#stfu uno

[helioxed]

Take a hint bestie

[starry-skies-116]

aye guys just went into the pro-choice tag and holy fucking shit the amount of christian pro-lifers willing to fuck over ppl with uteruses is insane. goddamn such a good thing I didnt throw up in my mouth right then and there.

reblog if you're sick of people telling you what to do with your own fucking body and just want to live your own goddamn life. im sick of being guilt-tripped into wanting to value the 'lives' of an unborn, un-sentient mass of flesh before my own life, a living fucking being with dreams and wishes and feelings and all that good package deal shit that cOMES WITH BEING A FUCKING HUMAN.

do not try to tell me my existence is fucking 'wrong' or 'selfish'. what you're actually trying to do is get me to live in fear of my own body and my own damn life like I always have been. PRO-LIFERS AND ANTI-ABORTION DNI. I WILL BLOCK YOUR ASSES AND THAT IS A GODDAMN PROMISE.

[cachantun]

as a resident hater of hatertown hatefalls it is in my great pleasure to inform you i officially find most of popular letterboxd reviews users 🥁 🥁 🥁 🥁 very annoying

[miercolaes]

I feel like right now it's hard to be excited for things to come. But, look back to a year ago; There were people who didn't exist in your life but now mean the world to you. And there are people you will feel this way about next year. This applies to simply discovering things you love and are excited about. Listening to new music and falling in love, reading a book that becomes one of your favourites. You will stumble upon things to be excited about and give you joy again. Life will give you that spark when you least expect it. Sometimes, in spite of everything, looking to the little things is helpful. I had a friend tell me that recently, and it really resonated. You deserve the joy you bring others and the spark others see in you. Please be gentle and kind with yourself and don't compare yourself to anyone else. You're where you need to be in the moment. I am cheering you on as you continue on through your journey. Get yourself a treat and relax! Until next Friday! - 💜💜 Victoria

“It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.” ― Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes

i can confirm almost a week later that everything my beloved vic wrote here is accurate. no errors at all. sometimes we do forget to look at the little things, especially during these times when everything is more active due to holidays right behind the corner. but it works! what vic wrote here i just tried today. can confirm smiling at strangers on your way to work or school is rewarding. and also, these messages some of us are blessed with. and while these mean the world to me and i have them saved in my inbox when i do not have the time to respond, i want to thank u vic. we didn't talk a lot in private but the little we did made me feel like i'm not alone and we can go through the bad stuff and still stand. i hope we can get to talk more soon and listen to what u said in this message. don't forget to take care of yourself too! i love u and take care🖤

[muniimyg]

CLOSE TO YOU // JJK

it should've been easier than this, right?

+

in which oc and jungkook sleep together and he can't get over it

navi | m. list | ask me ! | taglist is closed

pairings: goofy jungkook + uptight oc

au/genre:

uni au

friends with benefits 

fluff & crack

warnings:

implied + actual smut (x)

toxic behaviour (it's a process)

parts: 10/10+ [ completed 2024/01/28 ]

1: rizz

1.5: ah, shit (x)

2: cuffing szn

2.5: stfu

3: woof

3.5: coffee (x)

4: conceided

4.5: say it (x)

5: drunk

5.5: worst behaviour

6: truth or dare

6.5: baby (x)

7: ice cream

7.5: the parilla leaf

8: uno reverse

8.5: exhiled

9: us

9.5: laundry (x)

10: time

10.5: love (x)

end.

+ 00: friends

+ halloween extra

+ unhinged extra (1)

+ unhinged extra (2)

+ unhinged extra (3)

+ falling in love extra

+ clingy extra

+ yuna/tae/joon extra

[bluesidez]

GymRat!Miguel Part 8

content warning: fluff, a little bit of hurt/comfort, some mentions of food, 18+ so MDNI, thigh riding 😙, thigh fucking 🤪, public indecency??? exhibitionism???, katoptronophilia aka mirror sexy time (thanks for the word jelly 🪼), just overall a really good time

word count: 4.4k, not proofread (we're only gearing up to what I assume will be another giant chapter 😷)

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GymRat!Miguel who does some sets of push-ups, sit-ups, and leg raises in place of the gym. You watch him while you wait for room service, encouraging him from the side. Your presence was especially needed during the sit-ups when you sit at his feet, holding them down and giving him kisses when sits up.

GymRat!Miguel who sings loudly in the shower after his workout. You have to answer the door with an apology as the server laughs at Miguel belting out Britany Spears.

GymRat!Miguel who finally decides to respond to his texts. He’s had enough time to cool off and your presence was like a calm breeze, kissing away at his skin.

He discards his empty plate, placing it back on the cart. You’re still chewing away at some fluffy pancakes, enjoying the views of the high-rise hotel as the default channel played soft jazz.

GymRat!Miguel who lays in your lap while you eat some fruit. He has his phone in his hands ready to type, but he opens his mouth, silently begging for you to feed him grapes and pineapple chunks.

He hums to himself happily when you comply, combing a hand through his hair. He felt so peaceful like this. Serene.

GymRat!Miguel who sighs as he opens the message app. Here we go.

Abuela 💕:

“Abuela I’ll call you tonight”

“And there will be no babies. Not now”

“There better not be!”

Pa:

“Gracias pa”

“I’m glad you were able to meet her”

“She means a lot to me”

“I can tell”

“Mijo you pack a big punch!”

“Uno más!!!”

“You got that from me 👍🏽”

“Sure did pa 😭”

Gabri 🤡🤏🏽:

“You’re such an instigator”

“It’s not instigating. It’s reporting 😌”

“‘It’s reporting ☝🏽🥸’”

“Shaddap”

“You think I’m letting a member of the robotics team bully me?”

“You have perfect pitch and play the saxophone”

“You’re not winning this battle”

“Aren’t you supposed to be entertaining my girl? 🤨”

“Direct this clown act to her”

“Not sure how she puts up with it but I’ll free her soon”

“Stfu”

“A real man would be doing OTHER things but I digress”

“Did you really have to send a pic”

“You hate me”

“It’s clear to me now”

“Anyway what’s this about Tyler punching things”

“OHHHHH”

“He got him good”

“Square in the face”

“A bloody mouth to match his nose”

“TWINEM”

“Good”

"Pa said he granted me the ability to punch"

“He can dream on about that”

“Because where tf is my strength 😒”

"He punched Tyler before"

"Your time will be soon"

"😕"

"Also Ik about Nancy cheating already"

"Tyler told me in high school"

"I didn't want to be the one to tell Kron"

"Ur better than me"

"I would have told him that after that punch"

"YOUR MOM IS A HOMEWRECKER!"

"That's not what that means but ok"

Dana:

“Does your bf know you’re lusting after others?”

“Not if you don’t tell 😙”

“….I don’t think I want to give you her number”

“You’re perfect for Gabri”

“You’re both unbearable”

“What’s unbearable is I’m not talking to your gf rn”

“It’s too many O’Haras”

“Too much testosterone”

“SAVE ME MIG’S GF”

“MIG’S GF SAVE ME!!!”

Dad….Tyler:

“It’s ok. For what it’s worth, I can tell that you had good intentions.”

“Gabri told me what happened”

“I apologize for acting out of order and punching your son, but I couldn’t let him disrespect my girlfriend and my mom. No matter how difficult she may be, I’m the one who should tell her about it. Not him.”

"I completely understand that. You did what you thought was right, and that's far more admirable than what Kron did."

