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Mean Dom Fennec
Overstimulating Din
Corrupting Wolffe
Monster Din & pt 2
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Loki gave free will to everyone, but once in a while, they would create small victories for Mobius.
When it rained, and there was no shelter for Mobius, somehow a forgotten umbrella would appear next to him.
And when Mobius went to order pastries at a local cafe, he would feel that no matter how long the line was, it always quickened when he stood on the queue.
Loki became the god of stories. And Mobius became the main character.
royjamie the bachelor au walk with me… roy who is on the show bc his mates submitted him as a laugh and jamie who is Headlining as the first Bisexual Bachelor. jamie only has eyes for roy since day one meanwhile roy wants to die every time the camera is trained on him. every other contestant hates roy. jamie sends home anyone who tries to tell him that roy is a prick. roy is trying desperately not to fall in love with jamie so that no one on (inter)national television sees him be vulnerable. there’s a date in amsterdam. a date where they play football. a date where they go bowling an all the other contestants try to get jamie to “teach them how to bowl with his arms around them” while jamie only cares about fucking beating roy. its jazz. its motown. its the vibrator on the bedside table. its the fucking royjamie reality tv bachelor fanfic you never knew you needed…
THIS is the fic i am working on now. sneak peak below the cut🙈
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Jamie suppressed a laugh as Roy frowned at the word mate. He used the little crease between Roy’s eyebrows as a distraction for the way his stomach twisted itself in knots at the thought of anyone else knowing what he had just told Roy. Maybe that meant that he had made his choice. Maybe he had always known.
Well. One step at a time.
Jamie reached over the table to grab the rose where it had been carefully paid by the production team. He twirled it around in his fingers trying to find the right words to say. All of them felt too insignificant for what had just transpired between them.
“You–” Jamie coughed awkwardly, and started again. “Thank you for listening to me tonight. I’m glad I told you. And I would be honored to meet your sister and niece, yeah? If you’ll have me. I want that. I’m serious about you, and I want to get to know everyone who is important to you. Because you’re important to me.”
You mean the world to me, was stuck in his throat. I’m falling in love with you. I think I might be there already, and that terrifies me.
“Jamie,” Roy said. Nothing more, but Jamie supposed he had known him long enough now to know exactly what he meant, even in that one word. It was Roy saying yes, saying you too to whatever Jamie had left unsaid between them. Jamie’s hands were shaking as he lifted the rose between them.
“Please take it,” Jamie whispered. “I don’t know what I would do if you didn’t.”
Roy grunted, and it meant of course I will you fucking prick. Jamie beamed, and leaned over to pin the rose to Roy’s lapel. It looked fucking mint on him—it always did.
“Kiss me,” Jamie breathed, his hand still lingering on Roy’s chest. “Roy—”
Roy didn’t hesitate. He pulled Jamie up in one fluid motion, depositing him down onto Roy’s lap while Jamie let out a breathless squeak. It quickly divulged into a moan Jamie probably should be worried about being heard on camera, but Roy was kissing him too thoroughly for him to care about anything other than Roy’s beard scratching against his skin. His hand came up to cup Jamie’s face, thumb brushing tenderly across his cheeks where Jamie was fairly certain there were still tears. The action made him pull away, emotion in his chest threatening to make it burst.
“Roy,” the word was punched out of him, like he didn’t have a choice, like all that mattered in the world was that one syllable. Like there weren’t four other contestants still waiting for him back at the resort, like there was nothing between them but–
“Alright, you two,” Keeley’s voice cut him off, as she stepped out from behind the camera. “We have more than enough footage for this date, and it really is getting late. Roy needs to head back to the hotel and you, Jamie, have a decision to make before tomorrow.”
thank god some people are interested in this fic because i have been literally dying to talk about it. i don't want to spoil the entire thing but here's a Couple More Things about it:
keeley is like... head of the production team and jamie's best friend. she has to listen to him complain about roy constantly. our strongest soldier
if you know anything about the bachelor you know they aren't allowed alone together without a camera until 9-10 weeks in. as u can imagine the sexual tension will be hilariously high. jamie has admitted to wanting to fuck roy so many times on national television. the producers are exhausted bc they have to bleep that shit out EVERY time
speaking of that viewers back home miss about 1/3 of everything roy says bc they are legally obligated to bleep swear words
jamie and roy will still be footballers!!! imagining a world where roy didn't go to richmond and his career ended a little earlier at chelsea + jamie never went to richmond either and now he's taking his silly little sabatical from man city to do reality tv
this means jamie is still a roy kent fanboy. when that one gets out around the house the other contestants are livid because they insist it gives roy an unfair advantage. but if they complain about that to jamie they will get sent home on the spot!!
jamie, vibrating on the first night: um so what's your name, roy-- i mean, what, i mean like hahah lucky guess, i definitely don't know who you are--
roy, who would rather die than be on the bachelor and is decidedly Not Charmed: how the fuck did they green light an entire show about you
giddy with excitement over finishing and posting this fic. haven't decided if i'll do chapters or just throw the entire thing out in one massive go. if u have any other questions comments or concerns about it lmk😋
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does tumblr know about tim misny??? like has the level of tim misny awareness that exists in northeast ohio broken containment and become known online yet???
ok so tim misny is a personal injury lawyer here in ohio.
that’s him. you do not have to remember his face from this image because you’re gonna see it a lot in this post. so mainly i think we all kinda honed in on tim misny because of his slogan
he’s gonna make them pay. he’s gonna get you that money but also it’s a little threatening like he’s gonna fully fuck his legal opponent’s shit up. this sprung tons of local memes. then there were the billboards which were normal at first.
but here’s the thing; we already know what misny does. he makes them pay. so it turns into just saying “you know what i do” which is funny enough if you don’t at all have the context.
but this is not where the absurdity caps out, my friends. no. this is what it has evolved to and they. are. everywhere.
that’s right. no text. just the judging eyes of tim misny, glaring through our skin and into our souls. there is no god. there is no devil. there is just tim misny and he’s gonna make them pay.
i continue Ted Lasso posting… anyways, i desperately need more fic of these three so if you’re considering writing some please please please do
see some process pics below the cut!
i wanted to do a value study, working from greyscale and then into color. i’ve never done this before so it was kind of wild to do. the first here is the grayscale, plus the lighting i added, the second is the flat colors with no shading, and the third is from when i wanted to commit crimes over struggling on drawing Roy Kent’s beautiful mug.
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Just twirling my hair and thinking about Steve & Chrissy’s dynamic if she would have lived. Like she would have been Eddie’s platonic soulmate but her and Steve would be such jocks together.
- Steve helping Chrissy with her relationship with food by cooking her home cooked meals & then going on jogs together without any pressure on making it about losing weight
-Chrissy actually being able to keep up with him in the water & days at the lake of them racing one another
- Steve spotting her when she practices her tumbles
And then Halloween rolls around. Eddie and Robin show up to Steve’s dressed in matching costumes. They’ve firmly landed on the ‘silly’ side of the holiday dressed as Tom and Jerry using fur coats they thrifted along with big cartoonish animal ears. Chrissy comes out of Steve’s bathroom in an oversized basketball getup with Harrington printed on the back. It takes a few seconds for Eddie to catch on but when Steve calls out from the bathroom-
“Chrissy did I leave the pom-poms out there?”
Eddies just- he just. He looks at Robin with wide eyes. “Help. Me.”
edit: OP is a trans inclusive intersectional feminist. this post is not for “the overlap between trans men and lesbians” (quote from a terf who reblogged this). this post is for trans lesbians, and solidarity between lesbians and trans people. TERFs and other radfems dont reblog or interact.
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