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  Sometimes even the devil on my shoulder asks, "what the fuck are you doing?"   And anytime I feel like giving up, I remember I have a lot of motherfuckers to prove wrong

[cant-taemout]

[oshylo-blog]

lukexbrooks:

Luke let out a small laugh as he heard Shylo’s choice of nickname for him. It felt nice to be able to joke with the younger male now that they were both in a much better mood from the one at their first meeting. The mechanic was glad to see Shylo seemed to have fully recovered now. “Well, I’m free now. If you’re willing to wait until I close the shop, it won’t take long. We can check out the place you’ve found on Craigslist, but it’s a good thing you thought about bringing someone that’d be able to help with that. I’ve met a few sellers that tried to trick me before: overcharging for pieces, insisting that the car is in a perfectly good condition when in reality the engine wouldn’t last another year, things like that.“

Smiling widely, Shylo hopped up onto a shelf at his back and swung his legs as he looked over at Luke and slid both hands through his own hair, pushing it back from his shoulders and gathering it into a high ponytail that’d stay out of the way for the rest of the day. Hopefully. “Good. You need to get changed or anything? Or you wanna go as you are and let the dude know that my husband is a mechanic, so he shouldn’t fuck with us?” Winking at Luke, Shylo snickered and tied his hair high on his head before plucking a bag of chips from his pocket and digging in, offering some to his companion with a warm smile. “Thanks though... for doing this. You don’t have to. You’re a good guy, Luke. A very good guy.”

[oshylo-blog]

lukexbrooks:

It took Luke a moment to recognize Shylo with the new hair, but as soon as the other stepped into the light and the mechanic could get a good look at him, he grinned. “Thanks, babe.” He replied in a playful tone. “It’s nice to see you fully recovered. That sounds good to me, when do you wanna go?“ The blonde asked, smiling. "Also, what type of car are you looking for? I have a few friends in the bussiness that would give you an honest price.”

The response garnered a breathy chuckle from Shylo’s throat, merriment shining clear in his eyes as he rocked back onto the heels of his feet, swaying on the spot and watching Luke. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt incredibly comfortable in the older males presence. It probably did have a lot to do with the fact that Luke had saved him, but there was something deeper there. Maybe the air around the other man... or perhaps that he was married to Romeo and anyone who married Shylo’s ex-best friend, had to be a great person. “Anytime, honey. I’m ready when you are. I found the car on Craigslist. It’s an old Mustang. A Shelby. Looks in good condition, but I can’t trust it at a glance and I know nothing about cars... then I remembered my knight in shining armour worked here... and here I am~”

[fuckyesfandoms]

[lukexbrooks]

Luke had already taken a shower and was now using a wet towel to try and clean himself up completely after fixing a major oil leaking problem for one of his clients. Hearing footsteps approaching, the mechanic turned around towards the newcomer. “Just had to fix someone’s oil pan and there was a leaking problem. Don’t you hate it when your clients forget to inform you about the issue beforehand?“ He asked, reaching over to take his shirt and put it on quickly. "But anyways, how can I help you today?”

[oshylo-blog]

Raising an eyebrow in sheer amusement, Shylo pushed a stray lock of long brown hair over his shoulder and grinned broadly, his expression betraying his merriment. His saviours body certainly was an impressive sight, but Shylo couldn’t ogle Luke for too long, because all too swiftly, the man had himself under cover. It was likely the mechanic would struggle to recognise him with his new, longer hair, not to mention the colour change from blonde to brunet, so Shylo walked further into the shop to stand under the nearest overhead light. “It was a good look for you, it’s okay,” he smiled, head cocked to the side as he studied the strong, broad males impressive form. “You can help me by looking over a car I plan to purchase, if you’ve got the time, I mean. Some dude is trying to sell it to me, but I said I can’t buy it until my husband had a look at it first.” Laughing airily, Shylo was of course referring back to their excuse for Luke’s right to visitation in the hospital. 

[taeemin]

[anto-shawol]

[thepersonalquotes]

[oshylo-blog]

shylo and wren huehuehue (sleeping)

Who is a night owl:

They’re both night owls, but I think between Shylo’s work and the nightmares that plague him on the nightly, he’d be the one to spend more hours awake when he’s supposed to be sleeping.

Who is a morning person:

Neither! They both suck at waking up in the morning.

