#-- // i did the thing. hope it's alright :)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

brain please wake up and draw

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[rozugold]

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[slavhew]

DO YA THINGKU

for a twitter trend of redrawing miku as album covers!! i wanted to do one of my favorite single from gorillaz. Cover-accurate ver + closeups:

this was definitely the biggest thing ive drawn this year!! and a good chunk of it on stream. thank you everyone who tuned in!! it was loads more fun to make in company :]

[dailyhtfboards]

Day 76

Today’s Board is:

Me when I get the pizza of anguish and disappointment

(From TV episode 10C Letter Late Than Never)

[justgleekout]

Struck by his beauty. Had to draw.

[wandixx]

Ghost of fries and Hero of cookies

All work words count: 14 593

Words in this part: 2 224

Summary of whole work: Duke wasn't expecting to wake up from his quick rooftop nap to some meta kid with fries. He also wasn't expecting kid to stay Or Danny asked Dani to stay safe while she was in Gotham. Where would she be safer than under the wing of local hero? And he looked like he needed bad day combo anyway

This part summary: First meeting and training discussions Beta read by @audhumla-sailor though English is second language for both of us, so proceed with this in mind. I also know all of the charaters through fics alone, so probably ooc. Stay catious if it's something you don't like

Duke was running out of fumes to run on. Last few days would be exhausting if it was just vigilante or just civilian stuff but no, he had to have it both. Because of Arkham break out he had been called in three nights in a row, not for a whole patrol but he couldn't exactly sleep it of during the day like others did, especially not in a week when every teacher decided they need to have test or quiz or what not. Naps meant he wasn't as sleep deprived as he could be but he needed far more. But he couldn't because crime in Gotham never sleeps so he had normal patrol to finish and there were about two ours left.

Would something bad happen if he just stopped for a moment and laid on a roof? Ten up to fifteen minutes. It was a slow day too...

Yeah, no, he deserved a moment to rest and if something disastrous was to happen in the meantime he would shame other Bats for not giving him enough time to sleep.

It certainly said something that he found gravel covering this roof to be quite comfortable. He set a timer for ten minutes and let himself close his eyes.

When loud screech of timer jolted him awake, he was suddenly fully aware that he wasn't alone anymore. He sat up a little too quickly.

"Oh, you're awake," white haired girl around Damian's age chimed, sitting cross legged just few feets away from him. She wore something that could only be described as an unholy mix of lab safety hazmat and skintight workout jumpsuit, white and black. When had Gotham gotten a new vigilante? "Good, I just returned from snack hunt," she added, gesturing at a big textile bag lying next to her. Duke didn't have enough brainpower to do anything more than ask.

"What?"

Girl shrugged, take out from BatBurger in her hand.

"You look like you have a bad day if not few days, so I've got you my cousin's bad day combo or at least closest thing I could. BatBurger burger isn't as good as NastyBurger but you certainly have better fries," as she spoke, second take out bag, 1 quart bottle of energy drink, juice bottle of same size and pack of convenience store brownies joined greasy paper bag sealed with a sticker.

"Is your cousin a speedster?" Excuse Duke, it was a totally valid question, he saw with his bare eyes both Wally West and Bart Allen when they visited Manor. Noone else would be able to stomach the amount of food they inhaled during their stays.

"Nah, we're not that fast or that hungry. Though I think I may get closer to speed of sound," So, clearly a meta if white hair and weir aura that let his eyes rest weren't enough indication "My cousin when he has bad few days he often forgets to eat so this combo has to help with there too. But I'll steal your fries of course."

Duke was not going to look gift horse in teeth, so he grabbed one bag and tore it open. There was classic combo with bigger fries and NightWings inside.

"Thank you..." he trailed off, hoping that girl would take a clue and introduce herself but she didn't. She just drowned her fries in ketchup and started munching. She had her own juice.

