#but 50% of that is cause hes surrounded by idiots

[cultofthepigeon]

yes yes bigby is very wet and sad now, but he sounds like he was a bit of a pompous prick before he became a puppy boy

[chocsra]

"Gentleman, you say?"

15! Chuuya x reader

Reader is implied to be fem!, could still be gn!

Warnings: swearing, alcohol

Contents: your mafioso roomate being annoying, fifteen era, mafia! reader, pre-relationship, idiots in love, teen romance, fluff, ooc? chuuya (idk)

Sorry for grammar! Not proofread!

Working in the Port Mafia wasn't so hard.

You were granted a new family, money and status. There were a select few members who were noteably young, as young as teenagers. This was mainly because of the gifted, limiting manpower into making criminal organizations choose children as their subordinates.

You didn't really mind it--being a kid in the mafia. It had it's ups and downs, yes, you did murder; but what would you have been really doing if you tried to live as a civilian as a gifted?

One thing you didn't like though--even hated, was the Port Mafia dormitory.

Constant parties, the overwhelming scent of alcohol and cigarettes in hallways, and don't start on the drama. Your only source of peace was the empty unit next to yours--at least that gave some sort of silence in the dreadful nights of Yokohama. Cramped in the tight apartment that secretly held mafioso teenagers, ones which the other residents thought of as school delinquents.

Until that asshole took it; the short ginger boy with a permanent scowl on his face, the boy who had the best style you had ever seen. And you hated it. Ever since you were fifteen, he and his smelly bandaged friend would storm into his apartment; have the loudest arguments--no, fights in the middle of the night.

Before, if you couldn't sleep, a nice cup of hot milk and basking in the night's breeze would do the trick. Now, there was a 50/50 chance he was there smoking on the balcony next to you, alone or with that annoying mummy boy.

It's been a few months since then, and you were sure that he hasn't even recognized you once as his neighbour; and it pissed you off, considering the amount of sleepless nights he caused you. It was safe to say you had one-sided-beef with the boy who used screaming as his fight or flight response.

And because finding someone absolutely insufferable meant asking numerous people about them, you asked a few of your subordinates who were into drama about said boy, eager to learn more information about him. Because he pissed you off, is why.

"Oh, you mean Chuuya? He like, used to be the King of the Sheep before he joined the mafia, I'm pretty sure." Your friend chided, you and a few other girls were standing in front the doorframe of Kouyou's office, all surrounded in a circle. "Really? That's wild." You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest. "Yeah, and the guy who recruited him is that emo guy; he's supposed to be Bosses successor, right?" She asks, twirling a strand of her hair. "His name is Dazai, and yeah. They're called 'Double Black' or something." Your other friend joined in.

Just as you were talking, a tall woman with ginger hair and pale skin stepped out of her office; her elegent hands clasped together under her pink kimono.

"What are you girls talking about?" The woman questioned, her hair tightly held up by long gold pins. "[Y/N] was just asking about Chuuya, sis." Your friend replied, you scoffed in response. "I was just asking because he's an annoying neighbour!" The other girls laughed. "Oh, Chuuya, I was recently requested to take him under my wing." Kouyou responded, revealing more information. "Actually? What do you think of him?" One of the quieter girls asked enthusiastically, the woman only chuckled in response.

"He's quite the gentleman, I'll say."

Kouyou's words only echoed in your ears as you lay in bed, a pillow ontop of your chest. "Gentleman.." You repeat, staring mindlessly at the ceiling. "Gentleman my ass!" You kick the wall next to your bed to no avail, tightly wrapping your arms around the pillow. "If he was, he would've seen how tired my eyes are from not sleeping.. and finally shut the fuck up.." You mutter with heavy eyelids. It was around 2 am. And it was one of those quiet nights, thankfully; but you still had trouble falling asleep.

As you were about to finally drift off to sleep, cradling your pillow in your arms; a loud strum of a guitar sprung you awake. It sounded like a electric guitar, and the person playing it had a shit ton of energy. A sultry voice sang melodically as loud waves of music crashed from his guitar. You had an idea of who it was.

Storming out of your cramped apartment, only in a thin t-shirt along with loose shorts, you scrammed over to Chuuya's apartment door angerly. "I swear to God.." You curse under your breath, the damn guitar still audible. Closing your fist, you firmly knock on the boy's door.

Knock, knock

The fast-paced strum of a rock song quickly stopped, light footsteps could be heard behind the steel shaft, before he finally unlocks it.

"Yeah?" The boy cracks the door open, he had his short ginger hair down; and he wasn't wearing the black fedora and choker like he usually did. A red and white electric base guitar slung lightly over his shoulder and stomach, the cord connected to the bottom, leading to what you assumed was his bedroom. Chuuya was wearing loose black sweatpants along with an oversized white t-shirt. Even though the boy was small and lean, you couldn't help but notice the exposed muscles on his forearms. 'Shit.' You cursed at yourself, before meeting his stormy blue eyes once more.

"You're so damn loud all the time, can't you play that at another time of day?" You huffed, crossing your arms. "There are people trying to sleep." It wasn't the safest option to yell at a criminal who had possible connections you had no idea of, but you were also a criminal, and would definitely kick his ass if he tried anything, right?

Chuuya looked at you with a slight frown, but you were right in the end, so he sighed and ran his lithe fingers through his ginger locks. "My bad." He mutters, feeling a bit embarrassed. "That's all you can say?" You murmur, you felt a little bad, but he was the waking cause of your terrible eyebags. "You could be a little more quiet next time." You add on, looking off to the side.

"Yeah, I know. My fault." The redhead said, apologizing begrudgingly. You only sighed and assured it's okay now before you soon left. Knowingly storming off into your apartment as the boy watched you with guilt yet irritation on his face.

Although the next morning, you rubbed your eyes and opened the door to take out the trash. Only noticing a small box infront of your doorstep with a yellow sticky note on it, you crouched down to properly read it.

'Sorry we had to meet that way, neigbour. Take this as a peace offering.

- Chuuya N.'

As you opened the box curiously, it was homemade packaged bento, along with a small corgi made out of rice on the side. The stupidity of it made you laugh a little. Even though his handwriting made you question if he knew how to write at all before this; a smile still crept on your face as you took the box and note inside.

"Quite the gentleman, huh?"

[11rosebunny]

When you first meet them (SHISHITOREN)

Tomiyama Choji

Togame had to hold him back from making you feel even more uncomfortable by his spontaneous, pocket of joy, personality.

You had bumped into the short beige-haired man-child in the section of the cold refrigerated isle of drinks, without thinking of your surroundings you had picked up the last milk tea bottled drink and didn't notice the sounds of hurried footsteps rushing to where you stood.

Your head turned to the side to be face to face with a small boy around your age blinking at you weirdly. And he wasn't the one that thought his staring was weird, it was you who thought that. Awkwardly, you began walking away but he continued to stare at you, regardless if you kept trying to avoid his eye contact.

Shortly after, a tall black-haired man walked past you as if he was in a hurry, he wore the same uniform as the shorter guy.

"There you are, jeez. Quit running off like that you're gonna make me have back problems..." A strong deep voice lingered past your ears as you walked away further, then suddenly, a loud boast of a higher but boyish voice belted out.

"Look, you made me lose the last drink of the milk tea!" Your nose twitched naturally, and eventually, your pace came to halt causing the two boys to peak their heads up at you. From there, you saw that the shorter one of the two had been pointing at your figure but was slapped away the second you turned your back to them by the much taller male out of respect.

Shyly, you spoke up, "Do you want the drink then?" You asked, you didn't mind giving it away, there were other drinks you could choose from.

Moments after, the unknown boy around your height jogged up to you as you held out the drink for him which he gladly took, "Thanks a lot kind lady!" His mouth turned into a smile which shifted his entire face. You could tell it was his most prominent feature.

"It's alright," You said softly brushing it off. He then hummed causing you to grow confused. The black-haired man began walking up to the two of you as the boy in front of you continued speaking.

"...Since you gave me this, I'll buy you a drink so it's 50/50!" Taken a back, your eyes widened slightly as an unsure flat smile appeared on your face, even though the atmosphere around you was more than calm, it was starting to rise with his expressive personality.

"I- okay," But before you knew it, the pressure of your right arm grew shallow when you had realized he now began dragging you all over the store making black-haired boy panic for your safety.

Once you finally choose a random drink the two strange boys encouraged you to take so he could pay, the three of you left the convince store.

"Thank you for the drink," You smiled softly looking at the beige-haired male who had already eagerly untwisted the milk tea bottle drink while the taller male drank his ramune drink.

"No problem, would you like to join me and Togame now?"

"Eurghk—?!" Your voice choked being surprised at how open and extroverted, not even having any shame when asking you out for the first time. From the sides, the two of you heard a snorting sound causing your heads to now place your attention on the tall male.

"That's not very polite y'know," He started off as he took another sip from his drink, "Asking out a girl without even getting to know her name? You should know better than that, Choji," He teased.

The beige-haired boy blinked, "Ohh, you're right!" His head turned towards you, "My name is Tomiyama Choji, and you are?"

The two boys noticed how you paused, assuming you were either in shock or still processing what was going on. After a few seconds, you finally replied.

"My name is [Full Name]."

Jo Togame

"I'm so sorry, please forgive my three idiot friends," The man before you had multiple veins all over his head with a strained smile while holding each of them by the backs of their clothing, making them raise in the air like two cats that had just been separated from fighting each other.

