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@neypuslicker
If you know me irl ignore this post
some of yall are fake freaks and it shows. I see verity thirst art, and he has a body…..This is the same as people turning bill cipher into a human. Like I would dick down varity in his true ball form and i would fuck is monster form too. You can only truly have one or the other. Like I get the hype for him with a body so he can wear slutty preppy fits and touch back. But like some on I need to see some appreciation for his cannon forms pleaseeeeeee!!!
if someone irritates me af, i definitely wish they were my grandma so i could be a singer
gosh idk if this is the right app to ask for advice but whatever. i have this friend , she’s the only friend i have and has been an on and off friend for YEARS up until recently. i feel like she’s sort of stealing my flow for lack of better words. i’ve noticed she copies my lingo , the way i joke with my mom , the fandoms im in, even down to the stickers and tiktoks i use/send, my mom even told me she herself, noticed her trying to copy how i scream and my mannerisms. it’s just the stupid small things she decides to copy which is making me think im getting annoyed for nothing. like obviously if you’ve been friends with someone for a while, they pick up the things you say/do. but i started noticing this for the past 2 years. i think i just have a massive individuality complex or whatever it’s called. tell me if im being stupidly protective over small bullshit i do so i can stop being bothered by this
I wouldn’t say this about anyone but…
I could fix him
Actually I could probably give you step by step instructions on how to fix him. It ain’t that hard
Isn't that lovely, and isn't that cool? And isn't that cruel? And aren't I a fool to have...
Bro i just shed a tear
The moment I almost shit myself...
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The Snickers™️Ending
I'M GONNA BE FUCKING SICK
CAINE COME HERE BBY
SPARE TIME °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
pairing: jax (tadc) x reader
synopsis: jax decides to kill time with you.
tags: pre-pomni era, reader is called pretty, fluff
the circus was unusually quiet.
no yelling. no color-saturated chaos bouncing off the walls. just the low hum of the place existing, background sound looping as usual, almost comforting in its repetition.
you had tucked yourself away on one of the random lounge cushions left near the corner of the tent. probably caine’s idea of a ‘relaxation zone,’ though it looked more like someone had given up halfway through building a pillow fort. maybe kinger.
you weren’t doing anything special. just sitting. thinking. killing time the way you always did between adventures. you didn’t expect anyone to come by.
so when a pair of heavy footsteps padded behind you, you didn’t look up at first. not until they stopped just a few feet away, then hovered.
you turned your head. “...what?”
jax stared at you with his usual smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “you always look so suspicious. like i’m here to drop a bucket of slime on your head or something.”
you raised a brow. “are you?”
“not this time.”
he sat down next to you. not close, but not far, either. his legs stretched out in front of him, one ankle crossed over the other. he looked completely at ease, like this was his idea all along.
you watched him cautiously. “you’re not usually around during quiet hours.”
jax shrugged. “maybe i got bored.”
“of what?”
he looked sideways at you.
“everyone else.”
you snorted softly and looked away. “that’s fair.”
for a moment, neither of you said anything. you fiddled with a corner of the cushion beneath you. he leaned back on his hands, letting the silence settle. not awkward just... still.
then, without moving his head, jax said, “you’re weirdly quiet when no one’s watching.”
“so are you.”
“yeah, but i’m allowed to be. i’m mysterious,” he wiggled his fingers for dramatic effect.
you rolled your eyes. “sure.”
jax glanced at you again, sharp-eyed.
“what, you only talk when the spotlight’s on you?”
“maybe i just don’t have anything to say.”
“you? nah. you’ve always got something going on up there,” he pointed at your head. “it’s the way your face twitches when you’re thinking.”
“twitches?” you didn’t think he noticed that.
“yeah. like right now,” he leaned closer, faux-inspecting your expression. “see? you’re doing it.”
you swatted at him, and he dodged easily, grinning like a brat.
“you’re annoying,” you muttered.
jax gave an exaggerated shrug. “guilty as charged. and yet, here you are. letting me ruin your precious alone time.”
you opened your mouth to retort, then paused.
“…you didn’t ruin anything.”
jax tilted his head slightly. “no?”
you shook your head. “it’s kind of... nice, actually.”
he raised a brow, clearly surprised. “well, don’t get too sentimental. you’re gonna scare me off.”
you smiled faintly, eyes drifting down to the floor.
