#every time i heard this audio i was like “bro that sounds a lot like javert�� but as a joke
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jazzyjuno · 5 months ago
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dog??? like dog-son of a wolf???
this took me 2 weeks but hii i made an animation meme
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saphiraarts · 6 months ago
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Chapter 6: The Secret Spreads and the Invasion of the Ghost Warden
Amity Park had become a center of paranormal activity because of the Fenton family and Vlad Masters with both of their portals. Regardless of the safety measures ghosts could find a way to bypass security systems. Especially if they were powerful enough to resist the materials utilized and break the locks. This time however both portals were locked in and sealed but there were hundreds of ghosts covering the night sky. Danny checked Vlad’s portal knowing the path in the Ghost Zone like the back of his hand but the gate was sealed shut. He flew back home and called Sam and Tucker.
“Are you guys seeing this?!” Danny called.
“Yeah I think everyone is in town,” Tucker said.
“And beyond forums are going haywire,” Sam said as she scrolled through freshing to read new comments. “I don’t think people can deny ghosts anymore. I am up in the attic to avoid my parents. They been on a new rampage. Probably will sleep up here.”
“Let me guess blaming my family?” Danny asked.
“Nailed it like my coffin,” Sam said. “Which will be my bed.”
“I don’t get how you can sleep in that. I need my bed and the music I downloaded,” Tucker chimed in.
“You mean noise?” Sam teased.
“You liked Talking Horse!” Tucker called.
“Rap is barely music,” Sam said. “Metal though? Top tier.”
“Danny help a brother out here,” Tucker said.
“I am a lost cause my music tastes are tainted by my parents from every decade they've been alive,” Danny chuckled.
“So from the renaissance?” Tucker laughed at his joke.
“Yeah you are too far gone,” Sam joked. “Too much Beach Boys and Dolly Parton.”
There was a knock on Danny’s door and he looked up from the video call, “Who is it!?”
Jazz cracked open the door, “I am turning on the ghost shield. Just wanted to let you know.” Jazz said. “Mom and dad won’t be home tonight. She said they will be out camping in the RV while on the hunt.”
“Ah okay,” Danny said.
“How does waffles sound for breakfast tomorrow?” Jazz asked him.
“Sounds good, can I get back to my friends now?” Danny asked.
Jazz nodded, giving him a smile, “Don’t be up too late.” She shut the door slowly to try to not cause an audio disturbance.
“Thanks mom,” Danny called to her.
“Can I sneak to your house for breakfast? I want to avoid my parents,” Sam asked.
“Yeah,” Danny said and he heard a whirring sound and he saw the green shield wash over their house.
Jazz sighed as she walked back to her room and she pulled out a recipe book she had flipping through it. “I’ll try this recipe tomorrow,” She said.
Jazz’s room was a mix of psychology books and cookbooks with some fictional novels and a lot of reference texts and biographies. She bookmarked it and went over to her notebook and pulled it out showing her research on ghosts. She had several books about ghosts now from various authors although one she noticed seemed the most accurate.
“These ghosts look like prison guards. But the eras are a bit all over the place. A distinct military look though and all uniform in appearance.” She noted as she wrote it down. “But why are they here?” She looked at the Fenton Peeler and she set her notebook down and put the ghost weapon in her backpack. “Don’t worry bro I will keep you safe.”
It was over breakfast when they were watching the footage of last night and Danny could see the prison uniforms that it dawned on him. He rushed to the phone grabbing it from its dock and rushed upstairs.
“Danny, your waffles and mini breakfast casserole!” Jazz called when he vanished.
Danny called Vlad’s personal phone and he paced in the hallway and when Vlad picked up he said, “VladIneedhelpghostshavecomefromtheghostzoneafterme!” He spoke so rapidly it was barely coherent.
“Daniel calm down,” Vlad started, which he knew it wasn’t a good way to start things off.
“How can I be calm?! I am in the middle of a ghost invasion targeting me! Anyone I know could be possessed!” Danny called.
Vlad drew in a breath, “Think Daniel. That is why I say that. Remember the camping trip your mother hunted me?” He asked.
“I still don’t know why you bought a haunted property!” Danny called.
“It is cheaper,” Vlad responded simply.
“Why are you being frugal? You have like all the money?!” Danny shot back.
“It is a good thing to possess even with all this wealth,” Vlad said. “But remember the belts?”
“But that’s no fun. How could I forget it almost killed me before I changed back,” Danny shuddered at the memory.
“I am sorry to bring that up but use them. Use them to protect people who are possessed. Use every tool at your disposal,” Vlad told him and Danny blinked realizing it would work. The belts would expel the ghosts inside people and he could hide the remote in his house! Protected by the Fentonworks Ghost shield.
“Thanks Vlad!” Danny said and he hung up and rushed to the lab. He grabbed the specter deflector and he put them in a fanny pack he found and rushed back up to the kitchen hooking it to his waist as he went.
The front door opened and their parents came home and Danny tensed with Jazz giving him a smile and Danny gave her a: what the fudge? Look in return. The morning was as usual their parents focused on their hunting and Jazz drove Danny to school. The moment the day started the student body was rushed off into an assembly.
Danny was in constant flight or fight and the two danced together in his mind like some twisted tango. He wanted to hide like everyone else but if he did everyone else would suffer and his friends and family? He shuddered at what would happen. Vlad was away on a business trip so it was just him. He flew back to Casper High to grab his backpack with the Thermos. He still had his fanny pack which Sam reminded looked ridiculous. They showed no signs of possession or being targeted so he still had the specter deflector. He flew through the halls when he heard voices changing back he showed himself. Dash had been acting strange all day since this morning like he was in agony and fighting himself.
“What plan?” Danny asked which caused everyone in the room to turn to him. Everyone who he realized was possessed.
Dash grabbed him but something happened. He held his head and he whimpered, “He-help.”
“I’m in control!” Walker’s voice called and Danny’s eyes widened. He never saw someone still be aware during a possession let alone actively fight a ghost. “Welcome to your personal torment. I will make you wish you were in the safety of my prison!”
Danny changed into his ghost form as Walker turned and threw him out the window and Danny couldn’t believe he was planning this. He turned intangible as Dash flew at him and tackled him and Danny blasted him off him. He would remove Walker and he flew off towards the city determined now. He couldn’t believe he was going to save his bully but not even Dash deserved that fate. Danny fought the other possessed people of those around him, knocking them out of the fight. It was him and Dash or Walker now and Danny was now locked in. He was turning his opponent’s clumsiness in their human bodies against them. Danny had a plan and he was being dragged down the side of a skyscraper. He braced himself for impact making a barrier around the pair as they impacted the car. He let out a cry and Walker smirked.
“That weakness won’t help you,” Walker said as he went to punch him.
“Guess again,” Danny said as he held his open hand to his chest and blasted out Walker. Dash fell against Danny. Danny changed back and quickly wrapped the belt around Dash’s waist turning it on. Danny winced as he immediately recoiled feeling the shock and fell back. Dash fell back with a cry and Walker flew up to Dash and he went to overshadow him but screamed being repelled.
Dash groaned and Paulina grabbed Danny, “Don’t forget about me! You can’t escape me!” She called flying through the air with him.
“Wha!” Dash called. He stood and he watched Fenton transform in the air when he was high up into the sky.
“I waited so long to hear a girl say that to me and I am just disappointed!!” Danny called and he blasted back Paulina and flew back down to Dash. “Run!” He called.
Dash stood there in shock. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks and Danny flew off when the others managed to recover. He had to reach home with the ghost shield and he hoped Jazz hadn’t turned it on yet. He rushed inside and flipped it on the ghosts hitting the wall with Walker amongst them who vanished from view. Danny was breathing heavily so glad he took training seriously. He then remembered Dash and what he most likely saw and he felt that panic rise up. There was no explaining it. He was breathing heavily as he lay there curled up. Eventually that anxiety was overwhelmed by his body’s desire to sleep and he passed out last time he knew it was 4 am.
“Danny!” Sam’s voice jolted him awake and he sat up with a cry.
“AAAH!” He called looking around and saw the Ghost Shield still up and he was relieved as he looked at Sam and Tucker who stood in the living room.
“What happened to you dude?” Sam asked, showing concern.
“What about us?! We took off Wulf’s collar and poof gone! Vanished,” Tucker told Sam. “Suddenly he started like dying and I was almost fried!”
“Danny looks like he has been hit by a car,” Sam shot back.
“I was thrown into a car from like 800 feet,” Danny corrected. “I managed to save someone from possession.” He said.
“That’s great! Who?” Sam asked.
“Dash,” Danny admitted.
“Why him?!” Tucker called.
“Because he was fighting Walker all day for control! Not even Dash deserves that fate!” Danny snapped back.
“Woah Jeez maybe he does though,” Tucker mumbled looking away.
“Hey you did the right thing as long as he doesn’t know right?” Sam asked him.
Danny nodded as he wasn’t sure how much he saw from his dazed state, “So what else happened besides Wulf?”
“Well,” Sam said and turned on the news to show the broadcast.
“I have to end this,” Danny said once it ended and he turned into his ghost form and he pulled out the specter deflectors, tossing them to Sam and Tucker. “I am tired of just taking what they are giving. Let’s take back this city.”
“Yeah!” Tucker called pumping his fist into the air.
“Technically a town but go kick Walker’s butt!” Sam told Danny as she put on the belt and so did Tucker and they watched Danny fly off.
Danny was glad it was over and things could go back to normal, well almost normal. It had been a week since Walker and his guards were expelled and Danny’s school life had been… happy. The popular kids didn’t bully him and Dash hardly talked to him. What was this?! Besides he also needed to collect the specter deflector anyway so after school he marched up to Dash. He had to be confident otherwise he would pounce.
“Hey I don’t know how you have one of the specter deflectors but I need it back,” Danny said holding up the remote.
“Oh yeah sure,” Dash said holding it and Danny disengaged it and Dash handed it back to him. No issue, no fuss, not even a twerp.
Danny narrowed his eyes at him, “What’s wrong with you?” He asked him.
Dash shrugged as he didn’t know how to really talk to Danny or interact with him about this. He had bullied his hero all year and well he understood now he had a lot on his plate and he just bullied him. A kid who was half ghost child of ghost hunters so he needed a break.
Danny blinked and he lost all of his color as he realized, “You… you know.” He whispered and Dash nodded.
“Yeah. But I haven’t said a word I swear. If I had, do you think Paulina would stay away from you and still call you a loser?” Dash asked him.
Danny looked at him, narrowing his eyes but he was still pale as a sheet, “Tell any one and I…”
Dash cut him off, “Maybe try a threat when you don’t look scared out of your willies. Your secret is safe with me Fenton. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.” He waved, turning. “I gotta get home.” he walked off.
Leaving Fenton at a loss for words holding the inactive belt in his hands.
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zephtheduck · 7 months ago
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Stuff I've heard at school: Part 16
P1: "As long as it doesn't bother the people with OCD then it's okay"
P2: "And who cares if your shirt comes undone"
My imaginary friend is Jeremy, what's yours? ADOLF HITLER!
