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gettin my derp on

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"Two pirates on board!"

(Not ship!!!)

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I'M LOVE HIM SO MUCH 🧡🧡🧡

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PLEAAAAASEEEE DUMP ABOUT OLSENWIIIICCKKKKK🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

your wish is my command i adore these stupid faggots

Kirby & Trent 🍰🎬

inhalesssssss

these two are incredibly bonded despite everything.

but they damn sure didnt get off on a good start.

following my personal timeline trent had just broken things off with cornelius. and neither of them were particularly closeted or reserved about their faggotry.

so for a good minute kirby didnt even want to be seen talking to his gay ass at all in case it gave him a Reputation.

by some miracle they started talking, or rather, hurling insults at eachother thanks to trent spilling punch on kirby at the jock's halloween party.

the jocks love hosting shitass parties for a number of stupid reasons, you see. and trent likes getting wasted.

after a rough encounter at the punch bowl the two continued taunting eachother every time they made eye contact.

for entirety of one whole week, at least. then trent decided 'hey he's kinda cute when he's angry'

and so began the incredibly arduous task of: flirting with kirby until he stops yelling slurs (and throwing hands).

thankfully this Also took about a week and they moved onto just mumbling slurs inbetween smooches because of how insanely, well, sexually frustrated they were.

these teens are fucking insane but thats just how bullworth is.

trent then worked up the nerve to ask him on an actual date, kirby begrudgingly agreed, jimmy busted them while getting on pinky's good side, aaand trent got his ear chewed off for it.

they fought about kirby's whole internalized homophobia at this time cause he damn sure wasnt the only faggot in school.

(and it was really getting under trent's skin because he was practically hatecrimed out of his last relationship)

they weren't technically boyfriends at that point due to kirby's insistence. but it felt like a breakup all the same.

they got back together at the jock's christmas party though. something something 7 minutes in heaven i dont know and i dont want to particularly put much thought into that.

point being shit was messy for a hot minute but trent showed kirby things about himself he could Not ignore.

so he wanted to try again with him. and this time he chilled out on practically Hating the guy he was macking on.

trent also cooled it with how, well, Bold he could be. actually made an effort to not embarrass kirby in public and whatnot.

things had to be lowkey in order to not be harassed of course.

but trent's mere presence was enough to turn kirby's ears pink sometimes.

in the bleachers, across the cafeteria, walking down the street, etc.

and god help him when they're paired up in class.

kirby loved the rush all the same though. and trent just found him fuckin incredible if i'm frank.

trent spoke highly of him to his friends, and sometimes just outright dragged them to see kirby on the field or in the arcade absolutely killing it on DDR.

they were much more forward in private of course, even if kirby was incredibly slow to open up about most of his interests and genuine self.

trent helped with that from the start; showing him how to be authentic and happy with himself.

same as all actors allow others to Reflect on their performances.

and over time kirby started to see through trent's own act.

grounded him, tried keeping him sober, etc.

if he had to keep it real and face his own reality, well, so did trent.

and honestly kirby wasnt a fan of the concept of getting shitfaced in general. didnt smoke, seldom drank, didnt huff anything.

that being said trent and him Did bake some edibles once or twice.

split one, went to the movies again, trent got shushed by old people several times because he wouldnt stop rambling.

now That was a fun time.

experimenting with formatting, hope this isnt Awful to read thru lol. also fun fact i hate spotify but i hate youtube links more.

[hc masterpost]

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Омг стоп что это Дреба 😎🤏🕶😳

faggotiny

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saw this on twitter and instantly thought of them😭

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edit req i got yall

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Hi friends

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Ok

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This guy*

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Eleanor before bed so nice of jimmy to lend his hoodie to her

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They tusslin' (click for better quality)

+ my fav crops

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boys

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deal

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i dont really see jocks genderbends around

admin(Me) doesnt accept jocks as cheerleaders genderbends propaganda theyd still play football and kill rveryone

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Roleplay of Bully: “Ruth’s Manipulation”

“Snake biting it’s closest neighbor”

Ruth and Pinky, along with a few other girls decided to gave a girls night out in the Class Representative’s dorm. The sounds of Runaround Sue by Dion echoed through out Ruth’s bedroom, girls giggled and laughed and danced around in their pajamas, talking about schools, boys, their boyfriends or troubles along with some fancy cheesecake supplied by Ruth and other pastries. Elvis was playing, one of the girls Christy Martin spoke aloud and said she needed to leave and go get sodas and the never have I have I ever game cards. Some other girl had to go to the restroom, others went out to see if Mrs.Peabody was around. There left Pinky and Ruth alone.

