#they’re animals guys!! please stop forgetting that

[raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka]

My Thoughts on Ep.06 - We Take a Zebra to Vegas, A rant (SPOILERS AHEAD!)

Actual Iris-messaging on screen! Good way to start the episode.

Yes, toss the drachma, SEAWEED BRAIN!

If you want the gods’ attention, you have to pay for it. Eh, not surprised since it’s kinda how children have to do to get their parents’ attention these days.

Wtf is Luke Castellan doing in Chiron’s office?

We know who stole the bolt. (Book-readers, we know who stole the bolt!)

*Calm expression* How do you know? and not *gasp* Really? Who is it? Very sus. 🤔

I do have a love-hate relationship with Clarisse La Rue as a character, but accusing her as the lightning thief? OH, HELL NO!

This convo:

Luke: Guys, what is this?

Percy and Annabeth: What?

Luke: When did you turn into an old married couple?

Percy and Annabeth:

Everyone in the fandom:

Luke channeling his big brother energy by teasing Annabeth, his little sister, to a boy her age. Annabeth’s going through that older-sibling-embarrassing-you-in-front-of-your-crush stage. It’s just typical sibling stuff.

Annabeth, externally: *pokerface*; Annabeth, internally: STOP EMBARRASSING ME!

Confirmed: Luke ships Percabeth. 🥰

Percy changing the subject because he’s also embarrassed.

Annabeth cuts off the connection before Percy can mention Hermes and tells him Luke and his dad aren’t on good terms.

Grover just figured out that the truck is driven by animal traffickers and insists that they free the animals is absolute peak characterization.

They’re like artists. Proceeds to release the animals in the middle of traffic.

How that convo basically went:

Percy: Idk about this, man.

Grover: Oh, they’ll be fine. I gave them the satyr’s blessing so they’ll be able to reach the wilderness safely.

Percy: Dude, I meant for these people.

Grover: Oh, uh, it’s fine. These people destroyed nature so idgaf about them. But the animals are fine, so let’s go!

Percy: So, which hotel is the Lotus Casino? It could be any building-

Annabeth: Duh! Obviously, it’s the one with the giant lotus blossom on it.

Percy: Seriously?

3 minors walking into a Casino hotel. Totally normal and not suspicious at all.

Dua Lipa’s Levitating instead of Lady Gaga’s Pokerface. I ain’t even mad.

WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! HE CALLED HER WISE GIRL! 😍🥰

Of course, Annabeth insists Percy goes with her. Percabeth! 😍

Annabeth tells Percy about May Castellan, Luke’s Mom. It’s kinda early to know about this, but I’m not complaining. It just justifies Luke’s resentment of Hermes in the show.

Grover: *finds Augustus, a fellow Satyr* *Forgets everything*

Please tell me someone else heard some kid calling out BIANCA in the background. It's not just me, right? Please tell me it's the di Angelo siblings in the Lotus Casino. UNCLE RICK, WE NEED ANSWERS!

Percy explaining his nightmares and asks if they are real.

How that convo went:

Annabeth: Hmm, idk

Percy: How do you not know?

Annabeth: I may be smart but there are things I don’t know.

Percy: Wtf does that make me then?

Hermes/Alexander Hamilton not throwing away his shot. How does a bastard, son of a god and a Pleiad. Grow up to be a master trickster, according to Homer’s Illiad…

In Vegas you can be a new man...apparently, not.

Hermes: I’m not doing this again. You’re on your own, kids. Bye!

Annabeth: We’re friends of Luke’s.

Hermes: *surprise pikachu face* Damn it, let’s talk.

Hermes being an epitome of another crappy absent godly parent. Not surprised.

Annabeth doing what probably Luke taught her to do:

Annabeth: So I stole Hermes’ keys.

Percy: You what?

Annabeth: I turned invisible and picked his pocket.

Percy: You stole from the god of thieves?

Annabeth: Yes, I’m multi-talented. Lol

Percy: *lowkey falls in love*

The lotus fruit being pumped into the air is something new.

Percy: Grover got really old. 🤣

Percy and Annabeth chases Augustus around while Grover’s playing VR games.

Grover forgetting things because he was alone, while Percy and Annabeth remember because they have each other. PERCABETH!

Grover acting all carefree like a dentist just sedated him with nitrous oxide, while Percy and Annabeth are frantically looking for Hermes’ car will never be not funny.

TO THE DUMB KIDS. Yep, that note is for you.

Percy: So, who’s driving?

Percy and Annabeth turning to Grover because he’s the adult.

Grover: *still high* Idk man. Idk what we're even doing here.

Percy: Ok, I’ll do it. How hard can it be. If I killed the Minotaur, I can drive a cab.

Percy: How hard could this be? Proceeds to hit the car on several columns.

Percy getting angry because another car didn’t slow down and nearly hit them, then slamming the horn. Bruh, you’re inner New Yorker is showing and I’m here for it.

This scene: 😍😍😍

Me, watching this scene:

Percy and Annabeth smiling at each other then realizing the car’s scraping the wall. This shit cracked me up.

The truck nearly hitting them gave me a mini-heart attack. Good thing they’re in Hermes’ cab.

Percy half-nervous and half-excited to finally meet his Dad only to find a Nereid instead, giving him 4 teleportation pearls as a gift.

The title implying they took a Zebra to Vegas but we see no zebra? Come on! Anyway, that was a good episode. Can't wait for the Percy vs Ares showdown next week.

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[ladythornofrivia]

wounded echo

Wounds and words cannot heal on their own. With the reader’s last hope of dimmed light painfully shattered by those who hurt and forsaken her, who knew her weakest moments, yet did nothing but just watch. With a wounded echo, Shinichiro can hear and see her through the silent prayers, of wanting to be taken away from the her mercy—the imprisonment of cruel family.

Pair: Shinichiro x Reader

Warning: mentions of depression and anxiety. Mentions of self-harm and self-hatred. Minors DO NOT interact.

Author’s Note: Hi. Thanks for waiting on me to write a new fic. It’s been a while.

Parts: 5 chapters

(Please report if anyone decides to steal/plagiarize my work and notify me. Thank you.)

Please listen to this song while reading this series. I'll be posting this link every time I made a new upload.

Chapter I: Upon The Surface

Next Chapter

Someone,

Please take me away from here. Save me. Someone please save me.

Is what you often said every night before you go to sleep. Tears dried, eyelids ached and swollen. Your lips trembled in the shadows of fear and confusion. You had nowhere to go, you have no power left for a capacity of defending yourself against those who have wronged you, over and over and over again.

You are tired, yet restless. You didn’t give up just yet. You dreamed—dreamt of a different life. In your eyes, and in the soul of your mind, you dreamt of parting yourself from the familiar crowd without a departed farewell.

In the life under the deep, dark ocean, you are trapped, yearning for a second chance of adventure and happiness. Your life has surrounded with coldness and dreary state. You loved your life now and then, but as of late, in this dreary hour became drearier.

You rarely spoke to your family. Not a single inch of your mouth protruded the sound of laughter and antics. Your lidded eyes casted down, empty and dull. Though your family didn’t notice this, except they assumed that you’re furious on most occasions.

Deep down, your troubles within the sea, as a mermaid, you felt something was missing in your life.

Your sisters are the golden children of the five children. The rest were neglected, but not as forgettable and ignorable as your situation.

Everyone was laughing, forgetting one thing. Your birthday. Your plans were to get away from them, but from the looks of it, you’ve been forced into a gathering. Not a single merfolk ever mention your birthday.

Everyone kept praising your two golden children—sisters’s accomplishments. Saving the other merfolk from debt and ruination, saving the sea animals trapped underneath the shipwrecks and boulders. They’re the new heroes of the new century. When it was actually you who saw the conflict and took action first.

All you could do is stay silent.

“With your heroic acts, I can bend the rules of you two going up to the surface at the age of 20 instead of 21,” your father announced.

Your hands slammed against the table.

“I was supposed to go! It’s my birthday today!”

“No it isn’t,” your mother said. “Stop banging your hands on the table. They’re delicate.”

“Today IS my birthday,” you insisted. “Besides, you can’t just change the laws all of a sudden. Merfolk has to go up on the surface when they’re 21, not 20.”

“What the hell is your point,” your mom seethed.

Your hands clenched into fists. “My point is, today is my birthday today. I’m 21 years old already.”

“Not with your father’s rule change. I’m afraid you’re still going to stay down here for another years.”

Your breath couldn’t hold anymore.

“You guys never cared about me,” you said, voice shaking. “Or what I want. Or the fact it’s my birthday today.”

One of your sisters scoffed. “Since it’s your “birthday”, we are celebrating.”

“We’re celebrating your accomplishments, the accomplishments that I noticed first!”

“Watch your tone, (y/n),” your father said with an accusing finger pointing towards you. “You should just be quiet and eat the food your sisters prepared. The food’s delicious and that it shows that their skills are far better off without you.”

“Your existence is only nothing but a hinderance,” another sister stated with a smirk, one that you notice that everyone disregards.

“Ugly, too.”

“And your sisters are going to get married. Their mermen are eligible and mature. Your sisters made great accomplishments these years.”

“Yes, all because of me,” you snapped.

“Aren’t you a selfish dictator today?” your sister said.

“I told you to watch your tone,” your mother said.

“What are you talking about,” your sister said with an innocent tone. “We did everything without your help.”

“Did you really wanted to get your spotlight back,” another sister accused, putting the narrative in your mouth when you haven’t said a word yet.

“Well—”

“I knew it. You’re just a despicable girl.”

Your fists clenched harder.

“Get that girl out of my sight, she ruined everyone’s celebration,” your father said.

The guilt overtook you. “I’m sorry.”

Your father flicked his hand in a dismissal wave. “Go, I can’t even look at your disgusting face. If you are human, I’d kill you on the spot for crossing us. You’re weak—you’re not an underdog, you’re just useless damsel to this household. If anything, find a proper assistance or get a merman to calm your outrageous accusations. Your mother gave birth to you, and this is how you repay her? You’re a disgrace to us all.”

The sisters did nothing but watched you leave, their snickering never faded, even after you left. All those years, you were left out.