P1: "Double it and give it to the next person"
P2: "Double your GAY and give it to the next person??"
P1: "Yeahhhh"
You're autistic AND gay! You're a nightmare to interior design!
I love Hozier! That funky little bog man has my soul in a chokehold
I fucking hate that felt-faced freak (about a French puppet pineapple)
My baseball playing dad snooped through my yarn
When two chairs love each other very much…
I don't wanna read French I have a headache. I don't wanna HEAR French, I have a HEADACHE!
*Teacher walks in wearing a Boston Bruins jersey, immediate sounds of booing*
P1: When I say skin color I mean my skin color (brown)
P2: can't really argue with that
P1: "I'm not going to give you the context, I'm only going to say one thing, FUCK women"
P2: "That's probably the right thing to say to the lesbian"
Ciel hasn't even entered the chat yet and we're using his name in vain
Pass the gauntlet or get cancer
Oh yeah, sorry I killed you, at least you're alive now
Yeah, you have to be a good classmate, and donate your liver
P1: "You should eat, oranges! Orange slices"
P2: "How is that going to help?"
P1: "The power of- the power of-"
P2: "The power of vitamins?"
P1: "The power of Asians"
First word, happening to be a bad one. Very first word of the day.
Bro got leukemia and dipped, like I never met him, my dad never met him
P1: "Give him a hot chocolate"
P2: "He'll die if he has a warm drink-"
P1: "Then give him cold chocolate??"
P2: "You mean chocolate milk?"
What is the up guys *arms crossed, peace signs*
P1, very aggressively: What does you law teacher tell you guys every day?!
P2: Have a good day, stay in school, don't do drugs
P1: And what did you do?
P1: I'm having a bad day, I've been skipping school, and I'm on drugs
P1: "hey white people"
looks of confusion at the one brown member
P2: I'm not white?
P1: Oh. well you're an honorary white. a half-white
P2: Half-white! I have partial rights now.
somebody in this hallway smells like tomato soup
give him a room temperature lemonade
nobody's gonna mug me for my glasses, they're from Walmart!
Art kid (derogatory)
If grandma is racist can grandma be racist on facebook
No it was music sent from GOD when I found the scorpion. It was telling me I was going to die
*Calmly listens to msub whimper audios in the middle of class, locked in on math sheets*
Singing Gaston in perfect key, loudly in the hallway
Maybe Saladfingers's autistic son
Hashtag free your mom
P1, a lot louder than he should have been: "The robot! saw the kid jacking off!"
P2, in a tired sort of quiet: "Yeah, that sounds about right"
P1: "My donuts dead"
P2: "What"
P1: "My milkshake is dead."
Donuts make me nut
If you do that one more time, I'm going to turn you into a pickle jar
Cross breeding turnips
P1: "I don't like how that's shaped. It's shaped a little too suggestivly"
P2: "It's a fucking radish"
Is vibrainium used to create vibrators? That's why it's called vibrainium
pp is irrelevant
I wanna eat your phone screen
I can change my gayness flavor
Dumbo, affectionately
P1: "What's up straights, gays and Asians
P2: That's crazy, what's up jew
You're out of your 'normal' pills (adhd meds)
*exasperated, after getting objected every other sentence during a mock trial * Can you just let me cook??
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smokeybrandreviews · 2 years ago
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Stay Woke
This topic is a little out of character for me but i ind of want to address it because I've been seeing it in the cultural discourse more and more. Is Ice Spice mid? The short answer is yes. She is very, very, mid. But, to be honest, so is the entire Drill scene. That type of rap is just bunk to me. Say what you will about my taste in music, i am old as f*ck so i get it, Drill is just the rap version of Dubstep and i hate that sh*t, too. Now, that’s just the genre I'm speaking about. Obviously, there are dope Drill artists. Couldn’t name them because i don’ f*ck with Drill like hat bu I'm sure here are great Drill Rappers out here. I’m sure her are great female Drill Rappers out here. Ice Spice ain’t one of them.
Credit here credit is due, this new joint she’s featured on is dope as f*ck. Boy’s a Liar pt. II is a PinkPantheress song and that sh*t slaps. It’s the beat for me. That mess reminds me of a solid Shoujo anime opening. Seriously, if you put that sh*t over the opening of Chobits or Nana, and it wouldn’t even feel out of place. Gorgeous production and PinkPantheress’ vocals compliment that sh*t perfectly. Even Ice Spice’s verse matches the music damn near effortlessly. Like, the song is a bop and deserves all of the shine it’s getting. That said, Spice’s lyrics are dog sh*t. They’re elementary. I’ve heard better rhymes from high school students. The song, itself, is a great f*cking time but that’s because all the components congeal into this sublime audio experience. Taking Spice on her own? Just judging her ability on that feature? Man, ma is trash and that’s kind of the running theme throughout her catalog.
She’s a pedestrian lyricist at best. I can’t even say her flow is dope because she ad-libs WAY too much. Look up the lyrics to Munch and tell me they’re good. Hell, the only reason Munch is a thing in the song, is because she needed to rhyme something with lunch. Bro, points for clever thinking but really? Munch? And that’s just the hook! The entire song is just juvenile rhyme schemes and uninspired punchlines. And it’s her biggest record! Munch is what put her in the spotlight! THAT sh*t is the hit that got her name out there, which is ridiculous because literally every other attempt, outside of the PinkPantheress feature, is worse! Bikini Bottom, No Clarity, In Ha Hood; All them, trash! There’s no hook. There’ no uniqueness to them at all. It’s all just derivative drivel so why is she getting such a goddamn push? Literally it’s because she’s light skinned and beautiful.
I’m so sincere when i say this: Ice Spice is a f*cking bombshell. Ma is devastatingly bewitching. Dummy thicc, redbone, with big eyes, big lips, wide hips, and little tits? Bro, that’s the dream right there, especially among black dudes. I watched my little brother’s friend group cannibalize itself when one of those was introduced. I get it. My chic looks a lot like Ice Spice but with a smaller but, bigger boobs, and a button nose. I absolutely understand the allure and so does she, apparently. She knows that she’s hot, ma tells you every chance she can get in her records, but that’s basically it. That’s all she ever says in her record. Her EP is filled with songs that sound exactly the same. Sh*t, dude, her entire marketing push, before Munch, was just her posting thirst traps on Tik Tok with promos for her singles. And the sh*t worked because she a certified baddie! But that doesn’t change the fact that she is, musically, lyrically, mid as f*ck.
Look, I'm not out here trying to despairing ol’ girl or change any minds. I enjoy Ice Spice, to an extent. She’s young s f*ck, only started rapping, like, five years ago, and has potential. I don’t think she’s anywhere near as talented as Doja Cat or Cardi B but ma can grow into that role as she develops her ability. If she develops her ability. The aforementioned Doja Cat has come a long way from MOOO! (B*tch, I’ m a Cow). She also leaned heavy into her dummy thicc, redbone-ness and look how far that got her. The difference being that Doja is actually a good rapper. Her content, lyrical prowess, and overall flow have a distinct feel to them but, at the same time, vary from song to song. She has content for days. Ice Spice needs to diversify like that. She needs to find HER voice and not just Generic Drill Chick. Until then, she’s another a mid rapper with a pretty face.
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smokeybrand · 2 years ago
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Stay Woke
This topic is a little out of character for me but i ind of want to address it because I've been seeing it in the cultural discourse more and more. Is Ice Spice mid? The short answer is yes. She is very, very, mid. But, to be honest, so is the entire Drill scene. That type of rap is just bunk to me. Say what you will about my taste in music, i am old as f*ck so i get it, Drill is just the rap version of Dubstep and i hate that sh*t, too. Now, that’s just the genre I'm speaking about. Obviously, there are dope Drill artists. Couldn’t name them because i don’ f*ck with Drill like hat bu I'm sure here are great Drill Rappers out here. I’m sure her are great female Drill Rappers out here. Ice Spice ain’t one of them.
Credit here credit is due, this new joint she’s featured on is dope as f*ck. Boy’s a Liar pt. II is a PinkPantheress song and that sh*t slaps. It’s the beat for me. That mess reminds me of a solid Shoujo anime opening. Seriously, if you put that sh*t over the opening of Chobits or Nana, and it wouldn’t even feel out of place. Gorgeous production and PinkPantheress’ vocals compliment that sh*t perfectly. Even Ice Spice’s verse matches the music damn near effortlessly. Like, the song is a bop and deserves all of the shine it’s getting. That said, Spice’s lyrics are dog sh*t. They’re elementary. I’ve heard better rhymes from high school students. The song, itself, is a great f*cking time but that’s because all the components congeal into this sublime audio experience. Taking Spice on her own? Just judging her ability on that feature? Man, ma is trash and that’s kind of the running theme throughout her catalog.
She’s a pedestrian lyricist at best. I can’t even say her flow is dope because she ad-libs WAY too much. Look up the lyrics to Munch and tell me they’re good. Hell, the only reason Munch is a thing in the song, is because she needed to rhyme something with lunch. Bro, points for clever thinking but really? Munch? And that’s just the hook! The entire song is just juvenile rhyme schemes and uninspired punchlines. And it’s her biggest record! Munch is what put her in the spotlight! THAT sh*t is the hit that got her name out there, which is ridiculous because literally every other attempt, outside of the PinkPantheress feature, is worse! Bikini Bottom, No Clarity, In Ha Hood; All them, trash! There’s no hook. There’ no uniqueness to them at all. It’s all just derivative drivel so why is she getting such a goddamn push? Literally it’s because she’s light skinned and beautiful.
I’m so sincere when i say this: Ice Spice is a f*cking bombshell. Ma is devastatingly bewitching. Dummy thicc, redbone, with big eyes, big lips, wide hips, and little tits? Bro, that’s the dream right there, especially among black dudes. I watched my little brother’s friend group cannibalize itself when one of those was introduced. I get it. My chic looks a lot like Ice Spice but with a smaller but, bigger boobs, and a button nose. I absolutely understand the allure and so does she, apparently. She knows that she’s hot, ma tells you every chance she can get in her records, but that’s basically it. That’s all she ever says in her record. Her EP is filled with songs that sound exactly the same. Sh*t, dude, her entire marketing push, before Munch, was just her posting thirst traps on Tik Tok with promos for her singles. And the sh*t worked because she a certified baddie! But that doesn’t change the fact that she is, musically, lyrically, mid as f*ck.
Look, I'm not out here trying to despairing ol’ girl or change any minds. I enjoy Ice Spice, to an extent. She’s young s f*ck, only started rapping, like, five years ago, and has potential. I don’t think she’s anywhere near as talented as Doja Cat or Cardi B but ma can grow into that role as she develops her ability. If she develops her ability. The aforementioned Doja Cat has come a long way from MOOO! (B*tch, I’ m a Cow). She also leaned heavy into her dummy thicc, redbone-ness and look how far that got her. The difference being that Doja is actually a good rapper. Her content, lyrical prowess, and overall flow have a distinct feel to them but, at the same time, vary from song to song. She has content for days. Ice Spice needs to diversify like that. She needs to find HER voice and not just Generic Drill Chick. Until then, she’s another a mid rapper with a pretty face.
