#-insert hold on a second man meme-

[airlocksandaviaries]

Every Data Outfit Ever, Rated (pt 2)

^^^ HOLY FUCKING SHIT YOU GUYS. THATS A LOT OF NOTES. IT’S TIME FOR PART 2 ARE YOU READAYYYYYY

#13 - The Classic Yellow Uniform (S3 Version)

6/10

Oh to wear one of these bad boys. The later season design for the Starfleet Unifrom are *chef’s kiss*. It looks thicker and more substantial, which is stylish and functional. But unfortunately that does mean we get to see less of his glorious dobonohonkeros. Knocking off some points for that. (But before we move on I just want to take this second to admire how radiant he looks in this frame. Beautiful man).

#14 - Henry V Data

3/10

I genuinely want to know what was running through the costume designers’ heads when they allowed this to happen. Yes it’s a Shakespeare production, but that doesn’t mean you need to create this affront to aesthetics. Don’t get me wrong, the costume itself isn’t actually that bad! I mean, the cloak and doublet have some serious potential. I’m actually into this look. What I’m talking about is the HAIR. Speaks for itself. Absolutely fucking not.

#15 - Yarr Lives AU Data

6.5/10

Okay hear me out. LET ME FINISH. I know it’s the exact same as the normal s3 uniform but you’re neglecting to consider the fact that I am insane. The violent alternate timeline just had such good lighting, okay? He’s literally glowing. Adds just that little bit of extra spice it needed.

#16 - Barclay’s Holodeck RPF Data

4/10

Is it aesthetically pleasing? No. Is it attractive? Absolutely not. Is he holding an epeé? Yes he is and that’s all that matters. I physically couldn’t rate it below a 3 if I tried. The outfit is an atrocity but he’s holding a sword which begs the question what would it be like to fence him. I am dying to know.

#17 - Kidnapped Data

0/10

LOOK WHAT THEY’VE DONE TO MY BOY. That bitchass collector guy turned him into a sex slave and coerced him to wear this outfit by threatening to murder someone. Disgusting. And for a queer-coded villain, he didn’t even have good fashion sense. This is probably the worst outfit I’ve ever seen in my life. You couldn’t pay me to put it on. You couldn’t make me put it on if you threatened to kill someone. I’m not as sweet as Data. I would have said let that bitch die cause there aint no way I’m letting this eye crime anywhere NEAR my body.

#18 - Lore Swapped Their Fucking Outfits Again

2/10

Yikes. Lore must have been in a REALLY tough spot after he escaped the Crystalline Entity because there is NO WAY any self respecting gay man would have worn something like this if he didn’t absolutely HAVE to. The only redeemable quality about this is that it kind of resembles a sweatshirt which is kinda funny but other than that, Lore, come on. Get it together, girlypop. Ain’t no way you’re walking around like this.

#19 - Red Shirt Data

20/10

hhfhmghh. I am. I am lookingh respcetfuly. Holy oh my fuck. This is doing somethign to me. The fact that they only let this happen for ONE SINGLE episode, AND during one of Riker’s many hallucinations was a CRIME. But I understand why they did it. The world can’t handle Red Shirt Data. I can’t handle Red Shirt Data. I have to move on now before I stare at this forever.

#20 - Keiko’s Wedding

9/10

Everything about this. The flower. The skirt. The gender. He looks beautiful and I’d like to imagine he’d wear something like this to his own wedding. With Geordi. Adorable, amazing, perfect, I love my android boy. ALSO look at his little SMILEEEEE AAAACKK-

#21 - Friar Tuck Data

1/10

Costume designers. WYA. I just wanna talk. He’s too hot for this shit and YOU FUCKING KNOW IT. (insert Bernie Sanders meme: I am once again asking why you would give him this haircut.) Not only is it uglier than the last bad haircut you gave him, but you also put him in a friar’s robes. That’s just straight up homophobic. 

Well, folks, that concludes Data’s Outfits Rated, part 2. Yes I combed through the entirety seasons 3 and 4 for this, and hooooo boy were there a lot of outfits. But trust me, folks, the best is yet to come. We’ve barely scratched the surface. Once again, feel free to send in any you think I’ve missed. Come back and join me for part 3, out soon. (also thanks for the reblogs on the first one you guys, I’m so glad you like it).

Part 1

#data #data star trek #data's outfits rated #star trek tng #star trek the next generation #star trek #star trek memes #data tng #tng #more soon to come

[whumperofworlds]

Whumptober Day 3: Just Do It

Now on AO3!

A/N: *insert meme here*. Anyway, nothing to say here! Enjoy!!!

TAGS: @gala1981

Content: stabbed with arrows, blood, forced to hurt another, crying, tied up, blindfolded

ENJOY!

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@whumptober Day 3: | Solitary Confinement | "Make it stop." | ALTERNATIVE: Reluctant Whumper

Hawthorn glanced up, eyes wide, as the door to his cell was opened suddenly. About ten guardsmen—all in gold armor—approached him, smirks on their faces. Hawthorn couldn't see any rope in any of the men's hands; why do they want him now?

Hawthorn scooted away from them until he hit the wall, his eyes growing wider every second. His body shook not from the cold air that bit his skin, but also from the fear.

"Wh-what do you want with me?" He asked, trying to keep his stuttering to no avail.

The men laughed at his fear, as if it was a humorous thing to them, before rough hands grabbed Hawthorn by the tunic. They pulled him to his feet, with one forcing a bow and a few arrows in his hands. He looked at one of them with confusion etched on his face.

"You're going to do some target practice, little archer," one guardsman said with a sneer.

"Wh-what?" Hawthorn questioned, but decided to not ask as he was pushed towards and up the stairs. Up to the top of Brennus' castle.

_____

The moment the bright light hit his eyes, Hawthorn shut his eyes tightly. Once his eyes were adjusted to the light for a few seconds, he blinked to clear his vision. How long was he in that cell? It had been days now since he was captured by Brennus, most likely. He briefly wondered if Alder and the other Fierce Forests were looking for him.

When he looked around and saw what was in front of him, however, his heart stopped, and a gasp escaped him. His eyes widened at the shocking sight.

Alder. He was bound to a wooden post, his hands behind the post and his feet tied to the post with rope. He was also blindfolded, preventing him from seeing anything or anyone.

"Aldy!" Hawthorn gasped. When was Alder captured? Hawthorn hadn't even seen him in the dungeons under the castle! Unless…

Brennus was holding him in his throne room.

The mere idea of his Alder being that close to Brennus made him shiver. Seeing the bruises that mottled his skin and the blood splattered on his beloved didn't help with that idea at all.

Alder jumped upon hearing the familiar voice—despite being blindfolded, he recognized his beloved's voice right then and there.

"Hawy?!" He cried. "Are you unharmed?! Did Brennus—"

"That's enough, now."

Both men froze at the voice from the door where the stairs were, and Hawthorn turned to see Brennus appearing on the top of the stairs. The taller man grinned his famous vicious grin, as he studied the two men he had captured.

Hawthorn aimed the bow and arrow he was given towards Brennus, but stopped when he felt a sword poking his back. He froze, his hand on the arrows back. He knew that one false move meant death for him.

"Xylon, Xylon, Xylon…" Brennus tsked, shaking his head. "You should know better than to aim that at the king himself."

"You're no king!" Hawthorn growled, defiance in his voice. "You're a damn tyrant, and you know that!"

Brennus' smirk turned into an intense frown, and before Hawthorn knew it, a hand met his cheek. The smack echoed in the air that Hawthorn was sure the people of Willowdale heard it. He grunted, falling on his side from the blow. He rubbed his red cheek after a few moments of laying on the ground. The bow and arrow laid by his side, forgotten for a moment.

"Hawy!" Alder gasped. "What are you doing to him?!"

"Settle down, Maverick," Brennus said in a mocking tone. "The fun hasn't even begun!"

He knelt down to Hawthorn's level, before grabbing him by his green hair, pulling him back on his feet. Once Hawthorn was on his feet, Brennus bent down to pick up the bow and arrow and shoved it in Hawthorn's arms.

"What do you plan on doing to Aldy?!" Hawthorn demanded, his glare firmly on his face. "If you harm him in any way—"

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Xylon! I won't be the one to hurt him…" Brennus laughed, and before Hawthorn knew it, Brennus forced him to turn towards the bound Alder. His smirk grew wider as he pointed at the red-haired man. "You will!"

"What?!" Hawthorn gasped, his eyes wide and his mouth gaped open. Him? Hurting Alder? No. Hell no. He was not going to hurt his boyfriend. Especially by Brennus' order.

Hawthorn turned to glare at the king. "Like I would do that!" He shouted in defiance.

"Oh, but do you have a choice?" Brennus pointed out. "Or would you rather me hurt him and potentially kill him?"

Hawthorn froze, weighing his options at this point. If he hurt Alder, especially with his bow and arrow, chances were good that he would hurt his beloved seriously. But it wouldn't be fatal if Hawthorn was careful. But the mere idea of pointing his arrow at his boyfriend still didn't sit right with him. If Brennus did it…

"Hawy."

Hawthorn glanced at Alder upon hearing his voice. The other man smiled, looking in Hawthorn's direction despite the blindfold. "It is okay. Do it; or Brennus would kill both of us."

"B-but I can't, Aldy!" Hawthorn protested, tears filling his eyes. "I don't want to hurt you!"

"Hawy, please," Alder reasoned, "you have to do it. I will be fine, I promise."

Tears began to spill down his cheeks, as Hawthorn sniffled. He didn't want to hurt his beloved like this. Especially in such circumstances. But for Alder?

He had no choice. He had to do it.

Hawthorn gulped, trying to keep his tears in check. He raised his bow and arrow, pulling the string and the arrow back. He had to aim it somewhere that wasn't fatal—as an expert as an archer, he knew where.

Thwip

The arrow pierced Alder's knee, and to his credit, he only gritted his teeth in pain. He sucked in air through his teeth, as blood began to seep down his pant leg.

Hawthorn gritted his teeth too at the sight, as he tried to look away. However, Brennus grabbed his chin and forced him to glance back at his handiwork.

"See this?" Brennus chuckled. "This is what you get for trying to stand up against me! Your boyfriend gets hurt!"

He released Hawthorn's chin, before he took another arrow from a guardsman's hand before lending it to Hawthorn.

"Another," Brennus demanded.

Hawthorn didn't need to be told twice. He took the arrow as he readied his bow, before raising it and aiming it at Alder once more. Seeing Alder in pain broke his heart—if only he was stronger, if only he was—

He felt someone smack him on the back, and Hawthorn lost his focus. He released the arrow by accident, and it hit Alder's stomach. The red-haired man's screams echoed in the sky, and Hawthorn could see the tears falling from behind his blindfold.

"ALDER!" Hawthorn screamed, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. "Oh Goddess Above, I'm so sorry!"

"Another," Brennus demanded again, taking another arrow before shoving it in Hawthorn's hands.

Tears spilled then, as Hawthorn sobbed, his crying mixed with Alder's. He tried to aim the arrow again at Alder, but his shaking hands and his tears prevented him from shooting the arrow.

"Well?" Brennus asked with impatience, "Are you just going to stand there and cry? Or are you going to do what I asked?"

"G-go to the Dark World, you asshole," Hawthorn hiccupped.

