#(spongebob pointing meme) AME SPOTTED

[youkaigakkou-tl]

Volume 16 Extras Translated

[katyspersonal]

some fake bitch in Soulsborne fandom: Lmaaoooo the take that [insert something that doesn't follow their very one-dimensional, nuance-less version] is so braindead and nonsensical, like did?? everyone??? just suddenly forget???? this this and that detail in lore?????? Yall I am begging you to understand what subtext is and also to actually read into the story! We don't have to put up with these blatant misinterpretation just because you 1) are all misogynists 2) lack media literacy 3) want to defend white male character #158254 (select what applies). Anyways lol let's see how many soulsborne weirdos will want to crucify me for having actually CARED to analyze the lore 😭😭😭

me, an ACTUAL lore enthusiast: Hey, I accept your challenge with the very weapon of YOUR choice - the meticulous focus on the presumed implication of the writers and commonly neglected lore bits! Here is my essay going into excruciating detail on why your point about lore is wrong and so your toxic behavior doesn't even have factual backup. I hope you can appreciate how I haven't missed a single obscure item and how much new information you have learned from it as well as my masterful use of Spongebob memes.

the very same fake bitch: *sweats nervously* Ummmm w-well, why do you think obsessing over lore gives you intellectual high ground in the discourse..... W-we can all have opinions and our own interpretations and be mature about it!!! After all, Soulsborne fandom is about having fun, not about seeking the One True Lore...... I-I for one don't even care about loredigging that much, I just do what makes me happy and so should everyone else <3

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So, NOW you condemn the hassle about seeking "truth"? So, NOW you want to respect different readings within the fandom, including those that neglect some details? After you got beaten in YOUR OWN game? Coward.

It is seriously not okay that it happens from time to time, and, I want to tell that you people should always watch out for this particular brand of hypocrisy. The more you spot such """changes""" and document them, the less you will be worried about discourse. There is really nothing to be stressed about when it comes from opponents so pathetic they don't even have set standards and just tell whatever makes them have moral high ground at the moment

[towerofgodscreamblogwink]

Bam forgets Khun’s name after callin him Khun for too long

 It was midday, Bam had been conversing with his new acquaintances over the pocket; a group of wonderful people he met at a furry convention. When asked about his friends, he cheerfully answered, “Of course, I know all about them! Especially Khun, since we’re the closest.”

 Khun, who's been focused on his phone, perked up. He turned his head to Bam, and couldn’t but snicker bitterly to himself, “Okay, bitch ass, what’s my name?”

 Bam blinked, then twice, “What do you mean, Khun, this is your-”

“I meant my name.”

 And, oh god, oh christ, Bam could feel the ground shaking. Indeed, what the fuck is this catboy tax evader’s name? He had to think of something quickly, he realized, as he could feel Khun’s cold piercing gaze. Suddenly, he remembers a certain TV show…

“I’d like a call to a best friend.”

“I am your best friend.”

 And Holy Shit, Bam could almost feel the windows shattered as Khun looked at him as if he was about to fucking murder him on the spot. The air between them was more lethal, than when he asked the cashier over one too many pickles in his hamburger, “I’d like to see a manager.” and the cashier replied “I am the manager.”

 But wait a moment. Hasn’t he called this Blue Smurf’s name back then, at the hand of Arlene? Yes, he’s certain of it…

 But it’s as if the name was behind the fog…No…Bam must remember…It’s his best friend, after all…!

“Your…Your name is…!”

“My name…?”

“It’s…It’s… Mr. Cat Food, it’s you!”

  Khun has inhaled the air as the spongebob meme taught him. He regretted his life decisions deeply at this very moment.

 He has to speak. He couldn’t leave it like this. He couldn’t keep his emotions bottled up. Their friendship was flawed, and it could no longer be ignored - they had to acknowledge it.

 So he spoke, as eloquently as he could, “Bam, you dumb fuck.”

 Bam couldn’t believe it. Right in front of his salad? He tried looking at Khun, but no, he doesn’t deserve his attention. The fool has already chosen his path. He tsked, as he spoke, still not looking him in the eye, “And you’re fat.”

 Khun gasped. Everything else he could say - but it had to be it. 

 Khun was stronk. However…His weak point…

 As the violent memories of none other than Khun Eduan calling him a fat twink returned, he couldn’t help but stutter, “F…Fat…?”

 Bam looked at him, and locked their eyes together. This was it. The fool has fallen into the trap. Perhaps he should feel bad for his former friend, but…no, Khun Papaya Agnis has already chosen his fate. 

 His eyes remain cold, as he speaks, with a voice devoid of emotion…

“Joe mama.”

 Khun died.

[yakuzacasual]

I need you to know I read that Daigo post liek 6 times in the past 12 hours. Imagine Daigo going about his business when he remembers something he said and he just out of fight or flight responses crushes whatever is in his hand (usually a pen or box of cigs) or if he’s friends with the person, they might lowly say one of his pick up lines to him in his slurred tone and he’s hit w flashbacks that make him wanna run. Any thoughts? I have so many ideas if you ever want to discuss🥰

PREFACE

Good day, we continue on our endeavour to bully Daigo.

Idk how I feel about the result of this one, especially since I was writing it during a lecture and half-alseep, but it definitely was fun. The idea was *tries to correctly spell out gorgeous a few times because life imitates memes* gorgeous and I am forever in your debt. Hope you’re having an amazing day!

DAIGO GETTING TEASED FOR HIS “PHASE”

This scenario is kind of a follow up to THIS.

With how dignified and confident he acts, everyone instantly assumes that Daigo Dojima is constantly at the top of his game. What they don’t realize is that underneath that very well-maintained facade he’s been keeping up for years now, there is still a simple, self-loathing man, forever burdened by all kinds of stupid shit he has done in his youth. Being a god awful flirt is one of them, as previously explored, and now that he’s got a living, breathing proof of this past misbehaviour by his side, controlling the sudden waves of shame has gotten harder than ever. You have seen him at the pinnacle of his worst, at the lowest he could sink with the slurred flirting and wandering hands. And yet, after the somewhat weird reconciliation, you’ve still accepted him as your friend. He regrets that now, albeit only a bit.

At times he just randomly remembers bits and pieces by himself. Maybe it’s a box of cigs that reminds him of a brand he used to smoke back in the day, maybe he accidentally stumbles upon a nice, white jacket and his mind wanders to the puffy monster he once owned? All sorts of things may end up being his spark, even most random ones that none would ever suspect. The result, however, is always the same. It’s always a raging fire inside of his brain - a scene straight from Spongebob really, if you know, you know - and a look of absolute apathy on his tired face, as he takes out his embarrassment-turned-anger on whatever he has on hand. The cig box? Squished. The pencil? Broken in half. The phone? Cracked and his hand is now bleeding, stabbed with small glass bits and he doesn’t even realize it until someone points it out. Please help this man. The reaction is but an instinct and Daigo doesn’t control it well, if at all. He’d literally bend a road sign if that’s the closest thing he has. No aggression against living beings, though. Should he only have, say, a stray dog at hand, he’s going to gently pet the heck out of the lucky pup and, as he discovers, it’s even more therapeutic that way. He may even adopt a few strays into his office, without Kashiwagi knowing of course, and treat them like royalty while they help him unwind. 

