#its me im juke

[jils-things]

twirls around and giggles im sooooo good at maining norton omgggg (twirls hair) im sooooooo good at playing at him omhggg wehehheheheeehhehee kicks my feet and rolls on my bed

[impostorsshow]

I love watching Tears of the Kingdom memories out of order /sarc /lh

It took my around 100 hours to even find out the tears were a thing and wondering wtf my mom was talking about when I kept asking for help on what to do but that aside, I had seen #1 and #2 in order, tried to find Tabatha stable for a good 2 hours and then decided to go take a break and got hit with #8, WHICH WAS LIKE GETTING HIT BY A TRAIN

#1: :0 time travel wow oh wait your my old grandparents

#2: "let's go to the castle dear and get some clean clothes"

#8: SHE'S DEAD AND GANON IS IN POWER AND YOUR FUCKING WIFE IS DEAD AND ITS YOUR FAULT RAARU

Also there's 18 memories?? Damn how the fuck is it gonna sucker punch me more than that fucking 180 in story but aside from that i. I really wish it gave you a little way to back out, like it tells you the memory of what your about to watch and if you wanna do it later, I wanted to watch them in order TT AND I STILL HAVENT FOUND TABANTHA STABLE

[spacedykez]

the meowdy is like a family to me. and i love them all very much

[downfallofi]

You ever wonder just how much of you is trauma and nothing else, when you find yourself at a party and tell what you think is a fun party anecdote (I brought up the summer I was homeless) to contribute to the conversation and then not only do people not react well or just deadpan, it really is reflecting like all I can contribute to these things are decades worth of traumatic life stories or years, or like, knowledge about X-Men lore or memes, nobody really wants me to contribute at a party lol

[dckweed]

Not sure if you're doing top gun requests right now, but if so, here's one. Rooster with a girl who is helping penny at the bar on a super busy night and there is some rowdy group who keeps calling her over and staring at her, and eventually they go too far and try to grab her but she just knocks one of them clean out and as the guys (hangman, fanboy, etc) is taking care of them, rooster takes her away bc she was about to go crazy on them lol. He's just like "that was so hot but you don't need to go to prison tonight."

baby i am always taking top gun requests. ooooh i love this idea so freaking much, thank you for choosing me to send it too, i absolutely do love it when you guys send things!

please note that i see every request that comes in and i am getting to them one at a time! with that being said, feel free to send one in!

anway, how are we all doing today? are we staying hydrated?

warnings: drinking, violence, inappropriate groping and harassment, bar fights, established relationship with rooster!

"BITCHLESS & DICKLESS' bradley rooster bradshaw x fem!reader

It was a busy Friday night at the Hard Deck, you and Penny the only two working and barely able to keep up with the constant flow of customers coming through, it only seemed to get even more crowded and rowdy when a small group of sailors fresh off the base come through, taking up a couple of the tables near the juke box. They signal you over and you make your towards them, order pad in hand incase they order more than just beer.

"Hey guys, how can i help you?" You ask, your voice upbeat and a smile on your face. It was sticky hot outside and you knew your shirt was clinging to your skin because of it, you tried not to feel too uncomfortable with the obvious way two of the men were staring at you. "Eyes up here, fellas." You say, giving a playful angry look. You were used to being looked at, it kind of came with the job title of bartender, but that didn't mean that it didn't make you uncomfortable.

One of the men cocks a smirk at you, leaning back easily in his seat. "They'll have a round of Budweiser," He says, his eyes not leaving you once as he gestures towards his friends. "and i'll have your number, sweetness."

Before you can open your mouth to object politely, one of his buddies beats you to it. "Hey, Hanks, give some of us a chance with her damn." He chuckles flashing you a smile.

"How about none of you get a chance?" You say sweetly, laughing with his buddies. "I'll be back with the beers in a minute." You shake your head, walking back to the bar. You grab six cold beers from the ice box and start putting them on a serving tray.

"Those boys gonna be trouble?" Penny asks, maneuvering her way behind you with a few drinks of her own. You hadn't realized that she had heard the interaction.

"No, they'll be fine." You shake your head, glancing back over at the table as you pop the tops off of the bottles one by one. The one that had asked for your number, Hanks, was staring at you and talking to the rest of his friends at the same time. His gaze unsettled you, but you carried on with your job anyway. You make your way back over to them, planting your serving smile back on to your face as you start handing out their beers. "Alright fellas, let me know if there's anything else i can get you, okay?"

"That phone number is still wanted, honey." Hanks' friend says, taking a sip from his bottle. He shoots you a wink and manspreads in his chair, you perk an eyebrow at him. What was it with navy boys being so goddamn persistent?

"I'm sure it is honey," You say, your voice a little more stern on the matter this time around. "but my boyfriend sure wouldn't appreciate me giving it out to random navy boys that walk into my bar." You turn to head back towards the actual bar, where you see Penny starting struggle.

"I don't see him around, im sure what he don't know won't kill him!" Hanks voice calls after you, its almost admirable how persistent they are, it was afterall one of the more endearing qualities about your boyfriend when you first met him, although you had to say that he hadn't been nearly as uncomfortable as these boys were.

