#I MEAN AT THIS POINT THERES TOO MUCH SMOKE

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From one of the RWBY concept artists.

#Yang Xiao long #I MEAN AT THIS POINT THERES TOO MUCH SMOKE #for there not to be fire #Fire in lesbian flag colors shooting from her fists mind you

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WELCOME TO PART 3 OF MY SANJI WITH HETEROCHROMIA SERIES!!!!

Oh my god. Yall are insane. 700+ Notes for part one of this series alone is crazy (Crazy? I was- *gets shot*). So heres part 3. I'll probably have to publish all this onto AO3 soon bc shits getting outta hand, but I like posting on this silly little site so I'll still be posting on here.

Uhhh this was posted WAY later than I anticipated bc i had a gnarly depressive episode and had to enroll into uni, but there aint no way id abandon this series, its too fun and i love experimenting with my baby writing style as i call it.

Okay thats it, just thank u all sm for enjoying my silly little series :) u guys are so sweet!!

P.S. Constructive criticism is OKAY! I havent written fanfic in like...10 years so since middle school. Im a baby at this and I understand if I may have several errors so pls lemme know if theres grammar mistakes!

Sanji With Heterochromia Series Part 3 below 🔻

Sanji lied. He does like the idiot. More than he's willing to admit. A few days after their conversation, Zoro distances himself. It leaves a nasty feeling in his gut similar to nausea but different from actually wanting to throw up. It feels apprehensive. He's waiting for something, but he doesn't know what yet. Sanji hates it. He hates how confused he is and how much he actually wants Zoro to touch him again. He hates the burning linger of scarred knuckles on his cheekbone that follows him wherever he goes.

He hates these feelings because he never learned how to really process them. He doesn't know if he has to blame himself, his shitty excuse of a father, or Zeff. Well, maybe not Zeff. The old man had enough on his plate while raising him as it was. Sanji decides to blame it on Judge because honestly, the root of most of his issues stems from that shitty old man anyway. Placing the blame on someone does little to actually help, but it's a distraction from his growing realization of how much he cares for Zoro.

He cares for Zoro. No, he holds an unreasonable amount of affection for the scarred swordsman that haunts his thoughts now more than ever. Fuck questioning sexuality when it's undeniable that he's absolutely whipped for the big idiot. Theres no room for denial anymore, not when his touch had become branded across Sanji's skin for the foreseeable future.

Stress cooking does little to soothe him and it's the same with smoking. At least Luffy gets to enjoy snacks to his hearts content. Its the little things, he tries to tell himself. He also reflects on his conversation with Zoro. How he honestly felt afraid of what he felt when the swordsman confronted him. He felt afraid of someone genuinely caring for his emotional wellbeing. He's anxious over what that means, what it would do to him if Zoro truely meant what he said. All the things voiced about him and the implications that he's...handsome in the eyes of Zoro.

Sanji is emotional. It comes with him being sentimental as well. He's the black sheep of his biological family in every way. He loved too hard, and got hurt too fast. He loved even when it ended in betrayal. Secretly, he loves unconditionally. What would happen if he loved Zoro like that, and what if it already happened and he's too late to stop it? Would Zoro hurt him just like everyone else has? Would he be pushed away eventually after the thrill of their theoretical short lived relationship?

It keeps him up at night, that conversation replaying in his head as he stares at Zoro's sleeping silhouette. He falls asleep to his breathing, echoing throughout the room over everyone else's breath and snores. He wakes up every morning before the sun greets him and pretends nothing happened in his dreams where Zoro's gentle touch and admiration lingers softly over his mind.

Zoro knows. Well, not exactly. He's not a mind reader like how Luffy seems to be, but he knows that distancing himself from Sanji is actually doing the opposite of what he thought it would do. At this point, the swordsman isnt sure where to go from here.

Sanji's actions contradict his words. Sanji stares at Zoro. Not so much that it's s uncomfortable but it's enough to be noticeable. Sometimes he swears he can see Sanji's eyes dart across his face and down to his lips before looking away. It's confusing. Didnt Sanji hate Zoro's advances towards him? Because thats what they were in hindsight.

Zoro was unconciously flirting with the cook in his own weird way. And yeah, he's a little stupid for not realizing the implications behind his actions at first, but it all started as genuine curiosity. He didnt mean for it to affect their rivalry. Now, he's not sure where to go from here.

It's driven him between a rock and a hard place and unforfunately for him, Nami decides to intervene again. This time, Nami drags Zoro to her and Robin's shared room on the Sunny for privacy and possibly interrogation. He's certain that this time he wont be able to escape. Unfortunate.

"Okay, so heres how this is gonna go," Zoro and Nami are now seated across from each other, where theres two beds and enough room for decent sized dressers on each side. Zoro sits on what he assums is Robin's bed with his arms crossed, "You will tell me everything- And i mean it! I will know if youre lying -and I will help you. Im sick and tired of you both being miserable and gay! It's giving everyone second hand embaressment." She demands, narrowing her eyes with a challenge for Zoro to protest or say no.

Zoro is smart enough to know what is and isn't a losing battle. This is one of those. Nami can be terrifyingly persistent once she sets her mind on something, and today it seems to be resolving the weird and awkward tension between him and Sanji. The swordsman resigns himself to his fate quickly and prepares himself to be trapped here on Robin's bed for the foreseeable future.

"Fine witch," Zoro sighs, "But if you tell anyone I will not be responsible for my actions." He huffs out in acceptance for his inevitable interrogation.

"Oh please like that'll actually scare me. Plus besties never snitch." Nami rolls her eyes. She gets comfortable on her bed and look at zoro expectantly. He rolls his eyes and relaxes his posture a bit.

Zoro starts talking, beginning with the first instance of his realization of Sanji having dual colored eyes, leaving out a lot of "unimportant" details. He mentions the second, and the third instance, and their conversation from a few days ago and how he tried to respect Sanji's establishment of a boundary and how he's confused now that Sanji stares at him. Nami listens with her chin resting on her fist and nodding along the way, surprisingly not interrupting once. He finishes speaking and he knows his face is red with embaressment, but he feigns nonchalance and waits for Nami's input.

"Zoro," Nami sighs, "Youre the dumbest bitch I know." She says while giving the man a look of sympathy, but not one that actually means it. More like the look of someone who is so incredibly done with your shit that they have no choice but to tell you so.

"What the fuck, Nami!? Im not dumb!" The swordsman retorts loudly.

"Anyways," his best friend ignores his arguing in favor of getting to the task at hand, "Luckily, this is fixable. For making the entire crew feel awkward for two weeks, I'm adding a 200 percent tax increase to your debt." She smiles mischeviously, and thats when Zoro realizes that one, he's never getting out of debt, and two, he's been forced to accept Nami's help in unfucking up his unconcious attempts to flirt with Sanji.

"First order of business is that you have absolutely no game." Nami begins with a shit eating grin to match the absolutely insulting statement. Zoro briefly reconsiders their friendship.

"Shut the fuck up I obviously do." He rolls his eyes. Nami gives him the look. The one where her eyebrows are raised and her chin is tilted down slightly, matching the frown. It's that look she makes when she's trying to say 'Are you sure?' or 'Reconsider what you just said.' and it grates at Zoro's already increasing agitation.

He decides not to entertain her with a reply.

"Anyway," Nami sighs, massaging the space between her eyes with her thumb and forefinger to stave off a growing headache, "Im teaching you how to flirt. No, you cannot work out in front of Sanji- dont give me that look you muscle brained idiot!" She says while looking at Zoro's ever increasing looks of annoyance and audacity, because first of all, no he definitely was not going to do that, and second of all, it could hypothetically work. Probably.

"Fine," He huffs. He'll let the witch do whatever. It's not like theres anyone else he can talk to on the ship about this anyway, "No promises that I'll actually do what you tell me."

"Fucking- oh my god why am I friends with you?!" Nami complains before flopping down on her bed, groaning loudly at Zoro's malicious cooperation. Zoro basks in the momentary power he has in this situation.

For the next few hours, Nami allows Zoro to stay in the womens quarters for the sole purpose of learning how to actually flirt. He's not sure if shes a reliable source, being a lesbian and also having a girlfriend already, but if he voiced this opinion out loud the redhead would probably kick him out. He only restrains himself because this room is the only one so far where he feels the least amount of awkwardness regarding his situation with Sanji.

Robin stops by every now and then and gives him a smile. It doesnt make him feel very comfortable but it's the thought that counts. She doesnt say anything about him being there, anyway. He makes an effort to at least not lay on the bed he's sitting on, though. He may be lazy but he does hold enough respect for the women in the crew to not fuck with their shared safe space.

Suddenly, it's the evening and dinner is around the corner. Nami shoves a barely enlightened mossy swordsman out of the womens bedroom to finally be free of that headache. Also known as a crash course to flirting with your rival/friend/whatever the fuck else they got going on.

Zoro makes his way to the gallery, taking his time to look out and observe the oncoming sunset that bathes the sky in shades of pink, orange, blue, and yellow. It would be a pretty sight to fall asleep to, he thinks, but the cook would kick his ass off the ship if he decides to sleep through dinner again.

Entering the gallery, everyone except Nami is already there. She's right behind him a second later and taking her seat at the kitchen table.

Numerous conversations are heard as food is served. Franky and Usopp are wildly talking about different types of projectiles the sunny could use, Nami and robin are talking amongst each other in low voices, giggling in between sentences. Chopper and luffy are laughing together, and Zoro goes to sit next to luffy like he usually does. Just as he sits down, the cook lands a kick to his mid back, making Zoro scowl.

"The fucks that for!?"

Sanji rolls his eyes while placing plates of food down for the crew, "For being late, dumbass."

"Nami is late too!"

"And? She'd never be late on purpose, Marimo." as Sanji speaks, he dodges the hilt of Zoro's sword to his side instinctively and has the audacity to give a cheeky grin.

Dinner passes by normally. Everyone's loud conversations meld together gradually and soon everyone except Sanji and Zoro leave. Zoro takes his usual spot beside the cook, drying dishes and leaving them on a towel afterwards so they can both put them away.

Zoro has half the mind to bring up Sanji's staring, but decides against it. It leaves the air silent, neither him nor Sanji speaking up as they finish their side work for the night. Even then, Zoro's unable to speak when Sanji immediately leaves afterwards without a word.

The kitchen feels empty without their bickering, and Zoro is determined to bring that life back into it. He just needs to figure out how.

Despite Nami's advice, Zoro has an idea. If the idiot cook doesnt see what he sees (His pretty face first of all, but Zoro thinks of his strength too. How Sanji easiely brushes off conflict like it's nothing despite the injuries that'll heal far faster than his own), then he'll make him see it. Frilly words never were Zoro's style, anyways.

One night before they all go to sleep and Zoro takes night watch, he corners the blond in the bathroom. Nami would probably be kicking his ass because of his timing, but a mirror is needed for his plan to work and the bathroom is the only place with one other than the women's bedroom.

When Zoro enters, Sanji turns to look at him before going back to washing his hair, his back towards Zoro. "Leave me alone, Moss, I'm im not in the fuckin mood," He grumbles to Zoro, who stands there waiting for Sanji to stop talking.

"Nope, I need a mirror for this and for you to listen for five minutes." Zoro replies, and when Sanji turns to argue his protests are gone from his lips when he sees a look of determination. Confused, annoyed, and also curious, Sanji doesn't reply.

Zoro walks up to Sanji until he's standing right behind him. The swordsman moves to kneel so they're relatively at the same height, but the stool makes Sanji slightly taller as he sits there and eyes Zoro warily.

"Whats going on with you, Moss? I'm trying to wash my hair." Sanji says, and Zoro can tell an insult dies on his tongue when he places his hands on Sanji's shoulders.

Zoro turns Sanji in front of the mirrior in the bathroom, the stool Sanji is seated on creaking lightly and scratching against the tile. Sanji remains speechless, still unable to brush off Zoro's palms on his bare shoulders like how he'd usually do.

"Tell me what you see, cook" He says, uncharacteristically soft underneath the edge his voice always seems to have. Sanji flinches when the swordsman's calloused hands tuck his frings behind his ear, displaying his face to them both.

"What the hell is up with you? Did Luffy hit your head too hard?" Sanji furrows his eyebrows at the mirror and looks at Zoro. Zoro huffs and rolls his eyes.

"Just tell me what you see about yourself, shit cook, I'll leave ya alone after or whatever." He grumbles back, the baritone of his voice vibrates against Sanji's back. It reminds him of Zoro's compliment, his face too close to his while they stand on the deck of the Sunny just days ago. He chooses to ignore how it makes him shiver.

He looks at himself in the mirror, and his first instinct is to look away. Zoro, being the perceptive bastard that he is, notices and squeezes his shoulders in a way thats strangely reassuring.

"It doesnt have to be fancy, cook, I know you like to use big words 'n shit so don't make your brain fuckin explode." Sanji bristles a bit at that but bites back a nasty insult so he can entertain Zoro's weird exercise on his own self reflection.

