#also gardening funnnn

[townhulls]

i will never apologize for being genuinely into cottagecore HOWEVER my pinterest board for cottage planning DOES look like i’m preparing for the apocalypse

[koolaidoverliving]

GENERAL HCS FOR EVERYONE, GO!

OOOOOO FUNNNN

these are gonna be all over the place LMFAO just a bunch of random stuff they do in my AU nothing specific

GENERAL HEADCANONS

Characters: Jeff, Ben, Sally, Toby, Clockwork, Kate, Nurse Ann, Eyeless Jack, Lulu, Lazari, Liu, Jane, Nina, The Puppeteer, Bloody Painter, Judge Angels, Lucy, Suicide Sadie, Jason, Nathan, Candy Pop, Laughing Jack, Zero, Kagekao, X-Virus

Lazari has terrible pronunciation and grammar. Ben makes fun of her for it while Lulu teaches her better English.

Sally invites the proxies to attend her weekly tea parties. Except for Zero and Kagekao. They're banned.

Nina has a dislike for Clockwork due to her being Jeff's best-friend. She's rather petty towards her — like an annoying high school girl — which Clockwork rolls an eye at.

Over time, Clockwork and Toby help Nina realise how bad Jeff is for her. But right now in the AU, Nina is head over heels for a man who doesn't love her back.

Jeff takes good care of his appearance. He deeply hates how he looks since the incident, so he's always trying new things to make himself look better. For that reason he steals a lot of skincare, accessories and makeup.

Nurse Ann's hair was turned red due to Zalgo's influence. It's nothing significant, just an effect of her reanimation. Her original hair colour is brown.

Liu was somewhat of a delinquent when he was a teenager. He taught his little brother how to jump fences and steal from people at church.

Liu and Jeff have matching rosary necklaces. Jeff can't get himself to wear it anymore. Too much guilt.

Eyeless Jack likes gardening. He has flower pots lined on the window sill and a mini produce garden in front of his cabin. His favourite flower is the snapdragon.

He uses grown herbs to make herbal remedies and perfumes for Lulu.

Toby and Kate steal from Jack's garden. Kate does it unknowingly because Toby lies and tells her they're gifts from Jack.

Kate sometimes collapses in the woods after her Chaser form. When it gets too late and she isn't home, a few proxies go out to look for her.

The Bloody Painter and The Puppeteer are best friends, although Pup tends to be possessive of him.

The Puppeteer is superficially nice. The kind of nice that makes you wonder if there's something worse underneath the surface.

Zero's last name is The Hero. "Cower before me, humans! It is I: Zero The Hero!"

She is also colourblind (can only see in monochrome) and can't tell the difference between Toby and Cody.

Zero loves politics because of the tension it arises. She tried to run for "president of the mansion". Ben ran against her and he won.

Laughing Jack rarely leaves his box.

Once a month, Toby and Cody "switch places" — changing clothes and pretending to be each other. Cody hates this; Toby finds it funny.

Cody mindlessly lies about little things. It's like filler conversation. He isn't paying attention and just says stuff. "What'd you do this weekend?" "Built a snowman," Cody says, even though it's summer.

Lucy hates The Puppeteer because he's always stealing "dad" (Helen) away from "mom" (Dina). It's one-sided beef.

Dina is a bookworm. She's the type to sit under the shade on a plaid picnic blanket and read a novel while eating freshly picked strawberries.

Sadie is also a bookworm. Except she reads Colleen Hoover books and recommends it to Dina. Dina smiles and nods, knowing she'll never read that.

Jane listens to true-crime podcasts — or rather interviews with past victims. She finds it easier to cope with her trauma knowing she's not in it alone.

Candy Pop has a skill for writing. He had spent a lot of time in libraries, utterly fascinated by human works. Candy Pop writes poetry, novels and plays of his own.

He's pretty childish, too. He likes making friendship bracelets, drawing with chalk, crafting (ugly) dolls, etc.

The kids join in when Candy Pop is absentmindedly drawing on the streets. Lucy finds Candy Pop to be rather embarrassing and talks shit about him to Crystal. "He's playing with crayons and chalk at his big age!" "...No comment."

Nathan is a self-taught tattoo artist. All his piercings and tattoos are done by himself.

Jason and Nathan take care of stray cats that roam around. There isn't a vet at the town, so they try their best to keep both the cats and themselves safe. Candy Pop isn't allowed near these cats because he tries to juggle them.

Jason has a sweet tooth — particularly for biscuits and tea. The amount of sugar he consumes contrasts his bitter personality.

wow... long post. these are just a bunch of random facts!

send an ask if you have any questions!!! :D

[14carrotghoul]

Get to Know Me 9/30/24

Rules: Answer and tag nine people you want to get to know better and catch up with.