"In another reality, you and Kron could get along. For now, I will aim for cordial. I will make sure that he apologizes to you, your girlfriend, and Conchata."

"I don't want an apology if it's not genuine."

"Let's move on from that. You said you wanted to make it up to me? I saw that you added more dates to the hotel. Thank you for that, you didn't have to."

"Yes! If you are willing, I would love for you and your girlfriend to meet with me. I actually arranged something for you, Gabriel, and your girlfriends. I want to hear your input before I finalize the details."

"Sure thing. Is this afternoon ok?"

"That's perfect. I'll see you then."

Ma:

Read: 11:10 AM ✓✓

“Ugh,” Miguel groans, shutting his phone off and closing his eyes.

You stop rubbing his hair and look down, “What’s wrong?”

Miguel grunts as he moves your hand to continue, “My mom wants me to come home. Not sure if I want to do that right now. Not unless I know she’s ready to be accountable for once, which I highly doubt.”

You hum in understanding, “She’s still your mom, though. You’ll have to see her eventually.”

“My mom or not, she had no right to talk to you the way she did,” Miguel said reaching his hand up to your face. “It was cruel and…strange coming towards you. She doesn’t know you. Not yet, anyway.”

It’s not like she was trying to know you, either. Miguel seemed to understand this in your silence.

“I have to go grab some clothes so she might just get her wish,” Miguel says, turning his head towards your stomach.

You look down at him, “You don’t have to. Today is my last day here.”

“Well, lucky for us, Tyler extended the stay for a few more days,” he grinned. He started to move your shirt to fondle your skin.

Your stomach twitched as his breath brushed your skin. He started to kiss along your front, head disappearing under your sweater. He hummed as he started to tug at your underwear with his teeth.

“Hey,” you say, watching his head moving around through the material. “Stop that and finish talking.”

You pulled your sweater up to reveal him, his teeth still holding the band of your panties and eyes like a cat that got caught.

He let the band go close to your stomach so it wouldn’t snap, “This visual is making me forget everything.” His eyes are heavy and wandering.

You look to where he’s looking to see that you’re essentially flashing him.

You drop your shirt in embarrassment, letting out a sound of panic.

“No, no, baby let me see.”

“No, you’re at such a weird angle.”

“All art must be viewed up close and personal.”

Miguel sat up from your lap. He watched as you huffed and pinched the neckline of your sweater, moving it for air.

"You're so confident from afar, but when I'm near you like this, you get so shy. Even in public, you can be so bold. It's just you and me here."

"It's just," you watch Miguel as he crowds your space. His mouth goes behind your ear to press his lips into your skin. "I don't know. It feels like...more when it's just us. More real."

"Does it not feel real when we're in public?"

Miguel sits back, eyes wondering to yours. There's a pinch in his eyebrows, so faint you almost miss it.

"It does! That's not what I mean."

"Then, what is it? Tell me. Talk to me."

"I want to do more with you."

"But?" Miguel holds your hands in his, stopping you from picking at the loose threads of the sweater. He rubs them with his thumbs, itching to pull you closer.

"But, when you look at me like that, I feel like I could pass out. I get overwhelmed and nervous. I don't want to say or do anything stupid. It gets harder to control myself. I feel crazy."

Oh.

Oh.

"Then there are moments when my brain fools me into thinking that you don't like me in the way that I like you. Moments when that girl from not so long ago comes back, ashamed of herself and her body. A small part of me that thinks you could date anyone else and you're settling."

Miguel takes a moment to process your words.

He takes a breath, then opens his mouth.

"You really don't understand how much you affect me, do you?"

Miguel pulled you in his lap, fed up with this charade.

You grip his shoulders, steadying your balance with how fast he grabbed you.

"Miguel-"

"I don't know everything that your last boyfriend did to you and I don't know everything that you've experienced because of your body. Baby, I don't even know what you've seen all this time to make you think you're not worthy of love and respect, but I'm here to squash it."

"I meant it when I said that I love you. I'll learn it in a hundred languages just to remind you. I'll even tattoo it on my forehead for you to be reminded of it every single time you see me."

"I don't think you need to go that far," you say, eyes warm.

"No, I think I should. Anything for you to understand me. Anything for you to see you like how I see you."

"Letting out my deepest darkest secrets here, but do you know what I did when we first met?"

You shake your head, curious.

"I had a dream about you that was so good, I fell out of my bed. Peter never lets me live it down."

"A sweet dream?"

"Now, you and I both know it was more than that. Two cold showers should answer your questions."

You hide your face in his neck, heartbeat drumming through you, "Did you really?"

"Hand to heart. I understand your feelings. I acknowledge them too, but I need you to understand mine as well. Trust me when I say that you are unbelievably sexy. I love you and your body. My eyes caught your appearance before I came to know your personality. Anybody would be lucky to have you, but I'm the luckiest because you chose me."

Miguel hugged you close and kissed your head.

"Now let's rewind. You said you feel crazy when you're close to me?"

You groan in his neck.

"Uncontrollable? Heated?"

"Miggy, stop."

"My girlfriend is head over heels for me," Miguel hummed as he rubbed his hands down your naked legs. "She wants to ruin me."

"No, I don't."

"She's still wearing my clothes with nothing underneath but her panties and is leaning all over me. Her thighs are around my waist and she just told me that she wants me."

"You put me here," you lean up and stare at him. Your cheeks were hot and your eyes were dewey.

"She's looking at me like she's upset, but now I know that her heart is going crazy. I want to kiss her."

"Then do it," you whisper.

The kiss is sweet, the taste of fruit and syrup still on your lips. You finally relax in his arms, body melted against his. His hands slip under your sweater, dancing over your back. Your skin is soft and warm, a blanket over Miguel's figure.

The time where you two connect extends deeper and longer. You let your hands venture further than the nape of his neck, roaming until you brush across his chest. Miguel's breath hitched as your nails raked his nipple, chest jumping at the impact.

You break for a second, wanting to get air, but Miguel leans back in, desperate. He's whining, groping your body all over. His noises go straight to your core, twitching above him. He matches your pace, dragging your hips across his, reveling in how fast your body was reacting to him.

When he leans back, there's a string of saliva connecting you two. He's breathing hard as he watches you.

"Can I take this off? Please," Miguel grips the bottom of your sweater, eyes pleading.

You bite your lip and slide the sweater over your head, dropping it to the bed. You bring your hands over the top of your chest, arms framing your breasts.

You can't look Miguel in the eyes, too shy, "Is this fine?"

Miguel's eyes almost turn as he watches you, so shy but so seductive. He reaches out to cup your breasts in his hands, groaning when they plush through his fingers.

"You're so," Miguel rubs his thumbs across your nipples, enjoying you twitching and gasping in his hold. "Fuck."

His gaze burned into you, hungry as you lapped his tongue around your nipples. You let out a whimper when you feel him pull your skin in, mouth hot. It doesn't beat his pleased hum, voice like a man finally getting relief.

He massages your vacant breast, movements getting harsher. His grip is like a vice making it harder for you to second-guess yourself.

You hiss and rake your hands through his hair, "B-baby, be careful."

"Lo siento, mi amor," Miguel says, kissing across your areolas. "'M sorry."

You find your breath, fighting to steady your voice, "You're on me like we didn't just do something earlier."

Miguel paused and placed his cheek on your chest, "Baby, I'm a virgin and a man, not a prude. With practice, I could go all day."

