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#i. i LIKE these guys. y.yeah
bugslap Β· 3 years
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usamey Β· 3 years
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🎫 here's a gush pass ^^ feel free to gush about whichever f/o you want, however much you want, then send this ask to 3 other selfshippers!
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WHITE BOY TIME
SO there’s this guyπŸ₯΄ WHNWNWNWNWN okey but fr fr there’s this boy and BEFORE I GET BULLIED lemme just-
i know he’s a basic white boy. he doesn’t really have much of a personality but that’s because he has very little screen time :0( but from what i can piece together he’s really sweet and just-
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y.yeah..
WHWJSJNWNπŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’•πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’“
HE!!!!!!!!! i- oh my goodness- HE!!!!! HES JUST! WHNWNWNWNWNMWMWMWN like i usually go β€œooooooh ihatehim ihatehimsomuch” but. i. can’t hate him NWNSNWNWNMWMW. like!!!!! the brainrot is THAT bad!! WBNWNWNW i just really really like him!! he’s funny and his meat is huge Β―\_(ツ)_/Β― WBWNNWNWNWNWN
he’s really fucking stupid and he winks with both eyes!!!!! who does that!!!! he’s so dumb i love himπŸ₯Ί OH AND ALSO HIS VOICE IS REALLY HELLA DEEP WHICH PISSES ME OFF ENDLESSLY BC HE DOES NOT LOOK LIKE HED HAVE A DEEP VOICE SO IT CATCHES ME OFF GUARD EVERY TIME LIKE NO SHUT UP. HIS ANGRY VOICE SUITS HIM BETTER THAN HIS ACTUAL VOICE. anyways!!
OH he’s a really good big brother!!! like of course he’s a little bitch sometimes but anyone with siblings knows that is simply How It Is. but his sister’s always getting into situations and he’s always there for her and ijust..πŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ˜–πŸ˜–πŸ˜–πŸ˜–πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•
y.yeahπŸ‘‰πŸ‘ˆ........ i fell for a Blue Eyed Blond Haired Boring White BoyπŸ˜”. i’ll be seeing myself outπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈ
#egads! it speaks!#i really see β€˜gush however much you want’ and fucking go HAM#like this gotta be an abuse of power or some shit BWNWNWMWMMW#i just#i love white boys <3#BWNWNWNJWKWKW#OKAY OKAY BUT#im not done talking abt him#like i kept this short bc i didn’t wanna ramble too much. this. is short.#WNWNWNNWMW I JUST REALLY HELLA LIKE HIM LIKE S O MUCH GOOD LORD#i sorta kinda project onto him a lil bc... well..... he doesn’t really /do/ much#WBSNNDNSNSNSN#like he just!! is!! he works at gas stations and flips burgers and i love him for it!#he’s happy with that and so am i!!!#WBNWNWNWNMW#ALSOOOOOOO he does not take ANYONES shit#like he tells Karens straight to their faces that he’ll kick their ass#LIKE?? SIR????????? RAIL ME#WBWNWNWNWNWNNWNWNWSNDBSBNSNSNSNNSNS#*thinks of him sticking up for me like that* O.OH πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•#BWNWNNWNW I JUST. HES. YEAH#he’s a dopey dumbass dolt and i LOVE him for it <3#i like him so much i can’t even WORD#like i like him PAST the point of hatred. i don’t even want to bully him!! CAN YOU FUCKIN BELIE THA SHIT.#he’s just perfect and i really wanna date himπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯Ί#WNWNNWMWMWMNWNSMW just sayin that makes me allπŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜–πŸ˜–πŸ˜–πŸ’—πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’πŸ’—πŸ’πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’“
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grandparomeaskblog Β· 4 years
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Aristides: What do you mean you don't sleep? Have you trouble sleeping in, do you have nightmares, do you wake early.
Romulus: Pfffftttt. I just don't sleep. How hard is it to understand.
Aristides: You mean to tell me you don't sleep even a few hours a night? Not at all?
Romulus: You don't believe me... I get it...
Aristides: I'm sorry... I just know little how these things work with you boys. I've seen you recover in ways that well...
Romulus: I see... you think I'm overreacting too then.
Aristides: No... I'm just trying to understand. Is there anything I can do to help you?
Romulus: I don't know. I can't focus on anything. When I'm trying to read... it's just.. I can't find words for things and I'm sad a lot... like really sad.
Aristides: That's understandable. You must be exhausted. Do you overthink things at night maybe?