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tender-rosiey · 4 years ago
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hi hi <3 back to request bc i just love your work!
could i request haikyuu boys reacting to their fem!s/o getting a phone call and a guy on the other line says “hey, you home alone?” or something along those lines. there was a tik tok trend where girls would get a fake ft call with a guy saying ^ to see how their boyfriends would react, i think i may be able to find a video if you want but i do hope i explained this well :)
❥ “Hey, you home alone?” Prank on HQ characters
Includes Oikawa, Bokuto, Tsukishima and Kageyama
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ᴀ/ɴ: i am glad you like my work, luv and this looks fun to write and I love these pranks a lot! hope you liked this luv 💕 also did my blog really go quack or is my stuff just getting ignored 👩‍🦲
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Oikawa Tooru:
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I would like to write a whole damn essay about how much I love oikawa but this is not our topic for today until now at least
SO, you felt bored and wanted to do something, plus oikawa has been free from pranks for far too long
That’s another reason why TikTok is your place to go for pranks
You saw said prank and wanted to do it since our lovely tooru has rather interesting reactions
So you set it up the sound and held your phone while your boyfriend is in the kitchen counter behind you preparing a snack for movie night
It was all fine and dandy until
“Hey, you home alone?”
You suddenly heard things stumble and your boyfriend was beside you in a snap with a frown on his face
“No she is not alone and in fact we are going on a date so you can just go FUCK YOURSELF— babe you are recording?”
You then smiled cheekily before bursting out laughing resulting in the blank stare and a pout from your boyfriend beside you
“Y/N, that’s mean, how dare you?”
However you didn’t expect your boyfriend to slam down on you and try and suffocate you with hugs
“Tooru get off!”
“No, apologize!”
He also peppered your face with kisses until you were sorry
You also posted the TikTok and it got more than 400k likes 👩‍🦲
And my favorite part is the comments so let’s start
Some of them were like
“LMAO THE SPEED HE GOT THERE WITH”
and “he is so pretty tho tf”
as well as “the kisses at the end were adorable tho lol”
Of course his ass was sticking out while peppering you with kisses so someone commented
“What a flat ass”
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Bokuto Koutarou:
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I personally believe that Bokuto would have TikTok and would know about the trends unlike the dumbass up there who I think would only stick to one side of TikTok
Bokuto likes diversity in everything and doesn’t like getting left out, once again it’s my opinion
So he obviously knows the trend and you know that he knows, so you got a video of someone with a voice he never heard
He had just came from training and entered the home with a big smile and greeted you with a kiss
And so as he turned his back to you he heard
“Hey, you home alone?”
Bokuto threw the toilet roll at your phone knocking it down
His hair then deflated and looked at you with a look that made you feel extremely guilty
“Kou, it’s a prank.”
He then crossed his arms and faced away pouting
Now how do we make up things to a deflated and pouty Bokuto Koutaro, the great captain of Fukurodani?
Hug him from behind and start kissing his cheek and face then tighten the hug, like you are doing right now
He starts to relax to your touch still being just a little petty
“Don’t do that again, Y/N; these pranks aren’t funny.” He said barely audible as he was trying not to break his pout
He then broke into a fit of laughter and turned to hug you cause I stand by word when I say bokuto loves physical affection with every fiber of his being
And you guys continued the day cuddling <3
Onto the comments:
“HOW COULD HE KNOCK US DOWN LIKE THAT”
“That aim tho”
“HE IS SO MUSCULAR”
“Can we buy someone like him?”
He also gave you a kiss on the cheek while the camera was filming
Cause ✨ AFFECTION ✨
And by the way
He told kuroo about this
And kuroo is planning a lovely prank to get you back for what you did for his bro 🥱
And kou doesn’t have any idea that kuroo is doing a prank even
Tsukishima Kei:
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BAHAHA
The fact that you thought this was a good idea is very humorous, however tsukishima has TikTok, but ,unlike Bokuto, he literally knows everything
And he knew the moment you kept staring at him with a smirk on your face that there is something up
Inasmuch he was patiently waiting for your time to strike
He however then heard kageyama’s voice say
“Hey, you home alone?”
Love, when I tell you he whipped his head so damn fast he almost snapped it
“Hey king why don’t you go stick your dick in a dirt hole instead, y/n is too good for you.”
Cue you laughing while replaying the recording of kageyama saying that same line three more times
Explaining to him that it was a prank took some long time cause tsukishima was being a petty bitch
“Keiiii, I told you I am sorry—“ “no.” “Please, talk to me!”
Maybe just give him a hug or threaten him with going to kageyama and he will hug you from behind
“Don’t do it again, or I will never forgive you.”
Of course you wouldn’t go off the hook so easily sweetie
Tsukishima Kei ,as Tanaka once said, never forgets to counter and take revenge
So you basically started a prank war and may god be with your neighbors
But y’all still gonna watch the movie you agreed on and gossip so 🙄
You even managed to make him put on a face mask which I salute you for by the way
He is a little disappointed in himself cause he already knew you were gonna do something but still was shocked or rather startled
And for the comments which are the loveliest
“Woah is his neck okay—“
“The GLARE HE SO MAD”
“So stubborn wow”
You showed kageyama his reaction and he almost burst out laughing instead just ended up smirking in an evil way
While on the other hand hinata was rolling on the floor having the best laugh of his life aside from the one after his first receive which I was very proud of him for
Kageyama Tobio:
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Hinata was low key gonna ruin it all
Why?
He almost laughed his way through the one sentence he was supposed to say
So your boyfriend was just doing his nails peacefully like the pretty boy setter he is until your dumbass decided to do the prank him while he was doing that
And so in the middle of his nail care session he heard the voice of his best friend say
“Hey, you home alone?”
You didn’t want to use the actual audio since when you guys cuddle he watched TikTok with you and basically knows the trends because of you
Unlike his senior who despite having TikTok doesn’t remember trends for shit
So you called his best friend and made him take part in this and sacrifice his being for a good laugh
Anyways back to him almost injuring his finger when he heard it
“HINATA BOKE WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM Y/N?!”
“BAHAHAHAHA I AM SORRY Y/N I CANT!”
He kept glaring at hinata through the phone and ended up hanging up on him and returning him to the “to serve at their head” list for the 37th time
He just looked at you and pouted unintentionally
“It wasn’t funny you know, you scared me.”
Aw
now make it up to him
“What can I do so you can forgive me then, Tobio?”
“…milk and cuddles.”
And so he got it what he asked for
Hinata’s funeral got scheduled 3 days later but he made it out alive so it’s okay :D
The comments were interesting to say the least
“Did he just do like oxen do? You know, the air from their nose when mad”
“THE NAIL; IT ALMOST BROKE NO”
“So pretty”
“I feel like the orange headed dude is gonna get his ass handed to him.”
He went to ask noya and tanaka for advice to get you back for what you did
To which they told him to ignore you for 24 hours
They also shared the idea because they heard oikawa and tsukishima talking about it separately
They also showed him their evil laugh
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Y yo a ti, Cas -segunda parte. Because of course Mexican Cas pulled us out of despair and can throw us back in.
Ok, so the last 24 hours have been a bit of a rollercoaster and now I have another post to write about how dubbing is made. Because I love Misha a lot, and I respect him but… the whole rouge translator thing just doesn’t jive with reality.
Now, first of all I want to make a disclaimer: I do not believe that there’s a conspiracy to keep Dean closeted and away from Castiel. That makes absolutely no sense, no matter how you slice it. Among other things, conspiracy implies intent, and I really doubt the CW, Warner Bros and everyone involved in the marketing choices cares that much. At most, I think that there was a misunderstanding of marketing/PR and now people are doubling down on trying to pretend it didn’t happen. But a conspiracy? Nope. This isn’t THAT important, and it would require a LOT of people involved to make things work.
Which is precisely why the rouge translator thing doesn’t work. Because you would need a conspiracy to MAKE Destiel canon in order for it to be real.
Second: As I write this, I still don’t have an answer from the voice actors. But rest assured, WHEN they reply (or we can organize a panel so YOU guys can ask directly), I will tell you the absolute truth. If I am wrong with my assumptions, and it WAS a rouge translator, I will let you know, and I will admit I was wrong. And if it was from the audio (say, a Jensen adlib) or the actual script? I will also let you know.
Third: I don’t doubt that Misha REALLY believes the rogue translator thing, if it was told to him by TPTB. There’s no reason to believe he knows how dubbing works in Mexico, nor how many people check the final product. Or that he even watched the episode, instead of believing it was a fan clip. Also, I respect him immensely and I don’t want any hate send his way.
That said, let’s go into how dubbing works, again.
For the sake of argument, I will start with the idea that yes, there was a “Rogue translator” who decided that THIS was the perfect moment to make Destiel canon. Not, say, Season 8 when he could have translated an “I need you” from Dean into an “I love you” when the god tablet thing happened, not in season 12, or during the purgatory prayers. No, the best moment was two episodes before the finale, when he had to know that Cas was not coming back. 
And yes, the translator knew Cas was not coming back because when we translate series, we get them in packages of 5 episodes or more at the time. So they must have had 15x16 to 15x21 (The interview special) all together. So they knew that this was Cas’s exit from the series.
Now, in my previous post I said how in the old times, we used vhs tapes and paper copies of the shooting scripts (when they were available that was not always). Now a days, we get the video file and a word document (if we’re lucky. If not, we make the word file). Translate everything. Go through it AGAIN to make sure the lip sync matches and that we don’t have huge speeches when there’s a small window of time to say the speech because of the language differences. Check that we didn’t accidentally used a slang word that only Mexico would understand. If the show is not PG-13, make sure our swearwords are not too bad or too localized. THEN we send it to the studio, which prints about four copies of the script and hands it,and the video, to the Dub director.
The dub director then goes and re-watches every episode, while checking the script. Some directors don’t speak the language, so they’re just checking cadence, time, and the damned lip sync. (And if you, as a translator, don’t match the lip sync? You are either back to training or out of a word if you get too many strikes). So sure, you could slip a change of line there, IF the director doesn’t speak German, or Japanese, or Hindi.
But almost every single dub director speaks English. So a change from “Don’t do this, Cas” to “And I, you, Cas” would be noticed then and there, and changed to the right line. Which means that, for the rogue translator thing to work, we’d have to add also a rogue dub director.
And honestly, do you see a professional dub director with more than 15 years of experience (because you don’t give a series to a newbie, and Supernatural had the same dub director for all it’s run) risking his job for ONE line?
