#he's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine

[the-sky-queen]

FOR PHANTOM (Phantom rider mind control au) I HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION

DO

YOU LIKE

Chili dogs

"Chili . . . dogs?

"I don't . . . know . . . Yes? I can't . . . quite remember . . ."

[stitchthesewords]

*traps you under a box that was propped up by a stick and rattles the box around (lovingly, erratically)* WHAT DID YOU DO TO ISKALL??? “That went pants up” Mumbo Jumbolio, dear, YOU ARE PROBABLY BABDLY CONCUSSED *has forgotten to tape the bottom of the cardboard box so you drop out and I am effectively talking to air*

ISKALL IS FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE THEY'RE FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE Mumbo definitely isn't but ISKALL IS FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

*Is just standing next to the box*

See - See! Iskall is Fine! :D

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Mumbo batted Iskall’s hands away. “- need to be in bed, too!” he said, insistent. Iskall scoffed and pressed an icebag to the swelling lump on the side of Mumbo’s head. Mumbo groaned and reached up to take it from them. “If I hold it in place, will you get back in bed!”

“I’m fine! All I did was tumble down the side of the hill-“ they started.

“It’s a cliff! Scar! Scar, tell them to get in bed!” Mumbo called.

Scar turned to look at both of them and laughed, wheeling himself around. “Surprisingly, Mumbo, Iskall really didn’t suffer major damages-“

“I don’t care! A twisted ankle and dislocated shoulder are nothing to scoff about! They need rest!”

Scar laughed and he leaned to press a kiss to Mumbo’s cheek. “Well, you know, neither of you would be injured right now if you’d stop trying to figure out compact flying machines,” he said.

Iskall sat on their own bed if only to see Mumbo’s chest drop in relief. “They’re useful,” they said. “Well. Regular flying machines are incredibly useful for our engineering projects. If we can make them smaller, we can make our own spy equipment. I know it works; I’ve seen it in action. Someone in the Lab knows how to build it.”

Scar’s face took on a more serious tone as he wheeled away from Mumbo’s side. “Just because the Lab can make it doesn’t mean it’s worth making. You’ve seen what they can do,” he said.

“This is different. This possible. And this will help us with a number of upgrades I wish to make to your rocket boosting technology-“ Iskall replied.

“If another one of these things blows up in my backyard, I don’t want the two of you working on it again.” Scar rolled up on Iskall’s bed to look them in the eyes. “Understood?”

Iskall huffed. “Yes, boss.”

[peepawleo]

I WILL NOT BE FINE HAVE YOU SEEN THE MAMA BEAR THAT IS DONNIE ,HE’S GONNA TAKE MY ARM

~🫧

you'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

[hellostarfleet]

hello i finished new vegas

wall of text thoughts. under read more bc sooooo many.

was kind of wishing by the end i'd known how much the game rewards rly picking and choosing what to make your stats... i didn't really appreciate this until i went from like 45 in energy weapons like this feels fine to 75 and was like I AM A PLASMA GOD!!!! so noted for next run (i did end with 100 in science and energy weapons I GOTTA be nosy and hack every terminal i see. or my courier will die.)

rly thought this about hour 5 but i wasn't expecting the legion to be so cartoonishly evil actually i knew they were bad but like. lol. CMON GUYS PUT SOMETHING BACK ON THE SHELF FOR OTHER BAD GUY FACTIONS... instead of the vipers/jackals/powder gangers/fiends just kind of being. free karma estate. (in retrospect i don't rly understand the point of karma as a system because after like level 5 i never even dipped to neutral karma. my courier was an angel. an angel who stole every cap, stimpak, box of ammo, and piece of scrap metal she could find from everyone and anyone in the greater mojave area. and killed. SO MANY PEOPLE.)

was kind of expecting the hoover dam battle to be like... bigger???? like just having more guys around. more chaotic. actually have a reason to go down into the hoover dam sublevels that they. built and modeled but i had no plot reason to go into and did wander into the first time i was there (mostly i was like "how much does this look like the real hoover dam" and then realized i don't really remember enough about the particulars of the interior to judge that kdjhdkdhdkj).