Another slap, another fall on his side. Hawthorn curled up into a ball on the stone cold floor, sobbing his eyes out. Before he knew it, his hair was pulled and he was forced back onto his feet. Brennus then wasted no time to shove the bow and arrow in his arms again.

"H-Hawy," Alder gasped, trying to hold in a sob. "D-do it… you have to."

"B-but Aldy," Hawthorn protested. "I hurt you! I can't—"

"Just do it!"

Hawthorn wasted no time aiming his arrow at Alder again, before releasing it. The arrow pierced Alder's shoulder, and the other man cried out in pain. However, his sobbing died down, as the tears slowly stopped flowing.

"One more time," Brennus demanded once again, taking a final arrow and giving it to Hawthorn.

Hawthorn gulped, and with shaky hands, he took the arrow before he aimed it at Alder once more. Just one more. One more and it would be over.

He fought the urge to shut his eyes out of fear. If he did so, he would end up hurting Alder more than necessary. He took a deep breath, and he released the arrow.

Thwip.

The arrow pierced Alder's other knee, and he gulped back a cry of pain. Hawthorn could see the few tears falling from the blindfold, and he got on his knees. He dropped his bow, as tears leaked from his own eyes. Guilt hit him. Hard.

I shouldn't have been caught.

"Enough," Brennus said, holding a hand up. He then approached Alder, pulling out his large sword. Hawthorn gasped, fear gripping his heart, but sighed in relief as Brennus cut Alder loose. Alder fell to the ground on his side, blood pooling around him.

Hawthorn couldn't help himself. He rushed forward and gathered up his Aldy in his arms. Tears fell like small rivers as he held his unconscious boyfriend tightly. This entire thing was his fault, and now Alder was severely hurt because of that.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" He could only mutter to Alder.

He didn't hear Brennus ordering his men to take Hawthorn back to his cell, until the guardsmen took him by the arms and dragged him away from Alder. Hawthorn could only hold up one hand as his vision blurred from his tears.

"Aldy… I'm sorry…"

#whumptober2023 #no.3 #reluctant whumper #oc #fic #blindfolded #blood #stabbed with arrows #torture #tied up #hawthorn #alder #brennus #crying #tied to a pole #my whump stories

[tofuiharbinger]

A weird question perhaps but which archon does tofu like most?/which archon likes tofu the most?

My... (sniffle)... my first ask...?

(holds you gently)

Don't worry! I love questions like these, thank you for asking! I also assumed you meant the child of Mama Tofu and not the Daofu alien (I should really write a differentiation soon).

Keep in mind that this is my interpretation of the Baby Tofu character. I'm not sure how many people noticed, but Baby Tofu and Mama Tofu are meant to be self-inserts for a reader and their presumed mother. Regardless, I hope you enjoy and please do not disclose my existence to Shiro.

Remember, reblogs help more than likes!

-Tofu Takes: Baby Tofu's Favorite Archon-

First Candidate: Venti

While both the Mini-Creator and their mother are introverts, Baby Tofu loves the tone-deaf bard! Aside from being their first five star ever, there’s a lot to like about him. His musical skills, his contagious playfulness, and of course, his cheeks! It’s a bit complicated, but Baby Tofu once saw that meme of Venti’s chipmunk face and they never forgot it. 

Being a hermit, Baby Tofu doesn’t often leave the Creator’s manor, even if they’re in Teyvat. Yet somehow, the tone-deaf bard repeatedly manages to tow them into the sunlight (Mama Tofu is grateful). Whether that’d be visiting the statue at Windrise and playing with the crystalflies, or having picnics at Starsnatch Cliff. Their favorite activity, however, is flying kites. Yes, Teyvat would naturally provide a nice breeze, though the personal blessing of Barbatos himself is by far the best. 

Overall, an 8/10! His outgoing personality is a bit too much at times, sadly. Baby Tofu secretly doesn’t like his storytelling style, but don’t tell him that. Shhh…

(Bonus Tidbit: Flying kites reminds them of Grandpapa Tofu…)

Second Candidate: Zhongli

Those of you who read Tales of Mama Tofu - Wrath of the Mini-Creator will know that Baby Tofu has a personal vendetta against the Geo Archon. Both for missing him on his rerun, and due to how he’s essentially their step-father now. Nevertheless, he’s the one who convinced them to download Genshin in the first place, and they must respect that. 

As his…stepchild? Baby Tofu really cannot bring themselves to snap him, despite their occasional temper tantrums. He’s just so patient and understanding, not to mention an incredible listener. They’d feel terrible if they ever actually yelled at him. Thus, Zhongli mostly acts as their anchor and confidant, especially when they and the Creator don’t see eye-to-eye. What neither of them notice, however, is that the poor man is suffering an internal crisis. Yes, it’s his duty to look after the Mini-Creator, but they’re also the only living soul in Teyvat who has the audacity to complain about their Grace? Somebody help him. 

For Baby Tofu, it’s an 8/10. They’ve found that a being as old as Rex Lapis has a special way of making them feel unintelligent. Other than that, he’s a cherished and reliable companion. 

(Bonus Tidbit: Mama Tofu trusts Zhongli, his meteors, and his shield the most when it comes to their child’s safety. Bodyguard Morax when?)

Third Candidate: Ei

The Electro Archon’s obliviousness to modern society is indeed adorable. Yet even if the Creator remains unaware of her sins, Baby Tofu is the opposite. The Sakoku and Vision Hunt Decree aren’t exactly the best foundation for a higher god’s favor. In fact, they’re not sure how they should deal with it altogether, now that Inazuma is real and so are the consequences…

Well, no use in concentrating on the past. Whenever the Mini-Creator is in the nation, they take the time to introduce some foreign items to Ei. The most prominent example being food, as they’re somewhat determined to teach her how to cook (and no, Baby Tofu is not a second Gordon Ramsay, sorry). Though, if that doesn’t succeed, then the two of them can at least have a nice meal together. Knowing that her Excellency, the Almighty Narukami Ogosho, God of Thunder (A/N: I recited that from memory, are you proud of me?) can be a normal person too really does wonders for the Mini-Creator’s sanity. 

A solid 7/10, they’re working on it together. 

Fourth Candidate: Nahida 

Ah, yes. The revered, sharp-witted, and powerful Dendro Archon. Baby Tofu truly respects her accomplishments and abilities. They’re not the most knowledgeable on Teyvat’s lore, but they do know that Nahida is the only Archon (as of current time) to be of significant help to the Traveler. Coupled with her resourcefulness, bravery, kindness, and curiosity, Kusanali has effortlessly won a place in the Mini-Creator’s favorites. 

Baby Tofu’s childhood dream of having a sister has been fulfilled. While they can’t always be in Sumeru, they love chatting with Nahida. The two often visit the Aranara to eat and have fun, as well as chat about whatever comes to mind. Once, they figured out a spectacular sandwich recipe on one of their escapades. It’s become their secret dish! Nonetheless, when the excitement settles and they end up lying on the grass, Baby Tofu loves to talk dreams with Nahida. Like a wise man once said, “logic can get you from A to B, but imagination will take you everywhere.” (Albert Einstein) Both the Dendro Archon and the Mini-Creator seem to agree with that statement!

Baby Tofu is proud to declare Kusanali a 9/10. They’re not the best with children, though it usually isn’t an issue since Nahida is so clever. 

(Bonus Tidbit: The Mini-Creator is absolutely jealous of Nahida’s magic swing. They’re the child of a high deity, why can’t they have one!? 🙁)

Final Answer:

It appears that Baby Tofu’s favorite Archon would have to be… Kusanali/Nahida! Congratulations, esteemed Dendro Archon!

(A/N: I might write about which Archon would like the Mini-Creator the most another time. Thank you for asking!)

#anon ask #sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #genshin cult au #genshin impact cult au #Mama Tofu #Tofu Anon

[archersartcorner]

Here’s an assortment of HS doodles I’ve done in the past few days lol. HCs, shitposts, So Many Karkats (the state of my mind atm), and some more fallout radio lyrics (the BGM of my mind)

IDs under cut!

[ID: Ten pictures, traditionally done doodles in various colored markers, featuring various Homestuck characters, mostly Karkat Vantas. The artist would like to apologize in advance for what's going to be a long ID.

The first image is done mostly in red marker, and shows Karkat and Kankri, with various headcanons written around the page. In the order that makes the most sense, the notes read: "Appear most human in comparison to other trolls." ; "Rounder ears, nubby lil horns, blood (obvs), rounded teeth (-canines) ((like humans))" ; Regarding Karkat specifically: "Lil sideburns; anger is mostly farcical; so much baby fat; hair is more angular" ; Regarding Kankri specifically: "Bushier burns and more facial hair; repressing so much anger. Too much. Good god.; thinned out a bit, lanky; curlier hair, rounded out." A smaller doodle shows Kankri intimidatingly leaning over Karkat, saying, "Do you want me to kill him for you? tw: threats tw: violence," to which Karkat responds, all caps, with "What-". In black text, there are artist's notes and song lyrics, that read: "Homestuck???? In 2022??? Fuck!!" "And I'm still obsessed with the same lil guy," three arrows pointing to Karkat, and finally, "It's a sin alright!!"

The second image shows the Signless, drawn in red marker, smiling affectionately, holding his head in one of his hands. There are two small red hearts, and the cancer symbol. In black marker are more song lyrics, "Ain't that a kick in the head?"

The third image shows the artists self-insert, drawn in orange, and Karkat, drawn in warm gray. The self-insert is patting Karkat's head, smiling and singing, "You're a stinky baby~." Karkat looks annoyed, with a thought bubble next to him that just says "WTAF."

The fourth image is Karkat again, drawn in warm gray. His shoulders are hunched and he's angrily crying red tears, yelling out, "Fuck you! Fuck you!! Fuck you!!!" He appears to be trembling.

The fifth image shows Karkat, Kankri, the Signless, and Beforus Karkat. The Signless is affectionately resting his head on Kankri, who is affectionately resting his head on Karkat. Karkat looks annoyed off panel, saying, "Dave. Help." Off panel, Dave says, "Man c'mon, this is cute as fuck." Beforus Karkat looks on from a distance. Below is a continuation of this doodle, where Beforus Karkat yells out, "He doesn't want to be touched, assholes!!" Both Kankri and the Signless back off, the Signless saying, "Oh, sorry lovey!", Kankri saying, "Karkat, you should have told me I was upsetting you-" while Karkat looks back at Beforus Karkat and yells out, "Thank you!!"

The sixth image shows Beforus Karkat, drawn in a cool gray, affectionately coddling Karkat, drawn in warm gray. Beforus Karkat appears neutral in expression, petting the top of Karkat's head. Karkat is smiling softly, giving a little peace symbol with his right hand. A note written in black marker reads, "Finally. Two Karkats. And they care each other."

The seventh image is done in pencil rather than marker, seemingly on a worksheet. It's a meme redraw with Karkat and an Among Us bean looking down from the top of a building. Karkat is saying, "Are you seeing this, Mongus from Among Us?" The bean is nodding their head.

The eighth image is of Karkat drawn in warm gray again. He's looking down at the viewer, sickle raised above his head, with the caption, "*kills you*" next to him. I think I was referencing a meme, but I can't recall exactly which one. It's meant to be humorous.

