Jules of Nature
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@basilwtf-blog
send me “have you evers” and I can only reply with “yes” or “no”
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alessia: why would i know if they do or not
alessia: check the internet. amazon
Basil: wow thanks for the help
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Benji: that's wild now i'm curious
Benji: i'm gonna check at work for them tonight. but we can hunt for them further if they aren't there?
Benji: that's deep, man
Basil: yes let's go on a wonderball hunt? I could really go for that cheap ass chocolate and chalky candy
Basil: you know how I am homie
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Savannah: OH MY GOSH YES THOSE WERE THE BEST
Savannah: IDK BUT IF THEY DO CAN WE GET ONE I WANT ONE NOW
Basil: I heard you can still find them some places
Basil: LETS GO HUNTING FOR THEM
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Kyle: like a kinder egg ? prize inside ?
Kyle: the ones that we banned in the same country you only have to be sixteen to buy a gun in?
Basil: that's the one!!
Basil: it really is a stupid law, well both are. If we can't be trusted with candy how the fuck are we to be trusted with guns
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ALEXANDER: I heard some people chatting about how the weather was going to be forty degrees today
ALEXANDER: I nearly had a heart attack and then I remembered Fahrenheit is used in America
Basil: culture shock?
Basil: would 40 be hot or cold??
imessage ⇢ open.
annariley: somehow i got my blinds stuck halfway open and now they won't close... youtube isn't helping. how much do you think my neighbors would judge me for pinning up a blanket with a wolf on it over the window?
annariley: i mean, i think i'd prefer the judgement for the wolf blanket than judgement for drinking wine in my pajamas and watching movies and netflix on a monday night, but i'm not sure. advice?
Basil: honestly that sounds like a fun Monday night and like a cool blanket
Basil: I don't know what judgement you're talking about
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Benji: i remember!!
Benji: aren't those banned in america?
Benji: wait, no, that's those kinder eggs... but i suppose the concept's similar?
Basil: well I heard rumors they're appearing in stores again.
Basil: I really want to go hunting for them now
Basil: I want to taste the good part of my childhood again
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Basil: do you remember wonderballs? You know that hallowed out ball of chocolate with candy in it?
Basil: do they still make those?
Good morning/afternoon babes, my friend is coming over soon so may or may not be able to be on till tonight but I've got replies and starters drafted and as always I'm down for individual threads even if it takes me ages to write them up
rlcys:
riley bit her lip. not him, she thought. of all people in seattle she had to bump into him. her smile turned into a frown. ‘’ you.’’ the girl’s lips twisted in disgust. ‘’ yeah, thanks but no thanks, i don’t need you of all people driving me around seattle.’’ riley rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. she closed her eyes, hoping it was only a dream and she sighed, sometimes, she had the worst luck. ‘’ what are you doing here?’’ the brunette mumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Basil shrugged, speechless for a moment. Her reaction was just what he expected, but how was he supposed to react. It’s not like he expected to ever see her again, he liked to pretend that time in his life never happened. Like there was just one big two year black out. “I... well I live here. I moved here a few years ago. Turned over a new leaf or whatever cliche of that fashion you prefer.” He just felt stupider the more he talked. He knew his words meant nothing to her, as they should after the number he pulled on her. “Sorry.” He said softly, his head hanging low.
annarileys:
if one were to make a list of the top ten words to describe anna riley walker– clumsy, or some variation of it, would certainly make the list. especially after a couple glasses of wine, like tonight. her fumbling fingers were attempting to call a friend from her favorites list, attention barely on the phone screen as she conversed with a few classmates at the restaurant bar. she didn’t notice that she’d accidentally tapped a name she had never quite removed from the favorites list: basil. as a result, she continued to chatter away with the fellow students, sipping at her glass and laughing at jokes made by the others, not realizing that the other end of the line had been picked up. “god, i love happy hour here,” she commented to a girl seated beside her. “y’seen the appetizers menu?” @basilwtf
Basil reached for his phone when he felt it start to vibrate, but rolled his eyes as he saw the picture that filled his screen. He should really change her contact picture by now or just remove one altogether, but as of now it was still a snap of one of the last polaroids he took of her. Fuck she was so beautiful, why did he do this to himself. A sigh slipped through his lips as he pressed answer and brought the phone to his ear. “hello...” He started, but quickly noticed the buzz of people around her. His first guess was a party, this was probably another drunk call. But as he listened in on her conversation he was left confused. “Appetizers? Riles? What are you talking about?” He asked already knowing this was a pocket dial or something of the nature and if he was smart he would have just hung up, but he wasn’t known for being smart when it came to Anna Riley. “Hello?” He made one last effort of a conversation he wasn’t even sure he wanted to have.