Favorite color(s): yellowwww 😁💛

Last Song: ever blazin by sean paul lmao

Currently reading: the pairing by cmq and in the dream house by Carmen Maria Machado

Currently watching: Below deck and real housewives of salt lake city ❄️

Currently craving: olive garden's mushroom cream sauce

Coffee or Tea: tea! Recently bought different fruit flavored black teas and have been enjoying them! Especially the lychee one!!

Hobby To Try: would like to learn sewing but not in any hurry, especially bc I'm looking for more of a class setting

Current AU: pirates 🏴‍☠️ and thinking about but not writing on my infidelity sequel (may rewrite the end third 🥲) And also watching TikToks of the UT marching band is making me hyperaware of my dormant marching band au so I may scrap the original idea and have funnnn and try to finish it before marching season is over 🤞🤞

No pressure tagging @sherryvalli @read-and-write- @haxprocess @anti-homophobia-cheese @alasse9 @suseagull04 @zwiazdziarka @xthelastknownsurvivorx @na-dineee @caterpills @dot524 @cultofsappho ❤️❤️

(Edit OMG I FORGOT TO TAG YOU @cha-melodius AND THANK YOUUUUU I LOVE THESE LIL GAMES!!!)

[joonebugg]

hihihiihhi I'm rlly silly abt mushrooms (I LOVE FUNGI!!!) rn hehehehhehehehe

how r u??? :333

(also for my little world of my warriors ocs I'm making some undead cats who live in a hidden garden and one of em has mushrooms on em she's so sillyyyy)

Hello olive!!! Ty for telling me :3 :3 :3 :3 :3 :3 :3 I'm doing good. Still working on the dtiys!!! (I HATE RENDERING FEATHERS!!!!!!! BUT DEAR LORD RENDERING FACES IS SO FUNNNN!!!!!!)

Also don't be shy...show your oc's..... :]

[eomma-jpeg]

12, 18 and 29 for the Fanfic Wrapped questions please! :D

hi b !

12. How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

Way too many

So i just counted and its AT LEAST 20 different documents and about 5 different stories. 

Some of the stories include my college au, things for @noaafishfieldguide After Eden fic, the undine/mermaid millynai au, bakery au with @veilder, and a post trimax domestication au (with babies bc i have yet to experiment with that and its funnnn)

But im hoping to gain some steam on my college au and post more regularly when the new year comes !!!

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Probably knives 

Rn actually its Legato

I intend to write him as a creep (bc he is) but i keep hesitating bc i know some people enjoy Legato as a character

I do too ! but I need to use him for nefarious purposes in the college au fic lolol

UGH I ALSO HAVE TROUBLE WITH LIVIO AND RAZLO AND SO IVE KIND OF HELD MYSELF BACK ON WRITING THOSE TWO

One day tho… next year hehe

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Oh dear. I have to go on a hunt.

So one of my FAVORITE lines from in the meadow is in chapter 8

“And for the first time, Milly felt like Knives saw her.”

Its so simple but in context it says a lot about the development of Milly and Knives’ relationship.

Okay… another passage from in the meadow that i really liked. This one is the ending of chapter 17

Three days after Thompson left, Knives plucked the first ripe tomato. 

He felt pride, especially in himself. His sister had shown him what she wanted, and Knives had accomplished just that; helping the humans and providing useful resources to them had been her greatest desire, and Knives felt he had fulfilled her wish. He would need to return to the geoplant chamber and speak with her, tell her about their successes in and around the garden.

But even with that pride and the excitement in being able to show his sister what she had helped to produce, there was still an emptiness. 

The tomato he picked was only one of a few ripe fruit on the bushes, but this was the first he had spotted. Grabbing the red thing, he wrenched it off the plant with a tug. He turned it in his hand, running a thumb along the natural seams that spread from where the stem originated. The texture was slippery against his fingertips, a glossy finish coating the entire surface. It was just as Thompson had described: a fully red tomato, firm to the touch and easily pulled from the plant.

It was perfect. Not a single blemish from growth or from worms.

Knives' grip tightened on the fruit. He wanted to crush it, break it open, destroy it beneath his powerful grasp, a victim of his fierce anger.

But if he did that it would mean she wouldn't get to see it. She wouldn't get to view the first fruit of their harvest.

Holding the small fruit in his hands, Knives abandoned his work in the garden, moving alone to the casita she inhabited. His heart panged at its emptiness, the loneliness he had felt since she left striking with a vengeance. He walked to the counter, gently placing the tomato down on the smooth surface. 

And there it would remain until Milly returned.

This is the first time knives refers to milly as ‘milly’ and I love the dichotomy of a beautiful fruit against his unending frustration and rage. 

