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boxwinebaddie · 4 months

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Best driver in the CFPOM? :)

...so when you say 'good'...are we talking skill? or safety? Because...

if we're talking Skill:

kenny, 100%. hands down.

if it has wheels -- kenny can drive it. i feel like he's been driving since elementary school tbh. which leads me to my next point which is that kenny can drive super well...but its definitely not legal. there is No WAY he has a license like that man has no birth certificate. he def has a fake license tho and it is literally a knock off McLovin from super bad level of fake and just says McWhoremick with no first name smh. but its fine bc he can seduce his way out of any ticket ever. Slayed. ;)

but yeah no, he is ripping around the neighborhood like its GTA5, they are FLYING, kyle is having a panic attack the whole time because kenny is smoking a fat joint and yellin Look Guys No Hands! bras and panties flying all over the place from whoever was back there last, old moldy pizza slices, the hula girl on the dash is shaking ass, theres fuzzy purple dice hanging from the mirror, fake balls on the tail pipe...so much Insanity...all while ayesha erotica or the Cuntry ;) <3 playlist is blaring. tldr when kenny is driving, kyle and marjorine are not having fun but stan & cartman are having So much fun help

i feel like kenny drives a tiny little beat up red pick up truck that he fixed up himself ( hes a part time mechanic in peppermint...or thats his current job until they fire him...Soon probably ) so there is a driver seat, a front seat and a TINY cab in back which really should only have one...One!!! COUNT IT!!! ONE!! person in it but they manage to squeeze THREE people in wHICH SOMETIMES IS TWO PEOPLE AND CARTMAN AND SOMETIMES ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE IS ALSO TALL ASS KYLE WITH THE MASSIVE DOUBLE WIDE TRAILER BEST ASS IN CLASS so needless 2 say its a Tight Squeeze.

they also All used to fight for shot gun ( stan wants to aux, kyle has control issues/is claustrophobic and cartman is just an asshole he also cant drive bc driving is for Poor Ugly People ) EXCEPT marj who Never EVER fought for shotgun and always used to sit in the back with whoever just bc shes nice and kind so when they started dating kenny permanently made marjorines seat the passenger seat *Kenny Being A Bastard VC* I Got A Seat For You Right Here, Sweetheart ;) *fakes out pointing to face then pats the seat smh* and everyone is like ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS bc that perma put stan kyle and cartman in the back which is CHAOTIC and kenny is like hell yeah im serious!!! unless one of you is gonna start Blowing Me enjoy the back bitches!!! mwaaaah <3 Pain....oh my god. *kyle n cartman audacity*

which...stan is actually the most Chill back there, he is my relaxed king -- he also Never calls the front seat shot gun bc he HATES guns cute pacifist boy behavior -- and fights for the front way less tbh. which conflicted kyle because he just wants to sit next to stan and not cartman ( stan used to sit between them to prevent Homiecide )

but bc kenny is ripping around going a million miles per hour all the time kyle ends up in stans lap A LOT which...okay the first time he was like dude oh my god im So sorry and stan was like dont worry kp you can sit in my lap Any Time :) what are super best friends for? :*

uNAWARE OF HOW FKN INSANE THAT SOUNDED TO LITERALLY EVERYONE KYLE MADE SUCH A CRAZY SOUND HE WAS SO RED OH MY GOD KENNY MARJ AND CARTMAN ALL LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE IS THIS REAL THIS IS NOT RESALSDKLHDS

like the way that stan did not know he was in love with kyle until Now but was constantly like u can sit in my lap and wear all my clothes and have anything you want from me kyle??? LIKE?? I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE STAN!!!! YOU FRUIT FUCKING SALAD!!! PUTTIN UR BEST GUY FRIEND IN UR LAP IN YOUR HOODIE PLAYIN W HIS HAIR WHISPERING SHIT INTO HIS EAR MAKING HIM BLUSH WITH THE FKN LITTLE HEART CHARM ON UR NOSE RING SHUT UPPPPP!!!!!

( also i forgot how much i luv pep!stans little emo boy Charm Bracelet Nose Ring for dramatic fruity bisexual disasters...he is so cute ily bb peppermint stan is the most babygirl ever....my son oh my gooood )

so needless to say stan just climbs in the back and does the hot boy Come Here ;) thing where he pats his lap for kyle to sit ( HELLO EXCUSE ME?? ) and it was Mostly a joke until they started dating and now everyone is like stan and kyle no funny business back there and cartman is like yeah watch it homos and but its okay they are Making Out they cant hear anyone smh <3 NASTY BOY BEHAVIOR WHEN THEYRE DATING ITS SO OBNOXIOUS I REALLY HATE THEM like they are attached at the lips/hips...but also...Good For Them omg.

iiiiii got more to say about everyone else Driving ( me crazy mostly ) but this got too long i had too much to say abt the truck and kenny so yes tldr as far as Good Driving goes...Kenny. but as far as legal? Abbbbbsooolutely Not, Babey! it is fun tho!!! yeehaw! Buckle Up <3

-uncle nina, gay and can't drive

#im actually so scared of driving its actually my one tru fear #BUT YEAH KENNYS YEEHAW OH SHIT HANDLE GETAWAY DRIVER GTA5 DRIVING IS SO ICONIC TO ME #ALL WHILE SOMETHING CRAZY IS PLAYING ON THE AUX #i do think they are Mostly in stan or kyles car tho for practicality they cant breathe in kens car...& its hotboxed to hell #its kyles usually bc stans car is a trash waste disaster zone & kyle DDs ( ok stan is more fun tho he is a Shit driver but kyle YELLS sm )#also no one can sit in the front in styles cars but them disrespectfully its not fair but they are in love im sorry #esp ky if any1 even tries 2 take the front seat in kyles car hes like get the hell out of the stan seat u stupid bitch??? fuck off and DIE #anyways <3 Hi Stan <3333 are u comfy do u need anything :3 #and stans like hiiiii kp im good tysm sbf <333 *winks at kyle sticks tongue out and flips off everyone* everyones like bro come ONNNNNNN #its so much worse when theyre dating kyle is like hiiii cute boyyyy and stans like hiiii Cuter boy like mom & dad will you stop being GROSS #LIKE EW OH MY GOD CHILL OUT #but yeah kenny can drive anything and that man b driivng everyone wild what can i say #that man always has a ticket for being Too Fine

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cistematicchaos · 11 months

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I wrote a song called genderqueer daydream and I thought you might appreciate it lol so here u go!!

genderqueer daydream-

when god in heaven made me

she must have been high

cuz I may be a pretty girl

but im an even prettier guy

so call me pretty boy

the way I wear this gown

I’ll go and fetch my gold

cuz every queen needs his crown

I’m such a girly fag and

I’m such a boyish dyke

I drop everyone’s jaws

And then I drop the fucking mic

so doll me up in lipstick

and I’ll put on this suit

yeah I’ll show you a chick

who knows how to be a dude

this gender shits a game

and babe I fucking win

guess the devil had it right

cuz it’s so fun to be a sin

this king is such a queen

she wear these crowns so well

I look like I fell from heaven

But I pole vaulted from hell

how else could I be this hot?

im he im she im they

so no matter who I’m fucking

It’s really fucking gay

so call me fucking fruity

that’s Mr. Dyke to you

it’s just my civic duty

to make you so confused

that when I walk in the bathroom

you go back to check the sign

hey man it’s not my fault

that I’m so damn fucking fine

So I can be the groom

Or I can be the bride

Whichever you prefer

I’ll walk down that aisle with pride

Cuz it is not my job

To cater towards your fear

So you better get used to it

Cuz im fucking genderqueer

Stop. Reign, fr? omfg, I'm in love with this! I'd sing the fuck out of this, this is gold. I love the rhymes, the clever little twists on certain lines-THE. CONFIDENCE. it rings with confidence and its beautiful! I relate so hard too, like this is very much a genderqueer mood. If you have a tune to go with these lyrics, ngl, I'd sing this for you, its such a fucking joy.

Seriously, I thought this being my first migraine-pain free day of months would be the high of today but this topped it no question, ty so much for sharing this with me, im honored. 😭 💚

#Asking chaos #Cannot tell you how serious I am #this is dope af #imma be rereading these for awhile #these lyrics instinctively make me smile #Its lovely #Music #Certified good post #sav #Genderqueer #lgbt

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jamesvowles · 1 year

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I posted 1,253 times in 2022

That's 1,253 more posts than 2021!

177 posts created (14%)

1,076 posts reblogged (86%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 613 of my posts in 2022

#f1 - 57 posts

#formula one - 49 posts

#f1 art - 49 posts

#my art - 48 posts

#george russell - 24 posts

#dotpng - 22 posts

#valtteri bottas - 20 posts

#max verstappen - 20 posts

#zhou guanyu - 16 posts

#cl16 - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#nude leak? charles to rbr? fucking pierre becomes a psychic to support his career? id just nod and not fact check bc all of this is absurd

My Top Posts in 2022:

winter

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and if i'm the fool, what's that make you?

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the thrilling sequel to my previous quiz.....late to ME but on time for everyone else! don't take this too seriously

which 2022 f1 season moment are you?

includes 12 results........find out ^_^

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i was meant to release this wonderful f1 quiz during the midseason but im slow as hell! anyways here it is! don't take it too seriously AKDAKDSKD

which f1 midseason 2022 moment are you?

includes 9 little fruity answers. ^_^"

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My #1 post of 2022

// I'VE GOT A BOYFRIEND NOW AND HE'S MADE OF GOLD

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #false #EXPECTED #Shocked at the fellas I rb the most #long post #Da mind prison

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ofpineapplesanddawns · 2 years

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@autisticgxb2 requested:

Writing prompt-Loki and Crowley being the type of friends, where they drink and talk about their boyfriends?

On with the fic!

“It’s weird that you’re dating the guy who used to be my boss.” Crowley commented, toying with the little umbrella in his fruity, super strong drink. He wondered if he should get a second one of these, or go for a new flavor next drink.

“Well, things just happen, you know how it is.” Loki replied, waving about a hand. “I mean, you and an angel? Really? Seems like something from some harlequin novel or whatever. A cliche that came true!”

