#grandps

[chycoin]

New SMG4 episode be like (spoiler?)

Yessir, I’m finally back and the first thing I do is give you guys this thing from the new episode. Made me lose it a lot of times lol

[c-kiddo]

what i learned from cr bg3 livestream:

caduceus' guilty pleasure is kombucha

fresh cut grass could be henry crabgrass' dad

chetney is fjords dad. canon. no more questions

mollymauk is he/him but could be swayed

[brokencolressmchn]

This is a genuine opinion piece but I think that:

Koujaku and Aoba were made for each other, they deserve each other and probably have the best, most healthiest relationship in the entire game

Koujaku almost worships Aoba and Aoba looks out for Koujaku in the ways he can. Their relationship starts out strong, and the game ends it in a place even stronger than before.

Also, while Clear's route might be my favourite one narratively... I think:

He can probably do better than Aoba

Aoba gets pretty short tempered with him at times (though it's pretty understandable since he starts out as a stranger... he does get more patient near the end of the route)

But a lot of Clear's time in his route is spent taking care of Aoba and Aoba not really knowing how to act about that. They don't have the small bonding moments that Koujaku and Noiz's route have- most of their relationship is moved forward by big emotional moments

Which is fine, but for my aroace ass it makes me feel like the relationship doesn't have as much as a foundation for me to "justify" it with

Clear's life revolves around Aoba because of his programming + eventually because of his feelings, but Aoba just isn't the same way

Even if they do fall in love and Aoba ends up getting pretty depressed when he's gone

Somehow it still feels "one sided" to me y'know? Can't really describe it much beyond that

[impish-ivy]

After my post here, I realized just how many characters have familial relationships.

I think the reason the relationships ObeyMe’s characters have with each other is so wholesome is because they’re all found families.

There’s the obvious one with; the brothers and MC, Barbatos and Diavolo, and Simeon and Luke both very much parental (I think it’s said in canon that Simeon sees Luke like a grandkid?) and then there’s Thirteen and Solomon who have a sibling-like bond. Angels also view each other as sisters and brothers but it’s so distinctly different than the bonds of the brothers.

This game is filled with families made of chosen bonds instead of blood. And I think this is what ObeyMe excels most at—familial relationships.

I never have once thought “hey these two characters don’t feel like they love each other”. Every character feels like their familial bonds are strong and solid—even the more chaotic ones like the 7 brothers. You can feel the love ooze out of every one of their conversations and every interactions, it’s sibling love so it’s grimy but the love—it’s almost overwhelming.

I think their relationship is even more important when given the context that all angels see each other as siblings. Angels view each other as sisters and brothers but it’s so distinctly different than the bonds of the brothers.

[reisakumaproducer]

I love Rei’s casual outfits during the ! era. I respect the commitment to making him look like a grandpa 

[sp-ud]

my mom implied my poppa would be here at 11:30, i think.

its almost 11, and my dad is not awake. so im just gonna hope she was wrong, or im remembering what she said wrong.

[grandpa-cephalopods]

“You know I warned you to just let that thing go, personally I wouldn’t be so fast to just take in weird alien creatures like that.”

“I know, I know... after this I won’t be holding them anymore. Two bites too many.”

“Two?”

“It bit Professor Vulture when he visited a while ago.”

“Aaah. Well, that would do it.”

“... Gideon-”

“Well, it doesn’t seem that way. In fact- she seems much more happy to visit me here than the other way around. The only thing that puts me off is the occasional reality of her not favoring humanity. ...It’s kind of our job to care, though.”

“Hmn...”

“... Are things not going well with Vulture?”

“No- they’re going well. It’s just... he doesn’t seem to like our world at all. Vul seemed painfully uncomfortable the last time he visited. It’s going well- but it makes me wonder if any of this is going to last long.”

“Ah. So he’s being a moron, as Ao would say.”

“W- Well- No- but- yes..”

“Hm. Well.. being an ai, I’m sure you can’t process the concept, but try to have more faith in him. Humans are stupid, T. There’s a learning process involved.”

“.. Alright.”

“Anything else?”

“Well, yeah, but I need time to chill out, so... I’ll tell you later.”

“... Alright, Tartar.”

[error404vnotfound]

grandpa 🤢🤢🤢

[time-judged-all]

OLD MQN RYOUTAROU‼️‼️

[harunayuuka2060]

Kid MC: Papa? I'm going to meet Grandpa?

