#like oh you want your quirky dog but you don't want your quirky dog to move got it

[darkwood-sleddog]

like i can just imagine already the frenchie people that will be bemoaning these crosses because they don't "vibe" with the "temperament" of the frenchie because they are "active" dog breeds. god forbid your frenchie can function as a dog but like....get a pet rock if you're so inclined.

[ellecdc]

I feel like poly!marauders would have s very funny debate around group halloween costumes. Lots of Sirius being dramatic and James pouting. Only for reader to do a couples costume with Barty.

Love your writing!

hahaha aweee poor boys

poly!marauders x fem!reader who isn't matching with them on Halloween [576 words]

CW: ....none I don't think? the boys' theatrics? a prank? pouting?

“For the last time, Sirius, no.” Remus groaned, earning him a disbelieving scoff from Sirius and a whine from James.

“But why, Moons? It’s perfect.” 

“It’s not perfect, it’s ridiculous.” 

“It’s whimsical.” James interjected.

“It’s embarrassing.” 

“Halloween costumes are supposed to be a little embarrassing!” Sirius argued, earning him a head tilt from James.

“Well, now, I don’t think they’re supposed to be embarrassing. Maybe…funny? Quirky?”

“I don’t care what they’re supposed to be, we are not dressing up as the big bad wolf and the three little pigs.” Remus declared with an air of finality, causing Sirius to deflate rather spectacularly. 

“Well what do you suggest we dress up as, then?” He muttered just as you entered their dorm. 

“Uh oh. Why’s Sirius got his pouting face on?” You commented as you pulled off your school robes. Sirius turned his pout towards you and gave you his best puppy dog eyes.

“Moons is being s’mean to me.”

You made a sympathetic cooing sound that had Remus rolling his eyes before you took Sirius’ face between your hands and kissed his pouting lips. 

As you pulled your lips away but not your face, you whispered to your grumpy boyfriend. “Was he being mean to you, or did he just say no?” 

Sirius balked at you as Remus let out an inelegant snort and James’ laughter bounced off the stone walls of their shared dorm. 

“You know what? Fine, screw all of you. I’m going to wear whatever the hell I want and you all will just have to figure out your own costumes.” Sirius huffed as he pretended to turn away from you, only for him to fold the second you started to walk away and pull you into his lap. 

“Wait, wait. You guys haven’t figured out your costumes yet?” You asked in disbelief, clearly wondering how the three of them could put so much thought and planning into their pranks and mischief, yet completely fumble Halloween. 

“Well…no?” Remus asked as James blurted “what do you mean you guys?” 

“Guys, I’ve had my costume planned for weeks!” 

“Weeks?” Remus parotted. 

“Weeks.” You insisted. 

“But…” James started helplessly. “I…I thought we were going to match?” 

You looked somewhat sympathetic for him, but grimaced at your admission. “Someone else asked first, bubs.”

“You’re matching someone else?!” Sirius shrieked as he all but threw you off his lap so he could look at you. 

“Oh for Merlin- yes.” 

“Who?” The three boys chorused with varying levels of theatrics. 

And the next night, one could find three pouting marauders sitting dejectedly in the Gryffindor common room dressed as the three blind mice under the suggestion of their girlfriend. Their girlfriend, who was currently wearing matching costumes with Barty Crouch Junior - a pirate and his Treasure. 

Remus might’ve found it in him to be a little more miffed about it if you hadn’t looked so sodding good in gold and bedazzled all to hell. 

“Note to self,” James muttered defeatedly, “spend less time planning the Halloween prank and more time on the Halloween costume next year.” 

The end of his sentence was punctuated by screaming when the multiple 12 foot skeletons lining the room started walking on their own accord. 

It was way less funny than they had imagined it would be when Barty threw “his booty” over his shoulder and took off out of the portrait hole. 

“Duly noted.” Sirius sighed as he took another swig of his drink.

[internetgiraffekid1673]

What the Hell is Wizard101 (and Pirate101)

I'm making this post for the lovely @ellazimmermansblog, who is very sweet and wants to actually have half a clue what's going on in the fandom that I'm in but she's not. And oh sweet cheese and crackers. You asked for it. I tried to leave this in the comments. I really did. This is gonna get long, so feel free to read this in chunks or disregard it or just read it whenever you get the time.

Genre:

Wizard101 is a JRPG or junior-role-playing game that's also an MMO or Massive Multiplayer Online game that was big in the 2010s. In case you don't know what those are:

A JRPG is a game where you basically play as the protagonist of a middle grade fantasy/adventure story, meaning the target audience is usually 7-13. Think Pokemon or Kingdom Hearts.

An MMO is a game where everybody who plays the game is playing at the same time, in the same world. You can always interact with other players and are heavily encouraged to team up and collobarate.

While it is advertised as "free to play," it's only free for like the first hour or so of playtime. You can do the tutorial and like two other areas before you have to fork over some cash for a membership.

Basic Story:

Anyway, the spoiler-free story of Wizard101 is that you are a young Wizard enrolled in Ravenwood School of Magic by Headmaster Ambrose. He found you magically transported from "a strange world that doesn't believe in magic" (read: Earth). He believes you may be "the one we've been searching for." After doing a personality quiz to decide which school of magic you belong to, your enrollment is immediately crashed by Malistaire Drake. He used to be the Professor for the Death School, until his wife fell ill and he went mad with grief and turned evil trying to bring her back.

After beating up your would-be teacher, you learn that he's been unleashing scores of undead onto Wizard City, mind-controlling people, is going after major infrastructure, and is just being a dick in general because he's eeeeeeeeviiiiil. Ambrose turns you loose in the streets to help a number of other student NPCs save the city and do general damage control.

The main story of Arc 1 basically has you trekking after Malistaire like a lunatic, cleaning up his messes and trying to stop him from breaking the world apart while he attempts to ressurect his wife. This is where me and my brother J-Dog are at in our playthrough.

But there are 4 arcs, and the story continues WELL after you mop up the Malistaire problem. It's basically the Young Wizard saving the spiral from major threat after major threat, trekking through quirky worlds willy-nilly, and meeting a massive and entertaining cast of NPCs, all with different motivations and sidequests and problems for you to solve (or cause).

Each world in the spiral is also kind of an analogy for a real life place or a popular fictional story, but you replace all the humans with anthropomorphic animals (I'm really not sure why this game isn't more popular with furries). Marleybone, for example, which is where my brother and I are right now, is analagous to Victorian era England and populated by a bunch of stiff-upper-lipped dogs that nobody likes, mutliple crime rings of cats, and a contingent of Irish foxes that only appear in the less-popular but very good companion game: Pirate101 (I'll get to that).

That's the most basic I can make the gist, but there's still a lot of other basic information that might matter when I talk about it, so I'll put that under a cut!

Magic Basics:

The 7 main schools of magic that you can play as, and what they're general purpose/ability is are as follows:

Storm: Hit things really hard in exchange for a low accuracy rate and lower base HP. Glass cannons basically. This is what I'm playing as.

Fire: Also hitting things, but focuses more on damage-over-time spells that kill your enemies slowly.

Ice: Damage Sponge. They have the highest natural health pool, access to some decent spells early on to reduce damage, and even have a taunt spell that can draw enemy fire onto them (this isn't very useful in practice from what I've heard).

Those are the three elemental schools. The next three are spirit schools.

Life: Healers. What did you expect? They're the only class with the ability to heal other players. They get a high health pool, really good accuracy, and a lot of healing spells, but they're less good at hitting things and dealing damage. This is what J-Dog is playing as.

Myth: Summons. You can summon lots of different minions to help you out. From what I understand, each minion plays slightly differently and you're supposed to build different strategies around what they give you.

Death: Drains. Stealing health from the enemy basically. A lot of their spells will hit the enemy really hard, and then give half of that back to you. Because of the capability to hurt and heal in the same turn, they're the best to solo the game with.

And finally there is a school that lives in between Elemental and Spiritual:

Balance: battlefield control. They have a lot of damage increasers and damage reducers, and have the capability to mess with the powers of any of the other schools.

While each class does have it's unique and specific niche, they do all have the same main function: summon a monster to hit your enemy. All the combat in the game is done in a summoning circle where you take turns summoning monsters to hit each other. Each side can have up to 4 allies at a time (are we sensing a number theme yet).

Each enemy in the game has an assigned school that they belong to. Casting spells from the same school as them does less damage, while spells from the opposite school are stronger. Opposites are as follows:

Life and Death

Fire and Ice

Myth and Storm

Balance is a special snowflake that has no opposite :)

Your ability to cast spells depends on your Mana, which can be restored with blue wisps of magic floating around the world. Your ability to not be dead depends on your health, which can be restored with red health wisps.

Most spells that you cast, especially damaging spells, have a chance to "fizzle" or fail to cast. It's like missing in a pokemon game. This is the bane of every player's existence.

There are also Astral Schools later that do other things, but I ain't got there yet, so it's whatever.

Extracurriculars:

There are a number of other fun things you can do in Wizard101 that don't involve saving the world:

PvP: player versus player combat! Get the shit beaten out of you by people with more time and money! For fun! Beat the shit out of other people and win arena tickets, which can buy you cool prizes like better gear!

Pets: You can have a number of adorable little animal companions that, if you take good care of, will help you in combat! Some of them cast spells on their own, some of them give you extra spells to cast, some of them have passive abilities that increase your strength, and all of them will get more helpful the more you train them. You train them via minigames, like teaching them to dance or having them eat snacks off a stage or FIRING THEM OUT OF CANONS (amongst other questionable activities).

