#it fukin get better

[stupid-and-cute-are-enough]

it WAS 1:30 am and now i've got finals in mere hours so obviously this is how i should be spending my time. behold: screaming and crying publicly over @get-rammed's montgomery gator doodles

starting off STRONG with this beauty:

THE FULL-BODY HUG???? THE SKIN ON SKIN CONTACT??? one thing you MUST know about me is that i am WEAK for when the bigger partner wraps themselves around their s/o WEAK I SAY

(also monty's nose????? it's absolutely darling and so perfect for his lil face)

KEEPING ON THEME WITH WERE-MONTY

specifically the face................ he looks so dejected...................so tired................ so sad...................baby has had a ROUGH night and i desperately want them to be better 😭😭😭 (the HAND HOLD???? THE TEAR STAINS??? AUGHH)

we already KNOW how i feel about this one after all i'm that motherfucker who was so consumed by this doodle that i asked ram if i could clean it up and otherwise go insane over it we already KNOW that this doodle has me on my fucking KNEES

again THE FULL BODY HOLD??????? THE SAD EYES???? HE HOLDS ONTO THEM LIKE THEYRE SOMETHING PRECIOUS 😭 monty is trapped in a life he pretty much hates and they've gotta be one of his only sources of comfort 😭😭😭😭 i imagine the anon has to pull wayyy more hours once monty becomes a glamrock so they're constantly exhausted but desperately wants to be there for their struggling friend and vice versa for monty (and how pissed monty must get w/the virus bc why the fuck should he feel bad for them when it's HIS life that got screwed over?)

everything i just said applies to this one too except with more melancholy bc it feels like when you have to wait for your loved one to fall asleep so you can slip away quietly (but, of course, monty is holding on, so he'll be disappointed sooner rather than later)

:(

MOVING FUCKING ON TO THIS NEXT ONE OHHHH MY GOD YOU GUYS PREPARE YOURSELF

THE SNOOT RUBS???? THE HAND ON ANON'S CHEST???? THE BLUSH????? THE WAY HE RUFFLES HOW OWN HAIR 😭😭 GIVE IT BACK!!!!!!!!!!!! GIVE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM GOING TO BEAT UP MR. FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT HIMSELF GIVE MONTY HIS HAIR BACK!!!!!!

but seriously this one is just SO cute 😭 gator golf monty were such simpler times and it DESTROYS me knowing where they go from here :( ik both of them heal together in the end but they hurt so much between those two points AUGHH THEY DONT DESERVE IT 😭😭

GOING BACK TO WERE-MONTY

THE SHIRT??? THE SKIN-ON-SKIN CONTACT???? literally what else is there to say i rest my case moving on

THE CASUAL INTIMACY????? THE SKIN ON SKIN????? THE ANONS SILLY LIL SMILE AND ALL THE LOVE BITES?? look im down bad for monty as much as everyone else here but good LORD there's something so tender about non-sexual touch (esp with minimal clothing) 😭😭 its so special to me............. they're so happy to have each other i am ILL

iconic

SCREAMING AND CRYING THEY'RE SO SILLY TOGETHER!!!! LET THEM BE SILLY AGAIN THEY DESERVE IT!!!!

look at them they're up to MISCHIEF they're up to NO GOOD <3 and freddy is RAPIDLY APPROACHING (side note SWEETS??? 😭😭 i love all of monty's nicknames but something about "sweets" makes me AUGH................. it's so cute...............)

BONUS:

MORGAN <333333 WHAT A MASSIVE W TO TRANS-MASCS EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wouldn't wanna be represented by ANYONE else

feddy <3

last but not least the comment i left (with my user and pfp blocked out bc you don't get to know me like that) on part one of project starlight that strikes fear into me to this very day. ignore my spelling mistakes i was going through it

i would've also grabbed a screenshot of the monty plush bc i feel special every time i look at one bc ram thought my comic was cool and it instantly became a core memory but this post has taken LONG ENOUGH!!! SLAP A SHIPPING LABEL ON THIS BITCH AND SEND IT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#im not gonna put like any main fnaf tags on here bc none of this is mine lmaoo #i also used this as my opportunity to spew my headcanons bc they're so special to me #anyway #thank god remaking the post didnt take more than an hour #the og one took like an hour and a half but i could steal all of the talking points #if i do manage to recover the original i'll edit it a bit and post that bc im sure its better than this one #REGARDLESS #i hope u enjoyed my incoherent screaming ram this is just the surface #this is only the stuff i can put into words #layer on a deafening amount of sobbing and rabid sounds and youll get the idea #im climbing up the curtains and ripping out carpet. eating grass if you will #I FUKIN DID IT YIPPEE #alr i gotta get ready to leave for class #time well spent i say #my post

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gather 'round children while I tell ye the story about the day I beheld a colorful rainbow flag and the transfer of gays turned me into a bouncy fruit imbued with the powers of yass

#not the colorful flags #ANYTHING BUT RAINBOWS #THINK OF THE CHILDREN #lgbtqia #pride #transfer_of_gay.exp - 45% Complete #Err_runCode.exe - child is now asexual #o lord the rainbows out here striking down these young men #its always teh men turning gay #the girls are never in danger of lesbianing #a random number I pulled from my ear like that coin magic trick - 67% of the time its women clutching their pepper spray #fretting that the young boys are turning gay like frogs after the drought ending rains #literally all the parents have to do is tell their lil beans (that tooth rotting colorful flag stands for love and support) #literally - colorful flag. Nothing better than a pretty rainbow in the sky. You tell them santa exists and poor children get toys too #BUT YALL AN'T FUKIN LIE ABOUT A FLAG YOU FIND OFFENSIVE #you gotta crawl out of your scummy den and hiss at the colorful flag - then the child gets curious (why mad at the flag parent?) #fr you can lie about ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU'LL TELL YOUR CHILD SKY MAN IS PROTECTING THEM FROM EVIL #BUT NOT THE COLORFUL FLAG #your petty runs so deep in your nasty cussy you'll look your kid in the eye and (That pretty flag is full of evil) #(and those happy people / the hundreds marching? They're going to hell. Because evil is EVERYWHERE) #then the child has an existential crisis because the happy nice people with the pretty colors are all evil

[inkskinned]

hey it's nanowrimo. i have tips bc i've done it about 34 times.

Don't edit. Ever. Stop it. If you just decide to start a new project half thru this one with all new characters, no problem. pick up and keep writing as if you'd already written the first half of that.

"but i spelled it wrong" whatever. "but the grammar" whatever. make it exist first. no time for sense. think like you're working on a typewriter. no backspace. only forward go.

Don't re-read further than a paragraph or two backwards. "did i mention the gun before?" listen - it doesn't matter. if you need there to be a gun there, the gun is there. put it back in once you finish the book.

