#blue ensemble

[correctrvbquotes]

Cut back to the Blues... except for Simmons

Tucker: Oh-hohohoh, man. I'm gonna die.

Alien: Blargh arg-honk, largh, lwargh.

Caboose: What's he saying now Andy?

Andy: Look guy, if you want me to translate for ya, you can't keep asking me every four seconds, what's he sayin' now Andy, what's he sayin' now? I'm gonna tell you what he's sayin', that's my freakin' job!

Caboose: That's what he said? That's a weird thing to say. Uh, tell him I said okay, I will not ask any, more of uh... that and also, no.

Church: I think I need a translator just for Caboose.

Alien: Wuarrrrgh!

Andy: Okay basically he's uh, he says he's pissed off.

Church: Oh rea- yea- no kidding. Tex, are we paying for this service?

Tex: Just give him a chance.

Alien: Blargh, largh, wahublargh.

Andy: He says he came to claim some type of thing, and that the teal one took the thing...

Alien: Blarg blaargh.

Andy: And that now the thing is gone.

Tucker: Who's the teal one?

Tex: You are, idiot.

Tucker: No way, I'm aqua. Teal's out.

Church: That thing that he's talkin' about must be that sword, and it's not broken it's right there.

Alien: Argh blargh!

Andy: He says it only works with the hero who passes the trial of the windmill, and retrieves it from his resting place. For everyone else, it might as well be broken.

Tex: Uh oh.

Tucker: Trial? Please, I fell in a hole, that's not a trial. I'm startin' to like this culture though, any dude who trips is a hero. I'm pretty sure that makes Caboose God.

Church: This all sounds like bullshit to me.

Tex: No he's right. It didn't work for me, remember?

Church: Of course it didn't work for you, you're a girl. Means you can't even work the entertainment center back at the base. Doesn't mean the remote control is mythically attached to us.

Tex: Alright then you little smartass, you pick it up and try it.

Church looks at the sword, then at the alien.

Alien: (silently chuckling) Hur hur hur hur.

Church: Nah, I'll take his word for it.

Alien: Blargh blurg blabu blarg.

Andy: And now you gotta go with him, to fulfill the prophecy.

Tucker: Fuck you.

Alien: Blar blarg blargh, hnnk hnnk!

Andy: Heh heh heh, good one. Uh oh yeah, he... he's not too thrilled about it either.

Tucker: See I knew this was a bad idea. Sorry to fuck up your quest, dude, but I'm not goin'.

Andy: Aaand if you don't go, he'll destroy the base, and kill everybody here.

Church: ...Alright well have fun guys.

Tex: Hey a quest sounds fun, come on Tucker!

Andy: Aheh, I think he should stay here, 'cause, I like that killin' everybody option.

[fashionsfromhistory]

Ensemble designed for Pattie Boyd

The Fool

1967

The Fool were a Dutch design collective led by Marijke Koger and Simon Posthuma, best known for their work with the Beatles, which included designing the tunics the band wore for their 1967 television broadcast of All You Need Is Love, decorating John Lennon's piano and George Harrison's Mini, painting a circular mural at the Harrisons' Surrey home Kinfauns, designing the inner sleeve of the Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band LP and, most famously, painting a three-story psychedelic mural on the facade of the Beatles' short lived Apple Boutique in London's Baker Street, which was subsequently painted over by order of the local council. Pattie Boyd and her sister Jenny were fans of the collective and would model their clothing designs for the Apple Boutique. According to Boyd, this brocade ensemble was custom made for her by The Fool and she recalls wearing it during a trip to Greece with all four Beatles in July 1967 to explore the possibility of buying a set of Greek islands.

Christie's: The Pattie Boyd Collection (Lot 13)

[nanakorobiyaokii]

09.21 : ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴜᴄʜɪᴅᴀ ʏᴜᴍᴀ! ☆♪.⁽⁽ ◝꒰´꒳`∗꒱◟ ₎₎₊·

ᴍᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ ʙᴇ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ.➳♥

[zelena-salata]

[meow-tay]

These days have been very tiring because of college, and to make things worse I'm in the middle of an art block, but I couldn't miss participating #switchinktoober on instagram, so here I am, posting a fem kanata with crazy b's halloween clothes, I hope you like it

[aislebewithshu]

love kitty

x gender neutral reader.

