#joking! joking. yeup

[ultramarine-spirit]

What problems do you have with the novel? 🙊 please, i want to read a fair review from someone who liked the novel and dosent just hate without a reason

Well, they are "problems" or opinions I have about the novel, so they are subjective. I wouldn't say they are objective flaws, for the most part.

I think that the novel suffers from being updated periodically. It feels to me that there were times when Plutus didn't know what to write/didn't have the next plot development ready, so certain chapters feel very random/pointless (like the one about Helena's weird flower *).

The novel's tone can also be a little over the place. We go from heartbreak to comedy in the span of barely a couple of chapters, which might be a WMMAP feature, not a flaw, but it's something I personally don't like that much.

There's this very popular idea that the novel is all about the romance, while the manhwa is about the familial bonds between the characters. This is not 100% wrong, but also not 100% right. The novel also has the issue of going, "well, since the family drama is mostly done, now we can talk about the romance", it just had a lot more development than in the manhwa. I'd like it better if both narrative focuses weren't so... disjoint.

You will be surprised to know (or not?) that I don't have complaints about the characters. There are characters I like more than others, some I dislike, some that I like despite disliking certain things about them, some I feel neutral about. But I think they are all well written for the roles they are meant to play. With the exception of... Diana, who is more like a plot device than a character in the novel. So she is just not written. This is the single thing that I'll confidently say is better in the manhwa than in the novel.

The flower I'm talking about:

Amorphophallus titanum, also knows as corpse flower or corpse plant. It's very stinky and looks like a penis. Athy took note of both of those things.

Fun chapter! I don't know what was the point though.

[lilithvibeplace]

chat im simply collecting all the personality disorders as friends this is so fun, a friend got diagnosed with schizotypal and now that means ive officially been friends with and/or dated every personality disorder except for antisocial personality disorder!

this is like a pokemon collection!

[nobody-nexus]

The Pomni Is Dead

Pomni: Yeup deh eh la da- It is good day to be not dead!

*Pow!*

Jax: You are DEAD!

Pomni: I AM DEAD

Jax: hehehehe

(Gangle congaing into view) bum bum da bum dada da-

Jax: Aw shucks (Hides weapon)

Gangle: Oh! The Pomni is DED!

Pomni: Y e s (Sandwich) I am dead!

Gangle: WHY is the Pomni dead?

Jax: I dunno

Pomni: I think it was-

Gangle/Jax: SHH, you are dead!

Pomni: Okay :D (RAGDOLLS)

(Gummigoo enters the scene)

Gummigoo: What's up, ya wankers!? Who's up for a- ... Ah. What the bloody hell just happened???

Gangle/Jax: The Pomni is dead

Gummigoo: The Pomni is dead?

Gangle: Correct!

Gummigoo: :D

Gangle: So... Did you see the murderer?

Jax/Gummigoo: No. Sorry mate

Gangle: (Table slam) I will find him. I will capture him. And no one will ever die again!

(Clapping)

Gummigoo: Ah, well that's nice

Jax: I am DAMN proud right now

(CLAPPING)

Kinger: ATTEEEEEEEEEEEEEENTION! (Zips to the others) The Pomni is dead!

Gangle: We know!

Kinger: Who killed her?

Gangle: We don't know!

Kinger: I will find clues!

(Sniff sniff sniff sniff)

Kinger: What's that? (Grabs it) A weapon? That thing is why THE POMNI IS DEAD!

Gangle/Gummigoo/Jax: THE POMNI IS DEAD!?

Kinger: YES! (AGGRESSIVELY SLAMS TABLE) She DIED!

(LE GASP)

(Ambulance noises)

Ragatha: INCOMING!

(Ambulance crashes into Kinger as Ragatha slides out of the back)

Ragatha: Raus, Raus! (Pushes everyone away) Move, now!

(Ragatha gives a lil MWAH on Pomni)

Pomni: (Floating) HEHEHE... HA- (Ragdolls to the floor)

Ragatha: In my medical opinion, that POMNI IS DEAD!

Gummigoo: Doc, what happened?

Ragatha: My professional opinion? (SLMS TABLE AGAIN) The Pomni was killed!

Gummigoo: Oh God

(Insert panic)

Ragatha: I don't think it's anything to worry about (Hops away)

Gummigoo: Well, now what?

(Kaufmo appears from the distance)

Kaufmo: Clippity clop motha- fucker

Gangle: OH, come on....

Kaufmo: Lookathis, the freakin Pomni's dead!

(Pause)

Kaufmo: What do ya think of that?

(Another Pause)

Kaufmo: Um....

Gangle: Yes, yes- Kaufmo?

Kaufmo: Ye-

Gangle: GO HOME!

(Looks to Queenie in a car waving)

Kaufmo: AW COME ON! PFFFFF!

(Gets in the car)

Kaufmo: Freaking unbelievable no seriously you all suck- (crashes)AAAH

Gangle: Okay... Let's get back to the point!