"i forgot the specifics of X thing i already wrote" whatever. change it, make a note/comment to figure it out later, and just write what makes sense for the moment. "no raquel it's legit the characters name and origin" idc that character is now reborn as Claudius from Elsewhere. it's fine.

only you see your mistakes. nobody else knows. one of the ways writing and dance overlap - only you know the choreography. nobody else will know if you miss a step, so just keep dancing and pretend you meant to do it like that.

it's an illusion that you need to write linearly - from point A to point B to point C. Nah; that's just timeline propaganda. I've written a LOT of books out of order and just reordered them once i've finished. if you have a scene you'd LOVE to write but can't get there yet because of plot, just fuckin write the scene. I've always found its easier to establish "point F" "point J" and "Point A" and then wiggle my way between those scenes.

write what you WANT to write. 230 pages of smut? of well-researched discussion on bread? whatever. the point is to strengthen muscles however you can.

if you miss a day, a week, whatever. not the end of the world. we all have dry days. also time is a myth so u can do this challenge whenever u want.

as soon as you try to write for a specific audience, you kill your voice. you are writing for yourself. stop thinking about how people will take ur book. it don't matter. what matter is u, enjoying writing. i luv u.

play to your strengths. i have characters talk so much because i don't know how to write a plot if it kills me but i'm really good at dialogue so.

i love a flight of fancy. write a poem in there. shift tactics and write in code. keep it fun for yourself.

see what happens if you shift something major about ur main characters - gender, wealth, superpowers. or if you change point-of-view. or if you kill everyone in a big explosion. do NOT edit anything before this or after it. often these little weird one-off exercises teach me what interests me about what i'm working on. it is never what i thought. plus it is a fun way to add like 1k words.

stretch.

it's for fun and for practice. stop doing that project if it's giving you anxiety. once my nano was literally 50k words of half-started stories. just things i tried and tried and tried and wasn't able to flesh out. oops. but i am now 50k words of a better writer.

add dragons?

read books/listen to books on tape/etc. people often make the mistake of "buckling down" to just write. you need inspiration. you need to like. fill up on words. you need to remember how it feels to lose yourself in a story.

i don't have the time or space to really talk about this in this post but a lot of creative people turn to drugs/alcohol because it can help you be more creative. this is harmful, and walking a blade that only cuts deep. if you notice you and your loved ones are turning more to substances, please know i love you and i hope you are able to get help soon. i feel like this almost never gets mentioned because it's kind of a hazy underbelly to art. you are always more important than the work.

on that note. drink your fukin. water.

don't talk about a story until you've finished it. once you tell the story, it exists already, and isn't about discovery. i usually have a very canned "haha we'll see" response.

grapes :) tasty snack.

i love you be free.

#edit: the command not to talk about it is from personal experience! #i have heard Otherwise in the tags so i will edit to say: #if you've noticed that you tend to like Talk A Lot about ur piece but never WRITE it - #consider voice-to-text #also #u might be like me and ... need to figure it out on the PAGE and not OUT LOUD #i am often an auditory processor so i wont tell people specifics but i'll be like #huh. so i have a character who is in love .... and they don't know it #and my friend will be like ''oh they should kiss' and meanwhile #somehow #saying it out loud im like #yeah thank u ur right the dress SHOULD be purple that's what the problem has been <3 #idk!!! it's up to you!!! my suggestion is to say LESS until you know for a FACT that saying MORE works better for you #-- always better to slowly unspool in ur exploration of that #than to accidentally talk too much and get Bored Of Project #idk idk idk #i have adhd so every book surprises me bc im like #wait where did any of this even COME FROM #and whatever little gremlin in my brain that writes is like :) #''heyyy girlie.......'' #WHICH IS A LONG WAY TO SAY: #i didn't know about Not Talking About It as an option until i'd ruined a few projects!! #but there are people who need to do the other thing!!! and i love us both!!!! #wow brains are so funny!!!!

[mysticalsoot]

tomorrow you can fly

A/N; thanks to @poraphia 's post earlier tonight w photos of will in eyeshadow- we now have this fic I wrote in an hour- soooo- go check out their blog and maybe like take a read here- FYI this is so incredibly self indulgent, reader is just me. this is what its like with my dr s/o. he calls me bunny, I love it. let me be happy.

summary; reader does wil's makeup and helps him get ready for a show!! a bit of anxiety ensues but nothing a bit of soft wilbur can't help!!

tw// anxiety, seperation anxiety, wil is shirtless briefly, barely suggestive but slightly, will gets his makeup done?? very autistic coded reader and kinda will too!! reader is called bunny and bug, very cutesty petnames, fukin sue me

words; 3k

pairings; cc!wilbur x gn!reader

pronouns; none!

masterlist

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"wilbee?" you call softly for your boyfriend, humming and swaying around the flat as you try to find where he's getting ready for his gig-- or rather where he's hiding.

"mm, yes baby?" he calls after you, and you peak into your bedroom, hurrying to stand behind him and wrap yourself around his body as he looks through his side of the closet. you place a kiss on his back, your fingers running over his stomach.

"whatcha doin, lovey?" you hum, resting your cheek against his back as he stops, looks down and chuckles. he turns in your grasp, smiling down at you and holding your face in his hands. you note how small your face feels compared to his grasp, it's nice.

"im trying to get ready, bunny."

a soft smile on his lips as he leans down, practically bent over to place a kiss on your lips before another lingering kiss is placed on your forehead. you grasp at his sides, hands grabbing hold of the fabric of his shirt as you stand tall on your toes to reach him better.

"can I help?" you tilt your head to the side, knowing the answer is yes.

"of course, lovebug," he smiles and turns back to pick out a few tops, you grab onto his free hand, wrapping yours around his finger as he walks over to the bed and places the shirts down, "which one, hun?" he looks over at you as you inspect each one, thinking deeply and searching your brain for each memory of him wearing the choices laid in front of you.

the one on the left is his favorite doomed sweater, everyone knows it. but it's August, and much too hot for a sweater, let alone when he'll be all sweaty. you hand it to him and shake your head.

"aww, but it's my favorite?" he whines playfully, a gentle smirk on his lips as he tosses it aside in the reading nook you both put together. he'll deal with it later.

"I'd rather you not get heatstroke," you hum as you glance between the two other options. one is a white button up, the other being a tighter fitting white tshirt. you point to the Tshirt and nod up at him, "that one, can I get you a jacket, baby?"

he nods, smiling as he takes the options you dismissed and puts them away. you follow him to the closet, almost like a lost puppy, which isn't uncommon for either of you. you're attached at the hip, even at home.

you look through his jackets for a moment or two, while he's deciding on jeans and shoes. he'll get you to pick socks out for him, you like to mismatch them and make sure they're nice and colorful for him. you glance between a green jacket and a black one, both of which are decently light and shouldn't make him sweat much more than he would on his own. you him as you try to grab the green one, pulling it off the hanger and bringing it to him, where he stands in front of the dresser.

"this one," you hum and put it on top of the dresser, the shirt and jeans picked out.

"socks, darling?"

you nod and quickly pick a pair of Minecraft socks.

"love--"

"stick to your roots, wilb."

you smile and look up at him as he shakes his head and kisses your cheek, holding you against him for a few moments before he breathes in and sighs.

"can I do your makeup?" you look up at him, chin rested on his chest as his hands find your hips and rub the bone with his thumbs.

"how do you plan on doing it?" he leans down, a few soft kisses being placed and drug along your neck. gentle, loving motions not meant for anything but to say 'i love you, I'll miss you'.

"eyeshadow, your waterline eyeliner aaaaannd maybe some highlight?" the list is light and would look decently natural, besides the eye makeup, but getting to make him all pretty before a show sounds beautiful. getting to sit on his lap and practically draw on his face with powders and eye pencils, his hands on your hips--it sounds like heaven to you.