The ninth and tenth images are related. The first shows Karkat, drawn in warm gray, and Kanaya, drawn in dark green. Karkat is pretty much a blob in the background, but appears to be upset, crying, while Kanaya looks annoyed in the foreground. Karkat is saying, "Kanaya, I frew up! :(", and Kanaya is just thinking, "God." The image after shows a similar scene, but Karkat is now in the foreground, annoyed expression on his face, and Gamzee, drawn in purple, seemingly upset, is in the background. Gamzee says, "Hey Kar. I threw up. Honk. :o(", and Karkat thinks, "God. I get it now, Kanaya. I get it."

END ID.]

#my art #described #homestuck #karkat vantas #kankri vantas #the signless #beforus!karkat #vantasfam #don't want to overtag too much here but yes also kanaya and gamzee lmao #WOW THAT ID TOOK A BIT but the simpler drawings were a lot easier to describe!! #anyway hope you like my silly doodles lol #if youre struggling to read the id also transcripts the words!! the marker tends to expand and bubble together #+ my writing is chicken scratch so I GET IT LMAO

[seansilv25]

It’s been another 6 months, and it’s once again time for my media tier list!

Mario + Rabbids Sparks of Hope: Kinda wish I didn’t hold off on this because of how they changed the movement on the battlefield, this was sick

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3: Goddammit Gunn, you did it again (Plus, Warlock’s intro goes hard)

Smokey and the Bandit: A hilarious movie home to what’s probably the only good country song I’ve ever heard

Puss in Boots the Last Wish: Well that’s the second animated movie with “stylistic” framerates, beloved storytelling, and having the best character be voiced by John Mulaney I’ve seen

Cocaine Bear: COCAINE BEAR SWEEP, BAYBEEEEEE!!!!

South Park Bigger Longer and Uncut: After that whole wildfire fiasco, I think we should stop blaming Canada now

Super Mario Bros Movie: though the pacing was a bit wack, I still enjoyed this experience (And that makes 2 2023 movies that star Chris Pratt and use No Sleep Till Brooklyn)

Dr Stone Ryusui: I totally forgot about Dr Stone over the last few years and this reminded me why I love it

Misfit of Demon King Academy: That was nuts, but I’d expect nothing less from the Demon King of Rizz

Chainsaw Man Abridged (RG33): Though less polished than Grimmjacks, I still enjoyed this one more (Glad to see Denji finally get his left nut back)

Chainsaw Man Abridged (Grimmjack): Sometime I have to find a way to use the “Indignant rage of a thousand Taco Bell shits” line somewhere

The Sixth Sense: Aaah... the time before Shyamalan went downhill so hard the angle went inward

Justice League Flashpoint Paradox: Flash movie before it was cool (And it was ME, Barry!)

Gremlins Secrets of the Mogwai: Mogwai lore bottom text

Glass Onion: (Insert Shrek meme here)

Emesis Blue: ...I have no idea what just happened and I’m not sure there is a way to find out

Aristocrat’s Otherworldy Adventure: So this is what a mid-ass Isekai is...

Let’s see if the next list won’t end with a Ubisoft game that was released onto the switch in 2022 in the top spot next time

#tier list #2023

[lovelyelbowleech]

OH OH HI PERSON THAT MENTIONED HOMOHOBIA IN THE ATLAVERSE! hair anon here!!! i don’t know how common this knowledge is so apologies if you already knew this but there’s actual an official canon in-universe answer to how the four nations feel about queer people! it’s first mentioned in i believe the first or second korra comic. basically, the air nomads were the most accepting (there’s even a little panel with two air nomads holding hands on the page where it’s talked about, it’s really cute); the earth kingdom is pretty hit-or-miss, but their overall attitude re: queer people is generally… less-than-positive? but it is (very slowly) changing to be more positive and because the kingdom is so massive with so many different and diverse cultures in it, there’s a variety of opinions that’s really hard to fairly describe in full; the water tribes are accepting but believe that “private things should be kept private” (which i have massive issues with but lol whatever); and the fire nation was apparently up there with the air nomads in terms of accepting queer people until firelord sozin LITERALLY outlawed being gay. [insert mean girls meme “i don’t think my great-grandfather, the inventor of homophobia, would be too pleased with this” < zuko about being gay]

like i mentioned re: the water tribes i have… some issues with the way the attitudes are described, especially the water tribes’, but i also think that’s just me with most of the comics as a whole lol. also, fun fact, there’s also been some trans rep added to the atlaverse via the new avatar legends game that’s coming out, including (if i’m not mistaken) a nonbinary person from the fire nation in… korra’s era? and a trans man from the northern(?) water tribe(?) in kyoshi’s(?) era? … let me double-check the pdfs and get back to you lol. but yes! all this is to say i think your idea is SUPER cool and if you didn’t already know this (apologies if you did, again, haha 😅) then i hope that it provides some cool new info to help flesh out your idea!! thank you for listening and thank you ms. leech for dealing with me talking to someone else through your askbox skdks 💖

Haha no problem! Askbox is always open 😂 And thank you for the additional info too!

#hair!anon #ficasks #wargames #allsfair

[angstyaches]

hi, flick! i’ve missed you, but i’m glad you had a good holiday!!

will you do 2, 13, 15, 16 and 28 from the oc question meme for henry, lucy and donnacha?

Ask Game

2. What are their favourite possessions? Why? (sentimentality, history, price, etc)

Henry's favourite possession is his P.C. setup, since it cost a lot of money and he built it himself, but also because it allows him the freedom to work remotely. He also has a very nice knitted blanket that he bought for himself when he first moved in, when he was doing better financially, and he makes a point of taking very good care of it.

Lucy actually doesn't find herself getting overly attached to her possessions. Everything she owns could be lost in a fire and she wouldn't really mourn anything. She'd be pissed that she'd have to start her flannel shirt and funky sunglasses collections from scratch, but that would be it.

Donnacha's favourite possession is simply his PlayStation 4. It brings him a lot of joy and stress relief, and also gives him a cosy rush of nostalgia for the good old days when he and his sister would wake up early to play games together, before rugby and school became the huge focuses of his life.

13. How forgiving are they? What do they consider unforgivable?

Henry is fairly forgiving. He's a deep thinker himself and he's always open to considering the viewpoints and philosophies of other people, and even if he doesn't fully agree with them, usually finds a way of seeing where they're coming from. The only thing he really finds unforgivable is discrimination fueled by hate.

Even though she's well-versed in human psychology and, like Henry, can often bring herself to understand other people very deeply, Lucy is an Olympic-level grudge holder when she wants to be. Someone truly betraying a friend or maliciously breaking a promise would do it for her.

Donnacha, being a sensitive soul whilst thinking he's the most aloof man on the planet, will religiously hold a grudge over any damage dealt to his feelings. If something is serious enough to have hurt him, in his mind, it must be something absolutely unforgivable, and he will be indignant about it until the end. He's been known to cut ties with friends (in school) because they said unfavourable things about his favourite sports players.

15. How good are they at conversation? Are they a small talk master, bad at initiating, etc?

Henry is blessed with the ability to convince anybody to talk endlessly about themselves, so when he's on dates or meeting someone for the first time, he comes off as extremely charming, whilst on the inside he's an anxious mess. He struggles to bring up or discuss heavy topics, though, and he'll stammer around the point for a long time before anyone realises what he's getting at.

Lucy is a social chameleon, doesn't embarrass easily, and can get a good read on someone within a few seconds of meeting them, so she can insert herself into or initiate any conversation imaginable. She usually avoids small talk and heads straight to the point with a firm voice that others find soothing.

Donnacha comes from the Irish countryside, where small talk about the weather and the crops and who's dead in the parish comes as natural as breathing, and he rarely struggles to strike up a conversation with anyone. He's also quite smooth at transitioning into more serious topics and getting to the point, though he does rush it sometimes.

16. What food do they absolutely hate?

Henry can't eat kebab meat after a terrible experience in the early days of living in the house. He also hates soup; he can't stand the feeling of "eating" something that's actually liquid.

Lucy hates olives, and has been known to throw a tantrum when their pizza place accidentally added olives one time. The flatmates refer to that night as Olive-geddon.

Donnacha hates a lot of things, honestly. He hates most kinds of fish, though he'll force it down if he has to. He's especially terrified of sushi, though he's never tried it. Trying new food puts him on edge; basically, venturing outside of the typical five or six meals he eats every week is unpleasant for him.

28. Describe their morning routine.

Henry's morning varies widely, depending on his work deadlines, levels of pain. If he's free or doesn't have a set/upcoming deadline, he usually sleeps right through the morning because he was up late, either gaming or watching shows or just being in pain. If he needs to start work early, he sets his alarm for thirty minutes before he needs to be up, just to prepare himself mentally and physically. He forces himself to walk to the shower, both to get his body moving and to wake up his brain. If he has the capacity, he brushes his teeth and/or shaves, but he does sometimes neglect these tasks. He then usually has just enough time to get dressed and towel his hair before he has to be in his desk chair.

Lucy has perfected the art of waking up at the last possible second and getting everything done in under ten minutes. She rolls out of bed and starts playing some music on her phone as she throws herself into some clothes (she showers at night). She brushes her hair or lets out her braids if she slept in them, ties it in a ponytail or a bun. Brushes her teeth at the kitchen sink because someone's usually in the shower. Makes herself a coffee in a mug (if she's staying in) or a travel cup (if she's heading out).

Donnacha has never broken the habit of waking up like he used to when his mother got him up for school. He wakes up an hour before he needs to leave for college, gets in the shower and shaves and brushes his teeth, then goes to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and either some toast or a bowl of cereal. He does all of this in under twenty-five minutes. So he ends up lying back on his bed or sitting on the couch, watching the news or just scrolling on his phone, until it's time to leave.

#Lucyverse Henry #Lucyverse Lucy #Lucyverse Donnacha #OC asks #OC stuff #ask game #ask meme #thank you anon these were fun! #I missed writing about this gang

[retainermcga]

Alexander's Motorcycle Diaries Episode 9 - Test Object into Test Subject

Bdsm / sexual Royal Psychology

"Alexander & Angelina on behalf of everyone at the Global Live Security Agency I want to apologi." "Neither of us accept apologies. New plan guys. I am sending orders we refuse to risk time reversal with Eternia ordering mission delay" Declared Angelina as she decidedly holds Alexander's hand in public for the first time.

"We at the GLSA need to address the swimsuit." "OH really asshole." Inserts Alexander with pause accepting his dominion will provide more words "triplicated test object event cycle kiss, swimsuit, lunch. Your dialog on approach identifies lack of preparation to both logistically and ethically introduce the topic. Now I am sending orders: We will change the test object into a test subject game test object game adancing our Royal Psychology."

A cell phone rings louder than usual. An agent places the phone on the conference room table. "This is a live call whom is speaking?" A loud first bite of the apple is heard and impressively loud chewing commences from the amplified phone volume as though eleven security and sound tests are being performed. "This is MOM Man or Machine. Response: Alexander is wrong as well. It was kiss, swimsuit off swimsuit on. His silent dialog further ordered us into position to takeover screens and begin training."

An agent screams out "Jesus christ someone call this outfit a wambulance!"

MOM responds "thank you for your resignation. These screens are popping onto a pornogrpahy set my operations has been planning this all day. Belladonna is on set available verbally say hi"

"Hey everyone it's a beautiful day in my neighborhood." A pithy cross reference to the Mister Roger's double bird meme training kit.

Alexander speaks " MOM when will the split screen turn on."

"As soon as you announce the test subject object or movement I will post the determinators. This is why we still held the live meeting and began with sending orders."

