#big fuun

[aroaceofthesea]

I was in a 18 bday party today and we didnt have a gift for the bday girl💀💀

[omoghouls]

silco pee anon back again! consider this:

jinx getting up to her usual shenanigans, decides she’s gonna wait for silco to come back to his office so she can prank him with a new invention (think some type of huge party popper cannon-y thing. confetti, big boom, you get it) so she waits and waits and waits, when silco finally gets back he’s walking noticeably stiffer than usual and then— BOOM! confetti everywhere, jinx is laughing her ass off but silco is noticeably less amused. in fact he hasn’t moved an inch, still just standing there all stiff. jinx is laughing about how she “got him good” and thankfully all her cackling drowns out the sound of liquid hitting the floor, so it’s only when a puddle starts to spread around silco’s feet that she realises ‘ooohhhh, he was walking funny because he had to pee’. she feels bad but still finds it a little funny because she just made the baddest guy in zaun piss his pants, c’mon, that’s funny

sorry if this is all disjointed im very enthusiastic about silco piss but idk how to word it

YA A A A

JIIIINX omg- girlie had been working allll day perfecting this invention (Sevika being the unwilling test subject- she's STILL finding confetti and glitter in her hair xD) and now it's perfected...to get Silco (c'moooon man can be such a stick in the mud, he needs a heart thumping fuun!)

She's in the rafters, watching as Silco walks in- she sees how that confident stride shifts to a stiff shuffle the moment he closes the door (she just takes that as him having old man pains) so ofc now it's prank party time!

Omgg Silco had been so preoccupied with the ache of his bladder (he had to piss for a long ass time but everything seemed to be keeping him away from that relief) he thought he'd be able to take care of this issue in the privacy of his own office- those thoughts had him forget to do his usual "Jinx check" (one too many times as a child had Jinx heard meetings she shouldn't of heard bc/ of her spot)

So it's a genuine surprise when he hears the popping boom of the invention- he isn't able to brace himself in time before his bladder lets go, sending cascades of urine to saturate his pants. He's stiff as a board while he hears the echoing cackling and thudding landing of the blue haired girl, barely able to understand her words between giggles-

Those giggles die down when she walks over to pick off some of the confetti and steps in the still growing puddle- whoooops

When things are all cleaned up- Jinx is probably like "Sooo, you ever use that as a negotiation tactic? It'd be prettttty effective." XD

[chernobog13]

No, this ain't some refugee from an '80s glam metal band! This is the Japanese tokusatsu hero Shiro Jishi Kamen, aka White Lion Mask, star of the eponymous television series.

Produced by the now-defunct Nippon Denpa Eiga, White Lion Mask ran for 13 episodes from April 4 to June 27, 1973.

Frankly, I dunno where the name White Lion Mask came from, because that's NOT a lion mask, and there's nothing remotely lion-like about this guy. Although he is pretty creepy looking.

Shiro Jishi Kamen (White Lion Mask) doing his signature hair tug. I think the suit actor did this so the wig wouldn't fly off when he did back-flips.

I think the "white lion" part comes from the wig, which vaguely resembles the mane of Kaiketsu Lion-Maru, whose popular series had begun broadcasting a year earlier.

P Productions' Kaiketsu Lion-Maru. Now that's a real lion mask!

Beyond the hair style, both series had other similarities: both were satin Japan around the year 1600; both characters were ordinary men given the ability to transform into powerful warriors; both fought fantastical enemies; both had a woman and little boy as sidekicks; and both rode magical horses that appeared when summoned, although Lion-Maru's had wings and could fly.

White Lion Mask's secret identity was a young samurai named Hyoma Tsurugi. He was tasked by a magistrate, Echizen Ooka (based on a real historical figure), to deal with evil yokai that were terrorizing the countryside.

Tsurugi battles the first group of yokai, the Wolfmen, but is defeated and left for dead in a cave. A supernatural entity decides to gift Tsurugi the ability to transform into the powerful White Lion Mask in order to combat and defeat the yokai.

Infernal Devil, also called Daimoah, ruler of the evil yokai; Hyoma Tsurugi; and White Lion Mask.

White Lion Mask battled a different type of yokai every episode. While he was skilled with a sword and other bladed weapons, the tool he used most often was a long whip. There was also an episode wherein he was able to emit a powerful light that weakened the yokai.

White Lion Mask astride his magic horse, which wears a mask to protect its secret identity.

Unfortunately, White Lion Mask was up against some stiff competition on the television scene with other period jidaigeki tokusatsu shows - Fuun Lion-Maru, Henshin Ninja Arashi, and Demon Hunter Mitsurugi, to name a few - and had a hard time finding an audience. This led to the show's sponsor to drop it, and White Lion Mask stopped broadcasting for a short while.

A new sponsor was found, but the writing was on the wall: White Lion Mask's run was over. The series was cut short, and the storyline was wrapped up in the 13th - and final - episode. White Lion Mask takes on several resurrected yokai that he had defeated earlier in the series, before finally going mano a mano with the big bad, Daimoah the Infernal Devil.

The series finally received a DVD release in Japan in 2003, after several years of various parties haggling over the rights (Nippon Denpa Eiga went bankrupt in 1990). The DVD is currently out of print, but I've managed to find a few episodes on YouTube. They are not subtitled or dubbed, but I hold out hope that some enterprising soul will get around to doing so someday.

Here's the first episode, in case you're interested:

[landofzero-archive]

Nagisa Ran - A Premonition of Success

Event: Into Paradise＊The Absolute of Immaculate Desire

Episode 1:

Nagisa: …… Anzu-san, look. There’s a crowd of people at that shop, I wonder if they’re holding an event. 

…… Heeh, a lottery event? I can use the lottery ticket that they gave me while I was shopping? 

…… Since we’re here, why don’t we draw the lottery? I hope there’s something nice. 

