reflected in the selection of songs carefully chosen by him.

And so you continued to listen, to immerse yourself in the music that spoke of love and longing. It was a soundtrack to his emotions, a testament to the unspeakable love that had grown between you and him.

The guys had planned a small gathering at your house. Hoseok, Jimin and Tae arrived at the same time around 8:00 p.m. with food, drinks and Cards Against Humanity. They were already having fun when they rang the bell.

"Hey," you said as you opened the door.

"Hey!" they greeted you.

You all headed towards the living room and they placed the things they brought on the table.

You chuckled, feeling a wave of warmth at their enthusiasm. "Thanks for coming, guys. I've got the place ready—cleaned up only for you the other day," you teased, motioning towards the neatly arranged living room.

As you all settled in, chatting and unpacking the snacks and games, there was a noticeable absence. Jungkook hadn't arrived yet, and though you tried not to dwell on it, his absence didn't go unnoticed by your friends.

"Where's Jungkook?" Tae finally asked, voicing the question that lingered in the air.

You shrugged nonchalantly, though your heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. "Not sure. He said he might be a bit late."

Hoseok raised an eyebrow, exchanging a knowing look with Jimin. "Didn't he say he was gonna meet with someone from Tinder?"

"Tinder?"

"You know, the dating app," Tae chimed in, taking a bite of a snack.

"I know what Tinder is Tae,” you replied with a laugh, trying to keep your cool.

"So you didn't know he was on a date?"

"No, he didn't tell me. Are you serious? He's on a date right now?" Your voice came out louder than expected, and you cursed yourself for the slip.

Jimin frowned, concerned. "Are you okay, Y/N?"

You waved dismissively, trying to downplay the hurt and disappointment. "Yeah, all good... well, more food and games for us until he gets here."

You tried to push down the gnawing feeling of jealousy that threatened to surface at the thought of Jungkook on a date with someone else. The idea of him with another person stirred up emotions you had been trying so hard to accept the past days. You forced a smile as you joined in the banter and laughter, attempting to bury your own conflicting emotions.

Despite their casual remarks, you couldn't shake the unease settling in your stomach. You hoped Jungkook would arrive soon, eager for his presence to dispel the nervous tension building within you.

The minutes ticked by, filled with laughter and infinite jokes over Cards Against Humanity. Each time the doorbell rang, you found yourself tensing, hoping it was him. But each time, it turned out to be someone else—a delivery person, one of your neighbors...

As the evening progressed, you couldn't help but steal glances at your phone, checking for any messages from Jungkook. But you decided not to keep waiting and decided to send him a text first.

'whats taking you so longggggggg' it read.

He replied instantly. 'i'm outside, coming now'

You put down your phone, your heart pounding. A few seconds later, you heard familiar footsteps approaching and there was a knock on the door. You got up, heading towards the door.

"He's here!" Tae exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face as he jumped up to answer the door with you.

You held your breath as Jungkook stepped inside, a sheepish smile on his lips as he greeted everyone. His eyes met yours briefly, and for a moment, the world seemed to slow down.

"Sorry I'm late guys," Jungkook said, setting down a bag of drinks next to Tae's.

Jimin smirked teasingly. "Lost track of time, huh?"

Jungkook chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Haha nah,"

Absolutely not. It was a disaster. Why did I agree to this? She seemed nice enough online, he thought, but in person... It just wasn’t there. The conversation felt forced, and I couldn’t wait for it to end. He grimaced, recalling how he struggled to find common ground and forced a laugh at her jokes. I should've been with y/n tonight, helping her get everything ready for this.

Of course, all of that stayed in his head. He was embarrassed to tell everyone how much he hated meeting someone new. It would just give your friends the opening to tease him more about it.

"Well, you made it, and we're all here now. So let's start" you suggested, breaking the silence.

His eyes sought out yours, finding a mix of emotions reflected back at him—surprise, curiosity, and something he couldn't quite place.

Everyone nodded in agreement and moved to gather around the coffee table, pulling your cushions closer.

With Jungkook's presence, the gathering felt complete, as if a missing piece had been found.

And as you all laughed and played into the night, you couldn't ignore the way Jungkook's gaze lingered on you, a silent reassurance of the feelings you'd been trying to suppress.

"I'm going to take a photo of this." Tae announced, lifting up his beer.

You and the others followed suit, holding your drinks up and smiling. Jungkook on your right got closer to you for the picture, cheek to cheek, his scent surrounding you. You wanted to lean in and practically inhale him.

"Perfect." Tae snapped the shot, and then showed it to the group. "What do you think, everyone?"

Everyone agreed that it was a good photo.

"We all look great," Tae said.

"But not as good as those two," Hoseok joked.

You rolled your eyes. "Please."

"It's true," Hoseok insisted. "You guys look good together."

Jimin nodded, taking another sip of his drink. "They're right. You’d make a cute couple."

Jungkook felt shy at their words. It's not like he was trying to hide his feelings for you, but he hadn't exactly made his intentions known, either. It was frustrating, wanting to be closer to you but not knowing how.

At least it was encouraging to know that your closest friends were seeing you both that way. That meant he had hope, right?

"Okay, that's enough," you said, feeling your cheeks heat up. "Let's keep playing."

As the game resumed, the group's attention shifted back to the cards.

You cleared your throat, shifting awkwardly on the cushion. "So... how was your date?"

Jungkook winced, not meeting your eyes. "It was okay," he said, his tone lacking enthusiasm.

You bit your lip, curiosity gnawing at you. "Just okay? What happened?"

Jungkook shook his head, still not meeting your gaze. "I don't know. It just didn't feel right, I guess."

You tilted your head, searching his face. "What do you mean?"

Jungkook shrugged, a sheepish expression on his face. "It was just... awkward. We didn't really click. I don't know."

Your chest tightened, a mix of emotions swirling inside. "Oh," you managed, turning back to the game. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not good at this kind of thing, you know? Meeting new people, going on dates. It's hard for me. I'd rather be with people I already know and trust."

You knew what he meant. The same went for you. It was hard enough trying to navigate your feelings without having to worry about other people, too.

You nodded, giving him a small smile. "I get it."

"I just wish it could be easier, you know? Like, finding someone you actually like who happens to also like you back, and not having to worry about anything else. Just enjoying each other's company."

Your breath caught, your mind reeling from his words. And from the way he was looking at you, you could tell he wasn't just talking about friendship.

"Why would you say something like that?" you questioned, the words tumbling out before you could stop them.

Jungkook's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean? Say something like what?"

"That you wish you could be with someone who actually likes you and not have to worry about anything else."

"I... because it's true. I don't want to go on stupid dates anymore, I want to be with someone I care about. Someone I can laugh and have fun with."

You swallowed, your pulse quickening.

"Someone like who?"

Jungkook exhaled, a nervous smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I think you know who," he said quietly.

You stared at him, speechless, as his words sunk in. Your heart was racing, your body buzzing with adrenaline.

Hoseok, who had been unusually quiet, suddenly made himself heard, "I think I'm stuck in your bathroom!"

You and Jungkook turned to find your friend, who sounded flustered and slightly panicked. Jimin and Tae burst into laughter, trying to contain themselves as Hoseok continued to tug at the bathroom door.

"What do you mean you're stuck?" Jimin managed to ask between giggles.

Hoseok yelled helplessly. "I went in to use the bathroom, and now the door won't open!"

Jungkook glanced at you with a bemused smile, the tension from earlier dissipating with the absurdity of the situation. "Seriously, Hobi?" he chuckled.

Hoseok sounded exasperated. "It's not funny! How am I supposed to get out of here?"

"I'll go get some tools," Tae offered, still chuckling as he headed towards the kitchen.

You stepped closer to the bathroom door, trying to assess the situation. "It's just stuck. Let me try," you suggested, reaching for the handle and giving it a firm tug.

To everyone's surprise, the door swung open easily, revealing Hoseok looking both relieved and slightly embarrassed. "Oh, thanks, I swear it was stuck…"

Jimin clapped Hoseok on the back, still laughing. "Sure it was, Hobi. Sure."

The rest of the evening passed by in a blur of laughter and games, and despite the lingering awkwardness from earlier, you were glad that the night had gone well.

It was close to 2:00 a.m. when your friends finally began to call it a night, and you were exhausted.

"Thanks again for coming, everyone. I had a lot of funnnn," you said, giving them each a hug goodbye.

Jungkook was still on your kitchen helping you clean up all the mess you made. Drying the dishes and placing the glasses on your cabinets. You were cleaning up the table when he walked up to you.

"Need any help?"

"I'm done, thank you."

"Are you sure?"

"I am, thanks Kookie,"

You started walking towards your room when you heard him speak up.

"I really liked being here tonight."

"I know it was a lot of fun," you replied with a small smile. You grabbed his hoodie and his iPod to return them. Staring at the endearing device. Almost as if it were something fragile.

"I'm glad you had a good time," you responded as you walked back to the kitchen, handing him back his belongings. As you stood there in the dimly lit room, a comfortable silence settled between you. Jungkook's gaze was intense as he looked at you, his eyes searching yours for something unspoken.

Jungkook paused his moves, as if weighing his next words carefully. "I was thinking... maybe we could hang out again this week, just the two of us."

"What about the girl from Tinder?" you asked as you returned to face him, your tone sharper than you intended.

Jungkook frowned, confusion clouding his features. "What are you talking about? You know I went on one date. I told you it was a disaster."

You sighed, suddenly feeling foolish. "Yeah, I know, don't know why I asked that, haha" you muttered. "Didn't know you still used this thing,"

He smiled, his fingers brushing over the iPod. "I still love my music in here, you know, it sounds a lot better"

"Yeah, that's what I thought,"

He looked at you intently, and the air between you seemed to grow heavy.

"I've missed spending time with you, Y/N."

Your breath caught in your throat, your pulse quickening as you stared at him. "Me too," you whispered.

"So, is that a yes?"

"A yes to what?"

"The offer to hang out,"

"Oh, right. Um, yeah, sure. Sounds nice."

Jungkook's face lit up. "Cool. Well, I guess I'll see you later, then." With a final smile, he turned and left.

You watched him go and your mind was spinning. Jungkook's words echoed in your head, his words sending a flutter through your chest. You couldn't help but grin. Maybe there was hope for you two after all.

The following day, you woke up to the sun streaming in through your curtains, illuminating the room in a soft glow. You stretched lazily, savoring the warmth of your bed, before reluctantly climbing out and heading to the bathroom to wash up.

Unconciously, you began to shut yourself out. You had spent the whole night awake, thoughts about the possibility of being with your best friend swirling around your head, preventing you from falling asleep.

As you brushed your teeth, you heard your phone buzz. It was a text from him.