Simeon: Yes. He wants to see you.

Raphael: *walking ahead of them*

Raphael: You seem worried, Simeon.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: No.

Raphael: I've reassured you many times.

Raphael: Father won't do anything.

Simeon: ...

Kid MC: Papa, I'm tired...

Simeon: *chuckles* Here. Papa will carry you. *lifts them up*

Kid MC: *rubbing their eyes, seems to be sleepy*

Raphael: Don't think of heading back. We're already here.

Simeon: I'm not saying anything.

Raphael: But you were about to. I know you, Simeon.

Simeon: Too bad.

Kid MC: Will Grandpa let me sleep?

Raphael: *stern* You should be wide awake when you stood in front of the heavenly father.

Simeon: Raphael.

Raphael: ...

Raphael: Just put them down. Father wants to have a private conversation with them.

Simeon: *hesitates for a moment*

Simeon: ...

Simeon: MC, Papa is waiting for you behind this door. Okay? *smiles*

Kid MC: *smiles* Hm!

Raphael: *opens the door for them*

Raphael: Remember your manners.

Kid MC: *runs into the room*

Raphael: I've just said— *sigh* Nevermind. *closes the door*

Simeon: *his arms crossed* Raphael, I think we should have our conversation elsewhere.

Raphael: What? Are you going to lecture me?

Simeon: I'm glad you know.

Raphael: Simeon, I'm still above you.

Simeon: Why? Are you using that as an excuse?

Simeon: *his face turned serious* I'll teach you how you should act in front of children. Especially to my child.

Kid MC: *looks around* Grandpa?

Kid MC: ...

Theo: I'm here.

Kid MC: Where? I don't see you.

Theo: *chuckles* I'm somewhere in the room. You don't have to look for me. I could see you just fine.

Theo: Instead, Michael will accompany you while he listens to our conversation.

Michael: *appears to their side* Hello~. Still remember me? I'm your Uncle Michael.

Kid MC: Uncle! *goes to hug his leg*

Michael: !!!

Michael: *chuckles* You're quite sweet, young one.

Theo: Michael.

Michael: Yes, father?

Theo: ...

Michael: *smiles to himself* Right.

Michael: MC? Do you know why father have summoned you here?

Kid MC: *shakes their head*

Michael: Well, he has something important to say.

Michael: So you should listen very well and take it to heart.

Simeon: *came back* *expecting MC to come out of the room*

*the door opens*

Kid MC: *slowly walks out of the room*

Simeon: MC? How's your conversation with fathe— *his eyes widened*

Kid MC: *crying* Papa...

Theo: You are a beautiful child, MC.

Kid MC: Thank you, Grandp—

Theo: But not perfect. You have one ugly thing about you.

Theo: Those unsightly horns you have on your head.

Kid MC: What do you mean, Grandpa...?

Theo: Right. You're still young to fully grasp the situation. However, it's best that you understand it sooner.

Theo: MC, you don't belong here.

Kid MC: *has ended up falling asleep in Simeon's arms after crying a lot*

Simeon: *kissing their temple as a way of comforting them*

Simeon: It was Papa's fault. I shouldn't have left your side for even a second.

Kid MC: Papa...

Simeon: ...

Simeon: My child... If they don't want you here, then we'll just have to leave this place.

Mammon: What?! Simeon's coming here?! Why?!

Asmo: What's going on, Lucifer?!

Lucifer: It's for the safety of his child.

Satan: *annoyed* Seriously? We haven't settled yet and there'll be more joining us?

Lucifer: I don't need your opinion on this, Satan. Simeon is still our family.

Satan: Family?? After they banished us?!

Lucifer: *sigh* We'll talk later. *and walks away*

Satan: LUCIFER!!!

Levi: Wow... I understand, Simeon. But isn't it worse here?

Beel: Let's think about that later. We have to make sure Satan isn't going to destroy this room again.

Satan: YOU'RE ALWAYS IGNORING ME!!! I HATE YOU!!! I DESPISE YOU!!!

Mammon: Cool it, man. *sigh* What are we going to do with you when our nibling arrives here?

[athena-studios]

ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

treasure.

