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“ you fit every stereotype ”
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username22 IS THAT A HEAVEN SENT LYRIC??
→ username7 she said dont get too attached but she attaaaaached to me
yourusername you joke too much it’s not her fault if she can’t tell 🙄
→ lhughes_06 no i don’t 🙄
→ yourusername LITERALLY YES U DO
→ lhughes_06 OK THEN I’LL PROVE IT
→ yourusername FINE
→ lhughes_06 FINE
→ colecaufield couple fights
username46 he really crossed out her name thinkin we wouldn’t know exactly who he was texting 🤣
missseraphina omg stoppp i didn’t know u were gonna post me
→ lhughes_06 that’s mb
trevorzegras damn moosey ur a player
→ lhughes_06 nah
→ markestapa he only got one girl on his mind and it isn’t this one 💀💀
→ lhughes_06 fr markestapa
luca.fantilli don’t tell me hughesy got the girl before i did
→ lhughes_06 bro u were never gonna get the girl
→ mackie.samo his girl****
→ lhughes_06 yeah my girl****
→ luca.fantilli damn i could’ve sworn she wanted me more 🥱
→ yourusername don’t instigate luca 😑😑
→ lhughes_06 my girl yourusername
→ yourusername no moosey 🙄
→ username65 HIS GIRL?!?!?!?!
_quinnhughes don’t get too cocky now little buddy
→ lhughes_06 i’m taller than u.
→ _quinnhughes u got lucky
→ lhughes_06 IN MIDDLE SCHOOL MOM SAID I WAS TALLER THAN U WERE WHEN U WERE 12
→ jackhughes but mom also said she loves quinn the most so we know she lies to us sometimes
username37 which girl does luke even want
→ username24 lil drizz obv
→ username5 seraphina!
→ username98 trick question none
username22 ARE THEY TOGETHER OR NOT ITS KILLING ME
→ username37 i think luke and jamie’s sister are talking rn
→ username81 but i thought he was talking to that seraphina girl
dylanduke25 thought u and her were official after that third date
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→ edwards.73 DONT SAY THAT SHIT
→ adamfantilli DUKER 😭😭
→ lhughes_06 IT WASN’T A DATE
→ jackhughes DATE?????
→ trevorzegras DAMNNN MOOSEY
→ rutgermcgroarty DUKER WHY WOULD U SAY THAT
→ jamie.drysdale um what.
→ _quinnhughes i did not know about this HELLO???
→ _alexturcotte not one not two but THREE dates.
→ markestapa YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE JUST MESSING AROUND lhughes_06
→ lhughes_06 WE WERE ITS NOT SERIOUS
→ mackie.samo didnt think u were gonna treat a rebound like that fr
→ colecaufield wtf
→ luca.fantilli cmon luke u can do better than this
→ yourusername what do u have to say for urself lhughes_06
→ lhughes_06 she and i were just messing around, u know how i feel 🙏
→ username16 SHE KNOWS HOW HE FEELS???? WHATTTTTT
username57 luke is literally my quickest method of finding drama
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→ lhughes_06 bro 💀
lhughes_06 and tell them who drove you there too while you’re at it
→ yourusername still don’t feel like it
→ _quinnhughes thanks for reminding me u owe me gas money
username24 MY GORGEOUS GIRLLL
→ username18 LUKE’S*** gorgeous girl
username67 barnaby’s fault for breaking up w this stunning woman frl
username22 dryshughes is back 💪
→ username2 war is overrrr
rutgermcgroarty mackie broke his phone but he wanted me to say U FINALLY POSTED URSELF
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→ mackie.samo my phone got fixed and i would never obsess over my friend’s girl 🙄🙄
jackhughes he’s giggling
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markestapa wtf did u to do luke and why did he come back all red and blushy
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→ yourusername DON’T LIE
→ jamie.drysdale EVERYTHING? lhughes_06
→ lhughes_06 everything
→ yourusername NO TF I DIDNT
username23 they my mom and dad fr
→ username89 theyre not even together 😭
_alexturcotte so fancy
→ yourusername wore the dress u bought me just for this occasion 🥰
→ jamie.drysdale u spoil her too much 😒😒
→ _alexturcotte no i don’t 🙁 jamie.drysdale
→ jamie.drysdale she says she wishes u were her brother instead.
→ yourusername NO I NEVER SAID THAT (if turcs was my brother he wouldn’t spoil me as much)
username30 i’m in lovee ❤️❤️
edwards.73 okay lil drizz go get ur man
→ yourusername shut up
adamfantilli just caught him openly staring at your post
→ luca.fantilli yeah i think his jaw dropped when he saw she posted
→ yourusername mhm.. i’m sure he did
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sooo dryshughes is back and better than ever (kind of) HOW ARE WE FEELING??
i missed my babies too much to strip them of such love butttttt they’re not getting together just yet 🤭🤭
also i feel like it wasn’t that clear but the first post was entirely just luke and seraphina pics.. and u may ask why? bc he messes around too much 🙄
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#luke hughes fanfic#luke hughes fic#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes x y/n#luke hughes#quinn hughes#jack hughes#cole caufield#alex turcotte#trevor zegras#jamie drysdale#mark estapa#dylan duke#ethan edwards#mackie samoskevich#rutger mcgroarty#luca fantilli#adam fantilli
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Get him back!
trevor zegras x reader, jamie drysdale x reader, part one of the suneater au!☀️
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Warnings: asshole trevor, cheating mentioned
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Y/n “Peach” L/n had met Trevor Zegras last summer while visiting her parents in Michigan. She was sitting in a tall barstool, simply people watching, when the tall blonde boy tripped over his own two feet and landed on the floor right in front of her. “Damn so people really do fall for me huh?” she said with a cocky smirk on her face, and an even cockier one appeared on his. “Yeah totally my plan of action here,” he said with a laugh, “I'm Trevor.” Peach reached her hand out to help him off the floor, “Y/n, but everyone calls me Peach.” Looking at her Trevor could probably tell why, her hair was the color of a ripe peach, “I'm guessing that has to do with the hair?” he questioned. “Partially, also because I grew up on a peach farm in Georgia.” So that’s where the accents from, he thought. “Well Peach, I’d love to buy ya a drink.” With the smile widening in her face, he already knew her answer would be yes.
Two months after that the fighting started. On their nights out his eyes would wander from his girlfriend to the other women in the bar. His ego didn’t help either. One night Peach was finally fed up with it and started speaking her mind. “You know it really sucks you scour for other women when I’m literally right next to you.” She scoffs, throwing her keys into her side table by her apartment door. Instead of feeling ashamed he just let out a small chuckle. “Babe I’m a professional hockey player, I’m 6’2, and I mean, come on, you’ve seen my body. Why wouldn’t I look when I could get anyone else I wanted.” Peach could feel the tears brimming in her eyes but she blinked them away and turned around. “For fucks sake, your ego is bigger than you dick I swear, and that’s saying something. Also Trevor, your height is literally public record, try knocking two inches off that.” In reality the relationship should have ended with that conversation, but he was so much fun to be around. Sure she thought his friends were weird for encouraging his behavior when they knew he had a girlfriend but when they’d go to parties and not come home until the early hours of the morning, all she could think about was the fun they have.
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After every fight Trevor had a way of making up for it. Whether it was getting her nails done, new shoes, a new bag, or some jewelry, it was always something expensive but never something thoughtful. After she caught him cheating she should have called it quits. But the next morning on her beside table sat a plane ticket to France.
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Peach had finally had enough when winter turned to spring and called it off after an argument about Trevor trying to get with her friends. Everytime she thought she missed him she’d just remind herself of all the shitty things he did to her. She didn’t know if she loved him, and she wasn’t sure if it was hatred or embarrassment she felt, but one thing she knew for sure was that she wanted to get him back. She wanted to make him jealous, make him feel as shitty as he made her feel. She’d see pictures start to pop up in her Snapchat memories and it’d make her miss him and she’d get upset but the sadness and longing never overpowered her need for revenge.
Many letters and long winded texts had been drafted but never sent when she’d miss the way he kissed and the jokes he’d tell her that had her clutching her stomach with tears in her eyes. Peach would pour her heart out and almost hit send or put them in the mailbox when she’d see her friends' faces in her mind, because they all knew what he did. They all knew he’d continue to do it.
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When Peaches ran into Jamie while getting coffee they sat down and caught up, one coffee meet up lead to two, which lead to three times a week. After a month of them meeting up three morning as a week Jamie had a proposal, “Go on a date with me, a real date. Not morning coffee but a nice dinner.” Peach really wanted to, she really did, but she wasn’t going to ruin a friendship. “Peach, you said you wanted to get him back right? This is the way to do it. Make him jealous, make him feel embarrassed.” Her heart was beating a mile a minute, “Jamie, I do actually like you, like romantically, you know that right? Like this wouldn’t just be a ploy to get back at Trevor, I’m in this for real.” Jamie’s face lit up, “I’m glad we’re on the same page then.” “Well then Drysdale, pick me up Friday at 6.” Grabbing her bag she wakes out of the coffee shop, sending him a grin over her shoulder.
When Jamie showed up that Friday he had a giant bouquet of flowers in hand and a nervous look on his face. She was stunned, Trevor never got her flowers, hell no one had, but here was Jamie. Standing outside her door with at least $200 worth of flowers in his hands. The night was great, full of teasing jokes, blushes, and a sweet kiss at the end of the night.
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Vatic - Prologue "Portrait"
Series Description : The youngest daughter of Alicent Hightower and Viserys Targaryen lives her life to her mother's will, treading lightly to always please her. Y/n lives to her mother's rules, and when she chooses to make her own decisions, that she knows go against her mother, they have disastrous consequences.
Chapter Description : The queen discovers a portrait of a long forgotten Targaryen princess.
A/n : This prologue is related to an old fic I wrote back in 2018/2020 that is available on Ao3. You do not have to read that entire fic in order to enjoy this one. You could even skip the prologue if you wanted. This chapter was super self indulgent lol. There will be a different version of this pic on Ao3 that has many more illusions to my old fic ( but it will be an original character rather than an x reader )
Warnings : None in this one I don't think.
Pairing : eventual Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader ( cannon typical targcest idk what to tell you )
Word Count : 2.4k
“Beautiful portrait,” Y/n commented, stepping up beside Samwell, his toddler son also admiring the portrait, while little Samwell was likely off with his mother, Gilly.
Samwell jumped a bit at her sudden appearance. “Apologies, your Grace, I didn’t know you were here.”
Y/n shrugged and shook her head, resting a hand on her swollen stomach. “Don’t apologize. it is the middle of the night, everyone has gone to bed, I wouldn’t suspect anyone to be awake either. Especially the queen, but it seems I am carrying a restless prince.” she joked, examining the portrait in front of her. a gold-painted frame protecting it. even in the low lighting with only two lanterns to light the corridor, you could see the cracks in the varnish of the painting. It was old.
“Which of the noble houses sent this one? We have dozens in storage. I’ve tried to tell their lords and ladies to stop sending them until the keep was fully rebuilt.”
She could feel Samwell turn his head to look at her, the same way Jon usually did whenever he knew something that she didn’t. One of them certainly had picked it up from the other during the years at the northern wall.
“Queen Sansa sent it. It only just arrived today.”
That brought a smile to Y/n’s lips. Just hearing the name of her beloved friend would always warm her heart. Knowing she was safe in her ancestral home, which she had longed to return to for many years. “Then I shall make an exception, I won’t return this one.” As she said it she reached out and with delicate fingers, touched the ornate carvings in the frame, noticing the entanglement of what seemed to be a direwolf and what, in the dull lighting, appeared to be a bat’s wing within the carving.
“Your Grace?” Y/n turned her head now to look at the maester.
“Yes, Samwell?”
“Do you know who this is?” Y/n looked toward the portrait once more, examining the woman’s face. Pale skin clashed with the dark fabric she wore for her portrait, a slim silver coronet, encrusted with sapphires adorning her head with what, at some point, must’ve clearly been a sheer veil covering her hair. The work in the portrait was beautiful, perfectly encapturing the woman’s resentful expression. That resentment could have once been any number of things. Love, sorrow, happiness. . . It reminded her of a portrait of her mother she’d seen once while she’d been at Casterly Rock as a child.
“I can’t say that I do.” She admitted, stepping back from it. “It seems she’s a stranger to me.”
There was a moment of silence until Samwell’s son yawned and leaned into his father’s embrace, bringing a small smile to her face once more.
“The portrait is of Y/n Targaryen.”
“That’s not a Targaryen name. That’s a Lannister name.” Y/n spoke, continuing to admire the woman’s expression.
