#also shit my queue ran out

[wyvernne]

! sorry, i’m not dead. an absurd amount of things have been happening. i’ll keep y’all posted

[littleeyesofpallas]

DUMBELL Nan KILO Moteru?[ダンベル何キロ持てる?]: How Many Kilo(grams) are the Dumbbells You Lift?

[yuri-cocaine]

trucking along on msq

-bakool ja ja i owe you an apology. i wasn't familiar with your game.

-i ran into some fuckass weirdo who held up the whole run of skydeep cenote to complain about how much they hate msq. holy shit ive never seen anyone do this even for arr and sb. i tried vote kicking but it didnt work :/ block v'runja raqu on balmung to save yourself a big headache

-every zone is gorjus but my fav zone so far is urqopacha, fav zone music is kozama'uka, and fav towns are in yak tel. theres something really cozy about hroth town and mamook is a beautiful stonework city in a blue magical forest. mamook reminds me of lost city of amdapor but Blue. ive headcanoned yuma's hometown of camoa village to be something similar so maybe i can gpose in mamook instead of queueing into amdapor

-zoraal ja is my failhusband. all he does is scowl and want everyone to die in a big war. talking to everyone in the landsguard hq is kinda funny bc they're all like uhhhhh when's commander zoraal ja coming back. is he even coming back or...???

-awwww im glad wuk lamat made koana co-dawnservant ;w; now they can build infrastructure

-gulool ja ja's "oh right" when he tried looked at his brother's head and stopped casting his big fireball is rly sad now bc his brother isn't asleep, he's dead :( imagine living with your brother's dead head grafted onto your body for three years. what if it....starts to smell bad......

-as much as i like wuk lamat, i really didnt enjoy the feats so im really excited to travel xak tural with erenville. shaaloani's desert landscape is also gorjus with the graphics update bc before all that sand would just be a badly textured lump (sagolii desert...)

-the fact that ppl in shaaloani have american accents is taking me out LMFAO

-my theory for why erenville has such a strong icelandic accent is bc in addition to taking an eastern viera name, he also copied the eastern viera accent. as for why vieras living in othard have icelandic accents, uh...other than it being a carry over from ff12, maybe viera language is just. icelandic. but in dalmasca.

-ive always thought sharlayan is the scandinavia of etheirys but they're also greek-ish so who even knows at this point.

-in elpis, there's a sidequest where an ancient has a yellowish cactuar called notos 626 and he couldn't think of a suitable name for it. in urqopacha, the same kind of cactuar is all over the place and they're called notocactuar!!! so in the end, i guess he never named it :0

-why are the nopalitenders so fucked up.......estinien likes eating them tho

-i bet my cowboy boots that the sheriff in town is corrupt and it's up to a rootin' tootin' by god be shootin' young upstart to challenge him and restore peace to the wild west

-and by that, i mean the wol. wol will restore peace. i love that erenville just does not fight at all, so when those mad max from shein lookin ass bandits threatened to hang erenville up by the ears i got so protective of him LMFAO eat the full force of my level 100 burst bitch

-im not fucking bakool ja ja

[kruxton]

hello hello welcome to the party! im the only one here

please... call me krux. kruxton was my father. (krux, rusty, or if you knew me way back when i used a bunch of other names, feel free to call me those too)

there is no rhyme or reason to this blog: i rb whatever, whenever and wherever. the queue is my enemy multifandom and also personal blog. stay tuned for more wacky misadventures (what the fuck was that!!!!)

overexplained and also frankly unnecessary tag system under the cut ⬇️⬇️

#fave -> posts that i like a slight bit more than normal. ranges from the funniest posts ever to 'im in this picture and i dont like it' stuff

#the fave -> platinum tier #fave. only difference is that these ones Spoke to me

#krux watches *media* OR #krux reads *media* are my liveblogging tags. so far there's one piece, dungeon meshi and friends variants if thats anything

#my art -> no... dont look through there please... i pooped out a single piece and Never again. i will get there eventually though

#chronicles of a hopeless guy -> join me on my journey through quite possibly the most embarassing crush ever (at least for me ok this shit never happens to me)

yeah ok i ran out of tags to yap about. hope u enjoyed leave a like and subscribe for more awesome content from your favourite guy

[dumbflickerideas]

This blog has kinda been dead for bit and it kinda was getting a little awkward at times so I’m wondering if we wanted to revamp this?

not to a new confessions blog bc that blog has been dead and I’m pretty sure the person who ran it is out of the flicker fandom and also that shit was terrifying and I’d feel awful if I were caught in a conflict like that

so I’m taking inspiration from my ongoing tag of a few years (the FHCD) and thinking of making this blog a hub for people to share ideas and headcanons and concepts! People could submit them/submit them via ask and I could put them on a queue !

[disastrouscanasta]

i simply MUST know more!!!

luztoye x-men au drives me MENTAL. it's my bastard child but i support it nonetheless. always famous to me, luztoye x-men au.

the lore is all over the place but toye is vaguely wolverine and he and luz are In Love. queue mutant school nonsense and also angst because toye can't stay with luz and has to figure shit out. you know how it is

have a snippet for reading that ^ word vomit

“You’d like the kids, Joe,” George said. His mouth was still turned up in a smile, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. “They’d like you.”

