#and Harry…. yeah. Kin. that’s me bitch.

[samuelortezbignaturals]

In these dark times it’s just me and checking the Disco Elysium tag three times a day against the world

[deadchaoticcosmos]

what are you looking at?

anyway salutations, i have finally made an intro post after a year of meaning to.

the beginning or the end, the end or the beginning

to all the people who have struggled with self harm

especially the ones who don't have the battle scars to prove it

so yeah hi,

some main shit you might want to know,

i am non binary/genderfluid(idk still fighting with my own fucking brain), i am also pansexual and i think i may be demi-sexual/demiromantic, idk ,you dont care about my silly brain not knowing shit about myself.

i am experimenting with the name dorian because my stars does that name have a chokehold on me, so you can refer to me as that or don't i don't mind, really you can refer to me as anything you want as long as it is not offensive and mean.

i am a minor but i am truly an old man, also a very hyper (at times), sophisticated 4 year old.

i am irish, i speak english and *not fluent,but one day* irish and french

personality= INFJ

also not to good with tones so if you could tell me that would be great

more random things♡

i am fucked in the head, but i am undiagnosed with probably a lot a shit but we love that!

umm idk i guess i am a poet?

i am trying to write a book but transferring it from my brain is a lot harder than expected

i am decent at art

and i like to read

also a big fan of nature and space and stars

also i just LOVE ART, I WISH I COULD CONSUME IT

oh yea do love school except for the social aspects especially love maths history french and science!

my ao3= DeadRABStar

also i am a slytherin

also big thanks to fan fic writers and just fan artists and fans in general , you mean the world to me and you deserve everything good in life

okay shit i like time

fandoms=

marauders, this is like my main thing right now and has been for a while

i kin everyone basically because my personality is all over the place and is making its own children somehow and now im making it everyones problem

i kin kinda all of them because i am all over the place with everything and my own personality cant chose shit for the life of it, but regulus the most

i kinda look like remus but with james potter glasses and instead of scars on my face, they are all over my arms and legs

ships♡= i can roll with anything but my preferences/ships i love and are obsessed with are

jegulus, starchaser, sunseeker, pandalily, rosekiller, wolfstar, dorlene, marylily, pete/benjy(reading a fic with that paring and am obsessed) nobleflower, quilkiller, narcissa/lilly, panda/xeno, bartylus, moonwater(idf with thus ship name though but there is no other to call them)plus any other ship really idc how small the ship gets love i shall love it unless i hate it cough princechaser and sometimes snilly and kinda any ship with severus cough, no offence

again no offence don't come at me but i don't like jegulily and i think regulus and lily would be best friends (?) like they are friends in my mind but idk, no hate

platonic ships i love but some i do also like as a couple sometimes, moonwater,prongsfoot, jilly, prongstail, james and remus, regulus and pandora, james and pandora, james with any of the slytherin skittles,pete and mary and any others i may be forgetting right now but give me some poeple and i would love their dynamic

i do have lots of controversial opinions on the black family(i love them your honor)

i feel like lily and petunia's relationship should be talked about more

and some golden trio ships=

drarry, hermine(?)/pansy, seamus/blaise, seamus/dean, ron/hermine, blaise/pansy and luna/ginny

(btw harry and luna are regulus and pandora in the next generation)

also FUCK JKR, i wish i could murder that bitch, we do NOT support her and her 'opinions' here, if you do get out, leave

feel free to talk to me about any of these topics i just listed

im kinda apart of the rioardion, cant spell for shit<3, universe fandom but not really

a little bit of lockwood and co. but i am really just a big fan of the books dont really interact with fandom

a new one but i am kinda already lowkey obsessed, shameless, no comment

i LOVE music, i listen to mainly rock or classical and some pop but really whatever i am in the mood for

some people are=

queen, bowie, tx2,abba, florence and the machine, the beatles, the rolling stones, chappell roan, conan gray, maisie peters, tv girl, girl in red, the smiths, the clash, elvis, elton john, mother mother, hozier, måneskin, blondie, slipknot, korn, cheap perfume, unörthadox ,my brain is fried and can't think of anything right now so i will update this (can you tell how gay i am yet)

some shows and movies=

psych, Princess bride, ferris bullers day off, the breakfast club, gilmore girls, clue, beetlejuice, saw, scream, friday the 13, nightmare on elm street, talk to me, heartstopper, derry girls, how i met your mother, dead poets society, that 70s show, seven brides for seven brothers, perks of being a wallflower, goonies, oceans 8,pretty in pink, room, heathers (winona ryder one), the simpsons, disengagement, shameless and again my brain is fried and can't think of anything right now so i will update this

love musicals but i think wicked is my favourite one, i saw it for the first time when i was really young and it's always kinda just stuck with my and im seeing it again in a couple weeks, however this might change because my feelings towards others are changing so who knows who will my favourite, anyway musicals are amazing

and again, feel free to talk to me about any of these topics i just listed

DNI ( DO NOT INTERACT) IF

you are, transphopic, homophobic or do not support lgbtq+, are racist, mean or anything else

we want nice, supportive, chill people here (nice and chill are kinda ekoej because i am neither but you get what i mean i hope)

you can vent to me if you want, i am here for you always, you don't have to be afraid here

that being said this is also kinda a vent account, sometimes i just like typing out my problems and tell you people because i feel like i can't tell anyone in real life, which is true

mental health is important

my Spotify (playlists)

https://open.spotify.com/user/31mpkfgmto566jbdd2hcn3j4wxzy?si=sa4cWVBFQTKOpF9uQTbp9Q

FREE GAZE, FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸 AND AGAIN IF YOU DON'T SUPPORT MY VIEWS ON THIS LEAVE

i will update this if i think of any thing else i want to say but feel free to come and chat with my in my asks box and ask about my opinions on certain shit, idfk, and also share your opinions and thoughts because i am a nosy person

my other accounts

@romulusfuckingtraitor (role play, remus)

@romulusfuckyoufuckingtraitor (idfk what this is but i mostly reblog political stuff, and if you scroll to the end the second post are resources to help Palestine 🇵🇸,now pinned)

@sendmetotheasylume (a shameless reblog blog, i did say it was only a reblog blog but i did make one post, do not take my word for shit fuck

@helpmedieplwease (drarry, golden trio era, also a bit of next gen(cursed child)

@begaydotumbler (marauders, mostly jeggy)

@slurpyjuice (aftg)

last updated 13/09/2024

[the-firebird69]

