#like that would be stupid and get them in so much trouble

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

There has been requests about getting a full body colour for Kook!Ford, so here he is, in all his beige, white, and brown minimalist glory <3 (THERE’S A REASON WHY HE HAS SUCH A BORING PALETTE I PROMISE)

Stupid colour rambles that are WAYY too in depth and probably mostly far fetched but this is my AU and I get to pick how much over-analysis goes into the characters’ colour schemes, fuck you:

Ford:

Characterised by pale, almost pastel-ish colours to emulate a sort of sick, unhealthy look.

The paler colours add to the illusion of Ford lacking presence, almost disappearing into the background, to convey how his existence often ignored or dismissed by most of the townsfolk.

Without any visually striking or contrasting colours in his palette itself, his own features blend into one another, blurring the details and diminishing any identifiable traits that would have typically identified him as Ford, or even a person (<- if that mindfuck of a sentence make any sense)

Hints of yellow to show remnants Bill's past influence on him. Because I’m dramatic like that.

Fiddleford:

Deep, rich forest greens with golden accents (influences of Bill appearing in his outfit) (I need to hammer Fidds out a lil’ more ngl)

Stanley:

Deep, rich blues and purples (opposite spectrum of yellow, aka. Bill's colour, which means = safety to Ford)

The inside lining of his jacket is vivid red, to reference his original colours palette and as a representation of his past self being hidden underneath the layers of his predominantly blue exterior, colours representative of his new identity (also red = warm and blue = cold)

His colours palette will eventually open up into something warmer on the outside, veering into purple.

Extra notes on his character: Stan (in this AU) is colder and quieter than his canon counterpart. After years of being in the mafia business, and years of running it as well, he has long since learned to mask his facial expressions and master the poker face (*cough cough* resting bitch face *cough cough*). But, his intimidating and serious air does not serve him any favours when it comes to literally anything other than his “work”, his inexperience when it comes to emotions all the more apparent with the twins. He has trouble expressing his feelings outwardly, and despises this part of himself, because it reminds him of his own father. He feels as though he is failing the twins by being too cold and distant, and tries his best to open up more.

Mabel:

Maintains her original colours palette with pink, but has more hints of red in her outfit, similar to Stan’s, particularly around her sleeves (allusion to “wearing your heart on your sleeves.” Yes, I know that it’s tacky)

The red shows she is more inclined to trust Stan, as she is willing to see past Stanley’s exterior facade of cold aloofness to see his “true” colours (good HEAVENS that is disgustingly cheesy to say but idk how else to really word this)

Extra notes on her character: Mabel trusts Stan fully. Perhaps a little too much. She I dolises Stan to an almost unhealthy degree, and is constantly plagued with the underlying fear of somehow losing Stan’s “interest”, as their mother seemed to have lost interest in her and Dipper. Deeply fears being abandoned again, and believes she “owes” Stan for having adopted them. She believes it is her fault that neither of their parents wanted the twins during the divorce.

Dipper:

Maintains original colour palette with blues, but pretty solidly lacks red in his outfit. He serves as the opposite spectrum of Mabel, instead being unwilling to fully trust Stan and takes him at face value.

Extra notes on his character: Dipper does not trust Stan, and is far more hyperaware of what kind of “business” their “uncle” runs. He is mostly worried about Mabel’s slight obsession with pleasing him, and fears that if they don’t behave, Stan might use his dangerous power and influence against them. He is convinced that Stan had ulterior motives to adopting them, cannot fathom what he, a seeming stranger with all the power in the world, could possibly hope to gain in adopting two abandoned children. Even more so, when even their parents didn’t seem to want them.

[morgana-larkin]

Alright as it was heavily demanded, here’s part 2 to “Just Tired”. I honestly had no idea that it would get so much interest and so quickly as well. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

Part 1

Just Tired - Part 2

Warnings: Manipulative relationship, small amount of swearing, confused Mel

Words: 3.1k

Melissa gets home and lets out a sigh before she puts her stuff down and sees Joe on the couch.

“What are you doing home so early?” She asks him and he looks at her.

“Why? Don’t you want to spend time with me?” He asks.

“Of course I do, I-I’m just wondering as you’re normally still at the fire station at this time.” She tells him.

“They sent me home as there was nothing today but I’m still on-call. Where were you? Weren’t you supposed to be here about 20 minutes ago?” He asks her.

“I was driving a coworker home as she was having car troubles.” She explains to him.

“Playing the hero I see.” He says and she looks down.

“Was just trying to help someone.”

“Looking for praise or something?”

“No, just letting you know why I’m home late as you asked.” She says and he gets up and walks over to her.

“I know I asked you, do you think I’m stupid?” He asks her and she shakes her head.

“N-no.” She says and she backs up into the door and he traps her there.

“I really wanted to give you a hello kiss but the fact you think I’m stupid hurt my feelings.” He says and he turns around. She immediately reaches out and grabs his wrist.

“I’m-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” She says and he smiles at her and gives her a kiss before going back to the couch.

“What’s for dinner?” He asks her.

“Leftovers from yesterday.” She tells him.

“Can’t we have something else? The meal wasn’t that good yesterday.” He tells her and she looks upset at his comment before she nods.

“Of course, I’ll go make something else.” She tells him and goes to the kitchen. She goes into the kitchen and hears a show on the tv and she lets some tears escape her and she sniffles a few times before she stops herself and goes to the fridge to see what she can make.

“So do we have any plans this weekend?” Melissa asks him as they have dinner.

“I don’t know, it’s only Tuesday.” He says. “Why?” He asks her.

“No reason, just wondering.” She says.

“Was there anything specific you wanted to do?”

