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blueheartedmayor · 1 year

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LORE UPDATE: The Captain of the First Invincible

Ah, Damien Truman. An unassuming person. A kind-hearted mayor who doesn't seem particularly remarkable, yet somehow keeps attracting the attention of a variety of individuals who aren't fully human.

He's a timeline anomaly, but it's not quite that simple.

It's been brought up many times before - Damien is a near replica of a Mayor from a century earlier. But for those who have been paying attention, their personalities and looks are quite different, even if they are slightly alike. (This post has an old sketch that tries to show this)

However, have you considered the idea that an anomaly can be the result of either the past or the future? What about the possibility that the past impacted the future so much, it altered it while it was in the middle of happening?

A complicated question (which is a rule when it comes to things I write), but that's because there's a piece of the puzzle you're missing - and that is knowing what exactly I mean by "the future". Isn't Damien Truman considered the future?

Yes, and no. To be more accurate, he's the in-between of the past colliding with the future. And for that to make sense, I need to show you a new piece to the puzzle… And it might be nice to let him introduce himself:

Before you continue, bear in mind that he means the first Invincible, not the second.

(The main warning is that Noah’s backstory has brief mention of a ship crashing. I have marked it with asterisks and a reminder of said warning)

Here’s something you need to know about the Invincible (the first and the second). The crew looking familiar is not intentional, but it’s not a coincidence either.

-> Celci looks remarkably like Celine. Not only that, she is associated with having a cold front but a heated temper, takes no nonsense, and is dedicated to finding the best way to do the right thing. Unlike the previous inspiration, she’s honest and upfront. She wants to do things properly, by the book, with everyone in agreement until she ultimately realises in her corrupted timeline that no one is listening to her.

-> Gunther takes the loyalty and weapon skills of Abe and turns it up a few notches. He takes his job of protection seriously, making sure that everything is accounted for to the best of his knowledge. And when there’s a chance that those commandeering the project might have cruel intentions? He’ll stand up for the sake of justice. He’s here to keep the colonists safe, even if it’s from the Captain.

-> Burt does not look like William, but the mannerisms are there, to an extent. The aloofness is there. The eccentricity is there. Even the moustache is there. However, instead of fighting for control, he opts to rely on the computer to destroy the ship.

->The Head Engineer… Was not Mark. I’ll get back to where he is later. Instead, the Head Engineer is considered to be quite handsome and/or beautiful. They’ve worked alongside the Captain since they were training in the Academy together as teenagers.

Finally… Our Captain.

Captain, our Captain. Everyone, I'd like you to meet Captain Noah Venture, who oversaw the running of the first Invincible. For reference, I’ve taken the above photo and put a drawing of Mayor Truman beside it.

(btw, there's an outfit reference waaay at the bottom!)

It’s hard to tell because I’m in a room where the lighting isn’t fantastic, but a lot of the main features are the same. The more square jawline is identical, as well as the choice in facial hair. When Damien lets his hair down on a day off, it falls in the exact same way as the two long strands on the left. Finally, most importantly, they both have hazel eyes, something which the WKM never had (along with WKM!Damien having a rounder, cleanly shaven face).

Hope you’re ready for a backstory!

ABOUT AND BIO

Icon Choice TBD (seriously, I’ve done so much today I’m not doing that as well)

Name:

Noah (Hebrew: Rest. Associated with the biblical figure who navigated an ark to save the animals from an unprecedented flood.)

Doran (Irish: Stranger or Exile.)

Venture (Noun: an undertaking involving chance, risk, or danger.)

(How do these connect into a pun? Say 'Noah D. Venture' out loud)

Birthday: April 19, 20XX (The long-distant anniversary of the launch of the first space station)

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Alignment: Lawful Good

Positives - Charming, Polite, Honest, Loyal, Dedicated

Negatives - Self-Sacrificing, Stubborn, Wary, Emotionally distant from those he doesn’t know

Noah was, for lack of a better term, a prodigy in the world of space travel. He was the son of both a respected archivist and a leading astrophysicist, and had inherited the family’s love of space. It was his dream to explore the stars for himself, and he was blessed to live in a time where it was more accessible to do so. He knuckled down and worked hard in school, achieving top grades to the point where several third-level institutes were vying for him to enrol there. The military could see he had great education prowess. Several top-level universities tried to bribe him with scholarships with the intention of holding onto him so he could lecture there. Some people even suggested he should go into politics. But nothing could sway him from enlisting in the Space Academy.

Originally, his focus was going to be on space suit engineering to help crews work in better-equipped outfits, but the first year of the programme was a more holistic approach that allowed students to try all areas before formally choosing a path. This was how he first met his most trusted friend, who was adamant they wanted to focus on the development of space-travel technology.

Then, in the spring, each of the classes were tasked with taking part in flight training simulators. Arranged into smaller teams, the students were given roles to help solve a problem before something bad happened. Noah was supposed to be first-mate, but the student who was assigned captain was overcome with motion sickness and couldn’t concentrate. He jumped into action, checking in with each member of his team and asking for their advice on the matter. Then, to make sure he wouldn’t get in trouble, he asked the captain if it was okay to follow this particular idea. The captain, barely able to lift her head, murmured that Noah should do whatever he thinks.

The team passed with flying colours. The student who was supposed to be captain was brought to the nurse (once the simulation started, there was no way to stop it until it finished), and Noah was praised for his handling of the situation. The instructors pulled him aside and asked if he had ever genuinely considered looking into being part of the space transport and exploration department. He was showing great potential, and his family history meant he had an advantage that others would not have.

After much deliberation at the end of the year, Noah decided to specialise in this area. The rest, as they say, was history.

Noah was phenomenal, and that was not an understatement. He had a very strong, innate sense of leadership. This, paired with his naturally calm mannerisms, ensured that anyone assigned to work with him wouldn’t feel as panicked as they might otherwise have. He also had plenty of opportunities to work with his friend in the Engineering department, and the pair got on like a house on fire. Not only that, he continued his interest in space suit technology on the side, learning how to make little adjustments to his own uniform to help with better mobility.

It was little surprise to anyone that Noah received the highest level of degree he could and, once he undertook further training in the management of teams and a course in diplomatic matters, was soon assigned to lead one of the shuttle ships that would routinely travel back and forth to the International Space Station.

For many, that would be enough. It was a steady, secure job with few hiccups. For Noah, this would have been plenty.. However, since this was Noah, things weren’t going to finish that simply.

**(warning for space ship accident)**

One routine shuttle back to Earth had one of the most unexpected things happen - the ship was hit by undetected space debris. One of the wings was badly damaged and disintegrated entirely as they re-entered the atmosphere. Each crew that worked with this service was instructed to land in a certain area with no exceptions, but Noah could tell by the readings on the screens dotted around the Bridge that if they followed that to the letter, they would likely die. An order was put across the intercom: adjust the landing position by redirecting the ship to the ocean fifty miles east of the base. After that, everyone was instructed to put on the necessary life jackets, sit down and ensure they were fully strapped in for a very rough landing.

Then, he sent a distress call to the base along with rough coordinates of where they were going, and strapped himself to his own chair.

**(warning for accident ceases here)**

When he came to, he was being checked by a medical team to make sure there weren’t any major injuries. Then, he was sent to the administration office where he was chewed out for disobeying orders.

In the middle of the director’s long-winded lecture that would inevitably include Noah’s dismissal from the company, a report on the status of the shuttle came through, revealing the extent of the damage on the ship. Noah broke protocol, but it saved everyone on board. He was a national hero.

He didn’t stay in that job much longer after that. Captain Venture was soon approached by one of the major space development organisations to help with working on the development of the lunar colony. Here, he was reunited with his closest friend from the Academy and they set to work. This, too, came with its own challenges, but they were never insurmountable. He was often tasked with duties beyond his role, not limited to: navigator, bodyguard, delegate, and babysitter. Whatever he was asked to do, Noah found a way to do it.

Six years into this post, Noah and his friend were approached by the Colony Development Programme. This was a government-funded project to start looking into a long-term solution to finding a new planet for humans to live on. This project was intended to go above and beyond the lunar colony, with plans to search the great unknown. If the miracle of coincidences to create the living conditions on Earth happened once, it must have happened a second time somewhere. The CDP needed the elite in every field to help this project succeed. The pair did their research to ensure it was legitimate, and they both accepted the offer - provided both were hired. Noah made it clear that he would not go without his friend, and they insisted the same. If they were to work on a job that would literally change their lives, they wanted their closest friend there.

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Back on Earth, both were introduced to the Supervisor. This was a man named Reimar - a dramatic, well-meaning man who seemed far older than he looked. He kept a lot of details to himself, but Noah did discover that Reimar had been a terrible person in his youth, and was trying to atone for his mistakes now. It wasn’t something Noah could understand, but he did notice the way Reimar would flash a look that was tinged with either sympathy or regret if he thought Noah couldn’t see him. Whatever was burdening him, Noah wouldn’t protest if Reimar thought this was the best thing he could do.

I shall interrupt and show you what Reimar looks like, since he does not exist in canon:

It should be obvious, but this is where Mark is. An Actor who had been playing the part of a somewhat sadistic storyteller like a beloved mask, he had spent the previous two decades coming to terms with the atrocities he committed, including setting the events of the Manor right and ultimately reclaiming his broken body. He still has access to the story-telling powers, but he doesn’t use them anymore (aside from giving himself enough funds to cover this project, of course).

Reimar worked closely with Noah and the newly instated Head Engineer to ensure the Invincible was nothing less than perfect. A lot of the ship had already been constructed, but a lot of extra details were added. Reimar and the Head Engineer created a long list of audio-based protocols that could be activated by those with the right titles. Noah insisted that there needed to be a strong sense of security and protection to cover any and all eventualities. He didn’t want another accident as long as he lived.

Then, one day, there was a sighting of an artefact crashing to the planet. Noah did not want to get involved in how dubious everything was, but the CDP obtained it and discovered it was a space relic of untold power. With the right source, they could create a warp point and cut the journey between galaxies into ribbons.

Noah couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t a good idea, but he was outvoted.

With each new core section, a new member of the team was added. Celci, then Burt, then Gunther. Each time, Reimar’s initial reaction was the same as when he first met Noah - surprise - but he never explained it.

An important note here. In the middle of all this, Noah adopted a puppy. It was a fluffy, black and tan corgi that he intends to keep as a companion while travelling. Knowing it will likely be the only living connection to home (aside from his aunt Dorene who had somehow made the shortlist for colonists), he named the puppy Barnum after his home town.

But then, at last, the big day arrived, and the launching of the Invincible went off without a success! Everything functioned as it should, and no unprecedented hiccups hindered the first leg of the journey. It was fantastic.

Well, aside from the warp core needing to be activated one day later than scheduled because there was turbulence on the ship that resulted in Noah crashing to the ground with fragile items that resulted in him receiving nasty gashes across his face. But don’t worry about him, he’s fine! One project that was a result of his tinkering was a modified (spare) space helmet that he programmed to help accelerate healing. It was the perfect time to test it!

Once Noah insisted the crew didn’t need to panic about his face, the protocols were set up for creating a wormhole, and the crew went into an induced slumber.

However, I must briefly pause here, for the story of Noah splits in two depending on a choice centuries earlier in the timeline. Here, I have a little diagram to help explain it:

If the events of WKM happen: the warping fails. However, everything ‘reverts’, not ‘resets’. The crew and colonists wake up in their beds on Earth, and it’s the day after the warp core was attached to the ship. Reimar arrives, and suddenly realises that Noah no longer exists. There’s no record of him ever existing. Not even his dog is present. Without a Captain, it wouldn’t take long for everyone else to realise something went horribly wrong (if they regained their memories of ever leaving in the first place). Reluctantly, he shifts reality a half-inch to the left and assigns the Head Engineer to the Captain’s post, gives himself the role of ‘Mark’, the Head Engineer, and renames the ship to Invincible II. He also blocks all memories of him knowing the truth, and hopes that everything goes okay. (It doesn’t.)

(Alternatively, the failed first attempt leads to the development of someone else’s Invincible II, simply with no memory of the original crew. Reimar would be too ashamed and would try to keep his distance.)

If the events of WKM never happen: an altered version of ISWM begins. A lot of the problems he faces are similar to canon. As a man who was known for trying to take time to wait and find the best option, he really struggled with the intense, fact-paced chaos of trying to fix whatever went wrong while also dealing with the still-raw injuries on his face (and yes, despite other injuries he received healing and scarring upon death, the facial ones were slower to heal because they were inflicted before the looping began). But he was stubborn, and he was full of hope. He held firm to the idea that life was not something set out in stone. It could change, and if he tried different things with each loop, he would find the solution to help. This wasn’t his fault, he was being falsely accused.

Everything was constant. When he died, he was immediately sent elsewhere. He didn’t sleep once during the entire fiasco (not including the initial run that let him have a peaceful life on a new planet), but he died hundreds of times in his quest to find the Head Engineer. If they could just stick together, they could fix this, side by side. He was sure of it.

He built up all this anger and hate, but directed it inward. He should have been able to save them sooner. He should have been able to fix this and find a better solution. He was trained to deal with strenuous situations. He was a renowned problem solver, yet making all the ‘correct’ choices would have him killed, time and time again.

And then, finally, he was reunited with the Head Engineer alongside the Warp Core. He gains yet another scar for his growing collection when he is hit so hard with a fire extinguisher that it smashes the heavy-duty glass on the helmet, embedding pieces of the glass into his skull. But when he regained consciousness after a minute, he held firm and refused to let go, finally bringing the chaos to an end.

VERSES.

So where would this leave interactions? I do have some verse ideas that can be used as starting points:

The Invincible: This can have characters in a ‘first setting’ before things go horribly wrong. This may-or-may-not also include the events of his version of ISWM, but I’ll have a think about it.

Extra Guidance: In the mess of the events of the proper ISWM, the Captain (or any other crew member) of the Invincible II crash-lands into the Invincible I. Without the immediate threat of the universe collapsing in on itself, it’s a moment of peace, and a chance to get advice from another Captain on what might be done.

Wrong Ship: Noah is thrown out of his own timeline and dumped onto the Invincible II. He has to adjust to a ship where he recognises so many people, but no one knows him. Not only that, he has to find a new role without stepping on the toes of the Captain. He can’t let what happened to his ship happen again.

Modern Setting: Well… That’s just the default setting for Modern!Damien, isn’t it? :P

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HEADCANONS AND HELPFUL INFO

Finally, some points that might answer some questions, since I’m sure this is all SUPER confusing

Noah is Damien Truman (modern boyo), but he is not the Damien of WKM. The easiest way to determine if it’s a Noah is to see if there is a corgi.

Damien Truman has no memories of being Noah. In his verse where he becomes Colony Development Lead, it doesn’t bring back anything.

Noah has no cane! However, he does indeed have the mantra of ‘Life Is Ours to Choose’.

Dorene is his aunt - his mother’s sister. He always found her a little eccentric, but was wholly endeared by her and was delighted she was selected to come along. There was something very nice about having someone from the family. Noah had no idea why she was awake during the chaos, but there wasn’t a way to help her beyond trying to get Celci to check what happened. Fortunately, he did not mess up enough to be confronted by her.

Speaking of Celci, she isn’t related to Noah, but everyone agreed they act like siblings sometimes.

UPDATE: Outfit

I had written a whole section about this but apparently none of it saved anywhere?? Sigh. Outfit write up take 2.

The outfit is inspired by what Jordan wore on set! Instead of a military uniform, he actually wore a leather jacket with sleeves put over them. I took this and combined them into the one outfit. The turtleneck is long-sleeved and the fingerless gloves tuck into it. The material of the trousers are heavy duty, but comfortable, and the boots are a lucky pair he's had since he worked on the lunar colony.