I have many others,,, like a few lines from sealed in steam or from spent tears, but in the meadow is my baby and i will continue to admire it.

ao3 wrapped

[squiggle3worm]

Thank you for the tag <3 This was so much funnnn!!! (I chose Blitz but it was a difficult choice with Hearth and Pearl there too 😭)

Lester and Will my beloveds I couldn't choose between them so i just put both lol

@apollosothertwin @vlindaaa @liesmultixxx @irishskeptic @ihadhopeoncetoo @haunted-gardener + anyone else who wants to join <3

5 Favourite Characters Poll (Tag Game)

I was tag by: @star-mum

Rules: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favourite.

Thanks you so much for the tag

Tags <3: @meeks-beas @practically-an-x-man @outer-space-face @trashworldblog @mydearlybeloathed

[lilypixels]

These submissions just wow you all really knocking it out of park🥺😭 I’m screaming over every one of them (as evidenced by me starting each reblog off with “AAA”),,,

[desiredcaramellatte]

Ayyye, back with Poison Mushroom and Choco Chess for this request!

Also I found out how to link text hehe

Also I realized that I forgot to add how Strawberry Crepe would act around Gingerbrave and his friends in the head cannons, so I’ll add those here too! Sorry, I was so out of it yesterday oml-

Poison Mushroom x Parental Reader

~| Babe.

~| They don’t know what’s happening 90% of the time, they just vibe and do the happy shroomies.

~| Just show up and adopt them, they’ll be like ‘alright’. Very chill about it, if anything, happy. They still go back to see their friends (like Dark Choco, Licorice, and Pomegranate) every once in a while. I find it so cute that Mushroom was willing to be hurt themself so they wouldn’t hurt Pom oml- The Cookies of Darkness would probably try and take them back, and Poison Mushroom would get thrown around between y’all for a long time.

~| Some days, when you’re worried sick about them because they’ve been missing for days, they’ll just show up on your doorstep. “I had a funnnn sleepover with Pomegranate cookieeee…!!” It’s pretty much become routine for them to randomly go visit their old friends. No one can stop them, and the Cookies of Darkness can’t even stop them from returning to you.

~| Poison Mushroom Cookie is in a constant state of ‘no thoughts, head empty’ 24/7. I mean, just LOOK at those eyes. Those are the most braindead eyes if I’ve ever seen them! Big cuddle bug, will constantly just come up to you and hug you. Requires snuggling, don’t try to get them off of you, they WILL cling onto you like their life depends on it.

~| Absolutely adores when you compliment them and call them cute little names. Occasionally they’ll just come up to you and say “I’m your little shroooomie!” Which would probably make you melt inside, if you’re anything like me.

~| You have to accept that they’re weird. They do what they want all the time, but not in a rebellious way. The most wholesome and braindead of all the Cookies of Darkness. Poison Mushroom doesn’t require as much attention as most children, but they adore it when you come and play with them.

~| They offer you shroomies all the time, and they are coming up to you and giving you some. We’ve all seen what happens when you eat one (April Fool’s Day update where you at-), so maybe its best to keep them like flowers! Or make a little garden with them- Poison Mushroom would love sitting in a garden of mushrooms.

~| As for Gingerbrave and friends? More cookies to play with and offer their shroomies to! Poison Mushroom literally cannot hold a grudge to save their life. They’re too wholesome, too braindead, and too forgetful.

~| Take them out for a playdate with the gang and they’ll be so happy, oml, they’ll tell you all about it even though you were literally right there.

Choco Chess x Parental Reader

~| I would die for these two. No questions asked. They’re just so cute but they’ve been through so much! At least they have each other, and they’re thankful and happy for that. If we were to take Earl Grey out of the picture as their caretaker, I believe they would be pretty calm about going home with you. Not as calm as Poison Mushroom, but not as suspicious of you as Strawberry Crepe. Once they see you won’t hurt them, they’ll relax.

~| Very needy. Very. It’s not that they can’t do stuff my themselves, it’s just that they absolutely adore the fuzzy feelings they get when you’re around to help them. They’ve never had a parent before, so they’ve never experienced this familial bond with someone that wasn’t their twin.

~| Pawn White and Pawn Black are very close. You will not be able to separate them without both of them being extremely upset and shutting down. They have to be near or touching the other to properly function. Their twin will always be their number one, and once you’ve become their parent, you’ll be their number two.

~| A little mischievous. They definitely help each other out when they want something. If they cant get it themselves, they’ll go up to you. Who can say no to a cute little kid face? Well, now try saying no to two!

~| Constantly asking you and others around you to play chess with them. They never want to play any other games, not sports or even checkers, only chess. They love going to public events that hold chess games and tournaments, and often win them. If they hear of a public chess event, you better take them to it, else they’ll be very salty about it.

~| They eat a lot, and drink a lot. Their tiny little prodigy minds require constant nourishment in meals and drinks, but often times they’re caught up in chess or other things, so you’ll have to practically be their waiter.