"I think we can agree on that," a kiss to your cheek and a quick little peck to the lips and he's across the room and in the bathroom. the water starts and you take that as a cue to move, going over to your vanity and setting out what you'll need.

you decide to take out some of your lipstick too, just a small idea you feel like springing on him. you sit there for a few moments before you quickly jump into bed and look out the window for a bit. just watching the tide go in and out, he's a quick shower guy so doing anything that could take more than five minutes, wasn't the best deal. so looking out the window, from a distance might I add, was a good deal. you don't like being too close to the large windows by yourself, you prefer when wil is there behind you. then, if you fall through the big glass windows, he'll fall with you. morbid, but sweet in a way. or that's what your sister Grace, says. either way, you don't mind.

it isn't long until Wil is out of the shower and bathroom, a towel wrapped around his torso and another towel drying his hair.

you look at him for a moment, trying not to gawk as you notice his stomach, the small bit of fat he has there. soft and squeezable and wonderful for laying on, the v-line just below that makes you blush. then your eyes dance to his waist, where it comes in a curve, a small dip that drives you crazy. you glance away when you see him smirking and he shakes his head at your silence and rosy cheeks.

you look back at him a moment later after a loving little scoff leaves his lips and your eyes widen when you see him about to shake his hair out.

"wil! no! you're not a dog, babe!" you squeal out as he shakes his hair out, right in front of you as water droplets shake off everywhere. you're squealing and giggling until he stops and he laughs, lunging over you and attacking your face in sweet kisses, his damp curls tickling your face.

"how's that, hm? better now? you've forgiven me?" he smirks as he pulls back, finger running down your jaw and resting under your chin. he pulls you in for a quick kiss and you pout up at him.

"I've told you no dog shakes. it's mean."

he simply chuckles and shakes his head, letting the towel drop and quickly changing into his clothes. his hair dries quickly, so he doesn't bother with the hair drier. plus, he knows you hate the noise, and with how quiet you've been today, he doesn't want to agitate your nerves any further.

after he's dressed, he sits down in the chair at the vanity before patting his leg, "c'mere, baby," he smiles and you oblige quickly, easily slipping into his lap facing him.

you hold his face in your hands for a few moments before a kiss to his forehead, and then you twist back to grab the concealer you keep for him, he's much too pale for anyone else's.

this isn't your first time either.

you smile as you scoot forwards, his hands landing onto your hips, holding tightly and covering more space on you than you thought was possible. you dab a few dots of concealer in a few places where he gets more blemishes, and then a couple quick swipes under his eyes. you recap the concealer and put it back on the vanity, grabbing the sponge and dabbing it around. he shuts his eyes and sighs softly, fully content in the domesticity of the moment. you've both been awfully quiet today, he's been so pent up and stressed about the night's gig that he hasn't had much to say, and you on the other hand, aren't always the most talkative. at least on your bad or mediocre days. on good days you'd be smiling and talking wil's ear off, which he loved. it reminded him you trusted him, and felt safe to freely speak your mind.

today was a more anxious day for you, so silence was resorted to most often. nothing happened in particular, you just sort of woke up uneasy, sick to your stomach and messages you had gotten from some of wil's acquaintances didn't make you feel better. as always, he'd hum and kiss your nose, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs and muttering 'youre worthy, you're smart, you're beautiful. no one else's words dictate your self worth, mkay?' it's sweet, how much he loves you. how desperately he loves you and how far he is willing to go for that to be known. you've never felt so loved and appreciated as you have when you're in his lap, or his arms or simply in the same room as him.

when wilbur is there you are safe, loved and appreciated and those are things you haven't always felt, and for that, you're thankful to him.

after the concealer is blended, you move onto the eyeshadow, tapping the brush out after you dipped it in one of the green tones. you apply it to his eyelids as he tries not to giggle at the way it tickles, his lip being between his teeth to help keep it contained. his fingers tighten on your hip bones for a few minutes as you finish up with the other eyelid. then you add a bit of shimmer shadow to it, for some sparkle. you're quick with the eyeliner, dragging the pencil gently on his waterline, knowing it's his least favorite part.

as you add the highlight to his inner corners, nose and various other spots on his face, you hum with a smile, "I have an idea, could I tell you about it?"

he hums as a yes, smiling as he looks down at you, just slightly.

"what if I put some red lipstick on me and then kissed all over your face and neck and a bit on this white tshirt here?" your words are spoken slower than most times, partly because of the exhaustion of being anxious for a whole day and partly because it insinuates a bit of mischief to your words.

"yes, please, my love," he smirks, loving the idea of going on stage with kiss marks all over his face and neck. what a way to show who's he is, hm?

"wonderful," you're quick with finishing up the base, before you apply the lipstick marks. his cheeks and jaw are heavier in the kisses, and then some more are placed on his neck. you have to reapply the lipstick a few times and after youre done you pull back to look at your work, smiling in satisfaction at your job. Wil looks in the mirror, smirking before kissing your chin.

"it looks beautiful, baby. you did such a good job," he coos softly, a kiss to your cheek as you step off his lap and he stands. you press your hand to his chest as you shake your head.

"almost forgot, lip balm."

he nods and quickly dabs some on his lips, shaking his head and chuckling at how thorough you are.

you help pack his bags and carry them down to the van, and after his guitars and other things are up, he steps aside with you, holding your face and leaning down to meet your eyes.

"promise me you'll be okay? you won't be bored at all?" his eyebrows are all knitted together and you giggle at how worried he seems. you'll be fine after all.

"I'm gonna be fine, I promise. you need to have fun at your show, wilb," your smile is sweet and genuine, and you giggle at every kiss his lips leave on your face. his thumbs rubbing at your cheeks when he pulls back makes you smile even wider.

you didn't want to go to the show, but you didn't tell him that. you simply said you were much too tired and thought staying back and resting was a better option. in reality, his fans scared you a bit. and sometimes you felt judged. it was best to stay at home with your current state of mind anyways.

a few goodbye kisses and a long hug where he picks you up and spins you and then he's off and you're going up the stairs back to your flat.

you're putting away the makeup from earlier, and then head out to the kitchen to put together some leftovers for yourself, bouncing and swaying on your feet, a stim you enjoy most when you're alone. or with wil, but sometimes being with him is like being alone, in an oddly cathartic way. he makes you feel safe, like you can truly be yourself, in the same way you can when there's not a single prying eye. because his brown ones never pry.

you spend your time busying yourself, crocheting different projects you've had going, playing stardew and putting some of wils vods on the TV to help with background noise, and your separation anxiety.

sometime between then and now, you fell asleep on the couch, curled up in pillows and blankets, all nestled in and comfy.

long hours are spent asleep, until the very late hours of night, 2 or 3am and the door is creaking open, shutting and locking. you smile to yourself in your half sleepy daze. you try to pretend to be asleep, knowing that wil would cuddle you if you were awake or asleep, but hoping he'd carry you to bed with him too, if it was the latter.

"love?" he calls softly, dropping his things by the door and shoving his shoes off before hurrying over to you, kneeling down by the side of the couch and pushing hair out of your face. you look up at him through your lashes and he smiles, you broke.

"hi, bee," you hum, reaching out to him and hugging him close, "how was the show?" you speak against his neck, breath fanning over the skin and lifting goosebumps across it.

"very good, the crowd was wonderful. really wish you were there, they would've loved you," he sighs, nestling his face into your neck as he slowly crawls onto the couch with you, laying half on you and half off.

"you have good fans, I don't doubt it," you avoid the other comments, and Wil notes this for later as he rubs your hair and hums to you. you lift your head to look at his face, noticing how his makeup is gone and you frown. he notices and speaks up;

"took it off at the venue, means I can cuddle you immediately," he smiles and you giggle, nodding happily as you stuff your face into his chest and let him embrace you, "ready for bed, bug?"

you nod and he holds you close, before sitting you up. he stands and picks you up by your waist, wrapping you around him and carrying you off to bed. he lays you down, tucking in beside you and kissing your temple.