“I’m not a teacher.” Joe said. They’d been over it before, time and time again. Joe thought about it when he was away, and when they were together, George always asked him the same thing, will you stay this time?

“Neither was I. Hell, they made a teacher out of Speirs. You could do it too.”

Joe just shook his head. He knew the script to this, same as George. “I can’t, I have to—“

“I know.” George conceded, placing his hand over Joe’s. “You’ve gotta do this for you. That it’s not about me. Maybe, one day you’ll do things for us.”

“George—“ It wasn’t them, never had been.

“No,” George stroked the back of Joe’s hand delicately, too soft. He knew that he didn’t have to be so gentle, didn’t he? “It’s not about the team, Joe. It’s about— no one else misses you as much as I do.”

“I miss you. Every time.”

There was an easy answer, then stay. But that wasn’t how it worked. It was an empty thing to say, especially when they both knew that it wasn’t possible.

Something in Joe, though, wanted to promise it. To tell George that he’d take a step back and that they could finally build something. Something real. But that wasn’t possible, not now, maybe not ever.

George cast his eyes down, he ran his thumb over the soft skin around Joe’s knuckles.

“You’re the toughest guy I know.” He said. “You’re— well, you’re probably the safest one of any of us. Can’t hurt you, Joe.”

“It does hurt.” Joe said. “Every time.”

“I know. But you’re always gonna be okay. I know that, I’ve seen it. I’ve seen you come back from gunshots, fucking explosions. You’ve been torn apart and somehow you always put yourself back together. That’s a fact. Still keeps me up at night, though. I wonder if you’re alright. Maybe something happened to you, and you’re stuck somewhere, but there’s no one to help you. Maybe you’re in pain. Maybe—“

He dropped his hand to the metal of Joe’s right leg. Firm and unyielding, startlingly inhuman, same as it has been for years.

[submasbrainrot]

so. briefly popping out of the void to tell a funny story.

I got stuck in a restarting error loop earlier this month with the Masters update and accidentally deleted my save data while trying to fix it. because I am dumb.

(I think I fixed the same issue once before by uninstalling and reinstalling the game. however. instead of doing that. I got confused and did something similar but very different. I cleared the storage. which, as you might know if you are smarter than I was in that moment, deletes your data.)

It was not connected to my nintendo account because I had apparently played like five minutes of it on a different phone in 2019 and linked that account to my nintendo account and never figured out how to unlink it to link the newer one I started earlier this year.

:(

so I was gonna just go 'welp I guess I'll just stop playing Masters forever then!' but out of curiosity I booted up my 2019 account to use whatever gems I had there to pull for sygna ingo and emmet and... actually got both of them? on the first try??? I literally got three emmets in my first pull on that banner. like. holy shit. my luck has never been that good, before or since.

then i blasted through story mode to get enough gems to 5/5 both of them.

i do kind of miss having akari's samurott ceaseless edge through everything and i had like 60k gems saved up on my old account but i do have superawakened sygna submas on this account now and apparently that's enough to keep me playing the game.

anyway. hope you have a nice day! i know i haven't drawn in a while but i do still intend to get back into it eventually. maybe even soon!

also whoops just noticed the queue ran out, i'll try to remember to fix that tomorrow

(and finally, proof of my ridiculous luck)

[pudgecuddles]

Yoongi who’s not used to physical affection from Taehyung but still wants to show how much he loves him by feeding him. Which then turns to also surprising him with new clothes as he grows fatter. Before long, Yoongi has a massive Taehyung on his hands.

“This looks like kind of a lot, Yoongi.” Taehyung stared at the spread of take out in front of them.

“Yeah, maybe.” Yoongi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “But hey, there’s always leftovers. Besides I know that Thai’s your favorite, you can have a little of everything and pack the rest away.”

Taehyung hummed, contemplating his options before shrugging and loading up his first plate with, like Yoongi said, a little of everything. “If I end up eating all of this, it’s your fault.”

Yoongi held up his hands in surrender. “Got it. Got it.”

Plopping themselves down on the sofa, they started up the movie they were going to watch, Ratatouille. It was Taehyung’s favorite movie and always inspired an appetite in him.

Needless to say, there were no leftovers that night.

-

“Heal me dammit!” Taehyung shouted as he tapped frantically on his keyboard. “Can we get a fucking Medic on our team already?! Red is pulverizing us! They have Uber already!”

The match ended shortly after, Blu team having failed to prevent the bomb from being pushed into their base.

Yoongi walked in with a platter of snacks just as Taehyung smacked his forehead in exasperation. “Did we really need three fucking Gibus Snipers? Really?”

“Playing casual matches again?” Yoongi was amused at how vocal Taehyung always got when he played his games. “You know that comp has better communication.”

“Yeah, but sometimes I just don’t wanna be roasted for maining Demoknight, okay? Casual doesn’t give a shit.”

“True.” Yoongi wanted to lean in and kiss his boyfriend sweetly, but hot embarrassment ran through him at the thought of potential rejection. Instead, he offered the tray to Taehyung. “I made you a consolation prize…”

Taehyung’s eyes bugged out at the sight of all his favorite snacks placed so prettily on the platter. “Yoongi, you shouldn’t have. That’s so sweet of you!” It didn’t matter to Taehyung in that moment that he had just eaten breakfast, or that he was actually trying to lose a few pounds. The kind, loving gesture from his boyfriend outranked silly little diets.