"Oh he'll be around!" You call back over your shoulder, not noticing that at that moment said boyfriend and his group of friends had walked through the front door of the bar. You didn't notice them for quite a few minuets, giving them plenty of time to get to their usual seats as you worked on the fresh wave of customers at the bar, mixing drinks and handing them out almost mechanically.

After around twenty minutes or so Bradley comes up to the bar, standing directly behind you, your back turned as you pour beer from the tap. "Here you g-Bradley!" You exclaim excitedly, nearly spilling the beer in your hands before you hand it to the man standing next to him.

"Hey baby," He says, his voice gruff and hoars, tired. He gladly accepts your kiss as you lean across the bar for it, pressing his lips against your own. He was still wearing his flight suit, and still covered in sweat, and a quick glance towards the others told you everything y ou needed to know.

"Rough day?" You look at him, eyes questioning as you get to work making their drinks. Whiskey neat for Jake, Scotch on the rocks for Bradley and Natasha and a pop for Bob, your favorite sober companion most evenings.

"You could say that," He says, a deep sigh leaving his chest as he watches you, already feeling more at ease. You didnt pry any farther, knowing he would tell you all about it in bed that night. "When are you off?"

You pout, coming around the bar with the drinks on a serving tray. "Not until nearly closing tonight," You say, walking with him towards the others. Bradley studiously takes the tray from you, ever the gentleman even on his roughest days, his arm brushing your shoulder as you walk. "Hey guys," You greet, giving Jake and Bob your usual friendly kiss on the cheek, and with a giggle you give one to Nat too when she taps hers and gives you a lopsided grin. You could tell by looks on their faces that they all needed a dose of happiness.

"Where's mine?" Bradley whines, hand on your hip possessively. You roll your eyes at him but lean up to kiss his waiting cheek anyway, adoring the small smile that tugs at the corners of his lips.

"Awe come on Rooster, you get her all the time, let the rest of us have some." Natasha says, causing you to throw your head back in a laugh, leaning farther into your boyfriend. Your laugh was infectious and the whole group lets out a chuckle, you watch their bodies relax afterwards. "Might want to keep em coming, Y/N , it's been a rough one.."

Jake looks somewhere behind you, eyebrows pinched, stare hard. "Looks like you're in need, Y/N" He says, raising his whiskey to his lips to take a sip.

You look over your shoulder, your eyes landing on the group of sailors from earlier on the other side of the bar. "Those guys again," You sigh, grabbing your tray off the table.

Bob grabs your wrist before you go, and you furrow your brow at him. "Are those guys giving you a hard time?" He asks quietly, he knew Bradley was already on edge as it was and didn't want him looking for a fight.

"Nothing i can't handle, Bobby," You say, ruffling his hair with a wink before heading off towards the group, putting some pep back in your step. "Ready for round two already, fellas?"

The night drags on quickly and slowly all at the same time, customers come and go, drinks are made and made again and carried out to tables. The two main groups being your Boyfriend and the rest of the daggers and the group of boat boys who become more rowdy as the night drags on.

Bradley is already uneasy with them as it is, catching them staring at you one too many times and asking for your number more than once, to which you studiously turn them down, looking his way as if asking for help. He knew he would step in when needed, but he also hoped that didn't need to happen, he knew Penny would talk to Mav and Mav would talk his ear off about it tomorrow on base.

Your patience had more than worn thin, and you were counting down the minuets until your shift was over, hoping that the last half an hour would pass without any issues. Your hopes were wrong though.

You were bringing the group of boat boys another round of beers and a couple of waters and were just picking up the empties and placing them on your tray when you feel it, a large, sweaty hand sliding up the back of your thigh and right up onto your ass, giving it a heavy squeeze. Your eyes widen. "You wanna lose that fucking hand?" You ask, voice gruff as you stand up straight. The entire table quiets.

"What? Fly girl over there is good enough to squeeze this thick ass but i'm not?" Natasha had playfully smacked your ass on her way to the restroom a short time ago, something the two of you had grown close enough as friends to do. It had made you laugh, but this? Oh this was an entirely different ball game.

You see red, and off in the distance you hear Bradley and Jake both yell and the sounds of chairs scraping against the floor as they all get up abruptly. Youve done it before they can even reach you though. The tray drops from your grasp, your dominant hand balling up as the sound of shattering glass reaches your ears and your fist collides with Hanks' face, right between the eyes. You feel a sickening crunch under the force of the blow and blood spurts out of his nostrils as he slumps down, you had hit him hard enough to knock him out.

"What the fuck?!?" Bradley is next to you, arm out protectively as his friends all stand from their seats, ready to brawl over what you had done, even though their pig of a friend had done worse in your opinion. "Y/N?"

"Bitchless and Dickless over there can't catch a fucking hint!" You yell lunging for his friend. Rooster's arms hold you back though before you can make contact with him, the entire bar watches you scream and kick at the sailor as your boyfriend drags you out towards the parking lot. "Fucking assholes! Squeezed my fucking ass!"

