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to think the very thing that got me to start writing little headcannons and thoughts(i won’t call them fics) is also the thing that kinda makes me want to stop. idk i know i wasn’t on here much and only wrote a handful of stuff but i’m bummed
i’m more sad about losing something that sparked joy in my life and was a stupid little hobby i fit into my daily routine than i am about not being able to see my fake bfs and husbands.
for the longest time i was so bored and worried that i possibly burnt through all my interests, i didn’t have anything to myself that made me happy- now i have to find something else
storylines ruined longevity ruined content ruined money gone time wasted
i’m not too mad about the money or the time really. i’m happy i had fun with the game for at least a year- a year which felt too short.
i morn the good times i had and the ones i never will with the game in its current state
i’m glad to say i became more social online because of this game and raised my already high standards to impossible heights because why would a fictional man treat me better than any real romantic partner?
i’ll be around reading and lurking- believe that! if i write again it might be a while. i’m sad i never got to know valko and what type of personality he had outside of his trailer. who know i probably would’ve really liked him
to think the very thing that got me to start writing little headcannons and thoughts(i won’t call them fics) is also the thing that kinda makes me want to stop. idk i know i wasn’t on here much and only wrote a handful of stuff but i’m bummed
i’m more sad about losing something that sparked joy in my life and was a stupid little hobby i fit into my daily routine than i am about not being able to see my fake bfs and husbands.
for the longest time i was so bored and worried that i possibly burnt through all my interests, i didn’t have anything to myself that made me happy- now i have to find something else
storylines ruined longevity ruined content ruined money gone time wasted
i’m not too mad about the money or the time really. i’m happy i had fun with the game for at least a year- a year which felt too short.
i morn the good times i had and the ones i never will with the game in its current state
i’m glad to say i became more social online because of this game and raised my already high standards to impossible heights because why would a fictional man treat me better than any real romantic partner?
i’ll be around reading and lurking- believe that! if i write again it might be a while. i’m sad i never got to know valko and what type of personality he had outside of his trailer. who know i probably would’ve really liked him
now why in the hell would they remove the cutie completely
that whole situation is so off putting i’m tempted to quit the game but i just spent over 50$ just to get two outfits 🙄🙄 so give me a min(i ended uninstalling the game)
all i know is if and when this game shuts down(hopefully before 🤞🏽)i’ll find my sylus and zayne in the real world lol my two boyfriends husbands who are also boyfriends husbands
There’s a big portion of the lads fandom that are the most homophobic, racist, and fatphobic people I have ever had the displeasure of coming across. So I hope this piece ruins their entire year 🫶
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When Sylus first gives you his black card, he expects to find charges for designer clothes, fancy perfumes and jewllery. Instead, he finds... year 2005 barbie dolls? pinned butterflies? pot plants? merch for an obscure childhood show that only aired in your home country? oddly spesific hobbies and collection items you apparently love. You don't need $10,000 shoes. You want a funky novelty landline phone to display on the shelves. You want 3 meters of a nice fabric to sew things with.
And while he is surprised and oddly amused, he is all for your oddly spesific hobby. You want a swimmable mermaid tail? sure, he'll pay for the custom fin add ons. You want a particular beanie bear you wanted as a kid? go for it, get five if you want.
i know i’m in the minority but i actually do think sylus would cuss a lil when he slips it in. yeah he’s not an everyday cusser or even a cusser at all but for the most part he’s human
i can definitely see him losing his resolve and saying fuck or shit because nothing else feels better than being with you, connected, sharing and indulging in your desire for each other. there truly is no better word in that moment to describe the pure bliss and ecstasy that is the first couple of seconds when you’re finally one again.
please don’t stifle him :( lol he’s such a well rounded character. they’re all so multifaceted and thought out, not one of them are just one thing all the time
yeah he’s more.. i can’t find the right word- but he’s not sniffy or pompous. i just think he doesn’t see the need for swear words in his day to day life but in my mind he’s cussing during sex
poor head is too fuzzy and a bit overwhelmed and he just wants you so bad- god i love this man
rewatched jennifer’s body and i’m trying to see who i would eat first in lads and who would love it of course. i think all of them would be a willing and happy sacrifice but i also want to feed off of them-
then again it’s pride month and jennifer’s body is too queer coded to be saving men. FEM LADS IT IS
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i think caleb is a sniffer. like seriously and not in the way that’s obvious lol. yes he all up in those drawers BUT i think he just like your smell. EVERYWHERE.
he uses your body wash and smells you when you come out the shower
you come back from being out all day at work or in the heat and i can see him going for the armpits
he’s so gross but i’m obsessed with the though! head in the crook of your neck trailing down your check and he take a big whiff when he get to your stomach inching closer to your…
please someone sedated me i can’t this off my mind. he’s not even my mains i feel like i’m cheating!!
couldn’t sleep. i was. too busy thinking about a sloppy make out session with sylus. lip biting tongue sucking teeth occasionally bumping. eeeii pulling each other closer and closer like you’re trying to be one. the last two cards were great info for me. seeing how needy and hungry he gets and how he holds mc’s head!
god! i also need his full body weight on me he’s just so big
i’ve been using old spice’s serial griller(smells like toasted marshmallows)body wash and deodorant and i can’t get zayne off my mind
you’re laid up in bed together after your shower and he starts nuzzling and biting you. “you smell so delicious, how could i not get a taste”
ahhhhh i’m geeking just thinking about it
not really sexual just playful and him being a little annoying when you’re trying to sleep. gnawing at your shoulders and back,, arms wrapped around your middle to keep you close,, light chuckles ,, all that
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hey guys sorry i’ve been gone for so long. i don’t think anyone is really checking for me but i got an assistant editing job a few months back and that has been keeping me busy along with some other stuff.
