#its not cutting it. i cant wear shoes. like at all

[bittsandpieces]

Guys my feet got so fucking sunburnt 😭😭😭 they started swelling yesterday and it literally hasn't gone down at all, it hurts so fucking bad

[medusa12346]

Pick a card Marylin Monroe:Which planet are you?

This is a repost.

Pile 1:

HOLYYY - yall are Saturn. Calm, cool and grounded and always aiming for success. You also seem to be very balanced in your masculine and feminine energy and give off old soul vibes. You might seem a bit restricted and uptight but a lot of people love you for the way you handle things. You seem confident love but I dont think you are that confident as people see you. You seem very lucky when in honesty you work hard for your success. You also have a bit of libra and venus anergy in you. You seem as if you never take a break! You also might seem a bit lonely and less affectionate. Also very badass. You seem very connected to nature! Sometimes letting go of things Is hell. Its with a lot of work you’ve reached here. It seems as if you’ve dodged many obstacles in your life when in reality you’ve just overcome them. Your planet is SATURN.

Pile 2-

SO MUCH FIRE ENERGY! You are mars and sun. Hotheaded and beautiful. You love to start things fresh and are always looking for new ventures to embark on! You are also conventionally attractive and seem like the person who would love pets. You also seem like someone always going out in the sun and exposing yourself to the world. Um if you’re a guy (in gender) you may have mars-jupiter? WE all know what that means I- You seem like a king/queen and very confident even if you aren’t. You’re very balanced in your energies and also very fair. You have a very big and effective aura. Do you like wearing fur coats? Probably had sneakers when younger and now wear high heels/very high class boots/shoes. You might have a problem sleeping because of your anxieties. Aw babe, and let it all go and let your life flow. You are Mars/Sun.

Pile 3-

So youre the moon, with a twist. I see you! You’re very nurtutirng and motherly towards your siblings, friends and your family etc. But you are also harsh on them when its needed. You’re the type of person who would have Leo Moon in 4th. You love to work as a team but also try to be in the spotlight, which is fair and balanced. You deserve recognition for your won work. Do you have a garden, lovely? Probably very moody though. Type of person to cut your hair short/dye it without telling anyone until its done. Like art, babe? Does something haunt you that you cant let go of? This definetly won’t help, but let go of it honey. You probably have a short silhouette and shorter legs and are very defensive of your loved ones. I would take that as a positive 😉 New beginnings may not be your thing, but you’re very accepting of matters you can’t change and are very easy going. Your planet is moon with a twist.

[popiplant]

ough

my hcs under the cut if u. wanna read that.

underfell sans | 5" | 'red' 'cherry' 'ruse' | they/pup

partially blind from right eye (the one with the crack) has a blank spot on his vision. kinda looks like if you cut the middle part of a picture out and put the remaining two peices together.

runs hot, used as a heater. banished to the edge of the bed when the weather is hot

has alot of old scars that ache in the cold. (yay chronic pain)

scar on his chest from resets tehe.

undertale sans | 4"6 | 'sans' 'vanilla' | he/star

fully blind on right eye, cant see shit. likes to keep an eye light there just so he doesn't look weird

always cold, wears layers all year around. center of the bed always, perfect cooler for warm nights

usually slippers or crocs, rarely wears shoes

scar on his chest aches alot, rubs at his chest constantly. usually unconsciously.

underswap sans | 5"5 | 'blue' 'knight' | she/any

definitely needs glasses but doesn't want to admit it.

chestplate isn't on all the time, used to wear it constantly when underground while working as a royal guard.

doesn't have as much scars as red but has some from training accidents.

scar on neck from u know what. genocide run only happened a few times in his au so its very faint and not bothersome.

extra | i talk too much bro

both red and sans used to be scientist, while blue is just fucking insane and self thought.

all of them are space geeks. they go out to look at them constantly

all of them can cook, but red is more of a fast meal type, sans likes to make full meals, blue is decent but is way better at baking.

red has 20 hp, sans still has a sad 1 hp, while blue has the most at 400 hp

when fighting, both red and blue like to fight close range. while sans fights long range, dodges if attacker gets to close

yes they have tails and they wag ... skeleton monster can purr and growl. but also hiss and chirp like cats

all sanses can speak wingdings, they like to use it to talk shit

the machine allows them to travel between aus, they're trying to find a better way to travel (shortcuts or portals)

sans is from a handplate esc au. because i love handplates

red was also from a handplate esc au but escaped and killed gaster before the. plate in the hand thing.

blue didn't have any gaster (riverperson instead) , perhaps he was gone before he could do anything

ough theyre all trans and t4t because i said so

i habe more but my tumblr ks lagging so bye

[raspberry-vinaigrette]

thank you to user @m0thwinged for hyping me up. hi here's my analysis on "...and if i did, you deserved it" by will wood as an abel song. note that this is pretty based in how i write him which is naturally a lot of interpretation and text inferring from what bits and pieces we do canonically have so this isnt like "this is the ONLY interpretation and im CORRECT" its just for how i write him in fics and whatnot :)

[ @antiquecandlekitty @tripleratskill @themostsanebug pings since yall would probably be interested in this!]

I want a new pair of shades Get paid to wear shoes Do what I say Don't say what I do When we're alone now High up but a low-down You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife And that's why I'm still looking in the mirror

okay so like. there's kinda this persistent theme of the singer hiding themself behind fame and money while simultaneously disliking that same fame and money. and that's a big thing with how i write abel !! all he knows is this businessman identity and so he embraces it full force and the only trace of anything different he understands is when he's with scott. he wants to hide his eyes (the eyes are the window to the soul, for some) and earn the money from being a successful businessman while also enjoying his time along scott... but also he doesnt want it to effect how he's seen by others. he doesn't want to be like scott because he knows he can never be, it's a fruitless endeavor. so he embraces what he is and simultaneously wants to see what makes scott ... scott. its unfamiliar and abel likes it.

ANDDD . "you know i'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife / and that's why i'm still looking in the mirror" gaaah. this has two meanings to me. the first one being ,, abel sees himself as a force to be reckoned with. hes a businessman first and prior to scott he viewed the world very corporate-like. everything is a Business Deal and an Offer and everything people do is to get something out of others. he cant turn his back on a knife, so he can't turn his back on himself because he IS the knife, the sharp edge, the hazard. but also theres the second meaning of it -- abel is the one holding the knife. particularly after scott dies and abel starts on the phone guy shit, he's constantly self sabotaging. he's willing to cut himself down and constantly feel the same grief over and over just for the tiny chance scott will come back. it's a vicious cycle. but he wont stop looking in the mirror when the knife sinks in

Oh, I wanna be safe from the fame but be loved from afar Get paid to write my name, could you airbrush my scars? Get my good side Don't get on my bad side You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife It's just my luck, these motherfuckers, talking smack on a guy But I'm deservin' every word they could begin to apply At least they know now

once again the first two lyrics with the whole "abel wants to be seen as the Epidemy of Business" thing i mentioned !! i also think that entire concept is a funny parallel to how scott is viewed as the face of fazbender's so much that all the phone guys are programmed to "be" him even long after abel died. abel sees himself as a businessman first and foremost and in turn scott ends up being the business. theyre soooo important to me (i made most of these concepts up). also the last few lines ... abel recognizes he's an unpleasant person and makes no effort to be more amicable -- at most he just kind of acts less grating because scott makes it easy to. in abel's eyes its so EASY to be a cutthroat businessman around everyone else that he sees no reason not to, and as much as he hates the other managers for shittalking him, he also completely understands why they do. which leads into the next part!

That I really don't care what you think or what you say Either that or I do way too much Oh well, whatever, either way My heart's empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us No it's not big enough for the both of us

CHORUS !! theres so much here. abel simultaneously tries not to care what people say because he has this kind of hardened exterior, but he also DOES care. a lot. he overthinks, he picks things apart, he hates change and wants things to stay as they are for as long as possible -- he wants to be in control. so the fact he can't control everything people think of him and he just has to stay one step ahead Haunts That Man. but all he can do is try to be that step ahead and constantly think before others can, hence why when i write him ,, it's a lot of overthinking in his inner monologue lol. he views his heart as hollow and empty because he's never put stock in personal connections outside of a business viewpoint, so when scott comes along, abel is desperately trying to "fill his heart up" -- he wants to try and understand how scott acts with so much love. but his heart doesnt have enough room for scott's genuine love and enthusiasm alongside abel's businesslike demeanor and attachment to everything he's been in the past. he can't be scott. he can only try and understand scott.

