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jqnehr · 2 days

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❝ 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧'. ❞ | boothill.

boothill x fem!reader.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and boothill meet in a bar, and have a very nice chat (aka, you flirt like mad).

𝐜𝐰: SFW!! no use of y/n, alcohol consumption (it's a bar come on now), bar banter/flirting. (pathetic attempts at) funny haha humour, and ermm well inspired by old 1950s western films (my dad adores john wayne i cannot escape them HELP), but like in the hsr universe yk. this one was meant to be funny because i had a BALL playing around with boothill's CANONICAL censor oh my god i love him. imagine calling him a fucktard and the only thing he can clap back w is "you son of a biscuit-eating bulldog" (what the french toast?) or something idk. can he say that? or can he only say nice things—anyways enough rambling 😔

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: (continuation from above basically) this man i tell you. i can't sleep. can't eat. he plagues me. day in and day out. i do not have the funds to pull for him. how dare he look at me with that sexy smirk? ain't got no money pal sorry. anyways here's a lil thing i wrote in honour of this man making my chronic fatigue worse <3 NOT PROOF READ. it is currently 12:44am as im posting this so there will be MANY typos haha im going to sleep now.

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"You look like you should be in a saloon."

The gun-slinging Galaxy Ranger glanced up at the woman who just took a seat beside him from beneath the brim of his hat, drawn from his thoughts. She had taken a seat that was a respectable distance from him, two bar stools down, the message clear that she wasn't here to chat him up and lead him off to somewhere secluded and have some 'fun', but was only here for small talk and a drink. Good thing she wasn't coming onto him, too. Saved him having to turn down yet another woman looking for a fleeting one night stand.

He went back to absentmindedly swirling the malt juice around in his glass. Car oil, basically. He let out a small chuckle. "Ain't the first time I heard that one."

"Yeah? Makes sense. Fit's cool, though." She nodded to his cropped jacket, his spurred boots, his pants with their sides unzipped. She didn't seem to be bothered by the sight of his belt lined with ammo and a holstered gun. "What's that your drinking? Looks like engine oil."

"Malt juice," Boothill humoured her. "Can't drink nothin' else. Perks o' bein' a machine."

"Machine?" The woman lifted a brow, taking a sip of her beer. "Ah, gotcha. You're a robot?"

"Cyborg, yeah." It didn't matter if he divulged in her what he usually wouldn't. It was just tedious small talk, a nice weight off his mind, and he wouldn't ever see her again, anyway. "Got its pros and cons."

"I see." He was starting to become rather surprised at how...nonchalant she was about this. She lifted her beer jug to her lips once more. "So, what do you do for a living? Go around cosplaying as a cowboy?"

"Heh. If ya like, sure." Boothill was getting curious. It was once in a blue moon he came across someone as relaxed as this woman. "Let's say, it's my...signature look. Across the galaxies. Helps people remember me."

"You're starting to sound like a criminal on the run," she laughed lightly, only out of politeness, really. "Considering the people I've come across around here, I wouldn't mind getting you've got a bounty on that pretty head of yours."

"Uh-huh." He swigged the last of his malt juice. "Perceptive of you, sweets. You a local? Frequent?"

"Pretty much." She shot him a glance. "And it seems I was right. Eh, don't worry. I don't care enough about ya to turn you in. How much you wanted for, anyway?"

"A lot." Boothill grinned impishly. "Those IPC cuties keep bumpin' the ‘prize money’ up, if ya like." He made air quotation marks. "Yer'd be set fo' life if ya got yer hands on that money."

"I'm sure I would be." She really didn't seem to care. "If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?"

"Boothill," he answered, inclining his head towards you. "What about you, darlin'?"

You gave him your name, downing the last of your beer, before hailing the bartender over for a refill. "Nice to meet you, Mr Boothill."