"Hey there cowboy you ready to whip this pawgs ass"

"I got whips and ropes I am out of jokes until I've given you pokes ten times tiffany into infinity."

Alexander mentally grabs the mic and speaks "her hat, her boots, and her knee high socks."

The screen populates three weeks delay, about 7 months delay, 329 days delay.

"The hat will be on her head while she is receiving head and we will see if she goes 8 seconds while giving head producer directed pussy licking following foreplay." Came over the conference line

"Enhencement if she takes the time to prop the hat or toss the hat end level." Spiked Alexander.

"Next Level is the boots make it through to hogtie or if her and the boots hang ten during her first anticipated cum from pussy licking. Or are they foreplay to reveal the knee high socks Alexander respond."

"I am starting with a gamble on this ramble with Belladonna onset and hogtie on the board I anticipate there is a good whipping warm up. Obviously to tie the bitch you need to remove the boots. That strap is worth a new Atlanta Hustle interplanetary connection line. The boots up in the air while cowboy whistles her along is the motorcycle are we no longer riding doubles on a side by side unqualified as quantified by the word motorcycle. If she takes them off during foreplay then we have a good rig. If they hold all the way into the hogtie and we win the gamble these will be Union grade Harley Davidsons."

MOM ends the orders "Atlanta Hustle third line will open with 360 variables the system accepts the Harley Davidson to Wynn wager."

The screen populates SOCKS values stars, stripes, Peanuts are black magic.

"Split this between Alexander and MOM."

"If it's Peanuts there will be three sock change designs no visual of performer changing clothes wil be noticed. Corporate licensing confirming this is for the riding gear necessary for the retail Harley Davidson motorcycles."

Belladonna "we made it to control - my ass can fit on the back of his, ready to play win."

"From the cue card: The performers were given three knee high socks to choose. Which is when we get into the video of the video of our body control test subject test object verification of certainty of outcomes."

Alexander closes with "stars means we have the rig. And stripes means new rig equals new design, Peanuts is a scale of opportunities and resources into two Harley Davidons at retail should we achieve excellence in Royal Pyschology and actual magic."

[fantasyoverreality98]

You pour over history and literature, searching for meaning - connection, that something that just resonates with you. You regale me with what you've learned today, about how movable type was found in China and Korea long before Gutenberg made his press, and I gaze into your eyes, memorizing your soft features that frame your face, studying you in your infinite state, wondering if in moonlight, is it possible for you to be even more lithe? I turn to your palms for answer, and find none.

Anon, I don’t even know how to respond to this, you’ve left me a bit speechless here

#and I mean that in a good way #what is this who is this why is this #damn this made me feel emotions #seriously I don’t know how to respond to this #what did I do to get this random ask today #it made my day though thank you for this #my ask #anon #just give me a minute #-insert hold on a second man meme-

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hi. on your post where you may or may not have ended on 'moffat is either your angel or your devil' did you have maybe an elaboration on that somewhere that i could possibly hear about. i'm very much a capaldi era stan and i've never tried to defend the matt smith era even though it had delightful moments sometimes so i wonder where that puts me. i'd love to hear your perspective on moffat as a person with your political perspective. -nicole

hi ok sorry i took so long to respond to this but i dont think you know how LOADED this question is for me but i am so happy to elaborate on that for you. first a few grains of salt to flavor your understanding of the whole situation: a. im unfairly biased against moffat bc im a davies stan and a tennant stan; b. i still very much enjoy and appreciate moffat era who for many reasons; and c. i hate moffat on a personal level far more than i could ever hate his work.

the thing is that its all always gonna be a bit mixed up bc i have to say a bunch of seemingly contradictory things in a row. for instance, a few moffat episodes are some of my absolute favorites of the rtd era, AND the show went way downhill when moffat took over, AND the really good episodes he wrote during the rtd era contained the seeds of his destruction.

like i made that post about the empty child/the doctor dances and it holds true for blink and thats about it bc the girl in the fireplace and silence in the library/forest of the dead are good but not nearly on the same level, and despite the fact that i like them at least nominally, they are also great examples of everything i hate about moffat and how he approached dw as a whole.

basically. doctor who is about people. there are many things about moffats tenure as showrunner that i think are a step up from rtd era who! actual gay people, for one! but i think that can likely be attributed mostly to an evolving Society as opposed to something inherent to him and his work, seeing as rtd is literally gay, and the existence of queer characters in moffats work doesnt mean the existence of good queer characters (ill give him bill but thats it!)

i have a few Primary Grievances with moffat and how he ran dw. all of them are things that got better with capaldi, but didnt go away. they are as follows:

moffat projects his own god complex onto the doctor

rtd era who had a doctor with a god complex. you cant ever be the doctor and not have a god complex. the problem with moffats era specifically is that the god complex was constant and unrepentant and was seen as a fundamental personality trait of the doctor rather than a demon he has to fight. he has the Momence where you feel bad for him, the Momence where he shows his humility or whatever and youre reminded that he doesnt want to be the lonely god, but those are just. moments. in a story where the doctor thinks hes the main character. rtd era doctor was aware that he wasnt the main character. he had to be an authority sometimes and he had to be the loner and he had to be sad about it, but he ultimately understood that he was expendable in a narrative sense.

this is how you get lines like “were the thin fat gay married anglican marines, why would we need names as well?” from the same show that gave you the gut punch moment at the end of midnight when they realize that nobody asked the hostess for her name. and on the one hand, thats a small sticking point, but on the other hand, its just one small example of the simple disregard that moffat has for humanity.

incidentally, this is a huge part of why sherlock sucked so bad: moffats main characters are special bc theyre so much bigger and better than all the normal people, and thats his downfall as a showrunner. he thinks that his audience wants fucking sheldon cooper when what they want is people.

like, ok. think of how many fantastic rtd era eps are based in the scenario “what if the doctor wasnt there? what if he was just out of commission for a bit?” and how those eps are the heart of the show!! bc theyre about people being people!! the thing is that all of the rtd era companions would have died for the doctor but he understood and the story understood that it wasnt about him.

this is like. nine sending rose home to save her life and sacrifice his own vs clara literally metaphysically entwining her existence w the doctor. ten also sending rose with her family to save her life vs river being raised from infancy to be obsessed w the doctor and then falling in love w him. martha leaving bc she values herself enough to make that decision vs amy being treated like a piece of meat.

and this is simultaneously a great callback to when i said that moffats episodes during the rtd era sometimes had the same problems as his show running (bc girl in the fireplace reeks of this), and a great segue into the next grievance.

moffat hates women

he hates women so fucking much. g-d, does steven moffat ever hate women. holy shit, he hates women. especially normal human women who prioritize their normal human lives on an equal or higher level than the doctor. moffat hated rose bc she wasnt special by his standards. the empty child/the doctor dances is the nicest he ever treated her, and she really didnt do much in those eps beyond a fuck ton of flirting.

girl in the fireplace is another shining example of this. youve got rose (who once again has another man to keep her busy, bc moffat doesnt think shes good enough for the doctor) sidelined for no reason only to be saved by the doctor at the last second or whatever. and then youve got reinette, who is pretty and powerful and special!

its just. moffat thinks that the doctor is as shallow and selfish as he is. thats why he thinks the doctor would stay in one place with reinette and not with rose. bc moffat is shallow and sees himself in the doctor and doesnt think he should have to settle for someone boring and normal.

not to mention rose met the doctor as an adult and chose to stay with him whereas reinette is. hm. introduced to the doctor as a child and grows up obsessed with him.

does that sound familiar? it should! bc it is also true of amy and river. and all of them are treated as viable romantic pairings. bc the only women who deserve the doctor are the ones whose entire existence revolves around him. which includes clara as well.

genuinely i think that at least on some level, not even necessarily consciously, that bill was a lesbian in part bc capaldi was too old to appeal to mainstream shippers. like twelve/clara is still a thing but not as universally appealing as eleven/clara but i am just spitballing. but i think they weighed the pros and cons of appealing to the woke crowd over the het shippers and found that gay companion was more profitable. anyway the point is to segue into the next point, which is that moffat hates permanent consequences.

moffat hates permanent consequences

steven moffat does not know how to kill a character. honestly it feels like hes doing it on purpose after a certain point, like he knows he has this habit and hes trying to riff on it to meme his own shit, but it doesnt work. it isnt funny and it isnt harmless, its bad writing.

the end of the doctor dances is so poignant and so meaningful and so fucking good bc its just this once! everybody lives, just this once! and then he does p much the same thing in forest of the dead - this one i could forgive, bc i do think that preserving those peoples consciousnesses did something for the doctor as a character, it wasnt completely meaningless. but everything after that kinda was.

rory died so many times its like. get a hobby lol. amy died at least once iirc but it was all a dream or something. clara died and was erased from the doctors memory. river was in prison and also died. bill? died. all of them sugarcoated or undone or ignored by the narrative to the point of having effectively no impact on the story. the point of a major character death is that its supposed to have a point. and you could argue that a piece of art could be making a point with a pointless death, ie. to put perspective on it and remind you that bad shit just happens, but with moffat the underlying message is always “i can do whatever i want, nothing is permanent or has lasting impact ever.”

basically, with moffat, tragedy exists to be undone. and this was a really brilliant, really wonderful thing in the doctor dances specifically bc it was the doctor clearly having seen his fair share of tragedy that couldnt be helped, now looking on his One Win with pride and delight bc he doesnt get wins like this! and then moffat proceeded to give him the same win over and over and over and over. nobody is ever dead. nobody is ever unable to be saved. and if they are, really truly dead and/or gone, then thats okay bc moffat has decided that [insert mitigating factor here]*

*the mitigating factor is usually some sort of computerized database of souls.

i can hear the moffat stans falling over themselves to remind me that amy and rory definitely died, and they did - after a long and happy life together, they died of old age. i dont consider that a character death any more than any other character choosing to permanently leave the tardis.

and its not just character deaths either, its like, everything. the destruction of gallifrey? never mind lol! character development? scrapped! the same episode four times? lets give it a fifth try and hope nobody notices. bc he doesnt know how to not make the doctor either an omnipotent savior or a self-pitying failure.

it is in nature of doctor who, i believe, for the doctor to win most of the time. like, it wouldnt be a very good show if he didnt win most of the time. but it also wouldnt be a very good show if he won all of the time. my point is that moffats doctor wins too often, and when he doesnt win, it feels empty and hollow rather than genuinely humbling, and you know hes not gonna grow from it pretty much at all.

so like. again, i like all of doctor who i enjoy all of it very much. i just think that steven moffat is a bad show runner and a decent writer at times. and it is frustrating. and im not here to convince or convert anyone im just living my truth. thank you for listening.

#sorry if this is repetitive or makes no sense or if i got some details of the show wrong #i simply couldnt be bothered to put too much effort into this post #lest it become a research paper and take me several weeks to answer #anyway thats all my opinions #dw #ok to rb

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight: [REDACTED] “Oh Goddamnit. DANNY!”

Prompt Creator: @mr-lancers-english-class

Even Danny’s school projects cause ghostly issues and Lancer really should have seen this coming.

