/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

[Anonymous No.6345502]

Who is the dominate one and who is the submissive one?

[citatS No.6345528]

>2012
>not shipping Romney/Ryan

And obviously Romney takes Obama's big black cock.

[Anonymous No.6345681]

Romney is seme, a popular and handsome guy. He's the type that will tease Obama, the uke, often because he thinks that he's cute when he is angry. Obama is tsundere ("b-baka Romney!") and refuses to show his love for Romney... though, he makes it quite obvious anyway.

One day, Romney confesses to Obama as they home from the debates. Obama blushes furiously. "You... like me? How could you like someone like me? We're rivals..."

Romney stops him, gently pushing him towards a wall. "Shh. Don't talk." He hushes him with his only lips, kissing him softly, then harder, more passionate. They stop, panting slightly.

"I like you too, Romney."

[Anonymous No.6346171]

>>6345681
(o////o)' They are now my OTP. Sage because unrelated.

[BlakeRyan !!4E1IEjI9c+/ No.6346436]

>>6345681
My sides.

[Anonymous No.6346445]

>>6345681
it's like every fic ever

[Anonymous No.6346469]

>2012
>still believing that elections are actually legitimate and not understanding that Romney and Obama are are only enemies on screen and off screen they are secretly laughing and shaking hands at the puppet show and the amount of money being funneled in by the people that put them there
>still believing that whoever you "vote" for will actually make genuine differences to the country and not just sit back instating laws that big pharma and corporations pay them to

[C27 !SxyJunkZqY No.6346482]

This thread is off-topic and will probably get deleted, but it's still worth posting in!

[Anonymous No.6346505]

Why is this a "thing"?

I guess it doesn't matter, I love it anyway.

[Anonymous No.6346507]

>>6346469
sounds like you've got it all figured out!

[Kiwi !Hc6EcVkstI No.6346508]

>>6346482
>mfw thats my art

[Anonymous No.6346514]

[Anonymous No.6346519]

>>6346482

[C27 !SxyJunkZqY No.6346529]

>>6346508
Small world!

[Anonymous No.6346533]

the only thing romney is missing is the badguy twirley mustache

seriously

[Anonymous No.6347160]

beep beep

[Anonymous No.6347192]

[Anonymous No.6347199]

obama is a baka.. Romney/Paul all the way.

[Anonymous No.6347245]

I made this just for you, anons.
My OTP is Obamney, not Robama ~ <3

[Anonymous No.6347248]

oh my god, internet.

[Anonymous No.6347253]

Obama is totally the blushing uke

[Anonymous No.6347301]

I imagine that when they have lover's spats that they pick up a microphone to yell at each other; like they're in a play or something.

[Anonymous No.6347316]

first time on /cgl/, i just lurk my way here without thinking anything.
I think I love this board.
>no homo

[Grim !!fHpRhMN6LaY No.6347323]

What the ever loving fuck /cgl/....

[Anonymous No.6347374]

Oh, what a hear-pounding moment back in their school days!

On a side note, lol mergers & Vivaldi font.

[Anonymous No.6347397]

this is why I love /cgl/.
this is also why I am afraid to tell my normal friends about /cgl/.

[Anonymous No.6347416]

Romney takes it up the bumbum. He just loves getting pounded by that liberal black cock he's supposed to hate. Nothing gets him going like that. But his aggressive repression comes at a cost; he can't even get himself to slip Obama the love note he wrote him before their debate.

Obama saw it in the pictures leaked everywhere and now Romney is all embarrassed, but thrilled because Obama sends texts about it to him.

(He has a campaign poster hanging in his bedroom he kisses every night)

[Anonymous No.6347413]

I love OP's image. I want to make some of these now. So horrifying.

[ei666shii !otnRSDkuZA No.6347420]

/cgl/ has redeemed itself

[Anonymous No.6347443]

>this thread

[Anonymous No.6347449]

Quickly! Someone come up with a shipping name!

[Anonymous No.6347451]

RamBam

[Anonymous No.6347457]

Obamney!

