#UWU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

[blackstarchanx3new]

Four Swords Returns pages 109-111

I just keep having fun/exciting parts in this comic so I'm just gonna keep making it lmao.

Another Flaaaaashback. Apologies. I promise it's relevant. UwU

Since this is a fan comic I'm less concerned about the structure/pacing of it and more concerned with showing cool shit for this AU/concepts.

I got the head cannon Vaati shared his techniques with Shadow Link because in the Minish Cap manga, Vaati uses virtually all the same attacks/magic powers Shadow Link does.

Which I find very interesting.

There's more "In between" Scenes that COULD have taken place during the events of the original manga I wanna add to FSR: Like Vaati being introduced to Vio.

We were so robbed to not get a scene like that oof just "Oh yeah he's on our side remember? REMEMBER I'M TELLING YOU BECAUSE WE DIDN'T DRAW IT REMEMBER VAATI!?"

AKA "As you know, I'm telling you this thing you should/DO already know for the audience."

I will say it again: I wish we got an uncut version of the FS manga with no weird restrictions or deadlines. It pains me so much. WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AAAAAAALLLLLL-

Oh yeah because I'm a dingus: This is why Shadow recognized Vaati in his human disguise. He saw it before. XD

[robbievenom]

Ellie Williams x Abby Anderson

Enemies to Friends to Lovers Semi-Slowburn Modern Highschool AU

tags: @spitefulfemme

k-kitten?! pookie are you ok alfa gyat kitten?!?!(!!??! what happened? shiver me timbers gyat diddly darn it u killed my kai cenat rizzler e kitten that i met on skibidi simulator! how dare u… i warned u not to awaken my alphaness… AWOWOWOOOOOOOOOO!! *turns into skibidi gacha hybrid demon king* “I WARNED YOU!!!!-!2!/!2!!!/!1!1!1!” “OH MY GYATTRRS!!” *dies by alphaness* aphmau appears… ‘gasp omg aphmau uwu” “Nya ichi ni san” said skibidi aphmau *aphmau turns into skibidi rizzler* “OMG SLIBIDI RIZZLER I BIG FAB!!!””””-@/@ “sticking out gyatt” omg! THIS HAS AWAKENEDD MY ALFA POWERS!! 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🥀🥀🥀🥀 *tunrs itno alpha demon hybrid*AWOWOOOOOO!!!!’ I AM TBE SIGMA MALE AND I WIL AVENGE MY KITTEN?!!;’wnwajwwj” “OMG!” *sees volumptuous gyatt* “WILL U BE MY NEW E KITTEN?!” “yes pookie princess i will!” AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! 🥀🥀🥀⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🌑🌑🌑🌑 imma Sigma male from ohio!!! one two buckle my shoe gosh diddly darn!! *turns into skibidi Sigma male from ohuo* *sees bigger gyatt* runs to gyatt and eats gyatt* “yummy yummy” *eats other gyatt pookiely* Oh no! *realizes* I’ve ewten all the gyatt! this is SO not skibidi alpha e kitten Wattpad fan fiction warrior cat!.’” no… i crave gyatt… AWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 🌑🌑🌑🥀🥀🥀🥀🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺⛓️🔥🔥🔥⛓️🔥🔥⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️ MY HUNGER IS INSATIABLE!!!! *dead e kitten skibidi appears* pookie Theres only one way to stop ur hunger for gyat… become the guatt!! becomes gyatt aphmau skibidi rizzler* omg skibidi gyatt! e kitten comes back to life to eat the sk-sk-skibidi gyatt Ohio baby gronk Kai Centat Livvy Dune!!’ e kitten: eats alpha gyatt NOo says alpha gyatt ⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🥀🥀🥀 SOWWY pookie but I crave gyatt *eats and becomes caseoh* real caseoh appears GRAHH I AM RHE REAL CASSEOJ GRGRRGGRRG nikocado abacodo appears hey guys today we gona. Be Doug. Caseoh eating challenge we have to eat caseoh* e kitten 🔥🔥🌑🌑🥀🥀🐺🐺⛓️⛓️: NOO NOT IF I EST U FITST!! Turns into ultimate e kitten and sees gyatt eats it becomes Sigma male from Ohio… like and subscribe for part 3!!!!🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🐺🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🤫🤫🧏‍♂️🧏‍♂️🧏‍♂️ Kai cenat appears and rizzler caseoh’s baby gronk fanum tax skibidi rizz 🤑🤑🤑 then caseoh rizz up skibidi Ohio caseoh “u natcissitc! rizzing up ur volunptous e kitten Cookie aphmau skibdi gyatterly gyatt is so narcissistic! GRRRRRRRRR” *kai cenatturns into alpha demon king hybrid Libby dune baby gronk gacha edut* AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO🥀🥀🥀🥀⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🌑🌑🌑🌑 *gobble gibbles up caseoh s skibdi gyatterfyl rizzler Ohio gyat…* AWWOOOI I AM KAI CENATATAT andI WILL EAT ALL THE GAYS-I MEAN GYATTS 🐺🐺🐺🐺🥀🥀🥀⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🔥🔥🔥 *skibidi alpha e kitten type one Sigma alpha male from Ohio fannums her gyatt and appears in front of Kai cenat* “hai pookie kai 🤑🤑🤑🤑😜😜😜” “omg heycpookie princess wil l u be my alpha sigma e kitten??” “yes pookie” yay *eats gyatt* “lmao xd sigma i was actually an 80 year old man” “NOOO E KITTEN COME BACK…. G-G-G-GRAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!1!1!1!!1!11!! i warned u… U HAVE AWAKENSES MY SKIBDIDI RAINBOW DASH PRIDE COdED ALPHA SIGMA TYPE ONE WOLF PACK!!!!!’bnkqlqllq AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO🔥🔥🔥🥀🔥🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🌑🌑🌑💀💀💀🌑 old man/e kitten: NO IM SORRY *kai cwnat fannums towards e kitten* NOOO PLS DONT EAT MY GYA-NOOOO!!11!1!1!” *kai cenat eats gyatt* HAHAHAH I ATE RHE GYATT!!1!1?!1!!111 OMG IS THAT A GYATT ( *it’s the earth* ) OAKSMMDMSMS IMA EAT THAT BIG VOLINPUTOUS GUATTERFYL ONE OF A KIND BLUE AND GRENN GAY MY LITTLE PONY E KITTEN SIGMA GYATT!* *caseoh appears* NOT IF I EAT IT FIRST AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🌑🌑🌑🌑🌑⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🐺🐺🐺☝️☝️

[damnfandomproblems]

IRT to some replies to 5203, like, kinda start off understandable but go off the rails a bit in some places.

