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Atlanta lock is probably bllk fandoms greatest contribution to humanity

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Reminiscing rn.....

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The idea of someone literally erasing nuclear weapons from existence only for mankind to somehow recreate then AGAIN for warfare is one of the bleakest concepts I've seen from fiction and the saddest part is that i can totally see that happening in real life.

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Chainsaw Man will forever remain one of the greatest unparalleled manga of all time because Fujimoto will write a chapter that’s a hard-hitting, unambiguous critique of the United States as the worlds worst war-monger and perpetrator of atrocities and then end the chapter with the line “You can call me Li’l D.”

These panels are five pages apart.

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gullible is written on his forehead

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the soft click of the door echoed faintly through the quiet apartment as kuroo stepped inside, the weight of the day hanging heavy on his shoulders.

his usual confident stride was slower now, the long hours and back-to-back meetings finally catching up to him. he couldn’t complain, he loved his job, but the national league and olympics slowly approaching made him more stressed and tired.

he tugged off his shoes with a sigh and loosened his tie with one hand, letting it hang slack around his neck as he made his way to the living room.

collapsing onto the sofa, kuroo let his head sink into the cushions. the soft fabric felt like heaven against his tired skin and the fact that it smelled like you… he was completely in bliss.

he draped an arm over his eyes, chest rising and falling in a rhythm that grew slower and slower until sleep gently pulled him under, the corners of his lips still faintly upturned from a thought of you.

the apartment was bathed in a soft, amber glow from the setting sun filtering through the curtains when the door opened again.

you stepped inside, your own day having left you a little drained, especially after your presentation and not having enough time to even rest your feet for a few minutes but the sight that greeted you immediately softened every edge of your exhaustion.

there he was, your kuroo. tie loose, shirt a little wrinkled, dark hair a mess from where he’d raked his fingers through it all day. he looked peaceful, one arm slung above his head, lips parted slightly in sleep, snoring a bit.

you smiled.

quietly, you took off your heels and walked over, crouching beside the couch and brushing a hand gently through his hair, the strands soft and familiar beneath your fingers. he stirred a little at the touch but didn’t wake up. you ran your thumb gently over his temple, heart full and aching with love. oh, your heart was about to combust at the sight of him. how peaceful he was, how beautiful he looked…

“i missed you,” you whispered, voice barely audible over the hum of the evening as you left a soft kiss on his cheek.

he looked so vulnerable like this. so different from the composed, sharp-tongued kuroo the world knew. he never let anyone see you like this, only you knew this version of him best—the man who fell asleep on the couch because he worked too hard, kuroo, who always wanted the best for you and your relationship, kuroo, the man who made space for you even in his dreams.

you leaned forward and pressed another kiss to his forehead, lips lingering for a few seconds ind against his soft skin.

“i love you,” you murmured, resting your head gently against his chest for just a moment, letting yourself be still, right there with him, the rhythm of his heart almost making you sleepy.

and somehow, even in sleep, his hand found yours, pulling you closer, like he always did.

you love this little life of yours.

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wdym this creature with big boba eyes and pouty cheeks is the demon king of blue lock

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This would be me irl bc ong we are so glazing Isagi🤞

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⋆｡°🎧ྀི.⊹₊ ⋆ when you think of eremika as a miscommunication trope type shoujo anime romance, you can still delude yourself into believing they’ll get their happy ending !

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all the men in maomaos life are truly just boyfailures who love her too much and have way too much power

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blue lock boys x brown girl!

sae , rin , yoichi , michael

reader speaks hindi/urdu ;)

itoshi sae

the men's dress code was simple at your cousin's wedding. a black kurta. you helped sae with it and oh my god...he literally looked like a hot villain with the sleeves rolled up, hair pushed back and all. you were literally blushing, looking at him and he—"this is itchy..." and then when you're ready with your attire, he's in love all over again. but he doesn't show it ofcourse, he's itoshi sae, clicking his tongue, looking away. you ask him what's wrong. he's simply asks that ain't it injustice that the woman wear so much and get all dolled up while men just wear that and they're done? well. that's the question people have for generations now. but anyways. the aunties: where did you order him from?? does he have a brother?? (#SaveRin) later, while eating, he's grumpy cause some guy tried to flirt with THE itoshi sae's girlfriend. you just feed him a sweet saying, "don't be angry, sae-jii~" he glares at you, nom noming that addicting sweet.

