#im so down bad its insane

[lullalbee]

✰ Shared Thoughts ✰

A Francis Mosses x GN!reader, chapter 1

Warnings: Gets steamy but no smut, no pronouns for reader but afab anatomy is used, francis calls reader ‘darling’, he also pleads for like one sentence ik you guys like that, not proofread <3 this is so bad and so self-indulgent i'm so sorry

Word Count: 1.7k

The tenant grumbled, barely keeping open your tired eyes, latching onto your ID and entry request as you waited for your turn to be interrogated just so you could be let into your own home. For a while, you thought the precaution was stupid until you experienced a “code red” for yourself. Typically, you were amongst the last to arrive at the apartment building, considering you worked late nights, almost every night. You didn’t mind it, really, as you had lots of free time living alone, so that meant you were home during the early hours of the day when most tenants had left and wouldn’t return home for a few more hours, and by that time, you’d be gone yourself.

You knew today would be especially tough entering the building, as you were called in to work suddenly, so you couldn’t put in a request in time to be put onto the list for today. Once it was your turn, your trudged along to the window, passing in your papers through the metal slit.

“Why aren’t you on the list?” The doorman asked, brows furrowed, clearing searching for any signs the tenant was a doppelgänger. “Got called into work suddenly, wasn’t able to put my name on the list.” You explained, voice as monotone as ever. The doorman nodded, checking over a few things and making a phone call, before finally letting the tenant in.  You gave a small thanks, grabbed your papers back, and walked through the door. Sighing, you stepped into the elevator, ready to press the “four” button.  As you stepped back against the elevator, all your thoughts and anxieties began surfacing, most of them being of doppelgängers. What if the doorman let in one, killing us all? You didn’t doubt their abilities, but the thought always crossed your mind, with how often the alarm went off.  The elevator stopped with a ding! on the second floor, letting in another tenant of the building, Francis Mosses. 

You thought of yourself as fairly close with Francis. A lot closer than the typical tenants are with the others. You two enjoyed each other's company, giving small hello’s as you passed by, small talk exchanged whenever he’d deliver the milk you’d ordered. There were a few times, as well, where you hung out at the other’s place, your shared exhaustion over your careers being a driving factor in the start of your friendship.  Now and then, in the pits of night, you found your mind drifting to the thoughts of Francis. How his bicep flexed as he lifted up the milk carrier, his button-up shirt tightening ever so slightly around his arms and elbow, leaving little to the imagination. Or how his sensual, monotone voice sent shivers down your spine.  But your relationship was purely platonic of course. These feelings would never be acted upon nor would they be reciprocated… “Hello…? Earth to Y/N?” You were snapped out of your thoughts as the familiar voice filled your ears.   “Huh? Oh, sorry…” You mumbled, chuckling awkwardly. “Just.. tired from work.” I was totally not thinking about you… You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks, both out of embarrassment and just from him looking at you.

“Mmm… Okay…” Francis nodded, albeit suspiciously. You prayed he didn’t notice the blush, and if he did, won’t say anything about it. Hopefully, he was up for as much conversation as you were at the moment… God knows what you would do to just lay down and take a nap right here. You both stood in awkward silence, avoiding eye contact before Francis got off on the next floor. You breathed a sigh of relief, mentally berating yourself for allowing that to happen. Once the elevator stopped on your floor, you bolted out and headed immediately to your apartment. There was always something so eerie about the hallways that made you want to be in them as little as possible. You struggled a bit with inserting your keys into the keyhole, but eventually, they implied and allowed you in. Closing, and locking, the door behind you, you breathed out, not even aware you were holding your breath.  You looked around your apartment, everything in the same place as it was before. Good. No doppelgängers have been in your home. The apartment was rather small, but that’s alright since you were the only person here. It was cozy that way. Trudging through the tiny hallway, you made it to your room, changing out of your work clothes and into some more comfortable ones. Immediately, you plopped down onto the bed and began drifting off to a dreamless sleep.  …Was that the sound of the phone? Well, it’ll be alright…