Option 1: Let’s make sure we win it!

Nagisa: …… You’re full of energy. I’m sure luck will respond to your enthusiasm. 

…… Fufu, my heart is pounding too  ♪ 

Option 2: I wonder if we’ll win……?

Nagisa: …… I wonder. I don’t know either, but I do have confidence. 

…… There’s no basis for it, though. I just have the feeling like I'll win it. 

Option 3: It looks like you can’t lose.

Nagisa: …… That’s right. You can get pocket tissues.

…… Fufu. Since we’re here, I want to win something big ♪ 

Episode 2:

Nagisa: …… It’s almost our turn. 

…… From what I can see, it looks like nobody got the first place prize yet. It’s a “Pair Overseas Travel Ticket’. Quite luxurious.

…… There are a lot of other expensive-looking prizes too. Is there something you want, Anzu-san?

Option 1: Of course the first place prize.

Nagisa: …… I see. Traveling abroad, huh……

…… It looks like it’ll be fun to travel in a pair with someone. I might be starting to want the first prize to.

Option 2: The coupon for a sweets buffet.

Nagisa: …… Aah, it’s the one that’s being hosted at a famous hotel, isn’t it? 

…… I think Ibara will scold me for it, but if we win it, let’s go together. 

Option 3: Household appliances look good too.

Nagisa: …… Fuun, they’re household appliances I’ve never seen before. I wonder if they’re the latest ones, they look interesting.

…… Anzu-san, do you know much about that sort of thing? If you don’t mind, I’d like you to tell me some things. 

Episode 3:

Nagisa: …… That’s unfortunate. Both of us got participation prizes.

…… Well we didn’t win, but we had a fun time. 

…… But sure enough, I still have some regrets. Maybe it’s a good idea to make some sort of plan in place of the prizes we didn’t win. 

Option 1: Boldly go traveling abroad.

Nagisa: …… Fufu. If Anzu-san really has the opportunity to go abroad, I’d be happy if you’d tell me stories from your travels. 

…… I want to try listening to a lot of stories. Like how you feel when you’re in a place far away from Japan? 

Option 2: Go have a slightly expensive meal.

Nagisa: …… Fuun, maybe it’ll be good to go out for a meal with everyone once in a while. 

…… Anzu-san is always working hard. I think it’ll be nice as a reward. 

Option 3: Go buy the newest home appliances.

Nagisa: …… I see, that’s a lovely idea. If you’d like, would you let me accompany you? 

…… Because I don’t really know much about home appliances, I’d like to hear Anzu-san’s recommendations.

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[lalunameli]

S1 Translations from Hero TV Fan Vol. 2

Scans courtesy of: @tnbscans

I may add a translation from the Episode 16 pages to this post in the future, but for now I have translated the following:

Episode 21: (pg 58)

虎徹の素性を知るユーリは倍じられず司法局データベースを確認するが「ワイルドタイガー」の情報は消されており、事態の異常さをじる

Yuri, who knows Kotetsu's background, can't doublecheck the Justice Bureau's database, because "Wild Tiger's" information has been erased. The situation is abnormal.

Pg 59

→偽タイガーやヒーローに追われ、ルナティックまで現れ絶体絶命！

→Chased by Fake Tiger and the heroes, even Lunatic appears! He (Kotetsu) is desperate!

TN: The downwards arrow refers to a different image and mentions Kotetsu obtaining the Crap Suit from Ben and wonders what his secret plan is.

Episode 24 (pg 68)

CHECK! ユーリの誤算

Check! Yuri's Miscalculation

ユーリにとってH-01との戦いで左肩を撃たれて敗北したことも大きなショックだった。さらに、司法局という情報が豊かな場にいながら、（マーベリックの工作による） 虎徹への濡れ衣事件を発端とする不可解な状況の分析が行えないことに当惑していた。

It was a big shock for Yuri to be defeated and shot in the left shoulder in the battle against H-01. In addition, while there was an abundance of information in Judicial Bureau, he was puzzled that he could not analyse the mysterious situation that originated from the false accusations against Kotetsu (due to Maverick's handiwork).

Episode 25 (pg 71)

なんびとも、己の犯した罪から逃れる事は出来ない

You can't escape from the sins you have committed.

→マーベリックを乗せた護送車を襲ったのはルナティック。炎の弓を向けて彼に対してふさわしい罰を与える

Lunatic attacked the convoy with Maverick on board. He pointed his bow of fire at him, and punished him.

TaiBani Mystery Files (pg 73)

『タイバニ」ミステリー FILE

Check 2: ルナティックが言う「タナトスの声」って何のこと？

What is the "Voice of Thanatos" Lunatic refers to?

「タナトスの声を聞け」

"Hear the Voice of Thanatos"

ルナティ��クが罪人を裁く際に告げる決めセリフ。ここで出てくる「タナトス」とは、ギリシャ神���で「死」を体現する神のこと。罪人に相応しい罰として、青い炎による死を与えるルナティックに似合っていると言える。

The line Lunatic says when judging sinners. "Thanatos" is the god of "death" in Greek mythology. It is a suitable punishment for sinners; that suits Lunatic, who kills with blue flames.

↑母を守るために自らの父親を殺害したルナティック。彼が自身の「罪」に抱く思いとは？

↑Lunatic killed his own father to protect his mother. What are his thoughts about his own "sin"?

Scarf-Tan (aka Bad Luck Girl)

Who are you?

事件の際に談のツ女あり？

There was a female witness at the time of the incident?

(TN: It is more literally translated as "There was a woman to speak to at the time of the incident?")

シュテルンビルトで起きた事件に、度々巻きこれている謎の少女の存在を確認。ただ不運なだけかそれとも・・？

Confirmed: The existence of a mysterious girl who is often involved in incidents that occur in Sternbild. Is it just bad luck or...?