itoshi rin

"JIJU~~~~"

"JIJAJI~~~"

there goes your little siblings already teasing him. but he doesn't mind, he only raises his eyebrow cause he knows that the little menaces are actually teasing you. you gently pinch your little brother's ear. owwwww! the gremlin dramatically cries, clinging onto rin, "jijaji, see! your wife is bullying me!" "good. she bullies me too." you gasp, hitting him on his arm. "what? im just being honest with my sala." you gasp louder, hitting him again. your grandma from the hallway, "don't hit him! it's bad luck to hit your husband in public!" and rin? he smirks! you have to smack him again. "don't act like an alpha, my dadi literally called you a beta." also cue neighbouring aunties— does he want a rishta?? my daughter's single! does he have a brother?? (#SaveSae)

isagi yoichi

he's becoming you. literally. he loves your culture so much T-T. he's learning your language, and not because he's nervous around your parents(ok maybe he is. and thats only natural.) but like, he really loves learning. he's so adorable, demanding to have a word for the day. he follows you like a puppy, lowkey annoying(jk he's never annoying. maybe overboard sometimes) "y/n, did i say it right—?" "USE DUO LINGO." :(. like i said, he's becoming you. he once said "acha" after his coach explains. during matches, he's like "ufff yaar!" whenever a tragedy happens.

everyone: ?

yoichi: mind your business.

HE CALLS YOU YAAR TOO😭. "yaar," he calls. "yo-chan." "what? you are my yaar," he grins, "and also my pyaar."

michael kaiser

ah yes. our favourite gora pakora. ofcourse he fell for a brown girl who was out of his league. he's your ma's favourite. at the dinner table, your ma's serving him food with a smile. and every time your dadi sees his plate empty, she's like— nope. not on my watch, bahu~ bring more food~ he's too thin!. michael chuckles and has to explain that he's an athlete and can't eat this much but the second your ma serves him another paratha, he's in heaven. "y/n never fed me this. i think she hates me," he complains to your ma. you choke on water, "what?? you literally said you didn't want anything spicy when i was about to make this!" you counter. "don't blame him!" ma defends his honour. "poor boy didn't know what he was missing," dadi adds. you sit there, lowkey sulking. "naraz na ho, meri jaan," he says with a horrible accent and a shit eating grin. everyone gasps. "when's the wedding???"

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peakpeakpeakpeakpeakpeakpeak

hi hi!! can I request a one shot of shidou?

what I'm thinking is like.. shidou is ur freaky class mate that u got pared up with for a project and after school the reader goes to his house to work on the project but in the middle of not focusing shidou starts rambling about his dorky interests(eg. Chainsaw man,how soccer gets him excited) and thats the moment Reade4 fell inlovr w shidou??

I've been dying for this plsss!!!

this has been sitting in my inbox for so long because i love it so much i’m afraid to touch it. locked in for shidou tho xx

after school study session

shidou ryusei x gn!reader. fluff! crack. nerdy shidou who yaps about his interests when he’s comfortable :(

you were terrified when you got paired with shidou ryusei for your environmental studies partner assignment. he had quite a reputation for being that guy (an absolute unwarranted freak) on the soccer team, and there were rumors about him getting chained and muzzled like a dog for being aggressive during and before matches.

you were willing yourself not to tremble in case he could smell fear when he met your eyes from across the lecture room. you averted your gaze after flashing a quick, polite smile, turning away before gauging his reaction.

the partners were assigned after four separate groups of three tried to ask the teacher if they could pair up, then got loud when she said no. thus, you were stuck with the class freak, and you had no idea how you’d pass.

after lots of mental debate, you decided to accept when shidou offered to host a meet-up at his house. he didn’t mention how strange it was for him to invite you to his place when the school had study rooms available, but you figured you might have to stay late (the library closes at 8pm).

