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When people don't cheer at your good news
A long time ago, I was referred to as a cheerleader. A morale booster. A person who brought levity to many situations. I laugh a lot. Sometimes, that makes people feel good. Sometimes, my laughter makes some people paranoid. It’s not like my laugh is maniacal. It’s just that laughter can actually make some people uncomfortable. Anyway, I like to cheer on people. I like jokes in a meeting to pep…
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DEAD BOY DETECTIVES (2024)
1.05 - The Case of the Two Dead Dragons
Or,
Edwin. I saw that.
#the second gif is more damning than the first one tbh#if the universe doesn’t let him smooch his homie even a little im going to have to start booing and jeering#dead boy detectives#dbda#edwin payne#george rexstrew#payneland#my gifs#I’m a thousand percent sure this exact gifset exists out there#multiple versions of it probably. bc come on. gestures at all of that.#but I don't think l've seen it myself and I don't have it on my blog so. sorry#also fun fact while this was in my drafts l'd initially captioned it 'dead boy detectives (2016)'#because it’s apparently 2016? do I think it’s 2016 currently?#not sure what kind of typo that was but brain did reboot on time! embarrassing
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New follower traits
Bonus:
#cult of the lamb#cult of the lamb lambert#cotl lamb#cotl#tbh i dont really check follower traits that often#so thats on me lol#i heard jeering from the other side of the screen#i thought they were being cute for the hell of it#apparently not! >:O#immediately sent the troublemaker into prison lol#yes i did really lose 1k from that interaction
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sexualization of female athletes is so disgusting and it makes me SO mad. a woman can never focus solely on her sport, she also has to make sure her physique looks good in skin tight spandex. and she has to constantly self-monitor to make sure she’s not accidentally flashing the crowd. and even if she’s the most skilled and talented athlete in the world, she still gets dolled up and paraded around like some kind of sexy show pony. it’s seriously ridiculous.
#female athletes#women’s sports#radblr#radical feminists do touch#like i remember being a literal CHILD forced to wear underwear in front of all my friends and classmates#and any time i dove for a ball or moved at all i would get jeers from the audience talking about my ass being out#like let me wear knee length shorts???#it’s so stupid
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Cozytober - Borrowing A Sweatshirt
Ellie, like Danny, isn't really bothered by the cold.
She is a spirit of the wind, a ghost of swift winds and open air and places seen, places to be, places yet to know.
She is no stranger to freezing temperatures, but unlike Danny she is also intimately familiar with the scorching heat—of desert lands and arid concrete, burning tableaus where she can hardly even believe plants can thrive, of hot engines and the smell of searing rubber.
She is cold blooded, she is hot blooded, she is air itself, twisting and turning and roaming and sometimes stagnant and stale.
She floats like that today, in Jazz's apartment, waiting.
It is not in her nature to wait, but she was born waiting for her moment, and she fought her way out of waiting, and she is willing to weather the floaty stasis if only to feel the love and comfort and her only tethers to the earthly world: her family.
Danny will arrive soon, and he will probably indulge her on a flight around town until Jazz gets off from work, but until then:
Waiting.
It is neither cold, nor warm in Jazz's apartment. Outside it is freezing, but she has just come a jaunt through the summers of Africa so her equilibrium is still adjusting.
The heat isn't on, but it's insulated. It would be uncomfortable for Jazz, but it is not for Ellie or Danny.
It is a limbo, and she floats in it, sluggish and sleepy in the quiet.
Two more hours.
Her arms start to rub up and down, she curls into a loose sort of ball, and she spins, slow, in low gravity of her own making.
The dust motes flicker, and suddenly the apartment feels cavernous.
She forces herself to stretch, to fill as much space as she can, twisting and turning and restless.
One hour and 48 more minutes.
She might go crazy.
She twirls, diving towards the kitchen, finding nothing but tofu and vegetables, still uncooked. She's not opposed too tofu and veggies, but she also did not learn how to cook, so she makes the clearly correct decision to not mess about.