I want no less than the best but the best I can do Is do the worst thing first and leave the rest up to you I'm realistic Everyone's a critic If I keep beating myself up I'll keep on winning the fight And get my ass kicked I'm poisonous, not toxic I'll admit when I'm wrong but only to be right And if it fits in the song I'll rhyme that with contrived

those first two lines uh. Yeah. Abel and scott. thats SO abel and scott. abel wants the perfect life, decorated in a frame of "this is what i need to be" -- he claims not to believe in destiny but also softlocked himself into "i need to run a business" as his only fate so much he rewrote destiny. scott works perfectly with him by not changing this fate but rather rerouting it. abel runs a business with scott, yes, but abel is given a chance to be more than just a cutthroat ceo. ultimately his bad habits with people and how much he wants to understand scott and live beside him forever catches up w/ him, but for a while, abel is doing better than he otherwise wouldve. however he still believes the best thing he can do is act out and be the shitty businessman hes always framed himself as, then let scott handle doing the good things, because thats how they are. scott is loving and kind and good, and abel is hollowed out. the "i'm realistic" / "everyone's a critic" dichotomy adds to this too -- abel thinks he's being realistic both by believing scott is so good and abel himself is rotten, AND by believing that everybody is constantly criticizing him for his behavior. abel views people Very Negatively and while its not unjustified with how i frame his lore + with how we know he was treated by most others (arguably not unfairly) in canon even before the phone guy stuff, it means his dynamic with scott and his dynamics with other coworkers ends up,, wonky. to put it lightly.

the middle lines !! again !! abel overthinks!! he thinks if he keeps gutting himself of any thoughts and rethinking the same subjects and beating himself up mentally so he feels like hes winning at a game he made up. if hes always thinking ahead he can never be caught off guard and lose, which is another notion that scott breaks . u should read misanthrapologist on my ao3 if ur into this kind of thing btw i go more in depth there but ANYWAYS. poisonous implies something you have to consume to be harmed by rather than toxic things, which are actively harmful rather than passively. abel is saying here that he's not actively hurting people around him -- they have to "indulge" in him (converse and engage w/ him) to be hurt by him. hes harmful regardless, though. he won't deny that. the lyrics go on to outright call his thought process contrived and complicated and contradictory too!! he knows his behavior is weird and circular!! but he doesnt care as long as it makes him feel like he's right about himself and others. he'll tell himself he's wrong whenever he tries to be vulnerable or loosen up because that makes things feel right. they don't have to change that way.

Don't meet your idols Hey, fuck you, I'm your idol But the only label that I'll sign is in the DSM5 'Cause my flaws are sorta on the pathological side Don't call me eccentric, call me mentally sick Cause I ain't sold enough tickets yet to be rich and that's the only difference

the first two lyrics ,, ough. abel simultaneously viewing himself as an idol when he runs fazbender's because of the fame and recognizing that he won't live up to the expectations scott / news outlets set, but then being bitter when he realizes that fact. he knows he's not good and doesnt try to be good, but also he's upset whenever anyone acts reasonably shitty because of that. he's so complicated man. AND THE REST OF LYRICS HERE !!! it ties in so well with his view of himself as a businessman in how i write him ... he believes once he hits that rich and famous point that he aspires for, then all his flaws and messed up psychological issues will just Stop Mattering because he did it!! he proved everyone wrong and achieved what he needed to so now hes super normal. dont Worry About It. but also he doesnt wanna sign himself off to anyone until scott comes around and scott diverts him from his priority being "rich and famous" to being "work with scott until i die" . That man is insane

And if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Yeah, if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Yeah, if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Even more than I already would 'Cause man, I'm looking good

theres the obvious egotism here with abel hyping himself up now that hes finally pursuing a business he feels GOOD about, but also... he'd look more im the mirror if his looks could kill him. the only reason he doesnt want to look longer is because he'll live to see himself. fucks me up in the context of everything abel does and what happens to him. his mind hinges so heavily on what he wants and thinks but to that end when things start going terribly, despite his own self-centered behavior and actions, the thing he wishes would happen deep down is his guilt just to... eat him alive. he wouldnt kill himself but he WOULD let someone else kill him, i think. its kinda insinuated abel didnt put up much of a fight when joe was like "hey we're going to phoney-fy your ass" and his main concern was just that the phone head wouldnt fit. to the bitter end abel was willing to prioritize the policies and rules he (and scott to an extent but scott was unrelated to the phoney policies in that regard) put in place over the fact his own life was in danger. or maybe it was bargaining, because he knew that he didnt have anything to plea with for his life -- maybe the impracticality of it all would make joe stop and think.

no luck.

finally...

And I really don't care what you think or what you say I'm a cancer, I'm malignant, yeah, you oughta stay away My heart's fucking empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us

half is a re-iteration of prior lines but those first two lines ,, yeah. Yeagh. abel goes from acknowledging part of him cares what people say to outright forcing others to view him as a monster because he doesnt give a shit anymore !! things are too far gone!! if it brings scott back he'll rip out his own ribs goddammit !! plus like. yeah he is actively killing people or at least leading them to their deaths just as a means to his end. people should stay away or theyll be lost in his quest. it's all worth it. all if abel can say he's sorry.

[heartisbrocken]

Forgotten pt 10

A/N: Tis is the last part I kinda forgot about this story lol. Tell me if y'all want an epilogue. I posted this also on my Wattpad. Tell me if y'all want my user.

About: Bill gets bullied, you help him, you're new, multiple parts.

Warnings: Angst

I'' totally forgot about Tom!'' You gasp outloud. Bill is still fixing his hair when you mentioned Tom. His heart almost stopped, he had completely forgotten about him. ''Oh yeah...Tom'' He said with a little ashamed grin. You gasp again ''Did you think he heard all off this?'' Bills eyes widen in embarrassment, he turns around to face you. His face a deep red. In a shameful voice he answered. ''Ughhh he better not have heard anything'' You laugh. ''Lets just say were watching a movie and it was a weird scene?..'' Bill sighs and nods as you burst out laughing, your laughing music to your ears. He joins the laughter once the shock of possibly being heard wears off.

You walk downstairs but Tom isn't there, neither in his room. Bill walks downstairs aswell, looking around the living room to find Tom. He's confused at first when he cant spot him.''Where is he?..'' He asks softly.

''Maybe he left?'' You suggested. Bill humans softly and nods, looking around once more before responding ''Yeah probably, he's probably with some friends or something..'' ''Or ran away from us?'' Bill raises an eyebrow and chuckles. He responded with an amused soft voice''Yeah, maybe he ran away, afraid from what he heard'' You laugh again as you heard the door open. Bill hearts skipped a beat when the door opens. He turns his head to look over who entered. Tom walks in with a slight grin. Bill glances at you nervously and looks at Tom again, feeling a bit awkwardness and shame. ''How was your walk?'' You asked slightly nervous.

Tom eyes you both for a second, his expression slightly unreadable. He sighs and Strats taking off his shoes as he replies. ''It was fine just a typical night walk..'' You smile. ''Could I maybe stay the night at your place Bill?'' Bills heart started beating faster and a part feels guilt for wanting you to stay escpaisily after the night but the selfish part too strong for him to deny anything. ''Yeah..Yeah sure you can stay the night..'' You smile ''Yay!'' Bill smiles, happy you won't be leaving. He glances at Tom, he's just standing there. Bill clears his throat. ''Are you ok with that, Tom?'' He asks. 

Tom looks between the too for a moment before responding. ''Yeah..yeah im totaly cool with it'' Hes trying to act calm but his voice sounds a little strained, almost as if hes trying despretly to feign indifference. You eyed them both before you say something. ''Im gonna go to the bathroom'' Bill just nods as you say that. Watching you walking away. He stays there avoiding eye contact with Tom. His heart beating rapidly as he tries to think of something to say to keep the silence from becoming awkward.

You wash your hands after peeing as you walk down to hear commotion. Bill and Tom speaking. It sounded like a fight. You come closer to the end of the stairs abate to hear it. ''You've known her for a day???'' You heard Tom shout whisper. They didn't notice you at the stairs, but you walk down. Bill and Tom both turn your heads at each other. They both seem a bit startled, like they didn't except you to come. Bill clears his throat and tries to act casually. ''Uhh hey.. you done?'' He asks. ''Y-yes should I uhm go?'' You point to the door. He quickly responds. ''No! no don't go-'' Tom says noting. Instead he watches you both. You felt bit awkward with Tom there. Bill notices your awareness, he's aware how tense the atmosphere is.

 The silence is so thick that you can cut it with a knife. ''You know..maybe its better if I go..'' Bill gasps and shakes his head. ''No no you don't have to..I mean..its late.. you shouldn't be going home in the dark..'' You walk closer to him as you whisper in his ear. ''I will be fine really, I enjoyed the night with you'' Bill blushes as you whisper in his ear, he cant help but get a little flustered as you say that. ''...You sure?..I don't mind if you stay..really..'' ''Someone else will..'' You nudge Bill. 

Bill blushes again and glances over at Tom, realizing what you mean. He sighs and quietly nods. ''Yeah you're probably right..but you're sure you'll be ok?''  ''I will! Don't worry'' You smile before going to the door. Bill fronts as you head towards the door, he doesn't want to leave yet but he also knows it's the sensible thing to do. ''Uhh ok..just be careful out there, ok?'' ''Alright!'' You smile as you open the door and leave. Bill waves goodbye at you as you walk away out the door, his heart feeling a bit heavy as he watches you go. He cant help but feel a bit sad and disappointed, knowing he won't be able to spend the night with you. 

Never did he know..this was there only and last night together. ''Girl hit by truck'' ''Last nights big incident'' ''The girl was only 16 years old. She was walking at night when there was a truck driver that hit her. The driver said he didn't see the girl at the crossing road. Our dear colonnades to the people she knew.''

Bill is reading some news article online about a girl being hit by a truck. He sadly scrolling through the pages, not really paying much attention. But suddenly the title catches his eye. Something about it makes his heart skip a beat. And then he reads the rest of it. The girls age, the place it happened, the description of the incident...Bills blood runs cold. All the color drains from his as a dark realization dawns on him. 

You could almost say she was a forgotten girl. 

