#and scott is eugh

[satellites-halo]

people saying scott cawthon is as bad as joanne rowling is weird to me I do not get it. where was all this backlash before the movie??? it feels kind of like people just don't like seeing others have fun and are tryna justify it through the shitty stuff scott did

[tubbytarchia]

I'm bloody and sweaty and still don't know how to scale people!!!! But I'm done drawing all the lifers so now I have a reference for animation as needed wahoo!! Also boss mobs because I'll need them too

[larvamars]

felt silly with this one

[awnrii]

(at the very last minute) happy pride guys

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

got murdered by nostalgia cuz of some slimes ack

[these-godforsaken-halls]

listen i will be the first to say that we need to stop harassing cc's about their opinions on shipping and stuff. leave them alone keep it awayyy from them keep it out of their public spaces

that said.

finding out on stream that scott smajor himself ships scarian rpf and in fact considers them significantly more husband-coded ooc than ic? he thinks the ONLY reason a viewer can't see them as husbands is because they don't know scar and grian irl like scott does? funniest thing to EVER happen

[down-thedrain]

but what if he wasnt entirely dead ahahahahaha

[philtatosbuck]

anyway i saw in the notes of a post that "stiles charmed peter in season one [whereas scott didn't]" and it's so interesting to see people in real life be manipulated in the way a character tried to manipulate another character (which didn't work??)

[kymera219]

Pretty sure Peter regrets biting McFailure constantly 🤣

so like, are we ready yet to talk about how Scott McCall was literally the worst person Peter could've turned, or are we still ignoring that?

[silverzoomies]

quickie 22 please please please🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Peter Maximoff/Reader drabble: ⚡"Shh, just a little more..."⚡ warnings: dilf!peter, wardrobe malfunctions, awkward boners. this one isn't as filthy as it could be. sorry! i'll try and make the next ones extra filthy as compensation 💗

In one of the mansion’s guest bathrooms, Peter tugs the useless zipper of his dress pants.

Tonight’s the big night. Some millionaire humans are hosting another boring party. Big name politicians. Or business managers. Or whatever. Who the hell knows? Peter sure doesn’t. The last thing he wants is to attend another fancy affair. But Charles told the team it was mandatory. If only to make a positive impression on humans.

Eugh. Peter can’t stand that kinda shit. Playing kiss ass for a bunch of rich assholes. Elitist pricks who don’t care whether mutants live or die. On nights like this, Peter almost sympathizes with his absent father’s extremist mentality.

The team are all dressed up in expensive suits and glittery gowns. They wait together in the entrance hall. Five and half minutes passed since Peter insisted he’d be ready to go.

And, see, he didn’t mean to come back so late tonight.

He only wanted to spend as much time with his daughter as possible. Right down to the last second, Peter immersed himself completely in Luna’s little world. It’s not his fault he rarely gets to see her. His ex Crystal keeps him at such an arm’s length. Peter fears he won’t have a real relationship with the little peanut if he doesn't make the most of every moment.

Again. Running behind schedule? Not his fault.

And the fact that his zipper got stuck? That’s not his fault either. Peter wrestles with the godforsaken thing for another two minutes. He’s driving himself insane with it, since it took him only a half second to dress up in his newly tailored, uber expensive, rental suit.

Which, by the way, Peter won’t hesitate to admit; even though he hates dressing up, he looks ultra sharp. Like a suave, silver fox.

In a superspeed blur, he fumbles with the zipper to no avail. He alternates between squatting and standing. Peter tugs even harder, but the goddamn thing won’t budge. Even more frustrating, he can’t bend over enough to get a look at what’s causing his wardrobe malfunction. Another minute passes. And just when he thinks he’s gonna give up, go out, and give the world a peek at his undies; you come knocking at the door.

Peter’s saving grace. Like an angel from the heavens.

For a half second, the door flies open before Peter pulls you quickly inside by your arm. He drags you into the cramped, guest bathroom with him. With his back against the sink, he takes another half-second to check you out. Peter’s beady, lidded eyes zip all across, up and down your body, admiring your figure in a luxury dress. 