“A Lannister once married into Hightower. . . many centuries ago. The name went with her. And it would appear that Queen Alicent was able to name her daughter after her own mother”
The thought seemed silly to the queen. She and a Targaryen Princess sharing a name.
“I know most people in Westeros do not know of her, but I would have assumed that someone who was brought up as a princess, and offered the best education would practically know the entire Targaryen family tree.”
Y/n chuckled a bit while the babe that had decided to grow in her belly chose to kick. “I learned most of what Grand Maester Pycell was supposed to teach me and my brother on my own. There’s not much you can learn from an old man who smells like a dead cat and speaks at the same pace that a tortoise walks, all the while Joffrey was trying to stab me with his quill. Forgive me if I missed a few lessons about Targaryen royalty that was not an heir, nor involved in any war.”
Samwell took in a sharp breath.
“Y/n was born not even a full year after her older brother, Aemond, we know that it wasn’t any more than a year, but we don’t know exactly how long, the dates are fuzzy. Maesters wrote that they were shocked when Queen Alicent had a child after Y/n. They were convinced that having two children so close together would prevent her from ever being with child again. It was said that Y/n’s birth was the most painful Alicent Hightower ever had. The bloodiest and longest. Her screams were heard throughout the entire Red Keep. Her brothers and sister crying up a storm from it. Princess Rhaenyra tried to seek out solitude in the gardens, but she could still hear the Queen from there. . . And then nothing. Not a cry, or scream. King Viserys, with all the strength he had at that time, rushed to Alicent’s childbed when he noticed silence had taken over the keep. When he’d burst into the room. Alicent was sitting on the ground blood underneath her, on the sheets, the maester, the midwives, and on the septa. . . In Alicents arms was Y/n.”
Samwell grew quiet.
“And?” Y/n inquired, looking at the maester with intrigue.
Samwell looked at Y/n, yet his eyes refused to fully meet hers, darting around her face and hair instead before he took a steep intake of air and looked back at the portrait. “Y/n looked like a Targaryen. She had pale skin, the silver hair. . . but unlike her siblings when they were born, she was quiet, looking around the room until she was given to her mother. It’s said that Alicent had begun to cry when she looked at Y/n. Because instead of having the Targaryen eyes, she had Alerie Hightower’s eyes. Alicent’s mother’s eyes, mostly anyway.”
Y/n looked back at the portrait once more, stepping closer to the portrait and grabbing the lantern hanging from the wall, clumsily crouching down, her stomach throwing her balance off. Holding the lantern close to the portrait, she was able to make out the color of richly saturated green eyes,a sector of what was Y/n’s left iris having a portion of lilac, in the same shape as a slice of pie.
“I’ve never heard of this princess, Samwell.”
“Most people don’t speak of her now. But she was a force back then. After her and her husband’s deaths, and after her second-oldest son became the lord, his wife got rid of almost every painting, piece of jewelry, or clothing that Y/n hadn’t given to her daughters before her death. She tried to erase her existence. She almost succeeded. We wouldn’t even truly know what she looked like had one of her own sons not snuck this portrait away and hid it with his sister at Karhold. She’s hardly ever spoken about when maesters write their histories on the dance of dragons, a brief mention. And it would seem people who are descended from her, hardly know it.”
Y/n continued to look at the portrait, admiring the detail. the silver coronet likely ornately engraved and bejewled to fit a Targaryen princess, or perhaps, in real life, it was as understated as it was in the portrait. “Why would Sansa send this to us? If it was in the north then it should remain where she’s been kept all this time, should it not?”
Silence overtook them again. This time however, Y/n was so absorbed in staring at the woman in the painting, feeling as though she recognized her eyes, yet at the same time knowing she’d never seen this painting before, nor had she ever heard of Y/n Targaryen.
“Your Grace. . . Is it alright if I take you to my library? There’s a book that an Archmaester from the citadel sent me recently. . . It’s about Y/n.”
“Samwell, I’m the queen and a mother to three young girls who know no such thing as peace, I’d never eat if it wasn’t for my husband practically holding me down and forcing me to, I doubt I’d have the time to read installments about a strangers life.”
“Y/n. . .”
Y/n looked up at Samwell once more, his son passed out in his arms, a pleading look in his eyes, practically begging her to just go with him to the library. “your uncle will soon have to fill in for you after you’ve had the babe. And you’re the queen, you can do as you’d like. And I’m sure Jon will have you confined to your bed fairly soon.” Y/n gave a bitter chuckle. It seemed it was clear to everyone in the castle that the Queen’s husband had grown extremely protective of her as she’d entered the late stages of her third pregnancy. The only one he’d been there for its entirety. It wasn’t his fault, just the fault of their circumstances when they’d first come together, and the circumstances of the end of the war.
“He’ll be doting on the babe so much you’ll have more than enough time to get through the book. It’s not as long as most I have.”
“Alright,” Y/n spoke as she stood up bracing one hand against the wall as she did, taking one look at the portrait again as she followed Samwell to his library, where he’d pulled out what looked to be an ancient book, bound in black leather, with red metallic paint in the indents to spell out the name of the book. ‘The Forgotten Princess, Y/n Targaryen.’
“Giving me a book to answer a simple question is something Tyrion would do.” Y/n joked, taking the heavy book from the maester. “Get your son to bed. I’m sure Gilly won’t be pleased come tomorrow if her youngest son fusses all day.”
Samwell nodded, and with that, Y/n left his library, carrying the book and the lantern as she made her way back to her chambers, as she approached the door, she saw Jon speaking with the guard outside their door, Brienne.
A grin crept onto her face as Jon’s head turned, and he spotted her making her way down the hall. “Y/n!” he scolded, making quick strides to meet her where she was. “I woke up and you were gone, Brienne said she didn’t see you leave.” As Jon reached her, he quickly pulled her into his embrace, kissing the crown of her head, one of his hands resting on the side of her bump.
“I went for a walk.” She explained, looking over to Brienne.
“Your Grace, you had us worried.”
“I thank every god, old, new, the drowned god, whatever gods the Targaryens believed in that the Targaryen put secret passageways into the castle.” Y/n said, leaning up to kiss her husband’s cheek with reassurance.
“You shouldn’t be using the passageways.” He scoffed, worry clearly written into his face, his fingers getting a tight grip on her lower back. “We don’t know which ones are safe or not.”
It had been a discussion before, how Daenerys’s attack on King’s Landing, and on the Red Keep destroyed some of the passageways, and made the others structurally unsound. It was why Y/n and Jon had ensured that Lucia hadn’t been given a room with any passageways, or at least not any that were easy to access. It was why the twins slept in their nursery with a nursemaid still.
“I needed solitude,” Y/n said quietly, resting her head on his chest, taking in the sound of his beating heart. It was going faster than it usually did. She’d worried him. “I apologize, my love.” she added, pulling her head away from his chest, bringing a hand to hold the side of his face. “You’ve slept so peacefully these last few months, I did not think I’d wake you. Come,” she ushered, grabbing his hand with her own, stepping towards the open bed-chamber door. “Let us go back to bed.”
“Your Grace, for your safety please do not use the passageways,” Brienne spoke as Y/n made it through the threshold of the doorway, Jon closing it not long after. She didn’t even have a second to sit down before he wrapped his arms around her again.
It had taken her off guard. She didn’t know what to make of his current state. She hadn’t seen him like this in nearly two years.
“It terrified me.” he confided. “I used to have these dreams. . . when I was at the wall. That I would wake up next to you, That we’d lived entire lives with one another, and whenever I was about to wake up, the dream would have me waking up to an empty bed.” His voice was shaking. “I thought it was a dream. That any second I would wake up and find myself back at the wall.”
Y/n wrapped her free arm around his torso, holding him as close to her as she could, given the obstruction of her bump between them. What words could she have possibly come up with to give him any comfort? He was scared to lose her. And she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t had similar dreams.
After a moment’s silence, she pulled away, once again, resting her hand against the side of his face. “You will never awake at the wall again. Because If you do, I’m back here again. . . scheming young girl being used as a political pawn. But neither of us will be back to those states. . . we’re here. You are my husband, the war is over, we have three beautiful daughters, and a handsome son on the way-”
“Daughter.” Jon interrupted, the ghost of a grin playing at the corners of his lips.
“Don’t say that.” Y/n shook her head. “I want a son this time. If you haven't given me a boy I’m going to be very upset with you.”
The two stared at one another. Eyes that had both seen so much, that had searched for each other across dinners and court events from opposite ends of the hall.
“You made me forget what I was going to say, I was trying to be sweet!” Y/n withdrew her hand from his cheek, playfully hitting his chest. An eruption of laughter bubbled up from his throat, throwing his head back and grabbing hold of the hand that had hit him.
Y/n scowled at him, watching as his laughter died down and he looked down at her once more. “I knew what you were going to say, my love.” Jon put both hands on her hips. “I know that this is what is real, But sometimes I believe my mind likes to play tricks on me.”
Jon looked down to Y/n’s side, noticing the book in her hands. “What is that?” He inquired.
Y/n lifted it up for him to see. “A book about Y/n Targaryen. Samwell loaned it to me after Sansa sent a portrait of her”
“I’ve never heard of the name before.”
“Nor have I.” Y/n agreed.
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lololol at my job, I get lots of cold calls from salesmen trying to talk to my boss. My boss literally pays me to not have to talk to them, but I get a lot of repeat callers, and have become almost friendly with some of them. Then I thought--"MAKE IT JUKE" and it wouldn't get out of my head so lol here you go. 😊
“Covington Corp, this is Julie!”
“Hey Julie, it’s Luke Patterson, from Star Records. How are you doing?”
Julie felt her annoyance at the phone call fade away at the voice of her favorite cold caller. “Luke, you know I know where you’re from, right? You don’t have to introduce yourself every time.”
Luke laughed on the other end of the phone. “It’s company policy. We always introduce ourselves with the company name. And for us lowly assistants, our boss’s name. But that one’s more flexible.”
“I see. Well how are you doing, Luke? The great city of Chicago treating you well?”
“Yeah, yeah, things are good. I’ve pretty much readjusted to the cold after so long away, which is good, because it’s cold for like seventy-five percent of the year.”
“I guess that’s a good thing, then. Have you guys gotten any snow yet? My Tia posted a picture of a snowman on Instagram last week while she was visiting her stepson David in Boston.”
“Nah, not yet, anyway, but Mom says she thinks it’s coming.” There was a hint of worry in his voice.
“How is your mom? Last time you called, you said she was supposed to be out of the cast on her right leg and getting ready for surgery on her left. Is that still going on?”
"Yeah, she’s out of the cast and doing PT and stuff. And they're talking about scheduling her other surgery. But it's gonna be a few months, so she can really PT well on her right before her left is in a cast." He sighed. "I don't regret coming home to help out for a while, because Mom needs me, ya know? And I love her. But it's hard being away from LA, away from my best friends and the city that I love and worked so hard to make it to and put down roots in."
Julie nodded. "That makes sense." She looped her fingers through the coiled phone cord. "But LA will still be here when you get back, and I know your parents are grateful that you're home to help while things are so tough. Besides," she chuckled, "if you hadn't gotten that temp job, you never would have ended up chatting with a mad woman in LA once a month trying to get my boss to consider some deal."
"That’s true. You make it all worth it, Jules!" He teased, but even though she knew he was kidding, Julie felt a fluttering in her belly that told her how much she wished that was true.
"Well let's change the subject. You heard from your boys lately?"
“Yeah, actually!” Julie loved the way his whole voice brightened at the mention of his friends. She could almost picture the joy on his face, except for the fact that she had no idea what he looked like. Damn his dislike of Instagram. “Reggie and Bobby scored us an invite to this talent manager’s open mic event, and Alex sent a pic from his six-month anniversary date with Willie. I think they’re all doing really good.”
“I’m glad to hear it, Luke!” she answered warmly.
"Now you, please tell me all about the best city in the world. Give me all the news from LA."
Julie grinned. "It’s LA. Traffic's a nightmare and there are celebrities all over the place. Flynn is convinced she saw Olivia Rodrigo at her favorite coffee shop. We went to another open mic at Eats and Beats a couple weeks ago, and there were some really solid acts. There was one band, Triple Deck Lost, that was pretty good. They had a really grungy, punk vibe that reminded me of bands my mom used to listen to."
"No way!!! Alex was at that open mic!! That's what he and Willie did for their anniversary!! Willie loved that band!”
"Oh my gosh! I was in the same room as one of your boys and had no idea! That's wild!"
"Man, I wish you guys had known. You would totally be friends if you ever met. Alex is great!" Luke sounded wistful and even a bit homesick, so Julie tried to cheer him up.
