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indouloureux · 2 years

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This is more centered around Wayne and eddie cause we got robbed of seeing them together. Reader is coming over to watch a movie with eddie (maybe they're new and eddie was nice to them and reade had nothing to do that day or something.) So eddie is panicking and wayne finds it hilarious.

I JUST- I CANT ENOUGH OF EDDIE AND WAYNE I DEMAND MORE FICS

"i've got a girl coming over."

the mug in his hand stops halfway, newspaper falling backwards with the lack of support. wayne's head lowers, looks up at his nephew—who looks...proper, today—through his short eyelashes.

"well, that's a first," he sips his coffee, tongue scorched but it's not as painful as it used to be. "you babysitting or something?"

"n-no," eddie fiddles with his rings, fixing everything on the desk he's standing next to. he fixes the mugs he bought for his uncle, the scattered pens and folding the bills, shoving it inside a drawer. "she's a friend- did you shower today?"

wayne furrows his eyebrows. "i shower everyday, excuse you."

but he doesn't believe it. he saunters over to him, leaning down to take a whiff of his shoulder which makes wayne swat him away with his newspaper.

"what the hell?"

"you smell okay," eddie straightens his back. "listen, she wants to meet you."

wayne chuckles, closing his newspaper. "you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend,"

"she's not!" he blushes profusely, mostly out of embarrassment that he's blushing in front of his uncle like he'd asked eddie about a crush he had when he was in first grade. "she just wants to hang out and she says she wants to get to know you."

he buys it just a bit, standing up from his seat. "well, whaddya both plan on doing today?"

"watching a movie,"

"boring," he snorts. "when i was your age, i took girls out on dates outside of town. ate at diners, watched movies at cinemas, then we'd get behind my car and-"

"okay well first, the cinema's down. second, i'm not ready to have that conversation yet and i don't think i will," eddie tugs on his jacket, chin jutted with pride. "besides, you're too late for that."

"glad to know that,"

"do we have mugs?"

wayne shrugs. "i don't know. why don't you check the shelves. you give me at least three every year. father's day, my birthday, christmas. wonder how many mugs we got."

eddie rolls his eyes. "haha. funny,"

when wayne sees you exit eddie's van from the porch, he certainly didn't expect you'd look like a freshly picked flower from a meadow; you looked too soft for eddie, in his opinion, despite your style as he so calls it. but he's happy his nephews happy with you.

eddie senses your nervousness, couldn't help himself but let a hand hover on the small of your back as you both make your way to his uncle who's stepping on his cigarette until it dies down.

"hi!" you quip. "i'm (y/n). you must be—"

"wayne," he shakes your hand. "eddie's therapist,"

"oh!"

"i'm kidding," he lets go of your hand, ignoring the murderous glare of eddie who towers behind you. "i'm his uncle. glad to meet you. he's never shut up about you."

that was a lie. he only heard about you earlier. but he loves to inflict embarrassment.

your cheeks roseate, looking back at eddie who's eyes burn holes at the bald head of his uncle who raises his brows as if to ask what had been wrong. eddie shakes his head, finally letting his hand settle on the dip of your spine as he leads you inside.

"welcome to my humble abode, provided by my ever loving uncle," you observe the baby picture beside the small television, with a much younger wayne with darker hair and a mush of curls coating the top of his head, and an eddie who's smiling brightly with missing teeth, his uncle's hands resting on his chest. "that's me."

"cute," you chuckle. eddie looks at wayne, who gives him a thumbs up and crosses his arms. "what movie are we watching?"

"the fly," eddie says, looking over the table where the dvd rests. wayne snorts, which makes you whip your head at him that he apologizes with a smile. "j-jeff goldblum's in it,"

"nice,"

"hey, uncle wayne?" eddie's voice cracks, wincing but luckily enough you're still at your curiosity venture. "do we have any candles? those long, good smelling sticks that you use when you cook?"

his face blanks. "eds, we never had candles. and we ran out of those good smelling sticks. write them down on the grocery list for me, would ya?" eddie nods, and he pats him on the shoulder. "miss (y/n), sad i wouldn't be able to stay longer but," he takes his cap from a rack. "duty calls."

"oh, it's okay," you smile at him. "i'll take good care of eddie, sir. make sure he's taking all his vitamins and tell me all about his childhood,"

"roger that," wayne tugs his nephew by the shoulder, reaching for his pocket as he leans in to whisper. "now, eddie, you know i'm old. and you know you've got two months left till you leave that hell of a pit, so here's a little gift,"

he takes his hand, opening it widely before he slams something plastic in eddie's palm. when wayne removes his hand, he winces at the sight of the trojan condom in his hand.

"what the fuck?!" he looks behind frantically to make sure you weren't looking before eddie shoves it in his pocket. "i just met her last week!"

"well, you never know,"

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#eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction #wayne munson

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sunshine-and-moonshine · 1 year

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Cod Men at a Slumber Party

Requested: God himself told me that this was what I needed to write, but otherwise no

Warnings: Pillow Violence

A/N: Rudyyyyyyy

Ghost - The one who stays up and pulls pranks

Soap’s hand is going in some warm water. Alejandro is getting whip cream on his hand and tickled with a feather. Rudy has cocks and balls drawn all over his face in neon glitter permanent marker, and König is covered in clown makeup (complete with the rainbow wig which he cannot get off thanks to Ghost using some pretty expensive wig adhesive). They wake up and instantly everyone is yelling at each other, accusing each other despite the fact that they are all victims of these heinous pranks. No one looks at Ghost who is quietly watching on, hiding a look that was very much “cat who caught the canary”, self satisfied as he video taped the fight that ensued between the others.

Soap - The Pillow Fort Builder

The minute Soap steps through the door he’s scavenging for each and every pillow within the house, as if he doesn’t have a wagon full of them dragging behind him. Doesn’t matter how lumpt or old or stuff they are, he’s making this pillow fort and it will be the most comfy place you’ve ever slept in your whole life. Seriously, man deserves some type of reward for being able to make such an amazing pillow fort. Not to mention that it just looks cool from the outside as well, almost like a castle of some kind. Soap takes great pride in his pillow forts and if anyone (including himself) is ever dissatisfied with one then he’s tearing it apart and rebuilding it from the ground up til he feels like he’s gotten it perfect.

König - The one who falls asleep first

König is always so excited to have a sleepover, talking about all the different movies you all could watch and games you could play. He comes in in his softest pajamas and with his favorite pillow and blanket, arms full of board games and dvds and vhs tapes, only to fall asleep the second he finishes setting up his makeshift bed on the floor. It’s kinda cute in a way, snoring and drooling in his sleep, splayed out like some sort of giant starfish, his pillow clutched to his chest like some sort of plushie. And he’ll always feel guilty about it when he wakes up, feeling like he missed out on something important or like he was rude.

Alejandro - The Pillow Fighter

Alejandro will 100% be trying to carefully thief some of Soap’s pillows so that he can sneak up behind someone else, smack them HARD AS FUCK with one of the pillows, and shout at the top of his lungs “*PREPÁRATE A MORIR!!!”. Literally hits people so hard with these pillows that its a wonder that no one has actually died (though some people HAVE lost teeth, which was unfortunate to say the least). Yes he will do this at every slumber party. No, you will not be able to successfully hide the pillows from him. Doesn’t matter where you put them, he’ll find them. And then you’ll be the first to be hit with one of the pillows, just because you tried to stop it from happening.

