#New Pog Times

[bacchuschucklefuck]

soon it'll be dawn again

transcript under the cut ⏬

page 01

Fig: no way? - you're still up?

Riz: Wh– yes?

Riz: Why'd I not be.

page 02

Fig: I me~~ean - that took.

Fig: whole day.

Riz: Yeah?

Fig: 'm beat.

Riz: you should sleep.

page 03

Fig: nah. my guy's still up

Fig: I wanna hang out.

page 04

Riz: That's really nice.

Fig: Hah! - Nobody ever expects an Archdevil rockstar to be nice.

Riz: … yeah. - 's just budget work tho. (the stuff I'm working on) - I've heard it's boring.

page 05

Fig: yeah, but you do it…

Riz: It keeps things going, right? - Nothing happens if nobody sits down and - does the thing.

Fig: That's right… - though. Yeah.

page 06

Fig: sometimes it's someone else who - doesn't want the same thing to happen.

Riz: … - mm.

page 07

Riz (off screen): …It took me a long time to get that not everyone likes doing what I do. - 's probably because you guys are so nice– - or. - kind.

Riz (off screen): to anyone too, not just. - the people you /love/.

page 08

Riz: that's not how it is elsewhere. - The world's– not. hostile. - but 's not like it's kind.

Riz: So I'm doing as much as I can now… 

page 09

Fig: Hey.

Riz: ?

Fig: Go dig some dirt with me.

page 10

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - oh you meant like - actual dirt. (not incriminating information)

Fig: o yea.

Fig: there's clay in the backyard soil. - sometimes when I'm sun deficient or something I go touch dirt for a bit.

page 11

Fig: here u go

page 12

Riz: uh

Fig: now we make a thing! - 'm pretty good at freehanding a bowl.

Fig: I'll show u

page 13

Fig: just– yep, flatten that out as evenly as u can, then–! - actually ur nails'd be so good at cutting out the strip. [larger than usual space] wait. - wait. wait u can carve patterns with them! we HAVE to try

Riz: uh - What. do I carve?

Fig: anything!!!

page 14

Fig: and– yep just seal the inside uh. seam?

Fig: yep that works - okay time's up! all contestant hands up

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - okay - wh. what's next?

Fig: haha - watch this.

(sound effect text): FWOO—MP

page 15

Riz: WH– DON'T JUST DO THAT???

Fig: Now it's fired!

Riz: THAT WAS NOT SAFE

Fig: (actually it's just dry. if u add water rn it'll dissolve)

Fig: ok catch!

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - careful!!

Fig: dw no need haha

page 16

Riz (thought bubble): oh - it's warm…

Fig: now I want you to throw this.

page 17

Fig: u gotta do it - c'mon

page 18

Riz: wh– - It's like 3AM right now

Fig: oh it's not /fired/ fired it's not gonna make a loud noise

Riz: And then just? leave a pile out here?

Fig: pour water over it & it'll be gone I told u

Riz: but

page 19

Fig (off screen): RIz.

page 20

Fig: I've done all this before.

Fig: Can you trust that at least?

page 21

Riz: no, I– - I do. - I trust you.

page 23

Riz: okay what happens now

(sound effect text): glob

page 24

Fig: we do it again!

page 25

Riz: wh. [larger than usual space] What do you mean. (this clay's too wet also)

Fig: see! you're already learning

Fig: [blank speech bubble] - there are flows that are futile to fight. - The world changes.

Fig: Things change.

page 26

Fig: I've learned my lessons with "forevers". - But - as an artist

Fig: I can give you one thing: - You can always do it again.

page 27

Fig: most of everything depends on the rest of the world, - but this. - making new. - that's yours as long as you want it.

page 28

Fig: So?

page 29

Riz: Yeah. - Yeah! - let's make another one.

[wonderful101gecs]

nonono you don't get it, we hate JK Rowling because she's BOTH deeply fucking bigoted AND Millennial Cringe.

Scott Cawthon is totally different cause yes he's deeply fucking bigoted, but is Zoomer Cringe which is less bad, and also has stayed off twitter which has saved his soul and makes his donations to fascists meaningless. hope this help.