wc: 486

cw: yandere x yandere, stockholm syndrome, obsession, codependency themes, references of being caged, directly based on love cat and love kitty

author notes: hii i love biz's songs too much.. lowkey proud of my loveit? prompt so i made a love kitty one :3 happy reading ! not beta read, scroll if uncomfy <3

“i’m so happy to see you come home, your highness! welcome back, dear [name]~”

your beloved love cat who is always eager to wait for you to come home to your shared abode- offers you your ‘meow’ in exchange for the love he oh so craves from you. after all, this codependency you share, it's inescapable.

he was a bad, naughty kitty at first, seeking affection from others when you're right there for him! at least, he has learned his lesson right? he is now collared to you, anyway. sure he was a bit... confused at your actions at first? terrified? no one knows. he's a dear, fickle cat that doesn't know the true meaning of love, but that's alright, you're here to teach him.

“running off's fine, but back home's so scary”

he would avoid the moments that you give him your twisted love at first. it was suffocating, intoxicating. as if you both are playing a staring contest, so manic that both of you would lose to each other in this game of lamenting captivity.

third time’s the charm, that’s what they say. it’s like he is now hypnotized by you, you’re invading his mind and heart in no time! why won’t you go away? is it because he was trying to spend time with someone else? he knows you would not let him, crazed feline eyes with irises having a slit. putting a collar on him, you have branded him as yours.

he would try to fight you back at first, but he becomes more domesticated, as time goes on. he’s slowly falling for it all, consuming sin and punishment, whispering love to each other.

“even if you turn away, it's still alright. you are my very own "love cat", that's that.”

he has learned to love you unconditionally. your very own love cat, who is encaged with you for eternity.

"please love me, hey."

"i'm scared, can't step out of the cage anymore."

maybe he would also leave a mark on you as you left yours on his! let him have a bite, maybe? he's willing to bare his fangs. the more this goes on, the more twisted this love gets, and you are both hungry for it. he was insatiable when it comes to your affection, like a cat that is needy of its owner’s attention.

he cannot stand to live without you- he needs you too much to the point that his life now depends on you. like a clumsy love cat, he wants you so much, too much that it's getting ridiculous. you haven't seen any other guys worthy of being your 'pet cat', right? good, he gladly plays that role for you without hesitation, anyway. because if so, he won't hesitate to draw his claws out to eliminate them.

after all, both of you are in too deep in to the pit of hell that is called love.

enstars - kagehira mika, sakasaki natsume, sakuma ritsu, hakaze kaoru

twst - azul ashengrotto, idia shroud (? idk he has the vibes)

bllk - alexis ness, shidou ryusei, michael kaiser (HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE)

+ your faves.

©AISLEBEWITHSHU on tumblr. do not repost / feed to AI.

[rougeandruby]

hiyojun sun moon will never ever let me escape its clutches

[masterhandss]

Anzu & Ensemble Girls references (but it's mostly just her little step-brother)

I really enjoy drawing tenn(kousei)-kun, I just thing the ensembleverse protags are so interestinfg!! (depictions aren't 100% accurate btw but based on other fanon works with him in it)

[fanfic-gallery]

manger's random tots #8 [ NSFW MDNI ]

|| cw (dead dove) : implications of stalking, spying

» manager's note: with the trending of the milkman over all my social media nowadays, i've decided not to hop on this train- but instead, write about some other type of pretty boy with a low paying profession (no, this is not a 'that's not my neigbour' fic, thank you) hope you guys enjoy...? (i had the idea him being an oc in mind but you can slap whatever character you want <3)

the neighbourhood mailman; absolute sweetheart, can do no wrong- sometimes giving away small little treats and nick-nacks along side the letters, pulling off light tricks and pranks to gargle a laugh or two, trying to brighten people's days.

yet, most don't seem too kind about his selfless gestures; impatient and grumpy bastards telling him off, yelling at him to knock it off with his piercing bike bell and 'nice guy' act.

on days like those, the only thing that seemed to be his light at the end of the tunnel, after gurgitating hours of cycling about under pretty harsh weathers, being chased off walk-way after walk-way... was you, his last patron of each day.

you weren't one of the first few in his delivery route; yet, you barely lived far down, so why is it that you were always his last? "...don't know... your letters always seemed to be at the bottom of the pile~" is what he claims; when in truth, he just wishes to spend the rest of his late-evening chatting your ear off with fun little misadventures he had during the past week.