“No, just making conversation.” She says and he looks at her before nodding.

“Well how about we go to a bar to watch the game this weekend.” He suggests.

“Why do we have to go to a bar to watch it? We can watch it on our TV here.” She tells him.

“You wanted to know about any plans and then when I give you one you immediately shoot it down. Why are you being so controlling?” He asks her.

“I’m not.” She defends herself.

“You are.” He says and she looks down at her now empty plate.

“Alright we can go to the bar.” She gives in and then he gets up and gives her a kiss.

“There, now was that so hard?” He asks her and she shakes her head.

“No.” She tells him and he gives her another kiss before he goes back to the tv. Melissa sighs and then puts her head in her hands.

The next morning, Melissa is getting ready for work and then grabs her things and leaves. She’s driving to work and she’s stuck behind a bus and then she sees you running after it while the bus takes off and leaves you behind. She rolls her eyes and then pulls up at the bus stop.

“Get in.” She calls out to you and you look at her.

“What? Oh hi Melissa.” You tell her.

“Come on, get in, I’m holding up traffic.” She says and you quickly get in as someone is honking behind her and Melissa flips them off. “You realise that you would have been late even if you got on that bus.” She tells you and you sigh before nodding.

“I know, but I forgot to set an earlier alarm.” You tell her and she hums.

“By the way, about yesterday, I’m sorry that I snapped at you, it wasn’t intentional.” She tells you and you look at her.

“It’s alright, I honestly forgot all about it.” You tell her with a smile.

“I know, it’s just that…wait, what?” She asks you confused.

“I forgot that happened yesterday, but just so it’s off of your conscious, I forgive you.” You tell her and she stops at a red light and looks at you weirdly. “What?”

“You just forgive me, so easily?” She asks and you nod. “Why?” She asks and you tilt your head and furrow your eyebrows.

“Because there’s no hard feelings and it wasn’t that bad. I get that you’re a really closed off person and you don’t like talking about your life so you got defensive.” You tell her and you look at her. “Can I ask you something and it’s totally alright if you tell me to fuck off?” You ask her and she nods. “Are you not used to people forgiving you?” You ask her and you see her tense up. “Or not used to someone specific forgiving you?” You add and she lets out a deep breath.

“Yes.” She suddenly says. “My husband.” She adds and you look at her. You then nod and turn back around to see out the window as you don’t want to pry. “He always makes a big show until he even thinks about forgiving me.” She suddenly adds and you turn to look at her.

“Can I ask another question?” You ask her and she shrugs.

“You might as well just go all in.” She says and you chuckle.

“How often do you apologise to him?” You ask her and she thinks about it.

“Well whenever I do something wrong, that changes daily.” She easily says.

“And does he still make a big show even if you apologise?” You ask her and she nods.

“All the time.” She says. “Why are you asking me?” She asks you.

“He sounds a bit like an ass if you ask me.” You tell her bluntly and you see a small smile on her face.

“That’s just married life hon.” She tells you as she pulls into the parking lot. “He loves me and I love him and that’s what matters.” She adds and you both get out. “And one day maybe you’ll have a husband as well and you’ll know what I’m talking about.” She tells you as she starts walking to the school.

“Not really as my husband will be a wife.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“Well if you’re lucky enough to have a wife then you’ll know what I’m talking about.” She corrects herself and you smile at her.

“You know when you let yourself have a crack in your wall then you’re a decent person.” You joke with her and she shakes her head.

“Alright, get in the school.” She tells you and playfully nudges you.

“Oh Y/n, are you still having car problems?” Jacob asks you and you nod.

“Ya, I took the bus this morning.” You say, covering for Melissa and you see her glance your way before turning back to the coffee machine.

An hour later you’re decorating your door when Melissa comes up to you.

“You told them you took the bus.” She tells you and you look at her.

“Yep, I didn’t know if you wanted it on the record that you’re being nice to a newbie, it’s even dangerous that you’re even talking to one right now.” You say playfully and with a smile and she snorts.

“You don’t take anything in life seriously do you?” She asks you and you shake your head.

“Not really.” You say. “That’s probably why the kids are gonna love me.” You say with a big smile and she looks at you.

“Do you love working with kids?” She asks and you nod.

“Love kids, they’re adorable and the things they come up with are really entertaining and interesting.” You tell her as you tape name tags on the door as she’s leaning on the wall and looking at you.

“I can't wait to see how you teach.” She tells you and you look up at her and see her arms are crossed but staring at you.

“Well you know maybe I can learn a thing or two from a seasoned teacher such as yourself.” You say and smile at her.

“We’ll see.” She tells you.

“So I get a maybe? I’ll take a maybe.” You tell her and you don’t notice Janine peeking her head out and staring at you two.

“So I can drive you home again if you want. Unless you prefer running after a bus again.” She offers and you smile at her.

“I’d appreciate that, thank you.” You tell her and she nods.

“Love the crayon name tags by the way.” She says and then walks to her classroom.

Lunchtime comes and Melissa walks into the break room where everyone already is and she sees you in a deep conversation with Janine and Jacob while she walks to the fridge. She grabs the big bowl of leftovers from Monday and puts it in the microwave while “accidentally” eavesdropping on the conversation.

“So you went on a date with an older ginger a month ago?” Janine asks you and you nod.

“She was really hot but we didn’t have much in common. Which is a shame as older gingers are my type.” You tell them and Melissa doesn’t notice the blush on her cheeks when you say that, instead she focuses on putting servings on 5 plates.

“It’s your lucky day you kids. I had quite a bit of leftovers so here’s some gnocchi asparagi e pancetta.” She tells you 3 and also hands Barb a plate.

“Oh, that sounds really good and looks amazing.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“Did you understand everything I told you?” She asks and you nod.