Rudy - The Snack Bringer/Maker

Rudy arrives to the slumber party carrying about 80 different boxes and bags of popcorn, cookies, chips, drinks, and so much more. He also has a lot of homemade stuff as well, though that’s primarily for him since he doesn’t like a lot of sugar. That doesn't mean he won’t share though! He’s more than happy to, and will bring more homemade stuff than store bought if it’s demanded by more than just one other person. And not to brag but that man is SO good at cooking. Absolute house spouse material. (I’d wife him anyways)

*PREPÁRATE A MORIR!!! = PREPARE TO DIE!!!

#cod #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod mwii #mwii #mw2 #call of duty mw2 #call of duty mwii #Simon riley #simon ghost riley #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #König #Alejandro Vargas #Rudy parra #Rodolfo parra

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rashomonss · 11 months

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Late Nights

a/n: I’m kinda tipsy and I’m listening to jazz rn so ofc I’m in my feels, also I’ll post a dateables version if y’all like these (*´▽`*)

“I enjoy your company”

Late nights with Lucifer consist of sitting in the comfort of his office as the fire crackles its hypnotizing little sparks.

Just the two of you, listening to some of his favorite music as it plays in the background.

His tie is loose and his top buttons are undone. You on the other hand are wearing something comfortable but still use his large fluffy coat as a blanket; not that he minds.

The two of you just sit and end up talking about yourselves as well as life in general. It’s times like this where Lucifer truly bares everything he is to you without the worry of any judgement on your end.

You also in turn, bare your true self to the Avatar of Pride who relishes in the thought of learning more about you.

Maybe it’s due to the drinking you both have been doing, or maybe it’s due to the comforting atmosphere you both share; but no matter what it is Lucifer finds himself enjoying moments like this the most.

And the simple reason behind that is the fact that he will always enjoy you and your company no matter what, for he truly loves your whole being with all his heart.

Late nights with Mammon are you both cuddling up together on his couch staring at the large tv in his room.

Candy and chip bags are scattered across his table but the two of you are too warm and comfortable to go throw them away.

A stack of DVD’s can be found on his side of the couch; this pile contains the ones both of you have already watched. Another stack can also be found on your side of the couch, those are the movies you both have yet to watch.

Currently on the tv, a cheesy Devildom romcom plays and the two of you joke and make fun of the main couple. His laughter and yours mix together until they become one unified laughter filling up his room.

Mammon bashes the main love interest for being to chicken to tell the girl he likes his feelings, to which you laugh and reply “that sounds like someone I know”

Immediately his face goes red, however he does explain to you that he’s never be like that loser, because he claims that you already know he’s head over heels for you. In response you smile at his protests.

The longer the movie drags on the more you both find yourselves snuggling closer. You two have no room to talk because you’re cheesy enough just being yourselves, but it’s okay neither of you actually mind.

After the movie ends Mammon does claim that he truly does love you, and how he always will.

Late nights with Levi end up in tears and screaming, as the two of you hold each other and cry after finishing an anime.

Before the two of you were gaming, but Levi decided to take a break brace he just wasn’t in the mood to game, so you suggested a few new shows that had just come out. And of course he could never deny that.

You both went to the kitchen before starting your anime marathon and grabbed a few things then went back to his room and settled down together in his bean bag and blankets pile.

You had suggested cuddling and finally after awhile he had given in.

how as each episode passed you began to wonder, how many have the two of you binged today alone? Five? Maybe seven? If you’re being honest you lost count awhile ago.

You both had currently just finish watching a new series that came out, and honestly it was a lovely romance at first…until the main character died that is.

The story was so well written and animated that by the end of the season you both were a crying mess as you hugged each other with a death grip.

Levi cried and begged for you not to leave him, and you in turn did the same as the two of you rolled around in each others arms on the floor, whispering how much you two loved each other.

Sometimes others only realize and express their true emotions through the pain of watching others.

Late nights with Satan consist of you laying your head on his lap as he reads another chapter of the new book you both were currently fond of.

You both had finished two books already earlier in the day, so was one more so wrong?

As Satan sat on his bed reading aloud your head rested on his lap and he had unconsciously been running his fingers through your hair for the past 15 minutes.

He was unaware of how tired he made you with this action but you were determined to stay awake for the rest of the book, after all it was just getting to the good part.

So after he finished the last chapter you decided to take over and read aloud instead, to which he greatly appreciated it. Now it was his turn to lay on your lap. And if he’s being honest he had been waiting to for awhile.

As you began the next chapter Satan couldn’t find himself concentrating on the words at all, instead he took in the scenery of his room at that very moment.

Over at his table was a pot of tea and your two matching cat tea cups. Next to it was a small desert tower that was now empty, if he remembers correctly you had eaten most of the top snacks. The rest of his room may have been messy yes, but messy or not the scenery made you look beautiful.

As you continued to read he looked up at you and admired how the moonlight hit you as it shone through the window. Then sighting to himself Satan relaxed as he felt your hands in his hair, softly running your fingers through it.

There was truly no place in the world he would rather be than here with you in this very moment.

Late nights with Asmo have the two of you laying on his soft bed with matching pajamas and face masks.

Asmo sits up and does your nails, as well as inform you about the latest gossip while your head lays in his lap.

Soft music is played to set the mood and he has a dim lamp on as well, and the TV can also be heard in the background.

After he finishes with your nails you both head to his private bathroom to wash off the face masks and take a nice bath together.

When he’s with you, he makes sure to use all of his expensive bath salts and bubble bath products, after all they’re only used for special occasions such as these. He loves spoiling himself and you.

Asmo always sets the bath at the perfect temperature as well as the perfect fragrance when you both get in, to the point it makes you sleepy. Not to worry though, Asmo has no qualms against washing you, as long as you’re okay with it. But be warned he will want you to wash him back.

Once your bath is done he does his skin care as well as yours if you deem yourself to tired; and will also apply his favorite lotions and creams to your skin for that extra soothing feel. Lastly once the two of you are finally done you cuddle up under his soft fluffy sheets and listen to him tell you how much he truly adores you.

Late nights with Beel take place in the House of Lamentation kitchen.

You both wanted a small late-night snack and thus met in the kitchen to prepare one.

He decided to take over the cooking this time so you sat on a stool and listened to him talk as he cooked your favorite food.

Every now and then you’d have to remind him to stop eating the ingredients because he’d run out eventually. He would always smile in return but no matter what he’d still nibble on a few here and there.

Beel then began telling you about his upcoming fangol matches as well as how practice was going. He liked talk to you about matter such as these, he wanted you to be the first to know after all, but don’t tell Belphie he said that, he might get a bit sad.

As you listened to him talk he took the liberty of feeding you small bites of food asking if it was to your liking as well as if you had any feedback for him.

Once the food was finished he pulled up another stool and joined you, continuing to talk about anything he found interesting.

However you had become full quite quickly from being fed so much earlier that you decided to feed him the rest of your food, which he happily enjoyed.

After you finished he then insisted that you needed to feed him the rest of his food too. You smiled and kissed his cheek as he happily continued eating.

Food does taste the best when it’s shared with the people you love the most.

Late nights with Belphie consist of you both laying on the roof of the House of Lamentation and looking up at the beautiful night sky.

Sure it took a bit of convincing on his end to get you up here but it was worth it, after all the view of the Devildom sky during this time was incredible.

You both spent your time pointing out stars and Belphie continued to tell you interesting facts about his favorite ones.

He pulled you close to him and for once, let you lay in his lap as he continued to talk about his love for the stars.