Earlier, you went to go out to buy an exclusive ingredient that was found in the Shishitoren area. The place was notorious for being a place of delinquents that trash and vandalize everything. Your journey there was making you almost regret going out of Kotoha as a favour to get the poor girl some groceries.

Stepping in there, you felt like a cat in a lions den, multiple stores were graffitied, as well as many of the townsfolk had hardcore personas.

As you were walking down the street clutching on your side back to quickly pull out your keys if anyone came to threaten you, what you weren't expecting was a group of three guys jumping out of no where scaring the living shit out of your soul, you let out a blood curdling scream as you fell to the floor shakily.

"O-oh, crap! Was our approach maybe to intense?" A boy with one side of his head shaved while his wavy hair fell to the side suddenly spoke out, looking back at his friend who was urgently biting his nails. His hair was set in a man bun. From the side of them stood another boy about the same age with beige-hair.

"I-I don't know...." The nervous guy said.

"Pfshh, everything is fine! We're Shishitoren now, we now help those who are in need just like Bofurin!" You heart began to pound, if these boys said they were trying to help you, why in the world did you feel like you were just getting jumped.

Without even getting to protest, the shortest out of the three lifted you up as you stared back at him flabbergasted on what just happened to you, "We are students from Shishitoren and we will protect you!"

You stood still on spot, trying to even process what was happening, you came to understand why Kotoha willingly sent you off to their territory with no remorse. Was this what she meant by saying their base was no longer a threat towards anyone?

You looked at each of them one by one, one of them stared at you trying his best to seem less scary, the one beside him was biting his nails obviously scared of who knows what, and finally, the one that had helped you up was staring back at you as if he was a puppy trying to get you to play fetch with him. Your brain was going to explode in any second now.

Suddenly, loud footsteps of wooden sandals hitting the floor marched their way over to the scene, and before you knew it, the wavy-haired man and the nervous boy were received a punch on their heads before he roughly picked up the two by the back of their shirts making the one in the middle widen his eyes. Even though he didn't look back, it seemed like he could already tell who approached them.

Your eyes lingered behind the boy before you and then you had made eye contact with an extremely tall male, with short black-hair, and downturns eyes with a faux sympathy atmosphere surrounding him.

"I'm so sorry, please forgive my three idiot friends."

Afterwards, you witnessed the man scolding the three of them in the middle of the street.

"Just because we changed our ways doesn't mean everyone will automatically view us differently!" He yelled in the street without much care.

Once he was done scolding and even threading them all, the shortest of the two lead them in defeat to go back to their turf. The boy then sighed with his back facing you until he realized you were watching the whole thing.

From there, he was now face to face with you. His hair was cut into a low taper, his eyes were downturn, as for his outfit resembled a bit of a more up to date monk outfit based on his traditional wooden sandals and airy baggy pants.

"Ah, I apologize again if any of us had startled you, we were currently patrolling the town to help people, turns out the first day was a total blow..."

You laughed at his sarcasm, "...It's okay, I was just a bit confused, I didn't know Shishitoren had changed," This time he laughed.

"Well, it's been a long time since, now May I ask what a person from Bofurin is doing here?"

"Ah, just passing by to get some groceries in a near by shop," He then hummed, before checking his watch and then where the sun set before looking back at you.

"I suppose I could guide you for the time being," He smiled while turning his body sideways, indicating you to walk beside him.

[baudelairebizarre]

why the "A Series Of Unfortunate Events" movie didn't work

If you are a fan of the movie pease don’t take offence. In fact, I have a selection of compliments for it. on the other hand, if you don't like the movie, I hope you understand my few praises. in the end, I hope that fans or haters will take my points as they are, opinions.

spoilers ahead

Cast

Some of the biggest highlights is Meryl Streep and Billy Connolly. Connolly’s Monty was warm, filling me with hope for the short amount of time we saw him. Streep does amazing as usual, delivering each line with the perfect amount of fear and justification, even sounding as if she often gave kids too villains on the daily.

Jude law is fine, narrating the movie in the role of Lemony Snicket, just as he does in the books, he often appears to add suspense with his jammed typewriter. Never seeing his face, the mysterious atmosphere of unsolved questions is added to by a foggy figure. Mr. Poe, played by Timothy Spell, does a fine job. Only appearing at the beginning and end of each time they spend with their guardian, he does the best he can with the time he’s given.

As for the children, Emily browning is by far the best. However, Sunny steals the show. Her quick quips and funny jokes can bring a small light to the miserable tale. Klaus is good, no complaints or major compliments.

One of my major issues with the movie is Jim Carrey’s performance. Yes, count Olaf is extravagant, Carey takes it to a whole other level. The flamboyant performance adds a comical Layer to the character which isn’t needed. He makes an idiot out of a rather smart individual, not many people could get away with such a plot, and Carreys Olaf definitely couldn’t. In no way is he believable and would not be able to get away with such plot.

Olaf as a character is funny, his silly costumes, the accents, the ideas, even the people he surrounds himself with. He is meant to be played by someone who is enjoying themselves. For me, Jim Carey is not having fun, he just wants to seem like he is.

Costumes/sets

One thing about this movie I can praise is the sets. Each distinctive location is given a distinctive colour palette, letting certain colours pop against the overall gloom of the story. The buildings are all marvellously done, the warm yellow hues surrounding montgomerys home and outfits contrasts the cold tones of Josephines house. Count Olafs house is dark, dirty and I believe they could’ve gone further with it. It looks messy, but clean and organised messy. As if he meticulously placed each item to look chaotic.

The 40s/50s Americana sketches from the book are turned upside down for this gothic, victorian aesthetic they decided on. Not that I’m against this change, I just find it interesting. As the books never specified when they are set, they are up for interpretation. The dark glow of the costumes add to a miserable feeling of dread. One costume change I did not like was them not giving Klaus glasses. His whole schtick was the fact that he read so much he needed glasses. Not to mention that the fourth book revolves around him wearing glasses, further proving that they never intended to adapt any more of the story. Also violets hair was a whole choice.

Why it was never going to work

Shoving three movies into one would never give the satisfaction that the books or show does. Around half an hour per guardian, the bond is never formed deep enough to make the falling apart have such impact. Moving the wedding to the end caused a dragging pace with having to add a whole other scene where they almost get hit by a train. Making Olaf get punished pushes even further that a sequel was never in consideration, also showing absolute cluelessness to what makes the books so good. The fact that he never gets punished adds to it individuality and its charm. The movie makers clearly didn’t understand it and that’s what makes it so disappointing.

[hunterbunter3000]

Hi! I love your page so much! From the dog/ handsome man ask, who would be the home wreckers and who would suffer in the friend zone?

Gaz and König would be the kings of the friend zoned boys while Ghost and Kruger would definitely manipulate, manslaughter, and manwhore their way in Sweetheart’s relationship. Where would the other boys be?

Hello! I'm so happy that you like my page!! I appreciate it 🙏 🫂❤️❤️

WHEW NOW YOU WENT IN BABES

(What we're referring to!)

You are very right, Gaz and König would be the absolute BALLERZ of the friend zone (or the brother zone, cause she sees them like "b r o t h e r s") and then Ghost and Krueger, like the SLUTS THEY ARE, would still be trying ONE HUNNID PERCENT

So let's use this as a pyramid system! The highest is 100% brother zone, and then going down further, you get to the Slut Homewreckers. It goes as such:

The Brother Zone

König

Gaz

Rodolfo

Alex

Roach

Horangi (The Whore Medium)

Alejandro

Price

Soap

Graves

Ghost

Krueger

The Slut Homewreckers

This was so sad to write out 😢

S I K E

Lemme start with Krueger, because he's always my favorite when it comes to Sweetheart.

Short answer: Krueger don't give a flying fuck shit.

Long answer: Krueger has been heavily obsessed with Sweetheart ever since he met her. You think that'll just E N D cause she got a boyfriend? Bitch please, that just makes him want her more. That little boyfriend is just keeping her company for now. Sweetheart belongs to Krueger, she just doesn't know it yet.

Now Ghost, he honestly can't help it. If he has his eyes set on something, he's either gonna make it his or complete it with so much determination it's scary. And that's EXACTLY what he's gonna do with Sweetheart. He didn't think he would fall in love with anyone, so she has a very special place in his heart. He's a bit heartbroken that she has a boyfriend. But as I said with Krueger, that's not gonna stop him. He's absolutely addicted to her, and his addiction can't just be leveled by being friends.

Graves... Jesus. With how much Sweetheart hates him, he's still SO PUSHY. He also can't let her go just like that. He likes their banter too much. So much so, that he sees his future with her still doing this, just with her in his arms surrounded by a white picket fence. Now everytime they fight, his brain reminds him that she has a boyfriend. Fuck, well not for long. He's gonna be the most annoying, pushy asshole she has ever seen. And he's not gonna give up.

Soap-- he was honestly gonna be in the brother Zone, but I had to think... cause I have in another ask (that I haven't posted yet, lemme alone) saying that Sweetheart and Soap are best friends first and lovers last. But g o d that's so hard now because he's fallen in love with her. They're extremely close, and for Sweetheart to not tell him that she has a partner really messes with him. He can't shake the feeling of wanting her for himself. (I can also see him being so desperate and begging. I have a problem with Soap being desperate and begging, its like my whole personality)

Price DEFINITELY wasn't gonna be bro zoned. Like come on- he's so determined in everything he does. But he will feel guilt everytime he tries to woo her. The black tendrils coiling around his being, the right from wrong really be setting in his soul and he hates it. But his desires and his heart keep pushing him to do the "wroight" thing. (Get it? It's right and wrong mixed together HAHA sorry)

Alejandro wouldn't.... but also really would. He feels a connection to Sweetheart. Platonically and romantically. But the romantic weights out the Platonic, and long story short; he wants her. He doesn't want to give up, but he also wants to respect her decision. She seems happy with this man, but wouldn't she be happier with him?