Instead of a birthday song to serenate on your day, you ended up with an empty stomach and a heavy-burdened heart. As a mermaid, soul of whirlwind emotions are rare. You felt no shedded tears in your eyes, but your heart said, otherwise.

You feel used, you feel terrified and ugly—overshadowed by them. Whether you did something or not, nothing came good to you anymore. Devaluing your existence, your beautiful silver iridescent tail and your long raven-haired locks are rivaled with your sister’s blonde locks.

The clear night sky shone upon the ocean, without looking back, you went up to the surface, and caught a glimpse of fireworks, splashing colorful sparks across the starless skies. It was beautiful.

Going near across the shore, you heard a roaring noise, but it wasn’t produced from a human noise. Rather from the path on land. And so, you investigated it further. And all the roads are packed with men with long black coats, ridden in funny vehicles, hollering.

As exciting as it was, you followed them where they’re headed. And by the time you followed them, they stopped at the cliff of the road.

The men got down and all of them waited for the last man to dismount. All of their black coats have a name on their backs. Black Dragons.

The man who dismounted, was a funny looking one. His hairstyle was bizarre, but it was rather cute. He was shirtless, but wear an open coat. His face wore a smile as his shadow-colored eyes veered towards his companions with a smile.

“Come on, let’s celebrate—for our victory against the rival gang!”

All the men cheered.

“Brother, can we go get taiyaki,” a boy with a golden blond hair said to a tall man.

“You already have one, Mikey,” he said with a soft smile.

“But I’m hungry again,” Mikey replied.

The tall man chuckled, ruffling Mikey’s hair. “Alright, we’ll get one, since it’s your birthday today.”

“Thank you, Shinichiro!” Mikey lunged at Shinichiro with a hug. “You still stink and you suck at getting girls.”

“Aw now you just ruined the moment.”

Shinichiro.

Your lips parted. But your heart felt alive again. Your prayers aligned to your shimmering innocence.

Shinichiro.

It comes to a time where you have to make your own choice.

You’re going to get away from your family and live on a precious land.

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[we-were-so-beautiful]

3. taxi

oh man, this one FOUGHT me y'all. so much cutting and pasting. I am not even kidding when I say that everything that happens in this chapter was supposed to be part of the last one, and I gave up and cut that one off early because I was sick of trying to finish this part. and now this is my longest chapter yet. you know, out of all three of them. at 1.3k. lol. I am not, how do you say, fast. but I was hoping I'd be able to get a chapter written over christmas, and I'm really proud of myself for finishing it!

Content warnings for this chapter: box boy universe, pet whump, dehumanization, cage mention, rampant classism. As always, please tell me if there's anything else I need to tag.

[masterlist] [chapter two] [chapter four]

“Okay I know they’re supposed to be expensive but what can you possibly be charging this much money for.”

“Adoption fees are to offset the cost of room, board and medical care while at the facility,” the employee parrots, without so much as the decency to look ashamed. 

“He does not look like he has had literally any of those things while he’s been here. Or possibly in his entire life.”

“Ma’am, if you cannot afford the adoption fee, then you cannot adopt a Pet.”

“Oh, I can afford it,” Vanessa growls, handing over a very shiny credit card before her mouth can get her in enough trouble to stop the employee from taking it. She bites her lip until she tastes copper to keep from saying, I’d just rather put it towards something that isn’t blatantly and obviously going right back into Worldwide Rehabilitative Un-fucking-limited’s pockets despite the fact that this is supposed to be a goddamn government facility.

Harm reduction, she reminds herself. Paying extortionate fees to kill shelters is still harm reduction. It’s the unsavory truth, but it doesn’t make the blood in her mouth taste any sweeter.

“Sign here,” the woman says, handing her credit card back along with a digital pad and stylus, and Vanessa cracks her wrist before she takes them. It’s sore and snapping like a glowstick from the mountain of paperwork she’s already been made to sign since the employee unceremoniously hauled the man on the floor behind her down from his double-high-stacked wire crate. She can’t decide whether to consider it an obscenely large amount, or an obscenely little one for all that it represents.

She can’t think about it too hard. Can’t draw too much of her own attention to the fact that she’s really doing this, or she might just run screaming back out into the grey-tinted autumn afternoon, and then where would this guy be? 

She scribbles her name on the touchpad, and just like that… it’s done.

—

“Don’t forget your leash and collar,” the employee reminds her.

“I won’t be using those,” Vanessa says, with all the imperious rich-lady self-assurance she can fake.

“You will if you don’t want to be liable for civil and/or criminal penalties up to and including the permanent forfeiture of your right to Pet ownership,” the woman drones like she’s rattling it off from a handbook, and nobody has the right to own a person but even Vanessa knows better than to argue the system with someone who literally works for it.

She grinds her teeth as she takes the lengths of bulky blue nylon from the woman. She crouches beside the man, who’s bent himself into an odd kneeling fetal position on the cold tile floor. “Sorry,” she whispers as she slides the coarse material around his throat, feeling his pulse beat harsh and rapid underneath. She hopes she’s being quiet enough that the employee won’t hear her talking to him like a person—because he is a person, goddamnit—but she knows better than to trust her own volume. Best if she can get the fuck out of here with him now, before she makes a mistake.

She really doesn’t want to lead this dude crawling down the street like an animal. Doesn’t want to imagine what people will think. But she asks him, “Can you stand?”, and he makes a sound like a choking dog, and so much for both their dignity, she fucking guesses.

“Ugh, fine, whatever, just… come on.”

—

Fuck standing, the guy can barely support himself on all fours. His joints threaten to buckle at every step as Vanessa urges him out onto the chilly sidewalk. Coat of dirt aside, he’s got nothing on him but a pair of boxers as filthy as he is and that godawful blue collar, and when his bare skin meets the frigid pavement his body clenches so hard she can practically hear his teeth slam shut.

She looks at the unwashed man before her, shivering hard enough to rattle his bones in the cold October air. Looks at her thick brown coat. Ugh, she likes this coat, the lining is stitched in in all the right places to keep the texture of the shell from making her want to climb out of her own skin and no amount of dry cleaning in the world is going to convince her to put it on again once it touches… whatever the fuck is all goddamn over this guy. She sighs and shrugs it off.

Fuck fuck fuck it’s cold. She’s shivering herself in just plain blue jeans and her second favorite Cure t-shirt. But a million “if you’re cold, they’re cold!” memes flash through her mind and she grumbles aggrievedly and drapes the wool coat over his massive, gaunt frame. This dude has like a foot on her standing, she remembers when the lapels will barely pull around his shoulders. She’s gonna have to shake Austin down for clothes.

God, it feels beyond fucked up to have a person on a leash, and it doesn’t help that the cheap blue nylon feels plasticky in her hand and she hates the texture. She can’t imagine how much worse it must feel around the throat of the shuddering man before her. She’s taking the damn thing off him as soon as she gets him home, she’ll get him a better one if Roselle can’t find her a loophole and she absolutely fucking has to, but when the fifth or sixth cab passes her by without even slowing down she starts to wonder how the hell she’s going to get him home at all.

—

“You want to go to the corner,” the employee says boredly, not so much as looking up from her newspaper when Vanessa shoulders her way back through the door.

“You what?” Vanessa echoes.

“The corner. Better if you go another block or two, even. Cabs don’t stop in front of the shelter.”

Of course they don’t, Vanessa thinks. 

She hipchecks the door back open and returns to the stupid goddamn hitching post they so conveniently provide along the front wall of the shelter, where she’s awkwardly strung up the loop of the stupid blue leash. “Hey, uh, dude? I’m gonna go up the street a bit, okay, I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

He barely acknowledges that he’s heard her, curled back up under her coat in that same odd position with his forearms tucked into his chest. “...not that you would,” she adds dubiously, before power-walking away to the next block.

Vanessa hisses through her teeth in the bleak grey air and rubs at her goosebump-riddled arms, but true to the employee’s disaffected word it’s only a matter of minutes this time before a cab driver catches her wave and pulls over. “Thanks,” she says as she tumbles in. “I’m going back to the Heights. Need to pick someone up first, though. Just on the next block.”

The driver looks skeptical, but he rolls down the quiet street all the same—until he clocks the shelter just as Vanessa tells him to stop. “No. Nuh uh. No way. I don’t let Pets in my cab.”

“I’ll double your fare. Up front.”

The driver shakes his head, staring revulsed in the direction of the hitching post. “Not worth all that crud on my seats.” Oh. Great. He’s seen him.

“What if I cover the seats. Newspaper.”

The driver sizes her up with a calculating gaze, one elbow propped on the back of his seat, and somewhere in the middle of wanting to punch him for looking at her she finds herself wishing for once that she’d dressed… richer. Finally, he grouses, “Triple fare. And the meter’s runnin’ while ya cover ‘em.”

“Fine,” Vanessa spits, and sprints out with the door wide open before he has time to change his mind.

She barges into the shelter one last time, hopefully the last fucking time in her life if she has any say in it. Leaning over the counter, with a grin that’s probably a little too smug for her to be proud of, she snatches the newspaper directly out of the apathetic employee’s complicit hands.

-

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[icantbelieve-imadethis]

Game Night

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Author’s note: please be patient with me this is the first thing I’ve written in so long! Let me know if I should do a part two?

Warnings: slight cursing, lead up to something sexual so mdni

I don’t know why I begged so much to come to the session tonight, Eddie was right. I’m bored out of my mind as I sit in the corner, the book I brought with me completely finished. It’s been about two hours and they’re still going.

“No!”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Jesus, I thought he was dead!”

The guys roar as Eddie reveals Vecna is still very much alive and well. “So it was thought my friends, so it was thought.” He smirks at them with a proud tone. He’s been working on this for weeks, I should know, it’s the only thing he’s been doing every time we hung out at his trailer. I can’t be mad about it though, every time he came up with another idea he would run over to me so excited to try to explain it to me.

I never understood what he was saying, but I always smiled and gave feedback on how I thought it was, thinking of it all like a story. I loved his passion for it, especially because he thinks it’s finally gonna be his year to graduate, he wants to leave one of his final sessions with a bang.

But again, it’s been weeks in the making. Weeks of him canceling dates or if we did hang out, just him constantly in his notebook. I was starting to feel, well, needy, touch starved, yearning for more than the casual peck on the lips every time he took a two second break.