The thought of that has you tightening your legs around him, hips stuttering. Miguel shifts to pull you over his left thigh.

"Does that excite you, baby?" Miguel smirks.

You close your eyes and nod, hips rolling over his thigh, keening high as he hikes his thigh closer to your sex and grips your waist. His muscles feel so good against you, the sounds getting wetter and wetter with each swipe.

"God, you're so pretty like this," Miguel sighs. "My gorgeous girl."

Your movements are becoming more frantic, Migiuel's voice in your ears spurring you on. He was sucking into your neck, growling as you scratched against his shoulder blades.

"That's right, baby. Keep going. Use me to get off," Miguel helped your hips keep a steady pace, pulling at your briefs to a makeshift thong. The tightness of your underwear combined with his thigh and his voice sends you into overdrive.

"Miguel!" you sob, hands gripping his hair. Your body trembles as you squeeze your thighs around him, cunt pulsating around nothing but your underwear, release leaking onto his leg.

Miguel cooed as you dropped your weight against him, body limp and hips fluttering with aftershocks. You panted as you kept your head on his shoulder, willing yourself to calm down.

"Are you ok?" Miguel asks, kissing your temple, your ear, your cheek. He feels you nod into his skin, blissed out.

"I like how you called me the needy one and you're the one who came three times today," Miguel mumbled, laughing as you swatted at his pec.

"I already confessed what you do to me. This shouldn't be shocking."

"Didn't say that. 'M just happy you feel more comfortable around me. It's what I want." One last kiss to your face seals his joy.

You lift up on shaky knees, hands holding onto Miguel for dear life. Your thighs were still shaking and your underwear was ruined. Miguel's cock twitched at the essence that seeped onto his leg, watching as sticky lines dragged from his skin to yours.

He grabbed you by the waist with one hand and wiped at your slick with another.

He's about to swipe at it with his tongue until you stop him.

"Miguel! Don't do that," you say, flustered.

"What? I'm just enjoying the fruits of my labor," he pouts as you grab some napkins and clean off his hands and thigh.

"So close to eating you, yet so far," he sighs miserably. "One day."

You ignore him and look down at his erection, taking a knuckle and lining the side. It was your first time really paying attention to him down there, now that you weren't distracted by his advances.

"What about you?"

He twitched as you walked along his clothed shaft, pre-come leaking through the fabric.

"As much as I want you to continue, we have to get ready for today," Miguel jerks as you continue your ministrations with a pout on your face. "And, I need condoms if you want to take this any further."

"Not even a blowjob?" you peer at him with your deer eyes again.

Miguel took a deep breath, "I was right. You are trying to ruin me."

GymRat!Miguel who lets you know that Tyler wants to meet you both after you both have changed clothes for the day. Something about a surprise.

"I love surprises!" you say turning to Miguel with a smile on your face. "As long as it's nothing like last night. I think it'll be ok."

Miguel matches your smile and presses his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who stops at his home briefly, trying to get in and get out. He manages to fill up his travel bag, drop off his laundry, and give Gabriel a heart attack all before his mom notices he's there.

"Where are you going?" Gabriel asks with his hand over his heart, headphones lopsided around his neck.

"None of your business, nosy."

"Uh, it kind of is my business. You think you're grown when you're really not."

Miguel rolls his eyes. He didn't really want to tell Gabriel, but sometimes he couldn't say no to him.

"We're going out to see Tyler. He has a surprise for us. He also said he arranged something for us including you and Dana."

"Oh shit! Ok. And if mom asks where you are?"

"Tell her I'll come by tomorrow. I'm spending the next few days with my girlfriend."

"Alrighty," Gabriel sing-songs, placing his headphones back on his head. "You kids be safe. Don't scare my girl away."

Miguel smacks Gabriel across the head and runs out the door before he can catch up.

GymRat!Miguel who just laughs at your face while you frantically unlock the car to let him in.

"Baby, what's wrong?" you ask, voice in a panic.

"A string bean is trying to attack me," he responds, giggling as Gabriel runs out of the house.

"I'm getting you back for that you oaf!" Gabriel yells as Miguel backs out of the driveway. He stops his anger to wave at you, which you return with a sweet smile.

"Baby, you're encouraging him."

GymRat!Miguel who guides you through the doors of a cafe that Tyler recommended. He sticks out like a sore thumb with his stark white hair and light clothing. The only semblance of color on him was his silver jewelry.

He sat there, typing away at his phone, oblivious to the people around him who found familiarity in his form.

"Dad," Miguel said, the word funny on his tongue. He tried to make an effort to refer to him as his father in public, something Tyler appreciated greatly.

"Son!" he got up and engulfed him in a hug, giving you a softer version afterward. "It's good to see you both."

"It's lovely to see you again as well, Mr. Stone," you say, giving Miguel a smile when he pulls your chair out for you. "Thank you so much for thinking of us after all that's happened. Thank you for paying for my stay as well, the hotel is very lovely."

"Anything for Miguel's loved ones," he smiles in a way that has a hint of Miguel. You feel better going into the rest of this meal.

GymRat!Miguel who almost chokes on his coffee before Tyler can finish his sentence.

"A yacht?!"

"Is it too much? I can do something else to your liking," Tyler frets, wiping his hands on his slacks. "I'm not sure what all kids your age like nowadays."

"I've never been on a yacht. so I don't even know how to react," Miguel responds.

The two of them are sporting the same deer-in-headlights look.

"I'm sure it would be a great experience for all of us. If everyone doesn't mind, I'm sure we can get together and have a great time," you say, helping the two of them out. "Something nice to start the summer off."

"That's great! I will have everything ready by the beginning of next month then," Tyler says, mood lifting immediately. He was a lot like a golden retriever. "With that in order, I'd like to grant you this."

He takes his wallet out, reaching in to grab a card.

As he slides it across the table, your eyes grow big.

It's a black card with T. Stone pressed across the bottom.

"What's this for?" Miguel asks, staring at the card with building curiosity.

"You all need clothes for the trip, don't you?" Tyler asks. "And I'm sure you need more clothes to wear this week. Please take this, I don't mind. I trust you not to go overboard. I'll let you know when to give it back."

Miguel took the card in his hands, the weight of it heavier than any of his own.

"I guess it's time for a shopping spree," Miguel said, a smile growing on his face.

GymRat!Miguel who drives you straight to the mall. The windows are down as you both laugh and sing to the song on the radio. Miguel wishes he could record this moment, but for now, he dials it back to replay in his memory.

GymRat!Miguel who is happy to carry your bags and encourages you to buy more. Whenever you start to feel like you've gone overboard, he just whispers "black card" in your ear like a devil on your shoulder.

GymRat!Miguel who convinces you to walk around the name-brand stores. He did have Tyler's card, but he was also thoroughly watching what you gravitated towards. He locked away so many gift ideas for later.

GymRat!Miguel who joins you in the mirror of a shades shop. The both of you take pictures with coordinating glasses and you giggle as Miguel makes silly faces in some of them.

GymRat!Miguel who becomes your doll as you pick out outfits for him. He's smiling down at you as you put different shirts up to his body, mumbling to yourself as you make decisions. So pretty.

GymRat!Miguel who waits while you try on some clothes, giddy whenever you show him a new outfit. You managed to find clothes that coordinated with his and you're super excited about it.

"Close your eyes!" you yell through the door.

He does so and listens for you to walk out. After you take a while, he opens his eyes a little.