also maybe im just too much of a bioware kid but i also think it was kinda weird to not have all the little guys you recruited there but shrug. (also i wanted to see the superfortress. WHERE IS IT) anyway i did independent ending bc OBVIOUSLY the ncr has problems and OBVIOUSLY my courier could do better. i mean she has already almost single handedly solved every personnel and supply chain issue the NCR was having. she will definitely TOTALLYYYY set up some sort of council of local factions as soon as she's done having some portion of the securitrons clean up all the fucking rubble laying around in freeside bc it's bothering me. WHY HASN'T ANYONE EVER SO MUCH AS SWEPT MCCARRAN AIRPORT TERMINAL. i bet everyone would be slightly less miserable if you could walk down the street without the threat of tripping on rubble and impaling yourself on rebar. sorry what. you want local governance. citizen. pick up that can. then we'll talk.

anyway idk handwaving not storming through the legate's camp to the main part of the fort to get caesar with the securitrons was kind of weird. i wanna kill. which means i also apparently i missed my chance in life to kill vulpes. SAD. but i got to order yes man to throw a guy off the hoover dam. AND HE DID. so that ruled. (the duality of courier: last week she saved your president from assassination. this week she went hmm. i see. and tossed your top general off a dam.) also im sure yes man installing some updates to become more assertive will definitely not cause any issues. it's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!!

ANYWAY despite all that i had a good time as evidenced by finishing it in the time i did oops. i had a good time. i actually didn't realize this game had a companion system i just thought it had a collection of pathetic men. which it does. but also i love having companions (although did get kind of tripped up on only being allowed to have one humanoid companion and one ed-e/rex. it was always ed-e btw bc rex was like continually under my feet im sorry boy.) i also travelled with boone for like 20 hours so it took me a while to realize like any other companion talks a lot more since im pretty sure stringing more than 3-5 words together causes him physical pain. i love that there's a scene for if you do give veronica a dress!!! i am still thinking about how hard arcade dissed me the first time i asked if he wanted to travel with my courier!!!!! i also asked if it could wait when i got his quest and he was like no actually im gonna keep talking and like. lmao. STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT THE ENCLAVE DOES I FEEL LIKE THE ANSWER IS JUST "GO PLAY FALLOUT 3"??? kind of like how visiting jacobstown was just "go play fallout 1 & or 2"

misc briefer thoughts ig:

WHY IS THERE A SNOWGLOBE IN SARAH'S VAULT 21 ROOM. HASN'T SHE LOST ENOUGH TO MR. HOUSE. i did not sell this snowglobe. please clap bc $$$.

loved exploring the vaults in that i hated exploring the vaults man. i think vault 11 wins for most fucked up and vault 34 wins for most times i thought "i fucking hate this" while i was there (but that's a personal problem bc feral ghouls. ueueuueueueueueue cries in a corner while arcade and ed-e shoot everything. nice moral dilemma at the end though. i saved the groundwater but oof. oughf.)

why do the options with dealing with the great khans suck so much lmaooo.... shoving ncr soldiers up against the wall for being like HA we showed theM CHASED THEM RIGHT OUT!! like girl no i told them to leave bc UR COMMANDING OFFICER SAID SHE'D USE THEM FOR CANON FODDER IF THEY ALLIED WITH THE NCR

also honestly same for all the dialogue about neslon bc sorry WHOOOOO kicked the legion out. bc it wasn't you guys it was boone and i doing a sidequest and then just going fuck it kill them all actually -

ok but speaking of NCR guys sorry to the misfits bc i did not have enough explosives to teach u how to explosives and then u all deserted and were hung. skill issue but sorry but skill issue -

because i had done all the vaults i. did finish most of the brotherhood quests ig and honestly was probably going to leave them alone except then i triggered veronica's quest and they wiped out that followers station so. hot take maybe you guys shouldn't have had like three terminals of kill everyone dead. also maybe don't preface yay we can leave again with thoughts on going at it with the ncr again imMEDIATELY what is wrong with you guys.

i feel like some other run im gonna go all in on punching and sneaking that sounds fun. or lead pipe run. i hope primm appreciated me liberating their big hotel in town and didn't think too hard about the piles of guys beat to death with a lead pipe.

the powder gangers and guys in vault 19 rly didn't do anything to me but if it will get me better epilogue slides. well i did get this gauss rifle too late in the game to really use it (ENERGY WEAPON SNIPER RIFLE. IDEAL WEAPON!!!)

i can't believe i have to pay $5 to experience mormons. actually is it even specifically mormon bible thumping or am i just assuming bc it's utah. anyway im gonna do it. but. lmao. (i was also surprised how much man on fire stuff was mentioned in the game proper since it is apparently dlc.)