'Good morning'

A smile tugged at your lips, butterflies erupting in your stomach.

'good morning'

'can we go out today? im craving pizza'

You bit your lip, considering the invitation. A part of you was eager to see him, but another part was worried that it might be awkward, especially after the scenarios you created in your head last night.

You ended up refusing to go out with him. And he started to get anxious. He thought he may have done something wrong. That you were actually angry for going on a date or that you no longer wanted him to be part of your life just because he went out with someone else.

Jungkook started panicking.

And so, he called the guys.

"I don't know, she's just not acting normal." he sighed.

"Did something happen the other night?" Hoseok asked, concerned.

"No, I don't think so. She didn't say anything to me,"

"So why is she mad at you?"

"I have no idea. I was hoping maybe you had an idea,"

"Did she say she was mad at you?"

"Not directly, but she didn't want to go out today,"

"Well, I'm not surprised. She's probably just tired,"

"Tired?"

"Yeah, from work and all that, she's probably exhausted. I'm sure it's nothing."

"Do you think so? You don't think she's mad at me?"

"I really don't think she is. She'll probably just want to rest for a few days, and then things will go back to normal."

Your attitude changed so suddenly. You kept on cancelling on him. It’s been weeks.

"You have to talk to her, man," Jimin said.

"What do I say? How do I bring it up? Do I just ask her why she's been avoiding me? What if she doesn't know what I'm talking about?"

"Then ask her. Don't overthink it. Just say it."

Jungkook sighed, frustrated. "You make it sound so easy,"

"Look, I'm not gonna lie to you. It's probably gonna be awkward as fuck, but you can't let it get in the way of your friendship. You've been friends for so long, and it's obviously important to both of you. If she really is mad at you, then you need to find out what's going on. But if she's not, then you need to clear the air and move on. Because otherwise, this is just gonna keep getting worse and worse for you."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm just... worried, I guess."

"I know, but don't be. Everything’s fine. It’ll work out, especially if you let her know that you like her."

"What? Are you crazy? I can't just tell her that."

"Why not?"

"Because... what if she doesn't feel the same way?"

"So what if she doesn't? You'll never know unless you tell her. And if she does feel the same way, then you can finally stop being all sad and pathetic."

"You think she likes me?"

"Well, only she can tell you that, but you'll never know if you don't talk to her. So suck it up and go for it."

"Fine. I'll talk to her."

"Good."

"But... how do I tell her?"

"Just be honest. Tell her you've been worried that something is wrong, and you want to make sure everything is okay. Then let her know how you feel. But, be prepared for her reaction. If she doesn't feel the same way, it could make things weird. But you need to deal with it and move on."

That same day you were laying down in bed, scrolling through your phone. Reading over and over the lyrics of one particular song on the playlist.

"Is there a place for me? Is there a place for us? I can't tell you how much I love you, babe Open the door Open your heart Tell me how you're feeling, I miss you so bad I'm falling to pieces"

And just like that, your phone began vibrating, your heart beating rapidly as his name flashed across the screen.

"Hello?"

"Hey, are you free? Can we talk?"

"Uhm... sure, yeah. Now?"

"If it's okay, yes."

"Okay,"

"I'm coming up now."

"Wait, wha-..."

Jungkook was already at your door, knocking frantically. You opened it for him, your heart in your throat.

He stood before you, looking determined. His eyes were wide, his hair tousled, and he was out of breath, as if he had just run a marathon.

"Sorry, I was already on my way. I had to do it now. I have to say it, because otherwise, I won't have the courage to say it some other time,"

"Okay?"

He inhaled deeply, his eyes locked on yours.

"Y/N, I really, really like you. And I've been so confused and conflicted because I've always liked you, then I started thinking that maybe there was more. And then I realized there was. I really, really like you."

You swallowed hard, the words ringing in your ears.

"I-..."

"It's okay, I just wanted you to know,"

You shook your head, struggling to comprehend what he had just told you. "I'm sorry, I'm just..."

"I know, and I'm sorry. But I had to say it."

"So, does this mean... what are you saying exactly?"

Jungkook hesitated, running a hand through his hair. "Look, Y/N, I don't expect anything from you, and I don't want things to get weird. But I just had to tell you. I'm crazy about you."

You nodded slowly, processing his words. "uh. I-... uh."

"I know it's sudden, and I'm sorry. I just couldn't hold it in anymore. But I don't want anything to change, I promise. I'll just go, and we can forget this ever happened. We can go back to the way things were, I promise. I'm sorry,"

"Jungkook, stop apologizing. It's not a bad thing, I'm just... processing. I've never had anyone say they're crazy about me before," with your phone in your hand an idea immediately came to you.

"Can I show you something?" you asked him.

"What is it?"

You walked up to him, your phone in your hand. You handed him your device and let him see your screen. There it was, the infamous playlist.

Jungkook's doe eyes widened, a small gasp escaping his lips as he noticed. "What... is this...?"

"I went through your iPod when you left your hoodie last time," you told him with an embarrassed grin. "They’re the same songs you have on yours,"

"This is so embarrassing," he groaned, his cheeks red. "You... you went through my iPod?" Jungkook asked, now with a hint of amusement in his voice.

You nodded, feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief that he wasn't angry about it. "I was curious about the music you listen to. And I found… this,”

He stared at the playlist, then back at you, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "So... does that mean you... already knew how I felt?" Jungkook asked, hope flickering in his eyes.

Your heart raced at his words, a mix of excitement and uncertainty swirling inside you. Could this really be happening? Could your long-standing friendship truly be blossoming into something more?

"Jungkook," you began, your voice barely above a whisper. "I... I like you too. More than just a friend."

"So what does this mean? That we are supposed to be together?"

"Maybe, or maybe not. It could just mean that you have great taste in music and I admire it,"

Jungkook's eyes widened with hope, a grin spreading across his face. "I've been wanting to tell you for so long, but I was afraid of ruining everything between us."

You smiled, your heart fluttering. "Me too, I’m sorry for making you worry these past few days,"

"Can I hug you?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Jungkook held onto you tightly, his arms snug around your waist. You rested your chin on his shoulder, closing your eyes and inhaling his familiar scent.

After a few moments, he pulled away slightly, his hands still resting on your hips.

He looked at you with a mix of relief and uncertainty in his eyes. "So, I didn't ruin anything between us?" he murmured softly.

You shook your head, a small smile playing on your lips. "You didn't ruin anything, Jungkook. If anything, you've made everything clearer."

His shoulders relaxed slightly at your words, a hint of a smile returning to his face. "I'm glad."

"I'm glad too," you began again, your voice steady but tinged with nervousness. "But I also want you to know that... I've been thinking a lot too."

Jungkook turned to face you fully, his expression a mix of anticipation and apprehension. "About...?"

"About us," you admitted softly, meeting his gaze. "About how much I enjoy spending time with you, about how much I admire you, and... how I've felt something more than just friendship for a while now."

His eyes widened slightly, hope flickering in them. "A while?”

You nodded, a shy smile playing on your lips. "Yes, Jungkook. A while. I've just been afraid to say anything because I didn't want to lose you in case you didn't felt the same way about me."

He stepped closer to you, his hand reaching out tentatively. "Y/N... I wish I had known sooner. I've been struggling with these feelings, not knowing if you felt the same way."

"I'm sorry for not saying anything earlier," you murmured, your fingers brushing against his. "But I'm glad we're talking about it now."

He squeezed your hand gently, his eyes never leaving yours. "Me too. More than anything."

There was a moment of silence between you, the weight of your shared emotions hanging in the air. Finally, Jungkook spoke again, his voice filled with determination.

"So... what do we do now?"

You chuckled softly, feeling a surge of affection for him. "I think we take it one step at a time. We've already taken a big step today."

He nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "Yeah, you're right. I'm just... really happy right now."

"Me too," you said, squeezing his hand.

"I guess the only question now is... are we... together together?" he asked hesitantly.

You grinned, your heart pounding in your chest. "Only if you want us to be,"

"Yes, yes, yes. Of course, yes,"

"Then it's settled. We're together," you giggled.

Jungkook laughed, the sound sending a warm feeling through your chest.

Cut to 4 years in the future.

There you were at a dinner with friends and family. It had been four years since you got together, but it felt like an eternity. You both were so excited for each other, for your life from now on.

"Hey, you got a little something," he whispered, brushing away a strand of hair from your cheek.

You couldn't help but smile, his touch as tender as ever. "Thanks,"

"No problem," he smiled.

Then you could hear someone clinking a glass. "A few words from the fiancé!" Jin's voice reverberated through the dimly lit restaurant.

"Y-yeah, yeah," your boyfriend stuttered, clearing his throat and standing up. He was a nervous wreck, and it was adorable.

"Um, first, thank you all for being here. It really means a lot to us. We know how important it is to have your loved ones around you on a special day, and we're so grateful for everyone who's supported us. Second, a special thanks to my future father and mother-in-law. Thank you for always being there for us and for supporting our relationship. And, um, thanks to my own parents for, uh, also supporting us."

As the guests began to laugh, your boyfriend cleared his throat and continued, his gaze fixed on yours.

"But most importantly, I want to say thank you to my amazing girlfriend. Thank you for making every day better. Thank you for always being by my side and for loving me unconditionall—"

"We know that already! Entertain us or I won't pay the bill!" Jin's loud voice interrupted again.

You couldn't help but chuckle and the guests laughed again, amused.

Your fiancé smiled, clearly enjoying the teasing.

"Alright, alright," Jungkook cleared his throat before he continued, "actually, we agreed that we'd never tell anyone how we actually got together but I guess we're past that, right babe?"

"Oh no, don't!" You blushed, a little embarrassed.

"It's a funny story," he continued. "It's kind of a long one, but this girl right here thought that the best course of action was to make me a dating app profile before telling me that she was in love with me."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"I was dumb, okay?" you joked, earning more laughter from the guests.

"So, we ended up talking to some people on said dating app and went on a few dates, which were terrible—"

"Hey! It's not my fault that you agreed even though you were also in love with me!" — "Everyone, he had a playlist with my name filled with sentimental songs like the most lovesick boy on Earth!"

"But babe trust me, it's a great playlist, by the way," you added.

"And then we got drunk, and the truth was revealed."

"What?! No way," Hoseok laughed.

"We weren’t drunk, I’m kidding, I just told her that I had liked her since the beginning," he said. "We just made a disaster, and we were both scared shitless."

"But here we are," you added.

"So, yeah, thanks for coming everyone," your fiancé concluded, his voice breaking a little as he wrapped up his little speech.

You could see him trying to blink back tears as he sat back down next to you, and you gave his hand a squeeze.

