#later dweebus

[gothicafish]

Trying to help offset some of the spoilers on here by sharing some theories (bc the spoiler was THE FIRST THING I saw when it got on here )

--crowley and aziraphale won't offer to help the lesbian couple across the street (I'm horrible w names don't come at me), but the lesbian couple will go to THEM for advice. And they'll just go with it bc how do you explain "oh yeah that's just my old pal crowley, yeah we've been buds since the literal beginning of time. We recently saved the world by rebelling against heaven and hell respectively." THATS STILL ROMANTIC

--I want the angels to come meet "aziraphales assistant" while investigating and talk to him face to face and then be like "nahh that's not gabriel"

--Bet you anything after aziraphale stopped the apocalypse Gabriel rebelled so hard he lost his memory. In my head that means he got so worked up that he fucking passed out and fell from heaven. That's why heavens like 'where this b go???" And also a fugitive apparently.

--also did we all just collectively forget Agnes nutters second edition ??? I mean I wanna KNOW what's in that. I know anathema prolly burned it but I mean don't you think Agnes would KNOW anathema would burn it ??? Agnes seems like the type of lady to have a back up so I hope that turns up.

--Also who is Gabriel's "one particular person??" There's only one person it could be right ?? RIGHT ???

--it would be soo funny if aziraphale asks who Gabriel is talking about and bc off memory loss he doesn't remember and he looks over to crowley the way starlord does in vol 3

--I don't know why crowley is in heaven I don't even have a guess. Like maybe I would if he looked like someone else but he just looks like crowley but in white lmao. Maybe he's trying to convince heaven he's been lifted ???(I don't know what the opposite of 'falling' would be in a biblical sense)

--maybe we'll see the mailman from s1 again I just wanna make sure him and maude are okay

--also It doesn't seem like we'll see any of the s1 cast except maybe madam Tracy? But I guess their story has already been told.

--also thought from season one, it hilarious that newt went on a witch hunt, got in a car accident, was found by some kids who took him to the witch and took one look at the witch and decided yeah I'm just gonna bag this baddie-gotta respect it

--I also had a theory from the first promo pics that came out that those lesbians from across the street TM were an angel and a demon sent to spy on aziraphale and crowley. But I don't think that now. But if it happens I totally called it.

I think that's all I got rn. It's not much or very good ones tbh just my little thoughts bc it's 3:14am and I have been chronically fatigued all day so if anything is worded weird or misspelled that's my excuse. Also if you got theories/funny headcannons lemme hear em. Thanks buds.

Good night, good morning or anything in between yall.

[buglover77]

Dude Atlantis is the craziest movie.

Imagine you’re just some guy with a hyperfixation and your dead grandpa’s ex boyfriend says he’ll send you to Atlantis, and less than 24 hours later over 100 people are killed by the robot lobster from hell.

You meet a really pretty (possibly immortal) girl and she actually likes you, the resident Twink Dweebus, only to immediately get yoinked into a commentary on capitalist corruption.

Your new girlfriend gets possessed by a sentient rock and is then kidnapped in a hot air balloon.

You slice open the Big Bad Military Capitalist and he turns into a crystal monster, which you graphically shred to pieces in an engine fan. (Yes, this is a kids movie.) The volcano you were all fighting in erupts (did I mention it’s a volcano?) but it’s fine because millennia old robots rise up from the ocean and stop it.

Don’t worry, your girlfriend is fine the rock gave her back.

[autisticlancemcclain]

Lance brightens at the clank of the old twisting lock, the creak of rusted hinges. He hurriedly wipes his hands on his apron, turning off the burner, and rushes out of the kitchen, beaming.

“You’re home!”

Keith glances up from his unlaced boots and smiles, exhausted. “Hi, sweetheart.”

Lance wastes no time in striding over to him, hand pressed to the centre of his chest as he kisses him softly, lingering. Keith sighs into his mouth, hand abandoning his laces to cup his cheek instead, thumb tracing the curve of his cheekbone.

“Missed you,” Lance murmurs, nose pressed to his husband’s scruffy cheek, breathing in the smell of his hair, his skin. He presses a kiss to his jaw, then another in the centre of his cheek, and then rests his lips at the corner of his eye. “So much.”

Keith’s breaths are long and heavy. Lance can feel the beat of his heart through his palm, slow and steady and strong. He presses with a little more strength, dragging his hand along his chest plate until his fingers rest on the latches, pulling it up and off. He resists the urge to strip him fully right there in the entryway, to pull off every piece of armour and toss it carelessly behind him, tug down the undersuit until it rests around his hips, pressing his palms to the flat of his chest, his thumb into the divot of his clavicle. To feel the rise and fall of his chest and every beat of his heart in every ridge of his fingertips, no space between them.

He curls his hands into fists, tucking them in his pockets. He lets Keith’s hands come up to cradle the back of his skull, guiding him until his forehead is pressed to his shoulder, moving with every inhale of his lungs. Lance paces his own breathing to match him.

They’ll do that later.

“God, I missed you,” Keith murmurs, thumbs brushing the back of his neck so lightly he shivers. “I hate Blade only missions. I should quit.”

“You should,” Lance agrees, but they both know that he won’t. Not when there’s so much he can do, so many he can help. It’s not even that bad, usually. It can even be fun when Lance is allowed to tag along, when he’s not pulled on some diplomatic mission in the opposite direction, when they’re schedules line up and they’re back to back again, samurai and sharp-shooter, the black paladin and his right hand.

But the separate missions are where it hurts.

“I thought you weren’t due back for another three days.”

“We wrapped things up this morning, but Kolivan let me go home early, said I could do the paperwork at home. Feeling generous, I guess.”

Lance hides his smile in the crook of his neck. Wanted to avoid a Keith-shaped tantrum, more likely.

“I guess.”

Keith kisses his temple, squeezing Lance’s hip before gently pulling away. Lance doesn’t even try to pretend not to pout. The Hunk that lives in his head gags. Lance ignores him happily.

“I’m gonna go shower,” he says, inclining his head to their bedroom. “We can sit together for a while after? Watch a movie, or something. I don’t have energy for much else.”

Lance smiles softly, leaning up to kiss him again. “Yeah. I was making dinner, I’ll be done by the time you’re out. Wanna watch Planet Earth: Antarctica so you can cry about baby penguins again?”

“…Yes.”

“Good.” He pats Keith’s rear playfully. “Off you go, dweebus. Don’t take long.”

He smiles as he watches him rush off, heading back to the kitchen to finish setting them up for the night.

[commanderfloppy]

Oooh, how about Tori and Logan? They're both of Ascalonian descent, could be fun to think about!

Ohh this is fun to think about.

Honestly Tori kinda thinks Logan is a dweebus. Yeah he has his cool moments like when he comes out to defend shaemoor, or actually tries to deal with corrupt nobles. But otherwise he’s just too much of a suck up to Jennah, and also not really their type.

That being said the idea of them getting together is a very funny one, I can only really imagine them doing anything if Logan initiated (which would be hard since he’s a dweeb)

The only scenario where I can imagine them somehow getting together is if they were at a bar celebrating a recent victory, they both get a bit drunk and start giving each other backhanded compliments. ‘You’re pretty cool for someone who used to steal for a living’, ‘And you’re pretty brave for someone who sucks up to nobility’ and as they get more drunk the compliments get more genuine until a drunkenly confident Logan makes a move, and Tori (who’s in her slut era) goes ‘why not’

They wake up the next day naked and hungover, Logan is embarrassed, Tori is indifferent but thinks this will make a funny story later.

5/10: they would never work dating wise, but the comedy potential of them hooking up is good.

[sepublic]

I know we understandably freaked out when we learned Gus had a Bad Girl Coven T-shirt, but remember! He WAS there when Eda brought them up in the first place!

