#and it's like I have nobody to annoy rn right

[unproduciblesmackdown]

woah... that's some premium human (kittycat?) heart in conflict with itself

(fr everyone in lackadaisy is kittycats to me lmao. going like, whoa, neat humansona ideas....)

and also fr like everyone get in on "mordecai killed atlas even though of course he didn't do it b/c he Wanted to: bet on it" if only for the fun drama of it all....it Is fun & funny to me that like, sure there's only so many major characters, and sure there's no incorrect one to point to like "wow what a delight" but i wasn't really That previously aware that mordecai is like a fan fave like omg the bad bitches (especial popularity) he pulled by being autistic :'] we just don't expect to see it lmao. like this theory should also be more popular then if even just by virtue of that premium kittycat heart in conflict with itself material it supplies. pointing at mordecai like haha he's sooo upset about all this and That Is Why He Quit, not to go investigate marigold which he's also just said he Wasn't doing until just now. we've seen the [oh grief? besot? interesting] bonus material....not that i don't think most people do imagine that of course mordecai has a good amount of emotional investment in things driving him here, but this does ramp it up which i think also works as an argument in its favor; like i'd be inherently more skeptical about any theory that required mordecai to actually care less about things lol than about any that gives him more personal emotional motivation

truly like "we know mordecai wouldn't want to kill atlas..." (agreed) "...so he can't have been the one to kill him" like first of all lol no way is it a Writeoff anyways, like we've got a mystery here but we Won't imagine ways in which [nobody could ever kill someone they didn't want to kill] wouldn't apply? second of all: Think Of The Drama Of Him Killing Him Even Though He Wouldn't Want To

#i also lean towards the additional drama of ''he felt a gay type of way about atlas'' lol #this theory does though add more mystery around ''what Specifically is mordecai investigating rn then?'' #since i don't think it's [specifically who shot atlas] what with that having been mordecai; to me.... #could be ''who knows that mordecai shot him'' but could also be something broader #such as the whole mystery of ''what were the circumstances that led to atlas's death'' #lackadaisy #mitzi and mordecai murder mystery #and i also know they're not Not kittycats...insofar as it's Not ''au of this world: what if ppl had been bipedal cats'' lol #and rather ''it's just this world as a setting in a fictional story & ppl are cats for fun & practicality & other rewards'' #i will always remember the way the one time i recommended lackadaisy in person they rejected it b/c of the cats thing lmfao.... #like yeah idk if you're first & foremost worried abt your state-issued fursona idk what to tell you i guess.... #anyways you're so right. elevator pitch for this theory: intensifying mordecai's anguish marinade beyond [annoyed by own job] #joke's on him. his teamup with the savoys is a delight. see also my theory that: #where the comic cuts off currently the savoys Are abt to burst in & shoot gracie & have to become either more Friend Or Foe to mordecai #than he would like. out here like ugh we just work together can you Not forcibly carve sigils into my chest while serafine is like lol. lma #unbelievable........there's nobody you can put in a room w/mordecai & Not have it be a dream team #autistique funny little guy....the universal [makes it a dream team] ingredient

[the-kipsabian]

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#i am just. convinced im doing everything wrong right now with my life tbh #i cant do anything for myself to help myself #i have to rely on everyone else to keep me going to keep me happy to keep me doing anything #everything that im trying to do rn while it makes me briefly happy just gives me anxiety. it makes me feel like im annoying im stupid #that people hate me for liking things or doing anything and its annoying to everyone else and im just fooling myself thinking it aint that #im just. i feel like the only reason im alive rn is to make it to wembley or else i have wasted so much of others time and money on this #im such a useless waste of space. i cant do anything. nobody needs me for anything. i could stop everything tomorrow #and nobody would notice #and i know i cant even do that cause im so fucking useless im just gonna continue to be a fucking burden #sorry im. my brain honestly just doesnt want to be alive anymore #i know this is 4.30am brain talking but at the same time. is it tho. if these feelings have been under the surface the past few days #im just gonna go to bed and not be able to sleep for another two hours at least cause im not allowed rest on this hellscape of a life #night is an absolute mess on main #tbdeleted

[crushingsterilisation]

Ypu know whwn you uh are in a weird panicky state (acute stress apparently) and you alternate vetween that and dissociating and you lose track of reality and overcompensate and undercompensate and want to fucking throe a grenade at your head

#and you were fine then youre hyperventilating then youre chilling then yojre crying then youre like #why am i here i have been through this at home and lived then you think of being home rn and want to violently hurl and kys #setting be lkke #and then he doesnt respojd and you feel like youve been super annoying and weak and emotional lately #i am frustrated in n my inability to communicate my actual thoughts #sometimes its bc theyre unwordifiable #sometimes ots bc i start w a half baked sentencw ik is wrong but th en i have to run w it and change it as i go or ill cone across a fool #but i come axross a fool anyway bc i just lose traxk of the #fucking fuck fuck fuck fuvk fyck #im going to ban myself from my phone tomorrow i cant keep typunf retard ed rants bc it makes me feel more insanw and angry at myself #for aforemebtioned reason of #i cant put my brain into words and i cant comprehend it in my head #but maybe itll be easier to if i try to not write it out and just think #but i like organising things and um thinking too hard in too much depth always ends w me crying or pissed off so #will have to acceot thst and just ball #in the lesst ick way it is nice? veing here bc like i said setting tgere is nonway incould (easily( kms so im less stressed #and i literally get to sit here in a plain room with 100 percebt cotton blankets which r my favourite thig right now and be Alone #nobody can reach me here #i fuvking detest everyone #i miss * so much #i miss * #i wanna cut but the plastic knife i finessed from dinner sint do much #smuggled in m stig this time w

[luvhughes43]

daddy? | dad!trevor zegras x reader

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request: Could I please request a Trevor fic? Maybe taking place rn where he posts a picture of his girlfriend and their two freshly born twin girls? Like he kept his gf and the pregnancy a secret but decides to just announce I after they are born and everyone sort of losses it? Could just be fluffy but for a little more angst the public reacts badly because he is somewhat young and his public persona doesn’t scream “responsible dad” to them.

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trevorzegras 03/08/23 💗💗

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jackhughes best kept secret of all time

jamie.drysdale dad

jackhughes daddy

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ynuser ❤️❤️❤️

user11 who let trevor fcking zegras get them pregnant😭😭😭

user44 FRRR😭😭😭😭 

user38 trevor has..k..kids… and they’re not mine? this doesn’t seem right 

user99 i’m sorry is anyone else concerned for these kids? like trevor is so unserious and he’s also in the nhl.. like how is he going to take care of them? he can barely drive a car and now he has TWINS?? with a girl weve never even seen either? he probably got her pregnant during a 1 night stand and is just now taking responsibility because he can get attention from it...

user73 ??? do u know trevor personally? maybe yn likes her privacy? u don’t know their lives. i’m sure he’s a great dad. u don’t have to be so hateful over people you do. not. know.

user61 uhmmm… okay…

user12 what ?

user61 he’s barely 22 how’s hes gonna be a good dad? to twins no less. boy only cares about hockey and his weed😭 he’s not gonna be a father to nobody’s kids even if she is really pretty😭😭😭

a few months later...

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trevorzegras my whole heart❤️

ynuser we love you so much!