↑目の下のほくろがチャームポイントの少女。ヒーローに助けられてばかり？

The mole under her eyes is charming (TN: her charm point). Are you always rescued by heroes?

TN: While trying to find the actual kanji they're using to describe Scarf-Tan, I found some of these other nicknames for her:

逃げ惑う少女　- Run away Girl

巻き込まれ少女　- Involvement Girl

モブ子 - Mob Girl

So my guess for "Bad Luck Girl" is 「不運な少女」 (there are two ways of pronouncing this combination that could mean bad luck: "fuun" and "fuguu")

[doctorbarontsct]

i wanna meet mr jonny or mx toy soldier anyways! and i think it would be fuun to like put on big hats and trench coats and meet in a shady alley and do a deal! like in movies! wouldn't that be fun mr marius?

-nyx!!

well i mean you could absolutely do that for the inital deal too. im sure toy soldier would want to meet you in person or talk to you before giving you an octokitten. just a thought.

[puppytopper]

HOOOWLING INTO THE ABYSS.

BladDER CONTROL.

I WON'T STOP BARKING HHHRHRHRH!!!!! You've revealed hidden puprito lore:

Completely along the same line, consider: taking your puppy outside to do his business~ having to set up puppy pads around the house because you're been toying with your puppy so much, trying to control their bladder schedule. Working so hard on it, and sometimes they just can't hold it. Puppy just needs more training- he's just a puppy, after all. ♡ I think its such a fun fuun fun part of puppy play and ~~~~ hhhgngh. Woof. 🥺

Such a precious puppy! Of course I would have to help you learn bladder control. Set puppy pads out for accidents, give you treats and rewards when you remember to bark at the door when you have to go.

Have special pads set out near the couch and the bed, because sometimes you’re knotted too good to make it outside.

Sometimes knowing that your going to need to go soon and intentionally throwing you on the bed, a pad laid out, watching your eyes get big as you realize you’re definitely not going to make it this time.

[josephine-futturwoman]

hey josie :3

whats ur fav game ??

Heyy I already answered this before but I don’t mind answering again for u!!

Man, I play lots and lots of games.. I’ll go broke if I continue buying more and more every month haha…😅 (It’s def worth it tho)

I guess everyone already knows that Biotic Wars is my fav game of all time, duuh.

But also I’m a big fan of Sonic games, ofc, especially the og ones I like to replay!! I also watch the Sonic tv series (Sonic Boom) and cannot wait for the 3rd part of Sonic The Hedgehog. Umm I also collect merch.. YEAH I THINK YOU UNDERSTOOD ALREADY.

Next goes Super Mario games, I’ll never get bored of playing Mario Kart and Super Mario Party with my homies!!! Super fuun. I’m rn replaying Luigi’s Mansion, all parts in order, cuz I love Luigi and that is kinda my comfort game!! (Pls someone take me to Super Nintendo World ohhhhhhhh my dream😩😩😩)

I cannot forget about my silly guyy Kirby!! Kirby Triple Deluxe is in my heart forever. I also got a few Kirby figurines lying around.

Those games are kinda popular but are not even HALF of the video games I enjoy playing!! The things I play vary in different genres: shooters (Fortnite, Overwatch, DOOM, Call Of Duty, CSGO..), then simulations (Animal Crossing, The Sims, Cooking/PowerWash simulator lol..), horrors (Until Dawn, Outlast, Resident Evil, Left For Dead, Phasmophobia…), indie (Undertale, Cuphead, Subnautica, DDLC, Fran Bow…)… And other random games I play but dunno the genre of, for example: GTA, Minecraft, Overcooked, Mortal Combat, Lego Star Wars/Marvel, Marvel’s Spider-Man…..

MKAY I’LL SHUT UP😅😅😅 too much of a nerd when it comes to video games..

[scribblesbyb]

Writing Game Week #1: Use These Prompts to Get Back Into Writing!

Prompt 1 Prompt 2 Prompt 3 Rules: Sharing randomly generated prompts every day for a week. Create sth with it in only an hour (time yourself). Don't edit or proofread till the very end. Just. Write. A/N: This was FUN. Long (i went over an hour lol) but FUN. Like seriously. Idk what it was about this prompt, but it was just a rollercoaster of fun. POV male this time so that was new for me :D WC: 2267

Prompt 4: It started as an innocent game of truth and dare. After you're given a dare, a truly epic series of events leads you and your friends on an adventure of a lifetime.

“I dare you to climb the fence into old man Willie’s farm.”

Almost choking on the s’more in your mouth, you turn with wide eyes at your camping buddy, Gavin. The paranormal has always fascinated and you’ve heard and researched plenty enough of the horrors that go down on Willie’s farm.

Quickly hiding your fear from the boys, not wanting them to tease you for your beliefs as they always did, you shake your head and say, “What’s daring about that?”

“Nothing really.” Gavin turns with a smirk at your two other friends, Mike and Ty, then adds, “Unless you believe in ghosts.”

You roll your eyes. “We’re not going over there, Gav. Just…pick another dare and stop trying to ruin the night.”

“You’re no fuun.” Gav ruffles your mushroom hair, emasculating you. You hated when he did that—and he was always doing that to you guys. Making you feel small. He was good at it.

“Guys, c’mon, back me up here.”

“A dare is a dare, dude,” Ty agrees with Gav. Of course. There goes the coward of the group; always kissing the alpha’s ass. “If our QB says you gotta do it, you gotta do it.”

“What’s his position got to do with anything?” You retort. “You dared me not two minutes ago to lick the mud off my shoes and I obliged, didn’t I??”

Mike sighed. Being the one with the most camping experience, he had to butt in and calm you guys down.

“Unless you want to attract the wildlife that is.”

