I’m sure this has been done before but I will post this anyway
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I’m sure this has been done before but I will post this anyway
I feel the need to remind people, butch canonically wears 6 inch heels
FINE I’LL DO IT MYSELF
I can’t help but imagine the moments after Reginald Filibus reveals that all along the Mc was him. I think he breaks out into a manic laughter, one that devolves into sobs as he sits in this mostly empty apartment. I think about the way he describes the main character as a rival, but they describe him as “an old acting friend.” I think he misses them, maybe he lost track of them when they left the business, maybe they moved. Does he blame himself, think he pushed them too far, so far they left acting entirely? Then I go back to that room, Reginald Filibus breaking down, utterly alone in his best friend’s old apartment. He is the world best pretender, he can pretend everything is fine. He can pretend he wasn’t left behind.
I don’t remember who said it but someone on here once called Sam Russell a slut (/pos) for wearing that red flannel that rides up and shows his hips and I need you to know that that has vastly improved my quality of life. I used to be pretty self conscious when my shirt road up a little but know I just think “I’m slutty like Sam Russell” and its great
Tuhmy
She revolution on my girl till I complex metaphorical storytelling
thinking about the “of course not as equals sir, never as equals” and how much that probably stung percy