he felt... cherished for once in his life; not someone needing to deal with the sour attitudes of people when they're all huffy or some boy-toy, taking his acts of service as an invitation to go running their hands all over him. he loved how he could play around, joke and complain without having the need to refrain himself. he felt... alive.

so it was to no one's surprise that he developed a massive crush on you; always giving you a little extra compared to the other townsfolk. full length handwritten letters, extra savings of candy and snacks he's been distributing that day, that box of pastries you seemed to have been eyeing up for the last few days or that prize you didn't manage to win during on one of your latest trips to the arcade.

seems light-hearted enough, right? if only you knew what other little treats he placed within your regular delivery... envelopes holding typed-letters; pouring his love for you over the many, many pages... each line, each paragraph... sometimes even rambling off into tangents- tangents of what he had been dreaming to do to you since day one... since the day you noticed his pains and took upon yourself to heal him back up.

yet, these sick fantasizes, these twisted thoughts on paper- you never blamed him for it, why would you went the initials signing off the letters eerily matched the creep that lived a few houses down from yours, who always seemed to have brought themselves false hope in charming you even after you said no.

no... you would never blame the innocent, naive mailman who's barely paid enough to suffer from verbal abuse every day of his life; barely having the funds to keep a himself together; yet, still cherished the happiness of others over his own.

maybe that's why you always seemed to accept his 'lustrous' gifts, especially that medium-sized stuffed bunny he so graciously sewed for you for valentine's to rid you of your loneliness. its soft yet limp body still laying on your bed, oblivious of the shine behind its dull black spheric eyes.

"...hah... hah...~" lustful eyes smiling as his flushed features melted against the monochrome screen he's stuck himself to, body trembling with each stroke of his throbbing cock, relishing in the soft breaths as you slept, spurring more pre to drip down his plush thighs, drenching the ground beneath his cheap desk chair. "...soon... soon, my love... i'll tell you the truth..."

[monobytee]

Since April was such a tragic month for yaoi fans… I made a collection of doomed yaoi events that happened during this month :)

Alien Stage - Round 6, Ivan’s sacrifice

Detective Conan - KaiShin revealed as cousins💀

Yuri!!! On Ice the Movie: Ice Adolescence - CANCELLED

Lost in the Cloud - SkyRus (almost) break up

Tgcf (Heaven Official's Blessing) - Manhua discontinuation (RUMORS)

Svsss (Scum Villain's Self-Saving System) - Donghua discontinuation (allegedly)(it’s so mxtxover)

Lip x Lip (honeyworks) - Aiyuu fight, Last Stage

NagiReo (Blue Lock) - Interview “theres no romantic feelings between them” (WDYMMMMM)

Other stuff, not necessarily sad/doomed

Codename Anastasia - if yk yk

Ensemble stars - new shuffle unit! Yaoi-ahh MV😂

Tadaima, Okaeri - omegaverse anime adaptation

Do add to it if you guys know any more!

[correctrvbquotes]

Tex: Well how did you fight it off?

Church: Fight it off? You must have me confused with someone who's brave. I got the hell outta there.

Tex: You're telling me you left your body behind?

Church: I had to get outta there fast. That body was just dead weight.

Caboose: I know the feeling.

Church: What is that supposed to mean?

Tucker: Hahahaha, some slimy toothed monster scared the crap outta Church! Haha!

Tex: He didn't scare the crap outta him, he scared the soul outta him.

Tucker: Oh it's Church, what's the difference? His soul is made outta crap. Stupid crap for soul.

Church: For all I know, he's in there chewin' on my body right now.

Tex: Well, then let's go get this big thing of yours.

Tucker: Bow chicka bow wow.

Tex: Oh shut up.

[fashionsfromhistory]

Winter Ensemble

1880s

Anyone living in New England realizes that dressing in winter means dressing for warmth. A stylish few, however, somehow manage to combine warmth with elegance. This ensemble was purchased by Miss C. L. W. French of Roxbury and Boston, Massachusetts, from Mlle Lipman's establishment in Paris for the lavish sum of 1,600 francs. Miss French surely would have impressed anyone as she strolled along the Commonwealth Avenue mall or rode down Beacon Street in a sleigh.