His identifier code "N5433" is on his right arm, and the only pin he wears is a little homage to Barnum. His data pad is also on his right arm, despite him being right-handed, as he is generally multi-tasking when typing. The crystal is still embedded into the left hand. Currently unsure of the after-effects of this.

The facial scars are still a WIP, but they will be present under the helmet (and yes, the hat is stuck onto the helmet). There's a button on the side that can retract the glass so he can be seen if necessary, but he doesn't want to panic his crew too much. He does feel very silly wearing it, don't worry, and it will sometimes vanish in the midst of the chaos.

#(I hope I do not need to add anything else to this it's been OVER SIX HOURS)#(But! If there are questions that I haven't given an answer to; shoot me a message :D )#(noah appreciate you :D )#noahheadcanon

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coralinehecc · 1 year

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Corals Monthly Update #3

HOHOHO!! FIRST BLOG POST OF 2023 AND I’M NEARLY 2 WEEKS LATE!!! Super sorry about the long wait! I’ve had tests recently and only got off of school like a few days ago haha! So! Welcome back to my monthly update on what I get up to in my life! Now, before we get into January, I, for the final time, have to tap back into the previous month. Curse past me for thinking the 21st was a good day to start doing these!!! ANYHOW! The rest of December and early January were a BLAST! But lemmie talk about what happened after I made the last update. CHRISTMAS!! I had a great time with my family and I got a bunch of fluffy things cuz that’s apparently the easiest thing to get me now. We also had dinner on Christmas day with my Grandparents like every year. Over-all that day was very fun! I even got drunk playing Minecraft which was funny for everyone in VC. The next few days weren’t anything exciting, however my brother Finn had a bunch of his friends over for his birthday which was chaotic. But the excitement picks back up on the 28th! BECAUSE SKYE AND VI CAME OVER FOR NEW YEARS!! We’ve been planning this since like, June, so it was awesome seeing them again! We did all kinds of stuff from shopping to playing some awesome games! (I am now chronically addicted to Ultra Kill thanks guys)

We even did some baking! Here is our glorious creation I dubbed, “The Jimothy”.

Overall the rest of December was awesome! I’m glad I got to celebrate New Years with my besties! Overall, I’ll give it a 10/10! Best way to end 2022 >:D Here’s a few more misc photos hehehhehe

NOW! FOR JANUARY!! January started off still vibing with the guys. However they would then go home on the 4th which sucks. But before that, both Skye and I spent a lot of money on consoles that are almost as old as ourselves. They bought a fucking PS Vita and I got a motherfucking Wii. We both had fun with em and I even helped Skye homebrew their Vita since I wanted to put PebbleCD on it (I failed but shut uuup) But yea, sadly the guys had to go and it sucked! But I still had a great time. There’s a bit of a gap here right up until the 12th, where finally, the big event happened. CAREY IN THE HOUSE WENT LIVE!! I had finished it a few days prior but figured I’d build up hype by posting it on that Friday. AND IT SURE WORKED! The video blew up faster than any of my videos before it! I am so happy the response has been overwhelmingly positive. I also love how the only main complaint that was common amongst people was that Careys exaggerated accent was annoying which, yea can’t argue against. For anyone wishing for more CITH content, I did a behind the scenes mega thread over on my twitter if you wanna have a deeper look into the production! I’ll even link it here: https://twitter.com/Carey_Black_/status/1619731723352444928 Now, to move onto why it took me forever to make an update. My mock exams.. BUT BEFORE THAT!! THERE’S ALSO THE FACT THAT MR WULF AND I WERE ABLE TO ARCHIVE THE ORIGINAL EDDSWORLD BANG BOOM SPLAT PROJECT FILE!!

This all started because Wulf wanted to edit the credits for his arcade BBS build since I was helping him out and since I said SWF modding is hard he just casually asked Psycosis and after seeing his WIP cabinet, gave Wulf the FLA! So a current “BBS arcade version” is in the works by yours truly thanks to both the generosity of Psycosis and the fact that Mr Wulf is a fucking mad man who could stop global warming in a month if he wanted to LOL! Here’s Wulfs finished Cabinet btw!: https://twitter.com/MrWulfOfficial/status/1622295302685315073 But yea, for real. My mock exams were a pain! For those outside of Ireland or have a different name for em, Mock exams are, well, exams that act like a practice run for your finals. They’re always harder than the actual finals and are usually graded stricter too! Why? Who knows! The Irish education system is a joke. I feel like I did somewhat ok in them anyway? Some were definitely worse than others but overall it was more of an inconvenience. I did get this really cool art piece out of it however.

Exams would later spill over into February and like I said at the start, I finished and got off school a few days ago. Overall, this month was about a 7/10. It was pretty good, especially in the Eddsworld department, but mocks and other personal tid bits I didn’t mention here dragged it down for me. Since February seems to be mostly me being off school, I hope this month will be better haha! Only time will tell! Thank you for reading! And I hope to see you next month!! (Hopefully on time too haha!)

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thetaekookcloset · 2 years

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New Taennie Photo Discussion

All right, so I kind of ran out of things to say on this topic this morning, but I’ve gotten several more asks about it since then. What I’ve decided to do is essentially organize and facilitate the conversation in a way that doesn’t really require me to share my thoughts or let the whole Taennie topic take up a lot more space on this blog than it already has.

So, below the cut, I’m going to share the asks I’ve received on this topic since earlier today. As long as everyone keeps it civil and whatnot, feel free to join the conversation in the replies if you like, or you can send your own asks and I’ll do my best to add things to this post in a way that is easy to follow. Hopefully this is a solution that will work for everyone. If I have anything to say, I’ll add my own notes, but for the most part, my plan is just to share other people’s thoughts without really adding much, if anything, of my own.

Anon 1:

The first Taennie photo dropped when Hybe was under fire for a bullying controversy in a new gg. And now this second photo drops right after Blackpink has their first comeback in years and when some of the fandom has been agitated about new death threats. feels like media play to me, distract everyone with something shiny and get publicity for it

Anon 2:

Taennie pic real or not, let us not forget that he "accidentally" followed her on ig back in dec. That alone is very sus already.

Anon 3:

I really don't know why this is a debate if the pic is real? Of course it is real but both are merged. Easiest way to see, the whole cut of Jenny's body is edited and merged with Tae's picture. Look at the top hair part in Tae's and stylist noons's case, you could see Tufts of fine hair in the mirror. On the other side, Jennie's hair is cut too clean, but too out the illusion and hide editing they tried to draw black fine lines. Zoom it and you'll see. Infact her upper- right side hair is cut flat but to cover up they added black. This somehow shows the editor is a right handed person as it is easy to edit the left side easier than the right side coz of restricted hand movements. To me it looks like where the editor placed Jennie there was something else and that's why we can see the extra ling-thin shadow (maybe a potted plant). Funny thing is they tried to edit the shadow to look like it comes as hair strands but as her hair is not longer we can surely say it's not her hair just poorly done editing.

In fact if you look at the whole picture, you can see there is strange line/glow surrounding tae and stylist noona. That's the brush we use to make the foreground compatible with the background. Iphone pics are crisp and don't have these strange glows.

This whole thing make sense if either it's Tae's picture and she got edited in or both got edited in. To me Tae's picture is more original but as I said, editor edited around tae as well to clean up and blend with the ground.

I am not a professional but have been editing pictures for my projects from last 6 years. To my eye, my observation makes sense.

Anon 4:

Isn't it funny the supposedly real pic got leaked when blackpink has a show and damn TEA accounts spreading info of Tae going to NEWYORK from last one week, enyphen member going into scandal. Someone is hell bent on proving tae is straight and is dating Jennie. It's funny watching this in solo era.

Btw if anyone can shed light on if any BTS artist has been linked with other Celebrity (entertainment business) and HYBE refuting rumours?

That’s it for now! If I get more, I’ll add them to the post. If you are one of these anons and you come back, feel free to let me know your number -- and if you want to respond to one anon specifically, you can let me know the number you’re talking to, and I’ll do my best to figure out a way to organize this post so that the “conversation” flows.

Updates Added:

Anon 5:

Im sorry but u cannot convince me that taehyung isnt gay, whether or not hes with jungkook, taehyung is not shying away from showing who he really is. That man cant even pretend to act straight at all, wasnt he the one who said “first thing i notice in a gurl is her brand of clothing” …. I mean, okay taehyung say less i guess… also wanting kids ≠ straight

I definitely don’t disagree, anon.

Anon 6:

Well, I gotta say, this whole photo thing really makes a me sad for Tae. Here’s a guy who makes friends so easily, who people gravitate to, and who probably has just as many female friends (famous and non-famous) as male friends, but god forbid he ever be seen with any female without people assuming he’s dating her. I guess in a way it’s the same with men he hangs out with but of course heteronormativity plays a role. Regardless anyone who leaks pics without consent is an absolute cretin.

I agree with this too!

#ask

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etes-secrecy-post · 1 year

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE!⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

My GTA V Online “Arena Wars”: My first RC Bandito Time Trial [Nov 17th, 2022]

Hello, and welcome back to my GTA V Online Arena Wars! 💥🔫🚗

So today, I’m attempting my first RC Bandito Time Trial, the “Vespucci Canals”. The time to beat is 1:53.000. 🙂🕹️🛻⏱️

BTW: If you haven’t seen or watched my Arena Workshop interior tour, then please [CLICK ME!].

• So, as I said in my intro, I need to beat that time in my first ever RC Bandito Time Trial. And since that I’ve already purchased from the SSASA (Southern San Andreas Super Autos), I could now access and beat different RC Bandito Time Trial places every week. So, before I customize my own personal RC Bandito, I’ll be driving it in their default custom with an additional jump upgrade boost. Will I succeed? Then please watch my video, right now.

BTW: Did I mention that I also attend an actual “Time Trial” using my vehicle from my across garages? Mostly I used my trusty speed motorcycle & sometimes a little bit of 4 wheeled-vehicles. Don’t worry, I’ll cover those when the time is right.

• Now, let’s talk about my experience. So far, I attempted many times to beat the time, and just like the actual “Time Trial” using real-life vehicles you gonna need perfect timing & perfect speed to get in time very quickly depending on different obstacles before the par time fails you. And once you beat the RC Bandito time, you’ll receive GTA$ 100,000+. Though some you’ll get double money somewhere week in the calendar, much like their counterpart. And I’ve managed that before. So, it’s a must-have to an Arena Workshop & an RC Bandito to participate in the “RC Bandito Time Trial” if you have enough cash, otherwise, you’re going to the other side of the “Time Trial” instead.

• Overall, I dig this! I could see why I need an Arena Workshop to get myself an RC Bandito and participate in the miniature Time Trial. And a fun note, Rockstar developers already released an “RC Bandito Races”, which was launched on January 29, 2019, as part of the continuation of the “Arena War” DLC update. I’ve been there with their provided RC Bandito, and it was fun albeit myself in a lonely session. Yeah, yeah because I was trying to grind some money in a hard way, back then.

So, for my “RC Bandito” review, please [CLICK ME!], right now!

Well, that’s all for now. And If you want to see my previous car prize, and more, then I’ll provide some links down below.↓

My GTA V Online: Winning ‘Prize Cars’ from the Lucky Wheel:

• GTA V Online - My 1st prize car: Overflod Tyrant [Feb 24, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 2nd prize car: Vapid FMJ [Mar 2,2021]

• GTA V Online - My 3rd prize car: HVY Nightshark [Mar 17, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 4th prize car: Grotti Itali RSX [Apr 5,2021]

• GTA V Online - My 5th prize car: Annis RE-7B [Apr 24, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 6th prize car: Ubermacht Revolter [May 3rd, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 7th prize car: Declasse Drift Yosemite [May 16th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 8th prize car: Overflod Entity XXR [Jun 9th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 9th prize car: Enus Windsor Drop [Jun 26th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 10th prize car: Vapid Retinue Mk II [Jul 12th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 11th prize car: Lampadati Michelli GT [Aug 18th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 12th prize car: Dinka Veto Modern [Aug 21st, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 13th prize car: Vapid GB200 [Aug 28th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 14th prize car: Dundreary Landstalker XL [Sept 4th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 15th prize car: Truffade Adder [Sept 15th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 16th prize car: Principe Lectro [Sept 21st, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 17 prize car: Nagasaki Outlaw [Sept 27th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 18th prize car: Ubermacht Rebla GTS [Oct 2nd, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 19th prize car: Pegassi Zorrusso [Nov 21st, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 20th prize car: Grotti Visione [Nov 27th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 21st prize car: Pfister Growler [Dec 18th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 22nd prize car: Declasse Mamba [Dec 27th, 2021]

• GTA V Online - My 23rd prize car: Progen T20 [Jan 31st, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 24th prize car: BF Club [Feb 15th, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 25th prize car: Ubermacht Zion Classi [Mar 13th, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 26th prize car: Annis Savestra [Apr 13th, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 27th prize car: Overflod Entity XF [Jun 14th, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 28th prize car: Enus Paragon R [Sept 1st, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 29th prize car: Pegassi Tempesta [Sept 16th, 2022]

• GTA V Online - My 30th prize car: Coil Cycle [Sept 24th, 2022]

•GTA V Online - My 31st prize car: Truffade Thrax [Oct 24th, 2022]

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My GTA V Online Video: Halloween Week 2021:

• Halloween Week - Part 1 (Oct 28, 2021)

• Halloween Week - Part 2 (Oct 29, 2021)

• Halloween Week - Part 3 (Oct 30, 2021)

• Halloween Week - Part 4 (Nov 1, 2021)

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My GTA V Online Throwback Screenshots/Snapshots:

• Nov. 2 & 3, 2020

• Dec 24, 2020

• Jan 16, 2021

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My GTA V Online Video: Los Santos Tuners (2021):

• Part 1 (Recorded: Jul 21, 2021)

• Part 2 (Recorded: Jul 21, 2021)

• Vapid Clique w/ “Cliquemas Clique” Livery Review - Part 1 [Dec 28, 2021]

• Vapid Clique w/ “Cliquemas Clique” Livery Review - Part 2 (Final) [Dec 28, 2021]

• Ocelot Ardent w/ “Deck the Halls” Livery Review [Jan 4, 2022]

• Albany Roosevelt (Valentine’s Day Special) Review [Feb 13, 2022]

• Truffade Nero Review [Feb 28, 2022] (Recorded: Feb 22, 2022)

• Dewbauchee Rapid GT Classic Review [Mar 3, 2022]

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My GTA V Online - My after Lucky Wheel Review:

• Vapid FMJ Custom Review [Mar 2, 2022]

• HVY Nightshark Review [Mar 17, 2022]

• Overflod Tyrant Review [Mar 24, 2022]

• Grotti Itali RSX Review [Apr 3, 2022]

• Annis RE-7B Review [Apr 30, 2022]

• Ubermacht Revolter [May 3, 2022]

• Declasse Drift Yosemite [May 16th, 2022]

• Overflod Entity XXR [Jun 9th, 2022]

• Enus Windsor Drop [Jun 26th, 2022]

• Lampadati Michelli GT [Aug 18th, 2022]

• Dinka Veto Modern [Aug 21st, 2022]

• Vapid GB200 [Aug 28th, 2022]

• Dundreary Landstalker XL [Sept 4th, 2022]

• Truffade Adder [Sept 16th, 2022]

• Principe Lectro [Sept 21st, 2022]

• Nagasaki Outlaw [Sept 27th, 2022]

• Ubermacht Rebla GTS [Oct 2nd, 2022]

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My GTA V Online: Festivity Holidays (2021):

• Christmas Eve Today Selfies: Part 1 [Dec 24, 2021]

• Christmas Eve Today Selfies: Part 2 [Dec 24, 2021]

• Snowball weapon demonstration & Christmas music Easter Egg [Dec 27, 2021]