After what felt like only a few minutes, you heard someone knocking at your door, rather quickly. Begrudgingly, you sat up and got out of your bed, combing through your hair with your fingers to try to smooth down any bed head that developed in the small frame of time you were sleeping. You stood up, attempting to make yourself slightly presentable. Making your way to the door, you glanced at your rotary phone which sat on a small table next to the couch. You paused for a moment, wondering if the ringing you heard was real, but shrugged, assuming it was nothing.  You looked through the peephole of your door, spying the one and only Francis Mosses, at your door. He wasn’t in his usual milkman garb, but rather some common, everyday clothes. Quickly, you unlocked your door, opening it to greet Francis. “Oh, hello.” You gave him a soft smile, cocking your head slightly. “Are you off the clock?” “Yeah, my uh- my shift ended not too long ago.” He swallowed, nodding. “Wanted to check on you, you seemed real exhausted earlier.” “Well, you did just wake me from a life-saving nap, but that's alright.” You quip, giving him a smirk as you move out of the doorway, allowing him in.

“Oh, I’m- I’m sorry, I can go–” “No, no.” You shake your head, furrowing your brows. “Stay, please.”  He smiled at you, seemingly relieved you didn’t let him go. Internally, you were screaming, he never showed up to your apartment unless you had a pre-planned hang-out session, or he was doing his rounds, delivering the milk.  “Do you want anything? A snack, or…” You ask him, walking towards your tiny kitchen.  “Oh, no, that won’t be necessary.” He said in that monotone voice that made your knees turn to jelly. Francis went and sat on the couch, you following close behind. “I, uhm.” He began, looking away. “I wanted to talk to you… I’ve been, thinking a lot. Since we talked in the elevator.”  Oh fuck, he’s so creeped out by me, isn’t he, you panic internally, but barely manage to scrape together your composure. “Oh- I’m sorry, about that I–” You started before he interrupted you.  “I’ve been thinking about… you specifically.” He gulped, causing your heart to race. “Now, you can slap me if you think I’m creepy or anything, but I’ve thought about just us in general for a while, long before the elevator. Y/N, I–” He grabbed your hand, looking you in the eyes, his own clouded with infatuation and something else you couldn’t quite make out. Before he could finish his sentence, you cupped his cheek with your free hand and kissed him with so much desperation your teeth clinked together. He was taken aback by this, not reciprocating, causing you to panic and think you misread the situation so you pulled back, breathing heavily. “Fuck, did I- Did I fuck that up? Oh my god, I’m so–” He cut you off with a kiss of his own, holding the back of your head with his hand, keeping his grasp on you as he kissed you with a lot more passion and less desperation than the first. Immediately, you kissed back, snaking your arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss.  He broke the kiss first, to catch his breath. You smiled at him, letting out a small laugh. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that.”  “Oh, but, I think I do,” Francis smirked, eyes darkening. “I’m a lot more perceptive than I think you realize. I’ve seen the glances you’ve stolen.” This caused you to blush and cover your face, burrowing into the crook of his neck. He maneuvered his head to give you a small kiss on your own, still smiling. “It’s cute, ‘loved knowing at least one person was paying attention to me.” He chuckled as you raised your head, still blushing fervently. He leaned in for another kiss, but this time it was much more needy, resting one hand on the nape of your neck and the other on your hip. Your hands entangled themselves in his hair, pulling your bodies as close together as possible. 