"Well think of it this way, when your mom's all healed up and you move back to LA, we'll all get together and meet for real. And then Alex and I will be friends and it'll be great." Just then, she heard the elevator ding, and she immediately shifted into a more professional tone. “Give me just one minute, Mr. Patterson, and I’ll see if anyone in our marketing department is available to assist you.” She pretended to put the call on hold just as her terrifying boss passed her desk.
“Hold all my calls, Janie. I’m going to lunch.” He glided through the fancy lobby and out onto the sidewalk, and only when the glass doors closed behind him did she let out her breath.
“Was that him? I don’t think I’d ever heard his voice before,” Luke commented. “He sounds mean. Also, how does he not know your name? Haven’t you worked there for like, three years?”
Julie rolled her eyes. “Yeah, but he never bothers learning the names of receptionists. At least he got the right first letter. He called Carrie Misty for a month.”
“Well, while we’re on the subject of Mr. Covington, I wanted to schedule an appointment with him for Lila Harrison.”
Julie sighed. “I know your boss is desperate to make this deal, but you know I can’t put you on his calendar.”
“I suspected as much,” he answered, not sounding even a little put off. “But Lila’s doing her annual visit to Valley Dreams Management next week and told me to see if Covington might be interested in letting her buy him lunch.”
“I can ask when he gets back,” Julie answered doubtfully as she wrote down the information in her message book. “Any particular day?”
“We’ll be there Monday til Thursday evening, and she doesn’t have anything set in her calendar yet, so whenever would be most convenient for him.”
“Okay, I’ll pass the message along…” Julie looked around. The other receptionist was at lunch, and the office manager’s door was closed. She was definitely alone. “But Luke. You��ve been calling this office for months and Caleb is never available to talk to you or to schedule an appointment.”
“Yeah, I know.” Julie could hear the smile in his voice.
“Has it occurred to you that there might be a reason for that?”
“It has. Has it occurred to you that there might be a reason I keep calling anyway?”
“And what might that be, Rockstar?” she asked, feeling foolish for the spark of hope that had suddenly burst to life in her chest.
There was a long pause, and then she heard him clear his throat. "Jules. Lila's bringing me with her on this trip to LA next week. I think she knows how much I miss that city, plus apparently when she's not on maternity leave, Melinda always takes these trips with her. Anyway, I'm finally gonna be back in town, if only for the week, and I thought maybe… I mean, it could be cool if… would you want to get coffee or something with me?"
Julie was speechless. She had been expecting another six months at least before they could meet in person, so she wasn’t prepared for his invitation.
“Uh, Jules, you still there?”
“Oh my gosh, yes, I’m here, sorry. And, yeah, I would love to get coffee with you!”
Luke let out a nervous laugh. “Cool. Can I give you my number and you can text me and we’ll make plans?”
At that exact moment, the front door opened and the COO walked in. “Of course, Mr. Patterson. What is the best number for me to reach you at?” she said in her practiced professional voice.
Luke laughed. “I assume someone else just walked in?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“Well, I’ll let you go, but my number is 773-555-4357.”
“The last four were 4357?” she clarified.
“That’s it!”
“Perfect, I will get back to you as soon as I get a chance to look at the calendar. I hope you have a pleasant day!”
“Bye, Jules!”
She hung up the phone just as Mr. Dante stepped into the elevator. She immediately pulled out her phone and sent a text to the number she had scrawled on her wrist.
310-555-4639: Hi Luke, this is Julie Molina!
773-555-4357: doesn’t seem like you had time for more than a quick look at your calendar. sure you’re ready to make plans? 😉
310-555-4639: Lol yep! I’m free every day next week. Just let me know what works for you!
#juke#juke fic#juke au#julie molina#luke patterson#julie and the phantoms#lololol I don't know what I'm doing with this#but its here#do with it what you will lol#I wrote a thing
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UNDER YOUR SKIN || JJK || Ch. 32
Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader
Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.
Summary: You were awful on anything related to flirting, guys and sex. He was the perfect ladies man. You wanted to get rid of your virginity. And he was there to help you with everything you needed. You didn't have the best start, but that didn't mean you wouldn't have the best of the endings.
Warnings: Public sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk.
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I'm so nervous.
Even before I signed the contract, I was hesitating on whether to sign it or not. I wanted to desperately go back to my comfort zone and serve drinks, just to do what I'm used to and what I know I'm good at. Throwing myself into this feels so strange, so uncomfortable, that I can't help but try to convince myself that I won't be good at this.
The fact that the week ran by, to the point where I wasn't able to mentalize myself with this new job position wasn't of help.
But here I am anyway, walking around the gallery while Jin tries to introduce me to every usual customer that comes in -just so I do it all by myself with new visitors. Yesterday he already explained everything I should be doing today -and from now on. Although he still told me he'd be around for me, I want to leave a good impression by showing I understood my tasks the first time he explained them.
All that tension doesn't take long to disappear when I see Tammy, Soo, Melanie and Mark coming into the gallery, just to cheer me up from the distance as they see me busy with one possible customer. I smile at them, before returning my attention to the brunette middle aged lady that keeps asking me about the artist.
At some point while talking to her, my eyes gather around the gallery, stopping in the main door. Actually, stopping on him.
Jungkook comes in and the whole world seems to go slower. I can't take my eyes away from the way he moves his hands over the fabric of his grey suit to place it correctly, or the way his hair is styled in a messy tail. How can that man be real and be walking around like nothing?
The rest of the evening goes great, I just hang around the gallery waiting for someone to ask for my opinion or looking for my help. And it's all chill and fine until a pair of fingers trace my exposed spine, from my neck to the lowest part. It's crazy how I'm able to know who it is just with his touch, just by the way he makes my whole body react to him.
—You're a tease —Jungkook mentions—. You aren't wearing the set you sent me this afternoon.
I look at him nervously, just to find him smirking at me.
I wasn't thinking of wearing that lace set when I sent him those pics earlier today. Honestly, I wasn't even considering sending him those pics until he sent me a pic of his sweaty body in the gym.
—I would've loved to take it off with my teeth, with you lying on bed the same way you were on that pic.
I gulp hard, seeing that devilish smile one last time before he steps back and goes back to walk around the gallery as if he hasn't said something to set my whole body on fire. Every time I think I might have the upper hand on what we have going on, he comes back to remind me that I don't.
And if I thought he'd be easier on me, he keeps his eye on me during the rest of the exposition, never letting me forget his presence whenever I talk to one of the customers, or even Jin. God, I think his gaze gets more powerful whenever he's around me, and it annoys me because I'm trying to be professional.
And that doesn't change when we decide to go for a few drinks after, to celebrate I was able to sell two drawings on my first night, and made a few customers interested in other artworks. His gaze follows each one of my moves, whenever I drink, whenever I talk to Tammy, whenever I head to the bartender, or when I dare myself to dance with a cute guy that's been eyeing me while I was ordering my drink. His gaze is more intense as the minutes go by, as the hands of this boy go lower on my exposed back. But he doesn't look away, he doesn't move an inch when I look at him with a look full of bad intentions, Jungkook just clenches his jaw and waits. He just waits because he knows he's the one I'll go back home with.
This isn't over though.
When we all leave, and Soo basically forces Jungkook to take me home, I know this will be the night he finally gives in.
Intoxicated by his scent on the jacket he was wearing - that now he gave me so he could drive comfortably, and encouraged by his warmth, I move my hand over his torso, down his stomach, until I reach the beginning of his pants. All the teasing that has been going on these two weeks, all the revealing pics, the high voltage texts, the jealous looks... All has been leading to this.
I know he's hating every moment of our deal right now, I know he's dying to eat back his words when he said he wanted me to see and try to fuck with other guys. I saw it on his fast replies to my underwear pics, when he thought I was wearing them to go on a date. I saw it on the faces he made while I was dancing with other guys tonight. It's all over his voice when he speaks to me ever since he came up with that stupid rule.
The warmth of his body behind me, while his hands were taking full control of mine on the handlebar after the doctor took off the stitches in my hand a few days ago, woke up something inside of me. I've touched myself almost every single night, just with the reminiscence of the look in his eyes while he was handling my movements. Those days he kept taking me to work, and picking me up from the bar. I can't take it anymore.
—If you keep doing that, I won't be responsible for the consequences —he whispers, turning his head slightly to me on a red light.
—What consequences? —I don't stop moving my hand up and down his thigh, getting as near as I can to his crotch, but never as much as being able to touch it.
—I'll stop anywhere and fuck you raw. Like you've been looking for all night.
Those words, his raspy voice and the way his dark eyes are looking at me over his shoulder make me move my hips down, pressing the seat against the throbbing button. But I'm too into it right now to stop, so I move my hand up his leg, pressing my palm on the forming bulge in his pants, while my tongue licks one of his silver earrings hanging on his earlobe.
—What's stopping you?
It's like those words have activated something in him, something he wasn't planning on doing.
Jungkook licks the inside of his cheek, just to end with a sided smile when it gets to his lip. As soon as the red light turns green, he speeds up and looks for the right place until he finds a blind alley.
With a quick move of his feet, he places the stand and waits for me to hop off the motorbike. Jungkook doesn't move from his place, he just slides his body a bit backwards on the seat and pulls me closer to him with his hand.
The kiss is sloppy from the beginning, with our tongues messing with one another as we almost try to eat each other alive. It's so different from any other time we've kissed, it's needy and demanding. Everything we've been holding down these weeks is finally exploding, both of us are finally giving it to what we've been teasing all this time.
Jungkook helps me to hop on the motorbike again, this time straddling his legs without breaking the kiss. He wastes no time, sliding my panties aside, so he can directly slide two of his fingers through my slit, repeating that same movement a few times until I throw myself to his belt, desperate to take it off and unzip his pants.
I'm so into the kiss and what's to come that I'm not even aware of when he got a condom out of his wallet. But I moan when he lifts my body, cupping my ass cheeks in his hands, and fills me slowly, letting me get used to him inch by inch for the first time in weeks.
We moan into each other's mouths when he's fully inside. Electricity runs through my veins at the sensation of finally being connected to him like this after so long. His hands on my ass and thighs try to encourage me to move, but I stay in the same position. Moving my hips in circles, I lick his jar, from his chin to his earlobe, getting that so awaited groan.
—What do you want?
—Cocktease... —he chuckles nervously— Don't try to make me beg, because I want to fuck you stupid the same way you want my cock buried deep down your cunt.
My pussy clenching unconsciously around him after his words just make him smirk. No words were needed, because my own body has betrayed me to let him know he's right. I'm so down for this, I'd probably have a meltdown if something interrupted us right now.
I kiss him again, sticking my tongue in his mouth to shut the gasps and moans that come from every move I make as he fills me up. His teeth catch my lower lip, pulling from it while his eyes fix on mine with hunger. I swear he could make me cum just by looking at me that way.
I try my best to move my hips to take all of his, under the direction of his hands on my skin, digging on my flesh as if he were trying to control himself from going rougher. But we both fall back to reality when my moves come up more clumsy and arrhythmic than expected, we both remember this is my second time doing something like this. It doesn't matter how bad I try, I'm sure I'm killing the vibe right now.
—Babe —he stops my moves.
I slowly stop jumping on him, afraid of him saying the wait wasn't worth it, scared of him realizing he could be doing way better than this.
—You're doing great, but I really need to fuck your brains out right now —he kisses my chin—. Turn around.
I look at him confused, but that smile he throws at me makes me move. I'm scared to stumble with my heels when I'm going to set my feet on the ground, but Jungkook holds my arm all the time so I don't lose my balance. Although it doesn't take me long to sit back on the motorbike, this time as if I were the one driving it. He moves my body carefully, setting my belly over the gas tank, lifting my hips slightly from the leather seat. It's so weird, and maybe I feel too exposed, but the way he lifts my dress and jacket over my ass, slides my panties to the sides the most he can so he's able to rub his tip against my entrance, is making me go crazy right now.
He slides in slowly, inch by inch, but it's the only time he goes slow from now on. Once his pelvis reaches my ass cheeks and his balls rest against my open folds, he starts moving faster. Jungkook thrusts into me, in and out, in a drilling way that makes me go insane and eager for more, if that's even possible. The motorbike under us moves constantly. I'm afraid it might fall at some point.
—Nobody else will fuck you like this, baby. I'm the only one that can make you feel this good —he groans.
He still tries to place my body properly, by cupping my hips in his hands and lowering them. And I know he's sure of what he's doing, because with the next thrust my clit rubs directly against the leather, and it does over and over again, with each thrust. Few minutes later, I'm close to being a moaning mess, and I would be if Jungkook hadn't covered my mouth with his hand.
