#;; but i did this instead of bios whoops

[thesinglesjukebox]

MYLES SMITH - "STARGAZING"

"I just signed with my label [RCA Records], and I was like, 'I want to write something that’s really warm, fun and happy.'"

[4.15]

Jonathan Bradley: Three makes a trend, and it turns out the '10s are back, baby! Myles Smith is riding shotgun all the way to the folk-EDM festival and he... did I just hear a millennial whoop? [3]

Wayne Weizhen Zhang: "It's okay to feel x," reads Myles Smith's Spotify bio. What an exciting, original insight, reflective of the amount of utility one might glean from this generic thumper, which sounds like a Coldplay and Lewis Capaldi hybrid. [4]

Alfred Soto: I hear OneRepublic's "Apologize," hints of Chris Martin's oat-voiced yearning, and in the combination of piano + shows of vocal soul Sam Smith's creamy dance tracks from a decade ago. I'm less churlish in the face of Myles Smith's generic humility as I get older. Someone has to testify on the pop charts.  [6]

Taylor Alatorre: Wake Me Sister Up Top Counting Will Go By Gone Paradise World Let Ho House Soul the On Home Talks I of Hey Hey Gone Her Little Drive Wait Lego Riptide Stars Gone Home. (English translation: “Accept the truth of Eternal 2013 into your heart today.”) [7]

Katherine St. Asaph: I realize it's hypocritical to praise Shinedown's remarkable recreation of 2004 but criticize Myles Smith's remarkable recreation of 2014, but christ. [1]

Brad Shoup: It's fucking cryogenic, isn't it? [5]

Harlan Talib Ockey: Close enough. Welcome back, "Budapest" by George Ezra. [4]

TA Inskeep: Mewling post-Sheeran nothings -- of course it's big. [2]

Mark Sinker: Lovely voice, and the song does good work with that — but that’s all it does really; as melody and story it ends up at just one pleasantly unexciting level. [5]

Ian Mathers: It's for the best that this was a lyric video so that I could be immediately disabused of the notion that he sings of the two of them as "intertwining songs" (it's "souls" instead, much less distinct and lovely; oh well). Still, if we're going to continue to try to fill every single niche between the ballad and the dancefloor, this feels like a relatively productive mutation. [6]

Nortey Dowuona: Songwriter Peter Fenn, during a 2018 interview with Vogue LA, mentioned that he's scored commercials for "Dr. Seuss, Thumbtack, Red Cross, Baptist Health Care, and Dropbox" under the Sunny Productions banner. (The website no longer exists.) He also wrote this light, soft gem. Please take a chance on this guy -- he's very talented and capable of making soft cotton-candy guitar pop. Do not judge him by this. [5]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Every part of this is rote; the verse melody recalls "Heart and Soul," the chorus Avicii. This is the music that remains when all creative choices have been removed from the songwriting process. I feel nostalgic for Benson Boone already. [2]

Scott Mildenhall: The song of a Southgate summer; a man who would pick this for Eurovision if he could. Once more, his pragmatism would prevail -- it would finish fifth, bewildering all who see only a barren display. All the stars have gone missing, and that in itself is remarkable. It's an achievement to write something so cosmically vapid, but this is what they train for. [4]

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[klonoadreams]

From what I remember mako has already met many important characters including 2 future strawhats and a powerful straw hat ally.

Assuming that not too much changes by the time the main story starts. How would these Chracters see mako as meeting her again. Like say meeting a grown up sanji and Law along with th baroque work robin? For me I would at least think sanji and law would be like big brothers to her.

Also any spoilers on who her dad is? Or who mako would be shipped with?

Not much is really different, just that Mako has been alive and in existence for like one more year, making her a year older than what she was originally, but it's also a bit of a mess since like, idk how to tell you, but Shanks is like barely 21 when he has Mako instead of 22, so oop, some things might end up changing, but also god dang, Yassop, you barely knew your own son and now you're just taking care of this rando Shark girl with the others ahahha.

No but seriously, this just means the Red Hair Pirates have Mako longer and that means further disaster because Yassop Daddy experience only goes for like a few months and Mako is half fishman, SO WHOOPS NEW TERRITORY.

So yeah, Robin and Sanji would be ecstatic to see her again, especially since the two of them went their separate ways to pursue their dreams, since Sanji won't get good experience as a cook with Shanks, and Robin, while absolutely delighted to know she is loved and considered important, knows that she has to leave the nest because she can't do what she wants with them and try as they may, they can't help coddling her a bit because Robin mcfucking did not have a good childhood, cmere, you get a hug.

Meanwhile Law would just be happy to see his friend again after so long, to the one person that taught him, alongside Robin, that even monsters deserve to live.

Seeing her thriving and also throwing a wrench in the world government's agenda by just casual exposing cover-ups in order to let the truth shine through....yeah, he’s happy to see her. Genuinely, no joke or nothing. Especially Robin and Sanji, though how the turn tables. He would've thought Mako would've been her own captain to a crew, but nah, she's content letting Luffy do it while being the resident lifeguard cuz she can swim. And also fish. :V

Her dad isn't actually anyone we know but an OC, like a rando mako shark fishman who effectively got picked out of the bunch to pair up with a Kuja Pirate who wasn't exactly considered a good wife for a Celestial Dragon (aka, dude was sterile, or at the very least got poor kid making skills), so curiosity plus pettiness and a bet equals Mako into the mix. Which is very bad.

That said, Mako's bio dad is related to some existing characters. And I will say this, Arlong won't exactly take to well to ever seeing her, because she serves as a constant reminder in a cog to a tragedy.

(Hint: it involves Koala going home - you can figure it out there, but yeah, Mako's uncle is pretty famous :V)

(He also had a hand in how Mako's mother was able to escape and while Mama was hoping to go back to Amazon Lily, she at least was in a safe place amongst Shanks crew when she gave birth to Mako)

Originally, i didn't have romance in mind, but honestly, I'm at a whatever happens, happens, because Mako's circumstances are so unique and complicated, that her situation allows her complexity, given how 17 seems to be the age at which people are considered adults or at least allowed to drink, and being a pirate just adds to it, mixed in with being someone who has a bounty.