Gardening: Take care of the weirdest assortment of magical plants you've ever seen, in exchange for harvesting them for money and crafting ingredients and treasure cards and stuff. All of them are puns btw. Like. I have laugh-o-dils, despairagus, baby carrots (literal screaming baby carrots in diapers), and dandelions (which have actual lion faces) to name a few.

Fishing: Pull weird magical pun-based fish out of the water and sell them for exorbitant amounts of cash or stick them in your aquarium or something!

Monstrology: Study various creature types by killing them a lot until you become an expert and can either summon them as minions, stick them in your house, or just get EXTRA good at killing them.

Crafting: Use natural ingredients you found across the spiral (reagents) to make better gear yourself!

There's also photomancy, but that's just a glorified screenshot feature and we all know it.

NPCs:

Me and everybody else who plays this game is fucking obsessed with all of the non-player characters in both games. There are so many of them though, and they're so different from each other, that you're better off just asking who's who every time I post about one.

Pirate101:

While the Wizard is off being a tragic chosen one saving the spiral from various world-ending threats, there are other adventures going on underneath their nose! Pirate101 takes place at the same time and in the same universe as Wizard101, but never interacts beyond vague references.

The basic spoiler-free plot of this one is that you are a young orphan who got thrown into prison after crossing the Clockwork Armada, a tyrannical army of steampunk clockwork robots who want to conquer the world and end our God Given Right to steal shiny things (and also suppress free will or something. Idk. I never got that far).

You're broken out of jail by eccentric pirate captain Boochbeard and his monkey first mate Mr. Gandry, drag a fellow captive along with you, beat up one of the high-ranking members of the Armada, and are taken to the pirate safe haven of skull island. You're introduced to it's steward, the successful and retired pirate Captain Avery, who immediately enlists you as his errand boy/girl/goblin thing. You meet one of the first companions of your crew, Bonnie Anne, and together you run some turncoat sharks out of town.

After proving yourself to Avery and getting swindled out of a real ship, you basically spend the rest of the game chasing after untold gold and riches, beating up the Clockwork Armada, and helping out unfortunate souls where you can.

The critical difference between wizard and pirate though: The wizard makes temporary NPC acquaintances and even a few true friends, but they're always left to fight alone with just themselves (and a few other wizards if you're playing the game multiplayer, as intended). Meanwhile, the pirate is collecting ragtag companions for their motley crew like they're pokemon cards. Some of them are looking for adventure, others money, others freedom or a new life, and a lot of them just feel like they owe you because you beat them up.

All of these NPCs join your crew and you can have up to 3 of them in a fight with you, in addition to a pet. They all have highly entertainig personalities and different sets of abilities that are useful in different scenarios.

Pirate101's combat is much more up close and personal, playing more like chess where you have a bunch of different pieces that you have to strategically move around to hit different attacks with.

The different classes of pirate, which are determined by which crime got you in jail at the beginning of the game, are as follows:

Musketeers (my fave): guns and traps. The idea is that you don't have to get too close with them.

Witchdoctor: magic! They function sort of similarly to wizards in wizard101, but they can also hit things over the head with their staff and get stabbed, so no they don't.

Privateers: Healing, boosting, and commanding other pirates

Bucanners: Big sword that hits one thing very hard (and also big defense) at the cost of more agility and freedom to move.

Swashbuckler: Also hitting things, but less defense and health in exchange for more agility.

Pirate101 also has ship combat. While Wizard has convenient magical teleporters to move you between worlds, Pirate101 said "get in your boat and drive there yourself." You basically fire canonballs at each other until one ship gets damaged so badly it stops moving and gets boarded, at which point you transition to regular combat.

Pirate101 is in general, the neglected younger sibling. Kingsisle doesn't pay a quarter as much attention to Pirate, but it's still really good.

Apart from the companions and the combat, the biggest difference in pirate is probably your lack of supervision. You don't constantly have people glaring over your shoulder and telling you what to do, you just have a ragtag gang of misfits and a general order to "get money, don't die, and don't be a dick." The pirates get to be very chaotic in comparison to the wizards.

Holy mackeral, that was a lot. Anyway, I played both games a lot as a kid and spent my summer allowance on memberships for them. Now that I have an adult brain and adult money and am a lot better at video games, I have returned to enjoy them again, and I am dragging my brother along with me (don't worry, he's having fun too).

I highly recommend that you play them both, they're very fun. But this post should be a good guideline if you don't want to put that much investment into it, but still want to have half a clue what I'm talking about when I bring up either game. Thanks so much for asking!

[moodcrab]

Fixing Skyrim's Daedric Quests

Part II - Clavicus Vile

Honestly this was the most underwhelming Daedric Quest in Skyrim, but Skyrim is by no means unique in this as it's just the most recent in a long line of underwhelming Clavicus Vile quests in the Elder Scrolls franchise. Vile, the god of wishes, deals and dodgy monkey palm style tricks forms a natural counterpart to the Divine Zenithar, god of honest work and trade, but for some reason there isn't a Vile quest that isn't "Go to dungeon and kill X". Skyrim, to its credit, tried to make it interesting with Barbas, but still resorted to "go to this cave and kill this guy."

The whole story of Sebastian, the mage who wished for a lycanthropy cure for his daughter only for Vile to grant him an axe, is a truly boring misunderstanding of what Vile is all about. An axe isn't a cure, not even in an ironic double meaning of the word cure. Any axe, indeed any weapon or spell, can kill a werewolf, but he didn't wish for his daughter to be killed, something he could easily do without making a deal with the devil. There are several ways to cure lycanthropy in Tamriel, death is not one of them. If you have cancer but you die in a car accident you are not cured of cancer, literally the opposite in fact. This isn't a mind bending M Night plot twist, it's bullshit. Not only is a dead werewolf not a cured one, he didn't wish for his daughter to be killed, so there's nothing stopping him from just throwing the axe in the sea and going to find a Glenmoril Witch. Vile gains nothing from this arrangement, and Vile doesn't enter into arrangements that don't benefit him.

A true Vile wish would have cured the lycanthropy in such a way that causes unforeseen consequences that end up killing the daughter, dooming her soul to The Fields of Regret, his realm of Oblivion. The wish would be technically granted, but it backfired horribly. The only thing remotely Clavicus Vile-ish was the big "rug pull" at the end of the quest where he offers you the axe if you kill Barbas, and like, no. No thanks. I have access to better axes, I'm not killing a dog for this *two handed 🤮* one. I never wanted this axe, there is no reason in the quest to even use the axe yourself let alone grow attached to it, unlike Barbas who has now accompanied me all through the quest. This isn't a choice.

Quest: Best Wishes

The quest opener is being moved from Falkreath to Morthal, because vanilla Morthal has no general store. Well, now it does. Compared to all the other stores you visit it will have a unique look, very mysterious and quirky with oddities on the shelves, and the owner will be an eccentric character with a cute dog. For the quest to activate you must have traded at the store a few times and reached a level. On entering, the owner will be distraught and refuse to trade unless you agree to find his dog who has gone missing.

You go on a bit of a dog hunt. Asking around Morthal gets you little useful information. In fact, if you ask certain people, they will say some curious things; like they have no idea who you're talking about, or that there isn't a general store in Morthal at all, "Oh that old place? That closed down when I was a child after old man whatever died"...

You eventually track the dog down outside the city and, surprise, it talks! Barbas explains the situation, that he is the somewhat loyal side kick of Clavicus Vile, who has an offer for you. He also makes it clear, this offer is an invitation only, you would walk away right now if you were wise. Assuming you aren't a pussy, you of course return Barbas to the shop and hear the offer.

The shopkeeper transforms into Vile, in all his jovial Skaafin glory. He tells you about a wish he has recently received, one that he would like your help in granting. There's this would be merchant in the city of Whiterun named Ysolda, who you have likely already met as she is a very popular wifu, she has been a devout Zenithar worshipper for years, but has become impatient with waiting for her hard work to pay off. She really wants to be a trader, and has prayed to Vile to make it so. If you agree to take care of it for him, he will reward you. As Barbas has recommended, you can quit the quest right now. Or...

You head to Whiterun and start investigating Ysolda. It's up to you how the wish gets granted, depending on what you discover about her:

1. She would like to buy the Bannered Mare of her friend Hulda, who isn't ready to sell. So you could ruin the business to make Hulda desperate to sell, but Ysolda would get a ruined inn. Or you could forge Hulda's will and stage an "accident", so Ysolda inherits the inn at the expense of her friend's life.

2. She has done some work with the Khajiit caravans, learning what she can about mercantile skills, but expressing how hard and horrible their lifestyle sounds. Investigating this will lead you to a secret meeting between Ysolda and an Orc. The Orc hands Ysolda a "the goods" but Ysolda complains there isn't enough. The Orc explains how dangerous getting it is. Ysolda doesn't care, she tells him he needs to go get more. If you follow the Orc to Sleeping Tree Camp you'll witness his death at the hands of the giants there. On his body there is an incriminating note, which you could show to the Whiterun guard captain, who will banish her from the city as punishment. Ysolda will spend the rest of her days with the Khajiit caravan, living as a vagrant and exiled from her home, but a trader, just as she wished.

3. As Barbas, who will accompany you, advises, you could warn Ysolda and break your side of the bargain. She believes your story (how else could you have known about the wish?), but depending on your speechcraft and personality attribute - because a fixed Skyrim would obviously have attributes - you either strike the right amount of fear into her that she flees to the temple to seek sanctuary, or you miss your mark and she decides to go check out this shop in Morthal for herself. When she gets there Vile will reluctantly let her take over the store, but if Ysolda repents she will one day become a Priestess of Zenithar, and convert the shop into a fledgling temple.

Just Deserts

When you return to the general store in Morthal it will have transformed into an abandoned ruin.