Simon Riley + preteen!daughter

tw: none(?)

a/n: im basically writing what i wanna read. honorary mention to @chaosandmarigolds for giving a bit o' help:) pretty long, don't know how many words but probably around 1k?

this idea has been in my head for AGES now, so glad i finally wrote it💗

Simon's girlfriend died. the 141 knew that. his girlfriend died that night along with the rest of his family. except for his one singular gem that he treasures the most. you, his daughter that the killers that night did not see nor hear because you were at the neighbor's house. that was when you were 5 years old, since then, Simon has done everything in his power to protect you. even as far as not telling anyone but Laswell about you.

you're now 12 years old. having gone through alot already, you're more mature and sassy than most of your peers. which leads you to this situation...

you were on the couch with your laptop open when you hear a knock. you walk to the door and open it to be greeted with three bulky men, one looking seemingly older than the other two.

the one on the middle has a...Fishers hat? he also has a beard, which is, what you assume, makes him appear older. "this dude could be a grandpa..." you thought.

the one to your left has a weird mohawk. yeah, thats all you can say about him. the one on the other side looks more tolerable, but his cap does wanna make you laugh your ass in front of him for it.

"Hi, who are you?" the grandp— the one in the middle asks. "I'm sorry, shouldn't i be asking you that? there are three, large, bulky men on my doorstep. none of which who are familiar to me." you replied, in your sassy voice, ofcourse.

your dad told you not to talk to strangers, they're strangers, aren't they?

"sorry—I'm Johnny, but i prefer to be called soap. this is John and Kyle. now can we know what yer name is, bonnie?" Johnny speaks up. you scoff. "fine. its y/n. y/n riley. that's all I'm telling you. and what the hell kinda name is soap?"

at that, the three of them glance at eachother in both shock and confusion. "what?" you ask. "your last name's Riley?" Gaz asks. "yeah, what about it?" you cross your arms, getting slightly defensive.

behind their back, you see your dad's truck pull up the driveway, the three men in front of you also noticing. you speed-walk to your dad and point to the three men. "Dad, these guys are tryin' to kidnap me." you say nonchalantly. he looks behind you and sees his captain and his two sergeants. "honey, they weren't tryna kidnap you. those guys are my teammates." he says as he walks to the trunk of the car and hands you two grocery bags. "now, bring these inside and I'll talk to 'em. 'kay?" he pats you head as you nod, walking back to the house.

"so, simon. when were ya gon' tell us ye got a daughter?" soap's scottish accent rings out. they glance at simon's balaclava-less face, because they don't usually see him without that damn balaclava, but also because they await a response from him. "to keep her safe...only Laswell knows abou' her. she's the only thing i have left. my treasure." simon clears his throat to ease the silence. "so, why are you guys 'ere anyway?" simon asks.

"i actually came here to ask for advice, and then i saw soap already standing at your door, saying something about a teatime catch-up? but anyway, he called price over, faking that your pipe was broken. and when he came up, we knocked on your door and y/n answered it." as gaz finishes his explanation, you walk back out the door. "so...are you all gonna come in or not? because i didn't stop binge watching heartstopper on netflix for nothing." you say as you chew on a french fry Simon had got for you, per your request.

they all walk in, and take a seat on the couch, Simon quickly preparing drinks for them. as Simon takes a seat next to you, Price speaks up. "so y/n, how old are you?"

"I'm 12." you answer blatantly. "y/n, be nice." your dad whispers to you. "you got any hobbies?" Soap tries to make conversation.

you playfully glare at your dad before answering soap. "i like to play the guitar, i like to paint, and crochet sometimes." you answer again, trying to put a less boring tone to your voice.

it goes like this for a few minutes, everyone just exchanging laughs and conversation. maybe they're not so bad after all...

[freedomfireflies]

iFall For Harry

Part Two to this request!

Summary: Turns out, the stranger in your phone is kind of funny...

...and kind of sexy, too.

Oh, my god. 

Harry, did you hear the news?

It takes exactly three and a half minutes for those familiar little bubbles to pop up.

Well hello to you, too. 

No, what happened?

You struggle to contain a rather giddy grin as you begin to type, A cheese factory exploded in France!

Wait, really? Shit, what happened?

I don’t know. But all that was left was…de brie.

Exactly sixty seconds pass before he begins to type.

Fuck.

I think I just snorted. 

That was…goddammit that was good.

You don’t even know what he looks like, but you chuckle at the idea of him laughing so hard he can’t help but snort.

Thank you, thank you. 