Gonna start off by saying. I'm fat. Didn't used to be, but I also went from a very physically demanding job to a very sedentary job, so I never had to specifically set aside time for exercise, and now I do. But I'm not here to make excuses for myself.

It's perfectly understandable to be frustrated when people insist you go out of your way to draw something in a specific way. Especially when you have personal discomfort with it.

Personally I dislike the "uwu i represented u <3 do you feel represented <3" genre of art myself mostly 'cause it just feels kinda condescending.

But yeah, eh, body positivity isn't about "encouraging people to become fat!!111!!!1" it just means that we're kinda tired of not being able to go five minutes without someone saying we're ugly and going to die and then turning around and pretending it's because they're just so concerned about our health and wellbeing.

Posting as a response to a previous problem.

[peachart24]

Through the difficulties | Pg  105-111. Part 6.

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P.S. Thanks for waiting! It will be continued in 2 weeks (uwu)

[tiny-pteranodon]

so in round one we figured out the most fuckable block (d), round 2 had the most fuckable group (11) . and now

ROUND THREE

to find out the most fuckable element of the periodic table

once again do reblog. last week didnt have that much engagement so plzz reblog uwu

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 132. brb x oc

a/n: tumblr still hates me *thumbs up* but im still here!! so reblogs and comments are super welcome!

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none. just bea's aunt being a witch uwu

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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Both her and Bradley returned to the table with the memory of those tiny gifts in the back of their minds. They noticed that Martha was too busy talking to everyone else to focus on them this time, which was more than welcome.

Beatrice’s crazy witch aunt had this weird ability to find where you are no matter what, hence why it was good to see she wasn’t right now.

Beatrice sighed, holding Nicole up to her chest and smiling down at her daughter’s head. She still had the smile on her face as she turned to Rooster, “What do you think it is?” she asks with her teeth gritted and lips barely moving, trying to appear as inconspicuous as she could, “Because now I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“I’m not sure,gorgeous. What do you think your aunt would want to give us?”

“Something related to the T I’m sure.” she murmurs, “She knows,Roos.I know she does.”

“Your aunt is mystical like that.”

“She sure is.”

Meanwhile, they noticed how Pete,Penny and Amelia felt at home.Beatrice knew, from Shells, that the holidays were often celebrated by themselves for a long time, Penny’s father - and Shells and Amelia’s grandfather - passed away a few years ago and the family itself was never big. Penny’s sister passed as soon as she ‘left’ Shells with the brunette, so it probably meant a lot to Penny that she was invited.

Of course she knew her boss was worried too, maybe not so much as Mav but clearly enough to ask Beatrice about it. Amelia was excited, she was out of college until the New Years and she jumped at the opportunity to meet Beatrice’s family when she found out how much they’d do there.

And honestly…it was nice.

It was a complete opposite of how Beatrice’s parents thought of the bar and of Penny, no matter how good Beatrice said her boss was, they were still worried. The last time they went there before Bea and Rooster got married was the final knot to be tied, after all her father saw Jeff again after all these years.

Beatrice relaxed a bit, knowing that the night was going fine. Even if they found the gifts, even if they saw something they clearly shouldn’t, she was relaxing more…however her stomach felt a bit sick.

She licked her lips, feeling the discomfort slowly moving up and down inside of her, clearing her throat and sipping some water, “Roos.”

“What?’

“I’m feeling kinda off.”

Her husband straightened on the chair, shielding her from her relative’s eyes, “...nausea?” she nods, “Damn, can you hold it in?”

“I can try, it’s not so bad yet, but…it’s really,” she clears her throat again, “It’s getting to me a bit.”

Rooster hummed, sliding his hand towards her lower back to gently massage the flesh there and keep a steady hold against her in case she felt too bad, ‘Let me know if anything goes off,okay?’ she nods, but so far it’s manageable. 

The dinner was fine too…it was dessert that made her feel a bit worse.

She did eat a normal amount of savory things, but the second that cake came into view her stomach churned. Which was a pain considering it was a chocolate cake that her mother baked from scratch with tiny pieces of hazelnut and chocolate flakes on top. But she couldn’t…take a bite. She swallowed hard, so hard that Bradley’s eyes snapped towards her in worry, one of his hands sliding to her own.

She nodded at him in silence, deciding that if she took a swig of water, she’d be okay. So she did bring it to her lips, swallowed it as slowly as she could then inhaled before grabbing the fork to slide onto the spongy cake.

The sound of the fork entering the moist dessert however, wasn’t appealing to the twins because she immediately regretted it.

Okay, this was going to be very hard.

She licked her lips, tapping the edge of the plate with her fork while Nicole tried to grab it, gurgling a laugh when her mother moved it out of the way, “It’s okay.” she murmured to herself, “It’s okay, everything is okay, just take one bite.” another churn, “A small one, no one will notice,I can take the rest home,my mom will be okay with it.”

Thank God everyone else was too busy talking amongst themselves to know of her own problems. And honestly, it was a bit harder to ignore it now, because the nausea was like a small tornado inside her stomach.

“Just one bite.” she repeats, bringing the minuscule, microscopical amount on her fork to her lips, clenching her eyes when the taste exploded on her tongue - it was delicious - and then swallowed slowly, waiting for her nausea to get worse.