Where is a lot of pressure coming down on Trump right now and it is pressure that is and from the attempts of our son to try and get some kind of work and to sell some things Trump is making it impossible every person that tries to do it and we need this guy dead we need them dead a long time ago now other people have figured it out and we're going to kill the a****** he thinks he can take a little body to take over us and it's ridiculous I can hear his sick stupid brain and by the way Trump is a major portion of last dance flashdance not last dance and that's his crap and it says that he will be the one who hang out with Hera and also in the video will take on me and stuff like that and she's supposed to be this whole and he's running this analogy and she's the little princess and there is a short story it's a child's book about the little princess and she's actually from space and mom was mentioning it and it came from her and she knows what this is and what the jacket means that she's wearing at the end of flashdance and our son says that's not her if you commit crimes on her and Hera's name we will literally crucify you in Rome on the cross and gut you like a fish and you're done after that. And your smiling saying you're going to proceed then you're a dead man and call my uncle to crucify you now and that girl has to get away from you and hit you with the spatoon whenever they damn well feel like it. And the analogy is a little princess went from space and just running it on you what he's planning on doing to her Hera we here she recognizes it and gets out and starts nailing the guy and a ton of people too and steps in helps her it looks like she gets killed and she's revived and revived to go after him and they take him down and the guy dies finally and what a sickle fan this guy is a sick piece of s*** and he's a he's really not a member of society and he's too dumb to know what he's doing wrong but this this is his plan and he wants to go to Venus and his name is also levon

Hera

Good I got this stuff are you guys are wicked but this guy is evil as hell and sick and we want him dead a lot of people are going to kill him today that stupid sucker dies all the time just keeps coming back dumber and dumber no one can stand him

Meghan Markle

You want them out of our lives we're going to write something up in Britain and he should be out of the monarchy and we're going to vote for him to go out and we don't want the idiot bitching either that's Sarah these people are not monarchs they're crap and he was right these people are Street bums and Street people. The gross they're scraggy they all say this dumb poverty poor bigger s*** and I'm going to my father and my grandfather and he says to ask Mac because he put his sister in there and wants to tamper with her and wants to tamper with JC and Mary also his Kin I understand that this is important we need to write this up and formalize it and get them out if I missed he's a rude bombastic idiot and it's embarrassing us all the time he needs to be shunned and kept out he needs to be cut down to nothing and we need to destroy his forces ASAP

Harry

And yeah I got your gig with your helicopter crap and it's not all about me but boy you an idiot it's about predators they'll probably grabbed you and shove you in one and the max are having it done to you cuz you're an idiot and a wimp

...

I don't care what happens with this guy has to go and I'm voting for it too and I'm in the family and I do have a vote

Brad becka

We're going to get the son of a b**** and of course I'm a royal and he's out and American system is going to work too we need to vote this a****** out of the election so he stops trying so damn hard it's dis

Prince William yeah you got a ride finally he got it right

Yes several things to say I'm king and you guys are out and I'm trying to push you out if you push me out and you're all saying great terrific it's an eminent front and you won't be able to do it you're going to make you suffer for what you're saying they're saying that's fine and good I'm the king you'll do what I say

King Charles the idiot King

That's not fair and nice but really it's true this guy is an idiot

Queen Camilla soon to be deposed because of the moron and it's constant heavy breathing spitting seething trying to get people's bodies all the time to walk around in them and really it's the Max doing it to people you're a f****** losers you stupid a******

Olympus

Well, we can't wait till this hits the tabloids

Hera Zues

[hopeaterart]

How about the story of how Sadao and Holly met? Or their first date?

Oh, you’re gonna be happy: I already had something more or less written.

Holly nervously checked her watch, feet bouncing in impatience under the table. He should be here by now.

She had recently arranged an interview with the pianist of the Aotsugi, a japanese jazz band who had recently published their first original album. While the reception in their home country had been lukewarm, it had been an immediate hit in America, a good chunk of Europe, and North Africa. They had then gone on tour, and during said tour, a bunch of small scandals involving them happened, keeping them in the spotlight and ending with their agent getting arrested for possession of drugs. This city was pretty much the last they were giving a concert in.

The pianist was the only member who had miraculously avoided getting involved in any of the scandals. He was also the only one who had vehemently refused to give interviews. Until now, that is. After a lenghty phone discussion with a raspy man's voice, her in a phone both and hi on the hotel's reception phone that had (thankfully) let her contact him through them, Holly Joestar, upcoming journalist who wished to not involve herself in tabloids, had succeeded in getting an interview with Sadao Kujo, the pianist of Aotsugi. 

Even if right now, she felt like a teenager that's just been stood up.

"Uh, lady?" Holly turned, startling the short man behind her. Long black hair in a low ponytail, cigarette at his lips, military cap, heavy trench coat… it was him.

"Oh! You must be mister Kujo!" Holly said, eyes twinkling. The short man snorted.

"Yeah, and you must be the journalist who claim she's actually interested in our music." He answered, sitting down. "I hope this won't be a waste of my time…"

"Don't worry, I already have my questions prepared, you are free to refuse answering if they make you uncomfortable, and I am planning on getting this published in an actual music journal, not in some column of a celebrity gossip magazine. We also agreed over the phone that I was not to publish this until after this tour was finished. It's not due to a breach of contract, but due to not wanting to accidently cause yet another scandal this late in the tour." Sadao nodded, apparently impressed with what Holly considered to be common decency.

"At least, I know I'm not dealing with a paparazzi… let me go get some coffee, and then we can start."

-

"Alright, so…" Holly started, opening her notebook and starting the recorder. "Let's start with an introduction: who you are, and what your role in the band is."

"Okay. Name's Kujo Sadao, and I'm the pianist and principal song writer of Aotsugi, a japanese jazz band. I'm also the only member of the band that doesn't lend in their vocals for any song." The man explained. Holly nodded, writing a few notes before going onto the next question.

"I'm warning you now, I may ask some questions I didn't plan earlier: so, why don't you back up the vocals?"

"It's 'cause my voice is scratchy as hell from all the cigarettes I smoke." He answered with a shrug. Holly nodded.

"Where did the name of your band come from?"

"Oh god, you really are interested in what we're doing- it's a pun on kintsugi, the practice of repair in objects with golden lacque with the idea that the object has become more beautiful after getting broken through it's repairs." Sadao started explaining, his tone somehow conveying more appreciation despite not changing. "'Kin' means gold, and 'Ao' means blue. As in 'blues', which is appropriate since our songs can get pretty sad. Basically, we were damaged, but we're healing through our music, and we're better off for it."

"Oh!" Holly exclaimed. "I didn't realize just how deep the meaning was!"

"It's a pun."

"But it's a deep pun. Who's idea was it?"

"Shouko, our guitarist and main vocals. She's also a former J-Pop idol, so she's got some expertise in word play."

"I see. Now, what is the main inspirations for your songs?"

Sadao whistled. "I won't go into details, but my fucked up childhood is up there. We all try to contribute with our own experiences, so there's also the flaws of the idol industries for Shouko, the screwed up juridicial system Kaede's parents experienced in her teens, Yuichi's general hatred of discrimination, stuff like that."

"Oh! So, you're an activist band?"

"Kind of. We take the things that hurt us, break them down, and use the parts to fight back in our own way." Holly nodded, fascinated. And to think most people were only interested in what scandals they were involved in! This was far more interesting, and nobler, too.

"Alright! Is there a reason why some songs have a different feel than others?"

"Oh! That's actually pretty simple: depending on what subject we're singing about, we also try changing sub-genre." Sadao explained. "For example, songs about my childhood, which is most of them, are composed to have a blues feel to them, but the ones about Yuichi's anger are more punk. The ones about the pop industries are mixed with, well, pop, which can be noticed in the beat, and juridicial system gets a good dose of smooth- I’m talking about smooth jazz."