I begged to come tonight, despite his protests, because I wanted to see it all finally play out. Every now and again I would listen to everyone’s reactions and decisions and smile but…I got bored. Book long finished, I decided to wander around the room, exploring what’s in here. I graduated last year and yet I never bothered with drama, so I never got to see their storage room that Eddie claimed for Hellfire.

More exclaims come from the table in the middle of the room and I turn to watch again, the players huddled in a small circle discussing a strategy. I walk over to the table and look at all the papers and figures scattered around, seeming like a mess but I know there’s a reason for the chaos. I keep my eyes on the table as I walk around it.

“C’mere,” Eddie whispers as he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me onto his lap, “what are you doin’, baby?” His soft voice is such a contrast to his showman dungeon master persona.

I can’t hide my smile at him as I snuggle my head into the crook of his neck, “just checking it all out.” I murmur back to him as he tightens his arms around me. I haven’t been this close to him in weeks and I can’t help but to let out a small sigh and adjust myself a little closer.

Eddie’s fingers dig into my waist and I hear a soft groan from him, “stop movin’ sweetheart.” A smirk forms on my face as I adjust myself again, more deliberately. His fingers dig in again but before he could say anything, the players turn back around ready to play again.

No one bats an eye as I sit in Eddie’s lap, used to this when we hang out with all of them.

“Almost done, sweetheart.” Eddie whispers to me before he goes back into his dungeon master persona. One of his arms stays around my waist as the other moves dramatically around with his words.

After a few minutes I get an idea as the game falls back into its on going pace and I’m blended in with Eddie, everyone forgetting I’m here.

I squirm in his lap, appearing to just readjust if anyone at the table saw me. But Eddie knows what I’m doing, his hand that was so animated a minute ago coming down to squeeze my thigh in his attempt to stop me. I move again, pretending to look at Eddie’s notes. His voice immediately low in my ear.

“You better watch yourself, baby,” his voice so low it was almost a growl, “you know what happens if you don’t stop being a brat.” A shiver runs down my spine at the promise of punishment from him. I let out a soft sigh to make it seem like I give up and the game plays on. I move again, this time my eyes just toward the table as the game really picks up. Eddie huffs through his nose, unnoticed by the others but loud and clear to me. I try not to smirk, knowing my plan is working perfectly.

The game comes to an explosive end, the youngest Erica rolling a nat 20 and winning against Vecna. I couldn’t help but to jump and cheer with the rest of them, their faces glowing with victory and Eddie’s showing so much pride in the new Hellfire members. The good feelings over flow as we clean up and all head outside.

As we wave our farewells to the club, Eddie grips my hand and practically drags me to the van, opening the passenger door for me and helps me inside. The smirk plastered on his face as he walked around the front of his van and getting in the driver’s side had me feeling an ache between my thighs. He peeled out of the parking lot as heavy metal blasting, the heavy rhythm matching the speed of my heart in anticipation.

Eddie pulls into an empty parking lot, right by the park we like to smoke at when Wayne’s home.

“Sweetheart,” Eddie begins as he kills the engine and turns to look at me, “don’t think I forgot what you were doing.”

“No clue what you’re talking about, Eds.” I smile sweetly at him, putting on an innocent act as I look at him with my eyes bug and round. His smirk stays plastered on his face, “no clue, huh baby?” Eddie inches closer as he grabs my chin, his thumb stroking my cheek. I shake my head, still maintaining the act.

“Hop in the back,” he lets go of my chin and leans back, leaving the opening for me to crawl into the back of the van, “I think somebody needs a reminder of how to not act like a brat.”

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[tenjikubaby]

any headcanons of cute quirks/hobbies/habits the tenjiku guys have?

These were so fun to think of :> Thank you for this ask! 

Here’s Tenjiku being silly dudes 🥺

(overly-specific) STUFF THE TENJIKU BOYS DO (HCs + scenarios)

➼ We’ve all probably noticed from some manga panels that the Tenjiku boys have some awesome eyeliner game going on. How? 

(1) They could’ve really practiced to perfect it: please imagine Kakucho sitting in his room trying to draw a wing then cursing when he messes up. 

Or (2) There might be one or two guys in Tenjiku who does everyone’s eyeliner (Ran or Koko). Imagine them sitting around before the fight waiting for their turn.

➼ Shion likes to put things in his pockets only to forget they’re there. His pockets are never empty. Don’t make the mistake of searching them. 

Things the other Tenjiku boys have found in Shion’s pockets: an enemy’s tooth, unwrapped candy (with lint stuck to it), one or two coins that may or may not have a speck of blood, crumpled tissue paper, a straightened paper clip, and a packet of cheese powder. 

➼ Ran buys every issue of Vogue Japan and reads it from cover-to-cover. It’s the only thing he can finish reading. Sometimes, he cuts out some photos and sections to pin to the fashion moodboard he's got in his room like a Pinterest girl. Does this mean Ran might have a Pinterest? He does, and his boards are organized by topic.

➼ Rindou is soft for street cats. Whenever he sees one, he would stop whatever he was doing, crouch down, and make “pspsps” sounds. He pets them for what feels like forever because he wants a cat but can’t get one. (Ran said no animals in the apartment) But Ran is one of those people who hates the pet at first but ends up spending the most time with it. Just give them some time and he’ll be giving that cat whatever it wants. 

➼ Rindou, Kaku, and Mocchi go on food trips together. Kaku and Mocchi like to trick Rindou into eating something spicy or just plain weird-tasting. Rindou cusses them out but laughs with them afterwards. When Shion starts joining them, he becomes their new target. To Rindou’s disappointment, he actually ends up liking everything they give him. Unfortunately for him, Kaku and Mocchi realized that tricking Shion was not fun at all and they return to targeting Rindou. 

➼ Mucho writes detailed, constructive reviews of the restaurants and cafes he visits. He does this while also taking note of what to do and what not to do when he runs his own cafe someday. For some reason, he writes food descriptions so well and even his verbal descriptions are the same. They just make your mouth water. 

➼ Shion and Ran are the type of people who spend time looking for the perfect background music to imagine themselves making an entrance to. The difference is that it’s just Shion who actually tries to play the music. 

➼ The Tenjiku boys are in an ongoing competition on who can make Mucho smile or laugh first for each day the group is together. There's Mocchi with his bathroom humor, Shion with... himself, Ran with dad jokes, Izana with “creative” insults, Kakucho and Rindou with slapstick. None of them succeed because Mucho knows about the game and is keeping his poker face on purpose.

➼ Mucho and Ran get into deep discussions on which cafés sell the best desserts. Sometimes, you can see the two of them talking, far away from the others, appearing Very Serious but really they’re just talking about the place that makes the best Montblancs.

➼ Shion liked to prod at the fish in Izana's aquarium to watch them scatter but he stopped ever since Izana caught him. Izana threatened to cut his finger off :( The other Tenjiku boys (who have also been doing it but were never caught) overheard Izana’s threat and avoided laying a single finger on the aquarium glass since then. 

#answered #tenjikubaby #tokyo revengers headcanons #ran haitani #shion madarame #rindou haitani #kakucho #kanji mochizuki #izana kurokawa #yasuhiro muto

[brookiidookiii]

oughhh jock! jock i love you jock. for the ask

Oh thank you for this. They’re my childhood OTP so I do have a lottttt to say. Sommeliershipping permanently doomed me to only enjoy rivals to lovers dynamics

1. What made you ship it?

First off they are constantly touching each others chests MY GOD. Not to mention how often they get up in each others faces holy shit.

That is ZOKE levels of closeness. Jesus

I think you have to be dumb to not see why people ship it. Also that whole “need to be dominated” scene with dawn, then jo shows up right after that and bosses him around. COME ON. Then the rest of that scene and how it played out. Him poking her chest and then she pushes him away in a way that’s like “oh I’ll show you who’s boss.” Squat thruster ‼️‼️‼️ (why did she do that) Plus she seems to have genuine respect for him which is really nice. She’s given him the most nicknames out of everyone too.

Also 2/5 of bricks confessionals are about jo. The other three times he’s just talking about himself. I thought that’d be fun to mention. Jo wants to feel good about herself and brick wants to be a fashion designer and he can make her cute clothes i think.

I am never going to let anyone ever forget about that “maybe brick and jo wanna kiss and make up?” line UGHHH. Even Chris low key shipped it. There’s just sooo much to them. Also comedy potential with lightning thinking Jo’s a gay twink the whole time and idk maybe there could be something with jock and lightning. I’m convinced at least a few animators shipped them.

Just WIWJWJEN there’s so so so much. She’s the only person who convinced him to go against his code. That man is devoted. And then when she pulled him out of that grave and there was music playing and they zoomed in on them holding hands.. I initially shipped them because when I was younger I was looking for fanart and came across a fake screenshot of them kissing and 9 year old me beloved it was real 🥲 you can imagine my disappointment when they didn’t end up smooching. In the finale they’re constantly next to each other too. There’s way too much going on between them, I also take Jo’s dream about letting a guy win because she found him ‘attractive’ as a jock crumb. + they have a good ship name.

That rock climbing scene where brick talks about his rock wall climbing badge or something and jo seems genuinely impressed for a moment, then he goes on and says how he dislocated his hip and jo is like “oh never mind he’s weird.” LMAOOO. Brick really wanted to show off there huh. They’re both so fucking stupid iwhwnsnens

Plus we know Jo’s type is dark hair and cleft chins. She really needs to kiss her rivals okay

2. What are your favorite things about this ship?

Basically everything I mentioned before. Bricks “need to be dominated” basically confirms that jo would be his type, what can I say. And he calls her ma’am, and is just generally very respectful even when she gets under his skin. I really really love how jo tries to get under his skin, it’s so fun. And brick is slowly losing his mind. Also he didn’t vote for her in ep7, he voted for lightning, and we know that because jo got her marshmallow first, meaning lightning got one vote from brick. That is soo. Yeah. He probably would feel bad if he voted for her. He probably didn’t vote for her in ep4 either.