Crowley snorted, downing his drink before requesting a second of it. “Look, I can’t help that Aziraphale’s just the right kind of bastard angel to make me all gooey in the core for ‘im, ya know? But seriously. Lucifer? He’s a twat!”

“I can’t deny that.” Loki shrugged. “But I do like a bad boy, and one who causes so much trouble for everyone around him.”

“Like you?”

“I like a man who can compete. Besides, he’s the ruler of Hell, that’s a bonus!”

Crowley snorted again. “Former. Former ruler of Hell.”

Loki rolled his eyes. “Details, details, he still has power and influence, still the devil, in a sense. Just because he dipped out and ran off to see the world, I mean, can you blame him? Forever stuck in a disgusting hole in the ground, surrounded by death and torment? Can make a guy dream of freedom.”

The demon wasn’t going to point out the obvious, considering that was pretty much how Loki was for ages, so he just took his new drink and took a swig. “Is he good in bed?” He said instead and Loki coughed, caught off-guard.

“Shit, Crowley! A warning next time!” He coughed again and Crowley laughed. He had hoped to ruffle the feathers of the infamous trickster, and it looked like it worked.

“But anyway,” Loki sniffed, straightening his vest, “to answer your question... well, him walking about Hell naked a lot of the time very much left much to the imagination. And my imagination was correct.” He winked and Crowley made a face.

Oh, his little joke backfired so hard on him, uhg!

“Oh, uh, ew! Gross! No, don’t want to think about that! Fuck, the mental image!”

“Ha! You asked, idiot! Now you have to deal with the mental image of my boyfriend’s co-!”

“Stop! Fuck, forget I even asked about him!”

#good omens extended universe #john's drabbles

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cloud-spotted · 1 month

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NEW AND IMPROVED ship opinions

now that hazbin is out and ive had a while to digest, here r my NEW ship opinions (now with explanations!)

OTP: chaggie. they literally r both powerful and love eachother a lot,, they r a power couple. the contrast between charlie's whimsy and vaggie's jadedness is awesome too.

main ships: lucifer x alastor, and i love all the canon ships except lucililith

FRIENDships: alastor + tom trench (they r both fruity, they both say the news, they both probably drink liquor and black coffee unironically, what more do you want me to say? they have so much in common /silly), niffty + sir pentious (they r insane together. niffty would help clean while sir pentious focuses so hard on work that he becomes a shut-in. relatable king. and yet sir pent seems like the type to appreciate niffty's odd creativeness. he seems like the type who would help her organise and create machines to help her with her tasks and also make sure she doesnt work too much because he doesnt want her to be like him. checks and balances yknow)

partners in crime: alastor + vox (i dont need to elaborate if youve seen the show), rosie + alastor (canon), charlie + alastor (powerful 1 and powerful 2 wreck shit after alastor convinces her shes too optimistic.. like perfect corruption arc complete with chaggie angst where vaggie joins the dark side too and OH man lucifer realises that maybe he shouldve encouraged charlies optimism more. what potential. i love thinking about it. it would be awesome.)… everyone + alastor… carmilla + vaggie (watch their musical number again. thats my only defence)

crack ships: vox x katie killjoy (ITS SO SILLY), alastor x sir pentious (LIKE VOX X ALASTOR EXCEPT WAYYY SILLIER)

ships i support idly: angel x alastor, husk x alastor, niffty x baxter (no opinions. i have no qualms with the ships. theyre cute /shrug)

hell no: lucifer x lilith (i dONT CARE THAT ITS CANON RAHH), angel x women, katie killjoy x tom trench (katie would NOT treat him right. tom deserves better smh!! theyd be a toxic couple who both have problems n feed off eachothers negative energy. itd be gross bro im so serious. itd be GNARLY)

stay single: valentino (unless u AU him to be Not a rapist)

fics that make alastor alloromantic are things i enjoy consuming but when they pull out the "you were the one! he found the one, guys!" im like :upside_down face: so i hope its known that while theres more than one ship of alastor x someone in here, i still accept that hes canonically ace B) the ships with angel x women i just cant stand though cus every single time the person aking the fic has some homophobic ass excuse. why cant they just say "this is an AU where hes bi" or something!! anyways thats my cold take. just call it an AU. thats what a lot of the ones making alastor alloromantic do. if u know of any angel x women fics where its specified that him being bi is an alteration theyve made to his character, then lmk

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel ships #hazbin hotel opinion #weewooweewoo im gonna yell my opinion at youuu

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javascript-official · 5 months

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Thoughts about internalized homophobia in youth

Earlier today I was thinking about why so often kids and teens of even the most liberal beliefs adquire internalized homophobia in their teen years. Are they just insensitive? I really don't think so, Don't get me wrong almost everyone at that age is atleast partially an insensitive brat but I do not believe this is the reason for this so I came up with a theory based on my own expirience, It might be possible other people had have different expiriences and that my theory is not correct but I'd like to share anyways.

There is a high likelihood that the first gay person is a bitch.

Looking back at middle school I am almost sure that at-least 3 of my classmates where way however at the moment I was merely aware of one at that age (and even later in life) you don't pick up on stuff that isn't painfully obvious, hell the reason it took me so long to figure out im bi is not becouse of lack of evidence but mearly that I didn't act like "gay", the problem is that becouse of this fact the only people you will notice as gay or queer are the people who are absolute walking sterotypes, and (I might get some hate for saying this) but its perfectly reasonable to hate that personality. The main reason for my internalized homophobia back then is that the only person I knew as gay was this judgy brat who belittled me for my clothing choices and made uncomfortable unprompted advances at me that made my wildly uncomfortable and, atleast at my age tv wasn't any better. The only show I had watched at this point with any way characters was modern family and while I liked Mitchell I (and even to this day) ABSOLUTLY FUCKING LOATHE Cameron Tucker, and I firmly believe that is fine. The same way it is fine to be annoyed by the "Frat bro" Personality I firmly believe its acceptable to be annoyed by the "Gay Fruity Guy" Sterotype, there is nothing homophobic about finding a personality annoying, the problem is when this idea mutates into down right homophobia and that All queer people (and only queer people) share the annoying traits you hate, and afteward equating that towards a hatred of gay people in general. That is why I believe diverse representation is important.

Anyway I this wasn't completly uncomprehensible.

TL;DR the easiest people to recognize as gay are those who fit a very particular stereotype and often those people are assholes, hating gay people that are assholes is fine but often that can be internalized as hatred towards gay people which is not good.

#rant #essay #lgbtqia #modern family

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celestialmaison · 11 months

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i don’t know that i need pride month anymore.

i know that i need the history that created it, and the people who literally disrupted the streets of new york, elsewhere, and elsewhen to demand their rights. i know that i recently learned that my parents only tolerate having a queer black mentally ill kidult, and that even though i’m 22 that hurts, because they’ve always pretended that they could hold genuine, authentic space for my differences, but i guess they aren’t ready. i know that fem and transgender rights are under constant attack and that i feel hopeless in a twisted privileged way because i’ve made a home in a state that i think will protect me, my friends, and the queer, fem people within these borders and yet in so many other places and spaces so many of us are having what little legal agency we had stripped from us. i know that i’m on the aroace spectrum, and that feels good to know, but im doubtful whether or not those of us in this community that have nuances upon nuances upon nuances upon nuances will ever really feel…welcome by people who don’t wear the same colors, carry the same shadows, or have the same dreams as we do. i know that i really want to adopt a cat this year. i’m sure i’ll be covered in fruity looking tattoos by the end of the summer. i know the rainbow flags and shirts and string lights won’t change what’s wrong with this world, but i don’t know how to change it. i know i’ll always remember the sparkles in my eyes the year i realized i wasn’t what everyone taught and forced me to be, because i haven’t seen them in a while. i know i like it when my friends call me “he” or “little guy.” i know queer joy exists, and it always will, because we are alive and that is something to celebrate, and i know that i feel heavy, because this world weighs on me and probably won’t stop anytime soon.

i don’t know that i need pride anymore month anymore, but i know that i need to keep seeing queer joy, and queer art, nuance, diversity, people, (dis)ability, media, places…i know that i need to keep seeing us. i know that i’ll probably keep joking about the rainbow commodification of it all, but i’d be lying if i said i didn’t love the rainbows and the bumper stickers and the enamel pins and the refrigerator magnets i got from spencer’s last weekend. i know that i like my hair red and i’m glad i cut it because red is the first color in the rainbow and it’s dark like persephone’s eyes and there’s a red wall in my apartment and i’m angry and i look hot with my hair short. and red means love. and i see it every month.

and even if i don’t know that i need pride month anymore, someone does. and i’ll wish us all a happy one, just for the hell of it 🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🖤🩶🤍🤎

#blue rambles #pride 2023 #happy pride 🌈#queer pride #this got real deep real fast being gay is so hard #stay fruity y’all UwU

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mistergoddess · 11 months

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something something last pride i was in a disastrous gender tailspin doing so very bad on the gender front deeply closeted staying briefly with my parents between apartments working at a normie bar where there was a lot of pressure to be cute and feminine and appealing but the most dysphoric ive ever been because ive been quite masc ever since i realized i was trans when i was fucking 13 and somehow at 25 decided to put my own ass back in the closet and went to pride in a bikini top and booty shorts and fishnets and was miserable with myself and so repressed and had nobody but myself to blame for it and spent the whole time thinking haha wouldn't it be funny to go to the gender clinic booths and get info about testosterone while dressed like this haha how i look with he/him in my bio and all that haha right but i wouldn't because im in denial about being a guy rn haha im just a funky they them lesbian or whatever idk haha. and now just 1 year later i'll be going to pride 6 months on t and having made the first grueling steps of coming out to family and people close to me and i'll definitely be boyly boying it up and its all very surreal and gooooood?