• Vapid Clique w/ “Cliquemas Clique” Livery Drive Test [Dec 28, 2021]

• More Christmas Snapmatic Snapshots [Dec 29, 2021]

• EVEN MORE Christmas Snapmatic Snapshots [Dec 30, 2021]

• My Final Christmas Snapshots [Jan 5, 2022]

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My GTA V Online Random Snapshot/Screenshot/Video:

• Shooting Range at my Bunker [Oct 7, 2021]

• My Oppressor Mk II is floating [Jul 9, 2022]

• Open Wheel Race Off Course Bug [Jul 23, 2022]

• Trapped at the Prize Ride (after updating new DLC) [Jul 27, 2022]

• The Criminal Enterprises update: Luxury Autos & Simeon’s Premium Deluxe Motorsport “Sprunk Edition” [Sept 6, 2022]

• The Criminal Enterprises update: Luxury Autos & Simeon’s Premium Deluxe Motorsport “eCola Edition” [Sept 12, 2022]

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GTA V Online - Halloween 2022:

• Collecting Halloween Jack O’ Lanterns - Part 1 [Oct 17, 2022]

• Collecting Halloween Jack O’ Lanterns - Part 2 [Oct 17, 2022]

• Snaping UFO Sightings - Part 1 [Oct 29, 2022]

• Snaping UFO Sightings - Part 2 (Final) [Oct 30, 2022]

• Collecting Halloween Jack O’ Lanterns - Part 3 (Peyote Hallucination) [Recorded: Oct 18, 2022]

• Collecting Halloween Jack O’ Lanterns - Part 4 (Peyote Hallucination) [Recorded: Oct 18, 2022]

• Collecting Halloween Jack O’ Lantern Pumpkins [200 Pumpkins] - Part 5 (Final) [Recorded: Oct 18, 2022]

• Halloween UFO Sightings - Abduction (Final Plus) [Oct 30 - 31, 2022]

• Late Halloween 2022 - Sasquatch little playthrough [Nov 3, 2022]

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GTA V Online - Arena Wars:

• Arena Workshop - Cutscene & Inside Tour [Nov 17th, 2022]

Tagged: @bryan360, @carmenramcat, @leapant

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Hiiii, I see that your still taking requests can i get a drabble /one shot of dom!Jk coming home from tour and being extremely eager to have “i missed you sex” since y/n has been teasing while he was away lol. smut and fluff i guess. Btw i love your blog and hope you are taking care of yourself 💜💜💜💜

♡OML HELLO LOML♡

♡- First I just want to say, thank you so much! It means everything to me that you’ve stuck around for my lack of posts and updates on any of the things I’ve promised to write haha I appreciate the love you continue to give, and I hope to keep making this a space where you can stay with no worries!

♡- Second: If I’m being quite honest, I’ve never written true smut before so forgive me if this stayed a little on the fluff side even when I felt like I was getting down and dirty haha It’s simple and straight forward I feel like, but I hope this is still what you wanted, Anon, even if it isn’t perfect. IM ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK ME 885583838 YEARS TO WRITE. I wanted to make sure I did it right and tastefully. I appreciate your patience!

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♡ Pairing: Dom!JJK x Y/n Oneshot

♡ Rating: R/NSFW

♡ Warnings: Lowkey Smut, JK being lustfully aggressive with his babe, tiny Bam cameo 👀.

♡ Word Count: (1,973)

♡ Author: @guksauce

—Don’t Say a Word—

♡ You can feel him. You can hear the gush of your own blood in your ears with every second that passes between your thoughts of him. Too many cups of coffee had passed without him. Too many walks along the river without him. Far, far too many nights in the bed you should be sharing together without him; all of them excruciating absences. So, if that door doesn't swing open in the next five minutes, you’re /going/ to explode. Even when he is home you can’t even let him be at practice for any more than a couple of hours before you go crazy missing him. Loving your best friend and being able to enjoy their company the way you enjoy his, it’s irreplaceable. And almost against your will, you find yourself becoming a stranger to yourself because you realize you don't know who you are without them. Imagine losing your epic love to a 4 month long tour.

There’s a lot that you could say about Jeon Jungkook. About his demeanor. His passion. His talents. His looks. God, don't even get you started on those looks. The ones that make your jaw drop painfully to the floor the moment they walk into anywhere ever? Yup. The ones that make you re-envision the Prince that comes to save you from your tower? Mhmm. The ones that, even though you're sure the ground beneath your feet is level and sturdy, it still shakes violently beneath you when you catch that first glimpse? Yeah, you know the ones. /Those/ looks.

Ugh, and his passions. His passions are simple. Profound but so humble. All of it drizzled in a sparkling glaze of love. In his own personal way, Love oozed out of him and laced together with every aspect of his life. His fans, his music. But especially when it comes to you.

Night after night passed, but never without a facetime. Every chance you could get, you’d make it your life's work to do anything to melt away his stresses of the day. You’d spam his phone every day with photos of you going about your daily activities and he’d make fun of how strands of your hair were in places he’d usually move them away from. You’d send him videos of Bam and yourself showing the other dogs at the park how it's done and Jungkook would all but cry telling you how much he missed you both. But on days like today, you'd adorn yourself in silken gifts and strings of diamonds and pearls he’d given you over the years, and delicately drape yourself onto the plush cushions of the couch. Your hands would find the places you knew he couldn't resist and send them to him in snapshots of lustful movements.

Videos you knew would make him twitch painfully in his jeans came in waves during the long months. But when it was time for him to come home, that's when his own videos would fly in. For all the teasing you’d done during his absence, you knew you were in BIG trouble when he'd get frustrated and promise you that he was going to “break my little slut in half when I get home.”

And so, you wait impatiently in your home. Nervously. You watched the hands on the clock hanging in the hallway with pleasurably terrified eyes tik monotonously in a circle. Another ping sounded on your phone, signifying a text that read “Don’t move a fucking muscle, pretty baby. I’m pulling in now.”

‘Slam!’ Your whole body jumps, a skittering of goosebumps prickling every inch of your skin as the door of his car shuts. The blood still gushing through your system drowns you and dots begin to cloud your vision. You want to smile but you’re almost afraid of what he’ll say if he sees it. You can hear him in your mind saying “As if you think you’re going to get away with this.”. His footsteps approach and his fingers force the door open and-

“Get up. Turn around. And don’t say a word.” Oh, fuck. In all of his glory, he stands stoic and mountainous as his bags fall around him to the floor and the door slams behind him. He might as well be glowing; a power radiating from the core of his soul with a force so potent it snaps you back to reality. His eyes are sharp and so deeply darkened, the absolute need pooled in the pitch black abyss of his irises. And then your King stalks towards you as you rise to your feet, ready to demolish your entire being.

“Baby, I-” In your mind you beg anyone who might be listening to please just let you tell Jungkook how much you love him in a way that seems good enough because you just can't seem to find words worthy of the meaning it holds. But he’s there already, jet black boots pounding the ground in his last steps, and you haven't turned around yet. Fingers find your throat as he spins your body away from him, turning the words about to spill from your lips into gargled moans.

“Didn’t I just say to turn around and not say a word? Hm?” He whispers in your ear, breath hot against the apple of your cheek as he bites at the flesh just under your diamond studded ear. His free hand dips and rises in and out of the winding curves of your body. The touch, albeit smooth and loving, sizzles your skin as he drags it down to the inside of your thigh and hooks his thumb into the hem of your black lace underwear, taking them with it. Its everything you can do not to just let everything go and lose yourself to an endless stream of pleasure filled cries. Every single miniscule detail of what he does coaxes out another gargled whimper, another knee buckling shiver down your spine.

“Mmm. Yes, sir.” You mumble out through his hold on your neck. He’s quick to reward you with a small bite to the curve of your neck where it meets your shoulder. Goosebumps dance quickly along every inch of your body as he sings a song into your skin that only your body knows. Fingers are everywhere; cupping your ass and snaking under your already disheveled shirt and god is it hard to breathe in here.

“That’s my baby.” Jungkook whispers and steals your hands from the home they’d made in his hair and grips both of your wrists in his one caring hand behind your back. The other spins you away from him and he can’t help but stop and admire the way your chest rises and falls for him, how your breath trembles and spills out from your lips, all of you excitedly and patiently awaiting him both to come home and to make you feel alive. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, my love.” You reply without a single beat of hesitation and the growl that rumbles throughout his body and erupts darkly from his throat forces a pitiful moan and your knees to buckle underneath you. Soon your cotton shirt is pulled high over your chest as he walks you both to the kitchen, Jungkooks loving bites taking on a pain that rewards him the sound of your soft mews as he bends you over the dining table, shoving plates and delicately folded napkins into the chairs.

You’re positive he’s about to split you when he runs the tips of his fingers down your spine making you struggle against the grip still tight around your wrists. That is, until he pauses, spotting a dark area forming on your bottoms. He drops to his knees, hands shaping the roundness of your cute little ass before hooking his fingers in the belt loops pulling them down where they pool around your ankles. And there he finds the mess you’ve created. With his free hand, Jungkook smacks the thickness of your ass and catches it in his grasp, giving it a good wiggle. You’re frothy; dripping your thick slick down between your thighs as he peels away your underwear. He leans closer, running the flat of his tongue over your hot core, collecting every drop of your sugary pleasure. A gasp consumes you, all four months without him making your body quiver, a string of soft obscenities flying from your mouth as you try to grind against the warmth of his tongue.

“Ah, ah, ah. You know better than that, baby.” Now you’ve done it, y/n. With one fell swoop, he spanks hard as your ass, the skin glowing red under his hand as he lines himself up with your hole, hard and already leaking.

“FUCK!” You moan out as he pushes every inch of his mass inside you with no warning or time to adjust to his size until he pulls all the way out, your hole oozing and clenching as he tangles a hand in your hair and pulls. He wastes no time slipping himself back into you with an unrelenting force that almost makes you both chuckle as the table moves an inch across the floor. But this time he doesn’t stop, smashing into you with four months worth of energy and it’s everything you can do not to just scream.

“Tell me how it feels, pretty baby.” He huffs out, drowning in love with the way you bounce yourself right back into him, eager to get every last inch, on the precipice of begging for more.

“You fuck me so good. No one loves me more than you, better than you!” You whimper out between his thrusts. He pauses, hearing your words, and releases your wrists, finding your neck instead, where he curls his fingers around your throat and lifts you up to stand. Inside you, his mass throbs in time with your heartbeat, unsteady and fast. You reach back to drag a longing touch over his hip and it changes his whole demeanor.

Pulling out of you, Jungkook let’s you rest for a moment as he turns you back to him. His eyes trace the features of your face as if he’s seeing them for the first time all over again, and with a feather light touch, presses his lips to yours and kisses you like it’s the last time he’ll ever see you. It’s slow and precise and you can’t help but step closer and loop your arms around his neck. Scooping you up in his arms, he walks you to the wall and adjusts you until your thighs rest in his arms. Kisses shower your chest, your neck, your lips as he slips himself back into you, the pressure so intense that your kisses break, the delicacy of kisses impossible to focus on when you’re both so close it hurts. His pace stays agonizingly slow. Long, perfect strokes that make his eyes droop in an angelic way makes you clench around him tight enough to elicit a low groan from the very depth of his soul as he rests his head against your chest. You curl your hands in his hair, peppering soft kisses to the top of his head between rhythmic moans.

You can’t take it anymore regardless of how much you never want it to end. You’re going to burst, literally. You can feel yourself giving way around him, dripping your frothy juices onto the floor beneath you. Jungkooks panting now, legs quivering and the muscles in his arms tightening as he whispers a gentle “I love you” into what little space there was between you.

“I love you too.” You promised as you both released, both shaking messes as he thrust 3 last, hard pumps of his love inside you, filling you to the brim.

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ktarsims · 2 years

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Starry Beginnings.. shall begin soon-ish.

I wanted to make an update post to let y’all know how things are progressing. I have so far set up all 12 teens in micro-homes, given them all bicycles, got them all jobs. I selected two Townies, mostly at random, to be teachers, and gave them each lvl 5 in a number of skills so they have something to teach.

BTW, I’ll probably make an index later, but I’ve been going back and updating the intro posts if things change. So if you saw the photos of the house and teen before I added the rest of their bio info for the first few, you can go back and look again.. the bio information has been added to those posts. I even updated the photo of Connor’s house after I fixed his house this morning.

More details under the cut so this doesn’t take up too much dash space.

Teens don’t have afterschool activities yet... I may play through the first week before I add those in. There will also be a transfer student after the first 2 weeks, courtesy @simsmono =D I’ll post her bio when she appears in-game.

Since I’m nearly out of time this weekend, actual play for this save probably won’t post until next weekend. However, I did take some various shots while I was having everyone go sign up for their jobs and such, so I’ve queued those up in the meantime.

One last heads-up. The posts for this save will probably contain more actual writing and dialogue than my typical gameplay posts. The screenshots will all be actual game-play... I don’t have time to pose things, and I’m going to let the gameplay drive the story. I’ll be writing a lot more for these posts than I usually do though.

Because of the extra writing, I expect that these posts may end up a bit sporadic and interspersed with posts of a more typical sort from me, from say... the Isla Paradiso save with Toby Stephens.

#updates #status of starrybeginnings #setup is complete!#I think #starrybeginnings

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crushpdf · 3 years

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Tumblr Etiquette Masterpost

Hi! Because I have (1) anxiety (2) been on tumblr for more than a decade, I have assumed the incredibly narcissistic position of making a post about how to interact with people on tumblr, since I think I’ve mastered the basic rules.

UPDATE: I started drafting this post a while ago. I'm not calling anyone out. I mostly made this because I realized I had a shocking number of followers who are new to tumblr.

In this post I’m covering Asks + Anons, Reblogging + Liking, Following, Tags, and ~Making Friends~.

TL;DR: tumblr etiquette is about social norms. These are the norms I have observed in my time here. You’re free to blog as you choose, but tumblr is a happier place when everybody is following the same guidelines.

Yes I use the words like “have to” or “rule” in this post. No, none of these are actual rules. Do what you want, but be prepared to face disgruntled users.

Let’s get started!

All About Following

Rule #1: You do not have to follow anybody you don’t want to. You do not need to let someone follow you if you don’t want to.

Tumblr is technically a social media site. If you want to grow your social circle, follow your mutuals’ mutuals. The internet is like real life. You do a Group Hang, and then eventually you get to the one-on-one friendship. (Please refer back to Rule #1)

Some of your mutual-in-laws might feel slighted if you follow everyone except them. That’s okay. (Please refer back to Rule #1) You might feel slighted if you’re the one not being followed. That’s okay. (Please refer back to Rule #1)

Tumblr is technically a social media site, but it’s also a place to see the content you like, not just the people you like. You can be friendly with people you don’t follow, or who don’t follow you. Some users are amazing people who just post the wrong content. That’s okay.

If someone posts content you don’t like, unfollow them. If you don’t like someone’s personality, unfollow them. Don’t be an asshole, don’t hate-follow, and don’t stress yourself out.

Asks, Anons, Messages

I tried to organize my thoughts into paragraphs. I really did. But talking to people on tumblr is messy if you do it wrong, and I’m just going to bullet-point some etiquette guidelines.

Rule #1: You do not have to answer any messages you don’t want to.

Your 500 word message should not be the first time a user sees your name

.....Before you get Venting Privileges, a user should recognize you from the tags you leave on their posts, or the comments you leave on their fic, or the other shorter messages you’ve sent them, or from being mutual-in-laws, literally whatever. But it’s Not Cool to dump things on people who don’t even know you.

The anon button should be used in two scenarios only:

.....1, to send a positive message. Not neutral! Positive message, the kind of message you send with heart emojis.

