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asfodeltide · 1 year
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hi mor may i request miss chidori yoshino
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welpuu · 3 months
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yknow i think about this sometimes but is yerim a leftie or like ambidextrous? in the webtoon she holds her spear with her left hand a lot and a lot of hand gestures she does she uses her left hand to do them too (like waving, reaching out and like controlling her powers) but maybe im tripping
(below is just a few images of yerim lefty-ing and being cool)
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like this (tbf she's using her right hand for the ice here so not the best example but still)
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and these (she left handed the whole fight with noah and her left arm got injured too)
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and most of this arc too (i have more pictures but i forgot tumblr has a 10 image limit 😒)
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sillies
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here she grabbed yoojin with her left hand
uhh and thats all im bothering to find... live laugh love bak yerim ok bye
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thatsgoodeatin · 1 year
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Oh my GOD what happened to my friend!? Pred with suspiciously friend-shaped bulge in their stomach: N-no idea! I don't have a-any clue where your very delicious friend went! Nuh-uh! They're definitely not sleeping in my stomach! Nope! No siree!
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anxiouslittleweirdkid · 5 months
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Our Neverland🦇
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Warning: References to neglect, and burn injuries
Chapter 2- Getting to know you
Never in all her years of living had Lucy ever thought she’d become a mother of eight. But now, with her taking in six vampires, she had to believe it.
She watched as they tried to make themselves comfortable anyway they could. After all, half of the house had been destroyed, and they were left with quite a few injuries. The poor things.
As Lucy wandered around the house and kitchen looking for something to feed them, she started to think what their relationship with Max was truly like. They lived in a cave? That wasn’t right at all! Max had a huge house, and plenty of room! And did they have enough food? She certainly hoped so.
She peered into the fridge, finding only her father’s private shelf, and an expired tin of sardines. Surely Grandpa Emerson wouldn’t mind if they had a tiny bit of his snack stash?
While she was debating this, Michael was interrogating the bikers. It was a back-and-forth argument, mainly between David and the brunette human. Star and Laddie were sitting a little further away, watching as it went down. Marko wasn’t even paying attention. He was too distracted by all the taxidermy, and shuddered, despite being a creature of the night.
“So… Max was your dad?” Michael asked. “Sire. Not even that. Practically only came to us when he needed some errands.” David replied.
“Did he let you stay in his house?” “Nope.” “Take you out at all?” “Nuh-uh.” “What about get you clothes?” “Negative.”
Michael didn’t realise just how neglected the Lost Boys really were. He didn’t think when he joined them all those weeks ago. Too distracted and overwhelmed with all the craziness around him.
At that moment, Lucy poked her head round the door. “I can’t find any… blood… but there’s some double-stuff Oreo’s?” She offered.
As soon as he heard that, Paul bolted into the kitchen. He was starving, and had by-far the worst injures of them all. His poor skin was covered in Holy Water burns. He stuffed his face with Oreo’s, trying to gain as much strength as possible to heal. The others joined him quickly, and scarfed down the small cookies too. Lucy was rather taken aback by this feeding frenzy.
Later on, the boys were resting in the basement, while Star and Laddie slept in a couple of spare bedrooms.
Just as Michael was making his way to his own room to sleep, he heard something coming from one of those spare rooms. It sounded like Dwayne’s voice, but… softer… more gentle… He crept over to investigate.
Michael watched from the doorway. He had never seen such tenderness before. Least of all from any of the Lost Boys.
“Little Laddie, don’t be scared
When you fall, you know I’m there
I will wipe away your tears
And keep you safe from any fears”
Dwayne sang softly as he pulled the duvet over Laddie’s sleeping form.
‘Odd… but sweet… maybe they aren’t so bad after all…’ the brunette human thought. Perhaps he really should get to know them better…
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Hey guys… I’m sorry I didn’t get this out sooner! I feel like trash about it, but here it is! I’ve just been so busy with my assignments and starting a new job, asking other things that I don’t wish to get into, but I hope you enjoy it!
