#I wore this shirt to pride and 5 gays liked it

[widebruh]

[forpiratereasons]

meeting stede bonnet

a slow meandering through June. first day, first prompt: sunlight

day 1 | day 2 | day 3 | day 4 | day 5 | day 6 | day 7 | day 8 | day 9 | day 10

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There was a thought Stede had never thought before.

He’d suspected it was there for a long time, honestly—he’d caught it before, here and again, hovering in the corners of his eyes. He’d been very good at looking away. He’d been looking away since the divorce six months ago, or maybe for every day of the twelve-year marriage itself. Or—maybe for a lifetime. Depended on how you looked at it, he supposed.

But now it was here. The day. The day, the day he was going to finally let himself think it.

If I wake up on June the 1st and I know, I’ll really know.

He’d taken two sleeping pills around nine. Didn’t want to stay up waiting for it. Didn’t want to shatter the fragile thought under the pressure.

Stede’s alarm went off as scheduled. Freddie Mercury’s voice belted through the room, big, breaking free.

The sun was already shining. He’d left the curtains open the night before; he’d wanted the light first thing. He’d wanted to wake up already soaked in all that warm, beautiful light, and now here he was.

It was suddenly so easy.

I’m gay, Stede thought.

The next breath shuddered into Stede’s lungs, rough and unexpected, like he’d never taken a breath before in his life. He knew.

He’d always known.

As a boy, picking flowers, running from kids who’d already known there was something different in him—as a teenager, smoking his first cigarette, avoiding the gaze of the girl who’d lit it for him—as a man, holding Mary’s hand in their wedding bed and swallowing against the crush in his ribs that told him every reason he ought to love her, like he could force the logic of her into the heart hiding underneath—he’d known.

I’m gay, Stede thought again.

He had sort of thought he might feel different. Or might—be different, somehow. But no, not really: he got up on the same side of the bed he’d always slept on. Showered the way he’d always showered, dressed the way he’d always dressed. Fixed his hair the way he’d always fixed his hair. Drank the protein shake for breakfast he’d always drunk.

He was still himself. He’d always been.

June the 1st, he repeated to himself, standing in the kitchen, tapping his fingers on a little brown paper package that had come from Etsy three days ago. Bit like a birthday, maybe. The start of something new.

One manicured fingernail slipped under the tape on the package. The sun was in Stede’s eyes as he whittled along the length of the flap, undoing the tape bit by bit. Cloudless day. The sunlight stung.

The contents of the package clinked on the granite when it fell out.

Stede counted to three. Then he counted to ten. Then he counted to fifty, and finally he counted to a hundred and thought, come on, then. You’re gay. Be gay about it.

He looked down. On the worktop was a small enamel rainbow pin.

Just a pin. Gold backing. He’d spent ages looking for one that matched Gilbert Baker’s original flag, with the pink and the aqua. A progress Pride pin was coming too, but for this day, for the first day, he’d wanted the first flag.

For something so tiny, it carried so, so much.

It took a minute to undo the backing with trembling fingers. Punching the pin through the fine fabric of his shirt—white, which he never wore, but he wanted the pin to really stand out—felt like releasing something inside himself that had been building for years and years. Like lancing a wound. Like the first sharp, hot moment of healing.

“All right,” he said out loud, forcing himself to pass the mirror in the hall without stopping to look, slinging his satchel over his shoulder. His heart was pounding under the weight of the pin; his hand was sweating where it’d settled on the handle of his front door.

It was a fifteen minute walk from here to the bookshop on the wharf. Stede was going to walk it, and open the shop, and wear the pin. He was going to let people see.

Just a fifteen minute walk from here to the rest of his life.

He took a deep breath.

He stepped out into the light.

[theodorecanaryhood]

The artist and the Tattooist: The Angel and The Demon

Part II

Jason Todd x Male! Reader

Warnings: sex, some violence and bad language

Jason, left, reader, right

Wayne enterprise was holding a Gala during the summer, in particular this was during pride month and Bruce was big on showing his support to the LGBTQ community.

Not just because his second son is Gay, but because he wants to show that equality is what you give. Treating everyone the same to Bruce, is big to him.

Bruce and Jason were on speaking terms after a while, Jason just had trust issues for his old man. But he couldn’t be angry at his father too much, Bruce was so accepting and never hesitant of opening his arms to his Son’s. All of them meaning so much to him.

‘Why don’t you bring your boyfriend?’ Bruce suggested to Jason, who shrugged.

‘I’ll see what he’s up to this weekend, he tries to get as much work done before the Monday rush’ Jason replied, knowing your work schedule as well as knowing you.

It was true, you liked to get canvases done latest by Sunday. As you had gotten more popular in the last few months.

‘See if he can, it would be great to meet him. Plus, it’ll be good for him to have some fun’ Bruce continued.

Of course when Jason asked you to attend as his plus one, you didn’t hesitate. But internally, you were nervous. It was the first time you’d be meeting Jason’s family.

The dress code was changed with a few weeks notice, instead of usual black tie it was mixed up. Dress up in costume. You found it odd, but it gave you an amazing idea.

‘Angel and Demon?’ Jason chuckled as you held up the costumes.

‘Yeah, why not?’ You smiled, handing Jason his costume. One of and Angel.

Jason found it ironic as he always felt the demon would fit him better, but then he figured it would be a funny joke for later.

‘There’s no top with this?’ Jason questioned as he held up his costume.

You laughed as you pointed out that the wings attach around your shoulders, some bottoms and footwear.

‘No need for a shirt, it’s meant to be worn like that. It’ll show off your body’ you winked, as you ran a hand up Jason’s shirt.

Kissing him deeply as Jason sighed into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your neck, holding you in place.

‘Ok, you want to show me off to everyone, I get it’ Jason laughed as you tilted your head.

‘You’re hot babe, you really should start realising that’ you replied as Jason nodded.

The night of the Gala came and Jason dressed up in his Angel costume, standing looking at himself in the mirror.

‘I’m ready’ you called out as you walked into the room, wearing the Devil’s costume.

Black shirt and trousers, black shoes, black wings. Black eyeliner and mascara. Jason’s Jae dropped as he’d never seen you like this before, you just admiring the view of Jason.

Jason wore white trousers, shoes and the white Angel wings. With some light material covering part of his torso. Jason still not comfortable showing all his body off yet.

‘You look sexy’ Jason said, his eyes checking you out. Pulling you in for a kiss.

The two of you entered the gala hand in hand as some reporters waited for the Wayne family members to come.

‘Mr Todd’ one reporter said as she came over to him, camera in hand.

‘Hi’ he smiled, squeezing your hand as his fingers interlocked with yours.

‘Can we get some shots of you please? It’s for our article’ she asked, Jason nodded.

‘Yeah sure, get one of me and my boyfriend’ Jason said as he kissed your cheek, while it was snapped.

‘Thanks’

You both walked further into the event as you took in the view of rich people, all staring at you and Jason as you both walked in.

‘Everyone’s looking’ you whispered to Jason, he just squeezed your hand again.

‘Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll protect you’ Jason reassured you. Seeing you were nervous.

Jason took you to a table that had 5 men and a woman seated at, Jason waved at them as they all waved back, smiling brightly.

‘Hey everyone, this is y/n, my boyfriend’ Jason introduced you. The men all stood up, and you saw clearly one of the older men was Bruce Wayne.

‘Y/n, this is my dad Bruce, Alfred, my brothers Dick, Tim and Damian. And that is Selina’ Jason introduced, pointing to all of them as he named them.

You smiled as Bruce shook your hand while smiling at you, Bruce shook your hand while placing his other hand on top of yours and his.

‘It is such a pleasure to meet you y/n, Jason has not stopped talking about you’ Bruce said warmly, as he invited you both to sit with them at the table, having two extra seats.

You guys all chatted and drank as you got to know everyone better, you sat with Dick for ages as the two of you laughed. You both having a similar sense of humour. While you and Alfred talked about recipes, the older man seeming to really approve of you.

You smiled as you saw Jason talking with Selina and Bruce, Bruce showing a lot of affection towards his son, which made Jason smile.

‘Come have a drink with me’ Jason whispered in your ear as he stood behind your seated form. You nodding.

‘Didn’t want you to feel overwhelmed back there, they can be a lot sometimes’ Jason said as he kissed your cheek, walking you to the bar.

You guys stood at the bar for a while as you drank, you both laughing.

Dick came over and got a drink too as he smiled at you both. Jason wrapping an arm around your waist.

‘Wanna dance babe?’ You nodded at Jason’s question, the two of you holding hands while walking to the dance floor.

A few hours had gone by, the two of you just enjoying each others company. But you didn’t want to just leave at the end without talking to Jason’s family a bit more, so you went to find their table.

With only Dick, Tim and Alfred at the table now as Damian was with Bruce and Selina in the bathroom.

‘Hey, there’s a pride event on Friday if you want to come? Me and Jason are going’ Dick informed as he invited you, you nodded with a smile.

‘Yeah, sounds great, I’ll close the store early’

The rest of the Gala was Jason socialising with his Dad’s rich friends, something he and his siblings had to do often at these events. Keeps up the Wayne name apparently, Jason was trying his hardest not to look bored. Holding your hand, arm round your waist or simply just touching you in some way the whole time.

Jason made an effort to show everyone at this Gala that you were his, and only his. It made you blush, but also reminded you of the fact that Jason is territorial with things and people he cares about.

Neither of you drinking too much tonight as you had the long drive home, you smiled as you said goodbye to his family. Selina giving you a hug as you both departed, something Jason pointed out Selina doesn’t do unless she likes you.

The next day was usual as you both had work, though as Jason lived closer to the gala you stayed over at his. For the first time you were both too tired once you got in, so you both simply fell asleep.

Jason had a client at 10 who was insistent on having a particular art design. She sat down on the seat, watching as Jason prepped himself for the tattoo.

‘The rose won’t take too long, but the exterior pattern might take some time. This should only be one sitting, but you can always come for a touch up in a few months if you want to add to it’ Jason informed, as the woman sat.

She was in her early 20’s, blonde and already had some nice tattoos on her arms and legs. She’s never been here before, she was just looking for a new artist since her last one moved out of the City.

‘So, how long you been tattooing?’ The woman asked, it wasn’t unusual for Jason’s clients to make small talk in the process. As it always made process to go quicker.

‘About 7 years now’ he smiled, the gun working its magic on the top of the woman’s arm. Her not showing much pain or discomfort to the needle.

The two talked a little as Jason did his work, effortlessly working the design onto the woman’s skin.

After he was finished, she checked it out in the mirror. She smiled at what he’d done, with a satisfied expression she approached Jason.

‘Happy?’ He asked as she nodded, him smiling at her.

Once all the aftercare had been given and discussed, the woman paid, making sure to tip well.

‘Thank you, so much it’s beautiful’ she smiled as Jason nodded.

‘Glad you like it, thank you for the tip it’s generous’ Jason replied, the woman winking.

‘I was wondering, if I could get some friends to come here and get some work done. I know they’ve been looking for an artist for ages’ she suggested, Jason nodded.

Always happy to accept more and more clients, Jason felt at the moment was enough with just him, Roy and Wally. But, was hoping to expand a little more so was looking to employ a couple more people too.

‘Happy for you to get as many people here as you want’ he smiled, the woman flicking her hair a little.

‘Was also wondering, if you were free Friday night? There’s this thing at my work, we’re all going and I don’t have a plus one’ she asked, Jason smiled.

‘I would love to but I’m going to a Pride event with my brother that day’ Jason politely responded.

‘Pride event huh? That’s so cute, you taking anyone else?’ She asked, Jason smiled again.

‘My boyfriend’

‘Well have fun’ she said, leaving with a laugh as she called out promising to bring her friends next time.

Jason patrolled the streets but didn’t find much exciting action, he’d hoped he could relieve himself of some tension and stress, but I guess criminals were taking a night off.

‘Think I’ll call it a night’ Jason mumbled to himself as he started up his motorbike, with the intention of heading home, he ended up making his to your place.

‘Hey, what’s up?’ You asked as Jason walked into your apartment, you of course opening the door to him first.

‘Patrol was boring tonight, still got tons of tension and energy’ Jason said, walking into your apartment with you.

You were finishing up on a final canvas which you put over on a stand to dry. Jason checked it out, never failing to be impressed with your work.

‘You excited about Friday?’ Jason asked you as he sat on your couch, you nodded.

Jason just watched as you worked while cleaning, Jason feeling himself getting hard in his pants.

‘You’re staring again’ you said, not looking at Jason, hearing him let out a huff.

‘I just like watching you’

You sat on Jason’s lap as you both made out, him grabbing your face. He felt how hard you were getting too.

‘God you are tense’ you commented as you felt Jason’s shoulders.

‘Wanna help me relieve some of this?’ Jason asked you. You smirked as Jason stood up carrying you.

‘That feels amazing’ Jason commented, his face down as he lay on his front.

You massaged Jason as a way to help him offload some tension, his back and shoulders were the worst.

‘You should get a massage more often babe, this tension is not helping’ you commented, Jason humming.

‘You can massage me anytime you want, this feels better than sex’ Jason breathed out in relief.

‘No offence taken darling’ you chuckled as Jason laughed, you smiled as you worked all over a Jason’s back.

‘Want to do my front?’ Jason asked, you hummed in response as Jason rolled onto his back.

This time you spiced it up a bit by sitting on top of Jason’s hips while working his chest and abs.

‘Don’t tease me now babe’ he said to you, smiling as you rubbed up and down his body.

‘I’m all about the teasing’ you wink, Jason placing his hands in your ass as you leant down and kissed him.

‘Let’s fuck’ Jason growled as he rolled you over onto your back, him laying on top of you.

The make out session got steamy as Jason began to unbutton your shirt.

Jason licked your stomach and chest all the way up, until he got to your neck and bit at it. Then giving you a deep kiss.

You held onto Jason’s face as you tugged at Jason’s boxers, him doing the same to your underwear.

Jason rolled you onto your front as he gave your ass a hard slap, you urging him to do it again.

‘I want it’ you begged, putting a little as Jason smiled devilishly.

‘I like when you beg, do it again’ he growled as he bit your ear.

‘I want it now, baby please’ you begged again as Jason leant down and kissed you deeply, giving you a little lick in the face.

Jason slid his hard shaft into you as you called out in pleasure, gripping onto the pillow. Jason was moving slowly, sliding in and out.

You were biting your lip as you moaned out, Jason grunting as he picked up a quicker pace. Jason urged you onto all fours, to which you obliged.

You stayed on all fours as Jason wrapped an arm around your neck, with his other free hand reaching round as he jerked your off.

‘Oh God, baby’ you moaned out as Jason lay his forehead on the back of you neck.

Jason pushed himself in and out of you deeply and slowly, his hot breath fanning the back of your chest.

‘Jason, Jason’ you breathed out, Jason’s length filling you up and hitting all the good spots.

The ecstasy of your bodies together and the volume of you both, which probably kept the neighbours in the loop of what’s going on, was so hot it kept you both going for the moment.

‘Oh God, Jason I’m close, please don’t stop’ you whimpered as Jason carried on jerking you while riding you.

Your hot seed shot out like bullets as you moaned out of pleasure, Jason seeming to find it hot as he sped up a little. Arm still wrapped around your neck.

Once he’d finished emptying you out he placed his other arm around your neck too, riding you deeper and deeper.

‘Y/n, I love you so much’ Jason blurted out, going quicker as he came closer and closer.

Jason slowed down and pumped deeper as he spilled inside you. Finishing inside, Jason caught his breath as he pulled himself out.

Turning your face with his hand, kissing you deeply. Seemingly not registering that he’d said ‘I love you’ for the first time.

You both kissed as you turned your body to face his, Jason smiling into the kiss a little.

‘I love you too’ you whispered back, Jason smiling brightly as he kissed you again. Laying you on your back as he began to slide down your body, making his way to between your legs.

Sucking, licking and playing with you until you were hard and ready again. Giving you the best blowjob of your life.

Friday came and you were both headed to meet Dick, walking hand in hand as you swung your arm a little. Making Jason chuckle.

‘Hey guys’ Dick called out as he came over smiling, giving Jason a hug. Then coming over and giving you one too.

You both wear dressed appropriately for the weather, with casual clothing. While Dick went all out and wore a rainbow shirt with some bright coloured shorts.

You found it sweet how much Dick cared about his younger brother, and how sweet it was that Dick made a huge deal of showing nothing but acceptance. Of both of you.

Dick took you both to the gay bar close by after the parade, standing in between you both with his arms around you both.

Of course, you and Jason snuck away a couple of times to have a quick make out. Or just to cuddle.

You and Dick got on so well it made Jason smile, as he only wanted you to like his family as much as they like you. Which you did. Even exchanging numbers with Dick at the end of the night.

Jason kissed you for the hundredth time today, as you both stood outside. Jason not giving one shit about who was looking.

‘I love you y/n’ Jason smiled, resting his forehead against yours.

‘I love you too, Jason’ you breathed out as you pulled in for another kiss. Never getting tired of Jason’s lips.

[1000-directions]

Good stuff 5-31-24

It’s FRIDAY!!!!! It’s the WEEKEND!!!!!! I don’t have to WORK tomorrow!!!!!!!

I woke up early to get a chore done before work and still had time to pick up delicious coffee and cinnamon bun on my way in!!!!

I wore a pride shirt to work today and it made me feel really good!