Sometimes you take it upon yourself to tease him mercilessly, to the point where you’ve almost perfected your impression of his broody self. And by gods, nothing gets his goat quite like this does. He knows you don’t mean anything by it, you don’t do it out of spite, you just want to get a reaction. Still, it immediately awakens the fight or flight response and you do not wish to fight him. The flight response, though? Probably exactly the thing you would expect and want, which is Daigo’s ears going red - see, the emo haircut would’ve come in handy now, aye? - some nervous line barked right back at you, one that most likely makes no sense and then just one spin of the heel and he is GONE. With the long strides of his legs he is out of sight and out of mind the moment you blink and you can be sure he’ll stay away for the rest of the day, seeking for ways to alleviate the stress you’ve inflicted upon him. Now, all of the family is giving you nasty looks, knowing very well what went down, again, and expecting to end up as the collateral damage of the boss being in a bad mood, again. Should you make the teasing your MO, you’re going to be both the most beloved person amongst the lower underlings - your guts are just something else, they concur - but also the number one public enemy of anyone working directly under Daigo. And of that he is well aware, so he makes absolutely sure that no one tries anything stupid.

In his free time, he is trying to prepare for the future instances of your teasing. He has full out conversations with himself, preparing  for a variety of different things you may such just so that he has a properly witty response, while also sounding like he just came up with it on the spot. He puts a lot of effort into playing out the scenarios, sometimes even getting some closest friends to support him. Unfortunately, it hardly ever pays off. Most of the time you just end up surprising him to the point where he forgets his lines and becomes a bumbling mess instead. It makes him ditch the initial idea of training all together, grow a few more silver strands and also form a fresh furrow on his forehead.

While it may not seem like it, Daigo is not mad at you for the teasing. If anything, he considers it to be a good way to get over his anxiety and slowly stop caring about the stuff that he can’t really change. You may want to gift him with things such as these anti-stress balls that you can squeeze in your hands, he’ll be absolutely elated to know you care, but do be prepared to have the ball jokingly thrown at you whenever you start your shenanigans again. With time and practice he may even join the banter, maybe even have some competitions for the worst pickup lines amongst his closest friends or best impressions of himself. In general, thanks to this influence, he starts to embrace the weird phase he’s always been ashamed of as an integral part of who he is today and learns how to change it into a joke. He won’t stop occasionally crushing shit, though.

[deadinsidedressage]

The Mitzy Preparation Logs: Boarding Found Part 2--- ERROR 404 BOARDING NOT FOUND

In a FUN, EXCITING turn of events... when I emailed the facility I thought I had an agreement with about boarding there this Spring they informed me they’re full! I found this out while trying to nail down logistics for shipping so I can actually scheduling a ship day for me horse. This was especially a fun thing because I had explicitly asked to be notified if anyone else was looking at their open slot because I was willing to pay to hold the spot but the BO didn’t seem to think that was necessary back in January and said she’d keep in touch!  So that was a fun Saturday afternoon revelation. I then went about emailing every facility that didn’t immediately scream “YOUR HORSE WILL DIE HERE” about boarding and got “We’re full and we have a wait list!” from the other dressage barns in the area. Had one that got back to me Saturday night that had openings and seemed okayish based on the phone call so I scheduled to go out and check it out after work Sunday (via texting the BM to confirm a time).  Right so this place was completely impossible to find pictures of their facility online, like even their website didn’t have pictures... sketchy.  They were on a dirt road... slightly sketchy for the part of the state I live in.  I get up there and the fencing is... rusty,  page wire with no top board... just a sagging white electric fence tape, and it’s literally crumpled up and down all over the place (like clearly something has dug itself out before and perhaps some horses have smooshed their way out...). The pastures were also the untenable combo of extremely muddy and extremely rocky...  Anyway, I’m like “lol maybe there’s a secret non-dangerous turnout somewhere?” and call the BM because... literally no one is out there? I arrive right when I said I would and still no one to meet me? No boarders at all? I mean I saw a few horses but like no people? So the BM doesn’t answer her phone. At which point I’m full Spongebob Ight Imma Head Out meme because honestly it was literally a nightmare boarding situation it was honest to god the worst expectation I could’ve had.  The one positive is on my way home from that place (I drove like a huge ass circle going from work to sketch barn to home) I saw a facility that was not listed in Google search results that looked really good! Emailed them! They have an opening! I am checking it out tomorrow! Fingers fucking crossed! (I also panic emailed my boss as a super back up situation and she was like “oh yeah we could make that work” so there is that.)

[shawnpetermuffins]

Pictured with You (iii.)

A/n: I wanted to insert a little more Connor in this one, so here we go.

Summary: Connor thinks y/n and Shawn are getting too close and thinks they need to slow down.

Warnings: some fluff, some angst, and a lot of flashbacks

Word count: 2.5k

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The bus is quiet except for the soft clicks of my keyboard as I edit some photos, and Connor's occasional sigh when he can't fit a clip with another. Everyone had gone to bed hours ago, but neither of us were willing to stop working yet. Connor claimed his footage and ideas were "too exciting to put off until morning." But I just wasn't quite ready to sleep yet.

"Your knee is still pretty banged up," Connor mutters, looking up from his laptop.

I look down at the rough scab and run a finger over it, wincing. "Yeah, I probably should have taken better care of it after Shawn cleaned it."

"Hmm… I don't know why he was the one to clean it anyway."

I think back to the night just a week ago, when I was so determined to get the perfect shot, that I tripped and scraped up my knee pretty bad.

I don't even notice it, really. At least not at first. It's not until I feel that little bit of wetness on my jeans that I realize I might have hit something. And it's confirmed when Shawn comes into the green room, high on adrenaline. He reaches for me, like he does after every show despite the dirty looks from Andrew and Cez (who I'm assuming knows about Shawn's supposed promise to not try anything), but he stops short when he notices my leg.

"What the hell happened? Are you okay? Why are you bleeding?"

I brush off his worry with a dismissive hand. "I'm fine. Just fell when I was trying to get a photo. I got it, by the way, and it's definitely my favorite."

"Uh huh, that's great, hon. But you are really bleeding," he's on his knees in front of me, carefully trailing his thumb around the raw skin, seeing as the scrape also tore my jeans. "Does this hurt?" He pushes gently around my leg and I wince.

"Fuck. Yeah."

He sighs, "sit down."

"What? Why?"

"I have to clean it. It might get infected."

"Connor," I shake my head. "He was just being a good friend."

"Y/n, you can't keep saying that's all it is. I know what you look like when you like someone. I was once on the receiving end of it, remember that?"

"Fucking obviously, Con. And bow did that end for us?"

"We're still great friends," he tries to reason.

"But do you remember how long it took for us to get back here? We didn't talk for months. And no offense, but I'm not willing to lose my friendship with Shawn because I might have feelings for him. After what happened with us, I can't risk that again."

"So you do like him?"

I cross my arms over my chest defensively, "Yes. But it doesn't matter. I'm not gonna do anything about it."

"Other than lead him on?"

"Excuse me?"

He chuckles bitterly, "Nice hoodie."

"Don't." I give him a pointed look.

"When did he give it to you? Was it on one of your late night adventures?"

"How did you-?"

"You're not as quiet about leaving as you think you are."

"You're a dick. You know that?"

"I'm not the one playing with my friend's heart. Wearing his clothes, sitting in his lap when you think no one's around, sharing drinks, picking off each other's plates, sharing earbuds, falling asleep on each other, kissing foreheads and cheeks."

The more things he points out, the angrier I get. At myself, of course. Because he's right. This has gone way past unprofessional and I hate that I've let things go this far, knowing full well that we shouldn't be doing any of the things that we do.

"Do you see how this looks? Frankly, you and Shawn are lucky Andrew hasn't said anything to you guys yet."

"It won't get to that point," I mumble, shifting uncomfortably in my seat, suddenly too hot in Shawn's hoodie.

"I hope not, because I would hate to see you lose your job because you let your feelings get in the way."

