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furrysmp · 5 months

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decided to go sunbringer designs for once. I have so many words oh my god

so. uh,

I am so normal about sunbringer joel smallishbeans so normal I swear. he's planning to throw the o from his name at scott btw.

... he and scar are related but I'm not explaining further until the actual fic about it comes out because there's so much plot significance in the smallishbeans.

... grian. has a book. that he borrowed from the Library. it's very relevant I swear the concept of the library is a plot point.

Also grians eyes are technically green! With a bit of purple and just. a layer of Dark over them to make them less neon green. its not in his genetics to have neon eyes. unlike scar and I swear their eye colors are relevant but like in a weird queerplatonic scarian dl based bit in the grian chapter of the fic

Mumbo is a long cat and being held by me specifically those hands are how I draw my mc skin. I wanted to draw him as this meme since 2021 but he's very hard for me to draw so I took the one time I'll ever draw him and did this.

Jimmy is. a creature. that has bird features but also cod features bc again half of the plot of sunbringer is based on empires 1. Also the bird he's holding is singing. And joel is stealing the song bc he has music type magic.

Scott! Is the one guy I can talk about! Because he already appeared in the fic. He's part ender dragon and like. a child of stars? I have a lot of times I drew him before I think but idk how much of it I uploaded before so yeah. Please ask me about sunbringer scott smajor he's one of the only ones I can talk about and he has so much lore going for him he's so dear to me

impulse is. technically part ender dragon too? the specifics will be explained in his chapter of yhiwu (alongside. a lot of magic lore. like a lot. I have half that speech written already it's basically looking the empires fic in the eyes and going "fight me uwu")

And because impulse is aligned to shadows skizz gets to be some form of light dragon descendant? Like light isn't directly an element in the magic of this universe but it does have an equivalent in the element of Life, which connects to truth and love, whereas shadows and theatrics (and storytelling in general) is always aligned to whatever element is considered dark; in this magic system, being Void.

Tango is looking up at mumbo. thats all. I don't have a lot of notes because my tango is just a little guy.

(Etho is checking smth on his smartwatch and also doing his best to ignore bdubs rn bc bdubs is in his villain arc/hj)

... ngl the only note I have on the bdubs design is that it's accidentally inspired by my human design for the main character in the show I'm writing. Bracelets and sparkly eyes and a t-shirt and. Crimes.

also not much on the cleo design she was just fun to draw but the implications of her existence are spoilers and also not really visually indicative bc idk what a "zombie hybrid" would look like so she just looks. funky. her background is all stitched together btw I finally had a use for the dashed lines brush :D

martyn and ren are. BIG spoilers. But only to like chapter 5 of the current fic. I will say I highly enjoy their existence tho. Also my ren designs always have hawaiian patterned shirts its a personality trait he seems to possess. Also his glasses are like. a hologram? bc his ears are Dog so he cant have normal glasses w like. the things that go behind ur ears.

lizzie is. also very important. she gets the two animals thing like jimmy bc axolotl and cat were her empires animals. also her buns are heart shaped I saw some fanart of that and its really cute so I also have that. and she's also looking at the long mumbo! very confused.

bigb. scares me. like yeah secret life really be mans villain arc. I tried to reflect that by actually straight up mirroring his eyes and having him be. the only guy looking straight at u. he can see u. u can run but u cant hide. also he gets cookies. also also drawing facial hair is hard he's the only time I ever managed to make facial hair look. normal. ever. wont happen again.

gem is being adorable and also definitely a deer hybrid dont mind the magic or stuff its fine (her chapter is. third in the roster. I literally just need to finish the impulse chapter to convince myself that its ok to upload her immediately after ch2).

and pearl! who we know bc she gets first chapter of the fic and thats already out. her eyes are a bit like moons btw. also she's doing magic back at gem which is cute I think. idk.

also half of them have fancy hair shines. like joel having beans that get progressively smaller. or pearl having moons. :D

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reficu1 · 1 year

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I mentioned that I will write about mbti without stereotypes, at least I tried.To do this, I used my experience of communication and observation with socionics.

INTJ. This is a stubborn and self-sufficient researcher. I want to note that the image of a VERY smart nerd for INTJ is really a stereotype. Since INTJ have an alpha quadra (this is a value or a mission). And in this value, everyone is jolly guys. But the exception is the strict upbringing of the INTJ. Do an INTJ do something for the soul or out of curiosity, so is it useful or profitable? Or not? INTJ don't ask such questions. Yes, they are inquisitive and expand their horizons. Therefore, this type of personality can often change their hobbies and interests. Also, INTJs do not like competition, as it takes a lot of strength and energy, so they don’t need conflict for the sake of conflict and negative emotions. But they can say what they see to their face. straightness.

INTP. They avoid a lot of emotions, so they use their logic. Therefore, if they need to leave, they will simply say that they have business and INTP will leave. INTPs have a complex relationship with emotions, so they cannot sense or anticipate other people's emotions. Because of this, when INTP plans something, it may not take into account the opinions of other people, so INTP may begin to be considered "selfish". INTP is a critic and a negativist. Usually they will come up with something, even something that is not there, and will worry or hate it.

ENTJ. Straightforward and logical people. But is naive in relationships. Yes, they know their business well or how to get something quickly and easily, but do not understand the psychological impact. Over the course of a lifetime, an ENTJ can collect a large number of templates and use them for a lifetime. So if someone in the ENTJ's social circle behaves differently, it will take them by surprise. But he will try to solve the problem. ENTJ only look at the actions that are directed at them, so if you say one thing but do another, the conclusion will be from the actions.

ENTP. They love to joke immorally. Call someone an idiot. It's all ENTP style. Since people do not like to use pain blocks, and for ENTPs this is the ethics of relationships. They don't like the topic of relationships. Since this makes him plunge into the analysis of their own actions in relation to other people. ENTP see the world through a wide range of ideas and opportunities. Therefore, we live once and do everything that interests us, what if the sign "dangerous" is lying?

ENFJ. Feel the emotions of others very well. Even rather shades of human behavior. They see well the bad that is customary to hide in society. This happens unconsciously when trying to bring a person into conflict and analyze how the other person will act. Therefore, the ENFJ is like a dog in an airport looking for a criminal. ENFJ do not want to judge anyone, but will only say what is necessary to the face. ENFJ believe if you are their friend, then act like a friend, but if you make a mistake, then it is fatal.

INFP. This type is immersed in his inner world and fixated on the present time inside their fantasies. It can be noted that INFPs do not want to take money for their work, especially if it is a hobby. They can easily obstragirovatsya and believe in the best. Freedom is very important to them, but order is needed, as they can quickly relax and lose energy while lying on the couch. Routine work is slavery, so if there is no freedom in life, then there is no INFP in life. Because of this, memes about suicide appeared.

INFJ. The most comfortable. Usually INFJ inspires confidence in other people, as this type of personality finds its own individual approach to everyone, to share revelations. Attuned to changes in interpersonal relationships. Usually INFJ is a mirror, INFJ seem to be trying on someone else's image. Due to global thinking and emphasis on the ethical component, INFJ divide people into groups. Often they try to resolve the conflict quickly or not even start. Therefore, it is easier for them to forget or forgive the person who told them rudeness.

ENFP. Easily maintains friendly relations, especially if it brings a lot of positive and interesting events. But ENFP will not communicate with someone else, as this is a very reasonable type of personality. But on an intuitive level, the ENFP know if this person is theirs or not. Only at close range can one recognize this positive person as a rational person. Thinks ENFP very spontaneously from one thought to another.

ISTJ. They look at the world through his logic, so if you don't like their logic, you can leave. Therefore, the ISTJ is very picky about people so that other people are close to their opinion and logic. The longer the relationship with the ISTJ, then more rules may appear, but it depends on the upbringing. It can be noted that since childhood, ISTJ set its own rules. And in order to bring them back from heaven to earth, others need to throw a tantrum. An ISTJ can become bored in a relationship with a calm person.