"D'aw, shucks, haven't been called 'mister' in a long time!" Boothill flashed a toothy grin, showing off his shark-like teeth. He noticed how you didn't recoil, barely even blinked, at the sight of them. "Makes me wanna buy you a drink, sugar."

"By all means." You're never one to pass such a offer up. "And you like to flirt, too, huh?"

He watched you rummage around in your purse for something. You finally pulled out a compact mirror and checked your appearance in its tiny mirror. He leaned forward, took your free hand, and placed a kiss to the top of it, winking at you from under his cowboy hat's brim. "With such a lovely lady as yourself? How could I not?"

You laughed in a rather unladylike way—you, more or less, gaffawed—before retracting your hand and tipping his hat right down over his eyes, disorienting him. Your cheeks burned. "You're a funny one, Mr Boothill. You sure know how to woo a lady."

He adjusted his hat, huffing, leaning back in his seat. "I wasn't bein' funny. I like ya. I don't just kiss any old woman's hand."

"Got a little crush now, have you?" You raised your beer jug up in his direction as a friendly salute of sorts, grinning. "Cute of you. I like you, too, but I'm not letting you take me home."

"Ain't got one to take ya to." Boothill shrugged, not noticing how your smile suddenly vanished and you were looking at him. "Sons of biscuits made sure I couldn't have one no more, 'cause I wasn't about to let 'em get away with shady things they keep nicely under wraps."

"'Sons of biscuits'...?" You echoed, puzzled. You were also suddenly feeling quite sorry for the man. He was a roamer—a nomad of sorts, never stuck in one place for very long. That, you were instantly able to tell once you first laid eyes on his broad back.

"Someone had a little play around with my Synesthesia Beacon, so now I can't say nothin' mean—I'll try to say honey, honey, ugh. I'm tryna say honey." He tsked in frustration. "See? Can't say it."

"You can't swear?"

"Yep. Very aggravatin' at times. Whenever I wanna yell the s-word in combat, I just say somethin' ridiculous like 'terrific!' or 'groovy!' I sound like a right looney tune."

You chuckled. "I can tell that if you didn't have that censor on, you'd have the mouth of a sewer."

"Heck yeah. I'm goin' to town with all 'em bad words right now in my head," Boothill scoffed. "Love 'em, love 'em, love 'em—see what I mean? Hopeless. Wanna drop the f-bomb real bad."

"Perks of being a cyborg, indeed," you laughed, patting his shoulder. "It's rather funny to see such a tough-looking guy like you run around without anything else to yell but 'unicorns! Cotton candy!' when someone jumps you."

He snorted. "That's about right. Had one cutie pie try to mug me once and I was gonna swear his ear off, but all that came out was "look at this angel!" instead of 'punk', but it's a way more colourful word than that."

"Gotcha." You leaned your elbows against the wooden top of the bar. You opened your mouth to continued, but a sudden commotion at the other side of the bar cut you off. Glancing over also, you and Boothill watched as one drunk mountainous guy versus a scrawny little weasel of a man went tooth and nail at each other.

"How's the skinny one still alive?" Boothill amusedly remarked, leaning his cheek on his fist. "Looks like a cartoon."

"Happens all the time." You watched on rather boredly, almost wincing when the small guy very narrowly missed getting his face flattened by his opponent's massive fist. "Those two baffoons are too drunk to think of anything other than settle this scrap with punches. Makes for a good show, though."

Boothill hummed, before turning back to face you. "Can you fight?"

"Me? Well, I know basic self defence, and when to tell someone's spiked my drink." You pushed the beer jug around on the bar top absentmindedly. "This environment's dangerous for a woman. Gotta look out for myself around here. I should stay away, but I like my alcohol."

He chuckled, gazing at you. "Glad to hear that. You ain't some damsel in distress. You're really somethin', you know that, sugar?"

You blushed at his stare and words. "Oh, get off it. It's something every woman's got to know in life. We shouldn't have to, but we do. It's sad."

