#-bruno

[syunkiss]

I hate felipe and his white boy green eyes and his white boy purple hair and his white boy makeup and white boy clothes. And his white boy stupid pathetic music. I hate his white boy stand rolling stones and his white boy face. Bitch. I hate this bitch. He is a fucking whore I hate him so much

[fortheloveofpiggy]

Last night I accidentally got high as balls on nose spray (completely an accident please be careful when taking shit like that unlike I was) and vex fronted to help and he’s usually uptight but he was too high to be so pet our cat binx and talked to our sys bf and now he thinks he’s binx’s best friend smh

[jumpstyler]

Comment if any of you wants my sideblog

[asksafpepandbruno]

Sunrise

The morning after the confession.

In the early morning, moments before the sun rises, a shapeshifter yawns as he wakes from his slumber.

He's not used to feeling a low rumble under him as he woke up, nor is he used to hearing a constant beat, thumping right under his head.

Bruno cracks open his eyes and it takes a second to remember what happened yesterday: The confession, the kisses, and Pep...

Well, he let him sleep here. With him. For the first time and maybe even more now that they're dating.

It's nice being on him again. Being this close. Feeling his chest rise with every breath. Hearing his heart beating that constant rhythm.

He lays his head back down and listens. It's a pattern. A melody. He'd join in with his own; make music with little chirps, but he doesn't want to disturb his sleep.

His eyes extend a bit to look at him. Pep looks so peaceful. It's the second time now that he's slept on him and unlike the first time, he wanted him on here. On him.

There's a something a bit different from now to the last time he woke up like this and it's the warmth around his body. Pep's arms are wrapped around him in a hug as he sleeps.

He'd love to let himself stay in his arms a bit longer, but the sun's almost rising and he hasn't let himself miss seeing it.

As much as he would like to watch this with Pep, he probably shouldn't wake him up. He needs the rest, especially after last night.

Bruno slowly slinks down, careful to not wake him up—

"Bruno?" Peppino mumbles just as he's about to get up from the bed. He sees him move around his hands, trying to find him. "Why are you up this early?"

("The sun's almost up,") he answered as he gets on the ground and starts to shape himself to his humanoid form. After a few seconds, he stands, now having long limbs, a round body, and his favorite face.

("Do you want to watch it with me?") he cheerfully asks before looking at Pep, who looks like he's having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

Peppino's still tempted to sleep in more. It's cozy—not as much now that Bruno isn't on top of him—but given that they fucked for a couple of hours, a good chunk of him just wants to keep laying in bed.

Still, he wants to at least join him this time. If not to make up for the last couple weeks, then it's just so he could be with him as the sun rises.

He feels his thin blanket being laid on him and he hears Bruno speak, ("Didn't realize you were still tired. We can watch it together on a different da–")

Peppino pushes the blanket away and shakes his head, "No, no, I'd like to join you, just... give me a minute. Part of me's still asleep."

He felt his soft lips on his cheek and any tiredness he felt was immediately gone. Before he could even react, Bruno ran out of the room, giggling as the ribbons waved behind him.

Red bloomed across his face, making him all warm and fuzzy. He sits up and lets out a soft chuckle.

He's gonna have to get used to that.

Now a little energized from the kiss, he gets up and starts to stretch a bit. Joints pop as usual and there's still an ache at his lower back, but it's not as much as it could've been. 

Going to his drawer, he grabs a shirt and some shorts. As he puts them on, he takes a glance at the window. No light shining through the blinds yet.

Peppino goes down to join Bruno.

The sun rises as it always does; its rays brighten the area and the cool morning breeze is making him regret not putting on something longer.

He can tolerate a bit of air. Seeing his eyes light up is worth it. World's a lot brighter now.

[doublyamusing]

Mark Ballas, king of jive on dwts

[ugartecoco]

the transition im crying

[nori-kakyoin]

megan thee stallion wearing a bruno bucciarati inspired dress the the crunchyroll anime awards

[soimse]

“He wants me so bad he just doesn’t know it yet” -Bill Cipher probably

[thewineuncles]

I wish I could feel like if I was real.

I mean, I am real. I know I am. I've been here for long enough to accept I am real and my own person. But I still feel like if I wasn't.

Nobody will see us and see it's me, specifically me.

Nobody cares about me enough to see the changes that happen in our physical body when I am fronting.

The slightly more awkward social interactions, the way our eyes seem to get slightly bigger, I unmask more than the host and I have more empathy for the people around us.

No matter how many people I am able to make smile, I will always feel like if my existence was just as worthless as anything else.. nobody knows I am here. Nobody knows I exist. Nobody would care or see any difference if I just disappeared.

[finalatomicbuster]

Bruno and Mike Spanner for Mandate, July 1976 Photography by Target Studios

[alilgayblog]

JOHNNY MASSARO and BRUNO MONTALEONE

Verdades Secretas (s2e16)

[syunkiss]

I was laughing at this so fucking much today at 1am before I fell asleep. This is so stupid

[hanavbara]

APT. ⚡️🎸

[jumpstyler]

Any mutuals who are in a system available for talking right now? Not very urgent but still want to talk to someone about something

[asksafpepandbruno]

Gustavo and Brick stopped by the restaurant today. They haven't even gotten in the pizzeria before Bruno rushed out to greet them, hands moving faster than his mouth; his whole body buzzing with excitement.

Yes, he only saw them a couple days ago, but still! A lot happened!

"Amico, it's good to see you too!" Gus greets him while Brick smushes her head against his body.

He perks up, recognizing the word Gus just called him.

Friend! He's been calling him his friend this whole time!

Bruno pets her head to try and get some of his energy out. Happily getting his hands all over her fur. Her eyes pulse in and out as he does it and he learned a while back that that's a good thing.

Hopping down from Brick's back, Gus gives her body a couple of pats, "It's been a long day, mind letting us in?"

("Oh! Yeah!") Bruno pulls the door open and they all go in. Pep greets Gus and Brick as they go sit at their usual spot by the table close to the counter while he goes back to being near Pep.

"I see you two got that issue sorted out," Gus said, looking at them together.

Pep lets out a soft chuckle, sounding a bit embarrassed, "I–Well, yeah. We did."

("Grazie,") he told Gus while signing thank you, ("for your advice. I never would've told mio caro, Pep, if you didn't tell me.")

"No need to thank me, just helping a friend out." He turns to Pep, who looks like he's got something on his mind, "So, pretty sure you've beaten your last record."

"Wait... It wasn't– No, you're right." He scratches his head, "It took a couple of weeks–"

"Weeks? More like a couple of months!"

While Gus continues to tease Pep, he turns to Brick, who's a bit bored, scratching the table with one of her claws.

("Do you want to order something?")

She squeaks an answer. Well, okay, he thinks she does. Gus is the only one that understands her. But she looked interested!

They usually get a medium vegetarian pizza with extra cheese. He makes his way to the kitchen.

Pep and Gus are catching up. He can't understand what exactly they're saying, but he guesses Gus is still joking around with him.

As he enters the kitchen, he understands part of what Pep said loudly.

"Ha parlato Italiano per tutto questo tempo!"

Something about Italian and time? Does Pep know? He can't check if he remembered the words right. He left the book at home.

He can hear Gus' jolly laughter while making their order.

He could try something. He stretches himself near the kitchen window.

("Caro, venire qua!")

Pep looks a bit red and confused, "What?"

Maybe they were talking about something else? He keeps what they said in mind. He can check when they get home.

("Pep, come over here!")

He walks over and Bruno gives him a quick peck on the cheek before going back to check on the pizza.