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xoshepard · 6 months
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why does blocking someone feel so much like a personal affront holy shit
one of the guys from the apps invited me to play sdv and he was cool for the first half and then for the whole second half of the conversation he was telling me about all the bad stuff that's happened for his whole life, barely leaving any gaps in his monologue for me to relate or respond AT ALL like i could barely be like "oh that's sad" bc he just kept talking and it is already a red flag to me when someone meets you and immediately starts telling you how tragic their life is, but im trying not to be so judgmental. so we've played once or twice since then and it's always the same but without the first half of the convo being fun, he just complains the whole time, and i didn't wanna just block bc it felt kinda mean but ??? idk man i don't rly know the guy and i definitely don't want to date him bc he's sooo negative and self centered (he's also a streamer and i'm starting to feel like cis male streamers are just Extremely Obnoxious irl) but i for some reason got it in my head that i wouldn't mind staying friends with him and was trying to figure out how to explain that to him
but nicki was like "JUST BLOCK HIM DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT"
so i blocked him but i do still kinda feel guilty bc he effectively was just annoying and i guess to me blocking someone feels like a punishment for being truly heinous not just mildly annoying shskdhns
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mydemonsyourangels · 5 months
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do not ask me out and then immediately tell me you own a rifle...
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addisonnie · 1 year
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hinge and uhaul 2
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summary: your second date with ellie!
warnings: cursing, making out, fingering…not proofread soz
an: WAAAAH i wrote smut wtf….. I need to shower now. Don’t be mean if it’s bad but definitely tell me how I can make it better this was my first time writing it im sorry if it’s bad pls be nice to me😭
part 1
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Ellie Williams is definitely a witch.
She must’ve slipped a love potion into your martini or crafted a voodoo doll of you because there is absolutely no reason as to why Ellie should be on your mind as much as she is. The short peck you shared with her in the back corner of a dingy bar is burned into your memory, you don’t have to put in any effort to remember how she tasted. How she felt. Hell, even how she smelled—and she smells wonderful, by the way.
Okay, so she might’ve only dropped you off outside your dorm building twenty minutes ago. It’s perfectly reasonable to still be thinking about the kiss, right?
After she pressed that short kiss to your awaiting mouth she looked at her watch and sighed, “listen, it’s getting pretty late. Let me take you home?”
You nodded and let her drag you in circles around the bar to bid goodbyes to her friends, one hand tangled with her fingers, the other circles around her bicep. And then, she led you through the parking lot toward her borderline totaled car. Is that thing even street legal?
She opened the passenger door for you and drove you home with a firm hand on your knee, thumb doodling patterns into your skin.
And then, you were home.
It’s been twenty-five minutes since Ellie dropped you off after the first date and the only thing you think that could possibly purge her from your mind is sleeping. Unless she decides to infiltrate your dreams, too.
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A couple light knocks on your door quickly jolt you awake. You drag your palms across your eyes and run a hand through your hair before sliding out of bed. Shit—no pants. Dina’s bed is empty and you’re sure she won’t mind if you use her throw blanket as a makeshift robe, draping it over your shoulders and hugging it across your body.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” You hobble over to the door and pull it open without bothering to check through the peephole. Aw, fuck.
Ellie stands in the doorway, well, she leans in the doorway. Her shoulder is pressed up against the doorframe and her hands are slung in the pockets of her corduroy Carhartt jacket.
“Oh, shit. Did I wake you up? Not—not that you look like you just woke up. You look great, of course.” She’s much more sheepish than she was a few moments ago, it’s cute.
“You definitely woke me up. But that’s okay! What’s up?” You open the door wider and take a step backward, silently instructing her to come inside.
Ellie follows you further into the room after shutting the door behind her. She takes a moment to look around your room before leaning against the side of your bed, facing you.
“Honestly? I just wanted to see you again. I thought you’d be awake at—“ she checks her watch, “five in the afternoon. But I was clearly wrong.”
The two of you giggle, a dramaticized gasp leaving Ellie’s lips when you playfully shove her shoulder, “naps are a thing, yanno.”
She stops laughing after a moment and smiles, “are you busy right now?”
“I am now.” She smirks at your response and tugs on the blanket around you, “put some pants on and let’s get going then.”
Your eyes widen, face flushing, “how did you—“ her chin juts outward and she’s looking down at your legs. A large hole in Dina’s blanket exposes your upper thigh and hip, the pink lace of your underwear sticks out like a sore thumb.
“Fuck me. Good thing it was you at the door, I guess.” Ellie shakes her head and laughs, “turning around now. Wear something comfy. And warm.”
While she faces the other direction you quickly survey her outfit. Black converse, gray sweatpants, a fitted black top, and her jacket. Okay, comfy.
You drop the blanket wrapped around you and slip on whatever pants are closest to you, tugging on a baggy cardigan, “okay, no longer indecent.”
Ellie chuckles and turns around, “alright, pretty baby. Grab a blanket and a pillow, not Dina’s shitty, ripped one.”
Ellie must’ve been googling ‘what names can I call someone to make them horny.’ Pretty baby. Pretty. Baby? You could shit your pants and vomit. Fuck—you’re sweating. Grab the pillow to distract yourself.
“‘Kay. Got it.” Ellie smirks and stretches her hand toward you, “let’s get going then, hm?”
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This is definitely not Ellie’s car, that much you know. Her piece of shit Honda was practically stuck together with glue and duct tape. This truck was nice, really nice actually. Is she a criminal, then? Grand-theft auto? Being so goddamn sexy?
“It’s my dad’s. The truck. I bribed him with a 24-pack and a pre-roll so he’d let me borrow it. Or so he’d get really drunk and not realize I hijacked him. Whichever, really.”
You laugh and turn to face her, “ah, so I was right. Grand-theft auto.”
Ellie scoffs and squeezes your thigh as a warning, “it’s hardly a crime. That grouchy old fuck owes me, like, way more than one night of borrowed truck-time.”
You stare at her for a moment, waiting for her to drop the angry act and crack a smile. Her face pinches up under your stare and she turns to the side to quickly smile before turning back to you, regaining her composure.
“You totally just laughed.”
She rolls her eyes, “I didn’t.”
“Yes you did. You laughed. I saw it.”
Her hand swats at your thigh, “…how do you feel about corn dogs?”
You splutter out a laugh and cough, patting your own chest to try and calm down.
“Corn dogs. Do you like them?” Ellie enunciates each word with a squeeze on your knee, “yeah—yeah I like them. What kind of sicko doesn’t like corn dogs?”
She wordlessly turns down onto a dimly-lit dirt road, the car shaking and groaning as it overpasses multiple potholes. The road goes on for a beat before opening up into a massive field, two large white screens are placed several yards apart in the grass and cars littered the lawn before the screens. No way she’s taken you to a drive-in! A shitty little one-story building sits nestled by the tree line, it’s practically folding in on itself, and the old yellow paint can hardly even be called yellow anymore because of the filth covering it. It manages to look homey, though.
“I hope you like movies. I wasn’t really sure what you like…so I just got tickets for that new scary one. We can sneak to the other side if—“
You cut her off and wrap your fingers around her hand on your thigh, “it’s perfect. Really.”
She blushes and tucks her chin into her shoulder, “I’m glad.”
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Ellie parks mostly in the back, only a couple cars parked further behind you.
“Here—take my card and grab us some snacks while I set up the truck bed.”
You blink at her and take a quick glance to her outstretched hand, “Ellie, be so for real right now. You’re not paying for gas, tickets, and food.”
She immediately rolls her eyes and moves to jut her hip out, placing both of her hands on her hips, “I’m not doing this with you right now. Take the card.”
Before sparing her a second glance you take off in the direction of the yellow building, gripping your own debit card between your fingers. Ellie practically squeaks out of shock as she watches you bolt away from her, “hey—what the fuck!”
She’s immediately running after you like a madman, yelling your name and laughing when she watches you stumble over your untied shoelaces. Her long legs quickly lead her straight to you, and she has to skid to a stop to be sure she doesn’t plow straight into your back.
You’re panting while trying to speak with the man behind the counter to give him your order and Ellie quickly wraps her arm around your middle,
“Hey. Two corn dogs, one large blue raspberry slushie—two straws. And…one funnel cake!” She lightly shoves you aside and slams her debit card onto the counter, “nice try, sweetheart.” She winks.
Little. Fucking. Shit.
“Not fair. You’ve got more leg than I do.”
“Hush. Help me carry this back to the truck.” She passes off one corn dog and the large slushie, smiling when you take a large gulp, “good?”
You smile at her, “delicious.”
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Ellie is halfway sitting up, her back is resting against the pillows in the bed of the truck, both of her legs spread and outstretched. Your head is resting on her shoulder and the leg closest to Ellie is resting over her lap, the other bent up to your chest. A comforter rests over your laps, underneath, Ellie has one arm wrapped around your waist, the other is draped across the leg you have thrown onto her lap.
You can clearly tell she’s not watching the movie anymore; Ellie is not as discreet as she thinks she is. Her entire face is turned and facing downward to look at you, it takes everything in you to not turn and lock eyes with her. She can tell, too. She knows you’re actively trying to not look at her, and she proves that point further when she drags her fingers to the waistband of your sweatpants. Her fingers pause for a moment, gauging your response. When she notices you’re not moving to yank her hand away, she continues further.
Long fingers sneak under your gray sweats and walk to rest on top of your clothed mound. You suck in a breath and bend the leg laying in Ellie’s lap, spreading your legs further. Her (fucking massive) hand snakes down to cup your pussy and you squeak, shuffling your back further into her chest. A chuckle rumbles in her chest and she nudges her nose into the crown of your head, “look at me.”
You gulp and continue to face straight. Bad move. Ellie doesn’t like that response, she begins moving her hand out of your pants before you jerk to grab her tattooed wrist.
In a low tone, she says, “I told you to look at me, pretty girl.”
A flood of wetness immediately spills into your panties and you whine, shoving her wrist back into your pants. When she obliges, you turn your head upward and to the side, looking right at her. Ellie doesn’t speak to you, she immediately turns her head down, pressing her lips into yours. She’s kissing you like a bitch in heat, it’s messy, wet, and downright filthy. Her tongue slides along your bottom lip over and over, practically begging that you open your mouth. When you deny her that sweet salvation, her teeth graze over your lip until they sink into the cherry flesh, biting harshly and tugging. You whine into her mouth and she sucks it in immediately, already feeling drunk off your sounds. Determined to drag another whimper from you, her fingers drag over your underwear-covered pussy and press harshly onto your clit.
Your lips detach from Ellie’s when you let out a moan, Ellie gives you a minute before she whispers, “let me touch you. Can I?”
You don’t even nod before leaning forward to kiss her again for a moment before she pulls away, leaving your lips to chase after hers.
“Say it. Let me hear you say it, pretty.” She nips at your cheek.
“Please.”
Ellie tuts, “not enough, peanut.”
You whine and shuffle under the blankets, your hand shoves down into your sweatpants, fingers pulling your pink panties to the side. Ellie’s hand is tugged back toward your core and your fingers and immediately push her fingers to drag over your sticky folds.
“Please fucking touch me.”
Her mouth is back on yours immediately while she moves to circle her fingers around your tiny hole. You cry into her mouth and reach across your body to grip her head in your hand. Ellie’s middle finger dips into your core before spreading your wetness up and down your core. Her ring finger joins the other and immediately slides to be knuckle-deep in your pussy. For a moment, she doesn’t move her fingers, she lets them rest inside, warm and wet. Your teeth nip at her bottom lip while you hit your hips forward, whimpering into her mouth at the feeling.
She smiles messily into the kiss and moves her fingers out before slowly sliding them back in. Her fingers drag tauntingly slow against your walls, the stretch of her thick, long fingers has you careening at her every movement—but it isn’t enough.
