#got me lookin like 5 when he does 6

[spacequokka]

no i'm still right here screaming

[monkabonka1]

Bone-Crushing Excitement Reactions from Worst to Best

this my opinion, dont kill me :(((((

#28, Sol Badguy

Call me soup in a house on fire cause There is Nothing

#27, Chipp

deserved tbh

#26, Ky Kiske

boorriinnggggggg

#25, Goldlewis

When I am eating a boiled burger (the worst part of my current internship)

#24, May

The only reason shes higher than Goldlewis is cause shes my main (im shit at fighting games)

#23, Anji Mito

Jaw

#22, Ramlethal

Broken jaw

#21, Axl Low

Bri'ish with the fucked up mouth angles, holy shit

#20, Potemkin

Why does he look like my dad?????

#19, I-No

*glasses off*

#18, Leo Whitefang

Go crazy, go stupid

#17, Nagoriyuki

Bonus points for locs, teeth, and my emotional support vampire

#16, Elphelt

Just like me fr, this is what I look like when I stub my toe

#15, Brisket

*Insert corny smile HD joke*

#14, Giovana

The two wolves inside of me

#13, Millia Rage

Looks like the scream painting and I love it

#12, Asuka

Happy 70th Birthday grandpa

#11, Zato-1 and Eddie

Bro even Eddie freakin

#10, Baiken

The little shit weeb inside of me is screaming

#9, A.B.A

that's actually how I stim sometimes

#8, Johnny

Jojo lookin ass pose

#7, Sin Kiske

Chomp

#6, Bedman?

THEY KEPT THE TEETH!!!!!

#5, Slayer

Can't give wifey the ick

#4, Happy Chaos

Let's go gambling!

#3, Testament

Turned on, cummed, and got hit by post-nut clarity in 1 second

#2, Faust

FAUSTLINGS!!!!!!!!!!

#1, Jack-o

Thats what the point of the mask is

[vanderwoodlings]

how do you kill a feeling: a blair/dan playlist (x)

Tracklist and commentary under the cut:

This is also entirely country music, because, uh… I wanted to? And at least one person (hi Liz) seemed into the idea? Generally when it comes to GG, we skew more towards pop than anything else, so it was a fun experiment!

1. “Easy Silence,” The Chicks. And I come to find a refuge in the/Easy silence that you make for me/It’s okay when there’s nothing more to say to me

2. “Walkin’ After Midnight,” Patsy Cline. [dan voice] I’ve been walking around the city all night with one paralyzing, all-consuming thought

3. “Found It In You,” Tiera Kennedy. The confidence to know that I can be happy/Just ‘cause you tell me that you got me.

4. “Friends Don’t,” Maddie & Tae. [Insert obligatory aromantic disclaimer that Friends Do, Thanks, here.] That aside, this is just… so stupid best friends in pining denial dair-coded

5. “I Try to Think About Elvis,” Patty Loveless. When you’re ass backwards crushing on Blair Waldorf and you would like to not be, please

6. “Hey, Good Lookin’,” Hank Williams. This one was one that just clicked as a dair song at random somewhere—something about the I’m gonna throw my date book over the fence bit especially—and sparked this playlist into being

7. “Lay It On Me,” Mickey Guyton. I want the truth and all your lies/I want your perfectly imperfect

8. “I’ll Be,” Reba McEntire. And mayhaps Dan has a white knight complex. I’ll be the rock that will be strong for you/The one that will hold on to you

9. “Marigold,” Paisley Fields. Marigold, bold and bright/Marigold, through spring and summer/You brighten up my night, marigold

10. “After I Fall,” Lee Ann Womack. And mayhaps Blair is a bit traumatized. After I fall, where do I stand/After my heart is in your hands/And you’ve got it all

11. “cowboy take me away,” Brittney Spencer. This one is in the Vibe—because God knows neither of them want to get out of the city and get dirt on their hands—it’s more something wild and unruly

12. “I Can’t Help It (If I’m Still in Love with You),” Johnny Cash. Dan pining moments

13. “This Kiss,” Faith Hill. I always love story imagery with Blair, so of course we’ve got Cinderella said to Snow White/“How does love get so off course/Oh, all I wanted was a white knight/With a good heart/Soft touch, fast horse.”

14. “Wrecking Ball,” Emmylou Harris. This song’s got the narrator offering a first date if the other person is in, in spite of the lack of privacy she’s got/the things the other person might know, which is very Gossip Girl, but there’s also something about the Meet me at the wrecking ball (wrecking ball)/I’ll wear something pretty and white that feels very Blair

15. “Death Of Me,” Reyna Roberts. Took this barely beating heart and brought it back to life/But this love might be the death of me.

16. “Starting Over,” Chris Stapleton. Gotta give them something good. And, honey, for once in our life/Let’s take our chances and roll the dice

17. “Grow Old with Me,” Sunny Sweeney. They all said we’d never fit so well together/Grow old with me, I’ll keep you young forever

18. “Jolene,” Dolly Parton. I’ve used this as a Blair’s Serena complex song before, way back on the blairena playlist and uh… I was right ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

19. “Milwaukee,” Wyatt Flores. Okay, yeah, wrong city, but—You can hate my eyes for watching you leave/You can hate my should have chased you down feet/…/Please don’t hate my heart

20. “What Brings Life Also Kills,” Kolton Moore & the Clever Few. Dear, I’m writing this for you/As I contemplate tomorrow/Why did it end so soon?

21. “Buddy,” Willie Nelson. S6 dangina hours!!!!

22. “Why’d You Come in Here Lookin’ Like That,” Dolly Parton. Exists in the theoretical Dan slut era of my dreams. He’s out slow dancing with every girl around/I’m a soft-hearted woman, he’s a hardheaded man/And he’s gonna make me feel just as bad as he can

23. “Foolin’ Ourselves,” Evan Honer. Welcome to the dairfair! We get a little chronologically blurry here for the sake of the Sound being right, but I trust y’all to follow along

24. “On the Other Hand,” Randy Travis. On one hand, I could stay and be your lovin’ man/But the reason I must go is on the other hand.

25. “Summertime,” Orville Peck. You and I/Bide our time/And I miss summertime

26. “Satin Sheets,” Tammy Wynette. If Serena gets “Jolene” (or even, sort of, the pseudo-honorable “On the Other Hand”), Chip gets this. Blair canonically sings Wynette’s “Stand By Your Man” about him (which really fucks me up), so I knew she had to be on here somewhere, but I wasn’t expecting something quite so suitable to jump right out. But your money can’t hold me tight/Like he does on a long, long night

27. “Your Someone,” May Erlewine. I thought that I was stronger/I willed myself to be/But love can be so tender/I feel a tenderness in me

28. “To June This Morning,” Ruston Kelly, Kacey Musgraves.

29. “Love is Alive,” The Judds. Love is a man and he’s mine/Love is alive/And at our breakfast table

30. “Love Is A Wild Thing,” Kacey Musgraves. There’s no way to stop it, so don’t try to

[darkcloudsatnight]

Got any helmet party headcannons?

Sorta

Okok so,

1. I do most of these based off of what I've seen before, being like, Engineer is literally the only person who can calm Soldier down. It's like, in a way where if Soldier's mad about a problem, say how in expiration date, he was mad he couldn't teleport bread anymore, Engineer would be right then and there to calm Soldier down, because in expiration date he told Soldier he could still teleport bread (albeit, Engineer didn't know the bread would mutate, but still, he immediately thought of a way to calm him down). (And I know he could do this easily for anyone's problems, but I feel like he'd do it specifically for Soldier for his well-being, you know?)