“I took an Italian course as an elective.” You tell her and then you look at the food and take a bite. “Holy crap! This is probably the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” You say and you miss the small blush on Melissa’s cheeks but Barb catches it.

Lunch is over and you were only able to eat half of what she gave you so you pack the extra portion up in your lunchbox and then continue working.

You’re working on your lesson plan when Melissa knocks on your door and you look up at her.

“Why hello Melissa. Twice in one day? If I didn’t know any better I’d say I was growing on you.” You tell her and she shakes her head at you and rolls her eyes.

“Don’t hold your breath, hon.” She tells you and you quirk your eyebrows at her. “I just wanted to ask you if you really liked what I made or if you were just putting up a front because people were there? You can tell me the truth.” She says and you tilt your head.

“You really want the truth?” You ask her and she nods. “Ok the truth is that it’s the best thing I’ve ever fucking tasted! I mean you could be an amazing chef if you wanted.” You tell her. “I mean I’m having the rest of it tonight and my roommate is not getting a single bite.” You say to her and she looks down and smiles. “Why did you think I might have been lying just because people are around?” You ask her and she shrugs.

“I don’t know.” She says softly. “Thanks for telling me the truth, hon.” She says and then goes back to her classroom. You look at your doorway in confusion and wonder about Melissa. Some of her actions seem familiar with something you’ve read about but can’t quite place it. You decide to just leave it alone and continue your lesson plan.

At the end of the day Melissa locks up her classroom and sees you still writing down something. She walks over to your classroom and knocks on the door and you look up at her.

“Hey Melissa.” You tell her. “I know it’s the end of the day but I just need to finish this up.” You tell her and she nods.

“What are you finishing up?” She asks as she walks into your classroom.

“Lesson plan. I want to have the first month planned out so I don’t fall behind.” You tell her.

“Hon, take it from a seasoned teacher, you will fall behind, every teacher falls behind. And you shouldn’t plan so far in advance until you get to know your students, cause you don’t know what they’re like until basically the 3rd week.” She explains to you.

“I don’t even know why I was hired, I have no fucking clue what I’m doing.” You pout and then lay your head on your desk. You miss the smile that Melissa has on her face due to your little freak out.

“Hon.” She says and you turn your head to look at her. “It’s your first year and first time you’re doing this by yourself. Of course you’re nervous, I would be worried if you weren’t. But you’re gonna do great because you’re a good person and the kiddos will love you.” She tells you.

“You’ve known me for 3 days, you don’t know if I’m a good teacher or not.” You tell her.

“Let me see your lesson plan.” She tells you and you prop your head up and hand her the lesson plan. You watch her as she puts her glasses on and then reads it before she sets it back down on your desk. “This is pretty good and I know the kids will have fun on the first week.” She tells you with a small smile. “So come on, let me take you home as you have leftovers to eat.” She tells you and you smile as you remember the food and quickly get your things and follow Melissa out.

“Melissa.” You say as you put your seatbelt on and she looks at you. “You said you live less than a mile away from me.” You start and she nods. “Now you can totally say no but if I walked to your place, would you be willing to drive me to school until I get paid and can put gas in the car?” You ask her and she looks at you and thinks about it.

“Give me your phone.” She says and you take it out and give it to her.

“Why?” You ask her.

“So I can put my number in it and send you my address.” She states.

“Oh, obviously I guess.” You joke and she smiles before she sends a text to her phone so she can save your number to her phone.

“I’ll text it to you when I get home.” She tells you and you nod before you see the nickname she gave herself in your phone and you quirk an eyebrow at her.

“Really? Older ginger?” You ask her and she shrugs.

“Heard that’s what you’re into, so why not.” She says as she pulls out of the parking lot and you laugh.

“I like it, it’ll confuse everyone.” You say and she winks at you. “I can’t wait to eat the leftovers, I’ll guard it so well so my roommate can’t touch it at all.” You say and she smiles.

She drives you home and then you grab your things and get out.

“Thanks again Melissa.” You tell her and she nods.

“I’ll see you at 7am tomorrow at my place. If you’re not there by 7:01 then I’m taking off without you.” She says and you nod.

“That’s fair.” You say and then close the door and walk to your door and go inside.

Melissa drives to her place and goes inside. She takes her things off and lets out a deep breath. She gets her phone out and sends you her address before she goes to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine.

An hour later and she’s warming up yesterday’s leftovers when she gets a text.

You: Roommate smelled the food and tried to steal it…👩🏼‍🦱 🥊

Melissa: You punched your roommate?

You: If she didn’t give it back then I would have. Unfortunately it didn’t come to that…been looking for an excuse to punch her lately.

Melissa: I thought I understood you but I don’t think I do

You: I wouldn’t try, I’m an enigma

Melissa: I will understand you at some point

Melissa watches as the 3 dots keep popping up and then disappearing. She decided to continue with the task of heating up the leftovers and then she gets a text from you.

You: Trying to understand me is like you making friends with a newbie

Melissa snorts at that comment and that’s when Joe gets home so she puts her phone away.

“What a day.” He says as he enters the kitchen. “There was a building fire and 5 car accidents today.” He tells her and she looks at him.

“Wow, sounds like a long day.” She says.

“It was. I was thinking we could have dinner on the couch and watch a movie to relax.” He suggests and she hands him a plate of heated leftovers.

“Alright, we can do that.” Melissa tells him.

After they finish dinner, they both stay seated on the couch as the movie is still going. Melissa is leaning an elbow on the side of the couch and resting her head on her hand. She keeps glancing over at Joe throughout the movie and eventually he notices.

“Why do you keep looking at me?” He asks her.