"Sure is." He pursed his lips, suddenly grave. He may have been a vagabond in a way, but that didn't mean he didn’t have morals. And then he playfully nudged you. "Ya know, seeing an independent, badass lady like you is real attractive."

You grinned. "Boy, if you were anyone else, I would've slapped you for that. That is an instant red flag for any woman in a bar."

"Well, I'll tell ya right now, I'd never harm a woman unless I had no other choice." Boothill stared at you. "Especially not for my own gain. Hurtin' people ain't fun, even though it's my lifestyle."

You shrugged, trying to ignore his intense gaze and the way your heart rate picked up. "A sad reality, but it's nice to come across a man with manners." You finished off your beer and stood, slinging your handbag strap over your shoulder, giving him a kind smile. "Well, thanks for the talk, Mr Boothill. You're a gem."

He stood after you, the spurs on his boots jingling with the movement, before he took your hand and pressed another smooth kiss to the top of it. Then he winked once more, just as a finishing touch, and your cheeks flared. "Any day, darlin'. Say, how about I give ya my phone number? Have another drink sometime."

"You sure? Your vigilante habits wouldn't get in the way of it?"

He laughed goodnaturedly. "Oho, that's funny, sugar. Nah, I'd always make time for you. Here, hand me ya phone."

So you did, and he swiftly typed in his number, before returning your phone to you. "There ya go. Send me a message so I'll know yours." Then Boothill stooped down to eye level with you, staring at you from beneath his lashes and hat, lifting a hand to ruffle your hair affectionately. "Till we meet again, sweetheart."

With that, and a lingering stare as he strode by, the cyborg cowboy left you stunned, heart pumping, phone limp in your hold. He was gone in a blink, giving you no room to wish him farewell also, so you did it by text.

you forgot to pay the bill for your drink

so I covered it for you.

you owe me one, cowboy

His reply didn't take long, and it made your face burn hotter.

Oopsies 🤭

How about I pay you back by taking you to dinner huh?

His emoji usage made you laugh. And so you accepted his offer.

Alright then

I want steak

Can you even eat?

You liked how he always replied fast.

Nah

But that's fine

Your company's better

Suffice to say, you liked the man's suave manner and flirty compliments. It made you feel exhilarated.

Maybe it was because of his classic cowboy moves. Tipping his hat to you in respectful greeting or goodbye, a gaze much too human for a cyborg, and his smooth gestures that made you hot all over.

Yeah. Maybe it was. But, either way, you couldn't wait to see him again.

#i saw somewhere that apparently boothill was mostly illiterate?? oh well if he this then that last part was ooc ig #anyways this was so fun to write OMG #boothill honkai star rail #hsr boothill #boothill x reader #boothill x you #boothill #boothill x y/n #boothill hsr #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #boothill x female reader

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premamelody · 3 days

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i plan on redesigning these 3 a this point so imma just post these ones here

basically almost like a bunch of months ago i made a happy future au where drones, worker and disassembly pretty much live in a society (no way incredible) and lineage of most of the main become influential families or smth

if you're wondering no these 3 arent directly nuzi children they're just in that lineage that last name was kinda kept but changed to dooress bc someone down the line found doorman cringe idk

important detail about hybrids: in short, bodies are separate from the system. systems can mix wd and dd coding but bodies have to be created to appeal to hybrid systems which in this not too long from its creation society (about like uhhhhh 200 years did I settle on? thats like a bunch of gens. enough for 2nd gen nuzi line to not be there i think.) hasn't been made yet. oh yeah dds look different all of them do to separate from the solver.

vera is a dd dominant wd hybrid. her system was incompatible with a wd body but with her dd body she cannot access certain functions. she is leading the drone defense force one of those dooress aimed positions. she doesn't really express herself much,,,really because of family pressure as she's the eldest current generation child in the family so a lot of expectations. i remember having a plot point where she couldn't hang out with a wd she had a crush on bc his family wasn't rich enough.

