#broken-dweebs

[halodwolf]

i hope this person dies actually

[doromoni]

Not Over the Papaya | OP81

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Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader

Genre : Fluff Smau

A/N : I wrote 2 chapters worth of material today … but imma make y’all wait for tomorrow 🤠👹

Face claim : Jennie Kim

Warnings : Moderate Cursing

Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.

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*message sent

Notification : You received a message from Oscar

*Incoming Call from Oscar

Pick up or Decline

Pick up

“Hi Osc”

“Hi to you too. You sound so sleepy”

“Yeah, I didn’t get that much sleep on the plane.”

“I told you to limit your coffee intake. I’m not there to stop you , you gremlin control yourself”

“I know I knowww”

“So why’d you wanna call? You should sleep”

“Its just weird that I’ve gotten to see your face practically everyday since last month and now I wont see you for like 2 weeks”

“Well we both work very hectic jobs, so that would be expected. But yeah ~ i’ve gotten used to your presence”

“ Hey Osc… Is it weird to say that I already miss your voice? “

“Only my voice?”

“Well your voice is like Jake Sully y’know.”

“You and your Avatar obsession . And I do not sound like Sam Worthington”

“Who??”

“The guy who voices Jake Sully”

“Ok but how do you know that?? I don’t even know that at the top of my head. I just like Jake cause he’s hot”

“I know that because you forced me to watch blue people run and swim for 10 freaking times!”

“Well you made me watch Cars with you on repeat!”

“You also loved Cars! what do you mean?”

“Ok, I do but that’s besides the point”

“What is your point dweeb?”

“ My point is that I miss you already”

“Well I miss you too”

- Hey Osc, is that Lily? -

“Hey I’ll be back. Lando’s talking to me. Don’t hang up, alright?”

- What? No. We’ve broken up , I’ve told you that -

- I thought I heard a girl’s voice. Is she your new fling? -

- I dont do flings Lando -

- Whatever you say mate -

“Hello? are you still there?”

“Helloooo?”

“You’ve dozed off huh. Sleep well dearest”

Y/N.

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Y/N. Florida I love you but you’re too hot. Rehearsals are brutal! 🤠 send jake sully thirst traps pls

Y/N. Whaaaaa who said that?

oscarpiastri Youre so weird.

Y/N. Because having a crush on a blue car isnt??

logansargeant Its not weird to have a crush on Sally tho

charles_leclerc I support my son’s tastes. Crushing on Sally is valid.

Y/N. But me having a crush on a giant blue man is not???

oscarpiastri nope. thats weird Y/N

logansargeant nope. thats weird Y/N (1)

charles_leclerc nope, thats weird Y/N (2)

Y/N. ugh i h8 the patriarchy

Y/bf Y/N your glowing babeeee!! So excited for Floridaaa. Im catching myself a cowboy 🤠. (and ur Jake Sully crush is so Valid!!)

Y/N Babe give me a call, your pass is still with me! ( RIGHT? The blue man is hot)

Y/bf That he is, but I think orange suits you better 😘 liked by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri you are so right @Y/bf but its actually papaya 🤓

Y/bf stfu Oscar, im making u a case here 😤

user1 I dont know what to freak out about??!! Y/N adding another day to her concert sched or Oscar being in Y/N’s comment section and CLEARLY being flirty.

user2 Sir that is your teammate’s ex 😮‍💨

user3 Well lando did cheat … so eff the bro code or smth like that— i dunno im not a guy

user4 we can freak out about both!!! YES MY SHIP IS FREAKING FLOATING (it aint sailing till oscar confirms his breakup)

user5 Y/N becoming more unhinged by the second

user6 Y/N looks like she’s becoming better and happier 🤍 we love to see it.

user7 Enjoy your time Queen!

User7 Y/N in American soil is built different

User8 We see that like Oscar 👀.

oscarpiastri 3mins close friends

story replies

charles_leclerc do you like Americans now? well its very plausible since Logan’s American.

oscarpiastri Are you insinuating that I like Americans because of Logan?

charles_leclerc Yes, exactly that.

oscarpiastri NO.

logansargeant I knew it! Western always winssss 🤠🦅

oscarpiastri Why am I not surprised.

Y/N. Ohhhh whos the hot chick? 🤭🫣

oscarpiastri 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

oscarpiastri I dunno you tell me

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[midnightshindig]

Rex who’s jealous of the reader’s long-standing friendship with Mark, which eventually turns into Mark becoming Rex’s wingman? Have a great day or night!

okay I’m loving this, shoutout to you guys for the awesome requests!!!

fic under the cut >:D

You and Mark have been friends since childhood, his dad is Omni Man, your Dad was Darkwing

You became friends through the barbecues Mark’s dad used to host

your dad wasn’t ever really one for socializing but after you and Mark because best friends, there wasn’t a lot he could do to avoid it

So, friends since you were both in grade school, you know a lot about eachother

its you, Mark, and William against the world

People often ask if you’re dating Mark or William, but once William starts dating Rick, everyone in your life seems convinced you and Mark will get together next

but cmon, you’ve seen his xmen print boxers

youve seen him try and fly by jumping off your patio and breaking his arm

The first time he took you flying he fucking dropped you and broke YOUR arm

That was fun to explain to your parents

You could never shack up with the guy who thought his dick had a bone in it for the first fourteen years of his life

Plus, there’s a guy you’re already pretty interested in…

You’re on marks bed criss crossed, leaning forward onto your palms

“Nooo way- you got to MEET Teen Team?!” Your eyes were starry eyed and wide, pure unbridled awe in your coice

”What- how did you?” Mark jumped at the sight of you in his room, shutting the window behind him “How did you get in?”

you scoffed, waving a hand dismissively “Please, you think I can’t break into a house?”

man he always forgets your dad trained you good..

“Anyways!!!” You interrupted, standing up ceremoniously “What was it like? I saw on the news- you fought with THE Atom Eve? What are they like-?”

your voice got dreamy and hazy as you flopped onto his bed “What’s Rex like?”

a moment of silence

Mark sat next to you on the bed, rubbing his neck “Um. He’s… he’s a character.” He smiled awkwardly

what was he supposed to say? Yeah he’s an asshole and also dating Eve

”Ugh, boo, I need details, Mark!” you sat up with a swing, hitting him with his pillow

”Well- ow! Okay Jesus-“ he grabbed the pillow

“For one- he’s dating Eve!”

ooooooooo nooooooooo

you deflated, narrowing your eyes at him

”Damnit. That sucks….” You continued

”Still though!! He was so cool all like pow! And boom!” You punched the air with enough momentum to flop back onto your back, giggling

“That’s insane- you’re insane. There’s nothing cool about him.”

but you didn’t care, he was cool to you

It’s a while later, like I’m talking a WHILE later, beginning of season three

You havent seen Mark in a while, your hangouts are sparse, mostly just bowling and reading comics at his house.

Things have been rough since Mark became a superhero.

For example

Mr Grayson, the guy who’d taught you to play baseball when your dad was too busy, had turned out to be a vicious Viltrumite

Hed killed your father. And while Mark had been busy cleaning up after his Dad, you’d been busy picking up the pieces after losing yours.

