#ack i dont really like this one but whatever

[tychogender]

stupid nerd...

[cosmicrhetoric]

quintessential cathy ack moments

[wolfiesmoon]

What a fate

Ran x good girl! reader

this is a part 2 to my fic "i can't sleep", dont worry i'm feeding ur families they will no longer starve. apparently people are really into ran considering how many notes that fic of mine got (and who can blame them honestly)

unrelated but i cant believe it took me this long to get into housewife radio by ghost i love the horror vibes because of course i do

You've had a turbulent few days recently. Ever since you agreed to do that stupid dare Ran hasn't left you alone.

He did promise to do so but you didn't think he was actually serious about "making you his". How could you let this happen?

Things turned out completely opposite to what you expected, though. Instead of dragging you to his gang meeting to beat the crap out of you, he's taking you there to threaten his lackeys that if they even so much as lay a finger on his girl (you), they'd feel hell on earth.

You suppose that it's nice that he wants to protect you but you feel extremely out of place and uncomfortable at a gang meeting of all places.

Your parents think you're studying at a library right now. Somehow, you feel like you're commiting a crime.

You also met his brother at that meeting.

It seems being a good-for-nothing delinquent runs in their family. You feel sorry for their parents. If they even have them.

"Wow, I would've never thought the nerd would be your type." Rindou teased Ran. Actually, maybe it was both of you he was teasing.

"She's the one that kissed me first." Ran smirked at you.

"You're the worst. Both of you." you furrowed your brows, not finding either of them amusing in the slightest.

"Your girlfriend hates you, man. Personally I would not put up with that." Rindou seemed disinterested, checking his nails as he said that.

"I am not his girlfriend, either!" you defended yourself but Ran just looked at you like he pitied you and Rindou looked like he didn't believe you.

"Right, okay, if you say so. You two have your lover's quarrel on your own. I'm going elsewhere." Rindou just casually left, leaving you all alone with Ran in an abandoned storage unit. Oh boy.

"Umm, I should get going- ack!" you felt your wrist getting grabbed, preventing you from leaving. There's your only exit up in smoke.

"Leaving so soon? But we haven't even had our fun yet." Ran smiled at you and you honestly felt scared at that moment. Oh no, you shouldn't have yelled back at him so daringly just now. Now he's going to beat the crap out of you and drop you off in front of your parents doorstep as a warning to never mess with his gang again.

He leaned in closer and you braced yourself for the pain, but instead of that you felt his lips on yours.

Kissing...?! Again?! Well, atleast it's better than a punch to the face... You can't believe it's come to a point where you're glad to get kissed by Ran.

But still, does he have to kiss you in the least romantic place possible? Even if you did have feelings for him you'd totally find this moment cringy.

"You suck at kissing." He comments heartily, pulling away.

"I'm not the one who kisses a new girl every day. Maybe I actually have some self-respect." You crossed your arms. He was your first kiss after all.

"Every night is an exaggeration. It's like, every week." You couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious, even if you saw his expression.

"Oh, wow. Glad to know that I'll get cheated on in about 3 days. Way to make your 'girlfriend' hate you less."

"I'll stop for you." He smiled.

"Uh huh, whatever." You rolled your eyes.

Though, his kisses are actually kind of making you.... No, no! Don't fall for that! You can't believe you almost admitted that you'd fall for him if he kissed you more.

.

"How's it going with your new boyfriend, girl?"

"God, do not call him that." You held your forehead in frustration.

"I think he's taken a liking to you." Your friend nudged you, pointing at Ran who was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria and smiling at you as he ate.

"Great." You said sarcastically, immediately looking away when your eyes met.

"See? It ended up well. Now you have a hot bad boy boyfriend." Your friend kinda wished she'd done it instead of daring you.

"Didn't I just... ugh! I don't think my parents would agree with you." You placed your forehead on the table, groaning. "You date him if you want a bad boy so bad. But I hate you for dragging me into this." Your voice was slightly muffled.

"Yeah, we'll see. You'll be the happiest couple ever in like, two months."

You raised your head, looking back at Ran once again. You're in quite the pickle, aren't you? The next thing you know, you'll fall for Haitani Ran.

How scarily exciting.

.

"Hop on." Ran stopped on his bike in front of the library. How he knew you had a study session there today? Don't worry about the details.

Another motorcycle ride... You feel like you barely survived the last one.

"My parents expect me to be home in 10 minutes." You crossed your arms. You weren't lying, either.

"Who cares? Live a little." Ran rolled his eyes playfully. Clearly he isn't going to let you back down.

"I'll do it, but only if you keep it to ten minutes." He was right, backing down isn't your thing. You wonder how much resisting him you could get away with if you weren't special to him.

Special to him... huh.

"Killjoy." He insulted you lightly as you sat down in front of him. Again, neither of you are wearing a helmet. This is the last time you'll let it slide.

"I prefer to not get scolded endlessly." You held onto him tightly because you knew what was coming and didn't want to almost fall off the bike again. He felt proud when you held onto him like that.

Like you're finally his. To be honest, he didn't really care much for you until you kissed him out of nowhere like that. How bold of you, the top-of-the-class rule stickler. But he likes that. And that's why he decided to make you his.

Isn't the fact that he lets you ride on his motorcycle enough to see that?

You felt the wind blowing against your face as you set off. Now that you feel it again, it doesnt feel too bad. It's kind of nice, actually. And Ran is warm, too.

The scenery moves past the two of you and strangely, you feel really calm and at peace. It feels like your parents don't exist in this moment and that you can just... live, and feel the adrenaline of the high speed.

This is so scarily exciting.

"You look relaxed." He said, looking down at you.

"I am. And look at the road, will you?" You scolded him but your voice was still relaxed. You look up at him again.

He actually isn't that bad looking. You kind of understand why some girls would fall for him. You, on the other hand...

Are unfortunately befalling the same fate.

He didn't say anything but you had a feeling he knew you were staring.

"You look like you're in love."

"What?! How would you even know?!" You looked back at the road, hiding your face from him. You can't help but get defensive of such a thing.

God, you hate that he's right.

[pearlescentparade]

Subspace x reader smut for the poor please

Probably just the two getting themselves drunk and decide to get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in a random alleyway idk :sobs:

i dont feel too comfortable writing drunk sex #ilikemysexsober, so i'm toning it down to being ���𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓎 as in a little touchy!! you better not mind!

✦ suggestive subspace x reader💓

today, one of the projects that subspace and you have been laboring over got the green light to be manufactured.

