#and they just seem 🤷‍♂️ not bothered

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

It's a Match! || 141 x Reader

[ Chapter 10 ] || [ Chapter 12 ]

Pairing: 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.1K~ Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: i'm in love with gaz

Chapter 11: Excuse me?

A DM suddenly shoots up to the top of the pile in Kyle’s Tinder DM list and his eyebrows raise when he sees your name.

It’s been a month and a half, maybe longer, since you two last matched and after the brief rejection and you having gotten with Price, his life moved on and he kind of forgot you existed.

But your sudden message whose preview starts with “hey sorry to be botheri-” intrigues him so he presses it.

you: hey sorry to be bothering u but i figured it was safe to dm u about this because between u and johnny u seemed to be the most mature one! is simon okay? he stopped replying to me like a week ago and im concerned

Kyle’s eyebrows shot up on his forehead upon reading the question.

Kyle: he’s been texting u? 🤨 you: HI! yeah he has Kyle: excuse me? 🤨🤨 Kyle: like texting texting u.  Kyle: as in you text him and he answers and u 2 chat? 😐 you: yes? 🙃 Kyle: tf kind of witchcraft did u pull on him? 🤨 Kyle: he doesnt text.  Kyle: not one of us can get more than a thumbs up reaction to our texts in the groupchat. 😑 you: he texts me! Kyle: 😫?? Kyle: jesus christ.  you: you didnt answer is he okay?? 😭😭

Kyle thought back on a reason why Ghost would suddenly, well, ghost you. But he can’t think of any… Ghost is a notoriously bad texter, it doesn’t surprise him that he went MIA…

And then it hits him.

It’s 8 A.M. in the rec room of their floor and Ghost was making tea just as Johnny was taking a seat in the couch.

Kyle oofed as Johnny hit him, throwing his legs over Kyle’s lap. “Watch it mate, fuck you’re bloody heavy!” He complained.

“AH, FUCKIN’ HELL!” Ghost cursed as he threw his hands up in the air the sound of water dripping on the floor catching his attention.

Kyle looked over to see Ghost had spilled his boiling hot water everywhere on the counter.

“You alright L.T.?” Soap asked a she lifted his head over the back of the couch to peer at Simon just like Gaz was.

“Great.” Ghost grunted as he picked up his phone from the counter, which was also dripping in water, while his other hand threw a rag onto the mess of water dripping down from the counter.

“Oh fuck… ‘s your phone dead?” Soap asked and Ghost grumbled under his breath, not quite answering the question, as he busied himself soaking up the spilled water.

Just then, Price showed up at the rec room door. “Simon, gear up. Got a briefing for a solo mission in 10.”

“Fuckin’ hell, yeah, yeah, I got it.” Ghost grunted as he cleaned the mess and then rushed out the door, leaving his mug of tea in the counter and clutching his now broken phone in his hands.

Kyle: hes fine. Kyle: he spilled water on his phone and killed it I think.  Kyle: and he got sent out before he could get it fixed. 🙃 you: oh okay good! you: thanks! you: sorry to have bothered you! 🙏 Kyle: now wait just a minute. 😤 Kyle: u need to explain how in the hell u and ghost talk.👀 you: ghost? Kyle: that’s his work name. 🤷‍♂️ you: fitting seeing as i thought he ghosted me Kyle: THAT’S THE JOKE I MADE JUST NOW TO MYSELF! 😭 you: were in sync it seems 😭 Kyle: answer the question tho. you: idk what u want me to answer with Kyle: wdym u dont know??? explain yourself. Kyle: how do you get ghost to text u???? you: idk? im funny ig Kyle: 😑 you: im sorry if thats not what u want to hear Kyle: wait Kyle: a couple weeks ago he was out all night Kyle: during morning training soap was talking about how he had a date Kyle: was he with u? 👀👀 you: soap? Kyle: johnny. Kyle: keep up cmon now. you: jeez don’t patronize me you: yes simon was with me Kyle: 👀👀👀 Kyle: i see. Kyle: tell me more. you: theres nothing to tell Kyle: thats a lie and u know it.  you: its not!!! Kyle: cmon. Kyle: u cant just meet with a bloke with a skull mask on and then say u dont have anything to tell. 😑😑 you: a skull mask?? Kyle: did he not wear a mask when he was with u? 🤨🤨 you: yes? you: a black one Kyle: with a skull print on it yeah? you: no??? 🙃 you: just black! Kyle: jesus christ. Kyle: and what? what happened? you: nothing?! Kyle: walk me thru it. you: we went out for a drink then came back to mine and watched a movie! Kyle: 🤨🤨 Kyle: and had a shag? you: NO???? Kyle: wdym no? thats what would normally happen with a bloke. you: and???? you: this is simon were talking about kyle you: nothing about him screams normal exactly 🙃 you: hes joked about being able to kill me with his bar ehands you: bare hands* Kyle: fair. Kyle: this raises more questions for me. you: what Kyle: like u would meet with a masked bloke that can kill u with his bare hands alone without protection? 🤨 you: i had protection Kyle: not a condom. you: oh 😅 you: well we met at a pub soooo  Kyle: what did u 2 do then Kyle: other than watch a ‘movie’ 🙄 you: played mario kart you: slept Kyle: as in Kyle: you SLEPT? like honk shoo honk mimimimi? you: yes🙄🙄 Kyle: im confused. you: ur confused? im fucking confused bro Kyle: wdym u SLEPT TOGETHER? 🙃 Kyle: WHAT KIND OF WITCHCRAFT IS THIS?  Kyle: wtf have u done to him Kyle: like ghost doesnt text, he sure as shit doesnt visit people, and he doesnt go on dates, he doesnt sleep next to people, im almost sure the man doesnt have feelings or emotions and only speaks in sarcasm  Kyle: how can u get that out of him?? 🤨🤨 Kyle: no one else can! you: well with that mentality you cant you: idk what to tell u you: we hit it off 🙄 Kyle: explain yourself. you: ive been explaining it!!!!! Kyle: no explain it better. Kyle: I think Im having a stroke.  you: idk how to make it clearer??? Kyle: thats it. Kyle: are you free rn?? Kyle: I need u to explain urself. 😑 you: Im at work? Kyle: whens ur lunch break? 👀 you: in 35 minutes. Kyle: do u like ramen? you: yes? Kyle: whats the closest japanese to ur job? you: Akira Kyle: meet me at Akira for lunch. Kyle: I’m buying. you: who said i want to meet up with u?? 🤨🤨 Kyle: man just get down there. Kyle: im offering to pay. you: fineeeee 🙄

Kyle quickly hopped up from his seat at his desk with a start and rushed back to his room to change out of his fatigues.