@misslavenderlady
@ria-coolgirl
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annabelle--cane · 1 year
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I have no insomnia at all nuh uh nope no siree not a single molecule of insomnia in my body I have a 100% completely normal time getting to and remaining asleep. why do my insides feel like a brittle saltine.
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duskkodesh · 8 months
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I think my hottest take on all of vampire fiction is that the whole sire-childer control thing should be absolute bullshit. Like when a normal human couple has a kid thinking it will just be a clone of one of them and they get a mini-me out of the deal. Nope. Nuh-uh. Not how it works, Vlad. You just gave someone teeth and claws and they are pisssssed because they can't have poutine anymore.
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whotftookthemfglitch · 8 months
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bashful bear
im totally normal and not batshit crazy over him nope nuh uh no siree not like me at all
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prismadog · 2 years
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heeeyyyy duuuuudes! who wants to read an angsty fic? I got one of four chapters ready to go. this time, it's a Double Life Divorced Duo fic and lemme tell ya, it was hell on the heart to write.
here's the ao3 link -> I Can't Decide: Scott
and if you don't want to read it on ao3, then here's the same fic below the line!
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I Can't Decide: Scott
Sleep was, to put it simply, just not going to happen tonight.
Again.
For who knows how many nights in a row now.
He’s just lying here, awake and tired, glaring at the dark ceiling above him and wishing for the sweet sweet bliss of unconsciousness. He just wants to be gone, to be alone with just himself and nobody else.
He wants to sleep.
But he can’t.
And it’s all because of this stupid connection with his so-called ‘soulmate’, this stupid bond the Gods gave him.
If it weren’t for this connection, he’d be able to sleep peacefully without any trouble whatsoever. He’d be able to escape this hell for a little while. But nooo, the game just had to pair him with her, a dirty cheater who abandoned him for some blond jerk.
To say he is bitter is an understatement.
Scott is downright pissed.
There’s not enough words in the dictionary to describe how pissed off he is.
How come everyone else gets the perfect match and he gets someone who cheats on him? How come everyone else is happy while he has to lie here and be miserable? How come he gets stuck with someone who doesn’t give two shits about their bond?
That’s not true, a voice whispers in his mind, I do care, I care so much it hurts.
If he were to listen closely, he would almost be able to imagine that it’s Pearl’s voice speaking to him. If he were to listen closely, he’d be able to imagine the words rough, broken, cracking, as if she’s been silent for far too long.
But he doesn’t listen closely, he pushes the thought away and rolls over to glare at the wall.
There’s no voices in his head, there’s no one talking to him, and if there were, it would be a liar.
Pearl doesn’t care about him. She doesn’t care about their bond. 
If she cared, even a little bit, she wouldn’t have gone to the Nether with Martyn. If she cared, she would’ve looked for him from the start. If she cared, even one iota that he does, they could have been happy. They could’ve been together like all the others.
Why won’t you listen to me? the voice asks, quiet and broken.
What’s there to listen to? There’s no voice. There’s no one here but himself, alone, completely and utterly alone.
There’s certainly no bond tying him to another. Nope, nuh-uh, absolutely not, no siree bob. It’s just him and him alone.
Please, Scott, the voice begs. It wants to be heard. It needs to be heard.
There’s no way that lying here, he can feel Pearl’s every emotion. The sadness dragging her down, the frustration of being turned away, the way her heart has shattered in her hands. He doesn’t feel the loneliness eating away at her soul, nor does he feel the utter despair that drowns her where she stands.
He doesn’t feel any of this.
Or so he tries to tell himself.
The truth of the matter is, the truth is…he can feel it. He can feel. every. emotion - she’s like a sailor lost at sea and her emotions are a storm trying to drag her into the ocean’s depths.
