#can't decide if i want them /plat or if i want to BE them

[random-lil-illing]

save me mitchell... mitchell save me...

time-lapse under the cut :]

[illegal-heartbreaker]

The Nevermore Mom pt2 {Larissa Weems}

Summary: It's the last day of parent weekend and there are a few competitions which parents and children can compete in. Larissa becomes reader 'mother for the day'

Relationship: (plat)Larissa Weems x Reader x Marilyn Thornhill & Addams Family x Reader

Warning: none(??)

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Waking up to find yourself tucked into your bed was comforting especially after what had went down yesterday afternoon but the fear of having to face your family again was stealing the comfort away. Your roommate was most likely already down in the dining hall with their parents. Slipping on your uniform before making your way in that direction as well, the dread came flooding to your throat making you almost want to throw up.

Stepping into the hall was one of the hardest things to do but luckily Principal Weems had spotted you just as your mother had and they both were making their way over, Morticia oblivious of Principal Weems, but the other completely aware of the lady.

"My darling y/n, i am so sorry for last night. Please forgive me!" your mother had asked as she got to you first pull you into a suffocating hug without a second to wait.

"Morticia, how lovely to see you ignoring my words." Larissa smiled condescendingly, placing both her hands on your shoulders.

"But i'm glad you have met my daughter, Y/N Weems." trying to fight back a smile you look at your biological mother.

"Y/N you can't be serious! I'm your mother, let's go back to our family," Morticia pleaded, "Pugsley and Wednesday want to see you!"

"Mother, if they want to see me then they can come and see me but for now I'm good on staying here with my other mother." You say looking over at the rest of your family who were now looking at the scene going on by the door. At that, Larissa gently lead you towards the table that she had been sitting at with Ms Thornhill and the gym teacher who you had never bothered to memorise.

"y/n? there is to be a few family games later, and Principal Weems and I were wondering if you'd want to team up as two moms and a daughter for them?" your botanics teacher cuts through your thoughts.

"You'd really do that for me?" You ask in shock.

"Of course we would, no person should be alone on parents weekend." Ms Thornhill laughed, placing a hand on yours.

"Thank you so much!" you smile, just able to refrain yourself from hugging the both of them. Finally noticing that your nevermore mom had gotten up to address the crowd.

"Attention all students and family members, family games will start in 10 minutes down by the lake, prizes to be won." You watched your family get up along with the rest of the others, noticing that your brother had spared a glance at you which you responded in a small smile and a thumbs up signalling that you were alright and he should enjoy himself.

"Y/N, La- Ms Weems is going to meet us down there she just has something she needs to complete." Thornhill says standing up with you moments after. Nodding your head, grateful to have a few minutes alone with your 'third mother'. The both of you quietly walked down, every so often stealing a glance at the other. You were never close to Ms Thornhill, maybe because you didn't care for her listen and she wasn't your dorm mother. Turning around worried because your Principal hadn't of come yet.

"Ms Thornhill? Wheres Principal Weems?"

"Don't worry about her dear, she'll be fine but I've been asked to introduce the first game so I will see you in a minute." and with that you were left to stand by yourself in a sea of parents, gladly yours weren't anywhere to be seen.

"Welcome everyone to the first game for parents weekend, I hope you've brought something you don't mind getting wet because we've got a rowing competition. Each student will be with their family, there will be two rounds consisting of two people, so decide on who will participate-" Before she could continue you felt someone tap your shoulder, turning around you see a lady who resembled you but the red lipstick gave it away.

"Principal Weems? You look much more like me now." You wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, she had changed her hair to match yours and made herself just a tad more smaller to act as your Mother.

"Now no one will know who I am, lets go win this thing with Marilyn." She grinned over at Marilyn who was still talking but looking at the two of you trying to hold back a smile.

[thelunarsystemwrites]

You asked for it luv

*crack fingers*

Seriously though ily/plat and your ideas

So atm I'm currently building on my BittyBaker!Au, with a side blog to go with it. Atm I've decided I want these baked Bitties deliciously any flavour you can find them in.

This AU it's definitely Cookie Run Kingdom inspired, as I've made an OC sans to be the 'Witch'-- whom bakes these little decadent goods with the power of a mysterious patron. (Meee)

The OC I currently plan at first having him be really cold about the little snack Bitties he bakes, but eventually he'll have an entire Arc where he really gets into baking these guys with love and care.

Still though, he doesn't see them as much as baked goods that he can monch on and sell occasionally. (He doesn't understand that the GBA marks him as A Bitty producer, as he can't really think of them like pets.)

Anyways Lunar ilyy I hope you're doing amazing and honestly I want to hear what's in your noggin too!!

AHHH YES IM SO SO EXCUTED FOR THE BAKED BITTIES!!

I remember looking at the first post I saw of them and like AWEE he as smol as a cupcake!!

Also AWEEE I love when a character goes from cold hearted to a heart of gold!!

As for me, currently working on LemonareTale! Which is a post pacifist AU where Sans, Papyrus, and Frisk run a fairly successful lemonade stand! ^^

YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME TO CONTINUE IF YOU WANT!! :D /gen/pos/nf!!

Now I will eat your lore NOOOOMMM

[chaeinedup]

Cool with you

Pairing: Kim Junseo x reader; Summary: Cupid was sick of doing it's job, how come everyone gets to be happy. Everyone but him. It would take an angel to make him believe, he too, was destined to find his perfect soul. A/N: This is clearly very inspired by newjeans latest mv, with the concept of cupid (or eros) falling in love with psyche. Obviously this is gonna be a little different but that's the base. I hope you enjoy it!!

Every day it was the same old routine. Following your next "victim" making them have great luck in finding a partner. Obviously cupid can only do so much, he brings people together but if you need couples therapy, it's not his problem.

It's rare when his arrows become nothing more than a future story for someone to tell their kids, but it could very much happen. If you don't cherish the love you get don't expect it to last forever.

And that's part of the reason why Junseo no longer finds joy in his daily quests. He won't lie the first few times it was as magical to him as it was to the parties involved. But after seeing it go perfectly fine just for someone to ruin it, it was frustrating to say the least.