You whimper into her mouth and wriggle in her grasp, moving your hand to tug at her wrist, she briefly pulls her lips from yours to laugh at your antics.
“Okay, baby. I got you.” And then she’s off. Her fingers slip in and out of your pussy at a pace you could surely never set yourself. They’re fast and slick, hastily rubbing in all the best places. She scissors her fingers inside of you while pistoning in and out and you pull away from her mouth again to turn your head and bury it into your shoulder.
Ellie presses a wet kiss to the crown of your head while her other hand snakes across your waist to circle at your little clit. Her pointer and middle finger tightly swirl over your clit while her other hand was busy sneaking in a third finger. The stretch makes you gasp and grip at her wrist, not sure if you could take it or not. Another light laugh leaves her lips while she shakes your hand off, “you got it.”
She fucks her fingers into you at a reckless speed, her other fingers rub and pinch at your clit and Ellie thinks you might combust if you clench on her fingers any harder. Your juices are leaking into her palm and spreading all down the globes of your ass, and the wet sounds coming from your dripping cunt are surely loud enough for the families all around you to hear. She can feel your hole fluttering around her fingers and she quickly fucks harder into you, determined to have you gush all over her fingers. With one last pinch to your clit, your orgasm crashes over you.
“That’s my fucking girl.”
Your body convulses for a moment while Ellie’s fingers still piston in and out of your cunt, chasing you through your high.
She presses a kiss to your head as her fingers come to a halt, “good girl. Such a good fucking girl.”
Your cum is glistening on her fingers while she brings her hand up to her mouth, sucking two fingers into her mouth. Her eyes bore into yours while she suggestively licks on her fingers, maintaining eye contact as she holds out her third finger for you to wrap your lips around.
You comply, sucking your sweet taste off of her finger and moaning when it hits your tastebuds. Ellie watches you with blown pupils and chokes out a whimper when you nibble on the pad of her finger.
You pull off with a pop, “this was a really good second date.”
Hell fucking yeah it was.
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oddballwriter · 7 months
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hello! Could i please request a one shot where Steven and Marc know about Jake's existence and they have been trying to get used to him and get to know him, and during a mission where they need help they found out Jake has been having like a long term relationship with the reader (who is Sekhmet's avatar)
And Steven its totally freaking out but also crushing on her but Marc its like "wtf how long has this been going on?"
Unexpected Addition
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Part Two
Summary: Life with a new addition is a bit tricky, but Steven and Marc are getting the hang of having Jake around. But what they don't expect is that Jake has a bit of a life of his own, including a love. Which sort of adds another addition. 
Warnings: The boys are fighting. Steven being a love sick puppy. Marc is kind of a dick in this not gonna lie. Mentions of some factors of D.I.D. . It's mentioned that Jake told reader about Marc's past, to a degree. There's some arguing about you and Jake being a thing for so long and kind of referenced that you and Jake technically overlap with Marc and Layla by a hair.
This fic is actually more of Steven just having a big stinkin' crush on you and Jake and Marc yelling at each other.  
Author’s Snip: I feel like this is good but not completely on the mark. Anon, if you want to throw me another scenario that's Jake centric with this idea/world then feel free. Just give me a sign.
Notes: I semi-proof read this so if there's weird grammar and shit just ignore it.  
I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.
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Jake was a surprise. Well, in the logic of common D.I.D. systems not really, but in the sense that neither Steven nor Marc knew he was there. It felt like a bit of a privacy breach to think that Jake's just watched everything go down from the shadows only to leave as soon as he came, and it was a bit unnerving to know that Jake was more off the hinges. But it's not like they could really do anything about him. Jake's a part of the system, whether they like it or not.
Jake honestly wasn't that much of a change up though. He usually did his own things and kept in his lane for the most part. Even if his tactics were more... forceful than Marc and Steven's were. Otherwise Jake would be something of an allusive one. He didn't seem to do much but they had a hunch that there was more than just Jake Lockley, the third alter, cabbie by daylight, and system parachute and low key Khonshu's hitman. And there was.
Because there was you.
Marc and Steven found out about you because they were on a mission that Khonshu demanded that they do. And it turns out Sekhmet had the same idea for you.
It wasn't like the two were in on it and it was a ruse to get you to meet the others. It was genuinely just an "Oops, did know you were gonna get it." sort of thing.
"Jake? Wasn't expecting a surprise team up with you. Usually boyfriends surprise their girlfriends flowers." you laugh under your breath as you try to not catch any unwanted attention. You didn't need anymore than the " Excuse me?" from Marc to know that it wasn't Jake you've bumped into. "I'll explain once we get this done. Just follow my lead for now." you say as you move on with what you were planning on doing.
"Okay... so..." you roll out trying to think of what to say after having just handled the mission, and now sitting at an empty park bench in your regular clothes, "My name is Y/N. What's yours?" you settle on as you lift your hand for a handshake, trying your best to have a non-nervous smile. "How do you know about Jake?" Marc asked, ignoring your polite gesture of formality.
"Marc. That is so rude. She's trying to be nice." Steven scolded from the puddle at his feet.
"Me and Jake are... together." you mumble out. "How?" Marc demanded. He looked so angry and menacing while he interrogated you. You've seen a lot of mean looking guys but when it's the face of someone you recognize as your boyfriend, you felt a bit trapped by the tense energy. You barely squeak out "I met him a while back.".
"Marc, if you just let me explain without making a scene it'll all make sense." you quickly speak out before he almost interrupts you, "How do you know my name. You were acting like you didn't know it a seco-".
Marc violently twitches before the tense scowl on his face disappears and is replaced with a softer worried expression after a second less violent twitch.
He looks at you, he sees that you looks a bit frightened, and then he speaks, with a British accent "I'm sorry about that... that-that wasn't me. I didn't switch us." he says, "Must have been-" he tries to say before you speak. "Steven, right?" you ask in a soft voice. He's caught a bit off guard that you said his name. He points to himself with a "Me?" and nods "Yeah.".
You stare at each other for a bit before you speak up. "Jake hasn't told you about me, I know. He just barely started being known to you guys and he didn't want to rush anything. I understood that and did my best to stay clear so that I wouldn't shock you two but I knew that there would be a fumble at some point." you explain.
Steven listens intently till you're done. It was either that or listening to Marc and Jake yell at each other in the reflection of the puddles.
"I only know about you guys because he wanted me to be ready when the time came for him to think that it was a good time for us to actually meet. I didn't mean to throw any of you through a loop like that. It's just been a while since I've seen him and I got excited." you apologize as you explain more.
"It's okay , love. It's just that we hardly know anything about Jake and finding out something so personal was a bit jarring." Steven says. You feel a little flutter at being called "love" for a second before Steven speaks again. He subconsciously touched your hand. "And I'm sincerely sorry about Marc's behavior. You were being courteous and he was acting like you were a danger when you were making it clear that your and Jake had some type of acquaintance." he apologized.
"It's okay." you comment. "Jake told me that Marc would be a bit... apprehensive about me. That's just how he is." you add.
"And me?" Steven questions with a bit of curiosity to what Jake might have said about him. "He said that if I meet you then you might be a bit flighty. Said that you were easy to spook." you say in a bit of a laugh.
Steven got to see more of you after that. You would spend some time to get to know each other more, which Jake approved of. He thought it was nice to see the two parts of his life that he kept separate finally meet. It was kind of like having cats meet for the first time where you watch them interact and then get comfortable with each other.
Steven, admittedly, and a bit too obviously, took a huge liking towards you. And you the same. You were fascinated with the other. He liked hearing about what you did as the avatar of Sekhmet and what that entailed for you both in mission and personal life. Along with what you just did in your regular civilian life. As for you, you were amazed to see a person who acted, talked, and even moved so differently than the person you usually associated his face and body with.
Unfortunately, you and Marc weren't taking to each other too nicely. Well, you were still perfectly friendly towards him any time you saw him. It was Marc who wasn't very enchanted by you.
Matter of fact, he and Jake were still at it with each other.
"How long has this been a thing?" Marc asked with the same demanding voice he did to you. "Three years." Jake answered in a nonchalant tone. "Three years?!" Marc repeated, unpleasantly surprised by the answer. Jake scoffed "Didn't she say we've known each other for a while?" Jake mentioned.
"So you've just been seeing this random woman for three years behind our back-? Behind Layla's back?" Marc fumbled out with anger. "You," Jake interrupted, "- Sent divorce papers to Layla. Not me." Jake clarified. "Not to mention. She was your wife. You made it very clear to Steven that she was off limits and I already knew that she was off limits. So sorry I went and found my own woman instead of hitting up yours." Jake quipped.
"Yeah and now it seems like Steven likes yours too." Marc said making his own quip.
"Good!" Jake bursted, "At least he's courteous enough to treat her with some respect and get to know her.". Marc would have spoken again but just beat him to it. "You're acting like I was going to hide you from each other forever. I would have had you two meet at some point once you were used to me. You three just met earlier then I would have liked." Jake explained.
"Did she know about Layla?" Marc asked. "Of course I told her about Layla! I was open and honest about my situation and what that would spell out for our relationship." Jake answered with an emphasis on the words open and honest. "How much did you tell her about us?" Marc demanded again before Jake exploded.
"Everything!" Jake barked. "I told her fucking everything I could! I told her about you. About Steven. Layla. Our condition. Everything about us, she knows. I wanted her to be ready for when you cross paths. I told her how to behave and what to watch out for so that she wouldn't startle either of you. And you know what? She did! She was going to explain everything to you if you would just let her fucking speak instead of grill her like that." Jake lectured.
Listening to the two fight was something that Steven would usually ignore. It seemed like arguing while getting to know each other was a thing in the system. Usually Steven would intervene if it was getting too bad or he was brought into it. But neither of those caught his attention because he was busy paying attention to you. Again.
"You look so different." you say almost out of the blue. "Excuse me." Steven spoke. "You look so different from Jake even though it's the same body." you remark.
"You have such different eyes. Yours are all doe eyed and round. Jake has a resting angry face. It's so weird." you smile. "And you smile different too. Jake only smiles a little and with the corner of his mouth, so it looks like a smirk. You smile with your cheeks." you add.
Steven flustered and felt shy under your gaze. The way you were talking didn't speak ill of neither him or Jake. You were speaking in admiration at what made them so different.
"You also don't have the little paperboy hat or gel." you point out as you look at the curls on his head. "Jake usually wears a little bit of gel to slick back some of his hair. I sometimes forget just how curly it is." you say as you gently reach to play with a few little curls. Steven honestly felt like he should be coughing up wings by now with the amount of butterflies he had going in his stomach and chest as you touched him. Even if it was just to admire him for a moment.
He did feel a bit guilty for enjoying your words and affirmation a little too much. He wasn't entirely sure if Jake would act the same as Marc did when he accidentally made contact with Layla. But then again, he hasn't had Jake barging in and being defensive about you. It felt weird to think about it this way but at least Jake was, seemingly, sharing. That or he's too focused on Marc when he's not the one fronting.
Steven did wish that Marc was nicer to you and more open to meeting you. You were very sweet and treated them nicely.
Maybe Marc would get to see you look at him and complement all the details about him like his eyes and his smile. You could get to know him and what he likes and how that contrasts with you. maybe you two could get used to fighting together in the cases that you bump into each other again.
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callmearcturus · 1 month
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okay you know what
so i periodically get irritation in the outside corner of one of my eyes
its not my eyeball, it's not that kind of dry eye
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its like the hinge where my eyelids meet at the corner that gets irritated and i want to rub it but that just makes it worse. it vaguely FEELS like dryness, but I couldn't say that for sure.
does ANYONE know what i mean and how you treat that? i have tried googling about this and i only ever get "oh you mean dry eye" NO I DON'T, THAT IS UNHELPFUL
please someone gimme advice bc its so fucking annoying and usually i just have to endure a day of it and then it goes back to normal. if you know wtf i mean, what can i put on it to make it stop.
thank you for your time please help
ETA: not a stye, no redness or inflammation. eye looks normal.
