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theatrefanatic27 · 2 years ago
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Lyrics to “Never Shut Up Again” for the genderbend!Heathers AU by @tinylifeboat123
H. Chandler: What are those two pillowcases doing?
Vincent: Looks like they’re cleaning out your locker.
H. McNamara: Hey, that’s Hunter’s jacket!
H. Duke: Hunter Chandler is gone. It’s up to me to take his place.
H. McNamara (laughs): Is that a joke?
H. Chandler (laughs mockingly): It is most definitely a joke.
H. Duke: Why would you say that Hunter?
H. Chandler: See? Chaos!
H. Duke: Because you’re quarterback, and I’m not? Oh, you think you’re better than me!
H. McNamara: What?! No, it’s just Hunter was our friend! We can’t just swap him out like a lightbulb, I mean er, that is, heh… shut up, Hunter.
H. Duke: No, Hunter. YOU shut up! (puts on red jacket) I have a new favourite colour!
Hunter choked
Bought the farm
He could not hack it
Now we need a strong arm
To run this racket
Hunter’s out
Who will rise
Gotta fill that vacuum
It’s my turn
It’s my prize
I spit lightning
H. Duke/Students: Crack, boom!
H. Duke: I bit my tongue so long
I learned to count to ten
My silence made me strong
I did my time and then
A house dropped
H. Duke/Students: On his head
The witch is dead! Ding dong!
H. Duke: Move prick, this my song!
H. Duke/Students: I will never shut up again
I will never shut up again
Brand new day watching dreams come true
H. Duke: Well for me, not you
H. Duke/Students: Cause I'll never shut up again
H. Duke: Guys like me don't climb high
Can't crack that ceiling
But now I scrape the sky
It's you who's kneeling
Hunter’s pet, you're old news
Look at you, you're busted
You think you'll fill his shoes
Too late I just did
Now I don't mean to brag
Once I was one of you
But now I am the flag
You pledge allegiance to
I am the dream you chase
I'm your amazing grace
Yo, party's at my place!
Students: Whoo hoo!
H. Duke/Students: I will never shut up again
I will never shut up again
Brand new day
Now we're finally free
H. Duke: Free to worship me
Students: Cause I’ll never shut up-
H. Duke: Shut up!
Don't judge me
Mister Innocence
Your hands ain't clean
I've seen your fingerprints
You act so uptight
So virgin white
But I heard from the girls
What you were up to last night
Kate: Vincent’s my wet dream!
Rae: Vincent likes to scream!
Kate: Vincent took one for the team!
Rae: He took two for the team!
Vincent: What?!
Kate/Rae: That boy was slick and fast
That boy was big fun
Students: Big fun!
Kate/Rae: We stroked his shaft
That shaft was big fun
Students: Big fun!
Kate/Rae: And that’s when things went South
We went and snowballed in his mouth
Students: Woah!
H. Duke/Kate/Rae: Freak!
Vincent: That’s a lie!
H. Duke/Kate/Rae: Slut!
Vincent: Hunter, why?!
H. Duke/Kate/Rae/Students: Snowballed in his mouth!
I will never shut up again
I will never shut up again
I'm on fire and you're my fuel
H. Duke: You should find a new school
'Cause I'll never shut up again
All hail the king
Now get in line
The jacket’s finally mine
You can't run
You can't hide
I am a crimson tide
Better mind what you do
Big brother’s watching you
Can I get an amen?
'Cause I will never shut up again
Hah!
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animepopheart · 2 months ago
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★ 【SA】 【NARUTO】無題 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
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burn-fire · 6 months ago
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Genderbend Kurumi!
Gonna do the prima donnas somewhere near last
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Things I changed:
•The uniform is like those average japanese guy uniforms but red and also the design
•Her headband is now a hair tie at the back of his hair
•The jacket stays the same and also the strawberry on the back of it.
Bonus:
(Couldn't do this digitally cuz my battery is really low.)
