#It will REALLY suck if i got a wrong size but.. idk that would just be life i guess

[justonefeather]

I get packing underwear for myself so I feel better at work mostly. I don't go to a job where i wear sweatpants anymore but it just makes me more comfortable since i see these people nearly every day. But uhh they're a little expensive, relatively, or at least for me. But I'm finally both paying off debt and saving a little money every check, so I bought a 3-pack, since some of the underwear i have are getting holes around the waistband and the.. leg bands? The end bits. Idk i haven't bought myself new underwear in years because it's something I've thought of as kind of frivolous, what i have still lives so I should use it and not waste money on buying something new. But doing laundry today i was like hmm ok yeah i need to replace some of these (to be fair most of the ones in bad shape are not the packing underwear, i will rep this brand forever, $20 a pair is rough but if you can spare it they're great)

[the-illiterate-pirate]

La Squadra NSFW headcanons because I'm feral ♡

Cut for length (and content ofc)

Risotto

- Literally one of the most vanilla guys you'll meet in the Mafia. Don't get me wrong my man has his kinks but he's pretty bare bones

- Contrary to popular belief he's not a big fan of blood play and doesn't like to mix work with intimate affairs. He does have a bit of an oral fixation (giving and receiving) and really likes saliva though

- His member is pretty average sized actually. I mean compared to this mountain of a man it may look a bit small but trust me, he knows how to use it

- Does in fact have a cock piercing. It's a magic cross, have fun looking that up. Apparently it helps stimulate too

- His favorite position is cowgirl

Prosciutto

- Sleeps around a lot tbh but really wants to settle down with a special someone after leaving the gang

- Honestly I would not trust him with aftercare he thinks it's lighting a cigarette with a glass of (insert liquor because idk wtf Italians drink)

- Super lazy but can be a really good brat tamer if you push him

- Doesn't have a daddy kink but loves being called "Sir" and likes a power imbalance

- Will smack that ass and it will hurt

- Will fall asleep after finishing his glass but will at least offer to cuddle

Pesci

- Dreams of becoming the perfect man in bed. But I mean he's already got 5/5 stars with aftercare so he's halfway there. Like he can be buck naked and shaking but he'll still ask you if you're okay and try to comfort you afterwards

- Has the BIGGEST dick in the group I won't take criticism or notes my man is PACKING HEAT he just doesn't know how to use it (yet) take caution

- Low-key a masochist and likes to be bossed around but can be a little fragile, please be good and make sure to check up on him uwu. If things get too heavy he might try to force himself to do something to the point he ruins the experience for himself :( communication is key with him

- On a lighter note he VERY MUCH enjoys queening/kinging and will gladly let you sit on his face

- PRAISE HIM PLEASE HE'S A GOOD BOY TRYING HIS BEST AND HE NEEDS TO KNOW IT

Formaggio

- Okay yes he likes pet play are you happy. Luckily he's a major bisexual switch so it can go both ways. He likes being your good puppy <3

- STOP GIVING RISOTTO THE SIZE KINK WHEN IT RIGHTFULLY BELONGS TO THIS KING HIMSELF. He WILL use his Stand on you when you least expect it because he's an ass this is your warning

- Like stated before big switch energy, is a nasty dom when he wants to be but will only bottom if you soft dom him because he does not believe in equality

- He FALLS ASLEEP IMMEDIATELY afterwards and he SNORES because he HATES HIS S/O /j

- Also really loves oral and giving sloppy head. Mf DROOLS EVERYWHERE

Illuso

- Likes to act like a bad bitch but loves when he gets pampered like he will melt if you play with his hair

- Another switch (like most of the JoJo cast but whatever) but it's easier for him to bottom because he's lazy.

- LOVES receiving overstimulation for some reason like suck this man dry until he cries he'll be living it up. Safe words exist for a reason and he use it to his (dis)advantage

- VOICE KINK !! All types of noises from you can get him off. With good ole' Lulu it's important to be vocal, tell him how you feel, make noise, dirty talk, the whole nine yards

- Has a little issue with self worth so like praise this baby, worship this baby, he'll be in heaven

- Shockingly? Pretty good with aftercare

Ghiaccio

- Oh my god it's so easy for him to get overwhelmed and he HATES IT I'm begging for your sake treat him gently

- Easy to fluster because he's pretty new to relationship stuff and he'll need you to show him the ropes. You could very well be one of his first, sex is very intimate for him and he'd like to stick with one person

- Low-key bites

- Due to Stand reasons his limbs are very cold, he will use this against you

- I said Risotto was vanilla but man Ghia might take the cake, he's a bit of a stiff when it comes to the bedroom, but that isn't always bad. He likes good old missionary and making sure he takes care of you, but if he's overly stressed he'll give you the reigns for the night

- If all goes well, and he isn't overstimulated, sex actually really helps him relax, he's a lot more bubbly afterwards and likes to stay up with you, talking, drinking water (but not eating anything because he refuses to have crumbs in the bed)

Melone

- Has the WEIRDEST fixation on bodily fluids like I get where he's coming from but WHY

- As smooth as a baby. Everywhere. We think he waxes but we haven't seen proof yet. He's also got a pretty dick.

- Ribbons, ropes, chains, leather, he's a really big fan of restraints as long as there's a safe word and you're both on the right track

- Totally down to try anything, just ask. He's eager to please.

- Yes.... He has a breeding kink. He wants a big family

- Idk what you call it but pls pls pls let him suck on your titties while you jerk him off. He can die happily

- Really likes the 69 position (with him on top)

Sorbet & Gelato

- Buy one get one free, you cannot get one without the other let's make that clear. They're both sadistic meanies and will not let you top

- Double penetration or spit roasting is a MUST

- Being in a relationship with each other for so long they've gotten good with aftercare, Gelato is more touchy feely while Sorbet is all about snacks and vitamins

- Sorbet bites, Gelato fucking claws. They're both very into marking you up everywhere and love the embarrassment they get from you

- They love you, they really do... But sometimes they can get a little caught up in the moment with their own makeout sessions

- Afterwards you all just collapse into a pile of limbs lol

[velvetvexations]

I did not mean to sleep all day. Here all the non-kink asks in my inbox lol.

Does a little dance. People being weird about transmascs on here has messed up my self perception so bad im not actually sure of my own gender anymore, yayyyyy

Fuck that anon, if you're man that rules. Being a man is awesome. You don't need anyone else's opinion to affect who you are, there is no bad gender.

just saw someone acknowledge trans men are often lumped into female spaces due to bioessentialism but then turn around and say that thats proof that trans men arent oppressed. lol.

People act like being let into the Woman Club is the one and only goal of being trans and it's so fucking annoying.

Ngl I still don't understand why femboys are a "transmisogynistic caricature that can't be reclaimed by transmascs" according to some people. Do you have any insights on this because I genuinely can't understand, femboy sounds like gnc boy culture and in my own experience, maybe transfems before they come out occasionally identify as femboys. Idk is it like, someone with an outwardly feminine appearance being a guy? Because that's why I like calling myself a femboy.

Some people think femboy started as a transfem thing because they're idiots who don't know shit.

hey if catboy is ubiquitous and having nothing to do with crossdressing why did Jerma crossdress when someone drew him as a catboy???

Because catboys are allowed to do that lol. Taking one example of a crossdressing catboy to mean catboys infringe on transfem copyright is wild.

Hi thanks for letting me vent to you cause I am at work and can't properly process my emtions otherwise rn. I've been otherwise generally in a slightly emotionally fragile place and then I just got an awful review for my first actual order from a stranger on Etsy. And like I know logically that it's not the end of the world and I gave them exactly what they ordered and it's not my fault that they measured wrong or didn't take my advice and size up a little for fit etc etc but no one else will know that and I just got started selling craft stuff and it's just a hobby and it sucks that this person clearly expected something that wasn't what they paid for (my prices are low cause it's a hobby sorry I don't have super professional materials that would make my stuff cost double) but it's really fucking me up and I am trying not to like cry at work because of this and it's so stupid. This was just my first purchase online that wasn't from a friend and I was so excited and they hated it and didn't even send a message or anything about the length (that was exactly what they asked for by the way) not fitting before leaving a review. It just fucking sucks and I wish my brain didn't react to the most minor disappointments/shows of dislike with the I'm going to kill everyone in this room and then myself meme as first response Thanks for listening. It really helps to be able to vent this somewhere <3

I'm really sorry anon, that sounds so frustrating and hard to deal with. I love you so much. <3 I know you do great work and I hope it goes better next time.

Having NPD sucks, lmao, sorry for the rant ahead. I have to remind myself that the 'mark' on shinigami eyes doesn't actually mean anything, but it's hard sometimes because it's still a stain on my reputation. :( some people will see that and take it at face value, forever associating me with the filth that is transphobia, and I can't do anything about it. I appreciate the people who actually know what a transphobe is going out of their way to remove that mark, but it's a losing battle against a bunch of buffoons who think catgirls are transmisogynistic. sometimes it's really hard to pretend that it doesn't bother me at all, because it's highly insulting for me to be associated with the things I literally fight against. What an insult to my legacy and efforts to even bother to care about other people, you know? I don't HAVE to take time out of my day to do activism, I could just not bother to care at all, but I still try. I deserve praise, not this bullshit😭

I'll praise you! Thank you for fighting against transphobia. <3

All this catboy talk. Wanted to say hi as a catboy. Meow :3

Nya~!