Plus, with Gus later sacrificing his membership in the HAS for Luz’s enrollment, ensuring Eda’s own hard work didn’t go for naught? We saw how Eda was impressed by this gesture, and she knows that Gus is familiar with her shirts!

I headcanon that after Something Ventured, Someone Framed, Eda gave Gus a Bad Girl Coven shirt, free of charge- As thanks for his little sacrifice! I’d even say Gus was the FIRST one to get a shirt, and he clearly valued it and/or the gesture enough to hang it over his bed...

Plus, I could see him being into Eda’s merch, given her previous collection of human garbage! I bet Gus treated the shirt with more reverence in the end than his HAS crown, so him and Mattholomule both got a piece of wearable merch at the end of that episode, that marked membership in a little club!

On another note, I love how between Dweebus and Goops, and Eda just refuses to say Gus’ actual name nor acknowledge it. But I think this is Eda’s genuine way of expressing affection for Gus, her cute little nicknames for this kid, and a tsundere denial that she knows him well, even though she probably has Gus’ preferences in consideration; Just like Luz and King!

[thatbeluga]

Wet Sock: A Rad x Elmo and also Quater Family Fanfic: Part Four

Part One / Part Two / Wom’s Chapter / Part Three/ Wom 2

“This soup is delicious,” Elmo said, taking a sip. “What... spice is in it?”

“Rosemary, thyme, and a little bit of pastel aesthetic,” Peach said. “Give it some sweetness.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you could do that,” Elmo said. 

“There are a lot of unexpected things here at the Quarter Estate,” Fuck said. They did the Signal to Beluga. “Such as... hit it Beluga!”

Beluga, who did not have opposable thumbs, was unable to flip the switch to reveal the reanimated parrots performing Mamma Mia: The Musical.

“Dammit,” Beluga hissed.

“Beluga, where are the parrots?” Fuck whispered, still holding their wings out.

“I don’t know, Fuck, where ARE the parrots?” Beluga whispered back, still trying to flick the switch. They dissolved into bickering as Zoe took over the conversation.

“So, where did you and Rad meet?” Zoe asked.

“Somewhere outside, Beluga was hella vague,” Rad said. “During the shitstorm.”

“Aww, that’s so romontic,” Misp said.

“Yeah, I made a comment about Rad’s wet socks, and we almost kissed, but then we remembered this is a slow burn fic,” Elmo said. “And then Rad invited me over to meet your lovely family.”

“Wom, don’t be a dweebus, say something,” Misp said, kicking her brother’s shin under the table. I think. I don’t know if wombats have shins. 

“What?” Wom asked, kicking Misp back.

“Hey, hey, kids, no fighting on date night,” Rad ordered.

“But Grandpa and Granparent are fighting,” Misp whined, pointing to Fuck who was currently holding Beluga in a chokehold with their wings.

“They are allowed to fight it’s their thing,” Rad said, as Beluga bitchslapped Fuck with his tail.

“By the way, I don’t think it’s been mentioned yet,” Robin said. “But um... what’s your name?”

“Oh, I’m Elmo,” she said. Wom, Beluga, and Fuck froze.

“Elmo?” Wom asked.

“Yeah, Elmo,” Elmo said. “Elmo is my name.”

“I see,” Wom said. He grabbed his sister’s hands. “Sibling meeting, now.”

“Hey, kids don’t-- aaaand they’re gone,” Rad said, wanting to facepalm. Not even halfway through the dinner and her family had embarrassed her. Not a moment later, Beluga’s tank tipped over flooding the dining room and sending him flopping onto the ground. 

As a very embarrassed Rad helped Robin and Peach pull Beluga back into his tank, Wom met Zoe and Misp out on a fancy, forboding terrace.

“What is it?” Misp asked. “I want to get back to my soup.”

“Mom is in trouble,” Wom said. 

“How?” Zoe asked.

“You guys remember how she declared herself the only god a few months ago, right?” Wom asked. They nodded.

“So what, all the other gods are gone. She’s the only one left,” Zoe said.

“Wrong,” Wom said. “The other gods didn’t die, they were just forgotten.”

“So what does... ohhh,” Misp said.

“Elmo is one of the forgotten gods,” Wom said. “Somehow, she’s back. And she’s dating our mother.”

“So, does she know?” Zoe asked.

“I don’t think either of them knows,” Wom said. “But they’re about to find out.”

[ewizard2k7]

The time has come, the time has come

Tis the time for me to return to my old childhood stomping grounds and conquer The Urbz: Sims In The City, once more... Central Station is always my starting district, i was a super edgy dweebus when i was younger nd the soundtrack has always fcked uwu i thought it would be a nice litle trip down memory lane and take my old route thru all the districts :)) I’m gonna b real with y’all, i completely underestimated yet again how truly hard The Urbz is to look at lmao.. im already expecting that a lot of the contents of it haven’t aged well at all, it’s already fascinating to replay this game a decade later with fresh new peepers always a bloody challenge trying to make a normal looking human man in The Urbz, one serious critique i have is the lack of weight options and skin tones..;;  CAS is uncomfortably limited in terms of customisation in the end i jst went with this pretty long faced young man and honestly? i think it works, he’s not looking so bad (much better than the sims my brother and i would make in this game as kids for sure lmao) His name is Homer Weiss, i didnt get any pics of his starting outfit, but i am truly hooked on this goth look he’s got going on rn so i took an embarrassing amount of screenies.. uwu

[smile-files]

melon’s comprehensive kinlist!

including name of character, source, image, short personality description, mbti, and then why i kin them! take your time to read, or don’t. i get it if you don’t want to scroll through an entire page just to psychoanalyze me lmao, have a good time

1. wirt (over the garden wall)

an angsty, socially awkward dweebus who nerds out over interior design and plays the clarinet. fears death. infp.

my first kin! for a month after rewatching otgw i desperately wanted to be him. to be like him. anything!! it eventually wore away but i still feel that urge sometimes - the urge to write r/im14andthisisdeep poetry and to distance one’s self from their siblings... and heck - his tape for sara is indeed just as awkward as he is but let me assure you that his poetry and clarinet are actually pretty cool. 9/10 i need to see him more. give me more otgw comics. ok thanks.

2. snufkin (moomins)

a philosophical vagabond of vague age. acts stoic all the time but can and will leave every social situation whether or not it’s humanly possible. infp.

after watching some 90s moomin (and later on moominvalley) i realized how much i liked him and how much i was like him; i soon daydreamed of myself, as snufkin, venting to someone. it made me very happy. i vibe with his general demeanor and ideals (minus his gripes about rules, i follow those by the book) and i love psychoanalyzing him. so fun. so fun.

3. arnold perlstein (the magic school bus)

overly-anxious jewish kid and certified expert on rocks and panicking. owns a pair of fire-proof pyjamas in a lovely shade of green. isfj.

you all saw this one coming. my early childhood lives in my mind rent free and such i can’t help but revisit arn and his character. i’ve always loved him (even in, and quite possibly especially in, the reboot) and i’ve always loved psychoanalyzing every single little thing he does (remember that one time he said he was traumatized? me too). i soon realized a lot of it was me projecting! so sue me. actually, sue miss frizzle. either one of them. i mean, if arnold really didn’t like the field trips he could’ve just filed a restraining order! ...just saying.

