For @sluttery-withoutshame
A list of the (known) men that ace has been involved with
Bobby Mcadams- Ace and him met in high school. Peter states that they would regularly kiss and “touch” each other. Bobby co wrote a book (Kiss and tell) in which he denies this. There are quite a few images of these two together. Bobby sitting on Aces lap or doing his hair, just heterosexual things. Bobby also claims that ace would constantly try to kiss him in from of girls because “chicks dig it”
The Australian man- Yknow that image of ace kissing an older man? Yeah. Again, theres a few images of these two. I remember seeing a post where someone figured out this dudes name, he sadly passed away.
Peter- According to gene these two would kiss each other without hesitation. I wasnt able to find where this was said but i think paul told a story about peter putting his dick on aces shoulder and ace kissed it 💀 pictured below are two different tellings of the bj story
Gene- just the onstage antics. Ace humping genes leg, gene licking him on the lips. Just bro things.
Eric carr- these two made out in paris, according to paul
Wendy Moore - his ex gf who claims she used a strap on and had to put a “vibrating egg” inside of him. Her book was posted on yt in audio form, i haven’t listened to it all yet
These are all i could think off right now but i think i covered it all. Ace also has a history of flirting with / touching male interviewers. Go watch ace on the Morton downey jr show, he cant stop calling ace babe 💀
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MORE REASONS NOT TO END IT ALL:
1) the smell of the grass after it rains
2) sharp eyeliner wings
3) coffins are hella expensive
4) trust me guys i had an attempt and being in the hospital really sucks ☹️ rzn why im writing this
5) laughing so hard you grow a 6 pack
6) finding a new micro-obsession
7) talking to someone about said micro-obsession
8) so american by olivia rodrigo
9) the rush in your heart when someone tells you they love you
10) theres people who still need you around
11) gotta outlive the haters
12) the smell of garlic
13) WERE YOU SENT BY SOMEONE WHO WANTED ME DEAD DID YOU SLEEP WITH A GUN UNDERNEATH OUR BED WERE YOU WRITING A BOOK WERE YOU A SLEEPER CELL SPY IN FIFTY YEARS WILL ALL THIS BE DECLASSIFIED AND YOU’LL CONFESS WHY YOU DID IT AND I’LL SAY GOOD RIDDANCE CUZ IT WASNT SEXY ONCE IT WASNT FORBIDDEN I WOULDVE DIED FOR YOUR SINS INSTEAD I JUST DIED INSIDE AND YOU DESERVE PRISON BUT YOU WONT SERVE TIME YOU’LL SLIDE INTO INBOXES AND SLIP THROUGH THE BARS YOU CRASHED MY PARTY AND YOUR RENTAL CAR YOU SAID NORMAL GIRLS WERE BORING BUT YOU WERE GONE BY THE MORNING YOU KICKED OUT THE STAGE LIGHT BUT YOU’RE STILL PERFORMING AND IN PLAIN SIGHT YOU HID BUT YOU ARE WHAT YOU DID AND I’LL FORGET YOU BUT I’LL NEVER FORGIVE (if you know, you know)
14) all your birthdays to come and all the cake to be eaten
15) birds chirping on a crisp spring morning
16) taking cool live photos and pressing them to watch them play out
17) garlic bread
18) those weird and really funny x listener audios click for a surprise
19) drinking cold water at 3am
20) just not today. don’t do it today and keep it up.
please, REBLOG + ADD MORE REASONS!
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A ramble of major spoilery thoughts after the prime premiere screening (episodes 1+2)
Under the cut. Very big spoils, I’m warning you.
My head is jumbled after the masterpiece I witnessed and all I’ll summarise are reactions and some stuff y’all already know from other screenings
Episode 1:
CROWLEY AS AN ANGEL OH MY GOODNESS HE WAS SO HAPPY AND JOYFUL AND HIS HAIR WAS STUNNING. Aziraphale definitely had love heart eyes at him and the whole “oh look at you, gorgeous” thing was legit. Crowley said that and Aziraphale smiled thinking it was aimed at him and then turned as he realised what he meant, the whole cinema room went awwwwww.
No one told me Gabriel fucking rubs his naked self fully against Zira whilst hugging him, I actually died.
GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY DOES PLAY WHEN CROWLEY IS RUSHING TO THE BOOKSHOP TO PROTECT AND APOLOGISE TO AZIRAPHALE. AAAAAAH
The whole cinema erupted in laughter when Crowley had to do an apology dance and I was screaming. He did end it with a ballerina pose I cannot. Aziraphale said he had to do that apology dance in 1650, 1793 and 1941 (so I hope we see that in the 40s minisode)
Aziraphale being all adorable listening to his records before he got interrupted by Gabriel aaaaaah
GABRIEL SAYS “I LOVE YOU” TO AZIRAPHALE AND ZIRA SAYS THANK YOU and then goes “I…hmm” SAVE IT FOR YOUR HUSBAND
Aziraphale is so sweet with Maggie but he has no fucking clue how to be a landlord i stg. Maggie also mentions the lockdowns, so the lockdown audio clip is canon.