(Second Pomni pokes dead Pomni with stick)

Pomni: I think Pomni is dead

Jax/Gummigoo/Gangle/Ragatha: THE POMNI IS DEAD!?

Ragatha: (Gasp) Kaufmo, I will heal you- (Explodes)

Pomni: Seriously? WHO KILLED POMNI?

(DRINKING)

Zooble: It was me

(Everyone turns to them)

Zooble: Yes (Drink) I did it like this:

(BOOM)

(Gummigoo gets fucking SHOT)

Zooble Woop dee doo

(Gummigoo bleeding)

Zooble: (LIP SMACK) That's a joke, lads

(CannedLaughter.wav)

Zooble: (Drinking burp) It was..... Y- (Burp) him

(GASP)

Jax: How did you know?

Zooble: I didn't (More burping) That was a joke too (Drink)

Jax: Heheheeee... Heheheheeeee!

(Zooble falls over) I'm dead

Jax: HAHAHAAA- that's right! It was me!

Gangle: You monster!

Pomni: But WHYYYYYY

Jax: Cause your fat toots! And another thing, you're ugly!

(They be arguing. It's tradition)

Pomni: JAX!

Jax: Ah dammit Pomni FUCK OFF! You are dead!

Pomni: No u- Ha!

(Jax Falls over dead)

Pomni: You are dead! Not big surprise

Gangle: Well, that was idiotic. Off to hit myself, WATCH AND LEAR- (Insert getting hit with a brick and dying)

Pomni: I am ALIVE! .... Is nice

(Silence)

Pomni: Yes, this is stupid!

[juice-box-addict]

are you? honestly i just know i’m the shortest and the rest of you are up there somewhere

[aroacenezhaanddainsleif]

God Squad causes problems (aka when you're the only gods around for thousands of years, you start to discuss stupid things)

Yandi: I have a question: is the ocean a soup? Yanming: yes. it's got meat and vegetables. Laojun: ... Yandi: You seem concerned about that Nezha: THE OCEAN IS SOUP, LAOJUN Laojun: well, i am concerned. about calling the animals meat. for the soup. Nezha: .....they're alive meat? Laojun: Nezha: YOU are alive meat, Laojun. Yanming: well, he's not wrong. Laojun: I know that, just... calling the little creatures meat and vegetables for the soup- Yanming: -it's funny. Nezha: LOOK LAOJUN, IN THE CONTEXT OF SOUP, IT'S ALIVE SOUP. Yandi: there we have it; the ocean is alive soup to us gods. Yanming: ......why did we even talk about this?

...

Nezha, meeting Laojun again w/ Hei and the other kids: you still sad about the alive soup, Laojun? Laojun: Xiaohei: what the fuck are you guys talking about.

---

Yandi: Wait, if baby oil dissolves condoms, what does it do to babies? Laojun: Believe it or not, babies and condoms are made of different materials. Yanming: It’s like rock paper scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby. Nezha: Rock also defeats baby.

---

Yanming: They... well, I wouldn't call it inheritance per se. What do you call it when you kill someone and get their stuff? Laojun: Uh... murder?? Yandi: Adventuring. Nezha: Tuesday.

---

Nezha, aka "the only one who actually currently lives in the modern world" Laojun: I didn’t know that air fryers are a real thing. Used to think that they were made up by the internet as a funny joke and that their purpose was to “fry air”. Yandi: WAIT, BUT IT FRIES THE AIR TO FRY THE FOOD? Laojun: I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS A KITCHEN APPLIANCE, MY FIRST ASSUMPTION WAS SOMETHING AKIN TO AN AIR CONDITIONER! Yanming: IT’S NOT LIKE AN AIR CONDITIONER? Nezha: You guys clearly don’t own an air fryer.

---

Yanming: What does your own spiritual realm contain? Emperor Yan: Pennies. Yanming: How many? Laojun: Pennies. Yanming: You're not the first person I've asked this today, but how many? Nezha: Pennies. Yanming: I hope all of you get stuck somewhere and you have to consume each other's souls to survive.

Bonuses:

(If Wuxian + friends raised Hei as a baby)

Xuanli: everyone loves chili dogs Laojun: I don't think he can eat solid food. Wuxian: Then put it in the blender? (Yanming: ...you're all the worst.) Nezha: well, if you say so. (picks up Xiaohei) Laojun/Wuxian: THE CHILI DOG, NOT THE BABY!

