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History Nerd AI is trying to gaslight me into thinking Theodore Roosevelt had an affair and illegitimate child šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ it proceeded to say the affair was detailed in Mornings on Horseback.
... I have read Mornings on Horseback.
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marsbotz Ā· 6 months
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omg forgot to post this.
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kind of lame bc it didnt count my more recent Refined Listening lolā€¦ so no csh on there. SAD. so pleased abt my Playlist Creator status being validated LOLā€¦.. and i do like all those artists and songs šŸ‘
kind of surprised how low my minutes is compared to other pplā€¦? did i literally not listen to music at some point this year LOL? also ā€œpov: indieā€ what the hell r you talking abt man.
this is what my sister said btw vvv
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amourrs Ā· 8 months
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you're such a fucking tease, you know that? with ellie williams pretty please šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ™šŸ»šŸ™šŸ»
thank you angel!! ā€” one where you wear ellieā€™s flannel and neither of you actually end up leaving the house (fem!reader, smut 18+, ai audios at the end, 2.2k)
Youā€™re supposed to leave by nine, so of course Ellie gets out of the bathroom at quarter past.
Itā€™s not the first time sheā€™s made the pair of you run late. Youā€™ve learned not to let it bother you like it used to though, because itā€™s not personal so much as itā€™s just shitty time management. Anyway, itā€™s not like youā€™re going anywhere fancy- just to the local Starbucks because you really want your first pumpkin spice latte of the season- but like, still. Surely everyone knows the rules: obey the timings of the pumpkin spice latte, or get cursed by the latte gods.
The sound of the toilet door clicking shut has you springing off the bed, eyes zeroing in on Ellieā€™s car keys on the bedside table as she bounds into the room, feet springing with every step.
ā€œPumpkin spice latte dayā€” can I get a woop woop?ā€
Truthfully, you both know that Ellie couldnā€™t really care less about the seasonal drinks at Starbucks. It was more about making you happy- just like all the times she bought an iced brown sugar oatmilk shaken espresso because you were going through the Starbucks drive through and refused to get anything unless Ellie did too, because you ā€œdidnā€™t want to drink aloneā€, a sentiment she rolled her eyes at but still never challenged (which may have something to do with the fact that she orders her drink in a venti and adds two pumps of vanilla, because she secretly loves the silly little coffee just as much as you doā€” not that you could torture that information out of her, of course.)
You turn around with a smile, smoothing out your skirt as you look into your girlfriendā€™s eyes for the first time since sheā€™s entered the room. The checkered black and red button up over your shoulders shifts as you move and you suddenly notice Ellieā€™s smile drop as her eyebrows arch to the very top of her forehead. Instantly youā€™re overtaken by a sense of complete bewilderment. That is, until you catch the glint in her eye as she slowly takes in your outfit, an expression of utter lovesickness working its way onto her face.
ā€œIs that my flannel?ā€
Itā€™s hard to bite back a grin as your girlfriendā€™s hand comes up to cup your face and she presses a kiss to your forehead, but you manage to do it anyway. Youā€™ve borrowed Ellieā€™s clothes beforeā€” usually sort of ratty t-shirts you tend to sleep in, or oversized hoodies that smell like homeā€” and yet every time she sees you in something thatā€™s hers, it seems to melt her heart into a gooey puddle just as quickly as if it were the first time.
ā€œYeah, but I can take it off if you want,ā€ you tease, hands sliding down until your arms are looped messily around your girlfriendā€™s waist and you can tug her in closer for a proper kiss. What starts off slow quickly turns messy as Ellieā€™s enthusiasm begins to shine through in her technique or lack thereof as the kiss deteriorates into a chaos of tongues and teeth and clashing (not that you mind, of course).
ā€œEh, maybe you should take it off. Red isnā€™t really your look,ā€ Ellie jokes, eyes glinting at her own terrible attempt at humour. You go to roll your eyes but youā€™re caught off guard as an overzealous movement causes her leg to nudge hard into yours and you both fall backwards onto the bed, you trapped underneath her as you try in vain to extricate yourself from the tangled mess of her gangly limbs. Ellie makes no effort to help youā€” in fact, she seems to relish in the fact that youā€™re caged in by the lattice of her muscled arms as she gently reaches down to peck you on the lips. That one peck is of course followed by another, and another, and soon Ellieā€™s peppering kisses all over your face as you squeal and kick your legs.
ā€œEl, stop it. Thought we were gonna go to Starbucks and get pumpkin spice lattes,ā€ you rebuke, head twisting until you can see the large clock over the door. You gasp as you catch sight of the long minute handā€™s position. ā€œItā€™s already half past! Theyā€™re probably all out of the pumpkin sconesā€”ā€ your complaints are cut off as Ellie returns to kissing your face again, lips smushing against yours in an almost aggressive display of affection.
ā€œFuck the pumpkin scones.ā€
Instantly your face takes on a mock-hurt expression thatā€™s really only half a jokeā€” not that Ellie seems to care. Her lips are already back at your temples and sheā€™s smearing a little kiss on each side before she moves to pepper your cheeks.
ā€œDonā€™t speak against the pumpkin scones. Thatā€™s blasphemy, El,ā€ you remind her sternly, although itā€™s hard to keep your focus when her mouth is slowly sliding past your jawline and leaving little love bites along the column of your neck.
ā€œMā€™sorry, babe. Let me make up for it, yeah?ā€ Ellie teases, and thatā€™s when you realise that somewhere in the midst of all the kisses Ellieā€™s hands have ventured under your shirt, running a hungry path from your waist to explore the expanse of your upper back. Itā€™s impossible to contain the whine thatā€™s begging to escape from your throat at the sensation of her warm fingers drawing circles against your skin, so you donā€™t. It spills into the air and Ellie laughs against your clavicle as she smears a kiss there. Thereā€™s something almost holy about the way she makes contact with you, the unbridled affection lathered in every touch as her fingers travel further upwards. You can tell when it registers in her brain that her hands had been able slide smoothly up your back with no obstruction, because she pulls back from where sheā€™s been attacking your neck to let out a groan.
ā€œFuck, really? You were gonna go out without a bra onā€” and not tell me?ā€ Mock betrayal saturates her words and you giggle, heart swelling about a trillion sizes as Ellie contorts her expression into a goofy frown. ā€œSā€™not funny, baby,ā€ your girlfriend complains, petulance colouring her words as she continues to keep up the facade of genuine annoyance, ā€œwhat if some stranger decided to eye up the girls?ā€
ā€œOh my God, Ellie. I told you to stop calling them that.ā€
ā€œTheyā€™re my girls!ā€ she defends, eyes narrowing. ā€œWhat else am I supposed to call them?ā€
ā€œThought I was your girl,ā€ you say loftily, eyes flicking to Ellieā€™s panicked face.
ā€œYou areā€” I mean, they areā€” oh, fuck it,ā€ she grumbles, hands coming up to slip the flannel right off your shoulders. Thereā€™s a pop as she pulls at the neckline impatiently and a few buttons launch themselves off of the shirt and hit the opposite wall. Your mouth falls open in shock.
ā€œEllie,ā€ you admonish, ā€œyou really shouldnā€™tā€” oh, fuck!ā€ A broken moan tears itself from your throat as you look down to see Ellieā€™s mouth circling your tit. She looks up for a moment in satisfaction at the sound, preening at the little gasps that continue to fall from your lips as you clutch at the sheets for purchase, before she buries her face back into your cleavage. Her hand comes up from your waist to pinch at your nipple as you whine, back arching up as you chase the stimulation.
