#kicking my heelies

[old-man-hell]

finding out your new favourite has crooked teeth...🙏🙏🙏

[platypusisnotonfire]

The post i recently reblogged about the Romeo and Juliet with heelys in reminded me of the way I got my first heelys.

It was when we lived in the states (NYC area) and my mother had a drs appointment that was going to take at least an hour. I was 8, and allowed to either stay in the waiting room or go to the rooftop garden, but that was all.

At the age of eight I had gotten my first job that paid like, appreciable money (I worked for the family business for five dollars an hour prior to this but got a job with a friend of the family pulling 100 dollars a week doing two nights of office cleaning with them. Yea, child labor. Not the point of my funny story tho. I liked my money. I’m honestly not mad about it.)

So I had cash.

And damn I wanted heelys.

So I illicitly left the building and walked six blocks to the closest Modell’s (gotta go to mo’s) and bought my gorgeous heelys for 30 big bucks.

At this age I had taken to carting around a huge messenger bag for all my books and I had premeditated this excursion and packed an empty box in the bag to make it look full, chucked that in a crosswalk garbage bin and carried the shoebox back.

Not questioned by the mother. None the wiser I had left.

No one was awake to see me leave for school wearing them and no one was home to see me come home wearing them and I got away with this for literal years (I had had a fairly large growth spurt at 8 and bought two sizes too big so they fit for ages)

[contamination-zone]

Hiding Spot

[UTMV FIC] Contains: platonic Fresh & Nightmare, cuddling, possessive Nightmare, [~1,500 words]

He rose with an annoyed groan. Pests, in his castle… one of those incompetent fools would be punished for this. Perhaps he could skewer the creature and leave it before their door. He pulled back his chair with one quick movement, tentacle raised and ready to strike, only to find a different type of pest hiding there. Shoved into the corner, much too big for the small space, Fresh.

Fic under cut! or on AO3

Creaking in the dark was what woke him. Scrabbling, like a rat.

He rose with an annoyed groan. Pests, in his castle… one of those incompetent fools would be punished for this. Perhaps he could skewer the creature and leave it before their door. 

Foot steps silent as he made his way to his desk, the one he kept in his room when he didn’t want to work in his office. Smaller, but still much too nice to have some rodent trying to make a home in it. His mouth curled at the thought.

He pulled back his chair with one quick movement, tentacle raised and ready to strike, only to find a different type of pest hiding there.

Shoved into the corner, much too big for the small space, Fresh.

He blinked his eyes. Bringing a hand to his face, he tried to wipe the last dregs of sleep from them. That was… he was seeing it right.

“What are you doing here…?”

It didn’t move, uncharacteristically quiet. Worryingly so, if he was any other monster.

“Answer me.” He growled. A tentacle moved closer, snaking around its ankle, ready to pull it out from its hiding place.

That seemed to finally shock it out of its stupor, [one he was beginning to think was sleep] and make it flinch. Harshly.

Fresh’s glasses, which had been blank until that point, flashed a few symbols he couldn’t quite catch before settling on “wassup.”

“Nightmare! How’s it hanging?” It’s voice was squeaky and loud, compensating for the tiredness that seemed to dwell under the surface. It shifted a bit under the desk, seemingly trying to catch its bearings. “Fancy seeing you here…”

He gave it a flat look. “Yes.”

It laughed nervously. It must have felt his restraint. Seeming to have at least a little logic in its empty skull, it didn’t pull him off.

The parasite didn’t offer anymore explanation, just engaging in a staring contest with him. He gave its ankle a warning tug, pulling it half-way out from its “hiding spot.” He would not be humoring its games.

A squeaky noise and almost desperate scrambling was his reward, the creature seeming almost desperate to stay in ifs hiding place. In pity alone he let his grip go slack again. The warning was clear, however.

“Think you could let me in your crib for a tad, bro? Just ah… just until morning.”

Searching it up and down for the cause of such a strange request, he took a closer look at its appearance. Its pristine coat was rumpled, little tears littered its pants and shirt. Mud crusted its heelys but he could only feel a half-hearted disgust at that.

A new snarl creeped across his face. Nothing could hunt his prey but him. This was… unacceptable. Z 

He tightened his grip once more and dragged it fully out from the desk and into his space. Ignoring its yelp and struggles, he categorized the rest of the damage.

“Wait hold on a sec my brotato-“

Running his hand along its arm he noted the way it tensed and whined. His tentacles did the same, feeling along it and seeing which spots got pained reactions.

“Personal space! Mind the merchandise!!”

It seemed only a few light bruises marred it, but still too much for his comfort. 

He kicked out its legs and left it kneeling with a single motion. Eye level, he growled, “who did this?”

It squirmed trying to get comfortable on its knees. Motions sluggish, it seemed it hadn’t left sleep behind fully.

“Watcha taking about bro?”

He squeezed one of its bruises.

“Ow ow ow- no- okay okay!!” It squeaked, giving in. It shifted guiltily, though Nightmare suspected it was just trying to look pathetic for him. “Was looking for something to eat in that dungeon of yours. That unradical guard you have didn’t seem into the idea of cannibalism though.”

Horror did this…? He should have assumed. None of his gang had been formally introduced to Fresh, even if they had seen him around with Nightmare. The idiot he’d given guard duty had a short fuse, and Nightmare knew the closest monster they had in the dungeon was a papyrus. If that’s the one Fresh decided to make a meal out of… he could see how this situation happened.

Even as he figured out the how and why, the annoyance didn’t subside. He would not tolerate his subordinates touching his pet. 