---

Qingning was still learning English. Laojun: can you ask me again what you just asked me? what was that question? i don't think- i didn't hear you. (young) Qingning: when can we have lesbian? Laojun: mhm. okay. maybe i did hear you right. um. i don't know what- i don't know what that is. i don't know what you mean. Qingning: lesbian! Laojun: no, no i know what you said, but i don't think that word means what you think it means. Qingning: it's like spaghetti. Laojun: (stifling tears of laughter) excuse me. do you mean lasagna?? Qingning: yeah! Laojun: okay. um. yeah, i'm sure we can have lasagna soon! does that sound good? Qingning: yeup! (Xuanli wheezing breathlessly in the background)

[wing-dingy]

Remember when I said I wasn't gonna post fanfics? I lied. I'm gonna post just this one as an excuse to have some Johnshi in my life but also because its rare I write a fic that isnt a self indulgent oc fic

This is just a lil fic where Kenshi comforts Johnny after a stunt on set leaves him with an injured ankle, mostly cute banter. Also sorry if the formatting looks weird, i dont normally post fics to tumblr so idk how to space my paragraphs like I do on google docs.

Click. Step. Click. Step.

The Hollywood actor carried himself on his crutches across the room, from the door to his living room couch, where he saw Kenshi waiting in anticipation.

“Honey, I'm home,” Johnny announced in a parody of those old movies, how he loved his dumb movie references.

“Doesn't sound like good news. Are those crutches?” Kenshi asked, judging by the sound and the patterns of the sound. Though he usually relied on Sento for sight, he hardly ever felt the need to in a casual setting, so it rested in the mantle above the fireplace.

“Yeup. Doc says I'll need ‘em for a few weeks, a month at most.”

Kenshi crossed his arms and leaned back on the couch. “Was that stunt still worth it?”

Johnny snorted, “Totally, the shot came out perfect! You may not know this, but I do all of my own stunts. Impresses everybody when I tell them that!” He dropped a small paper bag of his prescribed painkillers on the coffee table and sat next to Kenshi, wincing as he lifted his ankle to rest it on the same table.

“Aren't stuntmen used so the real actors don't get hurt?”

“I mean- yeah. But don't worry, they're just gonna film everything else until I come back, which should be in no time. I'm just built different.”

Kenshi could just hear the cocky smile, causing him to shake his head in disbelief, but he couldn't hold back the small bit of laughter at Johnny’s pride and confidence. “Alright, but it looks like it's my turn to take care of you again.”

“Don't sweat it, Ken doll, I can take care of myself. You've already helped me enough, and you've got yourself to look after,” He noted all too seriously. Obviously there still rested some guilt in his heart over Mileena's rabid attack that day.

“That ankle needs to rest. That movie needs you and you need the money from it.” Undeniable. Johnny was still getting back on his feet (not literally now) after a messy and expensive divorce, he needed whatever work he could get at the moment. “You just let me know when you need something.”

Johnny sighed as he looked down at his injured ankle. These next few weeks were going to be the most boring while of his life.

Kenshi seemed to know Johnny wasn't feeling so good by the sudden quietness, not even a silly request from his offer. When Johnny of all people was quiet, there was a problem. “Johnny? You alright?”

“Yeah… I've just never been good at sitting still and doing nothing, you know? Now I can't even use my own pool in my living room,” He complained, as if having a pool in the living room was a normal thing.

“Come on, Johnny, you still have a whole mansion. Unless your attention span really is that small, you're not gonna get bored,” Kenshi lovingly poked at him. “It’s not like you're alone either.”

Johnny noded with a small smile of comfort. “That's right, I've got you, my best friend, boyfriend, and assigned FBI agent,” Johnny joked. Gods, not again with the assigned FBI agent meme. “And hey, maybe we can invite Kung Lao and Raiden over to hang out. You think Liu Kang would wanna drop by?”

Kenshi gave an amused smirk. “Probably not, but Kung Lao, might.”

Johnny looked down at the table again, spotting a marker. He groaned and wheezed as he leaned over to grab it, trying not to move his ankle off the table as his finger tips barely touched the marker.

“Johnny what are you-” Before he could finish his question, he felt a marker tapping against his hand.

“You wanna be the first to sign my cast?” Johnny offered, trying to play it off cool but his excitement was slipping past in his voice.

“You mean Hollywood’s megastar wants my autograph?” Kenshi teased. He took the marker into his hand, and Johnny guided his hand down to his cast. Confidently, Kenshi began writing his name.

“Not bad writing for someone who can't really see,” Johnny complimented, meaning it obviously and trying to make it sound like that rather than a mockery.

“I still know the motions of writing, that's enough to get by.” Of course Johnny hadn't seen Kenshi's messier writing at his job and maybe it should stay that way.

The real surprise was the small heart he drew right below his own name. Kenshi wasn't so into PDA, nor into cutesy stuff like that, so it caught Johnny off guard to see the small display. It wasn't like people didn't know they were dating, Johnny was way too into showing off their love and too loud to keep that secret, but it was rather that Kenshi was a more subtle lover when it came to their relationship, preferring to keep things behind doors. Still, it was a nice surprise, and at least now it made the cast way better to look at! Of course Johnny was already pulling out his phone to snap a photo of it to post to his socials.

“You're posting your cast, aren't you?” Kenshi reasonably accused.

