#it worked btw she ships them now

[yakoozies]

fun fact i wanted my gf to get into kazumaji but she doesn't really have a way to play the games so i made a presentation with 75 slides explaining major plot points and all of their gay ass interactions to get her to ship them

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

their dynamic to a t

[rosenecklaces]

I think gwynriels victim complex phenomenon needs to be studied like it's probably where the projecting into Azriel white-savior and fuckboy made-up personas came from. it's all clearer now...

[hauntingblue]

Gear 5 luffy's laugh is so contagious I just hear the drums and go insane how does this work. What did he do to me

[mkulias]

i "like" chemma but obviousy not in a "i ship them" way but instead in a "i find it fascinating how these two are so absolutely terrible together and only make each other worse and yet continue to get back together. i want to study them under a microscope and figure out why the fuck they are like this" kind of way

[seagull-scribbles]

Caysi Jons 🏒💥

[guinevereslancelot]

just wrapped the first christmas present of the year ❤️

[kakusu-shipping]

I’m making a Mario Series Shipping Chart and Bowser is making it incredibly difficult to format

[emily-mooon]

ok i need to share this twitter artist who made the cutest Stacey and Young Neil art that makes me super happy!

she goes by @dinosaur_png and i love their work sm!!!

if i ever find anymore stacey x neil artists who aren't on tumblr, i'll share links to whatever site theyre on so yall nordegrims can be fed. we are a small community and im gonna figure out many ways to help bring us together and this is one of them

hope yall are having a good weekend!

[marinerainbow]

I'm thinking of making Shiny the jelous type. Her intended character in her cartoons was envious of the protagonists' girlfriend (being doted on and spoiled by the protagonist, I mean. Her character didn't love him. Just his money), so jelousy might be a trait that was literally made in Shiny.

If so, I doubt she'd even realize it. Not until she's actually in love with someone, but they aren't with her, does it really start to show how jealous she can get of potential suitors. She'd probably need a third party to notice her behavior and point it out for her to see it.

[scover-va]

Hey ignoring the fact that ive been neglecting my inscryption poll blog (<- has no Inscryption brainrot rn and hasnt in literal months, might finish an old wip and see if that helps), if you guys point out enough pink x black ships to me I’ll make a poll /hj

[throughpatchesofviolet]

I've been thinking about Heathlock a lot, lately, but I have no way of putting those thoughts into words, at the moment.

[bulletbilltime]

I'm so sane. Only sane people think about "Life is Strange but isekai'd into Paper Mario TTYD". I'm so sane I swear.

[deadmandairyland]

I want to write a Super Daryl Deluxe fic (mostly because there are none and I want to change that) but it’s been a while since I’ve played the game and there are very few let’s plays and uploaded content (official or fan-made) in general for this game (which is a real shame, this game deserves more love), so I’m worried that this would end up being a huge undertaking because I’d probably have to either replay the game just for the fic or try to find all the info I’m looking for in several hours of gameplay.

But I thought it would be funny if there was a fic centered around Best Background Character Abby and her mundane life as all sorts of crazy shit just happens around her. Like she says hello to Daryl at some point and Daryl just stares blankly for ten seconds before summoning a dolphin out of nowhere and riding it out of the hallway, and then Abby just moves on with her day. Maybe she’s a Badass Normal and does some investigating of her own and we just don’t see it in the game itself. And maybe she had a relationship with Monica or something idk, kinda want Monica to be important to the fic too and fuck it I ship it idgaf it’s a friendly alternative chick (no idea if she’s supposed to be goth, punk, or emo and that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open) and a nerdy dnd playing cosplayer (who is supposed to be an honors student for literature but is heavily implied to only know well known works of literature through film adaptations) I mean come on

(EDIT: On second thought, it may not a good idea to have Abby and Monica have a history in a somewhat canon compliant SDD fic considering that she didn’t seem to notice Monica was missing and was mostly concerned about students going missing in general. In other words she would probably come off as an uncaring asshole for not really doing anything about it which is definitely not my intention. Any shipping there might be better off in an AU or something. Or maybe I’m thinking too hard about this idk)

[httpsdana]

ciaoo!! how about max's girlfriend being the biggest lestappen shipper and makes fun of him and he just plays along with her with all that norris inchindents recently they just purely gossip on their day off. probably like a domestic fluff. cooking and whatnot.

thank you. love your work btw, incredible stuff!!