"Baby, no peeking," you chastise.

He huffs and waits a little longer.

"Ok. 1, 2, 3, open!"

His eyes land on you in a dress that hugs your curves like no other. Your chest fills out the top perfectly and seeing your stomach through the front is driving him mad.

"Do you like it?" you turned around, giving Miguel a grand view of how your ass was sitting in the dress.

"Do the dressing rooms have a time limit?"

You blink at him owlishly, "No? Why?"

GymRat!Miguel who drags all of your bags and you back inside of the dressing room with lightning speed. As soon as he locks the door, he's attached to your lips, kneading at your ass and hips.

You gasp in his mouth, shocked at how fast he's moving.

"Miguel, what- oh," you sigh as he leans down and pulls your dress up, face buried in your neck.

"You look so good, mi amor. I can't help it."

GymRat!Miguel who almost cums when you pull his dick out. Your eyes grow along with his erection, watching as he twitches in your hold. You've never taken anyone this big and from your hesitance, Miguel can gather this much.

"We don't have to do anything. In fact, you don't have to do that here," he pants.

"You mean take you down my throat?" you ask, running your thumb over his head, watching in awe as liquid seeped out. Miguel bit his hand to quiet his moans. "I'll wait until we're somewhere more private and less noticeable that I'm on my knees for you."

Miguel looks at the open space under the dressing room door, "Yeah that's probably for the best."

GymRat!Miguel who places you in front of him, both of you facing the mirror. Your dress is bunched up and Miguel is rocking his cock in between your thighs.

He's bent down, biting lightly on your shoulder so that he doesn't shout. Your thighs were so warm and plush against him and his pre-cum was spewing out of him like a fountain.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," he moans a little too loud after a few minutes.

GymRat!Miguel who watches you in the mirror. Your tits were so close to slipping from the top of your dress, the impact from his hips jerking your entire body. He grabbed at both of them, watching as you moan at the contact. His slaps got louder and louder, milky fluid running down your legs.

GymRat!Miguel who is overcome with need when you turn and run your tongue across his earlobe. He convulses as his release spurts across the room, landing on the mirror. He grips your hips and breathes hard into your skin, the tempo of his heart moving quick.

You pat his head and praise him, heavy eyes following your hand as you rub his tip that's still rubbing through your thighs. He whines, sensitive, but not moving away from you.

GymRat!Miguel who wipes you down carefully with some wipes you have in your purse. Luckily you both haven't ruined yet another pair of underwear.

He kisses you softly when he finishes, little confessions of love traveling from his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who checks the dressing room one last time, making sure he's gotten any evidence of his removed from the area. Your green dress is in his arms and you've changed back to your outfit.

The area is clean, but there are fresh hickeys on your neck, something he got carried away with.

GymRat!Miguel who walks out like nothing happened. You on the other hand, hand over some extra clothes you didn't like to a worker in slight embarrassment. He eyes you both with a look of horror.

GymRat!Miguel who feeds you Auntie Anne's in the crowded food court. You hum happily after each bite. He dusts cinnamon off the corner of your lips with a smile.

GymRat!Miguel who moves from dusting to leaning across the table to lick the crumbs off when a table full of guys keeps eying you.

"What was that for?" you asked, oblivious to the hound dogs around you.

"Nothing. I just love you, baby."

dividers by: @plutism 🩵

a/n: I got a very useful lesson on condoms and BJs while writing this chapter. It won't ever be applied to this fic, BUT it was still kinda fun nonetheless.

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@urlocallocachica @wanderlustingcastaway @peachey-pie @ch3rry-bl1ss @girl-of-multi-fandoms

@love-kha1 @manlikemilesmyguy @sillysillygoofygoose @monticellohoe @kodzuminx

@lauraolar14 @bruhhvv @m4dyy @farrowroyale @cl3stevu

@ohara-whore @muneca-lemon-steppa @alexa4040 @amelialysm @snails-doodles22

@questionable-behaviour @babygotl01292003 @calig0sto @tatatida @haveclayeveryday

@corpsenightmarebride @earth2fae @maiyart @feegrh32 @darkstarlight82

@ladysimp @sonicbutbutter @relatednative

[embrosegraves]

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕

Oscar Piastri x Horner!Reader The season starts and it's a relatively calm affair, until it's not. Some things can be predicted while others show up like an unwanted Force Ghost from Star Wars.

Warnings: As per, explicit language and grammatical errors. I'm limited by the emojis i can use on my computer so if you see a Oceania World emoji, it's because theres no aussie flag :'(

i'm gaslighting everyone into thinking that the tweets have no dates or timestamps. they don't exist i don't know what you're talking about.

also, for the sake of the plot, anybody can see your ig story even on priv accounts :D

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oscarpiastri First race with redbullracing and a P7 in Bahrain. Pretty proud if I do say so myself tagged: redbullracing, yn.horner, danielricciardo

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redbullracing Absolutely MEGA drive Oscar 🔥😎 -> liked by author

fan1 Starting the year off strong 💪💪

fan2 Oscar looks so much happier already 🥹

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redbullracing The faces of two BOYS who thought it was a good idea to wake Admin up at an UNGODLY hour

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fan5 FELT OMGGG

oscarpiastri It was well past noon don't even -> redbullracing "it wAs WeLl pAsT nOoN" stfu 😒

maxverstappen1 but I got a coffee peace offering -> redbullracing uhuh, a 'coffee' offering. -> redbullracing IT WAS DECAF -> max33verstappen the though counts???

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oscarpiastri Ruben let me use (steal) oscar's phone so i can expose the memes oscar sends to the RB groupchat. yw - redbullracing admin

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yn.horner #op81 stans, this is who your pookie is??? -> oscarpiastri when I catch you -> yn.horner "when i catch you ricky. ricky when i catch you"

redbullracing ayo rubenholtt is a real one frfr -> rubenholtt you promised me double coated timtams what was I supposed to do? -> oscarpiastri maybe not let them use my phone and just buy them urself?? -> rubenholtt yeah nah

maxverstappen1 why are they just me and charles? -> charles_leclerc I would like to know as well ☝️ -> oscarpiastri uuhhhhh -> oscarpiastri 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

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oscarpiastri I couldn't let logansargeant be the only '23 Rookie hosting a podcast this year (Admin held me hostage to include that last pic 🙃) ((also, first ep coming soon!)) tagged: danielricciardo, aussiegrit and redbullracing

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logansargeant welcome to the club bro 😎 -> oscarpiastri you 🤜🤛 me

redbullracing only the coolest kids host podcasts 🔥😎 -> redbullracing also you weren't held hostage, you were ✨persuaded✨ -> oscarpiastri whatever helps you sleep at night

maxverstappen1 I thought I was the rb driver with a podcast?? -> oscarpiastri okay?? Logan and Alex both have a podcast? -> maxverstappen1 they're on the same podcast????? -> oscarpiastri your point?????????????????? -> maxverstappen1 ???????????????????????????????????????? -> yn.horner girls girls, you're both pretty -> oscarpiastri omg you think we're pretty? 🤭🥰 -> maxverstappen1 omg both of us 🥰🥰🥰 -> yn.horner oh ffs

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yn.horner We don't tolerate cheating in this household tagged: oscarpiastri, danielricciardo, maxverstappen1, gplambiase

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christianhorner behave -> yn.horner wdym? I'm a saint compared to some people

oscarpiastri I won uno fair and square -> maxverstappen1 still can't believe you stacked two +4s -> oscarpiastri 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

fan45 Red Bull Admin is the cuntiest admin of them all -> yn.horner I try my very bestest for you guys 🥹🥰

very upset at how long this took for me. incredibly frustrating to have everything planned out and then have nothing get done because of writers block but here it is regardless

I sincerely hope that you guys are enjoying the series and that you can forgive how tardy this update is.

