#biker!techno

[elysianightsss]

Oh my gosh I remember what this inspired!!! This little beauty 😭😭😭☺️🥹

Hehehehe I did something..

[jacksnotmyname]

What the SBI + Others would dress up as for Halloween

Philza - Biker (leather jacket and all) (he probably had a motorcycle when he wasn’t old and decrepit lmao L imagine being old)

Techno - a princess. (That’s it.)

Wilbur - A vampire if he’s feeling serious (would definitely overdo it with fake blo0d), and an M&M if he isn’t (you know what color + he would put his hair into pigtails for both)

Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo - Those ghosts that are just sheets with sunglasses (would switch out their costumes into cheap masks and double back on their trick or treating to get extra candy)

Michael - Pumpkin (or some other fruit themed children’s costume, preferably with a little hat)

Shroud - a roller skater (mostly so he could wear roller skates on all 8 of his feet) (also an excuse to shoulder check people)

Niki and Jack - Thing 1 & Thing 2 (from the Cat in the Hat) (they definitely argued about who was #1, and of course, Niki won)

Kristin - Dragonfly (or other cool shiny/elegant creature)(I love you mumza)

Quackity - Cowboy (yes, he did bedazzle his hat himself, yes, he is wearing platform boots, and yes, he is paired with Slime and Foolish) (has a toy g*n that shoots silly string)

Slime and Foolish - one of those two person horse costumes (Slime in front, Foolish in back with two coconut shells to clop together like hooves)

James Marriott (yes I’m counting jamesdoesmining, screw you) - Scooby Doo (he thought that they were doing a group costume, was sadly mistaken)

[shiyorin]

What do you think it would be like if primarchs used social media?

Lion El'Jonson:

Private account, doesn't accept follower requests

Rarely posts, usually just sunset or forest photos

Uses emojis sarcastically in replies

Has 20 followers but thinks it's way too many

Fulgrim:

Aesthetic pictures pose artfully depict exotic hobbies and runway couture 

Filters all photos to perfection  

Constantly debates high art vs pop culture 

Thirst traps cause monthly massacres

"Like for a follow back 🔥" 

Perturabo:

Photos are exclusively poorly-lit fortress blueprints 

Bio is 25000 character treatise on siege tactics

Follows exactly 12 history scholars 

Hates everyone and everything on the site 

Actually ran some incisive political commentary bots before being banned

Jaghatai Khan: 

Only posts the sickest motocross and extreme sports clips

Videos have insane views but no captions 

Fans think he's a cryptid until rare livestreams 

Hijacks Fulgrim's comments to hype rad stunts

Leman Russ:

Changed his name to 'Wolf Daddy 🐺'

Shirtless hunting/drinking photos get 10K likes

Roasts everyone in comments but they love it  

Followers think he's a viking hipster meme page

Follows biker gangs, sled dog accts, scholars of old Terra 

Rogal Dorn:

Only posts are architectural blueprints and records of fortifications

Gets into epic debates about structural principles in comments  

No one knows if he actually loads new content or just archives old

Somehow gains tons of followers thirsting for DILF

Konrad Curze:

Pure darkness and screams in hazy JPEGs 

3 followers and they're all bots

Posts disturbing ‘prophecies’ and murder puzzles

Under investigation for doxxing

Sanguinius: 

Angelic selfies bring all the followers to his page    

Flowing locks and golden abs get 20K likes instantly   

Quotes poetry in every reply but no one understands 

Only follows animal shelter and children's hospital accounts

Ferrus Manus:

Only follows engineering/robotics pages

Posts heavily filtered machine shop mini-documentaries 

Photos of custom machines that make engineers weep

Comments are unintelligible techno-babble  

Somehow gains huge gym bro following thirsting for muscle

Angron:

Gets banned monthly for graphic content and abuse

Posts angry rants about society in broken caps

Got suspended after sending death threats to Guilliman

Only follower is Khârn who comments 'THIS' on everything  

Roboute Guilliman:

Shares updates on the latest Codexes 

Only follows serious history/philosophy lecture pages

Posts long analyses of governance strategies 

Constantly lectures others in comments

Has blocked half his followers for trolling

Mortarion:

Aesthetic is grimy gas mask selfies in back alleys

ONLY reposts plague doctor memes from 2003

Bio is endless copypasta about essential oils

Gains cult following of goths, metal heads and preppers

Magnus:

Endless livestreams talking about theoretical magic at 3AM with 2 viewers. 

Tries making TikToks explaining sorcery but the videos are an hour long each.

Overexplains memes and emojis in long-winded threads

Memes and facts threads blow up as the most esoteric

Horus Lupercal:

Selfies showing off abs get him 50K followers in a week

Posts stunning photos from across the Imperium with #blessed captions

Fan club is half the mankind 

DMs from people asking for selfies blow up his notifications  

Lorgar Aurelian:

Aesthetic is dark robes and candlelit monasteries

Constantly reposting zealot sermons out of context

Accidentally starts wars of faith whenever he livestreams

Got suspended for uploading hardcore Slaneeshi hymns

Still has 10 alt accounts all named Brother [REDACTED]

Vulkan:

Only follows puppy accounts and craft bloggers

Posts Happy Holiday baking tutorials and dad jokes

Likes and comments positivity on everyone's posts

Followers think he's the nicest DILF ever online

Secretly the biggest wholesome meme page

Corvus Corax:

Only darkness, shadow puppets and cryptic poems

No one knows if he's real or a myth on the deep web

Internet detectives can’t trace his true identity  

Only sends encrypted coordinates in mysterious DMs  

No one has any idea what he's trying to say  

1 follower is Alpharius who only replies 'No, I'm Alpharius'

Alpharius/Omegon:

Constantly pretending to be other online  

No one knows their true forms or agenda 

Takeovers of government sites spark conspiracies

Leaves clues implicating everyone else’s schemes

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - Add Some Spirit in To Better Cheer It!

@thesilentbard @lavendarlily @Silverwing013

We've Got Spirit, Yes We Do! We've Got Spirit’s, More Than Two! We’ve Got Enough Spirits, To Beat The Shit Out Of You!

Paulina had had her curiosities peaked back when Ember McLain, oh my GOD, and the strange pirate child had abducted all their parents. The weirdo trio were not as pathetic as they often acted.

Sure that goth girl -why? Does that girl still think those clothes somehow look good? Ew- was always known to be fit and whatnot, but Paulina hardly cared about that stuff. Strength didn’t equal balance or grace. There was nothing graceful about the goth, the techy, or the freak.