Grumbling, you sink into yourself, the last bite of your s’more tasting sour now. Ty went to open his mouth, but true to his character, shut up when he saw Gavin leaning in towards you, ready to piss you off again.

“Want me to pick another dare?” His lips curled in a creepy smile. “Then I dare you to prove that ghosts are real.”

“That’s not a dare. That’s a challenge.”

“So be it then. A challenge.”

“No. Fuck that shit.”

Gavin put his hands up dramatically, turning back to the others. “See?” He urged. “No fun.”

“What’s your problem, man, just do it.”

“Shut up, Ty.” You cross your eyebrows. “I don’t have to prove my beliefs to some big-headed idiots, okay? You guys always fucking do this. Always find a way to question my interests!”

When they fall silent, you carry on in your rage. “I don’t hate on you Gavin for idolizing that clearly sexist athlete. Or you Ty for your creepy fetishes. Or Mike for bringing us into this bug-infested shithole!”

You exhale sharply. “I’m willing to put up with all that because you’re my closest friends, and y’all can’t do the same??”

“I didn’t know you hated it here,” Mike’s tone drips with sarcasm. “So sorry to have invited you to a cozy night under the stars.”

“Yeah,” Ty breathed out. “And what’s creepy about having a type??”

“And my idol isn’t sexist, he’s a legend in the game. You take that shit back right now!”

Groaning, you snap and throw your stick in the fire before grabbing your backpack and getting up.

“Fuck this. I’m out.”

“Yo, wait, c’mon!”

You ignore their pleas and stomp your way to the trees, disappearing into their dense embrace. You were mumbling to yourself, cursing your friends angrily under your breath when a sound tickles your ear. Holding still, you listen intently to the woods around you. 

You realize in all the fuss you made, you forgot to take out your flashlight. With careful movements, you bring your backpack around and fish for the flashlight and a suitable weapon. You settle on a pair of scissors. It’ll do, you think.

Standing back up, you listen again. When you pick up nothing, you realize it’s maybe the wind. You carry on your trail—the one you think Mike took to lead you guys to the campfire in the first place. 

This is it right? 

You’re not really sure. You feel dumb and almost want to turn around, but you know you were too stubborn and prideful to do that. You’re a man who’d defend his beliefs till the end. You don’t mind proving that ghosts exist to people—just people who listened. People who weren’t your idiot friends.

 The sound returns, eerier this time; a deep, dreadful growl. You freeze at how ghastly it is, feet firmly planted in the mud. You want to turn around, check and see what it is, but your body disagrees. The hand holding the scissors twitches. Your grip tightens around the blade.

You knew enough not to engage with whatever was making the sound. Perhaps if Mike was here, he’d know exactly what animal, if any, could produce it. But for now, you squat, hiding in the grass, and turn to make your way back.

Pride be damned. I’d rather stay alive.

You got as far as three steps before the sound made you stop again; this time clearer, louder. Your heartbeat quickens in your chest, sweat trickling down your back while your adrenaline spikes. You couldn’t tell if your breathing was normal or not. If it was loud. If what’s lurking in the shadows could hear it. 

Against all better judgment, you run. The grass shuffling under your feet and your panting breath gives you away but you run despite it all. The scissors in your hand prove less dangerous to run with than whatever fate awaited you if you didn’t run.

The forest clears up and you fall to your knees. Upon impact, the batteries jump out of the flashlight but you bear them no mind. Your chest heaves up and down. Vomit pools in your throat. I’m the nerdy ghost hunter of the group, you cry to yourself, not the QB or the outdoorsy type. Heck, even Ty rode a bike. What did you have? A PC and hundreds of consoles. 

As you sit there, catching your breath, you look around, gauging in the darkness where you are. There was no campfire, no friends. This wasn’t the direction you were supposed to run into. You’re effectively lost.

With squinting eyes, you make out a fence—tall, thorny, and tough. 

Shit.

Gotta find those batteries quick.

With squirmy hands, you scan the grass around you for those pesky double-A batteries all while your inner voice screams at you to hurry the fuck up!

Anxiety settles in, making your already unsteady nerves tremble. It didn’t help that you could hear the voice again, only this time not sure if it was a hallucination or real. Oh my god, I’m losing it, you think, I’ve watched too many ghost-hunting shows and this is what it gets me.

But it was real. The sound was too clear to miss. Footsteps in the grass; footsteps rushing right towards you; footsteps coming to get you. 

Fuck. Run!

There was nowhere to go but up. Logic flying out the window, you jump onto the tall fence, not sure whether what little athletic prowess you had would help you to the other side. But it was better than staying down there with that.

After abandoning your backpack, weapon, and flashlight to lose the weight, you finally make it to the top, nicking your pants as you jump down. Not wishing to look behind you lest you meet eyes with what you were now sure was some form of demonic beast, you keep running, straight into the hands of old Willie’s farm.

In the dark, you make out the crucified bodies you’d heard of once, hanging like scarecrows in empty fields of rubble and rotten crops. Instinctively, you cover your nose with your shirt, knowing that the stench of death will attack you any moment now. It seemed you had narrowly escaped a fatal fate just to walk straight into a guaranteed one.

With no weapon to give you a false sense of security, you march on. The beast you left behind howls—or at least you heard what sounded like a faraway cry. 

That’s right demon. Not today. You think, triumphantly.

Towards the end of the field path now, you spot a tiny yellow light in the distance. Probably Willie’s cabin, you think, remembering the stories of the old man haunting these grounds. One article in particular pops into mind.

Ghost of Old Farmer Haunts Abandoned Farm

Local Legend Terrifies Community

May 25, 1910 — Residents near the abandoned Carson farmstead report chilling encounters with the ghost of William Carson, the old farmer who met a mysterious end. Witnesses claim that at night, eerie metal clinking and the sound of workshop tools can be heard from Carson's decaying cabin.

