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drempen · 1 month
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I think our spidersona's would be besties @wazzappp
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lambjock · 10 months
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if dale and dennis knew each other it would be like this i'm gonna be so honest
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bo0tleg · 2 months
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GEMS MY FRIEND SAID WATCHING 'TOP GUN: MAVERICK' FOR THE FIRST TIME:
"The jacket! The famous jacket that pulls women, pulls men, pulls the world!"
"Oh look how hot~ he looks on that motorcicle. He's even pracing his ass!"
(Maverick, on screen: "Well... He's not here yet.") The mans madness has begun."
"MAVERICK DON'T DIE YOU STILL NEED TO HAVE YOUR GAY ROMANCE!"
"He lasted two months at Top Gun? HA. He probably was a bigger piece of work than the students."
"From what I can tell, Maverick tamed Iceman. In the first one he was the little annoying bitch and Maverick saw a challenge."
"I mean, at least these two (Penny and Mav) have chemistry. They hooked up in a plane, after all."
"Iceman solves his problems, Iceman keeps his job, what a simp. That's dog behavior."
"Maverick doesn't look likes he's flirting with her, he's just confused. His confused face looks like his flirting face, and people assume. I know this because people do it to me."
"Yeah, he's kinda like that one Olívia Rodrigo song that she gets confused when she sees her ex... What was it again?" ('bad Idea right?' by Olivia Rodrigo)
"I like him (Bob)! He's pathetic like me!"
"Oooohhh they're (Phoenix and Bob) gonna be besties! I can feel it."
(When Phoenix racks Rooster with the cue) "OHOHOHOOOO I LIKE HER ALREADY."
(Didn't notice Hangman taking Bob's cue, I relayed the information) "Aaaahhh don't steal Bob's cue. Bob's cool, Bob's nice."
(After rewinding the scene) "NO, NO, NO! WHO IS THAT? NOBODY CAN STEAL BOB'S CUE! I don't like him (Hangman)."
(Hangman, on screen: Bradshaw! As I live and breathe!) *Slowly turns towards me with dead eyes*
"That's not enemies to lovers, that's just enemies."
"With just this scene, I can tell this guy (Hangman) comes and goes. 'Sometimes I flirt with you, sometimes I hate you.' He's like a tsudere."
"Oh, got it. Phoenix is adopted into the man's group. She's a bro."
"I wouldn't say that they're his support system, but those two are the people that know him the best. Hangman is paying attention because he wants to be the best and needs to defeat Rooster. Phoenix is demonstrating a more sibling like worry."
"Hondo is like Mavericks babysitter."
"Oh. Oh, now Mav's flirting with her."
(Following the 'Baby on Board' comment) "Don't talk shit about Bob! I don't like Hangman."
"Maverick is like a step father to Rooster. Not in the 'HAHA I FUCKED YOUR MOM' kind of way, but in the way that he helped raise him."
"Where is Iceman? I'm here for the two of them, I don't give a fuck about Aeronautics."
"I think Ice and Maverick had a long relationship, but they're not together anymore. They maintained a friendship, but their lives probably went in different directions. I'd say they were together for 10, maybe 20 years."
('I ain't worried' by OneRepublic starts playing) "This song is from 2022? OH MY GOD THE SCENE"
"DON'T PLAY AROUND WITH GRANDPA!"
*Started chanting "BOB! BOB! BOB!" When he got picked up*
*Eeriely quiet during the bird strike, until Maverick starts talking to Rooster* "OH THEY'RE NOT DEAD. THEY COULDN'T HAVE KILLED BOB! IF THEY KILLED BOB I WOULD STOP AND NEVER WATCH TOP GUN EVER AGAIN!"
"Definitely 20 years. Ice is probably the only person Mav actually loved. Like, not a fling?" "Yeah, probably." "He's been with lots of women, and men, but Iceman is the only person he was ever in love with– maybe still is."
"I think his (Ice's) wife knows. That's probably why she recognizes Mav and is kind of friends with him." "That's probably why she just let him go up to see Ice." "YEAH GO AHEAD, FUCK MY HUSBAND!"
"It's pretty easy to notice that Snowman– No, ICEman."
"That is the face of a man who just lost the love of his life."
"Damn, the mans a beast. If It was me I'd already have cried, alone, in a room absolutely destroyed, never to come out again."
"He's got nobody, dude! I just want his step child to come back, because If he doesn't that man's gonna kill himself!"
"Why does it always have to have a romantic ending. Just leave him with his adoptive son. Go away."
"They (Penny and Mav) aren't going to end up together."
"I have a theory! Fanboy is obsessed with women! Cus he's 'Fanboy'." "But wouldn't he be called Simp, then?" "Ah, then he's obsessed with men." "... simp can be for men too."
"There's gonna be a Top Gun Three? Who's it gonna be about? It ain't gonna be Maverick, that man has a foot in the grave already."
"Bob is my favorite in the second movie. I have no favorites in the first one because everybody is very macho and very gay, and that's boring."
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Round 2 Group D Match 6
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expand for propaganda! (major wall of text warning)
Henry Rollins:
"Honestly, Johnny Mnemonic Henry with the glasses and the lab coat was pretty hot"
"A wonderful physical specimen. Plus he’s really funny and weird….best hot ones interview of all time."
"I want him to run me over with a bus"
Stephen Malkmus:
"i can't even stand stephen malkmus but there's a very special girl out there who needs this win"
"My perpetually stoned, nonsensical girlfriend...if we don't invent the time machine soon I might die. He's like 6 ft tall so unfortunately I'd be like one of those birds that ride on giraffes and eat bugs out of their fur. And then I'd die in a weed accident during the recording of Wowee Zowee? Before that though I'd spend 25 hrs a day in bed with him. Alright thanks"
"Stephen Malkmus chronically addicted to moaning and gasping in Pavement songs like he’s getting the best dicking down of his life in the back of the tour bus while everyone else is asleep"
"This is the indie-label match, right? Then it has to be Malkmus, he *made* the scene. And he's still releasing excellent music today. He's just the most influential rockstar of the 90s."
"my gay pavement fan uncle gets out of prison tonight and he knows you ratted him out in '06. the only way to make this right is to vote for stephen"
"Pretty please vote for him, my friend loves him and he really wants him to win"
""There were times he refused to speak to his bandmates, pulling a jacket over his head and referring to himself as "the little bitch"." I have also heard him refer to himself as a brat, a queen, a primadonna, a sociopath, and a narcissist. All of these descriptors have made me want to slam him against a wall and turn his neck fun new colors."
"I mean, Pavement is THEE indie band of the 90s. The lowkey snark, Koreaaaa, so much style that it's wasted. And Malkmus is an understated cool rockstar: the hair, the face, Silver Jews! He never ever sold out. He's the 90s."