“Gotta let the fans know production might be on hold.”

“Is that it? Or are you bragging about us again?”

Johnny snickered, meaning Kenshi was right. “Okay, you got me, but how can I not show you off? You're the coolest! A blind swordsman? Dating Hollywood's biggest hit? We're like a power couple!”

If Kenshi still had his eyeballs, he'd be lovingly rolling them, but admittedly it was kind of cute seeing how enthusiastic Johnny was about their relationship- and kind of funny to think about considering they were previously rivals over Sento.

Kenshi leaned in to press a kiss to Johnny's cheek, and he could feel the wrinkles of a smile under his lips. “Looks like you're feeling better about that ankle.”

“As long as I have you by my side, this injury is gonna be a breeze!” Now it was Johnny's turn to lean in, this time leaning to rest his head on Kenshi with closed eyes and a content smile. Kenshi reciprocated by wrapping an arm around Johnny to hold him. “Shit, that medicine they gave me is starting to catch up.”

“You get sleepy off of a couple Tylenols,” Kenshi playfully quipped, making Johnny laugh.

“Just saying it's a good excuse to nap on you! Unless you're gonna tele-fling me to bed again.”

Kenshi shook his head. “Maybe when your ankle isn't as broken. Right here is fine, just keep your ankle up.”

“Sweet,” Johnny happily murmured as he felt himself starting to doze off. Damn, Tylenol really did knock him out.

[lucius-morningstar]

Nicknames?

Yes we know Lucius has a hatred for the nickname Luci, but that isn't to say he doesn't have nicknames for others in the hotel. Not all of them are creative, but he has pride in some.. Not all. ------- Vaggie: So you have nicknames for everyone in this hotel. Lucius: Yep.. Some need work but hey it takes time. Vaggie: ...What's your nickname for Alastor. Lucius: Coatrack. Vaggie: *Snorts* Why? Lucius: Seriously look at him. Alastor: *Static* Watch it.. Lucius: Dude looks like a fancy coatrack you'd see in a brothel house. Angel: HA! Alastor: So all that tells me is you've been to a brothel house long enough to know. Lucius: Sure gotta put my coat somewhere. Angel: What about me? Lucius: Legs, you've got the nicest legs in the hotel and the longest. Angel: Guilty. What about Husk? Lucius: Alky Alley Cat. Alastor: Hmm strangely fitting. Husk: Fuck you, but honestly not the worst one I've heard. Lucius: I was going to joke about you being a Hissy fit but- Husk: I'll take the Alky any day over that. Alright, Nifty. Lucius: Hmm Pocket Sized. Vaggie: Why Pocket Sized. Lucius: I cannot tell you how many times I've seen her in my coat pockets. Angel: Cherri? Luicus: Was stuck on Inferno or Wildfire. Angel: I think she'd enjoy Wildfire. Husk: Alright, how about Sir Pentious. Lucius: Wasn't pleasant and working on a better one, so pass for now. Angel: You left out three people. Your sister, your dad and Vaggie. Lucius: Well I was going to go with Deadbeat for my dad but Charlie says that's too mean. Dwarf king was another but again too mean. So I went with Cockatiel. Angel: Why? Lucius: Look at him, man looks like a cockatiel. Angel: ..Fair. Okay Charlie and Vaggie. Vaggie: I'm starting to hate this game.. Lucius: Vaggie hmm.. Let's see Shadow. Vaggie: Why Shadow. Lucius: Cause you're always up my sister's ass. Angel: Then wouldn't Anal probe be better? Vaggie: *glares* Lucius: Charlie's word, it can't be gross either. Angel: Alright what do you call Charlie. Lucius: Lottie. Angel: Lottie? Lucius: Yeup. Although I don't use it often as I use too. I used it more when we we're kids and early teens. I used it a lot when she was in her goth phase. Angel: Hold on she was in a goth phase! Lucius: Oh yea, we both went through phases for a couple of decades. She went goth, I went Punk. Spent a lot of time in Zilla's. Angel: Please tell me you have pictures. Lucius: Oh I have pictures. Vaggie: I'm not sure this is a good idea. Lucius: New nickname, Fun Fucker, because you're always trying to ruin the fun with your fucking mouth! Vaggie: Watch it.. Lucius: Oh what'chu gonna do about it Vagasil! Angel: *Laughs* Oh fuck, I gotta remember that one. Vaggie: Lucius I am not fucking around! Lucius: I'm surprised you even know how guess my sister is good at teaching you something Angel: Kink- Lucius: Not what I meant Angel, and you know it. Vaggie: ..I'm telling Charlie. Lucius: Tattletale!

[skeleslime-phantom]

hope you don't mind me asking - because it's been joked about in your yes man fic (like the 'take him to dinner first' line), *is* there going to be any nsfw in it? i'm mostly neutral on that kinda stuff but like being prepared for it ahead of time, so if you don't mind saying whether there'll be some or not it's much appreciated. hope this ain't a weird question lol

Yeup there will be, it's gonna be a bonus chapter at the end tho, so anyone can skip it.