"we've done well, my assistant! another advancement in the name of blackrock, hahahah!!" subspace's pride is evident as he boasts, his enthusiasm echoing throughout the laboratory. on a chair nearby, you sit contently and nod. "it was so worth all the sleepless nights and explosions... we totally deserve a reward!" bones in your back and joints make satisfying cracks as you stretch in the chair. subspace stops his raving, turning to look at you from over his shoulder. "a reward? what, like a raise? don't be silly! it's not some achievement to throw a party for, it's our duty and obligation as blackrock's geniuses!!" he stomps over to you, furrowing his eyebrows in offense. "have you forgotten where you're working?!" but you only roll your eyes, accustomed to his capricious behavior. "just because it's in the job description doesn't mean we can't pat ourselves on the back for it, tripmine! how does 8 pm at that new bar sound? it's on me~" the scientist crosses his arms defiantly, "absolutely not!! there are more projects that our superiors are waiting on us for, we have no time to fool around—!" you narrow your eyes, time to bring out the big guns if you want to convince subspace to go drinking with you. huffing, you feign disappointment, "booo, you're no fun.. i suppose i'll go by my lonesome, without my suupperrr coool, and handsome, and intelligent superiorr to watch over mee... (subspace perks up when you say this) and let some random nobody pick me up and take me home... sighh.." out of the corner of your eye, you can see subspace's eye twitch. it's working. "..stop whining! if you really want company that bad, i'll send a biograft with you!!" "as amaaaaziiiing as they are, biografts can't drink or keep good conversation!" this is it. you turn to subspace and lean in close, sustaining eye contact with him. "...pleaase, subspace? it has to be you.."

his crystal casts a bright pink light on even you from how bright it's glowing. it's confirmed beyond a shadow of a doubt: you've nailed in his coffin.

"wh.. fine!!! i'll go!! ..only this once!!!" with a flushed face, he jerks his head to the right where you can only see his eyepatch. you lean back, smiling with satisfaction at the sight of the subspace tripmine giving into from being slightly buttered up. "it's a date, then! see ya!" you get up from the chair and cheerfully skip out of the laboratory, leaving subspace to grumble at your audacity by himself.

come 8pm, you're barely pulling up to the agreed location to find him already there. a leg is propped on the wall, while he stares at one of his crystals idly floating in his palm. innocently, you ask, "did i keep you waiting?" he only grunts in response, "why yes, you did!! i'll have you know my time is incredibly precious and not to be waste—ack!" not wanting to listen to his spiel, you wordlessly drag him into the bar.

upon entering, you're immediately hit with the buzz of constant chatter and of course, the smell of alcohol. it's a tad crowded considering it's a friday evening. every other inphernal is likely celebrating something too, you think. maybe it's something big, like getting a promotion. or maybe it's something small, like simply getting through another week. whatever it is, they're here to get lit for it.

you weave through the demons and lead subspace to a pair of stools in front of the bartender's counter. as you settle onto the velvet of the cushion, the bartender approaches with a glass in hand. "what can i get for you?" "a daiquiri, please." they nod, then pivot to subspace. "and for you, sir?" he scrunches his face at the menu for a second, carefully scrutinizing his options. you promptly pipe up, "just get him a sea breeze and put it on my tab, thank you!"

within a few moments of taking your orders, the bartender returns with your cocktails. "cheers." you hold your daiquiri to subspace. when he doesn't raise his glass to yours, you raise an expectant eyebrow. after a pause, he stiffly taps your drink. even the clinking of the glass sounds unsure. all you do is shake your head and exhale with exasperation.

"you're so tense, loosen up! do blackrockians really not celebrate things ever?" the sweet taste of the daiquiri is pleasantly tart paired with the rum as you sip it. "tch, blackrock has high standards for their demons!! we can't afford to lose our edge when the inpherno looks to us for our high-quality technology! if there is even a tiny mistake..." subspace stares at the ice cubes in his sea breeze, aimlessly swirling them about. he looks almost skeptical about it. "and besides, i can't even taste the alcohol! so there's no point!!" you're almost done with your drink. "you can still feel the effects, can't you? i'd kill to be able to get drunk without having to taste the liquor..." sighing, you down the rest of the cocktail. "in any case, we aren't blackrock's top geniuses right now. we're idiots at some bar! you'd look weeeird if you didn't drink.." when the bartender comes around, you order another daiquiri, requesting it stronger.

subspace's reflection in the red drink glares back at him. just as you open your mouth to chastise him some more, he mutters under his breath and takes a long swig of his drink. by the time he sets the sea breeze back down, there's a blush painted over his cheeks that's so prominent you could see it peeking over his gas mask. "..there!! happy??" the scowl he directs towards you isn't very effective when paired with his flushed face. you grin triumphantly, "very."

after a couple rounds of drinks, the both of you are hammered as hell. boisterous, cackling, and burning up. your head is buzzing, and the lights of the bar seem especially bright now. "and—hic—ya wanna know what they did??? they—" in the midst of your story-telling, the wild gestures you make with your hands knock over subspace's drink and spill it over his clothes. "oh shit-! sooorry 'bout thatt... here, lemme uh.." scrambling, you quickly nab some napkins and wipe down the alcohol on subspace. a lot of it spilled on his thighs and lap, and you don't notice how his breath hitches as you casually rub him. that is, until his arm shoots out and harshly grips your wrist and he starts to drag you outside. you're still clueless as he rounds the corner and forces you onto the wall of a dark alleyway.

when he releases your wrist, your other hand shoots to clutch it and soothe the ache. "oww- it.. hic.. it wass only a drink! ye don need t' be s- ah!" you're cut off mid-sentence by the feeling of one of subspace's hands feeling up your shirt, and the other down your pants stroking your thighs. they're cold as they trail up and down on your warm skin, and you shiver from the sensation. damn, if you knew spilling subspace's drink on him would lead to this, you would've done it way sooner. "ohh.." a high whine escapes from you.

"ya knew what y'were doin.. naughty- naughty lil assistant~!!" his claw-like fingers cup your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "this—hic—'s what ya wanted, isn't it-?!!" well you didn't exactly expect your boss to fondle you when you took him out to drink, but it's not unwelcome! as his hand explores your soft inner thigh, you squeeze them together and sandwich it. his hand on your upper region gropes your chest. "yes- please, keep touching me...", the plead comes out as a soft whisper. your head is swimming, dizzy with arousal.

then, subspace leans into the crook of your neck and sinks his top teeth into your skin, sharp enough to draw blood. you twitch and shudder beneath him, biting your lips as your eyes fight tears. after, he laps at it with his tongue. the texture is rough on your flesh due to the rot, similar to a cat's. meanwhile, his hand working underneath your pants discovers how wet you are when it grazes your soaked underwear.