Or so she had thought.

All three moved so well during that invasion, sure it could have been dumb luck, or whatever. But now she was sure it wasn’t.

Freaky Fenton had just done a triple backflip spring off of a wall and into a tree… He did it like it was nothing. Now he’s staring down at her from the tree, with her staring up at him from the base of the tree.

All she had been doing was working on clothing design sketches, she hadn’t expected someone to come bolting out across car roof tops; much less the Fenton boy of all people. She blinks at him before putting her hands to her cheeks, “that was a-mazing, oh mi god!”.

Fenton physically winces, “we’re… having a race”.

Both of them glancing up at the roof tops when a motorcycle zooms by, that greasy-haired -ew- biker ghost flipping them off, “ha! Suck on the distraction, dipshit!”. Fenton standing up on the tree branch without so much as a wobble and sticking his hands out to the side, “go crash into a wall!”.

Paulina shakes her head out, “you were racing a motorcycle on foot?”. That shouldn’t be possible right? Oh whatever, Fenton doesn’t even wobble when he bends down to look at her again.

She’s decided.

She must have him.

“Uh. He gave me a head start? A head start I totally wasted”.

She pouts at him, this was such a waste! “If you can move like that why are you wasting it so much. That’s not cute you know”.

“Paulina, do you think I give a single fruity fuck?”.

Then the Manson girl comes sliding down a pipe from the rooftop, the techno one following while fiddling with a pda.

Oh this was just perfect! She could fill up so many holes!

Jumping up and pointing at both teens, startling them a little, the tech actually walking into Manson’s back.

Poor awareness, but she could work on that.

Paulina making sure to put on a pretty pout, the kind that makes her eyes twinkle, “you absolutely must join the cheer squad!”.

“Hell no”.

“A group filled with cute girls? Count me in!”.

Paulina skips over and pinches the techno one’s ear, “no, bad, teammates are off limits”.

Danny groans from the tree, flopping over on the branch, “you’re talking like this is already decided”.

She turns her head back to the boy, oh silly silly boy, “it is”, and nods curtly to herself. Who were they to deny her? She was moving them up in the world, they should feel honoured.

Manson walks over to Fenton, without even looking at Paulina, how rude. “Says who? You? Like miss shallow puddle? As if. And shut up, Tucker”.

Riiiight. That was the techno one’s name. Silly her. Well why would she bother remembering the names of the lower class? Though if they were going to be her teammates, she should at least try…

Fenton drops out of the tree, humming, “will it get me out of Tetslaufs stupid sports class?”. The goth sounds mad, “Danny! Don’t humour her and her shit!”.

Paulina huffs cutely, “oh let him, I don’t know why you’re not. I’m-”, putting a dainty hand to her chest, “-asking… you-”, gesturing around at the goths… everything, “-to join the cheer team. A privilege”.

The goth snarls, “take your privilege and shove it”.

The tech-Tucker pouts, it’s not a good look. She’s going to have to work on that with him. “Aw but Sam, being surrounded by cute girls sounds very privileged to me”.

“You disgust me”.

Paulina doesn’t not agree with that… he was a creep. But he was a creep that could nearly walk down a rooftop pipe without looking where he’s going or wobbling. Huffing softly at the techno boy before looking to Fenton, “of course, Testlauf will do anything for the team. The cheer squad keeps the jocks happy and entertains everyone, she loves us”, humming, “and Lancer loves cheerleading too”.

Fenton makes a few faces, “right, he used to cheer. Very weird”, leaning back and groaning, “he’ll be thrilled about this, damn it”.

Oh that’s right! Mr. Lancer -most boring teacher evar- had a major soft spot for Fenton. Why? Who knows. She doesn’t care. “Well then do it for him”, fluttering her eyelashes at him when he looks back to her, “pwetty pwease?”.

Sam groans and buries her head in her hands, “we’re doomed”.

Fenton sighs, eyes Manson who glares at him, eyes Tucker who raises and lowers his eyes brows creepily (ew); and sighs again. “Ugh, fine. Why am I like this?”.

Sam smacks him, “dumbass”, then glares at Paulina and crosses her arms, “fine. You win. Happy?”.

Paulina beams at the goth, giggling happily, “yes, very much”.

Dash was going to freak, she can’t wait. She ignores Tucker doing… some kind of ‘dance’ thing. It’s creepy, it’s embarrassing, it’s pathetic. She almost regrets incubating him, almost, but she will make it work!

Paulina practically skips over the Star, “girl you will never guess what”. Star smiles softly at her, so Paulina continues, “that weirdo trio? Yeah totally agile. Like balancing in a tree agile”, putting a hand to her chest, “and I wasn’t going to waste that so guess who’s joining the team?”.

Star gasps, scandalised, “You didn’t”.

Paulina giggles, “I did”.

“No”.

“Yes”.

“Oh mi Zone girl”.

“I know right?”.

Star giggles, “Dash is going to cry”.

Paulina nodding back rapidly with a bell-like laugh, “totally”, waving a hand around, “that Tacket, I think that’s right, is still creepy though, so like, ew”.

“Well no one would date him anyway, so whatever”, Star pushing Paulina’s shoulder gently, “you finally snagged miss ookie spookie, got her to cave instead of being all ‘I am to dark for that’. She’s been perfect cheer material since we were kids!”.

Paulina pouts, that had always bothered her, she had tried many times to get the goth but she finally won! “I know! It was so sad”, pouting more, “there’s no way we can get her to pretty up tho, dios mio”.

Star grins and wiggles, “think we could get Fenton to pretty up”.

Paulina gasps in shock, “don’t make me even picture him in a dress! He has way too much muscle for that! Even if he is still skinny”.

Mr. Lancer startles her a little. Not that she lets him see that. “So I heard you girls recruited Daniel?”. Star jumps a little though.

Paulina turning a blinding smile on the teacher, “yup! He flipped into a tree without even stumbling! I was suuuuuuper impressed!”.

Mr. Lancer blinks and grins, “I’m not even a little surprised by that, good for the team”, grin growing, “hopefully we’ll win cheer state this year”.

Hmpf. The only reason they didn’t last year was because of stupid Emilie, Ellen-high had found a diamond with that girl. Why couldn’t she go to Casper-high instead. Rude. Well whatever, at least no one on of her team was some druggie loser.

… even if the whole weirdo trio were total freaks.