Shinigami flipping him off but he can't see him-
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Doing the train gang next
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moongothic · 5 months ago
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I'm a simple person
I see untagged Crocodile genderbends, I block on sight
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tbrma · 1 year ago
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luckyspade123 · 2 years ago
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I try a different drawing app and it's pretty nice but can you see it's bad maybe I need practice more :,)
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Speed paint
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electraslight · 10 months ago
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genderben au (hehe)
in which ben and kevin are beautiful lesbians and gwen is unable to excuse his actions with 'im just a girl"
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doppeldaanger · 8 months ago
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I love how most of pip genderbens are just him whit eyelashes
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sm-baby · 7 months ago
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I bet like my entire life savings that genderben F!Caine would LOVE being the one pinned on the floor in that one drawing you made where they both tripped ><
You know it girly
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alittlebitofloveliness · 5 months ago
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you should absolutely write the genderbent outsiders fic, it would be so interesting to see how many things get changed. often people genderbend one person and just turn them into someone everyone's attracted to rather than looking at character, or they do change everyone but it's still all surface level changes but from what i've seen you seem like you'd do something really interesting with it
(no pressure obviously but it's a really cool idea especially with the attitudes of the outsiders (how would the scene where they meet cherry and marcia play out for example?))
HI! Ok so I do love this idea but I dont have time to wrote a full fic with the nuance it deserves but I did write out two little scenes for it so I'll post them here! One is lifted almost directly from the book its just the genderben take on it :)
“Speaking of movies,” Dalia flicked away her cigarette butt, “I’m thinking of walkin’ over to the nightly double tomorrow night. Might find someone to fool around with. Anyone wanna come?”
Stella shook her head. “The boys are takin’ me and Soda to the game.”
She didn’t need to look at me the way she did then. I wasn’t gonna try and stick around or nothing. I liked Soda’s boy, James, well enough and sometimes they’d offer me and Dar to go with them when they went to do stuff, but I wasn’t gonna try and third wheel. I’d never admit it, because Soda really likes Stella a lot, but sometimes I hate her. She doesn’t need to be half so possessive as she is over everything all the time- and Soda is my sister.
Darlene sighed, just like I knew she would. Darlene never had time to do anything with us anymore. “I have a date tomorrow night.”
She sounded less than enthused at the prospect, and Soda and I shared a look. Ever since mom and dad died, Darlene had spent nearly every night she wasn’t working going on various dates, with each guy seemingly worse than the last- and much as she tried to hide it, it wasn’t hard for Soda and me to guess why. It kind of killed me that my once vivacious sister, who’d always been so fiercely independent, was throwing herself at every mediocre guy who looked her way trying to find someone to provide for her, for us. On her own, Darlene would never consider marriage, at twenty no less, but now she had Soda to support for another year and me for another four and we all knew her two jobs were barely covering bills already. Sometimes the guilt of it, what Dar had already given up and what she was further prepared to lose made me so guilty and sad I couldn’t stand it. I knew Soda felt the same way.
Dalia just rolled her eyes. She only went on dates when it suited her, and only to cause trouble. She didn’t get Dar’s obsession with finding a good man- or if she did, she clearly didn’t respect it. 
“What about the rest of y’all? Two-bit? Jennygirl? You an’ Pony wanna come?”
“Me’n Jenny’ll come,” I knew Jenny wouldn’t open her mouth unless she was forced to, “Okay Dar?”
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“You make sure she gets her ass straight home, Soda,” Darlene says, “I mean it.”
I roll my eyes and she fixes me with an icy glare.
“Don’t get huffy with me, Ponygirl. You’re lucky you ain’t grounded. You know better than to be goin’ to the movie house alone.”
“But-”
“No buts,” she fixes me with a stern glare. If it weren't for how cold her eyes are she could be real pretty with her tumble of smoky curls and delicate nose. Now though, she just looks mean, like Tamina Shepard or one of the other girls who date the gang leaders round town, “you ain’t a boy Pony, you gotta quit goin’ around actin’ like one.”
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afrothunderxx96 · 1 year ago
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@theemmedraws THIS IS HOW YOU DRAW GENDERBEN VERSIONS
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oh-no-its-bird · 24 days ago
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Send me a photo of your "I voted" sticker and I'll write 200-500 words for a prompt of your choosing!