Any outcome of options one or two will please Vile, he will award you his Masque which will be light or heavy armoured dependant on which skill is higher for you and it will have a powerful speechcraft, personality and price discount enchantment. You also have the opportunity later on to take over and run the shop yourself.

If Ysolda comes to Morthal to take over the store, Vile will be annoyed at you and Barbas for being boring, but will accept that the wish is technically granted and Ysolda, now his devotee, will be spending her afterlife in his realm. You get the Masque but she gets the store ( unless you marry her...)

If you break your deal and save Ysolda, you get a curse; permanent debuffs to speechcraft, personality and prices. The cost of being a hero is high, especially when it comes to the Daedra. (Maybe Ysolda can lift the curse once her temple is up and running, but that will be a while).

[blackjack-15]

oh syd babe the 'woman in the kitchen' speech was not gonna work on a hardass like tina. full points for trying, zero points for thinking it through

the gilligan cut from the car to cicero's house oh my land. carmy's face?? THE BEAR IS A COMEDY. poor bastard

"that was nice. thank you for that. that was good." youngest child snark pure and simple

"i thought you killed yourself!" "no, sir, that was my brother." my gosh this poor kid just Cannot go a day without people comparing him/mixing him up with mikey. also tells the viewer that carmy's mental issues are and were 1) more obvious and 2) more well-known than mikeys, which aligns with the different way society treats alcoholism (often sold as a quirky personality trait) than other disorders.

"relax. shit's regulated. i suffer from anxiety and dread" "who doesn't?" "want half?" "...no" carmy i don't normally recommend the sharing of prescription drugs but um...may want to consider investing in a psychiatrist. also once again this points to my feeling that carmy actively represses himself from 1) things he wants and 2) things that will help him

"what kinda asshole is gonna put ketchup on a hot dog?" "...a child, Richie" "yeah, a child asshole" "you're the child asshole" no notes, perfect, groundbreaking, etc

carmy's def the youngest/baby of the family, but he also seems to carry a few Middle Child tendencies -- prolly due to growing up in an incredibly tumultuous environment (guessing parental oversight was negligible) and having a strong amount of common sense

marcus hon your focus needs more focus. i'm seeing the tension that this storyline is gonna bring and...this is prolly gonna play out with as much trouble as they can physically fit in it

"what do you design?" "all of it" "...oh." THE BEAR IS A COMEDY

i feel like if syd had gone to cater, there would have been ketchup, but also the Beef would have burned down, so i'll settle for less sydcarmy this time around

[panderghast]

I have maybe a pinch of hope left...

Cause like, I have sooooo much to give. And it seems like everyone wants a piece of it, but nobody wants to give anything back. They want me to be dirty, as long as I can wash myself clean again of course (my goodness). They love how quirky I am! Until I need to tone it down, oh my gosh it's mortifying. Why would I wear that in public, say that out loud? I'm going to walk away from you if you do that, I swear to god don't embarrass me. I have strong values and morals; unless we disagree. Then I become stubborn and unpleasant while I defend my opinion and you drown out my voice with your cynicism and ego. I can't even talk about what's bothering me, it's a personal attack on them exclusively. Lord have mercy it is actually about them, because suddenly they do nothing right and nothing is ever good enough for me and they just can't lose me, they can't!

Honestly, I'm also tired of playing into the thought of basic decency being my reward? I'm not your good girl. I'm not a dog. You aren't a dom, and I'm not a sub. I don't owe you that privilege just because you saw me naked and you put your hand on my throat while you fucked me. You don't know the first thing about BDSM, and you can't even tell me the definition of a kink. So why do you think this is a turn based game instead of a bonding exercise around consent? Don't touch me.

The thing is, I want to let someone in. I want to express deep and passionate love. But I am constantly misguided. I am lead to believe these men tell the truth, and then once I get comfortable in their embrace and I feel safe they constrict me like a snake until I stop breathing. My heart is treated like a possession, not a delicate gift. I'm a conquest in some sick subjugation, not a prize to be displayed and discussed and proud of. I'm a very fun toy to have, but I'm like a sports car - but they can't use me everyday, that's why they have their family car and I'm in the garage; they can only take my out when its convenient or they're feeling nostalgic or frisky. All I was asking for is maybe some recognition? A little appreciation, some attention? Maybe give me half as much thought as you did to your Baldur's Gate 3 character. Or, I suddenly turn into their mother and I get to experience all the Freudian bullshit that they packed in their bags and dragged around with them from house to house. I must be able to teach them all the things their lacking, right? I mean, after all I'm raising 4 kids successfully on my own and maintaining a house and budget without help and I do all these wonderful things like cook and clean and make art and I can still love so freely. Wow! I'm a goddess. I'm so special, unique, incredible, astounding...So, that's something that I can share obviously. It must be a secret, a technique I've perfected through all the trauma and opportunities life has given me. If I could only support them a bit...emotionally, spiritually, financially, sexually, physically, mentally...teach them how to take care of themselves since they never bothered to learn. Then I could make them a good partner. For me, of course! ...But I have to make sure I share their interests because mine are a bit boring, they don't get it it's too much information to follow, this cartoon is kind of childish don't you think, what is this a romance, I don't really understand old horror movies they're so badly made...but hey, have you seen the entire Marvel collection? Don't worry, I'll make sure to ask you questions on everything you do like that coincides with my interests to make sure you're telling the truth. Oh wait, make sure that I don't go out without them too much, they'll feel lonely. Why is my phone going off so much? I'm so paranoid about shutting my laptop when I'm done, omg can I stop doing that why don't I leave it open. Hey, they're out of body wash and shampoo btw. Ah, shoot, can I help them clean up because they're just so tired. Can I cover this bill, order this food, get these drinks cause they ran out of money? We haven't gone out in a while...oh it's because I'm not paying or planning for it anymore and the last time you did anything was March? What the fuck do you mean you don't vote? What the fuck do you mean you think feminists are annoying? What the fuck do you mean I emasculate you, I wasn't even talking to you, I was talking to my son about doing his homework or else he would end up living in his friends apartment sleeping on a mattress on the floor with no sheets and his winter coat on cause they couldn't afford the gas bill working a dead end job at a fast food place cause he has no skills...but if the fucking shoe fits, my guy. 🙄

[heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon]

Okay, yeah... I thought so...

Replies screenshot from my add to this post this post that I accidentally found through an email notification of an @ that you'll see didn't even scan on my tumblr radar on a reblog chain I couldn't add on to again because I blocked OP (good ♥).

This attempt at an @ is still hilarious by the way like OP was so afraid of me she blocked me I literally couldn't fucking hear or responded to any of what you little shits were saying ...

@poutyrootveggie @duncebento @specialmouse Whoaaaaaaa you little mediocre weebshit abled-bodied special needs dunces! I was so shocked that the last tough guy @ from the miku simp with the tumblr badges literally didn't scan and I only found out about this from opening my email and clicking the blog notes!

Yeah, I know you abled-bodied little shits wish god nuked you half as much as she nuked me since you're begging not to be perceived as feeling anything in your legs since you wanna be a vegetable that bad so you can have access to your weeby little comfort items and Mickey D's toys forever because you're never gonna grow up and get laid and I know you're gonna understand this as much as I understand tiktok memes because back in my day it was a Beelzebub Song but let me teach y'all's lil' steven universe sour cream studio ghibli guzzling wannabe misgendering unwashed surfer brah asses about something called hyperbole and sarcasm and metaphor and what a real dramatic "queer reading" means : It means I know and I don't care and if you want me to be nit picky about it y'all are too special needs to even mind your spelling...

And in this context means no disrespect but sometimes I wish I had as much the privilege and confidence as a low support needs abled-bodied autistic on social media explaining a thing about their Fandumb Oppression Olympics to be able to get away with typing like that much of a high support needs retarded version of myself while pretending to be that shocked by what a woman in a wheelchair is saying while causally misgendering her while I don't have any OCD regarding using any sort of punctuation while I'm doing that so abled bodies don't think I'm retarded, because I'm an abled-bodied autistic that can get away with doing the best impression of a retarded version of myself because I'm quirky brah it's not that deep but this lady who I just called "dude" and I have no idea how she feels about that doesn't Know Her Memes TM and that's what matters.

Not that a bunch of abled-bodied autistic weebs are trying to gang up on an actually disabled wheelchair user right now over what again, essentially amounts to a fandumb superiority/bully complex bigger than the weebs on Big Bang Theory and again, essentially started over Spoopynatch dishorse,,,,,

Because when abled-bodied autistics talk like that online or irl itssamememario but if my wheelchair bound arse ever did that in front of an older abled-bodied authority figure or anyone abled-bodied really...! Nitwit school. Special Needs Programing. 9PM curfew stuck in a group home.

Anyway, Homestuck ended years ago go lobotomize yourselves with a sharpy collective hallucination style if you wanna unlive that angy abt it!

Was shit like this why I'm getting so many new followers? Thanks but no thanks kidz go listen to your bops! ;) ♥

Have fun being stuck in your little tenderqueer fandumb mode forever because you made sure Hazbin is my last one but at least I'm a recovering Disney Adult using her Vivzietine patch instead of a little shit gen z otaku who's so spoiled I can get away with pretending to be more brain damaged than I actually am!! ;) ♥ X.O

(But oh, before I go @poutyrootveggie ...

