#brickhead speaks

[whoyacallinyellow]

Pastures New

John Marston x F! cowgirl reader

Spoilers: RDR2 chapters 1-3 (just in case) Content: 18+, John is an asshole, angst, possessive, canon typical events / violence, possible unintentional spelling mistakes. Type: third person limited (wc - 1540) / pc: pinterest

Summary: You have not been with the gang for very long. You’re leaving a little earlier than John expected, feeling betrayed by your actions, he snaps at you.

John stood perched up against a tree at the end of the camp path, it had been an uneventful nightshift at Horseshoe Overlook, like every other night that is. A part of him nearly craved a fight, but Dutch was keen on preaching patience, or something like that— maybe he could just doze off for a few minutes, no one would pay any mind, he’s still recovering after all. John was beginning to relax, with the trees gently rustling, the crickets chirping… a horse trotting quietly from camp—

Must be one of the boys going out on a lead, he peaked out from under his hat, pulling his worn body from the trunk. 

“Who’s there?” John’s sharp words sliced into the night, creating a soft “easy,” from an unexpected voice. 

“Whatcha doin’ out this late?” John hollered, his gruff tone softening and showing much more surprise than he first anticipated. 

“Evenin’ Mr. Marston.” Your voice loomed as you wowed her horse in front of him, the stallion's coat shining off his lantern. John’s eyes scanned you from head to toe, with a satchel hung around your frame, and rifle on your back, he ogled at you in unintentional disgust.

“Got a lead?” He finally inquired suspiciously.  

“Not quite—“ you began through a sigh, unsure how to break the news to your short-tempered companion. Shifting his weight from foot to foot in anticipation, your unusual tranquil tone began to make John nervous.

“I’m headin’ out.” You suddenly concluded, words that nearly sounded foreign— words that felt like a rip of a bandage to John. But after all, you were always trying to rile him up. Getting him all flustered was a near hobby at this point. 

John erupted in bitter laughter, his harsh chuckles carrying throughout the thick trees and brush.

“Tell ya what, darlin’— how’abouts I take ya fishin’ tomorrow.” John proposed boldly in the midst of his laughter, taking any chance he could to dig under your skin. A sorry excuse he called payback for the torment he received from you. But to his dismay the comment earned not much of a word from you. Something about John brought out your confliction, your usual straightforward thoughts were mixing with your fondness of the outlaw. 

“There ain’t much ‘ere for me, John.” You spoke lowly, unsure how to properly convey your thoughts to the brickhead. John swallowed dryly, you waited for him to speak, expecting a ‘am I not enough for ya, woman?!’. 

But instead he tried to catch a glimpse of your face in the dark path where you both resided, for some sort of explanation. Knowing the all too familiar look in his bloodshot eyes, along with the small line his lips formed into, his anger overpowered any desire he had to rationalize with you.

“What’er you talkin’ about, girl?” John demanded, his arms crankily gesturing towards you. 

“You know very damn well what I’m talkin’ about.” You snapped immediately, your harsh words hissing towards the stubborn outlaw. 

“It’s over John— your ol’Dutch is gone looney! I pity the damn cocksucker who can’t see that.” You shouted, staring up your nose at him.

John shook his head in frustration, deeming this a match he yearned to not fight sober, it was so damn hard for him not to get upset— especially when it came to you. 

“How ‘bout you sleep on it— I’m afraid I can’t let’cha go on by your lonesome in the middle of the night.” John calmly compromised, but to be fair— he wasn’t asking. 

“Give me a break, Marston— Ms. Adler could just abouts spit on me right now, ‘nd I don’t fancy myself on your bad side— I’ve seen what you’ve done to that there O’Driscoll boy.” Your voice came out with an uncharacteristic shake, nearly resembling the whine of a child.

John’s fingers dug into the leather of his belt, his grip tightening with every passing moment as he gnawed at the inside of his lip. 

“C’mere, girl.” John’s brash instructions eventually left his gritted teeth, he did not have the patience nor energy for your silly antics. 

To John’s surprise you hesitantly obeyed, meeting the ground before him with a small plop. 

The space in between you two closed a bit, his body heat radiating off you, turning the aura oddly intimate.   

Yet you could not bring yourself to look at John, his smug eyes burned through you, wondering when he should speak— seeing you this vulnerable was a sight for sore eyes. Maybe he enjoyed it a little too much. Your usual cocky attitude held no chance against him, they were still outlaws after all, and a lot of them at that. Watching you squirm from simply being under his authoritative gaze made his ego violently soar. 

“Hey now, look at me.” He instructed through a breath, you shook your head with a huff of protest. 

“Fuck you, Marston.” The words burned right through him, bringing his power trip to an abrupt halt.   

After quick consideration and no second thoughts, John decided he was not having it—in one swift motion his calloused fingertips met with your jaw, craning your head up to meet his dead-eyed gaze and freshly healed wounds, which only put emphasis on how he towered over you with dominance. 

“Oh, there ya are.” He teased cunningly with a hum, admiring his beat hands on your soft skin, which resembled silk under the blue moon.  

John thought the worse you could do was shoot him point blank, or scream bloody murder to alarm the gang— just to spite him. He reckoned you did not have the gall for either. 

Your frightened doe eyes glistened off the moonlight that broke through the treetops, face remaining unable for him to read. 

“I reckon you behave.” John murmured shortly, the cooed rasp in his voice nearly sounded sickly sweet. He decided to leave you to interpret what the full extent of his words meant. 

He tightened his grip ever so slightly, causing a burning pain to vibrate through his bloody knuckles from an earlier altercation. A part of John hoped he did not hurt you, while another part so desperately wanted to leave a small reminder of who you belonged to— how could you leave him this soon? Right when things were getting back on track.

“If… if you do so much as to speak— I’ll hunt you down my damn self.” John growled through gritted teeth, his words slithering out in a near whisper. 

An empty threat you have summed up to being all talk, but John knew you would not challenge him under these circumstances

You were not surprised by his words, knowing the man would not have taken your departure easily, especially after nearly dying and all. You exhaled gently, face softening under the small illuminance of John’s lantern, now placed at your feet on the forest floor.

John squinted in sudden discomfort, his once gripped hand now resting gently on your cheek, causing regret and shame to wash through him, the subconscious movements just proved how sweet on you he was. 

“‘M sorry, little miss.” John mumbled softly, realization dawning upon him as the guilt began to eat him inside-out. 

Without speaking you hoisted yourself on your tiptoes, placing a gentle kiss on the outlaw’s newly healed cheek. An embarrassing gesture he was just beginning to get used to— who would have thought he would still get loved on with that nasty scar. 