Romance isn't off the table for her, so keep an eye out for it. Dont expect anytjing until after the time skip tho, she’s a little like Luffy in that it's the last thing on her mind lmao.

But also she's got a storm coming her way come Whole Cake Island because Big Mom wants Shanks's daughter for connections so...

Lucky son Katakuri got picked by my friends, so that's gonna be a "bruh wtf"

Aka, we got two weddings to crash. Except Mako isn't getting killed, but she still wants out of it, nope nope nope

Anyways wedding dress mako kicking ass. :V

[rebelresolve]

⚡️💧❄️🌪️🌈💗 really running the gamut here

emoji asks (accepting) 🌩️ LIGHTNING - are they scared of lightning?

(guessing it was this one since I couldn't find a⚡️) only if she's flying in it. when it's just weather overhead, it hardly bothers her; she's seen much worse out in the galaxy. but flying through a storm is another matter. she'll still do it mind you, but the thing about mother nature is that her shots are much harder to dodge than a TIE fighter.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

one of the weird side effects of being a non force sensitive carrying a force sensitive baby was that hera started feeling the force for that brief period of time. it got stronger as the baby grew; while she couldn't wield the force in any practical way, she could sense things.

this is how she felt kanan's ghost after his death. and his presence got stronger and stronger over time; by the time she was giving birth, he was right there with her holding her hand and talking her through it as if he had never left. and then, they cut the umbilical cord... and he vanished. she had lost him, again.

❄️ SNOWFLAKE - do people consider them cold? if so, what made them this way?

usually, no! while she's guarded about her personal life, hera is outwardly very kind and warm to people most of the time; people who have only ever seen her acting as general in life or death situations might think she'd be cold, but a two minute conversation with her after the battle is enough to clear up that misconception. as huyang said, it's why people like her. despite everything she's been through, hera just has this natural warmth to her.

that said, if you're one of the people that pisses her off, but she has to still work with you? that's when the ice switch comes on, and boy is it noticeable. people around will probably be like "dang what did you do to make syndulla hate you" lol

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

I guess it depends on how you quantify the size of changes? I'd probably say the way I write her childhood is a pretty big one. it keeps the same Vibes of what we see in canon (cham being distant and not understanding her, eleni being the more mediating force between them) but stacks on a lot of additional family tension that definitely wasn't there in canon. whoops ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

if you want to talk about changes to my personal canon from the previous blog to here, the biggest is probably allowing for jacen to be her bio kid, as initially I was hard resistant to the idea of hera having bio kids and rewrote it so he was adopted as well. kinda funny how that change actually makes her less divergent instead of more tbh

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

it's hard to say. if I'm honest, hera doesn't regret a lot when it comes to her childhood, at least on her own side. most of the bad things that happened were out of her control. it might just be a reminder that she isn't alone, and to remember to let people in, since it took quite a long time initially before she relearned that lesson after leaving ryloth.

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticeable? what changes when they're in love?

honestly? I'm not sure hera really gets crushes, per se. she certainly finds other people attractive, which (like everything else) she plays close to her vest and doesn't tend to give away any signs, but it hardly is the butterflies and "I hope they'll notice me" that you'd associate with a crush crush.

as for how she acts when she falls in love. in contrast to familial love, which she notoriously gives freely, hera is very, very cautious about romantic love. she'll test the waters in a hundred different subtle ways before she even dares to think about romance with anyone. the upshot to this is that once she does that, she knows she can trust you, and so she'll be open with a partner in a way she'd never be open with anyone else.

[sugar-and-spite13]

Said i was going to bed almost 2 hours ago. Instead I turned on cartoons and did a brain dump about my newest OC and then thennnn started a "final copy" of what I'd call her bio. Whoops.

[rainbow-starheart]

Yeah and whoops, should've used correcting instead of scolding on the word

Like I said,it was never my intention to go that way

Even I find it weird and shocking how she just put that on her bio

I wasn't even aware on what she was doing on her posts most of the time

The only responsibility I did was to keep her from doing something reckless like using those r slurs and concerning posts due to her old blog getting banned because of that and the fact some other user (anonymous) thanked me from telling her off about using those slurs

And I honestly don't blame you for feeling uneasy with that,it just felt like it happens so fast

But again,just to be clear:

It was never my intention

Is it true that you consider yourself an online mother? I want to confirm this with you because I don't want to assume the worst.

There's a reason why I'm asking, but I want you to confirm it first.

No not really

Like I said,I was aware that Angel would call me that tbh

I was kinda shocked because mostly my goal is to watch over everyone,not be some online kid's parent

Who would've thought scolding a kid from using r slurs would lead to that?

[carnagemoved]

RICHIE AND HAZEL TOZIER THROUGHOUT THE YEARS

richies and partners can reblog

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[fearforthestorm]

!!!! I want to be an aerospace engineer as well!!! Tho it's pretty hard to get into that course in uni ;--; aside from physics, what's your favorite school subject? -🐚

oh that's so cool!!! I haven't really started looking into college stuff yet because it stresses me out, but I am doing a drafting/CAD course at the local technical college next year. and my favorite subject is definitely ASL, although I also really enjoy history. (my interests are all over the place lol)

[babybluebex]

no pressure at all! but if you'd want to write more stan!reader x tom I'd really love that

i literally FLEW to my computer to write this i love the concept of stan!reader so much ((also i tried second person writing here??? i actually like it a lot more than first whoops))

little one [tom holland x reader]

➽ pairing: tom holland x stan!fem!reader (y/n) ➽summary: when you find out you’re pregnant, you worry about how tom and your brother will react. ➽ word count: 1.6k ➽ warnings: angst, pregnancy, a lot of exposition that doesn’t matter tbh  ➽a/n: enjoy!! masterlist & taglist in my bio

Sebastian stood at the door to your room, just looking. It seemed like a lifetime ago that you had moved in with him, when you were just the smallest thing. Pink skirt and pigtails, toting your dolly with you. He had been young when you were born, but still an adult; he was in college, living in the dorms when his mother had called him and told him the good news. He remembered the day you were born: he had been sitting in a lecture when his little flip phone started buzzing in his pocket. It was his stepdad, your father, telling him that his sister was coming. He left the lecture early and made it to the hospital just in time to be the first person to hold you. He was instantly devoted. 