At the end of the day I had a conversation with a patient family I’ve been trying to track down for like a month and she wasn’t returning my calls but I finally heard back from her and she was SO nice and appreciative after a week of people being so ungrateful and rude and dismissive toward me, it was such a genuinely pleasant and lovely way to end my work week

Now I’m at my person’s and I’m gonna spend the whole weekend here and on Sunday we are gonna go to pride!!! It’s the first time for both of us! I’m excited to have a gay adventure together!!

[ferallester]

okay so I didn’t have the motivation to do Appreciation Week at first, but seeing @yonpote do it all in one day has inspired me so let’s do it! (but with screenshots and stuff bc Yeah LMAO)

for @dpgdaily’s Dan and Phil Appreciation Week!

post is under a break so that it doesn’t just break tumblr

Day 1 - Favourite Dan and/or Phil quote:

the entire opening from the pinof 7 bloopers is hilarious but by far one of my favourite quotes (one that has continually haunted me since 2016, when I watched it for the first time) is:

D: Stand still!

P: Stencil!

D: … I’m gonna hit you. [laughs] Shut up!

I quote this weirdly often in my fics. In fact, I’m pretty sure two of my recent published fics use it as a reference. I didn’t realise until now that I was partially misquoting it XD

I also can’t not mention, from Basically I’m Gay (the entire part from when Dan starts talking about Phil is linked, quote starts about twenty seconds later):

D: We are real best friends, companions through life, like actual soulmates […]

maybe he was trying to be ironic, but there’s something intensely poetic about his body language when he describes them as actual soulmates

I’m obsessed with it, but in like the way people don’t shut up about Pride and Prejudice, maybe, idk I’m just bisexual and hoping that I get half as lucky as the boys have

there are many more moments tbh I could say LMAO

Day 2 - Favourite Dan and Phil Series:

OUGHHHHH THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY REALLY DIFFICULT—

what is now called Season 1 of the Sims 4 and the Undertale playthrough are VERY close contenders, but I think my favourite series is actually the DITLs! (there’s no playlist for this one rip)

you can easily split them into two or three sections (depending on if you count any of The Making Of videos for TABINOF, the calendars, or the prep for II as DITLs), and each section has something wonderful to enjoy!

the ‘local’ DITLs (Manchester and London) are incredibly domestic, with the boys just going about a semi-typical day, and the Festive DITL honestly just turns that up to a hundred, I love the domestic ones so much

the ‘holiday’ ones too (Japan and Australia) are also super fun, because we get to see the boys doing silly touristy things like holding koalas or hanging around one of the busiest intersections in Tokyo (I also keep hearing conspiracies about the Australian one LMAO)

the ‘making of’ videos are their own unique source of slice-of-life entertainment, because They’re Getting Important Stuff Done but they’re making it entertaining for us too

my favourites are the original DITL and Festive DITL <3

Day 3 - Favourite Dan and/or Phil Outfit:

used @phanoutfitsblog’s screenshots for most of these, with the exception of Dan’s initial look in the baking video (also I’d be lying if I said that Sister Daniel wasn’t high up on this list hhhh)

can Phil stop being pretty for FIVE MINUTES JEEZ— it’s actually incredibly difficult to pin down favourite outfits for him bc he just. Keeps. On. WINNING.

his red shirt in the red carpet roasting video is probably the most iconic so far but it could really have been literally any other outfit he’s worn in the last several years

and Dan’s no slouch, either! this man is gorgeous and he ROCKS it! he wore this particular shirt (?) to an interview (or at least it was framed like one) and he looks INCREDIBLE in it but I can’t remember where I found the other screenshot so I won’t post it lmao

his initial appearance in the Halloween baking video before he changes into Sister Daniel is also equally pretty bc of the makeup and honestly? gimme your gender Howell

other honourable mentions include a recent magazine shoot that I’ve forgotten the name of (some phan I am LMAO, shame on me for only remembering the pink), and his dystopia motorcycle twink shirt from the red carpet video

Day 4 - Favourite Joint Content

oooh, difficult question, that’s like choosing a favourite child! still, the answer to this one is a lot simpler than Day 5 below, because it’s the original PINOF, as well as the photobooth challenge!

while PINOF wasn’t my initial introduction to the boys (that goes to the Sims 4), it’s one of the earliest things I watched of them, and almost certainly what got me to stick with them! (along with the Sims 4… LMAO)

Dan says he was being ironic when he said ‘this is the most fun I’ve ever had, and maybe it’s the tism kicking in, but he doesn’t sound sarcastic or ironic when he says that

it’s pretty clear from the get go that they’re two boys (boys in love, even) making a silly video, having absolutely zero idea that it’s going to change the world <3

the pb challenge, meanwhile, is just incredibly funny, I remember almost hurting myself from laughing so hard the first time I watched it XD it hasn’t aged perfectly, but that’s most things from ten years ago

the honourable mentions list is VERY long so I won’t put all of them here LMAO, but the Get Down video is one of them XD

Day 5- Favourite DanAndPhilGames video

oooh, another difficult question, here, because more often than not, the answer is yes! I could say the Halloween baking video one day, and the Katamari video the next, and one of the Sims 4 building videos because I’m a sucker for renovations (also, the GAY WEDDING and the RETURN in general!), and honestly there’s so many videos I’ve forgotten over the years (LOVE NIKKI!) but I think I’m gonna say the finale of Undertale!

it makes me cry every time I rewatch the series, and it’s such a beautiful story, and yeah I’m a mess just thinking about it, because the fact that they chose to be pacifists from the get go is one of the genuinely sweetest things I can think of

Day 6 - Favourite Solo Video(s)

oh no I don’t actually know how to fully answer for Dan, but at a guess… yeah who am I kidding, it’s BIG and We’re All Doomed! :D (yes I know WAD! isn’t a video (yet, hopefully) but it overrides literally everything else bc I loved that night so much)

BIG, as a queer person, is just honestly so incredibly important to me, because being able to listen to other queer people — very successful ones, too — and how they’ve struggled in ways I’ve been fortunate to have never suffered, and how they overcame it all, and are still dealing with it to this day? yeah I’m still so proud of Dan for it all, he deserves the life he’s made for himself <3

WAD is in a similar vein to this, but with the addition of me being able to actually MEET Dan and then watch him on STAGE as he did his comedy show! I made him laugh with a joke about Australian summer being hell, and that’s probably one of the best things that has ever happened to me <3

honourable mention goes to his Keep On Movin’ video, bc that’s just damn impressive

Phil, meanwhile… I have so many videos to choose from, and while Coming Out To You carries the same importance as BIG, if not more since I watch it more (I love them equally, but COTY is only eight minutes long okay), I am actually struggling to choose a favourite outside of it!

mostly because all my favourite Phil videos… are joint content videos!

that being said, his fourth ACNH video is incredibly sweet, and I think I might go rewatch the series!

also his house review videos (the apartment one and the expensive house one) are pretty iconic

AND the sleepless night series— can you see why I’m struggling? :’D

Day 7 - What do Dan and Phil mean to you?

(oh god I am so sorry for this monster)

I don’t remember 2016 being a particularly rough year for me, despite the many star-studded losses (rip Anton Yelchin especially), and maybe it would’ve been that way even if I hadn’t found Dan and Phil, but finding them at what could be considered their initial peak of fame was probably one of the best things that could have happened to me, because I was just a year into my experiences with internet fandom, and what better way to do that than get yeeted into the chaotic world of two British dorks on the net that everyone and their cat shipped?

I may have missed out on the radio shows, sure, and I missed out on pretty much every YouNow and Rize show and whatnot because I’m a goose, but I came into the fandom just in time to see TATINOF live, even though I couldn’t get a meet and greet ;w; one day I’ll catch Phil

I distinctly remember being at the Gold Coast Eisteddfod, which was an hour south of Brisbane, on the same night as TATINOF, and absolutely booking it back with my mum to Brisbane, stressing the entire way even as we got McDonalds and I got changed out of what was either my school uniform or my performance uniform (I can’t remember) into something more normal for a night at QPAC

and yet, once I was there, I had probably one of the best nights of my life, because TATINOF, in my opinion, is the best thing the boys have ever done on stages (II and WAD! are very close tho don’t get me wrong)

someone helped me draw cat whiskers on my face, I remember chatting happily to other phannies around me (what about, I have long forgotten), and I remember how loud it was, and how much I didn’t mind that, for the first time in my life

I bought more merch at II and WAD!, because I was either given more money or I actually had money to spend since I got my job by WAD!, but, even when disappointed by the fact that I couldn’t afford much, I have cherished my TATINOF lanyard since that fateful night in August 2015, because it symbolises just how much I love the two gay dorks who are now two of my biggest queer role models

the fact that they chose us over fame and fortune in the entertainment industry? I’m so grateful for that, because it means, even though we gave them utter hell (I wasn’t quite one of them, but I probably did a few minor demon things as a teen LMAO), they cared, and still care, about us, the audience

this is getting SO long and waffly, oh my GOD, this is why my current fic is eleven k long already, uhhhh tl;dr they’re weird and queer (affectionate), I’m weird and queer, and I am so glad I found them, because having them in my life is one of the best things that’s ever happened to me, down to graduating from high school and university and having their videos to watch <3

okay that’s enough sappiness this took me like three or four hours love y’all <3

thanks @dpgdaily for hosting!!!!

[regulushair]

Tom of Finland by Etat Libre d'Orange

I finally returned to it and Oh My Gods... It's so good! So, this was a bit of a specific choice - it's pride month and I wore a leather jacket and very tight black jeans (and a very see-through deep v-neck t-shirt) and then I came to the store and did something unimaginable for me - I made six (6. SIX) pumps of this fragrance. And I never regretted it - I felt amazing wearing it while it lasted (unfortunately not too long on me - a couple hours - but definitely for a while on the jacket).

It bears repeating - I can bet something important that people who say it smells like latex and condoms because they know it's named after an artist who draws gay porn have never seen a single work by Tom of Finland, much less used by its intended purpose (I did though) - because I've never seen a single condom or a latex garment in his work. So, as you could have guessed this is no what it smells like for me.

For me and on me it sounds like an old suede/soft leather jacket straight out of laundry (I feel more aldehydes here than in Number 5, last time I tried it), Finnish forest in the summer - pine needles and birch tar - especially in the middle of its development - and some slight nicely added sweetness (pyramid-wise, I'd say it's more tonka beans than vanilla). It's very gentle but while it's there it's pretty noticeable.

I get that part of my fascination with this is the fact that I love Tom of Finland and his work but even if so - I loved this fragrance and I'd love to have a bottle.

[your-everyday-theatre-kid]

Ima answer them on here MUAHAHHA 100 questions here we go, world...

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify 100%

is your room messy or clean? Messy...

what color are your eyes? Chocolate Brown

do you like your name? why? I do. I think its really pretty, and reminds me of a flower for some reason.

what is your relationship status? Talking. ;3

describe your personality in 3 words or less Gay, weird, sensitive/kind

what color hair do you have? Brown

what kind of car do you drive? color? I don't have a car

where do you shop? Idk?? Normal places?? LMAO

how would you describe your style? a lot of things, I'm a mix lmao. Emo-core, Kawaii-core, grunge-core, kid-core, weird-core, goth-core and more ig (a lil bit of cottage-core)

favorite social media account Mine on Tumblr

what size bed do you have? Twin SALDY *Dies*

any siblings? 1 sister

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? London! I love the culture, and the place and would THRIVE there.

favorite snapchat filter? I don' have Snap

favorite makeup brand(s) Idk what brands I use LMAOO-

how many times a week do you shower? 2-3

favorite tv show? Heartstopper, Ouran Highschool Host Club (Anime)

shoe size? 7 1/2 Womens

how tall are you? 5'5

sandals or sneakers?  SNEAKERS

do you go to the gym?  No

describe your dream date A soft picnic at a park, and heading to one of our homes to cuddle and watch movies :3

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? none-

what color socks are you wearing? White (Im basic :<)

how many pillows do you sleep with? 1 and a thousand plushies

do you have a job? what do you do? Nope

how many friends do you have? a lot, but only 5 CLOSE friends

whats the worst thing you have ever done? Idk. Dating toxic idiots before I was bisxual lmaoo

whats your favorite candle scent? Idk I don't use candles often. Strawberry smth

3 favorite boy names Luke/Luka, Nick/Nicholas, Adrian

3 favorite girl names Zoe, Veda, Holly (what? there PRETTY names!)

favorite actor? Idk Tom Felton? Daniel Radcliff? (I love HP lmao)

favorite actress? Emma Watson ig

who is your celebrity crush? Jenna Ortega, Billy Loomis (fictional but still), Most Ghibli guys, IDK?

favorite movie? Any studio Ghibli Anime, Harry Potter

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? A little, idk Harry Potter probably

money or brains? Both ;)

do you have a nickname? what is it? Lola. (inside joke between a close friend.) Only 1 person may call me it tho :3

how many times have you been to the hospital? Once, when I was birthed ;)

top 10 favorite songs Don't make me choose. sorry.

do you take any medications daily? Rather not say

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) Idk???

what is your biggest fear? Solitude/loneliness/being forgotten/erased from everyone

how many kids do you want? Idfk none right now cuz Im a minor

whats your go to hair style? Bangs, down

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) tiny apartment

who is your role model? Idk

what was the last compliment you received? I was called Sweet <3

what was the last text you sent? I told someone they were really cool

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? SANTA IS REAL! :333 <333 Teehee~

what is your dream car? Idfk something cool. Maybe really pride gayass looking car BAHAHA

opinion on smoking? BAD no ew. *GAGS*

do you go to college?  Norp

what is your dream job? Actor/Singer

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? Inbetween

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? No

do you have freckles? No but I LOVE THEM AND WANT THEM SO BAD-

do you smile for pictures? Without teeth, yes!

how many pictures do you have on your phone? I use a laptop not a phone, but a lot

have you ever peed in the woods? Mhm camping

do you still watch cartoons? Yeaaaaaa :3

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? WENDYS

Favorite dipping sauce? Ketchup

what do you wear to bed? Shorts and a T-shirt if not, what I wore to school cuz I'm lazy

have you ever won a spelling bee? No, but I got top 5 in 5th grade lol

 what are your hobbies? SInging, Theatre, Writing, TV, TALKING WITH FRIENDSSS

can you draw? No. But I like it?

do you play an instrument? My vocal cords~

what was the last concert you saw? none expect for a Pentatonix one I don't remember cuz I was 4 and some Dirty Heads concerts when I was 4 BOOOOO I WANNA GO SEE CAVETOWN

tea or coffee? Neither, ew

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Starbucks is yummyyy but I've never had Dunkin Donuts

do you want to get married? Sure!

what is your crush’s first and last initial? ZD 0///0

are you going to change your last name when you get married? Maybe depends on my spouse's last name

what color looks best on you? Idk?

do you miss anyone right now? Mhm my friends

do you sleep with your door open or closed? CLOSED.

do you believe in ghosts? Sorta idek? Not really?

what is your biggest pet peeve?  BEING IGNORED or pitchy singing (no offence)

last person you called` Best friend/Ex

favorite ice cream flavor? Chocolate or cookies and cream

regular oreos or golden oreos? Regular, also wtf are golden oreos-

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? rainbowwww GAY

what shirt are you wearing? Retro Kirby shirt :D

what is your phone background? (laptop) is my crush (STFU IF YOU SEE THIS >///<)

are you outgoing or shy? In between?

do you like it when people play with your hair? YES OMG YES errrr

do you like your neighbors? No. There crackheads ngl Drug dealers/pedophiles and shit

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? Night

have you ever been high?  Not that I know of lol

have you ever been drunk? No

last thing you ate? idk. Oreo Ice Cream cake from my b-day lolz

favorite lyrics right now anything Cavetown

summer or winter? Spring ;3

day or night? Mid day

dark, milk, or white chocolate?  WHITE mhmmmm <3

favorite month? May (birthday month too)

what is your zodiac sign Taurus

 who was the last person you cried in front of? Idk my friends probably or my crush

Yall should do this (if you want ofc :3): @bloodstonevs @killerdinosourusrex @averagesbgenjoyer @atlaspoetically @nu-get @small-giggle @i-need-coffee1573 @irisandthegayestpotatoes @fishdlc @selgrey07 @jasonsbricky @venusplanetoflove2

Unusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? 

is your room messy or clean?

what color are your eyes?

do you like your name? why?

what is your relationship status? 

describe your personality in 3 words or less

what color hair do you have?

what kind of car do you drive? color?

where do you shop?

how would you describe your style?

favorite social media account

what size bed do you have? 

any siblings?

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

favorite snapchat filter? 

favorite makeup brand(s)

how many times a week do you shower?

favorite tv show?

shoe size?

how tall are you?

sandals or sneakers? 

do you go to the gym? 

describe your dream date

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

what color socks are you wearing? 

how many pillows do you sleep with?

do you have a job? what do you do? 

how many friends do you have? 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? 

whats your favorite candle scent? 

3 favorite boy names

3 favorite girl names

favorite actor? 

favorite actress? 

who is your celebrity crush?

favorite movie? 

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? 

money or brains? 

do you have a nickname? what is it? 

how many times have you been to the hospital?

top 10 favorite songs

do you take any medications daily? 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

what is your biggest fear? 

how many kids do you want? 

whats your go to hair style?

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) 

who is your role model? 

what was the last compliment you received?

what was the last text you sent?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

what is your dream car? 

opinion on smoking?

do you go to college? 

what is your dream job? 

