#I’m ALIVE

[xbomboi]

Cedar? I Wood-n’t Wanna Be Her!

after that, she started apologizing to her homework.

[ivykuro]

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tea party

[zackisontumblr]

i love gay bars security is shaking their ass too

[mytholympus]

Dionysus: If I keep losing my keys I might jump out of a window!

Hades: Dio, what did I tell you about saying stuff like that?!

Dionysus: …

Dionysus: If I keep losing my keys I might… push somebody else out of a window?

Hades: Thank you.

[wynnyfryd]

finally started working on trailer park au again after taking a week-long christmas vacation from being a person 🥳

[twilghtkoo]

gacha !

jungkook jumps nexts to you, surprised and scared at the gasp you let out. stopping in your tracks as you stare down the street, your mouth slightly open and eyes shining.

he holds a hand to his chest. "jesus babe, you scared me."

"baby, look! can we go?" mindlessly ignoring him and purely focused on the small store that caught your eye, extending your arm out to point at it.

jungkook follows your finger. "ahh, the gachapon store. that's new, that wasn't there the last time we were here in this area." he thinks out loud before lacing your fingers with his and leading you both towards the new building. you don't even want to know how much jungkook paid for these tokens that he had walked over to you with that stupid sweet smile of his and a cup full of the golden tokens.

the store was like toy heaven, walls and aisles full off gacha toy machines of many different interests. it's almost overwhelming until your boyfriend gently pushes you with a hand on your lower back, to the first wall inside.

"let's start here, take your time." it's as if this man was inside your brain and had the answers to all your problems. you reach on your tippy toes and place a soft kiss on his cheek.

"shut up, they have animal crossing keychains. oh my god, look at tom, i want him. who do you think i'm gonna get?"

jungkook predicts isabelle.

you insert the instructed amount of tokens and turn the handle til the capsule falls into place. jungkook watches with a small smile, finding you so endearing and cute that the anticipation of a capsule of random assortment of your interests has you all giddy.

"i got isabelle. you guessed right! should i try again for tom?" holding up the toy to his face so he can see the popular character of the familiar yellow dog that he's seen on your nintendo switch countless of times.

jungkook, the shopping enabler he is, tells you 'try as many times as you want, i'll get you more tokens if you want baby'.

you don't know if the universe was on your side but this fairly new store managed to have almost all of your interests in these machines. jungkook ended up having to grab your reusable bag from your purse to hold all your prizes. he wonders if you even have room for all these with your other trinkets decorating your home.

"baby, look they have matching charms." you walk over to one of the last machines, already finding the one you want. you turn to look at him with those eyes.

"would you match with me? we can put it on our keys."

he can't help but giggle at you, he throws his head back to glance at the ceiling. feeling his chest do that thing again anytime he's around you.

"of course." he tells you. don't you know by now that he'll do anything for you?

[keetskeets]

[ddeongies]

they 😖

[jimothy-hopkins]

Game Features/mission concepts I want if we ever get Bully 2 or a remake (we won’t but I can dream)

Being able to break into and steal from people’s dorms.

Losing respect from a clique when you antagonize a member for no reason.

Gary actually acting a head boy and punishing people like a prefect.

Phones. Jimmy has a Nokia and you can use it as a weapon. It does good damage too.

Senior prank mission.

Prom/homecoming mission.

Pep rally mission.

Away game mission.

More missions involving the jocks.

Gary being a redeemed antagonist.

Crabblesnitch and the staff being the ACTUAL villains.

Bif should be an undefeated boss. Jimmy had no business whooping his ass like that.

Gary spreading rumors in free roam.

Pete needs a bigger role.

Pete, Jimmy, and Gary teaming up in the jock boss fight and in complete mayhem.

Bully Online. That would be WILD.

Chaining your bike so fat fucks like Algernon don’t steal it. (He specifically always steals my bikes and it’s annoying)

A skate park or mall would’ve been fun to add.

You can actually take the NPCs on dates and when you take them on dates it increases your popularity/respect with their clique.

And if you cheat on the NPC you’ll loose respect with the clique and get your shit rocked.

If you do something ��sketchy” or “bad” there will be rumors about it the next day.

Weekends.

Prefects being useful for once.

You can join sports teams/clubs.

MORE IN DEPTH CHARACTERIZATION FOR PETE, JIMMY, AND GARY.

[lunarservantt]

karn sauer doodles

[the-broken-pen]

“We absolutely should not be doing this,” the hero whispered, but there wasn’t any heat to it. The other end of the line rustled as the villain laughed.

“There are a lot of things we shouldn’t be doing. Namely, I shouldn’t commit felonies, you shouldn’t talk to a felon…” their friend trailed off.

This time, the hero was the one who laughed. Outside, a bird began to chirp with the sunrise, and the villain sighed.

“Time distance.”

“Time distance,” the hero agreed, and by god if the miles weren’t a wound in itself.

“You should sleep,” the villain murmured. The hero hummed.

“Probably, yeah.”

Neither of them hung up.

“If I promise to call tomorrow, will you go to bed, please? For me?”

The hero sniffed, eyes heavy as the sun peeked through their blinds.

“Promise?”

“Pinkie.”

The hero slumped backwards. “I won’t hang up though.”

The villain laughed, softly, with an affection the hero didn’t want to think about.

“I’ll do the heavy lifting, once again,” but the hero knew they smiled as they said. The line clicked off.

—————————

“Hey, Sunshine. Committing nefarious acts of kindness and good deeds, I take it?”