He'd give anything to be in their spots, he wishes he could experience the so called "love at first sight", he wishes he'd go to sleep thinking about the one he loves and nothing else. All of this caused a sort of indifference towards all humans, how could a species be so self entitled, bragging about how much they evolved when they can't even listen to someone else's heart. Selfish pieces of flesh.

There he was, witnessing yet another breakup before his eyes. It was so common he thought he was getting used to it. But he can never get used to the feeling of disappointment and the hole it leaves on his chest.

It was clearly time to go pick another human in hopes they would be a little kinder than most. That's when he saw you sitting at a coffee shop, enjoying your sweet morning tea. A slight change for once, usually the prefered beverage is bitter black coffee, very reflective of some personalities. You were accompanied with a friend chatting about silly little things, another dissimilarity. Normally most people gossip or complain about every little thing. You intrigued him so he was for sure going to be your shadow for a while.

Once you were done with your errands for the day you decided to go home, taking a very curious boy with you. He knew this went beyond his obligations but you were mesmerizing, absolutely breathtaking. He had only heard of people like you in books and movies that previous patients spoke about. He never thought those were inspired by real people, but there you were proving him wrong.

Your nights consist of the same pattern of events, prepare dinner, shower, skin care and a nice movie to fall asleep to. Simple is the best. And Junseo couldn't agree more, he sat near the sink admiring every inch of your beauty, the way you were singing your lungs out while toning your face. He couldn't help but smile.

He was having more fun with you than he ever did by playing matchmaker.

Thankfully you couldn't see him or hear him but these are the times he wished he wasn't invisible. He wants to join you on this little karaoke session while the pasta cooks, hold your hand to spin you around, kiss you all over till your giggles bring him to a stop.

The timer went off signaling it was time to dig in. You carefully transferred the tiny pot onto the unused stove top, preventing it from cooking it longer than planned. As you were platting your food, he looks amused, pleased. It's capellini, also known as angel hair pasta. He couldn't lie, this was starting to sound a lot like destiny. Which is another nickname most mortals have for him.

You made him believe in things that weren't real, that's how special you had become.

Cuddling with your pillows you made yourself comfortable, anxiously waiting to watch "letters to juliet". Meanwhile loverboy, quite literally, sat at the end of your bed watching your every move. Somehow you look better than when he first saw you but that was never a factor he cared about. Your energy was enough to convince him you were worth his time. One smile on your face to put another on his.

Mid movie your eyes had quit on you, succumbing to the tiredness. Slowly, as if you could wake up due to his action, he made his way to the side of the bed, wanting to be as close to you as possible.

Your breaths were soft and gentle, just like your heart, just like every part of your being.

He wanted you to know, even if you actually had no way of communicating with him, that from now on, you're stuck with him.

"I want to devote myself to you, in hopes one day our souls may actually find a way to exist as one. So here lies my promise next you, taking my place so no one else will."

[retphienix]

(a lot of) Oberon stuff

I decided instead of using my stockpile of forma for farming more kuva and tenet weapons for mastery rank fodder, I'd dump them into oberon because...I mean, why not

tbh, I just kinda like them. They were one of my first faves years and years ago and I haven't really touched them in years because, surprise surprise, they are/have been/continue to be kinda "mid" as power creep and buffs have spread to other frames.

AT LEAST for a layman player. Some tuber with maxed arcanes and 30k plat can probably post some build claiming Oberon is the best because he can't die, as if the arcanes aren't doing the heavy lifting lmao.

Despite that, they have always been my favorite support frame on an aesthetic and conceptual level, and I've always been annoyed that the druid healer frame is pretty much the worst healer in the game with Trinity spamming free full heals with free DR, Wisp being BUSTED (love her), and now Citrine just casually giving everyone free DR- HoTs as a passive- and orbs (also LOVE her).

ANYWAY, I sat down and theorycrafted some stuff, I was THIS close to putting my stockpile of umbra forma into him and just making him a pseudo tank that kept up phoenix renewal (maybe another day, and a second oberon prime lmao because I'm not overwriting all my hard work).

The plan was to basically push his armor and health to the extremes and just kinda, exist. Okay, saying it out loud sounds boring, so I'm glad I didn't do it, but I did really want to push his power strength high as hell while tagging on Primed Flow and some basic eff/duration to keep renewal going alongside all the beefed defenses.

I deleted that build idea so here's a mock up that's clearly inaccurate since it's lacking the flow etc but that tasty Effective Health was the goal (I'd have definitely used some staples like rolling guard etc instead of like gladiator resolve):

At the last minute I decided to do some browsing for other ideas and I came across some niche steel path gimmicks abusing quadratic scaling from ragdolling enemies interacting with his Reckoning augment.

tl;dr, stack enemies, use reckoning augment, silly funny extremely good things happen.

Now at first I figured the build just wasn't for me, but the more I thought on it, and the more I tweaked it for my own enjoyment and not just copying the max/min setup, the more it sounded interesting to try.

So I did it.

He's not done just yet, obviously. No subsume because the intended subsume is Gyre's to grant better energy economy and abuse the whole "ragdoll + reckoning = broken" thing, so I'm not even utilizing the interaction yet.

Also few shards, needs more shards.

Also it's still a work in progress- I'd like to toss on at least 1 go-to survival mod on him, but I haven't decided what I want to axe to do that. I'm thinking rolling guard for more leeway since he's shield gating (my first real build to abuse the mechanic) but figuring the values out on this build was tight enough without thinking "Oh, one more mod!" so we'll see. He can currently survive just fine in steel path content owed mostly to the CC of the mass radiation, tbh, and that might not even be an issue if the gyre interaction works out to just making everything too dead to hurt him in the first place. We'll see.

But the gist of him, as he currently exists, is pretty simple.

He nukes with his 4 and uses his 2 to ignore status / the need for primed sure footed on steel path builds.

The augment for his 4 is fucking fantastic thanks entirely to it scaling off range.

Too bad this patch note isn't right and it's still bugged and can revert to the 3m starting range whenever it wants in online content :/

Regardless, I mostly wanted to ramble on the short design journey on making this new build because the mid-point-result has been EXTREMELY fun to play lately.

Sure, he's not getting much use out of his renewal, and he's not enjoying the silly fun of smite infusion, and he's lacking some core parts to his build (that subsume is like 2 days out), BUT! As is, as a max range shield gating nuker, he's having a lot of fun. You know, when warframe doesn't decide to remove the range mod effect for no reason.

