#this is all he needed plus some of that za

[poopiefart420]

HE FINALLY WENT TO THE CLUB!!

[accio-victuuri]

wait.. i’m literally on here or weibo almost 24/7 ( as you can tell lol ) but I feel like i missed something. i’m seeing clowning related to xz’s photos and how it looks like he is a groom and it’s a wedding photoshoot. the place is also famous for wedding shoots ( allegedly, idk. i’m not from there ) so turtles are imagining again. lol. freakin coincidence that wyb’s GRA photoshoot was done at a wedding shop. plus the “wedding outfits” for weibo night. which is all clowning and galaxy braining.🌌

now, we’re joking around, like where’s yibo? he should be taking photos with his partner.

then i see comments that there is this one song WYB recently listened to. meaning, as recent as when XZ flew to singapore which is called 超人不会飞 (superman can’t fly) by Jay Chou. i know WYB and everyone else is a big fan of Jay Chou but the clowning comes from the timing of when he listened to it. let me get to that first.

here is the song if you wanna listen to it. 🎶

turtles are interpreting it as WYB longing to “fly” to where XZ is and be with him but he can’t because of all his work commitments. he wants to take a breather. thinking about what his life is and the constraints, and at times like this, when they spent days in Beijing, but now they have to be apart, it affects him even more.

however when i read the lyrics, it could also be because he can relate to what jay chou is singing about. here’s the english translation i found here. i have bolded the ones i felt like WYB relates too. literally no need for explanation. just read it. It fits with his status in life so much that it’s almost scary.

妈妈说很多事别太计较

ma ma shuo heng duo shi bie tai ji jiao

Mum said one should not be too fussy over most matters

只是使命感找到了我 我睡不着

zhi shi shi ming gan zhao dao le wo wo shui bu zhao

But my sense of mission found me and i can't sleep over it

如果说骂人要有点技巧

ru guo shuo ma ren yao you diao ji qiao

If scolding someone requires some skills

我会加点旋律你会觉得 超屌

wo hui jia diao xuan lu ni hui jue de chao diao

I will add a tune and you will feel it's very cool (diao)

我的枪不会装弹药（弹药）

wo de qiang bu hui zhuang dan yao (dan yao)

My gun is not loaded with ammunition

所以放心不会有人倒（人倒）

suo yi fang xin bu hui you ren dao (ren dao)

So don't worry, nobody will collapse

我拍青蜂侠不需要替身 因为自信是我绘画的颜料

wo pai qing feng xia bu xu yao ti sheng yin wei zi xin shi wo hui hua de yan liao

I don't need a double for The Green Hornet because confidence is the coloring for my painting

我做很多事背后的意义远比你们想象

wo zuo heng duo shi bei hou de yi yi yuan bi ni men xiang xiang

The meaning behind the things I did is far beyond your imagination

拍个电视剧为了友情与十年前的梦想

pai le dian shi ju wei le you qing yu shi nian qian de meng xiang

Filming a tv drama is for friendship and a dream 10 years ago

收视率再高也难抗衡我的伟大理想

shou shi lv zai gao ye nan kang heng wo de wei da li xiang

No matter how high the rating is, it can't match my noble ideal

因为我的人生无需再多一笔那奖项

yin wei wo de ren sheng wo xu zai duo yi bi na jiang xiang

Because my life do not need another award

我不知道何时变成了社会的那榜样

wo bu zhi dao he shi bian cheng le se hui de na bang yang

I don't know when I have become a society's role model

被狗仔拍不能比中指要大器的模样（怎样）

bei gou zai pai bu neng bi zhong zhi yao da qi de mo yang (zen yang)

Can't show the paparazzi the finger and have to put on a magnanimous front

我唱的歌词要有点文化

wo chang de ge ci yao you dian wen hua

The lyrics I sing must have some degree of literacy

因为随时会被当教材

yin wei sui shi hui bei dan jiao cai

Because it might become teaching material anytime

CNN能不能等英文好一点再访

CNN neng bu neng deng ying wen hao yi dian zai fang

Can CNN interview me when my English gets a little better

时代杂志封面能不能重拍

shi dai za zhi feng mian neng bu neng chong pai

Can i reshoot the Time magazine cover

随时随地注意形象

sui shi sui di zhu yi xin xiang

I must take care of my image at all times

要控制饮食不然就跟杜莎夫人蜡像的我不像（本来就不像）

yao kong zhi yin shi bu ran jiu gen du sha fu ren la xiang de wo bu xiang (ben lai jiu bu xiang)

I must control my diet or i won't look like the "me" in Madame Tussauds (it doesn't look like me in the first place)

好莱坞的中国戏院地上有很多手印脚印

hao lai wu de zhong guo xi yuan di shang you heng duo shou yin jiao yin

There are many handprints and footprints at Grauman's Chinese Theatre

何时才能���见我的掌

he shi cai neng kan jian wo de zhang

When will mine be seen there?

如果超人会飞 那就让我在空中停一停歇

ru guo chao ren hui fei na jiu rang wo zai kong zhong ti yi ti xie

If Superman can fly then let me take a breather in the sky

再次俯瞰这个世界 会让我觉得好一些

zai ci fu kan zhe ge shi jie hui ran wo jue de hao yi xie

Overlooking this world again will let me feel better

拯救地球好累 虽然有些疲惫但我还是会

zheng jiu di qiu hao lei sui ran you xie pi bei dan wo hai shi hui

Saving the world is tiring, though I am a little tired, I still will

不要问我哭过了没

bu yao wen wo ku guo le mei

Don't ask me if I have cried

因为超人不能流眼泪

yin wei chao ren bu neng liu yan lei

Because Superman can't cry

唱歌要拿最佳男歌手

chang ge yao na zui jia nan ge shou

(You) must get best male singer award as a singer

拍电影也不能只拿个最佳新人

pai dian yin ye bu neng zhi na ge zui jia xin ren

A newcomer award is not enough if you act

你不参加颁奖典礼就是没礼貌

ni bu can jia ban jiang dian li jiu shi mei li mao

Not attending award ceremonies is considered rude

你去参加就是代表你很在乎

ni qu can jia jiu shi dai biao ni heng zai hu

And if you do, it means you are over-concerned about it

得奖时你感动落泪（落泪）人家就会觉得你夸张做作（做作）

de jia shi ni gan dong luo lei (luo lei) ren jia jiu hui jue de ni kuang zhang zuo zuo

When you won an award and teared, people will think you are fake and exaggerating

你没表情别人就会说太嚣张

ni mei biao qing bie ren jiu hui shuo tai xiao zhang

When you have no expression, others will say you are too arrogant

如果你天生这个表情 那些人甚至会怪你妈妈（妈妈）

ru guo ni tian sheng zhe ge biao qing na xie ren sheng zhi hui guai ni ma ma (ma ma)

And if you are born with that expression, they will even blame your mum

结果最后是别人在得奖 你也要给予充分的掌声与微笑

jie guo zui hou shi bie ren zai de jiang ni ye yao ge yu chong fen de zhang sheng yu wei xiao

In the end someone else gets the award, you also have to give ample applause and smile

开的车不能太好 住的楼不能太高

kai de che bu neng tai hao zhu de lou bu neng tai gao

The car you drive can't be too luxurious nor can you live too high up

我到底是一个创作歌手 还是好人好事代表

wo dao di shi yi ge chuang zuo ge shou hai shi hao ren hao shi dai biao

Am I a singer-songwriter or a representative of good men and good deeds?

专辑一出就必须是冠军

zhuan ji yi chu jiu bi xu shi guan jun

My album must be ranked top once released

拍了电影就必须要大卖

pai le dian yin jiu bi xu yao da mai

My movie must sell well

只能说当超人真的好难

zhi neng shuo dan chao ren zhen de hao nan

I can only say, being a Superman is difficult

如果超人会飞（超人会飞）那就让我在空中停一停歇（停一停歇）

ru guo chao ren hui fei (chao ren hui fei) na jiu rang wo zai kong zhong ti yi ti xie (ti yi ti xie)

If Superman can fly then let me take a breather in the sky

再次俯瞰这个世界 会让我觉得好一些

zai ci fu kan zhe ge shi jie hui ran wo jue de hao yi xie

Overlooking this world again will let me feel better

拯救地球好累（地球好累）虽然有些疲惫但我还是会（我还是会）

zheng jiu di qiu hao lei (di qiu hao lei) sui ran you xie pi bei dan wo hai shi hui (wo hai shi hui)

Saving the world is tiring, though I am a little tired, I still will

不要问我哭过了没

bu yao wen wo ku guo le mei

Don't ask me if I have cried

因为超人不能流眼泪

yin wei chao ren bu neng liu yan lei

Because Superman can't cry

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I don’t think there is anything wrong with how cpfs are relating this to cpn cause that’s just how it is. But sometimes, there are other reasons why they do what they do.

SO MY CONFUSION COMES FROM HOW THE HELL DO PEOPLE KNOW WHAT HE RECENTLY LISTENED TO. I can’t seem to dig up how or maybe it’s something we don’t talk about. I have never experienced this kind of tidbit related to them before so I wanna know the source. Or is this like the gaming cpn where certain people know and they will not divulge the boy’s account for privacy? if anyone knows, feel free to comment. If i find out in the future, I will share.

[mypookiewookiebear]

getting high with Hetalia characters

(cause I'm kind of high and bored :P) (I just did the allies + Canada to make my life easier)

⚠ DISCLAIMER ⚠

these are just my opinions/ headcanons, if you don't like... uh, don't read pls 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

TW/CW: drugs, lots of drugs mentioned, uh I curse? mostly weed mentions, mentioned alcohol, I use gay as an insult (GUYS IT WAS A JOKE I PROMISE PLEASE)

America

I feel like most of the time he would mellow out. Like most strains would make him more chill, like purple kush.

I think he would prefer edibles, it's easier, you’re higher for longer, and I headcanon that he’s on the heavier side so the edibles are more effective.

(also he’s weak and can’t smoke for shit)

Regardless, I don’t think he smokes or takes edibles too often. I think his preferred substance is probably liquor, if anything.

England

Okay, here me out. I think he experiments with hallucinogens.

He has his little witch friends, they light a bong and do fucking magic

(my normal friday night tbh…)

But that is the craziest thing he does, plus he’s old and has a strict 9 pm bedtime.

(plus he needs his booktok kindle to read bad colleen hoover books)

I bet he has a clicker and everything so he can lay down and read his kindle

Anyway, I think he’s had his fair share of za, but gets busy so he doesn’t do it all that often.

France

Okay the haters are gonna sabotage me, but I think he smokes the least out of this group,

Does not like the way weed makes him feel, he gets sensory overload easily while high, his adrenaline spikes and makes his heart race (in a bad way).

Prefers alcohol, specifically wine, doesn’t usually get drunk or sloshed but is more comfortable being drunk than high.

Russia

 More inexperienced with weed tbh.

Like he has smoked cigarettes, drinks often enough, and done an occasional hard substance, he just doesn’t see much appeal in weed.

I think he is extreme, like he either is dead sober, or sloshed from vodka. No in between

When he is high, he gets more introspective, and depressing lol. 

(he thinks more about his childhood, how he felt during all that)

Canada

I wouldn’t say he’s the no.1 stoner, but he’s in the running for that.

He would totally come to a world meeting high asf

(I mean, who's gonna notice?)

No preference as far as smoking vs. edibles, but i bet he’s done some crazy crack pipe diys to smoke weed

(such as, but not limited to: making a bong out of a water bottle, hot wiring an iphone charger, and smoking out of a banana)

When he’s sober he's chill, but when he's high, legit the chillest of chill. Like owns the word chill. 

More sociable and charismatic, also makes bomb ass foods.

China

Saved the best for last 😘

Guys… we did it, we found the number 1 stoner 🤯🤯🤯🤯

Kidding kidding, but he is very familiar with medicinal marijuana.

(my man has a bad back… leave him alone…)

While he has a lot of experience, rarely does he get extremely high, again mostly smokes for medicinal purposes. 

But he still has a high tolerance in general, so if he does decide to get super high, he needs strong ass edibles or a full cart.

(me asf tbh)

In the event he gets high as hell, he mostly ponders… thinks about philosophy or something gay like that./j

Idk he’s not that crazy, just sits by himself and thinks about stupid shit, like the appeal of bamboo to pandas.

Side note: don’t use gay as an insult that's bad…

OK BYE GOODNIGHT

[fantasticalbiology]

Godtale

So does anyone remember anything about the undertale au Reapertale other then the fact that Sans is a grim reaper. If you answer yes to this your probably lying. So here is Godtale plus Godtale yellow

Asgore- All father and god of Mount Ebott, he who started a war with Mortal due to the death and disrespect of his son by Chara the Blamed. Said to have slain the six mortal champions that came to the mountain to quell his fury

Toriel- The goddess of Hearth, family, and symbol of the mother bears and Formally married to the All father Asgore. After the declaration of war on mortals, Toriel left Asgore ands retreated for a cave until the time was right to strike against the foolish all father

Sans- The god of good times, relaxing, bad humors, tormentor of the god of good mental jests, judgement and psychopomps who found himself in good company with the goddess of the hearth Toriel. She asked of him a promise to judge the mortal fairly when they cross hin and he agreed

Papyrus- The god of wheat, tomatoes, mental jests, platonic friendships, brother to the god of good times and allies to the warrior god who serves the all father. When Papyrus encounter Frisk the Determined he himself was determined to capture them so that he could join the illustrious ranks of the warrior god

Undyne- The one eyed Warrior god of wrestling, the spear of the All father and fire ironically as she’s often depicted as a humanoid fish. She is good friends (and nothing else) with the goddess of occult knowledge, considered a good friend with the god of wheat to which they get into cooking matches. Now supposedly when she was still a young wild god she encountered the mortal warrior known as either Gab or Cody the kind, sources vary. There is an even more  conflicting information that she has an aspect known as the Undying remains to be seen, but what is held as fact is that this due to her encountering Chara the blamed who was trying to kill a young spirit, she took the attack and from her body sprang the Undying.

Mad Dummy- A spirit that represents anger, one of their epithets is Mad Dummy Za Worldo, but that neither hear nor there. What is important is that Mad Dummy has a major aspect known as Mad Mew Mew, who represent a form of death and rebirth ironic if you ask me.

Naptstablook- A spirit that represent malaise. They often credited as being a great musician with toon capable of sending you to a different realm

Alphys- The goddess of the occult, forbidden knowledge, accidental corruption of life and golem making. Ancient scripts says that she usurped a god known as Gaster, but that is only hear say and rumors of the crazy.

Mettaon- A spirit who inhabits the body of a golem the goddess of the occult created.

Mettaon the cubed- An aspect of Mettaon that represent constraint, but solid defence

Mettaon Ex- Represent coming out of your shell, and performance

Mettaon Neo- Another aspect similar to the Undying after an encounter with Chara the Blamed. Some say that they represent a solid defense, but that is a lie spread by mad men

Frisk- Frisk the determined is one of the mortal warriors who came to Mount Ebott for unknown reason. It is said that their journey ended with them getting other mortals to respect the old gods as they are said to be the only to reach Mount Ebott’s top.

Chara- It is said that Chara is an aspect of Frisk or the other way around as they share the epithet of the determined. They also go by Chara the blamed as they represent those whose curiosity got the best of them and now need a scapegoat to blame. Ironic as it is said that they were adopted by the All father and goddess of the hearth.

