#bean puns are cool too

[thinkingnot]

beans

they sure are good *eats a raw bean and writhe on the ground like a fish out of water* <- (btw lost a tooth)

[sepublic]

Post-Hoot with Dana Terrace!

            Dana’s put over 200 hours into games she’s missed since the finale; Octopath Traveler, Little Nightmares, etc. Sarah Nicole-Robles cried harder than she ever did when she said I learned a language I’ll never forget, a whole chapter of my life is over, during the King-ceanera. She said the line once and was suddenly sobbing because of how meta it was. 

         Rebecca has a ‘sona during the bit with Barcus in the epilogue sequence. Cissy also cried when watching with her family, her kids asked her about it; Sarah was really excited as she watched the finale.

         No sequel happening, but we can always hope; Dana would like to do more, but Disney owns the IP and needs to give them permission. Dana knew the prequel line in the finale was ham-fisted as hell but still went with it because she was pissed (she said Fuck to express her rage). Rebecca went back to the Anger phase of grief after watching the finale after realizing what they missed, but Sarah was also in Acceptance because it was hard to regret something that ended so well.

         Dana doesn’t cry that much, but TJ’s remix in the soundtrack made her cry. Dana brought back everyone for BBBYYYEEEEEEE, noting this was every character’s last line, and wished Hooty had more lines. Alex improvised a cut line after the Bye with Hooty expressing appreciation for the finale and readiness for his spin-off.

         Dana won’t say much in hopes she’ll get to do more for TOH in the future; A Youtube reviewer (shoutout to all, Zachary Ax, Man of a Thousand Thoughts, Rebecca herself), the Third Bill got it right on Hooty, and Dana won’t be more specific about that.

         They found out about the shortening during S2; They had an ending in mind that Dana had in mind since development, but it needed too much setup and so they couldn’t pull it off. All of Season 2A was written before knowing the cancellation; Follies at the Coven Day Parade was the first episode fully written knowing the show was shortened, hence the tonal change. The Galdorstones was an arc Dana planned more on, as well as the Coven Heads; Bat Queen; It was a hard situation choosing what to leave out.

         There weren’t whole episodes written that had to be trashed; Just one-sentence ideas on a whiteboard never fully outlined or scripted. But Dana is still happy with what came out, because it was pretty damn cool.

         Rebecca Rose once saw someone with a King sweatshirt like hers at Disneyland and said hi, but they just side-eyed her and didn’t respond; Despite this, Rebecca hopes they had a happy day and believes they were just having a bad time. Sarah joked about not being so forgiving.

         String Bean’s inspiration: Owlbert is in the title of the show, String Bean indeed was there the whole time! The S wasn’t completely intentional at first, but Dana flipped the logo around and figured it out. When making the first episode, the logo wasn’t finalized. They always liked the idea of Luz being connected to snakes, it’s what she brought to school and they liked her reclaiming something she terrorized her classmates with. The Snake-Shifter idea specifically; Zach Marcus just said “Snake-Shifter” as they brainstormed ideas and Dana, being a sucker for lame puns, was sold.

         That was indeed Dana being represented as a student in the epilogue! She was Beastkeeping and Oracle; Dana can see the future of the show, and really likes animals. Raine’s palisman was indeed hidden within the violin’s design; Hunter and Dell worked to fix the palismen after Raine broke it trying to stop Belos. The violin is more akin to the staff, anyhow. Dana considered responding to a question about general Caleb, Evelyn, and Flapjack lore, but Sarah insisted she stay silent in case they get to answer it as an actual story later.

         Dana liked to think while writing Thanks to Them; No, Evelyn’s spirit isn’t in Flapjack. But to Philip, he saw Flapjack as the culmination of the corruption in his brother Caleb; He saw Flapjack, if it weren’t for YOU. You can see a hint of it in Masha’s story, Evelyn entices Caleb with Flapjack, who was Caleb’s introduction to magic. Evelyn was probably disguised as a human, and trusted Caleb for seeming reasonable and less violent. Perhaps like Dog owners passing each other by and suddenly becoming friends over this.

         Evelyn and Caleb’s relationship was sweet, from platonic curiosity to romantic. Eda doesn’t know she’s descended from them, nor does Hunter; And Dana has more to say, but will keep it hidden. Luz will stay the majority of her stay in the isles as she goes to college. Camila bought the shack leading to the human world, which allowed Luz to visit during holidays, weekends, etc.

         They never got to explore it, but it could’ve originally been the home of Philip and Caleb, long abandoned; Eda emerges after discovering the portal. In the next thirty years, she fixes up the shack as she builds the Owl House. Dana also advised fans to google Death of the Author, since she’s technically no longer working on the show, and thus gives permission for fans to write their own answers.

         Eda became the Owl Lady before Owlbert, due to the curse; They planned to do an episode where Eda learned palismen carving with Dell, and how Eda reclaimed the Owl identity to carve Owlbert. Dana stills has the outline of that episode in her head…

         According to Rebecca, Caleb and Philip’s graves were in the basement of the shack, based on this church in New Haven Dana passed by every day on her way to school (Gravesfield is based on some places in Connecticut). However, Dana realized the graves didn’t fit into the story. They also had an ‘original’ Belos design for him taking over animals. Marina Gardner did some amazing Belos designs, and Thanks to Them alluded to it.

         The Portal’s eye comes from the Titan’s missing eye!!! Hunter is bisexual, Willow is pansexual, this is how Dana always wrote and imagined them in her mind, but it’s not explicitly stated so technically it’s more headcanon. Dana noted how some people just picked it up. Dana likes to think Amity and Lilith rekindled their student-mentor relationship. Having worked in the library, Amity was interested in Lilith’s knowledge of history. Dana suggested to Zarya(?) from the design team to add notes to Lilith’s museum blueprints. A helicopter passed over and they joked it was Disney trying to stop spoilers.

         Cissy only got her lines and didn’t know any other details about the finale, to Dana’s surprise; Dana explained that people not getting a full script is due to the pandemic. Before quarantine, actors would get the full script. They have to rely on Eden Riegel and Dana for context a lot. Bosook Coburn spoiled Luz’s death to Rebecca Rose during the celebration party. They came up with a lot of designs for dying Luz, trying to figure out how they can hollow out her head how much. Dana mentions it’s up to the showrunner to show how much they want to the actors.

         Thanks to Sarah, they kept in Luz saying her own SFX during her fight with Eda in O Titan, Where Art Thou; She heard someone do it as part of the mock script and wanted it. When Dana voiced Eda and Luz at the end, Dana was crying. There’s a recording of Season 2B and Season 3 of Dana doing a voice-over of the script to get approved by executives.

         Dana clarified everyone would’ve had more of a chance to talk with each other, such as Hunter and Amity; Hunter would’ve talked to Vee, as well as more human realm kids, literally everyone would’ve had a little more time with each other. Dana loves Luz and Hunter’s sibling dynamic. Dana was sorry they couldn’t have Luz and Raine hang out, but they had the Hexsquad storyline. Luz finished high school in the human world, with the renewed motivation that she’ll go back to the isles. Knowing she has a safe space outside of high school made it more bearable, as was the case for Dana growing up.

         Cissy brought up Gus’ hair in the epilogue, which she loved; Emmy Cicierga did the design for Gus and Raine. Harpy Lilith was by Emmy; Dana did Emira, Eberwolf, and Skara’s timeskip designs. The name of the Titan is unpronounceable for humans.

         Dana can’t say much about the Archivists; The Collector never had a flash-forward design, as they age much more slowly than everyone else. Maybe the Collector got just a tiny bit taller. The idea of the Collector came from creepy dolls, as well as a nightmare; John Bailey Owen had a google folder filled with cool references of creepy dolls with a starry aesthetic, liminal minimalist nightmare-scape. They knew who the Collector was gonna be, what role they’d play, but the vibe still needed to be decided.

         Dana confirmed the Collector was always a part of the show before the shortening, and they solidified their placement after the announcement. The Collector has indeed stayed connected with the others, visits occasionally. Dana has seen fan comics on this and teared up.

         Hooty doesn’t have to be vacated from the Owl House if he doesn’t want to; When the door isn’t active, Hooty could be present. The new portal can probably fold up, and Hooty is busy as a curator for Hooty’s new museum.

         Dana said Raine and Eda’s business is their business; Not all love stories end in marriage. It’s their thing and it doesn’t diminish any love, but they do live in the Owl House together (Raine moved in).

         Mattholomule getting a palisman is something Zach Marcus can answer, since he made the character and Dana respects the lore he made. It’s hard to say for Dana if Vee and Masha are dating, since Masha didn’t show up in the finale, but Vee definitely has a crush on them. Again, Dana encourages the Death of the Author approach, if the headcanon makes you happy.

         Alador and Odalia got officially divorced after the finale, and the kids happily lived away from her. They might visit her if they have the energy, but also recognize she’s a toxic influence they can cut off at any point. Dana gave a shoutout to Rachel McFarlane’s voice acting, praising her performance for Odalia.

         In regards to the tower King was born in, Dana has an answer; It was related to a character we all know, who now may have amnesia.

         There was a plan to explore Gus and Willow’s glowing eyes, and do it for other characters; Amity wasn’t going to have that, strong emotions are indeed connected to magic. It was mostly a worldbuilding magic rule they could’ve expanded on, that Dana wishes she did early in the story.

         In the boards, Dawn Han(?) did Clouds on the Horizon, and did the scene of Amity and the twins hiding in the factory as their parents talk about the Abomatons, Alador is worried since it seems like a tad much. Alador had T-rex arms in the storyboard, and it reminded Dana of Remy from Ratatouille, so when they got to the scene of them looking into Alador’s lab, Ratador was drawn in his place as a joke. Dana laughed so hard she decided to keep it in, with Dana handwaving it as Alador’s palisman.

         According to Dana, a show should be appreciated for as it is; But the other way to enjoy it, under the context it was made, is also important to her; Both ways are valid. It was easier for Sarah to voice depressed Luz since she was also depressed. The writers preferred to put their feelings into the show, VS a more happy-go-lucky approach as others did; It was kind of dark for a bit, especially during quarantine. Sarah felt her own experience validated with Luz’s depression, but she and Dana appreciated the balance of having a happy ending too.

         What made the crew hopeful was knowing the characters would always have a happy ending; Luz could continue her studies in full-force, a new family. They KNEW it would end happy. Dana acknowledged how the fandom misinterpreted “I hate the term happy endings,” and Sarah knew about the quincenera when asked during previous Post-Hoots, but couldn’t answer.

         Rebecca commissioned 3D-printed Funko Pops of S2A Lilith and S1 Luz, and gave them to the others as gifts; Rebecca didn’t know about Avi’s appearance until two days before the Post-Hoot, otherwise she would’ve had a Funko of Raine made. Dana’s stand for Luz had to be made with painter’s tape (she appreciated it) due to Rebecca running out of the other kind, and planned to place it beside her Peabody award. Elizabeth Grullon, Camila’s VA, had to call her mom in the middle of a session to translate her line about maduros into English.

        Cissy clarified this wasn’t intended to be the final Post-Hoot! And the video was ended with a BBBBYYYEEEEE!!!!!

[pokegalla]

I’ll be honest i haven’t done this in awhile but i hope you enjoy!

Requested by @neko-rose888

Skellies with an S/o kinda like Rapunzel!

Ink:

* At first he actually joked about you reminding him of Rapunzel. With the aloof personality, long hair, that glows when you…sing- wait a damn minute-

* Watch out for ink spewing out his mouth. He’d be so excited seeing such an incredible power. Can he touch your hair? Would it affect skeletons? Are you ACTUALLY Rapunzel-?! Aaand there he goes hurling again- And you being awkward but still kind self, you help him clean up, chuckling at his excitement. Kinda hard to ignore how adorable this little artist is.

* Soon you two end up hanging out a lot just to do a LOT of painting. And stars Ink LOVES your work. If this guy isn’t the reason you leave your tower, I call bullshit right now because he is FILLED with adventures of his own!

* Wouldn’t be surprised if he takes you with him to start your own adventure….with him by your side.

Dream:

* He wasn’t surprised that you had powers. He could…just sense it. He just didn’t know how it worked. He simply thought it was a beautiful power of yours.

* Though despite your abilities, he wants to make sure you will never be forced or ever feel obligated to use your abilities. Especially considering your past. It’s your ability and it’s your choice to use it. But he WOULD feel proud if you use it for healing others. And even feel more special if you heal him too. You fretting over him is so sweet.

* He loves to show you around new places just to see you smile, your positivity shining both in and out. Like a literal sun…it’s so warm and nice to be around. He ends up teaching you how to make flower crowns on a walk in the forest. It was worth seeing your smile beam.

* Literally just two beans with a dash of trauma- you both find peace within each other✨

Blue:

* He probably bumped into you by accident and didn’t realize you were the princess….and when he did, he apologized PROFUSELY- he’s a KNIGHT in training for damn sake and he’s already being a klutz? TO THE PRINCESS OF ALL PEOPLE-

* Luckily for him you don’t find it to be a big deal and quickly tell him it’s fine. You both excitedly introduce yourselves and soon you two become a fun energetic duo.

