#kip speaks

[bittermedicine]

me and oomf did hamilton and emh kin assignments let me know what you guys think ♥♥♥

vinnie: aaron burr evan: john laurens jeff: angelicas estranged husband (?) jessa: angelica steph: hamilton habit: thomas jefferson the rake: john adams slenderman: king george

[blaccademic]

i fuckin love writing. it really is like showering: hard to start, hard to stop, & i should definitely do it more often.

[mjfass]

Kip?

[iidolomantis]

i would never trap a zoid. i think they should be free

[void-detective]

THERE'S MY HUSBAND STIRRING UP DRAMA FOR THE YOUNG (MOSTLY) FATHERLESS TALENT

[the-kipsabian]

[shittyutmv]

Hi i like your arts and i really want to know did you have Twitter/X ??

hiya!!! i made one in tandem to this account, but I realized pretty fast that not only was twitter Really Spooky, the ask system I relied on here didn’t translate very well over there.

the account’s still up under the same username, but I don’t post there anymore. sorry for any inconvenience! : )

[wrestlezon]

does anyone have a document or a list (with dates/citations/etc) following along with the toni storm and mariah may thing from the start by any chance? or do i gotta just start ctrl+f-ing through f4wonline aew results to track it down

[definitelynotshouting]

first impression: hello friend! new friend! nice friend! likes my writing! im so excited theyre in my server :) im so happy they invited me to theirs :) hope i can take them with me to the new writing server im joining :)

current impression: blood brother. we bandage each others wounds after another earth-shaking battle. we crack jokes over rations with the rest of the brigade, laughter a balming veneer over the explosions still ringing in our ears. the war is not over yet. i would kill for you. i *will* kill for you. outside of this metaphor, though, that is illegal. i send you a spotify link instead

[inactivegaz]

lost abt 15 hours of my alystin playthrough bc when i deleted all but recent save, it deleted my whole campaign on my ps5 and all i have is the backed-up save from the 14th!!! of november on my pc. i'm ill.

[bittermedicine]

do you think evbo being the only noob to rank up was like parkour 9/11 for everyone who wished on his downfall

[charseraph]

🔊

Oh this is a silly one. I love the twanky sound of the kick starting at 0:45, and the halting rhythm at 0:58, I’ve never heard another hardstyle song use it.

[mjfass]

Kip Sabian is just so jealous that Christian adopted Nick but doesn’t want to adopt him.

[underratedandoverit]

(not) your finest hour

~2,6k words orangekip (orange cassidy/kip sabian)

actually i think this is my first orangekip without it being exclusively set in the corruption arc lol. they are just dating. kip says fuck a few too many times. i dont know how to write kissing scenes sorry about that. also my first time writing both cole and uno again im sorry proofreading past what spelling mistakes docs pointed out to me doesnt exist i die like the man i am not

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate

on ao3

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Kip stopped behind the hotel room door, glancing towards the blond that had been wandering behind him down the hall as Kip basically pulled him by the hand so they wouldn’t be late to the scheduled appearance. Cassidy looked just about as interested to be here as he did with anything else, but Kip knew he was just as excited as he was; they hadn’t done an episode of All Elite Arcade together before more than once, and they had finally convinced Uno to give them an episode together, for the title Cassidy was holding nonetheless, promising him great content in return.

Kip gently yanked him closer by the hand he was still holding, watching as Cassidy’s traveling eyes landed on him finally. He had the sunglasses with him but then weren’t on his face yet, him waiting to pop into character right before dropping in on the stream, so Kip enjoyed watching those bright eyes looking over at him, being followed with a small smile tugging in the corner of his lips.

“You ready?”

Cassidy just shrugged, Kip smiling back at him as he pulled the blond even closer, closing the gap between them with a quick kiss. “For luck. You’re gonna need it.”

Kip heard something resembling a snort coming from his boyfriend, but Cassidy just smiled back at him a little. “Do I need to remind you that I’m the champion?”