(I'm not gonna be home for a bit so I will repost with the taglist when I get back <3)

Love you all so much 🫶🫶

[love-belle]

loved you three summers !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's living her dream and he's just her biggest supporter.

or

for when you know it'll be them, forever and always. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // pierre gasly x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - hope u like it!! thank you so much for reading, i love you <3 requests are still open!!

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pierregasly missing this one and her astonishing but understandable lack of enthusiasm about life

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username genuine question can pierre fight

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username in love with their relationship like ❤️❤️❤️❤️

landonorris missing my uno opponent

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-> landonorris IT WAS ONE TIME LET IT GO

username i want her

yourusername missing u and ur annoying gossip too ig

-> pierregasly don't act like u don't text me everyday ASKING for gossip

-> yourusername lies

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landonorris can u even handle that much alcohol ?

-> yourusername says the one who passed out after drinking tequila

-> landonorris I WAS TIRED OKAY

danielricciardo i would drink colourful shit in the first picture

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lilymhe missing u so bad rn

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carlossainz55 please call pierre he's crying

-> pierregasly STFU NO IM NOT

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pierregasly TOTALLY not crying because i love you!!!!!!! NOT at all!!!!!!!!!!

-> yourusername ofc!!!!!!!!! i believe u!!!!!!!!

pierregasly i love you ❤️

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pierregasly when she's in love with you AND a phd student

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danielricciardo that skeleton in the last slide in so me like i can't explain it

-> pierregasly "that's daniel idk why or how" is what she said when she sent that to me

-> yourusername and i spoke nothing but the truth

yourusername who said im in love with u?????

-> pierregasly "i love u so much ur so pretty and im so lucky to have u like idk im just so in love with u" ok.

-> yourusername ALL MY TEXTS ARE UNDER MY COPYRIGHT BUT OK GO AHEAD

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charles_leclerc you should know that he's been giggling at this post for 20mins

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lilymhe it's hard to see my gf with another man 🫤🫤🫤

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lewishamilton roscoe misses u 🫶🏼

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danielricciardo PARENTS

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-> pierregasly we have one but thanks

-> carlossainz55 YOU'RE PREGNANT?????

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-> alex_albon HELLO THIS IS HUGE

-> charles_leclerc WOAH

-> yourusername PIERRE U STUPID FUCK

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pierregasly i love you ⁉️

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[evermoresversion]

Elisa with overly excited/ yapper S/O WHEN??!

Like she just runs around screaming whenever she scores

Wins a game of uno? Celebrates like she just won the world cup

Can’t stfu for over five seconds

“When I learn shut up it’s over for y’all” type shi.

Gives everyone random facts all the time

“Did you know that a day on Venus is longer than a year on Venus”

YAPPER NERD TYPE SHI

(The venus fact is actually true☝️🤓)

#protectallnerds #onmyfknsoul

Elisa loved everything about you, your personality, your way of loving, how beautiful you are.

But what she loved most because it never left her a day being bored was the way you could talk so much all the time.

"If I fall from there, do you think I would die?"

You said one time that you were in her car and you saw a very tall building.

"I think if I were a superhero, I could do everything Batman does, or more."

You said out of nowhere when you were both already in bed, with you in her arms, making her laugh out loud at how spontaneous that was.

It was like that all the time, with funny comments about everything and at any time of the day.

"Doesn't it bother you that she... well... talk so much?"

Some people asked Elisa but she simply shrugged her shoulders, responding with a big smile.

"That's my girl, I wouldn't change a thing about her."

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2024.

[that-one-kiddo-in-the-back]

Couple of things:

1.) You know, for someone who’s PINNED POST on her Tumblr is “all of the accusations are false” and “don’t ask about my abusers or stalkers”, Lily sure can’t shut up about you or any of the crit channels. Lily fans really just need to stfu and stop reporting every little thing to her, and Lily should just stop reacting to it (I mean, I’m sure Lily figures all this stuff out herself anyway, but still)

2.) So your claims that Lily SA’d you when you were younger are invalid because…you were taller than her growing up. Sorry, but I looked at the picture she used for reference and I don’t really see a clear advantage there. Even taking out the accusations are that she was doing this WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING, abusers come in all shapes and sizes and being physically weaker than someone doesn’t really matter when it comes to sexual violence, especially if it’s from someone you at one point cared about.

You hear stories about wheelchair-bound abusers, elder abusers. Yeah, the victim may have a physical advantage against them, but that doesn’t matter if the psychological abuse prevents them from fighting back. It’s not hard to unpack why Lily’s argument holds no weight.

No more she throws the “no u” at you, the more obvious it is that she’s just trying to hide her crimes. It’s just…vile.

Everything you said is 1000%, correct.

1) It's because she's a narcissist. Lily (to use an extreme) almost reminds me of the big brother from 1984 she has me and others blocked, but she also won't stop talking about the "enemy" and how the "enemy" is transphobic, racist, and fascist. She has her followers scout out what the "enemy" has said and reports back to her so her can fuel her two minutes of hate. I'm pretty sure if Lily acted like an adult, then she wouldn't have as much criticism towards her, but of course, that'd be like asking for snow in Egypt (possible but won't happen in this lifetime)

2) I'm pretty lucky to have never had the misfortune of meeting Lily in person, and my heart goes out for all of her victims, those who are speaking out and those too scared of being doxx to speak up especially Courtney who was not only abused by Lily but also her brother. I can safely say I have never seen someone pull an uno reverse card on a person who came out about abuse. That shit was mesmerizing, and like you said, she uses the "No u" bullshit for almost everything. Say she doesn't have meda literacy, no, you don't have meda literacy. Call her out for being racist no you're the racist one. Brings up that she SA'd her sister um actually she SA'd me. Most of the time, when someone is bringing up SA or abuse, the abuser usually will just say no, that's not true, or no, I have never met that person before not say "uM, aCtUalLy i'M ThE VicTIm HeRe."

I hate this idea that she put in her head that every abuser is some muscular meat head that's could be on an episode of my 600-pound life or every sex offender has a comb over and could be on SVU. Or that the victim is always a small little bean that couldn't lift a gallon of milk. The fact of the matter is that everyone can be abused, and everyone can be an abuser. Age, sex, height, and looks don't matter as long as you have some semblance of power over the person. When you say, "I can't be the abuser the victim was bigger, older, uglier than me." You are undermining abuse victims that could "theoretically" fight back or escape. Abuse isn't just physical it's emotional as well.

Not that she could be bothered to learn that.

[helioxed]

Guh

[totallynoteggos]

More incorrect quotes cus yes

(Y/N): You got a date yet Chad ?

Chad : No...

(Y/N): Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

*teen ninja Chad & operative (y/n)*

Chad : *angrily presses (Y/N) against a wall* WHERE'S NUMBUH 1!!

(Y/N): ...

(Y/N): Are we about to kiss-

(Y/N): I'm trash.

Chad : As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you?

(Y/N):

(Y/N): You smooth motherfucker.

(Y/N): And yes it does.