Surprisingly, Bob is the first to throw a punch. He had been watching the idiots mess with you all night long along with Rooster. And after their long ass day he was just as ready to fight as the rest of them, infact, he actually took pleasure in what he did. His fist collides squarely with Hanks' friend and Natasha drags the already semi conscious asshole across the floor after you and Bradley, Penny coming to help her.

"Jesus christ baby, you started a fucking brawl!" Bradley laughs, opening the passenger door of the bronco, shoving all of his stuff onto the floorboard as he sets you up on the seat. "That was so fucking hot," He says, hearing police sirens in the distance already. "You have no idea how bad i want to fuck you right now but i can't have you going to jail tonight, buckle in tight baby.." He says, closing your door before running around to the drivers side, the only the thought on his mind is getting you home where you're safe and in your guys' bed, preferably underneath of him.

[julietsbody]

ultraviolence

words : 2,261

tags : gun kink , fucked with a gun , predator / prey , reader has a prey kink , peacekeeper ! snow , light sadism , size difference , size kink , obsessive behavior , power play , creampies , orgasm delay / denial

a/n : idk what came over me whilst writing this im gonna be so honest…. semi inspired by Cherienymphe‘s “everybody knows that i’m a good girl, officer” fic!!! its so good

p.s : this is also posted on my ao3!!! ( divider by pommecita )

snow barely had any empathy for people, let alone any districts. he was a man who fell into poverty himself, but he got out of it, he was a capitol and he’s friends with those that come from the highest statuses. normally people felt pity for those in the districts, they scavenged for food, or proper clothing. not snow, he thought it was a game to watch them snatch up fresh bread and run like their lives depend on it. because it does, they survive, they live another day and satisfy their hungers, if they get caught, they’ll be dead in seconds— especially if coriolanus catches them. 

he liked the power he had, the fact that he could do almost anything he desired and get away with it because the districts had been committing a crime anyway, he just stopped them from doing it any more. he liked that they would cower underneath him, beg for their lives, he liked that he had the power to give them a simple warning, to let them off the hook, but he never did. 

not until now. 

he found himself chasing yet another bunny, heavy boots padding behind your thin, poorly made shoes. 

something about the adrenaline rushing through your veins had a heat developing in between your legs, like it was a primal reaction, an animalistic urge. he nearly noticed in the way your steps staggered, but that could be lack of spacial awareness, which he noted that you had. you were so busy running in straight lines you didn’t even bother to juke him or to hide. 

easy prey, aren’t you? 

he thought that at first, until your steps suddenly changed, turning to the right. 

and you had disappeared between the greens and tall trees, his wild eyes raced around the all too silent forest. he tuts, a low taunt, “where are you, bunny?” 

his voice came out sing - songy, having your breathing shake from the tree you hid behind, your thighs pressed together. 

how was a hunt so intimate, so sexual? 

“why are you hiding from me, bunny?” his voice is softer, as if he’s pouting. 

you hear his boots snap twigs with ease, crush leaves into fragile pieces, dip through mud. he was getting closer, like a wolf stalking it’s prey, like he knew where you hid. you tried to hold your breath, to keep yourself hidden, but it was no use. he rounded the corner, and you ran into a sprint again, nearly dropping the bread you had taken. 

if you hadn’t dropped it then, you were sure to now. 

his arms took you into a threatening hold, at first pushing you into a tree, then slamming you against the floor when you wriggled at his grasp. his panting breath, your fearful whines, the begging that sat on your tongue silently, it was as if sex had been happening even with your clothes on. your tears well with tears at being slammed on the hard ground, and he feels the fabric of his pants tighten at the sight. 

“please,” here comes the begging, music to his ears, “it’s my first time stealing, i’ve never done this before—“ 

“is that so?” his head cocks to the side, holding down your wriggling hands, “i’m sure i’ve seen you before, doll.” 

“you must be mistaken,” your puffy lips part, breath heaving as you try to pull away from him. 

it doesn’t work, he just simply holds you down, he easily could with one hand if he wanted to, “are you calling me a liar?” 

it was embarrassing, truly, being so turned on by the way his voice deepened with firmness, by the way he held you down with such ease, “of course not, i would never—“ 

“you just did, though,” his tone is biting, typically he doesn’t let conversations last this long, but something about you was different. his eyes catch on to the way your thighs are rubbing together, not in a way to try to free yourself from him, but where you crave friction. “my, my, what do we have here?” 

his hand taps against your thigh, pulling up the hem of your dress, his eyes land on yours, waiting for confirmation. 

you immediately nod, it’s so quick, impatient, he adores it. 

his long fingers lace around both of your wrists whilst the other pries your thighs apart, noticing the way fluids soil your panties. 

“how cute,” he observes out loud, allowing his hunger to show in the way he nearly rips your panties apart whilst harshly tugging the, down, watching how your legs immediately fall apart into a spread, panties hanging off your ankle for dear life. you were so desperate, you were willing to do this in the woods, present yourself to a peacekeeper just because you had gotten horny merely off a chase. 

his hand smoothes against your right inner thigh, feeling goosebumps form in prickles, and the way you shiver underneath each touch. his hand is large against your cunt, a single finger moving through it to feel the wetness, your hips immediately buck, desperate for more. 

his chuckle is soon silenced by his hand raising to his mouth, just so he can taste your slick. 

removing it with a pop, a curt smile tugs at his lips, sweet, like honey. 

his hand smoothes down your inner thigh again, and you realize he’s teasing you, “officer—“

his thumb is threateningly close to your cunt, “hm?” 