“Why do we never cuddle anymore?” She asks him. “Before we used to cuddle all the time.”

“We never cuddled all the time. And we were different years ago, I just don’t like to cuddle that much.” He tells her.

“You used to love it.” She says softly.

“I never did, I don’t know where you got that idea.” He says to her and she sighs softly.

Later that night, Melissa is lying awake in bed as Joe was asleep beside her. She can’t seem to fall asleep as some thoughts were in her head. Her thoughts got a bit mixed up since you asked if it was a happy marriage and she doesn’t know why she got so defensive. She’s certain she’s happy and they love each other, but there’s a nagging feeling inside of her that she can’t shake. Eventually she ends up falling asleep.

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[dr-spectre]

Hello!! I just had the sudden urge to rewrite Side Order, and i dont know if it was from you but i once saw a post about an antagonistic Marina being an interesting concept... but I do know you like Marina a fair bit so I was wondering, what would be a good way to go about it?

And I mean an ACTUAL antagonist Marina. Not Order controlling her one way or another.

I would also like to try doing something with Side Order's creepy vibe we got from the trailer...

"Like Marina a fair bit." Oh buddy, oh friend, it's more that just a fair bit....

I was actually gonna make a post about something similar like this, but since you brought it up, I'll just go ahead and explain some of my ideas.

It has been hinted at and shown to us that Marina has a strong urge to maintain order and keep the newfound happiness she now has in her life.

So what if this desire.... corrupts her? What if she becomes so stressed out and anxious that she descends into being an antagonist hellbent on making the perfect world? All born by her troubled upbringing in the Octarian domes and trying to make sure her life remains happy and safe. And for her Pearlie to be safe.

The dev diaries as well as Pearl's dialogue at the beginning of Side Order tell us that Marina after the Final Fest has been under a lot of stress due to balancing so many things and is suffering burnout.

Also Pearl and Marina do fight over music and this could have added to Marina's stress as well.

I think going about rewriting Marina Agitando is by showing Marina's stresses more clearly so that people can pick up on her motivation more. Also changing Marina Agitando to where Marina puts on the Controller VM willingly and instead of Order just possessing her body like a ghost, instead it allows Marina to communicate with Order and oversee the memverse as a whole. However because of Order's programming, they are more of a manipulative force, whispering and guiding Marina to what they want due to their goal of wanting a world under total order and "happiness." No stupid fucking "brainwashing" or "mind control" bullshit here. We doing something different. Order is just giving Marina a little push in a certain direction and Marina is going along with it because she's under a ton of stress and wants her life to be safe and happy, no matter the cost or how anyone else feels....

The developers did say in an interview that they wanted to tell a story about Marina getting lost in a machine of her own making and sadly Side Order doesn't really explore it all too well due to the short appearance of Marina Agitando.

All you gotta do to fix it is extend her runtime!! Make Marina Agitando a tutorial boss, but instead of you getting her out of there, you fail to reason to Marina and she kicks you out of the spire and it grows in size. And then you gotta go back up 30 floors while learning about why Marina is doing what she is doing and eventually learning about the ai Order. The final boss could be Marina Agitando and Pearl trying to reason with her and eventually break through Marina's anxieties and doubts. Marina breaks out of the Controller VM and Order turns into Overlorder and becomes the true antagonist in the end, feeling betrayed and hurt by their creator abandoning them.

Anyways. Those were my ideas. Much like Callie i do care a lot about Marina and thankfully Marina Agitando doesn't piss me off as much as what they did to Callie in Splatoon 2. But there's still a LOT of missed potential with an antagonistic Marina.

So yeah. Hopefully that helped your rewrite in some way. Hopefully.

[until-the-house-shakes]

Crush (part 2)

Wolfstar Raising Regulus / werewolf! Regulus / Bartylus

-

It was a cold November morning during their fourth year the day Barty decided to be brave.

He had this stupid crush on his roommate, Regulus, since the beginning of their first year, and while he thought he was totally cool about it- Evan and Pandora begged to differ and told him he had to tell Regulus about it or stop gushing about him in private.

Which was really unfair in his mind.

He spent the last four years being perfectly normal about his crush in private and now he has to tell him? What type of sick prank is this?

Barty was sure that Regulus did not feel the same about him. Firstly, he was closer to Evan than he was to Barty, so that’s already a strike against the brunette. Secondly, he never laughed at Barty’s jokes. He just stared at him like he was an idiot. Sure everyone else did the same, but it hurt when Regulus did it.

Strike number two.

The third strike, and maybe the biggest in Barty’s opinion, was that Regulus refused to date anyone because of his ‘furry little problem’. During their second year of school, Barty, Evan, and Pandora figured out that their dear friend was secretly a werewolf, and from that day on, helped him however they could. They even went as far as learning to become animagi during their third year, because they learned it could help Regulus. Sure it pissed off professor Lupin because it was ‘dangerous�� and ‘really fucking stupid of them’ but hey! Now Regulus was able to spend full moons with his friends and dad, instead of with his dad alone.

Regulus made it clear to his friends and guardians that he had no interest in dating someone. That his illness only added difficulties to any possible relationship, and he didn’t see any reason to go through such hardship for a ‘mediocre partner’.

Barty had every single odd against him. He wasn’t Regulus’ favorite friend, they didn’t have much in common, and Regulus refused to date anyone. But maybe, just maybe, Barty could be the exception. Regulus didn’t want to date anyone because he didn’t want to go through the hurdles of coming out as a werewolf or lying to them every month. Barty understood the sentiment, however, if a possible date were to already know about the lycanthropy, (and help out each full moon) then there should be no problem.

At least that’s what Barty hoped.