"My cousin always said that each part of this combo has different purpose," she explained instead, slightly muffled because of fries in her mouth, "This" she gestured towards fast food meal "is to sooth your stomach. This "she tapped energy drink "is to sooth your brain and kick it back online. This "she raised bottle of juice, "is to sooth your taste buds because energy drinks are war crime against them and this "she nudged brownies "is to sooth your heart because Ancients damn it, this day is awful and you deserve it. At least that's what he told me when I had day bad enough to deserve that," she shrugged, licking ketchup of her finger. Suddenly she froze "You aren't allergic, are you?

"No, I'm not," he confessed bewildered.

"Good"

For a long moment they sat in silence, devouring food the little girl brought. Duke distantly wondered if this was how night shift spent their snack breaks. It felt nice.

He was finishing his part of brownies when girl spoke up again.

"Do you feel better now?"

"Yeah" he was a little surprised to realize that it was true. He'll have to note down what she put in this 'bad day combo'. "Thank you"

"Don't mention it," she shrugged with general gesture of dismissal, "You're one of my cousin's favorite heroes because you're vaguely his age and handle Gotham alone during the day and I quote, "she did honest to God air quotes at that" 'As only hero in Amity-' which is a lie by the way, Val is doing great and even if he suddenly got problem with how she feels about his alter ego, he still has Sam and Tuck even if they're usually more of moral support. And I helped when I visited, so no, he isn't only one. Anyway as he said 'As only hero in Amity, my heart goes out for anyone who deals with this type of bullshit so Dani if you absolutely have to prank heroes, leave them out of it, especially Signal, he can't be older than Jazz, he doesn't need any more mess to handle.' All aliens and lanterns are also off limits because he is a space nerd. But you aren't space related so I'm like 80% percent sure he has celebrity crush on you," she slurped more juice, unbothered.

Duke was thankful he wasn't swallowing anything because for sure she would choke. He took split second to consider addressing... this whole situation and choose not to. He was not ready to be anyone's celebrity crush.

"Your name is Danny?" he asked instead.

"Dani" she corrected" with an I"

"Ok. It's nice to meet you Dani-with-an-I," She giggled, nodding her head slightly.

"It's nice to meet you too Signal"

Duke stood up, stretching a little. Dani joined him after hastily putting all the trash in her bag. She was a little higher than expected.

"I have to get back to my patrol"

"Cool," she drifted back a bit, making him realize that she was floating a few inches above the ground. She fixed her bag on her arm.

"Hey, can I hang out a little bit more? My cousin will go green out of jealousy when I tell him," she added with a mischievous smirk but Duke could tell there was more to it. He took a moment to consider it, which apparently made girl nervous "I can be invisible the whole time, like before," she offered, disappearing in the meantime. He could still tell where she was, because of her heat signature and other waves she excluded but for regular people she would be no different than surrounding air.

"Yeah, you can hang around and you don't have to be invisible. Just don't get in my way when I have to actually do some fighting."

She popped back to visible spectrum and pouted like Damian whenever he got benched.

"I can fight, y'know? I stopped mugging on a snack run."

It was ten god damn minutes, how could she get so much food and stop mugging in such a short time?!

Oh, right, superspeed. Still, impressive.

"I haven't seen it-" he started, channeling all Dick-trying-to-wrangle-Damian-into-socially-acceptable-activity energy he could muster "-so I don't know how you fight or even what powers do you have. If we tried to fight together we would trip over each other" It was a bare faced lie, Bat training made sure of that but he knew for fact that if he said anything else, the girl would be mad and probably did her own thing.

Was that what Bruce thought about all of them?

Oh no.

Dani still looked displeased but after a moment of consideration she nodded with a defeated sigh.

Suddenly she straightened like she got struck by lightning and whipped around.

"Wha-"

She just shushed, raising finger to her mouth. Duke did indeed quietened.

"I have enhanced hearing," she whispered "There is a mugging somewhere this way."

"Let's go then," he shot his grapple, waving his other hand at Dani to come with him before he jumped off the roof. He heard the girl giggle as she flew right after him.

"After this you'll show me the coolest gargoyles, okay? Sam asked for photos"

"Okay"

It seemed that the end of this patrol wouldn't be as bad as the start was. Hopefully.

And afterwards he was going to lock himself in his room until sky falls down or he was well rested.