"You did great," you whispered, leaning in to give him a quick kiss.

"Thanks," he replied, his voice hoarse.

Your parents got up, taking the floor after him.

"Thank you, thank you," your mom said, a bit embarrassed.

"We’d like to share a few words as well. First, we'd like to thank everyone for coming. It's such a privilege to have all our family and friends here, and we're so thankful for your support. And we're especially grateful for our beautiful daughter and our soon-to-be son-in-law. We are so proud of both of you, and we know you'll have a long and happy life together."

"Thanks," you managed to say, overcome with emotion.

"So, now, we'd like to present the couple with a little something. It's just a small token of our love for them," your mother added, signaling for someone to come forward.

Jimin, Hoseok, and Tae stood up from the table and approached the stage, each of them holding a framed collage.

"Here, you can pass these out," your mother said, handing each of the guests copies of the photos.

You and your fiancé were stunned as the three guys presented the photos to you.

The photos were a collage of different memories: you and him during his graduation, another one from yours, a candid shot of him cooking for you, a photo of the two of you smiling in front of the sunset, and a picture of him holding your hand while you were asleep.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you took in the beautiful photos, each one capturing a special moment in your relationship. The love and happiness radiating from the images made your heart feel full to the brim. You glanced at Jungkook, whose eyes were also glistening with unshed tears, and you reached for his hand, holding it tightly.

"Thank you so much," you managed to say, your voice choked with emotion. "These are... perfect."

"I have a gift for you too," you told him, reaching under the table. You brought out a box wrapped in bright pink paper and a bow.

He looked at you with surprise, his eyes shining with curiosity as he took the box from your hands. Slowly unwrapping it, his mouth fell open in astonishment when he saw what was inside. Nestled within the box was a beautifully crafted watch, the silver band gleaming under the soft light of the restaurant.

"Oh wow," he breathed, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "It's... it's incredible."

"It's engraved," you whispered, pointing to the back of the watch where a message was etched. His eyes widened as he read the words: 'Forever yours, Y/N.'

"I was hoping you'd wear it to the wedding," you said, grinning. "But don't cry, you'll make me cry!" you exclaimed.

"I'm not crying, I just..." he trailed off, sniffling.

"I love it," Jungkook finally managed to say, his voice filled with emotion. He stood up abruptly and pulled you into a tight hug, “I love you.”

As you both separated, there was a collective 'aww' from the guests, making you both blush.

The rest of the evening continued with laughter and joy, surrounded by the love of friends and family. People danced, sang, and shared stories late into the night. It was a celebration of love and new beginnings.

As the night winded down and guests started to leave, you found yourselves standing alone in the dimly lit space. Jungkook wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close.

"Thank you for everything today," you said sincerely, looking into his big brown eyes.

"Thank you for being mine," he replied softly, feeling overwhelmed with happiness.

"I wouldn't want to be anyone else's," you whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

Jungkook cupped your face in his hands and placed a lingering kiss on your forehead. The world around you seemed to fade, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of the deepest affection you’ve ever felt.

[spiderlandry]

HII! congrats on 100+ followers!!!

do you think you could write a jackie taylor x reader?

reader listens to jackie talk about their future together (schools, jobs, marriage and everything) just nodding along with her and admiring her in either one of their rooms

cuddles pls and messing with her fingers and forehead touches pls!

lots of fluff! (maybe some angst with the whole marriage topic, considering it was 1996? or not, whichever, tyty:))

thank you sm!!! :) <3

thanks anon! this request made me kinda blush i love the physical intimacy it’s so cute. we need more jackie fics and im happy to deliver (hopefully you like it!) no pronouns used for reader, but they do discuss the marriage topic

100 follower event

warnings: fluff! and implied discussions of being unable to get married (ambiguous reasons but can be interpreted as same-sex marriage not being recognized by the law at the time)

looking out for you — jackie taylor

A soft thud hits your back, eliciting a laugh out of you. You look up to see the culprit on the other side of her bed, Jackie, with a pillow in her hands.

“Did you just hit me with a pillow?” You grin, mirroring her smile.

She shrugs, doing it again.

“Hey!” You sit up properly to try and grab it out of her grasp, but you end up in a position you’d found yourself time and time again with her. She cages you in between her arms, getting you to lay on her while she throws the pillow across the room.

“Is this your way of asking me to cuddle?” You ask, already reciprocating her embrace.

“Mhm,” She hums.

“You’ve been quiet,” You whisper, pushing her hair out of her face. “What’s on your mind?”

“College,” she replies with a faraway look, but her stare is almost intense, as if she’s viewing the future through your eyes. (She is.) “I’m not forcing you to go to Rutgers, am I?”

The way her voice tapers off melts your heart. “You know I’ll go to the ends of the Earth for you, right?”

You know she was always the kind of person to be sure of herself—one of the reasons you fell deeply in love with the girl. But lately, as the future closes in, she’s been plagued with second thoughts ever since they lost Nationals and she had a fight with her best friend, Shauna, that almost ended their ten-year long friendship.

You pull away from the embrace, lying down completely on the bed when you signal for her to do the same. Both your eyes are on the ceiling.

“Talk to me,” You take her hand, intertwining it with your own.

“I am talking to you.”

“Okay, smartass,” you chuckle. “Tell me if everything you told me before Nationals.”

She remembers that night, ditching the party early to go home and spend the rest of the night in your arms while she tells you the ways you fit perfectly into her future life, then deeming it ‘our future,’ rather than hers alone.

“Well, she begins with a sigh. “You’re coming to Rutgers with me. We’ll do roadtrip with all our stuff packed into my mom’s minivan.”

You hum, nodding for her to continue.

“We’re both gonna work and get our own place by the second year, and it’s gonna have a cute theme, and there’s gonna be pictures of us on the wall to make people jealous.”

You laugh, “Who’s gonna come over to our place?”

“Our friends, of course. The team could visit.”

You begin playing with her hand, fiddling with the promise ring you’d given her junior year.

“We can go to college parties, and you’ll protect me from anyone who hits on me,” She giggles. “Obviously, we’re gonna study together. Hold each other accountable, right?”

“Right.” You bob your head, turning to admire her side profile.

“Then we’re gonna get a dog. Then a cat. Then we’ll make sure they’re friends.”

“Mhm.”

She can feel your stare, so she looks back. "What?" She chuckles.

"Nothing," You mutter. "You're just beautiful."

She grins wide, fully turning her body to the side so she can scoot closer to you. "You're a sap."

You look smug, "But you love it."

"I do," She puts a hand on your jaw, a soft touch that never gets old. At her own words, she is reminded of another thing. "We've never talked about getting married, have we?"

You don't miss the way her tone drops a little. "We haven't," you shake your head. "But you know I'll do anything for you. I'll marry you no matter what it takes."

Her eyes become glassy, and you press your forehead to hers.

"You wanna get married?" Her voice almost a whisper, you can feel her breath on your lips.

"I gave you the promise ring for a reason, Jackie." You say, a little more serious this time. "I'll make it happen. For both of us. And I know you're gonna look fucking amazing, and I'll cry when I see you in the dress."

"What did I do to deserve you?"

"I should be asking that question."

Becoming more comfortable, snuggling into her, you both fall asleep and dream of your future.

[simplyrecources]

How we decorate our simply plural profiles!

Also I won't be showing how to input the markdowns into simply plural! If you want to see them, they can be found here! If you've ever made a rentry, simply plural uses most of the same ones!

If you want any other tutorials or have any questions linked to this then feel free to ask! With this out of the way, here is our tutorial!

Step one: Figure out a template for the information

This is the hardest step- Personally because we are polyfragmented we use the same template for all alters on pluralkit and simply plural.

Making a template can be a pain, however there are many blogs on tumblr who make templates! Just search 'simply plural templates' and you should find accounts that do them! If you want to request, be sure to check their request status and be patient.

However, if you want to make your own, I would recommend this website for finding symbols to use and this one for emoji combos. I would also say that you may want to have your template link to your system name(s) or headspace (ie if your system has links to forest maybe a nature themed template) but obviously it's up to you what you do.

Personally we have a 'basic' template which we copy and paste but change the emoji's/decor of depending on what the alters likes.

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Step two: Choose a profile picture.

This will help us decide what colors to change certain assets to and/or which ones will look best with the profile. My recommended sites fir finding icons are: Google images, Pinterest, Tumblr.

Searching things like: '[aesthetic/theme/character] icons' or '[aesthetic/theme/character] [color/aesthetic/theme] icons' does tend to bring up results.

But if you don't know what you want '[anime/aesthetic/theme] icons' or '[twitter/tumblr] icons' will bring up results as well.

In the end we settled on making an icon because there was nothing that fitted our alters needs.

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Step three: Find decor

This can be very hard to do due to the fact that typing in different names for the same assets will give you different results and recourses are constantly being deleted. However, tumblr and personal websites such as carrd and rentry, are good for finding them.

However, if the website (including carrd, rentry or neocities) gets deleted then the image will become blank and won't exist. Discord also now deletes images after 24 hours, so it's not a usable site anymore. Personally, we use tumblr because if the blog gets deleted the assets remain for some reason. We've tested this a few times so far none of the images have broken and we have some from over 6 months ago- But this is subject to change.

Another thing to note is that size does matter, and some images may be too big to fit into the boxes provided by simply plural.

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These are our recommended ideas, of course this is different for everyone, and we didn't go in depth about certain topics. However I d hope this is useful.

[roxannedaybreakermidnight]

Tackling a few of my most recent experiences wiwth the internet. Don't read if harassment and racism trigger you. I don't mean harm, this is supposed to be a safe space. Comments I deem negative will be deleted so that others feel comfortable just going around and say whatever.

1. Shipping

I completely understand people's worries with Punkflower but guys, instead of worrying about non confirmed ages, can we worry about kicking out actually problematic people off the internet doing stuff to real life minors? Miles was 14 when I was 14. He is now 15 and I am 18, I still love Miles the same way, ans that doesn't compromise my morals.

A person's ship between characters doesn't say about their morals entirely. Of course, sometimes it's undeniably creepy, like characters clearly presented as parental figures being shipped with kids that were supposed to look up at them. That's weird, don't do that. Or, idk, thinking it's a good idea to jerk your dog off. (I saw documentaries, those who do too knkw what I am talking about)

Point is, pls don't harass people who don't mean actual harm. Hobie's uncomfirmed age range shouldn't cause as much hate as it does. I disagree with nsfw from time to time because it is weird, but I mostly see couple-y stuff with a few jokes, and honestly? I absolutely adore it. I encourage you to try it. I used to absolutely hatee on people who ship any characters slightly older with whatever character the topic is. I would literally try to gate keep the whole fanart community cause "She's a minor, STOP!" and honestly it was stupid asf. I'm not telling you to encourage it, just don't be mean about it. It feels stupid. If you don't disagree, and the post isn't causing harm, just don't engage.