is the ideal dlc order release order btw

[mgscat-3]

A very, very fine-looking Cardassian male, on Star Trek Discovery s3

[greentrickster]

@someoddmix  #lmao I can just imagine cyrus and cynthia pointing at each other like the spiderman meme #hhfjajf and if cyrus tells her about dialga and palkia checking in and him apologizing #i dont think she'd know how to process that but I think she would be like #'oh! that's good? glad it's all worked out' thumbs up to cyrus #hahahaha giratina blessing his phone!!! #brilliant!!! #pros: indestrucible  cons: cant deconstruct =( #yessss important answer!! stylish giraphone! #FRIEND SHAPED FRIEND SHAPED FRIEND SHAPED #cyrus is so right giratina IS friend shaped #giratina just going on little field trips with their favorite human #so good!! #hahaha giratina explaining things to palkia and dialga like #okay I know how this looks but hear me out guys #he's my friend now. for real

Palika and Dialga: Well now we know you’re lying - you don’t have friends.

Giratina: First, rude. Second, who was it who saved your sorry butts from this guy a few years ago?

Palkia and Dialga: :( :( :(

Giratina: Look, this is my first friend ever and you two owe me, don’t screw this up!

Palkia and Dialga: Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

Cyrus: (watching this go down with no clue what any of them are saying)

Eventually Cyrus starts getting texts on his giraphone (because neither Palkia nor Dialga will deign to speak directly to him) and he gets his telling-off and the apology happens. Texts are also how he talks to Giratina when they’re in Distortion World, to let them know when he can visit, or to request their help to make a delivery.

As for meeting Cynthia, she very much does do the jaw-drop-and-point stance from the meme, because she’s in Galar right now and Cyrus is supposed to be in Kanto, what the heck-?!??

Cyrus: (holds up package) I’m making a delivery, from Blue.

Cynthia: What??!??!?

Cyrus: Actually I guess it’s Professor Blue at the moment, since it’s lab notes.

Cynthia: I- Cyrus, why and how are you here???

Cyrus: ...I told you, I’m making a delivery. And Giratina.

Cynthia: Giratina.

Cyrus: Giratina. Very large pokemon. ‘Friend-shaped,’ if you listen to Red. I think you’ve heard of them.

Cynthia: (trying very hard not to blue screen of death, but, like... what is she supposed to do with this???)  ...you’re actually friends with them? Even after what happened at Mount Coronet?

Cyrus: (primly, and now heading towards Professor Magnolia’s place) Yes. And I’ve been forgiven. (giraphone dings a message alert and Cyrus checks it briefly) I’m being tolerated.

Cynthia: (oh so very confused) Oh. Well. That’s good. I guess. Good job.

Cyrus: Thank-you.

Cyrus then goes and makes his delivery before going to pick up the snacks Giratina requested from Galar to give them on the return trip. Cynthia, meanwhile, returns to her hotel room and screams into a pillow for a bit because this is just so freaking confusing and what the Distortion World, literally, what, why, why is this her life-???

[i-can-get-extra-with-my-ships]

A Slice Of My Love. Chapter 6. Wait, You Don't Think I'm Insane?

Sup children!! (No clementine my brother did not hack onto my Tumblr and write me a whole fucken chapter.) We be existing on the bean bag again. 

The farthest you will most likely see me venture is to my bed. Or a hotel. It depends how long this book goes for. I mean, we’re almost at 10 chapters. I said like 20-30 most likely. Holy shit. I’m almost ½ to ⅓ done with this book. Moving on before I go on more of a tangent than I already have!!

Pairings: Mentions of the glasses gays (it's toned down for this chapter and in chapter 7 it will be turned up to 11), Prinxiety but it’s best friend mode™ that has been preset to 11

Tw: Cursing, Fourth wall breaks (they be back, but not as bad this time), Virgil being insane, Virgil and Roman being both shippers and BFFs, the lack of sleep finally catching up to Virge, Vee thinking he has just proved a major point.

Virgil’s POV

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Assuming that you’ve read this whole book, you already know that Pat has been overtaken by the powers of the boop™ and has gone upstairs with Logan. Logan never came back downstairs.

Roman was thinking about something. Well, I knew what that something was. You only have to be best friends with Princy for a year and a half to know what he wants to ask you.

“You wanna ask me about Alonso, don’t you?” Roman looked up at me. Then he went back to thinking.