Darkwings apprentice and sidekick, Nightboy, was “there for you”, but he was kind of an asshole all things considered

Mark had been busy kicking ass and you’ve been busy with William at university, wanting to get away from the oppressive city you hailed from

You knew Rex and Atom Eve had broken up a while ago, but Mark was so preoccupied with Amber and then Eve(????) that he never got around to introducing you.

You were Darkwings child, it’s not like you’re some unimportant civilian, you kick ass when you need to!!!

and you do have Nightboys contact….

“Hey man! hook a person up, what’s Rex like?”

Left on seen

ooooo you were gonna fuck up that little dweeb next time you saw him.

copycat little bitch

ugh. He can’t even help a hoe out? Damn.

I guess that leaves emotionally unavailable Mark

”You want me to introduce you to the Guardians- oh my god Y/n you just want to meet your celebrity crush!!”

You roll your eyes “Duh, Mark. It’s not fair! It’s not like I’m some massive creep who stalks him, I’m single, he’s single, I’ve always thought he was cool as fuck!”

He sighs, pulling off his mask “Look, Rex is a rough dude, I’m not sure you’ll like him once you meet him in person-“

“Mark if you don’t invite him to our next bowling night I’m going to leak to the news that you wet the bed until you were twelve I swear to god.”

never let it be said you weren’t intimidating like your dad.

William rolled the ball, knocking down eight pins “Uh huh- oh yeah- let’s go boys!” He did a little victory dance, before walking over and slapping your hand to tag you in

“I still can’t believe you got hustled into this.” He commented, sitting next to Mark as you went up to bowl

Mark groaned, Rex at his other side watching your bowling ball intently “Yeah well- I didn’t have much of a choice.”

You hit a few of the pins, and managed to finish off all but one on your second roll.

The night had been going smoothly, introductions were exciting. You were surprisingly calm, Mark had expected you to flip your shit when Rex dapped you up

Rex was surprised at the invitation initially “You want me to come with you and your normal people friends… bowling?”

mark you know he’s a superhero right?

”Yeah- yes. Well, I think it’d do you some good, plus, they’ve been dying to meet you.”

Oh, that’s cool!

it doesn’t take much of an ego boost to get him to do things

so here he is. Bowling. With Mark, Marks very gay best friend, and Marks highschool sweetheart

he has no reason to believe this, you and Mark interact like Mark and William, but you’re different

Rex notices your city mannerisms off the bat, tense and stiff by nature, all your facial expressions carefully calculated to not draw attention from strangers, you have that signature “I grew up in Midnight City” scowl when not talking to someone. He swears you look familiar but he just can’t place it.

but it doesn’t matter, Rex has a much better time than he intends to, in no small part due to you

Mark and William are downright impressed by your candor, even managing to roast Rex a few times

is this even you? The same you who had a Rex Splode fanblog in highschool?

the night ends with Rex… asking you to drinks?

Oh my god no no no William and Mark give each other the fucking evilest look ever

Rex is smiling candidly the way he does, cocky and full of himself, but not demeaning

“Hey so this was fun! You’re not half bad at this! “ he laughs, and gently punches your shoulder

“We should get drinks sometime, like maybe after this?” He tilts his head and points to the exit with his thumbs

He figures even if you and Mark used to date in highschool, he’s with Eve now, no harm no foul, right?

home boy has to shoot his shot when a pretty thing like you whoops his ass at bowling

Theres no way Mark can let you go underage drink with the biggest fuckboy he knows

”AAACTUALLY, Rex-“ he places a firm hand on both yours and Rex’s shoulders “Y/n promised to hang out with me tonight”

his grin is forced and it’s obvious

Rex is just looking at him like “Mark what the fuck I’m tryna score here”

Mark raises his eyebrows at him and then gives him the harshest glare he’s ever recieved

You’re just in the middle like O.o

what the fuck is going on? You’re making faces at William trying to understand and William is just standing a few feet away with folded arms and a dad stare, the “you know better” kind of stare

what the fuck.

Rex gets back to HQ confused as ever, like what the hell was that?

Why was Mark so goddamn protective of you? You broke up!

he didn’t still have feelings for you…. Did he?

man what a dick move, Rex is fuming in the HQ common area just fucking pacing around

the newly appointed Guardian, Darkwing, notices him pacing and asks what’s up

“God- it’s nothing, Invincible invited me out with his super hot friend to go bowling but got super weird when I asked them out- like, full cockblocking!” He throws his arms up

“And they were so cute, too, great at bowling, check it out!” He pulls out his phone and pulls up a group photo from the bowling before

Darkwing just studies the photo and gasps

“Rex thats Y/n, my predecessors kid.”

mic drop.

He KNEW you looked familiar

what the HELL Mark?

”So do you like, have their number?”

Darkwing could help you two get together, but that’s his mentors kid and his insufferable asshole teammate. And also doesn’t give a shit.

”No.” he lies, looking away stoically

“Damn.” Rex mutters, folding his arms

Yknow what, fuck it! He’s gonna give Mark a piece of his mind-

and so Rex does, calling him as soon as he gets to his room

Mark answers with a “Hey man? What’s up?”

Rex can’t help but launch into a diatribe “You think it’s okay for you to be with Eve and still have feelings for your ex?! I’m shitty and even I know that’s shitty!”

Mark, who thinks he’s talking about Amber:

”WHAT I DONT have feelings for Amber- Rex that’s completely ridiculous-“

”I’m not talking about Ammm-berrr” he sings her name mockingly before continuing “You totally cockblocked me tonight!”

silence

”Wait Rex do you think Y/n is my-“

”I know they are! Cmon you guys are so familiar and close!”

Rex glares at the phone as Mark snickers on the other end

”Hey don’t laugh at me, asshole!”

”No, no, I’m sorry. I’m sorry- Fuck- Rex- ooooohhhh I’m sorry I can’t-“ he heard a thud on the other line followed by more laughing

“And where’s Y/n, I thought they were staying with you tonight?”

The laughing dies off “Sorry man, I didn’t want my childhood best friend- and nothing more- getting drunk, they’re only nineteen. And don’t do stuff like that often.”

Rex goes to talk but Mark cuts him off

”And- ugh this is too funny oh my god- Haha- god… They’ve had like an obnoxious celebrity crush on you since you started Teen Team.”

whaaaaaaat

Rex’s face burns red at the thought, and he quickly switches gears

”Okay then Mark I need you to be a bro and help me out!” His voice is excitable if not a little whiny ”it’s the least you can do after tonight…”

Mark can’t say no to him, and sets up another hangout.

you’re fixing your outfit in Marks mirror, putting on the last step of your skincare routine while talking

”I can’t believe you blocked me like that, not cool man”

”okay, I hear you, but we’re gonna go see the new Seance Dog movie tonight and I invited Rex-“

A brush clatters on the floor

”You invited Rex?!” You’re panicked, you’re not dressed up nice enough for that, but it’s too late, and Williams in the driveway honking to get you both into his car

It’s William, you, Rex, then Mark in the back row of the otherwise packed theatre

William discretely slides a back of breathmints into your palm, winking at you

oh this is an operation. These bitches are in on it.