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[sadie-bug345]

the gang on a road trip :3

i love this request sm!! LETS GO👇

ponyboy:

i feel like he’d try to read but when they’re all in the stupid MINI VAN TOGETHER HE CANNOT GET PEACE

also like reading on a drive can kinda make you carsick

and pony seems the type to get carsick i’m sorry😭💀

BUT i myself get carsick so it’s not bullying🫶

anyways he’s probably chill until someone mentions playing some roadtrip game like I Spy or smth LMAO

he seems the type to get actually triggered and annoyed during that game cause people *cough* dally *cough* choose stupid stuff (more on this later🙏)

johnny:

probably sleep or smth low maintenance

i just feel like johnny doesn’t need constant attention to feel appreciated yk

anyways he’d also just seem the type to carry on a goofy convo throughout the drive

like just RANDOM and it lasts for like hours LMAOO

people probably voluntold him to sit in the middle seat 😔😭

sodapop:

he the type of kid to yell the most random stuff out of context in the back of the bus😭😭😭

so that kinda translates to this

his brain goes like a billion miles per hour so if you aren’t steve or two bit chances are you don’t even know what they’re doing at this point

finds ANY source of entertainment

usually bothers darry with steve LMAOO

darry:

darry drives cause no one else is trusted😔

maybe lets steve drive cause who else is gonna take over at night🧐

DALLY? AW HELL NAH

anyways he drives and definitely gives the annoyed dad

like

”if someone kicks my seat ONE MORE TIME IM TURNING THIS CAR RIGHT BACK AROUND”

and then everyone’s good til dal loses a game of travel uno and punches his seat out of anger

and everyone goes quiet like 😟

and darry’s tweaking but ITS OK THEY STILL MAKE IT

dally:

rides shotgun

just a menace honestly

i feel like he dislikes being cooped up and bc of that he just is even more of a jerk

like pony thought itd be fun to play i spy and dally’s like “what a stupid game 🙄”

and then says “i see something….blue”

and everyone’s like “uhh the sky”

and just guessing EVERYTHING and dals like

“nope😼”

eventually he says “it’s the blood in everyone’s veins rn😀because blood is actually blue before it hits the air and oxidizes and then it turns red🤷‍♂️🥰”

and everyone’s like 😐

and he is just like “well last week pony had a bio test and he wouldn’t SHUT UP ABOUT THAT FACT SO”

two-bit:

honestly just doesn’t stop. talking.

which is ok cause my guy is funny ASF

BUT for people on their last thread like darry he’s just like 😤

anyways two is just making fun of EVERYTHING

like isn’t it funny that pony’s seatbelt still has the child lock on it

and that dally is getting found out for actually caring about what people talk about (ie the random fact he remembers pony talking abt)

honestly a blast

he suggests a lot of games and lowk destroys

steve:

just goofs off w soda CONSTANTLY

which is really funny

i feel like we underestimate how funny they are together

probably talks abt cars the majority of the way there to no one in particular LMAO

it’s ok cause when the curtis car inevitably breaks down halfway there he goes into

MECHANIC MODE

and saves the day🫶🥰💞

TYSM FOR REQUESTING!! my requests are opennn🫶🫶

[bichambered-reservoir]

Yallooo

sorry for bothering you on this fine evening or night or morning or basically anytime of the day(I’m sorry it’s getting annoying)

I had a question about Fritz and comet relationship like are they married or dating? OK I get it they’re literally my power couple and there are together but are they married or dating since they have kids

do you think BB and fritz would become good friends not like good good friends like gore friends they both like meat one likes to eat and the other likes to have it as a collection they both have weird looking partner fritz have comet and BB have sison (I thinking about changing how sison looks like because I think if anybody saw him him, I said he’s a devil I don’t want them to think he’s a devil I wanted to say get something from earth)

because I kind of imagine BB and fritz sitting down talking about their love of meat and how they can get it out safe and sound of the human body and the organs areas and how hot and silly their partner are!!!!

and yeah, I hope you answer whenever you’re ready

They actually were originally married!

But I realized that I don't actually have a good idea of what marriage is. So I looked it up! And i was really disappointed not going to lie ("that's IT?").

And so would they! Most of what marriage entails are already things they already do, and they wouldn't see a need to get married. They have the societal (though, perhaps not religious) idea of a union between people already.

And for the legal aspect, they wouldn't be ABLE to get married. Fritz has been legally dead for over 30 years and Comet isn't legally a person, he is legally private property because his only legal documents entail that he was handed over to Fazbear Entertainment as an animatronic (the fact that Comet is legally recognized as a property of Fazbear Entertainment is actually half of the conflict in SOS). The closest thing to them getting legally married is Fritz getting the deeds to Comet which is really fucking weird and creepy .

They DID still have a wedding, but that wasn't to consummate their relationship/their union but literally just because they wanted to throw a giant party. It was also cheap as SHIT, most of the funding was for catering and also for the massive wedding cake that was made specifically so that Comet could have a Comet-sized slice. Also, they had the wedding after they had kids, Zoey was the flower girl who misinterpreted her role as flower girl and for the entire wedding she was chucking flowers at unsuspecting guests as hard as she could. Originally Fritz protested but Comet insisted he let her because it would "keep everyone on their toes."

Also, Comet made+wore a long skirt and a veil for the occassion, alongside his regular tuxedo that he made over a decade ago. The day after the wedding, he ate it. Eating the silk helps him make more silk 🤷‍♂️

Also. YES... they seem like they would be good friends. Up to a point though, because BB seems like somewhat of a well-adjusted individual(socially, and as long as we overlook the collection of human organs) while Fritz is still insane.

ALSO I SAW SISON. OH MY FUCKING GOD. SISON. HE'S SO SCART. HE'S BEAUTIFUL. I LOVE SISON. COMET WOULD BE SCARED OF SISON BUT I LOVE SISON. SISON MY BELOVED.

BOOK, YOU MADE HIM SO UNCANNY

[le-trash-prince]

Ray fans look away because I’ve got to vent a little.

One thing that particularly rubbed me the wrong way in regards to Ray using Sand as a surrogate caretaker was the comment about the nurse because it shows that Ray is not as helpless as he makes himself seem—he just wants to be spoiled.

And this is coming from personal bitter experience of having wealthy friends use me for both physical and emotional labor :| I had a friend tell me that she didn’t need to bother getting therapy because I could just repeat everything my own therapist was saying (even though she would then argue with every statement because she didn’t actually want to get better lmfao). I had a friend whose parents were Multiple Houses Rich tell me that therapy was “too expensive” as an excuse for constantly trauma dumping on friends—and then later that year drop 25k in cash on a car lmfao AHDJFJD JUST TO PUT IN PERSPECTIVE THE PERSONAL SALT I HAVE. I hate seeing rich ppl take advantage of someone less wealthy just so they can get something for free.

