#threads;milo

[thefvrious]

@etxrnaleclipse sent -> 011. the last train compartment that's not full

Heading back home had always been hard. It forced Milo to put a mask back on, and, lately, it had been slipping. As he made his way through the train compartments, he felt his irritation grow. Of course he would pick the one all booked up with nowhere to sit lugging his huge bag on his shoulder. Finally, he made it to the end... almost all full up, only a few seats, and, there, at the end, perhaps the most handsome man Milo had ever seen. He should have turned and run instead, when they made eye contact, he shifted and gestured with a nod of his head toward the seat opposite the man. "Can I sit there?"

[ollieinoue]

Sometime early in the week at some bathroom or other [ @milonavarroo ]

Ollie wandered towards one of the shared bathrooms, deciding to pick some out of the way one that he could probably take his time in as he got ready for bed. Only to see an all too familiar figure approaching the same door as him. He grinned at Milo. "Sorry," he said in a teasing tone, putting his hand on the door and pushing it open. "I got here first." His eyes scanned across Milo, taking in the night bag and assuming he was here to do the same thing as him. While also maybe looking -- appreciatively. The two of them might not be anything anymore but that didn't mean he couldn't look. "I mean we can share if you want. Have a contest to see who takes a longer time to get ready for bed." It could be a toss up. His hair took a while to sort out, but Milo was pretty vain…

[backmaskcd]

closed starter for @ghostsbrokenbyfairytales (dewey)

"Can I at least get a first letter to your government name now?" At this point, Milo didn't even really care what Dewey's name was; it was just sort of the ongoing thing they had now. "I feel like if blowjob jokes don't get me one letter, I'm gonna have to start upping the ante."

[fragmentedink]

𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕃𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤:

ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀꜰᴛᴇʀꜱ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʟʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ

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[malboraslihan]

do u ever just have one muse haunting your every thought so it's impossible to write anyone else...

[cctinsleybaxter]

re: prev I was thinking heller really gave yossarian everything except 'bad at sex' but like. we don't know.

[jianqzai]

pov: you're cssr and are about to get a lot of ammunition to tease your future son-in-law endlessly

Art for one of my friend's threads, because the mental image wouldn't leave me alone. You can read here

[sassa-fiske]

who: @milonavarroo when: the 13th (sassa's birthday!), when the news breaks where: outside the tennis courts

It was her birthday, she didn't have anymore classes that afternoon, tennis practice had gone well - truly, could anything ruin Sassa's day at this point? She didn't think so. At least not until her phone buzzed. A hint of a smile had even stayed on her face, since there were still plenty of people she was waiting for messages from as she pulled it out to read whatever had come in.

That smile faded quickly, Sassa stopping dead in her tracks as she read what was on the screen. "What the fuck?" she practically hissed, the angry words slipping from her lips before she could stop them, even with all of her teammates exiting the courts around her, plenty of them within hearing distance - and likely reading the same news themselves.

[sincityszn]

"you know, you're really, really pretty." milo slurred his words as his eyes just scanned over the femme on the driver's side of the car. he wasn't shy about checking her out. she had come and picked him up from the house party he attended. @mccntower

[achaotichuman]

Me waiting patiently for Silver Threaded Fates to be complete, so I can write fanfiction about Ilar and Vila babysitting Milo

(Silver Threaded Fates written by @fragmentedink, go look at it)

[daydreambclievers]

@growingxpains

“listen, i don’t know what the fuck is going on with those two anymore than you do. last i knew it was still about the boyfriend, but the way he’s going? could be something new by now. i think it’s better if we let them sort it out.”

[ollieinoue]

Milo's dorm, the first couple days of arriving at school [ @milonavarroo ]

"Oh my gosh, I missed you so much all summer," Ollie cooed as the moment he entered Milo's dorm he made a B-line for the terrarium of the little turtle sitting next to Milo's bed. "You are just the sweetest little girl in the entire world. I swear to fucking god," he continued praising the turtle as he carefully reached in and picked her up and turned around to look at Milo. "I need some strawberries to feed her with stat, Milo! Or grapes, or something. It's urgent. She's starving look at her." She seemed perfectly fine. He didn't know, he didn't know anything about turtles. Ollie took a seat on the bed, setting Nicki down on one of his books and letting her trot her turtle-y way onto the pristinely made bed. Apparently more interested in the turtle than he was working on a schedule with Milo to make sure he was able to keep his grade up and graduate. But how was he supposed to pay attention when the Nicki Minaj was in the room? "How was your summer?" Finally Ollie asked, looking over at Milo, "are you feeling better?"