Yeah, that was a good plan.

********

"Hey kid," Signal started, dropping from fire escape to cuff weirdo in clown mask who Dani just fought. He did it deliberately slowly to show her how to do it like he always did. She choose to not be to annoyed at being called kid again and noted to herself to come up with good codename later. All her previous ideas apparently weren't cutting it and she couldn't keep going by Dani because reasons.

"Yes?"

"Who gave you a combat training?" he asked getting up from a crouch and gesturing towards roof. So it's going to be longer talk, okay.

"My cousin," well, Flashes in Central taught her some stuff but it was more rescue and reassure type of deal not punch and kick, Sam tried to get her through basics of psychological warfare in activism, Tucker sweared he would teach her some programming and hacking but never got around to it, Jazz did some emotional training and Val offered to teach her Red Huntress skills when she got back, but yeah, all in all, Danny was the one to show her how to punch people. Even though it was more of 'shit we have to fight, observe maybe, idk' most of the time. She picked some tricks from Vlad too now that she thought about it, not that she planned to give him any credit for it, like, ever. "Why?"

"I have a bone to pick with him," vigilante announced, melting with the shadows. Dani sped as much as she could to beat him to the roof. She was competitive spirit like that.

Unfortunately he was first. She made another note to herself (she was so going to forget them in next five to ten minutes) to train her speed a bit more. She got tips from the guy with the title of The Fastest Man Alive for crying out loud, she shouldn't loose with the person who technically doesn't even have superspeed!

Signal sat cross legged on the gravel and tossed her a healthy granola bar. He kept doing it for some reason.

"I'm sorry to break it to you, but almost everything in your fighting technique is horrible. Your cousin did shitty job as a teacher" he started in warm slightly teasing tone. Dani felt attacked anyway.

"It's not like he has any sort of training either," she started, trying to sound nonchalant, rolling her eyes. "Cut him some slack," She bit a snack in attempt to cover her furry. It had chocolate and raspberries, was quite tasty and she was kinda hungry anyway. She wasn't sure she wanted to know how Signal knew it though "Everything he learned is from the trial and error by crashing through a few walls. Quite hard to care about 'technique'. I at least got his mistakes to learn from so don't you dare to speak about him like that!" alright, she lost it, she can admit it. But, Signal might be cool and Danny may or may not like him (she hoped he didn't, Val was much better option) but Gotham's hero had no right to say anything bad about her template. He didn't know anything. He didn't understand.

Signal looked like he was going to say something so she put her ghostly vocal cords to use and growled.

Don't-harm-family/will-fight/ protect-mine/don't-you-dare

She didn't stop to consider how unlikely it was for him to understand her. She crossed her hands on her chest, glaring.

Turned out, growl was enough of the warning. He carefully picked his next words.

"Sorry, it's not the way I should've phrase it," he started, his mouth doing the thing it did when people were embarrassed with themselves but in an uncomfortable, a bit angry way. He understood his mistake, good. She calmed her glare a bit. "I wasn't aware of you circumstances. If you want, I can show you some tricks, Batman is very throughout with his training"

"No, thank you, I'm good" she was still mad. So mad. And she was not pouting.

"Of course you're good but you can be better, more efficient."

"No." Whatever Signal would propose to her, she wouldn't agree. He said mean things about Danny not even a minute before. She couldn't let him have it on a principle!

"I'll give you a cookie after every training," he pleaded "The homemade, tasty one"

Well, that changed things. A lot of things.

"Yes please!"

He apologized anyway.

********************

Second part

I know democratic winner in poll for now is "publish all at once" and believe me, I respect democracy, especially now that I finally have rights to do things, but Tumblr wouldn't let me. Too long or something. So, it'll be in parts, sorry guys. I'll try to post all of the parts this weekend though (or one each day, I'll see).

Yes, I didn't have a name for this fic until five minutes ago, how did you know? It's quite alright though, I think. If you have better idea I may reconsider

[dragqueenstarscream]

Humbly asking for Devastator

gonna go with g1 for this guy, because that's the one i'm the most familiar with.