Are they cuddlers:

Yeah, surprisingly. They enjoy a good old cuddle session pretty much anywhere that they are.

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:

Wren is the big spoon and Shylo loves it.

What is their favourite sleeping position:

It changes on the nightly, but mostly, Shylo loves to lie with his head on Wren’s chest so he can listen to his heartbeat and let it lull him to sleep.

Who steals all the blankets:

Wren, and Shy doesn’t mind.

What they wear to bed:

Nothing at all. Even when it’s cold, they just turn up the heat. Either by literally switching the dial up a few notches or getting freaky between the sheets.

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:

Wren loves when Shy is all but drowned in his clothes.

Who falls asleep mid-conversation:

Wren, and Shy just goes back to what he was doing online. He doesn’t mind.

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:

Shylo. He has a lot and Wren would help him through it.

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:

Shylo punched Wren and then made up for it with a morning blowjob.

Who can’t keep their hands to themself:

Wren would be more tactile and Shylo would slowly but surely learn to love being touched so intimately and so much.

[mishymix]

Shylo and Wren!

send me a ship and I’ll tell you…

who is more likely to hurt the other? Shylowho is emotionally stronger? Wrenwho is physically stronger? Wrenwho is more likely to break a bone? Shylowho knows best what to say to upset the other? Wrenwho is most likely to apologise first after an argument? I feel like there would be a looooong silent treatment between them but eventually Wren would get lonely and apologizewho treats who’s wounds more often? Wren treats Shylo’s woundswho is in constant need of comfort? Shylowho gets more jealous? Wrenwho’s most likely to walk out on the other? Shylowho will propose? Wrenwho has the most difficult parents? Shylowho initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? Wrenwho comes up for the other all the time? Wrenwho hogs the blankets? Wrenwho gets more sad? Shylowho is better at cheering the other up? Shylo? He’d make up some dirty jokeswho’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? Shylowho is more streetwise? Shylowho is more wise? Wrenwho’s the shyest? Neither of them are shy xDwho boasts about the other more? Wrenwho sits on who’s lap? Shylo sits on Wren’s lap

@oshylo

[oshylo-blog]

idgaf-wren:

“And I thought I was pessimistic.” he teased. Wren wasn’t going to tell Shylo that he didn’t know that for sure because he didn’t know the teen well enough to actually say that. He’d only known him for a short bit of time and even though they seemed pretty comfortable talking to each other, Wren wasn’t going to be that preachy person saying that maybe one he would find ‘the one’ for him. “I honestly think she was immune to the smell. I helped her with her groceries and when I walked into the house the smell slapped me in the face but she acted perfectly fine.” he added with a light shake of his head. The more Wren talked to Shylo, the clearer it was for him to see that he was a little messed up. Shylo seemed lonely and his answer was a little depressing to say the least. “I see…” Was all Wren could really say. He didn’t really know how to respond to what Shylo had to say. Shylo wasn’t wrong, but his words were a little unsettling. “Yeah but that’s not that bad in their hetero minds. How long is a while ago?”

A self deprecating smile spread over his lips and Shylo met the others eyes without a word. He knew he could be quite the downer to most people, but he hadn’t always been this way. Not when he was friends with Romeo anyway, the dancer would never let him dwell too long in the dark recesses of his mind, pulling him back to the present often and making him smile at least once a day. But Romeo was also the only other person alive who knew what Shylo had been through... and still, he left too. From that moment forward, the vocalist knew people weren’t meant to stick around. They were supposed to be selfish, at least that’s what Shylo believed. “Well, at least you were good to her, I’m sure not many others were. But cat urine is the worst smell in the world,” he responded with a grin. It was true too. For being the cleanest animals around, they sure did stink. “I also heard that chick fucked the whole football team... not sure if your friend slept with her or not, but I’d hope not. Hopefully he has more sense.” The bridge of his nose wrinkled as Shylo met Wren’s eyes, the disgust soon melting into a smile in light of the question. “Uh... about eight months.”

[oshylo-blog]

idgaf-wren:

“You’ve given up already?” Wren chuckled. “How old even are you? You seem a little too young to be thinking about your old cat dude days. I’ve actually met an old cat lady once and I could never stand to be in a room with her, especially if the windows are closed. She always smelled like piss.” he wrinkled his nose as he thought back to her. “I don’t think I believe in the whole ‘one and only’ thing; I blame my parents.” he joked before continuing. “I think there can be more than one person that makes you feel all tingly inside. So I’m going to say maybe, but I sure as hell don’t expect to find them anytime soon.” he answered. “Damn. Bet she’s no longer in denial. Bet you she’d also like having a dick in her mouth..I know I do.” he joked. 

