#just a random idea I had

[abandonedpie]

A place to relax

#osomatsu-san #osomatsu san #ichimatsu #karamatsu #iromatsu #18!ichimatsu #18!karamatsu #yanagita #piedraws #comic #finally finished this #it was one panel away from completion for almost two months oof #unsatisfied with a lot of it but oh well! #finished not perfect #and I do like how some of it turned out #gave up on my plans of formatting it into actual pages #“short comic” I said. well. it's a oneshot #just a random idea I had #hope you like it :)

[willows-woes]

victor spring and michelle holden. they're both trans.

#tori spring #michael holden #solitaire alice oseman #trans #just a random idea i had #< during english class

[coffehbeans]

Imagine a world where superpowers exist, but borrowers also exist as a hidden race, and just like humans, they too can get powers.

So there's this one borrower with super strength capable of lifting humans and heck, even entire buildings if you want more power scale

#g/t #giant/tiny #g/t prompt #g/t prompts #just a random idea I had

[crizztelcb]

I want to take a furby and trun it into a kwami

#just a random idea i had #miraculous ladybug #mlb #kwamis #furby #miraculous #crizztel rambling

[loki-is-my-kink-awakening]

I was wondering if anyone would be interested in hearing what fics I've read and what I liked about them? I could do a monthly round up, make it a fic rec thing.

#just a random idea i had #fanfic #fic recs

[nkjemisin]

ID: Photo of a street corner; cars are parked on one side, and buildings on the other. Centered is a large cherry tree in full bloom, covered in pink blossoms, lit from behind by the sun.

Already posted this on Bluesky, and I like it so much you get to see too. I don't usually take good photos. That's mostly bc I'm a) too cheap and lazy to bother keeping up with the latest tech, and b) too slow on the draw to catch good shots. I always get entranced by the ephemeral moment, start thinking the kind of weird-ass thoughts that sometimes lead to novels, and then I remember to grab my cellphone ten minutes later. Anyway, this is with a Samsung Galaxy S22, portrait mode. And I got lucky.

#such a beautiful day I had to walk #the air smelled so fresh somehow #there are sakuras like this all over Bedstuy #just random like sprinkles #I have no idea why #just brooklyn things

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

He's been at Steve's house a week before he manages to gather up the courage to ask.

He shuffles into the living room, Steve's old slippers on his feet, Steve's old pajamas hanging off him. He'd lost weight in the hospital. And hadn't gained much back yet, still in too much pain to really have an appetite. But this, it needed doing. He needed it done.

"Steve?" He asks, throat clicking, voice scratchy from underuse. Steve looks away from the tv immediately, hits the mute button, eyes wide and on Eddie.

"Hey. You okay?" He asks, turning his whole body on the couch, towards Eddie, giving him his full attention.

Eddie just nods. Slowly. His eyes going unfocused, staring at the floor.

"Eddie?" And Steve's in front of him now, he hadn't even heard him get up.

"Hmm?" He hums in his throat, eyes still feeling foggy.

"Did you need something?" Steve asks, Eddie's eyes focus, the concern in Steve's voice bring him back into his body. He looks at Steve, nods, says,

"I need you to cut my hair." His lip trembles, he digs his teeth in.

"You... what?" Steve's confused. Rightfully so. Eddie swallows around the fire in his throat, tries to explain it to Steve. This thing he can barley figure out himself. Has a half formed idea at best. He wipes at his nose with the back of his hand, Steve steps a little closer.

"It's just- it keeps- I keep laying on it. And it... pulls. And I'm sleeping and it pulls and I wake up and I can't breathe and it's-" he inhales, sharp and shakey and then Steve is there, his hands on Eddie's shoulders.

"Okay. It's okay. I'll do it. Whatever you want Ed's." He pulls Eddie upstairs, into his bathroom. Stands with him in front of the mirror, scissors in hand.

"Where do you want it?" Steve asks, his eyes meeting Eddie's in the mirror. Eddie takes a deep breath, brings his hand up, winces at the pull on his ribs but keeps going.

"Above my shoulders. But like... I wanna still be able to tuck it behind my ears?" He's not sure why it comes out as a question, but Steve just nods, Eddie sees his lips twitch into the start of a smile before dropping again. He reach up, drags his fingers genlty through Eddie hair.