The second that tiny piece landed in her stomach, she could swear she saw double.

“...oh no.” she made sure to toss the fork away as discreetly as she could, then she tugged on Rooster’s shirt, “Roos.’

“What?”

“I…I think a bathroom trip is needed.”

Rooster stops chewing to look around and check their surroundings, “Do you want me to hold Nikki?” she nods, already moving the six months old to his arms as she adjusts herself to stand up, “Will you be okay? Do you want me to go with you?”

“No,” she lifts a hand to stop him from following her, “It’ll call too much attention,I’ll be quick.”

“Okay.” he purses his lips to kiss her but she’s beelining away from the table with her fists clenched, avoiding everyone in the way. He blinks, frowning a bit but understanding that the situation was intense enough for her to just skedaddle out of there quickly.

Bradley sighed, leaning back on his chair as he placed Nicole on his chest, smiling when the little girl tried to grab his own fork “No,Nikki, you can’t eat this yet.” he murmurs, kissing her head, ‘When you are older, only then, you can have this.”

“Aa!” she sounded so annoyed

“Hey, don’t get mad at me. I’m doing this for your own safety.”

“Sounds like someone I know.” his uncle’s voice makes him look back to where he was, holding a glass of wine and a plate with his own slice of cake. He looks back at the glass doors, gesturing with his beverage, “Bea was in a hurry. Is she okay?”

“Yeah, just,” Rooster moves his hand over his lower area, “Girl things.”

“Ah,I see.” Pete sighed as he sat down next to Rooster, placing the wine on the table in front of him and then smiling down at Nicole, “Hi, sweet girl, are you enjoying Christmas?” Nicole’s chubby grin melted Maverick’s heart and he kissed her tiny hand when she reached to his face, “You are too cute, it’s amazing she’s still awake.”

‘Nicole likes people.” Rooster smiles, turning Nicole’s body around so her back was on his chest and her tiny legs dangled over his arm, giving her more room to touch her granduncle turned grandpa, “She doesn’t mind staying up late, she’ll sleep…most of the day tomorrow.”

“Nothing like you.” he comments, “You couldn’t handle being up more than two hours after your bedtime. You don’t remember but a Christmas that I visited you guys you tried to stay awake only to fall asleep on the hallway.”

Bradley’s cheeks reddened and he was thankful Beatrice wasn’t there, “Mav.” he clears his throat, “Come on,I was a kid.”

“And you were a fussy kid who wanted to eat everything.” he says without missing a beat, “Like nachos and obviously,chocolate. You remember those times?”

“Not a lot.”

“I do, you were very noisy and kept trying to eat everything you saw.” his nephew just blushed harder, “I might tell Beatrice that when she comes back.” and he just smirks even more when Bradley moves his gaze away, “But,no, I’m kidding…how are you guys though? Everything good?”

“Everything is great,Mav.” for more reasons than one, two extra reasons in fact, “We are good.”

“You guys going to Virginia on Monday,yeah?”

“Yeah, we plan to stay a week at best. Gotta enjoy my leave however I can.”

“I know.” Maverick smiles down at Nicole, gently brushing those soft strands of hair out of her face, letting her hold his finger when he’s close enough, “You guys will have a lot of fun.” 

“That’s the plan.”

“Oh, another thing.” Bradley hums in question, turning to face Mav, “Thanks for inviting us…Bea’s family is really welcoming.”

“Did her mom try to shove another piece of cake?”

“Yeah.” he chuckles, “She did but it’s not every day I have chocolate cake, so. I let myself enjoy it.”

Bradley was happy that Maverick seemed to be at peace, much like he was when he joined the family. It’s strange because for a while neither of them had that, this…belonging to somewhere, he knew Mav’s family was long gone and the one he had was…Rooster for a long while. 

Now both of them were together, and they had more people to lean on if they needed. Beatrice’s family was always very welcoming of people as long as they showed they could be trusted. Bradley’s first meeting with Rafael was something to remember, that man could be intense even without trying but he was honest and if there was one thing the Schiavoni’s appreciated was honesty.

Maverick had his moments, he was crazy, he was wild and he was a bit stubborn but he had a good heart. Plus, being his uncle was already a good point because - and he didn’t want to say it outloud but Beatrice and even some of her siblings said so - he was quickly becoming their favorite.

Bradley was about to say something when he saw Martha standing up, slowly and almost gliding away from the table, walking towards the glass doors. He tensed up, his mouth shutting because now his focus was on Beatrice’s aunt, “Brad?” Mav calls, gently nudging his shoulder, “Hey,what’s wrong?”

“Huh?”

“You went quiet and looked away for a second, is everything okay?”

“Oh everything is okay.” he replies almost automatically, and he mentally hopes that Beatrice is okay in there.

-

She was not okay.

She was kneeling in front of the toilet, already flushed mind you, with her head touching the cool porcelain as she tried to calm her body down. The twins liked to show up unannounced, that’s one thing for sure. She sighed, clenching her eyes with her hand on her forehead, moving a bit so she was leaning against the wall instead of the toilet, legs tucked under her as she tried to breathe.

She chose to use her parents’ bathroom because no one would come in here unless it was her mom or dad, so she took the time to let herself calm down. She furrowed her brows, feeling another wave of nausea come up and she prayed to everything she could remember that she didn’t throw up on her parent’s bathroom floor.

That’d be something to explain.

She sighed again, then felt her phone vibrate in her skirt’s pockets. She knew it was Rooster, but she was too weak to pull it out and check ,”Ugh…” but if she didn’t he’d come over and they didn’t need that.

Roos (23:14)

Baby?? You okay? You’ve been there a while

Bea (23:14)

:( yeah. I threw up. Im just sitting on the cold floor Roos. It’s nice.

Roos (23:15)

Do you need me to go there?

Bea (23:16)

No.I’m fine…I’ll be out in a few seconds.