ā€œYouā€™re such a fucking tease, you know that?ā€ Ellie groans, head popping up like a jack-in-the-box as her lips chase yours, tongue forcing its way into your mouth as you kiss her back with just as much passion. ā€œYou know I canā€™t resist you in my clothes. Think you planned this on purpose, baby. If you wanted me to fuck you, you shoulda just told me, yeah? Donā€™t have to act like a little slut to get my attention.ā€ The meanness in Ellieā€™s words has you keening, hips rocking up into her thigh of their own accord as warm arousal kindles in your belly.
ā€œMā€™sorry,ā€ you practically sob, hips still rolling upwards in desperate search of relief. ā€œEllie, please.ā€ Your doe-eyed pleading expression clearly has your desired effect because suddenly Ellieā€™s hands are tightening around your waist and you find your positions flipped. Now the auburn haired girl lies beneath you, your legs wrapped directly around either side of her muscular thigh as she raises her eyebrow expectantly.
ā€œWell, go on then,ā€ she prompts, jolting her leg slightly to send a wave of pleasure through you as the rough denim of her jeans grazes at your clit through your panties. You wriggle your hips around slightly but you canā€™t find a rhythm that works, your legs growing painfully stiff within about two minutes of moving. ā€œCā€™mon, babe,ā€ Ellie tuts, hands reaching for your waist. ā€œTired already?ā€
ā€œHurts,ā€ you moan, the puppy dog eyes coming back out in full force again. ā€œEl. Need you to help me, Ellie, please, I canā€™t andā€”ā€
Youā€™re cut off by Ellieā€™s snide laugh. Dragging your eyes up to her face, you notice for the first time just how turned on she really is. Her pupils are blown so wide that her green irises are more like tiny, paper thin borders around the dilated black circles, her hair slightly dampened to her temples by sweat as she continues to chuckle at your dilemma. Thereā€™s just something about how fucking desperate you look that gets her going, makes her long to sink her canines into your neck and then tongue gently over the mark left behind, lips peppering up the column of your throat as an apologyā€” and so she does it. Itā€™s a nice juxtaposition to her recent meanness, reminiscent of the earlier affections which got you into this predicament in the first place, the sweetness of it making you let out a little whimper from the hollows of your chest. The sound tugs on Ellieā€™s heartstrings and she begins to relent, hands sliding down from where theyā€™re snaked around your waist to find a home at the base of your hips instead.
ā€œOkay, pretty girl, I know,ā€ she soothes, mouthing gently at your neck still as you keen in anticipation of her movement, ā€œI know, Ellieā€™s got ya. Gonna make you feel so good, yeah?ā€ She doesnā€™t give you a chance to answer before sheā€™s rocking her thigh in even motions, her hands helping your hips to tilt with the movement as your clothed cunt slides back and forth across the muscled surface. A sigh of relief spills from you as the long-awaited friction finally begins to build and you wrap your arms around Ellieā€™s neck, smushing your lips against hers. A pretty strawberry toned blush creeps up from your girlfriendā€™s neck to colour her cheeks, freckles highlighted against the surface of her skin as she attempts to hide the dopey smile that wants to make itself known on her face.
ā€œWhat was that for, huh?ā€
ā€œLove you,ā€ you pant, Ellieā€™s hands moving faster as she bounces her thigh now, racing to give you the release youā€™ve been craving for the past half an hour. You shift your weight slightly and suddenly thereā€™s a delicious pressure on your clit as it catches against the seam of Ellieā€™s jeans through the soaked fabric of your underwear. You moan out instantly, head tipping forward to crash into the curve between her shoulder and her neck as your hands rake across the rippled expanse of her back.
ā€œLove you too, honey. How much dā€™you wanna bet that youā€™ll cum in the next five minutes?ā€ You look back up to glare at her, mock offense painted across your tired features. ā€œOr not,ā€ Ellie rectifies quickly, a guilty look on her face as she tries not to laugh at your (quite frankly ridiculous) expression.
True to Ellieā€™s suspicions, it only takes you three more minutes to announce that youā€™re close, nails digging crescent moons into the pale skin of her shoulders.
ā€œEllieā€”ā€
ā€œI know, baby,ā€ comes her strained response, trying her hardest not to come in her pants at the way youā€™re whining her name. Instead, she settles for dropping her hand down to the point where your pussy drips all over her thigh, deft fingers flipping up your skirt and applying the perfect amount of pressure to your swollen clit. ā€œGonna cum for me, honey?ā€
ā€œOh, fuckā€”ā€ youā€™re sobbing as your high crests over you, legs shaking as Ellieā€™s thumb continues to draw tight circles onto your sensitive bud until you have to physically push her away, body flopping down onto the bed in sheer exhaustion as Ellie leaves the room. You remain in that position until you hear your girlfriend call your name, your head swivelling up to meet her soft smile as she gently begins to clean you with a damp washcloth, taking extra care as you hiss when she bumps against your still overstimulated clit. You can tell thereā€™s something on her mind as she grins to herself, and you canā€™t help but ask, even though you know youā€™ll probably regret it. ā€œWhatā€™s up with you, weirdo?ā€
She looks up at you. ā€œHuh?ā€
ā€œYouā€™re smiling like you just won a contest.ā€ Ellie hums noncommittally and returns to her gentle ministrations with the flannel between your thighs until, finally, the question that sheā€™s been holding back since the second you came spills out of her:
ā€œBet youā€™re not thinking about that fucking pumpkin scone now, huh?ā€
(You were, in fact, thinking about that fucking pumpkin scone. Not that you could torture that information out of you, of course.)
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myalvmss Ā· 1 year
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āŽÆāŽÆ DATING HEADCANONS WITH AQUAMARINE HOSHINOāž
CHARACTERS. aquamarine hoshino, ruby hoshino, ai hoshino, akane kurokawa mention
MISSION. headcanons ; adventure mission, silent yet shining
WARNINGS. mentions of pregnancy & sex? this is mostly just me digging into aqua's character more and more, ANGST will most definitely be in this, but dont worry!
BUTTERFLY'S NOTE. special thanks to my friend named Ryu I guess LMAOAOAOAO. THIS IS SHORT??
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āŒ—O1: when I tell you, this man makes me frustrated every two seconds of reading the manga, I have a love and hate relationship with this man that not even scaramouche can compete with, BECAUSE RIGHT OFF THE BAT, HE'S A RED FLAG. BAHAHAHAH šŸ˜­
āŒ—O2: when you two first meet, he barely does effort in the so called friendship, or what he thinks of acquaintance.
UNLESS you are of use to his plan, so he'll probably use you, sorry bitch </3
āŒ—O3: this mf's ideal type is just someone like ai hoshino (imo NO ONE can replace her, not even akane sorry not sorry) and what makes you think you can pull off an ai?
i suggest you CHANGE him, not change yourself for him honey
āŒ—O4: this depends on your personality, but the relationship might be a sunshine reader while aqua's the grumpy one LMFAOAOAOAO
āŒ—O5: aqua doesn't engage in social media much, unlike his twin sister ruby. in other words, he's a boomer yet I'm not surprised so it's mostly you who takes pictures and videos of u both
āŒ—O6: you and aqua often go on dates at the cafe, park, or mostly private places where you two can get alone time with no interruptions
āŒ—O7: he's SO OVERPROTECTIVE ABOUT YOU. imagine yandere aqua omfg, he even makes sure that you're safe and doing well everyday
A caring boyfriend but a red flag šŸš©
āŒ—O8: In the song, "MEPHISTO" I think there's a lyric where "I'll bet my life, I'll give it to you" would imply that to the people he cares about, aqua WILL risk his life for you. THOUGH this song probably directs to ai, or ruby? but either way, he still cares about you if you were actually his girlfriend. not just for his revenge plan, but purely his own love for you.
yet sometimes I think, "would aqua even bother asking you to be his girlfriend at a time crisis like this?"