Anyway, in the times before the plague dub actors were called in groups to the study to record, in order to save audio tracks. So, for example, all the Inner Senshi would record together when doing Sailor Moon, and I assume in Supernatural, Sam and Dean’s lines would also be recorded together, while Dean and Cas might have been or not. Depending on times and so on. So you’d had at least 3 people in the studio: Dean’s VA, the dub director and the sound technician. ALL of them checking what was being said, what was in the script, and listening to the original audio.
Some actors would also make corrections to the script there, making some lines easier to read, and, again, checking those damn lip letters (Can you tell I HATE the lip letter thing?) . I remember fondly the VA for Sailor Jupiter, Araceli de Leon (RIP), who was known as “The Corrector”, since she would go through ALL the scripts for everyone with a red pen. The day I handed a script she didn’t find any corrections, I was jumping out of joy. So if 15x18 was recorded AT the dubbing studio? Someone who knew English could’ve caught the difference between the “Don’t do this” and the “And I you”, making it harder for our rogue translator to go unnoticed.
But let’s say it was recorded post-quarantine, when voice actors work alone at home, in their own private sound studios. I have no idea if they would have the director at hand through zoom, but I assume so. In any case, the VA would STILL have the original audio to know how the lines were said, and after 4 years of dubbing Dean Winchester, I will assume that the VA knows at the very least a little bit of English so if his script said “And I, you Cas” but he heard Jensen say “Don’t do it, Cas”, he would’ve made a correction there.
That’s now two people who would have to ignore the rouge translator’s actions, and even help them, in order for this theory to work.
And then the audio goes back to the director, who checks it again, makes sure it is lip synced and well acted, and sent to the audio technician who mixes it all, and now we have a THIRD person who could’ve said “Hey… uhm… this line? Is not what it says in the original” and by this time, we’d have to have a conspiracy to keep that “And I, you, Cas” in the final product.
Which brings me to person number four: Once the dubbing is done? It’s reviewed by the client (In this case, WB Latam), who gives the final say and CAN ask for redubs if necessary.
Story time. When I was doing this for a living, I got a series that had the WEIRDEST line ever. A line that made me triple check I was hearing things right (because it was a damn adlib that I couldn’t check with the script)
It was: “I’ve been listening to jazz even since I was a sperm swimming in my father’s testicles”.
So yeah.
I was a pro, so I didn’t censor it or change it and send it as it was to the director. Who OF COURSE called me and asked “Are you 100% sure that’s the line?” (This was in Japanese, and he didn’t speak Japanese. He trusted me). And I said “yeah, but if you need to change it, we can find another way to say “I’ve been a Jazz fan since before I was born”. “ He, Jack bless him, said “Nah. If that’s the original, let’s keep the original”.
The client was NOT amused and we had to change it in the final product.
Now, this was a throw away line by a secondary character that never appeared again in the series, in a small scene that probably only I remember. And the client still said “Nope, change that”. I’d like to believe that a line that changes the relationship between two main characters would have the same, if not more, scrutiny from TPTB.
Which makes now four people who would have had to either ignore the actions of the rogue translator, or actively participate in a conspiracy to make Destiel Latam canon.
Which, I dunno about you, sounds like way too much effort for something that was going to last for exactly one second before Cas got sucked into the Empty.
Someone made a mistake? Probably. But I am more willing to bet it was whoever sent the master video file to the studio than the dub studio, if that line wasn’t supposed to be there.
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ariaisabitch · 2 years ago
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ALRIGHT LOVE IS BLIND REACTIONS AGAIN
idk i did these last season and got a lot of notes from it so. Time for a single lesbian to judge a bunch of random straight people!!
S3 Ep2
I did episode one but then tumblr crashed and i lost it all and no way in hell am I re-typing all of that. Just know that I already dislike Cole and am feeling antsy with uhhh whatever his name is. The dude in the first couple. Ok anyways onto the reactions ig.
BRENNON. His name is Brennon. Idk I feel like he's gonna react badly to Alexa (probably cause i'm plus size as well and have that same fear LMAO)
MAN'S WHISPERED "Yes!" under his breath when he saw her, nvm.
Awww ok they're kinda cute. They're like the awkward couple, but they're awkward together. Love that.
HES JUST STARING AT HER AS SHES SPEAKING OK NVM ALL DOUBTS ARE GONE. Why can't I find me a girl like that. This show is so rude.
oh yeah this girl got rejected twice in the same day. Ouch. I mean, I understand their sides cause why would you marry someone when they can't decide what they want? Like this show is literally speed dating x10000000. But also I understand her want to find someone to love her, I just don't think it would be on this show of all things.
YO THIS DUDE GOT MARRIED AT 18 FOR 8 YEARS? AND THEY BROKE UP? FUCKING OUCH. Holy shit. Give this man a massive ass hug.
Ok, she's literally just gonna go to her third choice? This feels like another Jess situation ngl. This shit happens every season omg.
(yet i eat it up everytime)
Yo, Nancy is so fucking beautiful, man. Like holy shit.
Andrew gives me douche vibes. Just the way he holds himself. Dude has barely talked yet and i'm like "nope. ew" he's literally bragging about traveling and cars and shit dude.
Nvm, man's just dropped some really deep shit. Wtf. Where tf did that come from? the casual sip afterwards
I know she did not just basically call this man humble.
Bartise is giving me bad vibes. Like he hasn't necessarily done anything that bad yet, but he just feels off. Idk.
Raven is so gorgeous too. Weren't these the two that randomly started working out on the first date? I forget. oh wait she said she was insecure about something, i missed it.
Honestly, I think the Bartise feeling i have is just his voice. I just really don't like his voice LOL
She's just pacing around in a circle, and she keeps looking directly into the camera and it's fuckin hilarious omg. Girl is just doing hip thrusts as he tells a story.. Dude this girl.. LMAO He's opening up and she's just doin jumping jacks.
LMFAO HE HEARD HER WORKING OUT, THATS GREAT. Aww i kinda feel bad for him now.
SK's voice on the other hand, is so smooth. I could listen to this man read me audio books bro. YOO HIS PARENTS ARE POLY?? Omg this man is an absolute sweetheart. I like SK way more LOL. He's so nice about everything.
HOLY SHIT WAIT COLE
HE LOOKS LIKE AMBER AND BARNETTS KID
I KID YOU NOT
He annoys me so fucking much tho omg. I feel like he's trying to be quirky hyper, but he's just annoying hyper.
Zanab is great as well. They're all so nice this season and then the dudes are shit. Except for SK and- why tf is he crying? is he fake crying or just? cause both are incredibly weird. He's fake crying... wtf. Anyways. Except for SK and Brennon.
THEY DATED FOR A FEW MONTHS, GOT MARRIED, AND SHE LEFT HIM IN A FEW MONTHS AFTER THAT? Girl nah, that's a red flag in itself. There's a reason that girl left.
dude just casually asked her to be his girlfriend. He's like the fucking couch steve impersonator from last season that dated natalie.
Colleen and Matt. Forgot about him. Why do so many men have southern accents here? I think it's like two actually. Oh wtf, I blanked out and now he's talking about getting cheated on. Ok, but that situation actually does suck ass.
LMAO RAVEN JUST STOPPED AND STARED AT IT. Can she say no, man? Like, if he's about to propose let's just say no. SHES JUST EATING CHIPS WHILE HES ABOUT TO PROPOSE. Honestly, I don't feel sorry for him ngl. He sounds like a prick rn. LMFAO HER FACE OMG THATS AMAZING.
"I go out there looking for girls that make me feel better" absolutely not.
LMAO THIS GIRL. SHES AMAZING. Raven has been picked as my favorite this season. Absolutely love her. Queen.
I KNOWWW HES NOT TALKING SHIT ABOUT RAVEN. LMAOOOO he calls raven obviously very attractive and SK is like "She's very smart! 😁" he's adorable.
Bro Nancy is just picking the douchebags. Like Andrew needs to be humbled, and Bartise needs someone to smack sense into him.
Nancy is so cute, girl I need you to run. Rip those heels off and full on quarterback run outta there.
Wtf is this? Silent disco? That's not random at all. Literally where tf did that come from.
"I wouldn't want it any other way, I want love in your way" this man..
Cole is a literal child omg
i can't believe she said yes. Well i mean i understand it, but me, personally. Absolutely not.
Matt, that "me too" was not convincing at all
AWWW YEAH SK IS PROPOSING
Her pacing around the room is such a mood
SHE DID NOT JUST SAY "YES SIR" LMAOOO
"Husband material" girl.... be honest...
"i couldn't see myself being with zanab" yeah cause you got rejected by your number one. Rightfully so.
ok i did not need to hear her moan
"has bigger boobs than i expected" bruhhhh
ok that's enough kissing... ok...
i feel like nancy's gonna pick baurtise and it makes me anxious
I don't think Andrew's amazing, but he's better than baurtise.
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DaveFarts - Episode 11 “VoiceFarting” [Episode List] Tim and Adam are hanging out on... Liscord, playing some stuff together, waiting for Dave to join them for a game. When Adam unexpectedly has to leave however, Dave decides to do some… microphone testing.
VoiceFarting
“I’m going in as a mage ‘cause you fuckers can’t cast for shit” I heard Adam say right into my ears.
This was one of our usual game nights. We’d voice chat on Liscord on our own server and all that stuff. Adam was being, for the lack of a better term, kind of bitchy, ‘cause he thinks as himself as the most skilled gamer around even though we’re always reviving his ass. In the end it’s all in good fun of course, but we’d all happily mute him during a match if we could.
“Yes, Adam. Have fun with the ‘easy mode’ character.” I said, deliberately baiting him.
“Listen here you little shit” he immediately blurted “I can accept that you’re gay but I’m not going to accept the fact that you’re a scrub.” he said, obviously joking, though he did take skills seriously during a match.
“Yeah yeah but I’m the one using the axe, fighting enemies face-to-face like a man.” I kept teasing him. “How’s going up there? Still casting light arrows from your safe space?” I cackled.
“Excuse me???” his icon lighting up, the audio clipping “Why don’t we check your stats instead? Too afraid of looking like the scrub you are??? I literally made no mistakes last time.”
“Of course you didn’t: the chance of making mistakes is like 0% when you stand still and far from the battle.”
There was a moment of silence, then I heard Adam’s breath into the mic “You know I know where you live, right?”
I laughed but before I could continue this very deep and mature battle of wits, we both heard the sound notifying us that our bud Dave joined the voice chat. Now, whenever Dave joins, we usually hear every sound except for his voice, so we were ready to have our ears busted because of the noi-
“Hey noobs!” Dave greeted us, with a voice that was instead crystal clear.
“What the hell” both me and Adam said, our avatars lighting up at the same time.
“I see you noticed that you can now hear my beautiful voice perfectly.” he bragged, and rightfully so.
Normally we could hear his PC’s fans, what was going on down the street, cars passing by, atoms crashing into each others… farts. But now it was just Dave with his now-soothing voice calling us names.
“Are you finished?” Adam said.
But there was no response from Dave.
“Did he finally die?” Adam continued.