“Jus… just be a good girl, alright?” John murmured huskily, desperately trying to backtrack his prior threats. 

As your lips retreated John’s heart beat increased in anticipation of what you would do. After planting a small kiss on his lips was almost enough for him to ride off into the night with you. 

He broke away, running his beat hands down your shoulders as he thought of what to say. 

“I can’t.” Was all he mumbled to himself, despite your lack of words. 

“But at this rate— maybe.” He chuckled meekly, leaning away from you to prevent any more of your convincing. 

John was so focused on you that he barely noticed the stallion fidgeting anxiously due to the commotion, small snorts and stomps of protest could have nearly been enough to alarm one of the gang joining him on patrol. 

“Whoa, easy now boy.” John hushed, beginning to adjust the saddle and bedroll you lazily threw on in the dark. 

“That scared bastard’ll buck you off at the snap of a twig.” He stated, reaching his hands towards the stallions freshly groomed coat— oh how you desperately tried to get the ol’bastard to tolerate you. 

“Hey now, that bastard is my ticket outta’ere— or perhaps ours.” You defended the poor beast with a shy grin. 

John sighed, finally hearing the suggestion come from you out loud and not just his racing thoughts. The fact that if you would have led with that offer, he might have accepted without second thought. Before John could dig himself out of his trance you mounted up. 

“Farewell John.” You mumbled, fighting the uncertainty in your voice that John so clearly caught on to— he wasn’t the village idiot everyone thought he was, surely. 

“Go on.” You breathed with a small click of your mouth. John watched his greenhorn cowgirl disappear into the night. Evidently the same girl who could barely mount properly weeks ago— the same damn girl who nearly got her insides turned out by the same damn stallion— the same damn girl he would follow around camp in a drunken stupor for one more kiss before bed. 

“fuckin’ idiot.” 

John spat, to himself or you, he could not quite tell. He was not exactly sure what stopped him from racing after you through the warm summer night before losing you for good, or why he wanted to in the first place— maybe it was to laugh in your face when things didn't go your way— maybe it was to prove to you that Dutch’s plan would work— maybe it was to take you for all you’re worth and donate your share to gang, fair and square— or maybe it was for reasons he was conflicted with, thoughts kept quiet he was not sure he could rationalize just yet.  

All he knew was for now, the gang needed him. 

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[codenamehazard]

.:Embers in the Forge:.

Chapter 19: Embers in the Forge

Hey guys!

This was also a chapter that gave me some grief trying to write out and sound right, but hopefully it does and everything looks and sounds good! Big thanks to @rogueshadeaux for helping me get my head on straight! I was really overthinking it. Everyone go check out InFAMOUS: Erosion! Especially the latest chapter! It's really good and you won't regret it!

Let's jump in!

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I lean my back against the wall of the workshop, music fills the room as Kestrel pulls out the tools and the cart that I had put the pieces of the Amp on. I’m thankful that she gave me permission to be here a few days ago when I asked her to fix it… Not that I needed it. Permission or not, I’m not letting the Amp out of my sight, not until she’s fixed and back slinged onto my backpack, but the permission makes it easier on the both of us. Besides, if she has any questions or I remember something that could be useful, I’m here to help

I watch as the silvery snakes grow from the spot in the middle of her back, the seat of all Conduits’ power, coiling and writhing like living vines 2… 3… 4 of them, maybe more. It’s still so fascinating to see power expression like that, and now that Kestrel wasn’t panicking over some cancer-tumor monster barreling into town ready to turn everyone into lunch, she’s much more relaxed, more in her element. It shows in how she moves, everything just flowing more naturally, she can take her time. I ain’t gonna rush her, I’m willing to give her all the time in the world to make sure the Amp is back in her prime.

However…

My mind flicks back to that day and the nuclear meltdown that was Pangolin verbally tearing into Kestrel like a rabid dog over the goddamned prototype. I don’t know how stubborn or idiotic the brain-dead buckethead is, but I wouldn’t put it past him to try and pull something stupid. Showing up to harass Kestrel while she’s working and like hell I’m going to let that walking liability fuck up her concentration, putting the Amp at risk of being damaged more because the bastard can’t leave well enough alone. Hopefully that idiot will be smart enough to read the sign she left for him out front and leave her alone.

My keen ears pick up the sound of thudding footsteps and the opening of a door, speak of the devil and he shall appear. Guess he’s as big of an idiot as I’m thinking of him now.

Pangolin steps in, his eyes looking around as he peeks in. I can feel my energy surge from the spot on my own back into my arms as I go on high alert. Pango’s eyes widen in fear as he sees me, good. He knows I’m here. I curl my scarred lips into a snarl as I notice him look at Kestrel, who has just turned around. He better not be thinking about doing what I think he’s going to do. If that bastard starts giving Kes shit, I will not hesitate to drag him outside for a good “talking to.” He approaches the Gunsmith, I’m about to step in and she’s about to say something, but he speaks before anything can happen.

“Kestrel… I’m sorry.”

We both stare at him with a look of shock (and my mind lets out a sigh of slight relief) at the sound of that, but Kestrel’s surprise is short lived as she narrows her eyes, the once relaxed and lifeful shine turning to something hardened and cold, like the very steel she could mold and shape.

“What…?” The Gunsmith questions with venom in her voice.

“Look…” Pangolin starts. “I’m sorry for… Riding your ass as hard as I’ve been when I should have been cutting you some slack.” Kestrel just shakes her head.

“That’s it?” She snaps, the Brick Spartan looks at her with a confused expression. “You think that you’re going to waltz into my shop like you own the place, apologize and then everything’s gonna go back to normal?” I watch her tendrils start to take on a biomechanical look as they darken into a wrought iron color.

“I get it Kestrel, I get it!” The brickheaded idiot blabbers out. “I got a little to in my emotions and I got carried away!” Carried away?! Is that what they’re calling it now?? The tendrils quickly move away from the Amp before twitching and writhing like enraged serpents.

“If you had “got it,” you would have read the sign!” She snarls out.

“He’s here and he’s barged in before!” Pangolin gestures towards me and I am about to deck him before Kestrel interrupts.

“I gave Cole permission, I revoked yours!” She hisses out. “Just cut the crap, Pangolin. Why are you here?”

“To apologize to you for how I’ve been treating you lately!” He balks out. 