“Hey, do you have any plans for this weekend?” Barty asked Regulus, sitting on the boy’s bed while the other flipped through some quidditch magazine. For the first time in a week, the two boys were all alone in their dorm, and Barty was finally going to take the opportunity and ask Regulus out.

Well, he was also threatened by Evan and Panda to either ask him out by this weekend, or suffer some weird punishment, and while Barty was curious, he found a date with Regulus much more enticing than the threat.

“Dad and I planned on seeing pa in Hogsmeade. Want to come with?” Regulus asked, not looking up from his magazine.

“Oh uh.. yeah I.. I would like that. Wait, don't your dads hate me?” Barty was never the parent’s favorite friend. It was a fact he came to quite enjoy about himself, but when it came to Regulus’ dads, he wished they would at least tolerate him. He did perfectly in Remus’ classes and always treated Regulus like an angel! What more could they want from the fourteen year old?

“They don’t hate you. They’re just protective of me, and you like to get into trouble. That’s all.” Regulus giggled. Gods. If Barty could record that giggle and keep it playing all day every day, he would.

“Well.. maybe I shouldn’t intervene on father-son time. Besides, I kind of wanted it to be just us.” Great, now Barty was starting to get shy. Why couldn’t this be easier? He was normally a confident kid, but the second Regulus looked at him with his innocent grey eyes, and perfect pink lips- all his confidence went out the window and he was just a shy, awkward kid.

“Barty… are you trying to ask me out on a date?” Finally Regulus put his magazine down and looked at Barty. As much as Barty loved it every time Regulus looked at him, he wished the werewolf would stop doing that. Having his eyes locked on his, made breathing and thinking very hard to do.

“… maybe.” Barty squeaked out, feeling his face flush. This could not be going further from what Barty original planned. He was meant to simply ask Regulus out, get rejected, and move on. This long, drawn out, tortuous conversation, was not supposed to be happening.

“Okay. We can have lunch together and I’ll have dinner with my dads.” Regulus shrugged, getting off his bed to grab his quidditch supplies.

Wow. That was easy.

Wait.

“Wait actually? You want to go on a date with me?” Barty asked, making sure this wasn’t some sick prank or awful dream. He would be so pissed if this was a dream.

“I know I said I didn’t want to date anyone… but you’re different. So sure. I’ll go on a date with you, but don’t make me regret it.” Regulus glared at him before leaving their dorm room to get to practice.

Barty simply stared at the closed door in awe.

He had a date with Regulus Black.

An actual date.

He had to tell everyone.

[pbaz7]

was going through an insane crash out yesterday and the tenn game was just the cherry on top. really needing this rn lmao.

“Go back to sleep, pretty.”

tearing up alr

“You’re lucky you look like your mama, you know that?”

if their kid does end up looking like azzi that little girl is about to be spoiled beyond anyone's wildest dreams

“Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re more important,” she sighed, giving her tiny hand a gentle squeeze.

🥹

“She thinks I don’t know it, but she’s been running my life since I was fifteen.”

azzi had her on a leash for nearly a decade atp

“I swear, she could tell me to do anything, and I’d do it. No hesitation,” Paige admitted, a small smile tugging at her lips. “And now you? I just know you’re gonna be the same way. I’m gonna be in trouble with you two. Probably broke.”

at least she's aware!

“And you? You’re the best thing we ever did…”

ever better than getting that 2025 natty?! (let me stay delusional)

Azzi’s heart melted.

how could it not

Azzi watched in disbelief before shaking her head. “Oh, this is ridiculous. She’s already got a favorite.”

p tends to have that effect on people unfortunately (fortunately)

Aliana was sound asleep, bundled up in her little UConn onesie, oblivious to the fact that she was about to make her first official appearance in Gampel Pavilion.

uconn fan since BIRTH quite literally

Azzi sighed, shaking her head as a small smile pulled at her lips. “I still can’t believe we call him Grandpa now.”

oh em gee this is adorable. geno pls get ur act together and stop making game losing calls and maybe this can happen irl!

“Oh. My. God,” she gasped, eyes wide with shock and excitement.

still extra and dramatic all these years later

her fingers already moving to undo the straps.

can't even call you out for the double entendre bc this is genuinely so adorable

Ice shook her head, laughing. “Oh, you already on that parent logic, huh?”

girl math parent logic

just Paige and Azzi, tucked into each other like they were back in college, stealing moments in between practices.

just thinking about them being so cute and annoying during practice and lit tearing up. I can't have it be over guys😭

Paige tightened her hold, letting out a small hum of satisfaction. “I missed this,” she admitted. “Just… holding you.”

longing for simpler times right with p and az... oh how I miss Hopkins p

“You’re my wife. Meaning you’re irreplaceable, Bueckers.”

literally can't imagine either of them with anyone else

When they pulled away, she whispered, “God, you’re beautiful.”

azzi almost looks like ai she's so perfect. like sometimes I wonder if she's real

Paige smirked. “I do know. But please tell me more.”

she's just the same

“Yeah, but when she doesn’t want to sleep unless she’s on your chest?

this trait seems to be hereditary then...