rocky is a regular dd. on the doc it says he leads a weapon manufacturing unit but i guess the day i drew this i was on construction. mmmmmmmm we'll see. hes stressed ah but plays it off with :D and a charming attitude (please help him). likes to pick on older sister, vera and rocky i think play fought a lot. his #1 argument is "you're short" ofc jokingly. yes i named him after rocky, whose va is kovach, the va of n. funny reference.

then theres my favorite, mina. she's a sort of therapist or counselor for solver drones and manages records on Mother Heir's (explaining later) to ensure they're doing fine, especially the Cyn ones. she's kinda n but would not take hate for an answer. she doesn't appear to be hurt by much and sometimes has a sort of aggressive happiness. like uhh you scream at her and she'll scream back in revenge or smth. lil gremlin.

#murder drones #md happy future #premaposting

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darknadaworld · 2 days

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i couldn't stop thinking about this i had to post it now oopsie

ok so so uhhhhhh ever watched maya the bee (the 1975 one , that is)? cuz if you did you know who Flip is . and BOY LEMME TELL YOU, i had like,,, this massive crush on him and i still do (funny story, i realized i had a crush on him from the start like, last year when there was a rerun of the show on tv and i was smiling at the screen like a dumbass lol ; he's so cute aaaaaaaaaaa)

i know that like, my very obvious main 3 comfort characters are like,,, villains and all but Flip holds a special place in my heart sorta close enough to NOS-4-a2 and i just ikdfjhvbndkf idk expect more of these goobers cuz waaa

also uh uhhh YEA bug sona woohoooo!!

her name is Prism , she's a beetle and she's a silly gal who goes around just collecting pretty shiny stones and making friends or something also extra doodle cuz i'm so embarassed to admit i had a crush on like,,,,, ALSO Hopper. i still do but that's for another post .( bug polycule am i right/JK JK JK-)

#art #darknoverse #digital art #oc #sona #bugsona #a bugs life #hopper #flip #maya the bee 1975 #maya the bee #canon x self insert #self ship #self shipping #selfshipping community #self insert #canon x si #idk what to call this ship yet lol #maybe something like crawly critters idk

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dd-ispronounced-dead · 1 day

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I need to stop putting off this post, I'm kinda scared to post this since I'm not really a fan artist and I don't do it often. But it's 5 am and I need to finish what I've started.

Anywho here's my grian fan art

This is me just mapping out what he would look like in my style. I kinda messed up trying to convey the oversized sweater.

Thought I'd go straight into some angst lmao, 3rd life grian after the catus ring. Though after I added his hair it kinda doesn't look like grian anymore.

"I'M GOING TO KILL EVERYONE"

I kinda want to explain myself here, but at the same time, I don't. I don't want people going and watching the series this is from because it's bad, and seriously triggering. Idk I have a lot of thoughts about the series, and it's had a lasting impact on me.

I haven't done any character design in a while so I kinda went crazy on this one. I like the outfit and all, but I feel like it may be too revealing for Grian. Also tried to make the hands do an evo sign lmao

I don't really like this one, he could look more tired tbh. I also forgot to erase the massive ass I gave him.

Lastly, grian is just being himself. Also, did I tell you I kinda headcanon him to struggle with facial expressions? Like bc the actual Minecraft skin is so soulless. So like most the time (mostly after the watchers) he's just dead pan all the time. Like his voice is expressive just not his face. I find it really funny.

I did one more but I seriously don't like it and it's embarrassing so I'm not posting it.

That's it

You can go home now

(I fell asleep so it's no longer 5 am as I post this)

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starilianreads · 5 hours

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What's your impact on others✨🌺

Hello everyone!! So I'm back again, after a huge period of isolation lol! (Thanks to my 12th house stellium) yes, I didn't uploaded any posts from so long, like almost from a month, but I'm back again, with the same energy and enthusiasm! And now let's see, what's your impact on others!