You moved in with him when you were six. His mom had told him that she needed to move back to Romania and that she planned to bring you, and panic had filled his chest. “No, no,” he said. “Sh-She just started school! She doesn’t speak the language, she’s making all kinds of friends here! Mom, you can’t relocate her, you just can’t.” 

“What else can we do?” your mother asked. “Are you going to watch her?”

A month later, Sebastian was your legal guardian. He came to school plays and parent-teacher conferences, he cleaned up your skinned knees, and he read you stories every night. The two of you had gotten into a habit of falling asleep next to each other, and it got to the point where the bed felt too empty without you. Too cold, too lonely.

When you were twelve, you and Sebastian moved into a new apartment. It was bigger and better suited for two people, and you got a big-girl room. You started sleeping in your own bed, but you had no idea the effect it had on your brother. He couldn’t sleep without you next to him, digging your heels into his back and taking up all the blankets. So, he picked his happy ass up out of bed and, making sure to bring his own blanket, came to linger in your doorway. “I… I can’t sleep without you,” he mumbled. 

“You’re a grown man, Seb,” you said; he was always amazed at the little lady you had become, a smart girl with a biting sarcasm, even when you were little. 

“Yeah, and every night for the past six years, I’ve had your feet in my back,” Sebastian said. He settled into your bed next to, and added, “Now, move over, munch, or I’ll drag you back to mine.” 

Sebastian leaned his head against the doorframe, looking at the room. The walls had once been pink but were now an off-white, more becoming of a young woman, and the band posters were replaced with art prints and collages of you with your friends. Sure, he knew everybody grew up eventually, and he liked you as an adult, but sometimes he missed the little girl who was missing her two front teeth. 

The door to the apartment slammed closed, and Sebastian unwillingly pulled himself from his daydream. “Hey, munch!” he called. “How was Tom?”

Back on Valentine's Day, when you told him about you and Tom, he was instantly thrilled. Even though he outwardly seemed like he didn’t like Tom, he knew that Tom would treat you like the princess you were. And, for the past few months, he had been. Flowers were sent to the apartment on a near-weekly basis, handwritten letters came in the mail regularly, and Sebastian often heard little giggling coming from your room when Tom would call you. He had seen you smitten over guys before, but Tom Holland was a different breed. 

After a date with Tom, you were guaranteed to be talking up a storm, but you were quiet. ���Munch?” Sebastian called. “Y/N?”

There was a sniffle from the living room, and a meek, “Seb?” 

Sebastian’s heart fell, and he hurried to see you on the couch, the comfy tufted leather that Mackie had so highly praised. You were crying, your knees drawn up to your chest. “No, no, no,” Sebastian cooed and hugged you tightly. “What happened, darling, is everything okay? Did Tom say something? Did you guys… Did you guys break up?” 

You shook your head and opened your mouth, as if to speak, but a sob left instead. Your chest was so heavy, and you knew that admitting this to Sebastian-- to anyone-- would make it too real but the secret was killing you. You had known that you were pregnant for nearly a month now, but you didn’t want to tell anyone. You knew that your brother would say that you’re too young and that Tom would say that he had a career to think about. And, on a small level, you knew that was true. You couldn’t ask Tom to dismantle his life plans for you and a baby. 

“Talk to me, darling,” Sebastian whispered. “What’s wrong?” 

You sniffled and leaned into your brother’s warmth, and your tears became new. Sebastian would flip shit, you knew it. “I--” You started. “Please don’t be mad at me, please, I can’t take it right now--” 

“Hey, hey,” Sebastian said quickly. “I could never be mad at you. Please, talk to me. You’re breaking my heart here, Y/N.” 

You settled your cheek into Sebastian’s chest, and the emotions ran hot in your face and chest and belly. “Seb,” you whispered. “I… I’m pregnant.” 

A million different emotions ran through his brain at once. Elation, anger, confusion, and so much more. “You…” he started. “You’re--”

“I’m so scared, Seb,” you whispered. “W-What if Tommy wants to break up with me?” Your breaths came in quick, sharp gasps, and Sebastian held you tightly to try to ease the anxiety. He was prone to anxiety attacks like this too, and you had learned how to settle him down, but he hardly ever had to do it to you. You were so grounded, so level-headed and serious. This was the most emotionally unhinged that he had seen you in years. 

The sounds of your crying died away, and you found your ears full of deep whispers. You had learned bits and pieces of Romanian growing up-- enough to pull out as a party trick-- but could never fluently speak it like your mom and your brother could, but you recognized the sound of it. Sebastian was whispering Romanian to you in a lilting voice, and it took you a moment to place it. A song; a lullaby. Sebastian was singing you a lullaby. The sound of it eased your nerves enough to dry up your tears, and you sniffled a bit as you sat up, shedding your big brother’s protective embrace. 

“Look,” Sebastian began. “I know I act like a dick to Tom a lot, but… I really like him. I wouldn’t have let him stick around if I didn’t. I trust him to do the right thing here.” 

“B-But what if he doesn’t?” You whimpered. “Wh-What if he does leave?”

“If he leaves, it’s his own fucking loss,” Sebastian told you. “That baby doesn’t need anybody but you and me, right? I’ve got you, darling. I’ve always had you.”  

You nodded because, once again, your older brother was the wiser of you. You knew that everything he said was true, even if your whole body hadn’t quite absorbed it yet. Tom would be a great dad; and if he wasn’t, you had Sebastian. “Can you stay with me?” You asked, grabbing your brother’s hand. “I-I’m gonna call him.” 

“Sure thing, munch,” Sebastian said, and he settled his arm around your shoulders. His little sister, the same little girl that cried at Bambi and Bucky falling off the train, was going to be a mom. Where did the time go?, he wondered. 

The phone rang out quickly, and Tom answered it swiftly. “Hey,” he said. “I just dropped you off, is everything alright?” 

You took a deep breath. Your heart was beating so quickly that you could hear it in your ears, and you mumbled, “Yeah, yeah, I just… I have something to tell you.” 

“Oh,” Tom said. “Sure. What’s going on?” 

Sebastian’s gaze was fixed on you, and he gave you a prompting nod. “Tommy, I…” You started. It was real. This was real now. “I’m pregnant.” 