shidou didn’t send you a dick pic immediately after securing your number, unlike what your friends told you. actually, his texts were extremely professional and polite—so much so that you almost forgot the rumors surrounding him.

then you were at his apartment, and suddenly you were panicking. what if his texts were just a sham to get you to drop your defenses? what if he wanted you to think he was a good guy, just to get you alone?

but when shidou opened the door, hair flat without its signature gel, you decided maybe you were okay with that.

your greetings were quiet and a little awkward, but you kept the polite smile on your face as he led you inside.

you sat perched stiffly on the edge of his couch, flipping through the pages of your textbook while shidou sat criss-crossed on the floor with a half-empty energy drink and a marker uncapped in his mouth.

“so..." he said once the silence became too much to bear. "carbon emissions, right?”

you glanced up to find him looking up at you through his lashes, his head still turned toward his book, as if testing the waters. you cleared your throat. “right.”

“bad for the fish.”

your brows scrunched. “mhm. more the ocean in general, i think, but sure.”

shidou hummed like he was considering your words and scribbled something incomprehensible in the margins of his portion of the worksheet. then, he pointed at the scribbles and said, “doesn’t this look like the chainsaw man logo?”

you tilted your head to look when he scooted closer to your legs. “huh?”

“chainsaw man.” he tapped the page again. “y’know? the manga? with the orange dog-thing and the chainsaws? peak fiction.”

you stared. so far, you went from thinking he was a crazed freak, to finding him attractive, to wondering if he was a secret weirdo. all of the versions of shidou presented in front of you was giving you whiplash. “why are we talking about this right now?”

“i don't know... but it does look like the logo, right?" he stared up at you expectedly, like if you were to brush him off, he would drop the topic entirely.

instead, you nodded. "i guess it kind of does."

his energy picked up immediately, as if he’d been waiting months, maybe even years, for someone to humor him.

“okay, listen. denji seems like a dumbass at times, but he's actually, like, really human. chasing girls, chasing food, chasing his dreams... it’s sick." he was speeding up now, speaking with his hands. "and the fights go hard. the art’s nasty in a good way. it’s so cool. oh, and side characters? i wish i could live in a universe like that. it would never get boring.”

by this point, he full-on ranting, energy drink abandoned somewhere behind him, arms waving as he explained. “people think i’m weird for liking it. maybe they'd think i'm weird no matter what. but so what? some things are meant to be weird. they're too complex to be understood. that’s the point. weird little freak characters are where it’s at.”

he finally looked back at you, his grin lazy and sharp all at once. “feels good. talkin’ about shit i like. chainsaw doodles, manga art, especially to girls who don’t run away screaming when i talk about them. makes my heart throb. don't stick around long enough to hear me go on about soccer. you’ll be real sick of me, then.”

he tapped his chest, right where his heart was and made a ba-dum, ba-dum, motion.

you opened your mouth, about to tell him he’s weird, when it hit you. this was his passion. he wasn't being weird; he was excited. you wondered how long it'd been since he had someone to just sit and listen.

and for some reason... you wanted him to go on. you wanted to ask him to tell you about soccer, because you couldn't remember the last time you'd heard someone talk about something with this much unfiltered, genuine excitement. he wasn't putting on a show. he wasn't trying to freak you out.

all he did was talk. like you were friends.

“hey. still with me?” he sat up and leaned closer, squinting his fuchsia eyes at you. “your face got all weird just now.”

you pressed your back against the cushions, looking away to hide the flush on your cheeks. “yeah, i’m good... you can keep going.”

his grin widened, canines on display. “really? i'm gonna warn you, once i start, i may not be able to shut up again."

“i don’t mind. it’s kinda cute.” your eyes widened in disbelief at your slip-up, and you silently prayed he didn't catch that.

shidou blinked. then he chuckled against his knuckles. “say that again, and you’ll make me fall for you.”

he was joking. probably. but you smiled, anyway. "whatever. where were we? carbon emissions, right?"

