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basically me whining so feel free to ignore but i wish i wasn’t interested in writing anymore bc it’d be easy to just leave but i miss it. i love to write and i don’t want to be finished with this hobby. but i really would love to write more. discord is my primary right now, just don’t have enough threads on here to keep this going. i know a lot of people don’t like to, but i’d love to write more if anyone sees this and wants to write

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don’t piss me off i’ll fuck ur dad out of spite

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i need to scream about heartstopper

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Favourite character meme • 1/3 traits: (ง’̀-’́)ง Oh wait, it’s a baseball bat.

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hey friends wanted to jump on and say i am open to plotting/new partners/ etc. feel free to like this or message me to get something going !

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the biggest problem kyle has isn't that brandon ruins his dates, or even that he picks shitty guys, that the reality never lives up to expectation, or that hookups are his only real interaction with men. the issue is he likes it. he likes the way he can post a picture and have men in his dms, likes leading them on and teasing, sure, but loves the way brandon scares them away, almost protective of him, like he's his to be protective over. giggles and plays along with whatever scheme he comes up with, ends with the two of them laughing it off more often than not. but lately, the attention seems to come less and less from others, worries maybe he's scared too many guys away, potentially nice guys who could've made him happy, kept him company. "i don't think you're a loser i wouldn't hang out with you if i thought you were." he says, scoots himself closer to him. "no, you said we were hanging out tonight, you don't want to hang out with me now? not like you'll find a hotter date, just stay in with me. we can order pizza, have some beers, i'll even roll a joint if you ask nicely." he smiles.

of course brandon had noticed how he had thrown the boy off when he tugged at his curls. "what? you just said you wanted someone to pull your hair. i was only doing you a favor, you should be thanking me. that was probably better than the tug that guy would have done." he gave him a small cheeky smile. "you keyed his car? i wish i could say that surprises me but it doesnt." he pointed out. he nodded, "well the sad thing was they were my friends before they were his.. i know i have some flaws." and he certainly had a lot of those, but i didnt think i was that bad." he shrugged at the thought. "im over it, if they want to think im breaking into his house and shit at night then so be it.." he rolled his eyes at the mere though.. however it hadnt seem too far off when he showed up at his work. he gasped, "are you trying to get me out of the house?" then he leaned over and nudged the other, "youre just trying to get me out so you can bring trash men into to fuck, isn't happening. the only loser allowed in this apartment is me.. it isnt big enough for two of us." he teased. "but if it is that big of deal i can go out tonight and you can call your dude back." he suggested but he had no real intentions of going anywhere.

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"mmhm i know so. think maybe you should put your money where your mouth is." he challenges, smiling as his eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips, can't deny how much he wants to kiss him too.

"yeah? you think so?" he questions the other chuckling softly to himself. "i can control myself, don't you worry."

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his eyes widen only for a moment at the tug to his hair, though he's quick to recover, to hide the way it affected him. "fuck off." he whines, swatting playfully at him to go away. though if he was honest, kyle doesn't love when b is away, when he's distant, when there's a cushion of space between them on the couch. he misses his warmth, his touch, the way he smelled like the soap kyle was guilty of stealing from time to time. "you know, i keyed my exes car once." kyle tells him, a slow smile slipping over his lips, as if fondly thinking of the memory. "you think i'm friends with any of the friends i had then? hardly. breakups aren't just with your partner, unfortunately." he shrugs. "guess you're just stuck with me as a friend, which admittedly is probably a low point in your life, but it'll work out. he'll shut up eventually, it's just still fresh. new. sore subject, you know?" kyle's never been single for long, but he's been through countless boyfriends, or rather men who wanted to be with him, but kyle was a vixen, mischievous and teasing, a flirt to get his way, knew how to bat his eyes just right and get everything he wanted. "i... am sorry your breakup is so shitty though. you're hot though, you'll find someone new soon. maybe sooner if you'd go on dates instead of staying here to try and ruin mine."

"you are pretty annoying." however brandon's words were playful and the smirk on his face let the other know he had just been kidding. he never would have admitted it out loud bit b loved ruining kyle's dates. any time he was around and bored and the boy had brought someone back to their apartment he had took it as some challenge to see how fast he could scare the guy out. sometimes even pretending to be the other's boyfriend and acting as if he was appalled that the man brought another guy home. only to share some laughs after his date was long gone. the man knew he had his own set of issues. he had always struggled with his anger and being possessive had came hand in hand with it. leaning over he gave the other's hair a playful yet firm yank. "i got you.. see." he teased as he sat back in his spot. "not funny." he rolled his eyes. "do you know the shit i have gotten the last two weeks over him saying that shit to our friends.. most of our friends wont even talk to me now because they think i am some angry, crazy ass psychopathic stalker. all because i showed up at his work.. but he started a fight with me then wouldnt answer. i had ever right."