There was silence on the other end of the line, long and potent enough for anger to start to flare in Sebastian’s stomach. “Are you serious?” Tom whispered finally. His voice was static-y over the phone, and you couldn’t place his emotions at all. 

“I’m so sorry, Tom--”

“Sorry for what?” And then there was a laugh. “Are you really pregnant? Please don’t be kidding with me, you don’t know how happy this makes me!”

Sebastian gave a sigh of relief, and he wiped one of your tears away with his thumb. “I really am,” you told him. “You’re not mad?”

“Why the fuck would I be mad?” Tom laughed. “I’m gonna be a dad! I’m gonna be a dad, Y/N! Thank you, thank you! I love you so much, baby, you have no idea. Does Sebastian know yet?”

“Yeah,” you said. “He’s the first one I told.” 

“Oh, no,” Tom whispered. 

“Yeah, oh no,” Sebastian said. “Dating my sister’s one thing, Holland, but knocking her up is different. What, you’ve got an aversion to condoms or something? I’m gonna kill you.” 

“Hey, Sebastian,” Tom chuckled lightly. “Look, it was an accident--”

“Oh, ‘cause that makes it better?” Sebastian scoffed. “Jesus Christ, you’re lucky you’re not here right now--”

“Shut up, both of you,” you sighed. “Tommy, you swear you’re not mad?” 

“Why would I be mad?” Tom repeated. “I’m so thankful. Thank you, my love, thank you.”

[anakinthetrashking]

the batkids as things I did in school

Dick:

take dance class and be friends with everyone even though there was some weird infighting going on between everyone. forget to do the assignment to make up a dance ourselves, just improv'd it and got a good grade, somehow. had the most fun slipping down the hallways in socks.

halfway through the year asked to have a free period instead of ASL 3, bc the teacher wasn't teaching us anything or even keeping it interesting so I spent the whole afternoon in Physics class instead.

went all out for 80s day during Spirit Week but turns out no one else did. got a lot of weird looks and concerned questions that day. one kid said I looked like a jumpscare. thanks dude.

missed more than half of my statistics classes but was still getting a better grade than the seniors I sat near. 😭

Barbara:

got really angry when the Pre-AP Bio teacher disnt know whether Carbon was 6 or 8 on the Periodic Table. 14yr old me thought that it was extremely important to know as a science teacher. failed the first 6wks, got moved to a regular bio class, was late everyday but the teacher still loved me. found and identified a tumor in the stomach of the pig we dissected in class. Can still sing the entire DNA song(to the tune of I Want it That Way) word for word over 10yrs later. Still gets stuck in my head sometimes.

kept getting told off in sewing class bc we weren't supposed to hold the pins in our mouth while sewing bc it's dangerous if we accidentally swallow them but that's what I was used to doing at home.

Jason:

stunned the much older kids in my class playing Hangman by looking up and immediately guessing "Labyrinth" from the few letters that everyone else had guessed (one of them looked up what the hardest word was for the game and that was it. it would have been if I wasn't so obsessed with Phantom of the Opera and the David Bowie Labyrinth movie at that point in time)

read all of the short stories in that years English textbook within the first month of school every year

Cass:

smile at people (esp teachers) so wide that id have to close my eyes, and then immediately dropping the smile. (it gave me a break from eye contact and trying to figure out what expression I "should" have in that moment)

Everytime I joyfully played in the rain during lunch and then froze my butt off during afternoon classes in the AC.

also the times I was late for afternoon class bc I was overjoyed at seeing snow.

Tim:

was too overwhelmed to actually do the required amount of weekly reading so I just picked classic books I had already read and picked a random place to put the bookmark and easily answered the teachers questions on what I was "reading"

be a "gifted" student so I was put in the fast track math class but was too anxious to deal with that teacher's incessant yelling at the students so I begged them to put me in a different class. they put me in a regular paced class and told me to just go ahead and do the fast track by myself at my own pace. got distracted and never did the work. switched schools the next year and got put in the next math up and totally regretted it but was in too deep to back out.

dropped out of public school in 11th grade to have a mental breakdown ✌️ eventually finished HS later through online classes and stuff.

Steph:

get hooked on Kpop bc the one friend I had made moved away and now I was stuck with her friends at lunch without much of anything in common so we had to make something.

fell asleep in class bc I was awake all night watching kdramas.

had to do a report on a European country and then got overly attached to the country of Moldova...

Duke:

only got detention twice in all of the years of school. once for being late all the time and once for not turning in my homework on time(the teach didn't want to give me detention but she threatened everyone with it and it was only fair)

Always skipped Pep Rallys and hung out in the Orchestra room instead. also ate lunch in one of the empty practice rooms behind the band hall with friends bc we could :)

got overly excited about black hole radiation and decided to ask my then science teacher about it and was SUPER disappointed when she didn't know anything about it (despite it being a fairly new concept at the time and she only taught middle school non-specific science)

Damian:

got put in theatre class to fill an empty spot on my schedule, enjoyed it IMMENSELY, got assigned "weirdo kid" role by the teacher for the end of year play. really went all out to play up the weirdo role. probably could have just been myself and it would've been enough.

managed to get into a Ceramics class without taking an applicable basic art credit first. the teacher thought it was weird but she didn't kick me out!

all three times I was asked out I turned them down brutally because I didn't really understand social convention. whoops. sorry dudes.

accidentally offended someone when I said that Art 1 was easy :/ (I think they thought I was saying art in general was easy, which. no. I was taking Art 1 as an online class and it was all the basic stuff about art I had learned from my older sis over the years)

[tahdashi]

i so get that sayu:( that actually happened to me and i got so frustrated i stopped playing for like 2 weeks whoops </3 it just takes a while to get mats to level them up 😭😭😭😭 i think i just did a bunch of events and traded currency to make them a little stronger!!!

also also i wanna say i relate to ur studying sm i’ve been trying to find my notebook that has all my notes from neuro in it and can’t so i am just pretending i remember everything <3 psych takes sm studying but i believe in us!!!! i also hope you’re feeling better today :( cramps are no joke :(

NO ME TOO i kinda dropped tot for a while esp when the semester got busy for me and bc i wasn't getting anywhere in the game, but now that i have some time, i've been trying to play more and try to complete the events :,)) (i'm really really bad at them)

neuro is the bane of my existence. the thing is i'm majoring in bio and psych, so my advisor was like do your bio concentration in neuro so there's good overlap between your two majors,,,, but,,,, there's barely any overlap LOL I'M JUST SUFFERINGJDK i think i'm gonna switch my concentration to genetics instead bc i absolutely despise all the neuroanatomy stuff :,)) sorry i rambled omg i like knowing that i'm not the only one suffering w neuro. I LOVE MY PSYCH CLASSES THO like i don't mind studying for them even though they're so memorization heavy yk !! i believe in us too >:)) and thank you :(( you're so sweet mwah mwahh!!!!