Taehyung grabbed a butter cracker dolloped with nutella and popped the whole thing in his mouth at once. “Mmmmmm…”

Yoongi took that as approval. “Well, I guess I’ll leave you to it-”

“Nuh-uh.” Taehyung swallowed audibly. “You’re always my good luck charm, I’m keeping you here.”

Taehyung stood up just then, pulling his tight shirt down his newly grown belly. Yoongi gulped at the sight. “I’ll stay.”

“Good, now come over here and sit.” Taehyung gestured towards his large, comfortable gaming chair.

Confused, Yoongi obediently sat on the chair, sinking into it’s softness. Hmm, this was nice.

Suddenly, all of Taehyung’s weight dropped onto Yoongi’s lap. “Oof! What-?”

“Sorry Yoongi, but you’re trapped now!” Taehyung grinned, lowering the chair so that he could reach the keyboard from his elevated position. “I knew you’d say no if I asked, so I tricked you.”

Cheeky brat. Yoongi Smiled, glad that his boyfriend was one to take initiative.

Taehyung got into queue for a new game as Yoongi tried to get comfortable. They have had Taehyung sit on Yoongi’s lap in the past, but this was different.

You see, Taehyung was 33 pounds heavier than last time, and Yoongi felt every ounce of it.

He knew only because he checked their scale’s history feature. Taehyung used to hover around 137 pounds, now the chubby boy clocked in at 170.

170 pounds sat right on Yoongi’s poor dick.

This was going to be a long match…

-

After months of weekly take out, and daily snacking sessions, it was about time that Taehyung started having trouble with his pants. He’d grown a little bottom heavy over time and he wasn’t sure how to feel about it. On one hand he really didn’t care what size he was, but on the other, he values Yoongi’s opinion more than anything in the world. What if he was grossed out by him?

Thoughts for later.

Grunting and groaning, Taehyung’s double belly wobbled viciously as he jumped up and down trying to squeeze his dimpled thunder thighs into his favorite pair of jeans. It’d been a while since he’s worn them, having defaulted to his comfier pair of sweats for the past month and a half while he was between jobs.

Now, he had a job interview in an hour and needed to wear something other than stained sweatpants and BO coated tank top. Besides, that one tended to leave a bit of his lower belly hanging out to jiggle for all to see. It was fine when he was at home alone or with Yoongi, but he somehow doubted that a potential employer would approve of it.

“Dammit!” Taehyung flopped onto his bed, causing the springs to creak from the sudden weight. “I guess 276 pounds is officially the limit for Levi’s…”

With a brief knock at the door, Yoongi came in to see Taehyung looking like someone gave up on pulling the pants up their too fat Barbie doll and just tossed it on their bed for later. “Taehyungie?”

“Don’t start. I know how I look.”

“I wasn’t gonna say anything.” Yoongi held up one hand in surrender, the other holding a medium sized box. “I actually brought you something that I think will help you out.”

Taehyung lifted his head, giving himself a double chin. “What is it? A present?”

“Kinda…” Yoongi blushed. “I saw the other day that you kept pulling down your shirt, so I decided to grab you some more clothes… Uhm, bigger ones.” He mumbled that last part, hoping that Taehyung didn’t take the gesture badly.

Taehyung again wasn’t sure how to feel. Yoongi went out of his way to cater to his larger size and buy him new clothes, that had to mean that he didn’t hate him right? Otherwise, Taehyung had no qualms about going up in size, it was just part of getting fatter.

“Thank you, Yoongi.” Taehyung smiled, deciding to be touched by the effort. “Lemme try ‘em on.”

The ones on top of the pile, XXL, fit perfectly.

Both men ignored the bottom pile of XXXXL outfits.

Besides, it was smart to have clothes with room to grow on hand.

-

“-Urp!- Can I have some more, Yoonie?” Taehyung burped politely into his fist. “I’m all out…” He set down his big gulp cup in the cup holder of their new sofa, Taehyung having broken their old one.

Yoongi called out from the kitchen, “Coming up!” The sound of a blender cut out anything else he might have said.

Taehyung’s tummy grumbled. The large double belly hung off of the couch, between his legs and rested on the floor. It’d been over a year since he’d started seriously gaining weight and he already found that most of his days began and ended with his massive ass on the sofa, stuffing his face with whatever Yoongi presented to him.

It was a special occasion this time though, he’d reached 637 pounds that morning. A full 500 pounds more than his starting weight. He and Yoongi never really discussed what they were doing with Taehyung’s body, they just both knew they didn’t mind it. Maybe it was a subconscious effort to see how far they could go, maybe it was just their love language in action. Either way, Taehyung had seriously ballooned and he didn’t care at all.

“Here you are.” Yoongi stepped into the living room, handing a second big gulp cup to Taehyung. “I added some prunes this time. You know you need more fiber.”

“But Hyung!” Taehyung whined. “You know that makes me gassy…”

“Everything makes you gassy nowadays.” Yoongi deadpanned.

“True.” Taehyung sighed. He brought the cup up to his lips ad began gulping.

And gulping.

And gulping.

He whined slighting as the mixture hit his stomach heavily. Yoongi immediately came over and began massaging his taught upper belly. Willing his stomach to digest faster. To grow fatter.

Gulp.

Gulp.