4. fluttershy (my little pony)

anxious pastel butterfly baby child. probably loves animals more than she loves herself. cries upon impact. isfj.

the pony i’d mentally point to and think “me”. i had like 10 fluttershy-related things growing up, like plushies or funko pops or that sdcc guardians of harmony thing. while not shy in the same manner, it was nice having a character i could relate to about so much! i cosplayed as her equestria girls form for my first comic con as well, so that’s pretty cool. in addition, me being a little lepidopterist means i was bound to love her. it was destiny~

5. lammy lamb (um jammer lammy)

socially anxious and generally anxious rock star who thinks literally everything is a guitar. has an emotional support girlfriend. infp.

man!! she embodies the feeling when you have to go to the eye doctor by yourself to get your glasses fixed or when you have to call someone over the phone... that sheer tension. the panic. the feeling of ‘i want to throw my entire being into the trash can’. but lammy has a bunch of friends to support her, so she’s cool. died by slipping on a banana peel! same, sister. and man would i like to shred on my ukulele now...

6. loser (bfb)

humble (screw bfb 21), supportive, well-loved cube dude who’s voice is like that of an angel. has an entire fanclub in his honor. enfj.

okay, no, i was never a cool kid or ‘popular’, really, but in school i was never bullied for whatever reason and was generally well-liked; i hung out with a squad of weirdos and yet the cool kids would often talk to me? and try to engage me?? despite my very apparent self-deprecation and awkwardness??? either way i feel like it’s such a blessing to me, that i have so many friends! i often feel like i don’t deserve it, but hey. it’s nice! and heck, back when i was on scratch i had a little fanclub myself :0

7. fan (inanimate insanity)

nerdy, friendly aspie boyo who subliminally vents via blogging. longs for stability in his life; was best friends with an egg. entp.

ever since i noted his aspergers-like behavior i became super attached to him - whether or not it was intentional, i found it nice having a character i can relate those feelings with. he’s really sweet and dorky and i love how he gets along with test tube, paintbrush, and lightbulb! it makes me really happy to see him whenever i do. it made me really sad when he was eliminated. what the heck. yeah i dunno i don’t kin him super strongly but i love him to bits.

8. spinel (steven universe the movie)

emotionally unstable clown girl who stood in a garden for thousands of years. patience of a saint. edge like an 11-year-old me. esfp.

uhh um uh totally wasn’t completely disturbed by how much i related to spinel after watching steven universe the movie... totally wasn’t reminded about how and why i hated middle school... totally didn’t rethink my life that day... that’s it. this is all i’m saying.

9. molly blyndeff (epithet erased)

innocent child who has a terrible father and a wonderful demeanor. teddy bear who needs a hug and a criminal as her new dad. infp.

epithet erased is adorable okay?? i knew molly was infp in the first few minutes... more precisely, i knew she was me. man!! i don’t relate directly to her angst but i still feel it. i can replicate her voice so accurately it’s scary. also, i coined a new thing -  ‘molly cake’! you have a chocolate cake, preferably with chocolate chips inside. use chocolate frosting and add little pastel star sprinkles! on top! my mom would make this cake for us anyway but then i realized it was literally just molly in cake form. and it’s just as sweet!

10. tommy coolatta (hlvrai)

a 30-something-year-old child who rocks a propeller hat. chose his last name off of a dunkin donuts menu despite the fact that he has a father. infp.

everyone loves tommy. he’s so sweet? and funny and loveable?? often times when i say something funny but bizarre, i just remember that tommy has said ‘soda helps you see faster’ and it makes me happy. if i’m going to be a weirdo i want to be the wholesome weirdo who loves soda and has a .png for a dog! also i legally have to kin tommy. i took a test for it (and i’m not complaining! i find it quite flattering).

11. twyla (monster high)

the daughter of the boogeyman; would very much like to boogey out of here, if you know what i mean. avoids people like the plague. infj.

seeing her role in the show and in the movies, i really love twyla? first of all, her voice is my new favorite thing. it’s like... gravelly? and soft? she’s the type of person who would very much like to disappear when in a crowd; thankfully, she literally can. i am drawn to any sarcastic, self-deprecating introvert who takes care of their bonkers extrovert friend (in this case howleen), as i often act as such myself. also the phrase ‘boogey sand’ will never leave my mind now :)

12. lapis lazuli (steven universe)

water gem who wants you to leave. cynical as all heck, sensitive as all hell. is there such thing as a gem therapist? just asking. infp.

in a similar way to twyla, i vibe with lapis’ sarcasm and wit as well as her emotional side. it can be kind of addicting, isolating one’s self. anywho, me and my sister used to do this routine of yelling up to each other this certain dialogue between lapis and peridot when peri was leaving for something (in which lapis replied to everything she said with dry ‘yeah’s); i would always do lapis’ part. i do reply a lot with ‘okay’ or ‘yeah’ or ‘cool’ to things people tell me, as i never really know what to say.

13. brad meltzer (xavier riddle and the secret museum)

shy jewish butterfly kid who absolutely hates time travel. attracted to people who know how to socialize like a normal human being. infp(?).

okay okay so... combine everything from arnold and everything from fluttershy and that’s basically what brad is to me. a jewish socially anxious nerd who loves butterflies and drawing. badabing badaboom, there i am. that’s it.

and boom! all of the kins i can think of, of course not including comfort characters like will byers from stranger things or isabelle from animal crossing. if you have any kins to suggest to me, i would love it! thank you for taking your time to read this, friend! have a fantastic day :)

[mowgliscode]

Tip Jar

This is my first time writing fanfic (or really any complete creative work) so constructive criticism is welcome. The main pairing in Robin/Tammy because I think it’d be nice if the lesbian gets the girl for once. There is side Harringrove but it’s sort of blink and you’ll miss it, though if this goes well, I may write the Harringrove sequel to this.

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Robin heard Steve grumbling as he headed towards the back, dragging the ratted up cardboard box of returned VHSs. Huffing out a sigh of annoyance, Robin turned back towards the front counter to hopefully engross herself in the stylings of Emily Dickinson once more. Unfortunately, her plans were once again interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing at the door as a new customer walked in. She proceeded to press her nose further into the seam of the book.

“Welcome to Hawkins Video! Let me know if you need anything,” She said. Luckily, the video store had a more lax policy for employees that Scoops did. Keith didn’t really care if she was polite to the customers as long as people were still spending money.

“Hi, Robin!” A familiar voice rang out. Uh oh… It was a very familiar voice. Robin pulled the book from her face.

“Tammy!” Robin’s voice sounded kind but her face did not echo the same message.

“How are you? I haven’t seen you since graduation!” Tammy approached the counter with that classic toothy smile of hers, plump lips stretched thin across her face.

“I’m good…uh, you?” Robin responds tentatively

“Great, actually! I opened up a business over in that strip next to Melvald’s?” Tammy gripped the strap of her bag and kind of shrugged her shoulders.

“The fabric store? Mrs. Byers was telling me someone finally bought up that space, I didn’t realize that was you,” She also remembered Mrs. Byers talking about how pretty the girl who owned the store was.

“Yup! It took a while but I finally got it opened! I was a bit nervous about opening it first but after the mall… you know… I figured now would be a good time since there weren’t too many other clothing options,” Tammy runs her fingers through her blonde perm, twirling a curl or two around her finger. 

Robin shrugs, “It is what it is. Might as well make the best from a shitty situation,” Tammy huffs out a laugh. Oh good, she didn’t scoff.

“So, I actually came in to look for a movie, it’s called St. Elmo’s Fire, do you guys have it?” Tammy asks, cocking her head to the side.

“Uh yeah, I’ll get it just uh… just give me a sec,” Robin replies, quickly running to the back.

Following the scent of cheap hairspray and flowery shampoo, Robin quickly finds Steve bent over as he restocks the horror section. His face twists up in confusion as Robin pushes him away from the box of returns.

“Hey! What’s the bi-”

“Shh! Sh! Shut up! Stay here and don’t go anywhere until I say so,” Robin whisper-screams as she digs through the pile, dropping VHSs on the floor as she goes. She pulls up the movie she’s looking for and runs back to the front.

“Robin, what the fuck?” Steve calls out after her as she makes her way back to the register.