My prediction for TRF discourse in 2025: closeted, non passing trans men shouldn't wear skirts or other traditional women's clothing (even if they don't want to and literally have no other choice) because they're MEN and men wearing women's clothes is obviously always transmisogynistic

All trans men are transmisogynistic because they grew up mocking transfems by wearing women's clothes.

some of this discourse is just so fucking wild i cant believe this is something people are taking so seriously. sipping my tea from the sidelines as a chubby catboy therian lmao

You have a cooler head than I.

iirc the "catgirls are transfem" thing started happening around the time Ferris got popular as a character because, if I'm correct, Ferris actually is transfem (coded?) and following that some people just decided The Aesthetique belonged exclusively to transfems now (also you're so so so so based for loving Schrödinger I remember first seeing him in like 2007 and wishing I looked exactly like him)

Schrodinger is my secret fifth blorbo. I'm obsessed with him. I think about him constantly. High five.

als catboys are only white passing in the way that people love to say anime characters are white lmao (aka cant conceive of the fact that anime characters are actually light skinned Japanese). not to say anime doesn't have a colorism problem but They Are Not White and its racist to say otherwise

lol yes exactly

I might be really stepping in it here, but tangential to catboy/catgirl discourse, I'm starting to get really uncomfortable with how the cutesy moe-blob yuri is treated as "trans lesbian culture" these days? as though none of it was ever straight guy fantasy shit? as though it's ideal representation instead of another vector of impossible beauty standards? idk, maybe I'm just being way too touchy. 😬

It's fine if something becomes emblematic of transfem culture but you just can't pretend something was always transfem when it blatantly wasn't lol

you got marked red on shinigami eyes and i havev no idea why

My smoke too tough, my swag too different, my bitch too bad.

juggalo here. we don't want them.

Devastating.

For what it's worth, the "cats transforming into people" thing is probably based on the bakeneko, yeah. The "bake" in "bakeneko" means "transforming", often with the implication of transforming into people (like the better known bakedanuki and bakegitsune). The popularization of cat-people in anime probably came from Neko-Musume from Gegege no Kitaro (the anime behind the "youkai boom" in modern Japanese culture), who is a half-bakeneko.

Fascinating.

(Dif anon) "leading one to wonder what transphobia they think trans men do face" 99.999% sure at this point we're at "trans men experience misgendering... maybe...?"

Well that doesn't count since everyone wants to be a girl, an idea that I believe has universal appeal because I'm a self-centered moron.

You're awesome <3

Thank you anon. <3

I didn't realize I was trans from yaoi but I did largely realize it from memes about traps and accidentally stumbling across largely transfem subreddits via a anime memes despite being transmasc so. Great amount of respect for our yaoi soldiers.

Hell yeah!

[samlacy]

love me, touch me (be the first who ever did)

contains: size difference, short steve rogers (5'5/167), tall reader (6'2/187), call boy steve (🛐), inexperienced reader, hurt reader :((, reader fell first and steve fell harder, jacking off, wrong number oops, little awkward, lowkey innocent reader idk, sex pro steve

REMEMBER THIS IS ONLY PART 1 OF THIS STORY! I might write part 2, I'm not sure though..

this font --- italic is for stuff that happend in the past!

I read over it, but might be that there are still mistakes..

words : 2k

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You don’t like yourself very much, not hate, but also not love. Your looks had no problem pretty much, you were slightly muscular, had a good style, hell even looked good in a suit! Your hair was wavy, a grown out two block cut. Plus you don't wear spectacles, except for reading. The only thing that made you miserable in your dating life was,

you were really hopeless.

Which dude would be nervous and blush everytime over some small stuff! No wonder your presentations were so poorly done in your work life or the way you wouldn't refuse to take shots when asked. Even though you promised yourself you won't drink.

As soon as you got home from the drinking with your work colleagues, you stumbled when you tried to take your shoes off inside your house as soon as you locked the door. Face first you landed on the wooden floor, no more energy to atleast loosen up your tie or to even stand up.

Well, atleast you were good in one single thing in your miserable life,

drinking yourself full into oblivion.

Your eyes focused into blankspace. Thoughts flashed into your brain. Here you go again.

"I'm sorry, I'm.. so..", you sob out as you looked down on your knees. Arm on your sides as you don't even dare to look up once.

Silence for a while, the rejection surely floated in the air already. God how useless were you?

"You.. you can't do it?", the feminine voice spoke out loud enough for it to hit you straight through your brain and heart.

The woman left a sigh as she spoke up again "At this point, it makes sense. Whenever I want something, you are so kind and do it. It's like you are submissive. I wonder if you are just going along with what I say." tears were so close to spill, why you? "You always turn so red and flustered. You are shockingly unreliable."

'Don't cry, come on. Don't cry you hopeless shit.' Ever since your miserable first time, you are scared shitless of ever doing it again. Your looks might be great, but your body felt so.. big. This all happend right where she told you she loved you, too. Life sucks.

The constant imaginations of being less hopeless were so pleasing. Just why were you like this? Who the fuck did you insult in your past life that you turned out like this? The feeling of not being good for anything because of how hopeless you were, was utterly sickening.

'nineth floor.' the voice in the elevator said as the doors opened. Someone with black sneakers, grey joggers with a plain black t shirt on stepped out as he was talking on the phone. A leather jacket hugged them loosely while he looked at the door numbers. Eyes focused on the doors, as his mouth kept on talking.

"Uh yeah, if the guy from yesterday asks for me, just say I'm busy at the moment", he stated as he stood suddenly in front of a door. Turning towards it as he read the number under his breath 'one, two and seven.'

"Okay, I'm here. I will call you soon, bye!" the call ended with a click as steve brushed his hair back one more time, put the phone in the pocket. The door was luckily open, so he pressed down the handel and opened it.

Surely, he didn't except this view. You were laying down on the floor, face down, suit all wrinkled and hair kinda messy. The concerned face on Steve's face was mixed with huge confusion.

"Are you sleeping?" he asked as he ran up to you, slamming the door behind. He dropped on his knees and rubbed your back, "Dude, are you okay?"

The response were little sounds of whines leaving your mouth. The tears and alcohol made you not wanna be bothered and close your eyes tightly. You were somehow half asleep.

'Hah. Cute.' he thought to himself as he smirked and caressed your face with a hand. Your cheeks were burning and your body was hot as hell! Shocking for a time like winter.

"Get up, you will catch a cold if you sleep here on the floor, silly", he warned with a smile. You couldn't see that sweet smile as you were still not aware of the world around you with your eyes closed.

Not with a lot patience, he lifted you halfway up and leaned your back on the wall while you were still sitting. He took your backpack off and you finally twitched your eyes under his touch. He huffed when you still didn't wake up!

One shake on your shoulder made you open your eyes slightly, till they were halfway open. Unironically you looked around and looked back at the guy in front of you, "Where.. where am I?"

The cold hand hit your hot cheek again. Fuck, why did it felt so nice and safe. As if he would hold you between his arms forever. Your view was hazy as you saw a, of course blurry face approach you closer, and closer.

Now not only a cold feeling was on your burning cheeks, but also on your lips. A kiss was planted on your lips, your body felt like levitating right there. "Wakey wakey!" the adorable voice spoke again, and now everything was clear. Your eyes shot up open fully as you broke the kiss by gasping.

"Who.. Who are you?" you squeaked as you pushed yourself more onto the wall. The guy stared in confusion as he pouted slightly. He brushes his hair back and talks again "You literally booked me?"

Silence.

"I'm your call boy! My name is Steve rogers, just call me steve", he clarified with a big smile spreading ear to ear. His eyes were closed from the smile.

This all is so confusing right now. You don't remember this at all? You look to your side and see your phone laying. Did you really call him earlier?

"I'm s-sorry.. I do not remember..!" you confess as you tried to pull away more, but steve had a grip on your jaw as he kissed you once again "It's okay.." he nibbled on your neck, licking and swirling on it. Suddenly he grabbed your erection with the hand that holded your jaw earlier.

"Don't you want me to make you feel good?", he asked it so innocently, that it felt like it was normal to just say that! You blushed even more, stuttering mode was on. The tomatoes were sure jealous of your redness.

He grabbed it again and cood at how it twitched as it was painfully rubbinf against the fabric of your boxers and jeans. He was so weirdly focused on you.

"I'm sorry.." you apologize with your shakey voice. He looked up to you as he tilted his head. "Why are you apologizing? I infact like the way you got hard from me being myself."

You whimpered at the touch. He started unbuckling your jeans as you gripped his upper arms tightly. You were so nervous and shocked by the sudden moves you couldn't do anything except whine and hold yourself steady by his arms. He pulled your hardened cock out of your underwear and started jacking you off. You gasp as you stab your nails through his leather jacket.

"I can't! Im s-sorry..", you gasp it out as tears started prickling up in your eyes. The moves didn't stop, he kept on going while focusing on your face. 'He is so red.. It's cute' Steve thought to himself, now his eyes moved to your cock, as he realized you were close by your fast breathing, he started covering the tip with his thumb.

You let out a loud 'Ah!' sound as you tilt your head back and let out big breaths, your body was shaking from the Stimulation going on.

"You have a thing for pain, don't you?" Steve asked teasingly as his hand left it and moved to your thigh, just caressing it as he looked into your eyes.

You were still in a shocked space as you stuttered and stumbled over your lines. He had a weird suspicion in him. You were different from his other client's, you were way more inexperienced and easily flustered. Which he found totally adorable.

"Oh, darling. You deserve to feel even better than this", his hands brushed against your cheek again as he played with your bottom lip using his thumb.

Those words were so.. warm. Way warmer than his hands being so cold. It made you rethink about your ex girlfriend.

"You can't do it?"

That sentence filled up your brain, the voice didn't stop repeating it. It was getting louder, louder and louder. How can anyone be so calm about this? It started from there on. Pants were leaving your mouth, eyes turned red as the tears started to spill. One by one. They didn't stop, they kept on going.

Steve looked you up and down, he then realized you started to cry. Of course, he got scared that he did something wrong! He immediatly started wiping them away with his hand as he started asking why you were crying and if he did something wrong.

"No! No, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that..", you took a deep breath as you spoke again "I'm so not used of someone being so nice to me, I always felt miserable. I'm just so hopeless, I was never good in sex. My girlfriend even got sick of it, I never know what to do while it. I get too overwhelmed."

You calmed down a little after you let that off your chest, it felt too good. Until a guilt hit you. Just now, you totally burdend yourself to a person you just met.

Instead Steve started hugging you tightly, "I understand, just because you suck in it doesn't mean I will leave. I will help you all the way through this."

You let yourself deep into the hug. He caressed your back a little before he snuggled into your neck and started saying something.