Sluuuuurp…

Gasping for air, Taehyung hiccuped loudly. “That- hic! Was so good, Yoongi.”

-UUUUURP!-

Taehyung let out a loud belch.

Yoongi continued rubbing his hard gut, encouraging the release of gas, used to it by now. “That’s it baby, keep going.”

-Buur…BrrruUUUUUUuUuuUup!”-

That last one was gurgley.

Panting and still hiccuping, Taehyung rested his chubby hands on his bulging love handles and squeezed. “Look what your excellent cooking has done to me, Yoongi. I’m huge!”

“I know, Taehyungie.” Yoongi slipped his hand into Taehyung’s cavernous belly button, hidden between his sagging upper and lower bellies and wiggled his long fingers. “I know.”

Taehyung moaned, only recently getting used to Yoongi’s courageous showings of affection. “Y-Yeah… Here’s to another 500.”

End.

[oldxenomorph]

one more rogue trader post before 2024 ends? of course, i have to type all these thoughts before they leave my brain forever.

finally ran into marazhai. i mean i technically already ran into him briefly on that prison world, but now i met him for real. got me to show up with the ol' distress beacon trick.

i know the fandom nickname for him is marzipan, but mentally my brain says "mazápan" and i think of de la rosa mazápan.

maybe he'll chillax if he has a mazapán. keep it together, man. i haven't even gotten to kiava gamma yet, i've been busy with other shit.

found a weird planet with a bottomless pit of sentient darkness and made it submit to me. loved it so much!!

did the aeldari survivor mission for yrliet and ohh my god 😢 yrliet's conversation with you in your quarters afterwards, i wanted to hug her....

(what an absolutely sensationally written character, she is so sensitive to the plight of her people and her development as she slowly opens up to you? i love her so much!!)

FIGURED OUT HOW TO CHART NEW COURSES. no wonder so much weird and strange and unsettling shit was happening on my ship whenever i did 5987394832094 warp jumps just to get to places of interest.

RAN INTO GENESTEALERS ON A PLANET WITH A WEIRD CULTIST WHO WORSHIPS THE "EMPEROR-PROGENITOR" AND I WAS DELIGHTED!!!

THE WAY EVERYONE IN MY RETINUE WAS FREAKING OUT. THE WAY THE GENESTEALERS WERE MAKING NOISES IN THE CEILING AND WALLS. THE WAY THEY JUMPED DOWN INTO THE HALLS. VERY ALIEN, EXTREMELY GOOD!!!

(friends, do we think that cultist was worshipping a derelict reaper like the one in me2? i'd like to think so.)

made progress on argenta's quest (which getting very interesting), finished jae's personal quest (i can't believe the game made me wait in line like i was at the fuckin' dmv.... i bribed a nice old man and i got heinrix to use his inquisitor privileges to get me to higher in the queue.... insane of owlcat, really)

I FINISHED KIBELLAH'S "A CARD INVERTED" QUEST AND I AM IN SHAMBLES!!!!

i didn't know that the assassination plot quest was actually part of her personal quest and ohhh my god, suddenly it got even better.

first off, the ritual where she sews your eyes shut so you and her can become one? and you see a glowing red labyrinth in the pitch blackness? my heart 🥰 she is so warm and tender with her love for you, she wants to let you in. attachment is not weakness, my love! (also, kibbellah, my love. are you a psyker? i think you might be.)

the twinning ritual before the hunt, where you and her become one again? i love all of these rituals, yes i will gladly participate in every single one, just for you.

THE PART WHERE YOU PLAY AS HER? THE WRITING OF HER INTERIORITY AND HOW POETIC AND SHARP IT IS? AND THEN SHE THINKS OF YOU AND CHANNELS YOUR VOICE? AND THEN SHE THINKS OF YOU AGAIN DURING HER DIVINATION WITH THE TAROT CARDS?

after the kelermorph fight, i was so distraught when i failed the first test (i forget which characteristic it was) to get kibellah to look at me, BUT THEN I FAILED THE FELLOWSHIP TEST AND SHE GOT SHOT!!! but after talking to her, there's some unique dialogue about how the bullet wound caused her pain for the first time and she thought of me. 🥺 my love, i was so scared. (i also get the feeling this questline isn't entirely finished.)

(also her getting shot works for me storywise because i am thinking that maybe it's the start of her indoctrination. an opening in the body.)

[amyisherenowitsokay]

Hi! I was re-reading the soulmate’s AU you did and I wondered how the story would have changed if our little fella saw underneath the wrist band sooner than he did. Like years prior or something? Like would he go bananas and go in denial or go bananas and try and tell her or he’d wait until he thought she would be ready to know? Because in the fic you made him more mature due of him kinda ‘growing up’ with everyone else so then I just wondered how his obnoxious little snot self would take it before he gained that maturity yk?

OOOOooooh I'm super into this question. Tysm for sending it in!

(Btw, this question references the ZAGR Soulmates AU from this fic, if anyone would like to check it out) Long answer under the cut, as I'm incapable of answering in short sentences.

If Zim had found out that he was Gaz's soulmate when they were kids, like let's say in the sort of maturity he was at during the cartoon, it would've been pretty disastrous lmao. Let's also assume he didn't find out during a moment when he could be interrupted, like in the fic.

