#I just feel so much for Hannah

[actual-goblinking]

Wanna know what fucks me up about Black Friday, the Starkid musical? Ethan is one of the only people in the musical who treats Hannah well. He genuinely seems to care for her, he calls her Banana, and watches her for Lex when she works. When Ethan and Hannah enter for the first time, it seems like he was babysitting her and is very in tune with Hannah and her mental state. He’s helping the Foster sisters leave Hatchetfield.

Then, when the Lords in Black are trying to draw Hannah out, what do they use? A newly dead Ethan, who died protecting her, using his term of affection for her (calling her Banana) and saying that she’s safe. The very thing that made Hannah feel safe being used to call her to doom

[cherrirui-official]

Friendlocke Violet Gijinkas (Part 1/7)

Since the edited episodes are starting to come out, I figured that bc of that and the fact that I've been keeping this in the back burner for a loooong while now, might as well complete all my friendlocke violet gijinkas!! Some are gonna stay the same while others are gonna have slight/ complete redesigns, so please keep that in mind!

I plan on posting them in order by groups of three, so there's gonna be seven parts in total, all of which I'll be linking here when done vvv

(Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five) (Part Six) (Part Seven)

!! These will contain personal headcanons I have for the cast, little fun facts, and also spoilers for Friendlocke Violet (for both the edited vids and the streams) !!

@saltydkart-reblogs

And that's pretty much it, designs under the cut!

LARK:

HUGE nerd. spent most of his time during the Uva Academy studying different kinds of pokemon as well as different fighting styles he can utilize once he is able to go out on his own journey with his very own trainer! Too bad that didn't really help in the long run...

His entire wardrobe consists of McDonald's related outfits. It's fucking insane. He even has some from long LONG ago that aren't available anywhere else.

The bubble pattern on his hair is able to move and change. Nobody knows how this is possible, not even Lark himself. All Lark knows is that his hair looks incredibly stylish!

Speaking of bubbles, he has the ability to blow bubbles whenever and wherever he pleases!

Often keeps himself extremely clean and gets upset if even a small speck of dirt gets on him, despite this he somehow smells like McDonald's food and axe body spray. Disgusting. He's so cool!

Even after death he still likes to hang around the other team members as a ghost, often getting to know the newer members as well as reuniting with the old ones. Sometimes they see him, sometimes they don't. It usually depends.

SARA:

Due to being a human in her past life, Sara is able to actually speak with the other humans in the pokemon world. However she usually doesn't due to it being seen as extremely weird and out of place. She did slip up once while talking in the presence of Arven, who thought it was the weed making him hear things.

Oinkologne are usually unable to do much with their hooves but Sara spent nights practicing how to knit with her new hooves and now she's able to do it flawlessly. I don't know how she managed to do that but go queen!

When first joining the team she'd often have the urge to eat her food related companions. It was a strange time for Sara, but she managed to overcome it.

When Peppy gets sick, she usually is the one who nurses him back to health. She was a human once so she often is able to figure out whatever sickness Peppy has and treat it properly. I suppose she's like a second mother to him.

The bag she carries with her is full of thread that she collected from various Tarountula she encountered on the journey, as well as little things she knits together in her spare time.

For the most part, Sara forgives... but NEVER forgets.

Did you guys know that Sara has a new YouTube channel? Check it out!

Pastey:

Before joining the team, Pastey was a nameless wanderer. He's been down every road in Paldea and knows almost the entire region (except for Area Zero) like the back of his hand.

He's gotten hurt pretty badly throughout the run (ie. the Mikey fight, the Atticus fight, and ESPECIALLY the final battle), however, he does not gain any (physical) scars from those fights. This is bc he's basically an axolotl, and axolotls are usually able to heal without scarring.

Pastey's "arms" are, to put it simply, mud prosthetics. More info here vvv

Pastey HAS met Mall Bingo once before the run, however, he doesn't recognize her. The only reason he does not recognize her is bc she wears glasses. (You know how people somehow aren't able to recognize Superman bc he wears glasses in his civilian attire even tho his face remains the same? It's basically like that lmao)

Unlike the lightbulbs he eats, the gasoline he drinks isn't really mandatory to his diet. Gasoline is like alcohol to him and he drinks it like an absolute CHAMP.

He goes fishing when there's nothing else to do or when he can't sleep at night. He doesn't do this bc he thinks it's fun or anything, only bc it's a "good time passer" or so he claims. Other members of the team will often sit with him and vent out anything that's troubling them at the moment, and Pastey is always there to listen to them.

And that's pretty much it. Next is Joe, Hannah Ü, and Mykyie!

[sainzofthetimes16]

formula one. the billionare boys club.