“I’ve thought of you, so many nights.” You whispered between kisses. “Trust me, me too, darling.” Francis groaned, biting down on your lip. You decided to tease him and keep your mouth closed. In turn, Francis snaked the hand on your hip up under your shirt, causing shivers to be sent up your spine, as you moaned into the kiss, which Francis took as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring every crevice he could, mapping and memorized the sensation.  You tugged on his hair, causing a moan from him to vibrate through you as he explored the inside of your mouth, your arousal growing further in your core. He cupped your breast through your bra, causing you to break from the kiss for a moment and moan his name, him looking at you, pleadingly, for consent to go further. You gave him an over-enthusiastic “yes” just before you kissed him again, but before either of you could continue further on, a loud ring ran through your house, coming from the doorbell. Whimpering a little, disappointed you had to pause your wonderful makeout session with Francis Mosses, you stood up, smoothing out any wrinkles on your clothes. Heading towards the door, you ponder over who it could be. You knew you shouldn’t have any visitors today, and you certainly weren’t close enough with your other neighbors for a surprise one. As you leaned up to peek through the peephole, all you were met with were eyes just like your own, a face sculpted just like yours, with the most sinister smile plastered on. It was your doppelgänger.

#francis mosses #thats not my neighbor #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses x you #i need this man carnally #im so down bad its insane #this is also so bad and so self-indulgent #also cross-posted on ao3 #tnmn #milkman #milkman x reader

[sincerelyverena]

i love irish men i wish barry keoghan was real

#barry keoghan #saltburn #oliver quick #eternals #im so down bad #its insane

[enden-k]

taru, somewhere in the waters for who knows how long after he broke out from underwater jail, possibly reliving abyss trauma or smth, while fontaine is about to be flooded :

"yea hell be fine"

my bbg falling and scraping the entirety of his ass in a tournament :

#i rewatch the scene and THE INSANE FEELINGS I GET GAAAAAAAAH I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF HIS BRUISES AND CARE FOR HIM #HE HAS BAD POSTURE AND BACK PAINS AND IS IN HIS THIRTIES HE DEF TWISTED SMTH HE DIDNT EVEN KNOW EXIST AND CRY ABOUT GETTING OLD even tho he #never did so before bc 30 is not old at all but still young but its rather the realiziation that he indeed is getting older and feeling it #so its settling in and giving him a crisis he accidentally got himself into when he was just meaning to whine about his bone pains and #haithams just looking blankly into the camera before he continues cleaning his cuts and scrapes and tells him to calm down and stop fussing #and then kaveh eventually calms down from the entire tournament and the fall and brainwash attempt and the thing about his father and sees #that his reaction rlly was just piled up from everything that had happened today and just got out over smth as trivial as some aching bones #(and prob a twisted knee or smth) #im rambling its my mushy brain #i should focus on doing the trial LMAO #babbles #genshin tag

[urproblematicfav-arsonk]

I want to write a long ass staticmoth backstory fic just to do a joke where Vox tries to hypnotize Val and because Val is so baffled in the moment that someone would try to do that to him, he goes along with what Vox told him what to do. Later Vox tries again to hypnotize him but this time Val doesn't react and when Vox freaks out about it Val says "don't tell me you didn't know whores are faking it all the time lol"

#val is such a fake bimbo and i love him for it #he is 100% way smarter then anyone gives him credit for #he ain't as smart as he thinks he is cuz pride but he isn't stupid #he just does the bimbo thing to get ppl to lower their guards #someone called val a himbo once and im just??? #no he's a bimbo. those are 2 different things like how final girls and final boys have completely different criteria #the rest of the fic would just be val sa'ing his coworkers to get a leg up in the club he works at and then physically abusing vox lol #i wanna do a character study on val so bad #no one ever does evil characters justice #its always 2 dimensional 'aaa im evil bad guy >:))) no hobbies or complex thoughts only bad' and never anything else #val likes knitting and holding people down against their will he's complex and insane he contains multitudes #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel vox #voxval #staticmoth #fic idea #proship

[p4nishers]

i have read every post order 66 fic under the sun and i can confirm they all vaguely start like ep3. they all DEFINITELY have cody deflecting at one point or another. very suspicious. u wanna tell us sumn dave? wanna share something with the class??