"#ITS A MEME ABOUT PEOPLES UNNECECARY DOGSHIT HELP #I NEED THIS TO BE SATIRE" .. You mean a bunch of unnecessary dog shit like..? A bunch of weebs and apparent Homestuck and Supernatural fans trying to collectively dogpile on a Hazbin Hotel fan sharing on a fandumb post on fandumb website tungle.hel when they try to scold you about wishing you were doing s satire when they don't understand hyperbole and you wish that this abled bodied shit autistic with a Miku plushie for an icon and tumblr badges was a satire in and of themselves but deep down you know they're seriously pathetic enough to think, again that, causally misgendering and harassing a wheelchair bound woman for barking too loud about their own Special Interest Demon Discourse TM on a post made by a person with the studio ghibli cat TM as their icon talking about their demon shit rusty nail show discourse cause they're loser who liked that dog shit in the first place and I know I have far superior taste than any of ya so don't fucking @ me again... You think any of this cyberbully shit when I was just minding my own damn business and didn't even @ OP sharing sharing my fandom story fandumb story on a fandumb post on a fandumb website makes you look like the good ones? You mean pulling some "unnecessary dog shit" on me like that?

Well, jokes on you hon...This Hellhounds second bite fueled by Kesha's Cotten Candy bit down so hard on that lil' pussy OP got so scared of me that they blocked me back, meaning I couldn't even fucking hear you when you tried to @ me to stir shit up again and hows this for a final anime showdown? I'm pulling a Hatsune Miku putting my headphones back on so I won't be able to fucking hear you again.. You abled-bodied-wannabe-tard! LA! LA LA!`~ ♥

You want my silence? Pay me for it!

[didyoutrydynamite]

How would Jaune react to the Raffle? Not good I bet.

Cut to Jaune, strolling through the streets of Columbia, the city in the air. Happy people a bustle around him, enjoying the various attractions lining the fairways.

Jaune: *Holding a stuffed plushie of some dude in a powdered wig, a box of cracker jacks, a few balloons, and eating a hot dog* ( This place rocks!!! Carnival rides, awesome street food, quirky music, steampunk robots?! They're even giving out free Semblances in a bottle! Tastes terrible, but seems like smearing it on my hand still does the trick. Man, who would need rescuing from this place- OH CRAP I'M ON A MISSION! Right. I just need to make my way to the big Angel Statue and the girl should be-)

Fink: And now, the 1912 raffle has officially begun! *Crowd Cheers*

Jaune: Oooh a raffle!!! *Hurriedly walks to the crowded stage*

Pretty Girl: Hey, Mister! Hey Mister!

Jaune: *Looks around and points at himself with the hotdog*

Pretty Girl: *Giggles* Yes you, Cutie! Want a ball for the raffle? *Holds wicker basket full of numbered baseballs*

Jaune: Oh! Sure, how much?

Pretty Girl: *Giggle* Silly. There's never a charge for the raffle. You been sleeping under a rock?

Jaune: S-sorry, ha-ha. Just new in town. *Finishes hot dog, and then grabs a baseball with the number 77 on it*

Pretty Girl: 77? That's a lucky number! I'll be rooting for you~

Fink: And now, bring me the bowl! Is that not the prettiest young white girl in all of Columbia? Ha Ha!

Jaune: (...Weird. But ok.)

Fink: *Reaches into the raffle bowl* Alright then... the winner is... number 77!

Jaune: *GASP* I won! I WON!

Pretty Girl: *Giddy* Over here! Over here! He's the winner! *Gives Jaune a wet kiss on the cheek.*

Jaune: *Blushes and laughs, holding up his base ball for everyone to see, causing the crowd to cheer*

Fink: Number 77, come and claim your prize!! First throw!!

The big red curtains on stage opens to the sound of wedding music. Card board cut outs of jungles and cartoonishly grotesque monkeys move and shift on mechanisms. In the center of the moving parts, an interracial couple, bound to stakes and dressed in dirty rags made to resemble wedding garbs. They both look terrified.

Jaune: *Smile instantly drops and his veins run ice cold*

Crowd: *Join in chorus, singing a long to the tune of the wedding music in a mocking fashion* First throw! First throw! First throw!

Bride: Pl-Please... don't do this!

Groom: It was me! It was all me! Please, please! No...

Jaune: *Looks around him to the cheering crowd, noticing not a single other person looking as horrified as he felt.* What...

Groom: PLEASE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

Fink: Well, young man?! Are you going to throw it... or are you taking your coffee BLACK these days?! Hahahahaha!

Crowd: *Laughs and jeers*

Pretty Girl: Well go on now!

Jaune: *Grits his teeth in anger, drops his merchandise and baseball and hops on stage*

Fink: Oh?! Want a closer shot-?

Jaune: *Snaps* Let them go, NOW!

Crowd: *Boos*

Fink: Ha-Ha! Funny! Want to give them a head start, hm? *Leans in* Listen, kid. These people waited all year for this, so go bleed your heart out somewhere else!!

Jaune: *Pushes him aside, surprisingly hard* I'll do it then! *Walks up to the couple and starts undoing their binds*

Groom: T-Thankyou. Thankyou!

Fink: *From the ground* T-That was assault! POLICE! POLICE!

A pair of police guards hop onto stage as Jaune manages to get the couple free.

Jaune: *To the couple* Go! I'll hold them off!! *Reaches for Crocea Mors when he suddenly remembered that the twins made him give up his gear, armor, and clothes in order to better fit in* Well that ended up doing no good.

Policeman 1: Down on the ground, son! *Goes to swing his baton*

Jaune: *Blocks the strike with his left arm and reels back with his right for a haymaker* How about YOU go down?! *Hits the police man straight in the face, a sickening crunch as he felt the man's skull cave in*

Policeman 1: *Soars back into the crowd, landing in a bloody heap as his face was all but gone*

Jaune: *Looks in shock, looks to his hand covered in the man's blood* I... I didn't-

Crowd: *Screams and scatters from the police man's corpse, fleeing the area*

Jaune: *Feeling tears well as he looks at his bloodied fist, flashing back to Penny* I- I didn't mean to! I didn't want to-

Policeman 2: YOU BASTARD! *Revs up a rotating hook gadget on his arm and slashes at Jaune*

Jaune: *Crosses his arms, the serrated hooks grinding against his Aura*

Policeman 2: *Grunts* W-What in the hell are you?!

Jaune: *Grits his teeth, manages grab onto the policman's arm and wrench it to the side, surprising himself when he heard a loud SNAP*

Policeman 2: GAHHHHH! *Drops to his knees as his gadget fell to the ground and his broken arm bent at an impossible angle.* GAHHHH!!

Jaune: *Looks like he's about to puke* (T-They're so fragile! Is everyone in this world not able to fight like people on Remnant?!) *Thoughts interrupted as he feels his head snap back from a painful pinpoint force, nearly knocking him down. When looks to the ground he sees a bullet had just struck him in the forehead*

Policeman 2: *Firing his pistol with his good arm* DIE INTRUDER!!

Jaune: *Flares his Aura, taking a couple more shots before digging in his pocket for the Possession bottle, and splashing the liquid into his face. Now glowing green, Jaune place a hand on the man's head* Drop your weapon!

Policeman 2: *Face goes blank as he instantly drops his gun, seemingly unaware of the immense pain his broken arm should be giving him right now*

Jaune: N-now, stand up, take off your ammo belt, and go to the nearest hospital! GO!

Policeman 2: *Drops his ammo and police baton and starts walking away*

Jaune: *As soon as the policeman is out of sight, Jaune bowls over and starts puking his guts out and hyperventilating* Wh-what have I done?! What- What do I do?!

Sounds of police whistle sound in the distance, along with the sound of something akin to a tornado warning siren.

Jaune: *Looks frantically around him, then looks to the giant golden angel in the clouds in the distance. After a second to calm his frantic breathing, he kneels down attaches the ammo belt to his waist and holsters the firearm. In one hand he held the baton and the other he slipped on the sky hook gadget. With one final breath he begins jogging, deeper into the city in the clouds*

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

(((Hello! Let me drop a concept here that's been circling around my head since a certain part during some parts in the archon quest)))

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You were a mere mortal in the grand scheme of things, a speck of dust in the ever grand plan of the beings higher than you. So who were you to question when along with your dendro vision, you were granted the ability to read your fate lines.

They were all sorts of rather quirky, sometimes even funny strings that tie you and a person of interest. One of them had you read that "■■■ will owe you more mora than what you can manage." And lo and behold, one freaky accident that nearly cost you an arm had him pay you an extravagant amount for the troubles he cost (living in luxury had been quite jarring from your humble day to day life). Another rather interesting tid bit had you reeling back at the information from "Your knowledge of the Geo Archon's true fate shall not deter him from his actions." Honestly you were ready to scoff at such bewildering sentence but the gentleman with amber eyes and an knowing smile made you realize that he knew that you knew.

And just like what your fate string says, he will do nothing about it as your knowledge does little to stop his plan.

Sometimes, you have very dangerous premonitions towards others that leave you turning back and never interacting with the other party again. Sometimes, despite your knowledge, things end up inevitably.

Like for example, the strapping young ginger diplomat from Snezhnaya in front of you, grinning and offering to pay you for your services.

"Your heart will be devoured by this beast"

What the hell does that even mean!?

Childe, as you have come to know him, is a rather funny man. He's charismatic, goofy, charming, but you know inherently he is very very dangerous. The way he moves, how he scans his surroundings, his smile...

He is certainly a beast in disguise.

So when he cornered you one night, you were prepared for the worst.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

"... Huh?"

A few days of your date night ended in somehow you falling deeply for the man.

He's not just a dangerous Fatui Harbinger, he's a caring older brother, amazing loyal son, protective and passionate boyfriend.

"Hey, uhh, I want you to meet someone..."

And apparently, a literal beast also resides in him.

The big moth-like monster (called Foul Legacy) was just, if not more, affectionate as his human counterpart. If Childe (or Ajax as you have now known him more) was like a playful fox, Foul Legacy is one giant cuddly dog.

