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buttonloops · 7 months ago
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i love her so much
i can't wait to love her better
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leashybebes · 3 months ago
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tommy must live in a perpetual state of confusion over buck
do you think the longer buck allies the more tommy realises that "oh, he really is like this but he's definitely some flavor of queer"? because i see tommy maybe gently testing buck's jealousy to see what it'll take to make him break
oooookay once again this is not a snippet (sorryyyyy) but is more me attempting to understand wtf is going on in tommy's head throughout all this that he keeps "sure, okay"-ing himself into ridiculous situations with buck, so apologies for just unloading the contents of my brain on you
there are a few things i've been chewing on in terms of figuring out how tommy reacts to the buck of it all, which i hope will make it make sense that i actually don't think tommy pushing or testing for jealousy is on the cards in this fic (although i do love the idea!)
so first of all, this is a younger tommy than we've seen interact with buck in canon (of course), so whatever happened to make him Like That in the breakup hasn't happened yet (and won't, because i am a slut for a HEA). he's newly out and in my experience, a lot of newly out people, particularly people who are a bit older have something of a second adolescence. so yeah while this means he's incredibly horny (horny enough to let a self-proclaimed straight guy give him the absolute best sex of his life) it also means he just wants to have fun!! and buck is SO. MUCH. FUN. he's spent so long so tightly controlled that he's trying really hard to just go with the flow.
second, when i say newly out tommy, i mean newly out. like, it's one thing to "stop lying about who i am" - to me, there's a non-zero chance that just means "stop making up girlfriends" rather than "actually grapple with the life-long process of coming out (again and again and again)". so in my head (and it might come up in the fic, idk yet) the scene early on where he tells buck he doesn't want the cute girl's number because he's gay is probably one of the first times he actually said the words out loud. which ties into...
third, we know tommy was work friends with sal (at least and again, don't know that it'll come up in the fic but for the record, he 100% had a monstrous crush on him, like it made him ILL how much he wanted sal, i will hear no arguments), and that he developed good - again, work-based - friendships with hen and chim, but i feel like for a deeply closeted guy under dadt with a shitty childhood buck might be his first actual friend who knows all of him and likes him. spends time with him. doesn't care that he's gay. actively supports his gayness. doesn't recoil and in fact actively encourages tommy to talk about it. so i think tommy is just...deeply, deeply grateful for this confusing train wreck of a man
fourth, while i think there are definitely times that tommy thinks "he...he's flirting with me, right? is something gonna happen here?" this is a guy who has spent his entire adult life not looking at that kinda thing. not letting himself wonder if a guy (particularly a friend) is into him. or really, even if he's into them. he's really, really good at compartmentalising, and buck's pretty insistent that he's straight, so tommy's taking that at face value. hey, buck makes compelling arguments ("tommy, straight men have prostates too!")
aaaaand there we have the contents of my brain as it relates to one tommy kinard. even in my own incredibly stupid AUs, i am frankly obsessed. i want to gnaw on him. i'll settle for having buck do it instead.
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rxttenfish · 22 hours ago
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oh yeah, that reminds me, i never provided the updates on the merfolk skull anatomy.
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conclusion: merfolk are big scary.
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lylahammar · 10 months ago
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Izutsumi is so fuckin cute and they did Senshi's parenting so well I'm tearing up a whole lot at this episode just from how much affection I feel for these characters 😭
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yuseirra · 1 month ago
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a family bigger than 4! Wedding part 1
the wedding was first mentioned in part 6... we've come a long way!