[djevelbl]

Breakfast time!!! 😋😋

[munchboxart]

The TTYD Remake soundtrack is nutty as hell what the fuck. The guitar goes craaazzy

[koukoupepia]

i didnt go to the dentist for 2 years because my executive dysfunction was impacting me that bad when it came to trying to make an appointment among all my other appointments and i was super scared i was going to have a really bad cavity because i was having some jaw pain but it turns out i dont need any fillings or anything at all this time and my jaw hurt because i grit my teeth (and i should probably invest in a mouthguard). and im so happy about not having any cavities i have to tell everyone

[candycryptids]

UNO REVERSE! How do YOUR blorbos sleep, huh? 😤

HECK!!!!!

Chuu sleeps anywhere any which way. Tuesday’s learned to not try to move her to any kind of bed or horizontal position, she’s sleeping fine where she is and when she wakes up if she’s been moved it throws off her groove, especially if she was in the middle of something lmao. If she CHOOSES to go to bed, she wears a big ol shirt and gets all cozied up under a weighted blanket with an eye mask and sleeps for 16 hours. [If her wife is home, she’s laying on-top of her like a blanket because she’s warm, lmao. Chuu is become Weighted Blanket]

Tuesday doesn’t need to sleep in the classical sense, but he does use ‘sleep time’ in the way human brains do; to sort and compartmentalize/toss out things from the last time he’s ‘slept’. (He tends to find a quiet place to do this, the FC house has a custom built ‘nap room’ with alcove beds he’ll use if he’s around home base. Otherwise he’ll even just find a chair in the corner and ‘doze’ for an hour. (Keathan likes to curl up on him from what I remember, because he’s warm, and relatively comfortable. And sometimes the sleepies just Getcha when you’re running all over creation.)

[cut cos there’s quite a few silly little guys ANDNFNEKD]

Ishi’li enjoys the fact that they can curl up into a little ball of Miqo’te if they’re having to sleep alone, but at a certain point she starts sharing a bed with Kizuna, who tends to hold her with his tail. And arms. They become a tangled octopus of limbs. LMAO. Purrs sometimes in his sleep. Really needs someplace soft/a bedroll to sleep, isn’t so good at just sleeping wherever on the ground.

Mochiie sleeps sprawled out flat on his back like a starfish in bed, but he’ll also sleep sitting up in armchairs or propped up against a dozen pillows. Or. Leaned up against Mindy with her big Chocobo head in his lap, lmao. He doesn’t tend to want/need a blanket but he does like sleeping in silken pants. 🥰 (he’ll bully Urianger away from staying up late studying to come lay with him in bed…. Only for Mochi to fall asleep and Urianger to just sit up reading with Au’ra deadweight leaned on him. Lmao)

Levraut wants to wear full pajamas to bed (nightcap, long shirt, pants… yknow, the Pajama Set. LMAO. His has Chocobo’s on it.) he snores, but claims he doesn’t. He’s a stomach sleeper, keeping his journal or whatever book he was reading shoved under his pillow (or AS his pillow, if he’s sleeping on a bedroll, hdjdjdjs) he sleeps best in a hammock on board a ship, but he lays on his back or side in those (the side sleeping makes his back complain a little bit he’s young, within the hour he’s stretched whatever cramps or aches out)

Colette! Sleeps best when Setsuna is curled up under her arm, pokey horns be damned. If she’s curled at her side then there’s no chance she’s in any danger. She sleeps naked, because every big comfy shirt for sleeping ends up mysteriously on Setsuna or in her possession, lmfao. She just gave up at some point. (I don’t talk much about Colette or her charge, they’re kinda background brain radiation, but Colette’s fun uvu!)