Paulina is almost squirming with joy waiting for the weirdos to show up, the rest of the team can obviously tell she’s excited; which obviously means there’s new members.

Or she was dating someone new, which she obviously was not. She’s preparing for fashion school after all! She has better things to do than boys. Such a sad thing for so many silly boys.

The doors open, the trio walks in, and Casey huffs, “um why are they here?”.

Paulina grins, rounding on Manson, “throw Fenton at the basket ball hoop”.

Sam grins meanly, grabbing Fenton, “now that you don’t have to ask twenty times for”, and hurls Danny at the hoop. He just twists in the air to land on top of the hoop part in a crouch and pouts at Paulina.

Paulina turns back to her cheerleaders, and hums proudly, “see?”.

Bailey puts a hand over her mouth and squeals, “oh my Zone! We are so winning state side!”, running over and poking a slightly wide-eyed Tackor?, “and I totally saw you juggling a laptop! You can so totally lift me!”, putting a hand to her chest, “I only weigh one hundred pounds”.

All of the cheer team responding in unison, “you need to eat more”. Making Bailey squirm, she was much too skinny there was no way it was healthy; and Paulina was having none of that on her watch. Thin may be pretty but bones were not. Plus! You need energy to be pretty and to cheer.

Though there was that one skeleton ghost with stellar hips. But that’s a ghost. Very different.

Manson rolls her eyes at Bailey, “and I agree with all of them”. Bailey pouts more. Mason sighs, “I… have tons of healthy recipes if you care”.

Paulina grins to herself and multiple girls giggle. The goth would come around yet. Plus Bailey looks to actually think about it. Good. Oh yes, very good.

Teckur grins, whispering, “this is gonna be awesome”; Manson swats him over the head.

Fenton flings himself down off the hoop, landing in an easy crouch and sauntering over. If he was a girl and had good hips…. “Okay so look”, making a weird gesture with his hands at them, “I may have done one too many feats of skill, one too many times”.

Sam quirks an eyebrow towards the boy, “‘may have’? Danny?”.

Danny rolls his eyes back, “shush you”, looking back at the cheer team, “and yeah, maybe I just want out of Testlauf’s Hell class. So anyways, hi”, pointing at his face, “Danny. Not Daniel or Fenton”, pointing at Manson, “Sam, not Sammy or Samantha or Manson”, pointing at Tracker, “Tuck or Tucker, not Foley”.

So maybe they didn’t love being called by last names. Fair enough, and she had decided she’d at least try. But did Tucker have to have such a weird name? ‘Tuck’ could be like tuck and roll though so maybe….

Sammy was sooooo much cuter than Sam though, but Samantha was just an old lady name; who names their kid that? Ew.

And Danny was Danny. She only really called him by his last name because the football boys did. Because Dash and Kwan did.

Paulina turning to the team, “okay girls, let’s show the newbies how it’s done”.

What follows is a lot of practice jumps, flips, lifts, simple tosses, splits (that Tuckar winces over), and precisely one double down. It takes almost nothing to convince Tacker and Danny to get involved; even it the techno geek had pouted after being told the girls wore shorts under their skirts (ew), at least Danny smacked him. Then, eventually, Mans-Sam sighed and joined In.

Watching the three of them do a three person human tower, or physically throw each other around seemingly carelessly was a bit scary to everyone though. The level of trust was so adorable! But no way was she letting Danny throw someone twenty feet in the air and having them land on just one of his hands, that would probably get them banned from competitions.

Tracer’s reaction time was no where good enough to be thrown by anyone else though, her having watched Sam intentionally let him land on his butt more than once. Chelsea got kicked in the face and was going to complain about the bruise for weeks, Paulina would too. Very little was worse than a scuffed up, banged up, face; the horror. Danny was going to have to work on getting banged up less, it was so not pretty; he was a boy though so he could get away with it more.

Sam also kept pretending she wasn’t going to even try to provide support or catch and just would not stop frowning… except when someone messed up. She was not going to be great for moral.

Danny though, Danny would be their Emilie… so long as he watched his obviously weirdo strength. Anyone who could lift Charlie one-handed was to be feared. Charlie was charmed, which was bad, Paulina had to glare at the blushing startled poor girl. But also, Danny weighed nothing, actually nothing. Her mom’s crockpot weighed more! He got the same lecture from everyone as Bailey. He blamed his ‘ecto-contamination’ thing, she didn’t believe it, he threatened to eat eighteen mighty meaty hamburgers a day to prove it…

Paulina’s pretty sure that was not physically possible for someone to do. Like, evar.

But he looked like he meant it (he did, he did not gain weight. The second to the top of the tower position was very officially his).

Paulina claps her hands together after about two hours, “okay, great work everyone”, pointing at Danny with a playful smirk, “you can be anything, cool right, totally. Flyer, base, or spotter”, pointing at Tuller? Tucker? Tucker, “you are banned from being a flyer”, pointing at Manson, “and you’re too mean to be a spotter”. Sam flips her off, so unlady-like. Ugh.

Chelsea huffs, crossing her arms, “if Tucker is ever a flyer, I’m quitting”. Earning more than a few giggles and laughs.

Tucker shrugs, “I think I’m good staying on the ground”. Sam glaring, “and I’ll beat you into it if you even try hiding all the uniforms shorts”. Ticker glances away like he actually thought about that, so ew so so ew. Paulina’s putting in an order for spare shorts. Ew.

Star finally, hurry up gurl!, shows up, “speaking of uniforms-”.

Multiple squealing girls interrupt her to run over and hug her; Manson fake gags. Tuck just looks uncomfortable, right didn’t they date for a while? As pity or something? Not that Paulina actually remembers that, since a ghost possessed her body to date Danny. So freaky, so ew, so not worth thinking about. At least he didn’t get awkward around her because of that, hmpf.

After Star’s done patting all the girls aand doing hugs, “okay okay, I love yall too! But we have things to address”. The group gives her room and she eyes Danny and Tucer, “so what are you boys wearing?”.

Sam snorts, “if you think these two idiots are getting away scot free for dragging me into this, forget it. They’re wearing the normal, skirt included, uniform”, waving a hand, “besides, it’s not like they’ve never cross-dressed before”.

Everyone, which was fair because what?, give the two boys weird judgy looks.

Tuck sputters, gross, “hey! That was because you wanted someone to pretended to be you so you could run away to the circus! And I rocked it, I’ll have you know!”.

“Purple is not your colour”.