I honestly hadn't ever thought of making him into a nuker before, so mostly the novelty is making it fun.

I have only ever tried making oberon a mass CC gardener who keeps renewal up for that armor bonus, or a mass healer with eff/duration to allow it, or a smite infuser to assist groups with being weapon platforms.

Nuker never appealed to me because his 4 never appealed to me, his 2 and 3 were my faves and his 1 (with augment) was a simple radiation buffer.

Using his 4 so much and to such great effect is honestly just fun lol

Good stuff.

[runwhileyoucan]

 nice and not accurate things i want to see in good omens season 2 

Yeah, it's my wish. I don't care if it doesn't make any sense.

 All the fic writers out there go and use this. But Please tell me if you do. I wanna read it.

CW：angst

・if i don't get the angstiest tropes i might cry. What if neil does the 5＋1 time trop. I cry and Laugh. I can't handle this. Or myself.

・Yes please give me Crowley with long hair because I want it. Long hair Crowley moping around a shirt that he's been wearing so much it's started to crise, yes. Give it.

・I won't Gabriel and Belzebub to be living in Scotland, nere the pub and they invite Crowley for Christmas and easter.

・Crowley, please watch all Richard Curtis films on loop for 50 hours. Please

・As we confirmed Doctor Who exists in this universe, I want David Tennent and Crowley to meet. Just pass by him or something. Please lord.

・like Crowley being bored and gets super into dicter who.

・and he goes out to find david tennent.

・if i don't get muriel and Crowley's family dynamic i might not survive this shit.

・Crowley has long hair and muriel plating it for him, but they mess it up so Crowley teaches them how to plat hair.

・I want Crowley to go to space. I don't know, run into the sun and burn your wings I guess.

・I have this horrible idea that how much attention he's giving to the plants is how much attention he's giving to himself. And how he treats himself.

・Like season 1, he shouts at the plants threatening them so they grow better, but in season 2 there's that one plant that has a spot. But he's more relaxed so he doesn't get rid of it. 

・If s3 opens with Crowley surrounded by dead plants, i mait just not.

・I won't Crowley to have a massive ass grean house in this cottage. Please.

・I can't decide if i won't Muriel to eat food. Like it's in the grey zone. It would be super cute if Crowley, azi muriel went out to eat and stuff but also, muriels an angel.

・you know what I'm scared of?

・when s3s are going to be set in. A few years like s2? Or like right after. I'm scared. send help.

・i think if you know this we are in the same bout… give us demon summoning flash backs. I want it official. Give us the demon Crowley era.

・hehe demon Crowley gets saved by azi haha

・I want more Crowley with angst. Now. 

・Crowley just going into snake form because he can't be bothered to be a human

・keeps on analysing why the confession went so wrong and muriel, because they watched the whole thing keeps telling him its not his fault

・Crowley is going to his dark hair era because I want it. Go full emo. Please.

・I want Crowley to just never take his sunglasses off. Antill he sees azi. It's cute. And sad.

[mrsmarlasinger]

Actually. What the fuck do I do with this fucked-up new post-antibiotic tolerance.

Last time I robotripped I took the equivalent of 525mg HBr and got obliterated in a good way. Now I think it's even lower than it was when I first started with 150mg and 225mg was enough to get me blitzed.

Buuuut I was mildly tripping for a couple hours earlier, so theoretically my tolerance on Friday night should be higher than it was tonight, because the first time I ever decided to take an eight-week t-break, it was because I took a huge dose (for me at the time) only six days after hitting third plat and scarcely even felt it. You can jack up your tolerance so so fucking fast if you don't respect the substance.

So what the hell? I thought about doing 225mg, because that was a nice strong starter dose for me. I thought about doing 300mg, because that was my perfect dose when my tolerance was mid. I thought about significantly extending my t-break. Even if I were to extend it, though, it wouldn't help at all because maybe by then, my microbiome will have healed some, but even if I tolerate other things more normally, how will I know how I'll handle a full-blown robotrip?

And it is the antibiotics. I'm certain of this. The only other thing it could be is my worsening eating disorder, but I haven't lost that much weight. And my weight has easily fluctuated 10–20lbs up/down throughout the past year, but it's never affected my tolerance to things very much.

So I'm in totally uncharted territory.

Goddammit goddammit goddammit. I have lost my control over a substance that I regulate for myself very tightly. I do not want to get into one of the OCD thought spirals I always have about dosing and spend hours crunching numbers and writing up timelines because I'm so scared of being unsafe.

My thing is, with my addictive personality and my family history of addiction—as well as my concern for my brain health, and also the fact that I don't just wanna get fucked up, I want to have a safe, interesting experience—I like to tread very carefully with drugs. I don't trust my instincts or desires. Even the risks I take are researched and calculated.

So I hate this uncertainty. It makes me feel out of control, and I can't handle that with substances. I track all of my usage no matter how slight and regiment my behaviors. I claim to do things "for the hell of it," but in actuality I'm planning and reasoning them out hours or days in advance. So what do I do when I don't even know HOW to regiment my behaviors?

I can't figure out how much to dose and I'm worried.

Marla is having an issue. Don't even worry about it!

[juniper-simblr]

Thornton Household - Year 2 - Spring

I can't believe we're at the start of the second year. The Thornton's has done really well for themselves and have moved into the mayoral mansion, Samantha is the mayor of Marigold and Elliot is the towns tailor.

I've decided to do ROS at the start of every household to mix things up a bit. This time around there was no major event. But both Sam and Elliot took one day off from work.

Both of them got a little makeover now that they're halfway through adulthood. It seemed appropriate, although I will miss having a mayor with an alien choker. x)

They spent their "sick day" going to Elliot's Boutique to tend the business. Barbara (the review lady) went by and gave them a good review!

Back home they were greeted by their new neighbors. Samantha hit it off with Sofía Delgado. Being a popularity sim, Sam always loves meeting new people, so her aspiration bar went straight to plat.

Just a little bit of cooking in their grand kitchen. <3

Samantha goes to Ahmir's Pet Supplies because she has the want to get a pet..