It shifted again, and he was once more reminded of its presence out of the hypothetical. He didn’t think it would tolerate him keeping it on the floor much longer, even if it did go to him for protection. [Internally, he was trying not to preen at that fact. Of course his pet would come to him for safety.]

“You got your answer. Be a pal and let me up?” If it wasn’t wearing its glasses he’s sure it would be batting its imaginary eyelashes at him. 

He considered its plea. Letting it go would probably be beneficial to its opinion of him, but… “and why did you hesitate to tell me?”

It stilled, glasses turning into question marks. “Don’t you complain about your lil’ posse always being up to this typa’ thing?” And he usually didn’t do anything about it, was left unsaid.

He tightened his grip, ignoring its wince. “You’re not part of my gang.”

“Yeah?” Confusion was wafting in the air, slowly replacing the fear. Not very appealing…

“That means,” he spelled out very slowly, “that different rules apply to you.” 

“Aw, am I your favourite?” It puffed up, though he could see through its facade. Anxiety was slowly seeping from it, freaked out from not knowing his expectations. 

He sighed. “No. You are just more useful to me unharmed.” That wasn’t wholly true, the negativity was more potent when it was hurt. However… if it was harmed it was more likely to run away, and that would render all this a moot point.

It seemed to relax at that, any established motives always putting it at ease. It was cute how easy to please it was. Maybe it was too ready to fall asleep in his grasp though.

It did go to his room to sleep under his desk… it probably didn’t get much rest yet. He wouldn’t be letting it get itself killed from lack of sleep, and he certainly wouldn’t be letting it sleep on his floor like an animal. Mind made up, he dragged it to its feet. 

“Nightmare?” It squeaked as he dragged it to his bed.

“You said you wanted to spend the night. I refuse to have you on the floor, so you’ll be joining me.”

Fresh flailed around a bit before seeming to give up on resisting, resigned to its fate. He knew it was a clever little thing.

He settled comfortably where he’d been before this mess, dragging Fresh along.

It was tense as it tries to find a comfortable position, eventually curling into a tight ball at his side. His dear Fresh was always unsure in bed, more used to sleeping in tight little hide-always than the open spaces a bed provided. 

The anxiety was sweet, and he brought the tense bundle of bones closer; tentacles draped around it, leaving it in a tight dark space. Relaxation slowly seeped into it, like a bird with a blanket over its cage.

It’s claws scrabbled a little at his chest, the motion almost digging. It would probably be more affective if it was actually in a hole in the ground and not in his arms.

“Settle down, pet,” He murmured against its neck, wondering if it knew how easily he could snap it.

It hummed, sleepy, shivering at his cold breath. The motion was undeniably cute….

He nuzzled against its vertebrae, eliciting a whine. “Lemmie’ sleep man…”

“Thought you were always to to having fun,” he teased.

“Tomorrow… tired, hungry.”

“Fine fine. Tomorrow.” He settled his face on the crook of its neck, pulling it as close to himself as he could.

It squirmed a bit, before settling back down again. The bruises must have been bothering it.

Tomorrow, he’d give it a new body without bruises. Tomorrow, he would deal with the fool who’d done that to it. Today though… he was going to enjoy this, having it in his arms and too tired to leave.

[padawansuggest]

CloneTok

Cody: my general and I told Wooley to act like we don’t know him to make sure he understands stranger danger

Obi-Wan: *comes up to Wooley and puts a hand on his arm* Hey there, kid, do you-

Wooley: oh god I just shit my pants

Obi-Wan: o.o

Cody: *giggling*

Wooley: *heelys away from the scene* my dads will kick your asses if you follow me

Cody: I’m so proud of him.

Obi-Wan: same

[pentacass]

-kicks down your door- well AKSHULLY neve doesn't ONLY eat fried fish. PROOF:

i think she's a really picky eater who likes her food made a certain way and fried fish is just the most convenient (and favourite) thing for her to have day-to-day.

anyway. peace out. -skates out on my heelies-

[a-big-chicken-nerd]

can we get more info on the movie ice emperor (i am sickly obsessed with the ice chapter and the ninjago movie. i will kill a man for more of the funny guy if needed)

WOOHOO OKAY im glad you asked i think about him constantly

first of all im open for ideas on what movie!neverrealm is like because im having a hard time coming up with anything but currently what ive sort of vaguely got is that its just more technologically advanced (not modern though) (like. mid to late 1800s-ish??)

vex is pretty much the same in personality except now hes british and is like a tired single parent

anyway ice emperor

hes not allowed to leave his throneroom and no one but vex is allowed inside the throneroom "for his safety" (its actually because hes so silly and un-royaltylike and vex worries no one will take the ice emperor seriously if they actually meet him)

he has a lot more energy than show!emperor and is constantly bored

internally watches his movie collections a LOT. from the outside it looks like hes just wandering around his throneroom and stopping to stare at nothing for about an hour, going over to a new spot and staring off again for another two hours

makes vex watch movies with him sometimes. ice emperors favorite movies are the star wars prequels, which vex also thought were cool at first but got sick of them after being forced to watch them like 45 different times throughout the years

makes tracks with ice around the throneroom to roll down on his heelies. vex will come in to a whole icy skatepark setup and the ice emperor will be like "crowd_cheering.mp3 VEX CHECK THIS OUT" and roll down a single ramp and immediately fall over and vex just has to clap and go "wow my lord that was so "sick""

vex HAS to hang out with ice emperor and try to keep him entertained or he will get bored & lonely and throw a fit and freeze everything in the castle

ice emperor is falling apart because he isnt made of titanium like show!emperor is, like whatever his outer layer is made of isnt handling the low temperatures and years of no maintenance very well at all. the armor and the mask is to hide all the damage . whether or not that makes him more or less creepy looking is up to personal opinion

he broke the Ten Billion Lumen Light in the throneroom on accident :[

and of course: BOREALL movie!boreal is a dragon but he acts like a big kitty. he is just lazy and doesnt listen to anyone except ice emperor and is usually lounging around on the castle roof.