[girlmetalsonic]

i feel like wave 2 of the dlc may be relating to 8's memories? more tin foil hat theory stuff under the cut. (also full disclosure.. im an agents fan and im assuming this is agent 8 even though it really could be some random octoling LULZ)

SO we see agent 8 in a white, dead coral version of inkopolis square.. the battle tower looks to be under construction almost? maybe thats how its always looked but to me it looks MUCH higher and less finished?

and here we see pearl in the same area as seen by the background. important to note here is that she's smiling, if the square was really destroyed like that i dont think she would seem so happy. she isnt one to be super calm when it pertains to the destruction of the square as we see at the end of octo expansion with her reactions to failing to defeat commander tartar.

this makes me think she isnt ACTUALLY there with 8, and its just some kind of reflection of their memories.

in this image we see them clutching their head VERY SIMILARLY to how they do at the start of octo expansion after losing their memory, further connecting the dlc to agent 8's memories.

this part is more speculation but the glaring light effects (not the shine, the box-looking things) kind of looks like the lights that come out from the windows of a train? and looking to the background it almost looks like pillars you would find in a subway? its not super clear but to me this further relates to their memories of the deepsea metro.

in this image we see several versions of agent 8.. to me this seems like it means theyre struggling to find identity due to their amnesia? the one near the front is colored with marinas color pallet, possibly just due to the lighting but it is important to note that 8's hair is generally warm colored in all of the other art for the dlc; maybe hinting at looking to marina and trying to be like her?

further implying the search for identity.. we have agent 8 staring at their reflection, we cant fully see their expression, but judging from the mouth they look confused? maybe due to their memory loss they dont remember who they are?

taken less literally it could just be a more abstract sense of searching for themself and the artwork is just meant to represent that search without actually being them not recognizing their reflection.

here we see pearl and marina(?) the image is very blurry and its unclear if that is actually marina due to her face being partially obscured but im going to assume it is because shes with pearl. pearl looks.. kind of young in this? maybe not a child but definitely younger than she appears in game. its not super clear what shes holding but based on her expression i would say its probably a camera/phone?

marinas full expression isnt totally shown but it looks like shes smiling and from the way shes holding herself it seems like shes laughing? again its not super clear but it looks like shes holding a splattershot type weapon.

the background is a little too blurry to make out anything super confidently but it SORT OF looks like the battle tower in the background, it might just be marinas hair since there isnt a super defined edge.

here we see marina clearly, she is looking off screen and looks worried and like she is in the middle of saying something? because of the glitchy effects surrounding her it makes me think she might also be a part of 8's memories.

you can see the same blocky train lighting from before, but lower this time.

i originally thought the object closest to the camera might be the tartar goop stuff, but looking closer it doesnt really make sense for there to be holes in it. the farther object im pretty sure is a skull of some sort?

walking away i initially thought this was marina, but looking closer at the shoes they look a lot more like the ones agent 8 was wearing in the overworld shot of the square.

its very difficult to see whats going on in this one, but judging from the tentacles id say its most likely an octarian, probably an octoling. cant say much else besides that other than it looks like theres wires plugged into the top of their head? maybe relating to how octolings are born or created like how at the start of octo expansion in the character creator agent 8 floats around in green goo.

last thing i have any kind of analysis on is this image where we see 8 next to an elevator, looking towards the end of the hallway either at something off screen or at the growing foliage inside the building.

most likely id say this takes place inside the memory world thing? because of the white colors and plants growing indoors.

my main problem with this theory is, how would 8 get inside a memory world? i know there was the mem cakes and all that but unless its some sort of metaphor (which i dont think splatoon would go for something that complex) theres really no feasible way for them to actually be inside their memories? maybe some kind of world that morphs to the thoughts and memories of individuals? its too early to tell.

[frogtender]

HI I WATCHED S2 ACT ONE

and i'm going to be rewatching it multiple times before the next arc comes out bc omg mama we have been fed so fucking good i am REELING I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH

i want to interact with the arcane fandom on here more!!! but please keep in mind my takes are silly and surface-level bc my knowledge of lore is not that good and i'm not that smart <3

my thoughts and feelings below the cut. 100% spoilers livetweeted to my girlfriend so it speaks to her directly in some places but i'm not about to type out any other thinkpiece about this omg

- vi come to our reality bc u would love King for a Day by Pierce the Veil and Kellin Quinn (2012)

- jayce was saying to mel "how is viktor like basically fucking Dead and i wasn't hurt at all??? it should be ME in there (the hex core bacta tank)" and mel was like "there's no sense in things like this it's pointless to speculate" which would be a true and meaningful statement EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT people speculate her shining gold metal back and arm appliqués stuff is a Solarian shield (idk jack shit about Solaris but it's a thing i guess idk) so there is SUCH a chance that jayce was shielded by it but not viktor... which like... would be a dramatic reveal if mel was like "yeah i actually didn't want him to survive so i chose to only shield you" but why the fuck would she do that??? but in the very first shot which is of jayce coming back to awareness he is already Standing Up and mel is standing right next to him while everyone else has been blown tf around so. i am pretty confident that she shielded just the two of them... i hope jayce finds out and resents mel for it while still resenting viktor's machine herald shit omfg what if he blames mel for viktor becoming robot king... like viktor told jayce "i was supposed to die u promised to destroy the hex core" so viktor blames jayce but what if jayce blames mel WHY CANT EVERYONE KISS AND MAKE UP COME TF ON....TOXIC THROUPLE TOXIC THROUPLE

- the important character development of s2e1 was cait being really scared and intimidated about filling her mom's shoes but then by the end she is Girlbossified and has a hextech rifle... with three sights on it??? like regular glass sights but there are three of them? i have no idea how that would be more effective than just a single sight with a really clear lens but i also don't know shit about guns LOL. anyway she marched into the council meeting at the end like "YES I AM A GIRLBOSS AND HERE IS MY PLAN" and ambessa was looking at her a bit concerned... if there ends up being a power showdown between ambessa and cait it will be so fucking wild bc tbh cait is NOT very scary lololol like she's angry and she's got a gun but imo she's still the kind of person who would hesitate before kicking someones teeth in

- ok episode 2 zaun is going full mad max AND steampunk w half people wearing bondage gear and the other half being top hat bespectacled steampunk gentlemen.. its like a chem baron fight for power thing except they all fucking suck and i'm excited for jinx to kill them all (she kills 1/3 of the remaining ones in s2e2)

- VIKTOR IS MACHINE BOYYYYYYYYYYYYY "WHAT AM I" YOU ARE MY PERFECT BEAUTIFUL BOY SON!!!!

- i am so sorry and so delighted to announce that viktor in this form has somehow reached PEAK PATHETIC WET MEOW MEOW HE LOOKS SO GOOD

- i can't believe VIKTOR is being the lead toxic in the yaoi WHAT DO U MEAN U HAVE TO GO... THE ONLY THING KEEPING U TOGETHER WAS AFFECTION.... BRO MARCH UR NEWLY METAL ASS BACK IN THERE AND SMOOCH UR BOYFRIEND HE SAVED YOUR LIFE‼️‼️ augh okay i guess viktor will be an emo cult leader now

- sevika is TOTALLY becoming a new champion she HAS to jinx gave her a really cool new arm... its very silly but very cool i think u will like its concept.. but sevika and jinx team-up goes crazy actually i am a Big Fan‼️‼️

- VIKTOR IS MAKING ALL THE SHIMMER ADDICTS INTO MACHINE PEOPLE..... and it completely heals them and makes them young??????? broski WHAT like that is cool as hell!!! they look super badass after The Transformation even if i wasnt a shimmer addict i'd want him to do that shit to me... no wonder he becomes a cult leader he's earned it

- another episode ending with a vander werewolf tease SHOW ME THE WOLF ‼️‼️‼️ SHOW ME THE WOLFFFF i know at the end of episode 3 these bitches are gonna release da vander and then i will have to wait a week to see him forreal augh

- okay its 1:52pm im terrified to watch this tbh but this is the last minute i can start before hockey game

- EXTREMELY COOL ANIMATIC OMFG AND THE SONG RULES HELLO.... babe u HAVE to see this you'd LOVE IT OMFGGGG ITS SO GOOD

- ooh the dead son is a real dead son and also that old lady with the too young voice (amara i guess) was in fact related to the scary goddess thingy people were hypothesizing??? i think??? but thats who the medarda family has blood feud with ig we don't know much else yet

- YURI KISS OMG CAITVI KISS YURI CONFIRMED YAAAAY THEY GOT THEIR LITTLE DRAMATIC FIRST KISS SCENE WOOOOOO YEAH i was worried they were gonna make us wait for that but hell ya

- omfg there is a CRAAAAZY furry design in this bitch hello... who is she and why is she such a queen

- okay maybe ur right jayce does look unnervingly human LOL there was a scene between him and ekko where he looked WAY too good

- TOXIC YURI TOXIC YURI vi stopped cait from shooting jinx and also btw cait has been on a Being A Bitch arc omfg they were making out 10 minutes ago now they are BROKEN UPPP!!! because a random child has trauma-bonded to jinx as an older sister figure HOW THE TURN TABLES and she shielded jinx w herself and seeing that a child cared that much for jinx made vi falter about killing jinx. who is reckless to an apathetically suicidal degree now

- also um. jayce and da scientists seem to have touched the arcane a little too close bc?? they got transported into a Nothing Dimension and then the very nature of reality started glitching in a CRAZY acid trip sequence while jinx vs vi and cait vs sevika fight was happening... it seemed very much like an Into the Spiderverse kind of thing... very interested to see how this will continue to manifest in the remaining two arcs

- mel was just kidnapped by the black rose (??? cult???) which are the ones ambessa is beefing with.. they better not kill her i love mel i want her back safe she's too beautiful to die

- ambessa is in War Mode and she looks extremely badass even if i think she's at least 70% evil

- also cait shot off jinx's middle finger

- in an EXTREMELY bold move, ambessa appointed CAIT AS GENERAL IN PILTOVER WHICH IS NOW UNDER MARTIAL LAW????? bruh cait is getting an insane arc this season.. she went from naive to vengeance-driven and impulsively violent in 3 episodes

- oh my christ cait is fucking queen of cops now... this is so unfortunate for her character arc and so unfortunate for lesbianism

- ANOTHER VANDER TEASE ARE U FUCKING KIDDING MEEEEEEEE I SAID SHOW ME THE GODDAMN WOLF BRO

- okay so it seems like ambessa has realized that she can use cait as a militant pawn using her grief over her mother's death, bc she sees a ruthless quality in her... srsly cait's arc is insane rn

[jameson-hawthorne]

i should totally do a part 2 of that fanfic...