Paige pulled out the tiny noise-canceling headphones and carefully adjusted them over Aliana’s little head.

just thinking of kate martin holding her nephew with those stupid little headphones over his head

The moment people noticed the baby in Paige’s arms, the volume somehow got even louder.

cuz they know that little girl bout to be playing for them in like 17 years

After a moment, Paige sighed and carefully, almost reluctantly, shifted Aliana into Azzi’s arms.

this is so dad watching the Super Bowl core

Paige smirked. “Guess she likes messing with you already. Knew she’d be just like me.”

azzi got TWO of these hoes to deal with. someone give her an award for patience

“I get it, baby. Auntie Nika is a lot sometimes.”

would NEVER in a million years trust nika with my kid... but love that for p and az!

but they’re practically vibrating waiting to meet you.”

me core I fear

“She was always putting me first. It didn’t matter how much pressure she was under, how exhausted she was from practice—she always made sure I felt loved.”

azzi stop talking before I start sobbing

You and me? We’re the luckiest girls in the world.”

and a tear rolled down my cheek🥹

Paige leans in and presses a quick but lingering kiss to her lips, not caring in the slightest about the people around them.

just one of these is all I want! it doesn't even have to be on the lips guys just a cute little kiss on the forehead at the draft or smth

“I mean, can you blame me? I bagged the most beautiful woman in the world and we have the cutest baby ever. I think I’ve earned the right to be a little cocky.”

I mean she does have a point...

Paige and Azzi both chuckle at the comment. Paige leans in slightly toward Azzi, murmuring, “They’re already trying to recruit her.”

knowing who her parents are you can't blame em

“Move over, CD. Let me see my granddaughter.”

gramps is so sassy lmao

a familiar but unexpected face appeared beside them.

wait im scared

“You and Azzi still going strong, huh?”

who is this ugly hoe..

As soon as the woman was out of earshot, Azzi turned to Paige. “I thought we were done with your groupies at this stage.”

nah that's just what comes with marrying Paige bueckers

Now, Azzi was straddling Paige’s lap, her arms draped lazily over Paige’s shoulders as they kissed.

OH?!

“Doesn’t change anything,” she said, her voice low but firm. “You know I can’t do it.”

yeah im on team Paige here I would efintley not have sex in front of my kid lmao... no matter how young they are

Azzi let out a laugh just before Paige kissed her again, pulling her under the warmth of the water, their laughter fading into something softer.

can't even be mad I was robbed cuz this is adorable

ugh I love pazzi as parents so much

truly still in shambles about yesterday

dare I say I knew we were gonna lose from before the game even started...

anyway author, as usual, I love you

-🍉

tearing up alr

everybody said this 😭

ever better than getting that 2025 natty?! (let me stay delusional)

exactly you see the vision..yup..yup

oh em gee this is adorable. geno pls get ur act together and stop making game losing calls and maybe this can happen irl!

please luigi i need you to get it together

azzi almost looks like ai she's so perfect. like sometimes I wonder if she's real

this is so real

would NEVER in a million years trust nika with my kid... but love that for p and az!

i wouldn’t trust any of them with a child

and a tear rolled down my cheek

sorry 😬

just one of these is all I want! it doesn't even have to be on the lips guys just a cute little kiss on the forehead at the draft or smth

man gimme something please

also i’m letting that game drift from my memory permanently ✨

[hereforthe911buds]

I always get a little confused whenever this fandom sees an interview and rushes to "this confirms ___________" or "this proves __________ isn't going to happen" as if these people with at the minimum basic PR training, if not years of experience doing interviews, are going to admit an endgame storyline in a random interview

[sskk-manifesto]

Atsushi's back in the game!!! ۶( ˆ o ˆ )

[princekirijo]

You know thinking about it Riku could also be a Lovers Arcana character. His story + arc very much revolves around his relationships with other characters (particularly his family and most importantly himself).

Captain is ultimately his arcana however because I feel like his stubbornness and his like willingness to keep going is what makes him a Chariot character (as Captain is an alternative to Chariot). He's also a very devoted/emotional character and I think that plays into it too!

[lord-squiggletits]

pharma really is such an interesting case. one thing i’ve always felt with pharma is that he absolutely doesn’t want consequences. and facing up to it requires a lot of looking at and showing people what he’s done and you know. the consequences. i mean hell he’d rather start a plague than say “hey i got coerced into doing a very bad thing by the djd”

I do understand what you mean about Pharma not wanting to face consequences, but on the other hand, I kind of understand why Pharma made a plague rather than admit to medical malpractice/murder? Because like, the thing that I don't see brought up often enough with regards to Pharma is that blackmail... is blackmail. Like, as someone who's unfortunately been on the receiving end of blackmail, the entire point of blackmailing someone is that you corner them into doing bad things by convincing them that they CAN'T turn to an authority figure to ask for help. Like, the person doing the blackmailing generally convinces the person who's getting blackmailed that if they try to reach out for help, the law/authorities/etc either won't care about their predicament or will punish them for the bad thing they did that they're getting blackmailed about.

I kind of feel like (and this isn't an attack on you, just a commentary about the nature of blackmail) when someone like Ratchet looks at Pharma and says "but you could've called for help or shut down the clinic or anything!", it kind of ignores the fact that...... when you're being blackmailed you're fucking terrified, and people who are terrified generally don't jump to the most rational, safe solutions possible? When you add in the fact that Pharma was blackmailed by Tarn of the DJD, notorious hater of Autobots and fanatic leader of a torture club, it's not hard to imagine that Pharma was both afraid and in pain (or threat of pain) while at Delphi and thus wouldn't be thinking straight about it.

I don't know, like. Yeah, on one hand Pharma made a plague and killed a bunch of people to try and cover up his crimes and maintain his career. But he didn't just do it for ego related reasons, he was also almost certainly facing threats of torture and death.