[ouatnextgen]

On the Way to School: A Prince Squared fanfiction

Happy Valentine's day, y'all. This is part one of four little drabbles based on some old edits I wrote for V day.

Leo kept yawning as he walked to school. He hadn’t slept well the past few weeks, and it was really starting to take its toll. With him being on the planning committee for the upcoming Spring Fling dance, studying for midterms, and helping coach the elementary school’s football games, his brain was so full, it seemed to have forgotten how to sleep properly.

He stopped just outside Granny’s Diner, waiting impatiently for his friends. It was tradition for them all to meet up at Granny’s, then walk the rest of the way to school together.

Though, knowing them, they probably wouldn’t show until five minutes before the bell officially rang for homeroom. Ironic that he lived the farthest away from town, and yet, he was always the most punctual.

He spotted PJ, eventually, slowly making his way towards him. He checked his watch and tapped his foot.

“You’re late.” He said once PJ was in earshot. 

“Au contraire, my friend. You are simply early.” PJ said, stretching his arms over his head. Leo had to force his eyes away from the bare bit of skin exposed where his shirt rode up.

“Where’s everyone else?” 

“Alice is having a bad day, so Robyn and Hope are staying home with her. Gideon’s even weirder than you are, if you can believe it, and got to school early to ask a teacher a question.”

“Ah.” Leo hoped he wasn’t blushing. “So just us, then?”

“Yeup.” PJ grinned. “The dynamic duo.”

Leo rolled his eyes, trying not to let on how much his words thrilled him. “Let’s go before we’re late.”

The two started the trek to Storybrooke High, silence stretching between them. Usually, the walk to school was full of chatter, between Hope and Robyn’s arguments, Alice and Robyn’s flirting, and Hope and PJ’s jokes. The silence was making Leo’s exhaustion worse, and he felt his eyes start to drift shut while he was walking.

“Woah! Dude! Don’t start falling asleep on me!” Leo’s eyes shot open as he felt PJ’s hand grab his bicep. One of Leo’s feet had slipped off the edge of the sidewalk and into the gutter while his eyes had been closed.

Leo blinked hard several times. “Ugh, sorry. I’m awake, I swear.”

PJ raised an eyebrow, and Leo couldn’t help but notice that his hand was still gripping his arm. “Did you sleep at all last night, man?”

“Uh, I did a little. Like, four hours.” Leo admitted, rubbing his eye with his free hand.

“Didn’t you say that last week?” PJ looked unamused.

Ordinarily, Leo would simply say that he was fine and brush PJ off, but the exhaustion loosened his lips. “Yeah, it’s kind of been an ongoing thing.”

PJ was silent for a moment, then smirked mischievously at him. “Well, lucky for you, I have the perfect no-sleep cure!” He let go of Leo’s arm and swung his backpack around, rummaging through it.

“Oh do you now?” Leo said dryly, already missing the feeling of his hand on his arm.

“I…totally…do…just gotta…find it…” PJ muttered to himself while shifting through his bag. 

“Aaaaaaand, AHA!” He pulled something out of his bag hiding it behind his back. “Close your eyes.”

“This better not be a trap.” Leo tried to keep his dry tone, but a small smile was forming on his face without his permission as he closed his eyes.

He heard some shuffling, and felt PJ stand right in front of him. “Okay. Open.”

With some effort, Leo opened his eyes, to find PJ, mere inches in front of him, a red apple cupped in both of his hands.

Leo felt his face warm at the closeness, and hoped it wasn’t obvious. “...what am I looking at here?”

“It’s an apple, dude.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” he rolled his eyes. “How does that help me sleep?”

“Hmm, I don’t know, maybe you should ask your mom.” PJ grinned wickedly.

The joke hit Leo suddenly. “Hey! Not funny!” he laughed loud enough to startle some birds perched on the telephone wires. 

PJ laughed with him. “If it’s not funny why are you laughing?” 

“I’m not!” Leo said in between snorts.

They stood there laughing for a bit, and Leo felt the weight of the world fall off his shoulders. PJ always seemed to make everything a little better.

After their giggles subside, they both seem to realize how close they were standing. Suddenly, out of nowhere, PJ’s hand shot out and brushed a stray strand of hair off of Leo’s forehead. 

Now they were both blushing furiously. 

“Uh, sorry.” PJ stuttered, “That was bugging me.”

“It’s okay.” Leo knew he was grinning like a maniac, but he actually didn’t want to stop.

PJ flashed him a smile back. “But for real, man. If you can’t sleep, my mom has a bunch of herbal mumbo-jumbo that might help you out. If you wanted to, like, come over some time?”

“I’d like that.” 

Begrudgingly, the two boys continued their walk to school, now thoroughly late.