HERE I GO!

IMAGINE THIS SENARIO

ever since that night, you have been coming back to that square, curious if Rohan would be there. but he never was. so you would just sit and look at the statue of the cowboy for an hour then go back to avery. but tonight, the 3rd night that you've been coming down there for rohan, hes there.

Your breath hitches when you see his lazy stroll. You cant help but stand and wait to see what he will do. He walks up to you carelessly and sits down on the bench without saying a word to you.

You follow suit and just bump him on the shoulder

"whats got you into a mood, Mr Rohnie?" you smirk

he just glances at you

"dont call me that" he grunts

you smirk even more and start to poke his side and tease him

"Mr Rohnie, Rohnie , stuck up, suck my dick Rohnie"

he ignores you as he just sits there, elbows on his knees, staring at the statue.

you finally realise that something must be seriously wrong

"dude. you ok? you seem like you want to punch someone, if not me, in the face. And that, let me tell ya, would be a waste of such a strong fist"

Rohan just sighs and stands up

"its none of your business. i just need to blow off some steam"

you stand up too, and it makes you feel old how your knees click as you do. You want to brush your fingers through your hair until you realise you are bald.

you awkwardly rub your bald head, trying to pretend you didnt forget.

you nudge Rohan, and he nudges you back. You guys spend a good few minutes just nudging each other and smacking each other in the head.

you then take your shirt off, and Rohan does the same. you cant help but stare at his built torso. it was a six pack, fuck, better than you again, beautiful chest muscles that flex when rohan moves his arms.

You realise that Rohan is looking at you in a similar way. hes got his eyebrows raised, with a slight smile on his face as he looks you up and down.

"gyatt damn" you murmur

Rohan chuckles and continues smacking your bald head

Afterwards, the smacks turn into full on boxing. Your heart starts beating faster as you dodge punches and throw your own. you already have a swollen eye, but you continue the boxing match. He swings left, you dodge and swing right, he dodges and so on and so forth. For some reason, doing this specifically with Rohan makes you feel so much better than fighting with anyone else, maybe its because you know him a little better now.

You hop on the spot as you psych yourself up more and more and you run into Rohans middle as you push him into a wall. You then realise how much damage you've made to his handsome face. His eye is also swollen now, theres a cut on his cheek, and on his lip.

"You gotta cut those nails, pretty boy" He smirks

"You think im pretty?" You smirk

He then flips you round so now you're against the wall.

Your breath quickens as you both look into each others eyes. His are brown, but they look almost as if they were paint that was poured into a black bucket of water. They look so much more relieved than they did when Rohan came here. The whole of Rohan looks more relaxed and relieved now than when he approached you an hour ago. He was all full of tension back then. And it was so obvious since he didnt even wear a blazer tonight.

Rohan leans in, and his panting breath blows against your neck. You gasp, but before you two can do anything, you hear someone running down the alleyway on your left.

"Jameson!" A girl shouts

You sigh and push Rohan off you. Of course Avery would be worried about where you were. But then you hear another pair of shoes, this time walking.

"well hello there, Savvy, you missed me? were you worried that Mr Baldie was going to perhaps break my ribs?" Rohan asks Savannah

You smirk and hug Avery, who is looking at you as if you had just done something that was totally like you, but crazy at the same time.

you called this look the "of course you did" look

you put your shirt on and watch the conversation go on between Savannah and Rohan. She looks like she would be scolding him, and he looks crazily in love. of course he does.

You exchange nods with Rohan before taking Avery's hand and walking back to the Hawthorne house, Avery already shouting at you for not telling her you were going to let yourself break more ribs tonight.

"I know, Heiress, im sorry. ill tell you next time" you smile

"you better" she mutters

IS THAT BETTER?

NO MAKEOUT SCENES!

AND AVERY IS IN AT THE END

@rohan-his-lordships-successor ALSO GETS SAVANNAH

PLEASE SAY U LIKE IT

THIS ONE TOOK ME 4 HOURS HAHAHAHAHAHAH

AND ITS NOT EVEN PROOF READ

im not reading that

// OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SHIT ITS AMAZING KASDJH LMAOOOOOO

[murdocking]

„ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ”

- a chishiya series. ch5 ch7

masterlist

warnings + notes: idk drowning??? burning???i cant make a fanfic guys i literally suck at writing god… the entire chapter is just the game… xoxo filler chapter. but a bit of little friendly bantering at the end. dw we gna speed this up real soon i swear.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪx

-CENSUS

the air in the room is cold, removing the jacket that covered the swim-top hatter ordered you wear. the girl beside you begins breathing exercises, filling her lungs in with air before quickly exhaling a total of three times.

you attempt to raise the volume of the headset before hearing a sharp screech of connection and a string of “hello? can you hear me- hello?”’s. you simply nod as you adjust the headset and shake off your shoes. tatta sighs on the other end of the screen, and chishiya leans forward to grip onto the silver, thick mic on the panel

“tell us what you find, we can work from there. there’s too many variables on this end to figure out what the answer is”

the girl wastes no time, she deeply inhales one again before gracefully diving into the depths of the dark water. you admit you’re not as brave as her, and it takes you a second before you say ‘fuck it’ and follow after her.

the water feels strange, it makes your bones shiver- and the deeper you go, the heavier it feels against your body. if you didn’t know any better, you’d say it felt like swimming in tar.

you can barely see in the water, just shadows of kicking feet in front of you before feeling your shoulder knock into something hard. you can’t help but silently yelp out in the water- losing your precious air- but you hold onto the metal plate you slammed onto to stabilize yourself. you’re about to continue your search, until you feel indents onto the plate. you reach for the phone in your pocket, and use the countdown from 28 minutes to shine onto the dark plate.

11

there’s no way of alerting your partner that you’ve found a piece to your puzzle, she’s gone further than you’ll be able to manage- and you decide she’ll learn once she resurfaces for a breath. you turn quickly, fighting the thickness of the water to go towards the light of the opening into the room. at 27 minutes you catch a breath, and haphazardly click onto the headset- finally able to speak to your teammates.

“i found- i found something. 11, thats all it said.” the man nods, and turns to move furniture in the other room- looking amongst magazines. chishiya has a faint look of relief on his face, moving from the mic to speak to tatta. you cannot hear a single word they say- until chishiya hits the mic

“keep going.”

and you do, you dive right back in- not even bothering to get a proper breath and just begin to swim blindly. this time, you keep an arm out- searching for obstacles that will give you any clue. the girl swims past you quickly- needing to breathe badly after being underwater for over 2 minutes. you can hear her talk muffled over your headset, and hear chishiya replying. they talk for a while- and it bothers you slightly. what did she find that was so important? you came back first anyways. you ignore the questions once you feel your elbow graze a thin cut of metal. to your upper right, is a jagged edge lodged into the corner of an eroded rock- etched on-top of it is the number 6

you push yourself off the rock to gain momentum to reach the surface once again to deliver the news- feeling the bubbling air emanate from your nose the closer you get to the opening.

you grip onto the edge of the opening, just breathing, ignoring the conversation that occurs in the headset- letting your eyes focus back into the bright overhead light of the room. the girl is standing against the glass screen, locking eyes with the man as they talk about theories. you scan the room- and notice something is different. while you were gone for no more than a minute, a metal sheet in the wall has produced its own panel- assuming its for your own idea of what the code and order is.

“forget that! maybe it’s the recording studio? do they mention top artists produced here?”

“how the fuck do you expect me to know what that is? you think the gamemakers are just gonna tell us that !” the man argues with her, and she scoffs- muttering curses at him before catching you perched below.

“did you get anything ?” you just nod, shifting up before telling her ‘6’, to which she repeats in her headset.

“makes no sense to keep going back down there- i dont even know if we’re going to remember all the numbers accurately.” tatta says to chishiya, who has left the mic on. he softly nods- getting up to open a filing cabinet in the back. your hair feels as though it is going to stiffen - and you’re shivering from the cool air and the water stuck on your skin. “what are the magazines?” you speak into the headset, the men just look at you from the other end, waiting for you continue.

“are they from the same company- is it based on the issues of the magazine?” the man in the corner brings a stack of magazines to the top on the control panel, and the girl climbs ontop of the now empty headset table to see the magazines better from the other side of the glass.

he’s flipping through, at least 4- until he starts on the 5th one and stops immediately before speaking .