"It won't happen," I say again.

He sighs as he watches me shrug out of Shawn's youth hoodie. "I'm not doing this to be mean, y/n. You know I love and care about you. That's why I'm saying this. I don't want to see you or Shawn get hurt."

I nod, "I know." I clear my throat. "I'm gonna go to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

"Y/n."

I sigh and turn back to face him, "Yeah?"

"You know I love you, right?"

I chew the inside of my cheek and stand up, fixing my shirt. "Yep." I grab my laptop and go to the bunks where I fully intend to cry myself to sleep.

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The tears fall silently once I'm settled in my bunk. Thinking about how much Shawn and I are jeopardizing not only our professional relationship, but our friendship too. I can't be wearing his clothes like it's nothing.

I walk out of the bathroom, freshly showered and the boys all turn to me, Shawn's eyes stay locked on me longer than Brian's or Connor's. And there's no masking the big smile on his face.

"What?" I ask quietly, sitting next to him.

"Nothing, nothing. You just look cozy, that's all." He pulls gently at the strings and boops my nose.

I scrunch up my face and get comfortable in my spot, legs underneath me as I scroll through Instagram.

And I wish I didn't know what Connor was referring to when he said I can't be sitting in Shawn's lap.

But we really did think we were the only ones in the room.

We're in his dressing room and Shawn's pulling his pinky ring on and off his finger over and over again, barely breathing, but letting out a loud sigh when he realizes how long it's been since he last took in air. It's hard to take pictures of him when he's like this. Anxious and fidgety. So I put my camera beside me and take his hands in mine, knowing that physical contact is always what helps calm him down. It didn't take a genius to figure that out.

"What's wrong, bub?"

He exhaled deeply, letting go of my hands only to place his on my hips, pulling me down to his lap. "I don't know. I just can't think straight." His head leans forward, resting against my chest.

I wrap one arm around the back of his neck and tug softly on the curls on the back of his neck. "Well what are you thinking about?"

After a few seconds of silence, I can hear him mumble into my shirt. "Sound check was a disaster. And I haven't been able to reach my mom all day. My sister went on a date and I swear to god, I will kill that boy if he tries anything with her. And I really miss my dad because he's always telling me that it'll all be alright." He pick his head up, "and have you noticed that Connor's always staring at us when we're together? It's like he has some type of radar up when we're near each other. And he like… doesn't stop until one of us leaves. It's weird right?"

I let out a nervous chuckle, "wow, you weren't kidding when you said you were everywhere."

"Y/n."

"Shh… just close your eyes." I tilt his head back a little bit and get off his lap. He protests though and brings me back, this time straddling him, eyes still closed. I know I should, but I don't fight him on it. "Okay, I'm gonna do this thing my mom used to do when I felt restless as a kid. Just focus on my voice, okay?"

He nods, his hands resting firmly on my hips, keeping me safe against him.

And it's not like we intended to share drinks! We just both ended up getting something the other person liked.

"What'd you get?" Shawn asks, taking a sip of his smoothie, his nose wrinkling a bit after he swallows.

"They said it's piña colada. But all I'm getting is the pineapple. What'd you get?"

"Strawberry kiwi."

"But don't you hate kiwi?" I ask, taking another sip of my drink."

"I'm trying something new. Sue me."

I laugh when he coughs after a large gulp. "You don't like it, do you?"

He shakes his head, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Want to try mine?"

"Sure," he says and we switch cups. He hums in content, holding the cup just far enough from his face to stare at it the way people apparently do when they try something they like. "This is really good." He drinks a little more and I take the opportunity to try his - which, by the way, I like a lot more.

"If you want it, you can have it," I manage to say with a little smoothie still in my mouth.

"You sure?"

I nod, "I happen to like yours more too."

He just laughs and holds the cup out for us to cheers. I smile knowing I can't deny him. He makes it a point to shout out "Clink!" when our paper cups touch.

"I swear you're six years old," I mumble into the straw.

He mocks a pained expression, hand over his heart. "I am hurt. Truly devastated that you think so little of me."

I shove his shoulder, shaking my head, "Shut up!"

And until Connor brought it up, I didn't think there was anything wrong with the way Shawn and I picked food off each other's plate. We like the same food, it's not like Brian wasn't stealing fries from my plate too. What? Was I suddenly trying to get with him as well?

"Shawn, turn your face to the side real quick," I say, holding my camera up to my eye. He's stuffing an overly ranch covered fry in his mouth, but turns anyway and just as I hear the shutter sound, I reach across the table and steal a fry myself.

"I saw that," he says with a smirk.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I respond, covering my mouth as I swallow.

"You have your own fries, you know?"

"Ah, yes. But mine are cute and curly, like your hair. While yours are straight and normal, which, if you ask me, always taste better when they're not yours."

"I think all fries taste better when they're not yours. Let's test it, shall we?" He hands me another fry from his plate and takes two from mine. He's nodding before he even puts them in his mouth. "Yep, definitely confirmed."

"Don't talk with your mouth full," I scold him.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," he mimics, hands on his hips as if trying to recreate one of the many spongebob memes that have surfaced over the past couple years.

I'm quick to snap a picture of his figure and can't help but laugh out loud when it pops up on my screen.

"You know, I think it's you that makes everything better." He says seriously after I put my camera back down.

"What are you talking about?" I reach for his plate again and he doesn't even try to fight me, doesn't look down at my hand. He's just staring at my face, taking everything in. I suddenly become self conscious under the impromptu surveying he's doing and turn my face away from him to chew.

"Jesus Christ, your beautiful." I don't think he meant for me to hear that, so I pretend that I don't.

And for sure, sharing earbuds isn't flirtatious, right? Connor's just making a big deal out of nothing, trying to make me question everything I do around Shawn as if we aren't functioning adults who can make our own decisions… and mistakes.

"What are you listening to?" Shawn plops down beside me, hair wet from his shower only minutes ago.

"Dive," I mumble, scribbling a couple of sentences down.

"By Ed?"

I only respond with a soft yes because I'm on a roll with the story I'm writing and I know if I stop not I don't get that flow back.

"Can I listen too?"

I take out one earbud and hand it to him, never looking up from my piece of paper. Out of the corner of my eye. I can see him bobbing his head, and since one ear is now free to listen to the world outside of the music in my head, I can hear him tapping the table to the beat.

"Don't tell me you need me… if you don't believe it," he sings to me, holding his hand out to me, like a microphone.

I roll my eyes, but hold onto his hand ready to sing the next line. "Let me know the truth… before I dive right into you."

"I could fall, or I could fly. Here in your aeroplane."

"I could live, I could die, hanging on to words you say."

"I've been known to give my own, sitting back looking at every mess that I've made."

"So don't call me baby… unless you mean it."

We continue alternating lines until the song ends and we have stupid grins on our face despite the judging stares from Mike and Zubin.

I'm smiling like a child when Imagination comes on next and watch as Shawn grows increasingly more red. So I start singing to him.

"I keep craving, craving you. Don't know it,but it's true. Can't get my mouth to say the words they want to say to you."

He's shaking his head and takes out the earbud. I don't stop though. I sing the song, in its entirety to him, laughing continuously through every verse.

I wipe at my, no doubt, puffy eyes and turn on my side, facing say from the curtain.

Falling asleep was never the intention. I fully intended on removing myself from him once the coffee started to kick in. But the coffee never did do that. And I felt myself drifting faster and faster. It wasn't until we were at the radio station that felt a soft pair of lips on my hairline, peppering the skin with gentle, almost nonexistent kisses. "Mea vita, time to wake up, y/n/n."