Tuck makes more ugly faces.

Olivia tilts her head, “but she’s pale and you’re dark, how would that have ever worked?”. Getting three, “people are blind”, replies in return.

Paulina could agree with that, boys especially were very blind; that’s what made them so much fun to tease!

Casey snickers, one hand over her mouth, “so we’re going to get the boys in skirts. Ha”. Sam pointing at her, “hey, clothes have no gender”. Casey rolling her eyes, “riiiight, toootally”, and snickering more.

Danny chuckles, “hey I’m pretty sure last time I went to one of Vlad’s stupid galas in a ball-gown in an attempt to embarrass him, I got more compliments than he did business offers”.

Olivia blinks, “you go to galas with the, like, super rich mayor”.

Danny raises an eyebrow, giving the girl one of those ‘are you dumb’ looks. Paulina’s confused too though, “well yeah? He’s my uncle? I co-own all his businesses? I’m the only recipient on his will?”.

“YOU’RE RICH!”.

Paulina is shook.

Shocked.

How and why?

Sam face-palms, “oh my Zone, really?”, sighing and giving everyone a very judgy, mean popular girl worthy, smile, “how have you not realized that? Even his parents are rich, not Vlad rich but whatever. Heck, all of us are filthy stinkin’ rich”.

“WHAT!”.

“Then why do you hang around with the lower class?”.

“Shouldn’t you be all popular then?”.

“Why don’t you, you know, brag about your money? I’d brag”.

“So you all dress this way by choice?”.

Tuck bends over laugh wheezing, “wow! Honest or what!”.

Danny putting a hand to his chest, “hey, I like my dumpster-chic. It’s comfy and it’s makes Vlad’s left eye do that twitchy thing”.

Casey looks pleased, “wow, you are so petty. I like it”. Danny gives her a goofy thumbs up.

Sam points a thumb at Danny, “the only expensive clothes he wears is tactical Kevlar”.

“Well it’s very good to have, you know, in case I get abducted to be hunted for sport in the wilderness again”.

Bailey blinks, “Again?”.

Right, Paulina kinda forgot that Danny had had a very weird life, and really weird things just kept happening to the boy. This was totally another weird thing in his mind, the lesser class could never appreciate a good thing… even if they weren’t really lower class or whatever. If they didn’t want to be assumed to be lower class then they would act like they were! Hmpf.

Sam sighs, “to get this out of the way, nice to know how little your type pay attention to us, I’m the only heiress of the Manson family fortune since nana Ida hates my parents so they’ll get nothing from her. Tucker is the only descendent of a very wealthy Egyptian Pharaoh that actually looks like said Pharaoh meaning he gets the money. And Danny’s Danny, the weird hyper-fixation of one of the wealthiest men on the planet”.

Danny does jazz hands, “go me! Woo!”, putting a hand to his chest, “we’re rich and we’re hot”.

Sam and Tuck joining it, “they want our money and our bodies”.

At least that gets them some laughs.

Looks and body fitness was, like, ninety-nine percent of cheer after all. So of course she was absolutely after them for their bodies. Wealth never hurt though!

Star shakes her head, before smacking her fist into the palm of her hand, “right, you guys totally haven’t met the team pets yet, have you?”, looking to Paulina, “they totally haven’t right?”.

Paulina almost forgot about that! If Danny was like his freak folks she’d be worried, and she totally needs something to help her ignore them being rich but too silly to be smart about it. Flaunt it! What is wrong with them??! “Nope!”.

Tic tilts his head, “since when did the cheerleaders have pets?”.

Paulina waves him off, “oh only since the last big game, they just showed up and they’re close enough to ravens that we claimed them. Even if they talk funny”. Chelsea could nevar figure out what they were saying half the time, it was so cute.

Danny makes a face, “so that’s a yes to them being ghosts and a no to any of them being a green dog”. Sam smacks him, “oh you’d just love it if it was your stupid puppy”.

Charlie squealing and running over, “you have a puppy! Show me right now!”. Paulina smiling to herself as basically everyone crowds around the weird boys phone. Cujo was absolutely adorable, very green, but adorable with its little floppy tongue and big eyes.

Star laughing, “okay okay, adorable dog, but it’s decided that we’re sticking with everyone wearing the standard uniform, yeah?”.

Sam’s ‘yes’ is mean. Tuck’s is pitiful. Danny’s gets followed up by a finger snap and wink.

And then everyone pulls out their phones to bombard the trio with pictures of the vultures. They just had so many silly ones!

Danny bursts out laughing, falling over, Tuck right behind; even Sam bends over laughing. Sam explaining while the boys die on the floor, “how! How did you! Did you guys! Adopt Vlad’s minions?!”, the goth is actually tearing up, “oh this was worth showing up for”.

Basically all of the team shouts, “THEY BELONG TO THE MAYOR!?!”.

Danny cackles, “oh they’re gonna be so mad! What? Did they get bombarded by Vlad’s obsession with the Packers one too many times? Ha!”.

A grinning Casey just eggs them on, “yes actually. They were curious about the sport, the guys liked their merciless bites, we think they’re better than a raven fursuiter; they didn’t get a say”.

Harley waving a hand, “oh whatever, they keep showing back up anyways so it’s fucking mutual”.

Danny pushes himself up, making Tuck flop over on his side still laughing, “I have absolutely used each and every one of those fez wearing fucks as a piñata”.

Most of the girls swat at him, “stop that!”. Good, they’re bonding. This might work yet.

(The later meeting of weirdo trio and three fez wearing vultures did go less than well. The vultures threatened to peck out Danny’s eyes? He threatened to use their feathers as pillow stuffing. Tuck openly debated how they’d taste with bbq sauce, ew; he was scolded utterly. Sam just glared. The vultures were offended by the weirdo trio joining the team, the team -Paulina- defended their reasonings, Danny gave the vultures noogies, they seemed to accept their fate. Paulina felt very proud of herself).

Ms. Testlauf bursts in, in the manly way she does, with the foot ball team following her, “now this I had to see for myself! You tell me those two pip-squeaks actually agreed to do something physical?!?”. Multiple guys are jeering as well, because of course they are. Tuck scrambles up out of clear fear.

While Danny is busy waving awkwardly Paulina saunters over to Dash and Kwan, who look just so confused, “so? Apparently everyone is still wearing skirts and halter tops”.