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laylawatermelon · 8 days
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Buddie: it's The Way It's Played
Aka don't hate the player hate the game or whatever.
(i promise the is Buddie at the halfway point if you just want meta)
I woke up pondering about edy's comments and found it a bit funny and ironic because she probably doesn't know just like we don't know.
Oliver recently talked about how he wasn't heavily involved in this upcoming episode 2 so he'll be getting to watch it for the first time with us.
It's the same case with her. In her eyes she does her few scenes and goes home.
In her head she is the chosen love interest and she is indeed being asked to come back.
The second half of the season hasn't publicly been announced (or fully filmed I assume) so she's just as oblivious as we are.
What I will say is that celebrities should know to not be in the spaces of fandom and don't get heavily involved.
Especially with shippers.
As a fangirl I have always been protective, I would say, over my stuff but I made like a rule that I don't reply or have online arguments.
(mostly because i get riled up easily in real life and it's dangerous imagine doing it with a complete stranger or a mob of them if we're being fr because there's never just one person arguing with you.)
It's likely millions or billions 🙃
Also as a fangirl, I don't mind shipping or not shipping.
Do what you want, I don't care.
I grew up in the good ole don't like scroll away time.
What I'm getting at is that some people are more comfortable on online spaces. Some are more quiet (like me) but they're there.
I've recently become disillusioned slowly over the years of Hollywood ( all the woods honestly) glamour so when they are shown or said to be bad people I treat them as such.
Cause they're that.
People.
Who do good and bad stuff all the time.
Granted we don't a camera or constant surveillance or record (or funds) all the time, but I'd bet we said/did bad stuff.
Now in Hollywood's case their stuff is mainly criminal/jail/wtf is going on over there?!??!
In her case, I'm not surprised.
There's people who are homophobic/transphobic and everyphobic (and -ist!!) in the world so of course they would be in show business.
Cause they're people. We got people (like millions of them, a concerning number in worldwide leadership positions but that's a story for another day...) like that all over.
Celebrities are not and never will be role models. They are public images projected onto a pretty body.
That's also the reason why I'm saying that she should shut her computer and cut her losses.
(a lot of celebrities should do that honestly)
But, it does let you know who to support and who not to.
And I'd rather know my enemy rather than worship a perfect image honestly.
I also think it's unwise to fight the people who are literally indirectly paying your bills.
There are 93k people (just on Tumblr) who ship the guys.
Even I know better and I'm a fan.
(i think it's because I'm a fan and ik how it can get I'm just an observer cause whew 😥😮‍💨)
That's not counting the ones not active here or casuals who agree with the pairing.
If they pay your bills walk on eggshells ma'am. You're job quite literally hinges on people liking you.
So be likable.
(once again I will reiterate as a fan/human with a heart let me know how bad you are so I don't give you my love if you're a bad person with shady morals.)
But as an observer it's like just shhhhhh. Please. The Internet is forever. There is no timeline for it. What are you doing??
If I'd say it it's like watching you drive a burning car driving down the street and you're sitting in it proudly waving and hitting people but insist you're right or a good person.
I'm just shocked at some people's let's say narrow thinking aka limited timeline thinking.
Fans and the Internet didn't forget. They will find you.👹
But I wanna talk about Buddie now!
Okay.
Now that we've criticized celebrity culture and the response of ms. Edy and her bad mindset (aka lack of critical reading and decision making with fandoms and responses in general also queerphobia?!) that honestly I appreciate.
Be a bad apple in public.
Imma stand on business.
Expeditiously 😤.
Bye bye support and hello uproar.
But back to Buddie 😘😚🤗😝, I wanna be clear I am a fan but I am also very critical of media.
It's the way they act.
Literally.
The reason Buddie even exists and is accepted is it's literally there. (Their fault)
There is no subtext.
The actors play it as such, the directors direct it as such and the marketing play it as such.
I'm a bit upset seeing y'all called clowns (although i hope it's said affectionately cause tone indicators or the lack of) because you're not crazy.
They quite literally put the battery in y'all backs so it shouldn't be surprising if the battery is more high powered than expected.
You are not misreading anything.
Most people just choose to ignore the signs because
(the church! Homophobia! All rhe -ias and ists!)
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Truly our downfall as a modern society.
Anyways, as a writer and heavy media consumer there's no mistakes.
Every wprd is carefully chosen, every shot has a purpose and every cut is done. These things are practiced a thousand times, edited, retaked a thousand times if they have to.
There's no mistakes in media. It's literally made to influence, persuade and educate.
Nothing is a coincidence!
But after reading a few interviews and listening to the fandom I think we can also say with confidence they've been playing it as a romance.
There's nothing platonic.
They have platonic couples on the show.
That
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is not it.
Even if you see it as pure writing without the context of their acting choices.
Let's say kitchen scene.
You wanna work it out in the ring (throws playful punches)
I'd take you.
I wouldn't do that. You're on blood thinners.
Buck steps closer to playfully intimidate him.
You wanna go for the title?
Now pause.
Ik we all know that scene religiously and can only see it as insane (because they are. It is.) but I read it in my mind as a blank sheet of paper and couldn't help but wonder.
Why would you say it like that?!??!!?
Mr. Oliver Stark and Mr. Ryan Guzman I sentence you will eternal jail cause wtfff?
I imagined it more platonically. You can quite literally put, let's say, Hen and Chim in that same scenario. Damn even Eddie and Chim.
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Their acting choices would reflect that. Hell, read the lines without looking (or hearing their insane intonation) and imagine your best friend. Any friend for that matter.
It wasn't playful, it was well, sexually tense. 🤷🏾‍♀️
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Ps i love buck 1.0 and was shooketh to see his return because i watched the show backwards. i did season 2-6 in like a week then begrudgingly did season 1. Me nah like abby ...
They are choosing to act it out as a romance.
Now that could lend itself to male partnership in movies (and real life) where they went to war together that were usually where gay/queer men had partnerships/relationships in every sense of the word.
The shows ain't got it from nothing. 🤷🏾‍♀️
There's always truth in fiction.
I also find out a bit hilarious to imagine the director tried to get them to stop but the takes were either too good or they kept pushing the envelope and the editors were like yes. 🤗
I will put this shot of them longingly staying at each other instead of the slightly less neutral one.
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Or cut when they say we're the only ones who don't have kids (+buck) then cut to Buck being a good dad! 🤗
On a bit of a more serious note let's say it is a bit of manipulation of the masses marketing wise.
The show is very queer friendly with a (black!) lesbian couple, a gay man, an engaged (black!) gay couple and many queer stories of different races in their cases that are told wonderfully.
I acknowledge and comment them for it but ..
The big problem is how Buddie is treated. (Or rather the very rational people who ship them)
(which their name is kind of funny because I link it to buddy cop movies that can be homoerotic when they feel like it and buddie is technically that trope)
Homosexual media (in the case of film) has always been subtext, hidden, stereotyped, twisted or been outright secret messages for the girls to uncode (cause religion 🤷🏾‍♀️).
It has only been like very recent that queer people have been gaining respect in media so it's not surprising.
What life was like in 2019 to now in terms of queer media is like night and day. The same would be for the 2000s. Gay was used as an insult. The world is quite literally changing before our eyes.
In their case, the elf scene is said to be a wink at the audience.
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But the actors took it seriously. So we do as well.
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Aka the battery put in they back.
They respect the same vision. 😤goated
The chemistry is undeniable, and the tropes they have parallel a lot of romantic things used historically in media. (And in the show *bathena* but🤷🏾‍♀️)
It's not an accident to say that if one of them had been female (aka the "acceptable" pairing) they'd have been together.
You could argue that if he'd been with Maddie like intended they'd be together. And little jiyun would be a sister.
She might be a Jane actually??
Back on topic.
I found it interesting when watching like a compilation (cause i did nawt watch the show before become a buddie fan) and found it hilarious because it was like their normal behavior and i felt the romantic tension shift. It was like whoooaaa holup. The air shifted.
It's very easy to spot it because at the first few episodes it was very platonic then it became very side eye....
What do you mean he's cute? What do you mean wanna go for the title?
(That scene is eternally insane)
What do you mean with other couples they're paired as a family? Consistently?
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What do you mean the kid and you go on solo family outings to the zoo? Constantly? For years?
You take care of him like all the time?
What do you mean he's your kid's legal guardian and partly the reason you lived after being trapped in a well?
The actors play it romantically. Ryan does cause I remember step up.
After like a year together? Over his family? Who are not firefighters??
Ik how he is when he's flirting.
The show also (unfortunately) writes their love interests as tools of self growth for them (which can be a bit problematic cause the women aren't being treated three dimensionally characters men get to be. the two who were closest were abby, and Taylor. Shannon was so so for me personally. Which is odd because they have complex main females it's just unfortunate that the women they have for them are rarely people outside of the relationship and that's why it falls apart in the case of their relationship/people getting invested).
Nobody is quite literally written as important to each other like them. They are in a relationship no doubt. We can say queer platonic now (as they are raising a kid together?!??!! Like come on. Chim and Hen aren't like Buck and Ed. Also the good cop bad cop scene?)
It's just not sexual I'd say.
Cause emotionally, mentally all that is there.
And they could absolutely play it "straighter" 🥴 cause I've seen a plethora of male friendships (slight side eye ry we got buddy cop movies galore don't play with me!!!) where they support each other.
They don't act like that!!!! Look at this and tell me I'm wrong!
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(i feel insane but I'm not i swear)
the lighting, the cut, the conversation im melting~~~!!!!
It's not inaccurate to say that the way they're written (and acted!!) is more romantic than platonic.
I'd assume they couldn't let the two hot men who represent "manliness" be together because they didn't fit into a (gay) stereotype.
But they will gladly let you advertise their show to the high heavens and bring in millions of dollars in revenue, which does upset me ngl but 🤷🏾‍♀️ hey, can't hate the player hate the game right?
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mblue-art · 1 year
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I HEARD SOMEONE SAY THAT THEY'RE CALLING LUST AND CROSS TO BEAT YOU UP FOR NOT CALLING YOURSELF COOL. SO I'M HERE TO MAKE SURE THEY DO.
Lust burst through the door without hesitation, nearly knocking it off the hinges if Cross didn't steady it immediately after.
"M, MY LOVELY DARLING, WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Lust, you don't need to shout-" Cross tried to get him to calm down, but the Lust Sans was on a mission.
"Now hold it just a minute-" Lust pulled away from Cross as soon as he got a glimpse of you. "M! I heard that someone was denying you of the obvious compliments that you deserve." He chuckled as if someone had said something amusing. "- and that someone was you." He quickly took your face into his hands, pulling it close to his, barely inches away as he looked into your eyes with a smoldering intensity. "But that can't be true, right? You? You? My amazing, stunning, and absolutely wholesome koala bear? Anything less than a compliment of perfection isn't allowed - especially not someone denying it, right?" He looked over his shoulder at Cross. "Right?" There uh... was a little bit of a threat behind that 'question'.
Although, it wasn't as if Cross would have denied it. "M-mhm." He replied, nodding bashfully as he crossed his arms and looked off to the side with a blush he tried to beat down. "Of course... she's talented, kind, and..." His blush deepened, as he fruitlessly grasped at his shoulder as if he wanted to pull his hood up to hide his embarrassment. "and beautiful." He whispered.
"I'm sorry, what was what?" Lust teased him, wanting him to clearly state his affection for her. "Speak up, Crossy~!"
"Beautiful! Okay?? She's blinding and - and yes, cool! Alright?!" He huffed, finally pulling his hood over his head to hide his blush. "I... wouldn't trade her for the world. She's... special." He admitted with a softer tone.