idk it's weird because i feel 100% positive and happy and right about transition so far like... internally. independently. but the social aspect is still very funky and scary and i'm sure that's completely normal because society sucks! it's a sucky cultural situation we're in rn! and it's scary and bad and easy to invalidate yourself and get imposter syndrome and be bitter and jealous and feel weird and scared about being socially out and trying to socially transition and make it known that yeah i know i don't seem like one but actually i'm a guy! and i'm literally still not even saying that i'm still just letting ppl assume im a woman and misgender me bc i'm fucking avoidant and don't have the guts to like correct restaurants when they get my order wrong let alone correct everyone when they get my gender wrong! arrgghhh! but i'm very excited for ~my first pride~ and i hope being in a space where people are expecting it and won't be shocked or confused will give me some confidence and i can be open and at ease there and i can take some of that with me back to everyday life. idk. something along those lines.

also i'm definitely in my fresh out the box overcompensating era lmfao like i'm still nonbinary as hell and i still wanna be fruity and i'm definitely not Just A Guy and i'm definitely not Just Masc and i haveeeeeeeee a really really bad history with that and some big ugly Gender Trauma that makes this stage of like. just trying to be more masc and a dudething. kind of a very bad vibe but i'm doing it on my own terms this time and am aware of how that plays on my mental state and i feel confident that i'll grow out of it and that it's ok for now and as i progress i'll settle back into the things i like because i DO like fruity shit and i DO like the booty shorts and the fishnets and jewelry and painted nails and i'm not fully a dude and there's a sick ass nonbinary trans culture that i'll figure out how to occupy!!!!!!!! but yea i'm accepting that for now i'm just like hrrgnnnghhhh yes im a Man :) a fucking Guy a Dude Bro hahaaaaa

#anyway sorry me of 1 year ago that was a fucked up time for you but dw it's gonna get so good so soon #shitpost.txt

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ayoitspatricia · 2 years

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The birthday cake situation

Platonic Slytherin gang (Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Daphne, Matteo and Theo) x fem!reader

Pansy walked into the Slytherin common room with a huff.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist Pansy?” Draco asks her, everyone else chuckling at the comment.

“Don’t be an ass Draco,” this made people hoot, “I don’t know what kind of birthday cake to make for (Y/n). Any suggestions?”

Blaise put his hand up and Pansy pointed at him to answer, “How about a strawberry cake or something? Cause i don’t know what you guys think but i just know that she is definitely fruity.”

A few snickers from the boys can be heard and Pansy sighs, “Any suggestions that won’t include another excuse to call (Y/n) somewhat gay?” Everyone shrugs, “Im just saying, i heard her say that she would hex anyone who made a suggestion like that again.”

Theo then put his hand up, “I can’t believe that you don’t even know what kind of cake she likes!”

Murmurs of agreement can be heard from the group but Pansy does not even falter the tiniest bit.

“You don’t either Theo!”

Matteo sits silently whilst playing with a cigarette that was in his hands but not lit. He rolled his eyes at the non stop arguing over a cake.

“Just pick an average cake flavour! Bloody hell, it really doesn’t need to turn into a crisis.”

Draco looks over at him mad, “And you couldn’t have said all this earlier!?”

Daphne, who is sitting next to Matteo, speaks up, “Pansy, don’t you think that you should just use a spell to make the cake instead of hand making one. As much as i know how much you want to make one, i don’t think any of us would appreciate getting told off by Snape.”

Pansy looks at her, “Well point number 1 for Matteo, what if she does not like average cake flavours? And point number 2 for Daphne, if we hand make it then it shows how much we appreciate her!”

“Is she really getting this worked up over a cake?” Blaise whispers. “Yo Pans, i literally just said like a minute ago that we should make her a-“

Pansy shuts him up by throwing a book at him, making everyone else snort.

“Ugh, I need serious suggestions people!” She stomps her foot on the ground.

Theo then speaks up, his hands covering himself in fear of getting a book chucked at him as well. “Why don’t you just make her a mix of different flavoured cupcakes? She can just eat the flavours she likes and then we can steal the rest.”

Matteo points at Theo, “See! The problem is now officially solved.”

“No, not it’s not.” The others groan at Pansy’s words, “There are hundreds of different cake flavours.”

“Pansy, why don’t you just ask (Y/n)?” Daphne speaks up softly.

“But then it’s not a surprise, is it?” Pansy whines.

“Everyone shut your mouths, she’s coming!” Draco hisses.

“Hey people!” you yell as you enter the common room.

“What’s up sweet cheeks?” Blaise shouts.

“Alright (Y/n)?” Draco asks.

“Im doing just fine Mr Malfoy,” You greet jokingly, laughing. “Theo why the hell are you shielding yourself?”

Theo realises that his hands are still trying to protect him and he retreats from his over dramatic pose.

“Health and safety before anything you know?” He mumbles and Draco tries hard not to roll his eyes at his stupidity.

Daphne pats a spot next to her for you to sit, Matteo nodding at you with a smirk.

You sit down and all of a sudden, Pansy comes speed running towards you with a clipboard. The clipboard was supposed to be for writing down cake flavours.

“S-so, we are t-thinking of sneaking into the kitchens and making some cupcakes! Any flavour suggestions for us to make?”

You furrow your eyebrows at the random question as it looks like the rest of the group is trying their hardest not to laugh their heads off.

“I mean, i guess a fruit flavour is cool.” You say, and you can swear that you heard Blaise silently cheer.

“Anything else?” Pansy asks, praying to god that you weren’t going to say another idea that the group brought up.

“Or just anything average i guess, like vanilla, chocolate or even red velvet if you really wanted to. They all sound so good to be honest.”

Pansy realises that she won’t have to write down flavours to remember after all and chucks the clipboard to one side, accidentally almost knocking out another fellow Slytherin.

“Ok, thank you (Y/n)!” Pansy finishes.

You yawn and realise how tired you are. “Im gonna head to bed guys!”

Everyone says goodnight as you walk away and turn back to say one more thing.

“To be honest, if you really want cupcakes you should just find a spell from a book for that. Then it will save you getting told off by Snape for being in the kitchens.”

Daphne looks at Pansy annoyed to let her know that she should have listened to everyone in the first place.

Everyone watches as you completely leave and then all give Pansy a knowing look.

She winces, “Please don’t say it.”

“We told you so.” Matteo grunts. “About the cake flavour AND how we should just use a spell.”

Pansy glares at him before getting ready to sneak to the kitchen with the others to make the birthday cake.

“BITCH I TOLD YOU THAT SHE WAS FRUITY!”

“Ug shut up Blaise!”

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sasarahsunshine · 3 years

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it’s the first girls + spencer night since the team found out about aaron and spencer dating. what questions are the girls asking him and what does he actually answer? i imagine him gushing about how romantic aaron is and all emily wants to know is how big his dick is

Firstly, I cackled when I read this. The Emily part made me choke on my water and I’m still recovering from it. Secondly- hotchreid hotchreid hotchreid yes yes yes.

It’s Saturday night, and there’s no case! Penelope has declared every Saturday home as “Girls Night.”

Spencer does not know how he’s been dragged along to every single “girls night.” He’s not a girl. But he has steady hands and Emily likes when he paints her nails, so he’s usually invited along.

He’d rather be out with Aaron this time tbh, but Penelope is really convincing.

He knew from the beginning that Penelope was acting a little suspicious.

He should have known that the second he was greeted at the door this was not going to be the usual “girls night,” where they would watch dumb movies and eat sweets and do each other’s nails.

Emily grabbed him by the collar and dragged him inside, manhandling him onto the couch. He plopped down with a pout and crossed his arms.

And then the questions came. Almost with no real time to answer them, because after JJ would ask “how did Hotch ask you out?” Penny jumped in with “OMG does he wear normal clothes outside of work?”

Emily had no shame, “How big is his dick? I bet it’s huge, right?”

Spencer’s blush and stammering had her crossing her arms over her chest with a smirk, her hand held out to Penelope, “Pay up.” Penny puts a $10 bill in Emily’s hand.

Spencer has to put his hands out and wave them around, “Everyone calm down! One question at a time!”

He knows he’s not getting out of this. Might as well resign to his fate and just let it happen.

“Okay fine, how did Hotch ask you out?”

“He, uh, came to my place. With flowers. And asked me?”

WITH FLOWERS??? Hell yeah we all know he did. He’s a romantic sap, you guys.

Penny wants to know all about Hotch’s wardrobe. Spencer tells her, “dad jeans, t-shirts. A lot of shirts with old band logos, actually. Comfortable sweats and no shirt to bed.”

Emily: But does he go commando in bed?

Spencer: I’m not answering that

Emily: so that’s a yes

Spencer ends up gushing about their first date. It was literally so romantic. A reservation at a nice restaurant, they both wore suits (or, if you love enby/feminine Spencer, he was in a very attractive neutral colored blouse and dress pants). Aaron pulled out his chair for him, ordered expensive wine/cider, paid for the whole dinner- and they talked about anything and everything. The conversation flowed so well, and they didn’t even talk about work.

And yes, the first kiss was at the door as Aaron dropped Spencer off.

Penelope and JJ are gushing and just as smitten. “Who knew Hotch was such a softie?”

Penelope feeds a very sweet, very fruity drink into Spencer. And then he starts talking about how cuddly Aaron is ;u;

(Penny can’t handle that he calls Hotch, Aaron).

We all know Aaron is touch-starved. He’s always touching Spencer when he can. At work, it might just be brushing their arms or hands against each other, or a hand on a leg under the table. At home? He’s holding Spencer in his arms when they’re on the couch. He requires Spencer to be in the office with him when he’s working (they can’t always be touching but as long as he can see Spencer he’s happy). Aaron just needs to feel Spencer’s warmth to remind himself that he’s there ;u;

Ugh now I’m getting emotional

Spencer spills that the sex is amazing. Will he tell them how? No. But it’s “literally unlike anything else I’ve ever experienced.”

Emily is SO MAD he won’t tell her how big Hotch is. She just wants a number. “6 inches? 7? 8?”

“Emily I’m not telling you-“

“It’s 8. Holy shit.”

“EMILY IM NOT TELLING YOU.”

Anyways this was fun lmao!