Little Daisy is added to the Thornton's household. <3 Violet is really excited to have a playmate- don't really think Daisy feels the same.. x)

[hareofhrair]

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤❣️💔💗 :>

PFpfpfpf I think that's cheating but okay! This is going to be long as hell, so buckle in!

❤️ How much does romantic love mean to you?

"H=onestly, n=ot all that much. I think it's plenty imp=ortant in general. R=omance is beautiful, and inspires beautiful things. I l=ove r=omantic gestures, and tha thrill =of r=omance as a c=oncept? But actual c=ommitted r=omantic l=ove aint all that significant ta me pers=onally. N=ot sure I can even d=o r=omantic l=ove if I'm perfectly h=onest. Aint happened s=o far. Even if I c=ould, aint really c=ompatible with my way =of life, and I can't imagine ever feelin s=o str=ongly ab=out s=omeb=ody I'd give up travelin."

🧡 How much does familial love mean to you?

💛 How much does platonic love mean to you?

"g=onna just c=ombine these tw=o, since tr=olls d=ont really d=o genetic family. I think plat=onic l=ove and ch=osen families are incredibly imp=ortant. Tha m=ost imp=ortant! N=othin m=ore beautiful than tha b=onds we f=orm with pe=ople because we decided ta care ab=out em, n=ot cause we're gettin anythin =out =of it, but just because ya need each =other. Tha l=ove =of true friends, tha l=ove =of a c=ommunity fer =one an=other, that shit gets me straight up misty in the eyes. L=ove seein f=olks c=ome t=ogether. Tha pr=oblem with r=omantic l=ove, =or at least tha way m=ost f=olks d=o it, is it cl=oses ya =off fr=om =other f=olks when it sh=ould be d=oin tha =opp=osite. But if y=ou make a friend, and they g=ot =other friends already? that just means y=ou g=ot a bundle a friends fer tha price a =one! I g=ot mad heaps a plat=onic l=ove fer tha friends i have all =over, and fer any=one what c=omes ta me reachin =out, needin a hand."

💚 Are you in love right now? With whom? (Be as specific or vague as you would like)

"Sure am. I'm in l=ove with tha w=orld. With tha c=ol=or a sunrise and tha silver wind =over tha grass and tha smell a tha forest and tha feelin a rich s=oil between my t=oes. I'm in l=ove with all tha pe=ople i meet, and all their little w=onders and idi=osyncrasies, and all tha ways they l=ove each =other. I'm in l=ove with their s=ongs and their st=ories, and h=ow they'll make art =outta any damn thing they can lay hands =on, h=ow they can't st=op makin art. I'm in love with tha way that rusty farmer calls the names =of his cluckbeasts and they c=ome runnin s=o he can tuck em in safe every night, because he l=oves them. I'm in love with tha little flowers that =olive carved inta tha handle a tha knife she uses ta gut fish, s=o even her killin is d=one with s=omethin beautiful, is d=one with l=ove in it. I'm in l=ove with tha =old mustard what let me sleep in their barn =one day when it st=ormed =out =of seas=on, and h=ow they didn't say a w=ord ta me except ta tell me n=ot ta steal anythin, but they br=ought me blankets against tha c=old, and they left a wind=ow =open s=o i c=ould hear tha music fr=om their radi=o all thr=ough tha l=ong day, even th=ough they must have had a puddle =on tha fl=oor fr=om all tha rain c=omin thr=ough. Because they l=oved me. They didn't kn=ow me fr=om adam, but they l=oved me all tha same. The way all =of us l=ove each =other, when we let =ourselves feel it. Can't d=o it all tha time. Hurts ta feel that much l=ove, specially kn=owin h=ow many are sufferin and h=ow y=ou can't d=o jack shit ta help. But ya g=otta remember it's there. L=ose that l=ove, ya l=ose everythin ab=out ya that's w=orth l=ovin."

💙 What kind of partner are you?

"Ha! Tha l=ove em and leave em kind."

💜 How do you show affection?

"I like ta take care a f=olks. Bring em what they need. If I d=on't like ya, ya just w=ont see me. If I do like ya, I'll find a reas=on ta be in tha neighb=orh=ood a little m=ore =often, and I'll never sh=ow up empty handed. I like ta bring practical gifts, but if there aint n=othin like that ya need, then it'll be little gifts and suchlike. Little things I f=ound a l=ong tha way and th=ought were beautiful and wanted ta share with ya. Everyb=ody needs beauty, always.

🖤 What is your sexuality/orientation?

"I d=on't c=ott=on much ta the idea a gender, and that makes =orientati=on a bit hard ta pin d=own. I like fellas, generally speakin, and f=olks what l=ook like fellas. Masc, I think is tha term, or butch as the case may be? Maybe? I d=on't rightly kn=ow tha terms. I =only kn=ow I like em big and beefy and hairy and r=ough ar=ound tha edges."

❣️ How do you flirt?

"=Often, and with=out a great deal a subtlety. I aint afraid ta ask fer what I'm after. I ain't im=olite =or crass and I kn=ow ta mind myself in mixed c=ompany an all, but I can assure y=ou, if I'm interested y=ou'll kn=ow, =one way =or the =other."

💕 Give a song that best describes how you see love.

There's two songs I want to put here- this one is nice and fits well and is probably what Shafan would pick.

But this one. Hoo. Okay. There's a reason this at the top of Shafan's playlist. I need you to listen to this with headphones. Get high first if possible, which makes it a borderline spiritual experience. Frankly, if you can, listen to it on spotify or somewhere the quality is better. If you're anything like me you will cry about it so be ready for that. I added this to Shafan's playlist in 2018 and it still fucks me up. It's important, okay??

💔 How do you face the end of love (breakups, being stood up, etc)?

"C=onsiderin I'm usually tha =one endin things, I feel pretty p=osatively ab=out tha end =of a relati=onship. I think pe=ople w=ould be a l=ot happier if they learned ta just end relati=onships that aint makin em happy anym=ore, =or even that are still makin em happy, but are gettin in the way =of s=omethin m=ore important. Relati=onships =ought ta be treated like experiences, I figure. M=ost =of em aint g=onna last that l=ong and n=one =of em last f=orever, s=o why d=o we act like they sh=ould? Embrace love as s=omethin fleetin, and marvel at every day that y=ou get ta experience that miracle again. Let it teach y=ou things, let it change y=ou. And then let it g=o. When it's run its c=ourse, instead a given in ta fear =of change =or fear =of l=onliness and taintin s=omethin that was beautiful with bitter feelings and anger, be grateful f=or what it gave y=ou, and h=ow lucky y=ou were ta have experienced it. And definitely d=o n=ot hunt tha pers=on d=own and set fire t=o their tent!"