Lust simply nodded, turning his attention back to M. "Exactly. So, the next time someone calls you 'cool' or any other compliment you don't feel comfortable agreeing with so eagerly because you're far too humble, direct them to us, and we'll help agree with them for you, my dazzling gem." He placed an affectionate kiss to your cheek and even nuzzled it for emphasis. "Now come on! We're already here, we may as well get into a cuddle pile!"
HUH WTF WTF LYYYY AAAAAAA
HELP I HAVENT EVEN STARTED READING YET YOUVE ALREADY GOT ME SMILING LIKE A FOOL!!!1!1!1!! SHAKES MY FIST AT THE SKY
live mblue reaction (lots of screaming) under the cut (very much littered with cussing, tread carefully /lh)
I am going insane /j (HELP. L BUSTING THRU THE DOOR IM 😳😳😳 he is. . Strong 😳) (L and C interacting,, , oughf the dynamics, ,, ///////// my purble idiots i love them so)
oh Ly you are fucking killing me
(L!!! YOU SWEETHEART RRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH)
WAAAA KOALA BEAR?!?!!?!?? ////////// (so true i would,, cling,,,)
I am hiding my stupid smile under my shirt collar ohmygoddddd
LMAO CCCCCC god god god i love them i love my skeleton bfs what the hell
llLOOOKING AWAYYYYY SCREAMS—!!!!! C!!!!!!!!
(c crossing hsi arms the pose THE POSE AAAA/////////)
(aha aheh eyyy i was about to say smt abt 'beautiful' but uh 🧍 LMAO)
(oh hes such a tsundere oh no oh no 💘💘💘) (your honor this is so funny we're both dumb tsunderes in love... i forget that hes a tsundere sometimes)
SHAKING. SHAKING AND CRYING AND SHAKING I
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WWWwwwWwWwwWWWAAAAA THE WAY HE SAID 'SPEAK UP CROSSY' IM 😭😭😭💕
(hood up cross my fucming beloved ive only recently appreciated that adorable visual more about a month ago after rereading the xtale comic and rewatching the xtale eps with simp eyes i am <333)
WAUGH FUCKIN FUCKING HELL, C!!! /POS
UUEUEUUEEUUEUEUEUEUE CUDDLE,,PILE,, ,,
(ough L is so good..., ,L is so good i- he has my heart- BOTH OF THEM HAVE MY HEART-)
AGH!!!! WAILS thank you sm ly i feel,,, ,so loved,, ,im love,,, , my porble skeleboyfrwends,,, , /)/////(\;;
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dumplingsjinson · 6 months
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Okay. So. Um.
YEAH.
IDK. FUCK. WHAT IN THE SHIT JUST HAPPENED? I'm apparently not single anymore.
Let's just get on with it-
First stop: Photobooth. Nothing much happened here. (Gonna post the photo on my Insta story; asked him for his permission and he was like "That's fine.")
Second stop: Shopping centre. This was where things got a little interesting. We visited the Lego store his friend works at. Cat guy introduced me to his friend and him to me, and they started talking... And then his friend mentioned the BLACKPINK concert and how he missed it and that piqued my interest, and we started talking about the concert and everything, and then we go on talking about the TWICE concert as well. We were hitting it off quite well lolol. During all of that, cat guy was standing there like "Hello? Wtf?", all left out and shit (I feel so bad for that, but I was so excited to meet another BLACKPINK fan at the time kwjfewf.) Anyway, at one point, cat guy was like, "Okay, we're leaving. We'll come back soon."
(Spoiler: we don't go back. LMFAO.) We go to get lunch, walk around the shopping centre a bit... Then head straight to the car park. Thing is, the Lego shop was in like... Plain sight. I was waiting for him to take us back there, but he ignored it and we go to his car instead. I brought it up with him (once we were on the road), being all like, "Oh, weren't we supposed to go back for your friend at the Lego store?" and he was all like, "Oh, I forgot about that. We can go back next time".
SOOOOOOOOOO.
Me thinks someone's JEALOUS LKFNENWKF, but I could be wrong. Idk. I'm bad at reading signs. But he did seem a bit miffed when I was talking so animatedly to his friend about the concerts, sooo... Yeah.
We go back to his home.
(BTW, FINALLY MET HIS CAT. Mission accomplished!! And oh my God, she's the CUTEST THING EVER. She's so much smaller than I thought she would be and looked so soft and SFLKNWEKLFN I think I like his cat more than him AHAHAHA. (That's a joke btw, please don't cancel me-))
Stayed in his living room for a bit, then went up to his room to cuddle... And I'm there like, "Oh God. Do I talk to him now? Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I'll chicken out." My heart was beating out of my chest, and I started getting in my head again, and he was asking me if everything was okay because I was moving around a lot (I was stressed tf out lmfao) so I was like "Okay fuck it, we need to talk to him whether we want to or not" so I'm like, "So... There is something I wanna talk about with you."
And... The talk happened. I asked him where his head's at; where he sees this going. I told him I liked how things are progressing, and I wanna see how things continue to go with us. I told him I didn't want to rush things, though, and that I wanted to take it slow (mainly because I didn't want to put pressure on him, since I didn't know if he wanted more when I was asking those questions). And amidst all of that, I... End up confessing to him.
Straight up out here being like "I... Really like you. I don't think I've ever liked anyone this much before." Spilling my guts out and baring my soul to him while hiding my face in his pillow and tacking on an "I'm so fucking embarrassed" at the end of my longwinded gut spilling session, while he was laughing and shit lweknflkewnf.
And God. At one point during the talk, he was like "I thought we were way past this point a long time ago" or some shit like that, and now I'm like... So he had the belief we've been a thing for quite a while I was here stressing the fuck out? Granted, he did update his Hinge profile, which lead us to having this talk a lot sooner than I thought we would in the first place, but at the same time, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt for that one. Maybe he wanted to look for friends, and I'm solely basing that on one of the components of his Hinge profile, which I will not be showing lol. I didn't want to bring that up and look like I'm overanalysing everything, so I'm putting that past me lol. Done stressing about it.
(I paused all of my accounts when we parted and will probably casually tell him about it when we meet up next lol.)
Anyway, after that mfing mess of a confession, we cuddled some more. And then I was like... "Wait, so what are we?" because I'll be honest, I was still confused where we were at and wanted to clarify if we were exclusive (I didn't want to overthink it again and wanted clear answers), and he was straight up like:
"We're officially dating."
SO YEAH. AAHAHHAHAHHA.
Literally went from "I don't wanna rush into things and want to take things slow and see where this goes" to "We're together now, you dense piece of turd" in like less than 10 fucking minutes.
We cuddled even more, I'm telling him how much I like him, and he told me he likes me, too... And then it led into me being all vulnerable and shit (disgusting, right? How dare I-) and basically apologising to him for not messaging him a lot these days. I told him that I get really in my head when I like someone, and I feel like if I message them too much, I'm gonna annoy them. I told him I want to update him on trivial shit. I want to tell him things. But I end up holding myself back because I don't want to be overbearing. I told him I end up overthinking things and that leads me to not sending anything. I told him, "I don't want you thinking I'm uninterested, because I am. I like you a lot. Like fuck, I think about you a bit too much sometimes, you know?"
SO YEAH. JESUS. I think I deserve a medal for this courage lmao.
He ended up reassuring me and was like, "You can message me any time. Tell me about your day. I like when you do that, and I'll message you back when I can." (He reassured me again later on during the date, telling me how I can message him whenever, so that was really sweet of him.) So yeah... I promised him I'd spam him with Instagram reels, and also warned him about how I talk a lot over text, that's how I'm like with my friend, he's got a huge storm coming, and he was like, "And that's fine."
At one point, his sister's corgi (also the cutest thing ever) came into the room and came straight for me HAHA (I asked him if the corgi ever came into his room before and he was like "It's the first time this has happened" so I'm pretty sure it's because my monthly visitor was here and the corgi sensed that, which was why it came to me and didn't seem to want to leave me alone for at least 15-20 minutes. I read somewhere that's what cat and dogs do). It also peed on the floor so uh... Rip his carpet. 💀
Anyway, the corgi finally leaves, we get more cuddles in.
And UH. I guess it got a little steamy here? He was like... Kissing my neck and everything (prior to this, he was kissing my face and stroking my hair and all of the stuff he did during the last date) and AHAHAHA, when he stopped, I was all like "I like it when you kiss my neck" and this man... This man.
He took that as a sign (as he should) and kissed my neck even more, to the point where I thought he'd leave marks on my skin lmfao. Pulled the collar of my shirt back (I wasn't even wearing a turtle neck sweater this time so he was going DEEP lmao) AND AHAHA, when I say I was encouraging this behaviour by making all of these sweet little noises. I was sighing and moaning a little AND HE WAS TURNED ON BY THAT, LET ME TELL YOU THAT MUCH. (If him sporting something down there wasn't a sign-)
I was also holding onto the nape of his neck and everything; running my fingers through his hair; pulling him closer to me and tilting my head back for easier access and just letting whatever noise I wanted to make naturally fall out of my mouth and yeah... That definitely spurred him on. Had him all pressed up against me lmao.
(Fanfics have me LEARNING things.)
Tbh, I was lowkey worried he'd leave a mark there since he was just... Yeah, but he didn't so thank God. (But also, a part of me lowkey kinda wanted him to though ngl WELKFNEWKLNF, even though I'd have to hide it from my parents somehow lmao.
And well yeah, he was just being very affectionate like the last time, and held me so close to him and kept calling me cute (literally would not stop and I'd deny it and he'd be like "no, you're cute") and sweet and soft and saying I smelled good and wionlkwnef AHHHH I'M GONNA SCREAM. We kissed (cute lil pecks, just how I fucking love it) and all o' that.
We're about to leave for dinner, the corgi is circling me again and his dad had to step in and take the corgi before it left the house with me, because it kept following me around lmaooo. Kept sniffing my shoe and was preventing me from putting it on, so I was struggling for a hot minute, while cat guy just watched me struggle lmfao.
After dinner, I'm thinking we'd go back to his place (that was the plan) but his friend called and was like "Please come to the concert, we have a free ticket because our other friend couldn't make it" (that friend had called him about the concert before we went out for dinner and cat guy declined at first lol) so we ended up having to cut the date short so he could go to the concert because his friend really wanted him to go. He dropped me off and I hugged and kissed him before leaving BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE WHO ARE OFFICIALLY DATING DO, RIGHT?? WELKENEKLWFN.
IDK YOU TELL ME, DAMN.
So yeah. When I got on the train, he informed me that his friend's brother took his phone and said brother couldn't find his friend. That friend had his ticket, so he needed to come out to take cat guy into the venue... And he never came out (and apparently never replied to cat guy until after the concert) so that was a bit shitty. Cat guy ended up leaving after standing around outside, waiting for his friend.
So the date was cut short because of this guy, and I was lowkey saurrr disappointed because I though I could spend at least a few more hours with him before going home :((
SO YEAH. WHAT THE FUCK, MATE??
But yeah, basically that's what happened. And while driving me to the station to drop me off, he asked me when I was free next so... We'll be seeing each other pretty soon (in a little bit over a week or so?) so that makes up for it AHAH.
He messaged me and was like "We could've hung out a little bit longer :///" and "This entire thing made me so frustrated on the drive back home" welkfnewknf My poor guy :((((
So uhHHH, your girl is Taken, or some shit like that, idfk. At least I think I am HAHAHAHA, completely skipped the exclusive stage and went straight to "officially dating".
I'll probably stop with the updates lol, unless something significant happens. I'll probably make more prompts, too, but right now I need to sleep lmfao. SAUR TIRED.
(I already miss him and maybe I'll find the courage to tell him that later on, but right now... Nope. Lmfao.)