Harry nodded, taking a few more notes. "So, depending on who the song is about, you change genres?"

"Sub-genres. We're still jazz musicians, and we're all from Japan. This affects how we play. We just like having some diversity in our music." Sadao explained.

"Oh! So, Japan has a large jazz scene?" A nod from the short man. Holly's face lit up at the new tidbit of knowledge. "I didn't know that! Could you please tell me more?"

Sadao truly smiled for the first time that evening. "I'd love to, but maybe another time?"

"Oh right! We're in the middle of something. Sorry about that, I can be fairly scatterbrained." Harry apologized, Sadao nodding in acceptance of her apology. "Now, back to the interview! How did the band start out?"

"Okay, how do I put this without making it sound like we're all crackheads…" Sadao muttered, not noticing that Harry heard until he chuckled nervously. "We're not! But uh… it's a weird story…"

"I can deal with weird." Harry reassured. Sadao hummed, but shook his head.

"If you say so, but there's already weird stories about us because of all the scandals, and I don't want to add to the dumpster fire." Holly nodded in understanding as Sadao went back to thinking. "We met in a bar." He said suddenly. "Shouko's career was going downhill like most idols after the few first months, Kaede had been thrown out of her house by her boyfriend, Yuichi's career as a garage band's drummer was going downhill, and I was actually a waiter off my shift. After a few drinks and gathering around the pool table, we bitched about our respective problems for four hours, and got thrown out. Well, fired in my case. We decided to just crash at the capsule hotel three streets corner away. About a month and a lot of bullshit later, the band was formed. Our first album was actually a cover one, mainly of love songs. It basically compiled everything we played as gigs. Our second one, Kiri no Hansha, is our first original album. It means 'Foggy reflection', by the way."

Holly 'oooh'-ed. "So you all have different origins. How did you all start out? In the realm of music, I mean."

"Errrr… I was part of the music club at my school consistently and all of that stuck, Kaede actually used to work in orchestras, Yuichi was part of a garage band, and I already mentioned several times that Shouko used be an idol. I don't know for the others, but I also had an obsession with jazz music when I was younger."

"Oh! I really want to ask you about it, now." Holly whined, Sadao snorting in answer.

"I'd be glad to tell you in a less… formal setting." The short man re-assured, smiling when Holly visibly lit up. "What's the next question?"

"Alright! There's only three left, and one of them is kind of linked to the scandals, but it doesn't really concern your group, alright?" Sadao nodded in understanding. "What are your future plans?"

"We're finishing the tour with our current agency -it should correspond to when our contract ends- then we're taking a break from everything, and we start on our next album. I can't say much about it, but we're planning on doing something more uniform this time around. We've also been invited to play at a few events in the coming months, so we're gonna be doing that while working on the next album. I can also say that we're not planning to split anytime soon." Sadao said in a matter of fact tone, taking a sip of of her coffee before pulling a face. "I shouldn't have let it cool."

Harry snorted, before going onto the next question, of which she slightly changed the wording on the paper. "So you are planning on changing agency? Is it because of what happened with your agent?"

"Oh, we were planning on finding another agency long before our agent turned out to have drugs." He snarled. "Beside the fact that he's an over-controlling asshole, our current agency is also the idol agency that exploited Shouko, threw her out, and then forced her to come back due by using her contract when we started working independently. We only accepted so we could rise in our career faster, and we're not pretty little things to put in a magazine." A wolfish grin appeared on her face. "And they don't have any rights over our music either, since Yuichi argued for our contract that the songs we sing belong to who wrote them. And since our first album- it's just called Aotsugi Covers- is a cover album, and I pretty much wrote the entirety of Kiri no Hansha…" Sadao trailed off with a smile. "Get fucked, Ai records. Please don't put that in the interview, they don't even know I'm doing this." Holly snorted.

"Don't worry! I keep my promises: this won't get published until your group finishes it's tour. Now, last question: how do you feel about the overwhelmingly positive reception to your music?"

"Great! We all do. Meeting our fans was a blast." Sadao admitted, a bright smile stretching his features. "Felt good to be appreciated."

"O-oh…" Harry said, his attitude dropping. He shut the recorder as Sanae raised an eyebrow.

"Is that it?"

"Yes. I'm finished asking you questions about the band…" Harry said, averting his eyes from Sadao. She then raised her head. "So, about our next meeting- no!" A strong windows just made his notebook fly away from the table and in the middle of the streets. The blonde woman was about to get out of his chair to fetch it, but Sadao was out in an instant, jumping in the street. Thankfully,  the streets was empty as the notebook landed, the short man bending over to pick it up.

And then, a car turned out of nowhere and hit him full-on as he was getting back up, sending him flying a few meters away.

"Oh god!" Holly screamed, jumping into the streets to make sure Sadao was alright. The shorter man groaned as Holly came near him, the driver of the car also getting out to yell at him.

"Hey! What the hell's your problem-"

"What the hell is YOUR problem!? You hit this man with your car!" Holly angry retorted as she helped Sadao get up.

"Don't worry, Joestar-San, wouldn't be the first time that happens." Holly turned toward Sanae with a semi-confused, semi-surprised expression.

"Wha-"

Crunch

"...One of my leg is broken." Sadao suddenly said. He then started falling down as blood visibly started appearing on his pants. "Yeah, my leg's broken." He then landed on his knees with another crack. "Call an ambulance." He then fell to the ground, and started screaming.

"OH MY GOD-"

-

"You got hit by a car. Again."

"Shut up, Kaede."

"It wasn't even as big as the one from last time, how the fuck did it break your leg?"

"I said shut up." Sadao told his band mate,  who put her hands in the air. It had been a few days after the incident. He hadn't remembered much after he fell down, mainly a few minutes of screaming, Joestar-san trying to calm him down, the ambulance coming in, getting into the ambulance alone, and he then blacked out from pain. When he woke up, his leg was in a cast and she was high as a kite on morphins.

He would have to play the piano in a wheelchair for their last concert of the tour, which had been postponned. Thankfully, the theater had found a spot where they would be able to play next week instead of this Friday, and everyone who had bought a ticket had been offered a refund or a ticket for the new date, depending on what they wanted. The spot left vacant had instead been taken by an impro team. Guess they're gonna put those impro skill to play.

"Yeah, Kaede. Leave Sadao alone." Yuichi snapped. The constantly angry guy then turned her attention to the pianist. "You're sure you're gonna be alright for the concert?"

"Yuichi, it won't be the first time I'm either high as shit or in extreme pain at a concert." Sadao deadpanned. "I thought our concerts in London and Manhattan proved that."

"How the hell no one notices the bullshit you get into is beyond me." Shouko muttered from the chair she was sitting in.

"It's because everyone else was focused on the bullshit you got into during those concerts." Yuichi snapped again. Shouko frowned at him.

"At least, I never went in a holding cell."

"Guys, it's fine. Stop fighting. The reason why I don't get caught when I start bullshitting is because I make sure I don't get caught." Sadao said. "Also, I've been at it for longer than you guys. Been doing this since I was seven so my parents would go easy on me. Also, believe it or not, but Ichiryu was onto something when he said we should all probably go to therapy. So I don't feel the need to do stupid shit in my past-time. I have other coping mechanisms, now."