Her internal temperature fluctuates, again, and a shiver wracks through her. Hm.
Idea.
She floats up and zooms towards where the guest bedroom is, rummaging for through the drawers, finding mostly Danny's tee shirts and jeans.
There's a purple scrunchie, and a baggy black tee shirt with skulls and roses on it, and an absurdly big pair of shorts with fire patterns all over it, but no…aha!
She pulls out a firetruck red hoodie, shaking out and slipping it on.
It's big on her, but not overly so, so it must not be Dan's or Jazz's. Sam and Danny would never wear such a bright, ketchup-y color, so it must be Tucker's. the fabric is soft and thick, fuzzy on the inside, smooth on the outside. She snuggles into the collar, smelling machine oil and that weird cologne he insists on. Thankfully, it's only a hint, and Ellie's had a couple of years to get used to it, so she sinks into the comfort of it.
Inspecting the hoodie reveals a retro 70s font, wavy and bubbly, that proudly pronounces her "Furry Trash." She snorts, wondering if Sam or Danny got Tucker this hoodie, or if he bought it himself. With Tucker, you never know.
Flipping up the hood reveals it even has some cat ears, and Ellie is tickled absolutely pink as she floats around, spinning and snickering into the soft fabric.
She goes to press the drawer closed, but then something catches her eye.
It's a Gameboy Color, a beat up bright yellow one. It's got a faded wolf sticker on the back, with Tucker's name sloppily written in sharpie. Ellie is delighted that when she boots it up, it still has a green light to denote it's got full battery.
She wasn't alive during this time, but she remembers it through the haze of Danny's memories, and the tangential nostalgia is enough to maker her shut the drawer and move to the living room with her new loot.
Tetris loads up with a series of cheery low quality pings. The speaker must be slightly busted from age.
Tucker's got the top 3 highest scores, followed by Sam and Danny in fourth and fifth respectively.
She smirks, feeling settled and comfy and warm, and decides that maybe it's time she's better at her template at something.
When Danny floats through the floor later, Ellie is cursing up a storm and about to throw something. He laughs at her, at the source of frustration and at her hoodie, until he's blue in the face. She reminds him petulantly that he doesn't actually need to breathe, but graciously goes on that flight with him despite his rudeness anyway.
When Jazz gets home, she gives Ellie a big smile and hug, quirks and eyebrow at the hoodie, but says nothing about it.
This is why she's the favorite.
Ellie works on that high score to the sound of Jazz's soft cheering and Danny's obnoxious jeering, and it's good.
She decides that the hoodie is hers, and the Gameboy will be in her custody until her next visit, much to Danny's amusement. He gives her a bear hug to end all bear hugs, and Jazz gives her a kiss on the cheek, and she's off.
She beats Danny's score two days later, sitting on tippy top of the Taj Mahal. She beats Sam's score hanging off the hour hand of Big Ben the next day.
The Golden Gate Bridge (and Karl the Fog) witnesses her victory over Tucker's second place high score, her shouts of glee echoing over the morning Bay.
She's sitting on the Arc de Triumph when she finally does it, jumping up and down and squealing as she clutches the Gameboy to her chest like a precious trophy.
She loads the portal gun and dives, dropping directly into Tucker's room in the shared apartment he, Sam and Danny live in.
She lands heavily on Tucker's bed, which is unfortunately occupied by the man himself, but he'll get over it, she's light!
"Oof! Wha—Ellie?" The man grumbles, a quick glance telling Ellie it's 2am in the morning. She's surprised he's asleep at this time, but is too elated to really register the thought.
She shoves the Dameboy and the high score screen into Tucker's bleary face the second he has his glasses on.
"I beat it!!" She yells, laughing and joyous.
"What?" Tucker says, rubbing his face and looking again. It takes him a few seconds that last ages, and her yell must have woken the others, because by the time Sam and Danny barge in, Tucker has a soft but wide smile on his face.