Flowey- A trickster deity and the husk of Asriel the god of hopes and dreams. He tricked the god of Wheat into bringing the other god together so that he could steal their power, turning into or back into Asriel the absolute. It is said that Frisk the determined defeated Asriel the absolute and with his defeat able to ascend to the top of the mountain

Godtale yellow

Dalv- god of lighting and lord of the deep dark within the cave Toriel dwells in. He accept offering of corns and has association with the goddess of sweet dreams.

Martlet- The goddess of craftsmanship and duty. Apparently traveled with the Mortal Clover the just, according to some stories. Was imprisoned by those who surround the god of corn. Some say she an  aspect of Papyrus, but this is false.

Zenith Martlet- An aspect of Martlet and a psychopomps from the story of Clover the unjust. Represent the fury against those who believe themselves to be just and will punish those with claws and feathers a flying. Some say the Zenith is an aspect of Sans, but this is false because they were kicking about at the same time

Starlo- A god of corn, heroism, justice (debatably), honor, the sands of the west and friend to the goddess of motherhood and legacy. He is accompanied by four minor gods. 

Morray-A minor god of the sword, who was incorrectly labeled as an aspect of Undyne until it was discovered Morray uses a sword. 

Ed- A minor god of strength and is alway willing to lend a hand.

Ace- A mystery minor god of luck and card play

Mooch- A minor god of thievery and sneakiness. To me it kind of odd that Starlo is associated with this one.

Mo- A god of commerce and persistent merchants. Apparently if you believe the tales of Clover the unjust, Mo himself is also the god of illegally squandering money.

Ceroba- Originally thought of as an aspect Toriel, but later denied. Ceroba is an oddity in that the yellow pantheon she and her “family” seem to have come from somewhere else, but that’s neither hear nor there. She is the goddess of motherhood, legacy and the willingness to keep it alive.

Chujin- A god thought of by yours truly as a god of the occult, technically not untrue he is more known for the creation of golems. Apparently one of his golems dispatched one of the champion Flo the integral, after they almost harmed his child, the goddess of sweet dreams.

Guardener- One of Chujins golems, they are known as the protector of flowers

Axis 014- The soulless champion slayer, apparently in the tale of Clover the unjust he was integral in unlocking the bounds of which Clover lived up to their epithet as the unjust.

Kanako- The goddess of sweet dreams and sacrifice and the child of Ceroba and Chujin. Its not written any where, but apparently one tale describes after Chujin death Ceroba did something to Kanako and that’s why she’s not widely worship and she was later given to Alphys to aid her. Now this is speculation on a lot of people parts, but apparently Frisk the determined did meet them in the realm Alphys wished not accessed, to tuck them in.

Clover- Clover the just or unjust depending on who you asks, is the mortal champion before Frisk the determined. They entered the mountain to find and rescue those who came before them, but ended up among the ranks of the dead by their own choice. There also are two retellings of Clover, one in which it ended with Clover defeating the trickster Flowey, and a more grim retelling of their epithet as the unjust, in which they slaughter everyone including the all father.

Flo- The champion before Clover the just. Honestly not much is known about Flo the integral, but what is known is that they were at the very least somewhat violent and that they were ended by Axis

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

Reactions to Nintendo Direct

Pikmin 4

Olimar: Ah, I wish I were there. It has been quite some time since I’ve had a good treasure hunt and catalogued the creatures of PNF-404. Maybe I should dust off the spacesuit and take a trip?

Samus: Weren’t you kidnapped by some crazy goo monster that wanted to be your mom?

Olimar: Inevitabilities of the experience, it’s all things you have to live with when you’re an explorer.

Samus: Amen to that.

Splatoon 3 DLC - Inkopolis

Callie: Woohoo, Inkopolis Pla-za!

Marie: It has been a while since we’ve been back there. I honestly thought Jelonzo was dead.

Callie: And Sheldon had kids. I don’t know what to feel about that but the excitement of everything else is leaking into that opinion.

Marie: I think it’s a Tom Nook situation. I don’t think Sheldon would ever kiss another woman, let alone have kids.

Splatoon 3 DLC - Side Order

Callie: …

Marie: …

Callie: … Is that what happens when lesbians get divorced? Inkopolis gets zapped into a hell dimension?

Marie: … I don’t know. But something tells me we’re going to have to invite those two to group therapy now.

Kirby’s Return to Dreamland - Magolor

King Dedede: Serves that egghead right. All of us had to go through at least one alternate universe to start being good people, and he ain’t gonna be an exception.

Kirby: I hope he wins. I like Magolor, even if he betrayed us and tried to conquer the universe.

Bandana Waddle Dee: That and Merry Magoland is a boon to the local economy. Plus he technically already won. If he were to lose, that would cause a time paradox in our universes timeline that would resonate-

Metroid Prime Remastered

Samus: Finally, Metroid Prime fou- wait. This is the first one. Well, I said I would dress up as a clown if I lost. May as well go catch my next bounty as one.

Tears of the Kingdom

Samus: Well at least you got a release date finally. And the game looks gre- hey, where are you going?

Link: Didn’t you see me drive that car thing? That means I’m going to be making vehicles, and if that happens, I need to go and get forklift certified. For the sake of Hyrule.

Samus: I completely understand.

And finally, Silksong

Luigi: Oh yeah, Silksong!

There is no Silksong.

Luigi breaks down into tears.

[sparkles-oflight]

All I know

Hi! Today we get BoKris (pre-relationship) and JaRtin - that's what i'm calling Jan and Martin because it's a Jar and a Tin.

(Sorry if Martin is completely oblivious about LGBTQ topics cuz most people are, unfortunately)

(Small reference to one of my fics that's only on AO3)

Synopsis: Kris can't wrap his head around the lyrics is writing. That's when Bojan chimes in to help him out. Meanwhile, Martin finds an insomniac cat in the living room, also known as Jan. (The events that led to "Vse Kar Vem" song but totally inaccurate).

Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.

It was a quiet night in the woods... After the first lockdown, the band decided to spend some time together in a cabin to create music together. And sitting outside of that cabin, wrapped in a blank with a guitar by his side, Kris finally turned off the phone.

“It’s a chilly night”, he thought.

He couldn’t sleep, however...not until he tried to sing what he had written so far.

He picked up his guitar, tuned it, and then tried to relax.

“You got this”.

The chord progression felt so warm...that’s what this song transmitted...

- Slišal sem, da čas nam ne prizanaša. – “I heard that time is good for us” - In da se enkrat vse lepo konča – “And everything nice eventually ends”.

That warm sensation...it was exactly what he needed that night. With his guitar...he could take on the world that night-!

- Slišal sem, da hočeš it do konca sveta – “I heard you want to go to the end of the world” - in da me več ne rabiš za sopotnika – “and you don’t need me as a co-passenger anymore”.

But that was it. Only that night... He ran out of more.

He’s stuck and he doesn’t know how to finish these lyrics...

- Me, me, me. – he heard a voice singing from behind him – You should be asleep.

He turned around to see Bojan holding two orange mugs in his hands. He sat next to Kris who put his guitar aside to let the older one get closer so they could both be covered by the blanket.

- You know you could have brought your own blanket. – Kris pointed out.

- My hands were full – Bojan lifted them slightly – Here, one for me, one for you.

Kris took one of the mugs with chocolate milk.

- Thanks.

- What were you doing here? – Bojan took a sip and pointed to Kris’ phone – Talking to Klara? How’s she?

- She just missed me...That’s all. – he took a sip.

Klara missed him. Since the pandemic started Kris hasn’t been able to visit her. Plus, he got COVID last time he and his family were given the chance to visit the Netherlands, so they ended up not going.

- And why are you still outside?

- I just can’t wrap my head around this song.

- The one you showed me earlier?

- Yeah. I was thinking of some lyrics... Actually – he showed Bojan some papers he had - I’ve been thinking about it for a while now.

- Krisko, wait. – Bojan laughed.

- What?

- You have gotten a small mustache from the milk. – Bojan cleaned him with his finger – What are you? 12? Klaraaaaa, you might have the clumsiest boyfriend ever!

- Hey! Shut up! – Kris shushed him.

Bojan looked at Kris’ chin and mustache and after observing them, he placed a hand on the back of his hair, ruffling it.

- It’s blonde. – Bojan signed with his eyes to Kris’ chin.

- Yes. It is.

- And your hair is longer now.

- Yes, it is.

- I like it. – he said with a final smile.

Bojan finally looked over the papers Kris gave him. Some of these lyrics were scrapped, some erased. Some even had some smiles drawn onto them that Bojan could only guess Jan drew them.

- I like this...

- All I know is that I can’t write a chorus for it.

Suddenly, as if he was hit by a wave of inspiration, a lightbulb went on Bojan’s head.

- Kris, say that again.

- All I know is-

- All I know is... – Bojan scooted closer to Kris – Pick up the guitar. Improv time.

Kris did as he was told, and Bojan wrapped his arms around him.

- Before you start, let me just... – Bojan rested his head on Kris’ heart to feel his heartbeat and after a while of inspecting that sound, he let him go – Ready when you are.

And as they reached the chorus, Bojan opened his mouth.

- Vse kar vem in kar znam, je, da ne boli - “But all I know is that I don’t feel pain” - ko me tvoj objem zakriva – “when I’m in your arms” -  Kaj je prav me ne bremeni. – “I’m not burned by what is right”.

Kris smiled.

- Do you like it?

- Oh yeah. Let’s keep it going.

They sang all night long until they found the best arrangement and lyrics, but their presence was missed by their friends.

Martin found his bed half empty and ended up going to the living room/kitchen to try and find Bojan but ended up finding Jan wrapped in a purple blanket watching the fireplace. Like a cat looking at a laser attentively.

He approached him carefully and sat next to him.

- Where’s Bojan?

- Outside with Kris.

- Uhm, I see. Jure?

- In our room. Asleep, I think...

- Uhm.

They stayed silently looking at the flames going up and down, then Jan decided to invite Martin under “his wing” – his blanket. It’s his blanket.

Martin took on the offer and Jan laid his head against his shoulder. Martin’s left hand wrapped Jan’s head and he placed a kiss on the guitarist’s hair.

Jan took his right hand and analyzed it with his fingers and eyes and then placed it in his chest.

- Do you feel that?

- I do.

- Good.

Jan kissed Martin lightly on his cheek and waited for a reaction. Martin looked at him up and down.

- Jan...do you-? Are you-?

- Martin. – he said it so assertively – I don’t know what you are going to ask me but finish your sentences, please.

Martin laughed at Jan and after catching his breath again he stared into Jan’s eyes for a hot minute before asking what he wanted.

- Janči, do you like me?

- Would it be that horrible if I did?

- I mean... – he sighed – you and your girlfriend broke up not that long ago and I-

- Don’t worry about it. Next question.

- Are you... I mean you can’t because you had a girlfriend before- though I guess you can be still, but-

- Are you asking me if I’m gay?

- Uh...yes? – he sighed again – I’m sorry that’s such a rude thing to say.

- I don’t want a label.

- Okay, cool cool. But you know what you like right?

- I do. You? You seem to be asking a lot of questions.

- I... – Martin took his glasses off and massaged his forehead – I don’t know honestly... I’ve been attracted to my girls all my life, but what if? You know?

Jan didn’t know, but okay. “Be clearer in your communication”, Jan wanted to say, but he realized Martin was struggling.

- You want to try the other options to see if you like it, is that it? – Jan asked.

- I guess... – Martin felt a sudden flush of warmth on his cheeks – It’s just that everyone seems to know what they want. Or at least I assumed we wanted girlfriends, and we were all straight and-

- Straight? Kris? Bojan? – Jan looked at him in complete disbelief – First of all, don’t assume people’s sexualities.

- I’m sorry, that was rude, I know-!

- And second! Kris has been in a fucking closet made of glass his whole life and Bojan is as bi a daffodil, dear. He just hasn’t realized it yet.

- Didn’t you say to not assume sexualities? That’s contradictory.

- I have a gaydar. – he joked - Also Kris is my best friend.

- And what am I? Do you know? Because I don’t!

- Want to learn together?

Martin looked at him, pondering what to answer. What he felt towards Jan was certainly different from anything he ever felt towards the other guys. But love? He wasn’t sure that was it. Maybe curiosity? Most likely, yes.

- No pressure. – Jan reassured him – You can back up at any time.

- Then it’s a yes. But promise me... if I’m not into guys then... Please don’t-

- Cry over you? I won’t. – Jan wrapped his index finger around Martin’s pinky – Promise.

If what Bojan and Kris felt when they were next to each other was loud and shiny, then Jan and Martin’s relationship was quiet and dark...but those are the ones that hurt the most.

And that’s why Jan was never able to keep that promise.

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Afternote: I don't know how to write Martin due to ✨lack of information✨

Also, I'm always scared to portray characters that don't know much of LGBTQ themes because I'm always scared people will think that's what I think the community is, and: no? lmao.

I'm queer myself, but it's hard to portray the reality that people usually say rude things even when they don't mean it? I'm 100% sure I've been rude to the community even if it wasn't my intention back when I didn't know anything about it? I think that's normal (I'm not talking about people who will just straight up call slurs and call for our ends - I had to deal with one of those people today, unfortunately).

Anyways, I sure like to portray different types of love for someone who has never been in a relationship, uh? Maybe that's why I shoot my foot constantly.

Sorry for the little vent.

Polaroid Photos Universe | Recommended next: Bele Sanje

[patrik6090]

… Psst, I see dead people

(Mustard on the beat, hoe)

… Ayy, Mustard on the beat, hoe

Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw

Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"

Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo

What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?

The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama

How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options

I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton

… Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'

Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas

Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em

Walk him down, whole time I know he got some hoe in him

Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him

… Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young

You better not ever go to cell block one

To any bitch that talk to him and they in love

Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him

They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs

And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now

And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?

Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles

… Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff

Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?

Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor

… They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

… You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?

I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga

Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'

What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go

The audience not dumb

Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow

Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise

Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch

And you Malibu most wanted

… Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'

Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'

You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers

What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy

Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton

Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'"

Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on

He fuck around, get polished

… Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin'

Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'

I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither

From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena

And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks

That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch

I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'

Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy

… Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy

Sweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ayy

How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy

One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy

Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy

Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy

Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy

City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy

… They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

… Once upon a time, all of us was in chains

Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves

Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains

Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game

The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer

Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda

You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance

Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge

… You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?)

Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?)

21 gave you false street cred

Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?)

Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?)

2 Chainz say you good, but he lied

You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars

No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer

… The family matter, and the truth of the matter

It was God's plan to show y'all the liar

… Mm

Mm-mm

He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm)

He a fan, he a fan, he a-

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

… Let me hear you say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe)

Say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe)

Then step this way, step that way

Then step this way, step that way

… Are you my friend?

Are we locked in?

Then step this way, step that way

Then step this way, step that way

I like this song

[cobalt-axolotl]

Kendrics Lamar’s not like us accept it’s willliam afton dissing david carter.

Ayy, Mustard on the beat, hoe

Deebo, any rap bastard, he a free throw

Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"

Nail a vastarx to the cross, he walk around like Teezo

What's up with these jabroni-ass bastards tryna see Compton?

The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama

How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options

I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton

Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'

Sometimes you gotta pop out and show bastards

Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em

Walk him down, whole time I know he got some hoe in him

Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him

Say, Dave, I hear you like 'em young

You better not ever go to cell block one

To any bitch that talk to him and they in love

Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him

They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs

And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now

And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?

Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff

Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?

Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, bastard?

I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, bastard

Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'

What is the owl? Bird bastards and bird bitches, go

The audience not dumb

Shape the stories how you want, hey, Dave, they're not slow

Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise

Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch

And you Malibu most wanted

Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'

Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'

You bastards'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers

What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy

Bastard better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton

Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'"

Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on

He fuck around, get polished

Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin'

Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'

I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither

From Alondra down to Central, fucker better not speak on Serena

And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks

That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch

I lean on you bastards like another line of Wock'

Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy

Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy

Sweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ayy

How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy

One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy

Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy

Freaky-ass bastards need to stay they ass inside, ayy

Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy

City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

Once upon a time, all of us was in chains

Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves

Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains

Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game

The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer

Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda

You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance

Let me break it down for you, this the real bastard challenge

You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?)

Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?)

21 gave you false street cred

Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?)

Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?)

2 Chainz say you good, but he lied

You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars

No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer

The family matter, and the truth of the matter

It was God's plan to show y'all the liar

Mm

Mm-mm

He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm)

He a fan, he a fan, he a-

Freaky-ass bastard, he a 69 God

Freaky-ass bastard, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Freaky-ass bastard, he a 69 God

Freaky-ass bastard, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Let me hear you say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe)

Say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe)

Then step this way, step that way

Then step this way, step that way

Are you my friend?

Are we locked in?

Then step this way, step that way

Then step this way, step that way

[brightblurr]

Gundam Seed/Destiny is and always will be my favourite anime series and while rewatching Destiny this time I've found myself changing perspective on some things.

It's probably no surprise that my favourite female character is Cagalli from Gundam Seed. But I think the thing I was most excited about in Destiny was the series long build up to a rematch between Kira and Shinn, on equal ground. I remember being so disappointed that it never happened, and that Athrun ended up fighting Shinn instead. At the time, I just assumed the writers wanted Athrun to have the spotlight and have Kira fight someone else. But no explanation made sense.

Rewatching this time has shown the nuance of that decision. I think it was a good decision not to have Kira and Shinn fight, and this is primarily because of how Gundam Seed is a battle of ideologies. Every fight is a battle of ideology and not between two people per se. Especially the latter half of Destiny.

The reason why I like the choice in final battle is because it aligns with what the series was building up all along. We start off Destiny with Orb vs Shinn. That's the primary conflict set up. Shinn hates Orb.

In the beginning of the series, Cagalli represents Orb and we see it carry on in the series. We reach a culmination of this battle in the second half, when Cagalli in the ORB-01 Akatsuki is put in battle against Shinn.

Shinn has hated Cagalli from the very first episode. Their ideologies are the issue. Orb is on one side, Shinn and his radicalized beliefs on the other. They clash over differing beliefs. That battle that happens when Cagalli is defending Orb and is capable of doing it in her new weapon is the build up and the biggest battle.

On this viewing of Destiny I was actually more excited to see Cagalli kick Shinn's ass. I was excited to see how she would finally take back her power against him, after a season of her not showing how strong she is. This was Orb's ideology versus what is Zaft's ideology. This conflict had been brewing since Episode 1 and it did not fail me!

Likewise, once Athrun returns to Orb and takes the Justice, he becomes the Orb ideology representative. His entire ideology throughout was being corrected and changed by his decisions. When he is in the Justice, in an Orb pilot uniform, he is the Cagalli representative. He had to fight Shinn, to show that their ideologies clashed all season, and lead to this moment.

I wasn't as hyped about this fight, but it was needed. It was the same fight all through Destiny and this was its conclusion.

Kira's original conflict with Shinn was him being a representation of Orb. It was never Kira that Shinn hated, as we learn in Final Plus that he didn't even know Kira. It was Orb, and Cagalli, that Shinn wanted to destroy. The Freedom represented the ideologies of Orb: We vow not to attack another nation, not to allow another nation to attack us, and not to intervene in the conflicts of other nations. 

He was attacking the ideologies that he hated, that hurt him. Once Kira stepped aside to allow Cagalli to rightfully represent her people and her ideologies, he became her rival. And once Cagalli entrusted her ideologies in Athrun, he became Cagalli's true representative. And he became the force that took Shinn down.

Likewise, I think I finally feel that Kira battling Ray Za Burrel was perfect. It was exactly what Seed was about in essence, and Destiny carried the message on. Kira is a message about how every conflicting ideology can mesh together, and how pacifism is not a total failure. Gundam Seed did not have Kira battle a rival like Shinn, but rather finally placed him against an enemy his weapon could not destroy: Rau Le Creuset and his built up ideologies involving nihilism and the uselessness of life. It was a true battle between someone who saw value in life and someone who saw no value in life. Kira's and Rau's conflict was beyond the lower level conflict that everyone else had. It was what the series was showing.

Ray represented the inability to move on and how strong the idea of hopelessness was. Ray had no will of his own. He accepted he was Rau Le Creuset and by extension he continued the battle Rau had. I would argue that Ray and Gilbert Durandal together made up what Rau had been arguing; the hopelessness of humanity and fickle nature of life. When Ray finally gave into Kira and Durandal lost, the show concluded a 2 season exploration into a bigger theme.

Kira fighting Shinn would have been nowhere near as powerful as fighting a representation of nihilism. Rau/Ray/Gilbert were enemies that only Kira (and Lacus by extension) could strike down.

So I think these two final battles were perfect. They explored bigger themes and really engaged the audience. Instead of being predictable and rehashing Shinn vs Kira again.

Also let's just be real. Kira, when he is not restrained and in doubt is too much for Shinn. He would have wiped the floor with him when Kira came to defend the Akatsuki in the Strike Freedom LOL

[lowkeyclueless5137]

Ooooh, brand new AU. And it’s mixed with Ben 10, Awesome! So uhhh, was there ever a time where a few certain students who already know about who the four are uhhh get kinda stressed out by them like how terrified was Jamil of Kalim’s aliens, especially the bug themed ones, plus did Vil first of all scream when he first saw Wildmutt chewing up his carpets, Ortho uhh I’m not entirely sure. Maybe somehow just seeing his brother get punt into walls after getting too cocky about the secret identity thing. Or maybe Idia testing one of his alien powers and uhh accidentally broke something in their room. I’m not sure who could be Riddle’s uhh ally in this, except Riddle already dealing with the stress of it(Maybe Trey somehow finding out after walking on one of Riddle stress sessions of his watch and uhh alien powers maybe)? Who knows? Ps how do you think the other house wardens feel about them(this also applies to the counterparts of Riddle and Idia plus Kalim that never got the watch), plus you think the overblots boys also at some point did get a beat down from the watch users(I know Kalim did this with Jamil) like for example Riddle giving his version of Idia this maybe or Riddle giving Leona the good smack with swampfire plus Azul maybe getting face to face with rip jaws(any of the watch holders? Just don’t let Floyd find about Riddle having the watch, plus rip jaws)

Definitely a lot of freak outs for various motives. :'3

In all dimensions, the Dormheads are very much skeptical over the alien situation. And for pretty reasonable motives. And while they are against them, they would cooperate with them if the situation calls for it. In here it's NRC, which means few people wouldn't admit you saved their butt and would hate you if you brought it up. Yay! :'D

Jamil just needs an ibuprofen, because sometimes he just freaks out for significantly small motives so Kalim has a harder and harder time figuring out if Jamil is freaking out for an actual good reason or just because he saw a bug. Really it was getting to him. :'3

For Riddle, I already assigned to him Adeuce and Jack as allies who know the secret. These 3 only have freak out instances when Riddle is in situations where he cannot transform and the situation just BEGS for the omnitrix to be used. Otherwise they think it's absolutely cool the omnitrix and all that. Now this is a personal preference, not really relevant, but for me, Floyd is the romantic interest and only in that instance he finds out about it, when he gets saved by Riddle, otherwise there's no chance in hell anyone would find out unless it's like a big epic fight for the whole planet's sake or smth. Even then it's questionable. :'3

Vil can and will beat up Wildmutt with his BARE HANDS. Man doesn't hesitate. And while Epel surely 'doesn't' think it's cool and awesome, he would absolutely want to know how to throw someone off like Vil. Please teach him that and not extensive lessons about how to apply foundation. :'3

Ortho is just getting used to this. He has the least freak outs, mostly because Idia is sometimes too cocky. He knows his brother has it coming the second he puffs up his chest and has that shit eating grin on his face. He still sometimes gets worried over Idia recieveing big hits, but Ortho also has some deadly laser beams and mass extermination level weapons on him, so it is likely that sometimes, when Idia is at gunpoint, for Ortho to go full Jotaro Kujo and just... Punt the bad guys into the sun. This is why the robot child should not have such powerful weapons, but alas, the narative(moi) just gives him even more weapons. Go... Do a crime my Boi! >:D

And damn... The overBlots ure get a piece of that alien fuckery right in za face. :)

But in all 4 cases, there are some overBlot similarities.

For Leona's overBlot, it was pretty easy to hide and use the omnitrix. The sandstorm was basically aiding that. Still, Leona gets a good smack down because in each case, his sabotages do hit close to our boys and as such there is that personal resentment in there too.

Ripjaws is a CRUCIAL part in Azul's overBlot, since it's underwater. Either half or full, we all know Azul will get a few tentacles bitten.

Jamil is straight up punted out through the window no matter what. This is cannon to me and I'll keep it that way. :3

Vil needs more ✨finesse✨ so no matter the case, ghostfreak is an important factor in this, mainly because ghostfreak doesn't assimilate the poison air and as such can keep a better fight against Vil.

Now smol book 7 Spoilers, so I made the text smol if you wanna skip it :3

For Malleus, again, ghostfreak is an important factor. Weather to escape and get outside help *cough* Rollo *cough* or just trying to possess Malleus with that ✨ghost rizz✨ and have an epic physic fight. The variety is there. :3

[pesterloglog]

Gamzee Makara, Tavros Nitram

Act 5, page 3986-3987

TC: If mOtHeRfUcKiN MaGiC'S AlL We'vE EvEr kNoWn aT

TC: ThEn iT'S EaSy tO Be mIsSiN WhAt bE FuCkIn tHe hApS

TC: BuT I'M AlL ScOpIn aT MiRaClEs tHaT ArE Up iN ThE AiR

TC: GoT My sEe oN Of mIrAcLeS, tHeY'Re hErE AnD ThEy'rE ThErE

TC: I Be cHeCkIn tHe mIrAcLeS WhIlE FaLlInG DoWn sTaIrS

TC: SeEn tHe sHiT OuT A MiRaClEs tHaT ArE AlL BeInG Up aT BaSiCaLlY PrEtTy mUcH EvErYwHeRe, FuCk...

TC: OcEaNs oF FaYgO FuCkIn gLiTtEr lIkE SpAcE

TC: A FiSt fUlL Of sTaRdUsT'S WhAt's pOoFiN My fAcE

TC: A MiLlIoN HoRnS HoNkIn rAcKeTs iN PiLeS

TC: A OnE WhEeL DeViCe wHaT CaN RoCkEt iN StYlE

TC: Is sHiT ThAt wHaT I WiSh fOr

TC: BeCaUsE... (MoThErFuCkIn cHoRuS BrO)

TC: I'M AlL A FiRm bElIeVeR At tHe mIrAcLeS

TC: Do yOu hAvE TiMe fOr mY MiRaClEs, BrOtHeR :o)

TC: Do yOu gEt yOuR NoTiCe oN Of tHe mIrAcLeS

TC: So mAnY FuCkIn mIrAcLeS, tHe mAgIc mOtHeRfUcKiN MiRaClEs

TC: HoNk.

AT: oHH,

AT: hAHA, oH YEAH, tHAT WAS,

AT: sOO STRICT,

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AT: mOST DEFINITELY, yOUR RHYMES,

AT: tHEY ARE RUTHLESSLY DISCIPLINARY, aND MY HEAR DUCTS HAVE BEEN NAUGHTY,

AT: i THINK,

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TC: ThEy bE As fOrEvEr aS My lImItLeSs fAiTh iN AlL My bElIeViNgS AnD ShIt.

AT: }:O

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TC: AsIdE Of pLoWiNg nOsE FuCkInG FiRsT InTo a bItChIn pAn oF TeNaCiOuS MuCiLaGe

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AT: yEAHHH,

AT: oH YEAH, tHESE MOST ENTIRELY CAN BE PROVIDED,

AT: tHEY CAN BE DROPPED STRAIGHT INTO THE ORIFICES YOU MENTIONED,

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TC: DrOp iT LiKe yOu sPaCeD OuT AnD FoRgOt yOu wErE HoLdInG It iN ThE FiRsT MoThErFuCkIn pLaCe.

AT: yOU BROUGHT UP A PAN, uH,

AT: iN THAT LAST sTAN, zA

AT: bUT THE ONE i'M A FAN, oF

AT: iS THE PAN HANDLED PUP, a,

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AT: yES, sHIT, iS A LEGIT,

AT: tHING TO SAY ABOUT IT,

AT: aBOUT THE PAN WITH THE MANGRIT,

AT: oN WHOM i NOW SLAM IT,

TC: SlAm iT LiKe a fUcKiN DoOr bY AcCiDeNt oN SoMeThInG ThAt hUrTs!!!

TC: HoNkHoNkHoNkHoNkHoNk.

AT: yOU CAN'T HANDLE MY SLAMS,

AT: wELL, uNLESS WHEN YOU CAN,

AT: iN WHICH CASE, tHAT'S COOL, uH

AT: i JUST SERVE UP THE HOOPLA,

AT: tO GOAT NOSES, tHAT ARE HOOPLESS, }:o)

AT: aBOUT THE PAN, wHO'S CALLED PUPA,

AT: iN THE CASE YOU WERE CLUELESS,

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AT: aND IS ABLE TO STAND, uP,

AT: oN LEGS uNLIKE MINE, wHICH,

AT: aRE FUNCTIONALLY USELESS,

TC: GoD DaAaAaAaAaAaAaMn. YoU ArE DeAlIn sOmE HeArTy rEpRoAcH ToNiGhT.

TC: FlYiNg fUcKiN HiGh, MaN.

TC: HiGhEr tHaN A LaUgHsAsSiN Up oN ThE MoThErFuCkIn gRiEf tRaPeZe.

TC: HiGhEr tHaN A SuBjUgGlAtOr gEtTiN HiS WeEp oN FoR ThE VaSt hOnK I BeLiEvE In tO CoMe.

AT: hAHA, i WISH, }:)

TC: No bRo i'm sErIoUs, YoUr rHyMeS ArE FlY As tHe mOsT WiCkEd pIeCe oF ShIt a mIrAcLe eVeR ToOk iN ThE SkY.

TC: SoMeOnE ClIp tHeIr mOtHeRfUcKiN WiNgS So i sTaNd a cHaNcE! wHoOpS, i mEaN SiT A ChAnCe, FuCk...

AT: tHE ONLY THING MORE FLY THAN THE RHYMES,

AT: i'M SAYING TO EXPRESS ALL MY MALICES,

AT: iS THE ABILITY HE HAD i WISH WAS MINE,

AT: iNSTEAD OF i GUESS, THIS EXCESSIVE PARALYSIS,

TC: (lOoK OuT FoR ThE HoOk bRo!!!)

TC: GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS, gEt oFfA ThOsE WhEeLs.

TC: If mIrAcLeS ArEn't fAkE He'lL GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS!