"ah, what happened to 'you can keep going'?"

you pulled your knees up to your chest and rested your chin against them. "go on, then. before i change my mind."

neither of you focused on the project for the next hour and a half. shidou explained the entire chainsaw man plot in painstaking detail, getting distracted halfway through explaining the gun devil to ask who your favorite movie villain was, and then demanded to know why you weren't as hyped about murder chainsaws as he was.

you didn't mind. it was the most fun you’d had in a while.

it was past midnight when you finally finished the project (thanks to the endless supply of monster energy drinks in shidou's fridge). he didn't offer to walk you home, but he did stop you at the door with a finger pressed to your forehead. “wait.”

you waited, too confused by the interaction to ask anything other than, “what?”

he disappeared without replying. just left you standing awkwardly by his door while he vanished deeper into his apartment.

you heard rustling from inside, followed by a loud thunk. something crashed, then a muffled, “fuck, whatever.”

a second later, shidou was back in the doorway with both arms full. “here.”

without pause, he dumped the entire first stack of chainsaw man volumes into your hands. 1-13, no box set. they looked a little bent on the corners, like they’d been read a hundred times.

“i’m gonna quiz you later, so make sure you read them. all of them.”

your head shot upright. “quiz me?!”

“yeah. how else am i supposed to make sure you get me?” he grinned, sharp and boyish. “can’t date someone who doesn’t respect freaks.”

you almost choked. “who said anything about dating—”

“huh? didn’t you call me cute earlier?”

you shut your mouth.

shidou laughed at your reaction, clearly proud of himself. “thought so. take good care of those, hm? they’re my babies.”

“you’re trusting me with your babies?” for some reason, you were touched.

“don’t make it weird.”

you scoffed, pulling the mangas closer to your chest. "right. cause i'm the weird one here."

but he was smiling in that way again—soft, corners of his mouth twitching like he was trying not to laugh too loud. “come back when you finish ‘em. i’ll buy you ramen or something.”

“fine," you said, voice a little distracted as you twisted and turned the pile of mangas in your arms. you still couldn't believe you were leaving the shidou ryusei's house feeling... happy.

he watched you walk down the hall, hugging his prized manga to your chest like a treasure, and scoffed so only he could hear. if this was how all after school study sessions went, he wouldn't mind having another with you.

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LABEWBEW✨

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sae itoshi in calvin klein boxers should be illegal.

normally, your boyfriend doesn't do photoshoots. he found the whole concept of posing in front of a camera for hours exhausting and pointless for his soccer career—why should he sit and do inherently nothing when he could be perfecting his soccer skills? working out? analyzing matches? anything else?

but, when his sweet girlfriend's photography internship happens to be at the same place his manager had received an offer for an exclusive shoot, sae decides he'll agree to be a model for them just this once, but only if you were one of the people taking his pictures.

after turning down some of the world's most luxurious brands simply out of spite, calvin klein was quick to agree to sae's terms and conditions without a second thought. maybe you were an old friend he was doing a favor for—no one really suspected you two were dating, but that was only because you two had decided to keep your relationship under wraps.

you're fiddling with your camera's settings as one of the other photographers describes what the photoshoot would mainly entail to sae—the man's pen taps against his clipboard as he tells sae what pieces he'd be promoting and what poses he should expect, and sae nods along wordlessly as everyone around you buzzes with excitement. it was rare for sae to accept brand deals, forget the ones that weren't even sports-related—so the photographers you'd be working with were exceptionally surprised, and it seemed like the whole room was buzzing with excitement.

sae was undeniably handsome. it didn't help that he was stupidly photogenic, too, meaning every pose he did was effortlessly irresistible—but, in turn, it meant every picture you got was perfection incarnate. subtly, from time to time, he'd shift his pose to be better directed towards your camera specifically, and you took every shot with a smile on your face.

after the summer line was done, it was time for calvin klein's classic boxers to be worn.

sae looked, in simple terms, drop-dead gorgeous. every contour of his body and muscles was highlighted and even further pronounced by the studio's lighting—and your boyfriend can practically feel the giddiness radiating off of you as you take a number of candid shots while everyone around you bustles to adjust the lights and camera positions around the room before they start shooting again.