"my, how dirty-!! is my slutty assistant neeeeedy fer mee??" too horny out of your mind, you feverishly nod as you pant out white puffs of steam from your hot breath. "aww, that's tooooo bad~!!" suddenly, he withdraws his hands from underneath your clothes, leaving you to groan at the loss of contact. though he's no longer touching you, your desperate body clings on to the memory of his hands on you. when you go to protest, he brings a finger to your lips to shush you. "con—hic—consider this asss yeer punishment!! now y'll think again 'fore ya try n' tempt the great subspace, hahaha~!!!" frustrated, you roll your eyes as he maniacally cackles at his 'victory' over you. "whaaateeverrr... am callin' a cab back home!" stupid boss, blue-balling you after getting you all excited!

the next morning, you meet up with subspace in his laboratory (after downing a few gallons of water and snacking on some crackers to attempt to cure the hangover). though he tries to pretends like nothing happened last night, he freezes up when you randomly muse,

"drunk actions are sober thoughts, subspace t. mine."

(parade postscript: sorry the suggestive part is so short, i needed to cut it off before it got too steamy teehee man it's so awkward when im switching to subspace's wiki to look at his dialogue and make sure i'm writing him in-character and i'm forced to look at how he actually looks like hes so dumb looking i love him)

[vampiric-succulent]

OUAW EP 45:

Spoilers!!

“WHY DID WE DO THAT” yes Gricko why indeed

Bit quick to jump to nudity there Torbek

Gricko is just full of great ideas today

“You are familiar with mirages” THIS ALMIRAJ IS NO MIRAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nikkie: “You don’t really understand how this works” Mace/Gideon, immediately: “I know exactly how this works”

This desert is getting eerily intense

I love how they’re showing Torbek gaining control of the Witchlight and the Other

“Together, as a unit, as you do everything, you decide to tackle this next obstacle” ACK MY HEART I FUCKING LOVE FOUND FAMILY SHIT THIS IS SO GOOD

How are y’all interpreting Gricko’s monstrosity connection? Bc I’ve been doing it as like a really enthusiastic zoologist but what if he’s also a monsterfucker

Sorry that was a little unhinged and sudden but I think i might be right he does have a thing for monstrous women who could decimate him with one move

Anyways!

Love how Frost always wants to talk first but Gideon is immediately “IM GONNA GETCHU”

Gideon is going to oneshot this tricobra/cobydra if he keeps this up

“Two attacks on Frost” “no thankyou ❤️”

OH SHIT KREMY’S DICE MOVE HUNGER OF HADAR. HOLY FUCK.

Rich is so good at flavoring this spell and its effects

Mace/Gideon “Don’t roll max against me” and then Rich doesn’t— that’s Kremy employing Husband Privilege right there

What is the realm they are talking about?? Ghettei? Gehettei? Whatever realm they say Kremy is bringing with Hunger of Hadar

Goddamn that’s a lot of damage at once

Torbek and Gideon and Hootsie bro moment 😎

“Torbek accidentally Longscarfed him” 😭❤️

WHAT IS THIS FUCKING LIGHT?????????

Love how Nikkie just keeps repeating the generic desert description like an NPC in a game when you try to talk to them too much

HOLY SHIT okay 1. The immersion hell yeah 2. Why. Why is there a swamp here again. The swamp was supposed to be gone. There wasn’t supposed to be more swamp.

SERIOUSLY WHY IS THERE A SWAMP

“Blow on my dice” there is no heterosexual explanation for this

Now I have this horrible image in my head of Kremy pulling an Entrapta and going “I just need a little more time”

GRICKO DONT CALL TO MR GARU

“I am the thing that remains when the alphabet is gone” this is giving me such a good idea for a Tower of Babel campaign wait a minute

Ah yes just like the 1999 classic film The Mummy—- *I am forcibly removed from the stage*

It IS TIME!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY FUCK HES RIGHT

Is. Is the swoose sounding like Bavlorna on purpose. Is this a plot thing. Please this is so important—- Bc there’s an hourglass on the archway, so it has to be time and also maybe the voice is important— Oh. Okay. So not like Bavlorna.

What is the realization Andy is having???? Oh my god I need to know

Does the fact that this is Nekhbet and the lion-headed guardian mean Egyptian mythology at all influences this part of the story? And maybe the Hourglass Coven in some sort of way if this temple is here? Was this temple originally of the Hourglass Coven, or was it taken over???

The emotion in Mace’s storytelling is incredible and then he has a your mom joke. Alright.

Andy and Mikey’s reactions are beautiful things to watch

“We’ve been free ever since”

Fic idea: Kremy and Gideon get married and uh. Yknow Gricko’s entire thing about getting Pa Coal to come to one of Gideon’s weddings? Somehow that happens but it’s a really sad moment bc Pa Coal is dead so it’s an urn and Gideon gets to have a moment just talking to the urn

OH SHIT THE BIRTH OF THE HAGS?!?!??? Wait wait wait I have so many questions— to be made into a hag, do they need to find this temple first?? Does this temple somehow lead to the hag hut??? What is the thing that drinks the brew in the hag hut?????? How did that being come to exist???????? How is this temple connected to the thing that makes the hags???????? Is this a temple of time or of memories and records????

What is the process of making a hag??? Do all hags come about via this process????

Wait a minute. We had a white horse and rider statue, now we have a red one— if the next one is black then these are the riders of Baba Yaga and maybe that is who makes all the hags— like a sort of Mother Hag situation??

Frost is right, I think, this is also a story or situation or whatever about choice (esp bc of the swoose at the entrance)

I need a series which is just Gricko explaining everything that’s happened in the campaign in extreme detail

“We hit rock bottom and we picked up shoooveeeelllls.”

Ayo Bavlorna what the fuck— Endolyn’s story was terrible but this is another level

So these hags are not actually sisters then? Or are they sisters because they all come from the same source? (Whatever makes the hags)

Yuuuup I was right about the riders!!!!!

Idk why but Kremy’s story hits for me

Nikkie this is so impressive. Holy shit— this isn’t in the module. She wrote these backstories herself. Wow.

And the flipped time order of everything!!! And the Granny Nightshade symbolism

Wait blue roses??? Like the ones in Twig’s eyes???????

WHAT IF THIS IS THE KINGDOM OF HEARTS DESIRE WHAT IF THEY ARE AT THE DOOR RN

Andy what are you doing

Oh shit. Next is the fabled Episode 46. Ohhhh lord. What’s gonna happen………

How much time has passed for the Feywild while they’re in the material plane???

Gahhhh!!!! The lore!!!!!!!!!!!! So good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wait okay there’s a connection to Prime but I haven’t watched Prime and it’s 91 episodes there’s no way I can watch all that rn but I NEED TO KNOW THE AVANTRIS LORE AND WHAT THE CONNECTION IS OMFG

So much happened!!!!! Holy fuck!!!!!!!!! And next is Episode 46 I’m gonna have my brain explode

[historicboii]

Hello again, today i bring you another MICC verse story feat. Melody.