- he's not sure what role he wants to play in the berth, primarily because all of his components have different preferences. this makes him a bit of a wild card, always wanting something different, always wanting to try something new.

- one thing that is for sure is that he's not fitting in his partner. he's big enough to hold optimus prime in one servo and squeeze him like a stress ball. spiking his partner won't happen. as such, he's more likely to try and finger you, and he won't lie, he loves the sight of you rutting against his digits.

- mutual masturbation is another good route to go if you two wanna be intimate together. he especially likes it if you're the one in control, telling him how quickly or how slowly he should go, ordering him to overload, things like that. be warned, though. with how big he is, it's gonna turn into a one bot bukkake.

- valve torture is something he definitely enjoys. it's admittedly mostly because any partner of his is gonna be so small that they have to put in a lot of work to make him feel anything, but that doesn't change the fact that he wants you to manhandle his valve.

- one of the wilder things he's into is mouthplay. as in, he likes sticking you in his mouth and messing with you with his tongue. if he can't interface with you normally, he'll find another way. certainly his tongue has a better chance of fitting inside his partner.

[royalarchivist]

Quackity: Oh, it's gonna be so cool to see how this develops. I'm excited, I'm gonna try my best. I'm not the greatest at Minecraft whatsoever, I did nerf Green Team a little bit by accident on the second day. My bad! But, you know, I'm so ready to just grind out and see what we can do, and I just–

I wish everyone saw it with the same amount of, like, kind of enthusiasm. I think all of this and all the development and all the potential arcs, that's going to fcking allow for something absolutely incredible.

And if anyone ends up clipping any of this, something I do want to say is I implore people to view everything with a lot of enthusiasm. No stress, no anxiety, just a lot of enthusiasm. Because, again, this is going to allow for a lot of cool things in the server. Not just now, but in the future, too.

[theallianceofcelestials]

Hello again, I have another question!: Does SEA!Eclipse have a music box, and can you put a name to or describe whatever or how many physical, psychological, or other conditions/disabilities he and those in his family may or may not have? Oh, and their pronouns please, if it hasn't already been said?

Hi! I'll answer to the best of my ability, but to be honest I'm don't know how well I'll do so with your second question

So first question, Eclipse doesn't have a music box, he mainly put kids to sleep during naptime by exhausting them during playtime and reading them stories. But he does know a couple lullabies, so he can sing

To your second and thus most complicated one, I'll be honest and just say I don't know all of them. So I'll just say the intentional ones and put a bit of a disclaimer up because I'm not a professional on these things, so take what I say with a grain of salt

The entire family is made of entirely co-dependent people, which is a rather unhealhty thing.

Eclipse has depressive disorder, though he'd be fine for the most part if he didn't have all his trauma. He also has PTSD and internalised a bunch of unhealthy things during his time in the daycare

Sun has his typical cleaning OCD and anxiety, and he's fine for the most part. I guess he's the weirdest in the family because he doesn't have the heightened predatory instincts all that much, which I guess counts as a condition in this case

Moon has his anger issues and he's touch averse. He also has troubles sorting through his own emotions and doesn't always pick up on the emotions of others. He also suffers from self-hatred

Killcode is the first one to have a physical condition, and even that's only because of his sheer size. On one end, most buildings aren't made for him so he doubles over a lot, which makes his back hurt. Combine that with gravity, and he's almost constantly suffering from back pains to just minor aches. So I guess he has gigantism. He also has anger issues, though he's a bit more emotionally intelligent than his eldest brother and knows how to work on it

Bloodmoon is an interesting case that I don't know how to properly describe. They're technically conjoined twins, though their nanomachine body allows them to separate. They're also the biggest mess mentally, because they're two people in one. They have many antisocial behaviours, seeing as they eat humans, however different species prey on each other all the time so I'm not even sure that counts. They're quick to anger but they're also two people so a bit of heightened emotions can be excused I think. They're pretty self-depraciating though

Lunar has dwarfism and he's rather forgetful. He has the old Lunar colour blindness thing where he mostly only detects blue and glowing things, though that might just be because old Lunar mixed up colours. Or he has dyschromatopsia, a term which I came across when I tried translating my language's word for mixing up colours