His stomach sinks, his hair is gross. He hasn't washed it in days. Too tired. Too much pain. Too much effort.

"Sorry my hair's gross." He mumbles, lips barley moving.

"It's not. It's fine." Steve assures him, his voice soft, sections out a small lock of hair, he looks at Eddie in the mirror again.

"You're sure about this?" He asks, he looks sad. Eddie hates it. But also doesn't. Because it means Steve sees him, understands him, and how important his hair is to him.

But it doesn't matter right now. That his hair is a peice of him, a peice of the Eddie he'd built to keep himself safe. A peice of his armor.

"I'm sure. Please." He isn't begging, exactly, but his hands fist in his pajama pants, and it feels like it anyway.

"I'm gonna go just above your shoulder at first okay? And then if you want more off we can do that." Steve waits for Eddie to agree and then starts cutting.

Eddie closes his eyes when the scissors sink through his hair. Keeps them closed as Steve works. He stops a few cuts in and tells Eddie to wait there. Eddie sits on the toilet seat as he waits for Steve to come back.

He brings a radio with him, clicks in one of the tapes Eddie made him, and gets back to work. Eddie's eyes stay closed. He finds himself smiling as he listens to Steve hum behind him. Scrunches his nose when Steve full on sings a few times.

Not because he's bad. He's got a really nice voice actually. Eddie loves listening to him sing. But if he didn't scrunch his face he might to do something else instead, something stupid, with Steve so close.

It only takes a couple songs before Steve's hands are on his shoulders, gentle, reassuring, an anchor.

"Okay. It's done. Or at least. Might be. I can take more off if you need me too." His voice is soft in Eddie's ear, Eddie can feel the heat of his chest on his back he's so close.

He opens his eyes and feels his heart flutter in his chest. His head swimming a little. His hair hadn't been this short since junior year. He can see Steve watching him in the mirror.

"Good?" He asks, dragging his lip into his mouth and letting it go again.

"I think so." Eddie says, feeling a bit dazzed, a bit dizzy. And then Steve fucking reaches up with both hands, tucks Eddie's hair behind his ears genlty, his fingers moving down his neck to rest back on his shoulders.

"I could take another inch. It'd still fit behind your ears." Steve's eyes are moving over his head, like he's doing some complex math equation. Eddie wants to cry. His chest tight.

"Okay. Take it." He says, Steve's eyes move to his in their reflections again.

"Yeah?" Steve asks, reaching up and smoothing his hand over Eddie's hair. Eddie nods.

"Yeah. One more inch." He breathes the words out, like he just needs them gone, out of his mouth. Steve smiles at him, untucks his hair from his ears and starts cutting again.

Eddie watches him this time. Watches the way his tongue sticks out as he concentrates, measuring Eddie's hair between his fingers before he cuts. His tongue peaking out between his lips, brow furrowed in concentration.

Eddie watches him and tries to convince himself he actually wanted it shorter. And maybe he did. But he knows too, that he didn't want Steve to stop touching him. Steve's eyes meet his in the mirror and he smiles again. Eddie looks away. His cheeks burning.

"Okay. You're done Munson." His voice is teasing, it makes Eddie's stomach flutter.

"Thanks. Harrington." He teases back. Too soft. He knows. But he can't help it. His voice is stuck in his throat. Steve snorts as Eddie turns, takes a step toward the door.

"Actually. Can I-" Steve stops, his hand curling around Eddie's bicep, stopping him there. Eddie looks at him. Waiting.

"Can I wash your hair for you?" Steve asks, his voice quiet, Eddie barely hears it over the radio.

"My...?" Is Eddie's articulate reply.

"Please? It'll make you feel better. I- I think." Steve stammers a bit, always so endearing when he does that. Eddie loves when he's flustered.

"I uh... yeah okay. If you want." Eddie shrugs, tries to act normal. Like any of this is normal. And Steve fucking beams at him, that beautiful smile on full display.

"Okay cool. Just uh... here you can sit here while I get this cleaned up and get a towel and I'll be right back." He's talking fast, his hands flailing and jumping around as he talks. Eddie just nods, smiling at him as he watches him toss Eddie's chopped hair into the trash. Watches him take a lock of it and tie it in a knot, tells Eddie he'll put it somewhere safe. So they'll know when it's fully grown out again.