ISFJ. They usually want to know more so that nothing bad happens. But at the same time, ESFJs are afraid of the new and the unknown. Therefore, this type is inherently suspicious. Unlike ENTJ, ISFJ draw conclusions from words, not from actions. Trying to change someone. This type of personality is not conflict, but if a quarrel have already occurred, then he will begin to lecture. It is also important for ISFJs to have a plan and understanding of their future. And ISFJs are very loyal friends, and it is difficult for them to part with a person if they have a lot of memories.

ESTJ. They are always ready to meet the problem face to face. A very tense personality type. Because of this, ESTJs can get busy and work hard, which is why they can be called a "robot" and it's normal for ESTJs to forget about their condition. If some kind of chaos is going on around them, then ESTJ is cut off and continues to work. Therefore, at work, the ESTJ do not pretend to work.

ESFJ. They spend a lot of his energy on communication. Who sees what alone and sees who, who is. Able to compare and draw conclusions from this. ESFJ switch between modes, so if they have moved home, it will be difficult to get them outside. Any changes or innovations stress the ESFJ. There is a distinctive feature of the ESFJ "If something helped me, then it will help you too" or "It's delicious, so it will be delicious for you too." And if someone wants to prove that it doesn't work that way, it will be very difficult.

ISFP. Their stereotypical positive attitude has a place to be. An emotion-driven personality type, meaning if an ISFP is in a good mood, they will go out and buy something to please themselves. ISFP will not look at their financial condition, if they have enough money for some kind of purchase, they will take it. ISFPs are masters of emotions, so they can help other people and fix their emotional state for better or worse.

ESFP. The type of people who do first, think later. And if because of this they did something bad, they do not find a place for themselves and there is no forgiveness for themselves. They try to gather everyone and chat everyone. Also, ESFP believe that they should do everything perfectly, and then get praise. Often they believe that they are doing their job better than anyone else, and more often this is self-deception. If you point out that their work is nothing, then congratulations ESFP think you're an idiot. And if ESFPs like you, it shows in the way they listen to you, then talk about themselves, even admitting their shortcomings.

ISTP. Bring in the soul, but not in words. Therefore, ISTP will not say something beautiful and poetic, but this type of person tries to do and show his feelings by this. They put their soul and feelings into their actions. ISTP see problems and do not idealize others. If you don't like something, you say it straight to your face. It can also be noted that ISTPs have a "creative" clutter that they don't notice. But in chaos, they always find everything they need, but if they get tired of this dump, they can take it apart. A very picky personality type, as convenience is important to them.

ESTP. When they want something, they always try to achieve it through participation in all events and ESTP take responsibility for the "parties". ESTP can always make logical arguments in their favor. And if ESTP don't get what they want because of some other person, then that other person may look stupid, because ESTP's arguments are ironclad. Can often tell others what to do so that the result is faster and better. But this is not out of malice, and if his actions lead to hatred towards the ESTP, it can drive them into a corner and lower their social activity.

#mbti #intj #entj #intp #entp #enfj #infj #infp #enfp #istj #estj #isfj #esfj #isfp #esfp #istp #estp #mbti personalities

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lukall705 · 3 months

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Hey, how are you? I would like to request tachihara x f!reader shy (or gn)!! I was enchanted by your headcanons about chuuya, thank you very much for writing 🩷🩷

Hi!! i'm doing well thank you for asking:) I'm happy to hear that you liked my chuuya headcanons:D

This might be oocT_T

TW: horrible smut

I wasn't sure if you wanted Nsfw or just normal so i made both:) hope you like it!! also i made the reader Afab gender neutral

Tachihara x Shy!GN!Reader

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Normal:

Yall are completely opposite from each other

Like hes loud and cheerful guy, while you are a quiet girl

He reminds me sm of this meme https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/001/853/850/20b

He probably is the type of boyfriend to freak out if they got your order wrong

"baby its okay i'll just eat i-" "NU UH"

Anyways if you hide behind him when meeting new people his heart will melt cuz he thinks you're cute

He's always trying to act tough around ypu, but the seacond you hold his hand, he'll melt into a puddle

Since hes in the mafia AND the hunting dogs, he gets paid a lot of money (another rich mf)

Loves to spoil you>_<

Buys you dresses and other clothes just to see you're flustered face when you wear them for him

I headcanon that he's a bit shy so you might be able to make him blush if you give him sudden kisses

"babe" "yes love?" *smashes lips against his* "woah(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)"

you guys just stand there looking away from each other

Cuddle bug, loves to cuddle you

loves to lay his head on your chest and stare into your eyes to see if you try to hide your face (this seems so ooc wtf)

NSFW:

Hes probably a bit shy during sex too!

hes scared of hurting you

He gets super turned on by the way you hold onto him, moan his name and grip his hair

He has a tongue piercing and he likes to tease your clit with it ٩(◕‿◕)۶

Asked if you wanted to get matching piercings once (a dick and clit piercing)

he teases your nippleas by pulling and biting them>_<

His fave position is this one https://sexpositions.club/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/7_7_2.png in front of a mirror

He holds your legs with one arm and uses the other one to make you look at yourself

"..look how pretty you are baby..~"

if you two shower together it'll most likelly end up with you two having shower sex

If you're sore after sex he'll feel bad and massage you<3

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I suck at writing smut what the hell

Anyways i hope you liked this!>_<

(please comment, it gives me motivation to write more T_T)

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buff-borf-bork · 9 months

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just a short bit in the actors au!

Cheese and Pico. Pomeranian's, beloved by the cast, soft, cute, endlessly sweet. Vicious demons sent from the depth of hell itself to end Nick. It becomes a group effort to help him bond with the cuties, but can they do it in time to make filming not be it's own personal hell for him? an unused idea for the @swwsdjfanzine That's A Wrap!

Creamy brown tufts, big sparkling eyes, the picture of blissful peace. Little angels. The two Pomeranian's lounge around the cast, Pico resting in Jack's lap, Cheese turning in circles between Shaun and Ian for pets they’re both happy to supply. Moonpie gives a chirp from her spot on the dresser.

Shaun leans against the bed, crossing his arms behind his head, “man, this bedroom set is cozy .”

Nick taps away at his phone, following where Ian tells him to meet them, sending a cat meme on his way. He turns the corner of the false wall to the bedroom set and--

Snap. A force of gnashing teeth and primal hatred.

Jack holds the growling, twisting pom, stopping him an inch away from Nick's face. A strangled sigh escapes Nick as Shaun holds Pico back by his collar, the dog struggling against him, blood lust of a fighting hound compressed into its tiny form.

As Nick supports himself against a wall to recover from his mini heart attack, Shaun stares dumb founded, “What did you do to these guys?”

“Nothing, they just despise me!”

”Isn't there some old myth that animals can sense your true nature or aura or something?“

Shaun snorts, ”Wow Ian, maybe your character's betrayal angle suits you better than we thought! That was brutal.“

“Ah, no, I didn't mean anything by it, you just reminded me of it, really!”

”I remind you of people who are so awful they have bad 'auras'?“

”That’s not what I meant and you know it!“

Picking up Pico, Shaun brings the pom over to Nick, “You just need to bond with 'em a bit, feed them a treat or something.” Bringing the dog closer to Nick does not quell its mission of destruction towards the man.

Jack soothes Cheese by blocking his view of Nick with his body, the dog relaxing a bit instantly. Jack suggests, “Well, Cheese is named Cheese, so maybe?”

Digging into his bag, Ian pulls out a stick of cheese, “Here.”

Nick accepts it with a concerned look, ”why do you have sticks of cheese in your bag?“

”It came with pepperoni.”

“It wasn't wrapped?”

Ian huffs, “just try to give him the cheese.”

Cheese snarls at the peace offering, but as his nose picks up the smell Cheese’s yips turn into malicious snuffling. The bites start vicious but quickly calm down as Cheese's body relaxes and he eagerly eats the stick from Nick’s hand. Mirroring the pom, Nick's own posture relaxes until he gets the nerve to try petting Cheese.

Cheese allows this.

Nick attempts the same process with Pico who, once lost in dairy bliss, loafs to enjoy his meal.

For one pure moment, Nick is at peace with his furry costars, basking in their plush comfort.

“What do you mean you gave them cheese?”

“It’s name is Cheese, I thought he could eat cheese!”

The dogs handler looks at him incredulously, “You meet a dog named chocolate, are you gonna feed it chocolate?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to bond with them.”