[jackienautism]

do u ever thibk abt sam giddings and how she doesn’t necessarily have a “best” friend. how she’s ranked second on the relationship charts 70% of the time. how she isn’t anyones starting highest ranked person. bc i do all. all the fucking time

[hella1975]

hiiii haha. hello. exceptionally awkward introduction bc idrk how to start something like this so let's just jump right in. im taking a break from this account for a bit. i know i said i wanted taob out before halloween and currently im fine sticking with that deadline, but if i decide i need longer away then i will take longer away. every time ive reassured people that id never abandon a fic and updates will always come eventually i never once considered that my writing and ability to feel safe and comfortable on this site would be actively taken from me, so im not even going to apologise. i dont want this either and more importantly i dont fucking deserve it. i dont know what it is in the past year, if ive hit a certain amount of followers or 'popularity' that's made it so the natural ratio of positive to negative interactions must in turn go up, but there's been a serious uptick in weird asks for me. the annoying part is that a very small amount of them are actually objectively mean and hateful, the rest are just weird and invasive from people who seemingly dont realise that's what they're being. ive reached a point where i dont care if the intentions are good. it's not my job as a 20 year old tumblr user of all things to defend the morality of someone who couldnt even bother to come off anon. unfortunately, after blocking only one or two anons, the weird asks have decreased substantially, which says all you need to know about the fascinating and exhilarating lives led by these people, but ive also gone on to turn anon asks off entirely. this is something i actively fought against doing and had to be pushed into by my mutuals (who have been the coolest people on planet earth during this entire thing). turning off anon was a big deal to me even if it sounds silly. i felt betrayed and like id been backed into a corner because it was so vehmently something i DIDNT WANT that to feel like i had to do it anyway for my own mental health??? that sucks. so even though ive 'fixed' the problem, im still kind of reeling and uncomfortable every time i come on tumblr. i hope it's just something i need time to ease because i'll truly be devastated if this becomes 'ruined' for me. tumblr exists as the only place in the world where i am honestly every facet of myself without shame or hesitation; losing that would be insanely harmful to me. and to the people who cant appeal to the actual human behind the post, let me put that in words you can understand: we wouldn't get any more writing 😦😦😦 riots and fires and sirens, i know. so yeah. to anyone who has sent me an anon ask and you're now wondering if you were part of the problem, im firmly of the belief that you'll know if you are. when i say 'weird asks' i dont mean 'you sent me a para about your personal life just to vent or ask for advice' or 'you sent me a really deep emotional compliment about the impact me and/or my writing has had on you' - i love asks like that, so much that i put off taking a break and turning off anon solely for the joy they bring me. im sorry that it might feel like you're being punished too bc of the actions of what in reality is a HANDFUL of weird people, but this is what i feel like i have to do to feel safe and not go insane every time i log in. love you guys, hopefully ill see you soon x

[sexynetra]

If I had a nickel for every time a drag race stan account on Twitter screenshotted one of my fics and posted it publicly, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.

[echofades]

Upset there was no conclusion to Shira/Hannah in the finale, happy that clearly they wrote the finale planning 100% for a season 2 which means we would get a whole other season to develop Shira/Hannah and it wasn't just a rushed one-scene happy ending, upset that the shitty studios are dragging this strike on so long there's a good chance we might not actually GET a season 2.

[swallowedabug]

KILLJOYS 5.01 (2019)

[hannahbananawadders]

MARRY ME HANNAH PLEASE

[francolapintogf]

i don’t want to be mean but there is a certain subsection of f1 fans on here that act eerily similar to the ‘not all men’ and ‘all lives matter’ intersection

[the-one-who-lambs]

Me: I don't know if my ideas are worth sharing, I'm losing engagement from my readerbase these past few months so I must be doing something wrong, I don't think I've really accomplished anything as a writer.

Some person in my AO3 comments hyped as FUCK for the Risen Lamb/Fallen God rewrite:

[hannah-heartstrings]

I haven't felt like making new stuff so I'm going to post old stuff until I do. XD

So here's a fic from 2015 of my Dragon Quest 9 party fighting a grotto boss.

It was the first chapter of a fic, but I don't care for the rest of it and think this works on its own, even though it ends abruptly. I'm pretty sure the abrupt ending was because I was trying to make it like the intro of an episode before it goes to the theme song. I was also trying to emulate a camera moving in the first paragraph, I was pretty influenced by TV back then.

Concrit is still OK, but being nine years old I might know by now, but maybe not seeing as how I still don't know why TV gets away with abruptly cutting to the next scene but it looks weird when I do it. XD

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            It was a peaceful night in the fields of Stornway; but if one stood before the mouth of the cave, which rested in the middle, and listened carefully they might’ve heard unpeaceful echoes. Moving through the carved corridors, past roaming creatures and down stairs, the echoes would get louder and louder.

            “Huh!” “Ow!” “Look out!” the echoes went in various voices; louder and louder until a large room was reached.

            “Nieeeegh!” a large, monstrous horse whinnied as it raised its hooves in the air to bring them down with crackles of lightning. The lightning struck the four attacking the horse and knocked them away.

            While the others hit the wall or floor, one managed to keep her boots planted on the ground and shield up in front of her. The lightning struck the shield, merely scooting her back. She looked up at the horse, shaking her head to get the brown waves out of her face.