"the most beautiful man ever he looks like a gorgeous fairytale prince. he has been hot since he emerged on the scene and continues to be so as their reunion tour comes to a close. stephen forever"
"we have to consider the autism swagger. find me a pavement write up that doesn’t spend three paragraphs waxing lyrical on his inability to make eye contact. find me a YouTube comment section that doesn’t have hoards of moms swooning over his flat affect. his refusal to wear anything more formal than a flannel for the first decade of his career? genuinely culturally influential. 30 glorious years of expressionless performances. sunglasses in the dark. so many straight men falling over themselves for him they made a joke about it in the Barbie movie. raw tbh sex appeal. and he’s got a great nose"
"he had a couple of unfortunate haircuts during this period but highkey i would break both of my arms to just be able to make out with him. please vote for SM my life is in danger if you don't"
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I also love the idea of Steve and Eddie dating, but neither one of them realizes that they are. Like, they hang out all the time at each other's houses. They spend the night, and they even have clothes in each other's closets. It's been forever since one of them has spent a night without the other in their bed. Steve stopped going out on dates, and Eddie's stopped trying to score (he's never actually scored). Steve even opens the door for Eddie when he's driving him. They even hold hands when they go on walks. Eddie will give his jacket when he's cold. They will make lunches for each other with notes of encouragement in them. They call each beautiful and baby.
The party figured that they just hadn't been ready to tell people, even Robin figured that too. She thought that her best friend would come to her eventually, and she knew that it was better to let him figure it out, then try to push it out of him. Robin thought that he wasn't ready to tell him about the relationship because Eddie was ready yet, but when Eddie decided to come out as gay 6 months into what the party thought was a relationship. Robin, Steve , and Eddie were hanging out at Steve's house when Eddie announced it. Eddie was looking at Steve nervously, biting his lip, which confused Robin. They clocked each other pretty quickly after Vecna, so Robin knew that Eddie was gay.
"Oh. . .that's cool. I'm glad you told me. Thanks," Steve said.
"So, you're really okay with this?" Eddie asked him.
"I mean, yeah, I'm okay with Robin, you know that," Steve replied.
"Yeah, it's different. . .I don't know. I'm a guy, and you're. . .," he trailed off.
"A straight jock? I'm sorry that you thought that I would possibly do that and for my past behavior for making you feel that way," Steve said and Eddie patted him on the shoulder.
"How could you say that, Steve?" Robin asked with wide eyes. "How could you call yourself that? Is it because you're not ready? I always thought that it was Eddie. You know I would still love you, you know that? I mean, I would be a hypocrite and a shitty best friend. Because if you're still not ready, I won't tell anyone."
"Woah, woah, woah, Robin, what the hell are you talking about?" Steve asked.
"I mean, you know I would be okay if you were also into. . .that. You know, Bowie is like that, and I love Bowie, which means I would love you too," Robin rambled.
"Oh my god," Eddie said and ran his hands over his face when he realized what she was talking about. "Steve is straight, Robin."
"You thought that I was into guys? And what does Bowie have to do with this? Why would you think that I was into guys?" Steve asked.
"BECAUSE YOU AND EDDIE HAVE BEEN DATING FOR THE PAST SIX MONTHS??!!" Robin exclaimed, standing up.
"WHAT?! No, we haven't!" Eddie and Steve exclaimed.
"What do you guys think you've been doing?" Robin asked.
"Hanging out as best friends," Eddie said, shrugging his shoulders and looking at her strangely.
"When's the last time that you slept without the other?" She asked.
"Uh, I don't know. Months, probably," Steve said.
"Would you say, I don't know, six months?" She asked.
"Sounds about right," Eddie said.
"You know what that means, right?" She asked.
"Uhhh?"
"THAT YOU DINGUSES ARE LIVING TOGETHER," Robin said.
"Yeah, and so? Best friends can live together?" Steve said.
Robin shrieked and proceeded to list the things that they do together.
"Don't you and Steve do some of those things too?" Eddie asked.
"Is anyone going to tell me what Bowie has to do with any of this?" Steve asked.
"Okay, homework assignment," Robin said, clapping her hands together. "Tonight, you guys will sleep without each other. Eddie will go home and Steve, you will stay here. If you can't sleep without each other, then that means something. Take of it what you will."
"What if you don't like the answer?" Eddie asked.
"Guys?! Bowie?" Steve asked.
"Then I will kill both of you, and you will spend the rest of eternity together," she replied. "And Steve, Bowie is bisexual."
"Bisexual?" he asked.
"Did I not explain this to you?" She asked, and he shook his head. "Bisexual means you like both boys and girls."
"You can do that?" He asked softly.
"Okay, Eddie, time for you to go," Robin said and started pushing him out the door.
"You want us to start right now?!" Eddie asked.
Neither one of them had gotten sleep that night, both of their beds feeling empty. Steve had just nodded off when there came a loud knocking on his door. He grumbled and stumbled out of bed. He opened the door to find Eddie standing and looking as tired as Steve felt.
"I can't sleep without you," Eddie whimpered, looking close to crying.
Steve pulled him inside, closed the door, and threw himself into Eddie's arms. He pulled his head back, holding Eddie tightly in his arms, and leaned his forehead against his.
"I'm like Bowie," he whispered, and Eddie grinned. "I'm in love with you."
"I'm in love with you too, baby," Eddie replied.
Steve leaned in to kiss him but pulled back, realizing something.
"Hey! Did you drive here while sleep deprived because that's dang - " Steve was caught off by Eddie's lips.
Eddie smiled against his lips and deepened the kiss, cupping the back of his head. He pulled back and gazed lovingly at Steve.
"It's sweet that you're so worried about me," Eddie said. "Do you have to work today?"
"No, I called off," Steve replied.
"Let's go sleep, baby, and let's never sleep without each other again."
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Some Ronance headcanons for the soul. Enjoy.
Who is the cuddler?
Nancy
Who makes the bed?
Nancy
Who wakes up first?
Nancy
Who has the weird taste in music?
Robin
Who is more protective?
Nancy
Who sings in the shower?
Robin
Who cries during movies?
Robin
Who spends the most shopping?
Neither
Who kisses more roughly?
Nancy
Who is more dominant?
Robin (that’s right)
Who is the most affectionate?
Robin
Most common argument?
Yes, it is possible for people to love you, shut up
Who apologizes first?
Neither. They’re too stubborn so they tend to apologize at the same time.
Favorite (non-sexual) activity to do together?
Reading in bed
Who drives and who rides shotgun?
Nancy will always be behind the wheel. Robin literally can’t drive.
Who is most likely to carry the other?
Robin. Nancy might be mighty, but our girl is tiny.
Nicknames?
For Nancy: Nance
For Robin: Rob, Robbie
Who proposes?
Robin. You know Steve helps plan it.
Who sings along with the radio?
Robin. Nancy will just smile and hum.
Who worries the most?
Both, but about different things. Nancy worries about protecting others, especially Robin, constantly. That and safety in general. Robin worries about everything, we knew this.
Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?
Robin. When she does, Nancy quite literally melts on the inside.
Who is embarrassed to take their clothes off in front of the other?
Robin, at first. Until she realizes how flustered Nancy gets when she does.
Who tops?
You’d think it’d be Nancy, but Robin is particularly skilled at it.
Who initiates kisses?