Alright fine, Lancer knew this was a bad idea. He knew it. And yet... here they all are, with each of his students doing their self-chosen presentations. And as he should have expected, Every. Single. One. has been on Phantom. Sure at least there’s been some variety. Star’s piece on his fashion and how that reflects on his personality and the era he died was actually fairly interesting (if it wasn’t for the fact that Phantom spiced up his jumpsuit with t-shirts and whatnot sometimes then this would have been a very boring one). Kwan also surprised him some, apparently he’s spent the past year or so sneaking photos of Phantom eating and did a piece on Phantom’s rather peculiar food tastes (who dips their pickles in milkshakes???) as well as effectively providing proof for the existence of ectoplasmic food (there’s no way any earth apples are neon green on the inside). Dash’s wasn’t even correctly calculated, trying to figure out how far Phantom could throw footballs based on his known strength and if he could kill someone by tackling them (disturbingly the answer -regardless of Dash’s bad math- was decidedly yes. Daniel seemed particularly disturbed). And Paulina’s was quite literally a badly written self-insert ship fan fic; the added drawings of what their child would look like only made it worse (Daniel left, not that Lancer could blame him. Lancer’s also glad for the ghost fight interrupting the presentation). Emilie’s was... disturbingly about ghost hunger and purposed the thesis that Phantom, for the good of the town, should eat the aggressor ghosts (he actually had to cut her off for getting too graphic).

But the single most interesting thing was that a ghost apparently caught wind of this and literally Every. Single. Presentation so far had words that were permanently replaced with [REDACTED], which, needless to say, caused some chaos when Samantha gave the very first presentation.

-

Lancer clicked his pen, crossing his legs and resting the evaluation sheet on his thigh, “alright, Samantha. Feel free to start whenever you please, though soon would be preferred”, by ‘preferred’ he had meant required, but no need to be mean. He chooses to ignore the goth teen's eyeroll.

Predictably the projected screen doesn’t work when she opens her file so Lancer has to spend ten minutes fiddling with the outdated tech that they wouldn’t give the school funding to replace. Eventually, he does get it up and running showing Ms. Manson’s title screen reading ‘Phantom And Hate Crimes Against Blood Blossoms’. Lancer’s positive ‘blood blossoms’ are a type of flower, figures she would do something nature-focused. She’d make for a great herbalist or botanist someday. He does catch Daniel and Tucker giving her ‘death glares’, as the kids call it, though; Samatha doesn’t look any less smug. The second page has what he thinks was supposed to be a detailed drawing of a flower but it’s severely pixilated, almost as if it been blurred; Samantha looks visibly upset so he’s going to assume something when wrong with the file or pasting format. He’s not marking on artistic capabilities though, so effort is effort there.

She quickly clicks to the next page, where the actual writing of the assignment is and looks decidedly pissed; Lancer even quirks an eyebrow since at least two-thirds of the words are a very bold noticeable [REDACTED]. Lancer watches her yank out her physical copy while glaring with murderous intent at Daniel -Lancer will have to dock him marks if he messed with another student's project- before looking at the physical copy in bafflement for a few seconds. Half the class shrieking when she drops the papers and basically launches herself over the desks at Daniel, “OH YOU LITTLE FUCKER!!!! HOW THE FUCK!”.

Lancer’s sighs and stands, “language, Ms. Manson”, moving to pick up the papers and quirking an eyebrow over them looking the same. Sighing again and eyeing Daniel, who’s being choked -or throttled perhaps?- by Samantha yet is grinning innocently. “Daniel, messing with other students' work is against student policy”, sighing yet again, “and I’ll let Star go while Samantha fixes her document”, summoning up the blonde while glaring at Daniel. Some days that boy was more trouble than he was worth but he was also insanely bright and had a heart of gold. Lancer knows he’ll do good things someday, and that’s why he still tries with him.

Half the class is snickering or laughing now and Star is very clearly trying not to laugh as she sets up.

However, as soon as it opens up the class is met with a very familiar sight. [REDACTED] litters every single page; he checked. And Star’s physical copy was in the same state.

Kwan blinks, “okay seriously, what is going on”, before scrambling to grab out his own physical copy; the rest of the class going wide-eyed and following suit. Lancer just puts his head in his hands and sighs very audibly while shaking his head. Why could nothing go right? Sighing again as the class erupts into noise.

“Mines all weird too!”.

“Same here!”.

“Okay there is no way Fenturd messed up everyone’s work”.

“And I actually tried on mine! It was about the merits of Phantom getting armour!”.

“Oh damn do we just get auto hundreds now? Please please please say yes”.

“Oh damn, Phantom would actually look awesome in armour”.

“I know right”.

“Can we just skip class entirely now?”.

“Oh my Zone a ghost messed with or work”.

“Holy Shit”.

“Wait! Wait! Wait! You don’t think Phantom did do you?”.

“Why the heck would he do that? How would he even know??????”.

“Oh I hope Phantom was inside my computer. That would be so hot”.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe someone told him or he overheard shit. He’s a ghost, he can be invisible. Heck, he could be here, right now, invisible”.

“Invisible and laughing at us”.

“No! No! Hold up! What if he doesn’t want us writing about him or maybe someone wrote some sus shit and he just nerfed us all for good measure”.

“That would mean Phantom totally read my stuff, aw Hell yeah man. That was some boss shit”,

Lancer sighs and stands up, “alright that’s enough”, sighing again because why did this have to happen to him, ��and I apologies for blaming you earlier, Daniel”.

Samantha snaps, “oh no, I still blame him”, and continues glaring at the teen. Lancer suspects Samantha would continue blaming the boy even if it was firmly proven he wasn’t at fault.

Addressing the class again, “here’s what we’re going to do, you’re going to read off what of your projects you actually can and allude to the rest. Please reframe from repeating what you know was there beforehand as I’d rather not have whatever ghost responsible -Phantom or otherwise- come here pissed off”, glaring at few students who look slightly encouraged rather than discouraged by that prospect, “anyone who does will receive automatic zeroes”, ah and the encouraged looks have deflated. Good. Gesturing at Star, “you’re already up here, so do continue”. Better to not bring the clearly infuriated Samantha back to the front until she’s had some time to calm down.

Star nods and clears her throat, thankfully everyone quiets down. “O-okay, well, um”, gesturing at the screen, “I did my piece on Phantom’s sense of fashion and the cover image was one with him dressed in one of the Spook Sense stores meme shirts....”.

-

Lancer shakes away the memory, he honestly slightly regrets giving this project. But regardless right now is Daniel’s turn and Lancer is honestly slightly fearful of what his file is going to look like. Thankfully all their files were saved to his computer before the [REDACTED] debacle, so no one could go back in and edit theirs to add [REDACTED]’s for an easy grade. Lancer’s still not exactly sure how he’s supposed to mark assignments that were anywhere from one-fifth to one-third [REDACTED]. That word will be burned into his head after this grading period.

Lancer moves to find the boys file, but stares when clicking it crashes the computer. Not once. Not twice. But thrice. The fourth time rebooting the computer he inspects the file and is a bit dumbfounded, “Daniel, your entire file’s corrupted. The file type has even been changed to redacted, which I’m fairly sure, isn’t actually any possible file designation”. Everyone’s silent for a bit before bursting out into laughter.

“Just what the Zone did you write, Danny!”.

“Oh we so have to know what this is now”.

“Danny has the forbidden knowledge! We haft found him! The keeper of things forbidden and Ghostly! Haza!”.

“Ha! It was probably so lame that Phantom wanted to save him the embarrassment”.

Lancer sighs, but Daniel gestures Tucker up, “hey Tuck, feel like trying to fix the file”. Tucker chuckles and walks up, though apparently glaring at the boy. Based on Daniel’s smirk he finds this quite amusing.

Tucker does manage to make the file viewable at least. Lancer nods and leans back in his seat, “thank you, Mr. Foley”, while the file loads on screen.

Tucker sits back down with a head shake while Daniel stands at the front and gestures to the screen, “aight, as you can see from my not redacted title-”, that earns a couple laughs, “I did mine on Phantom’s portfolio of crime. Every single time our dear Phantom broke ghost law. Including such wonderful things as, that time he caused not one, not two, not even three, but five, prison breaks in one day. Or that time he invalidated a Observant spectator duel by bringing an inflatable sword”. Samantha slams a hand on her desk, “IT IS YOUR FAULT YOU DICK!”.

Lancer has some serious questions as Daniel clicks for the next page, the entire class going dead silent as a screen comprising of almost nothing but the word [REDACTED] shows. Lancer sighs very audibly. Eventually the class starts up again.

“Fenton... actually has forbidden knowledge”.

“If it wasn’t for the teacher computer saved thing I’d think he was fucking with us”.

“I mean... he is a Fenton, right?”.

“Okay the fact that this entire presentation is on ghost crimes is concerning alone. But they’re forbidden ghost crimes at that”.

“Shit I wanted the tea. Damnit”.

“Better question, how does Danny know?”.

Daniel clicking the button to go forward is very audible. And, Chicken Soup For The Soul, every single page is [REDACTED] to the point of being completely and utterly unintelligible. There are occasional lines pointing out how Phantom apparently ate confetti at a ghosts third wedding (which is apparently illegal for some reason) or that time he beat someone up with a violin that had a pie inside it (Lancer can see this one, Lancer himself has smacked a ghost with stranger).  Literally the only photo that isn’t blurred beyond recognition is one of Phantom in a prison uniform (Paulina was very vocal about liking men in uniform here). Lancer is absolutely positive the end of his conclusion ‘[REDACTED] are a bunch of [REDACTED]’ is an insult.

Samantha chucks a boot at his smirking face, “YOU IDIOT. Of course they were going to block you from talking about them. Ancients, I can’t believe you”. Tucker’s busy laughing into his hand.

“Oh my Zone, they know too”.

“They’re really earning that weirdo trio title, huh”.

Daniel snickers as he sits back down, “they broke into my room and wrecked that epic puzzle I was working on. They shoulda seen this shit coming. Literally”. Tucker snorts, “they probably did but couldn’t do anything else about it. They can’t stop you and your endless bullshit”.

“Damn fucking straight”.

Lancer isn’t going to claim to know what exactly they’re talking about but apparently Daniel effectively orchestrated this entire fiasco just to annoy some ghost. Lancer is honestly more impressed than disturbed. A for effort but an A- for making everyone's work nigh unusable.

End.

Prompt: For the last project of their senior year in high school, Mr. Lancer is letting his class do presentations on literally whatever topic they want. He is very, /very/ sure that this is going to go poorly, but that's a problem for later...

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[emblemxeno]

Xander and Fandom Reaction

I can talk about Xander all day, but in terms of fandom reaction to him one of the things that always gets me is how during the second (or technically third) chapter of the game, he-with not much hesitation-goes to fight Corrin in order to kill Kaze and Rinkah... and somehow the “story version” of him is what’s not consistent, or the main problem with him because “he’s so nice and cool in his supports.”

You play this chapter before you unlock supports. You don’t have the (incorrect) knowledge that he’s “wiser and braver than he was as a child, so now he can stand up to Garon”. You don’t have the lines where he suddenly talks back to Garon and talks badly about him behind his back during the story chapters. But then you do get to those chapters, and you realize, wait a minute; if this is how you really feel, then why during chapter 2 were you not like that before?

