i’m so real.
seen from Australia
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Tunisia

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from T1
seen from United Kingdom
seen from T1

seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from China
seen from Germany
i’m so real.
• bqquinn •
like/rb if you save !! <3
SAY LESS !!!!
honestly IJ is such a wholesome show, like I know they swear and embarrass the shit out of each other but they all seem to have such good hearts and don’t want to hurt anyone in the making of the show and they feel genuinely awful for the loser during some of the punishments and I love them all so much
Stormed In
It was a dark and overcast day, rain drizzled from the sky tapping on the windows quietly as cold air coated the land. It was the perfect day to just be lazy and unproductive, which is exactly what you and Q were doing. You both sat in the living room bundled up in your pajamas lounging on the couch with the cats scattered about snoozing the day away. Q sat on the couch rewatching old 80s movies while you sat next to him propped up on the couch using Q as a backrest with your nose in a book.
The day was quiet and calming. It wasn’t often where you both had just a calm day off. It was always activities with friends, conflicting schedules, meetings upon meetings, or just errands to run meaning every day had to be a productive day. It was always something. But today was a day where you both could just do nothing and truly enjoy each others company and relax without a worry or care in the world.
The time was passing and the hours bled into the afternoon and Q shifted around realizing exactly how sweaty and greasy he was feeling after sitting around and doing nothing. He taps you making you pause your reading to look up at Q.
“Hey baby, i’m gonna go shower, feeling a little gross.” You rolls your eyes but smile. Grabbing your bookmark, you gently place it between the pages and lean forward to allow Q the guiltless freedom to get up. He stretches a bit and his shirt rides up, you stare in wonder at the small sliver of bare flesh that was exposed with hunger in your eyes. You didn’t think Q would take notice, but he did. “I feel so gross right now, no way.” He says with a devilish smirk. With that he went off to the hit the showers leaving you to pout on the couch and continue on your literary journey.
He undresses and steps into the steamy hot water of the shower. The moment he stepped into the shower, a low rumble comes from outside and he sees a small flash of light in the small window of the bathroom. It was really storming outside now. It didn’t bother him though, he carried on with what he was doing. What he was oblivious to was how his girlfriend was reacting to the start of the storm.
He steps out of the shower feeling refreshed and puts on some clothes heading back down to the living room with anticipation only to see an empty and quiet room. The book you were reading was left carefully placed on the couch and the cats were nowhere to be found. Thunder rolls in and the sky illuminates with lightening.
“Meow!” Q half jumped out of his skin and turned around to see Benjamin standing there.
“Hey Benji. Where’s Aya?” Benjamin meows again and sits down, eyes filled with judgment. “Thanks for the help.” He flatly says as he walks past the small feline. He begins to roam the house calling out his girlfriends name.
“Babe, you in here?” He calls out as he poked his head into the guest room, the bathroom, the guest bathroom, the closet, everywhere. He then walks into the main bedroom and looks around to see Brooklyn cat sitting outside the closet door almost as though she was on guard. Q doesn’t say anything but he slides open the door and inside was just what he thought he would find: His girlfriend cowering in fear holding Chessie close with her eyes sealed shut. You opens your eyes and they dart to Q towering over you in the frame of the entrance and he sees they’re filled with anxiety. “What are you doing in here?” He asks softly. Another roar of thunder comes storming in and you holds Chessie a little tighter and close your eyes again. That’s when it all pieced together: “Are you... scared of thunder??” He says almost like he couldn’t believe it.
“Yeah and what?” You heighten your internal defenses and bury your face in Chessie’s fur in utter shame. Q quickly realizes his mistake and softens his attitude and sits himself outside the closet door.
“Hey i’m sorry I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me?” He gently graces you cheek with the backs of his fingertips tracing your jaw down to your chin and he turns your head so that your eyes meet. Your eyes automatically drift to the side in humiliation heat rising to your face.
“Thought you’d make fun of me. I’m a grown woman scared of thunder.” Another grumble from outside comes and Q quickly but gently grabs you and holds you close in a warm embrace as the noise passes.
“And i’m a grown man with a severe phobia of spiders and yelled pumpernickle repeatedly in a warehouse. We all have our fears, but I want you to know i’m here to help. I’m sorry for jumping the gun and teasing you.” He hugs you tight and gets up. “I’ll grab a few things.”
Blankets, laptop, headphones, and some pillows and he was right back to the closet. He moves a few things around and out of the closet to make it a little comfortable secret spot just for you. You sit yourself in there, cozy now with Brooklyn cat snuggled on your lap purring away enjoying the newfound comfort of the closet.
“Now if you need anything, text me. I’d hang out in here with you, but i’m too fat to do that, i’d probably crush you and poor little Brooklyn cat.” He pets the kitten’s fur and you let out a dainty giggle and look up with glistening eyes at your caring boyfriend. “I’ll let you hang in here where you’re safe and I can grab you when the storm is over and the thunder stops rolling. Will you be okay?” You look in his eyes and feel safe, a smile stretches from ear to ear.
“Now i’ll be okay. Thank you, love.” He leans down and places a gentle kiss on your lips and runs his fingers through your hair.
“I love you my darling.” he says in a gentle quiet voice.
“And I love you Brian.”
i’ve been watching impractical jokers since 2012, and i’m attending one of the live podcasts in march, which will be (i think??) my 7th jokers event. i am manifesting i get seats right in front of them, and i get to speak to them afterwards. 🥰 i am so excited. i also got tickets to see the movie, so i’m really excited for that too.
Omg
The other day Brian Quinn responded to my tweet and I cried in the middle of my final I was so happy.