Pico lays on his side in the soft bed, twitching with his tongue lolling as he pants. The vet brings Cheese out, whining in their arms. Noticing Nick, Cheese growls as best as he can through his pained whines. The guilt in Nick is edged into anxiety as the look in Cheese’s eyes is that of utter loathing, curbed only but the creature's dairy induced suffering.

Across the room Jack pulls his head out of a trash can filled mostly with sticky Popove’s Yogurtopia cups. He gasps for breath while watching the poor pups rest in their fluffy beds, being carefully groomed by their handler. A set assistant gets his attention, telling him where he needs to be next. He musters up the most polite smile he can for them and and watches the dogs again. He sighs, “oh, to be a lactose intolerant dog.”

“Yeah… Sure.” The assistant does not sound sure, they do however sound like they have somewhere to be as they tap their toes.

He chuckles to himself, “I’d be a jack russell.”

He breaks into a bigger fit of giggles, both at his own poor pun and knowing from the look on their face, he’s making the assistant suffer with him.

Still, he steals a longing glance to the sweet comfort the dogs get for their illness before squaring his shoulders and plastering on a smile. A little yogurt hasn’t killed him yet.

“Aw, who’s an itty bitty little bloodthirsty mosnter sent from hell to torture me? You are!”

“Guess I did tell you what you said didn’t matter as much as the tone…”

Nick continues to babble to Pico with Ian’s supervision. Between the two dogs, Pico will at least take his time before lunging at Nick. Seeing no sign of aggression, Nick slowly gets closer to Pico with his palm up. Pico seems relaxed to Nick’s eyes, watching him approach, licking his lips and yawning.

Nick stops talking in anticipation as his hand inches ever closer to Pico. Ian looks up from his script to check in on the sudden silence, jumping at the sight, “wait, don’t, those are signs—”

Nick doesn’t scream as Pico’s teeth latch into his hand. Just a short, choked gasp.

“Of aggression in dogs.”

The parking lot is empty, perfect for plan S.

Before Nick stands Shaun. In his hand he swirls a spray bottle as he sports a devious look on his face. The bottle is whirl-pooling with a mix of water and coffee coloured dog fur.

“Just stand still Nick, after this the dogs'll love you.”

Behind him, Jack with a practiced friendly smile that says he just wants to help you, Nick. Ignore the sinister energy coursing just beneath the surface, like the clouded spray bottle of his own. His recipe, water mixed with high quality dog food, stolen from the handlers trailer.

“This is for the best Nick, just let us help you.”

Nick glares at Jack over his shoulder, “did you just use your Sunny Day voice at me?”

He chuckles sheepishly, “maybe?”

Shaun takes the opening and spritzes him with the homemade odour. As Nick turns in shock and disgust, Jack does the same, the duo quickly coating Nick in the stench stew. He drips onto the concrete, wrinkling his nose with no escape from the scent. He glares at the duo only pretending to try and hide their laughter.

“It’s perfect, this bodes smell for you.”

“I know the situation stinks, but you’ve got this.”

“You can speak their language now, I’m pretty sure their dog breed is Stench.”

Shaun wheezes, “that, that one was bad Jack, stench?”

“It’s supposed to be a pun on French, like–”

“Shut up. Sorry, but shut up,” Nick interrupts, holding up a finger to silence them while he listens closely. “Are you guys hearing that?”

They all strain their ears. In the distance, barking.

Shaun tilts his head, “sheesh, sounds like the production next door’s recording for a rabies attack.”

Jack looks at him, raising an eyebrow, “next door? They sound further than… Are they getting closer?”

Nick’s blood runs cold, “you don’t think?”

“No way, their trailer’s on the other side of the building”

The yips and growls grow closer, they can make out more and more of all the vicious intent behind the beast's voices.

Across the parking lot two silhouettes back-lit by the horizon jerk into view. The figures almost writhe in vitriol as they approach. Nick’s eyes widen as the caramel tufts become visible, giving him a warning to run. He can only hope that being able to make out the fur and snarled faces doesn’t mean it’s already too late.

Nick runs circles around the parking lot, weaving between cars with the prayer that they’re not small enough to just dart under the vehicles. He finds his car and wrenches on the door, but of course it’s locked. He manages to hop on top of it, Pico and Cheese nipping at his heels. Luckily too short to hop up with him.

“Hey, the trainer could use you to train their jumping height!”

Nick shoots Shaun a glare as he unlocks his car and begins the ordeal of trying to get in from the top without the dogs getting him. Jack and Shaun watch from the sidelines, too busy recording to be of any help.

He manages to hook the toe of his shoe under the door handle enough to open it. The dogs hop and snap, incidentally tumbling into the car. It’s a golden opportunity. With the dogs safely away from the door, he slams it shut, trapping the poms inside. He hops down, throwing his hands in the air victoriously.

Shaun and Jack run up, peeking through the windows. Shaun looks between Nick and the car worriedly, “I don’t think you can do that man. Can’t just leave dogs in a car.”

“No worries, I’ll get somewhere safe and call their handler to come pick them up. I’m not a monster.”

Jack cups his hands on the window to get a better look inside. Sweat drips down his neck. “Nick? I don’t think you thought this through.”

“Huh?” Nick looks through for himself and it’s carnage. The poms leave nothing untouched in the car as they tear his things apart, the glove box open with its contents splayed about, the seats torn, teeth marks on the wheel. Nick whimpers a cry as he slides heartbroken against the car to his knees. Shaun pats his shoulder as Jack runs to get the handler.

Nick listens to the crew and directors talk about the possibility of just Photoshop masking the dogs in, or green balls on sticks. He sighs, leaning back in the chair, draping an arm over the back of it. His eyes closed, he feels something land in his lap. Taking a peek, it’s Moonpie curled up on him, purring away. She brings a small smile to his face as he gently pets her. The dogs may have put him in the cat house, but with Moonpie, it’s alright here.

#i hope its funny anyways #i may not be the queen of comedy but hope people at least get a giggle or like a nose puff💀#sdj #swwsdj #sunnydayjack #nick herraras #posted this months ago #but forgor to link this post to the actual fanzine 💀 like i did in ao3

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outoftheirdifferences · 3 months

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Annette collette and danielle

10 Questions Meme

🌟 Drop one of my characters’ names in my inbox and I’ll tell you 10 facts about them 🌟

All three of the girls actually have two names. As detailed in the newspaper strips from well before Scamp's Adventure existed, they parents respectively named them Ruffy, Fluffy and Scooter. Of course, with the humans incapable of understanding anything the dogs decided on, Jim and Darling picked out their own names for the trio: the names we know them by in the sequel. The two older girls in particular took a shine to their human-given names, finding them prettier and preferring to be called by them, and Dani followed suit as she usually does; but any of them will answer to the old names if used. (Note that I generally don't take the comics as canon to my portrayal, but I felt the old names just made sense to include in their own way.)

Ask either Annette or Collette and they'll both tell you that they're the leader of the trio: Collette on account of being the oldest, Annette on account of being the smartest. While this often works itself out since they're commonly on the same wavelength anyway - and when they're not, Annette will step in when she specifically feels like she knows best but otherwise generally be willing to defer to Collette - it does lead to them butting heads on rare occasions. At which point Dani will either try and step in between them (emphasis on try) or sit back with metaphorical popcorn, depending on how serious things are getting.

Essentially, the girls each represent a different one of the body's 'intelligences'. Annette is the head, she prides herself on being the smartest and most logical of the girls; Collette is the heart, the one who follows her emotions before anything else and, beneath her external concern over looks, is a deeply compassionate soul; and Danielle is the gut who acts far more on instinct than common sense. If they listen to each other and take account of all of their perspectives, they can be an almost unstoppable team... more often, however, this doesn't exactly happen as Annette and Collette tend not to respect Dani's perspective as much as they could.

I've said it before, but all three girls need each others' presence to sleep well at night. They're so used to always being together that any time one of them is absent at bedtime it creates a void that they're very aware of. Remove any one of the girls, and the other two will have a restless night: sleeping together is as natural to them as breathing, and any sister missing from that arrangement feels disturbingly wrong. The rare but intense occasions when Annette and Collette fall out with each other so badly that they refuse to share a bed invariably end with none of the girls getting very much sleep for just this reason.