Tangy sleeps best when other people are around (either also sleeping or just doing stuff in the same room, background noise helps her best) she sprawls out on top of a soft surface (usually her bed) and falls asleep like someone tossed her already unconscious body there. As a Miqo’te she snores somethin’ fierce and awful, but her change into a Hrothgar seems to have fixed whatever was causing it more or less, and she’s now relatively quiet. (Sometimes she growls in her sleep though like dogs do when they’re dreaming!) she would very gladly cozy up in bed with a bunch of people for a big sleepover situation! Push all the beds together pile up all the blankets and pillows…

As a final little bonus; Jojoha sleeps sitting up with a dagger in hand, wary and ready, even when the chance of danger is very small. Solkmyna struggles to sleep on even good days, struggling with nightmares, and sleeps flat on his back like the dead when he does manage to fall asleep. Swydghem sleeps worryingly deep, a side effect of being under the effects of Sleep related spells and medicines. She also sleeps like a corpse, with her arms folded over her chest. Viking funeral style. Both Solk and Ghem sleep better when they’re in the same bed together following her recovery. Jojoha tries to never sleep at the same time as them when they’re staying together, so she can keep watch for. Anything. They’ve had enough misfortune in their lives; she’d rather at least warn them before it strikes again.

[poguniversity]

Posting personal positivity for once: i've had my cpap for 2 weeks now and it's literally changed my life. I feel like a whole new person. Like my concentration and focus is so much better, i'm just generally feeling happier and fulfilled, and i have sooo much energy. To the point that i get done with work and i actually have any energy to do things (which is absolutely WILD) that i don't know what to do with my time cuz i'm so used to just smoking weed and watching jerma streams till i pass out at 9pm but like??? I can read and play video games now???? This shit is so crazy

[stainedpurplehoodie]

IT WAS AUTISTIC BURNOUT

[n0body-0dysseus]

It's actually so fun to redraw your characters over memes, freaking hilarious

[gifti3]

[sidsinning]

Apothecary Diaries is pog as fuck bc serious political issues and dynamics from a woman's POV are rarely depicted in ANY form of media

It's always a man's world where women's issues surround him. Even if we get a female perspective once in awhile- it all comes back to how it facilitates his game in the end. She's a footnote in the overarching scheme of things. Misogyny exists. Back to the real plot.

Apothecary Diaries is strictly from a female perspective and how each class of woman has to act, what limits they have, what rights they have and don't have between each class, etc. These women have to behave a certain way under a patriarchy, which you would think makes it a man's story, but it never is. The women are THE focus of this show, their struggles are THE plot. The focus is about how the patriarch effects them.

Take the concubines for example. The show dives into how bearing a child affects their rank, how traumatizing it is to lose that child, the consequences of that, etc. We have barely seen the emperor who sired all these kids because this is not about him.

Jinshi's personal plot is secondary to Mao Mao's journey- he is mostly there to provide new cases for Mao Mao to solve and to learn more about the shortcomings of his class when taking care of citizens like Mao Mao.

Jinshi is not a bad person, but by virtue of his position in the higher classes, he cannot understand how harsh life as a poor WOMAN is specifically- he can only catch glimpses of it from what Mao Mao tells him and feel outrage but powerless in his wealth and luxury

Mao Mao is a fortunate commoner woman for what privileges someone in her class should and shouldn't have. She happened to be adopted by a knowledgeable man. She is allowed to read, write, learn, and has enough skill to be a poison tester and have a job EXTREMELY out of her class limit as an apothecary, also a job not traditionally meant for women

Mao Mao is not a "noT lIkE oThER gIrLs" protagonist, she is FOR THE GIRLIES. She only wants to help the women around her, and women are whom she has the closest relationships to. She sees a woman being harassed and can't let it stand. She sees a frail, traumatized woman dying from the recklessness of those who should be caring for her and spends day and night nursing her back to health, while also punishing the people who were so careless with her needs.

My girl has STUDIED UP on THE BODY to TEACH these upper class ladies on how to really HEAT things up in the BEDROOM

Sex depicted in Apothecary Diaries is both something women are not shamed to be enjoying, while at the same time being acknowledged as an unfortunately huge economic necessity to market themselves.

Like shit is just so real in this series???