💗 How much do you believe in love?

"I believe in l=ove m=ore than i believe in any =other f=orce in tha universe. I believe with en=ough l=ove y=ou can acc=omplish anything. I believe l=ove, f=or each =other and f=or tha w=orld, can save us, if we let it. And maybe that's s=ome sappy n=onsense and it aint practical, I kn=ow. If that l=ove d=ont m=otivate ya ta acti=on it's w=orse than useless. But still, I believe it. I really d=o."

[warriorsofsplatsville]

"I see Deep Cut got the news out..." Sandy switched off the TV.

"Yeah...I'd imagine Judd and the Turf War officials are gonna tape off the amusement park until they back off." Plat nodded.

Mirage bit their lip. "No....they plan on taking Wahoo World, similar to how my father tried to a few months prior. When all of the mess in Alterna started."

"How do you know?"

"....Gravitational Pull contacted us. They said that they had a huge load of eggs that they were processing to return to their families....and it's vanished."

"Vanished?!" Sandy gasped. "What happened?!"

"Wouldn't you know it, that 'anonymous person' that was helping with the return of eggs also vanished. They cut all contact with us. Except for..."

They pull out their phone, and play a voice recording that Dal had sent them. A raspy voice, almost similar to Mr. Grizz's spoke.

"...I've sent those eggs to your enemy. They needed it for their machines. I think you'll find that this invasion does in fact, concern all of you. LJ, signing off."

"U-Unbelievable!! I can't believe they'd do that!!" Plat exclaimed, visibly angry.

"LJ....I feel like those initials are so familiar, and yet...." Sandy mumbled.

"Whoever it is, this 'LJ' just kidnapped a bunch of children and sent them to the rebel Salmonids." Mirage grimaced. "Something tells me the two struck up a deal, and the price were those golden eggs."

"Why...?"

"Because they're trying to force conflict."

The three turn to Cruesa, who had a visiting Minu beside her. She looked...dead serious.

"Look, I don't know why, but these Salmons are...very familiar to me. They favor savagery and foul play." She explained. "They WANT you to go after them to retrieve them. It's a clear trap."

"Cruesa...how do you know about that? Is there...something you're not telling us?" Sandy tilted her head.

Plat decided not to beat around the bush. "Are you a rebel Salmonid, Cruesa?"

"H-Huh? No! I wouldn't know the first thing about them, I swear..." She took a few steps back. "And yet...the scent, their tactics, it does feel so...familiar."

"Just tell us the truth! Are you with them?!"

Mirage shook their head, approaching Cruesa and turning to face Sandy and Plat. "No, she's not with them. I believe her."

Because she's with Tara. They thought. But they aren't ready for that just yet.

"Mirage, are you s-"

"Yes. So instead of pointing fingers, let's devise a plan. Because I have a sneaking suspicion on how they'll invade, and what that could spell for Wahoo World and Inkopolis."

Sandy and Plat hesitate, before nodding their head.

Cruesa frowned at Mirage. "Why did you come to my defense...?" She whispered.

"Because you may be an enemy, but you're not that enemy." They replied. "C'mon, Minu, let's discuss strategy."

"M'kay." She huffed, walking to the three, who gathered around the table.

Reluctantly, Cruesa joined them.

[katedoesntexist]

Been having weird dreams lately

I was really angry at someone so i flipped the folding table they were sitting at and threatened them to never come back

We decided to have the wedding in our back yard and people were parking on the grass. There a plywood shed my partner built so he could play video games.

i tried to plat clair de lune on piano but could only remember the first few notes (and yes i did actually remember them correctly, its kind of like spelling/reading in a dream, people think you can't do it but you can)

Had to tell a coworker the requirements for the ticket i wanted them to work on. I also remembered this accurately even tho it was a dream.

I was at the college library w my partner and he had to print something, which was a huge hassle.

Very briefly dreamt about a movie version of a blorbo, and it was such a terrible portrayal i wasnt even sure thats who it was supposed to be.

[anotheraccountonthisapp]

My buried avatar:

Mkay I know it looks a mess but like in my head it makes sense and this is for me so yknow! Link to picrew at the bottom if ya want to skip my rambling explanation:

Hair - brown is a constant them bcs dirt. I felt like the plat look like it was gonna strangle them if that makes sense? So I was like oh cool

Earings - lock and key. Do not Open coffin. You see where in going?

Mask - trouble breathing. Helps with ventilation. You underground and there's lots of dirt? Wear a mask :D

Gem shards - represent the rocks and also it's clustered. The Avatar purposefully has a lot going on. There's also done coming out of their mouth like how Daisy said it got dirt in her mouth etc

Hands - well yknow choking and stuff

Money - the Buried is often associated with financial burden

Overalls - frankly it just reminds me of ppl like miners who are underground so

Eyes - messed aroumd with them a bit. Was gonna make them scared or like looking up but didn't really fit the vibe. Decided to go pitch black bcs like They can't see shit

Flowers - again. Clustered. Plus the Buried = dirt = flowers

Dirt falling + on shoulders is pretty self explanatory

Yea so idk. Looks funky but was fun to make :D

PICREW:

[littleoddwriter]

Forgive me for how odd this sounds, but could you write the Riddler with a GN! s/o who’s like Edward Scissorhands in terms of looks and personality? This literally came to me because I remembered they both have the same first name 😂

Your Beautiful Scars | Edward Nashton/The Riddler x GenderNeutral!Reader | Mild Dark Fic

Hey there! Gosh, nothing odd about it, if you ask me. In fact, I love this idea a Lot! So thanks for sending me this request, I really hope you like what I've done with it. This actually ran away from me the second I started writing, so- :') <3 [Also, I hope by "looks" you only meant the leathery-gothic look and perhaps even the scars he's got, because that's what I went for, fjhsfhsj, rather than giving them scissorhands as well.]

summary; Edward becomes obsessed with you.

notes; Gender Neutral!Reader; (Mild) Dark Fic; Scars; Past Abuse; Reader is also an Orphan; Insecurity; Falling in Love - in a twisted sense mostly; Obsession; Stalking.