From the corner of his eye Kip saw him lift the backpack that Cassidy was holding in his other hand, giving it a little jiggle, the hardware tinkling quietly inside. He was very well aware of the steaks brought to the table, this had been their idea after all. Kip just laughed at him a little, suppressing any possible objections from Cassidy before he could even get started with them with another kiss before he turned around, finally giving a knock on the door.

Kip could feel the warm hand leaving his, taking a quick look over his shoulder towards Cassidy, watching the blond finally pull the sunglasses from his jean jacket pocket, slipping them on his face before the hotel room door was pushed open. They were warmly welcomed into the room, both hosts of the show already in there setting everything up and preparing the small set inside the hotel room.

“You ready, champ?” Adam asked, patting Cassidy on the shoulder as he took the seat designated for him after everyone had exchanged the morning pleasantries. The blond shrugged a little. “Confident you’re going to win today?”

“He doesn’t stand a chance,” Kip piped in with a chuckle as he sat down on the armchair next to him, getting Cassidy a look from over the top rim of his sunglasses as he raised his brows at Kip slightly. “Whatever you got for me champ, I’m here for the win.”

“Well, we know the first game is going to be Halo,” Uno stated as he plugged the Xbox into the hotel room television. “And you requested GoldenEye, I believe?”

Kip nodded as the masked man glanced towards him before returning to finishing the setup for the stream, the Brits eyes traveling back to Cassidy, giving him a smirk. “Prepare for your defeat, Clementine.”

Cassidy just shrugged again. “Whatever.”

Kip didn’t take it to heart, he knew Cassidy was just slipping into character as they were mere minutes away from the stream actually starting. The other man was very particular about the way he portrayed himself whenever in public with the character he had, so this wasn’t anything new for Kip to experience. And nobody else in the room didn’t seem to be bothered by him basically shutting down either, taking this in just as a normal behavior, as Adam and Uno continued to chat it away while setting everything up as the stream countdown kept steadily running down.

As they eventually got started with the streams and the games, it didn’t take too long until both players were very deep into the competition. Kip had tried to study Cassidy’s previous title defenses to pick apart his strategy and play style, but admittedly it didn’t seem to be enough compared to how well Cassidy already knew the type of gamer Kip was; hotheaded and easy to distract. Not that Cassidy necessarily had to fall down to any dirty tactics to keep the championship, but it definitely did help that he knew exactly what buttons to push to keep Kip on his toes throughout the entire first round of Halo.

“Come on, man!” Kip sighed, slapping his thigh in frustration as Cassidy got yet another kill on him, the blond barely emoting over his easy victory. “This game is garbage!”

“It’s not my fault you don’t know how to play,” Cassidy stated back, getting a little ‘oooh’ in the background from Adam. Kip sent Cassidy a quick glare before preparing for the next respawn, but unfortunately the results against the currently reigning All Elite Arcade champion weren’t that much different this time around. He got a few good shots in, but ultimately was downed, time and time and time again.

“How is this even fair?!” Cassidy just shrugged, lowering his controller on the table as Uno was announcing him the clear winner of the first round, leading the championship challenge now with one to zero wins. “I swear you’re cheating! You are not that good in this game!”

“Born a champion, baby.” Kip glared at him, clearly not being amused by the nonchalant replies he was getting back. “Maybe you just need to pick up your game and stop complaining.”

Kip remained quiet, barely accepting the new controller Uno was handing his way. His confidence definitely had gotten a blow by losing in a first person shooter, his trademark style of game, to someone seemingly as non-gamer as Cassidy. Obviously Kip didn’t come into this situation thinking this was going to be easy, he had seen all the previous title defenses and knew Cassidy was actually good at this. But Kip just hadn’t expected it like this. He wasn’t supposed to be better than him at this.

“I hope you’re ready to get absolutely dragged,” Kip muttered from between gritted teeth, but Cassidy didn’t reply. It was part of the psychological warfare going on, Kip was aware of that, but despite knowing the blond’s game plan, Kip couldn’t do much to prevent it from getting to him. “That title is going to be mine.”