“You know Ruth, your dorm room is so much better than the rest of ours.”, Pinky said as she laid on Ruth’s slik satin purple sheets, she glanced at the girls table stand, there was a purple Bible, some lavender tulips and a vintage decorum lamp. Pinky glanced at many of the bookshelves which were filled with Shakespeare books, along with classics. It was like she was at a hotel. Ruth without Pinky’s notice rolled her eyes and spoke sighing, “Yes, this is what get when you work hard..”, her southern doll accent, sounded like honey, even if she was insulting someone. Pinky spoke, “Oh don’t get me started, Derby was getting in a hissy fit a girl could just kick his ass in Mock trial…” she slurs her words in a daze. Ruth looked down on to her almond naturally long length nails, adoring her view to her own face in her vanity.

“Well, you know men— can’t stand to see a woman do better than them….typical.”

“He’s just has a lot going on..”

“I’m sure he does…”

They stopped talking. Ruth realized her words sounded cold. She then quickly decided to change the subject, “You know…I’ve have been have a hard day myself…ever since I joined the soccer team, I’ve been getting stabbed left and right. I feel like no one is really gets me. Ya know?” Pinky then spoke tilting her head facing Ruth’s backside, seeing how her silk pajamas wrapped around her tall body, how did this so called middle class girl have it all? She was an enigma to her. Pinky then spoke, “I don’t think your what people say you are…”

“What? What do you mean?” Ruth stops looking at herself then starts to eye Pinky in the mirror, not choosing to face her. Pinky grabbed her knees and sighed, “Mandy says you’re a whore… but I don’t believe that…I think she she’s just mad people found out about her a Jason.” Ruth looked down at the lace which was draped on her vanity, she was still cold. Even in the eyes. Ruth then spoke, “I’m a virgin, I can’t be a harlot— she the one who’s been two timing men…” Ruth catches her tone of voice, she paused a swallowed, a stream of silence coursed through the air. pinky then slid her hands onto the smooth bed, “Ruth, you know Mandy is just a little out of touch.” When Ruth heard that, she wanted to laugh, out of touch? Pinky to Ruth was just like Mandy, out of touch…she sighed and tried to find her brush, she still felt cold. Real cold.

“You know…I wish I could understood Wiles, I mean, it takes a lot to be mean, head cheerleader and be caught in such a scandal…doesn’t make sense..”

“Maybe she wants attention.”

“She gets enough attention, not to mention she’s..really mean. She’s said things about Lola, Joetta, me and you-

“Wait, what?”

Ruth eyes widened and thought about her words. How this can be done in her favor? She feigns a gasp and turned to face pinky, “Oh don’t listen to me, just forget it— ugh I’m so idiotic when I’m talking— it’s fine, like you said…she’s just misunderstood…or whatever.”

“No, Ruth you can tell me.” Pinky sat up from Ruth’s bed looking as if she will die if Ruth wouldn’t tell her. Ruth eyes glanced to the left before she turns back to face the mirror and muttered, “Gossiping is a sin, ya know…I wasn’t in the right state of mind, do know I am terribly sorry..” Pinky stiffened her back and exclaimed, “No, it’s fine tell me.” A long reign of silence followed, Ruth sighed and decided to speak , “Okay, but just know..I’m only saying this for your best interests, you’re a pretty girl Gauthier, not dumb…”

“Well, if you must know, I was in the girls locker room changing, and I heard Wiles talking about how you looked in your skirt. And honestly, I was just a little mad, because…I considered you a friend to me Pinky and I just— it hurts me to know someone like that dare to comment on your looks…that must explain her throwing up in the toilets oop- I’ve said too much didn’t I?” Ruth eyes glared at Pinky in her vanity. Pinky said in a cool tone, as if she was cold,”Throwing up in the toilets?”

“Oh yeah! I think she’s got some sort of disorder or something, I think she’s mentally ill…probably got like— BPD, her promiscuity and the way she’s been acting lately, girl interrupted if you ask me.”

“Wow…that bitch.”

“Yeah—but hey, she only said those things because she’s jealous, I mean— you’re rich, pretty. I wouldn’t take it to heart.. like I said, girl interrupted. She’s got problems.”

“Thanks for telling me Ruth..”

Ruth smiled in the mirror while brushing her micro braids, “Of course Gauthier…I’m your friend.”

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Victory is MINE