Taglist for headcanons: @ssa-natalya-reid @hotchshoney @ssahotchswife @goobzoop @louisaland @tobias-hankel @oliverbrnch @suburban--gothic @softhairedhotch @sparklinspence @multixfandomwriter @sp3mily @hotchslefttesticle

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mizunetzu · 4 years

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Can you do Daichi x male reader where Daichi asks his boyfriend to come over to meet his team and he forgets and goes home so Daichi give him a call and is like "where you at?" "I cant come I look like a clown." "I bet you dont look that bad." "No you dont get it im in full drag." So his boyfriend comes to the gym in full drag, booby and butt pads, and monster heels, and when he walked in it's like Kags that recognizes him as his drag name.

LMAOOJSKE DRAG QUEEN READEKRNRNF

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Daichi x reader - DRAG QUEEN?!

⚠️warnings - drag queen, college first year reader x high school 3rd year (if that’s even a warning skdjd)

Pronouns- male, he/him

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Daichi said it on impulse, really.

“Do you guys...wanna meet my boyfriend?”

Everyone in the gym stopped. They were in middle of a practice match between themselves, and just when Yamaguchi was about to serve, he choked on air and missed the ball completely. The ball flew in the air, before landing somewhere near his feet.

Everyone stared at Daichi with a variety of expressions. Some shocked, some looking at him like he ‘said I’m gonna chop my dick off,’ and some who didn’t even care. (Tsukishima, obviously.) Ukai had to call timeout, since no one could focus after what Daichi blurted out.

Suga chuckled awkwardly, slinging a towel over his shoulders. “So uh, ahaha, your um...gay...?” His voice progressively died down into a whisper.

“Yeah. Is...that’s a problem?”

“No! No! I fully support y-“

“AND YOU CHOSE NOW TO TELL US? DUDE, WE COULD’VE LIKE, THROWN YOU A COMING-OUT PARTY!” Tanaka shook his captaincy the shoulders, while Noya squirted water into his mouth with his squeeze bottle.

“Well I don’t really mind, I’m already out, I was just asking if you wanted to meet him.”

“DO WE?! OF COURSE WE DO! DOES HE PLAY VOLLEYBALL?! DO YOU THINK HE COULD JOIN THE TEAM?!” Hinata jumped up and down, slowly inching is way towards Daichi with an awestruck look on his face. He’s rather surprised Hinata isn’t more shocked.

“Yeah. Uh-no, sorry. He doesn’t play.” Daichi chuckled, patting an excited looking hinata on the head. “I don’t think he has work tomorrow, so tomorrow’s really the only time he can come to practice.”

“Work?” Asahi looked up from the towel he was using to wipe off his sweat. “How old is he? Is he a third year?”

“He’s a first year in college. Actually-I think he goes to the college in Sendai.”

Asahi exhaled. It would’ve been weird if someone as young as a highschooler were to already be working, when the could be enjoying their time in classes or clubs. “Where does he work?”

Flashbacks of all the drag shows and money being thrown around a stage whipped across Daichis mind like a slap to the face. He’s sure the team wouldn’t mind, especially because they already don’t mind him having a boyfriend, but he isn’t sure if (Y/n) was ok with him telling his team he was a...y’know.

“...I’m not sure?”

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“Oh-hello Daikkun! How was practice today?” (Y/n) opened the passenger seat to his door, waiting for him to step inside. Sometimes he liked to pick him up from school before he had to get in makeup for a night show. That didn’t stop him from doing a little bit of eyeliner, though.

“It was nice. I told them they could meet you soon. The team.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah, you don’t have any shows tomorrow, right? I kind of told them tomorrow.” Daichi scrubbed at the back of his neck, while (y/n) started up his car. “I know you’ve wanted to meet them.”

“You bet your ass! Well-I mean I have a show at like 2 am but that doesn’t matter. What time can I come? Are they nice? Didn’t you say there was one who was really short but could jump as high as me in stilettos?”

“Oi-! Focus on the road!”

“Sorry, sorry! I’m just excited. Anyways! Can you come to my show tonight? I’ll sneak you in.”

“Every time I go to one of your drag shows I get scared someone will kick me out since I’m 17.”

“Dude, have you seen yourself?!” (Y/n) gestures over to Daichi, putting emphasis on his thigh-region. “You’re big and muscly enough to at least pass as 18. It’s just a one year difference, when’s your birthday again?”

“I can’t believe you forgot, I’m hurt.” Daichi chuckled, fiddling with his backpack straps on his lap. “Besides, doesn’t your show run kind of late today? I don’t get to choose when to take my classes like you, (L/n). And I have morning practice, so I need to sleep.”

“You’re no fun, Daikkun.”

“Yeah, yeah, My house is over there.”

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(Y/n) scrolled through his phone for the nth time that day. Fanning himself dramatically, he huffed and buried his face into his pillow. There was nothing to do today, and since he took morning classes, that left him with the rest of the afternoon to ponder, before working at night.

Was there something to do today? Was he forgetting something? He felt like he was, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on it.

He glanced guilty at a tube of light pink lip gloss tossed haphazardly on his desk. A light bulb went off in his head.

Hastily throwing his covers off his body, (y/n) dragged himself over to his closet, grabbing the lip gloss in the process. He shuffled through hangers of clothes, finally pulling out a girls uniform he bought from when he was in high school. He never wore it to school, choosing to wear the boys uniform, but he thought it’d be nice to have when he was feeling fruity.

Slipping on the skirt and cardigan, he walked over to his desk mirror. He unscrewed the wand from the tube of lip gloss, tentatively applying it generously to his lips. He shrugged. He figured he could do some more makeup. It’s not like he’s busy today, right?

Carefully winging the tip of his eyeliner, he took a step back and admired himself in the mirror. He looked cute, yeah, but cute wasn’t really his style. It screamed ‘cute femboy’ rather than his usual ‘sexy ass drag queen dominatrix who could step on you with their sharp ass knife heels’

Damn. He was really about to go all out, huh? Time to bring out the butt pads and fake boobs.

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Sighing contently in front of the mirror, (y/n) did a little spin, puffing out the length of his dress. Damn, he was hot. And with his impossibly high monster heels? Take me now.

(Y/n) was in the midst of taking a couple cute selfies in front of his full length mirror, when his screen went grey and a caller ID appeared.

‘Incoming call - Daikkun!! <3’

(Y/n) smiled unconsciously and clicked the bright green button with his thumb. He brought his phone to his ear and twirled a piece of his faux wig with his finger.

“Hi Daikkun! Did you need something, cutie?”

“Are you still coming over?” Daichis voice was hushed, and the slam of volleyballs rang though his speaker.

“Uh-what for?”

“To meet my team? Where are you?”

Fuck.

(Y/n) paled as he eyed himself in the mirror. He couldn’t show up looking like that. And it was too much to take off before Daichis practice ended. This was the only time he had to meet this team Daichi had always been talking about, and he’d completely forgot.

“...I can’t, I look like a clown.” (Y/n’s) voice came out a hoarse, nervous-chuckly whisper. He could taste the expensive red lipstick sitting on his lips.

“I’m sure you don’t look that bad.”

“Dude no, you don’t understand.” (Y/n) picked at the hem of his dress, the silicone boobs suddenly squeezing his chest a bit too tightly. “I’m in full drag.”

A silence rang out from both sides of the line. Daichi awkwardly chuckled.

“Ahaha uh-didn’t you say you didn’t have work today?”

“No! No I-I don’t have work til like-later later but like-I got bored and I forgot I was gonna meet your team today...sorry-“

“Well I’m sure they won’t mind if you show up in drag. I mean-they seemed pretty ok with knowing we’re a thing so...?”

(Y/n) gulped.

“...I guess I’ll see you in ten minutes then.”

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“Good work everyone!”

Ukai dismissed the players, leaving them to start rolling up the net and cleaning up the gym. Sugawara jogged up to the captain, dragging his mop lazily behind him.

“You said your boyfriend was gonna come today, right? Where is he?”

“Uh,” Daichi checked his wrist, before realizing he didn’t have a watch and fished out his phone. “He should be here any minute now-“

Just in time, the doors to the gym creaked open. Daichi smiled, leaving Suga to trail behind him curiously. He reached for the door handle, giving it a firm pull.

In stepped a boy with a long synthetic wig on, and heels that made him tower over Daichi easily. The sharp platforms of his heels clicked with each step he took, jewelry and accessories also bobbing up and down. And not to mention the ‘bobbling’ the silicone boobs made. Jeez, even if they were fake, they did still jiggle a hell of a lot.

(Y/n) bent down daintily, pressing a kiss onto Daichi’s cheek. Lipstick smeared on his sweaty cheek, leaving a dark imprint on the side of his face. (Y/n) seemed to finally take notice of all the astonished stares directed at him.

Should he A, stand beside his boyfriend awkwardly and pick at the loose thread of his dress or B, put on his confident drag persona and play it off?

He chose B.

(Y/n) smirked and leaned on on of his feet, placing a hand on his hip. “What? Like what you see, boys? I’m afraid I’m already taken, though.”

Fuck. Fuck fuck. Fuck. Even with the confident display, (y/n) couldn’t help but stay somewhat behind Daichi, trying to shrink behind his 10 inch heels.

Immediately, a bald guy and a kid with a bleached strip on the front of his head erupted into excitement.

“Yo! Sick dress, dude!”

The atmosphere lightened up tremendously. (Y/n) let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Well thank you, Mr. Bleach strip.”

The bald one, who introduced himself as ‘Tanaka’, slapped Daichi on the back. “Dude! What’s with all the surprises?! You tell us you have a boyfriend but you didn’t tell us he was a drag queen?!”

“I-to be honest I didn’t know he was in drag today-I didn’t know he had work.”

The closet door opened, with Hinata and Kageyama walking out from placing the net inside. Hinata gasped excitedly, while Kageyama froze. Hinata practically bolted towards the unknown person wearing heels and jumped up to his height. (Y/n) choked on air. This kid practically flew at him.

“Wow! Are you one of those ‘drag queens’ I see on tv sometimes?! Cool! That’s so cool! I-“

“ARE YOU QUIMCHI?!”

Hinatas throat closed up, along with (y/n) after hearing his stage name being called out so...dramatically. The boy continued.