Okay so Horangi is in the middle because he would be 50/50. He would respect her choice to have a boyfriend. I mean yEAH YOU SHOULD-- IDIOT. He would tell himself that it needs to be Platonic only. He would say that when he's near her, when he's staring at her, when he's about to sleep, about to eat, about to-- you get where I'm going. But what if he would keep trying? He's a dogshit gambler though, so it may not turn out right.

Roach would be too scared to be a Homewrecker. He doesn't want to lose her completely, so he will just be Sweetheart's friend. I don't think he could take it for long though, since everyone has a breaking point. Seeing her smile with her man makes him smile, but his heart is bleeding.

Alex would be a bit disgruntled, but he would get over it. She's still in his life but just as friends. He would love to kiss her though. And to wake up next to her in the mornings and make breakfast together-- BUT YA KNOW IT'S FINE, HE'S FINE

Rodolfo hurts me, man. I feel like he would be so sensitive to love. Especially when it comes to loving Sweetheart. He would just look like a sad puppy everytime he's around her cause he knows he'll never get her like he wants to. #LOVEFORRUDY2023

Gaz will be on the cusp of crying 24/7 and being jealous everytime he sees her. And her 🤢man🤢 he will be supportive though, in whatever Sweetheart does he will always be supportive. And a friend. Only a friend to Sweetheart because that's what she wants and he'll respect it. I mean shiii he has to, he doesn't want to ruin anything this good, even if it is platonic.

König, my boy. The König of the friendzone (I LIKE TO THINK IM FUNNY) alot of people think that he's "UwU Boi babygirl nervous wreck little meow meow" (which I do agree on sometimes but also-) he grew up with alot of anger, and punching the shit outta people in school and getting into fights. He would never, EVER put his hands on Sweetheart, but he will mess up his room. And she didn't tell him? He gonna shut off for quite some time. And cry. Cry a l o t. He would have to re-wire his brain to tell himself that she's taken. She's gone.

[underworld-park-offical]

KENNY: Aww shit.

TOLKIEN: What?

KENNY: I fucked up this water sort puzzle level.

TOLKIEN: I don’t…

TOLKIEN: I DON’T HAVE WATER SORT PUZZLE???

KENNY: Well.

KENNY: You do now.

TOLKIEN: Kenneth.

TOLKIEN: How much battery is left on my phone.

KENNY: Errrrrmmmmmm….

KENNY: …

TOLKIEN: Kenneth. Jason. McCormick.

TOLKIEN: If my battery is below 50% I am going to beat your ass.

KENNY: …

KENNY: …. 25%....

TOLKIEN: Right. That’s it. I’m beating your ass.

KENNY: WAITWAITWWAITWAIWTIATWW.

TOLKIEN: What.

KENNY: Please don’t beat my ass!

TOLKIEN: Give me one good reason to not to.

KENNY: UH- uhhhhhh….

KENNY: Craig!

TOLKIEN: What.

KENNY: He- He has a portable charger!

KENNY: 

CRAIG: Erm, Kenny, what the ACTUAL sigma, you fucking L rizz fanum tax.

CRAIG: Who the FUCK are you to spread these rumors about me?!

CRAIG: Literally canceling you on Tumblr rn.

CRAIG: Smh my head, this is SO not that that me espresso! 

TOLKIEN: Shut the fuck up, Craig…

CRAIG: Let me Mountain Dew it for ya. 

KENNY: Bro my ass is boutta to become grass in two minutes if you don’t give it to me!!!

CRAIG: Ok, and?

CRAIG: Skill issue.

KENNY: CRAIG, PLEASE!!!!

CRAIG: Erm, chat, do you see this loser?

KENNY: CRAAAAAAAAAIGGGGG!!!!

TOLKIEN: That’s it.

TOLKIEN: Kenny, c’mere.

KENNY: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

(WHACK BAM WHAM UUUUUWAAAAAHHHHHHHHH) 

CRAIG: Whhhh...

CRAIG: W--

CRAIG: Chat.

CRAIG: Chat what the flip.

CRAIG: What the actual sigma.

CRAIG: Th--

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: GUYS SHUT THE ACTUAL FREAK UP!!!!

CRAIG: THIS IS LIKE SO SUPER IMPORTANT THIS IS NOT SKIBIDI WHAT THE SIGMA.

CRAIG: IM GONNA ACTUALLY JEFF THE KILL MYSELF.

KENNY: OH WHERE WAS THIS ATTITUDE WHILE TOLKIEN JEFF THE KILLED ME???

TOLKIEN: Let’s be real, you brought that on yourself.

KENNY: No <3

TOLKIEN:

TOLKIEN: I’m surrounded by idiots.

STAN: WOULD IDIOTS BE TRYING TO ABDUCT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP????

TOLKIEN: Aaaand we woke up Shane Dawson.

TOLKIEN: Great.

TOLKIEN: Perfect.

TOLKIEN: Wonderful.

TOLKIEN: What next, the piss baby?

CRAIG: TOLKIEN THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT YOUR L RIZZ KAI CENAT ZERO GYATT!!

CRAIG: MY ARCH NEMESIS GREGORY_CUTIE_PIE_3RD.

CRAIG: HAS STOLEN MY ACCOUNT INFORMATION.

STAN: HE WORKS FOR THEM!!!

STAN:THE GOVERNMENT!!!! THE ALIENS!!! ALL OF THEM!!!

STAN: THE GAYS ARE THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL!!!

CRAIG: YEAH! THIS IS THE FAGS FAULT!

TOLKIEN: Oh my fucking goddd….

STAN: FAG? FEROCIOUS ANONYMOUS GOVERNMENT SPY!

STAN: IT’S CONFIRMED!!!

KYLE: Guys, it's Pride Month.

KYLE: Don’t do this right now.

CRAIG: EWWW!!!! FAGGOTRY!!!!

CARTMAN: Uhm? Excuse me? Your attitudes towards gay people is deeply offensive and completely unacceptable. How can you justify such bigotry and discrimination in this day and age? Everyone has the right to love and be loved without facing discrimination or hate from people like you. Your attitude perpetuates ignorance and division in our society. It's deeply disappointing to see such intolerance in this day and age. 

CARTMAN: I hope you realize the harm your beliefs cause and consider the importance of empathy and acceptance towards all individuals, regardless of sexual orientation.

TOLKIEN: Great, now you woke blue hair and pronouns.

CARTMAN: Wow, really? Is that the best you can do? Reduce my identity to my appearance and my pronouns? It's incredibly disrespectful and ignorant to dismiss who I am with such shallow labels. My hair and my pronouns are part of my identity, and they deserve respect. If you can't respect who I am, I am not interested in continuing this conversation with you.

CRAIG: This is literally why I hate fags. 

KYLE: Dude…

CRAIG: THE FAG IS POSTING UGLY ASS SELFIES ON MY BLOG!

CRAIG: TAINTING MY DAMN PAGE WITH HIS READING RAINBOW LITTLE WEE WEE!

CRAIG: BLUD LOOKS LIKE HE GOT A FUCKING GASTRIC BYPASS!

CRAIG: LIPOSUCTION HEADASS!!!

CRAIG: Guys I’m officially becoming demon-phobic.

CARTMAN: I'm genuinely taken aback by your racist remarks against demons. It's incredibly disrespectful and hurtful to demonkind, using them as a target for racism is not only absurd but also deeply insensitive. It's important to understand that such language perpetuates harmful stereotypes and can be hurtful to those who enjoy creative works involving demons. Please reconsider your words and think about the impact they can have on others.

CRAIG: Womp to the fucking womp.

CARTMAN: EXCUSE ME????

CRAIG: Don’t talk to me, I’m mewing rn.

KENNY: Lord have mercy.

KENNY: Please let my bitch of a sister fucking die.

KENNY: Dear god please. 

KENNY: If you love me, let me be an only child again.

TOLKIEN: Kenny what the fuck.

TOLKIEN: That’s your sister.

KENNY: And?

TOLKIEN: I doubt you’d actually let her die.

KENNY: Shit you right.

KENNY: She still owes me twenty dollars for that McDonalds I got her last week.

TOLKIEN: Okay, do you have anyone who can come get her outta there?

TOLKIEN: Not sure if it's a good idea to go out there with murderous, probably bloodthirsty demons running around.

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: I know who to call.

SHITASS: snrrk nsnzznnzzzzzzzzzzz...,.

[  ♫ WE CAN GO GYATT FOR GYATT  ♫  ]

[  ♫ FUCK THAT, WE CAN GO RIZZ FOR RIZZ  ♫  ]

SHITASS: fhnfnhmmghfghg.

SHITASS: [yawn]

SHITASS: You’ve reached Captain Shitass, 

SHITASS: Unfortunately I cannot take your calls, but I’ll be available in the ‘morrow, no, before you ask, I don’t do balloons anymore.

SHITASS: Please leave a message after the be--

KENNY: Shut up, fecal failure, I’m not here to make you a birthday mascot. KENNY: We got some demon wranglin to do!