AT: bUT HIGH, iN THIS CASE, hAS DOUBLE THE MEANING,

AT: iT MEANS HE CAN FLY, pLUS DOES HIGH SELF ESTEEMING,

AT: tHAT'S TWO THINGS HE HAS, tHAT i'D RATHER WERE MINE,

AT: hIS TWO FLAPPY WINGS, aND hIS BIG HEALTHY SPINE,

AT: oOPS,

AT: tHAT'S THREE THINGS,,,

TC: GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS, gEt oFfA ThOsE WhEeLs.

TC: If mIrAcLeS ArEn't fAkE He'lL GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS!

AT: uSING MY LEAST USELESS FOOT,

AT: tO KICK IT BACK OVER TO YOU, fRIEND,

TC: ShIiIt,

AT: sLAM IT, uHH, lIKE, tHE DOOR IN THE FACE OF A CULLING DRONE,

AT: lET'S PRETEND THAT'S A REAL POSSIBILITY, aND NOT INVITATION TO AN EVEN MORE PAINFUL DEATH, jUST FOR THE SAKE OF THAT EXPRESSION,

TC: MoThErFuCk iT, mOtHeRfUcKeR!

TC: PuRe mAgIc iS AlL WhEn tHeRe bE HaTcHiN Of gRuBs

TC: I'Ve sEeN ShIt tHaT WoUlD ShOcK YoUr lOoKsTuBs

TC: I PeEpEd oN A PlAcE Of 6 tRiLlIoN HeMoS

TC: AlL Up aT OnE RoCk, BlEeDiNg aS EqUaLs

TC: It's eAsY To sEe iF YoU SeArCh aLl yOuR FeElInS

TC: ThAt pEaCe hApPeNs fIrSt, AnD MuRdEr's tHe sEqUeL

TC: It's tHe bEaUtY Of tHe cArNiVaL, tHe mAgIc's iN TeNtS

TC: FuCkIn dArKnEsS OuTsIdE, bUt tHe lIgHt mAkEs yOu wInCe

TC: JuSt tAkE My mOtHeR FuCkIn hAnD BrO

TC: PuT On yOuR ShAdEs, PuLl bAcK ThE FlAp

TC: AnD GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS!!!

AT: oKAY, i DID,

AT: nOW i'M ON THE FLOOR, mOTIONLESS, iN A TERRIBLE WAY,

AT: sO i GOT BACK ON THE WHEELS, iT WAS,

AT: i NICE THOUGHT THOUGH,

TC: HaHaHa fUcK MoThErFuCkIn yEaH!

TC: LeT'S TaKe tHiS NiNjA-tItTiEd BiTcH BaCk tO ThE HiVe wItH ThE ChOrUs...

TC: ToGeThEr mY MiRaClE BrOtHeR!

AT: yES,

TC: I'M AlL A FiRm bElIeVeR At tHe mIrAcLeS

AT: dO YOU HAVE TIME FOR, mY MIRACLES, rELIGIOUS FRIEND, }:)

TC: Do yOu gEt yOuR NoTiCe oN Of tHe mIrAcLeS

AT: sO MANY, uH, gRATUITOUS EXPLETIVE, mIRACLES, tHE MAGIC MOTHER, aLSO eXPLETIVE, mIRACLES,

TC: FuCk yEs, HeReS WhErE ThE SlAm tUrNs tO NoThIn bUt hOnKs...

TC: HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk

TC: HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk

AT: HONK,

TC: FuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuCk!

AT: iT'S LESS APPROPRIATE FOR ME TO DO THE HONKS, tHAN YOU, bUT THAT WAS STILL GREAT,

TC: YeAh, BrO. yEaH!!!

AT: tHE SLAMS WERE TRULY PRIME, aND,

AT: yOUR RELIGIOUS VIEWS, tHOUGH i DON'T SHARE THEM, aRE,

AT: rEASONABLY INSPIRATIONAL,

AT: i THINK i'M IN THE PROCESS OF RELEASING AT LEAST ONE TEAR,

TC: Me tOo, BrO, yOu mOtHeR FuCkIn kNoW ThErE Be sOmE Of mY EyE's RoYaL JeLlY To gO WiTh yOuR EmOtIoNaL pEaNuT BuTtEr.

AT: wHOA, aHA, hA,

TC: ThIs iS BeAuTiFuL, dUdE, i fEeL So aT ChIlL WiTh yOu.

AT: yEAH, fRIENDLINESS WITH YOU IS, pRETTY MUCH ALWAYS NICE, aND FUN TO HAVE,

TC: HeY...

TC: WhEn wE Up aNd sTaRt tO KiCk aT ThIs rEd TeAm NoIsE,

TC: YoU ShOuLd mAkE YoUr wAy tO GeT YoUr hAnG On aT My hIvE.

AT: oH, yES, tOTALLY,

TC: We cOuLd sPlIt a tIn oF ThE PiMpEsT SnEeZe i gOt oN HaNd, BaKeD Up aLl sPeCiAl fOr yOu.

TC: AnD ThEn mAyBe mAkE OuT A LiTtLe.

AT: uH,

TC: ;o)

AT: ,

AT: ,,

AT: ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[knights-unwelcommentary]

And also.. Tavros seems to avoid using low blood vocabulary when talking with Gamzee

TC: If mOtHeRfUcKiN MaGiC'S AlL We'vE EvEr kNoWn aT TC: ThEn iT'S EaSy tO Be mIsSiN WhAt bE FuCkIn tHe hApS TC: BuT I'M AlL ScOpIn aT MiRaClEs tHaT ArE Up iN ThE AiR TC: GoT My sEe oN Of mIrAcLeS, tHeY'Re hErE AnD ThEy'rE ThErE TC: I Be cHeCkIn tHe mIrAcLeS WhIlE FaLlInG DoWn sTaIrS TC: SeEn tHe sHiT OuT A MiRaClEs tHaT ArE AlL BeInG Up aT BaSiCaLlY PrEtTy mUcH EvErYwHeRe, FuCk... TC: OcEaNs oF FaYgO FuCkIn gLiTtEr lIkE SpAcE TC: A FiSt fUlL Of sTaRdUsT'S WhAt's pOoFiN My fAcE TC: A MiLlIoN HoRnS HoNkIn rAcKeTs iN PiLeS TC: A OnE WhEeL DeViCe wHaT CaN RoCkEt iN StYlE TC: Is sHiT ThAt wHaT I WiSh fOr TC: BeCaUsE... (MoThErFuCkIn cHoRuS BrO) TC: I'M AlL A FiRm bElIeVeR At tHe mIrAcLeS TC: Do yOu hAvE TiMe fOr mY MiRaClEs, BrOtHeR :o) TC: Do yOu gEt yOuR NoTiCe oN Of tHe mIrAcLeS TC: So mAnY FuCkIn mIrAcLeS, tHe mAgIc mOtHeRfUcKiN MiRaClEs TC: HoNk. AT: oHH, AT: hAHA, oH YEAH, tHAT WAS, AT: sOO STRICT, TC: AhAhA, yEaH, bRo? AT: mOST DEFINITELY, yOUR RHYMES, AT: tHEY ARE RUTHLESSLY DISCIPLINARY, aND MY HEAR DUCTS HAVE BEEN NAUGHTY, AT: i THINK, AT: tHEY ARE NAUGHTY FOR MORE, }:) TC: MoThErFuCk dUdE, yOu bEsT UnDeRsTaNd i gOt mOrE SlAmS In mE. TC: ThEy bE As fOrEvEr aS My lImItLeSs fAiTh iN AlL My bElIeViNgS AnD ShIt. AT: }:O TC: BuT WhAt i mOtHeRfUcKiN NeEd, My bRoThEr... TC: AsIdE Of pLoWiNg nOsE FuCkInG FiRsT InTo a bItChIn pAn oF TeNaCiOuS MuCiLaGe TC: Is tO ChEcK OuT WhAt sLaMs yOu cAn sTiCk iN My dUcTs! AT: yEAHHH, AT: oH YEAH, tHESE MOST ENTIRELY CAN BE PROVIDED, AT: tHEY CAN BE DROPPED STRAIGHT INTO THE ORIFICES YOU MENTIONED, TC: HaHa, FuCkIn dRoP It bRo! TC: DrOp iT LiKe yOu sPaCeD OuT AnD FoRgOt yOu wErE HoLdInG It iN ThE FiRsT MoThErFuCkIn pLaCe. AT: yOU BROUGHT UP A PAN, uH, AT: iN THAT LAST sTAN, zA AT: bUT THE ONE i'M A FAN, oF AT: iS THE PAN HANDLED PUP, a, TC: ShIiIiIiIiIiIt. AT: yES, sHIT, iS A LEGIT, AT: tHING TO SAY ABOUT IT, AT: aBOUT THE PAN WITH THE MANGRIT, AT: oN WHOM i NOW SLAM IT, TC: SlAm iT LiKe a fUcKiN DoOr bY AcCiDeNt oN SoMeThInG ThAt hUrTs!!!

TC: HoNkHoNkHoNkHoNkHoNk. AT: yOU CAN'T HANDLE MY SLAMS, AT: wELL, uNLESS WHEN YOU CAN, AT: iN WHICH CASE, tHAT'S COOL, uH AT: i JUST SERVE UP THE HOOPLA, AT: tO GOAT NOSES, tHAT ARE HOOPLESS, }:o) AT: aBOUT THE PAN, wHO'S CALLED PUPA, AT: iN THE CASE YOU WERE CLUELESS, AT: aBOUT THE PAN WHO CAN MAN, uP, AT: aND IS ABLE TO STAND, uP, AT: oN LEGS uNLIKE MINE, wHICH, AT: aRE FUNCTIONALLY USELESS, TC: GoD DaAaAaAaAaAaAaMn. YoU ArE DeAlIn sOmE HeArTy rEpRoAcH ToNiGhT. TC: FlYiNg fUcKiN HiGh, MaN. TC: HiGhEr tHaN A LaUgHsAsSiN Up oN ThE MoThErFuCkIn gRiEf tRaPeZe. TC: HiGhEr tHaN A SuBjUgGlAtOr gEtTiN HiS WeEp oN FoR ThE

VaSt hOnK I BeLiEvE In tO CoMe. AT: hAHA, i WISH, }:) TC: No bRo i'm sErIoUs, YoUr rHyMeS ArE FlY As tHe mOsT WiCkEd pIeCe oF ShIt a mIrAcLe eVeR ToOk iN ThE SkY. TC: SoMeOnE ClIp tHeIr mOtHeRfUcKiN WiNgS So i sTaNd a cHaNcE! wHoOpS, i mEaN SiT A ChAnCe, FuCk... AT: tHE ONLY THING MORE FLY THAN THE RHYMES, AT: i'M SAYING TO EXPRESS ALL MY MALICES, AT: iS THE ABILITY HE HAD i WISH WAS MINE, AT: iNSTEAD OF i GUESS, THIS EXCESSIVE PARALYSIS, TC: (lOoK OuT FoR ThE HoOk bRo!!!) TC: GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS, gEt oFfA ThOsE WhEeLs. TC: If mIrAcLeS ArEn't fAkE He'lL GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS! AT: bUT HIGH, iN THIS CASE, hAS DOUBLE THE MEANING, AT: iT MEANS HE CAN FLY, pLUS DOES HIGH SELF ESTEEMING, AT: tHAT'S TWO THINGS HE HAS, tHAT i'D RATHER WERE MINE, AT: hIS TWO FLAPPY WINGS, aND hIS BIG HEALTHY SPINE, AT: oOPS,

AT: tHAT'S THREE THINGS,,, TC: GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS, gEt oFfA ThOsE WhEeLs. TC: If mIrAcLeS ArEn't fAkE He'lL GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS! AT: uSING MY LEAST USELESS FOOT, AT: tO KICK IT BACK OVER TO YOU, fRIEND, TC: ShIiIt, AT: sLAM IT, uHH, lIKE, tHE DOOR IN THE FACE OF A CULLING DRONE, AT: lET'S PRETEND THAT'S A REAL POSSIBILITY, aND NOT INVITATION TO AN EVEN MORE PAINFUL DEATH, jUST FOR THE SAKE OF THAT EXPRESSION,

TC: MoThErFuCk iT, mOtHeRfUcKeR! TC: PuRe mAgIc iS AlL WhEn tHeRe bE HaTcHiN Of gRuBs TC: I'Ve sEeN ShIt tHaT WoUlD ShOcK YoUr lOoKsTuBs TC: I PeEpEd oN A PlAcE Of 6 tRiLlIoN HeMoS TC: AlL Up aT OnE RoCk, BlEeDiNg aS EqUaLs TC: It's eAsY To sEe iF YoU SeArCh aLl yOuR FeElInS TC: ThAt pEaCe hApPeNs fIrSt, AnD MuRdEr's tHe sEqUeL TC: It's tHe bEaUtY Of tHe cArNiVaL, tHe mAgIc's iN TeNtS TC: FuCkIn dArKnEsS OuTsIdE, bUt tHe lIgHt mAkEs yOu wInCe TC: JuSt tAkE My mOtHeR FuCkIn hAnD BrO TC: PuT On yOuR ShAdEs, PuLl bAcK ThE FlAp TC: AnD GeT OfFa tHoSe wHeElS!!!

AT: oKAY, i DID, AT: nOW i'M ON THE FLOOR, mOTIONLESS, iN A TERRIBLE WAY, AT: sO i GOT BACK ON THE WHEELS, iT WAS, AT: i NICE THOUGHT THOUGH, TC: HaHaHa fUcK MoThErFuCkIn yEaH! TC: LeT'S TaKe tHiS NiNjA-tItTiEd BiTcH BaCk tO ThE HiVe wItH ThE ChOrUs... TC: ToGeThEr mY MiRaClE BrOtHeR!