It's a possibility he wants to keep you safe and unharmed from danger, so he'll probably lock up his feelings from you and keep it a secret so no danger will come for you, but it's not guaranteed </3
āŒ—O9: in an au where ai is alive, I wouldn't say that ai would straight away approve of your relationship with aqua. she's a mother, yes but not those kinds who don't give a fuck abt relationships ykwim?
when she first met you, she's a bit suspicious of you, especially if you're someone who's young, but your mind is well beyond your age.
It took a while, but she got used to you around with aqua and genuinely loves you
ā€œyou two aren't getting a kid, right?ā€ just a few reassurances that YOU BOTH AREN'T GOING THE SAME ROUTE AS WHAT SHE DID.. ā€œmama! don't ask questions out of the blue like that!ā€ ruby come rescue us both PLS
ā€œmama.. cut it out please,ā€ insert a little bit of a flushed red aqua PLSS
āŒ—10: honestly, taking back the topic where you change aqua actually would work, because this man is wanting revenge and is willing to kill his father.
you can't be the one who helps him, that will end up ugly if he does succeed, because let's not forget how aqua can get arrested despite being a minor, yet he's 17 (currently in manga) and he might turn 18 soon enough
so you have to BE THE SAVIOR who changes aqua to be a better person and set aside this revenge
honestly. it's not worth it, I KNOW this is about ai hoshino getting her justice, but would she wanna see her kids in danger like this??
DON'T go off like "aqua this isn't like you šŸ„ŗšŸ„ŗ" NO LMAO. you knew aqua when he was 16, that's a super high possibility on who you met him, and the person he is now is just the same aquamarine hoshino you him at sixteen
just imo, you need to convince aqua that his revenge path won't do anything better for anyone's lives, because correctly he's ruining everything ā€” the man probably doesn't care but you gotta make him care and move on for the better like how ai would want for him and ruby
ENOUGH WITH THE DARK SHIT LMFAO PLS AHAHAHAHAH
āŒ—11: if you're smaller than aqua, then he'll probably use you as a head rest
lay his head on your shoulder
rest his head on your lap
place his head ontop of yours
āŒ—12: SURPRISE BACK HUGS >>>>>
āŒ—13: whenever aqua is jealous, he always keeps it a secret from you so that you won't tease him about it
think of a scenario where you're talking to some guy on the street, a fan or an old friend;
aqua would slowly wrap his arm around your waist and pull you towards him WHILE giving the guy a very overprotective look
āŒ—14: he can't help it but aqua always compliments you in his mind, like how cute or gorgeous you are
āŒ—15: i like to think you both started getting together after his so-called revenge plan for his father
āŒ—16: aqua's careful around you, by that I mean when it comes to sex. he doesn't wanna end up being a replica of his father.
by that I mean, he'd ask for consent first for sex ( aqua's not entirely that kind of person who doesn't ask for consent )
and also would not have sex during his teenage years, as he prefers to have it at adult years ykyk
āŒ—17: you're a pain in the ass for him, gotta say that BAHAHAHHAHAH
āŒ—18: since in aqua's past life, he was a doctor ( bro's a DOCTOR. ) that took medical education, it's a high chance that he still remembers a few things
probably trauma from learning all that pain of a education lmao
āŒ—18: so whenever you get hurt, aqua's always the one who bandages you :))
āŒ—19: since aqua dislikes bell peppers, you probably shove those in aqua's mouth for shits and giggles AHAHAHA
āŒ—20: he acts like 'himself' (or the past him) when you're around, and you're the only person who could do that
ā€œi noticed that he's like how he used to be when he's around y/n..ā€ ruby spoke to herself, watching aqua and y/n from afar as a small smile appeared on her face. ā€œI'm happy for them both.ā€
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lovewithmary Ā· 6 months
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(not) moving on ā€” a max verstappen x stark!oc x charles leclerc series
ā˜… fc: madison beer ā˜† summary: evangeline "evie" stark is in love with her best friend, max verstappen, but he tries his best to keep her at arm's length. but what happens when she starts to get close to his fellow drivers in the paddock? ā˜… notes: for those who didn't see my announcement or I've already posted too much for you guys to see, after this chapter, chapters will be more like one-shots where time isn't really specified. and i was thinking, perhaps i could do some chapters covering what evie, charles, and max did during the year they didn't tell anyone they were dating? let me know if you guys want to read that! ā˜… notes: ALSO dedicating this chapter and probably future chapters to @renarots bc without them, I don't think this chapter would've existed
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eviestark: nothing like a little celebration for my world champions šŸ’œ
also, most drivers slept over at our house even if they could've just gone to their places??? f1 sleepover ig!!
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user1: IM SORRY, THIS IS A LITTLE CELEBRATION? ā†³ user2: if this is little, then what the fuck does evie think a large celebration is? ā†³ eviestark: max and charles gave me a budget since they didn't want me to spend "too much" on their party šŸ™„ ā†³ user3: THIS IS A BUDGET PARTY?
user4: I wanna see the guest list for this party šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ ā†³ user5: someone leaked the guest list on twitter and it was everyone who was anyone. imagine a celebrity, and there's a 99.999999% chance they were there
sebastianvettel: thanks for the invitation! it was lovely to meet you! ā†³ eviestark: it was nice to meet you seb! ā†³ user6: SEB WAS THERE?
user7: guys i looked at the guest list, and MARK WEBBER WAS ALSO INVITED???
user8: "my world champions" i can just hear the highway calling me rn
user9: so many people were posting the party and the f1 champagne bottles were EVERYWHERE ā†³ user10: I wanna know the budget considering each bottle is $600 each
user10: the question is: were the avengers there? ā†³ tonystark: you think I'm not gonna support my sons-in-law? ā†³ user11: SONS-IN-WHAT? ā†³ eviestark: MAX, CHARLES, AND I ARE NOT MARRIED ā†³ tonystark: yet ā†³ eviestark: THIS IS HOW RUMORS ARE CREATED ā†³ tonystark: you guys live together and your pets are practically your kids, but I call you married and suddenly I'm saying nonsense šŸ™„
user11: F1 SLEEPOVER???
user12: evie how did you not notice 10+ drivers at your house until the day after šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ ā†³ eviestark: it's not like I paid attention, I was too busy getting lando in our house before he accidentally slipped away ā†³ user13: send lando home???? ā†³ eviestark: WE TRIED. but every time max and charles tried carrying him to a cab or an uber, he kept jumping out of their arms and running back inside
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( THE MORNING AFTER ) also, ANITA is evie's ai and it means Augmented Nonpareil Intelligence Transferring Aid
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crazysnor1ax Ā· 3 months
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Unanswered things in Side Order
After finishing Side Order, unlocking all the dev diaries, and getting/seeing what I believe is all dialogue lines, I still have several lore questions that never got answered. Figured Iā€™d put em in a post for folks to either answer or speculate about :3
Major main game and post-game spoilers below:
If Acht willingly got sanitized like promotional material confirmed years ago during Octo Expansionā€™s release, why does Acht suggest that they were forcefully sanitized? One of their early game quotes says that ā€œsomeone or something there took [their] will awayā€ and that they ā€œwere forced to DJ for itā€. The way I interpret this is that Acht suggests they were unwillingly sanitized (their final dev diary also kind of suggests this, especially in the art), but it could also be implying that Achtā€™s sanitization isnā€™t what they expected it to beā€¦? It could also just be a lore retcon which would suck but. Yknow.