He can feel this and he hates it. He hates being able to feel more than just himself. If it was just the pain or the hunger, he could live with it, he could ignore it. But this? All this raw emotion that doesn’t belong to him?
That. he cannot ignore.
If there was a way to break the bond, he would.
No! The voice cries, you can’t want that!
He can, and he does.
He wants that more than anything.
No, you don’t, the voice pleads.
“I do,” he growls to the darkness, to the empty room. “There’s nothing I’d want more than to break this bond.”
He can almost hear the shuddering, breathy sob in his ears when he says those words. He can feel a pang in his chest, so sharp and so piercing that it steals his breath. 
Anger bubbles in his chest in retaliation to the pain, trying to drown it out. 
Why? Why did it have to be like this? Why can’t they be happy together like everyone else? Why can’t they just be together and love each other?
He hates this.
Hates, hates, hates, HATES this.
He hates this with every fibre of his being.
He wants Pearl at his side. He wants his soulmate to be near him. He wants to be happy with her. He wants to share his home with her. He wants to love and to be loved in return. 
Maybe we can start over? the voice whispers, quiet and soft and somber in tone. But it’s also hopeful, just a little spark that flickers in both her chest and his own. It’s weak but still, it tries to counter the pain they share and combat the darkness inside of him.
“We can’t,” he says aloud. “There’s no ‘starting over’, Pearl.”
But there can be.
“No there can’t.”
The damage is done, it’s been set in stone. There is no going back, there is no starting over, there is no passing go and collecting 200 dollars. It’s over, and there is nothing they can do but live with the choices they made.
Scott, please, the voice begs, just one more chance. That tiny spark of hope is dying as quickly as it appeared.
“Shut up!” he cries out, pressing his hands over his ears in a futile attempt to block out the voice. He’s tired of the voice, of everything. “Just shut up and leave me alone!”
Scott…
“Shut up shut up shut up shut up!” It’s a mantra, a spell or a curse, to drown out the voice that plagues his waking nightmares. He wants it gone, he wants it to dissolve into nothingness.
Why can’t he be alone with his thoughts?
There’s a knock at his door, a solid rapping at his door. “Scott?” another voice, one not in his head, calls from outside.
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meltedsnowcone · 6 months
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totally didn’t forget my password no siree nuh uh nope absolutely not
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who-is-abnormal · 1 year
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Stuck in a glue trap?????
WHat?? Me??? Nope. Nuh uh. Not here siree. Not me. Never. I am a glue-free kinda guy
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aparticularbandit · 2 years
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me, continuing to refuse to tag finding family as wanda x america because technically yes but actually no because wendy's wanda but she isn't and when people read that tag they will think earth-616 wanda and big no that is not the ugh no. absolutely not big no big no nope nuh-uh no siree bob no.
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butwhatifidothis · 3 years
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So wait if one of the biggest Edelstan arguments is that without Byleth Edelgard becomes a heartless and cruel ruler, why is Captains version of SS Edelgard exactly the same as her current and upcoming CF self where she is tragic and compassionate and nice to even Rhea?? Like the biggest argument for CF is that Byleth changes Edelgard for the better but there is no indication of that in the fic from the visions Edelgard has from herself in SS??
Because, apparently, it's not SS Edelgard in those visions? The chapter I just finished (26) clarified that it's actually this current Edelgard that's seeing through the eyes of SS Edelgard - but then they're not really visions then?? Because she can move around and say shit as pre ts Edelgard through the body and mouth of SS Edelgard?? Ngl it's lowkey kinda confusing, like I understand what's happening (ish) but like... how.
Like, this is what fucks me about this fic the most kinda?? Like Woobiegard is ass and everyone else is shitty, but like, is this supposed to be "canon compliant" or not? Because it was pretty much that for 20 chapters (Edelgard feeling the Divine Pulse a few times is playin' a lil' fast and loose, but the developers themselves had wanted to do something similar so it was fine pretty much. Manageable at the very least), but then we're hit with her having "visions" of the future that hit at just the right moment and in just the right way for her to never really be that inconvenienced, and now she can move around and talk and shit? Like, now we're for sure that is what is actually happening?