You whisper-shout at him, gesturing wildly with your hands, “What’s taking you so long? Scott’s about to freak out! Our ride’s here waiting and everything. Logan said we should just leave you here!” 

Oh. Right. The party. He almost forgot. Pulling his speedy gaze from your hips, Peter focuses on his cumbersome zipper again. “I’ll be there in a sec. Promise! Jeez. Can’t they all just slow their roll? Someone really needs to teach those guys some patience, amiright?” Peter snickers, grabbing a handful of his crotch, tugging his zipper hard with his opposite, “Motherfu-”

“You...uh...having some trouble?” 

You cross your arms, cocking a hip to the side as you watch his thick fingers fight his zipper. Peter rolls his eyes.

“Nope. I just felt like goin’ on a date with Pamela Handerson before our big night. What’s it look like??”

Cracking the briefest hint of a smile, you shake your head and wave your hands dismissively. “We don’t have time for this.” You note.

"You're tellin' me. I just can't get it to-" Peter stiffens as you step closer, pressing your curvy body against his, "Oh, hell-o."

With the stressful determination of a mother on school picture day; you double check the rest of his suit. Your gentle hands smooth the faint crinkles in his dress shirt, doing the same with his jacket, adjusting his tie - all before bringing your hand down to his crotch. Following a short apology, you blindly feel for that pesky zipper. On accident, you grab a firm handful of something else.

Peter jolts in place against the sink, canting his hips into your touch. In a flash, he latches a strong grip around your wrist. The corners of his eyes crinkle with fine lines as he playfully narrows his gaze.

“Whoaaa, there. Easy with the merchandise, baby.”

“Whoops! My bad. I'm just trying to help.” You raise a quizzical brow, challenging Peter with a look, "And who're you calling baby?"

"You is who I'm callin' baby, baby." He chimes in a playful tone, matching your teasing gaze.

He loosens his hold on your wrist, giving you free rein to continue.

After a beat or two, he adds, "And, hey, if you're still down for later..."

"Down? Down for what?"

"Y'know. Shopping for merchandise?"

He notices the way you suppress a riled laugh, ignoring his advances for the time being. You fight with his problematic zipper for a solid minute or two before ultimately sinking to your knees. Perching yourself on the floor in front of him, nose to crotch, you lean in as closely as you can. Peter feels blossoming heat flare up in his cheeks. Swallowing hard, he rests his hands on the edge of the sink behind him.

For a momentary instant, you lean back on with your ass resting on your heels. Peter gets a choice view of your flush cleavage. Pillowy and coaxing him to stare. He gnaws his lip and knits his mercury brows. His dusky gaze follows the motion of you leaning in, practically burying your face in his crotch to get a good look at the pesky pants culprit.

“Uhhh…hey…look, you really don’t gotta-” He chokes, his fingers clenching the countertop tighter.

“Aha! I found it! Just gimme a quick sec.”

A loose piece of fabric caught the zipper. You bring both hands up to try and tear it free, but it still won’t budge. Taking a more risky approach, you pull his fly open, ripping the piece of cloth with your teeth. Peter shudders as a sublime tingle races through his body. Warmth swarms in his groin. A more vulnerable expression overtakes his worn, rugged features.

“Oh my g-...uhm…babe…it’s cool. Seriously. You can stop now. I won’t hold it against you. Thanks for tryin'. I’ll just take one for the team and-”

You pull back again with a focused whisper, squinting your eyes.

“Shh, just a little more...”

“N-No. I’m not foolin’ around. I really think you should call it quits before-”

“SHHHH! Wait, I got it!”

It’s not until your teeth shred the fabric, freeing the zipper at last - that you realize he’s pitching a tent in his pants. Your hand rests over his crotch, and you can feel him pulsing hotly under your palm. Freezing in place, gaping at the (impressive) bulging sight before you, you steadily tilt your head up. Your pretty eyes peer at Peter with partial caution, and partial curiosity.

When you meet his sluggish, wide-eyed gaze; Peter has a hand covering his mouth. Staring down at you, his face burns blazing hot. He pauses, running his hand up from his mouth and through his silver hair, mussing the clean look he took so much time (a few microseconds) to style.