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cowboy-robooty · 7 months
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another day another divine vision. let me tell you about italys entitlement to love pipeline. so see italy loves to sleep around he loves da ladies da one night stands and most certainly aint about that commitment bullshit. it isnt out of malice or anything its just he cant really see the appeal hes like bruhhhh that is SO not worf it :/ blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... and like holy rome was when he was 7 okay that doesnt really count since when italy was 7 he also used to believe girls couldnt fart a lot of things were different at that time. but see i think italy is able to fall in love with germany despite his commitment issues because he also has a raging sense of entitlement. italy is the opposite and exactly the same as romano. romano is possessive as shit because hes the unloved brother that got nothing so when he gets something he hoards it to himself while italy is entitled as shit because hes the ultra loved by everyone child and always wins out in the end so he feels like he deserves everything at the end of the day. he isnt a bad guy but hes a bit of a spoiled brat to his core because of this since he can easily feel entitled to things after a while. and see italys love for germany hinges upon that entitlement being activated.
because germany is fully devoted to italy hes fucking obsessed with him he will and does do anything for him if italy asks him twice (sometimes thrice). germany will let italy ruin his life every single fucking day and still comes back crawling for more. hell be like italy this is the last fucking straw do NOT EVER fuck up my car again and the italy will destroy it literally the next day and germany will be mad for 30 seconds before sighing and going "well its okay. but im serious this time dont do it EVER aga-" **repeat for the next one million years**. and italy is very aware of this and honestly germanys undying loyalty and shit is why theyre able to stay together. because germany will always accept italy into his arms whenever italy comes running to him even if he also is sticking grenades into his back pockets and wiping his hands on germany's shirt while doing this he will always be like "... come here italy". and i think italy really realizes that germanys always going to take care of him wether hes on the losing side or not and even if hes with germany on the losing side everybody on the winning side likes italy already so theyre not going to really punish him fr so its overall better to lose with germany than win with everyone else since the winning side is going to make him actually do shit. Italys always with germany but if germany actually gave italy consequences depending on how severe these are he would actually leave germany rather than deal with them if he found it too much of a hassle to deal with. And this is how i believe their relationship is like for a very very very long time like for basically the entirity of the anime so far even like italy saw germany about to die and did not even grant him his last wish of smiling for him because he was like errrm! sorry dude but im looking out for me!
but i think this is able to morph into love because over time italy unconciously starts feeling entitled to germany. germany is so loyal and always there for him so hard that italy starts to feel entitled to this treatment because no matter what he does no matter how scum gong or batshit he can be germany will always see him as a perfect angel who could never have ill will (and only kills him out of incompetence) and welcomes him with open arms. italy starts to feel like germany is SUPPOSED to be with him. that it isnt right if germany isnt because italy is entitled to him already obviously and this is why italy starts developing jealousy and is like wtf germany is supposed to like ME most! Its unconcious and he doesnt really think about it too hard but his entitlement slowly grows over time and although it makes him be like GERMANY YOU CANT LIKE RUSSIA MORE THAN ME!!!! it still leaves him being selfish where he leaves germany to die by pictonians lol. the entitlement is able to morph into love though because it becomes so strong that italy one day realizes that hell feel so much intense discomfort if germany isnt by his side. he feels like germany is supposed to be with him hes supposed to like italy best and always pamper and spoil him and be obsessed only with italy and let only italy do special things nobody else can do. and it keeps growing until he realizes what he feels is love. because he realizes that there isnt anything he can think of thats worth more than his relationship with germany. he feels so entitled to germanys life that hes willing to give his own life up to keep their lives intertwined forever. hes willing to give up his freedom in exchange for germanys loyalty since now he cant see himself enjoying his life without it. its become such a common pleasure that its impossible to go on unless he has it. even if not being able to screw as he pleased will make him deeply unhappy, not having germany by his side would make him infinitely more unhappy. he might hate doing shit for people, but he would hate germany being hurt and alone 1000x more than how much he hates getting his ass up and doing him a favor. and THATS how italy realizes that he is so very totally in gays with germany chan forever since hes willing to do anything to keep him in his life and lucky for him he doesnt have to do anything except make their loyalty mutual. hashtag itager babywin!
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lewisthot · 2 years
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hate IV
summary: maybe being friends with benefits was possible  rating: 18+ words: 4.7k characters: lewis hamilton x fem!reader a/n: a touch of angst and fluff but mostly smutty, read the previous part here. also shoutout to @mauvecherie-writes for giving me great advice and writing tips.
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days had gone by without hearing from or seeing lewis not that you expected either, the hookups had been circumstantial. you wanted to text him to come over but you were still annoyed by the last time you saw him and the way he fled your flat the morning after, even after discussing it with your best friend you knew you had no right to be bothered but that didn’t stop you from being so. 
why hadn’t your friends planned something? you thought, if you were in the same room with him you could gage his vibe was he gonna go back to being super annoying now? you scrolled through hinge again and groaned, the options out there weren’t great and to be honest you were just too lazy, i mean lewis was right there. you decided you were gonna text him, maybe he was busy anyways and you were overthinking this situation for no reason.
y/n: hey, you busy?
you laid on your couch ignoring what was playing on tv as you awaited his text, he might not even reply straight away this is silly you thought. putting your phone down you tried to concentrate on the show you were watching.
lewis: yeah why?
that’s it? no hi you couldn’t help but be annoyed, maybe it was a good thing he was too busy to come over.
y/n: oh i was gonna ask if you wanted to come over but maybe another time
you may’ve been annoyed but you still wanted to fuck him, the things that mouth alone could do…you sighed at the thought. looking at the time you switched off the tv, it was a week night so it was bed time for you. as you were getting ready for bed you received another text from lewis but you didn’t realise, your phone was on sleep mode now - no more notifications. laying in bed reading your buzzer started to go off, wtf!? you assumed it was someone’s guest trying to get into the building you decided to ignore it going back to your book till your buzzer went off again. okay now you wondered who could be at your door at this time, you got out of bed grumbling you almost wanted it to be for you if you were being forced out of bed.
‘who is it!?’
‘it’s me, lewis’ he was hesitant confused by your angry tone.
wtf!? you sighed opening your texts and there was a text from lewis, you really needed to set your do not disturb to a later time you thought to yourself.
lewis: i’m not that busy, i’m coming over
‘oh, okay!’
buzzing him you looked at yourself in the hallway mirror, hair tied up in a ridiculously high bun, face way too shiny from the your skincare routine you felt but at least you were wearing a cute pj set. you frantically redid your hair into a more cuter bun but your face, it wasn’t too bad you thought lying to yourself but you weren’t going to wipe it off for lewis. then there was a knocking, it didn’t really matter how you looked now. opening the door you were faced with lewis.
‘heey’
you stepped aside letting him in, you felt awkward now he was in front you. was it just you? probably you thought, thinking back to the last time you saw each other you wondered if he’d been playing it over and over again in his mind like you had.
‘is everything okay?’ you were short with him over the intercom and now you were strangely quiet.
‘oh i never saw your last text, so i was in bed almost asleep because i thought you weren’t coming over’ when his face dropped you felt bad, sure you were tired but you still wanted to see him. ‘but you’re here now so you’re gonna have to make me cum before you can leave!’
‘that i will’
pulling off his jacket and shoes, you closed the gap between you both, wrapping your arms around his neck you leaned up kissing him softly. lewis wrapped his arms around you lifting you up kissed you deeply, you wrapped your legs around him all your anxious thoughts melting away and replaced with filthy thoughts of lewis. he his hands squeezing your ass as he walked you back to your room, your pussy already throbbing for lewis. unwrapping yourself from you both made quick work of your ridding yourself of your clothes, would’ve been quicker if you both stopped kissing each other but you just couldn’t resist those lips.
he was on top of you leaving a trail of kisses down your body, he pressed kisses on top of the fading marks he left days earlier he admired his work for a minute, you weren’t his to claim but at least the remnants of your time together was evidenced all over your body.
making his way between your legs, he smiled. ‘tell me y/n, you too tired to let me taste you?’ he pressed soft kisses along your inter thigh, nipping and sucking - he was gonna leave you with even more marks he thought to himself.
‘lewis eat me out already!’ he chuckled at the exasperated sigh you let out, diving straight in he licked a stripe through your folds, you were dripping wet already and he was lapping up every last sweet drop. he went from sucking on your clit, plunging his fingers into your aching hole to circling your clit and all you could was cry out his name.
you wanted to wrap your legs around his head but he had them pinned open, probably for the best you were so overwhelmed who knew how tight you’d lock your legs.
‘fu-ahh-ckk! i’m so close!’ you shuddered as he curled his fingers inside you. his hand on your stomach he could feel you start to tense, he watched as you writhed on the bed curling his fingers again hitting that perfect spot, he studied the way your face contorted and your body writhed with every move he made making note for the next time.
‘cum for me baby’
as he uttered those four words it hit you like a freight train and with lewis not pinning you down anymore you wrapped your legs around him arching your back. your body spasmed with after shocks as lewis continued to devour your pussy his nail digging into your stomach - he was relentless, hands pressed against his head you almost wanted to push him off but the pleasure overwhelmed you.
finally easing off lewis stroked your legs a sign to unfurl from him, he kissed back up your body to his was eye to eye with you. you held his face and pulled him in for a kiss moaning into it as you tasted yourself.
‘i needed that’
‘i am happy to be of service’ he smiled at you in a way that was proud, you couldn’t help but smile at his goofiness.
‘and that you were’ you kissed him softly, brushing his cheek with your thumb. ‘an orgasm is such a nice way to go sleep, i’d let you stay over but i need to be up early for work’
you tapped his chest, a sign to get off you and that he did albeit confused as you got up to go to the bathroom.
‘you gonna call an uber?’
you said it like it was a question but really it was a suggestion. you almost felt bad but you were genuinely tired and what’s wrong with a little payback in the process? i mean really it’s a weekday, you didn’t expect him to know much about you considering you weren’t friends but what did he think you did for work? really he should’ve used his common sense to not come over so late. you composed yourself before you left the bathroom and found lewis with his top back on.
‘it’s gonna be a few minutes’
‘okay cool’
‘you should probs get your shoes and jacket on’
‘you really wanna get rid of me’
you faked a yawn, ‘i’m just so tired, you know i have a 9-5 and it’s already past my bedtime’
‘i’ll remember the next time, even though you messaged me’
‘no next time don’t bother to come over sunday to thursday after 11pm and friday and saturday whenever’
‘should i start scheduling in advance too?’
‘you know that’s a great idea!’
‘you’re definitely doing this to punish me’
you rolled your eyes, he was right but he didn’t need to know that. ‘why would i be punishing you?’
‘because you’re annoying’ but what he really wanted to say was because i hurt you. he could feel you putting this wall up between them, the consequences of the last encounter but you of course you acted casual.
you reached out pulling him from his trousers. ‘and yet you still fuck me’ you traced your fingers down his crotch feeling his bulge.
he narrowed his eye. ‘stop’ he grabbed your wrist to pull you off but he couldn’t you felt too good, you were stood in front of him still naked which god did he find so hot and no you were teasing him. he sighed biting his bottom lip. ‘well you’re the one missing out on multiple orgasms’
all you could was roll your eyes. ‘shut up’
he was weak when it came to you, he grabbed your face kissing you deeply. you were thankful he was wearing sweatpants, grabbing his hard cock thru the material you gave him a good squeeze. it only spurred him, pressing you against the wall harshly. his uber long forgotten his mouth as all over you, you pulled his trousers down, his cock springing free you pulled away from his lips salivating at the sight. he smirked as he followed your eyes down to his cock, you were breathless and biting your lips, your eyes filled with hunger and without much thought you sunk down to your knees.looking up at lewis you gripped his cock taking him whole in your mouth, you needed him now you didn’t have the patience to tease him. swirling your tongue around lewis gripped your hair with one hand and the other against the wall for support. usually so vocal lewis was still processing the way you dropped to your knees and took him whole, no teasing he was trying so hard to not cum already.