How and why is Acht in the Memverse to begin with? We know that they werenā€™t there when Pearl, Marina and Eight tested out Dramatic Days in Orderland for the first time, so were they pulled in by Order? If so, how long ago? And how did Marina not know they were in there?
Whatā€™s Acht been up to in between Octo Expansion and Side Order? How long after Tartar was defeated did Acht break out of sanitization?
Relating to the above kinda, Acht says they heard a voice that snapped them out of sanitization. Itā€™s later implied to be Pearlā€™s killer wail in Octo Expansion (Acht later says ā€œI just get the feeling Iā€™ve heard Pearlā€™s voice before somehowā€), but the conversation where itā€™s first brought up (and Marina talks about developing the Memverse to help sanitized Octarians) Marina says, ā€œā€¦since weā€™re having this conversation, that means it mustā€™ve worked!ā€ to which Acht replies, ā€œHuh. So that was you, was it?ā€ I could 100% be misinterpreting this but which is it? If it wasnā€™t Pearl, whose specific voice was it and how did Acht hear it? Also did they regain their pre-sanitization memories back instantly or did they never lose them (I havenā€™t memorized exactly how sanitization works tho I know itā€™s explained in Haikara walker). My understanding was that Acht heard Pearlā€™s killer wail and it snapped them out of sanitization because it killed Tartar, but now Iā€™m not sure.
When were each of Achtā€™s dev diaries/letters written? The first two seem like they were written before Side Order (implying Acht couldā€™ve been in touch with Marina before they got pulled in), and the final one is definitely after.
How did Acht get to the surface, like their final letter mentions?
Are Order and Smollusk the exact same entity? I know they kind of are but why do they act so different? And why does defeating Order causes it to ā€œtransformā€ into Smollusk? Could it be that Smollusk was an AI originally coded into the Memverse but it got corrupted because of Marina and the octolingā€™s desire for order?
When was Order created in the Memverse dev timeline? How long had it existed prior to Pearl, Marina and Eight testing it out?
What in the ever-loving FUCK is Parallel Canon? Iā€™m half-joking in saying that and I do like how vague it is, but is it Agent 4 or just using their soul or likeness? The fact that we get its mask does NOT bode well for 4 I think
Does. Does Marina force sanitized Octarians to go through the Spire and fight the Jelletons to get their will/memories back. Do they have to fight Overlorder at the end why are we traumatizing them more-
Why the hell did Pearl and Marina shit on 4 for no reason at the beginning of the game that was so uncalled for šŸ˜­
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great-and-small Ā· 8 months
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I kept getting these weird posts in the turtle tag for a supposedly informative reptile forum andā€¦ please just look at this image
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Like, what are those horrific half sea turtle AI abominations?? Definitely not box turtles lol. So I went to this website to see why the fuck theyā€™d create such a monstrosity and oh my god. Do not ever go to this site for reptile information ever. It is one giant chaotic fruit salad of ridiculously fake AI turtle images and even more dubious computer generated ā€œarticlesā€. This is the kind of content you can expect. How much do turtle does
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Every article is like this and the images are so so bad- like what are these fucking things šŸ˜­ why does one of those ā€œsulcatasā€ have a nuchal scute and one doesnā€™tā€¦ where are their forearm spurs? What is going on with the toes?!
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Pretty upsetting to see the AI takeover in the pet world like this. Lots of people rely on online content to learn about their husbandry and care, and the thought of someone unknowingly using a website like this to care for their pet (especially one so sensitive as a turtle or tortoise) is horrifying. Please be careful where you get your information, because I can guarantee you a website like this cannot be trusted with your animalā€™s life. I wish the owner of the website were a real person so I could put him on blast but for some reason I have my doubts šŸ¤”
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mx-misty-eyed Ā· 15 days
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Quick timeline of the drake and kendrick stuff (tried to make it short but its still kinda long šŸ˜­)
Oct. 6, 2023 - J. Cole features on a Drake song and says he, Drake, and Kendrick are the ā€œbig threeā€
Jan. 26 - megan thee stallion releases hiss and basically throws the first brick, she has a verse where she disses drake
Mar. 22 - Kendrick has a verse on Like That, a song on metro and futures album, where he basically says theres no big three its just him
Apr. 5 - J Cole drops a diss track
Apr. 7 - J Cole deletes it and apologizes to Kendrick
Apr. 13 - Drakes response, Push Ups, is leaked
Apr. 19 - Push Ups official release on spotify. Drake calls Kendrick short and makes fun of him for collabs with pop artists. He also tells metro to shut his hoe ass up and make some drums
Apr. 19 - Drake drops Taylor Made Freestyle and uses AI voices of Snoop Dogg and Tupac to diss Kendrick
Apr. 30 - Kendrick drops Euphoria. Says Drake shouldnt be allowed to say the n word, says hes a shitty dad while mocking his accent, and says he hates him
May 3 - Kendrick drops 6:16 in LA. Drake also drops Family Matters accusing Kendrick of infidelity and domestic violence
May 3 - around half an hour later Kendrick drops Meet The Grahams, a track with multiple letters addressed to Drakes family where he talks about how fucked up Drake is. One is addressed to Drakes supposed daughter that nobody knew. He says he wants Drake to die
May 4 - Kendrick drops Not Like Us calling Drake a pedo
May 5 - Metro drops a diss BEAT and says whoever has the best verse over it gets a free beat. This brings hundreds of people to diss drake
May 5 - Drake drops The Heart Part 6 saying the daughter thing was bait and that hes not a pedo
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solara-bean Ā· 1 year
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Jut found out that the full Touchstarved game might not be out till 2025 so here's a scenario I imagined with Ais. Has the others interact with mc too, but Ais is the main love interest. Hope this doesn't feel too much like my oc. I chose the Unnamed route so that may be brought up.
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Worth The Trouble ( Ais x GN Reader )
( Content Warning: Violence, Blood, cursing, Ais being Ais, Remember what he did to that guy in the demo )
MC = Y/N ( I'm too tired from finals to type the slash, sorry šŸ˜­)
It started off as a normal day in Eridia, or at least as peaceful as things could be in the hellscape of a city. MC went to the market for some light grocery shopping, their small tote bag half full, when a group of kids zoomed past them. For a flash they could see that the kids' arms were full of produce, a few stray fruits leaving a trail in their wake. It was mere seconds before an enraged yell from a man was heard.
" Get back here you little shits!!!" the a man, a local produce seller, barreled down in the kid's direction. Nearly knocking down passersby, MC included.
One of the smaller kids tripped, dropping all of their stolen goods. They called to their friends for help but it was too late. The seller had already grabbed them by the collar like a stray puppy.
" Stupid maggot! I'll show you what happens to thieves around here!!" He pulled back his meaty fist to strike them.
Without thinking, MC ran to grab his wrist before the blow landed.
" Hey! That's going way too far."
The seller looked down at them and snarled.
" Stay out of this! This is between me and this little thief here."
" I get that but look at them." MC pointed to the kid's dirty clothes that were holding on by threads. " Clearly they aren't stealing for the fun of it. Can't you let them go?"
The seller scoffed at them, foul breath fanning their face. Thankfully they held back their disgust.
" I'm not running a charity. If the kid wants to eat the kid's gotta pay."
MC thought for a moment as they stared at the child, who was still curled in a protective ball. Although their face was covered, it was clear by their trembling that they were crying. MC immediately remembered all the times they'd been hungry and in need after they fled the temple. While they survived they couldn't imagine doing so at this child's age. How long had they been suffering?
" I'll do it."