In the mirror he always sees his mom at first, but with both eyes uncovered and his hair pushed back for once, he sees himself. The first thing he sees is his eyebrows and eyes. He decides not to bring up his eyebrows.

"Well, for your information I see my eyes, but you already know that."

Zoro stays silent, and Sanji shuffles in his seat. He's suddenly aware he was literally in the middle of rinsing his hair of shampoo a few minutes ago and the entire situation is both awkward and uncharacteristic of Zoro in multiple ways. It's out of character, and he should have kicked out the moss ball when he had the chance, but now in the too small bathroom of the Sunny he feels like it's only him and Zoro. It leaves a weightless feeling in his chest, settling in with the creeping anxiety of looking at his own reflection. The contrasting feelings make him hesitate before he speaks.

"I see.." He hesitates, not knowing exactly what Zoro is getting from this or what he wants to hear, "My eyebrows, I guess. Wait, you've never seen both at once." Sanji chuckles at that, because his eyebrows are certainly something. The curl points in the same direction, but it's unnoticeable with how he wears his hair.

"Yeah, they're weird as fuck." Zoro mumbles, and the blond has to laugh or else the swordsman's voice would get to his head.

"Okay, I also see freckles. Those are new. Only started showing up when I joined you all." And Sanji now notices how the freckles cluster on the bridge of his nose, his cheekbones, and his shoulders. They're scattered everywhere else on his body.

Sanji starts to realize the point of Zoro's questioning now. He looks at the fogged mirror, just visible enough to notice how his blush not only spreads across his cheeks but also down his neck. Embarrassing. This whole situation is embarrassing not only because of where they are but also because he's realizing that Zoro is trying to make a point that is too close to unearthing his insecurities. He would have expected this from Luffy, but sometimes he forgets how Zoro's intelligence is masked behind his swordsmanship and how much he sleeps during the day.

And he's naked, but honestly thats the least of his problems at the moment.

"I see my hair, I guess?" Sanji tries to only focus on his face. Its not easier, but it also sets up a mental boundary. Zoro hums, looking at Sanji through the mirror. Sanji hesitates before speaking again, "My hair is actually wavy," He thinks about his mom's wavy blonde hair, and how he always thought it looked pretty even before she passed, "Its damaged, though. Straightened to hell and back with one of those hot combs."

Sanji thinks back to the hot combs. They were old as shit, the kind that needed to be heated up with a flame. The memories make him chuckle a bit, and Zoro smiles back. The same smile he wore when they sparred on the deck, with his dimples visible yet again to confirm to Sanji that he does have them.

His smile makes his heart skip a beat, like drums he'd hear in one of those old instrumental CDs he kept in his room as a kid. Before he has the chance to back away, to push Zoro out the door and forget this ever happened, Zoro straightens his back again.

He turns in his stool to look up at Zoro and he's not sure what the swordsman sees right now, but he's afraid to ask as his gaze is soft. So damn soft as he looks at him and his hand reaches again to pull his hair hair back over his eye like it was before. Stringy strands of heat damaged locks fall back into place.

Then he leaves. He just...leaves. The damn idiot just turns around and walks out the door like nothing even happened.

Thats the second time this has happened yet the first where Sanji is the one on the receiving end of it, and it makes him grab his towel to bunch it up in his fists and let out a scream into it as he processes everything. He processes how he was forced to notice how Zoro looked at him, and it was Zoro's own weird fucking way of saying "You're beautiful".

"He's so fucking ridiculous oh my god.." Sanji mumbles into the towel. His hair routine is officially long forgotten.

#this went from zoros pov to sanjis instinctively ngl #also nami being the best wingman PERIODDD #btw nami in this is dating vivi #bc theyre cute together <3 #uhhhh yeah i need a title for this... #one piece #zosan #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #sanji with heterochromia

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Nothing But You And I

~4k words orangekip (orange cassidy/kip sabian)

mature content? in my blog?? in my fics??? for once its more likely than you think

warnings for implied sexual content (there is a fade to black), a very soft praise kink, making out, stripping. submissive!kip, theres a few swears, they are handy and suggestive, sexual tension. as i put in the ao3 tags, theres a lot of smoke but no actual fire, they are just spicy ✨

can be read as a follow up to "not even thinking twice" but it also works as a standalone, as theres only few small references to what happens in the other one

this is the spiciest shit you can get out of me honestly. im a very squeamish ace person, but willing to push myself as a writer, so this is a result of that. imm honestly very happy with this one, i honestly think its one of my best, if not personally THE best, to date, sssoooo. theres that. would love to hear what you think if you choose to read it, it would mean a lot! 💜

on ao3

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Kip paced back and forth in the hallway, trying to arrange the words into the correct order in his mind. He didn’t know how long he had been there trying to make sense of everything, the track of time was a foreign concept to him at this point, and the liminal space of the hotel corridor wasn’t really helping him with that. All Kip had was the number of the correct hotel room, and a burning passion to get his title back.

Almost on an instinct at the thought, Kip glanced at his shoulder, his face sinking a little at the lack of gold on it, once again. While people would probably have said that the BTE title didn’t mean much of anything in terms of success or career highlights, Kip heavily disagreed with that statement. Maybe it was because it had been the one title he had held in this company, be it a shoot vlog one or not, but it held a special meaning to him and a special place in his heart.

So not only seeing Orange Cassidy now hold it, but also living with the knowledge that Kip had lost the title specifically to him after everything, it was just something he wasn’t able to handle very well.

Kip stopped pacing for a second, standing in front of the hotel room door, raising his hand up for a stern knock. He didn’t do it though, only groaned in annoyance, returning back to walking in circles. It was late, he was probably asleep already anyway, so Kip wasn’t really sure why he bothered with all of this so much. He could easily sleep on it, or at least try to, and catch Cassidy first thing in the morning, to demand a rematch for the title that should rightfully still be his.

“Hey.”

Kip froze in place, the familiar voice catching him off guard. His eyes shot towards it after a split second, staring at the blond standing in the now open doorway that Kip hadn’t heard opening as he had been way too deep in his own thoughts, Cassidy letting out a yawn as he ran a hand through his short hair. There was something in the look he was giving to Kip that he wasn’t quite sure how to decipher at first, but as Cassidy continued to speak, it became pretty obvious.

“Can you stop that? Some of us are trying to sleep here.”

Annoyance. It was definitely annoyance.

Too bad for Cassidy he wasn’t as annoyed by the situation as Kip was, as the Brit stepped closer, getting up to the blond’s face. Cassidy didn’t even flinch, the pair of unamused blue eyes just staring back at him as he yawned quietly again.

“Well wake the fuck up sunshine, I want my title back.”

Cassidy just looked at him, lazily leaning against the door frame without moving an inch. The situation reminded Kip a lot about the way Cassidy had initially coaxed the title match out of him in the first place, just confirming the feeling Kip had had earlier while planning on putting himself into this situation that he had to fall down to similar tactics to best the dastardly Orange Cassidy this time around himself.

“Well?”

“Well what?” Cassidy asked, shrugging his shoulders a little. He clearly wasn’t going to move or give into Kip’s demands, which Kip was sure he already knew. Cassidy was just playing mind games with him at this point, growing the Brit more and more irritated at him with every ignorant statement he made.

“The title! I want a shot!”

Cassidy blinked at him blankly a couple of times, before leaning a bit closer, out of the doorway, glancing around the two of them up and down the empty hallway. Kip watched him, clearly confused, as Cassidy returned back to his original position, shrugging again.

“Brandon’s not here. The stand-ins are not here. I can’t give you a title shot unless it’s official.”

“You think this is a joke, don’t you?”

Cassidy didn’t reply, he didn’t react to the statement at all, but Kip could sense it from him. The blond was making a mockery of the precious vlog title, his precious vlog title, and Kip wasn’t going to stand for it. He stepped closer, as close as he possibly could to Cassidy, eyes narrowing at him as Kip huffed some extremely annoyed energy out of himself, trying his best to ignore the way the tips of their noses softly brushed against one another.

“You’re gonna give me a shot at the title, and you’re gonna give it to me now!”

“Okay.”

Kip went quiet, just staring at Cassidy for a second before his brows furrowed, Kip leaning slightly away from him, clearly suspicious about this situation.

“…Okay?” he repeated, trying to work it out in his brain what the blond was on about.

“You can have a shot.”

Kip was still definitely suspicious about all of this, the conclusion came around much easier than he expected, but at the same time he had always known that Cassidy wasn’t made up to be a champion so maybe he was already regretting this and wanted to lose the title to avoid the responsibilities that came with it. Maybe Kip showing this passionate side of him to Cassidy was making the fraud of a current champion realize how much he actually wanted this, making Cassidy regret ever taking it from him. Maybe --

“But you have to earn it first.”

Getting another sudden flashback to how Cassidy had pulled his title shot out of him, Kip bit his lower lip, swearing he could see a little teasing smirk tugging in the corner of Cassidy’s mouth at the sight of Kip’s obviously racing thoughts. Maybe he was also thinking the same thing, how things had happened last week, agreeing to have a repeat of that. Or maybe that was just what Kip wanted out of this, what he wanted to believe.

“Or you can just say no and we can leave it at that and --”

“I-I’ll do anything.”

The words slipped out of his mouth before Kip could stop himself, the desperation in his voice so obvious he couldn’t help but the wince a little afterwards. Of course he meant it, but he wasn’t supposed to show weakness like that, not at a moment like this, not so openly to someone like Cassidy. The blond just looked at him, slowly raising one brow at him, this time Kip being sure there was a smirk accompanying his glance.

“…Anything?”

Kip slowly nodded. This was the one title that had meant so much to him, the only one he had held in recent memory that made him even somewhat relevant in the eyes of the audience. He craved the compliments he got while carrying it around and wearing it, he missed the weight of it on his shoulders, both physically and metaphorically, he missed the glimmer of gold that was truly his. The one thing that Kip had won, that gave him admiration, attention, a reason. He missed it. Kip missed all of it.

And yes. He was so ready to do anything to get it back. Anything Cassidy threw at him would be worth it, to get that title back on his shoulder, around his waist, to have those feelings of importance and meaning again.

Kip watched, in slight confusion, as Cassidy suddenly turned around on his heels, sluggishly making his way back inside the hotel room, leaving the door open after him. Kip stared at the empty, open doorway for a moment, it slowly dawning on him that this was an invitation for him. He could feel his heartbeat growing faster at the sudden realization that it was just going to be the two of them, at this late of an hour, together in Cassidy’s otherwise empty hotel room.

Kip tried to shake the thought off as he stepped past the threshold and inside the room, slowly closing the door after him. He had to remind himself that he was here for the title, for the shot he deserved to regain it, and that was it. Just because it happened to be with Cassidy was irrelevant. He would have done this with anyone else too. Maybe not like this, maybe he would have been more patient with someone else, but Kip definitely would have demanded a title shot. He --

“Come here.”

Kip looked at him, spotting Cassidy sitting at the end of the bed, slowly patting the spot next to him. Kip hesitated for a moment before he managed to get his feet moving again, slowly approaching the bed and the blond sitting on it. He felt nervous, without really being able to put a finger on why. He forcefully pushed the memory of Cassidy pinning him against the couch a week ago out of his mind, knowing this time wouldn’t be like that. This situation was different, he had no reason to try the same trick on him twice.

Kip finally sat on the bed next to him, watching as Cassidy inhaled deeply, leaning his arms against his legs as he leaned forward on his spot, clearly switching gears into a thinking mode. Kip didn’t bother to ask him anything, it was fairly obvious that he was running through scenarios on how the Brit would be showing that he had earned another title shot after just losing to him. Cassidy wasn’t the kind of person to really plan much ahead, he thought more on the spot, or so Kip had at least noticed throughout the torment he had put the blond through in the past months. So it didn’t really look like he had planned for this either, for Kip coming up to him and demanding a title shot, and being put into this position of having to come up with something.

God he would be such a boring champion.

“Can I ask you something?”

Kip scanned the side of his face, staying quiet as Cassidy didn’t look back at him despite asking the question and waiting for an answer. The silence seemed to be enough for him though, as he continued.

“Are you really here only for the title?”

Kip looked at him, feeling an odd lump in his throat that he was sure wasn’t there before. He nodded his head quickly though, before clearing his voice a little.

“Of, of course.”

Cassidy snorted, still not looking at him, but Kip could see the teasing smile playing on his lips.

“You’re lying.”

Kip didn’t reply to him, only watched as Cassidy finally turned back towards him. The odd combination of both softness and intensity in his eyes was almost mesmerizing, Kip hadn’t really paid much attention to it before if he was being honest. Usually when he saw Cassidy without the sunglasses was inside the ring, in a differently heated moment where he had a reputation and a fighting spirit to keep up to, which was so much different than the sleepy, almost domesticated feel to the look he was giving to Kip here.

“You’re really telling me that you are here, at two in the morning, in my hotel room, when you could have done that at any point tomorrow or even tonight, just through a simple text message or a call, begging for a title shot that barely matters… And that’s all?”