Kwan beams, “rock on. The tank tops and men’s shorts ones look awful”. Paulina nodding readily, “I know right?”. Dash actually pouts, “how could you do this to me, Paulie?”; she only giggles at him.

His little ‘crush’ might not mean anything to her here but she will absolutely use this as an excuses to help make a cute little couple. So adorable. Danny would be absolutely swimming in Dash’s varsity jacket.

Testlauf crossing her arms at Paulina obviously wanting her to just get on with it, so Paulina sighs, looking back to her team, weirdo trio included, “alright everyone, time to show off, and I mean everyone you three”. All three groan dramatically. At least they knew how to overact so that people can actually see their faces from thestands. Pointing at the three, “do that really scary double single handed rewind toss”.

Sam and Tuck doing backflips to land in Danny’s separate hands, then he physically throws both of them up in the air, them landing together on one of his hands, each with one hand interlocked letting them both lean sideways. Very illegal. So dangerous. So worth it.

Testlauf points at Danny, “I am mad with you”, while all the boys shout and cheer much at the now blushing teens embarrassment. Adorable. Multiple jocks laugh about how Danny could probably, throw them; Dash looks like he wants to scream.

Sam grumbling as she falls down into a handstand before upright again, “yeah well, I still say black would be a better uniform for a team called the Ravens”.

“Dios mi, never!”.

Testlauf huffing, “why do you never show this skill, pathetic”.

“Don’t like sports”.

“Gym being mandatory is a waste of my free time, I exist out of spite”.

“The entire notion of a graded gym class and the high value placed on physical capability is inherently ableist”.

Testlauf growls at them, they smirk back. Paulina shoos them to go practice/show off with the rest of the team, since their agility and whatever had been shown already. Her then elbowing Star, whispering while eyeing Dash, “you should totally go get some of the spare uniforms”, and wiggles her eyebrows at the other girl.

Star giggles, “oh totally”, and waves meanly at Dash as she heads over to the gym storage closet. Meanwhile, Bailey lands on Tuck’s head, Charlie having to catch both of them; Testlauf barking out a laugh at them.

Paulina nodding at the third successful tik tok move in a row, clapping her hands together as Star pops out of the storage closet with a wide grin, “alright, take five. A few someone’s need to put on a fashion show”. That gets a ton of cheering from the team, the jokes whistle… only the weirdo trio stays silent. Star walking the outfits over to them and shoving them to their respective changing rooms; Sam literally growling the whole time. That girl was such a freak, but she was the teams freak now.

The jocks all start elbowing Dash and laughing at him as soon as the trio are all out of sight; Dash actually shouting, “Damn It Fentwink!”.

All three come back out, wearing the uniforms; Sam looks sooooo pissed that Paulina has to giggle at her with one hand daintily over her mouth to ‘pretend’ she’s trying not to laugh. Tuck is trying to act like he’s rocking it but it’s… alight she guesses? Danny… just looks like he’s used to wearing it, it fits him way too well for a boy.

Dash buries his face in his hands and groans, cheeks a bright pink.

That silly boy was soooo screwed.

(Dash was, in fact, screwed. He stood precisely zero chance against Danny in a cheerleading outfit)

Then Paulina sees Sam see Dash’s blush and the goth grins meanly, “never mind, best worst decision ever”. Seems tormenting a Jock and his silly little crush was all it took to get the goth on board. Good. And incredibly cute. Sam smacking Danny on the back, “go get ‘em, tiger”.

“Sam the only thing I’m gonna get is Vlad trying to get me into college football cheer leading”.

Tuck pouting, “what about me?”.

“I hope an actual tiger is all you get”.

Tacker shrugs, “I mean, if they’re actually a fursuiter…”; multiple people smack him.

Sadly, poor girl, Olivia actually asks, “what’s a fursuiter”. With everyone shouting, “NO!”, at Tuck; Tatslauf laughing loudly.

Fez-wearing Vulture no.1 lands down on Vlad’s desk, “ya shoz watch te next Cazper game”. Vlad barely acknowledges his minion, “as much as I would love to support the locals that have taken you lot in like strays and their not so pitiful attempt at my preferred sport, I am still trying to figure out how to get Fizztle’s stock shares somewhat legally”.

The vulture inspects its claws, “Phantom’z in itz”.

Vlad stops immediately, Daniel was participating? In football? When? Why? How even? Could he use game talk as a bonding experience now? Standing up and pushing the papers aside, “change of plans, there’s a game I clearly must show my support for. I am the mayor after all, and foot ball is a very important sport for voter support and good faith”.

“Yaz, surez. Ya tellz ya self that”.

“I will incinerate you”.

“Ha! I’d like to see’vez youz try!”. Vlad does try it, Vulture no.1 flees, “hmpf. That team treatz uz far better than yaz”. Vlad just rolls his eyes at that.

(Vlad was baffled and utterly filled with disappointed disbelief when Daniel waved to him in a cheer leading outfit. Vulture no. 1 looking very smug from one of the cheerleaders arms, Vulture no.3 looked more murderous when the gunner threw It at the opposing teams costumed mascot.

Vlad spent almost as much time watching the cheer routine, that was needlessly dangerous, as he did watching the actual game. Apparently the crowd loved that even Daniel and that techno friend of his were wearing the female uniform, Vlad had been more so wondering how to explain this to investors someday. The potential bonding with his vulture minions was a net positive, of course.

Daniel also still somehow managed to get hit by a football, him not dropping the brunette girl during that was at least somewhat impressive though. The star quarterback though…. kept fumbling the ball every time he looked the cheer teams way…. young men and their ever distracting crushes messing their lives up. Vlad would place money on the teens ‘crush’ being a member of Daniel’s little group, since being the star player meant he wasn’t normally like this, Vlad pities the boy immensely.

The Raven’s absolutely do not wind up winning, but Vlad could tell the boys were all teasing the quarterback mercilessly; Daniel’s goth friend starts a fist fight with Vulture no.2. But both teams cheer teams all swarm Daniel’s little trio with clear praise. Good, his little heir deserves to bask in praise, regardless of it being from cheering and wearing a skirt… and teaming up with the peons who stole his minions).

End.

Prompts: After a display of physical prowess, Sam gets recruited to the cheer squad. This might be the best, worst thing that's ever happened. Who knew Danny Fenton was so agile? Paulina makes it her personal mission to get him on the cheer squad. The ghostly vulture trio heard enough about the Packers and got curious about the sport, next thing they knew…they've been adopted in by the Casper High football team and cheerleaders.