*on the GKND prison with cells next to each other*

Chad : Stop doing that.

(Y/N): Stop doing what?

Chad : Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

*Supreme Leader Chad & operative (y/n)*

Chad:*Going over mission files with Numbuh 1*

(Y/N): How do I tell Numbuh 274 that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

Numbuh 5: I beg your fucking pardon?

Chad : Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

(Y/N): Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Chad : ...

Chad : You mean ring bearER, right?

(Y/N): ...

Chad : Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Chad : I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

(Y/N): Aren't you forgetting something?

Chad : Uuh...*hesitantly kisses (Y/N)'s forehead before running out.*

(Y/N): No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

*After Operation: CH.A.D*

Chad : I owe you one (#).

(Y/N): That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even. :)

Nigel: HUH??

Stfu Nigel she's shooting her shot

(Y/N): I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Chad: That's great, (Y/N). Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

(Y/N): Is something burning?

Chad, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

(Y/N): Chad, the toaster is literally on fire.

Chad: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?

(Y/N): AS ENEMIES?!

Chad:…

Chad: Hey, (Y/N), what do you think it would be like if we had kids?

(Y/N): What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.

Chad: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?

(Y/N): Can't really say I have.

Chad: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.

(Y/N): Sorry, Chad. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

*At a speed dating event*

Chad: Oh wow, people are really shallow.

(Y/N): Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate?

Chad: *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet.

(Y/N): Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

Chad: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart.

(Y/N): But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

(Y/N): Chad, you love me, right?

Chad: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

(Y/N): *on the phone with Chad* I can’t talk right now, I’m doing hot girl shit.

Chad: You’re pulling Oreos apart and saving off the frosting to make a mega Oreo, aren’t you.

(Y/N): Maybe.

Chad: *trying to get five seconds of sleep*

(Y/N), poking Chad’s arm: Chad Chad. Chad. Chad.

Chad: WHAT?

(Y/N): …We’re out of Capri Suns—

(Y/N): You’re not jealous, are you?

Chad: No!

(Y/N): Good, ‘cause I consider my fake relationship with you a lot more meaningful.

Chad: There. How do I look?

(Y/N): Like a cheap French harlot.

Chad: French?!

*Uno (Y/N)*

Chad, trying to flirt with (Y/N): I think both of our families suck.

Patton: Hey, what have you two been doing?

Fanny: we were helping Chad with their wedding vows and we were kicked out of their house for making it inappropriate.

Rachel: How is “Nice ass, (Y/N)” inappropriate?

Chad: There's no meeting today because Rachel is at the police station.

Fanny: They're in jail?!

Patton: We have to get them out!

(Y/N): Jailbreak! I'm in!

(y/N): I'll dress up and distract the guard!

Patton: Ooh, I'll bake some food to help distract ALL the guards!

Fanny: I guess I could bring my frying pan in case we need a shield to keep us from being shot-

Chad: No! Rachel wasn't arrested! They're undercover, taking the system down from the inside. They don't need our help!

Chad: Guys, I’ve been meaning to tell you… (Y/N) and I are dating.

(Y/N), Patton, Rachel, and Fanny: *gasp*

Chad: (Y/N), why are you surprised?!

Maurice, about Chad and (Y/N): My god, would you two just get a room already?

(Y/N): Excuse me, Maurice?

Maurice: You both just keep agreeing about horrifying things and relishing everybody else's misery. So seriously, when's the wedding?

Chad: ...

Cree: I ship it!

The Steve: CAN YOU NOT?

(Y/N): We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.

Cree: ... Your what?

(Y/N): My friends.

Maurice: Are they saying “friends”?

The Steve: I think they're being sarcastic.

Chad: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, (Y/N)! All of your friends are in this room.

(Y/N): Which one of you was going to tell me that tea tastes different if you put it in hot water??

Maurice: Y- you were putting it in cold water??

Cree: (Y/N). Answer the question, (Y/N).

(Y/N): Yeah??? I thought people just put it in hot water to speed up the tea-ification process. didn't realize there was an actual reason.

(Y/N): Plus you think I have the patience to boil water?

Maurice: You don't have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes??

Cree: Why are you putting it in the microwave to boil it?

Maurice: Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove?

Cree: It takes less than a minute.

Maurice: Is your stovetop powered by the fucking sun???

Cree: How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove?

Maurice: Like seven minutes??

The Steve: Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat and it boils in like 2 minutes... less than that if you use a saucepan!

Cree: Why are you putting the whole mug on the stove?? On medium heat?? The Steve? Your stove is enchanted!

(Y/N): Every single person here is a fucking lunatic.

Chad: Do none of you own a fucking kettle?!

Cree: What did you guys get in your yearbook?

Chad: 'Hottest Quarterback'

Maurice: 'Chillest Personality'

The Steve: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'

(Y/N): 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

(Y/N): Look guys, I need help.

Cree: Love help?

Maurice: Financial help?

The Steve: Emotional help?

Chad: Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Chad*

Chad: What? I’m a ride or die boyfriend?

The Steve: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Maurice: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

(Y/N): Three of us saw it, Maurice. How do you explain that?

Maurice: *points at Chad* Sleep deprivation. *points at (Y/N)* Paranoia. *points at Cree* Delusional personality disorder.

(Y/N): God, if only someone loved me…

Chad: *standing behind them with roses*

Patton: *holding box of chocolates*

Maurice: *has balloons and a card*

Rachel: *facepalms* This is sad.

(Idk Numbuh 10’s real name so it’s gonna be Ashley also GKND Au)

Ace: Hey, can we stay in your dorm tonight?

Chad: Why?

Ashley: Rachel fiddled with an ouija board and cursed ours.

Maurice: (Y/N) doesn't know how to banish spirits, so they just throw salt at them and yell "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU?!"

(y/n): I hope you have an explanation for this.

Ace: We have three, actually!

Chad: Pick your favorite.

Ashley: (y/n)! What did I tell you about lying?

(y/n), looking down: ...That it only works on Chad.

(y/n): PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE.

Maurice: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds.

(y/n): FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME—

Maurice: *sigh* What do you want?

(y/n): Chicken nuggets please.

Chad: How many children do you have?

(y/n) with multiple cadets clinging to her: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

Chad: I wish I had more enemies.

(y/n): I’m sure you will someday, honey.

*Chas & Y/N got caught kissing*

Rachel: Is there something you would like to say, Maurice?

Maurice: Oh, there are SEVERAL things I would like to say.

Rachel, to Chad: When was the last time you let someone hug you?

Chad: *thinking*

Chad: 2012.

Maurice: 2012…?

Chad: Yeah. I almost died and it really freaked (y/n) out so I let them hug me.

[sugar-omi]

Okay so we've had leaving Cove for Baxter but what about an uno reverse card here? A post step 4 scenario where MC leaves Baxter and figures out they've always loved Cove?