For a moment you swear you could hear them too. The sound of the bone saw he used to chop his victims up. The chains that rattled on the ground when he dragged their bodies through the fields, pulling them up to scare the looming crows.

You got your goddamn dare, Gavin.

You were lost, trapped, and now a few feet away from meeting the ghost your town used to get babies to eat their veggies and teens to abide by their curfews. 

What options did you have? You had no food, no water, no way to defend yourself; and going back the way you came was out of the question. Even if you wanted to call your friends, like an idiot, you forgot your phone in the backpack.

Spending the night with Willie was inevitable.

Let’s look at the bright side, you think, I get to ghost hunt for once.

And who better to do it than you?

You bring your shirt back down as you approach the cabin, now out of the fields. There’s no mistaking the sound you hear inside; of tools banging and clanging away. 

This ghost is real, you conclude. This ghost is powerful enough to create such vivid, realistic sounds in our realm. This ghost wouldn’t have been defeated with scissors.

Before taking the stairs up to the porch, you take a moment to psych yourself up.

“You got this, Ryan.” You mumble under your breath. “This ghost can’t hurt you. It has no business with you, right?” You chuckle nervously. “Right.”

Staring at the creaky, old stairs, you fist your hands beside you and slowly make your way up to the door, the warm light streaming through the crevices really setting the mood for your death.

You shake your head. Not today.

Breathing out a shaky, uneven exhale, you reach for the handle—slowly.

“Surprise!!!”

You scream, tumbling back the stairs, falling onto your behind. Ty, Mike, and Gavin are laughing their asses off, chuckling so loud they wake up some dog in the background. It starts to howl—the same howl you’d heard out in the fields.

“What the fuck?!”

Your hand on your chest, you yell at your stupid friends. “What the fuck are you guys doing here?!”

“Dude, you should’ve seen your face.” Mike says between laughs. “You got this Ryan.” He mocks.

“How deluded are you, man?” Gavin piles on, swiftly taking the steps down to help you up.

“Come meet the ghost of old man Willie.” Ty says in a spooky voice. “Ooooo.”

“Hello.”

“What the shit!” You take a step back again, almost falling into Gavin’s arms. He laughs and you playfully punch him.

“Who the fuck is that?” You ask, pointing at the old man who popped out of nowhere to say hello.

“Well, my name is William Carson.” He says in a gruff voice. “But you can call me Willie.”

“What the fuck?? You’re real??”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean, young man.”

“He’s real?” You turn to Gavin who nods, still rubbing his cheek.

“He’s real.” Mike answers for him. “He’s my great grandpa.”

“He’s—” Words fail you. “Your grandpa??”

“Yup.” Mike smirks. “Who do you think taught me how to camp like a champ?”

“I don’t know. Your dad??”

Ty laughs at your voice cracking on that last word. “Seriously man, your delusions are just…” He repeats what Gavin had said earlier. He coils his body around the doorframe, reaching for something. You hear a switch click and suddenly the fields around you light up.

You look to see normal scarecrows. No bodies. No rotten crops. Just the smell of decomposing mulch and an empty field.

“I’m gonna kill you.” You say under your breath. “I’m gonna kill every last one of you.”

“Big words for someone who ran like a little girl from a harmless dog.” Mike jokes then whistles. 

The same dog from before barks from inside, answering Mike’s call. Out the door comes an extra large American bulldog. The demon beast.

“Jesus.” You breathe out, running your fingers through your hair. “Fuck me.”

“Yeah, dude. Fuck you alright.” Ty comes down and slaps your back a few times. 

“You guys knew. You knew and never said anything. You just…” You sigh. “Did you dare me on purpose?” You look at Gavin. His cheek was bruised now and a little swollen. 

Nodding, he says, “I knew your stubborn ass was gonna do something foolish anyway. Just had to push your buttons enough.”

“No, seriously, I’m gonna kill you.” You turn to the others. “All of you.”

“Bring it on, Ry.”

Falling into a brawl with your friends, the old man tries to pry you guys off each other. Meanwhile, the dog barks, adding to the commotion. Outside, past the fence, a couple, having heard the strange noises, is packing their stuff and leaving, realizing that a romantic night-off in these woods was a bad idea. 

Not with the ghost of old man Willie lurking around.

[wilkpinthewillows]

hey!!

ethel cain is such a cool costume, and those are all such cool ideas too. my favorite costume that i have worn was a pirate, my mom made a leather corset and the skirt was insanely beautiful. i've also dressed up as little red riding hood, wonder woman, a princess (as an 17 year old), a witch, a rag doll... those are the ones that come to mind right now. not all of those were made by my mom but most of them were

vampires and big foot are also great

what are your favorite taylor's songs from each album?

🌙

hii!!

thank you sm!! do you like ethel cains music? ooohh i love those! the pirate costume sounds SO cool!!! ooh fuun for like a while i only dressed up as a witch. omg a rag doll would be so interesting i love that. it's really cool that your mom can do that

ooohhh okay so i'm gonna do like my top three if thats okay (also these change uhygyghu) (also also im ignoring the vaults bc if i dont this is gonna be impossible lol)

debut - the outside, tied together with a smile, i'm only me when i'm with you

fearless (tv) - hey stephen, breathe, jump then fall

speak now (tv) - mine, innocent, haunted

red (tv) - i almost do, sad beautiful tragic, the last time

1989 (tv) - all you had to do was stay, i wish you would, i know places

reputation - i did something bad, dress, call it what you want

lover - i think he knows, miss americana and the heartbreak prince, it's nice to have a friend

folklore - my tears ricochet, this is me trying, epiphany

evermore - tolerate it, closure, evermore

midnights - maroon, glitch, dear reader

what about you??

also im sorry for not answering earlier, i was out of town yesterday and todays been kinda rough too lol