“No, that’s not why. Because if you were truly sorry, you would have taken the fucking hint and not have barged in here. So I have to question, are you really sorry for what you did or are you just saying it because you oh-so suddenly remembered who was the one making the weapons for everyone? Huh?! You just apologizing to get back in my good graces so you can get your toy privileges back, hm?”

The fucker had the audacity to look shocked at Kestrel doubting his authenticity; guess what jackass, people tend to do that when you treat them like shit and start questioning their authenticity over petty bullshit.

“Kes, I-” The idiot is quickly cut off with a loud screeching hiss from the Gunsmith.

“Don’t call me that.” She snaps. “And I don’t want to hear any of your excuses, not a single one. All the things you snarled at me, holding a mistake over my head, calling me a child when I was in the middle of a fucking breakdown, accusing me of things you know damn well I didn’t do, all of that? You can’t take that back. Those words won’t be easily forgotten. Those wounds will scar and my trust in you is fractured. A pitiful little “I’m sorry” isn’t going to fucking cut it.”

“How else am I supposed to show that I’m genuine?” He questions, I resist the urge to facepalm.

“You can start by getting out and leaving me alone!!” The Gunsmith damn near roars at Pangolin. He has the nerve to look hurt, but thankfully for him, he takes the hint and leaves, but not before giving me a questioning glance. Tch, whatever. Kestrel sighs, sounding exhausted, before turning around and back to her workstation.

I let out a breath before going back to leaning on the wall, uncrossing my arms and popping my knuckles before turning my head toward Kes. I frown when I notice there is a little bit of a… “Hitch in her giddyup” as my cousin would have put it. Her movements, they have become more timid, hesitant even, and her eyes glance back at the door from time to time.

“This is stupid…” She mutters to herself. “I should just forgive him and get it over with….” My eyebrows furrow at that, now I know what’s going on. Doubt is infecting her thoughts, harshing her focus. Just as I feared Pangolin’s presence would do. She continues to ramble and mutter, going on about forgiveness and its virtue, but also how she’s hurting inside and debating on if she should forgive him at all. Almost on instinct, I blurt out.

“Don’t question your choice, Kes.”

I hold back a small chuckle as I see the girl jump as she turns around to look at me, her tendrils gently placing the parts and tools back on the table.

“What?” She questions, looking confused. “What brought that up?”

“Your movements and mutterings.” I state simply as I gesture with my hand. “Sounds like you’re doubting yourself.” She lets out a defeated sigh and slumps a bit, the tendrils losing their shine and wilting like plants.

“It’s… A mix of doubt and guilt…” She admits, looking at the scrap of the damned weapon that started all this mess in the first place, sitting in a crucible to be melted down. “The logical part of me wants to forgive this mess. The quickest way to put it behind us and get things back on track and back to normal. After all, it’s pointless to hold grudges and they end up being a waste of energy in the long run… But… I’m still so hurt… That he said all that to me…” She glares at the crucible before a tendril grabs it and shoves it into the forge.

“So does that mean you want that brick idiot to keep treating you like shit?” I ask, she looks at me like I’m crazy and shakes her head. “I don’t know if all of this is normal or not, but from what I've been seeing, he appears to be a bit too comfortable with how he’s been treating you to be a one-off thing.” She shakes her head.

“No… Normally he’s even keeled… He’s never treated me this badly before… At least, not that I can remember… This is all recent and I have no idea what’s gotten into him.” The Gunsmith picks up a small piece of smooth metal and starts to rub her thumb over it, looking down at it. “I don’t… I just don’t understand… I do want him to stop and just… Let me breathe.” I sigh and walk over to the table, pulling up a box and propping my foot up onto it, allowing myself to rest my weight on my knee.

“Regardless if this is old or new behavior, the result is still the same.” I point out. “He treated you poorly, held something over your head even though we had all promised to let it go and blamed you for something you didn’t do all because of a malfunction you had no control over.”

The look in her eyes tells me she’s still fighting with herself, I sigh softly. Maybe a little life experience might help her, seeing as Pangolin is her friend and all.

“Look… Kestrel…” I start slowly, trying to find the right tone before taking a breath. “The one who made the Amp? Me and him had a… Falling out… If you will…. He hurt me real bad and I wanted nothing to do with him… Didn’t stop him from trying to make it right.”

The girl tilts her head at me, but she stays silent, just as she did the night I asked her to repair the weapon in question…. “She’s listening to me….” My thoughts whisper in my mind. Trying not to show my surprise, I take her silence as permission to continue.

“Point is… It took me a long time for me to forgive him after what he did. Granted, I treated him like shit and I still regret that to this day… But at the time, I wasn’t ready to forgive him. I still needed to heal.” I murmur softly, my eyes cast downwards as I remember those bitter memories. “Forgiveness is a privilege, not a right, It’s up to you to decide when the privilege is earned.”

I can see her eyes darting as she processes the information before looking towards me.

“Why are you telling me this?” She questions. I take a moment to think. It is a good question. Why am I doing this? All I can do is shrug.

“Guess I wanted to give you some food for thought… Or maybe to let you know I get where you’re coming from.”

She narrows her eyes a little, but she shrugs before taking a deep breath and sighing. I can see in her eyes there’s something still bothering her, but she seems to be putting a pin in it for now.

“ Thanks…” She whispers softly. “For having my back…”

“Mmm.” I hum in response before nodding my head. I watch her stretch her arms and tendrils out before going back to working on the Amp. The tension now more relaxed and loose. I watch her as she works her magic.

I can’t help but to think to myself what a sight this is to watch, granted I have seen it before with me barging in when she was working on the core of the brickzooka, but this… This is something else entirely.

The tendrils shine with a renewed splendor as they move gracefully around. Every piece of the Amp is picked up with gentlest of grasps, akin to handling the most delicate of jewelry. Every action deliberate and methodical, purposeful. Her hands ghost over the remains with a touch analytical, yet respectful. Both hand and tentacle working together to study the Amp down to the smallest of details, the tendrils would split into filaments to get into the nooks and crannies. It made me nervous, but it is clear what she was doing. She’s trying to get to know the weapon…

She’s trying to know it not only as I do, but as Zeke did. Down to the very components and materials used.

My mind starts to slip into the similar spell that it fell into the last time as I watch her fluid movements, now more flowy with her more relaxed mind, and I begin to notice something interesting. Her methodical actions flowed with the rhythm, like she’s part of the music. My ears can hear how the sounds of her tinkering and work synced with the melody, the whole thing almost like a performance. Everything just moving so smoothly and in time… It is… Quite the sight.