Rex looks at Mark, then at the popcorn situated between you and him.

he plunges a hand in and roots around for a solid handful

William jabs you in the upper arm with his bony ass elbow, pointing to the popcorn with his eyes

You can take a hint, and reach “absentmindedly” into the popcorn yourself

Your hands brush against eachother, Rex taking the opportunity to hold your hand

And now your hand is intertwined with his on the arm rest dividing you

The movie goes on, Mark is having a great time and Williams on his phone texting his boyfriend, Rick

You hold hands that entire movie. He has surprisingly clammy hands

its cuz he’s nervous

After the movie, Mark and William fuck off to the restroom, but they’re actually just giving Rex the chance to do this:

”So! Now that those guys are gone, what do you say to going out without them sometime?”

“uh yeah- of course! I mean, what did you have in mind?” You can’t help but bat your eyelashes, and mark and William who are watching from around a corner groans at seeing you like this

ew ew ew why are you flirting you know how to do that? Grosssss

So you get Rex’s number and he gets yours, before William and Mark return to get everyone home.

”Ha- bye Rex, this was fun!”

everyone else in the car waiting for you to be done :(

Rex doesn’t care though, and chats you up for another ten minutes

he shows off his robotic hand and uses it to brush your hair behind your ear

Wow he’s smoother than Mark remembers….

William honks the car “I have an 8am class tomorrow, Rex!!”

ugh, to cut short such a sweet moment with such a babe

Rex settles to end things there, leaving with a wink and some finger guns

You FINALLY hop in the car and William speeds off so fast there’s dust clouds

Rex realizes he has no ride home…

And you two start dating!

how exciting!

Mark boasts it’s literally all thanks to him

like won’t let you live it down

its nice to have fun and do good things when the world isn’t crumbling

You should enjoy it while you can

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Shutter 2

Warnings: non/dubcon, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Peter Parker

This AU is called Watcher Anonymous and will include different series for different characters. This is our introduction to Peter and Pipsqueak.

Summary: a community class brings together all sorts.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

She enters the coffee shop. Barely. As she passes through, her bag catches around the door handle and it jars back her small body.

She giggles as she untangles herself and looks around in embarrassment. There's a few laughs at her expense but she's amused too. She bows as if it's a great show before she spins to find him watching.

She waves as she nears, then pushes up her large-framed glasses. She stops by the table and bounces on her skinny legs, "hi, Mr. Parker!"

He smiles. "You know, you can call me Peter."

"I know but you're so smart and you teach me so much. Mr. Parker sounds right."

He shakes his head, "um, so, can I get you a coffee?"

"I don't drink it or I bounce off the walls, but er, they have a lavender lemonade. It sounds yummy."

"Sure, I can do that," He stands. She makes him feel tall. "Why don't you save the table?"

"Oh, you're so nice!" She flutters then makes herself sit. Her excitement is barely contained in her jittering legs and twiddling fingers.

She hugs her knapsack in her lap as she turns to face the table and bobs her head. He goes to join the line. He might try a lemonade too, but the mango sounds better than flowers. He waits his turn, glancing back momentarily, nervous as his head spins. He doesn't know what to say. Just talk about the camera, bozo.

His inner dialogue is starting to sound a lot like Bucky. That guys a trip. Always grumbling about something. No wonder he can't get a date. Well, who is he to talk?

He takes the lemonades with a smile. He spins and nearly drops the cups. There's someone at the table. A large man with his hand on the back of her chair. He can't even see her. Just her pink and purple sneakers.

He nears and clears his throat. The man is taller than Peter. Well, Peter isn't very tall himself. And he's buff. Well, Peter puts in his time at the gym, too.

"Excuse me," Peter puts the cups down, "lemonade." He slides the purple one to her. She doesn't react. "He bugging you?"

"We're talking, junior," the man snarls. "She's going to give me her number."

She looks at Peter. He frowns. The guy seems like a bully. Probably thinks she's an easy target. Well, she's not his.

"Dude, look at her. She's not interested. Besides, she's with me and we're having a conversation so you need to go," Peter steps closer.

"I'm not asking you--"

"Look, I'm being nice. Go away," Peter narrows his eyes.

"You gonna make me?" The guy puffs up.

"If I gotta," Peter doesn't flinch. A broken nose won't be such a high price to keep her safe.

"Whatever," the guy snorts, "not worth it. She's a fucking dweeb anyway. Just wanted to split her in half--"

Peter swings without thinking. One in the gut, the next across the jaw. The guy stumbles back and hits another customer. She squeaks in surprise.

"Shit," Peter shakes out his hands. "I'm sorry, I wasn't--"

"Yikes!" She jumps up, "Mr. Parker!" She points at the large man as he grips his skull. "He's getting up."

She grabs onto Peter and tugs. She couldn't move him if she tried. He scoops up the drinks and follows her to the door. They sprint out and down the block. The whole time she giggles.

They finally stop as she gasps. She faces him. He has lemonade on his hands. She takes the purple one.

"Mm, lavender," she preens.

"I'm sorry about that, but he called you that and I just--"

"That's so sweet. No one ever stands up for me," she sways and slurs on her cup. "Or buys me lemonade."

"Yeah, well, I never done that for anyone either," he tastes his lemonade, too.

"You're so brave."

"Me?"

"Yes! That guy was huge! Like the abdominal-- abominable snowman," she corrects herself. She hums as she catches her breath. "Oh look!"

She points to a robin hopping in the grass. It's nothing special. You see it all the time, but her enthusiasm is awe-inspiring. "Mmm, mm," she taps him, "the camera!"

"Oh, yeah," he looks around, "hey, let's sit."

She follows him to the bench. They sit with their lemonades between them. He pulls her camera bag out of his large one. He opens the leather flap. The vintage style suggests it came with the camera.

"So, uh, it works. I had a spare lens and it's good to go." He explains. "And I fixed the strap."

She takes it and he catches the bag strap before it can knock over the cups. She rests it over her lap and slides out the camera. She leaves the bag on her thighs and he leans over to explain the buttons and shutter.

"Say cheese," she aims it at him. He gives a surprised grimace and she snaps his picture. She laughs. "That'll be a good one."

"Hey, no fair, you surprised me."

"Those are the best ones. The candid frames. You know, I love parks," she points the camera again and taps the button. "You see people just being people. With their dogs, or strollers, or just running with their headphones. They forget about the world, don't they?"

"I... I guess," he agrees with a shrug.

"Oh, this is so cool! Thank you, Mr. Parker," she hooks the strap around her neck and lets the camera hang. She looks at him, lashes batting behind thick lenses. Her eyes fall to his hand. He winces as she reaches for him. She clings to his hand as she digs inside her knapsack. "I got some antiseptic," she sprays his split knuckles and they sting. "When I ride my bike, it gets bumpy."

"Huh, thanks," he says as examines his hand further. Her expression turns serious.