Of the girls, both Annette and Collette of course particularly care about their own appearances, but in different ways and for different reasons. Collette, as the beauty of the trio - particularly apparent from her long flowing "hair" (that is, her ears) and most graceful manner - cares about looks for their own sake; she knows she's pretty, takes pride in keeping that the case which she considers an art in its own right, and will happily spend hours preening in front of Darling's mirror. At first glance it looks like the same could be said of Annette; but really, Annette is less concerned with looking beautiful as she is with looking dignified. She wants to be taken seriously, and wouldn't dream of going out looking at all scruffy as she feels it would undermine that. So while she, too, can take her time in front of the mirror, she's usually quicker to be satisfied and move on that Collette is. Dani meanwhile, though she follows her sisters' lead in this like in most things, is also quick to get bored of admiring their own reflections; she doesn't have the patience to carefully groom her fur, which is why hers always looks just a bit less neat than her sisters, and these are the times when she's more likely to wander off and do her own thing or to brawl with Scamp or the like.

All three girls absolutely adore Angel when she joins their family. Dani most enthusiastically so, as she's ecstatic to have another girl who'll happily scuffle and playfight and roll around in the mud with her, something that she can't get her sisters to do in a million years: she rather idolises Angel, to be quite honest, for how tough and street-smart she is. Annette and Collette aren't quite so exuberant, which is why Angel at first wonders if they really like her; but as she spends more time with them each individually she comes to realise that they both just have their own ways of showing it. Collette is first to do so, she feels for the hardships that Angel's had to face and wants to make sure she feels at home and well cared for, and picks her moment to take the new girl aside and fuss over her. Annette takes her time more, but finds Angel good conversation to talk with about the things that she feels her siblings don't take seriously and appreciates her very different perspective on life.

Naturally, each the trio have their own unique internal dynamics too. Annette and Collette, of course, are so close together that to an observer they can sometimes seem to share a single brain; this isn't the case, and there are times when they can disagree strongly, but they simply know each other so well that they typically accommodate for the other's differences in perspective most of the time without even thinking about it. That said, the rare times when they do argue, because they know each other so well they can quite deliberately hurt each others' feelings badly; at those times, these two closest of sisters may refuse to even be in the same room as each other, and it can take several days for them to make up again.

That said, under normal circumstances it's Annette and Danielle who tend to have the roughest relationship of the trio. They still love each other of course; but Annette has the least tolerance for Dani's more uncouth moments, and a tendency towards making some snide remarks behind her back. On the other side of things, Dani reckons Annette and Collette are both big prisses, and while she will still happily follow them around, isn't above trying to get them involved in her more boisterous definition of fun. Especially Annette since (as seen in the epilogue scene of the first movie) they did used to scuffle together when they were much younger... which naturally is another thing which tries Annette's patience now that she's come to prioritise her dignity. Still, if someone else was making fun of Danielle, Annette would be the first to stand to her defence; she very much has one of those "I can be mean to her, but no-one else can" protective attitudes towards her little sister. And while their arguments can certainly be fierce at times, they're unlikely to last the day.

As for Collette and Danielle... similarly, Dani sees Collette as a bit of a big priss too, but she gives Collette less grief about this; after all, Collette's always been interested in looks and such matters, it's not something that she grew into later like Annette did. And if Collette likewise shares some of Annette's impatience with the younger of their number, she tends to be more reserved about it than Annette is: preferring simply to distance herself from Dani's wilder antics rather than actively protesting them unless they get really outrageous and quickly accepting her back once they're over. This has the effect that, while Collette and Dani possibly understand each other least amongst their trio, they also never really fight between themselves either.

Certain above statements aren't to say that Annette and Collette don't just play like regular dogs too! Both of them will happily join in a game as long as it's clean, and despite her prized dignity Annette isn't above warring with Scamp for the best toys! They just have very particular lines that they draw: most of all they both hate getting muddy and will avoid that at practically all costs. You'll have better luck getting either of them involved in a game that takes place indoors rather than one that involves rolling around in the dirt outside.

#long post #anon #three sisters together [Annette & Collette & Danielle]#headcanons: spaniel sisters #meme response #Thanks for sending this! :D #Sorry if it took me a couple of weeks to answer #I had to think a bit for some of the facts! xD #But I really appreciate getting to talk about these girls more! :D

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On the OTHER HAND after a rough day you get Karl who curls into your lap like a dog, produces a pen from his pocket, and starts doodling over your arms. He likes to draw on all Sapnap's battle/training scars in particular to turn his biceps into a canvas, each scar bruise and mark becoming its own character with intense lore of how they relate to each other and Karl getting giddy whenever a new one pops up for the excuse to kiss over it and then draw a new cat face over the marred skin and add it to the family (so at least Sapnap doesn't have to worry about his scarring making him ugly, not that that was much of a worry in the first place). Sapnap doesn't really pay it mind but it entertains Karl and he loves the attention so he lets it be even if they wash off with every shower.

Q doesn't get such fluffy things- he's too busy and self conscious. instead he rolls up the sleeves of his dress shirts to reveal little vines and flowers etched onto the skin. he takes extra care not to get them wet or wash them off so they last there as long as possible. he considers getting them tattooed but Karl likes making different designs every time and the soft press of ballpoint is too soothing to give up, so he leaves his skin blank for him.

on a particular night, Karl kindly asks him if he can play connect-the-dots with his beauty marks lining his face. quackity refuses to let him do it in pen so he has to borrow eyeliner from Tina and convince q he'll wash it right off after if he doesn't like it. and as q lays on his back and Karl straddles his lap like that one meme of the two girls doing makeup ,he squirms and makes jokes to brush off his nerves, and it's just a silly drawing, why is he nervous (because he doesn't like being scrutinized so much. his looks were half of what he had going for him, and stupid fucking techno had to fuck up his nice face-). but when Karl rolls off him and gets him a mirror, there are little constellations dotting his cheeks and nose over each mole, forming little abstract shapes and swirls and stars and flowers. and along his scar is a detailed vine pattern to frame it, as if the scar were merely a crack in an ivy covered wall that made it all the prettier. when Karl sees q is going to cry (quackity doesn't- he doesn't want it getting it smudged, so by god he tries not to) he offers to let quackity do the same to him. quackity draws a dick on his cheek to fuck with him and pretends he doesn't linger on his own reflection from then on with a faint smile, even when the drawings are long gone.

this got out of hand im so sorry im not sorry lmao get fucked

MELTS oh this is so adorable i love when ckarl is a natural born storyteller and can see the beauty and meaning in anything, and it never comes easier than with the people he loves most! and the fact that csap just fondly puts up with it but it means absolutely everything to cq that they still find him pretty and worthy of their attention i cry

#i never see q’s beauty marks talked about in relation to ksq which makes me ☹️🫶#also i love that you can write out the softest thing ever and throw in a quick fuck you at the end it keeps me on my toes #bella answers #lacy tag

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kylo-wrecked · 1 year

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{ inspired by the intimacy of hands meme }

I. 'What is it you want?'

Her question doesn't hurt him. For Ren, the meaning of hurt has moved outside the word. Pain is new again. Succulent.

"Want?"

Ren sweeps toward Daenerys. She wears a strong face, a face of stone, her amethyst eyes cold, opaque, but what’s writhing underneath? What does she see in the mirror of his helm, when his cold, leather fingers enfold her clavicle, neck, and shoulder? For a moment, she wears his hand like a collar—until she removes it, the insect she chooses to set on a windowsill rather than crush.

"You came to 'free me' and, in your next breath, turned me away. What freedom is that? If you will not have me, then have my fealty. I won't want for more."

But he would. He was ripped from his mother's womb with his soul screaming out for it.

II. 'What is it you need?'

His head's huddled in the safe, warm space between Dany's breast and armpit. The sheets are cold. The food is cold. The sky is cold and bitter, and so is Ben.

"This'll do," he says, muffled.

That isn't what she means, but when life becomes too much, there's no better fix than Dany's armpit or Dany's bronzed stomach (no tan lines, sort of a shame) wrapped in his leviathan arms that have never seen the sun. Sometimes, on Fridays, she lets him into her ivory tower. She never comes to his, and there's a reason.