“...F-FROM THAT ONE INTERVIEW THEY DID ON THAT ONE CLUB ON THE LATE NIGHT SHOW WITH SHIN’ICHI HATORI?!”

Kageyamas booming voice rang through the gym as he pointed at (y/n) with wide eyes. Everyone’s gaze went from (y/n) to Kageyama, who was frozen in place. Even (y/n) was a tad bit confused.

The club he worked at recently had a special done on TV, and (y/n) was only in the background. He didn’t know how this...boy recognized him from that, or why he was even watching the drag special on that show in the first place.

“...yeah...yeah I am,” (y/n) smiled awkwardly and a boy with blond hair and glasses chuckled from somewhere in the gym.

The boy, with another guy with dark-green hair, walked out from the storage closet aswell. “Who knew the king was into that kind of stuff? Drag queens? No disrespect, ma’am-sir.”

Kageyama seemed to unfreeze just to glare at Tsukishima with a flushed face. “I-IM NOT! MY STUPID SISTERS JUST A BIG FAN, IS ALL!“

Kageyama turned to (y/n), and marched scarily fast towards him. He stopped abruptly and bowed his head so far it made (y/n) take a step back.

“M-MAY I HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH FOR MY SISTER?! AN-AND MAYBE A PHOTO TOO?!” Kageyama stiffly held his arms to his sides as he kept his head down. Small chuckles and snorts sounded from all around the gym, (y/n) even joining in and patting the black haired boys head.

“Sure thing, doll.”

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“Your team was nicer than I thought.”

Daichi looked up questionably, fastening his seatbelt. (Y/n) started up his car. “What do you mean, nicer?”

“Well-I thought they were gonna be a bunch of meatheads banging their heads together. They’re actually more interesting than I thought they were going to be. Especially that Kageyama guy.”

Daichi smiled contently. “I’m glad you like them, then.”

A comfortable silence breezed by them, the only sounds audible being the hum of the car engine and the soft tapping of Daichis nails against the armrest. Daichi stole a glance at (y/n). His wig was discarded, placed neatly on the backseat with the wig cap and hairpins resting underneath it, and his hair was slightly damp and messy due to being constricted. His lipstick was a bit smeared from when he kissed him on the cheek, and droplets of sweat gathered near his hairline.

Daichi set his fingers lightly on the spot where the lipstick mark sat, caressing it softly so the lipstick wouldn’t smear more that it already has. He exhaled softly and shifted his gaze back down. He wouldn’t mind if he came to his practice again.

“...so wanna come to my show tonight, Daikkun?”

“It’s at 2am, no.”

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Extra:

Kageyama: miwa.

Kageyama: MIWA.

Miwa sighed and checked her phone, sliently scolding her brother for bothering her. She stretched and rubbed her eyes. She swore, if Tobio wanted a ride home from practice...

Miwa: mm

Kageyama: -photo sent-

Miwa: DUDE

Miwa: AJDJSKDKF

Miwa: HOW THE FUCK

Miwa: TELL ME YOU GOT QUIMCHIS AUTOGRAPH DJFJDJE

Kageyama: -photo sent-

Kageyama: I DID. I GOT ONE FOR U AND ONE FOR ME

Kageyama: HE WAS SO TALL TOO

Kageyama: LIKE HE WAS A HALF FOOT TALLER THAN ME EVEN WITHOUT THE HEELS

Miwa: WHY WAS HE AT UR PRACTICE WHSHD

Kageyama: apparently he’s dating my captain

Miwa: WHAT RHE FUCKCIDNEBRJ

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twink-frank · 3 years

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hi i’ve noticed the pencey prep gay conversation going on over on @awsugar and i have spent lots of time dissecting pencey prep lyrics and subjecting nathan @faggot-frank to my deranged ramblings so Here is my pencey prep super ultra mega gay lyrical analysis masterpost. it’s very long so its all under the cut but i will include a TL;DR for those who dont wanna read paragraphs of my deranged ramblings: Pencey prep uses lots of themes of: heartbreak, forbidden love, keeping love a secret, and toxic relationships. which none of that is gay on its own but combined with them almost never using gender indicators in their songs and the “nail in the coffin song” of 8th grade it ends up being a very Fruity Album.

I will be going through heart break in stereo in order and pointing out which lyrics and elements of certain songs jump out to me as Super Mega Gay and then summarizing my conclusions at the end <3

1 ) PS Don't Write

PS don't write is about leaving a toxic relationship, it has notes of moving on and leaving someone behind. "packed up all my shit / stole back all my tapes / left your spare key under the mat / this is not a joke / you'd better learn to take a hint / 'cause i'm not coming back / maybe you'll understand / when you're waking up alone / in a cold and empty bed." it has no gender indicators or pronouns which is the case in a lot of pencey prep songs, and something i'll bring up quite a bit. it also has general "coming of age" themes, something common in lots of pencey prep songs. which Yeah apply to straight people to but read in this context combined with future evidence can be pretty Fuckin Gay. "somewhere along the line / i found a hidden strength / i didn't know i had / standing on my own / cutting all the strings / that you used to control / surprise surprise / i am long gone / if you thought you could hold me down / by holding me up / you were wrong / you don't call the shots anymore." not to say only gay people can find inner strength and the room to love themselves but combined with other context it is a really poignant message about accepting yourself for who you are.

2) Yesterday

Yesterday is very repetitive and has a lot less to analyze, but the constant themes of wanting to "run away" strike me as very Fruity. once again, not saying gay people are the only people who can want to run away or escape from something But Combined With Other Context. and once again a song with no gender indicators, doesnt specify who the speaker is running away with or what they are running away from. just that they want to Leave. "i wanna run with you / i don't care what we do / gotta get out of this place / because it feels like yesterday." also saying "it feels like yesterday" could mean that the town feels backwards or old timey in its beliefs, implying homophobia. how the speaker wants to run away from an old fashioned town.

3) Don Quixote

i'm going to bring up the cultural significance of this title and literary reference first. Don Quixote is a classical novel by Cervantes which is about a crazy dude who thinks he's a knight, and goes on weird adventures with his best friend. It's typically used as a symbol of following your dreams and breaking free from what people expect of you. In the context of the song its used as a symbol of following your dreams with Someone. once again this someone is given no gender indicators. "you say it's not worth it / been burned too many times / if your spine's receding / you can borrow some of mine / don't go and quit right now / cause i'd follow you through hell." "you say so many things / and not a word of it was true / if you're still in that state of mind / i'd still vacation inside of you / cause i think you're worth every minute / and every dime that i spend / i'd spend all my time fighting dragons / just to keep you alive and talking." it's about wanting to spend time with someone, wanting to be with them no matter what. and its also about how this person feels unreachable, like being with them would be a fairytail but the speaker Still Reaches for it. "your imaginations running wild / round your deceptive heart / this is my crusade / and you're the unreachable star / but i'm reaching." talking about this person being unreachable and unattainble. which isnt gay By Itself but again combined with the other context. FRUIT BEHAVIOR.

4) 10 Rings

another breakup song once again with no gender indicators, are you guys sensing a theme here? anyways this song is about someone cutting you off and then coming back suddenly wanting to talk again after breaking your heart. it has a sense of forbidden love, like this person Told the speaker they cant be together for Whatever Reason ;] and is now trying to come back and repair their mistake when the speaker is already hurt and reeling. "learn to live with decisions you make / i learned things from the break i can't forget / catch you doing drive-bys at 1 AM / it must kill you to know we can't be friends." "end of the summer you cut me off / i cut you out all the pictures i have." which this Isnt Gay By Itself. but bringing that phrase back with other context this is such a uniquely gay experience. being in love with someone and they cut you off Because theyre weirded out by that and then they try to come back, convince you it meant nothing.

5) The Secret Goldfish

my FAVORITE pencey song. this one has a lot. it's another breakup song about heartbreak and loss and im not even gonna dwell on the no gender indicators because yall see the theme now. it has themes of heartbreak and losing someone who is very close to you and having to let go of them and having to accept that this person cant be yours and you cant be with them. "land of the lost / i found myself in nothing / this time, promises broken find me / clutching to you for something / something that you're not / believing in what you say / it makes me lie awake at night / the truth, the truth is not what scares me / it's why you have to lie / all the time." here we see these themes of having to let someone go because they just Aren't The Same as you. "clutching to you for something / something that you're not." maybe like chasing after a straight boy and getting rejected? also the repetition of "heartbreak is forever" when you're young and gay losing that first person you felt some kind of love and attraction to can feel like the end of the world and can be a huge deal because of the lack of representation and guidance young gays get. and the themes of nothing lasting forever, the fact that gay people never get promised eternal love the same way straight people do.

6) 8th Grade

this song is the nail in penceys fucking coffin honestly. the rest of these songs have a lot of plausible deniability, just vague enough to maybe Not Be Gay. but framed in the context of 8th grade they all start to get a lil fruity. Im just gonna go through lyric by lyric for this one. "caught staring again / like a deer in the headlights / when you can't move fast enough / i take a hit for the team / pretty girl is blushing / i can't tell if she's disgusted / laughter starts to swell / someone gets the joke." this kid was staring at some cute boy ass and got caught and everyone is laughing at him for being gay. the "pretty girl" here is what most people think he's staring at but with the rest of the song it's obvious she's not the one he's looking at. "bells ring, i make my escape / helps a little, but doesn't save / beat downs a common thing / with us every day / maybe im just strange / cause i dont change schools / so maybe i like the abuse / or maybe i just like you." literally This is the nail in penceys fucking coffin. "maybe i like the abuse or maybe i just like you." this kid purposefully takes beatings from his bully who is Obviously male if you take into context the next verse. because he Likes Him. "maybe im just strange / cause i dont change schools" literally willingly taking beatings from his bully bc he has a crush. "another confrontation / you've got something to prove / your girl can't tell how tough you are / when you beat me up in the boys room." this just confirms that the subject of the song is a boy, and a tough macho boy with something to prove. maybe also hiding his own internalized homophobia through bullying? "well i made a big mistake / but i can't help who i like / this may not cost my life / but i am branded forever lame." LITERALLY ITS RIGHT IN YOUR FACE. "can't help who i like" "branded forever lame" do i even need to fucking explain this oh my god. he got outed as gay, he Can't Help Who He Likes and is now branded forever as "the gay kid." the rest of the song is general "im gonna get back at my bully" stuff but literally THIS. THIS is the song that brands all penceys other very vague songs as 100% verified super mega ultra gay.