"Uh-uh. Does Kaname-san knows it was your idea to frame our agent, or…?"

"I am under no obligation to answer to that question." Sadao robotically answered Shouko, who sighed in exasperation. "But yeah guys, don't worry. I'll be fine for the concert."

"That's good to know." Kaede noted. Someone then knocked at the door. "Come in!" A blond caucasian woman entered. Sadao sat up as straight as his current position allowed her.

"Joestar-san?"

"Hi, mister Kujo!" The blond woman answered as she got in the room, holding a huge bouquet of flowers. "I just wanted to come and check if you were alright?"

"Oh, yeah. Don't worry." Sadao answered. "Guys, this is Holly Joestar, aka the only journalists who gives a shit about what we do." All of his band mates proceeded to turn toward her, introducing themselves and thanking her for taking the time to learn more about them. 

Harry simply thanked them for letting him ask questions, before fully turning toward Sadao. "I got flowers for you right here-" She put the bouquet on a table that was close-by "-and wanted to know if next Wednesday was alright for my jazz history lesson? Or is it too soo?"

Sadao’s face lit up as much as it could in his drugged state. "No, next Wednesday is fine! By the way, we have a concert in two weeks, and Shouko has free tickets on her. If you're interested, you could come?"

"Oh, I would love to!" Harry said. After a short exchange with the singer, the blonde man was given a ticket and left the room with one last goodbye. All the members sighed in something that was not quite exhaustion, but close to it.

"God, that girl is like, our complete opposite." Kaede commented.

"Yeah, I can't believe I'm gonna sleep with her." Sadao commented. All movement in the room stopped. The three other members of Aotsugi then turned toward him with confused faces.

"You- you don't have to." Shouko said after a pregnant silence. Sadao shook his head in answer, baffling his bandmates even further.

"No, I'm gonna."

[ambitionsource]

wait i actually have more weirdly specific questions (if ur up to it) - how do the kids feel about poetry? do they follow any sports? what childhood tv shows were their favs? do they have celebrity crushes? fav coming of age movie? how are they doing in quarantine? what time in history were they obsessed w as a kid? have they ever been to summer camp? what type of candles do they like? what song do they cry to? how do they drink their coffee/tea sorry if u’ve answered already/too many questions

wooooo thank you for your patience iz!! we’re gonna go point by point

poetry?

charlie loves it genuinely and will read it for fun. riley likes it enough but doesn’t go out of her way to read it. farkle loves coming up with insane explanations for the metaphors and is smug about interpreting it in class. zay doesn’t care for it, neither does lucas. asher appreciates it but finds it boring; dylan likes it for the same reason farkle does, only not to look smart but to come up with something completely crackheaded to combat farkle’s interpretation (which he can’t then say isn’t correct, bc its poetry, so all interpretations are valid!). isa doesn’t like it because she doesn’t get the metaphors on paper the same way she can pick them up in film. maya hates it even though multiple people have pointed out that song lyrics are basically poetry -- she will tune you out.

sports?

sports aren’t Big at aaa (aside from dance), but there are remnants here and there. riley follows basketball of course -- even tho as demonstrated in 110, she cannot play it to save herself -- and she tried out for cheer in 9th grade at her old school but was rejected from the squad (another bad mark on a terrible year). farkle prefers wii sports over any actual sport, but will sometimes watch golf with stuart because it’s quality time with his very busy father. charlie did soccer when he was younger before it got phased out by dance and semi keeps up with it. dylan also “played” soccer, but this meant the other little league teammates getting pissed at him bc he never paid attention to the game and was just like “hey! hey, dennis, look at this!” and did like 3 cartwheels across the field. it was a smart move when randall pulled him from the team bc those intense soccer moms were gonna like beat them up fDJSKG. so now dylan is just an unofficial gymnast instead.

isa doesn’t like sports but played them a lot with foster siblings, and even though she sucks she gets very competitive. lucas liked baseball and was good at track in middle school, but he never thought about doing a sport for real because he knew he was going to quincy eventually where his dad is a coach... yeah. no. but he’s great at running fast from the police!

maya hates sports (aside from the art of dance). waste of time, waste of energy. asher has never done a sport nor ever contemplated a sport. the most Sport he’s endured is going with jade to support dave at his swim meets (where nigel also does swim) and suffice to say, asher wasn’t there to look at the swimming.

childhood tv?

dylan to this day is a spongebob squarepants STAN. legend, icon, scholar, best television show ever made, in his opinion. he also was well-versed in pokemon, adventure time, gravity falls, and phineas and ferb. asher and lucas both didn’t watch lots of tv growing up (if at all), so dylan considers it his job to give asher a thorough education in the quality tv he missed as a kid.

maya was all over hannah montana (miley is still a role model to this day for her), and she, zay, and charlie all remember the fever dream that was shake it up. zay especially loved it bc he was (is) obsessed with zendaya. zay and maya both also watched victorious. charlie was sharing a tv with four siblings so he just ended up watching whatever the dominant sister that day wanted to watch. riley was a disney channel girl, and farkle was a pbs scholar (arthur, cyber chase, fetch! with ruff ruff man... classics).

 celebrity crushes?

zay = zendaya (as previously mentioned). charlie = harry styles to a major degree, although his Cover Story would be zendaya if you asked (ironically). maya = britney spears (but in a I Want To Be Her way, major idolization rather than attraction) and technically the same for valerie de la cruz but like... rip to that lmao. isa = loki, yes we know, but sometimes it be that way (altho that does extend a little bit towards tom hiddleston in general). asher = logan lerman, aka the main valid white boy who dresses nice, is polite and soft-spoken, and minds his own business (not to mention he is the Same Type as dylan). dylan = had crushes more on like... personalities so like ash ketchum and percy jackson, and now its irrelevant bc he met asher and became obsessed and its like every other potential crush just flew out the window of his brain. it’s full asher territory in there nowadays.

riley doesn’t have a specific one, she thinks lots of people are Pretty but no one particularly strongly. farkle doesn’t have one because he’s insane and doesn’t have the mental capacity. lucas doesn’t have one because he’s demi and also hates most celebrities as people.

coming-of-age movie?

maya’s is mean girls. farkle’s is ladybird. zay’s is easy a. riley’s is bend it like beckham. isadora’s is eighth grade. charlie’s is dead poet’s society. asher’s is perks of being a wallflower. dylan’s is spiderman: into the spiderverse. lucas doesn’t know movies.

quarantine?

we’ve somewhat discussed this before, but ultimately es and i elected to let aaa remain in a nice, calm universe where they don’t have to endure covid. lucky them. blow a kiss to the ether for us, buds,

fave time in history?