Disclaimer

It's solely based on my intuition

Take what resonates and leave what doesn't

Tarot cards only shows energies available to you:)

English is not my first language

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So let's get started!!

Pile 1!

Hii pile 1! Welcome to your reading! Let's see what's your impact on others:)

Cards:- 8op,knoc,death

Okay pile 1. Ig your impact on others are everlasting. with the death cards, ig you give an impression to others, that you're a very reliable, and like someone who be with them in the time of storms. Oh I was seeing Sofia the first yesterday, and like I'm getting reminded of that episode where they we're horse riding. Basically, what happened is that Sofia wants to horse ride as well, but everyone around her, was like "it's not the thing for princesses, horse riding is only made for prince" but she anyhow rebelled the status quo, and did the horse riding anyway, and like her parents also supported her, and in the end, she was the one, who won the competition! And so, Idk but maybe it can be a significant thing for you. Yes, it is significant because, see we have death here, which shows change, like transformation, and she exactly did that, and ig, that's how you impact others, you have a really thing with rebelliousness. You seem to be in you always, not in a bad way like selfish or something, but like keeping things to yourself, working on yourself, and just lifing life in general, more then anything like someone has "live and let live" philosophy like the way, he is fixing his 2op, and the 6op are already fixed which is the energy of harmony, and ig it's more of a inside thing of you, and that creates very much richness inside you, just like a dark chocolate I heard (don't hate me, if you don't like dark chocolate 😂) but that creates a very lasting impact on others that how you're not a shallow or surface level person, but really goes deep, and have really complex yet deep and intriguing personality and mindset. I hope it makes sense:)

Pile 2!

Hii pile 2! And welcome to your reading, let's see pile no.2 what's your impact on others.

Cards:- 6op, the fool, the lovers

It's funny that we had 80p, in pile 1, where I was saying that he's fixing the 2op, while the 6op is already fixed, and that's the inner thing for them. And yeah that's true for you to some extent as well, but ig, in pile1 the man was constantly working on that, while keeping aside that 60p energies aside for a while, but you, you use that energies, I almost feel like very lightweight energies, very mother Teresa, quan yin vibes you guys🌈 don't why, but people can sense that loving energies from you, like it's quite prominent. Ig you're a very Libra/leo person. You don't have to, but these 2 wear their heart on sleeves and so you're lol, I love how loving and freeing you're. The impact you make on others is so loving and freeing almost like you won't judge them for just being them:)) and that's the most wonderful aspect of yours pile 2! It's feels so love and light! When someone wrongs you, you let them go at their own place, and guess what? They get their karma instantly. Because you're very quick to forgive others. And yeah you forgive others for yourself, because holding grudges especially for you, can be so draining almost. You love every one, the concept of oneness is something really very significant for you!! You love animals, plants, insects, and humans, like everyone and everything, even the low vibrational things, like you hold a soft spot for them,bcz yk they have their own purpose as well. Really unbiased omg pile 2! God bless you! :))

Pile 3!

Hii pile 3! Welcome to your reading! Let's see what impact you have on others!

Cards:- the hermit, aop, poc, aos

I was like shuffling tarot cards, and instead of asking the question, I keep on saying, "hii pile 3" I was like LoL? You're very connected to yourself, and you show your authentic self, you don't fear what others will think of you. You're like an ever learning student, and people can sense that very basic energies from you. Yk where (ik people nowadays overthink a lot but listen me out) you maybe do your mundane tasks very consciously and it seem to others as tho, you live in the very moment, maybe you're like childish as well as wise both at the same time, it's like old soul with a child mind LoL, I hope it makes sense, but it's what I'm channeling. You can be very introverted to or like not be very opened to others, but once you get open, it's all or nothing, I'm like getting a character in my mind, where she looks like very childish to others, but she had so many walls up, and only certain people have access to her energy or else, she won't even talk with them. And maybe that's how you're personality is like? And you give an impression of like a flower, or like I heard a late bloomer? That someone has to be really patient with you, until you really bloom, and it's on the imperfectly perfect timing ( ig it's because I think nothing is perfect but just imperfectly perfect, like think of a galaxy, how it's so mesmerizing but it's not perfect?) And that's how you like, but there's a hope to everyone, that you'll open up with them one day:))

Pile 4!

