#aka me lore

[randompajamaalt]

okay I’m gonna go on a rant real quick(spoiler alert it’s not real quick)

So you know how in Simon’s episode everyone’s talking about how he wrote the fionna and cake stories? And just not letting him live them down? That must suck so much because hearing everyone talk about them like he wrote them makes him feel like nobody can recognize just how different he is from ice king. Everyone thinks of them as the same person, like Simon is just the ice king but boring and not as fun. Even Finn talks about the stories to Simon like Simon himself wrote them, not the ice king, and it makes him feel awful. Like he just can’t get away from it. He’s traumatized, genuinely, and everyone around him is treating him like the ice king is better than him. Can’t be fun.

and I have a lot of headcannons for simon(I mean what did you expect), but a lot of my main ones are stuff like he doesn’t feel cold as much anymore, and he accidentally takes near-freezing showers when he’s zoned out or dissociating purely because he doesn’t realize. And another thing is I think he can’t even take normal showers anymore- the normal hot water feels suffocating, and he overheats too quickly. That’s actually a thing I have personally- in middleschool I went on a week-long field-trip like thing where I had to spend a week camping in the dead winter with a team of 15 other kids and it really messed me up. I felt cold like I never had before- I’ve gotta say I haven’t felt much cold like it since. I almost got hypothermia multiple times. And since then my body temperature runs a bit lower, my hands don’t circulate well so they’re always near ice cold, and I take cold showers because I overheat too easily. And I think simon also has a lot of those things, but like- boosted. To an insane amount. He was the ice king for a thousand years, so it makes sense. I think his house is always ice cold and he doesn’t realize it. I think he has to buy special sheets and pillow covers and blankets optimized for summer and high temperatures because normal ones overheat him. I think he practically dies whenever summertime rolls around and just sits in his house 24/7 with the AC on max. All that jazz. And don’t get me wrong, the idea of Simon cozied up in the wintertime with a bunch of blankets is wonderful, but to me I think he would do something of the opposite. Whenever you look in Christmas photos of him and the gang, everyone else is bundled up and he’s in a tank top or a t shirt or something to that extent. And yes, I know he wears a lot of jackets and long sleeved things in the show, BUT! BUT! What if this is for other reasons. Could be a work uniform or a work-provided wardrobe. Could be the only thing you could find, just pulled off a scarecrow. Could be something forced on you by your weird alternate universe yassified clone. Etc, etc, you get the gist. I think once he opens up more you see him with far shorter sleeves in pictures and just in general. Also, when we see Fionna shivering in the Winter King episode, Simon doesn’t bat an eye when he’s wearing thin tattered clothes and NO SOCKS OR SHOES. ON ICE. That takes either insane willpower and pain tolerance or just flat out cold immunity. Also I think it would be really cute if whenever an event calls for a Christmas sweater Marcy sews or crochets him a custom sleeveless one <333 their dynamic is amazing(and you cannot convince me Marcy doesn’t crochet)!! I might end up just drawing a bunch of stuff where Simon is wearing tank tops because why the heck not. Also he likes Big Bang theory and he watches it with PB and Marcy sometimes LET ME LIVE. also I think he used to watch it a lot with Betty as well. I’m sad now

Sorry that was longer than planned Uh- yay simon!! I may or may not draw/write something inspired by this, who knows

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Eldritch/not-entirely-human Grunkle Stan stories have been eating away at my brain, so I have a silly little concept of Mimic!Stan.

He and his Mystery Shack are both mimics that lure tourists in as a literal "tourist trap" to gather and devour them! Since the house is alive, it raises a few (read: several) child safety concerns that lead to a LOT of rules to be created for Dipper and Mabel to follow when they eventually arrive, such as:

Be careful not to get lost in the winding hallways! The Mystery Shack is bigger on the inside, and you don't want to end up in the wrong areas.

Don't go through randomly appearing doors, they may eat you.

If you think you feel the walls around you breathing and the floor beneath you shifting, no, you don't.

If you think the walls feel a bit damp, you're imagining it.

Watch your fingers around windowsills! You wouldn't want to lose any of them.

Don't linger too long under the doorframes; it may start feeling like they are slowly constricting around you.

[demaparbat-hp]

Izumi of Jang Hui died young. She was sixteen and unwed. A kind child, protective and lonely—thus unfit for this world.

Izumi of Jang Hui was murdered. The Painted Lady was born out of hatred and grief. Her skin is painted red with the patterns of her scars. Her home is the river where the Dark Water Spirit dwells—he who found her, drowned and beautiful.