“Right here! It just got returned,” Robin smiles as she hands the case to Tammy.

“Oh good! I was expecting it to be out. My cousin’s in the hospital right now so I really wasn’t looking to let him down,” Tammy’s grin stretches from ear to ear as her glossed up lips shine under the fluorescents.

“Who’s your cousin?” Steve calls out from the end of the aisle as he makes his way towards the counter. Robin lets her head hang as he walks up.

“Oh, I don’t know if you’d know him, he showed up in the middle of the year last year,” Tammy says as she digs in her bag, her thick eyebrows scrunching up in concentration.

“Wait, Billy Hargrove is your cousin?” Steve says.

“Yeah, do you two know each other?” She pulls out her wallet and hands Robin a crisp five-dollar bill.

“Something like that,” Steve sighs out, leaning against one of the displays, only to knock over one of the cardboard cutouts. Robin hands a receipt and some change to Tammy as he struggles to set Freddy Krueger back where he was.

“Well, it was nice seeing you,” Tammy says, scribbling something on her customer copy of the receipt. She looks up to Robin and drops the handful of change into the tips jar.

“It was nice seeing you too. I’m honestly surprised you remember me,” Robin says reluctantly. Tammy smiles smugly and rolls her eyes, eyelashes touching her brow bone.

“Of course I remember you, we did literally every partner assignment together. Hard to forget someone like you,” Tammy tucks the VHS into her bag with a wink, “See you next week, Robin,”

“Yeah, see you next week,” Robin practically whispers as she watches Tammy leave the way she came, the sound of the bell ringing out behind her.

“Well, that went well!” Steve congratulates, holding up Freddy’s arm.

“I’ll go get the packaging tape,” Robin begins to stalk towards the staff room.

“Wait up, what she put in the tip jar?” 

Robin hears the rustling of paper and change and she continues forward.

“Uh, Rob?”

“What, dweebus?” Robin snaps from the frame of the staff door.

“Dweebus? Really? You’re gonna wanna look at this, you won’t believe what she left,”

Robin sighs and grabs the packaging tape from off of Keith’s desk.

“What is it?” She says as she approaches Freddy. Steve hands her the crumpled receipt and in loopy sickly sweet letters, she reads what Tammy left.

Call me ♡

869-181-4291

Robin looks up at Steve with a crease on her forehead.

“You’re not gonna call her right?” Robin asks desperation in her voice subtle, but there.

“What? No, she left her number for you,” He responds as Robin crumples up the receipt in her hand. She huffs and tosses it out, shaking her head.

“No, if Tammy were gay, I would know,”

“She seemed pretty gay to me. I mean, I don’t know,” Steve pulls the roll of packaging tape off Robin’s wrist and starts to unravel it. 

“I’m not gay, but I think if she were into me, she would’ve looked at me like that,” Steve places Freddy’s arm to the back of the cutout slightly behind where it was originally.

“You’re not gay? After the way you were asking about Billy, I’m inclined to disagree,” Robin says poking Steve in the side and heading back to her station behind the register. Steve blushes before she leans down to grab her book.

“It’s not like that! I just… feel bad for him you know?” Steve puts the tape between his teeth and pulls, “And besides! You’re evading the topic!” He sets the tape down on the counter and brushes his bangs out of his eyes. “You should call her, I could see it in her eyes, the number is for you!”

“You could see it in her eyes? Need I remind you of our scientific discoveries? You suck at getting girls,” Robin assures.

“Whatever, but I cannot wait until I get to say I told you so,”

Robin rolls her eyes and turns her head back into her book.

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A week had passed since Tammy came in and things at the family video were just as boring as always. Robin was filling out a crossword puzzle “like an old lady” as Steve had put it. Whatever, it passes the time.

The doorbell rings again. Steve’s in the back helping another customer so Robin lifts her head, bringing the customer into view.

“Hey!”

Fuck. It’s Tammy.

“Hi,” Robin smiles timidly.

“How’s work been?” Tammy says as she begins to dig through her purse.

“Uh, good, nothing interesting happened. How are things at your store?”

Tammy makes a face as she rustles around in her bag. She makes a noise of dissatisfaction.

“Pretty good, I’ve been a bit busy with sewing classes starting up but it’s been going really well. Here!” Her face lights up with pride as she presents the rented copy of St. Elmo’s Fire. She could light up the room with that million-dollar smile. Robin takes the VHS gently from her hands, blushing when their fingers touch.

“You looking to rent any other movies?” Robin says as she flips through the clipboard to mark down item returns.

“I think Billy enjoyed the last movie, so sure! I’m not really sure what he’d like, do you have any recommendations?” Tammy leaned onto her elbows, over the counter. Robin’s eyes turned up a bit and could see right down Tammy’s shirt.

“Uh… has he seen The Breakfast Club?” Robin could feel her face heat up. Tammy’s bra was light pink.

“I love that movie! Molly Ringwald is so hot. I don’t know if Billy’s seen it but he’d probably be up to watch it again,” Tammy leaned back from the counter obstructing Robin’s view to her bra. “Are you okay? You look flushed, you’re not getting sick are you?”

“No! Just a little hot. Let me go get the tape for you!” Robin rushed off towards the teen movie section and passed right by Steve and his customer. She pulled the tape off the shelf from where she had placed it a million times to rush right back up to the front.

“I’m not in a hurry, hon.” Tammy laughs out. Robin’s face just heats up even more. Tammy’s already got her wallet out and she places the money on the counter. “You know, I always thought you had a really bitchin’ style,” 

“Thanks, me too. I mean- you have a cool style too not like-”

“I know what you meant,” Tammy grins. “Don’t be afraid to stop by the store, I’d love to see you outside of this place. You can just hang out if you want,” Tammy’s eyes shift away and she scratches behind her ear.

“Yeah, you too,” Robin says before quickly adding, “Like, for real,” She rings up Tammy and hands her the receipt. Tammy’s already got a pen out and is scribbling on the back.

“As much as I’d love to hang, I’ve really gotta run. I’ll catch up with you later!” Tammy snatched up the copy of The Breakfast Club and tossed the receipt in the tip jar again, quickly rushing out the door with the twinkling of the bells punctuating her exit. Robin is left with a furrowed brow and a confused look on her face. Did she fuck up? Does Tammy… did Tammy figure it out? Robin grabs the receipt from the jar once more and reads the note Tammy left.

Gimme a call?

869-181-4291

Robin crumples up the note and tucks it into her pocket.

“You good Rob?” She hears Steve call from the back.

“Never been better.”

---

Once again Wednesday rolled around and once again Ms. Tammy Thompson made her appearance at Hawkin’s Video. This time Robin and Steve were playing go fish at the counter, one of the many ways they’ve found to waste time.

“Hi guys,” Tammy announced herself as she walked through the door.

“Hey, Tammy!” Steve waved. Robin smacked him in the stomach. She stared at him like it would make him melt. Steve pushed Robin on the shoulder and continued on.

“How’re things with Billy?” Steve asks and Robin rolls her eyes.

“He’s good, I think they’re gonna discharge him soon now that he’s walking,” Tammy says as she approaches the counter.

“Really? That’s great! You should bring hi- Fuck!” Robin managed to get her foot between Steve’s chair and the counter and pulled it out from under him, sending him to the floor.

“You looking for another movie?” Robin said, leaning towards Tammy. Steve groaned from the floor.

“Uh… yeah, is he gonna be okay?”

“I’m all good!” Steve stood up and brushed himself off like he hadn’t just eaten shit. “I’m gonna check on… a thing! In the back!” He announces as he marches off towards the staff room. Tammy still looks a little suspicious.

“So, what are you looking to watch?” Robin asks.

“Do you have Girls Just Wanna Have Fun?” Tammy says as she reaches into her bag.