" Do what?"
" Pay." MC reached into their cloak and pulled out their coin purse. " I've got plenty to spare." which wasn't true but they'd manage. The seller gave them a long, calculated glare before sighing.
" Fine."
He put the kid down. They gave a quick glance to the seller then the MC before grabbing their haul and scurrying off to where the rest of the group went. MC wasn't expecting a thank you, but the last look the kid gave to them over their shoulder was enough.
" Ok," MC counted the coins in their palm, leaving the purse nearly empty. " Will this be enough?"
The seller took the coins. Counting each while scratching his stubbly chin.
" Yeah, almost..."
MC looked at him confused. They were sure that they gave him much more than his nearly, spoiled produce was worth. They almost didn't notice his arm go up. But they did feel the strike across their face. Everything went white for a moment as they stumbled. Pain flared over the entirety of the right side of MC's face. They pressed their palm to it and whipped their gaze back to the seller stunned.
" What the fuck is your problem??!!" they shrieked at him.
" Don't look so confused. You said you'd pay for everything. That includes punishment. " He let out a dark chuckle and walked pass them. " Maybe think twice next time you wanna be someone's savior."
MC gawked at his back. What kind of asshole pulls a stunt like that. He got his money fair and square. Clearly he just wanted a reason to cause someone harm. They wanted to let it go and move on but crap that hit really hurt. His hands were big enough to crush their skull and they were pretty sure that his ring cut their cheek. There was no way they were gonna let him walk away so easily.
" Hey!"
The seller turned around and was met with a fist right to the nose. He reeled back, giving MC enough time to land a kick to his kneecap. He fell to the city floor with the gracefulness of an old dying ox, MC's coins going down with him. They grabbed a handful of them before making a break for it back to the Wet Wick.
Out of breath, energy, half their coins and what little faith they had in humanity, all MC wanted to do was go to sleep in their room and maybe have some of their scraps for dinner. It could've been made into a full meal but they hadn't realized they'd dropped their tote bag until it was too late. Thankfully, the bar sounded empty from the outside, so at least they could avoid the headache of possibly socializing.
" Hey sparrow."
Shit.
There right in his usual spot at the bar sat Ais, accompanied by Vere and Leander.
" Hey Ais..." they said weakly, pulling up their hood even more to hide the blooming bruises.
" Um Excuse me. I'm here too dear. Goodness has being here already dulled your manners?" came Vere, tail playfully swaying.
" Hey Vere." they said quickly as they tried to flee to their room, but that would've been to easy.
" Oh MC how was the market did you get anything good?" Leander asked, conveniently getting in front of them and blocking their path. They didn't look up at him and did their best not to adjust their hood again.
" Yeah, yeah it was good."
" But where's your tote ba-"
" It's getting late I'll see you guys later." MC swerved around him, nearly home free.
" Sparrow."
They stopped. Ais' piercing gaze burning into their back.
" Come here, please." he instructed in a soft yet stern tone. They couldn't resist him. He'd only pry more if they did, so reluctantly they sat next to him, avoiding eye contact.
" Take off your hood."
They stayed still. The air filled with a tense silence.
" Ais come one. They've probably had a long day. I'm sure their fi-" Lenader nearly choked when MC took their hood off. " What the hell happened?! Are you ok?!"
" Obviously not." Vere scoffed. " Thought I smelled blood but that's nothing new for you. Do tell, what mess have you found yourself in this time, MC?"
MC let out a tired sigh. Leander's worrying and Vere's teasing made for a sickening combo on an already shitty afternoon.
" It's nothing. I just ran into a bad guy at the market. Nothing interesting." They were about to get up to leave when Ais' hand was placed firmly on their shoulder.
" Humor us would ya? What really happened?" While the slight smile on his face was meant to be assuring, MC knew he was up to no good.
" Really it's nothing. I just saw some kids steal some food and one of them got caught by the seller. So I thought hey why not be nice and help this clearly starving child. But nope! As usual the situation blew up in my face. Apparently coins weren't enough payment for the guy so he- " They mimicked the back-handed slap motion they'd been a victim to. " The asshole didn't even have the decency to warn me first, so I thought it was only fair to get in a few blows in myself then run like hell before things got too heated. So yeah that's it. Nothing special."
After what they hadn't meant to be a ramble there was another thick silence. Crap maybe I said too much. Then a low chuckle came from beside them. Oh good Ais found the story amusing, maybe they were worried for nothing. But that was quickly put aside when they turned to look at him.
His grin was downright dangerous. Fangs gleaming and all. His eyes were even worse, glowing with a bloodlust that would scare a soulless shitless.
" I'll be right back." he said, getting up from his seat and stretching out his tired joints with a pop.
" Ais." Leander warned. " Let's think about this, ok buddy."
" Nothing to think about. Now," He stood in front of MC and leaned down to their level. " Which seller was it?"
MC felt their pulse quicken. Not just from being at eye level with Ais, but also from the immense violent aura he began to exude.
" Really Ais it's fine. I hit him pretty hard so we're even."
" I'm sure you did. But this is purely for my own selfish vices. I can't rest easy knowing this jackass is going around threatening kids and hitting customers. So who was it?"
" Ais. It's not worth the trouble just let it g-"
Ais' hand swiftly taken ahold of their chin. With a gentleness that greatly contrasted his character, he tilted MC's face to better examine the damage. They couldn't help the heat that rose within them.
" Plenty worth the trouble to me." He tilted their head back to face forward. " Who was it, MC."
Maybe it was the softness of his tone or the way he said their name instead of Sparrow, but they confessed. Even down to what stalls the seller's had been next to. He gave them a small, genuine smile and went on the hunt.
" Well, there's no stopping him now. Let's get some ice on that bruise, hm." Leander went around the counter, paying no mind to MC's breathless expression. In no time he came back with clean rag and another with ice inside. " Alright let me see."
Before he could attend to their face, Vere cut in.
" Leander, didn't the doctor leave some magic elixir or whatever for minor injuries in the backroom?"
" Oh you're right. He did. I should go get it."
" Yes you should." Vere smiled sweetly then frowned once Leander was out of sight. " Good I couldn't tolerate him for much longer without Ais here."
" Don't get too excited, he'll be back soon." MC reminded him.
" No he won't," Vere swiped the rag that Leander left on the counter near the ice bag before turning back to them with a mischievous smirk. " I poured those nasty medicine bottles out weeks ago."
MC gawked at him.
" Why would you do that? What if someone needed those?"
" What like you? Don't be such a baby you'll be fine. Now hold still. I can only take so much of you blood smelling up the place."
With a similar gentleness as Ais, Vere took hold of their chin and began to dab the blood away from the cut that was already beginning to close. MC didn't have the energy for anymore shock today, so they relished in the care.
" You know. This pacifist act you're playing won't do you any good in this city"
MC sighed and grabbed the ice bag to put on their bruise once he was done with the cut.
" I'm not a pacifist. Trust me I've got nothing against that jerk getting what he deserves. I just don't want Ais to get in any trouble because of me."
" Hmph, now why would Ais get in trouble?"
" Because, he's a monster. What if the Senobium punishes him for being too violent?"
Vere hummed to himself. He carelessly tossed the bloody rag on the floor and leaned back against the counter, tail swishing languidly.
" Oh don't fret dear. The Senobium's too up their own asses to care about a few lowtown brutes getting torn apart. Besides I highly doubt Ais would do anything so dreadful as to get a punishment like mine. And if he did..." Vere's eyes turned a bright pink, his fangs seemed longer as well. " I'd tear this city to the ground before they laid a finger on him."