From the mess of black dog hair, "This is it—all I need right here."

Singing, '—you're all I need/I'm in the middle of your picture/Lying in the reeds,' into Dany's chest, badly, intentionally badly, while the curtains come up, and they slip into the rhythm of the day.

III. 'What is it you desire?'

While late morning grows hot under the Naboo sun, Ben's temper grows hotter.

"You!" He yells. "You Daenerys, it's you."

The birds don't stop singing on his account, nor does the breeze cease in its billowing of glittering pollen clouds from yew to yew.

"I want you."

But he can't look her in the face, let alone her mind’s eye. He can only wrap his hand around her arm; some barriers should never be crossed, even when they beckon.

"What do I have to do?" Ben asks softly. "Who do I have to be?"

#lastxdragon #sw au | soft!ren: master of the knights #m. au | musicverse!ben: nowhere man #sw au | young!ben: torn apart #prompt

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starlyht · 20 days

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by the gods, what happened to you? (for sol)

meme i must have deleted bc im a sheep. baaa.

“it looks worse than it was,” he lied. he felt pretty fucking terrible, actually, battered and exhausted after being unceremoniously set upon by one of orin's doppelgangers in the city streets. baldurians were a lot that he had no love for, and that none had so much as lifted a hand for him was not altering his opinion. the wretched creature hadn't seemed intent on killing him, not at first, much more interested in playing with its food, until he truly began to make it bleed.

he glanced at his reflection in one of the tavern room's mirrors. no .... he definitely looked as good as he felt, clothes torn and bloodied and face bruised. his first mistake, and one he felt no little embarrassment over, was disarming himself of all but the daggers he kept hidden. “an imposter in our camp isn't enough,” he muttered, “the shape changer has her dogs trying to gut us, too. perhaps best no one ventures alone until we have that sorted.” until then, he would count the moments until he could put an arrow in one of her hideous, colorless eyes.

#🏹 interaction.#🌠 ask.#saintsdawn

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fkyumerica · 1 month

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she made all of her kids nude porn stars then too, at birth "yea film it"-her mom anne marie/lady gaga/whoever jens mom is

then kills dogss

then goes back to her then back to her and its inbreeding again, the video shit

and they dont stop going at you too

and they are everywhere

then horse back riding, masks, and a logo

and all again

maybe a morning sunset on th ebeach

or a filipino beach guy to give you a infant while you live up in the trees

and maybe drugs if you want

dazed and confused

black hair

white guitar girl

tan guy

then she goes wild for a boy doing a wheelie on a motor bike

then sees footprints in the sand

she is mary anne, aunt rose's daugter who brest fed beth

so kids name was brett

to come back to it

rips shirt off

then shes deezy

i need a drink

give me a nose ring

then beard her

aunt rose i gotta live with her

then ex post about it

weird calm down meme feeling. mom posted the picture of a conversation.

there were only so many face books

i will write down the names later

john wayne gacy is kevin

filipino

then it just goes on again to their big gay life

school dances

my cell phone dick photo in the mirror

she wanted a dress like mine

shoot her in the fucking head

mollys relative, we killed her kind of right, thoughts of me were there

right

make it sluttier

https://www.facebook.com/friends/suggestions/?profile_id=100000085233472 and your neice next shannon

halloween 4? drugs and that life they all have to.. go and live it!

to sit her big asss on you

phase of life

omg friends drugs she told me it i dont care

hahahha

grandmother willow right

the dumpster guy in the movie

noroi

dragging the infants

no you need one too

says it to them

anne marie looking ones just left it on the ground

and shannon would be fucking it then walk up to him fucking it aand try and get them all fucking while doing that

and annemarie made shannon her drug ffriend

there is alix the next generation after

constantly has to fuck him

a don

shannon is a mom first

and anne marie just goes to sleep

aunt rose and beth are anne maries

chris is a alix needs to fuck

leaves fast

or what im young again to find her with a dog

and leave it to

and this is alix too, wayneradio tv what i cant put on a mask and fool them all, and leave, and make them again, in your area, with them, and their party, what they want, in the woods, and here, i might get her, and i get her, and i get her

and leave

we had to do the same thing the other one did

we are alike

whoa not related

hate it

we know you and hate you too

half of it is tit pics

the rest is i dunno

for sex with wwho

all of them are tht

and the i dunno you ones

i dunno go fuck

why arent you

now im turned on by you

aand hey me and mom do it easy

dope me do me mom then i fuck it up and die in 8 years now i live in the woods at raves and fuck and do whatever

im gay

mom lives ina house in a river

now plan it out

houses where

they all get to live

throw it in

abortion

then it gets a name

his dad and him

garbage guy

and john wayne gacy

twilight

mask

and werewolf

and abortion

skeleton with hat

he would put one on it

they brought a pile over again

and tried to fuck me with it

he was sting too, john wayne gacyy

and youre in the back right

right?

orange

i know them all now

and dialet

i will shit in her food today

and the kids he mates with, i wont be afraid to get this fucking spot doing it with him, their wives were the same he said

they wanted to go on it

when

they saw

who

fuckign noises

owl calls for one

old wild

that is aunt rose and fred

again? greg?

his son in front of him would

they would jump and fuck and fuck one of them there

grouped outside

the jump landing was it

face lift to her huh

then carriage accident

full fake head

does this guy try and live in mym house

he is godzilla

guess who

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

at anyone

at him

my dad?

mated 8 times

who who

said it

oh my god

i dont care

who

it is

sexy shit

they thought giants would walk them around

epkot

epcot

their world logo

for take over

their train shows it

they keep cumming in a numbilical cord then after liquid laundry detergent it turns it black and they inject it

to turn black

or purple or what blue

violet was him

mission

family

he knew everyones family the scare crow

of central t owest spain

and is gay

golfer

lion

and his wife

dur dur dur im the gay chienese animator

made it all

shes getting a bath

i dont want that from ya

hot

or that

cold

warm

and please squeeze it, like it again

Thu 6:14 PM

charles lee ray is the garbage guy

marrried agnes and chris

and aunt jemima wwas his inbred with the gone with the wind black btich, married that black woman too

kept the money for herself

she next on ekept checks

then after

free bank ask for it in the back

meghan

it was her in the movie too

mexico

and is penny's mom

lady gaga

apacolypto film me from up

was 8 then next yearr peggy sue 16 right

barbra ann

her mom

and next one

her mom

cinndy

then her mom

chris

then her mom

agnes

then her mom

gone with the wind black bitch

they edited her white

right

no is amanda

or meghan

which one

shoot both

take off her voice piece she is the one with the headset under her skin

to keep licking

wwhat you wwant on you

was suppossed to get shot

and shut up

too

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uniformbravo · 6 months

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reading more of my fuckingh storie

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Silan's father, on the other hand, was an average man with a stocky build and green hair and an enormous beard that reached down to his stomach as well as two large wings that extended from his back. Not really, I'm just fucking with you. But could you imagine if that's what he really looked like?

looks into the camera damn already off to a great start HUH

(i did this bc i couldnt figure out what tf i wanted him to look like & it was holding me up too long so this was the equivalent of scribbling all over the canvas to get it out. normally u would do this & then delete the scribbly part but i, a pioneer, have left it in,)

He was an architect who worked with city planners to realize plans for cities.

DAMN!!!!!! BARS!!!!!!