[wildlycuriouswanderercj]

so its mrch 21

and unti and uncle is leaving in 3 days

and the finnally tell me

they need a ride

and i needed to work

and they expect me to just dump and trade my work 

to drive them

they should of asked eariler

and not assumed thing

now i have to work

cannot drive them

and wont

do not have the people to help 

cover my shift

need to trade shift

find someone on thursday

need to talk to the admin

ehh

not my responsibility

dad can drive them

he can just drive the big van

and i can drive the es

to work

which i need to

so good bye to them

i leave work

or i should make work and second priotority

proority 

priority priotrity 

priority priority 

prior rity

prior activity 

whats more worth it

a life well created here

and share thru other countrys

or single travel life

without life and love

or one full of love 

and sharing

anything worth having

is worth 

working really hard for

and trying ur all

and not skip

doing everything u can 

and should

just do things thats fuun

and forget the rest

do it in a proper manner

and dont stay too long

like an argument

like u have to make in our way

dam they  couldve pick next week

but its like a test

how do i trade...

how easy or hard is it?

ok

foregit it all

we already blew it

just dont even talk about it

at it

like

its not my respoiiblityitiytiytyt

and

i can work until may

and anythingly else

is seconddaty

secondary

our main goal 

is to travel

and record

now

and nike may of be a fun space

idk if i should hang too long

it migh tbe 

[chernobog13]

Promotional material for television pilots from P Productions forJaguar Man and Spectreman.

Jaguar Man, like the similarly themed Hyo-Man (Leopard Man) pilot from the same year (1967) never progressed further than the pilot. P Productions would eventually land a trio of big cat-themed tokusatsu hero series with Kaiketsu Lion-Maru (1972), followed by Fuun Lion-Maru (1973) and Tetsujin Tiger 7 (1973).

As for the Spectreman pilot (1970; the series began broadcasting on January 1, 1971), there were some major changes made by the time the series began.

Most obvious is Spectreman's costume, which looks like it was thrown together with items grabbed from a quick trip to the thrift store. His more familiar appearance in the show is radically different from the pilot version, thank goodness.

I'm especially glad they got rid of the half-mask with the Pinocchio nose and creepy eyes. That thing disturbs me; I can only imagine how little kids would react to it.

The other big changes concerned Spectreman's adversary, Doctor Gori. Originally the doc, with his mission to save the Earth from environmental doom by any means necessary, was going to be the main character. In fact, the original series title for the first twenty episodes was Space Apeman Gori, which was changed to Space Apeman Gori vs. Spectreman from episodes 21 to 39. The series title was then changed to Spectreman starting with episode 40, and stayed that way to the end (episode 63).

One other aspect of Doctor Gori that was changed was his appearance. Originally, as depicted above, he was a gorilla. The producers decided that a gorilla would work better as a strongman/henchman, and the suit was repurposed as Gori's aide Ra/Karas. That's how we got the mop-topped, funky disco-suit wearing Doctor Gori we're all familiar with.

Considering P Productions had 25 days to put together the series (including the pilot) and get it on the air, I can only imagine how hectic and chaotic their offices were that month. Given that they produced a 63 episode series that's still popular more than 50 years later, I think we can agree that their efforts were successful.

[highlifeboat]

First kiss headcanons? (Fandom? All of the ones you got. There is no shame here, your AUs are fun and interesting)

OOOOOH--Fuun. I'll try not to ramble lmao. (I’m assuming you mean like couple first kisses, and not individual characters. THAT SAID, I’d be happy to make first kiss headcanons for the individual characters/OCs as well! :3)

First Kiss Headcanons For–

Mia and Zoe:

Was, in fact, a drunk/impulsive kiss.

Both had been pining for a while beforehand, Mia had just kind of accepted everyone thinking she was dead (and wasn’t particularly in good spirits about it. Hens the drinking), and Zoe was being her shoulder to cry on (and also drinking).

Zoe made the first move, though she still isn’t entirely sure why she chose that, of all times. (She blames the booze for giving her confidence to do it)

It didn’t seem to matter because Mia barely hesitated to kiss her again.

Zoe holds no regrets, though she does wish she picked better timing. C’est la vie, it started a great relationship either way.

Mia and Alcina (Miacina-centric AU):

For Mia, it was honestly a little terrifying.

They’d been having lunch together, Alcina was talking about something her daughters had done, and Mia just could not stop staring at her.

Again, Mia had been PINING for this woman for a while, but couldn’t tell if Alcina liked her at all.

Alcina did, very much, but she never showed she cared for Mia beyond a friendship, for fear it might drive her off. As at the time, Alcina only knew Mia had once had a husband, assumed she was straight, and did her best to put those romantic feelings aside.

Eventually Mia had to interrupt her, and went on this whole “Hey, I think you’re really smart and pretty and stuff.” tangent that basically came down to “I like you a lot, do you want to be girlfriends?”

There was this moment of pause, but Alcina was obviously like “Of course.” And picked her up.

She was gonna give Mia a kiss on the cheek, but Mia was a step ahead and just grabbed her by the face and gave her a big smooch on the mouth.

Alcina didn’t complain, though it did make her blush like a dang tomato.

Daniela and Max:

It was after one of their longer fuck sessions, they were sharing a cigarette and just sort of talking shit as they came down.

Up until this point, Max had been shoving a lot of his feelings for Daniela aside, just kind of waiting for her to get bored and find another person to latch on to, even though he did really like her.

He still isn’t totally sure what it was about that particular time. If it was just the mood in the room, or the way Daniela’s face was lit up by the candles, or how she kept smiling at him with this bright look in her eyes, or what. But something had pushed him into kissing her. 

Now, mind you, it wasn’t like they hadn’t kissed before, but it was usually strictly a sex thing. This one felt a lot more meaningful, with no lustful push behind it.