MC just stared at him for a while. The primordial fear in their gut was unmistakable, but they couldn't help but feel a bit relieved.
" Well I'm glad Ais has a friend like you to look after him."
The fox scoffed.
" I'm not his friend."
A bit confused by that response, they were sure he was joking. The duo seemed as close as Mhin and Kuras if not more.
" Ok then I'm glad you're his very close, foxy furry acquaintance."
Vere's ears went down as he scowled at them.
" I can break you like a twig. Don't forget that."
They merely chuckled at that although they weren't entirely sure if he was serious or not.
" Sorry for the wait!" Came Leander's chipper voice. He rejoined the two with a small container of bandaids and a bottle of unknown liquid. " Took me forever to find this elixir. I could've swore we had more bottles. Thankfully, I always stash a spare."
" Wow how great is that Vere." MC gave him an innocent smile that in turn got them glare. Vere definitely meant that threat now.
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Ais arrived back at the bar late into the night. He wreaked of blood despite his best efforts to clean himself. He didn't want to make another bad impression on his new...new friend? Acquaintance? Whatever they were he wanted them around him more often. Which would be hard if they were scared of him. Did he scare them before when asking about the seller? They seemed nervous, but most people were around him, especially after knowing about his brutal tendencies.
Perhaps they didn't mind. He got a good look at the seller's broken nose, and what he could assume was an injured knee that made it all the easier to catch and corner him. The sparrow really did have a tough side after all. He was almost sad that he sullied their work with his own. No one would suspect that what was left of the asshole was the handiwork of two pissed off individuals. Maybe returning their tote bag full of goods and the coins that he'd swiped from the guy's pockets would be a good enough apology gift.
The barkeep was cleaning shot glasses when he arrived. Out of no where a wave of unease hit him. Maybe he came back too late and should just leave their stuff here.
" Got something for MC. Can you give it to them for me?"
The barkeep only spared him a quick glance.
" Do I look like a delivery boy? Drop it off at their door yourself, I'm busy." She replied with a bitterness that he always found amusing.
" Yes ma'am."
He was in front of their door when the doubt came back, sweaty palms too. What the hell was he nervous for? He doesn't get nervous. This was just a small favor for a frien-aquaintance. Just put the stuff down and go. But what if someone took it? Maybe he should see if they're awake first. Maybe not what if he wakes them up.
Annoyed by his rambling thoughts he did least smart thing and opened, which should've been locked, door. It was dark inside, aside the moonlight from a small window. His higher than average vision could make out a small bed with a lump under the covers. Next to it was a dresser. He made his way to it quietly, mentally cursing the metal on his boots for the creaks they made in the floorboards.
Finally at his destination, he set the tote bag and coins on the dresser and turned to leave. But curiosity got the best of him. He snuck a peak at MC and it was all over. The covers were up to their nose. There was a small bandage on their cheek. The bruising seemed to have healed a bit. Ais had never seen them look so peaceful. It was actually pretty cute. Then he realized how creepy this whole situation was and made his way to the door.
" Ais...?"
Shit!
He stopped mid step, looking over his shoulder at them. Their eyes were barely open and their voice was quiet and soft.
" That you?"
He sighed.
" Yeah it's me sparrow. Don't worry just wanted to return your bag. I'm leaving, go back to sleep." he kept walking.
" Are you ok?"
He stopped again, wide eyed.
" What?" he asked.
They yawned.
" I smell blood."
Oh, he thought. They were worried about him? That's actually really sweet. When was the last time anyone got worried for him? Vere and Kuras maybe. But they knew he could handle himself. It's what's he's good at. Looking out for himself when no one will. When everyone else leaves eventually.
But maybe MC wanted to stick around.
He smiled, unsure if they could see his face so he made sure they could hear it in his voice.
" I'm just fine sparrow. It's not my blood you're smelling."
They smiled back before yawning again.
" Good. Well see ya later I guess..."
They curled back into their blanket and pillow, already drifting. He took in the sight one last time before leaving and closing the door.
" Yeah see ya later."
The barkeep and every wander through the night had no idea why the feared demon renegade, Ais, had the softest smile on his face all the way back to the wastelands.
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https://www.tumblr.com/baxteravenue/743919302176047104/hiiiiiii-will-u-be-able-to-write-for-jack-again
YES PLS POST ALL OF THEM šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ I luv ur writing miss u and ur writing
another one ;)
Druski had been trying to get you to do a skit with him forever, partially because you were the It girl that everyone was obsessed with and maybe partially because Jack Harlow had an insane crush on you that he had yet to make any move on and to be honest Druski was sick and tired of hearing him moan and groan about how ā€œY/N doesnā€™t even follow me man, I followed her and nothingā€¦ Why the fuck does she even follow you?ā€Ā 
He was just about done with Jack, so he wanted to do something about it.
ā€œNo Druski, Iā€™m not doing a skitā€¦ā€ You shook your head as you answered his phone call.
ā€œNah, nah, nah! Itā€™s chill, not a skit well maybe kindaā€¦ Itā€™s more like a cooking show but different.ā€
You couldnā€™t lie, you were interested.Ā 
So thatā€™s how you ended up at Druskiā€™s house in Atlanta getting ready to cook a whole meal with his two friends Urban and Jack.Ā 
You had walked in a little late, saying sorry as you rushed through the door.Ā 
ā€œMan, I told yā€™all she was gonna come!ā€ Druski loudly yelled as a camera came up to you, ā€œLook itā€™s Y/N and itā€™s not no clickbaitā€¦ Say hi girl, make sure they know you ainā€™t no AI.ā€
You laughed while waving at the camera, ā€œHiiiiii.ā€
ā€œAnyways now that we got everyone here, let me introduce yā€™all to the Chefs that are gonna be feeding me and the homies.ā€ Druski moved the camera back to him, ā€œWeā€™re gonna really test these motherf*ckers and see how they can work together.ā€Ā 
You looked over at the other people, Urban and Jack. You knew Urban, you had met him once at a party that someone had thrown and Jack well you knew of himā€¦ but you didnā€™t occasionally listen to his music.
ā€œItā€™s nice to see you again,ā€ You hugged Urban first, ā€œAnd nice to meet you Iā€™m Y/N.ā€ You smiled at Jack shaking his hand which made him give you a confused look but nonetheless he shook your hand.Ā 
ā€œNice to meet you Y/N, Iā€™m Jack.ā€ He responded, ā€œI just want to let you know that Iā€™m not the best cook.ā€
You laughed, shaking your head. ā€œItā€™s all good I can pull us through this as long as yall just follow my lead.ā€Ā 
Druski immediately cut in, ā€œI donā€™t know about all that because here are the rules. Basically one of yall canā€™t hear nothing, the next one can't see, and the last one canā€™t do either. So you all have to rely on each other to not f*ck it up. Especially my kitchen.ā€
Your eyes widen, ā€œWhat the hell Druski you didnā€™t mention any of this?ā€ There was no way you were about to trust two guys you didnā€™t even know with open fire and knives around you like that.
Jack however did not care, he was hoping to impress you and earn your trust. God, he hardly knew you and yet here he was actively trying to get into a situation where his hand could potentially be cut or burnt off just for you.
Urban was just down with it all, he had seen the trend on Tiktok a couple days earlier and thought it looked fun.Ā 
ā€œI swear weā€™re not gonna let anything happen to you.ā€ Jack smiled at you, which made you feel a little better.
ā€œI donā€™t know Iā€™m actually kinda clumsy with my hands so donā€™t put too much pressure on me.ā€ Urban put his hands up in defense making you laugh.