* Taking you on horse rides, treating you like a lady, you teaching him how to cake (so he doesn’t explode the kitchen again-), and teaching you how to defend yourself. Frying pan wasn’t a weapon he expected but respectfully cool as you show off its power✨

* He vows to be your loyal knight and will always protect you no matter what!

Nightmare:

* He’s definitely heard about you because of your ability and studied about the wither and decay spell? Now THAT can be a very useful weapon! So he sends his team to get you! ….which was easier said than done.

* He knew his idiots were…well stupid but it’s just ONE girl. It can’t be THAT hard. So he goes himself….and finds himself tangled up in your hair, almost getting whacked by a frying pan. He turned into a puddle to escape both your trap and frying pan skills before picking you up with a tendril and taking you away, complaining about the hair you left on him (even though he left goop ALL over your hair- 😑)

* After that you pretty much became swift friends with his team as you hang out with them, heal them, bake cookies, and your bright smile makes them happy. That positivity annoyed Nightmare so much. But…whenever you bring him a black coffee and give him that same bright smile….he can’t help the feeling of warmth deep inside his own soul.

* He may be cold at times but you’re definitely safe around him. Would give you princess treatment….even if he’ll never admit it.

Outer:

* Might be a bit of a unique meeting but I bet you two met under a starry night sky, looking up at the stars together before he starts up a chat with you. Probably a little space pun that goes right over your head making him laugh instead-

* He was pretty chill about your hair although a little surprised at first. He liked showing you his abilities too. It was funny seeing your ecstatic reaction. But he was interested when you one day mentioned the lanterns from your home. He’s never tried something like that before….

* So hell YES you take him to the lantern thing! You even got lanterns for just the two of you to float together. He was in awe seeing your lanterns twirling together to join the VAST other lanterns mixing in with the starry sky. It was…like the city had come to life….and you being here with him made it all the more special.

* That day you gave him a painting you made of the moment just for him to take home. He still has it in his room, on the wall presented proudly✨

Reaper:

* He only visited because there was some odd decay in the area….and he witnessed your wither and decay ability. Definitely….surprising. Hell it was like his death touch. He was the one to snap you out of the trance thankfully. You go to hug him to thank him much to his scare- but….you didn’t die? Huh? But you ARE human so how-? He chuckled though once you realized you’ve literally hugged death-💦

* He took you with him to study up together about how this came to be and it seems the flower you’ve consumed is more powerful then you expected. Even saved you from his own death touch. Fancy that. He ended up sticking around out of pure curiosity. Plus….its rare to have someone he’s able to be around without needing to be cautious…

* Buuut wow you were accident AND trouble prone- seriously how have you SURVIVED this long in life?! Got the poor guy stressed with how much you got him watching over you- but you make it worth it….you always give him headpats and promise him cuddles and cookies. Can he really stay this upset seeing that cute face?✨

* He went from god of death to a sweet loving guardian angel. You simply just had that effect on him!

[updownlately]

that first night (we were standing at your door)

| leah williamson x reader | fluff | 1.7k | a/n: haven't written anything in a minute so lets see how this goes. this is set in the same universe at 'i promise that i'll love you'. and is technically just a small backstory. also idk how to feel about this one ngl. so, if this sucks we're just going to ignore it yeah? cool beans. anyways, happy reading! 🫶

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The low hum of the car is the only audible sound in the silence that surrounds you and Leah. 

Combined with the starlit sky and the inevitable chilly London air you still haven’t gotten used to, the moment feels anything but stifling, a sense of calm sitting easily in the space between you two. 

The defender had taken you sightseeing around London earlier in the day, jokingly claiming to be the best tour guide in the country when she’d found out you hadn’t explored much of the city yet. 

You’d easily agreed to the outing, too caught up in the blue of Leah’s eyes to even fathom the idea of saying no. 

It’s how, a little less than three days later, you’d ended up getting picked up in the early hours of the morning by one way too cheery Leah and a promise of the best full English you were ever bound to have. 

Spending the rest of the day following the blonde around as she took you to a handful of the obvious, and then many of the lesser-known attractions around the city, her warm hand in yours as she excitedly pointed out things for you to take note of was a day well spent, if you were asked. 

Between learning Leah’s concerningly plain Nando’s order, swapping stories of your childhoods, and visiting nearly every major landmark in a forty mile radius, the day flew by in a breeze.

You don’t remember enjoying yourself this much in a while. 

With the way your stomach hurt as you laughed at the many stories the blonde shared about her childhood and of the shenanigans she’d gotten up to with teammates in the past, your supposed quick lunch spanned nearly an hour and a half. 

And somewhere between the shy smile Leah shot your way as you hid your face behind your hands one too many times at the terrible puns she made during your walks, and the charming toothy grin she’d give you before opening your doors and pulling out your chairs, you knew you were falling. 

Soon enough, before you knew it, much of the day had passed without either of you realizing, dawn slowly creeping into dusk as street lights began to cast a golden hue on your path, the cool English breeze creeping in as your lack of jackets became apparent.

So with Leah nervously inviting you out for dinner with her, reasoning that it would be criminal to spend the whole of the morning, afternoon, and much of the evening together only to send you home hungry, you’d agreed easily yet again, matching smiles on both your faces as she’d opened her car door for you, helping you settle in. 

It’s how you found yourself to where you were now- stomachs full, one of your playlists playing on mute in the car as the pair of you revelled in the quiet comfort of each other’s presence.

It may have been only your third official date, but you knew deep down that the blonde’s presence was one you wanted for a while, your hand itching to reach out and intertwine with hers as it sat rested on the gear shift. 

Feeling the car roll to a slow stop, you were quickly jolted out of your thoughts, your staring at Leah’s hands not going unnoticed by the blonde, her smiling amusedly at you before quickly shifting the gear into park, you only then taking note of your surroundings.

You’d finally made it back home after a whole day out with the blonde.

You didn’t know if that was a good thing or not. 

Turning your head to see Leah looking back at you, expression hidden in the lack of light, you swallowed hard as you felt your heart sink a little at what was next. 

You’d spent more than half the given hours in a day with the blonde, yet you didn’t want the night to end just yet. 

Apparently Leah thought so too, her quietly uttered words bringing a small grin to your face as you realized you were unknowingly on the same page. 

“I’ll walk you up?”

Nodding in response, you laughed as Leah wagged a finger in your direction and quickly threatened you to not open your door, instead hastily undoing her own belt and rushing around the car to grab it for you. 

Shaking your head as you let yourself be helped out of the car, you couldn’t help the way your lips curled at the proud look on the defender’s face. 

Intertwining your hands with Leah’s, you gently tugged her to follow you up your steps, the warmth emanating from her body mixed with the cool air causing goosebumps to rise on your arms.

“You do realize you didn’t have to open all the doors all day, right?”

Asking over your shoulder, you held back your laugh as you caught the sheepish smile on the other girl’s face. 

“Gotta treat you right, yeah?”

Hiding the red hue that began to coat your cheeks at the words, you began looking for your keys in your shoulder bag, fumbling as you tried to take them out gracefully. 

Doing your best not to shiver as you felt Leah come to a stop beside you, your shoulders nearly touching as she watched you, you wondered silently if you should just ask her to come in. 

You couldn’t, could you?

Surely it was too soon to invite her in to stay a while, but you didn’t want the night to end just yet. 

Pulling your keys out as you met Leah’s mirth filled eyes, face perfectly illuminated by your outdoor lights, you watched as the blonde studied your face intently, eyes dropping down to lips briefly before they shot back up to meet your own. 

“Do you- ”

“Can I- ”

The both of you bursting into quiet laughter, you shook your head as you gathered your bearings, a wide grin on your face this time, nerves nearly gone as you beckoned for Leah to speak. 

Eyes widening as she stepped a bit closer to you, you saw her hands hesitate for a second before they came to rest on either side of your torso.

Hiding your smile at the timid expression that appeared on the blonde’s face, you raised your eyebrows in silent jest, urging her to ask her question again. 

“Can I kiss you?”

Eyes widening briefly, you did your best not to seem too eager, nodding quickly in response as your own eyes flickered to Leah’s lips before fluttering shut, her perfume infiltrating your senses in the best way as pulled you close to her, a steadying grip on your waist. 

You could nearly feel the initial grin on Leah’s face, one that quickly was wiped away as she slotted her lips against yours, goosebumps rising on your body for different reasons this time as you were gently tugged closer. 

It was only when Leah pulled back briefly, not letting go of her hold on you and instead pressing your foreheads together, did you process what just happened, the corners of your mouth upturning in content. 

“Wow…”

Opening your eyes, you pulled back slightly to meet Leah’s gaze only to see a matching grin on her face. 

“Thanks.”

Rolling your eyes, the grin from earlier not having left your face, you shook your head in faux annoyance, your own hand coming to rest on the blonde’s forearm. 

“So humble, aren’t ya…”

Laughing at the furrowing eyebrows and appalled look that took over the other girl’s face, you twirled your keys in your hand, contemplating whether you should bite the bullet and invite her in. 

Apparently the Englishwoman had the same question as you, head tilting to the side as recalled your unfinished question from earlier. 

“What were you going to ask?”

Swallowing hard as you dangled your house keys in your hands, the clinking noise of them causing you to wince, you figured that at worst, all Leah could say was no, right?

Biting the bullet, you closed your eyes, trying to focus on the gentle but firm grip that she had on your waist, to revel in the comfort of the touch. 

“I was just- I just wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to come in? Have a tea or something?”

Taking a quick glance at the surprised look you received in response, you immediately began back pedalling, fearing you’d overstepped.

“You don’t have to! I just figured you’d maybe wanted a break from driving and navigating around?”

Your pitch rose at the end of your sentence, causing you to wince and just how nervous you sounded. 

Suddenly, the silence that was comforting in the confines of the car was not stifling in the open air, the length of time between your question and Leah’s response causing your heart rate to spike for reasons other than the kiss you both had just shared. 

After what felt like minutes (but was probably no longer than about twenty seconds), you felt your chest ease up as the English skipper gave you a quick smile in response, nodding her eagerly. 

“I’d love that.”

“Yeah?”

Getting a hum in response as Leah intertwined her hands with yours, comfort thrumming in your veins once again, you let out the breath you didn’t know you’d been holding, turning to face your door with a wide smile as you unlocked the door, tugging Leah to follow you as you stepped inside. 

“I’d love nothing more.”

Smiling to yourself in victory, your cheeks nearly hurting by now, you puffed your chest in pride, heart content with just how amazing your day had been.

And your perfect day that didn’t have to end just yet.

Leading the blonde through your house, you flicked on the lights as you told her to make herself home- a statement you didn’t know you both would take so literally, Leah practically moving in with you after you’d pass your one-year anniversary. 

And you wouldn’t realize it till years later, when you’d be sat at your kitchen island in your shared home together, figuring out wedding decorations as matching rings adorned your ring fingers, that this exact moment was technically the shared start of the rest of your lives.

[darkforestdreams]

"Lunar's SECRET PLAN" Episode! (Me Gushing Over an LAES Episode)

MY GOD, I ADORED today's episode of the Lunar and Earth show. Dazzle being a helpful bean, Sun being a big brother (no pun intended), Earth being a goofball, Lunar being a lit--UH, I mean, fun-sized trickster grump, GIANTS IN THE DAYCARE--I LOVE IT!

And I thought Lunar and Earth helping Sun with his goose magic was funny! Earth's "sibling dynamic" line is so true. It's practically her catchphrase by now, but I sure ain't complainin'! :D

Lunar actually did fool me the first time he did the thing when they were by the ball pit. I didn't even realize he did it again before it became obvious. I'm around 5' 2'' years so I can relate to Lunar's frustration, but if we're small then WE ARE GOING TO BE PROUD OF IT, DAMMIT! And he DID have a bit of a sense of humor about it, mimicking the Jaws theme when in the ball pit after Earth pointed out that only the top of his head was visible.

And MY GOD, Sun/Happy Boy was SUCH a butt of a big brother. XD It was freaking funny how merciless he was with the teasing. I mean, he started it around less than one minute into the video! Maybe he was a bit mean, but he was genuinely apologetic when he thought he went too far.

It was nice that Sun was having a good day, joking and laughing. I mean, he was ACTUALLY laughing, not just wheezing or huffing a few times. I'm super proud of him. His problems and trauma aren't over, but he's still come a long way.

NOW FOR EARTH: I LOVE Earth's sense of humor. I love how hammy and silly she is, first was the whole "L-L-L-L-LUNAAAR~!" from the last laes lore episode, then today it was her "I have been learning PROOOGRAMMING!"

I wish I was half as confident as she is about putting the energy into the silliness. It's in my range of humor, and sometimes I can be hammy in front of others but I can also backtrack. I just get worried people think it's stupid instead of silly and that I'm being stupid. I just need people who I trust to really know me, I guess.

ANYWAY! BACK TO THE FUN STUFF!