2. Soldier will get into bar fights with Demoman and they will blow up a bar and I feel like Soldier would go to Engineer instead of Medic because he's "a "real" American who is smart and knows how to fix problems" and I'm pretty sure another one of those problems on top of Soldier's injuries would be dealing with the fact him and Demo most likely killed dozens of drunk people and then blew up the evidence.

3. Engineer isn't like a "malewife" to me, but I feel like he's more of a concerned person, as we all should be, who can also get fed up and tired of bullshit. (how much bullshit it takes to get him fed up is depending on the bullshit level) And considering Soldier does a lot of bullshit he can get fed up and let Soldier deal with it (also because he doesn't just want Soldier to be dependent on other people solving his problems for him)

4. Soldier will kill for Engineer and vice versa. The only difference being that Soldier will gift the dead body to Engineer to show him what he's done for him, and Engineer will kill and dispose of the body right in front of Soldier.

5. They like lookin at rocks n trading them sometimes. That's all I'll say.

6. WHEN IT COMES TO SAY GEX 😈😈😈😈

I personally am not that big a fan of bottom Soldier, but I can see it happening. I myself am a fan o bottom Engie but you do you people I ain't judging. (It's just what I'm used to😭)

7. Soldier is somewhat clingy. Not in a "I need him to be mine and only mine" but more of a, "where the fuck did he go?" But he doesn't linger on it too long.

8. They can and will kill each other if they get too fed up with each other (but they don't stay mad for that long)

9. SOLDIER WILL CLING ONTO ENGINEER LIKE A BOA CONSTRICTOR WHEN SLEEPING HOLY SHIT. Engineer doesn't mind it but it does hurt sometimes, especially if he falls asleep in a bad position and then is constantly clung onto.

[theprettiestchandaleir]

Working on mechasm redesigns and my own lore because tot won’t give me any

Art below

1. Manieuse

The oldest of the mechasms and a bit of a protector (this one prob took the least amount to draw lmao)

2. F��zard

Second oldest and pretty chill I don’t think they’d do much (HAH FETUS LOOKIN AH *points and laughs in there face*)

3. Lokus

The third oldest and I will admit was badass as hell in s4 (we should’ve gotten more on bro because like how come they died when there heart was taken but not orgonax??? ANSWER ME TOT HOW TF DOES THIS WORK 🤬 killing bro when they could’ve lived)

4. Dedudia

The fourth oldest and is twins with persy (They kinda reminded me of toxxine so I want to make there personality like her tbh)

5. Persyant

The fifth of the mechasms and twins with dia (I had the hardest time drawing this mf for no reason like I just hate the way it looks for some reason gonna explode them)

6. Figinine

The second youngest and feel they’d be shy for no reason (the body killed me to draw but I got it at some point)

7. ORGONAXXX 🎉🎊🎉🍾

The baby of the mechasms and the gentle giant ever until his break up with qilby/j (i Drew him last and started tweakin when I realized he looks so much different then his sibs as I used his old designs as inspo because i HATE the s4 look so the designs will probably change slightly to look more coherent with eachother)

[chuuyaandreaderkilldazai]

Ranking JJK Characters I Don't Like

Ranging from mild dislike (14) to LOATHE WITH EVERY INCH OF MY BEING (1).

14. Mai: I don't hate her. I sympathize with her. I just wish she wasn't the way she is.

13. Junpei: I do have compassion for him, but ... school shooter vibes. Not a fan.

12. Noritoshi: Bad vibes.

11. Toji: Bad dad. And he's so nosy, too. Why does he always insert himself into situations with his fists swinging? Actually, now that I think about it, that's kind of iconic behavior. But all it ever really did was create more problems. If he had never inserted himself into the plot, Geto would have probably never turned mass-murderer-cult-leader--WE COULD HAVE HAD EVERYTHING. So it's a pass for me. Also, his haircut is off-putting for reasons I cannot articulate. It's like one day in middle school he got a haircut and just never changed up the style ever again.

10. Jogo: Ugly.

9. Uraume: Character design: slay. Helping Sukuna: not slay.

8. Like every adult from the Zenin clan: BECAUSE THEY SUCK.

7. Tengen: Old and entitled.

6. Kenjaku: Old and entitled part two. What gives him the right?

5. Sukuna: Horrid, nasty man. I feel like I shouldn't have to elaborate.

4. Ui Ui: Annoying. Literally, why are you even here?

3. Mei Mei: First of all, how am I supposed to take you seriously with that stupid braid hanging in front of your face? From the very instant her character was introduced, I did not like her, but I thought maybe I was being a woman hater for no reason, so I really did try to tolerate her. But when we finally saw that scene in season two. PRISON!!! I was right. She's the worst. We are not gonna ignore that. Check her files.

2. That thing with the blond side ponytail: I hate him so much I don't even know his name. I don't care to know it. I would say why do you as a man look like that, but honestly why do you as a HUMAN BEING look like that? Why do you act like that? Why are you skipping around wearing a poorly made DIY toga? Whole nip is hanging out, and no one asked to see that. Why are you HOLDING HANDS with your blade? Freak. There is something so intrinsically, inherently, ONTOLOGICALLY wrong with him, you can't even blame it on childhood trauma or a personality disorder. The only time I ever supported Sukuna was when he bullied this emaciated Jo Jo Siwa lookin' thing in Shibuya.

Mahito: I hate him so much. I hate him more than I've ever hated any character. I actually lose the ability to speak coherently when I think about him because I hate him so much. I think it's so cringe when try-hard dudes say, "When I'm angry all I see is red." But when I think about Mahito it really is like blood and pure rage cloud my vision. He is literally the embodiment of if you gave an edge lord psychopathic eleven year old the power to kill people. "Wee, I'm so powerful and killing people is just SoooOoOoOoOOOo much fun!!" SHUT UP!!!!!!!! SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! YOU ARE NOT FUNNY. YOU ARE NOT CUTE. YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL IN ANY WAY. He is genuinely the most irritating character I have ever come across. And as the story progresses, he just gets worse. What do you mean he can duplicate himself? Now we have to deal with TWO of this wretched creature? What do you mean he can be decapitated AND HIS HEAD WILL SPROUT LIMBS AND SPRINT AWAY? STOOOOOOOOOP. AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHAT HAPPENED TO NANAMI--I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. Mahito is such a nasty, slithy, bothersome, despicable, nauseating little cockroach. "Yuji, you and I are the same." Huh? You thought you did something there, didn't you? You thought you ate and came up with some kind of deep, revolutionary concept? It's giving pretentious philosophy dude who thinks he's superior for being a little contrarian, nihilistic Nietzsche butt licker. When Yuji finally humbled him, I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed seeing the fear in his eyes. For one brief, fleeting moment, I could finally understand what sadists must feel like. Honestly, we deserved to watch him suffer, and I wish he would have suffered far more for far longer. Rot in anguish, Mahito. You will not be missed nor forgiven.