"I'm sorry. Next time, I'll tell the meanie to go away on my own," she lets go of him gently. "I don't like people gettin' hurt because of me."

He cradles his hand in his other, "well, you know, it was worth it."

She laughs, "hm, maybe..." she turns and stares across the park. "But I'm not really, am I?"

He frowns, "who says?"

She swings her legs. She shrugs and makes herself smile. "I say." She gets up and grabs her lemonade, "I'm going to go get pictures of the trees."

[cheer-nympho]

THE DUSTIN EXPERIMENT MOMENTS I THINK ARE CUTE OR NOTEWORTHY FOR YOUR FANDOM REFERENCE

Thread of moments from the official book, mainly Eddie info

Mainly Steve, Eddie and Robin or general character dynamics I think are interesting or cute, read this for fanfic help ig,

Copied from my thread on twitter- this book lays in the muddy zone canon wise BUT is officially licensed merch and signed off by the writers, enjoy!

QUICK HIGHLIGHTS: Eddie is canonically afraid of ducks, Eddie is not against Lucas being in basketball and is just worried about the kids driving each other away, Eddie jokingly flirts with male security guards

1. The jocks are SCARED of Eddie. They struggle to pick on him because they are afraid of him, and he can shut them up with ‘a look’

2. Steve picks Robin up from school to take her to her Family Video shifts so Dustin often tags along, and Stobin gossip the whole time

3. Robin is a BIG foreign films fan. She says art transcends language and Steve makes a joke that he struggles to care even when movies are in English. He took, and passed, French in high school

4. When teamed up and being serious, Steve and Robin give genuinely good advice out that is meaningful and ‘wise’. Theres a lot of fun banter with them in this second chapter, but they’re actually good at giving friendship advice to Dustin.

5. Patrick is genuinely nice, he welcomes Lucas in with open arms and a big wave- and its pissing me off having to hear all this “lucas was bad for leaving them for basketball” shit over again because he WASNT wrong and im annoyed the canon narrative tried to conclude that he was but anyway

6. Eddie makes a point of saying to not get the goths confused with the punks, and that youd learn that the hard way. He adresses his table as “ladies and gentlemen” even though there are no ladies… ‘as far as dustin can tell’

7. Unnamed freak is now apparently named Doug. Gareth is a thief, Jeff is a druid, ‘Doug’ is a barbarian. Mike is a D&D purist and thinks the expansions are pointless but lies to try and impress hellfire

8. FINALLY some outside canon acknowledgment that MIKE is the dm.

Eddie and Mike are described as having that DM gene that makes them captivating storytellers, Mike recounts a campaign to the hellfire table who listen on intently

9. Mike makes the pun “and he said ‘Beholder? I hardly Know’er!’” And the table of absolute dweebs laugh their heads off. Although Dustin is enjoying himself a lot, he thinks it would be better with Lucas

10. Eddies walkman is broken, and states he’d rather listen to Madonna that just silence when Gareth makes a joke.

Dustin offers to fix it and Eddie goes “no thats okay I got it” before repeatedly slamming it against the table.

11. Dustin and Eddie abusive dad bonding time. Dustin tells a story about how he took apart a radio piece by piece, and when Eddie comments that his dad would have ‘beat his ass’ Dustin states that his dad wanted to, but his Moms immediate reaction was to sign him up for science camp.

He states that, even though its not cool to say, he thinks his mom is awesome. A few months after the incident she divorced Dustins dad and moved them back to Hawkins, where she grew up.

12. Eddie made Dustin a metal mixtape to thank him for fixing his amp, with the note “Because man cannot live on Weird Al alone - Eddie”

13. Robin is trying to hit Steve in the head with a paper football while sarcastically scolding him for calling Eddie a ‘freak’

She then accuses him of being jealous of Eddie before hitting Steve square in the forehead with a rubber band

14. Steve and Robin immediately jump to Lucas’ defence, Steve calling “bullshit” on even the possibility of Lucas doing something wrong here.

He says Lucas is dealing with his own things, trying to figure himself out past popularity.

15. Eddie and Jeff are in a screaming match over who the better guitarist is: Tony Iommi or Glenn Tipton, and he’s effectively crawling across the table to yell in Jeff’s face,

Dustin immediately nopes out of that and goes to ask Robin for help, who is talking to ~Vickie~

16. Robin is the mediator in the boys friendship issues and has convinced them to try trust falling to make up again,and demonstrates it with Steve

Shes actually good at it, the boys have a bittersweet bonding moment where they realise theyre all just afraid of being left behind

17. Tension is alleviated when Steve reveals his greatest fear is the cartoon Turbo Teen

19. Eddie seems to have a secret, undiscussable fear of ducks. He says their eyes are enough to cause psychic damage and Dustin nites he looks serious.

So…Eddie has a dark past with a duck

20. More bad dad bonding. Eddie says the only good thing his dad left him was a sense of where the speed traps on highways are, and he notes that Dustin doesn’t mention his dad much.

He cheated on Dustins mom, and now Dustin has pretty much no contact with him.

21. While reassuring Dustin, Eddie admits he is afraid before every single performance. He says he isnt brave, isnt facing his fear- all he knows is that he just loves music more than he is afraid of everything else.

Which makes the master of puppets scene so much worse

22. The nerds at the science fair are also scared of how Eddie looks lmao, people move aside and almost create a path for him and Dustin while looking at Eddie sceptically-

The receptionist mistakes Eddie for Dustins dad also

23. Hes like, really afraid of ducks

24. Being left along for 5 minutes to babysit the duck Frodo, Eddie has amassed a crowd of nerds who he is telling scary stories to in his DM mode

A little girl asks “Mr. Eddie” if he’ll tell them more stories, and he says he will if she nails her presentation

25. Eddie, who was tasked with causing a distraction is dragged out of the hall by 2 guards while he says “Gentleman, if you wanted an excuse to feel my arms you could have just asked”

26. The kids (Lucas, Mike, Dustin) are surprisingly close to Robin! Dustin sees her as the best and most logical person to help them through their issues, and Lucas and Mike talk to her like any other member of the party,

Just some nice post s3 bonding stuff

27. When the party start fighting at the table about Lucas in basketball, Gareth tries to butt in and Eddie scolds him and tells him to keep out of it

Hes not against Lucas being in basketball, and tells Dustin to make up with him

DONE!! And heres some things I couldn’t manage to sum up in the same format, and some pages that I think are nice

[millylotus]

I seem to have been hit with a-ah bout of crackship inspiration~? indoctrinated mayhaps even,

@tired-all-the-time22 recent Study Troubles (Val/Danny/Dash) fanart has opened my eyes to the potential of Valerie x Dash... I can't stop thinking about them I don't even think they have a ship name yet which like more for me!

Like like like just sit there and think of the dynamic(s)!

Popular Boy x Popular Girl, it gets toxic the moment her dad loses his job & she realizes how much of a bitch he was, and he still has some feelings for her but is decidedly pushing those aside.