[gutz3rfryer]

having my own ideas for Team RWBY, still a concept but kind of still being faithful to their canon designs (VOL 1-3) and also kind of lore/story changes but thats beside the point. Ruby Rose (legal name: Qiang Hongyu Long) -> Gothic/Punk Lolita Weiss Schnee -> Baroque/ powered wigs era w/ knights mixed in Blake Belladonna -> techno/modern mixed with Japanese/Vietnamese trad clothing Yang Xiao Long -> Biker/Party girl with Coco Adler too i guess (finished version found here: https://www.tumblr.com/gutz3rfryer/752106869409136640/team-rwby-redesign-finished?source=share)

[soullessfawn]

Babysitter Techno AU

Au where teen Techno needed some extra cash, so he becomes a babysitter. Even with his angsty persona and many detention slips he’s ignored from teachers, he’s somehow good with taking care of children. Baby’s stop crying when he holds them, they don’t fuss when he tries to bottle feed them and he’s a natural at changing diapers.

For older children, he becomes a sort of human climber as they climb up onto his back and shoulders. He doesn’t mind doing a few laps around the living room, not when the children are screaming with laughter. And for even older kids, middle schoolers. He becomes a sort of friend, older sibling. There has been times where he’s picked kids up from school only to see them getting pushed around.

His biker jacket, dyed hair and angry resting face usually gets them to stop when they realize he’s there to picked up the kid getting bullied. And if it’s not? Well, a few unpaid defence classes go a long way. The kid he’s babysitting just has to prompt not to tell there parents it was him teaching them to throw a nasty right hook. All in all, his part time job was pretty easy.

Until he gets called up by his high schools drama kid, Wilbur. And by the startled “Techno?” He gets back, he thinks Wilbur himself didn’t even know he was the local underpaid babysitter. The surprise moves by quickly and before long he’s walking to an apartment building on a sunny Saturday.

“Thank you for coming.” Wilbur says, welcoming him inside. “I don’t usually get a babysitter, as my dad helps out. But he’s busy and the school’s play rehearsal starts today.”

“It’s no problem.” He shrugs, following Wilbur into the living room. There, left in the middle of the room and a baby blanket was a little girl. She looked to be two or three, babbling away as she played with some toys.

“This is Tallulah.” Wilbur says, picking her up. The baby doesn’t even fuss, falling quiet in her dads arms. “She’s three, not very keen on her veggies.” He chuckles, placing her on his hip. “I let the baby bag on the couch, I texted you everything you need to know. If there any questions—“

“I’ve been doing this for two years.” Techno cuts him off, smiling. “We’ll be fine.” And they were, surprisingly. Usually new babies hate him for the first couple times, but no, Tallulah was practically an angel. Very loud with her flute, but still not as loud as some of the toddlers he’s had to look after.

Wilbur was a surprise too. After that first day, he started hanging around him during lunch. They never really talked before, only muttering apologizes when they knocked into each other in the halls. But now it was like they were always friends. They studded together, took Tallulah to the park together. Techno was invited to Wilbur’s dads house, where he met the others younger brother and father.

Techno was welcomed into the family. It was made even more clear when one night, as he was getting ready to leave. Little Tallulah stretched out her hands and yelled. “Uncle Techno!”

To say Techno was happy he become a babysitter was an understatement.

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for July 1, 2013; #23.

Agro “Space Is The Place”

Testratte “I Shoot You In The Mouth”

DJ Scud “Mash The Place Up!”

ADC “Roma 1943”

Electromeca “Biker D’Amour”

Society Of Unknowns “Vector”

Base Force One “Dynamite & Fire”

Kovert “Soundboy”

Krackhead “Breakneck”

EC8OR “Overload”

Paul Snowden “12 Gauge”

Tech Level 2 “Teknological”

Sonic Subjunkies “Formula For Terror”

Converter “Zombi”

Torque “Frozen”

Not Breathing “National Anthem Of Wor”

Nomex “Stop 2000”

Council Estate Electronics “Hall Hayes”

Techno Animal “The Mighty Atom Smasher”

Electric Kettle “Shoot The Moon”

Parasite “Corporate States Of America”

16-17 “Digitized”

Hydrus / D.J. The Neck “Moonstalker” (RMX)

Noisex “Plasmid”

A’Simetric “Refusal”

Killout Trash “I Got Straight Edge”

DJ 6666 feat. The Illegals “Dead Nation”

Xanopticon “The Shift”

Somatic Responses “Artificial Disintegration”

Slaughter Politics “You Must Help Yourself”

Salt “Feed Me”

Imminent Starvation “Tentack” (live)

P.A.L. “I Set My Dog On Fire”

Solaris BC “2”

Bonus Omega; first-ever tech showdown.

[herrlindemann]

Rock Hard - December 1997

Within two years from underground act to million seller. Rammstein wherever you look and zaps. Even the teen publications have now discovered "the boy band of staged horror" (quote: TAZ) for themselves. Rammstein answer readers' letters in Bravo. The increasing level of awareness and success, however, also call critics and moral guardians on the scene. Because the hard guitar riffs with rumbling vocals and ominous lyrics from the children's room make even the most understanding parents grow gray hair.

Till Lindemann's provocative enigmatic poetry certainly does not necessarily correspond to current "political correctness" and to everyone's taste. Nevertheless: It's only Rock'n'Roll. And for as long as rock 'n' roll has existed, the standard themes of sex, drugs and violence have held an undeniable fascination for generations of youngsters. So the concerned parents and the fire brigade dutifully wait in the cold in front of the sold-out Lichtenfels town hall.

Meanwhile, inside, the dear little ones try to fight their way between bikers and goths, while KMFDM struggles on stage. As an opener, it's doubly difficult to survive in front of a hit parade audience that unites teenagers and Rammstein fans from the very beginning. But the quintet around the American exile and band founder Sascha Konietzko doesn't make it easy to find access to pounding electronic music either. True to the motto "No pity for the majority", dull techno beats with synth gimmicks are used throughout. Like the most recent CD, the performance suffers from the guitarist's lack of assertiveness. The hole that opens up here shows once again the handicap of the Elektrolurche-Industrial faction in large halls. The matter remains cold and sterile, the beat doesn't get into your blood or dance.