i kept getting notes on my trent lane post and i actually wrote something about him for valentine’s day based off of a request i got.. but i haven’t posted it
ngl i’m a lil nervous about writing something longer than a short scenario bc it’s like, is it really good or is it all in my head? plus i’ve been feeling this invisible and nonexistent pressure . you know how you were told you were good at something your whole life then suddenly you start to question the sincerity of that? that how i am with writing. honors in english and all that now i suddenly feel like i don’t know what words are or their meaning
BUT ENOUGH WITH THE VULNERABILITY
i’ll come back sooner or later with that trent lane fic and maybe some zayne and sylus too. yes i have seen the new season of jjk.. and yes i love that man(higuruma) dearly- can’t get him out of my mind actually
Rating/Type: Explicit (18+); smut, fluff, angst; friends to lovers
Words: 900 (Part 3 of 8+?)
Setting: Caleb & Preston's apartment
Content: Preston's POV, waking up in Caleb's bed, awkward/accidental cuddles, morning wood lol (x2), masturbation, shame spiral
Warnings: Negative self-talk/shame, masturbation, Caleb's 90% asleep and rubbing himself on MC without asking for consent/realizing it
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When I woke, Caleb was cuddled up behind me. He had always been an early riser, but that morning, he was still fast asleep. My mouth was unpleasantly dry, but I couldn't pass up the chance to be close to him.
Caleb stirred, breathing deep and letting out a low, husky moan that made my stomach flutter. I was resting on his sturdy bicep, his skin pressed against my cheek. The slick of our sweat mingled, with the spicy musk of his armpits enticingly close.
Waking up with Caleb behind me, bare-chested and sweaty, made my cock stubbornly hard. My mind wandered, imagining we'd slept together in the way I craved. I sighed helplessly. These fantasies of yours are out of control, Preston. How can you be this pathetic?
When I thought he'd fallen back into a deep slumber, he strengthened his grip on my waist and pulled me even closer. My heart was pounding as he nuzzled into my long hair. He breathed me in and let out a satisfied huff, the damp heat tickling against my scalp. Then, he curled his knees up, and I felt the stiff bulge through his shorts.
Am I dreaming? Hallucinating? Have I finally lost my mind?
My whole body flushed and broke into a sweat. I struggled to resist flipping over to wake him up and kiss him. My breath quickened to catch up with my racing heart. Why is he rock-hard? To torture me?
Caleb is straight, I reminded myself. He's not popping a boner because he's secretly dreaming of you. Morning wood is a reflex, nothing more. He's not into dorky little femboys, or any boys at all — you're just delusional.
“Preston,” he mumbled into my hair. “Hm?”
My cock pulsed as he slurred my name. Caleb slowly registered who was lying beside him, his muscles stiffening as his rational brain came online. He hurriedly pulled back to create distance between our bodies. The absence of his warmth was obvious as my sweat rapidly cooled.
“Sorry,” he muttered. “Didn’t mean to get up in your space.”
“It's okay,” I choked out.
“You feelin’ a'right?” His voice was raspy with sleep. I felt my body quaking as he rubbed my back. "You're really warm. You’re not sick, are ya?”
“I'm fine,” I squeaked. “I feel fine.”
“You’re shakin’ like a leaf,” he fawned. The sleepy crackle in his voice as he doted on me was precious torture. “Pipsqueak?”
Oh, Caleb, don't call me that. Not in that voice. Not now.
The longer he investigated, the more likely he was to notice my arousal. And how pathetic I am. If he catches me with a raging hard-on, the shame will actually kill me.
“I'm gonna grab my phone,” I blurted out, hurriedly freeing myself from the covers tangled around my legs. “See you in a bit.”
“Oh,” Caleb mumbled. “Okay.”
He sounded surprisingly dejected, but there was no time to think. I bolted before he could say anything else — or spot my ridiculous erection.
Alone in my room, I peeled my shirt off and flopped on the bed. As I cooled down, it became painfully clear that the problem wasn't fading anytime soon. I'm going to have to deal with it.
I freed my cock, grabbed some lotion and spread it with a few quick strokes. The immediate relief I felt was short-lived, and I worked quickly, trying to get it over with. His raspy voice, his slept-in musk, his breath in my hair. Fuck, his hard cock against my ass-
“Pipsqueak?” Caleb's voice floated through my door, freezing me in place. “Um… I feel like shit. I'm gonna take a shower.”
I swallowed hard, searching for a response. Instead of anything useful, my brain provided an image of Caleb in the shower. My pulse throbbed against my hand.
“I still wanna go.” His voice grew soft and anxious. “I’m sorry I slept late. Promise I'll be quick, a'right?”
“No worries,” I managed. “Take your time.”
“Thanks,” he mumbled, his footsteps shuffling down the hall.
I jerked myself stiffly, picturing him getting into the shower. Peeling his clothes off, piece by piece. His shoulders, his pecs, his lower back. That huge, gorgeous ass I've never seen bare. Water running over his freckled skin-
Caleb's text tone sounded from the nightstand as I hit the edge. I grabbed my dirty T-shirt and whimpered into my hand as my release covered the fabric. Chest heaving and head spinning, I flopped onto my back. Once I caught my breath, I reached for my phone.
Dummy (Caleb): I didn't mean to rub on you like that. I was out of it
Dummy (Caleb): I'm sorry if I made it weird :/ I feel like a creep now
Dummy (Caleb): Please don't be mad at me… I still wanna go today
Preston: You're not a creep. And I'm not mad, don't worry
I stared at my ceiling and sighed. As the high dissipated, the familiar prickle of shame crept through my skin. He thinks what he did was creepy? It was an accident. He wasn't even awake.
If only he knew.
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