part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / side story 1 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9 / side story 2-1 / 2-2 / 2-3 / 2-4 / part 10 / part 11 / part 12 / part 13 / part 14 / part 15 / part 16 / part 17 / part 18 / part 19 / part 20 / part 21 / part 22 / part 23 / part 24 / part 25 / part 26 / part 27 / part 28 / part 29 / part 30 / part 31 / part 32 / part 33 / part 34 / part 35(+side story 3 prologue) / side story 3-1 /3-2 /3-3
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fiepige · 10 months ago
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Seabeast Hobie Moodboard
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GIF Credits: @sushi-stims, @pridesquishy, @helium-stims,@gloomystims, @zoeinflowers, @fluffygif, @glasseyeartspy and @gaasublarb
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psikind · 4 months ago
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Hey I feel like you should be alerted to the fact that I LOVE Reeya she is one of those fan characters (and I gather she has versions of her for other settings besides MOTHER, too?) who pops into my mind every so often based on her design. Also the latest drawing of her Mook form you posted reminds me of that Robbie Rotten “Would you like to?” clip
THANK YOU I'm glad she makes such an impression!!! she does have a lot of versions on account of I love her so I shove her into things I like sometimes, including: canon mother (mother 3 specifically), pmd and dnd!!
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r0semultiverse · 1 year ago
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The implication that Terezi is stronger/immune/indifferent to Dirk's narrative writing/reality-warping powers is interesting. 👀
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I am so excited for the new writers to explore her character more.
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Hopefully this also means we'll be seeing more classpect & god tier power exploration as well!
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zahnffxiv · 3 months ago
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cute geckos have reunited!! things are pretty busy with our schedules, so instead of starting futures rewritten ultimate, we decided to go clear the unending coil of bahamut until things quiet down!! we're looking forward to starting our next challenge after the holidays!!
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exoexid · 1 year ago
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the suyeol lore is so crazy
#their relationship is so interesting to me like aoughhhh#like you see subaek and even tho they don't talk a lot on camera (most of the time) those two get along so well#they understand and respect each other so much they take their job very seriously and they're actually good friends as a result#suyeol on the other hand is 12 years of slowburn like it's crazyyyyy#you admire him and believe in him like no one else does and then you discover that he isn't that great actually#so you get disappointed and distance yourself and then you both are in this weird limbo for years as you grow up#and slowly but surely you rediscover how your relationship works because both of you are adults now and now we're here#like yeah suhito was stressed back then the context was not great for a leader AND tao was still with exo so lmao pcy could fend for himself#so i get ittttt they were going through it but. i need to know what he said to pcy like oh my god was it really that bad 😭#i wonder if they've ever mentioned it 🤔#writing this bc i just remembered that one time they had to describe e/o and suho was like#“you're my cute dongsaeng i admire your talents so much and oh btw you're not uncomfortable around me these days right? uwu”#LIKE ??? KING YOU CAN'T SAY THAT AND LEAVE US IN THE DARK#(<- they totally can it's not our business lmao)#idolization to tentative ''''enemies'''' to coworkers to friends to good friends is crazy#i need to look into this properly omg let's do some research#anyways i want a subunit :) they can be called exo sc too sehun won't mind bc these are like his favorite people in the world!!!#idk i find the exos and their bond so interesting because you truly have it all with them there's a whole spectrum of friendships#and i appreciate that it's not like with b*s & taegi (if you don't know who they are... let's keep it that way <3)#because those two were just too different to get along. it was extreme. but bighit forced it so much it was painful to see sometimes#and then the hawaii trip came and they painted it like a ''see? after this trip they get along so well now <3'' moment#1. girl let's be serious for a sec 😐 and 2. it's not our business!!!!! focus on making good music!!!!!#i'm so glad exo didn't have to go through something like that bc i just know that they'd have disbanded by now sjfsifjsk#the saranghaja sprite isn't that intense we lovr freedom of choice (keeping in mind that they were under sm) <33333#so YEAH. can you guys tell i can't sleep hehe :)#dara.t#suho and chanyeol
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solitaireships · 10 months ago
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Oh yeah especially since I'm getting close to catching up on the Gen.shin story/am 6 months deep into hyperfixation on it, and I know a lot of selfshippers have f/os from the game, if I ever end up crushing on/selfshipping with a f/o of yours from it you're not comfortable with sharing, lmk and we can figure out a tagging system that works or something!
I have 100+ followers on this account atp and am mutuals with the majority of you, so it can be hard keeping track of both everyone's ships and comfort with sharing. I don't want anyone to be uncomfortable tho, so I'm glad to help anyone work things out so they can be comfortable! You can also always shoot me a preemptive DM and lmk if there's anyone on the game you're not ok with sharing so I can keep that in mind as I do catch up with stuff
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parme-san · 11 months ago
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eminem posting and spongebob posting are very unique to u, and i dont have other mutuals who do that. its like adding variety to my enclosure (dashboard). thank u for doing ur thing 🫂 ^_^ !!