—You know I love your moans, but save them for later —he warns with his shaky voice.
His cock twitches deep inside, forcing him to fall over my back and bite on my shoulder to keep himself from moaning.
He leaves me hanging near the edge right when I need him the most, and I start to think he might leave me hanging there as a revenge for everything that's been happening these two weeks, when he pulls out.
But of course he doesn't.
Jungkook sits back in his place, dragging my body with him so I'm sitting still. With one hand still on my mouth, his other hand rubs circles on my clit. Just a few more delicate traces, and I'm totally done in his arms, shutting my whimpers with his palm.
He finally frees my mouth, but two of his fingers grab my chin to turn my face to him while I'm still recovering from my high.
—You think I'm done with you? —he asks, his fast breathing making his words sound shaky still— No, this was just the starter so you stop teasing me while I drive. I think you've had enough fun these two weeks. It's my turn.
The hand on my chin falls on my thigh, clapping it while he licks the same fingers that made me explode in a matter of seconds. And just after that, he kisses me deep, letting me taste myself in his mouth while he places my underwear properly, just to do the same thing with his own clothes right after.
He pulls me in for a long kiss once we enter the lift, grabbing me by the nape to get my body to be all over his. When Jungkook wraps his arms around me, I'm almost convinced I could stay like this forever. Well, at least until the ring in the lift sounds.
I see myself in the reflection of the mirror when we separate, and he holds my hand to walk out with me, just to see a reddish march on my shoulder.
—You, asshole, look at what you did.
—Should I kiss it better? —he raises his eyebrows, looking at me fast before he opens the door to his house.
I take off my shoes and his jacket as we enter his place, trying to get more comfortable while he heads to the kitchen and asks me what I want to drink.
—You.
And just as fast as that word leaves my mouth, and I see his head peeking over the door, I realize it sounded better in my head.
—Me? You want to drink me? —he starts walking in my direction.
—I was trying to sound flirty.
I see him chuckling, looking at me with sparkly eyes, just to lift my body and sitting me over the backrest right after. His soft and gentle hands go over my calves, going up to my thighs, lifting the thin fabric of my dress with no effort.
—You don't need to be flirty with me —he whispers on my lips—. You already got me wrapped around your finger.
Jungkook gets rid of my dress, throwing it over my shoulder on the couch, just to have both of his hands back on my thighs, just to start a trip over my body. He smirks when he gets to my black lace thong.
I did end up wearing the set of lingerie I sent him earlier this afternoon, at least half of it, although he wasn't able to appreciate it because we were in a rush just a few minutes ago. And now that he's able to see it on me directly, he looks at me with black tinted eyes, I can almost read everything that's going through his mind right now.
His hands keep moving up over my torso, his fingers setting a burning trail in between my tits until he gets to my jaw. They wrap around my skin carefully, holding my face before he kisses me the softest way he's ever done. I trace his lip with the tip of my tongue, only because I wanted to lick that lip ring that makes me go insane. He chuckles in my mouth, breaking the kiss just to move his over my cheek and jaw.
—You have no idea the pull you have on me —Jungkook keeps moving lower on me, following the trail of the caresses from minutes ago—. I've gone crazy these last two weeks.
I stop breathing when he starts kneeling in front of me, stopping his mouth on my thong. As if I were reading his mind, I lift my hips, supporting my weight on both hands resting on the backrest. And I'm unable to deal with the feeling that goes through my body, from head to toe, when his teeth bite on my mound, just right over where my slit starts, to pull the fabric down. But of course he isn't done with pushing me over the edge. When he finally gets rid of the only clothing I had left, he goes up again, setting a trail of kisses from my ankle, up to my leg and inner thigh, always keeping eye contact with me.
My pussy clenches around nothing when he places both of my legs on his shoulders, and bends over just to give a teasing lick on my clit. It's crazy how he's setting my whole body on fire just with that, just with the feeling of his tongue gently digging through my folds while his gaze burns my skin.
He doesn't stay down there long enough though. His lips move up my torso again, while his hand cups my pussy instead. His palm rubs my clit, while two of his fingers tease my entrance, and his tongue circles one of my nipples -just to do the right same thing with the other.
—What do you want? —he asks, when he returns to my lips.
My eyelids feel heavy and that hard gaze coming from him is making me go insane. I want him, all of him. Absolutely everything Jungkook wants to give me right now.
—Fuck me —I trace his tattoos with the tips of my fingers—. Make me regret these two weeks.
Not like I'd really regret them, because i'd do it a thousand times just to have us like this again.
Jungkook just smirks. Of course he already had that in mind. He takes a condom from his wallet, and holds it in between his teeth while he takes his black t-shirt off. Eager to rush this as much as possible, I take his belt off and unzip his pants, making him spring free. He wastes no time wrapping the condom around him.
He slides inside with just one move, head resting on mine while his hands keep me in place. He pulls back slowly, letting me feel him inch by inch, until only his tip is inside. His dick fills me completely with a hard thrust that makes me hold onto his upper arms, while my clit throbs at the mere sound of our bodies clapping.
—Keep your eyes on me —he commands, as he starts a faster pace on my pussy.
—Kook —I moan, as he moves my body so his tip can rub over one spot that totally breaks me.
—Look at you right now —he breathes heavily—. Such a fucking mess for me.
My whole body moves because of the roughness of his thrusts, my mind is going wild and my body has escaped my own control. I don't even know at this point, because I can only see his eyes, my mind is filled with him.
He knows by the way I'm moaning right now that I'm just a dirty word away from jumping off a cliff. And he wants to see me jumping from the edge, he wants it as much as I do. That's why he rubs my clit in circles, in sync with his thrusts.
I know looking down was the worst decision I could ever take, because the combination of his cock coated with my juices and his fingers playing with me make me go insane.
—Uh-huh, see how good this pussy is taking me.
I cup his face in my hands, looking at him deep in the eyes when I get that familiar feeling before everything ends, running over me to leave nothing else. My nails dig on the skin of his neck and shoulders, letting myself go with a moan that I'm surprised it has come out from me.
Jungkook isn't done though. His dick still deep inside me, and that dark look just tell me there's much to come yet.
He lifts me in the air, my legs wrapped around his waist, after he got rid of his pants that were still around his ankles. Something changes in the way he looks at me, as he sets me on his bed carefully, just to join me right after. His touch, the kiss... everything feels different. He's gone from rough to passionate in a matter of seconds.
He fucks me slowly, taking his time to enjoy every single stroke, every kiss, every look.
—I can't stand thinking of others seeing you like this —he admits, breaking the kiss—. I want to be the only one making you go crazy with my hands, my mouth, my cock. I don't care —he bites my chin—. But I want to be the only one.
The tickles in my belly, combined with the pleasure, is a way better combination that something else I could've ever tried. And how he holds me, our hands intertwined at both sides of my head... He's the only person I could ever think of doing this with.
#fanfic#ff#jungkook#jeon jungkook#jungkookxreader#jk#bts#wattpad#kookie#smut#jungkook smut#tattoistjk#tattooau#Under Your Skin#armpirate
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Papi Chulo (Sam x Cis Male OC)
Here's a little smutty one shot that occurs after the events of Buttercup Baby ch 3!
Pairing: Sam x Cis Male OC
Rating: E for Explicit
Word count: 999 words
Warnings/content: Masturbation, erotic fantasy, facial, cum eating, blow job
Summary: After getting an accidental suggestive picture from his friend Léo, Sam does the only logical thing and gets off to his hot friend.
You can find it on my ao3 here:
And before you go further, I have to remind you...
18+ ONLY!
It was unfair.
Truly it was unfair how stunning Léo had looked today. How put together he looked, how he looked so incredibly beautiful. It was all so frustrating for Sam, who was currently lying on his bed, staring at his phone.
Until about two seconds ago, Sam had been thinking about a stupid t-shirt he found online. It was a black sleeveless t-shirt that said "Pizza Slut" on it in the Pizza Hut font. He was just about to annoy Shane by sending it to him when he received a text.
Huh. It was a picture message from Léo.
He opened it up, and his mouth dropped open in shock. It was a picture of his friend, and Lord what s picture it was. Léo's hair was down, something Sam hadn’t seen before. It hung in gorgeous waves, gently brushing his shoulders. His deep brown eyes were sparkling and he had a smirk on his face.
Oh, and he was shirtless.
Sam stared at his friend's gorgeous body, flushing from his forehead all the way down to his chest. Léo was in his bed, leaning back against his head board. His defined chest and abs were on full display, and the band of his boxers was just barely in view. Why had Léo sent this to him? Not that he was complaining.
He barely had time to contemplate this when a flurry of text messages were sent to him.
FUCK
Dude I'm sorry that wasn't supposed go to you
What the hell
Sam frowned. It wasn't meant for him? Then who was Léo sending shirtless pictures to? Probably some sexy guy from Zuzu City. He sighed and tapped out a message.
Who's the lucky guy?
In less than a minute, Sam felt his phone buzz. He didn't want to look at it, didn't want the answer to his own question.
The lucky guy is Elfie lmao
Sam blinked in surprise.
Why are you sending her sexy pics?
He regretted his word choice as soon as he sent the text, groaning loudly. Sexy? Really? Why did he say that?
We were joking about my outfit today. She sent me the "cover them up slut" meme so I was trying to send this to her as a joke. Hit your message on accident. Sorry.
Sam felt a wave of relief wash over him. There was no guy. He was just joking around with Elfie. Nibbling his lower lip, he scrolled back up to the picture and glanced at it again.
Léo had looked hot today, and Sam's mind had already been wandering places it shouldn't. Wandering to scenes where he ripped off Léo's shirt, buttons popping as he exposed his chest.
When he had been lost in that fantasy, his mind had to fill in the blanks for certain things. But now that he had this picture, his brain was kicking into overdrive.
He could practically hear Léo moaning in his mind as he pictured himself kissing and sucking at his friend's neck. Sam would be sure to leave marks when he got to Léo's collarbone, marking him as his.
Sam kept looking, eyes zeroing in on Léo's pecs, his nipples looking so tempting. He wanted to take one in his mouth, sucking and nipping, rolling his tongue over it while he played with the other. He would tweak it as he sucked, pulling needy whines from Léo.
He groaned slightly, legs spreading open a bit. These thoughts were going straight to his dick, desire building in his gut. Some part of him was scolding Sam for having thoughts like this about his friend, but Sam ignored that voice completely. It's not like Léo was going to find out or anything.
Biting his lip, Sam's eyes went lower. God he wanted to lick those abs. Keep kissing lower and lower until he reached the waist band of his boxers. He would snap it, and grin up at his friend who would beg him to continue. To go lower. To take him into his mouth, licking and sucking, slobbering all over him.
Sam could feel himself growing harder, and he knew he had two options. He could take a cold shower and stop these thoughts, or he could indulge in his fantasies.
It had been a bit since he'd jacked off, and honestly he was a bit pent up. Léo wouldn't know he was doing this, so what was the harm? Would he even care? Maybe he would enjoy it.
Shit what if he did enjoy it?
His fantasy changed, and this time Léo was in charge, teasing him for getting so worked up over one picture. Sam peeked at his phone again, shimmying his jeans and boxers down. His eyes were on Léo's lips now. That man had a beautiful mouth, lips deliciously full.
He's got dick sucking lips, his mind supplied as he ran a lubed hand along his length. What he wouldn't give to look down and see Léo in between his legs, beautiful eyes looking up at Sam, lips wrapped around his cock.
Sam let out an audible whine as he stroked himself, squeezing his tip lightly. He felt like he had no control over his thoughts, no control as Léo sucked marks on his inner thighs, tongue soothing each one that he left.
He was getting closer, he could feel it.
"Léo baby I'm so close…where should I…?"
"Cum on my face Sam, make me yours," Léo said, eye lids hooded. Those beautiful eyes closed, and he opened his mouth wide, tongue sticking out.
Sam came with a strangled cry as he pictured hot ropes of cum painting Leo's gorgeous face white. Léo lickrd his plump lips to get every drop of cum that was near his mouth, wiping his face with his fingers and licking them clean.
Panting hard, Sam saved the picture Léo had sent. The night was still young, and Sam had a feeling there was going to be a round two.
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guess wot my fellow hoes (fellhoes?) you’re getting a two-fer-one deal
obligatory alpha post link below:
because I have been deep in my werewolf/hybrid!CODmen fixation while I was drunk off reading moondrunk I decided to take a break...