AT: yES, TC: I'M AlL A FiRm bElIeVeR At tHe mIrAcLeS AT: dO YOU HAVE TIME FOR, mY MIRACLES, rELIGIOUS FRIEND, }:)

TC: Do yOu gEt yOuR NoTiCe oN Of tHe mIrAcLeS AT: sO MANY, uH, gRATUITOUS EXPLETIVE, mIRACLES, tHE MAGIC MOTHER, aLSO eXPLETIVE, mIRACLES, TC: FuCk yEs, HeReS WhErE ThE SlAm tUrNs tO NoThIn bUt hOnKs... TC: HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk TC: HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk hOnK HoNk AT: HONK,

TC: FuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuCk! AT: iT'S LESS APPROPRIATE FOR ME TO DO THE HONKS, tHAN YOU, bUT THAT WAS STILL GREAT, TC: YeAh, BrO. yEaH!!! AT: tHE SLAMS WERE TRULY PRIME, aND, AT: yOUR RELIGIOUS VIEWS, tHOUGH i DON'T SHARE THEM, aRE, AT: rEASONABLY INSPIRATIONAL, AT: i THINK i'M IN THE PROCESS OF RELEASING AT LEAST ONE TEAR, TC: Me tOo, BrO, yOu mOtHeR FuCkIn kNoW ThErE Be sOmE Of mY EyE's RoYaL JeLlY To gO WiTh yOuR EmOtIoNaL pEaNuT BuTtEr. AT: wHOA, aHA, hA, TC: ThIs iS BeAuTiFuL, dUdE, i fEeL So aT ChIlL WiTh yOu. AT: yEAH, fRIENDLINESS WITH YOU IS, pRETTY MUCH ALWAYS NICE, aND FUN TO HAVE, TC: HeY... TC: WhEn wE Up aNd sTaRt tO KiCk aT ThIs rEd TeAm NoIsE, TC: YoU ShOuLd mAkE YoUr wAy tO GeT YoUr hAnG On aT My hIvE. AT: oH, yES, tOTALLY, TC: We cOuLd sPlIt a tIn oF ThE PiMpEsT SnEeZe i gOt oN HaNd, BaKeD Up aLl sPeCiAl fOr yOu. TC: AnD ThEn mAyBe mAkE OuT A LiTtLe. AT: uH, TC: ;o) AT: , AT: ,,

From reading the transcript it seems like Gamzee doesn't use low blood vocabulary at all until he goes full murderclown

I'm picturing a random adult troll's reaction: you can't be talking like that purple wiggler

[tiptapricot]

I’ve been having a lot of Evil Robo BnT thoughts recently, so here’s a bunch of them! This ended up pretty long just as a forwarning djjdjd

Post DeNomolos, Evil BnT are forced to do a lot of self exploration and discovery

They’re two robots from the far future, stuck in the past with each other and the two humongously important historical figures they were not only sent back to kill, but also physically made to look and sound exactly like, with no way back to their own time and no further reason to carry out the mission they were created for

It’s a lot to adjust to

(Three uses of the f-slur near the end in a canon compliant/reclaimed usage context, and implied sexual content, but extremely mild)

It still doesn’t have much of an impact on them at first though, besides some anger and annoyance. They don’t feel emotions in the same way or to the same depth that humans do, so they kind of fall back on: this sucks and that guy was a dick, guess we have to live in the stupid past now, and that’s the extent of it

But they’re also AIs, and AIs learn and grow

They hide out in a cheap apartment for the first few months or so back, going out to steal money to pay for rent and to pick up movies and stuff, but it’s exposure to the world, it’s living. And the more they interact with people, the more media they consume, the more the rigid walls of their programming break down and expand

And that’s when things start getting complicated

Because that’s when things like morals, sense of self, purpose in life, and, to their horror, real emotions start coming into play

Their evil edges start corroding, things stop being as straightforward, and they start developing into their own complex people

Being Bill and Ted with a few glorified descriptors stuck on the front starts feeling… weird, especially when they inevitably end up running into them again and being around them more

Because they’re supposed to be Bill and Ted, but they aren’t, and yet they can’t completely deny the parts of themselves that are….. it’s frustrating

As a first step in both asserting and exploring their individuality, they choose their own names

Evil Bill chooses Willis, or Will for short, and Evil Ted goes with Theoneous, Theo for short

It’s different enough to feel like their own thing, while still appeasing the ingrained itch to take BnT’s place

There are gaps like that, a disconnect/mental dissonance between their consciousnesses and the knowledge that they’re robots, circuitboards and wires and code, like a separation between what they feel is them and what they feel is the robot

That’s an experience that continues as they grow, especially as they try and figure out what to do with their lives. It’s tough sometimes, to figure out where the programming ends and where their own wants and drives begin

They’re the only ones familiar enough with future tech to help each other when they experience technical issues or need repairs, and the only ones they feel comfortable being that physically vulnerable with

It leads to them being kind of codependent, but it’s warranted in a lot of ways

They also naturally stick closer to each other, because even though they grow to have emotions and are able to care about people, they aren’t totally mushy

They don’t get as upset about things, or as excited, and while they form their own kind of love for the people they end up caring about (without admitting it), they’re still never able to connect with humans in the same way they connect with each other

It’s this inherent wall, a difference in how they experience the world

Their forms of affection are machine based, just like how humans are human based. They’ll give each other cold packs when it’s hot or they’ve been moving a lot, they’ll do evening maintenance on each other, chatting while one of them has their hand in the other’s chest cavity, and they jump on each other or bang their shoulders together super hard, because they can’t feel a thing and they’re durable enough for it, and that’s fun to them

That doesn’t really carry over to human interaction though, and a lot of times they end up coming across as cold or mean

They generally have a rougher seeming relationship than most humans. There’s a lot of teasing and insults and slapping, which turns most people off from them, but that’s how they show they’re comfortable (it’s also how they show they don’t like people, but there’s a subtle and meaningful difference there, AKA that they won’t purposefully try to harm the former party)

Robots process sound differently too, for them it’s more of a physical experience than just listening

Will’s guilty pleasure is that he likes to listen to piano (secretly), especially Debussy and other classical that sounds similar. Something about it makes his circuitry feel good and fuzzy and calms him down

He doesn’t feel comfortable telling Theo about it, it still feels like a dumb pussweed thing to be into (plus it continues to make him have some most non metal thoughts about kissing and That’s DEFINITELY not something he can share)

They also both really like death metal. Though they were loosely programmed with the knowledge of BnT’s music taste, it’s not quite their style, and they lean towards the more intense stuff

They do that in most fields though, since it usually takes higher energy stuff to get them going/excited/into something

That’s why they roughhouse a lot, and mess things up, and drive recklessly, it forces their mechanics to process more things more quickly, and as a result gives them their own form of dopamine/adrenaline

Sometimes things backfire, they’ve fucked themselves up accidentally on more then one occasion when stuff goes too far or isn’t what they expect, but they’re always there to patch each other up

When their synth skin gets ripped or torn they don’t always bother to repair it, and underneath there’s a layer of see through hard plastic and their bodies look like those clear case electronics that were popular in the 90s (idea cred to @juiceboxfrog !)

They also have inspector gadget-like telescoping stretch arms at their wrist and ankle joints, but they don’t use those much because they’re unsettling to most humans. Definitely a leg up when they want to climb places the shouldn’t, though (idea cred to @showbiz-za !)

Theo is more prone to needing fix ups than Will, since the extra wiring that was installed for the time and space spanning camera DeNomolos gave him made him more susceptible to short circuiting, over heating, and other glitches

After awhile he just takes his left eye out and leaves it like that, keeping his hair in his face to cover it. It doesn’t do anything for the internal parts of it he still has, but it’s not like it’s a loss. The connection port kept sparking, and it was uncomfortable and kept fucking with his vision, so it wasn’t worth it

Plus he didn’t really like that it used to be a camera… or still could be

One of the things Will and Theo both have to get used to is actually valuing their own privacy and autonomy

When DeNomolos was around they were just his tools, tools that he didn’t even like

They honestly grow to resent him pretty fast, both with his treatment of them, and, when their emotions are especially out of control, his creation of them

They don’t talk about it much, or when they do it’s mainly anger, not addressing or showing the more raw parts they do feel, because that’s still foreign to them, and their circuits weren’t designed to process or understand more complex stuff

Complex stuff like how being around Ted more makes Theo develop a certain… insecurity

It’s not like the connections are hard to make: he looks like Ted, he sounds like Ted, he was meant to be Ted, Ted has a dickweed of a dad, and Theo had a dickweed of a creator, Ted has Bill and Theo has Will

But Theo doesn’t have Deacon

And while he doesn’t want to be exactly like Ted, part of him also does (it was made to). Part of him wants to be human, to have those natural connections and someone to watch over

But he doesn’t and it’s weird*

He tries to ignore it, chalks it up to his drive still attempting to put him on his original track of replacing Ted, and therefore making him more aware of the family roles Ted has

For all he knows that is what it is, he’s just a robot after all

Even though they aren’t really ones for mushy love, Will and Theo do love each other

You can’t not when you know the other person inside and out, literally

They joke a lot about that when they’re doing repairs (“Dude you’re holding my heart, pretty faggy of you.”), and though they laugh, there’s an unspoken intimacy to it, something that sits warm in their wires and goes beyond platonic; something (though they would never describe it as such) loving about getting to take care of each other, and getting to get taken care of

The jokes also stop being jokes after awhile and take on a charge, morphing into unofficial flirting

Eventually that charge sparks, and their relationship becomes a different kind of physical. That’s new, too, a type of exploration neither of them are familiar with, but it’s nice, it’s good, and it’s easier to write off as casual and not meaningful than anything else (for the record I do think this works/plays out different for them than it does for humans, but I will nOt get into that here or anywhere lmao)

That arrangement doesn’t last forever, though, because one night Theo has a bad malfunction that cause him to completely power down, and it sends Will into a panic

It takes him almost an hour to fix the problem and for Theo to reboot, and when he comes back Will can’t stop touching him and checking in and it’s weird

“Why are you so worked up dude, this’s happened plenty of times.”

“Yeah I know you just… you fritzed out and went limp and it freaked me out dude.”

“So? You know this is nothing to worry about. I don’t get why you’re kinda acting like such a pussweed dude.”

“I didn’t know what was wrong! That’s plenty of reason to be fucking worried!”

“Not for you! Not for us! Why the hell do you care so much this time?”

“Because I love you, asshole!”

And then there’s silence, and staring, and then Theo cracks a smile

“Heh, fag.”

Kissing after a confession, as it turns out, makes both of them short circuit, and they wake up three days later still tangled up on top of each other, half falling off the apartment couch

“Y’know… I think we’re both fags now dude,” Will whispers, and they chuckle in the space between their mouths. “I did it first though.”

*he does get this later with Billie and Thea, but that’s a whole separate post

(As one last thing wanted to add that Love Came Along by Pansy Division perfectly encapsulates the vibes of Will n Theo’s relationship to me, AKA something casual and almost humorous while still being super intimate and emotional, so def check it out if you’re ok with suuuuper explicitly sexual lyrics bfgjgfdfg)

Headcanons masterpost

[ultimatebethylficlist]

New Author of The Month: July 2021

Our featured “new” artist this month isn’t exactly new, though she is what could be called “new adjacent.” And she was nominated for Breakthrough New Author in the 2020 Moonshine Awards! After stepping away from fandom for a few years, she’s back with some amazing contributions: it’s @sheriffandsteel​ (or @lumierelalune​ ) !

sheriffandsteel can be found on both AO3 and FFN under the same penname.

When asked what got her into the Bethyl fandom and what it means to her, she said:

I was a casual fan of TWD until season 4. After Beth and Daryl’s interaction at the end of 4x01 I felt like there was something there and when they left the prison together, I needed fics to get me through the hiatus. It was the first ship I was ever truly invested in and the first one I started writing for regularly.  Bethyl is a huge creative outlet for me and the feedback I’ve gotten for my writing has shaped me into a better and more confident writer. I left the fandom for several years after Beth was shot, she is a character I really love and relate to and it just got to be too painful to watch the show without her there. I recently started rewatching TWD because I want to watch the last season as it airs and when I hit season 4 Bethyl sucked me right back in again. Coming back and writing for this fandom has been like coming home. There are so many amazing writers and stories out there and such wonderful people in this fandom. Thank you everyone who writes and reads for this pairing and keeps this ship going!  

For her personal fic rec list, she recommends:

(Everything these authors write is amazing and I recommend all of their fics but these are my stand out favorites.)

Rocky Mountain One Shots by VeeCWS

it's going to take you people years to recover from all of the damage by wandering_gypsy_feet 

Kaleidoscope by nouveaulove  

She's breathing by burningupasun 

Relativity by seren23 

Where the tracks meet by PunkyNemo (TheVampireCat)  

even when you wake up by wellthatdepends 

We Can Be Good Again by Schwoozie 

You’re the Only Thing I See by sunken_ships

Ticking Clocks by Abelina

sheriffandsteel’s Works & Personal Thoughts:

between the beginning and the end Summary: When Daryl signed on to be up and coming country singer Beth Greene’s bodyguard, he had figured it'd be a pretty easy gig, just watch out for overzealous fans and not let the girl get into any trouble. He hadn’t counted on the insane hours, her obsessed stalker, or Beth herself. He sure as hell didn’t count on four months later the whole world going to shit. Thoughts: This is my favorite thing I have ever written. It contains two timelines which is turning into a bigger undertaking than I was expecting but it is so much fun to write. My only regret is that I started posting it before I got caught up with TWD (I only just reached season 8) I would have included more show characters and less OCs. The response to it has been so kind and I'm so happy people are taking a chance on it. 

Come Back to Me Summary: He has to leave her body behind when the walkers come. He has just turned away and closed his eyes when hers snap open. Thoughts: I wrote this immediately after Beth died and it helped me get through my grief over her demise.  

Side Effects of Consuming Moonshine  Summary: Moonshine is an extremely strong drink and the side effects of drinking moonshine are not to be taken lightly. Thoughts: I always enjoy fics that are written different than just prose and this was my first try at writing one. I’m really happy with how it turned out.  

the difference between living and surviving Summary: Unable to find any other survivors Beth and Daryl head out alone and begin to learn how one can bear to live in this new world. Thoughts: this is the first multi-chapter fic I ever wrote and while it is not a story I would write now it will always hold a special place in my heart. It is one of my most popular fics and I still get sweet comments on it which means a lot to me. 

I don’t, but I will Summary: Admittedly agreeing to be Beth's plus one to her sister's wedding was probably not the smartest decision Daryl had ever made. But boy were the consequences worth it. Thoughts: I’m not a big fan of non-ZA AUs for this pairing, I’m too big of an apocalypse fan. This is one of the few AUs I’ve written and it's my favorite because of the fluff and everyone is alive.  

Reunion  Summary: The town of Terminus was no stranger to reunions, but some always stood out in people's minds. Thoughts: I wrote this before the show reached Terminus and I just really like it as a soft what could have been even though it is nowhere close to what happened on the show.

Although she’s certainly no stranger to Bethyl fanfiction, we are so glad to have her back and see new content from her! Keep an eye out for more from this author, and in the meantime, make sure you catch up on her older pieces!

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Pairing: 80s Heartthrob! Lucas x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, a hint of Angst

Warnings: Wild kissing, fingering, protected sex, praising, dirty talking

Word Count: 9.4K

Description: The campus heartthrob Lucas asks you for a pencil in class and invites you to dinner later, thinking you would fall for him as fast as the other girls. To his surprise, you will become his hardest catch and the thief of his heart. This story develops in the 80s, it contains a lot of 80s slang. 

“This History class makes me ralph,” you heard from your right side in the classroom. You looked with the corner of your eye to see Lucas, the biggest heartthrob on campus, with both hands on his face.

Any girl from campus would feel so lucky to be sitting right next to the campus cutie, but not you, you really didn’t care. In fact, you didn’t find him that fine, he was pretty normal to you. So, you decided to ignore him and keep paying attention to the class.

A few minutes later you heard again, “Hey, sweet thang, do you have a pencil I can borrow?” You thought he was talking to another person, so you didn’t even bother to look.

But then you heard, “Psst! Hey you, pretty thing on my left”. Surprised, you eyed him without saying nothing, trying to still hear what the professor was saying.

“Yes you,” he whispered when you looked at him. “Can I borrow a pencil?”

You just nodded and fished for your pencil case in your backpack. You then passed him the darn pencil and continued to pay attention to the class.

 At the end of the class, you already had forgotten about the pencil, so you packed your stuff and when you were about to walk out the classroom someone pulled you by the arm, making you stop abruptly.

You looked back alarmed to meet with Lucas big-rounded eyes.

“Sorry, I just wanted to give your pencil back,” he smiled. You could see why every girl was swooning over him, he kinda had a charm.

“You can keep it, I think you need it more than I do,” you smirked because you just called him moron.

His eyes scanned you from down to up, was he checking you out?