“touch me,” you breathe out, “please.” 

how funny is it that the last time you said please to him you were begging for your life? 

“like this?” his eyebrow quirks, pad of his thumb moving to swipe against your clit, your back arches ever so slightly. 

the whine that emits from you is far too loud for his liking, so he hushes you with gentle shhs, thumb rubbing slow circles on the bundle of nerves. 

“you don’t want people to hear us, hm?” he hums, “to find out you’re letting a peacekeeper touch you in such ways, truly scandalous.” 

he can imagine it being front page of the district newspaper, girl caught fucking peacekeeper in woods! 

your fingers twitch in his grasp, finding his movements far too slow, and he finds your movements and whines far too annoying. 

he moves to plunge a finger into your cunt, making your whines hush to whimpers, unintelligible words. 

“real impatient, aren’t you?” his finger moves slow at first, watching the way your hips move against it in response, “maybe i should just put you in your place.” 

he removes his finger, watching the way you desperately clench around nothing. his hand moves to grab his machine gun, which he had ditched as soon as he threw you to the floor, he finally releases your wrists, you have a chance to run if you wanted to, but you didn’t— because you didn’t want to run, because the fear that filled you when he aimed his gun at you had even more of your fluids escaping the oyster between your legs. 

he moves to cock it, taking it off the safety. 

“fully loaded,” he reminds you, but also seems to be reminding himself. 

he seems to believe you don’t believe him in the way you look up at him through glossy eyes, and he moves to aim his gun at a nearby tree, one to your right, directly behind you. and he shot, birds cawed as they flew away from the loud shots, he noticed how you flinched, immediately moving to the safety of his grasp, and he only smiled, how adorable that you find safety in the man who had enough power to kill you in seconds. 

he hushes your fears, not reassuring anything about your safety as he moves the gun tip your legs back apart, one of his hands leaving it as he wraps it around your wrists once more, holding you back down in a missionary position. the hand on his gun was less steady now, finger tight against the trigger, it had you biting your lip. he traces along your inner thigh with the tip of the gun, “you’re gonna be a good girl, right?” 

he watches you immediately nod, so eager, “yes, yes, officer.” 

his gun passes a trail down to your cunt, pressing against your clit, he could shoot right now, the finger on the trigger was so tight, so unsupported. he could slip once and shoot directly into you, something about that thrilled you more, made your hips buck against the gun, practically riding the weapon. he admires your desperation, the way your face twists with pleasure as you move against the cool material that built the gun. 

he eventually pulls the tip of the gun down, until it’s at your entrance. 

he watches your eyes widen as the metal dips inside of you, spreading you open with ease. 

your hands flail in his tight hold, “it hurts— officer, wait—“ 

“hm?” he pauses for a mere second, “sweet bunny, you can take it.” 

the pain soon subdues to pleasure as he begins moving the gun again, pumping it in and out of you and coating the black of the weapon with your milky slick. whimpers of pain soon become moans of pleasure, the tears that had built a gloss over your eyes dipping down your cheeks as your eyes close, hips bucking against the weapon. 

“easy, bunny, easy,” his voice is strained, like seeing you cry awakens something within him, when your hips stop moving against his gun he continues to pump it, faster this time, “good girl, gonna cum all over my gun?” 

you nod, more tears escaping as the thrill of your possible death and the pleasure from the weapon that may cause it becomes all too much. a deep groan vibrates from his chest at the sight of you crying, lips parting to continue, “that’s it, good, good.” 

it’s as if you crying is enough to have him reaching his climax already, as if seeing you cry felt like jerking off. 

the gun widens the more it goes into you, stretching you until you’ll be nothing but a gaping mess from his gun when he’s done. 

so filthy, to be easily stretched out by something that has killed many, how terribly cruel of you, to be cumming on it. 

and the man who had done it is merely watching, admiring you like this was an art gallery, and you were the center piece. he notices the way you near your orgasm, as your hips can’t help but grind down on the gun, moans escaping past your nearly bitten to bleeding lips. and you start calling out to him, “officer, officer, please— can i cum— please.” 

a mere plead, and if snow was a good man, he would say yes, but he wasn’t one. 

“no, bunny, you ran from me,” his finger slides against the trigger, staring at you with a new tint glossing over his eyes, “do you think you deserve to cum?” 

“yes, i need to, i want—“ your breath quickens, mindlessly grinding down onto the gun. 

“no,” he pulls the gun out, depraving you of every wish. he notices the way you whimper, thighs pressing together and rubbing in desire to form friction. there was none, and soon he was tossing his gun to the side, tugging his pants and boxers down ever so slightly to free his cock, then prying your legs apart once more. 

he carefully moves himself between your legs, his hand around your wrists finally freeing them, admiring the red ring he left from how tight his grip was. the same hand moved to fall against your throat, fingertips dipping in to your delicate skin as he guides his dick to your entrance, carefully pushing into you. he feels you tense underneath him at the feeling of him filling you once more, the length and girth enough to reach your intestines, you were sure of it. 

once he bottoms out, he notices the way a bulge appears at your pelvis, popping up against the skin then falling to a settle with each thrust. his other hand moves to your mouth, his fingers spreading your pillow lips apart, your salty taste pressing against your own tongue. 