"What I find weird is, you struggle with sex, but wanted to bottom? You know I specialize in topping."

"B-bottom??"

"Yeah, bottom. It means when you receive it, the cock."

"..WHAT? First of all.. I didn't c-call you!"

Steve looked just as shocked as you this moment, he said he thought you just forgot because you were drunk. He quickly snatched his phone out as he looked through the adress.

"This is room 127 of southstar apartment right?" you nodded as he kept on looking, but it popped in his head as he looked at it in horror.

"Which Building is this..?"

"U-uh.. Building B."

"I'M SO SORRY!" he apologized dearly as he took your hand and squeezed it hard enough. His head was tilted down as he looked ashamed.

You quickly accepted his apology as you explained how you also thought you called him since you were pretty insecure.

"It was ... good anyway", you blushed as you looked up to the now standing steve. He smiled as he looked at the time, clearly needing to go to his client's house now.

"Sorry for today, I will take you out some time. We could talk about your sex problems then, huh."

"O-oh yeah uh.."

'He is so awkward, but it's cute.' steve thought to himself.

"After all I'm a sex pro!"

'Woah.. sex pro! This guy is insane' you got oddly fascinated by that as you just looked up to him and nodded.

You immediatly pulled your phone out to get his number, which you succesfully achieved. And meanwhile you knew his name, not like you didn't before, just on your phone now!

You waved goodbye as he left through your door to the elevator. You closed the door behind as you sighed and ruffled your hair.

He was so handsome.

"So cute", steve whispered to the air as he smiled at the number on his phone.

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

Hi hey hello halloween was 2 days ago so here are my southpark halloween headcanons cuz im a spooky gremlin all year (Possible part 1 cuz i write alot and idk if tumblr has a word limit)👍

Cartman:

His costume is either really extra or really basic because he forgot until last minute.

Its usually inflateable like a dinosaur, pizza or...other things.

Usually the one to pick the route they go on when trick or treating so he can get the most candy, but it backfires because of all the walking.

The type of mf to eat his candy while hes out trick or treating (me too, i get it)

He steals the entire take 1 bowl you cant change my mind. Also the type to grab aggressive fistfuls when someone says to just take one or two pieces of candy

Thinks haybales and haunted houses are gay

Will throw fake decorations at you as a joke, but the realistic ones that make you yell (severed hands, bugs, etc)

His house isnt that decorated since i KNOW Liane is the cool mom who gives out full sized candy bars but its the inside that counts

Takes pumpkin carving VERY seriously. But doesnt do that much, or he tries and gives up.

A dumbass when it comes to candy trading. Always falls for the tricks Kyles got

Kyle:

I love kyle, but you know hes dressing up as the most basic things every year...hes TRYING THO HES TRYING

Takes Ike with the boys when hes old enough

Tries to match costumes with Stan but stan always forgets

The BEST at carving pumpkins. Gut feeling Kyle is an art kid.

Thinks haybales are gay but is "ironically" scared of haunted houses

His mom is extra with decorations. You just know it

Secretly takes 3 pieces of candy from a take 1 bowl

Gives what he cant have to Stan since he cant eat pork n gelatin has pork in it 👍

Cartman tried nabbing his candy once and he whacked him with the candy filled pillow case he had

Expert candy tracker. That man knows which house has what and he is ON IT

Nightmare before christmas enjoyer, will i explain? No

Stan:

Hes like Kyle with the basic costume thing, just worse. Way worse

He is a ghost...almost every single year cuz he forgets to go costume shopping and he just says "fuck it" and uses a white bedsheet

Takes what he can get; he knows Shelleys gonna steal his shit anyway

That doesnt stop him from trying to hide it

Likes haybales but TERRIFIED of haunted houses he will NOT get in one

Mediocre pumpkin carver at best

His house aint decorated nor does it have candy cuz of randys ass. Forgetful ahh

Kenny:

Cant really afford costumes so stan, kyle and cartman help him DIY costumes

Also the kind of mf to grab the entire take 1 bowl

Makes it his MISSION to get all the candy he can get

Kinda eh on Haybsles, LOVES haunted houses

His house is never decorated, his family cant afford that

Good at candy trading cuz he can do puppy eyes

Really good at pumpkin carving, he just cant be the one getting the pumpkins.

Horror movie FANATIC!!! HE LOVES HORROR MOVIES!!!

He dies a lot that day very sad for him

Butters:

Rarely aloud to go out trick or treating, mans is ALWAYS grounded

When he CAN go out he cant ever stay out late which sucks so much

His costume is always something cute/creative, bro would probably go as like, an oc of his one year (projecting so hard i did this in the 4th or 5th grade)

Gets people to check his candy for him, hes scared of getting hurt or poisoned

Wants to go to the houses that have fruit or toothbrushes. It always goes like:

"Can we go to Ms Firkles house?" "The one that gives out apples?" "Yeah!" "Fuck is wrong with you?"

Loves Haybales, thinks theyre so fun

TERRIFIED of haunted houses, will not even STAND in a 100 ft radius of a haunted house

Flinches/Cries/Screams whenever a halloween decoration jumpscares him or is too loud

Horrified of horror moves

Not allowed to carve pumpkins, too dangerous. But he likes painting them!

Obeys the "take 1/2/3" rule like a good boy

His house is decently decorated, nothing extravagant

Craig:

Oh you know he is a "this is my costume" mf

Either that or something space related

Always the first in front in his group (Tweek, Tolkien, Clyde, Jimmy and Himself) cuz hes pretty unphased by everything

Loves carving pumpkins, him and tweek do the cute pumpkin carving stuff couples do

Cant eat most of the candy since he has braces, but he gives it to Tweek so its not a waste

Will hold Tweeks hand during horror movies, haunted houses and haybales.

A six flags fright fest enjoyer

This mf will look you dead in the eye and pour an entire bowl of candy into his bag if there arent any cameras or signs

The kind of mf to joke inside a ghost tour and purposefully try to piss off the ghost by flipping it off

The most undecorated house ever. Its like halloween doesnt exist to the Tuckers

Tweek:

He buys cool costumes but his makeup is so shaky and rushed since his ass cant sit still

Chugging pumpkin spice like a maniac

Terrified of any and all halloween activities. Jumpscare him and he will scream

Doesnt take candy from people or bowls, he stands awkwardly behind everyone and investigates his candy thoroughly before putting it in the bag

Either that or he'll have craig triple check it

His house is always decorated since Tweek Bros always has halloween specials and stuff

Does not sleep for the entire month of halloween, he survives on pumpkin spice and pure anxiety

Helps around the coffee shop by refilling candy bowls and doing halloween chalkboards (they look like scribbled messes but whatever)

The middle man in the group, he doesnt feel safe in the front or back

Carries Pepper spray with him when trick or treating, always very cautious to the point his friends grill him for it a little. Better safe than sorry

Clinging onto Craig half the night, the insomnias getting to him

Legally not aloud to carve pumpkins. He will accidentally knick his fingers

Loves halloween baking though, he does burn at least something and panics.

Clyde:

Oh you know hes the kind of mf to dress up like the glow in the dark stickman

Grabs aggressive handfuls of candy regardless of if its from a bowl or person

An absolute crybaby. Will cry when he sees the decorations

They cant decorate his house since hes a baby

Likes the pumpkin carving tho!

Always runs to thr house with full sized candy bars

Jimmy:

He is def going as an inflateable t rex/banana

Tells more jokes to people in hopes of getting more candy

Carves a wee wee into his pumpkin. He thinks its funny

Pretends to be scared on haybales to make Clyde feel better

His house is the one with custom decorations its so great

Scary movie enthusiast, joking and calling the characters dumb the whole time

He. Fucking. Loves. Frightfest

Hc that when hes older hes a scare actor part time

Admires the decorations

Tolkien

Bro probably got like, a ren faire costume yk? Like a count or something

Tolkien just seems likke the guy to go to ren faire every year

Expert pumpkin carver

Takess his friends to halloween fairs every year

The most overdecorated house (rich kid core)

Always saying the thank yous and happy halloweens when noone else will

Bro printed out a map of their trick or treat route

He takes some of his friends to ren faire too. Craig thinks its gay as shit

Likes the haybales, and the shit rides at the halloween fairs

Creeped out by haunted houses tho

[hillbillyoracle]

One of the things I was trying to explain to my partner today is that while the prospect of something like a prolactinoma scares me, they are considered highly treatable.

And I was told at 24 that I have a chronic and progressively worsening chronic pain condition that was incurable and not even really that manageable.

So the prospect is a lot of my symptoms being treatable feels...weird.

Like I gave up all of my dreams for my future and made a small life I would enjoy as I was able. I left my degree program, I never was able to find a traditional job, I carved out online communities to fill my social gap. Tried to take the pressure off of myself.

Like I don't think I'd know what to do with my health if I got it back.

As strange as that sounds.

It's been 8 years at this point. Almost a decade of my life.

Would the pressure be back on?

And I spent a lot of time grappling with feelings of being a failure and having to be okay with the ways in which I couldn't measure up to the people in my family, finding a scrap of peace in my weird family dynamic where my family acts like I'm fat/sick because I eat wrong/don't exercise enough.

And like if I got better, lost the weight, and they started treating me better - it would just confirm all my fears that they care more about my size and how I look to others than who I am as a person.

Like.

I want to get better because these symptoms suck ass. But there is a part of me that also fears getting better and finding out my family and my true colors.

Idk. Just a lot to process. But I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. It could absolutely go the other way too. So who knows.

[fallenrain40]

Hey! Ignore this if it's too personal or even if you just don't want to, but I've been wanting to ask for a while

What is it like being a therian? It seems like a really special but challenging experience, and I would love to hear your story if you're willing to share. What are some things you wish non-therians knew? What are some of your favorite and least favorite parts about it? How did you discover you were a therian?

Thanks, again sorry if it's too personal. I love your blog (especially your art). You're a very cool person, keep doing cool person things.

(Also R.I.P. to the sensory issues. I'm not autistic I don't think, but I have sensory issues also and it suuuuuuucckks. Good luck).