“different brands and topics. these three are about car sales,manufacturers, and racers. these two are social gossip ones- none of them have 11, 4, or 6 as their issue number.”

4? so thats the one she found.

you can’t help but huffing out a bit, a bit frustrated at the fact that despite it being a clubs game, its starting to feel a bit more like diamonds. you can notice chishiya focusing on a specific paragraph in one of the discarded magazines. his brows have furrowed, and his eyes are rapidly scanning the page. you know he’s finding a pattern. “chishiya”

he looks up at you, confused

“the time is running, we need to look for the other numbers.” he sighs, huffing into the mic “alright, but after you both get a number-you’re in charge of remembering it. “ “of course”

the girl and you go back in.

you pass by the number 4 plate- ignoring the way your arm begins to ache from the pressure of the water and the bruise that’s forming from before. you both go your own ways, you lean to the left side of the cove while she covers the right.

you can feel your own jolts from your body, begging for some air- but you continue to push through until you can find something. it’s until your arm comes into contact with a plate directly in front of you that you realize how deep you’ve gone. you hold onto the plate, trying to use the phone as a source of light but the light hardly hits the plate. 20 minutes left, and you put the phone back away- starting to run your fingers over the plate to feel the number.

3..? no, 8.

you can feel the obvious loop of the number and realize it is infact an 8- and immediately make your way back. you’re slightly struggling, jolting again like an injured fish as you search for the cove’s entrance before finally finding it. you break through with a gasp, throwing your headset onto the ground in front of you while you just breathe for a bit. the girl had came up before you, and she looks at you with high concern, patting your back from her place above the ground. you hoarse out an ‘8’ and she nods, relaying the message once again and you can faintly hear the yell of frustration from her headset.

you hate to admit it, but it takes you a little while to recollect yourself and tie your brain back to reality. and when you do, you make the wasted time count. your partner had went down a second time- and came back with nothing new. the only numbers you’ve found were 11, 4, 8, 6, and 12- but your counterparts are hardly figuring out the order to the 6 number code, one of which you’re missing.

you grab your headset and lunge yourself out of the water, shoving it back on and ignoring the chill of goosebumps cursing your arms as you jump onto the table against the glass, clicking onto the connection to speak on the headset microphone

“let me see the magazine articles, you guys look for other hints.” tatta switches seats with chishiya, holding the magazine shakily in front of you as you quickly skim over the details- ignoring the glares of contrasting light enveloping the pages. you dont say much- only short, curt commands of ’ turn’ and ‘next’, hoping to find a common factor.

and you think you’ve found it.

at 13 minutes, your partner is resting, rubbing her chest as she breathes in air and practices exercises before she sends herself back into the dense cove soon.

“countries.”

you say, but it doesn’t exactly resonate in your mind until a few beats later. “there’s always an article mentioning a country…”

tatta looks at you a bit confused, while chishiya just stares at you from his place- seemingly have figured it out already on his own.

“in the first two magazines- there was a writer who discussed about agricultural updates and also economics in indonesia. this one is mentioning a celebrity who talks about their home country of nigeria for at least three paragraphs. the one before that was about japan’s best international car sales and placements.”

the man who had been in his own world tunes in, practically running to the microphone “so, just look for countries? is that what you’re saying.. test our geography?”

“maybe not geography itself.. but that’s the only common factor here, if this is the only thing you guys have found then it has to be tied into this” the two young men nod, and chishiya gives you his own look of praise that makes you swell with self confidence.

“i’m going to help look for the last digit, let us know what you find”

they acknowledge your statement loosely, and you brace yourself for another encounter with the deep sea.

your partner looks at you briefly, before she dips back into the water- knowing you are to follow soon behind her.

you grip onto your headset as you kick your feet in the thick waters with newfound adrenaline at 8 minutes- ignoring the odd feeling of your sweatpants grazing against your legs. you have to run your fingers over a couple of plates- locating the 12 and 6 plates until you shuffle around and nearly head-bump into a third plate. you quickly attack the plate with your touch, feeling the tips of your fingers run over the smoothened and buffed imprint of the number 1. you’re grateful, you located the last digit for the code- but unfortunately you’re so far deep you admit you’ve forgotten which direction you came from, and you’re losing that energy. you can feel your head burn with anxiety, and try to suppress it to preserve any breaths. you flutter your eyes to gain new focus on your surroundings- just trying to poorly make out the shapes and shadows of the depths of the water. you decide to swim upwards. and follow the top of the metal cove.

it takes all your strength and self control to not give up and try to breathe under the suffocation of the water- but after 3 minutes you’re jolting again, panicking that maybe you’re following the metal hinges to the wrong place.

until you cut your knee into the number 6 plate’s sharped jagged edge- and you can finally recall the area, quickly moving in the cove to turn and see the overhead light of the recording room. you’re already bubbling and gasping before you hit the surface, feeling hot liquid come up your throat before harshly coughing up nothing but panic on the floor.

you grab for your headset, feeling it on your neck now and shakily put it up to your head and rested onto your ears

“y/n are yo-“

“its one. the last number. what are the countries?” you can’t wait to get out, you need to find the connection between them now.

they put a scribbled piece of paper to the glass wall, and your teammate helps you up to view it.

indonesia, nigeria, palestine, japan, ethiopia, brazil, india, russia, united states, mexico, italy, bangladesh.

what the hell?

none of the countries were even tied together to the same continent… and every magazine is a separate entity altogether.

it irks you how chishiya stares at you under his lashes, waiting for your move while he simply basks in the glory of observing your trial.

“what are the dates?”

the man questions you , to which you give a short reply- just eager to get it over with. “the articles! what are the dates? put them in order.” tatta and the man do as you say, and your teammate questions you after you click off the microphone on your headset

“what are you thinking? no offense but i dont exactly like the idea of us dying because its your game run” shes right, you know that even in the afterlife- you’d face eternal shame and damnation if it turned out to be your fault for causing a game over.

“hey! here quick!” the man yells into the headset- shaking off your private conversation as you both separately click the headset mic on.

you just stare at the array of paragraphs- losing yourself to the words on the pages. they were so different, talking about anything and everything that differed from the next.

“hey tatta… you read these right?” he nods and you climb back on the table. “tatta, tell me about the car sales for japan.”

“how does this even remotely help! come on a lesso-“

“sh.” chishiya’s hum of command is recognizable to you- and you can feel your ears twitch at the sound of it. the man shuts up quickly, sneering at the blonde while tatta begins his summary to you as you continue to read.

“w-well… it said that toyota continued to be the leading manufacturer… uhm somewhat over a million sales just last year here in japan. what else uhm…” he looks at his lap ,unsure “uh… like…68% of japan’s population owns a conventional vehicle? making it the reason toyota is such a-“

“wait.”

chishiyas face flickers, you can sense it even though you dont look at him

“whats indias article..?” you search for it until you find it

‘india’s homeowners census revealed that over 50% of the nation- nearly 62%- own their homes, while a staggering 13% rent!’

you run your eyes over the articles- finding that 9 of the articles all discuss one common factor

“population. its about populations.”

your teammate gasps, finally realizing it with you

“g-get rid of brazil’s article! its just a fashion recap of the show from two months ago!” she orders and the man across from her easily throws it behind them.

nigeria, japan, india, russia, united states, indonesia, bangladesh, palestine, ethiopia, and mexico are the only countries left.

“these are all in order right tatta? from when they were published?” he nods eagerly, fixing up the line-up as you humm nervously.

“india is the leading country in population- its number 1. india is the third article published… 1 is the third in the sequence.”

“united states is 3rd in world population no?” the girl says , quickly turning to you

“yes, but we didn’t find a three… so the united states isnt part of the sequence.” like clockwork, the man discards of the u.s. article, pushing the other magazines together.

“bangladesh, i remember doing a report on it for a humanities class in college” the man says, staring at the article- “its 8th in the running for population”

you continue to rack each other’s brains- putting russia, palestine, and mexico’s magazines to the side after guessing their placements.

you glance at the chicken scratch tatta managed to etch onto the paper- the code sequence there at 2minutes left on the countdown.

6 , 12 , 1 , 4 , 8 , 11

“perfect! let’s try it!” your teammate is the most excited of all, running to your control panel before you can even speak to argue with her about the choice. she enters the code, before screaming as the control panel sparks and bursts into flames on her hand- and you immediately cover her hand in the jacket you wore previously- dunking her hand into the gross water as she dryly sobs

ATTEMPT 1 USED: WRONG SEQUENCE.

ONE ATTEMPT LEFT

1 MINUTE 13 SECONDS

“you said it was right! whats wrong with you!” she screams at you with hate, and you faintly hear chishiya getting out of his chair to sit at the control panel- the other two men now gone from it as they take their frustrations and panic on the secured room

the girl shrugs your hands off her- viciously tossing her headset into the water as she loudly cries

he leans into the microphone, whispering- though you can hear his deeply raspy voice incredibly clear

“were all the numbers right?”

“of course they were right, chishiya. i saw them myself! and i triple checked the ones i couldn’t see why would it be wr-“

he cuts you off

“were they all. right? were they all…in the same way?” he stares at you, begging you to understand his desperate hint as the clock ticks.

the same way? what does that even mean

you can feel the wear and tear of this experience- your body aches, and you can tell your hair is matting. your bruise on your shoulder and cut on the knee plagues your thought process

the bruise

the cut

the only plate that stuck out to cut you

was number 6

‘were they all. right? were they all…in the same way?’

the 6… its a 9.