The answer is that it’s not how he really feels. Xander would never say those things, not in reference to Garon and certainly not to his face. Xander is not your perfect, supportive nii-san who loves You unconditionally but is forced to hold the idiot ball against all logic because “blah blah blah Fates writing bad.” No, he’s an incredibly traumatized man with suicidal thoughts, who was complicit in lying to his kidnapped sibling all their life, who dealt with family members and retainers dying around him all the time, who is familiar with the feeling of having to fight and probably kill his loved ones for disobeying Garon, who is quite literally too stressed and anxious to tell everyone not to be scared of him because, yeah, he’s really fucking scary. And this is the hell he’s lived with for years. Years. And his response to all this is to continue living it, in hopes that it can get better-that his father can get better-despite all signs saying it won’t. What’s another response he has to this? Killing himself by forcing Corrin to fight him. Xander is not a paragon of princely duty, supportiveness and compassion, he is an intimidating mess of anxiety and trauma who is always on edge.

It’s why the final chapters of Conquest are fucking powerful, because he breaks free and chooses to live and fight back. Years of him saying “it’ll be better tomorrow” and chapters of you the player seeing him in denial and suffering just as much as Corrin and the other siblings, he’s able to break out and grow stronger once he sees undeniable proof that his father is gone, that what’s left is a monster who took the worst parts of Garon and shifted them into overdrive. His growth is the catalyst for the Yato evolving again.

And I can drag on about Treehouse again because they are quite literally to blame for this, but god at this point, it’s not even the just fact that it’s another one of their many screw ups. It’s the fact that fans saw Xander being inconsistent every other chapter (among other issues with the localized script) and instead of thinking “oh maybe it has something to do with the team that inserted memes into the game, cut out character dialogue, rewrote other characters into caricatures and couldn’t even be bothered to do the last batch of DLC therefore also negatively impacting western players gameplay wise”, we got “well the game is just written badly” or “obviously it’s cuz there were multiple scenario writers, too many cooks in the kitchen and all that” or “the writers cared more about fanservice than making a good plot after Awakening”.

Ugh.

#fire emblem #fire emblem fates #xander fire emblem #marx fire emblem #fe14 #fire emblem if #rant #storytelling #nohr #nohr siblings #camilla fire emblem #leo fire emblem #elise fire emblem #corrin fire emblem #tw suicide mention

[blueluneacy]

Twisted wonderland asks? *slams table* can i get Malleus x reader, where the reader is able to get their own GaoGao dragon and Malleus is doing the *insert heavy breathing* meme and lowkey freaking out cuz they can be friends and also lowkey falls for the reader even more for being wholesome af?

I love your excitement, haha

Malleus definitely is the oblivious type to me! Everyone makes him as big bad, but honestly I see him as super stupid when it comes to being in love, haha

no warnings! just soft

Malleus quickly turned his head to the sound of beeping. He almost instantly checked his pocket, but he knew the faint sound couldn’t be from his. After all, it was too far away, and accompanied by such innocent laughter. He paused as he looked over, seeing you sitting with something in your hands and smiling. Well, this was odd. Malleus usually saw you around but you usually weren’t alone. You at least had that cat with you, right? But here you were, sitting by yourself and looking into an object in your hands. When Malleus got closer, he instantly recognized it and smiled.

“What did you name yours?” He asked. You looked up with an expression of shock, but it quickly softened into something lighter.

“Ah, I haven’t decided yet!” You said. You were always so much calmer around Malleus than other people. It seemed like your lack of magic made it so you didn’t quite pick up on the powerful aura that Malleus seemed to give off that scared other students, even some of his own dorm mates away. He appreciated that. Something about your naivety, the lack of knowledge you had about the rules of this world were comforting. You never shied away like so many others did.

“How long have you had it then?” He asked. For him, he named his Gao Gao Dragon almost instantly. It was a silly name from when he was younger, but still.

“Ah, well… A few hours ago, I guess?” You laughed sheepishly. “It’s super similar to something I had as a kid. I didn’t think you guys would have them. I saw one, secondhand, at the store and I just… Well, I’ve never been the best with money, I guess.” You told him. Malleus smiled, leaning over to look at yours. It was… Awfully cute. It was an adult little blue dragon, with small little horns and wings. He chuckled a bit at the sight of it. 

“It’s alright.” Malleus pulled out his own, showing it. Immediately, you looked in shock. It was well taken care of and super cool looking. 

“Woah… I can only dream of mine looking like that! Man, you’re always so cool, Tsunotarou!” You laughed. And there it was, the least cool nickname that you could give a man, and yet he still smiled over it. There was something about it that was a good deal more comforting than the fearful “Lord Malleus” that he was accustomed to.

“You really think it’s cool?” He asked. You grinned and nodded, before remembering something you had seen online about Gao Gao Dragons. You gently tapped the side of yours against Malleus’ and giggled.

“Come on, I hear that like this they can go over to each other’s little homes and be friends!” You told Malleus, watching excitedly as your little dragon started to walk on over to Malleus’ and they began to interact. And once again, Malleus was shocked by your forwardness, the way you had leaned in and gotten closer to him. It was a good thing you couldn’t detect how his heart started beating faster or the red that started to dust his pale face. You just smiled and watched the two little dragons interact in awe.

“Wow, yours is way bigger than mine. I guess it makes sense, with how much taller than me you are.” You told him, before gasping and pointing. “Look! They’re becoming friends!” You exclaimed, grabbing onto Malleus’ arm with excitement. Malleus just looked and blinked. He took a moment before responding with a hum.

“Well, that’s good. It would make sense, considering our own personalities mesh quite fine.” Malleus felt like he was taking a risk when saying that. What if you disagreed? But, you agreed wholeheartedly quite quickly.

“Yeah! I guess that’s a good way to think about it. I don’t think mine really acts like me yet, but yours sort of does.” You teased, pointing at Malleus’ dragon. “It’s big and aloof. No one ever knows what it’s thinking. Some people might even find it scary.” You told him. Malleus felt his heart droop. He knew that some people found him scary. But, did you? Did you fear him too? 

“Ah… I see.” He responded. Although he was doing his best to hide it, you noticed and immediately started to clarify.

“Ah, but your dragon also has a soft side. See?” You pointed to Malleus’ dragon nuzzling against yours and smiled. “I’m sure your dragon is also a really good friend. I sure think you are.” You watched as Malleus almost instantly perked up at your words. Good. Something in you hated to ever see Malleus upset, even if it was over something entirely miniscule. Malleus smiled, starting to become used to the closeness the two of you adopted as his heart began to slow. He noticed how you talked about your little dragon with such excitement, even asking Malleus for tips on how to care for it to make your dragon as “cool” as his. 

When the bell rang, he almost felt sad when your eyes widened.

“Oh god, is it really that late already? God, Crewel is going to kill me!” You got up and pulled her Gao Gao Dragon away from Malleus’, shoving the toy into your pocket. “Um, I’ve got to go! Thanks for hanging out with me, but I’m super late to class right now!” You told him. Malleus gasped as you got up and started to leave him, instinctive reaching out and grabbing onto your arm. You looked back in bewilderment as Malleus looked at you, seemingly in the same amount of shock you were. He took a long moment before answering.

“Ah, can we do this again sometime? Show each other our dragons, I mean.” He asked. You blinked at him before smiling.

“Yeah, of course! Feel free to come over tonight, I’ll show you my progress.” You told him. The second bell rang, and you immediately went into panic. “The warning bell already?! God, this is terrible!” You pulled away from Malleus, running off in hopes of getting to your class before you really were about to be murdered for being late. Malleus just watched you run off, holding a hand to his chest. As he watched you run, his heart rate started to increase again. Maybe he would have to ask Lillia what exactly such a feeling meant. After all, he had never experienced anything like it before.

He had never been so sad to watch someone leave, while being so excited to be able to see them again before.

#Anonymous #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus/reader #malleus draconia/reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst/reader #twisted wonderland/reader #sfw

[infinitegalahad]

GENERATION KILL: COMFORTING THERE PARTNER

"This is just me formally submitting a request for that gk boys offering their own forms of comfort fic/ headcanon/ thoughts wtevr. Lol just as a reminder. 😀"@theboardwalkbody

Gif Credit: @ymagor

A/N: You're wish is my command, homes❣️ Here's a little change of pace! @theboardwalkbody inspired this post (and asked it!), so thanks for the Inspo friend! 🤩 I'm doing this for BoB and TP because I'm going through a slight writer's block and instead of thinking about long descriptions, I just wanna so head canons that get a little out of hand. I hope this isn't too ooc😔 Reader has *inserted mental illness* btw, it's up for interpretation! ALSO GN! READER! Enjoy!

Taglist: @theboardwalkbody @contrabandhothead

Masterlist

NATE FICK-

Nate's a calculated person. He can see the patterns in people, things, etc. Like how his father's eyebrows wrinkle when he's excited, or when his mother likes to prep a meal from vegetables to the main course. So when you're happy, sad, whatever-he knows it, and you don't even have to tell him.

He'll come home and see you. He knows that you've heard him calling you're name, but you don't move. He looks all over the house and finds you inside of your tub, just sitting there with no response. The water is running, and your clothes and hair are soaked.

So in an attempt to not disrupt your peace, Nate climbs in and sits next to you. You look over and he's stares at you. Just as your about to speak, he beats you to it.

"I'll get you a towel and some clothes."

And then, he just leaves. You hear the door quietly shut, and you blink for a few seconds. What the hell just happened? It snapped you out of your depressive trance. Now instead of feeling sad-you just were confused.

So you hear the door lightly open again and then close. After a few more minutes of soaking, you get out and see a towel and a set of clothes that are most certainly not yours. It's Nate's Dartmouth Lacrosse sweater and a pair of underwear-he knows you too well.

So you exit the bathroom and you see Nate, putting two cups down of you're favorite tea

And he's got that face. You know the face were he's like ☹️

"Hey, c'mere."

The two of you climb into bed with eachtoher. He throws one of those ugg blankets over you. You rest his head in his chest and he pats your head. There's a silence, until Nate says, "Do you wanna walk about it."

Normally, you'd say no and he'd read you a book you're reading or hold you as you cry, but this time, it's different.

"Yeah, I do. You won't judge, right?"

Nate tilts you chin up, and he's got a tired smile on his face.

"Why would I?"

BRAD COLBERT-

Brad may appear horrible with emotions and reading the room...in which he isn’t

Okay, scratch that. He tries to understand them, it’s just hard for him to give advice and use words to comfort you. He feels like he’s walking on glass, But sometimes, you just need him psychically more then anything.

When you storm out of a room when Chaffin makes a comment on your weight, Brad takes a few minutes to think what he should do.

Normally, he’d just leave you be, but he’s gotta do something. Getting up, he follows you down the hallway. You’re not far, and he’s calling you’re name.

You stop in the hallway, wiping the tears coming down toye face. Brad turns you around with his hands on your shoulder. He’s got a blank face on as he looks at you, seeing your red face and the tears.

While you sob and stutter, he fixes the collar of your shirt, tucks your hair behind your ear, which is normal. He likes to neaten you up to make you feel better.

But he starts to use his thumb, wiping the tears coming down your face. You shocked as he cups your face, making you look into those icy cold eyes. He looks like the Iceman, cold and emotionless, but what he says very Brad.

“You’re beautiful.”

Then he pulls you into a tight grasp. He’s a whole foot taller then you, and you like the way he snakes his hands around his waist and slightly lifts off you your feet. His sheer presence is intimating, but for you; comforting. 

RAY PERSON-

THIS MAN. although a hick with a big mouth, he does know when to shut up and can read you’re emotions like the back of his hand.