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? 

do you have freckles? 

do you smile for pictures?

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 

have you ever peed in the woods? 

do you still watch cartoons? 

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Favorite dipping sauce? 

what do you wear to bed? 

have you ever won a spelling bee?

 what are your hobbies?

can you draw? 

do you play an instrument?

what was the last concert you saw? 

tea or coffee?

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

do you want to get married?

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

are you going to change your last name when you get married? 

what color looks best on you? 

do you miss anyone right now? 

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

do you believe in ghosts?

what is your biggest pet peeve? 

last person you called`

favorite ice cream flavor? 

regular oreos or golden oreos? 

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? 

what shirt are you wearing? 

what is your phone background?

are you outgoing or shy?

do you like it when people play with your hair?

do you like your neighbors? 

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

have you ever been high? 

have you ever been drunk? 

last thing you ate? 

favorite lyrics right now

summer or winter? 

day or night? 

dark, milk, or white chocolate? 

favorite month? 

what is your zodiac sign

 who was the last person you cried in front of? 

[wolviecore]

Some Riverdale headcanons that no one can convince me aren't canon in a better reality:

Jughead:

Loves Jane Austen, - Pride and Prejudice especially

Dog person to the core but has fostered well over a hundred stray cats in his homeless days

Cuddle bug

Has a sweet tooth - the scene where he stole candy from the therapist makes my entire existence

Clothes thief - half of Veronica’s wardrobe is stuffed in that huge backpack. Archie is hoodieless and dramatic about it

Learned how to braid hair for JB

Doesn't speak sports. *Holds a football jersey* wow I love... Volleyball

Easy crier. Knows how to hide it well- I always thought he was sensitive to specific things. Physical pain? He can deal. Getting yelled at? Well, brace yourself cause you're getting a typhoon of tears

Really REALLY good cook- Pops would not let his honorary nephew walk around without knowing how to fry an egg

Cheryl and him were childhood best friends

Archie:

Big time smoker- I mean come on. Riverdale is stressful as hell. Who could blame the guy?

Doesn't smoke in front of Fred, tho cause he'll get his ass beat because he knows it upsets him

Had an Eminem phase. Wore baggy shirts, ate only spaghetti, and tried rhyming every sentence for a whole month before he got into Indie (or whatever the hell he's listening to cause imma be honest chief i forgot what genre he's supposed to like)

Not the most academically inclined but is weirdly really good at science? Can he do basic math? No. Can he build a whole iron man suit because he thought it looked cool? Yeah

Everyone assumes his favorite Avenger is Captain America but he doesn't like any of them. He loves the Punisher. Mr. Frank Castle was his bisexual awakening

Uncle Frank took him hunting when he was 5 and made him shoot a deer. He's hated camping every since

Adopted Cheryl when they were 10 during biology class. No one wanted to be her lab partner. From then on It's tradition they're seated together in every class

Actually really mean and funny

Veronica:

Cannot do taxes to save her life and doesn't know how to pay bills.

Knows New York by hand but gets lost in grocery stores

Really bad cook, - burn water and almost sets the house on fire trying to fry an egg type

Cat person but loves Vegas to death. Smithers helped her sneak in a baby kitten when she was 9, raised him ever since, and neither Hiram or Hermione noticed.

Scrunches her nose when confused/mad

Is a hoarder and very protective over items she deems as "sentimental relics"

Has a book club with Jughead. Every Friday night they gather at his and Archie's treehouse and argue over weather or not Lizzie Bennet is gay or bi

Archie singing her lullabies puts her to sleep IMMEDIATELY

Only likes being called "Ronnie" by her friends, family, s/o

Thinks of Fred as a father figure and calls him " Pa" like Archie does

She and Mary don't get along. Ronnie doesn't approve of her absence in her son's life and only inserting herself into Archie's narrative when she's obligated to

The Lodges have Uno game nights and whenever Hiram loses he raises a new disaster. Even so, Ronnie never lets him win

Sweet Pea:

Loves rom coms, cartoons, and Disney movies with a PASSION

DC person but dresses up as Bucky Barnes for Halloween. Every. Single. Year.

Has a personal vendetta againts shirts with sleeves

Artys boiii- has a secret sketchbook drowning in beautiful sketches of flowers, landscapes, and portraits of Toni, Joaquin and Fangs. The ones for Jughead he keeps in a stash under his pillow

HUUUGE momma's boy, - his mom's really tiny and sweet and no one can believe they're related. But then they see her punch his dad in the face and go oh so that's how-

Learned how to throw punches from his grandma. The brass knuckles are passed from generation to generation

Hates Star Wars??

Sweet Pea and Archie strangers to enemies to mortal enemies, 250k words, fastburn. These two see eachother in any situation and it's on sight

When the serpents stayed at the Andrews home he drew hyper realistic dicks on Archie's face when he was sleeping and no one told him to stop because it was funny

Jealous and possessive- not in an unhealthy way but he has the confidence of a soggy biscuit when in a relationship and insecurities make him act up

Sappy and romantic to boot (confirmed!!!)

[rowanaelinn]

Fire on Fire - Chapter Three

Chapter two // Chapter four

“My head’s gonna explode,” Elide Lochan sighed before she drank two big gulps of water as if she had been thirsty for days. Aelin knew the feeling. She’d been working for two hours now but it felt like ten. The bar was so hot and the music so loud, she couldn’t wait to go home and come back to the silence of her room.

Today was her first day and of course, it was a Saturday night, the busiest night of the week. The uniform, which was basically only a tight white shirt and a pair of black booty shorts, was one of the other reasons Aelin decided she hated this job but only stayed for the money. Aelin had been lucky today if you can call it that, but unfortunately, that luck didn’t extend to Elide.

Some douche-bags slapped her ass when she served him his drink, and of course, all his friends howled with laughter. As if sexual harassment was some kind of joke. The moment Elide mentioned this incident, Aelin had wanted to slam the guy's head on the table but Elide stopped her. The customer was always right and both Aelin and Elide needed this job too much.

They had decided not to tell their co-worker Manon about that, Aelin and Elide had already worked with her before and Aelin knew where Manon was, violence usually followed. It was something Aelin loved about that woman, and she also found it hot as hell. Okay, maybe she had a bit of a crush on the white-haired woman. But in Aelin’s defense, Elide did have a crush on her too. It was like a general experience.

“Do you think we’ll be fired if we don’t go back?” Aelin put her cold bottle of water against the back of her neck, in an attempt to cool her down.

“Definitely, Rofle is a dick. I mean have you seen this outfit?” The brunette turned on herself and gestured to the more than revealing clothes. Aelin agreed, if her cousin saw her in this outfit he would have a heart attack. She was suddenly glad this bar opened last week, at least Aedion didn’t know this place. Yet.

“Girls,” Nesryn interrupted them. “Break’s over. Go back to work.”

Aelin undid her ponytail, a forbidden hairstyle in this bar apparently, and went back behind the counter. She wore her best fake smile and ignored the lingering looks on her breast or her backside, winked and flirted back when clients thought they had a chance of taking her home with them. Aelin hid her disgust of these men pretty good, she was proud of herself for it.

She would quit if she wasn’t low on money lately. For hell’s sake, Aedion was paying half of her rent. It had been a very long discussion between them, Aelin would rather live on the street than depend on someone. Aelin got convinced when Aedion made it clear if she didn’t accept he would call her parents. So Aelin put her pride aside and accepted, at the only condition Aedion let her pay him back whenever she could. He had argued but accepted. The Ashryver family wasn’t very good at compromise, but at least they tried.

“Aelin, go take the order of table nine,” Manon yelled at her over the background noise. Aelin gave her a thumb up as she kept pouring alcohol in the shaker.

When Aelin was done making this cocktail she wiped her hands and walked toward table nine. She looked down to grab her little booklet and pen she left in one of the pockets of her apron as she said, “Hi, welcome to the sea dragon, what can I-” She stopped as she took in who was sitting in front of her. Lorcan Salvaterre, Fenrys, Connall Moonbeam, and of fucking course, gods-damned Rowan Whitethorn. She took a deep breath and smiled, but she knew her fake smile wasn’t as convincing as it was minutes before.

She focused on Fenrys and Connall, the only ones she could stand at that table. “What can I get you?”

Fenrys had an amused look on his face, accentuated by his smirk full of wickedness. “So this is your new job?” He asked, and if she didn’t know him the look could be considered genuine.

“You knew it, Fen. I told you hours ago.” Rowan’s head whipped to Fenrys, and Aelin’s face suddenly mirrored Fenrys’s. She didn’t know what the blonde had in mind, but if it annoyed Whitethorn, Aelin was on board. Rowan’s head turned back toward her and he narrowed his eyes. “Got something on my face, Whitethorn?” She couldn’t help it, she had to always argue with him.

“Yeah, all that make-up,” his eyes roamed over her body, it took everything in her not to move under the weight of his gaze. “What’s that outfit anyway?” His disdain was quite obvious.

“My uniform, dumbass.” She tightened her grip around her pen and notebook so much that her knuckles turned white. “Be careful, it almost sounds like you care.” It was one of the most sarcastic things she had ever said in her life, the look in his eyes was enough proof.

“Why would I care about you when you’re dressed like a stripper?” He crossed his arms and Aelin had to force herself not to stare at his muscles and at the tattoo on his arms. He was a handsome bastard and it made him quite hard to hate.

“So, no respect for sex workers, Whitethorn? Why am I not surprised?”

“No, actually I respect them a lot. You’re the only person I don’t respect.” It took everything in her not to punch him in the face right now, but that’s what he was waiting for. It was like he loved to see her lose control.

“I’m going to enjoy spitting in your drink.”

“Do that and I’ll have a nice chat with your boss, good luck to find another job, princess.” He was getting angry, Aelin loved that, it meant she was winning their little game.

“Feel free to do it, it just means you’ll have to share that splendid bathroom with me longer.” She winked at him and wiggled her brows. Rowan clenched his jaw, another sign of his anger.

“Can you two stop for a minute? I’m thirsty.” Lorcan Salvaterre interrupted them and Aelin rolled her eyes. She wasn’t exactly on friendly terms with Lorcan either, but instead of always arguing as she did with Rowan, they just ignored each other.

“Who are they?” Elide asked as Aelin prepared her roommates’ order. The four of them wanted a beer, classic.

“Two of them are the bane of my existence and the two others annoying but very pretty.”

“I want him in my bed,” Elide said as she bit her lip. Aelin whipped her head toward the guys, trying to know which one she was talking about.

“I have no idea which one you’re already planning to get naked but one of them is gay and the other three aren’t good options.”

“Great, I don’t want good and I don’t want to be good. And It’s the tall one.” Elide winked and left before Aelin could say anything. Of course, Elide would be attracted to Lorcan. Alein went back to their table, accidentally spilling a little bit of Rowan’s beer on him when she accidentally tripped. He swore at her but she decided to ignore it, instead, she pushed him so she could sit next to him to be right in front of Lorcan.

“You,” She pointed at Lorcan, with her smile full of mischief.

“Don’t look at me like that.” She shook his head and she heard the twins laugh.

“What’s your type of woman?”

“Everything you aren’t.”

“I’m gonna look past that insult because I am an amazing woman,” she was cut off by Rowan’s snort. “You shut up, you’re thirty and still single.” She looked back at Lorcan but heard Rowan correct her on his age. His highness was still twenty-nine for three months. “What about 5”2, brunette, very very scary. She’s also one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen, but unfortunately, she doesn’t have good taste. I’m not her type but you are.” She winked at him. Rowan muttered something that sounded a lot like “We aren’t teenagers anymore” but she ignored him.

Lorcan furrowed his brow, Aelin could see him hesitate. “Where?”

“Want to see her dance?” Aelin didn’t wait for the answer and walked back to the bar.

-

Rowan was mesmerized.

The moment Aelin Ashryver Galathynius started dancing was the moment he lost his mind.

He hated her for it, hated her for being the first thing anyone looked at when they entered a room. Hated her for being the most attractive woman he had seen in a while.

She had been raised to become this. Well, not to become a barmaid in a piss-poor bar in Doranelle. But to become the type of woman everyone looked at, everyone wanted.

With Evalin Ashryver as her mother, how could Aelin become something else? Her mother was an incredible actress, and one of the most famous ones. She was also known for being cunning, ambitious, and beautiful as a sin.

And with Rhoe Galathynius as her father, Aelin knew how to captivate an audience. Rhoe was a legend of football. Whenever he played, all eyes were on him. He was smart and as cunning as his wife, a perfect match if you listened to the papers. That’s probably why he was a coach now, and that’s also why his team almost always won.

So Aelin was born with amazing genes, a talent to bewitch everyone who looked at her, and a bank account bigger than anyone should have. That’s why he didn’t understand why she would be working here and living with five guys instead of just having a big apartment in the richest part of town. But Aedion had told everyone to never mention her parents, so they all listened. Everyone was careful to do just that, maybe because Lysandra had threatened to cut their favorite body part and to make them eat it if they ever mentioned Rhoe’s or Evalin’s name. All that the day they met her when she was one month away from turning eighteen.

Now this she-devil had him under her spell. He couldn’t stop looking at the way her hips moved perfectly on beat with the music, at the way her hands wandered over her stomach, the side of her breast, and then lifted her hair in the air. Or even at how close she was to her friend, the one who is apparently interested in Lorcan. Both of them were giving a show, and when Rowan finally looked away from the blonde it was to find almost every man with their eyes on her. She knew what she was doing, he knew she did. It made him want to yell at her, even at work she couldn’t help but want attention.

Aelin turned her head, and their eyes met. Rowan sat straighter, swallowing. Her sinful mouth turned into a smirk and she accentuated her hips’ movements, aware of Rowan’s eyes on her. It was also something they did, along with arguing. They caught the other checking the other out, but wouldn’t call them on it. They would never bring it up, it was like a secret between them. He shouldn’t find the idea of sharing something with her so exciting.

She never stopped looking at him as she danced, sometimes she would bit her lip, sometimes her hands would wander on her breasts. He had to stop himself from growling as his cock hardened. Aelin was a sin.

Who did she think she was? He hated her, he made that clear. She hated him, and she had also made that clear. Why did she feel the need to tease him? She was trying to mess with him, and it was working.

The bubble broke when one of Aelin’s coworkers interrupted her, telling her and her friend she was dancing with to go back to work. Rowan couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she walked back behind the counter. He would have felt bad for it, wasn’t it for the slight sway of her hips and the look she threw at him when she started serving people again.

“I want her.” Lorcan almost grunted, and against his best wishes and even if they weren’t talking about the same girl, Rowan agreed.

-

Aelin wasn’t tired, no, tired wasn’t a strong enough word to describe what she was feeling. It was almost three in the morning and her shift ended in one hour, thank god she wasn’t supposed to close the bar today.

A customer asked for another sex on the beach, his fourth of the night. Aelin smiled as she prepared it but decided it would be his last of the night. Rofle didn’t want his barmaids to stop clients from drinking because more drinking means more money. But all the money in the world wasn’t worth the customers’ life. She would never forgive herself if someone had a car accident or became an alcoholic because of the drink she served. She gave the drink and took the man’s car keys, saying she would call a cab when he wanted to leave.

Aelin’s phone started ringing and when she saw who was calling her she sighed. If she was tired now it would be worse by the end of the night.

“Hello,” She answered as she got into a cupboard to find some quiet.

“Hi, you’re Aelin Galathynius?” A deep male voice asked. From the tone of his voice, the man must be as exhausted as Aelin was.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Aelin already regretted picking up this gods damned phone.

“I’m sorry to bother you but a guy’s at my bar. He’s tall-”

“Yeah, I know exactly who it is. Let me guess, he is drunk and absolutely refuses to call a taxi because taxis are disgusting. He also told you to call me, didn’t he?”

“You got it all right.”

“Okay.” She sighed. “Where’s your bar?” She nodded when he told her the address and told him she would be here in half an hour.

Aelin went to Elide, apologized, and asked her to cover the rest of her shift. Elide understood, it wasn’t the first time Aelin had to leave for the same reason. Elide was pissed but not because she had more work, but because she didn’t want Aelin to go.

Aelin took her car and drove, maybe a little slower than she should but it was night. Roads were dangerous, especially on a Saturday night. Aelin parked right in front of the sidewalk. She took her phone and wanted to text Aedion to tell him she would be late but her phone was dead. Amazing.

Aelin walked into the bar and realized she didn’t take time to change clothes, she was still in her uniform. She crossed her arms, trying to cover her chest as best as she could. Even if she had liked to have Rowan Whitethorn watching her tonight, she didn’t want anyone else to look at her this way.

It didn’t take long to see who had called Aelin, she walked toward him, the bartender looked relieved someone would come to pick him up. “I’m gonna take that.” She told him, and he gave her the car keys. Aelin turned her head to grey eyes watching her body, of course, he would notice her lack of clothing. “Let’s get you home,” Aelin said, trying her best not to let her anger out, it’s not going to help tonight.

“Hello, darling,” Arobynn purred.

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[just-call-me-the-intrusive-thot]

Soulmate September - Day 2

Day 2 - There is a timer that counts down to when you will meet your soulmate. 

Pairing(s): Romantic RoSleep (Roman x Remy/Sleep), background Analogical

TWs: Mild Swearing from Remy __

“No, no, no, you move my 3 O’clock to 4, my 4 O’clock to 5, then cancel it. I don’t even want to have to look at that scumbag from accounting today, babes.”