You confirmed your assumption with his next line, “Say, let me thank you then. How ‘bout we do lunch? My treat. We can get some za and brew. Whatchu think?” You hate his smug face.

You wanted to turn him down, though it was a tempting invitation, you weren’t about to be one more on his i-fuck-em-i-leave-em list.

“Hmm... I’ll pencil you in, just in case something comes up,” you left him in uncertainty.

“Schweet,” he said in his deep voice. There you had another reason why girls pissed their pants for him. “See ya’ around then,” he let you go.

 Your friend, who was waiting outside, saw everything and as soon as you stepped outside the classroom said, “Drop some science, homegirl.”

You rolled your eyes, “There’s nothing, I just gave him a pencil.”

“So you just gave a Pencil to THE Lucas, as if nothing?” She asked surprised.

“No duh! I’m telling you, he asked me for a pencil and I just gave it to him,” you explained again.

“Don’t bogart! I feel like there’s something more,” she squinted her eyes.

“Ugh, fine! Can you believe he asked to do lunch with me?” A smile started forming on your face.

“No way!” She squealed in the hallway.

“I kid you not!”

“Dude, that’s radical! What did you say?” She was so excited you almost felt guilty for saying no to Lucas.

“I said I’d pencil him in,” you whispered.

“Why would you do that?! Do you know the possibilities!?” She was so disappointed.

“Listen, like, I don’t wanna be another one on his list. You know his rep. I’m not about to be played again,” you confessed.

“Hey, but at least you would be getting played by someone fly as fuck! Have you seen that man?! He’s like fine as hell!”

“Not even,” you scoffed.

“Even! Where are your eyes?!”

“Ugh, whatever, I didn’t say no, if I change my mind I’d tell him,” you started walking to leave.

 Lucas POV

He met with his squad at the parking lot, everyone was waiting for him.

“Was about time!” Said Mark as soon as he saw him.

“Homeboy, where the fuck were you?” asked Hendery.

“Bruh, I just met this betty on my history class, I was trying to ask her out but she kinda said no,” he looked bummed.

“Tough, homie,” said Hendery.

“Anyways, what’s the plan? What are y’all down for?” He wanted to forget everything asap.

“How ‘bout we go to the dinner, we can grab some beer,” suggested Mark.

“Bitchin’”

 Your POV

Your friend and you decided to go to the dinner to get something to eat before returning home. After all, it was Wednesday and you needed to study. Some food would be nice.

You were sharing some fries and milkshakes when suddenly you saw him: Lucas.

You panicked a little but tried to look cool. You couldn’t fool your friend. “You saw a ghost or something?” But when she turned around, she knew the reason. Lucas was walking in with a few friends.

“Oh! Look who’s here! Maybe now you can actually tell him yes,” she joked.

“Psych!” You started laughing.

You tried to not draw too much attention so he wouldn’t see you but apparently you were everything he wanted now, as suddenly he was walking to you.

“Gag me with a spoon! He’s coming!” You panicked.

But before your friend could say something he got to the table.

“Heyy, sweet thang, good to see you here!” He sounded excited.

“Hey again,” you smiled nervously.

“Seems life wants us to meet,” he was being smooth.

“For sure,” you nodded.

“Can I sit here?” He pointed to your side on the table.

“Totally,” you said as you moved so he could sit. He looked at your friend and tipped his head, she just smiled back to him.

The thing about Lucas isn’t that he’s attractive, is his choice of words and how smooth he is. In no time, he’ll have you wrapped around his finger because he’s totally good with words.

He quickly felt confident to put his arm over your shoulders. Your friend almost choked on a french fry because he wasn’t being subtle at all.

“So, sweet thang, you have a name?” he said while raising an eyebrow, trying to look fly.

“Yeah, is pencil girl for you,” you were in the mood for joking a little.

He roared of laughter, “Oh baby, you’re really funny,” he commented.

“It’s Y/N,” you said laughing of your own joke.

“Cute,” he pointed out. “So, are you up for that offer? Or are you gonna turn me down again?” He asked.

“Listen, pretty boy, I will accept only because I’m already here,” you explained.

“Bitchin,” he smirked.

Your friend, who already was feeling awkward said, “Imma go talk to Joan about something, be right back!” and she flew out.

When Lucas saw your friend disappeared, he was looking at you, scanning you, trying to learn every detail of you.

“What?” you spat.

He just gave you a lopsided smile and responded, “Nothing, baby.”

“I’m not your baby,” you protested.

“You might be in the future.” This suave motherfucker!

“Not even,” you rolled your eyes.

“That’s what they all say,” he pulled you closer and you turned your head, avoiding what he had in mind to do.

Lucas clearly didn’t know you, you were down for playing this hard-to-get game.

He hummed, “I see, you’re a feisty one. Tell you what,” his lips got closer to your ear to whisper, “I’ve had many like you between my fingers and they all changed their minds as soon as they tried this.”

You couldn’t deny his groggy, deep voice in your ear giving you goosebumps, but you were not going to fall for his games this easily. If he really wanted something, he had to earn it with sacrifice.

“Oh, dear Lucas,” you said giggling evilly, “You don’t know anything about me, homeboy. You want something with me? You gotta earn it, work hard for it, and I might think about it. Okay?” You got up the table and looked at him in disbelief before almost running out of the place.

Your friend noticed and came running right behind you.

“Wait! What happened??” She shouted.

“Well, he just thinks he can whisper in my ear and get in my pants, so I got angry!” You were furious! How dare he! You were walking fast to your dorm.

“What a major hoser! I hope he gets kicked in the balls.”

“That’s not gonna happen, the world is in love with him,” you groaned.

“Well, maybe you can be his kick in the balls,” she shrugged.

“Grody” you grimaced.

  Lucas kept insisting, or should you say persisting? He kept talking to you in class, he would look for you at lunch, he would find any excuse to have a word. You loved to see him try.

You were at your locker storing some books when he appeared from the back, closed your locker door and caged you between his arms.

“Sweet thang, say, would you like to party hardy Friday night?” His breath smelled like peppermint, his eyes were staring at you intensively.

You heavy breathed annoyed, “Lucas, why are you so entitled? Isn’t there any other girl toy for you to bother?”

“Get real, you like me, you just want to seem interesting by playing hard to get,” he said so sure, you almost believe him.

“Oh, I’m so sure! You live in my head now?” You said sarcastically.

“I understand body language, baby” he rose his eyebrows. You just wanted to hit his smug face.

“Eat my shorts, Lucas,” you pushed him out of the way, but he wasn’t giving up so easily.

“Oh, I would love to!” He exclaimed a little too loud in the hallway.

“Hey, barf bag, leave her alone. Don’t you see she’s not into you? Get the hint, homie” said your friend, finally coming to the rescue.

He finally left, and you thanked your girl for the help. You really didn’t understand what was his damage.

  Your neighbor was throwing a party and she invited you. She was so nice, you couldn’t say no, plus, who doesn’t like parties? You invited your friend over because going to parties alone wasn’t fun.

You were looking totally wicked with a colorful shirt tied on the front and some high-waisted jeans, ready to dance your heart out and party hardy.

You could hear the boom of the music from your room, so you tried to hurry up. You ran down the stairs all ready to get greeted by your mom who just arrived from work. She said hi and told you to be safe and have fun.

You met your friend outside and then decided to enter the house. Your cute neighbor received you all happy and quickly gave you some drinks to set up the mood. The music was so nice, there weren’t many people and you all had space to dance.

You were dancing crazily with your friend when suddenly you saw him. You thought it was your brain playing games on you, you thought you were going mental but no, Lucas just entered the house with a few of his friends. Did he know your neighbor?!

“Oh no,” you said in panic but without stopping from dancing.

“What’s happening?” your friend asked.

“I’m gonna spin you so you can see,” you said.

“Kay.”

You changed positions with her and she saw him. “OH! Do you think he knows you’re here? Or is it just a coincidence?”

“I don’t know, with him everything is a surprise,” you rolled your eyes.

“Just let it flow, he hasn’t noticed you’re here.”

“Well, he will soon, let’s go get a drink,” you pulled her by the wrist.

 At the kitchen, you found your neighbor, “Hey! Are you having fun?” she said too excited, you suspected she was tipsy already.

“Yeah!! This party is hella stellar!” you said as you grabbed a drink for yourself.

“I’m glad! Well, I’ll be going around, my crush just arrived!” she giggled.

“Go get him!!” you encouraged her.

“He’s the cutest! Though he came with some friends, I’m trying my luck here,” she explained. Could it be one of Lucas friends? You decided to ask her.

“By any chance, is Lucas one of his friends?” That sounded so nosy, but fuck it!

“Yeah, is there any problem?” she looked so confused.

“No! Not at all,” you blushed.

She then smirked, great! Now they would think you like him. “Don’t tell me you like him?”

“Not even!!” you panicked, but now your neighbor AND your friend had their own speculations.

 You went back to the dancefloor/living room. Footloose by Kenny Loggings was playing so everyone was dancing happily. You pulled your friend to dance with you. While you were at it, you scanned the whole place to see where Lucas was.

You spotted him talking in a corner, drink in hand. He looked hot as fuck, wearing a leather jacket, black jeans, his jet-black hair styled naturally. Wait, what were you thinking? Must be the alcohol in your system.

Your friend caught you staring and started teasing you, “You don’t have to pretend with me you know? You can’t fool your bff”. She was laughing.

“What do you mean?” you were acting innocent.

“You know what I mean! Y/N, if you like him, you should give him the chance. Just have fun on the ride!” she encouraged you.

“What if I end up hurt?” you asked.

“Well, you know his fame. Try not to get so much into it,” she shrugged. “Though, with this, you’re confessing YOU LIKE HIM!!!”

“Stop!!! I just like the attention,” you sassed.

“Well, don’t panic, but he just spotted you and he’s walking here so act natural,” she said as she pretended to not see him.

“Barf me out,” you said between teeth.

 “Heyyy Sweet thang!” he said happy to see you.

“Oh! Hey, Lucas! I didn’t know you were here!” your acting was radical.

“Yeah, one of the homeboys goes together with the girl that threw the party,” he explained.

“Tubular!”

“Yeah! She’s neighbors with Y/N!” spoiled your dear friend.

You looked at her with menacing eyes, she wasn’t supposed to share that information, less with LUCAS!!

“For real?” he smiled excitedly.

“Yeah…” you said nodding.

“Bitchin!” he exclaimed.

Suddenly I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston started playing, everyone went wild and started dancing again. Lucas looked at you and you looked at him, like you two wanted to dance but nobody worded it.

“You guys should dance!” your friend finally said.

“Are you down?” he asked scratching the back of his head.

“Sure,” you shrugged.

He took your hand and pulled you nearer the dancefloor. He started dancing and smiling, you were hypnotized so you just stood there looking at him while smiling. “Come on! Show me those dance moves!” he pulled you closer and started to shake you to make you dance.

You started moving at the rhythm of the music, he spun you, sometimes his hand held you by the waist for too long. You both were jumping and twisting, having the time of your lives.

The song stopped and you both started laughing, you leaned on him to not fall from the laughter. He didn’t lose time and held you.

“Do you want anything to drink?” he asked being a gentleman.

“Would be gnarly,” you nodded.

“Be right back, sweet thing,” he said as he walked to the kitchen.

Your friend appeared out of nowhere when she noticed he wasn’t near.

“How was it?” she was smirking.

“Wicked good,” you confessed.

“You’re welcome,” she bragged.

“Thanks for saving my life,” you rolled your eyes, but honestly, you were thankful.

“You both were dying to dance! Pussies!” She left suddenly because she saw him walking to you again.

 “Here you go,” he placed his hand on the small of your back.

“Thank you,” you said as you took the drink from his hand.

“You smoke?” he asked casually.

“Nope, do you?” you made a daring face, testing him.

“Not if you don’t,” he smiled. This little bitch!

“Hmm… I see,” you ran your tongue over your bottom lip to wet it a little. You don’t know how he took that action but he chuckled.

 Girls Just Wanna Have Fun started playing and your friend came running to dance with you, so you left Lucas alone.

You wanted to tease him a little, so you started moving a little too sexy, your friend obviously understood what you were doing so she played along. You looked at him while dancing and he was just studying you while smiling.

“I think he’s really into you,” said your friend.

“No duh!” you said sarcastically

“What are you gonna do?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, are you going home with him? Are you gonna leave him hanging?” she was curious.

“I don’t know! What should I do?” you keened.

“I say you just let it flow. Do whatever he wants to do, don’t resist,” she suggested.

“Within my boundaries, of course,” you added.

“Exactly. He won’t do anything you don’t want to. He doesn’t strike me as that kind of guy,” she was looking at him.

“What if I want to?! That’s my fear!” You said alarmed.

“Just let it happen! Have the mindset that he’s a heartthrob, try to not get feelings,” she shrugged.

“Easy for you to say! You’re not the one getting hurt!” You complaint.

 As soon as the song finished, he walked closer to you, as if you had a magnet.

“Hey,” he surprised you from the back.

“Hi... again,” you smiled.

“Do you wanna... maybe take a walk?” he offered.

“Sure...” you nodded.

“After you...” he signaled to the door.

You both were outside, walking around the house, taking some fresh air. He had his hands in the pockets of his jacket, just so attentive to your conversation.

“So which one is your house?” He asked while looking down the street.

“Literally the one next to this,” you laughed.

He looked at it, a smile growing on his face.

“What?” You elbowed him.

“I just imagined you sneaking out through that window, jumping from there,” he started laughing.

“You! I’ve never done that! I’m a good girl,” you battered your eyelashes.

“You can’t fool me, baby. You’re not so much of a good girl,” he smirked.

“I may not be it, but I’ve never sneaked out through that window. And before you ask, nobody has jumped out of it either. Plus I’m a grownup, I can go out at any time,” you shrugged.

“Is that your room?” He asked about the window.

“Are you planning to rob me?” you asked back.

“Maybe,” he looked up acting innocent.

 You went silent, imagining him in your room, jumping out of the window because it was too late and your parents came home. You were smiling unconsciously and he caught you.

“A penny for your thoughts. It seems really interesting in there,” he was looking at you.

“Nothing, just... nothing,” you smiled.

“Pretty thing, you need to get real with me. Weren’t you a big girl?” He was challenging you.

You smiled and maybe the alcohol helped but you just blurted, “Well, I was thinking about you and I in my room and suddenly my parents get home or wanting to come into my room and it was really funny imagining you jumping out the window.”

He started laughing loudly, “Oh, you’re really funny. But seriously, what were we doing in your room?” You knew where he was going and you were so up for it.

“Stuff,” you shrugged.

“What kind of stuff?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Interesting stuff,” you smirked.

He hummed and then asked, “Are your parents home?”

“Probably sleeping, since it’s so late,” you looked at your watch and it was 2AM.

“You down for some interesting stuff?” He winked at you! And you almost swoon but you concealed it with a chuckle.

“Sure,” now you were challenging him.

 You opened the door, peeking inside making sure your parents weren’t in the living room. When you saw the house completely dark and silent, you extended your hand to Lucas, who was waiting right behind you. He took it and you darted inside, closing the door almost silently behind you.

You both went upstairs in your tiptoes, not making too much sound. Arriving at your door was a relief. You opened it, praying that it didn’t make any sound and you let Lucas in first, then you entered and locked it.

Lucas was watching everything around, your posters, your disks, and turntable. “Your room is hella gnarly,” he commented.

“Yeah, thanks,” you nodded.