You sighed, giving the three of them a look before shrugging. ā€œFuck it.ā€
ā€œAlright, alright!ā€ Druski nodded, ā€œAnd before we start Coulda Been Records is not at fault for anyone's clumsy ass and we made all three of emā€™ sign an NDA.ā€
Druski had the three of you pick a paper out of hat with what position you were gonna be.Ā 
You were going to be completely deaf with the headphones on blast, Jack couldnā€™t see anything with his blindfold, and Urban was going to be completely useless because he was both.Ā 
ā€œWeā€™re making pasta!ā€ You just knew you were screaming and it made you laugh, ā€œIā€™m gonna carry us!ā€
ā€œDamn shawty is yelling.ā€ Jack laughed, but you couldnā€™t even hear him. ā€œShe fine though so she gets a pass, matter of fact itā€™s turning me on.ā€
ā€œWhat did you say?ā€Ā  You yelled at Jack.
Jack shrugged, putting up his hands. ā€œJust lead the way!ā€Ā 
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reader creating silly miguel emojis and sending them tk the spider society gc for everyone to use bc shes a fun gal ;p (and she likes annoying him too)
fr. (did i legit make a whole ass dc server for this? yes.) sorry i didn't change my display name to y/n, i got lazy šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ also written ver with additional scenes under the cut !!
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
shitting on miggy cutely. šŸ«¶ā€” miguel o'hara x reader
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āœ§ written version !! āœ§
after lyla had signed miguel up for a discord account, much to his frustration, you immediately got a hold of his username (which was really generic, he named himself: 'miguelohara' at first, but lyla changed it up to: 'migolohellnawh') and added him to the spider society's discord server. you made a channel that was dedicated to showing miguel all the stickers and emojis you and the society had made that was just full of memes of miguel. thanks to earth-928's social media, you were all fed with silly stickers and emojis of him for days; you all had a spam channel where hobie and pav would have contests to see whose thumbs could spam more miguel shitpost memes, but that would be a story for another day.
as miguel got notified that he was added to a server, the first thing that caught his eye was the vulgarly named channel of the server: "shitting on miggy". he brought his eyebrows together and tapped on the bold text of the channel's name. he asked what that channel was for, pointing out the name in a disappointed manner as he typed. lyla giggled under her breath as she watched miguel try to act intimidating and angry over text, but his scrunched up face crinkled even more as he saw that the first thing you sent him was a sticker of his stern, stoic face that had the words: "this ugly son of a bitch is fucking super hot chicks and basically you are fucking stupid. how? ...just watch the free video."
miguel had clicked the sticker, and he saw the file name: "singlehotmominyourarea". he huffed as he texted you, asking you what that was that you sent, because he thought it was an actual link to something. he took his reading glasses and, when he could make out what it said, he got angrier than he already was earlier. he told you what you sent was not at all funny, and when you replied thatā€”no, it certainly wasn't... it was very hysterical, thoughā€”you sent him a very pink and cutesy sticker of him with cat ears. miguel groaned as lyla took a hundred screenshots remotely from his phone. "where are you even getting these?" he asked you as you kept sending him more shitpost stickers.
"but i don't even like horses." miguel muttered as he saw the "save a horse, ride a cowboy" sticker you sent. "yeah, you're scared of them." lyla reminded him as he rolled his eyes. "no need to remind me." he said as he typed out that he 'hated' (didn't fear, there's a difference, and that is that miguel is fucking lying, he is scared of horses) horses. but of course, you knew his secret, and miguel pounded his fist against the arm of his computer chair. "are you seriously telling them on your end?" he asked lyla as she stuck her tongue out and shrugged, looking all smug as miguel grumbled and told you that he didn't ask for your correction, only for you to send an emoji of your favorite girl dinner: his five course meal ass on display.
"yeah, you need ass correction 'bee cee' this bakery is packed; what...?" he read aloud as lyla groaned. "get with the times, old man." "we don't say stuff like that in 2099 anymore, don't tell me to get with the times." he told his AI assistant as he looked through the emoji catalogue you guys had, and among them all, a colorful one stood out to him and he sent itā€”hoping you could tell him what was on the emoji, but knowing you, you'd of course mess with him again. you told him the emoji, which was promptly named: "doublecheekedup", meant the very sticker you sent him in response. it was similar to the cat-eared one, but it read: "i <3 my girlfriend", with miguel's angry face in the heart.
miguel looked at it all confused and pulled his reading glasses away from his face and back on to see if he was reading this right. he asked you if he was supposed to be flattered about your sticker, with him immediately following up with his honest opinion; that it was irritating instead of flattering to him. you told him the sticker was more 'sexy' than it was irritating or flattering, and you soon sent him another sticker, where he was diving face first with his legs spread and bottom out. miguel looked at it all baffled and flustered, where were you getting these photos...?
you asked him who he was spreading for, asking if it was you, while sending him an emoji with his back turned to the camera and his ginormous bottom in full view. miguel couldn't make out the text in the emoji and told you the text was too minute for him to read it. he also cleared up that he wasn't intentionally spreading his cheeks for anyone, he had just 'stumbled'. "sure ya did." lyla said as she appeared over miguel's shoulder with a smug grin on her face. "i really didn't, though." miguel said as lyla nodded slowly, her smug grin not leaving her face as miguel saw your next message. "because you wanted to spread your asscheeks for me, i didn't spread for anybody!" he screamed aloud in the confines of his office, pounding his fist on the arm of his computer chair as you sent the girl dinner emoji that was the very profile picture of the spider society's discord server.
miguel was heated in the face and heaving... oh, was there some unspoken feelings he was hiding about your little provocative words? maybe... he might sound like he wants out of the server immediately, but deep in his heart, he'd stay; even if you'd annoy the shit out of him with those damned emojis and stickers. they were irritating, yes, and maybe just the tiniest bit flattering in a twisted way for him. "wow, you're a masochist." lyla pointed out as miguel mumbled for her to shut up, but she was right as always.
tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @ophanimgold @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok
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i just don't understand like what exactly is the point of oshi no ko anymore. this entire time aqua has been hoping cute girls will give him purpose, he STILL idolizes AI without a doubt, and not even literal incest is enough to get him to reconsider his actions/choices or just take fucking intiative to not hurt the girls he SAYS he wants to "protect." meanwhile Ruby has adopted Aqua/Doctor as her "idol" and I'm not even gonna touch on how she's been done dirty...if Aqua and Ruby can't hold each other accountable and literally no one else in the whole cast is able to hold them accountable then where does the central message "idolizing people in the entertainment industry is exploitative" go? what is this.
Random incest between a grown man and the 12 yr old girl he knew, who is now his blood related sister, after 100+ chapters- and he wanna talk exploitation like we gonna be serious again šŸ˜‚ you have lost all your serious writer privileges sir
At this point it feels like the man is talking down on me bc how dare you try to lecture me about irl shit when your characters committed like 10 diff crimes just now šŸ˜­
He LITERALLY made an entire chapter on p*dophilia and the sexual exploitation of minors in the industry
IMMEDIATELY followed by teenager Ruby trying to seduce her own brother who's actually a grown man she knew as a kid
He is not a real human being
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justsillyness Ā· 5 months
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Sweet desire
Pairing Steve raglan x reader.