[aquillis-main]

Why Sonic Underground is (Accidentally) Canon to the Sonic the Hedgehog Games

(Note: This is both a parody, and a serious thing that I plan on showcasing fully. Please don’t take this as seriously as I am taking, because this is a 2-decade old cartoon meant to promote Sonic Adventure we’re talking about here, thus Underground would not have any influence on the games in general. You can argue more that Sonic X has more influence on the games than Underground, and I won’t deny it at all. I just want to poke fun at SEGA and Sonic Team’s inability to showcase what’s actually a worldbuilding thing, and what isn’t.)

As much as most would like to believe that ‘the worst Sonic the Hedgehog Cartoon’ has absoultely no relevance to the Current Sonic Canon in general... They’re wrong. They’re so wrong. Sure, it has weirdly designed background characters in comparison to the Hedgehogs and Knuckles, backgrounds that make little to no sense unless you’re a beginner, and plots heavily extracted from earlier shows... but it had lore in regards to the Chaos Emeralds, a story that can line in with Sonic Canon when you think on it enough, and loads of (retroactive) evidence that tie Sonic Underground with the Sonic Canon.

What evidence, you may ask? Well.

Let’s start then. Shall we?

Thanks to @greenyvertekins​ for this info!

Let’s start with the most miniscule details, then get right into the most juciest bits that SEGA accidentally did to make Underground canon. First off; Underground’s Mobius has two Moons:

Both Sonic Underground and the Games have been shown to have two moons.

Sonic Underground’s:

From Sonic Underground’s ‘Healer’ Episode

From Sonic Underground’s ‘The Pendant’ Episode

Sonic Canon:

Sonic Riders: Zero Gravity Crimson Crator’s Moons

Sonic Advance 3 Chaos Angel Background

While a good chunk of Sonic Underground Episodes don’t often remember this factoid (often using one moon in place of both at the same time), it seems at by the point of The Knuckles Three-parter the people making Sonic Underground were more or less convinced that Sonic’s World (or, as I often call it in my character bios, [WORLD NAME REDACTED]) had two moons.

Anyways, onto the next thing.

Sonic Underground and the games showcase the main characters constantly traveling:

Here’s an article about Sonic having a ‘home’: https://www.gameinformer.com/b/features/archive/2017/06/10/more-burning-questions-about-the-sonic-the-hedgehog-franchise-answered.aspx

And while there’s evidence of Sonic, Sonia and Manic having a ‘home base’ in Robotropolis in Sonic Underground, there’s more episodes of the trio in the van and traveling than the amount of times that they stayed in this ‘home base’.

I’m just going to spam images of the van instead.

The van in the Underground episode ‘Bug!’ as Manic hits a pothole.

The van in the Underground Episode ‘The Pendant’ where Sonic blasted it because of stupid.

Note that despite it’s looks, it’s two of the three times that the car gets taken out of commission. Every other time, it’s as serviceable as the story needs it.

Here’s another thing: about Sonic Underground and the games have in common: Sonic’s an orphan.

Naoto Ohshima answering on Twitter if Sonic has family in the games universe.

(Baby Sonic in the Episode ‘Beginnings’)

Who could say no to that cute face?

Especially when he ends up losing his parents later.

(Tot!Sonic in the same episode)

Whoops.

Speaking of which, Sonic in this series only cries a grand total of once, and it’s actually when he’s suffered loss in the form of his adopted parents getting kidnapped?

As in, when he’s a tiny tot?

That seems like another Canon Games!Sonic trait that gets ignored often for Underground.

Fifth thing that links Underground and Canon together: Both versions of Sonic are extremely picky about their choice of music.

Greenyvertekins translated a bit of the SA1 guidebook which makes mention of Sonic’s fussiness on music.

Most of the songs in Sonic Underground led to a more rock-ish theme, even when it doesn’t make sense for that episode. (I’m looking at you, Liberty Rocks. When the fuck did Lady Liberty exist in Sonic’s World?) Even the ones that try to lean away from the rockish themes still have a guitar/piano/dums combo, which is what the Underground use as a rock band.

All of the bases/locations under Robotnik’s control in Underground (with the exception of Stripe’s valley, but that’s a plot point in and of itself) showcase the amount of greed and a desire for control that even Eggman has in the games. I’d argue that because Robotnik is also willing to host rich floppiness to suck out their money as well, I can honestly say that he spends as much on frivolous shit as Eggman does in the Games. I would not be surprised if there were plans to give Robotnik a casino like Eggman Carnival in Shadow the Hedgehog.

Oh, and one final thing – No matter what story reasons dictated this idea, Sonic being able to pull out Caliburn in Sonic and the Black knight ends up accidentally hinting to those in the know about Arthurian Tales that Sonic may, in fact have Royal lineage in him. IIRC, Caliburn is the original name of Excalibur, and the sword itself is often stated to only be able to be pulled by the ‘one true king’ of Camelot.

That’s it, that’s my Ted Talk.

[hermits-that-craft]

Sudden Ends - A Bio and Adopted Au fic

He had been playing in the attic when the men came. Tommy was watching as toy-fundy and toy-sally fought, while making Henry The Cow and Buttercup The Bee run around. He hadn’t noticed the slamming doors, he hadn’t heard the screams from Quackity. 

He notices when a man ran into the attic, a torch in his hand. The man looks around the room, before seeing Tommy. Tommy gasps, trying to hide behind some boxes as the man runs to him, picking him up in his other arm.

