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@joyridex
JOYRIDEX — a dash exclusive, private & mutuals only, low activity, indie multimuse blog. this blog/my writing will contain triggering/nsfw content, including smut, but i am also non-smut friendly. MINORS DNI. adored by KJ. 25+. she/her. est.
𝐧𝐚𝐯. ✧ 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. ✧ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬. ✧ 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞. ✧ 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬. ✧ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
TYRIQ WITHERS GIF PACK
— ✰ on the page linked below in the SOURCE LINK, you will find ( TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN ) hq gifs of TYRIQ WITHERS sourced from his role as TEDDY SPENCER in I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER (2025). tyriq is 27 but was 26 during the filming of this project. he is of african-american ( unspecified ) & white ( unspecified ) descent, so please cast him accordingly. all gifs were cropped at 245x145 and were made from scratch by feifer for roleplaying purposes only. therefore, i am taking full credit for these.
gifs feature: Madelyn Cline, Jonah Hauer-King, Chase Sui Wonders, Sarah Pidgeon.
warnings/triggers: Alcohol (beer, champagne), open flames (fire pit), smoking (cigarettes), car accident, flashing lights (police siren, fireworks), police station, cemetary, violence, partial nudity (steamroom), blood.
RULES FOR USAGE:
Every word out of Kyana's mouth felt like a punch to the gut, but she wasn't wrong. His dad wasn't the man he thought he was, and now he had to live with the fact that everyone else seemed to have known pieces of that truth before he did. "You don't get it, Ky. I grew up worshipping him. My whole damn life, I thought he was this... This standard I could never measure up to. And now you're telling me the standard was a lie. That everything I tried to be, everything I thought I failed at, was built on bullshit." He shook his head in frustration before his voice dropped to almost whisper. "And you're right... I didn't know about Jace. But I should've. I should've seen it, or felt it, or something. He's my kid. I can't shake the thought that I failed him before I even got the chance to be his dad." Cameron couldn't have been more thankful that Kyana was letting him meet his son. If only it could be under much simpler terms where he could tell Jace that he was actually his dad and not just a friend of Kyana's from the past. He then followed her when she grabbed his hand and directed him back to the house, though for half a second when they were holding hands, Cameron felt like he was sixteen and in love with the best girl all over again. It brought back some of the best memories, but he had to push them to the back of his mind because once he locked eyes with his son, he wanted to fucking lose it. For a second, he just stood there frozen when Jace bounded towards him, like his body hadn't caught up with his heart. Ten years of missed milestones all began to catch up to him the second Jace looked at him like he was his goddamn hero. "Yeah, I guess your mom wasn't lying after-all. We really did know each other," he finally said after a long moment of his silence, his laugh coming out a little unsteady, but it softened when Jace shoved a football into his hands like it was the most natural thing in the world. The ball suddenly felt heavy in Cameron's grip. Heavy, because of what it meant. Heavy, because Jace didn't know the truth, (couldn't know it), and yet here he was, staring at Cameron with the same damn spark in his eyes that he saw every time he looked in the mirror. "Nice spiral earlier. I saw you and your friends at the park," Cameron said, giving the ball a light toss back to him. "But your release? You've got to keep that elbow up or the pass is gonna flop. Want me to show you?" Jace's eager nod was enough to unravel him. Cameron blinked slowly, trying to keep himself steady. He wanted to tell him everything (how proud he already was, how sorry he was for everyday he hadn't been there), but instead, he just showed him how to hold the ball properly, how to plant his feet, how to drive through the throw. And for the first time in a long time, Cameron felt something other than guilt or anger. He felt... Peace. Fragile and fleeting, maybe, but mostly peace. And as he watched Jace nail the adjustment on his next throw, his chest ached with both pride and loss. From the corner of his eye, he caught Kyana watching from the kitchen, and for a moment their eyes met. He didn't say anything, but he hoped she understood. He wasn't walking away again, even despite telling her that he would after. He simply couldn't.