And it made sparks FLY for Daniela when Max pulled her into the kiss.

Max’s heart was going a mile a minute, and Daniela was just… love struck and purring when they eventually had to break.

Nothing was said, but they made themselves comfortable all wrapped up in each other’s arms.

This also led to the first time they actually cuddled/Max spending the night in Daniela’s room, and one of the first times Daniela saw Max get flustered/express some actual emotions.

The confession of feelings still wouldn’t come for a little while, but it did make their relationship little softer/less sex-based.

Bela and Elena:

Bela had to hype herself up for it, even though the two had been dating for a few weeks. She was just nervous.

They’d been snuggling on the couch, as they often do. Bela had her head tucked under Elena’s chin while they read.

Elena gave her a kiss on the head out of nowhere, as she does, and Bela, as awkward as ever, just kinda took it as an opportunity to give Elena a kiss on the lips.

Was it deep and passionate? God no, it was actually a very quick kiss. But it didn’t stop the two of them from blushing about it. 

Elena gave her one back, and they giggled about it like teenagers before going back to their book with equally content smiles on their faces.

Cassandra and Melony:

Like Bela and Elena, these two didn’t really have a first kiss until after they started dating.

There isn’t really much to it, honestly. One time Cassandra picked Melony up and spun her around and just… impulsively kissed her while she was a giggly mess in the middle of the hallway.

In front of like… four or five other maids.

Melony got extremely embarrassed, and proceeded to hide her face in Cassandra’s shoulder to hide how red she got.

Cassandra would later admit to Melony that she was also embarrassed because she hadn’t realized others were around when she did it. She’s just better at playing shit off than Melony is.

It later became a habit of hers to pick Melony up, spin her around, and give her a big ol smooch (or multiple little face kisses), whether in private or in front of people.

Ethan and Clancy (A ship I never discuss, but do think about)(Main AU?):

Without a bunch of precursor stuff, just know they’re dating post-Dulvey and post-Ethan and Mia divorce, living together under protection.

Ethan made the move while Clancy was rambling on about what movie choices they had for the night.

It was more an attempt to get this man to stop talking and just pick a dang movie alright, because Ethan didn’t have a preference for any of them.

In his defense, it DID get Clancy to shut up. For about a minute.

The grin he had on his face the whole time after it, though, made up for the fact it took him another 10 minutes to pick between “The Thing” and “Rosemary’s Baby” while Ethan ate half the snacks.

[crowmagus]

RANGER, Chapter 7

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Of course, Foggy’s sickness combined with her cramped quarters was a torturous experience. She had tried so hard to follow the Captain’s orders, but now - on her eighth day, her mind was at its breaking point.

She tried to imagine she was a cow, kept restrained for bleeding in the abattoir. She had always thought it would be comforting, even exciting - pressed into a metal jacket and blinded while being led somewhere new. 

In a rare and incredible moment of empathy, however, Foggy was pulled into her barbed imagination. She couldn’t see anything, and she couldn’t feel anything except the metal restraints around her. 

But her other senses weren’t so inhibited. She could hear the braying of her brothers, of her sisters. Not the huffs of excitement but moans of pain, of confusion. Not only that, but at some point ahead of her - the moans seemed to stop. Cut off in a guttural spasm. 

She could smell blood, not just the blood of one cow, but hundreds. All of those playmates she had known since she was a calf, she now knew where they had gone. They hadn’t moved to a big pasture, they had been here, bleeding, screaming, and then… forgotten. 

How foolish she had been. She threw her weight against the metal restraints, and let out a scream of pain. 

“Anything but this.” She thought to herself, struggling against the unyielding metal. 

Hands grabbed at her, trying to calm her. She felt a needle break her thick hide. Her fear and confusion began to swirl together, a weariness came over her body. Her struggle weakened, and her blindfold seemed to glow in front of her eyes. 

Then, consciousness, and panic. She awoke in her bed, throwing the coarse tangled blanket off of her and exploding once more into the hallway of the Fuun.

She crashed into a crewmate then through a half open door, and came out into the ocean air.  Sea-salt tears crawled of their own volition out of her eyes, and down to their brothers in the churning waves. 

She looked up through blurry eyes - out across the ocean. The morning fog was thick, but somehow she thought she could see the coastline. The impossibility of this was lost on her, as she could see faint figures waving to her. The shapes were indistinct and illusory, but she knew it was her family. 

The vision was so potent that she did not hear the heavy footfalls of the captain behind her. 

He was angry. Foggy tried to say something, but her words caught in her throat. He grabbed her and pushed her towards the railing. She broke free - momentarily, backing up and attempting to make a promise. He advanced towards her, unconvinced. She panicked. She drew her Type 27 revolver and pointed it at him, shaking. 

For a moment, he froze. Then, laughter. It was clear to Captain Nambu that Foggy had no plan, and that she lacked the internal machinery to kill a man. The wind grew loud, and he began to advance towards her with singular purpose. 

Foggy imagined she was once again six years old. She was holding the bolt gun used to stun cattle - to make them bend to the will of their masters. Her hand steadied - the cattle, so close to her now, looked at her innocently. She breathed out, and pulled the trigger. 

*Click*

No gunpowder ignited, and no resolution was reached.

The Type 27 revolver, as it turned out, was notoriously unreliable. Besides being difficult to aim due to its double-action mechanism, its rotating cylinder oftentimes would shift during movement and settle in between the loaded cartridges - resulting in frequent malfunctions. 

It was quickly replaced during the War of Division because of these issues, and was now years later only good as an antique - or as something to pawn off to unsuspecting foreigners.

Nambu screamed something in Japanese,  struck her in the jaw, and threw her over the railing. 

[riskyrusky]

EPISODE 3

THE CROC YES! Gotta say, i almost feel bad for it. But dammmmn, that was fuun. (good jump, nice form 10/10)

Charlie and Mike still perfect duo, gotta say this is getting interesting tho. Island taking no prisoners, honestly.

