What Color Do They Think They Look Best In? Do They Actually Look Best In That Color?

I was talking with my mom about a guy I've been flirting with and she told me everything was okay as long as he wasn't a "marihuano sin futuro" a drug addict without future.

Now I realize that the character I simp the most is exactly that description 🥴

Not to be a pervert or anything, but what's Jacob like when he finally gets to sleep with his crush, assuming they let him? Would he ever try it even if they didn't want to?

No worries anon, we're all perverts deep down uwu (I mean, just look at my tumblr LOL)

So if Jacob gets to finally sleep with his crush with consent, then he gets VERY physically clingy very quickly. He wants to spoon you, hold you close to him, he wants to cuddle and touch. To feel his crush's body against his own drives him wild.

A little too wild.

He's been fantasizing about this for so long! So he really wants to tell his crush just how much they drive him crazy, how long he's been in love with them, he wants to admit everything he feels about them. He usually expresses these emotions automatically if his crush admits they felt feelings for him in return first, but if his crush hasn't said anything yet, he lets it out while they're asleep. He'll whisper so closely to them as they're sleeping, or even if Jacob knows they're awake, he just wants them to know.

If his crush catches him doing it, he'll pretend he's asleep lmao and then when confronted about it he's like "Huh? I was talking to you last night? Oh yeah I talk in my sleep sometimes, sorry if I bothered you haha." Nice gaslighting.

If his crush never acknowledged/consented to him sleeping in their bed/house (especially if they remain unaware of Jacob stalking them) Jacob does enter their room sometimes to snap a few photos...and maybe touch their hair a little bit, maybe steal a few of their clothes to sniff later...

Yeah, he can be a real fucking creep LOL.

He might try to sit by them or even climb into bed with them if there's room to really feel like things are more "personal" between them, but it's a huge risk he doesn't like taking that much. But he'll definitely enter your house :)

Agree

Hot take

Hc that Ren sounds like McLovin'

Maslow's hierarchy says that, not me.

hi robo! i've been following you on twitter for a long time and i noticed there's a lot of lovely art that you've posted there but not here... i was wondering if you were planning to? or if you could, pretty please, sugar on the top? lol i hope this isn't a bother, i just genuinely love your art style and the boys a lot!

i hope you have a good weekend, thank you and the devs for letting us hang out with your ocs! 💙❣️💙

I sort of intend my tumblr to be related to game dev stuff, so most of my non-game dev art will likely be only on my twitter. BUT i can share here all the old bp dev and post-dev art!

im going apeshit over this picture

I have it now 😈😈

I have to wait until my payment is approved and reported to steam to play TPOF. Oxxo, daddy, hurry up!!!

Feat. my (angry) sona

This was my first thought and I'm deeply sorry

Take a curling iron to Lawrence now!

Like to his hair or to his skin lol

*plays guitar intro in the background*

so robo the topic of soap operas came up and in true overdramatic wattpad hours fashion…

soap opera AU :)))))

any characters you wish!!!!!

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“You KISSED them!!” you shriek, hand raised.

Xyx snatches your wrist and yanks you close. “Yes. I did,” he whispers, breath hot on your ear. “And I will do it again.”

You wrench yourself free and Quest steps in, pulling you behind him. “That’s enough.”

“You talkin to me or them?”

Quest’s eyes narrow at Xyx. “You.”

“Ah. Boring.” Xyx yanks his wedding band off and throws it to the ground.

You can’t help the sob that escapes your lips and Quest’s jaw clenches at the sound.

“Get out of here. Now.”

“Don’t you worry your pretty little face,” Xyx scoffs, turning with a wave. “I’ve had enough of this ugliness.”

You watch, heart sunk deep in your chest, as your former lover pulls Toaster in for a soft kiss before taking their hand and dragging them from the room. They’re not even halfway down the hall before you hear Xyx’s familiar low chuckling and Toaster’s embarrassed shouts.

Your legs lose their strength, but Quest catches you before your knees hit the cold marble floor. “Whoa! Careful.”

You take hold of his arms for balance and he pulls you close.

“It’s okay. You’re better without him.” He strokes your hair and kisses the top of your head softly.

As the noises in the hallway continue, you can only bury your face into his shoulder and sob — completely oblivious to the young blonde man watching from the balcony, knife in hand and heaving with rage.

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A/N: nightowl + knife = something probably not good