They both do. But Nancy does it more often.
Who reaches for the other’s hand first?
Nancy
Who kisses hardest?
Nancy
Who is more ticklish?
Robin
Who brings home an animal they found?
Robin
Who holds the umbrella for the other when it rains?
Robin. Nancy’s too short, she physically can’t do it.
Who tries to playfully embarrass the other in public?
Neither
Who kills the scary bugs?
Nancy
Who asks weird questions at random in the middle of the night?
Robin
Who hogs the blankets?
Nancy
Who wants to stay in bed just a bit longer?
Nancy
Who always makes coffee for the other in the morning?
Robin
Who cuts the other’s hair?
Nancy
Who says “I love you” first?
Robin
Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first?
Neither tells their families. The Party knew before they did, they literally made bets.
What do their friends/family think about their relationship?
Their families don’t know. The Party has no issue. They tease more than anything, even though half the group is gay. Steve in particular is very excited.
Who is more likely to ask the other to dance with them?
Nancy
Who cooks best?
Nancy
Who wears the other’s jacket?
Nancy
Who uses cheesy pickup lines?
Robin
Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?
Robin
Who makes the other one laugh the most?
Robin
Who needs more reassurance?
Nancy
Who would have to bail the other out of jail?
They’d both be there together
What would be their theme song?
These Dreams by Heart
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
They both have an article of the other’s clothing wrapped around them the entire time
Who eats the other’s uneaten pizza crusts?
Robin
Who would accidentally set the kitchen on fire while cooking?
Robin
Who would throw the other into a pool?
Neither, for obvious reasons
Who is the morning/night person?
Nancy is the morning person, Robin the night person
Who gives the other person cool looking rocks?
Robin
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eatingstringcheese · 1 year
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headcanons - tenya iida
in which we dive into the world of headcanons for tenya iida
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❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ GENERAL
»❁» this boy brushes his teeth after every meal, no need for Colgate Whitening Strips here
»❁» his eye sight is fucked because he used to stay up and read in the dark
»❁» "pog, yeet, cap" and other internet slang confuses him but that's okay
»❁» holding doors is a hobby for him
»❁» his favorite songs are Fly Me To The Moon, Break My Stride, and Moral of the Story
»❁» book smart himbo level 100
»❁» he has dry eyes and wants to wear contacts but can't because they give him a headache
»❁» he likes to organize for fun
»❁» he uses the Suave 2-in-1 body wash thing
»❁» his cologne = Versace Dylan Blue
»❁» sweaters, khakis, and button downs are his casual clothes, hoodies and t-shirts scare him
»❁» king of dark/light academia aesthetic
»❁» the american school system pisses him off
»❁» Turbo and Bolt are his favorite movies
»❁» he likes skincare but barely knows a thing about it
»❁» he's a very big supporter of the LGBTQ+ community and loves to educate people on gay and trans rights
❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ BEST FRIENDS
»❁» you guys met because you were failing in class and Iida volunteered to tutor you. his uptight nature and your laid back attitude rubbed off on each other and now you're almost inseparable
»❁» he talks about you to his family a lot
»❁» he's pretty over-protective so you coined him with the nickname "dad"
»❁» your hangouts consist of movies (he lets you pick) and then skin care because he likes it and you're pretty good at it
»❁» when you guys have sleepovers he wants to get to bed at a good time but you end up laughing your ass off at the smallest things while tenya tries to quiet you down
»❁» if you tell him you're hungry he'd hesitate to ask where you wanna go because he cares about you but knows you want fast food or sweets which is not the healthiest of options
»❁» you tried to teach him some internet trends but he failed
»❁» when you're cold he'll give you his uniform jacket (at school) or the sweater he's wearing
»❁» you bought him a t-shirt that said "#1 Dad", he was very offended. not by what the shirt said, just the fact that you dared to buy him a t-shirt
»❁» you make fun of his stiff movements and he pretends to hate it (he doesn't, he thinks it's funny)
»❁» worries about you alot
❬ 🖉 ❭ ━━ DATING
»❁» he asked you out during one of your tutoring sessions, a date at the mall food court
»❁» your mall date was chaotic, you went to the arcade, window shopped, and had lunch in
»❁» respects your boundaries, always asks for consent before touching you in any way, hand holding, kisses, hugs ALL WITH CONSENT FROM BOTH PARTIES :D
»❁» protective (bordering overly) but really he just loves you, when you talk to anyone else he freaks out a bit but tries to assure himself that you'll be fine
»❁» (if you're afab) he'd mark your period in his calendar because he's cool like that and he'd make you feel better :D
»❁» when you're sad he does his best to make you happy because you being sad makes him sad
»❁» he's a good boy so he'd kiss the back of your hand like a gentleman
»❁» he likes when you play with his hair
»❁» could and would go on and on about how perfect you are when he's talking to midoriya and uraraka
»❁» you guys like to bake together
»❁» you bake all kinds of muffins
»❁» he calls you "muffin" because of it
»❁» when you bake he'll hug you from behind and with his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder so he can smell your cologne/perfume/soap or whatever you use (he really likes when you use vanilla shampoo yk)
»❁» you could tell him he's poggers and he'd look at you super confused and then research it to learn but then use it really awkwardly like "this new book i'm reading is totally poggers- muffin, did i use that correctly?"
»❁» if you got married he call you his lady/deity/prince :D
»❁» on road trips he'd give you control of the music because he drives and if you fell asleep he'd turn on something classical
»❁» lofi? he's never heard of it, but once you introduce him he's hooked
»❁» he thinks your stunning and likes to remind you how much he loves you
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So so proud of Omar. I am so happy he is let in to new types of media. SvD and DN are the biggest national morning news papers in Sweden. He has been in evening papers and might be silly but I am glad he is covered in these papers. And now also Hellenius Hörna and Så mycket bättre. Thank You TV4. Now let’s hope national radio stations let his music in as well.
Here are some bits of the interview in SvD. It resembles his Sommarprat and nothing new for us really but a really nice interview with a nice tone in it and it will reach many households in Sweden that still has morning papers…
He talks about where he was a few years ago from the interview and I think it’s beautiful that he opens up about feeling lost, experimenting and on his journey to get to know himself and feel confident being who he is and that he also dares to vocalize his dreams. Remember that Jantelagen is strong in Sweden and vocalizing such big dreams is not usual. His journey continues!! I so want for him to reach his goals❤️
They start off with his FO&O and talk a out his bringing and his mom and dad and moving to Sweden.
One thing he hasn’t touched so much on before is how being known so young affected him:
“It was the sickest thing I've ever been through. It was both a kick and very scary to break through, especially when you were alone in town or going home on the bus. I was up in Stockholm and felt very watched. It was an emotional rollercoaster.”
He takes a deep breath.
“Every single person my age has known about me since I was 14 years old. It has been very intense and probably affected me in different ways. I've probably become more shy and stick mostly to my friends that I've had for many years.”
(We know he always pick stay home and that he is very close to his friends and has a circle of friends he feels safe with. And then about after FO&O)
“I released a few singles, but then the pandemic came and everything was put on hold. That's when it started.