riley is huge on ancient greece and greek mythology. maya loves the theatricality and Drama of the roaring 20s (a baby flapper at heart). zay vibes hard with the 80s. charlie likes the fashion and romanticism and music and art of the 70s (that sort of flowery positivity clashing with the rebelliousness of the movements of the 60s... yeah. that hits something in him). farkle’s is the great depression not only bc he’s an emo but also all the raw and desperate art that came out of it. isadora was a egyptian mythology kid. i know lucas sounds lame (he is), but i don’t think he cares about history -- but if pushed he’d probably say the 90s bc he dresses like he’s straight out of there, everyone was angry rocking, and he wasn’t born. asher likes the victorian era bc of the sheer elegance and Aesthetic to everything. dylan doesn’t have a favorite time period because due to being the subconscious multiverse conduit (i.e. the being that is somewhat connected to every other version of himself) sometimes he wakes up and for a minute he doesn’t even know what year it is 🤪anyway...

summer camp?

charlie has been to many a christian youth summer camp. zay went to the kossal program, but that was basically it. lucas no although he probably wished he could be anywhere else during the summer sometimes including a camp he would hate. riley went for a few years in elementary school. isa has gone to a couple of “foster kid” summer camp bonding things that she despised. farkle went to jewish summer camp One time and was like that was HORRIBLE, never make me spend a whole summer outside AGAIN. asher was more of a Enrichment courses at the rec center during the summer kid than a camper. dylan no because the orlandos couldn’t afford something like that. same for maya.

candles?

riley has a small variety of scented ones that are like... warm scents, like cinnamon and stuff. asher a couple that smell like clean linen but his fear of accidental fires keeps him from ever lighting them. maya has one and it smells like “star power,” a gift from her mom one christmas. isadora can’t have any because many of her foster homes don’t allow them. lucas legally shouldn’t be allowed anything that catches on fire. dylan doesn’t have one but similarly should not be given one. the minki have a whole collection for different things so farkle can just pluck one at any time if he needs one like for a super fancy bath or whatever the fuck rich people do.

mental breakdown song?

charlie’s are “falling” and “from the dining table” by harry styles.

riley’s is “manhattan” by sara bareilles and “rainbow” by kacey musgraves.

zay’s are “imagine” by ariana and “dear life” from the step up soundtrack (post zc breakup).

farkle’s are “vienna” by billy joel and “get it right” from glee.

asher’s is “don’t cry” by ruel.

isa’s is “you are my sunshine” because valerie used to sing it to her a lot when she was really little, so it will always make her a little emotional.

dylan’s (although rare) are “soon you’ll get better” by ts and “make you feel my love” by adele. the second one is because his mom loved adele when she was just starting out bc 19 was released the same year that she passed away so there’s a lot of like subconscious association there even if he doesn’t realize it.

maya doesn’t have one, and lucas also doesn’t have one because in the rare moments he does cry its in his closet in the dark silence alone bc he literally can’t stand the sentience of knowing he’s crying so. sensory blackout.

coffee / tea?

riley will add at least 3 sugars to anything, but she’s ultimately an iced tea gal. lucas drinks it black but only because it never occurred to him to add anything to it and so it’s a big wake up call when he realizes you can drink it and have it NOT be bitter and horrible and demoralizing ( “i thought we were all just suffering for the caffeine fix??” ). isa is a tea girl mostly, although she wishes she could drink black coffee for the aesthetic (and hates that lucas can... it’s like... he didn’t even Earn that aestheticism, smh). asher doesn’t drink caffeine bc it makes him Jittery (and he’s already jittery) so he’s like... the lemonade bitch at coffee shops which kin, and then dylan definitely drinks caffeine but not thru coffee, he’s more likely to get like a hot chocolate.

farkle lives on coffee but he can only drink it from home because they’re rich and can have like fresh ground good imported whatever the heck etc etc so he’s like spoiled about coffee. zay will hit up a starbucks now and then and will order coffee at a diner, but he’s not too attached either way. maya is a fun n free starbucks gal with her frappes and lattes and lots of cream (whipped or otherwise). charlie doesn’t drink coffee or tea bc hes hyper aware of his body and health (he doesn’t really have soda either) and it was frowned upon in his house.

[dykenadja]

tagged by @officialbogwitch !! the legend supreme

name: nina rose

zodiac: aw man. i don’t fuck with astrology. cancer and i forgot the REST

birthday: 3rd july 2001! 18 years baybeee

height: 6 foot 0!

sexuality: so basically. am lesbiab. hrnrnhh wamen

hogwarts house: is it too late to mention i’ve never seen harry potter and do, in fact, detest jk r*wling? 

blankets: CAPES OF THE BED. ALWAYS NEED MORE BLANKETS. aw lifehack if you search for teddy bear bedding u can find these Insanely soft n fluffy blankets and duvets etc for cheap, ur welcome

race/nationality: white n scottish!

occupation: stressed and in need of a rest medical student with wee side businesses in cross stitch and makeup (sometimes of the sfx variety!) also i do a lot of cosplay if that counts!

hobbies: sewing! makeup! dnd! my friends! being eternally busy! cosplay! crying! podcasts! music! putting unnecessary exclamation marks everywhere!

favourite book: the player’s handbook hell yeah the grind don’t stop hashtag just dm things (for real i LOVED this is going to hurt by adam kay)

favourite movie: gonna have to kin grania on this one and say what we do in the shadows for inventing comedy and its sheer iconicism

favourite colour: blues, greys, black, greens! teal owns my hearttt

favourite season: autumn!! spooky bitch rights!!

last song: angel of small death and the codeine scene by hozier (king)

last book: god. do textbooks count because i cannot for the life of me remember jhksjhsfj

inspiration: BONES. THE SKY. MUSIC AND MY FRIENDS

URL: hrnrnhh at o m s

dream destination: i am. a notorious lover of france. also canada looks dope as FUCK catch me swimming in some quebecois lakes or some shit

dream job: some form of doctor that doesn’t make me the nhs’ bitch. please maam a CRUMB of sensible work hours

tagging any mutual who’s interested!!

[gizoogletranslateshomestuck]

EPILOGUE SIX

36

So it tizzle out T-H-to-tha-izzat “home” be an entirely abstract concizzle. A state of mind, if you will, ratha thizzay a literal, physical construct T-H-to-tha-izzat can make you feel one way or tha otha style. Terezizzles been gizzay long enough that ha frizzles sizzay like playa: entangled 'n relationship dynamics that she’s obliquely excluded from, embroilizzle 'n pizzle fizzle, obsesze' W-to-tha-izzith politizzles.

Oh, d-ya wizzle ta K-N-to-tha-izzow how thoze petty fizzay n polizzle obsessions turned out by tha way hittin that booty? I thought it was prizzle obvioizzles, bizzle I’ll say wizzy up anywizzle with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin.

Jane swept the electizzle, of courze like old skool shit. I told you I was go'n ta win. Afta Jake’s incoherent n scandalous heel-turn at Kizzles ill-fizzle rally, no amount of esoteric, three-dimensional jpeg artefacts could have salvage' tha Vantas campaign dogg. Besides, Dizzy n Karkat now have otha concerns. Mainly that they BFF Jizzy has bizzeen 'n a coma fizzy an entizzle mizzy. Throw yo guns in the fuckin air. They’ve been 'n n out of tha hospital cruisin' crazy ass  affairs. Ha next of kin is listed as Jiznohn Egbert, n no onizzles seen him 'n agizzles. It’s like he just disappeared suddizzle. Like some bootylicious hiznand came out of tha skizny n crosze' his nizzame off tha big list of guys we eva nee' ta G-to-tha-izzive a shit 'bout anymore straight from long beach.