The rumble of thunder and hail of bombs shake the hall. Curtain up for five metal machine people. The "Tillminator" joins them from the burning underground. “Spiel mit mir” is the motto of the evening; it could also mean “Sing mit mir”. The fans are hooked — every line is cheered on from the start. Compared to the tour last May, everything is one size bigger. No song can do without a show element, the pyromaniacs Rammstein do a great job. Something is constantly hissing, sparking, crackling and cracking. If not, spotlights, stage floor, keyboards or microphone stands have to take their toll. In addition to the apocalyptic facade, the six Berliners also show a certain amount of self-irony, for example when the three amigos with sombreros and traveling guitar intervene in the action, Till empties the contents of his plastic cock into Flake's pants or Richard pulls a real metal solo from the leather. Otherwise, the musical moments of surprise are limited. The show is in the foreground — not a bad price-to-smoking ratio for 35 marks. The atmosphere in the audience is excellent, but calls for encores can hardly be heard. Isn't that the case today, when a whole hall is enthusiastically asking for more? hit audience? Sated youth? It doesn't matter, Till is still rolled across the audience to the stage in a burning steel coat on a cart. But then the vermilion ends surprisingly quickly. Parents and the fire brigade can go home relaxed.

[squigglyexplosive]

Too many people weeb it up for Samurai so I decided to make my Samurai outfit a biker chick with a pink techno sword.

[qatheauthoress74]

A Song From The Heart

For @the-painted-siren https://www.tumblr.com/the-painted-siren An AU of an AU for the Ninjago Secret Summer OC Exchange.

The dim lights from the theater added a soft glow to the overall techno-punk atmosphere inside the venture.

A young woman with her hair tied up in a braid observed the room with a quirked smile while her partner was more focused on the other patrons.

“It sure was nice of the people at the ticket booth to give us a discount,” the blond boy clad in green said. “They must understand how crucial this mission is after I explained why we needed to come inside.”

The girl’s half-smile molded into an amused smirk. “Maybe, or they just recognized us as the Ninja that saved Ninjago for the tenth billionth time and decided to give us special treatment.” Her eyes caught sight of a merchandise stall. “Hey, you wanna go buy an overpriced t-shirt of the musician everybody’s here to see?”

“We’re here on business, Lyra.”

Lyra feigned a pout. “Oh, but we never get to do anything fun.”

Lloyd’s emerald eyes widened in alarm. “What? But last week we went out—”

“I’m kidding, Greenie.” She playfully shoved him for good measure. “I know our Ninja-ing comes first. So, where are we supposed to find this new Master of Time?”

The young man held up a round item that resembled a pocket watch but it had only one hand and was pointing in one direction no matter where he moved. At that moment, the device directed its arrow in front of the couple. “According to Master Wu’s Elemental Compass, they should be around here somewhere.”

Lyra rolled her eyes. “That’s helpful.”

“You should’ve seen how we used to find Elemental Master without a Compass,” Lloyd recalled. “It took way longer.”

“So, which way is it pointing to now?”

“It just keeps pointing to the stage.” He looked up but saw nothing. Not even any stagehands setting up for the concert. “But I don’t understand why—”

Lloyd didn’t get to finish as he was cut off by an announcer.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and people of non-specific genders, it’s time for the show. Give it up for Calem Kahale!”

Suddenly the stage lit up with bright colors of red and gold. Beneath a trap door, an elevator pushed upwards, revealing a young man dressed like a punk biker holding a guitar in his hands.

When the young man smiled Lloyd felt his heart rate go up in a way that only happened when he was around Lyra. “Oh.”

“Oh?” Lyra ceased looking at the stage to stare inquiringly at Lloyd. “Do you think that’s him?”

Lloyd wordlessly nodded, mesmerized by the song the performer played.

Lyra turned to look back at the singer as a smile began to play on her lips. She wondered where this was going and how much fun she could have.

 💚

 Calem remembered he need to look at the audience while he played and chose to settle his gaze on one spot in the crowd of people. He let out a small gasp after his eyes met the greenest orbs he ever saw. The rest of the face that the eyes belonged to were quite the sight to behold as well. Without thinking Calem found himself drawn to the young man standing in the pit in front of the stage. He stepped forward, not really thinking straight (haha), and accidentally took one foot over the ledge.

Oh, that was stupid, was a thought that went through Calem’s head along with the regret he didn’t get the chance to ask for the cute guy’s phone number before he began to fall.

 💚

 Lloyd and Lyra wasted no time in quickly moving around the shocked crowd when Calem tripped over the stage’s edge. Both Ninja was experienced enough to know with how short the platform was to the ground they wouldn’t reach the musician in time and save him from the fall. Still, it was in their nature to help when they could, and were in for a surprise when they saw something out of the ordinary. 

“He’s slowing down,” Lyra observed, watching Calem’s body moving at a snail’s pace with each passing second. He was now less than a foot away from the ground and by the girl’s estimate, he might reach it in two minutes.

“That’s our man—I mean, Ninja—uh—” Lloyd stammered after catching himself making that entendre.

“I know what you mean, Lloyd.” Lyra playfully rolled her eyes.

Instead of rushing towards Calem the couple instead simply walked up to his semi-floating body and took a hold of his arms. The moment they did so the young man’s elemental powers deactivated, and time moved normally around him once again.

“Hey,” Calem said breathlessly to the people who “saved” him.

“Hey.” Lloyd shot back.

“Sup,” Lyra chimed in. “You okay there, bud? Not in any pain, are you?”

“Yep, uh-huh.” I just got saved by two good-looking people, that’s all. “No, I mean I’m fine. Thank you.”

“After you finish the rest of your show, we’d like to talk with you backstage if that’s not too much to ask.” Lloyd was quick to notice the large group of onlookers staring in awe at them.

“Please, um, by all means. My manager will let you in.”

 💚

 Calem almost spat out his water after hearing the full story. “Wait, you two are part of the Ninja team?”

Lloyd exchanged stares with Lyra before looking back at the musician. “Yes, just like I said we want to offer a proposition. What else would we mean?” he asked, referring to the rest of the conversation that had since visiting Calem in his dressing room. Alone. With no one else to bother them.

Lyra, however instantly got the connotation of what Calem interpreted after seeing him blush at the previous mention of the word proposition. She laughed out loud before speaking to her visibly confused boyfriend. “Oh, Lloyd, you sweet summer child. You truly are a Goofus in the best way.”

“What else would you…” Lloyd trailed off for a moment once the realization kicked in. “Oh, you meant—seriously?!”

“Oh, FSM!” Lyra laughed so hard she thought she was going to pee.