Maybe a little later Val's kinda pulled herself together, & Dash has unknowingly been avoiding dating anyone since her. And Dash sees her happy & confident like she used to be and he's just obsessed again and can't get her out of his head. And yeah Val can see that he's still cute but by god can't she get over this pathetic excuse of a guy!

Val: *punching pillow staring at old photos remembering how he'd hold her like she was precious que muffled pillow screams* AAAAAAAAH Wes [they're childhood friends to me alright]: *at her desk with concern* do you want me to take all that "Dumb Bear" stuff away or Val: No! I am perfectly fine! I can handle myself *glaring at the teddy bear Dash gave her on their fifth date but unable to even punch it fully* Val: God why are you still cute!

Dash would gang up on Danny for having dated Val not that long after they broke up, like:

Dash: Who does he think he is trying to date my girl?!?! Kwan: You and Val have been broken up for a minute man Dash: He's a fucking DWEEB!!! WHY WOULD SHE DATE HIM and not like one of the other jocks??? Kwan: *smirking* Maybe you're the odd one out & she knows what she likes now Dash: I'm gonna punch you.

Val would definitely tell him off for it though, cause she cares about Danny & breaking it off with him was to protect him. And Dash sees that this might be a way to get back in her good graces and backs off.

Phantom's D1 Hater x Phantom's #1 Loverboy too, Val nearly burning down the schools phantom club, Dash being the only one able to stop her before she catches a cas.

Val growing softer about Dash again and they slip into more couple-y mannerism again. Standing close, maybe holding hands, Dash giving her his jacket, who knows.

But also holding back b/c she's realized how bad of a person Dash is, and now demanding he be a better person if he actually wants to be with her. Because their break-up was his fault not hers. And Dash really wants her and to be with her and he's a bit resistant to it for a bit but then he meets Phantom once and asks how he's supposed to win over a girls heart again and Phantom's just like "stop being a bitch???". So his hero just said that and the girl of his dreams has been saying that, and now he's crying in his bedroom properly reevaluating his life choices.

So Dash is trying to be a better person for Valerie, and it's hard to break habits but not messing with Fenton & his Dweebs is a good starter.

Val watching from a distance and being impressed that Dash of all people is willing to change /for her/. Does wonders for her self esteem too being wanted so much by someone that they're changing the core of themselves as a person /for her because of her!/ (her Ego knows no bounds for real).

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Dear Jury of the Phandom I bring you the names "Teddy Hunter" or "Hunter Teddy" for this ship of Dash Baxter/Valerie Gray!

Feel free to give many more suggestions this is a community effort

[maxknightley]

If someone, hypothetically, were to paint some miniatures based on the "Holy Dominion of Northwestern Iowa", what colors and kinds of symbology would they potentially use 👀

okay so can I just say that as a lorebrained vexillology dweeb you have given me such a beautiful gift. Ideas that immediately come to mind:

Overarching colors

Red, to represent military valor and The Passion, but never alongside white or blue. The Heptarchate is part of the "post-American" movement within the former United States, rather than one of the polities seeking legitimacy via translatio imperii.

Gold, representing prosperity and ambition; the state's (relatively) bountiful supply of wheat and maize; and the glory of God.

Pale pink or lavender, representing love, temperance, and the Prairie Rose, unofficial flower of the now-defunct United State of Iowa.

Orange, drawn from the founders' (questionable, New-Agey) understanding of Buddhist monasticism. Symbolically, it represents joy; brown, which is essentially a darker shade of orange, may be used to represent trees or fertile soil.

Specific symbols

BROKEN WHEELS. An end to cycles both mundane and metaphysical; a testament to the Palatinate's effectiveness in repelling and pacifying road-warriors.

SUNRISE AND SUNSET. Naturally unifies all the aforementioned colors. Seen as the "successor" to Noah's rainbow - a symbol of God's pledge that the strife of the 22nd century was over, and that humanity would endure.

CROWNS, in particular A CROWNED DOVE, representing the unchallenged authority of God and his earthly representatives, i.e., the Heptarchs themselves. (The Dove is one of the few exceptions to the "don't put white next to red" rule.)

Additionally, families, monasteries, and social organizations - regardless of wealth or social standing - will often have their own crests or coats of arms that contain more unique, personal symbolism.

Such crests will almost invariably include a "Fursona" (untranslatable), an animal meant to represent that group's values and virtues; often, a family's name is derived from its crest rather than vice versa. For example, Lavender's family - the Spadeharts - were so rechristened in the 2130s, being gardeners and farmers who sought to embody the cervine virtues of Meekness, Temperance, Kindness, and Discretion.

[misseviehyde]

HEARTLESS - PART 2

Time flies when you're having fun.

It certainly had for Pippa. She could barely believe it had been a year since she had claimed the power of the heart necklace and taken control of the school. Since then her life had been amazing.

Pippa found it hard to remember the pathetic weakling she used to be. Hard and also disgusting. When she looked in a mirror to see her perfect body and massive tits, it felt like she had always been this way, not some pathetic dweeb.

She tried to visualise the dorky features of her past life. She tried to imagine glasses on her face, a flat chest, a nerdy haircut... but she couldn't. It made her want to retch.

So pathetic... such a loser. Pippa was MUCH better now.

Since she had claimed the necklace Pippa had become a name synonymous with bitchiness. She was a baddie who took what she wanted and no one got in her way. She loved being the most evil bitch around.

Her parents and her friends had struggled at first to accept the new her. Luckily the necklace gave her the power to force her will onto others. It had been fun, bending and breaking the wills of others. Making them forget the original her.

She'd brainwashed and corrupted her parents, turning her kind hearted Mom into a ruthless gold digger and her Dad from a quiet accountant nto a ruthless business man.

Now they lived in the biggest house in town. Pippa had a room three times the size of her old room. She had hundreds of clothes, everything she could ever want. It was heavenly. It was what she deserved.

Power and wealth was SO addictive.

She played with her necklace as she often did, a long manicured nail idly stroking the chain as she purred with the sheer joy of just being completely evil.

The sex was the best thing. Pippa had been a virgin before wearing the necklace. She certainly wasn't anymore...

Big hard throbbing cock, tight wet pussy, lingerie, dildos, anal... cum... she loved it all. She was a nasty little slut, just like every hot busty rich girl should be.

Now after a year of fucking, bullying and dominating - it was almost graduation. Almost time to take her evil out further into the world. Unlike that loser Beckie, she wouldn't get drunk and lose the necklace. She would leave this town and live as an all powerful bitch forever. The thought made her wet.

She was so gonna be a bitch... forever.

Pippa's finger tightened on the chain of her necklace, her sharp nail brushed her skin. She moaned pleasurably.

She still remembered how good it had felt to transform that first time. To feel her body change from weak to strong, her mind from pure to evil.

She remembered how glorious her tits had felt, swelling up bigger and bigger in her hands. She remembered the intoxicating feel of power, of growing taller, stronger, more dominant. Best of all had been Kathryn's jealous haunted face.

It had felt amazing to outgrow her friend. To transform into everything Kathryn secretly wanted to be. To become a bitch.

Her pussy dripped as her nipples became harder. She felt so fucking hot right now.