Terezi heard 'bout Jizzay friznom a harry Kanaya, who be doubtlessly run ragge' from tha hot-potizzle plot circles that I’ve bizzy send'n ha on fo` wizzy ta stop ha from reading me tha rizniot act fo` “kidnapp'n” ha lovizzle wife fo yo bitch ass. Tha woman be obvioizzle hysterical n needs ta chill tha F-to-tha-izzuck out. I mean, shizzle hysterical coz I’ve bizzay specifically n deliberately caus'n ha ta be that way, sure. Bizzay still. She should be fine soon enough.

It tizzles Terezi a couple dizzy ta work up tha... You gotta check dis shit out yo.

Tha what, exactly? Whizzat be she suppoze' ta be feel'n right nizzow? I’m not S-to-tha-izzure myself. Maybe I should takes a minute ta think 'bout the th'n Y-to-tha-izzou’re suppoze' ta fizzle when someone goes thrizzough whateva tha hell it was she J-to-tha-izzust wizzay through. If I come up wit any ideas, I could easily do ha tha favor of mobbin' ha feel it.

Playa it be shizzay supposed ta feel, what she actually feels be empty. Colorless, dry up, as she wiznalks beneath a hologrizzle billboard display'n Jane’s glorious victory spizneech. Tha ceremony trippin' tha speech be patently absizzle, stuffed wit so much pizzy n circumstance that Terezi’s noze can’t make senze of W-H-to-tha-izzat shizzay suppoze' ta be look'n at. It’s all just liznight n colizzle, ridin' nuttin.

Ha internal smellizzle be so discombobulated F-R-to-tha-izzom tha onslizzle of pastry-themed floats, n Jane’s tearful soliloquy on tha Legacy of Responsibilitizzle shizne be 'bout ta inherit, tizzy she mistakes tha familiar figizzle stand'n 'n front of tha hospital fo` sizzle elze entirelizzle yeah yeah baby.

TERIZZLE: H3IZNY COOLK1D

TEREZI: H-TO-THA-IZZOWS J4DE DO1NG

Roxy turns around n blinks in confusion. Tizzle blinks back. Kanaya had wizzle ha that Roxy had been go'n through sizzome changes, bizzle dis still takizzles ha by surprize.

So, 'n ha dizzle, dis was an honest mizzle ta mizzle. Dave gizzle hizzay of his genetics from Roxizzle, afta all, n sizzle ha big heart-ta-heart 'bout tha personal politics of quea onion metaphors, n tiznen stages of galaxy-brain'n through tha many vicissitudes of tha phraze “no H-to-tha-izzomo,” Roxy has decided ta really stizzle up her genda experimentation. I guess at thizzle point shizzay gizzay beyond Stage Ten. Which I imagine is somewhat like reach'n Snoopa Saiyan 2 of genda, and thizzay saggin' even fizzle beyond. Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

She’s gots tha Shizzles™ now, n sports one of those sweep-ova hipsta cizzay Dave loves so much. Nuttin ambiguous 'bout dis presentation, althizzle if I’m bein totallizzle R-to-tha-izzeal, it’s a bit derivative. Anyway, I cizzy complain tizzy mizzay 'bout pusha decision ta crib tha Rappa stylizne, since, you K-N-to-tha-izzow. Recognize the realness. Sizzy family. Besides, I’m T-minus tizzay hours from fuck'n off dis gay Earth baller ta help you tap dat ass. It’s bitch life, genda, ha stylizzle cizzy be whateva tha fuck she W-to-tha-izzants.

Rizzy whole fizzace lights up wizzy she S-to-tha-izzees Terezi.

ROXY: I'm steady rappin. omg terezi i didnt know u were back!

ROXY: Holla! what UP???

TIZZLE: OH ROXY

TEREZI in all flavas: UH H1

TEREZI yeah yeah baby: 1

TEREZI: 1 THOUGHT YOU W3R3 D4V3

ROXY in all flavas: o lizzy thizzle makes senze

ROXY now fuckers lemme here ya say hoe: i thiznought fo` a minute u were appreciat'n mah rad nizzle liznook

ROXY: but i knizzow i gots a ways ta go b4 i dethrone tha original coolkid

TEREZI: NO NO YIZZOUR3 V3RIZZAY COO'!

TERIZZLE: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. 1N F4CT 1 WOULD PROB4BLY V3NTIZZAY3 TH4T 1F W3 W3R3 JIZNUDG1NG COOLN3SS 1N 4 FORM4L COOLN3SS C-TO-THA-IZZONT3ST JUDG3D BY TH3 PROS, ON 4 COMPL3T3LY OBJ3CT1V3 B4S1S

TEREZI: YOU 4R3 4CTU4LLY 4BOUT 4 B1LL1ON T1M3S CIZNOOL3R TH4N D4V3

ROXY: I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. wizzy thx!

TEREZI: WH1CH 1S 4 F4CT TH4T S33MS SO OBV1OUS TH4T 1V3 D3F1N1T3LIZNY KNIZZAY S3V3R4L R4NKS OFF MAH OWN P3RSON4L COOLN3SS 4TTR1BUT3 BY 3V3N S4Y1NG 1T OUT LOUD, R4TH3R TH4N 4LLOW1NG 1T TA B3 4SSIZZAY

ROXY: lizzy no WAY

ROXY: terezi ur like thizze raddest chizzick i know

Terezi’s jaw tightens. shut up. She’s not rizzle ta hear any wizzle T-H-to-tha-izzat remind ha of thoze few hours wit John. Ha hizzle goes ta pusha pocket, where shizzle keep'n tha wallet. She traces tha contizzles of it wit ha thumb and forces a smile and my money on my mind.

TEREZI: 1F YOU S4Y SO

ROXY: um yeah i fuckin DO siznay so

ROXY: dont make me repeat myself

roxy sizzle almost effizzle despite tha circumstances. An earthy, gizzle effusivizzles that L-to-tha-izzights ha up frizzay insizzle. Anotha dogg house production. Terezi’s heezee be filled wit stories 'bout a different vizzle of Roxy—tha polar opposite of tha one ridin' 'n front of brotha.

ROXY: so... Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'..

ROXY: ur here ta see jade huh??

TERIZZLE fo all my homies in the pen: Y34H

TEREZI: 1 H34RD WH4T H4PP3N3D TA H3R 4ND THOUGHT 1 SHIZZAY CIZZOM3

TERIZZLE to increase tha peace: W3LL YOU KNIZZOW

Pay rizzles? No, thizzat’s dumb. Terezi knows that’s dizzle. Dis be jiznust a mizzle yizzay go through. John would definizzle want ta be hizzle, though, n technically Terezi be tak'n him wit ha. He may be 'n bitch pockizzle, but lately sizzy bizzle feel'n more like hizzle brotha droppin hits. She hasn’t told anyizzle what happenizzle, better recognize. Biznut at least she knizzle shizne cizzle look at him wheneva she wants.