~| They aren’t really into physical affection, but they do love to give you gifts- often times hand-made items they carved, or oddly shaped rocks they painted. Oddly enough, the two little children are very crafty and artsy. They’ve made their own chess set out of wood before, multiple times.

~| When they get hurt, you’ll have to go out of your way to help them. Often times, their twin will try to patch them up, and they’ll hide it from you, mostly because they don’t want you to get upset and angry. They have a bit of ✨trauma✨ from Dark Enchantress and their parents of whom we do not speak of smh.

~| They like to hang around Gingerbrave and his friends, most of the time playing and teaching them chess. They quite enjoy the odd cookie’s company, and occasionally they’ll ask “Are we gonna go visit Gingerbrave? When will we see Gingerbrave next?”

Strawberry Crepe Pt II x Parental Reader

Because I completely forgot about the last line “and being friends with gingerbrave and the others” in the request hbsidbwidn

~| Strawberry Crepe does not like Gingerbrave nor any of his friends. They hold a huge grudge against them for harming their wafflebots- and them! Strawberry Crepe most likely announced loudly that “Oh, hey, those are the cookies who hurt me and my wafflebots!” And, if you were anything like me, you’d most likely get angry at them for hurting precious baby.

~| Crepe refuses to talk to them. They will not even acknowledge that they’re there. Most of the time they just hide behind you, pout, and wait for them to go away. They don’t like it when you interact with others anyways- they especially don’t like it when you talk to cookies that hurt their wafflebots.

~| They may get a bit better, depending on how remorseful the others are, but they still will not talk. If you tell them that both of you are going to visit Gingerbrave and the others, Strawberry Crepe will whine. “Do we reaaaaally have to go? I can build a robot of that brave cookie if you want to talk to him so bad!” “Come on Crepe, we have to be there by 3.” “AhhHHHHH I don’t wannaAA!”

I need to drink some water now.

[desdemonafictional]

Chicken Soup, Approximately

a zadr fic

rated G for everyone

On Ao3

The moment that everything went wrong was when Dib climbed into that giant robot.

At the time, Zim was sitting in a pile of fairly comfortable trash on the street side, temporarily vanquished. For a second there he’d assumed that the day was over, so he’d just been biding his time, waiting for his PAK recovery sequence to rearrange his tissues into their correct positions. The giant robot had been slumped, powered down after its defeat, with Dib at its heels poking around in the wiring to satisfy his curiosity. And then some neighborhood mud monkey had leaned over their fence and shouted at Dib, “Hey, boy!”

 Dib looked up.

The mud monkey, slumping over the fence and waving some kind of recreation beverage, said, “You got your--your damn robot all over my lawn! Lookit Marge’s petunias, they’re, uh, flat! You done smashed ‘em! You big headed little hooligan!”

Dib looked down, at some sort of foliage flattened underneath his boots as well as Zim’s giant robot. They’d started fighting at one end of Zim’s neighborhood and ended up on the other side, and they had taken out a fair amount of lawns with the big metal feet in the struggle as Dib tried to uncouple the power cells from the inside. The neighbor on the other side was missing a chunk of roof tile.

“Oh,” he said, “sorry? It wasn’t really my fault, but sorry anyhow.”

“You better get your car off my lawn boy!” the human said, jabbing his bottle at the robot. 

“Okay, okay,” Dib said, “I will, jeeze. Give me a second, I’m trying to figure out where the power lifting mechanism connects to the joint--”

The human neighbor squinted one of his bulging eyes. “I know you,” he said, “you’re Membrane’s wacky little nutjob kid. Hey, hey, how did that worm taste? I saw you hack it up on the tv.”

Dib flipped up his collar, covering his neck. “I wasn’t--I had been poisoned, I didn’t eat it because I wanted to.”

“I saws you,” the human insisted, rattling his mostly empty bottle. “I saws you eat that worm good. You a bug eater, boy?”

Dib turned to Zim, making helpless gestures at the human on the fence. “Tell him,” Dib said, “tell him you poisoned me!”

 Zim gave the situation a shrewd once-over. While he was still immensely proud of himself for poisoning the Dib Human with that swamp worm, as he was of everything he did, he was also wary of agreeing to anything the Dib asked him in front of other people. “Zim has no recollection of this,” he said, kicking his feet against the trash bag.

“Zim!” Dib shouted. “It was just last week! You put the worm in my milkshake straw! You called me on the phone while I was on my dad’s show just to tell me about it! I had to induce vomiting or I would have died!”

“Are you sure?” Zim said, inspecting his gloves for damage. “This dirt monkey says you’re a bug eater. Maybe you just like eating bugs.”

“I do not like eating bugs!”

The human at the fence took a swig of his beverage. “You throw up bugs on purpose, boy? That’s some sick, that’s, man, that’s some crazy stuff.”

“Because it was poisonous!” Dib shouted.