Listen, I can go on and on about how GOATED the series and especially Mao Mao is but you get the picture

[a-lonely-tatertot]

this is the title

ACCURATE

[eonars]

i need new sheets bc all my sheets currently in rotation are old as fuck and id like to retire the oldest and fuckiest set entirely but surely it’s a better idea to wait until AFTER i get the second session on my massive black tattoo next week and not leak plasma and ink all over brand new sheets

[mcytblrconfessions]

I am currently a teacher (Grade 7); back when I was a student teacher, my practicum was a Grade 8 zoom classroom in 2020. One day, I saw the student spamming POG 2020 and SWAG 2020, and since I was fairly certain it was not about the american election, I asked them what it was about.

As teaching candidates, we were encouraged to get to know students interests (in order to foster a better connection), so I researched the DSMP and voted for SWAG 2020 (bc from the only stream I watched (the debate), I thought Quackity was funny and had good points).

The day after the election, my icebreaker question for them was about who they voted for and what they thought about the result. While I did get some boos for saying I voted SWAG 2020, I got lots of pogs and poggers directed at me (which at the time I didn’t know what it meant, so I was uncertain if it was a good thing or not haha).

After the class I had a couple of students message me thanking me for being so respectful of their interests (which they thought was cringe) and I told them not to worry about whatever their interests were cringe or not, just that they were having fun (and that they were not harassing people about opinions).

Over the course of the practicum, I made sure to keep up with the DSMP lore summaries and made a separate class chat forum for the DSMP (bc the zoom chat had to be mainly for schoolwork), and to this day it has been one of my favourite/most wholesome teaching moments in terms of engaging with students about their interests!

I am currently using the QSMP (my students’ new SMP obsession) for icebreaker questions (such as how they celebrated different cultural holidays, favourite egg, etc), and I’ve gotten a lot of student engagement from it!

TLDR: Thank you to Quackity for keeping me engaged in the DSMP and QSMP on a surface level for long enough for me to positively connect, relate and engage with my students to our lessons!

One of my students told me about this account and I wanted to share this story because it has been an unexpected positive memory from something I previously was a complete outsider to!

[lwh-writing]

Skulker's Boring Hunt

“And now that we have located the proper biome, we are able to safely release the beast back into the wild.”

Skulker opens the cage door and turns the camera so that the virtual audience can watch as the peryton returns to the wilderness of the Ghost Zone, all the while silently bemoaning how he got here.

Ever since the existence of ghosts had become public knowledge, the Whelp had been determined to improve relations with humans. Part of that outreach effort included a handful of ghosts selected to begin ‘virtual relations’ through a process called ‘streaming’ and ‘vlogging’ so that they could ‘show the world that they weren't that different from everybody else.’

Skulker, honestly, couldn't give less of a damn about humans and what they thought of his kind. The only reason (and he very much means only reason) he had put his name on the volunteer list was for the easy access to the Living Realm and the new variety of hunts.

The Whelp, though, had put stipulations on Skulker’s ticket out of the Ghost Zone. Firstly, if he ever hunted in the Infinite Realms, he had to document and explain the animals he hunted so as to provide ‘educational value to his viewers’ or other such nonsense. Secondly, if any dangerous (non-sapient) ecto-animal was loose in the Living Realm, Skulker had to drop everything and stop its rampage. And last, and certainly least, Skulker couldn't kill anything.

Skulker had tried to reason his way out of that one, claiming that it contradicted his Obsession. The Whelp had tried to reason right back, claiming that he could still feed his Thrill of the Hunt without slaughtering something on live air. They had settled on a compromise: Skulker would run a poll with his viewers, and they would decide whether he gained a new pelt or not.

The fickle humans had, to date, always voted for catch and release.

“As this week's hunt has now concluded, it is time to decide what or who I will be hunting next week. The polls are now open.”

Skulker scrolled through his Fenton-Foley-Phone as he let his puny audience make their decisions. Ember had posted a recent picture of a restaurant in Barcelona, the latest city on her grand tour. Skulker gave it a like and looked back at the now concluding poll, a little surprised at the results.