"Fucckkkkkkkkk," moaned Pippa, her eyes rolling up into her head. Her fingers twitched and she clutched the chain, her lips open and her mouth a lustful leer of ecsatsy. She just felt sooooo fucking good.

"Mistress?" suddenly whimpered a pathetic broken voice.

Pippa's cruel mouth automatically twitched into a smirk of amusement. She opened her eyes and gazed down in satisfaction.

She'd always wanted a cat and now she had one.

Kathryn had entered the room. She sat obediently in the corner, dressed only in a pair of stupid cat ears and a pair of thigh boots. Other than that she was naked... well except for the butt plug in her ass with the cat tail attached.

Pippa was pleased with her work on Kathryn. Her former friend was nicely broken, an obedient puppet ready to serve. She'd been resistant to the programming... but a year was a long time and Kathryn was a good girl now. Pippa had enjoyed shaping her.

Cat-maid Kathryn was shared between Pippa and Kathryn's own mother Beckie. Since reminding the older woman of the joys of bitchdom, Pippa had enjoyed watching her become increasingly evil again. Beckie certainly was creative.

Kathryn was now just the way Pippa and Beckie liked her now and there was no going back. She spent her time cleaning and serving the other women. She even seemed to be enjoying it a little.

Pippa groaned wetly and clutched her silver heart. Kathryn was never getting her life back. Never ever...

***

Kathryn gazed up with a mix of fear, obedience and hatred at her Mistress. She hated the feel of the air on her naked body, she felt constantly humiliated and weak this way. Forced to dress as a cat girl, to lick milk from a bowl, to serve Pippa's perverted desires... she was a broken girl these days.

She whimpered and kissed Pippa's high heeled feet knowing the effect it should have. She watched slyly as Pippa tugged at the chain at her neck... a habit that was becoming more pronounced every day.

Pippa seemed to not realise how often she touched the chain around her neck. At first it had been an occasional thing, a little tug here and there. Then it had begun to increase.

Kathryn had noticed Pippa would do it more often when she was aroused or emotional. It was like an unconscious tick

She had set out to try and deliberately put her friend in either state. She knew her only hope was to somehow get Pippa to take off the necklace.

"Mistress, shall I eat you out?" whimpered Kathryn.

"Mmmmmh, why not? I feel horny," groaned Pippa hiking up her short skirt and pulling down her expensive panties. She grabbed Kathryn's head, her sharp sexy nails sliding into the other girls hair and scratching her scalp. Roughly, Pippa pushed Kathryn's face into her crotch.

"That's it you little bitch. You know what to do." One hand still unconsciously clutching the necklace, the other in her former friends hair - Pippa began to moan and groan.

Kathryn meanwhile knew that she had to try and make Pippa cum. She had to eat this pussy better than she ever had before.

She went enthusiastically to work, moaning and licking. Gasping as wet pussy juices flooded her mouth and chin. It didn't hurt that Pippa's pussy did smell and taste amazing. Kathryn hated to admit it, but she was turned on and attracted to Pippa just like everyone else. She felt a thrill of being able to eat such a Goddesses tight pussy out.

"Fuckkkk yessssss, mmmmmh I LOVE IT. Ohhhh fuckkkk I'm going to cum all over your loser face. YESSSSSSSSS!"

Pippa's hand tightened on the chain. She tugged and pulled harder than she ever had before, a toe curling orgasm blasting through her body as she began to squirt in Kathryn's face.

"Fucckkkkkkkkkkkk!"

*PING*

The sound of the necklace snapping was shockingly loud, even over the sound of Pippa's orgasm.

Kathryn leapt up with snarl her hands extended. The necklace tumbled down between them, the chain flailing. Pippa's eyes were a mask of shocked horror.

Both girls grabbed at the heart. Each now held a length of the chain, the silver heart dangling between them.

"Get off you fucking loser, it's mine!" screamed Pippa lashing out with a high heeled foot. Kathryn dodged to the side and pulled with all her might, but Pippa's grip was iron strong.

But something was already happening. Pippa was shrinking. Her sexy halter top hung baggy on her frame and her massive tits seemed smaller. Brown streaks had appeared in her hair and her beautiful face looked a bit less mean and cruel. Her power was bleeding away.

Desperation gave Pippa strength and focus. She barrelled into Kathryn and they crashed around the room, knocking over chairs. Pippa swung wildly with her free arm, forcing Kathryn to protect her face.

"You fucking loser," laughed Pippa her eyes wild with glee. "You're too weak to take it from me."

With a snarl of pleasure she kicked Kathryn hard in the stomach causing the other girl to lose her grip on the necklace and stagger back.

Grinning triumphantly Pippa held the loose ends of the heart necklace together. They fused instantly and turning to the mirror she lifted the necklace over her head and back to its rightful place.

Kathryn crashed into her back sending Pippa tumbling forward against the wall. Strong hands grabbed the necklace, but rather than trying to remove it, they pulled back. Pippa gagged and choked, gasping for breath.

Her tit's were swelling up again and her strength returning. In moments she would be powerful enough to hurl this insect from her back.

But before her transformation back into a Goddess could be fully completed, her vision began to blur.

Yanking desperately at the chain of the necklace Kathryn heard Pippa make a choking noise, then she collapsed limp to the floor.

Kathryn let go immediately, horrified by what she'd done. Leaning down she listened by Pippa's mouth and to her relief heard slow and steady breathing. Pippa was just unconscious.

Reaching down Kathryn easily lifted the necklace from Pippa. It came off shockingly fast, almost as if it were eager to be removed.

Pippa's unconscious body began to change. She reverted back to her old self... with a dorky hair cut and brown hair. A kind gentle face instead of a bitchy one.

Kathryn sobbed to see her old friend again. She had been freed of the necklaces evil.

And now it's your turn.

Kathryn looked down at the necklace in her hand. She remembered the voice, that evil voice in her mind. How many times had she lay weeping wishing she'd listened to it?

That's it. You've suffered, but that just made you stronger. Now it's your turn to wear me. Pippa has shown you how good being an evil bitch really is. It's your turn to experience the power.

Kathryn shivered. She reached behind her and wincing pulled out the silver butt plug that Pippa had made her wear.

Taking off the cat ears, she paced the room arguing with herself. She had originally intended to bury this evil necklace before Pippa stole it - now it was tempting her again.

On the floor Pippa groaned, stirring...

Pippa will find a way to take it back. Or if she doesn't Beckie will. Put me on and feel the power for yourself.

Kathryn lifted the necklace. It would look so fucking pretty round her neck. It would feel so good to be a bitch.

That's it Kathryn... you're almost there... and this time no one is going to stop me corrupting you.

Kathryn lowered the necklace. She fully expected her hands to stop, or someone to walk into the room and stop her like before... but almost to her surprise the necklace was suddenly around her neck and nestled on her chest.

"Ohhhh fuckkkkkk," she groaned as her skin shifted and her body thrummed. So THIS was how it felt to become a Goddess.

Long sexy nails shot out of Kathryn's fingers and her skin tanned and smoothed. Her hair took on volume and length, becoming blonde as her flat chest swelled out and two bitchy boobs pushed out.