“Hey,” the hero was breathless, hand pressed against their side. It came back bloody.

Any humor dropped from the villain’s voice in an instant.

“You’re hurt.”

The hero managed a pathetic laugh, flinching.

“Just a little.”

“It doesn’t sound like a little.”

The hero eyed their wound, swallowing.

“Absolutely just a little.”

“It’s a good thing you’re the kid of a hero, because love, you absolutely suck at lying.”

The hero tried to pretend something didn’t warm in their stomach at the endearment.

“I have…bandages. And antiseptic. And some good old natural dirt to rub into it if all else fails.”

The villain sighed on the other end of the line, and the hero knew they were rubbing their brow. For some reason, despite the pain, it made the hero grin.

“I’m fine,” they promised, and when the villain stayed silent, they said it again. “I’m fine.”

“If you die I’ll be mad at you.”

“Fairly certain that is the wrong sentiment for a villain to have towards a hero—“

“Has the bleeding stopped?”

The hero slapped some tape around the edge of the gauze, blood still dried around the edges.

“Yes.”

The relief was palpable.

“Good. Go to bed.”

“You’ll call again?”

“Promise.”

The hero smiled.

“Pinkie.”

The villain hung up.

—————————

“You wouldn’t happen to have a flamethrower I could borrow, do you?”

The hero blinked, holding the phone away from their face for a moment.

“I’m sorry?”

“Oh, don’t be, I just need one,” the villain snorted, and a loud crash sounded in the background.

“What on earth are you doing?” Concern rolled in the hero’s gut. The villain laughed.

“You’re going to want plausible deniability sunshine.”

“Right,” they paused. “But why a flamethrower?”

“It has flames, it throws them, what else could I ask for in an object?”

“I can throw flames.” Even though the villain couldn’t see it, the hero let a spark flicker on their finger tips.

“And again,” the villain’s voice lowered. “What more could I ask for?”

The hero didn’t have a response to that, but the villain somehow, like they always did, knew that.

“Any bruises I should know about?”

“And what would you do about them? You live on the other side of the country,” the hero teased.

“I can steal a fighter jet in less than half an hour.”

The hero blinked at the seriousness in the villain’s tone. They laughed, nervously.

“Please don’t do that.”

The villain sighed. “You ruin my fun.”

“I haven’t arrested you, so I think that should get me brownie points.”

“You live on the other side of the country,” the villain parroted.

“I could get there faster than a fighter jet,” the hero said. The villain snorted again.

“Will you—“

“Call again? Pinkie.”

The hero smiled. “Promise.”

The villain hung up.

—————————

The hero picked up the phone on the third ring, smiling.

“Hey trouble maker, what’s—”

All they got in response was a pained wheeze.

“Villain,” the hero said, gut plummeting. “Are you okay?”

“Fine,” the villain bit out, breath short. “I’m okay.”

“You don’t sound okay.”

The villain gave something that was either a laugh or a sob.

“Mhm.”

“What’s going on,” their voice broke, and the villain fell silent.

“It’s going to be okay,” they murmured. And the hero knew.

Innately, in a painful, wretched way, they knew.

“My dad is there.”

Their dad, the superhero. Their dad, who had forbidden them from ever speaking.

Their dad, who wanted the villain, their villain, dead.

The villain made a quiet noise of ascent.

“I’m coming—”

“You won’t make it.”

The hero stilled.

“How bad is it?” Their hands were shaking. They couldn’t find their suit, why couldn’t they find their suit—

“Too fast for a fighter jet,” the villain tried, voice too light and wet with tears.

The hero slammed a drawer closer, throwing open the door to the basement, searching for something, anything.

“I can be faster,” they grit out, breathless. Their chest hurt.

“Not that fast.”

“Please,” the hero sobbed, and on the other end of the line, the villain did too.

“Don’t do this to me.”

“I don’t want to,” the villain swore. They coughed, and it was a deathly thing.

Something slammed in the background on the end of the line, and the hero’s fingers clenched around the phone.

“What was that?”

The villain let out a pained whine, phone crackling as they shifted away, before their voice came over the speaker again.

“I’ll call again tomorrow.”

The hero’s face was wet.

“Promise?”

The villain let out a small sob, but they still sounded like they were smiling, soft with affection.

“Pinkie.”

The hero didn’t mean to say what came next.

“I love you.”

The villain didn’t even pause, breath hitching. “I love you too.”

The line crackled.

“Sunshine, I need you to do something for me now,” the villain rasped, voice choked with pain and tears and love and fear. “I need you to hang up.”

The hero forgot how to breathe.

“No—”

“Please,” the villain took a sharp breath through their nose, and it sounded painful. “Just this once. I can’t do it this time.”

“Villain,” the hero began, but the villain cut them off as something crashed in the background once more.

It sounded like a building falling.

It sounded like the hero breaking, too.

“Sunshine,” the villain pleaded. “Just once. I’ll-I’ll call you back. I swear.”

They could both taste the lie.

The hero sniffed.

The villain sobbed.

And for the first time, the hero hung up.

The villain never called them back.

[theweirdgoodbyes]

ever since I was a little girl I’ve wanted to be a world war 2 fighter pilot

[frozen-ghostyy]

I’m proud to say.

I love Cayde-6.

[lordyunaa]

this is not your fault

[almostliving84]

🍌🍌🍌

[serenityysoul]

not rlly a fan of ships but i wanted to draw something for my fav anime <3