WOOHOO!! ^_^ 🫂
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sherlock-is-ace · 2 years ago
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teddybeartoji · 3 months ago
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”won’t you pray with me?” a young boy calls, in the visage of your mind — an ever-fluctuating memory. you can hear it, when you close your eyes; a voice far less tailored, dipped in drops of sunshine. the kind of voice that tastes like citrus on your tongue. younger, warmer.  (not yet tainted by the family.)
we're off to a great start i feel like i wanna rip my hair out already (affectionate) "A VOICE FAR LESS TAILORED, DIPPED IN DROPS OF SUNSHINE. THE KIND OF VOICE THAT TASTES LIKE CITRUS ON YOUR TONGUE" RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i think this is so perfect for him. the citrus specifically .
”won’t you pray to me?”
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sunday tilts his head, in rhythm with the glide of his fingertips along your pulsepoint. he’s smiling, just barely, and you can tell that he’s not asking.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKKKKKKKKK it's always the throat it's always the throat that gets me okay god it really is the most vulnerable place and now you're pairing that up with "you can tell he's not asking" HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU'RE SICK IN THE HEADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD i love you so much
you’ve learned not to question his late night visits. sunday never leaves you alone for long, never has, though when he was a child it didn’t feel anywhere near as suffocating. even when he’s out of sight, you feel his eyes on you — one of them, all five of them. feel the phantom weight of his hands on your shoulders, guiding you in the right direction. 
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what the fuck............................................. the weight of his hands on your shoulders................... him guiding you the 'right' way......................
a chartreuse glow in the dim light of your room, glimmering faintly, a crystallized firefly. he fills your cup, then his own. there’s more in one than the other.
i wish i could eat you and this piece . THE WAY YOU DESCRIBE EVERYTHING IS JUST SOO??!="="=!"!="!="!?"=!?="!??!?="?"!=? I NEED TO GET INSIDE YOUR HEADDDD I WANT TO LIVE IN THERE
his fingers wrap around the glass, one after the other, raising it to his pursed lips. taking a sip, dipping his tongue out to catch the droplets, feel them trickle down his throat; the residue paints his lips burgundy. you picture the sweet, weighty wine flowing through his esophagus, intoxication taking root inside his veins, eager to break into his bloodstream. 
jk i need to devour you actually what is this god-like speech you have hm?????????????????? OHH I'M SORRRYYY "THE WINE FLOWING THROUGH HIS ESOPHAGUS, INTOXICATION TAKING ROOT INSIDE HIS VEINS, EAGER TO BREAK INTO HIS BLOODSTREAM" ????????????????????????? HELLO???????????????? you live in another world as everybody else like you're on another level in another dimesion this is beautiful ari. IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD TO READDDDD FUUUUCKKKK MEEEEEEE IT JUST FLOWS SO WELL THE WORDS ARE ALWAYS THE RIGHT ONES EVERYTHING GOES TOGETHER LIKE IT'S JUST ALL A BIG PUZZLE YOU'RE A LITTLE MASTERMIND AREN'T YOU HM my beloved little word genius i really do admire you so fucking much
(overpowering, to know he’s picturing you below him. on your knees, at whatever altar he fancies himself.)
sickening. absolutely fucking sickening
”ask me for guidance,” he implores, demands, and you can tell the words are borrowed, stolen from a lesser man. ”and i will bestow it upon you.”
I'M SHAKING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERSSSS HE DEMANDSS!!!!!!!!! "THE WORDS ARE BORROWED, STOLEN FROM A LESSER MAN" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
sinners can’t be angels, but gods can’t be saints, so where does that leave him?
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sunday wants you to make him holy.  he wants you to expect nothing less.