I close my eyes and just… Listen to the music. My head almost instinctively started to bob and sway to the beat. Everything is just… So soothing. When my mind figures out the rhythm of the song, I start to hum along. I don’t care if the Gunsmith could hear it. I guess one could say I’m getting into the zone right along with her.

I hate to admit it, I really do, but I’d be lying to myself if I said that I’m not enjoying the shared calm. Turns out that when Kestrel isn’t being an absolute pain in my ass and wanting to start trouble and provoke me, she’s… Not too bad to be around… Though it could be the isolation talking. Been alone for so long that the human need for comradery is latching onto any human who would be willing to give me the time of day.

Still… The fact that she’s even doing this despite all the shit we put each-other through? Speaks volumes of her character.

I can feel the ghost of a smile form on my face as I continue to hum, getting lost in the music and the company. I got so lost in it that I didn’t hear the door open and Mako walk inside. "Hey Kes!"

[supremebricklover]

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[thattimdrakeguy]

I’ve seen way too much transphobia in the last minute, and it’s making me really pissed off.

So another reminder that if you don’t respect trans people, or you deny that they’re real genuine, and sincere people. There’s a chance I’ll stick a stake up your ass, and no amount of a patronizing attitude is going to be able to save you from having to eventually spit it out your mouth.

It seems like there’s two types of transphobes, both very dumb. They’re either a condescending false-intellectual type, that acts kind of pompous and might use big words, or just anything really to make you sound dumber even though they never actually make a point, or at the very least a sound point of their own; or, a loud mouth idiot that doesn’t sound like they’ve even tried to understand it to even be considered stubborn. They’re just brickheads. One ear and out the other with them.

People an asshole to trans people, because they’re trans, isn’t a “difference of opinion”, it’s them being a bigot.

I don’t give a damn if they hide behind a veil of “feminism”, because it just sounds like they don’t know a lot about how women work then.

They can even say “trans rights matter”, but the second they act otherwise, I’m not exactly sure I believe them, based on simple logic, and not believing everything said. Like if you say trans rights matter, but then go on to say that a trans woman is still a man, I’ll probably wanna smack you in the face, and hope a red mark stays.

Fuck transphobic people, I cannot stand ignorant people. I cannot stand people that have to use mental gymnastics to defend false points just because they’re hateful and pricks. I cannot stand overbearing false intellectuals that think stating facts they either got from a bad source or 40 fucking years ago makes them an expert on the matter. It’s a modern issue more and more so, if you don’t know how it works, you just don’t. Don’t speak like you know, if you don’t know. It’s a sensitive matter. Especially when you end up saying something so freaking bigotted.

I’ve even seen some people make it out to be that trans people are against homosexuals, or at the very least there’s some conflicting issue there.

If you think this, you’re incredibly dense, you’re ignorant, and you’re not as smart as you think you are.

No matter what you say, if you seemingly always talk about transgender people like they’re a problem to solve of some sort, and always talk about them in negative connotations. You are probably a transphobe.

I’m aware that they’re are complex issues when it comes to trans people, or at least to some extent, like sports and what not. I’m not researched on the matter, I’m not fully aware on the logic, but I’m aware there’s something there that people consider a complication of some sorts.

But when you start talking about trans people as if they’re the bad guy, you’re just a fucking bigot.

I don’t care what you hide behind, but a transphobe is a transphobe, and trying to avoid the point by hiding it under a curtain that isn’t even what you think it is just makes you a more appalling person. The curtain might as well be see-through as obvious as you make your true feelings be seen.

I certainly don’t care if a transphobic person gets a lot of likes on a tweet. I don’t care if other people agree with them. I don’t care if they both talk about it like they know what they’re talking about. They are transphobic.

If you do not respect trans people, I have less than no respect for you.

[200story]

Dread (part iii)

“We should go,” he said, speaking so low behind his facemask that she could barely hear him above the surrounding crowds.

“What?”

He leaned closer. “We should go.”

Monica’s face twisted in shock and confusion. “What are you talking about? We’re only halfway to the statehouse”

He jerked his head in the direction of two brash, strutting men nearby, both carrying a brick in either hand. “I don’t want to be around if this is going to get ugly.”

“Hey!”

“Monica, don’t—”

Hey, brickheads,” she shouted, drawing eyes all around them, including those of the nearby men. “Yeah you,” she continued.  “You best drop those before any cops see you. We don’t need nobody starting shit today.”

But the men just laughed. “Shit’s gonna go down anyway once the cops start shooting.  Might as well be ready for it.”

“They’re gonna ruin everything,” he said. “We should go.”

She faced him with a dark scowl. “I’m done with living in fear and letting people with hate in they hearts run my life. We gotta hope, or else they win.”

The crowd surged on, billowing and charged like the dark clouds above, and he moved forward as part of it.

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part i part ii --- part iv part v Hope: an Epilogue

[brianprobablywill]

A Good Day (Ben Hardy x Reader)

this is my submission for the big tropey writing challenge hosted by @supersonicfreddie ! i’d love some feedback for this! 

2.7k words of fluffy post-borhap ben x reader with a nice helping of joey :)

also, i have absolutely no idea how to make tea, so forgive me for any discrepancies about tea that i might have written about lol

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Joe was a good friend. Scratch that, Joe Mazzello was an amazing friend. The best friend you could ask for. He knew it. But sometimes, he truly wished he could just lock his two brickheads of best friends in a room and have them make out till they realized they were stupidly in love with each other.

He had to face the heat from both sides. Ben would go on and on and on about how beautiful Y/N’s hair looked, how lovely she looked in that skirt, how she was so kind and sweet and fucking amazing.

And so would Y/N. Ben’s blond hair, his beautiful lips, his smooth voice, and his stupid abs.

Truly, Joe Mazzello was a trooper. He had kept at it for two years. How he did it is a mystery to all.

But here he was, sprawled out on Y/N’s bed as she made herself presentable for Ben’s arrival.

“He’s not coming over for the first time, Y/N.” Joe scoffed, his feet resting on the wall. He picked at his cuticles, listening to everything Y/N was saying. “He’s been over a million times.”

“Shut up,” Y/N mumbled half-heartedly as she came over and sat down on the bed right next to where Joe’s head was. “Don’t do that,” she tutted, swatting as Joe pulled on his cuticle. Joe rolled over on his side, propping himself up on his elbow. “All ready?”

“Yes.” Y/N smiled, flashing Joe her brightest smile.

Joe rolled his eyes playfully, sticking his tongue out as he sat all the way up. “You look beautiful all the time, and Ben sees it too. You don’t have to doll yourself up for him.”