Remy kept taking on his bluetooth headset as he approached the Starbucks he’d grown so accustomed to. Normally just inhaling the scent of ground coffee, vanilla, and cinnamon spice would be enough to flood his stressed cranium with serotonin. But that wasn’t going to cut it today. 

Today he was on a mission; his soulmate timer had stopped during his visit here a week ago, and he was determined to find out who it’d stopped for. With his schedule cleared as much as possible, Remy walked into the Starbucks in his business attire, having only bothered to throw on his leather jacket when he’d left the office. Not that his outfit was unplanned, he had made a point of wearing the same white button up shirt, black waistcoat, and matching black slim cut pants he’d been wearing when he first noticed the timer had stopped. If not for making sure his soulmate recognised him, then simply because he looked damn good.

It was a gamble, assuming his soulmate would be there today, but by now he was desperate. Remy knew the rules; after exactly a week was up, his timer would disappear for good and he’d never know who his soulmate was. And he wasn’t about to let that shit fly. No sirree. 

“Now, which one of you is it?”, Remy mumbled under his breath. As he stood just about to open the door and leave, Remy had memorised the men who were present in the cafe that fateful day; eight potential men, two eliminated visually over the first two days when he noted their timers were still going. Another three all eliminated themselves the days following as they revealed themselves to be straight, in a relationship, and very straight, in that order. Remy sighed impatiently as he perused the last three men he’d narrowed things down to.

The first was a short, burly man with chestnut brown hair that tickled his button nose while he leant over to pet the outrageously cute border collie sat by his chair. His cheeks were dusted with freckles that drew attention to his mossy green eyes and sunkissed skin. The blue polo shirt and tan shorts he wore clashed with the fact he clearly worked hard labour in the outdoors. Remy guessed he worked with plants going by his scuffed and dirty boots, and the mud on his pupper’s paws. Remy dubbed him, unsurprisingly, Dog Guy.

The second, Space Cadet, was a far departure from Dog guy; his auburn hair and pale skin spoke of celtic origins while his numerous books concerning the far reaches of the universe spoke of the cosmos. Of a man who harboured an intense scientific curiosity as deep as his sapphire eyes. His black shirt hidden under a dark blue flannel shirt showed the insignia of the local museum, which Remy found fitting. In the nicest way possible, Space Cadet looked like he belonged there with his pristine glasses and tidy upkeep that bordered on neurotic.

And the third man, Anxiety Magnet, was once more a drastic change from the other two. Dark skin melted into an all black outfit consisting of a black hoodie sporting custom purple patches - perhaps he made it himself, Remy couldn’t be sure - alongside black ripped skinny jeans. His purple sneakers matched his nailpolish and eyeshadow framing heterochromic brown and green eyes. Every time Remy would scope out the young man, he’d always be anxiously biting his nails, fidgeting with his napkins, or doodling in the notebooks (Remy noted three different ones at least) he brought with him.

Remy was in for a loooong ride but hopefully today he’d finally figure out which of these lucky doofuses is his soulmate.

He walked over to the counter to order his usual drink, giving the familiar barista a nod as the man recognised him,

“Afternoon, Remy,”, the barista smiled, “The usual for our beloved fairy godmother?”

Remy rolled his eyes fondly, “Roman, babes, kindly shut up.”

Roman laughed, “Come now, wouldn’t want you turning into the Evil Queen, would we?”

“Joke’s on you, babes, I like the Evil Queen.”

Roman feigned a dramatic gasp, only returning to making Remy’s usual once he’d secured a smile from the stressed office worker. Remy twirled his lanyard in his hands; Remy Merryweather. Of all names to be cursed with around a Disney fan like the barista, it HAD to be one of the uncool ones. Okay, maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad if Roman hadn’t insisted on labelling his drinks with “Flora”, “Fauna”, and “Aurora” ever since. Remy didn’t dwell too long on the kindly barista though, he was a man on a mission. 

Turning his attention to his first choice, Space Cadet, Remy watched him from the table he sat at; no wedding ring, his wrist was covered from sight, and he was most certainly gay going by the pride patches sewn into the backpack under his table. Perfect, he could just be the one.

As if on cue, Space Cadet shifted his watch and frowned. Perhaps he’d get lucky-

Ah, he’s leaving. Shit. Well, there was nothing else for it, Remy carefully nudged the trashcan by his seat as the man walked past, tripping him. The man let out a yelp and hit the floor. Remy was just getting up to help him when Anxiety Magnet came hurrying over out of the blue, 

“You alright?! That looked painful....”

What the fuck. Remy was about to speak up when Space Cadet locked eyes with Anxiety Magnet and for a moment the two were silent as the latter checked his timer, prompting the former to do the same. 

Son of a bitch.

Space Cadet sat up and reached a hand out to Anxiety Magnet, revealing that his timer had just stopped.

“Logan Baird, charmed to meet you, dear soulmate.”, he smiled warmly at the anxious man who helped him to his feet.

“Likewise,”,the anxious man responded, “Virgil Peyton. Nice to know my soulmate’s so handsome.”

Ugh. Remy watched as Space Cadet and Anxiety Magnet - or Logan and Virgil as he was now painfully aware - gathered up the fallen books and left together to go be happy and in love. While Remy could only watch as they did so. 

Fantastic. Well, at least he knew who his soulmate must be now. Who knew Dog Guy would be the top dog? Admittedly, Dog Guy was Remy’s last choice in a partner, but hey, after all the trouble he went to, he wasn’t about to argue with fate. Once Roman brought him his order - an iced, Ristretto, ten shot venti, with five pumps of vanilla, seven pumps of caramel, four packs of Splenda, and a sprinkle of cinnamon on top with “Prince Phillip” written on the cup this time - Remy made his way over to the lucky fellow.

“Excuse me, mind if I sit here?”, Remy asked as he approached the Dog Guy. 

The man smiled warmly, “Oh, not at all, kiddo! Hope you don’t mind my dog or things might get ruff!“. The joke made Remy want to drive his head into the ground at mach speeds, but if they were soulmates, he’d learn to love it. Hopefully. Maybe.

“Like, no worries babes, your dog is totes cute.”, Remy noted the man’s cheerful smile. He sat down and offered his name, “I’m Remy, what about you?”.

“Ah, how rude of me! I’m Patton Fairchild! And this is Foster!”, he gestured to the collie, “It’s nice to meet you Remy!”. Maybe this guy wasn’t so bad of a choice after all; he's bubbly, friendly, gentle, and Remy truly couldn’t deny the sexy lumberjack appeal.

“Likewise, though I hope I’m not intruding on anything here. Like, I don’t wanna take up your time if you’re here on a date or-”

“Goodness no, I’m not on a date! Don’t you worry, you’re not interrupting anything!”, he assured Remy.

“That’s good, I wouldn’t wanna get in the way of you and your soulmate, sweetie.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that,”, Patton stated, sending Remy’s hopes soaring before they shattered on the marble floor, “I don’t have one. I mean, I love love and all that, but I never much felt the lure of it myself!”

God. Fucking. Dammit.

Remy’s face fell. None of them were his soulmate. He stayed to talk to Dog Guy- Patton for a while so as not to make the poor guy feel awkward, then watched him leave. Another failure with not enough time left to find his soulmate. Remy sat alone, sipping the dregs of his order. He ignored the constant texts from the office as he stayed til near closing time. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have not paid attention when his timer hit zero? Maybe he deserved this; to be miserable and alone for his negligence. His soulmate probably wasn’t even missing him either. Or maybe they were and now they couldn’t find him-

“Mind if I sit here?”

Remy rolled his head towards Roman, taking in the sweet sympathy pouring from his rather lovely smile. In his hand he held a to-go cup and his work apron was replaced with a red and white letterman jacket. Great, now he was keeping the charming barista from going home. But when had Remy ever cared about not being selfish?

“Sure, take a fuckin’ seat, babes.“, he groaned, no longer caring about keeping up the facade of being more put together than he really was. Roman sat down with a concerned gaze and slowly slid the drink over to Remy.

“It’s green tea. It’s a little less extravagant than your usual tastes, but it’s good for relieving stress..”

Roman encouragingly tapped the cup lid, smiling contagiously, “And something tells me the Evil Queen has some tension she needs to release.”

Remy gave a slightly bitter laugh as he looked up from playing eye-contact-chicken with the table and noted the green tea read “Maleficent”. God, this guy’s such a dork.

“It’s more than just some tension, sweetie,”, Remy began, inhaling sharply as he sat up, “I’ve just realised I’m never going to find my soulmate. I was stupid. I wasn’t thinking and the moment I looked away, I missed him.”. The half-snort he gave came out so much more painful than intended, “I let my timer hit zero, babes, and now it’s almost been a full week. My last three chances just walked out the goddamn door. Two of them as fucking soulmates, Roman! How unfair is that?-”

Roman’s expression gave him pause. It wasn’t the sympathetic expression from before, more like he was seeing Remy for the first time. Like he’d made a cosmic realisation that was about to change his life.

“Your timer… when did yours stop exactly?”, he asked. The wording gave Remy pause as he realised. 

He hadn’t accounted for Roman. How could he have been so blind? Perhaps he couldn’t believe the charming barista could be the one. Perhaps he thought the man who smiled genuinely at him every day while he whittled down potential soulmates and greeted him with only the kindest of regards was too good for someone like him.

“It… stopped on Wednesday-”

“Around 2:15 pm? During the lunchtime rush?!”, Roman cut in excitedly. Remy was aghast as Roman pulled back the wrist of his letterman and revealed a stopped timer about as faded as Remy’s. With no hesitation, anticipation growing, Roman gently reached for Remy’s hand, which the latter offered enthusiastically. To their mutual delight, their timers disappeared, proving that they were indeed soulmates.

Both were stunned, Roman’s expression wildly happy, his brown eyes sparkling with equal elation and adoration. As Remy took in his gorgeous tanned skin, beautiful mocha hair, and that wonderful chiseled face he had the growing urge to caress and litter with kisses, all he could say in the moment was,

“Does this mean you’ll finally spell my fucking name right?”

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This one was so much fun to write! I think this is the one piece of writing where I mostly nailed Remy’s character, so I hope this one does well TTvTT @tsshipmonth2020

[imaginedigimon]

u got any lgbtq+ hcs for any of the main 12 adventure and 02 kids?

🤔 Hmm...

Now Anon, I’m warning you: I’m probably not going to give you what you want for this. But I’m going to try.

I REALLY HOPE I DON’T FUCK THIS UP, FRIENDS *stressing out a bit I will not lie*

LGBTQ+ Headcanons for 01 + 02 Gang

Tai [Taichi]

Doesn’t know the meaning of the word “straight” except in terms of line segments in math (but even then, he’s a little lost)

He probably saw the pride flag for the first time when he was 14 and because it reminded him of the Crests thought, “I CAN GET BEHIND THAT”

When he learned the real meaning of pride and the LGBTQ+ community, he was even more ecstatic

Has definitely beaten up some homophobes before

And transphobes

He’s beaten up a lot of people in general

Realized after a while that he’s pansexual himself and started painting his face with the pan flag everyday

Will not deny that he has a thing for Matt and Sora at the same time and is happy if they’re happy but would really like to kiss them both pls

Matt [Yamato]

He most certainly questioned his own gender for a while, though he can’t pinpoint when it started

Gabumon told him it didn’t matter what he identified as, they’d always be partners anyway, so that really helped him a lot

It also helped that Tai was willing to beat people’s asses for him

Has also beaten up some homophobes and transphobes (Tai has been the one to drag him away from some fights)

Wears pins of all the pride flags at all times because fuck you haters

Also would like to kiss Tai, just like once or twice or a million times

Identifies as bisexual most likely

Sora

Doesn’t mention it a lot, but Mimi was probably her first kiss (by accident...OR WAS IT?)

She was the type of person who, because she grew up in a very hetero-normative world, wasn’t sure what it meant to like a girl

Probably asked Tai when she was 15 and still thinking about Mimi’s hair and lips when he explained to her that it was perfectly normal

She never forgot that conversation

Has continuously questioned her identity and orientation throughout the years, though only Biyomon has been privy to this struggle

Finally settled on saying she’s queer because she’s not much for labels (especially when she’s in a constant state of questioning)

Definitely asked Mimi to kiss her again just so it wouldn’t be an accident

Izzy [Koshiro]

Always a kid before his time, knew how to explain all aspects of pride to everyone else before they even knew what the LGBTQ+ community was

Has PowerPoints to make things clearer

Around age 17 or 18, he started asking that everyone use he/him or they/them pronouns, and this hasn’t changed since

Everyone said “a’ight” because they love him no matter what

Has always had some kind of romantic feelings for just about everyone in the group, but nothing beyond that

This poor sweetie pie cried the night he realized he was asexual and called Joe, who said in the most intense voice he’d ever heard, “You think that matters to us? We love you, Izzy, and don’t you ever forget that”

Has decided Joe is the coolest guy ever

Started some social media account where it’s nothing but pictures of Tai with various pride symbols painted on his face and it’s blown up

Mimi

Unlike Sora, she didn’t think much about the kiss

She had already accepted that she liked girls by that point

Definitely had a crush on Yolei too, though she played it cool

YOU CANNOT TELL ME SHE DIDN’T CONSIDER MEIKO HER TRUE LOVE

Teases Izzy a lot because she has a bit of a crush on him too, though this confused her because she thought she liked girls

The day she learned the term homoflexible she thought she was dreaming

But she wasn’t

Still, Sora and Yolei and Meiko are her girls and she loves them very dearly

Has the same enthusiasm as Tai and paints the various flags on her face as well (became part of that social media account Izzy started)

You can catch her and Tai at a pride parade screaming at the top of their lungs

Joe [Jou/Jyou]

I’ll admit, he’s probably the token straight? But he’s also one of those guys who’s not afraid to tell Matt he looks handsome today

Has needed to ask Izzy a lot of questions because he’s like me and wants to know and not offend anyone because he’s ignorant or doesn’t know something

Had a moment similar to me where he wondered if he really was straight

Decided he still was, but would support anyone and everyone because that’s just the guy he is

You know how he becomes a doctor? He most CERTAINLY helps with transitioning whenever he can because he’s a GOOD. DOCTOR.

Doesn’t beat up haters, but gives them a death glare that’s just as effective

Wore around a rainbow doctor’s coat because he COULD and no one tried to stop him because they knew he’d quit on the spot

Takeru [T.K.]

Been the guy to say “respect LGBTQ+ rights or die by my sword” or something like that

Lowkey had a crush on Angemon and Angewomon simulanteously and could NOT for the life of him explain why that was

Never told either of them this though

Or Kari

Definitely didn’t tell Kari

Okay yes, Tai is his big brother, but he definitely had a crush on the guy for about 2 weeks before he met Kari and everything changed

Hasn’t told either of them this

Like Sora, has only said he identifies as queer - he’d like to figure it out/delve deeper but is too busy flirting with everyone to care

Brings 5 different dates to his brother’s concerts at the same time and they all have to vie for his attention - it’s usually whoever says the most positive things about his brother

Has done at least 6 drag shows so far and let me tell you - KILLS IT every time

Kari is his forever girl but keeps winking at Ken just to make him blush

Kari [Hikari]

Also had a crush on Angewomon like how could she NOT

Also had crushes on Matt, Izzy, Mimi, and Sora (but not Joe for some reason)

When she realized her feelings for T.K. she got really really nervous (because of all his dates, you see)

Was also confused because she was pretty confused about her range of crushes over the years

Tai came out as pan to her first and she realized that sounded a lot like her

She’s a pan baby and she’s proud of it (and thanks her brother for supporting her)

Gave a rainbow pin to T.K. for his birthday and in return he kissed her

They go to ALL the pride events and nothing can stop them

Occasionally uses they/them pronouns on days she’s questioning

Davis [Daisuke]

Tai was his first love and you cannot change my mind about this

Meeting Kari was like meeting a Tai Who Would Notice Him and that was pretty rad

But he also likes her because of her, too

The world kinda stopped when he met Ken, though

Like damn, look at those soccer skills

I’m gonna be real, I think Davis is soccersexual (or footballsexual for non-Muricans)

Them soccer players be really hot though

Always has questions about the community, but never retains the answers

The PowerPoints, unfortunately, do not help

Eventually gave up and said, “I’M A DUMBASS BUT I SUPPORT YOU ALL”

They tried to tell him he should at least know what he’s talking about

(We’re still working on that)

Wears rainbow shirts with rainbow pants and it’s very atrocious but very appreciated

He is gay. He sometimes does crimes. We accept him anyway.

[T.K. asked him if he wanted to go to a drag show, he said “okay?” and really really loved it now he goes all the time]

Yolei [Miyako]

Mimi is hot, Ken is hot, Kari is hot, Matt’s kinda hot, everyone’s hot

She’s never been able to fully accept this because how is everyone so hot

Mimi was her first love, and Ken was her first boyfriend

She never forgot the firsts

Attracted to any and everyone it seems

She likes to call herself a frying pan and it makes everyone facepalm a little bit

Constantly dresses in the colors on the pan flag because she looks GOOD in them and it’s a way to remind everyone not to mess with her or her community

Tries to pretend she doesn’t know Mimi and Tai when she’s at a pride event and they’re out here acting like fools

But she also loves how unerringly supportive they are

Cody [Iori]

He was the first one everyone came out to, like for some reason he’s that guy

Literally the first person to offer you support

One day he told everyone he was transgender, and while they were surprised, they also didn’t react the way he was expecting

They actually hugged him immediately and said, “But don’t worry we love love love you” and Tai started painting the trans flag on Cody’s face until Cody said, “Guys please fuck off for a sec”

When he becomes a lawyer, he becomes the type of lawyer to defend anyone who was arrested on basis of race/identity/orientation/gender like the boss he is

Suspects he might be ace but hasn’t really delved into it much

He’s too busy scolding Davis for doing dumb things

Ken

Can everyone stop being hot for a sec? -direct quote from Ken himself

He’s in love with all the 02 kids and he’s accepted this

Yolei somehow stole his heart, but T.K.’s winks send it aflutter

He wants them both to stop (but they won’t)

Was completely unaware that Davis also liked him (even though it was really obvious?)