#NEED to know if he reads codywan fics in his down time #honestly he totally would so to completely avoid duing anything remotely pleasing for us so thanks for that #seriously keep em coming im frantically rereading all of them for the 9348th time and its not funny anymore im going insane #someone read 'tell me no tales' and talk about it to me before i've to be admitted im so so serious i just started my 8th reread #commander cody #codywan #obi wan kenobi #star wars #the bad batch s2 #clone wars #the solitary clone #order 66 #tbb #tbb s2 #dave filoni #post order 66 #ao3

[b4kuch1n]

tdov was like a week ago already but I just wanna say when I came over to vacation slash help my sworn brother move flat he told me, "ever since you said you wanted to get top surgery I've been thinking about it. it's straight up number two on my bucket list"

#bakuspeech #number one is a house bc obviously. if u can own a house wouldnt u #he was very drunk at that time of the evening. I was not bc I have the constitution of a hot air balloon and any stimulant will blow me up #(relatively new development. france fucked me up big time turns out) #we held hand on his bed for like the whole evening. it was honestly very funny in hindsight but we were extremely earnest in the moment #and Im like. working on this thing as well. I dont got meds or therapy lmao Im bootstrappin here #but yeah early last year his bf offered to get me meds and I... turned it down... I think I was worried abt like. idk. something #but one year past looking back Im fully like that was a stupid move you shouldve gotten meds. youve once again fucked urself baku #but yeah with that kinda realization Ive also come to realized I've somewhat? accepted. that I'm just gonna be. like this #this in light of a number of likely chronic stuff too (hence my balloon-like constitution lmao) and #that's kinda bled into the rest of me without me really noticing #but him bringing that up fully unprompted... kinda jolted me out of it #its just. really incredibly sweet. that someone doesn't want me to settle for what I make do with #and like. preps for that work. just kinda held my hand and told me it's possible to do this actually #I didn't really express how I felt very well in that moment I think my brain is very bad and I process emotions with like a day of delay #but. well. Im thinking abt it Right Now. so yknow thats the kind of impact that had on me lol #not super sure why I wrote all this down here really. I think I just want a good n nice reminder that object permanence is real #and I exist in my friends' life even when Im going insane in a hole by myself #and with the power of friendship we can alter the universe's plan for ourselves and also kill god #that's that. anyways I eat lunch now and then pass out probably. last night was... eventful lmao #but!! very good things on the horizon hopefully. well manifestly we hold hammers and we use them #have a good day lads. let's go out and slay monsters under a highway

[anonymocha]

I CANT SLEEP IM PRAYING SO HARD THAT KAALAA BAUNAA GETS A SKIN ON 1.8 PLIS PLIS PLIS PLIS

#idc about ms newbabel voyager 6 shamane medpoc IDC #PLEASEEEE KB SKIN AMEN #down so bad it got me clenching my hands in prayer #DEAR GOD: IT WOULD BE SO CUTE #Ok but an Eternity skin will be ok too #BUT KB SKIN???? Artagqhhwjwjj3jehhhj))))))))))))) #dear lord please let your silly little lesbian win for once #mochats #modownbads #MB I FORGOT ABOUT JESSICA.... #i also dont care about her GIMME A KB SKIN (i do care) #its almost 1 am dear lord help me #captain o captain your disastrous dyke is going insane #i bought roaring months just for her #if it isn't too much then a Baby Blue skin will also be appreciated i love her sm my daughter #priority skin wishlist: 1. kaalaa baunaa naturally 2. eternity because of course 3. baby blue because baby 4. medpoc bc i kin #im literally. disintegrating. pls give kb a skin omg i beg #what if i pretend idgaf abt kb skin so it will come for real....

[good-beans]

Who was gonna tell me that Yonah FUCKS !!!!!!!!!