P.S. Love, love, live your writing!!!

im so glad you sent this!! tysm for the praise<333 i feel like this could relate to this: question abt the reverse also i didn't think abt it then, n maybe i said this but to finish that thought. (eta now that ive linked it, BABE U LITERALLY RAMBLED STFU<///3) but baxter accepts your feelings bc he's desperate for love and he's pined after you for years. ALTHOUGH if i were to write it canonically, he would be so offended that you'd even bother and encourage you to leave cove before you hurt him. cove would do the same, if you confess to him he would Instantly lose all respect n interest in you and would all but spit at you if you did BAXTER WOULD ACTUALLY CALL YOU DISGUSTING AS WELL... i like to imagine cove would bc yk, i like the parallel, but he wouldn't and he'd prbly go "is that what you think of me?" bc he'd feel like a piece of meat in that situation

tags : Angst (w happy ending for you), Hurt/Comfort, breaking up w baxter, unrequited to requited love, falling out of love w baxter

synopsis : you break up with baxter because you realize you don't love him anymore. then you realize someone else is piquing your interest...

baxter is surprised, but he also expected this...

lately you'd been pulling away, and you've been lost in thought. and he's walked in on you crying a few times and you didn't want to explain to him why.

he feels his blood go cold, and he feels pressure wash over him.. he tries not to cry or choke up when he speaks.

he has to act like a gentleman. he needs to be understanding. he needs to be the strong one because you're sitting on the floor and crying, apologizing and hiding your face in your hands.

your sobs and shaky form hurts him more. he knows it's not your fault. it's his, in all honesty.

he left you so cruelly 5 years ago, and even though you've been together for a year and shared many happy moments with hushed giggles and loving kisses, you couldn't find the same love for him as when you were young.

baxter tries not beat himself up, pushing down his darker minds degrading chorus...

he puts a hand on your head, smoothing his palm over his pants. his palm hurts from digging his nails into it.

tonight is going to be rough. tomorrow will be harder.

"it's okay y/n. we had a good time together right?" baxter smiles. although the thickness of his voice makes you tuck in on yourself more.

he continues soothing you, ignoring the tears in his eyes. "i understand... we're so different now, it's not surprising it didn't work."

baxter's humorless and watery laugh makes you cry more, and you know he's crying now too. "we should stop looking back on the past now." baxter pets your head, trying to milk the last bit of affection from your dying relationship.

he feels like his world is opening up.

you turn your face away and wipe roughly at your tears. you know you look like a mess, but you feel so overwhelmed, and you have enough shame to not want to face baxter.

you finally look up at him, baxter lifting his gaze from his knees to look at you, glazed amber staring back at you. your heart clenches.

even though you don't love him the same way anymore, this kills you all the same.

"i'll... get my stuff tomorrow." you whisper.

cove was torn when you got with baxter.

he's always loved you, and when you still pined for baxter even after that summer, he got accustomed to putting his feelings aside to let your relationship grow.

but now you were sitting on his couch, looking distant at his fish tank.

your eyes were blurred with tears, and it took everything to curl yourself into the corner of the couch.

"y/n?..."

...

cove goes to call out again- "yeah?" you mutter, your words tiny and soft. weak. forced.

"what can i do for you?" cove wanted to gather up all your pain and take it away. so that the only thing left was for you to be happy.

...

you lick your lips, fixing your feet that were sliding off the cushion.

"i don't know. nothing for now." you turn and try to smile. "this is okay for now, i'm sorry for bugging you i..."

you swallow. "i don't wanna be alone right now."

cove comes closer, wrapping his arms around you, hiding your face in his neck. "i don't mind, i'll always be here for you."

it's silent for a long moment, the only sound being the TV cove didn't turn off at your insistence.

less sound meant your thoughts were louder.

you focused on the trickling water of the tank and it suddenly made you aware of how dry you were after crying.

you wrestle your arm free from the blankets and cove's hold, and you feel him watching your every move.

after drinking half the glass, you lean into cove's chest and take in the sound of his heartbeat.

cove is the only thing that keeps your head from spinning and the world from crashing.

you huff. this is frustrating. you're frustrated with everything, mostly with yourself.

"do you... wanna talk now?" cove inquires gently, rambling about how you don't have to but it might help.

you don't say anything for a bit, tracing the waves and lines of cove's tattoo.

"..even though i pined for him for so long..." you start, slowly letting the words come to you. "i thought this was it, i thought i was over him leaving me. but..."

you start to cry, so you sit up to turn around, hiding your face in your hands.

"i spent so long being sad that.."

"i spent so long being angry that.."

"i spent so long being angry then sad and missing him that.."

you swallow, muttering. "that i didn't even realize when i stopped loving him..."

it's quiet. and you don't look up to see if cove heard, but you assume he did since he asks a interesting question...

"then.. why are you so sad? i mean i get it, but..." cove groans, trying to word his thought carefully and correctly.

"i'm sorry.. it just seems like you're upset about something else, too..."

you exhale shakily, despising the tears still pouring from your eyes.

you take in what cove asked, debating what to say before you speak. "i thought this was what i wanted, but now i..." you start crying, overwhelmed.

cove just pulls you back into him, deciding that was enough talking for tonight, and now it was just about cheering you up.

it's been a few months, things are... different. some days are difficult. but most of them are better, just a bit mellow.

it took a bit, but your new apartment finally feels like home, and you can sit in the silence and solitude of it without feeling like your chest is caving in.

at least for today.

you and cove laugh, falling onto your new mattress after finally getting it through the door.

after the giggles die down, you flip over and look at cove. "thanks for helping."

cove turns his head to smile at you, "nah. derek did most the work."

"well, he's not here to receive my 100th thanks, so just take it."

cove laughs heartily.

lately, cove has started to look more handsome. ethereal, in fact. and you can't look away..

"y/n?.."

you hum, looking back at the ceiling. fuck you got caught.

"you're doing it again y'know?"

you whip around to look at cove, who has a smug grin on his face. "what? that's the second time you've said that! what does it even mean?!" you exclaim, slapping cove's chest with the back of your hand.

he laughs joyously, "like you're thinking philosophical thoughts!"

you roll your eyes, "ooo big words there, ocean boy. wouldn't you like to know about my philosopher thoughts." you mock, teasing cove with a grin you don't bother to fight coming across your lips.

"yep." cove pops the 'p', simply agreeing that he wants to know what's on your mind.

you watch each other in silence, and your eyes fall on his lips and he parts them to speak but you beat him to it, muttering lowly and if it wasn't for the emptiness and tranquility around you, he wouldn't have heard it.

"i'm thinking about how pretty you are..."

cove stills, you can hear his breath hitch and he stops breathing for a moment.

you continue, letting the water flow now that you've opened the gates.

"i know you've always had a crush on me, and please don't think i'm playing with you.." you swallow, keeping eye contact so as to will yourself to go on, although the depths of cove's glassy eyes make you flatter a bit.

you curl your fingers into your palms, keeping yourself from petting his cheek.

"at some point i started to.. realize just how much you are there for me. and i.." you lick your lips, "i love you."

cove starts to cry, and to that he sits up to hide his face.

you sit up as well, reaching out to cove's back. you don't know if you should touch him or not...

he cries for a bit. eventually, you do reach out, curling your fingers in the fabric of his shirt. you can't bring yourself to come closer, not sure how to comfort cove or if you even should, but you want him to know you're still here and waiting.

waiting for what? you're not sure.

waiting for him to seek your comfort? waiting for him to reject you? either way, you're waiting, and he turns around when he finally stops the waterworks.

"y-you mean it?" cove chokes, and you nod.

"yeah." you whisper, like any louder approval and it'll come off as half-hearted.

he pauses for a moment, looking at you. searching your gaze and trying to pick your brain apart.

"did you... break up with baxter because you...?" he can't say it, like he's not allowed to. like if he says it, it might shatter.

"love you?" you finish, "no. breaking up with baxter had nothing to do with you or my feelings for you."

