[ PHOTOGRAPHS. His eye-roll doesn't translate into much of a pause, but it does take him a second to pull up samples. It's relatively mundane: couple of classic erections framed by a hand, backgrounded with a patterned blanket; one just the root with the rest obscure by his hand, the stretched edge of his briefs visible below and his abs above; a couple topless mirror pics.
[ Pedestrian, but not remedial at least. At least he's thinking about how they look! They tell more about his body than his dick; he might not work quite as diligently as Eddie, but he's fit enough to say so, even if he's soft around the edges. ]
( photographs, yes. eddie isn't going to stoop low enough to call them 'dick pics' like a sex-crazed moron.
the photographs come in and, yeah, eddie isn't wowed by the presentation. very simple, very low-effort. there's no style, no artistry, no consideration for angles and lighting. eddie would think that if someone were to take the time to photograph themselves, they would want to do it well. eddie isn't even looking at quentin's physique, or his size — both of which could be flawless for all he knows. )
A masterpiece in a rotting frame, covered over with mold, in a dilapidated building.
( ansel adams is a good analogy here, because all of eddie's photos are Artisanal (TM). exclusively black-and-white, with lights and shadows meant to contrast each hard plain and fine edge. chances are he set up his photo across the room and posed for hours on end — as any man would if he plans on sharing an intimate part of himself with a woman. half-assed won't do.
[ Abruptly, 150 does seem like a lot. Quentin takes a few minutes to swipe through photos, mouth hanging open. This is kind of...nuts. Narcissistic for sure, but it feels like there's some other kind of nuts going on with... ]
Women have to do better not to put themselves in dangerous situations. The world is only as hard as a woman makes it for herself, after all.
( which doesn't answer anything. it doesn't need to because eddie isn't a danger to anyone. he's a gentleman. )
As you dislike admitting that you're a weak-willed, second-string man who'd easily allow yourself to enter a 'friends with benefits' type relationship with a paramour.
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[ Pedestrian, but not remedial at least. At least he's thinking about how they look! They tell more about his body than his dick; he might not work quite as diligently as Eddie, but he's fit enough to say so, even if he's soft around the edges. ]
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the photographs come in and, yeah, eddie isn't wowed by the presentation. very simple, very low-effort. there's no style, no artistry, no consideration for angles and lighting. eddie would think that if someone were to take the time to photograph themselves, they would want to do it well. eddie isn't even looking at quentin's physique, or his size — both of which could be flawless for all he knows. )
A masterpiece in a rotting frame, covered over with mold, in a dilapidated building.
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okay Ansel Adams let's see yours then
cw: butts
they are beauty.
they are grace.
they are worthy of being framed. )
god i hATe HIM
Is that a GOURD in this one?
don't we all,,,,,
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fwiw without color, the gourd kind of just looks like a lump of flesh
which is scary
how long does it take you set up for these??
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Women are gentle. Something as vulgar as flesh and blood is wont to frighten them.
Hours, dear.
Only the best of my future wife.
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And when do you PRESENT her with these?
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It's different where a mate is concerned.
It's best to assess our compatibility as quickly as possible.
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the difference is that girls aren't terrified of me
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Women fear what they aren't used to. And what they aren't used to are strong men who know what is is that they want.
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and I'm not WEAK, you asshole
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Aren’t you?
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[ Don't ask him to think too hard abt connecting the dots. After all, he's a man. What does he have to be afraid of that he hasn't already faced? ]
I'm not weak. How would I keep up with you if I was?
You just don't like what I have to say.
the way i gagged while writing this
( which doesn't answer anything. it doesn't need to because eddie isn't a danger to anyone. he's a gentleman. )
As you dislike admitting that you're a weak-willed, second-string man who'd easily allow yourself to enter a 'friends with benefits' type relationship with a paramour.
you are braver than the troops
What's wrong with that, exactly? Your "man of the house" bullshit isn't exactly getting you what you want either
I'm not the one whining constantly about not being able to find any wife material
I'm HAPPY
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Does it amuse you?
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LOOK WHO'S IN ICONS, BAYBEEEE
perfect icons to showcase this feeling of BETRAYAL
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