"were you feeling okay while I was gone?" he asks with a quick chirp. he nibbles at your ear, before a kiss is placed under it.

"yeah, i just crafted and napped," you tuck your head under his chin, hands grasping at his shirt and his covering the top of yours, "you've got big hands," the words are blurted out immediately, without thought. it makes you reel into yourself, hiding your face as it burns red when you realize what you've spoken aloud.

"yeah? well, all the better to hold you with, mm?" he chuckles, shaking his head with a smile and looking out the window for a few seconds. he notices your stillness and reaches down to pull your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze, "your comment didn't make me uncomfortable, I liked it. do you need to breathe with me?"

you shrug and he takes that as a yes.

he holds up his hand, outstretched, and takes a deep breath, putting a finger down for each second he breathes in. you follow his lead. he then does the same for holding, 4 in, 4 hold, 4 out. he does this with you a few more times before he notices your body more relaxed and less tense than before. he wraps his arms tighter around you, pulling you closer into his chest as he cradles the back of your head with his hand. his fingers scratch and massage at your scalp as you sigh in contentment.

"i didnt mean to say it," you shake your head, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"doesn't mean you didnt mean it,"

"i meant it," your response is quick and he smirks at how fast you respond, kissing the crown of your head before leaning back to look at your face.

he leans down, face in his hands as he kisses you ever so softly on the lips, love and care seeping into the touch and when you pull away, a slight tingle is left on the skin he touched. it's nice, like an echo of his love gets left behind with every graze of his fingers or lips or simply his touch. its addicting.

"sleep?" you whisper softly, a yawn seeping through your words.

he nods, and you curl up in his chest as you both shuffle and adjust in the bedsheets.

"goodnight, bunny," he smiles, eyes shut as he kisses your forehead.

"goodnight, bee," and with your words and his touch, slips away any worry that weighed on your chest, and now you feel light. maybe tomorrow you can fly, you hope its with him.

taglist; @ella-fella-bo-bella @lillylvjy @sleepyburs @lotusanonymouse @lcvejoy

as a gift, here are the photos<3

#bee<3 #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur #wilbur soot x gn!reader #wilbur x reader #cc!wilbur soot x male reader #cc!wilbur soot x gn!reader #cc!wilbur #cc!wilbur x reader #cc!wilbur soot #wilbur soot fluff #wil looks so good in makeup fuckin hell

[gojos-thot-patrol]

Idk bout you but I’m a sucker for possessive men, so I’d like to ask for some jealousy HCs for the JJK men. Thank uuuuuuu muah

My darling, I'd like nothing more than to give them to you 💜

Now Presenting...

Starring Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna

Satoru Gojo

Gojo likes to think he’s not possessive at all. Key word: Think.

In reality, he’s deeply insecure, convinced he’s not good enough for you, and is obsessed, extremely concerned with not losing you.

This unholy concoction has led to an extremely possessive man.

Now, to be fair, He’s pretty good about keeping it in check. He’s not going to lose his mind cause he saw some asshole checking you out at the supermarket. He’s better than that.

Now, if said asshole tries to talk to you, that’s a completely different story. Then he’s literally grabbing you, arms around your waist and actively trying to give you a hickey while you talk to his new number one enemy.

And good fukin luck to you my friend if you call him out on it, cause now he’s convinced you liked that guy too.

Especially early on in your relationship, when he’s still guarded because he’s scared of getting hurt, he’s going to be straight up toxic about it. 

“No, it’s fine, really. If you like him so much, go talk to him. I just wanna know when you stopped caring about me.”

Honestly, you’re better off leaving him alone to let him work out his own shit. He’ll realize he was being an idiot, no doubt helped by the fact that you’re still here, but it’s gonna take 2 hours minimum. 

Gojo is not about to start a fight over some douche bag flirting with you. Mostly because he can not catch another a case. But that doesn’t mean he’s just going to sit by and let it happen, nay nay dear reader.

No, he’s just also going to also talk part in the conversation. Wrapping an arm around your waist and finding any excuse he can, no matter how weak, to drop the fact that he’s your boyfriend.

The exception being the moment the other person puts a hand on you. The moment that happens, all bets are off, and I hope you have bail money. He’s not going to murder them probably but you’re for sure going to be dealing with assault charges. 

Also, not to get NSFW, but the sex after? When He feels like he has to prove to himself he’s good enough for you and remind you that you belong to him? Good luck bestie.

Suguru Geto

This man is nothing but jealous all the time. If he had it his way, you would never leave the bedroom. . 

He’s quick to lay his claim on you. Holding you close to him and kissing you mid sentence so that whoever the person flirting with you is get’s the point. 

Afterwards though? On the way home? Silent treatment. When you do get him to talk?

“I just don’t understand. Why don’t you love me anymore?”

Yea, he’s gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing YOU into apologizing to HIM. 

I really can’t see this man as anything other than toxic, my god. 

Still, he doesn’t put up with anyone playing with his toys. If he sees you talking to anyone while out, he’s hugging you from behind, kissing your neck and loudly asking “Hey Darling, Who’s this?” 

That Who’s this is dripping in condescension and hatred. Because he does hate them. He hates anyone that could take you away from him.

Your friends are not immune to this btw. 

Slowly he starts to pull you away from your friends and integrate you into his friend group.

Not that he trusts them either. Nay nay, It’s just easier to keep an eye on you this way. 

He’s always reminding you that you’re his. Marking you, draping his jacket over you, conveniently forgetting to buy you more body wash so you have to use his, literally anything to get the point across that you were his. 

Like, this man has deemed himself your chair, cause if you're going to be together, he’s going to find any excuse he can to sit you on his lap.

Now, Suguru is not the type to get confrontational or physical. That being said, if you express that someone is making you uncomfortable, it's game over for them.

The upsides are: no silent treatment! Instead he’s dotting on you and himself apologetic for letting you be put into that situation.

The downside is now you have to clean blood off of him. Again, probably not murder, but for sure an assault charge.

Kento Nanami

Nanami honestly doesn’t have the time to get jealous. 

He trusts you more than anyone else. He has to to date you. So, he’s not normally worried about other people. 

If he starts to feel jealous, he’ll normally just talk to you about it.

Normally. 

The exception is when it comes to your friends. 

He’s not worried about any of them taking you away from him romantically, that thought has never crossed his mind. And for the most part, he likes your friends.

But he does get jealous of how much of your time you spend with them. And of course he doesn’t want to say anything because he knows it's ridiculous. 

But when he comes home from a long day of work to see you have your friends over, meaning he has to share you when his emotional capacity has already been filled? Yea, he's not happy.

And he doesn’t try to hide how possessive he feels in that moment either, he’s stealing your seat and placing you firmly on his lap for after work cuddles.

Oh, he’s embarrassing you in front of your friends? Oh well. Send them home then. 

He’s going to, discreetly,  kiss your neck, and rub your hips until you’re hot and bothered enough to send your friends home.

He just wants your time. It bugs him when other people preoccupy it, when he feels like you’re prioritizing other people over him. 

He can recognize that this is probably his most toxic trait, and he is working on it. 

But you’re still going to have to deal with him while he is

Ryomen Sukuna

Everyone else is an amature when it comes to being possessive/jealous Sukuna OWNS that shit

It’s literally his baseline. Other people can’t look at you without pissing off your guard dog.

He’s your guard dog btw. 

They don’t even have to be flirting! If someones talking to you, he is holding you close and actively glaring at them until they leave you alone.

And if they are flirting, well I hope they're cool with whatever god they worship. Cause they’re about to meet said god. 