Taglist: @gnrlkenob @plat-the-cat Reblogs would be appreciated, thank you!

The first time Ed saw you was in the coffee shop he always goes to on his way to work and when he feels like it on his days off. You captivated him immediately. Something he deemed a hard feat. After all, nobody in Gotham ever caught his interest. Mostly because he knew they were all bad people, that he was better than them. At heart, no one in Gotham was good or innocent. Everyone had blood on their hands in some way. He knew that by now. After having asked himself over and over again what he did wrong to deserve what has happened to him, he's finally come to realise that it wasn't his fault, but that all those corrupt elite were responsible for his lost youth.

And yet, despite knowing all of this, he couldn't help but stare at you when he first saw you. You didn't even notice his eyes on you. Or if you did, you didn't make that obvious at all. There was just something about you that immediately caught his eyes, his interest, his desire to learn more about you. Perhaps it was all those scars that he saw on your face. He could only guess that there were far more beneath the tight leather suit you wore. Truly, you were a sight to behold. Others might have found your scars and outfit to be intimidating or a complete turn off, but not Ed. No, he yearned for learning where the marks came from, why you looked the way you did. If you had scars just like he did. Inflicted by the bad and corrupt people of this city.

When you left the café, his eyes followed you until he couldn't see you anymore. It left him wanting for more.

Luckily, he saw you again only two days later.

And then again, and again.

He learnt more and more about you, the more often he saw you. He knew your favourite drink and your favourite pastry. It was always the same thing. He knew that you were soft-spoken and far too polite for all those disgustingly horrible people around you. They didn't deserve your kindness.

Then, one time, on his day off, late in the afternoon, he finally didn't hesitate anymore and actually decided to follow you to wherever you were going, as you left the shop.

He kept a good distance.

Eventually, you pulled out your keys and turned right, going inside of an apartment building. He waited a few seconds and caught the door just before it fell shut. Quietly, he followed you upstairs, seeing you enter your apartment just as he reached your floor. He walked over to your door and took photos of everything with his phone. Now he knew your name, your address, your apartment number, and he knew where to deliver his next card to.

Edward was sure you'd love it.

What costs nothing but is worth everything, weighs nothing but lasts a lifetime, that one person can't own but two can share?

That was the riddle he chose for his first card for you. Perhaps it was a little too forward. But he loved you already. He wanted you to know that. And if you answered and were just as kind as you always were, wasn't that a good sign? You were meant to be with him. He could feel it.

He watched your reaction to receiving the card through your window. He had it all planned out. And it worked out perfectly.

You went through your mail, looking bored out of your mind as you did. That was, until you've reached his envelope. Handwritten and delivered by hand as well.

Gingerly, you opened it, read through it a couple of times, and raised your head in thought, a cute expression on your face. Ed was so happy that he was able to wipe that bored expression off of your face. He was right for you. He was meant for you. You only had to see it, too.

A smile stretched across your lips and you mouthed the word 'love'. The correct answer.

You were absolutely perfect to Edward. This only proved it.

The next time he saw you at the café, he gathered all his courage and walked up to you.

"Hey, uh, I'm Ed. Edward Nashton," he greeted you, hating the way he stumbled over his words. He already felt embarrassed. He wanted to impress you and this was not how it was supposed to be.

"Oh, hi! I've seen you around here a lot. So it's nice to finally put a name to your face," you smiled at him, "My name is Y/N."

There was silence for a split second. He was caught up with seeing you smile like that and hear your soft voice. All directed at him.

"Would you like to sit with me?" you asked, then.

He could only nod, too star-struck by your gentle nature.

Edward sat down next to you at the counter, taking a sip from his latte to stall.

"What do you do for a living, Ed?" you inquired with another gentle smile, attempting to get a conversation going.

"I'm a forensic accountant. It's pretty boring, I know," he chuckled awkwardly, "What about you?"

"I'm a hairdresser, actually. Not quite as boring as an accountant. Although people like you are very important, so don't let anyone tell you otherwise, yeah? Also, working in forensics is pretty cool either way!" You laughed softly, the sound being absolute music to his ears.

After that, the conversation flowed pretty smoothly.

You even told him that you'd received some sort of card with a riddle written in it from someone you titled as your secret admirer. For a second, he felt compelled to tell you it was him; but he was pretty certain that he needed to be smarter about this and let this progress naturally first, lest he would lose you before he even had you.

When you told him about this, you had a smile on your lips, a dreamy look on your face, as you wondered who it could have been from. If it was one of your clients perhaps. You had a number of people in your mind. And you told him that you quite liked the mystery of it.

By the end of it, you exchanged phone numbers with him and told him that you were looking forward to seeing him again, which he returned in kind.

This was already working out far better than he had almost expected it to go.

________________

Months later, you had gone on several dates, and he's fallen head over heels in love with you even further. And lucky for him, you were also falling for him, just like he had known you would. After all, you were meant for each other.

The two of you decided to spend the evening at your apartment, which he loved. He found out so many things about you while he was there, taking photos of products you used, items you owned, and so forth, all so he could memorise them and provide for you when needed.

Ed's head leaned against your shoulder as you were watching some TV show he's never heard of but you liked.

Whenever you were at home and alone, you changed into more casual clothes, compared to your usual attire for outside. You wore a white, loose button-up shirt with its sleeves rolled up, revealing even more of the scars you had. He'd been right about them covering your entire body.

"May I ask where your scars come from, Y/N?" Edward finally asked after keeping that question locked away inside of him for all those months.

He felt you stiffen beneath his head.

"It's nothing," you simply responded, sounding hollow. He hated that tone.

"Clearly not," Ed retorted.

"Ed," you warned him softly as ever.

"I'm just curious. Your scars are one of the first things I noticed about you," he admitted gently, raising his head to look at you, "I think they are beautiful. No matter where they come from, they're gorgeous because they're yours."

Averting your gaze, you looked down on your lap.