Countless hours were spent in his study working on designs and the like- most of his work was remote because he couldn't fly out to every location he contributed to. If it was close enough, though, he might drive out to meet in person, or if the project was big or important enough, he might take a few days away for a business trip. It could be quite spontaneous.

me pretending i know even remotely how a job like this works haha hee hee architects dni

His dad laughed from the table- not at anything they'd said; he'd just gone back to looking at memes on his tablet. Silan was kind of hoping he'd forget about the one he'd wanted to show him.

u look at ur father's memes RIGHT NOW u little shit

A lot of the trees on this road were pines and other evergreens, but here and there were clusters of red and yellow and orange peeking through and leaking onto the pavement below. These became more frequent the closer they came to the heart of the city. As if to follow suit, the upcoming intersection's light transitioned from green, to yellow, to red; the car slowed to a stop at the edge of the crosswalk.

not the deep traffic light symbolism

A few pedestrians crossed as well; a woman in jogging pants walked her dog, a black Labrador that pulled on its leash. A couple of kids walked with their mom in the opposite direction, and stopped excitedly when they saw it. The dog also stopped, sniffing at their hands, but was pulled along by its owner, as were the kids by their mom.

the tyranny of adults knows no bounds 😔

Communication is a two-way street, and honesty is the first step." He chuckled lightly. "If none of the street signs said what they were supposed to, no one would get anywhere, right?"

wise. profound. poignant. silan u better be taking notes

His father turned to face him, arm resting on the steering wheel. "See ya later, kiddo. Have a good day."

"Didn't you just say I was a man?" Silan's hand guided his unclipped seatbelt back to its resting position against the wall of the car. "When are you gonna stop calling me kiddo?"

His dad let out a laugh and reached over to ruffle Silan's hair. "The day you stop being my kid."

"Dad…" he huffed, pulling open the car's mirror to fix and comb through it with his fingers.

🥺 CUTE...... i love silans dad 😭

"Oh- wait, before you go-" His dad was reaching around in his pocket, pulling out his phone. Silan relaxed back into his seat and let the door swing most of the way shut again, holding it back with the toe of his shoe.

After a second of fiddling and tapping, his dad grinned at whatever was displayed and turned his phone around to show Silan. It was a picture of a dog (a bloodhound) looking ashamedly up at the camera as behind it lay a mess of torn up bagels and what once must have been the plastic bag holding them, scattered all across the floor. In bold, all caps letters, words across the top and bottom of the image read, "IT WAS TERRIBLE… I SAW THE WHOLE THING HAPPEN."

[...]

He sighed.

The meme was just as lame as he'd known it would be.

I would appreciate silan's dad's memes JS

Chaulden High operated on block scheduling; rather than the traditional day of six class periods [...] each day was labeled either Odd or Even [...] and the schedule would correspond with those labels. On Odd days, students attended class periods 1, 3 and 5, whereas Even days featured periods 2, 4 and 6.

SO glad to know the ins & outs of silan's schedule, v crucial information right here

Chris was a part of the group, too.

He was there now, laughing with them, giving Jimmy a high five. Wearing his green varsity jacket that he looked so unfairly good in. Grinning like someone was taking pictures for the cover of a magazine.

Silan was.

Taking pictures- with his mind. Limited print issue of Who's Silan Crushing On This Week? Headline, "It's Chris Again," with the five millionth burned-into-the-back-of-his-eyelids candid Chris he caught in the middle of class.

silan is the magazine's sole subscriber

He'd gone over his pictures when he finally got back to the journalism room, pulling them up in a slideshow. The sparrows in the bushes, the team through the fence, some of the individual members batting… What he hadn't expected were the group of photos after the ones he'd taken of Devon's slide.

Apparently when he'd fallen, he'd triggered the shutter, setting off the rapidfire multi-capture to document his fall- several blurred images of the dirt, the chain-link fence, one with a giant dark blob that might have been Chris' foot- it was a mess. Rhoden had laughed.

"Oh my god- I mean, sorry about your shoulder- but oh my god!"

Cameron had drifted over (laughter attracted them) and asked if they could have them- for "strictly professional purposes."

If it had been anyone else Silan would've said no. But he kind of wanted to see what they'd do with them.

lksjdkfndkgdk (cameron is the school's social media manager and illegally posts memes whenever they can get away w it)

Had Silan occupied any part of Chris' mind since yesterday's incident? Or had he already forgotten it completely, putting it out of his mind as a resolved situation? Was he still replaying the moment of impact in his memory over and over again? Did he even know who he'd knocked over?

silan wants to live rent free in chris' mind sooooooo bad

Actually, he definitely didn't care. And Silan didn't know why he should, either. Because again, Chris was part of the same friend group who played a game called "No Homo" and that's all the reason Silan should have needed to move on and put this whole "crush" business behind him.

But he couldn't- he was past the point of no return. Life was waving an enormous red flag in front of his face and he was imagining the two of them wrapping themselves up in it together and letting the night whisk them away.

romantic date ideas

Chris, coming up beside him and stroking his hair. Brushing it out of his eyes. His knuckles sweeping feather-light down his cheek, coming around to rest beneath Silan's chin with the pad of his thumb sitting just below his lips, the nail of his thumb poking into the bottom just slightly…

How many points would a kiss win them?

[...]

This was stupid. This was getting him nowhere. He was in history class, he was taking notes. Chris was sitting on the other side of the room, also taking notes.

what if we were in history class and i was taking notes and you were also taking notes and we kissed and won sooo many points

Chris sometimes did this. He drove an old-looking Toyota five-seater* that wasn't exactly…. sexy. Or it shouldn't have been, but Silan basically went rabid for everything Chris did, so him fantasizing about Chris driving him up to Makeout Point with a beautiful view of the city and the stars above in his shitty dented hand-me-down from grandpa car was basically par for the course. Chris could take him out on an electric scooter and Silan would swoon.

at least he's self aware

Cameron was a junior, a year below them. [...] They hadn't been using their current pronouns back then; it wasn't until last year, their second year at Chaulden High, that they'd reintroduced themself to the club.

"Hi. A lot of you know me as Cameron, and that's still me. I'm not going anywhere, but my, uh. My pronouns are!"

They'd nodded to Mrs. Springet at her desk with the computer, and to the president off to the side, who flipped off the lights. The projector went on, and after taking a minute to load a title page reading "Pronouns: What Are They?" with a picture of an elderly man shrugging and looking very confused with various pronouns floating around his head appeared.

They'd then proceeded to give a three minute long slideshow presentation introducing the concept of non-binary gender and how it applied to them, ending in a final slide that featured a picture of a gender reveal cake that had "Boy or Girl?" written on it in icing that was crudely crossed out in shaky red lines and overlaid with text reading, "POR QUE NO LOS NEITHER" which had served as the backdrop to their official announcement of their new pronouns (they'd finished off with a party blower they'd pulled from their back pocket).

ICON!!!!!! release the full presentation NOW

He couldn't help it- his mind kept drifting back to the GSA every time his focus slipped even a little, and the clock was very unhelpfully displayed right at the front of the room. It was impossible not to look. And every number the minute hand slipped past was another contributing to the sum total of his Fear Level (currently very high).

silan's stats page has a gauge labelled "Fear Level (very high)"

Silan's last five minutes were spent praying that a wormhole would open up beneath him and pull him deep into its depths, spitting him out five trillion lightyears away to a place where his biggest worries would be "uh oh there's no air" and "oh god I'm going to die out here." At least it would take the choice out of his hands.

we've all been there u_u

Maybe Cameron had written down the wrong room number by mistake- it was an easy one to make. [...]

Maybe the meeting day was actually Mondays, not Wednesdays, and Cameron had gotten that wrong, too. Maybe they'd gotten everything wrong. Like inviting Silan in the first place- that was definitely an accident, right? He should just leave now, save Cameron the embarrassment of having Silan show up when they'd never meant to invite him at all-

cameron reading this: o shit maybe i did get it wrong-

As much as he dreaded the prospect of a group assignment, Silan couldn't help fantasizing about being grouped with Chris, about them hitting it off and trading contact info, meeting up outside of school, driving around in Chris' shitty car…

The Dream

When the paper made it to Silan (the last in their group to sign), he stared dumbfoundedly at Chris' signature printed crookedly on one of the lines, like it could just melt away at any moment. Then he thought about stowing the paper away in his binder and copying everyone's names down on a different sheet to turn in, but that was definitely going too far.

Also, there was no way he could get away with it without anyone noticing.

he's out of CONTROL he needs to be STOPPED he's a menace!!!!! chris' shitty handwriting aint that special my dude!!!!!

Besides those three, the only two left in the group were Silan, and… Chris.

Christopher Minez; local hottie, #1 player on Chaulden High's baseball team in Silan's heart and the minds of anyone with common sense, natural dork AND official hero who would jump into harm's way without a second thought to save any old schmuck without a clue (True Story, Emotional and Heartwarming).