[bluewinnerangel]

Absolutely stuck on the overwhelming amount of louis today so I'm just gonna turn that energy into recapping everything that made my heart melt today (warning I love all things):

his close to 1.5 hrs late grandpa entrance pls, and that security said it was because he was having lunch

the place was playing his Tour Bus Playlist yey

the many pictures and videos of him looking up at fans, full of love and smiles and warmth and mhm fuck this

when a fan asked him to write "bisexual rights" rainbows and crying emojis go here

him getting real confused when asked to write "nothing's changed" because he was thinking of the line "some things change" instead like mans wrote an album full of lines "contradicting himself" (his words) including a massive pile of "change" everywhere dont play

his face when the fan with the trans flag was talking to him

when a fan said "you're really beautiful" and he responded with "hahaha nice one"

when a fan asked if he knew her twitter because she does piano covers of his songs and he was like YEAH THE PIANO YEAH YEAH YEAH I SEE YOU ALL THE TIME *sparkly eyes*

when a fan asked him to write "hey babe" and he laughed like "hahaha yeah" like just the tone you gotta hear it he knows everything were fine

saying he likes "i choked when your smoke got in me eye" just hearing him say and put emphasis on that line.

so. much. football. talk. here's one

on that note him making this lil shit face when he told a fan their team was gonna lose

when a fan was wearing the green nike jumper he wore recently and he said "ive got that jumper - i know you know that already"

the little wave to the people in the screen

him saying hes not gonna draw a heart "only because im fucking shit at drawing hearts" and then drawing a heart and ye she quirky but i hope he knows that makes it even better

or when a fan asked to draw a little star and his response was to ask them whether they wanted it "5 sides or 6" and "I've not drawn a star in years" again excusing his drawing and then draws a star just fine

writing "we'll be alright"

his lil hiya's and nice one's and cheers'

^Seriously the way he greeted everyone was so early 1d days signings esque im not coping with the passage of time rn

the gum chewing

that a fan told him OTB wasn't a lonely song anymore

"YOU LOOK ROUGH LADS GHAGHAGHAGHA GHA GHAHGHGHA"

When a fan told him "if france wins the game you have to sing angels fly next week" he immediately went "but what about if england win" and told the fan if england win they have to show up in an england shirt at their next gig in france and then his crew apparently very much in on his betting behavior dead serious going REMEMBER HER FACE! REMEMBER HER FACE! ILL REMEMBER HER FACE and then they also thanked the fan lol

the harry meme shirt lookin eyein gazin smirkin seein perceivin happenin

his jumper. that's it.

yk his hair also.

eyes.

The whole chat about AFH in Mexico within the next 5 years and that video especially these frames thank you

personal favorite: when he was asked to write Faith In The Future's initials and he kept looking at the title on his own album cover to make sure he got the right letters

[sinner-sunflower]

P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 17/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26

I live!

I can finally post this chapter 😭😭😭

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Before anyone could react, Lucifer flashes his eyes with a chilling intensity. Time itself stopped, as if the universe held its breath.

The now sinner wasn't even the least bit surprised; in fact, he didn't even tried to hide his annoyance.

Adam: Ugh. I hate it when you do that. I'm surprised Sera never questioned why our meetings were so short-

The sudden impact to Adam's chest silenced him mid-sentence. One moment he was speaking, the next he was on his back with the King of Hell straddling him. He loves seeing Lucifer furious, but only when he knows the other can't kill him as long as he's an angel of Heaven.

Can't not won't because he's pretty sure Lucifer will kill him if given the chance.

He doesn't know if he should be grateful of the fact that Lucifer didn't kill him in the last extermination.

Lucifer: How are you here?

Lucifer spoke with fire, lightly singeing Adam's face as he asked, no, demanded an answer.

Adam: U-Fuck! I don't know man! Get off du- Hey! Stop that! Hands off the merchandise!

Adam yelled as Lucifer ripped open his clothes, revealing a white scar right in the middle of the first man's chest.

Lucifer: Talk.

The other gulped. Adam had never been afraid of Lucifer not back then and especially not now. But he does value his life, so.

Adam: Man, I told you. I. Don't. Know. One minute I was dyin' on your gross floor and then next poof I woke up on the edge of some fucking cliff looking like one of you disgusting freaks. You have no idea how much of a bitch it was to walk from there to this stupid city. I kept dying from random shit and then I spawn back to that cliff!

Lucifer: What cliff?

Adam: Dude, do I look like a cliff expert? Just some random one with a weird lookin' mountain over-

Lucifer: Which direction!

Adam: -South! God, chill.

The Sin of Pride doesn't need a map to know what Adam is now talking about. He may be a recluse but he knows Hell like the back of his hand.

Lucifer: Mount Sinai…

Adam: Uh what?

Lucifer: Mount Sinai, principal site of divine revelation.

Adam: Huh? Isn't that where that Moses dude got the 10 rules-

Lucifer: Commandments.

Adam: -from your daddy?

Lucifer: First of all, don't call The Almighty "daddy". Second, yes. Most significant landscapes that form on Earth reflect here. Even the one where Satan tested Prince of Heaven.

Adam purposely yawns obnoxiously.

Adam: Boringggg. What does that mountain got to do with me?

Lucifer: Maybe it's telling you that you're now a disgusting freak like us cause you're too stupid to realize.

Adam: Fuck you.

Lucifer: No thanks.

To that, the turned sinner quirked an eyebrow and gave a little smirk.

Adam: Oh really? Cause you're not getting off me any time soon. Unless… You want the whole Eden package, Luci?

Lucifer's face spoke volumes, each expression a testament to his thoughts on the matter at hand. Adam, catching the subtle disdain in Lucifer's gaze, felt a twinge of offense directed at his pride. After all they'd been through??! It's like the guy doesn't even know him.

Adam: Rude ass bitch. Fuckin' get off then before one of us does a different kind of getting off.

The King jumped back as if he'd been scorched, hissing his disdain for the man before him.

Adam: You act like I wanted to come here. Down here is just... ugh. I want to go back up there, thank you very much. This place looks even tackier than last time, by the way. I even went to the damn embassy.

Lucifer chose to ignore the jab about the hotel.

Lucifer: Let me guess, you forgot the ban on any sinner soul to enter?

Adam: Who even thought of that?!

Lucifer: You did, dumbass.

Adam: Yeah- well- I still say it's your fault! Now go there and contact Sera for me. How are you still here anyway? Shouldn't Heaven be punishing you for killing their totally fuckable first man?

Lucifer: Fatherdamnit, why did your ego not die with your divinity? And to answer your question, Heaven hasn't contacted us ever since the battle.

Adam: What?! Why??? I'm THE fucking first man! Maybe they're preparing for a war to kill all you fuckers.

Lucifer: They're preparing for a war alright.

Lucifer didn't mean to say that but thankfully Adam's habit of selective hearing whenever he speaks hasn't changed.

Adam: What was that?

Lucifer: I said maybe you're just that insignificant to them.

Adam: Just like you? Also, why the fuck do you look like that?

The King tilts his head to the side, a calculated gesture meant to convey innocence.

Lucifer: Like what?

Adam: Like that!

Lucifer: What do you mean? I've always looked like this.

Adam: Uhhh no. I've known you for literally all my life and after. I think I would've made fun of you more if you looked like an emo clown since the beginning.

Lucifer: How would you know what an emo is?

Adam: Bruh, have you seen my lieutenant?

He had but he doesn't think she's emo. Charlie had an emo phase and that just became his basis on what that word means. An idea struck him, and he pondered sharing some old photos of Charlie to Vaggie...

His contemplation was interrupted by Adam's whistle, pulling him back to the present moment.

Adam: Helloooooooo. Earth to Lucifer. I'm still here you know and I know that you don't want me here as much as I do.

Adam is right.

Though the first man's presence grated on him, and the fact that he wants nothing more than to send him back to Heaven, he knew it was a futile endeavor.

There is no way they're going to take him back because, for one, whether they like it or not, the guy is a demon now.

He could try Sera but she hasn't contacted him since the last extermination-that-wasn't and Michael did mention "taking care" of her so that's out of the question.

Seeing as there is no other solution, he resigned himself to handling the situation as every other demon had.

Lucifer: Let's make a deal then.

Adam: Psh! A deal with the literal Devil? You think I'm some kind of moron?

Lucifer: .... Maybe.

Adam: Fuck you!

Lucifer: Yeah yeah. You keep saying that. So?

Adam must have deduced that this was Lucifer's way of saying"what other choice do you have?" and just groans in resignation.

Adam: Just lay it on me.

Lucifer: You be my personal assistant.