Solar Flare I don't think has anything for the most part, though it is somewhat selectively mute, and it has some minor body dysphoria because it can't properly emote

I don't know if this is good enough, but this is the best I can think of right now. But I do think it's better to go through my stories and try analysing them from an outside perspective because I didn't plan for most of the things in SEA, so some things might be there that I just don't see or don't know

But now onto the easy part, the pronouns:

Eclipse: he/him

Killcode: he/him

Solar Flare: it/they/he, though it's fine with anything so long as it's not feminine

Bloodmoon: they/them because Bloodmoon is a collective entity, but Bloody and Rusty both use he/him

Lunar: he/him mostly, though he also goes by they/them sometimes

Sun: he/him

Moon: while Eclipse mostly uses he/him for him, Moon doesn't care at all. His pronouns are everyone else's problem, not his

[starrysea18]

Dark Cacao Drabble

(Just letting y'all know that I haven't properly wrote since, well, I left high school-so please note that this will be far from perfect, but I wanted to get this idea that's been spinning around in my head like a microwave on high onto here so, I hope you enjoy!)

~

Was he really about to do this? Dark Cacao Cookie was, to put it lightly, fighting himself. His mind was a muddled mess of "What ifs," and "Should I's," along with a multitude of other questions that were making his head spin. With a swift shake of his head, he was (mostly) able to snap out of his thoughts and bring his attention back to the Licorice Sea below him.

Calm...too calm. And the fact that it was like this even before the Flour Fog Incident was even more concerning. A part of himself wanted to just appreciate its tranquility. And he would...IF IT WASN'T SO SUSPICIOUS!

After a bit more thought, he took a breath in.

"Ok. I look around for a little. 5-10 minutes, tops."

After all, there's nothing wrong with checking, right? He took some deep, preparing breaths, in and out. Backing up a little, he took the deepest breath he could muster, then proceeded to jump off the wall.

The sheer cold of the sea's water felt like a thousand little knives on his skin, something he got over fairly quick due to being so used to the cold. The king opened his deep purple eyes, scanning the dark, almost grayscale surroundings beneath the surface. With a kick of his feet, he started swimming around, looking for any iota of looming threats.

Looking down, he noticed multiple dormant licorice beasts, yet they were very different to what he expected. Instead of becoming agitated, unnerved, or even a little on edge, they were anything but. Instead, they were completely calm; barely blinking or moving yet acknowledging his presence as he saw their eyes follow his movements. They were ok...comfortable with him even.

This left Dark Cacao Cookie completely befuddled. How? How were they this alright with him coming into their territory, their habitat? How were they not charging at him completely ready to maul him to crumbs? He then found himself faced with one question, "What if I tried to touch one?"

Despite all the alarm bells in his head ringing cacophonously, he swam close enough (closer than he's ever been, including times of combat) and gently rested his hand on a beast's head. He quickly closed his eyes expecting the worst, only to hear a sound that he never thought he would, not from them especially...

Purrrrrrr....

He opened his eyes and looked at the creature in shock. He listened a bit more closely, making sure it wasn't a growl or anything of relation. Nope, purring. A bit garbled but it was indeed a comforted purr.

How was this possible? He thought back to when they left for Beast-Yeast. They were dormant and still then, though they felt like they still had edge. Now, they were just...completely docile. He continued to ponder, until-wait. Could it have been...when he became a dragon lord? He lost all fear; his burdens lifted. Maybe, perhaps, the licorice beasts, and maybe even the sea itself, also felt his enlightenment. They all no longer felt threatened, they felt...in solidarity through his resolution. As if they served him and are willing to fight alongside him if push comes to shove.

The usually stoic king found himself smiling. Another ally, hell, a sea full of them. A muffled giggle escaped his mouth as joy set into his mind. The kingdom no longer has to fear the Licorice Sea, for it is now a friend.

He soon enough resurfaced, gasping and sputtering as he got his hair out of his face.

"How long was I down there? Hopefully it wasn't too long."