“You know that as long as you don’t accuse me of being insane, you can ask me whatever the fuck you want.”

He looked at me again and then sat down at the table with a bowl of cereal. “Taking advantage of the fact that dad’s upstairs huh?”

The fuck? Dude, we’ve been best fucking friends for over a year now!! If you’re trying to ask me something just ask me!!

“No shit Sherlock.”

He gasped in fake surprise. “How DARE you!! I hate to inform you, but I am the prince, hence I am royalty. You do not speak to royalty in such a crude manner!!”

So the Roman stans are taking mild offense right now. I’m gonna tell you this once and once only. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN BEST FRIEND MODE™ HAS BEEN TURNED UP TO ITS PRESET NUMBER OF 11!!

Anyways, Roman stans aside, I laughed hysterically at Roman’s mocked offense. He does a really good impression of what I��d like to imagine offended Roman stans to sound like.

Ok, we’re gonna chuck the Roman stans out a window so I can actually move on from them. I decided that I was going to help Princey away from the conversation that He was trying to move away from. (I was really tempted to say spared.) The extra bitch hasn’t left yet, has it Em? (We are NOT doing this now.) Fine.

“Seeing as you’re trying to change the subject, Pat and Lo earlier.”

His face lit up at the mention of the glasses gays, as we’ve dubbed them.

“Looks like someone needs to get more sleep.” Ro did a crappy impersonation of Lo. I laughed some more.

“And don’t forget the boop™”

Roman started snickering “How did I forget the boop™? Uhh… Well, I only have 2 weaknesses: self-deprecation and affection.”

Roman was crappily imitating Pat now. I knew where Roman was going. I jumped up from my chair and ran over. Then I slowly walked by him and booped his nose.

Roman snickers turned into a bit of giggling, then he continued with our inside joke. “Never mind. I have 3 weaknesses: self-deprecation, affection and whatever Logan just did.”

I laughed even more at Roman’s shitty impression job. “Ok, you’re purposely sucking. I have accepted this challenge of sucking at doing impersonations for this joke.” I cleared my throat for the shittiest Logan Sanders impression in the history of the universe. I heard Roman mumble “Oh god” underneath his breath.

Good. You better be bracing yourself for this shitshow Princey.

“Patton, I believe that Roman and Virgil would call that a” I searched through imaginary vocab cards “boop™.”

We looked at each other and then laughed hysterically. I somehow ended up falling over in our laughter. We stopped for a moment and looked at each other again. Then laughed again, only harder this time.

Through my laughter, I managed “Stop laughing and help me you, stupid bitch!!”

He looked at me in disbelief. “You’re sitting there, on the floor, laughing, but I can’t laugh with you?” He lectured me while still giggling.

“I’m laughing at my own stupidity. Only I can laugh at myself.”

“Whatever. I thought I was supposed to be the dramatic one!”

The laughter had died down quite quickly after that. Roman helped me up off the floor. We walked to the couch and sat down.

Well… more he sat down, I lay down, and he was my footrest. It’s an us thing.

“Do you always have to put your feet on me, Virge?”

I scoffed and looked at him in disbelief. “Do I have anywhere else to put my feet? No. Do I want you to sit on my feet? No. Do I want to sit up? No. Do I want to move to the other couch? No. Are you my prisoner now? Yes.”

He laughed a little more. I could tell that he was thinking that I stole his job of being the dramatic one.

We sat there in comfortable silence. The only thing keeping it from being awkward was the light and playful atmosphere. I have no clue about you guys, but with a best friend that you’re almost always loud with, silence is just weird and awkward. (This is a thing with me and my best friend. Normally we just randomly quote Charlie the Unicorn at that point.) 

I decided that I needed to bring up the inevitable.

“You gonna ask me about Alonso any time today? I already told you. You can ask me. I trust you.”

He thought for a moment. “Umm…. Well…. What does he look like?”

I snickered a little bit. “Wow. You’re THAT scared that you’re going to offend me?”

He didn’t share my laughter.

“Oh, umm…. Kinda like Remy, but without the stupid sign that says sleep. But like Remy mixed with someone else. I can’t put my finger on who though.” Roman hummed in response. Then he got a mischievous grin on his face.

OH SHIT!! ROMAN DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE.

He dared though.

“So is he hot?”