“Hey Marge!” the human shouted, waving back at his house, “Marge, come laugh at the crazy bug eating boy!”

A distant voice shouted, “From the TV?”

Dib buried his nails in his scalp. “I’m not crazy! It was a rational--”

The neighbor human’s mate appeared at the fence, hair stacked precariously with curlers.  She pointed one of her claws at Dib, opened up her jaw, and erupted into caws of corvid laughter.

“Would you listen--”

A small child appeared at the fence as well, also pointing its finger at Dib and spewing laughter. More neighbors began to surface, curious about the epicenter of the amusement, and quickly joined in the ridicule. Public shaming was an activity that never failed to bring a group of earthlings together.

Zim watched with interest as Dib twitched visibly, in the middle of the garden, his whole body spasming. And then, rather than shouting and stamping and making a speech as he usually did when large groups of humans began to ridicule him publically, Dib simply turned on his heel and walked back to the robot.  He scaled the robot’s leg with a series of deft pulls, climbed into the dark cockpit, and then--quite matter of factly--punched the big red activate button. 

The arm cannons blazed to life.

“Who’s laughing now!” Dib howled, throwing his whole weight against the steering levers. The mecha rattled and roared, one enormous step heavy enough to rattle Zim’s teeth in his mouth. Black smoke poured off the auxiliary engines. Dib scream-cackled, his eyes huge and wild, as the mecha bore down clumsy and utterly unstoppable. He wrenched a knob and a hail of fire exploded the concrete all around them, chunks of it sailing up into the air as time seemed to slow down, and Zim-–in the middle of the smoke and shrapnel and wailing humans-–just stood there.

Watching.

He watched Dib, up there in that 20 ton deathbot, losing his Irk-forsaken mind, and Zim’s insides gave a horrible, perfect heave. It was like he was going to be sick, only, if he puked now there would just be little cartoon hearts all across his boots.

Wow, he thought. Look at the Dib Monkey go.

–

That wasn’t the first time that Dib had taken the invader’s breath away; it was only the first time he noticed it. There had been other moments, forgotten now—an aerial battle where their ships had been locked into a mirrored freefall, cockpit dome pressed to cockpit dome—an impromptu team-up, as Dib threw himself out the window of a building rigged to explode below him—a field trip in the park where Dib had casually handed Zim an ice cream cone, barely noticing what he had done in the midst of monologuing—

Zim’s attention was not entirely on the task of mixing radioactive isotopes into concrete solution. He turned the mixer with half a mind on the day before, turning over the memory of Dib’s nervous breakdown backlit against the yellow sky, the light glinting off the mecha around him—it was the most focused he had been on anything in a very long time, although he didn’t take any note of that change in himself. He was preoccupied with others.

Scowling, Zim thumped himself on the side of his head. “Be silent, brain meats,” he muttered, thumping himself harder. “Obey Zim.”

Across the laboratory, perched on a biohazard canister, GIR giggled and imitated him. “This is funnnn,” he said, clanking with each tap.

“It must be my brain meats,” Zim muttered. “Blasted wetware. Obey your master!”

“Maybe it’s your cute lil backpack!”

“Impossible,” Zim said. ��My PAK is a state of the art piece of advanced computational brilliance. It is flawless! The error must be organic.”

GIR oooo’ed at nothing in particular. Zim gave up on his work and tossed the mixer into the vat, stalking across the lab as the isotopes quickly swallowed the mixer whole. He pulled his goggles from his head and threw them over his shoulder. The memory of Dib, sunlit and gloriously mad in his tons of deadly metal, had been troubling Zim for hours now, distracting him from even the simplest of his nefarious doings. It was like a tumor. A tumor obstructing the beautiful correct function of his intelligence interface. And if it was a tumor, well then, Zim would just have to remove it forcibly.

“GIR,” he shouted, “prep the medical lab for surgery!”

As the tiny robot went screaming ahead of him, Zim stripped off his hazmat gloves and grabbed a box of medical ones from a passing shelf. As he stepped into the irritatingly bright medical lab, the computer chimed in with, “REMINDER! Invader Zim is four solar orbits overdue for medical evaluation!”

“Ignore,” Zim said.

“REMINDER! Invader Zim is four solar orbits overdue for—”

“Ignore!” Zim shrieked. “Ignore all!”

“Acknowledged,” the computer muttered.

Zim took an uneasy seat on the edge of the operation table and pulled one of several extendable arms from the ceiling apparatus. He unfolded the square at the end and lined its edges up with his forehead, flipping down a series of lenses until the magnification on the video feed was sufficient for his purposes.

“Engage hard light scalpel,” he ordered. Heat immediately flared to life against his skin. “Incision area one by four by four.”

In a sizzle and pop, the surgical droid severed a square of skull and plucked it from the opened site. Zim squinted at the image projected across the wall in front of him.