will do what the ice emperor says but only takes the command as a suggestion. he gets distracted easily and takes shortcuts so he can be done and go back to napping

LOVES getting scritched behind the horns

uses the castle walls as a scratching post

he would LOVE the big laser pointer

the only time ice emperor can ever leave his throneroom is to go on the roof to tell boreal to do stuff (they always end up playing and hanging out for ages instead)

ice emperor makes big ice mice for boreal to chase around and catch

the ninja didnt have to kill boreal in this au. they saw this big wyvern displaying kitty behaviors and were like "oh yeah this is just like meowthra" and (very easily) distracted and befriended him. he got a lot of behind-the-horn scritches that day

im glad u guys seem to like movieverse emperor too because he just kind of kicked down the door of my brain one day and made himself at home and refuses to leave

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

🏳️‍⚧️Happy Pride From the Recess Class!🏳️‍🌈

Akuma Class

Science Kids

Austin A: Legally Blonde, but Gayer

Gender nonconforming, who has time to narrow down pronouns?

Does everyone’s makeup before Pride with Kendra and Victoria

Dyes his hair pink

Gives free haircuts, paints peoples’ nails, and dyes hair using spray-on dye

They just want everyone to look fabulous, is that so wrong?!

Dresses in only flag colors

Uses his mom’s credit card to buy binders for people

This is the only time of year he makes people simp. Not the other way around

And they are going to use it to their advantage

Dresses her chinchillas in drag

They. Look. Gorgeous.

He somehow escapes the Glitter Wars unscathed

Todrick Hall is her anthem

Austin B: Gaymer Gurl

AroAce and He/Him

Wears Croc Heelys to pride

He wanders off a lot, and it terrifies his boyfriends best friends

Brings Elizabeth III to every pride and dresses her in only the finest fashions

He buys her all sorts of pride-themed cat toys because she’s worth it

When people ask him on a date, Elizabeth III hisses at them

Casually getting adopted by drag queens after he casually tells them about his home situation

He’s granted entry to any drag house when he wants to get away from his “parents”. He’s got six moms now, and he will steal jewelry for them

He met a little girl with yellow eyes like him and she hugged him

All of Marceline’s songs are his anthems

Austin Q: Secret Mom Friend with Mommy Issues

Questioning & He/?

Tempted to put a leash on everyone

Especially Austin B because he won’t stop wandering off!

Austin Q: WHERE ARE MY BABIES?! Have you seen a little bitch in yellow glitter pants?! He’s a little ho, but I love him!

He supplies the snacks Austin T doesn’t make. He’s the main apple slice supplier

He also makes sure to bring apple juice. He just likes apples. “They’re good for you, Armsy!”

Cosplays as every redhead character- Penn Zero, Vicky, Melissa Chase, Mary Test, Black Widow, and more

He joins the muscle-flexing contests and wins a couple

Can carry Austin A, B, and T on his shoulders

Once again, everyone thinks the four of them are a poly couple

Austin Quinlan, Protector of Lesbians, Wielder of the Sapphic Sword, Kicker of Protesters’ Balls

Knows how to do a badass rainbow kick

Austin T: OUT OF THE WAY! I AM VERY GAY!

Gay & He/Him

Bakes all sorts of pastries for everyone and it’s pretty much the one thing everyone looks forward to

Seriously, this boy brings like twenty containers full of cupcakes, cookies, and pancakes (For the pansexuals, of course)

Not even protesters are immune to his cupcakes. But because he’s petty, they only get plain vanilla with no toppings

That’s how disappointed he is in them. Now they feel as though they’ve disrespected every deity

The drag queens, dykes on bikes, and just lesbians in general will kill for this baby

Casually name drops his parents any time a protester screams in his face

He and Jean reenact scenes from Phantom of the Opera

DJ threw a glitter bomb at him, and no one was safe

Wears Huggycake like a boa because she loves all the people, and she scares off homophobes

He met other reptile queers and now they’re having brunch

Lotta Jameson: Kick Buttowski, Queer Daredevil

Aromantic and She/Her

Gerard tinkered with her Vespa, and now rainbow glitter shoots out the pipes

Do NOT give her sugar. Seriously

She somehow sneaks onto floats

Austin Q: Lotta! Get down from there!/ Lotta: Be gay, do crimes!

Brings a baseball bat in case of transphobes

She has a shirt that says so

She did a bike jump over the protesters and dropped bags of glitter on them

Now she’s getting called Amelia Earhart by literally everyone

She got the aviator goggles and they’re pretty sure Amelia is a queer icon… Also, she sometimes goes missing in the crowd. She’s so short!

Austin Q: WHERE’S MY OTHER BABY?! SHE’S THE LITTLE GINGER BITCH IN GOGGLES!/ Lotta: Do you call all your babies bitches?

Kendra Anne Gunderson: Casually Spider-Man Kisses People… With Consent

Polyromantic and She/Her

Kendra is a bit of an icon

Known by all as “Hand-Stand Girl” because she walked only on her hands for the entire event

She has two drag queen uncles and her cousin is a beauty influencer in the queer community

Every time Kendra breathes, a lesbian meets her perfect match

Her eyeliner is on point

DJ lowers her down from buildings so that she can kiss pretty people… With consent, of course

Those two are always getting into some sort of trouble

They spray painted some transphobe’s car and put an egg in the slightly open trunk. It stunk up the car for days

When she’s not pranking protesters, she’s on the mom friend squad with Austin Q and keeping Austin B from wandering off

DJ Detweiler: The Drag Jester

Genderfluid, Bisexual, and He/She

Owns an assortment of pun shirts for every sexuality. No one knows how they come up with them

DJ: I came out to my dad./ Mason: DJ, NO!/ DJ: He told animal control he had a bison in his house!