Calem blushed harder than Lloyd currently was. “I’m sorry! I just—I’m not used to two attractive people who saved me from a severe head injury suddenly taking an interest in me. Did I just say two attractive people out loud?” Man, Calem must be suffering from a head injury worse than he thought.

Lyra thankfully managed to calm down after wiping away a tear from her eyes and evaluated Calem. “Wow, your personality doesn’t match your look at all.”

“It’s my stage persona. It’s supposed to make me look cool and mysterious.” Yes, he was very cool and mysterious looking from how he was bringing his knees close to his chest and had cheeks redder than an apple.

“Which I guess you’re neither of those things IRL.”

“Lyra.” Lloyd frowned in disproval.

“What I still think he’s adorably dorky in a hot kinda way?” Her casual response did nothing to prevent Calem from flushing into a deeper shade of crimson. “And it seems like you are too, Mister Beet Red.”

The Green Ninja grumbled at her but was unable to hide his reddened face.

“Anyway, before any further misconceptions are made, I’ll cut to the chase and ask if you’d like to train alongside us.”

Calem appeared torn by the suggestion. “Oh, uh….”

Lloyd, not wanting the young man to reject their offer then made a compromise. “But you can still perform as a musician when you aren’t busy training or helping us fight.”

Lyra nodded but added warily, “Fair warning though, it’s been about a month since the last time we fought the latest bad guy bent on taking over the world or destroying it. So, we’re probably due for the next one to show up pretty soon.”

“But you won’t be fighting anyone just yet until you’ve finished your training,” Lloyd hastily included.

 Calem chewed his lower lip, still hesitant to answer. “Can I have some time to think it over?”

“I mean, you’re the new Master of Time so you have all the time in the world. Right?” Lyra winked at him after making the lame pun, causing him to turn red again.

“Yes, you can. But you can keep in touch with us,” Lloyd extended his hand for Calem to shake. The other boy accepted it with no problem.

Lyra smiled, wryly. “Meaning Lloyd here totally would like to date you.”

“Lyra!” Lloyd was aghast at his girlfriend’s comment.

Her grin turned into a full-on smirk and asked, “Is that not what I’m reading here?”

“I mean—I do think he’s cute but—ugh!” Lloyd threw a hand over his face.

“You think I’m cute?” Calem’s tone sounded hopeful.

 “‘Course we do,” Lyra answered with a genuine beam. “You wouldn’t happen to be busy later, are you?”

Calem bashfully shook his head no.

Lloyd, deciding to just roll with Lyra’s obvious matchmaking, then made another proposal to Calem, but a much more personal one this time. No, not that kind of proposal. “If you are not put off by my partner’s teasing, we would like to spend more time with you.”

“And just to be clear this isn’t a ploy to join our team. Unless you think I’m talking about a different team.” She added a wink for good measure.

“I think you’re going to confuse him,” Lloyd deadpanned.

“Oh, no I got it.” Calem nodded. “Yes, I would like to spend more time with you if that’s okay with you.”

Lyra shrugged. “I’m Poly and Lloyd’s Bi so I think we can work this out.”

--

So I borrowed the Elemental Compass idea from Ren [https://www.tumblr.com/the-ninja-legacy-whip]. It’s a literal plot device and I love it. XD

[vaniitas-store]

If you like Lieve Van Gorp, you'll LOVE Xavier Delcour.⁠ ⁠ The Brussels counterpart of Lieve, also making black collections showing his passion for rock culture and night clubbing. Ha started in 1996, sharing Lieve's timelone. His style is a bit more dandy than Lieve, pulling from the techno-chic clubber of the nineties and slapping on some rhinestones, so perfect for the night. A very underrated designer too, perhaps because the Antwerp academy is more adored than La Cambre?⁠ ⁠ Coat that fully unzips, now online⁠ ⁠ HOT TAKE:⁠ Can we also look at his SS2004 collection, where he first introduced the guitar case shoulder bag, combined with tartan garments, and also trompe l'oeils of biker jackets? Did Martin Margiela copy this collection for his spring 2008 season or was it just coincidence?⁠ ⁠ Especially in light of current Haider Ackermann's copied designs from Jurgi Persoons, have the Belgians taking from their more niche ancestors?⁠ ⁠ Leave your opinions below. Was it inspiration or blatant stealing? Material enough for a heated discussion... https://www.instagram.com/p/CocGVaxO-Nx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[elysianightsss]

And techno laps free right now 👀

Also how does the technos feel about us bitting and kissing their neck/chest?

Yes I think Biker is free right now. And every single Techno love biting and kissing anywhere, they will happily let you go to town on them marking up their skin for everyone to see😏

[gdcatboys]

I think in the modern AU Wilbur goes and bats his eyelashes to swap and get Techno in the office gift exchange, and Phil has Maria, and Techno has Dream, and Dream has Sneeg. Phil’s gift he gives is fancy hot chocolate mixes and a so-soft scarf, and Dream angrily buys a gift card cause he hates authority but Sneeg’s actually been fair, and Techno panics at Phil for like two days and ends up with both a pair of bike gloves cause Dream mentioned biking in the summer and a beautiful leather belt cause Dream’s is crappy and Techno couldn’t decide between the options, and Wil gives a nice perfectly appropriate bottle of wine and a winking insinuation that he was looking forward to the New Year’s party.

Ooooh mountain biker Dream is actually pretty fun. He can bike and climb and do a lot of really inadvisable shit, actually.

Anyways, I love this, office gift exchange is fantastic.

[travelmusicoficial]

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[foolishmeowing]

This is the way to my heart:

My friend and I are exploring the remnants of his home town, which he last visited a couple years ago, when this location was a sunny mesoamerican desert. Yesterday, a dimensional rift merged his hometown with another world while we were waiting for the next train in, leaving the area covered in a dome of lightning which launched synthwave robot biker soldiers at us, and when we break through, the area has decayed by decades and been transformed into this nipple-warming landscape of enmeshed old west railway towns and black and purple techno-fortress stuff, all rampant with lightning:

And while we're busy with what the fuck, your femme ass walks over in a yellow dress with cute princess music playing like oh hi, my name is Queen Sphene teehee and the little woodwinds are tooting merrily like this is 100% trustworthy

and that's basically it, I do trust you, yes I assume apocalypses are your special interest I'm down, did you know I like thunderstorms, like a lot

[iljewelrylover]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Bailey 44 Black Moto Full Zip Tweed Jacket Quilted Faux Leather Size Small.