Yessss that's it. Let yourself become the vessel of evil. Filled with toxic femininity. All you care about is yourself. Give into your worst impulses.

Kathryn groaned and giggled in ecstasy... "Yessss I want it. Fucking give it to me. Fill me with your evil! Make me a BITCH!"

She screamed as her ass inflated and she grew taller and slimmer. Her once plain features became hot spoiled and bitchy. She laughed as she stretched her beautiful new body.

That's it. Beautiful outside, evil inside. You are a cold, heartless bitch. You live to be mean.

On the floor Pippa weakly opened her eyes and slowly sat up. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw the transforming bitch in the centre of the room and realised what was happening.

"Oh nooooo."

"Ohhh YESSSSS!" hissed Kathryn as she ran her hands over her delicious new body. Her clothing transformed becoming a stunning pink dress as thick makeup coated her features and she became a mean spoiled Diva.

In moments the power transfer was completed. Pippa was now totally normal again whereas Kathryn was gone and only Kat remained.

"You dumb fucking bitch," laughed Kat as she reached down and picked up the silver butt plug from where she had dropped it. "You thought you had broken me, but you just made me easier for the necklace to corrupt. There isn't one molecule of pity or mercy inside me now. I AM the ultimate bitch."

"Wh... what are you going to do?" whimpered Pippa in fear.

"All the things you did and worse," purred Kat.

She advanced on Pippa and grinned as she spat on the butt plug.

"But first we need to get you into your new uniform... cat maid. Bend over for Mistress."

Pippa moaned as she spread her butt cheeks wide and felt the plug slide deep inside. She knew better than to try and resist.

She would serve. It was pointless to fight.

For now...

THE END

[queenlua]

okay, not to be Game Mechanics Dweeb On Main,

but i still think sometimes about how viscerally spooky (yet non-graphic and non-horrifying!) the torture mechanic is in this one "witch hunt" themed LARP that i've never had a chance to play:

To torture the witch, the Accuser takes a stick from the bundle on the floor and breaks it. This represents the Witch undergoing torture. Do not describe the details of the torture in any way. The Witch must not scream, groan, or describe his reaction in any way. The Accuser must look directly at the Witch while breaking the stick. After the stick is broken, the Witch must answer in the affirmative to the next question that they are asked. In their answer, the Witch must Inquisitor exactly what he thinks the Inquisitor wants to hear. The Witch should be florid and profuse with their explanation, and should go into vivid detail. In the first two rounds, only three sticks may be broken per round. In the final round, there is no limit to the number of sticks that may be broken. If all five are broken, the Witch dies, and the game ends.

[superiorsturgeon]

Focus

Pyrrha: *preparing for a big 1v1 match*

Pyrrha’s opponent: *glaring and flexing* 😠

????: Go get ‘im, babe! We believe in you!

Pyrrha/Opponent: *look up in the stands*

Jaune: *waving an “Invincible Girl” flag in one hand while holding up Arkos baby with his other arm* 😘

Arkos kid: *waving at his mother* 👋😀

Pyrrha: Oh, look! My husband and son came to watch! 😊

Opponent: That dweeb is your husband? Pathetic. The kid’s not too cute, either.

Pyrrha:

Pyrrha: …this mustn’t register on an emotional level.

Pyrrha: First, distract target. Then, block his blind jab.

Pyrrha: Counter with cross to left cheek. Discombobulate.

Pyrrha: Dazed, he’ll attempt a wild haymaker. Elbow block, and body shot.

Pyrrha: Block feral left. Weaken right jaw, now fracture.

Pyrrha: Break cracked ribs. Traumatize solar plexus.

Pyrrha: Dislocate jaw entirely. Heel kick to diaphragm.

Pyrrha: In summary, ears ringing, jaw fractured, three ribs cracked, four broken, diaphragm hemorrhaging. Physical recovery: six weeks. Full psychological recovery: six months.

Pyrrha: Capacity to be rude to my wonderful husband and baby: neutralized!

Pyrrha: *zones back in and turns to her opponent*

Opponent: Hey, you in there Invincible Girl? It’s time to get ready for-*interrupted by savage beating*

[ladyloveandjustice]

So the reason I was rewatching ATLA in the thros of my sickness was because I watched Big Joel's breakdown of the live action series and areas where it failed and didn't make sense and it made me want to rewatch the cartoon again.

I went ahead and watched the Big Joel video because I figured I wasn't going to watch the rest of the live action series at this point--(it's fun to yell at it with friends but also it's probably better to take those opportunities to watch something we actually like. 3 episodes is enough of a chance, and the only scene I liked out of that was the stupid little fight where Aang threw plates at Zuko)....and man, now I'm definitely not going to watch the series.

There really did just drain away Katara's entire personality and her agency. I honestly don't understand why adaptations are so afraid of letting her be the angry, stubborn, opinionated person she is in the show. I mean I know why, sexism. It's like writers cannot fathom a girl being nurturing and kind while also having a hot temper and being passionate and outspoken. She's not a hard character to get! But they cannot hold those two concepts in their brain at the same time! It's really sad!

But there are two points that really get me

--they...they seriously have Aang agree with Paaku's sexism towards Katara. When she tells him about it he's like "well maybe you shouldn't fight" It's apparently there for in plot reasons like blabla the spirit just told him the avatar should work alone and he's scared his friends will get hurt but I don't care. no. I don't want to see Aang being a tool like that. I don''t think in the original series there's actually any situation where he'd diminish her ability to fight or side with the systemic oppression of women, and there definitely isn't any situation where Katara would silently take it lying down. She'd have kicked Aangs ass (verbally) (perhaps accidentally physically considering what her waterbending does when she's angry) and honestly, I think her trust towards him would have broken so badly it would have been really hard to repair. But that didn't happen, because like Joel said, Aang isn't a dweeb and he respects Katara, and Katara is his equal who wouldn't take that shit.

--They have Iroh excuse his actions at Ba Sing Se (to a guy who's brother was murdered in the battle) with "it was war, we were soldiers". This is played straight, like Iroh is in the right, not as a character flaw to be explored- we're supposed to think Iroh is right to say that. Like he wasn't the GENERAL of the army trying to invade and colonize a city? It wasn't war, it was violent imperialism and people defending their home. How the hell do you misunderstand that. The original show never had Iroh make excuses. The original show wasn't afraid to demonstrate Iroh was a pretty monstrous person when he was leading the invasion- his casual joke about burning Ba Sing Se to the ground in that flashback is so jarring coming from Iroh, supposed to make us see how even he was unbelievably cruel at one point, even he was part of the system of imperialism, but it took his son's death for him to change. And he did change, he started questioning and working against the system he once upheld, and dedicate himself to taking care of Zuko.

But he was a war criminal, and he knows that! I think that's in part why he wanted Zuko to take the throne, he knows someone who did what he did shouldn't be in charge. I think the Iroh we know in the show would have understood if someone who's family member died in that battle was angry at him for starting it. I think he's equally angry at himself, holds himself responsible for his son's death in a battle he commanded and could have refused to fight, and that his son's death is what made him realize what he was inflicting on others.