7) 19

this song has a lot less, and is more about internal struggle than anything. but it is the only song with a "she" pronoun in it. but there is one thing i wanna mention. "I scream out loud / but no one hears a sound / i take my life with lack of sleep / i believe the things i feel / the things i see are fooling only me." this song is about not believing what the world shows you, believing what you think is true in your heart and what You feel. not what anyone else tells you. which is a gay experience. believing in yourself and your heart and your feelings, believing theyre right and theyre true and valid. Also this song has a significance in coming right after 8th grade on the album, going from being 13 to 19, from being unsure in your feelings and angry about the people who dont like you to lost and hopeless but somewhat grounded in yourself.

8) Trying To Escape The Inevitable

this song is about an abusive and toxic relationship, knowing you Need to escape it but being so infatuated with the person you literally cant. “i have this reoccurring dream / you make it hard for me to breathe / i gave you everything i could / i gave up everything i owned / and when you smile it’s not for me / you offer little sympathy / your grasp so far exceeds your reach / i wake up, this is not a dream.” “i have this reoccuring dream / where you admit that you’re not happy / i know that you will never leave / you’re here just to torment me.” which like again this isnt an exclusively gay experience but it is very interesting when framed that way. in that gay people are way more likely to throw themselves into abusive and toxic relationships because they dont feel like they can get anybody else. the repetition of “i know i should run” makes it seem like the speaker Knows he should get out but he just Cant because what if he never finds love again? and the little reprise in the middle “i have a new dream / and everything is perfect / the sky is pink, yellow, green, blue, and orange / and all the past has been forgotten / and we fell in love / and we fell in love / and we fell in love / and i fell into your trap.” implying that even if he escapes, even in his dreams he still falls for this person because he feels like he cant have anything else.

9) Lloyd Dobbler

another love song about wanting to have someone but not being able to because of Unspecified Forbidden Reasons. “why are you so far away / even when you’re standing next to me? / your eyes give you away / telling secrets your mouht don’t feel like talking.” falling in love with someone, maybe sensing that they like you too. that they Are Like You and that they have a Secret they dont want to vocalize. do i even need to explain it at this point? and in the chorus “That I’ll be your lloyd dobbler / with a boom box out in the street / and i’ll be there if you need someone / even if he isn’t me.” saying you’ll be there for someone even if that person isn’t you, also the use of Pronouns which is big for pencey prep. which yes the use of “even if he isnt me” could imply a straight girl ooorrr....Fruit Behavior. also this line “There’s a norman rockewll painting / of two kids sitting on a bench / it reminds me of all the stupid things / i’d like for us to share, but i dont care.” normal rockwell is a painter that paints traditionally “american” scenes. like the american ideal, that maybe he wants with this person. but he knows he cant have, but its stupid and domestic and he wants it but he Cant Have It because of FRUIT BEHAVIOR.

10) Florida Plates

another of my favorite pencey songs, and this one brings back those tragic “love but we cant have it” themes, except with a more somber tone. instead of being angry or resentful or spiteful in the face of adversity. its an Acceptance, of what they had and how good it was and how it just Cant Last. “kiss a mouth to open eyes / stall one last moment before goodbye / drive in different cars in different directions / never write all the letters full of good words, better intentions / it’s for the best although we don’t know it / paper words will cheapen the moments we shared / it’s better if i say nothing at all.” it’s about knowing you have to leave someone, even if having them in the moment is great they Can’t Stay and you can’t even talk or write about the moments you had. which do i even need to explain it at this point? forbidden love, not being able to have each other, not even being able to Talk about it. its a secret, and painful one but its beautiful while you have it. Conclusion alright!!! thank you so so much if you read all the way through that i Know it was long i Know it was a lot of repetition but i wanted to make my point. pencey prep has very big gay themes in their music. with forbidden love, letting go, heartbreak, keeping secrets, toxic realtionships. which none of it is gay on its own but in the context of: almost none of the songs having clear gender indicators and always speaking really vaguely about the subject and Eight Grade the “nail in the coffin song” you can see my point thank you and goodnight.

#adrian speaks #mcr #pencey prep #frank iero

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chapter 1: the end of the beginning

“you really did fall in love with me, huh?” a soft, husky voice asked as it cracked.

keigo laid on the ground, tattered up and bruised. “i hate to say it but...yeah i really did.” keigo confirmed as he gave a weak smile.

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Three Months Ago

Now Playing: Ferrari by The Neighborhood

smoke filled the air as the outline of a dark figure stood on a balcony, contrasting the bright lights of the city that laid in front of the silhouette. the figure exhaled as they looked down on the city, taking in the sounds of the cars passing by right along with the bustling people who held conversations and were heading to their destinations.

the door to the balcony opened as the figure didn’t bother looking as they took a long drag of a neatly rolled blunt that rested between their index and middle finger.

“what?” the figure’s low and husky voice boomed softly through the air, the smoke sneaking into the air. they rested on the fence that the balcony provided, not sparing even the slightest glance towards the door.

“that’s not how you talk your momma..” a small brown skinned woman rested on the doorframe. her jet black hair was in a small curly bob as she wore a baby blue robe around her small frame.

the figure seemed to tense up for a moment and then relaxed soon after.

“i didn’t know it was you ma..” the woman walked onto the balcony and walked in front of the figure, which is her presumably her son.

before the mysterious male could take another drag from the blunt he held, his mother grabbed it and took a drag from it, blowing the smoke out.

“i told yo ass i don’t want you smokin this shit.” the woman said in a soft but firm voice as she threw it off of the balcony, witnessing it fall into the lights of the city.

“i know ma. im sorry-“

“no no no baby boy. i don’t want you sayin that sorry shit either.” the mother interrupted as she rested her finger over her son’s lips gently, shushing him.

the unknown male seemed to visibly tense at his mother’s words once more.

“stand up baby.” the unknown male stood up almost instantly as the small woman sat down on the lounge chair the figure was previously in.

“come rest your head in my lap and tell your ma wassup wit you.”

“ma-“

“wasn’t askin. if you not gone tell me, at least let me calm your nerves cause you standin over there like you nervous and shit.” the figure seemed hesitant for a moment but eventually sat beside his mother and then rested his head on her lap.

she immediately caresses her son’s head as she ran her fingers though his hair, her fingers getting caught in some parts because of the kinkiness of her son’s hair. this same process went on for a few moments until the unknown male spoke.

“you ain’t gone ask nothin ma?” his soft, smoky voice questioned as the woman sat there in silence.

“you a grown man, not a little boy. it’s up to you if you gone tell me or not.” the unspecified male relaxed and sighed softly.

“i got something that’s gone benefit you and the family.” the woman hummed softly, urging the male to continue.

“it’s a real good plan that i been thinkin of for a while now and i think it’s gone work.” the woman breathed deeply as she pat her son’s head softly.

“sit up honey.” the unidentified male sat up and the mother snapped her fingers. water appeared suddenly and molded into a brush. she grabbed the brush and started to brush her son’s hair.

“watashi wa watashitachi no shinpai ni tsuite o shiri ni nani o tsutaemasu ka?”(“what i tell yo ass about worryin about us?) the sudden language change startled the unidentified male as he let out a shaky sigh.

“yaru ni kono detaramena basho kara dete moraitai..“ (“because i want yall to get out of this bullshit place..” he started as he took a deep breath.

“koko de yaru no tame no tawagotode wa arimasen. korera no hitobito wa karera ga yaru o fakku suru koto ga dekiru to omoimasu, soshite watashi wa finade wa arimasen korera no guchi ni karera ga yaru o hashira seru to omowa semasu-“ (“aint shit for yall here. these people think they can fuck yall over and i aint finna let these bitches think that they run yall-“

“mite yo kuso kuchi no shōnen.” (“watch yo damn mouth boy.”) the woman scolded as she yanked the male’s hair. the male let out a small yelp of pain as he whined slightly.

“gomen'nasai, okāsan.” (“sorry ma.”) the male apologized as the woman continued to brush his hair.

“listen baby...” the mother twisted the male’s hair with intense care. “i told you ain’t gotta about worry about us. you need to worry about yourself and what you gone do. you worry about other people too damn much that you don’t focus on yourself.”

“i don’t care about myself ma-“

“well i do dammit. plus, there won’t be a you to care for others in the future if you don’t take care of you-“

“i KNOW ma.” the sudden outburst made the atmosphere tense. the mother sighed as she put her son’s hair in a messy bun.

“look at me son.” the unrevealed male turned to his mother. the woman wrapped her arms around her son’s small physique. the male learned into her touch.

“i got your twin brothers and sisters to take care of me.” the male opened his mouth until his mother spoke again.

“they strong enough to keep me and yo daddy safe, okay?” the male nodded softly.

“i know you my lil tough one and the second man of the house...” the small woman smiled softly. “but you ain’t always gotta be strong and fight for us. we can hold our own.”

“you believe in your brother and sister’s strength right?” the unknown male nodded and the woman laid a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“okay then. you should rest baby.” the figure grabbed his mother’s hands and cradled them against his chest gently.

“you gone head ma. imma sleep in a few.” the woman gave a slight nod and stood up, walking to the balcony door. the mother turned around a bit and gazed at her son once more.

“i love you, son.” the unspecified male strides over to the fence of the balcony. the woman looked away and walked through the door. she froze when her son spoke.

Now Playing: Mount Everest by Labrinth

“watashi mo anata o aishiteimasu okāsan.” (“i love you too ma.”) the mother smiled gently, a tear riding down her cheek. she disappeared behind the door as she locked it. the son sighed softly as three pairs of wings sprouted from his back. his wings soon turned into two bodies, one of light and the other of darkness.