And he breaks his code for her. Like, his entire thing is never leave a man behind, and jo convinces him to leave everyone behind. And that causes his first elimination but MANNNNN…. He really really respects her. And I really like women who bully their boyfriends, it’s so fun. There’s probably so much more that I could say about them that I forgot to add.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

When people write their platonic dynamic in fanfics is always so. Meh. They treat it like she just harasses him but he views her as an equal, and she sees him as a competitor she can actually have banter with. Also please stop calling them mlm/wlw solidarity. I’m not saying that because I ship them but because she has made it her life goal to make his as miserable as possible. HOSTILITY.

I’ll make my own analysis on their rivalry, not to be shippy but so people just understand how they interact because a lot of people don’t get it.

Jock is very very special to me. The only way I can enjoy m/f ships is if they’re fighting 24/7. It’s awesome. Plus he’s also the only man I can ship with Jo tbh. Other m/f Jo ships make me like ehhhhh I dunno

#ask #jockjockjock #at the very least they were low key into each other #always send me jock asks #I will never not answer them

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

How is brand Harry & Meghan faring in the US? Not good | Arwa Mahdawi | The Guardian

Is America finally getting bored of Harry and Meghan? It’s starting to look that way. Only a few months ago the pair were media darlings in the US; now they have become a bit of a joke. The animated sitcom South Park gave the first big blow to their stateside brand a couple of weeks ago with an episode featuring a couple bearing an uncanny similarity to the Sussexes. In the episode, titled The Worldwide Privacy Tour, the pair travel the globe with placards saying: “Stop looking at us!” and chanting: “We want privacy!” Harry’s memoir, Spare, is parodied as “Waaaagh”. The couple also get advice from a PR expert who tells them to portray themselves as victims. Not terribly flattering stuff.

Now the comedian Chris Rock has taken aim at the couple in his new Netflix special, Selective Outrage. He dismissed Meghan’s claims about racism in the royal family, saying: “Some of that shit she went through was not racism”, but “in-law” behaviour. He also joked about how it was odd Meghan seemed surprised by the fact the royal family might harbour archaic views. “It’s the royal family! They’re the original racists. They invented colonialism,” Rock said.

Polls also reflect a shift in US-based attitudes towards the pair: their approval ratings have plummeted since the South Park episode. According to polling commissioned for Newsweek, Harry’s popularity has dropped 48 points since December and Meghan’s is down 40. Now Prince Andrew, the guy who palled around with a convicted sex offender, has higher US approval ratings than the Sussexes. Though, to be fair, that seems to be because fewer people in the US know about Andrew’s tawdry dealings than they do in the UK. Because Andrew isn’t parading himself on the US media 24/7 like Harry and Meghan, it’s easier for someone stateside to forget who he is. If only we all had that luxury.

How are Harry and Meghan responding to this seeming shift in attitudes? Well, let’s just say they haven’t exactly put out a statement saying they think Rock and South Park are hilarious and they love nothing more than laughing at themselves, ha ha ha. On the contrary, there were rumours that they were so upset by the South Park episode that they were considering legal action. While they’re certainly fans of calling their lawyers, a representative for the couple told the Guardian that reports the pair might sue were “baseless” and “boring”.

I’ll tell you what’s really boring: the neverending pity-me-please performance the two are foisting upon us. As a staunch anti-royalist I was sympathetic to the couple to begin with – my enemy’s enemy is my friend and all that – but the constant oversharing has jumped the shark. Particularly since it becomes more obvious by the day that their grievances are less to do with systemic inequality and more to do with feeling they didn’t get a big enough slice of the born-with-privilege pie. I mean, come on, you can’t go around complaining about how backwards the royals are while insisting that we plebs refer to you as Duke and Duchess. You want some credibility? 

Give up your stupid titles.

Another unsolicited piece of advice for Duke and Duchess: read the socioeconomic room! You may have noticed that “eat the rich” storylines are a big theme on TV at the moment. From the latest season of Netflix’s You to the White Lotus to Succession, there are more rich-people-are-awful-sociopaths storylines on the telly than you can shake a silver spoon at. This isn’t a weird coincidence. It’s been noted that storylines about rich people tend to vary depending on the economic climate: in good times onscreen obscene wealth can be enjoyable escapism; in bad times it’s more of a hate-watch. And, I don’t need to tell you, the world is currently going through “you need to take out a second mortgage to buy eggs” sort of times.

Finally, Harry: I know you weren’t exactly the most committed student, but maybe pick up a history book. The US has something of a reputation for losing patience with British aristocrats.

Arwa Mahdawi is a Guardian columnist

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#revenge #tom bower #strip the sussex titles #worldwide privacy tour #megxit #frogxit #fraud and fraudess #spare us #like a spare

[detective-giggles]

All the Things We Tried to Forget

A double fill for @badthingshappenbingo “please don’t leave me” and @911bingo “You have to let me go. I need you to do that for me.” It’s been done for a while and I procrastinated a little on posting but I have to get it up since the 911 bingo master list is due tomorrow! This is the only break-up era reference I think I will ever make. Otherwise, it just didn’t happen. 🙃

Warnings: Tarlos is involved in a car accident, RIP Camaro 😔. Also- probably none of the rescue/medical is accurate- I got my medical degree from watching ER! 😅

@noxsoulmate, thank you for the beta!

💜💜💜💜

“Thank you, Carlos. Tonight was perfect.” TK tips his head back, resting it on the headrest, and turns towards Carlos, a sleepy smile on his face.

TK had been out of the hospital for three weeks and things have been good. He hadn’t been cleared for work yet, and Carlos knew he was going stir-crazy, even with the members of the 126 constantly dropping by to keep him company. He had finally been cleared for some activity, so they had just had their first official date night out, dinner and just a little dancing. He knows TK still tires easily and suggested they head home and continue their date night with the newest release on Netflix.

Carlos stops at a red light and reaches his hand out, grabbing TK’s and intertwining their fingers. He brings TK’s hand to his lips, kissing the back of it gently as the light turns green and he accelerates into the intersection.

Carlos barely has time to register the headlights coming at him before he hears the unmistakable crunch of metal as the Camaro crumples and pain explodes in his temple and then… nothing.

***

Carlos lets out a pained groan as he slowly opens his eyes.

“Carlos? Baby, don’t move. I’ve already called 911. The guys are just a few minutes away; they’ll get us out.”

“Huh? The guys?” Carlos repeats dumbly. He shifts, gasping at the pain in his head and radiating through his neck and shoulder. It hurts to breathe and he tries not to panic. Immediately, he feels TK’s hands firmly but gently cradling his head, trying to keep him still.

“Don’t. Move,” TK repeats. “Can you tell me what hurts?”

“Head…” Carlos murmurs as his eyes slip shut. He vaguely wonders when and how TK managed to crawl over the console and into the backseat but knows it’s not important right now.

“I can hear the sirens, babe. Just a bit longer. Stay with me.”

“Are you-”

“I’m fine,” TK assures him. “Just relax. Stay calm for me.”

Carlos isn’t quite sure if he believes TK but he’s too tired and in too much pain to argue. He’s certain TK has blood on his hands and he’s not sure whose it is but he’s afraid to ask so he keeps his mouth shut. He thinks he can hear the sirens too, or maybe that’s just the ringing in his ears from his head hitting the window.

“What about the other driver?”

“Don’t worry about that right now, okay?”

Carlos tries to nod, but TK is still holding his head steady.

“What, um, what happens now?”

TK sighs. “I’m pretty sure the Camaro’s totaled. And they’re going to have to cut the top off so they can get you out and onto a backboard.”

Carlos groans again. The lights of the fire engine illuminate the street as it draws closer but the flashing makes Carlos’ headache worse and disorients him. TK is rubbing his temples and murmuring reassurances, but he hurts and he just wants to sleep.

The fire truck screeches to a stop, and Carlos squeezes his eyes closed; he wishes they would shut the damn lights off. He can hear yelling, his name and TK’s, and he can vaguely hear Owen barking orders.

TK slides to the passenger side window. He’s animated but talking low, no doubt so Carlos can’t hear him.

“TK?”

“Hang on, baby; I’m still here.”

Owen passes some items through the window, and TK takes them and makes his way back to Carlos. “Okay, I know this is going to be a little uncomfortable…” The C-collar comes into view, and Carlos groans, but he allows TK to secure the collar around his neck.

TK leans in close and presses a kiss to Carlos’ curls. He flips something cloth and heavy – a turnout coat, Carlos thinks – over their heads to shield their faces. “Close your eyes,” he says. Carlos is slow at following the command, but he does, finally. He flinches as the machinery starts up; it’s loud, but TK is there, talking to him. He can’t actually make out what he’s saying, but his voice is soothing so he lets him talk.

It’s over faster than he expects and it’s only a few minutes until the turnout coat gets yanked away and he blinks at the sudden brightness of the streetlights. There’s a slight commotion, and Carlos is confused, so he does the one thing that will bring him comfort: he reaches for TK. TK takes Carlos’ hand in his and gives it a firm squeeze.

“TK, let’s go, man. We need you to move,” someone says. Paul, Carlos thinks.

TK tries to pull away and Carlos holds on with all the strength he can. “Please don’t leave me,” he begs.

“It’s just for a couple of minutes. I’m in the way, and they need to get you out.”

“No! Stay, please. I can’t do this again.”

They’re staring at him, concerned, and Carlos knows that’s not quite right but he’s not exactly sure how to fix it so he keeps talking. “I’m sorry… about the loft. We can talk about it. Just- please stay…”

“Carlos, you have to let me go. I need you to do that for me.” His voice is calm but TK looks like he’s about to cry as someone pulls him away, and his hand slips from Carlos’.

“TK!” he calls.

Judd’s face comes into view. “Hey, Carlos? TK’s gonna wait for you in the ambulance, alright? Now, Paul and I are gonna pull you out. We’ll get you into the same ambulance and then you can be with your boy, okay?”

“‘Kay,” Carlos agrees.

Strong hands are on him, pulling him from the wreckage and strapping him to the backboard. They lift the backboard onto the gurney, and Carlos is momentarily surprised at the gentleness. The firefighters step back and seamlessly Nancy and Tommy appear, taking their place.

They’re both talking to him, and he’s struggling to keep his eyes open. He’s certain this is the worst headache he’s ever had in his life; he can feel every heartbeat throbbing in his temple. Nancy’s yelling at him, but he just needs to close his eyes for a second…

***

“Carlos?” TK.