"you know, my contract for this photoshoot didn't say anything about candid shots," sae muses, stopping in front of you with one hand perched on his hip and a raised brow, but the only response he gets from you is a cheeky grin.

click.

"mr. itoshi—i think they're ready for you now," you say sweetly, and sae looks over his shoulder before noticing the head photographer waving him over. he huffs, shaking his head and turning around to give you a look that says, 'i'll deal with you later.' it was a playful glance, one reserved only for you, and even as he's walking away—you take a picture of his back because holy shit, this studio's lighting made your boyfriend's build look like that of a greek god.

after a snack break and another forty-five minutes, the photoshoot concluded with twelve decided pictures of sae that would be released to the public for their campaign. a good portion of them were taken by you, and you were happy for the recognition and appreciation.

"that's a wrap! everyone say thank you to mr. itoshi for accepting our studio's offer!"

after a chorus of thank you's for your boyfriend and a few more words spoken with the director, he's ready to head home. sae had changed back into his own clothes by now, and while the people around you are getting ready to head out, sae approaches you while you finish up packing away your camera.

"good day?" he questions with a hum, and you peer up immediately at the sound of his voice. for a moment you don't respond, glancing around you to make sure no one was looking before you reach up and place a gentle peck onto his lips.

"the best! this photoshoot's my biggest project yet. thank you for coming, sae. really." you smile warmly, slinging your camera bag over your shoulder as his eyes soften.

"come on, we're going home together."

you're out of the building in no time and back in sae's car before you know it. currently, you're curled up in the passenger seat beside him, flicking through all the shots you'd taken of him today.

"you're so handsome..." you murmur mindlessly, squinting your eyes as you connect your camera to your portable printer, patiently allowing it to print out the images for you as sae huffs.

"i'm well aware; you tell me every chance you get." he sighs, and you laugh under your breath, not really responding besides that as you continue looking through the images.

you were really happy when sae accepted the photoshoot offer—actually, you'd tackled him with quite the hug after you found out. he liked this side of you, the one that was so unconditionally happy just doing your thing. photography was a constant in your life—sae knows this. your instagram, private with no followers besides his own personal account, is a treasure. every memory and every moment in time is photographed by you. your posts made even the most mundane things look ethereal.

most of your pictures consisted of either sae, the sea, or some sort of moment from one of his games. you were sae's biggest supporter, and looking over at you in the passenger seat beside him—he can't help but stare. you look so cute smiling at his pictures like that, and the gentle breeze that comes from the open window of his car has your hair flowing around you like waves.

"y/n," he starts, and you hum in response.

sae doesn't say anything else. he merely pulls over his car onto the side of the road, unbuckling his seatbelt and getting out as you tilt your head in confusion. he walks around to your side of the car and opens the door for you.

"see that sunset?" he questions unceremoniously while pointing towards the beach across the road—you nod slowly, still terribly puzzled.

"teach me how to take a picture. i want to take one of you this time."

sae watches the gears turn in your head, and he knows he made the right decision asking you once your entire face lights up with the most beautiful smile he's ever seen.

"really?! you mean it? oh my gosh, this really is the best day ever! let's go, let's go! the sun's in the perfect position right now for taking a shot!"

sae listens intently to your instructions as you two lounge on the sand. you're explaining the main functions he'll need to use in order to take a picture, and he nods along, hoping he remembers all your words once it's time to take your picture.

"how about we practice first? here, try and take a shot of the sea right now, and let's see how you do!"

sae nods with a quiet hum, carefully taking the camera from you.

hold the camera steady, aim at the subject, make sure it's in focus, and then press the shutter button.

he stays completely still as he holds the camera, and your heart positively swoons watching sae. he looks adorable with his lips pressed together in concentration as he tries to take the perfect picture. you hear the familiar click of your camera and immediately scoot over beside him to look at it.