HI!! so, well, hm... it's hard to explain honestly it's just how I've always felt my whole life. Like imo, I didn't know the word therian existed back then, but I never felt human. Whenever I played games, I always played as an animal cause it felt right. And people always acted as wanting to be an animal was something all kids did and eventually grew out of, but I clearly did not. And it always felt like something bigger than just pretending. being human never felt like ME. I do know my body is human- (though some therians don't see there experience the same way as mine and I feel like they need to be respected a bit more), but human not who I am underneath that. my human body is so surface level and doesn't really tell you anything about who or what I am. I've always felt a large disconnect between my physical body and identity. When I found the word therian- which I discovered probabblyy when I was like 14?? (maybe younger idk my memory is wonderful /sarc) I didn't use it right away since I wasn't really sure I was allowed to- I kept that thought in my head of "well what if I grow out of this?" but as I got older I was like okay. I'm not growing out of this feeling (and even if I had turned out to be wrong, it wouldn't be as big of a deal as my mind was making out of it lol). funny enough that's also how I felt about being ace for a while, since I suspected that since I was 12. both things were something I knew deep down I would always be, a core part of who I am, but felt nervous about actually using those labels just in case. and then got older and was like oh wow this isn't changing, ig i was right LOL. though I'm still not out irl cause my mom sucks and won't even accept my sister being bi smh. but online I'm very open about it haha. I also thought I was just a wolf for a while which, turned out I was actually a coyote. though, I am a poly therian so I have multiple types, I still somewhat identify as a wolf but it's just? not in the same way I am a coyote. a lot of the things that didn't add up as a wolf make SO MUCH SENSE as a coyote, it's silly I didn't figure it out earlier on (some specific things were having a shorter coat, bigger ears, smaller size, omnivorous, more likely to hunt alone, hunts by stealth, ect).

to those who aren't therians- I guess I just wish they were more accepting of what they can't understand. I've seen a lot of "ew therian cringe" on other platforms and it's extremely annoying, how people just instantly jump to look down on something they don't know anything about. I also wish they knew the therian experience can be VERY DIFFERENT from depending on who you talk to. and they're all equally valid. basically like- if you've met 1 therian, you've met 1 therian. not all of them. ANYWAYS SORRY THIS WAS VERY LONG, TY FOR THE ASK, YOU SEEM VERY COOL TOO!! /GEN tbh i was going to write MORE but ohmygosh im gonna write a whole book at this point HGHFCHVJ (and yeah sensory issues are so very mean. its annoying how some days they r chill and i'm like "hm maybe i dont have them that bad-" AND THEN BAM IF THE AIR IS SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT I WILL CRY LOL)

[olivieraa]

Sometimes I think about how critical thinking isn't a core part of people's lives, especially adults, and I get sad. There has to be like, an activation moment. Something has to activate it. Kinda like people who say they took LSD and it opened their minds. Like that but without any dangerous drugs.

Or sometimes its not a moment, but a few small moments piled up. That's what it was like for me (and kinda anyone I've seen get into radical feminism).

In the earliest feminist days of tumblr, we'll go for 2012, like, the most extreme thing you'd see is a "men's tears" mug as the ultimate form of misandry. By 2013 tumblr was defo known as the feminist and gay rights website. By 2014 it got insanely political, it became widespread and has continued on this 10 long year journey of becoming extremely anti-women and anti-gay, which sucks bc it was the opposite of reddit. And now both sites are the same.

But to revert back to my personal experiences with it, you can see it. On the earliest pages of my blog. I reblogged things from friends and I would tag these posts with confusion. From porn, to asexuality, to religion, to kinks, to makeup, etc. I just... knew those posts felt wrong to me. But ALL my friends were reblogging them with no tags. So they either completely agreed with said posts or partially agreed. But I was the only one questioning those posts.

But also, I was also the only non-American, which turned out to be a very important difference. Like, I would reblog some things and say shit like "idk how I feel about this post... but I'll reblog it and do some research or look into it later". Americans have a.................... very hard problem doing that.

And then by actually looking into those things, ACTUALLY. LOOKING. INTO. THOSE. THINGS. you find out there's a huge problem there, actually. By using critical thinking, you realise all these "feminist" things are super anti-women. But liberal women, esp liberal American women, are so convinced, without looking into it, that they're not anti-women. And there's so much clear evidence. Like its really clear, really obvious.

Just so its not a long paragraph, I wont go into every detail on this, but to take one category - Beauty standards. Even standards in general. Lets go with those awful standards men have to deal with. The two things they claim are constantly brought up. Height and dick size. Especially height. He HAS to be over 6ft. This is brought up constantly. But then there's also so many videos debunking both those standards, and those videos (aside from one memorable one) were made by women. Basically saying shit about how most women are still dating men only slightly taller than them, and most women collectively agree that size doesn't matter.

Now the beauty standards for women. Almost every single inch of a woman has to fit a preference, from having big boobs to a narrow waist to big hips to a big ass, but also not be too big or small, but the exact size a man wants it cause weight distribution works that way. From men wanting "natural" women when you can look at any pic of man's ultimate fantasy Pamela Anderson without her makeup and everyone telling her she looks like she's sick or dying. Same with J.Lo. Men want women to look as natural as she can WHILE wearing makeup. Like, she has to look like she's not wearing it. Again, to fit exactly the way he wants it. Have long af hair but shave every inch if you bar eyebrows cause hair is very bad and ugly. To not be muscular because that's too masculine so basically don't stay at the gym too long to train those biceps, but also if a man attacks you on a night out to the club and you can't defend yourself cause you're so delicate and feminine, you just shouldn't be going out without him! Also dont get old, no greys no no. I've seen men bash cosmetic surgery while their biggest fantasies end up being women who have had cosmetic surgery, but men are so STUPID they cant tell unless its really obvious. Like women knew for a long time that Ariana Grande did a bunch of things to her face, but men thought she was so insanely hot. But would bash Kylie Jenner for what she did to her face bc the differences on Kylie were much more obvious. Ok I really could go on and on here, its way too long.

Men end up saying shit like "oh my girl likes me with a beard, she hates when I shave". The liberal feminist girlfriend, who has never heard of critical thinking, will nod her head in agreement and say, "yep, that's my preference." Oh dont worry, honey. He loves your preference. Your preferences generally boil down to him not having to do jack shit. "Oh I'm a feminist but I'd definitely be turned off if my man shaved his legs and armpits. But I shave mine because I want to!" Yes, again, no effort on his part no no. But effort on your part yes yes. Because you want to, mhmm.

So his natural state is your preference. He's totally sitting there groaning like, "Ugh I'm so good to my girlfriend! the look I'm sporting is based on what she likes. All I have to do is wake up, brush my teeth, maybe shower and boom. I'm ready for her. Again, I'm so good to my girlfriend. Oh btw she loves my effortless dad bod too. That's why I don't go to the gym. For HER obviously. I'm just so good to her. Look what I do for her."

And then her mindset is, "Oh I shave on an almost daily basis for me. Not for him. I don't conform to standards for him. I shave, pluck my eyebrows, keep my hair long and inconvenient, overdo it on my skincare, have pretty lashes and nails and dress up in cute outfits and keep in shape, buy cute lingerie, the list goes on and on. I do that for me! They happen to be his standards, sure, but its for me! Makeup, shaving, skin routines are all feminist because they're a choice! And feminism at its core is choice! It's definitely not that I'm afraid if I decide to act exactly like him and let my leg hair grow out to the point its a competition between us, or get a cute pixie hair cut so its less effort to wash, or not wear makeup and all that, that he'll then decide to look elsewhere! Definitely not! And its very un-feminist to think that I'm making these choices (where I put in an insane amount of effort for my scrub of a boyfriend who does absolutely nothing and yet I'm insanely attracted to him) for me and me alone!"

Like... You can ofc do those things. Nobody is telling you not to. The problem, the main problem here, is you are deluding yourself into this idea that every decision you've made in terms of beauty standards, was a choice you made that wasn't heavily influenced by other factors. From standards pushed on you since you were a kid. From insecurity. From fear.

I wear makeup. Almost daily. But I acknowledge it for what it is. It is absolutely not a feminist act or a feminist choice. A feminist act would be rejecting makeup and standards. But that then is considered a radical act. Thus, its a part of radical feminism. And I'm not a radical feminist for a few reasons, but one of them would be that I'm just not brave enough to believe in my natural state. I'm not brave enough to wear a dress during summer with hairy legs. I'm not brave enough to go to the shops without giving myself at least 15 mins beforehand to put makeup on.

So many women refuse to give up shaving and wearing makeup, and that's fine (not that its fine, its actually awful but I cant blame them). However, where radfems get pissed off is the "makeup is power, because its a choice!" liberal feminist bullshit. These women absolutely refuse to believe that they're conforming to standards for anyone other than themselves. That it's still a feminist action, and that they are feminists themselves!

Imagine going to a cocktail party. And there's 50 men and 50 women all dressed up. What are majority of the women likely to be wearing? Dresses. Some in trousers, sure, but mostly dresses. Let's say 40 out of the 50 women. I can guarantee you, 100% of those women have perfectly smooth, shaved legs and armpits. Every single one of them in a dress. And lets pretend 30 of those 40 women in those dresses claim to be feminists. They're still conforming to the exact same standards as the 10 women who aren't feminists. Perfectly shaved, makeup on, hair done, nails done (perhaps even made appointments for all of them). Absolutely none of these women made the choice to wear a dress but keep the legs hairy. Or wear a dress but no makeup. Why? Fear. The amount of judgement they would get in a room of 100 people. What are men doing? They showered (maybe). Possibly trimmed their beard? Yeah. That's about it.

Like why is the critical thinking so hard for them. Literally, LITERALLY, just stop and think. That's it. That's IT. Think, and question why you're about to do that thing. Like actually look into it.

This is so so hard for people, but there's nobody worse at it than liberal feminist women.

And it was BECAUSE I would see these posts on my dash for years back in the day and actually research the posts, that I got in trouble with my libfem friends for not just like, believing these posts were right and accurate and I shouldn't question them, is why I knew liberal feminism had this awful cult mindset, and these women will literally wish death on you for not agreeing with them.