Carlos groans softly. The grip on his hand gets tighter and he opens his eyes slowly, wincing under the fluorescent lights.

“Hey, baby,” TK whispers.

“Hi.”

“You’re in pain?” TK asks. Carlos nods in the affirmative, and TK reaches for the nurse call button.

“No, I’m okay. I-” Carlos looks around and tries to push himself up. “You’re here?” he asks as TK puts a gentle hand on his shoulder to keep him lying down.

“I am,” TK confirms with a small laugh. “I am here. And okay. And so are you. Your parents are on their way.”

“I’m okay?” Carlos repeats.

TK nods. “You’re bruised up, but nothing’s broken. Some small lacerations from your head hitting the window. And you have a pretty bad concussion, but all things considered, you’re lucky. We’re lucky.”

“My- my parents don’t need to come all the way in for this?”

TK laughs again. “Try telling your mother that. I can’t keep her away. Although she did sound a little surprised that it was you in here and not me.”

The nurse comes in and TK steps out of the way while she examines Carlos, asking him questions and shining a light in his eyes. She seems pleased, assures them a doctor will be in shortly, and checks his IV before she leaves.

“Can’t we just go home?”

“Not tonight. But they’ll probably release you tomorrow.” TK is silent for a moment. “Are we going to talk about it?”

“Talk about what?” Carlos pauses. “Oh. Did I make a scene?”

“Kind of,” TK says.

“I’m sorry.” Carlos looks away and TK sighs.

“I don’t want you to apologize, Carlos. I just- I want to make sure we’re good. I’m not going to leave again. You know that, right? I’m done running. You’re stuck with me.”

“Good, there’s no one else I’d rather be stuck with,” Carlos says, reaching for TK’s hand once again.

Taglist: @plaidbooks (If anyone wants to be added for Tarlos fics, let me know!)

#tarlos #911 ls fic #BTHB #911 bingo #car accidents

[ratsoh-writes]

Last ask

SO is one of those people that work as being reference for students in art school

Dealer's choice

-🍆

For those who don’t know, in figure drawing classes the model is almost always nude. So SO is modeling junk out

Sans: doesn’t care. He knows all those art students staring at his SOs junk are only thinking about why they can’t get the fkn shading right. They’re looking at SOs tits and crying. They are a failure and are thinking about transferring to accounting. All their years of practicing anime art has led to this. Nothing. Life is hopeless. (I may have gotten carried away there) ok either way sans is secure and doesn’t mind his SO getting undressed in the name of art

Papyrus: he’s a little unsure at first not really knowing what that entails, so papyrus pops by one day just to see what the class is like. And he’s BLOWN AWAY by some of these students artworks! Like mesmerized. He’s so impressed!! Anyways SO keeps on modeling and papyrus has hired two of the students on his decor team for future escape rooms

Star: he’s actually taken an art class like that in the underground, so Star knows what SO is doing. He jokingly says if he had the time he’d come with him. SO takes it seriously, so on his day off, Star finds himself blushing bare boned in front of 20 students barely surviving on coffee and determination with his SO. He gets begged to come back as they don’t have a skeleton model, but once is more than enough for him.

Honey: he’s not the jealous type either and thinks it’s pretty cool that SO is a model. His SO likes to take pictures of the real cool portraits and send them to him. One in particular sticks out to honey, and after it’s graded he buys it from the student

Red: he’s not allowed to come to the classes cause he will creep at SO and totally flirt with them during. And that’s just distracting you know? Red has been banned lol.

Edge: he does come with SO sometimes just to supervise and glare at the students while SO does their thing. SO stops asking him to come with cause one poor guy got edges snarl face the whole 2 hours. Please edge, he was just struggling with the lighting on SOs bum! No funny business, really!

Mal: he does come with SO as one of the students! Mal is actually working on his associates in art. It’s something he’s always wanted to do was get a degree in it. Having his SO as a muse is just an added bonus

Cash: as a joke he came with SO to model with them. But cash wound up actually liking it. It’s only his skeleton after all, and he loves art even though he sucks at it. During his breaks in the class period he has a great time looking at everyone’s work.

Oak: he constantly forgets what SOs modeling is about and every time he gets send a picture of the art he’ll sputter and be all “it’s nude??” But then he’s cool right after his shock, and he forgets it again lol

Willow: he worries a lot about students secretly taking pictures of SO. SO had to reassure willow a lot that it’s perfectly safe. He once baked cookies for the whole class just cause it was on his mind, and now he’s like this cryptid they hear about all the time but have never seen. And they’re all desperate to know who the cookie god is but SO is keeping their lips shut lol

#undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #undertale #swapfell #underswap #underfell #horrortale

[spectral-apparitions]

I am uhhh asking for maybe some, Swatch × oc × spamton.

For uhhh no specific reason 😳 *cough cough*

-Swatch just adores taking care of you. Even after a day of tending to the needs of others, they still will put in effort to see you smile. Their energy level varies, but if they can't do it now, they'll do it tomorrow.

-Swatch also likes to make sure that you get delicious food, clothing you feel great in, quality products. They see a lot of well made items in their work, as well as the occasional cheap ripoff they have to turn away, so they certainly have standards to judge.

-Spamton on the other hand likes to take advantage of easy opportunities and salvage everything remotely good. He brings you everything he gets even an inkling that you'll like. He does however have pretty good judgement of what you generally like.

-The above does lead to the occasional disagreement...Swatch may get a little harsh in telling Spamton to stop wasting money. Both of them sometimes get a little insecure that they're not giving you good gifts (Spamton because he doesn't buy the most luxurious things, Swatch because they don't find the most personal). They work it out.

-They both have an artistic side.

-Swatch has learned a lot about art theory and tools, although they don't feel the most confident in going all out unless given guidance. Swatch does enjoy sharing tips though, and happily gives any to you or Spamton if desired.

-Spamton is pretty open to suggestion, but mostly he loves to just make whatever is on his mind. His favorite is to paint.

-Swatch will happily supply you with any art supplies you desire. They love to see your creativity shine. They even quietly stick around, hoping you won't mind if they watch you. Of course, they'll give you space if you want it. But they love to watch your process and to see your finished art.

-Spamton also likes to watch you work. He likes to see what you make, how you do it, and that you're having fun. He also loves making art with you, whether that's a collaborative painting, trading art, or just doodling together. When he's in the mood to be creative, he might ask you to join.

-So of course expect times for all three of you to create together. Maybe that's doodling funny and cute things together (Spamton has quite a sense of humor and Swatch likes to draw your favorite animals), or each of you completing a different stage of the same piece, or all painting different sections of the same canvas. Even if you're not the most artistic, they'd love to include you in the fun!

-Both of these guys have a tendency to get wrapped up in work or otherwise heavily focused and forget to take care of themselves. Please remind them to eat and to sleep. Bringing/cooking them meals or giving them quiet time to cuddle or sleep actually means a lot to them and helps them to feel better.

-Sometimes you might find the two of them napping together.

-Game nights can be quite chaotic, in a fun way. They’re both intelligent and quick to make up their own strategy for any game. They can both be quite competitive, although Swatch has more of a silent lurking and deception strategy while Spamton bluffs and takes risks. Play something that requires dealing with other players like Monopoly or Catan to watch them really get intense.

-Swatch is a deep thinker and excellent listener, while Spamton is great at relating topics and keeping conversation alive. So expect long conversations between the three of you, and talking about everything from how to find happiness to street crossing.

-Typically, Swatch and Spamton aren’t competitive with each other, nor do they work in tandem often. They generally just each do their own thing and try to find a good balance of one-on-one and trio activities.

-That said, they do ask each other for help in wooing you. Maybe that’s picking out the right gift, learning a new skill, or proofreading letters.

-Special occasions are an exception though. They try to plan so that they each get time with you or that all three of you can do something together, and making sure there’s enough variety for everyone to show their love in their own way.

#writing #imagines #deltarune #deltarune x reader #poly x reader #swatch #swatch x reader #spamton #spamton x reader #spamton x reader x swatch #rainbowlily

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Holostars as Boyfriends

Holostars x gender neutral reader Requested by: M E! Proofread: No Music: Minecraft Relaxing Music Box

Warnings: None. Pure fluff Author's Note: I'm starving for Holostars content. SOMEONE HAS TO DO IT. SOMEONE HAS TO WRITE FOR MY UNDERRATED BOYS. I'm currently not writing for the UPROAR boys because there are so few clips of them so I can't get a good read of them :/ As soon as I get one they will be written about too! (Also, just for clarification sake, I write for the persona, not the person behind the avatar. This is all just based off of dorky clips/translations.) -Mod Kenma

He's so lovable I swear

Miyabi is more on the quieter soft-spoken side so I imagine him being a lot softer with his love

Even though he has his loud moments, he's rather chill with you

The two of you play simple games like animal crossing together and mess with each other's islands

Sometimes he'll go on long rants about really nothing and stop himself with "what am I even talking about" and it makes you both laugh

He loves to tease you

Miyabi is super playful when it's just the two of you

He hardly ever gets jealous. I feel like there is a lot of trust between the two of you so he won't really see any guy as a threat

The only time he does get jealous is either playfully or someone doesn't back off

Even then, he's pretty civil

Please go on picnic dates with him in the forest. He'd be so excited

Miyabi actually gets a little nervous when introducing you to the other Holostars members

They're all really good friends who he wants their honest opinions about you

Don't worry though, they all love you

Sometimes Temma, Izuru, and Roberu will say that you're stealing Miyabi away from them but it's all in good fun

You two are the couple that matches all the time

I don't mean it in a tacky way. I mean in he's wearing plaid pants you're wearing a plaid shirt, skirt, shorts, or pants

You two wear the same color a lot

Where do I begin with this boy lol

First and foremost, he's just like a cat

He'll invade your personal space and always request affection

Izuru would so use his high pitched kawaii femme voice to try to get things out of you

Does it work? That's all up to how resilient you are to it

The king of making random noises

He's very blunt so be prepared for just pure honesty

(Sometimes it feels like a slap in the face but I swear he doesn't mean it in a rude way)

Be prepared for a lot of yelling

He's very competitive so everything you two do together sort of turns into a little game

It's always light-hearted though

He's such a dork I swear,,

Izuru is definitely the type to bully you

He does it out of love so don't worry

I would call him a classic case of a tsundere but he's just dorkier

Izuru is the type of partner who will bully you but get upset when other people do the same

Literally the softest

He will offer his arm to you no matter what

Himbo

Rikka is literally a himbo at times

That's what happens when you date a holodroid with 2 GB

Anyways,

Rikka has a hard time telling you that he loves you so he expresses it through actions

Whether it be writing you a song, making you a playlist, acts of service stuff

I feel like the two of you would be a super soft couple

Like the ones who are so domestic you would think they're married

The two of you do a lot of things together, like shopping and chores

Sometimes Rikka forgets things so he leans on you for support

You help him keep track of things like important dates and where he left stuff

There are sticky notes everywhere to help with this problem

Rikka likes to think you're his muse <3

When he's working on a song, he talks to you about it and has you listen to the small things he's doing for your opinion

He really likes to know your opinion on his music

If you like it, then there is nothing stopping him from completing the project

On days when everything isn't so bright, Rikka will sing to you

It'll either be his own original song (something he wrote for you or about you), your favorite song, or he'll make one up on the spot

He'll sing about how your hair frames your face, how you always look pretty to him, and how he'll love you forever

Gilf?