SHITASS: OH FUCKNUGGETS IS THE WAR COMIN???

KENNY: Don’t know, probably!

SHITASS: WHAT DO YOU MEAN PROBABLY????

SHITASS: ARE WE GOIN’ TO WAR OR NOT?

KENNY: Look babycakes, it's hard to guess if a big storm’s comin, but we ain’t takin’ no damn chances. KENNY: Besides, Karen still owes me McDonalds money.

SHITASS: Oh, this is over Donnie’s? Fuck yeah, I’m in. 

KENNY: Wait, really?

SHITASS: Uh, yeah!

SHITASS: I don’t fuck around when it comes to McDonalds.

SHITASS: Mcdonald’s is an important necessity to the American economic system. 

KENNY: Oh thank god. KENNY: After this, can we kill her? KENNY: Like actually?

SHITASS: Uh, yeah.

SHITASS: She’s a fucking cunt and I hate her.

KENNY: THANK GOD.

SHITASS: You wanna do it or should I?

KENNY: Oh I’d be fine with either, long as she dies. KENNY: Gets her outta my hair and me back to being an only child.  KENNY: Afterward, my life will be nothing but bliss. 

SHITASS: Aight bet.

SHITASS: By the way, where the fuck are you?

SHITASS: Usually you come over to my place with a loaded gun, pointing at me and forcing me to do a jester jig like a common peasant. 

KENNY: Haha. KENNY: Funny story.

SHITASS: Oh good robot lord, are you hiding in a bush to throw corn at me?

SHITASS: You’re not gonna tase my balls and yell “dance, peasant dance”?

SHITASS: You did that the LAST time you said you had somethin’ funny to tell me

SHITASS: Then you covered me in worms and rat shit as I mourned over my now broken balls.

KENNY: Nononono shawty it’s actually sososo funny.

SHITASS:Y’know, I can’t have children anymore, right?

SHITASS: So I feel like im inclined to not fucking believe you.

KENNY: Nononono It’s ACTUALLY funny.

SHITASS: I swear on robot jesus if you tase my ASSHOLE I will rip off YOUR balls!

KENNY: WOAHHH BUDDY! LET ME TELL MY STORY NO NEED TO MAKE IT GAY.

SHITASS: Kenneth aren’t we boyfriends?

KENNY: SHUT UPPPPP, Okay, so like.  KENNY: You know ouija boards, right? KENNY: And weed?

SHITASS: Of course I know what fucking weed is.

SHITASS: We rolled blunts with used tissues in the Walmart dumpster last week.

SHITASS: Mine tasted like blood and boogers.

KENNY: Oh yeahhhh! KENNY: Anyways. KENNY: We all got REALLY high one night, KENNY: And we decided to talk to a buncha ghosts, cuz that's what you do when you’re blitzed, ya know? KENNY: Then, Craig continued talkin’ to em after we all dipped cuz we didn’t wanna, y’know, DIE. KENNY: So now we’re all targets cuz his ass decided follower counts are more important than life.

SHITASS: Of course he did.

SHITASS: What a fucking idiot.

KENNY: RIGHT????

SHITASS: They know about the prophecy? Or like, about us? 

KENNY: Pssh, nah.

SHITASS: Thank god, let's keep it that way.

SHITASS: Anyone else with her?

KENNY: Craig’s sister I think.

SHITASS: Ew, there’s more than one??

KENNY: Un-fucking-fortunately.

KENNY: Kill ‘em, dung disaster, I love you.

SHITASS: Love you too, miserable cunt.

SHITASS: Welp,

SHITASS: We’re all gonna die.

(Edits made by @pissblanket)

[izartn]

I loved how Xie Qingcheng repression was handled, bc it felt very much like his subconscious wishes were getting the better of him and he never realises until like, 50 chapters minimum after I as a reader realise what's going.

The way his narration after 197 openly refuses to state why he's doing what he's doing or what he's truly feeling, bc it's all numb... And then you realise he's basically suicidal bc of He Yu death, that he feels so terrible and so much guilt he refuses to feel it bc it would destroy him? He says to his sister it doesn't hurt, and then thinks bc his heart was gone with He Yu and its like. Ooooh, he knows, he knows what happening he just refuses to consciously dwell on it. Perfect.

Also his absolute refusal to say anything of what he feels or thinks out loud once he perceives it'd be refused, that causes so much trouble and suffering in general for both himself and He Yu? King of creating messes for himself, disturbingly relatable.

There's more than a few times where Xie Qingcheng opening his mouth and talking his sincere feelings would have stopped He Yu in his tracks if only to check XQC wasn't drugged into saying nonsense or he wasn't hallucinating lmfao. But he prefers his pride and to let He Yu take out his hate on him bc he feels he deserves it.

Talking about 203 under read more! Neutral to positive talking about 203! You are warned.

Deranged nonsense; after the explosion on the reunion 3 years later, at that point He Yu wasn't talking either but he thought everything had been a lie (again, and when his flkmsy foundation breaks we know what happens), passed three years undercover with terrorists (originally kidnapped, and then they tried brainwashing him into being a terrorist too, under vigilance all the time), had the terrible certainty that Chen Man was with XQC bc HY is not all there when it concerns emotions and took the terrible horrible stupid decision of telling XQC he was sleeping with Anthony (the terrible and slimy hate obsessed cousin).

Like. If He Yu didn't say that then maybe XQC would said, "me and Chen Man? That's crazy, never would happen" and 203 wouldn't have happened as it did.

But bc all the factors above HY was very much on protecting himself mode, (and he's literally unable to regulate himself when de doesn't have anyone), bc due to XQC non use of technology had no recourse to stalk him and know what he was feeling about three years ago, plus he was surrounded by people with an interest in making sure he had no attachments to the good side.

And the police didn't trust him much either so they likewise didn't say anything about XQC to him. So He Yu, looking at previous history of XQC towards him, the way he kept pushing him apart, even gaslighting him... So XQC not caring after all, given everything, must be the correct conclusion.

Btw it's confirmed in 216 or 217 that HY considers self-harm the way he treated XQC when he came back bc really, treating XQC badly when he still despite everything, loved him? Fucks him up big time too. It's like doing bad things to bring yourself down bc it's not like anyone cares about you or your mental state or what you really do right? Might as well be the worst version of yourself. It's not like it matters,not even to you. Oh, He Yu. He's so so fucked up, always but specially at this point in time.

203 was terrible but I saw it coming a mile away, given the previous incident, bc every condition needed for Night Club scene in 53 was repeated only worse and after three years of terrible separation.

And after that XQC wakes up on HY hotel room/mansion (?) and decides to stay for a week or two after the danger of the meds, to investigate (bc he feels he yu is not with the terrorists, bc he knows HY only is terrible about XQC and boy, what a mess) even having sex again bc he also wants He Yu. Like. It's not explicitly shown but it's there again, bc these two idiots will again rather die than say a kind word when they're feeling vulnerable at this point, so sex it is again.

Could have 203 been avoided? Somewhat. As their character development was being handled by Meatbun, no. Does it do lasting harm? Also no, bc these two don't work out of normal people logic, and XQC knew why HY reacted like that after thinking it and also HY is remorseful after realising all the truth and wouldn't do a repeat.

Bc all is in the open after the ending so no more misunderstandings of that scale and HY also experienced two years of misery thinking XQC was dead at his hands, it's practically guaranteed that the conditions for a repeat will never happen. Shown very clearly when in the extras it takes Xie Qingcheng explicitly telling He Yu he wants to sleep with him for the to have sex again; Meatbun makes it a fun joke about the medical supervisor not liking He Yu and fucking with him, but it's also very necessary after all the book for HeXie to get to have sex both sober, without any breakdowns involved, without blackmail, feeling like they need to repay the other, under cover in Mandela, thinking they have other sexual partners, not denying their own sexualities, etc. And that Xie Qingcheng initiates. Thank the lord about that one and the final confirmation he loves bottoming for He Yu. Could be inferred but you know. Nice to see he's used those two years to reflect on what he wants xD

But HY will always have that capacity to be terrible deep down, when he feels there's nobody in the world that cares about him, that XQC whom he cares about doesn't either. Bc at that point, your mind goes in spirals specially if your already have serious mental illness. The point of the story is to get him, and XQC too, a support network you know? So he's never in that place again bc he will always be certain that:

1. XQC loves him just as much as he loves XQC

2. His true mother did love him after all, she gave her life twice for him

3. He can behave as himself with other people like Xie Xue and Wei Donghan by the extras, and be friends/sort of family. XQC is his world but he can have a few other people too.

4. Know there are individuals that will treat him as human despite the illness, like officer Zhang passing him XQC letter and the complot to cure him and get him together with XQC. Execution was iffy but they worried. Basic human decency, which was so lacking for He Yu childhood.

[francesthetraveller]

Imagine hyperfixating on a movie trailer that's just came out so hard that you proceed to make an OC for it already

Everyone, this is my beautiful shithead son,,,

Ward Feelfhillip!!!

(aka. "The Shore Lunatic" among normal townsfolks)

Lore time!!!

Ward is the fisherman within the shores of the town, however doesn't seem to have his deliveries in markets actually sell well, like, at all, due to the fact of them being mostly delivered late and thus all of them becoming rotten overtime. In the town he is mostly acclaimed for constantly rambling about marinebiology and mythical creatures when he's around anywhere, and he is rarely if at all seen in public. At home he spends his time eating canned food and trying to analyze everything in history and within books, including the internet, inorder to make out a full coherent and correct chart about a certain mythos he's been long searching for: "Sea-monsters."