now I’m left here in the dust; with the taste of broken trust -the quiet, troye sivan
bcnjis:
Benji was cleaning. The concept was ridiculous in and of itself – he had a two year old living with him, for Christ’s sake – and yet he felt compelled to keep tossing the toys into their appropriate bins to make room for the vacuumming he had every intention of getting done before Basil arrived. It had been an ambitious invitation though, thinking back on it, asking his friend to a movie night shouldn’t have made nervous butterflies erupt in his stomach . It definitely shouldn’t have inspired him to go into a cleaning frenzy that a half an hour of Emi free roaming the apartment would undo. The tot in question was currently grumpily serving out her imposed imprisonment in her playpen (one she’d definitely outgrown but Benji hadn’t had the funds to replace nor the energy to do away with completely). He’d scattered some books around her feet in the hopes that she’d stop pouting at him from behind the mesh siding but so far, he hadn’t been forgiven. “Just a few more things to do,” he offered with an apologetic smile as though she could fully understand, “he could be here any minute!”
“Minute,” came Emi’s huffed response and Benji rolled his eyes affectionately. Somehow, his daughter was able to pack a lot of scathing resentment into a single word – he was oddly proud. As it turned out, her prediction had inadvertently come true and not even a minute later, there’s a knock at his apartment door. “F… frock?” what was intended to be a curse was instantly altered given his company. On his way to the door he kicked a few toys under the furniture, plucked Emi out from her pen and made sure everything was as orderly as he could manage. “Hey, hi, sorry!” Benji smiled, opening the door and feeling the breath all but leave his lungs at the sight of his wind bitten, sweater paws wearing crush friend in all his glory stood in Benji’s entryway. “Come in, uh, pardon the mess.” He was being so formal too. Fuck, he was nervous. Why was he nervous?
Basil stood with his back resting on the wall as he waited, killing nervous time pulling at a small piece of thread on end of his sleeve he had pulled close to his fingers. He always found himself fidgeting with something when he was nervous but that brought back up the question, why was he so nervous? But before he could start to questioning it more he heard the door open, his eyes shifting from his hands up to the other boy’s eyes. He could never decide if they were green or blue, but he could already feel himself getting lost in them and as he felt his teeth start to bite into his bottom lip again he yanked his gaze away, focusing on something in the background. Staring was bad habit he had seemed to be picking up and adding to his list the longer he spent around Benji. “Hi.” He said softly as he pulled his lip from between his teeth into a sweet smile, a friendly smile. “And don’t worry I don’t mind. With your little munchkin, it’s understandable.” Basil followed the curly haired boy into the living room, and it was obviously well lived in. He spotted some of Emi’s toys sprawled around, it was nice actually, he could almost feel the warmth of the tot’s youth flowing through the house and hearing her laugh as he walked in definitely helped add to that.
Basil turned toward her and crouched down so he was on her level. “Hey princess, did daddy lock you up?” He cooed, giving her a big smile as he glanced up and Benji and then back at her. “Let’s fix that. A princess should have full reign over he kingdom.” Basil picked her up, freeing her from her confines, which she was obviously not thrilled about, and headed towards the couch. “Let’s get this movie night started.” Basil cheered as he looked back to the boy, the boy he seemed to always want to be looking at lately. That was normal right? For the sake of tonight he would tell himself it was and damn was he easy to look at. But as he continued walked he pulled his attention away from Benji, something that seemed hard than it theoretically should, so he didn’t trip walking through the living room. Which as he walked he could see the hasty cleaning attempt and couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of him, hope it was because of him. He felt his cheeks warm with flattery, before shaking the idea out of his mind. Benji probably did this for all of his guests. Finally he got comfortable on the couch, setting Emi in his lap. “What are we watching tonight Princess?”
htmlsav:
Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to tell Athena that she had gotten a job, not that she didn’t love the girl but she was just so happy for her that she would tell everyone. Of course, Basil had come to see her and in a way she was relieved it was only him. “Thank you, this is actually how I pick up all of the guys I bring back. Would you like to be one of them?” She asked before wiggling her eyebrow teasingly. His words made her chuckle before she decided to have some fun and she picked out the smallest pair of shoes they had before putting them on the counter. “You know what they say about small feet right?”
“Wow, that was somewhat smooth. I’m very impressed, I might even take you up on that offer. Although the girl working the concession stand looks really good, so you know... I’ll consider my options?” Basil replied with a smirk as he glanced towards her coworker then back at her. He dropped his jaw in fake offense as she pulled up the tiny shoes. “You asshole. That other girl is looking really good right about now. Plus you know my feet are about...a, twice that size.”