“C’mon kid, we’re going to protect you from those monsters.” The man says, his voice harsh. Tommy struggles, holding Henry close to his chest. Tommy doesn’t scream, but tears fall down his face.

“I found a kid!” The man yells, and some men whoop in joy. “He’s human, so we ought to get him out before we torch the place.”

Tommy is carried out into the field, watching as a torch is thrown through a window of his home. Tommy bites the man holding him. He’s dropped, and he hits his head against a rock, blacking out instantly.

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Phil walks through the forest, the smell of soot and smoke invading his senses. He knows what’s happening, a raid had been spoken about in the town, hushed whispers and glances his way were all it took to silence their talks, but he knows why.

He knows what the town thinks of him.

Phil walks towards the smoke, his sword heavy by his side. He finds the house, and he stands at the tree border as he watches the flames catch and curl around the walls and the stone. Phil tears his eyes away from the house, surveying the crowd. One man holds his arm, glaring towards the ground, while the other men cheer and laugh. A boy lies on the ground, blood pooling around his head. Anger flashes through Phil’s mind, and Phil is barely able to suppress his instincts to fly to the boy. Instead, he takes a deep breath in.

“So, you’ve taken to killing children now.” Phil says, walking towards the group. They jump, before a sword meets Phil’s throat - When did he approach them? “Very mature, very legal. I’m sure the courts will pardon you for murder and arson.”

“The kid isn’t dead.” A man says. “Back up.”

“Assault of a minor, then.” Phil rolls his eyes. “Go back to your homes, and I won’t report who I saw here, James.”

The men look nervously between each other, before nodding and leaving. One moves to help the child, but James grabs him before he can help. Phil sighs, relaxing until his wings are out from under his robes. He summons a water bucket, flying over and dumping on the fires. He can’t stop it all, but he can help the boy.

He picks up the blonde boy, wrapping him in his cloak, before he takes off into the air. Another son, this one blonde. Just until he knows if the child’s parents were spared.

“Let’s go home.”

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hi there! i was wondering if you could do an angsty todoroki x female reader where he and endeavor get into a really bad argument? she tries to comfort him but he then lashes out on her? happy ending, please! thank you so much! 💞💞

sure thing!! like my bio says, all my writings will be gender neutral. only they/them pronouns are used, but you can substitute them for whatever pronouns you'd like while reading! although i don’t think i actually used any pronouns for (y/n) anyways... whoops lmao.

i couldn't bring myself to make todoroki do anything super mean bc he's too much of a Good Boi™ asdkfhlkfhdhjfsdakfa

that being said, i hope you enjoy!!

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It was a pleasant evening. You had made your way over to your boyfriend, Shoto's house around noon, and had been hanging out ever since. The both of you were currently relaxing on his bed, your legs sprawled across his, both your noses buried in books. "SHOTOOOOOOO." The word seemed to shake the entire room. Probably because it did.

You sat up, looking over at Shoto with concern. He sighed, eyes swirling with anger and annoyance. You placed your hand on his shoulder in a reassuring manner, but he just removed it with a sigh. Getting up from his bed, he stalked to the door. "I'll be right back." The door slid open, swallowing Shoto, and then shut with a violent smack.

Verbal bullets fired rapidly, voices booming. Now it was your turn to sigh. You knew how much Shoto hated his father, and everyone knew how much of a pain in the ass the Number Two Hero was. You wished you could help your boyfriend, but it really wasn't your place at the moment, seeing you were in Endeavor's house.. You looked back up at the door as the shouting increased in volume.

It was about half an hour later that Shoto stormed back into his room, slamming the door after him. You, who had lain down again, trying to focus on reading, quickly sat up again. "Hey, are you alright?" His gaze met yours with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. He'd almost forgotten you were here.

"I'm fine." The words came out stiff, unfriendly. You could tell he needed some time to cool off, but you still felt horrible leaving him like this.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked cautiously. He seemed to tense, still standing a ways from you and his bed.

"No." There was an edge to his voice, one that you often heard when he addressed his father, but never you.

"Okay, well, if you change your mind, I'm all ears." You gave him a small smile.

"I said I'm fine." You sighed, hopping to your feet. He glanced at you as you made your way over to him, placing your arm on his shoulder like you had earlier.

"Shoto, c'mon, you know everything he says is bullsh-" You were cut off when he smacked your hand away from him. You let out a small gasp, surprised at his actions.

"Damnit, (Y/N), I said I'm fine! I don't need your pity party. You're not my therapist. Just leave me alone." He stalked over to his bed, grabbing your book and throwing it in your general direction. You lept towards the book in a flailing panic, hoping it wouldn't get damaged by your boyfriend's carelessness.

"I... Fine. I'll see you later, I guess. Or not." You whispered that last part, collecting the rest of your belongings and stalking out the door. You passed Endeavor on the way out, who gave you a sideways glare that you happily returned.

A frown graced your features as you marched home, tears gently pricking at your eyes. It hadn't really been what Shoto had said that upset you the most; it was the way he said it. His tone was so frigid, so belittling. And, yes, his words had hurt you. It's just...he'd never lashed out at you before.

It was upsetting on so many levels. All you'd done was try to help him feel better. Why'd he have to be a dick about it? You heaved another sigh, flicking a tear off your face. Whatever. He was just upset, and you were in the way. Heat of the Moment stuff he didn't mean.

...Right?

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Shoto couldn't sleep. His sheets were tied in knots around his legs from the amount of tossing and turning he'd been doing. How could he have said such awful things to you? He'd just been so angry... All you'd tried to do was make him feel better.

Gods, he was such a dick! He needed to apologize. Now. The boy shot up from his bed, making his way to his phone. He was instead slammed into the floor, forgetting his legs were currently a Gordian knot.

Ripping his legs free of the linens, he sprang back up, dialing your number as fast as humanly possible.

rrrrrrr.

rrrrrrr.

rrrrrrr.

Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging sys-

Shoto ended the call. Well, it was 4am; what did he expect. Regardless, he grabbed a jacket, slid on some shoes, and ran out of the house. He ran faster than what felt like he'd ever run before. When he got to your house, he went around to where your room was and blasted a column of ice beneath him, using a bush as a structural base, until he was at equal height with your window.

