#T: talking - 🛸

[theladyheroine]

Minibots in TF One 🪐🛸

❥ Hello everyone! Taking another break today, but I was watching TFOne with my sister & it drew me back to this idea I had! Thank you & enjoy! 🥳

So real quick, I know they’re called Mini-Cons sometimes in comics or other media, but for this headcanon I’m just gonna call the little Cybertronians Mini-Bots! Anywho, I mentioned that they’d be in the background during Transformers One in the post above, but I wanted to elaborate on that since they’re so cute. 🥰 I apologize if that’s a strange reason but let’s get into it! 😅

Now I don’t think the Mini-Bots would be half the size of a Cybertronian because I forgot Bots without a T-Cog reach less than that or just barely. So I’d imagine they’d be around 10ft tall or below since the Cogless Bots are all around 18ft and over.

Thank you to whoever made this height chart! 🙏 I hope you don’t mind me using it!

Since Mini-Bots are so little I assume they would take over positions that require extra assistance or maybe even maintenance since they’re a little small to take on big jobs like mining or similar work.

Personal assistants, package delivery, organizers, maintenance, or social workers are some of the main jobs I feel they’d have during TFOne. Education would be another addition, but not for combat purposes really. Some of the bigger jobs could also include archiving, science, and entertainment. But by entertainment I mean any kind of creative field too! Plus these occupations don’t seem very dangerous either.

Now since these guys are smaller they’re very good at building and fixing things. I imagine they make all the machinery for the mining facilities, as well as handle any transportation units. They make sure everything is operational and if something is broken they go to fix it. In a way they’re kind of like little dwarves! 😆

Anywho, I feel they’d be very good at arts & crafts too. According to a post I found in the TF Wiki, fashion is a thing in Cybertron! I unfortunately can’t find the post now though, I’m real sorry. 😅🙏 But things like jewelry, accessories, battle masks, or other attachments for Cybertronians would be their field of expertise. Especially when Optimus Prime first takes over, they have more room to express themselves!

While battle attachments aren’t really necessary until much later in this universe, you can anything leave up to the Mini-Bots! They might even get you a discount if you come in with the parts yourself. But they’re willing to do a simple repair job too. It’s what they were made for!

Also real quick, if anyone has anything to say about fashion in this universe feel free to let me know! I’ve seen a couple posts about it online and it sounds so cool!

As for transportation, they can ride the shuttles and trains just like any other bot, but it might be difficult to get around. Similar to Zootopia, I imagine they’d have their own section to ride on or even their own modes of transportation. Kind of like little tubes or tunnels running around Iacon?

Or if they do choose to ride the shuttles with other Cybertronians, I can imagine them climbing up their taller buddies for a better view. That just sounds so cute! ☺️

There are smaller buildings that act as charging stations or homes for the Mini-Bots. Shops too! Of course they sell what they have to everyone, but if a customer or a client is a little on the big side then there’s a window they can walk up to and ask for anything.

That is all I have for now but let me know if you have some new ideas! I love talking about the culture in this movie, especially since we’ve seen that Cybertron looks like now! But I hope you all enjoyed, thank you!

[tickle-headcanons]

hmmmmmm... you know Roblox?

If so, can you do c00lkidd (forsaken) TK hcs?/nf

(Well....why not both? >:3 C00lkidd first, then Bluudud)

🛸 C00lkidd Tickle Headcanons 🛸

General

Switch, leaning lee but very in denial about it — he acts way too cool and above it all until someone sneaks a tickle in and suddenly he’s screeching like a kid in a water balloon fight

Most ticklish spots? His ribs, stomach, thighs, and underarms are a MESS — like, corrupted code level glitching if you hit them just right 💻⚡

His laugh is chaotic, almost staticky — it sounds like it’s glitching between real laughter and broken audio squeals: “H-HAHA—SKRRK—QUIT IT—!”

Has a twitchy, reactive body — even a fake-out wiggle near him will make him short-circuit and scramble backwards like “D-Dude no. NOPE. Don't. You better NOT—!”

Absolutely pretends he’s immune to tickles, then folds in half the second fingers meet skin

👾 Lee!C00lkidd 👾

Genuinely hates how ticklish he is. Throws a full-on fit when you find out:

“BRO! NOT COOL—T-THAT’S ILLEGAL—!!”

“HAX!! YOU’RE USING TICKLE HAX!!”

Writhes around like a glitchy NPC, arms flailing, legs kicking — it’s like watching someone try to uninstall being ticklish in real time

If you go for his tummy he just completely spaghettifies into laughter and corrupted visuals 💀

Will threaten revenge mid-tickling but can barely get the words out through the hysterics:

“I-I swear I’m gonna—gonna PATCH YOU OUT OF EXISTENCE!!”

Starts glitching more intensely the more he laughs — gets all staticky and jittery until he’s a flopped-over mess of code and giggles

Afterward he’ll sulk in a corner like, “That was so uncool…” but his screen is still faintly smiling 😳

💀 Ler!C00lkidd 💀

A mischievous and slightly unhinged Ler 😈

LOVES exploiting weaknesses — especially when he finds your worst tickle spot, he’s relentless

Teases nonstop: “Ohhhh~ is this variable a little too sensitive? Maybe I should run that command again~”

Uses the c00lgui for evil, like spawning hands, gadgets, or corrupted vines to do the work while he sits back grinning

Will hold you in place with glitched walls and say things like “Welcome to tickle.exe… This game’s got NO exit key~”

Actually very playful underneath all the chaos — if he trusts you, his tickling becomes more of a wild goofy game

Aftercare is him dramatically pretending you lost, like “Haha!! Victory!! Now give me a soda!!” while clearly a little flustered himself

Now

🍬 Bluudud Tickle Headcanons 🍬

General

Total lee, no question. He acts like a ler for 2 seconds before someone wiggles fingers near his side and he folds like wet paper

Still pretends he's in a video game, so if you tickle him, he’s just like “WHO HACKED ME??! MY DEFENSES ARE DOWN!!”

Glows brighter when flustered. You tickle him, he’s literally pulsing with embarrassment

Can and WILL do his silly "yayyy wahooo weeeeee" emote to try and escape tickles, but if you catch him mid-dance? It’s over

His laugh is LOUD, unfiltered, full of silly “WAAHAAHAAH!!”s and staticy squeals. Sometimes breaks into streamer-style “WOOHOOO—OH MY GOSH!!”

Gets so hyped up he just glitches and falls over. A total blue ball of chaotic giggles

🌀 Lee!Bluudud 🌀

His worst spots are:

Sides: He goes insane there

Underarms: Tries to block but ends up flailing like a ragdoll

Belly and ribs: Causes his glow to flicker and voice clips to randomly play—“H-HUHUHACKING MY GIGGLE DRIVE—!”

Wiggle your fingers and he’s already halfway across the room screaming “NO NO NO NOT THE BLUUU—!!”