This is the story of how she got her name. Almost.

Basically its Andyeddie being cute.

As always many thanks to the WW2 Rpf is fine server for bringing this idea to life and thanks to all of you for reading It.

Enough about me, please enjoy : )

PASTORALE

Today was a happy day, a happier day than most in this hellhole. Nobody had died yet which was rare here in the frontlines.

Once we had found somewhere to rest, Ack-Ack climbed to a higher place, some sort of rubble. He raised his voice and adressed the men.

"Everybody, we are staying here tonight, so pick a slightly smooth stone and try to sleep".

Andy as always was glowing, with a fierce determination I though could only appear in old stories of myth or in brave knights of old.

But Andy was very much real, and he was pregnant with my child. Our child.

The though made me smile involuntarily. I thought of a home, a nice evening watching our baby, me singing in a porch with my guitar in hand and baby on the other, and Andy coming home from work. A peaceful Life. A happy life.

While some of the boys were starting to doze off, or chatting in low voices, I was so stuck in my own fantasies i didn't notice Andy walking over to me.

"What were you smiling about earlier?"

"Was i smiling?"

"Yeah you were, and im asking you what all that was about"

"Everything. Nothing. The fact you are pregnant."

"Is that all?"

I smiled mischievously and replied

"Well sometimes you need to think of a sweethart back home to make It trough this war"

"Am i your sweethart?"

You always were and always will be"

"So if im here right now, what does that make me?"

I thought, you are everything to me. My captain, my lover, my family, my future. How to explain that to him? How to explain that my entire existance was tied to his life?

Then I remembered that night back in Melbourne, when he told me that he loves me. I thought of now, of how even when he was pregnant he wanted to keep fighting. To stay with the men. With our boys.

That is what i loved about him. Thats what made Andy Andy. So thats what i told him

"You are a good captain"

He laughed quietly so as to not wake the rest of the boys. He stopped and glanced at me, a wide smile on his face.

"Ive been meaning to ask, what is that song you are always humming?"

"What song?"

"That melody, you keep singing it all day, and at night before we go to sleep. I haven't heard it before, and unless its from the japs i dont know how you can know a new song around here"

"Whats up with you today, you are asking a lot of questions"

"Maybe i just want to talk to you"

"Then you should have just asked"

"Thats what im doing now"

"Dont get clever with me now, its not a good look on you"

He must have known i wasnt really mad, and my smile betrayed my annoyance.

"Oh but you love it"

"You know i do"

"So answer me"

"Its a song im working on"

"That doesnt answer the question "

Andy kept looking at me, and we he looked at me like that I knew that I had to confess the reason for my good mood lately, and why I was singing that song, even though the thought scared me more than any battle we had fought.

But this was Andy, and he would understand. I decided to tell him the truth.

"Well," I began my explanation "In my family it's tradition that a parent has to compose a song for their newborn. I guess its something of a supperstition, we always say that as long as a song is sung then that persons memory is still alive, somehow"

"I think thats beautiful"

"Its an old supperstition "

"Its ours now, eddie, and our baby will love your song"

"Well for now our boys have taken a liking to it, and they are as much our sons as the one in you belly"

"Can i ask you a question then?"

"Sure"

"Do you think its a boy or a girl?"

"I dont really care, as long as It looks like us and its happy, well that will be ours whatever happens"

He smiled at me and i knew, i knew that i would do anything for my love and my son. I had to keep fighting so that we could all make it back home.

I had to make sure our melody made It back stateside.

[nerves-nebula]

yea so anyway mob/vigilante justice is always a bad idea. the people likely to get the brunt of that are always the most marginalized, the easiest targets, the ones no one will miss. we like to talk about csa a lot on this blog (and by we i mean i) and that includes a lot of you sending me very graphic and hyperbolic descriptions of violence you wanna commit against my abusive characters. which is fine (I mean it would have been better if you'd all asked before doing that but lucky for you I enjoy gore so w/e)

but if you like, actually genuinely want to "kill all rapists" or something then you are an untrustworthy person. that kind of lust for genuine violence is really reactionary and disconcerting. it doesn't come from a place of care and it kinda just makes it seem like you really want to hurt and/or murder someone but you're waiting for a good excuse (as in, a "bad enough" person) to do it.

even if you set aside the wave of queerphobia we're living through which asserts that all queer people, and especially openly queer people, are sexual predators (which im only setting aside because i dont have the energy to get into it right now) it's still wholly unhelpful to the actual victims of these crimes cause like. you're not supporting them. you're not giving them resources, you're just satiating your lust for violence and revenge on their behalf. and worst of all you're making accusations of sexual abuse a life or death scenario (even more than they already are for some people)

how is a kid supposed to feel comfortable telling you their parent is abusing them if they think you'll KILL that parent for it? Kids usually love their parents, or at least know that without them they'll have to fend for themselves. (I personally would be afraid that whatever adult i ended up with would be worse, and seeing how the foster care system in the USA is I don't think that fear is unfounded) and tbh a lot of rape & sexual abuse is weird and complicated. I certainly don't want my siblings killed for what they did to me.

you can say "oh that's different" all you want, and I won't even argue that there are some things people do that I personally think make them deserving of death, but it is not my right to go out and kill them. I refuse to acknowledge that anyone, any government or group of people have the right to just decide to murder people. because we all know the people they'll be murdering first and foremost aren't the powerful people who traffic children.

idk i could talk about this for hours but im unusually tired rn. maybe seeing this unthinking blood lust just depresses me. like, I think you guys just hear the word "pedo" or "sex offender" and black out with rage instead of having any coherent thoughts on what we can actually do to support people being sexually abused and keep them safe. I don't care about hurting abusers, I don't want more people hurt! I want the victims safe and recovering!

ack, whatever. don't try to justify your violent desires to me, i've seen enough violence for one lifetime.