....by reading johnny boy and i dont want to even look at that ao3 history stat that tells you how many times you've visited this story IT IS A LOT
my record for one of my comfort stories is 79 times and that was back in january last i looked, and it doesn't count the copypaste backup i have in my notes in case of airplane mode. don't look at me rn (cough obligatory @the-californicationist G&G reference/tag here)
ANYWAY MOVING ON 🐺🐺🐺
Reading: Moondrunk Monster by @ghostgorlsworld
so I went to watch the Love Death Robots episode referred to here and UNFFFF forgot how good that whole series was! wolflovers, go watch the Shape-Shifters episode from S1
once again i love a good fleshed-out reader backstory and this one is no exception
also as a certified graves simp the spittake I had to clean up at reading the phrase “Captain Graves”
also wolf-friendly pain medication? please i would happily read an appendix or endnotes/footnotes about the lore/worldbuilding here <3
"They weren’t used to humans being kind to them."🥺🥺🥺🥺
me to myself: tbh in many ways this is the world we are living in rn
that line about reader sleeping in the back of the med bay reminded me of this famous pic I saw way back when:
U.S. Army nurse Amy Stuart of the 5th MASH unit deployed in Saudi Arabia naps on a cot while hugging a teddy bear sent by her family during Operation Desert Storm (February 22, 1991)
getting a little too real but at my age, always hurts my heart and deeply disturbs me to see people younger than me who i consider children going off to/waging war COUGH ANYWAY SRY ESCAPING REALITY BACK TO FANFIC-
piney has such a succinct, tight way of writing to set the scene and story premise up so well - fucking salivating at ghost taking reader to their tent and him getting miffed at her sitting on soap’s bunk until she sits on his <3 LMAO I SEE YOU GHOSTY YOU LITTLE LOVESICK PUPPY YOU~
You glanced down, seeing the Scottish flag on the wall, the photos of a couple that looked exactly like Johnny. “Oh, sorry.”
ok but also johnny WOULD have selfies of himself up on his own bunk
“ahm easy on the eyes, aint i LT”
“shut it”
You were American, so you didn’t have much taste for tea unless it was iced and sweet.
me, a rabid tea swiller, raising my hand: UM NOT ALL AMERICANS HATE “TREE PISS” AS TED LASSO CALLS IT OKAY (okay but I love that show so much)
unfff wolf!ghost crowding reader into his own bed forcing her to sleep in it is just *so many chef’s kisses*
Gaz was healed within a day, coming to visit you with a Snickers bar as thanks. “I’ve been saving it for an occasion,” he said. “Wolves…well, we can’t really have chocolate without quite a bit of pain so I thought I would give it to you instead. As thanks.”
ok this was the most adorable loredrop ever also literally heartbroken at the idea they can’t enjoy chocolate!!!!
The adjustments were freezing slabs of raw beef and plating it up still half-frozen. this reminded me of this frozen organic dog chow i kept getting insta ads for after dogsitting for a friend (if u can hear this siri/insta ad algorithms, FUCK YOU RESPECT MY PRIVACY) anyway in the ad the way the person plated it for their dog and the way their dog ate it with such gusto made me, a human, want to try the dog food lol
“Not everyone in America lives in Texas, Soap.”
👏thank👏 you👏facts👏
You smiled. “A small town in Oklahoma.”
“Bloody hell, that’s just Texas.”
👏also👏 facts👏 (don’t come for me texans this new yorker will (lovingly) fuck you up; god bless amurica)
He was wearing gloves, as always, but they were warm when he pressed them against the scars, fitting his fingers into the obvious claw marks.
The 141 was silent, watching Ghost with a mixture of surprise and horror. Price looked as if he were about to intervene, his knuckles white around his fork.
i fucking l o v e this entire scene
They were still strangers to you, but the base felt too quiet without them, and your skin felt bare without Ghost’s stare upon it.
i am shivering at how good this sentence is
ghost: has a record for being more wolf than human and acts of aggression against humans
also ghost: makes tea for reader regularly when she can’t sleep
also reader if you’re having a eat-three-powdered-donuts-in-one-sitting kind of day, you eat that whole box girl no one will fault you for it <3
Ghost hummed, then came the unmistakable sound of licking the sugar off his fingers. There had also been blood on his fingertips, from the night’s previous activities.
You don’t want to think about why that makes your belly clench.
😏😏😏we love the feral ones
also unexpected gifts are some of the best ones
i felt the adrenaline of the humvee ambush like i was watching a live action movie - i could picture the entire scenes very easily in my head <3
and ghost taking off her boots >>>>>>>>
A man in a skull mask was asleep in the chair in front of you, his head tipped back against the wall, his legs relaxed and spread wide.
ah yes, classic submission position~
The meek little nurse that had put a Colonel’s son in the ER.
meek is one of my favorite words. i have heard an alternate definition for this as “meekness is great power under control” and it stuck in my head ever since; pls bow before medic reader my meek badass queen
Your heart raced. It was such a human instinct, to see a predator and want to either kiss it or run from it.
ah yes imho the heart of why wolf/hybrid and enemies-to-lovers etc. etc. etc. tropes and fics are so popular~
Ghost seemed to like your attention, his ears perked at the top of his head. It was oddly endearing, and you normally considered yourself a cat person.
hehe big ghost wolf, smol floppy ears - i will not let this image leave my head
ok and the wolflore about the recessive genes!! eating it all up <3
also i know this is a ghostfic but soap blushing and mumbling bout his coffeeshop crush is soo <333333333
"you’re too young to feel old and miserable like me.” Soap smiled, a bit of cheer back in his eye. “You’re only three years older’n me, lass, I wouldn’t call ye old.”
literally me to anyone <30/even a year younger than me
"ALSO, yes i'm setting up for a future soap/cafe!reader fic"
okay the unholy screech that erupted from me at reading this author’s note i’m-
Graves sat in a simple metal chair, cool, calm and collected without a single blonde hair out of place.
me fully knowing graves isnt even doing anything here, just sitting: go off, king
“I wasn’t going to let that boy take my soul, sir,” you said calmly. “Not for something as worthless as a career.”
well said indeed <3
You wondered if he would come visit you, if you asked. If he would sit in your dusty, frilly living room and drink from your pumpkin shaped mugs.
PUMPKIN-SHAPED MUGS <3 <3 <3
Price looked up from a paperback, a twitch in his brow. He preferred to keep out of conflicts between the pack, only interfering when blood was spilled.
oh please my headcanon for price is that he inhales gossip like oxygen and keeps it filed and sorted alphabetically and chronologically in his mind palace to pull up as needed
They were on active duty, for Christ’s sake, it wasn’t like he could bend her over against one of those cots and stake his claim, COUGHOMGWHYTHEEVERLOVINGFUCKNOTCOUGH no matter how badly he wanted to.
The 141 hunted at night, so during the day Gaz and Soap would occasionally bring you a muffin for breakfast or a stray cup of coffee. Even Price, the fatherly man he was, brought you one of his extra novels to read while you were awake during the night shift, one of those cheesy detective thrillers that helped you get through the night without passing out on a patient.
who doesn’t love familial!141 🥰🥰
it’s nice to remind yourself that you’re still a simple woman that appreciates a nice mani-pedi and a good hair day.
this is so real - taking care of yourelf/reminding urself to feel human is so important <3
You had the rank and the experience, so of course, you got the lion’s share of reports. ahem this a small almost throwaway line but much appreciated - LEADERSHIP IS FOR SERVICE. TO SHOULDER THE BURDEN FOR THOSE UNDER YOU, AND LIFT THEM UP. TAKE THE HITS SO THEY DON’T HAVE TO - ONES THEY AREN’T EVEN AWARE OF IF YOU’RE GOOD AT IT. anyway stepping down once again from my soapbox-
ah reader i can think of many MANY MANY spicy ways to motivate ghosty to do his patriotic duty~
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AND ALSO Reading: Johnny Boy by @ghostgorlsworld
first off being thrown into the deep end of the incredible lorebuilding had me ready to swim and dive deep without even taking a breath of reality because the story!!!! the worldbuilding!!!! absolutely immaculate
a recurring daydream/brainrot scenario ive gone back to time and again with my blorbos through the years is getting knocked up with their spawn and having to escape and go on the run and hide the child then have an implausibly wild reunion, often with some physically impossible makeup sex and then birth my own private sports team's worth of children to build our world empire (drama, romance, intrigue, adventure - i would buy out opening night tickets to the movieplots my brain spits out, anyway ty for coming to my BedTedTalk) anyway this has such a unique niche in the CODfics ive read with the almost enemies-to-lovers-back-to-enemies flavoring with brother’s best friend trope in play
on that note, shaking tom’s hand vigorously for sneaking johnny back into reader’s life, then backhanding him with my other hand - also for sneaking johnny back into reader’s life
cute-ass mactavish sire emma needs to eat raw meat to survive? her supernatural senses make her an old soul in a child’s body? no further comments, absolute perfection. i love the explorations of “hey scenting/being a hybrid, ESPECIALLY growing up as one, ain’t all its cracked up to be and is not just all 100% sexy times and funsies” and her picking up on mom being sad all the time a certain someone is near and declaring “if mommy doesn’t like him, I don’t either” just UGGHHHH i just want to give her a hug and tell her it will all work out, shes is in good hands (including but not limited to her own!) also tear the throat out of anyone who would dare steal her childhood (fistbumping my fellow immigrant first gen firstborns&eldest daughters who had to grow up too fast/take care of adults)
also one of the reasons i love this fic is the very fierce and protective love reader has for her emma and their really beautiful bond <3 fanfic can be so healing and tender in very unexpected ways and their relationship slipped past all my walls and armor and just stuck me right in the feels <3
the conversation about grandpa jack haunting them and turning the book pages for him was so sweet i think my molars rotted away on the spot, 🥺🥺🥺 piney i will be billing you for my dental visit expenses; be prepared to pay cos ive always wanted to secretly try out grillz as a new yorker girlie
also random brainrot but 1000% positive grandpa jack was a fucking hottie in his glory days (underground fighting rings? picturing tyler durden rn)
also please give mama reader a fucking medal, cutting up raw meats and organs first thing in the morning (EVERY morning) is a feat indeed
also johnny/reader’s first meeting at the funeral home is absolutely exquisite, the perfect amount of drama and angst!!! raaaaaa biting my pillow and tearing it to pieces
- reader’s physical reaction to the “he’s behind me, isn’t he” revelation
- johnny’s physical glow-up described through reader’s eyes is just UNFFFF *chef’s kiss*
- reader going straight into panic/mama bear mode re: emma
- “it could have been longer, john” HOLY FUCKING SHIT MY ICE COLD QUEEN PLEASE I CANNOT KNEEL BEFORE YOU FASTER OR I’LL BREAK MY KNEECAPS
- “your voice so cold it stung your tongue as you spoke. The ache in your chest was overtaken by rage, pure and hot. “Excuse me.” i am f e r a l for this line, this is PERFECTION i can taste the emotions here like viscerally on my tongue
- honestly kudos to reader for not punching tom’s lights out when she’s running to get emma from him
“I don’t care.” You wanted to scream. You wanted to cry. You wanted to dig your nails into his skin and hurt him like he hurt you. “We don’t need you, we never needed you. I loved you, and you left for years . Deal with the consequences.”
Johnny Mctavish, a wolf, a soldier, flinched from you.
It wasn’t the victory you thought it would be.