“hmm...what you gone do my lil cobra?” the dark body questioned, its deep and sensual voice spoke softly to the unspecified man.

“why are y’all two here?” the man questioned in annoyance as he gazed at the city again, resting his face against his hand.

“aww don’t be like that. we’re just your two split personalities tryin to see if you finna go through wit this plan you got goin.” the dark one spoke once more as he casted his distorted hand around the male’s neck, applying a bit of pressure.

“seduction ain’t gone work on me, kurumi. you get it from me after all.” the dark body, kurumi, let out a distorted fruity laugh.

“you finna give me a lecture or somethin, kioyoshi? you just there bein silent and shit, which is dry of you.” the light body, kioyoshi, shifted slightly as it stayed quiet for a moment. there was a tense silence for a moment until kioyoshi spoke softly.

“you know ma is right...” the man sighed disapprovingly and shook his head.

“ma just be sayin that shit to keep me from doin shit that she think is stupid-“

“well it is kinda stupid doe-“

“nobody asked you, kurumi.” the man rolled his eyes slightly as he continued to speak.

“what i came up wit ain’t gone only benefit our family but it’s gone benefit us too. y’all need to show some more trust and faith in me.”

“me and kurumi do trust you-“ kioyoshi started in a soft, deep voice that was also distorted before the unspecified male growled lowly and slammed his hands on the fence of the balcony, shutting kioyoshi up.

“WELL LET ME DO WHAT THE HELL I NEED TO DO DAMMIT!” a silence enveloped the three beings in a stiff quietness. it felt like it lasted forever until the man spoke once more, breathing deeply. he put his weight on the fence of the balcony.

“i ain’t mean to yell at you, kioyoshi. but i want y’all two to be with me on this shit. i feel like im doin the right thing this time. i just need at least y’all to agree to help me go through with this.”

another stiff silence. after a few minutes, the two bodies molded back into wings.

“kioyoshi? kurumi?” the man called out to the two. each of his wings fluttered when he did so.

“thank y’all...” the man spoke contently as he stood on the fence, closing his eyes.

‘this time...i won’t fail..’ that was the man’s last thought when he fell from the balcony, leaving a black feather and a white feather with blood splattered on them on the fence.

Three Months Later (Present Day)

Now Playing: W.A.B by Megan Thee Stallion

keigo walked down a sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, gazing at his surroundings.

the ringing of a bell whenever someone entered a cafe, the erupting conversations that went on between two or more people as they walked down the sidewalks, the cars that occasionally zoomed down the streets of Japan, and let’s not forget- the commotion that surrounded him when he was noticed by his fans.

keigo gave a smug smile as he bathed in the attention he got. he started interacting with his fans, taking pics with them, showing off his wings and all of that jazz.

“can you take a picture with me? please?” an excited girl asked as keigo smiled and put up a peace sign.

“say cheese.” the camera flashed as the girl thanked him and ran off.

keigo looked around as he smiled in content then he saw an outline of a figure on top of a building. he tilted his head softly as the figure walked away. keigo shrugged it off and went back to appealing his fans.

suddenly, gunshots went off and civilians started shrieking and running away from the source. keigo looked around, seeing everyone panic and run around.

“i need for everyone to get to safety as quick as they can!” keigo yelled over the crowd as they kept running to safety. keigo flew into the air and looked around to spot where the bullets were coming from. his sharp eye snapped to a woman who held a gun. she had a psychotic grin on her face that was very disturbing right along with her pink dilated pupils.

a sweet but sinister giggle erupted throughout the rowdy crowd.

“come on hero~ aren’t you gonna save your sweet little civilians or just let them die?” she started blindly shooting at the civilians. some of the targeted civilians fell to the ground due to getting a shot in the back, leg, or the head unfortunately.

keigo sent his feathers off towards the armed woman. the woman laughed once more and her eyes glowed brightly as she pulled her head forward as another head came out of her neck, then her arms, and then finally her entire body. the feathers pierced the first body as it fell limp on the ground.

“well that’s something you don’t see everyday.” keigo stated in an amused tone.

the woman giggles once more as she did the same action with much more swiftness than before, creating more replications of herself.

“you heroes make my job too easy~” she started running around everywhere, making more clones as she went.

keigo quickly flew after her and shot more feathers towards the woman. he kept hitting clones as the woman laughed more.

“i would’ve thought that you were more sharp than this, hero.” keigo gave a look of confusion for a moment as he heard more of the civilians scream. he quickly looked and noticed the replicas of the woman shooting the civilians.

“dammit..” he shot some feathers toward the previous replicas as they fell one by one.

‘shit...im running out of feathers..’ keigo landed on the ground softly as he struggled to keep up with the clones and the actual person.

“the hero’s in a pretty tough situation...~” the woman laughed hysterically as she stood on a mountain of her replicas.

“just like my sister...who was just as helpless as these dumb civilians who somehow gets to get their lives saved.” she snarled as she shot a bullet towards keigo.

Now Playing: What’s New by Megan Thee Stallion

“these damn heroes..” a small male flipped from the top of a building and glided down towards the ground. he took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

a grating scream resonated throughout the street as everyone covered their ears.

“what the hell!” roared the psychotic woman as she covered her ears.

keigo winced as his ears started ringing as he looked at the ascending figure.

the momentum of the unknown male’s body seemed to slow down as he landed on the ground with grace and swiftness.

“now who’s the crazy lady tryna kill civilians and shit?” the male looks around at everyone as he pops a red lollipop in his mouth, fixing his outfit.

keigo watched from afar as he made a quick observation of the small man.

the man wore a tight fitting red and black jumpsuit with his chest out (which showed his smooth brown skin) and it snuggled against his curves rather nicely, long red bottom open-toe heels that reached up mid-thigh, black gloves that fanned out at the wrist, four red spiky thigh chokers, silver chains decorated the black belt and the silver zipper at the top of the jumpsuit, and a red and black mask covered his face.

the male’s semi-kinky hair seemed to be in a low messy bun as two curly strands hung in front of his face. lastly, his piercing two-toned eyes had a playful intent in them.

everyone looked at the unknown male in awe and perplexity. the unknown male finally finished fixing his outfit and looked at everyone.

“uh hello? ain’t nobody gone say nothing?” the male waves his hand and gave a perplexing look.

“it’s me.” the woman spoke out and smiles sinisterly. the male looked up at the woman and broke out into laughter as the woman gave a look of confusion.

“oh you deadass?” the male asked in slight surprise as the woman growled a bit.

“you little-”

“so you gonna come down here and fight like a real woman or are you gone stay there bein a pussy?” the still unknown male swirled his tongue around his lollipop. “you’re gonna get your ass beat anyway so lets get this over wit already.”

“you’re mocking me!” the woman screamed as some of her replicas from the pile got up and aimed their guns at the unknown male. he shined a toothy grin as his fangs showed. he tossed away the lollipop stick from his mouth, the candy part being gone.

“you think surrounding me with yourself is gone stop me from gettin to you? tedious much?” the small male rolled his eyes out of boredom as he rested one of his hands on his hip and the other playing with a strand of his hair.

the woman snarled as she yelled, “you cocky bastard!” each of the woman’s replicas shot their guns as bullets headed straight for the male.

the brown skinned male licked his lips and chuckled softly.

“stop.” the bullets slowed to a complete stop in front of his face. the small male pushed a few bullets aside with two fingers as he walked towards the clones, shining a smirk.

‘that’s not something you see everyday either.’ keigo thought as he (and the crowd) observed the male’s actions, recollecting his feathers.

“go.” the bullets hit the building behind the male, causing the window glass to break. the woman scowled as all of her clones ran towards the male as quick as they could. the small male sighed as he effortlessly dodged each of the clones’ attacks towards him.

keigo’s gaze stayed glued onto the male as he watched the small male dodged the attacks with swiftness.

“you gone do somethin, hero?” the male’s eyes connected with keigo’s as he parried a clone’s attack. “last time i checked, heroes ain’t supposed to be standin ‘round when there’s conflict happenin.”

keigo broke the eye contact and looked at the woman as she started to flee. keigo quickly fell to her and sent his feathers to knock her down.

“i hate you fucking heroes so much!” the woman shot at keigo as he quickly dodged the bullet and sent more of his feathers and knocked her gun out of her hand.

the woman grunted as the gun flew through the air. the small male caught the gun and looked at it.

“disassemble.” as soon as the small male spoke those words, the gun fell apart in his hands. he walked up to the woman in her vulnerable state as he stomped his heel into one of her hands, causing the woman to yelp in pain as she tried to push his foot.

Now Playing: Hmp by Micah

“who are you?” keigo landed on the ground as he strides over to the male and the struggling woman. the male looked at keigo for a moment and then casted his gaze back to the woman.

“who’s askin?” keigo let out an amused sound, shining a smug smile.

“pro hero hawks. number-“

“okay hawks. imma need for you to deal with this woman already.” the woman who was still struggling decided bite the male’s ankle. the male gave a glare and grabbed the woman by her hair, picking her up off of the ground.

“ow! let go of me!” the woman thrashed around in his grip as the male went to her ear, softly whispering inaudible words to her. the woman resistance slowly came to a stop as her body fell limp.

“you’re a defiant one.”

“i get that a lot.”

“are you a civilian?” keigo questioned as the police arrived to get the unconscious woman.

“i don’t believe that’s any of your business.” the small male put another lollipop in his mouth as he glanced at keigo.

“well i gotta make sure you aren’t using your quirk without a license. it’s a penalty for that type of stuff, yknow.” keigo took a few steps towards the unknown man.

‘he’s definitely not as small as i thought he was.’ keigo thought as he noticed that the man was almost the same height as himself, just an inch shorter. he also took notice to his mismatched eyes, which were red and hazel.

“what’s your quirk?”

“that’s not your business either.” keigo let out a soft laugh and looked the male.

“that attitude of yours is entertaining. i like it.” the brown skinned male raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms slightly, smirking a little.

“i see you one of those heroes that don’t let people get under your skin....” the small male gave keigo a down-up look.

“heh i guess you could say that.”

“but eventually they would fuck you over.” the male finished as he played with a chain on his outfit.