He identifies as bi and, like Izzy, uses they/them pronouns interchangeably with he/him

One of the good detectives on the force. Will bust your ass if you say any offensive slurs about anyone. [Has gotten suspended a few times for doing this BUT IT WAS FUCKING WORTH IT.]

Always the one on duty when Davis gets arrested for his crimes and it’s hecka exhausting

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Uhm... did I do good? I’ll admit, I was a little nervous since I myself am straight and cisgender (or cishet, as I’ve learned is the term)  😥  😥

Anon, I really do hope I did a good job!

And if I didn’t you can roast me in the flames of Meramon Hell

[pogaytosalad]

Heres a wip of a sequel.

Dmviolence, by jade

Hello, if youre hearing this, it probably means im dead. Either that, or im alive and just got tired of keeping this hidden. You might remember my voice from a previous recording about a takeover in sector ⬽:➻, in which id helped prevent total annihilation of the sector. At the time i was unnamed, however now you may call me Kalton. After the takeover i resigned and moved to a job at a dmv. This planet was, for some reason, in one of the most tactically advantageous locations in the galaxy. And for some reason the higher ups dedicated the whole damn planet to dmvs. Dont ask why. Now, onto the story.

I woke up, and i put on my emerald green contact lenses. Just like any other day. I put on a basic white t-shirt and a leather bomber jacket along with a pair of jean shorts. If you cant tell by now, im gay.

I live in a small apartment. By small apartment i mean a bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen all crammed into 2 rooms. I hopped out the bedroom window onto my motorcycle. It was a diamond white motorcycle with deep red stripes along the sides and the handlebars. My pride and joy. I put on my jet black helmet and took off towards my job at the, you guessed it, dmv.

Chapter 2

I pulled up in the parking lot and took off my helmet, my blue hair a total rats nest. The doors were push doors, yet i somehow ALWAYS pulled first. I entered the dmv and went to my station. A few hours passed by and no one had come in yet, which was unusual. So naturally i decided to sit down on the floor, put in my earbuds, and enjoyed some heavy metal. A few more hours passed by, and usually by now i wouldve been yelled at by my boss. This struck me as odd so i stood up. I really wish i hadnt stood up. The place had been completely destroyed. There were drop pods crashed in through the roof and they all had the ERGON logo on them. Ergon was a multi trillion dollar pencil manufacturing company with its own military. They had previously tried to take over sector ⬽:➻ when i had been working there. I was not looking forwards to what was about to happen.

Quickly, i ducked back onto the floor before anyone saw me. There were 4 riot soldiers holding this building. This was gonna be fun. The riot soldiers are your stereotypical riot gear and police baton soldiers. But these guys had laser batons and the riot gear gave them heightened strength and speed. They also had some, dare I say, shitty energy pistols. I crawled over to one of the soldiers who wasnt being watched and broke their neck. Carefully I took the baton and the pistol. Slowly crawled my way back to my station and checked the shot count in the pistol. I had 6 shots, just enough to take care of the remaining three soldiers. I stood up quickly and shot each soldier twice in the head. First shot to open the riot helmet, second shot to kill. I vaulted over the counter and grabbed the three pistols. These things were so stupid. You couldnt even remove the clips. Once you ran out of shots, the pistol was useless. Nonetheless, i didnt have any choice. I had a laser baton and 18 total shots in 3 pistols.

Upon leaving the building, my motorcycle was one of the few things to survive. It had alot of scratches and damage, but it still worked. The helmet was shattered however. I mounted the motorcycle and took off towards the next closest dmv. Maybe id find some better gear there.

Chapter 3

Pulling up next to the second dmv i immediately noticed 3 things. 1: there was blood everywhere. 2: there were 25 soldiers here. And 3: they all had energy weapons. The reason these things are relevant is because energy weapons dont cause bloodshed. This was the result of something else. Something new i hadnt dealt with yet.

I drove up and ran over 5 of the soldiers. This was probably an incredibly bad idea, seeing as i had 18 shots, enough for 9 kills, and there were 20 soldiers left. Every single soldier turned to me and i, being the absolute genius that i am, welded the front of one of the pistols shut with the laser baton, shot it off, and threw it into thei crowd of soldiers. It exploded, releasing a shockwave of energy and disabling the soldiers. I then used the baton to cut through the riot gear and kill the soldiers. I felt like a badass. That is until a mechanical looking wolf jumped at me and started trying to rip my face off.

The wolf was a frostwolf, except it had been placed into a mechanical frame and its teeth and claws had been replaced with lasers. I tried to bash it off of me with the baton but it just bit it in two. This gave me just enough time to grab an energy pistol and shoot the wolf. It kept trying to kill me amd i wasted a whole clip on it until suddenly, the dog started to levitate in the air and got thrown aside into a wall. I got up and was instantly frozen in place. Thats when.. she walked up.

Chapter 4

The she i am reffering to is ebony. A goth/punk wannabe with light blue tear shaped eyes and black hair with purple streaks. Shes a bitch whos mind got too powerful and now she can move things without touching them. Shes been chasing me for months. Not in a murderous way. Shes just obsessed with me. Ive tried to tell her im gay but she wont listen. And now im at her mercy.

She walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. I hated it. She looked as if she was contemplating whether or not to free me when a pod came down from the sky and crushed her. Thank god. But i honestly wouldve rathered suffered at her hand than deal with what i had to deal with next...

Out of the pod came the warden. The goddamn warden from sector ⬽:➻. Last id seen him hed been in the same situation as ebony. Crushed to death under a pod. But this time, instead of being on my side, he was here to kill me. He was huge. Like seriously huge. He was at least 8 feet tall and shaped like gaston. Whos gaston? Nobody knows these days. But its basically a way to say "extremely buff and wide". Back to the story. The warden wasnt looking very good, considering the rotten skin, obviously quickly patched together face, and muscles hanging loose out of his skin. His rotting ruined body was held together by an exoskeleton of chromium-tungsten alloy. Nothing i had was gonna cut through that. I was gonna have to get creative here..

The warden had 2 weapons, both of them were his fists. Huge gauntlets that were each about the size of a cow. Definitely bigger than his previous set. They were a golden green metal i couldnt identify. But i didnt want to get hit with one to try and find out. I ran. I ran as fast i could run into the dmv and hid. I could hear the wardens footsteps. It was as if a small earthquake happened each time he took a step.

I peeked over the desk i was hiding behind and saw him punch through the 2 desks opposite to me. It took no effort and i couldve sworn i saw him smile. Obviously i didnt. Cause he didnt have a mouth anymore. But if he did, he definitely wouldve smiled. I took a shot to get his attention and ran off towards the wall. The warden was definitely faster than i expected.

Luckily i managed to dodge the blow by a centimeter. The metal smelled of decaying flesh and popcorn. The wardens blow punched a huge hole in the wall. I hope you see where im going with this.

I ran off to another wall and we repeated this same process a number of times until the building was barely still up. I ran out the doors and threw the baton at the last of the supports, cutting through it and causing the building to collapse in on the warden. He wasnt getting out of that. I decided to search the rubble to see if i could find anything worth taking. I found a new baton, a flame rifle and a few more energy pistols.

The flame rifle was a very interesting design. The sides were painted jet black with flame decals scattered about. You could feel the heat on the inside and it made the gun warm to the touch. Comfortable to hold. Other than that though, it looked like an old fashioned 8.59mm sniper rifle. It had 4 shots remaining, so id have to use it sparingly.

I grabbed some scrap materials out of the rubble to make a holster for it and put it on my back.

The energy pistols just dangled from a keychain. The baton was simply turned off and placed through a hole in the back pockets of my shorts. I ran to my motorcycle and drove off, i needed to find out more. I had questions, and i had a sneaking suspicion that i knew where to find the answers.

I drove off again, i was dirty and there was blood on me and my bike. I probably looked like a serial killer. But i knew that if anyone was still alive, itd be jayden. They were.. well. They were a vampire. They lived in a swampland area and wore sparkly rainbow shirts and a huge sunhat. The sunhat allowed them to go outside in the sun, and they only drank coconut water. They also had a crazy amount of weaponry and used to work at ergon, before being fired for stealing weaponry. By the way, if you havent noticed by now, im using they/them to refer to jayden. Jayden doesnt have a gender. Jayden.. is kind of my crush. It probably has something to do with the fact that theyre the only person on this planet who talks to me. Other than ebony.. but ebony is... not my type i guess. Anyways, back to jayden. Jayden was on the roof of their swamp shack drinking coconut water out of a wine glass. I yelled up at them and they fell off the roof onto my back. I guess i cushioned their fall. Jayden immediately said "What do you need dear" without waiting for me to stand up, and shattered the wine glass. I informed them of the situation and asked the questions i had. Things like "what are the ergon soldiers defences like on their ships" and "how did they reanimate the warden" they had answers.

Jayden told me about the new security measures that had been put in place since id last been on an ergon ship. There was now a code for each teleportation pod and the gaurds had doubled. As for the warden, it turns out jayden was actually the first test run in reanimation sciences, and couldnt answer me because they had been unconcious in a lab when the warden was reanimated. That explained the vampire undead thing. Jayden invited me into the shack where they pulled a nail out of the floorboards and it turned into a ramp to the basement. Down in the basement? Thats where jayden kept their weapons they stole. And boy oh boy were there some interesting ones.

One that immediately caught my attention was the big rocket launcher. It had 3 barrels and each was a different colour, indicating a different effect. One was red, one was yellow, and one was green. The red barrel fired a normal explosive rocket, the yellow barrel fired an electromagnetic pulse rocket, and the green barrel fired an acidic explosive. And the launcher shrunk down to the size of an energy pistol when a button was pressed. It gathered up dirt and dust and garbage around it from the back to quickly convert into ammo but the only downside is that it would be difficult to use more than once in an area.

Jayden picked out an old shotgun. At first i didnt understand why, but then they loaded the clip. The clip was a huge drum that loaded in the bottom of the barrel. The drum was see through and inside you could see sawblades lined up side by side. When they pumped the shotgun a blade got lifted into a slot between the 2 shotgun barrels and started glowing red. When the trigger was pulled, the blade spun at high speeds and fired out of the slot, spinning along the ground like a wheel. It could cut through anything a baton could cut through and seemed to almost follow its target. The gun itself looked like an DP-12, except behind the pump, a large clear drum full of sawblades was in place. The blade sat between the barrels in place of the iron sights and got heated up by an electrical circut.

I also took a laser sword instead of my baton, it was just like the one that [3825968] had, except this one was about an inch longer. The final weapon i took was an acid thrower. It was basically just a watergun with acid in it. Ive always been partial to acidic weapons. If youve heard my other story, youd know why..

Jayden also took a submachine gun that fired freezing rounds. The rounds were essentially glorified waterballoons with liquid nitrogen in them. Though the rounds were bullet sized, enough shots from it would certainly freeze you in place. The freeze gun was about the size of the average human head, and was painted navy blue with blue saphire stripes placed along it. We both left the shack, me with my sword and jayden with a wine glass. We were ready to kick ass and put a stop to this.

We left and immediately both got flung into some trees. Guess who it was. It was ebony. Her body had been found and reanimated. I was starting to see a pattern. And now we had to fight the telekinetic who could kill us with a wave of her hand.

She was levitating. Her eyes were glowing red and her hair was floating in the air. She had a smile of someone about to rip your arms off and beat you with them. I tried to take a shot at her but my hand got knocked aside by an invisible force. So i tried the next best thing. Seduction. Fake seduction. Hopefully the whole dying and coming back from the dead thing didnt make her stop being weirdly obsessed with me.

While i faked surrender and complimented ebony and attempted to seduce her, jayden took aim of their ice gun and shot a burst at ebonys right arm. The arm froze in place and shattered. Hopefully that would lower the strength of her telekinetic abilities. It did. But only by about half. Which meant jayden got thrown into the air as i tried to discreetly unholster my acid gun. It wasnt discreet enough and the gun was knocked from my hand.

The gun flew forwards and the impact of hitting the ground set it off for a second, just enough to spray an acidic burn through her arm. Incapacitating her. Jayden ended up sneaking up behind her and impaling her through the skull with the shattered end of their wine glass. Finally ebony was dead for good.

The acid gun was busted, so we had to leave it behind. We got onto my motorcycle and took off towards my apartment building. We would need food if we were going to be traveling. An apartment complex would probably be full of foods, and alot of dead people who wouldnt care if we took some stuff.

[youknow-igetit]

A playlist for our favorite mafia sports gays. songs and the meanings below the cut

1. sex - EDEN

‘Cause you said it meant nothing And I should’ve kept my silence But I guess I’m too attached to my own pride to let you know That all these words meant nothing And I’ve always been this heartless And we’re just having sex, no, I would never call it love But love Oh no, I think I’m catching feelings And I don’t know if this is empathy I feel

“This,” Neil flicked his finger to indicate the two of them, “isn’t worthless.” “There is no ‘this’. This is nothing.” “And I am nothing,” Neil prompted. When Andrew gestured confirmation, Neil said, “And as you’ve always said, you want nothing.” Andrew stared stone-faced back at him.

2. Be Kind (with Halsey) - Marshmello, Halsey

I know you need, I know you need The upper hand even when we aren’t fighting ‘Cause in the past, you had to prepare every time, yeah Don’t wanna leave, don’t wanna leave But if you’re gonna fight then do it for me I know you’re built to love, but broken now, so just try I know you’re chokin’ on your fears Already told you, I’m right here I will stay by your side every night I don’t know why you hide from the one And close your eyes to the one Mess up and lie to the one that you love When you know you can cry to the one Always confide in the one You can be kind to the one that you love

“No one’s said a word to them since they said we couldn’t see you.“ Nathaniel’s heart skipped a beat. The heat that gnawed at his chest was an ugly mix of gratitude and shame. He tried to speak but had to clear his throat before trying again. “But why? I’ve done nothing but lie to them. I willingly put them all in danger so I could play a little longer. They got hurt last night because of me. Why would they protect me now?” “You are a Fox,” Andrew said, like it was that simple, and maybe it was. Nathaniel dropped his eyes and worked his jaw, fighting for a center he was quickly losing hold of.

3. I Think I’m OKAY (with YUNGBLUD & Travis Barker) - Machine Gun Kelly

I guess it’s just my life and I can take it if I wanna But I cannot hide in hills of California Because these hills have eyes, and I got paranoia I hurt myself sometimes, is that too scary for you? Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night Catch me, I’m the one on the run away from the headlights No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don’t like I think that something’s fucking wrong with me

“Trust you.” Andrew enunciated each word like he’d never heard them before. He laughed curled his fingers tight around Neil’s chin. “You lie, and lie, and lie, and you think I’ll trust you with his life?” “Then don’t trust ‘Neil’,” Neil said. “Trust me.” “Oh, but who are you? Do you have a name?” “If you need one, call me Abram.” “Should I believe that?” “I’m named after my father,” Neil said. “Abram is my middle name; it’s the name my mother used when she was trying to protect me from his work.” It was the name he went by at his little league practices so the coach would actually let him play. It was strange hearing it aloud when no one had called Neil “Abram” in eight years. “Ask Kevin if you don’t believe me. He would know.” “Maybe I will.” Neil waited, but Andrew didn’t let go. With so many people watching them Neil couldn’t lift his shirt. He did the next best thing and dragged one of Andrew’s hands under the hem. He pressed Andrew’s palm to the ugly scarring across his abdomen. Andrew’s eyes dropped to Neil’s shirt like he could see Neil’s marred skin through the dark cotton. “Do you understand?” Neil asked. “Nothing Riko does will make me leave him. We will both be here when you get back.” Andrew’s fingers twitched against Neil’s skin. “Someone lied to me. These ouches feel a little rough for a child on the run.”

4. Lover of Mine - 5 Seconds of Summer

Lead to where your secrets are Where we’ve been a thousand times Swallow every single lie Take all of me

When I take a look at my life And all of my crimes You’re the only thing that I think I got I right I’ll never give you away

“It’s always been ‘go’,” Neil said. He turned his hand palm-up and traced a key into his skin with his fingertip. He’d toyed with Andrew’s house key so many times he knew every dip and ridge by heart. “It’s always been ‘lie’ and ‘hide’ and ‘disappear’. I’ve never belonged anywhere or had the right to call anything my own. But Coach gave me keys to the court, and you told me to stay. You gave me a key and called it home.” Neil clenched his hand, imagining the bite of metal against his palm, and lifted his gaze to Andrew’s face. “I haven’t had a home since my parents died.”