2. Shameless racism/harassment

Recently I've faced people both in and out of omegle who seem particularly shameless, feeling safe around their little homes thinking ol' mean me won't mind. I am using this opportunity to expose a particular someone who seems very keen on being weird. I grew up around weird guys, and I often identify them easily, but for some reason I pushed the lil gut feeling away. If you have the same problem, pls listen to that feeling. It's there to avoid situations that might be upsetting.

Starting with Omegle, people seem very comfortable with racism (and search of minors to flash them). I receive jokes indicating they want me to be shot, find me ugly, make faces of disgust, call me a slave, etc etc. Not to mention I even found teenagers joking about beastiality being 'awesome'. Kids rlly need to get supervised, cause I am telling y'all, some were barely 14.

Now, I had an interesting interaction on instagram with a Miles Morales account. He came to me cause I was rping as Peter and invited me in his server on discord. I got the gut feeling from his habit of trying to flirt with Gwen profiles and spamming pictures of him in a suit. For some reason, some people have a pattern of spamming pictures when they want praise and always require attention from specific people, and I know this cause I've been harassed over this before. Days later, I was matching with my bff as an anime couple so I changed and he realized I'm born female. He asked me to be rio instead, without knowing my age, and went ahead and offered 'fun', and that 'I can't tell anyone'. What happened essentially is that I called him out, he said I was disrespecting him, I blocked him, so he made a new account to cuss me out and threaten to report me. I feel indifferent about it, but if you have anyone with similar behavior, save yourself the trouble and block them. (His discord is 'dmoney520' so avoid interacting w him pls)

3. Sexualizing a content creator

I don't mean Dream, or corpse husband, or whoever tf. I am talking about a poor 16(ish) year old called Eddie who makes content for the fact he sounds like Hobie brown, and he has people saying shit like "wanna get pregnant?" The guy just started worrying about whatever the place he lives in worries around this time.

It's honestly creepy how people will actively harass punkflower creators but then barely notice a full ass guy who is still deemed a minor regardless of what American law says getting weirdass comments from people they don't even know. Literally flabbergasted at this discovery. Not mad, just genuinely upset.

These people often forget that websites can track their activity and its hilarious to me, so whatever. This was my report on my feelings after a week of internet, and honestly? I wanna delete it. My punkflower AU happy ending is coming so if that's what you wanted, great!

[crimson-phantom-designs]

More info on my modern au called Sweet Tooth.

Francis Osman is the leader of the Turkish Mafia in Western Europe. Fleeing Turkey years back, he established a brutal reputation as some of Europe's most sadistic gangsters. For now, Francis and his gang are keeping a low profile due to someone close to him flipping with Interpol, which resulted in something devastating he swore to never experience again. Whilst this, they are in conflict with the Clerkenwell crime syndicate, otherwise known as 'the torture gang'. An equally malicious mob of smugglers who, since the Turkish Arifs took over London's underworld scene, their battle for territory has come close to an all-out war. What with this recent development crippling all of their profits, they are trying to strangle Francis' hold on the area and take over.

Francis is tearing through the backroads of London in his cherished Porsche to meet with his underboss Verrill Özdemir "Demi" who orchestrated a Comission with the surrounding heads to try and prevent a gang war at a time no one can afford it. He's looking for an out, maybe. Or a way to funnel money in a more advantageous way to get profits 📈 again under federal scrutiny.

He might have found both options in a happenstance encounter with a man and his spunky 13 year old at the park over his need for speed and a damn candy bar, but which one will he choose? An out for himself with this man or will he burn the man's life down to reestablish his crew through manipulation, taking piece by piece, because 'it's just business'...

This is a previously established Jacob Marley/Ebenezer Scrooge au (they were more closer in age here cause, eh)

Jacob and Ebenezer had adopted a young girl from a tragic situation shortly after marriage and raised her when Jacob died in a fatal car accident with Eb's sister Jan seven years ago due to coming to the aid of someone Eb still despises for taking so much from them, even if the loss sent him a revelation in life. Eb has a fear of car accidents taking more from him, which is why he drives so slowly, especially with Beryl.

The story is a SMAU which means it will be written, but with these post, Instagram and text conversations in between with artwork for photos.

Handles below, and the differences in personality are amusing. Francis' just kills me. These Hands. Eb is just lonely and secretly pines, even if he's given up trying to find love again and pours that into his besotted devotion to Beryl but he does gripe politics and talk bitchy about his competitors. Bob is just here for support and to follow news facts and nature groups. He takes pictures from his timeshare cabin alot(even if Eb bitches it's a scam) and is insufferable about outdoorsy events with the family. Eventually the man will move them to the woods to be one with nature, I swear. XD More characters have handles but these are the main ones seen.

Being Francis would absolutely NOT use his full name or have a public account for liability reasons, he would be creative. His account is mainly to lurk other accounts(mafia modernized) and keep updated on current events. People that follow him are in his inner circle or he's baiting them to think they are.

The Oz is a reference to yes the Wizzard of Oz because of course he would see himself that way. XD

He's the man behind the scenes running everything. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!

@rom-e-o @sasha-geonn

Below are some examples of what they post before they meet.

[caregiver-twylas-daycare]

Hello Little ones and Caregivers! This is my pinned post!

DNI: kink, ddlg, abdl Anti-LBGT, abliest, and Racists ETC! This is a non -sexual platform and will NOT be sexualized on my page!

This is SFW and a safe place for Littles and caregivers to be themselves and to enjoy their time here. Any blank accounts will be blocked.

If anyone wants to talk or needs a helping hand, my messages and asks are open! This is completely platonic!

If you want to get to know me more outside of me being a caregiver or AgreDre, please refer to my main blog @twyla19 . I have come to the realization that some regressors like talking to me while not regressed. I think this would be easier to separate possible adult conversations. I know many of you have trauma around them and do not want your regressed self to possibly see those conversations.

I made an Instagram! There is nothing on it yet, but I hope to share stuff on there as well!

I have an AgeDre blog!

Credits:

@cutiecorner made my new background. It's a CG Twyla flag!

I made my own profile picture!

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✨️Looking for asks?

I have found a thing called help, heard, hug. This means what you need the most at this given moment. I tend to always want to help littles when feeling sad or down about something. I know that isn't always what you all need, so if you put in the number (1) like this, it means you want help. (2) for a hug and (3) is to just need to have someone listen or be heard.

You do not have to use an emoji if you do not feel comfortable. Or giving me a nickname or pronouns. Do what makes you comfortable!

✨️Rules for asks

NOTE: This will continue to change as this page grows.

What is OKAY for asks:

babbling, being silly, wanting to see how I am doing or tell me about your day. Showing me the drawing or things you get, asking me questions, of course, general light topics like missing someone or wanting to chat.

What is NOT OKAY: talking about self-harm, especially thinking about harming oneself, any kind of trauma.

Since i am back at school, i will be quite busy. I might still post or reblog things, but I can be overwhelmed with all my school responsibilities, online friends, asks, and so on! So Asks will be answered on weekends when i have more time and DMs are going to be more prioritized.

Note: If you are someone who does not feel comfortable with DMs, please make sure that you do not talk about something that might be triggering for others. I want to celebrate things while also keeping asks a safe space since they do get posted to my blog and are public.

Please do in DMs:

Vent about trauma, about your day, anything that is just weighing heavy on your mind. Longer conversations (during school year)

Last asks note:

I wanna be here for you all while also making sure I am safe as well. I do not have any topic that can be taken off the table. However, I want things that are super personal or may be triggering to be in my DMs since Asks are public. I want this to be a mental health safe space. I want you all to talk about the tough feelings, and if it gets super personal, I just want you all to stay safe in all ways. Many littles come to my page for different reasons. Some want to get away from their stress and traumas, and some are involuntary regressors due to their trauma.

In conclusion, I'm just trying to look out for everyone, plus myself, and staying safe is my most important thing, kiddos!

Taken emojis for Anon:

🐊🦀🍼🧵🥁🦈🦦🍄💫🔮🐨🦋🌹🦭📻🐈‍⬛💥🐻‍❄️🖍🕯🐇 🧨✨️🦇

Double emojis

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I also have systems who use multiple emojis per alter.

✨️About me, Caregiver edition:

Nicknames! So far, I have Twy, Baba, Mx. Twyla, and Twy-Twy !

I welcome any and most nicknames and will be happy with anything.

I am not looking for a long-term kiddo at the moment. I will gladly talk with you if you need it! I feel more comfortable being a babysitter or just someone you talk with while small.

I do prefer gender neutral or more masculine ones! Especially compliments.

I am an open book. Nothing will bother me if you want to talk about it. I have the mental capacity to listen! I do not judge you for your past or what you have gone through.

[This section will be updated as I see fit]

✨️About me, personal:

Here are a few things about me that I think would be helpful! I am disabled, nonbinary, and asexual. I have gotten myself into Bluey, and I collect monster high dolls. I am a disney person! I usually like princess movies or the young kid tv shows like Good luck Charlie or Jessie. I'm in college to become a music teacher and my main instrument is violin! I love any shade of purple and definitely a cold tone person with green and blue being 2nd and 3rd for my top 3 colors!

Oh! I LOVE squishmallows! I have quite a bit of a stuffy collection. otherwise, they're in storage, sadly due to me not living with my parents.

I personally feel like my interests haven't changed since being a kid, just my maturity has aged. With this being said, I have found that I do regress, but it is so intertwined with my personality and who I am today that I can not specifically regress or know my age. Some things just make me so happy, and I have found a few words that made me feel smaller in comparison to myself now.

✨️If you want to find stuff specific to my posts, here are some tags!

#Caregiver-Twyla: will be my main one for this blog.

#TwylaAnita Art: is for all my art I post!

#caregivertwyla asks : This is for any and all asks from anyone on this page!

#Cgtwyla reblogs

#Twylas sfw agere moodboards

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Loss, Love, and Tinder (Renfield)

"So I can use this app to summon potential dates to me? Like that Uvre app with food?"

"First, it's Uber. And yeah, pretty much. You can browse all these profiles and click on people you might be interested in. Then you can message each other. "

"Fascinating." Renfield stared at the app before him, scrolling through the seemingly endless collage of photos. "And what's this called again?"

"Tinder. I used to use it all the time back in college." Rebecca admitted as she leaned over from her position on Renfield's couch and pointed at the red icon. "Never click on people who don't have profile pics. It's super sketchy."