His reply came as quick as the offer.

Adam: No.

Lucifer: No?

Adam: Yeah fuck that. I'm not gonna be your servant.

Lucifer: I'm fine with leaving you on the streets, you know. But how do you think the demons out there will react once they discover that you're a former angel? The head of the exorcists at that. And trust me, we will let them know.

Adam: Yeah- well- The hotel! I'm pretty sure your dear princess won't turn me away if I say that I'm here for this redemption bullshit.

Lucifer: Oh! That's great then! I'm sure Nifty won't have a problem having another helping knife- I mean, hand around.

Lucifer, for his part, harbored no illusions about allowing the man near his daughter, but he found a certain amusement in Adam's discomfort, especially with Nifty.

The prospect of Adam's paranoia amuses him greatly that he allowed himself a faint chuckle.

Adam's eyes flick towards the gremlin cyclops. HDespite his attempts to rationalize away his fear, he couldn't shake the sensation of impending danger of being killed. Again. He lets out an involuntary shiver.

Weighing the pros and cons, he eventually decides that his life is more important than his pride.

Adam: Fiiiiiiiiiiiineee. I'll be your fuckin' errand boy.

Lucifer: Great! And another thing. Keep the innuendos to a zero. Especially around my daughter.

Adam: Come on. Don't tell me you don't love it!

Lucifer: I really don't.

Adam: Anyone would be lucky to have a taste of this majestic dick, yaknow.

Lucifer: Yeahhhhhh, still no.

Adam: I heard you can change into a girl.

A snap.

Adam: So, just let me fuck you once and I promise you'll never want another dick agai-

As the static noise filled the room, Adam found himself the target of collective anger and simmering hostility from the others. His ill-considered words had ignited a storm of rage, each member of the gathering consumed by thoughts of murder.

Adam was the only one physically affected, his ears covered in a futile attempt to shield himself from the overwhelming static.

Alastor: I suggest you watch what you say next, first man.

Sensing the danger he's in, Adam stood up and pointed an accusatory finger at Lucifer. Well, he tried to but he got pinned back to the ground by sets of multiple hands.

Adam: You set me up!

Lucifer: Dunno what you're talkin' about, buddy.

Charlie: Dad, what's going on? What do we do with Adam?

Lucifer: Don't worry about him, sweetie. He'll be staying at the palace doing my paperwork like a good assistant-

Adam: -Ugh! I hate doing paperwork!

Lucifer: -until we can figure out why he's here.

Charlie: I don't know, dad...

Lucifer: Trust me. You don't want him here.

The silent exchange between father and daughter carried a weight of unspoken understanding. After a while, Charlie gave her dad a reluctant but genuine expression of trust. Her acknowledgment broke the tension, softening the atmosphere between them.

Charlie: Okay. I trust you.

However, their moment was interrupted by the clearing of a throat, drawing their attention back to the chaotic scene unfolding before them. Adam is now suspended upside down by the irate Sins and Alastor.

Adam: So uh, can you tell your simps to put me down now?

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So! I'm back.

I didn't really plan for Adam to be part of the hotel right now. We'll still get to see him but he'll just be at the palace.

With Lute and Heaven not knowing that Adam isn't dead but just fallen and Hell not knowing that Sir Pentious has been redeemed.... who knows what will happen?

Hope this chapter was worth the wait ;;

And yes that is a Jesus mention.

[nomsfaultau]

Daily ask №27!

Turn the lights off x Fault edition because why not!

For context TTLO is my unpublished fic that I'm working on. The main plot is that Tommy accidentally gets into the cryptid world where he meets new friends and uncovers the truth about his past.

1. In TTLO cryptids are people who have died in some unusual way and then stayed in the community's memory as folklore, cautionary tales, etc. After some emotions and belief are poured into them, they reappear as monsters aka cryptids. That could include anything from vampires to sirens to a girl who cut their head open on a rock and emerged as some mushroom monstrosity. Now that that's out of the way, what sort of cryptids would Fault characters be, if they were one?

2. What sort of a cryptid would YOU be? On that note, I might've made you canon in TTLO for the funsies. You're a mute author who lived in the main town quite some years ago, but one time the town's connection to the other towns got temporarily cut off for whatever reason and with that, a paper and ink shortage happened. You, due to not being able to express your stories and ideas, went completely mad and wrote all over your walls with blood. And died shortly. Now you're chilling in the cryptid world. Thoughts?

3. Do you have any fic ideas that you really enjoy but don't even try to fulfil because you know you won't be able to? Share 'em!

4. How would YOU like to mess up my story if you got the chance to enter it? Yk how I interact with the Fault characters but in reverse. Go on, cause chaos.

5. Would you actually be interested in me ranting about TTLO? Not in asks, of course, just in general? °👉👈°

Philza.

There’s an old man who lives at the edge of town. Been there far longer than you or me, and some say our grandparents could claim the same, and so could theirs. His smile is meltingly warm, but something ain’t right. Might be the look in his eyes, distant, like he’s lookin at a memory instead of you. Might be the crows that always circle over head, like they know he’s already decomposing. The old man’s nice enough folk if you ever talk, but don’t ever linger too long. Not that you’ll run out of welcome; it’s the opposite you best be worrying about with that one. Every few years a kid gets too curious, gets taken underwing by the old man. He collects the oddballs, the ones who don’t quite fit in. Always young, always someone who won’t be missed. The kids who go to him look happier but…only for a little while. Hard to smile when you’re gone. Anderson was the most recent, good head on that one. He is going big places one of these days. Or was. Now his only destination is 6 feet under. And the old man? Well. There’s a young man who lives at the edge of town. Been there far longer than you or me, and some say our grandparents could claim the same, and so could theirs. 

Wilbur. 

Nobody looks the homeless in the eyes. Fingers drumming on dashboards, pinned on stoplights and passengers and mirrors and anywhere but the man on the street corner whistling for loose coins. Nobody looks the homeless in the eyes, and so no one sees when the winter hollows them out to something hopeless. No one sees when starvation claws out everything inside until all that’s left is hunger, hunger, hunger. No one sees when life leaves those eyes. No one sees. Today there was a new stranger in town. It doesn’t draw more than glances despite being a head taller than the crowd. No one can bear to look the new stranger in the eyes. Maybe he doesn’t have any. But the town does notice when people begin to go missing, if only because these ones were important enough for their deaths to matter. The new stranger doesn’t beg like the others do. He doesn’t need to. The new stranger whistles a jaunty tune as it drifts in and out of so-called society, its lips stained with blood. 

The Blade. 

A good soldier never falters, never loses, never ceases. They say he was the best soldier, once. The war was a brutal one, long and cruel. Maybe there was honor in it, maybe there wasn’t. It doesn’t matter so much when there’s an enemy before you and a threat to your life. It matters even less when you’re losing. The fort was over run, the flag long since ripped down. His fellow warriors bled out in messy, unremarkable ways. Sudden, with no time to mourn or care, as if they weren’t his brothers in arms. The invading army was taking prisoners if you lay down your weapons and accepted indignity. Not for a second did he consider surrender, though there wasn’t a hope of surviving when outnumbered twenty to one. But a good soldier never falters. They say he was the best soldier, once. He did not hesitate, throwing himself at the next foe, and the next, fighting tooth and nail. One man can’t take on an army, but he tried. The soldier fought day and night. It was not an enemy that laid him low but the collapsing of his own exhausted body. Sleep claimed him once and for all. But a good soldier never loses. They say he was the best soldier, once. So he simply picked himself back up and continued until panting and soaked in viscera he alone stood in the husk of the ravaged fortress. And yet, he had not yet won. A soldier’s duty does not end with one battle. One man can’t take on a war, but he did. The soldier hunted down every last opponent, a wave of slaughter shredding through battalions until the brutal was over. But what is a soldier during peace? Nothing. Relentlessly, the soldier continues to wage war upon any and all he encounters, prowling the wilderness and waiting for the next fight. Because a good soldier never ceases. They say he was the best soldier, once. They don’t say what he is now. 