Beatrice was going to continue her message, but a knock on the door made her stop and snap her head towards it, “Y-Yea?

“Preziosa? Are you okay in there?”

Oh,shit.

Beatrice’s eyes widened and she quickly scrambled to her feet, “Yea-shit!” she kicked the plant pot her mother kept in the corner on the way up, luckily it didn’t break because she was quick enough to hold it still as it spun on it’s axis, preventing a tragedy in a matter of seconds, “I-I’m fine! Don’t worry about me!”

“Well you’ve been in there for a while.”

“Oh, um, well, i-it’s nothing!I’m just, you know, had a little accident.”

“Okay,I’ll wait for you then.”

“What?”

“I’ll wait for you.” and the distinct creak of her parents’ old bed reached her ears. That thing always creaked if you dared breathing on it. Beatrice groaned, because if she sat down it meant that she had little to no options when she walked out.

Beatrice sighed, looking at herself in the mirror - she didn’t look that pale - and she rubbed some of her cherry lip balm over her lips to regain some color. With one final look at herself she slowly opened the door and saw her aunt, hands folded on top of her lap and a serene smile on her face, one that Beatrice weakly reciprocated “...hi,zia.”

“Hello,darling.” Martha’s smile widens, then she pats the bed, “Come,sit.”

“Oh,I have to-go back to Brad and-”

“Oh I won’t take too long.” another pat, “Come on now.”

Beatrice wrung her hands together, rubbing her wedding band a bit too hard and wincing when it burned her skin…but she complied. Shuffling over to the bed and settling down next to her aunt, the bed immediately squeaked in protest- that thing was going to break one of these days and if her father wasn’t so stubborn in getting a new one it wouldn’t happen. 

She waited for a bit, peeking over her aunt by the corner of her eye only to see her aunt was already looking at her, “...um…so…what did you want to talk about,zia?”

“...well, you and Bradley,” she wags her finger, “You two are very very naughty. You two found my gifts.”

Beatrice choked on her spit, “I-I-we didn’t mean to-”

But Martha laughed, waving it off, “It’s fine,Beatrice.I knew you’d find it.” of course she did, “In fact,” she pulls the two gifts from behind her, placing it on her lap, “I will give this to you now.”

“What- but-”

Martha sets it on Beatrice’s palm, placing one hand on top of the gift and the other below, her face going weirdly serious, “But you cannot open it here. You need to open it at home and this one,” she taps the blue box,” You have to give it to Bradley.”

“What? Why? It’s…yours?”

“No, it’s yours.”

She was growing really tired of her aunt’s cryptic personality, she really was. But before she could ask more, Martha stood up - not before kissing her niece’s cheeks- and walked out of the room…just like that.

Beatrice sat on the bed holding the tiny gifts with her mouth parted open, brows furrowed and looking completely confused because well…she was.

She looks back down at the box and shakes it a bit, the weight wasn’t…strange, but it was something small, and it rattled a bit. Beatrice frowned more, turning the box in her hands and then tsking “...everyone in my family is weirdly endearing…whatever she got us is probably to protect us.”  she pushes herself to her feet, still looking at the box.

“Oh!” 

“Ah!” Beatrice almost drops the boxes when she saw her aunt’s face from the corner, “Zia!I-”

“Another thing!” Martha walks in as if she forgot something, rubbing her hands together then hovering them over her niece’s shoulders, Beatrice tried to ask what was happening but Martha gently shushed her whispering something under her breath. Her aunt’s hands hovered down her arms until they stopped above her stomach - a shot of panic darted through her - and her aunt smiled knowingly, “There.” she says, “It’s done.”

“...what is done?” she got another kiss, this time on the forehead, “Zia? What is done?”

“ Come on, preziosa, we have to open the gifts, oh-” she points to the boxes “Hide those in the pockets, yes?’ Beatrice did, albeit extremely befuddled by her aunt’s antics, “Come now. Everyone is waiting.”

Beatrice follows her aunt down the stairs, stopping on the top when she saw Rooster below, his brown eyes widening when he notices Martha coming down first. He greeted her politely and the older woman cupped his cheeks and made him lean down to kiss his forehead just like she did Beatrice’s, before turning her attention towards Nicole.

Nicole giggled at the touch, wriggling a bit on Rooster’s arms as Beatrice walked all the way down, the three of them following Martha as she glided all the way back to the patio, meeting her husband halfway. “Bea.” her husband begins, “What…exactly happened?”

“...well,she…she did, um…witch stuff,I guess.”

“Ah.”

“And she gave me the gifts but,it’s–I have to give one of them to you.”

“Okay?’

“You know,maybe we can just,” she moves her hands absently, “Just ignore this for now? Just until we get back home?”

“You know what? I like that idea.”

“Good.”

“Good.”

[moonrevolutions]

“ 🔥 “

°✩₊˚.⋆ anonymous. meme. still accepting!

disclaimer... when i say yall muhfuckas i mean yall muhfuckas as in the rpc as a whole, not you as an individual. but if u take offense to this as an individual, i dont care. if the shoe fits, u can go to hell actually.

this community will screech and shit themselves over COMMUNICATION IS IMPORTANT!!!111 but the minute someone gets knuck in confrontation or being approached it's too much. suddenly ur too uwu baby to handle someone telling you to handle your end of the bargain as a partner.

no wonder vague blogging is a thing. it's because a good many of yall end up crying because someone dare approach u over a dynamic or an issue in a thread. god forbid u bring ur grievances up w. someone, theyll tell u that ur harassing them. so u have to take it to the streets.

this could be rectified if everyone stopped being a whiny pussy.

grow up.

yeah ill vagueblog. idc. wat r u gonna do about it? beat my ass?

[residentraccoon]

I did the awful mistake to check the romanian esc fb page, people blindly supporting isnotreal bc uwu what a cute ballad she deserves the win (i'm sick to my stomach), hating on Netherlands and insulting the message and the purpose of the song, and the usual Irleand promotes witchcraft and satanism!!!111 they must be banned too!!11!