“Did he really like The Breakfast Club that much?” Robin said as she accepted the VHS from Tammy. They brushed fingers again. Tammy laughed out loud.

“Oh no, he hated it. He said my taste in movies was shit,” Tammy is smiling now with those same glossy pink lips.

“Sounds about right,” Robin starts to fill out the clipboard before Tammy reaches out and places a hand on Robin’s.

“Can I ask you a question?” She asks as Robin’s cheeks start to burn.

“Yeah what's up?” She responds as Tammy leans in close.

“Are you and Steve together?” Tammy asks accusingly.

“What? No! Never in a million years!” Robin pulls back from Tammy and finishes the form before setting it back on the counter. “Nothing like that. We’re just friends,” She finishes before backing off to pull Tammy’s movie from off the shelf a few steps away. She places it on the counter and starts ringing Tammy up. Robin can feel her blood start to boil. She should’ve known better. “Why, are you trying to ask him out?” Robin says, snatching the money from where Tammy placed it.

“No, gross, I was just curious,” Tammy refutes quickly.

“Really? Then why have you been leaving your number for him in the tip jar?” Robin accuses. Tammy’s face turns bright red.

“Fucking forget it,” She says and presses her lips together tight. She takes the VHS and backs away from the counter. Robin can see her eyes get glossy before she turns to the door and leaves.

“Everything okay over there?” Robin hears Steve ask.

“I think I fucked up,” Robin said, placing her head in her hands.

---

Robin really hadn’t expected Tammy to show up again. After all, she had said that Billy was gonna be out of the hospital soon, She’d probably send him to bring back the movie if he wanted a new one. Surprisingly, Robin was wrong.

Robin hadn’t heard the door open when Tammy came in because she’d been on break but her voice was the most distinguishable Robin had ever heard.

“Hey Tammy, need help finding a movie?” 

Robin heard the telltale smack of a VHS on the linoleum counter.

“No thank you, Steve,” Tammy responded snipply. Robin could hear the sound of footsteps on the carpet turn into the clipping sound of heels as Tammy stalked into the staff room. Robin looked up from her turkey sandwich guiltily. 

“You’re avoiding me,” She accuses. Robin swallows her bite.

“What?

“You’re avoiding me,”

“No, I’m not,”

“Yes, you are,”

“How so?”

Tammy lets out a heavy sigh and leans on the door frame.

“It’s 12:30, I’m on my lunch break,”

“12:30 is the same time I’ve come in for the past two weeks,”

“My shift got switched with Steve’s, this is my lunchtime now. That doesn’t mean I’m avoiding you,” 

“Then why haven’t you called me?” Tammy says disappointedly. 

Robin coughs on her lunch. “What?”

“I left my number for you, twice, why didn’t you call me?” Tammy shifts onto her other foot.

“I thought you left it for Steve,” Robin responds honestly.

“Ah,” Tammy replies, blushing.

“You wanted me to call you?”

“Yeah,” Tammy’s blush started spreading down her neck.

“Oh,” Robin can’t think of a smart response. Robin hears Tammy start to sniffle.

“Um… Billy’s getting out of the hospital on Friday. So, he’ll come in for movies from now on. So… you know,” Tammy’s eyes get that glossy look like they did before.

“Are you okay?”

“C’mon Robin, don’t act dumb,” Tammy rubs at her eyes, getting mascara smudged beneath her lashes.

“Act dumb?” Robin says dumbly.

“I get it, you’re not interested, I’m sorry for making it weird,” Tammy’s wiping beneath her eyes but it only succeeds in making her makeup worse.

“Not interested?” Robin stands up from her seat. 

Tammy laughs bitterly.

“Please just don’t tell anyone I’m gay, Billy’s been through enough, He doesn’t need people bringing up his fag cousin too,” Tammy’s words start to get jumbled together as she avoids eye contact.

“Are you serious?” Robin groans, “Wait no! I mean- for real? You’re gay?”

Tammy doesn’t respond, she just stares from her spot next to the door, makeup smudged across her face. Robin moves away from the seat.

“I had the biggest crush on you! I still do! I thought that you were into Steve,” Robin announces. “I thought you were still into him, that’s why I was acting like an asshole… I’m sorry about that,”

“You’re not making fun of me are you?” Tammy responds sharply, “I’ll kick your ass if you are, I’m not joking,”

Robin just smiles.

“You really are Billy’s cousin, aren’t you?” Robin approaches Tammy and pulls her away from the door, closing it behind her. “For real, you can ask Steve, I hated him when I first met him because you’d always stare at him in history class,” Robin proceeds to the window and closes the blinds behind the desk. 

“What? I wasn’t staring at Steve, I was staring at you! He was just the closest thing to look at whenever you’d catch me,” Tammy corrects her. “And don’t compare me to Billy, that’s just weird.”

Robin can’t help but smile. Tammy smiles back, shy, but still smiling nonetheless.

“You were jealous over me?” Tammy asks.

“Yeah, but it’s okay now,” Robin pushes Tammy up against the desk. Even with heels on and hair teased to hell, Tammy was still a few inches shorter than Robin. 

It was Tammy who leaned into the kiss first. Robin, of course, followed suit. It was inexperienced, and messy, and their teeth clicked together but it was still perfect. Tammy pulled back, placing her hand over her mouth, face still tinged pink. 

“Could you write your number down for me again?” Robin asked.

Tammy let her hand drop and nodded, leaning in for a quick peck.

“You didn’t give my number to Steve, right?”

“Of course not. He’s not allowed to call you anyways, bro-code and all that,” Robin responds, grabbing a notepad and a pen from the desk and handing it to Tammy.

“I have to go soon, my lunch break is almost over,” Tammy says, scribbling down on the notepad. Tammy leans up for one more kiss, tucking the folded up paper into Robin’s pocket before pulling away and heading out the door. Robin follows behind her, abandoning her turkey sandwich and her break. She pulls a random movie off the shelf and hands it to Tammy.

“Oh yeah, that’s kinda what I came in to get, wasn’t it? Cinderella?” Tammy giggles, examining the VHS case. She shrugs, taking it to the counter, pulling out the change from her pocket and handing it to Steve. She pulls a box of Twizzlers from the snack shelf parallel to the cash register and immediately opens it.

“See you later, Tammy,” Steve says, handing Tammy the receipt. She looks around for a pen before pressing a kiss to the paper and tossing it into the tip jar.

“Later Steve. I’ll bring Billy by next time,” She says through a mouth full of candy, turning on her heel and leaving as confidently as she came in. Steve turns to Robin grinning from ear to ear.

“You got something right there,” He says pointing to his mouth. Robin rubs her lips to discover Tammy’s lipgloss smeared across her face.

“Shit, I’m gonna go wash this off,” She replies.

“Oh, and Robin?” Steve calls out as she heads off.

“What’s up?”

“I told you so.”

Robin scoffs, tucking her hand in her pocket, pulling out the note Tammy left for her.

You’d better give me a call this time! XOXO

-Tammy ♡

869-181-4291

[flower-boy]

How To Train an Idiot

Part 1 

Part 2/?

CollegeAU!Hide Nagachika x Reader (Majority Fluff)

***Contains cussing, sprinkles of sexual innuendos, language, and/or themes–and overall idiocy (from author and characters alike.)

Short Chapters/One Shots

(AN: This is something I wrote back in 2016-2017 and has been sitting in my Drive forever. Minimal re-editing was done because it’s not meant to be a very serious written piece. Just for comedy and funsies. Enjoy.)

Side note, very short part, next part is longer.

A handful of sessions later, you find yourself comfortably lounging on Hide's couch, feet propped up on the coffee table like the place is your own. Hide paces the room while gnawing on his lip keenly.

"Wrong, again."

"This is hopeless," you protest, "You already know I'm not good at this!"