For ten years, Kyana hadn't dared to let herself dream of what life would be like if she'd had the chance to tell Cameron about Jace. Anytime her mind started to wander, she'd immediately scold herself and think of anything else until it just became second nature for those thoughts to remain in the deepest parts of her mind. But right now, watching Jace get pointers about his favorite sport from his dad, her mind was doing exactly that. Images of the three of them snuggled in the bed watching cartoons, Christmas morning, Cameron being by her side cheering Jace on at his first little league game, every little thing that had been just her for all these years now featuring Cameron. For awhile she lost herself in what ifs, the what could have beens. Unable to stop herself from crying even as she walked to where neither of them could see her from the living room anymore. All these years of repressed hopes, dreams, and feelings were trying to bubble their way out of her and she wasn't able to stop it.
At first, she barely felt the buzzing in her pocket with everything she was going through in that moment, but it finally caught her attention with the reminder notification. She wasn't even going to acknowledge whoever it was texting her while Cameron was in her house, but she needed to at least see who it was to remember to text them back later. She nearly dropped her phone when she saw the text was from her bank, letting her know that a deposit had been made into one of her accounts. It was Jace's account, Mr. Steele had sent this month's money a few days early. She didn't know whether it was a threat to stay quiet knowing that Cameron was in town or if he somehow knew what was going on right now. Either way, it didn't matter, she knew she had to end this and go back to how things had been for the past ten years. The only way to keep Jace safe.
Kyana took a few deep breaths, trying to steel herself back into a calm manner like everything was normal, hearing the sound of her son laughing helped ground her enough to do so. "Alright boys," she started out, hating that there was a hint of scratchiness to her tone from the crying and the fear. Thankfully she knew Jace wouldn't catch it, but she knew Cameron would. "It's time to call it a night, Uncle Ray needs us to come over." It was a lie, which she hated doing to her son, but she needed a reason that he'd believe for why Cameron had to leave. "Tell Cam bye, and then go pack a bag because we'll probably just crash there since I'll be helping him on a bike." Kyana watched as they had a final moment together and then lead Cameron out the front door, keeping distance between them after the money transaction. "I'll try to send you updates about him sometimes, that way you don't have to be completely in the dark. I just can't promise how or when. I don't trust your dad to not get my phone records..again," she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest, "But I'll find a way, promise."
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by clicking the source link you will be directed to a total of 94 gifs of tyriq withers in i know what you did last summer (2025) available on my discord server. he’s african american and white , so make sure to have that in mind when building your muse. the gifs are all sized 268x150 and made from scratch by me. likes and reblogs are always welcomed if you find these helpful !
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open to | mutuals only (unless i liked your reverse starter call). 23+ any gender. about the muse | carter lavea, 28 years old, tattoo artist, bisexual connection and/or plot | any connection! your muse got a tattoo while drunk but can't remember where or who they got it from
"I can promise you that you didn't get that here," Carter laughed, looking at the very cliche tattoo they were showing him. This wasn't the first time he'd had someone think he had done their work that they didn't remember, a con to being on a busy street with a few other tattoo shops. "Number one, my work would be way better," he nodded with a grin, "And number two, it's a rule here at my shop that we don't tattoo anyone if we think they're far too drunk to be making that kind of choice."
open to | mutuals only (unless i liked your reverse starter call). 25+, f/femme nb. about the muse | riley edwards, 31 years old, bartender, lesbian connection and/or plot | friend, ex on good terms, fwb, frequent customer
"I don't know how you always mange to get me to drink while I'm working, but one of these days you're going to end up getting me too drunk and I'll be fired. And you'll have no choice but to take care of me forever after that."
open to | mutuals only (unless i liked your reverse starter call). 25+, any gender. about the muse | javi reyes, 33 years old, music producer, bisexual connection | your muse starred in a couple of music videos that javi helped produce. they hit it off on the first one, and keep flirting while working on the second
"You keep looking at me like that and this shoot is gonna take ten times longer because I'll do too distracted with your ass to get the work done," Javi teased with a laugh, looking down at the footage he was going over from the day before.