‘fuck, you’re such a cock hungry slut aren’t you?’
you nodded humming in agreeance, the vibrations causing lewis to let out a loud groan his grip on your hair tightening. he so badly wanted to cum in your mouth, he didn’t need to fuck your face for you to take him whole and gag you did it all on your own you really were cock hungry but he wanted your cunt even more. pulling you off, you whined leaving your mouth wide open tongue out drooling you thought he was playing with you, waiting for him to thrust back in to your mouth he just took in the sight for a moment, it pained him to not you were so willing and then he noticed your hand in between your legs. so focused on his own pleasure he didn’t even realise you were touching yourself as you blew him.
‘you touching yourself? you can’t wait for me to fuck you? impatient slut’ his voice hoarse and breathless. ‘up’
you obliged his hands still gripping your hair he practically pulled you up, about to lean in for a kiss he tugged you back instead taking your hand and tasting your sweet juices.
‘lewis…please’ he was in control in this moment as you waited for his next move he chuckled, feeling your sense of urgency and want, he was desperate for you too but he couldn’t help toying with you ever so briefly.  
‘come on’ he said it so smugly that if you weren’t distracted by lust you would’ve rolled your eyes but instead you practically dragged him back into your room, pushing him onto the bed.
straddling him you sank down onto his cock, he let out a loud groan with his arms wrapping around you and fingers digging into your back.
‘fuck!’
he kissed you roughly and passionately, his cock twitched at how quickly you sank down on him - no teasing, so desperate for him. you trailed kissing up and down his neck and collar bone nipping and sucking along the way.
you were in control now, rocking against him, bouncing up and down. letting you control the pace, his mouth finding your breasts, hands going from gripping your hair to groping your ass to rubbing your clit. the room was filled with the sounds of your pleasure and your bodies slapping together.
he was close now and done letting you control the pace, he grabbed both of your arms behind your back with one hand and the other on your waist he started to thrust up against you.
‘you’re just the perfect hole’
you cried out in pleasure as slammed into you, you were completely at his mercy. he thumbed your clit as he held you down on his cock reaching his peak he let out a noise that could only be described as a cross between a moan and growl as he filled you up with his seed.
‘lewis…’ his name out in a cry, you were beat and a second orgasm wasn’t necessary.
‘come on baby, give me one more’
you held his face kissing him hard and he furiously rubbed your clit, not holding you anymore you bounced up and down his still hard cock but as you lifted all the way off you felt his cum drip out. you pulled away slightly looking down between your bodies.
‘fuck’
he groaned as he watched his cum drip out of you, he never got tired of it and when you slid back down and fuck his cum back into yourself he was sure he was gonna cum again.
it felt so filthy but the look on lewis’s face sent a shiver down your spine and it finally pushed you over the edge, a string of curse words following. you collapsed your head onto this shoulder as you reached your climax, he stroked your back muttering a mix of curse words and sweet nothings into your ear as you clenched around his softening cock. your body was like jelly now lewis gently pulled you off and laid you down as he cleaned himself up before cleaning you up. he grabbed his clothes and yours that had been strewn around, if you weren’t cold you probably would’ve fallen asleep naked so you were thankful when lewis handed you your pjs, you pulled him into bed as he did so not giving him the chance to wonder if he should call an uber again.
he pulled you into his arm, playing with your loose strands of hair, his fingers dancing along your skin. ‘not mad at me anymore?’ his voice was light but teasing.
‘i wasn’t mad at you’ you sounded so meek you didn’t even believe yourself, refusing to make eye contact and looking directly at his chest.
‘sure, so trying to kick me out earlier was what?’ he rolled his eyes, he didn’t believe you one bit but if you didn’t want to tell him the truth he couldn’t do anything about it. you were closed book, hard to read.
‘okay i was a little mad at you’ you admitted, your chest felt tight not wanting to have this conversation.
‘why?’
‘i didn’t like how you left the other morning, it was rude. i thought we were past that.’
‘you’ve been so hot and cold i figured you’d changed your mind once you woke up. sometimes you’re so hard to read, i thought i’d give you an out. i mean even tonight, you play these games…’
you sucked in a breath, the anger bubbling but you bit your tongue catching yourself before you said something you’d regret.
‘fair enough’ you shrugged your shoulders, when you really thought about it he was right. ‘you could’ve said that instead but you know maybe we’re just not destined to be friends’ you joke trying to lighten the mood, ease the lump in your throat.
‘or we could apologise to each other and start on a clean slate?’
you winced, your face twisting into disgust. apologies and you were like oil and water, they didn’t mix.
he chuckled rolling his eyes at your antics. ‘i’m sorry’
you took a deep breath. ‘i’m sorry too’
‘wow i think that’s the first time you’ve ever apologised to me’
‘and now the last time’ he shook his head chuckling as he pulled you into a kiss, he almost rolled on top of you there was unexpected intensity. you arms around his neck, you kissed him back passionately but make out your eyelids felt heavy and now closed you were sure you’d fall asleep lips still attached to his.
you bit down on his bottom lip tugging gently. ‘okay i seriously need to go to sleep now’ you pressed one last kiss on his lips before untangling from him and turning around. you wanted to spoon like last time except you didn’t have to ask him he just wrapped his arms around you taking your hand in his.
‘you know there’s this thing called weighted blankets’
‘well i have you and the cost is sex so a much better deal’
he chuckled stuck on the words i have you, pulling you in even closer.
‘good night sweetheart’
‘night’
you smiled as he stroked his thumb softly against your skin you doing the same along his forearm, it was soothing and intimate it felt so natural to be in lewis’s arm like this, soon enough you fell into a deep slumber.
— x —
your alarm ringing you stirred, quickly reaching for your phone to shut it off before it woke lewis but you hadn’t been quick enough, lewis stretched out his arm finding you were still in bed. scooting up behind you he pressed soft kisses into your neck.
‘wasn’t that your alarm?’
you groaned your eyes still shut. ‘shh go back to sleep’
lewis chuckled squeezing your waist. ‘get up’
‘i’m working from home today i just need to be up by 8:50am, i’ve got 45 minutes’
as you pressed yourself against him that’s when you felt it, his hard cock. you were tired but you couldn’t ignore it you shifted back slowly grinding your ass against his crotch.
‘y/n’ he groaned nipping at your ear his hand running under your top to grab at your breasts.
your eyes still closed, you moaned his name your mind still hazy trying to shake off the sleep it was like you were in a dream like state. you twisted your head placing your hand on his cheek and capturing his lips with yours, lewis hands finding themselves in between your legs he groaned when he felt how wet you were. he ran his finger’s lazily through your folds, you were so responsive to his touch repeating his name in breathless moans, begging and pleading for some relief every time he pressed on your throbbing clit.
‘i didn’t satisfy you enough last night, you’re insatiable’ he pulled down your pjs and underwear, you shimmied them off the rest of the way. his hand running over your ass giving them a good squeeze. you were too sleepy to reply, you just sighed with pleasure as his hands explored your body.
‘lewis please’ your pleas were like music to his ears, begging before he even begun the desperation in your voice made his cock twitch it only willed him to satisfy you even more - give you what you needed from him.
he slowly pushed into your waiting hole, groaning as you stretched out around him but still so deliciously tight. he was slow and gentle as he rocked against you, it felt so good you needed gentle at this time but you felt so frustrated wanting more.
he wrapped his hand around your throat as you whined. ‘you’re such a needy little slut, be a good girl and be grateful or i’m gonna use you like a hole’
you moaned chewing on your bottom lip, you shouldn’t be so turned on at the prospect of being used and not cumming but when lewis degraded you it just made your pussy throb and your nipples harder.
‘you gonna be a good girl?’ you nodded as he pulled you on top of him and started pounding up into you. ‘i wanna hear you say it’
‘ye-yesss lewis, i can be a good girl’ his hand rand down your body, playing with your clit whilst the other hand squeezed your breast and pinched your nipples. you arched your back, rolling your hips with every thrust, your cries of pleasure getting louder with every thrust enveloped in the pleasure he was bringing you. he brought his hand back around your throat rolling back on to your sides again he grabbed your top leg and lifted it up to get a deeper angle slowing down his pounding to deep thrusts again, you wanted to whine again but you wanted to be a good girl more.
‘you’re taking my cock so well baby, good girl’ you keened at the praise, clenching when he called you his good girl.
‘you like when i call you a good girl, you like it better than being my pathetic slut’ you moaned turning your head round trying to kiss him but instead he held your face and sped up his thrust - hard and deep. ‘answer me’
‘i-i like both’ his nose bumped against yours but still wouldn’t quite kiss you teasing you.
‘you greedy little slut’ he kissed you harshly growling into the kiss, you brought this animalistic side out of him. his peak nearing and wanting to cum with you, he focused on circling your clit, the way you rolled your hips to meet his thrust becoming less fluid and broken.
‘lewis’ his name barely above a whisper, more a breathy moan. he quickened his pace, giving your throat a squeeze before his splayed his hands over your chest.
‘come for me baby, i can’t hold back anymore’ he pounded your tight cunt as he went over the edge spraying the walls of your pussy with his hot cum. you cried out in pleasure followed by an incoherent string of words as you fell over the edge your body tightening and shaking as your orgasm ripped through your body. you both laid there panting trying to catch your breath, hissing as lewis pulled out. he got up and cleaned himself off but when he walked in your were sprawled out on the bed on your side eyes still shut like your were asleep except cum dripping out you - a sight he would never grow tired of. he wanted to clean you up but you looked so peaceful.
‘y/n?’
‘yes lewis?’
‘nothing just checking you didn’t fall asleep and wondering if i should clean my cum running down your thigh’
‘no don’t’ you grabbed your phone and looking at the time it was 8:30am, you still had time for a quick shower. ‘i love how it feels’  you finally opened your eyes, getting out of bed.
‘i’m gonna shower but help yourself to anything in the kitchen’
you were in and out of the shower and not because of work but you didn’t like the idea of lewis having free reign in your flat but maybe that was because you would’ve  had a nosy around. you threw on cosy clothes and walked out to find lewis drinking a tea sat on your couch, you walked up from behind you planed your hands on his cheeks pulling his head back and planting a quick kiss on his lips, he smiled against your lips if he didn’t have a drink in his hands he would’ve pulled you into his lap but as quickly as you kissed him you quickly walked away into your kitchen.
‘you sure you don’t want to eat something before you go? because i do have vegan shit’
he chuckled. ‘i’m good’
‘why are you sitting in silence?’ the silence made you a little uncomfortable, why you don’t know maybe it was all a little too domestic for you.
‘well i’m leaving in a minute’
you plopped beside him with your cup of coffee, he wanted to pull you in but you grabbed your work laptop switching it on.
‘so am i going to see you this weekend?’ he was talking about a night your friends had planned, you still hadn’t decided if you were coming. ‘you can come back to mine after’ you hadn’t slept over at his yet, you didn’t really like sleeping over at others preferring the comfort of yours.
‘maybe’ you started to think about it when you realised the logistics. ‘wait, i can’t come back to yours half the guys are gonna end up staying over at yours’
‘you can stay over too?’
‘i’ve never stayed at yours, they’ll think it’s weird’
‘no they won’t’ he didn’t sound confident at all when he said it which made you laugh.
‘you really want me to stay over huh? and you call me the desperate slut’ he rolled his eyes pinching at your side playfully as you continued to laugh.
he grabbed you pulling you on top of him. ‘if i wasn’t leaving—‘ you silenced him with a kiss, finishing his sentence in a mocking tone. ‘you’d show me what desperate slut i am?’
‘you’re so—‘ again you interrupted lewis. ‘annoying?’
‘stop finishing my sentences!’
‘stop being predictable!’
he poked at your sides, you were ticklish and as soon as he realised he went for it. you squirmed trying to escape but lewis had a tight grasp on you.
‘stop!’ you cried out between your giggles.