"Just try again. The very first Emperor of Japan was?"

"It's that Itoku guy, right?"

"...You're getting warmer," he suggests, trying to sound optimistic, but he ends up laughing at himself. He could never be the type to lie. You grab the nearest pillow and chuck it at him.

"This isn't funny Nagachika—!"

You are both interrupted when you hear the doorknob being fumbled with, and simultaneously your attention turns to an unfamiliar guy strolling right through the doorway.

"What are you doing home?" Hide asks him without even hesitating.

"My class ended early today, so you're stuck with me for the next few hours," the boy replies, sticking his tongue out at Hide. He's about to say something else snide before his eyes land on you sitting idly on the couch, and he freezes.

"Who's the chick?"

While the guy eyes you, Hide sighs as if it takes so much of his energy just to answer the boy's questions.

"Terada, this is _____, my 'student'. ______, this is Terada, my roommate. Now leave us alone—"

"So this is that history chick you won't shut up about," he says with a quirked eyebrow. You turn back to Hide with a curious smirk crossing your face; it's impossible not to notice the blush spreading across his cheeks, hitting ear to ear.

"You talk about me?"

Terada answers for him, "All the time."

"I let him know whenever you're coming over so he doesn't bother us, but that's it. Don't get a big head," he tells you defensively, offering his roommate a bewildered gaze. You peer over at Terada's face and he nods while laughing.

"Yeah, okay," he murmurs sarcastically and leaves you two to throw a few things in his closet.

"Anyways..." Hide rubs the back of his neck uneasily. "Back to stuff that actually matters."

He huffs the last part loud enough for Terada to hear and all you can do is chuckle at their apparent banter.

You two continue talking comfortably about the Meiji Restoration and Commodore Perry for what seems like forever...

Your phone lights up sometime later with a text from your roommate and you curse, "Shit, I'm in trouble. I was supposed to get dinner tonight."

You stand from the couch and rush to pick up all your stuff.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah, it's already 5PM dweeb," you argue and his brows raise in amazement. He glances at the clock and, sure enough, the hours have flown by faster than he thought. He frowns and feels that he's a little more disappointed than he should be while watching you pack your things back into your bag.

"I'll see you later," you tell him with a cheeky smile and head for the door to leave.

"Uh, wait!" he calls out and you turn to meet his eyes, "Don't you wanna go over the Bakumatsu one more time you before you leave...? We didn't really talk about Sakamoto's death? Or the way he—"

"It's okay Hide, I feel pretty decent about everything we covered. I'm pretty sure he won't ask us about it, but thanks anyway," you explain indifferently, offering him a small smile. Your feet proceed to move once more.

"U-um—" He can't help himself and grabs for your wrist before you can make it any further. You look back and furrow your brows at him.

"Is everything okay?"

"I... just... I really think we should review or something one more time before you leave! Just to be on the safe side, you know? Mid-term is pretty soon and this is a decent-sized section. It'll be super quick, I promise."

If you were being honest with yourself, it really seemed like Hide was making up excuses just for you to stay over with him a bit longer. You convinced yourself that most of the time you were just a nuisance to him, but maybe he did actually enjoy your company...? Whatever the reason, you give him a curt nod and agree to review one more time and one time only. The cute bashful smile that stretches on his face makes your chest swell and you join him back on the couch while he rambles on once more about the Bakumatsu. You make sure to pay very close attention to every excess detail his lips spill, just a little more enthusiastically than usual.

--

One lazy day in the dorm, you two are mulling over a paper that was assigned in class. While Hide scribbles away at his notebook, you start drifting off-topic, which was typical.

"Terada comes by a lot more than he used to," you hum quietly when you hear the aforementioned's voice talking with some other frat guy noisily out in the hallway. Hide blatantly rolls his eyes at the mention of his name. "Who knows dweebus, maybe he's interested in studying with us?"

"I doubt that very seriously," he mutters, "He's just being nosy, as per usual."

"C'mon now, you know what they say. Three heads are better than two."

"Here," he says and hands you his pen. You stare at it and then back at him confusedly. "Kill me with it."

"Hide!" you exclaim and slap his arm. You let out a goofy laugh that makes his stomach tie into flustered knots and your laughs mingle in the air while the doorknob jiggles a bit. The door opens a second later.

"Hey roomie," Hide sighs out without even looking back.

"Hi Terada," you also acknowledge him as he steps inside the dorm. He ignores Hide all together and grins at you.

"Oh, hey babe, you're over here today. What a coincidence."

You falter to respond at the candid pet name as a rosy hue spreads across your cheeks in reflex. Hide replies for you instead, grimacing into his book and writing a little more forcibly than usual.

"Yes, a very unfortunate coinkydink indeed."

[familiaanteomnia]

Hanging around one of the picnic tables; Victoria ranting about wanting an small hang out session. Nathan was slowly sipping on the soda can in hand and not really focused on all the various chatter. So of course he wasn’t the first to notice the person approaching. Piecing together focus when registered Hayden was greeting somebody. Early, was the word that first came to mind. Fishing around in his backpack for the candy bar he’d stowed away to gift later. Tossing it towards his brother; who caught it with a gloved hand. Immediately wasting no time climbing onto the table and sitting in a way that worked for the massive platform boots. “Well you have my blessing to hang out in the basement, at the estate tomorrow night- if that fits the itch.” Nathan wasn’t too surprised at the extended offer; little bit annoyed but their parents were probably still going out of town. Assuming the mystery reason for his twin to not be off at school- didn’t mean they’d decide to stay in Arcadia. Victoria of course lit up at the idea, given it would mean could be more picky about attendees and far more private than on campus grounds. Somewhere in the chatter he agreed that they all probably could hang out the next evening, but he’d have to see about supplies and things first. ------- Xav sat on the counter; while drinking the bottle of flavored water. Ignoring the brief initial look in his brothers eyes at the willing drinking of water. “Before you ask, I have no plans to join your little friend group thing.” Didn’t really want to be around that many people. Or risk the game of let’s play twenty questions assuming why the troublemaker is back in town, this time. “Okay, invitation does stand though.” For such a simple statement- it was saying more than had been put into the air. Yet neither of them dared address it this time. Gesturing with the hand holding the water. Fingers in a gun shape, fired at his brother whose eyes rolled in response alongside a little smile. “Noted but alas I’ll probably be like painting or something.” What he planned to do, had yet to form inside his thoughts. Hopping off the counter and groaning as the cotton candy flavored water splashed. “For conniption’s sake.” Taking the offered dish towel as the snickers started. “It’s not funny Nate.” Cleaning it up before tossing the dish towel into the sink; he’d deal with it later. “Sorry- just what the hell was that phrase?” “One of my new phrases? I don’t know it just spills off the tongue.” “Right, you’re such a dweeb.” “Excuse you it’s Aspiring King Dweebus.” “Dork.” “Nerd.” --------- After everybody left; they ordered pizza and started watching movies. Eventually Nate watched as Xav fell asleep mid movie. It had been the gradual fighting against it, waking up and then unable to help eyes shutting again. Getting up to clean up, put their meds away and grab a blanket. Leaving the movie running on the screen. He’d settled back in, was watching it when one of his twins hands emerged from the fabric. Hitting the couch back hard- followed by the startle awake., “Hey- hey it’s okay.” All Nathan’s focus went onto the wide eyed figure, tangled up in the blanket on the floor. Just giving him a moment to rub the sleep from his eyes and process. “Ugh- sorry, did I smack you or?” “No it was the back of the couch. Is your hand okay?” “Hurts a bit but I’ll live.” An yawn into the blanket fabric and long silence later. “Can I sleep on your floor tonight?” “I guess if your sleepyhead can make the trip to my room; the floor is fair game.” Some time later, building of a spot for Xav to sleep later and he was out cold again on the floor. Nathan gently brushed some hair out of his twins face before climbing into bed. Making sure the sleeping figure on the floor was within eyesight even when comfortable and drifting off. Wondering if he should have asked more; or addressed that it’d obviously not been a peaceful sleep for the injury and panicked awakening that proceeded it. Compromising that if it happened again that night he would. Otherwise it’d just tack onto the mystery that was his twin being home for well if he thought about it, just the weekend hadn’t been specified.