You see, when he was just a wee lad (about like 20+ years ago, so in like the 1990s), this little idiot thought it would be a great idea to sail out onto the ocean by himself inorder to prove that a 8 year old can very much sail the entire earth shorter than 80 days. However, he didn't know that going out to sea without checking the weather and only a backpack of Hubba Hubbas, Reese's Peices and like a few crackers wouldn't be as much of a great idea. So he ended up 15 miles away from the beach, in the middle of heavy rain, while also being taken around by the tides. While being absolutely terrified and panicking over his life, He soon caught up to the sight of an over 50 ft tall beast...making the waters glow in a horrid green light, with a soulpiercing stare, and a form so horrid that no one could've had thought of it...It was human, yet, at the same time, not at all...it was the last thing he saw before getting unconscious by the tide...

He woke up eventually on the shore surrounded by the townspeople, all whom had found him there shortly after the next day, albeit mostly injured. Everyone in the town, including his parents, were infact, very pissed about him, due to him causing a searchparty from being missing. This eventually caused him to never get respected at all anytime at all during any ocassion, due to how many believed he would just cause problems for everyone like he did the last time (and both his parents believed this aswell). This was another major factor to why he got ostracized (other than being bullied by the incident).

Now, this would be the part where your TV tropes brain would believe the reason why he's searching for the sea-monsters is to capture/kill them or something (like maybe prove to people that they exist), but just so you know, this is the same guy who brought candy with them on a boat. The actual main reason why he wants to search for them, mainly the one he saw when he was younger, is because he believes that by seeing a sea-monster during a life-threatening situation, he has gained more greater knowledge than anyone else in the world did, and not only that, but in someway, he too himself had became a monster of somesorts. And his main goal is to find these creatures, and finally figure out how to actually be a wise, smart and a mythical creature correctly. What does this actually correlate to internally?

...Homie hyperfixates on fishes so hard that he just wants to rather be praised by them than be praised by humans. (He's the literal definition of Uncomfort the comfortable and comfort the uncomfortable) (I'll make a part 2 explaining the silly fun facts about this mess of a man)

[chibiveneficus]

TFONE GOOD

thoughts and spoilers under the cut

things I liked:

the animation was so good!! it could be a bit hard to follow in bigger scenes with a lot of action going on but they did a good job keeping it mostly centered.

and the color!! the subtle glitter of their paint jobs when they get t-cogs, the surface of cybertron and the fact that you could see distant nebulas in the sky, the grunge of the mines contrasting with how shinier the higher levels are. if i could slurp it up through a straw i would.

Orion "Gremlin" Pax

they went with War for/Fall of Cybertron's road system which was cool then and is still cool now

THE FIGHT SCENES LIKE??? holy fuck they were soooo good. they had them fight like actual robots that could transform and they pulled off such cool shit (also that callback when orion got his head stuck when he was transforming for the first time and then he deliberately does it when fighting megatron to avoid blaster shots like. god. that was so good ((megatron also does this callback to being stuck transforming when he's fighting sentinel and using it as an attack. so fucking good (((just the entire megatron/optimus break up fight scene at the end was a fucking masterpiece i need to watch thrity times in a row stat))))))

keeping up the tradition of sentinel being an absolute ass. yay!

once they got their tcogs they just kept changing to survive what they were facing and i really liked that. 'change or die' it felt like

shout out to one OP for almost beating animated OP's record of shortest time dying and coming back

making the autobots the miners and the high guard the decepticons is a nice little twist

they are SO SMOL without tcogs omg

Elita "I am surrounded by idiots" One

when Jazz got a tcog and his doorwings pop up and he's just like :D

wheeljack causing the mine explosion. classic

honestly, all the little nods sprinkled throughout the film. you can tell that people who actually like transformers made this

things i didn't like:

bee. you could literally just take him out and nothing would be different. he didn't contribute anything other than leading them out of lvl 50? and i'm 100000% orion would have thought to climb the garbage chute given five seconds. (I know he's like the comic relief/kid appeal character but. still.)

why did orion tell the high guard to just...go with megatron? i would have bought it if they were like 'yeah, nah, we're going with this guy' but starscream literally said they follow the strongest and orion kicked megatron's ass so.........? though it's possible i missed hearing something (thanks apd), or was this a 'we're never trusting another prime again' thing

megatron's optics changing colors the more 'evil' he gets. i would have liked it better if they had stayed gold until he plugged in megatronus' tcog

things that i thought were silly:

the whole part where dead OP is falling down into primus and receiving the matrix. I'm sorry, it was really hard not to laugh

[phillipsgraves]

ockiss '23 💝 apollo de rossi x levi choi (for @shellibisshe)

wc: 1333

When Apollo signed up for Shadow Company, he wasn't expecting any of this to happen.

Sure, he's done shady things in the past, others teetering on illegal, but he's never been one to ask questions. He's done as he's told, the job gets done, he gets paid. Rinse and repeat.

But this? Betraying their friends? It seemed a step too far just to wash their hands of something they shouldn't even have done in the first place. All in the name of following orders. Next thing he knows, bullets are flying despite his best efforts in de-escalating the situation. Unfortunately, his commanding officer runs his mouth just a little faster than he does his brain.

But maybe Apollo himself is getting a little soft. Even now his shoulder is practically radiating with pain as he traverses down the streets of Las Almas, just as alone as the men they'd been initially hunting. He doesn't know why he ran, just that it seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

Idiot. Now he has two groups of very dangerous men hot on his heels, and he's bleeding out from the 5.56 millimeter in his shoulder. His blind stumbling eventually comes to an end when he finds himself in one of the many abandoned convenience stores, mostly ignored by the men on patrol. Good-- maybe then he'll at least have a 50-50 chance of surviving this.

Apollo roams the empty aisles, (quietly) knocking things off shelves in an attempt to find something to stem the bleeding. A few minutes later and he manages to procure some very barebone medical supplies-- gauze, bandages, and a bottle of disinfectant. Not great, but does well enough in a pinch.

Settling behind the front counter, Apollo quickly gets to work. A sharp hiss leaves his lips as he cleans his wound, tears pricking at his eyes. Not good. He'll have to get that bullet out somehow, otherwise it'll be the last thing he needs to worry about.

He's about to keep going when he spots movement out of the corner of his eye. Then-- something falls to the ground with a thud. He quickly brings his gun out and aims it at the intruder faster than the speed of sound.

"Show yourself. And don't try anything funny."

The figure slowly steps into the light. It's 141's medic-- and local pain in his ass, Levi. He raises his hands, very obviously unarmed. "Good thing I'm a medic, then, and not a comedian."

Apollo sighs, tossing his gun to the side. "It was empty, anyway. I'm not looking for trouble." He gestures towards himself. "Not that I'm capable of causing any."

"Yeah, clearly not," Levi replies, and he looks around, scanning his makeshift triage. "I hope you know hydrogen peroxide doesn't work on wounds like that. You'll only make it worse. And I really hope you weren’t planning on plugging that thing up with the bullet still lodged in there."

"Not exactly rolling in options here," Apollo replies, and he's gone back to clutching his shoulder when the pain starts again. Definitely getting worse. "Don't suppose you'd be inclined to help, after everything that's happened."

Levi only shrugs as he sits down next to him. "I'll gloat when your shoulder isn't completely fucked," he replies, as he starts bringing his own supplies out-- still sterilized, fortunately. "Your boss is an asshole, though."

"Ex now, looks like it," Apollo says, and he almost wants to laugh at the double meaning. "Went rogue after shit hit the fan. I'll still drink to that, though."

Levi snorts. "Yeah, well, we can drink when we're not in danger. "Shirt off, but I'm not adverse to cutting it off you."

Apollo gasps, letting out a snort of his own as he carefully maneuvers out of his shirt. "At least take me to dinner first before you try something like that."

"Hey, I can still leave," Levi warns him, as he starts cleaning up the surrounding area with a less harsh antiseptic. "Jeez. You're really letting in daylight with this thing."

Apollo shrugs with his good shoulder. "Soap's a good shot. You, though, not as much."

"Shooting isn't exactly my thing, if you couldn't tell."

"Yeah, clearly," Apollo jokes, but it turns into a muffled scream when Levi sets to work on digging the bullet out without warning. He grabs onto his shirt to bite down on it, spitting it out when he's certain he's not going to make noise. "What kind of medic are you?"

"My bad," Levi says, tone completely unapologetic. "It's my first day on the job."

Breathing out a labored breath, Apollo runs his hand through his sweaty hair. "Mio Dio, you're terrible."

Levi scoffs. "Throwing stones from glass houses, don't you think?" He nods when Apollo makes a small touché gesture in response. "Anyways, calm down. I'm almost done."

True enough to his word, he eventually pulls the foreign object out-- albeit the moments seemed to have passed by agonizingly slow. "See? Wasn't so bad."

"Sure," Apollo says, and fortunately closing up the gaping hole in his shoulder and wrapping it up went by a little faster. He rolls his shoulder to test it out, sighing in relief. "Thanks, though. "And, uh-- for what it's worth, sorry about the whole… mess."

Levi, unsure of what else to say, shrugs again. "Sorry for shooting at you."

Apollo slowly pulls his shirt back on. The gesture makes Levi gag. "You missed, at least."