[overworked-bookworm]

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let me drop some drama on y’all — in the last year + 7 days, I:

reconnected with multiple friends from high school at a wedding I legally officiated for two old friends

realized in hindsight that I had liked one of our classmates when we were in school, who had attended the wedding and was now recently divorced

started talking to him very often and, by proxy, the husband I officiated the wedding for

started an on-off flirtation with the divorced friend — [clarification: HE started it, but I was very receptive when I realized what he was doing, it just took me a while]

became the “dump my mental health problems” friend for the husband^ who I’ve said is like a baby brother to me for *checks calendar* 12+ years

was accused by my friend’s wife AND the friend that I was flirting with that I was having an affair with the husband or at least harboring romantic feelings for him

she also accused me of behaving like her abusive mother, when I told her she was out of line for even thinking I would have an affair with (1) her husband (2) who I kept saying was like a baby brother to me

held an intervention for the husband about his ragingly out of control anxiety, where he proceeded to, like, beat the windows of the car and yell and be violent [not at me but around me and I was very triggered and scared] — after which he said he couldn’t trust me anymore because I was projecting my anxiety onto him, and he was fine

fell into an episode of psychosis because I was surrounded by people who didn’t trust me for reasons they’d all made up in their heads, and were all mad at me for ❤️

[while in psychosis] dealt with the guy I was flirting with talking about wanting to sleep with his coworker, and being very on/off + hot/cold with me — which I wrote off as post-divorce emotional problems I just needed to be patient through lmao

[while in psychosis] dealt with the husband’s mental breakdown about never wanting to get married in the first place, dragging my family and the family of the guy I was flirting with into the mess — we got the husband pink slipped and I stopped talking to him and his wife

was told by the friend that had been flirting with me that he’d been leading me on, as he proceeded to ditch me for another friend that I helped him reconnect with — but promised me that we were besties and nothing would change!! (how kind. also? he broke that promise immediately and called me difficult)

dealt with his new girlfriend lying to me about them not being together, because no!! hoes before bros, Alex, I would never date someone who hurt my friend!! but also you need to be personally accountable for feeling hurt!!

there’s more in the way they’ve both treated me since he decided he was done with me, but my therapist and I are still parsing through it

turns out I probably don’t need to be taking Ativan twice a day and sleeping after work + all night bc of the high dosage, I just needed to start cutting out bad friends! my anxiety has never been more managed now that I’ve decided to listen to every other friend that’s told me these ones were all no good for me! I do need the anti-psychotics, though. I heard voices for 2 months and it was NOT a good time.

I didn’t have this much drama in my life ten years ago when we were actual children — the next time I start posting about liking a man, someone remind me that it brings me absolute misery. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t wanted to hop on his dick 🙄🙄🙄

[itsalwaysdark]

ome day i will be so normal

[diari0deglierrori]

As much as I can enjoy the casual gaming in my day to day life I can’t let it be my main source of escape from the world because that’s when things usually spiral for me. And I’m not saying it is nor should be the same for everyone, I’m talking about me specifically. Because I know that when I focus too much on digital stuff and I’m not manually, physically creating things it usually creates a bad pattern and it’s truly not what I need rn

[prickly-paprikash]

Kendrick doesn't just hate Drake as a person. He hates the very idea of Drake.

Hip-Hop is rooted in revolution. In defiance. These are the songs of an oppressed group of people, and decades upon decades people have hated it. Accused of being meaningless and invalid. Media outlets took steps to belittle hip-hop and make sure it isn't recognized as an art form and as a means to fight back.

2Pac spoke of wealth disparity and inequality. Tupac was literally a member of a communist organization when he was younger and never stopped speaking against capitalism.

Lauryn Hill spoke of the struggles a woman faces. Not just women, but black women. Salt-N-Peppa. Queen Latifah. MISSY FUCKING ELLIOT.

N.W.A made sure people knew about police brutality and violence against the Black community.

And now, in this day and age, we're also experiencing an explosion of Queer Hip-Hop. Lil Nas X is at the forefront of this. Lil Uzi Vert came out as non-binary and uses they/them pronouns, even when they knew that a lot of their fans would never use it or even respect them for it. Auntie Diaries, a song about a young man who grew up in a transphobic environment and bought into those beliefs, but could never fully do it because his Uncle loved him so much and taught him a lot of life lessons, and that wisdom translated to him accepting his cousin as a woman as well.

Drake is none of that.

He's the perfect representation of what people think hip-hop is. Flexing. Posturing. Objectifying women. A fucker so insecure he bought 2Pac's ring just to feel like he's part of the black community. Rejected by Rihanna publicly. Tried to groom Millie Bobby Brown. Kissed and inappropriately touched an underage girl during his concert. His songs have inspired so many young boys to treat girls like shit. His belief that the amount of rings and chains and cars he has is the true meaning of success.

Additional Edit: This is my fault. If this post gains more views, then it would be remiss of me not to add to this. It was my fault to begin with, not stating this beforehand because while I did know, I got lost in celebrating Hip-Hop in a place that doesn't usually do so, and rightfully so.

2Pac did fight for wealth equality and better social living for the black community. He also has a long, long history of battery, domestic abuse, and sexual harassment against women. Specifically against women of color. He made a song to celebrate his own mother, but outright refused to give the same show of respect to other women in his life. His hypocritical nature was brushed off in later decades, just the way I did now.

N.W.A is the same. Sexual assault charges, violence—they spoke of Police reform, but refuses to give the same treatment back towards the women in their lives.

50 cent refuses to backtrack on any of his misogynistic lyrics.

Modern rappers of today, such as the dead XXXtentacion. 6ix9ine. Kodak Black.

I do love Hip-Hop. I love rap. And the music itself has always been anti-authoritarian at its core, because those are its roots. And I was happy that circles that did not normally know of it or enjoy it were getting into it, even for one thing like this rap feud.

Lil Nas X, Little Simz, Childish Gambino, Missy Elliot, Queen Latifah, Lauryn Hill—rappers who have at the very least consistently tried to put their money where their mouth is. Who have tried to act in accordance to what they rap and write and sing for.