The way the stars sparkled off his two-toned eyes was the most beautiful thing in the world. Not to mention the way he talked to you.

His voice is so full of love and warmth you found it hard to pay attention to what he was telling you. As he spoke he too watched the stars reflect off your eyes as well and felt his heart stop for just a second.

He had never seen anything more beautiful than the views he would look up to see when he was with you. And it was then he believed, that you were the best thing to ever happen to him, and he wouldn’t change anything for you.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me fluff #demon brothers #obey me luficer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

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darklinaforever · 4 months

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Once I saw someone say that Baela in her deleted scene, is the portrait of Daemon in his way of speaking, which is true, since Daemon has already said the fire and blood dialogue in the series... And someone dared to answer that no, the whole point of the scene is to show that she is like Laena ! So... it's all well and good this bullshit idea of Rhaenys' dialogue about seeing her daughter again as Baela, but the fact is that we've never seen Laena behave/talk like Baela does in this scene. She speaks like Daemon. It's just a fact. It's the same dialogue Daemon said before. Baela herself also compares herself to her father in this scene. Yet Ryan never mentions it when talking about this scene, only talking about Baela in relation to Rhaenys and Laena, as well as many of the spectators which is... stupid? I mean Baela mentions her father and literally takes out his dialogue yet people easily erase Daemon from the equation. I guess it's always to convince himself that he would be a bad father and a bad person that Baela couldn't be like... Even if Baela mentioning Daemon that way wouldn't make any sense if she was bad. term with him and that in addition to naming him she supports his idea of war and speaks like him? She's his daughter, she looks like him and that's what the scene shows. I don't care about the dialogue about Laena, because we've never seen her act and talk like that, that's a fact. Baela resembles her father in what she wants and how she speaks. That's what a lot of normal people remember from the scene. Yet once again Ryan and the anti Daemon like to twist it. Ryan if this scene is canon, it sends your image of Daemon being bad whether as a person for wanting war or bad as a father for all the reasons I have already cited. Baela agrees with her father for the war, cites him with pride among her mother and grandmother by saying that she is a dragon rider and speaks like him.

I swear I need to get this scene on DVD in the bonuses someday. It's not normal that she's not there. If you really consider it canon, and when you've allowed yourself to really reveal it, why not put it in the DVD bonuses ? Especially since you say that for you it's hot and that it's HBO for reasons of time which didn't allow the episode to be longer. So why not put it in the DVD bonuses ?! That makes no sense ! I want to be able to watch this scene as much as I want in good quality instead of someone filming it during a conference. The HOTD directors are so stupid.

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#daemon targaryen #pro daemon targaryen #the rogue prince #baela targaryen #hotd #anti hotd #house of the dragon #anti house of the dragon #fire and blood #grrm #grr martin #george rr martin #anti ryan condal #hbo #anti hbo #Youtube

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eleemosynecdoche · 9 months

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Iizunamaru Megumu contemplates her desk. The open expanse of it. Neatly sorted. In and out trays thoroughly browbeaten. Two subordinates sit on the other side. They look at her without looking at her. She whistles tunelessly. "What the fuck is a Gundam?" she asks.

The one on the left says, "I think it's an Outside thing."

"An Outside human thing," the one on the right adds.

"That goes without saying," the one on the left says. "How many tengu do you think are left out there? How many kappa?"

"What would you know? You only go out on those trashy hunting expeditions," the one on the right says.

"If you two even think about touching each other, let alone sucking face," Megumu cuts in, "You will both go with me to karaoke in the morning, and you will both sing until you puke." She looks them in the eyes, first left, then right. "Now. Who would know things about the outside?"

They remain silent. Hands folded. Sneaking glances at each other. Megumu grinds her teeth. "Shameimaru. She's useless. Bottom of the barrel. Surely she knows something about outsider things." They nod, cautiously.

"Well, go get her!" Iizunamaru's voice rises only a hair in volume. The two stare at her, and she realizes the question that must be bubbling up in their mind. "You won't need a wolf, just go tell her to come see me. She's docile. Compliant. Towards me."

They run off, indecently fast. Her other direct reports are quietly pretending to work, but keep glancing at her. She ignores them, takes an obsolete memo and a pair of scissors from a drawer. Snip. Snip.

By the time Shameimaru Aya arrives, flanked by the tengu twosome, Megumu has produced a little flurry of makeshift monochrome confetti, and something that looks vaguely like a lace doily. Megumu beckons for Shameimaru to take a seat.

She wastes no time. "Gundam. What is it?"

Shameimaru stares at her like she was an otter in disguise. "How should I know?"

"You sell your newspaper to the humans," Megumu says. "You sell it to that halfyoukai who collects things from the Outside. Haven't you learned from them?" She sighs. "Didn't you try to get close to the Moriya shrine maiden, too? She's an outsider as well."

"That doesn't mean I ask them about every single detail of outside life! They say "Gundam", they say "Royal Host", they say "gachapon", the, uh, 'esper' who dreams her way in talks about "gacha" without the "pon"... do I ask for more details? Only if it's relevant to the article!" Shameimaru's chest is puffed up in a kind of pride.

Megumu looks at her. It's precisely the right thing to say, but she's read Bunbunmaru for years. She's seen Aya interviewing. She looks heavenward. She looks to Hell. No answers manifest through the ceiling, no guidance rises from the floor. "Who might know about Gundam?"

Shameimaru shrugs. "Himekaidou might. She looks like a younger woman to humans, outsider girls or the Moriya shrine maiden might have shared more freely with her." She smiles beatifically.

Megumu considers what she's heard about Himekaidou Hatate and Shameimaru Aya and their relationship. "Get Himekaidou," she tells her underlings. "You stay here," she tells Shameimaru, who's beginning to edge towards the door with them.

"I wasn't going anywhere," Aya says, taking a seat and adjusting her tokin primly.

Himekaidou arrives soon after, looking disagreeably pouty and youthful and vibrant to Megumu's eyes. She snaps, before Himekaidou can offer pleasantries. "Gundam. Explain it."

Hatate squawks. Caws. Finally gets out, "It's a human anime thing, I only know about it because the Moriya shrine maiden asked if I was a 'Newtype' when she read the Kakashi Spirit News for the first time, and then she explained Newtypes for several hours to me... funnels were involved."

Megumu is taking notes. "So it's a human anime. That would explain the DVDs. But she said-"

"Who said?" Aya asks, cheerfully. "Why not get the details from her?"

"Nobody said. Nothing was asked. Do not share your thoughts on this subject with me any further," Megumu snaps. Aya continues to smile, but Megumu continues, "She said something about... models. What would those be?"

Hatate shrugs. "I have no idea."

"You know who might know, though?" Aya says, casually.

Every pair of eyes locks onto her.

"Inubashiri. The chief watchdog. She's a shogi fanatic, she edits the shogi problems column in Bunbunmaru." Aya yawns politely. "Not that I ever read it. But she's into nerd shit."

"Neither of you go anywhere," Megumu orders, picking up the phone and dialing the extension for the daitengu in charge of the wolves.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Aya says.

"Misery loves company, huh?" Hatate mutters under her breath.

A few calls, a few minutes, a dismissal of her two immediate subordinates, whose smiles are moving from "forced" to "nonexistent", (they run off indecently fast, and Megumu thinks to herself that it's depressing how sex-crazed the crows are these days) and Inubashiri Momiji is standing in front of the desk, Hatate having graciously moved against the opposite wall from Aya.