Episode 2 Part 1 The Minisode:
The way Aziraphale enters this episode, dramatic ass bitch
I absolutely loved Azicrow’s initial argument about Crowley being evil and killing the goats and then the reveal he never killed them. ZIRA’S SMUG FACE BECAUSE HE KNEW CROWLEY WOULD NEVER HURT ANYTHING. Plus why do they look like they’re gonna kiss in that argument, I saw Zira looking at his lips… maybe his beard
Ty’s character is so camp when flirting with Zira oh my goodness
Gabriel’s long hair reveal got the crowd roaring
CROWLEY TEMPTED AZIRAPHALE INTO EATING AND HIS REACTIONS OH MY GOODNESS
The way they work together to trick the angels into thinking the kids are brand new is comedic gold
The very final scene of the episode is absolutely stunning. They’re both vulnerable and I love the line “I’m a demon, I was lying” comes back in so many ways this episode
CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW EVERY REVIEWER SAID FRANCES MCDORMAND WASNT GOING TO BE BACK AND YET WE HEARD HER AND SAW HER NAME IN THE CREDITS
Episode 2 Part 2 Present Day:
CROWLEY SLEEPING IN HIS CAR, MOVE IN WITH YOUR HUSBAND DUMBASS
AZIRAPHALE CALLED THE BENTLEY “OUR CAR” and said he learned how to drive 90 years ago
Crowley’s romantic wooing involves a downpour of rain, sheltering under an awning and looking in to each others eyes to realise whats been there the entire time… ARE YOU OKAY CROWLEY
Crowley didn’t know Jane Austen wrote novels and knew her from a crime background. He picks up Pride and Prejudice in Aziraphale’s bookshop aaaaaaah
When Gabriel is alone alphabetising Zira’s books, he comes across P&P and reads the first sentence. THEN PICKS UP ANOTHER BOOK AND ITS THE FUCKING GOOD OMENS BOOK. NEIL I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THIS
Anyway these are my initial reactions so sorry for the ramble. I hope y’all who haven’t been to a screening get to indulge and look forward to whats coming in just over a day now!
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— 𝟎𝟏:𝟒𝟒 𝐀𝐌 : hanma shuji.
thinking of shuji being an ardent lover of classic lit ♡ ~
on some nights, when he arrives at meetings a little earlier than scheduled — or on nights where he has to remain at headquarters long after meetings are over, hanma likes to head up to the top floor's longue, a hard cover copy of fyodor dostoevsky's crime and punishment in one hand.
he takes a seat on the sofa placed at the corner of the room, crossing one leg over the other and glancing out at the view provided by the glass office wall. the city blinks down at him, gradually getting darker, as the hours tick by and the lights start to go out.
the warm lighting of the room is sufficient for him to read easily, and sometimes, kisaki will have already turned the record on, leaving a disk from Queen's platinum collection playing in the background.
the atmosphere is quiet, relaxing and peaceful. hanma likes it, just as much as he enjoys clamour, chaos and catastrophe.
he opens the book, the cover and pages smooth between his large hands, and flips over to where he's placed the bookmark, and starts to read.
and really, he looks so elegant — poised and handsome, in his pinstriped suit that shows of his tall, muscled frame, with his coiffed hair and his gold-framed glasses that sit on the bridge of his nose as his eyes follow each word, narrowing in interest despite the fact that he's read the book about seven times already.
on some other nights, it's pride and prejudice, by jane austen. or les miserables, by victor hugo. even wuthering heights, by emily brontë.
but on nights like these when he's been away from you, his sweet little lover, for too long — when he misses you, when he yearns for your touch or to hear your voice over the phone, but knows that you're asleep at this time; he picks up crime and punishment.
why? because the first time he'd read this book, it was after you had gifted him a copy of it for his 24th birthday.
though hanma has always been interested in classic lit, it was on the outskirts, when he was younger.
he had read a few of the most popular novels, like little women, the great gatsby, and he even owned a paperback of american psycho (despite how the shopkeeper at the bookstore had warned him not to purchase it, thinking him just a young teen looking to find something dark to read).
he wasnt really one to care about his image, but he didnt exactly let many people know that he spent evenings and nights sitting around with his eyes glued to books about love, war and all that lies in between. it was a little secret, of sorts.
until he met you.
now, he has multiple collections of hardbacks of all his favourite novels, shelved in both his office and in his home that he shares with you. he buys the publications that come in the prettiest covers, collects audio books, and owns copies of every good movie adaptation.
and the hardback of crime and punishment he's reading right now? with the time ticking towards 01:30 in the middle of the night, as he waits for kisaki to be done with whatever unfinished business he's got before he can drive them back to their hotel — he's reading the book you'd gifted him.
when you'd discovered that he liked reading, and when you'd found out that despite it he had missed out on reading fyodor's famous novel, you'd sought out to get it for him.
on the second page, the one where only the title is printed out in bold letters at the center, after the page where the disclaimers and publication information are printed — there's a lipstick kiss on the top left corner.
happy birthday, my shuji. i love you!! written under the kiss, signed off with your name, in red pen.
the sin and punishment tattoos on his hands weren't influenced by the book, not really.