The original bill and a photograph of one of Miss French's relatives wearing the dress in 1920 were also given to SPNEA. Along with the photographs, the donation included a program from a Suffrage Pageant in 1920. This tantalizing bit of evidence suggests that Miss French may have been a suffragette, for this dress was worn in 1920 by a relative at a celebration of the Nineteenth Amendment awarding women the vote.

Historic New England (Accession Number: 1990.507A-G)

[meracyn]

The love you left behind

oneshot. gn reader, angst.

tw ; mentions of death

How long has it been already?

One month? Two? Is it five now? The days after the accident blurred together, it all happened too fast— You didn’t remember anymore.

You stood up, and walked over to where your lover sat on the soft grass, gazing out at the river, a pebble in hand. The sky above was coated in orange and pinkish hues, the sunset painting the clouds in a faint gray color mixed with purple, swaying in the cool breeze.

You stayed still, watching quietly. Even though you wanted to speak, you wouldn’t be heard. You were gone after all—

you were dead.

I wish things didn’t end this way.

It had become a routine; this silent watch over them—making sure they were doing well. In the beginning, it was hell. The shouts, the intense denial, the pain. The line that separated the living and the deceased wasn’t too wide.

You still held feelings, memories of your life throughout the years, still shed tears, even without a beating heart.

The pain was supposed to be gone after death. Why is it still there?

Loneliness, sorrow, love, too. It wasn’t different, it felt exactly the same. But it doesn’t matter, your feelings wouldn’t be able to reach them.

Unless we reunite in death.

As more time went by, you started to realize they were moving on— with someone else. Filling the void in their heart, forgetting about you. You could see it in their eyes, you could feel it even—the look of hope, of healing. The way their heart began to beat a bit quicker each time the two were met.

Can you still feel heartbreak even without a beating heart?

You finally had the answer.

You wanted to be angry. Hold a grudge against the person, shout and somehow reach out to your lover and be remembered again. Be loved again. But you couldn’t. You had no voice, nothing to carry your pain in.

Filled with dread, betrayal. You tried to accept their decision and let go, to be happy, but you couldn’t deny the growing feeling of resentment.

Is it selfish to wish that you never let me go?

You could only watch. Watch and wish. Wish that you were still a part of their love, be reassured and held in their arms once again. To be told “I love you” one last time.

But those wishes were unreciprocated. You were forgotten already, fading away in the back of their mind. The pain was unbearable, you weren’t in peace. The vow you once made after death to always protect them, ended up being broken.

You couldn’t watch anymore.

Either way, it wouldn’t have mattered if you still did or not.

After all, they were happy with someone else now.

— Aether, Izuku, Denki, Childe, Meguru, Gojo, Shoto, Tanaka, Tanjiro, Nagisa, Itto, Gorou, any of your favorite characters!

a/n; first time writing angst lmao btw theres so many characters i didnt know who to pick so i chose random but you guys obviously have bigger brain so choose whoever you think fits w/this, havent posted in almost a month too i just realized..ill go sleep rn 💀 and. pls send genshin reqs (but only ‘til sumeru im hella behind whoops)

[bebemoon]

look for the name YASMINE (requested by @ilovewhybeejay) | for love & lemons "arinah" soft mohair knit cardigan/tank/boyshort set in pink, { hair } from chanel a/w 2o22 runway, vintage off-white rhinestone-inlay folding pocket eyeglasses (c. 195o's), marc jacobs "essence" eau de parfum (bergamot, freesia, spices, gardenia, iris, orange blossom, turkish rose, amber, benzoin, sandalwood, tolu balm)(released 2oo3 | discontinued), louis vuitton blue floral-detail leather heeled sandals

[correctrvbquotes]

Cut to the Blues back wherever they are after all this time

Tucker: And he says "Did I read it? I already ruined it!"

Tex: That's disgusting.

Caboose: I don't get it.

Church materializes out of thin air

Church: What. The fuck. Was that.

Caboose: Hey Church!

Tucker: Hey.

Tex: Huh?

Church: Isn't anybody gonna ask me, "What happened to your body, Church?"

Tex and Tucker: What happened to your body Church.

Caboose: What happened to some... body... Church?

Church: Hell if I know. All I know is, I was sittin' there talkin' to Gary, and-

Tex: The bomb?

Church: No that's Andy, Gary is the computer.

Tex: Neh, I don't even remember most of your names half the time.