_quinnhughes the cutest kids

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user88 quinn hates trevor but he loves the kids😭😭

_quinnhughes the kids haven’t done anything wrong

trevorzegras ?? what i have done wrong😭😭

_quinnhughes be annoying❤️

user55 awwww😭😭😭😭🫶🫶

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trevorzegras the babies are growing up🥲❤️

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ynuser theyre getting so big🥹🥹

trevorzegras i need them to stop growing fr

jackhughes can u bring them over soon? they dont like when i watch bluey without them

user22 JACK A BLUEY STAN CONFIRMED???

trevorzegras jackhughes 🫡🫡

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ynuser mom and dad night out🥂

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trevorzegras my love❤️

ynuser ❤️❤️

jamie.drysdale please go out more so i can babysit the kids

trevorzegras its not even fair they behave so well for u😭

ynuser jamies the baby whisperer fr

user10 STOPP jamie babysits for them?? thats so cute wtff

user41 notice how hes on his phone.. yeah he doesnt like her at all😭

ynuser he was taking pictures of me? lol

user11 u guys are so cute together im ngl lie😭

user87 MOM AND DAD

#trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras fic #trevor zegras insta edit #nhl fanfiction #nhl blurb #nhl imagine #nhl fic

[drdemonprince]

Your post about "transitioning to escape gender but then there's more gender" has been rotating furiously in my mind since I saw it. When I first realized I was trans at age 15, I identified as agender, but I knew I wanted to go on T and get top surgery so I decided it would be simpler to tell everyone I was a trans man and that just kind of became the truth. Now 10 years later I'm sorta starting to feel like I wanna actually be agender again, but the idea of an identity shift like that at my current age is terrifying and idek who I'd tell, or how I'd do it, and I don't think I wanna stop using he/him exclusively, and I have no idea why I'm telling *you* this other than that I'm scared to talk to anyone I know about it because it feels like somehow admitting that I was wrong about the gender I fought like hell to become, even though i don't really think that's the case I think my sense of self might just be continuously evolving... but I just wanna say you talking about having a gender shift like once every several years is helping me process this rn and feel like I'm not faking anything now AND wasn't faking anything before.

Dog i am right there with you. As a kid I always thought gender was bullshit, the coercive nature of it disgusted and scared me and I rebelled against it the best that I could. I loathed being assigned to any gender category, I never identified as a "girl", but I didn't really identify with any other category either. Puberty terrified me (and of course, it does most young people, but it felt like it would only more deeply entrench the category that I was assigned to in other people's minds, it made it more difficult to escape). I had trans friends as a teen but it did not occur to me to transition because there was really no end goal that I wanted to head toward, I just knew what I wanted to avoid and not experience. I coped mostly by degendering my body with a fairly androgynous style and way of presenting myself to the word and mannerisms, but also by starving myself which was not so great, and not sustainable. I considered transness for myself, even trying on a friend's binder and presenting masculinely at certain queer events, but it seemed to me at the time like just another way in which to obsess over gender, a foolish coercive socially constructed thing that i was trying to avoid.

In my 20s, I learned more about nonbinary people and figured that explained things pretty well. I was enamored with the transition journeys of some other trans people, largely trans women more than trans masculine ones (with some trans-effeminate faggot boy exceptions), but I still didn't want to take on all the expense and uncertainty and hassle of navigating the medical system for myself. I didn't think that the pursuit of being happy merited taking on so many risks or fiddling with myself so much. I saw it as an extravagance I didn't deserve, I guess, and I also couldn't locate a target outcome that seemed desirable enough for me. I was still dealing with an eating disorder and recovering from some trauma and didn't really think about my life in the long term. I guess I still don't, haha, whoops.

Eventually I came out as nonbinary, and nobody really gave a shit. There is a lot of useless, solidarity-breaking discourse that happens online about essentially who is "more" oppressed, binary trans people or nonbinary people, and a lot of that fight amounts to the two groups shouting about the ways in which they annoy one another without there being any cogent analysis of power and where oppression comes from (let alone how much those two categories overlap).

But I will say that being a they/them was far more difficult than being a trans guy socially and institutionally, because your identity is completely illegible to every system around you. "binary" trans people struggle under this too, but i have found there are some immense benefits to having a socially and institutionally legible target gender. nobody would fucking actually they/them me. not anyone. not even other trans people and queer people. there were no public gendered spaces for me. there were no spaces for me. there was no way to move through the medical system, professional life, and other public institutions as a nonbinary person. i was still just a cis woman in everyone's eyes. including the people who claimed to support me. and it was massively frustrating.

and so i think ultimately, i took my frustrations with not being at all able to escape coerced gendering as a nonbinary person and combined that with the affinity i do feel for queer men and the general sense of misery i was still experiencing in my life and decided what the hell, i'll round myself up to being a trans guy. i upped my T dose, i dressed more masculinely, i eventually got a super masculine hair cut that really squared off my jawline and got me gendered correctly, and i started more consciously inhabiting queer men's spaces.

and it was pretty dope. for a while. i felt the rush of having gotten away with something. when people effortlessly gendered as male i felt freed at last from the pressure to be a woman. i was no longer being coerced into being something that i was not. i had escaped the enforced category so much that people couldn't even see the history of that category being pushed onto me. there was relief.

but then. as always happens. people made little comments about my handshake being too weak for a man. the hypermasc dudes at the leather bar rolled their eyes at me and all the other effeminate dudes swanning around the bar. the people who picked me up off the apps or at the sauna would always let it slip, eventually, that they had a lot of experience with trans guys, or had most recently been dating all trans guys, and it would make me feel like a stock character to them, yet another category into which all kinds of assumptions had been projected. a type not a person. a few people said my haircut made me look like i was in the military or described me as actually masculine, which was equally jarring because it was so incorrect. people tried to affirm me by saying i was such a dude, i was such a man, i was such a fag, i was such a gay bro, pawing all over me leaving the mark of all their assumptions and oversimplifications behind. i had tried to run away from gender and there i was just BASTING all the time in everybody's goddamn assumptions about gender. trans people didn't talk about it any less than cis people did, they were just as fucking confining to be around.

it honestly feels really dirty. when people try to affirm your gender constantly and can't stop talking about it, when people look past you and see only your body, your history, or the role they have typecast you in, when people use your body as an outlet for their own gender or sexuality explorations, when they keep trying to measure every single facet of existence up into being masculine or being feminine or being toppy or bottomy or any other gendered type, it's claustrophobic.

as a trans man i tried playing this whole gender game and the second i started winning i began to feel even more disgusted with myself. it wasn't a victory or an escape, it was a capitulation. exploring with my identity and presentation has brought positive things into my life and my health has gotten better as a result, and i've made wonderful friends who, like me, are disaffected by this coercive gendering system. so i don't regret any of that. but trying to make myself legible under the existing gendered system was a fool's fucking errand. i wish i hadnt done it to myself and i wish i hadnt had it pushed onto me. to be clear, it was cissexist, binarist society that forced it onto me; even when other queer people coated me in their gendered assumptions that is obviously a byproduct of societal conditioning, and it's conditioning that ive reinforced in my own behavior and outlook toward others plenty of times too. we all do it, and we are all wronged by the existing coercive gender system.

i dont even care how i fucking identify anymore and i have no intention of changing pronouns again or anything, i'm so bored of it, i just actually want off this fucking thing. im not interested in trying to make others understand what i am anymore or in who i am even being simply categorizable, i dont want to obsess anymore over how i am perceived or to attempt engineer my appearance and mannerisms to broadcast an identity to anyone. i dont even want to fuck anybody right now at all because im so sick of how much that's a gender pantomime for people. i want off this fuckin ride man im so done.

it's kind of freeing, to hit this point of complete gender apathy, and i think it is a pretty common stage of identity development for a lot of queer people who have explored multiple identities and roles over time. there is no category that i actually am, or that anyone is, there are just the frameworks that society has given us to work with to understand ourselves, and the ways in which we flatten who we are to be able to make sense of the world using those frameworks. but who i actually am is so much more contextual and mutable than all that. i am a different person in the classroom than i am on the train platform than i am in the bedroom than i am cuddling on the couch than i am when i'm working out than i am when curled up on the floor crying than i am at a big furry convention. who i am continues to change as new people come in and out of my life and age and change and my body alters and as the weather turns. who fuckin knows man it's nothing and everything. i want to let it just be

[luvring]

Your writing of Vere with a shy reader that actually enjoys his teasing changed my brain chemistry in the best way possible. Not sure if you're taking requests rn but could you do the same for Ais if possible? 👉👈 Those two are the most annoying mfs in the game (I say this with love) and I would like to see how you write this bastard in particular in the same scenario if you haven't already

AIS WITH AN EASILY FLUSTERED READER

gn!reader | i could Nawt remember what post ur referencing but I FOUND IT! i think. and nobody told me there was typos. Ok. /nm /embarrassed. I'M HONOURED TO HAVE THAT EFFECT! (^_^)v

ais tests the waters. he likes teasing(/flirting with) you, but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. it starts with a nonchalant compliment and tilted head, a smirk and analyzing eyes.