Omar Rudberg puts one hand in his baggy leather jacket pocket and looks out through the Connection Hall in the Slaughterhouse area, where we met on a cool autumn afternoon.
“I was incredibly lost. Both in my professional role and in myself. I had no idea who I was or what I was going to be, what I liked and didn't like.
He set out on an experimental journey.
- I tried to find myself and started hanging out very intensively with friends. We hung out every day and became almost like a collective. It was incredibly fun and above all nice to see people who were in different ways.”
(I also liked this part where he talks about his creativity: )
“In the new homeland, the song and dance continued to be palpable, as did Omar's wild imagination. By the age of eight, it was so intense that his parents took him to a child psychologist.
- What they reacted to was that I didn't need toys. I could just enter another world, be chased by dinosaurs or have the worst action movie in my head. But I wasn't crazy, the child psychologist noted, just a child.
The creativity and musical gift can be traced to the grandmother and the mother. Early on, the latter ensured that Omar participated in talent competitions, often with success.
(And then more in creativity and using it to find yourself)
- My friends and I started trying different types of clothes. We played music and got dressed up. Some tried to put on makeup and nail polish. I really experimented. Those who are not in the know immediately think that a guy who wears make-up is gay or transgender - that bothers me. Make-up should not have to have an orientation, it should be for everyone. Now I wear black eyeliner when I feel like it without being ashamed.
Playing with the outside became a way to find home more in one's inner self, and the fact that Omar was named Best Dressed Man of the Year by the magazine Café this spring is something of a receipt for that.
- I have realized that I have to feel comfortable, stable and free with who I am if I am to be able to move forward in life. Clothes clearly play a role in that. They can also help me get into a certain character more easily.
(There is more text in YR and Karusell but he gets back to: )
“Although it is as an actor Omar has become known in recent years, it is the music he wants to focus on the most in the future. A few days ago, the new single Off my mind was released and tonight is the premiere of this year's So much better on TV4, where Omar is one of the participants.
Perhaps the participation will also be revenge for Omar as a solo artist.
- Yes, I hope people are reminded that I'm actually a singer at heart, it's music that I love the most. I'm looking forward to releasing an album eventually and especially to playing live.
A decade has passed since Omar Rudberg first broke through, when I ask what he thinks life will look like in another ten years, he first laughs at the thought of being 35. Then comes the answer:
- I want to have done the sickest gigs, have had several hits and be out on a world tour. I want to be in a Latin American TV series or movie and for my own company to be worth an incredible amount of money. I will not buy a Lamborghini, but a nice apartment for my mother so that she can be free as a bird. I want to give back everything I got from her.
He runs his hand through his slightly wavy hair and walks over to the mirror to get ready for the photo shoot.
- I would never have dared to have it this way a few years ago. Thankfully, I am much more confident in myself now.
You're not as lost anymore?
- No, I have grown a lot in recent years and now I feel stable enough to take myself forward in life. But I'm probably not quite there yet, the journey continues …
Translated bits from: Elin Liljero Eriksson - 23 oktober 2023 SvD Magazine.
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ROUND 5 MATCH 16: LINK VS. NICO
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Link from BotW/TotK faces Nico di Angelo from the Riordanverse. Who do you like more?
Link Propaganda:
"i love this guy"
"I love him so much, okay? He's the only person capable of wielding the Master Sword, bears the Triforce of Courage, and was chosen by the goddess Hylia to protect Hyrule"
"Pretty boy"
"ok so link is like the best character ever imo cause have you seen what he looks like in totk he's so gender and ahhh and he's really cool and I love him so so much <333 and oot link is really cool and he's my whole childhood, and I love skyward sword and wind waker link cause they're so expressive, and I love twilight princess wolf link I just love all versions of link so much<3 only exception is the version from the philips cdi games he's so goofy" (focus on the totk part of this one)
"link is THE Gender Envy icon pretty boy pretty boy with sword!!"
Nico Propaganda:
"autism"
"YOU KNOW WHAT. if autism isn't enough to compel you to VOTE NICO then i will write this.
ok so he's gay & european (like the legally blonde song) and also a goth. we love our goths here on tumblr right?!
first i need to provide you a visual. please imagine a small italian boy. now imagine that small italian boy going through a time machine hotel casino in vegas, some wack crazy traumatic incidents, becoming an alt/emo kid and being so fucking powerful that even gods show a little more respect to him than others...
nico has gone through literal hell TWICE !! one time it was VOLUNTARY !! and all the while he was probably experiencing said hell in its most terrifying form. this shows us his mental resilience and selflessness are incredibly strong traits of his and that maybe he should stop being a reckless bitch but whatever !!!!!!
tumblrinas listen up... nico was the first canon lgbt+ character created by rick riordan in the chb chronicles (i am not counting all the other gods, goddesses, minor deities and other figures of greco-roman myth). he was the trailblazer. his story didn't end in tragedy, but he found friendship and love and family, which in this age of upsetting "bury your gays" media is still quite hopeful to read!!
nico has a sunshine bf who would literally walk through hell with him!! i'm not kidding. this actually happened. i'm sure he's definitely cheering from the sidelines somewhere... please do not let will solace down!!
did i mention nico's the son of hades, god of the underworld?? this means his powers include, but are not limited to, being able to communicate with spirits via mcdonalds happy meals, wielding a sword that rends souls asunder, turning people into ghosts, re-animating skeletons, shadow traveling and being able to read other people's death auras.
these powers and his terrifyingly grumpy personality (in earlier books) have created a reputation famous among the demigods and deities. also he literally summons an entire skeleton army and rises from the fucking underworld with his father, stepmother and step-grandmother (all gods) (how does this work) in tow, inspiring FEAR and PANIC among the enemy lines.
and if that's not enough, he's friends with lizard people, his signature items of clothing are a BIG AVIATOR JACKET + SKULL RING = VERY GOOD CHARACTER DESIGN and his hair canonically smells like rain on stone. just so you know
VOTE NICO VOTE NICO VOTE NICO !!!!!!!!!!!"
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hotluncheddie · 2 years
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steve and robin are drunk. it’s about 6pm, they started at 3 and they’re having a blast! upside down shit is over! they’re best friends! young, dumb and having fun baby!!
'this was a great idea, its great, i love being drunk' steve's listening to robin's rambling, nodding and smiling. she's so funny and cool, god he loves her so much!
there's a knock at the door and steve rolls off of the couch, stumbling to his feet, very very elegantly thank you. 'steve steeeeeve no this is the best part, watch steve. watch look how hot she is!' robin is pointing at the screen but steve has no idea what film is on... the actress does look kind of hot tho. 'you're so right.' he tells her and she just nods over and over, eyes not leaving the screen.
steve rips the door open, ‘eddie!! hey robin eddies here how cool is that?’ god this is great! eddies here! steve loves eddie! well you know not like that... not yet...
‘let’s goooooo’ robin shouts from the lounge.
‘party time is it stevie?’ eddie smiles rocking back and forward a little on his heels, steve can't stop staring at him. wow. eddie!