You realize that you don't mind such a big revelation that your boyfriend has a huggable beast in him. In fact, you didn't realize how much you cared when you find him injured after the fight with the Traveler.

"I will yell at you about what you nearly did later but right now I want to yell at you for doing this to yourself!"

As you fret over the apologetically cute moth resting on your lap, your eyes settled onto your dendro vision. A string only you could see connected itself onto the giant moth.

"Your heart will be devoured by this beast"

Oh.

"Oh..." a realization hit you as you carefully pat his head.

Truly your heart, your love, was devoured by this beast.

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(((Hhrhehjdjs so uhh if you like the fluffy ending as it is please skip this last bit shdjsjsi it's an alternative ending for the angst lovers)))

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"Well, would you look at that?" The Doctor's rather amused and cruel voice echoed in your ringing ears. Your nearly blank eyes stared below at where a hole is present in your chest.

Beside him stood Foul Legacy and a glowing green contraption that seemed to have been controlling the beast.

"Elchigen may have been a worthless subject but his contribution had been no less fascinating. This, Wisdom Orb, seemed to be perfect at creating an army for Abyssal creatures." With a cruel laugh, he turned away as your eyes draw upon your glowing green and slowly blanking vision.

The string connected to him read:

"He is a catalyst that will twist your beloved fate"

Your mind grows heavy as you hear a cracking in the distance and a grieving screech that you were rather familiar with. You felt bloodied claws grasp at you desperately as Childe, Ajax, Foul Legacy, you don't know honestly, cries at your dying form.

The string that connects you to him glows as your fate once again echoes in your mind before all fades to black.

"Your heart will be devoured by this beast"

anon please forgive me for hoarding this for a bit but i had to because it's SO GOOD!!!!!!!

at the realization of your fate you're quick to pull Foul Legacy towards your home, ignoring the pouring rain and sounds of battle coming from the ocean and the Jade Chamber. you're both drenched once you reach your humble house, the door swinging shut and locking with a click as you wring water out of your shirt and drag Foul Legacy over to the couch, sitting him down with an order of "wait here". when you return with a pile of towels he's hunched over, knees brought to his chest and refusing to meet your gaze

he looks so ashamed, and your heart softens, walking over and beginning to gently dry his fluffy hair and fur with a towel. gradually Foul Legacy relaxes at the soothing movement, leaning his head against your hands with a rumbling sigh, and in a moment of inspiration you trail your fingers down his cheek and under his chin and begin gently scritching the area. Foul Legacy croons, wings shivering in delight as he cranes his neck upwards and eventually slumps into your arms, pulling you down into the soft couch. he tries valiantly to dry your hair as well, sharp talons holding the towels so delicately, and you both succumb to sleep as the never-ending rain drones against your window, Foul Legacy's claws brushing protectively over the Vision that houses your hopes and dreams

------- (angst version below heheoohohoeohoo)

Foul Legacy has no choice but to run, leaving your body and taking only your Vision as the Dottore cackles in the distance. his mind is filled with horrible images of ripping your heart out, the pulse of that cursed device echoing as you slump to the ground with eyes empty and cold because it's his fault, his fault, his fault. in the dark he mourns for you, alone, for where would a beast such as himself go without the one he loves? Ajax died that day, and even when he transforms back into his human form he simply sits in silence, eyes shining but only with tears

on particularly cold nights he cries, clutching your Vision to his chest and sobbing with grief as he sees and remembers the blood on his claws- your blood. your Vision, previously the vibrant green of Dendro, remains cold and gray, and sometimes he finds himself begging, wishing for it to shine once more and light a path for him, a path back to you and your comforting arms and stern lectures whenever he got injured. but it's impossible, because he watched the light fade from your eyes, your despairing pain as you died, because it's his fault

[kwardo]

Day One

Thou hast stumbled upon mine Animal Crossing blog. I'll keep this updated as long as I don't lose interest in the game, which tends to happen a lot. I'll be playing the first game, as it's the only one I haven't paid much attention to. Besides the very basic objectives this game has to offer (achieve perfect town status, house upgrades, more..?) i wanna try and obtain all the NES games legitimately. I also *have* to replace the trees in town with golden trees. I just need to.

Starting off, I get taunted for being lonely. And I thought this was supposed to be a comfort game. I'm not really sure what he means by "getting friends to come here", though. Gamecube doesn't support online play, but maybe he knows more than I do? Maybe I'm just ignorant. Still, he shouldn't comment on my social status. I used to love this guy in City Folk. He was humble. He loved his fans, he loved *me*. But it turns out he's an asshole. Well, what more could you expect from a dog? I hope he gets kicked out of whatever label he's signed to. Let's see him handing out mixtapes on the street. Maybe that *did* happen, which would explain his humbleness in further installations of the series. I'm hoping it did. Anyway, I board the train, and I get approached by an anthropomorphic cat. Guess what he utters.

I mean, this feels like a poorly disguised fetish. It's like he *wants* to drool on me. It's like he said that, expecting a positive reaction from me. It's like he wanted me to say "Oh, no worries! I'd love to have your sloppy saliva on my clothes!". But that just won't fly. Not with me. I refuse to take part in this guy's sick fetish. If this is the first thing he says to an acquaintance, just imagine what's on his hard drive. Thankfully, this is the only time you see him in-game (and thank god for that...) But since I'm a kind soul, I put up with him. He figured out that approaching me like that wasn't exactly appropriate, so he resorted to small talk. Asked me for my name and all. I put in "Dre". It's short for "Andre".

He just laughed in my face. I'm starting to think that this guy is more of a social cripple than me. It's not like his name is any better. This is the first time I've seen a cat named Rover. That's the equivalent of being a man named "Aubrey", so I suggest he keeps his mouth shut.

He starts interrogating me. Asks me what town I'm moving to. Why I'm moving. Now, I try to maintain an image of glamour and wealth, but truth is I'm broke. And I'm forced to tell him that. I'm forced to tell him that I can't afford a roof over my head. He's guilt tripped into helping poor 'ol me find a place to live.

Just try and tell me this doesn't sound like two dope peddlers discussing profits. And here I was, thinking that this guy is just a gooner incapable of running a business. I never would have imagined that he'd be in the crack game. Dirty money or not, it doesn't matter. I need a home, and I need one fast, cause this train's gonna reach it's destination someday. I'm also not entirely convinced that he's helping me out from the goodness of his heart. He's a porn-addict, after all. He's probably doing this in the hopes of crawling into bed with me. Absolutely disgusting.

I get off the train, and *damn*. I look absolutely terrific. I bet all the quirky girls in town are gonna be throwing petals at my feet (that is, if they're not fast asleep already...). Yeah, I arrived in town a little *too* late. 22:39 (that's 10:39PM for you yankees). Gonna have to put off my lady killer antics for tomorrow, unfortunately. I know, I need to get my priorities straight, and my priority right now is finding a place to sleep, preferably warm. You can't see him in the image, but Tom Nook is *right* there! He's the only person in Katos (that's the name of the town!) awaiting me, and it's not because he wants to give me a housewarming welcoming ceremony. He's awaiting me purely for his own gain! He informs me of the loan prices, and they're quite generous, actually. First loan is 19.800 bells. Now, if you didn't know, bells are based off Japanese Yen (I *might* be lying here. I read this on the Animal Crossing Forums years ago, but it makes sense, right? Nintendo is a Japanese company or whatever.) Now, 19.800 Yen equates to 135.360 US Dollars. Now, I'm convinced that this is a money laundering scheme. Tom Nook is a dope dealer, and he's loaning off houses as a cover. 135 Dollars with no interest? It's a little shady.

This is the aftermath of my first deposit. I only had a thousand bells on me. Now, he mocks me for being impoverished, but I laugh back at his comically elongated nose. Just look at it. You could stack donuts on that thing. Kissing is probably very complicated in the Nook family. He offers, no, he *forces* me into working for him. Usually, I'd salvage my dignity and smugly refuse, but these are grim times. This doesn't stop me from slacking off, though. I'm gonna go and make a plethora of friends!

*Ow*. That's what I get for slacking off. You think this is an elaborate scheme by Nook to punish me for not happily waltzing into his shop immediately? Cause I don't. I think this guy is just an asshole. From now on, August 22nd, he's my enemy number #1. He's gonna leave town whether he likes it or not. There's a good reason as to why every acre around his house is devoid of residents. I think he's hiding something. Maybe he's involved in the whole drug thing? I feel like he would've been forced out of town by the other villagers. Tom Nook *has* to be the one keeping him here. Surely the others would not tolerate him, unless they're in on the whole thing too...A cartel town.

Now, I was approaching this guy's shop, mood ruined, until I stumbled onto this ball. Now, kicking the ball is quite fun, actually. It makes bouncy noises. They're such a joy to listen to. So much so, that I couldn't help but share the sound with the 2 people reading this blog. Now, I didn't realize that my microphone was on, so you're gonna hear me flicking the joystick around, but it's the thought that counts, right? :)

Now, this lady got mad at me for some reason. I was mistaken with some "hipster" (who could that be?). I suspect that this "hipster" dude is gigolo. The dialogue is *very* revealing. "I've been waiting here all night!". No comment.

She profusely apologized once she realized I wasn't her man. Weirdo. I'm starting to think that I'm the only normal one here. I don't even want to know what the rest of the town roster looks like. Better stop slacking off and get a job.

Wow, starting off great... This business doesn't seem profitable. Look at what he's selling here. Wallpaper, carpet, and a shovel. I'd get rid of those right off the bat if I was him. How often does one buy a carpet?