Though, neither one seemed to care.

[softpawsxd]

Shocking(?) Opinion Changed (DEADLY SERIOUS ONE!)

Before you jump to my conclusions, I want you to read this:

Yeup, I just lost my obsession and/or internest on Object Terror for good because I’ve had fed up with the stupid fanbase and hatebase altogether and no it’s NOT a joke, I’m being very serious about it because it became controversial due to people complaining about the fact that objects bledding a lot, And although i kinda like to make OSC characters bleeding i'm seriously NOT gonna enjoy Object Terror when it's controversial nowadays…

I’m not trying to cause drama, I’m just giving out my opinion before I say one last goodbye to the Object Terror fandom.

And maybe if I lost interest on Object Terror then I wouldn’t have to worry about everything that happens to be about Object Terror drama and my Object Terror fanarts…

So anybody Who likes Object Terror, If you're seeing this, I’m incredibly sorry but it’s for my own good, I can’t take this anymore.

Since i'm starting to also losing my obsession/interest on Mint, Carpet and Recycling Bin I would say it’s time for me to move on to other things and Soap, Spade, Bucket and Map would be my replacement idol since Mint is no longer my idol anymore so about the Object Terror fandom and hatedom war drama. That’s how my obsession and/or interest of Object Terror went down the drain. So that means I have to stop drawing Object Terror fanarts all the time, And from now on I'll do fanarts of the Object Shows i mostly know and love (Mainly Modern Objects and Inanimate Insanity).

That’s all I have to share and I’m sorry for the dissapointing news and I don’t mean to make you feel bad and upset but it’s my choice…

[milobooker]

it's then, that milo feels bad. suppose he hadn't thought about it too much when he bolted. he just wanted to up and out of the game of cat and mouse and calm down some. he liked jokes, he liked flirting, but when it's on territory he wasn't sure of, well... yesterday had spoken for itself, hadn't it? and he's about to explain that, when the familiar name catches his attention and a loud groan escapes him. "yeup, i know her too. fuck me, now i have to do two apology presents," milo whines, his head rolling back. "and you can both go off and make fun of me for it."

how did he always manage to end up here?

"i'm glad you have that, at least." and perhaps it is with a sort of ignorance that milo hadn't considered the differences in places when it came to how one felt about another. that or, milo had gone so well with the flow and kept what he got up to with other boys close to chest that the topic for discussion around the struggles of it all hadn't been something he needed to worry about. by the time he'd told his dad, he'd already figured milo out, and anyone else who'd have cared like his grandpa were gone.

"well, i don't know what that means, but it sounded good. can i give it a listen?" milo holds out his hand, not too close to the other as if to force him into it, but enough to show his genuine curiosity. "people tell me my music taste is too old."

"Yeah, you heard me." It wasn't fair to call it ditching, Minho supposed. Milo did say goodbye before running off, but at the same time, he'd made a big deal of being the friend that showed up compared to Minho's other friends, so it felt a little like being ditched. He wasn't going to go into all that, but it ran through his mind. "I don't know what you did, to be fair, but I got dragged to dance by my friend Asha...who both seemed to think I was better and worse at dancing than I think I am. I'm not sure it can really be called dancing though." He shrugged."

"My parents had warmed up to the idea by the time I was in college, which was when I started exploring all that. The dating culture, especially LGBTQ dating culture, in Korea is very different. They've been in the States for awhile, but they grew up with Korean standards. They're supportive, but they have to get used to it." They also never had to meet Minho's college boyfriend which he thinks helped. "Just a comment, not a judgement." He turned to look at Milo and pulled out his phone to check the name of what was playing. "It's Korean music usually. Right now we've got, Ping Pong, which doesn't sound very Korean but it is. Eodideun danduriya eodil bwa yeogil bwa kkanttappiya." He sang softly and very briefly.

[garbage-beast]

bro the fucking whistling like im getting goosebumps from this wolf

[iknowyuu]

who’s home?

non-idol!choi beomgyu x reader

// reader's guardians unexpectedly come home in the middle of a cuddle session.

tags: cuddling, beomgyu sneaking out through a window

note: hope you like!!! will proofread in the morning <3 *never does it*

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you giggled at the joke your boyfriend made, wrapping yourself in his arms. you shivered at the feeling of his breath next to your ear, chest warming at the way he laughed at your shiver.

the two of you were under the comforter in your bed, cuddling to escape the cold weather. you were in between his legs, laying back on his chest while his back rested on your bed frame. your guardian(s) had promised to be out all day due to an event, and for you, that meant you’d have the house to yourself. so, what better way to spend it than with your boyfriend?

“mwah! mwah! mwah!” you giggled once more at the way he placed over exaggerated kisses onto your neck, his bangs tickling your cheekbones. “stoooopppp,” you whined. he knew you didn’t really want him to.

the two of you were having so much fun, so why did three loud knocks have to ruin it? knock knock knock.

you froze. beomgyu froze. suddenly, you heard keys jingling and the sounds of the front door unlocking.