I heard a faint sigh of relief from Dave and then he went “Yeah, now I’m finished.”
I kind of suspected what happened but I didn’t say a word.
“Wait. You didn’t hear a thing?” Dave asked, puzzled.
Both me and Adam shrugged as if he could see us, but then said that no, we didn’t.
My detective skills told me that my gassy straight bud ripped one of his classic loud farts, but the new microphone had that “background noise reduction” feature (which my friend seriously needed) so it didn’t register his ass-blast as the old one usually did, so much so that Dave’s frequent farts would eventually turn into white noise for the rest of us. But now, his new headset was actually worth the price and all we could hear was indeed his voice.
“Can we just get into the game befo-“ Adam blurted, but was cut off mid-sentence by a loud, ear-piercing sound coming from Dave, though that wasn’t him speaking or screaming.
My fartbro really didn’t want us to miss what his ass is capable of, so we were both startled by a powerful, audio-clipping fart that completely overwhelmed our voice begging him to stop. And he did stop, but only after like 12 seconds. The rip was followed by the sound of Dave re-adjusting his microphone and laughing. “Hopefully you heard that now.” he chuckled.
I did hear it. I was very familiar with it. Truth is that Dave farting during our game sessions wasn’t anything new however. Even I was used to it, though that did pitch a tent in my shorts. I started wondering whether Dave was in jeans, shorts or boxers. Probably the latter, and shirtless, given that it was a warm evening. I tried to not to let my usual simp-ness over my bro take over me but apparently it was already too late, as I didn’t even notice Adam begin pissed off about an unwanted phone call.
“I’m sorry guys, I gotta take this one.” he said, annoyed. “Do not wait for me. Cya tomorrow I guess.”
And logged off, another sound notifying us that he went into the terrible real world realm.
“Alone at last, bro.” Dave said, in a flirty tone, just as Adam left.
I laughed and mindlessly switched to a different, this time single-player game as we needed at least 3 guys to play, one of those brutal action games that I suck at but I have to beat.
Dave did the same, with a similar game, and we both started gaming on our own but keeping each other company, like we usually do, occasionally exchanging opinions on what we were playing and so on.
“It’s probably his ex-girlfriend” Dave said.
“Yeah. I figured.” I simply answered.
Adam wasn’t really talkative about his personal stuff like me or even Dave, so neither us really knew what was going on. But if our bud didn’t want us to know, not fully know at least, then we respect this decision.
After a couple of more minutes of silence, I heard some sounds coming from Dave. Not a fart, this time though.
“Did you say something?” I asked.
I heard some muffled noises and then Dave’s voice, lower than usual though “I’m just messing with the settings here. I feel like sometimes the volume gets messed up.” and he was right.
“Yeah the audio is kind of low now.” I warned him.
I heard some more noises (keyboard tapping, mouse clicking, etc.) and then I heard him speak again.
Or, to be more precise, he did make a sound with his mouth, though those weren’t words; a loud belch, actually, right into my ears. Dave was more of a farter, but he wasn’t new to wild, incredible burps. I honestly prefer the more disgusting butt explosion, but I still tip my hat at my bro being a masterful air-bender from both ends.
“Yes, I did hear that.” I said, anticipating his question.
He laughed. “Thank you.” he answered, belching both word with care.
A couples of minutes of silence followed, with just me and Dave occasionally chatting but overall trying to be focused on our respective games. My straight bro was however not done with the “testing”.
“Are you hearing this bro?” he suddenly asked, trying not to laugh.
“No…?” I was puzzled.
“Wait. Let me just…”
I heard Dave removing his headset and as it got farther away from his head, a familiar sound got louder and louder instead, until it became unbearable.
“Are you hearing this now?” he shouted, though I could heard him over that sound.
The sound of yet another loud blast of gas, so loud it was glitching the audio. It was long and proud, dry as some of his best rips, and it just wouldn’t stop. The boss I was fighting somehow felt how distracted I was and one-shotted me with a swipe of his flaming sword but I couldn’t even hear any in-game sound ‘cause my straight gassy bro was basically farting right into my ears, albeit indirectly.
I instinctively reached for the pitched tent between my legs as the fart kept going strong and loud, so loud in fact that I had to lower the volume ‘cause my hears were starting to hurt.
After a grand total of 18 seconds, I once again heard Dave putting his headphones back on his head, wondering whether they were radioactive or melting at this point, due to all that poisonous gas.
“I gotta say… the sound quality is pretty spot-on. What headset are you using?” I joked.
Dave chuckled. “The same as yours actually. Thanks for the advice.”
We kept chatting a bit more as if he wasn’t a gassy teasing bastard but since he *is* a gassy teasing bastard I once again heard him, with no warning nor request from me, removing his headphones again and putting them (I assume) closer to the source of his underwear-clad ass.
Unsurprisingly, yet another manly, loud rip blasted through my own headphones right into my eardrums, renewing the hard-on I had only moments before. It sounded like a motorcycle passing by and I could only imagine how badly the stench was in Dave’s room. Lasting around 11 seconds, this time it got dangerously wet-ish towards the end, which I found hilarious but also made me rightfully worried about my bro maybe going a bit too far even for both of our standards.
“Dude.” I said, laughing a bit “You might want to go easy. That sounded risky.”
Dave, being the chill guy he is, just laughed about it. “Don’t worry, dude. I’m an expert.” and he ripped a short toot that was so loud I could even hear it without the microphone going straight into his butt this time.
We then kept gaming a bit more on our own. Dying over and over to that same boss made me think about how chill Dave was being -as usual- about my kink. I mean don’t get me wrong he always farted a lot while voice chatting but this time it was different, as he was now aware of my fetish. And, as always, I really appreciated that, just as I appreciated yet another thunderous blast, one that actually startled me, making me lose YET AGAIN.
“FUCK!” I blurted.
As the fart kept going, Dave moved the microphone closer to his face (but I still could hear the fart going) just to laugh at my gaming skills, completely aware however that his farts were a huge distraction on its own. He then planted the microphone once again in front of his butt and the blast went loud and proud.
“It’s just too easy.” he then chuckled, after finishing ripping that monstrous fart.
It was. I had to pause the game for a couple of minutes to calm down, the tent between my legs going harder and harder. Was Dave aware of this part as well? Of course he was, but he didn’t care. It was just a game for him, and he was constantly proving me how much of a pro gamer he was.
I hope he never gets nerfed.
End of Episode 11
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Jay-Z: “Feelin’ It” (1996)
I was in the midst of what was one of the most disastrous summers ever. Though I went to my very first hardcore show, I was carrying a lot of intra-personal strife on my shoulders. There were street thugs who chased me around and tried assaulting me in my own neighborhood. I had a massive screaming match with my sorority cousin in front of the entire family and everyone at her complex watching, and I was getting entirely fed-up with all of my closest “friends” who were taking advantage of me every opportunity they had. I was rejected by two interests I was seeing from community college, one a blue-eyed deaf girl resembling Fiona Apple and the other a pale Irish redhead. Most of my high-school friends moved on to university or lived with their other half. I had no job or transportation. Nothing. It was so bad that I ended up staying home as I had no one with hang-out with. My bro- was also homebound but he chose to be. He, too, had no job aside from fixing cars but caused lots of trouble. He had friends over all day and night. They’d pull up in their rides at two or three in the morning and shook up the entire block with their car audio and bass-quakes blasted to the max. His Latina ex- would drive him up a fucking wall with her third-eye mind games. Fist-fights on the front lawn. He was even taken down and cuffed by the police. Yeah, you could say we had an eventful summer.
I became resentful and bitter of almost everyone, rather miserable and empty now that I hit reset on my life. I had my gaming library and my cassette deck to help me forget. People usually just roll the dial and find nothing of interest on the FM except the same "Floyd, Zep, or Stones” songs played millions of times over. Britney Spears, N*Sync, and Backstreet Boys took over the FM and it was the most contrived thing I ever heard. Limp Bizkit happened and I asked myself how cheap could actual talent be? WBLI “represented” Long Island with their weekend club-night music and lifeless pop hits for people whose dismissive attitudes made others not as them disposable as the music itself. I was sick of it. No more Z100. I moved on from Hot 97. I moved on from Kiss FM. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen when I turned the dial to the left only to find that a university radio station was playing hip-hop. Not the other two radio stations. 
I tuned in to stop at a familiar frequency I last listened to when I was in junior year. That frequency was WUSB. Ghetto Radio was the show. The on-air dee-jays cursed at a rate of thirty F-bombs and S-bombs per minute. They just outed the neighborhood slut by announcing her name and phone number. They weren’t allowed to do any of that as per FCC decency guidelines but it was safe harbor (10PM-6AM), so they got away with everything they shouldn’t have. They played Madd Rapper’s “Dot Vs. TMR” (’99), Sauce Money & Jay-Z’s “Pre-Game” off the Belly soundtrack (1998), and then followed it up with (again) Jay-Z’s “Feelin’ It”. The memories I had of that summer were plentiful, but I never forgot about them like what I heard when I returned to WUSB. Of them all, “Feelin’ It” was one of the only few positive ones. 
As the summer followed, I discovered Eminent Audio, The Basement (who would later be mentioned in Rolling Stone), and Street FM - all hip-hop / rap shows on WUSB’s grid. All four of those shows would feature local artists live on air, sidewalk spitters, and underground white-labels while mostly moving away from the mainstream. It used to be me tuning in every Saturday night from 10PM to midnight to hear senseless wackos, fuckheads with no lives, and white impersonators pretend to be black (no dice here) with nothing better to do than prank-call the radio station. Now, it would be me tuning in and staying up through the overnights as much as I could. I’d hear what student-run, independent, college radio would have to offer. They offered us local listeners obscure artists and underground sounds that corporate radio wouldn’t even care to play. It would be a change of pace that would help change the course of my listening and musical tastes forever (and these same shows would do it again on the same station the following summer). 
I had nothing going for me, right? I had all the time in the world. I might as well go up the ivory tower’s endless heights and see where it would lead me.
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give-grian-rights · 4 years ago
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Brothers!au Crossed with the Watcher!Tubbo and Tommy
ok so I basically am forcing myself to take a break from writing my own stuff and so here we are. For anyone who doesn’t know, this is a continuation of that one post that pami made where all of Tommy’s memories are now in Tubbo and its lots of fun :D
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No. No this couldn’t be happening. This had to be a nightmare, some sort of hellish reality that his brain had come up with. He had failed them… He had failed them all. His brother was already dead because of him, and now the family he had surrounded himself with was lost. 
Tommy couldn’t even remember his own name, and Tubbo… Tubbo had seemingly gone completely insane. Wilbur sat in the dingy prison cell, watching the young teenager for god knows how long. He had just sat there, clinging onto Wilbur’s shirt, muttering to himself about nothing. Every now and then, Tubbo would let out a sharp laugh, making the older man jump in surprise. 