I thought of a good nickname for Lunar: BLUEBERRY MOONCAKE!

If you don't know what a mooncake is... it's banned in several countries so that's understandable.

Finally Dazzle--sweet baby girl. She went from throwing a toy in Lunar's face because it was funny to offering to find that FREAKIN' DONUT THING, WHICH COULD'E BEEN LITERALLY ANYWHERE IN THAT WAREHOUSE-SIZED ROOM. She's definitely learning stuff from Sun, and he already trusts her enough to let her find it on her own. Yes he goes to help her at the end BUT YOU CAN'T DENY HOW CUTE THEIR BOND IS!

And now... quoting this genuinely wonderful exchange:

Lunar: I don't even know how I can hear you right now.

Earth: It's because I'm YELLING~!

Lunar: ...FAIR ENOUGH!

Earth: DID I HURT YOUR FEELINGS!?

Lunar: NO!

Earth: SO WE'RE COOL!?

Lunar: YEP~!

Earth: OKAY~!

[bluebelleisabelle]

I think it's predominantly the excitement of Monster High returning, but I wanna talk about "Growing Ghoulia" and "Spell the Beans" (especially since I've seen other people talking about the new episodes). Just a bunch of random points that I really appreciated. So, yes, this post will include spoilers for the episode "Growing Ghoulia" and "Spell the Beans" :)

All the new episodes this month have been wonderful so far, but I honestly really loved this one and "Spell the Beans" (but knowing me, the clankie episode tomorrow will likely come out on top <- pun intended. Don't be surprised if I post all about that one tomorrow too jhsjssjh).

No, but honestly, I appreciated the use of "allegory" (if you'd like to call it that) in regards to Ghoulia's need to top the horror roll. Ghoulia says, "it's hard for zombies to get points. We're not as fast as other monsters. I wanted to be the first zombie to be number one and show everyone they misjudged us."

Many could interpret it as disability allegory, or generally, any minority group that is prone to being judged solely on the basis of stereotype. And Draculaura pitches in with her own personal example. Due to her love of witchcraft (something that is shunned in monster society), she feels the need to prove herself as a means of "showcasing" that she is a responsible and kindhearted person amidst the act that she practices what society deems as a "filthy human habit".

In the episode "Spell the Beans", Draculaura states that she uses witchcraft to create, and that it is a fun hobby. Being a witch is her identity, and she wishes to prove to other monsters that witches can be good people. It is entirely dependent on what you use the powers for. Through these two episodes, we get to see Ghoulia and Draculaura's identities even more deeply, as well as the fact that they care so much about serving as pioneers (within the groups they identify with) towards a better, more accepting future. I imagine, even if kids aren't reading into the episodes as much as I am JJSJJ, that this underlying theme about identity and acceptance means a lot to so many people watching.

Also, can we talk about Ghoulia's reaction to Draculaura practicing witchcraft?? It's so wholesome! She's immediately like "that's so cool!" and then quickly realizes how unfair it is. Not because it's a "human" practice, but because of her goal in the episode: to be at the top of the horror roll. She is not bothered by Draculaura practicing witchcraft. As a matter of fact, she finds it very impressive and intriguing.

Also the visuals?!? Like, as a writer and filmmaker, the whole heart-to-heart scene with mid-falling, suspended tree leaves around them made me like "OMG CINEMATOGRAPHY", even though it's literally animated JSJSHJ. But still.

ALSO "Spell the Beans"!! With Dracula and Draculaura sitting with their backs to the tombstone. Like.... ooooo damn I love myself a good heart-to-heart scene, especially when the characters use the space in that way. There is so much that can be gathered through just their position during that scene. A sort of metaphorical (and literal) wall stands between them. It's a space where they can't exactly face one another, but can still engage in their conversation. LIKE OOF. FEELS.

And then of course, a definite highlight...

MONSTER HIGH CANONICALLY HAS AN LGBTQ+ CLUB!!

GUYS. MONTHS AGO I MADE A LIST OF G3 FRANKIE HEADCANONS AND ONE WAS THAT THEY ATTEND A QUEER CLUB BUT LIKE--

I DIDN'T THINK THEY'D ACTUALLY INCLUDE IT, BUT I AM SO HAPPY THEY DID!!

And they said "queer" too! Just like Twyla said "autism". I know it sounds small, but the writers (in order to avoid angry, homophobic parents) could easily have been like "this is the Ghoul Wraith Alliance, a place where people can celebrate identity". Sure, it would be sweet, but it would leave too much to the imagination. That is typically fun, but as a queer person myself, it is such a joy to hear these words being spoken aloud in children's media!! This made me so happy, and I have nothing but absolute respect for the Monster High team working on this show!

Nah, but overall, I'm so glad Monster High is back. They do such a great job not shying away from topics and communicating these topics in validating ways. Pumped for tomorrow's episodes (watch as I shit my pants at school, cause I'm gonna be there at 5 for theater production callbacks hehe).

[anulithots]

hello this was the ask i promised you when i sent in that reblog uh

FINISHED SEASON ONE (EPISODE TEN AND ELEVEN) SO NORMAL. SOSOSOSOSOOOO NORMAL.

OH MY GOD. OH MY GODSHFKDSJF. IS LU GUANG DEAD??? IS HE DIENE??? IS HE AN UNSATURATED HYDROCARBON WITH TWO DOUBLE BONDS BETWEEN CARBON ATOMS???? (dying i don't even like organic chem why am i making the stupidest dead-diene puns in existence) THAT WAS SO WILD. DID NOT SEE THIS HAPPENING IN A MILLION YEARS

CXS was so badass in these two episodes. that really took what we all thought of him in the first few episodes (shitty impulse control, can't see past the end of his nose) and flipped it on its head. god that was so cool. oh my god.

CXS's little speech!!!! it's so lovely!!!! oh my goodness!!!!!!! i did not know that there was a poet in him but we need more

already said this in the reblogs but qiao ling #1 shiguang shipper. and we love her for it. except for accidentally killing (?????? status of beinghood unsure ??????) lu guang ofc but it's not her fault we still love her

the fact about lu guang being weirdly mature for a kid — is that just some unexplored trauma or is he part primordial deity or something

this actually has nothing to do with episode ten or eleven but in episode five (?) where CXS just punched lu guang in the face. and he just took it with no resistance, then kneeled down and held him as he cried. heartbreaking. i realised i didn't say anything about that in my earlier fevered commentaries so i will now skfjdksjfkdjfkjf

KSFJKSJFKSJFKJFJKSDFJ

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME

OGANIC CHEM REFERNCE THAT I WISH I GOT BUT I KINDA DO FROM AP BIOLOGY AND I NEED TO HYPERFIXATE ON BIOLOGY AGAIN LDKJFKLDJSFKSDFJKSDLF j (love science references when raving about shows it's my favorite thing)

ALSO YES OF COURSE LINK CLICK HAS TO FLIP EVERYTHING ON IT"S HEAD IN THE LAST MINUTE AND RUIN THE HAPPY ENDING /pos but also KJSDFLKLDSKFJDSLKFJ:DLSKFJLKSDFJ

CXS IS AMAZING ESPECIALLY IN THE LAST TWO EPS KDJFLKSDFJ

Like yesss his observance and ability to predict behavior and use that to his advantage akjfaksfjaksldfjaksldf.

My headcannon is that this is what happens when he gets time to process his emotions and trusts himself a little more (like after his 'alone dive' he tries to take his time more, but of course... emotions... they be hard and overwhelming and he's so adhd core holy herbs)

(Also when he has time to process his emtions he's always so serious, the poor bean.)

YES POET CXS

(I screenshotted the whole thing.)

(and it was at this point that I exploded/pos)

BUT ALSO THE SPEACH AND HOW IT WAS NOT ONLY PERFECT TO COMFORT EMMA, BUT ALSO REFELCTED HIS GROWTH AS A CHARACTER... which would require a whole essay to explain... I have it written tbh but I would need to transcribe it... EVENTUALLY I WILL BUT THE WAY CXS CRAVES A PERFECT PAST (meanwhile Lu Guang craves a perfect future) AND LEARNED ABOUT ASPECTS OF HIMSELF THROUGHT THE PARRALLELS OF THE OTHERS LKJDFLKJDSFKJDSKFJDSK I CNA"T THIS SHOW IS TOO GOOD.

(Mild spoiler for Qiao LIng but it's not her fault so that's all good! She's still peak character of all time)

about your 5th point... season two will both shed light on that and make you scream soooooo (it's all foreshadowing and it's crazyyyy)

THAT MOMENT IN EPISODE FIVE YESSS

It's so perfect and heartbreaking and perfect and heartbreaking and KJSDLFKJDSLKFJDKLSFDKSF SKDF aaaaaa

CXS completely breaks down and Lu Guang tries to be comforting in his typical 'fool don't change the past, but it's okay because we'll change the future and.....' AND WAIT A MINUTE past and future for both of them and what they find comfort in alkjflaksdjfklaj AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (my analyzig brain is having so much fun with link click kalsdfjkasldfj;askdfl)

THANK YOU FOR SCREAMING WITH ME ABOUT LINK CLICK!!!!

[altocat]

Okay this is a weird one but if the Firsts and Cloud had to pick one Eeveelution which one would it be

I really like Pokemon

Now there's a fun one. Okay.

Genesis, with his very obvious fire gimmick, immediately rushes in to pick Flareon....only to realize it probably has like the worst stats out of any of them. Oh well. Fluffy.

Zack picks Jolteon, because he fully appreciates the fine art of being spiky and zipping around. And might have also played with plugs too often as a kid.

Sephiroth selects Espeon, since it's calm, elegant, and suits his alluring personality. It also kind of looks like a weird psychic alien? I mean sorta, with the tail.

Cloud, naturally, picks Umbreon in response. Because of course he had to go and pick the edgiest of Eeveelutions.

Angeal selects Leafeon, mostly because of his love for gardening. He doesn't even want to fight and compete with it. Pet the weird leaf-dog. Yay.

BONUS:

Lazard IS the director here. So he gets a say too! Glaceon for him. Because he's a cool leader with a chill personality. Enough cringy ice puns for you?

And Kunsel gets Sylveon. Because, contrary what that helmet would have you believe, Kunsel is secretly the sparkliest and most special bean of them all!

[jeysbvck]

i've been sleeping so long in a twenty-year dark night (but now i see daylight).

a/n: hello im back on my adrian bullshit. its crazy how almost a year ago i got back into posting my fanfic thanks to adrian, and now almost a year later, adrian has pulled me (albeit maybe temporarily) out of my writers block! PLEASE REBLOG

summary: 4 times you & Adrian almost kiss, & the 1 time you do.

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, teenage angst, best friends to lovers, new years kiss, mention of threesomes, vague mention of canon? any mistakes are all mine, ive tried to proof-read three times!

word count: 8.4k

14.

"Seriously? You haven't had your first kiss yet?!"

You rolled your eyes and threw a pillow at Adrian, who occupied the bean bag opposite you. "Shut up, it's not like you've had your first kiss either!"

Adrian threw the pillow back at you and smirked. "Actually, I have had my first kiss." He replied, smugly. You scoffed and raised your eyebrow.

"You do know that your pillow with Princess Leias face taped to it doesn't count, right?"

"Ha, ha. I know you're trying to embarrass me, and it won't work." Adrian said, then he mumbled, "I know it doesn't count."

"So who was this kiss with then, loverboy?" You asked, with a smirk. You were confident he was lying, but you weren't sure why he'd be lying. Adrian had been your best friend since you were seven, he had no reason to feel embarrassed around you, and there wasn't anything you didn't know about each other. Until now, apparently.

"Ashley Carter." Adrian shrugged.

"Seriously? Ashley Carter? Obsessed with horses, always wears those weird t-shirts with the horse puns on them?"

"So what! She's pretty, and she thinks I'm cool."

Your body began to burn, your cheeks especially, and you turned away, crossing your arms over your chest. "I think you're cool." You said, huffing slightly. You saw Adrian grin smugly out the corner of your eye and you sighed. "What?"

"Kinda sounds like you're jealous. Did you want to kiss me? Oh my God, did you want to kiss Ashley?!"

Your whole body felt like it was on fire as the embarrassment overwhelmed you. You certainly didn't want to kiss Ashley Carter, so were you jealous that everyone seemed to be having their first kisses, or were you jealous that you weren't Adrian's? You frowned at the thought and shook it off, you definitely weren't feeling that.

"Are you alright? When you're quiet like this, and have that look in your eyes, it usually means you're not alright." Adrian observed, and you nodded. "I didn't mean to upset you, if I even have. I was just teasing you."

You smiled slightly, you always forgot just how much Adrian picked up on. He may not read social cues and situations all too well, but he always knew when something was wrong; you still hadn't figured out how to hide it from him, no matter how much you'd tried over the years. "I'm fine, Adrian. Why didn't you tell me about your first kiss? We tell each other everything."

It was Adrian's turn to sigh, and he shrugged as he tried to sink deeper into the bean bag. "I don't know, you hadn't told me about yours, so I didn't think this was something we were gonna talk about."