Steve wipes up the counter and disappears, comes back with two towels a few seconds later. Instructs Eddie to sit on the floor. He sets a towel down for him to sit on and lays the other over the side of the tub.

Eddie lets Steve guide him. His hands gentle as he lowers Eddie's head back over the tub, asks if he's comfortable, Eddie hums an affirmation. Steve makes sure the water is warm, not too hot, because Eddie doesn't like hot water. He gets it perfect. And then starts pouring water onto Eddie's hair.

Eddie's not sure where he got the cup. Or if it was already there for some reason. He means to ask but Steve's fingers sink into his hair and his brain short circuits. The shampoo smells amazing. Minty. It tingles against his scalp in the best way as Steve's fingers move in slow circles.

Eddie's eyes fall closed. He's sure he makes some obscene noise but Steve is kind enough not to comment. His fingers working magic in Eddie's hair. He rinses with warm water, the contrast from the cool minty feeling making Eddie shiver.

He hears Steve laugh a quiet laugh as he does and smiles himself. He hears another bottle pop open and closed and then Steve's fingers are back. Working the conditioner into his hair slowly, massaging it into his scalp as well. His hands moving slowly, with a purpose, for what feels like hours. He pulls back eventually, fingers dragging slowly through Eddie's hair as he goes.

"I'm gonna let that sit for about two minutes and then we'll rinse okay? You doin okay? Not in pain are you?" Steve all but whispers in Eddie's ear. The radio is still playing in the background. But Eddie couldn't tell you a single fucking song that had played since Steve started touching him.

"I'm good. Kinda tired. But that might just be your magic fingers." He peaks one eye open, watches as Steve laughs, shakes his head. He closes his eye again and laughs too. Only it wasn't a joke. Not really. Steve's fingers were magic. Just like the rest of him.

Steve hums along to Queen's Radio Ga Ga as they wait, Eddie tapping out the beat on his thigh as Steve hums and sways. The song ends and Steve scoots closer.

"Ready?" He asks, turning the water back on.

"As I'll ever be." Eddie deadpans, scooting back a bit from where he'd slid down.

"You're not gonna try and put products in my hair and blow dry it are you?" Eddie asks as Steve starts pouring water over him, fingers moving quicker now, moving his hair around to get it clean, he snorts again.

"No. Just wanted to get you clean." He says, pouring one last cup of water over his hair and turning the tap off. He grabs at each side of the towel under Eddie's neck and lifts, pulling Eddie up and wrapping his hair in one smooth motion. Eddie's eyes land on him and he can't help it.

"So my hair was gross. I knew it." He sighs, watches Steve's nose crinkle.

"It really wasn't that bad. But you thought it was. So i figured this would help." Steve shrugged, like it was nothing. Eddie bit his lip as Steve patted and scrunched his hair in the towel, being careful not to pull.

He claps his hands down on his thighs and helps Eddie get back on his feet. Pulls him genlty to stand in front of the mirror again and smiles soflty when Eddie takes the towel off his head and drags his own fingers through his hair.

It's short, leveled at his chin, a little above when he tucks it behind his ears. And he feels... better. Lighter. He shoves his hands up into the back of it, taking a deep breathe when his fingers drag over his neck, it makes him shiver.

"Fuck. I'm gonna be cold now." He mutters, chuckling in his throat, he hadn't thought about that.

"I'll keep you warm." Steve's voice is soft, when he speaks. The tape in the deck clicks and goes quiet as they stare at each other in the mirror.

"I just wanted you to feel better. But I'll gladly keep you warm too. Whatever you need Eddie. I- I mean I'm here. For you. Not goin anywhere." He shrugs after he mumbles through his little confession, his eyes on the floor when he turns to Eddie.

"I feel better." Eddie whispers, bites his lip and decides to be brave.

He steps forward, into Steve's space, Steve lifts his head, hazel eyes darting around Eddie's face. Eddie hears his breath stutter when he leans closer, presses his lips to Steve's cheek, firm.

Wanting no doubt in Steve's mind that Eddie means this. Means to kiss him. Means to pull him into a tight hug after. Means to hum happily into Steve's neck when Steve pulls him close, arms wrapping around Eddie's skinny frame and holding him tight.