[Anonymous No.6347458]

>>6347449
We already had Obamney or Robama, whoever takes the dick.

[Anonymous No.6347472]

>>6347449
In the style of the pokemon and yugioh fandoms, I quite like electionshipping simply because it kinda sounds like erectionshipping

[Anonymous No.6347475]

>2012
>Not shipping Matilda Romney and B'onca Obama

[Anonymous No.6347490]

Okay last one. I'm out until possibly later! Open to ideas.

Also:
youtu.be / 94zRy9zcUDI

[Anonymous No.6347549]

>"Romney-kun."
>"O-Obama-senpai!"
>"Ah, you're so kawaii when you blush Romney-chan."
>"Ah! D-don't touch me there!"
>"Why not? I think we need to have a talk about the debate tonight. The 'binders full of women'?"
>"I-it's not what it sounds like!"
>"Oh, Romney-kun. You know that you belong to me."
>*kissu*

>ohdeargodwhathaveidone

[Anonymous No.6347623]

I dare anyone to try their hands on this.

[Anonymous No.6347641]

I love you all.

[Anonymous No.6347658]

>>6347490
Finally, Politics in a language I understand!

[Anonymous No.6347662]

>>6347623
That one's already shooped though...

[Anonymous No.6347667]

>>6347490
>love you with all my kokoro

This thread makes my face hurt.

[Anonymous No.6347671]

>>6347662
Not kawaii uguu~ shooped through.

[Anonymous No.6347707]

Found this online:

It was time.

Putting his hand in his pocket, he walked purposefully to the front of the room and turned to face the crowd, who’s eyes were all on him, giving him all of their attention. He then looked directly into the cameras that were in the back of the room televising the whole event. “I, Barack Obama, President of the United States of America, would like to personally apologize to my wife, Michelle and my two beautiful girls. Thankyou for giving me the best years of my life and always sticking by me. And I’d also like to thank my country, it has given me great pride to serve you. I am officially stepping down from my role as President of the United Sates of America and giving the title to my Vice President, Joe Biden for the remainder of the term.”

With that, Barack turned around to face Mitt, stepping up to him and lifting up a hand, running it through his salt and pepper gray hair. “Some promises were meant to be broken. My future is with you.” He bent down on one knee and and brought his hand out of his pocket, opening the small red, white and blue satin box and holding it up to Mitt. A large circular diamond attached to a delicate golden band rested on the red satin of the interior of the box, sparkling proudly in the light for all to see. There was a collective gasp in the room and Barack chanced a look up at his lovers face. There was a tear in Mitts eye as he looked affectionately down at Barack, a wide smile on his face. “Mitt Romney, will you marry me?”

That was when Mitt broke down in tears, nodding. “Yes! Yes of course I will you silly man!” He grabbed the ring and placed it on his ring finger, the diamond throwing rainbows on the walls as it shone in the light. Mitt brought his face close to Baracks, caressing both of his cheeks with his hands and pressing his lips firmly to his.

[ei666shii !otnRSDkuZA No.6347709]

[Scribbles !!0u0gyhLnJLg No.6347714]

>>6347709
FFX?

[Anonymous No.6347724]

>>6347707
>Mitt whispered into his ear. “I need you. I need you like the legislative branch needs a senate.”
>Mitt let out a moan as he sprang free of the restricting confines of the cloth, much like the thirteen colonies had sprung free of British oppression, quickly moving to give Barack the same relief.

A little example of "Mormons just want to have fun - An Obamney Oneshot."

[Anonymous No.6347732]

Oh lawd. This thread.

I wish all my friends and family weren't so goddamn uptight about politics. I wish I could share this with someone. Thank you for sharing with me, seagulls.

[Anonymous No.6347737]

Obama sighed and crossed his legs. His rival was late. He tapped his fingers impatiently and groaned in impatience as he thought about his competitor – the sassy conservative he had waited to see so long. He desired to shake his hand. He longed to gaze into the republican’s eyes and view his soul and his ideology.