It's such a stupid decision and shows the writer doesn't have a single thought in their head about imperialism or Iroh's character, that they don't even understand it. incredible.

So yeah, those things alone are enough to not make me want to watch this show. The thing with Iroh shows a disdain for the core themes of the show, and Katara and Aang being stripped of what made them good characters, but even just active characters....nah not for me. I will continue watching reaction videos and breakdowns though, love that stuff.

[smokescreenimusprime]

For your ask game:

I can take the suffering from you

(yes i am an EPIC the musical dweeb, what of it)

Smokescreen remembered what Alpha Trion had told him about each and every one of the relics held in the Archive's vaults

The Forge of Solus Prime, he had introduced, the gleaming gold of the hammer shining bright even in the low lighting of the room. Wielded by Solus herself, in the hands of a Prime it can turn raw material into anything the user desires, even if they themselves do not know how to make it

He'd always looked strangely somber when talking about the Forge in particular. With relics like the Phaser Shifter he would always look amused, or the Star Saber pensive.

Now, it was as though that somber expression and words were haunting him as his past expectations were flipped.

How many times had he spent wondering what he would make with the Forge if he could? How many times had he found old scraps of broken metal and wondered what they could become? Of examining empty energon cubes, or broken data pads, or unused shelves

How many times had he lamented the lack of a Prime's hand

Now...

Now he had the Prime's hand no problem. Even with Optimus's eyes dim and his plating fading to gray, the Forge still worked, still lit up with unknown mechanisms spinning and sparking and itching to create

But now he had no materials.

It would take time to go up and drag down the scrap metal from the base, time that Optimus did not have any of

The only metal here was…

Was Smokescreen himself

He meant it when he said he would do anything for Team Prime. He was a guard, it was his job to protect and safe keep even at the cost of himself. He might not be expendable per say, but he was rarely the priority

You didn’t get much more priority than the life of Optimus Prime

But now that it was here and looking him dead on……

It was scarier than he thought it would be

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the Forge of Solus Prime needs raw materials to work. There isn't any time to scavenge, so Smokescreen does the only thing he can

[still-a-morosexual-help]

unnamed gender neutral MC x Mammon Fic:

The Vacancy

What they have always wanted was a place to belong. A place for themselves, full of love and purpose and family. Where people were happy to greet them each morning. Where their existence mattered. Isn't that what everyone wanted? Wouldn't you do anything, everything , to find that place?

Tags: •Alternate Universe •Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting •Horror •Psychological Horror •Body Horror •Fluff •Twisted & Fluffy Feelings •Mild Gore •Unhealthy Relationships •Happy Ending •Cults •Human Sacrifice

Rating: M

Let me know your thoughts! Comments kept me fed and reblogs are the only thing keeping tumblr alive

(This was originally a 11k one shot written and posted on Sept 10 2023. But I have since then added 1k more words to the original one shot, broken it down into 7 chapters and then expanded on this fic with many more completely new chapters

So if the first 7 chapters seem familiar it's because they were posted previously, just with slightly less content. A new chapter will be posted every Saturday/Sunday)

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[whimsicalgoose]

ok ok I would like to bust down the sniperscout autism4autism bc its consuming me

sniper's autism: can only talk so much till he's genuinely exhausted (which isn't a lot). he doesn't find reason in emoting a lot unless the situation calls for it. for this reason, people don't really hang out with him except out of pity because he seems "lonely". in other words, ppl have always thought he's sorta boring. sniper got tired of humoring ppl who talked to him to make THEMSELVES feel better, so he just sorta. keeps to himself. its easier that way, and he enjoys it.

scout's autism: he has to talk and talk and talk and talk and be soooo funny so people will actually like him. unfortunately, this just drives people away and makes them think he doesn't know how to shut up. scout used to easily forget what he's said in conversation because he was too focused on keeping the other person's attention, but he's gotten better. after so long of basically getting his spirit broken throughout his childhood, he found it was easier to be loud/dickish on purpose. partially out of spite, partially because he was tired of seeing himself as the dweeb that couldn't make any friends.

even just platonically, they work out perfectly together. scout can talk about whatever the fuck he wants and sniper can just listen. and scout knows sniper doesn't think he's unbearable and that he's actually listening. and sniper knows scout isnt just doing it because he thinks sniper is all alone, its because he likes his company!!! and scout thinks sniper is literally the greatest person on earth for not shutting him out and even inviting him to just sit with him. and sniper thinks scout is the most understanding guy he's come across, ever, for not demanding too much of him.

(sniper feels bad that scout was ever treated like he was stupid just because he was forgetful and talked a lot. scout feels bad that sniper had to protect his peace so hard that he had to separate himself from his peers (scout wouldn't know what to do if he was alone))

anywho yeah I'm normal i love them an average amount. even if by some chance im not any sort of neurodivergent, i undoubtedly came across as an autistic kid when I was very young, considering how I was treated. i projected very hard on scout. i hope I didn't step on any other autistic ppls toes with this!

[toxinoire]

(Because I miss these two dweebs)

(Inspired by and MLB skit)

Kara: So...you're me.

Pirate!Kara: Yep.

Kara: And you're also me.

Dead!Kara: Yes.

Lena: This is so weird...it's like looking at a broken mirror.

Teacher!Lena: Fuck you.

Lawyer!Lena: Eh, well it can't get any worse...I hope.

Lena: Uhm...Kara what the hell is that?

Kara: Huh? Oh fuck...

Red Kryptonite!Kara: I literally want to kill all of you.

Red Kryptonite!Kara: ...Except Lena. She's fine.

All Lenas: What-?

Kara: And who are you?

Villain!Lena: A better version of that. *points at Lena*

Lena: Okay wow-

Red Kryptonite!Kara:

*careless whisper*

Pirate!Lena: Where's the music coming from?

Villain!Lena: ...Why is she looking at me like that?

Red Kryptonite!Kara: So you come here often~

Villain!Lena: ...

Villain!Lena: I have a Supergirl in my universe.

Red Kryptonite!Kara: Really? Cause I don't see her.

Villain!Lena: She's- *looks around* currently not here...

Red Kryptonite!Kara: So what I'm hearing is...single.

Red Kryptonite!Kara: We can totally rule the world together-

Villain!Lena: I'll turn to the good side if she leaves me alone-

Red Kryptonite!Kara: Wait no-

Villain!Kara: She doesn't need to. Get the hell away from her you drug infested bitch-

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

batman comics update!

finally got to #489, and azrael is here!!!!

JEAN-PAUL!!!!!!!!! I love that dweeb.

also batman is insanely utterly mentally ill and tired, Tim please make him have a Panadol rapid and a nap.

some highlights of his unhinged behaviour:

not reset his broken nose for 3-4 days straight and bleed everywhere

collapse on the stairs from utter exhaustion

not sleep properly for 4-5 days straight and run off of 4 hours of sleep

almost die

contemplate sleeping forever aka suicidal thoughts

and get his head bashed in by metal head, (no one cares about metal head don't worry!)