[papakhan]

no problem! to be fair i guess its kind of on me for being on anon, ahah. i dont know if being off anon wouldve made it any better, considering we dont really interact and i was just intrigued by your posts, but...

i fully understand your frustration, i mean i myself am a booneliker (with caveats; i appreciate that he represents an extremely bleak story, and i like to think about the "so what's next?" part) and the vast majority of boone related content is unbearable to look at for me, with how people approach this whole thing. which, it's their prerogative i guess, everyone gets the fun they want out of the work of fiction and i dont wanna assume whats in peoples heads, but damn... what's even the appeal i wonder, of just giving him absolution and a new gf and acting like everything's fine and dandy... dont even get me started on how on the very rare occasion anyone points out the fact he's easily read as being developmentally disabled, it's to be like, yay neurodivergent rep! and not to look at how utterly bleak that is, and how depressing it is that ultimately it doesnt matter, it doesnt materially change the outcome of anything to consider whether that wouldve made him more vulnerable to indoctrination or more mentally detached from what he was doing in the moment. he was given a gun and was told to shoot and shoot he did. every soldier has some reason to be where they are and whatever it is changes absolutely nothing for the victims of their atrocities. the only right way forward is to dismantle the systems that cause and enable this.

i also like the great khans a lot and bemoan the way they're handled in the game. the in-game great khan faction quest, where youre likely going to be breaking their alliance with the caesars legion (at best!)... i mean it feels bizarre, because on one hand of course theyd have compelling reasons to look at the biggest opponent of the ncr, but everything about how that was written feels so flimsy... ack, i could be here all day complaining. oh well. even with treatment they got from the writers i still like to hang out with them :) and to consider what it could all be like if fnv had gotten a Real independent ending, where the khans and the followers play a real major role. i wonder if getting more people to defect from the ncr wouldve been an option. but i'm rambling again!

anyway! thank you for responding, you gave me a lot to think about. and thank you for giving manny vargas some love, he's so underrated!

No worries and yeah I completely understand <3 a fully fleshed out independent end with stuff for all the companions and factions would have been the dream but alas we must use our imagination and write our own

[deedala]

🌿w e e k l y 🍄 t a g 🕯️ w e d n e s d a y🌙

thanks @darlingian for writing this week!! and thanks for tagging me @creepkinginc @energievie @metalheadmickey 💖💖💖

which character from any media would you like to have as a father?: oh hey yeah i am going to have to also say Bob Belcher. He is dad goals.

if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have?: im sorry i have a whole entire me and 2 kids to take care of i dont want anything else lmao

what is your Chinese takeout order?: veggie fried rice and veggie egg rolls!

what's your favourite emoji?: omg i dunno uhmmmm 💖 is probably up there!!

would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house?: okay i am a legendary plant killer but i would LOVE to be able to just hang in a greenhouse. thats my vibe. i just cannot be responsible for those plants ok

what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly?: david the gnome!

what was your tumblr like when you first joined?: for a really long time my tumblr was just my silly little artworks, from like 2011 to late 2014. in 2015 it became more of my dragon age artwork and fandom blog. and then a few years ago i just started reblogging whatever the fuck i wanted. and well now its a whole mess huh. my beloved trash pile.

what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself?: cottage core and dark academia

if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best?: Thedas hoo boy

what is your favourite piece of art?: hmmm birth of venus by william-adolphe bouguereau

do you have a water bottle? what does it look like?: aluminum cup with a straw style, its blue and green and has a leaves design on it

what fanfic trope is a quiet fave? uuhhh...i dont know if i have a quiet fav?

do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it?: lately its been an addidas black drawstring bag. i just dug through it and found absolutely nothing un-normal haha?? i guess the most uncommon thing in there might be the epi-pens??

If you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be?: what kind of choice is this?? im going to go ahead and be a cheater and say i BFF ship mickey with debbie

what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did?: ack...again i dunno?? i just like all the basic things and i dont know enough about the other stuff? maybe i need to try more things that i think sound unfun lol

Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian?: lmao hes so inexplicably swole, yes absolutely

who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house?: i want debbie to have that, she deserves it.

Okay here's some nuggets who i think might want to play!! @michellemisfit @too-schoolforcool @mickeysgaymom @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx @gardenerian @callivich @juliakayyy @mmmichyyy @jrooc @sam-loves-seb @crossmydna @suzy-queued @tanktopgallavich @lingy910y @transmickey @rereadanon @palepinkgoat @sickness-health-all-that-shit @suchagallabitch @thepupperino @sleepyfacetoughguy @tsuga-of-mars and also you person not tagged you can lie and say i tagged you as always i will corroborate~

[nrcnewspaperclub]

The day we’ve all been waiting for. Day seven of getting banned from every dorm

So Kalim is. Too nice. Far too nice for his own good. There is no fucking way that I am going to get banned from him

Also, I’ve been staying at Scarabia for a bit now since I got kicked out of Ignihyde already, One of my good friends is in Scarabia so I’ve been staying at his dorm, also I figured I’d consult him cuz he knows the housewarden better than I do

However I am in the basketball club, which means I do actually know Jamil fairly well, I’d even go so far as to consider him a friend. Me, him, Floyd, and Ace cause some anarchy a good bit

So we already knew we were targeting Jamil. My friends immediate suggestion was utilizing Jamil’s fear of bugs, but that’s too uncreative, and I wasn’t sure if I could rlly get banned for that. However I did note it as a last resort

My friends second solution was lighting something on fire, but that’s kind of his solution to everything? That or just dying his hair impulsively

That train of thought gave me the idea to try and mess w Jamil’s hair cuz I know how protective he is of it, but friend shot that down cuz Jamil is too protective of it and it’d be way too fuckin hard to pull that off

So my final thought: kalim can’t get me banned, but I can still use kalim to my advantage.

This is where friend clocks out, context my friend is painfully in love with Kalim so I knew he wasn’t gonna assist me with anything that would taint Kalim’s view of him. To which I say, fuckin coward, but whatever 🙄 (ack then again I wouldn’t do anything that would skew malleus’s view of me so I MEAN WHAT WHAY DID I SAY TJAY I DONT LIKE AMLLEUS)

So a lot of ppl think Kalim is dumb, he isn’t dumb, I know that for sure. But he is gullible, and very impulsive. So what I’m saying is he isn’t stupid, buuuuuuut……….

Anyway one sunny afternoon I tracked down Kalim, he was doing Kalim things, and I started making friendly conversation w him. He asked why I was here in the first place, to which I told him I got banned from Ignihyde but made up a whole sob story so he wouldnt wuestion the fact I intentionally pissed off idia lmao

He felt all bad for me and said I was always welcome at Scarabia, then asked why I chose Scarabia. I said bcuz my friend is here and also casually mentioned the fact I’m not welcome in any dorms

Kalim looks surprised and is like “wow, it’s kind of impressive you managed to get banned from all of them.” And questions how I achieved such glory

To which I tell him a short and abridged version of each tale that makes me sound better than I actually am and he’s in awe the whole time. He then starts rambling and is like “it’d be hard to get banned from Scarabia, I’ve never banned anyone, but Jamil has…” and I perked up and asked what the person did to get banned by Jamil

He said that Jamil had banned this person cuz they’d tried to poison Kalim’s food. Appearantly it was like a student plant all along or some blah blah shit, obviously I wasn’t gonna do that bcuz I’m not a fucking lunatic and I like kalim enough

I had the passing thought I could make Jamil think I was tryna poison kalim when I wasn’t but thatd also break Kalim’s trust in me and probably my whole friendship with the friend I’ve been staying with atp so

I was so out of ideas at this point I started reverting back to my friends suggestion of lighting something on fire, but then I had an idea.