I grumble softly, lifting my head just enough to rest my forehead on his. Without so much as a second thought, I press a kiss to his cheek, smiling sleepily. "Thanks for being my pillow," I murmur.

He brushes a strand of hair from my face. "Anytime."

I nudge his cheek with my nose, still half asleep, choosing to ignore that gnawing feeling in my stomach that is telling me that this is wrong. Dangerous, even, for our friendship. "Let's get to work, my cute little rockstar."

I sigh deeply. I'm gone for him. Completely. And its gonna hurt like a motherfucker when this spark - that is currently burning like a wildfire inside me - dissipates, leaving nothing but debris and loss in its wake.

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[scullysexual]

I am overwhelmed

You know that meme with the college girl “me at the start of the year vs me at the end of the year” that is currently me and we are only FOUR DAYS INTO THIS.

I want to die.

I just want to press pause and just have time to figure out what the fuck is actually happening. I got so overwhelmed and started crying cause I just didn’t know what to do. I can deal with these early mornings, I can’t deal with being in 9 till half 5, I can’t deal with not being able to fall asleep. I’m just so tired. 

I come home and I cook food, watch spongebob and eat the food, have an hour and then I’m going to bed to wake up at half 6. I don’t want to do that. I don’t have time to do anything. I want to write but I’m too tired, I need to pause my driving lessons cause that’s now becoming a difficult thing and I’m so close to the end.

I’m just pissed off that we got our timetable a week before we were due to start and by that point I’d already paid to live in my apartment- a FORTY MINUTE WALK AWAY FROM MY UNI. Had I known we’d be starting at 9am I would’ve looked for somewhere closer but I DIDN’T KNOW and I’m angry and scared that one day I’m gonna get a migraine and I won’t be able to walk home and I’m just gonna want to die on the spot because I can’t move. I just can’t handle this shit right now and I feel like I’m supposed to because I’m an ‘adult’ well, hun, I’m not, at least not mentally. 

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Cyberverse Season 2 episode 3 & 4 & 5 watch!

This is going to be a doozy, I can feel it already

Episode 3

YO IT’S WHEELJACK!!! Everyone’s fun weird wild uncle!!

“See, it works great!” *CRASH*

Man it’d be so sweet if Brainstorm was in Cyberverse, he and Wheeljack would get along so well (or they’d absolutely hate each other and they’d be rivals lol. One or the other)

Optimus is so supportive, aww

THE OPENING IS STILL SO GOOD AHHHHH

RATCHET!!! RATCHET!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH

Bumblebee: Hey I saw a weird cat on the moon

THE AZTEC ASTRONAUTS???? 

A BANANA, TELETRAN PLZ

HOT ROD!!! MY BABY

PROWL!!!!

DEADLOCK!!!!

CYBERVERSE YOU GOTTA STOP HAVING CHARACTERS I LOVE POP UP EVER 3 SECONDS IM GONNA DIE

ARCEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

CYBERVERSE WHAT DID I JUST SAY IM GONNA DIE!!! I DONT CARE IF THEY ONLY GET ONE LINE IM GRINNING SO WIDE MY FACE HURTS

GOSH I LOVE CYBERVERSE

ARCEE AND A GIRAFFE 

SHE TOOK SELFIES WITH ALL SORTS OF ANIMALS SHE’S SO CUTE!!!! I LOVE YOU ARCEE

GRIMLOCK NO DONT DRINK THAT

BUMBLEBEE IS SO CUTE...I love his VA so much, he’s so cute, Bumblebee sounds so sweet

LMAO GET FRICKIN REKT PROWL

Way to scratch up the Ark Grimlock

Bee: Your hyper-fuel is way more hyper than your mega-magnetizer is mega Me, tears streaming down my face: You’re such a dork Bee, I love you so much

OH NO HOT ROD NO

WINDBLADE YES

AW Hot Rod and Windblade are so cute and SUCH dorks, they’re so casual and relaxed about this

LMAO WAY TO GO BEE

OH NO HOT ROD

“See you on the other side!” HOT ROD NO!!!!!!!!

LMAO naughty Dinosaurs get confined to the bubble (and Windblade too)

CHEETAH BOY!!!

I love how Hot Rod does a somersault to transform, he’s SO CUTE 

Hot Rod and Bee are chasing after this cat and my first thought was “Same”

UH OH THERE GOES HOT ROD, OFF ON HIS MAGICAL ADVENTURE

Episode 4

WHAT IS GOING ON HERE

STARSCREAMGATE

“Who’s storescream?” GUYS PLS

Oh yikes one of those names had kind of a bad word in it??? I wonder if the cyberverse crew caught that

Me, pointing to Soundwave in the background like that one Spongebob meme: THERE’S MY SON

LMAO THEY’RE REALLY OUT HERE ACTING LIKE THEY’RE HONORING STARSCREAM, MEGATRON YOU JERK

Megatron, sounding choked-up with fake tears: Starscream was my closest friend Me: *LOUDLY GAGS*

Megatron’s such a frickin loser I LOVE THIS MORON BUT ALSO BOY YOU’RE REALLY OVERDOING THIS

"Wow, Megatron is really good at lying” 1) HE’S REALLY NOT... 2) YOU’RE LITERALLY NAMED THE DECEPTICONS WHY IS THIS A SURPRISE

“Fail me, and I WILL destroy you” Good ‘ol Megs

Megatron: I need someone to replace Starscream at my side Soundwave: *literally Right There, ready to please, loyal to a fault* Megatron: *walks right by him*

OHOHOHO DANG THAT CONVO MEGATRON HAD WITH SLIPSTREAM WAS SO SO GOOD, I LOVE ME A SCARY MEGATRON!!!!! “See that you don’t waste it” GOOD STUFF

Oh man that little scene where Megatron sits down in his throne and the photo of Starscream automatically gets pulled up and Megatron turns away and dismisses the image is So Good for a variety of reasons, I love the little expressions and emotions the Cyberverse crew puts into scenes where the characters have no dialogue

WHY! ARE! YOU! SO! PRECIOUS!

“Your dramatics are useless, Soundwave!” LEAVE MY BOY ALONE SHOCKWAVE!!!

Wint your boy is bullying mine!!

Gosh I frickin love seeing Shockwave and Soundwave interact THANK YOU FOR THIS CONTENT CYBERVERSE STAFF

Soundwave: I will be the one to bring back Optimus Prime’s head! And then Megatron will finally notice me and love me! Shockwave: For the last time, please stop telling me about your relationship problems

Soundwave: I will be the one to bring back Optimus Prime’s head Shockwave: A highly unlikely conclusion, given your flair for inefficiency Me: IM GOING TO SHOVE SHOCKWAVE INTO A LOCKER, HOW DARE YOU—

Soundwave my sweet boy please kick his butt

I love you Shadow Striker

Shockwave: Sabotage Soundwave’s shuttle Soundwave: BLOW UP HIS FRICKIN LAB

LMAO GOOD LUCK SLIPSTREAM

HOT ROD!!! MY SWEET BOY YOU’RE IN A BAD SPOT

“Oh hey, I’m chasing the moon cheetah, have you seen it?” YOU SWEET BOY!!!!