Robert Montague Renfield was by no means tech illiterate. Quite the contrary, actually. He was very apt when it came to using Facebook groups or Craigslist ads to find people for his former master. But it was all for business related stuff....er, so to speak. Never anything personal like this. It had been years since he'd ever done something this traditionally romantic. There had been his wife, but that was arranged by their families. Her family wanted the Renfield family's money, and his family needed an heir. It was pleasant, but Renfield always knew that for as much as he liked his family, he very much did not like women. Then he met the count.

Dracula was everything he could've wanted from a man. Tall, dark, and so incredibly romantic. He took him out places. Introduced him to new people. Plus, the sex was absolutely mind-blowing. Feelings he never thought possible coursing through his body as the count took him by the throat and slammed him back into the wall while shoving his tongue down his throat-it almost made up for the fact that the man turned out to be a blood sucking fiend who he had to pledge his service to for the rest of eternity. Almost.

Of course, their relationship evolved over the years in a not so great way. The romantic gestures became few and far between. The sex was still there, but Renfield rarely found it as satisfying anymore. His master would come for a release. As soon as he got what he wanted, Renfield was left unfulfilled and wanting. He did everything to please the man he thought freed him. Instead, it seemed, he was bound into another form of servitude. Instead of being forced to meet society's expectations, he was forced to meet Dracula's. The romantic he was wooed by disappeared and was instead replaced by a cruel and demanding master. The person he'd been seduced by would still come through to reel Renfield back in. Over and over again, it was almost a never-ending cycle. Until recently.

It has been almost a month now since his ma-Dracula's passing. It was liberating to be free for the first time in just over a hundred years now. He was happy. But as it turned out, very, very lonely. That was how he found himself staring at the little red app on his phone curiously while Rebecca showed him how it worked. His profile picture left something to be desired. Rebecca hadn't been too far off in describing him as a pale, sad little wet cat.

"Don't worry about it too much." Rebecca waved his worry off. "Some guys really like that kind of thing."

The now ex-police woman seemed to be right as his phone dinged to signal that someone had just messaged him. Renfield eagerly took the phone from Rebecca's hands and clicked on the messages bar. The man paused when, instead of a text, he was greeted by the photo of a man's penis. Admittedly, it was well endowed, but still a random photo of a stranger's genitals.

"And of course, the first message you get from a guy is a dick pic." Rebecca said with a roll of her eyes.

"I take it this isn't a normal way to open conversations?"

"No." Rebecca snorted as she clicked on a button in the top corner of the screen to block the account. "You wouldn't believe how many times I got dick pics even though my bio says,"Hardcore Lesbian." It was either that or two straight people thing to spice up their love life. Maybe you'll have more luck on this app."

Renfield nodded as he glanced back at his phone. Despite everything, he was excited for the new beginnings this "Tinder" presented.

[forcedhesitation]

only received about 150 follows or so bots from last night. thank goodness this is slowing down. there is still a discrepancy between my follower counts each day, that I'm not able to explain. I don't know if I just can't see certain bots, or something, because I've scrolled through my entire follower list and not found bots to account for this increased number. I know for a fact my follower count wasn't that high before, so I'm a bit confused...

I will warn anyone else, though, that the bots aren't always using the default new account picture with some random three word url. nor are all of them trying to advertise online gambling. some of them do actually have "bios" that try to mimic the bios of real accounts.

common features I've noticed in the "bios" of these mimic bots:

usually a nondescript anime character profile picture. very often the character will have pale skin, dark hair, and white clothing. if not this, it's a photo of an actual person with a similar appearance, but the photo might be a bit artsy, like a close up of the face, or a mysterious side profile.

if the profile picture does not feature a person, it will likely be a cat photo.

there is usually just one emoji in the bio, and it might not even have anything to do with their name. most common ones I saw were any one of the heart emojis.

the description might fully repeat their url, or contain some slight variation of their url, and then pronouns. usually nothing else will be included, except maybe a country or just "minor." The way all of this information is written is formatted without the typical consideration for readability that real human tumblr users typically have, and looks more like an unformatted copy-paste.

there are sometimes weird characters in the bio that make no sense to use. Like a percentile sign (%) placed in a strange place, for example.

as is common with other bots, there are no posts on the blog, or there is just one post. most common subject for that one post seems to be a cat photo, or a link to something. which you should obviously never click.

You do not get a notification for the follow from this account. Over the past few days, I've gotten thousands of bot follows. I am still only getting notifications for follows from real people though, and not for any of the bots. So that gives away who the mimic bots are. of course, there is the chance that notifications may not be working correctly all the time, so take this piece of advice with a grain of salt.

hope no one else has to deal with this bullshit. If you are dealing with it, I pray that it will not be anywhere near as bad as what I had. if you can, try to report as many as you reasonably can because that at least gives information to the people on staff whose job it is to handle bots.

[nikkiitalks]

The Reason why porn bots follow you

“Oh I got a new follower... oh no, wait, it’s just another fucking porn bot”

 Does this sound familiar? Let’s take a look at this world of annoying porn bots and why they are so prevalent and what’s the point of them? For this post I found an interview of someone who ran some of these bots and explains why it happens, how, and why they probably won’t be going anywhere soon.

The first thing you may be wondering is... what is the point of a porn bot to begin with? The answer... Clicks. They post links, be it to a website full of ads, video or live sex work chat services, products, and on the rare occasion, viruses. Do people actually click the link from the porn blogs? The answer? Yes. Yes they do. Not nearly as much as years past, but they do still click on them and these people are the reason we still see so many bots here, and why we’ll continue to see them. Why do those clicks matter? They make the bot owner money, of course. 

Back in the magical years before people were spammed constantly by bots, actual users of tumblr in their thousands would be driven to these blogs by automatic follows, building up the bots followers and leading to more clicks on the links they’d usually post under their pictures. The owners of these bots usually have several across Tumblr with the entire goal of getting attention. If they follow, like posts and DM users then there is a chance that their profile will be seen and their links will catch someone’s interest.  

“I think I had about 200 tumblrs under my control at the time. I bought a popular bot that was marketed, plugged the account in, and the bot did the rest. It posted, followed, liked and reblogged. I can’t remember the exact number but I followed around 200 blogs a day per account and pretty quickly, and pretty quickly I started seeing activity on my account. At least that the peak I had over 70k followers on my biggest account. Why did I stop doing it? Well it got too crowded. It was good while it lasted.”

This guy didn’t even think he was the biggest bot manager on the platform, either. There’s every chance there was people running thousands of accounts with millions of followers back in the day. We’ve all seen their posts with the links beneath or in a post, but that wasn’t necessarily their main goal back then. Some time ago, Google changed some things to help their search rankings, using how often a specific webpage is mentioned by others to improve their rankings. So, every time someone liked or reblogged a porn bot’s posts it created a new link back to the porn bot manager’s website and thereby boosting their Google search rankings. 

Both Google and Tumblr got smart to this and changed things and now this is no longer the go to for these bot managers. Nowadays it’s all about those links, and the clicks they can get on them and it’s now DMs getting targeted the most, as it’s a much more personal way of interacting with blogs and baiting users for those sweet, sweet clicks. Usually to a porn site filled with ads. 

Why do they want clicks? Moola of course. Those dollar dollar bills. That cold, hard. cash. How they make that green depends on where their links lead back to.

If it’s a porn site just painted with annoying ads, the owner of that site generally makes a cut (talking fractions of a cent) whenever someone visits their shady site. Now take that fraction of a cent and multiply it by thousands of clicks and the bot/site manager could really rake it in. And that’s not even counting if they have pay-to-view content that actually gets paid for. We’re talking porn, cam girls, etc. 

The most surprising were for people who’s goal was to actually start live conversations with people, either directly or through a link to a chat. These people fall in or near the category of romance scammers. Real people on the other side of the chat who’s sole purpose is to get money out of the victim who clicked the link. Often times building trust before they start asking for money. Needing help with rent, food, or even travel expenses to ‘come and see’ their victim. For cons like these, sometimes all it would take would be one click for the scammer to make significant money.

“These conversations were all psychological. We very specifically targeted people who looked like they had money. We didn’t want to hurt anybody or take money from anyone who really needed it. In some ways we were giving people companionship and nudes. The experience felt real. In retrospect, I do feel guilty.” 

The general consensus by those who had been interviewed, was that porn just wasn’t profitable on tumblr anymore and that people are much more educated on bots. So... why doesn’t tumblr just ban them?

Despite the previous porn ban, Many of tumblr’s most popular search terms are sexual, along with many of their most popular Google search terms. Banning the porn bots now that the nudity ban has been lifted, would mean less traffic to the site. Because, despite their annoying  and sometimes dangerous nature, they do bring in traffic, something Tumblr probably desperately needs these days. Bots look like real users to statistics until they’re flagged as bots. 

In my opinion, it’s a mixture of the overwhelming number and speed in which these bots are created, as well as the implied inflation to tumblr usership, is the reason we’re not seeing much done about them. 

If people, like EVERYONE, stopped clicking on their links, they’d probably start to fall off the site, though that seems like an unlikely thing to happen, so I’m not holding my breath any time soon. Keep flagging and keep reporting as much as you can. If you had twitter, tweet at Tumblr staff constantly, until they block you even. If we’re loud enough, maybe they’ll do something. Even if it’s just because we fucking annoyed them into doing it. 

I know it’s tempting just to say fuck it, and ignore them and their follows. I know it SUCKS having to report dozens of them a day, but in the end we’d be doing our part in helping to clean up the platform we all still know and are still attempting to love despite all the BS. Remind your followers NEVER to click a link sent by a blog you’re not 100% is a real person. Remind them often and loudly, because having no one click their links at all, may be the only way to truly get them to stop. 

Love you, Tumblr fam. Stay safe out there.

[voltstone]

!!DISCORD SCAM | IMPERSONATING DISCORD EMPLOYEES | BE AWARE!!

Okay. Hello, I usually do stupid stuff on here, like memes, or fanfiction. Obviously, this post is neither. This is a warning to any Discord users of a scam, and I will provide screenshots so that people can recognize and avoid it.

For the past couple days, I have been interacting with an account impersonating one of Discord's employees, because another hacked account in my friend's list (someone I have not talked to in years) reached out to me and told me they had accidentally reported my account for scamming/hacking (ironic, but I guess they're not creative).

(Initial interaction with hacked account (blue); profile obscured for protection. The account has since been blocked.)

This initial interaction did admittedly fool me within the first screenshot, because I hadn't talked to the person in years and the scammer was mimicking our past conversations, but I was skeptical of what they were asking me to do.

However, I just lost my job, have too much time on my hands, and am reckless with money. So I played along.