“taste yourself, bunny, so sweet, hm?” he grunts with each thrust, practically manhandling you with each snap of his hips, fingers dipping down your throat. he watches your eyes roll back, mumbling pleas for the satisfaction of your orgasm to finally come, your bodily fluids sticking to his pelvis and his dick, your walls pulsed around him, drooling onto his cock. 

he nears his climax almost immediately, nose scrunching slightly, “cum, cum for me, sweet bunny.” 

“officer—“ your back arches off the earthy ground as you finally reach your climax, moans vibrating against his flesh and he continues to thrust, riding out your orgasm, overstimulating you until he’s practically fucking you dumb. eventually, he bottoms out, pumping you nearly full of his cum. he moves his hand from your mouth, sticky from your saliva, and takes your panties off your ankle, pulling out and plugging your hole with your own panties. just so you don’t lose any of his cum. 

“there, now you can walk around with my cum inside of you, how sweet.” he takes his hands off of you, moving to tuck his softening dick away and standing. 

he offers your limp body a wink, swiping up his gun, and following up with a, “don’t let me catch you again, doll.” 

[shiguangbrainrot]

Ji Xiaokun and Guo Hongxu on october 1st to 3rd.

they are out of order bcs i wrote them like that and now i dont feel like fixing it oops.

heres a clip of the performace on third, its lg focused. another angle this one is more general wide shot with occasional zoom. another one this one is more zoomed in so you can really see actors expressions but its not character focused. eh have another angle.

not sure if they failed to clap or if jxk dodged on purpose, hes been doing that. lg does take his hand after unlike the 1st. they play rps as they roll out, cxs gladly slaps lg but runs away when its his turn to get slapped.

they fuck up the first heart again.

for once sofa song starts with entire trio on the sofa, lg makes cxs massage him as well. and ql is massaging cxs. is this too many photos i promise im normal.

during the next bit cxs has to drag lg over to sing, sometimes he comes over on his own sometimes ql calls him and them he goes. but this version is my fave.

lg wins all three rounds of rps, he looks so happy lol, he lost all rounds recently so this must feel great. also he slaps cxs very gently, but cxs still acted like it hurt

during rps song cxs has a very special prop... i knew that was around somewhere but i havent seen it used so thank you jxk. the rest of the cast all falling over lmao.

lg jukes(is that the correct word?) cxs during the handshake, this happens often. i think it happened on all 3 days here why is he so suprised.

then during the bow, im not sure what theyre doing like arm wrestling in air? lg calls him childish before the next song begins. during which jxk makes ghx cup his mic, this happened before but this time there is no excuse. they cup mics while singing so it sounds better ig, but not everyone does it. or maybe they do i havent been watching chronologically until now. also i like that theyre making group effort during introductions at the end usually its lg actor introducing everyone and well, i get it forgetting names.

link to performance from 1st. another angle this one cxs focus.

jsk jukes the highfive at the start, but offers his hand a bit later, ghx rightfully slaps it away. i like when the trio holds hands as they roll out for the end of that song. also they fucked the heart up, or so it seems but ghx was looking and did that on purpose, why, that i cant say.

during sofa song cxs retaliates by pinching lg back, im glad, they always bully him in that bit, cxs actors should fight back more often. cxs has to drag lg to sing with ql, and ql pushes cxs and he falls of the table. very animated fall i was rooting for him.

lg does not win one round of rps, and goes to sulk, while cxs happily dances. this time it is lg who jukes cxs during the clap.

idk what theyre doing during the bow, but i hear pain noises and audiance laughing. when the lights turn on they arent in their spots, lg maybe accidentally jumpscares cxs, i really cannot figure out what was happening.

performace of the 2nd. wide shot. cxs is using a hair straightner? as a mic. no high five again, but cxs jukes lg twice this time and gives thumbs up. lg plays it off cool though.

i think they are allergic to doing the heart properly. very normal sofa bit nothing to note. during rps cxs wins twice then lg and then cxs again. cxs was slapping kinda serious but after lg slapped him gently he did too. im normal about them how could you tell.

ql does a heart with her hands when they stomp on the table. again weird activites during the bow. when lights turn on lg is massaging cxs, and cxs says something but i sadly cant understand. one day. lg walks away and cxs sticks his pinky finger out, other actors seem confused, me too, lg laughs though.

id crop out the other cast but i feel they contribute to the vibe of this image

[helphelph]

Rating tmf ships but I come up with the wackiest rating systems because im insane

jailey - one if you cant look at the crowd look at me okay out of two princess stickers

Classic. It's not one of my favorites but defienetly in the A category. They have a good buildup and great chemistry. I think nobody would argue against that they're probably going to be endgame and I'm fine with that.