.....2, if you don’t want to admit personal information about yourself. The Venting Privileges Rule still applies even if you’re on anon (ie: you can’t vent! Because they don’t recognize your username!) and “personal information” does not include unpopular opinions. I’m talking messages like “Saw your post about living in Houston, and I agree!”

.....(Okay, three scenarios: if someone specifically asks for anons for an ask game or something!)

If you don’t want it posted publicly, don’t send it over an ask. Send it as a DM. You can always kindly request that the recipient doesn’t publish it, but typical tumblr etiquette is that asks get published by default.

Personally, if I follow someone back I like to introduce myself! Many of these conversations end after the “hi” stage, and I never force friendship upon someone. But many of these conversations also work as ice breakers, and make it easier to send the second message, and the third. Don’t worry that you’re being rude if you don’t do this—it’s also totally normal to just keep blogging as usual!—but it’s helpful in making friends.

If you reblog an ask game from someone, it’s just common courtesy to send them an ask of your own.

Tags, Blacklists

Rule #1: You do not need to use any tags you don’t want to.

(Are you sensing a theme? But this one gets a...)

But, be prepared to face disgruntled followers over this.

Tags are useful in so many ways. They’re a great place to organize posts so you can find them more easily later on! They’re a great place to show off your personality! They’re a great (and quiet! More on this later) place to show appreciation for content creators.

They’re also so incredibly helpful for your followers to avoid content they don’t want to see. If you’re delving into a new fandom and are about to reblog twenty posts in a row, tag it. If you’re liveblogging a movie, tag it. If your post (especially your photo posts) contains any common phobias or unpleasant things (gore, spiders, etc) tag it. And if one of your followers asks you to tag certain content, even if you don’t really understand why? Tag it, or else expect to lose that follower.*

*This isn’t about your follower count, btw. This is about being a decent person.

On the other hand, use blacklists and filtering liberally! If a user does tag their content, you have no right to complain about their posting it. Just filter it.

Reblogs, Likes, Comments

Tumblr is a blogging site. It functions on reblogged posts. That’s just how it works. This is not one of those sites where you scroll for hours clicking the like button.

Here are what likes are for:

Showing support for someone’s personal posts

Showing appreciation for someone’s tags

Admiring content that doesn’t exactly align with your blog (different fandom, inappropriate, whatever.)

Saving a post to find later

Showing double the love!

Here is where likes are most disappointing:

The original fic, artwork, or edits of your fellow tumblr users, especially in your fandom

(If you’re someone who regularly reblogs things, I’m not talking to you. You’re allowed to simply “like” posts. I’m talking to those users in my notifications that, day after day, like 35 of my posts and reblog exactly 1 of them.

Just reblog shit.)

Also, remember how I said you can quietly show appreciation in the tags? Only comment directly on a post if you are sure you’re adding something worthy to the post. If you’re just saying “haha me too!” or “I remember this!” just leave it in the tags. (Reminder! You can do what you want! It’s your blog and I’m not the police! I’m just teaching you etiquette! And the polite thing to do is to leave personal commentary in the tags!)

Let’s recap:

Aaaaand: Making Friends

Start small. Introduce yourself after you have mutually followed each other.

Leave nice things in people’s tags. They notice.

Send ask game messages.

Show off more of your personality. This isn’t a one way street!

.....You can do this by, well, reblogging things. Also by tagging things. Also by just making original posts.

Do not go zero to one hundred. You wouldn’t sit next to someone in class and start talking about your trauma (even if you heard that they share your own!). So don’t do it online.

Like people’s vent posts, and their asks, and their tag games. Reply to them, too.

Honestly? Do more tag games! If someone says “anyone can do this and say I tagged you” take them up on the offer! Tag other people you want to get to know more.

Last but not least, you do not owe anyone anything on tumblr, and no one owes you anything. Ignore the rude message. Block the annoying tag. Follow the users you like even if they don’t follow you back. Do not tell people to post more of X. Do not tell them to post less of Y. Do not ask them why they don’t follow you.

It’s so much easier to press the unfollow button than to be a dick.

#i have zero idea how to tag so i will just say #masterpost

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hazbinhotelcanon · 4 years

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Voxtagram posts - 16 June 2020 to 30 June 2020

These are all the “in character” posts & comments from the Helluva/Hazbin accounts that have recently been popping up on Instagram. Comments from other people aren’t included unless characters interact with them. Since Instagram doesn’t have a chronological feed & timestamps show only the date on posts older than 24 hours, I’ve listed the posts as close to chronologically as I can reconstruct.

I’ve seen tons of fans expressing annoyance/frustration at trying to keep up with these in character Instagram accounts and their new lore and plots. That’s the top reason I started this blog. If you want to see my ongoing logs of the in character Instagram posts, follow @hazbinhotelcanon!

I’m gonna call these “Voxtagram posts” instead of “Instagram posts” because Hazbin/Helluva Hell's equivalents to our social media sites were apparently named for Vox—Voxtagram, Voogle, VoxTube, Voxcarto—so I’ll use that for the in-universe posts.

Since this is the first “Voxtagram” post, I’ve got a big disclaimer on how “canon” this material is; I’ll put it at the bottom of this post. First, the actual art!

Canon accounts featured in this post: just Blitzo (blitzorodeo) and Stolas (daddy_hoothoot).

16 June 2020

blitzorodeo Here at the stable!!! #horsethings #itwasonly5$$$$$$$$ #selfie❤️ #😈😈😈😈

17 June 2020

blitzorodeo I just cant choose what name to give my horse!! They’re just so good! Which is your favorite 🥺😈😛 #namesrhard #icantwaittowriteitdownagain

19 June 2020

blitzorodeo My horse and I went to the living world. How do you people deal with all this blue

janegumball Blitz, show us your horse blitzorodeo @janegumball 😮👏😢🙌😔 janegumball @blitzorodeo so no horse? Damn... 😔 blitzorodeo @janegumball Push pin (my horse) and i have a special relationship, you cant just ask for pictures of my horse

20 June 2020

blitzorodeo I got new riding boots!! My horse coupon 2.0 picked them out for me! :0) BT dubs, i changed my horses’ name to coupon 2.0

megan25gothiqueimmortel Youre awesome like always Blitzy blitzorodeo @megan25gothiqueimmortel 😍😍😍 yes i am good thanks 😋💖💕❤️

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A post shared by Blitzō (@blitzorodeo) on Jun 20, 2020 at 1:40am PDT

blitzorodeo

Watching my favorite movie with my horse!!

#movienight🥺 #spiritismyfavmovie

blitzorodeo Maxipad and i can’t get enough of these lil iced bitches 🥰😛😋 BTdubs i renamed my horse to maxipad dont flame me 🔥🔥🔥 #icedcofee #mmmmiloveicedcoffee #donttslktomebeforeihavemycoffree

markzillow655 I feel like Blitz put some drugs in that drink blitzorodeo @markzillow655 its just iced coffee 😬

janegumball What name is on your horse’s birth certificate? blitzorodeo @janegumball 😳 thats a secret 😗❤️

watsurdamage dont tslk to me before i have my coffree probablyfakeblonde @watsurdamage leave him alone, he just wants to enjoy time with his horse watsurdamage @probablyfakeblonde what horse blitzorodeo @probablyfakeblonde 😔

21 June 2020

blitzorodeo WENT TO THE MOOOOVVVIIIEEESSSS!! 🥴 it was lame, no horses in this movie 😑👎 it suuuuxxxxxxx!!! Anyways my horses new name is nail polish #moxxiehasstinyPP #iatrtheirpopcorm #illreviewthrmovielater

lordskelecat Pics of the horse or it doesn’t exist blitzorodeo @lordskelecat YOU CANT JUST ASK FOR PICS OF MY HORSE!!! DONT FLAME ME!!! 🔥🔥🔥

blitzorodeo Throw back to last years halloween costume!!! My horse Latex glove said i should post it :0) Oh yea my horses new name is latex glove #iusedlotsofmakeuponmyhorns #andotherplaces;) #donthugmeillloosemymakeuponyou

akira282006 Isn't it in those clothes that blitzo appears in a Hazbin hotel scene?. By the way great costume👌 blitzorodeo @akira282006 i had to look fancy at the stufio 😎

markzillow655 That is awesome looking ngl blitzorodeo @markzillow655 😎🔥

22 June 2020

blitzorodeo My horse and i found this in Moxxies closet! LOOOL!!! Im pretty sure moxxie cant pull it off like Tupperware can. My horses new name is tupperware BTW🥺😎👍❤️ #bigdickenergyproblemslol #myjorsesnsmeistupperware #stolaseatmyass

radio_demon_husk He wouldn’t know about virginity after all he did sleep with stolas blitzorodeo @radio_demon_husk who the fuck is stolas

yaelgilbert He low-key kinda hot tho. blitzorodeo @yaelgilbert 😎😎😎😎😎😎😎

blitzorodeo GOD DAMN IT!! They gave me fucking HOT COFFEE!! 👿🔥 this is bullshit im about to to full karen on their asses!! BTdubs, my horses name is ICED COFFEE WHICH IS WHAT I WANTED!!! #bullshitbullshitbullshitbullshitbullshitbullshit!!!!

hellishgirly34 Do you like Moxxie xD? Spit the tea! blitzorodeo @licoholics nah he’s stinky.

23 June 2020

blitzorodeo Having my hotdog that my horse recommended. This guy wont stop talking to me. I changed my horses name to keystroke #thightuesday❤️😈 #hotdogtimeisagoodtime

yaelgilbert You gonna slurp that mustered off your lap or can I? blitzorodeo @yaelgilbert I want a happy meal first

blitzorodeo In a meeting rn, i love these filters LOL! My horse chose this filter :0) Their name is now snimmer~ #moxxieisatotalbabe #thattaghas100+onit #proovesmoxxieisbaby #:)😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

janegumball Snimmer is a dumb name 👎 blitzorodeo @janegumball 🔥👿👎🔥

blitzorodeo Feeling cute today, calling my horse on an old clamshell phone! 😈❤️🌟#foundthisoldshotinaboxlol #missusingmyclalmshells

daddy_hoothoot My eyes have been blessed to see my dear Blitzy like this! You’re always so adorable.

bryan_fedrix what's the horse's name now? blitzorodeo @bryan_fedrix THANK YOU FOR ASKING, the name is shrinkwrap

25 June 2020

daddy_hoothoot Octavia said I needed an instagram account and surprised me this morning. Am I doing this right? #nofilter #wokeuplikethis

blitzorodeo 👎 daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo Oh, Blitzy, you know you love seeing this in the morning❤️❤️❤️ blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot 😔 not a horse

blitzorodeo 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

edwar_17_art Birb father daddy_hoothoot @edwar_17_art I’m not quite sure what a “birb” is but I am indeed a father. And a very proud one at that.

boiled_trash Daddy hoot hoot? Can you be my daddy~? daddy_hoothoot @boiled_trash I’m sorry, I already have a daughter

blitzorodeo Stolas came over and asked for my horse cook but snowcone (my horse) isn’t interested. 🥴👿😑

blitzorodeo BTW my horse is a master chef 🔥

daddy_hoothoot My, what a lovely pair of legs those are!

blitzorodeo At the pool with my horse! We both have pool floaties we stole from some kid together 🥺🔥😈

daddy_hoothoot Oh! You’re in the pool? blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot ................................. no........................... boiled_trash @karlaanimatesyt stolas is bout to join him karlaanimatesyt @boiled_trash Not it I get there first and stop him! 🤠 It’s our job to protect blitzo >:0!! blitzorodeo @karlaanimatesyt finally i have a human shield jaquiialeworld @daddy_hoothoot Stolas, I know how to make blitzo surrender to you, give him a horse blitzorodeo @jaquiialeworld i already have a horse 👎

wolf.nerd.geek Also Blitzo is so cute that face he is making can you send me a link to this pic please blitzorodeo @wolf.nerd.geek this is my selfie 😑🔥

thorns521 How do you feel about Stolas’s new account Blitzø? blitzorodeo @thorns521 I can never post a thigh pic again... daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo Don’t let me get in the way of you showing the world those hot thighs 😉

vinfer8 Who took the picture? 🤔 blitzorodeo @vinfer8 obviously my horse

boiled_trash What does your horse’s pool float look like? blitzorodeo @boiled_trash looks like a dragon 🐉

karlaanimatesyt Wow.... :0 What’s your horses name today? :D I’m interested!! blitzorodeo @karlaanimatesyt pool noodle 😎

nightmurr 🥺💕 you have such a cute little smile i- blitzorodeo @nightmurr 😎

princess_.ee Whats your horses name? blitzorodeo @princess_.ee FINALLY SOMEONE ASSKKED. Its Noodle, pool noodle

26 June 2020

daddy_hoothoot I spy a cutie 😈🥰 @blitzorodeo

pipunpkin i spy a SIMP daddy_hoothoot @pipunpkin If a “SIMP” means Sexy Imp then yes

watsurdamage Suspiciously with no horse... 👀 blitzorodeo @watsurdamage he went to use the bathroom obviously watsurdamage @blitzorodeo obviously boiled_trash @blitzorodeo where’s his pool float then??? watsurdamage @boiled_trash @blitzorodeo I think they’ve got you there blitz daddy_hoothoot @watsurdamage no one needs to pick on my Blitzy. If he says there was a horse there, there was a horse there.

blitzorodeo New icon fr da newme (My horse, typo, wrote that for me)

daddy_hoothoot 😘

maro.drawings blitzo your photos are always beautiful 👌💖 but I need to ask you something .... how much does a domicile murder cost? blitzorodeo @maro.drawings you have to get a consultation if you want a priiicceeeee 🔥

blitzorodeo So.. Remember, bushes are great places to hide... my horse, dixxie cup, hid in the bush next to me #hidingforgoodreasonslol #itskindafunnybutalsonotbecauseimstuckinabush #updatelateronthebushsituation

daddy_hoothoot Oh dear

janegumball Dixie Cup is a dumb dumb name 👎 horse name 0/10 blitzorodeo @janegumball DONT FLAME MEEEEE!!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

sirnasteryg87 is your horse okay? (´；д；`) blitzorodeo @sirnasteryg87 dixie cup is doin just fine, were both hiding in the

27 June 2020

blitzorodeo ok update, I was able to escape the bushes and I got an iced coffee, I'm fine looooool. My horse (named latex glove) also got one too. I think we'll come here more often to get coffeeeee #tastyasfuckman #iloveicedcoffeeitstasty

daddy_hoothoot Hope you’re enjoying the living world, Blitzy! Can’t wait to see you when you get back! blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot yea yea....

maichyartnoodles You look like you are doing an Ahegao, wtf?! blitzorodeo @maichyartnoodles weeb

thesydinator Just add some beta blockers with that iced coffee, and bam: you’re completely hammered blitzorodeo @thesydinator now THAT sounds like an idea 😎😎😍😍

ant_arts_entertainment I love horses blitzorodeo @ant_arts_entertainment this guy gets me

king_leb72 Damn why were you in the bushes blitzorodeo @king_leb72 i have my motives, im a pro

blitzorodeo This is the piñata that reminded me of moxxie LOL. Tortilla chip (my horse) said to give it to mills, I think she’d love it 🤣😈

daddy_hoothoot It’s cute but not quite as cute as a certain imp I know 😏 😈 angelmadefromhell @daddy_hoothoot Moxxie? daddy_hoothoot @angelmadefromhell Which one of the little ones are they? blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot Just remember our agreement and you can call me whatever you want... ill see you at 8 daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo Can’t wait! 😘

janegumball You took my name suggestion. If you change it again I’m afraid I’m gonna have to report your account. blitzorodeo @janegumball wtffff!!!!!

daddy_hoothoot Had myself a bit of a spook. Still not quite used to this phone. #dadprobs 🦉

blitzorodeo Use a filter daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo I’ll keep that in mind for next time

hellishgirly34 Stolas, why Blitzo was hiding in a bush? daddy_hoothoot @bluepatata I’m not quite sure. I tried to call him but he didn’t pick up.

daddy_hoothoot Got to spend the day with Octavia. 💖🖤#prouddad #saturdaysaremadefordads

ballora_x Wait, I have a good question, how can you're daughter hear everything in the Headsets wale she doesn't have ears? daddy_hoothoot @ballora_x we’re in Hell, dear. Living world logic doesn’t apply.

ricardo_silis_garcia_ I came to ask for your daughter's hand daddy_hoothoot @ricardo_silis_garcia_ not my hand to give. Besides she’s far too young for matrimony.