“Hey this isn’t fair! There’s only two of you!” HOT ROD PLEASE

GOSH when Bludgeon showed up for half a frickin second I was worried they were using Bayverse design for Drift, BUT THEN I REMEMBERED WE ALREADY HAVE DEADLOCK WITH A GOOD NON-BAYVERSE DESIGN AND I’VE NEVER IN MY LIFE BEEN MORE RELIEVED

Man what a good show

THUNDERCRACKER YOU’RE ADORABLE

Hot Rod: Yeah, not everyone may think I’m a genius, but I make up for it with my good looks Me: You sure do buddy

THEY’RE SO CUTE WHEN THEY POUT

*FLASHBACKS TO MTMTE RODIMUS AND MEGATRON BICKERING*

Megatron: HAIL THE ARK! I need to tell Optimus I’ve kidnapped his son

Megatron: It would appear you’re missing an Autobot Hot Rod: Hey Optimus! :D Optimus: *fatherly sigh of disapproval* B/

noOOO THIS IS JUST LIKE THE MOVIE, STOP WITH THE PARALLELS CYBERVERSE YOU’RE STRESSING ME OUT

OMG HOT ROD YOU LITTLE SNOT, I LOVE YOU

Slipstream: THUNDERCRACKER! What’s going on? Thundercracker, mentally: Quick! Play dumb! Thundercracker: Who’s Thundercracker? Thundercracker, mentally: NOT THAT DUMB

Oh shoot are they rebuilding a new body for Starscream or something

Once again, I’d like to state that the explosions in this show are REALLY pretty

THE CHEETAH 

Megatron: BRING ME THE KITTY

OH SHOOT Episode 5 is up already?? GUESS I’LL WATCH THAT TOO

Ohh so they’re saying the Allspark caused the ground bridges? Interesting!

I wonder what would happen if someone walked into a groundbridge the same time as someone else walked out.

Uh oh they’re going to run into some problems, they both know where the All Spark is now

UH OH it only took Optimus and Megatron??? HERE WE GO This’ll be fun

I love that the All Spark looks like a giant dnd die with the Triforce on it

YESSSS I LOVE THESE MEGATRON / OPTIMUS PRIME FIGHT SCENES

OH SNAP KITTY CAT KNOCKED OVER OPTIMUS

Oh no they’re going to have to go through trials HOOO BOY THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN

Shockwave: Utilize your seekers Slipstream: Uhhhhhhh right I’ll do that yup I totally know where they are

LMAO Cheetor’s about to do some couples therapy on Megatron and Optimus’ relationship

Cheetor: Before you met Optimus Prime, he was a file clerk. What files was he in charge of?  OH SHOOT HE REALLY IS GOING TO PUT THEM THROUGH COUPLES THERAPY, I WAS KIDDING

real talk though, what files WAS Optimus in charge of, now I’m curious

MEGATRON LOOKS SO CONFUSED AND SLIGHTLY OFFENDED, IM CRYIN

IM FRICKIN SCREAMING��THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING

Cheetor: Before you met Megatron, he was a celebrated gladiator. In his most famous victory, who did he defeat? Optimus: Oh shoot am I a bad husband???

This screencap is killing me, HE’S LIKE “I REALLY DON’T KNOW” and comparing it to the cap above makes it even funnier, they’re both like “Who the hell is this guy and why is he psychoanalyzing our relationship”

Megatron: How could you not know this??? FRICKIN HELL THIS IS COUPLES THERAPY, OPTIMUS IS ABOUT TO BE LIKE “WELL AT LEAST I DIDN’T FORGET OUR ANNIVERSARY”

Cheetor: What have you learned about leadership from Optimus Prime?” Me, dragging my hands down my face, torn between utter delight and second-hand embarrassment: This is the best episode ever, thank you Cyberverse

MAN for half a second I seriously thought Cheetor dragged Starscream’s body out in alt mode, I WAS ABOUT TO SAY “THAT SEEMS PRETTY DARK”

Oh boy they’re about to get their mandatory “we need a new toy for these guys” armor upgrade, hoo boy

Cyberverse: *Does a close-up of Optimus’ face* Me: I want to kiss the robot

CHEETOR PAY ATTENTION FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE

STARSCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh thank Goodness, thank you for taking their hideous new armor off Starscream

Optimus: I should’ve expected this from you Megatron. How could you bring your new boyfriend to our couples therapy session??? You know how important this was supposed to be!

Lmao Megatron you’re such a hot mess

YEAH I figured the Seekers were fixing Starscream, that’s sweet

OH IT WAS VECTOR SIGMA THEY WERE CARRYING EARLIER, I DIDNT REALIZE THAT

Optimus: I’ve found us a new ally Bumblebee: YOU BROUGHT US A KITTY!!!! Optimus: Uh

OH THERE’S MORE EPISODES UP??? I GUESS I”LL WATCH MORE but I’m making a new post for them, hold up

[soaringlanddormitory]

May I request “How would I tell her that she’s all I think about?” “Well, I guess she just found out” for HibiTori and “I wouldn’t dare let you down” for SoreNa?

Yes, you may! I love these ships so much and I hope I gave them justice!!

HibiTori

Hiding your feelings for someone was always a pain. More so when people started to point out it was obvious. He didn’t want to show his feelings towards her, but sometimes it was something he found inevitable. She was one of the people who he found most inspiring, and he can’t help but show her this. He really appreciated her.

Now that’s said- we can confirm that he really did think about her a lot- especially that he was staring at Tori Isshiki at the moment, admiring her from afar. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, and it was something that was plain obvious to probably everyone in the room.

For a short moment, Tori stood up and held her mug. “I am going to get some more coffee.” She states this before looking at the rest. “I’ll be back.” She left with the mug she was holding and the eyes of Hibiki followed her until the door behind her was shut. All eyes were currently on him and it took him a while to notice this.

He was there sitting on his chair while everyone was facing his direction. He gave a polite smile, but he felt that there was something they wanted to tell him something. He blinked for a couple of minutes before smiling politely. “What is it?” He asks them and Sayaka raised her arm to give him a signal that she was going to talk.

“We were only noticing how you were looking at Tori. You’re in love with her, aren’t you?” Sayaka had a playful smirk on her lips and he only became more quiet, his face getting slightly red. “I think it’s obvious. There’s no reason you should hide it! You’re basically that meme when Spongebob with that list that has different times but says “Loving You” but instead of “You” it’s Tori.”

Hibiki grew even redder and he began stuttering. “H-How would I tell her that she’s all I think about?” He shook his head. “I mean, I don’t know what… you’re talking about.” Before Sayaka could give another comment about him and Tori being together, the person who left to refill her coffee came back, eyeing everyone.

“The devil is back.” Ichiro rolled his eyes and Tori shot a glare at him. Sayaka fixed herself on her seat and she was laughing at the flustered Hibiki. “Chugging down shit as bitter as you again?” He leaned on his chair and Tori twitched a bit. “Whatever. While you were away, Hibiki was head over heels for a bitch like you.”

Tori began eyeing Hibiki who ended up covering his face with his hands and Sayaka laughed even harder, knowing that he’s just been exposed by the greatest enemy of her crush. “Well, I guess she just found out.” She winked at the male and he was too embarrassed to actually say anything back.

SoreNa

Surprisingly, people actually had the guts to ask to have a shokugeki with Soren and Nana. Soren didn’t mind how it happened, but he was certainly surprised about the sudden challenge. They said their were reasoning was to see if they really deserved the spots in Totsuki. Did someone underestimate him?

He knew that he was only seen as someone who was the son of two well known people, even sometimes as the younger brother of the Second Seat. But he didn’t know someone would challenge him for the sole reason of they didn’t think he deserved the spot. He was more than just that, he was his own person… Why can’t people get that in their mind?

Then there was Nana who was pissed because someone who looked down at her just because of her humble background. Did someone actually look down at her that much just because she came from a diner? She couldn’t forgive someone who thought that about her and she wanted to accept the challenge. She wanted to prove them wrong.

There were two different feelings from two different people but they had the same goal- it was to win the match. 