but you'd made that connection, knowing that he had the tattoos and knowing that he read classic eng lit, and when you'd gifted him the book, it was enough for him to favourite the story and have every line from it memorized, reading them over and over again.
and he's already highlighted, with a pen that came in a pale shade of red, the lines — "yet in their absence, i seemed to love them so much."
it's not the right context, and hanma knows that — but each time he passes the line, when reading through part 3 of chapter 3, he thinks of you.
he loves you so much, his heart aches. especially on nights like these, when he's bored out of his mind after a long day, tired but still held up in the office till the moon peaks and sinks down the sky, as the hours go by.
nights where he would do anything to be asleep, under the covers with your bare skin flush with his, your warmth melding with his own. his arms around you, your scent in his lungs, his lips against the back of your neck.
but he cant, so he sits on the sofa at the corner of the top floor's lounge and reads, until kisaki comes looking for him.
he's absorbed into the pages, dismissing the footsteps as they approach because he knows who it is without paying attention to them — and he only looks up, when his partner in crime switches off the music and clears his throat.
"oh hey, tetta." hanma grins, looking up, amber eyes glinting softly in the light. "time to go?"
"yes." kisaki answers, eyes skirting over to read the title of the book hanma holds, before he turns around to leave. hanma stands up, switches off the lamp on the desk beside the sofa, and follows.
the faint lights of the nighttime city outside pool into the now-dark room, throwing gentle shadows onto the floor as they walk across it.
kisaki is smart, but he doesnt need to be to figure this one out. he's picked up on hanma's little habit of resorting back to that same copy of crime and punishment, when he starts to miss you too much.
it's one of the only predictable things hanma ever does.
so he says, nonchalantly, as they wait for the elevator to make it up to their floor. "hanma. i think you'll be able to take some time off, soon."
"oh, really?" hanma turns his head to look down at kisaki, as his boss looks straight ahead, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his regular briefcase. "we're nearly done with this one?"
"yeah." kisaki says. "you'll get to go home next week."
and hanma smiles. he knows you're asleep, and that you probably fell asleep with your phone close to you as you lay on your side of the bed, scrolling aimlessly through it till your weariness overtook you — he knows there's a chance you would wake up, disturbed by the notification, if he sends you a message.
but he feels warm inside, and he cant help it. he slips his phone out of his pocket, as the elevator dings and opens up, and he follows kisaki inside.
contrary to his worries, your phone is on the nightstand tonight.
you'll only see it when you wake up the next morning, but your phone lights up in the darkness of your bedroom, signalling a new message.
⠀⠀⠀— [01:44 AM] shuji : miss you, babydoll. i'll be home soon ♡
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SHOCKWAVE x gn human reader
『 shockwave ,, gender neutral human reader 』
-> shockwave fluffs <33
— fluff ,, sfw
— the oneshot i mentioned 🫶 love this man so much im on my knees 🛐🛐 shockwave please
his audio receptors twitched ,, optic bright as he tinkered with the object in his servos. he made sure to keep quiet ,, the little human resting on his chassis and leaning against his helm snoozed away. frame warm and movements slowed ,, the mech gave out a small huff.
he set his tools down and then examined the object ,, looking at the miniature details of it. a small crack and a loose screw ,, something that would usually be easy to fix for the scientist. yet under his circumstances ,, it proved to be a tad bit difficult.
shockwave paused his duties for now ,, helm turning slightly to look at his partner. the fall and rise of their body indicated they were still fast asleep ,, despite how much shockwave had moved in the last few minutes.
their breathed slow and deep ,, eyes shut tight and mind adrift amongst their dreams. he wondered ,, what did you dream of ? shockwave never recalled ever getting dreams ,, only seeing nothing but void when he would recharge. yet ,, you always came to tell him any new dreams you had.
the events were illogical ,, dancing ducks and frogs farming. they were something straight out of a child's book ,, with pictures and big bolded letters molded into a simple story with no meaning. then again ,, you were human ,, and humans so far as he's encountered were more than strange.
their minds thought differently and they rarely agreed on anything. they were organic and soft ,, they had to craft armor to protect themselves from anything. they were easy to kill ,, and yet they evolved immensely in the short time they've walked the planet. they were strange ,, yet fascinating. he could understand why lord megatron wasnt too fond of humans ,, but shockwave took an interest in them and their society ,, noting how theyre awfully similar to cybertronians. their were some minor differences between the two species ,, but for the most part theyre the same.
his receptors lowered ,, optic dimming as he stared in what would be classified as adoration for the human on him. they were one of the few to actually look past his cold exterior ,, his closed off personality and see the mech he is on the inside. they were somewhat scared of him in the beginning ,, but now they did nothing but love and adore him. he was grateful for their kindness ,, how they accepted him for who he actually was. someone that most mechs overlook ,, including lord megatron.
he was a scientist ,, someone who was interested in learning things that no one has answers to. his fascination was mainly with biology ,, but that didnt mean he didnt find other things fascinating. though at this very moment ,, he was too busy captivated by his human ,, forgetting his work and gazing lovingly at them.
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