"Hell yeah Little D!" He says, and even though he has morning breath she doesn't care because he gives her a big bear hug and Danny and Sam join and it's a big rolling pile of limbs and love and family.
"Bet you can't beat it!" Ellie finally says, in the middle of the sudden cuddle pile and feeling tethered but free, like she always does when she's got another connection to her family.
"You're on!" Tucker challenges, grabbing the Gameboy in one hand and ruffling her hair with the other.
"But first, sleep." Sam admonishes, ever the sensible one. "Ellie, what are you even wearing?"
Sam grabs Ellie by the back of her collar, holding her up effortlessly like a little kitten.
Tucker finally registers his hoodie on her, and promptly bursts into laughter.
Ellie sniffs, but she can't hold her own grin. "It's called fashion, Sam, look it up!"
#The hoodie becomes a trophy#every time Tucker or Ellie beat the other's score they take posession of it#one time Jazz beats it and proudly wears the hoodie to dinner#Dan tries but fails miserably#Danny and Sam stay out of it but cheer and jeer on any competitors#danny phantom#my writing#danny fenton#jazz fenton#ellie phantom#dani phantom#tucker foley#sam manson#cozytober2024#writing event
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She so real
#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#delicious in dungeon#izutsumi#senshi#marcille dungeon meshi#my poor marcille#she decerve that jeer#anyway
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do you ever just stop and suddenly remember dean actually and literally called cas “devastatingly handsome” in front of his entire family, like, cmon, boy is so damn whipped for cas it’s glaringly and painfully obvious
#literally in real life#if that happened#Sam would’ve been like kicking cas under the table and jeering ‘my brother is disgustingly in love with you’#and Mary would’ve laughed and been like ‘make a husband outta him already would you cas?’#dean winchester#castiel#destiel#spn#supernatural#deancas
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Has anyone asked you about erisol?
If no, then what's your opinion on them! :-)
I feel like people will be upset at me for this, but a completely platonic and completely lukewarm mutual dislike... they don't really like each other, but take no great issue with each other either. The boys are not fightingggg
So like. A common thing in fandoms is taking things at face value and not really reading any deeper into them. You see this a shitton with Eridan in general - lots of people take it 100% at face value that he's a casteist genocide liker, when it's pretty clear upon further examination that he's pretty much lying about being casteist and doesn't actually want to murder his friends. So, at face value, Eridan hates Sollux, and either wants to do spadesies with him, or go ashen with him. And so this has become a really popular ship, but the thing is... at basically every turn, the story kind of goes out of its way to point out that there's actually nothing between them. At least romantically.
See, Eridan does not actually hate Sollux, at least not to the level of pitch/ashen. TWICE before Sollux and Feferi start hanging out all the time, we see Eridan commenting on Sollux in a fairly neutral-negative way - the first time calling him "a drama machine" and noting that "it is fuckin pathetic," and the second time as "the dead guy who saved [Feferi]". And let's be clear about the former, Eridan is just kind of Like That, he's rude as fuck even about people he LIKES (calling his BFF Karkat an "assblood" and sarcastically referring to Feferi by her royal titles), so that's actually one of the less nasty things he's said about someone.
Meanwhile, on Sollux's end, he LITERALLY says "not interested" to what he perceives as pitch/ashen advances from Eridan. Like, actually just says those words out loud. Not even in a pesterlog, he actually just says those words with his mouth.
So it seems to me that there's a pretty clear case to be made here that Eridan and Sollux kind of just... don't really give a shit about each other, and probably wouldn't have interacted in any substantial way if not for Feferi's involvement. Especially because Eridan's chosen method of hitting on Sollux is with casteism, something he's already faking in the first place.
If we really want to dig into this, though, it's kind of - in my eyes - a lukewarm case of the hedgehog dilemma. They're a bit too similar, and it winds up causing them both mild pain to get too close.
