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MICHEAL. WATCH YOUR HAND.
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MICHEAL. WATCH YOUR HAND.
part 2!! finally
your childhood best friend has come a long way from the shy, scrawny kid he used to be. now, everyone either wants to be him or be with him.
it felt like it happened overnight, with how fast he changed. now he's a pretty boy with intelligence and strength to match his looks.
now that he's completely different from the boy you knew, you thought he will abandon you. after all, he always has a crowd forming around him. he gets invitations to wild parties and other events, he gets asked out by a lot of people in one day...
yet, he never did. when he spots you, he makes his way towards you, even if there's a crowd. when he gets invited, he invites you. he doesn't go if you're not there, even if you encourage him to have fun without you.
you're proud of his progress. you really are. you would have loved him the same either way-- if he was the same boy from back then, or the man he is right now.
"is that more interesting than me?" he slides into the seat next to you, very, very close, eyeing your lunch. he says it teasingly, but his gaze looks like it's gonna burn holes through your food.
you never notice. like always, you're oblivious.
you laugh, pushing him away. "i'm eating! you were the one getting crowded by everyone." you think all of his comments are just jokes. he pouts then. "you weren't looking at me at all... did i get ugly or something and no one's telling me?" he pats his hair and his face to bring attention to it.
you shake your head. "of course not. you're always the most beautiful guy here."
your casual compliment is like a drug to his system. the pout gives way to a bright grin. "i know, right?" he puffs out his chest to make you giggle more. he likes making you laugh.
he likes you.
it's just... why are you so bad at noticing him?
yeah, you're his friend. his best friend. you've noticed him plenty of times, sure, but that's not what he means.
he wants you to notice him. him.
yet, you don't give him the attention he needs.
what, do you think he changed his looks because of some need to be better? no. well, yes, but 'being better' was for you. no one else. he doesn't care about anyone's attention on him if it isn't you.
maybe that's why, like a dog, he eats up any lowly scraps you're willing to give him. he feels euphoric when you compliment him. any feature you noticed, he makes sure to enhance it the next day so you keep paying attention to him.
hell, the reason he even started to change was because he was jealous! you fawning over fictional characters or actors, or god forbid, an actual person, was the worst thing in the world. it felt like he was getting stabbed a thousand times over. he needs to prove himself. he needs to make sure your attention is on him only, no one else.
that backfired, as now he gets attention from insignificant human beings that aren't you. it pisses him off, actually. he'll never like them, can they not get the hint? there's a reason he mopes around at home when you can't go to somewhere he was invited to because you're busy or whatever else. he only has fun with you.
oh, and inanimate objects aren't safe either. he'll buy the exact copy of an object and utterly destroy it in his room because you paid attention to it more than him.
he's normal!
"let's eat my lunch, okay?" he pushes away your lunch, putting the mouthwatering lunch of his on the table instead. anything his is yours, and that means his jealousy isn't that potent when you're dealing with his things.
it's not non-existent, but it's way better to deal with.
save the date! ( not og )
a LOT of tags
Watching The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug with my sister.
Smaug: I know the smell and taste of dwarves, no one better!
Sister: 😏 so does Bilbo
more richy hi I got lazy thatsg why the microphone thing on his headphone s isn’t there
also hi spawn haha funny uhm. Russia. Adidas tracksuit vodka gore hahahaha laugh plea
oh the yeah the richy is for mutual again hi i hope you like it i dont wanna tag u cuz im nervous it feels like im yelling in ur face sorry just just look at him when you have time ok
The average hug, google says, is about 3 seconds long.
It also says hugs that last from 5 to 10 seconds are the most pleasant and feel the safest.
And then there's the hugs that last about 20 seconds, google says it can trigger the release of oxytocin, which is a hormone associated with bonding and reducing stress.
Now guess how many seconds Chase's hug to House lasted?
I counted, 15!
My boy was feeling real sentimental but couldn't reach that damn 20 seconds mark. I guess no oxytocin for the sad boy.
there's been a rash of scams/hacks/account hijackings recently and i want to remind everyone reading this that i never have these problem because i lock down every single messaging platform im on immediately upon joining. if you want to speak to me directly, you have to have some prior relationship or approach my metaphorical foyer with your carte de visite proffered in a genteely gloved hand. anonymous users do not need to get in touch with you. they do not need to comment on your posts, send you direct messages, or inbox you. if you have any kind of following (i would say anyone with over 3k on any social media platform) you need to set up a slightly-difficult-to-find business email address or contact form and that's it. if someone needs to get in contact with you, they need to be motivated enough to jump through that one hoop to do it. everything else should be illegal for anonymous users to speak on, and semi-difficult for non-anonymous users. remember the survivability onion? that applies to everything, including your likelihood to be scammed or hacked, and your basic daily peace of mind and level of irritation. heed my warning