He then observed the sky, and gorgeous wasn't even enough to describe what he saw. The half-set sun glistened off of the ocean's waves, coating everything in a beautiful sheen. Soft, puffy clouds danced in the sky, bringing about a few clusters of sunbeams. Hell, even his wet clothes and hair seemed to shimmer in the light.

"Wow...I guess that trip changed a lot more than I gave it credit for, heh."

~ A little bit later ~

Dark Cacao Cookie walked down the main corridor leading to his room when the ever-loyal first watcher Caramel Arrow Cookie saw him.

"Your majesty, where have you been? And uh...are you ok? You're completely soaked."

He chuckled softly.

"Well, let's just say...we have a sea of allies on our side."

She grinned.

"That's great!"

Then she thought about it for a second.

"...Wait."

~

So, that was my first character drabble, I really hope you guys like it! And please, let me know if I made any mistakes or misuse any words, I would love to hear if I messed up somewhere so I can fix it!

[umbral-dominant]

-Burdened Embers-

[Closed Starter for @taleswritten ]

The Hideaway.

A place of second chances, with a roof to defend from the torrents of Storm, food to warm empty bellies, and companions who knew the same aches as the brands across your cheek. A promise full of good will; built on the back of guilt.

That’s how he’d always seen it, and even now as trained steps brought the shadow from the wilds with ever followed silence, he knew that outlook wouldn’t change - that weight that came with the sound of the living only wrought the barbs of discomfort across broad shoulders, his hand thumbing against the comfort of steel as people parted to give distance to the soldier and his encumbered bag slung across a shoulder, warry of it’s rust coloured mysteries.

“Aramis, been almost a moon. What’er you got for me?” Lady Charon’s voice cut through as clear sunlight to his attention. Not an ounce of hesitation to greet the looming guardian as he approached - despite the lacking of his own greeting as other polite hands, her tone held no malice or dissatisfaction of his nonexistent pleasantries - taking only another sup to smoke a pause while he placed the bag aside her counter to open.

Well skinned and salted meats lay within, supplies for the abode he so avoided.

“Venison this time is it? Got yourself a large buck or two by the looks of it lad, hrm?” Though she posed questions, the older woman continued about her business as if not expecting an answer; as none came beyond a slight nod, the man’s attention drifting across the other bodies within the room with flicking appraisal. Something of this hidden world had changed since he was last here, and it was with a chuff of air that Charon caught him as she ever did. “If you’re lookin’ for Cid he’s been busy with a new friend.”

Friend? The question came unspoken with a tilt of the head, dark locks drifting across clawed scars as the tall shadow turned his attention down to her.

As ever, she answered, a motion of her own out towards nothing in particular as she sorted through coin and coffer. “Aye, a recent lad who, evidently, got his personal attention quick enough. Can’t blame him, the kid’s got more on his lap than most who cross in here, can’t blame him for getting roped into Cid’s plan.” She was quiet then, gossip never came for free - and it wasn’t a topic that Aramis himself often indulged in.

Though, as payment passed from her hand to his, the gravelled rumble of his voice spoke in one last question; as if trying to quell the feeling that itched at the back of his skull. “…Who?”

Her eye sparkled with an elder’s mischief, cocking a brow as her posture shifted to once more take a pause to smoke, before replying with that same teasing tone. “Why, you interested in helping us out then?”

A scoffed frown was his reply, turning from the conversation without hesitation as he ever did; to leave back to the solitude of a fugitive’s hunt-

“Clive Rosfield.”

The weight against his prosthetic leg stilted with an audible click as the man stopped, pausing to take a breath before glancing back over his shoulder - looking for a game in her expression, but he knew better than to hope for that. Lady Charon never lied. She was smug of course, tapping out the smoke at the edge of a bowl to clear the ash as her quiet hum rose to meet his thoughts. It was a name he’d only known from a lifetime ago - a protector as he, to a charge just as cherished - fleeting in their few meetings, but such a valiant heart was impossible to forget.

“He’s alive?” A whisper he’d not meant to speak. Charon only nodded, motioning outward towards where Cid’s office lay.