"Okay. In my defense-"

"Been a while?" You taunt him with a flirty chuckle.

Peter tips his head back, exhaling a throaty laugh, "Yeah. Been while."

[salemoleander]

"My teeth hurt," Martyn says.

He and Scott are on the deck, enjoying the morning sun before it has the chance to get humid; Scott is busy crafting sugarcane into paper while Martyn is (ostensibly) trying to carve a bowl.

"What, like- cavities? We've only been here for a few days, and I know you're eating the same fish and dried kelp as me." Scott pauses, holding a fresh sheaf of paper. "-and if you're not, and you've been holding sweets out on me, I'll be pissed."

Martyn huffs a laugh, then grimaces when pain shoots up through his sinuses. Ambling over to the table, he half-sits, half-leans on the back of one of their deck chairs.

"Nah, same food as you. Man, I don't know what I did. TNT to the face carry over, d'you reckon?"

He grins, and Scott blanches. Well, shit.

"Alright, what's wrong with my mouth?" Martyn asks, stress rising when Scott doesn't answer. "I've still got teeth, right?"

Scott nods sharply. He wavers on an answer for a moment before sighing. "Yeah. You've just got some new ones, seems like."

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The hard part of suddenly having shark teeth, Martyn quickly discovers, is that they are not particularly designed for beings with lips, and certainly not ones that talk.

He tells Scott this, nursing several sore spots on his lips and tongue.

"Have you considered talking less?"

"Oh, screw you."

Scott rolls his eyes, and they go back to sorting through chests in companionable silence. Waves gently lap against the edge of their island, while bamboo canes creak and shift. After a few minutes Scott says, "In the- last time. I remember being relieved, a bit, that even though Cleo and I chose each other-"

"Exactly the conversation I wanted to have," Martyn deadpans.

"Would you shut up? Honestly." Scott smiles, but his jaw flexes as he does and Martyn resolves to shut up and let him say this, whatever it is. At least for the next ten or fifteen seconds. Probably.

"Anyways. I was a tiny bit relieved that I was paired with Pearl, because she was human. And I'd seen how it was for BigB getting canine features and Joel getting whatever the hell from Etho, and you, y'know..."

"Rotting?"

"Eugh. Yeah." Scott looks through their fence-lattice walls and out to the water. "But Pearl didn't stay human."

Martyn raises an eyebrow. (For effect. If Scott is doing a dramatic monologue towards the ocean, Martyn at least gets to make faces, whether or not Scott sees him. Them's the rules.)

"She got kind of... wolf-y? Or more accurately, the game made her wolfy. Not like Ren, not nearly that elegant a combination."

Scott's voice is bitter, an edge to it that Martyn associates with fireworks going off too-close by. "I woke up one morning and my teeth were sharp and there were too many for my mouth. And it hurt, and the worst part was knowing this wouldn't be happening if we'd just done what the game wanted."

Blinking, Martyn says, "Oh." Brilliant. Nailed the response, there.

"I just wanted to tell you. That it might- those might be my fault, because it seems like whatever runs this game doesn't like me very much. There's a reason I set up alone out here."

Martyn- ignoring the ache from his jaw and the kernel of self-interest that tells him to get while the getting is good- scoffs. "None of that, thank you! I don't care if bloody Herobrine has it out for you, we're sticking together."

Relief washes over Scott's face. Martyn adds, "If whoever runs this circus thinks unlimited knives for teeth is a punishment, they're mad."

"Clearly! You were already enough of a menace." Released from whatever tension kept him still, Scott reaches over to flip another chest lid up and starts rifling through. "It's like trying to annoy Joel by giving him too many TNT minecarts."

Martyn snorts. "Right! Once my mouth gets the memo about where everything is now I'll be doing fine- probably better than I was before! A supernatural entity trying to tell me who I can be friends with? C'mon, nothing that stupid is busting the Mean Gills up."

He almost believes it.

[rhapsoddity]

I can't stop my brain from doing so, so I'll feed you more brainrot of the "they're actually movie actors" Idea. ------ Fwhip: "You don't know when to back off, do you Sheriff? Eugh, I don't have time for this..." Jimmy: "..."