Rumor Has It~Max Verstappen

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y/n leaned over the counter, watching as Max stirs the pasta sauce on the stove, the delicious aroma filling the kitchen. He’s trying to keep his focus on the bubbling sauce, but her relentless teasing has him breaking into a grin every few seconds.

“So… when’s the wedding?” she asked with an exaggeratedly serious tone.

Max side-eyed her, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Who’s getting married?”

“Oh, don’t play clueless” she said, folding her arms as she leaned a bit closer. “You and Charles. Obviously. The F1 power couple the world has been waiting for. Come on, Maxie, we all see the way you two look at each other.”

Max snorts, shaking his head. “You’re insane, you know that?”

y/n gasped with mock outrage. “How dare you dismiss my beautiful ship! I’m practically the captain at this point.”

Max laughs, finally giving up on stirring the sauce to turn and face her, wiping his hands on a dish towel. “Yeah? Well, if I’m marrying Charles, does that mean you’re left alone to dream about me from afar?”

She rolled her eyes, reaching out to poke his chest. “Don’t flatter yourself, Verstappen.”

Max caught her hand, tugging her a bit closer until there’s barely any space between them. “Then stop with the Charles jokes. He’d hate you for it, anyway.”

“Oh, he would not,” she insisted, brushing off his comment. “Charles has a sense of humor. You two are just too shy to admit your feelings. Besides, I’m sure he’s off gossiping about us right now. Maybe with Lando. You know how much Lando loves a good rumor.”

Max raises an eyebrow, stifling a chuckle. “You think Charles and Lando gossip about us?”

“Oh, please,” she said, waving her hand. “I bet they’re talking about all the hot drama from the paddock. Anyways, apparently Lando’s ego has gone from medium to extra-large lately?”

Max sighs, rolling his eyes. “Don’t even get me started on Lando’s ego. Sometimes I think he just loves hearing himself talk. I mean, did you hear him the other day? Talking about how he was ‘definitely the best driver’ and that I got lucky in Brazil for going from 17th place to first?”

y/n let out a giggle, covering her mouth. “I know! I’m like, buddy, calm down. He’s sweet, but there’s a lot of ‘me, me, me’ going on lately.”

Max shakes his head, exasperation all over his face. “I swear, he’s like a puppy. One compliment, and he’s bouncing off the walls. And don’t even get me started on him dating Magui, the influencer who used to be with Joao Felix. The same Magui who cheated on him, like, a million times. Lando swears it’s not serious but come on.”

“Oh, he lives for it,” she said, rolling her eyes. “He’s totally wrapped up in her whole ‘cool, edgy, unattainable’ vibe, but she’s just trying to be relevant. You know she’s doing everything she can to become a WAG.”

Max snickers, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “And I thought we were bad at keeping things private.”

“Please, we’re saints in comparison,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in closer. “And speaking of secrets…” she leaned in, voice lowering, “do you know how Alexandra and Charles met?”

Max raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “No, how did he meet her?”

“She was friends with his ex and her sister” y/n said with a sly grin. “Can you believe it?”

Max chuckles, shaking his head. “Guess Charles has a type—and a way of meeting them through friends. Wasn't Charlotte also friends with the girlfriend before her?”

y/n laughed, nodding. “Right? And I swear, Alexandra and Charlotte look exactly the same. It’s like he’s got a specific blueprint for girlfriends or something.”

Max’s arms slid around her waist as he pulled her even closer. “Seems like Charles might have some explaining to do.”

y/n leaned her head against his shoulder, feeling his warmth against her. “it's fun knowing everyone’s secrets. Like how Pierre’s girlfriend, Kika, has that whole beef with Magui. She can’t stand her.”