Will talk to his imaginary camera during it like:

“Chat, you SEEIN’ THIS?! I’M GETTING TICKLE STREAM SNIPED 😭😭”

His blunnies will try to help… but they’re all ticklish too so it turns into a domino pile of giggly blue chaos

After a tickle attack, he’s all flopped out with his mouth open, cheeks puffed, and panting like “THAT… WAS NOT… A FAIR FIGHT…” but he’s totally smiling

🍭 Ler!Bluudud 🍭

Absolute goblin of a ler. Doesn’t even try to hide it—he’ll shout “TICKLE RAAAAAAID!!!” before diving at someone

Uses his rainbow lollipop like a tickle wand, poking and swirling it around like a goofball

Has custom streamer voicelines while tickling:

“LET’S GET SOME LOLZ IN CHAT!!”

“I GOT THE GIGGLE COMBO!! WEEEEE!!”

WILL pin you down mid-emote and chant “bluuDANC TICKLE TIME!!!”

Loves messing with C00lkidd most of all. The two will literally end up tickling each other into KO-style chaos

Surprisingly gentle when he’s not in gremlin-mode. If you’re sad or tired, he’ll go “Tickle time...” and scribble little giggles out of you to cheer you up 🥺

[sceneemo-bah]

may we get a detailed peridot from steven universe with cat ears, arm warmers, and hair extensions ? :3

⏤͟͟͞͞ 𖤐 PERIDOT PACK!!

[With cat ears, arm warmers and hair extensions]

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︴𖤐 Name - Peridot//Peri//Spark

︴𖤐 Pronouns - It/its, she/her, Ze/Zir, Sh☆/h☆r

︴𖤐 Role - Comedian, Insecurity holder, Spin holder (if applicable), Autism holder (also if applicable)

︴𖤐 Age - Ageless

︴𖤐 Sexuality - Cupioromantic asexual, Queerplatonic, platonic/nonsexual objectum (optional)

︴𖤐 Gender - Agender/Genderless, Xenohoarder

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︴𖤐 Likes - zir source, sourcemates, fandom culture, physics, messing with technology, plushies, dressing up

︴𖤐 Dislikes - Cringe culture, being alone, feeling excluded, being misunderstood, socializing, strangers

︴𖤐 Hobbies - Coding, drawing fanart/writing fanfic, making meepmorp (art), collecting plushies and trinkets

︴𖤐 Signoff - 👽🌒, 🧪 , 👽🎩, 🛸[initial]🛸

︴𖤐 Typing style - likes to collect typing quirks for fun/aesthetic- they aren't stuck with h☆r, and she changes them on pretty much a daily basis. Some of zir favourites to use are: +=t, !=i, 3=e and 0=o. It's use of typing quirks also depends on how many spoons she has- the more spoons the more typing quirks! Ze also uses really short sentences, to the point that the reader has to remove the punctuation in their head for it to be legible. (L1k3. +h!s)

︴𖤐 Speaking style - Speaks pretty much exactly like source, leading to its voice sounding cartoonish and almost caricatured whenever sh☆ speaks. When ze gets excited or is indodumping, she starts speaking so fast it's unintelligible unless you're REALLY trying to listen

︴𖤐 Aesthetic - Sh☆ doesn't stick to an aesthetic or label itself, prefering to just wear whatever ze currently likes. She specifically likes yellows, greens and alien imagery though!

︴𖤐 Alterhuman/nonhuman identities - Space conceptkin, Alienkin, Aftonsparv objectkin, Tech conceptkin

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︴𖤐 Front triggers - watching source, interacting with her fandoms, being around/talking to the body's friends, insecurities being pointed out/made fun of.

︴𖤐 Front indicators - Likes to wear a front indicator bracelet (it it's safe for you guys to do that!). You'll likely find her indodumping to friends, hiding in small spaces when anxious (it likes to. Literally physically be in closets. Like. Sitting inside them.) Sh☆'ll start talking exactly like ze does in source, which it struggles to mask, being a huge indicator! It also talks to itself a lot- not in the plural way, like literally processing thoughts by saying them out loud!

︴𖤐 Personality - Despite being ageless but having a kinda adult mind, Peri acts a lot like a "cringe" 13 year old. Yk, the ones who make edgy self insert ocs, use gacha life, hoard terms for aesthetics- and that's not a bad thing, especially in h☆r eyes- you can bet it's gonna make zir own Tumblr blog the moment she first fronts- she's pretty chronically online.. In fact, one of the ways it processes h☆r emotions is to live blog them online.. Ze struggles a lot with insecurity, often having breakdowns about not feeling "good enough." Ze depends heavily on having a strong support system, whether that's insys or externally; it's hard to get close to her at the beginning, but once you do, you have a fiercely loyal friend who'll make you gifts (usually in the form of art), shower you in infodumps, oblivious to if you're actually interested or not, and will always get excited about anything you're excited about! Loosing people close to zir impacts h☆r deeply, and she's prone to spiralling with depression and anxiety when it happens and oh my god now I'm the one infodumping you don't want a novel I'll shut up now lol sorry.

⏤͟͟͞͞ 𖤐 ALTERNATE FACECLAIMS

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⏤͟͟͞͞ PLAYLIST 𖤐

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

- Peace and love on planet earth - Steven Universe

- Francis forever - Mitski

- Turn the lights off - Tally Hall

- Oh No! - Marina

- Are You Satisfied - Marina

- Amnesia was her name - Lemon demon

- Touch Touch Telephone - Lemon demon

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⏤͟͟͞͞ 𖤐 FAVORITE;

︴𖤐 Song - Touch Touch Telephone - Lemon demon

︴𖤐 Movie - The hunger games

︴𖤐 Fandoms - [INSERT COLLECTIVE BIGGEST FANDOM/SPECIAL INTEREST!!], Invader Zim, the world of Mr Plant, The owl house, PJO, star Trek (bcs ofc. Do I even need to explain.)

︴𖤐 YT channels - Strange æons, Ashur Gharavi, Kitty monk, FrogFrogSlays

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⏤͟͟͞͞ ARM WARMERS𖤐

[How they'd draw themself + signature]

⏤͟͟͞͞ ENJOY!!!1!1 𖤐

[neroushalvaus]

Tumblr in the 60s – Part 2

Part 1 / Deleted Scenes

💁🏼‍♀️brigittebardots Follow

anyone want to get fake married so i can get the pill to slut around

💋 marrymetwiggy Follow

Just say you have painful monthlies, I heard it works if you have a nice doctor!

💫 treatmetendermaureen Follow

Remember you still should use the sheet whenever possible. Stay safe ♡

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♒ let-the-sunshine-in Follow

i think there's something wrong with me, i'm just so sleepy all the time, it's not fair

👭 marvelettesofficial Follow

That's because you spend all your nights listening to radio luxembourg

♒ let-the-sunshine-in Follow

i heard nothing last night so i built an antenna out of poultry net, iron wire and bits of tin. i cut my fingers and our family chickens ran away

☁️ ankin-vaimo Follow

A small price to pay for some music.

♒ let-the-sunshine-in Follow

the antenna fell apart before the german guy stopped talking

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🗣 ilovejohnlennon-deactivated19660729

me: chilling

my brain: if you were shot and weren't sure whether you'd live or die should you call the cops to make sure your murderer gets caught or call the ambulance to increase your chance of survival

me: what

🗣 elviskneesofficial-deactivated19631119

There should be a number that'd reach both of those

🕺 elvisherselvis Follow

That number already exists. It's been used in my city for like a two decades.

🏆 petebest-or-bust Follow

🕺 elvisherselvis Follow

Fuck you I'm British.