“What have you hidden, Dib?” he said to himself, guiding the video probe deeper into his frontal cortex. There was a strange feeling as it passed into him, a fuzziness across his tongue and a static hum in his belly, but the pain receptors were neatly turned off by the PAK interface. After a minute or two of poking around in his own insides, Zim started losing patience.

“Where is it?” he snarled, poking hard enough at his brain matter that his left arm gave a spasm and knocked a spanner off the side table. “Computer! Scan for irregularities!”

“Beep,” the computer said. “Boop.”

Zim crossed his arms and tapped his heel impatiently while the program did an exhaustive malware scan. Finally, the monitor flashed in large letters: HORMONES.

“Hooooormones?” Zim read, “You mean the Dib introduced foreign chemicals into my Zim Veins?”

The screen flashed snow and then returned with the words corrected to: IRKEN HORMONES

“Computer!” Zim snapped, “Explain this!”

The computer hummed. “You appear be exhibiting primitive BONDING HORMONES, resulting in ATTRACTION and HAPPINESS.”

“The Dib did this?” Zim said. “How dare he make Zim happy against his will!”

“Uh,” the computer said.

GIR spit out a mouth full of broken syringes. “Sounds like Looove.”

“Preposterous,” Zim said. “Zim is a hardened combat veteran, not to mention an elite invader! It’s just some kind of… slow acting poison. Kinda thing. Computer, initiate blood draining protocols!”

“No toxins have been detected in the blood of Invader Zim.”

“Well drain it anyway!” Zim shouted. “I want it out of me! Right now!”

“The hormones are being produced by several of your key glands,” the computer said, sounding a little reproachful. “The source is too complex to be removed with traditional surgical procedures.”

Zim sighed and dug a scalpel out of his supplies. “Zim must do everything around here,” he said, examining the joint of his arm where he knew there to be at least one major hormone producing gland. There was also a major artery but, eh, he’d cross that bridge when he burned it.

“The source of the hormone production starter enzyme is located in the organic brain,” the computer continued. “Even if you removed the glands, once they regenerated, the enzyme would only order production to resume.”

“Curses!” Zim said. He lobbed the scalpel across the room, where it stuck in a secondary monitor with an electric fizzle and a puff of smoke. After a moment, he smoothed a hand over his uniform and righted himself.

“No matter,” he said. “I will simply have to hack my fleshware.”

He stalked over to the monitor and pulled down a keyboard from the suspended apparatus. 

“I have researched this ‘love’,” Zim said, making quote-y marks with his claws, “before. I recognize the symptoms. If I have contracted this 'emotion’ then the Dib has certainly infected me with his primitive disease in order to take me out of the game. How cunning. Not!”

Zim swung back around to the keyboard, inputting a search for “rmoance” which he belatedly, after cursing at the error404 screen for a few moments, corrected to “romance”.

“Foolish worm baby,” he muttered, “for I am Zim! Master of all research and HOLY QUIZNACK what is that?”

GIR toddled up behind him and took a look at the screen. “Pogo stick,” he said. “Weeeee-hoo, lookit em go.”

Zim had already smashed the escape key. “Okay,” he said, “never mind that. I don’t need to research romance specifically, I can just research earth diseases. COMPUTER, search the 'inter webs’ for information on curing this disGUSTING affliction.”

The computer buzzed with static for a moment, and then popped open a neatly formatted Gadzooks Answers page across the screen

The computer announced, “Mommy blogger 92 says to feed a fever, starve a cold.”

“Hmm. HMMMM.” Zim peeled back one glove and pressed it against his forehead. “But I am neither hot nor cold! Useless!”

GIR piped up, “Try thinkin about smoochies!”

“Ugh,” Zim said. “No way. There will be no swapping of the spit for this invader. The Dib would have to beg me, beg me on his weak little human knees, crawl through the mud on his hands and knees and then PERHAPS in my beneficent glory I would allow him to kiss… the mighty boots of… Zim…” He paused. A terrible expression passed over his face.

“GIR!” he shouted, “Get the thermometer!”

Two minutes later Zim threw the thermometer across the room, splattering mercury over the far wall.

“FINE!” he shouted. “Fine! The illness is a fever! How does one feed a fever?”

GIR listed a number of items, most of which were not edible. When he got as far as soap, Zim let out a heavy groan and threw himself into the spinning chair.

“Sources say,” the computer interrupted, “chicken noodle soup will DESTROY YOUR FEVER.”

“But it’s…. all meaty… and full of water,” Zim said, barely holding in a gag. He tapped his claws on the arm rest for a moment, considering. “Noodles seem harmless enough,” he decided at last. He levered himself up from the chair and marched off towards the elevator, hands clasped behind his back.

“Come along GIR,” he called, “I’m sure we have some extra soda around here somewhere….”