Because Ray has the audacity here to act like he’s helpless and uncared for, even though he has the money to meet his own damn needs! And Sand is rightfully commenting on it, just as he did earlier when he told Ray to save his money for a shrink.

Because yes, therapy is expensive. Rehab is expensive. Not everyone has access to those things, but Ray does! But instead he demands that Sand be the one to put in the work to make Ray feel better about himself.

Things like that can make a person feel really devalued. You feel obligated to help a friend because you want them to feel cared for, but when they manufacture these situations in order to demand labor from you, it makes you feel like they don’t care about the reason you’re doing this. No matter how much you bend over backwards to make sure that they’re okay, that they’re healthy—they don’t respect that effort by trying to take care of themselves. All they care about is getting attention.

And when it comes from a rich person, it’s like, what the fuck man? Why do you feel so entitled? You think your life is so stressful? You’re going to say that your life is stressful when Sand is working multiple hustles in order to pay off his family debts and get through school? Sand needs a roommate in order to be able to afford his apartment, meanwhile Ray is benefitting off of his dad’s second home. Ray can afford to have a nurse take care of him, but instead he asks Sand to take time away from making money that he needs.

Ray has never had to deal with the stress of paying for rent or food or dealing with debt collectors banging on his door. The only stress in his life is that people want him to care about himself! It really bugs me when rich ppl act like their needs are the only ones that matter 😠

The only thing standing between Ray and sobriety is Ray himself. And I’m not saying this to devalue how difficult it is to climb out of that pit, because I have fought depression myself for many years. But the barrier for a poor addict to reach sobriety is so much higher and the judgment they face for not being able to afford help is so much worse.

And I can’t believe Ray had the audacity to complain about his dad wanting him to get rehab. Like, this kid would prob be set up in the nicest rehab center in the country, going on nature walks and doing pottery, but he acts like it’s a sign that his dad doesn’t give a shit.

I’m not going to pretend like his dad is a great parent, but I’ll be honest—I’ve seen worse from people with alcoholic kids. I’ve seen people refuse to visit their kids in the ER when they’re at deaths door because it would be too much of a blemish on their reputation to acknowledge they’ve got an alcoholic kid—so I was honestly surprised Ray’s dad even showed up. The way his dad acted wasn’t great, but wanting his kid to get better is above the bare minimum of wanting his kid to disappear. 🤷‍♂️

I’ll also say this, but people who love Ray wanting to see him love himself is not a bad thing. No, it’s not easy to love yourself, it takes a lot of fucking work, but that doesn’t mean you should just avoid the work and push it off onto other people. He has people in his life who see enough value in him that they want him to feel the same way. And this episode has shown that no matter how much work someone else puts into loving and supporting a broken person, it will never make a difference until that person learns to love themselves.

Anyways I’m glad that the Poor Boy shirt returned to Sand this episode because I am done with feeling sorry for the rich boy. I don’t think this show is brushing over the class difference between Ray and Sand—it’s just Ray and Sand who have been trying to ignore it.

[lallyloo]

In the recent GMMore "Are these TikTok challenges real or fake" , what is happening between 19:22 and 19:25 ?? Is this a code they have? So weird and random... I'm aware it's a silly thig to fixate on but still, it's been bothering me. Any toughts?

Okay. They're moving onto the next challenge and Link looks over at Rhett's sleeve and grabs it.

And he gives it a little tug

Rhett turns back and looks down at his sleeve, and then moves in closer and focuses on what Link is doing.

WHY? I literally have no clue. I watched it several times, including a couple times in slow mo, and I don't know. I thought maybe Link was picking something off his sleeve (Rhett threw a nut, Link had a coughing fit and then inhaled the coffee grounds, so maybe something landed on Rhett) but I skipped back and didn't notice anything landing on his sleeve.. It really looks more like Link was just trying to get Rhett's attention. (Or maybe it was just a random action? Like, 'look at that new mythical shirt', tug tug. Idk)

They've given each other little signals before, like in this video around 8:35, Link tips his head at Rhett (which makes Rhett's head tip too) and then mouths something.. and I've always wondered wtf he was saying to him..

And there's this video where they do a lot of nose touching, especially when Rhett seems uncomfortable with the question, and Link calls him out and turns it into a joke (even though it feels very much like a genuine signal between them and Link knows it).

So was the sleeve tug some kind of signal? Maybe. But I really have no idea. 🤷‍♂️ They're on camera, so they likely need to signal to each other sometimes to avoid having to cut and restart a segment. But maybe someone else has a different interpretation?

[storiesforallfandoms]

slumber party ~ bo burnham

word count: 3072

request?: yes!

@mcknenzi​ “Was wondering if you could write a bo burnham smut?? I don’t know where to request so I’m asking here����, could you do one where you’re having a sleepover with your bestfriend (bo) and your little sister takes the extra bed because her friends over too, and you and bo need to share a bed, Y/N falls asleep and moans in her sleep and Bo just 🤷‍♂️ does something and she wakes up and yeah..”

description: in which their friendly sleepover turns into something more

pairing: bo burnham x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (wet dreams, praise, pet names, oral (f receiving), dinp, protected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids))

masterlist (one, two)

You walked into the spare bedroom to find your sister and her friend already laid out on the bed, watching something on TV with a bunch of snacks covering nearly every inch of the bed.

“(Y/S/N), get out,” you told her. She shook her head which caused you to roll your eyes. “Come on, I mean it. Bo and I are tired.”

“Cindy’s sleeping in here tonight,” your sister responded, not taking her eyes off of the TV.

“No she’s not. Bo is.”

“I called dibs on this room first.”

“She can sleep in your room. You have a TV up there, it won’t make any difference.”

“My bed is too small for the two of us.”

You could feel your annoyance starting to grow. You really wished your parents were home so you could call out to them and make them force your sister and her friend back to her room.

“Besides, why does she have to sleep in my room but Bo can’t sleep in yours? That doesn’t seem fair,” your sister countered.

“Because mom and dad’s rule is that whenever Bo is over he has to sleep in here. You know that. Now, for the last time, get out.”

She shook her head again. “Mom and dad aren’t home tonight, so I called dibs on this room for Cindy. Bo can sleep in your room tonight.”

She waved her hand to try and tell you to leave. You opened your mouth to argue with her again, but Bo took hold of your arm. “There’s no use, she’s not gonna budge. I’ll sleep in your room and if you get in trouble, just throw her under the bus.”

You glared at your sister once more before slamming the guest bedroom door shut and stomping towards your own room. Bo followed closely behind, chuckling at your reaction.

“God, she’s so annoying,” you said once the two of you were in your room. “She really thinks she can just break the rules mom and dad have had in place for years. She knew you were coming over tonight. She probably invited her friend just to annoy me. I wonder if mom and dad even know that she has someone over for the night.”