"I'm an orphan. I was given to foster home after foster home, until one family adopted me. But, um, they weren't good people. They hurt me. A lot. As you can see. I don't know why they even adopted me if all they had ever done was hurting me, but I guess at least I had a home. I know most of the other orphans didn't ever find one," you explained eventually. Your voice was shaking. It was so quiet and soft, so broken.

Edward could feel the rage inside of him catching fire, bursting into a huge, roaring flame.

His story was so similar to yours. Only that he was one of those kids that never found a steady home.

"I'm sorry," he said, wrapping his arms around you. "I know what you've gone through. At least, for the most part. I'm an orphan, too. I just never found a family that wanted to keep me, though. I'm sorry they hurt you, Y/N."

In his mind, Ed promised to make things right for you. He would find out who your adoptive family was and he would kill them all in the most brutal ways he could come up with. They deserved it for what they had done to you. They should have never dared to touch you.

"I guess we were meant to be," you chuckled softly, attempting to lighten the mood.

Ed's heart burst with love for you at your words, dimming the rage he felt for a moment.

Yes, you were meant to be. And finally you had seen that.

At last, everything was going just right for him.

[joejoeba]

Aight bet-

Spill your thoughts on p.4. I need to know your thoughts on the characters, opinion on the story, literally a n y t h i n g to brainrot with you over pls

Here is my thoughts on the part itself bc Josuke and Okuyasu need a whole post to themselves lol also THANK YOU for enabling me also this is very long and rambly

Thoughts on part 4 Diamonds Don't Break Baby:

What i like the most about the part is how minor the conflict should feel, but doesn't, and how it keeps that feeling til the end.

Ok so part 1, we have Dio the super evil Vampire and his huge army of minions, and only super sunlight powers can stop him.

Part 2, super EXTRA evil MegaVampires that will dominate the world, sunlight powers aren't enough, only hypergenius Joseph can stop them.

Part 3 oh fuck it's DIO again but capitalized now, and he's even stronger now and there's Stands involved and only Jotaro with his Star Plat- you get it. High stakes throughout, every villain needs to be a worldender to challenge our incredibly strong protagonists!

Part 4 is... a serial killer in a single town, targeting only young women with nice hands. Comparatively, it doesn't matter on the same grand scale; it'd be tragic for the families if women kept disappearing, but it hasn't garnered specific attention thus far, and it's not as bad as Dio murdering infants or what have you. Should be boring!

But it's not, BECAUSE;

Part 4 is way more slice-of-life than the other parts and it really works in their favour (though it deeeeefinitely has pacing issues). Yeah it IS only this one specific small town that's at risk by Kira, but we get to SEE the town through the episodes and get to know it more as a community. I don't want bad things to happen to this small town because its very charming and I like the people that live there and the fun adventures they have. I couldn't care less about the Island in part 2 (Air Supplena?) or Jotaros home town, but Morioh becomes sort of dear to me throughout part 4.

The risk is also a lot more relatable, because I can't imagine an immortal world stopping vampire taking over my town, but I CAN imagine my best friend disappearing because some creep decided to stake a claim on her. It's "less important" than The Actual World, but not to *me* in this hypothetical scenario.

It's like if parts 1-3 were Avengers movies with respective protagonists (captain America, Iron Man, the Hulk is what comes to mind for the first 3 Jojos lol), part 4 is a Spiderman story. The first three are the Thanoses up to no good and it's very action oriented and less emphasis on downtime and character interactions, and part 4 is Spiderman and his best friends try to keep this one part of the city safe from a single elusive murderer.

The huge grand stakes Avengers movies aren't BAD, but I just can't get into them when i can't relate to the stakes as much (they were BARELY even friends dont get me started). I feel much more imvested watching Spiderman try to juggle homework and chores for his mom while he tries to defend innocents.

WHICH BRINGS ME TO;

THE PROTAGONISTS Josuke my beloved etc

I don't know what more to say really; Spiderman type hero! The previous Jojos (and some later ones) felt a lot like power fantasies, with how much stronger and smarter they are than their obstacles. Josuke is much less so (he doesn't even have authority over his bank account!). He gets to be goofy and have skewed priorities, and he gets a lot of help from his friends along the way. Being a flawed helps him be way more human (he gets it from his daddy, Joseph gets to be a loser too sometimes) and getting help lets us know other characters and root for them via Josuke.

Josuke also isn't, like, the lazer focus of his part, everyone gets a bit of spotlight! Knowing more characters properly makes the stakes a lot higher imo -like, I like Caesar, and Avdol and Kakyoin, but we BARELY got to know them as characters, terribly under-utilized, and therefore their deaths didn't hit as hard- what hit much harder was the reaction to their deaths. I started out hating Rohan, but when he sploded (unbeknownst to anyone) i was UPSET, because, i mean.... he's a part of the town!

It also helps when Josuke cares so much himself. His mom? Obviously loves her, in 4ad he lists her as a specific reason for his grudge against the protag-antag. Koichi? That's his friend! Josuke helps him with girl problems and has it out for Yukako for a while for how she acted towards him. Old man Joseph? Heck Josuke is probably pissed as hell, but from the first time they meet he STILL cares about his shitty new dad. Okuyasu? Well....you already KNOW-

Okay so another favourite part of DiU is Josuke and Okuyasu and their friendship, i mean OBVIOUSLY, i don't shut up about it lol. But lemme just-

Okuyasu follows a pretty standard Jobro script at first. He's evil, gets beat by Jojo, not evil anymore also they're friends. The difference to me is that after their initial meeting, nothing reqlly keeps them together except the fact that they enjoy each other's company. That's it! No trip to foreign lands or training together, just two dudes who genuinely like each other and want to spend time together. We don't really get to see that with most other duos, except Johnny and Gyro in a way (and Johnathan and Speedwagon? Mostly just Speedwagon lol). So in true jobro fashion, Okuyasu was going to die to further his Jojo in some way, which he did. EXCEPT, this is part 4, its Morioh! This is the season where we get to have nice things and hope pays off and love takes you higher and whatnot! This time we get a little miracle and Okuyasu gets to help save the day and be happy (and so does Rohan, and Koichi etc etc!), and THAT'S how I think the part sticks the landing. You invest yourself in the characters and the town and DiU in general, and it pays off and you get a feel-good happy ending. Part 4 was NEEDED for some levity, especially in between part 3 and part 5 (part 5 being a veritable fuckin tragedy). All the other endings (part 2 is debatable) are pyrrhic victory, but part 4 feels like you REALLY won and it's all worth it.

