#juuuuuuice

[bigtoofkitty]

[illuminatedferret]

AHHHHHH LOOK AT IIIIIIIIIT!!!! Thank you SO MUCH for your hard work, I love it so much!! Pastel rainbow Xie Lian... grumpy mime Mu Qing refusing to let on how much effort goes into sitting like that... CLOWN NOSE FENG XIN with the triangle skirt... it's all so perfect!!

“three clowns”

commission for @illuminatedferret

[automatonknight]

i'm getting emotional about satellites and shit again nobody look at me

[thebananwithaplan]

"Had the good shit all along and didn't even share...rude." Cue poking an inebriated banana.

. "Donnn...." Sways back and forth from the poke. "......Donnnnnnnnnnt touch meh. *hic* .....Ish my ssssshpecial moo juuuuuuice!! Dey gibbbe it to.... *hic* ....to meee..... gibbe to meh, nnnnnnnot yous.......~"

[sadlazzle]

i cant open my water bottle bc my face cream has made my hands so soft help im thirsty

[ecloclan]

TERRIR

^^^^ ayla when she first arrives in paldea & sees a maschiff

[88swife]

y’all: lol sheep is just as bad as lu

me, who genuinely likes lu:

[bigtoofkitty]

🧃 at practice

[lostwithoutyouherewriter]

Road Warriors: A Street Fighter Ficlet

Inspired by "Summer Fighters," artwork by Das Gnomo and El Grimlock, from the 2019 Street Fighter Pin-up Special, ©Udon Entertainment

“Let’s go, Guile! Quit arsing around with that engine and get us moving, yeah?”

What did she think he was doing? The massive colonel reached up, wiping the sweat from his golden brow with powerful forearm muscles. He glanced up at the fierce woman perched on their VW van, casually waving her firm legs over the passenger side roof and licking her ice cream cone. The way she looked up there, braided blonde hair glistening in the sun, camouflage print bikini wrapped tightly around her curves, you never would have guessed she belonged to this ragtag bunch of martial artists stranded on a SoCal freeway.

On any other day, Guile would have found Cammy White to be the model of effortless beauty and tactical efficiency, but today, she was just plain annoying.

“Well, maybe if we all pulled our weight around here,” he grumbled, twisting yet another cap in his mission to revive the van.

Cammy scoffed, but he could tell she was actually taunting him with that warped sense of humor she had. “Rude. My weight is not the issue here, soldier.”

“Cute,” said Guile, wrapping the oil rag around his hand. “Still, can’t rule it out. Only so much the ol’ girl can take on a trip like this, especially when we’ve got a freaking sumo wrestler sitting in the cockpit!��

An enormous Japanese man looked up from the steering wheel when he noticed Guile shouting at him. Bobbing his head to the beat of his headphones, Honda smiled and waved at the furious American, missing the point entirely. 

What else was new? This entire trip had been a disaster—wrong turns, flat tires, missing persons. Well, that last part hadn’t been so bad. Leaving that arrogant Spaniard behind at the last rest stop was a happy accident, but if they were ever going to make it to the World Warriors Reunion on time, Guile would be shocked.

“Why don’t you have Jimmy help out?” asked Cammy. “He’s a pretty handy bloke, with all those heightened senses of his.”

“Who the hell is Jimmy?”

A spike of red hair entered Guile’s field of vision, followed by a strange, croaking voice. “Hi.”

“Jesus!” shouted the colonel, banging his head on the open hood. “What do you want, Blanka?”

The green man known as Blanka wore an unsettling grin, filled with pointed teeth. “Jimmy help wimpy soldier fix van?”

Guile winced, recalling the last time he partnered up with Blanka to get this hunk of junk moving again. He was pretty sure the spare tire still had bite marks on the treads, seeing as Guile had to wrestle it away from the wild man after jacking up the van. With that kind of help, it was a miracle they made it this far without another blowout.

“Not now, Blanka. Go spar with Mika if you’re bored.”

The pointy grin disappeared from Blanka’s face as Guile went to work. Out of the corner of one eye, he could still see the green man hunched over, sulking. As he checked the fluid levels, Guile felt his skin crawl as Blanka leaned in, sniffing like a beast.

The wild man hissed. “Juice...”

“Cammy, go get the big guy something from the cooler, will ya? He’s giving me the creeps.”

Blanka lifted his hairy hands, shaking them at Guile. “No, more juice!”

Guile stepped back from the engine, this close to letting loose a sonic boom. “Blanka, I swear, if you don’t get outta my way, I’m gonna—”

Before he could finish, Guile was shoved aside by the wild man, who wasted no time in grabbing the vehicle with his sharp claws and rocking it about with feral violence.

“NO!! VAN NEED MORE JUUUUUUICE!!”

A flash of white lightning blinded the warriors. Cammy flipped off the roof, her shapely figure spiraling through the air. Guile rolled across the sand and threw up his arms against the oncoming attack, but the explosive energy soon subsided. He looked up to see Blanka panting heavily, his large shoulders rising and falling as smoke rose from the front of the van.