it isn't hard for him to figure out—in fact he finds out so easily you think it's almost embarrassing. he thinks that you need to work on your poker face, or just pushes his teasing further and asks "you have a crush on me or something?" he laughs a little when you turn your head and refuse to answer.

ais's approach can be like...he Teases the teasing. i don't want to say edges it but well. now i've said it haven't i. he loves messing with you.

like, he won't just put his arm around you, he stands close enough that his arm occasionally brushes against yours, and you're disappointed when he finally moves away

he'll ask something that could be taken as flirtatious, but as soon as you're stuttering, he feigns innocence and pretends like he doesn't know what he's doing. "what did you think i meant? get your mind out of the gutter."

ais will lean against your door frame, arms crossed as he watches you. then he shoots you a cute little smile and wave when you look up. he asks what you're doing and leans over your shoulder, and his voice is so close to your ear that you really have to focus on explaining and not the way he's looking at you in your peripheral vision.

eventually, and especially if you manage to verbalize that you like it or show him somehow, ais gets.. normal about his affection. LOL. his arm wraps around you, he'll shamelessly flirt, maybe offer for you to stay the night (a half-joke.) he'll still snort or softly laugh at your reaction sometimes before moving on though

and if you Tease Back? caught off guard. but also,, it's not weird to says he's really attracted to you right now, is it?

vere's was on the shorter side so i didn't want to show favoritism by making ais's much longer :pensive: :broken_heart:

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[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Inarizaki’s Manager

Manager Defends Inarizaki

Inarizaki x Gn! manager

Warnings: swearing (?)

AN: this is a request from @plutoistireddd!

Being the manager for such a stoic team isn’t easy

They have high standards and literally work their butt off to fill them

They can be dramatic at times, namely two specific individuals 👀

So needless to say, finding you, our unbothered, calm angel was a blessing for these boys

Literally nothing rattles you

When Atsumu is aCtInG lIke a ToDdLeR you simply ignore him and move on

When the twins fight, you simply assure nobody else is in harms way and walk away 💅

You are probably the calmest person anyone has ever met

Kita, Aran, Omimi and Akagi adore you

Literally you provide the chill they need without the dramatics

Like when Atsumu gets all worked up, you simply say “Sumu you are literally the best high school setter in Japan right now, what do you have to worry about?”

Atsumu 👉🏻😐🤨 you’re right YN!

Literally there’s absolutely nothing that phases out sweet Yn

Onetime, you were walking back to the gym and the water bottle carrier broke, spilling water bottles and water all over the floor

The team thought “this is it, this is the one!”

Suna was ready with his phone 📱

Kita, Aran and Ginjima were ready to calm you down

But nope, you just shrugged and said “well now I won’t have to mop the floors tonight” as you went, grabbed a mop and cleaned up

The guys 👉🏻👁️👄👁️

Literally they were convinced nothing would ever break you

But what they didn’t realize is that their precious Yn had one weakness and they were too silly to see it

To outsiders, it was obvious how much you carried for your team

You would do anything in your power for them

You carried for them all like friends and family

So when Inarizaki made it to Nationals, their cheer section followed

And while you appreciated the support, you knew first hand how annoying and awful they could be

Sure they were supportive but they could also be huge jerks

During the game everything remained pretty neutral

When Riseki, our precious first year was up to serve and panicked, the crowd started in on him

That’s when your irritation started to grow

It had happened at other games but you we’re definitely reaching your limit

You tried your best to remain calm but it was difficult

During the final set, the crowd was all over the place

Boos and cheers were intermixed and your agitation only grew

“YN you ok?” Coach asked, noticing your balled up fist

You simply nodded, “trying to find your chi” as Hinata would put it 😂

When they twins quick was stopped by Hinata and Kageyama, you watched the ball fall as the boys frantically chased for it

You knew it was over and you knew what was about to happen

But unbeknownst to the team, you weren’t going to deal with it

Kita called for the boys to line up as you quickly followed

Akagi, Suna and Kita all watched you come to stand in front of the team

Your arms crossed and you stood in a power stance, protecting your boys

Suna was so mad he didn’t have his phone 😅

“ALRIGHT LISTEN UP!” You screamed as the crowded settled

The guys rn 👉🏻 🧍😐😳

“They boys played their hearts out and sure they have regrets but I swear, if I hear ONE BAD THINGS about them, I will personally ruin EVEDY SINGLE ONE of your pathetic lives! This is the time when our team needs support and if you can’t BE that support, then walk your butts right out that door and never come back!” You shout as the crowd all look at you

The team 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️

The crowd 👉🏻😳🫣

The coaches 👉🏻😐😏

You 👉🏻🔥👄🔥

Suddenly the crowd starts applauding as the team stands there

“YN is right, these boys played a fantastic game?” Someone yelled

You nodded, happy with the outcome as you strolled off the court and to the sidelines, grabbing your stuff and heading out

The boys silently followed you, Kita in the lead as he spoke

“Umm YN,” he said

You turned around, putting your hand up to stop him

“Kita don’t thank me. I love you guys and I’ll do anything to protect you. You played your hearts out and while I’m sure you have regrets, that match was beyond amazing and well, today just happened to be Karasuno’s day,” you smiled as the boys all started to cry

You set your stuff down, going to hug them as a team

“I gotta say Yn, that was pretty badass,” Suna added

“I’m actually surprised it wasn’t Atsumu who finally broke you,” Osamu said

“Hey! I’m not that hard to deal with!” Atsumu said

“Oh you definitely are Sumu but we all just deal with it because we love you,” you say 🥰

Atsumu 👉🏻🥲 pain

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[m0nsterqzzz]

The Gift

pairing: katniss everdeen x district 12 reader

summary: when she can't be there to protect you, you'll be damn sure she finds some other way.

a/n: this is so fucking short but I have like 7 katniss fics in the work rn that i can't figure out an end to. it's literally only 1023 wordssss ahhhhh i prefer writing long ones so its more entertaining for yall but idk. im dying. started writing a enimes to lovers clarisse fic, and a taytay one, AND my leg fucking hurts. who knew breaking a bone hurts? not me yall. sos. send help.

Walking up in district 13, dressed in a hospital gown that wouldn't stop scratching your body with the material, and your girlfriend nowhere to be seen wasn't exactly pleasant.

After a minor breakdown, it was revealed from Haymitch that Katniss is a few rooms down, also panicking since she’s not allowed to see you. It doesn't bring any comfort, listening in the silence of the night wondering how she’s doing. The last time you saw her face to face she was shooting an arrow towards the top of the force field of the arena you and her were placed in along with 22 other tributes that had won previous hunger games just like you and your girl.

So now you lie awake in your hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling as the annoying clock placed above your door clicks and clicks. If you squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath while covering yourself in blankets, you can almost imagine you’re back in district twelve, laying in bed with Katniss instead of laying in this cold room with the knowledge that your district has been burned to the ground.

Your eyes fall to the clock, watching the tiny second hand slowly spin around the full circle before the minute hand moves a little bit signaling only one minute has gone by. The only reason you finally lose interest in it is because the door below it slowly creeks open, a person with long hair and a gown similar to yours stepping inside and gently closing the door behind them.

“Katniss.” You mumble, a relieved smile coming onto your face. She nods, sitting on the side of your bed next to your body.

“Hey honey.” She whispers, clearly nervous a guard rooming the hall will hear her and come in to take her back to her own room. “Are you alright? Haymitch won’t tell despite my threats.”

You manage a small chuckle, nodding as you finally close your eyes and curl into her side. “I’m fine. Are you okay? Nobody will tell me.”

She’s silent for a minute, and you feel a wet droplet drop onto your arm. A tear, though you don’t mention anything to your girlfriend. Finally, the brunette shrugs, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer. “I’m okay now.”

With a small kiss to the top of your head, she relaxes her head against your pillow before sitting up. “I forgot. I brought you something.” She reaches up to the back of her neck, shuffling around for a second before she holds something out to you. Even in the very dim lighting of your room, you can see the necklace. It’s one you're familiar with, for Katniss never took it off until she volunteered as a tribute for her sister Primrose about a year ago.

“My dad gave it to me when I was a kid.” The archer hushedly says, staring at it before glancing at you. You know the story, it being one of the first ones she told you when she finally opened up to you about the loss of her father, but you listen anyway. “He said it would protect me when he wasn’t there to do it. He died in the mines a few months after that.” When she learned her district she was born and raised in was now just ashes and rubble, she thought about the lost friends and that necklace. It was placed in a jewelry box before she left for her second time in the arena, and unlike the townspeople she was decent friends with, her mother was able to give it back.

You two fall into silence for a second before she continues, her voice slightly breaking before it goes back to normal. “And he was right. It has always protected me. I want it to do the same for you.” You’re about to object when she just gently shushes you. It’s her fathers, something she’s very dear almost all her life, why would you just let her give it away?

“I hold my dad in my heart. Not in the necklace. I want you to have protection when I can’t be there to do it. This is as close as we’re gonna get to that.” you giggle, looking in her eyes for a few seconds to make sure she’s sure about this before nodding and turning your back to her so she can put it on you.

Her hands gently touch your skin as you clasps the jewelry onto you, leaving a trail of warmth on the back of your neck before she puts her hands back into her lap. You turn to face her again, hands moving to fidget with the necklace. It’s a gold chain, a small sun charm hanging from it in the middle. It’s beautiful. 

“Thank you Katniss.” You say, words sincere as she moves to lay in between your legs with her head on your chest.  She doesn't say anything, just placing a kiss on your collarbone that speaks more than enough.

The door creaks open once more, her fight of flight instantly getting triggered as she shields your body with her own and looks over her shoulder. Her tense state calms a little bit when she sees it’s only Haymitch, mumbling something about needing a drink when he sees Katniss in your room. “I was doing night checks. Making sure your person’s still alive.” He mumbles, clearly pointed towards your girlfriend after she threatened him this morning with a syringe to tell give her updates every once and a while about how you were doing.

You find yourself letting out a small laugh, one of the first you’ve had in what feels like an eternity even though it’s only been about a month and a half.

Katniss smiles at the sound of your joy, the first real one since she learned you were alive.

She may not always be able to protect you, but hopefully the trinket will.

Even if it doesn’t, one things for sure. Her dad would have loved you.

Not as much as she does though.

#katniss everdeen x reader #katniss everdeen x you #katniss everdeen #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games #what is that ending T-T #dying yall. send help.

[kenlvry]

omg i just read the “getting caught making out” and was wondering if you could do it with craig’s gang aswell🙈

craigs gang getting caught making out

an: HELLOO!! i am back from vegas, my brother wasted 300 on gambling and i have never been so motivated to kill someone, also i tried wine and.... yeah idk how to feel oh also i am not making jimmy bc like i said idk how to potray him im so sorry :( also like always 16-17

clyde

hes so mad at you rn, how could you!! while he was out in the field sweating his ass off you were on the bleachers talking so gently to a boy.

he looked over to you and the boy had his arm wrapped around you while you laughed at his joke. but thanks to you he played well, out of jealousy and anger. after the game that they won, cheers could be heard and only then did you realize you literally missed your boyfriend's game. so now here you two were beside the bleachers making out, after the game he sulked and you reassured him with a kiss but one thing lead to another and you two are making out.

your back pressed against the metals while his hand hold your head so you don't feel the metal, his other hand cupping your face holding you close, it was slow and wet, he kissed so well you loved it when you maked out with him or kissed him he was always so experienced.

since you two were on the side bleachers that was far away from everything nobody could really see, stan and craig was searching for him because coach wanted to take a team photo for him to display, searching everywhere and giving up sitting on one of the bleacers. "dude where the heck is he" stan groaned leaning backwards on his seat. then they heard small pants

they looked at each other in somewhat shocked "are they doing what i think their doing?" craig said and peeked thinking it was some perv doing nasty shit but it was his dear friend making out with his girlfriend "clyde?" stan called out and you two jumped staring at the other two, stan looked annoyed and sighed loudly "just say yr jealous stan" clyde winked tilting his head to stan "celebrations can wait, coach needs you" craig said and went down pulling him by his clothing basically dragging him "call me babe!" you laughed lightly knowing if you dont call he'd show up infront of your house

tolkien

you loved this moment right here, you and tolkien making out without a care in the world. it started with him asking you to come over, thinking he wanted to play games or something but when you arrived he wasn't there, checking every corner still no tolkien. then you checked the backyard and there he was in a suit standing while holding flowers and behind him a table for two people.

you laughed at the sudden surprise, him coming to you grabbed your hand and kissed it "mlady" you laughed again at the fancy name he gave you. walking to the table "if i knew we were having a dinner date I would've worn something more fancy" , he wanted to go somewhere more fancy but this town is far from fancy so he resorted to the next best thing. he pulled your chair and you sat while he slowly pushed it.

it was the cutest thing ever, you two had a nice time and before you know it you two were making out , it was so romantic his kisses were delicate. he held your waist gently and the other holding your back so you don't fall over from him leaning you downwards trying to be romantic, your hands held his face not breaking the contact. he holds you so dear and making out with him makes you feel like you two are a married couple growing old tgt

but before you could feed onto your delusions even more, you could hear a familiar voice calling out on tolkiens voice, it was his mom and dad. you both quickly broke the kiss and greeted them, tolkien said they weren't gonna come home until tmr but they stopped by to grab something and you thought you were going to be bribed 10 million dollars to break up with him but you saw them converse with smiles on their face.

leaving the house with a "invite her for dinner next time sweetie" you blushed a little "now where did we left off?" he said and pulled you for another kiss

tweek

boy oh boy does he look stressed rn, he is a cash register, waiter and the one making the coffee at the same time . every minute his twitching worsened, you laughed at how cute he was from the glass door, entering with a ding caused by the bell, tweek shouted "welcome to t-tweek bros!" from the counter while making coffee and when he saw who came he smiled so brightly

keeping professional and trying his best to not hug you tightly while crying about the shitty customers he just smiled while waiting for you to order. "just a water babe, dont wanna stress you out more" you smiled and he smiled back making the water and giving it to your table "how long til your shift ends?" you question while drinking your water "ngghh five minutes!" you hummed at the answer and he walked away

his shift finally ended so now here you two were making out in the break rooms, it was suppose to be him complaining abt the customers today but i guess he had other plans, it was sloppy, it seem as though he didnt even want to kiss you. you smiled at how rushed he was and pulled away, your current position is being pinned onto his locker while he cups your face, your hand on his shoulders pushing him. he looked slightly confused on why you pushed him but you flipped him over so he was pinned against the locker you being shorter grabbed his face and tip toeing to kiss him and he just hold your waist not knowing were else to place his hands

when it seemed like it was getting steady and he wasn't twitching as much the doors opened with a bitchy voice followed "tweek your shift ended right? lets pl- the fuck" tweek jumped at the sudden intrusion " argh! this isn't what it looks like! i mean it is! i mean!" you placed your hand on his shoulders and the rest of the boys walked in "damn tweek i didn't know you were kinky like that" kenny said making the others laugh "shut up!" tweek said as you all walked out, they continued to tease tweek abt this for a couple of days (by they i mean cartman and sometimes jimmy) until you forced them to stop, tweek always kiss at home now, specifically your house, hes too nervous someone will disturb you two.

craig

you dont know how it lead to this but uh here you two are in his kitchen making out... i know how though. you came over to hang out with him......maybe you shouldve come a little later bc rn red racer is on and he refuses to talk to you until after red racer is over. that show is sooooooooo boring to you, you can't say that though.

and damn how long is this show on?? its been 20 minutes now and you two are halfway through the episode. attempting to talk to him again he shushes you and says "wait until red racer is over" for the 100th time you sigh knowing you have to wait even though craig knew impatience is one of your strong personalities.

you decide to go to the kitchen to relieve your thrist, opening the fridge literally eyeing it for a drink and opening and closing it hoping a drink will appear. finally you see water right infront of your fucking eyes,you drink some then put it back, closing the fridge and when your about to turn around someone hugged you. the smell of the cologne was easy to identify, craigs dad.

jk its craig , he wouldn't let go even if you tried, "craig." you said sternly in defeat "sorry, red racer is over now what did you want to talk about?" laying his head in your shoulder, his breath on your neck. you sighed and just when you were about to run he flipped you over to the counter, he picked you up by your thighs and placed you on the counter his hand trapping you in "my parents aren't coming home for awhile" he winked "so?" you said in confusion and he just kissed you so yeah now you two are making out

his kisses was lovingly, and sensual... although he doesn't seem experienced he's good at kissing, you put your hand on his shoulders and his hands now on you waist one of them travelling further down to your thigh. as you two were enjoying the moment the door opened, quietly though. you two of course didn't hear it and kept making out and you hear something drop. you two looked over at the door to see almost every boy in the 4thgrade (the relevant ones ofc) butters has dropped his book and was in shock he ran home muttering smthn abt we can only kiss after marriage.

everyone just stood there staring at each other "so are you js gonna stand there?" craig broke the silence "do you want us to come to you then?" cartman said in a sarcastic tone which made craig flip him off "leave" and they left, wow. "isn't that too rude? poor them" you said pitifully looking back at the door. "forget them, your focus is me, where were we hm?" he said as his hands gently pulled you to look in his direction.