__________________________

Your were rudely awoken by a rapid tapping noise. Opening your eyes, you glanced around your room, spotting a shadowy figure behind the blinds on your window. The fuck? Leaving the warmth of your bed, you begrudgingly made your way to said window. Pulling the chord to lift the blinds, your eyes met a heterochromatic pair.

"Shoto?" You question aloud, opening your window so he would climb in. "What the fuck are you doing here at-" You glanced at your alarm clock. "FOUR IN THE MORNING???????"

"I came to apologize. I was a total dick earlier and you were just trying to be helpful and I'm not good with this whole feelings thing and I said things I didn't mean and-" The boy's frantic rambling was cut off as you connected your lips with his. When you pulled away, you cupped his face gently, rubbing your thumbs across his cheeks.

"Apology accepted." A soft smile graced your face as you placed your forehead against his. "Since you're here, do you wanna come in?" Shoto smiled, humming a 'yeah' in response. He crawled through your window quite clumsily, which was fucking adorable to watch in your opinion.

The two of you made your way over to your bed, cocooning yourselves under the warm sheets. Shoto wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace, tracing patters onto your shoulder. You returned the favor, savoring his affection. "I love you." He sighed, pressing soft kisses onto your drooping eyelids.

"I love you too." You yawned, sleep dragging you back into the depths of unconsciousness.

[spelviin]

ok i know i need to sleep but i cant stop thinking about the IMPLICATIONS OF ALL THIS like

was sparrow privy to this plan? did he know about the knife or was he anticipating a genuine apology? if he knew, how the fuck did lark convince him to go along with it? 

was lark motivated solely by the rogue card, or did he legit secretly flip to the o-dads at some point? is that why willy reached out to him specifically? 

willy fucking knowing not only ABOUT the unsung hero, but correctly guessing the IDENTITY of the unsung hero. i mean it’s possible he just heard it from boreanaz at some point (or that boreanaz was working for/with willy from the word go, which is also very fun but i’ll get to that in a bit), but still odd that he both knew that fact and considered it the last, most important message to communicate before being banished to a demiplane

it’s pretty much been canonically confirmed by now that the doodler had a part in willy’s death/transportation to faerun, but the exact circumstances are still unclear. is he finally going to be confirmed as a legit warlock of the doodler? 

but honestly this explains so fucking much bc like. the first time we ever saw willy show fear was when henry really started tapping into his power during the ravenloft fight, suggesting that he’s at least somewhat familiar with the source of those powers

and then there’s also the fucking charleston chew incident, which no one ever mentions but has been nagging at me literally since it happened, because like, what possible reason could willy have for randomly trying to poison darryl with a cursed chew? a chew that was specifically cursed using doodler magic (a magic that henry recognized but also could not counteract, which is also very interesting)

i never thought i’d actually get to make this post since the season was ending but well here we are so actual theory on the table under the cut bc it’s long as hell whoops

in the moment of his death, the doodler (possibly motivated by some connection with stud, the only unaccounted-for member of the amod crew, but i admit that’s an even longer shot than normal in this theory full of long shots) reached out to willy and offered him a second chance at life in exchange for his services

willy, being a self-preserving sonofabitch, agreed, but HATED the notion that he had anyone in charge of him. so he set the daddy magic plan in motion hoping to eventually gain enough power to overthrow the doodler or something

but all the while, he had this backup contingency plan that involved bringing together the descendants of the people who stopped it the last time it tried to devour a world 

he gathers barry, a previous vessel and hildy’s descendant, and bill, who he probably thinks is meryl’s descendant bc he’s such a fucking misogynist that he wouldn’t even consider christine factoring into this, and tries to enlist frank as well

but when frank refuses to go along with it, he can’t kill him, since the doodler might need him (we know how much it likes snacking on wilsons, after all), so instead of outright murder, willy paeden-fies him to remove him as a threat while keeping him accessible in case he ever needs to use the doodler contingency plan

so he puts his plan into motion - the kids get kidnapped and sold according to willy’s needs. the twins are sent to neverwinter to be trained by the doodler cult, terry is sent to roqueporte to have his memories of terry sr. drained (probably making him an easier source of daddy magic for ppl who are not his bio dad). nick doesn’t get where he was intended to go and ends up with the watermice, and grant, like paeden, is sent to a combat-focused environment where he is easily accessible for doodler or daddy magic purposes if needed

fast forward to this episode, the boys make it home, willy’s got a hook through his throat and is staring into an empty demiplane knowing he’s well and truly fucked, so he activates his contingency plan and ensures his patron’s return to power by communicating the one missing ingredient for the summoning ritual to lark. 

bada bing, bada boom, you got yourself a chaos apocalypse baybee

anyways this is porbs like totally incoherent, but fuck it, it’s like 12 am and i have work tomorrow and i cba to even read this back over to see if it makes sense, just know i have a lot of Thoughts about this and idk how i’m gonna wait like 2 months or whatever for answers, if we even get em then 

oh man i’m stressin

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wip whenever

cheers for the tag @damejudyhench. This (quite long) excerpt is kind of cheating because it’s actually being removed from my next chapter (and just referred to briefly by Jaq instead) but here is something from Felix’s POV as he attempts to watch a tossball match and is instead distracted by having to convince Jaq to go for it with Phineas.

I think most people have been tagged but just in case, tagging in @antoncrane @lamiahypnosia and @saltunafish

“I call shotgun on the shower!” Felix yelled, bounding up the stairs of the Unreliable two at a time.

The boss made an irritable noise but they didn’t argue and he heard the familiar sound of the captain’s chair creaking as they settled into it. They were probably going to contact the Doc anyway, he thought. They usually did whenever they returned from a mission.

They’d been on Monarch almost a week, beating back the bandits who were attacking the supply routes and delaying the rations making it out from Stellar Bay to rest of the settlements. It had been heavy going, but with the support of the Iconoclasts they had eventually cleared the route. Felix had hoped they’d have been due some sort of reward on return to the city but instead Jaq had spent several hours in meetings with Mr Nandi and Zora, and rather than hang around listening to them talk politics he had drifted over to Left Field to catch up on the tossball league. There were games on tonight he didn’t want to miss.

