#//IDK

[breaking-fixing-bad-posts]

Dump a treat to everyone

Donald Trump is a threat to everyone's democracy

[elsannej]

Adding to my hc:

I feel like Omega wouldn't give two shits about pronouns/linquistic gender presentation because he didn't have any pre-installed conceptions of gender. That's something he learned about later. Instead, he grew to simply have a clear preference for specific type of language others use for him when he began to sponge up new vocabulary and the common associations for the words.

tldr: Omega might not directly categorize himself as "a man", but he sure as hell likes to be associated with trad. masculinity.

[syahan-system]

Ogh. Why emotions being weird. Like they’re not mine? But I know what they are. Sometimes.

Don’t like this.

[orphiicheartd]

Anywho:

Vil Schoenheit (Imaginary/The Hunt)

A Halovian student at Paperfold University who has been an actor like his father since childhood. Even by the time he was finally able to participate in more serious and prolific films, he had a great deal of renown to his name, though it was not quite enough for him. Not when the very boy he deemed to be his rival seemed to follow him right into the dream, meeting anew on every set, facing off in every audition that inevitably leave Vil the villain once again, typecast from childhood and practically haunting him as always no matter his most desperate efforts. Vil’s enrollment in Paperfold University was both an attempt to escape the sets where he’d have to face his ‘rival’ but also a chance to learn and grow as an actor to FINALLY surpass him. He is quite enjoying his time there though, even if frustrated by his peers at times. But happy nonetheless, to hone his craft and delight in the many things that come across him. Though his staunch pursuit of his goal never once wavered, no matter the frivolities that crossed his path. Not while he yet reigned on in the hearts of so many. Competition was akin to battle in his eyes, and it would only be over once Vil has finally had his victory over him in his grasp that he would ever think of lightening up on it. And even then, he doubts he’d be content stopping there. Not until the whole of theme galaxy knows himself as the so-called fairest one of all. It has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?

Ortho Shroud (Quantum/Destruction)

An android rebuilt to resemble the younger brother of a young maverick of a genius after a cyberattack and a brief shutdown of their family’s research facility’s security systems had caused the Shroud family’s research subjects to escape and as a result taken the original Ortho’s life. The current android ‘Ortho’ is actually powered and embodied the very heliobus that had caused the original’s untimely death. Rather than take advantage of its ‘brother’s’ grief, it grew curious enough about him to humor his grief and play along as ‘Ortho’ for him as he wished for amusement’s sake. Only for it to genuinely love being treated as such and choose to completely immerse itself in Ortho’s memories and ‘become’ him entirely. Now, all he wishes to do is continue to learn and grow as ‘human-like’ as he can, those the means by which he tends to come across this information isn’t always the most pleasant. As he is still growing accustomed to adjusting to more ‘humane’ standards of morality, even after years by his brother’s side, he doesn’t have the same mindset when it comes down to it at all. If he wants a certain fount of information, he WILL secure it, one way or another. Surely the pros outweigh the cons FAR more keeping this mentality. Not like anyone’s ever dared try and contest it. Not like most anyone ever WOULD, anyways–he would know better than anyone, of course.

[ex-champion-mad-scientist]

(From @trainerlynda)

Sure.

I'll bite.

[Fennec can see her account for the duration it takes to read this message, then she's blocked again.]

GO STICK YOUR HEAD IN THE GROUND FOR TWENTY YEARS YOU [censored] ILL [censored] AND THEN ILL [censored]

[mechahero]

🤨 which transformers character were you smushing him against op?

//Call me out, why don't you?

Fiiiiiine

It's this doofus.

[lyrate-lifeform-approximation]

i like phonk 👻

*cue epic pose*

[dazaii-osammu]

t-tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef THAT IM A VEGETARIAN AND I AINT FUCKING SCARED OF HIM!

[ask-ruikasa-official]

ruikasa make out in closet (not clickbait)

tsukasa pov instead of rui this time.. :3

it’s a little bit clickbait it’s more drunk tsukasa kissing a slightly buzzed rui

tags-ish & tws// mentions of alcohol, implied intoxication, slightly sexual themes, tsukasa is drunk, tsukasa is a lightweight, tsukasa is having spicy but not explicit fantasies, rui is trying to be a good boyfriend, rui is a little drunk

tsukasa looked around at the awkward led strip lights, crinkling his nose. he hadn’t seen rui since he went to grab drinks, so he awkwardly shuffled past the college students to reach his lover.

“rui, love?”

“oh, tsukasa-kun! perfect timing~ what drink do you want? i didn’t know they had a selection.” rui beamed upon seeing his boyfriend.

“oh.. hm.. the watermelon one sounds good.”

“of course, love! the watermelon kiwi seltzer?”

“yeah.” tsukasa nodded, intrigued.