“oh my god!” you view the notes again before rabidly speaking. russia was the 9th in population- making it the third in the sequence-

“the code! its 12 , 1 , 9 , 4 , 8 , 11”

tatta looks at you confused, until chishiya urges him to put the code in- he clumsily hits the panel keys, entering the code at the final 42 seconds on the countdown.

you can breathe, way better than you could ever thought of even when you were nearly drowning. the voice ringing GAME CLEAR brings you joy- indescribable joy as you laugh in shock, your teammate also stunned and amazed at the congratulations by the system. she lunges at you, sobbing into a hug. the water has long stolen her scent of weed- and replaced it with a plastic-metallic smell you know you share with her. your knee buckles as you help her up, the thickened blood from your cut building up on its dried layers.

the metal door separating the rest of your crew flings open, and the man helps you with fixing her hair and clothes while she rolls her wrist over and over.

chishiya stands the furthest from you, but greets you the warmest- a smile on his face.

he can’t wait to put your skills to use in this plan.

“hey doctor-“

“don’t call me that” he says, rolling his eyes as he flips the page in his book

you just disregard his statement and continue

“would you say this is healing up pretty well?” you nearly kick your leg onto his, your now colorful knee coming into his peripheral view as he reacts with disgust. “get that away from me y/n”

“come on! seriously its super sore..” you say, fiddling with the end of the lettuce trimmed swim-skirt- and he sighs, shutting the book with a random napkin as a bookmark

he pulls the leg closer to his torso, much to your surprise, and leans to examine it stoically. you feel slightly uncomfortable- feeling his warm hands hold down your thigh and you’re secretly wondering if you should’ve shaved this morning.

“to be honest, it kind of just looks really gross.”

“thanks.”

“i mean it, it literally looks awful what are you doing to it?” you just snatch your leg from him- or at least try to. he holds the leg with random strength you didnt think this twig of a man had- his smirk adding to the damage.

“ive been wiping it with alcohol! and that shit hurts like hell! you would know!!” you successfully reunite your leg with the other, crossing your arms as chishiya reaches for his book once again

“sure, you’ll be fine then. just avoid going into the pool.”

“be serious with me chishiya,” he looks at you from the corner of his eyes “ do you honestly think id swim in that pool?” he rolls his eyes, but you continue- leaning to whisper in his ear

“do you know how many people fuck in there?? i feel like i’d be reliving my journey to the womb..” he stifles a laugh- but it transforms into a snort and he regrets reacting as a whole once the noise escapes him

“you did not-“

“shut up.”

[blossom-boo]

Hey blossom boo! Just want to say how much I’ve loved your work on saucy’s blog. Now, you were talking about inserting Bojan and Jure into the miniverse. Have you had any thoughts about that? Can’t have my boys feeling left out of the feminisation fun. Bojan needs to be put in a pretty dress to go with his collar. Perhaps Jure wants to look pretty too? 👙👗👠

hey boo!! im extremely grateful you like my work. i am working on expanding the narrative i started (with the help of 💫boo, who has gratefully gotten in touch) on saucy's blog. im not sure how plot intensive i want to that to be, but at least enough for all the situations im about to put the boys through to be cohesive - if that doesnt work ill just say fuck it and write a million one shots lmao - we will see.

having said that, why not do some headcanons for jure & bojan while you wait, hm? (semi?) nsfw underrrr

for bojan :

* initially, he probably got extremely upset thinking he couldn't wear short body con dresses - his thighs are so thick, the band barely even touches the back of his legs with how it stretches. fortunately, his dom loves it. come on, its easy access. also a big fan of sundresses (see : easy access. that much better if it has a plunge neckline or a cut out on his chest or back). gets extremely distracted while wearing dresses from all the sensation and not so secretly gets off on how clumsy it makes him.

*as for lingerie, he starts with lace boxers, and then just spirals.

*not the biggest fan of g-strings, but will wear them if you ask. lace is definitely his favourite - its all about sensation for him. initially, he was a little bit ashamed of just how much he enjoyed wearing bras and bralettes.

*100% loves wearing harnesses and garter belts too.

*refused to try stockings initially but relented and regrets not doing so sooner. so much sensation.

*not yet comfortable putting high heels on, but okay with other feminine shoes, like mary janes, especially if hes wearing a longer, more flowy dress

*call his hole a pussy if you want him to cum instantly ❤️

for jure :

*into silk more than lace

*loves wearing g-strings

*more into skirts + bra combo or maybe skirt with a crop top, but will wear dresses on occassion if you ask

*loves garter belts but not stockings, they rip too easily, and while yes, thats part of the fun, he cant help but feel like his fun is dampered if they rip randomly and its not his dom doing it

*that much more enjoyable if his lingerie is matched with his outfit

*hestitant to try high heels initially, but actually extremely comfortable walking and playing in them once he actually starts

*loves putting on makeup for his partner(s), puts on lipstick and mascara for the sole purpose of getting it messed up

*neutral about having his hole called a pussy, but call his dick a clit and hes instantly going down ❤️

[kaylaluvsmattyb]

I'm done

Authors note: Hi this is my first series and I'm very exited to share it with you all, I started this story with different characters but I noticed that the Sturniolo triplets would fit right in. Thanks and enjoy

Warnings: fat shaming, bulling, cursing, Matt and Chris being somewhat assholes

"GET UP LUCY" my mom yells. "OK" I yell back. Wow high school, I never would have thought I would have made it this far. I get up and put on the outfit that I made last night. I get my shoes on and start to walk downstairs to see my mom making coffee. "ok mom see you when I get back from-" I was about to finish but my mom cuts me off "what the hell are you wearing, you look like a hooker" my mom says looking me up and down. I laugh "mom its a crop top" "oh so you think its funny when your father sees you in that after school" silence "yeah didn't think so, go change" I groan and walk back upstairs and change into a baggy sweater, so now I'm wearing a baggy sweater and baggy jeans. "ok mom is this better" I say going down stairs. "much better sweetie" she says. "ok love you bye mom" I say and walk out the house. I walk to school and through the high school doors and see all the friend groups, laughing, smiling, talk yada yada. but then I see a friend group looking at me and laughing.

great

I walk pass them since they are right by my locker and one of them speaks to me. "you new?" one of the girls says. "what do you think Leah" the other girl says. I look at the girls name tags and boys name tags, the girls are Leah and Sarah the boys names are Nick, Matt, and Chris, they look popular. "what are you wearing" Sarah says. "clothes?" I say. "she means your outfit makes you look fat" Leah says

oh no

"oh wait you are" Leah continues while the whole group laughs while Nick doesn't. I run away embarrassed while she feels Nick looking at her.

A couple days past and I get a surprise text from Nick

"hey Lucy sorry about what happened 2 days ago, they were being assholes, I was wondering if you wanna hang some time, I understand if not :)"

"yeah ofc i would love to hang sometime"

"ok is next weekend sound good?"

"yes, that's good"

"ok see you at school tomorrow"

"see you"

I tried to sound so chill but I was screaming inside, its not like I like him or anything I know he is gay its just I finally get a friend' hopefully its not a prank.

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AHHHHHHH I cant wait for yall to see the plot twist at the enddddddd.

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Okay yes, descriptions please! (If you don't mind)

Not at all!!! I'm so jazzed you're intrigued!!! ^^ 💛!!💘💥!💛!!💘💥!

First of all the basic plot of the story:

Hallie (the virgin) meets Edward Brown (the killer) and they hit it off- she's exactly the kinda girl he likes; friendly, kinda reserved, and they have... certain things... in common, it turns out. And to her, Edward's the perfect guy, too! He's a young English teacher at the high school and he's got this skinny Clark Kent thing about him?? Awkward, and funny. She doesn't realise he's a part of the little town's most powerful (and tight-lipped) family, the Bamford's (He was adopted into it- Edward Bamford-Brown), until she tells her best friend and roommate Maggie (the whore) about him. Maggie immediately develops a bad taste in her mouth when it comes to Edward she goes rogue and decides to investigate, employing Hallie's family doctor, Arthur (the scholar), and his old friend/new roommate combo, anxious ex-con Rodney (the fool), who just so happens to be Edwards adoptive aunt Carla Bamford's ex husband. Doors are opened for Maggie into the world of the Bamford's through Arthur and Rodney, and Winnie Bamford (the athlete) later, and she uncovers some bone chilling secrets about everyone in this family, and everyone a r o u n d them too, that make her determined to save her friend.

Basically I'm trying to tell a small town murder mystery using slasher movie tropes and themes (hence the virgin, whore, killer, scholar, fool, and athlete archetypes). And its f u l l of platonic love, because I don't think theirs enough of that around. And all the romances are doomed in one way or another.

Now the descriptions! ^^ 😅

Edward Bamford Brown: Age 30.

EDWARD! Our bastard. Edward is sorta nerdy looking. Like I said- he's got a skinny Clark Kent thing about him. Perfect dark hair (the curl), blue eyes, tall (almost lanky), broad shoulders- very handsome guy. Could be a total player, if he wasn't so awkward and sheltered (Instead he's kinda weaselly- well to everyone except Hallie and his mother). He wears mostly flannels over plain t-shirts and jeans combos and he wears dark-rimmed glasses.

Maggie E. Nashton: Age 25.