"Of course it is, Adrian! This is prime best friend talk! Who else are you gonna talk about it with, parents?!" You replied, earning a chuckle from Adrian, which made you smile. "Besides, I didn't tell you because I haven't had it yet."

"Duh! I know that now, stupid." Adrian retorted, earning another pillow to the face from you. "I just assumed you'd had your first kiss; I'm very surprised by it."

"Wow, you're surprised that the girl whose only friend is the kid who ate glue hasn't been kissed yet?" You raised your eyebrow and Adrian sat up straighter.

"Hey, it was one time, and I was young and stupid back then."

"You were eleven!" You exclaimed.

"That's younger than fourteen!" Adrian exclaimed back, and you fell into a fit of laughter.

"You're an idiot." You laughed, and Adrian grinned triumphantly. "Yeah, but you love me anyway." He replied.

You rolled your eyes affectionately as a comfortable silence fell between you both, with only the sounds of the radio softly filling the air in the treehouse.

"You know...if you wanted...I could be your first kiss." Adrian said. Your eyebrows knitted together, it almost sounded like he said-

"I'm just saying, we're best friends, who else better to have a first kiss with?"

You let out a nervous chuckle, before raising your eyebrow. "Adrian Chase, do you want to kiss me?" You laughed.

"Why is that funny? Like I just said, who else is better for your first kiss? At least you know I'm not gonna run off and laugh about it afterwards behind your back!"

"Oh my God, does that happen?" You squeaked and Adrian nodded, his eyes wide.

"It happened to Matthew Barton. He kissed Millie Sawyer under the bleachers during PE, and by lunchtime, everyone knew he was a terrible kisser and they were all laughing at him."

You sunk further into your bean bag, hoping it would somehow swallow you up, but to no avail. "God, maybe you're right. Maybe this is the best way to just...get it over with."

"That's the spirit!" Adrian encouraged.

"But aren't you supposed to do it with someone you like?"

Adrian's expression fell into his sad, puppy dog face- that he perfected two weeks before his eighth birthday- and pouted at you.

"I like you, don't you like me?"

"For God's sake Adrian, like like!"

"Well, we love each other, right? We say it all the time. So...technically, that's stronger than like like!"

Adrian was making a lot of good points, and honestly, it wasn't like you hadn't thought about what it would be like to kiss Adrian before, but you never thought it would actually happen. You didn't even know if you wanted it to happen. You'd heard all your cousins stories about how awful their first kisses were, even your mom and dad had their horror stories; so wouldn't it be a cute story to have, that your best friend was your first kiss?

"Alright fine, let's do this." You said, and Adrian made a gleeful sound. He scrambled up off the blue bag bag and grabbed your hands, pulling you off your purple one with all his strength. You were suddenly very aware of how sweaty your palms were, and you hoped Adrian didn't notice, or at least didn't mention it. Thankfully, he didn't, he was too busy rambling on about something that you couldn't hear over the sound of your heart pounding in your ears as it begged to be released from its cage.

Adrian pulled his hands from yours, only to put them on your cheeks, like your face was in a vice. Your eyes widened as Adrian leaned in slowly, oh this was really about to happen, you were about to kiss Adrian, and were you feeling...butterflies? As you closed your eyes, anticipating his lips on yours, your heart got faster, it was happening, you were about to have your first kiss...

"GUYS? ARE YOU UP HERE?"

You shrieked and pulled out of Adrian's grip, sending yourself colliding into the small table behind you, sending soda and chips flying everywhere, which ended up on you, who ended up in a heap on the floor.

Your moms head peered up through the hatch on the floor. "Dinners read- oh hon, what happened this time? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mom. We'll be right down." You replied. Your mom looked at you, then at Adrian, who was trying his hardest to keep his laughter at bay. She shook her head, then disappeared back through the hatch.

Adrian took two large steps towards you and offered you his hand, but you rejected it, and pushed yourself off the floor, brushing the chips off your clothes. Adrian picked some out of your hair, before he grinned. He opened his mouth, but you clamped your hand over it before he could speak.

"We will never talk about this again." You warned, and he nodded, his eyes sparkled with amusement. You removed your hand and headed down the hatch.

"I mean it, Adrian, not a word."

16.

"Honey, I'm home!!" You heard Adrian shout as he climbed up the ladder. You wiped the tears from your eyes, but stayed curled up on the pull out couch that had replaced the bean bags last year. "Hey, I got your text, oh, you're crying. What's wrong?"

"Aaron broke up with me." You told him. "He was using me to make Megan jealous, and it worked, so they got back together."

Adrian sat down on the floor next to the couch and stroked the back of your hair. "Well, at least Megan was jealous of you, right?" You turned your head and glared at Adrian, who blinked behind his glasses. "What?"

"My boyfriend used me and then dumped me, and you think I should be happy because Megan was jealous, which means his horrible plan worked?!"

"Whoa, okay, no, that's not what I meant!" Adrian protested, bringing his hands up in mock surrender. "But, come on, you and Aaron were never gonna last."

"Wow, please, keep going, you're doing an amazing job." You said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, if your goal is to make me want to throw myself from this treehouse."

"Oh, you're being sarcastic." Adrian realised, and groaned as you covered your face with a pillow. "Again, I just meant that Aaron is a fucking dim-witted meathead who doesn't understand anything that doesn't include throwing or kicking a ball."

"But he's so handsome!" You groaned, before you started laughing. "You're right, why didn't I realise it wasn't real? Why would Aaron want me?"

Adrian pulled the pillow from your face and frowned at you. "Aaron Tully doesn't deserve you. You're smart, and funny, and pretty, sometimes a little mean, but in a fun way, and you took me under your wing, even after I cut your hair."

You laughed at the memory. Seven year old Adrian was sat behind you during reading hour. You don't remember feeling him cut your hair, but you do remember him tapping on your shoulder and handing you a fistful of your ponytail. You started crying, wailing even, and Adrian was sent to the naughty corner. The teacher calmed you down with some extra milk and cookies, and when you were feeling better, you took the cookie you had stuffed in your pocket to Adrian. "You're an idiot." You told him, and he grinned as he took the cookie from you.

"Who just cuts someone's hair instead of talking to them like a normal person?" You asked and Adrian shrugged.

"It worked didn't it?"

"So far." You replied, with a teasing smile.

"Okay, move up. We're watching a film." Adrian said, as he turned to grab the laptop from the table behind him. You sat up and swung your legs round so Adrian could sit next to you.

Half an hour into the movie, and you were pretty sure you were going to die of boredom. Adrian had chosen some action film, and your eyelids were heavy, drooping every so often before you jerked yourself awake, or Adrian made a noise at the film. You couldn't help yourself though, and soon your head was on Adrian's shoulder. He felt stiff, like he wouldn't, or couldn't, move, but his eyes stayed glued to the film. Were you pushing a boundary? You had both slept in the same bed hundreds of times, even shared the same sleeping bag on camping trips, was this different somehow? You lifted your head up slightly, to ease Adrian up, ignoring the rejected feeling in your chest.

"You, uh, don't have to move." Adrian told you, his voice a little louder than a whisper and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. He looked nervous, his eyes still fixed on the laptop screen, but you could tell he wasn't paying attention to the film.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable." You replied, matching his tone. You weren't sure what was happening, but something in the air had shifted, as had Adrian. He was now staring at you, with a look in his eyes that you couldn't quite place. It was then you started to notice just how handsome Adrian was getting. He had always been cute, but he was now handsome, and you pouted; how long until other people realize too, or even worse, Adrian himself realizes he doesn't need you anymore?

"You are the only person who you could never, ever make me feel uncomfortable." Adrian replied. "I don't know what I'd do without you, I think I'd last less than a day!"

You giggled and shook your head, "You're an idiot." You said, and Adrian grinned. Neither of you had realized how close you had gotten, so close that you could feel Adrian's breath on your cheek. "Adrian, what are we doing?" You asked.

"I don't know, should we stop?"

"I don't know." You said. The truth was, you didn't want to stop. After you almost kissed when you were fourteen, you had both stayed true to not talking about it, but you hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. For two years, you had been confused about your feelings for Adrian, you didn't know if you had a crush on him, or if it was just a weird teenage feeling. You'd been feeling a lot of things recently.

"I think I'm going to kiss you now." Adrian whispered, and your stomach exploded with the bubbly, butterfly feeling.

"Okay." You whispered. You closed your eyes and held your breath, and Adrian leaned forward ever so slightly...

You both jumped as your phone vibrated loudly against the wood floor. Adrian toppled off the couch as you reached over and grabbed the phone to answer it.

"Hello?" You answered, completely out of breath, your heart racing.

"Are you home? I forgot my keys." Your dad asked.

"I'm coming dad." You replied, practically throwing yourself down the treehouse hatch without looking at Adrian.

"Thanks, love. Did I interrupt you?" Your dad asked, once you opened the door and let him in.

"No, don't worry." You replied, before muttering under your breath " I think you stopped me from making a mistake."

18.

You had no idea how this party got out of hand. You had only invited a handful of people, yet you had a house full of people, most who you didn't know. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, apart from you; being the hostess wasn't like you were thought it would be, instead of drinking and having fun with your friends, you were running round making sure nothing was broken, or being stolen. Not to mention, you hadn't seen Adrian all night, which was completely bumming you out.

After the hundredth time of shouting at a random joke for almost breaking your mom's favorite vase, you had hit your breaking point. You grabbed a plastic bag from under the sink, filled it with snacks, then snatched a bottle of vodka from the island -one that you definitely didn't supply for the party- and headed to your sanctuary; the treehouse.

You hadn't been up there in a while, you'd been busy with your part time job at the library and figuring out what to do with your life. Your parents weren't exactly thrilled that you'd chosen not to attend college just yet, but at least they were being supportive. They'd even heavily suggested that you throw a party, that it would make you feel better, give you a chance to let your hair down. You didn't know why you thought it was a good idea, maybe it was because you were sick of missing Adrian, and it seemed like an easy way to get drunk.

You opened the treehouse hatch, rolled the bottle of vodka across the wooden floor, threw the bag of snacks in the same direction and hauled yourself up. When you turned around, you were surprised to see Adrian, sitting on the couch. It had been a while since you'd seen each other, and when you did, it was awkward. You couldn't speak for why Adrian was being distant, but you had been confused about your feelings for Adrian for a few years, and since the situation with Aaron, it had only become more so. Every time you saw him, your chest tightened and nausea hit. You were eighteen, how were you still dealing with these stupid schoolgirl crush feelings?

"Hey stranger." You finally said. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"Yeah, sorry, it got a little crowded down there." Adrian replied, and you nodded as you pursed your lips. "Okay, what's wrong?" Adrian asked.

"Nothing, nothing." You insisted. "I just, didnt think you came, you know, I looked everywhere for you."

"Well, you found me." Adrian said. He was acting weird, he was averting his eyes, looking everywhere but at you. Everything felt like it was going wrong; you didnt know what you were going to do with your life, you couldn't throw a party right, and now your best friend of eleven years wouldn't even look at you.

You rolled your eyes and made your way across the treehouse, kicking the vodka over to the mattress on the floor. You threw yourself down and cracked open the bottle, welcoming the burning the vodka left in your throat. You offered Adrian the bottle silently, which he accepted, making a face after taking a large sip.

"Did you hear about Rebecca Marsh?" Adrian asked, passing the bottle back to you. You shook your head as you took another drink. Adrian got a glint in his eyes and he crawled off the couch and over to you on the mattress. "She got kicked out of Harvard!"

"Fuck off, no!" You squealed, and Adrian nodded furiously as he took the bottle from you. "What the hell happened?"

"I don't know, something about a party that got out of control, drugs and the police were involved!"

"Oh, wow." You shook your head. "You know, you're supposed to dress up for a Halloween party."

"Who says?" Adrian asked, passing the half empty bottle of vodka back to you.

"Come on, you used to love dressing up for Halloween!"

"Yeah, when it was just you and me, and not a bunch of people I don't know who will judge me! Besides, your costume isn't exactly a game-changer is it?" Adrian laughed. "You look real good as a witch though."

You smiled slyly as you tucked your hair behind your ear. You weren't sure if it was the vodka, or your confusing feelings, but you were pretty sure Adrian was flirting with you. You took another drink from the bottle instead of replying, mainly because you weren't sure what you should say. Adrian didn't notice though, he just kept talking.

"You look real good in anything though. Maybe if I had told you more we'd still be close." Adrian mused, and you frowned. You put the bottle down and grabbed Adrians face, smushing his cheeks together as you stared into his wide drunk eyes with your own.

"Adrian, you are not the reason we haven't been spending time together. I've just been stressed, and confused and I thought-"

"Confused about what?" Adrian asked, his speech muffled slightly. You let go of his face and stood up as you took another sip of the drink, avoiding his gaze, and his question. "Hey, talk to me!" Adrian insisted. He grabbed your arm and pulled you back to face him.