In a fic that was out the gate upfront "yeah no I'm getting straight fucky with some shit cuz I feel like it," this wouldn't be an issue (if it were explained and built up better). But like. Up to Chapter 20? It's like. 70k+ words of shit that is "canon compliant" (if we account for how often this fic is wrong about canon more than intentionally not following it). And it's not even like Edelgard seeing these "visions" is even gonna do anything - cut them out the story and pretty much nothing changes. Oh no, we won't know that Edelgard is scared of losing Byleth (since that hasn't been drilled into the reader's skull enough), we won't know that Byleth will totally revert back to the inhuman Ashen Demon without Edelgard (because the """subtle hints""" couldn't tell us that already), we wouldn't know that Sylvain and Ingrid become like animals if allowed to follow their totally completely destructive lifestyles that don't have Edelgard guiding their poor lost souls to salvation (cuz fuck getting mad at your CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND'S M U R D E R E R I GUESS). How will we as readers possibly understand how sad and lonely Woobiegard is without these "visions" to spoon feed us like we're fuckin' infants? Me dum me need small words!!
Like, even the "vision" of Rhea was unnecessary, since the guy already had Edelgard (go completely against her character and) empathize with Rhea in the present time. None of this shit is needed! Why's it here! Because it's not like Edelgard is the one that can change it, it's Byleth. And it's not like they're preventing her from doing certain shit in canon, because Remire happens after these "visions" start happening, which you'd think might have been given a second thought if you have such deep fears of an alternate reality where your close friends leave you - maybe they left cuz you let innocents be mutated and tortured? Just a thought!!
I fuckin' hate these "visions"!! They literally make no sense and add exactly 0 shit into the story
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victoryincarnate · 3 years
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Rereading one of my ... Less well known fics from months ago (if you know the fic u know which fic) and omg what was I going through? I'm blaming lockdown for this one. I'm so glad I took it down omg I can't read it without cringing. We officially Do Not Talk about this one. I do not percieve it. Nope nuh uh no siree. It's so much wtf
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idabbleincrazy · 3 years
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What do You Mean This is Classic Rock? ~ A 1k Follower Celebration Challenge
I can’t believe I’ve reached this amazing milestone in just under 3 years of maintaining this blog! I honestly never expected to gain more than a couple dozen followers, let alone a thousand of you lovely people. This challenge is one I’ve been planning for a while now and one I hope will provide plenty of inspiration to all my fellow writers.  My local Classic Rock station has been playing more and more unexpected songs over the past couple years, many that make me feel old knowing they are now considered ‘classic’. So, I’ve compiled a list of songs that are apparently Classic Rock songs in that they are at least 15yrs old, and some of the things I’ve said in response to hearing them playing on the radio. The list contains a mix of songs from 1990-2006 so many of them should be familiar and may surprise you to find that they are now of Classic Rock age. 
Deadline: March 31st, 2021
Rules/Details:
Must be following me (this is a follower celebration, afterall)
Fandoms you can write for: SPN, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel: the Series, Lucifer(Netflix), iZombie, Farscape, The Magicians, and The Order, or anything Rich or Rob related.
Below you will find a list of song titles, and a list of exclamations I have actually made in reaction to said songs showing up on my area’s Classic Rock stations. You may choose one or the other, or combine a song with a quote
Send in an ask with the #(s) of your prompt, and a back up in case it’s been taken, and which fandom you plan to write for.
One person per song prompt, but quotes can be claimed without limit as there are fewer.
If over 500 words, please use the Keep Reading tab, or an ao3 link so that I’m not filling peoples dashes.
Use appropriate ratings and warnings. Smut is awesome, but please let me know what I’m getting into.
I do prefer canon-verse, but if AU’s are more your writing style, that’s perfectly fine.