Y/N leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. “What if I say I’m dolling up for myself?” She wiggled her eyebrows at Joe.

Joe mirrored her actions, leaning forward himself as he commanded, “Then I’d say that lipstick isn’t dark enough, egghead.” He laughed along with Y/N, standing up as she did.

“Should I make some tea for him?” Y/N asked, only half waiting for an answer as she walked into the kitchen with Joe in tow.

“Do you even know how to make tea? Aren’t you a coffee snob?” Joe watched as Y/N filled up a mug with water and put it in the microwave. Joe chortled, “Ben is going to be downright scandalized when he sees this.”

Y/N stopped short of pressing the button, “Sees what?”

“Making tea in the microwave? You should be put behind bars!” Joe said, his British accent on point, all thanks to John Deacon. He propped himself up on the kitchen counter after busying himself with a jumbo pack of animal crackers. “I love you for keeping these for me, by the way.”

Y/N made her way over to Joe, pulling out an elephant from the jar. “Tell me how to make tea, Joe!”

“Do you have a kettle?”

“No.”

“Well, then Ben is going to have to make do with coffee.”

“I have an electric kettle.”

“Nope. Nothing but coffee’s bitter kiss for Benneth today.”

Y/N groaned, unhappy with Joe’s response. Ben still had half an hour to show up, so she pushed herself up on the counter herself, reaching in for another animal cracker just to get swatted by Joe. “Hey, I pay for these.” She argued.

“You should have thought of that before, birdie,” Joe booped her on the nose, before following the sound of the doorbell.

Y/N hung back. It was probably just a package she was expecting. But when Joe hollered for her, she got off the counter rather unceremoniously, sliding on her socks to the door.

Joe turned around, wiggling his eyebrows at Y/N as he pointed to the person at the door. “Look who it is, Y/N!”

None other than the Jones’s Ben stood in front of her — well, technically behind Joe — waving shyly.

“Hi, Y/N,” Ben greeted, letting himself in.

Joe began talking as he shut the door behind him, walking into the living room with his two best friends. “Y’know, Ben? Y/N can’t make tea.” He raised one eyebrow as Y/N scowled at him, continuing, “She was going to make it in the microwave!”

Ben opened his mouth, his eyebrows shooting up towards his hairline, before he sighed, relaxing again. “No problem, Y/N. I’ll buy you a kettle and show you how to do it,” he smiled.

Y/N could feel a blush creep up her cheeks. She needed a moment to cool off before she could behave normally in front of this handsome man. She excused herself to the kitchen, pretending she had something to take care of.

The moment Y/N had escaped to the kitchen, Ben spun on his heel, looking at Joe alarmingly. Joe was looking at Ben with narrowed eyes in return. “What?” Ben asked.

“Remember your reaction when I had tried to make you tea in the microwave? I can’t believe this.” Joe said, only partly joking as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Ugh, shut up.” Ben snapped, sitting down on the couch next to Joe. “Did I take it too far? Am I making it too obvious that I like like her?”

Joe couldn’t help but laugh. “Like like? I swear, you’re like fifth graders.” He shook his head.

“Graders? As in plural?”

“Yeah, you and Y/N,” Joe informed like it was the most obvious thing.

“Stop teasing me!” Ben hissed, “Just tell me if I’m making it too obvious.”

“If you ask me, you’re not making it obvious enough, Benno. Y/N can you get the animal crackers on the way out?” Joe called, taking a tone of extreme nonchalance with Ben’s concern.

Ben sighed, sinking into the couch. “I just don’t want to annoy her too much.”

Joe laughed at that. He genuinely thought what Ben had said was hilarious. “Trust me, that is the last thing that she’s going to think of you.”

Y/N walked out of the kitchen just then, flinging the jar of animal crackers in Joe’s direction, shooting him a thumbs up as he caught it perfectly. She smiled at Ben, who straightened himself up at her sight, turning around again and walking into the kitchen. She fanned herself as she got over her embarrassment before getting the three mugs of coffee in her hands, precariously balanced as she tried to carry them out.

In the living room, Ben had his hands buried in his hair, his eyes narrowed. “You’re taking it too far, Ben.” He scolded himself. As he saw Y/N walking out with three mugs in her hands, he rushed up at once to help her out. He could hear himself in his head to stop being such a fucking sweetheart to her lest she finds out, but he physically couldn’t stop himself. He took two mugs from his hands, passing one over to Joe.

Y/N sat down on the floor, resting her back on the wall opposite the couch.

She could only watch as Ben stood in the middle of the room awkwardly, looking between Joe and Y/N for a good half a minute, before he decided to settle down next to Y/N.

Joe couldn't find it all more amusing if he tried. It was especially amusing today because generally it never went farther from quick smiles and batting eyelashes. But today Ben was actually doing something, no matter how tiny. His shit-eating grin only got bigger as Ben justified his reason for sitting down next to Y/N.

“Just so we can see you better, Joey,” He explained, trying to be solemn.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s a must,” Joe responded, trying to bite down on his smile as he played along. “How will the world turn if you both don’t look at me?”

Y/N actually laughed at that, giggling while Ben looked at Joe jadedly. Ben turned to look at Y/N, smiling when he saw her giggling.

“It’s funny!” Y/N said.

“Yeah, it is,” Ben smiled, “It’s funny.” He was looking at Y/N endearingly.

This only peeved Joe even more. He was so stumped that neither of these idiots could see how much they liked each other. He found it extremely puzzling. That after two years of stupid pining — pining that was quite obvious, by the way — they still couldn’t figure it out. It was going to drive him to the nuthouse if he didn’t do anything about it soon.

He decided he would try to give it a shot today. “Y/N?” He set his coffee mug down on the floor near his feet before standing up. “Could I speak to you for a minute? In private?” Joe pulled Y/N into her bedroom, shutting the door behind them.

“Yeah?” Y/N asked. She looked worried, “Did I do something?”

“Oh my god,” Joe mumbled, rubbing his fingers at his temple. “A few things. One, I need you and Ben to stop thinking you’ve done something wrong all the time - or if you’ve taken it too far - or if you’re annoying each other - or if it’s too fucking obvious to each other.” Joe groaned, trying not to let his temper rise. He loved his best friends a lot. And he only wanted the best for them. But sometimes it got a little annoying to keep up with them all the time.

Y/N’s eyes widened, taking in all that Joe was saying.

“Two, I gotta go,” Joe said quietly. He didn’t want to leave — he’d just wanted a quiet evening with his best girl — but he was sure it would do some good to her and Ben.