"Gundam? Models? Could you write that first one out, please?" Inubashiri looked tired at first, but she's brightening up rapidly.

"No," Megumu says.

"Well," Momiji says, "About, ohhh, thirty years ago, blink of an eye really, we started seeing these things in the usual spots for Outside objects to come through. Cardboard boxes with lots of plastic pieces inside-"

She has to stop and explain what plastic is to Megumu. She then picks it up. "Now, we've been seeing things ike it since around the time the weird shogi-"

"The horny shogi?" Aya asks. "Do the tiles have naked ladies on them?"

"-the weird shogi in the cardboard boxes started coming through. But these were different. You didn't need to glue them together, they just snapped in place, and you could pose them like a ball-joint doll, and I actually submitted four separate proposals to Manufacturing on how we could learn from the engineering." She pauses for breath. "With drawings," she adds.

"But what are these... models... of?" Megumu is hanging onto every word. She can feel the smirks on Himekaidou and Shameimaru's faces. No matter. She's close. She can feel it. She can see those ears twitching, feel her hands around that tail again.

Inubashiri shrugs. "Some kinda idol. They come with weird weapons, maybe they're new dharma protectors the humans made up."

Megumu stands up. "You three," she says, "Are now members of the Gundam Knowledge and Acquisition Committee. Your first project- there is a subordinate component of this Gundam thing called 'Gundam XX'. We must develop our knowledge of Gundam XX, and acquire a..." she struggles with the unfamiliar words.

"Take your time," Inubashiri says, still somehow smiling.

"A complete boxset," Megumu gets out. "This will only be the first project. There will be others as we develop our knowledge of Gundam and eventually deploy tengu mastery over it as well. You will work on this project in addition to your normal responsibilities. Inubashiri, I will secure your temporary seconding to my unit for this project, so don't think your daitengu will protect you."

Now all three look properly stricken. "Meeting dismissed," Megumu says, triumphantly. "Let's set up a progress report for a week from today, shall we?"

The three of them get up and leave, Megumu holding back a smile at the way their wings and tail droop. Then one of them says, stage-whispering, "If you think what's on TV sucks, you have the power to change that," and they're gone, even as her face turns purple.

"I hate Gundam," Megumu says. "Hate it."

#touhou #megumu divorceposting #oil fire expanded universe #megumu iizunamaru #aya shameimaru #hatate himekaidou #momiji inubashiri #tengu suck so much and i love them #touhou fanfic #very long post #you love to see a girlboss losing!!!

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miamochi-writes · 1 year

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Daycare Snacks 11.5

A/n: here’s the second half of Chapter 11! Enjoy! Here’s the link to Part 11 so you can follow along what happened previously!

Vash pulled you along his direction to show you other vendors. Vash looked much happier after you confronted those two jerks. He would occasionally ask or point out certain booths that might have caught your interest. Either way, all you cared about was him being his happy cheerful self. That was really all you needed and you were happy to see this side of him. It wasn’t until you spotted one booth that was selling some Pokémon items. Both of you ran so fast to the booth to check out the merchandise. The booth had the original cards, DVDs, plushies, key chains, decorations, and all kinds of items. Vash was already grabbing a few of the cards while you were looking at the plushies and keychains.

“Let me know if there’s anything you like. Just know my items have been selling out fast since this morning,” the seller called out as you were torn between a few items. You wanted one of the keychains, but you could only afford one more item without breaking the bank. You ended up buying your favorite Pokémon plushie and some decorations. Vash bought a few cards and a few other items you didn’t catch. Thankfully he let you pay and you got to take home one thing you’ve been wanting for awhile. You showed Vash what you bought as he showed you the cards he got.

You were nearing the end of exploring the market and felt yourself getting tired after all that walking. You walked a bit slower and tried to keep up with Vash. Thankfully you didn’t buy too many things and and were able to put some of the items you bought in your bag so you weren’t carrying too much. But Vash must have noticed as he turned back and looked at you with worry.

“Hey everything okay? Am I walking too fast Y/n?” Vash asked as you shook your head.

“No it’s fine, I’m just feeling a little tired. But I can still keep going,” you reassured him.

“I guess we did walk a lot huh? You ready to head back to the car?” he asked as you nodded.

“Yeah, I think I got everything I needed. Plus I think I’m getting a bit hungry. How about you?” you asked.

“Yeah I got the gifts I needed. Oh I know a good place we can eat at that’s nearby! They have the best sandwiches and pasta!” Vash commented as that sounded good to you.

“Lead the way!” you replied as Vash started heading back to the car. He walked a bit slower so you could keep up. You appreciated the gesture, but you could feel your legs getting heavier with each step. Trying to keep up with Vash was becoming a challenge. The blonde then stopped in front of you as you wondered why he stopped. He then bent down and looked back at you.

“Well come on now,” Vash spoke as you were caught off guard once you put two and two together.

“Vash you don’t have to!” you protested.

“No, you’re getting tired. Just let me do this. It’ll be easier for us to get to the car,” he reasoned. You were flustered that he was doing this for you, but he had a point. You don’t know much longer your legs could walk and each step was becoming a bit more heavier to take. You regretted not breaking in your shoes more. You swallowed your pride and wrapped your hands around his chest, while his hands reached underneath your legs. Once he steadied himself, Vash lifted you up and started walking. You never thought you’d see the day Vash would give you a piggyback until now.

You were grateful that Vash couldn’t see your face right now as your were a blushing mess. It didn’t help that other bystanders were looking at you and either smiling or pointing the both of you out. As much as you were against the idea at first, you were growing comfortable being held like this.

“You doing okay back there?” Vash asked as you were a bit startled from him talking.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks again for this,” you told him.

“Of course! You just let me know if you need to adjust yourself. I’ll make sure you don’t fall. And tell me if you’re uncomfortable,” he added as he kept walking.

“No this is good. I’m comfortable,” you shyly admitted. You actually didn’t realize how muscular Vash was. You could practically feel his back muscles and his biceps when he held you. Whoever dates him is a lucky person. You comfortably hung onto Vash until he made it to the car. He let you down as he opened the car. Both of you put your stuff away in the trunk and sat down. You were beyond relieved that you could catch your breath for a bit and give your feet a rest. Vash drove you to an outdoor restaurant where there was one area that had hanging porch benches that faced the scenic view of the cities and had side tables where you could eat. In the other area was more of an outdoor bar with bigger tables to eat at. Vash let you chose where to dine and you picked the hanging benches.

Vash sat on the left side while you took the right side. You loved how your feet dangled in the air as you sat down. Not to mention you had an amazing view of the city and can see the marketplace from here. Vash went ahead and ordered the drinks and food you wanted while you made yourself comfortable.

“Are you still having fun?” Vash asked.

“Vash every time I hang out with you I’m always having fun. I’m never disappointed with anything you invite me to,” you replied as Vash chuckled.

“Okay good, I was worried we stayed too long at the market,” he admitted.

“No, that place was great! There’s so many things they offered. I felt like I was going to go broke at some point,” you laughed.

“But I appreciate you taking me there and carrying me back. You didn’t have to you know,” you added in as you took a sip of your drink.

“Listen Y/n, I invited you to come with me. Of course I’m going to make sure you’re okay. I don’t want you to have a lousy time because I made you walk while you were clearly in pain,” he explained.

“In my defense, I should have worn comfier shoes. But I appreciate the thought. You’re too kind you know that?” you told him with a smile.

“Of course! Just want to make sure you’re having a good time you know?” he replied as you couldn’t help but raise your glass to him.