🪛 patrickwhoghton Follow

Oh my G, this post from -62 sounds so prophetic now that they're trying to make the 911 thing catch on, where's that jagger meme

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🕺 elvisherselvis Follow

This is literally not gift of prophecy. I told you back when this post was first made that this number has already existed in UK for years. It was obviously going to spread elsewhere, even US was bound to catch on at some point.

🏆 petebest-or-bust Follow

you are still here?? keeping an eye on this post??

💋 marrymetwiggy Follow

you're so grumpy @elvisherselvis maybe you should phone the emergency number and get a wahhh-mbulance

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📼 bisexualbarbaradane Follow

my date: Oh I listen to folk as well!

me: That's so cool! Who are your favourites?

my date: I'm sooo into Bob Dylan.

me:

my date: Is everything okay?

me, stuffing jelly babies into my purse: I have to go, like, right now, immediately, sorry

#it's okay if you liked dylan before he became the judas he is #but you can't call yourself a folk fan if you still support him #ugghh i hate him #electric guitar using lil bitch #sigh #jelly baby meme #bob dylan critical // #anti bob dylan // #bob dylan hate //

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🛸 premisendgame Follow

Cock and balls, I'm watching this previously banned american film where an american man is trying to fuck a soviet spy (played by famously very russian Greta Garbo) by offering her champagne and he is like "have you never had champagne?" and Greta is like "never 🥺 only goat's milk and a ration of vodka in the army" and the tv screen freezed and was like "ERROR!! CHAMPAGNE HAS BEEN SERVED IN SOVIET UNION SINCE 1936" I'm 😂😂😂

🪐 stalincredible Follow

You Americans will say anything to make Soviet stuff look silly

🛸 premisendgame Follow

Where do you think I am watching soviet tv from?? Or did I miss the memo where americans have the monopoly on joking about their own damn country??

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🥁 ringoforpresident Follow

"In future there will be telephones you can take with you anywhere" I can't even fucking listen to Radio Luxembourg without building a goddamn satellite, sending it to space, reciting spells and prayers, and sticking the radio out of the window at 2am EET. And even then it needs to be snowing for it to work because the radio wave fairies like snow or some shit

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preach

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[bleach-your-panties]

⚡mind (and body) fuck 🛸- d.kaminari x fem reader x h.shinsou

⇰n/sfw 18+. mdni. MAJOR dark content warning.

⇰written for @bastardblvd's house of slimy horrors halloween collab.

⇰warnings: gullible reader, mentally ill reader, drug use (weed), electrostimulation, hypnosis, alien abduction, NON-CON, body horror, tummy bulge, use of surgical instruments, instrument insertion, egg retrieval, time-traveling (between present day and 1970's), alternate timelines, trippy shit, misogyny, sexism, sleazy men talk, threesome ig, excessive cursing, slimeball!denki being himself and slimeball!fake!landlord hitoshi, who claims he's a licensed hypnotist. this is degenerate, psychological filth; who wrote this?

⇰(i got the title idea from shinsou's hero name. i think it's mindbreak, but i always say mindfuck lol.)

🛸inspired by the movie fire in the sky and betty and barney hill's accounts of their alien abduction in 1961.

🛸banner images from pinterest/pic collage

🛸banner/animated divider made by me with canva/pic collage.

🛸halloween divider by @/firefly-graphics

🛸4.8k words

▶️: e. t (remix). - katy perry ft. kanye west

▶️: phone home - lil wayne

"You sure you don't want another hit, pretty?" Denki turned his head to ask you as he held the lit blunt, which was quickly becoming a roach, between his long fingers.

Hitoshi, who was sitting to your left, made a small sound of amusement.

"I think she's had enough. Just look at her fucking face."

You're Denki's new neighbor, having just moved down the hall into apartment 3E. After finally securing a day off from work, he decided to do the neighborly thing and invite you over. To get to know you better.

He met you as he was preparing to leave for work one morning.

You looked so lost and gullible, easy prey for him, but if he hadn't have left then, Katsuki would have most certainly put his ass on bathroom duty for being late. 

He'd have to put his quest of getting to know you on the back burner until he had more time.

And now, the day has finally come.

He wasn't very impressed when Hitoshi insisted on coming over the same day to 'work on some maintenance issues'.

Hitoshi is a bastard, a smooth bastard, that always seems to be in competition with him when it comes to nagging hot, unsuspecting chicks and taking them home, filling them up with weed, alcohol, and dick, then giving them the boot.

They even have a scoreboard, and Denki is currently just one point behind Hitoshi right now. Just one measly point.

And Denki planned to use little ole, naive you to even the score.

"What even is in that shit? It smells horrible." The violet-haired man waved his hand in front of his face to waft the weed smoke away from his "delicate" nose.

"You know, I've never seen someone who smokes cigarettes be so sensitive about a little weed. Pussy."

"Pussy? Oh, so now we're name-calling then? If I'm such a pussy, then how come I'm ahead of you right now on the board?"

He pointed a long, black-polished fingertip at the board situated across the room in plain sight. 

The girls that Denki brought back here either had to be dumb, lonely, desperate, or a sad mixture of all three. Not to mention the ones with daddy issues.

“Because you use fake status and promises of discounted rent to get pussy, while I, on the other hand, use my charm and good looks. Not to mention I actually know how to fuck.” Denki smirked and crossed his long arms over his chest.

Hitoshi just snorted and Denki knew that he had won that argument.

A soft moan and a feminine hand on his jean-clad thigh made Denki jump in surprise.

"Shit, I almost forgot you were here, baby girl. Scared the fuck out of me." Denki cooed at you and then snickered.

A steaming hot box of pizza was open on the small coffee table in front of you, along with opened cans of beer and soda.

"You still didn't answer my question, pisshead. What is in that weed and why does it stink so fucking badly?" 

Denki leaned forward to grab a slice of pizza out of the box: Hawaiian-style pizza.

"It's called Pineapple Express." 

 "Oh you just fucking made that up."

"I swear I didn't, but okay." Denki reached across your lap to ash the roach. Your small hand shakily reached out, grabbed his wrist, and rubbed it all the way down to the crease of his elbow, meeting the flannel of his rolled-up shirt.

“What’s wrong, baby? Are you tired?” Denki asked you in a thick, honey-laden voice.

What he doesn't know, though, is that he's given you a dangerous mixture. 

A toxin that would soon have you spouting fairytales and complete nonsense.

You looked up at the zig-zag blonde confused, as if you were really seeing him for the first time. 

"Wait, where am I? W-what…what year is it?"

Shinsou raised an eyebrow and shot Denki a concerned look. 

"You're in my apartment, babe, and the year is 2023." Denki answered without missing a beat.

You were clutching his arm now in a panicked state.

"N-no, that can't be right. The last thing that I remember was walking home and then there was this bright, green light and…"

Both males leaned into you mechanically, them wanting to give you their full attention as well as them being eager to hear what you have to say.

"It was like a fire in the sky; at first it was merely a spark against the soot of the night, when all of a sudden, it was surrounding me, a blazing hot inferno, as if I had stepped onto the Sun's surface." You explained with a shakiness to your voice.

"If you even attempted to touch the Sun, you'd vaporize before you could even reach the surface." Shinsou retorted smartly.