[solitarelee]

We're also not going to let them get away with drawing naked children just because 'uwu they don't know any better uwuuwuuwu!!!;111'

Dude (1) only weird sex-obsessed (probably racist) puritans like you see stuff like "don't bully Asian artists" and think anyone is talking about underage art. (2) You're not a cop, that's not illegal, and you're not in charge of letting anyone """"get away"""" with anything in any case. You are the boss of exactly no one. You are at absolute best, a useless bully. You have less power and righteousness than a mall cop. You're the internet version of a self-appointed neighborhood watch guy in a neighborhood with no HOA or watch to begin with. Your idea of vigilante justice serves absolutely no purpose other than to make you feel more powerful and superior, and less useless and helpless. If anyone here "doesn't know any better uwu," it's you, in your closed bubble circle jerk pretending you're morally superior to other people because you tell people to kill themselves anonymously. You are, in fact, the kind of person I said we should be protecting other people from, because you're just such a miserable, unpleasant person to be around. Because it never stops with "naked children," and yall's definition of child porn includes classical art of cherubs. It's absurd. You're absurd.

And in thousands and thousands and thousands of people who saw that post, you are literally the only person who thought it was worth sending hate mail over, so you're also incredibly, pathetically alone.

[cool-gacha-ocs]

Here is one of my gacha ocs! I need to make room in gacha plus!

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[silly-gacha-ocs]

Gacha plus oc named uwu

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[emo-metalhead-punki]

🖤 Swap! Henry meets OG Ash 🖤

I love this swap! Henry design oh mir gir!!!111!!

I really like this uwu

I found this at deviantart lmao

[angel-bruises]

omg just partially rearranged my room and its so lolita goth kawaii sadbbydoll kinderwhore nicole dollanganger cult party kei laura palmer lana del rey the virgin suicides pale rosy coquette soft grunge vintage tumblr dot com girlhood traumacore angelcore uwu!!!!!111!!!11

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 143. brb x oc

a/n:I had to cut this part because it'd be....too long, lol, SO THE SMUT IS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER SORRY but it is coming. I hope you guys like the chapter i really do.(reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: kinda suggestive uwu but it'll be worse next chapter lol

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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“Come on Nikki! Look!”

Rooster turns his head up to the sky just in time for Nicole to do the same, their daughter’s light eyes still trying to identify what was going on out there. This trip was a lot of first for Nikki, first plane flight, first snow…and now Rooster was trying to make her mimic him by opening his mouth to catch the snowflakes on his tongue, “Look, see? Aaah…” and he rolls his tongue out as the little baby watches in confusion.

“I don’t think she gets it Roos.” Beatrice calls from the porch, the dogs around her - all of them wearing sweaters and little scarves because of the cold- holding a mug of cocoa, “She is pretty smart but I don’t know if she understands what you are doing right now.” even though it was the cutest thing she had ever seen, her massive husband holding their tiny daughter while walking in circles to catch one snowflake.

She giggles, bringing the mug to her lips as she watches them…these past days have been a bit of a roller coaster but Beatrice was glad they managed to talk about it. New Year’s Eve is in three days so she had that to worry about now…not that they’d have anyone over but she could think about the celebration instead of her own fears. 

Bradley was such…an amazing partner and father, she shouldn’t be surprised he was so sweet all of the time. He just wanted his family to be okay and she wanted him to be okay. Her smile widens as he keeps walking around, pointing from his face to the sky, opening his mouth again only for Nicole to blink at him because what the heck was her father doing? Beatrice leans her temple against the column next to her, Jolene and her pups curled onto one another because of the weather, snoozing peacefully.

She taps her thumb against the porcelain mug repeatedly, inhaling the cold air as she thinks of what she was going to do. It has been a while since the two got together and since having sex while pregnant wasn’t bad, she thought that this idea wasn’t bad…plus, it’d make her mind feel even more at ease. Everything was in her suitcase, hidden inside her makeup bag because it was small enough that no one was able to notice.

She had to thank Shells for that too, only her friend could come up with such ideas in such a short notice and when Beatrice needed her help. So the thing hidden was going to be a surprise…especially because once she found it she knew he was going to like it.

“That’s-that’s it Nikki!!” she heard Bradley shout happily and snapped her head towards him. Nicole was keeping her mouth open just like her father taught her, but the snowflake landed on her nose instead of her tongue. She looked down at it, green eyes crossing and her lips pursed in confusion, “Oh you are so cute! Babe!” he looks at Beatrice with his face shining, “Babe can you see this?”

God,her heart was so weak for them, she couldn’t even handle it.

“I can!” she shouts from the porch, safe from the cold and sipping her warm beverage, “She did good,didn’t she?”

“She sure did!” he bounces Nicole in his arms, then kisses her cheek repeatedly, “She did so great! You did great Birdie!”

Beatrice could only watch her husband and daughter, her little family, happily laugh because of what just happened. She sips her cocoa a few more times until Rooster looks over, “You comin’?”

“Hm?”

“Here?” he points to the ground, “With us?”

Now that’d be a lovely idea…if it wasn’t so cold. Beatrice was covered from head to toe, absolutely warm in every single aspect, but she was very comfortable hidden from the cold pieces of ice that while didn’t bother Nicole nor Rooster - every day that little girl is looking more and more like her father - Beatrice just stared at him with her eyes wide.

She parts her lips in an inhale, “I’m okay here!” 

But her husband just smirks, “Are you?”

“Yes,” another sip from her cocoa, “I’m very good here.”

He narrows his eyes playfully, the snow crunching under his boots as he turns his body to the porch with Nicole babbling on his arms, “Come on.’ he coos, wiggling his fingers as he shows her his hand, a way to bring her closer, “Come on,gorgeous. You love the snow now.”

“I don’t love it. I endure it.”

“Mhm.I can keep you warm.” his voice drops to a dangerous level, his eyes following her curves as she blushes heavily while looking at him.