Of the ten options given by his chat and selected by his moderators, there were a few picks that were always nominated but never won. It seemed his viewers desperately wanted to see him take on a dragon, a gorgon, a vampire, and some human named Lex Luthor. This week was no different, as all four of those options were just barely beaten by a new entry to the lineup.

“It appears that next week I will be hunting the Joker.”

Immediately, the chat exploded into chaos.

wonder_womanSIMP: pog

StardustSinger: skulker vigilante arc?? 👀

Penglow: RIP watch out for the Batman!

rock-mayo: RIGGED

golfAceVendetta: pog

OpperantParrot: LETS FUCKING GO!!!!

the_general_plum: :D

carbon-ham: D:

LizardSquid: E

egg_composition: gotham is going to chew you up and spit you out lmao

OtterCat: D:

“And once again, it’s time to decide my prey’s fate. Type one to vote kill, type two to vote spare. Voting is now open.”

That prompted another flood of responses, and Skulker returned to his phone, scowling a bit at his girlfriend’s posts. He was happy for Ember, of course he was. She was fulfilling her dream and chasing her Obsession, how could he be anything but ecstatic and proud of her success? He just missed her, though he would never admit it aloud.

Hm. Perhaps he could do a little solo hunting and send her a new pelt. Something to remind her of the Ghost Zone while she was away.

The timer went off, and Skulker dejectedly checked the results of the poll, only to do a quick double-take before smiling sharply at the results.

“Results are in. It seems this week I will be hunting, and killing, the Joker.”

The chat exploded with excitement right before Skulker started saying his outro and mentally mapping out his hunt in the coming week, unaware that at that very moment, a complication had arisen in his plan.

TheBloodSon: It appears that this may be a problem.

[kiiyomei]

Bad and bougie!reader with Rafe at a party and someone disrespects her and before Rafe could crash out about it she steps in and handles it. Leaving Rafe in awe

[ A/N: 𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒. 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀. ]

[ TW: language, violence, little mention of blood. ]

The house party filled with partygoers ranging from the Toureon, local Kooks and some Pogues that managed to sneak into the party thanks to Sarah that allowed her boyfriend and his friends to swing-by.

Bad & Boujee Kook sat with her group of girl-friends on the sofa lounged out on the couches in the backyard and sipping from her cup of Tito’s mixed with strawberry lemonade for position of choice

Meanwhile, Rafe busied himself with a game of beer pong against Kelce and Blake, while Topper was his teammate through it all. The duo was unbeatable as people described them for their winning streak.

It was all going perfect since everyone was in good moods, no drama or fights for once and relishing in the moment before it quickly gone sour. It’s always expected at the parties in Figure 8.

After watching her boyfriend play one of his usual games, Bad & Boujee Kook decided it was time to grab another refill along with her best friend, Gigi. They excused themselves, making sure to let their boyfriend’s Rafe and Kelce their whereabouts

“Maybe I should—“ Ruthie suddenly spoke, trying to fit in with the shared friend group, after all being girlfriend of Topper and make friends instead cut off.

“Just because you sit like a lap dog for Top, doesn’t mean we need you to be one for us.” Bad & Boujee Kook replied with a small scoff and disdain in her tone, not liking her since the beginning. “Now go fetch the treat Topper throws at you.”

Gigi laughs, following right behind her leaving behind Ruthie on her own on the couch to continue watching her boyfriend and his friends play beer pong.

As the two girls wandered off, entering the house to approach the kitchen to retrieve their refills in drinks and discuss the small gossip; likely talking trash about Topper’s replacement from Sarah and finding some Kook that looked similar to her yet intolerable.

Gigi poured the POG juice along with Tito’s in her cup first before she began pouring the cranberry juice and Tito’s into the second cup for her friend.

“Why is she bothering to fit in with us? It’s not like we like her but she’s so sufferable to be around.” Gigi explained her dislike to Ruth, and reasonings behind it. “She is far up Topper’s ass to know that he’s trying to find a doppelgänger to replace his own ex.”

“No kidding. Ruth or whatever her name is, has zero comparison to Sarah.” Bad & Boujee Kook replied with, agitation evident in her tone and accepting the drink.