“Don’t call them to bother them right now. Just bring it up to them when they get home tomorrow. Like I said, throw her under the bus and you’ll be fine.”

You sighed and fell back onto your bed. Bo followed, laying back next to you in a way that both of your heads were brushing against one another.

Bo had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. You had met him in elementary school and became best friends almost instantly. You were pretty well inseparable since that first moment. Despite this, your parents still had a strict “no boys” rule for you and your sister. So, whenever you’d have Bo over for the night it was just common sense that he would be sleeping in the guest bedroom.

You and Bo had planned for this sleepover nearly a week in advance. Your parents were gone for the night on some “special date night”, but trusted you enough to allow you to have Bo over while you’re gone.

“You know the rules,” they repeated at least ten time between you asked and the moment they left. “No drinking, no smoking, no partying, and he is not to be in your room.”

If they knew that he was even laid on your bed with you right now they’d probably freak.

You knew that Bo had a point. If they came home and found him there, you could just rat out your little sister. She hadn’t asked to have a friend sleepover (not that you were aware of anyways) and she knew your parents rules. But, even with ratting her out you knew your parents would be pissed if they found out Bo was sleeping in your room.

I’ll just have to be mindful of getting him out before they come home, you thought to yourself.

“I’m gonna go brush my teeth and get ready for bed,” Bo said after a while of silence. “Do you guys have any blankets and pillows I could use?”

You looked over at him in confusion. “Why?”

“I’m sleeping on the floor, aren’t I?”

You shook your head. “No! My bed is massive, we can both sleep in it. I mean...unless you’d rather not, which I would totally understand.”

“Aren’t we already playing with fire by having me stay in your room? Your parents would freak out if I stayed in your bed, too.”

“Only if they found out. Which they won’t.” Bo opened his mouth to say something else, but you cut him off before he could. “It’s been settled, you’re sleeping in my bed. Go brush your teeth.”

Bo rolled his eyes, but knew there was no use in arguing. He grabbed his toothbrush and his pajamas and headed for the bathroom. He took his time in brushing his teeth and changing out of his clothes. He knew it was a bad idea for him to sleep in your bed. You kept assuring him that your parents wouldn’t find out, and he was sure that you’d keep to that promise, but he knew it wouldn’t be a good idea because Bo’s feelings for you weren’t entirely friendly.

It was a cliché, but once you and Bo had entered high school, he realized he was viewing you as more than just a friend. Of course, he didn’t want to tell you that. You had been best friends for so long, you had spent more time together than you had apart. He didn’t want to lose you, so he kept his feelings a secret.

But it definitely was not gonna be easy sleeping in a bed next to you.

When he returned to your room, you were already out like a light. You had all the bedroom lights off except for the lamp on your bedside table. You were laid on your side close to the edge of the bed, giving Bo as much space as you could without falling off of the bed. He sighed and put his stuff back in his bed and finally got into bed next to you.

You were right, your bed was big enough for the two of you. Even if you hadn’t positioned yourself so far away from him, there would have been plenty of room for both of you on the bed.

Bo laid down on his back, trying to keep his distance from you the best he could. He felt awkward at first, not really knowing what to do. He had been tired earlier, but now every ounce of sleep had evaporated from his body. He felt like he had to be up all night just to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid in his sleep.

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he finally felt comfortable enough to let his eyes droop. Neither one of you had moved in that time, and he had finally come to terms with the fact that he had to share a bed with you for the night, so he figured it was safe to fall asleep.

Until he heard a moan escape from your lips.

His eyes popped open at the noise. He thought maybe it was just a sleeping noise you made, until he heard another moan.

Yeah, he thought. That’s definitely sexual.

He could feel his dick pressing against his boxers, begging to be let out. He tried to think of something else, anything to make this stupid boner go away, but another moan spilled from your lips and he knew he was a goner.

I gotta get out of here. I can’t be in this bed with her right now.

He started to sit up when he heard, “Bo.”

Bo looked over in horror, thinking you had woken up and caught him in his aroused state. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that you were in the same position - on your side, arms tucked under your head, legs curled against you - with your eyes still closed.

And then you said it again.

“Bo.”

This time followed by a moan.

And that’s when he realized.

“Oh, Bo.”

She’s dreaming of me?!

It felt too good to be true. He thought maybe you were pranking him or something. There’s no way that you were having a dirty dream about him while he just so happened to be asleep next to you.

But then you moaned again, followed by his name one more time.

And that was enough for him. He wanted you.

Bo reached over to you and put a hand on your shoulder. You stirred a little, but not enough to wake you up. He shook you a little, again to no avail.

“(Y/N),” he said. “(Y/N), wake up.”

Your eyes slowly opened. An annoyed look crossed your face and Bo couldn’t help but feel somewhat pleased that you were annoyed to be woken from your dream.

“What?” you said, sheepishly. You rubbed your eyes and rolled onto your back. It took a moment for you to register Bo’s face. “Bo? What’s wrong?”

“You were talking in your sleep,” he told you.

Your face immediately heated up with embarrassment. “Oh. I-I’m sorry. Was...was I annoying you?”

He shook his head, trying to contain his smirk. “Not really.”

“What was I saying?”

“My name, followed by some moans.”

You buried your head in your hands and groaned. “Fuck. I’m sorry, Bo. That must’ve been so embarrassing to hear. If you don’t wanna stay the night now, I understand. God, I’m such a fucking - ”

You were cut off by his lips against yours. The action took you by surprise but it didn’t take you long to melt into the kiss. You wrapped your arms around Bo’s neck as he put his on your waist, guiding you so that you were sitting on his lap.

Maybe I’m still dreaming, you thought to yourself. If I am, I hope I don’t wake up.

Bo cradled you with one arm and laid you down on your bed. His kisses moved from your lips to your jawline, and then to your neck. You moaned as he left wet kisses all over your neck, and gasped when you felt his teeth nip at you.

“Don’t do that!” you whisper-yelled. “If you leave a mark my parents will kill us!”

“That’s why I left it somewhere they won’t see,” he said, giving you a cheeky smile.

He continued to kiss whatever skin you had visible, moving down to the neckline of your shirt. It went down far enough that he could’ve buried his head in your boobs if he wanted, but he stopped to look up at you first.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

You nodded, not sure you’d be able to speak.

With your permission, Bo put his hands under your shirt and slipped it over your head, leaving your chest bare to him. You never wore a bra to bed, and you didn’t think you’d need to with him.

Bo took one breast in his mouth as he started to knead the other one in his hand. You moaned in pleasure as his tongue swirled around your hard nipple. You whimpered as you felt him pull away, but you were silenced as he kissed you again.

“You have to be quiet,” he said. “Don’t want your sister catching us.”

He kissed down your body again, reaching the waist of your pants. You didn’t give him the chance to ask if it was okay as you slid off your pants and panties.