You groaned loudly and rolled your head, cracking your neck as you did so. "It's nothing, okay! I just missed you, and I was beginning to think, after everything these past few years that-" You stopped and looked at Adrian, worry etched across his face as he waited for you to finish. "-I thought I was losing my best friend." At least you told him half the truth.

Adrian's eyebrows knitted together and he took your hands in his. "What? You think it's gonna be that easy to get rid of me? These past few years have been...weird, but that's just stupid teenager stuff, right? We'll always be okay." Adrian promised.

"Wow, when did you get so wise?" You chuckled.

"I guess all those years being around you rubbed off on me." Adrian said, and you rolled your eyes. "Oh, wait, hold still."

You did as you were told, and when Adrian lifted his finger to your cheek, your breath hitched in your throat and your eyes fluttered closed. He gently grazed his finger just under your eye, & when you opened them, he had an eyelash on his fingertip.

"Make a wish." He whispered. You blew the eyelash away, and Adrian placed his hand on your cheek

"Adrian...we're drunk." You warned.

"So? You don't wanna do this?" He whispered.

"I just don't think we should. It's not the right time." You replied.

"It never is, so why not now?" Adrian's finger traced your cheekbone, and you inhaled through your nose. Fuck it, you were both drunk, but it was clear you both wanted this.

Suddenly, the hatch door opened. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" You shouted, turning to the hatch, eyes wide as Melissa waved from the hatch.

"Hi, sorry to interrupt but....the police are kicking everyone out. You better come down." Melissa informed you, before waving and disappearing. You smiled apologetically at Adrian, before following Melissa. You felt deflated, like the world was against you and Adrian, that you were cursed.

21.

"Call Adrian. Call Adrian! Ugh, stupid phone!" You said to yourself. You had been on one your first -and last for a while- night out for your twenty-first, and of course you'd left your keys at home. Which would've been fine, if your parents hadn't locked the front door before going to bed. It was three am, and there was no way in hell you were waking them up by banging on the front door, demanding to be let in. You sat under the tree, and opened up Adrian's texts, before deciding to send him a voice note.

"Heyyyy, Adrian, bestie. So, I just got home, and I'm locked out of my house. I think I'm going to have to sleep in the treehouse, but there's a....thirty...no, eighty percent chance that I'm going to fall off the ladder and die. On my twenty-first birthday. Figures, right. I don't know why you didn't come tonight, but I wish you had, I wanted to spend my birthday with you, especially since I'm...you know, that thing we're not discussing for some reason. Anyway, hope this does wake you."

You hit send, then stood up, kicked off your heels, and climbed up the ladder, slowly. It took you ten minutes to get up the ladder, and once you were in the treehouse, you flung yourself onto the floor. "Oh my God, I didn't die!" You said gleefully to yourself. You crawled across the floor to the mattress, and got under the very fluffy blanket on top of it.

You couldn't believe Adrian hadn't turned up tonight. You wanted to be mad at him, to shout at him and make him feel guilty for missing your big milestone, but you just couldn't. It was hard to be mad at your best friend, when you knew you were leaving town. It wasn't for long, a few months, at least, but it was a good worming opportunity, and those didn't come round often when you weren't in college. You and Adrian hadn't spoken about it, apart from when you initially told him. He'd acted supportive, he'd told you to go for it, that he was proud of you, and he gave you a hug; a hug that felt like he didn't want to let go. But then, nothing. He didn't bring it up, and neither did you, although you really wanted to. You wanted to tell him that nothing was going to change, that he'd always be your best friend, but you couldn't bring yourself to bring it up.

"Okay, I'm guessing your up here, because your shoes and bag are on the grass down there."

You pulled the blanket from over your head and grinned as Adrian peered over the hatch. "What are you doing here? It's three am!" You asked, and Adrian held his phone up.

"You sent me this very drunk voice note about how you were about to possibly die while climbing into here."

"I did? Huh, I don't remember that. Weird." You shrugged and lay back down on the mattress. "Hey, come join me. We won't be able to do this for much longer."

"Don't remind me." Adrian muttered as he joined you under the blanket. You lay on your side and stared at Adrian as he settled under the blanket. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm just looking at you Adrian."

"No, you're looking at me like you looked at Orlando Bloom when we watched Pirates of the Caribbean." Adrian replied. "Why?"

"I'm not meaning to!" You said, a little too loudly. "I'm just- when did you get so pretty?"

Adrian just stared ahead, and you in your drunk state weren't sure if you'd actually said that out loud. You hadn't meant to, but you also didn't regret it, and you would absolutely repeat it if he asked you to. Besides, you were drunk and leaving in three days, if Adrian didnt want to see you again, he didn’t have to. Even if it would break you.

"You're drunk." Adrian finally said, and you scoffed.

"Two things can be true, Adrian. You're my best friend, if I can't tell you that you're pretty, who can?"

"You're right. I've never been called pretty before." Adrian said, a hint of red spreading across his cheeks. You beamed, and you pinched his cheek softly.

"Well, you're the prettiest." You told him. "Can I ask you something?"

Adrian turned his body to match your position, "Shoot."

"Why didn't you come tonight?" You didn't want to ruin the mood, but it had been eating at you all night, it was a reason you got as drunk as you had. Adrian took a deep breath, staring intensely at you.

"I had to work." He said. You let out one single laugh, and rolled your eyes. "What? I did!"

"That's such a weak excuse Adrian. You've been avoiding me for ages now, I just thought it would be different tonight, considering it's a pretty big birthday!"

"I'm not, I mean- I just- ugh!" Adrian turned to face the ceiling and put his hands over his head. "I'm trying to get used to not being with you!"

"Oh." Your heart sank and a lump started to form in your throat. "We're still gonna talk everyday!"

"You say that now, but will we? Everything's changing too fast, and I don't like it."

You pulled Adrian's hands from his face and turned his head to you. With your hand on his cheek, you shook your head. "If you think I can go a single day without talking to you, you're an idiot. I need you, Adrian. I've only ever needed you."

Adrian's breath hitched in his throat, and he ran his tongue over his lips nervously. I'm gonna do it, you thought, it's now or never.

You leaned forward ever so slightly, your hand still on Adrian's face. He watched with huge, wide eyes as you came closer, his eyes frantically darting to your lips and back up. At the last second though, he turned away. "Don't."

You pulled your hand from his cheek and stood up, embarrassment and rejection had sobered you up completely. "I'm sorry, I thought you-"

"No, I do!" Adrian exclaimed, scrambling off the mattress.

"Yeah, it seems like it." You scoffed. "Look it's fine, let's just forget about it, okay? I've been drinking, it brought some stuff up, I misread, well, everything. It's whatever."

"It's not whatever!" Adrian groaned, throwing his arms up. "Of course I've thought about it, I have for years! But you're drunk, and I'm not, and it's just not the right time!"

"So when is then? Because it wasn't tonight, and it wasn't three years ago, so when is?!"

"Then maybe there isn't a right time. Maybe we missed it."

You had always thought that Aaron Tully had broken your heart at aged 16, but that was nothing compared to how you felt right now. "What are you saying?"

"That maybe we missed our chance." Adrian confirmed. "Maybe we were doomed from the start."

"Right, yeah." You tried to swallow lump in your throat, but it just got bigger, and you turned away Adrian, refusing to let him see your eyes filling up. "I should go." Adrian said softly, and you nodded your head.

Adrian threw himself against your back and wrapped his arms around you. "I'll come see you before you leave, okay?" You nodded again, not able to trust your voice. Only when you heard the hatch close did you let the tears escape as you crumbled to the floor.

25.

You were talking with your aunts when you saw him from across the room, and your heart almost exploded. After three years of not seeing him, he was a sight to behold. He hadn't changed, not really, he was still the Adrian you grew up with, but there was something different about him; you just couldn't put your finger on it. Your aunts pulled you back into the conversation, but you weren't paying much attention. You interjected with little mumbles and murmurs of acknowledgement here and there, but you couldn't take your eyes off Adrian as you watched him greet your parents. Then your eyes met, and you waved slightly. Adrian grinned, and you swear it brightened up the room. You reciprocated the smile, and got back to the conversation just in time, as one of your aunts began to ask about your job.

You made it to eleven before you could no longer deal with your relatives. You loved them very much- and when your parents told you they were throwing a New Years party, you jumped at the chance to come home and see everyone- but if one more person asked you about your relationship status, you'd drink yourself to death. So after another depressing conversation about how scarily close to 30 you were and how scarily single you were, you slipped out into the back garden and climbed up the ladder to your old favourite space.

It had been years since you'd been up here, even when you were spending weekends at home, you avoided the treehouse like the plague, you wouldn't even look at it. It reminded you of Adrian, and although you called each other and texted all the time, it hadn't felt the same since your twenty-first birthday. You pushed at the hatch and hauled yourself up, and as you turned around, you almost fell back down the hole in fright.

"Fuck! Adrian, you scared me!" You yelled, and Adrian jumped up.

"I'm so sorry! You know how I am with parties, and I thought I'd see how this place was holding up without me." Adrian said. He ran his finger over the coffee table and held up his dusty finger. "Looks great."

"It has been a while since it's been used." You said. "Dad had the idea to tear it down, but I wouldn't let him." You replied. "That's not the only thing that's been a while."

"What are you- Ohhhh, us! I mean- just that it's been a while since we've been face to face."

"Yeah," You chuckled. It was awkward, and you absolutely hated it. How had it come to this? You were once inseperable, a package deal, and now you could barely be in the same room together. It didn't help that he looked so good. His glasses now framed his face, and they didn't hide his stupidly beautiful eyes. "Hey, you want a drink?" Adrian asked, and when you wavered, he tilted his head and frowned. "Oh come on, it's New Year, have a drink!"

You smiled and took the bottle of beer from Adrian, and you noticed that his once stick-thin arms were now huge. You gulped and licked your lips and turned away from Adrian before heading to the window. Was it hot in here? Adrian followed and sat next to you, tilting the bottle towards you. You clinked the two bottles together before taking a drink, and you sighed. "So, how have you been?"

"Good, yeah. I'm still working at Fennel Fields, and I've even got a side job too."

"A side job? Doing what?"

"Oh, just stuff. Remember Christopher Smith?"

"Guts friend? The racist guy who calls himself Peacemaker? Isn't he locked up?"

"He is. But we became friends before he left. We used to hang out and everything." Adrian said, and you frowned.

"Why are you hanging out with him? Adrian, he was such a dick to you, and to everyone else in school! What could you possibly be doing with him?"

"He's changed, mostly." Adrian insisted, and he ignored when you rolled your eyes and scoffed. "Well, anything else new?" You asked.

"Not really. I've had some threesomes here and there, but-"

You chose the wrong time to take a drink, and you spluttered as you choked. Adrian began to slap your back, and you batted his hand away. "You've had threesomes?! With who?!"

"Me, Chris and who-"

"Nope, no, stop! I don't wanna know!" You shouted, covering your ears with your hands. "Oh God, I need something stronger than beer right now."

You could feel the jealousy bubbling up inside you, and you needed to push it down, quick. The thought of Adrian...you didn't want to think about it anymore, but it was all you could think about. Between that revelation, the way he looked and the feelings you were battling to keep at bay, your mind was melting with inappropriate thoughts.

"You alright?" Adrian asked, and you nodded.

"I'm just, uh- I'm just thinking about my ex." You replied, quickly. When Adrian groaned, you scoffed. "What's your problem?"

"I just don't want to hear about your sexual conquests." Adrian said, and you turned to him, your mouth agape.

"Oh, so you get to drop that you've had multiple threesomes since we last saw each other, but I mention one date and you cringe?!"

"I didn't cringe! I just-"

"You just what, Adrian? What could possibly-"

"I don't wanna think about you with other people!" Adrian yelled over you.

You opened your mouth to respond, but closed it instead. You smirked slightly and shook your head, before you looked around the grimy treehouse. Nothing had changed in here, apart from a few bits of furniture that had been changed, yet you and Adrian were different people now; in some ways at least. "Remember when we had a sleepover for Halloween, and stole all the candy for the trick-or-treaters?" You asked Adrian, who laughed loudly.

"Of course! Your mom was so mad at us!"

"Yeah, so were our stomachs!"

"The floor was never the same either." Adrian added.

"Okay, what's your favourite treehouse memory?" You asked. Adrian hummed as he pondered your question, and you took a sip of beer as you watched him. You couldn't stop the corner of your lip from turning up when you noticed he still scrunched his nose when he spoke; the way the corner of his eyes crinkled; the way he bit his lip when he was concentrating.

"Oh I know!" Adrian exclaimed, a sparkle in his eye, and you leaned forward with anticipation, your elbows rested on your knees. "When I was almost your first kiss, but your mom interrupted us, and you fell over!"

"Well, mines about to be when I throw you out this window!" You gasped and laughed. As Adrian smirked at you, you attempted to geab his arm, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him, resulting in you being on top of Adrian as he lay on the floor.

The atmosphere in the treehouse went from being light-hearted and fun, to serious and heart-racing. You bit your lip as Adrian looked up at you. You couldn't remember the last time you'd been this close, if you'd ever been, but you were afraid of moving, of saying or doing the wrong thing and ruining whatever this moment was.