“A toast to a great weekend?” you asked. He then raised his glass towards yours.

“Toast to a great weekend with great people,” he toasted and then took a few sips of his drink.

“Oh before I forget,” Vash chimed in. You saw him pull out his phone.

“I wanted to take a picture. I keep forgetting to do this when we hang out. Is that okay with you?” he asked as you didn’t mind one bit. You scooted closer to him and posed. Vash put his arm behind your back and did his iconic hand pose on your shoulder. You couldn’t help but smile at him as you posed. Once he took the picture, he showed you the photo and complimented how great you looked.

“Speaking of photos,” you mentioned as you took out your polaroid camera from your bag.

“Mind if I take a picture of us?” you asked as Vash gave you an excited yes. You positioned your camera as Vash wrapped his right arm around your right shoulder and rested his chin on your left shoulder. It took everything in you to stay calm and hold still with how close he was to you. You then took the picture and waited for the photo to finish develop. Once it finished, you noticed Vash did his pose with his prosthetic arm and flashed his iconic smile at the camera. You loved the photo and showed Vash as he liked it too.

You put away the photo and camera once the food arrived and started eating. As usual, Vash was right about the food being delicious. He let you try some of his food and it was packed full of flavor. Once you finished eating, you stared at the view as the sun was setting. You and Vash were slowly swinging the bench back and forth enjoying the comfortable silence.

“Today’s been nice yeah?” Vash asked as you kept staring at the sunset.

“Yeah, it’s always nice with you,” you commented as you felt yourself smiling after today.

“Even after finding out my nicknames?” he questioned as you turned towards him. Vash wasn’t looking at you, but then his blue eyes locked onto your e/c eyes.

“You know even after finding out that Wolfwood calls you Needle-noggin, I’m still here. Which you owe me an explanation on that name too by the way,” you replied as he chuckled.

“That’s another long story. But I feel you deserve to know more about how I got those other names,” he continued as you placed your hand on his shoulder.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Just know that I won’t judge, but rather listen,” you reassured him as a small smile crept on his face.

“Thanks, and I’m okay on talking about it with you,” he answered. Vash started off how everything started in middle school. He recently got his prosthetic arm at the time and was still trying to figure out how to use it. It was because of his arm that he was a bit clumsy and would accidentally cause messes when he was trying to help. Even more so, Vash would be late to things and would sometimes slip if he wasn’t too careful. That’s why those nicknames stuck with Vash until the end of high school. Vash then admitted how it wasn’t until he got his current prosthetic arm that he started developing better habits and was more careful about how he handled things.

“Wow, kids can be cruel sometimes,” you remarked as Vash nervously laughed.

“Hey now, don’t blame them. They didn’t know what it’s like to have a prosthetic,” he argued as you pouted.

“Yeah, but even so...if they just took the time to know you. I bet it would have been different. Also, if someone called me the Stampede or Typhoon I would have said, ‘Yeah and what about it? That just makes me sound tough and cool,’“ you answered with a cool pose as Vash started laughing.

“Aw shucks Y/n, you’re too kind. Where were you when I was in middle school?” he commented.

“I would have asked you the same thing. You know, I bet we would have been great friends if we knew each other earlier. You practically liked the same things I did. And we were both trying to fit in,” you thought out loud as Vash stared at you fondly.

“What matters is, I’m glad we were able to meet and hang out like this. I appreciate you for listening and still accepting me as I am,” Vash spoke as he looked at the sunset again. You had to gather your thoughts and looked away for a bit. But it wasn’t until you noticed that Vash had his arm resting behind you on the bench. You were slightly flustered, but another part of you enjoyed this.

“I feel the same way. I haven’t been this comfortable with someone like this in a long time. If I didn’t take the daycare job, I wouldn’t have met you or gotten to know how kind, funny, and understanding you are Vash. You really brought me out of my shell, and I’m really grateful for you on helping me do that,” you told him as you continued facing the sun again. You couldn’t bear to look at him as you said this. It would have been to much for your heart to handle and you didn’t want to let him know exactly how he made you feel right now when you weren’t too sure if he felt the same. It was then you felt yourself being pulled to the left side with Vash’s arm holding your right shoulder. Your left leg was touching his right, while your left shoulder was touching his chest.

“Thank you, do you mind if we stay like this a little longer before we leave?” Vash asked as you felt his breath against your neck and ear. You were a blushing mess, but you managed to say yes. You wanted to savor this moment with Vash and this view.

~*~

Vash drove you back home once the restaurant was closing up. You were back in your apartment as he helped you bring some of your shopping bags inside. Once you placed everything down you went back to Vash as he was waiting by the door. You gave your usual goodbye hug and text message. But as you held on, you noticed Vash held onto you a bit longer before leaving. Your emotions were all over the place as you stayed up late thinking back about everything that happened earlier.

~*~

The day of the gift exchange happened right after you wished the kids goodbye for the holidays. The staff got together to hold a small party at the daycare courtesy of Wolfwood. You finally exchanged gifts with each other as Liz adored the gift you got her. Meanwhile Vash ended up getting you for the gift exchange. He handed you a gift bag and inside was the Pokémon keychain you wanted to get the other day. You were ecstatic to where you immediately attached the keychain to your lanyard that held your keys. You thanked Vash, but he asked to pull you aside in the employee lounge.

“Actually, that’s part one of my gift to you,” Vash said as you furrowed your eyes.

“There’s a part two?” you asked as he nodded.

“Yeah, it’s something I’ve been keeping for awhile. Uh but you gotta close your eyes for this,” he explained nervously. The poor man was fidgeting so bad that you complied with his request.

“Now hold your hands out and no peaking,” he instructed as you did what you were told. You then felt something light on your hands as you were trying to figure out what this item was. Once he told you to open your eyes, you saw a ticket to a music festival you’ve been wanting to attend for ages.

“Vash...is this? How did you get tickets for this? I heard they sold out in 30 minutes when they went on sale?!” you asked.

“So remember how I made you that playlist awhile back? Turns out most of the artists we listen to on that playlist are going to be in town for a music festival coming up in a few days. When you told me you liked them, I couldn’t help but get tickets. It wasn’t easy, but Wolfwood and a few others helped me get these. What I want to say is, will you go with me?” Vash asked.

A/n: hey hi! Next chapter coming very soon with a moment everyone is waiting for <3

@marydragneell @daschstuff @bunnigrimm @keigoswifeyysblog

#vash x reader #vash au #vash the stampede #vash x y/n #vash x you #trigun x reader #trigun fic #trigun #vash tristamp #vash reboot #vash #miamochi writes #vash the stampede x reader

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goblins-riddles-or-frocks · 16 days

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This is how I am going to reach 100 words:

“I’m yours? Like a favorite pen? Or like those glasses you just shattered without a thought?”

He only gives her an indulgent smile, like she’s said something amusing. And then he kisses her again, and she forgets to argue.

DVD Commentary Meme

“I’m yours? Like a favorite pen? Or like those glasses you just shattered without a thought?”

Okay so. Alina is saying this almost recklessly, just to lash out. But it’s… true… even though she hasn’t really internalized it. He very much does view her as a possession.

In this fic she’s been isolated for a much longer time. And with the Mal letter thing never been cleared up, she’s kind of attributed it to a problem with herself? She’s walking around with this fatal fracture in her, like there’s something wrong with her that people just can’t care about her.