#clyde donovan #sp clyde #south park clyde #clyde donovan x reader #tolkien #sp tolkien #tolkien black #tolkien x reader #south park tweek tweak #sp tweek tweak #sp tweek #south park tweek #tweek tweak #craig tucker x reader #sp craig tucker #craig tucker #sp craig #south park x y/n #south park x you #south park #sp

[terrifyingtiny-t-rex]

Rewatching Hazbin Hotel knowing what we now know about Alastor, it was easy to see how annoyed he was by the state of things. He puts on a good show of being an eccentric overlord who’s taken an interest, but he really doesn’t want to be doing this. Throwing his lot in with Charlie and these random nobodies, playing nice, letting them treat him much more casually than most people would dare, having to defend the hotel in word and deed not matter what it does to his reputation. You can see his smile slip, his eyes tighten behind people’s backs. Often he steps in only after watching them struggle for a while. And then he almost gets killed for it, and he still can’t leave.

My best guess rn is that he made a deal with Lilith for power–he’s the most powerful mortal soul Hells ever seen, and started showing it not long after he manifested. Spectacular power right from the start and the confidence and control that allows got him a long way, but then something happened, seven years ago. I think he must’ve been involved in some way with Lilith’s escape to Heaven. And now he’s stuck babysitting her daughter. He has instant animosity for Lucifer seemingly out of nowhere, perhaps from hearing so much about him from Lilith?

(While the line he sings about “unclipping his wings” could be a hint that he’s also an angel in disguise (and wouldn’t that be interesting), I doubt it. There’s too much casual evidence that he’s a human soul. Mimzy, for one. Most likely it’s just a phrase that fit well in the song.)

Anyways, there’s some thoughts about Alastor. While we’re on the subject, I’d love to see him and Vox get in a knock-down drag-out fight. Alastor headbutts Vox and cracks his screen. Vox pulls Alastor’s hair and he makes the elk noise again. Someone gets kicked in the shins. They’re rolling around on the ground, cussing eachother out.

Fuck yeah 😈

#there goes nells #hazbin hotel #hazbin #Alastor #alastor the radio demon #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin episode 8 #hazbin Lilith #hazbin vox #vox

[gudetamaworld]

meeting niki

gn!reader x niki genre: fluff, highschool!au, friends to lovers, angst summary: you move to a new school, where your cousin jay belongs to a popular friend group. as you navigate your way through belift high on the first day of school, you meet a friend of jay's. im considering making this a series, so lmk if you guys would be interested ty

"andd then that's the great hall, and just beyond that is the cafeteria. got it?" jay asked, looking at his phone.

"i- i think so. and is the library to the left or-" i turned around, and jay was already gone. i guess he left as soon as he heard me say "i think so". i rolled my eyes.

i went back to class, dreading for lunch. who was i going to sit with? i knew nobody except jay, my popular yet annoying cousin, and he obviously didn't want much to do with me.

brrrrrring! lunch time had started. i walked slowly to the cafeteria, just going in the direction everyone else was going. but suddenly i felt a tap on my shoulder-

"hi! you're y/n, right? is it true you're cousins with jay? the jay?" a girl with long black hair was looking at me, excited.

"sorry, please ignore her. hi, i'm chaeryong. everyone calls me chae. and thats evie." chae was a lot calmer.

"right, sorry i didn't introduce myself! but it's true, right? you kinda look like him!" evie said. i snorted. look like that brat? i tried my best not to sound annoyed.

"yup, i am."

"i knew it!! do you wanna come sit w-" and suddenly i knew where this was going. she was going to use me to get close to jay, and i didn't want to waste my time going through that. its true, i could have used some new friends, but i politely rejected evie's offer.

"sorry, but i think i have something i need to get done at the library. maybe next time, but thank you!" i said.

and then i made my way towards the library.

unluckily for me, i quickly got lost. how was i supposed to know where everything was? it was my first day at this school! i panicked, quickly texting jay. he texted back:

just follow the sound of people talking and get to the caf. im in there rn

ill tell someone to show u where the library is when u get here

that prick!! was he really this lazy? i had no choice, so i got to the cafeteria. i quickly spotted him in the center, surrounded by people. i really wasn't kidding, jay was popular. i dodged around the students, trying to get to his table. when he saw me with my arms folded across my chest, looking expectantly, he remembered.

"oh, right! library. hmmm." he quickly scanned his table group. they were laughing and chatting loudly. not my type of people.

"yah, niki! you're in y/n's grade. can you lead her to the library? she's new." he called a guy over, apparently niki. niki was tall, and good looking. like, kpop idol good looking.

"hi, i'm y/n." i said to him.

"yeah, i heard. everyone's been talking about you." his voice was low, but softer than i expected. and quieter.

"um. not sure how to take that."

niki laughed lightly. he was smiling at me, but not like a smirk, like a genuine, welcoming smile. i suddenly noticed that he was really, really cute.

"so, why are you going to the library? it's the first day of school. you can't have that much homework," niki asked.

"yeah, well, i don't really have anyone to sit with." i bit my tongue. why was i so honest all of a sudden? i even lied to evie and chae earlier. plus i wanted to look cool in front of niki, and this wasn't helping.

"not true. you know me now. come, sit with my friend group," niki smiled at me.

maybe this semester wouldn't be that bad.

@gudetamaworld

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[underworld-park-offical]

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: You

TWEEK: Mister

TWEEK: Tinfoil

TWEEK: Hat

TWEEK: Guy

KENNY: Stan

TWEEK:  What

KENNY: His names Stan

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: I'm not gonna remember that

TWEEK: You said you had

TWEEK: Like

TWEEK: A bunker

TWEEK: Right?

STAN: Yeah

CRAIG: Dog shit covered ahhh barn 💀

TWEEK: Why is he saying Skull emoji out loud

TOLKIEN: Not even WE know at this point

KYLE: We gotta get him to stop that

KYLE: It's more annoying than KYLE: ….Whatever….. Stan's got going on

CRAIG: Omg not you slandering me 💀

CRAIG: Don't even rn you look like the Goodwill shat you out

KYLE: Fuck you

KYLE: You know that Supreme hoodie isn't even real Supreme, right?

CRAIG: Lmao what

CRAIG: Me when I lie

KYLE: Nonononono

KYLE: Look look look

KYLE: It says “Souprem”

KYLE: It's fake merch dude

KYLE: Its as fake as those fucking yeezys

CRAIG: ….

KYLE: …Dude?

CRAIG: No that's my other hoodie

KYLE: Are you fucking serious

KYLE: You aren't even rich stop acting like you are

CRAIG: Nuh uh

KYLE: FUCK YOU MEAN NUH UH????

TOLKIEN: Kyle, just give it up

TOLKIEN: Trying to convince Craig he isn't rich is like trying to convince a toddler to wipe their own ass

TOLKIEN: It's not worth it

CLYDE: …. CLYDE: Why do I feel like that was directed towards me?