KJ APA The Map That Leads to You (2025)
Three months had dragged on for what felt like forever at this job. Normally, she would have been savoring every second of it and not wanting it to end. That's how all of her others job had gone. But none of those jobs had Sally, who was currently sitting in front of her as Reese was finishing up. It wasn't the first time that Reese had been attracted to someone she met on a job, but it was the first time that it had been reciprocated. And at a job with a no fraternizing between employees rule, no less. They had agreed to keep it professional until the normal makeup artist was back from maternity leave. It was finally Reese's last day, and they had their first date officially set up for that night which she was counting down the minutes for. "You're all set, Miss Harper," she said softly, her fingers grazing down the other's neck after touching up a spot on her cheek. Reese shot her a quick wink before moving on to the next reporter, it was the last hour of the day and she was chomping at the bit to get out of here with Sally. @kinkiskarmas
"You're given that responsibility all by yourself?" Charlotte had no idea how all that stuff worked. She tried to listen to Danny talk about it sometimes, but most of the time it was a lot of words and vocabulary that didn't quite settle in Charlotte's brain. But if he was only an assistant, it was cool that he was getting so much responsibility. "Just make sure that you get in touch with him sometime soon, before he gets swept up in things." Charlotte rolled her eyes playfully. "Ha ha, very funny." Maybe that was part of why she had told Brady that Conner wasn't there. She had been dating Conner when she and Brady first met, but that hadn't stopped him from openly flirting with her any chance he got. She always playfully passed off his advances then, but she was single now. There was nothing wrong with letting him try now. Maybe she would be more receptive to it. "I happened to be coming this way. This school is halfway between my apartment building and my parents' house. I've been there working with my mom for the past week, so I figured it was time to go home." She titled her head to look up at him as he got closer, giving him another playful smile as she rolled her eyes once more. "I'll let him know you're coming. And I expect to see you there. No take backs." Her gaze drifted past Brady, looking at the grassy field and wondering how much longer they would take, before she fixed her eyes back on him. "Maybe next time make sure I don't need a reason."
"Kinda. I came up with a playbook, and we've been having meetings to go over them all and change up what we need to. Especially as we see the kids play, we adjust it to fit their style and everything. I think it was mostly just a test for me as a coach to see where I'm at. Playing and coaching are very different, and most people don't start out as assistant coach." It was a huge responsibility, one that Brady had mulled over for a month or two before accepting the position, and he was determined to do his best. "It's a starting point for me, really. If I do well, then maybe I can move up to coaching college or even the NFL. Keep the dream in some way, you know?" Brady didn't often open up in any way about how losing his dream made him feel, and he wasn't sure why he had just done so in some way to Charlotte. In reality, they barely knew each other. It wasn't the first time that he had flirted with her, but it was the first time that it felt like she might be flirting back. Even if denying it was how she was doing so. "Sounds to me like you thought a lot about that excuse to have it so prepared," he teased, grin on his face, "I'll be there, don't worry. I definitely wouldn't miss it now that you're needing me there so badly."
He took in a deep breath, letting the weight of everything she'd just said settle in. His father — his own father — had been the one behind this mess all along. Threatening her, threatening Jace, even orchestrating the chaos that had made him leave. Anger surged through him, but it was laced with guilt for ever doubting himself, for ever thinking leaving her had been about anything but keeping her safe. "You... You're telling me all this?" His voice was quiet, but thick with a mixture of disbelief and awe. "My dad... He did all that? Every threat, every lie, every way you had to hide him... For ten years? God, I should've known... I should've been here. I should've protected you both, and I didn't. I left you to fight him alone." His hand went to his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose, trying to slow the racing of his heart. And even though Kyana told him to stop, he simply couldn't help himself from continuing further. "I can't even imagine what you've been through, Ky. The fear, the pressure... Keeping him safe, keeping all of us safe, and doing it alone." He swallowed hard, voice dropping almost to a whisper. "I didn't leave because I didn't care. I left because I thought... Maybe it'd be safer for you, at least that's what my dad insinuated. And I was wrong. So fucking wrong." Cameron stepped closer, the urge to reach for her too damn overwhelming. "But I'm here now, and I will be here. Whatever my dad does, whatever he threatens... I will not let him touch him. Not my son." Then, when Kyana finally told him that she could meet him under a couple strict rules, he let out a long, shuddering breath, feeling a mix of relief and disbelief wash over him. Relief that she was letting him meet Jace at all, and disbelief that it had taken ten years to get here. "You... You're really letting me do this? Even like this, even with him not knowing who I really am to him?" Cameron wiped away at his eyes again before folding his arms over his chest. "Thank you... For trusting me. For letting me be part of his life, even if it's just for today. I won't say anything to him, just that we were friends in high school. I can't promise it won't hurt, though."