Kip slowly and hesitantly nodded, getting an uncharacteristically emotive chuckle back from Cassidy who just shook his head, the smile now very obvious on his lips as he just kept looking back at Kip.

“You’re a terrible fucking liar.”

Kip opened his mouth to reply, but he had no words. He could have just easily lied about it, but something in his head was preventing him from saying any of that. Something in him didn’t make him want to sit there and lie at Cassidy, not directly to his face, but at the same time he couldn’t admit the true nature of things to him.

He could barely admit it to himself that maybe, maybe there was something a little bit more to this and his impatient passion than just regaining the title. Because Cassidy was right, he could have waited, he could have done this at any point, without being so aggressively over the top about it, without not wanting to waste any chance Kip could get to end up in this position.

The position where Cassidy suddenly, yet clearly deliberately leaned closer towards him while Kip was weighting through his potential replies, with ease cupping one of Kip’s cheeks into his hand as the Brit wasn’t even trying to stop him or resist against the touch, pressing their lips against one another.

Kip couldn’t lie to him, because he wanted this. He had hoped for this. Fuck, he had begged in his mind to put back into this position, and there were no known words on this whole goddamn planet that he could say to make it appear otherwise.

Kip slowly responded to the lazy kiss, Cassidy almost immediately pulling away from him, erupting an annoyed groan from Kip. Cassidy just smiled at him, knowing that he got him in the palm of his hand so easily, both figuratively and literally as his thumb ran over the Brit’s cheek.

“I don’t like it when you lie to me, Kip.”

The way Cassidy said his name sent shivers down Kip’s spine. The soft, yet stern voice put him under a spell he couldn’t escape from. Not that he wanted to, but the hold it had of him was like no other, the soft touch against the heating skin of his cheek just adding a layer to it all that made it feel like a dream Kip didn’t want to wake up from.

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

Cassidy tilted his head, almost acting coy before he leaned closer again, trailing a row of soft kisses along Kip’s jawline. He bit his lip to hold back a moan, his breathing tightening as Kip could feel his heart rate increasing against his will at the touch of Cassidy’s lips against the scruff covering his skin while his hands worked to unbutton the rest of the Brit’s shirt with ease. Finally his hot breath tickled against Kip’s ear as Cassidy’s lips reached it, a clear smile in his voice as he whispered, “Good boy.”

Kip flinched a little, pulling away from Cassidy’s touch, taking in a deep breath, much shakier than he expected it to be. Cassidy just looked at him, the smile still playing on his lips, barely visible yet so comforting that Kip couldn’t help but to rush forward, wanting to wipe that look from his face before Cassidy could unlock more embarrassing feelings out of him, pulling the blond into a kiss. Cassidy chuckled at him, giving Kip the moment he needed to deepen the kiss.

The next few moments passed him by in a bizarre haze of passion, Kip feeling the blond moving into his lap with ease, stripping him out of the already unbuttoned shirt, hands moving into his hair to run through it. The few gentle tucks of his hair made Kip moan quietly against the kiss, in the end Cassidy clearly taking the hint as it felt like he was doing it on purpose to work Kip up, letting him barely catch his breath anymore.

As the kiss was finally broken apart, Cassidy stopped to admire his handiwork; the disheveled hair, flustered cheeks, closed eyes, and slightly parted lips as Kip was trying to steady his breathing to stop his head from spinning, looking so euphoric in his state that Cassidy let out a few swears of his own in his mind at the piece of art he had created. He hadn’t stopped before to ask himself if this was the right thing to do, but seeing Kip right there in front of him melting against his touch on more levels than just one, he knew this was what he wanted to begin with. Since last week, in fact. But…

“Hey.”

Kip didn’t open his eyes, still trying to steady himself and his spinning head, but he nodded a little in acknowledgment.

“If… If you want to stop, it’s okay. You’ve earned your shot.”

Kip’s brows furrowed but his eyes remained shut, just listening to Cassidy’s words. The blond wanted to make it very clear he wasn’t going to push the boundaries more unless this was a mutual feeling between both of them. Honestly it had started as Cassidy just trying to see how serious Kip was about all of this title shot talk after what Cassidy himself had done to get his shot the week before, but somewhere down the line since Kip had appeared unannounced and clearly so, so desperate on the doorstep of his hotel room, something had changed.

He didn’t want to see how far Kip was willing to go anymore. Maybe it was because the things he would do were becoming fairly obvious, or maybe Cassidy just wanted this to be more… Mutually enjoyable and beneficial moment instead. Something a bit more than just him trying to tease Kip into backing down.

“Unless you… Want to go on.”

“I… I do.”

Kip was still clearly out of breath, but he nodded his head again, Cassidy feeling the fingertips digging into his hips, only now really taking notice where Kip’s hands had been this entire time. “I do. I really… Really do.”

Sensing nothing but sincerity in his words, Cassidy leaned closer again, stealing a soft peck from Kip’s lips before he pushed himself up on his feet from his lap. Kip’s eyes opened as he felt the body heat of the blond disappear from his immediate vicinity, his cheeks flushing even deeper color of red as he saw Cassidy kneeling down in front of him, hands working on undoing his belt.

Kip almost wanted to ask him to stop, a sudden wave of shame and vulnerability washing over him, but as Cassidy continued to undress him without any objections, the clearly careful and practiced movements of his hands tucking the tight jeans down, Kip just found himself biting his lip to stop himself from letting out a single sound, just enjoying the brushes of Cassidy’s rough hands against his exposed skin, just the mere contact making Kip grow slightly more and more insane each time.

As Cassidy struggled a bit with the final pull of the pants, Kip wiggled his way back on the bed, the movement helping to release his legs from the denim trap. There was something almost perverse about it, how Kip was now laying on the unfamiliar hotel bed only in his underwear, watching as Cassidy crawled back on it, still fully clothed, leaning over him as the blond observed every bit of Kip, inch by inch, as if he wanted to consume all of him.

And honestly, Kip absolutely wanted him to do all of that.

Cassidy’s hand traced up his toned midsection, a line of fingers running between his pecs, raising goosebumps on Kip’s skin.

“Has anyone told you that you’re beautiful?”

Cassidy looked straight at him, Kip having to actually turn away to avert the gaze, feeling the words catching in his throat. He wanted to reply something back to him so badly, but Kip was afraid of stammering, saying the wrong thing, making a fool out of himself. Making all of this stop if he said something that Cassidy didn’t want to hear.

Kip could feel Cassidy’s hand climbing up from his chest, pressing onto his cheek, slowly but firmly turning Kip’s face back towards him. Cassidy smiled down at him, “Because I think you’re beautiful.”

Kip’s cheeks were burning, even more so as the blond leaned in for another kiss. Stealing the wind out of his lungs with ease as Cassidy locked their lips together, Kip tried to keep any coherent thoughts going on. Which was extremely difficult for him, as he could feel Cassidy’s soft lips against his, his tongue in Kip’s mouth, his hands wandering around the side of his face and the other in his hair. Kip felt like a mess under his grasp, melting into a puddle of his own wants and desires, drowning in the shows of affection he had been craving for the entire night.

Cassidy pulled away first, Kip leaning up after him, trying to hold onto the kiss for as long as possible. Cassidy hummed a little at his longing for the affection, clearly content with the response he was receiving, pressing a quick kiss on Kip’s cheek instead.

“You’re so beautiful I think I know exactly what I want to do with you.”

Kip was completely at his mercy, feeling Cassidy’s hands leaving his face and his hair, helping the blond hover over his body instead as Cassidy slowly kissed his way down him. First along his jaw, then his neck, leaving little nibbles on the soft skin, erupting almost embarrassingly soft moans from Kip. Cassidy chuckled at him, stopping for a moment to watch Kip throw one arm over his face, his cheeks so hot out of both desire and embarrassment that he didn’t want to think about Cassidy even looking at him.

“Kip…”

“Ju-just keep going.” His voice was quiet, almost whiny, demanding. And yet he was begging, like the pathetic, needy one he was. Cassidy just looked at him for a moment, before lowering his lips back against his skin, continuing to kiss down his features all the way down over Kip’s chest and his abdomen, only stopping as his hands brushed against the only piece of garment still covering the Brit, in reaction Kip’s hands shooting closer to tangle into Cassidy’s hair, stopping him in place.

The blond glanced up at Kip from under his brows, clearly curious, watching him breath heavily as Kip contemplated his options. Him stopping Cassidy on his tracks was a reflex, one that he didn’t want to act on but had no other choice, already feeling awkward enough in the situation he was put in. But Cassidy just continued to smile at him, that same smile that Kip had seen from him throughout the night; it was confident, soft, full of comfort and understanding.

“It’s okay,” Cassidy almost purred at him, Kip watching as he carefully untangled his hand from his hair. “Trust me.”

Kip suddenly sat up, Cassidy’s brows furrowing a bit at this sudden change, forcing him to sit back up as well. Cassidy’s hand was quick to cup Kip’s face again, the Brit leaning immediately into the comforting touch, letting out a shaky breath.

“You do want to do this, right?”

Kip nodded, rubbing his cheek against the palm of Cassidy’s hand a little. The smile was fast to return to the blond’s lips, as he leaned closer to Kip, pressing a soft kiss on his lips, followed by his free hand gently pushing Kip back down against the bed.

“So let me handle this. I promise you, you’re in good hands.”

Kip wasn’t denying that, he wasn’t denying wanting this either. He really did, and he knew he just needed to get over that first hurdle of not feeling so ridiculously embarrassed to let someone else take over him. Kip could feel Cassidy’s hands running over the cloth, letting out a soft whine in response. As Cassidy chuckled at him softly, Kip’s head whipped to the side, cheeks burning as he couldn’t look back at the blond again.

“Just relax.” Cassidy’s voice flowed through him, Kip shivering a bit, hoping Cassidy didn’t catch onto it. “Lay back, look gorgeous for me and… Keep moaning.” Kip closed his eyes, inhaling sharply as he could feel Cassidy’s fingers almost impatiently tiptoeing over his underwear. “I like it when you do that. Alright?”

Kip nodded his head, letting out a quiet whine in response.

“Good Kip,” Cassidy whispered, Kip feeling the last garment covering him being slowly stripped off of his body.

#fic #character: kip sabian #character: orange cassidy #ship: orangekip #aew fanfiction #wrestling fanfiction

[braimrotting]

My playlist as QSMP

(warning im shit at english lang so my interpretation of songs may be way off... im also ace and often miss romantic implication so.. yeah if a song has lyrics which are like about an s/o and i havent specified i probably dont mean for it to be shipping)

songs included: tongues & teeth (the crane wives), pink in the night (mitski), gb eating gb whilst listening to gb (crywank), going to brighton (fresh)

TONGUES & TEETH - The Crane Wives hideduo fit pov fit as a self serving survivalist from a wasteland experiencing love in this cursed fuckin island • "ive grown a mouth so sharp and cruel its all that i can give to you my dear" habits from 2b2t even little things like his lack of trust, hasnt confided his true intentions to anyone - constant lies by omission - hes flawed and hes recognised it • "if you're fine with that you can be mine like that" theres very much something going on with hideduo but fit is insistent on his baby steps bc he doesnt want to hurt pac. 'are you fine with that?' • "you gotta know that this wont last" this is soooo fit coded bffr. i adored the conversations fit n ramon had but one thing that stuck out to me was that he would always specify that only he and ramon would escape. never mentioned anyone else. selfish in the most understandable way • "i will ruin you, its a habit i cant help it" again 2b2t ingrained habits that never leave. linked w above point, hes selfish and that isnt necessarily a bad thing just not great for a blossoming relationship • "i will love u like the ashes in my cigarette box" hc 2b2t!fit smoked - ramon told him off once but now that the baby's gone hes picked it up again, a headcanon bc i cannot imagine ccfit smoking since hes such a health buff - feels so out of character lmao strong thoughts about qfit no one even try to fight me - his entire character occupies a space in my brain PINK IN THE NIGHT - Mitski phissa missa pov devotion easy • "i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you" • "can i try again and again and again" i dont think i need to say more - tbh this could go for guapoduo too but the "can i try again" made me think of missa + how he wants to live up to phils expectations

GB EATING GB WHILST LISTENING TO GB - Crywank phissa still missa pov

"in a busy room youre all i see" literally THEM sorry during the mexican independence event they were literally all they could see.. them doing the dance together - it may as well have just been the 2 of them + phil jumping in front of missa to take pics of him alone w/o him noticing

"calm down dont let her see how fast your heart is beating" missa saying "im speaking weird so the translator doesnt pick up, i love you" THIS GUYYYYYYYY

"i think about you but i know im not good enough" bffr mr missa "ill come back when im a good enough father" sinfonia

"and I built you up to much, now I can't say what's on my mind in case I go and scare you away" missa doesnt want to burden phil because he feels like hes been such a bad father compared to phils dedication - now that hes back he doesnt want to disappoint him anymore

"and how could i compete with the world at your feet" missa coming back to like 3 men at phils whim LMAO

"i wouldn't want to hurt you by letting you hurt me you don't deserve to feel guilty"