While meanwhile…

Silan Scott; shy and insecure, stares at One Person way too often (mostly by accident but sometimes very Not), generally trying his best but entirely Too Gay For This, waving a white flag desperately to no avail.

wrestling match introductions

also im losing my fucking MIND

"At least we got each other," Chris said, making Silan very nearly jump out of his fucking skin- but he was talking to Claire, who was fistbumping him victoriously.

LMFAO not the chris intimacy jumpscare

They both turned around to make smug faces at Jimmy across the room, who was now alone in his own group and also flipping them off in response.

Silan's white flag needed a white flag.

silan seeing chris acting like a dumbass: *clutching his chest* oh god. oh fuck *sinking to the floor* augh oof my bones oouuuuugh

On his other side, Amanda had just returned from handing in the paper with Chris' signature on it

U MEAN THE FUCKING SIGN IN SHEET

Coach Wendell stood from his desk with all seven papers in hand, waving them around.

"Everyone come collect your group's paper," he said, [...]

Silan realized too late that this was his big chance, as Amanda had already gotten up again- she was too damn responsible. Let someone else take care of it, for christsake.

HES MAD LMAO REST IN PIECES SNOOZER

"Anyone need a picture of this?" Amanda asked, holding their group's paper up; despite them having been the seventh one formed, a big "GROUP #5" had been scrawled in red ink across the top margin.

"Might as well," Claire said, accepting it. "My memory's shit."

"Same," Chris said, fishing out his phone as well.

"You just don't care enough to remember," Claire called him out.

"Fuckin' duh," Chris retorted. "Why the hell would I? God forbid I forget my group in History class."

"I need to save all my precious memory space for baseball facts," Claire mocked in a low-pitched impression of Chris' voice. She passed the paper over to him.

"Exactly!" Chris said, lining up his phone for the shot. "There are more important things in life- Coach would understand."

dumb!! stupid!!! silan do better

Chris passed the paper over to Silan, who made a snap decision- he turned to Amanda.

"Um, actually, do you mind if I hang onto this? My phone's, uh, out of memory."

OUTTA CONTROL!!!!!!! (there are worse lies he coulda told ig)

He held his breath, half expecting her to call his bluff and demand he pull it out to show her- but all she did was shrug and say, "Sure- 's all yours."

The inside of Silan's head was full of confetti cannons and lottery fanfare as he very nonchalantly slipped the paper into his binder's front pocket- and tried to ignore the creeping feeling that at this rate he'd end up making a full blown Chris Shrine in his bedroom. It was already a little…

No- the baseball had sentimental value. That much he could confidently argue. As for this paper…

Commemoration of the time he and Chris were on a group project together in History class…?

It was a stretch, fine. But Silan could get into yoga. He could do an entire gymnastics routine to justify this. He was doing one in his head right now. "5, 7, 3.5," the judges' scoreboards read- he'd take it.

im WHEEZING this entire passage just decked me like 8 times in a row what are u SAYING FKJSKGNKSDFK SOMEBODY STOP THIS LITTLE FREAK

Everyone was getting up to rearrange the desks back into the usual rows they were in; Silan stood up to follow suit.

"Oh yeah, how's your shoulder, by the way?" came suddenly from his right and his heart leapt out of his chest and ran for the hills because holy fuck Chris was talking to him for real this time and he was in no way prepared.

"Oh! Um," Silan turned towards him partway but wasn't ready to fully commit with eye contact at this moment. "Good! It's fine." He tried to smile but probably just looked unhinged.

no no un-cross out that last sentence right now the world deserves to know The Truth (crossed out shit in this doc is a legit edit, not part of the actual text)

"What happened to your shoulder?" Claire asked and oh god they were both talking to him now.

Before Silan could answer Chris said, "Collision at practice; he was too busy taking Mooner pics to notice the ball heading right towards him- so I had to jump in and catch it." He mimed a reenactment, hopping forward on one foot and throwing out his arm to grab hold of an imaginary ball.

"How heroic of you," Claire jeered.*

"I know, right?" Chris said proudly. "Woulda been toast without me." Silan was furiously trying and furiously failing not to blush. Chris' idiocy was, unfortunately, something that he found very endearing.

YEAH UNFORTUNATELY

The smallest 'thank you' was just budding on the edge of his lips when the bell rang, cutting him off before he could even try. Everyone immediately went for the door. Claire and Chris merged in with the other guys and disappeared with the crowd. Silan sighed.

"Thanks," he murmured to himself as he followed behind. He'd forgotten to say it the day of.

STOP THIS IS SO SAD alexa,

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ok i FEEL like this is about 2/3 of the way through, probably, so i'll end this here & the next post should be the last one??? i truly don't remember where i ended off last year writing this so it'll be a fun adventure for both of us. i can remember at least 2 and a half upcoming scenes so if theres any more then that'll be a fun surprise :)

#bro it's 10pm there's NO SHOT i'll finish this reread And write SHIT for day 1 of nnwm 💀#we just started & it's over orz #i did everything i could. i even took like an hour & a half break to read webtoons that's how dedicated i am #thinking about her...... (the character design i was working on yesterday and would definitely rather be getting back into rn)#motivation at an All Time High folks!!!!!#(it's over)#retag later #nnwm blogging #im outta my gourd why is it november im BUSY #new technique: drawing w one hand writing w the other. yall seen that video of the person drawing 8 portraits at once. i can do that too #listening to audio book versions of webtonsi need to go. i need to leaqve now bye

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abyssonance · 8 months

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I need to find that "i have gathered you all here today" meme with the dog or cat (i cant remember) looking in the mirror and its like four reflections at once for an important purpose

#out of mirrors;ooc #its for arts and a meme obviously

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cat-videos-kittens · 9 months

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Funny Cats 😹

Cats have captivated our hearts with their adorable antics and mysterious personalities for centuries. But beyond their graceful poise and enigmatic stares lies a hidden treasure trove of entertainment: funny cats! These furry comedians have taken over the internet, showcasing their mischievous and quirky behaviors in countless viral videos and memes. From clumsy falls to bizarre facial expressions, here's a delightful glimpse into the hilarious world of funny cats.

1. The Art of Cat Fails: Cats are notorious for their athleticism, but even the most graceful feline can have an occasional slip-up. The internet is flooded with videos of cats attempting gravity-defying leaps and jumps, only to land in the most awkward and amusing positions. Whether it's missing a high jump or misjudging a gap, these "cat fails" are sure to leave you in stitches.

2. Peculiar Sleeping Positions: Cats are renowned for their love of napping, and when it comes to snoozing, they have a flair for the unusual. You might find them snoozing with their legs splayed out, contorted into a "pretzel" shape, or even upside down. Their positions seem both uncomfortable and hilarious, yet they sleep soundly, indifferent to the laughter they elicit.

3. Mysterious Zoomies: If you've ever witnessed a cat suddenly dashing around the house like a rocket, you've experienced the phenomenon of "zoomies." Whether it's an energy burst or simply their way of expressing joy, these speedy sprints can leave onlookers puzzled and amused.

4. A Flair for Dramatics: Cats are natural drama queens, and they know how to make their displeasure known. From exaggerated meows to theatrical hisses, they have an unparalleled ability to communicate their emotions in the most over-the-top ways. And let's not forget their "play-dead" routine, where they convincingly pretend to be lifeless just to get our attention.

5. Inquisitive Expressions: The diverse range of facial expressions cats can make is an endless source of amusement. Whether it's a confused look when encountering a mirror or the classic wide-eyed expression when discovering a new object, their curiosity often leads to priceless reactions that brighten up anyone's day.

6. Unconventional Playmates: Cats have a tendency to befriend the most unexpected companions. Whether it's a dog, a bird, a turtle, or even a stuffed toy, the sight of a cat cuddling or playing with its unlikely buddy never fails to elicit laughter and awe.

7. Acrobatic Escapades: Cats are known for their agility, and they sometimes show off their acrobatic skills in the most unexpected ways. From scaling walls like Spider-Man to acrobatically leaping between furniture, their acrobatic escapades will leave you marveling at their physical prowess.