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a promise of rot.
oh why don't you just crack open my ribs and take my heart it wants to be with you anyway WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKKK "A PROMISE OF ROT"? "A PROMISE OF ROT"? "A PROMISE OF ROT"? "A PROMISE OF ROT"? "A PROMISE OF ROT"? you two are both genuinely making me want to tear my hair out this is insane i hope you know that i hope you know how fucking good you are . i mean that
moonlight dances on his skin, reflects in the glass of wine he puts to his lips — every single one of his eyes gazing down at you. pools of gold, the same as you remember, but infinitely colder — infinitely sadder. they look like solemn, broken windows, but there’s nothing behind them. what you see is what you get.
i've said it before but you really do paint the most beautiful pictures. every sentence and every paragraph of yours is like a painting, a watercolor one
you, on your knees, at the altar of his sins. feeding into them, picturing them in your mind’s eye; flowing out of his eyes in tender rivulets, down the curve of his lips. dripping, dripping, dripping down his wrist — (soon, the cup will overflow.)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
i loved it. i'm IN love with it. with him with you with this piece. i can taste the wine on my lips and i, too, can feel his hands on my shoulders. everything you write always feels so real, it feels like i'm right there like i'm breathing alongside with the characters. i can taste everything they can and i can smell everything they can. idk i just fucking love it okay i love being here i'm glad i'm alive at this very moment i'm glad i get to experience your writing
you made him so extra tasty too like mmmmmmmmmmmmm i want to gnaw on his bones he's so sick . the cold eyes and the smile. the demanding tone and everything. he still loves you but it's just.. different now. he's sad and he's broken but he's trying to act tough in a way - he wants you to make him holy as if that'll change anything.
ANYWAY . i'm building a shrine for you . this a very fitting comment under this piece but ghsadhgsahgdashgah i mean that. you are so fucking amazing and i adore you and i love you and i wish i could just inject your writing into my veins i know the sun would be brighter the sky would be bluer (???) the birds would sing better (sorry birds) and all in all everything would be more beautiful. thank you for existing thank you for writing thank you for sharing your writing with us and with me THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU<333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333
sunday seems so distant, these days.
”won’t you pray with me?” a young boy calls, in the visage of your mind — an ever-fluctuating memory. you can hear it, when you close your eyes; a voice far less tailored, dipped in drops of sunshine. the kind of voice that tastes like citrus on your tongue.
younger, warmer. 
(not yet tainted by the family.)
you had prayed with him, then. had clasped your hands together and wished for mercy.
for him, for robin, for you. for the three of you.
it feels like centuries ago. mountains of rubble, burning stars, two pairs of hands clinging onto yours for dear life. and then the prayers — endless, relentless, yielding to no one. you don’t know if anything is as enduring as a child’s heart.
that was then, and this is now.
”won’t you pray to me?”
sunday tilts his head, in rhythm with the glide of his fingertips along your pulsepoint. he’s smiling, just barely, and you can tell that he’s not asking.
whatever dream you were just in, whatever memory — it’s no more. the boy, the angel, fades away, leaving only a vague imprint on your muddled mind.
and your gaze overlaps with that of a certain halovian.
he still looks the same, fancy clothes aside. the same halo, the same feathers — only clipped, only slightly severed — the same honeyed golden eyes, piercing through the veil of whatever dream you find yourself in. his hair is the same, his bony fingers, his rosy lips.
it’s his smile that’s different. 
the way he speaks to you.
you’ve learned not to question his late night visits. sunday never leaves you alone for long, never has, though when he was a child it didn’t feel anywhere near as suffocating. even when he’s out of sight, you feel his eyes on you — one of them, all five of them. feel the phantom weight of his hands on your shoulders, guiding you in the right direction. 
you can’t tell when the change began. can no longer remember when he started behaving more like a god than an angel, when this distance was born.
his hand slips from your slender neck, slithers down, comes to rest on the bottle of wine he brought with him; a chartreuse glow in the dim light of your room, glimmering faintly, a crystallized firefly. he fills your cup, then his own. there’s more in one than the other.
his fingers wrap around the glass, one after the other, raising it to his pursed lips. taking a sip, dipping his tongue out to catch the droplets, feel them trickle down his throat; the residue paints his lips burgundy. you picture the sweet, weighty wine flowing through his esophagus, intoxication taking root inside his veins, eager to break into his bloodstream. 
you picture sin as a beverage.
it’s not just in the smile, not just in the voice. his whole demeanor has shifted — the elegance he moves with, the calculation, the presence of something that demands reverence even without words. it’s overpowering, to have him so close, yet so out of reach, overpowering to have to sip from your cup and feel the sting in your throat afterwards. 