AAAAAAAA YES THIS IS ME AS I READ THIS REVELING IN THE ANGST
also the last line of ch1 being “Forget him. John always runs.” and summary of Ch2 being “Johnny comes home.” ????? gonna run out of my lipstick giving chef’s kisses to piney here
the way piney fleshes out reader and her story and history with johnny just makes me want to give her a ginormous hug, also like an all-expenses paid weeklong vacation to the maldives or something for the absolute bullshit she’s endured (might have to join you on this though dear reader my salary/responsibilities working in [redacted] means i also need an all-expense paid weeklong vacation to the maldives)
also I FUCKING SUSPECTED JOHNNY WAS SECRETLY TRYING TO SCENT READER WHEN HE SNUCK UP ON HER TO GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO SURPRISE HER BY PUTTING HIS MITTS ON HER SHOULDER; i love that emma picked up on this through her nose
“Because you still smell like me, kitty.” brain going brrrr being overloaded with conspiracy theories about teh many layers what this may mean
wolves were different from normal men. Territorial.
me, reading about fictional territorial wolfmen on tumblr: 🥰🥰🥰
me, reading about IRL men being ‘territorial’: 🤢🤢🤢
“Grandpa was like me,” she said, loyal as always.
i’ll be totally honest the character i fell head over heels with in this story was not johnny taking first place no - EMMA MACTAVISH MY HEART <3 i hope my future children will be brave, kind, wise, funny and compassionate like you <3
It seemed that the only person suffering in this situation was you.
this line + the short almost throwaway line of reader “laughing wetly” just before it just ughhh my heartache! shoutout to all the hardworking parents/caregivers simply Trying Their Best And Getting No Recognition™️ (madstronaut sees you and applauds you, great is your reward in heaven and or the pits of tumblrhell, dealer’s choice)
“It wasn’t your decision to make, Tom,” you said, your voice reaching that pitch that made you feel like your mother. god this got too real, when i hear myself sound like my mother sometimes (esp. when im mad) i literally narrow my eyes at my own reflection and have to check myself before i wreck myself iykyk
also freaking love the lore about hybrids/wolves being discriminated against in society and johnny’s own experience and pitfalls navigating the world! lorebuilding>>>>>>>>>>>>
You were dressed more appropriately this time, a Black Sabbath tee and sweats, your work clothes of pencil skirts, trousers, and wool sweaters currently drying on the laundry lines in the backyard.
ok reader i see you my little rocker <3 you would love saint vitus bar in brooklyn; make tom or johnny watch emma so we can headbang to our heart’s content and you can enjoy a well-deserved night out <3 (on that note #REOPENVITUSYOUCOWARDS)
Emma two-handed it, just like you tell her to. It seemed she was trying to be on her best behavior, the little traitor.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH EMMA YOU LITTLE DEVIOUS ADORABLE SHIT (said goodnaturedly) I LOVE THIS LINE SO MUCH
Something in your chest squeezed when Johnny tucked the blanket around Emma’s skinny arms, more gentle than you had ever seen him.
ok though real talk men being gentle and tender, esp. around kiddos - hi, yes please sirs you can indeed help me mop my panties off the floor
Susan didn’t know what to do with a little boy that chewed on the furniture and got sick when she didn’t let him eat raw meat.
i physically need to see fanart of young wolf!soap gnawing on an armchair leg
This was why you liked Charlie, he was so, so reasonable.
hello charlie or as i like to call you “walking beige flag” the way i would roast him if i was bffs with reader..
also emma drawing that wolf catcher memory and waiting until soap was there to show it to both him and reader - AAGGGGH I freaking loved this and how clever this is i can do an entire pepe silvia conspiracy board meme breakdown of why and how much i loved this whole interaction
emma knowing it is a tough memory for her mama but choosing to draw and show it specifically to johnny - and waiting til they are all in each other’s presences (presence? idk)
i can see reader fighting (a losing battle lets be honest this is johnny fucking mactavish) tooth and nail so far to maintain the armor of assumptions and explanations she’s told herself to deal with the pain of being in love then (from her pov) rejected and how this has bled into how she paints johnny to emma despite her best efforts
and yet as they say sometimes the body says and knows what the mind/heart cannot say yet and 1000% sure that little miss wolf emma mactavish loves her mom but is also sure that momma isn’t sure on where she stands with johnny
also ALSO the fact that jack raised both johnny and emma HAS TO MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT - even though they’ve just met i love the little tidbits of the special wolf-to-wolf and father/daughter connection they have
AND AND AND so my grand theory here is that i believe emma made and showed this drawing to johnny because from what she knows - she perceives mama reader to despise johnny on the surface, yet still wants him - but based on what she’s told her about johnny, thinks johnny may not want mama - and drew this to prove mama is still worthy and a great protector - “You haven’t got any teeth or claws but it didn’t matter.” - and “showing her off” to johnny COUGH ANYWAY THAT’S WHERE I’LL END MY THESIS TYVM
also i love the bits sprinkled around the fic about johnny’s eyes sparkling eerie/brighter when he gets worked up
Perhaps all the war and killing really was good for his temperament.
HAHAHAHA OKAY SHIT, MAMA, WHO IS THE DELULU ONE NOW????????? (tbh it’s me, hi im the probl-)
johnny trying to find excuses to spend his PMC savings & money on reader + emma - IRL me and my bills & student loans crying laughing hysterically at reader turning this down
“Shut up!” Tommy said, frowning at you from the couch. “Fuck, lovie, he’s a friend from work.”
The man in the mask raised a hand in an awkward wave.
HAHAHAHHA SIMON!!! his entrance totally threw me off but ofc tom’s SHUT UP (true sibling energy right here, no greeting, just yells) and simon’s lil wave just UGGGGGGGHHHH such a nice palate cleanser from the intense but delicious angst - also tipping my hat at the subtle way to introduce Bi!Tommy with the “he’s not company he’s a guest” line 😏
You felt Simon’s eyes on you, judging, appraising. You were sure Johnny probably didn’t have the nicest things to say about you–most likely that you were an irritating little girl that followed him around for twenty years then proceeded to get pregnant and raise the child without him knowing,
would love to know what and how TF141 thinks of mama reader from how johnny has described her…despite her own misgivings <3
Johnny was an unsuspecting kind of violent, always smiling and laughing until he wasn’t, until it was serious.
Simon was different. He felt older.
aaaaaa this is SUCH a good characterisation of them both
You had missed him like a lost limb-
ooh i absolutely love this phrase! I have one person in my life i went through a friend breakup with (iykyk - these are more painful than romantic breakups imho) and we mended things and discovered afterwards we both referred to our break in our friendship as ‘having lost a limb’ to other folks (!) sometimes birds of a feather really do flock together
“It’s just…we’re adults, and adults have tricky feelings. preach mama 🙋♀️🙋♀️🙋♀️
but also pls mama i know you have a kiddo but putting on nail polish right before a date? nooooooooooooooooo though chanel polishes ARE superior cos of that fat brush so all is forgiven <3
also obligatory FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCK to charlie for forgetting the date, do you EVEN KNOW THE SUFFERING WE PUT OURSELVES THROUGH TO GET READY FOR A DATE? TO GET READY TO FACE THE WORLD OUTSIDE OUR DOOR, PERIODT?
IF SOMEONE DID THIS TO ONE OF MY GIRLIES I WILL BE READY TO FUCKING SHOW SOMEONE’S BITCH ASS THAT YOU DO NOT NEED TEETH AND CLAWS INDEED TO GET RIGHT FUCKED UP
anyway climbing down from my soapbox on behalf of women everywhere, back to the fic
as a tiny tiny redeemable bit - charlie having weekly dinners with his gran is a huge green flag trait
He stilled, looking at you. His hand came up, pinching your chin like he used to. “You havnae called me Johnny in a very long time.” The rawness of his voice broke you down into someone you used to be, someone that loved him.
me, extremely pleased, reading this: ah yes, in vino veritas~
The alcohol had dampened the anger in your chest, you felt…open. Open to talking about it. Bleeding the poison from the wound.
<3 <3 <3 this line <3 <3 <3
irl sidenote: u can also do this without alcohol my friends <3 trusted friends, therapy, long retreats into nature, safe places, safe people all very effective and cutting right to the heart in the gentlest ways possible, painful but highly recommend over the alternative (and lesser) options of keeping the poison inside <3
Within a blink, Johnny was kneeling before you, his hands on your knees as his eyes bored into yours. You felt a chill, a whisper of fight or flight pricking your neck at his predatory stare.
ahem hello this is it
this is what does it for me
kneelng for your prey <3
also i love that their first real physical intimate contact after reuniting, beyond that hug after the wolf catcher story, is johnny LICKING reader’s tears off her face
“All I had was a picture and letters, but I could get off just from you writing that you missed me, just from your smell lingering on the fucking paper.” whats that phrase? marines make do? 🥰🥰🥰
me, reading about lacy underwear getting shredded: mmmmf yes sexxxxxyyyy
also me: ok i just know that was expensive, cringing inside at having to replace it
also fics that have men talking to ur pussy as they take care of it >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I CANNOT WAIT FOR READER TO WAKE UP AND SCREAM AT HERSELF
#madstrothought#FaFiCoWriMo#fanfiction#call of duty#simon ghost riley#moondrunk monster#johnny soap mactavish#johnny boy#ghostgorlsworld#BlackPinecreations
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What happened with the snape-hating hinny stan? Pls obnoxious snaters being put in their place gives me serotonin. ☕
Oh it’s a longgg story, but I’ll try to finish it up as soon as I can. And I won’t be saying any names (not even for the Snape fans, idk if they’re okay with it), especially not the Snater’s. Don’t wanna cause any trouble.
Just so you know: this is my “but wait, it gets worse” story.
So, it all started when they—the Hinny-shipping Snater—made an anti Snape post and used the general tags for it (of-fucking-course), and a bunch of Snape fans—including my friend (she’s gonna know I’m talking about her once she sees this 🌚)—called them out for it, and from then on the Snater started sending my friend anonymous hate asks, the Snater was constantly spamming her with death threats (“go get kissed by a Dementor bitch” “you deserve a fate worse than death” and shit like that). But wait, it gets worse. Not only did they mistag, but they also made a post claiming that it’s “their right” to post hate in the general tag and said that “not every main-character-tag is for worshipping said character” and other things like that. Then my friend blocked the Snater through anon then the Snater disappeared (my friend wanted to make sure it wasn’t just one of that Snater’s followers), so my friend made a call-out post about the Snater with screenshots of the hate asks—not all of them, keep that in mind. But wait, it gets worse. After my friend’s call-out post THE SNATER STARTED SAYING IT WAS “just a joke”!! (I wish I was kidding.) But wait, it gets worse. AFTER ALL THIS, THE SNATER STARTED SENDING HATE ASKS TO THEM-SELF TO MAKE THEM LOOK LIKE A VICTIM AND SHOWED PICS. But wait, it gets worse. Not only did they use the same insults (“go get kissed by a Dementor” etc etc) BUT ONE OF THE ASKS IN SAID PICS WAS A DIRECT WORD-FOR-WORD COPY OF WHAT MY FRIEND WAS SENT THAT MY FRIEND DID NOT MAKE PUBLIC!!!
Soon after, another Snape fan made a call-out post about the Snater mistagging, sending death threats, self-sending asks and victimising them-self, etc etc, and even after that the Snater never apologised or acknowledged it. This all happened back in early January. Boy, were they a hassle to deal with.
But honestly, one of the best parts of being in the Snapedom is the drama that stirs up. It can get exhausting but god is it entertaining as hell. We always have to deal with a new, psychotic Snape hater who purposefully mistags an anti Snape post literally every week. It’s like those “weekly gossips/scandals” that happen in those high school movies that take place in America lmao. (Please tell me I’m not the only one who thinks this)
So yeah, that’s why the post I reblogged automatically reminded me of them (both sent hate asks to themselves and made it painfully obvious).
#anti snaters#i’m probably missing something lmao#no seriously they were hella crazy#severus snape#pro snape#pro severus snape#snape#harry potter#hp
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This whole 'friend dating Taylor' thing reminded me of something else from way back in the day - didn't you have a friend who took a photo of Taylor and Karlie when they happened to be at a gym at the same time as her? Or am I remembering incorrectly and that's a different tumblr account altogether? Anyway, been following you for ages. Whenever Taylor does something, I check your tumblr to see the takes on Kaylor nonsense lol
Aw! I love that you come back here. I miss this place a lot just because I had so much fun with you guys. Sometimes my inbox would be so full I literally couldn’t answer them all. You guys and interacting and laughing is the best part of tumblr and conspiracies and Kaylor and everything!
Please note that TTB is TayTaysBeard who got kicked off tumblr for her antisemitism and outing and doxxing of people. When she got shut down, she came back as Spade Riddles. TTB = Spade. They’re the same person
As for the rest, yeah, that was me. The person you’re talking about was a woman who lived in NYC and her husband works very closely with Josh at his company. She got to see Karlie a couple times at business dinners and parties.
She also went to the same gym as Taylor. She ran into Taylor and Karlie in the same class as her one day and snuck a photo.
Here’s where it gets weird. Before she and I started talking, she had been a curious Kaylor. Since she personally knew Josh, she was fascinated by TTBs blog and Kaylor. She believed for a few weeks or months and then realized it couldn’t be true because of what she knew from real life vs what nonsense TTB was spewing.
TTB has always maintained that Josh Kushner is gay and with his best friend Mikey (who is married to a woman with a baby). She’s also always maintained that Josh is a criminal on par with his brother Jared. And TTB claimed that Josh has had gay rumors for ages, everyone knows Karlie is a beard.
So my friend, after a while, and after actually communicating with her, she was like, “I’m out. This bitch is nuts. No way is it true.” Back then, there was no Gaylors. It was Kaylor or Taylor is straight. Nothing in between.
