DUDE WAIT. does this mean you can write Soup x Mcnasty because literally AHHHHH (it's fine if you don't. I'll probably write some myself because I am starving for content of them)
abso-fucking-lutely, please if y’all are gonna req anything go for goons more im begging you i love them sm
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most nights always ended like this. dallas and eric, sprawled across one of their beds, saying the dumbest shit they could possibly think of.
eric lightly nudged dallas when he had another one, grinning at the boy. “liquid meat hanger.”
it sent dallas into a fit of giggles, nearly rolling over onto his side. “liquid meat hanger?”
eric laughed too, looking back up at the ceiling and waited for a response.
dallas was quick with his, almost no hesitation whatsoever. “baby balloon curtains.”
eric laughed harder at that one. “baby balloon curtains? what is that, curtains made out of balloons that say ‘it’s a boy’ or ‘it’s a girl’?”
dallas nearly snorted with his laughter. “dude, i don’t fuckin’ know.”
meanwhile, outside of the room, nelson was trying to figure out what the fuck he was hearing. “matt, are they having like, strokes in there?” he asked when his friend was starting to pass him in the hallway.
matt stopped and listened for a second before sighing and shaking his head. “sadly, no. they just do that on a daily basis.”
“im pretty sure they’ve been going for like, 2 hours now.”
“i wouldn’t be surprised,” matt sighed again. “but hey, who are we to judge a couple of retards?”
nelson started to laugh and then walked away with matt, leaving the two in their room to continue their night.
So, a week of tweed has been completed, what next? I thought I’d do some denim now. No Canadian tuxedos here, more an airing for my hybrid leanings, mixing all my favourite style groups. Jacket @misterfreedom Shirt @indigoandgoods Jeans @companiondenim Boots @mcnastyofficial (at Tønsberg, Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu3u1RchLSK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=mijl2qme3so9