Took me two weeks to come up with that.

I’m impressed. 

Little offended, too.

Oh? Your heart sinks.

Yeah. 

Kept me on the edge of my seat for two fucking weeks wondering if I’d hear from you again.

Shit. 

You smirk to yourself as you flop down onto your sofa and think through a response.

Hey, it takes two to tango, pal. You could have texted me, too.

The bubbles make your heart pound.

Alright, that’s fair. 

In my defense, I didn’t have any more cheese puns.

Oh, is that all this is, then? 

You just use me for dad jokes?

Psh, nooooooo…

Then, another text.

Although, the jokes do make my days…cheddar.

 You laugh a little louder, suddenly very aware of the flush in your face over some stranger in your phone. 

No, wait. How do I erase a text?

I hated that. 

Seriously, how do I make it go away? 

My failure is staring me in the face, and I hate it.

You giggle under your breath.

Easy, Grandpa. 

Relax, just press down until the options pop up.

The conversation goes quiet for a brief moment before you watch his previous text vanish from the screen with a dramatic, poof!

Then, he begins typing again.

Hold on… 

Did you just call me Grandpa?

…psh, noooooooo

Oh, so that’s how it is?

That’s how it is.

Wow, and we had such a nice thing going, too.

To be fair, you never told me your age, and you don’t even know how to delete a text. 

What am I supposed to think?

First of all: rude. 

Respect your elders.

Second of all: this deleting shit is NEW, okay, and I just updated my phone, like…a week ago, so I never learned. 

Uh-huh. 

No, yeah, whatever you say, Grandps.

He responds with the emoji that’s rolling its eyes.

You smirk.

For your information, I’m 29.

Okay, which is a cool, hip, fun, and very fresh age.

Yes, I believe that’s the slogan for the retirement home, too. 

“We’re cool, we’re slick, and we might break a hip.”

There’s a longer pause between your text and his response. You hope it’s because he’s laughing. It’s not your best work, but you think it’s funny.

And then, you get the notification.

Dammit, that place sounds so much cooler than the retirement home I’m in now. 

Send me the address? I’ll wheel myself over.

You got it, Old Man. Will you need any help crossing the street?

How thoughtful of you. Yeah, that’d be great, and then you can finally earn your Girl Scout badge.

Oh, my God. How did you know it was the last one I needed?

Cause I’m old. And therefore wise.

Oh, right, right. No, that checks out.

Yeah. 

You lean back, forcing your eyes away from your phone to finally get a moment of reprieve from the excessive smiling. Why is this so fun?

I guess 29 isn’t so bad. Just…three years older than me.

Ah, another piece to the Cheese Girl puzzle. 

You’re 26.

Indeed.

26 was fun. 

I liked 26.

Yeah, it’s not too bad so far.

Just wait until your bones start to creak whenever you get out of bed.

I’ll keep a can of oil on my nightstand.

You grimace to yourself. Your worst joke to date, and you just hope you haven’t blown it.

Probably smart. 

My preferred method is lube, but…

Whatever works.

Your eyes widen.

Oh?

Yeah.

 My bones might creak but at least I can still fuck.

Well…shit.

You readjust your position on the sofa, desperately working to find a cool and relaxed and equally mysterious reply.

…so, no pressure.

Just be careful with all that lube. 

Wouldn’t want you to slip and fall.

Hope you’ve got Life Alert on speed dial.

Oh, I absolutely do. They love me over there.

You smirk to yourself, fighting yet another laugh. 

Yeah? Thank God.

Boy, I bet you’re a real stud with the ladies, huh?

Damn fucking right. 

This grandpa has moves.

I bet. Yeah, women love a man that squeaks when he thrusts.

They do, actually. I happen to squeak quite sensually.

Is that right?

It is.

Damn.

Might need to hear that for myself someday.

It was bold. Perhaps a little daring, and you don’t give yourself a chance to overthink it before turning your phone off and tossing it onto the other side of the sofa.

You give it five minutes before checking to see if he’s replied.

Thankfully, you have two notifications, delivered 3 minutes ago.

Yeah?

So what’s stopping you?

What is stopping you?

Probably a number of things, but instead of pointing out that he’s a complete stranger and could very well be a catfish (or even worse…that he might not even find you attractive) you decide to go with another joke.

All these Girl Scout cookies I gotta sell :/

Shit.

Yeah.