"i just want you in my life"

sorry im so obsessed with their puppy love GOING TO BRIGHTON - Fresh tubbo coded, i mean with the name i had to give it to him in my mind hes talkin to phil • "things i care the most about dont seem to ever get old" his excitement over everything even the simplest things is so refreshing • "i feel the fire inside me trains passing over head" his determination posing a unique threat to the feds and i feel like its such an important part of his character. also he likes trains :) • "there are things i learnt inside my head that they cant ever take away from me" lil bugs and just knowledge of the game make him a great bug tester for the admins lmao. this guy takes any chance to glitch his way through life

"starting over is a sign of strength"

also honorary mention to that one person who said the garden was codebreakerduo coded because you are so right and true and based and i think of that post everytime i listen to that song. being so normal by peach pit was very celltw (is that what pac and cellbit are called?) to me but i didnt really have much reasoning

#qsmp #qsmp philza #qsmp fitmc #qsmp tubbo #qsmp missa #qsmp cellbit #im so qsmp brained i cant even listen to my music without thinking of these cubitos #hekp

[rzyraffek]

Fallout4 characters with trans s/o

Swf headcanons, he/him pronouns

(Also its more about their s/o coming out to them and proces of transision)

Preston: this boi will support the hell out of you, will give you cuddles and cute complements ^^ He would borrow you one of his coats if you dont have any nice masculine outfits, but if u still like wearning feminine stuff he still sees you as pretty as ever. If somone is mean to you he wont get physical but He will let them know that they are not welcame

Nick Valentine: he understands you the most, he met some asholes that probably misgendered him and acted rude Just becasue he looks a little diffrent. But he will ban you from using drugs and smoking due to him worring about ur mental and physical health

Hancock: this guy has queer radar, he knew before he met you. Will still call you sunshine and hun but those are genderneutral so its alright. If somone is mean to you they are banned from goodneighbor, and btw they are already probably dead. Also you need a good timing to came out to him because he may be too drugged to understand (not that its compliaced, more because he doesnt even know what language you are using atm)

Catsworth- he is speedruning pronoun change, like you come out and next second he uses he/him like good robo frend he is💖 he wont ask any quesions bcs he aready knowwws😎

MacCready: imagine this scenario. You-Robert im Transgender Robert:A transformer🥺🥺🥺 You need to explain what it is, i mean he knows the idea he just never met any transgender person. I headcanon him as bisexual so theres no diffrence for him, he still loves you as much as before😊(bonus points if you have more platonic relationship with him and he will act like dad trying to teach his son some typical men-like activities for exampl how to chop Wood, how to fix a radio ect(even if you already know this stuff))

Paladyn Danse: this boi will be soo supportive^^ And super defensive if somone is mean, he wont do anything but He will intimidate them😎idk and idc what B.O.S thinks about le transgender people. Bcs Danse is in his rebel phase he doenst care either😈

Piper:our supportvite queen will go to library and try to find some books about trans people Just to impress you. If she cant find and good stuff she will Just go ask u stuff :) will bully anyone mean to u

Gage:He does not care, dont get me wrong, as long as you do your job he will respect you and think ur the coolest baddas ever. Of course He respect ur pronouns and If anyone misgender you, he will commit crimes (or snich to their boss if they are fellow raider) (if u are on testosteron he will do a tutorial how to shave)

#fallout 4 companions #fallout 4 #paladin danse #fallout 4 hancock #fallout 4 piper #fallout 4 x reader #nick valentine #fallout 4 nick valentine #preston garvey #maccready #fallout 4 gage

[bagelsenjoyer14]

So when season two came out I promised I was going to dive into it and then I proceeded disappear but I'm back. Also I've been at school and work all day so sorry if some things dont make sense, or if theres any grammatical errors.

I know I talk about Crowley alot on here, but Azi has been on my mind lately, especially regarding his religious trauma. I mean this is one of the main plot points of season two (and a little bit in season one) Azi's main problem is that he still thinks in the very black and white, kind of old fashioned way of thinking that heaven is good, and hell is bad. We see this very very often in the show whether hes saying things like this to Crowley, for example:

(And in season two when he says something along the lines of "and you are evil, I'm afraid")

It seems something that Azi battles with for a long time, from when Azi freaks out when angel Crowley even CONSIDERS questioning God, he doesn't know what to say and goes in full panic. And these little remarks through the series shows what he still (tries) to believe. But I think he really begins to question during Job not only that he must be, by default, a bad angel for lying, yet he hasn't fallen, when someone like Crowley didn't do anything as severe and yet he fell?

But the problem Azi has is he cannot let this ideaology go. I mean we see him TRY to in season one and season two, he fundementally thinks Crowley is a good person, and he knows deep down the things heaven is doing is horrible. But Azi is too forgiving (we see this with Gabriel) and too optimistic in what heaven COULD be/ what God COULD be planning.

And this dynamic between him and Crowley is really interesting, it kind of shows the two spectrums of what religious trauma can do. Crowley, for example, has accepted early on that God has abandoned him, and he has learned the hard way that neither side is good and is instead better off fending for himself. We do see in his desperate moments him pleading to God, but time and time again he is ignored, which creates this weird relationship with Azi where for 6000 years he kept this weird distance between them in fear of abandonment again. While Azi on the other hand, does not know what it's like to fall, he deeply loves God and thinks She will always be good, but he is shown through other angels horrible things, and it's confusing (why would she create horrible angels, why would she cause disease and death if she was so good?) We see him get panicky once again when Crowley brings up the question in episode three as to why did God create poverty and expect those in horrible circumstances to turn out as good as those born in castles? And Azi kind of tries not to think too much about the point Crowley is making. I think Azi HAS silently questioned Her since Bliblical times, but has pushed it down, that's how his best friend fell, and the last thing Azi wants is God to abandon him.

Finally, I also want to touch on Azi's desperate need to be good and seen as good by others. I think this stems from him being seen as a "lesser" angel, being sent to Earth as more of a sort of punishment, being looked down on because of it. The one major thing him and Crowley have in common is not fitting in, anywhere. So I think all of this causes him to ache for validation that what he's doing is right. He says in season two that since he isn't reporting to Heaven, he calls Crowley to tell him about the good things he's done. We also see during the Job part where he lies to Gabriel, that he thinks he's a bad angel and once again I feel like this causes him to feel like he must over compensate and take the pain and sadness put on to the world for the better of everyone else.

Mitskis song "I Don't Smoke" always reminds me of Aziraphale becuase of the line "if you need to be mean/be mean to me/ I can take it/and put it inside of me" because time and time again Azi goes and does things to benefit others, and not himself. He puts himself on the front lines for people who have hurt him. Gabriel is a good example of this, this guy has tried to kill him! And yet he helps him. Crowley is obviously fraustrated by this, but Crowley doesn't understand exactly WHY Azi is like this, they have dealt with their trauma differently. So of course when the metatron offered him a position in heaven he took it. Not only did it help him feel validated and finally 'good enough' but also he once again jumped in front of a bullet heading directly to the world, and Crowley. He belives he is doing good by going to heaven. Even if it hurts him, he NEEDS to feel like he is helping others, and he believes that if God technically has appointed him to such a power to make sure nothing bad happens, then in his mind she must be good then.

#This is why I don't like the coffee theory #like maybe my boy just has some trauma #I love seeing how Crowley and Azi parralell to each other #I hope this made sense #im goign to sleep now #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #anthony janthony crowley #jim good omens #good omens season two #aziracrow #azirafell #anthony j crowley #good omens 2 #good omens meta

[munamania]

bitch post time!!!!!! many revelations ok last night's vibes were HEINOUS but it provided so much for me and lydia to talk about and now i am gonna share with you yippee storytime

k so we plan to go to this valentines day showcase thing that the college radio is putting on last night. mind you at my place of work where i pretended that i had a family emergency and had to go home cause i didnt feel like going into work yesterday morning lol idiot... i was so paranoid my boss was there in disguise or some shit it was stupid. sorry um. yeah so ok i was largely like this could be a chance for friend groups to come together and maybe ill be able to talk to sams roommate and also like i do want to see more live music and it's free! so. anyway ok wait let me tell u abt the first part of the day

so me and lydia drive over some wine bottles to sam for him to use as props in a film. and sam and the roommate are sitting on their porch and we chat a little bit acc sam said as i walked up 'you always look so suspicious' and i was like 'ok u guys were literally just staring at me' cause they WERE and roommate was actually really nicely like 'oh no you're okay' and generally was just kind of inserting into our convo which well i had fun with naturally. um anyway and then who comes running up but teko! our buddy teko. and sams like have yall met and im like Of course and teko gives me a hug and i cant lie it was actually so sweet. i am also extremely touch starved but it was a nice hug. anyway. then i had to help roommate pick shoes alongside teko's fit and then i was like um Ok Bye. when i got back in the car lydia was like so i saw a neon sweatshirt... and i was like yeah <3 that's my man <3 sorry ok vibes get worse as the night comes

me and lydia end up getting to sam's late to 'pregame' this show and ig it was supposed be like. it was encouraged to dress formally. and i was wearing a dress that was too small and my chappell red tights and docs. kind of a serve but me and lydia were serving much more valentines day than formal. anyway. roommate does swing around to be like hi! and THEN i see my girl chloe i looooove her shes so fuckin funny and weird and we made this weird little short together in class last semester and i was kinda intimidated by her so i was so happy shocked when she was like I was so excited to see u :D WEEE shes so cool guys and has the funniest fuckin laugh and well honestly the high points of the night were us and lydia fucking around and dancing and being weird and offputting wallflowers cause again this thing SUCKED. ok

we did also smoke beforehand and i accidentally took this huge hit and then thought id be fine w a little more but brother was i feeling funny. did not eat enough and didnt take water it was atrocious. so. we get there and let me tell you if I WAS WORKING i'd have been able to fix the fact that it was soooooooooo fucking loud in there like bad bad bad audio distortion etc i wanted to kick this dude off the mixer but like what ever... it hurt so bad. and the lights were mostly on until chloe and sam duped this guy into dimming some of them but even still it was giving middle school dance. without the fun cheesy music. some of my instagram gay people are there. um but sorry there was simply no way i was going near that dance floor like the bands lowkey highkey sucked (i mean it was just a bunch of white college dudes and they did not slay. shocker. sam kept being like 'they're so good' and we were like um haha... straight face emoji)

we acc disappeared for a while to another floor for the br and just chilled for like half an hour (and security came to find us lmfaooo but ended up just leaving) and i was feeling odd and out of body and too aware of how i looked and it was just not great i was like we're the only bitches serving cunt here... um. anywho. so like later theres a slow dance and roommate is dancing with this other girl i only know from instagram till this point and i suppose if i was really feeling myself i could have tried to make a move but i was not. once again. vile vibes in this place. like i dont mean to be a pussy i typically would be much more charming and fun if i wanted to flirt and kinda felt the vibe from them but i was not really enjoying myself LMAO

then some more of the friend group shows up at the end and sam's like 'drama is actively going down' and im like Wuhhhh the fuck and i feel like a few of them r looking at me and i was just like get me OUT of here but for some fuck ass reason was still like nooooo we should go over and have pizza w sam and them. forgive me for thinking they had like frozen pizza or smth and i could get some free food out of this no we had to sit there and wait for dominos or whatever

AND THE MOST ANNOOOOOOOOOOOYING AWFUL TERRIBLE GROSS MEN YOUVE EVER MET SAT THERE AND JOINED THE BRIEF SMOKE CIRCLE AND THEN WERE JUST THERE AND LIKE YOU COULD JUST FEEL THEM TAKING UP SPACE AND US 'GIRLS' WERE MADE TO FEEL SO SMALL ON THE FUCKING COUCH I WAS SOOOOOOOO TIRED. had to get a sweater cause i felt so uncomfortable. girl i really was only there in case i could have a saving grace moment with roommate im so serious. well and for chloe but otherwise me and lydia shoulda been outta there

literally chloe was so excited to show our little video to people and sam cut us off from getting there to show us the fucking fidget spinner game he has on his tv. girl get out! oh my fucking god. finally lydias like Cool anyway so - like sams misogyny jumped out in previously unprecedented ways. it was bad. these boys were truly making me want to kill myself im sorry like it was so bad i have curated my experience so as to be away from that for so long it was really jarring. and what you need to understand about sam is that he's almost died twice and kind of has a funny little gender vibe going on and so for a while now yeah we've gotten along through silly odd things we relate through but holy shit....... that was so offputting i cant even wrap my brain around it

also sam very much walked me into like yaoi-fying him and his best friend and then was like haha noooo why r u calling us gay ur so weird bitch just fuck him already im tired and also dont care.. hes so attention seeking and not used to um not being the center of attention. sorry! oopsies anyway so

so then im like ew like i kinda need to reassess um. the people im around. and again cant stress enough how gross and judged and just kinda old i felt surrounded by these ppl even tho theyre all like within a year of age? and like roommate still seems maybe cool but since we didnt actually talk and they were off w the other roommate/other ppl i cant help but associate them w the odd vibes but like. honestly idk i might just try to uh slide into their dms rlly casually. bc. well idk how the friend group is fracturing and it wouldnt surprise me if they were annoyed with sam esp living with him but obv i dont really know. but again let me stress this friend group has been friends since their freshman year like what r yall doing yeah u do need to break up....