Kyana couldn't even imagine how this felt for Cameron to find out all of this about his own father, and she had barely scratched the surface of who Mr. Steele really was. "Your dad isn't who you think he is, I'm sorry." It was an apology she truly meant. She had grown up with parents that didn't follow the law, it's why she had spent so much time with her uncle her whole life. Finding out that Cameron's dad was basically the boss of it all down here was a lot for her, and it wasn't her father. "I've been okay, I've figured out how to handle it all and fly under your dad's radar the best I can." The words 'until now' wanted to slip out, but she didn't want Cam feeling any more guilt than he already was. Not about this, when it wasn't his fault. "Look at me," she told him, voice stern so that he'd have no choice but to do so, "Stop blaming yourself about Jace. Even if you had known and had been here, your dad would have found some other way to intervene. Hell, he'd probably have me on a life sentence or worse so that Jace would be with your family only. You can't blame yourself for stuff you didn't know about. And if you want more information on your dad, Uncle Ray has proof of a lot of it hidden away. Just go see him before you leave town." It had been over a decade worth of work that her uncle had done to get that proof, but he knew there was nothing he could do with it given Mr. Steele's connections as an attorney.
As much as she wanted to believe everything Cameron was saying to her about how he'd protect Jace, she knew there was nothing anyone could do when it came to his father but she just offered a small nod to make him think she believed him. "You deserve the chance to meet him at least once," she nodded, moving over to grab some paper towels from the work bench. She kept one for herself and handed one to Cam so they could both clean up their faces to not look like they had been crying. "Come on," she grabbed his hand without even thinking about it, dropping it halfway to the front door when she realized what she had done. As they walked inside, she tapped on Jace's shoulder to get his attention and his eyes immediately went wider than she'd ever seen when he realized who was standing his house. "You really do know him, mom!" she yelled out excitedly, jumping up from the couch. Kyana introduced them and then excused herself to the kitchen to let the two have some time together, which she had no doubt would almost entirely be about football and Jace trying to get an autograph. From where she stood at the counter, she could see and hear them, and she felt the tears welling up at what could have been her every day life if things had gone differently.
"I don't give a fuck about who he's seeing. I give a fuck about the fact that he is constantly trying to do this to me." Sidney let out another aggravated groan, sliding her hands across her face. "Ever since we broke up he's done this. Find stupid ways to get me to see that he's with someone else. He's like a fucking teenage girl." It was a different girl every time, too. Sidney was glad to be rid of him. He always played games like this when they were dating, wanting to know where she was at all times, who she was hanging out with. And when she didn't tell him exactly what he wanted to hear, he would go out, drinking and dancing and messing around with whoever just to make her feel guilty. As if it were her fault. "I'm not going to stoop so low to his level to do the same thing...but thank you." Sidney allowed herself a small smile at the compliment, grabbing the remaining trash and throwing it away, to give herself a clear space to rest her iPad on the counter to start organizing her to do list for the rest of the day. She thought over Andre's words in her head, her apple pencil poised directly over her iPad. "But if I did," she began, looking at him curiously. "How do you think I should do that?"
"That's why he keeps doing it though, cause he knows it's getting under your skin," he shrugged, still mostly focused on the film he was watching. It wasn't until he really noticed that Sidney was needing to talk about it that he pushed the tablet to the side and focused more on her. Even if she worked for him, she was also his friend and he knew he needed to be that friend for her. "He's a dick, Sid. And he's never gonna stop being a dick. Just unfollow him or block him, no reason to keep seeing all his shit. You deserve way better than that." Andre had never really been a relationship person, so it wasn't like he was speaking from experience in that sense, but respecting women was important to him. Always had been, and always would be. "It ain't stooping to his level if you're doing it better than he is, you're just upping his dumbass games." Dre reached for the tablet again, replaying the touchdown drive from the preseason game to see if there's anything he could improve on. "Hm?" he said before laughing at her next question, "Easy. Make him see you with someone that'll piss him off. He's doing it to you with random girls, right? Best way to win is to do it with one of his friends or someone he hates, he'd lose his damn mind."
