#about leet

[skumhuu]

Proshipper = you're against censorship and harassment over fiction & curate your experience on the internet to have a healthy distance from things that make you uncomfortable

Antishipper = you're okay and even encourage harassment towards "freaks" and "weirdos" society deems acceptable to hurt

[wbcannibalgf]

heh "nice" triforce shirt haha it fuckin sucks you dork ass loser *he turns around revealing he is actually local villain duo uber & leet* oh fuck

[crowns-of-violets-and-roses]

Worm hbomberguy violating the unwritten rules by doxing Über and Leet

[dailykugisaki]

Day 132 | id in alt

Dolls for everyone! Of everyone.

[skelkankaos]

[eclipsecrowned]

raises a glass to whichever blorbo dies today.

[yourfaveneedsakiss]

A little request to requesters: it's cool if you want to use a fun typing quirk, but please spell the character and series name correctly.

Not an actual request, but an example: if you say "Z4ndy fr0m Zp0ng3b0b" then the chances of me putting that in Google and it turning up Sandy from Spongebob are low. (This is an example of a popular character, so chances are reasonable, but understand that most requested characters are more obscure)

"Isn't it easy to tell what they mean and fix it?" Sometimes. Not always. If I assumed everything was leet speak and tried to change a request for "C3-P0" into "Cepo" it wouldn’t work either.

So my request is to please spell the character and series name correctly. Thank you!

[rockerfemme]

i don’t know who needs to hear this but if you’re harassing me for posting feminist content, you are probably (definitely) a misogynist

[little-ajax-56793]

My taste in men is sooooo ass the only thing keeping me above water is my aesthetic attraction to patrick swayze

[gotta-bail-my-quails]

happened to have stopped the word count on this project at 1337...a sign from the terrible heavens perhaps?

[theatomicpsychotic]

Stop giving that shitass writer and her shitass opinions air to breathe. Don't respond to her, don't screenshot her, just stop acknowledging her existence. You aren't helping you are just patting yourselves on the back thinking you're a great trans ally, while real trans ppl get exposed to more targeted hate everytime you help stoke the fires.

[spaceoutdreamer]

AND THEN THE NIGHTMARE STARTED IT GOT DEAFENINGLY LOUD EVERY FIBER IN ME SCREAMED OUT BUT I COULDN'T MAKE A SOUND THE WHIRLING OF A VORTEX A VIOLENT CAROUSEL IT SOUNDED LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN WAS DRAGGING ME TO HELL

[pseudowho]

"Hey! Nanamin, Mrs.Nanamin?"

You and Kento looked up at Yuuji from your places on the sofa; you, with your cross-stitch and your tongue between your teeth, and Kento looking over his newspaper and reading glasses. Yuuji dried his hands, having washed the final dish.

He grinned, ruffling stray bubbles into the back of his hair, and tapped away on his phone. Kento's phone buzzed, and he picked it up, looking at the screen.

"It's my birthday next week--"

"--dont worry, Yuuji, we know--"

"--and I'm just gonna have a little party in the Jujutsu High forest. Gojo says it's okay, thought you two could come along. I've qjust sent you the deets."

As Yuuji walked off to his room, you looked up at Kento, who read the invitation in increasing confusion, a dismayed little hum rumbling out of his throat.

"What? What is it?" You asked around the needle pinched between your teeth, leaning closer to peer at Kento's phone.

"The party..." Kento hummed.

"...the party...?"

"Apparently it's going to be 'dank'."

"Oh...sounds unsanitary."

Kento hummed again. "Quite. Though perhaps if we bring our best 'rizz', Yuuji thinks the party will be 'bussin'. Even better, if our outfits 'slay', he'll be 'highkey' excited."

You frowned, then scoffed, calling down the hallway.

"Hey, Yuuji? This invitation..."

"Yeah?" He shouted back, "What about it?"

"Have you had a stroke?"

Yuuji laughed, unabashed, and walked out in his pyjamas, grinning. "Nah, for real for real, it'll be great. No cap."

You and Kento looked at Yuuji like he'd grown an extra head. Yuuji laughed again, and got a glass of water before bidding them goodnight, scoffing as he went into his room;

"Millennials."

You and Kento sat in stunned silence in the lamplight. Kento looked at your cross-stitch and fluffy socks. He felt his reading glasses on his head, his newspaper forgotten in his lap, and you seemed to be thinking the same, before asking him in quiet horror:

"Kento...are--are we old?"

Another dismayed hum, from beside you.

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The 20th of March arrived; a balmy spring evening. The sun was setting as you and Kento approached the forest at Jujutsu High, seeing the flicker of flames in a great firepit, hearing music and laughter, and clinking glass.