Bo smiled up at you. “Good girl.”

You could feel the wetness growing between your legs at his praise.

He started by kissing over one of your thighs at a painfully slow pace before moving to the other and kissing over that one as well. You felt like you could’ve been close to tears when you finally felt his tongue pressed against your clit.

You had to put a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans as he began to devour your pussy. His tongue lapped you furiously, as if you were the last meal he’d ever have. With your free hand, you reached down to tangle Bo’s hair between your fingers. You felt lightheaded with pleasure and you weren’t sure how long you’d be able to last like this.

“B-Bo,” you stuttered, still trying to keep your voice down. “I’m-I’m so close.”

“Cum in my mouth, princess,” he said. “I want to know what you taste like.”

You had to cover your face with a pillow to fully mask the sounds that came out of your mouth as you hit your peak. You shuddered with pleasure and your stomach tightened in an almost painful way. It was the hardest you had ever came in your life, and certainly the hardest another person had ever made you cum.

When you removed the pillow from your face, Bo was hovering over you again. You could see some remnants from you on his chin, which made you smile.

“You got something there,” you teased, gesturing to his chin.

“Really?” he asked. “I wonder what it is.”

You giggled and pulled him down to kiss you again. You could taste yourself on his tongue, which was enough to ignite the fire in you once again.

“There’s condoms in the drawer of my nightstand,” you told him. He gave you a look that caused you to chuckle again. “Just in case. You know mom and dad’s rule, but I bought a box in case of a moment like this.”

Bo reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He ripped the wrapper open and quickly rolled the condom down his length. He was rock hard and throbbing. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last long, but he wanted to make you feel good.

He lined himself up with your entrance and looked down at you. “Are you sure?”

“I’m so sure,” you told him. “Please make love to me, Bo.”

With your assurance, Bo slowly pushed himself into you. You gasped as the feeling of him filling you. He paused a moment, mistaking your pleasure for pain, but when he realized the look on your face was fair from painful, he kept going.

When he was fully inside of you, Bo felt like he couldn’t move. He didn’t know how long he would last. You felt so good squeezing around him, and he was already so turned on by the events leading up to this moment. He didn’t want it to end so soon.

“Please, Bo,” you begged. “Please move.”

“I don’t think I’ll last long once I start moving,” he admitted.

“That’s okay. We have all night to do this as much as we want.”

And with that, Bo’s hips started thrusting into you.

Your nails dug into his back, leaving red lines with every thrust. He buried his head in your neck, kissing all over and making sure he didn’t stay to one spot for too long in case he accidentally left a hickey. You were pressed together as closely as you could get but it still didn’t feel close enough. You wanted all of him, in that moment and in every moment to come.

The feeling of Bo’s mound pressing against your clit made another orgasm build inside of you, and you could tell by how his thrusts were starting to become sloppy that he was getting close, too.

“You can cum if you’re close,” you whispered in his ear. “I won’t be far behind you.”

With your permission, Bo pressed his lips against your neck and groaned as he spilled himself into the condom. As you expected, the feeling of his orgasm sent you into your second one. It wasn’t as intense as the first, but it definitely felt so good.

You were both laid there, wrapped up in one another for some time. Neither one of you wanted to make the move to pull away first. You were both nervous that the moment you separated, everything would change. That the other would regret what had just happened and that your friendship would never be the same.

Bo was reluctantly the first to let go, pulling out of you so he could dispose of the condom and clean himself. You watched as he wrapped the condom in a paper town and threw it into your garbage bin, making it so that you parents wouldn’t accidentally see it when they came home.

“Was that okay?” you asked him.

He turned to look at you, arching an eyebrow at your question. “I feel like I should be asking you that.”

“Well, it was more than okay for me,” you said.

“It was more than okay for me, too.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

You both chuckled at your awkwardness.

Bo climbed back into your bed and took you into his arms. This felt better. It didn’t feel as tense now as it had moments ago. Despite what had just happened, everything felt okay.

“Should we discuss what just happened?” Bo asked.

“I guess we have to eventually,” you responded. “I guess the first question would be for me, which is why was I having a wet dream about you.”

“Yeah, that’s definitely my number one question.”

“It’s...well...god, it’s such a cliché, but I like you, Bo. I have for a while now, but I didn’t really know how to tell you. Or if I should even tell you. I didn’t want to say something and have you not feel the same way and mess things up between us.”

Bo looked at you in shock. “Really? Cause I’ve felt the same way for years.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah! Since, like, sophomore year.”

“Oh my God, we’re disasters.”

You laughed again as you settled against Bo’s chest. You could hear his heart beating. It was soothing enough that you felt yourself being pulled back into the world of the unconscious.

“So, where does that leave us?” Bo asked. You tried to respond, but yawned instead. Bo chuckled and kissed your forehead. “We can pick this up in the morning. Go back to sleep, princess.”

“Okay. Goodnight Bo.”

“Goodnight (Y/N).”

[3rddimension]

Just to pick up from where anon left off, I completely agree with what they are saying about not trying to indoctrinate random/average smosh viewers. Given how much ample stuff they've talked about or posted, why even bother?

Please for the future, don't bring up the tumblr in Smosh's comment section. If I remeber correctly, somebody who was denying S+C, brought it up, not by name, but referred to it just to trash it. Which resulted in others talking about it more. If the tumblr gets mentioned, that is fine, hell you can even mention it by name, just don't use it in their comment section, like anon said, they probably read those more than you think. I don't want to make up any rules or anything of the like, but here and possibly reddit seem to be the only places where shit doesn't hit the fan🤷‍♂️

At the same time, I understand how annoying trolls can be, but at the end of the day it is like beating your head up against a wall. Picture it like trying to convince a flat earther the earth is round or that the moon landing wasn't staged, you know what I mean?

Also this. 👆

[rival-ado]

Honestly, I get not wanting to play newer Pokémon games on release (or at all) nowadays. I love Platinum, but have no plans to play the remakes. I think I waited about two years to even get Sword, and even though I did end up enjoying Galar, I think it would have benefited from more development time. Legends wasn’t perfect but it seemed like a step in the right direction (at least to me) so I still have a little bit of hope for SV being better. That said, I think it’s completely understandable not to bother with them. Not to be all “the franchise isn’t what it used to be” because I a) know how annoying that can sound and b) understand the concept of nostalgia, but I don’t think they’re going to be able to top older games if they keep turning a new one out every 3-4 years. That’s just my two cents though 🤷‍♂️

yea honestly like, pokemon games were my go-to as a kid so obvs i have a big attachment to the franchise, and i still do, but i wasn't super excited about usum when i played it even tho i loved sm, swsh's release made me realize a LOT of the overall issues with the franchise lately, i didn't play pmd DX or BDSP bc if i can still play the original game and see very little difference i dont see a reason to spend $60 on a "new" version... i did really REALLY like legends even with its problems, i would love a unova version ( wild west ? ) but i cant handle an actual unova remake i think it would break me . anyways there's too much to say on the whole thing but personally i rather spend $60 on 2-3 really cool little company games than whatever game freak/nintendo is doing rn

[policemanofprincesspark]

Listen, I would have absolutely no problem if it turned out that they have an open relationship so long as they always go home to each other. That doesn't bother me at all. I just don't see much if any evidence of that. In fact, I see more or less the opposite. 🤷‍♂️//

Can you explain more because I think us larries are just operating on blind faith these days. I know we have gifs but they're all over ten years old.