Assuming that he understood what a human soulmate was in it's entirety when he found out, initially, he would've been very surprised. Shocked. He probably would've ran. Really solidified that it was what he thought it was before acting.

And then, IMMEDIATELY thereafter, he would've been incredibly smug. Gaz and Dib probably would've found out at the same time when he tried to use it to antagonize Dib. This would initially just be something that he could throw in his enemy's face. Some "Your planet is mine, Dib, and even your very sister is branded with my name!" kind of shit.

Gaz would fully have a crisis. Neither Membrane would initially believe him. Zim would probably do a lot of grandiose shit, like bringing Gaz huge bouquets of flowers solely to say something like "for my MATE" really loudly and smugly in front of Dib. It probably wouldn't initially even register that she was more than a tool to weaponize against Earth's self-proclaimed savior. Initially, the Membranes would realize that this bit of his was going on way too long. Dib would then make it his mission to learn to read Irken rather than just recognize the language waaaaay sooner than he would in the original AU to confirm that actually, yeah, Gaz's soulmate is Zim. Queue crisis for the humans.

Zim would eventually grow bored of the big showy displays. It's still really funny to him, but Dib also has other buttons to push, and he's got to keep all his insults fresh so he's not to be so predictable. Once he moves on though, it occurs to him that the end of the joke doesn't actually negate the fact that Gaz is still his soulmate. And just as stated in the AU, he has certain obligations towards her. He won't be dishonored by not fulfilling his end of the bond. An Irken caught neglecting their mate would be a laughingstock.

Gaz would start to notice the things he does to account for his obligations.

Minimoose starts hanging around her during large, explosion-worthy fights. She doesn't know why, and is pretty neutral about it, until a panicking citizen nearly runs into her. Minimoose's shield activates suddenly, protecting her, and leaving her really surprised. This happens whenever any debris, person, or other form of harm enters her vicinity. A couple times, Zim's robo-parents check her out of school and take her to his base. She doesn't see Zim, but she finds out later he was trying to blow up the campus again. She catches Minimoose or Gir hanging around her house when she's home alone. Sometimes, if she's in a rare good mood, she let's them hang out in her room while she does homework. Occasionally, she even talks to them.

She rarely, if ever, actually interacts with Zim. She gets the (correct) feeling pretty quickly that Zim's not really 'interested,' per se. That he's just doing his duty. The few times she does see him, like when he has to personally squirrel her to safety somewhere, they don't really acknowledge the elephant in the room. He just sort of watches her, and she mostly ignores him. It works for them. Nothing really changes, and that's just fine for both of them. Gaz might even prefer it. She'd probably end up assuming Zim was her soulmate because he was designed to just leave her alone.

Zim considers her a scary pet he has to keep an eye on. He sometimes eavesdrops on her conversations with his minions just because he can, and because he's curious. He doesn't really register it as bad or a progression of his interest in her. Just making sure his scary pet is fine. If he learns what snacks she prefers so that he can keep them in his base on the days he needs to kidnap her to keep her from bitching, well, whatever.

Eventually, Zim would inevitably kidnap her on a bad day. He'd interrupt something important, and she'd snap at him to just postpone whatever Big Evil Scheme(tm) he had that day. They'd argue about it, but eventually, Zim starts checking schemes against her schedule. He already (sort of) schedules schemes for convenient times for Dib, so that he enemy is not distracted by stupid things like homework or doctors appointments. It's not a big deal to check in with Gaz, too.

I think they'd be content with this small cordiality until Tak showed up. It'd just be too big of a catalyst not to matter. Whereas in the original AU, Zim is real sneaky out of necessity, in this situation where EVERYONE is aware of what's going on, Zim is WAAAYYY more territorial. It's one thing to screen and preemptively Gaz's social media from receiving messages from humans that could be interpreted as solicitous, but it's an entirely other for an Irken to actually show up and start spewing threats at her.

Suddenly Zim is alllll over her. Walks her to and from class. Camps outside on her roof, whether she knows it or not. Shoves an emergency beacon in her hands one afternoon with strict instructions to carry it around her at all times. When she tries to hand it back, unlike in the AU with that sweet, covert little bracelet as a 'casual gift,' she wakes up with a bracelet that literally cannot be removed attached to her wrist. Bitching about it gets her nowhere. Zim starts neglecting his fights with Dib to follow Gaz around and make sure Tak doesn't get the jump on her. It really grates on Gaz. Her worst fear was feeling like she was someone's property, and that's exactly how Zim is treating her. Like branded cattle.

Zim tries to contend with his responsibilities versus what he wants from Gaz. He's incredibly frustrated with her refusal to cooperate, and her lack of understanding. She's worse than obstinate, she's ungrateful. She should be honored that he's bothering to protect her! Why isn't she honored?!

I think that even after Tak and Dib worked out everything between them, Gaz and Zim would really not be on good terms. It was a great benefit for them to be mature-ish and working from a largely clean slate when they formalize their relationship. Having a ton of baggage and misunderstandings between them, especially with both of them being so headstrong and stubborn, would be a huge hurdle for them to overcome.