Just then, two men in black suits entered the room. “Mr. President, your guest is here.”

“Good. I’ll be downstairs in two minutes.”

“Understood.”

The president smiled in content and began to briskly walk down to the White House lobby. He was filled with a newfound excitement that he had not held since the passing of the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act. He recalled that his opponent was thoroughly against that act and figured that he would tease him about it once he arrived.

He remembered that the next day was debate time, and that he would get to spend about an hour talking with him about their favorite subjects. He was beginning to flutter and stumble upon his words when reciting to himself the debate topics he was going to be talking about.

[Anonymous No.6347743]

>>6347740

Romney stood up and looked at the clock on the wall.

“If you’re going to mention those, I’ll just have to leave. You know that’s a sensitive topic between us both. And you know you’re not going to win, tomorrow. Not with the way you look at me like that. Don’t you realize? The press is going to know it as soon as we begin talking. This is a dangerous thing for you and me both, Barack-“

Romney was shut up by Obama suddenly kissing him roughly on the lips. It stayed like that for a good five minutes when Romney forcibly pulled away, wiping his face with the sleeve of his suit.

“You… you can’t do these things this close to debates..! I can’t be trying to defeat you while thinking of you like this…” Romney cried.

“Shhh. I’ll deter them and make it as though I don’t care enough. I’ll even spend more time looking down then at you, and the public will never know.” Obama assured him, patting his shoulder and rubbing his back.

“I understand, Barack… Then, I’ll be leaving now. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow, Mittens.”

“Don’t call me that! You know I hate it.” Romney shrieked, closing the door behind him. Obama sat back down in his chair and smirked.

[Anonymous No.6347740]

>>6347737

Mitt Romney sauntered through the White House lobby as if he owned the place. He figured in a month or two he would anyways. He felt smothered in the atmosphere too- with the president approaching him down the stairs, he grinned in an attempt to lighten the tone of the conversation they were about to be having.

“Mr. Romney. It’s nice to see you again.”

“Nice to see you too, Mr. President. I am glad that we could arrange an appointment today despite how busy you are with reelection.”

“Let’s go somewhere private to talk. I don’t want to discuss this matter in a place like this.”

The two of them made their way to a closed off room down the furthest hall, one that the president was sure was empty. With them alone, together, they could finally remove all formal boundaries and talk about things in the open.

“So how’s your family, Mitt?” Obama pursed his lips and made sure to ask the vital questions to get things moving between the two of them.

“You know I don’t like to talk about my family when I’m with you, Barack. I have better things I want to focus on. Like your face.”

“I’m flattered. You look pretty worn out these days. Maybe you should consider dropping out.”

“Not if it means I can’t get closer to you again, Barack.”

“The debates are tomorrow, you know.”

[Anonymous No.6347742]

oh dear god, why does this exist? Why is this so funny?

[Anonymous No.6347745]

>>6347743

The debates started. Obama successfully made sure to not look at Romney at all, and Romney was so flustered he even had to bring a handkerchief up to the stand despite it being illegal. Obama could not stop thinking about his other to the point where his debate skills were heavily lacking. And he sighed and thought about how much he would like to see Romney’s face, and his eyes, and everything.

Meanwhile Romney himself was doing a poor job of keeping his eyes off of Obama. While it appeared that he was totally focused on the debate, he was really focused on Obama’s eyes. He looked longingly at the incumbent and wished that he would speak more to him, and that he could really have a fair challenge against his rival. But the two of them were just too in love to be totally in control of themselves. The debate raged and both were making mistakes left and right (ha). Romney’s vagueness and lack of specifics showed while Obama suffered from stuttering every time he opened his mouth. In the end, Romney prevailed and won the debate because of his strength to love Obama. What they weren’t aware of was the media becoming aware of the looks that Romney gave the incumbent, that looked not like rivalry or hatred, but of a strong feeling that anyone familiar with love could recognize. It was true- the two were desperately in love with each other. Yet a more forbidden love could not have sprouted from nothingness! In an election where everything and anything goes, the last thing those two could ask for would be for the media to find out. There would be shots fired from both sides and ultimately, the election would collapse come November. The only thing that would be able to survive would be the two candidates’ love for each other.