Dilf?

I don't know and I'm too afraid to ask

Aruran is such a boomer so be prepared for that

It's cute though so don't worry

He's incredibly smart and uses it to his advantage

He either uses it to flirt with you or to be annoying

It all depends on how he's feeling

Even though Aruran can be a boomer at times, his love for you is adorable

Definitely an acts of service and a gift-giver person

He doesn't go all out spending on you, he buys you sweet sentimental stuff

He for sure will bring something to you with "this reminded me of you :)"

Whenever he's working hard with Holostars, you'll be on the sidelines cheering him on

You'll be there after every practice not only hyping him up but also his friends

I'm sorry but as Aruran's partner, you're gonna be the unintentional mom friend of the group

I say this because since Aruran works so hard, you have snacks and water for him after practice and the boys get jealous~

Especially Tenma, Roberu, and Shien

Or at least they're the most vocal about it lol

You two do a ton of cooking dates together

Most of it is Italian food but nobody is judging

They are the most romantic cooking dates

Fresh flowers in the center of the table, candles, nice outfits

Aruran wants to make sure that you know you are loved and appreciated by him

Another boy that I don't know where to begin with

He's your pro gamer!

Astel loves to play competitive video games with you

He teaches you all he knows

He's also a goofy guy so expect him to randomly break out dancing while you two are doing something

Sometimes he'll drag you in

There the two of you are, doing dumb disco moves together in an aisle at a store or something

Astel is the type of boyfriend who is always down to do dumb stuff with you

You wanna go to 7/11 at 2 am for snacks? Just wake him up

Wanna get ice cream when it's raining? Sure just let him grab the umbrella

Astel will complain a little but it's all in good fun

He'll give you one of those star pieces of himself that he gave to the Holostar boys

You wear it on you constantly and try to incorporate it into every outfit

(I suggest wearing it as a broach during fancy events it'll look cute)

Astel is also very chaotic at times so just be prepared for random yelling and playful bullying

He's probably the type of boyfriend that will just randomly bite you

Like those videos of animals sneaking to their owners and just biting them

That's literally what he does

Temma my beloved

Golden retriever bf

He will literally be your knight in shining armor

If you need literally anything he will be there

Is the type of boyfriend to take pictures of all the cute animals he sees and sends you them

Temma just randomly brings things to you

A rock? It reminded him of your eyes

Sunglasses? He thought you'd look nice in them

He has your snacks memorized so whenever you feel down he'll surprise you with them

Please let him show off

He'll do all sorts of cool sword tricks to impress you

Very clumsy bf

Make sure you always have bandaids on you just in case

He may be frightened easily but if you wanna do something scary, he'll be with you

(Probably behind you..with his eyes closed...and holding your hand really tightly but-)

He always tries to make you laugh

Loves to just sit down and do things with you

Prefers to do quiet things over loud when it's just the two of you

Please cuddle him. He loves to hold you in his arms and just never let go

His laugh is sooo contagious that there is always a chance once he gets going you'll start giggling too

When his friends invite the two of you out he gets nervous because he loves his friends but also loves you

He's worried that they won't like you

Please reassure him that everything will be ok

Also, tell everyone embarrassing stories about him

His face will get so red and he'll try to shut you up

Roberu is the type to tell everyone stories about dumb shit the two of you do

He wants to go out on adventures with you and show everyone photos of you

Literally so proud of you and everything you do

There are so many dumb photos of the two of you

Go find fun themed cafes and restaurants to take cute photos in

His hugs are literally to die for!!

Scary mob boss? Nah, cuddly boyfriend

Literally will not let you go

He always has to be touching you in some way shape or form

He tries to look so scary but everyone can tell it's just an act when he's with you

Please give him pets he loves them so much

When he's not busy, he loves sleeping in with you

Just the two of you laying in bed together makes him so happy

Wear his clothes please he'd be so happy

He likes wearing matching colors with you (like purple and black obviously)

The type of boyfriend who will buy an outfit specifically to match whatever you have in your closet

You two have matching accessories too

Like broaches and suit cuffs, stuff like that

Even simple things like summer anklets are matching

Shien will take you out on expensive dates simply because he wants to

He spoils you for two reasons

One, it's because he thinks you deserve it

And two, because he likes to show you off

He's a simp I don't know what you expect

Another secretly soft cuddly boyfriend

He's kind of a tsundere but in the sense that he likes to poke fun at you

When he is soft with you, expect straightforward compliments that are so out of the blue you can't help but get flustered

Oga strikes me as the type of boyfriend who gets very territorial

Not because he doesn't trust you, it's because he doesn't expect people to respect your boundaries

Be careful, he bites and nips a lot

It's how he shows his love ok

I'm sorry but Oga is naturally tall so just get ready to be his armrest

Very simple boyfriend

He gives you flowers on special events and small pieces of green jewelry

Whatever you wanna do, he's down for

As long as you're happy, he's happy

Sometimes he will tease you if you're wearing something he finds especially attractive

Most of the time it is simply him joking about undressing you but he always respects your boundaries

Don't be afraid to tease him back though, he likes when you have a little kick to your words

Flirt with him back with the same energy please for the love of god

He likes when you throw the same energy back at him

#holostars #holostars x reader #miyabi hanasaki x reader #hanasaki miyabi x reader #izuru kanade x reader #kanade izuru x reader #rikka x reader #arurandeisu x reader #astel leda x reader #leda astel x reader #kishido temma x reader #temma x reader #temma kishido x reader #yukoku roberu x reader #roberu yukoku x reader #shien kageyama x reader #kageyama shien x reader #aragami oga x reader #oga aragami x reader

[azurenightowl]

Notes on the show Gravity Falls,

written by someone who didn’t watch the show until 2023 but was in the fandom through osmosis because of mutuals and irl friends who watched it. Binged it in a week.

damn it really do live up to the hype

pacifica is a way smaller part of the show than i realised, and candy and grenda have a way larger presence. (not to be like. annoying but. i wonder why the rich white girl is prioritised over the asian girl and the trans-coded girl. hmm. forget the author, this is the real mystery.)

the mystery and romance elements are actually pretty much equally balanced. there’s more romance than i realised; then again, i guess bingeing the show and already knowing the big mysteries (stanford, who is bill, what is his plan, etc.) means that the mystery element seems much smaller because there’s nothing to guess, only evidence that confirms what i know as fact.

i love that emotionally speaking, everyone’s arcs are complete, but there are still some mysteries left hanging. like the axolotl. whats up with that guy?

i kept waiting for the other shoe to drop regarding mabel, but she’s just like… a really optimistic positive person? like she can be annoying but she’s not evil or self-serving or unnecessarily selfish.

compared to dipper, the show is "nicer" to her in that she has less episodes where we focus on one of her personal problems like we do dipper, so her flaws are less explored. this makes her less interesting, and so potentially people go looking for flaws in other places?

most of the times where she’s shown to be concerned about boys over dipper’s problems (eg sock opera) she has like, half a second of deliberation before she does the right thing. she’s 12! and a lot of the time doesn’t have the same information as the viewer does, hence doesn’t have the same sense of urgency.

i kind of get the frustration, especially about the finale and the end of episode 17; personally i think it’s wrong of mabel to ask dipper not to take the opportunity, because adulthood and planning for it is important, as well as following your passion. dipper made the right choice for him (in that moment), and was explicit about still being in contact with mabel. 

HOWEVER mabel is totally entitled to feeling hurt and upset about this! and she was preyed upon by a monster in a moment of weakness; it is a little bit selfish, and a little bit naive, yes, to want summer to last forever. but these are normal, human traits. 

also, it’s very important that she didn’t even know what the snowglobe was when she gave it to ‘blendin.’ she was emotionally distraught and was told that a small trinket no one would miss could make her happy and prevent what she saw as a disastrous future. no one told her—granted she didn’t seek the knowledge out either. no one is at fault for her not knowing the value of the snowglobe.

i really love the depth of the show’s world. by which i mean; we don’t get to see everything. i’ve seen many instances where you see everything, except one thing called "the incident" thats inevitably a recurring joke. here, we get references to a bunch of stuff that never appears onscreen—mabel’s encounters with vampires, dipper fighting a demon bat, the family bonding day that ended with a night in county jail. you get the impression that the characters have rich and full lives outside of this.

this show is SO funny. like—

s2e6, that crack about animators and the fact that they can’t afford stop-motion.

s2e12, talking about the in-universe show they’re watching, there’s a twist where the main character has an identical twin and the characters voice different opinions the writers predict the fandom will have: from "bullshit" to "i predicted that a year ago."

s2e16, stan says "do i look like an amnesiac?" LMAO. i mean not funny but like such fun foreshadowing played off as a joke. 

i got TOTALLY misled about what bill’s personality was like, and i’m so, so pleased. i cannot explain how cool show!bill is. i thought he was--well standard tumblr sexyman. suave and dapper and whatnot.

bill doesn’t actually have that much screen time, but he has so much presence from the triangles everywhere to the effect he has on the characters—and then, you know, the whole finale. but im thinking, especially early on before he’s a named character, the fact that he’s present is really ominous, especially for someone who doesn’t actually know what happens in the show, only that he shows up at some point and starts the apocalypse.

bill just doesn’t care about dipper basically at all and it’s great! you can construct an argument that he cares (in a really fucked up way) for ford, paying him special attention and having spent a lot of time building the portal. mabel, too—the deal they make, he gives her the nicest prison, he didn’t have to, you know? in-show, based on how worried ford+stan are than bill won’t honour his deal to leave the kids alone, you learn he’s not actually bound by the deal. also when he possessed dipper and straight gave him nothing in return. but yeah bill is just off doing his own thing and you really get a sense that he's above all of this. everyone is a pawn to him, he just wants to party!

im getting off track. in all honesty, bill straight doesn’t care for anyone except himself and it’s amazing. no creeping on the 12 year olds—based off fanart i thought there was some sort of rapey vibes, but nope he’s just here to have fun and cause chaos. 10/10.

all in all, even knowing the big mysteries, this was a blast. for people who feel like they won’t enjoy the show because it’s been spoiled, definitely check it out anyway.