“Rooster! Not in front of Nikki!”

“Baby, look at her,” their daughter was looking up at the sky - the little fluffy pom pom on her beanie moving when she tilted her head this way and that to have a better look at her surroundings- “She’s busy looking at the snowflakes, plus, what is dirty about what I said?”

“You know what.”

‘No,I just said I can keep you warm.” he opens his arm, “With a hug,c’mere.”

“Bradley Nicholas, I know you way too well.” she frowns, but bounces a bit on the spot…her cocoa was almost done too and she was getting colder now that he mentioned it… “....but I’ll accept the offer.” and she places the mug aside and shuffling her way over to him so he could engulf her with his warm embrace and she could stop feeling like a wrapped up popsicle in this winter.

She hums happily once his arm wraps around her, smiling at the delicious feeling of him around her. “Okay…maybe you were right.”

“Maybe?”

She props her chin between his pectorals and smirks, scrunching her nose a little bit, “Yes,maybe, don’t get so cocky.” again his eyes darkened and Beatrice swatted his arm in retaliation, “Rooster.”

“Whaat?”

“You are being an absolute menace right now.” she coos, kissing his lips twice and keeping their mouths touching as she giggles, feeling his hand cupping the back of her head, “Which normally,I wouldn’t mind but…well, you better behave.”

“I always do.” 

They laugh again and that makes Nicole laugh as well, her gentle giggle adding to her parents’ conversation as she holds onto Rooster’s jacket. Bradley sighs, kissing Beatrice’s head then Nicole’s, squinting his eyes at the soft snowflakes coming down, “...how are you feeling though?” he asks Bea, still holding her waist, ‘Nothing wrong right?”

“Nothing wrong,I’m bundled up and you are warming my stomach. We are all fine.” she grins, “...what about you?”

“What about me?”

‘Yeah, are you okay?”

He inhales the same frigid air she did and then exhales heavily as he grins at her, “I’m more than okay,gorgeous…I’m glad we are spending time together, all of us…” and if only he knew what they had planned later. “Also I was thinking, maybe we could go out tonight.”

Oh.

“...oh,really?”

‘Yeah, it’s not going to snow too much and there are places we can take Nikki and the dogs if we want to.”

…well that ruined things a bit. She chews her lower lip and then tries to come up with an excuse…quickly. “Well,it’s-we can’t trust the uh, weather app right Roos? Not like that.” she laughs nervously, rubbing her hands up and down his covered arms and offering him a nervous smile, “Plus…I don’t know if it’s good for Nikki to be out in the cold so late.” that at least was true, she’d hate if Nicole got sick because of the weather.

And she could see her husband was thinking the same thing.

“Hm…true.”

“So…we can stay here, it might be better.”

His eyes, while focused on her, didn’t seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, which to her was a great feat considering she couldn’t lie to him even if she wanted. He was too good at reading her, “That’s fine then, but-” he holds up a finger, “I’ll make us dinner.”

“Do you have anything in mind?”

“Well we still have saved up food from the beginning of the week, sooo…” he shrugs, “I’ll figure something out.”

Beatrice just smiles at him, then kisses his plump lips, swallowing his happy hum with her own laugh breaking out of her throat, “Okay.” she turns towards Nicole, gently brushing some of the snowflakes that stuck to her hair as they watched the white surroundings in silence. “...it’s so weird how quiet it gets.”

Rooster looks ahead with a small frown, “It’s never too good when it’s too quiet.” he tilts his head to the left, “There are birds chirping, no predators in sight. It’s just ‘cause you are a city girl and can’t handle the silence like that..” he teases only to be slapped by Beatrice - who gasps offendedly at him but still laughs at his commentary, shaking her head gently in disbelief.

“I can handle the silence a whole lot.”

“No you can.”

“Yes I can.”

“...no.” he narrows his eyes, “You can’t.”

“Yes, I can!”

“Let’s bet on it then,” he holds out his gloved hand with a smirk, Nicole too busy with the falling snow to notice them now, “If you can handle the silence for…a couple hours, then you win.”

She flicks her gaze from his hand to his eyes, pursing her lips, “What do I win,exactly?” he smirks wider, then shrugs with the less innocent look on his face. Beatrice blushes, but she knew he wouldn’t let it go unless she said yes or no to this…

Of course she said yes.

She shakes his hand twice, “When will this start?”

“Tonight?”

“...tonight.” he smirks wider pressing their noses together, “Why? Do you have anything planned?” 

Damn it.

“Well…our dinner is planned isn’t it?’ Good,Beatrice, switch it up on him so he’s confused. It took a few seconds but his face eventually relaxed with the recognition that yes, they had something planned for that night. He huffs softly, throwing that victory to her feet before he tugs her to his side, walking into the cabin with Nicole happily babbling under the falling snow, “...ya got me there.”

-

Dinner was wonderful.

When wasn’t it?

But now Beatrice had a plan to finish. While Rooster was downstairs, finishing his pomegranate juice - bless him, he still didn’t want to drink wine while she was pregnant- and checking his phone, Beatrice scurried upstairs towards the master bedroom. She quickly checked on Nicole and the dogs, the four of them asleep, in such a deep sleep that no canine lifted an ear when the floor creaked under Beatrice’s weight.

She smiles, watching the peaceful scene for a few seconds then turning on her heel towards the bedroom. She didn’t want to be too inconspicuous, she know he already had a feeling something was up so all she had to do was get ready. This wasn’t like the last time, this wasn’t their…she counted on her fingers, then furrowed her brows knowing that trying to remember the amount of times they had sex was going to be absolutely impossible. 

But it wasn’t that Christmas day anymore. They’ve been together for almost four years, they…had history together - three kids already, her mind recalls - and she felt like she should’ve done this for a while now. 