Legitimately and hilariously, I think Professor Membrane would have to be the intervening factor. Zim hanging around all the time would eventually mean they crossed paths not just as 'Dib's little foreign friend,' but as his daughter's mate. We saw in the Tak episode that Zim isn't about bitching to their father about his kids. I think Membrane would listen, and then stage an intervention with both of them. With Gaz, he'd sit her down an talk about their mother, and all the sappy love stuff that made it worth it for him to make compromises in his life to enjoy the time they had together. To Zim, he'd lecture him about the nature of his daughter, and how much she values her independence. How the loss of her mother made afraid of loss, and theorizing how their upbringing (aka his absence/neglect, without really taking accountability for it) may have affected her ability to trust the permanence of a soulmate.

I think that would finally be what made them sit down and work it out. It'd have to be a negotiation process. Zim can't always be out guarding Gaz. She needs her privacy. But as a compromise, she'd agree to scheduled check-ins. She'd agree to alert him to any potentially dangerous situations and let him come with. For example, it's my headcanon that Gaz would do a Membrane Labs internship in her college years. Zim would be there for any experiments that might go kaboom with a visitor's pass and a sharp eye. Instead of following Gaz around, they'd actually go on planned outings together. Date-adjacent hangouts until one or the other was comfortable with actual dates. It would've been a much slower, much less trusting and messy courtship, but they'd probably get to a good place when Gaz was in college.

Thinking of this question, I now like to think that, in this AU, on top of soulmate partners being fated, when they find out is also decided by some sort of cosmic destiny. Finding your partner at the right time is just as important as finding them in the first place.

Thank you again for sending me a hypothetical! I love theorizing about my own fics. This was a fun exercise.

[every-sanji]

I don’t have much to say other than I really love your dedication to this, you don’t miss a pixel if it even smells like sanji lmao. You haven’t stopped since I started following you, and I feel like this is an archive the people need. Oda would be proud, I think ❤️ just showing so much needed love your way, have a good day :)

wawawawa thank you!! as thanks i'm gonna give a glimpse into my journey running the blog under the read more :)

this blog has been through a lot of phases at least for me. anyone who has been around since the beginning probably remembers when i still added captions to every. single. post. that eventually evolved into my occasional tag rambles you still see today but the captions ranged from commentary to just random thoughts i was having at the time. for whatever reason i thought i had to caption every post and this lasted for a while until i realized i didnt have to do that and could just post the photo.

also when i first started the blog it was at the very very start of covid and i got very bored because all of my college classes suddenly halved their work load and i had all the time in the world to do whatever i wanted so i instantly threw like 500 posts in my queue and drafts because this was still the era when you had a maximum of 300 posts in the queue. and since you cant reverse chronological sort your drafts, every single day as posts left my queue i would go into my drafts, scroll through all 200 posts in there, and press add to queue for 5 posts to refill it to the maximum.

eventually though i went back to school and suddenly didnt have as much time as i used to so i dropped down to anywhere from 1-3 sanjis a day depending on the era. this is part of why it took so fucking long to get through water 7 and enies lobby because i was going through it 3 posts at a time. i kept the queue barely afloat with like 30 posts at most in my queue and did a chapter or two every week. this period lasted about 3 years as i finished school.

now i should mention that with everything above, i was queueing sanjis from my phone. i didn't have an automatic screenshot clipper on my college laptop so i didn't really have any other choice without going through like 5 extra steps. i went through 4 phones (my first one was a galaxy s8 that i'd had from 2018 all the way until ~2021 when it broke, followed by some notepad phone that just couldn't run games for shit so i immediately turned it back in and went back to an s8 that used to be my mom's which i had until right before i graduated college when the charging port stopped working properly and i finally upgraded to the s22 that i have now). up until about august of *last year* i was making every single post from my phone. after i moved for my summer job last summer i realized my new laptop allows me to clip my screenshots and started queuing things that way.

anyway while i was posting on my phone i did have one brief period for i think a week where my queue ran out and it was during finals for my last fall semester of college since i just had a lot happening. we had a few close calls if anyone remembers summer 2022 when i was going through some stuff irl with a death in the community but it turns out i use this blog to ground myself when i'm feeling bad sometimes lol. funny how that works

well since last summer when i realized it was easier to queue from my laptop i've been doing it like that ever since with only one exception which you might have seen my tags about lol. i had 2 weeks in august this year where i didnt have internet and my queue was running low so i bit the bullet and just added posts from my phone.

as for how i manage to find even the smallest of sanjis: i mostly just skim chapters and try to track his movements between panels. i keep an eye on who sanji is next to and what other landmarks might be there and when the panels zoom out i can normally find him if he's shown somewhere. which leads to those insanely small sanjis that are five pixels tall. it's definitely a skill you have to hone through practice and i'm sure i've missed a few sanjis even doing this but i'm definitely a lot closer to getting every single one. i do sometimes wonder if these gimmick blogs are known outside of the tumblr fandom and if word has made its way back to people involved in the series. this is mostly just a pipe dream and i know its not very realistic but a guy can dream right.

and if you've read this far, just a reminder you can make me post more sanjis a day by donating to any of the gfms in my pinned post! each donation extends the current queue by 2 weeks so you can make me really expedite the process of getting some of these sanjis out there. i'm getting close to being done with punk hazard and i'm so excited to get further

[selfundiagnosed]