Sukuna is insistent that you are his and his alone. It’s why he even takes the time to mark you up all pretty like he has. So other people can see that.

So if someones dumb enough to see your lovingly bruised neck and still flirt with you then as far as he’s concerned, he’s doing the gene pool a favor by taking them out of it. 

God forbid he thinks you’re into it. 

QUICK NSFW WARNING

He will slaughter your new toy and fuck you until you can’t walk in front of the corpse. You won't be able to walk for weeks if ever again from the punishing he’s going to put you through.

OK, NSFW OVER

Ideally, your best bet is to tell him the moment that you realize someone is flirting with you. Even if they’re not necessarily making you uncomfortable, better to keep your life than theirs, right? 

Hell, you might even get a reward for being so vigilant. 

Honestly I need to write an entire Yandere Sukuna fic cause he is made for it. He is THE most Yandere character.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #tw: toxic relationships #tw: toxic behavior #sukuna x reader #sukuna headcanons #gojo x reader #gojo headcanons #nanami x reader #nanami headcanons #geto x reader #geto headcanons #suguru geto #satoru gojo #ryomen sukuna #kento nanami #nanami kento

[grapeagata]

god I fucken love rocks somuch!!!!!!!!!! and minerals and crystals and glass and lava and magma and geological formations and mountains and hills and rocks rocks rocks!!!!!!!! yeah!!!! rocks rock hell yeah!!! wahoo!!! yipee!!! and salts and ice and snow and sand and metamorphic rocks and ignious rocks and rocks make me so fukin happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! myeah!!!! and i want more rocks to add to the collection and i want more space to show more rocks becaus the more rocks the better and rocks! also god please add more rocks in the next update and also give them to meeeeeeeeeeee also make a meteorite fall near my house so i can get it and add to the collection pleasepleasplepalspleaplspelapleplaslapelpslpaleplspaleplsp rock are so cool and some are so hot and sexy and im going to marry a rock and minrals yeah!!!!!!!!

also yeah dirts cool too i like dirt it tastes nice and its moist and cool i like it :3

#geology #minerals #rocks #cool rocks #crystals #:3 #happy #I LOVE ROCKS #also some poeplo believe crystals have metaphysical properties and thats cool too you can belive in that #they also say obsidian is a crystal which it is not #i will marry this rock #rock and stone #also i did not realize until now that you can put a fukton of tags on a post i wonder if there is a limit? but also why would there be a li #i just found out that there's a 140 character limit on how long tags can be #the only rocks i dont like are the ai generated ones #how am i supposed to study and marvel at the beauty of a rock if it doesnt exist? #mineralogy #minerais

[kuni-is-daddy]

TOJI NSFW HEADCANNONS

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

I was tryna sleep last night and I couldn't😭he was in my HEAD RENT FREE🤪

Yandere toji

Sub toji!

OmG THIS MAN. THIS MAN. I WOULDN'T MIND DROPPING EVERYTHING FOR HIM IN A HEARTBEAT.

Toji loved how obedient you we're. It turned him on so much how some days he'd come home from work and hear noises from your shared room. He'd rush in thinking something was wrong only to be greated by you face down ass up moaning out his name while you fingered yourself.

'oh? I see ya been a little impatient for me my doll. Want some help?' "mmm yes~ toji. Please. Been waiting for you for so long daddy"

He is SO BIG IN EVERY SINGLE WAY. HIS BODY AND ESPECIALLY his dick. The way he'd pin you against a wall while sloppily kissing you, which turns into him picking you up and fucking you right then and their. "t-Toji! F-fuck stop~ we're in public!" 'thats even better doll, want everyone to hear how drunk you get on my cock. Moan for me like the good pet you are.'

Sucking him off oh godd~ you started slowly licking around his tip but toji wanted more. Once you started sucking him up he'd roughly shove his cock all the way balls deep down your throat. "Yeah that's it doll, take daddy's fucking cock. Oh shit~" "gonna shoot my cum down your throat doll. Swallow it like a good little slut."

Sending a video of you touching yourself while he was at work, toji still had his volume up from when you called him before, then when he clicks the video the first thing that everyone around him hears is a loud moan. 'sorry guys, my pet has been a little... Bratty. Lately' he goes to the bathroom to "quietly" jerk off to the video. 'y-yeah..just like that doll..touch yourself f' me.."

When he gets home and sees you making food in the kitchen, he'd quietly sneak up on you then press you against the table. "The fuck we're you thinking you dumass?" Sending shit like that while I'm work. I could get fucking fired." But all you could say was 'did you like what you see?' and fuck he did. You knew you were going to get punished but didn't care. Toji just felt so addicting. You wanted him so bad. Just as he wanted you.

Being bratty omg to be put in your place by him. Toji choking you with one hand while fucking you with the other, toji slapping your ass everytime you slow down. toji fucking you even after your slowly passing out "hey." 'he slaps your ass' "wake the fuck up. Ya think you can tap out right now doll? Brats like you don't get a fucking break. Get up f' me"

want toji to fuck me dum untill I can't do anything but think of him. How his warm load fills you up so well. When his cum starts to seep out of your hole he'd shove his fingers back in. 'mmm baby, want you to keep every fukin' drop of my cum. Gonna fucking breed you. Want daddy to put a baby in you?'

This pussy is so wet f' me. How long have you been like this baby? Maybe I should let you cum on my fingers this time~ you want that babygirl? Y-Yes toji! P-please let me cum. Please I'll be a good girl. I'll be good for you~ then cum for me y/n cum on daddy's fingers like a good pet. Just like that. Let me taste you

#toji thirst #toji smut #toji imagine #toji x you #toji fic #fushiguro toji x reader #fushiguro toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji x y/n #jujutsu toji #jujutsu kaisen #toji scenarios

[goomybearr]

god I fuckin love bugs somuch!!!! and spiders and isopods and bees and ants and dragonflies and damselflies and moths and bugs bugs bugs!!!!!!!! yippee! bugs make me so fukin happy and i want more bugs to add to my collection and i want more space to show more bugs becaus the more bugs the better!!

also god please add more bugs in the next update and also give them to me!!!!!!!!!! also make them spawn near my house so i can get them and add to the collection plzzzplsplsplspls

also yeah snails cool too i like snails and slug it looks nice and its smooth and slimy and cool i like it :3

#bug #entomology #insects #beetles #antsbees #bee #moth #spider #butterfly #snail #slug #autism #special interest

[sparkles-and-trash]

Class 1A dorm life headcanons ~

notes: requested by anon <3

okay so I 100% thinks these idiots would have a bunch of scoreboards and a ton of little bets going at all times

everything from who's the best at doing chores, to who gets the best grades, to who was able to get closest to a sleeping Aizawa without waking him

somehow Denki is leading the last one???

probably a mix of stealth from escaping a furious Bakugo like three times a week, and pure, dumb luck

I know there's a popular headcanon that the girls have spa nights, but I don't think that's a girl thing

I think it's for everyone who needs it that week

it's more of a self-care night, and Mina and Ochako always puts it together

they start making up silly, but still strictly implemented, traditions

"the anniversary of Bakugo's first laugh in the common area", "scary movies and sweet snacks eve", "Izuku didn't break any bones/Denki didn't short-circuit/Dark Shadow didn't go crazy/Ochako didn't float away in her sleep this month dinners", etc etc

random late night talks in the kitchen <3

there are set schedules for chores, but there is also fully a open market for trading going on

it's what one of the scoreboards are for actually

Bakugo and Sero monitors it actually

Bakugo because he is actually very fair and doesn't play favorites, and Sero because he is the only one who can both keep Bakugo in somewhat of a check, and can keep track of the scores etc

the whole damn class watches shows together

like you know how couples can't watch certain shows alone because they watch it together and the other falls behind

so yeah, imagine that, but with the entire class lmao

everyone gets sooo invested

Ayoama usually finds the shows, and they're always crazy, but wildly entertaining

even Bakugo who pretends to hate it

Momo keeps hosting study groups before big tests

She just cares so much about her friends and wants them to do their best, always!