“okay, fufu~”

rui handed tsukasa the ice-cold can, standing up and stretching before opening a can of his own.

tsukasa wandered around, trying to get used to the odd taste of the seltzer. kiwi had never been his favorite, but the watermelon helped offset it.

rui was mingling with everyone else, an air of easy charisma surrounding him. tsukasa didn’t go to his university, and didn’t want to outshine his boyfriend.

tsukasa watched the clock tick as he sat at an old couch, the uncomfortable fabric scratching his bare legs — shorts may not have been the best idea. he was still finishing his drink, and the clock seemed to tick at a more irregular pace, the more he consumed.

tsukasa went back for another drink, not even reading the label and not caring when it tasted different. that one he felt as though he’d finished quicker. rui broke away from the conversation, taking tsukasa’s hand.

“was that your second drink, my dear?”

“yeahh.. why?”

“ah, no reason. you do seem a bit dizzy.” rui cooed, tilting his head slightly.

“mee?? noo..” tsukasa slurred.

“yes~”

tsukasa stared at rui’s lips. did they always look that kissable?

his eyes, glazed over, traveled across rui’s body. rui, seeing an opportunity, lead tsukasa upstairs.

“let’s take a moment to cool off, my star~ you’ve had a lot of alcohol.”

tsukasa nodded, his mind in a haze. he wanted his hands on rui’s body. rui took him to a guest bedroom, running his hands through tsukasa’s hair.

tsukasa, head spinning, leaned in close to rui. rui backed up a bit instinctively, startled by the potent smell of alcohol.

“oh, goodness, tsukasa—“

rui ran into a door, realizing it slid open to reveal a small closet. a bit of privacy would probably be good to keep tsukasa’s reputation pristine.

“come here. we can sit down together.” rui said, lowering himself onto the closet floor.

tsukasa was flushed, getting onto the floor. he sat in rui’s lap, wrapping his legs lazily around rui’s waist.

the smell of alcohol on tsukasa’s breath was strong, but rui had adjusted. tsukasa wanted to kiss him so bad. he wanted to put his hands on rui and hold him as they kissed.

“you smell nice…” tsukasa trailed off, hands wandering around rui’s chest and shoulders.

“do i?”

“mhm..” tsukasa tried to put his hands under rui’s shirt, but rui gently stopped him.

“not right now. you’re not sober, my love. i can’t, in good conscience, do that.” rui cooed, pressing a kiss to tsukasa’s forehead.

tsukasa, in a move swifter than anything else he’d done that night, kissed rui hard. cheeks flushed and hands shaking, he grabbed at the back of rui’s hair, fingers curling around the soft strands. his touch was desperate, feeling rui’s soft skin.

“tsukasa-kun—“ rui murmured against the kiss, but tsukasa was holding on with a starving fierceness. he was touch-starved, and was more aware of it.

rui gently pushed tsukasa away. “look, we can make out, but not tonight. you’re intoxicated, my dear~”

tsukasa pouted, his eyes unfocused.

“come on…”

“no, my love. let’s take you home and get you into bed—“

tsukasa kissed rui again, but rui shut that down quicker this time.

tsukasa was whining as rui held him, trying to keep him calm.

“it’s okay, tsukasa-kun. do you wanna go home?”

“nooo…”

“too late~”

[eggs-are-my-passion]

//the further i read on this man's bulbapedia the more autistic he seems i love him

//"While he is incredibly knowledgeable, he is known to get into heated arguments with others over research and theories. He also tends to go into unnecessarily lengthy explanations whenever he is asked a question. In addition, Elm can be incredibly absentminded. He has a habit of getting wrapped up in his research, to the point where he is completely oblivious to his surroundings, and he may not leave his laboratory for days."

//there is no neurotypical explanation for that passage that's literally a list of autistic traits

//I headcanon that "may not leave his laboratory for days" as "he is just sitting there with his wife giving him food that he barely even eats while he is very focused on eggs"

//or also "too busy taking care of a baby to take care of himself"

//I'm sorry, but this man forgets to do things that are necessary for his survival just to look at eggs and take care of babies and no one can tell me otherwise

[rotomblr-kaiya]

//"start of her spiral in Kalos."

//W-wait, what happened?

//A lot

[sneasedtomeetyou]

Hanging out with the Bestie☆

[Photo taken on Casi's phone of her hanging out with Zorro the Hisuian Zoroark. It looks to have been caught a little off guard, tongue blepping as it looks at the camera. Casi is sticking her tongue out in a similar manner to be silly, also looking at the camera.]

[syahan-system]

OKAY!! NO MORE POSTING!!! Not letting anyone say anything STUPID to our friends!! See y’all later!

[fallen--leafs]

[Private - @parasphendale]

Hey

[insertpinkchiphere]

//lambda kitty moments. that is all