‘you’re gonna stop being a brat?’
you ignored his question, you were stubborn like that. you let him tickle you, laughing so hard your abs were sore till your phone alarm started going off, thank god you thought - it was 9am.
‘let me go before you get me fired’
you were obviously being dramatic laughing as he stopped. you got off him and sat back down beside him grabbing your laptop. he grabbed your mugs taking them to the kitchen. ‘oh you can leave them’ there was no point in telling lewis so, he was anything but impolite of course he washed both of your mugs.
‘so saturday?’
‘okay it’ll be our friendship debut so when i stay over no one will care’
‘friendship debut?’ he looked at your incredulous.
‘yeah, after your slut shaming jealous outburst you took me out to dinner to apologise and we had a great conversation about how you can be a better feminist ally and we sorted out all our differences and realised we could be friends!’
‘seriously?’
‘what? that sounds totally believable, you know you really didn’t make it up to me. count yourself lucky you didn’t get my feminist rant’
‘i apologised!’
‘eh whatever don’t you remember when you made cum twice on your couch? you should give me a triple orgasm’
‘is that even a thing?’
‘well let’s find out! you know if you can handle a double header, you can handle a triple header’ you raised your eyebrows and gave a little wink before bursting out laughing at your silly joke.
‘omg you’re such a dork, idk why i ever cared about your date’
‘hey! you slept with me an hour ago’ you slapped his chest playfully, you breezed past this date comment a little part of liked that he cared enough to get jealous but you didn’t want to interrogate that right now.
‘but i didn’t realise what a dork you were’
‘and now you know doesn’t it make me cuter?’
‘yes it does’ he grinned leaning down and kissing you softly.
in the midst of this conversation lewis had ordered an uber this time he paid attention and it was close by. ‘well my uber is coming’
once he put his shoes and jacket own you set your laptop down walking him to your door. ‘well, i’ll see you saturday’
he held your waist as he gave you a kiss and it wasn’t a quick peck, he slipped his tongue in kissing you deeply, you felt dizzy and weak at the knees. ‘bye y/n’ as you closed the door you brushed your fingers along your lips, dazed.
you were distracted for the rest of the day, you must have picked up and dropped your phone a million times going back and forth on wether or not to text him. you decided against it, you were gonna see him in a couple days anyways and besides, you texted first now it’s his turn. you shouldn’t be thinking about him this much you thought to yourself but you chalked it up to your neurotic mind, not anything deeper. saturday couldn’t come fast enough.
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Trigun Maximum 6.2
Okay, okay... I shall take a tumblr-break until I finally catch up to the bookclub and finish the other two pieces for it. Mmmmmaybe... We'll see how strong my determination is
04: Death Omen
*looks at the frontpage, sees Knives* I mean, the title of the chapter is not untrue.
Auditory overstimulation… I feel you, Knives. (Never thought I would write that) But it gives you the feeling that Knives is so close to lashing out. When was the last time he was in such a mass of people? July? And current Knives is so much more unhinged than July-Knives, and even that dude was already off the handle.
Conrad, Conny. YOU have no right to be that stressed out. Knives being alive is YOUR fault. You gave him a new body. Hell, you are the reason that Vash unleashed the angel arm in the first place. 
Elendira… just there for the slaughter. Girl, I wanna dissect you. (affectionately)
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Comparing to the other towns we have seen, this one looks really big! *looks how the chapter progresses* Oh… Oh NO! NIGHTOW!
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Me, when I get to talk to someone about Trigun. I am the opposite of hinged.
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And explanation why Vash was especially wanted for the murder of Vasquez. As a plant engineer he was pretty important for the continuation of the human race. At least this Conrad does not seem like… well… *stares at Stampede* *stares harder* Someday I'll make an OC that is German and kicks him in the nuts and asks him if he didn't learn anything from the past... Someday... *whispers*
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*looks back to Trigun Ultimate 1* Yeah, 50 plants still seems a bit steep, but not that steep anymore. Also, ewewewewewew, that looks like they produce big pieces of chicken breast. Just imagine a fucking raw chicken breast plopping out of this cloaca-like apparatus
Does Knives reach out to hurt plants like Vash does? He seems to be in the city for his dying sister. That shows at least some kind of care for his kind, more than he has spared to Vash. Then again, Vash has the ability to say no. Knives cares for his sisters. I overread it in my first readthrough. They don’t have a voice and they don’t have a choice, but he cares for their physical wellbeing. That is more than I assumed. 
Well, at least Knives is okay with Conrad experimenting on him. Yay for Conrad having consent from ONE of the twins he experimented on? Weeee?
What is the timeline here? When did Conrad join Knives? He still looks like in his 30-40s. So he has to be 190 years old now? How? Knives got to Conrad before July and after parting from Vash. Why does Conrad realise that Knives is beyond sanity just now? Knives was a big player for the July-catastrophe. Conrad was there. If Conrad didn’t… make a new body for Knives, Knives would be gone. All of what happened since Jeneora Rock is partly Conrad’s fault and it starts to dawn on him just NOW?!
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Whatever happened, the researcher holds the plants in high regard. He is grateful for her service. And he is right with pointing out that humanity’s situation forces them to exploit the plants. But they are also just delaying the inevitable. Less plants means more stress on the living plants, which leads to more plants dying. The only resource for anything is plants. Humanity is on their last legs. Then again, could the plants even survive without the humans? It is a symbiosis that has lost its balance.
How has Knives never heard of last runs before? Like, dude, you feel when your sister is in bad shape. WTF?!
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Does Conrad know that Knives caused the Great Fall? Knives is one of the main reasons WHY his sisters are exploited. He is one of the main reasons that humanity lost so much knowledge and technology that they do not know how to care for his sisters. There is nothing to forgive. Knives has to eat the bitter consequences of his actions. Not that he is able to.
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YOU COULD HAVE JUST NOT GIVEN HIM A NEW BODY?! With that in mind, this whole betrayal just falls so flat for me. 
But like Rem, Conrad is dealing with regrets. That’s why he wants Knives to have a normal life. That’s why he offers to stay with him, in a way sacrificing himself to Knives. This Conrad here is a much softer man than the Stampede Conrad ever was. This does not absolve him from anything. But this man at least tries to take some responsibility for his actions and how they affect others. Something, something, repentance/atonement. Well, except for Vash. Conrad says “Fuck Vash”
Knives cares about Vash. It is twisted love. He doesn’t care for Vash as a person, but there is some care in him. He doesn’t want his brother to die. He wants his brother to shut up and run after him like a mindless drone, praising Knives and thus erasing his insecurities.
Yeah, not gonna lie, this chapter really was death omen like...
05: Colourless Expression
And the frontpage shows Vash smiling. Man…
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Milly is so good with kids! So cute!
But the content is also important. Too much colours causes everything to become grey, too many things happening, cause even the strongest person to break.
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I love the page. Vash does his best to keep up his facade, but he is starting to crack. His companions start to realise this. They see his depression.
I kinda wanted Wolfwood to preach in the church. Gimme more priestwood. q-q For having faith, hope and guilt such an important part of his character, we do not get much of it.
Going to church to receive some kind of forgiveness. But christianity is more about guilt and sin than true forgiveness, at least how it is preached. The only person who can forgive Vash is Vash himself. But he has been a martyr his whole life, he will never forgive himself. Loss, guilt and punishment makes him. The scars on his body are there for that very reason. Vash even tries to atone for things he didn’t cause, like losing Rem. And now one important detail was ripped from him, the detail that made him different from Knives. Having killed in anger, be it by pointing the gun towards Knives while losing control or actively shooting Knives and losing the whole of July as consequence.
And the next page counters Vash’ true face with the face on the wanted poster, the face he uses for people around him. That’s harsh.
Is that Ozzy Osbourne?!
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And ruined meal Nr.4. Let WooWoo eat in peace! Though, his annoyed faces bring me life. I giggled like a little girl at this. This is one of my favourite scenes. Let this guy have some peace, please. (I will come to regret this sentence.)
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Thank you! I am terrified. This is sinister.
Alcohol! 
Vash is pretty dependent on alcohol and this scene drives it home. Vash is seen sleeping drunkenly more than once. We see him eat alone with a full bottle of high percentage alcohol next to him. Heck I went through the volumes, even in the first chapter at his introduction he ate with a full bottle of high percentage alcohol next to him. And there are more than a few panels of those meals. There is one scene in the first town, where Vash fakes being drunk. So it is open to interpretation if he reaches his breaking point in this volume and his coping habit becomes dangerous or if he has been dependent on alcohol before remembering July. But Vash can become drunk and he has not the ability to sober up by plant biology. He becomes sloppy. If not his senses/reaction time, then at least his control over his plant powers. Like we see soon.
Wolfwood… We don’t see him drink as much as Vash. Or *I just went through the volumes* We don’t see him drink over excess at all. *stares at ‘98 Wolfwood* You are the reason why I think he drinks overly excessive, too! There is one scene where he has a beer can at his side when eating. Then the second nightmare scene, where he did not even open the bottle, though the shot glass was filled. And he does not open it even after leaving the pub. Begs the question, why? Does he use alcohol purely to socialise with others? Or is he too aware of him having less control over his body/himself when he is drunk and is scared of losing that control?
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Everything becomes grey. Vash is unable to see anything good right now. He only sees his pain and how nothing makes it better. The old granny has no reason to forgive him. But he doesn’t need her forgiveness either. But Vash is not there, he may never be there.
But Vash, honey, you look like this to others, because you constantly mask like this. Even your friends aren't wiser than the common folk. If you bottle everything up and swallow everything, no one knows what you really look like, no one will see your pain or help you address it. Meryl wants to help you, but you blocked her off, as you did with Wolfwood and surely did with Milly. This is a hell of your own making (not considering the random people but Vash' personal relationships)
And then the loudspeakers bring all back down to Knives. Knives is the reason for Vash’ pain. And Vash is less and less able to avoid him. He has to confront him soon. But all is grey.
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I don’t get that scene. That can’t be Vash that shoots. Is it Wolfwood? Is that why he is angry? Because he has to jump in for Vash again?
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And there it is. Maximum grey, Vash at a lowpoint. (Don’t worry, that’s not the lowest :3) Sloppy due to being drunk and being unable to control his power. Though it saves his life.
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As much as Vash is latently suicidal, I do not think he only shudders because of the uncontrolled outburst of power.
He is also scared of himself. Meryl, too. Not only Vash reaches his low point, Meryl reaches her breaking point, too. And I can totally feel with her. Wolfwood tried to talk to her, but it was about saving her hide not about what she lived through. Milly is there for her, but I did not see them talking or reflect upon what happened. And Vash? As if. Meryl is alone with her pain like Vash. She is rightfully afraid and now her body forces her to start and take her own mental health seriously. And rightfully so, til this point she was about Vash and his pain. But her pain is right there and rightfully so!
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That’s how group mentality works. No one is interested in the truth. No one cares about Vash. He is just othered.
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Just ouch. At least Wolfwood tries to comfort Vash? In his very... Wolfwood-way?
06: Seeds voyaging to the stars, a world inside a pot
Oh, it is flashback time. I hope we get something to smile about.
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Yeah, Elendira is right. Now Knives is a rat in a corner. Those are dangerous.
Just, damn, girl. Elendira is the kind of nihilist that is like: The world burns and I make smores. She has no real care for others, she is not affected by the end of humanity, this is a game for her to watch. If humanity survives or not, she doesn't care, she just wants it to be interesting.
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I didn’t get that it was such a clean cut that it reflects like a mirror the first time reading this.
There are so many bulbs of plants left, just sitting there. Considering their importance, why is no one recovering them? Eh, most likely Vash and Wolfwood were there too quickly for the scavengers to have made their presence known.
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Former street kid Wolfwood knows grifters and has no patience for their money grabbing nonsense.
Does Vash realise that the echo represents Conrad? Or is it just a random dude that his brother angrily kills in front of him? But Vash immediately connects their sisters death to Tesla.