“no one can fuck me over so that’s where you’re wrong.” keigo disagreed confidently as he tilted his head slightly. the male let out a sound of amusement as he scratched his head.

“nah cause i know when a cocky, arrogant, selfish bastard is nearby. my radar’s goin off a mile a second right now.” keigo once again laughed with a slightly bitter tone.

“and i know when there’s a cocky, bratty, little bitch when i see one and they’re right in front of me.” a vein popped out of the brown skin’s forehead and he clenched his fists slightly.

“you know what? im not finna entertain you.” the still unspecified male laughed it off as he turned away from keigo.

“it’s not like you haven’t already i mean look at you.” keigo provoked with a smug tone.

“my self control holdin me back by a thread. a skinny, weak, thin thread so you might wanna watch your mouth.” keigo smirked and spoke once more.

“you feelin’ froggy? then leap.” as soon as those words came out of keigo’s mouth, a high roundhouse kick was delivered to his face. keigo grunted as he stumbled a bit. the male delivered a kick to his chest soon after, causing keigo to collapse to the ground. the male walked up to the winged man, resting his foot on his chest and leaning on his knee.

“this is somethin to remember me by.” keigo looked up at the male, noticing that he was holding a yellow lollipop. the brown skinned male applied pressure onto his chest, making keigo groan in pain as he tried to push the man’s heel off of his chest.

“imma let you slide because you don’t know me and i don’t know you.” the male raised his heel off of keigo’s chest and stood up. keigo gasped for air and coughed harshly for a moment.

“and imma just give you this.” he tossed the yellow lollipop onto keigo’s chest and smirked slightly. the police arrived at that moment and aimed their guns at the unknown man.

“ima sugu te o agete kudasai!” (“put your hands up now!”) the brown skinned man sighed and rested his hands behind his head, stretching softly.

“it must be because im half black..” the man spoke to no one in particular as he heard the police cock their guns. he glanced over at the psychotic woman’s body, noticing that she started to wake up from her short slumber.

“watashi wa anata ga anata no jū o mukerubeki monode wa arimasen...” (“im not the one you should be pointing your guns at..”) he nudged his head towards the woman on the ground, making the police look and aim their guns at her. the woman grunted as she looked around tiredly, quickly rising to her feet. she looked around frantically and then snarled as she saw the brown skin man.

“im going to KILL YOU!” the woman screamed as she aimed her gun at the male. wings grew from the male’s back as he leaped into the air.

“ima wa saru watashi no kyūdesu.” (“now’s my que to leave.”) keigo gazed at the male and the man connected his eyes with his. he winked at keigo and shined a toothy smile. the woman gritted her teeth and started shooting at the male. he flew around, dodging the bullets swiftly.

“taka no mawari ni aimashō.” (“see ya around hawks.”) the police tackled the woman down, causing her to struggle once more. keigo stood up and wiped the dirt off of his face, grabbing the lollipop and putting it in his jacket pocket and watched the man fly off towards a building.

Now Playing: West Coast by Lana Del Ray

“you’re not getting away that easily.” keigo quickly flew after the man. the male looked behind him and frowned a bit, noticing that he was following after him.

“i said see ya around for a reason.” the male flew faster as keigo was gaining up on him.

“i can’t just let some random person who decided to use their quirk get away like it’s just something to do normally when they should know that there are laws for this type of shit.” the male rolled his eyes in annoyance and landed on the building and started to sprint. keigo also landed and continued to chase the man.

“if you want your ass kicked again you could just say so cause i’d do so gladly.” the man leered as he noticed keigo keeping up with him.

“you caught me off guard so that doesn’t count.” keigo reached out to grab at the man until the man hopped to another building. he rolled so the landing wouldn’t be rough in his ankles. keigo skidded to stop himself from falling off the edge.

“well you heroes s’posed to have yall guards up no matter how safe you think the situation is. that’s your fault.” the man spoke from the other building as he ran off again.

‘what is with this guy?’ keigo pondered as he flew after the man once again. the man leaped from building to building as keigo wasn’t too far behind.

‘what is with this guy?’ the man thought as he saw keigo chasing him once more. he sprinted quicker whenever keigo got too close for comfort.

“well you didn’t seem like a threat to me. i mean you’re so small.” keigo mocked as he flew beside the man, throwing a smug look his way. the man looked over at him and glared as leaped over and jumped at keigo. the man landed on keigo’s back and stood on it.

“you talk a whole lotta shit for a man to be ridin on your back.” the man made known as he started stomping on the winged male’s back, making keigo grunt in discomfort as he struggled to keep flying.

“my wings are back there so watch your step.” the male smiled as he looked down at the flying man.

“oh you mean these?” the man stepped on one of keigo’s red wings as he groaned painfully. his balance was thrown off and the man stumbled upon his balance being thrown off too.

“mind you, you’re on top of me and im the one flying so if i go down, so do you.” the male let out a deep chuckle as he grabbed onto a streetlight pole and he balanced on top of it like a cat would with a beam.

“you might wanna watch ya face.” the man warned as keigo looked in front of him. he would’ve face planted into a window if he didn’t fly upwards in time. he went on top of a building and looked for the man once again. he searched around everywhere until he saw a glimpse of long kinky hair on another building. keigo quickly soared to the building in seconds and landed on top of it.

“im done playin cat and mouse, actually, bird and prey. you can come out and come with me or im gonna have to use my feathers.” keigo stated as he was greeted back with silence. he cautiously grabbed two of his feathers and peeked around a fragment of the roof, seeing no one there.

suddenly, keigo jumped away from the building fragment and looked at where he stood before.

“you really startin to piss me off.” the man walked out of the shadows as he glowered at keigo.

“there you are-“ keigo dodged a punch from the man and grabbed the man’s wrist. the man turned as he threw a kick at keigo, only for keigo to push his leg away and twist his arm behind his back.

“ah!” the man gritted his teeth and growled as he tried to wiggle out of keigo’s iron grip. keigo pulled the man’s hair, making the man cry out in pain and grab at keigo’s hand.

“it’s the hair every fuckin time..” the man muttered as keigo pulled his hair enough to make the man look up at him.

mismatched eyes gazed at golden ones. for a moment, they both were just the only ones there, which they actually were but like they were in a different world.

“if you wanted my name you could’ve just asked.” the man broke the silence as his voice got a bit shaky. keigo snapped back to reality and showed a complacent smirk.

“but it wouldn’t have been my business though, huh?” the man rolled his eyes, letting out a small laugh.

“touché. but can you at least let me stand up and introduce myself?” keigo raised an eyebrow slightly.

“im deadass not gone do nothing, i swear.” the man assured with a smile.

“that smile of yours says otherwise.”

“you gone have to trust me?”

“i just met you.” the man sighed deeply.

“fine. fine i won’t actually do anything for real.” keigo hesitated but in the end he let the man go. the man breathes deeply and stands up, looking at keigo.

“where’s my lollipop?” the man suddenly asked as he scratched his head. keigo look perplexed for a moment and then he thought for a moment, flashing back to when the man gave him a lollipop after he kicked him earlier.

“i have it.”

“good i want it back cause that’s my favorite flavor.” the man was about to grab it from keigo until he moved it away from him.

“ah ah ah~ not until you tell me your name.”

“really?”

“it’s only fair. you gimme your name, i’ll give you your lollipop back.” the man rolled his eyes again, crossing his arms. keigo smiled as he started humming patiently.

“rubae.” keigo paused and smirked at the man, now known as rubae, humming in satisfaction. rinse reaches for his lollipop and keigo shrugged and gave it to him.

“you looked like you was about to some slick shit.”

“for a moment but im a man of my word.” rubae bit his lip a little and opened the lollipop. he walked up to keigo and looked up at him.

Now Playing: Talk to Me by Matthew Bento

“why you take a sudden interest in me? i could be a villain, maybe even worse.” keigo breathes deeply and opens his mouth to speak.

“because i saw you lookin at me earlier. yknow from that rooftop.” rubae tsked and shook his head.

“how would you know if that was me?”

“because i remember seeing that kinky hair of yours. it looks really nice too.” rubae smiled and looked down.

“we just met and you over here flirtin and shit..” keigo chuckled softly and leans towards rubae.

“what? don’t know how to take a compliment?” keigo pointed out as rubae took a few steps back.

“no. i mean yeah, but...“ rubae stammered as keigo laughed softly.

“buuut?”

rubae shook his head and stayed quiet. then keigo raised rubae’s face up by his chin, sending shivers down rubae’s body.

“what happened to that confidence all of a sudden? you went from talkin’ shit to being a bashful mess.” rubae realized how close their faces were to each other.

‘he comin at me strong as fuck...” rubae thought as he took a deep breath and put the lollipop into keigo’s mouth. he walked past keigo and stood on the edge of the rooftop.

“i thought you wanted this back.” keigo remarked as he turned to rubae, taking the lollipop out of his mouth.

“you look like you needed to try somethin new.” rubae replied, making keigo laugh once more. rubae walked forward, preparing himself to fall.

“watashi wa sugu ni anata ni audarou to kanjimashita.” (“got a feelin i’ll be seein you soon.”) rubae smiled slightly as his mismatched eyes glowed in the sunlight, his kinky long hair dancing in the wind.

“sorenara minakereba naranai nodesu ne?” (“just gone have to see, huh?”) rubae ended with a playful tone. he fell back off of the rooftop of the building. keigo quickly ran to edge, only to see that rubae wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

“hm..” many thoughts came to keigo in an instant as he walked away from the edge going back to the street where he and rubae met.

A/N: wassup y’all kazu here !! this the first chapter of detour and i decided to do this story because it really just popped up into my mind and i wanted to just share my creativity with y’all. tbh, i feel like im also writing this story cuz i wanted to make my poc/black people and the males feel included bcuz y’all very much deserve to feel included. i know it’s my oc but i still hope that y’all will enjoy the story. hope y’all enjoyed and look forward to the second chapter of detour. thx for readin <33

#bnha x poc reader #lgbt+ and poc friendly #hawksbnha #hawks x oc #hawks x reader #bnha hawks #mha hawks

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