What if I bought a hundred boxes?

Then you’d have to hand deliver them to my door, right?

Your eyes roll playfully as you sigh.

That IS the Girl Scout policy, yes.

We pride ourselves on good service.

Fantastic, then I’ll take 100 boxes in the flavor of you.

Your lashes flutter as you reread the text, over, and over, and over. But before you can spiral…he’s sending another.

…shit, that was meant to be smooth.

Get it, cause…like, you know, get a taste of YOU. Like…if you were a cookie. 

Cause…I wanna taste you…

Explaining it makes it worse, doesn’t it?

 It should make it worse, but for some reason…he’s funny? And charming? And making your thighs squeeze together—

I think that can be arranged, yeah.

I’ll package them up nice and pretty, just for you.

Equally as cheesy, but apparently…cheese is where you both shine.

You hope he’s at least somewhat amused, and when he finally responds, your stomach flips.

This conversation is bad for my health.

Yeah?

Why’s that?

Because I’m in a meeting and I’m about to have a heart attack.

…why are you about to have a heart attack?

Oh, right. I forgot that happens at your old age.

Ha.

Funny.

Good thing you have Life Alert on speed dial.

Yeah, I don’t think Life Alert is gonna be able to help.

No? Why not?

Cause only one thing can save me now.

Cookies.

Your cookies.

To be exact.

See? Cheesy.

Wow, I was almost turned on and then…

Nope, there it goes.

Oh, is that what we’re doing? We’re trying to turn each other on?

Well, why didn’t you SAY so?

Hold on, I’ve got a few good ones.

Oh god.

Alright, here we go.

So…

What are you wearing?

…really? That’s all you’ve got?

Work with me please.

My gosh.

Clothes.

I have clothes on.

Yeah?

That’s a shame.

Two minutes go by without him adding anything else, and you can’t help but laugh when you realize that’s all he’s got.

Wowwwwww…

No, that was so good. I’m…holy shit, you just took my breath away. I’m so turned on right now.

I mean, my panties just FLEW across the room!

You’re THAT good!

Okay, very funny. 

I wasn’t done.

No, really. You gotta warn a girl before you just completely rock her world like that.

Honestly, I feel a little faint.

Where did you learn such a masterful technique? Really, you should teach a class on sexting, cause that was just…phew.

Listen, I was just trying to take it easy on you.

You know, ease you into my seduction before I gave it to you good and hard.

The last bit of his sentence has you stumbling over a gasp, but you simply clear your throat and work to find a response.

You have two options:

Either you tease him a bit more…

…or you ramp up the tension.

Well, by all means, Harry…

Give it to me good.

And hard.

He doesn’t respond for quite some time to this. And while you’d like to tell yourself that it’s because he’s just so turned on by your response…

…it’s more likely that you definitely fucked up and he wants nothing more to do with you.

But then…your phone dings.

Is that what you want then, hm?

Want it rough?

Shit, shit, shit.

Yeah.

If you think you can keep up.

Trust me, sweetheart, that won’t be a problem.

If you want it rough, I’m more than happy to oblige.

Is that why you texted me today?

Needed my help?

Truth be told, you don’t know why you texted him today, but you certainly aren’t upset with how things are going.

Me? Needing YOUR help?

Cute, but I think my fingers and I can manage just fine.

His response comes so fast, your head spins:

…fuck.

You smile.

Shit, okay now this conversation is REALLY bad for my health.

I might keel over right here in this meeting.

My death is on your hands, Cheese Girl.

Worth it.

You watch the bubbles float onto your screen for a good thirty seconds before they disappear.

Then, they appear again…just to dissipate before you can get your hopes up.

Finally—finally…a text.

Okay, listen, you don’t know me.

And I don’t know you.

I get that.

I’m a stranger, you’re a stranger.

But…

And hear me out…

What would you say to a phone call?

Your pulse stutters as you stare at his proposition, but he’s already sending his next text before you can decide if you’re really that stupid or not.

I know that’s asking a lot, but…

If you promise that you aren’t a 90-year-old man, and I promise I’m not some kid playing video games in his mom’s basement…

We could at least…have a real conversation.

And make sure that we really are who we say we are, you know?

And I could be assured that I didn’t just get a fucking boner in the middle of a busy boardroom cause of some perverted, internet creep that makes cheese jokes.

You hesitate.

Despite yourself, you are intrigued by the idea.