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The Protégé (2021)

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"okay, well i'm annoying enough for the both of us." kyle shrugs, doesn't believe him for a bit either. it's like a little game they both play, to try and ruin each other's dates. while most wouldn't, kyle finds it a little endearing that brandon could get to aggravated. he likes possessive, enough not everyone does. in the past kyle would flirt with men in front of his ex just to make him a little jealous, bring out that side of him. kyle's never liked sweet guys, nice guys, buy you flowers and take you on dates guys. he's not very decent himself, really. selfish and slutty, flirtatious and sneaky. "well who's gonna pull my hair while i'm at it?" he smirks, "you flatter me, 'm sure he could've fucked me just fine. didn't even give him a chance. maybe if i was lucky, he would've stalked me."

brandon couldnt help but chuckle at his comment. "speak for yourself i may be rude and mean but im not annoying." he teased with a grin. "it confuses the fuck out of me though. like dont get me wrong we arent the best people in town though you do deserve to have a little higher standards then felons with face tats." he shrugged not that it was really any of his business. "try bringing you have a nice sweet boy for a change, i may not bully him out of the house." but brandon knew that a nice sweet guy would never make it ten minutes in their little shitty apartment. "oh god, what will you ever do? it isnt like you have two hands that work perfectly fine and can get the job done probably better and faster than what that dude could have done." he gave a small grin. "my last boyfriend told everyone i stalked him so yeah.. i dont think that you have to worry about anyone coming to swoop me away anytime soon.. everyone around here thinks im too intense thanks to daniel." he rolled his eyes.. sure brandon could be pretty intense. he loved to argue and fight, he had broken numerous things and at times he had came off possessive but had he really ever STALKED the man? he didnt think so.

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a smirk settles over his lips, mirrors his shrug as kyle inches closer. “no, but i don’t think you’ll wanna stop after just one kiss.” he says confidently. “surprised you’ve been able to keep to yourself for this long, anyway.”

adrian shrugs his shoulders in response to the other man. "what like there's something wrong with a kiss?"

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fvntasmic​:

when mason had woken up that morning, he hadn’t expected the left side of his bed to be ice cold, hadn’t expected the one person he’d been silently pinning after to leave. it wasn’t just a hookup to mason, and as much as he tried to convince kyle that, his words had fallen on deaf ears through text; he hopes, with the other coming over he’ll be able to better explain - if there was anything to explain. kyle meant the world to him, and he wasn’t about to lose him. mason had been sitting on his couch, anxiously awaiting the arrival of kyle - wondering if he would even show up, wondered if the other was just lying so mason would leave him alone; the thoughts, the negative ones, are pushed aside the minute he hears a knock on the door, and like a dog, he perks up. mason stands from his position on the couch and quickly goes to answer the door. he hears kyle before he sees him, and once he does answer the door; he’s met with the sight of a groggy kyle, one that looks just as nervous as he is, one that’s most definitely coming down from a high. “no it’s okay, just glad you were able to come,” he replies.

he shuffles inside, kicks off his shoes, stumbling a little as he does. “sorry you had to wait, though.” he shrugs. kyle should apologize for a lot more, particularly leaving first thing in the morning without saying anything. hooking up in the first place even. “you’re my best friend.” kyle says, has to get this out of the way. “you’re the only person i can really count on. i love jen and she’s family but she’s a fucking shit show just like me, and i.. i woke up and i was really fucking scared. because i fucking- i mess everything up. ‘s like my thing. chaos follows me everywhere and i’m always picking the worst fucking guys, and getting myself in trouble and... and you’re good. you’re such a good person and i fucked up and i... i didn’t want to hear how you don’t like me like that and you don’t want to hookup anymore or- or you don’t even want to be my friend. i just- i thought it’d be easier to just run off instead of hear why you’re not into me. i get it, you know? been trying for fucking years to get you to like me and i should take a fucking hint but i didn’t and i’m sorry.” he rambles, all over the place. he sits on the couch and looks up at mason. “please don’t hate me. i don’t have anyone else.” 

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"a kiss?" kyle raises his brow, looking up at him, as if challenging him. flirting was one thing, but an actual kiss? he'll call his bluff on this one. "oh what? like you mean that?"

adrian stavros looks like harry styles and is twenty eight years old. he is homosexual homoromantic. open to: boyfriend, fiancé, best friend, bandmate, whoever fits.

"shut up and kiss me already." adrian grins as he looked towards the other. "you talk too much."