"**41.9% The percentage of the U.S. flooring market represented by the carpet industry in 2015, according to statistics from Marketing Insights**"

I'm too tired to try to decipher the meaning behind that statistic, but it's either saying that 41% of people use carpet, or that 41% of people don't. And there's a cactus and umbrella, too. *Nobody* buys that stuff. Maybe if he opened up a bakery he wouldn't be forced to operate in a shack. You don't launder money like this.

As punishment for being late, he made me wear this preposterous costume that I'm too ashamed to show here. He tasked me with with planting flowers, claiming that it would be "aesthetically appealing to visitors" or whatever. I wasn't really listening, was too distracted by his absurd nose. I did whatever any self-respecting person would do and planted the blossoms outside my soon-to-be residence. It's not like a bunch of poppies would make his sorry shack look any better, no? No.

He told me that I can't proceed without getting along with the townies. Actually insufferable. I don't wanna introduce myself to any more dodos, but orders are orders, and as much as I'd love to disobey them, sometimes you gotta be responsible.

Hey, it's not all that bad. This girl likes me (platonically! I'd never go out with a frog). It seems that she has her own merchandise, too (Note the cutesy frog T-Shirt she's wearing). Wow, there's one stable person here! She even let me walk into her one-room house.

*Oh*. Maybe the umbrella business really *is* profitable?

I also had to say hi to the mayor. He was at the wishing well, for some odd reason. Now, guess where you can ask for an apology? Exactly here, at the wishing well. I feel like he kills off his opposition in order to stay in power, and now he feels remorse. That's why he's here. Tom Nook even says that "You can find him by the wishing well", so this is a regular thing for him. The things people do to stay in power. You can even see how startled he is to see me there. "Eh? Whuh?" He's acting like he just got busted. Now, he's trying to distract me here with some really odd questions, like asking me which family member I respect the most. The reason he's asking me this really random question is because he worries. He worries that I know the real reason as to why he's at the wishing well. Now, I see right through him, but I play into his game. I know he wants me to say that I respect my Gramps the most, but I said Grandpa just to piss him off. He's probably divorced, too, so that's just adding salt to the wound, right? He promptly gets pissed off and starts boasting about his status. I don't care! Oh, also, the wishing well could be a metaphor. There's water in a well, and he has blood on his hands. How do you wash away blood? With water, obviously. The signs were all there, and I'm probably the first to notice them. I'd like to point out a pet peeve I have with this game. It's about the music you hear in the tutorial (when you work for Tom Nook). It's one of the best songs to come out of this series as a whole, and yet you only get to enjoy it for, what, 20 minutes? It's a shame, cause this would've worked as a 1-4 pm theme really well. Here, have a listen.

It's the biggest missed opportunity of this series. If I was smart enough, I'd mod this in as hourly music. But alas, I am not. I've just barely figured out HTML.

I had to advertise my employer's business in a letter. Now, I know how much *everyone* hates getting mailed ads, so I thought I'd try something more experimental here, so I wrote this mantra. It's supposed to represent the shop calling out to him. 50/50 chance it will work.

Turns out this game has cops. That whole "cozy, comfort game" facade has fallen. They operate a lost & found thingy, so I took advantage. Yes, I've been in town for 20 minutes and I already lost 2 of my tees. Silly me!

Turns out that Bob is here! He stuttered when I introduced myself and he's obviously socially inept. Asking me to give something to someone else when it's him that should be doing it? He's obviously doing it to avoid talking to..Oh, it's Spike. The asshole bull from earlier. I don't blame him for shifting that quest on me, honestly, I'd do the same...

Wow, okay, this means war. How could he call Bob a loser? The poor kitty is just scared of the world...I'm not letting him get away with this. I told him to sleep well tonight, because I will be banging my shovel against his bamboo fence anytime he gets rest, starting from tomorrow.

That scared him off good, so he gave me this really ugly shirt to try and bribe me into bestowing mercy upon him. Not only was the shurt ugly, but it also had sweat stains, bleugh. Into the dump it goes!

And just like that, I was done. I had paid off an additional 1,700 bells. It was NOT worth it, not one bit. The worst part is that I all the shops are closed now. I can't even dig up the daily glowing spot. That's a thousand bells I'm missing out on. We'll get 'em next time, I guess. For now, I can just go home and take a gander at what furniture I got gifted.

Yeah, I didn't mention this, but the villagers give you stuff when you run errands for them. They usually don't say *that*, though...

This is just bonkers, now. I have a kiddie table that's as big as my house. I guess that's where I'm sleeping tonight. There's also this thing I stole from the Police Station in the bottom right corner, but I'm not really sure what it is. It looks rad, though, so it's staying. And that was all. Writing this was *exhausting*, it took me about 2 hours, and for what? So that I can have 2 people read it? I'm *really* hoping that I don't get bored of this game quickly, cause that's what tends to happen when I try to get back into City Folk. Hopefully this one has something that keeps me coming back to it. I'll go and get some good sleep now.

[jeanmoreausautismstickers]

things my best friend has said as marauders quotes

Sirius at James and Lily: don't breed. breed is bad.

Sirius: he (remus) would be a good stripper I think

James to Sirius: you're a hoe. but a lovely hoe

Barty: listen. I've cut open humans before and they have big breathing sacks-

Sirius about Regulus: he's a middle aged child

James explaining Sirius and Remus's relationship: they're besties...with benefits 😏

Peter: is there an ankle kink?

Regulus: because ALL ghosts just HAVE to be white don't they?

Evan, mispronouncing androgynous: yeah I feel a bit an-dro-gy-noose today

James: [sirius], please stop assaulting my pen

Evan: I'm a little German boy, I'm gonna get your toes with my little German boy fingers

Barty: give me the dead fetus, I have plans

Peter to Remus: do you have... a knee kink?

Marlene: I think the eggs for breakfast caused my period actually

Marlene: monkeys are the ancestors of cats

Barty, to Regulus: are you a keyboard? cos I'll play you like one

Sirius: I swear to [Merlin] I will sniff your arse

Sirius to Remus: can I unwrap you like a Christmas present?

Marlene: step-mummy please😩

Remus: no one likes a dog that vibrates [padfoot]

Mary: if a bee hit it from the back would it die before it could orgasm?

Peter: I think I could top a spoon

James to Lily: im not wearing anything under this mirror👀

Barty about Regulus: evil dick, giant brain

Sirius: haha [marlene] ate dick

Marlene: BOOBIES? WHERE

Lily, after a marauders prank: I could write a sixteen page essay on how much I wish I were a lesbian

Sirius when Remus walks in: hello sexy male

Sirius: a secret, third thing, my deep ass cheeks

Remus: Lma-no.

Remus: stop saying thick-arse rim!

Marlene, drunk: horse shoes don't go on horse cock, that's why they're horse shoes not horse condoms

Barty, about Regulus: I'd let him punch me for free, but you got PAID?

Sirius: [Regulus!] you devious little dog!

James: I can confirm, [Marlene] and my mum did not have sex to make me

Sirius: someone cummed in a glue bottle, that's why it's so hard

James, panicking to Pomfrey: MY JUGULAR IS JIGGLUNG

Remus: mate stop fingering the biscuit

James: I don't want your drug pens!

James at Marlene: stop underlining your nipple

Sirius: haha there's a man on your tit

James: my mum is not a man! nor a football!

Sirius: [Dumbledore] is a BOTTOM everyone

Barty: I'd be the one DOING the fucking, not getting fucked

Regulus: can I refer to you as a travelling circus?

Barty, in response to ^: well I am a walking joke

Sirius: if you're homophobic you get sent to bitch jail

James: I'm just too quirky for my own good

Sirius: does that mean pussy is dogwater

Sirius when Remus gets rid of his trousers: how much are you selling your arse fabric for?

Remus: I dare you to drink the bananas cum

Lily: I don't want to hold hands with Jesus, put him back on his cross

Sirius, after losing his virginity: I started celebrating because I got to touch arse

Remus: christ no I don't want to touch God's nuts

James when Remus gives him anything: thanks. it doesn't have weed on it, right?

Sirius: I'm like a bird hi-YAH oh shit I pulled a muscle

Remus: the wake up woman touched my penis

James: please stop serenading my father

Marlene: whore core?? I think you mean me when women

Sirius and Regulus about slow walkers: you know what career they can pursue? ROADBLOCKS

James: be careful. I'll beat you up with my Calvin Klein man muscles

James: im clutching my house keys

Effie, about Sirius: I saw him and I knew immediately I should put him in my child jar

Sirius after drinking water: im gonna break records with how much I piss today

Evan, seeing Sirius from afar: is that Jesus christ? why is he so white? absolutely translucent

Barty, holding Regulus's diary: I think this may be a gay sex book

baby James: what do you do? I'm a snot picker

Sirius: thaddeus with the phatteus

Sirius about Regulus: stop babygirl-ifying him! he is not babygirl material! I am :(

Barty: he was a man. probably a white one, there was a lot of audacity

Sirius: that is two cheeks too many mate

Sirius: give me the fathers I need to collect them

Remus: stop squeezing my fucking flange

Regulus: calm your foot before I eat it

Marlene: it dried my nose. it was so dry. drier than a straight man's wife, I'll tell you that

James: oh, you did competitive ballet when you were young? my parents loved me so I can't relate

James, trying to help Remus and Sirius get together: do you like balls bursting in your mouth?

Barty: stop playing with balls in your mouth

James, watching Regulus, Evan and Barty walk into the toilets: three men just walked into the loo, they might kiss~

Remus, trying to find a body wash: does this smell like weiner or hydrangea

Sirius when McGonagall: turn your bagpipes off for [Merlin's] sake

Evan: thumb me bitch

Sirius to Marlene: you already knew you liked women! you were in her boohs!