Worst-case scenario if he is some loser…you can just hang up and block his number.

And if he’s not…and he’s half as hot as you’re starting to hope he is…

You swallow.

Thickly.

I am not some perverted, internet creep that makes cheese jokes.

I’m just a regular creep that makes cheese jokes.

Promise.

And…yeah. 

I would be okay with a phone call.

As long as you do in fact promise I won’t regret it and that it won’t result in nightmares that haunt me for the rest of my life.

Ah, well…

Can’t say much for the regret…

But I do promise that I will try very hard not to give you nightmares.

God, are you really doing this?

Are you really doing this?

Alright, then…

Oh, so you’re doing it. You’re really that dumb. You really just let a complete stranger convince you to call him, even though he could be a serial killer, or a psycho, or—

Your phone rings.

You see his name pop up in large print as the cellphone just about flies out of your hand.

Scrambling to keep it steady, you lurch forward and collect a deep breath.

You can do this.

You can do this.

You’ll give him thirty seconds. And if he seems creepy…you’ll hang up, and you’ll move on.

And you’ll never get random boys in bars numbers again.

You press your thumb into the button on your screen and slide it to the right.

Here goes nothing.

“…hello?”

~ iFall for Harry pt. 3 (the third part to this!)

~ Full iFall for Harry Masterlist

~ More Harry Blurbs

~ Full Masterlist

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@tinyhrry @supersanelyromantic @lomlhstyles

[marsisnotgreen]

Okay, this made me realize how much we need more romances between immortals way past their expiration date and old people in nursing home age

No more of that old immortals x 19 year olds. We need more old immortals x 70 year old grandmas and grandpas

Maturing is realizing your favorite childhood shojou anime is problematic, so now, when you rewatch it, you have to look at every scene with a critical eye and you'll never get to watch every scene in the same context as you did as a kid.

[britt-kageryuu]

A set of clips curated by fans who noticed a thing!

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Purple_Wyvern: Okay, During a stream Shelldon and River would sometimes go into a 'sleep mode' then wake up to say some of the most random things. So we gathered as many clips of this happening. Enjoy!~

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Shelldon went into 'Sleep Mode' for the first time during stream. He lets out a little snore, then jolts awake. "Grampa needs to clear his search history!"

Donnie looks confused, "But he never uses any electronics except the microwave and TV?"

"Tell that to Grandps' Search History!!!"

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Shelldon: The sorting system purged 500 pics of yeti family photos from the inventory!

Donnie: What? What sorting system?!

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River: Wait! I only have two pounds of turtle eggs in my stomach!!

Leo just looks at her in confusion.

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Shelldon: The Firewalls blocked 1000 attempted hacking our systems Dude, it's it's Birthday!!

Donnie: Shelldon when was the last time you checked your grammar protocols?

Shelldon: Never after the rewritten times of awesomeness!!

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Shelldon: Would the VPN stop bragging about their world travel, Not cool Brah!

Donnie: I need to check what it is you do when you enter that mode.

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River: When will the truck come to deliver me to my destiny?

Mikey: Have you been bingeing isekai again?

River: (cutely) Maybe?

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Shelldon: Take two defrag and compress the hardware.

Donnie was just staring at his AI son with concern.

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Shelldon suddenly shoots out of frame screaming, "DON'T TOUCH MY SAVE THE WORLD TEDDY!!!"

"Save the World Teddy? What were you dreaming or doing just now?" Donnie shouts after his Son.

A small bit of chat is seen spamming 'Dreaming?!'

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River jolts out of sleep mode 'wide eyed' and says "The router is threatening to play polka at 3 am."

Leo stops playing to just stare at them. "The router can do that?"

River shakes her head, "What, no! I think some signals got crossed."

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Masterpost

I don't know how great this is, but it was funny in my head.

[molabuddy]

eight hears that craig got dried into jerky but "hes ok dw" in an incredibly cryptic text from captain 3 and then despite panickedly demanding clarification does not hear back from either of them until after side order happens. so in the back of her mind through all of the memverse stuff she's like :( im worried about grandp- i mean captain- i mean mr cuttlefish :( something fucked up happened to him :(

[shinkai14]

JJBA Character random Headcanons part 1

This part will just be focusing on the characters from part 3 and my OC Noriko as an extra and some others.

if you want me to do posts of parent headcanons or couple headcanons (specifically) or have any other headcanon prompt suggestions let me know via the ask box.