It’s some consolation to her that this very important and aloof person who prides himself on being above everything else is like shfhf obsessed with her. She can tell that he’s somewhat irrational about her and she takes comfort in being his favorite basically.

Simultaneously she’s very painfully aware that that comes more from her being the super special sun summoner. That if he just ran into her on the street he absolutely would not give her the time of day (I mean the bit where his coach almost *runs her over* in canon symbolically sets that up pretty much). And she’s also just chafing at how he’s kept himself completely at arm’s length emotionally. And that again ties into her fear about being like fundamentally unlovable somehow because like… she loves him SO much and has bent over backwards to accommodate him in every way she can and he just does not care! So she’s both just saying stuff to be petulant but there’s also the desire that he might be like “No, of course you mean more to me than that”

And he very much zeroes in on that vulnerability in her! That she’s basically hoping he’d admit that he cares about her! He’s certainly pleased by that— he literally just threw a huge jealous tantrum after all. So he enjoys having proof that she’s still very much in his thrall

He only gives her an indulgent smile, like she’s said something amusing.

He’s kind of like “The romantic notions of the youth. How adorable.”

But also! She likened herself to a writing instrument and he’s like. “Well, yes ! You’re absolutely going to be my instrument.”

And then he kisses her again, and she forgets to argue.

Visions of sugar plums antler collars are dancing in his head lmao

#ask games #ask memes #dvd commentary meme #i ramble sometimes #all the bendy punctuations #a mysterious stranger has appeared #fic meta #éminence grise #long post #grishaverse

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droughtofapathy · 5 months

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The Gilded Age's Broadway Divas: Miss Armstrong (Debra Monk)

Sometimes, a work family is a German mother and her Irish daughter, an English father and his clockmaking son, and a mean old spinster aunt who's only invited to the family holiday parties because she'd bitch for weeks if she wasn't. Miss Armstrong is Agnes's nasty lady's maid who has said exactly one (1) nice thing all season. And I love her.

At seventy-four, Debra Monk is the oldest woman on The Gilded Age, and the only one with the appropriate hair color to show it. As cantankerous as her mistress with none of the charm, Armstrong is nothing like her fantastic actress. Debra Monk is one of theatre's comedy greats. Much like Katie Finneran, Debra is playing against type. Us theatre buffs know her from Pump Boys and Dinettes (co-author, director, and actress), Company (Joanne), and the ill-fated Nick & Nora alongside Christine Baranski.

An absolute delight of a human being, Deb Monk is a wise-cracking mile-a-minute, raunchy, jokester and deserves praise and recognition for her work.

#1: "Everybody's Girl," (Steel Pier) - My Favorite Broadway: The Leading Ladies (1998)

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Almost every stalwart theatre Diva has her signature song. "Everybody's Girl" is Debra Monk's pride and joy, and she sings it to this day. At her raunchiest yet, she serenades a gleeful audience with her sexual exploits whilst dressed in a black dress and corset that Armstrong would have a coronary over.

The clever lyrics are perfectly paired with her comedic chops. The whole performance is just a delight from start to finish. That exit has me screaming every time. Her performance in the stage show the song originated from netted her a third Tony nomination.

If we do not get a clip of Debra Monk in full Armstrong drag singing this song, what is the point anymore?

#2: "The Ladies Who Lunch," Company (1995)

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Before there was Patti LuPone, but after the great Elaine Stritch, there was Debra Monk as Joanne in the 1995 first Broadway revival of Company. Yes, another Stephen Sondheim. Often forgotten in the Company conversation, this production had a tough act to follow. Nominated for just two Tonys (Best Revival and Best Featured Actress--Veanne Cox, hello, I love you), there's not much that can be said about the 1995 production. It lasted two months, and no one can point me in the direction of any footage with Debra, so here we are.

#3: Debra Monk's Birthday Bash: Totally Hot and a Little Dirty (2014)

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For her 65th birthday, Debra performed in a raucous and raunchy concert to benefit Broadway Cares/Equity Fights Aids. The concert raised an impressive $140,355 for the charity, and featured a eclectic mix of rock 'n' roll, church music, and debauchery. Well, what else would you expect from Debra Monk?

As comfortable flirting with younger men as she is grinding up against scantily clad fellow comedienne Andrea Martin and Company co-star Charlotte d'Amboise, Debra is a riot from start to finish.

The entire show is available on DVD from BC/EFA, and I need it.

#4: "Ohio Afternoon," Oil City Symphony (1987)

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Performed as part of the "If It Only Runs a Minute" series that highlights really obscure shows that barely had a life, Debra reprised her drum-playing role in 2012. As if she didn't have enough talents. Only she could take drums and make it peak comedy.

#5: Game Night at Seth Rudetsky's Place

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No explanation needed. Hello, Andrea Martin. Love you.

LINK TO MASTERPOST

#the gilded age #armstrong (the gilded age)#debra monk #company 1995 #sondheim #everybody's girl #steel pier #broadway #musical theatre

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welcometololaland · 8 months

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Because I suck at originality, I’m going to ask you your top 5 Disney movies in exchange for you making me suffer and pick books! You’re lucky ily 💜💜

oh no i'm sorry for causing you pain lmao! love you!! thanks for the ask!

so i don't watch disney that often, and i need to caveat this by saying i have not yet seen the new little mermaid and i desperately want to! so i'm going to answer this ask with my favourite 5 disney movies from childhood (because it's more unhinged). also, i haven't seen so many of the new disney movies incl. moana, frozen, encanto etc. i know i'm behind! i hope you don't mind!

1. the lion king 2: simba's pride (1998) - it's no coincidence that my favourite animal is a lion, and it wasn't until the lion king sequel that my obsession with big cats became fully realised. now, i hear you ask: 'lola? why would your favourite movie be a direct to video sequel?' WELL. my parents didn't watch a lot of tv when i was young, and we didn't get a vcr player until dvd's were just about to make them obsolete. but the one vcr i had was lion king 2 and i used to take it to my grandparents house like once a week and watch it. i watched it so many times the tape went funny. i could literally recite this movie, and i haven't watched it in YEARS. ALSO it doesn't have an elton john slapper but it does have: he lives in you, not one of us and that zira's lullaby which i can't get out of my head now. certified bangers. don't knock it 'til you try it.

2. the lion king (1994) - i don't know if i even have to explain this. the first seventeen times (approx.) i watched this movie i had to hide in the scary parts because it's so good but also i was probably like 4 and didn't understand that movies are the same every time you watch them. kickstarted the obsession with lions. scar's be prepared song is liked on my spotify.

[interlude for a controversial opinion: i don't like toy story. don't come for me.]

3. lady and the tramp (1955) - a classic movie for a dog lover (not JUST a cat lover, turns out i just love animals). i used to be completely obsessed with how cute lady was and i wanted a dog called lady SO BAD. the spaghetti scene is so iconic. lady's sidekicks are so funny. the pound puppies make me cry SOMEONE ADOPT THEM!!! this movie made my parents regret ever letting me borrow something from the video store because i wouldn't stop harassing them for a dog.

4. the incredibles (2004) - still fucking pissing myself at this movie like why did they make the mom have such a dump truck booty??? the dad is hilarious. the kids are lowkey annoying but i do like them. frozone is my favourite character: 'HONEY, WHERE IS MY SUPERSUIT??!'

5. the parent trap (1998) - lindsay fucking lohan made me want to get my ears pierced so bad and i only chickened out like five times before i finally got them done. this movie made me wanna be a twin. i kept giving my sister sideways looks and questioning whether we could pull it off (spoiler: we couldn't).

thanks for the ask, this was fun!!!