            A fairy flew out of her pocket to glare at her right next to her face. “You got any more flappin’ ideas, Hannah?!”

            “Watch your language.”

            “I didn’t say anything,” said a redhead nearby as she pulled herself off the floor.

            Hannah glanced past the fairy at her, extending her sword arm toward her. “Celeste, oomph me!”

            The red head rolled her eyes. “We gotta think of a better name for that.” She waved an arm at her as she focused her magic onto her.

            Hannah’s sword glowed with a yellow light. She snatched the fairy out of the air and stuffed her back in her pocket. She rushed forward towards the horse, her sword held behind her. “Maya, sap him!”

            A young blue haired girl stepped out of the shadows, casting a spell on the enemy.

            Feeling itself weaken it charged for Maya.

            She screamed and ran.

            Hannah swerved to the right to run after him; she quickly reached him and started to swing forward but the monster reared up and donkey kicked her away. She flew back a ways, bumping into something soft and landing on it. She looked up into the bright red eyes of a man’s face. “Thanks for catching me,” she smiled.

            “Any time,” he smiled back.

            She faced forward, quickly jumping up while knocking him back down.

            The monster had Maya backed into a corner. It raised a hoof but paused as it heard an ear-piercing whistle. It looked back at Hannah standing in the middle of the room.

            “Look at you, talk about a nightmare,” she smirked at her own joke.

            “My name is Equinox!” it turned to face her. “I will not be taunted by a mere mortal!”

            Hannah held back a laugh.

            A fireball struck Equinox in the face before it could go on anymore. Celeste stepped up to stand next to Hannah, another fireball ready between her hands. “Why did we come here again?” she asked, exhausted.

            “Because it was there,” Hannah said plainly.

            “Wait…” she turned to her gaping, the flame dissipating “what?!” The horse suddenly charged into her, knocking her away.

[thelastspeecher]

Okay hear me out

The Music Man, but Harold Hill is a butch lesbian

[hallufabrication]

It is a coincidence that the majority of the posts on this blog are about Adam for now (honestly just the making of this blog coincided with me getting a lot of thoughts about him) but God.

Can you imagine being Adam, and going through the entire season 1 finale, and being forced to go with Teach and not managing to stop the self destruction - not managing to save your sister - and only later you (possibly) find out that her plan failed and that Hannah is safe, but then God knows what is happening with you for a few months. And then you're put into a team with some guy from Polaris and are sent to some big race and you see your sister there after so long! (If, for some reason, he didn't get to learn about her being fine after the s1 finale, this would most likely be his realization that she even survived!)

And then you see that she's thriving. She has an entirely new team, she's partaking in the same race, she's just as confident and even happier than before, and there's not a single sign of her missing you. She doesn't need you, in fact, she's better off without you. How do you even deal with this? She's the only person you cared about. Were you really holding her back? All you were doing was caring for the future of the deal you both made with Teach, but somehow you managed to fuck up so bad that she needed to separate from you to fullfill her dreams. How do you even deal with failing as an older sibling this bad.

[danidoesathing]

I agonized over which to pick because I just want to ask about all your fics in progress!! I narrowed it down to two and that's just going to have to be ok

the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending)

Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup

its very funny you pick those two because those like. two of the only three on that list that ISNT lord huron related lmao. those are both hatchetfield fics ive started in secret. regardless those are the main ones im working on right now SO

the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending) is a fic based on the ending of TGWDLM where like. you know how in the credits where Emma starts begging the audience for help? and like. you know how in TTO how the audience is also referred to by Bliklotep's title? soooo the fic is the ending but i throw him in the mix and ramp the already existing horror of "begging for help and being ignored a cheering crowd" by going "realizing said crowd has been treating your suffering and death as a source of amusement right before you die". only fun times in hatchetfield

"She stumbles to the edge of the stage. The stitches in her leg have come undone and there’s blood seeping through the bandage. That is real. Emma is real, and she needs to help right now."

Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup is a fic that takes place directly after the end of Yellow Jacket that focuses on Daniel and Sophia like. right after the ending. we dont really see them after the Otho fight and we still have no clue is Sophia is even ALIVE and also i miss them dearly. the fic mostly focuses on Daniel trying not to have a panic attack in Miss Retros because one friend is missing after almost dying and the other is in the hospital after also almost maybe dying and he doesn't really know what to do. Not a whole lot of plot it's mostly him trying to deal with that whole. mess. luckily he's got Miss Holloway and Duke to make things a bit easier (responsible adults? in MY hatchetfield? its honestly only these two but its better than nothing)

"He feels so stupid. Sophia is in the hospital and she might never wake up. Hannah is missing and could be kidnapped or dead or worse. And he’s just sitting here in a cozy diner with pancakes and orange juice, and Hannah’s Jacket but not Hannah and not Sophia."

[captainsantiagos]

I’m gonna need a whole week to digest all of that because what the HELL.