(Apologies for anybody confused with my behavior in the past 48 hours. Because they had access to my account, I did not know how much they could see of my activity across the servers. Ergo, I was playing up a confusion in said servers.)

The following screenshots are only portions of my interaction with the core scam account (I won't reveal information that would dox/harm me, of course). I will also explain, in great length, what it is they do, and how to recognize this scam to avoid it entirely.

THIS IS WHAT THEY DO.

Starting with the initial screenshots, I have highlighted grammatical errors that, in retrospect, do not adequately mimic how the hacked account spoke before.

The screenshot the scammer provides is of, what I suspect to be, a photoshopped email of Discord Support. However, similarly to the prior screenshot, I have highlighted the mistakes, and have supplied a screenshot of a genuine interaction with Discord Support (through a no-reply email) for comparison.

(Left: Fabricated email with the following mistakes respectively: Inconsistent narrative where the receiver of this email would be the hacked account, who did the reporting; Inconsistent format/spacing with username within brackets; No period; Closes a parenthesis with a bracket; (Nitpick) In a list, “furthermore” is unnecessary; No period. Right: A legitimate email as example by Discord (for password reset).)

Once you friend the scam account, they will introduce themselves. This one is impersonating an employee of Discord.

(Given the scam account, I will unfortunately have the employee's name and profile picture up here, in case this account tries to scam again. From what I have found, this account does use public information that is visible on sites such as LinkedIn, which is specifically where I think this scammer got the information.

(As I will repeat later, DO NOT HARASS THIS EMPLOYEE. What I suspect happened is this account either a) hacked the employee's existing account, or, more realistically, b) fabricated an account using public information. As far as I'm aware, this employee has absolutely NOTHING to do with this scam, outside of being the ultimate victim throughout this. I may have lost money, and others too, but this employee's reputation is being jeopardized, so please, DO NOT ASSOCIATE HIS LEGITIMATE INTEGRITY TO WHAT HAS HAPPENED HERE.)

The following screenshots are of my interaction with this scammer. Pay attention to signs of a scam, such as grammatical errors, pressuring, and other manipulative behaviors which will also be clarified later. The other thing to pay attention to is the reason why I am writing this post in the first place:

The scammer's screenshots of Discord assets. This scammer mimics. Throughout the process, they utilize either photoshopped images of Discord's assets to give the scam a sense of legitimacy, or genuine screenshots of Discord's assets, out of context.

(Screenshots of my interaction with the scammer, throughout the dialogue.)

After introducing themselves, they will ask for you to change your email and give some excuse. (By this point, I was well aware that this was a scam. Obviously, I decided to go through with it to be able to collect evidence of a scammer that impersonates Discord employees, but I made sure that I was online for as much as possible so they weren't going to try and use my account behind my back for anything.)

Because this scam account didn't actually have my email address, they had to ask me for it in order to have the email changed. Because at this point, my account wasn't actually in any threat. There was no report on my account, and, this scammer is not associated with Discord. It does not have the power to just snatch my email from me--at least, not in the manipulative strategies the scammer was employing. This strategy is low-effort, because why spend so much energy taking money when you can just ask the person themselves to do it?

The following is the emails sent once I confirmed to the scammer my (other) email address (the second was sent because I was taking too long):

(Emails sent to me via scammer account mimicking Discord Support. Sections highlighted are false emails to watch for, and...an interesting timezone that is not in the US. At all.)

The moment you change the email, that is when the scam starts. Because they have it now. And what they do to simulate a "temporary suspension" is they go and change your settings to invisible, as a way to confuse you. Then, they change your name to "Temporary Suspended". (Yes, it's supposed to be Temporarily Suspended, but let's not tell them that.)

(Left: Me (VoltageStone, or "Temporary Suspended") in chat. Right: My profile in "Invisible" within the member list. Other profiles obscured for protection; my profile is highlighted despite being within "OFFLINE", as designed for the "Invisible" feature.)

After this, within the dialogue between you and the scam account, the scammer will tell you something along the lines of: Don't message other people, because it will, more or less, interfere with the "verification" process. In actuality, it is because they do not want you communicating with other people using your "suspended" account.

When in fact, you can talk to people when you're invisible. A suspended account means you are locked out of it, and Discord will prompt you to login again.

They will also tell you that your interactions is being monitored my management. Now, this may very well be true, but it's not Discord management, it's likely their management.

(Within this part of the process, the prior screenshot where I say "i am in hell" is the only instance I spoke in any server. Outside of that, in order to play along, I did not speak to anyone given they had access to my account, and likely could see what I would be doing. I needed them to believe I was stupid and gullible, so I kept my mouth shut and got a second account so I could talk.)

Once they have you locked in, they will prompt you to pay them whatever amount they desire. For me, it was an initial $150. When that isn't apparently "enough", they ask for more. For me, it was $450 more.

Because they had me pay through PayPal, that doesn't include tax.

Once there is the inevitable issue in the payment(s), they will try to have you pay through another service. For me, the scammer claimed that a payment of $450 did not go through on their end (lies, of course), so they had me try and use Xoom.

Thank-you Xoom for being hell on Earth, because the next 2 HOURS of attempts did not work. Every transaction was cancelled. Thanks to Xoom, and thanks to my bank account.

And now my bank is a good one, so of course, throughout the several hours, there was a constant restriction for these payments. Because a bank knows what's probably a scam. Hence the difficulty on Xoom.

However, I did want to see this through, so...there were several phone calls to my bank getting these approved. Which yes, was stressful. And I did, in fact, tell the scammer as much, both to relieve said stress, but also to see if I could scare them into slipping.

Which I did. (I am not going to advise saying you should tell them that you "have already been suicidal" (I'm not), but it did the trick. The scammer slipped and forgot to format their replies.)

(A scammer told me to "calm down" after I "admitted" to being suicidal. Again, I am not. I wanted this scammer to panic. And they did.)

After Xoom didn't work out, we went back to PayPal, where a second $450 payment was made.

Essentially, what this scammer did was they had me pay a $150. It was conveniently "not enough" because...my account was more expensive, given the amount of time I have been on it, so the total value I had to give in order to "verify" was $600--or, $450 more was needed. There was (genuine) difficulty in one attempt for the $450, and it was refunded, so another attempt was given. This attempt went through on my end, because...it did go through, but it "didn't on their end." So, this scammer created a little ring of chaos to try and distract me from what was paid, had me go through Xoom, and tried to get me to pay there. When that didn't work, we went back to PayPal, where another $450 was given. After they swindled their money, they feigned difficulty with PayPal security, realized I was going to do something because I did catch on, and have since then not been active on this account. Their username was marked with "[Scammer]". And that's that.

By the end of this, I lost $1k. ...which is my bad, but whatever. That's on me. I realized I would be losing money from being a little rat pea brained investigator.

I do have my Discord account back, largely because I was able to let Discord support know of the scam, so as far as I'm aware, Discord does know about this. (I got a bot response immediately, and then someone from Discord Trust & Safety restored the email, and thusly the account, within 3 minutes. The authentic email that I used to compare to the scam's email is from this interaction.)

Be aware of this scam. It is best to avoid it entirely.

AKA, don't do what I did. It is financially dangerous, and just plainly reckless.

Part of why I did this is because I'm impulsive, but also, I had not seen any accounts across any platforms (primarily Reddit) report this specific scam. It may be a known thing, but I wasn't able to find anything easily. Therefore, it's not known enough. So, I wanted to ensure that this was legitimately a scam, and moreover, that I would get confirmation by the end.

Which I did. Because the scammer, once they were done with being a scammer with their kooky little account, changed their username.

(Again. Do not harass this employee by the same name. As far as I'm aware and understand what happened, this was impersonation. Whether it be a hacked account, or an account created to mimic, I don't know. The employee has nothing to do with this.)

After this, for a little bit, there was nothing. However, as I was writing this very post, a development:

(Left: Scammer email contacts me with following mistakes respectively: Fraud email address; Pressuring to spread this scam by “reminding everyone(?)” (I don’t know how this “everyone” is); Interesting date and time for San Fransisco, California on the day of our lord and savior, January 24th; Wrong amount of money that does not align with the $1096 I calculated; No period; I unsubscribed to Nitro, actually, so there really is no “subscription” here. Right: PayPal informing me that one of the accounts (in which two payments were granted) declined my request for refund.)

(This is one of the accounts used for the scam. Be wary of this when using PayPal.)

That is correct. Almost simultaneously, the scammer sent over an email discussing...that, and PayPal informed me that part of the refund which the scammer "agreed" to was declined.

Um. Yeah I laughed. I will have to be diligent tomorrow to see what exactly they will do, since I suspect tomorrow something will come up. Or they just...miscalculated time for California? It's not even 2pm in the Philippines.

I also think they miscalculated the money. Despite me calculating it myself and providing the number within our interaction, but okay.

Fortunately, I have ensured some semblance of safety. I've pulled my card information from anything, and have changed the account username and password as well. So unless they somehow got access to my account, there's none of this "subscription" going on.

Now, if something does happen, I will add to this post in an edit. Just so that people are made quite aware of what scams can do.

Regardless of my present situation, here are some things you can take from this.

A FEW WAYS TO SPOT A SCAMMER:

If an account you have not spoken to reaches out (particularly someone who've you have never met irl), be cautious. Search for any discrepancies in how they type (even though a scammer can mimic, there will be differences in "speech" patterns).

Be wary of constant grammatic, syntax, and/or spelling errors--errors which a nonprofessional would make. (This is usually the first clear sign of a scam, in part because a lot of scammers tend to be non-native **English speakers, from other countries, but also because they don't care and are negligent so long as they're getting away with the scam.)

Pay attention to any email addresses sent to you. If it looks weird and unprofessional, it probably is. A prime reason why there's so much graphic design in many company emails is for this very reason: to confirm that it is (likely) genuine. It's not just to look cute.

If they ask for money and "promise" a refund, no. Just no. Don't believe that.

If said money is to a different country, be wary. Here are some known countries that scammers come from, with their currency:

Format Reference: United States of America ($ ; USD) Brazil (R$ ; BRL) India (₹ ; INR) China (¥ ; CNY) Pakistan (Rs ; PKR) Nigeria (₦ ; NGN) Venezuela (Bs ; VES) South Africa (R ; ZAR) Romania (lei ; RON) Philippines (₱ ; PHP) - This is the origin for this specific scam.

If any "support" of a company you are an active consumer of has to ask for your email to continue with any process, it is fraud. In the beginning, Discord already had the appropriate email address to reach out to me.

Lastly, if they are marked as "[Scammer]" at the end of the scam, they are a scammer. And this is them laughing at you.