The treasure room. I have the perfect signature spell for this, and I have genuinely no clue how this was not my immediate thought

So when Kalim was done rambling I made a comment abt how it was a really great day to go carpet flying, and tjat id ever been on a carpet before. Both statements here are true

And Kalim will famously take any excuse to go carpet flying so if you even mention it in passing he’ll over to take you so he immediately lit up

He leads me to the treasure room and the carpet apparently isn’t where he left it cuz he started digging around for it. Perfect opportunity for my plan!

My ultimate magic is called Hydra Heads, it allows me to make copies of one item, how ever the more copies I make the smaller they get. The original item gets shrunk down too, but it’ll be more durable than the other copies. This is irreversible. So as Kalim was head first in gold coins looking for that fuckass carpet I found a fairly sizeable vase, one thatd someone would notice if it was gone.

I immediately activated my spell, making about 30-ish tiny copies of this vase. I stuffed em all in my bag and acted like nothing happened

Obviously I still went on the carpet because DUH but now my friend is pissed at me cuz I went carpet flying with his crush or some fucking shit idk I tuned him out

Now begin the scheme

I was sitting in the lounge when Jamil stepped into the treasure room and quickly ran out and ran into Kalim’s room. He noticeeeeed anyway I started my paper trail, I placed a tiny vase in the hallway and one in the kitchen, then I tried to look as unassuming as possible

Jamil picked up one of the tiny vases and looked so fuckign confused it was PRICELESS. A few hours oater came basketball practice, id been leaving tiny vases around Scarabia throughout the day.

Anyway I’m at basketball and Jamil is yelling at Floyd because he’s Floyd and he probably did some shit, I took this opportunity to put a tiny vase in Jamil’s bag, as well as a few in the locker room.

I left practice early, telling the coach that my housewarden needed me for something, and Jamil STORMED out of the locker room as I was leaving and grabbed me by the jersey.

I realized he’d remembered my unique magic cuz of that one time me and Floyd pranked the team by using it on like half the basketballs. Jamil went on a whole borderline unhinged rant about how he’d so kindly let me stay at his dorm and I stole from him and had the audacity to taunt him with it, I gave him the remaining tiny vases and ran off

Did I technically actually commit a crime with this one? Yes! Do I feel bad? Nope!

So uh. Where the fuck do I go now.

-🐾

// should I make a blog for paw anon 👀

congratulations on getting banned from all seven dorms, 🐾. Your journey has been a wild ride.

hold on, what about Ramshackle? Not to get banned from there (unless you want to ig) but you could probably stay there.

//yes, absolutely.//

[crossover-enthusiast]

going off about the sirens au again ack

BUT yknow how they replaced the og guys? They drowned and the sirens were kicked here and they took their forms yk yk, angst angst

so Roy doesn't really care, whenever hes asked hes like "Yeah, theres like 8 billion ppl on this earth some are bound to look the same. that kids dead im not him." yknow ? He also doesn't run into Carmen and Richard, after Roy's drowning i kinda imagine they up and dipped the down. everything kept reminding them of him so they dipped. they probably dont see news about the Zirenz its too plebian. even if they did it'd probably go like "...that.. kid looks like Reynold-" "dont mention him..." "..sorry" yknow?

Ross doesn't care either, but he does run into Jaune occasionally, but he tells her hes not her kid yknow. Hes a LITTLE sympathetic, he says sorry ig... then walks away in his teal vest idfk

MEANWHILE!! Siren!Robert IS FULLY EXPLOITING RADFORD GRIEF. Free food free room free hugs free negative energy he is THRIVING. He doesnt try to act like the real robert or anything. Radford def knows its not the real one, but hes so upset about the drowning he just... lets this parasite stay whenever he wants and have whatever he wants

they are ✨ evil ✨

also they make me think of that one moment from monsters uni, where its like

"hey uhm :) goodluck girls!"

"Thanks!! were gonna rip you to pieces!!!"

"wha-"

yknow

ugh... evil fucks... love them.

Oh that is SO good

Poor Radford tho :[ I imagine that's how John and Jack got Robert tho, they found out he was mooching off Rad and just went to arrest his ass

[orjange]

sheepish

Rating: General Audiences Category: M/M Fandom: Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia Ships: Lukas/Python Characters: Lukas, Python Tags: / Words: 1,315 No additional warnings.

From 2018. short fic with mostly dialogue! there are some inconsistencies im not entirely happy with but i dont feel like fixing them since its so old

Summary:

Lukas realizes that maybe he had been striding the false path to love all this time. It was time for change.

They stop next to an old willow tree, as they'd agreed on just a few moments ago. Darkness had engulfed the sky, only letting through the soft shine of stars. In the distance there was chattering, the sound of carafe meeting carafe cheerfully and the flickering glow of torches. The fest Lukas and Python just left.

"So, Lukas…" Python breaks the silence suddenly. "What's so important?" The question lingers in the air a little. Lukas closes his eyes, the gears in his brain are overworking themselves. He is at a loss. He'd asked the other to come with him, to talk to him, but now he could not put his thoughts into words. Talking about whatever went on in his heart was new ground for him after all. It was not something to be taken lightly. Lukas takes a deep breath, his eyes open again, fixated on some spot on Python's face - just not his eyes. "I don't think I will ever come around."

Python looks at him, confusion written all over his face. It takes him a moment to understand. "Oh." He says. "Well, don't let it bother you. You'll find a girl eventually, we can't all be married at 25 or so." "No." Lukas shakes his head. "I don't think that will happen." "Eh? You ought to be more specific there, Lukas. I'm no mage, I can't read minds." "…I don't think women are for me, really." Lukas feels his knees give in a little. So unlike him. "So, like…" Python frowns, deep in thought. "You mean… Men are more, uhm, your objects of desire..?" Though his words almost feel like a jape, neither of them laugh. "I don't know, I mean - I haven't given it much thought." He had given it thought, to some degree. Ever since he met Python in fact. "If that were the case. If I felt attraction towards men…-" Python placed his right hand on one of Lukas' shoulders, a smile adorning his tired face. "Not like you'd be the only one." "I know that, Python. If it were any other way, I wouldn't be having this conversation with you, I don't think." "Ouch! And here I was giving my best trying to hide it…" "As Forsyth might put it, your best is only as little effort as possible." Lukas says with a grin and they both laugh, clearing the subtle tension in the air. Lukas can relax again now, at least a little. He still isn't used to how freeing it can be to talk to someone about whatever is bothering him.

Python lets out a big yawn. "How long were you holding that one in." Lukas asks, his everlasting smile back on. Python laughs tiredly. "Feels like an eternity."