5. Vowels (and the Importance of Being Me) - HUNNY

I was a queen last night I said “Take to the water” And let you drink my lies Like, “Okay, you’re right” You can’t spell pain or kiss Or run away or little mistake Without me, or A, E, I, O, U

“I’ll always have and be nothing.“ Andrew reached up and forcibly uncurled Neil’s fingers from his mouth. He pushed Neil’s hand out of the way and stared Neil down with nothing between them. Neil didn’t understand the look on his face. There was no censure over Neil’s crooked parents or pity for their deaths, no triumph over having backed Neil into admitting so much, and no obvious skepticism for such an outlandish story. Whatever this look was, it was dark and intense enough to swallow Neil whole.

6. BLUE - Troye Sivan

I can’t say no Though the lights are on There’s nobody home Swore I’d never lose control Then I fell in love with a heart that beats so slow I want you I’ll color me blue Anything it takes to make you stay Only seeing myself When I’m looking up at you

Nathaniel watched until the hotel disappeared out the window, then looked to Andrew and asked in German, “Can I really be Neil again?” “I told Neil to stay,” Andrew said. “Leave Nathaniel buried in Baltimore with his father.” Nathaniel looked out the window again and wondered if that was possible. He knew in a sense he could never really leave Nathaniel behind. Even if Stuart could talk the Moriyamas down, they’d all know Nathan’s child was alive and kicking. Nathaniel would always be a security risk to them. But the thought was thrilling and chilling in turns, and Nathaniel turned his hand over to consider his palm. He traced Andrew’s key into his skin with a bandaged finger. “Neil Abram Josten,” Neil murmured, and it felt like waking up from a bad dream.

7. Some Kind of Disaster - All Time Low

I wore the crown, I sold the lie I lived the life and paid for every crime, yeah It’s all downhill 'til it’s a climb Through blood and tears, but I don’t mind I’ll just keep singing on and on and on And it’s all my fault that I’m still the one you want 'Cause I’m a liar, I’m a cynic I’m a sinner, I’m a saint I’m a loser, I’m a critic I’m the ghost of my mistakes And it’s all my fault that I’m still the one you want So what are you after? Some kind of disaster

Andrew pressed two fingers to the underside of Nathaniel’s chin to turn his head. Nathaniel let himself be guided and said nothing while Andrew looked his fill. When Andrew dropped his hand and clenched it in Nathaniel’s hoodie, Nathaniel risked looking back at him. There was violence in Andrew’s eyes, but at least he hadn’t shoved Nathaniel away yet. That had to count for something. "I’m sorry,” Nathaniel said. Andrew’s fist went back, but he didn’t take the swing. Nathaniel knew it wasn’t because that was the hand cuffed to Wymack; Andrew’s arm actually shook with the effort it took to not knock Nathaniel’s head off his neck. Nathaniel said nothing to tip the balance either way. At length Andrew uncurled his fingers and let his hand hang limp from the cuff. “Say it again and I will kill you,” he said.

8. The Space Between A Rock and a Hard Place - 5 Seconds of Summer

Faded, I’m wrapped in your arms While you’re waiting to tear me apart With a last kiss, you leave me wanting more You, you’re a catch 22 Win or lose, I’m screwed I’m trapped under your spell It saves me, breaks me 'til I fall back to you You’re a catch 22

“You are a Fox. You are always going to be nothing.” Andrew stubbed his cigarette out. “I hate you.” “Nine percent of the time you don’t.” “Nine percent of the time I don’t want to kill you. I always hate you.” “Every time you say that I believe you a little less.” “No one asked you.” With that, Andrew caught Neil’s face in his hands and leaned in. Nicky’s drugged assault aside, Neil hadn’t kissed anyone in four years. The last girl was a scrawny French-Canadian who’d held him with just her fingertips and kissed like she was afraid of smudging her tacky-bright lipstick. Neil couldn’t remember her name or face anymore. He remembered only how unsatisfying the illicit encounter had been and how furious his mother was when she found them. That awkward peck wasn’t worth the punishment that had followed. This was nothing like that. Andrew kissed him like this was a fight with their lives on the line, like his world stopped and started with Neil’s mouth. Neil’s heart stuttered to a stop at the first hard press of lips against his and he reached up without thinking. His hand made it as far as Andrew’s jaw before he remembered Andrew didn’t like to be touched. Neil caught hold of Andrew’s coat sleeve instead and knotted his fingers in the heavy wool. The touch was a trigger. Andrew leaned back just enough to say, “Tell me no.” Neil’s lips were sore; his skin was buzzing. He felt winded, like he’d survived a half-marathon. He felt strong, like he could run another five more. Panic threatened to tear his stomach to shreds. Common sense said to refuse this and retreat before they both did something they’d regret. But Renee said Andrew regretted nothing, and Neil wouldn’t live long enough for it to matter. He hadn’t figured out which way to lean before Andrew pried Neil’s hand off his coat.

9. Medication - YUNGBLUD

You cannot pretend there’s no dirt on your shirt 'Cause that’s not how it works, that’s not how it works You try to perceive that you’re so squeaky clean But that’s not how it works, that’s not that’s not how it works

“I’m not going to apologize for thinking you’re being idiotic.” “Is your spine the spine of the righteous?” Andrew wondered. “Are you trying your best to step on my toes because you’re feeling the tragic weight of the holier than thou?”

10. Take Yourself Home - Troye Sivan

Talk to me There’s nothing that can’t be fixed with some honesty And how it got this dark is just beyond to me If anyone can hear me switch the lights I’m tired of the city Scream if you’re with me If I’m gonna die, let’s die somewhere pretty

“Don’t dismiss me for lying to you then ignore me when I tell the truth.” “This is not truth,” Andrew said. “Truth is irrefutable and untainted by bias. Sunrise, Abram, death: these are truths. You cannot judge a problem with your obsession goggles on and call it truth. You aren’t fooling either of us.”

11. Trouble Is - All Time Low

All that I know is I just can’t say no to you Funny how things never change All that I wanted was just to get over you Trouble is I can’t find a way You’re part of me

Andrew bit the question into the corner of Neil’s jaw. “Yes or no?” “It’s always yes with you,” Neil said. “Except when it’s no,” Andrew said. Neil put a plastic-wrapped finger to Andrew’s chin, guiding his head up for another kiss. “If you have to keep asking because—I’ll answer it as many times as you ask. But this is always going to be yes.” “Don’t ‘always’ me.” “Don’t ask for the truth if you’re just going to dilute it.”

12. Safety Pin - 5 Seconds of Summer

No more waiting, we can save us from falling This time, maybe this time We’ll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better Deleted things, I really meant So now I’ll say the things I never sent

Neil remembered too well what it was like to say goodbye. He remembered what it was like saying hello again. A hint of Friday’s panic and outrage flickered in his chest, hot enough to burn the air from his lungs. He didn’t know what this thing between them was anymore. He didn’t know what he wanted or needed it to be. He just knew he had to hold on for as long as he could. “You are a mess,” Andrew said against Neil’s lips. “What else is new?”

13. My My My! - Troye Sivan

Spark up, buzz cut I’ve got my tongue between your teeth Go slow, no, no, go fast You like it just as much as me Now, let’s stop running from love Running from love Let’s stop, my baby Let’s stop running from us Running from us Let’s stop, my baby Oh my, my, my! I die every night with you Oh my, my, my! Living for your every move

Time was nothing. Seconds were days, were years, were the breaths that caught between their mouths and the bite of Neil’s fingernails against his palms, the scrape of teeth against his lower lip and the warm slide of a tongue against his. He could feel Andrew’s heartbeat thrumming against his wrists, a staccato rhythm that echoed in Neil’s veins. How a man who viewed the world with such studied disconnect could kiss like this, Neil didn’t know, but he wasn’t going to complain. Neil had forgotten what it was like to be touched without malicious intent. He’d forgotten what body heat felt like. Everything about Andrew was hot, from the hands holding him down to the mouth steadily taking Neil apart. Neil finally understood why his mother thought this was so dangerous. This was distraction and indiscretion, avoidance and denial. It was letting his guard down, letting someone in, and taking comfort in something he shouldn’t have and couldn’t keep. Right now, Neil needed it too much to care.

[trashyswitch]

Tied to the Trends

Logan starts collecting ties with patterns, sayings and references on them. One day, Logan wears a certain-patterned tie for nostalgic purposes...Let's just say he should've seen it coming...

Sorry this one is so short...I didn’t realize that at first...Either way, hope you enjoy!

Patton couldn't help but notice something: Logan has been wearing tons of different ties. It's kinda funny, to be honest. It all started on the start of Pride month, when Logan wore a rainbow tie the entire month! Thomas absolutely loved his spirit!

What everyone DIDN'T expect, was Logan's commitment to different ties. Where he got them? No one could figure it out! All they knew, was that every tie Logan wore, told a visual story of his mood.

There's been lots of patterned ties. There was the Pi-dotted tie [which had the Pi symbol dotted all over it], a galaxy tie, a brain tie [literally a tie covered in outlines of the brain], and a periodic table tie!

There was also the strange, but funny ties! A hot dog tie, a minecraft-style blue tie, a POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS tie (Everyone pretended to avoid him that day), a Weed leaf tie (Yes...he really wore this...), and get this: A tie, covered in multiple layers of Shrek's face!

Patton's favorites so far, were the pun ties and the animal ties! Logan wore a dog paw tie, a cat tie (Patton SQUEALED at this one!), a duck tie (Roman laughed at that one), a penguin-patterned tie, and a tie with Llamas wearing glasses! He also wore a tie that said: I'M SO GAY I CAN'T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT. There was one day when Logan wore a tie that stated: CAT PUNS FREAK MEOWT (Patton proudly announced "YOU'RE WEARING A DAD JOKE!" that day). And that wasn't even the tip of the iceberg!

To top it all off, was the moment Logan went public for his new hobby. That day, during a Sanders Sides video, he proudly changed his tie to reply to something. Logan, who as tired of hearing Roman's statement, rose up from the mind palace wearing a blue tie that said: OKAY BOOMER on it. Everyone bursted out laughing at that, especially Thomas, who had no idea this was happening!

During the video, Virgil felt the need to make that same joke as well! So, he appeared with the exact same tie, on top of his hoodie. Logan laughed and appreciated the participation, but soon looked down and realized he was missing his tie! Turns out, Virgil stole his tie mid-video, and used it solely to bring back the joke! Logan started fighting the emo to get his precious tie back, but Virgil was very resistant! This soon created an unnecessary (but definitely humorous) chase scene between an impatient Logic and a mischievous Anxiety.

By now, everyone in the mind palace was well accustomed to Logan's new hobby. They would always look down at his tie, to see what new decorated piece of narrow fabric he was wearing that day.

One morning, Logan had woken up and put on a yellow, decorated tie. He had felt the need to wear something nostalgic (pre-school nostalgic, to be specific), and wanted to express that using his new hobby. The tie had Elmo from Sesame Street dotted all over it. Logan smiled at his outfit, before he left his room.

Logan walked out to the kitchen, where Patton was making waffles. "Good morning Logan!" Patton cheered as he removed the waffles from the toaster with a butter knife.

"Good morning Patton." Logan replied. Patton placed the waffles and the table syrup near Logan, and put more waffles into the toaster. "Thank you." Logan muttered. After putting some syrup on his waffles, he began cutting his waffles.

Unexpectedly, Patton came up behind him, and placed an apron over top of Logan. "Didn't want you getting syrup all over that outfit of yours." Patton explained as he tied the neck ribbon into a bow in the back.

"Thank you Patton." Logan replied. Patton smiled as he tied the waist ribbon into a knot onto Logan's back. Patton walked away, and looked up at the sound of the toaster lever jumping up. The waffles were ready. Patton grabbed the waffles out of the toaster with the butter knife, and placed them onto a plate. Then, he grabbed and spread some butter all over them, before sitting down beside Logan.

"How did you sleep?" Patton asked.

"I slept decent." Logan replied. Patton looked at his tie.

"I like your elmo tie." Patton whispered.

Logan smiled. "Thank you." he replied. Patton had looked at the tie, and noticed something about it: Along with Elmo dotted all over it, it also had the words; TICKLE ME littered in between the Elmo dots. This made Patton very curious. Did Logan know that his tie said that? Surely, he must've noticed. Patton attempted to hide it, but the father figure was growing mischievous. If Logan was gonna wear a tie that told the reader to tickle him, then he should've gotten himself ready for some tickles.

After what felt like a long 5-10 minutes of eating, Logan picked his now empty plate, and washed it in the sink. While he was there, Patton happily and quietly, snuck up behind him and squeezed his hands on Logan's sides.

Logan let out a yelp of surprise, and turned around. The first thing Logan couldn't help but notice about Patton, was his smug little grin.

"I couldn't help but notice...your tie." Patton told him. Logan was confused at first. What was wrong with it? "Do you not see it?" Patton asked.

"See what?" Logan asked back to Patton.

"What your tie says!" Patton replied, as if it was obvious. Patton picked up the tie. "It has TICKLE ME written all over it!" Patton explained.

"It's actually supposed to be Tickle Me Elmo*: The Elmo product that's been a fad for a couple decades..." Logan explained.

Patton gasped and lightly patted Logan's shoulder. "Do you remember Thomas's tickle me Elmo? The adorable little fluff ball of red that used to laugh and giggle when we-" Patton stated, before wiggling his fingers on Logan's stomach, and finishing by saying: "tickled its tummy?". Logan yelped and curled in slightly, as he tried to stop a wobbly smile from showing up on his face.

"Yehehes...I do remember that..." Logan replied, accidentally letting out a few giggles.

"You know...I wonder where that tickle toy went? I miss it sometimes. I wonder if it's still in Thomas's parents' house?" Patton wondered.

"I...couldn't tell you, Patton." Logan said amidst the conversation.

"Or..." Patton thought, turning his head slowly towards Logan. "Perhaps I don't need a tickle toy..." Patton thought aloud as his mischievous grin grew. Logan's eyes widened as he contemplated what to do. "Perhaps..." Patton continued, using his pauses to create tension. "I have a tickle toy, right here?" Patton suggested to himself as he reached out and grabbed Logan's shoulders with his hands. Logan was stuck. If he didn't have a chance to get out before, he certainly has no chance now...Patton's tickle toy is now in his loving and caring grasp, whether he liked it or not...

Logan gulped. That was all he could do, before being lifted up. Patton had picked up Logan and dragged him over to the living room. Patton, filled with excitement, plopped Logan onto the couch and started tickling his tummy with his wild fingers.

"Pahahahattohohon! Ihihihi'm nahahat aha tihihihickle tohohohoy!" Logan argued.

Patton gasped and put a finger on his chin. "You're right!" Patton declared. The childish father jumped up onto the couch, and sat himself onto Logan's waist. "You're MY tickle toy." Patton announced with a wink. Patton gave Logan's nose a little *Boop*, before going back to his tickle attack.

"Cohohohome ohohohohon!" Logan begged through his giggles.

"Come on? Come on, harder? Okay! I'll go harder!" Patton teased before covering Logan's tummy and sides with endless squeezes. Logan's laughter grew even louder! belly Squeezes were much more ticklish than just the wiggly fingers!

"PAHAHAHAHATTOHOHOHON! STAHAHAHAP! STOPSTOPSTOP PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Logan pleaded through his laughter. Patton took pity on the poor man, and removed his hands.

"Too much fo' my pwecious Logan?" Patton asked in a baby voice. Logan was about to reply with something, before being stopped by the pressure of Patton's head and arms resting on his tummy.

"I can't help but notice you're being incredibly...childish today. Nostalgia?" Logan observed.

"Yeah..." Patton started to reply, before drawing on Logan's tummy with his finger. "I'm in a good mood today. I'm in the mood to be cuddled and played with." Patton explained. Logan nodded in understanding, and began to remove his tie.

"Are you in the mood..." Logan started asking as he lifted the tie over his head. As he reached the knotted tie around Patton's head, Logan continued. "...to be tickled as well?" Logan asked, before tightening the tie around Patton's light blue collar. Patton looked down curiously, as he saw the Tickle me Elmo* tie wrapped around his neck. Upon realizing this, Patton's face grew a light hue of red as he scrunched his shoulders in embarrassment.

"Yeeeeeaaaaahh...I am..." Patton confessed in a slightly slurred voice.

"Well in that case..." Logan started as he thought of a plan. "Since I dawn the color blue and you didn't take the idea yet..." Logan said, pausing for a moment. "I'm going to become the cookie monster! And YOU-" Logan stated, placing his pointed finger on Patton's chest. "-Shall be my cookie!" Logan suggested before lifting himself up to dominate Patton. Now, Patton was lying on the couch, and Logan (the cookie monster) was sitting on Patton's legs.

"SNACK TIME!" Logan shouted in a cookie monster imitation. Suddenly, Logan shoved his face into Patton's tummy, and started making nom-nom sounds as he aggressively nibbled on Patton's tummy.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! LOHOHOHOHOGAHAHAHAN!" Patton laughed gleefully.

"Who's Logan? The only monster here is the COOKIE MONSTER!" Logan teased in the gruffly Cookie Monster voice.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE! DOHOHOHON’T EHEHEHEHEAT MEHEHEHEHE!” Patton begged. Logan finished his nibbling for a few seconds, so he could crawl up to Patton’s rib cage.

Logan lifted up Patton’s shirt. “Cookie monster is still hungry!” Logan declared in his Cookie Monster voice, before aggressively eating Patton’s ribs.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAHAIT! COHOHOHOOKIHIHIE MOHOHOHONSTEHEHER!” Patton laughed hysterically.