Jotaro Kujo

is a big softie towards people he’s close to (for the most part)

Has a tendency to carry Kakyoin almost everywhere during his recovery from his near fatal injury at DIO’s hands and even does so afterwards.

Has a certain look he gets when he’s especially angry.

Understands his dad’s career kept him busy but is still bitter about all of the missed birthdays, holidays and special events and didn’t even bother attempting to tell his dad about his and Kakyoin’s relationship, explain stands or even mention the whole DIO situation.

Is very protective of the people he cares about.

Feels guilty over the horrible injuries his grandfather, Avdol, Polnareff, Iggy and Kakyoin suffered from the whole situation while his injuries were as severe.

spent every night after the fight with Dio by Kakyoin’s hospital bedside to keep him company.

Have a tendency to go on early morning walks.

Despite his usual demeaner he's actually a mama's boy and is far closer with her since she basically raised him on her own.

His mom had to help make his clothes when he started growing since it go progressively harder and harder to find clothes that fit him.

Noriaki Kakyoin

Knows sign language and has started teaching Jotaro sign language.

Taught himself how to care for himself and his sister due to how busy their parents are at work.

Doesn’t have the best relationship with his parents, especially his father and grandmother.

Is surprisingly good at baking.

Is often the one to pick his sister up from school on his own way home from school.

Was originally born in Morioh before him, his parents and newborn sister moved away.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Has a obsession with drinking and trying literally every and any flavor of coffee or cappuccino he can get his hands on, It's gotten so bad He and Avdol have a dedicated cabinet just for them.

Got banned temporarily from using anything but the microwave unsupervised when he somehow started a fire while making mac and cheese.

Is literally just a ball of energy and crashes hard when he’s tired.

Has one hole side of a cabinet in the bathroom for products just for his hair.

Taught Kakyoin, Jotaro and Joseph french.

has a tendency of walking into things.

Is the reason why Avdol constantly carries a first-aid kit.

Has a habit of absentmindedly munching a lot of candy (especially seasonal ones and flavors) to the point they have to be hidden from him.

Muhammad Avdol

Put a lock on a small cabinet in his and Polnareff's home to hide the sweets from Polnareff and the treats for Iggy as well as the peanut butter after the peanut butter incident.

Has made habit of always being aware where Polnareff is at all times after an incident where he wandered off and got lost and it took Avdol three hours to find him because Polnareff forgot to charge his phone.

As a result both consciously and unconsciously Avdol now makes mental notes of where anyone he is with is.

He also caved and bought a child leash to attach to Polnareff because of the other mans habit of aimlessly wandering.

was overly cautious of holding hands or grabbing anything for the first little while after he got his prosthetic hands until he got use to them as he was worried about accidentally hurting his friends or breaking something till he got use to them.

Has the tendency to carry things to cool or warm his prosthetics depending on the weather after he startled himself and Polnareff when the metal of his prosthetics got ice cold and he was helping adjust Polnareff's jacket after Polnareff slipped and busted his ass on ice.

Joseph Joestar

Has a tendency of being loud in the worse situations and often has to be told to quiet down by his family.

Is that grandpa and dad that spoils his kids and grandkids.

Was shocked to find out his grandson who was named after him started dating the grandson of his late friend's Caesar's sister who was also named Caesar.

Has flown a lot around the world especially to visit his daughter Holy and his grandson Jotaro.

Iggy

Has a schedule basically of when to annoy the hell out of Polnareff.

Has learnt how to get into the hefty boxes of dog treats and jars of peanut butter.

Managed to pin the empty peanut butter jar on the floor on Polnareff until Avdol caught him.

Noriko Kakyoin

Has literally no filter and unlike her brother is willing to fight anybody regardless.

Has a cherry addiction like her brother.

Was the only one in the family that believed Kakyoin when he talked about Hierophant Green.

Is far closer with Kakyoin than her and Kakyoin's parents.

She may be short but she is a little ball of rage when mad and is not afraid to kick out someone's shins.

Snuck into the Speedwagon Foundation ran hospital when she heard Kakyoin was there.

Had a good relationship with her cousin Ryoko before everything happened and blames Ryoko for what happened since she believes that if she hadn't wandered off and gotten lost then Kakyoin wouldn't have gone to find her and had encountered DIO.