Denki seemed perturbed by the story that you're currently spouting, but he also couldn't deny that it had sparked his interest. 

"Leave it to Denki to bring home a crazy bitch and try to fuck…" Shinsou mumbled and reached into his jeans pocket for a Marlboro Menthol Black cigarette.

Said blonde swatted at Shinsou, a silent message for the lavender-haired man to shut the fuck up lest he scare away the barista's latest conquest.

"Hmm, what are you babbling about, sugar tits? There's no such thing as aliens and time travelers." He chuckled gleefully and cradled you closer to him.

How cute and funny you are.

His dick began to stir in his jeans from having you lie against him like this. Your tits spilled over the neckline of your top and brushed his chest.

Shinsou rolled his periwinkle eyes as he continued to smoke his cigarette and watch the wispy smoke curl up into the air. The minty, smoky odor mixed with the fruity one of Denki’s weed.

Those eyes then moved to the floor where your open purse was sitting by his feet. Inside, he could see a couple of pill bottles peeking out.

While you were busy whining to Denki about how you’d supposedly been abducted by aliens in your past life, Shinsou leaned down and scooped the three bottles up to read their white labels.

‘Haloperidol, chlorpromazine, and trifluoperazine. Antipsychotics?’

He rolled the bottles over in his hand then shot another look over to Denki, who seemed to have forgotten that Shinsou was even there.

The blonde's nimble fingers splayed across your back while his other hand rubbed up and down your shoulder.

Your breathing quickened and Denki took that as your arousal coming out, but your chest was constricting; you felt like you might be having a panic attack.

Shinsou stood up off the couch and moved Denki's hand off of your shoulder. Honey snapped up to meet periwinkle.

"What the fuck, dude?" 

The pill bottles shook in his face, making Denki squint as he tried to read the small black writing.

"What is this?"

"Antipsychotic medication! This chick is seriously screwed up! You shouldn't have given her that weed; it's likely the only reason she's falling all over you right now!"

Denki scoffed and rolled his eyes. In his mind, Shinsou is just envious that Denki got to you first, and the lavender-haired man was afraid for Denki to take the lead over him.

"Now when it's my chance to finally get ahead, you want to be a man of morals? Spare me the bullshit, please."

"Forget about the fucking board for a minute! You-"

Denki swiped the bottles out of Shinsou's hand and brought them in front of your face. His free hand moved from your back to your belly and down into the waistband of your skirt.

"Did you remember to take your medicine today, huh, pretty?" He asked with a teasing lilt in his voice. This revelation doesn't change anything for him; he's still hard and still wants to fuck you.

Your eyes refocus on him, only slightly, and you give a faraway nod.

"I did…I think.." 

He leaned forward to set the pill bottles on the coffee table. "Good girl…" He purred like a fat cat with a bowl full of fresh tuna.

Denki grabbed your exposed thigh and used it to pull your leg across his waist. Shinsou didn't miss how your cunt gripped the chartreuse lace of your panties as Denki exposed you to his sunken eyes. He bit his lip.

"You're really going to fuck her while she's like this?" His voice was thick with apprehension. 

Denki didn't falter; he even smirked.

"Sure am...not like I haven't done it before. You got a problem, you can leave. There's the door." He nodded his head behind him to the metal door that leads into the hallway.

Shinsou's jaw clenched; his pride wouldn't let him be outdone by a dumbass like Denki. Not by a long shot. 

Shinsou had to think of a plan and think of one fast before Denki would have your spaced-out ass bouncing on his dick in this very living room. 

"Hey…I've got an idea. If she claims she was abducted by aliens, I'll hypnotize her. That way, we'll know if she's really telling the truth or if she's just a nut."

Denki laughed at the double entendre. "She is just a nut, but I'm interested now. Do you really know how to hypnotize someone?" He asked, looking at Shinsou while standing up from the couch.

"Of course, I'm a licensed hypnotist." Shinsou lied, trying to save face. 

Denki positioned you in a supine position and crossed your arms over your chest.

"I'm going to hypnotize her, not put her in a fucking tomb." Shinsou rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever. Just do it, before I get bored. Also, if you think you're going to trick me into giving her up, you've got another thing coming." Denki snapped.

His tone grew darker, possessive. He settled his long limbs onto the coffee table and pushed the cans and pizza boxes off to the side.

"Shut the fuck up." Shinsou mumbled. He walked over to the arm of the couch where your head is situated and stood over you.

Smoke-scented fingers caressed your cheek and jaw. You looked up into Shinsou's eyes and they turned dark like cold, jagged amethysts.

"I need you to relax for me, kitten. Breathe slow and easy, don't force them out. Just let them come slow and easy, just like that. Good girl." 

His hand moved to stroke your hair and your squinted eyes shut completely.

"Keep breathing and slowly begin to count backwards from fifty. Come on, do it for me, baby. I know you can." 

Denki's golden eyes watched with intent and arousal; watching you submit to Shinsou's whim so easily was making him even harder than he was previously.

"50…49…48…47…46…"

Your arms slumped by your sides as you drifted off. 

—--

1976

—--

The crickets' songs were melodious in your ears as you walked through your darkened college campus to get back to your dormitory.

The women's dorms were situated far from the main campus and the only way to get there was through a thick, wooded area.

"Silly me for not watching the time and ending up kicked out on my ass at 8pm at night. So not groovy." You chuckled.

Your platform sandals thumped against the ground, the material of your flared pants swishing over them with every calculated step that you took.

It was a bit of a chilly night, not unusual for your hometown, but tonight oddly seemed much colder.

The breeze ruffled your clothes and you looked up into the obsidian night sky. The moon was high and the stars swirled behind the dark gray clouds like a vortex, waiting to swallow up the wispy bits of condensation. 

"How beautiful…"

Suddenly, one of those stars began growing larger and larger. It seemed to be moving towards the Earth; a comet maybe?

No.

It's much bigger and much wider than a comet would be and it's…spinning.

Hot.

The heat was all around you at once and you were trapped. A mechanical whirring sound reverberated in your ears and drummed against your brain. 

Bright, green light emanated from the flying disk as it landed amongst the trees, crushing many of them under its massive weight. 

The sound of multiple tree trunks cracking and bending under it sounded like multiple whips cracking against flesh and the sound made you wince. You dropped your books and covered your ears. 

"What…this can't be happening right now…"

You whispered softly and clenched your eyes shut. The biting cold was now no match for the heat that had engulfed your entire being. 

You fainted.

—--

We are not the same. I am a Martian..

We are not the same. I am a Martian..

(Greetings from Planet Weezy,

We will begin transmission in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…)

Phone home! (Weezy)

Phone home! (Weezy)

Phone home! (Weezy)

Phone home! (Weezy)

And if you feel like you're the best go 'head and do the Weezy-wee and

Phone home! (Weezy)

Phone home! (Weezy)

—-

You awoke sometime later in a cold room with steel walls.

"What happened to me..I..what the hell?"

You tried to move your arms, but they were strapped down on either side of your head with thick leather straps.

"What the fuck?! Let me go! Let me out of here! Anybody! Somebody - help me!"

All of your racket must have alerted whoever else was on the ship with you, because the metal door opened, lifting up from the floor slowly.