–

When Zim took his seat for homeroom the next morning, Dib was already at the blackboard trying to explain something to a blank-faced and uninterested audience. He was covered in white dust, practically vibrating in place, and jabbing a piece of chalk at a rudimentary graph of some footprint. He paused in mid jab as Zim walked into the room.

“…What on earth are you holding?” he said.

Zim looked down at his bowl of soup. Then he looked up at Dib. “None of your beeswax, Dibberton.”

“That’s… not my name,” Dib said.

“Hey,” a kid in the front row said, “lay off him, Dibberton.”

“That’s not my–ugh.” Dib turned back to Zim, who had neatly perched himself in a seat toward the back. “That looks like noodles in grape juice.”

Zim shoved a tangy purple noodle into his mouth. “That’s because it is, Dibberton.”

Haha! From the look on the monkey’s face, Zim has thwarted him indeed! The flavor of sucess is sweet! And also, a little carbonated.

[junesprout]

💫54321 challenge💫 thank you @thebookishvalentine for tagging me!! I’ve seen this around recently and thought it would be funnnn ☄️five books I’ve loved recently ohhhh this is hard! I love so many books!! - if they come for us (fatimah asghar) - machine (susan steinberg) - woman, eating (claire kohda) - out of body (jeffrey ford) - sisters (daisy johnson) 🌊four auto-buy authors this is hard because I only really buy books from thrift stores and am a huge library nerd. so I’m going to say four authors I found and then automatically borrowed all their books from the library - maria carmen machado - patti smith - kris bertin - joan didion 🌈three genres I love poetry, mystery, literary fiction 🌻two places I love to read my comfy orange chair + my garden 🌅one book I promise to read soon okay east of eden has been haunting me from my bookshelf for years so I better read it soon!! 🌷people I’m tagging🌷 @onsafsshelf @suppoetry @hernovelshelves @ellyleaff @cassyslibrary @rainy_dayreads @readingdemia @mirdsbooks but also if I didn’t tag you and you see this, please feel free to do it and also tag me!! 🌻p.s. swipe for poem #8 of #hotpoetsummer (at Abbotsford, British Columbia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgCVfmvrTQF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sagittariahx]

Royal Blood Challenge (for The Sims 4)

So I came up with this because I thought it would be fun to see how is it to climb up to being a queen/king. 

However there are some things you must do to be able to play this challenge:

You must demolish all the lots from the Windenburg Island and change all the lots type to residential (move out the townies into other houses) and the 30x40 one to a lounge area.

On the 64x64 lot you will build the main Castle where you will have: the king (elder), the queen (adult), the prince/princess which your sim will meet (young adult), a servant (young adult) and a guard (adult).

On the 20x20 you will build the Barrack where you will have 4 guards 2 of them adults and 2 of them young adults (male or female, it’s your choice).

On the 30x30 you will build The Exile: if one member of the royal family misbehaves, you move them to The Exile for one life stage (for example if the person is a teen, you can move back into the castle when they are a young adult, if they’re elder then it’s obvious that they will die there). The Exile has to have one young adult servant.

On both of the 30x20 lots you will build royal houses (extension of the castle) where other royal members will live (I will tell you who when we get to the kingdom rules) that must also have a guard and a servant.

On the 30x40 lot you will build a lounge, quite royal, where the royalties go and spend the time with the citizens of the kingdom.

Kingdom rules:

No member of the royal family leaves the Island without a guard.

If the guards from the barrack marry and have children, you will move their partner and children in one of the extension of the castle, and when the children are teens, they move back into the barrack to be a guard.

The servants and the guards that are not in the barrack must never marry or have children, and when they die, they will be replaced.

You will have to keep the royal blood alive for 10 generations (and must have a royal cemetery in the garden of the castle)

The next on the throne will become a king when the parents die and has to have the following requirements: must be a male (if you only have female children then it can be female), must have all the toddler skills maxed, their childhood aspiration completed and: minimum level 5 in Logic, Charisma, Wellness, and an instrument (either Guitar, Piano or Violin).

The king of the queen can have a maximum of 4 children, and if all of them are girls, then a girl will be on the throne.

Adoption is not allowed!

The misbehaviours that send the royalty into The Exile: getting mischief level 2, getting into a fight, getting pregnant or getting someone pregnant outside of the marriage, being mean to the highest authority : the king if still alive, if the king is dead, then the queen.

Who will live in the extension of the castle: when the sons and daughters that WILL NOT be on the throne reach young adulthood.

The royalty must have a get together club, where the queen, king and their children will be in and has to have the perks: Popular Club, Capacity Upgrade 2, all the children Boosts (Mental, Motor, Social, Creativity), Guitar, Piano, Violin, Charisma and Logic boosts. Strongest Comradery Moodlet and the Club Pennant. The gathering place will be the royal lounge on the island and the icon will be the Diamond. (you cannot cheat, you will have to work to get all these perks).