jaisy - twelve pink hearts out of two childhood friends

They're one of my favorites. Daisy's always there for Jake and Jake is always so kind to her. I wish we could have seen Jake being there for Daisy with her problems as well but Sean slid in there(not really complaining but alas). I really hope we see more progress in their relationship in season 2 although I think season 2 will be focusing more on jailey.

jean - one idk out of where did this come from

I dont find them as appealing as other ships but defienetly not my least favorite either. They're cute. I guess. Not much to say tbh I havent really thought about how a romantic dynamic would be between them.

jander - one hear me out out of hate isn't strong enough of a word

I havent really interacted with the tmf fandom much so idk how ya'll treat non canon ships that arent drake but I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say I like this ship. I also love lander ofc and thats the beauty of multishipping. But yeah I think jander is nice. B tier imo.

jia - 8.5/13

Ahhhhhhhhhhh. The sweet scent of unrequited love. I'm not that much of a big fan of them but I like the angst. Also they look good together lol.

jilly(?) - one slap to the face out of however many jake ships there are

Sorry Jake x Millyshippers, not my cup of tea. I just dont see much appeal to it really. But you do you gang. (No but seriously hwo many Jake ships are there?)

juke - why so serious out of jake's favorite jacket that he got from a thrift store down in blah blah blah...

Nottt for me. Don't have much to say about them. D tier.

drake - endless thoughts of what could have been out of its as if we never were

I'm afraid it was never casual guys. But jokes aside, Drew paralelling the people that canonically have a crush on Jake(or do in subtext) is just so dear to me. Like yesss feedmy delusions. I love the concept of unrequited love on Drew's end and Jake having no idea until it's too late. ("I'm not in love with you anymore." "I didnt know you ever were") They have so much capacity for angst and I love that.

drakailey - boaf? Boaf out of HEAR ME OUTT

Guys hear me out. Can't decide between Drake and Jailey? Have them both. But honestly I really like this ship. It's a fun dynamic to think about what can I say. Also they need more content tmf fandom I am begging you.

Lander - 10/10

I saw an edit of them that was Zander saying how he's "not like Stacy yknow" and Luke was like "Yes, and?" and I think that's beautiful. Their relationship is nicely balanced and healthy. I just wish the fandom would stop making Luke Zander's parent, always telling him to "calm down". They're widely mischaracterised in the fandom which Zander really isn't that hard to mischaracterise so idek how yall do that...

Milliot - how does this work out of one cactus with flowers

Don't get me wrong, I like them. I really liked them when they were first introduced and I am really glad they got a bit more fleshed out in the spin off. I really liked Elliot's character. What confuses me is that I'm usually not a huge fan of the nerd x troublemaker trope. But they work because Milly's not an asshole to other people (Except zoey but she highkey deserves it sooo)

Droey - three sappy nicknames out of fifteen "busy weekends"

I don't. Like this ship. No matter how much I dislike(half true) Drew nobody deserves to get cheated on. Zoey's an immature girl and she really needs to grow up (side eyes the jomies cameo in the spinoff). I know a particular of the fandom likes to make them be in sort of a "lavender relationship" and I'm not really against that I'm just talking about their canon selves.

Dria - we got rejected by jake out of pretty girls walk like this (if somebody understands the references I'm making I'm kissing you)

I meaannnnn... I just don't think Drew would go after his cheating ex's ex best friend. Now that I put it like that it doesn't sound too bad... I'm not opposed to it but I wouldn't really go out of my way to look up content for them.

Zia - 4.7/10

I'm really not sure about this yall. Not a big fan of it though. I guess I could say I'm neutral.

Saisy - three misunderstandings out of one red rose

They're cute, they have chemistry, what can I say? I'm not really a huge fan but im not against it either. I like it. B tier.

henriam - two best friends out of one room

(see what I did there? haha) They're just such a fun ship I dont really have that much to say honestly. They will kiss.

Driam - 8/10

I don't LOVE it but you know what I do love? Ya guessed it! It's the angst potential. Ooh one sided driam... with one sided henriam as well... wowww... yummy

Jenry- two dorks out of one hero academia

Pretty cute. Not my favorite but I do like it. :3 They're just so sillyy.

There are soooo many ships!!! I think I'l make a part 2 for this. This post is getting a bit too long.

[pumpkinland]

If you've ever been curious about my username it's actually kind of silly & not serious at all just funny and silly

Its a lyric from Juke Box Hero by Foreigner (1981)

Look at that guy. Dave Strider coded. (i have also been trying & failing to beat the Dave Strider allegations for over a decade)

It's honestly not even my favorite classic rock song by a long shot it's not even that good its just kind of silly and fun to play on Guitar Hero to me

I like stars a lot. And if I'm always looking at stars do I not have stars in my eyes

When I chose it I was like well tbh Im not really starry eyed bc I am fairly pessimistic but I could stand to be more optimistic 🤩

Also starsinhiseyes was already taken & I didn't want to add dashes .