Purple smoke filtered under the door and two white-robed figures walked in.

You looked at them and they looked back at you. Then they looked at each other and began speaking in a language that your puny human brain couldn't even begin to comprehend.

The two of them looked like regular humans, but you knew that they were anything but.

The shorter one of the two, a blonde with a black zig-zag stripe through one side of his hair, focused on you. 

He was wearing blue visor-like eyewear that shielded his honey-colored eyes from your vision. The man began to approach your bedside and only upon closer inspection did you realize that he was carrying a metal try with various surgical tools on it.

While the blonde situated himself on a stool beside your bed, the other, a much taller man with wild purple hair, matching eyes, and a black mouthpiece concealing the lower portion of his face sat down at the foot of your bed…table…examination table.

He said something else to the blonde, who nodded without looking up from the laptop that he was now typing on.

He moved a slim finger to press something on the screen - you couldn't read the text, it must be in whatever language they were speaking - and you noticed that his skin was a sickly-looking pale green color and his fingers ended in very sharp black talons.

Definitely not human.

—-

We are not the same, I am a Martian

And I'm hotter than summer rain like Carl Thomas

Lock, load, ready to aim at any target 

I could get your brains for a bargain like I bought it from Target 

—-

The purple-haired one seemed content with just watching you, but he began twisting the knobs on the sides of his mouthpiece.

Greetings, human.

The sound rang inside your head like a bell. It didn't seem to have come from his mouth, but since you couldn't see his lips, you really didn't know. 

"I-I…what do you plan to do with me? Please, just let me go home…!"

You pleaded to him, but your cries didn't seem to really affect him. He just continued staring at you, as if you were an insect under a microscope..

An insect that he could easily overpower and crush if you even tried to defy him or his partner. 

We plan to cause you no harm, if and only if you obey us and let us perform some examinations on you…

"W-What kind of examinations?"

The blonde, now finished with his computer work, rose from the stool and grabbed the metal tray.

He joined the purple one at the foot of your bed, having pulled the stool with him to sit back down on.

The purple one said no more, but the blonde reached for your feet and placed them into stirrups at the bottom of the bed.

This setup is one that you're quite familiar with…is he planning to… give you a feminine wellness exam?

Your thoughts on that were quickly diverted once you saw the tools that the blonde had actually picked up.

He wore thick blue gloves made of, what you assumed might be latex, but it had to be stronger or his claws would've ripped right through them.

"No…no no no no…please!" You pleaded, thrashing against the table widely.

In one hand he held what looked like a transvaginal ultrasound probe but on a much larger scale then what you'd find in any doctor's office on Earth.

The blonde spoke again to his companion, his tone coming across as annoyed. 

The purple-haired man slowly rose from his seat and walked over to you.

He placed his large hand atop your sweaty hair and began to gently stroke it in an effort to calm you down.

Hush now, if you don't lie still I'm going to have to sedate you.

Why couldn't you have just done that in the first damn place!?

You wanted to argue back, but thought it less than wise to do so.

The blonde continued on since you seemed to be distracted now. Deciding to not look at whatever he was about to do to you, you focused your attention on the purple-haired man.

He looked into your eyes and his own wrinkled at the corners, like he might be smiling at you. His sharp nails lightly skimmed over your scalp creating a tingling sensation.

Very good, pet. You're doing so well…

He reached behind his head and began to undo the contraption over his mouth.

The last thing that you saw was a wide mouth full of rows of razor-sharp teeth and a long, purple reptilian tongue.

—

We are not the same, I am an alien

Like Gonzales, young college 

Student, who done just flipped the game like Houston

I'm use to Promethazine and two cups, I'm screwed up

And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up

Flow so sick, make you wanna throw your food up

—-

The blonde man pushed the large instrument inside of you and watched from a screen situated above your bed to make sure that he was maneuvering it correctly. 

The large instrument stretched the skin of your stomach so lewdly and the purple-haired man watched it maneuver inside of you, intrigued.

Then, with a very long and very thin needle, the blonde penetrated your belly in order to get to your ovaries and retrieve some eggs.

When he finished, he removed his gloves and washed his hands in a wide, oval-shaped sink made of what looked like pure white marble.  

Your face was covered in sweat and you were breathing heavily, but both men were cooing over you now, stroking your arms and legs while speaking in their strange language.

You didn't exactly remember it, but you somehow ended up back in the forest where you started.

Five days later.

Your roommate, teachers, colleagues, and parents were all worried sick about you, and finally, you were found on the fifth day, curled up in a ball in the middle of the forest.

They were scared that you might have been drugged and assaulted or worse, had a delusional episode and had wandered off by yourself and gotten lost in the forest.

You had no clothes on when they found you; the only thing covering you was a thin blanket made of a shimmery-metallic colored fabric.

The story became a big sensation in your town, but many were skeptical of you because of your schizophrenia.

You went on to finish college and live a pretty successful life, but that one night all those years ago still haunted you..

—-

I never had life and I never had fear

I rap like I done died and gone to heaven I swear

And yeah I'mma bear, like black and white hair, so I'm polar

And they can't get on my system cause my system is the Solar

I am so far from the othars, I meant others

I just eat them for supper, get in my spaceship and hover, hover

—-

Present Day, 2023

—-

"Damn, it really worked…" Denki said in awe as his eyes raked over your still body. "Isn't she supposed to like, talk, though? She hasn't said a word."

Currently, you haven't really said anything or moved much. Shinsou really had no idea what the hell he was doing, but he knew that he hadn't killed you, so all wasn't lost.

"She's so cute, I could give a damn about her stupid alien story." Denki got up from the coffee table and began unbuckling his jeans. 

"Whoa, you're really going to fuck an unconscious girl?" Shinsou asked, a bit taken aback.

The blonde scoffed, "Please, cut the nice guy act, will you? It really doesn't suit you. Besides, I saw her first, so I'm going to fuck her." He shrugged, uncaring. 

"Wait, stop. She just moved. She can probably hear us." Shinsou looked at your face, and sure enough your lips were moving and you were mumbling something.

"Please stop…hurts…let me go…help...someone…" Tumbled out of your Chapstick-coated lips.

"She's probably talking to the aliens, so she's not unconscious." Denki snickered. He elbowed Shinsou out of the way and straddled your legs over the couch. A zipper came down and he was now palming his hard cock in one hand while the other reached to pull your top down.

His hand then slapped your face and you jolted, but didn't open your eyes.

"With that weed, her psycho meds, and whatever the hell you just did, we just made her into the perfect little fuck doll for us to enjoy."

"Us? This is crazy…I can't…" Shinsou cut himself off as he looked at the board again.

If he didn't do this, he would be behind Denki.

He would lose to Denki.

He couldn't let that happen.

"Either we fuck her together or no one does and the board remains as is. So what'll it be, Hitoshi?"

—-

I got a dirty mind

I got filthy ways

I'm tryna bathe my ape (ape) in your Milky Way (Way)

I'm a legend, I'm irreverent, I be reverend

I'll be so far u-u-u-p

We don't give a f-u-u-uck

Welcome to the danger zone, step into the fantasy 

You are not invited to the other side of sanity

They calling me an alien, a big-headed astronaut

Maybe it's because ya boy Yeezy get ass a lot

—-

Shinsou situated himself back at the edge of the couch where your head was.