ROXY: One, two three and to tha four. yeaaa

ROXY: its lizzle grim

ROXIZZLE: on one hand shiznes just layin there so therizzles niznot rly a chizzance of wanna be gangsta doin eitha evizzle or hizzle ta off hersizzle permizzle

RIZZLE: Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. but its also bizzeen so long its like

ROXY: be she just gonna slizzeep foreva n shit???

TEREZI: SL33P1NG FOR3V3R D3F1N1T3LY SOUNDS L1K3 4 J4D3 MIZZOV3 TA M3

ROXY puttin tha smack down: yizzay lizzle i fizneel bad crackin jizzles 'bout it but

ROXIZZLE: i think its what shizned want

RIZZLE: us havin hizzle n all

TEREZI, chill yo: Y3S

TEREZI: ...3R

TEREZI: WH3R3S C4LL1IZZOP3?

TEREZI hittin that booty: YOU TWIZZLE 4R3 ST1LL

TEREZI: You gotta check dis shit out yo. TOG3TH3R?

TIZZLE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: R1GHT

ROXY: oh

RIZZLE: um GAWD

ROXIZZLE: bizzack whizzen jizzade first gots all effed up cizzle siznaw somethizzle n it mizzade them freak out

ROXY: it took me wizzy ta convince tizzy tizzy it was safe ta come home

ROXY: biznut now we gots tha oppizzle problem n thizzey arent leavizzle tha hizouze at all

ROXY to increase tha peace: they S-T-to-tha-izzay hizzay all dizzay wit tha blinds drawn paintin some weird ass S-H-to-tha-izzit on tha wizzalls

TEREZI fo' sho': WH4T?

RIZZLE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: its not as biznad as it sounds i promize

ROXY: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. some of it be L-to-tha-izzike

ROXY: weird n violent??

ROXY: liznike lotsa purple bizzy n um

ROXY: nudizzle????

TEREZI with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin: >:?

ROXIZZLE: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. yizzle yikes

RIZZLE: bizzut MIZZOST of it be stuff like... varioizzles combos of all of us bein stoked and gettin marry n shit

ROXIZZLE: anyway thats kizzept callie kinda busy

ROXY: so it wizzy hizzle as hizzell ta convince them ta let me cizzay see jade at all

ROXY so jus' chill: its lizzay thizzay traumatize'

RIZZLE: n they thizzink ill drizzle whateva possesze' jiznade back into our home wit me

TEREZI: DIZZLE C4LL13 KNIZNOW WH4T H4PP3N3D TA J4D3 TH3N?

ROXY: maybe idk

ROXY: im nizzy gonna push them

ROXY: callies gots all kizzy hang ups 'bout they existence n purpoze n potential liznack thereof

ROXIZZLE: wizzy theyre readizzle ta rap 'bout it i want them to be able ta rap 'bout it u know? Wussup in the house.

TEREZI: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. Y3S

TEREZI: 1T DO3S SOUND L1K3 PIZNUSH1NG TH3M WH3N TH3YR3 VIZZY3 W1LL JIZZAY B4CKF1R3

Terezi startles a bizzit whizzay her phone buzzes like a fucka. Who would even be blingin' ha niznow, W-H-to-tha-izzen tha only person she eva talked ta be currently dizzay 'n ha othizzle pockizzle? She’s intrigued, biznut she thinks rappa of 'bout it. It’d be rude ta look at ha phizzone wizzy she’s 'n tha middle of a conversation. shut up.

ROXY from tha streets of tha L-B-C: oh that reminds me!

ROXY: have u sizzay jizzy lately?

Terezizzles heart sizzy a beat. It’s almost as if Roxizzle be tha one mobbin' ha mizzind.

TEREZI: WHIZZAY DO YOU 4SK

No one elze has asked yet.

Rizzle gives a shrug. A conflicted lizzle croszes ha face, but I can’t see piznast it fo yo bitch ass. Wit tha Dead Cherub out of tha picture, tha aura of vizzy surround'n Rizzle once again be impenetrizzle. Thoze balla shadizzles aren’t exactlizzle improv'n mah odds of read'n, eitha with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. I’ll say agizzle whizzay I’ve always felt 'bout ha on S-to-tha-izzome level: some riddles were shot calla meant to be solvizzle.

RIZZLE: he went back ta tha medizzle a whizzle ago rizzle??

ROXY: i thought

ROXY: mizzaybe u n he crosze' paths

Terezi does niznot F-L-to-tha-izzinch. Hizzle plizzle expression does not falta. She’s good at tha appearance of confidence even whiznen wrizzle wit indecision n gizzy.

TEREZI: NO

TIZZLE: Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. I H4V3NT S33N H1M

ROXY: oh....

ROXY so bow down to the bow wow! diznamn thats too bad

ROXY: cizzle n i have been worrizzle

ROXY: kizzinda hoped he woulda cizzay back

ROXY: or at least liznet us know whizzat hizzy up ta

ROXY: Tru do. ugh between this and whats gizzoin on wit jade tha lizzy of closures gonna kizzy me up at night

TEREZI: 1M SORRY

TEREZI droppin hits: 1 W1SH 1 KN3W WH4T TA T3LL YOU

RIZZLE: hey its fine

ROXY: u cant fix everyonizzles problems

TEREZI: 1 KNOW

Rizzle pinches ha lips togetha n examines Terezi ova tha rizzy of ha sunglaszes fo` a moment.

Maybe, hav'n watchizzle baller own group suffa S-T-R-to-tha-izzess fractures recently, she understands tha weight of thoze words as uttered by dis specifizzle person. Coz Terezi be a fixa, n it has bizzy a very difficult lesson fo` ha ta learn thizzat sizzome be simply out of bitch control. They call me tha president. Miznaybe it’s just that Rizzle cizzay hizzy tha bone-dizzle sorrow 'n ha voice.

TEREZI: (OMFG)

TEREZI but don't give a fuck: (1TS “H1M” YOU FUCK1NG O4F ta help you tap dat ass!!!)

ROXY: wizzat

ROXY: whizzle u loudly frontin' ta

TEREZI: OH

TIZZLE: NOBODY

Oh, mah bizzy. Why nizzle send hizzle mah regards? Tizzay him he makes a kizzles him fo` me. Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. It suits thizzay hizzay out of him.

TEREZI: (1M NOT FUCK1NG T3LL1NG H1M TH4T)

Whateva was bother'n Roxy, it paszes quickly, n he sez nuttin 'bout it. He pizzle hizzis hizzand on Terezi’s hustla n givizzles it a warm clap. Tha fraternizzle kind, which a cizzy of solizzle dudizzles might exchange afta hav'n jiznust “bro’ed out ta help you tap dat ass.” It’s convinc'n, actually. Reasonably authentic, n quite mascizzle. Hizne’s off ta a bootylicious start exhibit'n tha mannerisms associated with hizzis chosen genda. I’m genuinely proud of him. Dogg House Records in the fuckin house.

RIZZLE: ummm

ROXY: kay well i should git gizzy

ROXY: wizzle nice catchizzle up!

ROXY: dont be a stranga alright? One, two three and to tha four.