“Then you have to play better than that for it.”

Biting his teeth together, Kip refused to answer back as he tried to focus on the new game starting up. This was a game of his choice for this challenge, he knew he was good at this, but at the same time a voice in the back of his mind was taunting him over the loss in the previous round and it definitely didn’t help his situation.

As was painfully obvious almost immediately as Cassidy got an easy first kill over him.

“Come on, Kip, what’s wrong with you?” he chuckled, enjoying him maybe a little bit too much to see the seething rage slowly taking over Kip. “Look, I’ll stand right here and let you make the first shot. Sounds good?”

“I don’t need your pity points,” Kip muttered under his breath, barely holding himself back from cursing out loud. The bad words were bouncing around in his head, but he bit his tongue back. “I can beat you without your stupid mercy.”

“Suit yourself,” Cassidy shrugged, taking aim once again as he was expecting Kip to try to jump him again, almost fully understanding his game plan already. Which only further infuriated the already on edge Kip, pushing him into making mistake after mistake after mistake, until the outcome was undeniable.

The curse was so loud it was probably heard outside the room as well, stunning everyone inside of it momentarily as Kip bounced up from the seat, throwing the controller in his hand away. Cassidy barely looked up to him, just blankly staring at the television screen, ignoring the tantrum happening right next to him. He could feel a little stab of regret in pushing Kip, as this really hadn’t been his intention with all of this, but at the same time trying to remain calm and in character was the top priority in his head right there and then.

“Well, there you have it folks.” Uno’s voice was slightly hesitant after Kip’s sudden outburst, only making the Brit scoff loudly, finally making Cassidy look up at him. Cassidy offered him his hand for a sportsmanship like shake, but Kip just flipped him off before storming out of camera, and eventually out of the room. Cassidy glanced after him, the concern hidden behind his sunglasses, brows barely furrowing in a visible manner. He didn’t think Kip was going to take it this hard, this was nothing but a friendly competition. For a belt, sure, but even then it wasn’t that serious.

As Uno was trying to focus back on talking about the champion retaining the title, Adam slid off from his seat on the bed in the background, quietly making out of the room. Kip hadn’t obviously gotten far, he was currently sulking in the hallway, obviously not very happy about the situation.

“Hey, everything okay?”

Kip just pouted back at him, running a hand through his light hair with another huff. “Yeah. Yeah, just fucking splendid.”

Stupid answer for an obviously stupid question, both of them had to admit that as Adam crossed his arms over his chest, clearly expecting a bit more out of him than that. Kip just sighed.

“It’s fine, I’m just… I’m just gonna go. Tell Clementine congrats from me.”

Adam nodded, but leaned closer to give a little empathetic pat on his shoulder. “We all have our moments. Take a breather.”

Inhaling deeply Kip nodded back at him, Adam giving him a couple more pats before turning on his heels, walking back to the door. Before he re-entered back into the hotel room, he glanced over his shoulder back towards Kip, watching him start slowly making his way down the hallway towards the elevators. Shaking his head a little, Adam unlocked the hotel room door, letting himself back inside.

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Maybe half an hour later Cassidy pushed the hotel room door open, not being surprised at all to hear the television making sounds in the second room. He carefully kicked the door shut after him before walking in, lowering the tray of takeout coffee cups on the nearest flat surface he could find. He was sure Kip had heard him come in, but he couldn’t hear any reactions to his arrival, fully gluing him in on the fact that he was most likely still mad at him for what had happened.

Not that Cassidy really blamed him, he had probably pushed the buttons a bit too hard with Kip earlier, but that was also the name of the game. They had both agreed to this, and Cassidy was never opposed to Kip doing the same to him. Obviously he had gotten destroyed so badly that he never really had an opportunity to do such a thing, but the chance was always there.