(overpowering, to know he’s picturing you below him. on your knees, at whatever altar he fancies himself.)
when he parts his lips, it’s with decision. his voice flickers in the shadows of the room; you can almost see them, the words flowing from his lips, can feel them echo through the deepest parts of your soul.
”ask me for guidance,” he implores, demands, and you can tell the words are borrowed, stolen from a lesser man. ”and i will bestow it upon you.”
bestow.
the word rings inside your skull, crawls along your spine. he’s silent, now, unmoving. not even blinking. as if he’s trying to turn into a statue, a pillar of salt. moonlight streams in, illuminates his features, too beautiful to be human. sinners can’t be angels, but gods can’t be saints, so where does that leave him?
when you look into his eyes, you do not see a savior. you do not see your childhood friend. you see an overseer, the man at the end of every dream you have — a man yet to be quenched of his thirst.
you see a bird with its wings ripped off.
(when you flick the light switch of your mind, and squint your eyes — you see a god. your universe.)
the dreamscape outside your window glimmers and gleams, seeps through the translucent fabric of the curtains, licks along the walls; his cheekbones, your fingers. clasping them together comes easy, it’s muscle memory, you’ve done it all your life. it’s the prayer that’s difficult — the lack of a focal point.
you’ve always prayed for his protection, always. but you know that’s not what he wants from you. 
sunday wants you to make him holy. 
he wants you to expect nothing less.
he wants you to ask him for mercy, and he wants to give it to you with his own two hands. that’s all that lies in these late-night rendezvous — a promise of rot. the overseer watches you from across the table, and you know it would hurt less to simply walk away.
but you don��t.
you do exactly as he says.
with elegance, you clasp your hands together, and pray to him for guidance. sunday smiles — a finely tailored, made of silk, barely there kind of smile.
(the smile of a broken bird.)
moonlight dances on his skin, reflects in the glass of wine he puts to his lips — every single one of his eyes gazing down at you. pools of gold, the same as you remember, but infinitely colder — infinitely sadder. they look like solemn, broken windows, but there’s nothing behind them. what you see is what you get.
absolute order. 
gone are the days his slender fingers would search for your own, slipping into the valleys between them, a prayer on his tongue. gone are the days where mercy was the only thing you’d think to wish for. 
this is all there is, all you’ve got. 
you, on your knees, at the altar of his sins. feeding into them, picturing them in your mind’s eye; flowing out of his eyes in tender rivulets, down the curve of his lips. dripping, dripping, dripping down his wrist —
(soon, the cup will overflow.)
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crossbackpoke-check · 2 months ago
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i've been thinking a lot about the mojoe show, especially how i miss seeing them together and somehow, i stumbled on your blog and all your tags about them (joe in specific) speak directly to me!
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no go on... what are the tags saying to you... come join the mojo(e) jojo hive mind...
