his moth-eaten waistcoat ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

18+ content and fluff, definitely taboo writing, I procrastinate a bunch..

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Need

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I’ve had this on repeat for a while.

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“I enjoy a lovely conversation, are you on the same page with that?”

Wait, come back. I am. 😭

Why’d I get ghosted, noooo

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I want an older man SO BAD, but I am TERRIFIED they won’t like me for me. 😭 I’m also scared I’ll get too shy and ruin my own chances.

I do NOT want your money or a one night stand

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⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ⋆.˚ ☾

I wanna go home

⭒˚.⋆⭒🖤⃝🪐⭒˚.⋆⭒ ⭒˚.⋆⭒🖤⃝🪐

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👮‍♂️ uniform over 👨‍⚕️ uniform anyway.

HM: 🧑‍🚒 (also love)

Over

Honorable mention:

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Older man at Red Lobster

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔

(Rant, not a fic)

I went to red lobster with my family after shopping at the mall.

The restaurant was cute, small, and cozy.

Our writer though, oh my GOODNESS.

He was tall, big, grey hair, a slight beard growing, his smile was rosy - like Santa Claus’s I SWEAR.

I remember him wearing glasses, he couldn’t have been any older than late 40’s- mid 50’s.. he DEFINITELY wasn’t younger. (Perfect age, honestly).

His arms were HUGE. Giant pillows I’d love to be suffocated by. My face held in those rough hands.

He was super sweet, told awful jokes I loved laughing at, I made sure to leave a great review afterwards.

I couldn’t stop STARING at him, every time he was in the small dinning area we sat in. He talked with other customers, looked at me when my family was talking, I swear my face was the color of a tomato.

I’m so sure he’s already forgotten me, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget about him, good lord..

He probably has a wife and kids at home. I hope no wife.

Anyways! Going to red lobster later today, I’m going to remain quiet the whole time. I might lose my mind, idk.

Update: he wasn’t working today.. 😔

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Watching this movie as a monster lover was so strange. I was in the theater hanging onto Orlok’s every word. I was routing for them in the end, I felt like a total weirdo 😭

LOVED this movie so so much. I watched bram stokers Dracula right after (love Gary oldman), and then I realized I have a new standard - crossing oceans of time to find me.

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I think I’ll die the day a man looks at me with admiration, and I can see it even when his entire face is covered.

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Yall ever feel like you’re being watched?

Haha.. yeah, me neither..

It’s scary and comforting at the same time, but I’m 99% sure I’m JUST paranoid.

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Nooo! I’m shy, don’t dm me, haha…

I don’t know how to communicate with people, it’s like a jump-scare when someone dm’s me 😭

“Hey, cutie” - WHAT AM SUPPOSED TO RESPOND WITH?!! My immediate thought is “ah! I’m scared”, 😭 what is wrong with me wtf

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I blame phantom of the opera for my want to comfort men with deformities they’re insecure about.

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How I feel getting excited over even a SMALL amount of praise or validation

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I really like older men, but not in a “sugar daddy” and or just purely sexual way.

Like in a straight up relationship way. The offers are never people with good intentions, goodness. They see the tags but never my actual blogs.

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“It could be worse.”, “you’re being dramatic”, “you’re so sensitive”, “you’re too emotional.”

Just let me cry about dumb things PLEASE 😭

Just a little “my sweet girl”, “oh, baby girl, what’s wrong??”, “oh, sweetheart, that’s horrible”, “I’m so sorry, baby doll.” Will suffice.. PLEASE

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I find myself constantly re-watching the office (early seasons) for them

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These movies made me feel less ashamed for being a 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴azoid

Monster movie version of feeling less ashamed: