#dib got mail

[sadlittledib]

I WANNA BE PURPLED!!! just kidding. it is my favorite color though and I love seeing it.

*pours purple paint on your head*

#dib got mail #<-its been so long since i got an ask here i had to look up if that was the tag omg #my art has been very purple this year

[theragethatisdesire]

random poly!erejean headcanons bc i said so ❤︎₊ ⊹

some of these are going to end up nsfw i'm sure so i'm going to put a cut at some point but i just love this little throuple and u guys need to know as much about them as me and @fictional-d-supremacy

it takes eren the longest to adjust to everything (to be fair, he went from "wait, a threesome would be fun...especially with jean!" to "why especially with jean?" to "wait...jean.")

so it's understandable that it takes eren a bit to understand his attraction towards jean and jean's towards him, both of them are hesitant and crossing that bridge of best friends -> unexpected relationship

but one day you come over unexpectedly to find them snuggled up on the couch together, eren tucked under one of jean's arms and your heart just melts - naturally they LEAP up when you catch them and are super pink and eyeing each other suspiciously

jean goes a little too long without a hair cut and eren (after some manhandling) drags him in front of you one day, both of their hair tied back in identical buns. "look babe, twins!"

going on a date night with the three of you is damn near impossible

jean and eren bicker constantly about the restaurant. jean wants to wear the same red button-down that eren's already got on and claims he's called dibs. eren wants to have sex but you're all already fifteen minutes late for the reservation

all that to say jean gets to show off his cooking abilities a lot considering how many dinner reservations you miss

it turns out jean is the only person that can dom eren. eren loves to talk shit to you, but jean can shut him right up. sometimes jean's in the mood to play good cop/bad cop (like we've seen in the fics), but other times, your sex life just goes in a cycle of jean pulling the strings and you and eren smiling up at him with hearts in your eyes

eren finds out that he loves giving head. neither you or jean can get out the door without eren trailing after you begging to "just give it a kiss goodbye"

jean teaches you how to help him make eren cum without anyone touching him (you didn't even know guys could do that, and neither did eren)

when it finally happens, eren's eyes are as big as saucers while jean and you just smirk at him

"what just happened?" "you came." "i-i- but, i know, but-" "i think we broke him."

birthdays are a HUGE deal

especially since two of you can gang up on whoever's the birthday princess (regardless of gender, the birthday boy/girl has to wear the "birthday princess" crown that eren got you for your birthday a few years ago)

you've come home on several instances to find the air in the apartment chilly and jean and eren not speaking only to find out one beat the other in a video game

even once they're comfortable and mushy and in love, jean and eren still insist on you sleeping in between them

1. "because you're our princess!" 2. "because jean snores." 3. "yeah? well eren kicks." you wind up both the body pillow and the punching bag for them

you and jean love to get eren all flustered by telling him how pretty he looks before you head out. little cheek/forehead kisses make him scowl and blush without fail.

alternatively, you and eren love to rile jean up by sending him nudes and nasty videos while he's at work. you both pay for it later, but it's so worth it.

i feel like they just pick you up 24/7? like they've absolutely swung you back and forth with one holding your arms and one holding your ankles just to piss you off while you're reading on the couch

when you get your period, the boys secretly call it your "monstruation" period. jean chastises eren for it all the time, but he's the one that slips up and clues you in on it

eren's in charge of snacks and movies to keep you comfortable, jean's in charge of medicine and keeping the tampon/pad drawer stocked

eren absolutely buys stupid "his/hers/his" things for the house like mugs and matching towels. denies being the one that bought them when they show up in the mail

"we must have a secret admirer- i mean, not like i blame them or anything. we're hot."

i have so many more i just didn't want this to be an absolute MONSTER of a post lol. like yes, is poly!erejean a smutty dream? sure, but the FLUFF potential!!! that's what gets me! i just love them <3

if you guys want more please tell me i will never shut up about them ever

#eren x reader #jean x reader #poly!erejean #erejean #eren jaeger x reader #jean kirschstein x reader #eren x jean x reader #poly dynamics #erejean uni

[slafkovskys]

i’m not sure if you have anything that plays with the grumpy x sunshine fort f thing but all i can picture is jamie not even being against his sister and mact (because i can’t picture jamie with a bad bone in his body) but rather he’s just worried about how different they are?

like mact is just this confident, kinda stoic man, and his sister is like sunshine (sometimes feisty sunshine) embodied and he’s just concerned

and then he sees them together and he’s like “oooh. maybe this will work.”

-🎪

jamie drysdale has had to see mason mctavish a lot that summer.

don’t get him wrong, mason was a friend. a teammate. he had a lot of respect for the guy and would never utter a bad word about him, but he often wondered why he had to choose his sister.

they wouldn’t tell him when they got together, but he knew it happened some point during the season because by the time they returned to canada for the summer, the two were inseparable. mason had pretty much taken up permanent residence at his parents house (seriously, the guy got mail there the other day) and now had his own mug in the cupboard. jamie wanted to ask if his own mother missed him, but he refrained.

he just doesn’t understand why-

he hears the heavy sound of the wooden gate slamming shut and he watches as- oh? he watches as a smile tugs at the corner of mason’s lips as his younger sister makes his way up the stairs. mason pushes his chair away from the table, eyes twinkling in the fairy lights as she enthusiastically waves her hands, “sorry i’m late. we got slammed right before i was supposed to leave, so i had to take an extra table.”

“not like we were waiting for the birthday girl to be here to blow out the candles on her cake or anything,” carly teases the girl who not-so-subtly flips up her middle finger at her blonde best friend.

she wraps her arms around mason, pushing herself up on her converse clad feet to press a quick kiss to his lips before tucking herself into his chest, “what did i miss?”

“nothing much. like carly said, couldn’t really start without you,” he teases gently. he presses a quick kiss to her temple when she turns to thank someone for coming, still wrapped tightly around his body, “have you eaten?”

“i had lunch and ray made me some cheese fries before i left,” she hums. ray, a cook at her summer waitressing job who was old enough to be her father, always made sure everyone ate no matter what. mason hadn’t been thrilled at the idea of her picking a shift on her birthday, but she insisted on how good her tips would be as she clipped the birthday girl ribbon to the tank top with the restaurant's logo plastered on the front. that tank top was hidden now, covered along with the bike shorts by a too big team canada hoodie that (based on the number on the arm) could only belong to one guy. she pokes at his chest, “plus, i was promised by both my brother and my boyfriend that i would have the cook out of my dreams.”

“food’s in the kitchen, princess gets first dibs,” jamie raises his drink to the girl, “happy birthday.”

“thank you, jay. seriously, but i want to sit down for like five minutes first. everyone else can go ahead, but you better save me a hamburger!” she calls as their friends trample in through the open patio door. she allows herself to be pulled down on mason’s lap with a sigh, “i lied, i don’t know if i can get up now. you’re comfy.”

“guess i’ll just have to carry you around for the rest of the night, hm?” mason’s tone is teasing as his fingers drum at her thigh.

“i definitely wouldn’t object to that.”

and that’s when it clicks for jamie, when it’s just the three of them out there and he’s a silent witness to their conversation. while she loved people and enjoyed being a light, mason just tolerated everyone except for her and it was obvious in his actions. how attentive he was, how he looked for her in every room, how he was always attached to her like a magnet.

they may be opposites, but they were made for each other.

#mason mctavish #macxdrysdale!sister

[goodluckclove]

How I Critique Writing (A Loose Collection of Tips)

Someone asked me for insights into my methodology when it comes to giving feedback on writing and I realized I had way more than I could say in a reasonable amount of private messages. Are you someone who I've spoken to about their writing? Did someone send you their work and you don't know how to respond? Maybe this will help? Based on how people react I feel like it might be controversial but it seems to work.

When someone sends me their writing, no matter the size, subject or genre, I:

Take it seriously. It's a generational epic about the Vietnam war and its effects. It's a cute, young adult romance. It's Zim and Dib from Invader Zim realizing they've always been in love with each other. All of these things can be written with earnestness, strength, honesty and skill. It's fucking hard to write and if someone writes a single sentence that wouldn't otherwise exist its worth holding in your hands and examining with the same eye as if you were taking an interesting book off the shelf.

Respond with curiosity. It's common for critiques to follow a theme of ambiguous disdain. This doesn't work. Delete this. Bad. No. Gross. Guess what? That's not helpful. If you got that feedback, even if you followed it, you wouldn't be thrilled about it. Oftentimes you can take a line that makes you want to say Bad and ask something else. What is this supposed to express? What were you trying to do here? Am I supposed to feel happy/sad/uncertain when I read this? Curiosity can reframe something that you don't think works as a reader and turn it into an opportunity for the writer to look inward and solve their own problem. They might explain what they were trying to do, and if you were to say that it didn't pan out for you they're way more likely to tweak things themselves and feel like they still have control over their project.

Give comments. I've started giving more in-depth comments on the writing people give me depending on how anxious they are about it. If you're a pretty confident writer I'll give a summary of what I gained and what I was left wondering, what I thought and what I felt, what associations it made me think of in terms of tone and other forms of media - stuff like that. For newer writers, especially those who are far more doubting of their own abilities, I go buck wild. And in my opinion notes should be less like Good! I like this! Wow! Nice! (What are you, grading my book report? No thanks), and more like what you think when you're reading a book you're truly invested in. Make jokes about the characters (Not mean ones. I will send bugs to you in the mail.), chart exact lines that provoke physical reactions, even a small one. Can you imagine reading someone treat your work like it has its own fandom on Tumblr? You can do that for someone else.

Fucking have some fucking awareness of the fact that it might not be for you and that doesn't mean it's bad. I'm angry about this one considering the novel a friend sent me last night that they've been too terrified to try and post online, despite it being fucking brilliant. I'll try and calm down. Listen - you read what you like. I mainly read literary and experimental fiction, some poetry, horror and some sci-fi. Not a lot of genre fiction. But I will always be down to read someone's high fantasy story, because even though I don't really like fantasy I know what the good ones sound like. I've forced myself to gain a sense of what someone else would like, even if I don't like it. And I can still critique it. If I'm a builder and I see a house that's painted a shade of green I find sinful for a home (i.e. mint), I can look past that and focus on the state of the walls and the stability of the foundation. You aren't a reviewer, man. You are neither Siskel, nor Ebert. They write for readers, you write for writers. So you don't like historical fiction? Cool, man. Congrats. If someone trusts you enough to give you some to read and critique, you should still do so objectively. If you give it an automatic F because you wouldn't buy it, then you are legally a stinky little trash man. That's just the law.

Ask them what they liked to write and what was the hardest. There's apparently a weird trend on online writer communities that say there are specific rules that all writers need to follow. This is not true. It just isn't. If the dialogue in a story you read is weak, and the writer says they hate writing dialogue and really struggle with it, maybe tell them they don't have to use it. You might change their entire life.

RESPOND WITH CURIOSITY. You see the Ask games where people try and get more detail on the WIP of certain authors. If you have a WIP and I ask you a worldbuilding question that doesn't relate to the direct plot of the story as it exists now, I bet you'd like to talk about it. If I ask if you were inspired by a certain tone or movie, you might know the work I was talking about and feel happy. Or you might not know it, look it up, and feel inspired. I don't think people realize that a critique of new/unfinished writing is not a one-and-done exchange. You are taking part in an isolated process in a way few other people on the planet will. It's not homework. It's. Not. Homework. We spend so much of our time alone just fiddling our hands and making our magic, and in instances like these we share something in one of the ultimate forms of artistic trust. They're taking you into a world that hasn't fully formed yet. Is it cool? Can you tell me about it? Can they?

Be nice. Storytime, friends. In the way early 2010s, there was something on the internet called sporking. It was pretty much a line by line roast of someone's writing - typically fanfic. And I hate to say this, but I read a lot of it. I was 13, somehow untreated and overmedicated, and I was miserable constantly. Just cold in my chest. At one point I had the chance to critique a stranger's story - probably another child - and I essentially mocked the whole thing. They ended up deleting the story off the website. I cannot begin to describe to you the shame I feel about doing this, even ten years later. It burns in my heart and makes me sick to my stomach. If you are a serious writer, especially a young writer, and you insult another writer's craft to their face just as they're getting started - you will regret it. I promise you that. You will think about holding something alive and full of potential in your hands and squeezing your fists until it is just flecks of meat and crushed bone. It will haunt you. Maybe only a little, but constantly and for the rest of your life. So don't do it.

Wow what a grim note to leave on! That's essentially my philosophy on writing critique, do with it what you will. Want to send me some writing to receive this kind of excessive treatment? Cool! I have an email in my pinned post and I'll do that! I'm also down to chat if anyone wants to send me asks or DMs on writing/writing struggles/publishing tips.

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing #on writing #writing community #authors of tumblr #actually writing #queer writers #fanfic writing #writing critique #writing criticism #writing tips #writing help #writing resources #writing inspiration #i went crazy on this one didn't i

[opposums-love-arson]

Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Chapter 3

Chapter 2 / Chapter 4

Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis

  Once we got off the bus a few people said bye to  Sid and I. “Can you check the mail?” Sid asked, I can see why she wouldn’t want to. “Mhm,” I said as she walked ahead. It was as empty as Michael Myers’ soul. I instantly zipped upstairs and to the bathroom, “Calling dibs on the shower!” Nothing followed, wow not even a small ‘Whatever!’. 

  Once I was out I pulled my hair up into the towel and wrapped another one around me before heading to my room. Maybe I was just a bit too paranoid after today but I thought I heard something coming from the living room. “Hello?” I asked, no answer. “God if this were a horror movie I would be so dead…” I trailed my words just like I trailed the weird noise, quickly snatching up a vase from the hallway. I crept down the stairs and to the living room when I heard a crash. I jumped out ready to hit the culprit! Only to find Sidney picking up the phone. “What the hell are you doing?!” She exclaimed, obviously shocked to see her usually collected sister wielding a vase above her head. “I thought you were the killer!” I shouted, trying to keep the laughter of this humiliating moment at bay. Both Sid and I busted out laughing before she said, “I’m going to call Tatum now, why don’t you go get dressed and make some snacks?” Of course I was going to do what she said, she was doing me a favor for many things. 

  In the kitchen I still felt a little uneasy, like someone was just lurking around the corner ready to stab me from behind. “I’ve been watching too many horror movies…” Then I stopped to think for a minute. “Well actually the last movie I watched was Psycho with Stu and Billy when they invited Sid and I.” I know I’m just talking to myself as I make peanut butter sandwiches but who doesn’t? “Ya’ know honestly if I could’ve I probably would’ve kissed Stu, right in the scene where Norman is cleaning the hotel room but he’s completely oblivious to the newspaper carrying all the money. Much like Stu is completely oblivious on how to go about things correctly…” 

  My little monologue must’ve sucked me in a little too much considering I didn’t hear Sid laughing on the couch. “Oh my god, don’t do that! You scared me!” I shouted in total shock just holding up the kitchen knife, bread crust crumbs still covering the blade. “Are you all packed for tonight?” She asked me as she put her things together. “Uh good question,” I said as I put down the plate of PB&J’s on the coffee table. Sidney turned on the tv and started skimming through the channels as I ran up the stairs. Every channel she landed on was talking about the murders. 

  Coming back down the stairs I ran to the living room where Sid placed her things, not even noticing her in the other room until I went down the hallway. “Hey Sid-” Oh, she’s asleep, seems like she just fell asleep too. I quickly grabbed a blanket for her and laid it over her as she snored a little. I take this time to go to the living room and catch up on some sleep of my own. The past few nights have just been feeling weird and off so I’ve been staying up late.

  When a loud ringing from the other room blairs through the house I jolted up, ready for action! That was until Sid picked up the phone. 

“Hello?” She groggily asked.

“Who is it?” I whispered as I peaked out from the wall. 

Completely ignoring me, Sid takes hold of the small clock on the side table and says, “It’s past seven.” 

“Ugh oh that’s comforting,” She said to the person on the other line. At this point I’m pretty sure it’s Tatum. 

I sit down on the couch swinging Sid’s legs onto my lap. 

“Whatever, just hurry, okay?” Sid said, stifling a laugh before hitting the end call button and placing the phone back on it’s base.

I looked over to her and asked, “So what was that about?”

“Hmm? Oh i-” Before she could even get a real word out the phone rang again. 

When Sid picks up the phone she immediately says, “Tatum just get in the car-”

Now that I’m closer to her I can hear the other line and that definitely doesn’t sound like Tatum. 

“Hello Sindey,” A familiar oddly pitched raspy voice called to her. This made me roll my eyes, the boys again. 

“Uh hi, who is this?” She asked, moving her legs and sitting upright. 

“You tell me,” He says in a nonchalant tone. 

“Well I have no idea?” Sid said, her voice starting to quake a little. I’m tempted to just take the phone from her and yell at the person on the other end. 

“Scary night isn’t it? With the murders and all it’s like right out of a horror movie,” His words slither out, creepy and cold like ice. 

Sidney’s expression lightened as she said, “Randy you gave yourself away, are you calling from work cause Tatum’s on her way over.”

Walking around her I go turn on the lamp when I hear, “Do you even like scary movies, Sidney?” That’s the worst question to ask Sid of all people. 

“I like that thing you’re doing with your voice Randy, it’s sexy.” Sid says, her own voice going a little deeper. 

Now this made me laugh a little, “Randy and the word sexy in the same sentence, now that’s weird,” I said just above a whisper. 

“What’s your favorite scary movie?” He asked, this made me roll my eyes since he asked me the same question last night.

“Oh come on Randy, you know I don’t watch that shit.” She said, fidgeting around in her stance now. 

I myself felt offended and shot her a look, this made her throw up her one free hand. 

“Oh why not, too scared?” ‘Randy’ asked. 

“No no, it’s just- what’s the point, they’re all the same,” She said as she threw her arm outward, “Just some stupid killer stalking some big breasted girl who can’t act. Whose running up the stairs when she should be running out the front door, it’s insulting.” 

They’re not all like that, I think to myself 

“Are you alone in the house?” ‘Randy’s’ question made me stand up straight and look over at Sid. 

“Randy that’s so unoriginal, I’m disappointed in you,” She said looking over at me as she faced the window at the back of the couch. 

“Maybe that’s because I’m not Randy.” He said, I could feel my heart beat pick up… this is getting a little too close for comfort. 

Sid gets up from the couch placing her hand on her hip and asks, “So who are you?”

“The question isn’t who am I, the question is where am I?” The caller said, okay now this isn’t good. 

Snatching the phone out of Sid’s hands I aggressively asked, “So where are you?” 

“Your front porch,” The caller said as if he were still talking to the same person. 

Staying in the same spot but keeping an eye on Sidney who was no doubt going to the porch I asked, “Why would you be calling from our front porch?” 

“That’s the original part,” he says. 

“Oh yeah? Nice fucking try.” I said as Sidney opened the door, “Calling your bluff.” 

“So where are you?” I asked, feeling the wind from the cold night already telling me Sid was outside. 

“Right here.” The caller said, startled, I spin around only to be met with empty space. 

Walking to the porch myself I asked the caller, “Can you see Sidney right now?” 

“Uh-huh,” he says in confirmation. 

“What is she doing then? Hmm? Tell me,” I said. If it weren’t such a serious situation I would’ve gotten the camera at the sight of Sidney picking her nose. 

“HELLOOO” My big sister called out. 

“Nice try Randy, tell Tatum to hurry up. Bye now” I chimed to the other line with a giggle escaping my throat. Sid linked arms with me.

“If you hang up on me you’ll die, just like Sidney’s mother!” The caller shouts, loud enough for Sidney to hear right next to me. 

We both freeze in our tracks equally scared and appalled by the words that just left his mouth. 

“Do you want to die, (y/n) , her mother sure didn’t?” They asked me. Sid’s grip on my arm tightened. 

“Fuck you, you creep!” I ragefully whispered into the phone. I rushed both Sidney and I into the house before locking the door. That wasn’t enough though since the supposed caller jumped out of our closet. Sid and I ducked but not before he landed a blow on her. Not on my sister you don’t! I hit him on the back of the head but this caused him to turn around and shove me back, making me hit my head and everything started getting dizzy. The killer was on top of Sidney before she kicked him off. As fast as she could she grabbed me as I was trying to open the door, not realising it was latched. 

  Running up the stairs with the killer on our tail Sid flung me into her room first before she did the same to herself and closed her door. The great thing about Sidney’s room is that her bedroom door and closet door were right next to each other so if the closet door was open the bedroom door couldn't. The killer did his best by swinging his arm trying to attack Sidney and I. Doing the smartest thing I could right now I picked up the phone and dialed 911 while Sid failed at shutting her window. To no avail though, the phone line was dead. Sid pushed me aside and went to her computer inputting the numbers 9-1-1. Then it stopped, the killer was gone. 

  A loud thud at Sidney’s window sill startled us before we realized who it was. “Billy!” Sid exclaimed, relieved to see her boyfriend. I just stood there with my guard still up..

“The door was locked, I heard screaming, You alright?” He asked Sid as he looked over at me. 

“The killer’s here, he’s in the house.” She said as she hugged Billy tight, sobs just releasing from her mouth left and right. 

“He’s gone, he’s gone.” Billy cooed into her ear as she hugged him. The expression on his face gave me goosebumps. 

All was fine until Billy dropped something… a small black compact cell phone. Oh shit. 

In a mad frenzy I rush towards Sidney tearing her away from Billy’s grasp and run out of the room with her hand in mine. 

“Wait, Sid, no! Wait wait wait! (Y/n)!” We heard Billy shout as we reached the front door. 

Sydney opens the front door in a hurried panic and we’re met with that same white ghostly mask again! We both shriek out in pure terror! And so does… Dewey. Nevermind the day is saved…

  It felt so surreal to be sitting here on the tail of the ambulance with Sid while Billy is getting forced into the back of a cop car. They just got done checking me and Sid for any bruises or contusions. Billy wailed for Sidney much like the car sirens wailed to alert danger. Walking up to us the sheriff said, “Well, we’re seeing a lot of you today.” Then Dewey spoke up asking, “You girls going to be able to come down to the station and answer a few questions?” 

“Oh shit, Sydney, (y/n)!” Tatum’s voice made me pop my head up. Happy to see a face we can comfortably trust. 

“God I’m so sorry I showed up late,” Tatum continued, holding Sid’s hands and cupping my face. 

“Tatum you can’t be here it’s an official crime scene.” Dewey said as he grabbed hold of his sister to escort her away. 

“No!” I shouted, everyone looked in my direction before Sid said, “It’s okay.” 

“Their parents are out of town, alright? They’re staying with us tonight.” Tatum said as she scoffed at her older brother. 

“Does mom know?” Dewey asked, for what reason? I’m not sure. 

“Yes dufus,” Tatum said, pretty sure she just wanted to get us out of there at this point. 

I could see the Sheriff holding the costume the killer wore as Sid and I got into the back of the car. This has officially become the most terrifying night of my life. I grabbed onto Sidney’s arm for comfort as she petted my hair on the way to the station. As we were about to pull away from our house a news van came rolling in. Out hopped none other than the devil herself, Gale Weathers. We could hear her call out for Sid as we drove away. 

#scream #scream fanfic #ghostface #ghostface x reader #ghostface x y/n #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x reader #scream 1996 #stu x reader #billy x reader

[jijidraws]

⚠️⚠️⚠️ HEADS UP // I’ve unlocked all of the 2021 sticker club exclusives as per new year tradition!

They’re half sold out so it’s truly a ‘get them while you can’ situation. New patrons got the first week of the year to snag any they wanted before they went public and my mailing list got the first dibs yesterday. ♡

NEWYEAR23 still works on orders $25+ thru the 16th! 23% off your goodies for a limited time. xo

#jijidraws #artists on tumblr #body positive art #jiji knight #jiji shop #reblogs super appreciated! #body positive #jiji shop announcement #shop small #done for patreon #patreon artist #patreon stuff #holographic sticker #sticker club #stickers

[bamsara]

Just got your stickers in the mail and I legit squealed! You're the reason I actually joined patreon- I would have subscribed to you regardless of the stickers but they are really nice to get. I know it's a LOT of work to get them all out but know that you made my day, possibly week. Also, there were 2 other things with it, I'm assuming extra stickers? Would there be any way to buy previous stickers from you that you've made? I really love the dib space jar one and the one where dib and Zim are just chilling with each other.

Anyways, just know that I love what you make and what you do- fanfiction, art, and even just Bamsara™ shenanigans:)

Godspeed daycare/paklet gremlin, godspeed.

!!!! I'm glad you got them saftely! With all the trouble some envalopes are having it makes me relieved to hear it's working out sdklghsdlkgds

Yeah! I send up to two extra stickers, usually aesthetic or silly ones along with the actaul fandom stickers for Pats. I was supposed to have a KoFi store set up for additional stickers outside of Pateon but I've hardly any energy or mental wellness to set it all up currently, so I'd like to set it up one day when I'm in a better place.

Thank you for liking my stuff!!

[humanboi-zim]

It's raining so I got driven home by the Dib's Dad and Dib fell asleep on my shoulder. Will use as black mail >:)

#invader Zim #iz

[satansaidmyturnintheh3llscape]

Everything Right/Wrong with Ninjago “Rise of the Serpentine” E5: Can of Worms

I really wish we got to see more of Lloyd and the ninja prior to the Green Ninja reveal :(. Also, this contains a reference that only a small fraction of people will likely understand fully, but I couldn’t stop myself. DISCLAIMERS: Show owned by LEGO. This is not a professional review/critique - it’s primarily intended for comedy.

Comment/reblog and follow for more! Read below the cut!

- Theme ✅

- Lloyd can whistle, and regularly whistles his way around the Bounty. I don’t know why this is a win, but it is ✅

- At first this was gonna be a sin for having the audacity to name a video game something as stupid and obvious as, “citar legend,” but now it’s a win for my phone for repeatedly correcting it to “cig@r legend” every time I tried to type it out ✅

- Never forget that in a matter of what must’ve been hours, Lloyd managed to not only beat Kai at “his game,” but managed to top his own high score like 4 times ✅

- “…later bro” ✅

- Why does Jay do nothing and just let the sparring bot attack him? Couldn’t he just Spinjitzu his way out of this or something? ❌

- Also, what did Lloyd do to the sparring bot? Either he genuinely has knowledge of how to tinker with it and purposefully made it go haywire, or he just beat it a couple times with a wrench and hoped it would attack Jay anyway. Either option is worth a win ✅

- At first I thought he was waving, but based on his hand placements, I think Lloyd is saluting the ninja as he walks away from them?? ✅

- I don’t know who the ninja are yelling at right now, but they’re not even looking at each other ❌

- “How am I supposed to strike fear in this? It’s pink!” Zane finally learned about gender roles. Is this character development, or character regression? ❌

- I love that before Wu opens the door you can see Lloyd’s silhouette just standing there waiting… menacingly ✅

- “I got first dibs on-“ Cole threatens to beat an 8 year old for adding spice to his soup ❌

- “Why can’t you teach us to paralyze a man with one finger? Or find out if a man is lying by the twitch of his nose?” “Because not all lessons are about fighting!” Maybe not, but Jay’s ideas sound a h*ll of a lot more useful considering what they do everyday ❌

- “And I misplaced my lesson book.” Wu loses his lesson book and then suddenly forgets everything he’s ever known about this ancient craft he’s been practicing for literal centuries ❌

- How sound-proofed are those doors that they completely block out Lloyd’s voice when Cole closes them?? ❌

- “… live with us, but my sister??” Kai wants his baby sister to live alone in a blacksmith shop just because she isn’t a ninja ❌

- “But those tombs could be anywhere!” Shame we don’t have someone here who literally helped to imprison the serpentine in the first place, isn’t it? ❌

- The tombs are BARELY in line with that symbol. If the writers wanted to make this make sense, they easily could’ve just gone with a less complicated symbol. I really don’t know what the point of this was ❌

- “Light as a feather, pinky” ✅

- Btw, Glacier fans, how many times have you rewatched this scene?

- I was gonna add a sin for the Mailman because why was he delivering mail to the Constrictai tomb, but at this point I’m just gonna say he’s omnipotent or something and move on.

- “You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that” It didn’t? The frog was standing there the whole time, Fire Cracker ❌

- “No, I’m the real jay!” Call me crazy, but this was actually really good set up for Kai’s venomari-induced vision to be a million Jays attacking him and him struggling to figure out which one was the real one. But sure, elves and gingerbread people work too, I guess

- “I’ve never fought little people before!” You’ve fought Lloyd, isn’t that close enough?

- Cool save but what was Nya’s dart supposed to do? If it was a tranquilizer it wasn’t very effective ❌

- Detail of Samurai X wearing Nya’s bracelet ✅

- But also, how do none of the ninja notice that they’re wearing Nya’s bracelet?? ❌

- We have dr*nk Adora, sick Luz, Marky Wu, AND thawed-out Sprig, but stoned Kai will always be the OG ✅

- Jay spills his drink all over the table and makes no effort to clean it up ❌

- “It’s a can of worms I don’t wanna see open.” Line exists solely for the purpose of claiming that the title of the episode makes sense… which it doesn’t, but the writers were short on time and literally couldn’t think of anything else so it’s what we’re stuck with ❌

- “Don’t worry, it’ll ware off soon.” The little wink Jay does at the end>>>>>✅

- Also, plasma shippers, how many times have you rewatched this scene?

- Kai screaming in this clip will never not be hilarious ✅

- Why does Pythor have such a hard time uniting the tribes in these next few episodes? I know they were supposedly at war, but it couldn’t have been that bad of one if there were casual friendships between them like Skales and the Fangpyre ❌

- “Friends, enemies, and enemies who pretend to be friends” Pythor definitely has a better public speaking grade than I do ✅

- “That’s a lot of snakes…” Actually, that’s a frighteningly low amount of snakes considering these tribes are supposed to make up an entire race of people ❌

- So do the serpentine bond over r@cist jokes or…?

- ^ “What’s going on? Why am I losing them?!” I don’t know, Pythor, but maybe you should ask the brightly colored ninja hanging from ropes in midair where everyone can and should see them what they think. They look like they could shed some light on the situation ❌

- The serpentine were somehow harder to defeat and escape from when we were just dealing with one tribe at a time ❌

- Jay dangling off the bike ✅

- In Tournament of Elements, you can actually see that Chen has Zane’s pink suit, which implies that Lloyd sold it or something and just found a new one here ✅

- How did Lloyd manage to rig the fridge to do this???? Whether you want to admit it or not, kid Lloyd had a braincell that everyone likes to ignore ✅

- The episode moral was supposed to be that rumors are destructive, but it actually features the heroes weaponizing them against their enemies. So, always use destructive means to achieve your goals because they’ll justify each other eventually, kids! ✅

Sentence: Lloyd’s hidden braincell

#ninjago sins/wins #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #ninjago kai #ninjago jay #ninjago memes #ninjago nya #ninjago zane #ninjago cole #ninjago fandom #ninjago shitpost #lloyd garmadon #ninjago wu #ninjago pythor #kid lloyd

[syrupwit]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank you for tagging me, Sulky @sulky-valkyrie! In return I am tagging: @chipper-daily, @sunrisetune, @malatruse, @potatowitch, @only-slightly-terrified, @ladysavannah908

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

On my main, 178 :-)

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

On my main, 340,181 words as of today!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

All of them!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Almost all smut:

Struck (Invader Zim, Dib/Zim)

table (Invader Zim, Dib/Zim)

softly through the shadow of the evening sun (MCU/Venom films, Peter Parker/Venom Symbiote)

Salt (Invader Zim, Dib/Zim)

Like You Better Framed and Dried (TUA, Allison/Vanya, written shortly after S1 dropped)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I used to reply to every comment, but now my replies are more sporadic. This is due to a combination of being very busy and not always having the energy to fight my social anxiety. I don't feel guilty about it, nor do I mind if others don't reply to my comments or reply after a long time -- this is a hobby, we've all got lives.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Never Satisfied -- mind the tags please. Alternately, Struck.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

My stuff usually has happy endings, but the happiest narrator is probably the Vagabond Girl in Hearth-Cakes.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Rarely! It's been from people who are ticked off that I wrote m/m smut, or that I wrote a kink they find depressing.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do. Many kinds.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Is TMA + The Bone Key crazy? Collaboration

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Someone asked to translate a short Miles/Walrider Outlast fic of mine into Korean, which was exciting and flattering. I gave permission, but I don't know if they ended up translating it.

This is tangential to the question, but MiladyMorningstar on AO3 did an absolutely wonderful podfic of my IZ mail order spouse series: Typical Human Courtship Series [Podfic]

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I am a diva, and I don't think I could do it. The round robin we did for Sav's birthday went well though :-)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

ZADR -- it set my tastes as a teenager and does to this day.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Worst Man :( I have an outline and like 4k-ish but idk.

16. What are your writing strengths?

These are the top skills I feel confident using:

Description

Dialogue

Poetic voice

Humor

Making the reader go "wait, that's fucked up"

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm sure there are many I have yet to discover (AND CONQUER) but:

Not explaining things enough

Plot

Getting impatient and rushing to the conclusion

Action scenes

Smut

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

OK, I actually have strong feelings about this. Unless the fic takes place in two languages, canon does the interrupting other-language thing and you're mimicking it, or there's some other important reason (aesthetic, personal, logistical, etc.), "He informed them in Spanish that the goose had escaped" or "Leia and the space bank robber carried on a furious conversation in Huttese" works better than inserting a block of non-English dialogue into the text.

Additionally, I hate the way it looks when non-English words are italicized in description or dialogue. Thus, I don't do it. If a character routinely uses slang, terms of endearment, or other expressions not in English in canon, those are not getting italicized in my dialogue for that character. Ever!!!!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Gosh, I think it was Spirited Away... I got ff.net hate for it. I got flamed! People in the Neopets General Chat ("GC") had to counsel me.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I will never tell :-)

#meme #writing tag but with more words so it's unique

[garbagefarm]

Mutucule Farm (#7)

2023-01-27, Mutucule Farm session #7!

cast:

me (@mothmute)

Belle (@snacco)

Cam (@amanita-spore)

Erin (@salamand3rin)

Highlights include, but are not limited to:

no way, I’m not taking notes for everything before the game even starts

(“maybe our premium patreon donors can have the pre show notes”)

Belle has dibs on the watering can (but little do we know)

I read out the invite code—FDCZA009H3A—before copying/pasting but Erin said she’d already gotten it (I’m skeptical)

we continue referencing cowtown

I go to the mines, get our first stardrop!! Yeah!!

Belle delivering Sebastian his daily Frozen Tears

Cam finds some glasses in the lava......?

(they’re Erin’s, I put them there)

Erin almost forgets Jelly Night!

It’s Jelly Night!!!

Pierre is ignoring his wife to focus on his true love, Money

(camily is endgame)

Level 6 Combat! Slegg press......

I overexert myself, fishing is now forbidden

Robin puts up the Special Orders board, Lewis tries to take credit

(I keep mistakenly writing my notes in two places, whoops)

Watering can!!

... wait, Belle already has a copper watering can. Okay, Erin gets it instead

I defeat another slloor

Belle bullies me into going into Joja on a wednesday to get more pumpkin seeds

(I’d literally completely forgotten you could buy seeds from Joja)

Vincent wants to watch the bug race!!

Pompkin in the pumpkin patch!!

Rosie (the cow) exploring

I’m planting so many trees! Don’t ask what happens to them later, it’s carbon offsetting!

Beach crate??? ... 5 mixed seeds, thanks

Erin throws me a hazelnut from across the farm

George wants green algae to roast for dinner. I can’t tell if George is the best cook or the worst

Studying the scientific benefits of moose-sniffing

put my axe in the shop!

I saw bread in the trash, asked “is anybody gonna eat that?”, didn’t wait for an answer

Emily wants fancy rocks

SKULL KEY

Concern about accidentally taking the wrong bus and ending up in the desert

Back-to-back cutscenes!!

Haley absolutely does not want to clean under the couch cushions. I tell her to suck up and deal and she throws a tantrum

Emily is having a psychedelic dream about me

I’m gonna end up with Penny ‘cause her name sounds like pasta

Penny alla vodka......

Eel Quest??

Penny wants an eel for her sore head (???)

(bitches love eels)

I have no reserve eels, it doesn’t rain in time, and we aren’t set up to get rain totems yet. Eel Quest fails :(

Why do people live here? oh hey, Belle gets a cutscene of Shane depression drinking about it

Belle and Cam pile into my bed. Erin wasn’t invited :(

(to be fair ... nobody was.)

I get a mail pizza from Shane

Cam talks about going into the woods and cutting down trees to blow off some steam. Paraphrasing:

“You took a life!” “yeah but what about all the fish?”

“They’re fine, you can just put them in an aquarium and they perk right up!”

Belle got her steps!

Marnie’s cows can have a little amaranth, as a treat

Special order for TRASH

we don’t even get to keep it?? is man not entitled to the trash of his brow???

“a real live new england fishboy”

I have a secret project, it is not a birdhouse. none of us seem very interested in the coop.

There’s grass all over, I’d like to speak to the plantager

We should get another silo! needs copper bars, we’ve only got raw, aaand the coal is missing

Belle only needed the coal for a second! unfortunately, I also needed it for that same second!

Robin is not available to build a silo :(

Tomorrow is workout day :( :(

We gather ‘round the fire for a portrait

Cam and I get so caught up doing a sword dance that EVERYBODY DIES, costing us several thousand G in robbery! on our own farm!!

NEXT TIME:

Silo?

Coop??

HOG BARN???

festival, grange????

tool upgrades???

#mutucule farm #stardew valley

[sadlittledib]

your art is INCREDIBLE!!

im glad you think so!!!

#dib got mail #thank you ^_^

[refriedrambles]

unpolished notes on mysterious mysteries (why am I starting here? why not)

It gets long

the conspiracy theorists are odd balls I need to rewatch first episode they're in to see if the whole "alien said to listen to the blob" means anything

The host is at the end of his rope and desperate to keep his job (I'm kinda wondering what was going on behind the scenes here)

Pig foot drives him to look back into the archives despite the scar he received "last time" (god this is fic bait. I might need to write something for eventually. Just have Dib give this man ptsd)

HC: MM Host tried to sue for his injuries but the same network owns both the stations MM and Membrane's show run on and they persuaded him to settle out of court. He only got his bills covered cause the rest of that money could go in REAL science.

There is so much in the Dib archives. It's bigger then the room they started in.

Host immediately see the potential in the video. (Senpai noticed acknowledged you Dib!)

Host is VERY quick to make his thoughts about Dib known despite trying to stay professional.

HC: Dib totally sent in that clip of himself as a toddler. Probably years ago with some sort of fucking fan mail. "I wanna be like you when I grow up! This show is my favorite! Praise me! I'm so young and I've been doing this so long. Pretty cool, right? I know." (Verm's on the money about the Zim and the Tallest parallels to Dib and Host)

Baby Gaz only gets frustated when the blocks read aliens. So I'm gonna assume Membrane was already making comments about it at this point.

Dib's so full of himself in his retelling. He's trying to sound so serious and professional/smart yet humble as he narrates into it. Full blown boasting. He's failing the assignment.

Whether his hero complex is fogging his recollection of things and he geniunely believes this is how it when down or he's embellishing is an interesting question. (Dib is kinda one of my blindspots) It's likely a bit of both.

I do believe he views Gaz as a sidekick. I wonder if he actually views Gaz as a scared little girl despite how terrifying she. It's actually pretty likely that he doesn't really know her at all despite living with her and being family. It's a very Membrane thing. Could be part of the reason Gaz is how she is. She has no reason to trust Dib if he's too busy with his paranormal shit to even know her by now.

He's obviously making Zim out to be a bigger threat. I do think he's purposely embellishing here. Mostly about Zim shooting at him.

Emphasizing things through redundent rephrasing. (don't look at me)

Really getting into the straight up lies now. "But I was too much for him." You were not.

He's so fucking sure of himself. Nothing else has worked Dib. Stop trying to be cool infront of your idol it's not gonna do anything.

Dib's day has been ruined.

Zim's so quick to look into the camera as he acts. He flinches at alien, has his tiny tyraid and then snapping quickly back to acting.

I reiterate. Dib's day has been ruined. The sad look he gives to host, when he's talking to Zim.

It's interesting that when he says he's playing "like a human earth larva" he's up in the tree with Gir. Were you just fucking around trying to keep the robot distracted Zim? Or was that the actors just getting ready for the next shoot?

We know Zim's bullshitting to some degree. Very clearly about the lunch monzies. But I do think on some level he just sees Dib's bullshit as bullying.

The little cowaring and sobbing, love Zim's lies here. He's absolutely playing the victim for sympathy cause it's a strategy that normally works for him (on earth), but damn if Host wasn't the perfect target for it. Like the man clearly views Dib as a menace. It wouldn't take alot to sway him.

Day further ruined. Dad's not even here and he's still killing your dreams, Dib. (How'd you get the world's most famous scientist as your expert, huh, Host?) I bet Membrane fucking jumped on the oppurtiny to debunk something on Dib's favorite show. He loves to be seen. He's correcting "misinformation" with REAL science. And his son is going to be watching! Even better. I bet he didn't even know Dib was on the show.

"He told me my daddy is a yeti." Starts to breakdown. "My daddy's not a yeti! HE'S NOT A YEEETTTI!!!" Those were some strong thumps. How much did Dib harass this kid?

"Well, Dib," distain clear in his voice.

So full of himself. Also repetition.

Zim was so ready to eat that thing.

I think Host's fear of Dib extended to Gaz, but he's more open about it cause she's more outwardly aggressive. It's not that he got shit thrown at his head. But the fact he's fully expecting to get hurt again while filming this episode and he feels like he's being forced to do this.

Also the budget's getting pretty low, huh? Hosts typically aren't camera men.

Gaz being very clear about how she views most people. I do think the view that she's smarter then everyone else is also a Membrane trait. And she maybe right in the show, but she also just sees nothing but stupidity in everyone else.

"Restrain him!" AAAAAGGHHHAAAAH!!!! It almost sounds like he's being punched.

Stacy: WITNESS. GIR isn't even bothering with a disguise. Zim called him in and he's just like Ookie Dookie! Waves at camera.

"LET HER TALK! Can't you see she's upset." Zim quiets without a fuss.

Is- is that a zombie in the squirrel suit?

"I feel bad for the ugly green kid," you were primed to sir. You were primed to. But like Zim did make the best case here. In isolation perhaps Dib's would be as strong, but with his mischaracterization of Gaz his story takes a major hit. (Dib can't make a compelling case to save his life. He was only staying to cool at the begin because of who he was talking to. He didn't want to come off badly. If he took that adittude into more of his arguement I think more people would be willing to hear him out at the very least.)

"But not an alien." I absolutely love the delivery of that line. I love it!

Tiny yeeee! and he walks off with gir.

HC: Host is the creator of Mysterious Mysteries and has basically bankrupted himself keeping it a float. The man is deep in debt and the network has him by the balls.

Maybe I'm wrong here, but I feel like Zim was giving Host a similiar amount of respect to what he gives Ms. Bitters.

This is definitely one of my favorite episodes. From the delivery of the lines, to the staging of the story, to host's slow crumbling until he just breakdown on set and of course an appearance from the Professor.

#refriedramblings #show notes

[right-brain-of-froggy2]

Christmas in July Day 20

Another late post, sorry y'all! Tomorrow there will be two posts to make up for it ;) I've never written text conversations beyond a few short blurbs so I hope this writing style wasn't too odd or OOC for the bros. Here is Text Me Merry Christmas!

A little key for names:

The Child = Alan Squid Games but better = Gordon Sister = Kayo Man Scented Candle = Virgil EOS’s dad = John OG G.O.A.T. = Scott

AO3 link here!

Squid Games but better changed “family #blessed” group chat name to “ho-ho-hoes”

Squid Games but better changed the group photo

O.G. GOAT: Why do you do these things Gordon?

Squid Games but better: I think the question is rather why not?

O.G. GOAT: Because board members are nosy and look at phones whenever a notification pops up

Sister: Well better they know now you’re a hoe than find out later

O.G. GOAT: Kayo no

The Child: How much longer will you be in New York? The cookies are getting stale and Virgil won’t let me eat them until you’re back :(

Squid Games but better: DIBS ON ALL THE REINDEER SUGAR COOKIES

Sister: Didn’t you guys just make them an hour ago? No way are they stale

O.G. GOAT: I meant to tell you guys this morning, the board meetings aren’t going to be done before Christmas. Amelia is saying that I’ll have meetings with TI shareholders until the 26th since the last quarter got pushed back

The Child: That’s during all of Christmas! So not fair!

EOS’s Dad: You do know you’re the CEO right?

The Child: I just might cry

Squid Games but better: HE SPEAKS. JOHN SPEAKS.

O.G. GOAT: It’s not up to me, it’s the ones investing in TI that are insisting we get this done now. Amelia tried but her hands are tied too

Man Scented Candle: Sorry bro :/

O.G. GOAT: Me too, I know how much you guys look forward to Christmas

Sister: It’s not your fault

Sister: Seriously, we get it. We’ll manage somehow! Tracy power!

Man Scented Candle: No we won’t. You’re the only sane one in this whole family

Squid Games but better: Keep your phone charged Scotty me boy

O.G. GOAT: I will. I probably should go back out there. They think I’ve been in the bathroom this whole time

Man Scented Candle: Simple but effective excuse. I approve

Squid Games but better: *photo*

Squid Games but better: *photo*

Squid Games but better: *photo*

Squid Games but better: *photo*

Man Scented Candle: okay Gordon I think he gets the point

The Child: *photo*

The Child: *photo*

Sister: Gordon I can see you on Alan’s phone

The Child: but Allie can’t see me

The Child: so

The Child: *photo*

The Child: *photo*

Squid Games but better: He took his phone back :(

EOS’s Dad: Do I still have to come down if Scott’s not there?

Sister: You make it sound like you don’t want to see us

Squid Games but better: Don’t be freaking *rude*

EOS’s Dad: But he gets an excuse to not be an active member of family activities and I already have a headache

Squid Games but better: I’ll make EOS make you come down

EOS’s Dad: She wouldn’t betray me

Squid Games but better: I’ve got some prime blackmail that she’s keen to

Squid Games but better: Don’t tempt me

O.G. GOAT: Oh my god Gordon why do you need to document every single minute of wrapping presents

O.G. GOAT: Who even did you buy nerf guns and a llama sweater for?

O.G. GOAT: And no blackmail. We’re a family with morals

Sister: I was very concerned about that too

Sister: *the llama I mean

The Child: Literally none of us have any connection to llamas

Squid Games but better: It’s a surprise!

Squid Games but better: But the llama is for Jason Panes. We’re doing a mailing Secret Santa with the ol’ WASP Squad 40

The Child: Gordo has friends??

EOS’s Dad: I think he’s lying

Squid Games but better: I will hunt you down. I will haunt your dreams. I will make you regret ever being a dick to me.

The Child: Ooh scary. Scary Gordon! I’m afraid!

Man Scented Candle: Scott, we need you to mediate. I don’t want to

Man Scented Candle: Scott

Man Scented Candle: Scott

Man Scented Candle: Scotty

Man Scented Candle: Scotty

Man Scented Candle: Scotty

Man Scented Candle: Scooter

Man Scented Candle: Scooter

Man Scented Candle: Scooter

Man Scented Candle: Mr. Tracy

Man Scented Candle: Mr. Tracy

Sister: I’m going out on a limb here, but I think he’s back in a meeting.

Squid Games but better created the group “Renegades”

Squid Games but better changed the group photo

Squid Games but better: We’re totally flying out to NYC right?? I don’t want that idiot to be alone on Christmas

Sister: Yes

The Child: Yes

Man Scented Candle: Yes

EOS’s Dad: I guess

Sister: Okay team we’ve got an hour to load Tracy One. Gordon and Alan, load all the presents and decorations. Virgil, pack clothes for everyone. I’ll do pre-flight checks and call ahead to the airstrip. John take the space elevator down and don’t rush because we don’t need another incident

Squid Games but better: You get bossy when you’re put in charge

Squid Games but better: This is why I think we should go with my idea of loading Tracy One in an hour, me and Allie will load all the presents and decorations. Virgil, pack clothes for everyone. Kayo will do pre-flight checks and call ahead to the airstrip. John, take the space elevator down and you can rush because you’ll have time to pass out and drink orange juice on the flight over

Sister: thanks gordon

The Child: Let’s do this!

Group chat: “ho-ho-hoes”

Man Scented Candle: How much longer until they’re gonna let you out of jail?

O.G. GOAT: Hopefully before I actually have to go to jail for murder with these stupid people

Man Scented Candle: Language! There are children present!

EOS’s Dad: EOS says she won’t let you go to jail

O.G. GOAT: Is that a threat?

EOS’s Dad: She says it’s a promise for her “favorite of John’s older brothers”

O.G. GOAT: I’m your only older brother

The Child: That’s what the government wants you to think…

Man Scented Candle: But ETA?

O.G. GOAT: Probably not until nine so I’ll get takeout from somewhere

O.G. GOAT: That’s around noon on the Island I think

O.G. GOAT: I can video call you guys? It won’t quite be as fun in person but it’s the best we can do

Squid Games but better: Aww Scotty misses his siblings

Sister: Gross

The Child: Let us know when you’re done!

Scott checks his phone for any new messages. There aren’t any and he can’t help but feel a little twinge of jealousy. His siblings are probably enjoying Christmas dinner after opening presents this morning. Free time is rare meaning if one brother is missing, then too bad for them. It just so happened to be Scott this time. On Christmas.

He gathers up his briefcase and suit jacket as the automatic taxi slows. The door slides open with a recorded message to be careful exiting. Scott steps out into the cold street. A few other people are on the street, similarly dressed in business attire with no holiday spirit. Scott kicks away a chunk of snow before entering into the penthouse lobby. He greets Donald at the front desk before heading up to the top floor.

The elevator dings on his floor. The top penthouse suite. Scott finds himself standing outside of his solid black door. It’s the only unit on the top floor so even here in the hallway, Scott is isolated. Scott’s stomach turns with something sadly bitter. He types in the key code for the door.

“Merry Christmas Scotty!”

Scott stumbles back into the hallway as his arms fill with Alan and Gordon.

“What-?”

The two pull back as Scott finds himself wrapped in tinsel and a sticky bow in his hair. He looks around his penthouse as he takes off the ribbons. What was once simple grays and blues is now hidden by tinsel, twinkling lights, and everything sparkling red and green. There’s a decorated tree in the center of the lounge with presents. His siblings are scattered across the room in holiday themed pajamas. Gordon is clicking through the streaming services on the TV to find a Christmas movie. Alan and Virgil are fixing a few ornaments on the Christmas tree. Even John is down from orbit. He’s curled on the couch with his anti- motion sickness patch behind his ear and a box of crackers in his lap.

“You didn’t really think we’d leave you alone on Christmas, did you?” Kayo asks, coming out of the kitchen with a steaming mug of hot chocolate. “Now get into your outfit!”

In conjunction with Kayo, Virgil tosses him a wrapped gift. Scott tears into the paper to find his new pajamas- a soft cotton set with Rudolph print. He laughs, smiling genuinely for the first time since coming to New York. “I love you all so much!” A pause. “Most of the time.”

“That’s all we ask for bro.”

“Sappy! John was just worried he would actually have to bail you out,” Gordon teases. “Now sit down before you collapse from exhaustion! We flew all the way out here and I’m not letting this chance to relax go to waste.”

“Relax? Oh no,” Kayo warns.

Scott hears the cocking of an airsoft gun. Turning around, he finds the gun aimed right at his chest. Gordon passes him a Nerf handgun- cocked and loaded- under the blanket.

“Your move.”

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #john tracy #virgil tracy #kayo kyrano #gordon tracy #alan tracy #christmas #christmas in july

[adis-is-hades]

I feel like doing some BNHA headcanons. Specifically about their childhoods and middle school lives (mostly Bakugou and Midoriya centric)

Katsuki grew in spurts. He’d stay one height for, like, a year before suddenly shooting up like a weed in a week.

Izuku grew steadily. He’d have moments of being taller than Katsuki for a month or so before Katsuki’s next growth spurt hit.

When Katsuki hit his growth spurt, Mitsuki and Masaru would go through the closet, making their son try on everything and sorting into keep or donate piles. They’d also go through their own closets.

The Midoriyas had first dibs on the donate pile. Izuku would get to run into the bathroom at the Bakugou’s with his chosen outfits and basically had a little fashion show in the clothes.

Katsuki always loved the black skull t-shirt. He had at least three in his closet and would make sure he got more every time they went shopping after his growth spurt.

Izuku liked the skull shirts too and was always thrilled when he saw that there was one or two in the donate pile. He always picked it up to try on. More often than not he walked back out of the Bakugou home with the shirt on.

Katsuki has sensory issues. He hates stuff around his neck and always gets his clothes just a little bit baggy.

The closet raids stopped when Katsuki and Izuku were in middle school. Mitsuki believed that Katsuki was old enough to go through his own clothes after each spurt. She realized just how wrong she was when Katsuki walked out of his room wearing a skull shirt that was too tight and fit the boy like it was a crop top.

Izuku stopped wanting birthday parties when after his eighth (8th) birthday because he realized that no one would come. He was surprised when Auntie Mitsuki and Uncle Masaru walked in, Auntie holding Kacchan by the back of his shirt with the boy looking ready to kill. In Katsuki’s hand was scrunched black fabric which was then handed to Izuku and revealed to be a skull shirt. It was Izuku’s favorite gift that year.

It became a tradition for Katsuki to give Izuku a skull shirt every birthday (and even the occasional Christmas). It was always in secret, the shirt was always a hand-me-down, and more often than not it was either mailed to the green-haired boy or left on the doorstep early in the morning. Izuku treasured each and every one.

Izuku dabbled in a lot of things in his spare time. He got into photoshop and a bit of graphic design in his first year of middle school. His favorite project was designing a shirt. He made the base color black, added the white skull, and began placing fireworks around and behind the skull. He used his allowance to get the shirt made, and gave it to Kacchan for his birthday. He hid his smiles whenever he saw Katsuki wearing the shirt, even if the blond was yelling at the other kids that he designed it himself.