Maggie has some very bright, dusty purple hair cut in almost a bob (?? its short. Like collar length) and its usually messy, giving her the air of having just fucked someone- which likely she did. Her eyes are green and she wears dramatic make-up; ruby red lips and reds and oranges around her eyes, too. She's usually wearing a tight short skirt and knee high, sharp heeled boots. She wears purples, blacks, and greens.

Hallie Archer: Age 25.

Hallie looks like t h e interpretation of a Final Girl XD Straight blonde hair, tall, skinny, friendly face. Dresses conservatively but cute (Jeans, pale blue hoodies, pink t-shirts, white mittens, etc), and her eyes are a bright happy blue (even though, on the inside, our girl is actually very very sad. No I wont say why).

Winnie Bamford: Age 29.

Winnie is supposed to be very similar to Maggie... except just kinda off. Giving you uncomfortable de ja vu, because Winnie is just... well she's supposed to make everyone uncomfortable (*cough* especially her poor ex uncle rodney). She's the same height as Maggie and her hair's the same length, except its tamed and a plain brown colour. Her eyes are a dark grey, almost blue or black depending on the light. She plays netball (went to uni on a full scholarship for it) so she's always wearing something she can move in- if she cant move, she goes stir crazy. So cargo pants, swim-suits, sports-wear, basketball shorts, tank tops, etc. Usually in greens and browns. The woman doesn't wear as much make-up as Maggie does, but she will wear a little red eyeliner. If she doesn't have to, she wont wear shoes or socks. She has an excellent ass, too, (Maggie will attest). She worked for it!! XD 😅😂

Dr Arthur Canfield: Age 51.

Arthur's eyes are consistently described in the story as 'Brad Dourif Blue' XD I decided to keep the Brad Dourif face claim because Maggie's a huge Slasher fan and her favourite Slasher is Chucky! Arthur's most prominent feature is probably his hair, its very thick and kinda long-ish, and when he's focused (Which is pretty often- he's the sensible one. And genius), he's constantly running his hand through it. He most closely resembles BD in these Sons of Anarchy and Young Women's Blue's. I feel like he may look a little older though, cuz of the stress 😅😂

Rodney Hawk: Age 51.

Rodney's most obvious feature is that he's always wearing this caramel leather jacket (Which is a reference to another book I wanna write- but thats unimportant really), even when he goes to work (he's a cashier at a grocery store- its honest work and really its all he could get with his record. He doesn't mind it) he puts the blue vest over the top of his jacket. Rodney also looks younger then he is. I'd say he most resembles RE during the 90's?? Like in Urban Legend. But this Particular picture from Night Court is just perfect XD Rod's far less feral looking, he's trying his best to redeem himself from past crimes and he's got anxiety because of that, too. But the fluffy blonde hair?? The effortlessly sexy half beard?? Thats Rodney XD

[discotenny]

IDEK WHERE THE IMAGES R FROM IM SEEING EVERYWHERE BUT CANT FIND VIDEO BUT HEY LOOK DID U SEE THIS (from someone random blog post bc idek where to find the original)

https://www.tumblr.com/lochness-art/733533305005293568/no-one-asked-but-here-r-my-opinions-on-the-new

NEW SPRITFESSS TIME SKIP REAL TIME SMIP REALFL

NEW SPRITES NEW SPRITES AWAHHWAHFHEAJIORERER

I posted my thoughts on the outfits when that big compilation image came out but now that we have visible LEGS for the all the charas now I feel obligated to update my thoughts fdsafadsfs. Put under a cut cause I have a feeling its gonna be long fdsfdsafs

Original thought post

Original post listed in the ask

ALSo, the images are from the new hypmic flava trailer posted on their yt channel here :3

Ichiro: We saw him in full before, but I just want to reiterate how they intentionally got rid of all the connections Ichi had to the bros within his clothing. From Jiro's blue on his sleeves, the zip up shirt they all shared, and having the iconic BB lettering not there anymore- it seems like they're trying to distance Ichi's character from being so bro centric. Maybe to show growth how he's going to be more independent? It's a bit odd because being dependent isn't Ichi's flaw, that's Jiro and Saburo's... Maybe it's to show how THEYRE distancing from HIM 🤔

Jiro: This hair change is such a W for Jiro fans!! It was unclear if he actually changed it in art prior but this is a W SUCH A W!!! I miss the white stripes on his shoulders for contrast reasons but he looks just like a more mature version of his old design. It looks like he's wearing the checkered shirt instead of wrapping it around his waist which is cuter and makes much more sense fdsafdsfds.

Saburo: He looks all grown up LOL The time skip is only supposed to be a few months from what I recall, so at most he's now 15 but imo I think they're keeping them to og ages tbh. The mustard is such a good look for him! The more pastel yellow and school uniform esc coat of his old design did a lot to keep him looking / feeling young so this new design feels like he's growing up to be more comfortable to be who he is ;_;

Samatoki: He looks just as hot and he's somehow showing even MORE skin despite having a jacket lmao. Those popping buttons I see you Toki fdsafdsaf. Again he looks less like a gangster / yakuza but I wonder if they're trying to lean into that look. He pretty. Real pretty...

Jyuto: Thoughts have pretty much stayed the same, it reads like an Extra Wardrobe outfit rather than something he'd wear on the daily. In the new arc did he stop wearing his uniform since the government shut down? Did he just say fuck the dress code? I do like the outfit, it makes him look a lil more sleazy LOL

Rio: Rio looks good he looks good!! I don't have much thoughts on him since I never really do but I still find it hilarious he has the same pants as his old outfit.

Ramuda: He looks excellent as always but I do agree with the original poster that I miss his blue :C I think the yellow makes him look really young and it kinda doesn't jive with me ??? I love the hat though he looks very very cute. Ramuda also has the best shoes in the cast and I appreciate they didn't change it.

Gentaro: Gentaro is so funny I think they legitimately just made his back cape longer?? He also got rid of the high collar undershirt, which probably symbolizes that he's hiding less of himself to his friends. I love Gen but I need to see him not in motion to see how well this outfit fits him. ATM I think the longer cape messes up his silhouette by making him seem like a rectangle.

Dice: I miss the trench coat!! I miss the trench coat!!! I don't care if it would be smelly I miss the trench coat !!! I think getting rid of the black parts on his collar and outside his sleeves kind of make him look too... normal??? Like idk, where's the spice!! Give him fingerless gloves or sm shit he needs SOMETHING to make him look less like just a guy :C He's cute but I think his old fit is >>>

Jakurai: He looks SOOOOO GOOOD. We've seen this in full before but he looks CUUUTEEE. Like I'm no Jakurai stan but hooo boy that coat does smthn to me. He looks looser, like he's gonna have some fun, maybe go to the mall or smthn he looks good !!!!! Anons brought up Jakurai removing his doctor coat as a symbolism for his savior complex going away and I think it's really cool !!! One of the best new fits imo.

Hifumi: I like his og outfit much better I'm sorry 😭😭😭 I think with Materno's main color being light grey, Jakurai being in white, Doppo being a light grey now, Hifu being that off white just makes him blend together with the other members. Maybe it's the fact that he's set against a white background but he just gets lost among the other two. Having the darker colors concentrated around his head / upper body helps though.

Doppo: I love him my baby I love him I lve nye my baby my vobeoteoy frmajwfmweoijfghuefuwafjewanjmisafkowafewoawfeaiow. I say from my last post: "He’s getting loose he’s getting silly he’s CRAZY DOPPO IN THE HOUSE !!!"

Sasara: I like the outfit on it's own but I kind of... hate how it's matching with Rosho. SasaRo enjoyers rejoice but I don't like how it doesn't allow Sasara (and Rosho in turn) be his own character. It was mainly an issue I had with Rosho but this new fit puts in on Sasara too, that it kind of forces you to look at him in the lense of his relationship with Rosho rather than who he is as a chara on it's own. Also they made him less colorful :CC The bowtie is super cute though I like it.

Rosho: Rosho does look cute but again I wish it wasn't so obviously a callback to his relationship with Sasara!! I do like the hair, it's very cute fdsafdsa. He looks a lot more comfortable and a lot more confident but I'm unsure if its due to character development or just for cool points. Rosho looks like he smells good

Rei: He's too grey 💀 TOO GREY !!! I think getting rid of the hat and glasses was such a downgrade it does not look very good. It's a lot of my issues with Hifu's outfit without actually having a good clothing design to make up for it. I think it's nice how it could possibly be a call back to Kazuma Kiryu but that doesn't really make up for it :/

Kuko: I was wrong his hair did not get shorter 💀💀💀 But he is INCREDIBLE !! IT'S VERY GOOD!!! I have nothing to complain / nitpick about I think it's very good. (one nitpick I guess FDSAFDS. His bright hair now seems a bit out of place against the darkness of his clothing. Maybe making the purple accent stripes blue or red would have made it better? Unsure though.

Jyushi: He looks very good but I wish they gave him more interesting pants they're very underwhelming compared to his incredible top!! Like imagine sm crazy shit like lace racing stripes, some peekaboo patterns in triangles at the bottom of his flares, it would be very cute !!!

Hitoya: Very cute, very good, a stark improvement from his original look I have nothing else to say fdskafdasfdsa. Again, a 35 year old baby.