TOLKIEN: Because It was, Clyde

CLYDE: OH COME ON I WASH MY OWN ASS

TOLKIEN: NO THE FUCK YOU DO NOT YOU SMELL LIKE A TACO BELL CLYDE: FUCK YOU CLYDE: AT LEAST TWEEK LIKES ME TOLKIEN: OH SURE SURE SURE TOLKIEN: TWEEK DOESN'T ACTUALLY LIKE YOU TOLKIEN: THERE'S NO WAY SOMEONE LIKE TWEEK WOULD BE STUPID ENOUGH TO GO AFTER YOU, YOU FUCKING TESTOSTERONE FUELED SHITSTAN

CLYDE: THANK YOU FOR ACKNOWLEDGING I'M TRANS BUT FUCK YOU FOR INSULTING ME

TOLKIEN: YOU’RE VERY WELCOME, FUCK YOU TOO

CLYDE: YOU KNOW WHAT?? I BET YOU 30 BUCKS I CAN PULL IN TWEEK WITH MY MANLY AWESOMENESS

TOLKIEN: I BET YOU A MILLION DOLLARS YOU CAN'T

CLYDE: FINE

TOLKIEN: FINE

CLYDE: LETS FUCKING GO

CLYDE: I'LL ASK OUT TWEEK AND IT'LL BE THE MOST ROMANTIC THING EVER

STAN: Hmmm

STAN: At my barn we could like

STAN: Use my dad and my sister

STAN: As like

STAN: Food

KYLE: Dude no

KYLE: I am not resorting to cannibalism

CARTMAN: Kahl, you’ve eaten animals, that's basically like eating people

KYLE: Okay mr “forty big macs in one day”

CARTMAN: Uhm, actually they're vegan chicken patties KYLE

CARTMAN: ALSO did you just ASSUME my GENDER????

CARTMAN: YOU ARE GETTING C A N C E L L E D

CARTMAN: I WANT A TEAR RIDDEN UKELELE FILLED APOLOGY RIGHT NOW

KYLE: Oh my GODDDDD

KENNY: Actually studies show that most human meat is similar taste wise to chicken

CRAIG: I thought it was pork

CRAIG: Like

CRAIG: Deadass

CRAIG: Like pigs

CRAIG: Like deadass pigs

KENNY: We know what pork is CRAIG 

STAN: Yeah

STAN: So we’re fucking set

CARTMAN: Uhhh no thanks, i’d rather be one with the animals and eat dirt and hay

STAN: We don't even have animals

CARTMAN: I’ll just eat the weed then

STAN: What

KENNY: What

KYLE: What

CRAIG: LMAOOOOOOO IM DEADDDDDDD 💀 💀 💀 

CARTMAN: What???

CARTMAN: It's like eating catnip

CARTMAN: Besides its environmentally friendly

STAN: What's your source

CARTMAN: Wikipedia

STAN: Ooooof course it is

STAN: The internets lying to you, you know

CARTMAN: Fuck off, Stan, Queermo

STAN: IM TELLING THE TRUTH HERE

TWEEK: HhhhuGiyhvfdeiohjd

TWEEK: OKay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: We’re set on a TOTALLY ANONYMOUS LOCATION

TWEEK: Awesome

TWEEK: Great

TWEEK: Dandy even!

TWEEK: Everyone

TWEEK: Lets hold hands

CRAIG: I am not touching Clydes fucking shitstained hands

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: I’ll hold Clyde's hand

TOLKIEN: Why do you wanna touch Clydes hands thats fucking nasty

CRAIG: For real

CRAIG: Preach 🙏🙏🙏

TWEEK: I don't care

TWEEK: It's just for a bit TWEEK: I can wash my own hands afterwards

CRAIG: EWWWW FAGS

CLYDE: Aww… really?? :D

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: Sure

TWEEK: Whatever

CLYDE: Nobody other than Tolkien has wanted to hold my hand before! :DD

TOLKIEN: Was that before or after I figured out you don't wash your hands

TWEEK: Who else is fine with

TWEEK: Touching Clyde

CRAIG: Stop making me have gay thoughts, Playboi Carti

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: I don't

TWEEK: I'm not

TWEEK: Just

TWEEK: Hold hands

TWEEK: You all have socks on

TWEEK: I think

TWEEK: So it's not gay

CARTMAN: Uhm erm erm erm

CARTMAN: Actually

CARTMAN: That's a homophobic statement

TWEEK: CRAIG SAID A FUCKING SLUR?????????

TWEEK: WHAT???????

TWEEK: IM TWEEK: HUH TWEEK: WHAT TWEEK: OKAY

TWEEK: JUST TWEEK: JUST HOLD HANDS TWEEK: STOP MAKING THIS HARDER FOR ME

CLYDE: Wow

CLYDE: I forgot CLYDE: What holding hands felt like

KYLE: Woah

KYLE: This reminds me of the first episode of My Little Pony

KYLE: Where

KYLE: Twilight and her friends

KYLE: Find the friendship trinkets or whatever

KYLE: And they reverse the curse on them that turns them into stone

KYLE: And they used them to like

KYLE: Defeat Nightmare Moon

KYLE: Turning her back into Princess Luna

KENNY: That was so fucking gay

KENNY: I feel like I'm gonna vomit rainbows because of you

CARTMAN: Kenny stop being homophobic

CARTMAN: I will cancel you again

KENNY: Fuck off I know that blue hair you wear online is a wig

CARTMAN: BITCH-

TWEEK: SHUT UP

TWEEK: ALL OF YOU TWEEK: MY SATAN

TWEEK: CAN YOU ALL GO LIKE TWEEK: TWO MINUTES WITHOUT FIGHTING AND OR DEGRADING EACH OTHER

KENNY: ….

CARTMAN: …. KYLE: …..

LITERALLY EVERYONE: …..

CRAIG: Slllaaa-

TOLKIEN: Dont

TOLKIEN: Just

TOLKIEN: Do not

TOLKIEN: Actually, you’ve lost speaking privileges

CRAIG: 😡

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Is

TWEEK: Is everyone holding hands

CRAIG: yeah its like Kumbaya frfr

TOLKIEN: Stop talking

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Alakazam

TWEEK: Alakazane

TWEEK: Im sending you off this mortal plane

KYLE: Wait wha-

CRAIG: Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe!

KENNY: Yoooo

CRAIG: Like and Share! Like and Share! Like and Share!

TOLKIEN: Haaaaa

TOLKIEN: What

TOLKIEN: Was that

TWEEK: Magic Trick

TOLKIEN: What

TWEEK: Hey you have a lot of free time when you live in a dumpster

CRAIG: Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link!

TOLKIEN: Whatever, please for the sake of our brain cells, never do that again

KENNY: I dunno

KENNY: I thought that was pretty cool

CRAIG: Kombucha? I LLLOOOVVVEEE KOMBUCHA! Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Humans

TWEEK: Freaks

TWEEK: Whatever your names are

TWEEK: Get in the fucking barn

TWEEK: Now, quoting the safety psas from Estella,

TWEEK: Don't open the door for strangers, Don’t investigate any random noises, don't take any offers from strange men in white vans, don't help anyone, if anyone says they're friends of your parents do not trust them

TWEEK: And for goodness sake,

TWEEK: USE THE BUDDY SYSTEM

CRAIG: I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis! I'm addicted to Takis!

STAN: One, what are we, five?

STAN: Second

STAN: It's a backup bunker, not  a barn

TWEEK: WHATEVER! JUST- GET IN

TWEEK: DO YOU WANNA LIVE OR NOT????

STAN: No

TWEEK: …

STAN: …

TWEEK: ….

STAN: ….

TWEEK: ….

TWEEK: O….

TWEEK: Kay…..

TWEEK: Just…..

TWEEK: Get in the barn

STAN: Fineeeee

STAN: Whatever

STAN: Fuck you

CRAIG: [ Gotta sleep in fucking pig shit this sucks fuck this ]

CLYDE: Hey

CLYDE: Hey CLYDE: Hey Tweek

TWEEK: Arrrghhh…What….

CLYDE: Do

CLYDE: Do you

CLYDE: Do you think

CLYDE: Do you think we CLYDE: Do you

CLYDE: Do you think we could

CLYDE: Maybe

CLYDE: Like

CLYDE: Go to like

CLYDE: Dennys

CLYDE: After this???