"I'm not going anywhere either." Eddie breathes into his shoulder, presses another kiss there, into his shirt, like a promise. Steve squeezes him tighter, Eddie thinks he might be crying. His chest fluttering against Eddie's as he breathes shakily.

"Can I sleep in your bed tonight?" Eddie asks, lets Steve pull away a bit so he can see him. Eddie was right, there are tears in his eyes, but he's smiling as he looks at Eddie.

"Yeah. Course you can. You can sleep there every night if you want. Forever." Steve says, nuzzles into Eddie touch as he wipes tears away from his flushed cheeks.

"Forever huh?" Eddie teases, kissing acoss Steve's cheeks genlty as he laughs, it's wet, and wobbly, and Eddie is so fucking in love with him already.

"Yeah. Forever. Or however long you want me I guess." He shrugs again, dismissive, as if he really thinks Eddie would ever give him up.

"Forever sounds good to me. Not fucking letting you go now I've got you." Eddie whispers, his hands holding Steve's face, Steve's hands on his wrists, holding him too.

"You're gonna keep me forever?" Steve asks, his lip trembling as he looks at Eddie with hope in his teary eyes.

"Forever and ever, if I can." Eddie nods, and it seems to break Steve. He sighs, grabs at Eddie's pajama shirt and tugs him forward. Their lips crash together, a little rough at first, their teeth clicking until Steve seems to calm and slow down. His lips move genlty against Eddie's, soft and slow, and when he pulls back he's smiling again, his crooked little half smile that Eddie loves so much.

Steve scrunches his hair a few more times and then drags Eddie upstairs, gets them both comfy in his bed. And he holds Eddie as they fall alseep, pressing kisses into his hair and against his temple before sleep takes him.

Eddie wakes up warm. Drapped across Steve's chest as the sun hits them. He feels lips press into his hair, smiles when Steve makes exaggerated kissy noises. But he keeps his eyes closed, nuzzles deeper into Steve as he feels his fingers press into his hair.

Eddie hums as they drag through a few times, nimbly untangling rats or snags as they move. He sinks deeper into Steve, his heart fluttering as Steve's hand moves through his hair genlty, scratching at his scalp as he goes, before settling against the back of his neck, his thumb moving in slow cirles against the newly exposed skin.

Eddie whimpers into Steve's chest and snuggles closer, Steve keeping him warm, just like he promised. Eddie couldn't wait to spend forever with him.

#steddie #my writing #mine #my fic #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #Fates Endless Inkwell #fei #just a random little idea i had

[bluerosefox]

CAT Ghost INSTINCTS

Damian comes back to the manor one day with... a new school acquaintance (coughfriendcough) due to the fact they need to work on a school project together and Danny Fenton was the only one in that class that Damian would tolerate to have as a partner.

Everything about the kid seemed normal, heck very normal if a bit shy... or at least that was until the kid suddenly zero focused on a corner of the room and stared at it non blinking. Then after what felt like hours blinked once and returned to normal, chatting away like nothing happened.

....It also doesn't help that Alfred the cat... did the same thing.. at the same time as Danny.

Yeah something is... off about Damian's new friend.

#danny phantom dc #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #batman #blue rambles #crossover #writing ideas #random idea #damian wayne #Tim was the one who saw it happened first #everyone didnt believe him due to the fact he had been awake for nearly 2 days and coffee'd uped #but then later it happens when Damain invites Danny over for dinner a few days later #in the middle of Danny explaining how he and his sister had to stop some reanimated hotdogs from teaming up with some leftover ham #Danny just stops and stares at the doorway for a full min before returning to his story #basically i want Danny to do the cat stare when they see and hear something #he does make a small rumble of 'back off' if whatever he sees is bad though #basically Danny sees Gotham ghosts that aren't strong enough to make themselves be seen #thats all i want #is this silly? #yes #there are ghosts in Wayne manor #and sometimes Lady Gotham appears too cause she loves her knights #Danny starts asking for an extra tea when hes over and leaves it in front of an empty chair #no one knows how the tea gets empty though #when they know no one has touched it #no one not even Alfred can explain how

[himbo-in-limbo]

Second half of that Glamrock Bonnie comic! ✨

(See more below!)