“oh my god,” you jumped up and out of his lap, quickly running to slam your bedroom door. “[name]? is that you?” someone called from the front of the house.

“you have to hide! now!” you whispered harshly. you run back towards him and aggressively pull him off the bed, pushing him towards your closet. “i thought they went to an event for the night!” he whispered equally as aggressively, his eyebrows scrunched as he opens your closet door. “i know, i thought that too!! im sorry! ill make it up to you beomie, just please hide.” he pouts at you and closes the closet door behind him just as your guardian opens the your door.

“[name]? what’re you doing?”

“nothing..? what do you mean?”

they raised an eyebrow, “you’re just.. standing there?”

you shrugged, “yeah,” you placed a hand on your hip, “cant a person just stand anymore?”

they chuckled at you, putting their hands up as if they’d just been caught. “just asking!” they jokingly stated. “back early, didn’t last longer than expected. lets watch a movie, yeah?”

“yeah, yeup, okay!” you nodded furiously. they gave you a weird look before leaving, closing the door behind them.

turning around swiftly, you opened the door to find your boyfriend. “cmon, you have to go.”

he whined, “do i really have to? your (parents/guardians) love me!” you frowned, “yeah, they won’t love you so much when they see you were here with me, in an empty home!”

he shrugs and jokingly rolls his eyes, “i guess,” he goes towards the window next to your bed and you help him open it, expecting him to climb out immediately, but he turns towards you. “bye cutie,” he says, knowing that it flusters you. you can’t help but gently hold his face and pull him in for a long kiss, his hands roaming down your body to hold your hips. when you break apart, he looks at you with a starry eyed expression. “..what?” you ask, shy by the way he stares at you. “i don’t think ill ever get tired of your kisses.” you can barely hide your smile before you playfully shove him, “go away!” you watch as he laughs at your reaction, climbing out your window and onto the grass, “love you, text me when you get home!”

he waves at you as he’s looking around, then jogs off towards the sidewalk.

you jump when you hear a knock at your door, turning as you find your guardian staring at you. “movie’s set up,” you slowly nod, relieved they didn’t see the boy who just jumped out your window. “and who were you talking to?”

you blink, “um. nobody.”

they squint their eyes at you and your eyes shift around before asking, “so what movie are we watching?” they perk up, “oh, home alone!”

[frostbittenfemme]

"My squad is the same." Is.. She can't help but feel strange referring to them as if they're still here, yet it's oddly comforting. "They're my family alright." Winter hasn't talked about her squad to anyone, not since their funerals, yet the masked man seems to coax it out of her quite easily. Maybe it's that he truly understands the comradery between a squad, she can't help but find herself wanting to keep talking to him even despite the pangs of anxiety that seem to hit her while doing so. Glancing at her empty glass, she takes note of that knotting feeling in her stomach. Yeup she definitely needs more liquor if this is how her night's going to go. The small blonde gestures to Joe the bartender, wordlessly signalling for another round of drinks, an exchange the two have developed over the time she's been coming here. "Yeah I've been staking this spot out because I've obviously been dying to talk to you." Winter snickers. Joe promptly returns to the table, placing the round of drinks on the table. Winter politely thanks him and takes her drink in hand, taking a sip as she listens intently to what Viktor has to say. Even despite all of her experience in the field and the wounds she's seen; the former medic can't help but wince as Viktor explains how he got injured. Images flash in her mind of wounds she's had the experience of fixing, painting her a clear image in her mind just as to what the poor man had gone through. "You put two and two together when you've treated as many injuries from them as I have." Winter states. "And when you've been caught in one yourself." She adds, taking a rather large sip of her own drink. Winter takes Viktor's hand in her own. "That's okay, I left the fucks I give at home." She jokes, flashing him a smile as she firmly shakes his hand. " I'm Winter." She answers.

"You joke but I'm saving us both some money by having it on show." Winter titters, watching as the expression changes on Viktor's mask once again. Seriously how is he controlling that? The mere mention of Viktor's squad makes her chest ache, the grip on her dog tags getting a little tighter. "Nothing beats that feeling of being with your squad hm? " A feeling she knows all to well, one that prompts her to knock back the rest of drink like its nothing. She's far too sober to deal with those feelings right now, but it won't stop her listening intently to what Viktor is saying. "It's a bitch isn't it? Being forced to come home and adjust back into normal life." She sympathises. It's been hard enough for her to do so, so she can only imagine what it was like for a former Navy seal. Winter drops her dog tags, letting them fall back to their resting place. Her curiosity getting the better of her, she cocks her head to the side and squints, simply observing Viktor for a moment as he drinks. "You mentioned you got injured.. so let me guess." She hums, swirling her finger around her now empty glass. "Explosive go off and you got caught in the blast?" She guesses.