they love her so much for it

Kirishima does the same with working out!

he even helps set up specific programs for people, outside what the teachers do, if someone wants to get better in specific areas

he's such a great motivator, it always works

Denki gets really into new hobbies like, once a month, and he always gets at least Mina, Izuku, Hagakure, Kirishima, and Shoto on board

so far they've been into watercolor art (which Shoto was really talented at, and kept doing), knitting, candle making, crocheting, ukulele (which Izuku was weirdly good at), DIY'ing, and magic tricks

Tokoyami joined for the magic tricks and is now super good at it

Denki and Mina can never figure out how he does it and it drives them fukin insane

#class 1a #bnha request #bnha #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #denki kaminari #bakugo katsuki #kirishima #eijirou kirishima #mina ashido #hagakure #tooru hagakure #tokoyami #tokoyami fumigake #shoto todoroki #sero hanta #momo yaoyorozu #ochako #ochako urakara

[kalmiaclown]

I don't know if its just a me-thing but I feel absolutely fucking pissed when people assume that aroace people are complete shut-ins who don't give a shit about their appearance just because they "aren't trying to impress anybody". Like????? Shut! Up!! Please!!! I love dressing up to express myself, I like feeling pretty, and usually people can get a better read for who I am as a person when I dress up and like to make conversation with me (an I fukin lov makin friens Damn It!!!!!!!!!) like I 100% understand not every aroace person is like this obvi, but the next time an aro/acephobe says that I'm only dressing up for attention I'm going to eat through a brick wall.

#aroace #aromantic #asexual #aromantic ramblings #rambles #rant post #personal rant #rant #sorry for the aggressiveness btw i went through an irritating interaction today

[mellozheist]

Aw man sorry about the cringe ppl mello :(

I think ur art is so cool n I’m happy seeing ur content n if abyone isn’t it’s legit so easy to just. Not look at it. And fukin leave. Like :/

Were just all vibing here w our silly little ships and silly little interactions and silly little block men n if they break in w full awareness that we r just vibing n don’t like what they see an throw a fit then that’s on them o7777

Anyways lol ty for being so awesome literally mellloooo :)))) /pos

- Deceased Anon

Thank you Deceased Anon

I'm handling stress from Twitter a lot better now so They don't affect me much

Way back last month The anxiety got the best of me I started crying thinking about whether I should quit this fandom or not but I know there are still lots of lovely ppl and I shouldn't let the toxic ppl get in my head

I'm really thankful for all the lovely ppl who reminded me that I'm loved and That makes me stronger every day :)

Thank you for sticking around, vibing with me and spread positivity

You guys mean a lot to me

#askmelloz

[vaguely-yandere]

WAAAH IM SO SORRY FOR SPAMMING YOU 24/7 BUT SENSITIVE YAN HAS MY HEART SOUL AND MIND

Like—

Imagine a darling in uni who’s super artistic and spiritual, like crystals, pottery, poetry, painting, yoga, and meditation, and super friendly. But nobody really hangs out with them since they’re kinda an odd duck. They don’t fit in with any cliques- but that’s okay! Plants can replace friends, easy.

And poor sensitive yan shares a dorm with a them. Queue the first day, artsy darling just moved in, they knock on sensitive yan’s door.

“Hello! I’m your new dormmate. Here, I made this for you!”

They hold out a bunch of some homemade stuff, may it be cookies or something else. Yan’s face reddens as they whimper, trying so, so hard not to make a reaction. (It doesn’t work.)

Slowly, they reach their hand to accept the gift. Darling’s fingers brush theirs and they have to stifle a loud moan, their eyes grow like saucers and they yank their hand back and slam the door. The next time they’re seen, different pants are worn.

Or better yet, artsy darling wakes up early in the morning to work out in the living room. Sensitive yan gets to watch them from the safety of their room. They’re entranced by how fluid every movement is, by the small beads of sweat from their brow, by the soft grunts that sound almost lewd if sensitive yan focuses hard enough. There’s already wet spots in their pants from the multiple orgasms that happen every time the racing thoughts circle back to darling.

Omg, what about the pottery thing? Darling gives yan their number and through tons of messages, yan somehow finds themself learning pottery. Alone. With darling. It’s so hard for them. Darling touched that clay! It’s indirect hand-holding!!

Eventually, darling realizes that yan is having difficulty shaping the clay. Ignoring yan’s panicked and erratic breathing, they place their hands on top of yan’s and huddle closer. Yan squirms, moans, and tenses up, catching the attention of darling. Yan lets their hands fall with wide eyes and looks over at darling. They’re looking back equally surprised, but tbh kinda into it. Yes they playfully tease from so forth, like wearing revealing clothes while working out or showering with the door really wide open and the curtains not closed <3

-Sincerely, nonnie

THATS MY FUKIN JAM BABYYYYY!!!!!!!

eccentric darling who knows what theyre doing when they walk around the apartment in just their underwear, when they barely wear anything while working out (and pretend not to notice when theyre sweaty clothes go missing), who go to shower afterwards and leave the door open and the curtains as well, washing the sweat off of their tired body and well, while theyre there, they might as well relieve a different type of tension by masturbating, loud and obvious, moaning and panting with sensitive yan just on the other side of the door, desperately trying to keep their eyes from crossing so they can fully appreciate their darlings beauty. darling will find any excuse to touch or tease yan, smirking when they shudder or involuntarily moan out loud.

the idea of darling touching themselves and/or using toys with their bedroom door open, pretending to be completely unaware that yan is watching them like a fucking hawk is just so hot!! i love this idea so much!!

#nonnie darling #sensitive yandere #asks #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere smut #yandere x y/n

[redraven3093]

Catching up with Philza QSM Vod

July 21

WAKE CHAYANNE YOU WILL DIE IF U DON’T DO YOUR MISSIONS OMG PLS

“I’ll stay Alive dad” he says as he did ZERO MISSIONS- lol he did just be Cucurucho all week

“bad lookn SO HOT” QSMP had change him omg

??was Dapper talking to Bad’s Chat??-oh yes he did!!

PHIL NO D:<

“I can be MORE of a shit head”

YES make a new Weapon- cause apparently yours are trash according to Etoiles

Ohh new music- its nice :D

the Dorime song is a copy right one good to know

?? who ruin the old man’s lawn??

CHAYANNE IM GLAD TO SEE YOU KIDO WE MISS YOU

“im not dead yet” he lied

Omg its Tallulah lol- PHILZA PLS THE 4th wall was just fixed u cant break I on first day

Selective literacy of course

POG to Tallulah for trying to roleplay Chayanne she is such a trooper

Yes that so crazy yes yes

Tubbo raid hello

Disclaimer : NOT CHAYANNE

Ohh a forbidden block?- oh don’t you dare play dirty Challulah

Omg PHIL pls these kids have a life

YAY EARLY BIRB STREAM - Omg Tallulah is ALSO ONE OF THE CROWSS??

Ohh MOVIE night?