He pulled his own zipper down and let his dick flop right on out and rest against your soft cheek.

"So soft and warm…" His fingers curled into your hair as he began stroking himself. 

"Bet her mouth is much softer and much warmer." Denki sighed. He was jacking himself off with your pretty lace panties wrapped around his condom-covered cock.

—-

You're so, hypnotizing

Could you be the devil? 

Could you be an angel?

Your touch, magnetizing 

Feels like I am floating

Leaves my body glowing 

They say "Be afraid"

You're not like the others

Futuristic lover

Different DNA

They don't understand you 

You're from a whole 'nother world

A different dimension 

You open my eyes 

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light  

—-

"Probably right…let's find out." Shinsou huffed breathlessly.

He leaned over you, parted your lips with two fingers, and spat into your mouth.

His cold, thin lips covered yours as he kissed you fully on the mouth, slipping his tongue inside.

—-

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison 

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be a victim, ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien 

Your touch, so foreign 

It's supernatural 

Extraterrestrial

—-

After releasing his warm cum all over your pussy, Denki reached for a small box underneath the couch.

Inside were two electric nipple clamps.

"These will really give her the shock of her life." He grinned and attached them to your erect nipples. 

"Wanna do the honors?" He tossed the small, black remote to Shinsou, who was rubbing his swollen cock over your wet lips.

Shinsou pressed a button on the remote and your body jerked from the electric shock, making Denki giggle.

—-

You're so supersonic

Wanna feel your power

Stun me with your laser

Your kiss, is cosmic

Every move is magic

You're from a whole 'nother world

A different dimension 

You open my eyes 

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light 

—-

"Fuck..!"

"S-shit.."

Both men moved in a rhythm; Denki thrusting into your cunt while Shinsou did the same action with your mouth.

"I'm going to…blow my fucking load..ahh shit, she's so tight for such a dumb slut." Denki groaned, his hips jerking faster and faster, making the couch scrape back and forth against the floor. 

"I'm close, too…fuck…so good…such a good kitten, take all of my cum, now. Drink it all up like a good bitch." 

Shinsou's head flopped forward and he grasped one of your tits while he orgasmed hard.

His cum flooded your mouth and spilled over the sides. The lavender-haired man tutted and used his thumb to push it back inside your mouth.

"Fuck!" Denki shouted and sunk his knees into the couch as he came hard into the condom. He had to catch his breath before he climbed off of you. Your panties were stuffed in his back pocket as he went to trash the condom and clean himself up.

Shinsou sank down onto the coffee table and pulled out another cigarette while he watched you.

It was now evening and the windows had darkened along with the changing sky.

Multiple stars littered the sky outside and the moon shone through the window where Denki had left the curtains open a smidgen.

When Denki came back, you were coming to with a shocked and confused look on your face. 

"It's you, again…it's you! You came back!" You cried. 

Without any care for how you might've looked, you sat upright urgently and wrapped your arms around yourself.

The blonde and purple-haired men just stared at you with bored expressions on their faces. 

They had gotten what they wanted and now had no use for you or any regard for your well-being whatsoever. 

That blonde and lavender hair, those sharp, cunning eyes…they were the same as those from all those years ago…how could you have not noticed it before?

"Stay away from me, you monsters!" 

You threw a pillow from the couch at Denki and he caught it. A smirk covered his lips as he watched you run out of the door with your skirt pushed up your hips, no shoes, no purse, and your hand haphazardly holding your breasts inside your top.

"Do you think she'll tell anyone?" Shinsou asked, smoke curling from his lips as he spoke.

Denki reached for another pre-rolled blunt that had been pushed off the side of the table during your activities. 

"Even if she did, who would believe a crazy bitch like her?"

—-

You ran completely out of the building, into the night.

You didn't know exactly where you were running to, but you knew that you had to get away from there.

Ahh, there you are. We've finally found you, again.

Your head whipped around behind you, where you could see two, tall, robed figures standing there. The moonlight reflected off of that tell-tale visor, while long, skinny fingers clicked and turned the wheels on the sides of a black mouthpiece. 

Our little test subject…

You screamed. 

—-

I know a bar out in Mars

Where they driving spaceships instead of cars

Cop a Prada space suit up out the stars

Getting stupid high straight up out the jars

Pockets on Shrek, rockets on deck

Tell me what's next? Alien sex?

I'ma disrobe you, then I'ma probe you

See, I abducted you, so I tell you what to do

(I tell you what to do, what to do, what to do)

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison 

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be a victim, ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien 

Your touch, so foreign 

It's supernatural 

Extraterrestrial

----

*ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ!

[doin-just-fine]

Hiya!! I saw you were inviting people to ask you system stuff, so as a questioning/newly discovered plural I have a couple questions!! If you're uncomfy answering these please feel free to skip any or delete this ask! I know they're potentially quite personal.

How did you find out you're a system?

What does internal communication look/feel like for you?

How do you personally handle self doubt?

The People Wanna Know:

🛸 Hello!! Thank you for submitting this question! I know as a newly discovered system reaching out about system things can be scary!!

For you're first question, the initial "discovery" was after I had gone off my ADHD meds for a week due to the shortages that were/are happening. I have been medicated for my ADHD since I was 8 and hadn't had a break from my meds greater than a day or two since that age. Let me set the scene, I'm finally living on my own, dating a system, and under a lot of stress from other things in my life. I start questioning if I'm a system just a little bit, more of a check in with my psyche and less of theres evidence pointing me here. Then BOOM no meds for a week or so. As I start questioning this and checking in (something I have done before quite a few times since learning and researching about plurality off and on the past 5 years) I notice that theres a really loud voice telling me horrible things about myself every time I try to think and check in about this. At the time this was a very uncommon thing for my mind. As the week progressed the voice and it's emotion got more and more distressing each time it piped up but I kept pushing back against it until it almost felt like a bubble popped. I was fighting the rude voice and suddenly I got a wash of this voices name/identity. It felt like a voiceover layered with different ways of identifying with the name Cloud mixed with telling me off. Ex (tw: aggressive language ): "You're a fucking idiot" "This is stupid" "Dumb ass" "Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You" ((Bubble Pops)) "cloud" "You're a fucking idiot" "name-" "This is stupid" "You're just lonely" "name: cloud" "You're not a system just stop" "i am cloud" "Fucking idiot you're so stupid" "Fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off" "cloud" To be clear, it was more like the bubble popped and suddenly a new sense of identity started transmitting to me. Before just his words where being projected to me almost like over a loud speaker and then suddenly I was sharing a consciousness with him. This interaction was able to happen because my meds create a bit of a barrier that makes communication more difficult and therefore easier to hide the plurality from me. Once my meds were out of my system it made that negative voice louder and pushing against it easier until everything gave way.