**This does not just happen with English speakers. Generally speaking, scams of this nature will try to target people outside of their country, because they like to use the difference in laws, timezones, etc. as a shield. So regardless of the language, do pay attention to language errors. It's a sign of either a scammer who does not care, or someone who is unfortunately illiterate.

As far as this post goes, that is all I have. I myself was very reckless in this endeavor, but I do hope that people see this and avoid doing the same thing I did--unknowingly or otherwise. Again, I will urge you to not do this. Don't. Do not. Just avoid scams.

To spread this message, reblog if you can, and tag any fandoms that you are in (especially if there are Discord servers) so that people who are in fandom servers can know. Post this in Discord servers. Cross-post this in other sites, such as Reddit or Twitter. Just get it out there so that people are aware of the scam, or ones like this.

If you would like to add anything to this, whether it be specific to this scam, or just general advice, please add onto this post.

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[blondeslovesushi]

Dating Apps

When I was in my teens I fantasised about a high school romance. Think Troy and Gabriela from High School Musical (1,2, and 3) I wanted someone to hold hands with through the school halls, to sit with at lunch. To match their tie to my dress for prom. Alas for me I was painfully insecure and self conscious so I wasted my teen years watching my friends get boyfriends and the boys I liked get girlfriends. I never had my sweetheart love. I was never anyone's first and by the time I had mine I was too embarrassed to admit it.

*sidenote there is no "right" age to do things at. You should never feel pressured, uncomfortable or embarrassed when it comes to these things, and if you are then I promise you that person is not the "right" one.

However I feel that our twenties are advertised to us girls in a Sex & The City sort of way. A jam packed social calendar, a wardrobe full of clothes and of course men (and lots of them for any of my Samantha girls). While FOMO and a shopping addiction have the first two items on the list checked off for me, I have always struggle with the last. And unfortunately unlike SATC the art of approaching someone in public seems to have been lost. That is where dating apps come into play.

A twentieth century phenomena. Tinder, Hinge, Bumble, Plenty of Fish etc etc etc. Every day it seems that there are new dating apps each introducing a 'new' and 'unique' way of dating. Each the same as the one before. On countless occasions I have found myself creating accounts (or shamefully unpausing accounts). I admit sometimes I am not on dating apps for the most bona fide reasons. Sometimes my friends and I just want to have a laugh and see what ridiculous things we can get away with saying, other times I just enjoy the ego boost of seeing a 'Your Matches' section number increase. Watching the notifications of likes from men come in fills that part of my brain with the same praise that I used to get when my teacher would use me as a class example of what a good standard of work was.

However much these compliments and quite frankly horrific pick up lines temporarily fill me with a sense of worth the feeling never lasts - much less turns into a genuine connection. Instead I end up feeling more unlovable (or even worse in this day and age, un-lust-able) then I did before I pressed 'Create Profile'.

I spend far too much time curating a profile of pictures I deem worthy while trying to give witty and intriguing answers to the dull prompts such as "My ideal weekend includes ..." and "A way to win me over is by ..." Shamefully I admit that dating apps have made me far more surface level than I would like to admit. I find myself swiping left on men below 185cm and judging them for the angle in which they took their photo at. When did I get so mean? I was never this judgemental before. When I was younger I used to believe that my friend's boyfriend's friend would only speak to me because he felt sorry for me because I was a spotty teenager with reddish skin and a flat chest. Yet now I suddenly deem myself superior? That I am better than all the people I reject on an app that has on average 75 million users per month just because I only use the photos that don't show my stomach or the acne scars I have on my chin? Similarly I hate how it feels when I am not liked back by a man who I saw on one of my swiping sprees and instantaneously planned a whole life with. Suddenly I am sixteen again comparing myself to every other girl. Is the person who swiped left on me as judgemental and cruel as I am?

Truthfully I do not believe that we should be exposed to this amount of people in such a short period of time. Dating apps have skewed our perception of what beauty is and what somebodies worth consists of. Dating apps have nothing to do with love or meaningful human connection instead they revolve ultimately around superficial lust and self fulfilment. While I can see the many success stories of these various apps I know from my own personal experiences and those of my friends these apps have at most led to awkward meet ups and futile hook-ups.

I think our twenties should be about making memories and mistakes. Staying out late with and staying in with friends. Discovering what is important to us and who we are as individuals. For going out and joining that book club or football team. Our twenties are about screaming and crying and laughing and kissing and loving and living. For meeting new people at a coffee shop or at the club. Your twenties are for forgetting about other peoples opinions and perspective of you and doing things purely for the fact that YOU want to.

I think I will leave the dating apps for my thirties.

Love, Bel xx

[dumplingsjinson]

Not sure if you've answered this before, I'm a newcomer to your blog (congrats with cat guy btw, he sounds like everything I'd dream of in a guy 0////0 like omfg u guys are so fkn cute I'm gonna die) but what were your experiences with Hinge?

I'm like THIS close to diving into dating apps but Tinder scares me a bit in its popularity, also thanks to the countless stories I've heard growing up of people exploiting others sjdkshjdjs. Im 21 and also live kinda rural in a "city" with like 15,000ish people and I'm a smidge worried it's too small of a place to do dating app shenanigans safely, ykwim? Hinge sounds like a neat app but I've heard of a few technical problems and glitches (well, as you do every dating app lol), and I'm not gonna be paying for anything either, and I was just curious how you found it.

I have a board of derectives, the veto crew, the Cock Council if you will 🤣 who are gonna help me through this whole chapter. So gl me 😎🤙

(Yeah so... cat guy is on pause right now as I try to clarify if we're on the same page about things so That's Fun. ANYWAY.)

I'd say my experience with Hinge has been pretty okay, though I have run into some weird glitches before. Granted, I've only gone on dates with three guys on that app, but I think that's more than the other apps I've been using. I've also gotten dates using Bumble and CMB, but never gotten a date using Tinder, simply because it's more of a "hookup culture" app than anything else, and I just never really wanted to swipe on there even though I have an account? Of course, every app has their risks, and not everyone on those apps are good people but I feel like Tinder definitely is less trustworthy than the other apps, especially because it is the most popular dating app out there, so you've got basically every type of person on there. Some with good intentions, some without.

Hinge works well enough without needing to pay, and I feel like the layout is just much cleaner than the other dating apps I've used.

Hinge > Bumble = CMB > Tinder in terms of layout (for me).

Hinge > Bumble > CMB > Tinder in terms of finding someone (again, at least for me).

But yes to the "Cock Council" 100% HAHAHA. It's a must!!

Trust me, all of my friends know about me being on these dating apps and about all the dates I've gone on, so I run to them for advice (as well as here on Tumblr because some of you people are good at this shit fr) whenever needed, and they kinda give me a third party perspective on things when I get really into my head. For example, had a call with my friend the day before yesterday about cat guy and him changing his Hinge profile, and she helped calm the hell down because I was DEFINITELY stressing about it a bit too much lol.

Anyway, good luck with the apps. Stay safe, meet in public if you ever do go on a first date (goes without saying, really), and be patient. You won't find someone instantaneously (I guess some people are really lucky in this department) and there will be times when things go a little dry. Also, Hinge has a like limit of 8 per day, so just keep that in mind when you're swiping. Use the prompts to the best of your abilities to showcase the traits you have, or the hobbies and interests you want to use to draw people in. Use good pictures, or at least ones that are more recent, if you're able to.

You've got this!

[theghostnewsnetwork]

Archive

**So I forgot that later down the line this same guy actually hit me up again and asked if I wanted to meet up and I declined of course. He sent different photos this time as you can imagine and I'm posting them censored for nudity.

So this is a profile that is common in Sniffies and it's fake. Fake as in they send pictures of other people and all they do is fish for information. How? Well in the screenshot next to the first one says he is going to a group event which if true, it means the person actually using the profile is real and is looking for people to go. A headhunter. The information he gets then is spread to everyone in this group to approve or disapprove. I know this because at one point I had joined a group but soon enough I got kicked. I was one of the first ones so someone who knows me must have asked for me to get booted. And we all should know who that person is by now. I haven't joined the events since because I can't risk running into Raydawg. Quite frankly even though this guy said his name is Danny, it is possible it is actually Raydawg. This was last year, I never posted it I think, but he hasn't hit me up since I've been putting this whole operation on blast. In recent news I did find out there is a truck stop nearby and is a source for clients.

***I imported the following information because it is in the same exact area from a while back now. It's what happens on the daily in the app. Prostitution unchecked unregulated unsafe right under everyone's noses. You can probably smell the stank. After looking in archive I found his face picture so I'm including itl

[The only thing I got was from a decoy where I got a picture that I can't say is real or not and a chat that revealed how an exchange might happen as I was surprised even now this type of offer would come up. The john offered the decoy money for a blowjob after persisting a little to much. This time I'm just going to post chat and let you decide what to make of it. Again, I cropped out the profiles that had nudity around the chat and I did not include the picture he sent for obvious reasons. * To clarify, all I did was make an anonymous free account, go get some coffee and get settled in for the day. When I came back, of course someone has already messaged it eager to find out who is behind what is suppose to be anonymous. After he made the offer it became a decoy. I couldn't use it anymore afterward because it became a target. I definitely was not going to commit a crime for a few pennies.]

[satanlikedmyunhappylife]

3rd May 2023 - Blog 58

Evaluation:

Final blog! In this final blog I will provide an evaluation for my social media, branding and my website. Starting off with my website, I wanted to make it extremely obvious from the get go what my company name is, hence in big letters, my company name on the front page. I also included a section that briefly states I specialise in which is a graphic design and the media. Even though my overall goal is to do something in VR, I don’t want to rule any potential clientele out. I have included a link to my YouTube that displays a few virtual reality rooms. This will be an improved as I can focus more on doing virtual reality. In my research, I found that black and yellow good contrasting colours and represent a futuristic design style. So I thought it be best to include black white and yellow throughout my website. I made sure to change all of the hover Texans at the bottom of my page, and at the top of my page to be yellow and white to follow this theme.

The about section, just essentially says who I am and what I’ve done in the past four years throughout my education. I thought that would be a good idea to make it a little bit more personal and just say some of the hobbies I include doing. This not only talks about the profession. I would like to get into But it also means that potential clients would be able to relate in more of a personal way. The contact section is a small section about the links that people can use to contact me. I thought it be a lot easier for clients. If I set up a link that goes directly to set up an email with me. It makes things a lot easier than having to copy and paste an email, and I’ve also included a link to my social media, I Pinterest and my blog. This just lets people become aware of my online presence, and my thoughts throughout any process that I would like to carry on. I believe that linking the blog allows people to understand some thought processes and potentially get a sneak peek behind the scenes of what I’m doing. It could be a good idea to carry on doing this as my business grows because not only would it be a nice thing for clients to keep up with, but for me to look back on and see how far I’ve come. The gallery page is a mixture of work that I’ve completed on the GDEM course and on this course. I’m quite proud of the work that I’ve done and the steps that it took. If I was to do this again, I would maybe decide to create my own website, so I’d have more freedom on the design elements of it.