Absolute crazy nonsense.

This post is so long and yet I only said a fraction of what I wanted to say on beauty standards alone. Imagine the porn talk, or the transitioning talk. I dont even think I could condense either of those as much as I did with beauty standards.

The absolute refusal for people to use their brains before making a so-called "choice" is why I have so little hope for humans in general. There's just no thinking going on in there. This is why I'm just..... so not bothered anymore about discussions. They lead absolutely nowhere because the person I'm talking to has convinced themselves of something with very little to go by. Prob just because they were told to believe a thing and they were like, "ok!"

[pastryslutsupreme]

I don’t wanna be insane or anything and I fully support everyone doing their own alterations and what not, and modifying their clothing to fit them and not being too scared to modify/wear very nice things etc etc etc

However, i would just love to know who tailored this beautifully embroidered silk dress I bought a few months back and have yet to alter. Now tell me why I find:

1) random, wrong thread color attempts to darn this silk (this silk is deep plum, the additions are in lilac, black, and red)

2) the dress is very tall and skinny. Maybe the previous owner was very tall and skinny, idk. My issue is not that but the fact that upon simply flipping this dress inside out you can see that they chose to fold over bits of this gorgeous embroidery to make it smaller. Not a critique, just looking at it and being sad that I am having to pick apart construction seams from lovingly embroidered grapes and leaves, and it has messed them up and left tears [long ramble ahead]

Also, the placement of the embroidery, to me, is really odd. A lot of kind of gets sucked into the bias surrounding a lot of the silk so I assume this embroidery was here before the bias binding. So maybe that was one history of an alteration?

But also also, the entirety of the side seams are RAW SILK EDGE. LIKE JUST CUT AND LEFT RAW JUST LIKE THAT. Is this a second pass of alteration? A third???? that aside, they redid the bias binding (?) on the armpits? So why, pray tell, would you leave the side seams of A SILK DRESS completely raw but you still redid the bias binding in the armpit. Like I understand that you wanna fold it normally onto the fabric otherwise you would see the seams for the outside but. THERE ARE WAYS TO DO THIS I FEEL….. I feel like a flat fell seam would be. Permissible???? To keep RAW SILK EDGE from just hanging out. Maybe I am exaggerating but a lot of this has torn already. Whatever

3) more about the embroidery, I don’t think the dress was made first and THEN the embroidery done on it, I suspect it was originally a larger dress thinned to a new owner’s size, but also the embroidery is in spots that make me wonder if this was even originally a dress, or if it just was a long stretch of embroidered silk fabric (unlikely but yk). Maybe it was a different cut of dress and then got altered to this shift shape? There also no tag, so I would love to know if this embroidery was done by hand (again probably not) or by machine, if this dress was made at home or not by a brand, of if the brand tag got clipped. More over I would love to know from when this dress this.

I’m gonna maybe add more room in the side to fit me because otherwise this thing will become a museum piece, but I’m having trouble finding A) silk B) a silk in this color, so I might just settle for flat fell seam the OG sides and attach a side panel. Idk. Any tips would b appreciated I mostly made this to ramble

(Btw atp I’ve already cut open the side seams, hence the apron look in the photos)

[gibbearish]

this version of this post has been popping off recently which makes me really happy bc of how many people are learning they might have this disorder and it can be treated, however it is also a slight bummer because this version has a lot more info on how you can treat it yourself as well. so with that, i am once again requesting assistance, pls spread this version too if you can !! it really is helping people, ive been going through the notes today to direct ppl to that version and idk it just. makes me Feel Things knowing the good that's come of this? and wanted to share a few so ppl would know like. look what we did!! look at the people we helped!!!

(once again throwing the alt under readmore)

image id: screenshots of 11 sets of tumblr tags.

the first reads "#hold the FUCKING phone youre telling me im not the only one who couldnt fit a tampon in??? #man i had several people insist to me i was just doing it wrong #i knew i wasnt #dude if i had known this years ago i know what the first thing i bought with my first paycheck would have been i stg".

the second reads "#This is literally so important. #13 year old me needed this post so badly so please let the minors see it. #it is important to know about these kinds of things early on #it is important for children to know that their pain is abnormal so that it doesn't worsen. #i didn't know i had vaginismus until i was an adult #all i knew as a kid in a religious family was that I couldn't put a tampon in without excrutiating pain #and that i was one day going to be expected to "please" my husband #which was terrifying #for an extremely long time i had a phobia of sex and birth #still kind of do at the age of 26 #and it could have been prevented had i been allowed to know about ny body as a child".

the third reads "#Sex ed #i'm actually crying #Because i didnt know other people dealt with this. i thought it was just a 'oh poor little insecure 'virgin' '''girl''' thing #i can only fit one brand of tampon in. #this is probably way too personal but i feel seen because of this post so #i mean i knew about the dilators and therapy because of my close friend but i didnt know there was a name for this."

the fourth reads "#..... #today i learned i might have vaginismus #this is the second Nickle where tumblr taught me things about myself where it's not normal #tampons aren't supposed to hurt??? insane #no wonder i felt off about vaginal penetration but i thought that was the ace in me #still is about the ace in me but it's another thing too".

the fifth reads "#no yeah this is incredibly important #like. i started crying reading this #tmi obvi given the subject matter #but like. im ace! and i had just. given up on experiencing anything with that #because im ace and i can easily 'live without it' #the idea of it never being enjoyable and always being painful even tho im emotionally neutral on the act itself like #i thought 'well. that sucks but its fine cuz its not like i crave it. im ace. i don't need it' #when like. i CAN do it it doesnt HAVE to hurt theres things that can be done and it doesnt have to be scary and awful!!!! #i knew about the dilators for the longest time. they intimidated me out of getting help because #i just didnt think i could force myself through that regularly until it 'got better' #but i can use wearable toys!!!! it doesnt have to be awkward and stiff!!!!!!! i can get help and DO something about it oh my god #i finally stopped crying but oh my god".

the sixth reads "#resource #reference #wait wait wait #this is. a THING???? #i dont use tampons because its so painful to take them our!!! #and the only ones i can get IN are the smallest size #and it takes FOREVER because its SUPER uncomfortable #youre telling me this is an actual thing and i could treat it #????????".

the seventh reads "#oh? 👁️👄👁️ #today i learned i might have... vaginismus... #thank you for making this post and sharing it 🙏 #penetration even with smaller objects has always been painful for me and i never knew why 🥲 #tmi".

the eighth reads "#SAVE #SCREAMS #on main bc its medical this is important shit".

the ninth reads "#long post #holy shit i may have to research this #would explain some things #vaginismus".

the tenth reads "#i wish id know this when i was younger #i grew up in a very religious household where purity culture was very strict #sex literally became traumatizing cuz it hurt so bad #i'm almost 30 now and working throufh that trauma and the pain of something i left untreated for a decade".

the last one reads "#OH MY GOD #THANK YOU #ARE YOU SHITTING ME #ive NEVER been able to put a tampon in and the one time i got one half-in hurt like hell #NO ONE EVER FUCKING TOLD ME THIS WAS A THING I THOUGHT I WAS JUST DOING IT QRONG #im actually crying oh my god #brb im gonna do some research #GOD FUCK #THANK YOU OP AND CONTRIBUTORS #save #save for later #important #vaginismus #sex ed". end description.

got a good grade in physical therapy because i ordered a sex toy life is fun

[chaoticgremlinbrainspace]

idk if theres something wrong with me but I feel the deep seated urge to just study the bat family and their weird ass family dynamics/relationships with eachother and like make a huge chart with notes then work my way out from there to their friends and then their friends friends until I know the entire web of complex interlocking relationships and how different people interact with each other and their histories with each other and shit. like I want to dissect the dc charaters and I know the only reason my ass is here in the first place is bc I hyperfixated on nightwing then got invested (sobbing shittung dying nightwing is my lil dude I put into a hydraulic press so unfortunately he would take up so much brain realistate💀) I wanna write silly goofy lil stories featuring him but I also want to do other characters justice and have full context of events and stuff I will throw up if im ooc and or just fucking wrong about something. like theyre so funky I wanna do right by their charaters but ive also gripped dick by the throat and started projecting onto his guilt ridden ass.(eldest child moment yippeee disappointmenting my parents makes me explode :( also hes funky like that lol) but like genuinely want to be able to take existing relationships and just like idk go into it? like explore them I guess and how they interact, what makes a character tick and all that. theres just something about charaters that are so fun to pull apart and find who they are at their core, what makes them this charater, you know? and I feel like part of discovering that is understanding the connections and history of a character in relation to the setting and other charaters, how they react, how they think and feel when put into situations, shit like that I could rotate in my head for hours. im also an emo lil shit and my brain tends to fixate on the darker events and happenings, which can be a hindrance at times 💀. and like im also just one lil dude my Interpretation of those relationships and charaters could be comepletely different form someone else's due to my experiences or lack of experiences with certain stuff. and like I wanna do it justice I dont wanna should dumb or completely miss the point because that would suck ass, Especially if I ever did post it online it would be like being dragged through the city tied to a Honda civic or smth. or at least thats probably how it would feel lol. damn fear of failure and ridicule we meet again you assholes....anyway, I wanna write silly goofy lil stories for my own enjoyment but I want them to be good and accurate to the characters, maybe add small little head canons as a treat but. Domestic type shit or me projecting onto dick my fucking adhd and making him explode too lmao.(im very insane about that head canon ive thought about it a lot, shout out to middle school me for doing all that research instead of sleeping or doing homework your a real one lol). that and using dick as a vehicle to explore my own queerness in a sense because like, its fun, and probably less dangerous than walking around downtown by myself. like I really enjoy giving dick a funky gender that he cant quite label or name that just is, and it doesn't matter because he’s just rocking around kicking ass, he just happens to not be cishet in my heart and mind. that and I wanna draw him in fun outfits, my friends agree he dress like a lesbian(lesbian approved statement). and like yeah I just think its neat to heasdcanon him as queer, Especially the funky genders because hes just doing his own thing bhfdjknvl. this turned into me rambling about making dick gender queer in some fashion not to say that cis dudes cant wear traditionally seen as feminine clothing or anything ya’ll because fuck the notion of gendered clothing, I just mean like imagine like very loud outfits, patterns colors weird shapes and sizes. that and cursed thrift store shirts that say some shit like “oat sealed frog jar” with a picture of Freddy Mercury sitting on a bench wrong. with the like insane fonts. I guess I wanna throw dick in fits that you typically would associate with the chill queer alt people who have cool drip. idk man. anyway sorry to y’all reading this it kinda got outta hand there. 