[sonssofhecate]

@coldheartxd

Unpacking   was   a   bitch.   Unpacking   in   a   cabin   that   felt   as   if   it   was   positively   vibrating   with magic? That   was   even   more   of   a   bitch.   It   took   him   even   longer   to   unpack   due   to   the   fact   that   he   kept   getting   distracted.   Reading   the   spells   along   the   walls,   and   having   apparently   found   a   spell   book   from   the   previous   Son   of   Hecate.   Now that was   a   blow   to   his   ego.   He   was   someone's   understudy?   That   would   not   do.   And   he'd   show   just   why   Milo   Flores   was   a   understudy   to no   one in   anything. 

But   right   now?   He   needed   food   and   nourishment.   Training   was   hard.   Especially   with   his   new   gifts.   "Anubis,   come,"   A   firm   demand.   Because   even   if   it   was   late   at   night,   and   even   if   Anubis   looked   less   than   thrilled?   There   was   no   way   he   was   going   anywhere   alone   in   a   place   like   this   until   he   got   more   familiar   with   the   people...And   managed   to   sneak   his   way   into   a   few   of   their   good   graces. 

The   walk   to   the   kitchens   was   brief.   Both   of   them   moving   quickly.   Milo   watched   as   Anubis   seemed   to   fade   into   the   darkness   right   outside   of   the   kitchens.   Not   straying   far,   but   knowing   that   he   wasn't   allowed   inside.   He   really   was   the   best   dog   for   him. 

Milo   went   and   grabbed   himself   some   food,   before   he   looked   around.   So   many   empty   spots   to   choose   from...Where   should   he   go?   Definitely   the   one   by   the   man   that totally did   not   look   like   he   wanted   to   be   left   alone.   Milo,   mentally,   let   out   a   small   cheer.   Dinner   and   the   chance   to   push   some   buttons   to   see   if   he   could   get   information   or   a   show?   He   was   truly   being   blessed   tonight. 

"Hey   man!"   Milo   said   as   he   moved   towards   the   other.   His   plate   of   food   clutched   firmly   in   his   hand.   "Mind   if   I   take   this   seat?"   He   asked   as   he   gestured   to   the   seat   near   the   other,   ignoring   the   fact   that   the   place   was   nearly   empty.   In   fact,   before   the   other   could   even   respond?   Milo   was   claiming   the   seat   as   his.   "This   place   is wild   bro.   I   feel   like   I   turn   the   corner   and   I   see   something   new...How   long   have   you   been   here?   Has   the   awesomeness   of   it   all   worn   off   yet?" 

[thefvrious]

@cannib4l for michael

"I don't know how you do this every day..." Milo says, brows high, shaking his head. As a doctor, he has to spend less time at the bedside of the patients than Michael does and, so, has to deal with their dramas less. "More power to you, and all the rest of you nurses."

[fragmentedink]

listen listen listen

it's 3am and I think this is the funniest thing I've written in over a year

@incandescent-creativity @idreamonpaper @solangelo3088 @halstudies @livvywrites @lux-scriptum @autumnruby

[milobooker]

for: @yunxminho where: coral coast event: the summer block bash and music festival

it's a ripe opportunity. or so milo thinks, anyway.

seeing the guy he'd all but stalked at the gym until he'd forced him to be his friend sitting at a table alone had milo's need for mischief running at an all time high. he doesn't question why his fellow milo would be sitting alone, doesn't even take the time to consider that perhaps he's simply waiting for his real friends to meet him and certainly didn't want the five foot six inches chimpanzee speed walking his way to join him.

but milo does, in fact, plop himself down in front of the much taller milo across the wooden picnic table, slamming his elbow down hard with the corners of his eyes wrinkled from his grin. "alright, little guy. it's time to prove that i am, in fact, the more superior milo in this town."

"arm wrestle, you and me, right now."