The pair were practicing to cook together, passing things to each other and giving each other a certain signal so they knew what to give the other. “Soren, please pass the mangoes!” Nana requested and Soren immediately handed it to her without hesitance. They were definitely a great pair in all kinds of ways. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome~!” He winks before doing his part of the work. “I know we’ll be able to win this.” He says with confidence and Nana looks back at him for a moment, losing focus on cooking because she wanted to see how he acted. “I want to show them I have my own talent and they shouldn’t look at me just because of who my family members are.”

“We will be able to win this! We’re doing perfect so far!” She told him this as passion started to burn in her eyes. “I wouldn’t dare let you down! So I’ll do my best too!” She says this with a grin on her face and for a short moment, he looked back at her- having eye contact with the female. He began grinning back. “Also, they said something about my diner- I won’t let them say that again.”

“I wouldn’t let you down either.” He says this while he sliced the meat perfectly even if he wasn’t looking at it at the moment. “We should both prove to them that they’re wrong, yes~?” He felt that her being his partner for this shokugeki gave him even a higher chance of winning, and she felt the same as him.

“Let’s do that!” She looked back at the sliced mangoes she made. “We will definitely prove them wrong.”

[flcwerstudies]

cute tag!

pretty long post coming up!! Thanks to @cafedetude for tagging me!! im tagging: @hermiionegrcnger​ @studying-frenzy​ @belledoe​ @tiny-notes​ @theteadesk​ !! You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to ofc and if u want to do it and i haven’t tagged you go ahead!! 

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? there must always be more milk than cereal, but that amount must not exceed a certain amount do you get me? when i scoop my cereal there has to be proportionate amounts of milk in each scoop, consistently, until i have finished my bowl. my mind is a strange and lonely place. 

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? yes! its so refreshing and i feel like all your lethargy just evaporates... i love taking walks in the winter around my neighborhood in the evenings.

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? spoons, lipsticks, i once used another book to bookmark a book, hair elastic, my contact lenses case, compact mirror....im a mess, i know 

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? tea: scalding hot with lots of sugar and some milk. coffee: lots of milk, so much sugar 

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? no? i just want my braces off!!

6: do you keep plants? yess

7: do you name your plants? yes! i am currently growing two wild roses and I’ve named them Calliope and Polymnia. 

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? journaling, writing, reenacting musicals and dramatic renditions of songs? 

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? yeah ofccc it keeps me sane 

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? back and side 

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? CAROL THE LESBIAN LIBRARIAN // mary walks by // too many to list here tbh 

12: what’s your favorite planet? mars! and also venus 

13: what’s something that made you smile today? my friends 

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? a hurricane flew thru the entire place, empty wine bottles on the ground, beanbag chairs, stacks of books and movies, maybe a cat and a dog lazing around on the couch 

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! there’s a gigantic cloud of alcohol wayyyyy out in outer space that could produce over 450 trillion pints of beer 

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? give me all the pasta. i love all pastas. 

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? im ok with my hair color now 

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. GETTING A CAPUCHIN MONKEY AS MY PATRONUS ON POTTERMORE

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? yes! i rant a lot and i sort of write down reflections? on my day and things. its really emo and angsty lmao im 16 pls 

20: what’s your favorite eye color? brown eyes. so gentle. so sharp. so kind but so cruel. so ambiguous! 

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. my tote bag from myanmar! the straps are falling off but i love it so much 

22: are you a morning person? depends on if i slept early enough 

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? sleep, watch a movie, watch youtube, read 

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? absolutely not. it always pisses me off when people are like ohhh you can tell me anything??? no i can’t???? 

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? my friend’s house lmao 

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? my peach converse! they’re so pastel and they seem weird but converse generally go well with a lot of things 

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? i don’t like gum tbh 

28: sunrise or sunset? both 

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? sticks his tongue out when he’s concentrating and its so cute i die everytime 

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? yes but i will never ever go into detail with anyone about this lmao 

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. i love socks, i like wearing weird socks except for toe socks, people who sleep with socks on are Immune to Heat and Not Afraid Of Dying?? no white socks get nasty real quick and they’re so bland, i love socks i have this grey pair with french bulldog faces allllll over it and i wear them all the time and even though people can’t see them i still get happy and tell people about my dog socks. 

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. HA LMAO we had just watched a scary movie so obviously we turned on my little pony and watched that for two hours 

33: what’s your fave pastry? cupcakes! anything tbh i have an enormous sweet tooth 

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? my dad used to go on a lot of business trips and he came back once with a huge stuffed bear from switzerland and its so fuzzy its still on my bed. it’s name is Fred and it wears overalls and it has brown fur! 

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? yes to all!!

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? paul anka lmao he’s not a band but ya know 

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? clean

38: tell us about your pet peeves! wHEN UR JAMMING OUT TO MUSIC AND THEN SPOTIFY JUST STOPS WORKING?? people asking me if im mad when im just being quiet and then making me mad by continually questionning me, people who will ask dumb questions (yes, there are always dumb questions. google is free and im not going to tell u the homework, it’s written on the board quite clearly u moron), racist/homophobic/ableist/ generally offensive and disrespectful people 

39: what color do you wear the most? grey and navy 

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? I have mismatching earrings that my grandmother got me for my birthday! 

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving? Fifteen Dogs by Andre Alexis! 

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! the starbucks on center street it’s very Starbucks, exactly what you would expect, but I always sit in the corner spot near the windows 

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? My family! 

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? sitting in the sand in shell key, florida. my feet are in the water and i am watching my family swimming. I am very sunburnt but my mind is completely blank in a good way 

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? absolutely 

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. ofc they used a baby lion as their mascot. it’s simba-lic. 

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? there’s this food in korea that’s just stir fried rice with soybean sprouts and the sprouts..... aw god....they refuse to be bitten in half and it’s so gross i hate it sm 

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? darkness! and no it is different today!

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? there are scarce places to buy CD’s now but the last one I bought was Micheal Jackson’s Bad 

50: what’s an odd thing you collect? bottle caps and paperclips and also pens i pick off the ground 

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? my dad. any aretha franklin song 

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? the spongebob one and the gif of the white man who blinks a lot....u know the one 

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? i loved all of them and i want to be able to quote them in all of my speech but i dont think people have watched all of them 

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?  i was working on homework last night and when i was turning on my laptop to work on my project i met my reflection in the screen 

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? been incredibly bitchy like damn.....i surprise myself and i really hate it 

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? when people use weird shit as bookmarks, when they laugh with their eyes shut, laugh lines near their eyes, dimples, kindness, when they aren’t afraid of making eye contact with me bc i have weirdly intense eyes  

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? it did not fit the mood of my day but yes i did reenact the lyrics 

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? my friend diana is the wine mom but i am the vodka aunt. why?? she is infinitely more caring and kind and sophisticated and also wine gets u lowkey, calm drunk, while i, the vodka aunt, am caring, but i have a bit of a laissez faire attitude and go with the flow and ‘damn what the hell fuck it’ kinda vibe and vodka gets u sloppy shitfaced drunk with none of the sophistication that comes with wine. 

59: what’s your favorite myth? icarus

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? i dont LOVE poetry but i like haikus they’re like clever one liners ha 

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? I gave my friend a notebook that i’d hastily made the night before and I have received a box of pads which in retrospect is not even a stupid present bc pads are expensive 

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? i drink oj when i can 

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? i organize them every month bc i am ridiculous and i can’t function if my bookshelf is weirdly organized 

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? pale grey almost white.