[ssreeder]

hi sreedyy

do u have any general music recommendations? u already know my music recommendations (im still hyperfixated on sarah kinsley LOL)

can u also link the liab playlist :)

HELLLOOOOO!!!!!!ok so music. first of all: LIAB PLAYLIST (playlist & I are working to update the ITF one so… yeah lol ((if you see this playlist ill DM you back I swear I lub you)))

Other than that here’s some songs I’ve listened to this week (I just went through recently played and looked that way sorry I am not very organized) lol

I listen to a lot of instumental music… and because I am editing thats what I’m primarily listening to right now, but I didn’t list any of those here, so if you want any instrumental songs let me know & ill add them :)

RANDOM SONGS FROM MY RECENTLY PLAYED: (when I say random I mean randoom)

Rise Against: Re-Educatio (Through Labor) ((& Savior)

Burn - Phillipa Soo

Still Frame - Trapt

The Bad Touch - Bloodhound Gang

Salad - Blondshell

Juke Box Hero - Foreigner

The Wolf - SIAMES

I’m So Sorry - Imagine Dragons

Red Flags - Tom Cardy & Montaigne (I listen to this song as least once a day haha)

Become the Beast - Karliene (I listen to a lot of her music I like fantsy vibes)

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Maneskin & Iggy Pop (I like GASOLINE by them too)

Bells in Santa Fe - Halsey (I like her music a lot too)

I know A Place - MUNA

Take a Chance on Me - ABBA (they have great songs too)

Don’t Look Back - Rick & Morty (TRUST ME, its on my Zukka list haha)

Do You Feel It? - Chaos Chaos

Aria - Argy & Omnya

Gonna Love Ya - Avicii

Alone - Marshmello

Gasoline - Halsey

[juiceagainandagainandagain]

Get To Know Me Better / 9 People You Want To Know w/ 9 Questions

@thecoolblackwaves obsessed w me...

Three Ships: i am not a big shipper guy anymore uhmm silvergifting is such a failship i think its really funny and awful and because i think 2016 gave me irreversible brain damage kylux and youll have to pry them from my cold dead hands...

First Ship: brother i have no clue probably hetalia something

Last Song: juke-joint jezebel - kmfdm

Last Movie: i actually have no clue something lotr i think??

Last Spoken Words: three

Currently Reading: i am useless i dont read like ever lmao

Currently Watching: i dont really watch tv but im waiting for trop still

Currently Eating: hot water

Currently Craving: nothing <3333 food is too much for my fucked up guts rn

[cherrywperson]

Hello! I have to ask, opinions on Juke x Bobert?

WOOOOHOHOHOHOEJWBD /POS ohhh you wont believe this but i was SOO obsessed with them back in like 2020 omggg

unfortunetly i have been overtaken by another illness (a bobert ship that is even wackier and shipped by one person other than me back in like 2019) BUT i still think theyre a very cool ship yes yes

idk if i have hcs for them ghhhhhh hhmmm idk i think im just gonna ramble abt them so i come up with smth

i just think theyre very cute!! i think bobert would already understand him cuz i bet he can translate and so but even if he didnt he would still try to understand him. hell they both try to understand eachother the best they can and help eachother out!!!!!

(and i think very often they wouldnt even talk to eachother. just stand next to eachother or do something cute without saying a word. yk comfortable silence between eachother <3)

how would they kiss though .... they have no lips!! how will they get a kiss kiss!! /ref . damn idk but okay im sure bobert would hug juke a lot like wrap him around his arms and it would be very cute and yk yk ykthhwvsjs waaaaahh

umm oh and i think theyre both oblivious as all hell LMAOO . like they dont realize they like eachother until like someone points it out then its like "^!^#^×,???? WHAT" juke would freak out abt that idk . ITS FUNNY

damnnn what other thoughts did i have... okay i think that might be all SORRY waaaaahh but still i think theyre a cute ship and i like them theyre very cute :3c i remember drawing them and so but i never posted the drawings cuz they were just silly doodles andd idk old art and self indulgence and shit . (maybe i can draw them again......... hhmmmmm........)

also i think i might know who you are cuz ive seen yr art and yk ..... /lh (yr cool)

also what was their shipname again??? i think my mutual had made one for them but i forgor what it was 💀💀) ill check that out and tag them as that or maybe not idk

[thedeathdeelers]

juke flower shop au for the 5 headcanons? i still love julie & the dahlia symmetry in the show so <3

aaah sorry hello this got lost in my notifs i apologise

OK so

how about. julie helps her aunt run the family business- a flower shop called Roses & Dahlias. julie’s always loves watching her mom pick the right flower and the right colour and the right ribbons and she kinda picked up a few things here and there throughout the years and is actually pretty good at getting bouquets ready now

anyway flashback to present: a boy shows up one day, looking confused and super out of place (and kinda sheepish altho julie’s not sure why, they’ve never met) and he walks up to her with a sad looking tulip like “i uh….i need um. i kinda need a flower that says im sorry but i’m still gonna keep playing music hope you still love me?”

and julie just kinda blinks at him for a bit, until her brain kicks into gear and starts going through all the flower options while a little voice in her head is like “damn he’s taken huh” but she shakes that off cause that’s just ridiculous. she just met the dude (he’s cute tho) and barely knows him (he’s a musician!!!) so she starts asking the usual questions and finds out little details about the person getting the flowers (like for example. she’s his mom)