Fwhip: "..." Jimmy: "I forgot my line.." Fwhip: "JIMMY THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME WE'RE HAVING TO RECORD THIS, PLEASE-" Scott: *wheezing in the background*

------ - 🍀Glare Anon

Alastair: Cuteguy, get off the table. I want this meeting to have at least a shred of professionalism

Grian: I want to feel tall

Alastair: *breaks character and laughs a lil at that*

[ringingfromthefuture]

“THAT. EXACTLY FUCKIN’- I’m not getting my dad back. I’ve- already fuckin’ learned that after waiting this long. As much as I’d like to reunite with you? There really is no ‘you’ to reunite with. Just whatever Abel told you to be. I do miss you. I want to run back to you open arms and all. I WANT to have you back in my life. But ya wanna know why I can’t? Cause Abel has you wrapped so fuckin’ tightly around his finger that I can’t get through to YOU. The REAL you. So. If you ever decide it’s time to stop pretending he cares? I’ll be here. Waiting. Just like I always have. I’ve grown pretty patient, y’know that, dad?”

“Jesus. You’re just like him-”

LATE RESPONSE BUT ERM. Hey Scott. Guess who’s back. He tossed the, still bloodied, bat in your general direction.

//@ringingfromthefuture

“…why do you have a bat. On top of that, why is it bloodied?”

[Steven.. is probably near.. avoiding scott trust.]

“Is it. Your blood..??”

[scottish-canary]

Okay im doing an actual intro for this blog since ive changed it alot!

This is NOT a daily blog anymore!! Have tried and i cannot keep up with those things in my brain

WE LOVE SMAJOR1995!!!!

yes this is gonna be my scott blog you cant stop me

If you want to see other things rather than just scott or traffic related, go over to my main blog!! @canaryy15 i have fun things

If you don’t like trafficshipping you might want to watch out, because for the *characters* (not the real people eugh) i ship mainly Flower Husbands (both 3rd and empires) and Mean gills!! Also scottho (scott+etho) might sneak in there so yeah generally this might not be your cup of tea!

[dududuuuuudud]

Gwen and Duncan were never in love?

Never in love?

Them?? (Quality sucks, I know. This is what happens when YouTube removes the show 😒)

Are we talking about the same people who risked their reputation on LIVE TV with their large audience and the cast to be together?

Are we talking about the same people who could confide in each other and be vulnerable?

Are we talking about the same people who could bring the best out of each other?

Is that not love?

Wow, so friendly! Definitely a look you would give someone who is just a friend, right?

This too, right? Totally not in love.

Also, another thing, they did not like each other for their aesthetics. They might've started interacting due to being the most similar from the cast but that's all. That does not make a person start a liking.

They hugged each other because they have they're similar, right?

Wrong. In fact, they are not similar. (Gwen's a goth and Duncan's a punk and they do not look similar either because they are not siblings) They have similar interests and their colour scheme is slightly similar. But that's it. They don't have everything in common because they are simply not the same person and they didn't only interact because they have similar aesthetics.

Another argument I have to discuss is the cheating scandal.

Yes, they shouldn't have cheated but it is TOTAL DRAMA. Duncan and Courtney kissing on the bus was solely due to the reason to make Duncan cheat. If the scandal didn't happen, the show wouldn't have gotten to its popularity it had gotten to this day. (It wouldn't completely crumble but it is a big concept on the show as it was hinted from TDA and led all the way to TDAS)

But also yes, they were toxic because cheating is wrong but as I've said in NUMEROUS POSTS, that isn't the only part of their relationship. In fact, when it was just Gwen and Duncan-and not Gwen and Duncan + the show, Courtney, and Trent-they were pretty good. Obviously during that time, they were just friends but they did work. Especially due to the fact that they worked 2 (?) years after TDWT. Obviously, they wouldn't have stayed together if all they thought about was Courtney.

Eugh.

If they didn't love each other, why were they worrying over the other's elimination? (You don't see friends worrying over it)

If they didn't love each other, why were they loyal to the other? (I know Gwen said she liked Alejandro's eyes but that's not cheating though and Duncan stayed loyal when Heather tried to flirt with him)

If they didn't love each other, why would they actually try to understand each other on a deeper level and be there to comfort the other? (They don't just bond over movies, alright?)