Max raises an eyebrow, a grin forming. “Why am I not surprised? Didn’t Magui basically try to become a WAG overnight?”

“Exactly. Kika can’t stand it. Magui’s been copying her style, her posts, everything since the two stopped being friends. I swear, she’s just trying to outdo Kika at being the ultimate F1 girlfriend.”

Max shakes his head with a chuckle. “Kika’s a sweetheart; she deserves better than that drama.”

She laughed, tightening her arms around his neck as he hugged her close. “You know, we could give Lando a run for his money in the rumor department.”

Max laughed, kissing her once more. “You know what? I’m okay with that.” He leans down, murmuring in her ear, “As long as I’ve got you.”

She can’t help the smile that spreads across her face as she pulled him in for a proper kiss. This was their little slice of paradise—gossiping, cooking, and just being together with Max, in this lovely, imperfect chaos that’s all her own.

[mechazushi]

Standing at the edge of the lowest platform at the base of the Jeager, were two of the mechanics that had been freshly reassigned to the newest arrival to the Shatterdome, The Divine Deliverance. A taller brunette with long hair wolf-whistled as her eyes trailed higher and higher up the metal monstrosity, taking in her size and design.

"Damn, she's wirey looking one. What do you think she runs on? Nuclear? Has to, right? I mean, she's got a Japanese sponsor, that's what they typically use."

"Worse. Experimental Cold Fusion." A short and quite round blond woman with a neck length bob next to her said, leaning most of her upper body weight on a 62 in, 72 pound pipe wrench.

"Shit." The brunette drawled out, " That means there's gonna be a half-dozen asshats swarmin' the base soon that are about to think they can tell us how to do our job."

"And about 30 safety meetings going over how this damn thing works." the blond woman said as she shifted her stance.

"And we don't even work on the core, that's Terry's crew!" The taller woman said as it jumped to her turn.

"My biggest problem with her is why the hell they gave her such massive hips?" The one wielding the pipe wrench piped up.

"And you of all people got a problem with that?" the brunette teased as she looked down at her friend with a knowing smirk.

"On a robot, yes!" the blond woman retaliated, "That means that there's going to be extra strain on the center-balance servos! Not only are they a bitch to replace, when one breaks, it sends shit all over the lube lines! Which means it's a twenty hour wait while the thing drains, and then I have to shimmy my fat ass through those damn tubes and collect bits and pieces of titanium shards bigger than my fist and heavier than my head! You know damn well that shit ain't fun!" She balanced the pipe wrench against her thigh and arched her back into an intense stretch, "Damn, now my back's cramping up just thinking about it."

Off in the distance behind them, they could sense a distinct change in the atmosphere behind them. The metal workers around them slowed down and became quieter in the process while the ammo loaders and other mech-preppers began to either clap and cheer, or disperse into hushed conversations. Well, hushed enough for the loud and busy environment they were in.

"And they're coming in right behind us, aren't they." the brunette said

"Yep." answered the other one.

The two of them turned around at the same time to get a good look at the pilots entering the main loading deck. Their eyes got bigger and bigger as they got a better view while the newcomers got closer.

"Damn! Like Jeager, like owner." The taller woman harshly growled out as her friend nodded her head in stunned silence. They watched as the pair of attractive and athletically built women strutted closer and closer to their Jeager.

"Ya know, maybe we should get going. Probably shouldn't give the impression that there's lazy people working on something so precious to a Jeager pilot." the blond woman said nervously as she tried to shoulder her wrench and scuttle away.

Her friend's smile grew into a malicious grin as it dawned on her as to why she wanted to leave quickly. Grabbing the back of her overalls, she dragged her closer to the newest arrivals to the Shatterdome.

"Better idea. Let's introduce ourselves." the brunette said playfully. Her shorter friend tried to fight back and voice how this was a terrible idea, but as they got closer the taller woman managed to wrap her forearm around her friend's face and effectively muffle her protests.