But I'm glad the big monkey came just in time

Also holy shit. MONKEY BIG! And he feels big. Most times it just feels so medium, but this time I feel the size. Like seeing him just walk int he distance. Very intense.

And also, oh damn, poor man. Just there for a job and now feather food. But honestly, terrifying shit. The way they realised there was really no fucking way off the island just like that. Gotta say, that is quite the horror on it's own.

Back to me screaming about Mike. BECAUSE BOY NOOOOO TELL EM! oh gods! Don't hide this! LIKE YOU DESERVE HELP! I am so concerned. I do hope he stays around, like I shall loose my nerves if he doesn't!

Skullisland and what I ramble

In the following I'll just throw all my thoughts about the episodes one after the other about SkullIsland down here. SOO SPoilers (Evidently) you have been warned! And just rambling ahead.

[sainadazai]

Ack hello! Can I request 10+13 prompt drabble for dazai? Thank you in advance! ><

10 . "I-i think we should go to dinner first."

13. "I love you more than coffee." *distant gasps*

More than coffee?

"But y/nnn, work can wait til later, don't you wanna stay and cuddle with meee!?" A whine sounded fro mbehind you, as two arms wrapped around your waist to pull you back into bed.

You wouldn't lie and say that his warm, bare chest on your back didn't feel soothing in all too many ways, but you had to go to work and get out of his house. Last night wasn't something you necessarily regret, but it for sure was a one time thing.

Dating Dazai isn't something women can just do. He doesn't settle, or compromise, and to be honest, his addiction to making life harder for people around him is bothersome. The man was a player, sweet talking and sleeping around, it was his thing.

There was no judgment from you, his life, his choices, it just was a big mess you weren't ready to get into.

"Last night, was a One. Time. Thing." You anounce, getting off of the naked man's lap, not looking back because you know he will look too good to resist when he is draped in only a black silk sheet. The bastard.

You don't see his face turn to a pout, but you can practically hear it through his childish whine.

"But it was so fuun!! And might I add you are surprisingly submissive~"

That sentence earns him a bonk in the head with the shoe you were putting on. "Watch it, Dazai." There's a faint fluster in your tone, despite the glare on your face. Then you're gone, off to the agency to pretend like nothing happened.

Yet as he watches you work all day, Dazai can't help but feel conflicted, because he didn't want any one night things with you. Not anymore at least.

Sure, getting into a heated game of strip poker was a good one time thing, but the afterwards. When he couldn't resist your body any longer? The heat flowing through you both as you satiated a craving neither of you knew you had? Those are things he wants every night.

So he decides to test a boundary. If you sat stop, he'll always stop, but he can see in the your eyes linger a bit when he walks past you, that you want more. Dazai knows his own reputation well, and he won't deny it, he sleeps around. Finds some strange thrill in being able to pick up women left and right, knowing the lengths girls would go for him. It's an ego boost if anything.

He doesn't blame you not wanting to dive into the depths of his complex emotional structure. However he also doesn't understand why he is drawn to you like a moth to flame, knowing you could easily kill him, but he'd honestly be willing to die for another taste.

"Oh, y/n~" He wraps an arm over your shoulder while entering the coffee shop downstairs.

You send him a dry glare, knowing that tone of voice all too well. "Yes, dazai?"

He smirks a bit, "Do you know that your the greatest?" A tingle flies through you at the sensation of his hand gliding lower along your back. Until you catch it with your hand and quickly throw it off of you. "One. Time. Thing."

The man just chuckles at how you have to shove your face in your hands to hide the embarassed expression. Your just so cute, even when you try to act all though in battle.

"You know you don't have to be scared of me, I'd never treat you like I treat other women." He speaks out of no where, taking you fully by surprise. You didn't know that, nor did you believe it. He's met so many beautiful and kind women, granted most of them think he is a bit insane, but he still never takes any of them seriously. What in the world could make you different?

However, to Dazai there were a million little things that made you better than the rest. He loved the glint in your eyes you have during fights, excitement pouring through you as you slash your blades.

He loves the stoic face you use to seem unbothered, the way you'll never admit to being shy or vulnerable. Even the little stutter you developed when your uncomfortable, or stressed. It frustrates the hell out you, but he thinks it's a beautiful reminder that even though you are perfect, you are human.

"What? You're saying you would love me better than all the other women you've been with? Do you even remember their names?" You raise your brows, trying to act confident.

"I loved tea more than I loved those women, and I'm honestly a coffee guy, y/n."

"So your saying it's actually an insult to them..not a compliment to me." You deadpan.

He widens his eyes, "no I love you way more!"

Now that takes you by surprise, because, yeah you've known Dazai for a long time, but never have you ever heard him say that he loves you.You haven't heard him say he loved anyone.

Yes, you loved him, but it was always the kind of love you pretend is platonic, for his safety, and yours. It was never supposed to be reciprocated. Nor expected to be so.

With your silence and awestruck expression, though, Dazai realized that he had actually said it out loud. The L word, to you, HIS GIRL, whatever that means.

He was freaking out inside wondering what on earth could be going on up in that head of yours. Until a smirk grew on your lips.

"You love me more than coffee?"

And he didn't even laugh, because he was serious about coffee, but more serious about you.

"I love you more than coffee." When he says it out loud though, you let a out a little gasp. Dazai really likes coffee, you know.

"Oh...haha, tch, cool." You play off the excitement bubbling inside of you.

Dazai simply laughs, and reaches his hand to your thigh, trailing up slowly as he whispers. "Dont act to tough, y/n, im sure I can easy wipe that look off your face~"

"I-i think we should go to dinner first."

His hand finally reaches the line of your panties and snaps em against you, "I have a better idea for dinner."