so i figure since they're hot (and kinda tiny i cant tell if they're shorter than me or just right around my height) (but also they kind of scared me by giving Instagram face while posing for a pic last night i cant do any more people giving off dorian gray rn. but i was also under the influence so um that didnt help) i could just yeah be brave see how it goes and worst case scenario it's not a vibe yk. and best case scenario i get to hang w them and teko. teko so gives francis. anyway

OH also sam and the friends insisted on listening to this ai generated… thing like idk guys i think i was in hell fr

also had several men yell out of their cars at me and staring at me as we walked to the bus stop :/ so men really do ruin everything btw

um. so. that was the night! thx for reading if u did. i am excited to be around other fun silly cool queer people god bless fuck these people

#abby talks

[duodusk]

hello . ive just woken up and early . why? becoz wilbur says we're gonna drive to iowa. will where are- what are we doing? we're driving to Keokuk. Iowa. why? ??? why? two hours forty six minutes. why are we doing this?? youve not explained to us why we're doing th- I'VE never been to iowa it isnt real. i- as far as i know. i have no intention to ever go to iowa i mean what? are we gonna go to davenport? no. im not going to iowa. ever. exc- par- so i decided im gonna go right now so then i can say to myself "that's it! until the day i die i will never enter iowa."

ive never been to arbys! im so excited for arbys guys! me too! we're going to arbys! THE "MEAT MOUNTAIN". our main goal of iowa wait- the Main Goal of Iowa is arbys?? yes! why?? when you zoom in to keokuk iowa the first thing that pops up is a big word that says ARBYS cuz theres nothing else there because THEY'VE got the meat! they've got the meat! also uh me and ranboo discovered yesterday we got Insider Information that if you order- from someone that WORKED at arbys if you order something called a "Meat Mountain" you get a sandwich with- with every single type of meat on it. three types of cheeses and that INCLUDES chicken tenders and- And he himself said in the time he worked there only THREE people ever ordered it, and every time they did, the- all the waitstaff and all the chefs went :O and they pogged! and they POGGED and they just pogchamped! they POGCHAMPED! me and ranboo are going to split a "Meat Mountain" together and that is NOT what you think it means! what do we name this road trip? Race to "Meat Mountain" is Wheatskins editing this? is Wheatskins editing this? yea Wheatskins. Title Card: Race to "Meat Mountain". Go! [Race to "Meat Mountain" title card plays].

there is a stain on the back seat. ranboo's sat- I'm sitting in it! it stinks of cigarette smoke. the check engine light's on. yep. welcome! we have NO windshield wipers no windshield wipers! wait what?? im just gonna- im gonna use my body to clean the windscreen of its RAIN- drops oh its fine NOW... but theres no windshield wip-- if it rains we're fucked tho. the thing is we- so we went to hertz premium car rentals and they said "we have no cars!" and i was like well thats kind of the one thing ur supposed to have. and then we call up. what was it.. Visco Cheap Cars. Visco Budget Car Rental! oh jesus. and there's- OH MY LORD. so um ive got-- ... it is raining. it IS raining. oh... OH MY GO- wait. that's not. that's not their solution surely. that is. not the solution they made. Open the window. open 'er up! you're doing it, will! oh god. yeah that's- that's MUCH better thanks. i made it worse. "we went to iowa just to eat a sandwich" or you call it-- OR you call it Race to "Meat Mountain". Race to "Meat Mountain" is like a thousand times better. Race to "Meat Mountain". Wheatskins play the title sequence again [Race to "Meat Mountain" title card plays].

this bridge is made of copper. Minecraft! WOAH. wait its copper bridge? great job oxidizing! WOO WOOOOO YO IT OXIDIZED! I actually like that! its like. co- coc- oxidized- cock. cock. why- "it's like cock." I HAVE A STAMMER! bro I STRUGGLE. i think the hotel thinks im having a prostitute come round later why? what??? because i- s- right, so- just dont finish the statement. a- no, no i'm gonna explain- OHH MY GOD. gone fishin'! theres only two things i like in my life: my WIFE and fishin! (and one of 'em dont complain!) canonically your wife is a fish actually wilbur so really mjhhtghh there's a- there's a rest area! oh my god what can we get?? deli. oh! isnt that... isnt that meat? so deli is sandwich and meats i dont know if we should go- the- the prelude to- i need to save myself for the meat mountain! i'm a feeble boy! theres only so much meat i can handle! im hoping the meat mountain's gonna take my virginity.

now we'd been on the road for a good while at this point and, although we were saving ourselves for food, hunger had already began to set in. now, we're all adults! this should've been something we could've handled! but... TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST IT'S SONIC THE HEDGEHOOOOG!!! guyssss, calm down!! i GOT this. wait- there's gotta be a sonic. ive never been to sonic before and i want A Chilli dawg. WE NEED TO GOOOO I KNOW!!! subway! subway! subway! subway! subway! to the RIIIGHT!! NOOOOOW!!!!! they got a rizzo's!!!! just get hashbrowns! just get hashbrowns! theyve got a rizzo's! what the FUCK's a RIZZO'S??? WE DONT HAVE HASHBROWNS AT SUBWAY! WHY DONT YOU HAVE HASHBROWNS AT FUCKING SUBWAAAAAAAAAY??? to- are we- he's gone. where did wilbur go?? where did he GO? where's he going?? i think he- i think he's going to- wait, where'd he- i feel like we should go with him is he just actually going to subway ?? on a quest to find Wilbur Soot in a subway. why dont we just g- ahhh yknow what, im waiting for sonic! that's what im thinkin. should we just wait for sonic? we just let this guy get his subway? ill- i'll go to sonic, too. i got- i got tired of waiting for you so i just came here.

now that wilbur was fed, youd think we'd get on with our mission right? but you're WRONG. i'd spotted something in the distance that i'd never seen before: is that a walmart??? yeah! have you not been to walmart? NO?? we're going to walmart now! we're here. odds on i buy playdoh? for me. buy me some. five. three two one three. one. buy me some anyway sure thank you its for him- youre not old enough to buy your own yet. you might choke! oh they got magic- oh wait! a magic 8 ball!! we can ask it a question! what's your question jack? i dont- i- anything in the world. okay? literally anything where is she? on a remote island in the middle of bermuda. i love how baby yoda was such a hit they just was like... let's just.. let's just put him on everything hold on. I TOUCHED ITS SOFT SPOT! what the fuck did it just do? it like sl- spoke in a deep voice-- HIGH SCORE ELEVEN. Bop it. wait its a bop it! it's a bop it???? its a bop it??? what????? I told you that was a bad idea. he's scary. like im actually sc- that's a saw trap right there it sounds like s- Bop it to start. okay! Twist it. Pull it. you twist its head??? this thing is horrifying! im buyin this. i am buying this.

time for sonic! its sonic time. THE HEDGEHOG! THE FREAKIN HEDGEHOG! we're going! sonic time! this is such an odd sonic what the... my GOD! look at that! its like psychedelic! we're gonna trip out at sonic! ah, whatre you doing? why're you out there crazy? im gonna take a picture of you now. WE'RE ORDERING. what do you want jack? corn dog. that's it?? where are you going? im gonna go wild out for a bit. pff, whats that mean?? yea just the- the corn dog, a small fry, and a small dr pepper SNF SNF SNRK what the fuck is- what the fuck- what the fuck.. um, can i get chilli cheese fries and a large drink- hey baby, hehe and another jumbo- you look like you were really proud of that one, too hhh, hhhhhh t- tell 'em- hhhhfdjkfd hahah. and a large oreo shake shelby tell 'em thanks from me. tell 'em thanks!! i'll pay! i'll pay! I'll pay. I'LL PAY. that's it stop filming my card. i dont want Wheatskins knowing my fucking card. im lookin at you Wheatie. you know what, get it on the Manifold Business we vlogged this. yknow what, do it on the Manifold business account! do it on the Manifold business card! manifold legal is covering this- manifold legal is out of money. cum. uoohhhh ohh :( LICK THE SIDE! lick the side! LICK THE SIDE!! what do you MEAN lick the side?? lick it! LICK THE SIDE! do you see how much th- lick it while i film! LICK THE SIDE!!! LICK THE SIDE! slrrrp. im so sorry i ordered smalls for- that's 5up's, you can eat one of mine please dont eat mine sir please dont eat his fries siir theres not many left ! theyre really hot. whyre you eating em like that, king? slrrrp. i cant get it out. suck harder. i cant get it up! i need your help- you gotta give it that- that good-good gotta give it the sloppy top I'M known for my schlopery. will, film me eating a corn dog! this is my first ever corn dog ever. i've never had one! its really hot. all the way all the way all the way all the way all the way just in one go! all the way get to the stick! i couldnt go any further... its burning my mouth right now, its really hot. crunch crunch. crunch. to like- i have to process the moment like, i have food in my mouth everywhere! ive got worse in my mouth, king! ive had worse in my mouth. 2017. what does that mean?? the year or like. he had two thousand and seventeen things in his mouth. the stick touched my tonsils as i took the last bite. if you gag on the corndog you know she's not a baddie. im sorry to my audience for letting them down! no that's... that's misogynistic, i shouldn't. ✨i'd say all girls are baddies✨well done, will. pffh hahaahaha! if she gag on the corndog she not a baddie! she not a baddie. aint that right, ranboo? thats what im sayin!

now, we may have eaten, but for some reason the crazy hadnt worn off yet. guess you cant take me anywhere! (Wheatskins, you should add like the- the... "she so crazy" yknow with the fuckin chips on her- like the bag of fuckin chips on her head but just, just make it me, i think thatd be funny) I'm a crazy individual. I have deranged thoughts, some of which would land me in the slammer. mmmm hey, wh- Wheatskins, Wheatskins, just make that lean. Wheatskins, wocky slush, make it wocky slush, please. make it that wo- make it, make it that- purp drank. w- Wheatskins, ma- Wheatskins, make-- Why'd you say it with such urgency?? make it that- Wheatskins- you cut yourself off! "make it that-- wheatskins" Wheatskins, no, you gotta make this.. i've been unable to get my codeine fix the whole time ive been here, Wheatskins. you gotta film ranboo wildin' out. he's gonna st- he's gonna wild like i do. he's gonna wild- yeah. wild out, king. go quirky, go insane, th- ...he went right behind the fucking sign! RANBOO! we didnt see you, wild out now! we didnt see you before. you gotta wild out now. (he's wildin). oh yea, he's- he's buggin. no i dont want- i dont want your nug-nugs. no nuggies! no nuggies! roll- roll the windows up, kids! thats what that codeine'll do to you. it's my- my s-- my wocky slush. sonic was great! lets go to connetikuk. kowekuk! iowa! keokuk! keokuk! oiowa! anyone watching this video from keokuk iowa, take a picture of you at the- one of the places that we are at later in this video, and... hashtag MissionTo"MeatMountain" Road to "Meat Mountain" hashtag Road-- race- race to "Meat Mountain" hash- hashtag- what was the- ratio! hashtag RaceTo"MeatMountain" ratio! Hashtag RaceTo"MeatMountain" put that on twitter! put the title screen right now, like the intro guys- put uh- Wheatskins, play the title screen [Race to "Meat Mountain" title card plays].

shelby, how's driving been going? hands on the wheel, please. sorry can we have a ran- can we have a ranboo solo moment? ranboo, hold the camera, pointing at you hi guys :) how you doin? how you been? its been a while since we last spoke! Hey. Don't interrupt my solo moment. this is- this is all i have. hi guys, uhh welcome to the Race for "Meat Mountain" uh- play the- the title sequence [Race to "Meat Mountain" title card plays]. we're driving through, uh, Missouri Unincorporated Territory right now! uhhh, uh- we're about to hit frankfort, which is described by wikipedia as, frankford is an unincorporated place in Unincorporated Territory, Missouri. guys, lemme tell you something about this place. there's fuckall going on. im entertaining myself with the images of my mind. all i can picture is the cymbal monkey, yknow the monkeys that clap their cymbals? Keokuk! Keokuk! Keokuk! Keokuk! Keokuk! oooo, my mans just braked. on a road? what a- what a country! what an unincorporated territory! oh look at that peep! there's a peep! a what? there's a peep on the side of the road! what the fuck is a peep ??? shelby, your eyes are supposed to be on the road, youre staring at purple peeps in the field??? theres purple people?? there was a purple peep! like thanos? or maybe someone whose drank a little too much lean? I've Got Ya Now. don't worry viewers :) youre safe with me!

so far this has been a pretty straightforward journey! we made a couple of stops, but other than that, it was pretty much smooth sailing and having a few laughs! but then the First Disaster struck. auh, guys i need to tell you something. i really need the bathroom, but i'm- i'm gonna be honest, im genuinely a little bit frightened of going to the toilet around here. i think they're gonna smell that im an atheist out-of-towner? just go over and be like, "That Jesus Guy.." oowh, im g- i'm so scared its okay! its okay! you need to let it out! jack can you come in with me with the camera? i dont wanna be dr disrespect and film you while youre pooping, king. no, dont come in the bathroom dumbass oh. bye will! bye! we reassessed, and im not gonna go in and film even the ground, i will get shot. wait- ive got a fucking white button-up shirt that doesnt matter! it doesnt matter, it doesnt matter w-w-w-wait, wait- wilbur dont take your shirt off- He's dead. this guy's buggin! let's lock the car, let's keep the camera down, let's just film our balls. let's just film our balls! how ya doin? good! i'd shake yer hands but its cold. do ya- how ya been? do yall have a bathroom? hhhhhhh . get in, get in! FLOOR IT! you got funyuns!!!! i didnt know what to do so i bought funyuns! i tried to say, "have y'all got a toilet," like, "have y'all," i tried to throw a y'all in there, and i ended up goin, "Have Y'all- Have Y'all Got A Bathroom?"