Just GB doing what he dose best (I’m assuming he’d be a demon at bowling idk)

#this was so silly and random #but I just had to draw out this idea #my art #digital art #digital illustration #fanart #glamrock bonnie #comic #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb #security breach au

[nonotoff]

May not feel sexual/romantic attraction but that doesn’t mean we don’t exist

#just a random idea I had idk #asexual #aromantic #aspec #aroace #pride #low quality #legit didn't realize a typo for days lol #zero is an integer #just enjoy it #people enjoyed this wayyyyyyyy more than I expected haha

[hellsitegenetics]

How do you do it….HOW

remove every letter in a text aside from A, T, G, or C -> convert to all caps -> remove spaces and special characters -> use the NIH's nucleotide blast tool -> find a picture of aminal

#asks #the BLAST tool is fun you can just put random shit in there and sometimes you'll get an animal you didnt know existed #i had no idea what european martens even were before that evilmario666 post

[starrysharks]

i like my trad stuff more

#zeno's art #doodles #vocal synths #hatsune miku #ocs #metallic miracle #M1-RA #(that's an oc comic idea i've had on the back-burner for ages) #reassassination #octavia #apologies for the piss lighting but also some of these pages are just ivory #i really think my traditional stuff is better/“looser”. more personality idk #i want you guys to guess the censored word octavia is saying because it sure aint cool guy #also the huh girl is just a random character/warmup idk #nas and korn isiterally the best collab ever i love play me

[etherealyoungk]

why do you love me? - kwon soonyoung

in which you ask soonyoung why he loves you

pairing: soonyoung x reader

warnings: fluff

word count: 600

you stare down at soonyoung, who's kneeling down, his brows furrowed in concentration as his fingers carefully work to tie your shoelaces. it's late, the cold night air making you shudder from the chill even though soonyoung's jacket is draped over your shoulders, and you pull it closer around yourself.

soonyoung looks so concentrated as he ties your shoelace, that cute pout you loved adorning his face. soonyoung was someone so loving, sweet, kind, and passionate. but sometimes you couldn't help but wonder why he loved you. what made him choose to love you? why you?

"why do you love me?", you ask softly and soonyoung's head snaps up upon hearing the question as he looks at you curiously. he thinks for a few moments and smiles at you softly. "do you really want to know?", he asks playfully and you nod your head.

"i love you because you insisted on paying for half of the meal and splitting the bill on your first date. i was so nervous but you made me feel comfortable and be myself. i love you because you held hands with me on our second date and i never told you, but i didn't sleep that night, because my heart kept racing whenever i thought back on the moment", he says, chuckling at his own silliness softly as he stands up and takes a seat next to you on the bench.

his hand gently and reassuringly holds yours, his loving gaze never leaving yours. "and i love you because you always text me good morning and goodnight. i love you because you indulge me, in my silly interests and ideas. i love you because on a hard day, you know just how to cheer me up. i love you because i can be myself with you", he says, all his words warming your heart.

"that's an awful amount of reasons to love me", you tell, holding back the smile that wants to break across your face.

"i could add one reason every day", he says confidently and you give him an 'oh really' look, which ends up with you finally giving in and smiling.

"oh and i forgot", he says, looking serious. "i love you because you're always wearing mismatched socks", he finishes, making you open your mouth to complain. "you swore you wouldn't talk about that, it's embarrassing", you whine and he chuckles.

"i just loose socks, i can't for the life of me keep one matching pair", you tell, frowning. "that's the clumsiest thing about you and i love it", he says proudly, smiling at you. it was the type of smile that made you stop in your tracks, the type of smile that melted your heart, the type of smile that was contagious and wholesome, the type of smile that warmed your heart.

you stand up, holding hands as you walk back home and soonyoung adjusts his jacket on your shoulders before you continue walking. you wrap your arm around his, leaning your weight on his body as you talk.

"don't you want to know why i love you?", you ask softly. he glances at you as you peer up at him. "only if it's more than five reasons", he says, making you snort out a chuckle. and that is how you end up listing all the reasons - all the silly, wonderful, cute, thoughtful, clumsy, adorable and endearing reasons you loved soonyoung for.