There isn't much to note other than the immense amount of jealousy I have seen from both of them—especially Harry. Afterall, this is my opinion. No one knows the truth of how they navigate their relationship. They could very well have an open relationship.

When I say that I see a monogamous relationship, I'm talking generally. The reason the gifs and photos we see are "ten years old" is because Louis and Harry haven't publicly been in the same room since Louis performed Just Hold On on XFactor in 2016. You might also count the GRAMMYs from last year when they were photographed with the same person at an after-party, implying that they most likely would have seen each other (funny how Louis wasn't at the GRAMMYs this year; almost as if he had a reason to be at the GRAMMYs last year, and he even seemed to coordinate his outfit with Harry's).

So, yes, the moments where we see jealousy between Harry and Louis are from the time they were in the band and did interviews and concerts together.

Still, we get more confirmation that Harry is "of the jealous kind":

Now, does all of this mean that they can't have an open relationship? No.

I just don't think people who get jealous very easily tend to desire that kind of arrangement, nor do they do very well in it, so I don't see how their relationship would be a healthy one if this were the case.

[nrc-confessions]

Actually yes I DO thing there's something between Floyd and Riddle. Have you noticed how Floyd LOVES bothering Riddle, but never actually hurts him? He also seems to look out for Riddle and make sure he eats and makes him take breaks when he's doing too much work (by bothering him..) and Riddle LETS HIM. I am 100% confident that Riddle could avoid Floyd if he wanted to. But he doesn't.

- 🦎

thank you for your confession!

Idk it all feels like speculation to me?? I personally just DONTTT see it. I just think Floyd likes picking on the little guy, I’d do it too 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

[mooifyourecows]

Ok I'm dead curious and I'm a thirsty nerd, please don't spare me of details. How much did you really research for Hard Times and how much did you made up? Anything from experience? Any surprises while looking up? SHOW US THE RING!!

Also, I just wanna add to the amazing and very true points Suga made the latest chapter, if you don't mind me using the spotlight: Always make sure to purchase from actual locals while travelling. My country has a huge touristic income and, just to use as an example, big events like the football world cup thay happened a few years ago should have injected a stupid amount of money in our local economies because the amount of tourists was really hitting record numbers. Only it didn't, not even one bit. Because all foreign very expensive and very valuable currency was being spent inside hotels and on international touristic companies, not even bothering to buy a snack from actual locals. This kind of exploratory business happens specially at in development places, because the local business are not considered enough to bring international costumers to (or they just can't afford to agree with the tourism companies conditions).

Good points Mel! Tourists should definitely try to support the locals over any international corporations! If you can't afford to pay the slightly higher price for local goods and food then you can't afford to vacation in those countries 🤷‍♂️

As for your research question, i do lots of research on all of my stories. It's one of the ways I acquire new interests, actually. Like for Drop in the Ocean (idk if you read it, it's daisuga + sharks) I acquired an interest and love for fish because of all the research I did for that fic. I watched hours of fish and aquarium videos on youtube and looked up fun facts and what not so that I could accurately depict a Suga who was absolutely in love with aquatic creatures. Now i love fish so much I want to get a big huge fish tank and fill it with the little bastards. if i ever want to get really into something, all i gotta do is make it an interest for one of my characters and bam, i’m a fish person now

For Hard Times specifically, I did lots of research on cruises, since I've never been on one before. I also looked up a lot about Ocho Rios and its attractions, even though I didn't wind up using much of it. I have aphantasia (the inability to visualize) and therefore need lots of visual references, so I looked up penthouse apartments and fancy cruise ship suite layouts/blueprints as well as interior decor and clothes and yada yada

I scrolled through pages and pages of Rolex watches until deciding which one Suga stole from Daichi. This is it btw (blurry pic because it’s from my old phone and has journeyed through discord and what not shhh):

And here's the ring I had in mind for the most recent chapter:

I honestly don't like making things up when it's based on a real thing, you know? Like if i'm trying to make a character seem well versed about italy, i'm gonsta read several wikipedia pages, you can count on that. I might not use nearly 90% of whatever i research but hey, at least i will know which countries eat horse and which ones don't in case such a thing happens to come up in casual conversation.

as for the catholic stuff... uhhhh that’s based on my own experiences. not ALL of it, ofc. I didn’t go to a fancy catholic school, but i was raised catholic. Suga’s story about keeping the priest at that convention for so long is partially true. not the neck exercises/stain on vestments part. but i did go to a catholic convention thing (Steubenville Youth Conference) in Washington state when I was a teenager and it was very weird but very amusing. and i was required to go to confession in these little tented off cubes inside this big event center and my confession took like triple the amount of time as everyone else’s because i am a silly goofy little scamp who loves to lie and just made stuff up until the priest was finally like “alright, next”. he was a nice guy though. he was very enthusiastic about giving me advice for all my confessions which was mainly why i was in there for so long. and then when i came out, the person I had been hanging out with the whole conference was like “you were in there for so long hOW MANY SINS DO YOU HAVE?” and honestly, good question because i stopped believing in god when i was like 7 and never told a priest a single truth in my life so babey we are still counting!

the research part of writing a story is honestly really fun for me. I like filling my little notes app with things i might want to incorporate somehow because it’s interesting or could potentially fit really well with the themes and what not. i’m well aware that my world experience is pretty limited. i don’t want my characters to exist only in those limitations though. thinking of a new mental disorder or cultural background to give my characters is SO FUN and EXCITING and i can’t help but dive right into all the possibilities.

but uhhh yeah the end thanks for the question babe 🖤

[manic-pixie-dream-dude]

Some warmer than luke warm takes? Go for it, I love reading peoples thoughts and opinions on episodes

OHHH BROTHER, this ask has been here for a WHILE and I kept rewriting my thoughts (aka distraught venting) because I couldn't finish a single sentence or close off a point so here's my nteenth attempt. Enjoy.

the thing that bothered me with luz and hunter's relationship was that it had so much potential to go somewhere but simply didn't.