Beatrice sighs,checking her face in the mirror as she pulls onto the lingerie set that she bought specifically for this trip. She was so glad how calm Nicole was during the night, thanking every single deity responsible for making her sleep so deeply and so nicely…it was worrisome in the first months because they didn’t know how Nicole would be and boy were they happy when they found out she was such a heavy sleeper.

She hoped the twins would be the same.

But thinking how some of the twins - and triplets - in her family were…maybe that’d be wishful thinking.

She shakes her head, fixing the lace thong on her hips and wincing when the thin elastic snapped on her hip, leaving a red welt already, “Wow, sexy.” she mutters, putting on the lace bra - the tiny jewel in the middle shook as she adjusted it on her breasts, thanking it wasn’t so uncomfortable as she thought it’d be - and then putting on the lightest layer of makeup.

She smacks her lips, the thin layer of lip gloss making her mouth appear fuller and she rubbed her fingers on her eyelids to smudge the eyeliner, blinking at the result with a smile, “Perfect.” she whispered, inhaling for courage and then putting on the robe that hung from the bathroom’s wall…because she was still cold.

She steps out of the bedroom to reach the top of the stairs, chewing her lower lip as she closes Nicole’s door just enough to leave a small creak so the dogs could leave if they wanted, while tip toeing her way towards the steps. She hears him humming something, ‘Take on Me’ by A-Ha if she wasn’t mistaken.

Beatrice peeks into the kitchen to see him with the juice glass tilted to his lips and his phone in front of him, scrolling aimlessly through…whatever social media it was, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows the pomegranate juice and is absolutely oblivious to Beatrice’s eyes on him. She inhales for courage one more time, then pokes her head out, “Hey,” she calls, making him look over at her, “What are you doing?”

He arches his brow, licking his red stained lips and gesturing to the phone with his chin, “Calling Hangman a melonhead.” he says, with the most serious look on his face, “Evelyn took a picture of him when he was sitting and everyone is just now noticing how huge his head is.”

“Are you bullying him,Roos?”

‘It’s not bullying when it’s true.” he says with a chortle, then furrows his brows, straightening himself a bit, “What are you doing?”

“Me?”

‘Yes, you,gorgeous.”

“I’m just here,” she shrugs and he can see the dark fabric of the robe from behind the threshold, his eyes immediately latching on that point with interest, “Watching my husband…did you have a nice dinner?”

He pauses, still looking at her, the atmosphere getting thicker, she knows he knows. “I did….did you?” she nods with a small smile, and he knew that smile. He swishes the pomegranate juice inside the wine glass and drops his eyes down to the bottom of the threshold, where her body was still hidden behind, ‘C’mere.”

“For?”

“C’mere.” he says again, deeper, softer, whisky colored irises licking her body like fire even without seeing it fully, “I wanna see you.”

“Hmmmm…I don’t know about that,Lieutenant.” his pupils enlarge immediately and he freezes up, “I was just…thinking about some things,” she runs her finger against the wood grain, following the swirls and shapes with her nail, “Maybe…if you’d like some dessert?”

She winces, Oh God, that was so cringy. She hides her face and then bumps it against the wall only to look back and see that he was relaxed, almost leaning back against the chair with his arms crossed over his chest and his smirk clearly amused, “That was cute,” he says softly, “Your forehead is red.”

‘I hit it on the wall repeatedly.” she mutters, “Because that was the cringiest thing I’ve ever said Roos.’

“It was nice and yes,” he sits up, “I’d love some dessert.”

“Oh God don’t repeat it! Okay, hold on,” she steps out only to hold her hands up, “Let’s try again. Imagine I didn’t say that.” his eyes are following the lines of her thighs and calves and he tilted his head in hopes to see more under the robe to no avail, “Let’s do it again, blank slate and I’ll try better.” he turns himself on the chair so he’s facing her directly, interlocking his hands between his thick thighs and smiling at her, so fondly and warm she felt bad.

“Baby, it was nice.”

“But it’s supposed to be sexy.” she pouts,dropping her hands to her sides, “We–I just…I just well–”

“C’mere,” he pats his thighs this time, tugging his jeans to be comfortable - but that does more than that and it shows…a lot more than just the expanse of his thighs. “Aw, my baby,” he coos once she’s close, her pouty lips looking so pretty all glossed up like that he couldn’t help himself and kiss them when she’s close enough, “My gorgeous,gorgeous, gorgeous wife…there’s not one thing that you do that I don’t find sexy.”

“...I know but,” she frowns, “I had plans for tonight and I said that because Shells suggested, because-because of the color,” she rambles, moving her hands as he tugs her closer by the back of the thighs, trailing his fingers up her ass until he feels the high elastic of a thong brushing against his fingertips.

He sucks in a hard breath, letting her ramble on for a few seconds, “--and we didn’t have much time before? So,I thought, I thought it’d be a good idea,Roos…and…and it was cringy.Ugh.”

“‘What color is it,by the way?” he follows the lace that curves up on her ass with his thumb, the scratch of his manicured nails making her shiver.

“I-It’s um,’ she gulps, “C-Chocolate brown, like…dark-dark chocolate brown.”

“Ooohhh…a real dessert,huh?” she groans at him, “Does that mean I get to eat it now? You know I’m such a lover of chocolate…” he smirks when she blushes harder, “I love that we’ve been together for almost four years and you still blush when I talk to you. Fuck you are so fuckin’ cute.” he presses an open mouthed kiss to her cleavage once the robe parts enough for it to show, groaning at the scent of her perfume - lavender with something else, it was something new and he adored it already- “Hmmm…you are smelling good.” he cups her ass cheeks with both hands, squeezing the plump flesh and hooking his thumbs on the elastic.

“I…it’s a new perfume.” she whispers, gasping softly at the feeling of his tongue traveling all the way up to her jawbone, “I-I got it from–m-my aunt Martha.”

“...remember me to thank Martha,” he pauses to bite her skin, “Again.”