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Is that Rem talking or one of the twins? But anyway. “Mood”, says the formerly autistic child that learned facial expression due to Sailor Moon.
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I… dunno. Vash is so very aware that he is not Rem’s kid, that he is different. He is distanced even from Rem. This is not a mother-child relationship at all. More like weird roommates that you try to teach being responsible people at the same time. 
Vash is thankful for Rem’s care, but his thanks reads so much like he assumes she will reject them every second, like he is that different. (So accidentally autism coded.)
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Rem did so much in that year. She was truly thrown into a situation that no one could prepare her for and the twins… She was not ready for this.
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Vash is so aware of their differences to humans. He is so distanced from everyone. And here is Knives, cute, naive and hopeful. Makes me sad
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And that’s why you need parental advisory. No kid should watch these kind of things! The little fears and doubts Knives has get just blown out of prorpotion like this. He is left alone, thinking, and that never ends well with someone anxious.
Oh, hindsight is 20/20. Knives looks sus, but only if you know.
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magicalgirlcult · 1 year
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Huh. So thoughts on Halloween Ends under the cut
I will say I loved everything with Laurie. Idk man maybe she’s just a gilf and I’m in love with her but Jamie really acted her heart out for her last role and it was pretty emotional to see her finally get her resolution after 40 years
Everything else tho? Wtf. Corey was so fucking annoying and lowkey had everything that was coming for him. Like yeah okay I get killing the kid was an accident but he still knew there was a kid RIGHT outside the door and knocking the door off the hinges would,, you know HURT him even if it didn’t kill him. Ik there’s gonna be a bunch of people simping for him but idc he’s gross and gives me school shooter vibes. I came to see dilf Michael not this soggy twink. The cheers in the theatre when Michael finally put him out of his misery we’re immaculate
And Alyson’s character was all over the place. I can’t even put my finger on it but she felt more like a device to move the plot then an actually character who’s feelings are consistent and make sense. Idk maybe I’ll rb later when I can place it
Literally most of the movie could be cut and everyone would be happy
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squirrel-fund · 1 year
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Hey Auds! How are you doing darling? Any headcanons on your mind?
ANON XX!!!!
I'm doing well, sweetheart! I'm writing a lot, but unfortunately, when that happens, I tend to shut myself off from going online. So, I'm creating, I'm happy... I'm just a bit distant lately.
Anyway... that was not your question lol
Okay! Headcanons! This one was brought on by a powerful storm we had here a few days ago, and it got me thinking about our Mickey.
I reckon he absolutely HATES thunderstorms. Not because he's scared of thunder or things that other people might fear when a storm is on the horizon, no, Mickey hates what happens within the walls of his childhood home when it storms. They say, when it rains, it pours...
I imagine when it stormed in the Southside, all the Milkoviches were forced inside the family home, and you can imagine the scrutiny all the kids must have faced if Terry was out of prison. I'm sure that's how that fucked up "game" they all played with the Nazi Knife was born... during a thunderstorm. Because what else can a piece of shit sperm donor do to entertain his children?? Throw a damn knife at them, obviously.
I also assume Terry took these moments to search the kid's rooms. For cash, pills, guns, shit he could possibly sell. I'm honestly surprised Mickey had a guitar, like wtf, I bet someone stole that quickly. Course, it was probably stolen anyway.
I bet Mickey tried to lock himself away in his room but that was a bust because 1: The bathroom was in Mickey's room until they apparently rearranged rooms in the house and B: I guaran-fucking-tee that Terry did not allow locked doors in his house. I can literally hear this conversation:
Terry: *kicks in bedroom door* "Don't fuckin' lock my damn doors!"
Mickey: "It's my fuckin' room!"
Terry: *most likely uses violence against Mickey* "Do you pay the goddamn bills?! This is my fuckin' house and I'll rip every damn door off the hinges if I want to!"
Mickey: "No one pays the bills here... s'why we don't have water! Or heat!"
Then Terry's like, "You want water?!"
And he drags Mickey outside, in the storm, and shoves him down into a puddle. (Puddle doesn't sound very menacing but I believe it would be)
Then, of course, Terry trashes Mickey's room looking for shit he wants. Probably rips Mickey's drawings off the wall too and calls him a pussy because "drawing is for girls."
Mickey has probably sacrificed himself many stormy days so that Terry won't feel the need to visit Mandy's room. It honestly breaks my heart to imagine a little Mickey picking a fight with Terry just so his sister is safe.
Okay, enough of that because it makes me sad lol
But now... well, now Mickey finds that he kind of likes stormy days. He can draw in the living room while his husband reads. They can shut everything and everyone off, just spending their entire day warm in their bed, wrapped up in one another. And it's not always sex either. Sometimes, they just nap or other times they just talk.
They discuss their favorite shows together, or maybe they discuss upcoming birthdays and what they think the person would want. Sometimes Mickey has setbacks, tho. A nightmare or just a flash of a memory while he's brushing his teeth, but it's okay because he'll never have to endure that life again.
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claracivry · 2 years
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Ok so I watched all of Fate season 2 and here are some thoughts under the cut to avoid spoiling anyone!!
Gonna make this a compliment sandwich of sorts, so start with some things I like, then things I didn't like, then back to things I like
The sheer amount of Sky angst holy shit this guy had a nice day with his girlfriend and then had to watch his house and childhood memories go up in flames; he had some drinks at a bar and then had to fucking kill his own dad; he was taken hostage and used as leverage, he died for a bit and he had to let his girlfiend go to some unknown realm. Like holy shit that's a lot of sadness, it's like the show went "we hear you like Sky angst so here's some"
We got some Riven and Terra backstory and a couple of scenes with them!!! Now that any weird romatic nonsense is sorted they can go back to being nerdy besties yes good
We got a lot of Beatrix screen time and she even made a friend and although I don't love her ending I like that she was there and she was developed a bit more than just "fun side villain"
On that note Andreas being worried for her and willing to do anything... Amazing incredible woderful
Ok some things I didn't like
Do they need to be teenagers? Some of the actors are clearly much older and you could just change the "you're just a teeenager" for "you're still so young" and there's literally no reason for Alfea not to be a magic college.
The music was a bit overbearing at times like not each and every emotional scene needs a pop song that loud my dudes
Some of the clothes were atrocious. All those layers, like why?? Stella's and Musa's clothes were sometimes comically... not.
Silva gets shot with arrows but he's okay?? No. We want some pain and some care booo also Riven was attacked offscreen?? wtf where's the pain
The new Ben Harvey and Sam didn't need to be there that much. Like I guess they needed to end the Samusa arc but... meh
OKay back to the good stuff
Bloom obliterating Rosalind??? Absolute greatness, you go girl, being hinged is for the weak
Saul Silva. In general. He shouldn't have lied to Sky but he's so dad shaped and pretty I love him
Also Riven in general. He's a bit of a fuckboy, but he's a good guy. And every interaction he had with Sky was so precious like they're so banter best friends I love them
Stella defending Bloom at the trial and defending Beatrix throughout the season. Defensive girls defending girls!!!
Terra's llittle "let's go lesbians let's go!" speech in the last ep was adorable
Ok, I guess I'll allow Rivusa. I like the "he helps you train and you become closer slowly". I like that (now) they seem to respect each other.
Just in general I like a show with this many female characters with their own personality traits and shit. And also magic!
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rhinozilla · 2 years
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I’m a dumbass (affectionate). Here’s today’s example.
So on the way home from work I made an impromptu trip to the local grocery store to pick up a few things to make buffalo chicken dip tonight, because I was having an intense craving for it. I park right up in the front row, and I walk past a car that looks similar to mine, but I have buffalo chicken on the brain, so I don’t retain any of that observation (foreshadowing).
I go in, grab only what I need, and check out. I come outside, open (what I think is) my driver’s side door, and the door pops. Like “something wrong with the hinge” pops. I close the door and take a step back and look at it. The entire driver’s side fender on (what I think is) my car has been scraped and bashed in, extending all the way to the door, hence the popping.
Now, back in November a semi backed into my car while I was in it, and it took until literally May to get parts in and get my car fixed. So I’m staring at this damage and thinking “are you FUCKING serious? I JUST got my car fixed.” I walk right back into the grocery store and speak to the manager there, tell him I think someone scraped up my car while backing out, and request them to review the security footage.
They pull up the footage, navigate around to the time stamp and...I see (what I think is) my car pull up with the pre-existing scrape/bash damage, and some stranger gets out of (what is clearly their, not my) car. I immediately realized that I had mistaken their car for mine. I hadn’t gotten any farther than opening the car door and hearing that pop. If I had taken one tenth of another second to assess, I would have noticed the different interior, license plates, etc.
We reach the point in the footage where you see my dumb ass walk out, open the door, pause, stare at the damage, turn in a confused circle, dramatically sigh, and then waddle back into the store.
ANYWAY. So I point this out, and the manager walks out with me to make sure that my actual car is okay. Sure as shit, my car is parked literally two spots down from this other car, untouched. In my defense, it is identical in color, make, and model. Against my defense, it had distinctive bumper stickers and the damage was clearly rusted and did not happen that day.
We laugh at the misunderstanding and averted crisis. I apologize for taking up the manager’s time, and I leave.
So I’m currently riding the high of an emotional whiplash...from “woohoo buffalo chicken!” to “WTF is that sound?” to “oh, you’ve got to be FUCKING KIDDING me” to “dammit, I JUST FIXED THIS. Now I’m going to have to file a police report and do this all fucking over again” to “Oh...I may be stupid” to “oh thank god, what a relief” to “woohoo buffalo chicken!”
If had a nickel for every time I’d mistaken a stranger’s car for mine in a parking lot to the point of nearly getting inside it, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that’s happened twice now.
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Hey bestie boo, sorry I died for a bit, school is killing me, but anyway I’m getting ready to fly my ass over to you to knock some sense into that boy,,, you do deserve to treated like a princess and rn he’s just Prince Charming, not my boy shrek like you deserve (loyal as fuck and would do anything for Fiona)
-🍋
That’s okay I also die a little frequently but I am glad you’re here and glad you have my back!! <333333
I’m actually going to take this opportunity to talk about my boy woes because for some reason the world has it out for me and what’s the point in having a tumblr if I don’t overshare on here
Firstly, this time last year I matched with a guy on hinge and it was beautiful, the only time I’ve ever caught feelings for a guy on hinge 😚🤌🏼 but then he GHOSTED me but now he works at the uni trivia me and my friends go to every week and we both always make awkward eye contact before we immediately turn away and avoid eye contact for the rest of the night but I hate him he made my go psycho and I DONT respect that
But that’s like nothing compared to everything else !! Because last month my Aunty was trying to set me up with this guy who we are family friends with and I love his mum and his sister and his mum and sister were trying to set us up as well and he seemed keen but then nothing happened and I was sad because I was there for it and long story short I did some manifesting that something would come from it two nights ago but really weirdly what I manifested to happen with him actually came to fruition with this guy that the ask is about!!!! And I am delulu and I’m like this is a sign that he is the love of my life right? But I’m also delulu and haven’t given up hope on the family friend 🙏🏼
Anyways but THEN!! My manifesting definitely did SOMETHING because I went out the night after and two boys came up to ask me out 😭 one of the guys at the party I was at said if he could go home with any girl it would be me, the boy this ask is about snapchatted me to tell me I was cute (wtf?) a boy I went to school with told me I always look so pretty and beautiful (all the time) AND my best friends brother snapchatted me to tell me that if I’d let him he’d fuck me (that’s crazy right?) (also less notable but a boy I used to go to school with matched with me on hinge but he was like too cool (derogatory) for me at school and I honestly think like life or death he would not know I went to school with him and like I wish I could go back to tell year 7 me that one day he will match with me)
So yeah he definitely is acting like a Prince Charming but I think it’s going to be okay (if I keep manifesting?)
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