"Every time I ran away from the cops, I thought of you."

"And Duncan... he missed... us."

"'But I'm so glad you're here to mock me about it.' 'Me too.'"

TDAS

The worst season ever but that is probably the best season for anti-Gwuncans because they have a reason to hate.

"Duncan only thought about Courtney!" Oh please, you're just sad that your stupid ship was over.

If he really wanted Courtney, he would do what he did in season 1. Why didn't he do that? Please answer the question because he wasn't a loyal person... To Courtney. And yes, I've stated that he was loyal because, he was to the right person. So maybe that's why he didn't try and win Courtney over, right? Oh wait, Gwen and Duncan broke up. Why isn't he trying to win her over now? He was available and I'm sure he wouldn't mind stealing Courtney away from Scott. But did he do that? No.

That is because he did not have feelings for her.

Did you try to think he just wanted attention? Insecure maybe?

Although Courtney was involved, this had nothing to do with underlying feelings for his ex because there weren't any feelings. He just wanted attention because Gwen wasn't giving any.

I read this really good post explaining Duncan and Courtney in an actual psychological perspective. They were describing the issues and explaining the situation and it was really good. If i ever find it again, I'll post it here.

I don't know how to explain this into depth but people do tend to be hung upon trauma. He'd been abused physically, verbally in numerous occasions, felt like nothing, used for money in more than one occasion, abandoned, almost cheated on, and it's not healthy. He also did bad things to Courtney but that was cheating and verbal abuse. He'd also mentioned girl would usually hit him and since he was in a time where he needed attention, he'd been fixated that Courtney would give it to him. She had given before but like he wants to go back to that toxic environment. When he was given attention by Gwen, he didn't feel like it but when he wasn't, I guess it made him feel worthless. That wasn't Gwen's fault though. This paragraph sounds stupid but it's hard to explain in depth.

Also, it seemed like Duncan still liked Gwen as during Sierra's elimination in TDAS, he was asking to make more Gwuncan videos.

This is not Gwen slander because she probably felt ever-so drained by her boyfriend-kisser status, trying to make amends with Courtney, and overall try getting everyone off her back. And thus, forming guilt.

And that guilt was stopping her from having a good time with her boyfriend on the show.

Because on the show, she was definitely thinking about all this stuff.

Actually, when she wasn't thinking about her boyfriend-kisser/Courtney drama, she was quite happy. Like when Duncan was hit with a bobytrap when he was going over to congratulate her or when she was finally forgiven. Because she cleared up her conscious.

But like, Gwen was definitely irritated by everything so when Duncan was doing gestures like blowing a kiss or something, she ignored it.

Their development.

It took them 3 SEASONS to get together. Is that not enough development? Do you need them to delay it by a couple more years or something? 10 years?

But there is also their development from season 1-2. There don't have to interact only on camera. Their friendship could've expanded away from the show. I mean, there was the stargazing scene which was probably the starting point of their little crushes so there would've probably expanded after season 1.

Maybe I am delving too deep as it is a cartoon show but like people are saying they didn't develop properly.

If they didn't develop properly, they wouldn't have been open to the other. And if you're wondering how they were open, I'll list 2 from the top of my head. -Relationships (Gwen confides Duncan about Trent [Canon] and he did to her. [The picture of Courtney under his pillow]) -Family (Gwen told Duncan her brother's guitar. Why would she say that? Because she trusts him [Not about the guitar. Like deeper conversations] and they probably talk about their family.) -Dreams (Duncan knew Gwen's dream car. Maybe they talk about the future and what they want to become and what they want to do with life) -Crimes (They confessed their sins back in TDI and would've spoken about it as Gwen seemed curious about Duncan's crime record from the horror episode) -There is probably more but I can't remember as I haven't watched the show in a while (A couple of months)

You don't talk about these stuff with someone who has similar aesthetics to you. You talk about it with people you trust. They trust each other.

Lack of chemistry.