Keokuk! Keokuk!!! Shelby said- Keokuk! Keokuk! Keokuk! YEAHHHH!!! I'm so excited. i'm genuinely- i cant believe im going to iowa i cant believe- me- me neither! i cant believe we are cause it doesnt exist! imagine if we get to keokuk and like- there's like a man at the road who's like, "When you leave, tell everyone Iowa exists." and we- "I see you recording," he'll say, and he'll say, "Right, here's some footage to splice in to your cam- video. Tell them Iowa's real," and then- but behind him is just black void. you have to like sign an NDA. i believe that, honestly. or they shoot you! or- or they- or they shoot you and then you 'died in a car accident.' WAIT look! jack!! wait, we're on the way! it's just white! it's- there it is! Keokuk! exit half a mile! we're bout to be there! is this the- wait. "the people of iowa welcome you!" "the people of iowa welcome you!" we fuckin made iiiiiiiit!!!! YEEESSS!!!! oh he's going, wow he just went for it. he's gone. ooh it smells like manure we're here! it stinks! it stinks here it smells of poo but we made it! we made it to iowa i'm in eye-oh-wuh! to arbys!!! Will. yeah? we're on the phone now. WOAH LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT THAT AAAAAA WE'RE IN KEOKUK YEAAAAA myyy camera died. Wheatskins add a, the camera died. bwah bum buh doowww wooomp. Wheatskins, play the- play the intro play the intro! [Race to "Meat Mountain" title card plays].

ARRRBYYY'S!!!! THERE IT IS!!! oh it's there!!! YEAA YESSSS this is, a fever dream. this is incredible. we did it! we did it. oh we did it! to the "Meat Mountain!" alright, this might be a crazy one, but i've heard of, like a rumor. is there an off-menu thing called the "Meat Mountain"? yeah, it's- we could still make it. for real?? yeah. okay! we'll get that! it's real! it's real! it's real! it's real. are you sure you can eat all that? probably not. aha i'll give it a go though! that's a lot of meat! i'm aware! hahaha. youre a little- a little one, too! hahaha!! f- fuck! hahahaha-- we're gonna give it a go! oh my lord, jesus. open it open it open it open it i'm opening it! i'm opening it! let's see this- ready? ohh ohhh my god my oh- hhahah, that's too much! wow that is a lot hey jack, how hungry are you, man? chicken, turkey, beef-- 👀

Initial impressions... weren't great! but what can you expect? a burger that tall could never look beautiful! and its not about the outside appearance!! it's the beauty within :) i was in it for the flavors, the meats melting on my tongue. i just wanted to feel my mouth full of meat, and i wanted to taste-- ...........maybe cut that part, i dont know-- take a bite, king. you got this! my god do they have the meats. they do have the meats. unhinge your jaw! ccrrrunch. Oh. oh, oh oh boy that's a good bite! that was a good bite. that's a solid bite! you got- you got the top to bottom! what is it like? oh! i heard a crunch... i could hear how dry that is. okay, he's still... i dont think i wanna take a bite anymore is it just a lot of flavors..? that should- it's a lot of flavors, not all of them i can analyze at once... crrunch. my god. it's impressive! you are good at that! ranboo. ranboo this is- ranboo. we cant film him taking a bite take a bite. you came here, this was yooour plan. this was never my plan. you told me about the "Meat Mountain" i told you about the "Meat Mountain".... good luck! you got this! crunch. that was a solid bite, king. that was a good bite. for those of you at home, Good Bite. that's ranboo jaws. now you know what my jaws can do. how does- how does it taste? give us- in, in one word- Meat. ..he just went in for a bite on his own choice, by the way, like that is just his own choice there. I was hungry. You gonna blame a man fer being hungry? Food's food! .... i have to have a bite. originally, me and ranboo were the ones taught the tale we came all this way you have to have a bite! im not even hungry! we ate, i had a subway! yeah, i dont know why- you dont have to be hungry for the "Meat Mountain" the "Meat Mountain" is hungry for you. oh i cant describe the smell, hold on.. crrunch. get it. my god that was impr- oh my god?? wow. king! thoughts, feelings, any? i hate the mix of temperatures. oh yeah yeah, no that's the thing- the ham is cold, the chicken is hot. yea that's what got me. this is the last bit that hasn't been bitten. crunch ... it tastes like a pastrami sandwich yeah- is this part not bitten? now the Final One. the final bite. this is it. one final bite! we're making the Pentagram of the Mighty Meats. the mcyt pentagram... in a "Meat Mountain".... crunch there's five bites of a "Meat Mountain" ...actually it's just like a little star now. i've been thinkin about it just now. sluuurrp.. why did we drive two and a half hours to iowa for this? wh- haha, why- yeah, wait, didnt we drive past an arbys? we passed three! we passed like several arbys. a good like thirty minutes in. ... Iowa baby! that's what im sayin! ay, Wheatskins, play the title card again! [Race to "Meat Mountain" end card plays].

#txt #..... #sorry for mental illness posting. it will happen again. #i dont know why i did this. #this video lives in my head i think this released the beast #meat mountain #i. . ok

[imhereformr]

S3 E4 The Mirror of Truth

I feel like theres too many things happening on this mission...

The controls are stuck now

Oh and another bird

Stella has fallen and the birds are coming back

We'll know [the mirror of truth] when we see it. We'll that's fucking helpful. Thanks for nothing Concorda.

Stella is mentioning her changed looks around Brandon a lot for someone that doesn't want him to know.

Wait when did they mention ice spirits? Did I miss that? I'll admit to having tuned out during the birds...

You must look for the mirror of truth. Gee thanks ice spirits for this information they didn't know. So helpful.

Here she goes again mentioning her looks to her boyfriend that she's trying to hide her changed looks from 🤦🏻‍♀️

Brandon is so precious 🥹 To those of you who like men, never settle for less than Brandon.

Oh hey the school year is starting. Didn't it just end?

Oh hey that's the fairy that plants a bomb in season 4

This very obviously Indian inspired fairy has a very obvious Indian accent... Why was that necessary, Rai?

There goes bomb girl again!

Is Galatea Irish???? It's a little too understandable to be Scottish... But it's not quite Irish? But it's not English either. What is this accent???

Just found out Galatea means white as milk in ancient Greek?

Jennifer Hale voices Galatea in one of the English versions, and she's from Newfoundland. As a Canadian, I can confidently say that this is not a Newfie accent.

Erika Schroeder voices her in another English version, and she's American.

My search for Galatea's accent is a dead end. If someone knows what the fuck it's supposed to be, please help.

Why do Musa and Galatea laugh after Musa says she's also from Melody? What's funny about that?

Stella asks for all the gossip and then looks thoroughly uninterested while Nova gives it to her 😂

But also, I love Nova's voice. I can't tell you why exactly but it's terrible in the best way. She sounds like she's reading directly off a script with no emotion, but also she's got a real bad cold.

We just got here and she's already talking about finals is a very valid complaint. But also, the girl that says that sounds like she's been smoking for 70 years 😂

The final exam is the get their Enchantix? THEIR FINAL EXAM IS TO DIE????? WHAT THE FUCK FARAGONDA???

Faragonda: No special preparation is required. Stella: Thank goodness 😂😂😂😂😂

I take back the death thing. Just remembered that Aisha didn't die to save anyone, she just went blind. Cause that's so much better.

The Magix council knows about Valtor on Andros. They don't appear to be doing much, just like they did for everything else. What is the point of the Magix Council if they do NOTHING???

Did Bloom just say Baltor? With a B? No lie, there's something about the name Baltor that makes me sick.

These bitches have a death wish.

Unfortunately I wasn't able to save my people. Yeah Bloom, you were a baby 😒

Thanks girls, and thank you Bloom 🤢

I just need to say that Riven has been MIA for a while now and I miss him

#Alex watches winx #winx club #winx #winx musa #winx stella #winx flora #winx tecna #winx bloom #winx brandon #Winx Aisha #Winx Layla #Rewatch #Season 3

[matchheadz]

HOS/ HOST OF SERAPHIM UPDATE!!

SURPRISE!! I'M NOT DEAD!! JUST WORKING!!

Thank you all so much for over 500 Kudos now. I never thought we'd get this far but, here we fuckin' are! My original intent was to double the word count on this chapter and then also upload some art for fun and as a thank you, but then real-life stuff happened and I figured I needed to get this chapter out at SOME point.

regardless! It is still about 1.5x as long as a regular chapter, and it should NOT take two months to upload another one. I've adjusted my work schedule and while I'm still working a shit ton, I at least have one day off a week now...

:') I'm a clown.

Anywho! This chapter is titled "Love" and you should not be fooled by that. It has some very heavy trigger warnings so please take a look at the chapter notes. Remember that Vergil is having an onslaught of memories just piling into his head, so he's very uncomfortable for the majority of this chapter.

Here's a spoiler-free snippet:

"Please don’t walk away, there’s more! Theres more!" A little Vergil, his lips stained blue with raspberry ice pop, would bleat as his partner-in-crime pushed the book away from him. “Vergil, this book is too sad for me.” Dante would sigh, leaning back against the clay roof and kicking his feet in frustration. “The main character threw away his family because he was too stupid to realize he wasn’t the only one hurt by a family tragedy. He was selfish and let that hurt become his whole personality until he became so power hungry and scared that he ruined the saving grace that offered itself up on a silver platter and got himself killed in the process.” And a little Vergil would frown at him and say, “What do you mean? The main character’s love interest was a girl. Someone he left not to abandon her, but to protect her from the danger that followed him. So he could grow strong and protect the both of them, so nothing in the world could ever hurt either of them ever again. I think that’s a noble cause, don’t you?” And The Raven would simply nod, his red ice-pop melting in the heat of the summer sun and sucking idly at the flavor between his fingers. “That’s what I said.” He would reply lazily. He would squint up at him, his dark pony-tailed hair spread around him like a smoke-stain. He would raise his hand above his head to block the sun, grimacing anyway to reply in a bored tone.  “And of course I think its noble, lucertolino, I think that was our problem.” And little Vergil would gape at the image of the boy who was once his brother and realize he never knew his twin at this age. And he would stare and stare and stare at his blue raspberry ice pop, willing that to make sense until the blue splashed over the page and ruined the rest of the story. He wouldn’t cry over it though, even if it was a really good book. He’d get mad and growl somewhere a little deeper than his chest and throw the book over the edge of the roof, even if it was a really good book. "Why’d you do that, idiota? You loved that book."  The Raven would sit up from his sunbathing spot and frown into the bright distance. "No I didn't. I hated it." Vergil would spit and lie, that stony expression would come over his face even as his weakest instrument broke in two. "We should write a new one. Just us. Just me and you, nobody else." Vergil would turn, the baby-blue of his coat flashing golden light onto his heart’s face. She would laugh at his anger, her brunette bun bouncing with the energy of it and her bright red dress bunched up between clay-stained hands as they walked. She’d stop him right underneath the statue of his father, her hands pressing into his chest and tongue between her teeth—seeing too much of him. "Art like that is made once and a lifetime, Angelo. A shame you did not cherish it while you had it." “I hate you.” Adult Vergil mumbled in reply. Between blinks, Eleonora came and went. And between inhales, his brother had returned. Dante laid underneath Vergil, his chest against his back, gripping tightly to his brother’s torso as if somehow, he would disappear on exhalation.

#dmc #dmc5 #dadgil #my writing #text #hos #vergil sparda #dante sparda #Host of Seraphim #dmc fanfiction #nerokiri

[choccyhearts]

Hey Sexy Lady - Shaggy // Argyle x Reader

Note: Omfg, i will never be free from that pedro pascal edit, this was lowkey inspired by that edit <3 *also plz note i wrote this while tipsy so if theres errors ooopsies...*

CW: 18+!! Suggestive (but no smut), kinda fluffy, alcohol, mentions of smoking, fem!reader (she/her pronouns used)

Summary: "While at a bar, Argyle finds a girl whos is sure to give him a good time (Suggestive) 18+!!"