And during the final fight -bear with me this is corny as hell- it kind of feels like you're one of the background characters, part of the town? I wanted Kira to go down!! And when he DID go down it was thanks to group effort (and, eventually, it was a small part of the town that killed him! Fittingly!) Woo yeah, we did it! Kira's dead and you get to feel the joy of it, and I love the final shot of the boys squatting outside a konbini because I was so glad they got to return to their funky daily lives. What a bizarre summer!

It just hits a good spot of being like, relatable, not as bleak as Jojo can sometimes be, mundane (but not), and kinda nostalgic of being a teenager doing crazy shit.

Also the Great Days OP is just ACES

LET THE VOICE OF LOVE

TAKE YOU HIIIGHEEEER

[unsoundedcomic]

Hmm, I took Duane's expression at the time as him very much disagreeing with the other Plats' logic about Jon not being a 'lad' and only acting like he went with it because he didn't want to disappoint them.

Yes, he disagreed. But he said it anyway. He also disagreed with Lemuel burning the prisoner cart. But he said he saw the Crescians do it anyway.

As time passed, he started believing his own lies. He stopped thinking about Jon's death as a consequence of his own arrogance, stopped considering the awful things he'd seen Lemuel do in the army, decided to reframe it all as glory and adventure and national heroism.

Then his brain died, and the helpful self-delusions went with it. All that was left was the naked truth of reality. For whatever reason, his undead self can't delude its way past it all anymore. Now, he can either accept reality or he can go insane. Time to pick. No more masks, no more screwing around.

[spook-rambles]

when I say I wanna be the best there ever was. I meant it. Long post warning... tl;dr local man takes "perfect Pokemon" idea too far and spends several weeks learning to RNG manipulate his DS and plays the same DS game start to finish a few times in a single month

after my fateful full odds encounter with Rufus, the shiny wooper, I decided that I must have a shiny of every single Pokemon I love. Which I think is a well adjusted response. But the more time I spent breeding oddishes with the foreign ditto I realized that it would honestly be a true shame if I finally got a shiny and it had imperfect IVs! Or nature!

Turns out that the caliber of pokemon that would satisfy my need for perfection only show up for a few dozen moments in a given decade, and so I learned about RNG manipulation! Thanks to the in depth guide on Smogon I found a whole new way to waste hours for tiny incremental improvements!!

So. The perfect Pokemon. I start at the Smogon competitive guide and find which stats to match so I can find the seed in RNG reporter. For a Pokemon to be shiny it must satisfy a condition including the original trainer ID/secret ID (SID), so with a given save you only have access to a tiny subset of all possible IVs that are shiny.

Usually you can get around this by breeding, when IVs are assigned separately. You can hit one seed for the shiny PID with the correct nature, generate an egg, save, hit another seed, and then collect the perfect Pokemon!

This only doesn't work if:

1. Your pokemon is legendary/event only/gift only or

2. You have a preference on what ball it's captured in, or the original location, or for some reason the trainer ID (which can grant renaming rights pokemon with OTs that match) or maybe other things I haven't thought of?

Since perfect means perfect, I'm obviously in the both of those groups. The perfect oddish deserves a luxury ball, and would only be right to encounter in Ilex Forest. So! I need a new TID. I create a new ss save (may as well to complement my hg main save) with perfect timing at the very beginning to get the right TID. Several hours later I'd bred a shiny Absol and trained it to know mean look, false swipe, and thunder wave. Its IVs were random but still had good IVs from the perfect ditto. Only the best to capture the perfect Pokemon.

So then I was SO ready to go get the oddish, who I had already mentally named KIWI, only to find out I need a Synchronize lead (fortunately I had a ralts in my main save that was modest), two chatots to advance frames, and fittingly another oddish to attract it with sweet scent. After getting THOSE, I went to Ilex Forest in front of the shrine, sang like a hundred times with my chatots, and summoned. The motherfuckin kiwi.

And here he is!!!! 31/31/31/31/31/31!

Inspired and motivated by my victory, I finally beat the game (still hadn't best Kanto), bred and trained a perfect Garchomp (PUFF, M.D., which stands for magic dragon), and the perfect Dragonite to give an egg move to the perfect Garchomp. THEN it being the Christmas season and all I decided to do the same for @spookclimber who got me back into Pokemon in the first place. Their unsuccessful (😥) Rayquaza grind inspired my initial shiny hunting, though they eventually made the hard decision the progress in their emerald save.

I had my TID/SID for the Modest KIWI, but the perfect Rayquaza is Adamant. So! New save! New TID! A spreadsheet!!!

Green squares reach represent a possible save where you could encounter a perfect legendary of either nature it intersects. Blue is perfect special attacker; below 31 ATK in order to get the correct nature. I didn't check my work, but I think it's the same for below 31 Sp. Atk, like the Adamant Rayquaza. I guess 31/31/31/31/31/31 pokemon can only be Timid, Modest, Docile or Calm?

Yellow is useless because why not get two potential natures, and the black/white areas are mirrors of each other.

That informed the next bit. I compiled all the legendaries in plat/hgss and got what natures Smogon recommended, then consolidated them into 3 games with two natures each that only misses 3 pokemon for perfect (potentially, I only am trying to perfect things I want on my team).

So it was settled. The perfect Rayquaza was to be found in soulsilver so that it could have a twin perfect Groudon (who will set up for KIWI). So no problem right? Just reset, time the beginning, beat the game, beat the e4 again, beat red, talk to mr. pokemon, go catch (and time) Groudon, boot up hg, go catch Kyogre (perfect kyogre is later in the plan), trade that to ss, go show Kyogre and Groudon to professor oak, go BACK to the embedded tower, and time Rayquaza!

And so it came to pass that my longest and most satisfying hunt was completed.

Presenting the spook's well timed all natural perfect Pokemon certificate of authenticity for the god of all Rayquazas:

Game time is 19 hours in. Can't wait to trade him!