Panda tossed bottles of drink across the floating crowd; Maki and Megumi caught theirs seamlessly, and Nobara fumbled hers to the tune of laughter, her eye patch replacing her depth perception.

The birthday boy bustled around, accepting claps on the back, gifts and well-wishes, his hair turned coral in the dying sun. He looked up as you and Kento approached, looking happier still.

Yuuji softened at Kento's smile, accepting a gift with the promise of 'more at home'. Kento patted Yuuji on the shoulder, looking him up and down.

"Looking good, Yuuji. On fleek."

Yuuji faltered, unsure. "Oh, on...?"

Kento turned to you, only marginally irritated when Gojo joined your group. As the conversation grew between you, Kento and Gojo, Yuuji looked more and more sidelined, eventually fumbling for his phone, his trusty translator.

"Went to talk to the higher-ups today--

"Ugh! Adulting."

"-- legit. Looked over their new hashtag 'Student Protection Policies', and they were so fucking basic--"

You and Kento scoffed as Gojo continued, and Yuuji listened on, flicking through the glossary of his mind.

"--so yeah anyway, cheeky humblebrag, but when they told me I couldn't argue, I told them that they'd die of old age before they got a good policy out. Solid clapback, I feel."

You and Kento scoffed, sipping your drinks, answering; "Savage"-- "Woke up ready to throw shade, huh."

The party went on, and Yuuji found himself overhearing more and more of Kento's conversations. Yuuji had a growing list of words on his phone, and increasingly looked at Kento as if he'd been replaced by another man.

Yuuji looked down at his phone, scrolling through the list; he had no answers. He still had no idea what time 'Leet o'clock' was, he'd been called 'dude' at least seven times, and he had lost a game that he hadn't even known he was participating in.

Kento turned back to Yuuji, smiling again at his disgruntled expression, thanking him; "Party's lit, Yuuji. Having fun?"

As Yuuji opened his mouth to argue, you approached, grinning at Yuuji and looping your arm through Kento's; "You alright kiddo? Looking a bit shook."

"I-- what? I don't--"

Kento leaned in to you, talking lowly in your ear; "Just been schooling this boy on the appropriate vernacular. I like to think I'm winning."

You laughed, delighted. "Weird flex but okay."

You melded back into the party ("Oh my god! Megumi's puppers! C'mere boy, who's a good doggo..."), and Yuuji fizzled at Kento, pugnacious.

"You're fucking with me, aren't you?"

Kento looked at Yuuji with absolute innocence. Yuuji puffed his cheeks out, putting his phone away and stabbing a finger at Kento.

"I'll get you back for this. Just 'cos you two are old."

Kento scoffed again, the barest smirk on his lips. "We're not old. You're just a baby."

"Yeah, yeah, Nanamin. Tell me that again when you stop taking two ibuprofen in the morning 'just in case'."

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A cheeky Millennials and Gen Z love letter, written absolutely tongue-in-cheek

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slasher movie about a mime that uses invisible weapons

[thewertsearch]

GT: holy shit, look at these glittering space riches! AG: Yeah. I was really into treasure hunting for a while.

Which is weird, because I don’t think an Alternian troll has any reason to treasure-hunt.

We don’t know anything about Alternian economics, but I’m not sure we really need to. Alternia functions under an extremely rigid caste system, where your social class is determined exclusively by the biology that you’re born with. Eridan isn’t rich because daddy made some nice investments; he’s rich because he has violet blood, and that’s that.

It’s not like a rustblood can win big at the races, and purchase a hive of Vriska’s caliber – and similarly, it’s not like Vriska will ever be able to purchase indigo status. No matter what treasure she obtains, she can’t actually trade it for a meaningful upgrade to her quality of life, the way you'd be able to on Earth.

Now, I know why Vriska collects it – it’s a status symbol, and serves as proof that she’s a winner – but still, it’s an interesting aside.

GT: is that a rocket car stuck in the web over there? GT: what's that about? AG: Don't worry a8out it! Man, this would 8e such an awkward moment on a d8. Again, if it was one. GT: there's something really familiar about that rocket…

I'm pretty sure John never saw that rocket, but he does own a jetpack with the same theming, thanks to Terezi’s machinations and Sollux’s leet hax.

Things are coming back to him - it’s just taking a little while, much to Vriska’s chagrin. It wouldn't be the first time she's been impatient with the guy.

[f1rewalk3r]

one of my favorite things about worm is taylors unreliability as a narrator. like take for example taylor/brian. from taylors perspective it’s pretty normal, two traumatized teens with powers being teenagers, very heterosexual, etc.

but think about how it looks from an outside perspective. the villain who makes darkness and the villain who controls bugs are fucking. that’s some horror movie shit. but outside of that, the themed couple thing is so stupid it’s on par with like Night and Fog or Sidepiece and Disjoint or Uber and Leet.