"God, are you really gonna wear that? It's got blood and spit and… whatever else you've been crawling through."

Apollo allows himself to laugh this time and Levi doesn't entirely hate the sound of it. "You act like I have a choice in this. Unless… goodness, you really are determined to see me out of my clothes, huh?"

Levi gags again, but this time it's purely out of jest. "I've seen better," he says, as he starts putting his things away. "What happens now?"

"I assume this is where we part ways and hope we get to where we need to go in one piece." Apollo sighs. "Rather not take out my own teammates, but, well… that one's out the window, all things considered."

"You know, uh… two heads are better than one," Levi suggests, looking off in the distance. He can see the church from here already. "I mean, unless you'd rather go it alone with a busted shoulder, that's also fine by me."

Apollo laughs again. "Like this? I think I'd slow you down." He hums. "Why the Hell not? I don't exactly have a grand plan brewing."

Levi scoffs, as he helps the other man to his feet. He stares at him for a moment, as if contemplating. Then-- he punches Apollo's good shoulder. "Just don't die on me, alright?"

Apollo grins. "No promises, but I'll do it for a kiss," he says, laughing again when Levi only stares at him in abject horror.

"That's not funny."

"It's a little funny."

"Okay, if we ever get out of here, I'm recommending you to a psychiatrist." Levi inhales and exhales, weighing his options. On one hand, they were probably about to die, so why the Hell not? On the other, he'd been more or less hoping the fleeting glances and casual flirting were nothing more than just that.

Unfortunately, Apollo wasn't that bad looking, though it pains him to admit. Levi sighs in defeat.

"Okay, never say I don't give you anything because it's literally not true." He pulls Apollo's shirt to the side-- because wasn't about to put his mouth on that mess-- and presses a small kiss to his wrapped shoulder. Brisk-- but gentle. More gentle than he'd like. "Happy now?"

Apollo hums. "I feel much better now, actually."

Levi rolls his eyes. "Yeah, you better. It was the only reason why I even did it." Despite his words, his traitorous heart feels on the verge of exploding when Apollo leans down to kiss his cheek in return.

"Thank you."

[dragonfly0808]

holy shit, I’m not from the USA and like, I know that things are getting all kinds of fucked up over there but this is a whole other level (like I’m actually planning on reading a bunch of books that they’re trying to/have already banned just as a big fuck you, How to Kill a Mockingbird is the first since I have my mom’s copy but have never read it)

I cannot believe the amount of insanity that is going on over there when it comes to banning and censorship its just insane and I feel so bad that this is happening

Like Mexico is supposedly ‘less progressive/less’ in the eyes of a lot of USA people especially older folks but I cannot imagine smth like this happening here, like i cannot imagine worrying about going to school on a daily basis and now that they’re banning books it’s giving very concerning vibes, reminds me of a certain horrible group of people that burned a lot of books (a lot of which were from queer authors/queer stories) and we lost so much history and so many stories to censorship already that I just… as someone who first read about a queer couple when I was fucking 7 years old I can’t understand how people think that this shit is protecting people. At seven I was like, ‘oh, two guys are kissing. Neat…. Oh, this is pretty cute!’ And that was fucking it

Like- I just can’t even put myself in their minds even for a split second I just cannot understand banning books like this with not giving a single fuck about children that need to form their own opinions and that books are so important in helping kids look at the world from different points of view.

I remember being 6 reading The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan and not understanding why one of the main characters, Carter Kane spoke about having to be cautious of cops from the moment he lost his baby fat and being like… but why? cause I didn’t understand racism and bias and that helped me gain a new perspective at just 6 years old I may not have fully understood it but over the years tidbits of reading so many books from people that are nothing like me has helped me with the way I see the world and I can’t just- I hate this. I hate this so fucking much.

I can’t imagine not getting to read books from queer authors and about queer/black stories not just because of many beautiful love stories that would be taken away but just, stories in general that are so precious even if they sometimes deal with heavy subjects, heavy subjects are a part of life and a part of the world and I do not understand wanting to limit the view someone has of the world in this way

I feel like I’m witnessing the start of a fucking dystopian society. I realize that might sound like an exageration but, I think most people who have been readers from a young age can agree that this is just so insane, like… banning books for having a few queer characters because ‘OH THE CHILDREN’ no. Fuck you. You don’t and have never cared about the children.

I know I rarely get personal or ‘political’ on my blog but this is smth that is just outrageous and so wrong to me and truly just breaks my heart. I’m in my room, surrounded by books. I have 2 bookshelves (3 technically) about 400 books in my room not counting hundreds of books that I have given away or donated or sold to make room and to think that at least 50 of these would probably be banned in the USA is just so gutwrenching to me.

And then to know that they would likely target sites like AO3, specifically because they often involve many queer stories/couples is just… ugh…

I don’t know if this is fully true but the idea that sites could be sued for HAVING QUEER CONTENT is just fucking insane

I’ve been reading a few classics lately. And to think that even those might not be safe from these idiotic acts is just… wow.

We have so much to learn from stories and books. Or even if you just read for fun there is still so much there. Stories help people, stories have helped me my whole life. This should be criminal

I am so tired…

We all know about the DDOS attacks on AO3 as it is still down. So it is very important we talk about the KOSA(Kids Online Safety Act) that is going to hit the floor soon. Because if that act goes through this could very much be the new reality of not only AO3 but online fandom spaces within the next year. The point of this act is to limit queer media and to eliminate online queer spaces.

Let me stress, the politicians are lying to you. Democrats and Republicans are lobbying for this. It is not pro trans rights and it is not pro lgbtq rights. This is very reminiscent of the Restrict Act! Politicians can SUE websites for having QEEER CONTENT. This act will not protect kids, it will further separate and marginalize the queer community!

If this bill goes through AO3, Wattpad, TikTok, Tumblr, and Twitter will be limited and fanfiction websites could be wiped out all together. If you are apart of fandom spaces pay attention and ACT! Call and email your senators! AND SIGN THE BELOW PETITIONS!

Reblog this! Send the links to people who aren’t on Tumblr! If you care about fandom, fandom spaces, your ships, your blorbos, fanfiction writers’ works, freedom to create, etc. Spread this!

If you aren’t American you can still sign/send some of these!

[the-firebird69]

We have several more things but those two are huge these are going to be huge armies and people are not going to be used to it and it will continue bja and Trump are attempting to sense different ways and different tunnels they are finding that they are meetings fierce opposition by the max and are curious what they're doing on there they're thinking our friend by the way and it says of course and it should have been done 6 months ago or more but so it's true too and Trump is telling the truth and getting killed when he thinks he's lying and Trump started to freak out and said they're down there and I'm telling the truth about it and they're hitting me and what an idiot. Of course talking about it so he stopped talking for a little and he figured it out but he's blabbing like crazy right now there's a huge army going up there in California of warlock and there's a huge army going from Nevada to The burning Man and Utah and surrounding area and half the Midwest is going to probably empty out the next few days the people that are left and they're going to go there there's a few more things happening and we'll keep you posted but these armies are moving

-there's a large Force organizing in Florida and it is trying to dislodge the pseudo empire from several locations one of them is Tampa it's nearby and there are probably 500,000 people going around trying to do it and they're going to meet with fierce opposition shortly and they will be destroyed and there's three generals no three regions and there are probably 500 generals that are at risk last night they sent 20 households out and 20 came back but they lost about 50 people and that's the business their houses are cut down to two to four people each and their weakening oh it's not a great thing but you know they just really just sitting around doing nothing and they can't find their own ass in the dark.

-and there's some other things happening there's a huge line of people trying to get into Florida yes and they're after all sorts of stuff no they want to be here where the leaders are and they're trying to infill or people left and they're not allowed in there's a blockade for me a real one this time and so they're going to sit and fill it in this will start a whole bunch of stuff

-and yeah it hasn't happened yet and it's needed there's some other things in space there is a space war Tommy and the clones are at Titan and they're 100 billion has to fight 300 billion they're at the tower ships and they're 200 billion that's the fight 400 billion Mack morlock but his shifts are Stone ships and star Blazer and they're going to wipe them out and the warlock will just keep sending ships and the pseudo empire is standing off collecting them right now and we anticipate them to be they're at 1.9 trillion right now we anticipate them to be at about three trillion in a couple days or less and they might be it more but it's not going that fast but we think that that number is realistic for today possibly they're going to be many troops trying to advance in groups of people trying to cause trouble and threats everywhere we're going to send out alerts

Thor Freya

Olympus

These are some pretty big events Zeus Hera and it was me Hera

[fmhiphop]

Hip-Hop Veteran Magoo Has Reportedly Died

The hip-hop world is mourning as they have lost a legendary influence. Rapper Magoo has reportedly died at the age of 50 on Sunday. Magoo, born as Melvin Barcliff, was best known as one-half of the hip-hop duo - Timbaland & Magoo. Barcliff's cause of death has not been released to the public yet. Neither his family nor Timbaland and Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliot have released a statement. Magoo's Musical Background Timbaland & Magoo are from Norfolk, Virginia. The rap duo met when they were teenagers. They grew popular in 1997 with their debut single, "Up Jumps da' Boogie." The hit single featured Missy Elliot and the late Aaliyah. These artists became known as The Superfriends. The dynamic duo had ties with Larry Live and Pharrell Williams prior forming a group called SBI (Surrounded by Idiots). Magoo had written on Ginuwine albums and Missy Elliot's debut, Supa Dupa Fly. Me and @Pharrell had a group back n the days call S.B.I. surrounded by idiots we had some 🔥🔥🔥🔥 #tbt #beatclub pic.twitter.com/MuIp79HCrn — Timbaland (@Timbaland) January 30, 2020 Is Magoo Responsible For Missy Elliot's Iconic Nickname? The "Work" rapper allegedly was gifted her nickname "Misdemeanor" from Magoo. Elliot revealed in an interview, "It was my high school friend Magoo who gave me the nickname because he said that it was a crime for someone to possess so many talents." Barcliff later introduced Missy and Tim. Heartbreaking Tributes To The Virginia Rapper Music producer Digital Black broke the news in a social media post. The R&B star shared the legendary duo's album cover of 1997 "Welcome to Our World." Black added a heartbreaking caption reading, "Man can't believe this RIH Magoo damn big bro wasn't ready for this at all #superfriends." R&B legend Ginuwine dedicated a post to Magoo as well. "Totally one of the best ever in my eyes," said the "Pony" singer. He added that the love has always been there and will always be there, even though they did not speak to each other a lot. We send our condolences to his family and friends. Written by Vhannah | Instagram | YouTube  Read the full article

[soluchi]

Don’t.