So my friend sent TTB that picture she took of Karlie and Taylor and had shown it to TTB. She said she could post it and say what she’d overheard them talking about, which was just normal stuff. Except at one point, I guess Taylor was talking about some app and said to Karlie, “oh! You should tell Josh about this!” Pretty harmless. But to TTB image thought that if taylor had suggested showing Josh, they must be amicable. But TTB needed Karlie and Taylor to hate Josh for keeping Karlie under lock and key, due to her contract.
That used to be a thing, btw. There were years where the narrative was that Karlie got duped by Josh when she was a teen. He needed a beard to do business with Saudis. According to TTB and Kaylors, Saudis won’t do business with anyone who’s gay. So Josh needed a beard. That’s why he’s with Karlie.
My friend knew this part was bullshit too. Her husband is high up in Joshs company and TTB was spewing bad fiction.
Anyway, sorry so long! Almost done!
TTB refused to post the pic my friend took and instead sent it around to the other big Kaylor blogs at the time, making up a better story around it and using it as “proof”, saying the person who took the pic confirmed Kaylor was together. Which never happened.
So I posted the pic and told my friends story for her. She was literally scared of TTB. TTB had her real email address and she was freaked out she’s dox her and mess up her husbands career. And we know TTB has doxxed and outed people before which is so fucked up.
I think that’s it? This was way back during the time when Karlie and Taylor were still friends.
The pic is on this blog along with the story. I may not remember it all perfectly.
Thanks for being around so long. And thanks for reading to anyone who made it this far!
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I JUST FINISHED EPISODE FOUR AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Well technically I didn't JUST finish it I had to stressed-ly pace around my house for three minutes first xd
And then stare at a picture of an otter which was blessedly the first thing on my dash
Uh anyway :')
OVEIAIWNOHWNZLFKSMSHDBWKABWIDBAUWCNSMLQEZ????!?!!!? SOBBING SCREAMING CRYING SHAKING THROWING UP!!?!???!?!!!!!
SEB HOW COULD YOU D O THIS TO ME??? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO CARLOS?? MY BABY I LOVE YOU BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO RIGHT NOW 😭😭😭 GIVE ME A CIRCUMSTANCE SEB I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED LIKE DID SOMEONE KISS YOU AND WE'RE CALLING THAT IT BECAUSE IF IT NEVER GETS EXPLAINED THAT'S WHAT I'M GOING WITH AND I CAN MAKE WHATEVER I WANT CANON THANK YOU VERY MUCH
ALSO HOW DID THIS HAPPEN SEB YOU CAN'T LIE AND YOU WENT TO CAMP THE SECOND TO LAST DAY
AND JARRED???!?!!!!? SIR WHAT ARE YOU D O I N G HER!????!!?!!!
Okay I'm genuinely struggling to breathe a tiny bit so I'mma take a second lol
Okay I'm back :) did some breathing and a physical exercise to work some of this out lol
Anyway as soon as Seb said he had something to tell Carlos I got SUPER nervous and I was pausing so much but as soon as I started to say it and I saw the subtitles I literally screamed and his for like 3 minutes straight 😭 xd. Y'all I am living my worst life right now lol xd.
WHEN I ASKED FOR SEBLOS ANGST THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT!!
But uh anyway I knew Seb was in a knight outfit (boy we had no idea what that promo pic meant 😭) so I was wondering if the pumpkin was someone he sent or MAYBE him, and then I was thinking a) it's Big Red (especially after interrupting Ashlyn and Maddox around the time I was thinking this) b) it's the person Seb cheated with or c) it's both (awful, worst possible option for anything about this situation). And THEN I was like okay so Jarred, is this the dancer, an ex, the guy he cheated with, or both Carlos's ex AND the guy Seb cheated with. Luckily it's just the dancer xd. Not great news, still, but, you know lol.
Frankie wasn't lying when he said these first few episodes were an episode of Housewives 😭
Boy those episodes really can Housewives 😭 xD
Anyway, uhh, I was depressed in the first half but hoping they'd talk and just not come to a total understanding yet, but then by the end I was screaming throwing up losing my mind :) also I'm pretty sure we don't get Seb next episode so :') because now I need to watch HIM beg lol, even it out xD
Also if we don't get Over Again till the last or second to last episode I freaking swear-
ANYWAY! This is not just a seblos post XD. This is an episode four post lol.
Rina is going THROUGH IT 😭😭. I gotta say Ricky I think you should make it clear that Miss Jenn wanted to switch Dani in lol, not you xd. And I also wish they'd both managed to tell each other about the various situations 😬. When Mack first mentioned it I thought Ricky overheard and I went o.o but xd. Also I know you were in front of everyone but Gina why didn't you just explain the mom thing DD:. Poor Ricky he's going through it for real :((. And with college and everything too :'( D':. Anyway they were cute for a bit this episode and they slayed but xdd 😭. I love them <33.
ASHLYN GIRLLL WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGG!!! Like lowkey 👀👀👀👀 but also girl Big Red 😭😭💔. Unless it was him and Seb in which case I don't think I or this friend group would ever recover but also idk if there would be a need to escalate nonetheless lol- aUAGH ESCALATE THAT REMINDS ME OF SEB-
Whoops sorry lol 🤪 that was so crazy wild 😌
Anyway :D that SONG THOUGHHH!! It was a bop :DD!!! Also not Ashlyn crying when she thought Maddox wasn't okay 😭😭😭💔. Y'all I'm not okay, thank you very much <333
And 😬😬 there's confirmation that Mad and Mad are down - or, as Maddox said lol, bad xd. Sorry guys :(((
Kourtney honey DD:. I swear that's how I start her part every episode XD. At least it's not multiple y's on either word this time lol. Anyway, I'm glad she went out 🥰🥰. I was scared she'd just stay in :((. But while she's CLEARLY stressing, I'm so happy she went to the party and had fun with them :D. And I do think she should look outside of Ivy Leagues, I think something will definitely come from that in some way :).
And speaking of Kourtney SLFKGFJSHDK JET!!! Man is trying his best but it was HILARIOUS lol xDD. Also his moment with Ricky was great xD. But seriously my guy, nice, smooth lol xd. ~Fabric~. Also, little sus over there calling Mack and Ricky hot one after the other xDD. Anyway lol. Also it's really sweet that he helped Maddox with the prank to make it up to her :')) 🥰❤️. I love them so much your honor, thank you very much <3. Another point to that is Maddox's reaction to Ashlyn saying Emmy probably has a crush on him lol xD.
Miss Jenn DD:. I'm sorry honey :((. I'm sorry to Ricky's dad too, he's been great this season DD':. And he's such a MOOD too lol xD. But yeah, honestly, they just don't work great together :'//. And I mean I've wanted them to break up but it was still sad :'( 😭 and I didn't wanna see it I didn't deserve it xD. But nah I'm glad we saw it lol, it's for the best. I'll miss y'all though <33. But not too much xD. Oh and her scene with Ricky and the end was amazing :'DD. I think she's calling Mr. Mazzaraaaa? Idk but I think so and anyway I really loved the scene :'D. Also slay costume lol.
Slay costume EVERYONE y'all were all amazing :DD!!! Everyone slayed so hard they brought the house down 🥰🥰❤️😍🤩✨🥰.
Missing you EJ, Mr. Mazzara, Nini, and Emmy :)). Love you guys <333. Though from the picture on the next episode bit after finishing episode four it looks like EJ's gonna be in the next one :O!!! We love that for us :DD!!!
Anyway yeah xD. Everyone's going through it lol. But I hate to break it to you guys, Carlos is going through it more 😭 xD. Like y'all his boyfriend's been icing him out supposedly because he thinks Carlos cheated on him and when he's finally willing to talk Carlos finds out that Seb cheated on him, and that the lowkey creepy person who bothered him a bit during the night was the person he was accused of, in a documentary that was streamed world wide, is there and wants to be with him. Just. Wow xd. Leave this man ALONE!! Like in the angst department 😭. I mena I love it but come on xdd. Anyway lol!! They seriously are all going through it though lol xD.
Anyway!! This episode was absolutely AMAZING and I loved and despised it :DD. How could you do this to me :')). The music was amazing (y'all that first song was SO FREAKING COOL!!! I loved it it was wild :DDD)!! Both songs were so good, and COMPLETE opposites lol. Despite partially being about the same thing xD. Like storyline wise lol (as in at least a bit about Ashlyn and Maddox being sus). Anyway! The drama was off the CHARTS and it was just a really good episode all around :)). I did genuinely enjoy it lol xdd. Still though, I am going to kill someone <3. I don't know who, but somebody :) xd. And Carlos is death so he's in on it, he'll help me with it lol.
Anyway xD. It was great. I am so freaking scared for the next episode and episodes, thank you :')). But SO EXCITED!! Still dying though lol <333.
NEXT UP IS EPISODE FIVE!!!
#hsmtmts#oasis's hsmtmts chatter#high school musical the musical the series#hsmtmts s4#high school musical the musical the series season 4#episode 4 tw 😭 xDD#y'all the maddox and ashlyn fans (which I kinda am lol - multishipper here yk xD) must be going wild but also D: that their stuff was in#such an episode xD#like such a crazy and upsetting one lol#anyway!!!#hsmtmts spoilers#I'm fine thanks how are you :'))#I was scared from the person who said I wasn't ready on a preivous post but I should've been more scare :'D#anyway no matter the situation I better not see any seb hate around me#not that he's not the one that messed up lol#and I better have no point in saying this but I s w e a r if I see a single thing about joe#anyway 🥰#losing my mind :')#SEE Y'ALL IN A BIT!!!
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“How do you do? Oh, you’ve come to wish me happy birthday? Hehe, you’re too kind. As thanks, won’t you come to my party later today? Since Vil-san is arranging it, it’s sure to be a gorgeous affair and I’d be honored if you’d come!”
✨🧵Happy Birthday to my sweet and fabulous boy!🧵✨
Today is also the 67th anniversary of Lady and the Tramp’s theatrical release, something I considered when selecting a birthday for Farron. Also because he has a lot of Cancer personality traits!
Expect a lot of Farron-centric content today including some new art!
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✨🧵Farron’s Birthday Lines🧵✨
When Summoned: “I’m ready to make this a splendid day! Are you?”
Summoned: “Celebrations like this come but once a year, so let’s make this special!”
Groovy: “Thank you everyone! I don’t want today to ever end!”
Set Home: “The birthday boy has arrived!”
Home Idle 1: “Maximilian gave me a gorgeous set of earrings! I must think of an outfit to match them with.”
Home Idle 2: “Jade’s gift for me was a packet of blended tea, it has a nice scent, wanna try it with me later?”
Home Idle 3: “One of my friends sent me a video card this morning! I wish he could be here but since he’s an RSA student *laughs* that might be a little problematic…”
Home Login: “I’m feeling especially gorgeous today! The feeling that comes only from becoming a whole year older and a whole year wiser!”
Home Idle Groovy: “Vil-san keeps reminding me not to eat too much pasta since it has a lot of carbs. But since it’s my birthday, I think he won’t mind if I indulge a little!”
Home Tap 1: “Sidonie’s piano playing is so lovely, I’d love to join her but she’s banned me from playing since it’s my birthday! Haha!”
Home Tap 2: ”I’ve taken so many pics today! Later I’ll have Cater help me decide which to put up on Magicam!”
Home Tap 3: “No one would doubt that Vil-san is the queen of Pomefiore, but today, I feel like that title belongs to me! Don’t tell him I said that though!”
Home Tap 4: “Kalim gave me a few bolts of silk from his homeland. They are so beautiful! I wonder what I should make with them?”
Home Tap 5: “Hehe, don’t worry, even if it’s my birthday, I won’t drink too much! Vil-san would never let me hear the end of it if I do!”
Home Tap Groovy: “I was surprised when Leona-san wished me happy birthday. That’s very kind of him and I think he’s warming up to me, but couldn’t he extend that courtesy to my dorm leader too?”
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I sent you an ask earlier but it showed as error so im going to assume you didnt get it and send it again because there are times i feel like its a reach with her but apparently when it comes to snc nothing is so i want an opinion .
While living in Vegas she had one of these sponsors where she gave followers a code, it was about a backpack and she promoted it like no other. Yet based on stuff i’ve seen of her provided by people keeping track of her nonsense, she always uses a xplr backpack that i have not even seen on snc. From that and moments where she posts herself i noticed she really does live in their merch. It goes beyond support as well, she wears it for tiktoks, dresses guests in it for tiktoks and when around snc she has it on all the time. It reminded me of a comment i saw on here where someone called her a walking billboard for xplr. I noticed in the new preview she even has the new color block hoodie they released. So its either rave clothing (ick) or every single merch drop since 2020.