"My real favourite memory," Adrian said, softly, almost like he was choosing his words carefully, "was when you made us watch that Heath Ledger rom-com."

"Wait a minute, your favourite memory, out of every single memory we've made in this place, is when I forced you to watch Ten Things I Hate About You?!"

Adrian shrugged and smiled shyly, a small blush forming on his cheeks as he stared up at you, with those adorable, wide eyes of his. "We were sharing a blanket and a bowl of popcorn on the mattress, and just as I realized you hadn't slapped my arm or tell me a fact about the scene in about seven minutes, I felt your head drop to my shoulder. I turned to look at you and you were asleep, it was adorable," Adrian paused, then added, "and the first time I realized I might be in love with you."

You sat up, forgetting you were on top of Adrian, and you stared at him, your arms crossed. "That…that was when we were seventeen. What- you- what? Why didn't you say anything?"

You sat up, forgetting you were on top of Adrian, and you stared at him, your arms crossed. "That…that was when we were seventeen. What- you- what? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because you were my best friend! I didn't know if I was just confusing my feelings, or if I was what I was feeling was real, and our friendship was more important than whatever I was feeling."

"So, why now?" You questioned, dropping your arms and posture from the defensive position you'd found yourself in, and as Adrian sat up, you found yourself completely on his lap.

"When I saw you tonight, I realized we'd spent too much time apart. I was up here thinking about you, building up the courage to come and speak to you. God, do you know how much I miss you? The phone calls and texts just aren't enough for me. I didn't tell you what was going on before because I was scared, and I didn't wanna lose you, and I told you I didn't think it was the right time. Turns out, I lost you anyway. I know too much has changed, but my feelings never did."

You didn't want to say anything, there were no words that could ever convey how you were feeling right now. Adrian's eyes were full of fear, he could barely look at you. There was only one thing you wanted to do, and you were going to do it. There was only one thing, one person who could stop you; you just hoped he wouldn't. You put your hand on his cheek and guided him to look at you.

"Adrian," you whispered, "this is the right time."

Adrian didn't waste a single second. He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you closer to him, and you held his face in your hands. As your lips finally touched, fireworks began to go off outside, illuminating you both as you melted into one another. Everything finally felt right, after eleven years and five attempts, the universe finally allowing you both the one thing you'd wanted for as long as you could remember.

"We finally found the right time." Adrian mumbled into your lips, and you grinned as he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. "Happy New Year, babe."

You pouted for another kiss which Adrian happily granted. "Happy New Year, Adrian."

[cecebeanie]

hiiiiiiiii

i just saw your profile and went ooh cool nice following now

i love chickpeas too (only for texture, personally I think flavor is mid but irrelevant) and beans!

Ahhh thank youuuu🥺

I do love chickpeas, but it's actually a sort of pun on my name? It doesn't make sense in English, but in Italian my nickname is ceci, which means chickpeas, and in school they used to call me "ceci e fagioli", chickpeas and beans in English. Plus I'm a vegetarian, so I do actually eat lots of chickpeas and beans lol (and chickpeas are my favourite thing ever, I love putting spices in them)

[koreposion]

Thoughts on canon and fanon Blue?

Okay let me start off with this

AUUUYGHHHHHHRRRFHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHH

Now my actual thoughts are....I don't really care, they both have their strengths and weaknesses but both of them are used to tear the other down. Not only that but purity culture is pathetic so when "Blueberry" is made to be Aroace because "He's such a cute and sweet childlike bean!"

It's grosser than the fact that you think of him as "childlike" like adults don't love puzzles, colors, and keep stuffed animals. Not only are you making it out to seem like it's bad to enjoy "childish" things as an adult but that wanting joy means that you haven't grown up which is :[

I feel like Blueberry is a wonderful way to explore different aspects of adulthood and how it affects people differently. Childlike wonderment and joy shouldn't be limited to just your childhood, and some children are just forced to grow up fast but then that leaves them wanting the things they should have had during their childhood years. However this part of storytelling for Blueberry isn't EVER SEEN BECAUSE FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE ARE FIGHTING OVER ECHO CHAMBER THOUGHTS????

Not only that but the MOMENT someone EVER headcannons something and it becomes popular it becomes "fanon" which??? SO YOU WANT PEOPLE TO WRITE THE CHARACTERS BASED ON HEADCANNONS MADE FUCKIN FOREVER AGO???

Like okay, example the food thing where each Sans was given a favorite condiment, and the swap versions were different dishes. This was okay but like...what do you mean Blueberry's defining traits are that he loves tacos and wants what's best for everyone....like are you sure you don't want anything else? Please. Please oh my God please.

It's like when people make Papyrus' traits "love spaghetti and the guard" and NOTHING ELSE. Even though he loves collecting action figures, studying puzzles, making costumes, building, and he is a very caring person but is only ever used as a plot point in fics??? Like when something needs to go wrong he's there, or when something needs to go right he's there. It's not written in naturally and thus has also affected the way people write Blueberry.

When something needs to go right or wrong Blueberry is there but oh no! He's too sweet and kind to want anything EVER and only wants what's best for you but it's never in a cool manipulative way? Fics that make him a bit of an ass are a breath of fresh air.

I think people forget that he's Sans too a lot. And I think he should be more quick witted and smart mouthed. He should keep his love of puns and ketchup, he should also keep his smarts. Like puzzle wise he's actually really good and puts a lot of effort into it but he's not really good at the science aspect of smart. It's like people forget that you can still keep these traits and "swap" him.

I have SO MUCH MORE to say but the basic fundamentals are this.

People need to stop holding onto the past version of Blueberry but also not tear down the past version as much as they do. You can give him different traits and he'd still be "Sans", making him less of a "Papyrus" would be helpful. Have fun with new ideas and possibly explore the idea of having different types of childhood and how that affects a person as an adult. Liking childish things doesn't mean someone is an innocent person, but that they find comfort in those things and nothing more. Growing up happens, and it's apart of life and it's hard to come to terms with sometimes.

To have him stay a flat character with no possiblity of change is a waste of potential and people have the right to do more. Overall, do what you think is most fun when it comes to story telling but don't forget that he's a character who needs devolvement just like any other "Sans"

Man I had so much to say I'm sorry

[key2world]

I know we all had a lot to say about Tinn’s ‘high-school transformation’ for Gun. But, I think it was necessary; it was needed to prove a point: he might have undergone the clichéd ‘glow-up’ but removing a pair of glasses and incorporating a cool hair-style doesn’t make a nerd any less a nerd. It doesn’t suddenly embolden this anxious, smol bean of a boy; he doesn’t magically turn into a suave flirt. No, Tinn is as Tinn always has been and that awkward nerdiness and shy strictness and annoying naginess of his is essentially what Gun falls for. Gun fell for the real Tinn; the Tinn who cares, maybe a little too much; the Tinn who is principled(pun somewhat intended) to a fault; the Tine who is always so, so selfless.

[trashyswitch]

Luigi's Secret

Chapter 10: Trying Out Power Ups

Peach, Toad and Mario are helping Luigi get used to new power ups. But this time, Peach wants Mario to show off this particular power up. Why, you may ask? Read ahead to find out!

@weegee-simp69 Here ya go! Hope you all enjoy!

Another upside to having the weekend off, is the chance to spend more time with Peach and the same Toad that had helped them on his first adventure. Ya know, the brave one with a monster truck for a gokart! 

They were all hanging out, while showing Luigi more tricks and tips with some of the powerups. “It looks like you’ve been practicing with the ice power a lot! You’ve improved quite a bit.” Peach told him. 

Luigi chuckled and put on a smug grin. “Oh, ya know…” He made an ice block in his hand. “I’m just cool like that.” 

Mario groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Gesù Cristo…” Mario mumbled in Italian. 

Peach chuckled. “Icy what you did there.” Peach teased. 

Luigi smiled brightly upon hearing that. “You make puns too?!” He asked. 

Mario sighed as he looked at Toad. “Here we-a go.” 

Toad only giggled at this and went back to watching.

“Oh, that’s just the tip of the iceberg.” Peach teased. “Puns are my go-to when it comes to breaking the ice.” Peach told him. 

“Snow kidding.” Luigi giggled. 

Mario huffed. “Great…Let’s see how long this lasts…” Mario muttered to himself. 

“A million decades?” Toad asked. 

Mario chuckled. “Knowing them, probably.” Mario said. 

“Do the puns work?” Luigi asked. 

“Sometimes the person cracks up.” Peach admitted. 

“Other times they give you the cold shoulder?” Luigi joked. 

“Brrr-ice-ly.” Peach replied. 

Luigi guffawed and laughed at that last one. “Wow! I’ve been outbeat!” Luigi reacted. 

Mario couldn’t help the little smile that grew when he heard that one. “Okay…That was a little more tolerable.” Mario admitted. “But still quite bad.” 

Peach waved her hands. “Okay. Snow more puns.” Peach told them. It took only a second for her to realize the irony of that statement. “Uh- Starting now.” Peach fixed it. 

Luigi nodded and fixed his now-light blue hat. “So…you said you had another power up you were going to show me?” Luigi asked. 

“Yes!” Peach declared happily.

Mario sighed and chuckled. “I tried to warn Peach that you were NOT going to take this power up seriously.” Mario told Luigi. 

Luigi tilted his head. “What do you mean?” He asked. 

Mario took out a power up of a bell with little black beady eyes on it. Luigi tilted his head, before looking at Peach. “It’s…a bell.” Luigi told her. 

“Just wait.” Peach told him, throwing it to Mario. 

Mario sighed as he caught it. “Why do I have to be the one to use it? You’d look so much better in it.” Mario asked. 

“Because I think Luigi would rather enjoy seeing you in the suit.” Peach told him with a smirk. 

Mario huffed and used the power up. With a puff of smoke, Mario shook himself off in the power up, before wagging his tail. When the smoke cleared, Luigi looked at Mario and slowly gasped as he covered his mouth. He had turned into a TABBY CAT! 

MARIO WAS A CAT! MARIO WAS A FREAKING CAT! Luigi squeezed his eyes shut as he let out a squeal of pure joy. “EEEEEEEEK! OOOOH MY GOD!” Luigi picked up Mario right away, making Mario yelp in an almost cat-like manner. “HE’S SOOO CUTE!” Luigi shouted, hugging him for a couple seconds before holding Mario up in the air like a toddler with a huge smile on his face. 

“Luigi, please!” Mario begged, wiggling around like a wiggly kitten. 

Luigi giggled and placed Mario down, before kneeling down and picking up Mario’s front paw. “Are these real-” Luigi gasped again and placed his thumb on the middle paw pad. “There ARE!” Luigi replied eagerly, looking at Peach and Toad. “He has toe beans and everything!” Luigi reacted, pushing on the middle paw pad with the stupidest little smile on his face. 

Toad was giggling and laughing at Luigi’s reaction, while Peach was looking at Mario with the most mischievous, teasy look on her face. Mario had his yellow ears tipped back, while he glared at the princess with both anger and embarrassment. His confidence and dignity was now in the toilet…and it quickly became apparent that Peach had planned this all along. 

“Are you done?” Mario asked Luigi, a bit red in the face from the unusual amount of attention. 

Luigi giggled. “One more thing.” Luigi brought his hand up to the ear, and started to move his fingers towards the base of the left ear. “I wanna see if-” 

“Waitwait-whatareyoudoing-” Mario asked, before widening his eyes as he felt the fingers touch down.

Luigi raised his eyebrows as he scratched the back of his ear while watching carefully for Mario’s reaction. “How does that feel?” Luigi asked as he gently scratched right under Mario’s cat ear. This was a common spot that almost all cats loved being petted. And with Mario in the cat suit, he was eager to see how it would affect Mario. 

And it certainly did affect Mario! Mario quickly began leaning into Luigi’s touch with a growing smile. He couldn’t describe just how amazing it felt. He could hear himself purring uncontrollably while Luigi did this magical thing against his ear. He knew he should be embarrassed about the fact that he’s purring in front of his brother. He knew logically that this wasn’t a normal reaction…not even in the slightest. But…that didn’t matter. Not anymore. 

Luigi watched as Mario laid himself down on his belly, and continued gently vibrating with purrs of delight and contentment. Luigi moved his hand down slightly to the side of the neck, and smiled brightly as he watched Mario practically melt into a puddle from the simple touch. He…had never imagined seeing Mario act like this before. He thought he had seen every reaction, every emotion and every quirk about his brother. They had grown up together! He should’ve seen it all! But this…this was a side of Mario he had never looked at before. It…almost made him wonder if this was even the same person. 

“Luigi?” Peach asked. 

Luigi looked up, and moved his hand away. “Yes?” 

Peach walked up to Luigi and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Are those tears of joy? Or tears of sadness?” Peach asked, referring to his face. 