Always accused of starting the Glitter Wars. She ain’t denying anything

As the name implies, he’s gonna prank the protesters and TERFs

So far, he got a TERF to sit on a whoopie cushion, tricked some dick trying to force himself on an Ace girl into kissing a frog, and made some homophobe think his foot went missing

Heads to drag clubs to do standup, and is probably gonna get a Netflix show when she gets older

DJ: Do you know the difference between a government bond and a homophobe? The bond matures.

Now he’s booked for seven shows throughout the month

He’s got a laugh like Sardonyx that makes people (Especially Mason) simp

Any time DJ laughs, a trans boy gets his soup

Austin Spinelli: Sneaking Out in Ballet Flats

Achillean and He/Him

Casually flirts with any guy he comes across

And he lays the Italian accent on THICK

Dresses in pinstripe suits and says he’s the boss of the Velvet Mafia

When he’s not in suits, he’s dressed in his ballet gear and doing ribbon dances

His splits are flawless

Any time Spinelli does a pirouette, a trans girl gets her wings

Any time Spinelli does a pirouette, a transphobe gets punched

When he’s got the time, and he always does, he does chalk art with the kids, and creates a literal mural

He’s always got time

The organizers loved his work so much, they commissioned a mural for a youth center

Knits beanies for everyone

Gia Griswald: You Ask, I’ll Tell

MtF Trans and She/Her

Her dad went with her to her first pride, and none of the protesters wanted to mess with the six foot tall military general war hero

Gets into flexing contests

Wears rainbow camouflage to every event

If she sees a scuff on your combat boots, she’s gonna clean them

Helped Gerard write his queer history book

In a club with other queer history buffs and they reenact iconic poses from history, but make them gay

She attended a military funeral with her dad during June, and the soldier being burried was a lesbian

Immediately, a bunch of freaks who probably stalked them went to protest. Gia flipped some bastard over her shoulder

Roger Raincomprix, the arriving officer, didn’t see a thing

She eats a crap ton of marshmallows

Victoria LaSalle: Queers on Wheels

Asexual, Bigender, and He/They/She

Decorates her wheelchair with all sorts of pride stickers

Rocks it every year in a crop top

Starts every glitter bomb fight. No one ever sees them coming

She’s just… She’s a goddex

Everyone wants to get a selfie with him. That’s how gorgeous he is

Out of everyone’s leagues

Teaches kids in wheelchairs how to pop a wheelie

Likes to answers kids’ questions

Kid: Are you a robot?/ Victoria: … Yes. Yes, I am.

Only Gerard has the privilege of sitting in his lap as he cruises through the crowd

Gerard Grundler: The Gay Genius

FtM Trans, Pan, Polyamorous, He/Him

He’s written a mini-pride history book with Gia. They got publishers lining up and everything!

Everyone is just so pretty

He bails during the Glitter Wars and takes cover in a coffee shop

Victoria’s gotta keep him from wandering off and possibly joining a cult because the members are pretty

Probably hacked into the medical system so people can have better access to hormones

Faints any time he sees Victoria in a crop top

Dresses in a lot of pride flag sweater vests no matter how hot it is

Victoria: Gerard, it’s ninety-/ Gerard: SWEATER VESTS RULE!

He builds robots to wave pride flags in sync

He and Rochelle protect the bugs

Mindy Blumberg: Opera is Gay as Fuck

Demigirl, Panromantic, They/She

Sings “Rainbow Connection” in an operatic fashion, and leaves everyone in tears

Carries Gia on her shoulders

She carries everyone on her shoulders, but mostly Gia

Will act as a human shield during the Glitter Wars because that’s how much she cares.

But the second Austin T gets his hands on a glitter bomb, she’s out

Hayley Kiyoko is her anthem

If you ask, they’ll hug you

Mindy gives amazing hugs

Everyone will die for this girl

Also, she’s weirdly poetic. It makes everyone wanna listen to her for hours

Is a pacifist, but she’ll give it to you straight if you mess with her friends

Rochelle Weems: That one person at pride who takes pictures of the protesters screaming at queer kids and posts them online for everyone to see

Demigirl, Polysexual, Ze/Zir

Brings zir Polaroid to make a scrapbook and blackmail protesters

Ze’s a rat, but a good kind of rat. The kind who makes sure homophobes and transphobes don’t get away with yelling at queer kids

Was self conscious about zir back brace until ze saw a drag king wearing a bedazzled one

Was roped into letting Austin A, Victoria and Kendra do zir makeup

Ze looked gorgeous!