"oh wow, this is perfect! hey, are you trying to steal my job or something?!" you accuse, and to your surprise, sae laughs.

he's only ever known soccer—sae can't get the words out, but he hopes you can understand how much he appreciates you for being the one to show him new things in life he never had the chance to explore before.

"maybe i am. what then? now, you sit back, cariño. it's my turn."

sae has you splayed out on the sand, and he'd gathered a few seashells to arrange around your head like a halo. you're laughter is infectious, and he finds himself dipping down to give you a kiss every chance he gets.

soon enough, sae's hovering over you—focused and snapping picture after picture, moment after moment, and he can't remember a time in his life where he's ever felt this happy and soft. you smile for him, and despite having taken at least a dozen shots already, he wants to take more.

he'll print these photos of you, no doubt. he'll put them in his wallet, he'll make them his phone's wallpaper, he'll engrave them into his mind if he must—this moment was just that special to him.

well, maybe it wasn't the moment. it was more so your smile and the look in your eyes when you looked at sae.

"beautiful. you're beautiful. i love you so much, cariño.

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grocery lists | a blue lock smau - part i — feat. itoshi sae

synopsis — when the empty number you've been using to list your groceries finally gets a recipient, your territory gets disturbed in an unusual way. cw : gn!reader, no pronouns used, smau, mentions of food, a sorry attempt at crack, fluff, sae is a lightmode user, short writing portion at the end a/n : baby's first smau! plz be nice or ill cry very hard thankyuo... this is also inspired by this meme

"'Mango'... how stupid," you mutter under your breath, eyes glaring with irritation burning as you stare at the given contact name the stranger has given you.

Your roommate scoffs out a laugh, "Yeah, like Re Al's Itoshi Sae was a much better option."

The click of your tongue resonates through your shared living room.

"Shut up. It's not my fault—I blanked out and his poster was right in front of me," you mutter as you glance at the large framed poster of said player, where it sits almost intimidatingly on the wall near the TV in a row filled with other framed players of your roommate's admiration. "I thought I told you to take that down and put it in your room. He's not even your favorite player."

Yoichi shrugs and scoops himself up another piece of your cheesecake despite your protests, a piece of mango juice dribbling down his chin. "Yeah, I know. But I need to get to his level, so I put that there as motivation."

You frown, pulling the plastic casing of the cake away from him before he can steal another bite. "It's ugly. He's ugly, put it somewhere else."

"You and I both know that last bit is a lie," he grins and wiggles his brows. "I saw the way you were staring at him when we watched the Barcha versus Re Al match. You only paid attention when he was on screen."

"Because who has a hairstyle like that!?" you squawk, your body betraying you and sneaking a heat upon your cheeks.

"Hm," Yoichi studies you with his intentful eyes, his smile only growing with intrigue. That peeved you about your roommate—how he was able to know people before they even knew themselves—and you were not an outlier to such a habit. "Alright. Say what you will."

A haggard groan leaves you, this meld of frustration and annoyance boiling over in your mind. You snatch the cheesecake container from the table despite Yoichi's protests with a huff, going to glare at Itoshi Sae's poster once again before you excuse yourself to the isolation of your room.

a/n : part one of what i think is most likely a three part mini series? idk i didn't want to cram everything into one singular post and also,,, this was a pain in my ass to do bc also a lot of smau-maker interfaces were frustrating to work thru lol so i resorted to the og method

but regardless, thank you so much for reading and i hope you enjoyed (☆▽☆) ! reblogs and comments are always appreciated and never unnoticed <3!

(also sorry if u dont like mango cheesecake …. but i rly like it so… heh)

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Is this me, but Sae dresses more masculine than other bllk men😍

holy shit you knew exactly the photos to send me this line up is CRAZYYYYYYYY HES SO ATTRACTIVE IN EACH ONE WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL. WHAT THE HELL. i'm trying to have him in every single one of these panels sorry. so sorry ohmygod i need him so carnally he looks so good THANK YOU FOR SENDING ME THIS HELLO ARE U IN MY HEAD . HOW DID U KNOW ohmygod the way he dresses i am going to go insane