[lord-squiggletits]

TF ask meme:

19. A character you love that no one else seems to

21. A pairing you love that no one else seems to

37. Least favorite TF universe(s)

38. How did you get into transformers

19. A character you love that no one else seems to

IDW Optimus hands down, although the longer I spend in the fandom the more people I find who understand and love him as he deserves, so the feeling isn't as lonely and annoying as it used to be. :)

Mmmm but who's a different character I love that no one else seems to? Maybe Pyra Magna (IDW1) because non-MTMTE characters in general don't get a lot of recognition, and I think her CONCEPT was really interesting plus she's hands-down the sexiest female TF of all time.

I think Impactor would qualify? It's not that he's widely and unjustly hated (like IDW OP) or ignored (like IDW Pyra Magna), but I don't see a lot of posts that are focused on Impactor or anyone who has a deep attachment to him? He shows up a lot in Wreckers-related fanart but mostly in action things, not a whole lot of character meta. I'm not insane over Impactor like I am with others, but I'm definitely emotionally attached to him and don't see hardly anyone else who feels Emotions (TM) over him.

21. A pairing you love that no one else seems to

Not sure I have an answer for this, because although I do have my fair share of rarepairs, I've managed to find niches for most all of them (or am not invested enough in them to be sad about how rare they are).

37. Least favorite TF universe(s)

Can't really say I've consumed the most TF universes compared to other people, and the main reasons I have "least favorites" are mostly due to the fandom than anything else.

I think my least favorite might be TFA purely because of how trash some of the takes on Optimus are (uwu sad baby twink who's so depressed and everyone abuses him and he's so scared and full of anxiety and needs a big strong bot to show him how the Autobots are evil and he deserves love!!111!!!!!), but also because.... Well, the show itself was really good, but a lot of the "deep and dark" lore is pretty much entirely contained in side material and includes some stuff that you would literally not have a clue about just from watching TFA. And due to some past fandoms I was in, my #1 media pet peeve is that I HATE when the shows make you buy supplementary material that completely retcons/recontextualizes the story instead of just putting that new story information IN THE ACTUAL STORY!!!

So yeah, TFA to me is a good show, but as far as how "deep" it is I think it's severely overrated and a lot of the common fanon takes about it are really annoying anyways.

38. How did you get into transformers

Reading Victory Condition by astolat because some friends of mine from my job at the time linked it in the group chat. I was bored and alone in my room one night and decided to click on the link they put in chat (they aren't TF fans, it was just from some podcast thing) and read it.

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002 for utaren and/or 003 for adam?

Ooh thank you hehe 🌹❤

002 | Send me a ship and I will tell you: Utaren edition

When I started shipping them:

Back when I first read the manga, when I reached chapters 111 to 113. Man, I was hooked. Their young selves did something irreversible to me lmao, and then Uta hit me with the old tattoo meaning and I was Gone.

It was in 2014, iirc. I started TG when it was over but before :re was published (by the time i was finished, :re was 7 chapters in, very precisely xD i remember bc it's the chapter Nishiki calls Haise Kaneki)

My thoughts:

I've talked about this extensively in the past but yeah their friendship is insanely important to me. The way they go on about "you're my friend" it makes me bonkers. They are the definition of what relationships should be, in my book. Friendship first and foremost and above all, for better or worse. They are The QPP™. Absolutely legendary. First ship to make me so gone. I often say Percabeth was my first OTP but nothing consumed me quite like Utaren did before they did. They're my OTQP? I guess? xD

What makes me happy about them:

Yeah, their friendship. How ride or die they are about each other. Able to rip each other to shreds but will also risk their lives to save the other. How accepting Renji is of Uta's clownship (before it threatens Touka lmao). The unconditional love. The brutality of it.

What makes me sad about them:

"Nec possum tecum uiuere nec sine te". doesn't make me sad per se but ouch anyway. The abandonment Uta felt when Renji left. The intricate knowledge Uta has that he can't be by his side but they can't be apart either - to the point of getting it tattooed. On his fucking neck.

Help.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Making it sexual. I don't read much TG fanfics these days (or at least not new ones. i reread my favs instead) so idk what's the trend regarding them but back then I never liked them smut. Feels unnatural.

Also once I read a fic in which one said "ily" to the other (they were in a relationship already) and the other got up and left and they broke up??? What's up with that. I genuinely don't get why saying ily to your boyfriend would make him leave?? isn't that why you're dating?? Anyway.

Things I look for in fanfic:

4th ward era. "graphic depiction of violence" is always welcome.

My favorite Them Fic

My wishlist:

They're already perfect, thank you.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

No one tbh. They're both too aro for that.

My happily ever after for them:

I think what we got in canon is the best that could have been for them. It's a half return to what they used to be..

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you: ADAM edition

How I feel about this character:

I feel too many things in too much quantity. I feel love, I feel grief, I feel protectiveness, I feel something sink in my stomach and something lift me in the sky. He is my most beloved, my husband, the light of my days. He makes me smile, he makes me oh so happy and he's one of the reasons I cry at night. He is everything to me.

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character:

Langa, of course. Kiriko, also and also of course. Both in the EDEN and Adakiri/LoveMantis way and in the EDENMantis way uwu

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character:

With Tadashi, kink dom/sub relationship, with deep deep devotion on Tadashi's side and slowly recovering trust and friendship.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Depends on unpopular where. If it's in the entire western sk8 fandom, the unpopular opinion would be ADAM is absolutely amazing both character-wise and person-wise. He's the best and he deserves so much love.

If we're talking ADAM fandom, it would be that He Is Not A Slut. He is the very opposite of that.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

I wish Cherry would apologize to him. I wish he'd managed to kill Reki. I wish we would know more of his past, especially regarding Kiriko. That's three things. Who cares.

Favorite friendship for this character:

With Tadashi, as kids. With Joe and Cherry, as teens. With Langa (and with Kiriko in my dreams), as adults.

My crossover ship:

With Matsuri (TG). I don't exactly ship it and it wouldn't work anyway because they're both doms but it's fun thinking about them meeting and becoming friends.

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