Well, no reason to dwell on it now, he thought as Cassidy picked two coffee cups from the cardboard tray before making his way to the bedroom section of the hotel room. Peeking in from the doorway, he smiled faintly, seeing the familiar man sitting criss crossed on the bed, poking around on his phone, barely paying attention to his surroundings.

“Hey.”

Kip didn’t look up at him, just letting out a small noise of acknowledgment as Cassidy leaned against the door frame, observing him for a moment. He had definitely done some mental damage earlier, seeing how withdrawn into himself Kip was at the moment, clearly not being in the mood of interacting with him. Cassidy had thought giving him a moment to calm down would help, after Adam told him how pissed off Kip seemed after they went off the air, but apparently it hadn’t been long enough yet. Thankfully he detoured a bit and got some bribes in the shape of some hotel breakfast coffee instead of returning directly back to the hotel room, so that should hopefully help with some of the pain the Brit was going through.

“I didn’t mean to make you so upset out there.”

“I’m not upset,” Kip muttered as a response, but still didn’t look up from his phone. Cassidy sighed, pushing his shoulder off from the door frame, walking inside the room. Kip only glanced up at him as Cassidy offered one of the two cardboard coffee cups in his direction, but instead of taking it he just kept looking at Cassidy blankly before going back to his phone, playing a game as far as Cassidy was able to decipher from his screen. Shaking his head, he walked to the nightstand, lowering both cups on it before turning back towards Kip, the other man still seemingly not wanting to give him the time of day.

“Come on, you can’t seriously be mad at me for that.”

“I told you, I’m not mad.”

Inhaling deeply, Cassidy walked closer, stopping to the edge of the bed, just watching at him for a while.

“It was just a video game, Kip.”

Finally Kip looked up from his phone long enough to actually bother flicking the screen off, eyes landing on Cassidy. He looked tired, all sorts of annoyed, clearly not wanting to sit here and have this conversation with him right now.

“That’s so fucking easy for you to say. Half of your entire life doesn’t revolve around that stuff, you had nothing to fucking lose, you’re already the fucking champion.”

The excessive cursing was already a great sign that Kip was annoyed, as if the obvious pout he was putting on wasn’t. Cassidy looked at him, watching his boyfriend crossing his arms over his chest, but he didn’t reply anything back to the Brit.

“So congrats or fucking whatever, I guess.”

Cassidy inhaled deeply, slowly pulling the sunglasses from his face, dropping them to the bed. Kip watched him, brows furrowing a bit as he knew the meaning of that serious face he was getting back from the blond - either he was in for a stern talking or Cassidy was done with his shit, ready to just walk away from him to let Kip think alone about what he had just said and done.

But instead, Cassidy reached for him, grabbing a hold of his ankles. A bit confused, in his surprise Kip still allowed himself to be pulled to the edge of the bed. He didn’t have a lot of time to adjust to his new position as Cassidy already straddled down on his lap, both hands cupping his cheeks as he pulled Kip into a kiss.

Immediately any even faint thoughts of anger and upset disappeared from his mind, Kip’s hands already on autopilot helping steady the blond in his lap, gently pulling him closer to him by his hips as his arms wrapped around Cassidy. Kip’s hands easily found the hem of his shirt, slipping under it, feeling cold against his skin as his fingertips tracked along his back, making Cassidy pull away from the kiss for a second to catch a breath.

“You know I don’t care about the title. You’re my biggest prize.”

“You’re so fucking corny, you know that?” Kip sighed, but couldn’t hold back a grin as he carefully picked the back of the collar of his shirt from the inside, as a clear indicator that he wanted to take it off.

“Maybe. But I know you love it.” Cassidy smiled at Kip before pulling him into another kiss.

[the-kipsabian]

[tkachukmatthew]

starter for: scott hunter ( @racylove )

"morning, champ," he teases, reaching for the cup of coffee he'd poured for scott when he did his own. it was only a few minutes ago so it's still hot. "here, i think you might need this. how's your head? do you need any tablets?"