#gravity falls

[loosepocketchange01]

Hellloooo! Whumptober is coming up and the prompts are officially out! So much potential for batfam fics! I wanna do something a little different this year (which will hopefully also get me motivated lol). I am taking any and all (reasonable) requests for (platonic) batfam fics relating to the whumptober prompts (imagine there’s cheering and clapping please)

All you gotta do is send in an ask with the day number, prompt you’d like (or alternate if that applies), and title! I am super excited to be doing this, this year!

This will also become similar to a master list once whumptober is over. Under each prompt, I’ll put the link towards the fic (LoosePocketChange on AO3!) some fics, depending on how it goes, will also be posted here on tumblr.

Happy whumping! Can’t wait to see what you guys choose!

No. 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.”

Safety Net | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”

No. 2: “I’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back.”

Thermometer | Delirium | “They don't care about you.”

No. 3: “Like crying out in empty rooms; with no-one there except the moon.”

Journal | Solitary Confinement | “Make it stop.”

No. 4: “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.”

Cattle Prod | Shock | “You in there?”

No. 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.”

Debris | Pinned Down | “It's broken.”

No. 6: “Do or die, you’ll never make me; Because the world will never take my heart.”

Recording | Made to Watch | “It should have been me.”

No. 7: " “I paced around for hours on empty; I jumped at the slightest of sounds.”

Alleyway | Radio Silence | “Can you hear me?”

No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.”

Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | “It’s all for nothing.”

No. 9: “Learning everything ain't what it seems, that's the thing about these days.”

Polaroid | Mistaken Identity | “You're a liar.”

No. 10: “Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?”

Broken Phone | Stranded | “You said you'd never leave.”

No. 11: “All the lights going dark and my hope’s destroyed.”

Animal trap | Captivity | “No one will find you.”

No. 12: “I haven't slept in days but who's counting?”

Red | Insomnia | “I’m up, I’m up.”

No. 13: “It comes and goes like the strength in your bones.”

Cold Compress | Infection | “I don’t feel so good.”

No. 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.”

Flare | Water Inhalation | “Just hold on.”

No. 15: “I don't need you to help me I can handle things myself.”

Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

No. 16: “Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”

Gurney | Flatline | “Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

No. 17: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”

Collar | Touch Aversion | “Leave me alone.”

No. 18: “I tend to deflect when I’m feeling threatened.”

Blindfold | Tortured For Information | “Hit them harder.”

No. 19: “I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me.”

Floral Bouquet | Psychological | “I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”

No. 20: “People don’t change people, time does.”

Blanket | Found Family | “You will regret touching them.”

No. 21: “See the chains around my feet.”

Vows | Restraints | “Don't move.”

No. 22: “They never saw us coming, ‘til they hit the floor.”

Glass Shard | Vehicular Accident | “Watch out!”

No. 23: “It’s gonna get me by the end of the night.”

Shadows | Stalking | “Who’s there?”

No. 24: “I’ve got a head full of chemicals; mouth full of ridicule.”

Goodbye Note | Neglect | “I thought they were with you.”

No. 25: “You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave.”

Storm | Buried Alive | “They’re not breathing!”

No. 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.”

Seeing Double | Working To Exhaustion | “You look awful.”

No. 27: “You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.”

Matches | Scars | “Let me see”

No. 28: “We might not make it to the morning; so go on and tell me now.”

Bloody Knife | Sacrifice | “You'll have to go through me.”

No. 29: “I only sink deeper the deeper I think.”

Scented Candle | Troubled Past Resurfacing | “What happened to me?”

No. 30: “It’s okay, just to say, ‘I’m not okay’.”

Borrowed Clothing | Bridal Carry | “Not much longer...”

No. 31: “I thought that I was getting better.”

Emptiness | Setbacks | “Take it easy.”

Alternatives List:

Betrayal

Aftermath of Failure

Brass Knuckles

Decoy

Body Modification

Playing Cards

Examination

Hunting

Drugging

Shaking

Panic

Broken

Miscommunication

Lab Rat

Reluctant Whumper

#whumptober #whumptober 2023 #dc #batfamily #whump writing

[imsosocold]

A very (un)comprehensive review of Thanks To Them:

You foolish fools, you thought we’d never return. But here’s the (non) long awaited sequel reaction of the TOH finale because it was way more popular than I thought lmao.

I, uh, initially planned to include OFF quotes in each review  post to collaborate with themes we got from each episode but I lost my quote list so we’re not doing that anymore. I’ll make a quote post for Belos someday though, promise.

Also we have no concept of time or order so if the reactions aren’t in the correct sequence of events oh well.

Lomes: Belos better go to Turballos this episode.

Jorah: Is that your qualification for TOH at this point?

Sunniva: When are you forcing us to do a OPM MA reaction post?

*I slammed my hand on my desk to try to look cool but I just made it red instead.*

Me: Foolish fools, you underestimate our purpose here.

Lomes: You’re playing around too much AA, you’ll become liberal at this rate. 

Sunniva: Not the worst verbal phrase fae has chosen to mimic. Besides, I’m surprised your interest in TOH has lasted this long.

Jorah: Stuff never dies with chir. Like with Minecraft Story Mode.

 Me: Foolish fools, I want some attention so we’re doing more dumb online stuff.

Jorah: Now I’m included! :D

Me: Behave.

Jorah: Say that to Lomes!

Lomes: Yeah, say that to me.

…

Sunniva: [ Noelle], your hands are all red now. Stop hurting yourself please

Lomes: Bang your head on the desk pussy. 

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Jorah: Why is everyone else forgetting Lilith was there during the whole Philip-finds-the-Collector-scene?  

Lomes: Yeah, it’s mostly her fault. Fuck your mother Lilith AUs.

Sunniva: Okay, that’s a bit harsh.

Me: Does Hunter even know Caleb was Philip’s brother? He only called Caleb ‘ a witch hunter’.

Lomes: You should know, you’re the one who’s following the show.

Sunniva: You know they struggle to comprehend stuff.

Me: Yeah, all I do is struggle.

Jorah: They have memory problems Lomes >:0

 Me: Yeah I have sooo many problems.

Lomes: I’m going to channel Technoblade to kick your ass.

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Lomes: All the Lunter fans cried at this episode lmao.

Jorah: I’m crying cause Luz’s dad is ugly >:(

Sunniva: YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT  HE’S DEAD AND THIS IS THE FIRST PROPER LOOK WE GOT OF HIM- 

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Lomes: This is powerpoint  presentation levels of quality.   

Jorah: Isn’t western animation a beautiful thing?

Me, watching Amity fall: ♪ Story of my life♪ 

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Jorah: There’s finally Spanish! And it’s actually subtitled :D!!

Lomes: What’s with all the sound effects though?

Sunniva: What’s with all the photos Willow has of her friends dating?

Me: “ Friends”.

Lomes: Imagine us having those.

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Lomes: Ugh, they’re pushing the Willow x Hunter ship sooo hardd.

Me: Ugh, shipping.

Jorah: Unless it’s funny.

Me: Unless it’s funny.

Sunniva:  Uh, Wally Darling x Gregg x Angus. 

Me: See, that’s just good.

Lomes: Okay,what’s ‘funny’ to you, silly goose, cause-

Jorah: I shipped Mae x Gregg x Angus…

Lomes: EXCUSE ME-

*Then they got into a fight about shipping I honestly did not care about and did not even attempt to record it.*

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Jorah: Imagine if Luz had to cover the Wittebros’s tale in her history class lmao. 

Lomes: Imagine if the TOH crew covered the Wittebros’s story in canon.

Sunniva: Can you guys try to be optimistic?

Lomes: You will not suppress-

Me: This is why we can’t do anything-

Jorah: Meow~^•ﻌ•^ฅ

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Lomes:  HUNTER FLAPJACK IS JUST A BIRD CALM DOWN!!

Sunniva: He’s been on Twitter too long. ( Said the Twitter user).

Jorah: Palismen rights!!!

Me: Palestinian rights?

Jorah: That too! :)

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Me: Just realized Belos was probably in the house during the breakdown scene.  Very awkward.

Jorah: What do you think he was doing offscreen all that time? Besides getting a sugar daddy.

Me: Abolishing the system and adding the rich’s corpses amongst its remains.

Lomes: Considering nerfing the human realm and honestly I couldn’t blame him.

Sunniva: Escaping from your purpose is impossible.    

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Jorah: Ok OK, I know Caleb is literally Connecticut Clark but it’d be funny if Belos fell for an opposite equivalent to himself as well in the Human Realm, who cares what species-

Me: The guy working in the gas station, slouched over the cooler with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. 

Lomes: Ah, gas station people, my favorite species.

Jorah: Have you been to Circle K?

Me: Their food is good.

Lomes: You got sick from their spicy chicken since you were doomed to be a basic white bitch even with your, admittedly split, heritage. 

Sunniva: Didn’t you ship Wilbur Soot and Belos [Noelle]?