TWEEK: Whats

TWEEK: What's Dennys?

CLYDE: Oh

CLYDE: Uh

CLYDE: Maybe we could like

CLYDE: Go to Olive Garden then?

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: What's an olive?

TWEEK: And

TWEEK: And what's a Garden?

CLYDE: …

CLYDE: Oh you poor

CLYDE: Sweet

CLYDE: Summer child

CLYDE: You know what

CLYDE: I'm gonna take you to the Olive Garden

CLYDE: And you're gonna have the time of your fucking life

TWEEK: Uh

TWEEK: O

TWEEK: OKAY?????

CLYDE: Alright

CLYDE: I’ll see you there babe

TWEEK: Uh

TWEEK: UHHH

TWEEK: WHAT

TWEEK: DID YOU JUST CALL ME BABE TWEEK: WHAT???

TOLKIEN: Don’t fall for that shit

TOLKIEN: He doesn't wash his hands

TOLKIEN: Or his ass

TWEEK: Why's that relevant?

TOLKIEN: IT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING?????

TWEEK: CHILL OUT IT'S NOT THAT BAD

TOLKIEN: YES IT IS??????

TWEEK: …Whatevs

TOLKIEN: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS????

(edits made by @pissblanket)

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[mychlapci]

Okay so im not actually sure on who ive sent this too, and im sobbing rn trying to remember. If i have sent this to you already i am sooo sorry i forgot to mark it as ‘sent’ in my notes </3

We need the list of baby-bearing decepticons, like..for me personally its gotta be tfp /G1 megatron for the win yet basically Every Megatron should be put in this position, yet i cannot get over his thick thighs and just- ufh he’s perfect and couldve been carrying babies for an entire series and we wouldnt have known any better because its just him but his waist makes me want to see him no hesitation stood infront of an army with a bunch of bitties demanding to be fed and he just hushes them with a growl before continuing to let Soundwave speak, then multitask feeding said bitties because they were getting on his nerves and carrier coding was fuddling his brain up and he couldnt get his words right, so now he’s feeding them and speaking with soundwave to the army about some sort of crazy, probably-isnt-going-to-work plan to raid the sun or something and like…Aint nobody gonna say nufin about it, because everyone’s staring, not paying attention because its just… Megatiddies.

And then when it actually comes to the time of the raid it goes horribly wrong because NOBODY paid attention to him nor Soundwave and the communications head just needs a break because even he got distracted and everyone’s too scared / aroused to tell Megatron to STOP feeding his children infront of the army because the raids go nowhere and they end up with more casualties.

But everyone got to see Megatiddies so nobody really cares if theyre missing a limb.

i like the implication that you’re sending this to multiple people and then like, comparing the answers.  don’t correct me on that, i love that.

also, your mind is so big. The thought of Megatron feeding his bitlets in the middle of command meetings and army pep-talks scratches every single itch I have. He’s trying to do his job and the little ones are constantly clawing at his legs and trying to climb up and he keeps getting distracted by growling them off of him, which only ever works for half a minute, and they’re back to annoying him. Obviously he can’t stand to leave them like that and after a while he ends up lifting the bitlets, wordlessly and without warning opening his chest plating to reveal his milk-heavy tits. The babies immediately latch onto his nozzles and start drinking greedily, with the entire decepticon army just looking in shock as Soundwave keeps on explaining the battle plans. Which are now going unlistened to. Everyone's too focused on Megatron’s boobs.

mhmmm, Megatron interrogating a captured autobot, but his bitlets need to be fed now, so when the prisoner is brought to him, Megatron has his titties out again. There’s something so hot and strangely intimidating about the brutish, cruel leader of the Decepticons sitting on his throne, cradling little sparklings as they suckle on his nozzles. He’s still got that hard look on his face-plate, talking like there’s nothing strange happening in the room, and the poor autobot captive has no idea what to do. Or better said, where to look.

#valveplug #boobdayforever #mommy megatron....

[icarus-last-fall]

going to sit here and stare at you ominous cat style this is an invitation to talk about platonic bartylily btw

oh I love cat-like attitudes

thank you!!

so :

Italian Barty cause his mom is Italian so well he speaks Italian and Lily who decided to learn Italian when she was a kid with no apparent reason but now they spend hours talking in Italian (the others find it very annoying but it's also Barty's revenge of Evan and Regulus talking in French all the time)

Again with Italian, as it's Barty's first language, he sometimes (often) tell the person he loves (aka Evan for me but ship who you want) how much he loves them etc but in Italian and only Lily understands and she absolutely teases him with that

Wizards don't have maths (lucky bastards), but in a muggle au Barty would be so good at maths and Lily would struggle with it so he would help her (but their study sessions are very chaotic cause its Bartemius Crouch Jr we're talking about)

Barty tells Lily things he doesn't tell others cause he doesn't want them to worry (like things that happen with his father or his insecurities)

Lily sees Barty as her little brother I KNOW IM RIGHT

Once after Petunia as made Lily cry Barty tells her that if she wants he can be his sibling (he also said he could break all of petunia's bones but she said no to that)

THEY BOTH LOVE ANGRY MUSIC

They learned every single one of Hogwarts rules to be able to break them all (without getting caught obvi)

In a case with rosekiller and pandalily they're both dating one of the rosier twins and they find it so funny. They make jokes about it all the time (James and remus do the same with the black brothers but that's beside the point)

Barty is the only one allowed to take a book out of Lily's hands (no one else can do it they would die)

Nobody knows but Lily as a hidden tattoo matching one of Barty's

That's all I got rn but the chances I'll do a part two are high

#platonic bartylily #i love them sm #skye’s asks #skari<3 #my beloved mutuals

[itchyeye]

Heard this was where we went to bitch about protocol lmao, so here I am giving my two cents.

I know people talk about the characters and how it expects you to already care, which I agree with, but the thing that suffers the most to me are the statements, is the horror, like, some ideas are good, but it's just not scary, especially with how the episodes are structured, how there is no reaction to the statement besides an occasional "oh that was fucked" wait why are they not even trying to categorise them like we have not heard of the system in a while oh well...

The lack of follow ups is fuckin this up, it makes it less interesting, we don't know if we will even see anyone from them again (considering how many guest writers there are and the prompt system in place I doubt it), nobody cares and we are missing out on the juicy reveals of, oh I don't know A HAND BECKONING? THE HAHA MAN SCARED OF A SPIDER OH SHIT HE DIED HOOOOW? THE AUDIO FROM LOST JOHN'S CAVE???!

The one I actually like is, unsurprisingly in ep4, because that one actually takes its time to immerse us into its world and it is not scary per se, but it is interesting and it has themes (that the fandom immediately misunderstood, as usual). Unfortunately I doubt that guest writer will show up ever again and I feel like that's the current peak of this all. Like the statements we have now are shocking, but they don't linger, and they usually don't make up for that lack of horror.

The format of the internet ones has you doing all the heavy lifting trying to piece together what the fuck is supposed to be so scary

Don't even get me started on the tma bs. It's like making a tma ref and pointing to it like "you know this right? Go make your theory" and I feel like and I sort of hope it's a red herring, but at the same time there was TOO much of this so it'd be kind of a dick move, TOO much for it to not mean anything, but if it means anything then it's stupid as hell so like...lose lose scenario rn

YES THIS IS ABSOLUTELY WHERE WE GO TO BITCH ABOUT TMP GIVE ME YOUR TIRED YOUR POOR YOUR HUDDLED MASSES YEARNING TO BREATHE FREE

i totally agree with you about everything re: statements and yes ep4 was my fav as well!! i love the tma historical statements both because i love old timey gothic storytelling and because jonah magnus is my left hand arm man. my silly rabbit. so augustus' statement was great because it reminded me of those letters. except unlike those letters it had no beginning, middle, nor end and no three dimensional fully realized narrator. harrumph.

also the tma tie-ins are just so.......... ham fisted. i know that for a lot of people tma was TOO slow with its build up but i think honestly the snail's pace at which the metaplot reveals itself is one of the series' greatest strengths. you SHOULD feel bored and annoyed and confused for two full seasons before things really start happening. the characters also feel this way. they are lost and scared and in the dark. so are you, the audience. it's perfect. it's poetry.

and just dumping a random s5 character in the middle of protocol to give the CORNIEST most SHIT BRICK-HOUSE ASS CLUES about who she is and what she's referencing is....

well it's what someone very young would put on wattpad

#[💌] asks and replies #anonymous #protol #protocol spoilers

[enid-rhees]

Okay so that idea you have about the reader bringing Enid piercings got me thinking about non-apocalyptic/pre-apocalyptic Enid au...