@shehungthemoon @ohsugarsims finnthehumanmp3 were the ones who rightfully clarified in the comments. I know an apology won't correct my hypocrisy or my stupidity. I should have added all of this before making this post, but I wanted so badly to celebrate a genre of music but failed to do my due diligence in showing a better, holistic view of it. If anyone felt triggered, offended, troubled, frustrated or any other intense negative emotions surrounding this, please do block me. I'm sorry.

[medicinemane]

I once was talking with my pharmacy manager about... democracy, about how while there's plenty of stupid people in the world we'd all probably prefer didn't vote, that it was very very hard to actually make a line that makes sure only wise people vote while keeping all the idiots out

And I basically said to him "think of all the doctors and pharmacists you know who are smart, well educated people, who you 100% don't think make good choices"

From the look and his face, I'd say that spoke to him (it's incredible how many smart idiots there are in the world, isn't it?)

Anyway, I make that point because it much more addresses the whole concept of... lets call it democracy of the fit

Like it sounds great till you actually take even one second to think about it. It's almost like trying to draw any line in the sand for who it's ok to disenfranchise is not only dumb and ineffective, but also super dangerous. Ah man, I'm sorry, you scored too low on this test which happens behind closed doors and is graded by my political ally... it's not like you disagreeing with me had anything to do with that

(I'd hope we don't even need to touch on why the idea that testosterone levels are a really stupid useless way to decide who gets to vote, cause if that's true then we don't even have to disenfranchise anyone, we can just give out steroids and have the best country in the world... or is it only naturally produced T that makes you a free thinker?)

oh hey just in case anyone who left twitter is wondering how things are going over there

last night elon tweeted a 4chan screenshot (with bonus antisemitic text in the OP image) advocating for only “high status males” in government and the implied repeal of women’s suffrage. Cool cool cool

[blkkizzat]

*TURN SOUND ON & UP :)

JJK MEN (GOJO, TOJI, CHOSO, GETO, SUKUNA, NANAMI) X READER

case files: doppelgänger curses have been running rampant and causing chaos around tokyo impersonating everyday civilians including sorcerers. jujutsu society has set up veils and your boyfriend has given you strict orders not to lower them to let anyone in the house but him—but how do you know if it’s really even him?

report notes: I love this game! If you haven't played go play a few rounds @ thatsnot-myneighbor[DOT]io (it’s free and all online). —last up: Sukuna!

kinktober 2023-2024 m.list | original teaser

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝙱𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂:

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟷........... THE STRONGEST

alias: 𝚐𝚘𝚓𝚘, 𝚜.

visitor log: its midday and your clingy-ass boyfriend—gojo satoru—should be hard at work right getting rid of these doppels not knocking at your door—gotta be a fake... right?!

classifications: bimbo!reader (canonverse of otaku!gojo's bunny!reader), yandere-esque Gojo, nipple play, recorded sex, lots of sex toys, dirty talk, panty theft, extreme overstim + slight omorashi.

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟸........... THE SORCERER KILLER

alias: 𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚝.

visitor log: an extra toji fushiguro should be double the trouble and double the fun but neither likes to share, you know for sure which ones your toji—but do you really even care?

classifications: bratty!reader, brat taming, breeding, baby trapping, hair pulling, spit play + creampies, jealousy, grump!toji, daddy kink

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟹........... THE CULT LEADER

alias: 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚘, 𝚜.

visitor log: you shouldn't have even been watching the gate bunny, that's much too hard for you! so when you inevitably fuck up, your cult leader boyfriend—geto suguru—has the perfect punishment planned for you and your pretty pussy wait..in front of his entire congregation tho!?

classifications: dumb bimbo!reader, canonverse of nerd!geto's bunny!reader, cult rhetoric, dark themes, sensory deprivation/amaurophilia, punishment, humiliation, shibari, edging, overstim, exhibitionism, toxic jealousy, possessiveness, yandere Suguru, drugged sex, cnc/free-use reader, mentions of orgies/group sex and a bit of forced breeding.

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟺...........THE SALARYMAN SORCERER

alias: 𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚔.

visitor log: your sweet boyfriend, nanami kento, promised he'd come visit you tonight bunny. awe baby, don't cry, you're sure that's actually him at the door but you'll run through your checklist just to make sure, won't you?

classifications: error 404—case report not found (finalizing)

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟻........... THE BIG BROTHER

alias: 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚘, 𝚌.

visitor log: crazed with quarantine boredom, you can't help but to tease your naive lil' roommate—choso kamo—but you'll know when to stop before it goes too far—or have you already let the real Choso in?

classifications: mommy kink, affectionate cruelty/cuteness aggression, begging, teasing, virgin!choso, creampies, masturbation, panty theft, mentions of menophilia.

🗂️—𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝟶𝟶𝟼.......... THE KING OF CURSES

alias: 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚊, 𝚛.

visitor log: thinking no curse would be stupid enough to enter his palace, when the king of curses comes home to find you fucking his doppel it's not going to end well for either of you—R.I.P. your pussy sis, any last words?

classifications: error 404—case report not found (finalizing)

𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚂 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙳.𝙳.𝙳. 𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙱𝙻𝙺𝙺𝙸𝚉𝚉𝙰𝚃

— 𝙳𝙴𝙿𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝚂: 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽.

xoxo 💋

report notes: yo so this was meant to be about 4k total and instead it turned out to be 4k per story so i'm breaking it up (fully completed 3 and making last minute edits on the others, so staggering them out). Consider this a kinktober all on its own lol (still doing stuff left over from last years though). btw—everyone who asked on my official taglist, kinktober or the teaser will still be tagged on each individual story but you can comment below if you haven't asked to be tagged already.

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[glindyupland]

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