8. Surprise Attacks: If you have a cat, you might be familiar with the "attack mode" they suddenly switch into while playing. Their stealthy approach and sudden pounce can startle anyone, and the sight of a fluffy furball on the prowl is both adorable and amusing.

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not-bcring · 1 year

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⌛ //gundham and kaz :)

- ✩ 「 @from-across-the-stars 」 ✩

✩ 「 Meme 」 ✩

「 ☆ 」 Kaz wakes up the same way he always does. Alone after a pitiful night of attempted sleep, having spent it tossing and turning in an unfamiliar bed. Despite being exhausted from unpacking ( Hope’s Peak had allowed students to arrive a day early to get settled before class started and Kaz had snatched the opportunity, eager to get out of his house ) , anxiety had mercilessly taken hold of his stomach, sinking its claws in deeply.

Grimacing as he brushes his teeth, mouth still lingers with the taste of bile from having thrown up in the middle of the night like a nervous dog. Replacing it with a heavy dose of mint toothpaste and mouthwash— he is NOT meeting his classmates with vomit breath —Kaz furiously splashes some water onto his face. Shakily exhaling as he wipes it with a towel, he spares one more lingering look at his reflection… Growling, he throws his dampened towel at the nervous-looking man in the mirror. Fuck it. There’s nothing he can do about that aside from pray the trembling in his shoulders ceases by the time he makes it to the classroom.

Grabbing his backpack and rushing out the door, Kazuichi doesn’t even think to grab a snack from stash he’d taken from home, after his dad had insisted under threat of being insulted if Kaz refused. So accustomed to skipping breakfast in the interest of prolonging food, the ache in his stomach fades into a familiar numbness with little effort. Although it doesn’t help the shakiness in his hands— Kaz quickly grabbing the straps of his bag in a death-grip to hide this —nor does it aid his mind in unscrambling itself. Nerves making his skin feel itchy, Kaz rushes down the hallways of various buildings, taking several wrong turns along the way. Anxiety spiking with each room he passes, he finally teaches the right one after what feels like a lifetime of frantic wandering.

Thankfully, he’s not late. But there are several students already scattered around inside, the air filled with an overwhelming amount of excited talking. Lingering outside the closed door, Kaz peeks through the window, breathing more labored than it should be even with all the running around he’d done. Looking at all the people within, Kaz somehow feels out of place. As if that could be possible with such strange students. Yet it hits him like a punch to the already-churning gut. A chill running through his blood as he wonders, yet again, what he’s even DOING here.

He doesn’t belong here… He shouldn’t be here. He knows it and soon everyone in there will too. They’re gonna look at him, with his cheap jumpsuit and his dumb hair ( hands anxiously pull down his beanie, trying to hide the messily-cut locks ) and his weird teeth and his stupid mundane talent— Without realizing it, Kaz begins to slowly back away from the door. It starts as only a few steps, hesitant to run from the best opportunity life has seen fit to throw his way. A promise for a better future practically placed in his hands. All he needs to do for it to be a reality is grab onto it.

And not screw it up.

Kaz turns and starts to run away before that can happen—

But he doesn’t get far before he bumps into an unexpected obstacle. Barely able to make it a few steps, Kaz grunts as he slams into something face-first, stumbling backward from the unexpected force. ❝ What the fu— ❞ Kazuichi begins, words fading as he shakes his head to return to reality. Repositioning his falling beanie, wide-eyes slowly trail upward to study what he ran into… Oh shit. Met with one of the scariest looking dudes Kaz has come across— which is saying something —he quickly staggers back a few more feet, his back bumping into the classroom door he had been trying to avoid. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Kaz does the first and only thing that comes to mind.

He snaps at the threat to try and make himself seem like more of one. Foolish as someone might have to be to think the smaller man has ANY chance against the looming stranger, it’s the only defense Kazuichi has while his exit is blocked. ❝ H-Hey! Watch where you’re goin’, dumbass! ❞ Kaz barks with a cracking voice, despite him having been the one to bump into the other man. Bristling like a cornered animal, back tellingly pressed against the door, Kazuichi wonders if the intimidating man can sense how rapidly the mechanic’s heart is beating…

He seems like the type. 「 ☆ 」

#(( :3c ))#(( tfw you're going to meet your new classmates and run into a Goth Brick Wall of a Man ))#not-bcring #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’ꜱ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴅᴏ... ❞ ¦ 「 Kazuichi IC 」#⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜰᴀᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴇꜱᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ; ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴘʀᴇ-ᴇꜱᴛᴀʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ ❞ ◌ ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇᴠ. ᴀᴜ ¦ 「 Kazuichi 」#⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅᴇʀ ❞ ¦ 「 Gundham 」#from-across-the-stars #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴏʙᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ꜰʀᴀɢᴍᴇɴᴛ ❞ ¦ 「 Answer 」#⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴɢ; ʙɪɴɢ ʙᴏɴɢ: ᴀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ! ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」#♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʀɪᴠᴀʟʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Kazuichi and Gundham 」

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sanctificetur · 2 years

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eponine decides to walk in the woods with her wolf nymeria. she needed exercise, and so did nymeria. she bring nymeria as a companion / guide dog as well as guardian. so she doesn’t wander lost. eponine remembers she tried to walk in a store once with nym, yet! the customers were wary of this direwolf ; as they think its eyes represent attack (inanimate dog bobbleheads in stark’s stock ++ toy store in parramatta -- the one where eponine got squishy}. wearing her pink fluffy slippers though, as they live near in the house of goosewing, in the daytime. otherwise, at night, she uses lantern. she wears clothes that drag a little to the ground, so she needs to be careful to walk slowly yet steadily. she wonders why some trees look like they bleeding blood ; she doesn’t know cass secretly climbs trees ; and in doing so, he wrecks his hands ; she is scared about the stories of a shadow siren living in forest. yet nym makes her a bit more brave -- but also realistically, she needs to walk nym & herself for exercise. forest has all these candle flowers, like lemongrass and pear and blossom and light dark pink raspberry? one flower is encased in light transparent candle case - with a golden butterfly landing on it. another flower is tiny -- white petals with yellow centre, which is less enticing view for eponine of her thinking of malevolence. eponine finds cat walking by river seine and they go flower picking as well as chatting calmly at their own time and pace, meme prompt here, with wolfish elements.

RIVER SEINE : “not one castle but two, mirror images linked by san francisco bridge. an endless susurrus, like the growl of some great beast. half again as wide as it had been last year. there is no way we will ford this, nor swim across, and it could be a moon’s turn before the waters fall again. channels had been cut from the banks, to form moats that made each twin an island. the boiling rains -- which most people remember river seine as they only rowed across it this year -- (rose-scented view) had turned them to shallow lakes.” : top of lighthouse ; white - reminds me of a person sitting alone, knees drawn up in distrust but also looking wistfully across the river obscured in fire and ash to the bigger picture city. yet the city of sharp points is not as dreamy as it seems, in its calling itself ‘saint’. there is a much fainter outline next to this, of the part void part stars ; which just means people should be treated as people, not just a saint city. ash resembles the city is not perfect, crumbling debris of fading either good or bad thing -- but just means everyone has their ways of coping, and is trying to deal with unprocessed repression of the self during their universal living, yet also try to communicate within that -- as city banding together. isaac mendez -- fugitive futurist painter vs the world. but also him and simone -- he needing to get outside on rooftop for fresh air and simone talks to him. the 100 resilient cities thing -- a person’s autonomy represents the city. isaac + peter. two sides of the same coin.

ZOOM CALL : Lana -- magaprima / starkmatriarch. florence welch.

REFER : cassian bio. ch. 6 p. 177 les miserable manga - luxembourg gardens. splashes of colour with the candle colour/smell.

CONNECT.

Cersei Lannister - Saoirse Ronan. (pronunciation: seer-sha, ser-sha, ser-see). wears fur coat.

OTHER MEMORIES / USUAL ACTIVITES AT GOOSEWING. eponine and cass sitting on sofa, watching or reading or just staying with each other, with warm blanket draped over them ++

Cass hanging out with his army buddies in the forest. The door represents brown bark of a tree ; the decoration is the leaves.

gazebo / wedding

#plots.#writing.

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