Plurality is covert, meaning it doesn't want to be discovered and will do what it can to stay hidden, thats why gatekeepers exist and why denial spirals happen. You're brain doesn't want you to acknowledge it because then that means you are going to acknowledge what it has deemed unsafe memories, emotions, thoughts, feelings, patterns, ect. It also takes practice to navigate and communicate in your system and you won't be able to be sure of things right away. Things will change as you understand them better. For you're second question about communication I will be referencing how our varying levels of "fronting" works and to avoid making this response incredibly long I will direct you to the original post we first explain it in. We mostly feel each others thoughts rather than hear them. The only time I can every "hear" someone else's thoughts is if they are right next to me and/or feeling something very strongly. Usually if we want to "talk" to each other we talk out loud so everyone can hear what's being said and respond, or we right it out. But usually we rely of deciphering feelings. I can hear my own thought in my head but no one else's usually but they can seemingly hear mine. So I can talk to them in my head and then try to feel what they're emotional reaction is to what I'm saying and decipher their responses. It's a lot of yes or no questions or statements. like playing 20 questions. I can try to expand on our communication more if anyone would like me to. I do plan on making a post about it at some point.

As for your last question that ones very hard. I'm lucky that I told my therapist and she validated me making me feel clinically seen even without a formal diagnosis. She is far from being an expert or specialist but just being told by a medical professional "hey you're valid" was enough to take away the MAJOR denial feelings we would get. Early on it's gonna be very common and very hard. I had a could people go quite when I was first learning because they felt that me just wrapping my head around clouds existence alone first might be a better plan that 3 new people. And even now, it isn’t gone. It rears its head now and then especially because we are an atypical system so a few things that people use to fake claim kinda apply to us and we get worried we’re mistaken. If you have trauma, leaning on that when you have a denial spiral can be helpful like reminding yourself it makes sense for your brain to operate this way. If you don’t have trauma right down moments that feel particularly real and plural and when you start spiralling read those moments and try to remember how real that felt.

I hope this was helpful let me know if you have any questions or need clarification!!

REMEMBER: You're gonna be ok. You're gonna figure it out. Be kind and gentle with yourself and others. Asks are open. Have a nice day.

[xf-cases-solved]

S1E24: The Erlenmeyer Flask

Case: Our very first season finale! We made it! And as far as X-Files finale episodes go, this one is moderately comprehensible. Mostly. It all starts when Deep Throat recruits Mulder (and by extension, Scully) to investigate the disappearance/presumed death of a guy named uh—gimme a sec—William Secare (I forget names more than I forget locations, and y'all know how often I forget locations). You will remember Secare from the cold open, when he was chased down by some cops and then shot as he jumped into the water, and also his blood is green (think Vulcan, but more acidic). Deep Throat insists that getting to the bottom of the Secare case will get them closer than ever to the Truth. 

Spoiler alert: They do not learn the Truth by the end of this episode.

They do, however, meet a grumpy scientist with a room full of monkeys, who then gets murdered and leaves behind an Erlenmeyer flask labeled "purity control" that might be relevant to the title of the episode. Between bacteria that shouldn't exist, and our first (but not last) encounter with naked guys in tanks, things start to get pretty chaotic. To top it off, Mulder gets his first hit of alien blood burny face disease of the series, and then gets taken captive. Scully and Deep Throat have to work together to save him before it's too late. This goes... not great for Deep Throat in the end. 

Mulder finds extremely damning evidence, only for it to disappear like five minutes later like usual; Scully comes face-to-face with an alien fetus as well as exterrestrial bacteria and yet somehow there are still like 6ish/7ish more seasons to go before she even considers hopping onto the alien belief train; I have that problem I have in every X-Files conspiracy ep, which is that I can't tell middle aged white men apart, nor can I remember names, so I have no idea who is doing what for the majority of the episode (wait until we get to episodes with clones and shape-shifting bounty hunters, man, it's fucking torture); Deep Throat imparts some very important wisdom; and, oh yeah, the X-Files gets shut down.

It's a season finale for the history books, y'all! But I hope you're ready for shit to really get real, bc now it's time for... season 2! ( 🛸🛸🛸🤫)

Does someone die in the cold open: I dunno, does he die? Sure looks like he should have died, what with that gun wound and everything. There's no way he couldn't have died, right? (No, he didn't die.)(At least not in the cold open, I mean.)

Does Mulder present a slideshow: Nope, no finale slideshow :(

Does the evidence survive the investigation: Lol, good one

Whodunit: -vague gesturing at middle aged white guys who work for the shadow government probably-

Convictions: You're cute

Did they solve it: No, but I'll give them experience points, because I'm a kind and benevolent stat collector. They did lose Deep Throat from their inventory tho, whomp whomp. 

[how do i determine if a case is solved? check the scale here: x]

THIS EPISODE IS SPONSORED BY: It not being monkey pee. You're lucky it's not, otherwise you'd be on your own.

***

General Total Stats:

(green means stat has changed since last ep; red means new stat added to list)

Total Cases *Definitively* Solved So Far: 12 (streak ended, and you got the x-files closed down, good job guys!)

Total Number of "Mulder/Scully, It's Me": 3 (FINALLY this stat goes up, also i changed it so it doesn't just pertain to phone calls, it's just whenever one of them says it)

Total Number of Times Scully Has Conveniently Not Seen Something Crucial: 5

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Been in Mortal Danger: 8

Total Number of Times Scully Has Been in Mortal Danger: 8

Total Number of Sexually Charged, Uncomfortably Intimate, and/or Flirty Moments Between Friendly Coworkers: 11

Total Number of Autopsies Scully Has Performed On Screen: 3 

Total Number of Times Scully Plays Doctor: 2

Total Number of Times Mulder Talks to an Informant: 13 (plus Scully and Deep Throat hang out some too) 

Total Number of Times People Making Out in a Car Are Hurt or Killed: 2

Total Number of Times Someone Correctly Guesses a Password: 2 (usually it's mulder, but scully got to do it this time)

Total Number of Nosebleeds: 4

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Tasted/Sniffed/Touched Something Questionable Without Following Proper Safety Procedures: 2 

Total Number of Times Someone Says "Trust No One": 2 (arguably the most notable "trust no one" of the series) 

Total Number of Times Someone Says "I Want to Believe": 3

Total Number of Times Someone Says "The Truth is Out There": 2

Total Number of Cigarettes Cigarette Smoking Man Has Smoked: 6 (apparently the one place he won't smoke is that storage room in the pentagon) 

Total Number of Maggie Scully Sightings: 1

Total Number of Lone Gunmen Sightings: 1

Total Number of Alex Krycek Sightings: 0 :(

Total Number of Times I Had to Look Up What State the Episode Takes Place in Even Though I Literally Just Watched It: 9½ (i upped the stat bc i did look, but i'm mad bc it was just one of those dc/maryland/adjacent areas episodes so i should have known better)

Total Number of Times I Had to Look at an Episode's Wikipedia Page to Fill This Out Because It Was Fucking Confusing and/or Too Boring for Me to Pay Attention: 5 (i followed this one fairly okay sort of)

[terristarstrike]

🗣️ HEY G/T LOVERS!!

i have a terri starstrike discord server in need of some more giants... and some g/t fans who love to talk about g/t fluff 😏

[generalcollection00]

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🛍️ Where to Buy It?

You can get the Materialists Girl T-Shirt on Viralstyle.com, a trusted print-on-demand platform that lets artists and brands create limited-edition apparel without waste.

Each shirt is made just for you — no mass production, no landfill piles, just a high-quality cotton tee that fits your feed and your feelings.

🎨 What Makes It So Aesthetic?

Let’s talk design.