"good, good..." cove repeats, sagging a bit in relief. "can i ask you one last question?"

"anything, cove." you assure, antsy to what will come out of his mouth. maybe this is all leading to rejection, but at least he'll know you loved him.

"you aren't saying that because i helped you through your breakup, right?" cove approaches softly. he doesn't mean to offend you, and you take none.

"no!" you lean forward, snatching up cove's hands. "i didn't say it right earlier.. what i meant was, i stopped seeing you as just a friend." you fret a bit, softening as you think about how you see cove now.

"i was hung up on what i couldn't have with baxter, and i know it sounds bad, but once i realized i was living in my head too much and didn't even know what i was feeling until after the fact.."

you intertwine your hands with cove's, looking up at him. "i realized life was so much better than in my head, and there was, is, someone greater than i could ever imagine."

you don't realize it until cove reaches up to wipe some tears from your cheeks. you laugh, "you're crying too, dummy."

cove laughs, holding your hand against his cheek.

"i've been waiting so long to hear you say that." cove cringes, "well... maybe too long. you're so hard to get over, i could never do it..."

cove looks at you with affectionate eyes.

"does this mean..?" you question, a bit egear but holding your horses.

cove laughs and nods. "yeah. i love you too, y/n."

you beam, taking his face in your hands and resting your foreheads together. "we'll take it slow, if it helps."

cove flushes, feeling a bit bold and is flustered by the fact. "not too slow, i've been waiting almost 17 years for this."

cove is the one to close the gap, swallowing your words before you can tease him, laugh, or agree.

you let him, letting cove pull you down to earth again and into him, as he always does.

[lucid-daydreaming-art]

lucid and uno core

uno: omg haaaiiiii im so happy to see you ^-^

lucid: STFU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

got that pest and poob ass dynamic😭

i originally wasnt gonna post about it but its been eating at me, tbis isn’t okay with me. it would be funny if this was from someone who knew uno and i, but hearing this type of shit from strangers really cements the idea to me that you guys dont see us as anything other than funny things that produce art. i personally dont feel ok being treated as a character. this feels like those posts i used to see of made up dan and phil scenarios and i dont like that. im not a character. you dont get to speculate about me or my life or the people close to me. thanks

[gizm0-gadgetz]

This is coming from me just winning the dumbest game of uno no mercy against my parents, took an hour-hour and a half and I WON AHAHAHAHA-

Anyways game night with the Mechs is chaos.

Jonny is a sore loser and shoots Ashes after accusing them of cheating.

Tim shoots him to get him to stfu.

Nastya is out. Either just leaves half way through or is Out.

Marius is tryna eat the cards.

Toy Soldier is on everyones team switching every two seconds with all the shouting.

Ivy is reminding everyone of the rules.

Raph taking notes. Very scientific. Very.

MJE Brian tryna keep the peace, EJM Brian joining in the hell.

If Lyf is here they’re off hiding, somethibg about The Void Sings but hey the shouting is a nice distraction.

Pretty sure that’s everyone- they all end up dead and Lyf is just in the other room or smth like

O-o

F e a r

Y3ah sounds about right

Jonny is a sore looser and a bastard if he wins

Marius has to be supervised, multiple cards have bite marks from him and the octokittenw

[plutorine]

Thoughts on Demons (2014)

this was originally going to be part of my demons (2014) thread on my twitter, but i'll just be dumping my thoughts about the series here on tumblr. i'll continue where i left off from where i closed the thread.

spoilers below the cut. there will be triggering content as well (suicide, mention of blood). don't expect this to be coherent. also i haven't read the book yet (oooh when i tell you about how desperate i am in getting a copy here in the PH), so yeah.

long read ahead.

okay. the last scene i watched last night was liza nikolaevna (and mavriky) getting beaten by the townspeople after the death of the lebyadkins due to her connection to stavrogin (and stavrogin being the main suspect of the siblings' death). did they really have to beat the poor girl? why must a woman (yet again) suffer from the misdeeds of a man HGKJDGFJGHDK

also pyotr,,, maniacally dancing in the pig pen....

man. the whole thing about shatov finally getting the chance to be a father and live with a family of his own only to be shot in the head by pyotr is just. :((( my jaw was on the floor i tell you. i was devastated and utterly wrecked.

the thing with demons (2014) is that it's on a different level of insanity than, say, c&p. c&p is depressing. demons wrecked me from start to finish. i cannot stress how many times the hairs on the back of my head stood up whenever pyotr would manipulate and rope in stavrogin in his plans.

it has the vibes of like,, trying so desperately to wash off blood from your hands but the blood just "magically" keeps on getting redder and redder and it doesn't really come off

also what the fuck was that pyotr??? mans just shot shatov in point-blank range and has the audacity to eat chicken (without washing his hands, to boot)??? like OH you going to HELL hell.

this scene with kirillov's lines:

i mentioned in the thread that i had to brush up on russian history before i read/watch demons because otherwise, it would just completely fly over my head

it was pretty interesting watching how this movement that pyotr was trying to mobilize fit the existing narrative then within the context of 19th century russian politics; demons was essentially dostoevsky "warning" of what could possibly be if people who thought like verkhovensky would get the upper hand in deciding the course of the russia's future

i admit i can't really speak about this because well, i'm not russian, but i deeply appreciate the how dostoevsky was able to weave all of this in his novel in such a way that leaves even me, a foreigner, in deep thought about what the implications of such an ideology would have on a wider context outside its country of origin

ok kirillov wtf HAHAHAHAHA ang gago niya XD

stavrogin's confession.

VILE. stavrogin you VILE, VILE, MAN. i don't have any words for it at all. raskolnikov ends up looking like a saint when i put him next to stavrogin.

on another note maksim matveev's teary-eyed face in that scene is so fucking beautiful i almost cried along with him

i seriously want to ask dostoevsky why he insists on making beautiful the characters that we're supposed to dislike/critique

heck even that notion warrants much introspection

like he's about to k-word himself but he still looks so hot? okay i need to stfu

i like the bit here with tikhon talking about revolutions and such:

this reminds me very much of my country's very own EDSA Revolution (there's EDSA Uno and Dos, but I'm talking more about EDSA Uno here because it's probably more relevant to the political state of my country rn). i won't go into depth about it, but you can check the wiki of it to get an idea of what i mean.

(they can be *gets shot*)

the ending scene. okay.

i talked about this w my twt moot and according to her, the most accepted theory is that the kid there (with dasha) is stavrogin's, and verkhovensky's reaction to seeing them there was like him getting the idea to continue his failed twisted plan, but with the kid in the place of his father. just. what the fuck man. leave that kid alone.

i was also told that this scene wasn't really in the book? yeah. so there's that.

concluding thoughts:

at this point i'm quite used to ruslit plots wrecking my mental state and subjecting me to emotions that make me want to stare at a wall, so this experience with watching demons (2014) was not as jarring as i feared it to be XD as expected, there were really some scenes that left me like "huh??? 🤨🤨", but really that's because i haven't read the book. what i plan to do is once i get the book, i'm gonna read it as i revisit the series.

also maksim matveev? yeah. that man is HOT hot. i could stare at his stavrogin all day if i could.

that's it for me! thank you to everyone who engaged with the thread, it made the experience of watching demons (2014) more enjoyable.

my next target watch on the dostoevsky adaptation list is the italian tbk film!! that or the 1968 russian one. will definitely make a live commentary thread about either on twitter as well.