Tubbo.

You hear about Rhodes’ kid? Shame. Damn shame. Such a sweet kid, friendly. Too friendly. Got drawn in like a moth to flame with those- well, I mean cult’s strong language and I don’t want to tread on toes with whose god is right, but…mm. Bad sorts. Sweet as honey, sure, but I had a feeling in my gut it was going to break bad when the kid started hanging around at their church meetings. Should’ve opened my mouth, but you know how desperate they were for friends. You remember the news article, right? How many pieces did they find the kid in again? Somethin like four hundred thousand? Huh. Well all I’ll say -and you don’t tell Rhodes this yah hear? He don’t need no more heart break. But I don’t see how the cops figured out it was them. And- and you really can’t repeat I said this- but I could’ve sworn I saw his kid today, handing out fliers for that cult like they weren’t all arrested years ago. Hey! I know they’re dead! And yet…well. Couldn’t’ve been anyone else. Maybe it’s nothing, Mrs. Fletcher, but I saw Jasmine talkin to them, and- and has she come back from school yet? …oh. Maybe we should round up the search party. Better safe than sorry. 

Tommy. 

They had to chain the door to the water tower, though it’s far too late. Not that anybody lives in the surrounding town anymore despite all the new vacancies; they say the tap still tastes of iron. The chain is bulky and intimidating, but everyone knows it was locked before too and it didn’t save anyone. If anything it makes it a challenge, and all the threatening signs they put up after would only tempt more dares from reckless teens if the town still had those. It had to have been a dare gone wrong. Had to be. Because otherwise that meant there was someone in town who’d drag a teenager all the way up a water tower just to drown him, and nobody could handle the thought. The faucets ran red for weeks after. The health officials swore up and down it was safe despite the color. Maybe they were right. Maybe what happened after had nothing at all to do with the dead kid, but nobody really believes that. Because even if no one held that kid down thrashing and gurgling, surely there was someone to blame. Everyone, maybe. The friends who pressured him to climb up, the parents who didn’t enforce curfew, the maintenance worker who forgot to lock the facility. Each dragged out, their every flaw magnified and contorted into something intolerable. The lucky were ran out of town mottled with bruises. The justice didn’t stop there, of course. Onto the bully who must’ve driven the teen to it, the neighbor who could’ve warned the parents when he snuck out of the house, the passerby who might’ve seen them crossing the street. Fewer and fewer survived the trials, the fingers pointed at one another quick to turn into claws. It spiraled out into uncontrolled accusations, mobs descending upon any and all and soon unraveling into pure anarchy. The town ripped itself apart. Literally, viscerally. The rivers ran scarlet with their blood, staining the banks and their hands. It couldn't be helped. The town had developed a taste for blood. 

brooo your world building is so sickkkkk ahhh.

2.Yeah that’s probably how I go out tbh. I’d not be functional without the ability to write or draw. Hope someone at least copied down the bloody words otherwise that was waste of time smh. Some people just don’t appreciate the fact that the ~5 liters of blood the average person has doesn’t actually go that far. 

And God already assigned me vampire for my monstersona. But a couple years ago I had a dream about a fallen angel who was deeply in denial about it. They were a thick ring of white feathers and periodic wings covered in golden eyes that wept as they were forced to confront the fact that the human world was soon to be invaded by demons, and the forces of hell would be slaughtered. So like ideal bod am I right gamers. 

3.Not a fic, but a game. Multiple endings. Had it before SBI, but more vague notions in the years I’ve had it. Starts with Phil moving into a new house. Some clear trauma hidden, world building set up. Then teen hero Tommy stumbles into his house suffering a concussion, thinking it’s his house. Real bad off. Phil helps him out natch, ends up with a bleeding kid asleep on his couch and is just trying to cope with that. When Tommy gets better he’s freaked out and defensive and runs away immediately. But also…now he knows someone who can do stitches. And so the next time is weeks later and he’s dragging in a hissing and panicking fellow teen hero, who is far less okay with a civilian knowing they’re hurt and possibly learning their identity. Cue Phil beginning to run into more and more teen heroes and slowly earning their trust. It’s mostly about picking the right dialogue to build up rapport, though with some minigames for things like giving the kids medical aid, getting them the right presents that are helpful for either vigilante or civilian life, and making tasty food to fill their scrappy bodies and win them over. It is very, very difficult though. 

Cause like. The reason they’re all kids is because heroes kinda don’t last long enough to become adults? It’s a very gritty setting, focusing on the factors that drive kids of all different backgrounds into becoming heroes and the poor ways they cope with the pressure. With Tommy it’s like a sanctioned way to get out his anger issues and receive adoration. Techno’s dead parents were villains so he feels like he has to prove he isn’t like them bc of societal pressure. Probably in foster care, so it’ll be time consuming to try and adopt him. Tubbo was meant to be a sidekick but got shoved into the role, technically with the support of a hero agency but there’s way too much pressure to fill an adult role. It’s a toxic situation, but Tubbo is convinced he has to do this to save everyone (but himself) and the heroes have enough power to make things very difficult for Phil if he tries to help Tubbo too much. Niki is absolutely seething about the state of things, and is honestly more a vigilante because she refuses to sit back on corrupt ‘good guy’ practices. She’s homeless, but wary of any authority figures so has to warm up to consider crashing at Phil’s. Stuff like that idk its very nebulous and I’m kinda making stuff up rn. Thoughts about abusive parents, or parents that force into the good hero role in a perfectionist way (Ranboo maybe?), maybe a kid starting villainy? It’s a very extended cast thing. 

Some are way more trusting, others have bad experiences with adults, others think Phil is a civilian and so needs to shut up and be protected. Bonding scenes like helping protect a secret identity, or distracting a villain in a fight, or patching up wounds, or baking to keep up with superhero metabolisms, or giving life advice (be it for prom date or nemesis). Phil is running around herding cats and lots of the time supporting one means others might not stay safe. Also Phil in the past got like ptsd from a villain attack and so has to deal with his own problems, idk details. And also finds out his corporate job is helping the BBEG uh oh. Phil probably get kidnapped to draw out all the heroes to save him. Or, well, the ones with negative relationships are unlikely to help, making it harder for the rest to succeed. 

The endings come into play considering how many kids you’ve managed to take care of/win the trust of/get to safer situations. Some are far far harder to convince to trust Phil, or may be down but Phil’s ability to help may be limited. Essentially, the higher the relationship bars are with everyone the better the ending. Neutral or negative relationships lead to stuff like injuries or deaths, though not necessarily related to the kid with the low stats always. Cause obviously you’d care more about the kids that you went through the effort of getting their routes right. So it could be like a teammate failed to help, or they weren’t able to cohesively function as a group, or Phil hadn’t knocked in enough sense to stop being self sacrificial/more invested in taking the villain down than making sure no one’s hurt, or the kid that could’ve dragged the injured one to get healed by Phil didn’t trust him and the injured hero died without medical intervention. With better endings being very difficult since a lot of the kids have conflicting needs and you’d have to play like perfectly to get even good stats with everyone (impossible to max out everyone). But that leads to things like no one getting hurt, and progressing to getting kids with the highest stats into safer lives thereafter and more support for others.

4.I don’t know too much, but based on the world building I would try to disrupt all the folklore that the characters survive off of. Make like a youtube/podcast debunking all the myths, get hella famous, and do everything I can to disrupt the word of mouth belief that the cryptids rely on. In the human world I'm hailed as fighting disinformation. In the cryptid world I'm like thanos probably.