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? my oldest group of friends (TNT lmaoooo) OR YOU KNOW callixtus from volunteering holyyy. you know those people who u meet and u immediately click with?? he’s on of them magical people and he was hella funny too i miss that guy to all hell 

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? small roses! peach blossoms and cherry blossoms too. one huge ass hibiscus or lotus flower as a statement piece 

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? cozy and sheltered. valid excuse for not going out 

68: what’s winter like where you live? terrible but i love it kinda 

69: what are your favorite board games? monopoly 

70: have you ever used a ouija board? NO WHAT 

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? barley, green or reallllyyyy black tea with loootss of sugar so that it makes your teeth ache 

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? yeah how’d you know 

73: what are some of your worst habits? expecting everyone to be on the same page 

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. dedicated and brash, loud and hilarious, soft, amazing, i love them a lot 

75: tell us about your pets! i dont have pets!! T-T  

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? studying BUT DONT CALL ME OUT LIKE THIS OK

77: pink or yellow lemonade? pink 

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? hateclub sorry 

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? done my makeup for me while gossiping with me

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? pale green and yeah i did. i chose it bc i love green! and the old color was boring and i didn’t like it  

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. no edges at all, soft bovine eyes , shaking leaves, crocodile tears 

82: are/were you good in school? yes! it’s a source of a lot of pride for me! 

83: what’s some of your favorite album art? amsterdam by nothing but thieves omg 

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? oohh nahh im not planning on getting tattoos im scared of needles 

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? through the woods? i used to read a lot of them but you know i grew out of them 

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? not especially no 

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? the drop, double indemnity, back to the future, idk there’s a lot 

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? the rennaissance! it was so extra and i loved it a lot 

89: are you close to your parents? yeah

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. TORONTO-soaring skyline from the highways at night near the lakeshore, the lights from the condos are like stars and its ridiculous but i also loooooveee dubrovnik in croatia and hanoi in vietnam and kaunas in lithuania and kyoto in japan.....in dubrovnik the wind blows in from the shore and at night when the lights are on in the walled city the stone glows amber. In Hanoi in the old quarter, motorbikes flash by and there’s yelling and the smell of pork skewers and there’s old buildings and new ones, huge stalks of bamboo leaning up against the walls. In Kaunas the wind is so cold and sharp and the buildings are so clean and there’s that old fortress and the tower! it’s so beautiful. and Kyoto is old and archaic but so modern it hurts and the streets are too uniform and the houses creep me out a bit bc they’re so quiet. 

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? i dont think so 

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? i will bury my pasta in cheese just you watch 

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? my hair is one style fits all bc its short 

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? my friend!

95: what are your plans for this weekend? study and work on projects and homework and stress and nap and have dinner with a guest 

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? no updates. we die like men. 

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? isfj-t, aries, ravenclaw 

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? sometime in september? it was nice! 

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. put your head on my shoulder by paul anka....there’s a lot and im really lazy sorry 

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 years in the future, just to see where I end up 

[daniedoodles]

Danie’s Dilemmas Ep. 27: Hiatus Over

This is probably the third time that I am re-writing this episode, because the two previous times, finishing my thoughts felt close to impossible. Don’t ask me why, because I won’t know what to actually tell you. The wifi is down right now so I’m drafting this on notes first before I actually end up publishing it. Anyways, there have been a couple of things that I wanted to talk about. Boys being one of them (‘cause when does that not get talked about), and life in general, which are both pretty much on brand with everything else that I have written about in this series. I haven’t been feeling all that inspired to write as much lately because of how quickly the first month of summer has gone by, without me actually feeling like it ever was summer to begin with. It’s weird… it’s as if a lot is happening, but nothing too, all at the same time. I suppose it’s because this is the first summer break where I’m actually employed and can’t always say yes to hanging out with friends or staying home all the time. I’m gonna just write in accordance to whatever comes to mind, since it’s been a minute from the last time I wrote and formed proper, cohesive thoughts (and apparently I’m less to-the-point today too so u might be reading fruitlessly for a bit, be warned).

I almost have no idea where to begin talking about this whole “guy stuff” anymore because it always seems like there’s so much more to say about them in the summer. If you can recall every vent I had about one specific individual from last summer, I both question and congratulate you for coming this far. THIS summer and the experiences I’ve had with guys so far haven’t been all that bad, seeing that firstly, I’ve been spending a lot of time with some of my guy best friends, whether that be through FaceTime or actually hanging out in person, there has never been a dull moment. It’s worth the sleep deprivation. Actually, you know what, fuck this. I still have nothing to say about this one guy, mainly because we haven’t really talked much despite the countless snaps and I promised myself that I wouldn’t start feeling anything towards them unless the signs were pretty definite on which end of the spectrum it was pointing to (friends <————> relationship), which to be quite frank, I’m not even all that sure still if I want that. A relationship, I mean. Some part of me keeps trying to convince the other that all I really want is a summer fling, while the other part argues that all I actually wanted was a guy best friend, basically. They’d be able to tell me all about their girl problems openly, there’s far less drama, and it’s just a funnier experience overall. For awhile, I actually felt hella confused about how I felt towards certain people. Eventually though, I realized that I should at some point break the vicious cycle because it always turned out for the worse and needless to say, it made things awkward for a time. I’ve shot my shot in that type of situation last year and it didn’t necessarily go as planned so to prevent history from repeating itself, I’m taking a lot more precautions. I have no time nor patience to pick up the broken pieces of my heart after wearing it on my sleeve again, so instead I’ve resorted to keeping it hidden, not letting too much out at once, reserving it for the people in my life who actually deserve my undivided love and affection. Does this mean that the point I arrived at after this whole ass paragraph is that hot girls summer is still on?? possibly. But who knows. After spending this much time with a handful of specific people, I’ve become more accustomed to going with the flow and taking risks. Perhaps now’s the time to start making them, considering I practically missed out on all this dumb teenager stuff up until last summer. And still, there is so much to experience.

Like I said in the beginning, I feel as if so much has happened, but at the same time, nothing at all. Since the beginning of summer, I’ve spent a handful of my time with friends, some more than others but it’s time spent well all the same. If not, I’m at work for four hours, 3 days a week. It’s pretty light work compared to some of the hours my friends get with their jobs, but I’d consider it good still ‘cause I’m not as exhausted and the hours are fairly flexible. As I did before the beginning of last summer, I’ve put together another bucket list of the things I want to do or achieve this summer. Naturally, a lot of them I want to do with my friends, some of which require the mastery of a whole new art: sneaking out. I can’t disclose much about how difficult it is to sneak out of my house but put shortly, it is comparable to the level of security in Area 51, however the atmosphere inside feels a lot like what I imagined Alcatraz was like. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a little bit,  but you get the point. It’s difficult. All my friends know it’s difficult.And it makes me feel a lot like the Spongebob meme where Squidward’s looking out of his window, watching Spongebob and Patrick have fun blowing bubbles. Who would’ve thought that my own household would serve as such a MASSIVE cockblock, damn.

Now that it’s summer again, Snapchat’s been a doll with reminding me that everything from last summer is slowly but surely reaching its one year anniversary. The one that stood out the most was the meteor shower, and I bet you that if you don’t even know me all that well, you’d know that this meteor shower hit different. Even to this day, it’s annoying to talk about the memory because it reminds me of what once was but no longer is, yet I still can’t help it. I know that sounds fucking cheesy, but surely some of you know about the feeling I’m trying to get at here. As much as I hate to admit it, I would still consider it one of the best summer nights I have ever spent. Now it is merely a matter of watching the meteor shower again, only this time with people that won’t leave my life so readily and soon. I suppose you can take that last statement metaphorically as well, for any of the other endeavours you’ve got for the summer. Just make sure that you’re doing it with the people that are worth your while and who see you in the same way as you see them. Don’t fucking halfass it.