"this isn't as crazy of an idea as i'm thinking it is..right? give me some reassurance here." charlie exhales, trying to hide the shakiness in her breath. the suggestion of doing an onlyfans of all things together with her best friend felt insane, but they needed the money and this felt like a quick and easy way to do it. post a few videos, enough to gain some decent traction and that'll be it. watching the other set up the camera, charlie rubbed her hand across her chest — a way to calm her rapidly beating heart. she'd only ever been this vulnerable in front of a handful of people, not the entire internet. "the more you reassure me, the less nervous i'll be." @joyridex
Kaia was busy trying to calm her own nerves that it took her a minute to react to Charlie, focusing on getting the camera set up to keep her mind off what they were about to do. "No. I mean, it's crazy but it's not the craziest thing in the world," she tried to assure her, giving her a quick smile from where she stood with the tripod. They had used what little money they had to get a tripod and something better than a ring light. "I know you well enough that you're going to be nervous no matter what," she smiled over at her best friend. With the camera ready to go and the light on, Kaia walked over to where Charlie was standing. "People have been doing this for years when they need money, but at least this way, we're in control of what we do," she told her softly, reaching for her hand, "It's gonna be okay, Char. I promise."
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Brielle didn't even try to pretend like she wasn't melting the second his arms were around her and her legs wrapped instinctively around his waist. God, she missed this... Missed him. The weight of his big ass hands, the way his voice dipped when he got cocky, the way his mouth always found hers like it was the only place it wanted to be. "You really trying to knock me out before I even unpack or barely step foot in the house?" She murmured against Andre's lips, her arms automatically winding around his neck for more support. Brielle kissed him again, deeper and slower this time, unhurried but full of the kind of heat that came from absence and craving. When they finally came up for air, she let her forehead rest against his, her breath catching in her throat just a little. "I missed you, too," she whispered softly, a grin taking over her features. "But you better show me how much you missed me."
"If I hadn't wanted you to see the rest of the surprise first, I would have had you like this before you even stepped out of the car," Dre laughed against her lips. It was the truth too. The second kiss nearly took him out right then and there, every part of him craving her after what felt like forever since they had been like this together. It ended far too soon for his liking and he was about to continue it before she spoke, causing a smirk to immediately perk up his lips. "Already planned on it," he grinned, leaning in to kiss her once more. Andre carefully maneuvered back into the living room without breaking the kiss, slowly sitting down on the lounger part of the couch with Brielle on his lap. Normally after so long, they'd both be ripping each other's clothes off out of desperation but not this time. Andre wanted to take his time and savor every second, finally breaking the kiss but only so he could kiss along her jaw down to her neck.
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"Danny's been asking about you, you know.” A random high school athletic field was not the kind of place Charlotte would normally hang out. She hadn’t even gone to high school in California. None of her siblings had. And yet here she was, squinting into the sun as she watched a bunch of teenagers run back and forth on a field. For what reason, Charlotte didn’t know, but it must be exhausting. Especially in the middle of August. But Charlotte didn't really want to focus on that right now. She was far more focused on the person who had directed the teens to run in the first place, and she hung the upper half of her body over the short fence separating them. "He said that he invited you to the first Chargers pre-season game, but I didn't see you in the family suite." Charlotte straightened up, shading her eyes with her hand (she had left her sunglasses in the car) as she looked at Brady. "So, I told him since I had a free afternoon, I'd come and figure out why you haven't been returning his calls." Charlotte pouted. Though she had very little experience with her brother's college football career (too busy with her own job with her parents), she had met Brady a few times, and she knew how much her brother idolized him. They were friendly, at least friendly enough for Charlotte to know where he would be if she had to find him. "Conner wasn't there either," she said, almost as an afterthought. Why would she even tell him that? He probably didn't care about her ex boyfriend. "My brother Xander's girlfriend was there, and they don't exactly get along." She shrugged, attempting to change the subject once more back to where it was. "So have you just been here?" Charlotte gestured towards the dried up field. "Pushing tenth graders to their physical limits?"