Build shrines by the river and pray for her good will. Harm her land or people and pray for mercy.

[qu0rky]

will i ever watch/read that? no, probably not.

but do i still go on ao3 to search up its most popular homoerotic ship and get infodumped all the necessary lore in order to enjoy the fics? yes, give me 14 more of that.

[art-is-kayos]

Everlasting A5

[featherymainffins]

I hate to say it but I might have to admit that Redditors can be pretty based sometimes

[ahalliance]

antoine + étoiles insane moments, p.2. aka the ass saga. p1 here

transcript + context for some of the clips below

[Video Transcript:

[First clip plays.]

Rivenzi: You want to see Etoiles’ ass, of course…

Antoine: Yeah, I’m gonna stare at your ass, Etoiles…

Etoiles: Fuck, what dread, during Popcorn [a talkshow Etoiles had been invited on the previous week], when I went up to the map and you said that, and I thought ‘whoa—‘

Antoine: Sorry

[Second clip plays: the moment during Popcorn]

PA/Domingo: Antoine Daniel has posted a tweet for us: ‘I wanted to look at this map of Africa, but Etoiles’ ass in the shape of a standing bell is driving me crazy. Smiley face with eyes in the shape of hearts.’

[Third clip plays: a continuation of the first clip.]

Antoine: Sorry, bro…

Ponce: Oh but that tweet, besides

Rivenzi: A standing bell…

Antoine: What’s more is that I never tweet and when I do it’s to tweet this sort of shit

Ponce: That’s exactly what I told myself. When PA read the tweet, I thought to myself, ‘but he never tweets!’ And he tweets to talk about Etoiles’ ass

Antoine: There needs to be a good reason, you see

[Fourth clip plays: a clip from the Team du Lundi’s minecraft server.]

JDG: Someone (in chat) said, ‘I can’t tell whether the atmosphere is good tonight or—‘

Antoine: It sucks, it sucks

Florence: You don’t need to ask every time, it always sucks

Baghera: Always sucks. Especially when Etoiles talks about ass [which had been a previous topic of discussion for him that night]

Antoine: Stooop, I enjoy it

Mynthos: You enjoy it?

JDG: It’s true tonight that it’s more weird than bad

Antoine: I like it when Etoiles talks about ass….

[Fifth clip plays: a second and different clip from Popcorn.]

Etoiles: —you’re not allowed to tell me that [Xari claimed to not know much about cinema]. I know you, I studied, because you’re my rival [in pop culture]. I really enjoy what you do in life, Xari, and you’re really knowledgeable about cinema

Antoine: What do you mean he’s your rival? And I’m just shit?

Etoiles: You, you’re my lover

Antoine: Oh yeah, sorry, my bad

PA/Domingo: One of the three is gonna die soon. There’s a whole situation, there’s a whole lore

[Sixth clip plays: a clip from the QSMP.]

Antoine: Don’t you want to get married, dude?

Etoiles: Well, I don’t have the time to fuck

Antoine: What the fuck?!

Etoiles: I don’t have time to fuck, dude. I just need to kill everyone

Antoine: No but just a marriage, you see. You’ve watched Game of Thrones— you haven’t watched Game of Thrones, you can’t know how marriages work in that series

Etoiles: I’ve watched it, but I’m married to the street, dude. I can’t give out my heart that quickly

Antoine: Yeah but you can give out your ass quickly, no?

Etoiles: No, frankly, my ass—

Antoine: What the fuck?!

Etoiles: Giving out your ass takes time, dude

Antoine: What the fuck…

Etoiles: Then again, I need to think about it. I’ll give you my answer. I need to discuss, and everything

Antoine: I’m tired of getting betrayed. You get married with someone else—

Etoiles: Never in a million years!

Antoine: —it’s like yesterday. Apparently Maximus got the mic from his ass removed while I wasn’t there. I was supposed to be the one to do it

Etoiles: Oh okay, so I’m your second choice?

[Overlapping]

Antoine: No! It was just to help him—

Etoiles: No, but, okay

Antoine: He got— listen—

Etoiles: There’s no problem!

Antoine: Fuck, nevermind

Etoiles: There’s no issue! Oh, so you’re opening my chest and stealing?

Antoine: I was just looking! Out of curiosity

Etoiles: Yeah, that’s it

Antoine: I don’t even understand what’s in it

Etoiles: Yeah, out of curiosity. Dude, your opinion on my cave?

