Dabi protection squad!!
trans men:
are men
dont have to bind, change their pronouns/name, take t, or have any surgeries
dont have to dress or act masculine
can be any sexuality
are still men
R E B L O G T H E P I G E O N .
The Crispino twins have a famous Youtube channel where they explain and talk about Italian culture and language
Emil has a vlog channel where he posts his adventures travelling and doing extreme sports
His next trip is scheduled to be in Italy, where he’s going to climb the Alps (and vlog about it, of course)
Because he likes researching the places he’s about to visit, he starts looking around for Italian Youtube channels
He stumbles upon a “Things foreigners do in Italy that you shouldn’t do”
He watches the full 15 minutes video without understanding a word because all he can do is look at the beautiful boy with light brown hair and violet eyes and the most beautiful and cute Italian accent he’s ever heard
He hastily writes them an email explaining he’ll be in Italy soon and he’d love to do collab videos with them
Thank god Sara reads the email (Michele would have just trashed it without even reading it)
She actually follows Emil’s channel sometimes and thinks he’s a really fun guy and collab’ing with him might bring them a lot of new followers
She accepts and books a room for her and Michele in the Alps in the same hotel where Emil will be staying
She doesn’t tell Michele anything until two days before they need to leave
Michele is furious but tags along anyway
He regrets it right away when he finds out he’s afraid of heights and he has to climb a fucking mountain
Emil encourages him, tells him it’s perfectly safe
They of course vlog the whole thing that will eventually be edited and posted to Emil’s channel
They manage to get through the day without any of them getting hurt, but Michele is fucking pissed because Sara had a lot of fun and he thinks she might be developing feelings towards this guy
What does she even see in him
The next day they all head back to Napoli
Emil and Sara talk the whole time and it’s clear they hit it off
Michele is ready to punch a wall
Emil brings them flowers and chocolates when he gets to their house to film the video that will be posted to the twins’ channel
He has to pronounce Italian words and sentences and Michele bitches about every little mistake he makes
(their followers think it’s hilarious and it’s just a persona Michele has built for himself for their channel’s sake, but in fact he’s really like that)
Emil has to go back to the Czech Republic
Michele feels something that if he was a little bit less of a dork he would identify as “regret over being so pissy the whole time and not trying to spend some quality time with the beautiful Czech boy”
The followers of both channels come together to create a new joined fandom because they didn’t miss the way Emil looked at Michele the whole time with those puppy eyes and they ship it hard
Emil and Michele are both oblivious about this, but Sara finds a fanart of them and starts following what people on tumblr are saying
She doesn’t actually want to read fanfiction about her own twin being fucked by Emil (though she occasionally reads some of the fluffy stuff), but she makes an incognito sideblog where she shares all Emimike content (that’s the official ship name) because honestly she ships it hard
(and it’s not like she was ever interested in Emil herself since she prefers girls)
After a few months Emil finds out about people shipping them and he retweets a sfw fanart of them holding hands and captions it “big mood”
Emimike shippers absolutely lose their shit
Sara shows it to Michele and he just about drops dead on the spot
The next morning Emil shows up at their door and Sara leaves them to talk
When she gets back after two hours (which she thought should have been enough), she hears Michele and Emil and they’re very much not talking
She leaves again as soon as she realizes what’s happening
Months later Emil posts a video called “We’re engaged!”
Te odio, y gracias.
Te odio, realmente te odio.
¿Por qué?
Porque me hiciste amarte.
Por eso te odio.
Prometiste que estarías siempre junto a mí.
Que no me harías lo mismo que todos los demás.
¿Cuán poco valen las promesas para tí?
¿Cuán poco vale mi corazón para tí?
Me ilusionaste, como solo un primer amor puede hacerlo.
Jugaste conmigo como todos los demás ya lo hicieron.
Ingenuamente creí en tus palabras.
Ingenuamente no dudé tus "Te quiero".
Te ofrecí el más puro de los afectos.
Que estúpida fuí al creer que era un sentimiento recíproco.
Que estúpida e ingenua.
Pasada yo, realmente me das pena.
Te aprovechaste de un vulnerable corazón.
Que solo quería, en medio de tanto sufrimiento y dolor.
Un poco, aunque sea una sola pizca.
De lo que es el amor.
Aunque... La verdad es que no puedo culparte.
Es decir, sólo mírame.
Dime con sinceridad, con tantos defectos...
¿En serio alguien podría amarme?
No, claro que no.
Mi propósito en ésta vida ya está más que claro.
Ser un simple juguete más.
Y aprender a ocultar mi dolor bajo un maldito disfraz.
He de decirte solo una cosa más.
Gracias.
Gracias por haber hecho que, aunque fuera falsa...
Lograra sentir, por un momento, eso que todos llaman "felicidad".
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