-End

[Anonymous No.6347769]

this is the best thing ever

[Anonymous No.6347792]

Someone please archive this! I want it to be this way forever~ <3

[Anonymous No.6347803]

>>6347199
that's.. actually cute what's wrong with me

[Anonymous No.6347856]

[Anonymous No.6347857]

Oh god, why is this so great?

[Anonymous No.6347874]

>>6347745
This is fucking hilarious! Mainly because of the creepy way romney was staring at him the ENTIRE first debate. He also sttood really close to him during the second debate

[Anonymous No.6347879]

>>6347856
Moeeeeee~ *^*

[Anonymous No.6347892]

the election will never be the same

[Anonymous No.6347903]

Romney chan sat there, as the debate fired on, unsure of what to do exactly. On the inside, he burned with frustration, and he was so so very divided. He hated how Obama san seemed to be quite good at pressing every weak point of his, during these debates. Obama san went on and on, his voice so strong, yet smooth.
( If only he could see….)
Romney chan stared at his feet and then back at this light-ebony sculpture of a man across from him, and couldn’t help but smirk. Obama san sure looked nice in that suit.
Then Obama san did it…he smiled shook hands, relishing the warmth and probable dexterity of this tall, handsome work of art’s grip, and caught Romney chan’s astonished hazel eyes. It was just a moment and this moment was enough to make his heart flutter like a flock of delighted canaries. Romney chan blushed and looked down. It was all too much!

[Anonymous No.6347907]

>>6347903
After the debates, Romney chan went home and layed himself down on his big silk bed, hugging a downy pillow and smiling at the pic of Obama san on his night stand…
” Should I?…”
Romney chan mumbled…and then he decided. He dialed Obama san’s number and then held his breath, his giddy chest icy as the other line rang.
” mm, Hello Romney chan.”
” Hai Senpai.”
Romney’s smile was as wide as the Washington Monument when he heard that velvetine voice. Obama san sounded deliciously tired.
” I was juat calling to say that you did very well at tonight’s debates!”
” Thank you Romney chan…”
” Mm hmm! And your suit was just the right fit tonight. It looked great on yooou.”
Romney chan gushed, his eyes twinkled with delight as he sat in bed in flannel pajamas, the T.V on low, talking on the phone with his wonderful husbando….if only in his own mind.
” Well…Romney chan, I kinda have to get some sleep. I have a lot of campaigning to do tommorow.”
” Oh me too, me too. I understand Senpai.”

[Anonymous No.6347913]

>>6347907
“Mmm I did wanna let you know that I noticed you did do just a little better this time.”
” Y-you….noticed?”
Romney’s heart almost leaped out of his chest in an explosion of butterflies.
” Uh, yes.”
” Ohohohoho thank you!!”
” No problem Romney chan.”
Obama san yawned on the other line. Oh how Romney chan would love to see him sleep, to tuck him in and see Senpai slumber like an angel. But alas, he was not there with him.
” Well, goodnight Romney chan.”
“Goodnight Senpai, I-“
-click-
” Love you…”
Romney just sat there with the cell phone in hand. Obama san had already hung up. He placed the phone in it’s charger the nightstand and turned the muted TV off. He sighed and hugged the pillow nd blankets close to him in the dim moonlight. Maybe if he was lucky he’d have that dream where he and Senpai ran off to Hawaii together. Maybe…
Romney chan’s half-lidded eyes glistened in the light and fell shut after a bit. A hopeful smile crosed his sleeping face as behind those closed eyes he saw the warm sands of Hawaii and Obama san’s wonderful smile…
-End

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[Anonymous No.6348128]

>>6347792
/cgl/ is automatically archived.

[Anonymous No.6348639]

giving it the old bumperoo