“That he is, why, does that weigh your scales to helping us?” She knew his unsaid burden.

Dark rubies drifted down as his fingers grazed to steel, tapping that one solid lifeline as a grounding while his mind sorted through the sudden upheaval. Anger. That was the first reaction. A violent wrath that set his teeth on edge; the reminder of her, of the demoness who’d set it all in motion - but that was not him, that was not the son’s blame to hold.

As easy as it would be.

But… would that slighted child not eventually return to the mother? A dark thought, perhaps one of falsified reasons to ‘do the right thing’ - to combat the isolation that pulled as a siren, begging him to leave.

With a deep inhale, and slow exhale, Aramis’s forefinger stilled from it’s muted tapping, only a handful of heartbeats from the original question Lady Charon had posed; and, turning on his heel, the man moved with purpose towards Cid’s chambers, a pace set quick as to negate any chance for that comforting solitude to tempt him away.

His knuckles against the door locked out any chance for him to change his mind.

[the-adventures-of-bizzyboy-happy]

how's your work, little mailbizzy?

Happy very much enjoys helping Hector with the mail. He gets to see the entire Grove, see people he cares about being happy, and of course he gets to help. It’s also an excuse not to be bored at home all day once a week or so. He likes to work and doesn’t like staying in the same place, so it’s a win-win for him.

(dialogue transcript because my handwriting is bad enough with my entire hand much worse with just one finger vvvv)

Hector: Good mornin’ Pollina. We brought yewr box of supplies. Just sign there. (And, uh, give Cobigail my re-guards. Please.)

Pollina: You know she won’t mind a vis-

Hector: (nervous) NO THANK YOU.

[mechahero]

YOUR MUSE AESTHETIC ! !

look up " YOUR NAME + CORE + AESTHETIC " on pinterest and choose 9 images to use as a moodboard.

TAGGED BY: @simantopia, @anestofmuses (tysm!!)

TAGGING: @outofthiisworld, @asurastro, @5mind, @dragvnsovl (multimuses, this applies to any muse you want to do!)

[palmer-let-me-buy-her-dinner]

Yellodschäckets german dub 1x08 through 1x10 notes!

- my immersion in the resurrection of van palmer was unfortunately broken when Van said "echt jetzt? verbrennen?" the way Otto Waalkes said all his sid lines in ice age

- every now and then they just have one of the characters say fuck you, in English, in the middle of the German dialogue and I really don't get why

- "you're full of shit" -> "dir hat doch einer ins Gehirn geschissen" die wunderschöne deutsche Sprache <3

- in the conversation present tai and shauna have about feeling "it", that is translated as "etwas", and I feel like they will use another word for "it" in the sense of the wilderness, and separating the two makes more sense honestly

- teen shauna killing adam will never not gag me

- "Ich hab ihn niedergestochen und jetzt ist er tot, ja :/" adult shauna i love you forever. this line is funnier than "what, there's no book club??" and you can't change my mind

- that said, the voice actor for jeff actually makes that line funnier, great job there!

- jackie flirting with travis is somehow even more cursed and kind of sweet at the same time

- don't have a word like reunion so sadly we did not translate "worddefinition.net"

- "I don't even know who you are anymore" is translated using plural you, which makes sense but takes some of the personal punch out of "or maybe you never did"

- in the death dream, shauna says "ich liebe dich" to jackie, not "ich hab dich lieb" like she did in episode 1. this is a big deal! this is kind of a shared dream, right. and shauna being so much more touchy than she's been in several episodes then saying the I love you with the romantic connotation... you don't even have to read between the lines anymore

- want to give huge props to Vivien Gilbert, the german voice actress for teen shauna, for this episode in particular. yeowch

- for reasons that I cannot even begin to imagine, they used the original audio of Courtney Eaton saying "versez le sang, mes beaux amis" and then made the most obvious distracting cut to the german voice actress and it sadly ruined the cliffhanger for me

this is fun! if a little confusing at times. I'll be back with season 2 at some point :)

[universalthaumaturge]

so. chapter 5 huh.

[lostin2012]

Question but wtf happened with Ziz?

Deactivated I guess!