28 June 2020

blitzorodeo I drew a picture of msyulef as a horse :) im such a a creative guy!! my given horse name from my horse (Renamed to flavor dust) is blitzo2. if you translate it it's whIIIINNENEEE nay bRRRRRR HEEERRGH. #whatsyourhorsiename #stolasdontotinteract

blitzorodeo Im such a good artist boiled_trash @blitzorodeo you’re not a good artist, you’re an amazing one! blitzorodeo @boiled_trash 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍YOURE 👏 RIGHT👏👏👏

daddy_hoothoot You’re always so talented with your hands, Blitzy!

sugar.weaver My horse name is Tiny Whore - or Horse... I'm not fluent yet and they're pretty similar sounds... In horse that's PBBBF.. NNNEEHHHHHEH BPFF! BPFF! (The exclamation points are important to the translation) blitzorodeo @sugar.weaver i liked this 3 times. Your horse name is perfect PBBBF NNNNNEEEHHHEH BPPFF BPFFF, fucking amazing sugar.weaver @blitzorodeo Thank you so much, whIIIIINNENEEE nay bRRRRRR HEEERRGH, but you forgot my exclamation points and called me Clammy Ankles 😔😔😔 blitzorodeo @sugar.weaver i was being informal but ill remember next time 😔

momgimmeoreo How did you learn how to draw, Blitz? blitzorodeo @momgimmeoreo im just talented

beetle.ghosts omg you're so talented blitzorodeo @beetle.ghosts ❤️❤️❤️😍❤️😍❤️❤️❤️😍😍❤️❤️😍😍

andonijean Oh wow! This is a piece of art! I'll give you one hundred of apples for it~ blitzorodeo @andonijean WOW GIMMUE APPLE

aateabee Gosh, I wish my art was as good as yours, Blitzo. I feel unworthy when I look at your art. blitzorodeo @aateabee ❤️😎❤️😎❤️😎❤️😎❤️😎😎😎

aitesound666 I Love you art，will you draw moxxie as a horse? blitzorodeo @aitesound666 i should....!!!!!

karlaanimatesyt Blitzo! >:0 I LOVE YOUR ART, YOU ARE SUCH A GODDESS! Will you ever do more art? :D I would love to see some more! blitzorodeo @karlaanimatesyt wow.... yes... ill post more art 😍😍❤️😍❤️

boiled_trash Love your art, Blitzo! Have you considered doing commissions? blitzorodeo @boiled_trash im thinjing of opening them soon :)

kaldraws8280 Oh you should hang it on moxxies fridge! I bet hed love it! blitzorodeo @kaldraws8280 hed better....

leoleochleoleo you draw yourself as a horse because you like to lay on your fours for the old owl 7u7? blitzorodeo @leoleochleoleo FIRST OF ALL. Im a top, and second, i draw myself as a horse because its my SPIRIT animal >:(

blitzorodeo Some requests!! You guys really like my art 😋 i worked really hard on moxxies horsiebdrawing. He doesnt HAVE a horse name. Its just moxxie. My red crayon ran out i only had blue dont flame me preps

daddy_hoothoot 💖💖💖💖💖💖🥺!!! blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot its from that time you choked on a rat bone 🦴 daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo I still absolutely adore it! daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo There’s only one bone I enjoy choking on 😏 blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot STOLAS

megadoomed Do you take constructive criticism blitzorodeo @megadoomed no

nightmurr AN ART GOD 😳😳 blitzorodeo @nightmurr 😎🔥 i am really good at art

aitesound666 I think you deserve this 🙌🙌👏👏👏 blitzorodeo @aitesound666 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

useful.crew.too Your drawings and pictures bring me such joy!! blitzorodeo @useful.crew.too 😍❤️

mr_unknown15632 Your art work is amazing not gonna lie, the second drawing looks exactly like moxxie blitzorodeo @mr_unknown15632 doesnt it??????? 🙌🙌🙌

whereareallmyenchiladas honestly at this point put “artist” in ur bio🥺 ur art is way too good to not be recognized blitzorodeo @whereareallmyenchiladas so right

29 June 2020

blitzorodeo My horse, who i renamed to smart phone, said I should wear sunglasses. I trust my horses opinion :} #sunglassesonfunsout #ifuckinglovewearingsunglassesyoucantseewhatimthinking #galaxybrainzriseup

bootyprince damn u single bb? blitzorodeo @bootyprince always up for a good time 😎

aateabee Where’d you get the glasses from? I’d really like a pair like that! blitzorodeo @aateabee at my local sunglasses hut

blitzorodeo stolas sent me this picture earlier... not sure what he was trying to do but i think the camera went off after he posed.

daddy_hoothoot Oh! This is embarrassing. blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot 🤧

bootyprince send him one back blitzorodeo @bootyprince maybe i will....... blitzorodeo @blitzorodeo NOT daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo 🥺

blitzorodeo just saw Antz... Z reminds me WAAYYY too much of Moxxie... #pleaseshutuppleaseshutup

daddy_hoothoot I always feel amazing after a good preening 🦉❤️ #fluffyisthebest

blitzorodeo I came back for my left glove thats all 🔥🔥 daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo If you want to come by for the other one, we can watch one of those horse movies you enjoy 🐴

blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot ............... spirit........ ill bring my VHS but NOTHING FUNNY daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo I’ll get popcorn!

30 June 2020

daddy_hoothoot Movie night with Blitzy! 😈🦉🍿

blitzorodeo SPIRIT IS A VERY EMOTIONAL MOVIE

deparkjimin COUPLE GOALS.! They should get married now.❤️❤️❤️ blitzorodeo @deparkjimin we are NOT A couple! saquesealchingada @blitzorodeo That's what everyone says, what do you say Stolas? daddy_hoothoot @saquesealchingada I... It’s complicated

leoleochleoleo I thought that old man didn't know how to use netflix 0: daddy_hoothoot @leoleochleoleo Blitzy brought a VHS

mistress_of_insanity Are ya watchin' porn or somethin'? 👀🔥 blitzorodeo @mistress_of_insanity 👎👎👎👎👎 NO ITS SPIRIT

natycolrange OhHH we can Finaly see the Horse!! 🌟🌟 blitzorodeo @natycolrange its just a horse figurine, my horse went to the shitter

blitzorodeo I went to Mcdonalds and Mccucked this human womans wife lol. My horse said it was my charms and my daddy fingers. too bad I'm wild and free babybeeee #ihadamcflurryandlarrrggeeefries #cantfuckintamemeimfree #likespiritthehorse

daddy_hoothoot Oh...

trysteropup Need an imp with daddy fingers in my life blitzorodeo @trysteropup this is my absolute favorite comment

mr_unknown15632 My main question is, what’s your horses name? blitzorodeo @mr_unknown15632 THANK YIU FOR ASKINGGGG!!! Thr name is flame proof, cuz nobody can burn this biatch

hat_flap Hey Daddy Finger blitzorodeo @hat_flap hey baby maker

yaelgilbert At least return her horse frame to her. blitzorodeo @yaelgilbert NO.

probablyfakeblonde STOP STEALING MY SHIT!!! YOULL NEVER BE LIKE SPIRIT blitzorodeo @probablyfakeblonde DONT FLAME ME JUST CUZ I HAVE DADDY FINGERS AND YOU DONT! watsurdamage @blitzorodeo @probablyfakeblonde I mean he’s right blitzorodeo @watsurdamage @probablyfakeblonde cucked again probablyfakeblonde @watsurdamage @blitzorodeo honey please don’t do this, he’s already stolen my beautiful framed horse picture, I can’t lose you too 🥺 blitzorodeo @probablyfakeblonde its mine now, and im wild and free, cant tame me watsurdamage @blitzorodeo @probablyfakeblonde you heard him, like Miley he can’t be tamed

daddy_hoothoot A pleasant afternoon tea with my wife 😢

daddy_hoothoot Sorry, I meant to put 😌

aitesound666 Ok，a question。Who took the picture?😮 daddy_hoothoot @aitesound666 Butler

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blitzorodeo I tried animating and it’s sucks

janegumball Everyone in the comments is trying to spare your feelings, and you know it blitzorodeo @janegumball i think ur just jealous thet im amazing

blitzorodeo Loonie and I went out to the city! my horse Dominator got us there! :) #horseinthecityha #betterthanataxiiii #itfuckinfreeeee

daddy_hoothoot How cute, Blitzy! Perhaps someday we can arrange a little play date. I think our daughters would very much enjoy it. blitzorodeo @daddy_hoothoot Loona might be a little too old to do play dates.. daddy_hoothoot @blitzorodeo it’s more of an expression than an actual play date, Blitzy. I simply think they may get along.

bootyprince she looks just like u blitzorodeo @bootyprince the resemblance is uncanine

And that’s all the June posts!!

So! Since this is the first Voxtagram post, lemme include the big ol’ disclaimer that’s going to apply to all of these posts: we don’t yet know how canon these accounts are.

This is why they’re broadly accepted as canon: as far as I have been able to track back (correct me if you know better & have a source!), the first of these accounts, Blitzo’s, was found by fans because Vivzie followed it when it was brand new. Since then, new accounts have been discovered as they follow/interact with each other. Some official artists have interacted “in character” with the accounts. The accounts accurately announced when the “Addict” music video was going to come out, and some art posted before “Addict” used imagery that was also used in the music video. So either the accounts are definitely made by the canon creators or else being made by somebody who’s got inside access to the creators.

But, as far as I have seen, nobody on the Hazbin crew has taken credit for running them. More importantly, nobody has said how canon the blogs are. Maybe every image/word posted by these accounts is 100% accurate/canonical; or maybe the art is canon but the roleplaying in the comments is noncanon goofy fanservice; etc. We don’t know yet. It appears safest to say these accounts are probably mostly canon—but take it with a grain of salt.

So until we’re directly informed how canon the Voxtagram accounts are, Voxtagram posts are going to be tagged “#semi canon” (the same tag I’ll be using for stream transcripts) to indicate that it appears to be info coming from the creators, but it may or may not still be canon/accurate by the time the full shows and comics are released.

#helluva boss #blitzo #stolas #semi canon #voxtagram #instagram

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Starving Affection

Summary: It had been five years since (Y/N) had any physical contact with another person. When she starts talking with a man online who reads her fanfics, a battle of her mind and body begins. When the time comes to meet him, she finds that there are still decent human beings in the world. Characters: Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Sami (OFC), Plus Size!Reader Pairing: Jensen x Plus Size!Reader Warnings: Angst/Fluff/Smut/Body Image Distortion Word Count: 9256 A/N: Again, me working through my feels. Thank you for allowing me to do so.

My chest tightened. Jaw clenched until my teeth hurt. My body rigid and frozen as panic flowed through my veins. The overly friendly, new teacher had her arms outstretched towards me. If I had been a normal person, I would gladly hold my arms out as well embracing her kindness and affection.

I was not normal.

“Hey Katy!” My partner teacher and best friend, Sami, headed her off by stepping in front of me and taking the hit of affection.

There was a special place in Heaven for Sami and if not, I would fight God themselves to make it so. I could see Sami whispering to Katy and a nod of acknowledgement told me I would not have to worry about her advancements again.

“Sorry (Y/N), I didn’t know you weren’t a hugger. How about a high five?” Her sweet gesture had my trembling hand stretching out to her as she quickly slapped it with her own.

Only Sami could see my flinch from the physical touch of someone. Everyone else summed it up to my quirky personality and weird aversion to being touched. Thankfully our English department meeting was over and I could escape to the safe haven of my car. Sami was close behind me waving goodbye to everyone.

I bumped my shoulder to hers as she was the only one I had no problem with minor touching, “Thank you for taking that hug for me.”

She laughed, “You’re lucky I’m a friendly and huggy person. Hey, I meant to ask you before school today, but how is counseling going?”

I cringed, averting my gaze from her, “It’s… going fine.”

She stopped me with a tap on my shoulder, “The truth, please.”

I sighed as my shoulders slumped in defeat, “I stopped going,” I saw the incoming assault in her narrowing sky colored eyes.

“(Y/N)! You were making such good progress with this counselor. I was even able to give you a one arm hug.” The disappointment in her voice weighed my shoulders down even more.

I leaned against my car pulling on the sleeves of my hoodie, “I know, I know. She had me go to one of her support groups and everyone had to hug someone. I… I just couldn’t. I tried three or four times going to the group and I failed every time.”

My eyes fell to the ground, disgust filling my mind, “Yes, you really are as pathetic as you’re sounding.” My inner voice snarked.

I heard Sami sigh, “It’s okay. We can work through it together. We can keep doing everything you liked from her and work at your pace.”

Looking up, I forced my lips into a small smile to appease my only real life friend, “That sounds good. Thanks Sami for putting up with me.”

I made my way home to a small ranch style home that was off the beaten path. My grandparents had left it to me knowing I would love the seclusion of it. It was my Fortress of Solitude. The only living thing, other than Sami, to be able to snuggle with me was Charlie the cat. The copper Main Coon was sitting by the door awaiting my arrival.

My evenings were always the same. Check in with my mom for an hour on the phone. Make or order dinner, which tonight was ordering pizza for the leftovers tomorrow. Turning on my favorite TV show, Supernatural, on Netflix and working on one of my millions of fanfics.

“Yes, stay in complete denial by hiding in your fantasy worlds and falling in love with fictional characters. Loser.”

I pushed my inner thoughts to the very back of my mind and focused on my current series I was writing. Pulling up Tumblr, I looked in my notifications seeing someone binge reading my masterlist. My heart always swelled with joy whenever someone took the time to read my writings. This person was also leaving feedback as well.

“ChevyMan67: I love this version of Dean! You truly have captured his personality and sarcasm.”

“ChevyMan67: I can’t get enough of this series! Please tell me there is more to come. I need to know if Dean finally falls in love and gets his apple pie life.”

I read through every comment and looked at every GIF the reader posted. I hit follow on his blog then took a few screenshots from my activity page, pulling up a blank post adding the pictures.

“Thank you to @ChevyMan67 for binging my stories! Your feedback means everything to me!”

As soon as I posted it there was a notification of a reblog from him. He posted a GIF of Dean screaming with #Fangirling flashing underneath. My cheeks ached from the unusual tension of a genuine smile spreading across my face.

Online I could be anyone I wanted. I would virtual hug and blow kisses at my friends. I was able to be more like the woman I was. Social, happy, carefree, open to others. I could be the woman I desperately wanted to be but my mind would not allow.

“Stay guarded. Remember what happened when you trusted him? Trusted his family? Never again. You promised never again.”

My indeed guard held the line at the gate of my mind. She stood in full armor and shield ready to throw off anyone that even attempted to break through to the part of me that desired to be a whole person again. I shook my head with a firm nod and reaffirmed my promise to myself to never let anyone that close to me again.

As I was closing down her computer for the evening, a ding caught my attention as a message came from Tumblr. Opening the window, I saw a DM from my newest follower.