Izuku makes a new shirt for Kacchan every year. The design always has the black shirt with fireworks and the skull, but the placement and colors of the explosions are different. He doesn't know what the other does with the older shirts when he grows out of them (Katsuki places the shirts in a keepsake box, but he won't admit it)

Including some related dorm-life headcanons because I can (also, canon is dead and I'm Frakensteining the pieces into my own monster)

At the beginning of their second year at UA, Izuku actually hands Katsuki the new shirt in person, in front of the entire class. Everyone's extremely confused when they see Bakugou immediately pull off the shirt he was wearing and put on the gift. Izuku just grins brightly.

Katsuki is seen wearing this shirt at least once a week. No one faults him for wearing it when he forces them all to feel the fabric, proving it to be one of the softest things they've ever touched (and Kouda has a rabbit)

When Izuku's birthday rolls around a few months later, Katsuki shoves a black wad of fabric in the other's face. "We're keeping up the tradition, right?" Izuku's grin at those words might just be brighter than the one he gave on Katsuki's birthday. The green boy mimics the other's actions from that day and pulls his shirt off, quickly tugging the black shirt on and revealing the skull design.

Kaminari and Mina sneak into Bakugou's room one day and find the keepsake box, almost immediately running to the common room with the four other firework skull shirts in hand. "LOOK WHAT WE FOUND!" They show off the shirts, everyone fawning over the quality and how well-kept (re: well-loved) they are.

Bakugou snatches them all back and goes to his room while Midoriya just stares at the door that Kacchan left through. "He kept them all," he whispers. The only ones to hear him are Jirou and Shouji, who don't question it.

Bonus: Pro Heroes!

The shirt exchange continues well into adulthood, Izuku giving the firework shirt to Katsuki on the blond's birthday, and Katsuki giving Izuku a black shirt on the greenet's birthday.

The public has seen the two top heroes in matching black skull t-shirts and seen Deku in the black one with Dynamight in the firework ones. They don't know what the significance is, but both seem extremely protective of the shirts. (It's considered especially odd for Deku because the black skull shirts are mass-produced and found in just about every big clothing store)

#boku no hero academia #my hero acedamia #bakugou katsuki #izuku mydoria #let them be friends #this became all about the skull shirt #I only meant to mention it in the beginning #this headcanon kinda ran away from me lol #bnha headcanons #bakugou's black skull t-shirt #mina and kaminari need to stop snooping

[sulongmirko]

Ghost Train - a ZoLu fic - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Momentary Bliss

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Two weeks passed by in a flash, summer break had officially started for the students of Grandline State University, Zoro was packing his stuff last minute and trying to hurry up before Nami and Vivi come by and pick him up. The last thing he needed to have was Nami yelling or smacking the shit out of his head.

Speak of the devil, his phone was buzzing, he dug it out of his pocket to see a text from Nami.

"From: Little Witch at 12:15PM

You have 5 minutes to finish packing, were almost to your dorm"

Zoro rubbed his face at the threat, thankfully he was almost done,  it helped that his kendo equipment was already neatly bound together. He was packing the last of his clothes and then went to put the final shirt in, the shirt of his favorite band that came in the mail yesterday. Zoro was panicked when he got the email after the day everyone was together saying,

"Customer Roronoa Zoro,

We apologize for the notice, order #11090505 has been delayed, for more information click this link below"

He wanted to smack his face when he first got it, but after waiting, he finally placed the last shirt in his suitcase. Exactly 2 minutes later he heard knocking at his door.

He picked up his kendo bag and suitcase and walked towards the door, opening the door, he was greeted by Nami and her girlfriend Vivi.

"That's everything your bringing Zoro?" Nami looked at his suitcase with a skeptical look.

"I don't need to bring a whole store with me for a trip Nami," Nami rolled her eyes at the remark.

"Well we have a huge R.V. so you can put your stuff in the back, you're the first one we picked up too, so you get first dibs on where to sit," Vivi told Zoro as she gave him a brief side-hug to say hello and then went to pop open the trunk for Zoro.

When Zoro walked into the R.V. he looked around and was impressed at the quality of the vehicle, "Nice R.V. Vivi," Zoro briefly said before he found the couch towards the back; In no time he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the cushion.

When Zoro woke up again, it was due to Usopp and Chopper fighting over the last seat, he saw everyone already in the vehicle as well.

It was starting to get on his nerves, (as if he wasn't a short fuse anyway when it came to his friends) he just wanted to nap the whole way, or at least most of it.

"Usopp didn't he help you get an 'A' on your last assignment, let him choose where he wants to sit before I make you sit with me." Zoro saw Usopp roll his eyes and let Chopper take the seat.

"Thanks, bro," Chopper got settled and now everything was ready to go.  Nami will be in control of directions, while Franky and Jinbe will take turns driving.

"Okay guys get comfortable, Dawn Island is roughly 12 hours away, maybe 10 if we don't run into idiots on the road," Nami told the others in the back.

Franky was the first to drive, Jinbe was going to nap so he can have energy for his turn, and Chopper was playing a 3-way hand-console game with Usopp and Sanji. Robin and Brook were both reading their respective books, and Vivi was also napping so she can take over for Nami when they take a break.

Now that Zoro knows that his friends are all busy, he felt at ease, now on to take a nap.

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"So how long are you staying here?" a voice that didn't have a face started speaking, the voice sounded comforting and loving.

"I think the whole summer, I go back to school for the last time around September, " Zoro spoke to the anonymous figure.

"Well make sure to come back, I'll miss you, you're the first company I personally had in a while,"  Zoro looked at them, he grabbed their hand, and held it.

"I promise," after those words were spoken all there was left was a light giggle.

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"Zoro, you might want to wake up before Sanji hits you," a gruff voice was talking

"What?"  Zoro was trying to process what he heard

"You warned him Jinbe, at least you tried... NOW WAKE UP MARIMO" and just after that, Zoro woke up to an unpleasantly familiar kick to his side.

"SHIT-BROWS! EVER HEARD OF SHAKING SOMEONE AWAKE?!" Zoro yelled at the blond's face.

"Alright! that's enough boys," Robin closed her book and looked at the two rivals smiling.

"You unsurprisingly slept the whole time Zoro, we're here, help us take our stuff into the house," Nami said as she walked out hand in hand with Vivi.

Zoro sighed, he couldn't get peace for 5 minutes. After a few hours, everyone was completely settled in.

After Sanji cooked everyone and meal, everyone went their separate ways for the night. Zoro was in his room, he immediately opened the window doors towards the balcony. Feeling the nice weather around him, he genuinely felt relaxed, Vivi's beach house had amazing scenery.

'Oh shit," Zoro's eyes widened in surprise, towards the city Zoro was able to see a statue. Standing proud as the 3 lovely boys from Dawn Island were D3. Ace had a bass guitar in his hands, Sabo was on the drums, and Luffy was in the front with his guitar. They were built to perfection in his eyes, while he respected Ace and Sabo, he couldn't help but only look at Luffy's smiling figure.

After realizing he was outside for too long, Zoro went to relax in his bed.

"Now what was that dream I had earlier?" he asked himself as he closed his eyes again for the night.

"Shishishi-" Zoro sat up and furrowed his brows at the noise, after picking the wax he had in his ear, he laid back down to sleep...

Wondering what's to come tomorrow.

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A/N:  Okay! Chapter 2 is done, sorry if the driving scene felt a bit fast-paced, it was hard to write dialogue for all the members save for Luffy. Now..what will love-struck Zoro (even if he won't admit it) dream about? Will the main boy appear soon???? who knows?

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#zolu #luzo #zoro x luffy #luffy x zoro #marco x ace #sabo x koala #one piece fanfiction #romance fanfiction #with angst #ghostrain by sulongmirko