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#protect him at all costs please
fuckyeahorangecassidy · 8 months
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This is a stream of consciousness about Orange that I just wanted to share.
OC further solidified tonight with his match against Penta and then that brilliant in-ring promo, what a creative genius he actually is.
Whether or not people "get" his gimmick, he LIVES AND BREATHES this business. He has been perfecting this character for a decade give or take a few years, and his character's progression has slowly, but surely, been growing and blossoming into what we're getting now.
The man who is supposed to be the "laziest wrestler" is actually one of hardest working people in wrestling, at the very least AEW.
His intelligence and sense of ring psychology mixed with actual stellar wrestling ability shines like a sunrise through Venetian blinds. His quirky charisma sets him apart from the rest. He's made it possible for others in the locker room to get TV time and showcase their skills by giving them title shots.
A lot of his tactics (such as him staying in kayfabe wherever he goes, some of the moves he pulls out of the bag when needed, etc), are actually very old school and people just hate on him cuz he's "too skinny, too short".
On top of all of that, I've never heard or seen ONE person say anything negative about the man behind the scenes which hopefully speaks volumes about his character (as Jim, not as Orange). Even on his occasional Twitch streams, though always enigmatic, you can tell he is a multilayered, thoughtful, caring person.
Anyway, I'm rambling and this is probably all over the place but, when the metaphoric smoke of life clears and the dust falls, I just feel grateful to be alive in the era of Orange Cassidy. He is a true artist. HE IS ART. ORANGE CASSIDY IS PRO WRESTLING.
Continue to stunt on these haters, King.
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leahcee · 1 month
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made the mistake of watching one piece before work and now I’m crying horrifically at chopper’s backstory
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aperfectphantom · 2 years
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BOBBY FIRMINO YOU ARE THE GOAT YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING YOU ARE LIVERPOOL ITSELF DONT EVER LEAVE I BEG ASHDJEzjzjjzi
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politelymenacing · 1 year
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Not exactly the ideal situation, but sweet baby Sam, I am so proud of you.
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tatakaeeren · 1 year
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Himuro (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) | Koori Zokusei Danshi to Cool na Douryou Joshi ✨
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leclerc-s · 2 months
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ollie bearman is a baby. we must protect him at all costs.
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jeres-red-g-string · 2 months
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FLASH WARNING
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last post for today but I just wanted to say that seeing häärijä on stage in his yellow bolero made me really emotional and idek why🥹 it was so so so amazing seeing his whole crew on stage + his OG dancers🥹
also that ccc era is (most likely) over now I‘m really excited for what will come next. I just hope this little green man will finally take some rest bc he‘s been working for a whole year now!!!
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clone-trooper-cheese · 11 months
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Me protecting Crosshair from hemlock and all the people tryna hurt him:
(This includes gross and yucky fans)
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(I definitely look this epic doing so as well 😎😎😎)
@superiorsniper don't worry bro I've got you 💯 💪
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onlyzhuyilong · 5 months
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da-proti-toku-grem · 4 months
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isittigerortigger · 1 year
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These losers went from this
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To this
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In a single chapter
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stephstars08 · 5 months
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❤️Please, protect him at all costs!❤️
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jub1lee-mous · 8 months
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moon shaped pool and in rainboes thom (i think)
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in-my-loki-feels · 3 months
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nyxwanderland · 8 months
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♡ kiss your scars
pairing → dazai osamu x reader genre → angst warnings → self harm, mentions of suicide word count → 937
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it wasn't unusual when dazai would come knocking on your door in the middle of night. this time, however, was much more serious than before.
you slightly gasped as your eyes widened in horror at the awful sight of him. "osamu...?" your voice came out shakily, trying to process the wounds through the ripped shirt and sleeves. blood trickled down and seeped through his clothes, and his drenched body was trembling in the pouring weather outside.
you did not hesitate and immediately let him in, settling him on your couch and leaving him there to go to the kitchen as quickly as possible while distressing thoughts ran through your head. you returned to him with a first-aid kit in your hands. you always had it as a backup plan in case dazai was injured again.
dazai remained quiet as you took his shirt off, but only lightly shivered upon his wet torso coming into contact with the air in the lounge. his head just hung low, his wavy brown hair covering his eyes, as if he were too ashamed to look you in the eye.
you were shocked to see a gruesome slash on his chest that cut through the bandages wrapped around him at all times. the stabs weren't left unnoticed on his arm either. slowly removing his gauzes and discarding them in a metallic tray on the coffee table, you began treating his wounds.
it definitely wasn't the first time you saw him without bandages on, but it wasn't an every-day view. it touched you at the thought of how dazai trusted and felt safe with you with his body exposed, revealing his scars that no longer physically hurt but did emotionally.
you did know that he was out on a late-night mission, so it was fair to assume that he was ambushed on the way back or in the process. you wanted to ask him, but you chose to remain silent for now. neither did he.
as you were dressing his wounds, a few scars caught your attention that you had never seen before. one at his shoulder blade, near his collarbone on the neck, and a few on his abdomen. it seemed like they were inflicted a few days ago, judging from the whiteness that indicated that they had healed. he never told me about these... you thought while tidying up the materials that you used and gathering the unnecessary contents to throw in the trash.
your fingertips gently traced the marks on which you were eyeing as you muttered, "who... who did this to you?" your eyes shifted to the newly treated gash on his chest and you placed your hand on it carefully, making sure not to hurt him any longer.
you received no answer, so you repeated, "who did this to you, osamu?" your voice quivered. "were you hurt during your mission? and these... new scars?"
dazai took a deep breath. "i did." he did not bother to lift his head because he refused to look into your eyes filled with sorrow. "all of it."
"i... i see," you just murmured, ignoring the lump in your throat. you tried to bring your blurry vision back to normal, but tears welling in your eyes made it difficult. you did not want to cry in front of him—you wanted to be strong and be an emotional support for him.
you went into your room to bring his shirt (that he usually leaves in your wardrobe after crashing at your place) for him to wear. "do you want to eat anything? i have some dinner for y-"
"i'll just sleep," dazai interrupted, and you nodded. you extended your hand for him to hold, and he accepted. you guided him to your room, not letting go of his hand.
he laid down on your bed, and you covered him with blankets. you were leaving to give him some space, but you stopped in your tracks when dazai spoke, "i want you to hold me..."
he was now fast asleep, his head on your chest, and your fingers were caressing his soft, wavy hair, occasionally scratching his scalp in the process. you couldn't help but kiss his forehead from time to time, fully knowing he loved it.
without realising it at first, you finally broke into tears, but you continued to nestle his hair as you tried your best to control your sobs. why... why does he have to go through this?
you hated how dazai discarded his needs for the sake of others so recklessly, how he just shut himself out randomly... how he just wanted to die at times.
he was your world, so you wanted to protect him. and there were times when he'd feel so much better. he would let his cheerful mask down and start opening up more. he himself would state that he never wanted to leave you behind so he stopped killing himself altogether, just for you. because of you and your support.
that did not mean at all that he would stop inflicting pain on himself from time to time. but it was never this bad, and you were now afraid it might go overboard.
you always wanted to kiss his scars and tell him they were beautiful, but deep down, you knew that dazai wasn't ready for this. you decided to give him some time.
but the vivid images of your beloved's scars were always going to haunt you. no matter what and when. in spite of all this, you stayed. just so that he can feel better. and you were never going to give up.
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sincericida · 8 months
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ANDREW GARFIELD singing "Baby Shark" - from IG of his longtime friend Sebastian Aguirre, a few summers ago...
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