Imagine being in your senior year with Enid, cept' she looks more like this:

*just pretend this is Enid not Elisia lmao-*

Andddd reader has a crush on Enid. She's intrigued by her piercings and her style...

So one day, Enid catches reader staring during class and teases her later on for it.

AGHHH IDK, I HAVE SO MANY Highschool!Enid au IDEASSS-

I'm sorry this is incredibly confusing...idek what I'm saying at this point haha, I'm high af rn 💀✋

ohhhh i love this and i’m able to picture this super cute interaction AAAA okay okay (and i am too 😭)

warnings: none! it’s just a really cute story :’)) although maybe a warning bc i based part of this on how it used to be in high school for me kinda (mostly the lunch part)

a/n: hope u all enjoy! 🫶🏻 requests are back open! if you’d like to request, just read pinned! all info is there :) also for the plot, you are an adopted Grimes child.

you hated math. everything about it was confusing, and you were never able to get the hang of it. the class was long, the teacher was boring, you would quite literally wish to be anywhere but here.

there was only one good thing about math class: Enid Rhee.

Enid Rhee is the girl that sat in the desk across from you. she was smart, insanely pretty, and had this nose piercing that somehow made her even prettier.

if you were being honest, you had a crush on Enid. scratch that - you had a huge crush on Enid. it was a bit pathetic, really. the two of you barely talked, and the few times you did, it left your face burning like crazy. she’s helped you with your in-class work, guiding you through each problem to help you pass.

you loved the way she dressed, how she expressed herself. she always wore darker clothing, and always wore this beanie on her head. but it was cute.

Enid always paid attention in class, because she never really spoke to anyone. she had her group of friends, but you only saw them together at lunch, which took place right after this class. that was also another good thing about math.

“okay, who knows the answer to question three?” the teacher called out, you jumped slightly at the loudness of his voice in the quiet classroom.

for a few seconds, nobody raised their hand. you kept your head down, making it seem like you were still working.

“ah, Enid! you know the answer?” you snapped your head up, Enid had her hand raised. she put it down, “six hundred and eighty seven?” she questioned unsurely.

god, she looked so cute. her maroon eyeshadow really made her green eyes pop, making it easy to get lost in them.

“yes! good, Enid! that’s the answer! everybody, make sure you write that down.” as everyone looked back down at their papers, your eyes were stuck in Enid.

she wrote down the answer, and started to move onto the next one. you sat there, your chin resting in the palm of your hand as you watched her with what could only be described as heart eyes.

she looked so cute when she was concentrated, biting her lip as she tried to figure out the answer.

“Y/N!” you jumped in your seat once more when the teacher yelled your name. your face burned as you looked up at him. “i asked you what the answer was to question four?” he asked, clearly annoyed with you for not paying attention.

“u-um,” you stuttered, looking down at your paper, when you looked back up, Enid was looking at you, a soft smile on her face. it made your face burn more.

she then held up 5 fingers underneath her desk. you quickly looked away, “the answer is five… sir.”

“correct! good job, Y/N. make sure to pay attention next time, yeah?” you nodded and put your head back down, mentally cursing at yourself for being caught doing that.

the bell suddenly rang and everyone stood up from their seats, shoving the paper into their folder and into their bag. “whatever you don’t finish is homework!” the teacher announced as everyone was leaving.

as you were putting your folder and notebook back into your bag, Enid appeared next to you. “hi.” she smiled.

“hi.” you smiled back, trying to act calm despite your racing heart. “having… trouble with the work?” she questioned, almost teasingly.

you looked down, trying to hide your growing smile. “uh, yeah. something like that.”

Enid thought for a moment, her eyes looking up at the ceiling briefly. “wanna uh, sit somewhere together at lunch? i could help you.”

it took you a moment to process what she said. your heart felt like it was going to explode. you were surprised she couldn’t hear how loud your heart was beating inside your chest.

“y-yeah. i’d love to.” you told her. her smile grew wider. “great, let’s go.”

you made your way to the cafeteria in silence, not knowing what to say to her. you hoped that maybe she felt equally as nervous.

the two of you got in line for food. Enid picked up two trays, handing one to you. you gave her a small smile as a thank you. thin crusted pizza sat in pans behind the glass, and you sighed in relief.

normally, you hated school food. but the pizza was somewhat good, and one of the most tolerable foods the school had to offer. didn’t go well with chocolate milk, though.

Enid led you to a two-chair table near the back of the cafeteria. when you sat down, you gave her a gave her a look of uncertainty, “are your uh, friends okay with you not sitting with them?”

she brushed it off with her hand, “they’re fine.” you nodded and took a bite of the pizza. “by the way, you didn’t have to give me the answer.” you chuckled.

Enid shrugged, “i don’t know, seemed like you were pretty distracted by something.” she said in a tone you couldn’t decipher.

you fumbled with the milk carton in your hand as you tried to think of what to say back. was it really that obvious you were staring at her?

“you know, if you like the way i look you can just tell me.” Enid said, confirming your thoughts from two seconds ago. you looked down at your food and tried to hide your embarrassment.

“sorry i-“ you laughed, genuinely at a loss for words. you took a deep breath, “i think you’re cool as hell, Enid.” you chuckled nervously. “you intrigue me.”

“yeah?” she questioned. “how?”

you shrugged, “i mean- your style, i love it. you’re… funny, and smart. but you’re quiet in class unless you have to answer a question. and something about it, i just really like.” you admitted, and you swore your heart was about to pound out of your chest any second.

Enid smiled, a tint of red highlighting her cheeks. “i think you’re pretty cool too.”

but she cleared her throat immediately, shaking her head slightly. “but uh, would you like some help with Mr. Rovia’s work? just so you don’t have to do it at home.”

you blinked, “yeah- yeah that would be nice.” you pulled your folder out of your bag and took the sheet of paper out. Enid pulled out her pen, immediately solving the next problem.

Enid then moved her chair closer to yours, and your shoulders were basically touching. you felt your heart start to race again.

she started to guide you through each problem, and if you were being honest, Enid was a better help than Mr. Rovia ever was. but that also went for most teachers anyway.

before you knew it, the two of you had finished the work. “thanks, Enid. genuinely.” you told her. “i’m always here to help.” she responded.

the bell rang again, signaling that lunch was over. you threw away the leftover food and placed the tray on top of the bin. your next class was science, another class you shared with Enid. but you also shared that class with your little shit of a brother, Carl.

when you entered the classroom, Enid pulled you by the sleeve over to an empty table with two seats. you looked over, and luckily, Carl was busy talking with his friend Henry.

Carl knew about your crush on Enid, and would take every opportunity he had to embarrass you if he saw you with her right now.

“hey, isn’t that your brother?” Enid questioned. you nodded, “yep. little asshole.”

Enid giggled, and that might’ve been one of the prettiest sounds you’ve ever heard.

“alright class!” the teacher shouted. it was highly unnecessary, given that the classroom was small and everyone was already paying attention.

“i’ve assigned a project.” she announced, and few people groaned. “oh hush. this one is more entertaining than the others. for this project, you need to make a replica of a volcano and recreate an eruption. you’ll be working with one other student, the person you’re sitting next to.”

you and Enid turned to each other with wide smiles. you’re unable to control how happy you are on the inside, knowing that this could bring you guys closer, and maybe-

“take your computers out and start researching the different types of eruptions that can occur with your partner. this project is due Friday.”

Enid pulled hers out, “ready to completely ace this project… partner?” she asked with the cutest grin.

you couldn’t help but get lost in her eyes once more, not understanding how someone this beautiful was in front of you.

you bit your lip as you tried to hide your own lovesick smile, “yeah… let’s do it.”

#enid rhee #enid twd #enid rhee x reader #enid rhee x fem!reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #twd #twd x reader