Honda pulled down his headphones and turned the key, starting the van with ease. The sumo wrestler pumped a fist in the air, cheering to their success.

“Right,” said Cammy, shrugging her shoulders. “Off we go!”

Guile shook his head. If they made it to this reunion in one piece, it would definitely be a shock, no doubt about it.

You can continue reading "Summer of the Warrior" ficlets on AO3 throughout July!

[tourniqitty]

juuuuuuice *sips it like a capri sun*

trick or treat! 🧛‍♀️ i'm a vampire :3

JUICE POUCH

[just-antithings]

most anti fujoshi talking points are taken directly from terfs. Their whole idea being that trans men were just fujoshis that fetishized gay men so much that they wanted to be them. So anytime i hear anti fujoshi/anti bl stuff I look at them funny

People need to stop drinking the radfem juuuuuuice.

[starshine-cal]

Preds in person fans are just trend followers it would seem 😂 they have the light up boards theoretically after seeing Vancouver’s, chanting “juuuuuuice” after seeing Boston chant “tuuuuuukk” for 10 years LOL

(This is a joke I’m just chirping them)

[sad-boy-mono]

High School Casualties

Chapter 2/?

Word Count- 1,586

Master post with Ao3 link

Damien and Shayne were now 30 minutes through their second period of the day, parting ways with Courtney after the first. But, as always, agreed to meet up again at lunch with Keith, Noah and Olivia.

They only had 10 minutes left of class, and in that 10 minutes their teacher let them work on their homework. Shayne, working on science notes, took a look at his friend. Damien, sitting a few rows away from him, was staring blankly at his textbook for world history. His eyes glued in place so Shayne could tell that he wasn’t reading. Just... Staring.

Shayne glanced around the classroom, seeing if their teacher was nearby. When he confirmed it was safe, Shayne snuck his phone out of his pocket and held it in his lap so it looked like he just was reading a book. He unlocked his phone and went to Damien’s contact.

Shayne

You good? You’re just kind staring off into space

Shayne looked back at his exhausted friend. Damien jerked his head upwards as he snapped out of the zoning out he was doing. He did the same glance around the room Shayne had done, then pulled out his own phone from his bag. He turned it on and after seeing the notification, looked at Shayne briefly. He began typing, glancing around every so often.

Damien

Yeah I thibk so just really ducking tired.

*think

*fucking

Damn I need to learn hiw to spell or just type slower

*HOW! GOD DAMNIT!

Shayne stifled a laugh and looked at Damien with a smile.

Shayne

Ok just making sure ur not dying or something lol

Just be sure to get some good sleep tonight you dumb bitch

Damien

ooooooor I could suffer and try to nap during lucnh

Shayne

I mean you could also go to the nurse

u tired fuck

Damien

Well I’m not gonna do that so if u excuse me ima continue to stare off into space

Shayne

Well staring off into space is not a good substitute for sleep so you better get some tonight

Damien

Or wut ;)))

Shayne stifled another laugh. This time he was laughing at himself though.

Shayne

Or I’ll come to your house at midnight and make you sleep ;)))))

Damien

Like r u gonna knock me out with a bat or fuck me? cuz im down either way honestly ;)))))))))))))

Shayne laughed quietly to himself after reading that, and looked over at Damien. Who looked like he was also struggling to hide his laughter.

“I fucking hate you!” Shayne mouthed to Damien, who just blew a sarcastic kiss to Shayne.

Shayne

Ok but deadass don’t force yourself to be miserable all day. If you keep this up I’ll bring Courtney into the chat

Damien

Oh god plz no she scares me when she goes into mom mode

Shayne

Exactly. So be a good boy and get to sleep by 8 and eat your veggies 

and do your homework

That would be smart as well

Damien

But I don’t waaaaaannnnaaaaaa

Shayne

Ok you leave me no choice. 

Shayne went to the group chat that had all 3 of them in it.

Banana Man

@Court Bourt 

Deem

NOOOOO

The two stared at their phones, waiting for Courtney to reply. It took about 3 minutes before she did.

Court Bourt

What did you guys do this time?

Banana Man

Damien’s being a lil bitch. Make his sleep

Court Bourt

What do you want me to do? Kill him?

Deem

Yes

Banana Man

No!

He’s gonna pull another all-nighter on us again and be miserable 

Court Bourt 

Daaamemiiiiin

Deem

I’m sowwwwwwy 

Court Bourt

I will personally come to your house and make you some niiiice sleepytime tea. But little did you know it will be full of that extra sleepy juuuuuuice

Deem

DrUgs?

Court Bourt

yes

Deem

oh

please don’t

Court Bourt

Oh I will and don’t you doubt it

Deem

:(

Court Bourt

Ok I gotta go my teacher’s about to yoink my phone

Banana Man

oof

Court Bourt

But Damien, don’t think this is over bitch

Deem

Oh shit she’s gonna kill me

Banana Man

Good

Shayne heard a snort come from a few rows ahead of him. He looked ahead and saw Damien chuckling to himself.