Ze and Austin B share the good gossip with drag queens

In exchange, they get tickets to shows

Will kill for Austin T’s cookies

Just don’t let zir have too much sugar, otherwise ze will go crazy and start a cult based on cookies where everyone wears Cookie Monster bathrobes

It’s happened once before, and now ze’s under surveillance

Protects the bugs from getting stepped on and then places them in protesters’ hair

Ze saw this one guy about to take a swing at a lesbian, and promptly kicked him in the balls

Now ze’s got twelve new numbers in zir phone

Mason Ewing: The Most Organized Person At Pride

Bigender, Asexual, He/She

Brings a binder filled with horrific facts about conversion therapy to throw in the faces of protesters

Will talk the ear off of any protester about why they’re wrong about everything until they just walk away

Gets carried by DJ on her shoulders

Somehow knows where everyone is at all times

He teaches Rochelle how to walk in pumps and ze teaches him how to steal thirty candy bars

Brings sarcastic coffee thermoses

Paid Gerard to make her coffee maker battery operated, and now she brings it everywhere

She just pins an asexual flag pin on her tie and calls it a day. Though, if DJ asks, she will wear a pun shirt

DJ is the only one who knows how to make her laugh, and Spinelli’s taking bets on who will ask who out first

Beck King: Cosplays As Frida Kahlo

Nonbinary, Achillean, They/Them

The responsible chaperone when M. Grotke’s out of commission

Dyes their unibrow rainbow

Silently flirts with guys using eyebrow language

Cosplays as Clone High Frida Kahlo and the original Frida Kahlo. They just like Frida

Just casually flexing their muscles in front of hot guys, nothing going on there

Then the hot guys write their phone numbers on their hockey stick

Spinelli’s mentor in ‘The Way of the Achillean’

He makes crowns for kids

Any time a protester tries to attack them, they just suddenly disappear

People swear they’ve see men in black drag protesters away from Beck

Seriously, it’s like this guy’s got a whole security detail!

Alonzo Grotke: I Went to the First Pride, and All I Got Was This Brick

FtM Trans, Gay, He/Him

A well seasoned gay

Has a shirt that says “Papa Gay”

He’s total DILF getting hit on by every silver fox. He ain’t complaining, and they sure ain’t complaining when they get a look at his abs with that crop top

Seriously, this guy is ripped

The parade paused when one of the floats got a flat, and he just… He just made a whole bunch of guys simp by changing a tire, that’s all they’ll say

He’s the one keeping people at gay bars from getting roofied by creeps

Teaches meditation at the youth center

He gets hit on by the single dads, A LOT

Back in the day, he stole a police motorcycle and painted it rainbow. He passes out autographed copies of his mugshot because it’s such a good photo

His kids went to spy on his date with M. Monlataing and he pretended he didn’t notice

He passes mini water bottles to protesters since it’s ninety degrees out and he doesn’t want them dying of thirst despite everything

But, he does it with this smirk like, “Looks like I’m the bigger person here, losers. Namaste.”

[halevren]

Never Stop Blowing Up Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 4

I'm watching this 40 minutes late because. I had to help pick up straw bales 😮‍💨

HELLO ONE AND ALLLLLLL

dick out down a hallway

"ME AND DANG ARE SELLING BALLOONS"

Rehka looks so cute this episode I love that top

5000 miles per hour????

holy crap that's kinda fast...

Romeo Cruise

DAMIEN BANE. BARSIMMEON

omg kingskin x vic ethanol

Adrananananalanan

DOUG MEAT . IS HE HERE. IS MY BOY HERE

J KWON

It's La Familia baby

it looks so hot

With this second divorce, I can't stand you calling me old right now.

mother fucker I have to go help collect more bales. hold on chat it's 8:02 pm I'll let you know when I come back

8:40 pm.

PROP?

the moon is the night sun

I love all the sound effecta

"Did you lie to me?"

Dave Meat is Doug's little brother

Liana Diesel is so.... 👀

The Skulker

he's on heelys

DOUG MEAT MY BELOVED

YEAH I THINK WE'LL KEEP THIS ONE SHORTER

he drank green

punch him in the head with my GUN

what did you fucking want

when fighting doesn't work, bring out the kisses

so many threes

naws

BLEW UP

i love jacob

SPLIT IN HALF

kick you apart

It's 5 o'clock somewhere. All of his face

It's OVER between us

A LITTLE PIECE OF FORESKIN IN TNERE

EXPLODE

The funniest thing us Izzy not remembering NPC names

J KWON OUR SAVIOR

FIND MY FRIENDS

Everything happening to you is self administered

half of a supra to a tank

eject seat

DON'T COME IN I GOT IT

300 POLICE HELICOPTERS

BAD BUNNY NOOOOOO

J KWON AND BAD BUNNY

So much is happening

DOUGGG

I love Doug more than anything

yayyyyy 4 dead yayyyy

EXPLODE

LA FAMILIAAAAAAA

SHOT IN THE ASS

he punched it closed

yayyyy fireworkssss

jessica and jeff

FOR UNIFICATION PURPOSES

EXTRA OILY

that was one of the thoughts?

D100???

AM I ALLOWED TO SAY THAT? YOU'RE WRONG

"That was close" "that's not that close"

ID LIKE TO TAKE MY JET TO SPACE

STRAIGHT TO SPACE BABY

SKULKER

I enjoy the new game because you can see new rules being made

BLOW UP!!!

ORPHANS ARE SAVED

19 DRIVE

THE WALMART

"Dang."

[branches-in-a-flood]

Tagged by @vamprlestat , @elkkiel , and @hookedhobbies so let's kill some time!

9 people I'd like to know better

Last song I listened to: Blow by Atreyu. I've been on another podcast kick; the last pod I listened to was It Could Happen Here's newest episode. Which is terrifying FYI. All week they've been doing episodes on Agenda 47, so I listen in small doses before the fatalism kicks in.

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Typically sweet. Savory in bursts. Spicy often only if I've been crying or my sinuses are congested lol

Currently watching: people watching! Specifically watching someone spin a small child in heelies in an abandoned corner of the airport.

Relationship status: Two partners for now. Subject to change in the near future.

Current obsession: Sleep Token. Apparently III the most right now?