A few weeks ago while out and about with a certain someone, people noticed a bouquet of roses in the background of one of her posts. She liked comments alluding to the fact that someone, a particular someone gifted them to her. Yesterday, she posted the exact same flowers with a discount code with her name on it. Its boxed roses for those wondering. Plus i dont think its algorithm what keeping her from supporting Katrina, she answers fans when the questions arent even for her or addressed to her, she is first (and the only one) liking core4 stuff on twitter, she has even liked things that only mentioned Colby and then unliked as if she realized she wasn’t mentioned. Katrina over promotes herself so i doubt shes not going to see 1 of those posts but does happen to see Colbys one tweet every few weeks and likes those.
She doesnt support anything that isnt snc or colby. She has many other “friends” with big projects and she never says a word, but like someone mentioned she made “Skin” fit into a rave/techno playlist. Up until yesterday she still liked pics of her and Colby in Europe and keeps mentioning Wales (ahem). Not exaggerating when i say i hope Kat drops her and its a domino effect.
I definitely did not receive the previous ask you sent, so thank you for re-sending it! I think asks have been getting eaten again 😕.
When it comes to wearing merch in snc's videos, I think thats a strategic decision that snc make to subtely promote whatever merch they have coming down the pipeline. I've noticed others that appear in their videos do that as well, on occasion. So, I assume they handed her and Kat some merch and said "wear this at some point during the next couple vids," and that was that.
As far as for every other day in her life- yea. She's always in xplr gear lol. I don't think I've ever seen her not in it (except for the rave outfits). It really does seem like 80% of her wardrobe is snc/Colby related. It's odd, but if someone was handing me free $50 hoodies hand over fist, I'd wear them til they completely unraveled lol.
As far as the rest of it (ie: the roses and the weird shit she likes on twitter), that's the stuff I have a hard time digesting sometimes. It gives me horrible flashbacks to the days of 🖤🦋, if ya know what I mean lol.
That being said: if this is what she feels she needs to do to get ahead and get notoriety and get her name out there...I mean, that's kind of pathetic, but whatever. That's something that snc need to put the kibosh on if it concerns them, since it's their name and popularity she's exploiting for her own gain. If they don't care...not much we can do about it, really. I choose to try my damndest to not give her what she wants, which is my attention. (Somedays it works better than others, lol).
But yea, I think somethings rotten there. And I do agree, I think it's only a matter of time before a fracture starts, and I think you'll see it start with Kat and work it's way up from there. She's gonna get sick of the selective displays of support eventually, especially if Stas claims to be her friend first. It's really only a matter of time. 🤷♀️
Oh, and btw: the roses thing. Wouldn't it be hilarious if Colby actually did get her a box of cheap ass roses that he used her own discount code to obtain? I am an avid watcher of colbybrockscloset on instagram, I know that he had an outfit on one day that was worth $6,500 US dollars. This man has TWO mansions and a closet full of designer clothes; I'm sure he could afford to send fresh roses if he so chose. So the idea of him using an influencer discount code to get a deal on something like that strikes me as funny.
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yeah i’m doing a little better now, i’ve got some meds and i think they’re doing their job :) haha okay, i’m glad i’m not the only one struggling then ;) but fr sometimes i just can’t find a way to express exactly what i think and then i have the urge to tell you that i’m actually much smarter in my native language…i’m working with very limited vocabulary here :’) aaahh i’m so happy to hear that!!! i’m glad you enjoyed your weekend! and i FEEL YOU with your back hurting, i’m literally living in the body of a 60 year old :// my day has been pretty chill, i went grocery shopping which was maybe a bit stressful because everyone was in a rush, but other than that i just did some cleaning around the apartment and that’s about it :))
speaking of insomnia: when i said “heading to bed” in my previous message i lied. i haven’t slept yet. i’ve been awake for more than 36 hours now and i’m not feeling like i’m gonna sleep anytime soon ://
sounds tempting ;) should uni start to suck again i might actually consider it haha PLUS i could practice speaking english more :)) i desperately need to work on some language skills! sounds like a reasonable fitness goal to me haha :)) you know what, if it makes you feel better and doesn’t affect your life negatively, why not? :)
yeah i don’t know, i’m just trying to take it one step at a time right now and just see what happens…and then when the time comes i’m gonna deal with it :) i’m actually looking forward to seeing her again, she’s a sweetheart :))
oh i bet it was a lot of work, i was thinking you just had one horse but you had so many!!! but as you said, it’s all worth it for the time you get to spend with them :) and i very much appreciate you telling me about them individually and adding the pics, i loved getting to know about them!! you just reminded me of the one time i sat on top of a horse when i was little…i was at a birthday party of a friend and her family owned horses as well and they just sat me on top of this horse called peter and peter could not be bothered to take even one step so i just sat there awkwardly haha :)) but at least i got to pet him afterwards :)
Hey! Sorry I’ve been MIA for a couple days! I’m not even entirely sure why tbh🤷
I’m glad you’re doing better (and hopefully you’re feeling even better now from when this was sent?) and the meds are doing thing😌. Trust me, I do not question your intelligence at all. First of all, your English is impeccable, if you hadn’t told me that English wasn’t your first language then I wouldn’t have known at all. So there’s that. But also, you’re automatically one of the most smart people I know… because you know English as a second language. The English language is… it’s honestly an absolute mess and I deeply sympathise with anyone who is not a native English speaker trying to learn it. So don’t worry, I’m well aware that you’re a smarty pants… in both English and in your language😉. LITERALLY SAME. I swear the way my back starts aching from the slightest thing and the way my knees seize up and crack all the time it’s like I’m actually 70 years old🤦. Oooo I quite like grocery shopping, but it being busy is definitely not ideal. I’m glad you had a chill day, and I hope you’re having a good day today so far!
Oh sweetheart, I’m sorry. I hope by now you’ve gotten some sleep, but 36 hours awake sounds like a nightmare☹️how long did you end up not being able to sleep darling?
Hehe very tempting right? Well you let me know if uni starts sucking again and I’ll start laying it on thick to convince you to come live here😉heheh yes! You most definitely could practice speaking English here… although you might have some local phrases and things that might make you a tad confused… but even as an English person moving here… I was confused by quite a few🤣unfortunately I can’t sleep in until 12, no matter how much my body wants me to, but in an ideal world I would.
That’s a good way to deal with it all. There’s no point stressing over it yet anyway, so enjoy not having to think too much about uni. We can worry about it when the time comes, but rn you can relax and not worry about it! She sounds like it! I’m very glad you have her to talk to now, she really does sound brilliant.
Haha yes we always had maybe 3 or 4 at a time? Sometimes 5? And I left a couple out simply because I couldn’t find pictures of them. Notable mention is Ziggy, he was another one of my sisters horses, my sister spent hours training him. He spooked really easy and used to bolt every chance he got. But he was a total sweetheart. I do miss hanging out with the horses sometimes. Anyway. Thank you for letting me ramble about them!🫶🏼. Hahaha awwww Peter🤣they do that sometimes🤣just far more interested in doing anything and everything else except walking… and they’re big so… what they decide is to some extent the law🤣
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Need some advice queen, since you’re the best at it.
So I had this mild thing with somebody, whatever. We both like each other, blah, blah. They were pretty wild for me too, mind you, once upon a time. We’re in different cities tho, up until I move (so it’s a couple hrs).
Anyways, I was in their city for a week but couldn’t meet up with them, and they decided to talk about how they want to “rip off my shirt” and just sexual talk, whatever.
Shortly after me telling them I’m unable to, until x date (few months), they said they would wait. Then I noticed their demeanour changed, leaving me on read if I get flirty, etc, OBVIOUSLY they got a girlfriend.
NOW I notice they tend to watch all my Snap stories, which (most will argue it means nothing) but my intuition tells me it does mean something.
So I stopped sending them snaps for a week, they stop sending me snaps for a week, I haven’t bugged them. Then I decided to delete them after I saw some push-pull manipulative method bragging on Tik Tok.
After deleting them, this confirms my suspicions they’re watching me, because I haven’t sent them anything. Which means they’re constantly checking my profile, and or Snap score. That’s how they knew I deleted them.
I then get an angry msg from them, saying I confuse them, they’re upset with me cause I told them they’ll forget me, blah, blah I felt bad so I just BS’d them saying I did it while drunk, and not out of malice.
They got happy again, and then send me a pic flexing their Mercedes Benz (mind you they use to drive a diff car but they see me in the Benz, now suddenly they have one?) And then saying they’re going to THEIR girlfriends house.
Now I feel so fucking icky, because I flirted with them weeks ago, and they didn’t mention the gf (just my intuition) they never post her so idk.
But like why stalk me? ESP when they have a girlfriend I don’t … Get it? What do I do? Ghost?
I think the best thing to do is send them a polite message saying “listen, I don’t feel comfortable with our dynamic now that you have a gf. I’m also not sure I want to be friends for now because of the past history/the dynamic we’ve got going on. Best of luck with your relationship! Hopefully after this settles down a bit, we can all meet up when I move there in a couple months and be friends :) for now though I’d prefer no more contact. I’ll let you know when I’m in [their city]. Thanks!” That’s transparent and honest. It’s not accusatory. It’s just setting a super healthy boundary, reminding them of their gf and their responsibilities to her, and saying you don’t want to be part of any untoward shenanigans. And then if they keep messaging after that like yeah ghost them. But say something like that first (in your own words obviously) just to explain what’s going on on your end and also to have the power tbh and like not play games because that’s just gonna be a mindfuck for everyone and eventually pretty inevitably lead to drama and hurt feelings. The gf might not be around by the time you move there, you don’t actually have the be friends with any of them, but this way you’re being positive and constructive rather than yk confusing which is what they’ve already accused you of being. And like they’re very confusing themselves but maybe also confused so just unconfuse this whole situation with a dose of transparency.
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I haven't talked to my friend about it yet, but I did put her on "archive" on messenger which basically means u can't see her, but nothing is deleted. And she's on mute, so she can write to me, but it won't pop up on my inbox.
However, if I write to her, she will come back into inbox, but remind muted.
This is something I've done to people when I feel it's too much to see them or the temptation to talk to them, when I have to hold back and not say something in anger or frustration, just out of sight out of mind.
I saw she had sent a message saying she'll press on her bf for when he would meet me, I replied with 👍 then archived her again.
After a while I took a pic of the tea she gave me and told her it was good, then archived again.
She hardly talks to me to begin with, so it's nothing new.
Not much on insta, snap or messenger.
So maybe
Maybe I wouldn't notice her gone?
Would she, or does she think about what will happen if I'm gone?
Maybe her bf is enough..
But if I do meet him I have to stay on track.
Don't show any upset, use the usual silly personality I got going (which is me but I'll obviously be calm when I'm upset), smile and befriend him, maybe?
That will help
I don't think it will
I've already seen the two roads this will go.
It all depends how I will act when I meet him, and then all on his take of me.
If he doesn't like me? Don't want to meet me again?
That's it.
Ultimatum taken.
I'll quickly and quietly be less and less for her, she deserves someone good.
I'm petty, I wouldnt leave her, not for the world. I'm selfish and I know it.
But after all the shit she's been through, despite all, if I have to go for her to be happy?
Then I'll go.
It will hurt, it does hurt, so fucking much.
But at least I'll know I'm not the one who gave the ultimatum
Or am I?
I don't think lying down when realising how much she cares about him goes under this, but maybe I just don't understand it.
Yes I could try and stand up and explain exactly what I see is gonna happen, that ik what's gonna happen, and she knows it does cuz I see it.
And that sounds so stupid now that I'm reading it back.
There's two roads, you're in the middle, do and say this, here's two more roads, and this keeps going until you either realise you went the wrong way or all worked out.
And I already know her, and her emotions, how she's gonna react, and from what I've heard of him, I can see where he's gonna come in, be possessive and steer her away, even tho she says it's fine or he got nothing on her, but it's gonna work, and I see it.
If they do break up and she comes back to me, she can't know I'm cheering inside, but I'll then know its gonna happen again, that maybe I also have to step back and realise we weren't as meant to be as we said.
She's gonna go looking for that "high" again, and maybe that's the time I'll lose her.
I couldn't compete with this, she needs romantic stuff, intimacy and I can't give her any of it.
I just thought she were the same as me when it came to this, but clearly she didn't even know herself
Unless it's all been a lie
Maybe she didn't even know.
What I do know is that if I speak about this, what I feel, I've taken the wrong path, that path doesn't have many other crossroads, and it's not a game u can reload.
So I'll take the quiet road, I'll try to befriend him, it won't work, I already know.
But maybe, I hope, there's still a small chance it will be OK...
Doubt it tho.
#numb#sad post#unsure#all that's left is crying✨#ok but im like crying omg#friendship#sadness#abandoned
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