“Hey there, I just wanted to say thank you for following me. Apparently I’m a rarity on here for being male and a fan of Supernatural. I truly love all your writings and can’t wait to read more. Hopefully, we can get to know each other better and become friends. Anyway, I’ll leave you alone. Message me any time. Goodnight.”

I re-read the message several times before closing my computer. Sure I had people message me for small talk and a few close friends I had on there. This felt different. Something deep within me sparked and I did not know how to react. There was only one person I knew I could go to and her reaction was more frightening than the thought of responding to ChevyMan67. That night was the first of many restless nights for me.

A week later, I finally sat down and responded to him.

“Hey, I’m sorry it took me so long to respond. I’m… well, I’m not used to talking to guys here. I think it’s great that you’re on here and reading, BTW. I’m working on a few pieces right now, maybe you could beta for me if you have time. I hope we can be friends as well. Have a good weekend!”

I was nearly hyperventilating when I hit enter sending the message. I tried to work on my newest one shot story and ignore my anxious heart awaiting for the ding. It was not until I was in bed watching my favorite episode of Supernatural that my phone chimed.

“Tumblr: Message from ChevyMan67”

My finger hovered for a moment before opening the app. The message opened and I let out a air I had been holding in my chest.

“No worries. Everyone is busy and has their “real life” to attend too. I work odd hours and days all the time so I get it. I would LOVE to beta for you!!!! Reading your work before it’s posted online? HELL YEAH! I feel honored you asked and I’m fanboying hard right now. Crap… that sounded… I mean. Sorry lol. You can send your fics to [email protected]. Looking forward to hearing from you again.”

Over the next six months, Ross and I talked throughout our days getting to know one another. Three month into Tumblr messenger and dumb updates, he gave me his cell number to text one another. At times, I would have to catch myself from laughing while my students took a test. Everyone around me started to notice the small changes in me. Smiling more, talking more and one student commented on me wearing bright colors.

“You look good in yellow Miss (Y/L/N).”

However it was Sami who demanded to know all about the changes going on with me. We sat at our favorite restaurant, the first round of drinks being set in front of us. After the waiter took our order, Sami began her interrogation.

“Tell. Me. Everything. You’ve been keeping me at bay and I’ve respected your space, but you have seemingly blossomed in the last few months. Spill.”

I bit my lower lip as my phone sounded with an all to familiar chime. I went to grab my phone when Sami placed her hand over it, “Me first. Tumblr second.”

“It’s not Tumblr. Let me reply to him and then I will tell you everything.” I dared to look up to see my best friend’s face frozen in shock.

Her eyes wide and mouth gaping, “Him?!”

I nodded reading Ross’s message, “Hey I know you’re out with Sami and going to tell her about little ole me. I just wanted to make sure you were still thinking about what I asked last night. Can’t wait to hear from you soon. Not now though, have fun with Sami.”

I smiled, locking my phone and putting it in my purse looking back to my ridiculously happy friend, “His name is Ross.”

There was a loud, attention grabbing squeal from her as I shushed her, “Leave out no details…” she rested her perfect chin on her folded hands.

I told her all about Ross and how we began talking. I told her everything I knew about him and what he knew about me. Finally, as our food came out and drinks were refilled, I told her about what he had dropped on me the previous night.

“He asked me to meet him at the Supernatural Convention in Dallas next month. He already has the passes paid for and a few photo ops that we could share.” My heart raced at the thought of meeting Ross and meeting my favorite celebrities all at the same time.

Sami’s smile faded slightly, “Does he know about your struggles with being touched?”

I nodded, “It was one of the first personal things I told him. He’s still talking to me so I took that as a frightening good sign.”

“What are you feeling?” her point blank question shook me for a moment.

My fingers drummed against the table, “I’m nervous, scared, anxious…” I paused for a moment before looking up at her with a smile.

“I’m also excited, hopeful and curious.”

Sami held out her hands to me, palms up and I hesitantly placed my hands in hers. It was something we had been working on for the last couple of months. This was the first time I allowed her to squeeze my hands.

“You really like him.” She whispered smiling like a fool.

I felt my own smile mirroring hers, “Yes I do and that scares me shitless.”

The rest of the evening felt like the old days before my life fell apart. When I got home, I decided to test my luck. Pulling up Ross’s number, my thumb hovered over it until I smashed it hearing it ringing.

“Well hello, this is a surprise.” His velvety smooth voice sent shivers down my body, “Take a deep breath and know it’s okay if you hang up to just text me.”

“N-No, I’ll be okay.” I stammered as he let out a low chuckle.

I could hear him moving away from other voices around him, “I interrupted something…” Guilt and shame weighing my shoulders down.

“Not at all. They can wait, you calling me is an important moment. Not everyday, I get to speak to my favorite writer on the phone.” His compliments calmed my queasy stomach, “Could I be so hopeful that this phone call is working up to a good answer?”

I took a deep breath in and let out slowly, “Yes.” The word seems foregin to her as it left my lips.

“Yes I can be hopeful or yes to my question?” His jovial banter eased the tension in my shoulders.

“Yes.” I tried to sound a little more confident, my heart beating against my chest.

There was a moment of silence before loud cheering and yelling came through her speaker. His excitement was silenced by my own unfamiliar laughter. Suddenly I was hyper aware that he was no longer making any noises. Panic and fear swelling inside me.

A soft sigh came from him, “You have a beautiful laugh. I can’t wait to hear it again.”

My cheeks burned, “Thank you.”

Ross told me he would send all the details for our trip and that I was not to worry about money of any kind. Mentally, I began planning out how to save as much money as I could in the next four weeks. Thankfully, my savings was built up enough to take a small hit and not dip into her emergency fund. Over the next several weeks, I began to prepare for my first convention, first time meeting an online friend, first time traveling by myself, first time facing the unknown in five years.

The morning of my travel day, I went over to Sami’s house with Charlie. I was surprised to see her sister sitting there. She waved to me before taking Charlie’s crate.

“What’s going on?” I looked around seeing Sami’s suitcase packed by the door.

She smiled, “Your friend Ross, reached out to me.”

The color from my face drained for a moment, “H-He did… How?”

“He found me on your Instagram page. DM me asking me to join you on your trip. Stating and I quote, ‘I know you being there with (Y/N) will make her more comfortable. I want this weekend to go as comfortably as possible for her. I know it’s a big step and I want her to be taken care of.’”

She smiled softly as my vision blurred from tears slipping down my face, “Oh… wow.”

“Yeah, he’s pretty amazing (Y/N/N). If you were ever going to work on overcoming your touch aversion this would be the man to do it for.” Sami turned around to help her sister, leaving me to my own thoughts.

“Absolutely not! There is no way he is getting through my defenses. I have held strong for five years. Your heart and mind are safe within my holds.”

“Do you really think he’s going to want to touch you? Look at yourself. Lumpy. Chunky. Squishy. Dull (Y/C/H) hair. Boring (Y/C/E) eyes. Not even a decent pair of boobs or ass. You’re nothing special. Always remember that you’re nothing special.”

“(Y/N)? (Y/N) stop it.” Sami’s voice rang clear bringing me back to the present.

I nodded slowly, “Sorry. I zoned out.”

“Freaked out. We will work through it. Sara is gonna drive us to the airport and we have an hour to chat. Okay?”

It was in the moment that I noticed my best friend had absentmindedly placed her hand on my shoulder and I did not flinch. My eyes looked to her hand and back to her, “You’re touching my shoulder.”

“Crap, I’m so sor…” she started to say but my bright smile stopped her, “What?”

I placed my hand on top of hers, “I didn’t flinch or move or even notice you did it.”

Now her smile was matching mine and we had a moment of pure excitement jumping around each other. True to her word, we spent the hour on the plane doing some meditative exercises. I thanked every high power who would listen for my best friend getting her psychology degree.

There was a man waiting with our names on a piece of paper. He took our bags and drove us to a hotel near where the convention was being held. Sami checked us in since there were so many people inside and my anxiety started to flare up.

Breathe in counting to six. Breathe out counting to six.

I repeated my breathing exercise until Sami returned her brow furrowed, “What is it?”

“I don’t know who Ross knows, but he must be connected in some way. We have a suite on the fourteenth floor.”

My jaw dropped slightly before I stood up bracing myself for the next hurdle of getting through the elevator ride. Luckily, there were only two other girls in the car and I could safely keep my distance from them.

“I heard that Jensen is staying at this hotel.” One mentioned as the other rolled her eyes.

“Yeah right. This is Dallas, I’m sure he’s probably staying with his family or something.”

The girls exit on the eighth floor and before the doors could close Sami and I were chuckling to ourselves. The chances of Jensen Ackles staying at this hotel would be astronomical. The car dinged for the top floor and opened to a small hallway. When we opened the door to our suite neither of us spoke.

Sami walked throughout the entire room before I could even move from the entryway, “This room is amazing! Check out the view we have (Y/N).”

“Hold on. Having a moment.” I breathed as Sami came to my side and I held my hand out, “I’m fine. Just need a moment to make sure this is real and not a dream.”

I watched as she walked over to the coffee table where there was a gift basket and she held up a small notecard, “Oh it’s real.”

“(Y/N) and Sami, I hope you love your room. Enjoy your night and order anything you want. The front desk knows it’s all on my tab. I’m hoping you both will join me for dinner tomorrow night after registration. Sadly, my job won’t let me leave before then. I look forward to meeting you both. -R PS: I highly recommend the spa and they have a large private jacuzzi just for you, (Y/N).”

Sami sighed, “I really hope he has a single brother, cousin, friend that is like him for me.”

I rolled my eyes walking over to the large windows looking out. Flashes of the last time I was in Dallas popping into my mind. I shivered as the one voice I hated yelled loudly in my ears. My hands covered them and I felt Sami tap my shoulder twice. For the first time, in several years, I reached out to her and gripped her arms.

“(Y/N) remember why we’re here. Remember talking with Ross on the phone. The tone of Ross’s voice. His laughter.” Her calm tone eased me out of the wretched memory.

She guided me over to the couch and went to get me a glass of water. I sipped it slowly before squeezing her hand, “Thank you.”

“You know, I can get used to you reaching out to me. Feels like the (Y/N) I knew coming back.” Sami squeezed my hand back before I let slip from her grasp.

She was right, the woman I once was before my ex was fighting her way to get out again. Still, my guard was up standing fortified at the gate.

That evening was a girls’ night of epic proportions. They went to the spa where (Y/N) sat in her private jacuzzi while Sami received the best massage of her life. Afterwards, we ordered our dinner from room service making moderate choices since neither of us were paying. When our food came there was a special dessert also with another note.

“A little birdy told me that your favorite dessert was French Silk pie. I wanted you to have a slice and some New York Style cheesecake for Sami. Have a wonderful night.”

Sami whistled, “Man, he has it bad for you.”

“Shut up.” I muttered lifting the dome to see a delicious slice of pie.

As they ate and talked, Sami took my phone taking pictures of them enjoying a very Sam and Dean style dinner. Sami having a Chef’s salad with honey mustard dressing. I took a picture of my dinner sending it to Ross with a text saying thank you.

“Dean would be proud! That bacon cheeseburger looks good. Enjoy!”

I smiled the entire time I ate my burger. Finishing out meals, Sami hooked up her laptop putting on Supernatural. I decided to try and work on some stories when a terrifying thought crossed my mind. I looked up to the screen as Dean began to talk. I closed my eyes listening carefully to his voice. The low tone and smoothness of it. It was the way he said the word writer that had my eyes snapping open and a gasp escaping my lips.

“What? What is it?” Sami sat up concerning filling her eyes.

Like pieces to a puzzle everything snapped into place. All the small details that would go unnoticed by someone who would never expect it. Sami tapped my shoulder and I turned to her with wide eyes.

“Ross… that’s Jensen’s middle name.” I mumbled reaching for my phone.

Sami stood up pausing the episode, “Okay… what are you getting at.”

“Listen.” I played for her the voicemail he had left a few days earlier, “Now play the episode.”

Sami’s eyes connected to her, “No way.”

“Ross is Jensen Ackles.”

That night my dreams were filled with my ex yelling at me. Fat shaming me. Calling me a loser. Calling me useless for not being able to bear children. His looming form made me coward into a ball on the floor. I woke up several times during the night, the final time close to six in the morning. Sami was peacefully sleeping on her side of the bed.

I picked up my phone going into the living area and dialing the all too familiar number. On the third ring she was going to hang up, but then his groggy voice pierced my ears.

“(Y/N), is everything alright?” All I could hear was Dean, which meant that it was truly Jensen on the other side.

“You tell me, Jensen.” I heard him sit up as I began to pace near the window.

A long sigh came from him, “I knew you would figure it out before meeting me.”

I scoffed, “Is this some kind of celebrity joke or prank? Pretend to be someone’s friend and embarrass them when they meet you.”

My guard was shaking her head muttering, “Told you so…”

“No, (Y/N) it’s nothing like that. Misha had read some of your stories and suggested I should read them. At first, I thought it would be weird because I’ve never read fanfiction before, but your writing… it drew me in.” His words came out all in one breath.

I froze, “M-Misha read my stories? Oh god…” My body burned from embarrassment.

“Honestly, there’s not a person on our crew that hasn’t read at least one of your stories. You’re talented and the way you write for the boys is amazing. Our own writer’s are impressed with your talent.”

I groaned slumping down to the floor, “This was all a mistake.” The last thing I heard before ending the call was rustling around as if Jensen was moving from his bed.

My phone slipped from my hand as tears streamed down my face. I closed my eyes allowing my inner voices to consume me. Dragging me down into the darkness.

“You fool! Here I stood guarding you from this and still you allowed someone in. You deserve what is coming to you!”

“You useless piece of nothing! You’re the biggest joke this world ever created. Fat, ugly, even your body can’t do the one basic thing god made it to do. You’re worthless. Sucking up air that could be used on someone contributing to the world. No matter what anyone says you will always be the biggest failure in this world. You. Are. Nothing.”

I felt someone tapping on my shoulder and I tightened myself into a ball, “Go away Sami.”

The tapping continued and I reached out grasping an unfamiliar hand. My eyes snapped open and were met with concerning, piercing olive eyes. The eyes I stared at for hours on my TV. The eyes I wrote about in hundreds of thousands of words online.

As soon as my eyes opened he withdrew his hand and my heart sank further into darkness, “I told you. He will never want to touch your disgusting body.” The snide voice of my inner self whispered.

“(Y/N), please hear me out. Please for five minutes just listen to my side.” He sat across from me leaving a foot of distance between us.

I nodded looking up as Sami gently touched his shoulder, “I will be just outside if you need me.”

He waited for the door to close to start talking. His large hands rubbing against his cotton covered thighs.

“I started reading your masterlist on Tumblr and couldn’t get enough of your stories. I didn’t know exactly how to work Tumblr so Misha showed me how. I noticed you don’t get a lot of notes and I wanted everyone to notice you. I started sharing your work with everyone after sending you that message.”

He paused for a moment as I fidget with the hem of my shirt, “Why did you message me?”

His smile was more radiant in person, “It’s just as I said. I loved your work and I wanted to be friends. However, the more I got to know you… the more I wanted to meet you in person. I knew that would be problematic.”

“Yeah, you could say that.” I scoffed looking down to my hands.

He inhaled a deep breath, “You connect with Dean Winchester the same way I do. To find someone like that is a once in a lifetime chance. I want someone who I can gush over Dean with because soon I won’t be hanging out with him as much and he’s the best imaginary friend I’ve ever had.”

Seeing Jensen open himself up to me was creating a battle of mind and body within me. He was just as nervous as I was to open up to someone else. Suddenly, I did not feel so alone in my isolation. My hand trembled as I reached over placing it atop of his.