Who do I tag who hasn't done this yet? Uhhh how about @huntingteeth @lauratheghost @stellasplendens @theclockworkjudas @kaddyssammlung @cephorahhh @shatterthefragments @acherryghost @wispmotherr

No pressure, no expectations! Just a few people id genuinely like to see more of

[bisheepart]

Various Incorrect Quotes

Because I'm having too much fun with these

Gregory: I'm the kind of person who likes to think things through.

Cassie: Since when? I once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire.

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Michael: Why do you two look so mad?

Simon (Freddy Mask Bully): Sit down and we'll tell you.

Michael: *sits down*

James (Chica Mask Bully): This bench is freshly painted.

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*Cassidy, Evan, Gregory and Cassie being friends*

Evan: I should probably get home.

Cassidy: Nope, we've already got plans to get Canadians to kidnap you so we can adopt you as our brother.

Evan:... Canadians?

Gregory: It worked with Cassie!

Cassie, deadpan: Run, it's how I got stuck with these two.

*Context: Inside Joke between me, my boyfriend, and his family about Canadian Kidnappers*

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Gregory: Freddy took the wheels out of my heelies because they were "unsafe." Now I have to walk down the halls like a common wench, and I am livid!

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Charlie/Puppet, to Cassidy and Evan/Golden Duo.: You know what true strength is? Forgiving a person who isn't even sorry.

Golden Duo: We'd rather be springlocked.

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Evan: Just once, I'd like to get out of bed without going through the seven stages of grief.

Sammy: What are the extra two?

Evan: Denial 2 and astral projection.

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Cassidy, to the MC: Alright, listen up you idiots.

Cassidy, to Evan: Not you Evan. You're an angel and we're glad you're here.

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Cassie: So, you're my first real friend?

Gregory: It would seem so.

Cassie: Wow....

Cassie:... I've never been so afraid of a friend before.

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Gregory:... What are you doing?

Cassie, putting blue glitter eyeshadow from a children's Cinderella makeup kit on Vanessa's eyelids while she sleeps:... Makeup practice.

Gregory:... Can I help?

Cassie: Yes

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Jeremy: Good responses for getting stabbed with a knife?

Gabriel: Rude

Fritz: That's fair

Susie; Not again

Cassidy: Are you going to want this back or can I have it?

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*Alive AU*

Teen Elizabeth, to Evan: Do you think dad is going to notice I dyed my hair?

Teen Evan, looking at the bathroom completely covered in hair dye:... Probably.

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Evan: People ask me how I got Cassidy to be friends with me. I didn't, they just picked me up like a kitten and I've been stuck with them ever since. Not that I mind.

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*Alive AU*

Charlie: What's an understudy?

Jessica: It's like a backup actor. So if you get sick or something, they take your place in the play.

Elizabeth: Yeah, or if you go missing, or get hit by a bus!

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Mark (Bonnie Mask): Did you know that you could use a crayon as a candle? In an emergency, one will burn for thirty minutes.

Simon (Freddy mask): How long does it burn if it isn't an emergency?

Michael: What does a crayon even consider an emergency?

James (Chica Mask): I think being on fire is what a crayon would consider an emergency.

Michael: Everyone considers that an emergency!

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Susie: The floor is lava!

Cassidy:*helps Evan onto the counter*

Fritz:*kicks Jeremy off the sofa*

Charlie:*laying face down on the floor*

Gabriel:... Are you okay?

Charlie: No.

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Fritz: So, did everyone learn their lesson?

Susie: No

Jeremy: I did not.

Cassidy: I may have forgotten one.

Gabriel: Also no.

Fritz: Oh good, neither did I!

Charlie: *long suffering sigh*

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Cassie: Bye Roxy! Bye Gregory! Bye Freddy! Bye Vanessa! Bye Roxy!

Gregory: You said "Bye Roxy" twice.

Cassie: I like Roxy.

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Gregory: Arson? Oh, you mean Crime Brulee.

Cassie: no, no we mean arson.

Michael, possessing Glam Freddy: Crime Brulee.

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Elizabeth: We have fun! Right Evan?

Evan: I've never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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William: One day, we're going to look back on this and laugh!

Henry: I promise, every time I think of this moment, I'm going to come to your house and punch you in the face.

[alelathedragon]

Mario Princesses

I've been drawing lots of different Mario characters in my own style with my headcannons and I wanted to add the Princesses to the mixture. So here are me doodles

Peach is a Star Child, blessed by the stars able to pray to them for her wishes to coms true and more. Summoning stars down to aid her in battle, having the stars gift down power to her to smite enemies or Throw them across the continent. So I wanted to add a Star like feeling to her attire

Also she has the living umbrella bc yes

Rosalina is lowkey a goddess- or a demi goddess, so I wanted to make her attire more galaxy-ish. More magical, giving her a magical girl vibe. She got the Heelies 💅 she has a bit of weight to her but is happy with herself. Long braided hair, and she has a tatoo of a luma on her right shoulder

I really like the fannon takes of Daisy where she has muscle and kicks the shit out of people. She has more formal attire but would prefur to have her limbs be free-er. Skirt, flowing sleeves that are short too. Fancy punching gloves, she has on dance shoes with metal bottoms kinda like a tapping shoe but w more metal- short hair and tattoos of flowers bc she thinks theyre cool

[sharlmbracta]

CONTENT WARNING: everyone is ruined. Stereotypes everywhere. this shit is so bad it turns a whopping 360 it turns good

cherry-picking chapters are encouraged yes

arranged for myself the funniest excerpts from the funniest chapters i deemed so

if someone else somehow clicks to my horrible tastes as well. then uh. hell yeah.

Chapter 1:

“Zuko? What are you doing?” he asked upon seeing the prince loading up a dinky little ship that looked totally out of place beside the naval fleet.