Antoine: Well frankly it’s big

end Video Transcript.]

[squidcandy]

more android etho but it’s his build for s9

you can find build 1.0 here

[ashipiko]

DANCE WITH ME YOU LI-IA-IAR ♡

OVERBLOT ASHI??? ANYBODY??? the ANGST that this baby can store!!! SHEESH!!!!!!! <3 I only have one post dedicated to her and liar dance lyric analysis (the post is kinda outdated in gen) BUT…… I also have an overblot monologue as a treat 🫶 I wanted to better explain her angst and so!!! BABAM!!! enjoy

ASHI’S MONOLOGUE:

Sometimes I wonder why I ended up here.

A place named “Twisted Wonderland”, and at a school named “Night Raven College”.

At first, I figured that I was the odd one out— Y’know, the Ramshackle prefect and everything. The magicless girl at the magical all boys school? Nuts, ain’t it?

I’m known for a lot of things. Things that are different from the others. The fact that I stand out is part of the Ashi charm, something I’m known for.

But… Over time I found myself sorta feeling in place here.

Because as much as I try to believe it, I can’t safely say that I’m better than anyone else here.

I’m a fake. I make conversation and lots of friends, but for what? A backup in case something goes wrong? A sense of protection for my reputation? In what case are any of those friendships something I truly want? In what case are any of these strings more than just a tool instead of a thread made of my real feelings?

Behind this, I’m no different from any other student here. Even through my individuality, my cheerfulness, my endearing oddness… I’m still a horrible person. Using people to get what I want, toying with people and their feelings in order to gain power and gain a spot the top. All to become untouchable. It’s screwed. It’s not right.

My insides are ugly. The truth of me is something I want to keep tucked away deeply, because I don’t want people to see this part of me. A brash, annoying, selfish version of me, everything people hate to see. I don’t want this side of me to be seen because people will run away— people I don’t care much about, sures, but people I love, too. I don’t want to drive them away. So I keep quiet and give them a shallow show.

I give them a source of entertainment that’s controlled by the real me, every calculated movement translating into a marionette-like response. The only show I allow you to see is one that’s so carefully crafted by the chaotic clown backstage. The one that is shunned away from the light, the strings being the only hint of the puppet’s phony existence to the foolish audience.

But suddenly, I feel as if being here has started to let this side of me come crawling back into the spotlight.

It scares me.

It scares me to be vulnerable, let all of my faults lay out on the table like playing cards. To take the risk without the protection, to gamble everything I’ve built up away just like that. But you…

You.

You make me feel safe. You make me feel as if I don’t need to hide anything. I can give you the key to my heart and you would have no malicious intent. You wouldn’t cut out the parts people don’t like. You would enjoy the performance in full, every bit of it.

You make me believe that I’m nothing special, and yet something so valuable at the same time.

It’s silly. You’re silly. And yet that’s something that’s helped me.

It’s helped me realize that that truly is just how people are.

We aren’t villains. We aren’t antagonists. We aren’t monsters.

We are nothing but people, with faults and feelings that should be valued.

I am more than just a jester, a sake of entertainment.

I’m a person who is entirely worthy of love. All of me.

It reminds me that I must’ve came here for a reason.

Because this is where I belong.

[livvylubug]

When Leo first became LunaNardo he needed to be babysat constantly because he kept trying to do stupid things. (Stupider than usual according to donnie)

[sparklejumpropequeen1949]

[galedekkarios]

screenrant wants to be a tumblrina galeposter soooooo bad like (max mayfield voice) screenrant, you're so behind it's ridiculous

[filurig]

arvo's self portraits throughout some time (start of pareidolia -> end of pareidolia -> post-story) + post-story arvo in a more subtle outfit for traveling into human cities. he namely visits some bigger cities more south, like stockholm

[ki1ldeer]

I enjoy drawing SUE ME !!

[gremlinanalyst]

my beta reader: (excited) “you sent me a bkdk fic to beta?!”

me: “yeeees.”

my beta: (looking at the doc title) “why does it say, “when life gives you ashes”?”

me: (gremlin grin) “nooo reason.”

my beta: (deadpan) “you killed one of them.”

me: “maybeeee.”

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

I know most ppl rlly like gremlin-Moon who’s always picking on and messing with Y/N (BuT LiKE iN aN EnDEaRiNG WaY) but I grew up with three older brothers. Anyway I personally would love to hit gremlin-Moon with a bat