He took the liberty of sitting on your bed and you sat right beside him. He was still hypnotized by everything surrounding him. You were studying him: his golden skin glowed with the moonlight, his eyes were shining, you dare to think he looked cute. But you knew there was nothing soft about this boy, he was danger and he was in your room.

He caught you looking at him so he smiled and you blushed. He was getting closer to you and you didn’t know what else to do, so you let him. Just centimeters away from kissing you he whispered in a deep voice, “Can I kiss you?” and your lips just moved on their own, “Please.”

His lips crashed on yours with full force. Surprisingly, you were kissing him back with the same want, like you’ve been wanting this your whole life... and maybe you have.

He pushed you down on the mattress, still kissing you desperately, hands everywhere, bodies closer than ever, teeth grasping, nose bumping. You felt one of his hands traveling south, which made you nervous because who knows where would you be ending. Your hands were tangled between his dark locks enjoying the silky feeling of his hair. His hand just kept lingering on your thigh not daring to touch more, maybe waiting for your approval.

He groaned and said, “Gosh, you have an amazing bod,” and he continued kissing you.

“So do you,” you whispered, guiding him to your neck. He nibbled the soft skin right below your jawline, making you moan.

He smiled proudly because he knew the effects he had on you.

He was caressing your thigh, going up, getting closer to your center.

“Oh Lucas...” you moaned right on his lips, he just smirked again.

Suddenly someone knocked on your door. You both froze and he looked at you alarmed, asking you without words what to do. You pointed to down your bed and he quickly rolled and got underneath it.

“Honey? Y/N? Are you home?” It was your mom.

You pretended to have a sleepy voice, “Mom...? Is something wrong?”

“Oh, nothing, just making sure you were there... sleep well, honey.” You heard her footsteps fade away.

A few seconds later, Lucas appeared from under the mattress. “Guess I’ll have to jump after all,” he whispered and you both started laughing, trying to keep it low.

He got up to his feet and while brushing off the dust from his pants he said, “Well, it was fun baby, but gotta motor.”

“Sure, be careful out there,” you said leaning on your elbows.

“Will do,” he assured you. He leaned over to reach your lips and pecked you before jumping out of the window. It was really funny seeing him do what you wondered earlier.

 Everyone at campus was talking about the party and how radical it was. Your friend, who noticed your absence and Lucas’, asked you about it but you chose to keep it a secret between Lucas and you.

Nobody knew how he climbed your window the two following Friday nights. You would wait for your parents to go out or to fall asleep and he would knock on your window for you to let him in.

You two would play some jams on your turntable or just chill around your room, but it always finished the same way: wildly kissing on your bed. Here you were, underneath his muscular bod, his hands everywhere while your mouths couldn’t let go of each other.

He stopped, closed his eyes and pursed his lips as if holding back his impulse. You looked at him confused and asked, “Is something wrong?”

He was hovering over you while looking directly into your eyes now. “Babe, I really don’t know how much I can hold myself,” he sounded desperate. “I hella wanna make you mine,” he confessed in a deeper-than-usual voice.

You bit your lip in response and he hissed.

“I wanna touch you and I want you to touch me,” he said as he crouched again to kiss your neck. His lips were convincing you, but your mind had more power and you didn’t want to become one of his girls yet. But maybe you didn’t have to reach third base... you could just run a little farther than first base.

‘Tender Love’ played on the background while he attacked your neck, his hands ran slowly up your exposed thighs. His palm arrived between your legs and he was massaging your core over your underwear, teasing, making you surrender to his charms. You weren’t complaining, on the contrary, you sighed and whispered, “Lucas…”

“Yeah, babe?” he asked in a teasing tone. He sucked on the tender skin under your ear and marked you.

“Lucas!!!” you gasped in panic. He just started laughing.

“You marked me!” you sat on your bed, touching the spot he sucked because it was stinging.

“So what?” this cocky bitch!

“Why did you do that?!” you whisper-screamed.

“To give you something to remember me,” he winked.

“What if I do the same? You wouldn’t like it” you sassed.

He laid back on your bed, propped up his elbows, and looked at you with a raised eyebrow, like challenging you. “Who said I won´t?”

“I’m assuming since you are the biggest heartbreaker around,” you made a smug face.

“You’re just a chicken,” he was definitely challenging you.

You gasped “I see,” you nodded. You then straddled him, darkness in your eyes, seducing him. He didn’t move a muscle waiting for your next move, but he was looking at you in awe. You leaned forward aiming to his neck and then bit and sucked on his neck, right on his jugular.

You heard him gasp, hiss, and then moan, his hands quickly holding you by the waist. “Oh fuck, baby…”

You looked proudly the little galaxy you left on his neck and then said, “Call me chicken one more time.”

“Zip it, come here,” he pulled you to kiss you again, this time full of lust, desperate to take your clothes off, he sent your shirt flying, leaving you in bra while you pulled his white shirt off too. Your hands ran down his muscular arms as he pulled you closer.

You were convinced to just let it happen when someone knocked on your door. You both stopped and entered in panic mode. He mouthed “What should I do?”

You just eyed to under the mattress. He rolled his eyes, like saying “Here we go again”, but he quickly got under your bed. You just pretended to be asleep and got under the sheets. Whoever it was, opened the door to peek inside and then closed it. Must be your parents who arrived and wanted to let you know. Thank God they always knocked.

“They are gone,” he whispered.

You got out of the sheets and said, “Why does this always happens?”

“Something doesn´t want us to do the wild thing,” he chuckled.

“Maybe it’s not good for me,” you smirked.

“What do you mean?!” he acted hurt while putting on his shirt again.

“I said what I said,” you crossed your arms.

“Is it time to jump out the window?” he asked.

“Probably,” you shrugged.

“Kay then, see you on Monday,” he was walking to the window.

“Okay bye,” you waved at him.

“Wow, no good night kiss or anything?” he acted disappointed again.

You laughed and then walked to him, he pulled you by the waist and then kissed you hard. You two acted as if you were an official thing, but you didn’t even know where you were standing.

“I’ll see you at campus, my sweet thing,” he said in a velvety voice and then opened the window to jump outside.

You looked in the mirror to admire the little mark Lucas gave you. What does that mean? Does it mean he likes you? Or does he want you just for fun? All you know is you’re starting to like him A LOT.

Your friend was waiting for you at the cafeteria to grab some lunch and you were anxious to see Lucas too. You tried to cover the hickey with some makeup, plus you tried to cover it with your hair, but your friend had eagle eyes and saw it from afar.

“What is that?!” She brushed your hair back, exposing your neck.

“Damn you and your telescopic eyes,” you groaned.

“Who did this to you?!” She was so confused and felt betrayed because you haven’t said anything to her.

“I- can explain,” you gave her a fake smile.

“I’m waiting,” she was tapping her foot.

“Okay so... I’ve been seeing Lucas...” you said in an almost imperceptible voice.

“YOU WHAT?!” She screamed, many heads turning to look at you two.

“Keep it down please!” You said through greeted teeth.

“You’ve been boinking with the campus heartthrob and you didn’t tell me?! I feel betrayed!” She was so dramatic.

“First of all, not boinking has happened... yet. And second, I wanted to tell you but I’m just in denial, okay?” you explained.

“What base?” she was questioning you.

“Umm... a little further than first?” You confessed.

“That’s hella putt, what the fuck! You have that guy with an amazing bod on the palm of your hand and you’re telling me you’re only scamming. That’s sad,” she made a smug face.

“Hey, I’m trying to save my heart,” you whined.

“Come on! Don’t tell me you haven’t thought of jumping on that D,” she elbowed you.

“I will not say anything,” you looked away and while doing it, you spotted Lucas talking with his friends. You could clearly see the hickey you made, but unlike you, he was proudly wearing it.

“So what are you gonna do about it?” Your friend brought you back to reality, making you jump.

“Nothing... it’s not like we’re something official,” you shrugged.

 Lucas POV

“Man! You had a wild night?” Mark asked while looking at the tiny galaxy on Lucas neck.

“You could say that,” he nodded.

“Who’s the lucky betty?” asked Hendery.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I tell you,” he smirked.

“Is she popular?” asked Ten.

“Not that much, but she’s a zeek,” he explained.

“They say those are the kinkiest,” Ten wiggled his eyebrows.

“Honestly, I really cannot wait to bone her, she’s really hot.” Lucas threw one of his lopsided smiles. What he didn’t notice is that you were right behind him. His friends looked alarmed and when he looked back, he found you there, looking at him in disbelief.

“Shit,” he murmured before you spat an “I really thought you were different,” and walked away.

 He looked back to his friends who were still in shock, probably because they just found out who the girl was and because of what happened.

“I’m in deep shit, aren’t I?” he asked more to himself, but Mark just said, “Big time, homeboy.”

The guys have never seen him like that because of a girl, that’s when they noticed he was REALLY into her.

“Homie, you better blitz if you wanna keep her,” Xiaojun encouraged him, so that’s what he did.

 Your POV

You couldn’t believe how dumb were you. Of course! That’s the only thing he wanted, he’s the campus cutie, he would never like you like that.

You were walking furiously to your car to just go home and curl yourself and cry the anger away.

 There was nobody home when you arrived, and partly you were glad. You didn’t want to give explanations as to why you were crying.

You felt like the biggest clown of town. How could you be such a space cadet?!

Between your tears of anger, you fell asleep.

 A knocking sound woke you up. You were lost, looking around you. It was past midnight, probably the sound was a branch hitting your window or something. But then you heard it again, emphatically, so you turned on the bed to see Lucas knocking on your closed window. You remembered why you were like that so you turned on the bed, giving him your back.

He kept knocking faster, becoming annoying, but then he punched a little too hard and his fist went through the glass, breaking it. You heard a faint “Oh shit!” and when you looked again, there were pieces of glass everywhere on your floor.

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes trying to align your chakras, and walked to the window to open it.

“Are you kidding? For real, you can’t be a worst bogus,” you rolled your eyes.

He jumped inside your room, finally.

“I’m sorry about that, I’ll fix it,” he apologized.

“You better! And you better be thinking about an excuse to tell my parents as to why my window broke, unless you want me to call the police,” you were not having it.

“Listen, Y/N, we need to talk,” he tried to take your hands, but you crossed them over your chest.

“What’s there to talk, Lucas? I heard everything! You just want to get in my pants, and I will not be part of your list,” you fumed.

“Let me explain, would you listen to me, please?” He was using his soft voice, you knew all his tricks.

“Bogart,” you said in a firm voice.

“Okay, so I will not deny that I’m def crazy to have your amazing bod between my fingers, to enjoy it, to cherish every inch of your skin...”

You interrupted him, “Uh-huh, anything else, besides the obvious?”

“But I really like you, Y/N. I enjoy your company, you’re really different. You know the efforts I’ve been doing to just be with you, to get you to notice me? Why else would I climb a window? Do you think I’m that desperate to just get in your pants? I could do that with any other girl, but I’m still here almost begging for your forgiveness.” He pulled you closer by the waist, making you relax.

“Lucas, I don’t know…” you were already getting soft.

“Come on, you know you like me. I see it in your eyes every time you look at me,” he was holding a smile, but eventually, let it out.

“Don’t get that cocky about it!” you shouted, forgetting your parents must be sleeping.

“Just confess it, I confessed. It’s your turn now,” he pulled you closer and you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes.

“Say it,” he was smirking!

“Lucas, I like you,” you felt your cheeks getting red.

“That’s it?” he wanted more!

“Wait, no. I REALLY like you. Like, I’m head over heels for you and there’s not a single day I go without thinking about you. You’re everywhere! And I just want to squeeze you and fill you with kisses. But I’m really scared,” you let everything out.

“Why?” he was serious now.

“Because you’re the campus cutie, every girl wants you, and I’m not even that popular around,” you shrugged.

“Who cares about what others think? I want you. I chose you. Screw what other’s think!” he took your face between both of his hands, looking at you directly in the eyes.

“Yeah, but I’m not even that pretty,” you tried to look away.

“Who said that?! You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve seen. Plus, you’re smart. Anyone would be lucky to have you,” he kissed your forehead.

You stood in silence for a few minutes and then said, “I need to clean your mess.”

“I’ll make it up to you. How about we do lunch and then I take you around?”

“Are you gonna come through the door this time?” you raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” he was confused.

“Are you gonna meet my parents?” the thought made you blush.

“Sure, I’ll pick you up.” So he was being serious.

 You were getting ready in your room when you heard someone knocking at the door. You ran downstairs but your dad had opened the door already.

Lucas was standing outside with some flowers, looking stunning as ever, wearing a black button shirt with some colorful designs, black pants, a black jacket, his hair brushed back with only a few strands hanging on his forehead. He looked hot. The first button of his shirt was undone, exposing his collarbones and a chain adorned his neck.  You almost faint at the sight of him.

“Hello, Sir,” he was being polite.

“Hi! Welcome! Are you here for Y/N?” your dad asked a little too excited.

“Yeah, we´re going to get some food,” he smiled, eyeing you.

“Come in,” your dad opened the door for Lucas to enter.

“Oh, you’re here,” your dad noticed your presence.

“Yeah,” you nodded looking at Lucas, not being able to take your eyes off him.

“Hi,” he said in the tiniest voice you’ve heard him do, it was almost funny. Was he nervous?

“Hey,” you responded. He kissed your cheek and then gave you the flowers.

“For me? Oh my God, you didn’t have to!” You smelled them.

“I’ll be back. Imma place them in a vase,” you walked to the kitchen.

 Your mom was in the kitchen, she already had the vase ready.

“He’s really handsome! Where did he come from?” your mom was in shock.

“I have a class with him,” you simply said.

“I hope everything goes well,” your mom was smirking!!!

“Mom!” you gasped.

 You finally got out of the house and now were in Lucas car.

“That was… stressful,” he confessed.

“I’m sorry,” you laughed.

“It’s okay,” he placed a hand on your exposed thigh. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Thanks, you look great yourself,” you lied, he looked stunning, hot, amazing.

“Well, shall we go?” he asked while grabbing the steering wheel.

You just nodded.

 The night ran smoothly. He took you to a simple burger and shakes place, you ate, and then you left to just drive through the night. It was kinda romantic being with him around. Occasionally he would place his hand on your thigh, giving it little caresses. He stole a few kisses on the red lights. You two talked about life and when you noticed, it was midnight already.

“You want to go to my apartment to get some coffee?” he asked out of nowhere.

“Sure,” you shrugged. You were excited to see his place though.

 You got to a building near college, he parked in front and went to open the car door for you. You two walked into the building, then got in the elevator, and he pressed the 5th floor. His apartment was nice, so warm and simple. For being a boy, he was organized, you were impressed.

“Sit down, make yourself at home,” he walked to the kitchen and you sat on a sofa. He went to prepare some coffee and came back to sit across from you.

“So, do you have a curfew?” He asked.

“Not really, my parents don’t mind. Plus, my mom was pretty okay with you,” you confessed.

“Oh? Not kidding?” he was surprised.

“I kid you not,” you assured.

“I guess I’m a step closer,” he was smirking.

“To what?” You laughed.

“I smell coffee, I’ll be right back.” He got to his feet and walked to the kitchen again, ignoring your question completely.

He came back with two cups, handing you one.

You kept talking about different stuff while drinking coffee. When you finished, he took your cup and placed it on a table instead of walking back to the kitchen.