He can just see the sadness swelling in your eyes and the way you pick at the foot at your plate and avoid all of needs for cuddles in bed. Heck, it’s making Ray sad.

So he does what he does best-not shutting up, well-about things he likes about you.

“Man! Look at my hot girlfriend/wife! There reading books by the liberal media, total smartie here! Oh! And they have a degree from-“

Ray will also beg for to your attention and follows you around like a puppy. Like you’ll be sitting on the couch and he’ll come rest his head on your lap. You ignore him, but he starts to twist and quote random movies so you finally give in.

Is Ray annoying? Yes. But did he make you smile? Also yes.

Also Ray is a cook, and knows all of your favorite meals. Of course, he sets the table, lights a few Mantown candles (yes there real google them), and comes to serve your meal with two plates.

“The most beautiful man/woman I have ever seen, the love of my life, the apple of my eye, the Avril to my Bizzy D-you’re hot pockets.”

It makes you laugh, which makes Ray happy. He feeds off of that attention. You sit in Ray’s lap, eating hot pockets, and watching The Best Damn Tour. You lean on Ray’s shoulder, and he leans right back.

POKE ESPERA-

Alexa play Whatta Man’ by Salt-N-Peppa BECAUSE! WHAT! A! MAN!

Poke is one tough mofo. He embodies the meme of “Good morning to my beautiful wife/husband and child everybody else get fucked”.

But like every baddie; baddie’s gotta have soft spots for there bitches. He has two; you and his daughter. And oh god he’s love the two of more then anything in the world.

Poke knows you and his daughter well enough. His daughter first notices that your not as enthusiastic and bubbly, and then she tells Poke. But Poke already knows because he’s observant and very in touch with his emotions.

So when he’s a work; he thinks and does a lot of self reflection. He wonders why you’re upset. Did he cause it? What can he do to make it better? He asks all the guys for advice, and even his own daughter.

An idea strikes! Poke’s got a lot of anger, so his therapist told him to express his emotions by journalling. But Poke learns that it helps him get everything out of system, so he’s a secret writer. Heck, he even likes poetry; and would kill anyone if they’d find out.

While off at work, small letters start to appear across you’re house. Some are long, some are short, but there sweet and make you’re day.

“I held the stars in my arms wen I held you”

“I can’t wait to kiss you.”

“Your eyes stole all of my words away”

And the covers of the notes are done by Poke’s daughter, covered in glitter and Lisa Frank stickers.

You confront Poke about this “mysterious pen pal” and Poke is like “I mean, your lips do sound tempting”

You know it’s Poke, and he knows it, but there’s something about the mystery that is very romantic.

WALT HASSER-

Here comes our favourie country pumpkin

Now let me say. This man LOVES you more then anything the world

Doesn’t wanna show you off (but he does)

So when you’re the slightest bit sad, Walt is even sadder then you are

Walt is someone that lives to receive attention, and also he’s someone that likes to give it. Especially to the love of his life!

Walt gives you things you actually need, and nothing that is materialistic. Growing up, his parents had a healthy relationship, and the apple clearly doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Waits on you hand and foot. A back massage? Done. A fuzzy blanket? Right on it! A specific burger from a joint that is thirty minutes away at three in the morning? Walt’s driving like a manic just for you. You have the man’s undivided attention.

“Walt?”

He stops whatever he’s doing and runs over, getting on his knees, “Yeah, what’s up baby?”

“Can you sing the song? Y’know, our song?”

Walt nods his head, now an eager puppy, and gets his gutair to play the song he wrote especially for you. And this is making me realize how painfully single I am oh my

RUDY REYES-

Rudy has an iv of respect woman/men juice. He always understands the assignment-and desires extra credit.

So whenever you’re down in the dumps, Rudy will drop everything and drag you into the car to go walk on his favorite trail. It’s ten miles long, but Rudy is a fitness freak.

First, you hate doing it. But the more you talk these long walks, the more you begin to enjoy it.

Sometimes there silence. Rudy won’t speak force you to talk. Talking is stressful, and Rudy will wait until you’re ready. The two of you holds hands, and Rudy has such a calming presence. It’s really hard to get angry at him.

You finally speak and tell Rudy you’re problems, and he listens and doesn’t interrupt. He’s got a hand on you’re lower back, or on your thigh. He’s basically you’re emotional support teddy bear and will always be a lending ear, or a total cuddle monster.

Rudy has the best advice as well. It’s always some yoga shit, but damn, those breathing  exercises do actually help.

EVAN “Q-TIP” STAFFORD-

Oh Q-Tip. My feral goblin son😭

I love him, but sometimes-things can fly over his head.

But when you start to ignore him and hide away from him, he begins to notice. And he HATES IT.

Like Christianson will ask him if he’s okay and he’ll literally quote a 2pac song and be like,

“I would drop all my girls for you, Walk barefoot 'round the world for you, Fly around like the birds for you, Thats why I wrote these words for you..”

Lilley is like “Brah we gotta help a homie out”

So the three stooges create Lovegate. The mission? to make Q-Tip’s partner happier.

Q-Tip is very artistically inclined. So with Christenson’s editing skills and Lilley’s camera, Q-Tip writes you a song and does a whole music video.

The man rents out a movie theatre venue just to show you. Of course, you’re blown away. It’s horrible and you can taste the autotone, BUT IT’S THE EFFORT THAT COUNTS. and q-tip has that smile on. you know what i’m talking about!

Doc Bryan walks in on the two of you making out and is pissed since all he wanted to do was see the re-screening of Bridemaids but NO, Q-Tip just had to rent out a theatre to show his partner a music video about them and then make out.

He see’s Lilley, who’s recording and asks to interview what Doc’s opinion on the music video, and this is what he’s says.

“I think my ears bled, but thank fuck those two aren’t acting like emo’s.”

DOC BRYAN-

The gif has a purpose. Trust me. SPEAKING OF THE MAN OF THE HOUR

Bryan, like Poke, is a very observant guy. He’s an angry motherfucker, and even a little insensitive, but ever since dating you; he’s tried to change.

He hates the world. People are shitty, and it makes him feel shitty that you’re sad because when you feel shitty, he’s in a shitter mood then he’s usually in

Knowing that his words might sound a little harsh, Byran knows how to distract you. Without words. After all, he didn’t work out for nothing.

Long hugs are you’re thing. The two of you will run into eachother, find a private place, and he’ll just wrap his arms around you. His big arms are protective, and he’s warm, and you just sink into him.

Sometimes, you’ll fall asleep. Byran sometimes will fall asleep with you, other times he’ll gently lay you down and put a blanket with a gentle forehead kiss.

When you cry in his arms, he’ll wipe the tears away. He can feel them against his arm, and he doesn’t know what to do. Crying girls/guys are not his speciality.

But when you squeeze his arm back, to let you know what your there and that you love him, Byran will freeze. He has no idea what to next with words. He’ll put his hand over yours, and turns out; it works well.

After this is all over, he’ll check up on you and ask you simply if you’re okay. You respond with a smile. Byran isn’t one for smiles, but for you, he shows a subtle smile back. Just to let you know.

#carrie writes #carrie’s headcanons #generation kill #nate fick #brad colbert #ray person #poke espera #walt hassar #rudy reyes #evan stafford #doc bryan #generation kill x reader #generation kill headcanons #generation kill imagine #hbo war

[norcumii]

for the ask meme: Rex/Obi or pairing/characters of choice - Werewolf/vampire AU / Sick/injured / Stranded Due to Inclement Weather / Huddling for warmth

For this trope mashup meme.

This was CLEARLY influenced by seananmcguire's Newsflesh series, which was the last zombie related media I interacted with, and I regret NOTHING.

(Meanwhile, much worldbuilding was done by Dogmatix, who I was foolish enough to let near the plunnies again ^_^)

*****

The problem with zombies, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but muse, was that they stopped thinking. Oh, there was some low-level intelligence left in there, but it was mostly focused on consuming the living. Not tactics, for the most part, not unless the bastards were very fresh or in large enough groups, but that also meant that when some brilliant asshole declared “oh, the zombies wouldn’t/couldn’t ever do that,” no one consulted the zombies.

Thus, an early morning patrol in an area that “never saw more than one or two zombies” turned into a clusterfuck retreat. Though ‘patrol’ was rather a gross overstatement for just the two of them taking an idle walk because some days, Rex was too jittery for sleep and too damn self-sacrificing to admit that he missed early morning runs.

There was always enough fog coming in from the river that they should have been fine.

There also shouldn’t have been an entire pack of at least a dozen, dozen and a half zombies in the area. Where the fuckers had even come from was an unpleasant mystery.

“Rex?” Obi-Wan murmured into the man’s ear. “Are you with me?” he asked as if he couldn’t make out the glacially slow beat of his heart.

Rex groaned, head lolling to nestle further in the crook of Obi-Wan’s neck. He mumbled something that was probably a curse, which left Obi-Wan in the unenviable position of having to close his eyes and take his own steadying breath. Yes, on the one hand he did have an unfairly attractive boyfriend draped across his lap, straddling his hips and feeling like he was several seconds away from some serious necking.

On the other, they were also treed a good thirty feet above a pack of damned zombies, which had already tried seriously munching on Rex, and ‘necking’ could have serious consequences when one of them was an actual vampire.

Speaking of. Obi-Wan shifted in the cautious little jig in an attempt to nudge Rex more to the left. If he could just free up his arm enough, then he could move around while not tossing them off the tree stand or dislodging the thick emergency poncho that was the only thing keeping Rex from turning into a charred crisp. It was not sized for two, but there hadn’t been time to be more careful and drape it over just Rex instead of just plonking it down over the two of them.

“If you refuse to leave base again without your entire damned armor because of this, I’m going to be very put out,” Obi-Wan informed him, getting another incoherent unhappy noise. The armor was good at keeping the soldiers bite free – not that they needed to worry about the zombification business, but it still hurt them and fed the damn undead. It was also effective at keeping the soldiers touch starved and isolated in ways Obi-Wan had difficulty standing.

Another careful shift, and he could just barely dig out one of the small, squishy packs he kept in his jacket for emergencies.

Since his luck was shit, as soon as he pulled it free, the bastard caught on a loose thread, and with his claws he didn’t dare grab too hard for it, and down it tumbled. One of the zombies lunged, snapping at it, and blood exploded all across the remains of the bastard’s face.

Not being too intelligent, the rest of the pack turned on it immediately. Obi-Wan tried to tune out the disgusting carnage, being much more careful on his second attempt. He didn’t have many packets to spare. This one, he managed to juggle up in front of Rex’s face, jostling it a little. “Here. Drink,” he ordered, hoping that would be sufficient. He hated trying to insert the little sippy straws – Anakin had loved juice pouches back as a child, and they’d had similar fiendish straws. Anakin had learned how to insert the little bastards without a problem, but he always asked Obi-Wan to do it for him – because Obi-Wan had never quite managed to master the process, and Anakin was a damned brat.

Bad enough when it was juice.

One way or another, Rex was conscious enough to shift and bite down on the plastic packet. It was always a wonder to watch the soldiers’ regenerative powers at work. As the level of mostly artificial plasma lowered, color drained back into Rex’s face, the nasty burns along truly unfair cheekbones fading as muscle and skin reknit. He could smell the distressing blood-and-raw-meat stench fading, and only then did he start to relax.

