all moders welcome, boys girls and people in between
two of you forgot to finish your stories in the last thread
all moders welcome, boys girls and people in between
two of you forgot to finish your stories in the last thread
>user forgets to mention the last thread
bad larp
sorry
If user somehow sees this pleeeeaaasssee finish... I neeed mooaaarrr
biggest tease ever lmao
its painful
bump
i will continue writing for those 9s
honestly surprised anyone liked it this much
there were a lot of (You)s so I'm going to split this into two comments. i have the entire thing written though, so i won't make you wait anymore.
>"nah, actually, i was gonna go to-"
>here he names a boutique hipster wrap place we both like, but i'm not saying the name because there's only one of them and it's like a block away from our current apartment so instead i am going to use the next line to describe the music
>boom boom acka lacka lacka boom in the background that we'll pretend is so loud you can't hear what the name of the place he said is
>"-oh, hey, do you want to come with? i'll buy!"
>kind of bluescreening because i'm not sure if it's a friendly gesture or a signal in the context
>"aw, thanks! but i'm kind of tired, and pizza at home is way lower effort than going home and washing all of this off my face and stuff. another night, maybe?"
>"why would you need to wash the makeup off your face? it's not like it's KISS makeup or anything... you look good!"
>flail my arms around trying to signal that this is not my regular method of presentation
>"what?"
>"...i don't look like a guy!"
>he snorts
>"yeah, that's kind of the point."
>what
>blink
>enough of a pause for the music to go through another full cycle of boom boom acka lacka lacka boom to pass
>slur an "uh... wuh" out
>"why would i ask a guy out on a date? what, did you think i was wanting to bro out or something? it's like three in the morning. no, obviously. i was wanting to take advantage of the fact that you clean up nice."
>slow blink
>blink
>blink
>rapidly blinking as i'm registering what he says but still kind of confused
>"date?"
>"oh, shoot, is that bad? sorry if i overstepped a line or anything, i just assumed-"
>"ny- n- nyuh- no. no! it's good! i- no! it's very good! i'm just- what? date? with you? me?"
>space age-seeming medical technology may exist to kill testosterone, but my language processing is still firmly in the stone ages, apparently
>fuck you too, brain
>wait, he's doing his cute little eyes-wide amused smile
>nevermind brain we're cool again
>"it's just an encore; the band looks pretty checked out and they already said this is their last thing. you wanna go now?"
>"I- uh- yes. Yes please."
>he squeezes tightly and we leave the room right as the chorus of the cover starts, years of happiness ahead of us
>"open the door!"
>"get on the floor!"
>"everybody walk the dinosaur!"
>mfw
what was it?
>be me
>wanting to see more boymoder greentexts
WTFFFF user YOU MAKE ME WAIT 4 DAYS AND NO BOY REMOVALLL REEEEEEEEEEEEEE
(still a cute story tho so thank u for sharing)
so real user, so real
please give boyremoval
the struggle. i'll write some i guess
>be me, 8, male
>summer break
>parents make me take swimming lessons (1 hour a day for 2 weeks excluding weekends)
>be me, 15, male (self-conscious about body)
>at summer camp
>refuse to go swimming
>be me, 17, male (questioning)
>on vacation in florida
>refuse to go swimming
>be me, 20, boymoder
>home for the summer
>refuse to go swimming
I'm kinda pissed about those 10 hours of my childhood. I dont think I'll ever swim again
wholesome
go swimming alone it's very comfortable
shitty drug & rape turning into stockholm syndrome story
It was really bad, I'm sorry
honestly valid