He needed to clear his mind. He needed to calm down. Sitting here with Tubbo, watching as he began to cry, then laugh, then shout in rage, it only served to fuel his panic. Hesitantly, he pulled out his phone. 
Ever since Grian had died in The Blur disaster seven years ago, Wilbur had somehow gotten into the habit of calling his phone whenever he was stressed. He knew that it was pointless, and that no one was ever going to pick up or answer, but something about hearing his brother’s voice in the voicemail recording was soothing. Plus, it gave him a way to vent out his emotions, without anyone actually having to sit and listen to them. 
With a trembling hand, he pulled up his brothers contact information and hit call. 
That was when he heard it. A voice, coming from somewhere behind him. But not just any voice, it was his voice. It sounded like it was several years old, perhaps from when he had just entered high school, but it was still his voice. 
“Hey you bitch! Stop ignoring your brother and pick up the fucking phone already before I-” the sound was cut off as someone swore under their breath. No… No this wasn’t possible. Wilbur recognized that voice clip. It was the clip that he had set as Grian’s ringtone as a prank. But that was years ago… And the only person who had ever even had access to that audio file was Grian himself. So who was hiding in the shadows?
“Look, I don’t know who you are, but you better fucking reveal yourself. You have some explaining to do,” He called out, standing up as straight as he could. His voice held a slight tremble, but he did his best to hide it. 
A person stepped out from the shadows, and Wilbur felt his breath catch in his throat. Standing directly before him, just out of arms reach, was his twin brother. The brother that had died seven years ago in The Blur. The brother who he had left for dead. In many ways, it was like stepping back in time. Grian looked exactly the same as he had before he died. Everything, from his hair to his height, even the bruises and bandages that covered his arms, it all looked exactly the same. 
But there was something different. A heavy sorrow seemed to surround him, as if he were holding the weight of the world on his shoulders. His eyes were no longer filled with the life and light that Wilbur had grown up seeing, but were now only filled with hopelessness and pain. 
“Uh, hi,"  he said, his voice quivering. 
Tears filled Wilbur’s eyes as he fell to his knees. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real, it wasn’t fucking real. It was a trick, a hallucination. Some sort of ghost or memory from his past, only there to remind him of how much he had fucked up. A reminder of how he had failed his family. Both of his families. 
"No… Leave me alone, you aren’t real!” He cried out
His brother’s face filled with pain, which only served to twist the knife in Wilbur’s heart. “It’s good to see you again too Will…" 
The tears only fell faster. Wilbur kneeled in the dingy cell for what felt like hours, clutching his stomach and trying to control the waves of sobs that ran through him. The only other sounds that pierced the quiet air, were the hysterical giggles of the broken boy next to him.
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- Bella
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nishiisenpai · 4 years ago
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you shouldn’t mess with me - sugawara koushi x reader
REQUEST: “Ahhh you are such a good writer!!! Could I request a lil thing where reader is a manager and sugawara’s gf and at a game someone purposely hits you with a ball and the whole team is just in full murder mode headed by Suga :) lots of flufffffff and ofc Noya and Tanaka being their protective selves - @lollypop-lam “
A/N: AHHHHHH thank you so much for reading my writing! i hope i didn’t disappoint you with this one. my inspo for this was from an audio i found on tiktok and i hope you liked it!
A/N: i just remembered- the audio was starred in, “The Addams Family” movie. and i apologize to this semi cliche story- 
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WARNING: Fluff and Crack (just cause)
WHO: Sugawara Koushi x Karasuno Manager! Female Reader
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“Y/N-san!” Tanaka and Noya came running to the bus where you were standing waving at them with a small smile.
“Hey guys-”
“TANAKA, NISHINOYA! DO NOT TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND!” Suga, your boyfriend, had ran yelling at them and they both stopped facing opposite directions whistling.
“What do you mean bro?” Tanaka said.
“Yeah, we weren’t gonna do anything.” Nishinoya mentioned and your boyfriend smacked them both on the back of their heads. i like ya cut g
“It’s okay, baby, they just wanted to say hi and reserve a seat on the bus first.” you turned to the pair and winked at them while smirking and turning your attention back to Suga.
“Y/N-san... Is... So... Cool...” they both gushed and you giggled before talking again and facing them.
“Alright, you boys should go sit down. Find a seat you like and claim it, cause I know some people really want the window seat recently.” 
“YES MA’AM!” as Tanaka and Nishinoya rushed inside the bus for a seat.
“What would I do without you here to contain them.” Suga sighed and you chuckled.
“I am a manager after all. I gotta contain them. That means you too.” As you winked at your boyfriend sending him a flying kiss and entering the bus to find a seat in the back.
“God I love her.” Suga blushed and Daichi laughed with Asahi.
“We get it bro, you’re whipped for her.”
“S-Shut Up!” Suga said bluffing. Asahi and Daichi both laughed.
Suga had entered the bus and saw you sitting in the back with your earbuds in probably listening to music though you were staring outside of the window seat even though the bus didn’t move.
“Hey baby,” Suga said sitting next to you. You took out your earbuds and turned to his direction.
“Hey,” you said. Suga had put his head on your shoulder, while also closing his eyes. “You should get some sleep. You studied all night and need to rest.”
“How did you know that?” Suga took his head off your shoulder and you shook your head in disapproval clasping his hands.
“Your hands look a little rough and I can see the pen markings from last night. As well you look a little less stress than you did from this morning.” You said dropping his hands and putting your hands at the side of his face instead to give him a small kiss on his forehead.
“You can tell?” he asked shocked.
“Babe, I called you last night and you didn’t pick up and I assumed that you were studying because you completely ignore all calls coming your way.” you chuckled bringing his head to the crook of your neck.
“S-Sorry.” 
“It’s fine... Now you should get some rest. You’re going against Aoba Johsai.”
“It’s not like I’ll play-” you looked down at him and pinched his cheek.
“Ow, what was that for?” he said rubbing his cheek.
“First of all, where is this attitude coming from? Second of all, since when did my Koushi ever put on this display and third of all, why are you giving up so easily?”
“Yeah, you’re right. Thanks for putting some sense into me.” He said giving you a hug.
“Okay, now it’s nap time for you.” 
“But-”
“Sleep.” you started running your fingers through his hair. Suga relaxed to your touch and snuggled in closer to you. Soon enough he had dozed to dreamland and you shortly joined him too.
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“Look who it is...” a player on Aoba Johsai said smirked seeing the team arrive. 
“Seems like they have a new manager?” Iwaizumi said shrugging.
The rest of the team had walked inside and you stayed behind because you had to unload the bus with the boy’s drink carrier.
“Ah ha ha! Let’s see how this goes.” the player smirked seeing you.
“I don’t think you should-” Iwa had said but it was too late as they were walking over to you.
“Hey pretty lady, do you need help with that?” he said behind you and you smiled before shaking your head.
“It’s alright. I got this.” As you took the water carrier out and carried it.
“Woah, woah, woah. Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, darling.”
“Nope never heard of you and I don’t need your help... I should be heading to the gym right now, see ya later!” as you dashed to the gym with the big water carrier in your hands.
“BAHAHAHAHAHAHA, she just DENIED your ass!” Iwa had laughed
“I’ll get her, just you watch!” He stammered, “Come on, let’s go.” 
Both boys had returned back inside the school to go to their gym to prepare the match. 
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It was Aoba Johsai’s ball and that player from earlier was up to serve. You sat at far end of the bench observing the whole game play while writing and taking notes of how the boys were doing. 
Suddenly the feeling of a volleyball being smashed at the side of your head was all you could feel. Your body had fallen off the bench and onto the ground where you laid. The sound of the gym being ever so silent and the volleyball bouncing on the ground to a stop was all that could be heard from the stands.
No one moved or said anything after the sound of the whistle indicating the serve was out.
“OH MY GOD, Y/N ARE YOU OKAY???” Yachi and Kiyoko came running to your end of the bench. You held your head in your hands and suddenly the pain started to throb and grow. Takeda-sensei had called for a timeout and everyone was rushing off the court to surround you.
“Ah shit.” you managed to say while closing your eyes. Suga had taken a moment to realize you were down, till he ran full speed over to you.
“Babe? Y/N? Are you okay?” as he held your head in his hands.
“Y-yeah, I think so, just stop asking questions.” you instructed, trying to find some silence and peace to ease the pain. You latched onto Suga before being put up on the bench again.
“Yachi, can you bring Y/N to the nurse’s office. Everyone else, get over here. I need to have a chat with you all.”
“Yes sir.” Yachi had said helping you get up and heading out of the gym. 
“First things first. Sugawara, Tanaka and Nishinoya. You will NOT and I repeat will NOT be injuring them at any rate. It was by mistake and he landed it out.” As Takeda-sensei had mentioned before staring at the rest of the boy’s faces.
“Actually, that goes for each and every single one of you, boys. You WILL NOT be HURTING that boy in ANY way.” Takeda-sensei had instructed and all their faces went dull.
“That is correct, you boys will NOT be hurting any of them, but you can take your anger out on the ball. I will go check on her and you all better NOT hurt anyone today.” Coach Ukai mentioned.
“Yes sir.” As the whole team said in a scary tone. The feeling and vibe in the gym felt different. People in the stands could feel the tension and anger radiating off of Karasuno. Let’s say things ended well on a positive note :)
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“Baby!” Sugawara came rushing out of the gym to see you walking back with an ice pack next to your head.
“H-Hey...” You said giving him a small smile. Tanaka and Nishinoya ran to see how their queen was doing by pushing Sugawara out of the way.
“Are you okay, Y/N-san?” They both talked and asked you and you winced feeling the ringing in your head because of their loud voices.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine, sorry I missed your guy’s ending.” you apologized giving them a sad smile.
“Oh don’t worry about it, we won in the end.” Tanaka and Nishinoya smirked. You gave them a concerning look but shook off the confused face.
“Congratulations for the win. Good job on playing well out there. Tanaka, I liked your spikes and Noya I liked your dives for the ball.” you said complimenting them and they stood there flustered.
“I-It was nothing.” they boasted and you giggled before heading to Sugawara.
“You didn’t hurt him did you?” You asked latching onto Suga.
“No...” he grumbled.
“Good job out there.” You gave him a small kiss on the cheek as you headed out of the school with the rest of the team and Suga’s arm around your shoulder.
“Hey pretty lady, how’s your head feeling?” the boy from earlier asked smirking, stopping you in your tracks.
“She’s doing fine, thank you for asking.” Suga talked for you.
“Is she really? I made sure to aim right at her.” At this point Tanaka and Nishinoya were running towards your direction including the team turning around to face him. You had placed a hand in the air stopping the duo mid-air.
“Look, I understand that you were petty and angered by the fact I turned you down earlier in the parking lot, but you didn’t have to be that petty to hit the ball right at me. Next time if I were you, I’d rather have you focus on the court than on the girl who turned you down for someone better.” you smirked raising an eyebrow. “Let’s go, Koushi. You too, guys.”