“What? No, don’t go, Joe!” Y/N put her hands on Joe’s arms, a distressed look on her face. “I thought we were going to spend some time together.”

“We’ll spend some time together tomorrow.” Joe smiled, “It’s Sunday, isn’t it?”

“Well, what are you gonna do, then?”

“I’m gonna pay some bills. Gonna get some work done,” he pulled the door open, holding his arm out for Y/N to walk out first. As she did, he pulled her into a hug, pressing a kiss to her head.

“We were gonna watch The Emperor’s New Groove,” Y/N mumbled.

“You can still do that with Ben,” Joe said.

“I want you there.”

“Well, then watch something else. And make use of your alone time, please,” Joe winked, grinning wide, although he felt just a little sad on the inside. The Emperor would just have to wait until tomorrow.

“Benyamo, I am going.” Joe shot Ben a salute.

“Going where?” Ben asked, getting up and walking over to Joe and Y/N.

“Going home. Got some stuff to take care of. Nothing to worry about.” Joe assured. “How much longer are you in New York?”

“Another two weeks,” Ben mumbled.

“Well, then I shall see you soon, my friend,” Joe said with finality, pulling him into a side-hug before he left.

Y/N spun to find a red-faced Ben. 

Ben chuckled lightly, running a hand through his hair. “It’s just you and me, now.”

“Yup,” Y/N said softly, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Sounds good.”

As Y/N brought out a couple of blankets and some freshly popped popcorn, Ben selected a movie. The pair sunk into the leather of the couch as the beginning of Jurassic Park played. Joe never allowed Y/N to watch movies he’d been in whenever he was around, so she’d barely seen any. Sue her for having never watched Jurassic Park.

“Aw, look at tiny Joey!” She cooed, holding a hand to her chest. Ben crunched on some popcorn as he laughed along, albeit as if he was holding back.

“Y/N, can I ask you something?” He asked, his voice strained.

“Sure,” Y/N helped, turning her body only slightly in Ben’s direction.

“Are you… never mind.” Ben mumbled, shaking his head as Y/N tried to coax him into telling. “Fine. Are you and Joe… a thing? Are you guys a thing?”

Y/N laughed, “Am I dating Joe?” She asked, her ears warming up. Her heartbeat quickened a little at Ben’s question. “No! Gosh, no.”

“No?” Ben repeated softly.

“Nope,” Y/N smiled. “I’ve known Joe since we were in diapers. He’s like my brother. I don’t have any siblings of my own, so Joe acts like one.” She shrugged, reminiscing about first meeting Joe for a quiet moment.

As if having stolen her thoughts, Ben asked Y/N, “How did you meet?”

“We lived next door. Our mothers would arrange playdates for us.” Y/N smiled, turning her attention back to the movie. She needed to see Baby Mazzello in his full potential. It was a cold night, so she rubbed her hands together to generate some heat.

She had a feeling Ben had his eyes trained on her. She couldn’t shake the feeling, so she turned to look at him herself, chuckling, “It’s cold, isn’t it?”

Ben nodded, pursing his lips together. He opened his mouth, closing it before opening it again. He unfurled his arm, inviting Y/N to shift closer. “Would you mind?” He asked, biting down on his bottom lip.

Y/N felt the loud thudding of her heart. Despite herself, she shook her head, “Not at all.” She scooted closer, letting Ben’s arm wrap around her shoulders. He rubbed his hand up and down, looking down at Y/N with a smile, getting a smile in return.

Y/N decided to test the waters even further. She leaned into Ben’s arm, letting her body relax. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

“Never.” Ben said, turning his attention back to the movie.

Y/N was starting to get extremely comfortable, wrapped in a blanket and Ben’s warm embrace. She leaned her head on Ben’s shoulder, closing her eyes.

“You’re not going to watch?” Ben asked in a laugh.

“I’m getting sleepy.” She answered.

“Should I pause it then? So you can continue later?”

“You can watch it, if you’d like.” Y/N assured Ben. “Don’t stop on my account.”

“No,” Ben laughed, “I’ve seen it before. I don’t mind just sitting here. Unless you want me to leave.” He added the last sentence as an afterthought.

Y/N laughed. “Do you want to go back to your cold hotel bed, Ben?” She looked up at him through hooded eyes, the beat of her heart loud in her ears. She felt a warm coiling in her stomach. Her toes felt funny. A nice funny.

“You’re very close to my face,” Ben whispered, disregarding Y/N’s earlier question.

Y/N nodded, whispering back, “Yeah.” She licked her lips, “I like you, Ben.” She fluttered her eyelashes close.

Ben’s eyes went wide. “Really?”

Y/N nodded. “You don’t have to say anything.” Even through all the sleepiness, she hated this sudden surge of confidence her body had decided to send her. She still felt like getting up, locking herself in her room and screaming into her pillow till she couldn’t. But for some stupid reason, to her, it looked like her chances were not all that bad right now. So she stayed put.

“No,” Ben countered, bringing his hand to Y/N’s chin. “I like you too,” he whispered, closing his own eyes. He pressed a kiss to her nose; the gentlest of kisses. It was almost only a brush of his lips. He brought his lips on her then, simply pecking once again.

Y/N didn’t take it any further either. She simply lost herself in the feeling of Ben’s warmth, his lips, his touch. She felt her crush reciprocated, and it felt fucking amazing.

She settled back down, pressing play on the movie, leaning her body on Ben’s. She could feel Ben’s body shake — one quick look told her it was from happiness. Ben pressed one final kiss to the top of her head, mumbling, “Today’s a good day.”

And Y/N agreed. A good day was what it was.

forever tags: @lv7867 @multifangirl17 i’m also tagging @supersonicfreddie once again for good measure lol

my tag lists are open and so are my requests! feel free to shoot me a message, i’d love to make friends! :)

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i was tagged Forever ago by @jakegyllinhaal​ 

Answer the questions, then add your own!

1. Who is your idol?

my idol is honest to god curt smith. i want  to look and sound just like him

2. If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?

bulgaria, which is like where thrace was. but i want to live in chicago

3. What decorates the walls of your room?

im not allowed to decorate my walls

4. Favorite color combination?

red and black.. does that count? 

5. What’s on the top of your bucket list?

living in chicago and going to grad school

6. Height?

4′11″ do NOT fucking touch me

7. Favorite animal?

this is so HARD i love birds and tortoises and spiders and snails and bats

8. What’s the last song you listened to?

im currently listening to badillac by together PANGEA

9. How many/what kind of pets do you have?

i am getting a tarantula and naming him caligula! but i also have a cat named stinky and a dog named sabre back home

10. Last movie you saw in theaters?

hhh i think it was shazam! in the summer? ive only been the the theatre like five times (venom, aquaman twice, into the spiderverse, and shazam!) 