In the distance, the sun is slowly lifting its head above the horizon, illuminating both of them. Lukas takes in the view a little, then looks over to the others and sighs. "The sun is already rising and they are still at it… I leave them for a bit and with me does their common sense, apparently." "Oh come on, you think they would've listened to you if you'd told them to stop? Drunk as they are?" "This may come as a surprise but I'm told I can appear quite threatening." Another sigh. "Oh, it was a mistake of me to allow mere children to drink. I should have intervened…" "Ack, Lukas, don't blame yourself for their decisions as if you are their father. They were an unruly bunch to begin with." "Hm…" "Also I am wracking my brain trying to see how you could ever appear threatening to anyone. Cold, sure, but you're tiny-" "I don't see what my size has to do with this." "I'm just saying." Python grins. "To me you are as threatening as a sheep in sheep's clothing." He adds, and pats Lukas head lightly. "Is that supposed to be a compliment…?" Lukas raises a brow, unsure what to make of this. "Sure."

"How. And why a sheep?" "Huh? Because of that saying, you know, a wolf in sheep's clothing!" "A 'sheep in sheep's clothing' is quite nonsensical." Lukas feels that it implies that he wears his heart on his sleeve, instead of keeping it locked up. It doesn't sit right. "Agh." Python narrows his eyes. The light of the rising sun is dancing on his blue hair and fair skin, Lukas can make out subtle freckles on Python's cheeks- "Does it matter? Sheep are cute." Lukas averts his eyes. "You're right. Sheep are cute." He wants to ask what Python thinks of him, but doubt gnaws at him. He fears rejection, he realizes suddenly.

Python turns to Lukas. "Have you ever touched a sheep's wool? As it was still on the sheep, I mean." "I don't think I have." "It's not soft as you might expect." Python says and absentmindedly runs his hand through Lukas' hair. "It feels rough, and it stinks… Unlike your hair." He is playing with one of Lukas' curls now. Lukas stands there, frozen. He can feel heat rushing to his face and he fears he was about to turn as red as his hair. He was ready to bury himself.

"Hey…" Python notices Lukas' reddening face immediately. His hand brushes against Lukas' right cheek. "…You're burning up, Lukas. Caught a sickness? That's no good." Lukas curses the sun for rising. Anyway, either Python was as dense as a brick wall or he was only pretending to be - it didn't matter. This was killing Lukas. "You look like a tomato, you know." Python pinches Lukas' cheek. "Ripe and ready for plucking." A snicker.

"You're challenging my patience, Python." Lukas struggles to keep his composure. Python apologetically takes a step back. "My bad, my bad." "…And I'm perfectly fine, just feeling a bit cold." Lukas manages to smile but it must seem awfully fake. If Python noticed, he didn’t mention it. "Let's go back then." Python points to where the others had started singing songs now, unbothered by the world. "Not yet." Lukas faces the horizon again, the sun is now further up and stronger sunlight falls onto both of them. The warmth of that light mixed with the icy breeze from the hills which makes the leaves on the willow tree rustle in calm waves is a sensation Lukas can't quite describe. He shivers a bit and looks over to Python who, Lukas realizes with a slight stinging sensation in his chest, is clearly staring at him. He wishes he had the ability to make some snide remark but instead he averts his eyes again quickly. This, an emotion he couldn't put into words, made him feel like an unknowing teen, and unbelievably foolish.

Without any warning, Python throws his right arm around Lukas. He's warm. Lukas almost falls from shock. He stares at Python, confused. "I can't let you freeze to death here just because the sunrise is so beautiful, you know. I think we'd all be pretty lost without you." Lukas smiles. "Maybe I should opt for long sleeved armor next time." "…Let's hope there won't be a next time." "Of course. I was speaking hypothetically."

Lukas allows himself to lean into Python, lost in thought. "You're a bit like a wolf." He says then. The other laughs. "Not a python?" "Of course not." Lukas frowns. "As majestic as they may be, pythons and you don't have much in common." Python hums. “Why a wolf then?”

Lukas thinks about this for a moment. “I haven’t given that much thought. I only realized it just now.”

“I kind of understand.”

“…You do?”

“It’s because of my handsome good looks.”

Lukas closes his eyes. “…Sure.”

Python laughs and pulls the other closer.

If he could only fall in love with men, he would be alone til death, is what Lukas had thought.

Now, he isn’t so sure.

[feelo-fick]

Phio what are your thoughts on The Happy Fits Achey Bones Phio

OH MY GOD HAPPY FITS ASK???!!!?!??!? OH MY GOD YOUVE BLESSED ME ON THIS DAY. I LOVE SONG ANALYSIS SO SO MUCH AND I LOVE THE HAPPY FITS BUT I AM VEY TIRED SO ILL KEEP IT SHORT i dont know if this is what you wanted but ACK WHATEVER

before i get into specifics ill just say how much i love love love how upbeat and happy most of their songs are i love how ironic it all is, i love the idea that all the songs are portrayed in a happy tune to reflect putting up that fake "carefree" attitude... I LOVE IT i love it.. anyways

first of all theres the obvious uh. "getting drunk and blacking out" connotations, but i dont think its JUST that - to me it encompasses unhealthy coping mechanisms as a hole, i.e. :

money splurging/self sabotage (ill admit this ones a bit of a stretch but stick wih me here),

unhealthy sleeping patterns (sleeping too much or too little)/denial in the form of escapism

and generally running away from your problems while still being aware of that intense guilt

(i could say more but you get the point)

the bridge makes me wonder if this is also about relationships? or i guess how unhealthy coping mechanisms can lead to the deterioration of relationships (which leads to grief and more unhealthy coping, cycle starts over again)

either the speaker (i, me, my) or the adressee (you, your) is carrying the relationship and cutting ties

i say either because its not really specified? but i think its sort of implied that the addressee is the one whos saying and doing these things

POST CHORUS THROWS ME FOR A BIT OF A LOOP BUT ILL TRY TO MAKE SENSE OF IT HERE?

at this point im gonna be very conflicted with my thoughts cause i cant fully wrap my head around it, but mmmmaaaybe its just... a third person perspective looking in on the situation like a narrator? and just pointing out to viewers/listeners/audiences the situation and going "see how life is from this perspective"?

the first one may be implying that "hey, if you dont keep yourself in check, this will be you" because of how they frame the situation as "the way of the future, the story, and the times" expressing how its a common problem thats often overlooked

but then in the second version, at the very end of the song, its proposing a more positive future. like its framing the song as a cautionary tale, and now with the knowledge and the lesson thats been taught, you can go on with your life looking out for yourself and others and creating a better future

well thats all i have to say about it analysis-wise HAHAHA hope ya enjoyed my ted talk, i love the happy fits so much i promise im not pretentious about all their songs, i just like vibing out and sometimes i just think too much about the lyrics

IF THIS WASNT WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR WELL... MY OTHER THOUGHTS ARE JUST "it good!!! listen to them!!! i associate some of my ocs with this (<- i physically cant talk about my ocs unless prompted)!!!"