I don't mean this in terms of romance, honestly, I understand that a big part of Dana's vision for this show was having lumity be canon (plus huntlow), but rather in their general relationship development. it felt to me like during s2b there was a sort of... dissonance between Luz and Hunter's relationship vs the experiences they went through together, and what you'd sort of expect narratively to happen.

Luz is a caring person who's gone out of her way for people before, even enemies, so I was confused as to why we couldn't get any lines in about her being worried for Hunter, or showing us visually that she's attempted to contact him, or even have them hug/acknowledge what happened last time when they met up again.

I was expecting/hoping for a "You're okay!!!" from Luz and an "uh YEAH I'm okay I'm so competent haha please don't mention what happened last time to anyone EVER" which is. sort of what we got? I just want Luz to be relieved to see him, is all.

Just something?? to show us that they Get each other, so to speak (because s2 had to squeeze in a lot, I get that much plot that had to be skimmed over off-screen but STILL. Even small things would've been great).

I don't expect them to be BFFs. Cus i mean, he has spent more time with Willow and Gus so yeah, duh, he's gonna be closer with them. I just wish their relationship got the same treatment, or we at least got to see it grow during their scenes together.

imo the writers did seem to not let them interact as often as they could, for whatever reason. I still.... don't get why luz and amity had to be away while Hunter went undercover at hexside. The shenanigans that would've ensued.....

This isn't even exclusive to Hunter and Luz, I see it with Amity and Willow too. Again, this is mostly due to Disney's decision to axe tf out of this show, but I still think that they could've done quite a bit with what they had.

Alas, the writers are taking some of the relationships in a direction that I personally don't agree with which is 🤷‍♂️ It sucks, but that's how it is. I can always redirect my preference to fanon.

BUT!!!!!

s3 seems to be a bit different in that we look to be getting more hunter and Luz interactions! so hey! maybe all of what i said will be rendered null and pointless in like a week! we'll see i Guess!!

tldr: There are alotta missed opportunities, a lot is up to the show being canceled early but there are times when they could've squeezed in SOMETHING but decided not to. It's a huge shame but hopefully, we get to see them more in s3 so take my complaints with a grain of salt.

[barbiegirldream]

im still trying to figure out myself n my relationship with adhd (undiagnosed) and you seem pretty knowlegeable on the subjectso i just thought id ask. im not really sure how to phrase this question bc it could be sort of dumb im still new to the whole thing sorry. how do you deal (and i mean just in general but if you have any personal expirence feel free to share) with RSD? when i first heard about it it was like everything clicked for me and why im so incredibly sensitive to the slightest change in tone or percived critisim but im not entirely sure where to go from here. i do take meds for anxiety and depression but i dont think those really correlate 🤷‍♂️

I'm not a doctor or therapist etc etc but yeah I can give my personal perspective

I get upset I hate it when things I like are made fun of but my philosophy is people try and make their own emotions about you are deeply hurting people and you should be above their temper tantrums. that's what i see in a lot of antis for example.

RSD is so crazy for me because I was raised by an actually diagnosed narcissist and everything in the whole entire world is about him so by learning to manage his emotions to avoid outbursts as well I have a brother with Intermittent Explosive Disorder who i definitely wanted to avoid outbursts from. I kind of learned to regulate myself so I wouldn't be like them.

anxiety meds I assume could help because perceiving tones in change that might not be there sounds like social anxiety to me. and things like therapy can be really helpful. Developing affirmations. Understanding that your emotions are natural and sometimes just riding it out. If you're a tough love person you can always try telling yourself to suck it up and grow up. Or if something is really bothering you, you can try and communicate this to the person causing this issue

[infinity-skull]

Name: Krono

Age: ???

Gender: Male

Orientation: Bisexual

Species: Kirby

Likes: spray-painting, being around his usual clique, pranks, fighting against the order, things from the '90s

Dislikes: A certain girl [Susie], Haktmann Industries, his claustrophobia, love (like Sonic, he doesn't handle romantic advances from others too well), being told what to do, and Momo (sometimes)

Abilities

Telekinesis

- Thanks to one of his other friend's training, he has fully mastered this ability to the point where the use of it comes naturally. With the power of his mind, he can do what other Psionics can usually do as well. He can grab and toss objects and people from afar, read one's innermost thoughts without them even knowing, teleport and even make himself levitate and fly about at speeds similar to a shooting star. He can even use it as a way to up his own physical capabilities to hit hard when it comes down to it.

PSI: Offense and Assist

[https://earthbound.fandom.com/wiki/PSI for reference]

- Within the great success of his training, Krono has also mastered the combative and supportive use of PSI (or PK), powers that are similar to magic in a way that only those that were affected by Giygas' influence were able to use. However, Krono cannot use these too much as just like in Earthbound; he has a finite amount of PP (or Psychic Points) he can use until he runs out. The PSI abilities that Krono has access to are as follows;

- PK Freeze [α, β, γ and Ω]

- PK Rockin (Graffiti) [α, β, γ and Ω]

- PK Flash [α, β]

- Brainshock [α for now]

- Defense down [α, Ω]

- Shield [α, Σ, β, Ω]

Fortunately, he doesn't seem to use these very often in combat unless he needs to, often relying on his psychokinesis to do the job when he's by himself. Using it too much in one go however will strain him to the point of weakness however.

Chronokinesis via his great grandfather's mystic stopwatch

- Upon use, it can stop, rewind, and speed up time temporarily. It can even be enhanced by Krono's telekinesis to greatly amp up how long the effects from it last. A sacred item passed down from his family's star warrior of a great grandfather to eventually reach Krono as its new bearer. Only Krono can use it as his family line has a genetic third-eye-like mark on their forehead that let them connect with the stopwatch in a tighter bond as if it's alive. If anyone else were to use it or try to break it, they'd be met with a painful chronokinetic-energy-induced shock that temporarily places those unfortunate in a state of comatose.

Backstory/Origin: From an alternate universe where Haltmann Industries was successful with the invasion and takeover of Planet Popstar via the kidnapping of its heroic pink puffball, Krono is a rebellious blue puffball that has access to mysterious powers upon his birth, thanks to his great grandfather and his time as a star warrior who made a wish to the stars to pass down his abilities from generation to generation upon his death, in which Krono himself is of the latest one to now carry them. Though he considers the natural responsibility of doing so a bother to his talent in his art, he nevertheless tries his best to uphold his grandfather's legacy and fight for what he thinks is right. His desire to end the chokehold Haltmann Industries has on his version of Planet Popstar has even earned him a couple of friends and camaraderie that share the same wish. Even after losing one of his first friends to the nefarious companies' traps, Krono's willpower never halted, it only grew stronger with each new encounter with the security force and the company's newest president after that fateful night. No matter the universe or enemy, no one can truly put an end to Krono's drive once he puts his mind to it.