#kismet... kismet...#kissing u (w/consent) on the mouth anon i LOVE them. the lore is deep & deeper still i love talking about them come yap!!! so glad ur here#i saw the cat & *** show the other day and was like. you cannot fool the people. this does not appease me. what foul mockery is this#the people yearn for the mojoe show!!!! they do not forgive and they do not forget!!! mo i understand you have a physical aversion to media#but PLEASEEEE at least they've convinced him into tiktoks and joint videos. like what clause is in his contract that says#hey so uh. my beautiful wife needs an emotional support idiot during media at all times. yeah it's mandatory. yeah she'll blow up otherwise#AND ALSO HAVE YOU SEEN THE VIDEO WHERE THEY MAKE SWEDISH MEATBALLSSSSS I WATCHED IT AGAIN THE OTHER DAY AND IT KILLED MEEEEEEEE#rip i SEE the 2353 i really do. why pit two bad bitches against each other i know i know but i love mojoe so much#mojo(e) jojo hive mind unite#liv in the replies#i'm not GONNA rewatch the mojoe show. speaking as a guy who saw the ep w/ cute dates in seattle and don't think i could ever even bear to#watch it (i too love my completely normal brain that likes to do this to me) but like what if i did. with what time in my life idk...#GUYS THE JOE LOCKSCREEN INCIDENT HAPPENED *THIS* SEASON. WHY DOES THAT FEEL LIKE TEN YEARS AGO. HELP#they're still obsessed with each other and alexandra can vouch i was talking about them on twitter lmao#both mo and joe saying 'whose life would you switch with' and picking dads like oh so we're. my big fat [italian] family style.#like pls look away if u don't like anna but EYE was like oh so anna retires (the spielerfrau comment... MORITZ) & is here full time? maybe?#& they went oh my god we're gonna put a baby in her. next step baby. we would be such good dads like i can see the vision the fic the futur#ANYWAY you can look again i'm done talking about my other wife APART FROM THAT ALSO i was having major kidfic feels like oh my god#mo and joe babysitting for all the dads on the team to practice before they adopt. mo and joe baby fever fic until they wish up a wishbaby.#joe taking mo to his family in montreal and uncle mo being a smash hit with the kids it is ENDLESS and they are at the age where nhlers#start having their oh my god i'm gonna get serious and settle down moment like they're popping out babies at 23 so. they feel like it's the#life checkpoint something to start thinking about now y'know? <- this is not real life obvs they are uh. unhinged in the nhl but we knew.
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arolesbianism · 3 months ago
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Was going to do some oni file digging but got too distracted playing the actual video game. Anyways look at her <3
#rat rambles#oni posting#her icon does not do her justice she is so fucking cute#I fucking adore her#anyways ny thoughts on the new dlc are mostly positive so far although I do have some nitpicks#now to be clear to the fellow lore enjoyers in chat this is a fairly log light dlc unfortunately#which doesnt suprise me since god knows they don't like talking abt dupes too directly in the logs and this dlc is all abt the bionic dupes#which I see as a positive thing generally but I do wish there was a smidgen bit more to justify why they can be printed now#just an extra my log at the start that says woah I found some fancy robo guys in my printing database would have been nice#but other than that I do like the continuing tensions between gravitas and the vexus institute brewing#and I also like the pronoun confirmation on jackie's probably mom I'm glad we're seeing more of her#Im also glad theyve so far had jackie say jack shit abt her probably mom and her going ons I hope it mostly stays that way#I'm open to getting some of jackies words on the family drama but I want it to be shown not told#so like idk. maybe a conversation between them or smth. and keep it vague and up to interpretation#I like my jackie characterization hard to find and unpack#as for the actual gamplay stuff Im definitely enjoying the different playstyle of the bionic dupes a lot so far#I havent gotten far enough into my test run to rly know how they feel in long term colonies but they are quite fun so far#I like how they add some pretty strong early game benefits while also adding a pretty important early research racing#I also enjoy their oxygen tanks but I have noticed that they tend to chose weird and sometimes extremely inconvenient places to refill#I don't think I rly understand their logic for chosing spots yet but I thinkkkk they might be trying to chose somewhere away from general#living areas? I could be wrong though I have seen them recharge directly by cots before but maybe its based on the pod location idk#but yeah this is me screaming at ulti to stop recharging by a tiny spec of oxygen surrounded by slimelung infested polluted oxygen#so basically sending them out to germy or unbreathable environments is theoretically safe most of the time but it's not as safe as a suit#that combined with their adverse reactions to liquid and extreme temperatures does still leave need for athmosuits#which is a good thing to be clear#in theory this also means that oxygen masks can still be of use to a bionic dupe even if it isnt necessary#especially if theyre making large transit that risks them running out of oxygen and trying to refill inside an contaminated area#but yeah if I had one complaint abt the bionic dupes it would be that I wish there were a few more#I get not wanting to bloat the dupe count but you can and will see duplicates within the early game#there isn't a lot of variety with them which makes bionic dupe heavy colonies feel less appealing to me
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