Insane that my mom ran the most popular patrick stump archival blog on tumblr + was a full time lawyer + was raising two mentally ill kids + doing culinary arts school + having a cookie business. I think its her autism i wont lie. But now its all catching up to her and she has no energy which would be the ehlers danlos fault this time.. tried to convince her to steal her old url back but on cohost so she made an account but couldnt immediately make side blogs but boy oh boy. she would be giving the fall out boy fandom what they want and more. Shes like i cant do it again i have no idea how i did it before im like ma! its called having boundaries. Shes like i cant do that when i have a special interest its called autism. Im like right but queue posts for once a day and find 30 pictures from a photo set and boom one months worth of posting fall out boy and you can conserve your energy. But she doesnt know how to do her special interests in moderation. Im honestly just glad she went and accepted a bunch of access to her mega archive folder thingy. But shes so mad she doesnt have access to like her actual archive bc the website she used go archive everything changed their subscription plans and she has so many photos it would be like a zillion dollars she doesnt have 😭 like bogus i remember photo storing websites were so free. Take me back to 2010 for real :T Anyway she used to get so mortified when i told my friends as a teen about her blog i actually told her coworker once and her coworker somehow RETAINED the url and went home and looked at her blog and she was so upset at me 😭😭 but now like she kinda doesnt give a fuck anymore bc fall out boy was her special interest for an entire decade and she’s over it. Obviously still a big big fan but not in bandom anymore. Her new special interest is a band i introduced her to when i was 13 and its kinda cringe so i dont talk about it but she also ran an archival blog for THIS band and i told my friend at a sleepover who liked this band about her blog and they fucking FOLLOWED HER and shit bricks and my mom was MORTIFIED. But anyway yeah she doesnt gaf now if i tell people she was this blog and i even posted a tiktok about it once and people started doing detective work that would make her autistic self so proud…. Bc thats what she was good at! sleuthing stalking detective work on the band. Pete wentz privately answered several of her asks on tumblr i’ll see if she can send me the asks and their responses. But yeah she doesnt care anymore. her original url was scrubbed by tumblr and shes very angry about it bc it was an original bandom url for patrick stump so shes like wtf ever i dont wanna touch this im so mad. Which SAAAAME. ive done that so many times. She started permitting access to people who requested it for one of her photo archive website thingies she left in her last post. But yeaaaahhh… she was patrick stump for halloween in like 2008 and she won the costume contest bc she had rhe coolest sideburns and looked so much like him. My first ever concert was a fall out boy concert in spring 2007 i was 6 turning 7 within the next few months lemme just say the music video for carpel tunnel of love played on the screen as they played the song and my brother and i was so traumatized. But then immediately they played this aint a scene after that and we were like HELL YEAAAAAAAAA. And my brother (5 at the time) and i knew every single song and sang along and my mom went look at everyone else no one else knows these songs. You guys are so cool. And we looked around and yeah no one was singing the songs and were sooo excited! Oh and theres that one time she recorded us singing keep it simple by cobra starship and THEY PUT IT ON THEIR MYSPACE PAGE AT THE TOP WE FLIPPED SHIT. i wish THAT video was still up. Shes also met fall out boy so many times and walked away from patrick stump while he was talking to her bc she didnt want to take up his time at a meet and greet. Omg. so many memories. I was literally raised in online bandom thats so insane. Maybe thats why im a homosexual

[a-hazbin-reader]

Hi okay here. So this is sort of an au?? Where Mimzy is in love with Alastor like how they were originally written but Alastor doesn't reciprocate. This also may not be entirely historically accurate as this is basically a rough draft and I have yet to do all of the research I think is required.

Tw// Mimzy being homophobic. </3 Ik my girl would never actually but it's for the sake of the story.

So his name is Severin De la Court, he's a French dude who moved to Louisiana to escape some shit in his life that was happening back home. He met Alastor and Mimzy at the club Mimzy worked at and Alastor frequented, and became friends with them pretty quickly. He's demiromantic and asexual like I personally hc Alastor to be, and as time passed they started pining for each other and all that jazz. It's canonical that Alastor speaks some French but isn't fluent, so in this the reason he knows what he does is because he was trying to learn it for Severin to make him feel a little more at home. Eventually Mimzy found out about the little thing they had for each other and, the 1930s being the 1930s, she was like "ew gay people" and leaked the information about Severin being gay to the press so he was imprisoned, where he was killed after a few days for being a homo by the other inmates. </3 Alastor was heartbroken but Mimzy was over the moon. A couple of years later is when Mimzy spilled the beans to Alastor about it being her to rat out Severin after Alastor continuously rejected her advances, "I got rid of that queer and you still won't let me have you" type shit. Alastor, who had already killed several people, had no qualms killing Mimzy after learning this information! And that bit in his lore about him dying because a hunter shot him while he was hiding a body? Was Mimzy's body in this story. Alastor rose to power in hell yadda yadda and in episode three at the beginning of the Overlord meeting Carmilla is like "okay first off we've got a newcomer" and lookie here it's Severin! Alastor is baffled and afterwards they catch up and shit before Alastor goes "wait why are you in hell" and Severin just goes "oh yeah I ran away from France because I killed like a lot of people and they were starting to catch on to me lmao" and then they just went on like normal yk as they would. Queue more pining between the two when Severin decides to help Alastor and Charlie with the hotel.