“I’m going to capture the avatar and restore my Xbox privileges,” Zuko decreed. Shortly thereafter, the plank lifted, and Ozai could only stare in disbelief as the ship pulled away from the dock.

“Goodbye, Father!” Zuko shouted, waving at him from the deck of the ship as he grew smaller and smaller — further away with every passing second.

Chapter 38:

“THEIR,” Ozai screamed.

“WHERE?”

“AZULA’S PRONOUNS…” Ozai passed out on the bathroom floor.

“My God, his whole personality was in that beard,” Steve realized. “His whole ideology. The core of who he is…” He panicked, and it dawned on him what he had to do. “I’ve got to keep him drugged until it grows back.”

Chapter 45:

The door burst open, and Jet walked in, his mouth wheat rippling menacingly in the breeze. Zuko wondered about that mouth wheat whenever they encountered each other. Did he put the same wheat in his mouth every day? Wouldn’t it get soggy after a while? If not, then where was he finding wheat in Ba Sing Se? Was he at least washing it before he put it in his mouth?

“I’m telling you, these people are firebenders!” he cried for the sixteenth time since Zuko and Iroh had started working in the tea shop. The wheat bobbed in his mouth. Zuko had never seen Jet without his wheat. Why did he always have it? Was it like a pacifier? Did he just like the taste? Did he take it out to eat? Did he eat in the first place? Was Jet even human?

Chapter 49: Short Feng

The pair of Dai Li agents thrust Long Feng forward, and he fell on his face at Azula’s feet. She reached down and placed a hand on his forehead like she was about to Amon away his bending (seriously, did they just never explain how Amon could do that?)

Instead, a transformation took place. A blinding light shooting out from his body, Long Feng shrank and compressed like he’d been put in a trash compactor where he belonged. When the light faded, he was no longer Long Feng.

Chapter 51:

Suddenly, Ozai heelied into the war room, wearing shutter shades, a mesh crop top that said “my eyes are up here (only Steve is allowed to look at my abs),” and booty shorts that said “heelies to escape my feelies” on the ass.

“I’m so tired of formal wear,” he remarked, climbing onto the throne. Unused to his new heelies, he nearly tripped going up the stairs.

“Dad… why…” Azula groaned, covering her face with her hands. She couldn’t look. Maybe one day, she would be a powerful enough firebender to burst into flame on the spot just so she wouldn’t have to deal with this.

Chapter 3:

“Fire Lord Ozai is no more! From this day forward, I shall be known as… Fucking Fire Lord Ozai!” he announced, and the crowd went bonkers.

“Sweet, does that mean that I’m the Fucking Princess?” Azula piped up again.

“No, dumbass. I just told you that you get to be the regular fire lord,” he barked.

Chapter 4:

Without any warning, somebody kicked through the door like the beginning of the timeless masterpiece that is the first Shrek movie.

“Father, I have captured the avatar!” Zuko announced. “Where’s my Xbox?” He turned to the bald little kid lingering behind him. “Oh, yeah, Aang, meet my dad, and Dad, this is Aang. Where’s my Xbox?” he repeated obnoxiously.

“Nice to meet you, Mister Fire Lord,” Aang said pleasantly.

Chapter 14:

Ozai clambered to his feet, and held the noodle picture up against the wall, across from the pile of hay. “I think I’ll put it right here. How does that look?”

“I like it. I’ll come visit again, and I’ll bring real food next time. And I won’t make fun of you, either,” Aang promised. “See ya!”

“Thanks, kid.” Ozai cracked a weary smile for perhaps the first time since his imprisonment. Perhaps the noodle fanart would ward off the ghost.

Chapter 22:

“Okay, Silent But Deadly, do your thing,” Ozai commanded.

Silent But Deadly inhaled deeply, his third eye glowing. A sudden explosion tore the room into fragments, the deafening boom setting off car alarms and making dogs bark several dimensions over. Azulon’s guts sprayed everywhere. It was metal as fuck.

“What the hell?” Ozai screamed to make himself heard above the ringing in everyone’s ears. “That wasn’t silent!”

Chapter 24:

“I know you’re looking to find out what’s in the attic,” she said. “Your mother doesn’t want me to tell you this, but it’s her stash. It’s no normal pot, though. It’s a strain she cultivated herself called Waxy Meatball Frozen Zipper. She doesn’t want you two smoking any because it’s extremely rare and hard to grow, not to mention that you have to be a level 57 anarchist to use it to teleport like she does.”

“Use it to teleport?” Azula echoed. “That’s what all this was? So she wasn’t a hallucination all those other times?”

“She was real, all right.” June disappeared back into the rafters. “Ask her for some once you’ve thrown bricks at a few more banks. See you guys at dinner.”

Chapter 23 (cw politics(?)):

Iroh t-posed in the middle of the battlefield, levitating menacingly. Time slowed around him. He really hated to invoke his god-powers, but things were getting ridiculous. “Why can’t I just run my fuckin’ tea shop in peace?” he sighed quietly, then with a roar, he announced, “I DECLARE THE FIRE NATION TO BE A CAPITALIST-COMMUNIST ANARCHO-FASCIST STATE. AND I WILL BE LEADER.”

The fighting stopped. “Dude, all right, sounds good to me.” Zuko tossed aside the fifteen guns he’d brought out of his gun room.

Chapter 52:

Ozai was considering hopping inside to get a milkshake, but just then, the avatar rolled up in a slick black Mercedes. Aang flicked off his sunglasses, tore off his shirt, and slammed the car door shut. “Do you want to fucking go, old man?” he challenged him. “Do you want to fucking go inside and discuss this over a lovely meal instead of resorting to violence?”