“noted.”
jax shifted, now sitting cross-legged. you could feel his gaze, but you didn’t meet it. not yet.
“so,” he said. “what do you even do during this kind of downtime?”
“sit. think. sometimes doodle on stuff. talk to myself,” you shrugged.
jax snorted. “hot.”
you looked at him sideways. “what about you?”
“me?” he sat up straighter. “i usually find someone to mess with. or wander around until something breaks. y’know. jax stuff.”
“but not today?”
“mm,” he hummed. “felt like being lazy.”
“lazy with me, though.”
jax gave you a look. “don’t read into it.”
you weren’t sure if that was teasing or serious.
you didn’t push it.
at some point, you ended up lying back against the cushion, arms folded under your head. jax followed suit a beat later, flopping onto his back with a dramatic sigh like someone exhausted from doing nothing.
you were side-by-side now. still not touching. but close enough to feel the warmth of presence, that subtle awareness of someone else just being there.
after a while, jax broke the silence again. this time quieter.
“you really think we’re stuck here forever-forever? like- as in forever?”
you turned your head toward him. he was staring at the ceiling.
“i stopped thinking about that a while ago,” you said truthfully.
“if we are,” he said slowly, “guess it’s not the worst thing.”
you blinked. “coming from you, that’s kind of shocking.”
jax shrugged one shoulder.
“eh. figured if i’m gonna be trapped, could be worse than being stuck with someone who isn’t completely unbearable.”
“wow,” you deadpanned. “how touching.”
jax turned his head, meeting your eyes.
“…you’re tolerable,” he said.
you smiled, lips twitching.
“you’re tolerable too.”
he smirked, then looked back up.
the silence stretched again. but this time, it was warmer. less empty.
you turned slightly on your side to look at him, cheek resting on your arm.
“you ever miss it?” you asked quietly. “the real world?”
jax didn’t answer right away. he seemed to really think about it before answering.
“…nah,” he said finally. “i think i did. at first. but now? i barely remember it.”
you nodded slowly. “same.”
jax tilted his head, catching your expression. “weird, right? all that stuff we thought mattered- jobs, bills, whatever.. now it’s like it happened to someone else. not us.”
you let out a quiet laugh.
“honestly? sometimes i like it better here than out there.”
“ha. knew you were crazy.”
you nudged his arm with your knuckles. “you’re one to talk.”
“hey, i never claimed to be sane.”
you both laughed softly, then fell quiet again.
after a while, jax propped himself up on one elbow and looked at you more directly. not with a smirk. not with that teasing glint he usually had. just... curious.
“you ever think about what we’d be like if we met out there?”
you blinked at him. “in the real world?”
“yeah.”
you tilted your head. “i don’t know. you’d probably annoy me in line at a grocery store.”
jax laughed. “you’d give me the dirtiest look. like, ‘who is this guy and why is he talking to me about the cereal aisle?’”
“and you’d still keep talking.”
“absolutely,” he said. “i’d make you laugh eventually.”
you smiled. “probably.”
“i bet you were pretty…” jax didn’t bet. he knew.
you felt your face redden slightly at the compliment and you carefully inspected jax’s face for any sign of humor, but there was none to be found.
jax’s voice dropped just slightly. “you’re easier to read here.”
you raised a brow. “how do you figure?”
“’cause you try so hard not to react. it’s a dead giveaway.”
you looked at him, lips twitching. “you realize that makes no sense right?”
jax smirked. “doesn’t have to.”
you rolled your eyes and laid back again.
he stayed propped up on his elbow, watching you.
“you tired?” he asked, softer now.
“not really.”
“…comfortable?”
you paused, then nodded.
jax let himself lay back down again, just a little closer than before. your shoulders almost touched. almost.
“good,” he said. “’cause i don’t feel like moving yet.”
SOMEONE FOR THE LOVE OF GODDDDDD DRAW SEAN DIAZ LIKE THIS
OH MY GOD
@neypuslicker
Lazy drawing sorry but I found your idea funny
THEY DID IT THEY DID IT
@neypuslicker
Lazy drawing sorry but I found your idea funny
Guys I’m so fucking scared for the new episode
Do you ever just see a loser guy and feel the irresistible urge to ride him and suck him off