#nice ask day #lola answers #disney movies

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unholybinchicken · 24 days

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bro show us a bit of a wip!! O: (aka 6. for the fandom ask game. only if ur comfortable)

here's a sneak preview the direct to DVD sequel of i love the way you love but i hate the way i'm supposed to love you back

“Well, if you’re not going to learn Na’vi, and if you’re not going to get Brittany to tutor you in math, what else are you going to do?” Sam asked.

“I don’t know,” Santana replied, shrugging as she threw a particularly large trash bag into the dumpster. “I mean, we can’t really go anywhere without seeing people we know, and the only people who know about us are you and Quinn.”

“Oh, so you’re, like, a thing now?”

“Anyone ever tell you that you gossip more than my Tia Rosamaria and Kurt Hummel combined?” Santana asked.

“Okay, okay, so you can’t be seen in public with her because you’re paranoid. What other romantic gesture could you do?” Sam asked. “Besides steal all her clothes, which I think you’ve probably already done.”

Santana looked down at the sweater she was wearing over her work uniform, which had once been Brittany’s and had a large patch with a cartoon dinosaur on it. “What do you mean?”

Sam laughed. “So that’s your sweater then?”

“Well, no, it’s Brittany’s,” Santana said, blushing. She rolled her eyes as Sam raised an eyebrow at her and added, “I was staying at her house and got cold, so she gave it to me to wear and I just never got around to giving it back to her.” She saw Sam start to snort with laughter and shoved him. “Shut up! It’s warm.”

“Yeah, it’s warm today. Why are you even wearing it? You’re going to get heatstroke or something.”

“That’s not even a real thing.” Santana said.

“It is, and you’ll be singing a different tune when you get it…” Sam started, before Irene appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, and cleared her throat to interrupt their conversation.

“There was, um,” Santana started, frantically looking at Sam for help as Irene looked at her with a raised eyebrow, pursed lips and a hand on her hip. She cleared her throat and said, “There was a dumpster emergency.”

“Oh yeah,” Sam lied. “Um, she needed me to get rid of this huge rat. You really should have seen it.”

“Right,” Irene said. She shook her head in frustration and, as she walked off, muttered, “I hope the new hires are less slack than you, Blondie.”

“Wait, new hires?” Santana asked anxiously. The very real possibility of Sam being replaced by weird new people [i did not notice this unfinished sentence until now so adding finishing it to my to-do list]

“Yeah, one of them’s starting on Saturday,” Irene said, shrugging. “It’s too bad you’ve got a dentist appointment, though. I was kind of hoping you’d be around to train them.”

What dentist appointment? Santana thought. I don’t have a dentist appointment. Saturday, why does that sound so familiar…

“I could do it,” Sam piped up. “I’ll still be around for a couple more days by then.”

Irene smirked. “You’re a good man, Blondie.”

As the telephone rang, Irene went to answer it, and Sam went to go and deal with a customer. Meanwhile, Santana was still stuck on what she was supposed to be doing on Saturday. It felt important, but she couldn’t for the life of her remember why. It was nobody’s birthday, there were no family weddings to stress out about, no one had died recently, Sam wasn’t due to leave until after then, she didn’t actually have to go to the dentist and her dentist didn’t work on Saturdays anyway. For the remainder of her shift, she couldn’t stop thinking about it, stuck on that one detail for hours, until it was finally time to clock off. The weather had grown significantly warmer and she figured it was probably best to take off her sweater. She pulled it off and stared at it for a moment, her eyes making brief contact with the dinosaur on the patch before everything came flooding back.

Brittany. Columbus Pride.

Crap, she thought.

#yeastymuffin #fandom asks #my writing #glee fanfiction

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Uhm hello saw your tags about always buying CDs/physical media and I feel an instant kinship. I mostly get CDs but I always check vinyls and every now and then for movies. I don't seriously "collect" but I check any bargain bin/used/discount rack I see. I've got around 250 CDs right now, I haven't counted in a while. I'd love for you to talk about your collection!

YES I WOULD LOVE NOTHING MORE!!! (my tag for my collection is red mail day hehe) this might get long also so there may be a cut

my biggest collection is my music stuff! i started with cds bc they're cheap and easy but i started collecting vinyl as well about 4 or 5 years ago, i also try and collect dvds of my favourite movies/shows when i can because my favourite film got taken off netflix and it scarred me LMAO

pictures under the cut !!!!

i have about 150 cds a bunch of which i yoinked from my parents, it's a lot of britpop and 80s-90s indie/punk which is basically what my music taste amounts to outside of the emo shit

my beutiful floor to ceiling cd rack that also has all my dvds and games

i have an entire shelf of fall out boy albums LMAO they are the only band that im a real discography completionist for to the point i have a spreadsheet for all their physical releases, i FINALLY have all their deluxe editions and eps so i am gonna start on the singles when i. become employed

my shows and movies (and a fleetwood mac greatest hits album). why do i have 10 copies of baby driver on dvd. Don't even worry about it

just under half of my albums laid out which. goddamn when did i get this many

some of my favourite vinyls !!!

my fall out boy singles i love 7" records so much they are literally just small

this was one of my first records ever i love this album So much everyone go and listen to transangelic exodus right now

razzmatazz and violent things! these r both relatively hard to find my razzmatazz pressing is limited to 500 copies :^)

this is technically a mispress! all the black & gold marble vinyls that came from the eu store have a splatter pattern instead of the marble (which is OK bc i like it better LMAO)

AND FINALLY MY PRIDE AND JOY MY IOH PICTURE DISC i spent so long looking for this i would not shut up about not being able to get it and then one day my friend ever so kindly bought it for me. best day of my life when it came in. packaging is a little messed up bc it is old however i love her dearly

apologies for the ramble but u did ask me to talk about my autism collection so i cannot be held accountable LMAO

#i looove physical media i also have some graphic novels #missing some my mcr cds bc they're on the wall but. u know #red mail day #ask #you-broke-our-spirit

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popculturebuffet · 11 months

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School House Rock: America Rock 4th of July Special! (Comission for WeirdKev27)

Happy LOUD EXPLOSIONS OUTSIDE MY GODDAMN WINDOW WHILE I'M TRYING TO WRITE THIS day everyone. I almost missed doing an indepdence day specail as in the chaos of my move, reorganizing the schedule, having to play catchup, I plum forgot. Thankfully Kev came in the clutch with something easy I could do and thus this special. Schoolhouse Rock is something I saw once or twice as a kid but was a few generations before mine. It came out of a very wholesome source: add exec David McCall noticed his son, while able to learn song lyrics easy, wasn't great with remembering his multiplication tables. So he awesomely wrote a song, hired a musicain to perform it and if he wasn't already father of the year had someone animated. This caught the attention of Radford Stone, a real person I assure you and an exec at ABC who urged him to pitch it and since micheal eisner liked it enough not to kali ma his heart out, the series got greelit as some educational shorts between programs, a way to edcuate kids in a fun way and one of the earliest edutainment breakthroughs i'm aware of. And that's.. really what these are. Simple little animated shorts with awesome music to edcuate you, with this batch having been on vhs and dvd as a collection. Simple premise, great execution, so let's rock under the cut shall we?

No More Kings: This one is about the colonization of america. Which naturally glosses HEAVILY over the meeting with and eventual subjication of the indigenous persons of this country . So here's wendsday adams to give us the real scoop

Otherwise it's a well done short and I just love their pissy little king george who uses a telescope to spy on america and shake his fist. He's the second greatest king george in history. You likely know the first...