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@twhiddlestonmuses
yk what? go ahead and actually take the intro to a fic I started writing fucking forever ago but ended up abandoning. It's a bit of a heavier mdtb so I hope u werent hoping for fluff, whoops
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It was no secret that Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama got along like a particularly territorial cat who'd been kicked one too many times and a rabid dog with violence on the mind and enough rabies packed in one bite to kill a man. Which is to say, very fucking badly.  Alright, that wasn't quite true. They could be almost civil about their dislike for each other.  Madara was honestly proud of how neatly he could tuck away his urge to launch himself across the table and wrap gloved hands around that damnable throat every time Tobirama gave one of his half scoffs— always so filled with sharp disapproval and thinly veiled disgust.  Maybe seeing a bruise or two on that pale neck of his every time he looked in a mirror would remind Tobirama to keep his unwelcome words to his damn self. Madara would say that sharing an office space with him was almost an endless game of “who snaps first and starts the days first argument.” But if he did, he would probably have to admit that he may be losing that game. It really was hard to keep track. But really, how was Madara to blame, when Tobirama made the act of provoking him such an art?  In this new era of peace, Madara had quickly found that the only way to make his blood sing like it once had on the now empty battlefields, was to get a reaction out of the Senju ghost.  To make his face flush with anger, to see him grit his teeth as he stood up to shout, to see that damned icy mask of his splinter. Watch it crack in half to give way to the burning, all encompassing passion buried underneath all those layers of disdainful manners and passive aggressive comments.  And Madara knew, he knew, that Tobirama’s blood must sing the same way as his own when they argued. Or why else would he keep coming back?  Ignoring, of course, he didn't have much of a choice.  After all, the village was a team effort. With Hashirama now dealing with the bulk of public politics, more behind the scenes work was left to the two of them. Which meant countless nights shared debating paperwork, up in arms and at eachothers throats over street placements and food stall permits.  Tobirama couldn’t avoid Madara if he tried, and the knowledge weighed warm in his chest, knowing that to run away from him would mean to abandon his duties.  And Senju Tobirama, horror that he is, was not one to shirk his duties. That, Madara knew intimately.  He’d known it before, distant though the fact was. And he’d learned it, been reminded of it, over and over, day and night again with each passing week spent in painful collaboration.  If only that duty of his could have been redirected, played against him perhaps. A dutiful man was a man prepared to give all too much of themselves away, under the right circumstances.  And Senju Tobirama was a very, very dutiful man. A man as horribly loyal as Tobirama was a very valuable man to have in one’s pocket. What Madara wouldn’t give to have someone like the ghost at his own side. Someone willing to tear their own heart out, still beating, and place it at the feet of the one he was sworn to.  Ah... and that would make for a very pretty picture too, wouldn't it? “What are you smiling at?” Scowled the man himself, squinting up at Madara suspiciously from a desk across the room.  “Ah.” Madara hadn’t even realized his lips had begun to pull into a low smirk. He brushed his gloved hands against his mouth as if to banish it, and shook his head. “Nothing.”  Tobirama's eyes narrowed further, obviously unbelieving, but he made no comment. Returning to his work in silence, and allowing Madara his peace.
Maybe I'll finish the fic one day, maybe not. The entire fic can basically be summarized as "genderbent au tbrm gets zapped into canon and Madara, who is deep in denial ab being attracted to Tobirama bc of period accurate internalized homophobia, maybe loses his mind a teeny bit as Tobirama suddenly becomes someone he is ""allowed"" to be attracted to (doubly so bc he views it as "giving him the disrespect he is owed"), and proceeds to be a bit of a fucking freak about it all" Canon compliant, very messy and complicated mdtb, which I always love to see
Thank you for your vote!
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normalteenager2018 · 4 months ago
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I really can't do this no more I don't wanna go to fk school😭
Btw look at these totally kawaii cute mixture of lil doodles
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This just what I think they would look like tho, don't take it personally cuz I feel like some of yall fk racist
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Idk what I was on to make this
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Ik the quality is complete dookey rn but it just cuz my phone is a Samsung, no diss to Samsung but they just need to fix it up a lil bit
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*genderbening*
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tryingartistghost · 9 months ago
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Portia Devorak genderbened---> Pers Devorak
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sasukeless · 2 years ago
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genderbent sns when they only genderben one are soo annoying but god when the genderbend is naruto is also so funny like. how would that work because you and me both know sasuke doesnt like women
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luckyspade123 · 2 years ago
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I will post everything I make for last couple days
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