[burdened-boy]

List your top 10 favorite films in whatever order you like, but explain your very favorite! Pass this on to whomever you want to learn more about them! Have a good day!

@archerwhiterp

ok this is going to be a doozy

blade runner 2049. there's a lot of dialogue on the internet about this movie, and it gets caught up in the whole incel thing...which is unfortunate because 2049 is a gorgeous movie. it's very long, the plot moves very slow, and there are admittedly boring parts, but you could literally screenshot any frame of this movie and set it as your wallpaper. its beauty for beauty's sake, and i love that so much. it swallows you. if you don't mind slow burn movies, i cannot stress enough that 2049 is worth the time. oh my GODDD THE SOUNDTRACK!!!!

mad max: fury road. this shit rules. if you know me, you know i am obsessed with cars, and if you watch it, you'll at least understand why people like me love them. fury road is chaos incarnate. like, this movie is fucking nuts. i'm struggling to type this portion right now because even thinking about it activates my monkey brain. it's fire and speed and steel and gasoline. it's heavy metal blasting out in the desert. it's driving an armored semi truck into a tornado, and throwing exploding spears at anyone who tries to stop you. witness me.

the good old original star wars (a new hope). i'm a closeted star wars fan, though i haven't engaged with it much lately. a new hope is such a refreshing movie to watch; i love it so much because of how genuine it is. yeah, by 2023 standards it's cheesy, but who cares? corniness is only bad if it's in bad faith. i don't hate disney star wars (ROTJ is actually my fav of the sequels) but a literal giant evil corporation cannot match the fun of a new hope.

(these next ones aren't in order, they just bang around in my head like those little toy lawnmowers toddlers push around with the balls inside them)

original robocop. ACAB, except robocop. i need to rewatch this one, because it would probably unseat a new hope.

the fifth element. incredible story behind this movie's development.

dunkirk. rarely-told story from wwii, with another banger soundtrack.

1917. the great war doesn't have as many movies made about it, so seeing this was fascinating, but deeply sobering.

metropolis. the first cyberpunk movie! hi Spoons lol

isle of dogs. oh my god, a quirky movie about dogs. it looks like it was made with stop motion. sold.

a town called panic. it's french. it's actual stop motion. it's really fucking weird and silly. truly never a dull moment in this goofy ass flick from the early 2000s. what a treat. HIGHLY reccomend

[befriending]

╰   ☆  ◞  gracie abrams / ciswoman / she/her ———  no way is that DYLAN WEBB? you know they’re TWENTY FIVE years old and they’ve been in los angeles for ALL HER LIFE. they’re chillin’ as a SINGER / MUSICIAN. oh and they’re notoriously known for being ALOOF but there are some people who have seen them be QUIRKY. i heard they’re a part of a SOLO ACT called DYLAN WEBB, yeah they’re a VOCALIST / GUITARIST. to be honest they sound a lot like GRACIE ABRAMS / OLIVIA RODRIGO / MAISIE PETERS. they’re actually FAMOUS.

BASIC INFORMATION:

full name: dylan elizabeth webb

nickname(s): dyl / d

age: twenty-five

date of birth: 7th september 1999

place of birth: los angeles, california

gender: ciswoman

pronouns:��she / her

orientation: pansexual

language(s) spoken: american english

neighbourhood: downtown la (previously eastdale)

living arrangements: living in a downtown la loft, with a roommate.

FAMILY TIES:

mother: elizabeth webb (retired musician)

father: adam webb (movie director)

siblings: stella webb (younger sister) & alex webb (younger brother)

spouse / partner: n/a (very single!)

children: n/a

pets: french bulldog called, milo

OCCUPATIONAL INFORMATION:

occupation: solo artist / pop star

skillset or specialisation (if applicable): singer/guitarist

name of their act: dylan webb

so they play instruments? if so what?: guitar / piano / little bit of drums

how long have they been a part of the act?: all her life!

artist influences: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, maisie peters, chappell roan, beabadoobee, nell mescal, dodie, laufey

current monthly spotify/apple music listens on average: 2,538,556 listeners

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

face claim: gracie abrams

hair color: dark brown

eye color: brown

height: 5"7

tattoos: small lightning bolt on her left wrist

piercings: both ears pierced, used to have a nose piercing at one point but took it out.

clothing style: mum jeans, cosy jumpers, white / band tees, red lipstick, flannel shirts, converse, big hoodies, hair bows, wearing running shorts casually, dad caps.

distinguishing characteristics: she's got a scar on her knee, from where she fell off her bike as kid! also, she's almost always wearing a bow in her hair!

PERSONALITY:

positive traits: caring, hardworking, intelligent, observant, quirky.

negative traits: disorganized, critical, impatient, forgetful, stubborn

hobbies: learning how to play musical instruments, writing songs / music, going out dancing, drinking iced coffee, hanging out with her dog milo.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

best-friends: dylan has lived in la her whole life, i'd love to see her have a group of close-knit friends, that do EVERYTHING together!

roommate: she's recently moved out of her parent's home, got her own place in downtown la with a roommate, do they get on? do they hate each other? we can talk about that!

current hook-ups / fwbs etc: u know the vibe, dylan is dating very very very causally at the moment, for fun more than anything!!

exes: she needs some people that she can write songs about, PLEASE!! we can discuss if they ended badly or not!! thank u!!

QUESTIONNAIRE:

"start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?" "oh yikes! you're not holding back are you?" dylan laughs awkwardly, "i'm dylan, i'm twenty five and uh --- well i like to sing".

"how long have you been making music?" "god, this is very cheesy, but i've been making music since i was a teenager, if you look hard enough on youtube, you'll find a channel i posted my awful covers on".

"how would you describe the kind of music you make?" "again with the tough questions! i'd say, it's kinda poppy, fun, and vibey but also, sometimes, it can be super dramatic, sad, mope around your bedroom music just depends on what kinda mood i'm in". "who are some of your biggest musical influences?" "my mum, obviously, stevie nicks, dolly parton, taylor swift". "what is the first record you ever bought?" "ohmygod! i think it was a one direction vinyl, don't judge me". "what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?"

"everything! music is the only thing i've EVER wanted to do, so i'm very thankful that i can do that".

"what are some stand out moments from your career so far?" "ooh, i've done so many brilliant things, but i'd have to say recording some of my mum's older songs with her, was a dream". "how would you describe your style of performance? what makes your shows worth seeing?" "it's a big experience, some songs are just me and my guitar, other times, it's me and my band. i like to put on a show for people, i make things as fun as i can by interacting with the crowd a lot, my fans make the show! recently they've started handing out friendship bracelets at my shows, i LOVE THAT" "what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?" "i've already done so much, i'd really like to record something for a film soundtrack, that'd be great" "what’s next for you?" "dude, i've got no idea, but i can't wait for it"

if you’d like to plot with dylan, then please feel free to like this post and i’ll message you or feel free to message me on discord @ radcorrie!! thank you!!

[gaykarstaagforever]

This is a list of scripted ABC shows from the last season. I haven't heard of most of them because I'm not 63 so I'm going to guess what they are about from the titles and then check and see how right I was. Or if my idea is better.

1. The Conners was that reboot / sequel of Roseanne. But then Roseanne was insane and racist in real life so they kicked her off of it. I assume it was retooled to now be about the family becoming private eyes and traveling from town to town in a gadget-loaded super RV, solving mysteries.

You should all note before I go on that most of what I know about network television comes from the 70s and 80s. Back when it was also cheap and lame, but at least fun.

2. Abbott Elementary. Probably just Community / The Office, but in an elementary school filled with a diverse cast of quirky characters who only seem to date each-other. I bet they do a lot of jokes about helicopter parents and people getting offended by seemingly innocuous things. There is probably a sassy brown person whose culture is played for light-hearted comic relief.

3. Station 19. Firefighter show, where all the firefighters look like soap opera actors. Most of the show is people having arguments and making out, then like 3 times a season stunt people in face-hiding fire gear fight a big fire inspired by some thing that happened in the news around the time they were filming the show. I bet the tag line is "And you thought the hottest action would be the fires!" Occasionally old actors from 80s movies will cameo as someone's parents. I am falling asleep just typing about it.

4. Grey's Anatomy. Oh my god. In real life these people would have retired from being bad doctors by now. Or be in jail.

5. The Rookie. I looked this one up due to the last post. Nathan Fillion plays a 50 year old rookie LAPD officer. Because they wanted to do a cop show with him but he's too old for that, without the premise. He probably has to learn about diversity and drugs or something. No one ever gets shot and they don't show LAPD white supremacist cop-gangs doing dog fights or anything. Wasted potential.

6. The Goldbergs. I've heard of this. It was some writer's Everybody Hates Chris about his 80s secular Jewish family. Obnoxious old people watched it to be reminded about how they just don't make good rock music like that anymore, man, because they are too old and lazy to go find new music they might like via streaming platforms. It has been cancelled. Good, if only to spare me that recurring conversation with people I don't like.

7. Home Economics. A rich white homemaker lady gets divorced and has to get a job as a home ec teacher at a public junior high to make ends meet? And she slowly learns to laugh and love again, while also coming to realize that poorer people are good for more than just mowing your lawn. There are hijinks about her wearing $600 shoes that get covered in cake batter. She has to rent part of her house out to an Indian immigrant family. Starring Delta Burke from 1995.

8. The Good Doctor. Ha ha ha. That show about an autistic doctor, except Hollywood doesn't know what autism actually is so he's just a deranged lunatic who gets away with shitty behavior because he's good at hearts.

But not in the fun, House MD, way.