It was hot and the kids were all complaining about running, but Brady was happy to be putting his focus into football. Even if it wasn't the football he had always dreamed about. The sound of Charlotte's voice caught him by surprise, and he stared at her for a second in shock that she was actually standing there. "I meant to call him back, I've just been slammed getting ready for everything with the school year starting. Coach wanted me to put together a whole new playbook," he shrugged. It was the truth, but also half of a lie. As much as he loved mentoring Danny, it was still hard to watch someone else living out the dream he had planned for himself and was robbed of. "You drove all the way out here to a high school football field just to tell me call your brother and that your ex wasn't there?" he questioned with an eyebrow raise, noting the way she was leaning over the fence towards him and grinning, "I knew you had a thing for me all this time." Brady turned his attention away from her for a moment, blowing the whistle he had and telling the guys to take a ten minute water break. "Pretty much. Not the way I thought I'd be involved with football at this point, but it's something," he shrugged, turning his attention back to Charlotte, "I'll be at Danny's first regular season game, I wouldn't miss it," he promised, walking over closer to her, "Unless I need to miss it to give you another reason to come see me."
here’s a list of some plots that i really really want. i’ve credited the original posts where i’ve gotten most of these from!
age gap aus: (cr.)
You live in my building and are so attractive let me always offer to carry your things up the stairs since the elevator is broken in hopes you’ll invite me in.
I’m a new Intern and my boss’s spouse is super foxy.
You’re an 800 year old vampire and I just turned 18.
I’m in desperate need for some cash so I became a Sugarbaby.
You’re my parent’s boss and I accepted your advances because I didn’t want them to get fired but you actually were just interested in me and you’re sorta cool.
We met online, hooked up and it turns out you’re my best friend’s aunt/uncle.
secretly dating/fucking aus: (cr.)
I’m your boss’s child.
You’re a really close friend of my sibling/parent/cousin/roommate but we also really hit it off?
We’re coworkers and usually that wouldn’t be a problem but I’m your boss, so stop looking at me like that.
You’re my RA and you signed a contract saying you wouldn’t hook up with your residents but can we overlook that for just tonight? and next week? and for the rest of the semester, maybe?
We hooked up after the office party even though there’s a strict no dating rule and honestly? we shouldn’t keep doing this but it was really fun.
soulmate aus: (cr.) / (cr.)
All of your dreams are your soulmate’s most significant memories from that given day.
Your soulmate’s hair color is the color of your eyes. the color of your eyes also changes to match the color of their hair if they dye it.
You wake up on your 18th birthday with the first words your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your body so you’ll know them when you meet them.
apartment aus: (cr.) / (cr.) / (cr.)
Your apartment is next to/above mine and I can hear you and your partner dancing and singing and the bed moving and you two laughing and talking in hussed tones and it won’t let me sleep so I bitch about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops and one day turns to one week and then months and I haven’t seen you smile in forever please let me in, I’ve been knocking for ten minutes.
I walked in on your ex yelling at you so you grabbed me and kissed me so she’d go away and I’m kind of freaked out I literally just met you last week.
I accidentally took your laundry but just so you know you have awesome taste in underwear.
The walls are really thin and i can hear everything you’re saying could you please shut the fuck up new neighbor.
One person keeps showing up at the others place because they claim there’s always pokemon lurking there but really they just have a massive crush and wants to see them all the time.
famous aus: (cr.) / (cr.) / (cr.)
Plot where muse a is famous as fuck and creates a fake fan account on twitter/tumblr to feel kinda closer to fans and it’s all good and no one really knows it’s him and he’s getting to know what fans want from him but then enters muse b, who’s so completely in love with muse a and his music. The two begin to talk and they become friends and soon they’re texting constantly and she tells him everything and fangirls about her idol to him and they’ve both caught feelings really badly. So one day muse b gets a little scared that she’s being catfished so she asks muse a to video call her. Out of fear of losing her, he agrees and, surprise bitch, it’s her fucking idol.
We’re bandmates and we’re both straight as fuck but we’re currently on tour and it’s been a busy six months with hardly any time to go out and meet people, wanna hook up? It’s better than nothing, right? — But oh shit we’ve been at it for two months and the sex doesn’t really feel meaningless anymore and I have no idea what to do because aren’t we supposed to be straight?
I’m a radio host who indirectly mentions you and flirts with you on my show but you’re so goddamn clueless, please just notice me I’m so desperate for you it’s kind of sad.