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"just because we're rude and mean and annoying doesn't mean every guy i wanna date has to be. sometimes the quiet ones can really be great in bed. or you know, weirdos with big dicks." kyle tries to reason. "i like it, the bad boy shit, you know that. i can't help it. i see a felon, my mouth waters." he jokes as he takes the beer and settles in beside him. "no i think i'll have to settle for being dick deprived and suffer through your presence, i'll never be less in the mood." the smaller male laughs, settles in beside him. "i'm always attracting hookups, never boyfriends. boyfriend material just doesn't come to me, maybe i'll stay single forever, you'll have to live with me until some sorry sack of shit comes along to deal with you."

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brandon couldn't help but rolled his eyes though he gave the man a smile to let him know he was only teasing. "i didn't scare him away. if he stood a chance with you then he would have just stuck around. nothing i could have said would have made him want to leave. if anything you should be thanking me. i probably just saved you the worst sex in your life. he looked like the type that cried after anyways.. i can not sleep hearing some bitch cry all night long." he couldn't help his grin grow larger. then he turned up his nose, "there was nothing cute about his face tattoos he obviously got in jail...the guy was trash and i am pretty sure he would have stole from us once we went to sleep tonight." he pointed out as he had grabbed himself a beer before sitting down on the couch. he glanced back over at him, "oh no you want to hang out?" he asked, "you don't have some date tonight you are going to ditch me for?" he questioned and then nodded. "sure, come sit." he patted the spot beside him and offered him his beer. "it isn't my fault that your dates are pussies and cant handle someone giving them a little shit."

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adoratixns​:

far be it from morgan to take a hint and realize that maybe kyle wanted some space to think and clear his mind from the fact that he’d just cheated on jamie with him. the pair alone in the hot-tub was just enough reason for morgan to cut the girl off that was at the end of his lawn chair mid sentence. “yeah, that’s great, sweetheart– great talk.” he stood, doesn’t give much time for her reply, or care what it was going to be. with that, he makes way towards the jacuzzi that jen and kyle were conversing in, and he then takes it upon himself to get right between them. he took a spot nearest to kyle. green eyes continue to scan over the male, now trying to make out if he was full of regrets from their actions. secretly hoping that he wasn’t. morgan was fat from remorseful. if there was anything that he could regret, it wouldn’t be continuing to pursue kyle. there was a lot of history between them, and he doesn’t want to toss it in the bin for the sake of some facade relationship. no matter how much kyle pretended to be in love with jamie, morgan’s green daggers pierced right through it.  he leans up on the side with his elbows, middle of their conversation- he adds into it. “an accident?” forest hues roll at him, scoffing at his reply. “yeah, sure. that whole thing was nothing more than an accident.” an accident that he’d do over and over and over again. 

if morgan were to look close, catch him off guard for a moment, look past the bullshit and walls and anger kyle used as a mask, he’d see that familiar twinkle in his eye, the little spark that only he caused, hidden in the smaller male’s green eyes. he’d see not one ounce of regret and a whole lot of admiration. and he’s probably the only one who could, who can see past the attitude and lies and manipulation kyle pulls everyday. has always been the person who knows him best. “sure morgan, come right in, not having a private conversation at all.”he scoffs, rolling his eyes. “not happening again. i’m not an idiot, and i can handle a weekend without sex. ‘m not like, an animal.” he argues, though jen laughs his way. “you forget that we know you better than anyone, babes, you knew this would happen the moment jamie didn’t come with you. you can’t last 48 hours. at least you’ve slept with him before, not some random idiot you convince to waste his weekend chasing after you.” jen teases him, splashes water morgan’s way. “this idiot doesn’t know when to give up.” she sneers morgan’s way, though all in jest, laughing lightly. kyle gives a look his way before quickly adverting his eyes. “you’re both full of shit, acting like i can’t wait.  like i can’t resist. it’s not happening again.” 

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if anyone wants to write on discord, i’m accepting new writing partners. i also am here, just mobile for the moment, but feel free to message me anyway !!

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when kyle had run out in the early hours of the morning, it was for good reason. at least, it felt like it. though over the course of the day, he feels a little guilty. he doesn’t want mason to think he’s used him. he hadn’t. just assumed the taller male didn’t want to see him, wanted him gone by the time he woke up. assumed it was just a hookup, didn’t mean anything to him. mason has shut down every advance kyle has made, as long as he’s known him it’s been a no. what changed about last night? was it seeing caleb and the way he treated him? was it the way kyle cleaned him up and thanked him a million times over? was the weed too strong? he’s not sure, and didn’t stick around to find out. now he’s groggy, a little high and a lot nervous as he knocks softly on mason’s door. “it’s me.” he calls, leans against the door’s frame as he waits for him to answer. “sorry, jen’s like the worst driver i’ve ever seen, even when she’s sober.” 

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