SUMMARY: y/n does stupid shit, jotaro stops them from doing stupid shit

WORDS: 2k

Jotaro Kujo could be described in many ways. Intimidating, tall, he's going to fucking kill me, handsome, weird, mysterious, literally unhinged, rude, and many many more.

But to you, he was annoying. Ever since you two met for the first time, he's been bossing you around.

You were playing in the sandpit when you saw something red crawling in the grass into a pile of dirt. Standing up and brushing off the sand off your pants, you made your way to the pile. Curiosity took over you and your finger slowly inched towards the little red dots.

"Don't." A small hand stopped you from reaching the dirt. You looked up to see turquoise eyes looking back at yours. He took this as a chance to elaborate.

"Red ants have venom in them that causes rashes and makes you itchy." Your face twisted in confusion trying to make out what he just said.

"What?" The strange black haired kid dragged you away from the sandpit and near a tree. "The red dots are bad." He simplified. "Oh."

He sat by the tree and started reading a book. You awkwardly stood there not knowing what to do because you were dragged here without consent. The boy patted to the ground next to him and you took the invitation.

Turquoise optics glared at (color) ones. Why? Because he was stopping you from getting out of school. "It's the end of the day, just let me go home!" You whined trying to walk out of the school doors. He had stopped you with his infamous "Don't."

"What do I have to do now?!" Jotaro threw you the jacket that you somehow forgot in your last class. "(some teacher name idk)'s essay is due today. You finished it five days ago and you haven't turned it in." You lifted your eyebrow at this.

Since when did he care? How did he know when you finished your essay? You finished your essay?! Your essay?! You looked through your slowly decaying bookbag and found the five pages you were supposed to turn in by 15:50. You looked around for a clock and saw the time-

15:49

Ms. (teacher)'s class was on the 4th floor. It was 15:46. Screaming filled the primary school as you practically bounced up to the second floor trying your best to turn the homework in at the right time to the strict teacher. Weird looks were thrown at you as you pushed students out of the way and dashed up the stairs.

Instead of leaving, Jotaro waited by a tree reading a book. Despite the serious-looking cover, which was fake, he smiled flipping through pages of a picture book about sea creatures.

Seeing how old friends got hit by the puberty truck on the first day of high school was interesting, teasing the insecure idiots who thought it was a good idea to interact with you and all. Wait, that sounds mean.

You looked around the classroom and just settled for your previous thought that your friend hadn’t come to school today. Until you saw striking turquoise eyes staring at you. 

The puberty truck had run over him at least eighteen times and threw him off of a cliff while he was set on fire because that was not the stupid little shit you used to bully.

 "What'd you do with Jotaro?!" You yelled as soon as you walked into the shared homeroom. You got nothing in response from the stranger himself, save for the glare.

Your face twisted in disgust. This shadow the hedgehog headass who probably listens to MCR really just took your friend and had the audacity to glare at you?!

What a bitch.

And he was surrounded by girls? Like damn, how many kids are in this class? Jotaro is never surrounded by girls, let alone people!

Loser.

You were an exception, although people doubted you were even of the human race.

He pushed them out of the way and walked out of the classroom. You were going to follow him to question him further, but some invisible force dragged you along as well.

As you freaked out about floating you reached your destination, which was the roof. I know I'm annoying, but would he really throw me off a roof just to get me to shut up?

"What did you do, magic man?!" You blurted out while still looking at the floor because you were fucking floating?! He looked back at you confused and if you cared to look a little longer, there was pink dusted on his face. "You can't see it?"

You just wanted your friend back, what the fuck is going on? "See what?!" You questioned. "Are you talking about me floating? You're supposed to answer that, not me!"

Unbeknownst to you, the purple stand frowned now knowing you couldn't see him. Jotaro on the other hand was relieved that you weren't possessed. And that you weren't able to cause any more trouble than you already do.

You pointed at him in frustration. "You still haven't answered my question!" It would be a pain explaining something he didn't know well himself so he ignored you, like a loser.

"If you won't answer that question, then at least tell me who you are!" You weren't joking? He sighed and looked you dead in the eyes.

Well, at least he could answer that. "Jotaro Kujo." You made a noise of confusion, which surprised the ravenette. Maybe she actually is an alien.

"You... did you take a testosterone pill up the ass?" He watched you hunch over and try to scare him as you circled around him trying to find out if this was actually your friend.

That was when you noticed his hat. What the fuck is going on with his hat? Where does it end? Or does he just have very long hair in the style of a hat? Suddenly forgetting everything except the mystery of the hat, your hand made a beeline towards his hat.

You forgot everything, including the boy wearing the hat. He grabbed your wrist before your finger could touch the fabric. Or the hair?

"Don't."

"Jotaro, one way or another, you're going to have to talk about whatever the fuck is going on with you!" You glared at him, you're voice was rough but there was no intention of malice.

Even after your constant badgering, your friend would open up. It was absolutely stupid how he thought you would just ignore him after fifty fucking days of being missing.

You knew it wasn’t that he needed a break from school or from life because he would’ve just said that, because it was normal for him to disappear like that. But for the minimum of a week, not over a month.

For the first time ever in your entire life, you give him a look of pity. If he wasn't spaced out right now, he'd snap at you, but at least you'd know he's still himself. From the way things are currently going, the most he'd do at this point was grunt and glare at you.

You drew in a shaky breath and kept your eyes on his face, desperately trying to keep your mind off of the scars you'd just seen. "Look- I- I'm sorry. I just got.." 

You flung your hands around jokingly because you didn't know how to actually explain the emotion you were currently feeling. "It doesn't have to be right now, but can you please say something so I don't sound like a crazy ex yelling." You laughed, trying to make light of how you previously acted.

"You- you don't even have to tell me the reason why you were gone! It's none of my business unless you choose to tell me. Just say something." You played with your fuzzy socks and look around, hoping to find anything else that interests you so you didn't have to look him in the eye.

"Please just tell me that you're ok."

This seems to get a reaction out of Jotaro. But instead of actually saying anything, he got up to leave after flinching. Like always, you give him a side hug.

You give his face a quick glance to see if he's starting to feel better, but you see him crying. Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to say something to him, but nothing came out.

This was the first time you'd ever seen him cry. Sure, he cried without you in the room where you could hear him, but never when you're in the room. Even after you’ve told him that it’s ok. He saw you with your mouth open and stepped away from you to wipe his tears.

"Don't."

You think he meant not to feel bad for him. He was too late to say anything like that though.

You were crying in the rain, in front of a tree, why? Because of your grades. It was just a fucking B, why were they so mad?! I passed my classes with all A's... and a B. But at the end of the day, it's still just a B! You kicked a rock to pass on your pent-up anger, but it didn't help anything. Obviously.

To say your parents were strict was... one way to put it, but there was a better word to explain it. Controlling. They thought too highly of you, yet it wasn’t helpful at all.

They pushed too much on you while putting up this standard that you were a perfect little kid, and you weren't. It's been going on since you were a damn child, for fucks sake!

There's only so much a struggling 16-year-old can do. Contrary to popular belief, you were neither God nor the Devil. You can't make supernatural shit happen. And despite all this, you still try your best. "But the best isn't enough."

Out of frustration, you almost hit the tree in front of you. It took you a few seconds to realize the rain stopped. Not like it... stopped, but it stopped around you.

Your aquinting eyes focused on the sky in question, but you only saw an umbrella. And a Jotaro. You didn't notice before, but he was holding your hand.

"Don't."

You calmed down at the thought of him holding your hand. "What?" That word always follows after don't, huh. You smiled at that newfound awareness. "The tree." He fixed his gaze to you glancing at him in question. "It's a nice tree."

You turned your head to face the tree. That was when realized, it was the tree where Jotaro dragged you to when you met. Humming in acknowledgment, you nodded. "It is a nice tree."

But at this moment, you were making the decision. Tears danced around your face until they hit the floor. Your starstruck expression transitioned into a happy one.

"Yes!"

Jotaro exhaled, letting go of the worry as you hugged him. He took that chance to slip on the engagement ring you accepted. Both of you were happy to spend the rest of your lives together.

"Now you're stuck with me forever!" You half jokingly smirked. The ravenette kissed you lovingly and smiled down at you. "I'm fine with that."