You had tugged your boyfriend to walk past the boy and soon followed the rest of the team smirking at him. Featuring Tanaka, Nishinoya and Hinata sending him some faces and Daichi dragging their asses back to the bus.
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“That was really cool, Y/N-senpai!” Hinata turned around in his seat and you laughed placing on a smile.
“Was it really? I didn’t mean to sound like that.” You rubbed the back of your head.
“Mannnnn, Suga-san, I am jealous of you. Your girlfriend is so cool AND so beautiful.” Nishinoya said sending you a wink.
“Aww thank you, Noya.” you gave him a cheeky smile.
“Alright, that’s enough. I need my girlfriend back.” Suga wined putting his arms around your figure.
“Jealous, much?”
“Yes, very much.” He kissed your lips and you smiled into the kiss, giving him one back.
“Kiss me one more time?” he looked up at you with his puppy eyes. 
“Anything for you, sugar~” Giving him another kiss before snuggling into each other while on the way back to Karasuno and letting your head rest.
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xyntix · 3 years ago
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Have a slice of a fic I started a couple weeks ago. I need some motivation and feedback would be highly appreciated.
Do I have a thing for the leader in blue with dumbass tendencies? Yup and so do you or what ya doin' here?
Leoxoc
Warning: swearing
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"The name is Neon, by the way. My friends call me that. My actual name is," she paused, "Giselle..." Was she embarressed by the name? Leo couldn't see anything about it that would make her not like it.
"I like it."
"Thanks, Leo."
More silence.
"I think I gotta go now," Leo finall announced. These few useful braincells told him to give her space and that he would do. After all this was a lot to take in. "Yeah, good night." The mutant turtle acknowledged her good bye with a nod before turning away to get back to the lair. Before he could take his third step, he heard her ask quietly, "Will I see you again?"
Leo smiled.
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"Wow, guess who's back. The drama queen." "Don, don't be so mean." "It's alright, Mikey," Leo assured his little brother and gave him a pat on the head. "Where did you go off to, sulking?", Donnie asked, his eyes never leaving the screen if his tablet. "Places." "Did you talk to the girl?", Raph asked the moment he popped up behind some work out machine Donnie built some time ago. "Maybe."
"Really? Come on, Leo. How did it go? Is she cool? What is her name? Tell me! Please! Leo! Best bro! Please!", Mikey begged. "Yeah, Leo. Don't leave out all the juicy details.", Raph said. "I am sure I can pull up a traffic camera or something and maybe even some audio material.", Don stated with a smug grin. "Fine! Her name is Neon. She is pretty cool and she has girlfriend problems. Happy now?"
A collective 'Oh' left the brother's mouths. "Yeah, girlfriend sounded like a crazy person so guess it is not too bad.", Leo added. "Well, good for you.", Don said before turning his attention back to his devices. "Yeah, now you could actually stand a chance.", Raph tried to cheer his brother in blue up. "Dude, he said girlfriend. Who knows if she is actually into male mutated turtles.", Mikey said. "Well, maybe she is?", Raph defended his point. "Doubt it.", Donnie added just for the sake of doing so.
"does it matter? She didn't freak out so maybe I might have just made a friend. Let's celebrate!" "Yay, CELEBRATE!" "Mikey, shut up. Pops will kick our shells if we wake him.", Raph whisper-yelled
"I'd say it is way too late for that."
Oh shit.
Whatever was being held was dropped in an instant. Every turtle ran towards their own room aa if their shells depended on it.
"G'night pops!"
"Love you!"
"See ya tomorrow!"
"Kisses!"
Then, Splinter was left alone in the living room with only an amused smile on his face.
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"And then I said: These fish look all washed up. Amazing, am I right or am I right?", Leo told Neon excitedly about one of their missions. "You are always right, Leo.", the girl joked. "Course I am!", he agreed, pride blooming in his chest. The movie playing on the laptop was only background noise at that point.
"Hey, Le. Gimme the cookies." "Nope." The fun atmosphere was gone within a mere second. "Leon, the cookies. Now." "Nu-hu-" "LEONARDO!" And the turtle, dressed in a blue unicorn onsie, went running. "HA! You are so slow! Who is the turtle now?" "You little shit."
This little game of tag kept going for about 10 minutes before the girl quit. "I surrender. Keep the cookies. Holy fuck.", the girl panted. "Naw, little G is tired? Does little G want a cookie?", Leo babies her in a teasing voice. "I swear I will have your shell served on a silver platter if you keep this up."
Despite the threats it was all in good fun and the comfort of coping with bad puns was something Giselle didn't think she needed until the day they met.
"Hey staler, you will wanna watch this movie?" "How mamy times do I have to tell you, I did not stalk you. It was an accident." "Mhhm, sure", Giselle giggled.
"You should be glad you are cute-"
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing!", Leo claimed
"I could swear you said I was cute-"
"Did not."
Giselle leaned forward, almost half way laying on him. "You sure?", she feigned innocent
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causticsunshine · 3 years ago
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HEYYY!! since you’re a returning larrie, what are the proofs that made you realize they’re still together still going strong ? (see what I did there lol okay bye sorry 😭)
hello! (and yes i did thank you asjfkdkd) sorry this is going to be a bit of a Journey because my time in the fanbase in the og days was pretty isolating and i was going through some Shit for the latter half sooo it might come as a surprise how things turned around for me!
BUT when i came back last year, i started looking into everything from the very beginning because when i left, i completely left. like, didn’t check up on anything or anyone, was super embittered and unhappy and basically believed all the stuff i thought about harry and louis’ relationship was an illusion. so, i wanted to see if everything really was just something i believed because other people said they did, or there was actually something there.
like i won’t lie, i was already drifting in and out of the fanbase in early 2015 and then babygate took me super off-guard—somehow—and was kinda my last straw? so coming back i was thinking, “okay was i actually delusional for four years, or did i let something that was most definitely a stunt coupled with some feelings of resentment undo everything i believed?” because over the four or so years even as i’d randomly listen to some solo music and the old jams i’d get back to thinking about larry and well, after my re-education and some reading into the post-hiatus stunts? it was definitely the latter.
i guess coming back i was kinda on the fence about them still being together without ever having a hard break though, but only because i was still trying to make sense of the big stunt timelines—at least just for a little while—but it didn’t take long for me to make up my mind like “oh nah these bitches have been in love for a whole ass decade”. really, looking into everything from their music released post-1d hiatus to when they’d both seemingly disappear and then reappear around the same time (like i see you, jamaican holidays, and maybe italy too), anon receipts taken with both a grain of salt and a lot of wishful thinking, collectively told me they were together?
if i had to pick some key moments though, i’d definitely go for:
— harry’s “i fell in love to this song” before performing wmyb on tour and straight up not singing louis’ parts in some 1d songs
— louis back pedaling on his stories about listening to abba with his ‘best friend’ and jamming along to 1d on a drive with the same ‘best friend’....like you cannot expect me to believe when he hastily added in the OH AND ME GIRLFRIEND ELEANOR WAS THERE TOO with the latter that that wasn’t damage control, or that ollie was the one who was the supposed best friend in these contexts
— b-stage my beloved....i think about harry looking up in the stands with that special smile and blowing kisses and i know we don’t see him all the time or wholly know him like a friend but i have never seen him give anyone that kind of look before except for louis :’)
— “��i went to amsterdam without you’ is about going to amsterdam with me girlfriend.....” bro why are you missing her if she’s right there....is it because you ditched her on her birthday to chill with some fellow homosexuals on the gay strip?? and/or because your real beloved actually wasn’t with you??
— ‘come so far since princess park’ aka is there a nonspecific heterosexual explanation for this because i will never believe his intention with that line was to showcase how much has happened to him personally since then, when he and harry were gushing over living together there years after the fact
— harry and kasey musgraves performing shania twain’s iconic love song and kasey changing the lyrics to ‘they’re still together’ to fit a third person narrative instead of just satisfying the role in the duet and harry’s knowing smile when she sang that line like....i guess i love to weep??
— aaaand the interview in which clifford—like audio ‘proofs’ are kinda hard for me to follow because i’m hoh but my ass definitely heard harry hissing something that sounded like ‘clifford’ so i’m counting it—totally gave harry away by barking like a maniac in the background before (presumably) louis yanked him into another room...i definitely think they’ve done video call interviews while the other one has been in the room watching the whole thing (i swear harry was in the room during louis’ hits radio interview for example)
there really are a lot of convincing moments when i really think about it buuut i’ll stop there, because it really was a combination of everything from delving into how some post-hiatus stunts were/are so obvious—louis clearly loathing danielle, eleanor following or preceding every louis post with a hashtag spon, holivia being dead obvious pr fodder while hamille was pointedly formulaic, the entire nonsense that is babygate—to very surface-level lyric analysis, rather than one or two specific events. some may speak louder or not require as much analyzing or investigating as others but all-in-all i think the collective is more reliable than one or two particular moments!
but yeah. there’s just so MUCH that while it’s not as obvious as the old days where we got to see them showcase their love even when they couldn’t sit next to each other in an interview or change lyrics to make their love songs more personal in front of thousands of fans—ie just being in the same vicinity and getting to watch them interact, really—the hinting is nowhere close to non-existent. it’s there, just less obvious and maybe better planned.
tldr; i came back, did some digging, and i’m still:
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rabdoidal · 4 years ago
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i know you listen to a lot of podcasts and ive found some of my favourites from hearing you talk about them! do you have any favourites?
under the cut! my top 10 podcasts at the moment:
Alice Isn’t Dead Genre: horror, thriller, drama, Lovecraftian, Americana Episode count: 30 (completed) Description: A truck driver searches across America for the wife she had long assumed was dead. In the course of her search, she will encounter not-quite-human serial murderers, towns literally lost in time, and a conspiracy that goes way beyond one missing woman. Thoughts: This podcast is, to me at least, completely flawless in every way. I would consider myself a person that listens to a lot of horror podcasts, but Alice Isn’t Dead takes the cake for its depictions of liminal middle America, the horror that is capitalism, and the most tender, realistic depiction of lesbians in any podcast. Anything else I could say would spoil it and for this, I don’t want to spoil it because I want every person alive that can stomach horror to listen to this.
Archive 81 Genre: horror, comedy, sci-fi, Lovecraftian Episode count: 35 (ongoing) Description: Archive 81 is a found footage horror podcast about ritual, stories, and sound. Thoughts: The latest podcast I’ve tried, and it’s definitely one that grows on you. The audio mixing is some of the best I’ve heard in any podcast, and every bump and scratch and hum of frequency weaves to form moments that are truly and viscerally gory. Season 3 and Left of The Dial are my favorites because again, I love Americana horror, and anything that involves family!
Artificial Ghost Radio Genre: non-fiction, discussion, comedy Episode count: 75 (ongoing) Description: Our Sisyphean music recommendation challenge with hosts Miles (he/him) and Jupiter (she/they) challenge each other to find songs based on arbitrary themes and to spin the WHEEL OF DISCORD to talk about a random song from their library! They can be found on twitter @artghostpod. Thoughts: Gotta plug my own podcast! We’re still small, but the people I’ve met from doing AGR has made my life richer and fuller, even through the ups and downs. I recommend starting with #58: Songs about Aliens ft. our friend Liz (@thescaryjokes)!