Confused at first, Luigi felt his own face and widened his eyes when he felt the new drops of tears on his hands. He looked at his slightly wet fingers. It turns out, Luigi had been crying during most of the petting session…specifically when he was thinking. Luigi couldn’t help the awkward chuckle that left his mouth as he attempted to wipe his own tears away. “Sorry. They’re tears of joy.” Luigi admitted.

Mario looked at Luigi, having gotten up and listened to the conversation after Luigi had stopped the pets. 

“I’ve just…never seen Mario act like that before.” Luigi admitted. “I…guess it was too cute to handle.” He said with a couple awkward laughs. 

Mario let out a silent sigh as he heard his brother. He knew Luigi was the emotional one out of the two…but to the point of crying when someone (or something) is really cute? He’s never heard of that before. Is that really a thing? Well…Obviously, it is…because Luigi was experiencing it now. But…it still filled his mind. 

Wanting Luigi to feel reassured about his feelings, Mario walked up and started rubbing his ears and head against Luigi like the affectionate cat he was dressed up to be. Luigi looked down at Mario, and couldn’t help the big smile that grew on his face, as well as the laugh that escaped his mouth. He gave Mario the head pats first, before gently scratching under both ears this time. 

And WOW…Mario froze in place with a shocked expression on his face. The cat man was in awe! His human brain couldn’t possibly process how awe-stricken he was feeling! The man closed his eyes and began to purr and chuckle with pure elation. 

Luigi giggled as he watched Mario let out little hums of delight, and the occasional giggle in between. It felt a little weird seeing a Mario-sized kitten beg for affection from him. A reminder that this was Mario…a man who didn’t really need much physical affection to survive. But now…with this cat suit on…he suddenly wanted ALL the pets and attention! But…thinking about it further, the word ‘weird’ made it sound like it was a bad thing…which was not the case whatsoever. It was more the opposite, actually. It was refreshing. Cute. Funny, too. Luigi could do this all day.

Peach smiled and reached into her pocket for something. He expected her to pull out a tissue or a handkerchief. But she didn’t. She ended up pulling another catsuit bell out of her pocket. “Here.” She said. “Are you ready to unleash your inner kitten?” Peach asked. 

Luigi smiled and nodded his head. “As ready as I can paw-ssibly be.” Luigi replied with a cat pun, before bringing the bell up to his chest. He watched as his clothes turned completely green, while his hands turned into cat paws. 

This was really happening…He’s becoming a cat!!! 

Luigi sat down like a kitten, and smiled brightly. “Meooww.” he let out, before licking his paw and cleaning his ear. 

Mario gasped and smiled. “Okay, you’re pretty cute too…” Mario then bursted out laughing. “But whahat kind of cat is GREEN!?” Mario asked. “My yellow coloring makes sense, but yours?!” Mario reacted. “There is no such thing as green cats over in Brooklyn.” Mario reminded him.

Luigi giggled as he ripped some grass off the ground. “I guess you could say I’m more of an outdoor cat.” Luigi told him as he blew some grass into Mario’s face, emphasizing the color similarities between the green grass, and his green catsuit. Mario wiped his face free of the grass, and pushed Luigi’s shoulder, earning him a laugh from his green brother. 

Peach giggled and crossed her arms. “You’d probably laugh if you saw what color my cat suit is.” Peach told Mario. 

Mario looked at Peach. “Yours isn’t…” Mario pointed to himself. “A usual cat color?” Mario finished. 

Peach laughed. “Nope! My cat suit is pink.” Peach replied. 

Mario was taken aback. “Oh that’s even weirder.” Mario reacted. 

Luigi laughed and examined his own paw. “I never imagined having real, fluffy cat paws.” Luigi admitted. 

“I know. It’s really-” Mario looked over at Peach, and widened his eyes. His pupils seemed to dilate as he stared at Peach and Toad. 

Luigi looked at Mario, noticing he stopped talking mid-sentence. “M-Mario?” Luigi asked, waving his cat paw in front of Mario’s face. But Mario didn’t look away. His eyes were hooked on the target. Luigi looked in the direction that Mario was looking, and immediately froze upon seeing the item. 

“Oh! I see you noticed…this?” Peach showed them the item that was in her hands: A ball of yarn. 

Luigi got into the pouncing position, waiting for Peach to throw it. Mario wagged his tail, showing excitement and playfulness with his tail and behavior alone. “Throw it.” Mario said. “Please throw it.” Mario repeated. 

Peach giggled. “Oh, you want it?” Peach asked, holding it out closer. 

“YES!” Mario started readying himself in a pounce position, ready to run for it. 

Peach laughed and turned around, before giving it a hard toss. “Go get it!” Peach yelled. 

Mario and Luigi took off sprinting for the yarn, and started fighting for it. Luigi would hit it away from Mario with his front paw and resume chasing it, before Mario would straight-up tackle his brother down to stop him from reaching the yarn. Luigi let out an annoyed huff as he watched Mario grab it and start to roll around with it. “Too slow.” Mario teased. 

Luigi tackled Mario right back, taking the yarn and rolling onto his back, playing with it with all 4 of his paws. “My yarn!” Luigi declared, running away with it in his mouth. 

“What?!” Mario yelled. “No, mine!” He reacted, running after Luigi. “Give it back!” 

Peach and toad were laughing their heads off as they watched the brothers show off a more aggressive version of their brotherhood. It was like seeing little kittens fighting for breast milk! It was absolutely hilarious! And adorable too!  

When Mario took the yarn from Luigi and started to sprint away with it in his mouth, Luigi took off chasing Mario all over the field. Unfortunately for Mario, it didn’t take long for Luigi to catch up to him and tackle him to the ground. Mario let go of the yarn as he was tackled, and let out an “OOF!” sound as he landed on his back. 

“I gotcha, Mario~!” Luigi teased. 

Mario let out breaths of slight tiredness as he laid on the ground. “Yohou…you got me.” Mario said. 

“And now to put these claws to good use.” Luigi said, wiggling the claws. 

“Huh?” Mario asked, before widening his eyes. Quickly, he began to grow nervous. “L-Luigi wait…you’re not in…” Mario muttered. 

Luigi giggled. “Well I am now~!” Luigi teased as he started skittering the claws all over Mario’s underbelly. 

Mario squeaked and threw his head back, cackling right away. “GAHAHAhahaha! Wahahahit nahahahaha!” Mario laughed. 

“I see you’re still ticklish through the cat suit.” Luigi teased. 

“Ihihi thohohought-”

“That you’d be purring like you did with your ears?” Luigi asked. “Honestly, I wondered that too.” Luigi admitted. “But NOPE! Now laugh, laugh, laugh!” Luigi declared. 

Toad giggled. “I see you found one of Peach’s favorite games growing up.” He told him. 

“And what’s that?” Luigi asked, pausing his tickle attack for a moment. 

“Uh- Toad-” Peach attempted to speak up. 

“We toads used to call it ‘Tickle spot or sweet spot’.” Toad wiggled his hands at Peach teasily, leaving Peach blushing a little bit in the process. “Peach would put on the cat suit, sometimes before we would even give it to her, and a few of us toads would scratch at different spots on Peach’s body while asking “Tickle spot? Or sweet spot?”. And she’d have to answer us while she’s laughing, or purring.” Toad explained. 

Peach scratched the back of her head, growing embarrassed. 

Mario raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised. Did…Did Peach…

Meanwhile Luigi was frozen in place. “And…she liked it?” Luigi asked. 

“Liked it?! SHE LOVED IT!” Toad reacted. 

Peach chuckled and rolled her eyes. “As a kid, sure.” Peach added. 

Toad looked over at Peach with shock, before bursting out laughing. “That is absolute mumbo-jumbo! You STILL love it!” Toad reacted. “I could prove it right now!” Toad added. 

Peach widened her eyes and put her hands up in arrest. “Toad, no!” Peach reacted. “Not in front of…” Peach looked over, and saw Mario and Luigi just sitting like the good cats they are, eager to see this new information come to life. Peach groaned and covered her eyes in annoyance. 

“Aww, it’s okay Peach.” Luigi attempted to reassure her. 

“Yeah! Luigi over here loves it too! The man apparently loved being tickled for years, but failed to actually tell me until last night! And we’ve known each other for ages!” Mario added. 

Luigi widened his eyes and looked down, as his cheeks began to glow like a freaking Christmas tree. 

Peach and Toad looked over at Luigi. Peach was admittedly a bit shocked. Another human that liked being tickled? Standing right in front of them? What are the chances?! 

Meanwhile Toad had widened his eyes and gasped with pure excitement. “And he’s in a cat suit!” Toad reacted. 

Luigi widened his eyes and looked down at himself, suddenly remembering this fact. If he’s in the cat suit…and the toads made this tickle game specifically around the cat suit…then- 

Toad suddenly started running to Luigi. “I’M GONNA GET-”

Peach quickly grabbed Toad’s vest. “Now hold on, buddy. Just because he said he likes it, doesn’t mean you can automatically tickle him.” Peach told him. 

Mario rolled his eyes. “I think you’re fine. He hasn’t exactly said no yet.” Mario told them with a smirk. Luigi blushed an even darker red upon hearing Mario say that. 

Toad looked at Peach with a begging look on his face. “And you said no…meaning I can’t tickle you unless you change your mind.” Toad told her. 

Peach looked at Luigi. “You sure you’re up for this?” Peach asked. 

Luigi shrugged his shoulders. “Only-a one way to find out.” Luigi replied. 

Peach smiled and shook her head. “Fine. But be gentle.” She told Toad before letting go. 

Toad sprinted up to Luigi and pushed Luigi down to the ground. He started skittering his fingers on Luigi’s belly, earning him a squeak and a giggle. Toad started skittering really quickly. “Tickle spot? Or sweet spot?” Toad asked. 

Luigi threw his head back and laughed with glee. “HAHAhahahaha! Tihihickle spohohohot!” Luigi replied. 

“Oooh, I see!” Toad reacted. 

Toad moved his hand up towards the neck and started scratching there. “What about here? Tickle spot? Or sweet spot?” Toad asked. 

Luigi widened his eyes and smiled brightly as he felt the most overwhelming comfort feeling he had ever felt. It only took a couple seconds of this for Luigi to start purring and leaning into the touch.

Mario giggled. “How does that feel, Luigi?” Mario asked, remembering how the same touch felt on himself. 

Luigi continued purring and leaning in, before accidentally falling over. “Oof!” Luigi reacted, shaking his head. “Aw man…” He muttered. 

Toad laughed. “Ahall 3 of you have the same sweet spot!” Toad reacted. 

Luigi looked at Toad while he felt the same part of his neck that triggered such a strong reaction. “That’s what a sweet spot feels like?!” Luigi asked. 

Mario walked up and started scratching his cat claws against Luigi’s neck, making Luigi start purring again. “It’s really strange.” Mario admitted. “But I can see why cats enjoy it so much.” Mario added. 

Luigi laid himself onto his belly on the ground and smiled with his eyes closed as his soft purring continued. “Ihit feelssss…” Luigi’s words dragged on for a moment before stopping his sentence halfway and just letting himself feel the sweet touch that melted him from the inside out. 

Toad walked up and started petting Luigi’s furry side. “Luigi seems to really like this.” Toad reacted. Toad’s petting created more of a tickly feeling than a sweet feeling. This made Luigi giggle and stretch his back paws out a little bit. But Luigi clearly didn’t mind the mix. Both feelings felt amazing to him. 

“It would appear so.” Mario said back before removing his claws. 

Luigi’s smile slightly dropped as he looked at Mario’s hand. “Hm?” He looked up at Mario with the biggest pleading eyes he could muster. “Why did you stop?” Luigi asked. 

Mario widened his eyes and laughed a bit. “Wow…He tooootally hates this.” Mario teased. 

Luigi looked down, embarrassed and a bit sad. 

Mario looked at Luigi, and softened his expression. “Hey.” He placed his hand under Luigi’s chin. “Remember what I said to you this morning?” 

Luigi smiled a bit and nodded his head. “If…if it’s hugs, cuddles, tickles, any affection that you need…Then p-please let me know.” Luigi replied almost word for word. 

Mario nodded and gave Luigi’s chin a little scratch, making Luigi giggle and move his chin away with a smile. 

Peach walked up and offered Luigi a hand. “Want help up?” Peach asked. 

Luigi nodded his head and took her hand, before getting pulled back up. “Thank you, Princess.” Luigi replied. 

Peach smiled. “So…if you like being tickled too…” Peach looked at Mario. “Does that mean you do too?” Peach asked. 

Mario tilted his head. “Uhhh…” Mario muttered. 

Luigi looked at Mario, genuinely interested too. “It’s hard to tell with you.” Luigi admitted. “You never complain about being tickled.” Luigi admitted. 

“But I certainly have my limits.” Mario added. “Like, I’m not sure I would want to be tickled as often as you do.” Mario said, poking Luigi. 

Luigi chuckled. “True…” Luigi muttered. “But I can’t really help that.” Luigi admitted. 

Mario shrugged his shoulders. “As of right now…I’m just indifferent.” Mario decided. “But tickling others is always gonna be more fun.” Mario added. 