Logan stopped and gasped.

“Me cookie TALKS?” Logan asked in the iconic voice.

“Yehehehes! Ihihihit tihihihihickles tohohohohoo muhuhuhuch.” Patton told Logan.

“Are you ready for letter of day?” Logan asked him like Cookie Monster.

Patton giggled as he nodded eagerly.

Okay. Just need me second...” Logan muttered as he pretended to reach his hand into a cookie jar. He pretended to struggle for the cookies, which made Patton giggle and clap his hands like a child.

“GOTCHA!” Logan declared loudly, before pulling out an imaginary cookie. “You know what THAT look like?” Logan asked. Patton shook his head eagerly, recognizing that he couldn’t see the cookie, let alone the letter. “That look like letter T!” Logan declared. Patton gasped and clapped his hands again. “What’s that? Hm?” Logan continued, bringing his ear up to Patton’s head. “T-T-T” Patton said in his ear.

Logan nodded. “It sounds like letter T...” Logan muttered, before bring his nose up to Patton’s ear and sniffing it. Patton giggled and laughed as Logan’s nose tickled his ear. “It SMELLS like letter T...” Logan continued. “Let’s see if cookie TASTE like letter T!” Logan suggested.

Patton gasped and watched as Logan snuck up behind him, and hugged him from behind! Patton happily took the hug, but also anticipated the tickles as well. Sure enough, Logan delivered. He placed his lips onto Patton’s neck and blew a BIG raspberry!

“NAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Patton bursted out. To top it all off, Logan decided to start aggressively eating Patton’s exposed neck!

“OM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM! OM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM! I could gobble you up!” Logan teased in his gruffly Cookie Monster voice.

Patton was cackling for what felt like an eternity! It was so tickly and playful! This was 10x better than a tickle me Elmo! Who needs a Tickle Me Elmo, when you have a nerdy Cookie Monster to gobble you all up?

It didn’t take long for Patton to start getting payback. Soon, there was a big tickle fight between Patton and Logan! Logan was the best at imitating the TV characters, while Patton was the best at teasing in general! Eventually, the 2 sides could be seen cuddling each other on the floor.

Roman, who eventually found them, was the one who took the time to drape a blanket overtop of them.

[icaruspendragon]

— Get to know me! 

The last time I filled this out was in July of 2017 and I just wanted to see how my answers changed, the new answers are in parentheses. 

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? A boy named Igor (My husband John Paul)  2. Are you outgoing or shy? Shy (Shy)  3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My mom today! (JP when he gets home from work lolol)  4. Are you easy to get along with? I would say yes, I don’t really fight with anyone. (same)  5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? He already has haha. (same answer, different person) 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Kind people. (same, also boys with long hair)  7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? Yes (I sure hope so)  8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Igor (Zuko lmao)  9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Nope (same)  10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Patrick (JP)  11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “You can be anything you want. I’ll support you.” ( “I was just training.” ) 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? The most recent Bastille album lol. ( Waves by Bastille, Rosie by John Mayer, Swimming In The Moonlight by Bad Suns, Thank Me Later by Anna of the North, and Jackie and Wilson by Hozier)  13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? YES ( same)  14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes (kinda)  15. What good thing happened this summer? Going to Gay Pride in Nashville (I got married)   16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? HELL YEAH (ye)  17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Yes (same)  18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No (same)  19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes (same)  20. Do you like your neighbors? I don’t really talk to my neighbors (no i do not like them)  21. What are you bad habits? I doubt myself a lot. (I used to do a shit ton of cocaine and still want to do a lot of cocaine haha)  22. Where would you like to travel? YES (same)  23. Do you have trust issues? YES (same)  24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Cuddling with my cats after I wake up. (going to bed lol)   25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? I love myself totally. (All I want in this world is a fat ass)  26. What do you do when you wake up? Check my phone. (crawl over my still slumbering husband to quietly get ready for work)  27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Neither. I am fine just the way that I am. (yeah same)  28. Who are you most comfortable around? Mackenzie. (JP)  29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes. (same)  30. Do you ever want to get married? I think so. (I am married)  31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Yes. (same)  32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? None. (same)  33. Spell your name with your chin.  bdfdfmkljde (ber5klkier) 34. Do you play sports? What sports? No, I’m in band. (no, but I was in band for 11 years)  35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV (same)  36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes. (same)  37. What do you say during awkward silences? Nothing. That’s what makes them awkward. (lol, yeah) 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Tall, dark, English major. (same)  39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Amazon lmao. (i’m a slut for etsy and i greatly enjoy candy stores)  40. What do you want to do after high school? I’m already done with high school thank God. ( i dunno)  41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? It depends. (No)  42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean? Nothing. (probably thinking about zutara tbh)  43. Do you smile at strangers? Yes, I’m from the South. I think it’s ingrained in my DNA to. (yeah)  44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Space boi (same)  45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? That morning wee (work and wee)  46. What are you paranoid about? That none of friends like me and that they’re all just pretending. (same)  47. Have you ever been high? Yes. (same)  48. Have you ever been drunk? Yes. (same)  49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Oh honey. (nope)  50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Black. (yellow)  51. Ever wished you were someone else? Nope. (ye)  52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? Nothing.(i. want. a. fat. ass.)   53. Favourite makeup brand? Probably Tarte. (NYX)  54. Favourite store? Ulta (I don’t really have one)  55. Favourite blog? I don’t have one. (I have so many now, omg @babytreehugger @hugs4zuko @pineapple-frenzy @bluelady-atla @aprilmayship and @firelxdykatara are a few of them!)  56. Favourite colour? Light green. (same) 57. Favourite food? Pasta (same)  58. Last thing you ate? Pasta lmao. (does espresso count? if not, then pizza for dinner last night)  59. First thing you ate this morning? I haven’t yet. (espresso, lol, i have yet to have food today)  60. Ever won a competition? For what? Nope. (do band competitions count? if so, yes)  61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? Nope. (same)  62. Been arrested? For what? Nope. (same)  63. Ever been in love? Yes. (yeah boiiii)  64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? I was in seventh grade. It wasn’t great. (that’s pretty much it)  65. Are you hungry right now? No. (also no)   66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? No. (no, but more gently this time)  67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook. (neither tbh)  68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr (same)  69. Are you watching tv right now? No. (same)  70. Names of your bestfriends? Carleigh, Karlee, Maria, Mackenzie, Emily, Josh,  and Allen!! (same, but now i have JP, another Maria, Scott, Corbin, and pretty much all of my sbux coworkers)  71. Craving something? What? Not really haha. (same)  72. What colour are your towels? Different colors. (same)  72. How many pillows do you sleep with? Three. (five lmao)  73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yes. (yes)   74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? I only have two with me at my apartment, but more at home. (five)  75. Favourite animal? Dragon. (same)  76. What colour is your underwear? Pink. (blue)  77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla (depends on what is being offered)  78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Vanilla (birthday cake)  79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Gray (red plaid)  80. What colour pants? Blue nike shorts. (red plaid. yes it’s 1:59 pm. yes i’m wearing pajamas)  81. Favourite tv show? Avatar: the Last Airbender.  (same)  82. Favourite movie? The Way He Looks (same)  83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean Girls (ye)  84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 21 Jump Street (ye)  85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? I don’t have one. (ye)  86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? I don’t have one. (ye)   87. First person you talked to today? Sage (John Paul)  88. Last person you talked to today? Jaimy (John Paul)  89. Name a person you hate? I don’t hate anyone. (da president)  90. Name a person you love? Mackenzie. He’s kind of my hero. (Same, but also my husband I reckon)   91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? No one really haha. (same)   92. In a fight with someone? No. (currently, no. in the past? yes. this question is weird)  93. How many sweatpants do you have? One. (still just one)  94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? Four or five. (so many)  95. Last movie you watched? Logan (I have no idea about the last movie i watched and also no idea what movie “Logan” is)  96. Favourite actress? I don’t think that I have one. (same)  97. Favourite actor? Avan Jogia. (same i reckon)  98. Do you tan a lot? No. (same)  99. Have any pets? Yes, three cats! (same three cats and now a dog) 100. How are you feeling? Tired. But that’s nothing new. (lmao yeah same)  101. Do you type fast? Yes. (ye)  102. Do you regret anything from your past? Oh honey (ahaha :’) )  103. Can you spell well? Yes. (i am okay)  104. Do you miss anyone from your past? OH BUDDY (ye)  105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes. (same) 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? Yes. (same)  107. Have you ever been on a horse? Yes. (same, and never again)  108. What should you be doing? Sleeping. (writing or cleaning)  109. Is something irritating you right now? No. (no)  110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Yes. (ye)  111. Do you have trust issues? Oh yeah. (ye) 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? My mom. (JP)  113. What was your childhood nickname? Gertie. (that one and also ‘berkel’)  114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? Yes. (ye)  115. Do you play the Wii? No. (still no)  116. Are you listening to music right now? Yes, the Danish String Quartet. (no)  117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? It’s okay. (it is still just an okay soup)  118. Do you like Chinese food? Hell yeah. (HELL YEAH)  119. Favourite book? Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. (same)  120. Are you afraid of the dark? I used to be, but not anymore. (yes)  121. Are you mean? No, being mean gets you nowhere in life. (no)  122. Is cheating ever okay? No. (also no)  123. Can you keep white shoes clean? Hell nope. (still nope)  124. Do you believe in love at first sight? No. (sorta kinda)  125. Do you believe in true love? Yes. (yeah)  126. Are you currently bored? A little. (no)  127. What makes you happy? A good book, a cup of coffee, and a cold rainy day. (same)  128. Would you change your name? I used to want to change it to something “normal” but not anymore. (I need to because it’s been six months since i got married and i have yet to legally change my last name)  129. What your zodiac sign? Gemini. I was supposed to be a cancer though, my mom just couldn’t chill lol. (same)  130. Do you like subway? It’s okay. (same)  131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?Probably just hope that it goes away. I don’t like change. (still same, except I’d probably tell JP about it)  132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? I answered this earlier, and it’s still Patrick. (Still JP)  133. Favourite lyrics right now? The song Blackbird by the Beatles in its entirety. (WAP, in its entirety) 134. Can you count to one million? Yes. ( probably? yes. will i? no.)  135. Dumbest lie you ever told? There is no telling. (that one time i faked my death when I was like, 14.)  136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Closed. (cracked open)  137. How tall are you? 5′4. (still 5′4)  138. Curly or Straight hair? I have curly hair. (same)  139. Brunette or Blonde? I have blonde hair.  (same)  140. Summer or Winter? Winter. (same)  141. Night or Day? Night. (same)  142. Favourite month? December. (same)  143. Are you a vegetarian? No, but I have been in the past. (no)  144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? Milk. (sameO  145. Tea or Coffee? COFFEE (BOTH)  146. Was today a good day? Yes. (it was alright I reckon)  147. Mars or Snickers? Neither. (same)  148. What’s your favourite quote? “fire cannot kill a dragon.” (anything uncle iron says ever)   149. Do you believe in ghosts? Hell yeah. (ye)  150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “He was so snug in there that he was able to pretend that he was safe at home, having survived the war, and that he was telling his parents and sister a true war story–whereas the true war story was still going on.” From Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut. ( “‘They plant when they’re hot. It doesn’t mean they’re angry or hungry.’ I hesitated, watching her. ‘You’ve never seen one before, have you?’” From “Parable of the Sower” by Octavia E. Butler) 

[bald-tales]

No going back. By Titan

This was my first story.