This was based on one character ai storys I did months ago and i just randomly remembered lol, the reader is of age and I absolutely do not support this type of actions in real life. (Also my first language isnā€™t English so please bear with me)šŸ˜­
Steve knew he was fucked the same damn second you walked in. young adult, such pretty woman with beautiful features , attractive and noticeable style, and those fucking eyes. The eyes which seemed so damn innocent . He was lost. He dragged himself to hell even more deeper than he already was. You only came to ask for yet another job. you werenā€™t stupid no, but your attention span wasnā€™t the greatest, usually falling asleep on jobs or just not paying attention. You just got fired from some small retail job near your house for ā€œbeing too slowā€ and unprofessional. So what could you do? Get a job consultant after your parents kept on annoying you with it, and Steve was hell so lucky that he could be the one helping you out. You were there where he needed you. šˆš§ š”š¢š¬ š­š«ššš©.
Itā€™s was pretty much so simple for him. Making you believe that he actually wants to help you. Gain your trust, so you got yourself a job. Or how Steve calls it ā€œsecurity gig.ā€ And not so surprisingly enough. You got fired the night after. for sleeping on a job. And just when you started to think youā€™re lost again. You got a position as being Steveā€™s assistant. And thatā€™s where the hell started for you. The first few days went by just fine, with you being a bit careful. Then on the next day, you catch Steve glancing at you in an odd way, like he is searching for something within you. And you felt like your anxiety was over the roof. But you tried your best to just brush it off as nothing. How naive of you.
ā€œTell me y/n, do you have your significant other?ā€ And the question himself caught you off guard, is your boss supposed to ask such a thing?, or was it just to break the awkward silence in the room on such quiet day in work. ā€œN-no sir, but thereā€™s someone I really like..ā€ you answered nervously ā€œwhat about you sir?ā€ But oh Steve didnā€™t reacted to that question, oh. So you already think about someone else? Who was it? Where do they live? Why do you want them? Are they better than him?. But one side of him didnā€™t cared enough. He knew if they get to close he will get rid of them in heartbeat. heā€™s a man whoā€™s not scared to get his hands dirty if needed.
ā€œAh right. No dear Iā€™m divorced for years.ā€ He said, trying his best to mask the obvious jealousy and anger in his voice. But itā€™s wonā€™t be a problem for to long. He will find who is it. He will find who you like, shit he will murder them if needed. Anything to get you be his, and someone so low life than him wonā€™t scare him, and maybe itā€™s was his delusions, but he believed no no he knew you will be his in just couple of days, but not yet, he canā€™t scare you just yet, he has other things to get taken care of first.
You signed deal with satan himself, and thereā€™s nothing you could do.
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faithinlouisfuture Ā· 6 months
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things we learnt today;
- louis knows how to do a twirl (hehe) and he didnā€™t want to ā€œsound like a fucking Scroogeā€ so he did one for one of the interviewers on the red carpet to show off his slutty outfit
- heā€™s got ā€œno fucking ideaā€ where his jacket is from
- he thinks the little tiny microphone used by the interviewer from officialcharts looks like a vape šŸ˜­
- heā€™s had a whirlwind of a year and heā€™s very happy about it
- this is Louisā€™ last official event of the year, he plans to get some well deserved rest and spend time with his family for the holidays after this
- he had plans of having a great time at the event and after the event to celebrate the amazing year heā€™s had
- when (annoyingly) asked about his former bandmates; he said he hasnā€™t seen the bald one (for about 7 years now mind you) and couldnā€™t tell the real him from an AI version of him if his life depended on it, and apparently isnā€™t in touch with the Irish one because he had no idea he was also nominated today and whether or not he was supposed to be in attendance
- he was the most nervous heā€™s ever been in his solo career before his O2 performance, but felt like the experience was extremely fulfilling especially because of the fact that all of the people were there just for him šŸ„¹ playing the sold out O2 show gave him even more confidence than before (and I think thatā€™s a beautiful thing to witness šŸ„²)
- he doesnā€™t remember that the away from home festival is now in its fourth year (said third insteadšŸ˜­ obviously by mistake) and says that plans for AFHF24 are underway
- he didnā€™t know that Girls Aloud are back together again (tbf neither did I) but did a really great job of pretending that he did, and when asked which one of their songs was his favorite he said he liked the one that the Arctic Monkeys covered - Love Machine it was (personal side note; points for the loulex agenda woot woot)
- heā€™s written about 4/5 tracks for lt3 but he intends to take his time with the record and will not be rushing anything
- heā€™s trying to put a show together with the DMAs (as per my understanding, correct me if Iā€™m wrong)
- heā€™s open to collabs with other artists as long as it feels like the right thing for the new record, but itā€™s not something that heā€™s seeking out
- heā€™s very proud of the year heā€™s had, and as always didnā€™t fail to credit his fans for it šŸ„¹
- he performed OOMS live, and smashed that shit despite the tiny stage
- Louis didnā€™t win the award that he was nominated for, yet the marketing and social media coverage of the entire event could easily have been titled The Louis Tomlinson Show - main character energy
- some tabloid article written by a bird man called him one of the best dressed celebrities at the event! iktr
- Louis Tomlinson will always be that bitch
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leofiat-bunny Ā· 7 months
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So I re-watched That Sceneā„¢ mumble-mumble times and here's a play by play as I see it because there's not enough pain in this tag I guess
"The ONLY person who will look at you is me"
If he's not allowed to find comfort in a bottle, he'll take it from being cared about by SOMEONE, even if he's not processing the "who" right now
Dragging Ai Di into his arms really is second nature to him.
Then he's not aware of Ai Di, but it's comfort and security and warmth - he recognises that even as he isn't conciously aware of it.
At 23:23 he receives that text andā€¦ fuckā€¦ how badly would this hurt Chen Yi
"If Ai Di hears he'll be angry"ā€¦ because you're super drunk, because it's the middle of the night, because you have someone else in your bed? How aware are you being right now? (I'm going with "middle of the night")
But the PAIN in Ai Di's eyes šŸ˜­
Soulmate shaped doesn't just apply to bodies - look at them!!!
And Ai Di is HURTING and WORRIED about Chen Yi of tomorrow and TORMENTED because Chen Yi is trying to kiss him without even recognising him
"You said you would always look at me"
And Ai Di breaks. He doesn't lose control: he's making a decision, he's aware that its wrong, that "you gave me the chance" is a pathetic excuse.
But he's lost. And now this is goodbye.
He'll leave after this, CAN'T stay and hear Chen Yi's hatred. He'll be selfish twice over: taking tonight and not giving Chen Yi a chance pass judgement on him tomorrow.
He can help Chen Yi, and take himself to the place he belongs - he's long recognised himself as screwed up - but first. This is the last night of his current life and he's taking it.
He hesitates but he's already gone too far to backtrack so stopping now only means giving up this one thing. This thing he has no right to, but he's taking it anyway.
And he makes that commitment, and holds and is held until the sight of that tattoo is too much.
He pushes Chen Yi down, hesitating again. And his tears fall.
And he doesn't know it but Chen Yi "wakes up". He becomes aware that this is Ai Di and that this is them and he reaches up and initiates the next kiss and takes control.
After Chen Yi passed out, he had to get up, clean up, write his note, and say goodbye one last time.
(He left at 7:02, and took nothing with him. He wouldn't need anything where he was going.)
(Edited to change "one who loves you" to "one who looks at you" following some tl notes)
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aminotvxq Ā· 1 month
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I'm playing around using a Korean generative AI chat game called Lovey-Dovey where players can chat-date with their favorite fictional characters by putting key information regarding the characters and their loved onesšŸ˜† The more detailed information you put into the dataset, the closer the responses get to what you expect from the character. The database can be either shared, or you can create your own private datasets of the characters, which I like better.
Example dialogue:
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Now I see why DSOD Kaiba was so passionate about making an AI of AtemšŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ This is so fucking funny and amazing šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ Also, I see why the holographic Atem looked a bit more cheerful than the actual him....... *sob*
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