I disagree because I do believe they have chemistry. Not every relationship's chemistry is yelling at the top of their lungs and then sucking their tongue down the other's throat. It's different and simple.

And just because your prejudice against the ship, doesn't mean it's blocking everyone's perspective.

So if you do see someone who likes Gwuncan, leave them the fuck alone. Stop hating because no one cares, alright? Thank you.

If they're happy with the relationship, it works.

If they're comfortable around each other, it works.

If it's healthy (The good outweigh the bad), it works.

Gwen and Duncan do have a healthy relationship but are surrounded in drama. If they were not, people would like them. But because poor (Not.) Courtney got hurt, everyone hates them. Aw, almost sounds like she got her karma. :)

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I know I've stated a lot of these before and probably sound like a broken recording player or whatever, but I need to restate them because anti-Gwuncan don't even try to explain the problem and just say they're toxic because of the cheating.

I'm not saying Duncney, Gwourtney and Gwent are bad (Actually, I am but if you don't annoy me, I won't say it to you), but like those who slander Gwuncan need to stfu. I'm only making these types of post to compensate for the amount of hate my ship received. (Even though those ships deserved more)

If I see more, my future post is going to be pointing out every flaw in those ships and if you don't that, don't promote Gwuncan hate.

On another note, don't slander or be like 'I like them better as friends.' on a page where the person supports the ship. Like, it gets annoying and they probably might say 'Oh, I respect your opinion.', but that's so they don't start fights because god, you guys are aggressive and extremely rude. (No evidence either)

Good day.

[deadlyterrorstonight]

*gives everyone a cat and then vanishes* (do they like cats? how do they react to one?)

Mike

He stands there kinda baffled. The cat just rubs against his leg, and he just looks around- as if waiting for an explanation from the guys. “What…is going on?…” He’s not sure what to do but he does pick up the cat. “You aren’t so bad- you’re pretty cute looking actually.”

Mike likes cats. He thinks they’re pretty neat and smart. He doesn’t have a problem with them unless they have a problem with him. Simple as that. Although..the shedding does get to him..lotta hair...lotta cleaning.. aw man.. Now its all over his clothes.

Fritz

"Uh, wow. Ok. Uhm. Cats!" He's just as confused as Mike. The cat you dropped off walks around him and begins to claw its way up his back. "EUGH- AH" He's bending forwards, trying to make it easier for the cat to quickly get to it's destination. The cat seems to claw faster as Fritz does this and reaches his shoulder. The look of pain is on this man's face...oh dear.

Fritz Likes Cats too. Although it was always a 50/50 with him. They either attacked him for no good reason (y'all know how this man is) or they get along extremely well with him. No in-between.

Jeremy

"Oh!" He looks pleasantly surprised. A big smile pops up on his face and he bends down to pet the cat. He ends up plopping down completely and seems to be enjoying his time just playing with them. After a bit of playing, the cat butts it's head against Jeremy's cheek causing the man to giggle. "Thanks for the cat drop off!" I think you made his day?

Jeremy really likes cats. Enough for him to consider even getting one. He thinks they're definitely cute and it's fun to play with them. + Bonus? Anime buddy. Lol.

Scott

"Oh, uh, hi there!" He's surprised. He decides to pick the cat up and hold it. He's just chilling with a cat in his arms now as it cuddles into him. "Look at you!" He's smiling under that phone head of his. Not that you could tell but you can hear it in his voice.

Scott doesn't mind cats. The only problem he has with them is the fact he doesn't like how they scratch on things or leave so much hair everywhere if the cats the type to shed a lot. Other than that, he's fine with cats and likes them.

Vincent

"Well would you look at that." A big ol' grin is on his face. He calls the cat over and he just plays with it. Like he'd actually let a cat best him though, he's definitely not gonna lose on purpose so he probably has a clawed up hand and arm trying to win his "fights" with the cat. Worth it. (If you know, you know. The man is not harming the cat.)

He doesn't hate cats at all...he likes them a lot. Unless, ya know, they're one of those types with constant bad attitude. He can't stand those. But, he does have a soft spot for cats overall though. He can't help it, even if he wanted to.