“Kind of,” Shylo answered with a barely contained laugh. He shouldn’t be so pessimistic, he was aware of that, particularly given his youth, but in all the years he had been alive, no one human being had ever done anything that wasn’t selfish in some form and everyone he met left. No one ever stayed. He’d since learned that guarded was best. “I’m eighteen. But for real, I just don’t see me ever being with anyone.” Stretching a hand out, Shylo gently nudged Wren’s shoulder and barked a sharp laugh when he listened to the story the other shared. “That is so gross... I’d be a clean cat dude or... dog dude. I can’t stand germs.” Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Shylo worried at the plump flesh of his lower lip while the other spoke and he pondered the words, mulling them over in his mind and trying to figure the best way to express how he felt about the issue. “See... I don’t think there is anyone for anyone. We’re born alone and we die alone. The bits in between exist solely for the amusement of someone else.” Nodding as though to further affirm his own comment, Wren’s response caught Shylo off guard and had him laughing all over again. “From what I hear, the “fags” aren’t the only ones that take it up the ass. She does too. Damn, last time I had a dick in my mouth... I was dating. While ago now.”

[taemingifs]

ask in a box // 150522

[taemingifs]

high cut magazine // bts // 150612

[oshylo-blog]

lukexbrooks:

“That’s exactly what I’m trying to say, sometimes it just happens. You don’t even see it coming. I get that, pushing people away is easier than actually opening up to them. Been there, actually.“ Luke waited expectantly as Shylo looked down at the picture. At this point, he was about 97% sure that they were talking about the same person, but it was possible that Shylo’s friend was just a guy that shared not only his husband’s name but most of his qualities as well. He’d be intrigued to meet this guy if this turned out to be the case, it’d be funny to say the least. A warm smile made way into Luke’s face at the words. "I try my best to, he’s amazing.” Taking a few seconds looking down at the picture and his husband’s beautiful smile, the mechanic finally returned his gaze back at Shylo. “We can set up a meeting if you want? I’m sure Romeo would like that.”

Considering the other males words silently, Shylo decided Luke was likely far wiser than he himself was, so he’d bet the older male was correct. It didn’t change the fact that somewhere deep down inside he knew he’d always be single. Unloved to the extent that others seemed to enjoy. It just wasn’t in his stars, provided one believed in fate and all that other bullshit. Shylo didn’t. There wasn’t actually much the young sceptical man did believe in that he couldn’t see or touch for himself. Trusting didn’t come easy. Humming softly, he lifted his chin and found Luke’s gaze with his own, a ghost of a smile appearing on his lips, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “He won’t want to meet me and... he’s better off without me in his life. Did you uh... push Rome away before you got together? Because of the age gap?” 

[oshylo-blog]

idgaf-wren:

Wren happily laughed along; clearly they both had the same kind of humor. “Not a relationship kinda person huh?” Wren wished he could say he was the same, but truth is he actually liked having someone to call his. He liked having someone who cared about him just as much as he cared for them; the problem is he doesn’t exactly get along with most people and when he does it’s not easy for him to admit his feelings. Hookups to him were just simpler. “I know what you mean. It’s a lot of work too.” He’d had his fair share of threesomes to know they were tiring. “Yeah and what did she do about that?”

“I mean... I could be. With someone that actually showed that they wanted me for more than a fuck, but... as of yet, nada. I don’t expect there to be anyone either. At this point, I’ve accepted the fact that I’m gonna be an old cat dude. Or dog dude, we’ll see.” Shylo met Wren’s eyes as mirth sparkled in his own, a broad grin stretching across his lips and his hands sliding deep into his pants pockets. “What about you? You feel like you’re gonna find your one and only?” He asked, a teasing lilt to his tone. Shylo was having fun for the first time in a long time, he thoroughly enjoyed Wren’s company. They seemed compatible, at least on the topics they’d discussed anyway. “His girlfriend? She slapped me across the face, called me a liar then stormed off. But I heard she found him screwing a dude just weeks later, so... and she called me a fag, so she can eat a dick.” 

[jjongosaurus]

 eviljuliette​ → Taemin with his long hair on lucifer/sherlock era