'...can i come in or.. or is it steve and robin only time?' gasping steve processes what eddie is saying. reaching to grip him by the wrist, pulling him inside 'of course you can come in eddie! robin put some weird movie on i don't understand so you have to come save me'
steve doesn't spot the surprised smile that brightens eddies face at the contact. or the way his heart is squeezing at the free sort of happiness emanating from definitely wasted steve harrington. 'of course your highness'
steve giggles at that, dragging eddie to where robin is now sprawled over the recliner, her glass of wine back in hand. steve picks up his own glass and offers it to eddie. 'were drinking wine to be classy and because robin likes vampires now.'
'interview with a vampire read very gay steve' robin has her eyes on the movie still, lips staines red.
'i'm good, angel, i gotta drive back in a bit' eddie pushes the glass back towards steve who blushes and drops on the sofa. 'and i couldn't agree more buckley. now, not judging, but is there a reason you've gone on this very classy bender on a thursday?' eddie takes in the couple wine bottles on the table, sitting next to steve, close enough for their knees to brush.
'we work retail. this is basically saturday. we don't get weekends. time isn't real.' robin states pointing an accusing finger at eddie, her hair totally flat on one side and cheeks rosy.
they go on but steve has lost track of the conversation, he only knows it's happening because he can see eddies lips moving. they're nice lips, eddie likes to say nice things to steve. steve likes that. he likes eddie. he drains his glass, leaning forward to refill it and slumping back to look at eddie again. he's a little closer now, his brain points out. nice.
'you gonna be okay stevie? i gotta go have dinner with wayne, i only came by to drop you this.' eddie pulls a tape from inside his jacket and holds it up, tapping steve in the nose with it. steve giggles again.
'mmm yeah we'll be okay, off tomorrow, couch is comfy to sleep on.' steve wiggles his eyebrows and snuggles down more into the sofa, as if to prove his point. he beams as eddie laughs at him.
'metal?' steve asks, drinking more and holding the tape up close to his face. why are the words blurry? ah! wine! that's why. yes.
'some, not all. mostly just songs i think you'll like' eddie is looking at him and if steve was more sober he might see how nervous eddie is.
mostly steve just sees how pink his lips are as his tongue swipes over them and how big and sparkly his eyes are. always so sparkly, how does he do that?!
'you’re so pretty eddie' steve can't help it. eddie has to know, its, its important. so important that eddie munson knows just how pretty he is. how pretty steve thinks he is.
'pretty eddie. pretty hair, pretty eyes.' steve looks all over eddies face, trying to take it all in.
eddies eyes widen and his cheeks dust pink. there he goes again, steve thinks, being pretty! he can't take it!
'god, harrington you can't just say that' eddie looks at him incredulous, but smiling.
'ugh don't call me that, and i can say whatever i want. its my house and my wine party, thank you very much.' steve sips his drink, going for huffy but he's too drunk to really care, quickly going back to looking at eddie from his slumped position in the couch.
'apologies princess. how about this? call me tomorrow and if you still think I'm pretty we can talk about it then, kay?' eddie eyes are soft, if a little guarded not quite as sparkly.
'mkay, dunno why i'd stop just because it's tomorrow tho.' steve frowns a little, looking into his glass. eddies always been pretty.
'i see. well, i gotta go now stevie but i'll see you soon yeah? you'll look after robin and get some sleep?' eddie tucks some hair behind steves ear and oh. oh. that's nice. sleeve preens, blinking slowly, nodding.
he twists on the sofa, watching as eddie leaves with a little wave. listens as the rev of his engine grows faint into the distance. leaving the room quiet apart from robin's soft snores.
'tomorrow' steve whispers, before he goes to get glasses of water ready for them both and promptly passes out onto the sofa. face smushed into the pillow that smells most like eddie.
...
woken abruptly by the shrill ring of the phone, eddie stumbles into the living room, noting that the clock reads 9am. who the fuck would ring at 9 in the fucking morning?
he rips the phone away from the receiver. 'yes?'
'hey pretty boy.'
‘oh.’
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It was at fifteen that Sirius felt something for someone for the first time.
He was just a silly boy who had kissed a couple of girls not because he wanted them but because they initiated it.
The summer when he met George, Sirius would call it the best of his life. The bloke was one of his Uncle's friends. He was way older. In his thirties. He was cool, handsome and easy going. He dressed like a Rockstar: cool leather jackets, tight jeans, piercings and leather boots. Plus he had the most angelical voice Sirius had ever heard.
They toured through different cities of Europe thanks to Alphard's money. George sang in every bar and club they could find. Alphard brought his nephews along, pretending they were more than eighteen and not minors with little experience of that world.
Regulus didn't enjoy his time much. He didn't enjoy the clubs and crowds and preferred to get lost in his books. Sirius was delighted with all that experience. With George and his Uncle, he learned to drink, to smoke, to listen to music, to flirt and to have fun.
Sirius thought Alphard's life was wonderful. Full of adventures, so different than what the rightful House of Black represented. During that summer, Sirius swore to be just like George when he was older.
But what George made him feel was intense and very different than what he had felt before. George was this amazing person that Sirius wanted to impress. He got nervous around him. And at the same time he felt so wild, like anything was possible around him.
Sirius couldn't stop looking at him, admiring every move, every smile, every word that came out of his mouth. His heart beat harder when George winked at him. He blushed when he rubbed his hair. And when he sang, Sirius was transported to another world.
Of course in Sirius’s fifteen year old mind, it was impossible to acknowledge these feelings as love. It was impossible for Alphard to be gay. It was impossible for him to be gay. So Sirius just saw all of this as admiration. Nothing more.
They were just bachelors having fun without compromise.
"George, Uncle has been looking for you"
George was at the hotel terrace, sitting at the edge of the roof, looking down at the street, feet tangling down. He held a cigarette between his lips. He had dark shades and wearing only a white tee he looked incredibly great. How could he manage that?
"Sirius, come here" George gestured for Sirius to come closer, smiling at him with his perfect white teeth.
Sirius couldn't avoid blushing as he approached.
"Look at this view, isn't gorgeous?"
Sirius saw the city of Paris in front of his eyes. Sunset was making the sky pink and yellow. The buildings had a certain glow in them. Everything looked as if it was made of gold. Paris was truly breathtaking. Eiffel Tower in the back. Sirius had been a few times, but he had never seen the city this beautiful.
"C'est trés jolie" Sirius commented as he took a seat besides George.
George laughed. His hair was also golden, shinning under the sun.
"At least I get you to talk to me in French, your Uncle doesn't want to"
Sirius was aware of his cheeks getting on fire.
"I bloody love Paris" George added "Might want to stay here forever"
"Me too" Sirius suddenly agreed looking at the landscape "I don't want summer to be over"
George raised an eyebrow.
"Come on, I'm sure you miss your friends" he said "Maybe a pretty girl you left behind?"
Sirius did miss his friends. The Marauders and their silly pranks. Although he didn't think about them every second of the day. Not when Sirius was having this much fun. He thought he should probably write to James. Then he felt nostalgic and got excited about the idea of telling him about of his adventures to him. He was surely going to love them.