5.I am SO DOWN oh my God yes please. 

[only-lonely-stars]

Halloween Drabble 7 (Costume Fight)

[1 - Carving Pumpkins] // [2 - Trick-or-Treating] // [3 - Vampirism] // [4 - Scary Movie Marathon] // [5 - Halloween Party] // [6 - Sugar High] // [8 - Cobwebs] – (FFN) (AO3)

Summary:

A collection of drabbles, all to do with Halloween!

Prompt:

Lloyd and Kai costume contest. (Happy097 on Youtube/Discord) Note: I misread the prompt when I wrote it! Have Jay and Kai arguing instead.

Back and forth the verbal volleys flew, one after the other, back to back.

"I'm telling you, vampires are superior! Why else would Skylor match with me?" Kai asked accusingly, hands on hips.

"Because you made her?" Jay retorted, hand on his chest proudly. "At least mine looks good standing alone."

"As if. You look like an eight grade drop-out."

"Well you look like a washed-up theater teacher."

"You barely even had to change your hair, it's so messy and stuck-up!"

"Soooo like your ego? Perfect!"

From across the room, Nya groaned heavily. "Can it, you two. I'm sick of hearing your dumb insults."

"Come on, babe!" Jay whined. "Back me up here!"

"Hey, she's my sister," Kai prodded. "She sides with me."

"I don't side with anyone!" Nya yelled. "Both of your costumes look fine. I don't care."

"Fine as in okay, or fine as in fine?" Kai asked.

"The former, you moron!"

Kai and Jay shared a disappointed look, only to glare at each other again.

"Whatever. I still look good," Jay commented.

"You look like Einstein got fused with Doc from Back to the Future."

"Perfect!" Jay twirled, letting his scientist's coat flare out. "Doc Frankenstein is lookin' good."

Kai rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'm sticking with my vampire."

Nya stifled a snicker. "Gonna sparkle and make all your fangirls swoon?"

"Yes!" He grinned, but then faltered. "Wait. No. No I'm not." Nya and Jay began snickering loudly. "Hey! You set me up!"

"Worth it!" She high-fived Jay.

Kai pouted. "...Does my costume look good, though?"

She smiled indulgently. "Yes, Kai. You look great. Jay, too."

The two perked up. "Really?"

"Yes, really." She grinned. "Almost as good as my siren costume…"

[thepringlesofblood]

the summoning choreography chart

lads the autism got me again. we're in npmd lockdown.

I finally managed to figure out which little 'dance' belongs to each Lord In Black in "The Summoning" bc its hard to tell and it was bugging me. here's a vid for reference.

wiggly - space invaders lookin shit probably meant to be emblematic of his mouth tentacles (0:58, 1:52)

nibbly - licks his lollipop - when others do this they mime licking their hand or any other prop they're holding (1:06, 1:15)

blinky - makes a little triangle w his fingers and looks through it (when pokey does this he looks through his mask) in a sweeping left to right motion (his left). (1:12, 4:53)

tinky - both arms out front and then both arms back cross-country skiing vibes (4:58)

pokey - alternates one arm up one arm down giving drama, michael jackson, disco vibes (1:01, 1:09, 1:19, 3:01)

they each start 'out of the depths of hell and back' doing their own dance and then switch around doing each others dances until 'you summon us once, you summon us twice'

when I compared it to the digital ticket version and I was able to determine the exact order of each Lord's choreography

so i made a chart for yall who wanna learn the summoning choreography under the cut.

i need to sleep

glossary of dance moves and the shorthand i used for them.

im not a choreographer. i am bad at describing how people move in space. so. I used timestamps from the reference video from before. please god do not follow my mediocre descriptions - watch the people in the video do it and copy them.

W - Wiggly (0:58, 1:52)

N - Nibbly (1:06, 1:15)

B - Blinky (1:12, 4:53)

T - Tinky (4:58)

P - Pokey (1:01, 1:09, 1:19, 3:01)

SS - shoulder shimmy (1:21, 4:05, 5:12) (the lords in black-ah, the lords in black-ah)

JN - jerky nod (1:25, 2:26, 5:06) (the devil has won it can't be undone)

KK - karate kid (wax on/wax off) (2:29)

KKT - karate kid tree edition - there’s one wax on for each side and then they do a thing in the middle that looks kinda like a tree. Idk how else to describe it thats why i add timestamps. (5:00)

WW - whatever we want (2:57)

TR - tra la la la (the skip they do on Stephanie has got a gun) (4:31) (it's hard to see in this version, i highly recommend checking out the digital ticket version if possible. they show this move first in the proshot bc they focus entirely on steph for the next line, but it does go second in order behind KK - you can see jon start to do KK at the transition into chunk 5 in the ref video, and at the end of the chunk he's bent forward bc he just got done doing the bowing part at the end of TR (you can see pokey doing that like 3 seconds earlier after nibbly does the skipping part)

i divided the song into chunks based on when the singing/dancing starts & stops.

Chunk 1 (0:58-1:31)

Chunk 2 (1:52-2:00)

Chunk 3 (2:26-2:32)

Chunk 4 (2:57-3:04)

(they don't dance on 'we don't give a shit about your phone' but it's b/w these two chunks in case you're interested)

Chunk 5 (4:31-4:37)

Chunk 6 (4:53-end)

The dance changes every two lines-ish, and each time they all change together. they all do the same thing for chunks 3-5 so I only included it on the first one (Pokey)

each lord in black does each move a lil differently so don't sweat if you can't do it the exact same way as the one (1) example I was able to find of x move in the proshot lol

Pokey Chunk 1

P

W

N

B

P

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Chunk 2

P

W

Chunk 3

JN

KK

Chunk 4

WW

P

Chunk 5 (Stephanie has got a gun)

KK

TR

Chunk 6

P

W

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Nibbly Chunk 1

N

B

P

W

T

N

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Chunk 2

N

B

3-5 are the same Chunk 6

N

B

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Wiggly Chunk 1

W

T

N

B

P

W

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Chunk 2

W

T

3-5 same

Chunk 6

W

T

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Blinky Chunk 1

B

P

W

N

T

B

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Chunk 2

B

P

3-5 same

Chunk 6

B

P

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Tinky (curt ATE in this role lets be real)

Chunk 1

T

N

B

P

W

T

KKT

SS

JN

SS

Chunk 2

T

N

3-5 same

Chunk 6

T

P (ooh a break w tradition rip nibbly tho)

KKT

SS

JN

SS

[peachpopfizz]

yk the first couple of episode drops were a bit ehh to me but like.. these two just hit Right. maybe bc i knew what to expect pacing/story wise now? either way, they're def my faves so far, especially ep 5. that's my Favorite favorite :]

spoilers for both eps under the cut, mostly just me blabberin abt what i liked (warning: its alotta alastor)

for ep 5, at first i thought charlastors/radiobelles were winning (and while i don't ship it myself, i was happy for em) but then the realization of 'wait wait wait this isn't romo at all, alastors tryna be a FATHER FIGURE?!' hit instead and i went WILD bc thats 1000% my preferred dynamic for charlie and al. so uh.. yippee dadlastors, sorry charlastors..? gsjahafdaj

also the "Ha! Fuck you." im normal im normal im NORMAL im SOOOO FUCKIN NORMAL (IM CRAZY IM VRAZY I CRAZY IM CRASTY IM FUCKI)

mimzy!! (mimzie??) her intro was abrupt, but she seems like a doll, and her hug with al was real cute. tho i do think she needed that metaphorical kick in the ass abt al's thoughts when it comes to her leeching off his strength for protection. about that..