Safety first before adventure

Aww but Phil think about the AEISTHETIC for your Angel of Death thing- SEE you got ALL the Materials

Godamn those hips- PHILZA PLS

Lol the kids alredy have them

I mean Etoiles was Right your gears was quite shit

Thanks Tubbo

LUCKY DUCKS YEAHH

Ah yes of course “chayanne” did not know Phil adopted her- PHIL PLS THE SONG

Oh god they do that back then?

Challulah update time

Oh the French national day?- ohh Horses- you guys did WHAT to Foolish??- and you Guys become him??-  Kelp didn’t help oh no-  mean he did ask for it- of Course Tallulah will know better.

Xoxox gossipgirl

Of course you are Chayanne kiddo we all believe you

 Ohh new plant pet- RAINBOW??GLAS??- oh no they can get damage now??

Yeah aint that crazy she is with u guys in spirits

Oh god

Love that Phil’s threat was not an attempt at harm but his rage and ire

Oh fuck that Nightmare – ah FUCK CHALLULAH

OH HEY THE BRAZILLIANS

HEY RICHA BABY HOW ARE YOUU

Hey MIKE hii PAC and AYEPIERRE

Oh no the wither

Oh no why are u guys sayog sorry??- omg are they BRIBING HIM???

LOL THEY DID-LMAO they are so Funny- OMG PAC AND MIKE is so FUKIN Awsome

AWW YES THE WEIRD GRAPLING THINGY

Omg pierre don’t do that

BAD MADE THAT NEW BUILDING 2 DAYS AGO?

Yeah Etoiles was so Great

Opp Challulah?- ah forbidden space ok

Huh so the Lucky blocks have a cool down time? – holly that is long

Ah of course Fit will find a way to go around it

“don’t do illegal things in front of the eggs” Philza warns him “some of them have more power than you”, Pierre smiled warily “yes” he agree easily as he  lock eyes with the young egg Infront of him “ especially you”

Pierre where the fuq are we??-  YEY FLASH LIGHT

OMG it’s a DRILL

Diamond termites? Oh of course you want them Challulah

Cute and Deadly the perfect baby

Yu cant put your near death encounter at the end Challulah you’ll just put him more into a paranoia

It is true

Lol Chayanne pls you have no additional life anymore

DON’T SULK- oh now you trying to be cute eh?- he’s being a brat.

THAT IS A GOOD QUESTION THE KID SHOULD HAVE FLOAT ON WATER ALL THE TIME

LOL HOME

TALLULAH NOOO- LOL 4th wall GONE- oh Tallulah got new PC nice :D

Whats with the fence?- Reddit /architect

Reject the gay/j

Ohhh she plans ey?- a diagram?- YESS

Ohh YES

Omg that would be SO COOL

Aww thanks BAD and Dapper

He is such a good kid-

Oh wait oh no shit Tallulah would die- lol I could hear Kristin on background.

O yah this is goig to be so cool

MOVIE NIGHTT

Lol there is no going back now

Hi again Pierre

HI bad

Yeah you sleepy little shit- HAH clingy- SINGLE FATHER ARC lets GOO

I think Richa have the most parents I think

Dapper IS crazy- lol-

“They LISTEN to YOU”

YEAH the Cinema is fuked

Oh OMG CHAY- imean CUCURUCHO- but lets be Real Chayanne :D

Yeah ya lil shit

Opp where to go kiddo?

Omg bad pls nooo

Oh no Challulah voided- eh?

YEAH WORK OUT TIMEE

HI JAIDEN

Cucurucho the fuk?- hey no CHEATING-

HAH GET PRANKED- oh hey Chayanne- lol Kritin

Woah2 Cucurucho chill-  Cucurucho u know Phil can just teleport

Ungay him Phill

Oh hey Foolish

OMG you two- BBH and Foolish is such riot

AWW Preety :D

“a two year old Gunned me down before” foolish says

oMG you all killed me- Chayanne noo

“KELP DIDN’T HELP”

??- omg Foolish Noo- OOOOHHH the Teather is shiny now

Ballon oh you can bumb in to them

POPCORN-NOOOO0- no Jaiden

Hi Pomme

HI WALTER BOB

YEAHHH POP CORNN

Ohh GIFT

Lol the Barbie posters – omg you can put the ballon in the box- Ballon for Chayanne

Retail  Philza – Barbie ticket is gone – good lord he sound so used to it.

OH CHOKY MILK

Oh hey Walter- TICKETS –

FOOLISH WTF??

Hey Cellbit.

“im A bby gurll”

MOVIE TIMEE- yeh get the ballon – YOOO

Oh what happened to Walter?- oh yeh poor guy need to get out-MOVIEMOVIEMOVIE

cant fit all of it sadge

#don't mind me #qsmp #headcannons #qsmp eggs #qsmp philza #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #qsmp cucurucho #qsmp live blogging #qsmp liveblog

[xiaoluclair]

hello okay i've seen you reblog 4433 posts so this is my invite for you to go fully incoherent rambling about why you love 4433 pretty please?

okay so i sure as hell ain't a vet but i Am intrigued invested enamored hopelessly sinking and it goes like This:

ONE. racer4racer ruthless4ruthless champion4champion. yall heard lewis talk about booing?? it just fuels me 💪💪. yall heard max? i'll just take my trophy home and they can have a nice evening ☺️. the objective energies are a SPECTRUM apart. but then you look a little deeper and Yeah, that's. thats a champion there and champion there.

alexa play monza 2021 silverstone 2021 jeddah 2021 interlagos 2022. in other words: racing other people?? yeah, fine. Can Do, no Problemo. racing each other? explosion Noises.

i.e. u know the phrase Opposites Attract? well. Yeah . onto

TWO. Opposites! e.g. Agendas (for lack of a better word.) max will kneel, will speak when spoken to. but give that kid the choice and he aint sayin a word. he is there to Race and have Laffs why u askin me about my political stance on cheese 🙄😒. lewis on the other more vocal hand Will Speak Out. prbly maybe it traces back to their childhoods, but im not getting into that Particular thing bc its too heavy for this and im not about to make it into a joke, So. yeah, the way they view their own Purpose within fame, the way max Wouldnt bc he thinks hes too small, insignificant in worldwide change, doesnt believe he can do Much for those larger social issues, then lewis doing so many things bc he might not alter the globe singlehandedly but he wants to be part of that smth Bigger. and no that is Not me saying max doesnt have a heart or doesnt want to help bc we've seen him raise donations and be Kind and condemn people for their shitiness. i just think, Opposites.

keeping with the seriousness: yall ever seen max wear smth not white and jeaned other than his racesuit and swim trunks?? MAYBE i can give him the singular fucking bowtie. lewis? ur catchin him suckin of the w14 before u catch him in that shit (Affectionate).

and to their hearts: both of them, who race to win, to be the fastest, to take home the trophy, to feed that fire as it burns on the track, to make their fathers proud. and then: lewis, who lives with faith, who races with God, who want to break records. max, who lives against superstition, who races with gut, who wants to rest. so Yeah. Opposites.

nYway,

THREE. i realize i havent actually touched much on their actual Dynamic HEE, so like. theyre fukin . miscroscope-worthy. in that they should be Studied. intently. i Cant with the whole, the whole Thing they have like. yeah no theyre not Best Buds or anythin but they Have been amicable. acquaintances. Rivals. and there is no fucking way im feeling Nuthin about two men racing with the Sole Focus of beating the other. first, thats 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈YYY!!! second, that is Everything. who tf is feeling what either of them are feeling going into abu dhabi 21. who Else is putting down his visor knowing its Make or Break. who else is sinking into their cockpit pulling up at the starting line exhaling into their helmet as they watch the lights go out knowing its Now. its there, for Me or Him. its pinned in the center of Us right in the middle, could tip either way. who else, if not each other???? who ELSE I ASK!! also when tf did it happen before that two f1 title rivals went into the final race on equal points??? once?? idk but the Point is, theres two fuckin people (or close to) in the entire World who've been There, only one person who knows how you couldve truly Felt in ur Soul, hands on the steering wheel foot on the gas, has felt it too and hes sitting to ur left, takin a fuckin selfie of u both like sum social media Diva. smfh.