Hii pile 4! Welcome to your reading! Let's see pile 4 what's your impact on others.

Cards:- 2op,4os,the empress

There is a motherly quality to you, that others really admire about you. It's like you're much more mature in your age. Maybe you talk very sweetly and gently yet maturely. We have 2,3,4? It's like progression, and you're progressing, and others can see it, and that what deeply impact people. regardless of your age you feel like a comfort zone for people,maybe you made them feel so seen, and so heard as well? Becz of the 2op, I see that you can manage listening and making people feel seen very greatly. It's like you're almost perfect in communicating and listening, so like you're a whole package! I think you have almost like this psychic ability, or special skill, that like make people feel very comforted. With the 4os, it's like people can tell you their darkest secrets and you'll keep them forever. You're like a mum friend of group almost. It's possible that maybe you take a great care of others, and yourself as well. Especially of your energies? And so, you also know very well how to manage it and stuff like that. I hope you're getting what I'm channeling about. Bcz rn, like I have so many distractions outside, so I'm almost having a hard time channeling 😅 and I don't have any other option rn. Well anyways, in general you're very comforting, a mum friend, a good listener and almost get a psychic sense of others of how they're feeling and stuff:))

Yeah my starilians! Here's the reading! I hope you find it enjoying and resonating!! Thank you very much for putting in your time and effort here!!❤️<33 love y'all!

#tarot cards #tarot pac #tarot reading #tarotcommunity #tarot #tarotblr #astroloji #astro posts #pick a card #pick a picture #anime #tarot deck #tarot card reading #pick one #pac #my post

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orbleglorb · 3 days

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blaseball in the tumblr universe, part 4

(part 3 might be needed for context)

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anonymous asked:

so what exactly did you think was going to happen when you made your tumblr username Official Jessica Telephone?

☎️ official-jessica-telephone

idk man i thought maybe before sending an ask, which you have to click on my profile to do, people would see my header that says "not jessica telephone" in all caps. maybe they'd even read my bio that says i'm a 17 year old transmasc named michael living in the uk.

#telephone calls #please please please it is not that hard.

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Working in ILB offices is so fun. Why did my boss just ask me who Donald Trump is.

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Wrong blog but too late to delete now :P

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Wait. So Parker IIIII knows who Ronald Reagan is, but not Donald Trump?

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The Game Band (and me and some others, but mostly TGB) give Commish school lessons on off hours. They've only made it to around the 80s or 90s in history in the eleven-ish years he's been around. I usually do English and Math with him so IDK what's going on there.

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Amazing. What the fuck

#I hope that's not supposed to be confidential #Would rather not get fired #<- Prev honestly I don't think anyone but maybe your coworkers could figure out who you are? #You're pretty good at not sharing personal details outside of this post #Or maybe I've missed a couple of posts idk

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anonymous asked:

You're one to get up on a soapbox about respecting celebrities. You literally named yourself after Mike Townsend.

☎️ official-jessica-telephone

i literally named myself after michael the distortion tma

#telephone calls #hitting my head against the wall #also i hate being called mike. lmao #canceling my parents for naming my sister after my grandmother

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what if this was my last straw

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☕️ eyesinthedark11

im sorry but the reader is so funny to me. giant eyeball that comes outta nowhere and says "your team is gonna suck absolute shit this season. here's a card and a riddle. fuck you" and then the coin is so clearly trying to get this guy away from blaseball but it doesn't care. comes every earlsiesta and is like "your team has a chance of sucking so bad it hurts. over under under over" and then LEAVES. do we think the coin and the reader are divorced

#i am NOT maintagging this shit

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#i did not check math at all so if the reader would have appeared later than 11 years after pvrker came around pls ignore that #blaseball #fake tumblr #fake tumblr dash #i have several more of these in my drafts

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mmcgemino · 3 days

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How I almost went on stage with Gene Simmons (and also a heavy vent)

Today was the first day of Summer Breeze here in Brasil and Gene’s on the headline. I traveled 8 hours just to see him and Sebastian Bach play. I was so excited to see them and my mind was set on giving Gene a poster and a letter. I really wanted to give him a piece of my work and say how much KISS changed my life.