“Dean Winchester saved my life and I don’t mean that figuratively. I was on the verge of leaping into darkness when I found him getting Sammy to find their dad. I found the strength to carry on because I knew that was what Dean would do. I found that being broken wasn’t a bad thing but something that could drive you to keep working. Dean helped me to feel again when I had become numb to the world around me.”

His eyes shined as I spoke trying to hold back his own tears, “I’m glad he could be there for you when you needed him the most.”

“Then you came into my life when I least expected it.” I whispered as I squeezed his hand.

My mind was screaming at me to get as far away from him as I possibly could. To call out to Sami to make him leave and move out of the state disappearing from the world. However, my body was urging me to jump into his arms. To open myself up to him as he had done with me. I felt like a spring coil ready to snap. My mind was holding my body back waiting for my consciousness to make a decision.

And she did.

I launched myself into his arms startling him as we crashed to the floor. His arms instinctively wrapped around me as mine encircled his neck. The door flew open as Sami came rushing in as Jensen’s laughter filled the room. I hugged him tighter to me as he tightened his grip around me.

“Oh my god… (Y/N), you’re hugging him.”

I did not need to open my eyes to know tears were slipping down my best friend’s cheeks. Her voice was thick with utter joy and amazement.

“Does this hug mean that you don’t hate me?” His question caught me off guard.

Jensen’s hands kept me in place as he sat up swinging my legs across his. My arms are still around his neck not wanting to lose the connection. Now that my body was against his, it flooded with the strange feeling of desire. Sami joined them on the floor sitting cross legged in front of them.

“I don’t think I could ever hate you. Though I’m still upset you lied to me.” I rested my head on my arm and against the side of his neck.

Feeling him sigh and seeing Sami grinning, I knew this was a big moment for all of us. We sat on the floor for another hour talking before Jensen had to go back to his room to get ready for the day. Neither of us wanted to let go of the other. He hugged me one last time before walking out of the suite. When I turned around I was immediately engulfed into another hug.

“I’m so proud of you!” Sami squealed.

“Thanks, I think…” My sentence drifted and she pulled away from me.

I walked back toward the bed and flopped face first onto it. I felt her crawl up on the bed beside me knowing me well enough to give me space.

“Talk it out, (Y/N). What are you feeling?”

My cheeks burned from the first feeling to pop into my head, “I feel warm, anxious, happy...” I paused gathering the courage to say the last word, “desire.”

“I’m sorry, what was that last one?” Sami eagerly asked.

I sat up, “Desire.” Saying the very word felt weird.

She began to clap and raised her hands in the air, “Praise the lord!”

“Don’t get all weird about it. I don’t know what any of this means. My body is tingling…”

Sami interrupted, “I bet it does…”

“Shut up, mostly not in that way. I don’t know how to act around other people anymore. What is too much touching? What is too little? What does a hug mean? I have too many questions and all the answers just walked out the door.”

I looked over as my phone chimed seeing a message from Ross, “I guess I need to change that now.” I murmured as I pulled up his message.

“First, thank you for trusting me with a hug. It means the world to me. I wanted to know if you wanted to have an early lunch with me? We could eat in my room or restaurant or your room with Sami. Whatever you are most comfortable with. Let me know.”

I held my phone up for Sami to read and she jumped off the bed, “You can have our room. I will go entertain myself by the pool.”

I texted him back that he could come to my room as Sami began tossing clothes out on the bed, “What are you doing?”

“Finding you the perfect outfit. Now go shower so I can play dress up with you.” She clapped her hands excitedly as I groaned loudly.

Looking in the mirror again, I pulled at the shirt clingy to every soft, round surface of my waist. I pushed my stomach watching as it bounced back into place like jello. Turning to the side, I sucked as many rolls as I could inward, holding my breath. The air rushed from my lips as a knock came from the door. Making my way towards it, I grabbed my zip-up hoodie slipping my arms in it quickly.

“Hi.” The word came out more breathlessly than I wanted.

My inner voice whispering, “Yeah fatty, let him know that walking across the room makes you lose your breath.”

“Hey there, I hope you don’t mind that I went ahead and grabbed lunch for us.” Jensen held up a paper bag from a local sandwich spot.

As he walked in, I took a moment to truly admire him. He looked like a male model in his tight dark jeans, black boots, dark olive Henley and sunglasses resting on top of his unruly, sandy brown hair. His smooth voice caught my attention.

“You could take a picture and it would last longer.” He chuckled sitting down on the couch and laying out their lunch.

I sat on the opposite side of him as far away as I could. Even though my body desperately wanted to be closer to him, I kept my distance not pushing my mental capacity. He glanced over a hint of disappointment in his eyes seeing me so far away.

Jensen slid a sandwich towards me, “I remember you telling me that you love ham and swiss with tomato.”

“Thank you.” I unwrapped the sandwich and grabbed a bag of chips.

We ate in silence as a strange tension built between us. My stomach churning to the point I could no longer eat. I would look over to him out of the corner of my eye to find his eyes drifting over me. I wrapped my hoodie around me instinctively trying to hide the imperfections.

“There’s no hoodie big enough to hide your ugliness.” The familiar voice whispered.

I shook my head when I heard music playing, looking back to Jensen. He smiled sheepishly as he set his phone on the table.

“I thought maybe some background noise would help,” He stood up clearing the food from the table then stood in front of me with his hand out, “Trust me?”

His eyes were shining from the afternoon rays of sun coming from the window and his lips were spread in a gentle smile. I exhaled slowly allowing all the tension to leave my body and placed my hand in his. He pulled me up from the couch taking my hands and placing them behind his neck. His large hands slid down my sides to my hips and I flinched.

“You do know that you’re beautiful, right?” He whispered swaying my body with the music.

I shook my head, “I’m really not. Ordinary at best.”

Jensen lifted my chin, piercing (Y/C/E) meeting , “You are far from ordinary, (Y/N).”

“You’re just being kind.” I looked away as he slowly turned us in a circle.

The music continued but Jensen stopped moving, “I have so many questions but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or have you running to the hills.”

“Questions for me? Surely, you have better things to do with your time other than sitting inside with me. Don’t you have fans to entertain?” I smirked.

He chuckled, “Lucky for you, I happen to have the day off. I normally spend the day with my family. However this year they all ditched me.”

I mockingly acted shocked, “Oh no! You poor thing.”

His eyes narrowed in on me before laughing, “My mom and dad are somewhere in Spain enjoying their anniversary gift. My sister decided a girls trip with her best friends was better than hanging with me for the day. My brother is always busy with his family. You’re stuck with me.”

“I guess there’s worse ways to spend my day. Okay, ask away but I’m not promising I’ll answer them all.”

Jensen led me back to the couch, but kept ahold of my hand as we sat back down. He laced his long fingers with mine. His thumb brushing over my knuckle. I settled back against the couch once again wrapping my hoodie around me.

“What were you thinking when I put my hands on your hips earlier?”

I bit my lower lip, “I was mortified that you were touching my squish rolls of skin. I was thinking you must be disgusted by it.”

“Wow…” He squeezed my hand, “Whoever he was he really did a number on you. If I ask his name and address would you be against me and Jared beating the crap out of him?”

A genuine burst of laughter echoed in the room, “He’s really not worth it. Plus, he is much happier with his life now and that’s all that matters. He deserves to be happy.”

I was surprised to see Jensen face scrunched up in anger, “But you don’t?” He leaned in slightly, his features softening.

“No, I don’t.” The words came out without even a second thought and seeing Jensen recoil from them as if they had slapped him in the face twisted my heart.

His tongue darted out over his lips and the electrical energy between us sparked wildly, “You’re wrong. You deserve all the happiness in the world. Any man who told you otherwise is no man at all.”

He was leaning in closer, his eyes never leaving mine. My heart pounding in my ears and my body urging me to meet him in the middle. His forehead pressed against mine and his nose caressed mine.

“I’m going to kiss you.” he whispered.

“I don’t think I remember how to kiss back.” The pathetic confession was followed by a wayward tear slipping down my cheek.

His soft, full lips pressed gently against mine. My mind searched for the file within the long abandoned cabinets for how to kiss someone. He pulled away for a split second only to return his lips to mine. I found my lips pushing against his out of basic instinct. Our lips melded together for a moment before I felt him smile against mine.

His hands cupping my face, “I think it will all come back to you easier than you may think.”

I took in a deep breath letting it out in a short burst, “I think you believe in me too much for only meeting me a few hours ago.”

Jensen was still holding my face as he leaned back, “Other than Jared and Mish, I have never felt closer to anyone, but you.”

“You have your work cut out for you then,” I pointed to my head, “because it’s a nightmarish mess up in here.”

He leaned in kissing me once again, “You are worth every second of being with you because you’re stunning, smart, talented, caring and most of all you’re beautiful inside and out.”

I stared up at him speechless as my inner guard laid down her shield, “I like this one.”

“No… no one has ever said that about me. I-I don’t know what to say or how to react.” I stammered, unable to comprehend what he said.

He smiled widely, “Get used to that feeling because I’m preparing for you to feel that way a lot. Now, I don’t want to test your boundaries too much so I think we should hang out here and watch a movie.”

Jensen moved to the end of the couch resting his arm along the back of it and propping his feet on the table. For the first time in forever, there were no inner voices to keep me from doing what I desperately wanted. I moved over next to him resting my back into his side and stretching my legs out to the other end of the couch. His arm draped over the front of my chest and his fingertips brushed against my side.

This time there was no flinching and I smiled at the small victory.

The rest of the weekend was like a dream. Seeing the convention backstage, meeting all the rest of the other actors on the show and most of all Jensen’s constant touch comforted me throughout it all. Sami beaming with pride as I pushed myself to be in the crowd for the concert on Saturday. When Sunday came, I found myself riddled with sadness knowing I would have to leave this magical weekend behind.

Sami had decided to go back to the hotel while I waited for Jensen to finish his autographs. I had noticed Clif, the boys’ friend and bodyguard, staying close by me. When the last fan left the autograph room, he motioned for me to follow him. Entering the room, I found Jensen with his head down on his table while Jared and Misha were fooling around at theirs.

Walking up, I slid my hands over his shoulders and began rubbing the knots out of them. A small groan escaping his lips sent a wave of desire over my body. I moved my hands down his back eagerly wanting to hear him again.

“Hey, if you’re giving free massages away I’ll take one!” Jared called out.

Jensen’s head snapped up, “Don’t even think about it Padalecki. Her hands are too precious for your sweaty self.”

I chuckled as he stood up letting my hands drift down his back. I knew he was fit but his body was firm and lean in all the right spots. As he moved away I found my fingers stretching out to touch him again. All weekend I had found myself craving his touch. My mind was obsessively thinking about his hand in mine or my arms around his waist or his hands gripping my hips. My cheeks felt like they were on fire and I heard him chuckle.

“You okay? You kind of spaced out for a moment.”

I nodded smiling, “I’m great. Just thinking was all.”

“Well come on, you and I can grab something to eat then hang out in my room.” His arm slipped around my shoulders and instantly I relaxed into his embrace.

Dinner was unexpectedly crashed by Jared and Misha tagging along. We found a twenty-four hours diner near the hotel that was nearly empty and we all spent a few hours talking, laughing. I could not help the sadness creeping over me as the minutes passed by. Minutes I was losing to have Jensen to myself. As if he read my mind he excused us to head back to the hotel.

We walked in silence, hand in hand. Stepping into the elevator, he pulled me into his side and I wrapped my arms around his waist. His room was on the opposite end of the same hall as mine. Stepping inside, the door clicking shut as we stood across from one another. It was like a shotgun going off as Jensen closed the distance between us. His hands sliding down my body as his mouth crashed to mine.

As suddenly as it happened, it was over.

“I’m sorry… shit. (Y/N) I’m really sorry.” His pleads confused me for a moment.

Breathing heavily as he stepped back further from me I blurted out, “W-Why are you apologizing? D-Did I do something wrong?”

His dark forest eyes snapped up, “You do something… you didn’t do anything but be you, (Y/N). I just couldn’t stop myself. This weekend has been the best one in my life. Being around you, holding your hand, kissing you has rejuvenated me. I just want more of you, all of you. Simple looks you give, the way you hold yourself and the moment you open yourself up to reach out to me. I just found myself unable to hold back anymore. I know…”

This time it was me who closed the distance between us. My lips crashing into his. My hands running up his broad chest and into his soft hair. The soft moan escaping my lips as we parted.

“I want you to have me…” I whispered in between breaths, “I’m nervous with a bunch of what ifs running in my head.”

“Do you trust me?” The corner of his lip curling upward.

“Yes.”

Jensen took my hand leading me into the bedroom of his suite. He gently picked me up and sat me on the bed. He knelt in front of me, slipping my shoes from my feet then pulling my socks off. His thumbs pressing into the bottom of my feet as I began to giggle.

“Oh… now that is an amazing sound. I must hear that again.” He smirked, tickling my feet.

I fell back in a fit of giggles as Jensen’s laughter joined mine. I leaned up on my elbows looking down at Jensen resting his chin on my knee. He lifted his brows asking permission and I nodded. His hands drifted over my calves, up to my knees and over my thighs.

“You have incredible legs. I found myself staring at them as you would walk in front of me with Sami. Wondering how they would feel beneath my hands.” He gently squeezed them near my hips.

His knee pressed into the mattress between my legs as his firm body hovered over mine. My fingers brushed against the hem of his shirt pushing it up and hesitantly touching his stomach. Jensen sucked in a quick breath as his hands paused on his hips. I focused on the feeling of his smooth, warm skin beneath my fingertips. His flat stomach is surprisingly soft.

I grasped the end of his shirt pulling it towards his head as he pulled back allowing it over his head. Taking it from my hands, he tossed it on the floor. I took in every inch of his skin from his muscles flexing to the freckles decorating it.

“You beautiful, you know that?” I did not think he heard me until I saw the smug smirk on his face.

He leaned down kissing me, “Stealing my lines, sweetheart.”

His hands went back to my hips as his lips left a trail of kisses down my neck, “You think that your softness is revolting, but I find it inviting.”

I froze as his hand pushed up into my shirt touching my stomach. I squirmed as he pushed my shirt up just under my bra. My hands threading through his hair as his lips pressed small kisses against my stomach.

“Jensen…” The tension in my tone caught his attention.

His eyes filled with worry, “Too much?”

I took a few deep breaths and shook my head, “I’m fine, promise.”

“See there you go, being brave and pushing yourself. You have no idea how sexy that is.” He murmured against my skin.

As Jensen’s mouth neared the waistband of my jeans, I tugged his hair motioning for him to come back up to her. He smiled randomly kissing spots along my body. His lips finally met mine as I slid my arms around him. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip as they parted for him. His gentleness and care to make me comfortable broke down the last existing wall of defense.

Their kiss deepened. My body burned with a need to feel Jensen’s skin against mine and to be close to him in every way physically possible. Foreign pressure began to simmer deep within me and I lifted my hips pressing them against his thigh.

He pulled away his eyes blown with passion searching mine for an answer to a silent question.

“Please… take away everything he did. I want to feel whole again.” I pleaded just above a whisper.

His lips were on mine again as he gently lifted me up further onto his bed. Sitting up, I pulled my shirt over my head holding it in front of me for a brief moment. His eyes watching my every move as I tossed it over the side. He reached behind me with one hand unclasping my bra in one swift movement.

I kissed his collarbone as he leaned in to do so, “Show off.”

He chuckled before leaning back and allowing me at my pace to unveiling my bare chest to him. I slid the straps down my arms holding it in place before playfully tossing it at him chuckling. Joking had always been my way of dealing with uncomfortable moments. When I looked up his eyes were drifting down my bare upper body.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He smirked as I rolled my eyes at him, “Seriously, (Y/N)... you’re absolutely stunning.”