[rzyraffek]

Fallout characters with plus size s/o!

(Swf)(also by s/o I mean main character😈)(they them pronouns)

(Funfact:back in the days(midage) plus-size people were seen as richer, better taken care of, because it meant that they didnt have to work they ass of And could affort food. And I feel like it would be similar in apocalipse world😈)(and in ancient rome chubby girls were seen as top tier wife materials) (those are my honest thought about characters and how they really would react, so if one of them seems mean, im sorry)

Fallout3

Butch- okay we all know he is an asshole, he would bully them with his super mega cool gang. BUT when they save his mom he will respect them madly, and feel guilt. Sadly there was no time for apologising because s/o was busy looking for their dad. Oh I forgot to mension, he is great example of this cringy prompt "he bullies you because he loves you"🙄 But after s/o came back to valut he went😳 specialy if s/o got some cool scars/piercings/shaved heas/tattoos. Also He will bully Amanda for kicking them from valut. And then probably leave too, its boring without them. And he finds strech Marks hot (they are super hot for him) (when they meet in wastelands he will apologise and simp)

Charon- bruh he simply doesnt care, about their looks. Fuck when they met he didnt even care about their peronality. It was simple they point he shoots. But later after long time and work Charon finally starts to belive them that he isnt just another tool, another weapon. For them he was a person with his own history and opinions and thats what got him in love, not their looks. Of course it took a long time for him to get use to the idea of being his own free person But he slowly warms up to it. Also no matter how much they weigh he can pick them up easly. He sucks at any kind of comunication but Hes trying

Fallout new vegas

Raul-just like charon- He doenst care about their looks. He seen all types of people, before and after bombs.

Boone- this guy judges everyone, doesnt matter if u are top1 skinnies person ever or the most musuclar ever, he will judge you at first. Later he turns into smol bean that needs comforting and hugs. He is this Type of person to never talk about his emotions but He will open up later. He will Just hug them from behind and say some unholy stuff🙄men🙄

Benny-tbh he feels like guy Who would be more into plus-size people than skinny. Also He would spoil them with complements. He has No opinon about strech marks,they are Just there thats all. If any of his chairman would even Look at them in wrong way... guess Who lost job today😎. He would love cuddles and BENNY THE SMOL SPOON🤯

Vuples-this bitch, this little crazy furry. He would say a lot of mean coments. But if his future s/o proves that they are as strong(and even stronger) than average person He will stop. He Just tried to intimidate them, and tried to find easy spot. He wont apologise but wont do it ever again. And deeper into relationship He would love to hug them and say good stuff about their looks (not complements more like honest good words idk how to explain)

Arcade-finds it cute, specialy if s/o has big tights. At first he wont comment on it(he is raised well, he know that its rude to coment someones body) but if they get along he will let them know that they look stunning🥰 Just imagine him resting his head on their legs and reading random book then falling asleep.

Joshua Grahm- he is a chirstian boi he would neve-😳lourd have mercy😳😳 he thought the only women he needs in his life is holy mary but oh my. He is lucky that he has whole body covered in bangades. If he could, he would blush. Bonus points if s/o belives in the same God as him. He will invite them to prays together, if they arent religious he will still invite them in hopes that they will join him🤯 he is in love with their chubby arms and/or legs. And hes the last one to judge their strech marks(his skin care is worse than my math grade i dont think he cares about their ether) (also strech marks arent caused by bad skin care that was a joke please dont cancel me)

Ulysses- he knew them for years, he doesnt care and will bomb anyone mean to them. Imagine romantic afternoon, firecamp, s/o sitting On ground fixing their gun/Reading magazines and ulysses Just laying On their lap or stomach and telling stories. He been thrue alot, most of it may be scary but there were some good parts and thats what he is focusing on at this point of his life.

I will make seperate one for fallout 4 characters later. Its just a lot of them and im sleepy.

And by s/o dont mean nesecary romantic relationship, i just didnt know what to call it? Because theres no way in hell im putting y/n in this (unless somone request)

Also if u got offended im so sorry(im not jokin i really apoligise) and im not skinny aswell so some of those ideas i got from my own expirience and life🥰 its 2am btw

[spookysplatt]

Actually I'm gonna confine it to one post 👍

David's not 15. Not to me. He is 17 okay.

But if you were curious novel Sarah is 16 and David's 17. Also Mayer hurt his hand (not leg) at a piano factory

Les has a red wooden top idk I just think it's neat.

Esther thinks the Newsies are a rough crowd and will turn Dave into a criminal— is she wrong though

MAYER THINKS DAVEY'LL BE A GOOD INFLUENCE. IS HE WRONG THOUGH

Davey convinced his parents to let him sell papers

Les wants to be just like David, who's his hero. He wasn't supposed to sell papers but he snuck out anyways??? I???

Lol the Delanceys are supposed to maintain order. Good luck you two

DASHING???? HE CALLED JAVK DASHING???????? GAY????? JAVID REAL????

Also Jack's 16

This time WEISEL can't count to 20

DAVEY'S CANONICALLY JEWISH

JACK'S CANONICALLY IRISH

Ohhh you're jealous that Jack's talking so much to Les? Why? Because you're gay??

Les is 8 in this, so I guess they're all younger.

Davey's scared of heights and the Javid on the rooftop when they run from Snyder?? Jack literally goes "Look at me." And grabs his hand and then like gently goes "It's okay, just a few more steps" and... *AKB voice* guh-guh-guh-gayyyy

"Did I ever lie to you?" "Only when you open your mouth, Mr. Sullivan."

Nigel Snyder 👍

"Not that I ever heard a meadowlark"

Mayer called scabs, "The lowest form of life." Mayer slays

David knows right away that Jack's lying about his family

Race "lost every penny he made betting on horses." HE'S NOT EVEN GOOD AT GAMBLING

Mush is "cross-eyed since birth"

HE HAS A PHOTO OF HIS FAMILY AND HIM IN A COWBOY HAT JUDT LIKE IN HARD PROMISES

"Davy"

"My business partner is right— as usual"

Spot is Jack's age

"A red-haired, freckled gnome in a bowler hat a size too small for him"

"As I live and breathe, it's Cowboy Jack."

"Who's this? Your mouthpiece?" Don'tsayitdon'tsayitdon'tsayit— NO BTC PLAYED MOUTHPIECE

You heard Boots the Eastern Hemisphere is everywhere south of Jersey

"Only one little fellow, 'Crutchy,' was involved in painting a large caricature of Joseph Pulitzer on an old bed sheet." Love him so much

NEVER REALIZED HOW TALL CRUTCHY IS HELP

Oop the boys I hate them so much they're great I hope they die I love them they suck

Lol Davey's so impressed that jack roped a stationary object while standing still I'm sorry not to be a ranch kid but...

He didn't think Crutchy would make it :((((((

They drank a toast to Crutchy :(((((((

SARAH SARAH SARAH I SHE'S SOOOOO

They barely know each other why are they kissing it would make so much more sense if it was Jack and David same as the movie

DENTON GOT HIT PROTECTING KID BLINK

SARAH HELL YES PUNCH THE MAN

Morris is younger than Oscar btw

"I'd rather rot in jail than be a dirty scab!" HEAR HEAR

Sarah's reading Jack the article and. Jack's so happy? Or touched is the word I guess. He's clearly never heard that he matters to anyone, or that what he does means anything. But here he is. Strike leader, and friend. And these kids look up to him. Excuse me while I cry.

"Anyone who looked like they had once been a child"

"We need you, Jack." "Maybe that's what scares me."

All in all it was okay, really cool, got rid of so much Javid, but like. Yeah.

Might be liveblogging the Newsies novel so I don't go infodump to my brother sorry yall I'll try and tag it #splat's adventures with the newsies book if you want to block that

[yunoysl]

needy. (m)

Summary: You probably have the most annoying neighbor to exist. He’s always loud, making you always have to bang on his door to tell him to shut up. One question he asks is enough to have you in his bed.

Pairing: cocky neighbor + fuckboy!haechan x fem!reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: slightly suggestive, blowjob, spitting in mouth (idk if there’s a name for it), unprotected sex, small size kink, breeding

feedback is greatly appreciated!

You hate your neighbor, so so much. It’s an everyday occurrence for him to be LOUD. And it’s an occurrence for you to bang at his door every day telling him to keep it down. Whether it’s plying his music loud, screaming at his computer when he’s playing overwatch, or playing with himself. That you’ve heard more times that you would think to think of. Or bringing girls over and having THEM be loud. It’s annoying.

“Haechan! Open your door!” You bang on his door, positive that you’re going to almost leave a hole.

“Hello lovely neighbor” your oh so lovely neighbor opened his door, a smirk on this painfully handsome face.

“This is the third day in a row. Can you please shut your little girlfriends up” you don’t see the judgement look that the girl he has inside his place gives you.

“Oh come on, being loud is the fun part” you know he’s teasing you

“You love to irritate me on purpose, don’t you?”

“It’s my superpower. And besides, it’s really fun seeing you all frustrated” he gives you his teasing smile that for some reason does things to you. And you hate yourself for it.

“Are you kidding me? Just please keep it down”

“But then you won’t visit me” The teasing smile leaves his face and is replaced with the cutest pout you’ve ever seen.

“You’re so annoying”

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?” That caught you so off guard. You can’t deny the fact that he’s really hot, and the way his thighs are hugged when he wears black skinny jea- no stop.

You don’t answer his question, “I’m leaving”

“Same time tomorrow?” He yells out right as you’re closing your door, ready and looking forward to not having to deal with him for the rest of the day.