[catsnraincoats-archive]

[ID: Multiple screenshots fr Sarazanmai with text posts over them.

First shows Mabu and Reo with the back of one of the main three in the foreground. The post reads "My gayboy could beat up your gayboy btw"

Second is Toi with a just-shot gun. the post is "'fighting back makes you as bad as someone who hurt you!' you are living in stevens universe and I am living in mine. we are not the same."

Third shows Enta kneeling before Kazuki, followed by a screenshot of them about to kiss (in Enta's daydream" The post reads "hanging out with him inside my mind / we r holding hands rn. might kiss later."

Fourth is Toi on prison. The post reads "im going to jail for excessive cuteness and manslaughter."

Fifth shows Kazuki dressed as Sara Azuma. The post is "What's the point of being a boy if you can't even be a girl sometimes"

Sixth is of Reo ripping out Mabu's heart. The post is "Actually you know what? I DON'T want representation of platonic male friendships! Men shouldn't even be looking at eachother on screen if they aren't trying to give each other the hoover vacuum sucction. All men should be three lines away from kissing each other in all media nos no more bromances only gay."

Seventh shows Toi with a metal yard stick as a weapon. The post is "God I love 90's movie school bullies because all their insults were like "hey DWEEBUS! Me and the boys are going to kick your behind!" and then they would immediately try to commit a prosecutable felony

Eighth shows Enta and Kazuki about to kiss with Kazuki dressed as Sara Azuma. The post is "is it still yuri when two boys kiss as long as the boys are girls about it"

Ninth shows Toi and Kazuki across from eachother from the final episode. The post is "Hey girls what horrors have I missed" /End ID]

Sarazanmai + text posts (and one tweet)

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Book Tag                                                        

Tagged by @garglyswoof

1. Favorite book of all time?

If I pick one, all the others will get jealous, and anyway, with much hand-wringing I could maybe provide a top ten list of books that are very important to me for one reason or another, but picking one solitary favourite is an impossible task, and I won’t attempt it.

2. What are you currently reading?

Leucippe and Clitophon. It’s one of the few surviving novels of Ancient Greece, and it’s delightfully bizarre, and also features an argument about how gay sex is better than straight sex, but I’m not sure it can hold a candle to that one Roman novel that involved bestiality, a man getting his face peed on, and the protagonist twice escaping peril thanks to the timely arrival of some explosive diarrhea.

3. Have you ever considered writing a book?

Why yes, yes I have. It’s the one great existential crisis of my life, actually, thanks for asking.

4. Favourite series?

These are probably all going to be fantasy, because no other genre feels like you just absolutely can’t tell a story unless it’s 22 1000+ page volumes long. (If anyone wants to call me out here, let me just point out that there are 13 fics in that series, the first three are around 30 pages, and even the longest one is only about 200. It’s about 1400 pages altogether, which is like one and a half volumes in The Wheel of Time series or whatever. So THERE.)

Phedre’s Trilogy. I love Jacqueline Carey’s worldbuilding and the concept of a bunch of pansexuals running around doinking each other and playing dangerous political murder games.

Imriel’s Trilogy. See above. There’s actually a third trilogy set in the same universe a couple hundred years later, but honestly, I didn’t find it as compelling and didn’t read the third book. The first two are grand, though.

The Banned and the Banished. I read this series as a kid and it was dark and fucked-up and further proof that my parents left me to my own devices when it came to reading and really did not vet my books, because this would have made the TIMMY SHIELD YOUR EYES list for sure. The image of a naked woman parting her knees and a bunch of spiders crawling out of her vagina is still, for obvious reasons, viscerally with me.

The Deathgate Cycle. Another childhood favourite. Just a really good old school fantasy series with some great worldbuilding; I’ve been eyeing them again lately because I’ve been in the mood for some fantasy.  

The Chronicles of Narnia. I’ve made it really clear that I’m not remotely religious, so you’d think the overt themes of Christianity might annoy me, but these are just great stories, and honestly, I don’t find them overly preachy; I think C.S. Lewis’ writing has so much to take away from it, whether the reader is devoutly faithful or an unrepentant sinner like myself.

5. Book you’d like to read?

Sea of Darkness by Brian Hicks. This is actually one of my dad’s Christmas presents. It’s about the history and discovery of the H.L. Hunley, a submarine that sank during the American Civil War. 

Nicholas II: Life and Death by Edvard Radinsky. I spotted this at the used bookstore Friday afternoon and it immediately called to the obsessive Russophile part of me, so I had a flick through it and decided I must own it. Then I remembered that I was pretty sure I’d seen the Russian edition in one of the bookstores I use for all my Russian reading needs, and rushed home to find it. I did nick a copy from e-bay, so it’s now on its way to me, and, weather permitting, in about a week we will find our way into one another’s arms and I can read yet again about the brutal demise of the Romanovs and wring my hands over it, except this time in Russian, so with 3x the misery for half the price.  

Neil Gaiman’s The View From the Cheap Seats. This is a collection of essays on writing and creating that I’ve been eyeing for a while because Gaiman has such a great attitude about writing and seems like such a down-to-earth guy who probably has some great things to say about literature and the way it shapes us. 

 The Telling Room by Michael Paterniti. It’s about cheese. Also, Kelly’s descriptions of it really intrigued me.

And Quiet Flows the Don/Quiet Don (It’s literally just Quiet Don in Russian, but the English title is And Quiet Flows the Don, I’m sure because a lot of English speakers have no idea that it’s a river in Russia.) This is a massive War and Peace sized novel on the Don Cossacks during the turbulent years of WWI and the following Revolutions that I’ve been meaning to read for a while; I’m just waiting for my Russian vocab to catch up; I think I’m going to attempt it soon.

7. Favourite fictional character(s)?

D’artagnan, the little poncing YOU WANNA’ GO?? shit

 Edmond Dantes/The Count of Monte Christo, because I aspire to those levels of revenge but I know I’m far too impatient to carry out anything so glorious.

Magdalen from Wilkie Collin’s No Name because despite restrictive Victorian conventions meant to keep women in their parlors with a dainty cup of tea, she said ‘Fuck you all, I’m gonna’ steal back the rightful inheritance you cheated me out of through cunning and deception’ and went on to outwit a bunch of men.

Pierre Bezukhov from War and Peace because he’s such a great bumbling dweebus of a well-meaning Russian aristocrat, and I’ve always had a soft spot for him

Elizabeth Bennett, Pride and Prejudice. She destroys men with only her words; a true rolemodel for us all.

8. Book Ships

Elizabeth Bennett/Mr. Darcy

Sarra Ambrai/Collan Rosvenir from Melanie Rawn’s Exiles series. At one point I was so upset by something that happens to this couple that I actually threw the book across my room

Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett Butler; they’re both terrible people, and tbh I think Scarlett totally gets what she deserves in the end, but their push and pull is so entertaining.

Jo and Laurie from Little Women and, ok, I know it doesn’t happen, I know this book was published over a century ago, but I’m still salty about it, all right??

9. Pick up the book closest to you, open page one and write down the first paragraph.

The closest book to me is a Russian translation of Ken Follett’s The Pillars of the Earth, so I walked over to the closest available English books and picked one at random. It’s a collection of Keats’ poetry:

Now Morning from her orient chamber came,

And her first footsteps touched a verdant hill;

Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame,

Silv’ring the untainted gushes of its rill;

Which, pure from mossy beds of simple flowers,

By many streams a little lake did fill,

Which round its marge reflected woven bowers,

And, in its middle space, a sky that never lowers.