"Maybe my friends, but no.. I don't have a girl" Sirius found himself nervously playing with his wristband as he said this.
"Oh yeah? A boy as handsome as you?"
Sirius now smiled at his own silliness and way of blushing so easily.
"I am like my Uncle. A free spirit. Do not want to waste time in just one girl"
He said it mainly to sound cooler. Like George as well. He flirted and talked with plenty of girls after his shows. But never actually stayed with one.
George looked away into the sunset with a sigh "Your Uncle, a free spirit, isn't he?" he took a drag of his cigarette, then realized he was supposed to offer it to Sirius.
Sirius grabbed it between his fingers. He had managed to not cough the other day. He wasn’t very keen of the smell and taste. But he wanted to look cool. And George looked so cool while he smoked.
Sirius managed to take a full drag and only coughed a little as he let the smoke out. George was amused. God, why did Sirius want to impress him so much? And why did he fail miserably?
"Are you angry with him?" Sirius asked as he passed the cig back "With my Uncle? I heard you discussing with him yesterday after your show"
If Sirius had been paying more attention he would have seen George go a bit frigid.
"It was just some bickering, Sirius. Do you bicker with your mates?"
Sirius shared a dorm with his best friends. Sometimes they fought about silly stuff.
"All the time" Sirius sneered.
George nodded with a smile.
"Your Uncle has an insufferable temper, I must tell you"
Sirius chuckled "He is alright"
"Have we met the same Alphard?"
Sirius found himself laughing and afterwards he couldn't stop smiling. It was a stupid thing.
'I like you' Sirius wanted to say. 'I'm glad you are my Uncle's friend. And I am glad I met you'
"Don't worry about it, mate"
But he didn't dare. The words were just stuck on his throat like a bloody syrup.
George kept smoking in silence. Sirius opened his mouth trying to find the right words. It was the nervousness that got him this silly.
"Each morning I wake up and die a little, can't barely stand on my feet..."
However his thoughts were interrupted when George began singing. He winked making Sirius blush. It was an acapella song without music, without warning, just because he felt like it. And Sirius smiled because he recognized this song.
"Take a look in the mirror and cryyy... Oh lord what you're doing to mee... I have spent all my years in believing you... Someday I'm gonna be free Looooord!"
Sirius couldn't get more fascinated by George's voice. He hadn't heard something so beautiful. He hadn't seen anyone so beautiful. In his mind it was that he wanted to be exactly like George. That cool, that amazing, that talented, that perfect.
"Find me somebody to Looove... Find me somebody to Looove" Sirius sang as well.
George smiled before continuing.
"Caaan anybody find mee...." George made a pause looking at the beautiful sky "Somebody toooo....... loooooooveeeee...."
The last part gave Sirius goosebumps. Not even Mercury had managed that. So Sirius was smiling just because. Cheeks pink, no wonder.
And George was smiling as well. Cheeky little smile below his shades.
Sirius wanted to smile at someone someday and provoke all the crazy things he was feeling now.
"George, don't encourage my nephew to sing. He has a terrible voice"
Alphard was right behind them. He had a soft smile on his face. But he looked tired. Maybe he just woke up.
"And don't you dare encourage him to smoke" Alphard added as he practically ripped the cigarette out of George's hand.
"He is a grown up boy, Alphard"
"I am a grown up boy, Uncle" Sirius smiled innocently. He actually couldn't wait to be a grown up adult like these two. Free from Orion and Walburga, free from all the stupid rules.
Alphard rolled his eyes as he took a drag.
"Your mother will kill me if she knew what you've been doing this summer"
Sirius buffed. He was embarrassed to be treated like a brag in front of George.
"Better not tell her, eh Alphard?"
"Why don't you go and fetch your brother?"
Alphard asked as he kept smoking "He's been reading the same bloody book in bed all day..."
Regulus was just fourteen. And he was already behaving like a bloody boomer.
"Look at that sight, let's go eat something outside"
Sirius rolled his eyes.
"I am not Reggie's babysitter"
Alphard patted him in the shoulder. "Come on, lad. I need to have a moment alone with George, yeah?"
Sirius noticed George haven't said a word. He kept looking forward. Sirius wished he would know what he was thinking.
"Yeah, of course" he said reluctantly as he stood up. Alphard gave him a sympathetic smile before Sirius left.
As he was walking inside, Sirius turned to see at his Uncle and George discuss. They were talking in low voices so Sirius couldn't hear. He couldn't tell by the shades but was he crying?
Then Alphard whispered something to make George give him his handsome smile. And something weird happened. Alphard touched his cheek delicately. Both men looked into each other's eyes.
Sirius found the gesture so intimate that he decided to leave.
Sirius was blind back then. He should have seen that as romantic. He should have known what his Uncle was. What George was. Now with everything that had happened with Remus, it all made more sense. Remus was not the first bloke he had fancied. Perhaps...
Something was certain. Alphard had been terrified to tell everyone the truth. And Sirius was terrified as well. He wished his Uncle was not dead so he could talk to him. He wished Alphard had trusted him. But he didn't. And Sirius missed him very much. Now he had to figure out all of these feelings on his own.
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audhd-nightwing · 2 years
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more of punk!steve bc i adore him
steve first runs into the Party at the arcade (where he works part time because he wants to make his own money as a ‘fuck you’ to his parents and cuz it’s a chill job) and he becomes their favorite worker and they become his favorite customers. one day steve takes a smoke break in the parking lot and sees some kids bullying the Party and his older brother instincts kick in.
he walks up behind the party like “well well what do we have here?” and the Party is like “steve!! :D” and steve in his leather jacket and ripped jeans and combat boots glares down the bullies and they scamper off. from then on steve tells the kids to go to him if someone is bothering them and it becomes town-wide knowledge not to mess with byers wheeler henderson & sinclair. he basically becomes their personal Scary Dog.
the parents end up wanting to meet this young man who kept bullies away from their kids (and they’ve heard all sorts of rumors about him and he dresses like That so they���re suspicious) and steve’s like “yeah sounds great!” and immediately charms all of them because he’s a sweetheart and does genuinely care about and want to protect their kids. from then on he’s the go-to babysitter / ride to school / campaign host. steve pretends to be annoyed but he loves it and treats them all like they’re his younger siblings (especially lucas and dustin)
joyce and steve bond especially and they have coffee dates every sunday and just talk (joyce tries to get steve to come to her when he needs help or just someone to listen). at first everyone who sees them is super confused because what is paranoid mother Joyce Byers doing with the high school bad boy Steve Harrington?? but after a couple months it just becomes commonplace and people will even stop by to say hi
i also think jonathan and steve would end up being best friends in like freshman year and steve would get jancy together in s1 (steve and nancy don’t date). he’s never a third wheel though they have a great “this is my boyfriend and our best friend steve” type relationship. (plus jonathan never takes the creepy pics and the whole fight never happens so they’re all chill).