Me:Oh yeah, I thought it’d be funny that when learning topical stuff, Belos got hyperfixated on the DSMP and ended up actually believing the roleplay was real, that Wilbur had been involved with some weird magic and managed to escape back to his home in the human realm; Utah.  He believes the videos were either exact records of Wilbur’s escapades or simple reenactments of it.  Cue humiliation and confusion when Belos tries to contact Wilbur. Or by coincidence the duo met at a Lovejoy concert idk.

Lomes: Either way Belos buys and wears DSMP merch.

Me: Definitely. 

( Somebody draw this).

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Jorah: ♪ Enby, enby.~♪

Sunniva: I love Masha’s fit.  

Lomes: [ Noelle], it’s you straight up!    

Me: I wish there was a Casa Batlló look to the museum… *******************************************************************

 Lomes: Our favorite occultist Nathan Fielder 

Me, hitting the desk again: Stop. 

Sunniva: I thought his name was Nathan too.

Jorah: Who fed you that lie? It had to come from someone!

Sunniva: More importantly, he looks like the MOTHERFUCKER WHO STOLE THE FUCKING YOUTUBE TO MP3 CONVERTER OFF MY CAR-

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Jorah: Glad that guy was dealt with. Just  imagine the fucking government. *＾ワ ^* 

Me: Conspiracy theorist or not, it’d make sense to both be freaked out by and be curious of a supernatural creature. His reactions are some of the tamer ones honestly. 

Sunniva: Think he’s related to the witch hunter Hopkins? 

Lomes: If so, no wonder he’s cray cray.  People would make his life a living hell for the shit his ancestor’s did.

Jorah: All Nathan does is take Ls.

Sunniva: He’s definitely the punching bag of the writers.   

Lomes: One guy criticized Dana’s writing too many times.  

Me: Dana watched one too many TOH critical Youtube videos. But honestly, he seems like a waste of character space and writing.       

 Lomes: Not all characters need to be deep or important. 

Me: With what little time they have yeah.

 Sunniva: It may be funny to laugh at him and feel smug over not being in the same boat but  we can easily fall for the same tricks. 

 Lomes: They did deal with the antivaxer better. It’d be cool if he was the museum caretaker.

Jorah: History coven duo!

Lomes: Belos x Nathan, the hate sink ship.

Me: No.

Sunniva: Belos and his curse x The Nathan Fielder-

Me: STOP-

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Me: Ah, Masha said the line the TOH fandom takes too seriously.

Jorah: I’m more focused on Willow’s costume, like yikes. ಠ-ಠ

Lomes: God, could they make it anymore obvious-

Me: ♪He was a boy.♪

Jorah: ♪She was a girl.♪

Lomes: ♪That song was misogynistic and homophobic.♪ Anyway, with all that laughing and ominous music- 

Sunniva: I’m still trying to figure out how the museum had the budget for that hayride, it was some Disney BS-

*Group groan* Disney 

Lomes: Fuck the mouse.

Me: No thank you.

Lomes: Not literally.

Jorah: Eat the mouse. Literal.

Sunniva: What do mice taste like?

Lomes: Chicken.

Sunniva: Why chicken?

Lomes: Every non traditional meat tastes like chicken.

Jorah: Do you think Flapjack tastes like chicken?

Me: I’m hitting the desk again. 

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Me: Why do you think there is still magic in the lake?

Jorah: There is a Titan fetus in the lake water. 

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Lomes: He said it so fruity. Oh no~    

 Jorah: I like the maniacal  laugh. ˙ྌ˙

Sunniva: Luz’s mom must have no idea what's going on. “ Wow Hunter, your costume is actually cool now.”

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Jorah: They killed Hunter’s support animal and only friend by having them flap uselessly in front of Belos, not even trying to fight, even though she was initially hiding behind the grave. >:(

Sunniva: The creators needed the angst. 

Me: No, see, Hunter hadn’t gone through enough pain, there’s a fucking quota that needs be met per a certain time frame. How else are people supposed to know that white people can feel pain?

Lomes: White people suffered a lot through history, you know. That’s why the show spent so much time on Hunter and Amity over characters like Willow and Gus.  

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Jorah: He’s not even screaming in anger over losing the Titan blood for the portal, he just needs something to the Halloween party or else he’s gonna lose support from his sugar daddy.

Lomes: “ No, Hunter! How am I gonna keep the bitches now? Everyone’s going to leave again.”

Sunniva: Okay, one of them tried to take the other down with them to water. Did Belos forget he can’t swim?

Me: My short, clumsy, memory loss having ass always going in the deep end while barely remembering how to swim. 

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Me: Luz and Amity need to break up at this point.

Lomes: You’re saying that cause you’re aro-ace spec.

Me: They’re just toxic, Luz never shares her thoughts or emotions-

Sunniva: People would flip out and call TOH homophobic and that they gave in to the pressure of Disney.

Me: Have Luz get with another female character then, like Willow.

Lomes: That’s what it’s been about all along-  

Jorah: I’ve always hc’d Luz as transmasc.

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Lomes: That was pointless.

Me: So was this post.    

Jorah: Check out Pigeon Pit and Crocodile Scissor Cut!

Lomes: Don't check any other work Noelle did. Let this be the last interaction you have with them.

Sunniva: How many more of these do we have to do?

Me: Uh, just TOH wise, three.

Another group groan!

#toh #toh review #noelle #and co! #toh critical #dark humour #dark humor #covered in autism #all my posts are shitposts

[dreaminlittlenightmares]

I'm the anon from the kids' grown up job asks. Please tell me more about how they achieve their dream jobs!!

Ah, one of the speedster Anons! Sure thing~This one ended up being very long, so everyone is under the cut!

For context, the kids' dream jobs can be found Here (for Mains and Some Others) and There (for the Rest, mainly LN1 Comic)!

The Kids

Six (the Bad Guy): Assuming that she's still alive, she always wanted to be a villain. She doesn't know that entails, but she wanted to commit crimes and get away with it. It's surprisingly lucrative, and she's has yet to be caught!

the Runaway Kid (Librarian or Book Shoppe Owner): He just really likes books, and a library is peaceful and quiet. He gets a job on the Maw, being the personal librarian to the Lady. It's not want he expected, but he has access to books about dark magic and stuff, and that's cool Mono (Traveler/Adventurer): Assuming that he doesn't end up being the next Broadcaster, Mono just wants to travel the world. It's fun and dangerous, but mostly fun! He likes exploring ruins more than cities and villages the Raincoat Girl (Meteorologist): Always had a fascination with the weather and wanted to purse a career in it. After she leaves the Nest (finally), she gets a job as at the weather station and tracks dangerous storms. Can tell you when it'll rain just by looking at certain clouds the Pretender (CEO of a Toy Company): Loves toys and power, so CEO is the way to go. Surprisingly does an extremely good job, even with her selfish decisions. Has the top toy company in the world

the Spoon Girl (Dentist): One of the few kids that liked going to the dentist, and that’s what made her want to become one. She ends up specializing in pediatric dentistry, making sure her child patients are comfortable. Will harp on you to floss! the Lollipop Kid (Professional Wrestler): Since he was bullied often, he wanted to be a wrestler to defend himself. He ends up becoming a long time heavy weight champion, but has the ridiculous stage name of “Sugar Plum” the Ghost Kid (Paranormal Investigator): Just really likes ghosts, and is fascinated by them. He ends up teaming up with the Humpback Girl and they make a name for the selves. They’re the pair you call if something strange is happening in your neighborhood the Toddler (a Wolf): Didn’t exactly become a wolf, but ends up becoming an animal researcher, specifically for wolves. He had more of a feral upbringing, so he gets animal behaviors easily. The wolf pack he’s watching sort of adopted him into their pack, too

the Green Boy (Storyteller): Always enjoy stories, whether they’re written down or spoken. He ends up becoming a traveling story teller, becoming quite famous in the process. He’s tried writing down his stories, but he always forgets them when he’s done the Refugee Boy (Super hero): Another person that didn’t exactly become what he wanted, but close enough. Refugee Boy ends up becoming some sort of vigilante against criminals. He stops crime before it happens or it gets out of hand; and no, he doesn’t have a cool name or suit the Refugee Boy’s Sister (Hair stylist): Has always been good at styling hair and geeked out when she learned that could be a career. She runs a hair salon where she’s usually sought out for braiding styles. Her favorites to do are French Braids and Milkmaid the Long Haired Girl (Fortune Teller): Has always claimed to be connected to the universe and has psychic powers, so that’s why she wanted to be a fortune teller. Whether she has these gifts or not is up for debate, but she likes giving tarot card or tea readings. Some of her readings are weirdly accurate... the Humpback Girl (Ghost Buster): She feels like she has an obligation to protect people from the supernatural. She teams up with the Ghost Kid because he likes checking out haunted places. If something checks out to be too dangerous, she deals with it the Mummy Kid (Horror actor): Always wanted to be a movie star, specifically for horror movies. He usually plays the monster/villain roles and has made a following out of it. When he’s not shooting a movie, he’s still hanging out with Ghost Kid to get more inspiration to make his monster roles scarier the Tall Boy (Rich): The Tall Boy doesn’t really want a job. He just wants to be filthy rich, and the fastest way he accomplished that was becoming a trophy househusband. He does a good job maintaining his partner’s estate the Forked Boy (Magician): Listen, it was either professional thief or magician. He chose magic because at least he can trick people for money and not get in trouble for it. He does more street magic like David Blaine, and got a large following for it the Strong Boy (MMA Fighter): He has to use his superhuman strength for something, right? He learned how to properly control his power and reigns as an undefeated champion. He’s also a big fan of Lollipop Kid’s matches

the Flash Light Girl (Archeologist): Likes discovering things and was surprised to learn she could do that as a living. She’s the exact opposite of Mono and explores abandoned villages and cities more than ancient ruins. There’s just something appealing studying once thriving civilizations the Bread Boy (Baker): Another child that worked at the Maw, but he helped the Twin Chefs in the kitchens. They soon discovered he has a gift for baking, and he started making all the bake goods for the ship. He prefers making bread over cake and cookies, but enjoys his job the Scarf Kid (Professional Skier): Actually, he didn’t know what he wanted to be as an adult, but ended up getting into skiing. He’s trying to get a place at the Olympics to get a gold medal

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