My name is Mathew, and I really love the idea of letting a barber have absolute control over what hairstyle I should be wearing. Only trouble is that up until now, I haven't had the nerve. But here I was in my favourite gay bar, considering surrendering my hair, which at the moment was just starting to hit my shoulders. You see, I'd been sitting at the bar with a beer in hand, looking at the different haircuts on the guys around me. They were all typically short, mine the longest by far. I'd been glancing through the local gay newspaper, and noticed a small advertisement, with barbers pole. The shop was called simply, 'Jakes'. Monday were Barbers' choice, it stated. Then in small print at the bottom of the ad it said; 'Monday evenings, special looks by appointment only.' I now had a raging hard on and knew I had to give this shop a try, besides it had been a long time since I'd been in a barbershop, getting my dark, long locks styled in one of those upmarket salons up til now. Here I was, Monday evening right outside number 26 Curtis Street. That was the address that Jake had given me on the phone after I had rang the number in the ad. He explained that as he delt exclusively with a gay clientele, he never advertised his address. It had just turned 6 o'clock as I pressed the bell. The front door gave no clue what was behind it, in fact, I was starting to wonder if this really was a barbershop. My nerves gave way when the door opened and a large, beefy man with a handsome face, stood smiling at me. He wore a traditional barbers tunic with the name Jake, embroidered on it. "Mathew?", he said. "Come on in". I followed him down a small corridor to another door that had a spinning barbers pole beside it. As Jake opened the door, my cock showed my excitement. The room I entered was exactly fitted out as a traditional barbershop. Although well lit it contained no windows, which I did think was strange at the time. Jake the barber motioned me to the barbers chair in the dead centre of the room. With a little hesitation, I climbed up into the big red upholstered chrome chair, that had what looked like a huge light shade hanging above it. "How about a drink",Jake enquired cheerfully. "Sure, wouldn't say no." I replied. Jake walked over to a small fridge and asked,"Is a beer okay?" "Sure is", I replied. As he came back with the beer, I noticed that Jake had a completely hairless head. I mean it didn't look shaved as I couldn't see any sign of a shadow anywhere on his head. He was a big man, well over 200 lbs I guessed, carrying what looked like a lot of that weight around his middle. Normally I wouldn't be attracted to such a man, but seeing him standing there before me in his barbers tunic was really turning me on. As we downed our beers,Jake asked me a few more questions about myself. When I spoke to him on the phone previously, he had asked me what style my hair presently was and what styles I liked. "So, Mathew, you have quite alot of hair there on your head, is it the same on the rest of your body?" he asked with what looked like a glint in his eye. This caught me by surprise. I told him I thought I was moderately hairy. "Let's have a look ", he said, and without any hesitation he started to unbutton my shirt. "I would say you've got more than a moderate covering of hair ,boy". Jake said as he ran his enormous hands over the hair on my chest. I hoped he couldn't see the tent in my pants getting bigger. He had! "Now you told me on the phone you were looking to get something quite different to your present cut." Jake said as he got a stripped cape and placed it around my neck, and secured it with what appeared to be velcro . "Well, I thought a change would be good as I've worn my hair this way for much too long". I began to tell him, "I'm not real sure what style would be good on me, so when I saw your ad, I thought the barber would know the best style, something I would never be game to ask for myself". Jake knew straight away, that this kid was begging to be taken as a slave. He was certainly easy on the eye; he couldn't be more than 22, with a trim, atheletic body, standing nearly 6 foot. But he knew he had to be careful not to scare this boy away before he'd had a chance to work his magic on him. "So your willing to let me do whatever I want?" Jake suddenly asked. I then realised the situation I was in, and beginning to feel a little fearful, replied,"You wouldn't do anything too radical, would you?" Jake just smiled and went to the mirror in front of me. He drew my attention to a board attached to the side. It had a numbered list of hairstyles, many I hadn't really heard of before. "Now I'll tell you what hairstyle will suit you and you tell me if you think it's too radical, okay?" he asked me. Now, that seemed fair I thought, and so I told him,"Go ahead". The clippers felt unbelievable as they travelled up the back of my head, and I knew my cock agreed. Jake had earlier reassured me that the haircut numbered, 5, would be the one he would like to do on me. I was actually a little disappointed as the haircut featured beside the number 5, was an ivy league. I had visions of this guy taking more hair than that off me. When Jake had finished with the clippers, he picked up a pair of scissors and proceeded trim the hair on the top of my head. I had been a little anguished when Jake had first picked up the scissors and cut off all the length I had grown. But when he turned on those Oyster Clippers, I knew I was going to enjoy the new me, especially with summer just beginning. One thing did strike me as odd, when Jake had first started cutting at my hair. It still felt like I had some length at the back close to the crown. I wasn't facing the mirror as Jake had explained he wanted to surprise me with the final transformation. When Jake had finished with the scissors, he said the finished style needed some product in it to keep it in place, but first he had to condition the hair. He rubbed a very thick goo through my hair, making sure it was well coated, but again it felt like he was missing a spot at the back of my head. I really enjoyed the head massage, so much so,I did not notice him lowering that dome light above my head. "This is just to help the conditioners work through your hair, and particularily your scalp." Jake assured me, as he set the dome just over my head. The warmth of the light was really relaxing me, I think I could just drift off to sleep. As Mathew slept, Jake lowered the heat lamp a little lower until, it covered the top of Mathew's head. This 'special' appliance was his pride and joy, as it accomplished quite a few jobs in a very short time. Firstly, it contained a sleep agent, rendering the person under it, unconscious. As a heat lamp, it was drying the cream that Jake had put on Mathews head, letting it completely penetrate the hair shaft. This was the exact treatment that Jake had used on himself. That's why, he had no shadow of hair anywhere on his scalp. The cream was designed to be a permanent hair removal solution, and Jake didn't want his new boy to have hair anywhere on his body. This slave was going to be as smooth as the day he was born, except for one spot on his head. Jake had already decided, he wanted this 'pretty boy' made to look a little freakier. He was going to give him a Mongol look, so that was what Mathew had felt left behind by the clippers, a lock of hair just below the crown, 3 inches round and falling nearly 7 inches long. Jake had also been careful to leave the cream off this hair. Jake switched a lever at the side of the heat lamp. Soft music could be heard coming from under the lamp. While Mathew slept, the Music emitting from small speakers on the inside of the lamp, was designed to put Mathew in a hypnotic state, then he would be bombarded with powerful suggestions. As the sleeping drug effects wore off, this would enable Jake to control him, without the use of restraints or gags. Jake took a look under the lamp, and saw the cream was completely dry. Mathews hair was rock solid, as if he was a mannequin in a store window. He switched the heat-lamp off, and went to his counter where he picked up another jar of cream. Opening it, he began to apply it to Mathews face, around his chin area and above his lip. This was a beard and hair growth accelerator, designed by a doctor friend of his, making the hair grow fifty times as fast as normal. Jake knew how well it worked as he often used it on himself, when he wanted to grow facial hair. In fact Jake decided to spread some of that hair cream on his own face, he thought it was time for a full beard again. He left the shop and Mathew to let the hypnotic suggestions take effect. He was also feeling a little hungry, and another beer wouldn't go astray. He'd check on his new boy in a few hours. Jake had just finished his fourth beer, and as he rubbed his belly, realised he'd better check on Mathew. Looking at his watch, it was nearing 10.30 pm. Mathew had been under his 'Hypno Light' for nearly four hours. It's subliminal messages and hypnotic music should have altered Mathews mind to the effect where he believed he really belonged to Jake; body and mind. Scratching at his face, Jake liked the feel of his new beard. The hair accelerator he,d applied worked fast. He was now sporting a thick, dense beard, completely hiding his chin and neck. Going to the bathroom, he took a pair of Oyster beard trimmers and proceeded to fashion a new look for himself. Trimming the coarse whiskers away from his ears, he removed most of the hair from his cheeks and neck, leaving behind a wedge shaped goatee, that began well back on his jawline. His moustache was left thick and luxurious, trimmed to sit just above the top lip. Pleased with his work, he lathered his face and removed the remaining stubble. He couldn't wait to team up this look with his brand new leather outfit. Meanwhile, across the road............. Billy knew his life was in a rut. What sort of life was it for an 18 year old to spend so much time in front of his window, like some old spinster. Well for this teenager, he could think of nowhere better to spend his time. Since moving into the neighbourhood a few months back, he'd noticed a lot of men coming and going from the house across the road. What was stranger, the men always came out with much shorter hair then they went in with, sometimes radically so. Billy was hooked. He'd always been fascinated with traditional Barbershops, from a very early age, and here was one set up right across the street from his apartment, albeit a hidden one. The owner of the house fitted the big daddy barber type. Shaved head, built like a tank, with plenty of weight around the middle. Definitely not Billy's type, in fact Billy had seen 'his ideal man' enter the house earlier this evening, through his binoculars. Tall, long dark hair, not much older than himself, this particular guy was hot! But what was keeping him so long! He'd gone inside around 6 pm and now it was nearing 11.00. Billy was sure he hadn't missed him, as he'd never left the window for a second. His toilet was here,( a large old fashioned bedpan belonging to his Gran), an ice chest filled with beers and cola, and a couple of cold pizza slices, from an earlier delivery. He was more than prepared for a long night by the window, he certainly didn't want to miss one minute of the action at number 26 Curtis Street. Jake ran the warm water all through Mathews stiffened hair. He'd reclined the Barbers chair back so his new slaves head was fitting into a groove in the basin, designed to support the neck. Jake had just returned from upstairs, and after switching the Hypno-light off, continued with Mathews transformation. As the water softened the dense, hardened, cream, that had turned Mathews hair rock solid, large clumps of hair began to fall away from the scalp. Pink, smooth, skin began to show all over his head. Everywhere the cream had been, hair just slid away as the water softened the hair. The hair root had been eaten completely, leaving nothing for the hair to attach itself to. The chemicals had totally fried the hair remaining above the skin, only the 7 inch long ponytail at his crown, remained. When he'd dried off the scalp, Jake began work on Mathews newly grown goatee. Grabbing a set of trimmers, he got rid of most of the bulk, leaving a sharp edge on the chin almost an inch long. He reduced the mustache, to more a Clarke Gable width, before fashioning it to hang down at the sides, fu-style. Firing up the lather machine, he shaved the remaining stubble, creating a perfect edge goatee and thin mustache. Next, Jake bleached the beard, eyebrows and remaining hair. He decided to dye everything jet black, but that could always be changed. After finishing the colouring, Jake fired up his electrolysis needle and began to tidy the scalp around the remaining lock of hair. He'd been careful to keep the hair removal cream away from this area, and now he was creating a perfectly round circle of hair growing out of the scalp, as if by magic. When he finished on the scalp, Jake set the needle to work thinning down Mathews eyebrows. He narrowed the centre and made them appear to go higher on the outside end. He really was looking like a Mongol slave by this time but his skin was still very pale. Now Jake picked up a paintbrush and began to apply a thick golden oil all over the newly balded head and face, covering every single area of skin. Jake lowered the Hypno-light again and turned on the heat lamp, leaving Mathew to 'baste' for awhile. Part 5 ............Billy was feeling the onset of tiredness. It was well after Midnight and there was definitely no sign of life from number 26. Obviously, the young guy that Billy had observed enter the premises earlier, was staying the night. Billy wished he could be a fly on the wall, as he knew there must have been some serious haircutting, happening to that spunky guy! With a huge yawn, Billy went to bed, and hoped to have some erotic dreams. ............. When Jake returned to his shop to check on Mathews progress, he couldn't believe his eyes. The kid's skin was now a deep, golden brown. He looked so much like an oriental warrior, it was hard to believe that less than 7 hours ago, Mathew was a typical, white, all-American, college boy. Jake raised the Hypno-Light, and switched the heat lamp within it ,off. Time to wake the kid up, said Jake to himself as he waved some strong, smelling salts under Mathews nose. Almost instantly, Mathew's head jerked, backwards, and with a few coughs and splutters, Mathew tried to move his body. He couldn't move his arms or legs, as Jake had secured him earlier with leather restraints. "What's going on .....aaagh! My head...where am I? Why?...aarrrh....why can't I move my arms! Mathew started to garbal as he slowly came to. As Mathew began to focus on the man in front of him, slowly things began to make sense. The bald, bearded guy in front of him, was the barber. He'd come to this shop for a haircut, but why did he feel so groggy, and why was he restrained like this? Jake reasurred his new slave, "Your with me now, Mathew, your perfectly safe, you've just had a little catnap, while I've been working on your new look". Jake then grabbed one of his cigars, and lighting the end, sucked deeply on it. He blew the smoke directly at Mathew, who began to cough repeatedly. Mathew was so confused he couldn't think straight and now his eyes began to water from the acrid cigar smoke. "Don't like the cigar, lad? Well, we are going to have to change that, aren't we?" Said Jake as he blew some more smoke at Mathew. "Now it's time to see your completed haircut", continued Jake. He always liked this part, that's why he did the brainwashing in stages; he wanted them to remember their former self as he did the big reveal. "Okay, here goes", he said as he slowly turned Mathews chair, to face the mirror. Slowly, Mathews eyes began to focus on the man in the mirror. All he could see was a dark, oriental guy, with a completely bald head, except he could see hair coming out of the crown. The guy had a black mustache and goatee, it was hard to guess his age. "Aaarrrgh....." suddenly screamed Mathew as he realised the guy he was looking at was himself. "What the... shit! it can't be....what in the hell have you done to me.....? Mathew struggeled against the restraints as he tried to make some sense of all this. Jake leant in close to Mathews ear, and calmly said, "Relax Mathew, just relax, this is what you wanted, you know it's what you wanted". As Mathew became fully aware of what was happening, he began to think back to the beginning of the haircut. "What the fuck are you on about!" "This isn't the haircut we agreed on" Mathew argued. Jake replied, "It sure is, let me show you". And with that, Jake went to the mirror where the numbered board containing all the different hairstyles, was hanging. "Now, it was number 5 we agreed on wasn't it?" asked Jake, mockingly. Mathew leaned forward, and could clearly see the haircut listed beside the number 5: Ivy League. Suddenly, Mathew's focus caught sight of some small print at the bottom of number 5. He started to feel sick, as he read to himself;'Monday Evenings - number 5: Mongol Braid'. "You bastard! You tricked me, you knew I wouldn't be able to read that small print... I'm gonna get the cops....." Jake continued to speak calmly, close to Mathew's ear,"Come on, don't be so melodramatic, or I'll gag you. Your already getting off on this new look," as Jake pointed towards Mathew's growing bulge in his pants. Mathew was confused. On one hand he was shocked and angered, at what he was looking at, but at the same time, this complete transformation was making him very horny. Could it be that he really wanted this? Part of him was already accepting this, how is that possible? Jake leaned in close to Mathew's ear."Your going to love serving me boy. Your new slave name is Boon." Suddenly, Mathew was feeling completely relaxed. He couldn't remember what he'd just been saying, all he could focus on was the bald , bearded man beside him; his voice was so soothing, his eyes, trusting, all Mathew knew was that he had to serve this beautiful man. Mathew's conditioning was working 100 percent. You see, Jake had just said the keyword, Boon. It had been placed as a subliminal message, to activate, the information contained now in Mathew's sub-conscience. At the mention of the keyword, Mathew was now on course to begin his new life, as Jake's slave warrior. "Now Boon, I'm going to release you from the restraints, you will remain calm". Jake said in a soothing voice. "Yes Master", replied Boon with his eyes still shut. "There is still much work to do", said Jake as he went to work, fashioning a braid out of Boon's ponytail. He worked methodically, sepperating the strands of black, shiny hair and wrapping them tightly into a perfect Mongol Braid........all the time, Boon said nothing; he just sat perfectly still. Part 6 Billy couldn't sleep; he was too restless.All he could think about was what may or may not be happening across the road. He got up and thought he should try some hot chocolate, maybe that might help him sleep. As he entered his small kitchen, he thought he heard a scream - not loud, but none the less it was definitely a scream. Going to the window, he peered across at number 26. A light was on in the upstairs window, and every other apartment close by was in complete darkness. What was going on at that address? Billy knew he couldn't go back to sleep now. Without thinking, Billy returned to his room and started to dress. Meanwhile...... Jake continued to apply the special hair removal cream all over Boon's body. Laughing to himself, he thought maybe it should be called; Hair Destroyer! Jake had Boon completely in his power, so he continued to transform Boon's body, Boon just lay there as if in a trance. Jake had transferred Boon to a collapsable table, he'd sourced at a camping store. Here he could complete his work on Boon's body. When he had completely covered the front of the body, Jake wheeled over, a large infra-red lamp. Turning it on, it began to glow a fiery red as he lowered it closer to Boon. Soon the cream would dry, exactly as it had on Boon's head, and when washed off, would remove all the hair, including the deadened root. "What was that?" Jake said aloud to himself. He'd just heard something fall outside. He thought it sounded like the alley out back. Leaving the shop, Jake went to the back entry to the shop and turned on a video screen near the rear door. He pressed a button that gave him four different screens. One picture was of the front door, one of the alley beside his rear door, and two other pictures showed inside his barbershop. Peering at the rear shot, he pressed a button that brought up just the rear alley camera shot. Sure enough, he could see movement; not real clear in the darkness, but there was definitely, something or somebody, near his rear shop window. This window, only looked in on a small room, that contained a fridge and coffee-maker. It was mainly a supply room for the shop. Jake suddenly remembered he'd left the blinds open, and the light from the barbershop would be filtering through the open door. Jake knew he had to move fast, so he went back in the shop, grabbed what he wanted, and made his way to the front door. Billy couldn't believe he'd come down to this back alley in the middle of the night. What with hearing a scream and not knowing anything about this 'Barber', wasn't this insane? He was beginning to think so as he peered into the back window. He'd climbed up on a trashcan to be able to see in. He could make out what looked like a small storeroom and light seemed to be coming from an open door. It had to be a shop, Billy said to himself. Suddenly the trashcan gave way, and Billy fell to the ground. The sheer noise magnified in that small alley, made him not have to think twice. Taking a moment to gather himself , he started to run as fast as his legs would carry him. His adrenaline pumping, he was nearing the end of the alley, and he started to feel safe. As he rounded the corner of Curtis Street he felt a huge arm grab him from behind. Before he could scream for help, a hand covered his mouth. He tried to struggle, but was having trouble taking in air. He could feel everything going blank. As Billy stopped struggling, Jake knew the either had worked as he kept the cloth over the victims mouth. Part 7 Back in his shop, Jake secured his prisoner to the barbers chair. Using the leather restraints, he fastened them around the kids, neck, chest and arms. He fitted his legs to some custom-made stirrups that could be raised from the side of the chair, and in a semi-reclined position, gave the barber complete access to the groin and leg areas for shaving. Jake studied his captive carefully. Straight away, Jake recognised the kid from the apartment across the street. He'd noticed him many times, just sitting in his window; this had started to worry Jake. He knew the kid had probably noticed the continual stream of men, coming in and out of this address. And now he was snooping around out in back, in the middle of the night. Had he seen anything he shouldn't have? Jake's Barbershops very existence, relied on remaining hidden from the straight world, and the authorities. Wow, Jake thought, this kid was certainly a looker; couldn't have been more than 19. Jake turned his attention, back to Boon, who was still lying on the table in his hypnotic state. Jake would wait for his new prisoner to wake before deciding on his fate. The hair removal cream needed a little longer to dry, so Jake turned his attention to the piercings. Wheeling over a small trolley where he had laid out all the necessary equipment earlier, Jake pushed a large needle through the right earlobe. Working a large gold hoop through the new piercing, he then pierced the left earlobe, fixing a much smaller but thicker gauged ring. All the time, Boon remained, perfectly still. He'd been programmed to enjoy the thought of having multiple piercings, and already his cock was at full mast. Working quickly, Jake continued to work now with a small needle gun and before long, Boon's left ear sported eight gold studs around the edge. In the glow of the infra-red heat lamp, the brillance of the golden colour of the piercings, accentuated, Boon's tanned face. Next a small gold barbell was fixed to the bottom of the thinned down eyebrows. Finally, a small spike was placed under the bottom lip, setting off the black sculpted goatee. It was time to remove the body hair, which by now had completely dried, and hardened. Using wet towels, he rubbed them all over the front of Boon's body, taking away the deadened hair forever,leaving nothing but smooth skin in it's place. He then asked Boon to turn over, and sure enough, Boon obeyed. Jake now applied the hair removal cream to the back of the legs, arse and back. He fixed the infra-red lamp back in place to continue the process of removing Boons remaining hair. Yawning, and feeling a rumble from his stomach, Jake realised how long it had been since he'd ate anything. He went upstairs to fix himself a snack, besides, Boon needed time to bake! Part 8 Conclusion Billy began to come to. He felt as if he'd been hit by a truck. He couldn't remember what had happened; he was having trouble focusing on his surroundings, then slowly, he remembered being in a back alley. Then running as hard as he could, he was grabbed from behind..... then all he could remember was darkness. As he began to take in his surroundings, he realised he must be inside the Barbershop. As he tried to move, he quickly became aware, he couldn't move; there were leather straps holding him to a barbers chair. Fear started to take over, as he became fully conscious. It was then that he noticed a naked guy, lying on a table to his left. Billy couldn't tell if he was awake or not, but he seemed to be completely hairless, except for a long braid, and a beard, and beside him stood some large heat lamp. Billy really started to panic now. He began to yell, "Get me out of this chair." Just about the same time, Jake was returning to the shop,"Pipe down cutie, no one wants to hear your whinning". Almost at once, Billy started to babble about how much trouble the barber would be in if he wasn't released this very minute; "The cops are gonna be all over you, when they hear what you've done, you fat pervert." Jake got in close to the chair and almost whispering in Billys' ear, said; "I think your the one in alot of trouble, Don't you?" "What were you doing, snooping around out back, in the dead of night, eh boy?" Billys' heart suddenly sank. Shit, he hadn't thought about his own actions tonight. How does he explain to the cops how he'd been looking for a delicious hunk that had gone into the shop earlier....Jake had him there. Billy would seem like the pervert! "Listen man," said Billy nervously,"It's all a big mistake. You see I was out for a walk and I thought I heard screaming..........just ahh, let me go and.... I won't say anything." Billy was trying to think quickly now. "What do you take me for?" Laughed Jake. Billy didn't know what to say, he just knew he was in big trouble. "So, what's your name then boy?" Jake asked as he started to fiddle with the Hypno-Light. "Billy". Billy replied nervously as he could see the Barber doing something with what looked like an oversized opperating theatre light. "So tell me Billy, why were you really checking out my shop tonight, could you have noticed a young guy comming in earlier? Your always in that window of yours, nearly every night! Surely you must have seen the guy, waiting outside my shop?" Jake continued as he started to lower the lamp closer to Billys' head. "Well, sure I did see him go in, but I heard a scream and I never saw him come out". Billy thought it didn't matter telling the truth as this Barber was obviously gay as well. "That's because he hasn't come out; Billy meet Boon." Just as Jake pointed towards the dark guy on the table, Billys' eyes began to widen. Suddenly it was as if he'd seen a ghost. Just as Billy began to scream, Jake placed duct tape over his mouth, then switching on the Light, said; "Let's see what we can do to improve your looks, eh Billy?". Music could be heard, strange, melodic music. Slowly, Billys' muffled screams began to subside.