steve and robin are fellow outcasts so they’re chill. then steve beats up some guys who harassed her and they become actual friends and steve lets robin come over whenever her parents are being shitty. steve lowkey converts her into a punk and they basically do illegal shit and have a bunch of fun.
btw steve is a fully realized biromantic demisexual (or just queer whatv lol) and he has an extremely accurate gaydar which is partially why stobin become friends. anyways i’m mentioning this becauseee
steve meets will byers and Immediately Knows and pretty much comes out to him and tells him it’s okay and he becomes wills Gay Mentor (imo jonathan can either be straight or queer and just not really informed abt gay shit so steve would be the mentor in his place bc they’re basically brothers anyway (joyce absolutely tries to adopt steve multiple times)).
steve meets max at the arcade before any of the Party befriend her and she immediately becomes another of his favorite customers (the ranking is dustin, will & lucas & max, mike). she thinks he’s super cool and basically projects onto him as an older brother figure and he’s happy to play the part. he notices the way billy treats max and threatens him that if he ever treats her like that again he will kill him and hopper will help him hide the body. things are pretty peaceful for max after that. additionally neil hargrove gets arrested for domestic and child abuse and billy takes his car and leaves without a word. max’s mom still drinks so steve kinda unofficially adopts her, she has her own room in his house and ends up staying there most days. he ends up actually adopting her later but they’re still more of an older brother & younger sister dynamic than father & daughter
steve doesn’t interact with eddie until s4 but they know of each other and are on neutral terms until the byers move to cali and eddie starts DMing for dustin lucas mike erica and max (who steve managed to convince to play). they’re wary of each other at first but eddie realizes steve is actually a huge softie and steve realizes eddie is just a cute dork who reads LOTR and plays D&D.
steve isn’t on any sports teams or anything but he works out on his own, goes for jogs every morning with jonathan and nancy especially after the demogorgon and demodog shit. basically he’s fit and good at fighting (due to more experience with it) and nancy taught him how to shoot so he can do that too. most of his scars are from demo-creatures instead of fistfights, though he has a few of those too (not from jonathan or billy tho).
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matchacowbee · 10 months
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Hhhggghhgb I did it guys I wrote the South Park fic about them discovering my blog (´-ω-`) I’m still not the best writer so I hope it doesn’t sound too off or weird >< i also couldn’t figure out how to do Kenny’s muffles so they’re not in here. sorry if the ending kinda sucks 😭
anyways-
Who tf is matchacowbee??
- this is a tickle fic so if that’s not ur thing bye
- cw for minors swearing
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The four boys stared at the computer as each of their faces went red.
“Who the FUCK is matchacowbee? Seriously you guys, this is not funny.” Cartman yelled.
“Whoever is doing this better fess up soon!”
As Cartman was growling at the others, Stan and Kenny looked over at the computer in a sense of shock and confusion.
“Uhh, this is all just fake right?” None of this is true right guys?” Stan said quietly.
“Of course it’s not fucking true! These psychos made me sound like a little pussy!” Cartman shouted.
“Relax dude, let’s just calm down for a second. This is obviously just someone fucking with us, right Kyle?” Stan responded.
“…uh Kyle?”
The three boys looked over at the redhead.
Kyle’s face was flushed with a shade of bright pink, as he looked at the computer mortified.
For Kyle, this wasn’t just some blog talking about how sensitive and ticklish he was, this was his deepest secret being exposed to anyone. Kyle couldn’t take any type of tickles, and this was dangerous information for his friends to know. A new wave of embarrassment sent a chill down his spine and he covered his face with his hands.
“Hey, hey! Kyle you good?” Kenny said. Reaching a hand out, he pokes Kyle in the side.
“Gah!! H-hey Kenny!” Kyle jerks away from Kenny and then scrambled to the other side of Cartmans room.
“Well it looks like the rumors about Kyle are true.” Cartman sneered
“No it’s not fatass!” Kyle said with a red face.
“Let’s find out” Kenny said as he began walking towards Kyle while wiggling his fingers at him.
“Kenny, you… you wouldn’t..” Kyle said as he backed away into a corner, and nervously sunk to the floor.
Cartman and Stan returned their gaze to the computer, as shrieks of laughter erupted in the background.
“This is so not cool I’m gonna fucking kill these people” Cartman said.
Stan thought about the idea of Wendy tickling him and his face went red as well. He was embarrassed to admit it, but Stan was indeed ticklish as well. The thought of his girlfriend wrecking him gave him butterflies in his stomach. If Wendy ever found out his weakness, he wouldn’t know what to do.
“KENNEHEHEY!! GAHA- GHEHET OFF OF MEHEE!”
Kenny had his hands under Kyles jacket and was running his fingers along his sides, until he hit a more sensitive spot on his ribs.
“Heh, sweet. Kyles totally a ticklish little pussy.” Cartman said, as he looked at Kyle wriggling underneath Kenny on the floor.
“S-shut uhuhup Cartmahan!” Kyle let out with a fit of giggles.
Stan walked over and pulled Kenny off Kyle.
“Yeah Cartman, it said we were all sensitive. Check it out.” Stan said as he scribbled his fingers underneath Kenny’s arms. Kenny thrashed around in Stan’s grip as muffled giggles poured out of his parka.
“Hehe see! Kenny’s ticklish too. It’s not just Kyle.” Stan said as he slipped his hands lower, meeting Kenny’s sides.
“A-aAhaHa! Stahahan stohohop!!” Kenny cried out. Then he let out a loud squeal as Stan squeezed his hips.
“Whatever guys this is totally gay. At least I’m not a whiny little bitch like you guys.” Cartman protested.
Stan rolled his eyes as he let Kenny go from his hold.
“..Lets just forget that we ever saw that okay…” Kyle said shyly.
“I agree, this is total bull-“ as Stan was cut off from his sentence, Kenny tackled him onto Cartmans bed.
“Whoa Kenny what do you think, wait WAIT!!” Kenny began scritching around Stan’s navel and belly button. “whaHahAt theheh ehehell!!”
Kenny grinned at Stan. “Someone mentioned this was a sensitive spot of yours Stan.”
As Kenny tickled Stan, he couldn’t help but think back to some of the things he had read about himself. Him and his siblings did have tickle fights from time to time. So wrecking Stan and Kyle was easier with his past experience. But like the others, Kenny couldn’t deny his ticklishness either.
As Stan squirmed around on top of the bed, Cartman glared at them and Kyle looked away embarrassed.
“Okay all you fags need to get out of my house right now. Go make out somewhere else.”
Kenny quits tickling Stan, and pulls him up off the bed. Cartman ushers them to the door.
The three friends exit Cartmans house. Stan and Kenny in front, as Kyle trailed behind, still visibly embarrassed. Stan and Kenny both gave him some pokes on his sides to try and snap him out of it.
As Cartman watched them walk away from his front door he sighed. He then shut the door and prepared to get ready to go to bed. Then suddenly, he felt a squeeze on his side.
“AY!” He whipped his head around and looked up.
Ms. Cartman smiles sweetly at her son. “Eric did you have fun with your little friends today? I heard a lot of laughter up there.”