[maximumeffort69]

ACK yeah i understand that😓. sometimes i feel it's actually easier to express feeling through text??? and just so much smoother hahdhshsjdhr. also you're so right... i'm just a big sleepy dog and a silly tiny kitten mashed into one🙏. IDK what dog you'd be exactly, but probably sorta like.. a great dane maybe🤔. or a boxer! strong and silly :).

and thank you! i hope it'll work out for me too :3.

i also live in the US so i get it😭. like the bugs interest me but also they're so scary HDHSH. i much prefer looking at bug shells (cicada shells are SO cool) or just pictures. or drawing them!!!!! sometimes i assign people As bugs.. need to do that with x-men soon🙏🙏

and YEAH omg.. sometimes the fanart has me twirling my hair kicking my feet giggling rolling around on the floor /silly. i really like "camilleflyingrotten" here on tumblr.. both their deadpool/wolverine AND good omens stuff is so cute❤️

(i happen to kin from good omens too! both crowley and aziraphale, but i'm thinking from different universes/timelines or whatever! not super sure. but that's kind of unrelated😅)

ALSOOO omg.. i cut the sleeves off one of my old shirts for the funsies and thought i looked cute in it (paired with jeans and a belt of course🫶) so i took a pic and sent it to a groupchat of guys i know IRL right. someone sent a BLUSHING EMOJI.... i feel so cuteeeee 🤭🤭. very much an ego boost for me🤗.... twirls around /silly.

- wolverine🪲🍻

yeah lol i find texting way better than irl interaction tbh,,,,, also i will be making a big dog + little cat fusion just for you ♥︎ i also feel like i would lean more towards boxer ehehheh,,

BRO NOW WE HAVE THESE LITTLE SHITS CALLED SPOTTED LANTERNFLIES AND EVERY TIME I SEE EM I RUN AS FAST AS I CAN... one time i was just coming in the house and i didnt have my glasses on and one was on the couch cushion cus it got in somehow and i got REAL CLOSE TO IT bc i couldnt tell what it was. i wouldve died

i love when people make fanart or talk about how im still beautiful without the mask and it just makes me go "hehhehh... people just love me like that i guess.." and it actually does help me feel better about myself alot so. shout out to my FANS 💜

i dont know much about good omens, ive heard about it but ive never taken the time to research it. will be indulging soon 🙏

I BET YOU DID LOOK CUTE!!!!! i feel like the way you look in an outfit is all about the attitude you have about it and i think it just made it better that you felt good so ♥️

[everyones-least-favorite-bard]

ACK. ASK GAMED

(i cant remember how to do the like sidebar thing so we r using bullet points)

Do you make your bed?

i feel like this is going to be a bad one for me but i dont technically. unmake it. i sleep on top the covers with a thin blanket. too damn hot to get inside that fucker man

What's your favorite number?

9! but im also fond of 729 and pi

If you could go back to school, would you?

if we r talking in like a regression type context yeah probably but i am actually going back to uni soon so by default its a yes anyway lmao

Can you parallel park?

it wasnt on the drivers test so i never learned 😎

A job you had that would surprise people?

probably math tutor? i have not had a variety of jobs but i feel like that one is the most off-putting given my general Artsy vibe

Can you drive a manual car?

no rip but id like to learn i like driving

Tattoos?

aough. i wish. a guy i used to work with at a fast food place offered to give me a stick and poke after closing but i pussied out

Favorite color?

i cycle through them but ive always been fond of a good phthalo green

Do you like puzzles?

yes!!! i love puzzles :DDD sudoku love of my life my darling my princess

Any phobias?

nothing i would quantify as such. id say i have like the median level of apprehension for most common fears and anything outside of that tends to be on the less scared side than more scared

Favorite childhood sport?

i was on a swim team for a bit! i liked badminton as well but i dont think i really played it in the traditional sense so much as wildly snapping a birdie back and forth with my younger brother in our backyard

Do you talk to yourself?

eh? like i think the way i narrate in my head is probably Talking To Myself but i dont usually vocalize it. im pretty quiet when im alone

What movies do you adore?

uhhhhhh groundhog day, monster's inc, the muppet movie (1979), the magnificent seven (1960), singin in the rain, the nice guys, la la land, its such a beautiful day, the hound of the baskervilles (1939), holiday inn, and the great mouse detective. i think ive rewatched like half of these in the last week lmao. guessing game dm me which ones you think i watched

Coffee or tea?

coffee if you MUST make me choose but i love them both. why must we pit two bad bitches against each other

First thing you wanted to be growing up?

technically an astrophysicist but i really just wanted to do whatever would let me study black holes forever

and uhhhh @not-a-kelpie scruffs you. cmere

Get to Know Me Game!

Do you make your bed?

Gods no. Too much effort when I know I won't unmake it just to sleep.

What’s your favorite number?

13.

If you could go back to school, would you?

I am and I'd rather not be doing it. Doing the same thing expecting different results is insanity, whatever that quote is. It makes annoying people shut up, though.

Can you parallel park?

Yes. I prefer not to, though. There's nothing that's ever that urgent that I'd need to parallel park instead of taking the hike from the parking garage.

A job you had that would surprise people?

People are always surprised I worked as a tutor even though that's literally the only (paying) job I've ever had.

Can you drive a manual car?

No. The only reason you would want to learn to drive manual these days is if you want a motorcycle, and if you value your life, you won't want one. It's like GTA out there.

Tattoos?

Nope, too expensive. I like them, though.

Favorite color?

Blue.

Do you like puzzles?

Yes. The jigsaws, crosswords, occasionally sudoku.

Any phobias?

Spiders, snakes. Trypophobia (the holes).

Favorite childhood sport?

Floor hockey. They used to call me the Anklebreaker.

(i) This anecdote may contain falsified information.

Do you talk to yourself?

Technically no.

What movies do you adore?

Shrek 2, Romeo + Juliet, Nope. The ones that didn't age well: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (Johnny Depp), the live action Alice in Wonderland (also Johnny Depp), Crazy Rich Asians (Zionists and racist casting practices).

Coffee or tea?

Tea. Matcha specifically. I despise black tea though.

First thing you wanted to be growing up?

Doctor. lmao.

grabbing you Bard. cmere. @everyones-least-favorite-bard

also if you see this on your dash you have to do it 🫵🏿 get chain game'd, idiot 🫵🏿

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