Ozai wished that he, too, could slam his car door in a display of masculine fury, but the minivan door glided shut calmly. Ozai tore off his shirt, circling the avatar. “I will fuck you up!” he threatened. With all that fire burning, it was hot out, and he really wanted that milkshake. “Let’s settle this like men! Over a menu!”

Chapter 1:

“Wait! It was just a joke! I’ll give you your Xbox back! Please! Come home, son!” he yelled from the shore. “Please…”

A single tear slid down his cheek. If only he hadn’t been so cruel.

[winternallydying]

dude, if some fire guy named red talks to you, RUN THE OTHER WAY!!!

it’s okay [proud] i have my heelys *kicks feet and they light up*

[enby-ralsei]

pretend i know what words are

i would join in on william musical posting but i don’t remember any musicals can someone ghostkicks musical post for me

[sacredglitch]

time to feed the hyperfixation with some headcanons for the semi robotic person;

- After the roller skating incident, he took it upon himself to actually learn about skating and now uses it predominantly to move about. Bought a pair of those shoes with the kick out wheels and Heelys, of course.

-Since he, canonly, can pick up other universes and planets TV shows; to pass time he'll find something bizarre and tune out the world to watch it.

- Adding to this he makes himself close his eyes when doing so. Not because it makes him see things clearer, but because when he's focused on the show, he does not blink. Which unnerves the other Muppets greatly.

- This mother fucker is the most autistic puppet I've seen and I will die on this hill

- Also v body dysmorphic. He turned himself from a 'person' to a technobot for crying out loud.

- Y'know how people will stick their tongue out on poles during winter? Digit does it but to CRT TVs. Kermit has walked in on him more times than he can count just face smushed to the TV. Apparently he likes the feel and 'taste'.

- Stims with the coil cable on his switchboard if he's idling.

- Finds a lot of comfort being close to someone. But this can turn out to be a little much for some as Digit doesn't comprehend personal space most of the time. Kermit is the only one that's adapted to him, normally getting Digit to move back a little but holds onto his hand or jacket for assurence.

- Sometimes when words fail him, Digit will take out his head port and plug it into the nearest screen, displaying the thought he's trying to convey.

- If this dude was an actual human, he would be 6' something. He radiates tall slender man.

- Also 100% naturally stands with his hand like a t-rex.

- Flinches a lot and tends to make himself look unthreatening (this is somewhat canon, watch him carefully when Kermit loses his shit over the band practicing, or Gonzo yelling)

- Common sayings tend to pass over his head such as bite the bullet or right as rain. He will take them literally.

- Adding on that, he's had 'blue screen' moments where too many conflicting thoughts or tasks cause him to freeze. Such as needing to ensure the selected shows are working without interfering with the broadcast or similar situations. Usually a flick of his switch fixes him though he feels uncomfortable afterwards, almost like dealing with the after effects of a migraine.

- As much as he loves music and techno, he will happily vibe out to white, brown or static noise if things are just a bit much.

- Favourite dance is The Robot (naturally) but really enjoys The Wave too. Tried to get Kermit to do it with him but he just got the frog flailing his arms in response, implying his arms can't do it. Digit just blinked at him then reversed the dance back, unbothered by it.

there's probably more that my brain has yet to plop in but these are my favourite. I've also been thinking of a what if he was in the muppets (2015) and how he'd fit in...

[the-wardens-torch]

So I got the DNC artifact armor and I can't make any sense of it because no matter how you dye the top, bottom and headgear, they still have this obnoxious pink/purple gradient somewhere on them. After about 15 minutes of trying because I really wanted to at least make some of it work, I settled on… Whatever this is. I dunno, maybe he's an extra in Oberon's court in one of those hokey community theater productions of The Tempest where Puck glides around on heelies and Titania wears a quinceneara dress.

Cut spoilers and me thinking I'm smarter than I am etc.

The story was really starting to lose me when I got to Solution 9, mostly because I was suspicious of Sphene immediately. She kept evading questions and trying to distract us with her shows of graceful queenly kindness to the extent that she reminded me of one of the many white woman supervisors I've worked under. You know, the ones who say things like "Good vibes only!" and "Choose kindness!" and will tell you that your hair looks cute but never actually help anyone do anything.

I just got to the second part of Living Memory though, and its starting to win me over. The Endless have a depth and sincerity about them that I just didn't get from the Ancients or some of the other utopian types this game has presented. Its like they love their existence but feel guilty for it, because they know on (with various levels of denial) that their existence is very, very wrong. It just feels so… relatable? I feel like that's how just about anyone would react to being given a second chance, even if they knew it came at some horrible unseen cost.

Also, THE THEMES! Someone on YT pointed out that Zoraal Ja's second form in Everkeep has a sort of empty neck-socket with what looks like torn flesh around it where his Head of Reason would be if he were Blessed, which just drove home the point the game is trying to make with him and Sphene. He's ambition and forward momentum and destruction at all costs, and Sphene is preservation and stasis and the status quo at all costs. The two of them claim to have reached an understanding, but they are utterly isolated from one another, even if they use some of the same means to achieve their goals. Sorry my AP English essayist brain kicked in there. Something something working together finding that balance they could be like Gulool Ja or Koana and Wuk Lamat but selfishness denial etc.

Also, at first I thought it was really dumb that Sphene just left all those terminals unattended while she started her reboot or whatever it was, but then I thought... maybe she wants to be stopped, oooOooOOoOooohhhh. I have yet to find that out though.

So yes, I am enjoying Dawntrail more than Endwalker, and hopefully it stays that way.