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dagda leaning forward, letting custas lean on the back of his head, as custas extends a hand out as if requesting payment, both smiling at the audience
#Δ帽子 クスタスとダグダ
choosing violence already smh
Leon: He hurt us both. Leon touches Bede's shoulder, an attempt to console. Bede: But at least he loved you. Bede pushes against Leon's arm. Leon: ...
LMAO big same mood
i miss swsh lore hunting 😩😩😩
(happy 6th anniversary of swsh)
raihan 195 cm * pinstripe (British origin) (historical usage in bankers' suits and sports/baseball uniform) (business, professional) leon 180 cm ~Regency era (dandy) (pretentious) ~prom like? * cummerbund (British Indian origin) hop (Leon's Battle Tower outfit in blue) * midnight blue bede * pastel pink gloria 155 cm * black marnie (bonus Marnie) ~punk like? opal
character fashion design extra
the crowd on page 2: tall male [redacted] dragon trainer aria model nebula breeder rei league staff rachael
the crowd on page 8: worker alby worker mason breeder raise dancer tiff doctor lia fisher maggie madame laguna
the crowd on page 9: reporter narra office worker clarence doctor wenson cabbie feng beauty becka
the crowd on page 10: (the kids) schoolgirl rennie poke kid eva poke kid alan schoolboy walden youngster nasser lass hestia (the back row) [redacted] postman townsend musician desmond cafe master heaton black belt wotson hiker graymond cameraman selmer artist hardy backpacker ajani rail staff frost cook tayster league staff lazlo gentleman rich office worker lila (in front) and leon (in the charizard pose)
background crowd design extras
camera shy by @samsonet.bsky.social
archiveofourown.org/works/21769855
#pokemon #bede #hop #bedehop #bthp #ビトホプ
Bede whispers, “Can I kiss you?” Hop nods. Slowly, with his left hand, Bede reaches out and takes hold of Hop’s face. He angles their lips to match as best he can. Then he closes his eyes and goes for it.
Around them, the room erupts in cheers. Hop’s lips are soft. Leon shouts good job, little bro! Bede ignores him.
Camera flashes go off.
After a few seconds they pull away, examining each other as if to figure out if it was good. Bede thinks it was. He takes Hop’s hand, lacing their fingers together. “Let’s get out of here, shall we?” he asks. Hop smiles.
for a long time.” Then, slowly, he reveals what he’s been hiding behind his back: a single pink rose. “For you.”
This isn’t happening. Hop is supposed to be breaking up with him. But instead he’s -- confessing back? Returning his feelings? Why? They’re in the perfect position to end this charade, unless -- -- unless Hop really means what he’s saying. Bede takes the rose, looking into his eyes. He doesn’t see insincerity there, doesn’t see the kind of cruelty that would set him up in order to knock him down later. Instead, he sees… vulnerability. Anxiety. He sees a boy baring his heart.
Bede whispers, “Do you mean what you’re saying?” Hop nods.
Hop’s walking toward him, hands behind his back. Two steps away, he stops and looks around the room. “You all might’ve heard that Bede and I were dating,” he says. “I know some of you must be wondering, why would we ever get together? Bede’s not known for being nice to me, after all. I’ve read all of your comments. You say he’s arrogant. You say he’s petty and cruel and selfish.” And you’re right, Bede thinks.
“But you’re wrong,” Hop says. The room gasps, a collective what? Hop huffs. “I said you’re wrong! Sure, Bede might act all posh and elite on the pitch, but the truth is, he’s kind, and thoughtful, and he notices things and he cares!” He looks at the floor, a determined expression on his face. “We are dating.
We are.” He says the last part with his voice lowered, glancing at Bede like the message is meant only for him. Are dating. Not were dating. “What are you saying?” Bede whispers. “There’s a lot I don’t know,” Hop says, back in a stage voice, “but I know this: my feelings for you are real. I like you, Bede, no matter what anyone says, and I hope we stay together for --
im so glad!! 🥺 i read through act 1 & 2 and bawled, i love the work you're doing
What I Expected: Christian lowering himself over Jay as Jay touches his arm, faces warm. Christian: You like that? Jay: Well, yes, but- Jay: Ugh. Jay: Shut up. What I Got: Christian enjoying his head caught between Jay's thighs like a freak while waiting patiently as Jay writes him fanfic in a notebook. Christian ← tsundere enjoyer because people fawn way too much over his meticulously fabricated jock façade Jay ← the nerd tsundere who finally gets to tsun and dere a jock back into his sensitive nerd proclivities
thank you! 😭
thank u i love wyll ♡♡♡
proceeds went to BEO → blackequityorg.com
Wyll in his Blade of Frontiers pose against a backdrop of stars
my piece for Pride of the Coast - A Wyll Ravengard FanZine → ko-fi.com/wyllzine/shop
#bg3 #wyll
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEA!! 🥳🥳🥳
happy birthday!!!
(signal boosting this to my ff side, i dont have any elezen oc yet but u have opened my eyes to face 3 melezen)
"Thoughts on the Galar League?" Naveen: Let's just say...there's a reason I'm not in Galar. 「ガラルリーグはどう思いますか。」 ピュール 「ガラルに住んでいないのには理由がある…そのくらいにしておこう。」
i may have a new pokemon bias
(devastated about chapter 86)