"So, I take it from all the commotion that you two are the Divine Deliverance Pilots?" The brunette answered for both of them.

The twins turned to her with surprise on their faces, but took the interruption in stride, gladly taking the opportunity to engage in conversation.

"Yep! I'm Devar and this is Deil. I've been wanting the chance to talk to somebody that's working on DiDe here." The woman with the short hair and the shaved left side spoke. She carried a chipper kind of energy that seemed almost infectious. Her twinwith the twin-tails and the right half shaved came up and propped up an elbow on her sister's shoulder before she joined in the conversation.

"Uhhh, what's up with your friend there?" The one supposedly named Deil questioned, having a much deeper tone and a more relaxed vibe to her presence.

"Nice to meet you both. I'm Audrey and this is Riley, we call her Rivets around here. Don't worry about this, it's just a preventative measure to keep her from embarrassing herself around pretty women." The brunette answered casually.

The blond one trapped in her arm slowly turned her head to look at her captor with murder in her eyes. Deil turned her head to the side and tried to hide a snort of laughter while Devar bit her lips in amusement before continuing.

"That's... good to know. Would either one of you happen to know anyone that would be familiar with the legs of a model similar to our DiDe here?" Devar asked.

"Ahh! That would actually be Rivets here. Go on girl, show them where that lack of a dating scene has gotten you." Audrey joked as she unraveled her arm from around Riley's head. She took the chance to smack Audrey in the kneecap with the wrench before beginning her interrogative inspection.

"What seems to be the problem?" She started. She had to wait for Deil to pull herself together before she could get an answer.

"Yeah, so, Devar thinks I'm crazy for this, but I swear I can feel a vague vibrating coming from DiDe's right knee. I think it's especially noticeable when we're just doing half-strides."

"Disappears during full strides?" Riley asked.

"Couldn't tell ya. If we're doing full strides, then at that point we're about to start a fight." Deil responded. They all waited as Riley stared off into the distance in the direction of the knee in question. After a minute, it seemed that Riley came back to her senses as she blinked really fast and hard.

"The rubber gaskets around the pneumatic solenoids are stretching out. Nothing immediately life threatening, but if you think it's going to be a distraction later on, then we can try to get them replaced. It's going to depend on if we can get Gypsy Danger finished up and recalibrated before the next emergence." Riley finished as she donned her more official sounding voice that she used whenever she got roped into these sorts of conversations.

"And you just... have something like that here?" Devar questioned, wondering how they managed to store something that was supposedly the size of a Greyhound bus.

"Custom-made thirty miles outside of Denver. They've got an on demand storehouse where they keep a few different models on demand for emergency airlift. You're lucky she's outfitted with a standard '52B Hutcherson Solo otherwise we'd have to start kissing Italy's ass for anything in a different shape and you don't want to be here when I-" suddenly Audrey's arm wrapped itself back around Riley's mouth again once it was becoming clear that she wasn't about to stop talking anytime soon.

"See? Safety Measures." Audrey recalled. The twins nodded in unison once it became clear what she probably has to go through on a daily basis.

"Well I certainly feel better about leaving our baby girl in capable hands. I know you're supposed to report to our sponsor whenever you're asking to make repairs, but if it wouldn't trouble you too much, could you also send a head's up our way as well? " Devar politely pleaded with the two of them.

"Yeah, we're the crazy type of pilots that like to act like overbearing mothers to our giant metal ride-or-die." Deil finished the sentiment.

"Sound's great! You know, we can skip the hunting-you-down part of that request if you handed over your number to Rivet here. She's one of, like, five head mechanics that oversee your Jeager anyway, so it would be a good way to keep up with the changes before your boss even knows anyway." Audrey slyly added on while trying to fight a very angry Riley tucked into her arm.

"Hell yeah! Sounds amazing!" Deil said as she whipped out her phone. Audrey punched in her friend's number and waited for the receiving phone to ding. Once it did, she handed the phone back and started to drag her friend away.