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"Hey sexy lady, I like your flow"

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Argyle wasn't one to frequent bars but this whole plan was Jonathan's idea. After a rough week of work and stress, Jonathan propsed they go to a bar that just recently opened to see what all the buzz was about.

Kitschy gimmick bars were very common in Cali, so Argyle didn't see what made this cowboy themed one any different. It was all tacky and tourist trapy. What was so special?

"Well, tourists mean pretty out-of-town girls", Jonathan points out. Argyle hums in agreement as the two walk inside the building.

It was crowded, filled with people leaning against tables and others rubbing against each other on the dance floor.

Both of their eyes widen like saucers as they look at the scene in front of them. A cacophony of loud music and people's slurred shouting fills their ears. Some people are donning cowboy hats and boots while others are wearing typical bar outfits.

"Okay", Argyle says as he squints at a couple passionately making out at a table near them. "We walked in, looked around, now let's go, dude. We can just smoke in the van."

Jonathan grabs his friend's shoulder and stops him.

"C'mon, let's at least get a drink. 'Kay? Then let's go." Argyle sighs at his friend and nods.

The two stand behind a crowd of people that are also trying to get the bartender's attention. Argyle looks at the various people, all of them blending together. Yeah, great place to see pretty girls, he thinks to himself.

"Hey, I'm gonna try and push to the front, just stay here!", Jonathan shouts. Argyle gives him a nod and silently prays for his smaller friend.

"Just yell if you need anything, man!" As he watches Jonathan dissappear he starts imagining himself at home -- the two slumped on the couch watching Cheech & Chong, the only noise being their commentary and laughter. Much, much different compared to his current situation.

His nose is suddenly greeted by a familiar scent -- weed. But instead of chuckling, he nearly gags. That's that bad stuff, man, he thinks. His eyebrows scrunch as he looks around him, trying to find the cause of the offending stench.

He glances towards the entrance and is forced to do a double-take. Walking in is the definition of beauty.

She's wearing a checkered top that's tied in the front and unbuttoned at the first three buttons. It accentuates her breasts perfectly. Her bottoms are a pair of high-waisted short shorts that hug her curves as they shift with her movement.

Her face is beautiful, enchanting really. Makeup done and hairstyle framing her face and complimenting her cheekbones. Her eyes look around her before stopping at Argyle. He quickly looks away, flustered and caught.

He looks ahead and tries to find Jonathan but he darts his eyes back towards her and finds her walking over. He's frozen, heart pounding and palms getting moist.

Holy shit, she's coming to talk to me.

"Hi!", she says loudly.

"Hey!" His face is slowly dampening with sweat, nerves taking over.

"I like your look! It's so...rad!", she eyes him up and down. He's wearing his usual bright-colored ensemble.

"You too!", he leans down so she can hear him better. "You've got this whole...cowgirl thing goin' on, dude!"

She smirks up at him, "Well, I really like cowgirl style!"

His mouth falls open and his eyes widen. He looks at her and she winks at him.

Jonathan comes back with two bottles of beer in hand. He notices the little scene in front of him and chuckles, shaking his head.

"Here you go, man!" He hands Argyle a beer. "I'm gonna go mingle!" Argyle looks at him as Jonathan winks at him and nods his head at the girl. "Have fun!"

Jonathan walks away and Argyle looks back at the girl.

"So...do you want anything to drink?"

She shakes her head, "I already see something more delicious than alcohol!"

His face heats again and this time he feels it in his ears. He takes a quick swig and furrows his brow.

"Ya know, this isn't really my type of scene! I'm only here cause--"

"Of your friend?", she cuts him off. He nods. "Yeah, my friend was supposed to come here with me but ditched me last minute."

"Wanna go outside? So we don't have to shout? My van's just parked outside."

She nods and turns towards the door allowing Argyle to get a look at her ass. He lets out a dreamy sigh and walks forward with her.

The two make it outside and he unlocks his van.

"Sorry, it's a little messy in the back", he blushes.

She chuckles and climbs inside, eyes taking in the guy in front of her. Once inside, he closes the van's doors and settles.

"So...", he says in a softer voice than usual.

"So...", she mirrors. "...cool van."

"Well, it's not really mine mine, but yeah."

"I figured", she giggles. Argyle takes another swig of his beer and scrunches his face again.

"Eugh...as you can see, I'm not much of a drinker."

"Neither am I. I really did only come here for my friend, I much prefer smoking to feel good."

Argyle's heart leaps at her admission.

"Dude, same! I just like chilling out and relaxing." He sets the beer in a cup holder and turns back to the girl.

"I will say, this night hasn't been a total waste...I get to be alone with the greatest-looking guy in the place", the girl winks.

Argyle is once again speechless. She crawls over to him and sets a hand gently on his knee.

"And, I'd really like to get to know you better...if you'd let me?", she whispers. Her face is centimeters away from his and he can smell her enchanting perfume.

"Totallyyyy, dude." She smirks and caresses his face with both of her hands before bringing him in for a long, tender kiss.

When she pulls away, Argyle subconsciously leans in for another immediately. She giggles and kisses him again, letting him pull her into his lap.

"Holyyy fuck", he breathes. "You're out of this world." His eyes are glazed over as he looks at the ethereal being in front of him.

"How 'bout we get out of here, smoke a bit, and maybe, I'll show you how much of a cowgirl I can be?"

Argyle nods so fast he nearly breaks his neck. He watches as she crawls into the passenger seat before his brain pulls him into reality.

"Shit! My friend!", he frowns.

"Oh, it's okay--"

"No! Lemme run in real quick!"

Argyle nearly sprints into the bar, eyes darting around for his brown-haired friend. He finds him talking to some girl.

"Hey! Jonathan!"

Jonathan looks over and sees how flushed his friend is.

"Are you okay?", concern pools into Jonathan's eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen, I have a really pretty girl in the van and--"

"Don't worry, I'll find a ride, okay? Go! Go!"

"You sure?"

"Dude, go!" They both smile at each other before Argyle leaves.

He settles into the driver's seat of his van and looks at the beautiful passenger accompanying him.

"So...you ever heard of Purple Palm Tree Delight?"

#argyle #argyle x reader #argyle stranger things #st4 #stranger things

[megafaunatic]

idk if ur like open to randos in ur asks giving u media recommendations, but i would give anything in the world for u to try and give the k-novel 'return of the blossoming blade' by BIGA a chance... UR MY FAVE CONTENT CREATOR SINCE THE YE OLDEN TGCFMDZS DAYS SO I WANTED TO AT LEAST TRY LOLLL its like my favourite novel of all time and ive been trying to force it upon everyone with little avail, which i dont understand WHYY cuz its SOO GOOOD like it definitely deserves to have the same level of popularity w international fans as MDZS and TGCF had, but for now it remains a hidden gem.......... it's an insanely long novel i will nawt lie (1.5k+ chapters and updating everyday but only like 500smth have been tl'd into english on the fantl site Sky Demon Order[who also post semi-daily]) but its sosososo worth it i prommy..trust me..:smiles: it's a classic 'hero from the past who died a tragic and preventable(?) death reincarnates a hundred years into the future hiding his identity to teach the youth in order to keep the future generation from following in his footsteps and making the same mistakes he did' but without all the stale, predictable, boringness u'd typically expect from that specific genre... it's an incredibly comedic action novel that takes place in ancient china wuxia setting & focuses primarily on found family and those close familial bonds between the main cast behind all the sword fighty action (dont know how to fit this in anywhere else, but its important to me that u know the mc, chung myung, is the main casts grandpa.. hes their peepaw.. he shows affection by beating them on their heads). theres no romance at all, but i would argue that is a SELLING POINT for this novel like i swear it is so refreshing, the found family of it all means soo much to me, so much so i am now going to force it to mean so much to you too(this is a threat).... if u do gaf abt ships tho then maybe the doomed, tragic, best-friends-to-almost lovers tangchung yaoi and the love at first sight iseolsoso yuri might catch ur eye *LOOKS AT YOU* i genuinely really really feel like it would be straight up ur alley, like its definitely smth i feel would at least peak ur interest imo (chung myung, the mc, is probably my fave mc of all time..at eighty two years young, he IS the next peoples princess and i want to hit him with my car and then nurse him back to health just to hit him again.. i feel like u'd enjoy him like that as well).. im so desperate for more eng fans of this novel u cant see me rn but i am biting into a leather belt trying not to sob and cry out loud as im typing this this is so long im so embarrawsed so ill leave u here.. i hope my pleas have touched ur heart in some way and if the novel chapter count is too intimidating, ROTBB also has a webcomic on webtoons by the same name (season two of the webcomic just started ^__^ ) and the art is so good and funny and its a good way to get into the novel without being overwhelmed by the chp count methinks BUT i would definitely consider reading the novel mandatory cuz the webcomic only fills u in on so much.... ok. i hope u managed to get thru this insane wall of text, my bad.. until we meet again...*salutes* *revs up my motorcycle and disappears behind a cloud of smoke but when the dust settles i am laying dead on the floor*

ok so first of all i respect this so much 🫡 thank you for spreading your passion in the final moments before your motorcycle dirt death 🫡🫡🫡

second of all this does sound really fun !!! i have found it on sky demon order and i'll give it a try... BUT i gotta be real over a thousand chapters and only two hundred of them translated AND no romance is unfortunately killing me... i just dont know if i have the stamina for that... im a horrible little fujo if its THAT long theres gotta be some kissing!!!!! sorry 😭😭

for u i will give it a try but i can make no promises 🫡 i will consider chung myung my blorbo in law tho

[louscartridge]

okay but I NEEED a Mandy Milkivich fic, maybe a little mutual pining but both of them are in denial so they just think they bsf’s and everything they do is normal to them lolol. Also she most definitely does listen to kittie and I personally think she listens to jack off jill too.

-🌞(idk if this is taken yet lol)

a/n- theres no smut in this btw ive just seen ppl being based for a small cw and i dont feel like needing to block someone bc i didnt put a cw for like fucking swearing. yes you can be 🌞 anon (i have an anon list so you can see what is and isnt taken.)

cw- mentions of drinking, mutual pinning, switch mandy/switch reader (?), mickey saying something ab killing someone, slight mention of smoking, both reader and mandy being stupid, bsf's to lovers ig, gallavich is here too bc i said so, sweariing, mention of ass slapping, mention of boob grabing (consentual), kissing idk man im pretty sure thats evreything.

“mandy!” you laughed, the both of you rolling all over the bed.

mandy stopped moving and so did you. she grabbed your wrists and pushed them against her mattress straddling you. “y/n!” she looked at you mocking back.

“get off me!” 

“noo!” 

taking your leg you wrap it around hers causing her to twist over. you slide your hands down her arms you now being the one on top. 

“oh come on, seriously?” she sighs a hint of frustration in it.

“yeah how do you like it?”

“just let me go.” she says shaking her head. “we could watch a movie.” she says but just above a whisper this time. 

you were about to tease her some more before you were interrupted  but a very familiar laugh.  

“oh ok now thats weird” mickey says slightly laughing pointing to you two, beer in his hand. 

“what are you talking about?” mandy says, you getting off of her.

“what do you mean what am i talking about? if i didnt come in here you guys were gonna fuck. no doubt.” 

“no we werent?” you unsurely respond.

“oh please, you were the one on top of her. you especially know it!” 

at this point the three of you were in the living room. mandy walks in the kitchen to also get a beer.

“hey mandy” ian says leaning on the counter making mandy slightly jump.

“jesus. hey ian”

“beer?” he responds handing her one.

“yeah give me one for y/n too”

“got it-” ian cuts himself off making himself yell over mickeys yelling. “mickey what are you on about?” ian exaggeratedly askes.

he quickly replies “do you think y/n and my sister have fucked each other?”

“hell yeah!” ian says scoffing.

mickey raisis his eyebrows moving his finger from you and mandy repeatedly.

“oh wait have they not?” ian suddenly says curiosity evident.

“apparently not”

“why do you two think we have? or will?” you say opening the beer mandy gave you.

“well for one the random ass boob grabs?” ian answers.

“or ass slaps.” mickey continues

“or sitting on each other to do the other makeup” ian gives another reason

“like you could easily do that without sitting on eacho thers fucking lap” mickey finishes.

they keep going one right after another.

“okay!” you and mandy both shout together.

“always saying shit in sync” 

you cut ian down. “ian! ok we get it. it might seem weird but were not like that. were just friends”

“yeah right. thats how me and ian started doing shit.”

you looked at mickey both grossed out and confused.

“sure we werent friends or doing any of the other weird shit, but the pinning! im talking about the pinning!” he conformed.

“holy shit whatever” mandy sighed going down the hallway back to her room.

“do you still wanna watch a movie?” you semi-shout following her to her room.

“netflix and chill” ian and mickey say tother.

“mandyy” you whine rolling on your side to look at her. 

the movie wasnt over yet but you felt like youve been laying there for years, the movie being incredibly boring.