EOS 10 Genre: medical drama, comedy, sci-fi Episode count: 34 (ongoing) Description: Doctors in space, a deposed alien prince, a super gay space pirate and a fiery nurse who'll help you win your bar fight. Thoughts: It’s been a hot minute since I listened, but as someone that inherently loves things like Star Trek and procedural comedies, EOS 10 is a quick and hilarious listen! Fair warning some of the earlier stuff is a little bit ignorant when it comes to their LGBT characters, but it gets a lot better over time.
King Falls AM Genre: horror, comedy, Lovecraftian Episode count: 100 (ongoing) Description: King Falls AM centers on a lonely little mountain town's late-night AM talk radio show and its paranormal, peculiar happenings and inhabitants Thoughts: I’m a bit behind, but again, gotta love some Alpine American horror! King Falls AM perfectly captures the feeling and sound of listening to a small late night radio show with two bros, but it really goes from typical dude dialogue to heart wrenching found family alien conspiracy real quick. Same as EOS 10, fair warning for some ignorant language and LGBT stereotypes, but they address it and it gets better as it progresses.
Not Another D&D Podcast Genre: actual play Dungeons and Dragons, TTRPG, comedy Episode count: 128 (ongoing) Description: Welcome to the campaign after the campaign! Three unlikely adventurers attempt to right the wrongs caused by a party of legendary heroes who screwed up the world while trying to save it. Thoughts: I’m only like 40 episodes in because they’re thick, meaty ‘sodes, but god is NADDPOD fucking hilarious. I’ve tried a fair few TTRPG shows, but the chemistry and care that the cast has together is unmatched by others in the genre. I’m a complete sucker for shows that are so funny and so tragic in equal measures, and the entire concept of a D&D game set after the world has been so drastically changed by a different D&D game is so unique!
The Faculty of Horror Genre: non-fiction, horror, philosophy, sociology, feminism Episode count: 86 (ongoing) Description: Tackling all things horror with a slash of analysis and research, horror journalists and occasional academics Andrea Subissati and Alexandra West are your hosts for brain-plumping discussions on all things that go bump in the night. Thoughts: A little non-fiction in this list of fiction podcasts! The Faculty of Horror is a concise and educated intersectional feminist podcast, and it’s a breath of fresh air to listen to anyone that isn’t a cishet white guy talk about horror. I highly recommend the episode on Cabin in The Woods or Jennifer’s Body!
The Magnus Archives Genre: horror, office comedy Episode count: 180 (ongoing) Description: The Magnus Archives is a weekly horror fiction anthology podcast examining what lurks in the archives of the Magnus Institute, an organization dedicated to researching the esoteric and the weird. Join new head archivist Jonathan Sims as he attempts to bring a seemingly neglected collection of supernatural statements up to date, converting them to audio and supplementing them with follow-up work from his small but dedicated team. Thoughts: TMA is, similarly to A81, a bit of a slow burn to get into, but I think once you listen to a few episodes you’ll know if you want to continue. It’s a pretty standard prompt for a narrative, but the sheer amount of individual short horror stories they’ve managed to write is insane! And I love the slow break down between recording statements and the stuff happening within the archives. Also one of the best redemption stories in a character that starts off as such a grumpy fuck!
The Penumbra Podcast Genre: sci-fi, neo-noir, romance, comedy, found family, magic, medieval fantasy, adventure, mystery Episode count: 75 (ongoing) Description: At the Penumbra, you might follow Juno Steel, a brooding, sharp-witted private eye on Mars, as he tangles with an elusive homme fatale, tracks dangerous artifacts of an ancient alien civilization, and faces his three greatest fears: heights, blood, and relationships. Or you might enter the world of the Second Citadel, where the merciless Sir Caroline must corral a team of emotionally distraught all-male knights to defend their city against mind-manipulating monsters...even the ones they’ve fallen in love with. Thoughts: On god TPP was a life changing podcast for me. Having creators that are genuinely concerned with accurately representing minorities with care and dedication makes me feel spoiled when I try listen to anything else. The two main universes are so different with their own set of histories and cultures, but I love them both so completely. If you want LGBT+ representation, this is the seminal podcast for everything non-binary, trans, queer, and people that aren’t afraid to change and have that change be known! I haven’t listened to another podcast that actually depicts transitioning like they do, absolute king shit.
Wolf 359 Genre: space drama, comedy, action Episode count: 61 (completed) Description: WOLF 359 is a radio drama in the tradition of Golden Age of Radio shows. Set on board the U.S.S. Hephaestus space station, the dysfunctional crew deals with daily life-or-death emergencies, while searching for signs of alien life and discovering there might be more to their mission than they thought Thoughts: Wolf 359 is like if you fell down the stairs and at the bottom of the stairs was a bear trap, and then after you step in the bear trap someone helps you take off that beartrap, but then they kick you in the nuts. Just replace physical pain with emotional pain. It can be so funny but also so fucking stressful and sad – w359 isn’t afraid to kill its darlings, and it will break your heart but you will still say thank you.
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Shownu
first to be picked as a partner for walk-throughs. the team will get into a literal altercation attempting to be his partner.
everyone feels safest around him. even the spirits.
is actually very scared himself. like sticking his whole arm through a doorway while holding devices to get evidence just to avoid anything, scared.
no one’s going inside first? he’s already through the front door.
“what can i do to help you?”  “stay with us.”  “i’m sorry but i have a very comfortable bed at home waiting for me.”
cheeky smile and worried eyes at the same time when he hears his name over the spirit box.
is more worried about his teammates than himself. will pause the entire session if even the smallest occurrence takes place. throws people over his shoulder and carries them if they’re injured or sick. always has food and water on standby. will fight a ghost to protect someone.
gets hit on a lot. by everyone. even the energy likes him.
cleanses every place he goes in order to help the spirits escape and rest peacefully.
“go on now.”  “we’re still here.”  “well, i tried.”
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Wonho
stopped functioning a while into the session and is now just in a haze of confusion and fear.
“can you speak to us?”  “no.”  “well, that’s it then guys. let’s wrap it up here.”
gets pushed inside everywhere first because everyone assumes that because he’s a big dude, he’s the most confident. will play the “no, you.” game by spinning in circles until someone else goes first.
biting his bottom lip out of sheer nervousness.
“hoseok.”  “that’s not my name. i got it legally changed before coming here. nice try.”
cries at voices coming through the spirit box screaming or crying because he wants to help them.
has a hard time deciphering if a spirit is good or evil, so he has to be pulled out of the space a lot just for general protection.
holds hands with his teammates during walk-throughs.
politely requests that the spirits go easy on him when he has to do a solo.
“okay, i gotta go now. take care.”  “don’t go.”  he’s already vanished.
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Minhyuk
can’t stand still to save his life. literally. he will bounce, skip, jog, run, do cartwheels, dougie, anything to keep him mobile so nothing touches him.
understandably calm during the spirit box sessions. he genuinely tries to communicate with the spirits, but that doesn’t make him any less terrified.
trusts his gut (feelings, emotions) over anything logical.
“do you see us?”  “yes.”  “cool, thanks.”
sits with his legs crossed in the middle of a room and pouts when no evidence appears.
scares his teammates by hiding around corners and jumping out at them.
counts every second until his solo is over with. runs to the exit and doesn’t go back in until the sun is up, then he retrieves the equipment he probably dropped while scared.
“i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay.”  “hello?”  “i am no longer okay.”
gets excited about haunted playgrounds for the specific reason that he gets to spend most of the session on a swing.
“are we good to go?”  “do you have to?”  “that’s a sign that we gotta go Now.”
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Kihyun
second guesses everything. tries to find logistical reasons behind all evidence captured.
barely flinches when he gets touched or hears his name, but the second he thinks he sees a full apparition in his peripheral? he’s more translucent than the spirit.
uses a whole ass lantern like it’s the 1800’s instead of a flashlight to ‘ward off bad spirits’.
jaw goes slack when any evidence arises and he just stands there internally freaking out for at least a solid two minutes.
 “get out.”  “that’s no way to treat a guest.”
can sit in total darkness without flinching.
thinks spirits hitting on him means he’s extra sexy.
scolds instead of threatening bad spirits enough that nothing ever happens to him. no one likes to be scolded by him, even the dead.
the last to leave a room so everyone else feels safe not being the caboose.
“it’s time to go already?”  “no.”  “well, you heard them. let’s hang out some more.”
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Hyungwon
yes this six foot man is hiding behind someone smaller than him. he knows he looks ridiculous, but he’s mortified and cursing everything right now. give him a hot minute.
sleeps with an eye mask on that reads ‘do not disturb’ even if he’s in a haunted place or camping in the middle of a forest for an investigation.
“help me.”  “gonna need more context than that because you might be evil.”
well known for swearing at spirits without receiving any backlash at all. seriously, nothing happens. so he’s going to keep doing it until some real repercussions come forth.
pretends that he’s not scared when in actuality, he has his entire backpack loaded with things to keep him safe.
probably sweating under all of the layers of clothes he decided to wear as a ‘ghost precaution’.
chews gum obnoxiously just to mess with the audio readings.
attacks everything in sight, including other team members, when truly frightened.
those long legs just mean less strides to get the Hell away from the haunted place.
“I’m never coming back here.” always leads to “In This Season: The Return to ___”
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Joohoney
can’t stay around a haunted place for longer than twenty minute intervals.
is pouting only because the ghost chose to touch someone else. (libras amiright)
actually has the worst luck in the history of ghost hunting, evidence wise. he gets his clothes tugged on at almost every location, hears his name in every spirit box session, and thinks he’s being followed everywhere. he’s basically a beacon for ghosts until a camera is pointed at him.
can and will cry.
“touch me again, i dare you.”  “sure.”  “wait, i was just joking!”
when asked to go anywhere alone, he will crouch down and sit on their foot with his entire body wrapped around their leg while he begs and pleads to not go at all. especially not alone.
imitates character voices like kermit so the spirits get confused. they know it’s him.
plays thriller by mj during sessions to jam out and not be so scared
screams without making any sounds when he’s afraid.
“the sun’s rising? Let’s Bounce!”
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Changkyun
blood curdling scream at the slightest indication that there is something with them.
“mmmmmm.”  “microwave?”
sleep on the haunted property? he’ll be in the back of the camper, thank you.
uses the infrared on himself to see how big his dick is in his pants.
listens to lofi when he’s on break to recuperate.
befriends the local dog faster than he captures evidence of the afterlife.
thinks ghostly moans just means someone is getting some.
“you need to find me.”  “i don’t think google maps has that feature yet, bro.”
zig zags during solos like he’s running from an alligator.
time to go? he’s packed and heading out going “that wasn’t too bad, actually.”
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