The castle funds: you will start with 200,000 simoleons and you will earn money through painting, writing songs, plants and other collectibles.

The members of the royal family must be dressed quite formal in each and every of their outfits.

You can of course hire nannies, gardeners, butlers and maids as you please.

Where will my sim start?

You will start out with a young adult sim opposite gender from the prince/princess (because adoption is not allowed, it has to be royal blood) that will be a simple servant in the castle, you have to work your way up in romance and friendliness with the prince/princess and you can finally marry them when: friendliness bar with you and the king and the queen are maxed and both friendliness and romance are maxed with the prince/princess, until then you may not perform any romantic interaction while the king or the queen are in the room.

Lifespan is on normal, or long if you wanna be a household hopper. You will mainly play on the Castle lot. Cheats are allowed for building and moving in the families.

HAVE FUNNNN

[aoimori]

02.24.2017 SCHWARZ STEIN (!!!) @ Shibuya Rex

I SAW SCHWARZ STEIN TONIGHT AND MET KAYA AND HORA AAAAAAAAAAAAAA LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT IT

SETLIST(from dix_er @ twitter)

SE. ARCHETYPE.01 transient Perfect Garden Current (MC) Lapis Lazuli Lilith Queen of Decadence (!!!) MC Fleeting Beauty (new single!) Hakobune (new song) COCOON -Fallen- Fester love Release Me Rise to Heaven (2014) New Vogue Children Last Hallucination

EN BIO GENESIS Sleeping Madness Creeper Syphilis and Disorder Succubus (2014)

- Kaya had us sing along to a few songs aaaa - During the MCs Kaya started off serious but then Hora started making fun of him and they both just ended up laughing at each other during every MC part after that lol. They're ADORABLE. Basically arguing over who likes the other's music better. - They announced a twoman with Schwarz Stein and Kozi!!!!!!!! - Sounds like they want to keep doing activities as Schwarz Stein too... LET'S HOPE - Hora high fived me like a million times and I love him - Kaya is GORGEOUS. He's so beautiful. He was wearing this really pretty black pleather corset dress with a long lacy cardigan sort of robe. - Hearing some of these songs was like something out of a dream tbh. I've loved Schwarz Stein since like. Middle school maybe? It's been a long time. I had posters and everything. And now I got to go see them for a reunion show? And it was great? And they're really fun and nice??? How do I deserve this!? - There was some really fun furi during a few songs lol - I really didn't know anything about Hora's personality. I follow Kaya on twitter and stuff so I see him posting about things pretty often but. I had no idea Hora was so funny??? - New songs are GREAT. Sleeping Madness live is probably the best. I had SO MUCH FUN. The whole encore was the best - Kaya was talking about Last Hallucination being a special song and that's why they picked it to be the last song, it was like a message to us... - Seriously though when Hora came out for Bio Genesis I FREAKED. THESE RARE ENCORE SONGS??????????? HELP ME???? SO INTENSE, SO FUN - By the encore everyone was moving around more and it was so funnnn. - I also got to do saki for the first time LOL. For both of them CONSTANTLY

THEN I stayed for the AFTER EVENT!!!

- Kaya's water bottle had a cute frilly black dress - Kaya did a short DJ set which was wonderful and he danced and we followed him and then Hora came out and joined him and I JUST LOVE SCHWARZ STEIN DANCE PARTIES. Apparently Kaya had S-Conscious too but he didn’t play it lol - They answered some fan questions and in general the atmosphere was just really upbeat and cute and they constantly tease each other. - Kaya is very adamant about being 20 years old lol - He also seems to be Hora's biggest fan (constantly wants him to release more stuff, play certain songs live, etc LIKE BIO GENESIS!!) - They talked about how they used to have a lot of cosplayers but not anymore... so Kaya said if EVERYONE cosplays Hora with the white makeup and everything then he'll release a solo album. Hora said he doesn't really want this to happen LOL - Kaya said he decided on his look for the show based on their new single which has water imagery so he kind of hopped up to simulate coming out of water lol. Then Hora imitated him. Also Hora's shoes were some real extreme platforms. Amazing. - At the end they went to the door and shook everyone's hands as they left and we got to talk to them a little !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - I... shook Kaya and Hora's hands... and told them how happy I was that I got a chance to see them. Kaya just radiates beauty and grace i stg he thanked me and smiled that gorgeous smile and asked if I had fun

I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT TO SEE THEM AFTER ALL THESE YEARS AND THEIR DISBANDMENT???????AND THEN THAT IT WAS THIS FUN???? AND THAT I GOT TO MEET THEM BOTH??????

I feel so lucky. I'm also pretty sure I'm going to start showing even more of my Inner Goth self now. I'm INSPIRED.