ANYWAY SHE HELPS HIM AND HES THANKFUL AND HE COMES BACK A COUPLE DAYS LATER TO THANK HER AGAIN CAUSE HIS MOM SEEMS TO BE IN A BETTER MOOD THESE DAYS WOTH THE BOUQUET ON DISPLAY

and then he comes back again a few days later to get flowers for a very vague description of a person. and then again. and again.

and again.

until one day he shows up with a flower in hand — and asks her out. the flower in his hand is a dahlia, and when julie asks him for a reason he tells her he noticed she had a thing for them, smiling every time she walked past the dahlia counter (and its in the shop name, yknow?). and then with a blush taking over his face he mentions how they apparently symbolise beauty and steadfastness due to their ability to keep blooming even when other flowers wither away and it reminded him of julie wanting to keep pushing even when grieving her mom and refusing to give in etc etc

ANYWAY and julie’s flustered and luke’s flustered and they date.

THE END

head canons:

the shop was originally just named dahlias but when rose passed away, victoria and julie decided to add rose’s name

julie always smells of flowers whenever she shows up and it’s one of luke’s favourite things about her

luke starts reading up meanings of flowers and always surprises julie with a new way of showing her how much he loves her 😌 he still sucks at arranging tho and julie has given up trying to teach him. she appreciates the effort

emily and mitch start getting confused when their son comes back home from practice and smells of flowers instead of sweat and old garage smells

julie always adds her little perosnal touch to every single bouquet she preps (a dahlia petal slipped in in the heart of the bouquet)

[matchy-rnl]

hey!! it’s the fic anon who’s writing about your bobert au! just wanted to let you know that im still working on it, and i have a few paragraphs of it for you to read!! :>

it actually gets minorly angsty at one point with the whole “im a robot, one out of thousands, and i am not inherently unique or my own person” sort of philosophy or whatever it’s called that i decided to use. if it doesn’t fit the au or you don’t want it in pls tell me!! im an angst writer so i do it without even realizing sorry :<

“Bobert, despite how much he liked to think otherwise, wasn’t unique. He wasn’t special, by definition he was actually quite the opposite. He was mass-produced alongside thousands of others, each with the same purpose embedded into them. The same mission. Observe, protect, and heal.”

“He’d never seen another Bobert face-to-face, but Gumball had said that was because, ‘they’re all just rich people robot butlers with medical degrees’. He’d then turned to face Bobert, and with flattened ears he tacked on, ‘but not you, Bobert. You’re cool.’

That wasn’t true, despite how Bobert would sometimes let himself believe it.”

“He had the same purpose as any other Bobert, the same automated responses, the same knowledge. And like those thousands of others before him, and the thousands of others to come after, he would complete his mission; observe, protect, and heal.”

“Juke glared at him. He pointed at his head and let out a series of ‘bkk bsh bbbksh’s that Bobert couldn’t understand, even with his highly-advanced multilingual code. The language was too fast-paced, so similar to music that whenever Bobert tried to find out what Juke was saying, he only got beatboxing songs as a result. On the rare chance it translated into the language, it was gibberish.

It was strange, not knowing something, when he was supposed to know everything he’d need to work efficiently. And it was definitely frustrating as well, though not as frustrating as it surely was for Juke.”

also taking the “product that we specifically made to fail so that way we’d uh-“ thing into consideration and wow said intended failure made him SENTIENT!!! and he does in the end learn he’s different and all that!! and he’s special!!! happy ending for the boy!!!

WOWOWEOODOOWWWWW LLOOKBARS U

SHAKES YOU/POS plese I cant wait when ur fic comes out !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, with your problem of worrying, if it doesn't fit with my AU, umm,,, its like kinda familar with the OG show!! But in the Aau bobert is leaning how he acts in the comics cause i said so/silly between that and how Baymax from big hero six is programmed to be igggggggggggg idk

be creative tho, and stick with what you have so far, btwbtw am sure itll turn out great

[downfallofi]

Forgive me, thought not complete, need more tags

[atiny-piratequeen]

Good morning motha 🤗🤗🤗 hope your days goes well or gets better 🩵🩵🩵

question of the day: (plz note that I know there is no escaping them after stating this particular phrase) but how much time do you think y/n would have to try and run away from monsteez after whispering in their ear something along the lines of “breed me” ☺️

Morning baby. Im havin an okay day. A bit hungry though. I hope your day goes well too ❤️

Oo thats a good one. It depends on what their s/o. No human can out run them but if they were a mythical being/god(dess) themselves, it would take a bit longer. It also depends on who it is because some of them depending on who and what time it is, would let the chase go on longer than it needs to (Hongjoong, Wooyoung, Yeosang) for fun and extra blood pumping shenanigans.

If its out of mating season Yunho, Mingi, and San would also let them fuck around just to see how the fuck they expect to out maneuver these notoriously fast boys but if it's during season, y/n better actually have some tricks or jukes up their sleeves or its over almost instantly.

Jongho does his best no matter what. Incubi do have inhuman speed and strength already but jongho is a bit of an anomaly anyway (gee i wonder why) and hes already stronger and faster than the others in his colony so who is he to turn down an offer from one of his favotite people? (after he starts eating, naturally)