There was going to be a signing session at 3pm and when arrived there at 11am there was already a line. No problem for me, honestly, I could wait. But then somebody from the staff told us that the time changed for 7pm. I didn’t want the whole day of festival + Sebastian’s show, so I gave up on that.

Sebastian Bach’s show was amazing (I even got an autograph!). It was kinda short but I still had a lot of fun. Next would be Mr. Big (that I didn’t bother to watch) and then, finally, Gene’s band.

God, I was right in front of him. LITERALLY. This was my view the whole show:

I was SO close from the stage, already at the barrier (is that the right name in english?) It was actually funny, because the first thing he did when he finished the first song was to point at me and say with eyes wide opened: sua bunda é linda! That’s a silly thing he says every time he’s in Brasil. (There’s a video of him saying it on a tv show just for reference). I also had some silly interactions with him, like me motion grabbing his tits and him looking shocked. Honestly, if the show ended like that it would be just fine. I’ve never been this close to someone who’s so important to me, much less recognizing my presence and being silly with me. Hell, I didn’t even care about my letter anymore. It was a kick ass show.

But in the last song (that was obviously Rock n Roll All Night), he started calling a lot of girls on stage. There were some in front of me, between the tiny gap separating the stage from the fans. I guess they were sponsors, photographers or idk, more than VIP. But then he pointed at me and called me!!! What ??!????? It sounds just like a fanfic, unbelievable. And I swear on all my family that I ain’t lying. I crossed that barrier with the help of other people and ran backstage.

To have Gene pointing at YOU and calling YOU to be on stage with him is once in a lifetime. To be ON STAGE, my literal dream and goal in life. What I’ve been working for the past couple of years. To have the chance to give my letter to him and even sing by his side. With Gene fucking Simmons from KISS, my favorite band.

But when I got backstage, they told me that I couldn’t go. “There’s too many girls there.” I was the last one he picked and the only one who didn’t make it. I begged that guy, not from Gene’s production but from the event. I even cried. The securities around me were sorry but if I didn’t leave, their jobs would be on the line. I couldn’t even see the man leave the stage. I couldn’t even see the show end.

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do from now on. There’s nothing to say, no consolation prize, nothing. “But there will be other shows, other opportunities”, that’s the kind of bullshit that I had to hear. No, there won’t be another Gene Simmons in Brasil calling me to be on stage. My life could have been changed forever.

I was never lucky, never won any raffles or had accomplished great achievements in life. In my letter, the first thing I wrote (as cheesy as it is) “If you’re reading this, everything is possible”. I also wrote how KISS literally changed my life when I went on their last tour here in Brasil, how they took me out of a really bad place and made me run after my dreams. It seems silly, part of me feels like an idiot to be that sad. But I just can’t get over this, can’t have any consolation on that. To be always “almost there” but never actually “there”.

Also, this is the poster I wanted to give him:

The quality is crap and I definitely could do better if I had more time. But I gave my all making it.

Sorry for the long post and the crappy sob story. This just happened like 2 hours ago and everything is still fresh. I decided to write this post because I wanted to share my frustration with people who understand that it was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

(Fun fact his pants were tearing up but nobody told him)

#kiss band #kiss army #gene simmons #the demon #gene simmons band #tldr: gene called me on stage #backstage guy said no #lost the opportunity of a lifetime #vent

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