I looked at him with my most serious “Bitch what the fuck?” face and asked him a simple question: “Roman, you’re my best friend and I love you (platonically), but why are you like this?”

He looked back at me with a “Bitch what the fuck?” face as well. “Because I’m the literal embodiment of Thomas’ romance. And as your best friend, I want you to find love.”

“That wasn’t cheesy at all Ramen.” I snickered a little bit at the Ramen part. Roman absolutely HATES the nickname Ramen. But he’s still Ramen.

“Don’t think Ramen’s going to get a reaction out of me. It’s not. I’m totally fine with that nickname now.”

My mind went to Someone Gets Hurt Reprise from Mean Girls as soon as Ro Ramen said fine. “REALLY FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!! GO BE FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEN!!!”

Roman picked up on the reference and finished the song. “And I want my pink shirt.”

I joined him for the extra part that we add every time we sing/listen to that song.

“HE BROUGHT UP THE PINK SHIRT!! AND YOU KNOW THAT SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN ONCE YOU BRING UP THE PINK SHIRT!!!” We laughed hysterically once more.

Once our laughter had died down again, Roman got serious again. Ish.

“Are you gonna tell me if Alonso is cute or not?”

I couldn’t escape this conversation now. “I don’t know. I guess? You know that this isn’t really my department. It’s like 110% yours.”

He snickered a little bit. “So like, when did you notice him?”

I told him the story. “So Pat was lecturing me about how I should be sleeping and all that bs. I wasn’t really listening because of the hypocrite card. I was staring at the counter and he was just sort of chilling there. Existing.”

I looked at Ro to see his “Vee you’re insane” face but it never came, so I continued.

“Then after Pat went upstairs to get Logan. Alonso, at this point in time I didn’t know his name so I was just referring to him as ‘the counter guy’ in my head, started talking to me by quoting Heathers. I was quoting the scene that he started when Pat and Lo came downstairs. They told me that I was being crazy and that there was only a piece of bread. That’s why I thought that you’d think I’m crazy too.”

Roman looked at me. No discernible emotion could be seen on his face. It was kinda scary. He just told me “I don’t think you’re crazy.”

It took me a moment to comprehend that. “You don’t?”

“At least I think that.”

I didn’t fully think out what I was about to do before I did it. That’s very unusual for me. Might I remind you that I was running on two cups short of a full pot of coffee (Pat and Lo drank them) and like 2 hours of sleep?

I lept off the couch, grabbed Roman’s hand and dragged him up the stairs. Once I got to Pat’s room I kicked the door down. We were greeted with the sight of the glasses gays cuddling on Patton’s bed watching a movie.

After I kicked the door down they looked up at me in shock. Still cuddling though, so that’s a bonus.

Pat spoke first. “Virgil, please tell me why you just kicked down my door.”

I could hardly contain my excitement. I moved to the side a little bit and pulled Roman forward. “RoMaN sAyS i’M nOt CrAzY!!!”

Logan looked at Roman “Roman, please explain.”

Roman looked down at his feet. “Well, do I have a story for you guys.”

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This chapter is the longest by far. The actual chapter part went over 3 pages. That’s a first.

Anywho. I really liked this chapter. It was quite fun to write. However, the next one will be even more fun to write. The glasses gays turned up to 11. God am I gonna have a ball with the next one.

Chapter 7 will most likely be next week. We’re going to Chicago and it’s a 3-hour drive there and back. I write on my laptop which will be left at home, and I don’t have a phone to write on soooo….. I get to listen to Heathers and Mean Girls mass amounts of times though.

                                            The existing internet writing human,

                                                              Em

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[mente-libre-fanwork]

SIIIIIIIIIII, POR FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!, Luego de tres días de trabajo, AL FIN LO CONSEGUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII !!! :D

He aquí el primer dibujo de este tumblr, de nuevo he dibujado a este pequeño, esta vez es de cuando apenas había nacido, aquí se puede apreciar a como es que el Gaster Blaster lo cuidaba, ese día fue cuando robo la manta para el bebé, lo cubrió con ella y lo arrulló , me parece que es una escena conmovedora, bueno, creo yo <3.

Hecho con Paint Tool Sai y Medibang Paint Pro

(¡ALABADO SEAS PAINT TOOL SAI, POR TENER EL LINEWORK!. ¡ALABADO SEAS MEDIBANG PAINT, POR PODER HACER LOS EFECTOS DE BRILLO HOJAS Y FLORES EN EL PISO!)