He kneeled in front of you, looking at you directly in the eyes. He placed his hands on your knees and then ran them up your thighs, every nerve on your body activating at his touch. You nodded, letting him know he could proceed.

His hands got under your skirt and he dared to kiss your thigh. You felt his fingers grab your panties and then he pulled them down your legs.

He made a trail of kisses up one of your thighs. “Can I have you?” He whispered.

You were down to let him do anything with you, you were ready to be his.

“Yes, please,” you said in a breathy tone.

He kissed your thighs again to make you open your legs. You almost melted on the sofa, giving him more access. His hand slid between your legs, reaching your heat.

He hissed when the tip of his fingers touched your wetness. “Babe, you’re so wet already.” He pulled you to the edge of the sofa, making your skirt roll up. He had a full view of your glistening pussy and he licked his lips, savoring it. His long fingers teased your folds, brushing your clit and your entrance. He started drawing gentle circles on your bundle of nerves, making you breathe faster by the minute.

Lucas was known for having big hands that could drive girls crazy. You were about to find out if the rumors were true.

He gave one last stroke before sticking in his middle finger slowly. You threw your head back, letting out a moan. Lucas hummed at your reaction.

He then added his index finger making your eyes cross and stealing a gasp from you. “Oh my God...”

He started moving his fingers deep inside you rapidly, the sensation was too much already. Lucas was amazed looking at your reactions.

“Do you like my fingers, pretty girl?” he said in a soft but deep voice.

“Mhm! Mhm!” You could only voice as you nodded desperately.

“God, you’re so wet,” he murmured, “Can you hear it?” He started going faster and you could hear the squelching sound coming from between your legs. You moaned in response, how could this man make you such a mess? You felt your orgasm trying to snap, he was hitting all the right places and that was only with his fingers!

“Lucas, I’m gonna cum,” you said whimpering, but he stopped with a last stroke to your clit with his thumb.

“Not yet, my love,” he whispered and then kissed your knee.

He got to his feet and extended his hand for you to take. “Let’s go to my room.” He pulled you and guided you there. Lucas closed the door behind him and then pulled you closer by the waist.

“I want to tell you something,” he was looking at you with so much tender, you dared to say you were falling in love.

“I really like you,” he confessed again.

“You already told me,” you giggled.

“I know, I’m just reassuring you. But I also want to tell you that I’ve never brought a girl here. Believe it or not.” His confession left you in shock.

“Should I believe you?” you asked playfully.

“If you want, but you can ask around,” he winked.

“No thanks,” you grimaced.

“Where were we? Oh right,” he smirked and then kissed you passionately. You kissed him back. His hands were holding your face, while yours were around his waist. You two fell onto the bed without stopping from kissing. It was almost the same as when you were in your room, but this time it would actually happen.

He groaned and said, “I can’t wait to make you mine.” You hissed in response. He ran his mouth to your neck, kissing and nibbling and sucking occasionally. He took off your shirt and threw it to the floor. His mouth was now kissing your cleavage and over your breast. He reached your navel and then went up, kissing and licking.

He reached to your back and unclasped your bra. Your hands reached for the buttons of his shirt and you opened them one by one with fire in your eyes. When you finished, you ran your hand up his torso and then, to take his shirt off, you caressed from his collarbones, to his shoulders, down his strong arms, until the shirt finally fell on the mattress.

He took your bra off and sighed at the sight of your exposed breasts. He leaned down, taking one of your nipples between his lips while looking in your eyes, then he moved to the other.

You felt him everywhere, his smell was everywhere on the bed, his hands ran absentmindedly on your sides, his hair tickled you, you were intoxicated by him it was overwhelming.

“Ugh! Lucas, please,” you groaned, and he smiled knowing what you wanted.

“What’s wrong, sweet thing?” he asked while kissing your neck again.

“I need you,” you sighed.

“You have me, baby, you have all of me,” he whispered in your ear, giving you goosebumps.

And then he kneeled on the bed to take your skirt off. Now you were all naked in front of him. He eyed you from head to toe and bit his lip. “Damn, you’re so beautiful,” he mumbled. “I’m gonna make you feel so loved.”

He unbuckled his belt and then took off his pants. The strain inside his boxers looked pretty big and you were wondering if he was THAT big.

“Imma fish a condom, be right back,” Lucas said as if nothing, winking at you. He was so used to this, it almost scared you. Opening a drawer, he found what he was looking for and walked back to the bed. He slid his underwear down his enormous thighs, his length springing free.

You were speechless, looking nervously between his legs. He was BIG. Lucas noticed and started laughing.

“Are you okay?” he asked while climbing back to the bed.

“I- yes! Never better,” you took a deep breath.

“Trust me, baby, is gonna fit,” he winked as he opened the tiny square with his teeth. He rolled the thing down his shaft and pulled you by the legs playfully. You screamed and laughed and he did too, he was making the whole experience fun.

He kneeled between your thighs, passed a finger up your slit, making sure you were ready for him. He licked his finger glistening with your arousal. “Mmm… so sweet,” he hummed.

Lucas hovered over you, his arms at each side of your face. He took his dick by the base to have a little help when looking for your entrance with his tip. When he finally found it, he pushed his hips a little, his tip entering you oh so slowly.

The stretch was burning but you just shut your eyes tightly and bit your lip. Lucas didn’t stop until he was completely in you. That was when he groaned loudly, “Fuck! You’re really tight, baby.”

You felt so full by him you barely could speak, but you moaned back to him, “You’re really big.”

He then pulled out slowly, hissing right in your ear, and thrusted you back in.

Now you know why he had every girl’s head spinning: if he was sexy in his normal life, he was sexier in bed. His hips movements were a sin, he was very vocal and very touchy. While thrusting you he kept whispering praises in your ear, he groaned, he moaned, you loved it. “Mmmm… baby, you’re so good to me.” His chains were dangling right on your face, adding some extra spice. You feared it would hit you, so you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned your head on the crook of his neck.

Lucas did the same and now you were closer, more intimate, skin on skin. One of his hands ran down your side until reaching your leg and he pulled it up and you held it over his lower back. The sensation was double now, as he was reaching deeper into you. “Shit, baby!” you moaned and grabbed his butt cheeks with your hands, guiding him in a way.

“You want it harder?” he asked between pants.

“Mmmm... yes!” you screamed.

Lucas gave a tender kiss to your neck before leaning on his arms, hovering over you again. He stopped for a minute while he was shifting his position. Once he was comfortable, he pushed your legs up, so your knees were almost touching your chest, and rammed into you with such force, you were left without air. You gasped and moaned, and he just smirked.

“Oh my God, Lucas!” You keened. He was hitting all the right spots, your eyes closed on their own. He was going hard and deep, the perfect combination to have your head on the clouds.

“You take me so well, baby. It’s like you were made for me,” he said as his thumb brushed over your swollen clit.

His tip was brushing your sweet spot with every thrust and you were feeling the tight know in your pelvis trying to snap. But you didn’t want to finish yet. “Can I ride you?” You asked as you ran a hand on Lucas cheek.

“Fuck, that’s so sexy,” he muttered. He loved the idea, his eyes shined in anticipation.

Lucas pulled out and sat on the bed, leaning his back on the bedhead. His length was standing proudly, waiting for you, shining with your juices.

Your head was buzzing with the idea of having him at your mercy. He was watching every move you made, which meant this didn’t happen often.

You straddled him, took his dick by the base, looked for your entrance, and once you found it, you sat on it slowly until his shaft disappeared completely between your folds. He was amazed, he didn’t know what to do. His hands were hovering over your thighs but he didn’t know if to touch you or not.

You started moving in circular motions and that’s when Lucas lost it, he threw his head back and moaned in a groggy voice, “Oh, oohh, baby”. He held you by the waist. You loved seeing him like this, it meant he didn’t always have the control.

After a while, you started moving up and down fast. He moved his hands to your ass, guiding you as he liked. He was admiring the way your boobs jumped, you were driving him insane.

“Fuck, I found the perfect girl,” he commented between a gasp. You felt proud.

At a point, he started to meet your hips halfway, but then he took the lead and started fast-fucking you. This man was magical, he could do unimaginable things with those hips. You had to hold from his broad shoulders because you felt like you were going to faint. The only sound in the room was the lewd clapping of your thighs crashing with each other.

“Shit, baby, I’m gonna cum,” you panted as you leaned your forehead on his.

“Me too baby,” he confessed as he wrapped his arms around your torso, you wrapped yours around his neck, getting closer, intimate. His nose was on yours and he took the chance to kiss you.

He kept thrusting you until he felt you were clenching around him. “Mmm... you’re close right?”

You just nodded desperately.

“Come on, baby, cum all over my cock,” he said in a breathy voice, adding up to all the pleasure you were feeling.

You closed your eyes and it hit you. Your orgasm came with such force you were seeing stars behind your lids, you let out a loud moan, and you started to shake. You’ve never had an orgasm like this before.

Lucas held you tightly, praising you in whispers while helping you through your orgasm, “That’s it, baby. Ohhh my God, you’re so good to me. Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he keened on that last phrase.

You felt every pulse of his cum filling the condom. He lost balance and you both crashed on the mattress, him squashing you underneath his huge body. You exploded in tired laughs and he did the same.

“I’m sorry, it was too good I felt I was flying,” he joked.

“Oh shut up,” you pushed him playfully.

“Let me just...” he motioned to get off you and you nodded.

He pulled out of you, taking off the full condom. “Imma trash this, be right back,” he walked to the bathroom. You looked at the clock on his nightstand and it marked 4AM. You were exhausted and you doubted you could walk after these events.

Lucas came back in all his naked glory, shamelessly, he knew he was hot. He jumped on bed and got under the sheets with you.

“So? You gonna cold lamp with me tonight?” he threw his arm around your shoulders and he placed his hand on your boob.

“Only if you want to,” you shrugged, playing hard to get.

“I mean, can you even walk?” he was being cocky.

“Shut up, you can’t do another round with this,” you said grabbing his crotch over the sheets.

He hummed and said, “I wouldn’t recommend doing that. It may wake up and YOU wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“I’d say I could,” you winked.

“Not even,” he commented with his eyes closed and then groaned, “Ugh! I’m burned out.”

“Same here,” you confessed.

He yawned and said, “Let’s sleep, I’ll take you home in the morning,” he pulled you closer, cuddling you.

His body heat felt so nice on your exposed body and his hands slightly touching you were making you feel butterflies. What would happen now? You did exactly what you say you wouldn’t: jump into his bed. What if he just disappeared now? You were one on his list now… You kept overthinking everything until you fell asleep.

 A bite on your earlobe woke you up, but instead of making you angry, it gave you delicious tickles because even when you were asleep, you knew who it was. “Mmmm… Lucas, let me sleep…” you murmured.

“Come on baby, wake up,” he whispered in your ear with his sleepy voice, which almost made you jump on him again. “Gotta take you home, your parents are gonna kill me.”

“They don’t care, probably they’re happy about it,” you hugged the pillow.

He giggled and said, “Baby… please”

“Ugh, fine!” you complained and finally opened your eyes.

There he was, with his huge, shiny eyes on you. A smile illuminated his face as soon as he saw you awake. “Morning, beautiful. How are you feeling?” He ran a hand down your hair.

“Morning,” you smiled. “Well, everything hurts, and with everything I mean it.” Your legs were sore and you had a slight ache right between your legs. Proof of everything that happened last night.

“What am I gonna do with you? You’re hella cute,” he kissed your cheek.

He was so lovey-dovey with you, you felt special.

“Lucas…” you called him.

“Yeah?” he was right there on your face.

“What’s gonna happen now?” you needed to know now. You wanted to know if your heart was going to break or if it was going to be okay.

“Well, you and I go together, you’re my girl now. Unless you don’t want to,” he was waiting for your response.

“I’m not gonna be your toy girl?” you asked insecure.

“No! I wanna go out with you. I really want you to be my girl,” he looked desperate for you to believe him.

“What about the other girls?”

“Babe, there’s just you and me now. No other girls.” He assured.

“You promise?” you said in a tiny voice.

“I promise. And if I ever fail you, please cut my dick off,” he said laughing.

“Lucas!!! This is serious!!!” you rolled your eyes.

“I’m serious!” he was laughing hard now.

 He was nervous when leaving you at your doorstep, but your parents didn’t mind at all. In fact, they invited him to have breakfast with you guys and he was so embarrassed the whole time.

When he was gonna motor, he left you with the promise of seeing you on Monday at campus and a hard kiss on your lips.

 At campus, he didn’t hesitate in taking your hand the moment he saw you. He embraced you and kissed you in front of everybody, leaving them all in shock, including your friend and his. After all, you both looked cute together and everyone predicted you were the couple of the decade.

[andmaybegayer]

Last Monday of the Week 2021-08-30

I had a test and a class paper this week so entirely unrelated to my vaccine situation I know a bunch of bullshit about 5G now.

Listening: I am secretly forty five years old so I listen to a lot of Robbie Williams. He did a pretty great swing-themed album back in 2013 and I've had that version of "If I only had a brain" going around in my head.

This album is pretty good all round. Some big band stuff, a mix of covers and original songs.

Reading: I have several little compediums of short stories on my kindle now, this week I reread a couple from "Operation Arcana," a military-fantasy themed collection. A memorable one is "Blood, Ash and Braids", by Genevieve Valentine, a story about a witch in the Soviet Night Witches bomber crew during World War II.

Watching: Gah. Bad week. Mostly pedestrian infrastructure urban planning videos on YouTube, which really makes me realize that while I lived like 800m from my primary school when I went there, there was not a single strip of pavement I could have walked on until I hit the roads directly outside the school. Car-focused suburbs, man.

Playing: I was in Windows a lot this week because I needed to deal with some hardware at work, so I decided to pop in on Psychonauts. I've tried to play it a few times but the Linux port doesn't run very well for me.

Interesting? I have never played a collectathon platformer deal, those were squarely the domain of games consoles in my part of the world, I don't think I ever saw Psychonauts on PC game shelves.

Making: Earlier in the week I did the Full Spectrum Conversion of my little pocket camera. At the moment that's just waiting on parts for completion, so whenever I can get that resolved I'll be able to take it for a spin. My friendly local photography supply store seems to stock 720nm IR filters so I'll probably stop by them once I have it running.

I don't have a single clue what age group this game is targeting. It's just on the border of childish and grim that would probably be perfect for 12 year olds? Not sure, I haven't been less than 12 for as long as I've been more than 12 now.

I'm enjoying it, although it is definitely taking a force of will to suppress a completionist impulse and just get on with it.

This conversion enabled by me picking up that Minnow screwdriver kit from iFixit. It's good stuff. I love those cheap little 30-in-1 screwdriver cones you can get at any hardware store but they're for medium sized screws, not the finer stuff you get in modern electronics. Plus this won't immediately deform if you bonehead a move, whereas I've put a twist in more of those cheap mini-screwdrivers than I care to count. iFixit has only come to ZA recently, I remember that when I was in Texas for training in 2019 one of my [mentors? supervisors? chaperones? Government Issued Dads.] went out of his way to pick up an iFixit kit while we were there.

Computer Stuff: Shout out to Firefox Containers. ms-demeanor has probably talked about these a lot, but folding away Facebook, secondary gmail accounts, etc. in private containers is really useful. It's also nice that you can specify for some websites to automatically open in a container, so you can, say, have a dedicated sealed-off Shopping Container that requires very little thought on your part. Personally I love going on Facebook as little as humanly possible.