When things had started to go to hell around the globe, the powers that be had huddled together around their failing infrastructure and went looking for fantastical solutions to unnatural problems. Obi-Wan could only imagine the levels of exhaustion and terror that had led someone to the conclusion that vampires might be immune to the infections that spread the zombie virus. The sheer potential of that going horribly wrong was at least one movie franchise long, if not several, yet somehow they’d dedicated enough science to make artificial vampires. Oh, technically it wasn’t vampirism, but ‘drank blood, super fast and strong, sunburn to death within minutes, resting vitals dropping down far enough to pass as dead’ was close enough for everyone but petty bureaucrats and pedantic assholes.

Even at the time, Obi-Wan had cynically noted how that meant both a short leash, and a strong vested interest in keeping as many people from going zombie as possible. He’d also noted the infuriating demographics of those who were selected for and survived the process of becoming vampires.

He tried not to think on that much nowadays, because the heightened blood pressure and carnage bothered Rex.

The packet slurped dry in a way that always raised Obi-Wan’s hackles, then Rex blinked up at him a few times in confusion. “You’re fuzzy,” Rex accused.

“That’s called a beard, dear,” Obi-Wan drawled in his most obnoxious tone, pretending he didn’t also have fur sprouting most places, nor the partial muzzle of a transformation enough to give him speed and jumping ability enough to get to one of the safe perches they’d set up weeks ago.

The Powers That Be might have created vampires, but they had also somehow missed the small but stubborn population of entirely naturally occurring werewolves (and affiliated were-creatures) around the world. Some, like Obi-Wan and his pack, were doing their damndest to both keep a low profile and help the poor bastards trying to protect the last of humanity.

Some, like Obi-Wan, might have become unwisely open to certain non-lycanthropes due to unfortunate feelings – not that Obi-Wan was ever about to complain about that.

Either his sarcastic tone or the guttural noises of thwarted zombies sank in, because Rex stiffened and glared down. “Fuck!” he hissed, thighs clenching in a way that Obi-Wan both very much did and very much did not appreciate. His eyes damn well crossed at the wiggle that followed – he could only guess that Rex was going for a weapon that he didn’t have.

“Stop that!” he snarled, letting the wolf out a little more. He needed the muscle and mass to keep Rex in place, longer paws digging into the tree trunk for a slightly more secure hold that was notgroping his idiot boyfriend.

His idiot boyfriend leveled a flat, unimpressed look at him. “Really?” Rex grumped. His eyes flicked down, then back up. “Right now?”

“So sorry, but some of us don’t need to ingest extra blood to get it up, and under less fraught circumstances this might be my idea of a good time.” He tried for a drawl, but it was much more strained than he meant. Oh well, it wasn’t like Rex didn’t know he could be ridiculous. And it really wasn’t intentional.

“Less fraught meaning less zombies?”

“And less daylight.” Obi-Wan didn’t mean for his tone to turn sharp, either, but it did even as he very carefully wrapped his arms tighter around Rex. He made certain not to disturb the poncho, but he, at least, wanted the reassurance. He still wasn’t over the terror of having to go mostly wolf to grab Rex from the pack he was trying to slow down, nor the horror of slinging him over a shoulder to go pelting through the trees. Madcap desperation to find a tree stand before a foggy dawn was not his idea of fun. “Your life is worth a hell of a lot more than an inconvenient hard on.”

Rex huffed a laugh, leaning in to rest his cheek against Obi-Wan’s. “Stop being charming.”

“I’m afraid that’s going to happen approximately never. So sorry.”

For a moment, it was just them – two idiots cuddled together, healthy and alive on a genuinely beautiful, bright Spring morning.

Then a terrible gurgling noise broke the moment, and Rex glanced down at the pack still mingling around the tree, groaning their displeasure at not remembering how to climb. “Was that a zombie?” he asked, as if he damn well didn’t know the truth.

“Shapeshifting burns calories,” Obi-Wan reminded him primly. “As does marathon sprints lugging around idiots like potato sacks.”

“That explains the bruises on my stomach,” he muttered, shifting about to rummage in one of Obi-Wan’s pockets. “Jerky?”

“Please.” All in all, now that matters were calmer, Obi-Wan almost hoped that a rescue would take its sweet time. This was almost nice – all things considered.

~end

#meme #trope mashup #My writing #star wars #Rex/Obi #vampire #werewolf #zombie #i now can't stop seeing this puppy!Anakin addicted to capri sun #i might have been that jerk in the cafeteria who could get into those 9 times out of 10 without incident #I had useful skills back in the day #still taking prompts if folks are curious

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Class 1-A relationship headcanons

Part 2 - https://cherry-cake-pies.tumblr.com/post/640893672076001280/class-1-a-relationship-headcanons

Part 1 - https://cherry-cake-pies.tumblr.com/post/640877154337538048/mha-relationship-headcanons-class-1-a

Fluff

Mezou Shouji

Best hugs ever

I mean what else is he gonna do with all those arms? Fight villains?

Y/n is the only one who can call him by his first name

Shouji is super tall and y/n just calls him “Mezou McTallMan”

He has like 5 million IQ and plays chess with y/n and they just sit their feelin stupid cause they keep losing

Shouji and Tokoyami are best friends and then when him and y/n get together all three of them are best friends and it’s adorable

Y/n never really cared about the mask but was like “hey you don’t need to take it off if you don’t wanna”

And it melted Shouji’s heart that they were fine with it

Thier hair is always ruffled because of how much he messes with it

They just don’t bother anymore

He doesn’t like getting to much attention so for events they have little at home/ in the dorm party’s with just a few other kids

He 100% takes advantage of how scary he can look

If someone is trying to get at y/n he will look at them with the most haunting glare in the world

(*cough* Mineta *cough* *cough*)

Kyouka Jirou

Rockin out to rock but also crappy 2000’s pop music at three am

Jirou will just be sitting beside y/n as they mess with her lobes

Y/n is as much as a crackhead as the rest of the Bakusquad so they all get along great

Bakugo has almost stabbed both of them for kissing in public and being affectionate in public

Coming back to the dorms all sweaty from going to a concert and jumping around for four hours straight

Has the hardest time trying to teach y/n how to play everything because it hurt their ~delicate fingers~

Leaning on each other’s backs and listening to music sharing ear buds 😫

Getting records and hanging them on each other’s walls and painting them if they don’t like the songs 💜

She has a ton of vintage art/ band hoodies and they just share them at some point because they keep stealing them from each other

Going to the arcade with Denki and Kirishima and whoever else wants to come

Y/n always says Jirou has a “out shine the stars smile” and she becomes a blushing mess every time

She’s not very good at comforting :(

She tries tho

She’s great honestly

Hanta Sero

He asks y/n if he annoys them and y/n legit feels so bad like “I love u so much don’t you dare think that>:(“

He likes saving up for dates and going to fancy restaurants and stuff but he’s fine with small inexpensive dates

They’ve gone to sixflags at least ten times and they have definitely broke a whole ride from messing around with his tape

That couple where even before they were dating they were dating

Jokingly kissing each others hand/ cheeks, cuddling up to each other, always asking if the other was going somewhere too, that kinda stuff

Hammock cuddles

I think you understand

Prank war in the whole dorm and y/n and Sero are the kings (or queens) (or non-binary royalty) of it

Bakugo has declared war on them multiple times but never goes on it because of how hard they go

Everyone has said it, you know it

Spider man kisses

He has almost passes out from the blood rushing to his head before

if Mineta walks up to y/n from behind he will tape him up and they can’t have a normal conversation without Sero glaring at him

So many inside jokes

Once y/n put his hair in a bun or something and he was like :0 “oh my god there’s a world without hair in ur face”

Sometimes either of them will sneak in the others dorm in the morning before they wake up and put sunglass on them or draw on their face

“This reminds me of u” insert simp meme

This boy will make sure y/n is always holding his werid long lanky hands

They teach Todoroki what “Yeet” means and now they all use it all the time unironically

Fumikage Tokoyami

👏head 👏scratchys 👏

Y/n has to get him a nightlight so Dark Shadow doesn’t go wild in the middle of the night

Huge edge lord y/n is his only soft spot

Watch dumb vampire movies

They binged all the Twilight movies in one night and everyone makes fun of them for kinda unironiclly liking it

I know Halloween is only really a american thing but they 100% have Halloween party’s at the dorms

They’d set up the whole thing

Y/n gets him black nail polish and skull rings and edgy everything

He has a box that takes up like half his closet of just gifts from y/n

He doesn’t do gifts as much as just spending time with y/n

He does love the gifts tho

Give each other plenty of space

Just say “hey I wanna be alone for a bit” and he’ll be gone in a second

He’s always the little spoons cause he’s scared of peaking their eyes out accidentally

They didn’t keep the relationship a secret they just aren’t very physically affectionate to each other

So one day Shouji is like “oh are you crushing on y/n? Like you are really nice to them and they give you stuff”

And he sits there like “dude we’ve been together for months how do you not know”

And then they are like maybe we should announce it just to make sure? So they do that and the whole class is in shock that they were together for so long and no one noticed

Jokingly calls Tokoyami “Emo Peacock” 

You can’t tell me they try to do the Waltz as a joke but get really into it and do it whenever they hear any music now

Jirou could literally be playing hard core rock or heavy metal and they’ll be doing the waltz to it

Dark Shadow low key feels like a third wheel sometimes but then y/n give him a tight hug and he feels appreciated

Shouto Todoroki

Feeding the simps

So ya know that thing in the notes app where you can share notes? Yeah they share one of those where they list things they hate about Endeavor and after a month they are already on a thousand

Just sit in the same room

Could be doing anything not even envolving the other but it’s nice just to have the other there

Protecting the girls from Mineta together ❤️👏👏

at first it honestly just seemed like they were really good friends because they kept it a secret (mostly cause if it got out to the public Endeavor would find out and probably try to break them up)

Even in private they would just kiss the others cheek or forehead and hold hands and that’s the only difference

He talks to his mother about y/n a lot and she is so excited to meet y/n

She has really high expectations just because of how good they sound but does take in that Shouto is literally in love with them, he’s gonna have slight rose tinted glasses

Yeah their just as good as Todoroki made them out to be

When he told y/n about his childhood (endeavor, his mom, his scar, Dabi…) y/n cried because they felt so bad and cuddled him all day trying to help any way they could

They totally made him go to therapy 😌

Has a written down list of thing they said they like so he can get them one if they feel down

He has literally bought them a cat when they were feeling really down and y/n had to explain that he can’t just go and buy a cat when their feeling bad

They keep it tho don’t worry

He’ll turn off the air conditioning when he wants y/n’s affection

They’ll just come running at him and tackle him so he can warm them up/ cool them down

Expect goodnight texts

Make custom memes about how bad of a parent Endearvor is

Legit the start of Todoroki crushing on them overhearing them tell a friend that they don’t think Endearvor is a good hero/ deserves to be number 1

Once asked All Might to adopt Todoroki (I mean he thought about it for a second before Aizawa told him no)

Todoroki let’s y/n cook stuff on his left side

Deku will just wake up in the morning smelling eggs and think someone’s cooking but find y/n cracking eggs onto Todoroki’s left side

#bnha #Todoroki #todoroki x you #todoroki x reader #mha fluff #mha shouji #shouji x reader #jirou x reader #Sero #sero hanta #sero x reader #bnha tokoyami #tokoyami x reader #mha #my hero x reader