“mhm?” she questions looking down at you.

“how much longer is left of this?” you ask motioning your head to the tv.

“uhg i know its so boring.” she agrees grabbing the remote beside her.

“oh my god” you groan throwing yourself back down on her bed.”thats way to long!”

mandy turns the movie off and looks at you.

“maybe ian and mickey were right.” she unexpectedly says making you shoot your head up.

“huh!?”

“i mean, ive had friends before. best friends too. not alot but ive had them. and ive never done any of the shit that i do with you with them.” she thinks

“dates?” you question kinda curious yourself.

“ive had fucks. but never actually officially dated someone. i dont think ive even done these things with fucks ethier.”

before ethier of you could think anything else you took your hand and held the side of her face. pulling her closer to you, you partly covor her lips with yours. she immediately understands and starts kissing back. unfortunaitley you have to eventually pull away for some air.

“ian!” you yell hopping off her bed.

“was mickey right?” ian responds watching as you joyfully walk out of her room.

“the only time he ever will be right!” you smile

“you wont be saying that when you ask me to help you kill someone.” 

you hear mandy come up behind you, the sound of a lighter being heard then a faint sizzle. “seriously mick?” 

“i knew it was way to quite for something to not be happening.”

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit 

another a/n- yes you can be 🌞 anon (i have an anon list so you can see what is and isnt taken.)

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[innerwhisperswonderland]

ANIMAL MOVIE REVIEW 🎬

Since 2023 most hyped movie Animal is being released on Netflix 🖥 the first time watchers might be wondering whether to watch this movie or not so here is a detail review for all movie lovers in which i have described who can watch it or who should not.

So i will explain the movie in few points and will review it without any spoiler also will talk about the misconception regarding the movie so lets dig into the review of Animal...

1. Ranvijay obsession with his father -

Since childhood he had witnessed how his father was admired as well as criticised cause of his business he was bullied cause his father was a tycoon. Ranvijay also experienced his fathers negligence and workaholic nature at a young age. He saw how they slept while waiting for the father on Balbinders Birthday also when his sister wanted to talk to him regarding ragging how busy was he not even giving priority to family.

On the verge of understanding as well as taking his father's responsibility Ranvijay became obsessed and had misconception about how Man of the house should be as he had few ideologies about it which he implemented.

2. Toxic Relationships :-

The husband wife duo were toxic as no one understands the other and keep on shouting slapping each other was normalised . The base of the relationship was formed absurdly The protagonist litreally gas lightning her about ideal men , Alpha and all also the absurd dialogue of pelvis being big and all that was surely cringe.

She tried to stop him from smoking still he did, stop him to search for more killers and focus on recovering on which they had a huge fight. I find their whole relationships problematic be it her shouting at him or him trying to normalise cheating it was fully a crap.

Degrading women :-

The women are mainly used as an object be it Geetanjali, Zoya or his sisters all of them were just there to show off.

Instead of showing the lead getting involved physically with the spy they could have shown a different angle also Ranvijay telling his wife to face the reality and accept its mans world was pointless, not explaining and only telling her to understand was nonsense, pointing gun at her when she said something about his father that too at a timr when she was hurt due to his cheating behaviour he should've given her time as what she said was out of anger so this whole thing was too much over dramatic.

Also theres a misconception about pad dialogue in that he meant it in the context of his injuries rather than for degrading women or anything but still it could have been improvised and said other things instead of going on menstrual cycles as women has many more problems which can be used as an example.

Hypocrisy is shown where he told his sister to remarry after killing her husband and in the same place he told his wife not to marry when he dies.

Violence:-

The violence indeed is too much and too exaggerated seriously who hires 300 people to kill a single man also there's no way possible that a man single handedly kill 100 people with just an Axe. The machine gun, bomb and axe scenes were unrealistic and shows a touch of typical south indian movie. But anyways its an action movie so maybe its means for such audiences.

The end fighting scene was okayish like not necessary or impactful after beating shit out of each other Ranvijay asks Azir to stop going after Balbinder to which he did a bad gesture then RV litreally slit his throat like a vegetable cutting again and again. That was gruesome.

If i see logically then obviously Ranvijay wss not too much aggressive if anyone would had been in a place where 300 peoplr attack them then obviously he will try to protect himself also i like the fact that instead of waiting for Azir to attack he attacked him first so that he wont reach his father.

Gun Violence:-

Although he brought gun just to teach a lesson to those who harassed his sisters still bringing gun might promote gun violence among others which is very dangerous and i have seen people doing weird and stupid things just to look cool.

The intention was definitely good but he could have opted a better method cause it might had harmed the innocent.

I like when he drove over the eve teaser such people deserves it.

Brother in law:-

Killing him was not necessary he should have given him a chance or at least opportunity to explain and makr amends.

Family relationships:-

The siblings bond from the start was shown in a comedy and beautiful way. He respects his elder sister and also never degraded them. I like when he said to his younger sister who was obsessedly chatting with a guy to participate in his conversation as she also have to manage business btw the convo was an argument between him and varun.

His chemistry with his mother was not much highlighted its just Balbinder who used to call her name.

Realism :-

The recovery part was realistic.

Acting :-

It was on point Ranbir Kapoor did a commendable job he grasped the character well theres no point where his acting was off or odd it was perfect he adopted the character well.

Rashmika dialogue delivery was a torture to ears she litreally cant speak hindi properly also had one expression throughout but must say she owned the character as crucial scene where she had to confront a cheating husband.

Anil Kappor was amazing the way he portrayed the role of father was so good and might have reminded many of their own father.

Shakti Kapoor- He acted well although a small role but was very impactful

Prem Chopra- He is obviously a great actor already just wanted to say he was is and always be a good actor.

Tripti Dimri - She played her part well and did an amazing job be it her dialogue delivery or expression everything was on point even in the end credit scene she acted well. Small role but very impactful

Bobby Deol - He is a good actor still was not used to his full potential the villain role could've been made far much better his role appears in last 1 hr for a while i dont get to understand his character much which was too vague. He definitely deserved a good role.

Storyline:-

Very simple but was complicated for no reason the sentiment and context of whole father son story was portrayed well the subplot of whole family drama was unnecessary they could've simply showed them as business rival no need for whole family retaliation and blood thing.

Cinematography:-

Its good each and every scene are portrayed well especially the action sequence

Dialogue writing:-

I only liked the end infamous dialogue between RK and AK it was so relatable and emotinal i think those who one way or the other loves and longed for their fathers love attention and time can understand.

Many dialogue dont make any sense like

"Husband wife stupid fight:

Like seriously there was a literal gun involved

Also i dont get the point of Lick my shoe dialogue like wth was that .

The starting dialogues or can say almost every dialogue between RK and RM are bogus.

End credit scene:-

Not required still for creating the hype of next part they put the plastic surgery duplicate angle.

Conclusion

Who should not watch:-

Practical, Logical, intellectual, easily influenced, below 18 years, people who can't bear gender stereotype

Most importantly keep your brain at home when you go to watch this

Who can watch -

Action movie lovers with mind, those who know difference between real and reel, people who like bloodshed, gruesome, bloody types movie. Baby sitter movie lovers.

At the end i will just say there are many misconceptions about this movie which can only be cleared once you watch it. I think if someone has even a hint of protecting their parents then they can litreally justify the protagonist actions also kind of understand it. Its definitely not for the faint of heart and sensitive people.

Women might feel offended in many scenes cause its the sheer depiction of male world call it patriarchy male dominance or masculine.

I mostly element gender and think of a person's point of view also i dont believe a men has to be like the way portrayed in the movie. Its just for fun and entertainment dont get influenced or take the character with you simply follow a mantra :-

"What Happens in Cinema stays in Cinema"

A typical south India masala movie

I will rate it ⭐⭐⭐.5/5

(Just for acting and end scenes between father son)

For detailed review and spoilers watch this YouTube video :-

https://youtu.be/-5KEmOdWlDk?si=axAOgQLbcrIIduW-

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[every-dayiwakeup]

ok u know i had to send an ask after u replied to my post !! id love to hear some headcanons for chubby steve and chubby eddie? (you can always add some chubby billy ones too, i know you love him 😉)

Oooh I've been waiting for this one 😜 @jaethecreator

Unlike Steve and Billy, Eddie doesn't get much physical activity. He spends most of his time in his trailer, eating junk food and jamming to Metallica (mood honestly). So he lacks the firmness of the other two. He's not particularly large in stature, and he has a thinner face. He's actually pretty happy being chubby, and he's not particularly shy. Compared to his boyfriends, he's "tiny". He may not wear revealing outfits (aside from in the bedroom- he's a sucker for leather is all I'm gonna say 😏) but he embraces any qualities that "set himself apart from people". Anything to annoy the conformists (which is his core belief and drive as a character). And if showing skin offends them, he'll do it out of spite. He knows he looks good, and that's enough for him (goals 😌🤌). He's delightfully doughy all over. His boyfriends are fucking tree trunks who have no problem picking him up, and the pounds he's packed on are simply a reminder of the numerous times the three Fuckateers gather on Steve's couch (Billy isn't convinced the stains on Eddie's mattress aren't piss) and munch on snacks. Happy memories are connected to his squishy stomach, and thighs. What's to be upset about?

Adding onto that, I think Eddie finds comfort in having some extra chub on him, because it's a state of contentment. For Billy, too.

Ever since Steve started working at Scoops Ahoy, he put on a few pounds. Since he's pretty tall, and has always been slim, the weight gain is a little more obvious. It usually goes to his ass, sides, and his stomach. It's heaven for Billy and Eddie, because with this new addition comes with a hairy belly. And as yall know I am an advocate for buff! Steve, so fuck, he's both. He's got this whole lumberjack look going on, and even his chest is wider. The bigger Steve gets, the more hair seems to grow. Steve doesn't necessarily notice getting chubby (because he's not someone who spends forever in front of a mirror when it's not hair related- I mean some of his outfits are ... questionable 😭). Plus theres no doubt its a combination of fat and muscle. He's definitely stronger now, and Billy likes to call him Hopper's long lost son... Whopper.

Billy has never been stick thin. As a child, he was pretty big, and he got bullied a lot- especially by Neil. When his mother was still present, she would reassure him that it was normal for kids to have baby fat. It never really went away. He works out religiously (look I know yall saw this dude drinking beer and smoking while lifting weights 😭) but fat still clings to his thighs, abdomen, face, legs, and ass- and he hates it. Unlike Steve and Eddie, his build is wide and broad. Billy boy is thick all over. Being around Eddie helps with his confidence a little, but he's a little shy. Plus his chipmunk cheeks make him look even younger (and he's the youngest of the three). Billy definitely has some internalized fatphobia due to bullies at school AND at home, so sometimes he lashes out at people who remind him of himself/how he sees himself. He's very hard on himself regardless of what it is anyway.

Eddie asks him point blank if he actually thinks fat is bad. Billy breaks down into tears, saying "On me it is!". Steve jumps in and asks Billy if he thinks Steve and Eddie look good. Billy nods fervently, and his boyfriends hug him, saying "If we look pretty, you look pretty, too. It's a three way street."

Also: Eddie and Steve have no problem with nicknames related to their builds in anyway, but their blonde bombshell isn't there yet, and that's okay. He'll get there. Until then, the brunettes will continue to love him enough when he isn't able to love himself.

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[theninthdoor]

if op expose idols’ crimes then i would cheer them on but if it is just something a normal human being does like dating, smoking or drinking my sympathy goes to idols who are probably just trying to live a normal life off cam. (koreans are known to be heavy smoker and drinkers so i will not be surprised if idols are too)

+ also i see some ppl shitting on idols for acting innocent when for most of the time those idols dont have much choice since its the companies and fans that demand them to.

++tbh i dont know y theres still a lot of ppl who wanted to be an idol. as a long time kpop fan (since 2nd gen), idols almost never have peaceful lives. even idols who are already jnactive r still dealing with obsessed fans :( i was hoping it would be better for the next generations but it seems like it only getting worse for them.

you made some really good points! 🙏🏻 let me just adds some observations/thoughts of my own:

some would argue that idols must give up those things as soon as they have a confirmed debut date (or even once they become trainees), like it's a legal requirement of the job. I get their desire to have these 100% perfect, well behaved, innocent, gorgeous idols to stan, but it's totally unrealistic - which they should already be aware of, since this industry has been running for like 30 years, and so much shit has happened. for that reason, and because of how much the world has changed, I'd expect them to become just a little more lenient, no? specially with idols who've been active for 4-5 + years.

++ the issue is... this is not just a kpop thing or a 21st century thing. 60s, 70s, 80s western artists dealt with the same stuff - obsessed fans trying to dictate how they should live their lives. I don't know what's the cause of all of this (well, not totally, anyway) and, obviously, I have no idea what the solution could be, if there even is any.

also, people are definitely worrying too much about the wrong kind of thing (such as dating or smoking, I mean). if they payed this much attention to educating them and getting rid of sexism, classism and real bullying in the industry, we'd all be much happier.

#tqq