FOUR! they Actually get along???? like ik to some poople theyre tryna Kill each other 25/8 but dawg i think about tom sharing that lil story abt max asking lewis about his hair all the fucking Time its so Unhealthy i need More. n less often but still deserves Stage Time: lewis saying This Guy, this Fucking guy, and max calling him out on it right there on the podium. lewis showing max shit on his phone, makin him goddamn Giggle. the two of them just Joking Around, idk i think its Sweet. that they Can be okay, yknow, even with all the head to head (head 👀) shit they drove each other to in 21.

FIVE: the misc things! i.e. theyre no1s theyve both fucking Dominated the field. who else has on the current grid, i hear? No Fucking one. only Them. i.e. i think there is so much Potential. ik theyre so Different almost polar arctic antarctic north south but it warms my heart sm when theyre together Because of that. i.e. ik this post doesnt read quite so Shippy as it couldve but idk they make me feel More than that in a way bc theyre just so. Apart. and when they come together, it feels Monumental. plus the absolute Dawg the Cunt the 🧎🧎🧎 they can fit into a single photo:

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Yeah .

#if u had ur head in the gutter with one of those last sentences get it Out #xiao: waffle #waffle: mv1.lh44 #zhalia my beloved #3344 #4433 #Anyway . time to go Life #theres prbly More btw but i just #haha cant Think

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Jockbull Summer Week 5 Set A (11/12/23-17/12/23)

Model Used is Tsonghan Wu

1.

This week was..disappointed in terms of actual progress towards the goal. I kept having Pushup days fall on Days where i was training chest. So there’s been no increase in the max because i didn’t even hit the max this week. I did however attempt to integrate a different mode of reaching the new maximums where i do it in sets starting small and then aiming for the final set to be 40+. But idk, i think just going one and done has seen the best overall increase. Gotta get back on track.

2.

Nil on this front save for the comps i’ve already got going. I did also rope my best friend of a decade into the push up comp and he is already on my heels after a week which makes me really proud but also really pissed.

3.

The Item for this week is another shirt. I threw this out because i realized that i have to pay more attention to my colour scheme if i want to get my aesthetic on point. This is another cheapo, over-sized Grey sweatshirt. That dull grey just washes me out. It’s not a shade that speaks of distinction, but blandness. I have an alternate to it that's in black and I think that one looks a lot better on me despite being the same type of shirt. That said, I may regret having chucked this one when winter finally rears its ugly head again. But its summer and we vibe.

4.

Dewds, this one is like so fukin fun rite? Like i feel so godamn Chad when i’ve got this voice goin. I had like an hour long convo with my brah @jocksupremacy an like i know duder was getting chubbed up listenin to me. I even like tranced the fuck outta him just with the voice. It was super rad.

5.

If you would have told me that hypnosis would be a major plot point in this hot man fighting anime i would have laughed in your face. And after seeing exactly how it manifests I’d laugh even harder.

6.

Kind of funny but the day after i wrote the stuff about over-thinking the approach to new dudes, I went and just did the thing. Dude i’ve seen around suuuper regularly. He’s never seemed to grow all that much but his strength is fucking impressive. Crazy Prs. Name’s Henry and he’s going into Uni next year. Stuck between a Compsci and an Engineering degree which frankly is what everyone seems to be getting into here. Seems cool as hell, disarmingly broey voice.

#jockbull summer #JBS #Jock #Bull

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Part 2 of jumanji!steddie. Had a hard time deciding if Eddie should be in the trailer and I'm also trying to see which kids should be the two kids in the movie but I'm thinking Eddie gets a house. Idk fukin plot convenience. I make the rules

Eddie slumps in his house. It's a decent size. Too rich for his blood but the pride of his father so, whatever. He might just pack a bag and stay with his uncle tonight. The thought of seeing his parents right now sends a familiar ache in his chest. He sets the game on the table in their living room. "Eddie? Are you home?" The voice of his mother scares him and he jumps to hide the board under the couch. "Uh.. yeah. Yeah mom, I'm home!"

He scrambles up to meet her outside in the hall. Hoping that she won't think to go in the living room and see what new thing he dragged in the house. It wasn't until she was grabbing his face and gasping, that he remembered the cuts and bruise he had. Her frightened and worried face was nearly worse than his father's stern disappointment.

He brushed her hands off his face. "I'm ok mom, really." "Was it that Billy again? I told you to stay away from him!" Eddie scoffed and pulled away. "Trust me. I did not ask for this." His mother rolled her eyes. "Well look, dinner is on the table. Your father and I are going out tonight." She pauses and grits her teeth. "He.. hasn't seen these yet has he?" Eddie shakes his head. She nods a small curt thing. "Probably for the best. He has some good news for you!"

The 'good news' was his father was sending him to boarding school. Eddie almost lost his mind. The pain from his face, the stark realization that his father just didn't want him around, and his mother's refusal to take any side made him make up his mind. He was going to run off. Meet up with his uncle and try his damndest to live with him. Anything was better than here. At least Wayne would want him around.

His parents slammed the door shut behind them and Eddie ran upstairs to pack just enough to get him through the week. Some comics, snacks, a couple of clothes and magazine with the coolest guitar he'd ever seen. He wanted it for Christmas but his parents were strict about noise pollution. Whatever that meant.

He ran up to the front door and swung it open to see Steve Harrington standing there looking probably as surprised as Eddie felt. "Um. Hi." Steve smiled and Eddie felt almost all of the day's worries just melt away. It was amazing what that smile could do to him. "I uh got your bike for you." Steve pointed to the mess of wires and basically scrap metal hanging together by a prayer and bubblegum. "Steve you can't be here. If Billy finds out, I'm dead!"

Steve huffs and walks in anyway, dragging the bike behind him. "Billy and I are done. He's so weird. He's jealous about everything. Besides. You're my friend. I'm allowed to have friends." Eddie closes the door behind him, trying to come up with a way to get objectively the prettiest boy in the state out of his house. What has his life come to? Steve looked at Eddie. "Did Billy do that?" Steve bit his lip. "I'm sorry. I'll talk to him in the morning." Eddie waved his hands. "No no no! I'm good! Besides I don't want him getting pissed. Again."

Steve walked up to him and looked at the small suitcase in Eddie's hand. He looked like he was going to say something but they both shrieked when a loud drumming interrupted them. Eddie recognized it and ran over to the board. Steve slid next to him and Eddie opened up the board to see a small game. Four home places and a small glass dome in the middle with paths winding between them. Steve picked up two pieces. An elephant and a bat. "Cool minis!" Eddie gushed and only winced a little at Steve's face.

"Nerd." Steve chuckled and Eddie played with his lip trying not to blush. Steve went to smack his hand off before it could bleed again and dropped the pieces by accident. They spun and went to the home spaces. Steve grabbed Eddie's hand, he just squeezed it and Steve took a steadying breath.

Oh we go baybee I'm so excited to finish the next part but I'm very sleepy (it's 1 am and I'm like 60 years old it's time to honkshoomimimimi)

#stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie x steve