I’ve been creating all kinds of scenarios in my head of what I want this summer to look like. In a low-key kind of way, I would say that I’ve been on track with a majority of it. One of the most vivid, re-occurring scenarios go like this: long drive to a small town just on the outskirts of the city. The music blasts from the speakers and the windows are rolled all the way down to let the breeze fling your whole head of hair wildly. You reach the town at the point of the afternoon where the sun’s not quite right above you, but gives you that pre-golden hour lighting. You and your friends grab ice cream and take it with you along your stroll around the town, anything but shy about taking endless photos. Then finally, you sit on a bench facing a vast landscape in the direction of the sunset. The clouds come in slightly for the sun to reflect its pink and orange hues off of, in contrast with the rest of the clear blue sky. It cools as the night falls. You drive to another part of town for a quick McDonald’s run, which you take to-go, to find a spot some place else to watch the stars, devoid of any kind of light pollution and the buzz of people. You’re on top of the car, if not inside it with the seats reclined as far back as they go, and the sunroof wide open to a clear view of the twinkling sky above. Deep talk ensues naturally, and in the silent moment in between, you feel nothing but absolute peace. Shit, I forgot about the part where we ordered McDonald’s enough to feed a whole village and ate it all in no more than ten minutes (knowing how my friends and I are… it’s the truth). Anyway, the instruments come out, whether than be guitar, ukulele, or both, and you sing all kinds of songs. Hell, you could even make one just right then and there. Finally, you had home just before dawn when the roads are empty and seemingly endless. For the rest of the time before you and your friends decide to sleep, you reflect on the day’s events. Ignore the fact that I said “you” when really I should’ve been saying “I” since it was a scenario that I had in my head but I guess you can benefit from it cause it allows you to put yourself in my shoes while imagining this.

Fuck dude. There’s still so much to do. And I want to so badly do them all. This whole simulation is going by too fast, and it still blows my mind how practically everyone feels the same way about all these specific aspects of the simulation. Everyone’s living the same life.

I’ve been having so many fucked up dreams too lately. It just reminded me of them because yesterday, one of my friends said that he had a dream that he was sleeping in his dream but when he woke up he thought he woke up in real life, when in actuality, he was still dreaming. Just today, I was taking a nap on the couch and apparently, in the dream, a smiler thing happened where I thought I woke up in real life. Except the biggest indicator that I wasn’t awake in real life yet was that somehow, there was some sort of voice, sounding like it was coming from an intercom, and it said “welcome to universe *insert bunch of numbers here cause I can’t remember exactly what the numbers were*”. The another time, it was a far simpler dream, where someone and myself were just on a couch, and I had my head on their lap, while watching something that was playing on the tv. All I remember from that dream was that I felt an overwhelming sense of calm. I used to be able to remember my dreams thoroughly, but for some reason, ever since I hit my head on my racquet in badminton (don’t ask how I managed that - I don’t wanna talk about it - it was an all time low), I’ve only remembered snippets. It’s unfortunate… I feel like a majority of the one’s that I’ve been having for the last few days seem to hold some kind of meaning. Would’ve been a lot easier if I’d recall it all past 2 minutes after waking up.

Okay, I think this is more than you bargained for. I still have so much more to say but that’s for another episode. Keep up, will ya

For now xx

[sjack100-blog]

My Interest

I’ve never really done a “blog thing” (I don’t think Pinterest counts (I LOVE Pinterest). Making a Tumblr was different. It was sort of confusing at first but I got the hang of it after searching different things that I am a fan of/ interested in. Some of my top selections were working out, anything 80′s, How to Get Away with Murder fan stuff, Spongebob Squarepants, Harry Potter, memes, art and certain quotes. 

Since this was a blog I wanted some of my top interest to greet me whenever I log in or get on Tumblr. Each of my top selections have a different meaning to me: (working out- its a part of me and what I love to do, 80′s- I love everything from the 80′s, repining some of the pins is like I get a glimpse of the 80′s, How to get Away with Murder- one of my favorite shows, I love the characters, the plot of the show and everything about it, Spongebob Squarepants- spongebob makes me feel like a child and I can actually relate to some of the characters now that I’m older (the memes are hilarious), Harry Potter- I am a HUGE fan of everything Harry Potter, on here there are super fans and its interesting to see what they have to say about certain things ( The Mirror of Erised is something I really connect with), Meme- memes are just really funny and seeing a variaty of them on Tumblr is great, Art- the art on here is truly amazing, there are some people who create their own art, post it and get appreciation from it, Quotes- I love reading different quotes; Tumblr had lots of them (some were really sad, but others made you think), its nice to see people who sort of have the same thought process as me on certain things. 

I think Tumblr is a great platform for fan communities because it is like a giant bulletin board.All of the fans for that certain thing can come together and post things on Tumblr (ex: posting on a bulletin board, you can add things to it and build on top of it). Everyone has one spot they can come to, to express how they feel about their fandom. For me Tumblr was nice. You can see how other people express their feelings toward what they like. The only thing I didnt like is that there is a lot going on in it (I compare it to pinterest)(Pinterest is very simple). If I was a fan I would defiantly come to Tumblr because you can create your own blog toward what you are a fan of. Plus if you join a certain fandom, you can build with their community. You’ll be able to connect with other fans, see if they have the same thoughts as you toward the fandom, or maybe someone will point something out to you that you have never noticed and possibly make acquaintances with other members.

[feynavaley]

If I may add:

- In summer, quickly walking the whole length of the train from the outside and looking inside the wagons to see if there’s one with closed windows and people wearing sweaters – it means that it’s that mythical place where the air conditioning is working. There can’t be more than one per train, or the apocalypse would happen.

- 40 degrees outside, 45 inside the train. You manage to be the first to sit in the four seats, and as such you claim the right to open the window. Ten minutes later, the woman in front of you, with a nauseatingly sweet smile “Could you close that window? It’s too windy…” ‘No, you fucking bitch, I was here first!’ is what you want to screech, but that wouldn’t be socially acceptable, so you have to muster your best fake smile and resign yourself to spending the next hour inside an oven.

- The trains come with only two temperatures: +50 °C or -20 °C, depending on the season and whether the air conditioning/heating is on. There’s no in between. You have started wondering whether Trenitalia is all an elaborate cover for an illegal traffic of tropical animals or penguins, depending on the day.

- People chimney smoking all over the platform, slowly intoxicating you. You can’t move away far enough, but if you ask them to stop you’re the rude one.

- The train is so late that it gets the following one late, too.

- There’s a person without the ticket. The ticket inspector is willing to not fine them, if they get off at the following station. They refuse to. The police has to be called, the train is delayed. You’re going to murder that person with your own bare hands.

- People listening to music without headphones at 7 am, while you’re desperately trying to review for your exam.

- That one train, at that particular time on that particular day, that is going to be twenty minutes late. There are no exceptions.

Also, one of the most memorable things that ever happened to me was two summers ago. I was going home after my last exam, and the train had been on time at first, then it started slowly accumulating delay… until at one point, it just stopped at a station. About twenty minutes later, the dreaded announcement came “Because of technical problems, this train will have to stop for twenty minutes. We apologize for the inconvenience.” It was about lunchtime, so, amidst the general grumblings, people started getting off to get something to eat at the snack machines on the platform. I had thought about doing that too, but first I had to write my mother, who would pick me up at the station. I had just sent the message, when the train started moving again. I remember raising my head and locking eyes with the boy in front of me, his features perfectly mirroring my own confusion. It hadn’t been more than two minutes since the announcement. A lot of people were still outside the train.

Italian trains are so paradoxical that my train was late but I got to university earlier