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The real question is why HAVEN'T I covered hamilton?

Fireworks Do you ever feel like a plastic bag? because I do. All day every day. Anyways, obvious jokes inside this one is also fire, not only for the stunning visuals of the fireworks, especially ont he budget of a paper clip and a piece of string, but just for the groovy beat for this one. It might be my faviorite of this batch. Aside from the creepy guy chasing a woman around.

The Shot Heard Round the World: .. after I typed that header ANOTHER firework went off in my neighborhood. and then about 4 or 5 as I typed this.. and another.. and another... okay it stopped ... wait no.. okay NOW it stopped. What was I on about? Oh yeah.. this one. It's not bad, but it's not really anything specail. I do however like the house art style for the characters, having most characters in black and white unless they needed to portray another race. THe only thing of not eit really does is feature THE PRIDE OF MOUNT VERNON, GEORGGGEEE WASHINNGTOONNNN!

Preamble It sounds pretty and features John Adams, who sat this one out that FAT MOTHER FU

Elbow Room This is a fun one about the lousiana purchase. Again this being america i'm PRETTY sure there was likely just a touch of genocide underneath this expansion, but it's still a jaunty enough toon.

The Great American Melting Pot Now this one is well meaning, being about how immigration is a good thing , using the old melting pot metaphor. Given how horrendous things have gotten with immigration lately, it's a message that needs to be heard. That said they PROBABLY could've picked a better metaphor than "putting a ton of children inside a giant literal soup pot for a giant lady liberty"

I mean like I said it MEANS well, I just didn't know the statue of liberty fed on the blood of children. My theory was: the statue of liberty likes dog food.

Mother Neciscity

Sufferin Till Suffrage After the nice nap given to me by that last one, we can get into a REALLY FUN one following the embodiment of suffrage as she celebrates how women have the right to vote.. and points out how horribly recent it was gained. It was only 55 years ago when this short aired and it 'll be 103 in august. It's a groovy bit of music about how old assholish men opressed women and how it took decades and decades of struggle for women to get the right to vote. I also like it a lot because unlike a LOT of these , it dosen't sugarcoat things: men opressed women and this was them fighting back for what they always shoudl've had. Simple and awesome, like the best of these.

I'm Just a Bill

Here we are, the GOAT of Schoolhouse Rock, the most iconic one of them. And naturally the one that's been the most parodied with both simpsons

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Which, fun fact, I saw way more as a kid than the original. It also makes me laugh way more as an adult because I get it fully. Family guy also took a nice stab at it though instead of doing a full parody they just made a really hilarious joke

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It also looks like they got the actual voice of bill to do both of these. What a champ.

I also had the rude awakening right wing doucher Steven Crowder thought doing a parody of it against trans rights was a good idea.

The original though his solid and still works. It's stuck, with me knowing how bills work primarily BECAUSE of this song, and the vocal performance is fucking dynamite. It's a work that really stands the test of time , from the image of bill sadly sittnig onc aptial hill to the jubilant ending of him becoming a law. It's really great stuff and easy to see why it endured enough to get tons of parodies and is clearly still shown in school enough for people to STILL recognize it decades later.

Three Ring Government: This one is about how a goverment is like a circus. Granted I would've had congress and the house both as clown cars full of people who either put party bias over personal intrests or are a giant pack of ghouls who care nothing but for their own power. What i'm saying is while this works perfectly for the intended demo for a jaded old man like me it's pretty fucking depressing, especially since 2/3 of these branches aren't in the best shape right now. It''s not bad on it's own merits, it's just hard to watch and not wince wat what the right is doing to it right now or have done to women, people of color and the country in general.

These are a great batch of shorts though. Maybe one day we'll return to school but for now we say good bye to this and hello to MORE EXPOSIONS. THE EXPLOSIONS NEVER END THE EXPLOSIONS NEVER

And thanks for reading

#4th of july #independence day #the simpsons #schoolhouse rock #america #congress #bills #laws #i'm just a bill #Youtube

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Why Netflix brought Sense8 back for a special and refuse to do so as well for others

Disclaimer: I love Fan campaigns, and I take part in many of them, this is only an analysis of the situation

When taking part in fan campaigns to save a show from cancellation I often here: „we brought Sense8 back, we can do so as well“

I think what people do not understand is how well Organized the Sense8 fandom was back then. Sense8 was one of Netflix first major shows, and one of Netflix first major shows with a lot of LGBTQ representation. Streaming was new and Netflix was growing like crazy, they were a single player on the market. Netflix did everything to make their show’s successful

The irony of the whole story is: Netflix themselves helped to build the Sense8 fandom. The promo campaign before season 1 dropped was insane. Posters everywhere, character trailers for every single one of the cluster, they even had trailers for sense8 in my German cinemas here. And! They even released season 1 on DVD. A nice white box set together with other shows (I need that box set so bad). They had social media accounts for the show. They send the casts on every major pride parade. Once season 1 was released Netflix continued to hype the show up. They didn’t just went quiet about it, like they do today.

Then Netflix announced a Christmas/New Year’s Eve special: To further hype the show up and to shorten the waiting time for season 2. it was again a major event.

When Season 2 finally dropped and was shortly cancelled after, the fandom was amazingly organized and HUGE! The fans already knew each other from conventions and prides. There were tumblr accounts only dedicated to the show, or single characters of the show

When Netflix cancelled the show they said: „the viewing numbers do not justify such high production costs“. But in the end the simple truth was that Netflix wanted to produce cheaper shows that were easily marketable. The show still had a lot of viewers, nevertheless

This is why it was so easy for the fans to gain 300.000 signs in five days on the Save Sense8-petition. In the end it was over half a million… in around two weeks! In just a few days they had bought the domain for savesense8.com and released a petition calendar: one month, everyday, one campaign.

Fans phoned Netflix. Send them Flipflops, letters, produced a whole music video in under a week and got an actor of the show involved, digged out every single mailing address they could find and wrote there. Netflix’s social media accounts was hardly usable anymore because the comment section was full of #savesense8 and I mean in an amount you can not imagine.

We were so loud that even the HEAD of Netflix wrote us a letter. And they even gave us a special mail address we should write to why we love Sense8.

So in under one month we got the show back. Because I think not even Netflix was prepared for such an outrage. It was new and unique.

And 2) the financial situation back then was completely different. The situation on the market was different. Prime just started producing their own shows, every other streaming service didn’t existed yet.

This is also why Shadowhunters got two specials right away because they were also amazingly organized, maybe even better then sense8. Look what they pulled off to get a season 3. if Netflix didn’t gave them their specials right away they would have gotten their special!

But most shows being cancelled today are small shows with really passionate fan bases but sadly not many viewers. I am all here for: „Netflix stop cancelling smaller shows, a successful company should have big and small shows“ but Netflix isn’t. And hence it is so complicated for small shows to get conclusion. Because 10M tweets are impressive but if you have a few thousand fans who tweet everyday that’s an achievable goal.

Look what sense8 had to pull off and we got a „we hear your voice, but sadly we can not bring back the show“ letter, half way through our campaign…

I really hate the whole situation honestly, but I have the feeling today major shows do not get canceled anymore, only the smaller shows that can not make enough noise to really bother Netflix…. I really hope that will change one day and Netflix will change their strategy

Until then we can not do anymore then support every small queer show and hope for the best

#sense8 #warrior nun #shadowhunters #first kill #1899 series

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