Theme Song: [https://youtu.be/KA3-C1Hbyxg]

Other

Mans loves him his ice cream

That's about it 🤷‍♂️

[stickthisbig]

So I read a review of Blood and Honey which seems like, as I suspected, a colossal waste of time and money and a horribly missed opportunity, but now I can't stop thinking about the goddamn banger of a Christopher Robin horror movie I would make

(TW: ...it's a slasher movie I don't know what to tell you, consider yourself generally warned)

We open on: Christopher Robin, 18 years old, going off to college, trying to escape his dad, who's gotten rich selling the stories that Christopher made up. He's traded the 100 Acre Wood for freedom from his family, wrestling with this decision, super conflicted

At some point someone in your party is gonna go, "Was... was AA Milne really like that?" and I want everybody who did the reading to have to go 🤷‍♂️😬

He's trying to live through going to uni, all baseball hats and "Call me Chris", he's fuckin sad as possible, your heart is gonna break for this baby boy

But there's hope! A guy in one of his classes! He asks poor Chris on a date! Christopher Robin is gay now because I do whatever the fuck I want. Chris is so excited, he dresses up nice and meets this guy, who takes him to a party

Everybody's drunk, at first they're friendly then everybody's mean and loud, suddenly they're asking him all these questions, he's not answering and it's getting worse, his date's on their side, they're demanding, they're shoving and getting pissed off that he won't dance for them

A voice from offscreen:

Poor Christopher.

And you're gonna know exactly who the fuck it is because Sterling Holloway and Jim Cummings are written in your goddamn DNA. Christopher reaches out for support, we see him grabbing for anything, he gets hold of a jar, Christopher Robin smashes it over the head of his tormenter, he looks down at his hand and it's sticky, covered in honey, and it's ON, Christopher Robin fuckin cleans house with broken glass and kitchen knives, he rushes into the night as sirens start to blare

HARD CUT to Christopher Robin in his dorm room, washing off the blood, cell phone is ringing like crazy, going straight to voicemail again. We see the pennant hanging from the wall, strung on a piece of wire: The Tigers

A voice from offscreen:

Christopher, we miss you, life is such a bother when you're not there

Christopher Robin, talking to no one:

I can't come back. I- I don't deserve to come back

The same voice:

Everybody deserves to come home, Christopher

A KNOCK ON THE DOOR. Christopher jumps out of his skin. He stuffs his honey-stained clothes out of sight, opens the door

Of COURSE it's his fuckin dad. Dressed like a tryhard, tweed jacket and all, he's being all kind and loving, you in the audience are starting to think "Is his dad... not an asshole? What part of this is actually happening and what part is in Christopher's mind?" and yes, good, turn into that skid

"I heard about that awful disturbance last night," Mr. Robin says. "Terrible business."

"Yeah, just horrible," Christopher Robin says, trying not to throw up or cry or confess everything

"You know, I'm thinking about bringing you home," Mr. Robin says. "I don't want you to be put in danger. If someone's murdering students, I suppose I just care too much about you to let you be next."

A touching heartfelt moment?? Is this growth??? No one knows it's him, maybe he could give this a real chance, maybe it could be different

"Who knows," Mr. Robin says. "Perhaps you have some more little stories you could tell me."

It's Piglet now, and he sounds so sad: Christopher, I don't want him to hurt you

Mr. Robin turns to look out the window, Christopher rips down the pennant, turns the wire into a fucking garotte, and it is not a quiet death. His dad is fighting back, trying to push him away, we hear noise in the hallway. Christopher wins, drops his tormentor's body on the floor

"The wonderful thing about being a Robin is I'm the only one," Christopher says under his breath. Is he- does he like this?

Christopher doesn't even fuckin get out the door before there are more people in the room, shocked and horrified. He fights his way out, we hear music start to swell- sweet flutes and beautiful piano, the music of wistful childhood. Christopher is running now. He gets to the stairway of his dorm, he pelts up and up and up. He's being chased- the cops are after him, his dormmates are after him, the people from the party are after him, his dad is after him? That can't be right-

He skids onto the rooftop and bars the door. He rushes to the edge of the building. People are shouting from the other side, visibly trying to break the door down

For the first time in the film Christopher smiles, suddenly looking young and vibrant. "I'm coming home," he says, and in one movement he swandives off the building-

-and SPLASH, he lands in a beautifully clear lake. He surfaces, looking at peace at last. On the bank, there's all of them- Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, everybody else we can get the rights to. They look so pleased, so simply delighted, and Christopher reaches out to them, letting them pull him out of the water, leading him into the wood.

Back to the rooftop. Night has fallen. A few cops are milling around, trying to look busy

"It's just like we all said, sarge," one of them says. "He offed his old man, ran up here, took a flying leap-"

"Then where is he?" the sergeant demands.

Chimes sound from nowhere. We pull out and out. There's a swirl of leaves and a musical sting

DIRECTED BY SABINE GORDON

[wroteclassicaly]

People can use it for klutz but it came from the term spastic. Spaz and spastic are generally considered a slur for disabled people, originating from people with celebral palsy and then used for autistics and other disabled people to call them stupid, it kinda meant stupid but theyd also use it in medical settings because they thought that was the best way to describe it because they didnt understand what disabled people were at the time and just thought it was low IQ, like they were so dumb they couldnt function properly or were incapable in society/it became interchangeable

It seems to be more normalized in the US but in the uk, retard, spaz and spastic are *extremely* offensive, and in the top worst slurs

Its a hard one when trying to decide when a word is appropriate because different cultures have different connections to certain words but the word did start in the uk and came from an offensive term, and is considered offensive across alot of europe

Probably alot of americans find it offensive too

Depends on your intentions and the meanings behind those words, sure words can change meaning over time but if its still used offensively in society the way that it is i think it needs caution or not used at all

With it still in the offensive category, if i was interacting and posting to people from all over then personally id avoid using it casually but idk thats not for me to say for you, some uk and europe people get it that its just how americans talk and some it still hurts

But for me, being in the uk as a disabled person, it makes my blood run cold (some occasions it doesnt bother me. Its easier when i expect it)

I think it would be best just to put a warning saying "some may find offensive" instead 🤷‍♂️

See, the thing is, I’m also a disabled woman myself. I literally get disability for it, and I don’t take offense to that word. And there’s a lot of offensive things from the UK and Europe that people continue to say, that we don’t say here, that also hurt. It is different cultures. I just think that coming to me with something like this, considering what’s going on, I don’t know, it just seems odd to me.

I literally meant nothing by it. It’s a common phrase where I come from. I’ve seen others say it before, I’ve said it before. I’m sorry if it’s offensive, but something about the way it’s been brought about, it’s just rubbing me the wrong way. It really, really is.

I’m not trying to argue with you, but we both come from different places with different words and phrases. Just remember that. ♥️

You’re valid in how you feel, believe me. But I also am as well!