I'll reveal myself in rbs to answer any questions you have or anything but for now I'm doing this on anon because I'm embarrassed to talk about my ocs publicly lmao. I also have little tidbits about their relationship I'd be more than happy to share if you'd like me to. :3

This one was so intense! I felt so bad for him until he was like "oh I'm a killer lol"

He got us with that plot twist

[beardedmrbean]

Yet another year of Bastille Day fireworks

Heya ! This one is probably going to be a bit longer than other years so I'm writing it as a submission instead of an ask.

This year's festivities are brought to you by the city of Oissel. Since I'm back from Paris, I was gonna go watch the one in Sotteville-les-Rouen, my all-time favorite, but my sister offered to pay for dinner if the rest of the family went with her, and, well... the ribs were great. She claims the fireworks in Oissel are renowned throughout the country, I call BS, but we'll see.

Bit sad I couldn't watch the one in Sotteville since this year they chose "Girl Power" as a theme. Considering their past failure at making a french flag, I wanted to see what a "Grill Power" themed firework show would look like 😂

The children of Oissel made an anthem for the city to be played before the show started. I'd rate it a 6 for effort. The lyrics are on point, but it's a bit bland and nondescript, and from a music theory standpoint it's as easy as can be. No syncopation, irregular time, swing rhythm, triplets, nothing, it was as bare-bones as an anthem can be. But hey, they say it was 100% made by the children, so I won't be too harsh.

And of course, the "Hey, remember the Olympics ???" speech before the show. Can't say I didn't expect it.

Alright, the fireworks are starting, so from here on out these are my post-show impressions :

Can't believe it's been a year since I said I wanted to fly a plane and I haven't done much towards that goal. I think every Bastille Day is gonna be my yearly "Have I learned to fly a plane yet ?" checkup.

Shit I missed the steam sale.

Nice use of colors. Orange and purple, cyan-green-yellow, and of course the right shades of blue, white, and red. Straight As on that one. They also had colored lights on the ground and floodlights pointed at the sky to color the smoke, which is a nice touch. I couldn't help but be reminded of the bisexual lighting meme from a few years ago, though.

Back outside of Paris, and the songs are mostly in english, call that confirmation bias but I think the parisians are patriotism georg. We've had "Jump" by Van Halen, "We are the Champions", "The Final Countdown", all straight bangers. Not a single french song, even Freddy Mercury's "Barcelona", but that's okay I'm not very patriotic either so that cancels out nicely.

The fluid dynamics of a crowd leaving through a very small gate seem very interesting to study. It's like they have negative viscosity, the closer you are to the wall the faster you move. There's even a hole because people are coming from two different directions at once ! That's awesome ! I am SO falling into a rabbit hole when I get home and google this.

Turns out it was so crowded because there's a single stall right outside, making a queue and blocking the flow of people. I do wish I could grab a bite to eat after this, but that's the only stall, there's at least fifty people waiting there, and there's nay a McDonald's around like last year in Paris, so that'll have to wait. The demand for post-fireworks snacks is probably so elastic you could fit a raccoon through it.

Overall, that was some good fireworks. They seem to know their stuff better than the guys in Sotteville, but I kinda miss the obvious mistakes I can point at and laugh. And the readily available snacks around. ________________

Submitted by @givrally

I got sidetracked with the attempted assassination thing, sorry back to you now.

I can think of tons of ways that a girl power theme could go wrong, gotta invite the Spice Girls if you want it to be sure to go right.

I would have loved to have heard the song from the children, kids can be so creative, can't be any weirder than Stravinsky's Rite of Spring anyhow.

We've got a distraction here on the Olympics for a bit, but they'll be back.

you'll get your flying in, you're still young

same here, computer crapped out and over the course of 2 week I finally ran out of energy to try and bring it back to life and got a new one

Must be nice to see colours like that, I being colourblind is hard to explain though

Venturi effect

"The demand for post-fireworks snacks is probably so elastic you could fit a raccoon through it."

I don't know what this means but I'm going to start using it regardless

this was a wonderful breakdown and while I agree the reporting on the mess ups and the thing a couple years ago where y'all had the the US flag involved with Springsteen and Cotton Eyed Joe.

If I ever have the means I'm going to have to find my way up that way for a Bastille Day celebration, they sound like a hoot.

[fortheturnstiles]

doing some #organizing on the old blog over here including going thru my queue to tag everything before i unpause it yayy. i ran out of stuff in there and wanted to build it back up before putting it on again so now that’s done. also tomorrow i am probably gonna go on a blocking spree cuz um i dont like this many people following me and also i dont want minors following me because i'm an adult that's a boundary i have also i post pornography on here sometimes. should have made that clearer somewhere probably but im bad at making about pages and shit and i dont look at new followers too closely ok sooo if i dont see an age in your bio im softblocking and if ur like 17 youre getting blocked. BYE!

[spacepuppyart]

I know I only have like 5 followers and havent posted anything since the queue ran out but

Let me just explain:

I do have some more art I could post. The problem is some of it is explicit, and while I have censored versions I worry about this blog being flagged.

As well as that, some of my art is just. Character references. And I'm not sure anyone gives a shit about just character references? (Even if my ocs are pretty cool if i do say so myself) I also have a lot of sketches and unfinished art.

On an aside, I've got a little mini-project I'm working on. Here's a preview

This silly little project has been helping me with the art block I got working on the ask blog. Which, if you're not following, you should

-> @asktotallyhuman

I'll hopefully be back to working on asks here soon. But as for this blog, I'll be posting more art as soon as I can.