I finally sat down to watch it and sudddenly realized why it made people so upset with Kotoko -- it's "get the audience's ass" pt 2 (part one being Baptism of Fire)

What an Incredible, Precise, Scathing commentary on the public's view of punishment. On how we treat "justice" in the news when it's two parties we don't know. On how hypocritical we want justice but don't want our actions to have any consequences -- we want it to be done but we don't want it to be our fault. She makes a HUGE point about people ignoring mental stress and only feeling bad when people are physically suffering. Before getting attached, people did want the prisoners to get hurt and feel remorse. In real life people are constantly wishing pain onto wrongdoers so they change their ways.

She's making excellent points, as well as the voice drama overall emphasizing the fact that it's the right thing to do to get attached. She's 100% correct, but by framing her as a villain, Yamanaka encourages the audience that we should care about people. We should find out about everyone's lives and get attached before making judgements about them. This project remains about human understanding and love and I am amazed.

And from a character perspective, I just loved her view of the situation! I was worried from the bits of the vd people were posting that she was just going to be painted as a flat, villainous character, but she's so so deep. I love a character who will get their hands dirty to make a better world for the innocent characters they care about. And her speech when hugging Es really revealed how much that burden weighs on her. She isn't violent for fun. She doesn't enjoy it. But her heart is so broken by a world of injustice, she will take on this painful responsibility since she has the power to and others don't.

#milgram #yonah spoilers #finally sat down to listen to the whole thing and im going INSANE #its so fucking good #(i think it sucks she was going to beat up amane dont get me wrong but) honestly this really made me like kotoko so much more #she has a very keen eye for the way society works -- though shes only aware of the bad things which is where her mindset fails #she doesnt realize the good that attachment and forgiveness can do #but damn if she didnt speak the Truth about how people treat punishment and are hypocrites for calling her out on her attacks #AHHH #i was scared to watch it since i thought it was all going to paint her poorly but im so glad i finally did #kotoko yuzuriha #rose rambles

[panncakes]

here's what I feel happened with last twilight; they wanted to tell two different stories. reconnecting with an old love is a gorgeous idea and adding the re-adjustment of no longer being disabled to it could definitely work. that doesn't work as a random end to a story that has been all about growing together, seeing past prejudices and learning how to accept living with a disability however. it's not like you can only tell ONE disability story. if you want to show different experiences that don't work together in one show just make two or more shows (or add more fleshed out disabled characters :)).

#last twilight #last twilight the series #i've just seen the first part of the episode and im so annoyed bc the concept isnt bad!! #but it just isnt mhokday and it isnt last twilight #and its such a shame!! #im not even going to comment on mhok tricking day into walking with him and then letting him stumble down the stairs #bc he doesnt want to blow his cover??? insane writing choice wtf #also by telling more disabled stories that highlight different experiences you will never get the issue of presenting a happy ending as; #disabilities need to get fixed

[mathlann]

Warhammer/Marazhai brainrot has me so fucking stupid.

#me ranting all day: #but the consent is what makes the murder-fucking hot! At! Every! Step! #(remembers murdered crew) well okay consent between /him and the RT/ is important #Scary Elf Pain Frenzy or no the fact that you can say “nah” even mid-murder high is nice! #and it doesnt even necessarily feel OOC for that happen cuz of why he's even doing this #the fact that he waits until the RT /reaches for him/ in the first Feast even after the yes #he wants them to say yes and want more until they either meet his level or give up and feel bad about themselves cuz like Drukhari and all #and like iirc the only time he gets upset @ the RT saying “no” is after the branding but thats more like #a personal “why are you divorcing me” upset and he still doesnt like touch them or hurt them or anything #like idk are you getting what im putting down? #i like that the messed up Murder Elf likes and /wants/ the RTs sign off on every step of the romance and its nice #but also this is a Drukhari and all of this is done on a pile of bodies so what the fuck am i talking about yk? #insanity! why am i blabbing about this #marazhai aezyrraesh #<-for finding later

[yugocar]

not to overstate things but truly my vilain origin story is the number of people who seem to think that 'what are useful ways to interact with visual art' is not a complex conversation that's lasted for centuries