11. Comfort food or favorite food?

sour patch kids or fries

12. Why did the chicken cross the road?

he heard you were talkin shit

13. Book you’re currently reading?

rereading hercules furens by seneca 

14. Your favorite season and 3 things about it?

winter!! christmas cookies, nice scents, SNOW!!! 

15. You are about to get into a fight, what song comes on as your soundtrack?

i narrowed it down to three: brickhead by the buttertones, nervous breakdown by black flag, or sick shit by together PANGEA

16. If you won the lottery tomorrow, what’s the first thing you would buy yourself?

uhh pay off my tuition???? but if i have to buy something physical maybe like top surgery fjgkfdh

17. What fictional world would you want to live in?

this is Very hard hhh maybe one with vampires like twilight so i can be a vampire

18. If you had to learn a completely new language, what would it be?

god i already speak so many. maybe master ancient greek because im struggling with it rn?? or dutch

19. Do you wear socks to bed?

yes always i hate having naked feet

20. If you could only choose one celebrity or athlete to make out with who would it be?

this is a loaded fucking question.............................tyler hoechlin

21. If you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life what would it be?

scream freakin 3 babey

22. Who’s your favorite player/celebrity and whats your favorite thing about them?

hm i fluctuate a lot between favourites but im gonna say jake johnson... i love his voice so Much and he has like such a kind face and demeanour. but also jake gyllenhaal because he is so Pretty and he seems so soft and idk i love him so much. donnie darko was one of the films that influenced me as a teen and like... i just love them both  

23. Do you collect anything?

i have a really weird habit of collecting things. i collect coins, rocks, dvds, cds, copies of dracula, band tees with the tour dates on the back, jackets, concert tickets, movie theatre stubs, etc etc 

24. What’s your favorite movie of 2019 so far?

i LOVE shazam!!!!!! it changedd me 

i tag: 

@andybbernard @beetlejoice @pmpkinhead and @dirt-goth

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Toy Fair: LEGO Builds Batman, Marvel, DC & More, Brick By Brick

To celebrate Toy Fair, LEGO invited press representatives to a big event before the show even opened at the Jacob K. Javits Convention Center. Filled with rows and rows of brand new sets, the big reveal came in the form of the Saint Mary ship, based on the upcoming “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales.” While the set was presented in in a cloudy box, the company also released some nice press photos to really show off its ghost ship. Captain Jack Sparrow and Captain Armando Salazar will also make their way into the Brickheadz line.

Speaking of Brickheadz, ten more takes on the buildable characters were also on display. Batman, Batgirl, Robin and Joker jump into the action in their “The LEGO Batman Movie” forms. Meanwhile, Hulk, Black Widow, Captain America and Iron Man will enter the fray based on films like “Captain America: Civil War.” Each box comes with around 100 pieces that you use to create the hero or villain.

For the second week in a row, “The LEGO Batman Movie” topped the box office charts and the company had plenty on display at the show for fans to get their hands on later this year. Huge sets include The Batwing, The Scuttler, The Batcave Break-In and The Ultimate Batmobile. That last one comes not only with a vehicle that can split in to three different parts, but also Flying Monkeys and the Wicked Witch of the West from “The Wizard of Oz!”

Other Bat-sets feature The Batmobile and villain-themed altercations like Scarecrow Fearful Face-Off, The Joker Balloon Escape, Mr. Freeze Ice Attack, Catwoman Catcycle Chase, Riddler Riddle Racer, Joker Notorious Lowrider, Killer Croc Tail-Gator, Clayface Splat Attack, Bane Toxic Truck Attack and Two-Face Double Demolition! A new wave of Batman-themed Minifigures will also hit later this year.

The Dark Knight might be dominating the box office right now, but expect a pair of Marvel features — “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2” and “Spider-Man: Homecoming” — to do so in the spring and summer. LEGO revealed some sets from those films to get viewers excited. Our space-faring heroes will come together in sets like Ravager Attack, Ayesha’s Revenge and The Milano vs. The Abilisk while the Wall-Crawler jumps onto the scene in ATM Heist Battle and Beware the Vulture. Nothing was revealed, but LEGO also promised that they’d have “Thor: Ragnarok” products closer to the film’s November 3 release.

Additional Marvel-based sets include Iron Man: Detroit Steel Strikes, Hulk vs. Red Hulk — which comes with red and green She-Hulks — and Captain America Jet Pursuit complete with Ms. Marvel Minifigure! The Marvel Mighty Micros line of dueling characters in fun vehicles will also add Spider-Man Vs. Scorpion, Iron Man Vs. Thanos and Wolverine vs. Magneto to the race.

LEGO will also expand the Mighty Micros line across the aisle for DC sets like Superman vs. Bizarro, Batman vs. Killer Moth and Wonder Woman vs. Doomsday. The company will also have “Wonder Woman” and “Justice League” to reveal later on.

Different versions of the characters will also be available in the “DC Super Hero Girls” style. Smaller sets include Lashina Tank and Bumblebee Helicopter, moving up to larger ones in the form of Wonder Woman and Harley Quinn Dorms, Batgirl Batjet Chase, Harley Quinn to the Rescue and Batgirl Secret Bunker. This line also had three of the biggest, coolest sets with Lena Luthor Kryptonite Factory, Super Hero High School and Eclipso Dark Palace which comes with Wonder Woman and her Invisible Jet!

Star Wars fans have a lot to celebrate this year. Not only is it the 40th anniversary of “A New Hope,” but also the highly anticipated release of “The Last Jedi” on December 15. In addition to all that, there are also plenty of LEGO sets to look forward to ranging from the original films to the cartoons and into “Rogue One.” Of course, “Last Jedi” will also be covered at some point, but not just yet. First off, feast your eyes on the new Buildable Figures of Chirrut Imwe, Baze Malbus, Scarif Stormtrooper, Stormtrooper Commander and Scout Trooper with Speeder Bike.

Other “Rogue One”-inspired offerings include Imperial Trooper Battle Pack, Rebel Trooper Battle Pack, Y-Wing Starfighter and Battle on Scarif as well as the U-Wing, Y-Wing, TIE Striker and Krennic’s Imperial Shuttle from the Microfighters line.