They're both nihilists that kind of hate themselves. Sollux's mutated brain causes him a not-insignificant amount of discomfort, his visions of the future and of the "imminently doomed" have made him lose a lot of hope, and he blames himself for killing Aradia, something so painful that he didn't tell anyone else she died, to the point where most of the team - including Terezi and Tavros - had to find out after entering the game. Meanwhile, Eridan struggles with the perceived inevitability of a lifestyle that causes him nothing but distress, and his constant, overwhelming anxiety about it leads to constant stressing over whether or not he's "good enough"; whenever he's in severe emotional distress, he starts beating up on himself.
They also both front at being more okay with their problems than they actually are. Sollux has his 1337 hacker, two cool for you persona that he puts on, and Eridan is always trying to be the big bad sea dweller. For example, Sollux goes "I'm not trolling the humans, it's beneath me," but he's in Jade's trollslum, so the implication there is that he totally did try trolling, it went badly for him, and now he's pretending that he was always better than that. And I don't think I need to tell you how hard Eridan works to try and present himself as badass and scary and totally not deep in the throes of emotional anguish at all times.
And these are the similarities that ultimately make Erisolsprite so stable. Erisolsprite speculates that maybe the reason he hasn't exploded yet is that deep down, he loves to suffer. The truth is, there's nothing between the two that's really so objectionable that they would ACTUALLY hate each other; Eridan isn't actually casteist, and Eridan never really hated Sollux in the first place.
Neither would they bring each other any comfort or joy - Eridan doesn't have any sympathy for Sollux's baggage, since, like, what, he only killed ONE person, and was even under mind control, so it's not like it was really his fault. He's a drama machine. And Sollux wouldn't have sympathy for Eridan's problems, partially because they manifest in such cringeworthy, embarrassing ways (and Sollux is highly sensitive to not being cringe, seeing as he's always commenting on other people being embarrassing or overly earnest), and partially because - I mean, fuck it, he's a rich-ass sea dweller who doesn't need to worry about being harvested to be a battery for a living ship. And also he's an idiot.
That's kind of what their relationship is to me, you know? A tepid and lukewarm dislike. They're just similar enough to each other to understand the other, and just different enough to be like "ugh, but that guy suuuuuuuucks". It's very funny, but not really a ship, hahaha.
So what you really get from that is two guys that just kind of dislike each other. Not vehemently or diametrically enough for pitch or ashen, and not a trace of the requisite pity for flushed or pale. When you throw the two together into one sprite, it won't shut up about how much it hates itself, how each part of itself is flabberghasted by the other, and how much practically the only reason it doesn't explode is a resounding "meh."
Eridan likes to validate his despair; ironically, since it's all he's ever known, it's where he feels comfortable - and nobody would provide better doomscrolling material than the doom player. Similarly, Sollux likes to torment himself, suffering his guilt in silence, and Eridan has SO MUCH to feel guilty over. Combine them into one entity, and you have a guy who can reach SUCH levels of revelling in his own misery, you don't even KNOW.
Not that it's healthy or positive for either of them... just that it would be incredibly stable. It's their worst tendencies being satisfied by each other. Maybe that's a form of leprechaun romance, but it's certainly not a quadrant.
#homestuck#eridan ampora#sollux captor#admittedly sollux is one of the trolls i'm still working on grasping#and this post should also in no way be taken as 'stop shipping them' because idfc#ship what you want who cares hussie has already been driven away with jeering and sneering#i just was always kind of fascinated by the endurance of the ship#despite pretty much every piece of canon involving these two pointing to the fact that they just. kind of dont like each other#but in a platonic way
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KILLJOYS 5.04 (2019)
#killjoysedit#killjoys syfy#yalena yardeen#d'avin jaqobis#john jaqobis#hannah john kamen#hannah john-kamen#hjkedit#luke macfarlane#aaron ashmore#dutch#coren jeers#dmitry chepovetsky#team awesome force#killjoys#d'avedit#johnnyjaqobisedit#kj 504#kj s5#my edits#my gif
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us at konig
He's aware it looks silly to anybody who may catch you in such a position (and god help them if they do, könig is a man who values his privacy and that of his partner. being spies on is not something he would take lightly to) but he loves it. The first time it happened he already had you in his arms before you shook your head and began to shift, wriggling out of his grasp to crawl over him before settling back under the covers behind him. One leg thrown over his hip and arms around the small (if you could even call it that) of his waist.