You glare at the now white hat. Jotaro gives you a glare of his own, but there's no anger behind it. He swiftly grabbed your wrist. You rolled your eyes trying to play off what you just attempted. I'll find out how that hat works one day. 

"Don't."

Jotaro Kujo can be described in many ways. Intimidating, tall, he's going to fucking kill me, handsome, weird, mysterious, literally unhinged, rude, and many many more. But to you, he was annoying. And you were fine with that because you love him.

                                                ☆☆☆☆☆

and then you divorced because you kept on pushing him off the bed in your sleep.

HSHJKLDJC I'M JOKING if you pay attention close enough, you can see me slowly hating jotaro less. im not at simp level, but i will stop bullying him,,,,, maybe,,, (so that was a fucking lie.) speaking of not being a simp, i don't know if this was enough to feed the jotaro stans,,,, so like,, 😔

after adding snother part to this,,, whatever this is. i realized i dont hate him as much anymore. mayb because my interest in jojo is dulling or because ive had time to reflect on his character,, i just. dont hate him anymore. damn.

[books-and-catears]

Hopefully I'm not bothering once again but I wanted to share yet another thingy thing I thought of

Mc suddenly didn't show up for 2 classes, so one of the brothers goes to search for them, and see that- They fell asleep, and a small cerberus puppy was asleep on them as well (basically just,, like a different breed of cerberus)

Awww this ask is so freaking adorable I can't~ thank you so much. YOU NEVER BOTHER ME. Ask as much as you want I'm always delighted.

EXTREME FLUFF ALERT.

Lucifer

You're usually a pretty responsible student. Of course you occasionally bunk a class because either Mammon drags you onto one of his misadventures or Belphie doesn't let you leave till late.

But two classes in a row? He didn't like the sound of that. What are you becoming MC?

"Where did you see them last?" Lucifer inquires around as he tries to find you.

It didn't take him too long, you are at the house itself. In the living room, near the window.

With your head tilted against the headrest, your eyes closed in deep sleep. You even had your uniform on. And what's that in your lap? A puppy?

A three headed puppy lay curled up in your lap, all three heads asleep and nuzzling at stomach.

Lucifer broke into a smile, his face reddening. Damnit who gave you the right to look this cute?

If this is the reason you didn't show up... Well he can write some absent notes for you.

Gets his jacket to cover both and the pupper up.

Strictly warns his brothers not to go in and disturb you.

Mammon

"Oi human! Pick up the damn phone!" He keeps trying to call but you don't pick up. And then sighs knowing you probably can't even hear your DDD cause you keep it on silent.

Classes are boring as they are, now he's even more restless. You are the one person who helps in concentrate in class. Two at a time is too much to take!

Starts hunting for you in the all classrooms and then heads home.

Oh look there's MC! "MC what are ya doing at home- OH!" Shuts up when he sees you sleeping, holding a puppy in your arms.

Involuntarily snaps like 50 pictures of you. One of them is his wallpaper now.

IT'S NOT LIKE YOU LOOK CUTE OR ANYTHING! He just couldn't help it!

Also grumbles at the puppy for a while out of jealousy.

Stays next to you until you wake up.

Leviathan

MC where are you!!! The second class just ended!!! Are you bunking on purpose LOL - Levi constantly kept texting you like this and yet no replies.

Now who will ramble to about the new TSL series? No this is too much.

Gets busy looking for you. Man this is just like that anime 'Hunting down my missing best friend or else I die of boredom'!

Starts a whole detective game sequence where he interacts with anything and everything to get a clue of where you are.

He almost nosebleeds when he sees you and the puppy curled up and sleeping.

Too cute MC. Too cute. You're killing him.

Took a lot of pictures and but it didn't feel like enough. Also low-key jealous of the puppy.

So he just sits there and starts drawing you and the puppy in anime style with different costumes.

Satan

'MC you're missing important classes, are you okay?' He also sends you a message. Usually you reply to him almost instantly. He gets worried when you don't.

He usually takes down notes for you and explains when he gets back. And he is certain that sometimes you miss classes just so he can teach you instead.

Detective Satan mode activated. He is also the fastest at finding you.

When he says fast asleep with a puppy on your lap, he breaks into a chuckle.

How typical. You fell asleep exactly the same way in his room with a two kittens on your lap last week.

He also takes a photo adding to his secret gallery 'MC + pets'. It's top secret.

Gently raises your head and places a pillow so your neck doesn't hurt when you wake up.

Decides to stay by your side and make notes for you till you wake up.

Asmodeus

Why isn't MC picking up his calls?! MC stop stressing him out, it's bad for his skin!

If you were planning to skip classes, then you could have joined him in a shopping spree instead.

Promptly starts a search for you by charming whoever he can. Creates so much fuss over a missing human.

Eventually Satan tells him and he finds you at home in deep sleep with a cute puppy on your lap.

INSTANT PHOTOSHOOT FOR DEVILGRAM!

He will literally set up the lighting and clean up the surroundings so fast and so noiselessly.

He secretly marvels at how much you've accepted Devildom as your own.

A three headed puppy doesn't even faze you, you love and hold it all the same.

Falls asleep next to you. Extra beauty sleep? Yes please.

Beelzebub

MC isn't in class? Perhaps they're in the cafeteria? He's usually lost in his own thoughts about what to have for lunch so he didn't notice at first

MC come back he needs to share his snacks. He even got your favourite pudding.

Almost sniffs you out like a dog when he goes home. He chuckles and smiles, as he sees you in deep sleep while the puppy lies on your lap, it's tail wrapped around your finger.

It reminds him of how Belphie used to hold Beel while sleeping when they were kids.

Carries you so gently to the bed, puppy and all and covers you up with a blanket. And he does it flawlessly cause he has had to do it with Belphie before.

Leaves your favorite pudding and school lunch all wrapped up on the table for you to have when you wake up.

Belphegor

He could tell MC wasnt in class cause he couldn't sleep well. He generally sat beside or behind MC, their presence gave him the better sleep.

Of course none of his idiot brothers know where MC is. Ugh. Why does he have to everything around here?

He goes straight home, he knows there is nowhere you like to be alone at school. And he is right when he finds you.

How can someone possibly look so cute when they're sleeping? He cups your cheek and runs a hand through your hair like you do to him when he's asleep.

Also that's a lucky puppy to be sleeping in your lap. He knows it's where he sleeps best.

Also takes a picture and sets it as his screensaver.

And then he gently shoves the puppy aside and rests his own head on your lap and falls fast asleep.

[artbyblastweave]

So on the subject of the last Batman post; the specific story I was thinking of, the one where Joker is having difficulties with his Landlord and that actually matters to him- I was thinking of Joker’s Millions, which was rather famously adapted from a Batman story from the interregnum period of the 50s and 60s, where, by editorial fiat, you weren’t allowed to take any of the ideas seriously lest Joseph McCarthy come sniffing around with a shotgun. Joker’s Millions had a serious emphasis on Joker trying to avoid public embarrassment- but, this was a recurring theme amongst stories written in that era, the majority of what the capes were doing were essentially elaborate practical jokes on each other, so it’s one more stupid run-around in the company of a hundred other stupid run-arounds.

 When you take the same idea and transplant it into the 90s series, though, it suddenly becomes funny and compelling. Joker cares about not looking like an idiot, yes, but here it isn’t just a function of being in a genre where the only thing anyone is doing is trying to make everyone else look like an idiot. For Hamill Joker, a hatred of being slighted or degraded is foundational, baked into his engagement with everyone else in the show. The same basic character trait fuels more dramatic and emotional episodes like Mad Love or Joker’s Favour. It’s how he gets beaten once and for all in Batman Beyond. It’s funny, but it’s also a logical extension of something specific to Joker’s characterization- despite the fact that the episode was adapted almost verbatim.

And! Independent of Joker’s neuroses, BTAS is a series that established there are real stakes to reputational damage if you’re a supervillian. Joker’s Favor came in the last season of the show, well after the downward spiral of more conventional criminal figures like Rupert Thorne, well after episodes like Almost Got ‘em where you see that the villains jockey for reputation amongst themselves. The episode hinges on the fact that Penguin- a smarter, more respectable supervillian- has leveraged his success to become a hub, someone really difficult to uproot. And, looking forward, Lex Luthor’s long term character arc in the DCAU was that his constant failures caused him to actually run out of money and credibility, at which point he was on the back foot for most of the rest of the series. There are madcap hijinks and acts of spectacular violence, there are fights with the heroes that have real stakes, but if you look like a genuine moron too many times, you lose your seat at the table. It’s still a verbatim adaptation of a schlocky 50s story, but the surrounding context of the show makes it work. One thing all my favorite superhero works have in common is that they pay attention to the coup-counting, the image-making and the internal power-jockeying within the superhuman community. In the fifties, that’s basically all that the stories were- endless fakeouts and superdickery and tit-for-tat and publicity stunts, and that makes it all petty and meaningless. A lot of modern adaptations do the opposite; they keep the world and the cast excruciatingly small, tamp down on the theatricality of superheroism even while making it visually bombastic, precluding the emergence of any kind of real dynamic over time (The MCU has been running in-universe for like 15 years and they don’t even have a supervillian community yet.) The best works do both at once; they present the superhero fights as having real stakes, but they also pay respectful attention to the insane theatre underpinning the entire thing, how that shapes the stakes of the meaningful fights, when it helps and when it gets in the way. 

(This isn’t just a roundabout way of saying you should read Worm, and watch Invincible, but it is also that.)