If you’re looking back to “The Force Awakens” for building inspiration, sets like First Order Transport Speeder Battle Pack, Jakku Quadjumper and Rathtar Escape are for you.

The other films will also be represented in boxes called Bounty Hunter Speeder Bike Battle Pack, Yoda’s Jedi Starfighter, Duel on Naboo, Darth Vader Transformation and Republic Fighter Tank. The current animated shows also made their presence felt in the form of The Phantom from “Star Wars Rebels” and Tracker I and The Arrowhead as seen on “Star Wars: The Freemaker Adventures.”

The LEGO Ideas imprint, which allows for fan-created builds to be voted on by other fans, showed off two epic entries in the imprint: The Beatles Yellow Submarine including Minifigures of the band members each with their own accessories and and “Adventure Time” set complete with Finn, Jake, Princess Bubblegum, BMO, Marceline, Lady Rainicorn, Ice King and a penguin, probably Gunther.

Finally, fans of the toys-to-life adventure game “LEGO Dimensions” will be excited to hear that new additions will come in the form of the Sonic Level Pack, the “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them” Story Pack, “The LEGO Batman Movie” Movie Story, Excalibur Batman Fun Pack and, most exciting for fans of over-the-top 80s TV, the “Knight Rider” Michael Knight Fun Pack!

Check out all of our photos, and official LEGO images, in the gallery below!

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[supremebricklover]

oh okay!! how was your day then? :> –👽

itsssss a secret 🤐!!!!!! cant tell ya!!!! 💖

[supremebricklover]

… why were you in prison?! D: –👽

hi hi ^u^~ 💖 !!! ummm >_>;;!! why cant you just ask me about my day or bricks or something lollll

[supremebricklover]

brick stans are fucking cowards. bricks are hardened mud. they're wet dirt that got un-wet. i spit at your paltry bricks. use stone like a real man

WHAT, WHO IS THIS!!!! youd BETTER not be one of the clowns from fuckyousupremebrick !!! ill dissintigrate your bones 😒 bricks are NOT just “”””WET DIRT THAT GOT UN-WET””” dummy, according to wikipedia[1] they are made of DRIED CLAY (or other chemically cured construction blocks), not DIRT!!!!!!!!!!!! GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT BEFORE U MAKE YOURSELF LOOK SILLY YOU WET BAGEL  😜 😌 💅 💅 🧱

[supremebricklover]

loll i hope this is ok o_O LOL @concrete-professional

[supremebricklover]

i support you supremebricklover ♥️ brickheads RISE UP

OH THANK GOD ANOTHER NORMAL PERSON I THOUGJT I WAS THE ONLY ONE 😢😢😢 THANK YOU KIND FRIENDO!!!! TOGETHER WE WILL BRING DOWN THE SORE LOSERS (LITERALLY ROFL 🤭) DOWN AT FUCKYOUSUPREMEBRICK !!!!

[supremebricklover]

HI GUYSSS bricky here ^_^ with a topic thats been SORT OF a BIG thing here in the brickhead fandom lately 😥!!! now i know there are a LOT of new brickheads here (HII welcome to hell LOL!!! we have fruit punch and cookies in the back hehe ><) but ive seen some veteran brickheads do this too 😐😐.....

(ALSOO srry i cant put this under a read more im stuck at da store LMAO 😭)

ok so basically there are a couple types of brickheadsona thingies!!!! there r some that are just like brick sized little dudes but a lil personalized or whatever (likeee the guy at the top there!!! 😋), but there are also some that are brick objectheads!!! basicllyy that means that instead of a human person head, its an object or animal or WHATEVAR (i have one of these too!!!! 😞 but people r so much harder 2 draw than cute little boxes....)!! but theres been a new kinda trend thing lately that id like to address!!!

u CANT make a bricksona out of a structurally unstable or volatile material just for the aesthetic!!! 🤬

it makes me SOOOO MAD as one of the first bricklovers/supremebrick fans when i see bricksonas based off of paper lanterns or dirt covered in FUNGUSES or FIRE or something??? 😐😐 like okayy i dont wanna sound like the bad guy here but if you build ur ""bricksona"" out of something not conventionally found in a brick, you're not makin a bricksona thats just a fucking objecthead!!!!

like YEAH, i know its fun and i kno its neat but UNLESS U CAN MAKE A GOOD ARGUMENT FOR WHY UR BRICKSONA IS MADE OUTTA STUPID LEGO BRICKS OR SOMETHING YOURE NOT MAKING A REAL BRICKSONA!!!! get with the program or go back 2 minecraft or something 🙄🙄 fake

ALSO ANOTHER THING!!!! 😤the REASON this is bad is because it normalizes the idea that building structures out of unsafe materials is fine as long as it looks pretty!!!! DO U REALLY WANT PPL TO BE BUILDIN UR HOUSE OUT OF AQUARIUM GLASS AND SHIT?? 😡😡😡 JUST SAY YOU SUPPORT RECKLESS BUILDING TECHNIQUES AND LEAVE!!!!!

AND!!!!! ANOTHER ANOTHER THING!!!! BEFORE PEOPLE START GOING AFTER ME FOR HAVING MY OWN UNREALISTIC BRICKSONA DESIGN!!!! 😡😡😡😡 SHES NOT ALWAYS LIKE THIS U SOGGY WAFFLES!!!!! she only turns into her catbrick (catgirl but for bricks 😋😋 coined by me originally so dont say u came up with it!!!) catbrick form when she puts on her heart earrings!!!! ANY OTHER TIME, SHE IS A PERFECTLY USABLE CALCIUM SILICATE BRICK WITH RED-PINK PIGMENT TO SIMILATE THE LOOK OF A COMMON RED BURNT CLAY BRICK!!!! so DONT try comin after me if u dont know what ur talking about 😤😤😠 ill EAT UR BONES!!!!!

thank u for reading 😒 im just tired of seeing this reckless miss information being spread all over da place!!! im not saying get RID of ur "unrealistic bricksona", but at LEAST accept that its dangerous promoting the idea of unsafe building materials. and just call it an object head FFS!!!!!! 😣😣 god!!!

[supremebricklover]

i’m worried about brick this is scary!!

me too!!!! 😥😥😥 its creeping me da heck out!!!

[supremebricklover]

WOW!!!!'

WOW OH WOW I NEVER THOUGHT ID SEE THE DAY 🥺🥺🥺!!!! thank you everyone for being so nice and supportive i love you all 🥰🥰😍!!!!!1

(psst..... also.... ��� u can expect to see something later maybe... but i cant tell you what it is hehe 🤭 shhhhh)