10. What’s the 1st fandom you were in?

I don’t remember ever really participating in any fandom related to books. I do remember when I was a kid getting pretty into an online forum dedicated to Quest for Glory (90s point and click fantasy game), though. 

Tagging: @sunoftheguns @terriblygrimm @goldcaught @maevelin @darthrey @hellsbellschime @samcarter34

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Water- Gus’ Elemental Motif?

           Screw it, I’ve already discussed elemental motifs with the other witches! Why not give my boy Gus some love, especially since he’s one I’ve been thinking about?

           I’ve discussed in the past about the idea of various witches in this show having elemental motifs… Luz has illuminating Light and Ice (the latter of which is reflective), Amity has defensive and off-putting Fire, while Willow has quiet yet sturdy Plants! I’ve talked about Eda being associated with the free-willed Air, as well as Luz by extension… And similarly, Belos could be associated with a blinding Light, but also a rigid Earth, as would Lilith- Also by extension! But then, what of Gus…?

           Well, the thing about Gus is that at first glance, he doesn’t really seem to have as much of an elemental motif as the others! This is unfortunate but not too surprising, he’s technically more of a minor character than the other Witches (save Lilith, whose motif comes more from her association with Belos anyway- On her own, Lilith doesn’t seem to have her own identity separate from the Emperor’s Coven, which is likely intentional on the writers’ part), amidst him having never cast any elemental spells!

          Nor does Gus have a particular animal motif that could be associated with his element, as with Eda, nor do we get a shot of his home or anything else like with Belos’ castle! However… If there’s a motif that Gus DOES have, it’s illusions! Specifically, mirrors, doubles, reflections… Multiple copies of Gus! His Pokemon team, as devised by Dana Terrace herself, includes Zoroark and Ditto; Pokemon infamous for mimicking others! And Gus’ most well-known trick is being able to create an autonomous duplicate of himself, and we later see him go full-on Shadow Clone Jutsu during Wing it like Witches!

           Given how Illusions are represented by Mirrors, this would hint at a motif of reflection. But, Luz already has Light, and I want Gus to have his own element; He isn’t Lilith, this kid knows who he is and is one of the most self-assured members of the cast! And it can’t be Ice, because again… Gus deserves his own element! He’s got too much of an identity, and Luz gets away with THREE elemental motifs because she’s our main character!

           But, you know what other element DOES reflect light? And is notable for casting reflections, that isn’t just Ice…? But rather, a form of Ice…?

           Water- I’m saying that Gus’ Elemental Motif is Water! Like Ice, there’s the ability to cast reflections… And the close connection between Ice and Water can tie into how Luz and Gus are the most self-assured and confident of our main characters! Obviously there’s also Eda, but she’s definitely got a lot of trauma and self-loathing under her belt as well, considering she outright dismisses her life pre-Luz as ‘meaningless’… That isn’t to brush aside the genuine insecurities that Luz and Gus face, but all things considered they’re pretty well-adjusted compared to the rest!

           Water is also vital for nurturing plants- Gus was the first permanent friend of Willow’s, the only person providing her consistent social support prior to Luz’s appearance… And while Ice CAN help Plants, it needs to be melted by Fire first! Luz can definitely help Willow at times, but she has to take the advice of someone like Amity –such as in Wing it like Witches- otherwise she can accidentally hurt her friend! But Water, as it already is, helps Plants grow!

           Water is also fluid; It can take on a LOT of different shapes and naturally fit into whatever container or mold it’s placed inside! Considering Gus’ penchant for mimicking himself and others, being able to hide in plain sight, this only makes sense. Not to mention, the adaptability of water as an element could potentially connect to how Gus knows who he is; He’s self-assured about his own abilities and openly proud of being a dweebus! Gus fits well into both a support AND leadership role; As seen with his brief tenure as President of the H.A.S., and later when he acts as MC for Grom and helps inspire King!

          Sure, Gus still has his own issues of insecurity here or there… But as I said before, him and Luz are among the more dependable members of the cast! Gus is very much a ‘go-with-the-flow’ kind of person. And while Water can sometimes be overlooked due to its clear nature and seemingly harmless disposition… Well, we’ve seen how terrifying powerful the ocean can be. Gus seems pretty small and harmless at first glance, but he’s actually one of the most powerful and brilliant witches we’ve seen in this show so far! And the motif of illusions continues- In the desert, there’s an optical illusion, a trick of the light that can occur, that will create a shimmering mirage… And because of the way light moves, this mirage can often be mistaken for a pool of water!

           All in all, I’m pretty confident with my decision… Even if it’s not exactly intentional by Dana and the crew, who cares? Accidental gold is still gold! And that leaves our elemental motifs at;

Luz- Light, Ice, Air

Eda- Air

Amity- Fire

Willow- Plants

Gus- Water

Belos- Light, Earth

Lilith- Earth

Boscha- Fire

           Though, given the relationship between Fire and Water, what would this say for Amity and Gus? The two haven’t really had ANY interactions… And Ice is arguably more antithetical to Fire anyway due to its colder temperatures, which fits with Luz being both the parallel and contrast to Amity, not Gus! With Boscha, this is a bit more obvious; Boscha’s more destructive, showing-off Fire is dampened by Luz and Gus, who are better able to stand up to her than most and aren’t nearly as fazed by her bullying as others. 

          Luz and Gus have a rather no-nonsense approach to Boscha’s tormenting and aren’t as impressed by her, compared to flammable Plants Willow. Gus’ Water is a counter to Boscha’s fire, though admittedly not as effective as Luz’s colder Ice. Luz and Gus know who they are and are content with this; Compared to Boscha’s obvious insecurity and desperate desire to be at the top by all means necessary.

[invinciblerodent]

I thought you would like to know, Taako has been confirmed as gay and Killian shows up later with a girlfriend! TAZ is very good I love it a lot lol

that my friend is music to my poor, weary ears. especially now, it's so good to hear that ❤️full disclosure, a couple hours ago I was a complete dweebus and I accidentally splashed some water on my poor laptop's keyboard (I'm on mobile right now, did everything in my power but I'm still going to leave it to dry overnight) and I've been pretty bummed about this whole Schrödinger's computer sitch I have going on because of it, so thank all that is good and holy for these good good fantasy boys.guys. TAZ is so good. even if you don't play, or know very little about DnD. it's like MBMBAM and Critical Role had a glorious, adorable baby and you are its cool aunt. or uncle. or i believe the suggested gender neutral term is "ommer" but don't quote me on it, the tumblr app is a nightmare to navigate alongside Google. either way, it's so good. I'm like 30 episodes in, and I couldn't have started more than a week ago.

[dragonlanced]

rough timeline: have an anxiety attack and pregame on vodka red bull. arrive and get wildly smashed. this guy promises we can platonically spoon later. (we do not.) at some point pizza is ordered and it is the best thing i ever ate EVER. i very literally almost come. party harder. there are gays there and i am so glad to be w them. i have the worst ever gag reflex so it's worrying that i have not been able to make myself throw up. go outside w friend and finally legit throw up some with encouragement. keep gaming; i'm not a pussy. eventually my friend leaves to get laid, and i watch some guys play some ea sports shit. then a very nice straight guy pulls out a futon for me and gives me his sweatshirt bc it's freezing in here and there are no blankets. sleep and wake up, still kinda drunk, to see that last night i drunk texted like 3 or 4 people, 2 of whom i should not have, like an absolute dweebus. i rlly want pizza and i'm exhausted but i'm wired and can't sleep now. i wish someone was cuddling me, for body heat