ALASTOR ACTUALLY CARES. HE CARES. (seemingly, at least). LIKE, HE ACTUALLY LEGITIMATELY, NON-FANONILY, GIVES A DAMN ABT THE HOTEL. HE WENT OUT OF THE WAY TO PROTECT THE PLACE AND TOLD MIMZY TO LEAVE IF SHE DIDN'T COME FOR REDEMPTION. MAYBE ITS IN HIS OWN WEIRD-GUARDED-PETTY WAY BUT FUCK FUCK HOOOLLLYY FUCK ALASTOR CARES

and one more thing b4 i move onto ep 6, i've already seen some ppl comparing what al did to husk in the hall to angel and val's dynamic, and while i do agree the two are both trapped in unsavory deals (loser, baby literally confirms this) i don't think al's ANYWHERE near as bad as val. was what he did fucked up? oh, yes, definitely. but it really?? shouldn't be surprising??? al's in hell ‘n has all this status for a reason, so i was really just waitin for a moment like that to happen. however, it didn't do any lasting damage. at least i really wouldn't say so. most it did was scare the shit out of husk for a minute, nowhere close to what val does to angel on the daily (see: episode 6). tho im willing to admit i might be lookin thru rose colored glasses bc i love al as a character. my opinion might change when/if the actual conditions of al and husks deal are revealed, but as of rn, i think al acted as he did there bc husk attacked a reeeally sensitive subject. he would've just been the petty bitch he always is if husk said like.. anythin else. oh and uhh yeah im abt 85% sure he and lilith have SOMETHING goin on. idk who the hell else would be powerful enough to have alastor on a leash

..oh yeah, lastly, lucifer was cool :] silly silly guy (with lotsa trauma) that hit me right in the daddy issues. funny tho, i rlly dont have much to say abt the guy despite the ep literally being focused on him. his song with charile was spectacular though, i need to listen to it on its own immediately

okokok, episode 6, finally, hopefully shorter than the mess of text above

first off. vaggie = fallen angel theorists, i would like to bow down and apologize for ever doubting you. i was one of the skeptics, i really was, but the show did it in a way that (albeit rushed, but what hasn't been so far?, thaaanks, 8-episode limit..) made it seem believable, with assdam calling her out for it..

but putting adam aside, uh, lute?? maam?? holy fuck, step on me??? please???? i mean uh. sick character design yk ahah ^^

whats her name.. emily? the younger seraphim girl, i liked her, she was a cutie. she really did just seem like heavens version of charlie. and the older seraphim woman i (expectedly) have mixed feelings abt. i feel like all would've be great it adam got outta her damn ear cause she might've actually be down to try the hotel with em gone.. angel was doing so well

speaking of angel, ANGEL!! oh lookit that character development, charlie's gonna be so fuckn proud!!! also, CHERRI!!!! saw someone else say cherris the devil on angels shoulder while husks the (heh) angel, and i have to say i agree. they both want the best for him, they just have different ways of goin about it.

unsurprisingly, fuck Valentino. although i did notice he was wearing a dress today, so. (through gritted teeth) slay.

thiiink that's all i gotta say for today?? besides the fact that next week is gonna be agonizing, ofc :] buckle up ppl we might get a genuine, emotional chaggie fight come next thursday

..oh yeah!! molly!!! we briefly saw molly!!!! i hope youre absolutely thriving girl, you deserve no less <3

[bucketkicked]

if I had to pick a few songs to REALLY represent Hugo (despite having a lil playlist for him):

1. Radio Head by Talking Heads

Super self-explanatory, given it was the inspiration for him!! Underrated song imo. ❤️😁

Baby your mind is a radio, Got a receiver inside my head. Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength, Lemme tell you what it says: Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...of a brand-new world.

2. Planet Earth by DEVO

Really sums up the crazy, overwhelming experience Hugo’s had on Earth. He’s so confused and lost. But even then, he’s not leaving any time soon.

On planet earth I'll probably stay. On planet earth, It's a place to live your life Where pleasure follows pain. People go insane, fly around in planes. Pray that it won't rain, drive around in cars, get drunk in local bars, dream of being stars.

3. On The Outside by Oingo Boingo

I get in my feels with this song regarding Hugo… like the lyrics really feel like his inner thoughts. He doesn’t quite know how to fit in and really is just pretending to be human.

They laugh at me aloud, They say I'm just a clown, That I ain't got no pride. I'm on the outside. They think I'm just a jerk. I never could sit still, I never was too hip, I never caught the ride. I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside now! This is where it all begins right here! On the outside lookin' in, I'm on the outside! Looking in At you! I'm just an alien through and through, Tryin' to make believe I'm you! Tryin' to fit, Just a stranger on the outside looking in.

4. Psycho Killer by Talking Heads

Besides the “psycho killer” part, this song really feels like his personality to me. It captures his oddball self.

I can't seem to face up to the facts, I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax! I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire, Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire! You start a conversation, you can't even finish it! You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything! When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed! Say something once, why say it again? We are vain and we are blind, I hate people when they're not polite!

5. Once in a Lifetime by Talking Heads

Also a good song for summing up his confusion/trepidation of Earth, as well as showing how strange of a guy he is.

You may ask yourself, "What is that beautiful house?" You may ask yourself, "Where does that highway go to?" And you may ask yourself, "Am I right, am I wrong?" And you may say to yourself, "My God, what have I done?" Same as it ever was, same as it ever was! Same as it ever was, look where my hand was! Time isn't holding up, time isn't after us!

6. What You See by Oingo Boingo

Another song for his inner thoughts / personality!!

What you see is what you get, Don't relax; you're not home yet! It's the '80s, idiot, What you see is what you get! It's the '80s, little fool, Don't forget the Golden Rule: What you see is what you get! What the hell did you expect? Pretty red roses, wet puppy noses, Men with rubber hoses is more like it!

[youronlyauthor]

Another Glitch? Hobie B./ Spiderpunk x FemReader

pt. 3

15+ (cussing,violence,throughout story )

(Continuing)

you drag Gwen into your room next to her room. Without realizing Hobie and Pavi following behind. You use a loud whisper tone “GWEN NEVER AGAIN HE CANT KNOW YET” she whispered back “WHY NOT WHEN HE CAME IN HE SEEMED JEALOUS AT THE THOUGHT OF YOU LIKING SOMEONE” you sigh and sit on your bed “Because I actually like him and what happened to my relationships and all that in the past just worries me that it will repeat, I trust him I just don’t trust or really know how he truly feels for me so just please give it time.” Gwen pouts “finee but you have to help me with miles” you pout “well you almost blew it for me you’re lucky I’m nice.” She looks confused “that’s a yes.” She does a happy dance as you softly smile she then looks at you and asks “how long have you liked him?” You think for a moment. “Like maybe 5-6 months?” Hobie outside the door whispers to Pavi the que to leave, they leave and you hear something and then see Peter B. Down the hallway “Peter did you hear something?” He looks at you “no?” You look confused and just brush it off and go back to your room.

(With Hobie)

Hobie looks stunned while Pavi does a happy dance. “When are you gonna tell her???” Hobie looks up at him then says “gotta drop some hints before confessing Pavi” he looks excited because Gwen was trying to tell Hobie You like him but that also means Pavi and Gwen gonna be shipping y’all big time together.