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#just a random idea i had and wanted to write! #i wrote this months ago btw just posting it now #skye's writing #k-labels #caratlibrary #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen scenarios #seventeen soft hours #seventeen drabbles #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #svt imagines #svt soft hours #svt scenarios #svt drabbles #svt x reader #hoshi imagines #hoshi fluff #hoshi scenarios #hoshi x reader #soonyoung fluff #soonyoung x reader #soonyoung imagines

[specialagentartemis]

The Odyssey stands the test of time as a story because it latches into the deep storytelling desire within us to go “and then some MORE weird random shit happened”

#tagamemnon #it’s really funny because like. There’s not really a ‘traditional’ narrative structure per se because it predates a lot of those #But it’s not even about a coherent event like the Trojan War either #It’s just. Odysseus Encounters Every Random-Ass Monster And Magical Person In The Aegean #Shenanigans Ensue. People Die Probably #I have to wonder how many of these stories or monster concepts pre-dated the Odyssey as an epic #And later got either attributed to Odysseus or people (or Homer) went ‘oh yeah Odysseus definitely encountered this too’ #‘I had a smart idea for how you could outwit sirens so I’m gonna tell a story about how Odysseus encountered some sirens and did that’ #The Odyssey

[onesidedradiostatic]

TRAGIC NEWS???!!!!! Wasn’t there a “bonus info” graphic (like the Nifty is Straight one) that said Valentino was good at art? We do not see it we do not perceive it the Lucifers Commissions crack thread lives ON

At least in that scenario Vox would be equally pathetic, bugging Val to draw him Alastor pictures or Val drawing pictures for Vox because he knows it will get a reaction

Alternatively, Vox leaning over Val’s shoulder like [sfw edition] “and and and make his tail fluffier. More.” and Velvette looks over “put him in the 2017 winter collection.” vox: “yeah he is a winter. Now give him real messy hair! More! More!!” “Di-she-velled!”

“Chefs fucking kiss Val”

Valentino is likely way too busy to paint a detailed full body alastor though. So Vox would have to outsource

(just. just go to this entire saga for context)

HELP I actually remember hearing that before but I never actually watched the whole video (I literally just click citations on the wiki).

tbf it would also be funny if val himself drew sexy alastor art to placate vox in an argument. he's done it so much he doesn't need to use references anymore. but dw this only applies to VAL so specifically val wouldn't need to commission lucifer after an argument with vox. but it's not like val would ALWAYS be willing to do a fully rendered artwork of alastor. you're right. vox would have to outsource. this is how lucifer's commissions still come into play.

alternatively, like a fool, vox tries his very best to pretend he is actually normal about alastor so he commissions outside sources in secret without consulting the other vees as if they don't already know because it's so obvious. this is where val gets to be the responsible one for once and step in at the monetary loss and just offer to draw for him sexy alastors himself (lucifer already got a lot of money from vox's commissions though)

#ask #osrs.txt #radiostatic #staticradio #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin valentino #valentino #lucifer morningstar #hazbin lucifer #you know I genuinely have no fucking clue how this became a whole thing I WAS JUST PUTTING OUT A RANDOM FUNNY IDEA I HAD #lucifer's commissions saga

[raiiny-bay]

the kids released a new album

#ts4 #simblr #ts4 edit #ts4 render #sims 4 #myedits #AUverse #dhestyn #kelly #ok i actually have things to say about this #FIRST OF ALL this is not what i intended to make when i sat down & started working on the bandAU #i had this big elaborate thing planned & then i realized... i didn't wanna do it. at least. not right now lol #idk why i think everything i make needs to be so elaborate & involved bc it doesn't?? like where did i get that idea from? #i can just make something small & silly sometimes yk #n e way. this is like. one of the kids' albums i guess? my thought is that dhes wrote it/was in charge of it #that's why he's on the cover. #kel writes most of their albums (w help from the others ofc) but dhes really wanted to try writing one & this is what came of it #most of the titles don't actually mean anything. they're just like. random words i thought dhes would use lol #but the first 3 are references to the canonverse #also i originally wanted to have dhes shirtless bc 1. symbolism of like vulnerability? #but also 2. i thought the lighting would look pretty against his skin #BUT he has a death note tattoo right there between his shoulder blades & i just.......... could not take him seriously like that so #he had to keep his clothes on