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?”

Why is that question constantly in your brain. Yeah, you HAVE thought about what it would be like to be in the position of the girls that he invited over to fuck. But that’s it.

Yes, you have used your vibrator while picturing what it would be like to be fucked by your beautiful, tan skinned neighbor who looks like he was kissed by the sun.

You let out a deep, frustrated sigh, reaching over to your nightstand to use your little friend and relieve yourself.

Of course Haechan would never be quiet, as you’re currently banging on his door again.

He finally opens the door, wearing a pear of black basketball shorts this time, and hair a mess.

“If it isn’t my pretty baby” that is the grossest thing you’ve ever heard from him. But why is it making you fight the urge to smile like a school girl who just asked her crush out.

“I was waiting for you, sweet girl” you don’t know this, but Haechan’s heart was actually beating really fast saying that. He would never admit it, but at first he was loud on accident, not meaning to do it or cause anyone any annoyance, but with his cute neighbors constantly visiting him at his door, he started doing it on purpose just to see your pretty face that he pictures when he’s rearranging a random girls guts, wishing that it was you in their spot.

“H-Haechan....” curse you for stuttering. he wasn’t suppose to be aware that the nicknames he was giving you were affecting you.

“Why are you nervous, princess?” You glare at him. “What? Did you come because I was right”

“Right about what?” You’re very confused, not sure what he was talking about.

“That you want to fuck me” he leans against the door as he stares at you with a knowing glint in his eyes, almost like he knew that you have been wishing it was you he was fuckjng every day instead of someone else.

“That’s not why I’m here, Haechan” he takes a step close to you, his fingertips trailing on your arm and going up to your face, his thumb stopping at your bottom lip.

“Um-umm.....” you can’t let any words out, feeling slightly dizzy at his touch.

“Speechless baby?” His thumb pulls on your bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth.

“I-I.... I forgot I have to take out my trash” Haechan chucked as you scurried off, watching you almost trip on your own two feet.

“Mark, I can’t stand him! Why did you have to move in with Jeno and Renjun.” You’re currently FaceTiming with Mark, complain to him about Haechan, again.

“It was cheaper this way, and besides you know I can’t cook and Renjun is basically a chef, especially since he was bored in quarantine and got into cooking and baking”

“I hate him. I hate him, with a burning passion”

“You said that he’s hot, so might as well just fuck him” he drives his attention away from you to open a bag of chips, making you more angry.

“Are you on my side or his?!”

“Yours, but let’s be honest babe, you desperately need dick. And if he’s always bringing girls and being loud then obviously he’s good at it” you rub your face, tired because Mark is indeed, not wrong.

“Hi Y/N” Jeno’s voice takes you out of your frustration. You love Jeno, he’s a cutie and a sweetheart — always there to make you feel better when you’re feeling down. His presence just bring you happiness, like a cute little puppy.

“Hi Jeno” Jeno definitely made you forget about your frustration with Haechan.

“What are you guys talking about” Jeno asks Mark as he took some of the chips he was eating.

“Talking about how Y/N should fuck her hot neighbor”

“Oh, you definitely should”

“Not you too Jeno”

“I’m just saying. We’re rooting for you to get that good dick”

“I hate all of you. I could easily replace you both”

“We’d like to see you try to find other people as amazing as us” you would obviously never replace the annoying dorks you call friends, but it doesn’t hurt to threaten them with it a little bit.

“I’m ending this, I’ll call you again later”

“Bye whore” you hang up and sigh. you should definitely try getting new friends.

You swear this time you’re going to actually murder Haechan.

You’re barely about to lift your fist to his door when he opens it, slightly startling you, “Come inside” he doesn’t even wait for you to come inside, leaving you to close his door yourself.

He has a really nice place. It’s very brightly lit and the white furniture makes it look classy.

“You know, you’re really pretty” out of anything Haechan we’re to talk about with you, him complimenting you is not what you expected.

“Uhh.. thanks”

“I bet you would look prettier underneath me though” and there’s the Haechan you’re familiar with.

“Okay I’ll fuck you” you swear his eyes almost literally popped out of his head.

“Wait, really?” the happiness in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“Yeah. I would like to see if all the noises your girlfriends make is because you’re actually good or they’ve only familiar with bad dick and that’s what they like” he’s quick to carry you bridal style to what you’re positive is his bedroom. He throws you on the bed after shutting his door with his foot.

“What do you wanna do first?” He’s in the middle of making out with you, your salivas mixing together.

“Can I suck you?”

“Oh... umm... sure.” You notice that he’s slightly flustered, acting like this is his first time ever doing anything sexual. He’s quick to unbutton his jeans and slide them off his legs, along with his underwear.

Once he’s bare underneath, he tilts your chin, giving you a quick kiss before placing his tip on your bottom lip. He runs his cock in your mouth slowly. You’re quick to pick up your face, eager to have all of him in your mouth. Your jaw burns from the stretch around him.

He pulls you off his cock to bring his head down to your lips, spitting in your mouth before placing his cock in your mouth again.

“Your mouth is so good” Your head bobs up and down rapidly, his cock reaching the back of your throat after finally getting used to his side. Your head bobs up and down as Haechan’s moans escape his lips, sounding like heaven to your ears. He pulls you off his cock again, making you whine since you weren’t done yet.

He smirks at you, “another time baby. I need to be inside you right now.”

He pushes you down on the bed and climbs on top of you, rubbing his cock over your pussy before shoving it in, bottoming out inside of you. Your head spins faster as he fills you up.

“You’re so warm” he teases in your ear, your mind not caring at all and instead being focused on the please you’re receiving. The sound of skin slapping quickly fills the room. Your eyes fluttering shut as your legs shake.

“You’re so pretty, baby” Haechan hisses as you continuously clench around him. Your mind is foggy, Haechan and his cock being the only thing you’re able to focus on. His grunts spill from his mouth as he quickens his face.

He pounds into you mercilessly, fingers clenching your hips tightly. “Will you come for me?” One last thrust is what has you coming undone, your climax washing over you.

You’re whining and gasping loudly, Haechan groaning in your ear as he cums, filling you to the brim. You cry out loudly as his cum shoots inside you. He pulls out of you once he’s finished, cleaning both of you up before tucking your bodies into bed, both of you welcoming a deep slumber.

[bonky-n-steeb]

𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑇𝐻𝐸

𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴

𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆!𝘽𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙀𝙎 𝙭 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 | 𝙈𝙊𝘽!𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙑𝙀 𝙍𝙊𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Your life is as good as it gets. The perfect husband, the perfect daughter, the perfect job. But what you are unaware is that your husband is a deadly assassin and your long-lost friend, now a fearsome mob boss is hell bent on getting you back. But what you don’t know can't hurt you, right?

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: psychological disorder, PTSD, domestic abuse, yandere, obsession, violence, cursing. If you find any of this triggering please DNI. Also inform me if I left something out.

ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, sᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ

Oh, lawd! i have to post everything again! Send me all your energy. If you wanna be tagged, just inform me!

Also, I’ll be changing the story by a little, (or by a lot, idk) from my previous version.

You were feeling like John Travolta from the music video of Stayin’ Alive. Vibing to your own rhythm, living your own freedom. Attending college miles away from your hometown, you were the captain of your ship. Though you loved your parents more than anything, you were glad for the freedom granted upon you.

Your Freshmen year had just begun and you had already made a few friends. But what you didn’t want to accept just yet was your crush on one of them, Bucky. With his steely blue eyes and boyish charm, even a goddess might fall for him, and you were just a mortal. You were simply happy with being friends as you believed he would never like you and well, a little crush never hurt nobody.  

Completing your shift in a local bookstore, just outside the campus, you were walking back, lost in your own thoughts. What caught your attention was a group of howling high schoolers; from the look of it, they were barely a year to two younger than you. A group of tall and popular kids were bullying a skinny, helpless dude; ufff the usual cliché you thought to yourself. What you failed to notice though was his bleeding nose.  

You were a kind soul, always helping others, but you were no fool. All alone in an unknown town, you weren't going to confront the burly teens who were twice your own size. After giggling and cracking some stupid jokes on the poor dude trying to impress a girl, they left him and that’s when you noticed all the blood. You quickly crossed the road and walked towards him. He seemed smaller than he was as he was crouching down and trying to rub all the blood.

“Hey! Pinch your nose, don’t disturb it by rubbing.” you said while bending down. “Uhh, okay... thanks!” he looked at you with big doe eyes and you were utterly mesmerized by the blue oceans he had for his eyes. “Do you.. Do you need something else kid? Where do you live?” you asked giving him a candy and your water bottle. “I’m no kid!” he exclaimed and you flinched.  

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. You are helping me and here I am shouting at you.” You could clearly see remorse in his eyes and you wondered why would someone hurt him? “yeah, yeah.. It's Okay... now have this candy, the sugar will help you feel better.” you said with a soft smile. “thank you so much... and by the way I live two streets across. I mean I can go by myself, I'm a grown-up.. But...” he trailed off and you helped him get up.

“I’m Steve” he tried his best to smile and you followed by sharing your own name. And with that his chatter train began, he explained that he was just trying to help another girl getting bullied, when the bullies decided to change their target and chase Steve instead.

“you should wear your own mask first and then help others wear theirs.” you quipped and instantly bit your tongue. “Hmm, what?” he asked genuinely curious. “what I meant is that you did what is correct and very brave, but sometimes you gotta think for yourself too. But these are just my thoughts.” you shrugged. “I’ll remember that.” he said with a genuine expression. And after a million thank yous he finally went in his house. By the size of his house, he seemed rich and you wondered maybe this wasn't that cliché.  

☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎

The next day, you were walking back the same road, when you thought of Steve. He really was a kind and sweet person. This world needed more of people like him. And just then you saw him smiling brightly and waving at you, his nose bandaged. He had a huge box in his hand.