Banana Man

Why you laughing bitch

Did I say something fUnNy

Deem

No youre just being a SILLY GOOSEY BOY

Banana Man

...

Bitch

Deem

Oh

That was kinda rude.

Banana Man

That sounds like a you issue

Deem

It probably is but fuck you anyways :)

Shayne giggled to himself quietly. Damien always made him laugh, even if what he said wasn’t necessarily a joke. 

Deem

Oh WhAtS sO fUnNy sHaYnE dId I sAy SOmEtHiNg fUnNy?!?!

Banana Man

No 

It is just you who is the silly goosey boy now

Shayne could see Damien chuckling to himself at the comment Shayne made. Damien turned to face Shayne slowly and subtly flipped him off, making him laugh once again.

Then the bell rang, and in seconds time the whole class was on their feet and packing up to leave. Shayne walked out the door and waited for Damien right outside the classroom. Once Damien walked out the two just stared at each other.

“You’re really fucking stupid.” They said in unison, which was followed up by boisterous laughter from the two. 

“JINXS you owe me eight- thousand dollars!” Damien said in between laughter, making Shayne laugh harder.

“God I WISH I had that kind of money!” Shayne said between laughter. 

“Imagine having money to do stuff.” Damien began walking down the hall once the crowd of people finished making their way out of the room.

“Well first you need a job.” Shayne said, following Damien

“Imagine having a job.” 

Shayne laughed at his comment. “You know you’re dumb idiot, right?”

“Yeah but I’m your dumb idiot and the only way you’re getting rid of me is if you kill me. And I think Courtney’s gonna beat you to that. So JOKES ON YOU!” 

Shayne rolled his eyes but continued to laugh. “You’re still a dumb idiot though.”

“Again, Shayne, we just went through this! I’m your dumb idiot!” Damien slapped his own hand for emphasizes. “And, also, you’re my dumb idiot! That’s how this WORKS Shayne!”

The boys laughed harder as they walked down the hall, getting a few weird looks as they did.

They continued to talk until Damien began to talk slower, his words we getting jumbled and he looked pale. He took one last look around before he began to fall.

“Whoa- shit!” Shayne’s reflexes kicked in and wrapped his arms around Damien, preventing him from hitting the ground. 

“Damien you good?” Shayne asked, getting a delayed nod from Damien. 

“Can you stand up?” 

“Y- yeah.” Damien placed hid feet fully on the ground and slowly stood up. “Ok yeah. I think I’m good.”

“What caused that?” Shayne asked, trying to mask the obvious concern in his voice.

“I-I don’t know. One moment my head really hurt, the next I’m almost on the ground.” Damien rubbed his temples in an attempt to sooth his head. “I think it’s just really loud in the halls.”

“Ok lets head in there then,” Shayne point to the bathroom not to far down the hall. Damien nodded in agreeance. 

The two boys walked down the hall, Shayne keeping a subtle hand on Damien’s shoulder in case of another spill. Damien was running a hand through his hair to try and stable himself.

The two took a quick turn into the bathroom. Damien went to lean against the wall in between two sinks. Shayne dug through his bag and pulled out his water bottle.

“Here,” he passed it to Damien “drink up bitch.”

“Wow is that anyway to talk to your friend who could be dying? No I don’t think so!” Damien sarcastically said, then took a drink of the water.

“I friggen hate you!” Shayne chuckled, pulling paper towels from the dispenser and running them under the sink with cold water.

“What you doin there baby boy?” Damien said in between drinks.

“This,” Shayne took the paper towels and placed them on Damien’s forehead after ringing them out. “I don’t know how much it’ll help, but we gotta do what we can to prepare for the long journey to the nurses office.”

Damien snorted at Shayne’s exaggeration. “Oh yeah I guess I should go to the nurse shouldn’t I?”

“YeAh I think that’d be smart!”

“Also I’m sorry, but I’m gonna drink all your water.” Damien punctuated with another drink.

“oH nO nOt My wAtEr! Dude drink it. Drink it all! Hell, I will get you and your sleep deprived, dehydrated ass another bottle of water.” Damien snorted at his statement, only slightly choking on the water

“You good?” Shayne asked with an amused smirk on his face.

“Yeah, you’re just a dumb lil man who makes dumb lil man jokes.” Damien teases, receiving one middle finger from Shayne. 

“Hey man, that’s just unnecessary.” Damien said, flipping off Shayne as he did. The two looked at each other and began snickering.

“Oh god,” Shayne said with a sigh, “Let’s get you to the nurse.”

“Oh you’re trying to get rid of me now? Well I’m not going down that easily! Take that!” Damien gently slapped Shayne with the wet paper towel that had been on his forehead.

Shayne stood there, mildly stunned.

“Let’s go to the nurse now.”

“Ok.”

[artistic-writer]

Gin and juuuuuuice

[mgrzelcyk]

juuuuuuice

[jaeyleo]

good lord i want fruit punch rn gosh heck gimmie dat good juuuuuuice !!