[ben10ocfanfic]

Tale of ten chapter 4

1. DJ opened his eyes. He felt warm. He felt extremely warm. Yet despite that he was oddly comfortable. He slowly sat up bringing his hand to his face. He started to feel groggy as his senses woke up.

2. After clenching his eyes closed for a moment he reopened Them and noticed something. His hand was different. It was bright.

3. What was once flesh had now become a bright white an yellow magma. Along his arm were red Hot rocks. He then stood up taller than he was before.

4. He started to panic wanting to scream for help. But before he could say anything his body spoke for him."HEAT BLAST!"

5. He then went quiet only the crackle of the flames on his head still present. He looked down at his hands again and took a breath." Ok that was weird why the fuck did I just yell heatblast?.... Why is it so familiar."

6. He shook his head and started heading back towards his friends. He wasn't in the mindset to figure it out. He began stumbling out of the crater.

7. He continued walking but as he did his mind became disorientated. His vision was coming and going and he was starting to stumble through the woods. by some small miracle he managed to avoid the trees.

8. Yet behind him he left a trail of singed footprints. But right now his only focused was returning to his friends. It didn't take long for him to retrace his steps even in his disorientated state.

9. He soon saw his friends although he couldn't quite make out who was who. His vision was still blurred and all he could see was quick and fast movement.

10. He tried to speak at first but all that came out were a jumble of mixing noises and groans. It seems that the shock that had come with his transformation had finally caught up with him.

11. It wasn't until he heard the cocking of a gun, that his vision returned. What he saw was clearly Jesse pointing the end of his double-barreled shotgun right at his face.

12."look here you demon fucker! You take another goddamn step and I'll use your body for charcoal."Jesse threatened. To his side were Rick and Jose each holding pointed sticks. Likely to be used for marshmallows.

13. DJ then brought his hand to his face again and refocused his thoughts. If he didn't speak clearly his summer was going to end with a bang and not in the fun way.

14. Then in the calmest voice he could he said."Jesse if you don't stop pointing that gun at me I'm going to shove it right up your ass next to that stupid tattoo."

15. Jesse was taken back and lowered his firearm. He stared at the flaming creature in surprise. He then spoke."I only ever told one person about that.....DJ?"

16. He couldn't help but give a smirking and very hot smile."yeup"Jose and Rick then approach cautiously. Josè looked to Jesse an asked. "pendejo are you sure that's DJ?"

17. Jesse then nodded his head responding to his friend."he's literally the only person who would know that and I see no reason why a monster would ask for that kind of information."

18. The two slowly nodded but Kept there distance. Rick then proceeded to poke DJ using his stick."dude you're hot."Rick joked.

19. DJ just rolled his eyes."look it's just group up and try to figure out what the fuck happened."With that the group sat around the fire.

20. She went on to explain his experience an how he felt compelled to follow the path to the watch. He explains how the watch suddenly activated and called him guardian.

21."bro sound like some cheesy cartoon or something." Jose spoke as he finished roasting a marshmallow over heatblast.

22."I can't say I disagree with you but it's still fucking weird that I'm currently on fire. And yet I feel kind of chilly."DJ stated as he started to hug himself.

23. The four of them just looked between each other. There was nothing but silence for a bit Jesse broke the silence with a suggestion."so what are we going to do for like this forever. I mean I guess you could stay at my parents farm we got an old shed with nothing in it."

24. DJ stares at him with a firey deadpan look."don't know what's going to happen for all we know I could turn back at any-"the watch begin flash red letting out a noise as a blinding red light engulfs him and he returns to normal.

25. There was a sigh of relief. As they looked at there freind."hey looks like you got something there DJ."Rick pointed at djs wrist. And in all its Glory the Omnitrix was once again attached to someone who had no idea what he was doing.

26. DJ nodded an inspected the watch once more . The watch itself was still pretty damaged but it looks like most of the wiring that was loose had reattached itself.

27.Jessise sighed."well DJ why don't we figure out that thing in the morning. If we're going to try an mess with that thing we should do it while we're awake. The group reluctantly agreed and started to put away some of the stuff they had brought out.

28. The group had nearly put everything away when Jose spotted something." Uh guys? Was there supposed to be a meteor shower today?"everyone stopped unsure of were that question came from.

29. Rick responded."nope should be clear skies all night."Jose pointed at the sky."oh so that's probably not a good thing is it?"

30. Soaring through the sky were four large balls of fire.heading right at them. DJ groaned." Aw man"

[texasbama]

You definitely called it! Won’t be seeing the story again until episode 7

I assume you mean the donor storyline lol and yeup! We’re gonna have to wait a bit to see how that plays out!

Idk why yall ever doubt me I meeeeeean….who is the WINNER of the 5B prediction game? I know of what I speak!

(For those with a stick up their ass, this is a joke. I don’t claim to know what this show is going to do. Its all speculation and fun. Unclench.)