“Heyyyyy! Thank you for helping me yesterday. So I just... kinda got this as a ... a token of appreciation. I considered you might like donuts, so I got you this.” He said rubbing his nape. His cheeks had become so red he looked like a ripe tomato. “well, if you haven’t already given me diabetes by saying so many thank yous, after eating sooo many donuts I’ll surely get it.” At that you both chuckled and the atmosphere became lighter. As you picked a donut, he looked at you with such admiration you thought you would melt then and there.

Suddenly with a stern expression you asked “what if it’s drugged?” His eyes widened and he stuttered, “I... I would never do that ...” he looked down and you thought he might cry. “hey waittt.. don’t get so sad.. I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I was just joking. I have this really bad habit of saying things when I shouldn’t. God I just ruined everything.” You just made a mental note not to joke around him, he seemed to be quite emotional. Though it was going to be difficult to tame your tongue. “don’t be. I just take things too literally.... anyway let’s have some donuts what say?” He said with such shine in his eyes you wondered whether he was sad just a moment before.

You both walked up to your university campus, munching on donuts. You both shared things about yourselves. You told him how you were passionate in becoming a doctor. He on the other hand talked about his struggles in studying. “will you help me? You are so smart and bright, will you help me study if I have a doubt or something?” he asked giving his big doe eyes.

You weren’t going to agree at first, you had just met him a day ago. But after looking in those calm blue pools of his eyes you agreed. Seeing the joy on his face, you wondered whether he just won an Oscar.

What you didn’t know was that Steve had already fallen in love with you, yes love, he was convinced that you were the one for him, his one true love. Not a moment had he been able to think of anything but you since he had met you. You were everything he needed and wanted and much more. He was simply desperate to spend more time with you.

☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎☮︎︎

It had been around six months since you met Steve. Over the time you two had turned out to be best friends. While Steve had fallen even more in love with you, you had fallen hopelessly in love with bucky. While you always told bucky about Steve and vice versa, you never confessed to Steve about your love for Bucky, thus furthermore increasing his hopes. You desperately wished to make Steve and Bucky meet. They were two important people in your life and you more than anything wished that they got together well.  

Today was the day when you decided to arrange a small meet and greet at the park where you and Steve met every day. You and Bucky walked together towards the tree where you usually sat with Steve waiting there for you. You knew both would like each other, but somewhere deep within your gut you were getting a not-so good feeling about this.  

Steve’s eyes lit up seeing you but as they turned to Bucky, it felt as if all the energy had been sucked out of him. You didn’t like that one bit. “Bucky!?” Steve exclaimed in half disappointment and half fear. “You both... you both know each other?” you ask bewildered. You tried chuckling to lighten the mood but by the looks of it they were sworn enemies, but you prayed that you were wrong. “yeah, we know each other a little too well... Uh... We were good friends once.” Steve quietly admitted.

All this time Bucky had his jaw clenched, dragging in a deep breath he began. “I knew it! I knew it would be you, you little fucker! You want to have everything don’t you? Goddammit! I had this feeling it was you but I thought it was too much of a coincidence, but no. fate had to be so cruel.” you were shocked to see Bucky's sudden outburst. You wondered what conspired between the two, as either hadn’t ever mentioned the other.  

You were snapped out of your thoughts with Bucky calling your name. “let’s go. I don’t want to see him even for a minute more and neither do you.” Bucky started pulling your hand but you stopped him “Bucky no. I guess you have some misunderstanding; Steve is a good person. And you don’t get to tell me who to talk to and who to not.”

Suddenly Bucky turned back to Steve, anger written all over his face. “You didn’t tell her, huh, did you? Don’t worry I'll tell her. Steve is the son of Joseph Rogers and he is the freaking Don Corleone of this area. Do you know how my father died? Steve’s father had him killed just because unknowingly he provided shelter to his father’s fugitive. Steve just pretends to be a caring, emotional person but he is a snake behind that mask, so is everyone in his family.” towards the end Bucky was in tears and you were in utter shock. Now that you tried to remember, Steve never really did tell you much about his family. And the fact that Steve wasn’t denying any single allegation made you want to puke your guts out.

“You have taken too much from me. But not this. Not her. Not the woman I love more than anything.” Bucky said it out loud in the heat of the moment. You were too dumbstruck to even blink. Did Bucky just confess that he loved you?  

Bucky turned to you and held your arm with such softness you wondered if he was just now screaming his lungs out at Steve. “I know I can't tell you who to be with, and I promise I never will in the future, but trust me you want to be caught up with him or his family. And still, if you choose him, well then, I can’t be with you.”

You knew you had to make a choice then and there, there was no going back, and you chose Bucky.

[poetrusicperry]

the poets go to ikea for the first time !!!

sooo this morning i made a list of things i have to take back to college with me and i always pack my stuff in these big, blue ikea bags which got me thinking about what the poets would be like in ikea bc i genuinely cannot do anything anymore without thinking about how the poets would do it HAHA. so here we are lol– i hope you guys like this !!(:

neil: something tells me that neil would really enjoy ikea. there are so many tiny little relics and fun decorations to browse as well as models/displays that are so nicely put together. just the right kinds of things to appease neil’s hidden juvenile wants (since he never got to experience a real childhood with his parents treating him like an adult since he was like 8). for example: all of the neat little stuffed animals and children’s bedroom sets that have all sorts of fun colors, etc. neil would appreciate the whole aesthetic of the store as well, liking how well-organized and modern it is inside. would definitely hide behind pieces of furniture in the displays to scare todd. also he is in charge of pushing the cart (that charlie is proudly sitting in bc he doesn’t want to “walk around everywhere”).

todd: like neil, todd appreciates the feel of the place bc he’s always had a bit of an interest in interior design, but is a little bit overwhelmed with just how big it is both outside and inside. desperately wants a djungelskog bear (which neil buys for him, bc of all the things neil struggles with, saying “no” to todd is certainly the biggest one). genuinely freaks out every single time neil scares him, even if he should see it coming after the second or third time. trails behind the group, (as he seemingly always does), taking special note of certain things he’d like to have in his own house one day (’:

knox: upon being invited, he seemed hesitant bc it’s just a furniture store, big whoop (���will there be girls there at least?”), but once they got there he was incredibly thrilled that there was a cafeteria and insisted that they go there both before shopping and after shopping (”look at how big the store is, don’t you think we’ll be hungry again by the time we’re done?”). definitely would rather be doing something else, but is just happy to be spending time around his pals (:

charlie: as previously stated, king of the cart. refuses to get out and walk because it’s “a big store and he’s tired.” neil doesn't mind pushing him, though. fully embraces the semi-chaotic feel of ikea during the weekend (so many people, which is not good for todd, but charlie full-on thrives). he would also insist on actually buying a few pieces of new furniture for his and cameron’s room (completely oblivious to the fact that he will actually need to assemble the pieces himself until they get down to the warehouse), even though it would most definitely be confiscated by mr. hager (”they’ll only confiscate it if they find it,” charlie says, to which cameron replies, “i’m pretty sure a full size vanity and bureau would be pretty easy to scope out, dumbass.” then they both flip each other off). he is definitely the reason knox decided to come after charlie begged him for at least ten minutes (”c’mon, knoxious, it’ll be fun! even if there aren’t girls there, you’ll still have me to look at (;”). offers to buy neil a couple of the stuffed animals he’s been eyeing bc he just wants to see his best friend happy. has to go back up and around the store to take note of numbers of the furniture he actually wants bc he didn’t understand how it worked (”all that time in the cart, wasted” and ”they should really have like an instruction manual before entering the store??”). and enlists meek’s help trying to find the right boxes of parts because “he’s smart like that”. still stays squished in the cart even when he puts all the boxes in it

meeks: just along for the ride, honestly. he just likes spending time with his buddies, but isn’t hesitant about going out and doing things like knox (“i’ll try anything once!”). gets into a pillow fight with pitts in one of the displays, garnering the attention of an ikea employee who sternly asks them to “act their age” and to “fix all the things they made fall on the ground”. the most adventurous eater at the cafeteria; tries the swedish meatballs and really likes them (”we have to come back here just to eat these again, guys”). rates each display on a scale of 1-10 and gives reasons for why he likes things and why he doesn’t (mostly in a joking way).

pitts: bumps his head on some of the hanging arrow signs that direct you into the next section of the store, sighs after every time. buys matching stuffed animals with meeks (’: is the designated driver, and never asks for gas money from his friends bc like knox and meeks, he just likes hanging out (but they give him gas money anyway !!). asks neil for a turn pushing the cart, which neil agrees to. when in control of the cart, bumps it into things, much to charlie’s displeasure (”wouldn’t peg you as a horrible cart driver since you’re the only one with your license, but alas, i was wrong”). feels v bad for getting in trouble w meeks about the pillow fighting and makes sure to fix any messed up things in any of the displays following the incident. also unsure of how much space is in the car for charlie’s boxes, leading him to argue against the purchase of any items.

cameron: also didn’t get the allure of a furniture store, but tagged along because he wanted to get off campus (and really does care about making time and hanging out with his friends, though he’d never admit that). pickiest when it came to the food court/cafeteria (”i just don’t want to try it, why do i need a reason ??”). actually considered buying a new desk organizer, but refused when charlie said it would look great on their new vanity (”charlie, they’ll confiscate that, too. how many times do i have to explain it ??”). unlike meeks, seriously rates each display on a scale of 1-10 talking about how some of the colors just don’t go, and it hurts his eyes to look at it. lowkey got lost for a bit and freaked out bc he couldn’t find anyone, but caught up with todd finally when they were exiting the kitchenette section. this caused him to ask what todd was doing all the way back behind the group, leading to a small, but nice conversation they had (”just making some notes about things i like for later on” todd had said. “that’s really cool, todd,” cameron smiled back at him, unknowing that todd was most certainly picking out things that not only he would like, but neil, too). finally caved and helped charlie build the new furniture when they got back because as much as he couldn't stand charlie sometimes, it made for an incredibly interesting bonding session. 

anyway, that’s all. i feel like the poets out in public and not on campus just harness a complete chaos anywhere they go HAHA. idk if this sucked or not, but it was super fun to write hehe. happy sunday i don’t want to go to work tomorrow, but such is the life of someone who has rent and bills to pay in the coming months, sigh