As the two girls were aimlessly chatting away and gossiping over their strong dislike to Topper’s new girlfriend that tried to hard to fit in their clique—they barely acknowledge the new Kook that’s staring hard towards one specific girl.

The same exact Kook, that’s been enamored of Bad and Boujee Kook, or likely she described down right obsessed with her for no good reason except infatuation. It was concerning at least.

Building up the courage, the guy stood up from his spot in the corner of the room and approached the two girls with one intention in mind. In the middle of mid-conversation about the recent gossip surrounding the island about their friend Olivia finding her now ex-boyfriend cheated with one of the Pogues from the cut side of the island.

“Can you believe it was with Lisa Olsen? Like you could’ve picked any other girl like some Touron or one of the locals around here.” Gigi says, sipping the cup filled with her mixed concoction of alcohol and juice.

Bad and Boujee Kook nodded along to every word, while glancing around for her own boyfriend to be exact considering he was in the middle of beer pong.

Her gaze flocked around the room, until landing her sights on him across the room in the backyard exactly where the long table was with the cups lined up into the triangle shape, except some cups missing.

The way Rafe looked, smugly smirking as he shot another ball and it landed into the cup as expected since he was a practical pro at the drinking game.

Especially after recently cleaning up his buzz-cut, wearing the crisp white T-shirt and tan cargo shorts that shown off his muscular body and her favorite body part of him; his biceps.

“Hello, are you even listening?” Gigi waved her hands in front of her friend’s face to regain her attention for the last five minutes and chuckling softly.

Bad & Boujee Kook snapped out of her own thoughts, shifting her attention back to her friend without any shame for eyeing her boyfriend. “Oops. Sorry.”

Gigi laughed, shaking her head. “You’ve got it so down bad for him, it’s almost sickeningly cute.”

The guy approached, bravely in front of everyone and smiling while keeping confidence within himself to try to pull either one of the girls; specifically her.

“Hello, ladies.” The new guy greeted the two with a cocky grin and swagger in his voice, like he had a chance with her or Gigi. “May I say you two are probably the hottest sight of my night.”

Gigi made a disgusted face, meanwhile Bad and Boujee Kook smile faltered into a scowl upon her face at the audacity of this guy to try that.

“Tell us something we don’t know already.” Gigi replied, sipping her drink and clearly unamused by his flirty attempt the first chance he had.

“Not interested.” Bad & Boujee Kook chimed in, not bothering to give a single second of her attention or time to the guy, looking around the room.

The confidence within the new guy faltered as his advances were rejected already by the two of them but not letting it slip-up the mojo to keep trying.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” The guy says, stepping closer to the both of them and trying once again.

Bad and Boujee Kook rolled her eyes, stepping back an inch or two further from the stranger that would not take the obvious hint she wasn’t interested for a reason. Her boyfriend was a D1 crash out, especially over her if anyone ever tried her.

She exhaled a long sigh, the vibe being killed instantly by the idiot that’s attempting too hard to hit on them without accepting the rejection.

“Let’s go, Gigi.” She says, linking arms with her blonde best friend to make their leave to return to their spot and put-up with Ruthie trying to fit in again.

The guy didn’t like that one bit, ignoring the obvious fact neither of the two wanted anything to do with him and stepped forward in front of them.

“Hold on now, there’s no need for you to act like a stuck-up bitch.” He told her, taking the rejection hard,

Across the room, after wining the last round to the game, Rafe looked away from Topper and Kelce to look around until his gaze locked on his girl—hold up whose that douchebag in front of her?

“Yo, hold on man—“ Topper tried to intervene to prevent his best friend reach the limit of crashing out on some guy bothering his girlfriend.

“Fuck off.” Rafe grumbled with a low growl coming from his chest, pushing back his best friend to march towards his girlfriend and the dickhead pressing her.

Meanwhile, Bad & Boujee Kook kept her composure the entire time with nonchalance with the passive aggressive attitude the dickhead had with her.

“Excuse me?” She asked, chuckling softly and resting her hand upon her hip to see if she heard him right.