He ran his hand down my chest, between my breasts and down to my jeans. He undid the button and slowly drew down the zipper. Hooking his fingers with a belt loops dragging my jeans down my legs. I shivered as the cool air hit my skin. Jensen tossed them off to the side then began to place gentle, open mouth kisses up my leg.

My breaths were coming out in small little puffs the further up my leg he got. His mouth hovered over her cotton cover mound inching closer to it. My teeth dug into my lip desperately wanting him to press them against me. Instead he kept his path up my body stopping at my breasts. He cupped the side of one running his thumb over my nipple.

A long sigh escaping my lips from just the slightest touch from him, “O-Oh… Jensen…” His mouth had gently suckled my other nipple, the pressure turning to an ache between my legs.

“You have no idea hearing my name from your lips does to me.” He softly said before circling my nipple with his tongue.

Feeling bold, I slid my hand down between us running it along the hard bulge being restrained by denim. Jensen sucked in a sharp breath dropping his head between my breasts, “Shit…”

“I believe I have some kind of an idea.” I smiled as he grinded himself against my palm.

He stood up at the edge of the bed, his intense stare making me tremble with anticipation. Leaning forward, his fingers hooked the sides of her cotton panties and pulled them down until they were on the floor.

“Exquisite, flawless, perfect.”

“As are you.” I sat up until I was sitting on the edge in front of him.

My hands trembled as I unbuttoned his jeans and carefully unzipped them. Jensen let out a soft hiss as I brushed against his length. His hands cupped my face pulling my lips to his urgently kissing me. I pushed his jeans and boxers down as far as I could before he pushed me back onto the mattress. His hand drifting down my body until his fingers pressed against my folds.

“Jensen, please…” I begged needing to feel any kind of relief from the pressure pulsating from between my legs, “Ohhh… god.”

Jensen began to rub lazy circles against my clit. My hips grinding against his hand as his lips pressed just below my ear, “Are you okay?”

His question sober me from the drunken stupor of desire and I placed my hand over his pushing down further, “More than okay.”

Jensen pushed one long finger deep inside me with a hiss, “Fuck pretty girl, your so tight.” He slowly pushed a second finger inside.

My head pressed against the mattress, my back arching as he pumped his thick fingers in me, “More, oh please Jensen, I need more.”

His pace picked up and I looked up to his face. His eyes wide and dark watching me come undone as his thumb rubbed harshly against my throbbing clit, “Jensen!” I cried out overwhelming pleasure wrecked through my body.

Breathing heavily, my body shaking slightly as he pulled his fingers from me, “Now that was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

A slow grin spread across my face as I pulled his mouth to mine. He positioned himself between my legs pulling away slightly, his lips grazing against mine.

“Are you sure? We can stop if you want.” Jensen’s tone was tense as I felt his length resting against my folds.

I kissed him, “I need you. All of you.”

He braced himself up with one arm as his hand slipped between us. Jensen ran the swollen head along my slickness before nudging it against my entrance. The room filled with groans and heavy breaths as Jensen slowly sheathed himself within me. There was a singe of pain as I stretched taking him his thick length but quickly was replaced with immense pleasure as he thrusted gently into me.

“So. Tight.” He panted against my cheek.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him digging my heels into him. Each stroke pushing me further to the edge. Feeling every muscle straining along his back and arms. His head buried in the crook of my neck grunting almost painfully. I knew then he was holding back.

I pressed my lips to his ear, “Jensen, I won’t break. You’re making me feel incredible, but I want you to let go. Show me how I make you feel.”

A low growl rumbled from his chest as he nipped at my neck and his hips snapped against me. The echoes of our skin meeting, loving praises and the headboard against the wall filled the room. I started to meet each thrust of his, the coil within me ready to snap. His hands were gripping my shoulders holding me against his burning body. I clung to him scraping my nails against his back making him growl again.

“Shit Jensen, I’m so close. Just a little more, oh god please!” I beg as he thrusted into me feverishly small grunts coming from him, “Yes, yes, oh… Jensen!”

My whole body was shaking as an intense wave of euphoria covered me. Pulsating around him, he abandoned all control chasing his own release.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He gritted his teeth as his body went rigid before slamming into me his length twitching deep within me, “Holy shit…”

Jensen rode out his release, his arms shaking to the point he could not hold himself up anymore. I groaned as he pulled out leaving me empty. He rolled onto his back breathing heavily as I curled into his side burying my head into his chest.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” His concern only made me cling to him more.

I shook my head, “No, I’m just overwhelmed. Too many feelings at once.”

“Talk it out. Tell me what you’re feeling.” Jensen wrapped his arms around me holding me close.

I took a deep breath, “I’m feeling exhilaration, bliss, pleasure. Right now, I’m feeling empty and it’s almost like I can’t breath. I feel scared by how much I need to feel your touch.”

His fingers were drawing small circles against my bare back, “If that’s your way of asking for round two, you’re going to have to wait for a little bit. I haven’t come like that since I was a teenager.”

There was a brief moment of silence before I started to laugh. My body shaking from the laughter pouring from my lips. I kissed his chest, “Thank you.”

“You never need to thank me. It’s my honor to make you laugh. Bring your pleasure. Praise you for your beautifulness. More importantly, always holding you close to me.”

I entwined my legs with his as he pulled the sheet over our naked bodies. Just when I thought he was about to fall asleep, I slipped my hand over his soft member then pressed my lips just under his chin.

“Round two?”

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But I want to know your theory. :(

ok ok i guess i’ll spill…i was kinda hesitant to share just cause i’m still not all that solid in my belief in it myself but basically it seems like maybe ziam has made it a tradition to have some kind of couples trip most years (if not every year) in february ever since 2014…

(btw for future reference this ask is a continuation of this ask re ziam both being publicly in vegas earlier this year)

ugh sorry guys! hit enter by accident and posted this wayyyy before i was anywhere near finished lol…this will be updated within the hour (if it doesn’t take me too long to get my thoughts out)

narrator: she did not finish it within the hour.

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ok so part of the reason i’ve been hesitant to share this is because a good portion of it is VERY speculative and just based on a lot of guesswork and assumptions, but also there’s the fact that it feels like this is something major that more people in the fandom (or at least someone, other than little ass me lol) would have noticed before now and it kind of freaks me out that maybe no one else has?? (unless ofc i just haven’t happened to see any other posts there are about it idk)…

also fyi a lot of what i propose throughout this is heavily based on info from this post just to make sure i remember to site my sources before we get into it lol

alright now onto the actual theory…

SO. all this started with me scrolling through old posts from late 2013/early 2014 and being reminded of the fuckery that was zayn’s bday that year (with the douche canoe crew and everyone pretending like liam was barely there as seemingly some sort of weird over-the-top cover-up)…the same party that seemed kinda like liam’s possible “introduction” to the malik family as more than just zayn’s friend/as his possible significant other. which was also only a month after that suspicious engagement-looking ring first showed up on zayn’s ring finger in december 2013 from bts midnight memories mv footage (and which stayed around as a necklace throughout january 2014 and early febuary 2014 right before the first appearance/debut of the mandala tat in mid feb).

bts midnight memories mv with the ring in view - dec 2013:

(suspicious?) malik family outing/celebration with the ring in view - dec (or possibly late nov?) 2013:

[putting the rest under the cut cause as per usual with me this got insanely long]

liam and aunt zileh at zayn’s bday party - jan 2014:

liam and one of the little cousins at zayn’s bday party - jan 2014:

then sometime in between late jan and early feb 2014 liam went on a trip to barbados with his whole family (and supposedly also sophia lol more on that later*) while zayn was SUPPOSEDLY still home and steadily “posting” pics of himself at home with various members of his family (with the ring on a necklace clearly visible in the pics lol), anddd as some have also pointed out his hair was suspiciously unchanged in these pics despite his claim of getting a haircut BEFORE most of the pics were posted lol

zayn in family pics with the ring on a necklace - late jan/early feb 2014 (sorry i’m not the one who cropped his fam out lol):

but yet we’re supposed to believe zayn - who had just gotten awarded the asian ambassadorship for the VERY FIRST time - mysteriously (and willingly) MISSED the ceremony on feb. 5th with absolutely no explanation. which…we all know how big a deal that was to him from the way he talked about it and how honored he was when he went in 2015…which begs the question if he was really just home not doing much of anything at the time in 2014 why in the world would he just pass/bail on that HUGE HONOR with no explanation??? mayhaps because he was actually already an ocean away with liam and fam in barbados celebrating his engagement (and getting his own “introduction” to the payne family) and literally COULD NOT ATTEND?

anyway so then, we have him getting the mandala tat around feb 18th 2014 - or at least this is the day he debuted it on his old ig, so the date may be a few days off from when he actually got it - but this still would’ve been shortly after they got back from the barbados trip when he debuted this particular tat (aka another solidification of the engagement??)

THEN we get the very first ig ziam likes from the famous and beloved aunt zileh (!!!) in this same month (still feb for reference, but she continues steadily and heavily liking stuff all the way through april when she seems to cool down again). fast forward to the 2014 brits at the end of february where we have the infamous moment with 1) ziam giddy as fucking ever, 2) zayn whispering into and practically mawling liam’s neck in public, 3) liam talking about how it was great to “fill each other in” on what they were up to during their break while zayn’s just steady standing there smiling like a loon and then 4) liam still later being like ‘you don’t wanna know’ when asked what he got up to (and zayn still grinning like a fool)

ziam being gross at brits 2014:

so to sum up so far: 1) one of them possibly proposed around nov/dec 2013 (or that’s my best guess anyway based on the evidence lol), 2) then zayn shows up with a suspiciously-engagement-looking ring in dec 2013, 3) then all the weirdness with liam’s attendance at zayn’s bday party a month later (possibly also liam’s formal intro to the malik family), 4) then liam takes his barbados trip with his fam (and supposedly sophia lol*) just a couple weeks later while “zayn” stays home and posts family pics (but is very likely secretly on the trip with liam lol which is also possibly zayn’s formal intro the payne family and a belated celebration of their engagement), 5) and then we get the beginning of aunt zileh’s likes, 6) the debut of zayn’s mandala tat, 7) and the 2014 brits wildness…all in the space of like 3 months. and most of it happening in FEBRUARY. what a wild fucking journey right?

*side note/fun fact: liam and his fam were posting stuff regularly throughout the duration of the barbados vacay but there were literally zero pics of sophia posted from this trip until like dec 2014 or sometime around then when like ONE random pic suddenly surfaced/was posted and lots of ppl had already speculated that sophia was never there in the first place so once this one pic came up that idea got upgraded to people theorizing that they maybe had some of the fam go back a second time later in the year just to stage take photos to retroactively prove/authenticate the narrative that sophia was there lol

but anyway so back to the actual matter at hand - most of that shit happened in february right? specifically the barbados trip (aka the possible engagement celebration trip)…and when i was talking about all this to a friend we realized ZIAMI WAS ALSO IN FEBRUARY. AND SO WAS THIS YEAR’S VEGAS SHIT. AND THEN. AND THEN. My friend did some research and there was apparently this little known/barely talked about article (or at least barely talked about that i’m aware of) about liam taking a TRIP TO THE MALDIVES IN FEBRUARY 2016… which coincidentally (or not lol considering these shady ass hoes) is also around the same time he got his 4 tattoo (I believe this was the first article, or at least one of the first articles, that mentioned the tat’s debut)

BUT WAIT.

THE INSANE SHIT DOES NOT END THERE FOLKS.

GUESS WHICH MONTH THE CARTIER BRACELET FIRST DEBUTED?

FUCKING FEBRUARY 2016.

specifically on liam’s wrist in preparation for the 2016 brits (photo posted to his brits stylist’s ig on feb 23rd). and he didn’t take it off till like june.

so. quick timeline:

february 2016 - maldives trip and debut of liam’s 4 tattoo (around feb 21st); debut of cartier bracelet via liam (feb 23rd); (there was also that valentine’s day roses pic liam posted feb 14th of this year which was quite interesting considering he and c hadn’t even been officially announced as a “thing” yet…ofc we know it still got retroactively attributed to her anyway but whatever, we all know who it was really for lol 😏)

february 2017 - i don’t have anything on this year, partly cause i stopped paying as close attention due to heavy ramping up of stunts, although if anyone has more concrete info on this period that hints at anything please do hit me up and i will add it in, but anyway just based on a little light research there does appear to be a good period of inactivity from both of them during this time (as in both of them had quite a bit of time in february where they were pretty inactive on sm, not being papped, and essentially mia and would have potentially had time to go on a private trip) - UPDATE: HOLY SHIT I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT ABOUT THIS BUT THIS IS THE YEAR LIAM SHOWED UP AT THE BRITS WITH THE MOTHERFUCKING 25 ON HIS JACKET AND FUCKED SIMON ALL THE WAY UP BY SWERVING ON HIS UGLY BITCH ASS SPEECH IN FRONT OF GOD AND ENTIRE WORLD (and i think also thanked zayn in his speech if i’m not mixing that up with another year??) - all on feb 23rd to be specific.

february 2018 - ZIAMI OBVIOUSLY (which specifically started feb 22nd, or at least that’s the day i’m counting it as ‘started’ cause it’s the day liam joined zayn in miami, can’t recall the exact day zayn arrived but pretty sure it was only a couple days before that)

february 2019 - zayn starts wearing this distinctive fishhook earring in all his ig pics, which on the surface seems like a pretty small thing, but quite possibly commemorates their famous august 2014 fishing trip (directly after which he also started wearing a fish hook pendant on a necklace back in 2014); this was also another period they were pretty quiet/mia as far as i can recall, although again if anybody has more concrete info from this time that could point to something please let me know, but anyway point being they again would have had a good chunk of time to possibly go on a private trip together

february 2020 - VEGAS BABY

ofc i’m sure you all will notice one year was left out - february 2015 they were on tour with no breaks coming anytime soon so they obviously weren’t able to go on a trip that year. BUT. february 14th 2015 (aka valentine’s day lol) is also the day liam was famously papped with some small shopping bags that looked suspiciously but precisely like the type that usually come from a jewelry store, and then later that same night they had a performance (for otra tour) where we have zayn pictured wearing a new gold bracelet (as in he hadn’t been seen wearing it ever before on tour or anywhere else) - btw the op of this linked post actually marks this day as the debut of the cartier bracelet but there’s a lot of counter speculation that it’s not and given that it doesn’t quite look like the cartier bracelet looked in later pics (it’s more round and more gold than the cartier bracelet which imo looks more angular and more kind of a two-tone/silvery-gold than this vday bracelet) i’m inclined to lean more towards it just being a regular but still very sweet vday-gifted bracelet. but anyway back to more important stuff. now considering this was literally just a little over a month before zayn left - and one of my theories for zayn leaving was that it was possible he felt it was the only way to save his relationship with liam…i mean if they were still giving each other vday presents they were clearly still VERY in love at this point. like that’s not the kind of thing you’d expect from a couple that was on the rocks and on the verge of breaking up and i know a lot of ppl (myself included for a brief minute) speculated that zayn leaving the band meant he maybe left liam too/or things weren’t working out b/t them or whatever, but given this context of the vday gifts just a few weeks before him leaving that doesn’t really line up…what does line up though is him being so in love and so sick of the bs that he might be driven to just be done with it all (as far as the stress of the band and mgmt bs is concerned at least). and ofc liam did say that zayn is the most emotionally impulsive/emotionally driven out of all them so when you think about it it really shouldn’t come as that much of a surprise…

anyway, in conclusion:

it appears quite possible ziam has made it a couples tradition (ever since that first honeymoonish vacay in 2014) to go on some sort of trip/getaway together around the end of every february (or at least do something special together/for each other when they can’t) and in further conclusion I AM NOT OKAY AND WILL NEVER BE OVER THIS REALIZATION OKAY THANKS BYE 😭😭😭😭😭🌈🌈🌈

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