#i've seen so many posts about this when it comes to literature but the vast consesus on this site and often of it #is that visual art is just meant to make you feel things and therefore that same conversation is IMMEDIATELY elitist when it comes to visua #*visual art #i know thats a take people have for literature is well dont get me wrong #its just that i've seen a lot more people defend the importance of critically interacting with litearture than with visual art #where because of capitalist art instituions that represent conceptua and modern art #people go down this insane route of -> conceptual and modern art is inherently elitist and bad -> therefore thinking about art is actually #elistist and bad #????????????? #NO #okay im done #i should just go back to posting about art theory #make some more posts with 2 notes about it #make a lil basic 101 art theory through the ages #logs #gen art tag

[jaeyunluvr]

@karinasbaby 😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃

#found this vid on instagram guys #haechan #crying rn #im so down bad for him its actually insane

[half-bakedboy]

Helicopter by Maisie Peters is THE bucktommy song.

Babe, without me, you are just so defenseless From motorbikes and girls who might try break your heart So I'm pretty sure that I should make you breakfast And then I should never leave the front seat of your car You are important, so of course it maddens me When you're nonchalant about your own mortality Please be more careful when you cross the road You're a perfect arrangement of rickety bones So forgive me, if I hover close I'm a helicopter 'cause I love you so Oh, bare with me Darling you should know I'm a helicopter 'cause I love you so It's not interfering if you can't be trusted To treasure that heart like I do Your sense of danger is antique and rusted And mine's razor sharp, oh, when it comes to you When you wait for a train, don't cross the yellow line Don't run with scissors and don't text and drive Call me the minute you get to your dad's I'll be worried all night and I won't wanna ask

#bucktommy #911 #911 on abc #911 spoilers #kinley #kinkley #i sure got teary over this on my drive to work #i just-- #im so down bad for them its actually insane #but also tell me im wrong?!??!?!? #i wasnt going to include all the lyrics but... #theyre all so accurate

[pineappical]

I’m literally obsessed with how you draw Ted and Trent they’re sooooo ✨ can I ask how you learned to draw anatomy bc I’m in love with how you do it

THANK YOU!!! also ive never taken any classes/lessons for art so most of what i draw is just a whole bunch of "fuck it we ball" and VERY heavily referencing images ive collected by roaming pinterest (cringe) and whatever..

^like that for example

its mostly a trial and error and some drawings never even survive the hard sketch part but it honestly just boils down to drawing the same guy over and over and over for like. 50-70+ drawings now HELP?

#id say ''like ted lasso. training makes perfect'' but honestly ive just been down bad for him for months now and its still going strong :-/ #i wish i could explain this better BUT MAN. I DONT KNOW HOW IM DOING THIS EITHER </3 LMAOOOO #pn.ask #all i can really say is the best way to get better at a thing is to go completely insane over it #i like ted lasso. i like drawing him. i want to draw him better. i end up drawing him over and over and over and slowly improve thru that #CHRIST I HAVE.... HOW MANY TED LASSO DRAWINGS NOW..???? HELLO? #id show a better example with drawings that isnt actually just a redraw of a screenshot but i delete my refs from my canvas the second i #finish the lineart so like :"-] #edit: im going to reach a hundred lasso drawings if its the last thing i damn do

[skitskatdacat63]

Deeply unwell 2 am behavior when I blast Closer on repeat and download Fernando pictures 🫠

#this song reminds me of Fernando tbh #i think he would like it #but also so incredibly down bad #we need to talk more about 2011 fernando my fucking god!!!! #his hair is like. driving me insane. #and i came across a pic which is literally exactly like one of the boss outfit pics from the other day #and yeah god he truly aged like fine wine #BUT 2011 FERNANDO IS JUST SOOOOOO!!!!!! HE HAS SUCH LONG FLUFFY HAIR ITS SOO!!!!!!! #also funny side note in a lot of the pics im looking at he has the precursor to the ferrari chair(the stool) #i wanted to start drawing a fernando thing and as always have gotten dragged into staring at pics #catie.rambling.txt