Next is my contact page. This is a page that includes quick links to my social media and how to contact me. I have followed the same design layout as all of my other pages to follow a cohesive format.

Social media:

I already had an Instagram account for my graphics that I set up in 2021. It was under the name 'evosgraphix', but seeing as I now go by MadeByEv I changed it to 'Madebyev_'. I posted more up-to-date pictures of my work. I have uploaded my logo for the handle. To promote myself, I have posted my work with the correct hashtags to attempt maximising engagements. I have also followed the accounts that also do graphic design. I could improve this by posting images and asking for reviews.

I have created a youtube channel where I have uploaded my virtual reality content. This is because it is a free way for people to view my virtual reality work. I aim to continue to post on this channel and promote it on my Instagram so that people can see more VR-related content. I have also made sure that all of my work is cohesive by adding in my logo on the banner, profile picture and in video. This makes sure people are constantly reminded about who created the content and of my brand.

Branding:

For my branding, I started off by creating a simple logo that would be memorable for people and related to the industry I eventually would like to go into. The robot looks similar to a Google cardboard virtual reality headset, and it was designed in Procreate with a chalk pen. This was done to stand out as, from my research, I noticed that a lot of logos were very linear and had blocks of colour. I wanted to stand out and create something that looked more organic and almost like a stamp. The typeface used for this is called DK MIDNIGHT CHALKER REGULAR, as I wanted to follow the same look and aesthetic of my little robot. I will use both of these as my logos as they both represent my brand. For any VR work that I do, I will use my robot icon as the primary logo as it represents a VR headset, but for any other graphic design work I complete, I will use the letters.

The main colours of my logo will be black and white. I believe that this creates a nice juxtaposition between the futuristic use of VR and the chalky and organic typeface and icon. The black and white will feature on my business card. The yellow and grey will feature more on the website as the yellow text allows for titles, such as my name, to stand out more than the information that not all people will read.

Overall I enjoyed this aspect of the course. I learnt about what kinds of things are required to make sure a business is successful. I enjoyed getting group feedback on my work. It is difficult to get unbiased feedback sometimes, especially as a student graphic designer, when all you can do is ask your friends and family. Even though I was catching up on the blog a lot, I believe that it is a good way of getting out what you are rethinking and being able to voice thoughts and opinions can lead to furthering the initial ideas. I do believe that I have created a successful website, logo, business card and social media presence, and these will constantly grow as my time continues on as MADEBYEV.

[prolix-yuy]

Frankie Finds Your Fanfic

Pairing: Francisco “Catfish" Morales, no specific pairing.

Summary: That’s it, that’s the story.

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, Sex Worker!Frankie, implied other Triple Frontier Boys!Sex Workers, allusions to sexual acts, male masturbation, pillow humping, probably a bad representation of posting things on Tumblr, Frankie posts dirty pics. 

Note: It was just too good not to. Thanks to @toomanystoriessolittletime for the original inspiration and @fuckyeahdindjarin for sharing it so I could absolutely tumble down the rabbit hole:

I was also thinking about Frankie having a nsfw tumblr blog where he posts pics and gifs of himself and there’s this one girl using his gifs in her steamy stories and he gets the notifications every time and of course he starts reading them eventually.

I wrote this in two hours like a rabid raccoon and it’s both of your faults.

This is my Sex Worker!Frankie finding your spicy fanfic, because it’s way too meta if he found my own. Writer is gender neutral and story is unspecific except for the fact that it does have a sex scene (also not described beyond Frankie being representative of a character). Feel free to imagine whichever story of yours would make you the happiest.

Takes places before the events of Something New while Frankie was still doing sex work for Pope’s.

Cross-posted on AO3

Sex Worker!Frankie AU Masterlist

It was Pope’s idea. Something to boost Frankie’s confidence, show him that people like and appreciate his body. Frankie had balked at the idea, years of warnings against posting naked pictures on the internet for anyone to find screaming in his mind. But Pope sets up a Tumblr account for him, a burner email and no personal information beyond an age disclaimer, and now Frankie has an empty blog at his disposal.

“Don’t use it to get clients, it’s too risky,” is Pope’s only warning. Followed by, “Have fun, stud.”

Frankie isn’t sure how to begin. He doesn’t want it to be too lewd, so he starts small. A picture of his hand spread wide across his bare chest. The span of his fingers shows off their size, the curves of his chest a hint at his physique. He posts it with a short caption - like what you see? - and immediately closes the app. His heart races for a second, which feels strange because he’s done much riskier things in his life. A slightly spicy photo is low on the list. 

He forces himself not to look at his phone for the rest of the evening. If nothing comes of it he’ll delete the account in the morning. Distracting himself with television and a late-night walk, he finally turns the phone over.

4 hours had passed.

His post has over 200 reactions.

Frankie stares at the numbers, numbly scrolling through comments of “HOT” and “yes sir!” and other even more blush-inducing phrases.

Okay, he could see the appeal.

After a few weeks of posting to rave reviews (one photo of his hips, cropped before you could see anything too salacious, was the frontrunner for most reblogs), Frankie’s confidence was mounting. He’d gotten several comments about posting GIFs, and where before he would have balked at the idea, now he’s debating what his first one should be. He enjoyed the more artistic cropped shots of parts of his body, several in black and white being his favorites. But if he was going to be honest with himself, he’s already decided what to do. He just has to pluck up the courage to record it.

It takes him a whole evening, a shot of tequila, a hot shower and some fiddling with lights to finally press record on his phone. Crawling up onto the bed, he positions himself to be in profile, his head cropped out but the rest of his body on display, bare save for some small black boxer briefs. He shuffles to widen his kneel and pulls the pillow he dug out of the closet against his crotch. Posting up on his arms, making his biceps bulge as they take his weight, he begins rolling his hips against the pillow. It’s not as good as it could be, but Frankie knows it’ll accentuate the cords of muscle in his thighs, the sensual roll of his hips mimicking how good he can fuck. He doesn’t need much footage, but he tries to vary it up so he has something to choose from. When he fists the pillow and presses it harder against himself, a spark of pleasure makes him snap his hips a few more times. 

Feeling like he’s gotten enough footage Frankie moves to end the recording, but the ache of his half-hard cock makes him stop. Instead he pulls the pillow away and pushes his hand down his boxers to fist his cock, leaning back so the camera can catch his chest heaving, how his hips chase his hand moving lewdly under his boxers. His practiced touch makes him cum quickly. As a final touch Frankie stands facing the camera, dragging his boxers down just low enough that he can almost pop out before cutting the camera. 

His face is beet red as he rewatches the footage, picking out the little 5-7 second bits he thinks are the best. He posts the first one the next day, a loop of him fisting the pillow and rutting against it, and waits with nervous anticipation.

350 interactions in two hours.

Frankie can’t help but smile.

It’s a Friday night, no work for Frankie (in bed or otherwise) so he’s relaxing on his couch with a beer and flipping through Netflix for something to watch. His phone is next to him, so when the little Tumblr notification pops up he takes a peek.

It’s them again.

Frankie hadn’t realized when he started posting GIFs that people could actually add them to their own content. When it first happened he’d hearted the original post, and kept doing so when he saw his GIFs used in fun and spicy ways. There were a few that he was partial to, and seeing them reblogged as inspiration or used in GIF sets gave him a fun little thrill of pride.

This was a completely different situation.

When Frankie was first notified he wasn’t sure what was going on. It looked like the OP had used his GIF as a header for a text post. As he investigated he figured out it was for some fanfic of a show he wasn’t super familiar with. A quick Google gave him some context - a movie with Pedro Pascal, who Santi had told him he looked a little bit like. Frankie didn’t quite agree, Pedro was darker-haired and had a fuller beard, a sharper jaw,  but he could draw some parallels. Curiosity piqued in him, but squinting at tiny words on his phone screen was making his head hurt. He hearted the post for later.

He meant to go back to it but kept forgetting, instead adding more of his own content, fulfilling some requests, and working. He occasionally saw them post something else - another chapter, or a oneshot - and it would remind him to check it out, but time or forgetfulness kept that task at bay.

It’s not until tonight when Frankie sees that they’d followed him, a blip of a notification coming through, that he pulls out his iPad and clicks on their profile. He navigates to their masterlist, meaning to pick one at random but there’s a decent amount of content. He starts clicking in and seeing which story summaries speak to him, smiling when the header image is one of his. He’s posted some tame content as well, and seeing those softer photos and GIFs also being used warms him.

He finally lands on a story that looks promising - a concept he likes, one of his favorite GIFs used as the header, a decent length - and clicks into it. His lips part as he reads the prose. It’s good writing, immersive and intriguing. Frankie finds himself devouring the story, swept up in the plot and watching the main characters come closer to one another. There’s action and romance and funny bits that make him smile. He hasn’t read something this good in a long time.

He probably should have noticed the warnings. When the story becomes more explicit Frankie’s face flushes, one hand coming down to subtly adjust himself in his pants. Now it’s becoming clear why they used his GIF as the header. As he follows along, Pedro’s character emulates the GIF Frankie so kindly provided. The connection pulls him deeper into the scene, his hand rubbing over his chest as he tries to concentrate. The prose still holds his attention, but now he’s warring against arousal at the sex scene playing out. Frankie has seen his fair share of porn, but this was surprisingly hotter than anything he’d watched. It’s easy to put himself in Pedro’s place after seeing his own body used as inspiration, and as the scene unfolds Frankie finds himself having to take a few breaks to look up at the ceiling.

Jesus fucking Christ, people just put this scorching hot erotica on the internet for free? 

It feels strange to slide his hand into his pants at the descriptions of what his character is doing, but it’s hitting all of his buttons just right and then some he didn’t know he had. He’s pleasing his partner in ways he knows and loves, but he’s also being introduced to new and creative ideas he’s never thought of. As the tension mounts Frankie bucks up into his own hand, trying to last but it’s too intoxicating. The deep intimacy of being in these character’s minds, seeing how they fulfill each other’s fantasies, has his eyes blurring, words swirling together as he cums hard and breathtakingly fast.

Holy shit.

Maybe he should take notes next time.

At his next appointment the client is a little nervous, asking for Frankie to take the lead. The scene that he read, and several subsequent ones he’d devoured, comes to mind.

“I have something we can try. Let me know how you like it.”

And she does. Loudly. Many times.

Frankie feels like he has a lot of reading to catch up on.

END

The story continues in Easy Like Any Morning