The guy scoffed, suddenly extending his arm out to tug on her arm to pull her in close; face to face to try intimidating her without acknowledging her boyfriend storming his way towards them.

“You heard me. You might be hot but not that hot to act like a stuck-up bitch.” The guy spat in her face, taking the rejection harshly from her.

Everyone in the area suddenly quiet down, after spotting Rafe Cameron in one of his raging moods ready to kick the dickhead’s ass and put him in the hospital or worse, 6ft under the ground.

Right as he got close enough, suddenly—

The unexpected happened that left everyone gasping and wide-eyed with shock from what they witnessed.

Bad and Boujee Kook shot her hand out to deliver a right hook straight into the guy’s nose hearing the faint ‘CRACK’ and he cowered instantly, howling in pain from the impactful punch.

“SHIT—you crazy bitch..” The guy groaned in pain, hunched over clutching his nose as the blood gushed out and throbbing in pain. “I think you broke my nose.”

“Good, you deserved it you fucking prick.” She winced, shaking her hand to relieve the throbbing pain in her hand that’s swelling from the impactful punch.

Gigi let out a breathy laugh, watching the whole thing in front of her own very eyes and stepping closer behind her best friend to glance down to the guy.

“Wow, nice one.” The blonde complimented her best friend and the nasty right hook delivered.

Everyone had their phones out by now, recording the aftermath and whispering to one another to comment on the way she held her own against the guy without needing Rafe to step in to defend her.

Rafe was completely awestruck and maybe dumbfounded to see the way his own girlfriend threw the first punch before he had the chance to. Normally it was him, that’s the fighter in the relationship and handling her battles whenever it came to the guys that were passive aggressive.

He snapped out of his shock, blinking slowly back to reality when everyone cheered for her and the comments coming from Topper and Kelce.

“Who knew princess had a nasty right hook!” Topper commented, impressed by what he witnessed.

“Man, did she learn from you?” Kelce chimed in next, puffing on the pre-rolled joint and the cherry lit up each puff of smoke lingering in the air.

“She just had it in her, I guess.” Rafe muttered under his breath, stepping away from the two and immediately approached her to check on her.

The guy’s friend came over to pick him up from the ground, leading him out of the party after the humiliation made out of him by Bad & Boujee Kook. Gigi offered to grab ice to place over the hand, stepping away right as Rafe got closer to let the couple have their space from the interaction.

Instantly, she softened her expression after seeing her boyfriend contrast earlier to being angered and upset with the situation with the douchebag.

“Hey, you good babygirl.” He spoke, reaching out to grab her wrist gently and inspecting the swelling in her hand to make sure it didn’t need to clean-up. “He didn’t touch you, right?”

She shakes her head letting herself be doted on with attention and affection, to calm down and heart filled with warmth for how he treated her gently.

“Sorta, he grabbed my wrist but I think I did worse damage than he did.” She laughed, wincing as his fingers brushed over her bruised knuckles.

Once finished doing the glance over from head to toe to check for no further damage and that his princess was good from the incident not that long ago.

“Here.” Gigi says, passing over the mini ziplock bag filled with ice from the cooler and Rafe taking it to carefully place upon her swollen knuckle .

Once again, the couple were left in their own space bubble and everyone got the message loud and clear enough to leave them be. Especially now being proven that the couple were crash-outs together.

“Who taught you to throw a punch like that?” Rafe asked, chuckling lightly as he led her to the sofa nearby and seated himself then letting her sit on his thigh. “It was kinda…hot.”

“You’re an idiot.” She laughed, sitting comfortably in his lap and nuzzled closely into his side.

“Mm, I don’t know, I suppose having to do with growing up with older brothers.” Rafe nodded along, listening to her explain a little further.

He run his hand along her bare thighs, while the other kept the ice pack upon her hand to soothe her skin. The two were ideal perfect together even if their own slightly twisted way.

“Remind me to not piss you off.” He muttered, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck and placing light peppered kisses against the skin of her throat. “In fact…maybe I should.”

“Don’t push it.” She scoffed, playfully smacking his hard chest with her free hand and grinning.