He stripped off rapidly and dove under the showerhead before the water had finished warming up. He shivered and puffed out his cheeks, working to scrub the marauder blood from his skin. The pressure wasn’t as good as he’d gotten used to on the Hope but it would suffice in washing out the stains and the smell of sulphur from his hair.

By the time the steam had started to rise in the bathroom and obscure the mirror, he was done and out, wrapping himself in a thread-bare towel before darting down the corridor with soggy feet. SAM would get to the puddles before Jaq was done chatting, he could still hear their voice echoing up from the cockpit, and very faintly in the background, the familiar laugh of Doc Welles.

He was glad to be back aboard the Unreliable but Felix did miss the Hope, more than he’d expected. At first he’d been disappointed when Jaq had told him he was staying behind and missing out on the adventures they were having but he’d discovered it was actually pretty good fun getting to rebuild the abandoned facility and help out with experiments. That and it was nice hanging with the younger lab techs and watching tossball with them.

Oh, shit! If he was quick he might catch the end of the Hammers game before Rangers v Backers kicked off.

Felix bounded down the hallway and into the mess, snagging a case of zero-gees from the fridge and a bag of spacer-chips. It sounded like Jaq was still finishing up their conversation so he flicked on the aetherwave and flopped down on the sofa.

It was nearing the end of the first quarter when Jaq finally emerged from their room. They dropped down beside him and Felix passed them a bottle of zero-gee that had grown lukewarm in the time it had taken them to freshen up.

“Everything ok with the Doc?”

He sure hoped so. The old man was surprisingly fun to be around, always ushering Felix over when he had a cool new chemical to show him or something really weird happened with an experiment. And Phineas never made him feel stupid, even when he had to ask for the super long science words to be explained. The Doc would get all excited and break it down for him so he could understand and Felix was starting to get a grasp on some of the processes that went on in the lab.

“Yeah, he’s fine,” Jaq replied taking a long swig on their drink. “One of the door mechanisms had jammed in the crew quarters and apparently the team of four bio-chemists he sent to fix it couldn’t figure out the wiring.”

Yeah, Felix could imagine that all too well. In his time aboard the Hope he’d discovered half those lab-coated so-called geniuses couldn’t figure out how to build a bunk or salvage the workable bits from an old air-scrubber.

Jaq snorted and took another swig. “Anyway, Phin wanted me to talk him through the electrics whilst he had the panel open. He’s fixed it now.”

“That’s good. He’ll be disappointed he missed the Hammer’s game though.”

Jaq gave him a confused look.

“Phin watches tossball? I thought he hated it,” they said, as a crunching tackle sent a chorus of cheers up from the crowd watching in the stands and Felix punched the air.

He reached for the chips and stuffed down a handful before nodding. “I’ve been teaching him the rules. He seemed real surprised how much maths is involved. I never really thought of it like that, but anyway, he’s kinda starting to get the plays. I think.”

“Huh. And he supports the Hammers?”

Felix frowned. “Well, yeah, obviously. I said he had to pick a team and he asked who your team was and I said you backed the Hammers but that was a real bad choice because their twenty-eighth back has been injured all season and they don’t have a good defensive play and – oh come on, ref!”

The replay showed the towering Rizzo’s fifth back hurling the Backers forward off the ball.

“Anyway. I did warn him but I guess it makes sense he’d pick them, to avoid rows and stuff. I mean, I could never date anyone who didn’t support the Rangers. No offense, boss.”

There was a sudden spluttering noise from beside him and when Felix finally dragged his eyes away from the aetherwave Jaq was wiping frothy suds from their mouth with a damp sleeve. They gave another cough before taking a tentative sip.

“We’re not . . . dating,” they said eventually and Felix didn’t miss the red glow to the back of their neck.

“Oh, really?” That didn’t make any sense. “But you talk over the secure transmission all the time and he’s always real happy afterward, like bobbing around the lab and humming and stuff.” Felix scratched his head and turned back to the game in time to see a two man tackle go in on a forward who’d begun a promising darting run at goal. He winced as the player hit the deck with a thud picked up clearly by the mics.

“Really?”

Jaq didn’t seem to be paying attention to the game and Felix really wanted to concentrate on it but they were being kind of weird so he nodded. “Yeah, and he talks about you all the time. It’s always, ‘Jaq did this’ and ‘Jaq said that’ and ‘Jaq’s a big hero.’”

It was kind of fun actually. Phineas always wanted to hear all the cool adventures the crew had been on and he never seemed to get tired of Felix talking about what life used to be like aboard the Unreliable. He’d always listen intently and chuckle at things or ask questions about the boss and the others. Well, mostly the boss, now he really thought about it.

“You really aren’t . . . like . . . a thing? But didn’t he stay in your bed that time?” he asked with a grimace. He liked the two of them and it was nice to think they might be happy together but he really, really didn’t want to think about them smashing asteroids. Gross.

Jaq’s neck was about as red as a landing beacon at this point and Felix decided it was best not to look in their direction.

“I told you before, the camp bed is uncomfortable,” they muttered.

Felix shrugged and went in for another handful of chips. Jaq really didn’t seem interested in the food and they’d finished their beer but were still picking at the label on the empty bottle, swilling the last of the dregs.

“So, you think . . ?

The Rangers’ forward pack were beating their way through the Wednesday zone now, repelling backs left right and centre. He fidgeted in his seat, gripping the edge of the sofa as they battered through the last defensive line on the way to the goal . . .

“You think he might be interested in me?”

Felix whooped, diving out of his seat and spraying crumbs across the floor. “What a shot!”

He punched the air, grinning with elation before dropping back onto the sofa. Jaq didn’t seem very excited about the goal.

“Sure, boss. Trust me, I’ve watched loads of serials, I know what a proper romance looks like.”

Felix drained the last of his zero-gee whilst the teams set up for the restart. If Rangers kept this up then he would be collecting his winnings from Left Field tomorrow morning before they got back to work. He was contemplating whether he might be able to afford a new souvenir jersey when a sudden thought occurred to him.

“Wait, hang on,” he said, turning to Jaq who was staring into space. “If you and the Doc weren’t busy raising profits that night then Ellie owes me 20 bits!”