"Thanks for settling that! We'll be sure we'll get around to that gasket problem soon!" Audrey yelled as both pairs parted ways. She waited for them to get an acceptable distance away before she released her grip on her friend.

"I believe a 'Thank you' is in order." Audrey said smugly.

"Yes it is." Riley replied in an irritated tone, " It will come in the form of your headstone matching your casket."

"Aww, come on. You can't be that mad, can you? I did you a lot of favors back there!" Audrey exclaimed, not bothering to hide her excitement.

"You should have known better! You know I am a consummate professional and I have rightfully gained that title by not entertaining distractions." Riley said as she shouldered her massive pipe wrench.

"I guess we're about to see how well that keeps up." Audrey replied back as she rolled her eyes. She watched as Riley walked away and ever closer to the dangerously unprotected ledge that led off to the pit the Jeager stood in.

"Always gotta have the last word." Riley mumbled to herself as she stepped off the platform and shockingly dropped from view.

If anyone wasn't the wiser, they would have thought that she had dropped to her death from her previous embarrassment. Unfortunately, monsters wait for no one's drama and neither do robot repairs. Landing on the metal grate of a wide bucket lift, she played around with the controls until they made her slowly rise from the pit she purposely fell into. Ascending up from the depths, she caught her friend's gaze as they both went off to start their day's work

"No time for slacking on the job, Audrey! We've got shit to fix!"

Noo...I'm not dead..I just can't finish sh*t right now, instead I start new shit each day, to add to my pile of shame.. :|

it just keeps happening, I don't know why..I know exactly why, but whatever

Soo, I came up with this idea, of two new OCs for the Kaijuverse...but it turned out kinda..complex..

What I thought of was the Hoshina-family tree (with the 1st and 4th son thing, you know what I mean). I tried to come up with an idea for the "middle" siblings....and I made them twins....aaand kinda smashed the Pacific Rim AU onto it just because.. 🫡 Yeah, I'd thought of a reason why they haven't appeared yet, and this is what I came up with:

Besides the issue with low combat power and mediocre performance with the sword, the two sisters where not quite what you'd call "presentable" for a formal reknowned kaiju slaying family clan. Even in modern times some might believe in twins to be a bad omen for a family and the lack in sword skill was seen proof of that by some.*

So when in highschool both where sent to leave for an exchange year to the U.S. Away from home and disapproving looks they finally thrived. (In this version of the AU, I kinda imagine the Pacific Rim methodics to be the American way to handle with Kaiju attacks, where they can upkeep a stable society and stuff just like Japan).

While failing to fight Kaiju in a combat suit, they are now outstanding together as jaeger pilots, preferebly using no additional weapons, but the adapted Hoshina hands-on fighting style, which they mastered and altered to their needs, 'till it could be perfectly transmitted to a jaeger. Despite their success abroad, the Hoshina clan is not eager to spread more news about them than necessary. While Soshiro couldn't grasp the events around his sisters much, due to his young age, Soichiro was especially hurt seeing his little sisters leave. It might caused him to try not to be as attached to his last remaining sibling. But when he saw how his bragging got Soshiro on his toes and skyrocket his training, he thought he'd found a way to prevent his brother from his families displeasement. Even if it meant giving up on a close bond with his brother in exchange.

Now, grown-up, the twins don't have contact with the Hoshina clan, or their father, but occasionally chat with their brothers just to catch up.

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*I am so very anxious when talking about another cultures law. I am "educated" by limfamy's youtube videos, and saw this one, where he explained that Japanese families frowned upon twin and/or tripplet births before the 2nd half of the Edo Period. Of course this has changed in modern times, and my accusement there might me people still believing in old ways, is a sheer assumption for the sake of my plot.

So VERY sorry, if I get this wrong, please don't hate me, and I'd love to be corrected if there's need to!

(This is also why they are nameless btw, I don't dare trying the find fitting names that work in japanese with the 1st,2nd,3rd and smth... if anybody knows more about this stuff and has suggestions you're more than welcome to share, i'd love to hear them!!)