Cartman looks down at the floor, "Yeah I guess, they were acting all gay tickling eachother."
His mom leans down to give her son a quick kiss on his cheek. She wraps her arms around him and gives him a hug.
"Ugh meeem stop!" Cartman tried to squirm out of her grip, until he suddenly felt a ticklish sensation on his stomach.
"Aw is my little muffin also ticklish?" Liane said as she tickled her son’s sides and stomach.
“N-naha no NO! Gehet off me meheheem!” Cartman said while pushing away her hands.
He hated to admit it but even Cartman couldn’t deny that he wasn’t immune to tickles. He kinda sorta liked it in a way, coming from his mom only though. With the other boys, he was definitely going to consider tickling them as a torture method. Just as long as they never tried it on him.
Turns out that all the blogs the four boys had seen, weren’t totally wrong about them.
:p
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thyfggfy · 5 months
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It feels appropriate to continue the series with this little cutie - Mason Hewitt.
In his introductory season his outfits are ...... nothing special . He doesn't stand out in any way .
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A lot of his clothes are ill-fitting and some have awkward patterns on them .It is honestly kind of dreadful to look at sometimes.
However , similar to his best friend , Mason shows genuine improvement in the following season. His clothes fit better and he still has fondness for patterns , but they are simply nicer .
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It is in season 6 though when he really ups his game.
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We see him put on some pretty cool items that you wouldn't catch most guys dead wearing like these high low t-shirts
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this sleeveless woolen cardigan
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or this short-sleeved boxy jacket
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and even when the articles of clothing themselves are pretty ordinary he menages to style them meticulously .
For example , this pink sweater over denim shirt combo.
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or this short-sleeved hoodie and ripped jeans matched up with a pair of combat boots
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Now , we all know that in the film he is only in his deputy uniform ( which by itself is just tragic)
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, but apparently the promotional material for the movie was done last minute which led to Khylin showing in his own clothes and thankfully that does look like something adult Mason would wear
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Sadly , this time around I can not sing the praises of the production (they would have to care about Mason in order for me to give them credit).
At best they were like ,,Now , we are not gonna give Mason an actual development even though we made him integral to the plot , BUT we are going to give him a cute boyfriend and some sick drips''.
Nevertheless , I still appreciate the resemblance of a journey. It feels way more natural for Mase to slowly develop style wise instead of him just starting as the fashionable one from the get-go just because he is the new main gay kid.
Chapters : Jackson ; Derek ; Liam ; Theo ; Scott.1 ; Scott.2
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Round 4 Match 15
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propaganda below the cut! (massive wall of text warning)
Tracy Chapman:
"I can’t think of anything clever to say because I’m too busy sighing dreamily"
"GUYS ITS FUCKING TRACY CHAPMAN VOTE FOR HER OR ELSE ILL EAT PLAYDOUGH"
"Tracy Chapman made the best song of all time (fast car)"
"ik im the hope sandoval guy but if hope doesn't make it tracy has to she made me realize i was a lesbian i just thought i was bi then i listened to her and now im a lesbian she is powerful she is strength if you looked at her and looked at my art you would see 20 years of inspiration from one single woman"
"she's too good to commit atrocities to me but im the gore guy and you aren't for that. i would let her take out my vocal chords and use them as floss. i would have her saw down my bones to make a vinyl of her music. i would go on all fours and let her slaughter me like a pig. i want to be her cat"
"The most powerful written and performed voice of the 90s. Everyone, of any nationality or belief system, could feel the words Tracy Chapman sang. She gets her dues but deserves even more."
Stephen Malkmus:
"i can't even stand stephen malkmus but there's a very special girl out there who needs this win"
"My perpetually stoned, nonsensical girlfriend...if we don't invent the time machine soon I might die. He's like 6 ft tall so unfortunately I'd be like one of those birds that ride on giraffes and eat bugs out of their fur. And then I'd die in a weed accident during the recording of Wowee Zowee? Before that though I'd spend 25 hrs a day in bed with him. Alright thanks"
"Stephen Malkmus chronically addicted to moaning and gasping in Pavement songs like he’s getting the best dicking down of his life in the back of the tour bus while everyone else is asleep"
"This is the indie-label match, right? Then it has to be Malkmus, he *made* the scene. And he's still releasing excellent music today. He's just the most influential rockstar of the 90s."
"my gay pavement fan uncle gets out of prison tonight and he knows you ratted him out in '06. the only way to make this right is to vote for stephen"
"Pretty please vote for him, my friend loves him and he really wants him to win"
""There were times he refused to speak to his bandmates, pulling a jacket over his head and referring to himself as "the little bitch"." I have also heard him refer to himself as a brat, a queen, a primadonna, a sociopath, and a narcissist. All of these descriptors have made me want to slam him against a wall and turn his neck fun new colors."
"I mean, Pavement is THEE indie band of the 90s. The lowkey snark, Koreaaaa, so much style that it's wasted. And Malkmus is an understated cool rockstar: the hair, the face, Silver Jews! He never ever sold out. He's the 90s."
"the most beautiful man ever he looks like a gorgeous fairytale prince. he has been hot since he emerged on the scene and continues to be so as their reunion tour comes to a close. stephen forever"
"we have to consider the autism swagger. find me a pavement write up that doesn’t spend three paragraphs waxing lyrical on his inability to make eye contact. find me a YouTube comment section that doesn’t have hoards of moms swooning over his flat affect. his refusal to wear anything more formal than a flannel for the first decade of his career? genuinely culturally influential. 30 glorious years of expressionless performances. sunglasses in the dark. so many straight men falling over themselves for him they made a joke about it in the Barbie movie. raw tbh sex appeal. and he’s got a great nose"
"he had a couple of unfortunate haircuts during this period but highkey i would break both of my arms to just be able to make out with him. please vote for SM my life is in danger if you don't"
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amaranthsynthesis · 6 months
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every time I see a modern Astarion in leather jackets and motorcycle gear and shit I do have to physically restrain myself from arguing in the replies bc like. I love him as much as the next little gay ass motherfucker but we all gotta come to terms with the fact that Astarion would be a Ralph Lauren girly. He is preppy and posh and very keen to tell you about the thread count of his lightweight summer linen trousers. He has at least one private club membership. His watch cost more than you make in six months. He is NOT a bad boy in any way except for the murdery ones, and that he will sell you designer drugs.
Now. WYLL on the other hand most definitely would have a beat up old leather coat and motorcycle boots he found at a garage sale that are older than he is and has lovingly maintained, he has a bike that he does his own maintenance on to the best of his ability, whenever he reaches into his pockets for something like three crumpled xerox zines that he picked up somewhere all fall out at once. All of his friends are tattoo artists and community organizers with felonies.
What I am saying is that if you want one of the companions to be the slick punk bad boy Spike wannabe it is NOT the vampire it is the folk hero america's fucking sweetheart and I am biting you until you accept this, we are enemies, i don't know if this is just shortsightedness or regular fandom racism where all the cool stuff about a black character gets transposed to the fandom fav white boy but it's killing me guys
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