I think for some of the characters the outfits really really really really work (Doppo, Hitoya, Jakurai) but for a lot of them I think their original looks were much more iconic and much more fitting to themselves (Dice, Sasara, Rei). I hope we still get content put out with their original outfits because I'd legitimately be sad to never see Dice in his trench coat again :C

[aestheticvoyage2023]

Day 254: Monday September 11, 2023 - "This was 26 months"

This post contributed from Audrie, after a month that saw her working more than ever, and balancing Motherhood with life.

William really boomed in his 26th month cycle, and if the two's weren't upon us before they certainly are now. We experienced a little bat of regression, and had a few long stretches of mama at work, paired with returning to school for his second official first day in the books. He grew this month in every way a being can grow. His shirts are a little shorter and tighter (cant really get away with many more of his 18 month clothing items he's been wearing some of since he was 6 months old), he is definitely in the 2T and growing! We went through a couple new pairs of shoes, retired the choo-choo train tevas and got new blue ones, and a slew of sneakers we've been trying out, the lighting ones seem to be the best fit for now. He also has had an incredible language boom. New words and phrases and William Original-isms, that are sometimes downright hilarious. He even seems to have grown into his wild hair, even though it is longer and more outrageous than perhaps ever before, we've been getting less and less of the "she" and "her" pronouns as the hair just seems to fit our fun filled, joyful, smiling, silly boy. We think less and less about cutting it now, and talk about how happy we are that we didn't. He chooses each day if he wants a "boy bun" or "Hair down" for school, and more often than not now he wants to wear it down. We are definitely still in the rocket-train-monster-truck-boat-airplane-phase, and I have to say I love it. He's all about it. If it flies, if it sails, if it rolls, it's easy to incorporate learning; of colors, numbers, letters, shapes, directions, prepositions, safety, and more with his hook into the vehicle obsession. And he still has an affinity for nature, animals, dogs, people, the trees, the mountains, the weather. He asks if the "rain is coming to cool it down" on the hot afternoons and the other day when I asked him where his water bottle went (when I knew we had left it at the grocery store in the cart parked in the return stall), he looked off to the side, recalling where his special thermos school water bottle was last, and he clear as day recalled and said "It's in the cart" then had a slight look of worry for he knew it had been left behind. He recalls and recounts memories of his travel and adventures, the most of which seems to be San Fran Cisco, and the boat ride under the bridge, and the choo choo train he rode at the zoo there, when he got to ride on Mama's airplane for the first time and help her do her work. This experience at this point in his development and growth has given new meaning to his memories. He is undoubtedly now more attuned to where is mama going, and thinks of course every time I am flying it is to San Fran Cisco! He also noted that when we adventure we go to visit/see the city! When we had a Tucson overnight following San Francisco, and he waltzed over to the sliding glass door in the hotel room and pulled the curtains back, and pointed outdoors while emphatically requesting to "Go and See the City." He also spins out memories of Hawaii, and beaches, and boats, and places and faces we know he now knows, and remembers and recalls. Its really special witnessing this stage and these pieces of him unfold. William is blooming and booming. And it is like they say -- going faster and faster, as the days press on, and this joy baby closes the gap on his infancy and is full steam ahead into his childhood. We wander into his room at night before we go to bed, and just marvel at his long legs stretched out in his green sleepy sack, and watch his sweet face peacefully be in his dreams. Even on his fussy days and stretches, William is at his core just as he has always been -- Sweet, loving, easygoing, joyful.

Favorite Food: Bunny Crackers & Popsicles

Favorite Song: Patty Shukla - Choo Choo Train Song

Favorite Book: Garbage Trucks (just a little flip book of different kinds of Garbage Trucks - that was the obsession this month).

Favorite Show: Car Wash on Youtube

Favorite Toy(s): The Green Toys Trucks and Train he won as potty prizes

Best Phrase: "I like trains and garbage trucks" said to pretty girl next to him on the airplane.

Favorite Favorite: Riding Trains at The Zoos

Least Favorite: Daddy trying to do bedtime, while Mama is at home and perfectly available.

Song: Patty Shukla - Choo Choo Train Song

Quote:“There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.” ― Shel Silverstein

This was 25 months This was 24 Months This was 23 Months This was 22 Months This was 21 Months This was 20 Months This was 19 months This was 18 months This was 17 months This was 16 months This was 15 months This was 14 months This was 13 months This is 12 Months This is 11 months This was 10 months This was 9 months This was 8 months This was 7 months This was 6 months This was 5 months

[badnikbreaker]

sonic!  or my sonic specifically.  i’ve been meaning to doodle some refs for my muses who look a little different than canon so — here’s one sonic t hedgehog.  i tried to tone down my stylization so he’d be easier to compare to canon and like halfway succeeded.  he’s still longer than he should be but i cant help that.  stretch these anthros like TAFFY

notes and etc under the cut!

obviously has darker ‘skin’ than current modern sonic, but his skintone’s been all over the place throughout the course of the games so.  y’know.

the fur on his muzzle / arms / chest / etc. is just that — fur — but it’s much thinner/shorter than the fur over the rest of him and is an accurate rep of his skintone beneath

this boy is so soft

scarred UP.  get in enough fights and that shit’s bound to happen  the scars are mostly - faded, and even fresh ones are harder to see thru his fur; scars on his muzzle / etc. where the fur is shorter are more easily visible.

i gave his shoes a little heel because im god here and i can do that

similarly, he’s an inch taller than canon just cos i think it’s funny.  he hit a growth spurt at some point and hasn’t let shadow live it down.

wears light gaia’s bracelet and, assuming im writing with sonic x - likers, the bracelet amy made himunder his gloves.  keeps em safe 

not usually the type to wear clothes aside from his gloves and shoes — they’re just extra drag when he runs, and he gets weird about textures and stuff touching him sometimes — but when he is this dude is a fucking PREP.  through and through.  his fashion sense is shit so he’s not always a CUTE prep but he is a prep

“is he wearing makeup” no he’s just one of those guys who naturally always looks like he’s wearing eyeliner and its so unfair

[bunbunpawz]

jFashion

I hate it when people shame others for not being 100% accurate to their fashion. So many circumstances come into play, there is never a need to be rude when people are trying so hard. Long ago, before jirai kei, I tried to put my feelings in other fashion, I tried Lolita, Gyaru, soft girl, 90′s trend when it was a thing etc. I found myself drawn more towards the aesthetic of Japanese clothes, I wouldn’t mind wearing not Jfashion but at least in my country and my circumstances there weren’t many girlier, softer cuts for clothes. So naturally I became more interested in the Japanese clothing. Lolita was one example, in Japan, Lolita fashion is a lot more broad and forgiving. Fashion in general in Japan if forgiving. But when I tried it back in my own country, there were so many rules to follow! And I do undestand that without some guidelines, any A line dress could become “lolita”, which can beome so vague that it no longer looks accurate to the look. However with so many rules, I found myself more stressing out than relaxing in garments I enjoy wearing. Even something as small as saying “lolita” instead of “lolita fashion” could be ridiculed. Even when the intend is very clear to what I mean.  I was drawn to the country lolita the most, because I wanted to feel a sense of simplisity and freedom, and in general I have a more softer persoanlity. Kinda Ironic I chose to wear Jirai Kei over Ryousangata isn’t it? In anyway, I had about the same feelings people developed years later towards Cottage Core. By the time that became a trend I already quit.  Gosh, I remember how every detail mattered, down to socks and if your shoes have open or closed toes, even when the Japanese lolita fashion accepted either! It was so stressfull. With Gyaru, I never actually got to go outside dressed in gyaru. I went to a meet up once but I kinda messed up and thought it was themed like the meet up before that. Because of that I felt kinda shamed and missplaced. So gave up here too.  I tried some classic Jfashion too, the Harajuku very known ones like Dekora and Mori-kei. Later I just wanted to find easier to find clothes that were simple and comfortable to wear while also easy to find. BUT AGAIN! my country didn’t come through for me. Something as simple as a plain white T-shirt was such a mess to find. Wide Jeans what were those? It would be years before they returned back to fashion. WIth such circumastances its no wonder I had to go through loops and hoops to find anything close to what I was looking for. On top of that I couldn’t order online and could only rely on what I could purchase at a store and with minimal income. Luckily for me we had Jfashion stores, very expensive ones, but every now and  then a gold item would pop up. Something cheap and good looking.  Thats why even though SheIn is awful for the enviorment, it can be so helpful too. Its a double edge sword really. People that cant get the correct sillouete or order from japan, or even just afford the style, can get cheap, stolen designs from shein that cost a fraction, but are also made cheaply in comparison. But sometimes that is all you can do. I dont support theft of course not, but popular desings that are stolen within the community itself, I cant help but feel like maybe its alright? For example, the Jirai Kei bear pattern clothes are so popular, many different brands made similar designs and copied off of each other. Shein also made a similar design, which can be called out for being awful, or can be called out for being inclusive to people that cant afford the bigger brands or order from Japan. And what about Plus size? Most Japanese brands are onesize, to a 3 size methood, which depends on your country could be summed up to, XS, S and M. And what nobody ever talks about is that Japanese women are short! so clothes made in Japan for Japanese women, tend to be short. If you’re a western person like me, even if you’re not that tall, you might not be able to wear the clothes without exposing your belly or not having it sit prooperly on your arms. With such inclusivity I really do enjoy the freedom of using Shein for Jfashion. I haven’t actually ordered much from Shein, because I still cant splurge but from what I did see and try, it can be a hit or miss and with Jfashion it seems to be more of a hit.