Romulus: yeah
Aristides: What do you think about?
Romulus: stuff
Aristides: Bad stuff?
Romulus: yeah
Aristides: You want to talk about it or be distracted of it?
Romulus: I uhhh... what was the question?
Aristides: Can you tell me more about it?
Romulus: Can I ask you something?
Aristides: Sure.
Romulus: Were you born a slave?
Aristides: ...Yes
Romulus: Im so sorry... So, how did you, you know
Aristides: got liberated?.. I was lucky. My patron valued my work and saw my potential.
Romulus: I think you are the smartest guy I ever met.
Aristides: that is really kind to hear from someone who has met so many men
Romulus: Yeah well. It's true.
I wish I could be more like you.
Aristides: Why is that?
Romulus: Well you know I like you... a lot.
.. right...
Aristides: I figured as much. I'm flattered.
Romulus: hmn yeah... also... when they come to take me... like... see... I'm pretty stupid and stuff.
Aristides: You really are worked up by that talk outside? They won't come. And it's not good for you to talk so low of yourself. Everybody has their qualities.
Romulus: But they will come. A.and it's ok you can be honest I know I'm pretty much useless. I'm like the opposite of you. I'm like only good for one thing... and the worst is I can't just... die.
Aristides: who hurt you, Romulus?
Romulus: ...I can't talk about it
Aristides: Well than.. can I give you a hug?
Romulus: y.yeah? Is it a friendly hug or?
Aristides: ha ha... yes, it is a friendly hug
Romulus: ohhh
Aristides: I cannot help to notice a slight dissapointment in your voice, but I can assure you it's a particularly good hug.
Romulus: well... I'm not really picky
Aristides: lucky me
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tenmillionwhumperflies Β· 5 years
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Whumptober 2019 #8
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Glenn didn’t see them coming, not as he carefully moved down the stone steps from his university, cradling massive folders full of notes. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he looked for his friends’ car. He wasn’t sure who would be picking him up today, he didn’t mind. He just couldn’t wait to get back and tell Farron about his day, everything he’d learned. Farron always listened with such interest, even if he didn’t understand. He’d just ask questions until he understood and make him feel so… valid.
He got lost in his thoughts as he looked around for a car he recognised. It had been a big step, getting the courage to venture out of the base, almost every day,Β  to get back in education and go a step further with his medical career. He wanted to be a doctor, not a nurse. It wasn’t as easy as just continuing his education, he had to learn a lot of new stuff to just as high a level as a nurse. It was all so he could help his friends even further. He wanted to be sure he’d be able to save them if they got hurt. Farron was so proud of him, always asking about his course, if he was coping- he couldn’t have done this without him.
A stranger came toward him, with his hood up. Glenn gulped back instinctive panic. It was cold, it was okay to have a hood up, right? He tried to concentrate on his breathing and gripped his folder tightly.
Everything changed so quickly. The stranger suddenly grabbed him by the arm, and his other hand showed a knife. β€œYou’re the scum that works for Spider, aren’t you?”
Glenn felt his blood freeze in his veins. β€œN.No. Please, please, don’t- don’t.”
β€œFollow me to that black car.”
Glenn panicked. Farron had told him time and time again, never let anyone threaten you and take you to a secondary location, especially if help is nearby. Fight. Give it everything you’ve got.
Glenn did just that. He screamed as loud as he could for help and swung his arm around the other’s to free it. He scrambled back, still shouting for help, making as much noise as much commotion as he could.
The stranger swung for his head. Glenn only saw a flash of metal before his body flung him to the side. His heart was racing as he slipped on the slush and fell. He screamed for help but he could see no one else around. There had to be someone to help! The stranger tried again to hit him with the knife. Glenn grabbed his file and held it up in front of him. The blade went through about half of it.
Glenn tried to kick the man away like he’d seen Farron do so many times. It knocked him back and Glenn tried to scramble to his feet. The stranger pounced on his back and brought the knife down deep into his side.
β€œGlenn!” someone screamed. Clyde. Glenn looked up to see he’d just rounded the corner. The stranger saw the size of him and took off running, leaving the knife in Glenn’s side. With a whimper, Glenn tried to stagger toward Clyde, one hand brushing against the floor and the other clutching the wound. He struggled to catch his breath. He could feel himself panicking. Shock. He was going into shock. He knew how to ease the symptoms, but he was just so desperate to get to Clyde.