The Materialists Girl Shirt features:

Bold sans-serif typography

Centered placement, minimalist layout

Printed on a neutral base (usually white or soft cream)

No clipart, no glitter, just attitude

It fits every aesthetic:

📸 Clean girl

🖤 Grunge revival

🎀 Coquette-core

🧃 Indie sad girl

🛸 Weird-core, ironically

Pair it with plaid skirts, cargo pants, oversized cardigans, or that one pair of jeans you thrifted in 2019 and still gatekeep.

🔥 Why Is It Going Viral?

Let’s be clear — this tee didn’t blow up by accident. The internet is a wild place, and fashion trends now live and die on social media platforms faster than ever.

Here’s why this shirt actually went viral:

A celebrity (you know who) wore it. The internet noticed.

Meme culture took over. People made jokes, edits, and “if this shirt could talk” posts.

It resonated. Because deep down, we all love things — and that doesn’t make us less smart, less woke, or less worthy.

So yeah, you can wear your consumerist irony on your chest — and look hot doing it.

📦 T-Shirt Details (Because Function Matters Too)

This isn’t just a “for-the-meme” shirt. It’s actually wearable and comfy.

Product Specs:

100% ring-spun cotton

Soft, breathable fabric for year-round layering

Unisex fit from Small to 3XL

DTG (Direct-to-Garment) printing — so your slogan won’t peel

Made in the USA and shipped within days

Yes, it’s cute. Yes, it’s comfy. Yes, you can wear it to therapy, brunch, or just while reblogging existential poetry at 2AM.

💡 How to Style the Materialists Girl Shirt (Tumblr Edition)

Need outfit ideas? Tumblr's got you:

🖤 The Dark Academia Fit:

Black maxi skirt

Oversized blazer

The shirt tucked in + layered chains

Beret optional, but encouraged

🎀 The Soft Grunge Combo:

Ripped tights

Pleated skirt

Platform boots

Oversized hoodie + the shirt peeking out

🧃 The Indie Internet Girl:

High-waisted jeans

Baby pink scrunchie

Disposable camera (just for the aesthetic)

👯‍♀️ Who’s Wearing It?

Let’s not name-drop (Meta would hate that), but this shirt is all over:

Alt TikTok moodboards

Tumblr outfit flat-lays

Instagram meme carousels

Reblogs with the tag #materialistsgirl

Pinterest under “minimalist quote shirt”

Basically, people who get the joke are already in on it — and you should be too.

🛒 Where to Cop It (Before It Sells Out Again)

You can buy the Materialists Girl T-Shirt now exclusively on:

👉 Viralstyle.com

Since it’s print-on-demand, there’s limited inventory, and viral trends don’t last forever. Whether you’re wearing it to make a statement, a meme, or a mood — don’t miss out.

🎯 Final Thoughts

In 2025, trends come and go — but the Materialists Girl Shirt hits that sweet spot between fashion and internet culture. It's not just a T-shirt. It's commentary. It's aesthetic. It's Tumblr-core with a sense of humor.

So if you:

Like irony but hate looking like everyone else

Appreciate clean design and bold statements

Want to laugh at capitalism while also participating in it (with style)...

Then this shirt is literally made for you.

Wear it. Own it. Reblog it. Make it yours.

[nicothedingus]

welcome to my blog! o/👽

🛸 - nicoletta t. dingus | 18 | they/them ^_^ autistic multifandom creature from another planet! this is my weird corner of the internet where i reblog stuff i like and occasionally yap about my current interests :-) i love any form of engagement, but i may struggle to respond or answer any questions due to my autism making it very, very difficult for me at times </3 regardless, my asks are open, and i always like talking to new people when i can! 💚

⭐ - my tags :3 #dingusposting - generic post/yapping tag #nico's reblogs - reblogs i think #nico's stimboards - stimboard archive, i no longer make these, for now at least ^^ but i don't plan on deleting them! #asks - for answering asks

my strawpageee

my current interests o_O

bold = special interests <3

minecraft + minecraft story mode

roblox, i like way too many games to name them all here </3

marvel rivals!!! i main jeff and peni :)

hunter: the parenting

indie rock, metal and pop music

creature/monster design

indie games (mostly roguelikes)

silly green alien plushies

insects + bugs

seals... ouuugh

pokemon

horror :)

before you interact...

i will occasionally reblog artwork containing disturbing themes. i will try to tag this content appropriately, but if i mess up feel free to tell me :) general things to watch out for are blood, body horror and eyestrain!

i am extremely socially awkward and i may miss some social cues as a result, please be mindful ^^' harmless selfship and oc x canon friendly! cringe culture is dead, kill people with hammers <3

do not interact...

super explicit nsfw blogs. suggestive jokes/art is fine, zorn is not

pr0sh1p or any extension of that

ka/iju pa/ra/dise or other tr/nsfur game supporters. that shit should not be on a kid's platform dawg.

assholes/general problematic people

i will not hesitate to block you if you make me uncomfortable! <3

[haerinkaag]

sod with mars! 🛸

——

1. thank you for being my friend and for also making mars! let’s get be closer in the future! :D

2. both are cats lovers, both are cam and get all talkative when it’s something we’re interested in!

3. jake oppa and i don’t know what crime..

4. clementine - grentperez

5. neck(?)

6. ive’s rei!

7. @/katrinablluu, @/wonyestic, @/gongjugehlee pretty!

8. 🖇️

9. never had a ex.. T___T

10. everyone i talk to! (mars, aces and my mutuals!)

11. @/smjaeyyunn

12. 🖇️

13. @/hharuaaa because i think i’ll be fun and relaxing! :D

14. one of my mutual recommended me it!

15. @/katrinablluu, @/hharuaaa, @/smjaeyyunn

16. ditto - newjeans! Not just anybody, 너를 상상했지, 항상 닿아있던, 처음 느낌 그대로 난, 기다렸지 all this time, I got nothing to lose

17. strawberries..

18. the way they act towards others and in general!

19. gehlee!! i wanna be a princess full time :3

20. h

21. drink! too lazy :p

22. @/hharuaaa bad - wave to earth! :3

23. coffee barista - idol!”

24. the way they interact with others!

25. mars gdm!

26. passionfruit - nmixx!

27. sleep so i can feel relaxed and refreshed once i get up c:

28. all of you guys! i don’t wanna pick just five :T

29. receive 

30. you make me really happy, thank you :c

31. @/hharuaaa and @/gongjugehlee

32. @/hharuaaa, we should go out and walk around the city and explore!

33. @/katrinablluu, how lovely you are, super pretty and how you’re always nice!

34. @/hharuaaa

35. gehlee! the way she’s funny and sweet and kind!

36. 🖇️

37. lonely and bored :T

38. 🖇️

39. 🖇️

40. crazy - le sserafim

[ponderlyapp]

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Take inventory of alternative, �� THINK-tank conclusions.

DON'T be caught by surprise.

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Shaping up to be the FINAL SPIRITUAL clash of powers.

Some 🐲 monsters remain unaware that their FATE is ALREADY decided.

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[sunburstkisser]

I have two crushes from The Simpsons that are. Embarrassing! To say the least! One moreso than the other because he's not even on my crush list 😭

[squidgameheadcanons]

hello ! i love your blog , i was wonderin if i could take up the title of 🛸 anon ?

Course!