(Later)

You’re walking down one of the hallways in y’all’s building when you run into Hobie. You almost fall over but he catches you. “Thanks sorry I wasn’t looking where I was-“ you look up to see it’s Hobie and he realizes it’s you. “Hey Hobie didn’t see you there, whatcha up to?” He looks down to you “oh hey I was lookin for ya, i’m bouta just go to my world for a littl’ and was wonderin if you’d wanna tag along wit’ me?” You felt surprised he was looking for you. “Yeah sure I haven’t been there in awhile.” He lights up “great, meet me over ere’ by th’ entrance okay love?” You got butterflies at the nickname “yeah I’ll be ready in a sec” you hurry to the bathroom change and put on your mask. When arriving you notice his suit was a little ripped up. As you and hobie left, Gwen and Pavi followed behind. You and Hobie enter the portal, Gwen and Pavi don’t follow since they don’t wanna get caught. “I forgot what this place was like” you say looking around. While swinging around out of nowhere Hobie Webbed you closer to him and you’re caught off guard. “You seem so far away swinging over there” your face is red underneath your mask. “You wanna go to a roof?” He looks at you and smiles underneath his mask, “where do you have in mind?” He follows you as you go to the building he used to perform in, and land on the roof. As he lands next to you he puts his hands to his pockets and lands gracefully. “I used to perform ere’ ” you look at him surprised “this world looks exactly like my old one” he looks at you surprised “it had a Spider man but he was..I don’t really know how to describe it.” He looks at you confused “well love ya with us now so don’t give a scooby doo bout him.”

(got kinda tired of this story so ima end it here unless y’all REALLY want me to make another part)

[away-ward]

OHMYGOD KO, KANDI STEINER'S RELEASING A NEW BOOK CALLED FALSE START AND THE MALE MODEL LOOKED JUST LIKE HOW I PICTURED WIL!!! TAKE A LOOK AT HIM ON GOODREADS! I was so shocked when i first saw his face, but he's so gorgeousss 🫠😮 let us know what you think or feel about this. Unfortunately, idky i seem to never find the perfect emory cast 😢

poll below the cut. Please vote!

Ohhh! Okay.

So... I tried super hard to find this model's name to get a clean image of him, but all I got was that he's a popular book cover model, and a lot of his covers are done by the same photographer. However, I think all of these are him:

Those thick, arched eyebrows sort of give him away. . . I think. I could be wrong.

Regardless! he's a cutie. He's got some pretty eyes 😍

We have so many great suggestions for Will and yet Emmy is so hard to find (not that there haven't been great suggestions for her as well).

But this got me thinking about what people are generally thinking, because all of the faces I've seen have been so different.

We have the nameless model above.

2. Callum Turner

3. My latest find: Michael Bradway (I know it doesn't look like he's got blue/green eyes but he does. Just none of those pictures have will vibes to me)

Side note: I'm pretty sure this is his wife,

and this is the most willemmy lookin' picture I've ever seen.

Willemmy on the subway in New York is officially canon in my head and you can rip it from my cold, dead willemmy heart when I'm done. This could also mean, since he's wearing the same outfit in that pictures as the first one, that she took the first one, and that is my favorite "as Will" picture, so. . . I might be more impressed with his wife than I am with him. Moving on!

4. Last, but not least, the Original Will Grayson, Ryan Manick

So I'm going to post a poll.

Please understand: This poll is not to determine an official fancast. But just indicate which one fits your idea of Will best. No one is saying that this the one that wins, if there is a winner, should replace your impression of Will. I just want to see what most people are thinking.

The fifth on should say "more than one of these" because obviously if there is one, you should pick that one. . .

Also, my apologies to Ryan for misspelling his name.

[s1v0n1]

"Southern belle" Bakugo pt.1

an: hehehehe more characters, pls lmk who else youd want this to have!!

cw: cursing, guns (no one or nothing gets shot)

"Go 'n get lost lil shit," you shooed away a horse fly, though it cant understand you, the anger comes across. Barn chores were awful in your opinion, waking up to work until dawn in piles of hay and manure- not your style. But you also knew it had to be done, responsibilities are important. It was just barely 5:30 and you needed to be done with the cattle's feeding troughs by 6, good time this morning. You threw hay bales one by one out of the barn to the gate, then to the troughs, usually you'd load up the bed of your truck and make your rounds of the pastures but you really needed to save gas.

The last trough was filled just as the sun started shimmering on the frosted grass. Sitting on the pasture gate, you breathed for a bit. The cattle were taken care of for the day, part of her wanted to wait for it to warm up a little to go down to the creek and swim. Maybe.

You pushed your boots off by the door and walked into the warm kitchen, the smell of coffee greeting you sweetly. Oh the beauty of automatic coffee machines. You poured a cup, fixed it up how you like and sat down for a while.

It had gotten far warmer outside, and you had put on your bathing suit and a loose button up as a coverup, a towel over your arm. You had been going to the creek ever since you were little and its never changed. The path was simple, down the gravel road, past the gate and into the woods. You knew which trees to turn at and which rocks to follow, and to keep your eyes down for snakes.

Something shines in the leaves, probably a beer can, you go to knock the leaves off with a stick but its not a can. Its a shotgun shell, and its warm. It wasn't safe to be here if someone was shooting hunting or whatever. "HEY DONT SHOOT ME I AIN'T A DEER" you yelled out before moving. Just running could've sounded like an animal running and gotten you shot, just yell until you see them. "FUCKIN LOOK LIKE ONE, DUMB DOE EYES" they yelled back, above you. There was blonde hair poking out of a camo hunting post. You waved up, "JUST DONT SHOOT, ILL GET OUTTA YOUR WAY". They got out of their post and started climbing down, leaving their rifle up there. "Where's your fuckin clothes? this is a forest, snakes and bugs will eat you alive- god you're incompetent" "I've lived here my whole life and never seen you before, this is my land. You're trespassing." He tensed up a little at that, pulling down his camo collar. "My uncle said I could shoot over here, said his friend wouldn't mind if I used her post-" "Who told you that huh?" Your patience was growing thin at his bratty explanation. "John. John Whitney." He was standing his ground. You thought for a moment on what to do, pulling out your phone to call John yourself and explain the situation. "Get your shit down, you're leaving." You hung up the phone and told him straight. He clenched his jaw and spat out curses. He couldn't do anything to you, you had more power and he knew he was in the wrong, but he was still pissed as all hell. Coming back down the ladder, he watched you walk farther down the path. "The fuck you goin doe eyes?" He spat. "Were goin to the creek, John wants me lookin after you until he can come get ya. You really don't have a license?" You chuckled out. "Don't need it when you're famous in the city" "Oh, so you're famous? I never saw ya before" "That's why I'm here, John's an uncle on my dad's side, no one knows me here. paparazzi's fuckin awful I can't take it." he kicked a rock as he walked, he was being genuine. Maybe it was because he was so detached from his hero life right now, maybe it was because you didn't know him, maybe this was a clean slate for him. He liked that, a clean slate.

The water was glistening with sunlight and shade from the trees. You walked into the water, minnows swimming as far as the eye can see. He sat on a small cliff on the edge of the creek, staring at the small fishes. "you really don't know who I am?" he muttered. "I know I'm sick of you callin' me doe eyes and you've got some nerve" you snarked back. He laughed a little, "better lose that attitude doe eyes- just tell me your damn name if you hate doe eyes so much". "Y/n, tell me yours or else I'm just gonna call you jackass", you waded over to his side of the creek, putting your arms on the rock he sat on. "Bakugo. ring any bells?" He was curious now. "nah, I live under a damn rock. I don't care much for that big city drama, 'specially not heroes" You grinned at him, and to your surprise he grinned right on back. It was quiet for a little bit, a comfortable silence, both trying to analyze the other. He tried to memorize everything he saw of you, to recognize you anywhere. The tiniest twinge of fear pinched at him that he would never see you again after this. You felt the same thing, a little bit hoping he would come around again.

John's truck pulled out of the gate, waving at you, still apologizing. You watched them drive down the dirt road, dust billowing behind them as you walked the opposite way home. You need to see him again, you needed to get to know him. Something was pulling you in and you knew it was pulling him too. God he was magnetic.