His friend rushed toward him and cradled him in his arms. β€œEasy, easy,” Clyde exclaimed. He looked down at the wound. β€œJeeesus. Glenn, I. I don’t know how to look after this.”
β€œThe guy… he knew who I was… Hammer, we’re in… trouble.”
β€œShh,” Clyde said gently. β€œI understand. Don’t call me that in the open, okay? Tell me what to do.”
β€œPressure,” Glenn moaned. He tried to push down on his wound. β€œK.Keep knife in… Like a plug.”
Clyde pieced together what Glenn told him and took off his scarf, pressing it down around the knife. Glenn cried out, arching his back. β€œL.like that?” Clyde asked.
β€œYeah,” Glenn mewled. β€œT.that’s the one… I. I’m gonna need a hospital...”
β€œYou realise the risk you’ll be taking?” Clyde said, seeing students from the university rushing out to help.
β€œY.Yeah… I’m s.sorry.” Glenn coughed as he struggled to get his breathing under control.
β€œIt’s okay, it’s okay. I’ll stay with you, make sure nothing happens.”
Some of the students gathered around, one called for an ambulance, some offered their assistance. Glenn recognised some of them from his class.
β€œHe doesn’t have anything infectious, does he?” One student asked before they helped. β€œHIV, nothing like that?”
β€œNo, no. Nothing… shit, this is bad,” Clyde mumbled. He let the kids take over. They seemed to know what they were doing a hell of a lot more than he did. He stayed by Glenn, taking off his coat and covering him with it since he was stuck lying in the snow.
β€œHang on, buddy. Hang on, you’re doing fine,” Clyde said anxiously.
An ambulance arrived quickly, and it was a good thing too. Glenn was starting to really suffer with the cold. Clyde could feel himself shivering without his coat, but he didn’t care. He shouldn’t have parked so far away, he should have expected something like this. They weren’t safe. They never were.
One of the medics slipped a blanket over his shoulders. Clyde didn’t even notice. He just kept his attention on Glenn as they carefully lifted him onto a stretcher and then into the van. Clyde got in with him, stopping onto to look at the students. β€œThank you,” he said. β€œReally. C.could one of you get his folders? Keep β€˜em safe?”
They nodded and then the door shut. Now all he could do was try to reassure Glenn until they got to the hospital. Farron was best at this, but he’d left his phone in the car. He’d call when he got there.
β€œHang on, buddy. You’re gonna be okay,” he said. He wasn’t sure if he was telling Glenn or himself.
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onehithero Β· 4 years
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n what 2days dream had reminded me a WHILE ago think i had a whole series of dreams where i flied around (in the janky videogame way i just described it was like a videogame glitch where ud jump many times but i wasnt jumping i just went up in increments n then at some point i stopped having to n i just flew around like a/hit ghostmode or gmod) in our neighborhood it was lifelike.. almost vivid memory of flying up to my rooms balcony this way.. it was all so fantastic id like 2 hav more of this
the funniest part tho. is tht i remember some point in time whereΒ  i KNEW it was a dream but i somehow didnt acknowledge it so it was like. y.yeah i can do tht. i GUESS the logic was i can do tht but i just dont feel like it.. maybe it being set in the neighborhood & one dream having me straight up return 2 my room fucked w the brain badly enough? god thts so funny. hey guys i know an irl cheat code watch this
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usamey Β· 3 years
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Cupid Shuffle & Chicken Dance β˜ΊοΈβ˜ΊοΈβ˜ΊοΈπŸ’•πŸ’•
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XELLE WHATD I SAY-
anywayssss
cupid shuffle- how well known is your f/o?
SHHHHHH ihavent yelled abt Ziggy ina bit let me have th is. EHEM- as popular as the franchise is, most people couldn’t name the ghostbusters. my teacher at most, could name em by last name. i think it’s like a generational thing or sumn. most people nowadays know just- β€˜the Ghostbusters’ and maybe slimer or the marshmallow man. the people who grew up with the movie usually can be like β€œglasses, Bill Murray, and black guy” HWJWJWNNWNS
TANGENT ASIDE- his group is pretty well known but him specifically?? ehhhhhhhh :0(
chicken dance- who is an embarrassing f/o that you have?
okay i would’ve LOVED to put [redacted] here but i REFUSE to simp for em on main, so you get my second most embarrassing f/os.
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y.yeah. DONT say a WORD (especially YOUβ„’) *runs very far away*πŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈ
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