Luigi laughed. “Yeah, Mario’s the bigger tickle monster of the two of us.” Luigi admitted. 

Toad giggled. “Oh really?” Toad asked. 

Mario fixed his hat and crossed his arms. “You bet.” 

Peach rolled her eyes. “Well, just a little reminder…” Peach grabbed out a bell power up, and looked at the two boys. “You’re in the Mushroom Kingdom.” Peach said. 

She placed the bell against her chest. Her body flashed with power, as she turned into a pink cat. “And in the Mushroom kingdom…” Peach smirked, wiggling her cat claws at them both. “I’m  the biggest tickle monster there is.” Peach warned. 

Mario widened his eyes and sprinted away. “LUIGI RUN!” Mario yelled. 

“WAY AHEAD OF YOU!” Luigi shouted back, sprinting right past Mario, before grabbing and pulling Mario with him. 

Peach took off sprinting after them, chasing them all over the mushroom forest. It didn’t take long for Toad to hear loud laughter echoing throughout the forest. 

A green toad walked up to the red toad. “What happened?” The green toad asked, sitting down. 

Red toad chuckled, handing his friend an apple. “The tickle monster got the Mario Brothers.” The red toad replied. 

Green Toad laughed. “I wish them luck.” he said, taking a bite of his crisp, red apple. 

[snstse]

Me, rating the main* XIII and XIII cast names:

⭐️ - Great.

✅ - Okay.

❌ - Dislike.

*defined as either the protagonists or otherwise characters significant to the plot of the series as a whole.

—

Lightning

⭐️ Reasoning for her chosen name is funny when you consider she chose it as a teenager. Cringe queen.

⭐️ Two syllable name that’s easy to say.

✅ Combos well with her last name. Lightning Thunder. Also kind of funny.

✅ Can be shortened to Light as a nickname, thankfully.

✅ Thankfully was not named this by her parents… sort of.

❌ Too many letters. Makes misspelling it easy in tags.

Total score: Yeah, it’s okay.

—

Snow

⭐️ Four letter name. Short and easy to spell.

⭐️ Single syllable.

⭐️ It is soft, like him. When frozen, it is hard like his abs. Very clear symbolism.

✅ Kind of silly name for a silly man. Honestly, would not want it to be changed.

❌ This is a name you’d give your pet, not your child.

❌ Very un-intimidating. Imagine meeting the Patron and his name is… Snow. And he’s 6’ 7” and depressed.

❌ Last name is hard to spell. I’ve misspelled it four times and it embarrassed me. I’m making him change his last name to Farron when he marries Serah.

Total score: Whoever named you just looked outside the window when it was snowing, didn’t they?

—

Hope

⭐️ Four letter name.

⭐️ Single syllable.

✅ Hope becoming the symbol of hope is cool I guess, but comes off as a little heavy handed.

❌ Honestly, kind of confusing when characters say ‘hope’ with the lowercase ‘h.’

Total score: Nora named him and thank god for that. Bartholospew would’ve named him something pretentious and hard to spell, I bet.

—

Vanille

⭐️ Fun to say and pretty spelling.

⭐️ Two syllable.

⭐️ You can make lesbean puns—‘cause get it? Vanilla is a bean? And Vanille is an alt spelling of Vanilla? And Vanille is a lesbian? And—

✅ Despite being 7 letters, it gets a pass. I’ve never misspelled it.

❌ The idea that someone would name their child Vanilla… Again, that is what you’d name an animal, not a person.

Total score: ‘Vanilla Lesbean’ deserves to take off. It’s a good pun, I swear.

—

Sazh

⭐️ Doesn’t seem to be a real name, but I feel like it works really well.

⭐️ Feels amazing to say.

⭐️ Four letter.

⭐️ Single syllable.

⭐️ Incorporates the very rare letter ‘z.’ Very memorable to me, as a result.

✅ Rhymes with jazz. I like to think Dajh’s is taken from ‘adagio’ — to keep with the musical theme. Just wish they’d take the music theming further. Like, is his hobby playing the sax? Is his favorite genre jazz? Give me more on this man!!!

❌ I created an annoying coworker who says “Why so sassy, Sazh-y?” to him way, way too much when he’s even a little snarky; which, of course, aggravates him.

❌ He’d be too easy to name-search online by nosy people and weirdos. Sometimes, having a unique name isn’t all that great…

Total score: Katzroy… Sazh is a cool cat… Oh my god. The cat imagery is everywhere.

—

Fang

⭐️ Four letter.

⭐️ Single syllable.

⭐️ A cool name for a cool lady… Whoever named her got lucky she ended up becoming a hunter and not, like, a dentist (which would also be fitting, but in a bad way.)

✅ Not very exciting, but straightforward about who she is I guess.

❌ Another name you’d give to an animal. Or a wolf OC. A very cool wolf OC.

❌ Personally, I would not want to be named after a bone, especially a tooth.

Total score: Could be better.

—

Serah

⭐️ Name meaning ‘princess,’ which is so fitting given how she has two ‘knights’ (and one, literally, becomes a knight.)

⭐️ One letter off from ‘seraph.’ She’s an actual angel, so this fits.

⭐️ Unconventional spelling of a common name. I like how the ‘e’ elevates it—makes it more elegant and tied it together.

⭐️🎉 5 letter names are perfect.

⭐️ Two syllable.

⭐️ Laura Bailey.

✅ When you think about it, if not for the spelling, she’s kind of an oddball for having such a normal, common name.

❌ Serah’s actually perfect. There’s nothing to see here.

Total score: I’m going to marry her.

—

Noel

⭐️ Four letter.

⭐️ Single syllable.

⭐️ I like how it’s pronounced. I think the common pronunciation is ‘no-elle.’ It’s cute and the superior way of saying it.

✅ Him being a ‘savior’ of humanity like a certain biblical figure is cool I guess. Considering how it all turned out though…

❌ All the Christmas puns… eugh. And the Christ = Kreiss thing? I think I’d get sick of it.

❌ Me and my sib actually argued over how it’s pronounced and they called me dumb. Well, I have over 80 hours of proof, so suck it!!!

Total score: God, there are so many four letter, single syllable names in this game.

—

Yeul

⭐️ Four letter.

⭐️ Single syllable.

⭐️ Love the spelling. Very pretty.

⭐️ Rare letter name starting with ‘y.’ ‘Y’ names are very pretty and elegant to me, I think.

⭐️ Soft-sounding name for a soft-speaking girl.

✅ Rhymes with ‘mule.’ Mules are actually cool, so only kind of unfortunate.

❌ Christmas puns and way too match-y with Noel.

Total score: I want to eat a roll cake.

—

Caius

✅ 5 letter.

✅ Two syllable.

✅ Cool, but slightly edgy combination of letters and pronunciation. Fitting for a dude dressed in purple and voiced by Liam O’Brien.

✅ Liam O’Brien.

❌ Stabbed Serah, which is why he gets no stars.

Total score: I don’t hate him, I just don’t forgive him for stabbing my wife.

—

Lumina

⭐️ Six letter.

⭐️ A pleasant-sounding three syllable name.

⭐️ Very pretty.

⭐️ Lumina meaning ‘lights’ and her being a container for both Lightning and Serah… whew. They got me on this one.

✅ Actually funny to imagine if Serah was like, “What if we named our daughter ‘Lumina?’” and Snow immediately vetoes it LMAO. Gets a checkmark, because this name is just ruined for him.

❌ I’m actually kind of mad I can’t use this for my fankid SMH. Damn it, Lumina… could you have trolled Snow a little less.

Total score: Just a dang good name.

[kiki-strike]

10 characters 10 fandoms 10 (ish) tags!

thanks @transboyzuko and @fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma for tagging me ^-^

1. Azula ATLA - she’s a tragic villain she’s a narrative foil she’s a style icon she’s a mean lesbian what more could you want (a redemption arc lol)

2. Geralt The Witcher - AUTISTIC KING i too mostly just talk to animals and myself. i picked up his “hmm” and it got me in trouble for a while until my mom watched it and realized i was just unconsciously copying him.

3. Jinora LOK - i haven’t seen all of LOK so im hoping she doesn’t turn evil or smth but. hooray for little girls who see Creatures by themselves in the woods and are probably hyperlexic and are smarter and know more than all the adults around them !!!!!

4. Sam Winchester Supernatural - he got out of his toxic family situation and then he Went Back. watched his brother die 111 times in one episode. got addicted to demon blood to save the world. literally born to be possessed by the devil. chronic third wheel

5. Charlie IASIP - nuff said

6. Eddie Brock Venom - hated big pharma so hard it made him a divorcee. really hot ex who i’m in love with and so is he. cool murderous parasite best friend. lobster tank enjoyer.

7. Beth Good Girls - i regularly dream about her despite not having seen the show in years. that’s my wife. badass perfect housewife who robs grocery stores and launders money in her spare time.

8. Bean Disenchantment - hooray for teenage alcoholics. has a personal demon meant to make her life hell and the demon ends up making it better because she’s just that miserable. “this is the bathtub, where Bean makes her bathtub gin. and this is the shower, where Bean makes her shower gin.” killed two fiancées in the first 20 minutes of the show. canon wlw.

9. Scarlet Witch Marvel - THEY HATE TO SEE A GIRLBOSS WINNINGGGGGGG

10. Bender Futurama - his name is a pun. his face looks like 😬. occasionally behaves like a toddler/dog. unyielding devotion to homoerotic friendship. lives in a closet. was god once. alloaro.

i’ll tag: @ozais-lobotomist @waterfire1848 @tommyssupercoolblog @juniperhillpatient @kyoshigirl @autistic-katara @sukidude @averageinsomniac

[happyinjection]

♠️♥️High Card Radio Mini Drama 3 “Setsubun Festival”♦️♣️

Source

Finn: Fortune, come in! Demons, get out![*]

Chris: That hurts!

Finn: Woah. You’re clocking in unusually early, Mister Red Demon.[**]

Chris: Who are you calling a Red Demon?! Good grief. What’s the fun in throwing beans, anyway?

Finn: Today is Setsubun, so naturally I’m throwing beans. How can you not know something this obvious, *mocking laughter* surprisingly Chris is clueless about it too, huh.

Chris: Ooh, if that’s the case, surely the highly knowledgeable Finn-kun knows why people throw beans during Setsubun, right.

Finn: Urk! A-aah... Sure thing, sure thing! 

Chris: Very well! I wonder if you would be so kind to explain to me why on Setsubun beans are scattered around, what’s the re-a-son?

Finn: Ehh?! Uh, actually, just now, Wendy said--

Chris: Ah? Don’t put it on someone else. *voice drops an octave lower* Look at me in the eyes and answer me. What’s the reason beans are thrown during Setsubun.

Finn: Uhhh. That is... um... it’s... throwing beans makes people happy, or rather... the idea of throwing beans just suddenly come up on Setsubun, I guess... ehh, they say people should throw beans on Setsubun, I think, and that’s why we’re throwing beans on Setsubun...

Chris: *sneers* Sounds like a tongue-tied politician.

Finn: What the hell is that! You act mighty, but you probably don’t know either, do you?!

Chris: Excuse me. I do know stuff I that I know, but I don’t know stuff that I don’t.

Finn: Huh. So, to put it simply... do you know? Or, do you not?

Chris: Whether I know or not know is a trivial matter. There’s one thing I would like to say though, why do we have to keep the demons out?!

Finn: ...tch. Chris too likes to talk big and play dirty.

Chris: But I don’t think they’re terrible! No matter how much of a demon they are, you don’t have to kick them out, do you?!

Finn: Uhh, who knows? Living as a demon is already hard enough as it is...

Chris: That is exactly why, starting from today: Demons, come in! Fortune, too, come in! From now on may our problem comes from being cool, happy, and sexy! Alright, Finn, let’s chant it together~!

Finn: Demons, come in! Fortune, too, come in! Demons... come in! Fortune, too... come in! Demons-- *music and bean throwing SFX abruptly stops*

Chris: --Eh? That’s early... he came in early today.

Finn: Huh? What was I doing, you ask? Ah well, hahaha, this is... today’s Setsubun... so it can’t be helped, right...

Chris: T-true, true, true, true, today’s just right for the spirit of bean throwing, isn’t it.

Finn: That being so, we--

Chris: We didn’t mean to fool around--!

Finn: *resigned sigh* ...Got it, got it. Consider it done.

Chris: Eeh?! As a punishment both of us must clean the toilet too?!

Finn & Chris: Grrr... That damned Blue Demon!

♠️♥️♦️♣️

TL Notes: again, I’m not a professional translator, feel free to tell me if you spot any mistakes. This is a part from their routine radio show, in the beginning of each episode they insert an in-character comedic skit. [*] A common mantra to say while throwing beans on Setsubun to invite fortune into and expel demons from one’s home, which Chris later fixes to fit his ideals. [**] A pun here, Finn calls Chris Mr. Red Demon (Aka Oni-san), but he’s sort of a Red Big Bro (Aka Onii-san) too, isn’t he? The voiceless Blue Demon is also rather easy to figure out.