"you always get to be the big spoon." your voice curled in his ear where your head was tucked into the crook of his neck. "it's my turn now."
he would never complain about such a thing
#könig x reader#könig x you#BIG BEARRRRR#also means you can wake him up with grabbing them tiddies honk honk#but yeah i imagine könig does not like people encoraching on his privacy especially with a partner#and if its done in a jeering way of 'haha look at this weirdo' while also speaking of YOU?? man rises to his full height dead faced#ready to break some bones#i also have some. spicier thoughts about bed time with this man but i shall tuck those away into a file cabinet#until somebody asks me to open up THAT manilla folder
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Nahum 3:6: I will cast abominable filth upon you, make you vile, and make you a spectacle. (Intro to Nope (2022)) / Interview with The Vampire (2022-): I Could Not Prevent It (2x07)
#connecting the themes of nope and how the underlying message of#exploration and addiction to the glamour of said explotation and particularly the exploitation of black people#(and their contributions to media) while treating people as less then human for it (literally the exploitation of animals in the movie)#and how it ties into the explotation that louis claudia and madeline go through this episode as people jeer for their deaths#being told it’s ‘fake’ and a ‘show’ while the coven doesn’t for no reason.#i’m too tired to speak on it#also how claudia’s last words are of the play that she was forced to perform in. yeah#interview with the vampire#nope 2022#my text
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I'd hardly call you a monster, 4. You stepped in and protected 3 from Neo in a way Neo understood. Even if it wasn't the best choice and won't change Neo's mind, it's better than anything 8 would have done. I don't think she realizes that no amount of words will ever make Neo change her mind.
For what it's worth, I'd rather have someone do what you did than stand on the sidelines and do nothing. Just give 8 some time to calm down and think about things. I'm sure she'll come around, and you can both apologize to the other.
“All I did was scare 8…but I do hope youre right.
…I dont know how Ill be if she decides to never come back to us.”
#splatoon#splatoon fanart#agent 4#it actually did at least stop Neo3 from jeering at 3s face. but she doesnt know that#8 tries to solve problems without violence. Thats how she is! this is the one time she really spoke up#bc honestly who wouldnt be upset at seeing the people they love fighting each other like that?#shes scared shes angry she wants it all to just stop!! Even if it means lashing out. Shell come around.#opal owl’s nest
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those young pecco gifs... mat oxley was right this philosophy student looking ass baby has no right riding motorcycles for a living. plus him being so stern when his mum tries kissing him, world's most severe case of child who takes himself too seriously.
ok well i think he looks precious and adorable 😃
#ask#can we go one day on here without being weird about shy people#like i get what you’re saying but why are we jeering at a child lol
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Another horrible finnish jo meme? Another horrible finnish jo meme: Kris' side hustle edition
– Jeering phone service
– Bojan for fuck's sake stop calling here. This costs 10 e/min plus standard local network rate
#joker out#kris guštin#bojan cvjetićanin#suomitumblr#horrible finnish jo memes#good god this was tricky to translate lmao#vittuilu is jeering and pissing someone off and passive aggressive remarks
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Hallucination Altan: Yeah, I pull bitches. Pull bitches into my dark realm of terrors.
#the poppy war#tpw#altan trengsin#if you look past the abuse hallucinaltan was actually just a silly lil guy#fam came out here with the “jeering laughter” terrorizing rin wherever she went#he was kinda funny too#“ive been betrayed- FUCK THAT NONSENSE”#tdr#the dragon republic#tbg#the burning god
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