Stoke Your Desire

frank iero tummy….and if i said i need it what does that say about me?

-UU

YES I SEE IT CLEAR AS DAY. Goodness.

Imagine, he's all brute force and stupid rippling muscles. Grumpy angry face but the babiest big cow eyes everrrr, so clear and BLUE and sparkly 🥺

Imagine he gets one of those septum rings to go with the tats. Ugh. Imagine riding that thang (omg it's so big isn't it. GOOD GRACIOUS, the tip alone is gonna hurt so goooooddd hmgmdnsmsn YEAHAAA). Like, lemme grab them horns baby, PLEASE huff at me.

Oh we ALWAYS welcome dommy ii in the newspaper. Like imagine, you’re the best drummer anyone has ever met, fucking hysterical BDE man, and you just meet. An absolute LOSER of a man. Just someone who has such pathetic eyes and needs desperately for someone to take care of him.

And he’s just so LOST in his head that you NEED to tell him what to do. And you realize it comes very easy to you. With that Big Drummer Energy. Just making every decision and having him want to please you makes so much sense.

Starts with mundane things, like making sure he eats and that he sees the sun for 60 seconds out of the day instead of existing in his music cave. But like. Ves is gorgeous and ii isn’t blind. And thoughts wander. And then he starts thinking about telling Ves what to do in more Situation-y situations.

Now the biggest difference about football and rugby. Is that football pants go all the way down. There’s no skin.

RUGBY THO. RUGBY YOU PLAY WITH SHORTS. Shorts that ride all the way up their thick beautiful thighs.

But yeaaaaahhhhhh