When posting, be sure to @ me and use #1kClassicRockChallenge in the first 5 tags. If I don’t get around to your fic after 24hrs, dm me to make sure tumblr didn’t pull a stupid.
Feel free to include this in other challenges or in bingo’s if applicable!
Things I won’t read:
Lucifer(SPN), Nick, Saileen (i just don’t ship it), Incest, Underage smut (this includes Jack Kline), Dan/Ella, Dan/Michael, RPF (meta versions, i.e. KoC/The French Mistake ok), Watersports/scat, graphic rape/non-con (mild non-con, dub-con are ok), vore, daddy kink (Sire/Childe dynamics do not fall under this category).
Prompts under the cut.
Prompts:
Songs:
Friday, I’m in Love - The Cure
Epic - Faith No More
Girl All the Bad Guys Want - Bowling For Soup @there-must-be-a-lock
1985 - Bowling For Soup @idreamofplaid
Song 2 - Blur
My Own Worst Enemy - Lit @thewhiterabbit42
Teenage Dirtbag - Wheatus
The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
Beverly Hills - Weezer @mir567
Undone (The Sweater Song) - Weezer
Buddy Holly - Weezer
Loser - Beck @archangelgabriellives
Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Zombie - The Cranberries 
Mmm mmm mmm mmm - Crash Test Dummies
The Anthem - Good Charlotte @zombitch-cas
In Too Deep - Sum 41
One Week - Barenaked Ladies
I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco
Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve
My Hero - Foo Fighters
Tubthumping - Chumbawamba
Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet @calaofnoldor
She Hates Me - Puddle of Mudd @prose-for-hire
American Idiot - Green Day
Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down - Fallout Boy
Self-Esteem - The Offspring
Headstrong - Trapt
Rest for the Wicked - Cage the Elephant
Sk8er Boi - Avril Lavigne
You - Candlebox
What’s Going On - 4 Non-Blondes
Things i’ve yelled at the radio:
Oh, fuck off!
Nope, I refuse to call this classic rock
I’m not old enough for this to be classic rock, goddammit!
Look, you wanna tell me that Green Day is classic rock, fine, I can accept that. I can even see Nirvana, maybe, hell, I can even stretch to accept Weezer...but Sum 41?!? No! Fuck off!
Way to make me feel old…
Oh, come on!
No. Nope, no, nuh-uh.
That song’s over 15 years old already???
What the ever-loving fuck!!
Are you fucking kidding me?!?
Oh my god, kill me now. 
Avril?!?!?!?!?!?
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khyrrn-v2 · 2 years
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Bitches tryna tell me Kakashi Hatake graduated at 5 years old? A literal toddler could beat up people twice his age? You’re telling me he was 4 when he found his father dead?
I’m calling bullshit. I understand this is fantasy, but you gotta explain why it works. This kid shouldn’t even know how to count to 100, let alone how to control a spiritual force most kids learn about when they’re 7? A child can’t comprehend that shit. I’m already having trouble understanding the plausibility of a twelve year old stealing a heavily guarded scroll from ninja 2000x his experience and 2-10x his age.
Next, you’re telling me a 13-year-old overpowered his parents, who he had emotional ties to and who could kill him without a second thought? Then you tell me “No! His parents let him kill them!” to which I say “What in the everloving fuck? What goes through your mind when you decide it’s a good idea to let your fucking child kill you?”
And you’re telling me he joined a cult as an undercover operation? That he looked at the people that put killing his family on the table and said “yeah I’ll join a cult.” Of course, that makes perfect sense. Never mind the fact that these people approached a 13-year-old with this idea. Never mind the fact that they very likely wanted him to kill children younger than him.
Nope. Nope nope nope no nada no no siree uh-uh nay nix mm-mm nuh-uh.
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synchlora · 2 years
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Anti honesty hour, thoughts on critters?
critters r Bad and Yucky and i am definitely not one nope nuh uh no siree!
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