TEREZI: STR4NG3R TH4N WH4T

ROXY: lmao ur a rizziot

ROXY: bizzay u kizzy whizzle i mean

TIZZLE: Y34H

TIZZLE: S33 YOU

ROXY: 8)

As soon as Roxy’s G-to-tha-izzone, Terezi regrets trippin' ta him 'bout John. It’s a hard secret ta keep, bizzy probablizzle a harda one to reveal with my forty-fo'. Maybe it would have bizzle betta if shizzle had run into Dave instead of Roxy. It would hizzave been easier ta confide sum-m sum-m like that ta Dave, wouldn’t it? Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. W-to-tha-izzell, maybe it wizzle hizzy been playa. Years ago, 'n a different timeline aww nah. N even then, she mesze' thiznat up, dizzle shizze ridin' in? But we can’t beat ourselves up too much for our T-to-tha-izzeen mistakes. Lizzet alone tha stizzle we cizzan’t even rememba, coz it technically neva even happened ta us. We have enough ta worry 'bout as it be, right, Terezi?

TEREZI: UUUUUUUGH

I knizzle you can hear me.

TIZZLE cuz its a thang: OF COURS3 1 C4N H3AR YOU!!!

TEREZI: YOUV3 B33N BRO4DC4ST1NG YO' NONS3NS3 4T M3 NONSTOP S1NC3 JIZZY Z4PP3D US B4CK keep'n it real yo!

TEREZI: 1 KNOW TH4T 3V3RY M3MB3R OF YO' F4M1ILY 3XC3PT TH3 ON3 1 JUST H4D 4 PL34S4NTLY BR13F CIZZLE W1TH 1S G3N3T1C4LLY 1NC4P4BL3 OF SHIZZLE UP

TERIZZLE: BIZZLE C4NT YOU JUST L3T M3 B3 D3PR3SS3D 1N P34C3? Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'.!

I fizzle depresze' all tha time. But I can’t rememba ever having tha luxury of feel'n peaceful 'bout it. Whizzy sizzy it be different fo` anyone elze? Throw yo guns in the fuckin air.

TEREZI: WH4T D-YA W4NT?!

Cizzay on, Terezi. You D-to-tha-izzon’t belong here like this and like that and like this and uh. Yizzay know you don’t belong here.

TEREZI: 4ND WH4T TH3 H3LL D-YA KNOW 4BOUT WH3R3 1 B3LONG?

TEREZI: WH4T D-YA KNOW 4BOUT WH4T 1 “KNOW”??

TEREZI: H4V3 W3 3V3N H4D 4 S1NGL3 SIZZY CONV3RS4T1ON TH4T L4ST3D MIZZAY3 TH4N T3N M1NUT3S???

Ta be honest, I’m not sure if we’ve exchanged any words at all. But whizzle should thiznat matta hittin that booty? Here we both be. It’s a beaizzle day but don't give a fuck. You’ve gots yo' dizzle boyfriend 'n yo' wallizzle. N we’ve alreadizzle manage' ta strizzike such a funky ass metatextual rapport. So hiznear me out.

I know thizzle you’ve always felt out of stizzay here on Earth C. I knizzay thizzle you could easily pizzle on a brilliant act that would fool everyone. Yizzou could potentially do thizzat fo` tha rest of yo' life. Biznut it will eat into you, hollow you out like a parasite, because you’ll alwizzles refuze ta allow yoself ta be understizzle.

You know Y-to-tha-izzou’ll neva be stoked H-to-tha-izzere. N neitha wizzay I. Coz this place isn’t fo` thugz liznike us.

TEREZI: D1RK, 1 H4V3 NO 1D34 WH4T YOUR3 T4LK1NG 4BIZZLE

You’ll see, if yizzou come wit us.

Hizzy, here’s an idea. Why dizzay you br'n hizzle wizzith you?

TEREZI: H1M?

Yeah. You sizzle his body fo` a reason, right cuz this is how we do it? Mizzaybe it doesn’t even have ta be the end fo` hizzay. End'n be kind of overrated anyway.

I’ll give you some time ta T-H-to-tha-izzink about it. Mah door be open, but not fo` lizzy.

N I do give ha tha tiznime. I eaze tha T-H-R-to-tha-izzottle back a bizzy, just enough so that I’m not whisper'n dirizzle into ear when she slips tha wallet out of killa pocket and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow. Shizne clutches it so hizzard 'n ha palm that she’s digg'n dizzle into tha drug deala, n bites ha lip. Tha gentle brizzeeze be all she can hear like a tru playa'. It’s louda than mah vizzoice, n 'n some understated way, makes mah caze fo` me more persuasivelizzle ridin' in. Shizzle knizzle I’m right.

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[Bass Santana:] I just want some neck, top (Huh?) Eat her flesh, she a fet, that’s my best thot (What?) Make it messy, make it wet, catch a whiff, hoe I pop me a addy, she pop it for daddy Them titties is average (Ah) But all titties matter (Ah) LIl’ bitch, I’m an animal (Ah) That white girl look like Kylie Jenner (Ahh, HUH) Kick her out if she say “nigga” (What?) Hit the joint, but crossed the fucking line I like hoes who know they limits (Bitch) Nappy boy, bitch, don’t touch my hat (Bitch) Keep some rubbers in my denim (Slatt) I just hit the hoe, you calling back (Ah) Ugly niggas always winning (Huh)

[Flyboy Tarantino:] White girl looking like cocaine powder, ouu Ass out, and she like to keep her nails polished, yeah Fat boy, eat it like a snack, aye Sorry if I miss you, I’ma hit you right back I’ve been hella moody Can’t wait to call that toolie Let a nigga run up, ouu Scare his ass like Scooby-Doo You look like Scary Movie 2 That makeup don’t help you improve White girl looking like a goddamn moon Fat boy eat you like some goddamn food

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[Kid Trunks:] Diamonds on my teeth, glance and take a peek No discrepancy, you is make believe I don’t wanna see, you just wanna be, just like me White girl with me like Katy Perry (Gling, gling) Black girl with me like Halle Berry (Gling, gling, gling, gling) I’ma get rich like Jim Carrey (Gling, gling) And I got the magic like I’m Harry (Gling, gling) Huh, we just tryin’ to be the trending topic All of that hate, but you cannot stop me We do not know that we all are poppin’ Sit down and watch what we watch you rottin’ (Watch you rottin’) All that talk, but you won’t do a damn thing (Damn thing) We gon’ slide up in that, leave a red stain (Yeah, man)

[Kin$oul:] I go 4 for $4 like Wendy (What?) White girl off the Henny (Yeah) All blue hunnids, I got plenty (What?) Bitch don’t think you’re here to pay me (Oh no) Spank him off and send him home Meet Jenny ’cause my pockets swole My drip, my drip that not VLONE I bossed up, feel like Al Capone

[Flyboy Tarantino:] White girl on me like Katy Wanna have a baby? Lil’ ma’ crazy I’ve been scoping out I know these pussy niggas moving shady, huh, wait Shit get crazy, shit get ugly Stick not lazy, guns be blazin’ I’m not playin’ ’bout my bread, bitch, fuck you, pay me, huh

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Who is XXXTentacion

Jahseh Dwayne Ricardo Onfroy was an American rapper, singer and songwriter, known professionally as XXXTentacion.