9. The Rookie: Feds. This got cancelled so that means it was bad, even by low network TV cop show standards. I don't even know how to do that. Uh...some 50 year old TV actress I probably wouldn't recognize quits being a crime professor to become an FBI agent, after her son FBI agent goes missing under mysterious circumstances? And it ended in a cliffhanger when she got attacked by a polar bear in the middle of the jungle.

10. Not Dead Yet. My Name is Earl, but if Earl was a nice zombie. He has a best friend guardian angel played by Jaleel White.

...This actually just sounds like Highway to Heaven, if Michael Landon had been a zombie. And instead of brains he eats Jell-O, and he can take his limbs off and send them into air ducts and up drain pipes to help people, like trained rats.

...I'd watch a couple episodes of that, I guess.

11. Will Trent. Oh give me a break.

Okay. There is guy named Will Trent, who is on the run from the...CIA, because he was with them but then someone framed him for killing the Speaker of the House with a poisoned lapel pin. He now travels from town to town, helping average people and their sexy sisters out of jams, while also trying to figure out who framed him and what their master plan is, to clear his name.

The last season ended with it looking like the real villain is the First Lady, who belongs to some ill-defined anti-America cult.

It's probably based on a book series from the early 2000s that only the loudest uncles read.

12. Big Sky. Some cowboy thing, probably. Where all the cowboys are hunky stoic white men who are millionaire ranch owners. But you are still supposed to sympathize with all their "we gotta keep a-hold of this land at any cost" violent toxic male shit, because you are a postmenopausal my mother and want to have sex with these men.

It's one of those shows that just "accidentally" has zero POC cast members, who aren't one-shot drug-runners or coyotes or thugs hired by rival ranch owners.

One-shot because that is how all of their characters are killed.

It probably got cancelled when some writer got smart and tried to do a thinly-veiled anti-Trump allegory and all the Evangelicals turned on it. Tucker Carlson probably got mad about it for 3 minutes, before he interviewed some Russian politician about how the Ukrainians hate Jesus.

13. The Company You Keep. Black women try starting and running a bakery. It quickly devolved into a romantic melodrama. Black audiences never cared and white audiences wanted more sexy rich cowboys.

I don't know. It's ABC. Every seasonal lineup has at least a couple token shows starring POCs that get immediately cancelled after one season, because they aren't serious attempts at anything outside of the politics and so never connect with an audience.

Also all of them are still written by white men, so what chance could any of them have, really?

14. Alaska Daily. Northern Exposure, but the protagonist edits a news blog when not busy solving quirky small-town mysteries. The Janitor from Scrubs might be in it.

...Well. WAS in it.

This Twin Peaks thing is hard to pull off in a compelling way unless you are willing to go kookoo-bananas with it.

15. A Million Little Things. This one "ended," which means the cast wanted too much money after so many seasons, so "the producers had always planned from the beginning to wrap things up after 5 seasons."

It was probably one of those shows that just follows a "typical American family," which happens to have soap opera problems every week based on things the writers heard CNN say people in the Midwest are mad enough over to vote for Trump again.

It probably had a regular cast of like 16 people, and was on the giant TV in the showroom of every US car dealership at least once. Until someone changed it to that show which is just Kitchen Nightmares, but Gordon Ramsey has been replaced by a balding round man who lacks his charm and good heart and is just an asshole to struggling restaurateurs.

You know the one.

Or, at least, your parents do.

Update: The Conclusion

[itzelguadalupemaud]

Get to Know Me! This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you? I'm about 160cm I think

🧡 what is your sexuality? Lesbian 😊

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself? My eyes, the shape colour, eyelashes just my eyes in general

💚 where are you from? Spain and the Netherlands (I'm also German) I currently live in Spain but am moving back to the netherlands soon and I'm here for Koningsdag at the moment

🩵 do you have any pets? I have a cat and a duck and then a family dog and a family piglet

💙 do you have any siblings? Yes I have 3 older brothers, 2 older sisters and then 1 younger brothers and 2 little sisters. Yes I know 🙄

💜 describe yourself in five words or less! Quirky, gay, crazy, loving, funny.

🩷 dream job? Probably opening my own business which is a Cafe 😊

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog. Photography, drawing, playing instruments

🎂 when is your birthday? It is in march 13th

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising) I don't know actually 😂 I'm a Pisces though

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings? Yes I do I have lost count but I have them all on my arms and ribcage and to compare it to football players my arms have about the same as misa or leila ouahabi

🚗 can you drive? Yes but I ride my bike everywhere

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled? Netherlands from spain when I was a baby.

🎤 have you been to a concert? Yes a few

🎵 favorite artists? I have to many 😭

🎧 last song you listened too? I think it was reggaetón lento remix

📺 last show you watched? I'm not sure

📝 last thing you wrote? Not sure

🔐 something no one would guess about you? Probably that I'm a virgin. The things I say are 😭

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you? Brother committing suicide and walking in on him...

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you? Meeting football players like Alexia puttelas

🍓 favorite food? Strawberries or pannenkoek 🤤

🍅 least favorite food? I really don't like marinated chicken wings.. very specific

🍊 favorite season? I love winter

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write? Too wide of a range to put it into a sentence

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be? More like if I could meet a player who would it be, probably misa Rodriguez 🥵

🫐 some place you’d love to visit? Italy

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you? Quirky

🍒 what is your earliest memory? Gosh I'm not sure, probably baking all these different dishes with my mama and they were all spanish and we were in the netherlands and everyone loved them.

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had? To not be clumsy 😭

💌 why did you start this blog? My love of women and football

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic? This year, im still getting into it but its hard with english being a 4th language 😅

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer? Probably questions about my life or about my opinions on players

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write? My current obssesions

📌 what is the fic you’re know for? None yet

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most? Changes all the time but anyone from the spanish team

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for? American womans team, i dont like american football much and dont know the players and i cant understand there accents

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write? No

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often? Misa Rodriguez and lynn wilms 🫠

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time? Not sure what that means

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time? i love friends with subtitles 👍

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone? Friends

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from? Oh im not sure

🌹 favorite kinks to write for? I haven't written any Smut yet well I've tried but I get side tracked, but when I did it was praise.

🥀 kinks you would never write for? Choking or daddy or mommy kink

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged. Not sure

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer? I love @ girl genius and @wiley russo and codi marin and repulsive liquidations and also katelynn writes (can't remember their tags) there's also this new writer who I like her name is @wosoluver

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change? Going back and Helping my brother through a tough time

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? I've had quite a few actually one being my next step to opening my own cafe

Why is it so important to you? Ummm what so important?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome? Grief

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important? a bracelet with symbols of significance in my life

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you? When I was grieving I was so numb that life passed by and I honestly couldn't tell you half the stuff that happened

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

[getfollowersuk]

Throw The Ultimate Slumber Party With House Of Dreams!

A memorable sleepover is created by the munchies, the movies, and the late-night conversations. The pyjamas you wore, whether they were a sweet matching set or a worn-out t-shirt and shorts, indicated that you were spending the night in an atmosphere of cosiness and happiness. Whether it's a formal sleepover or not, recapturing that sensation with a pyjama party is a welcome celebration for anyone of any age.

What would you do if someone invited you to a pyjama party but you had nothing appropriate to wear? You don't want to go through it, and that's where we come in! Here are seven hot ideas for summer sleepwear that will save the day:

Sleepwear sets: A two-piece set of women's sleepwear like a co-ord set is a necessity for every girl's wardrobe. Put on a nice pair of thin socks to finish the appearance, and they'll keep you warm, too. It is attractive while still being cosy and light, making it the ideal option for summer nights. It's easy to go, chic and comfortable at the same time. If you're in a hurry and need something quick and cosy, these co-ord sets are an absolute must-have! Bright colours: It's okay to brighten up your wardrobe once in a while. Choose strong, vibrant colours like maroon and navy blue rather than light pastels that are readily stained. The colours resist fading even after frequent machine washing and never go out of style. Quirky prints: Pick sets of women's cotton pyjamas with floral and quirky prints that aren't overly frilly but are yet basic and attractive. You don't need to stock up on bright pink women's pyjama gift sets because you're not Barbie. Choose locations with blue floral patterns or patterns with blue and pink flowers. Quirky prints are the new trend and look extremely cute on anyone. Buttoned-up sleepwear sets: These days, buttons aren't as dull as they once were. But currently, women's buttoned summer pyjamas are regarded as regal and exude a classy, sophisticated air. Most button-down pyjamas are plain with few prints, which is ideal for someone who likes muted hues and clean lines.

Comfy nighties: Nothing compares to a sweet, cosy nightgown. You really can find it in every colour and print you choose, which will drive you crazy as you peruse the options on offer. To ensure that you and your closest friend have matching pyjamas, they also make fantastic women's pyjama gift sets.

Get something from-fitting: This might not be the one for you if you prefer loose pyjamas. However, if you're up for trying something new, check out Glen Iris, Melbourne's form-fitting women's sleepwear. Because they look casual but have a formal vibe, you can wear them for a fast trip to the grocery store or an evening walk with your dogs. Since the wedding season is coming up, here are some ways you can plan a bridal sleepover:

Pack a survival kit: Since you are the bride's closest friend, you undoubtedly know what your best friend cannot live without. Start the overnight by giving her the essential survival kit, which will remind her of you guys every time she uses it. You can even package your presents such that they look good on Instagram! Don't forget to include everything she loves, including her favourite skincare products and the Rose! Get your slumber robes: Without you and your bridesmaids dressed in matching, elegant robes, what is a sleepover night? Since this is not just any night, you don't want to be photographed while wearing just any pyjamas. So, to look all feminine and fun in your shots, be selective and colour-coordinate with your girls! Oh, and to add to the excitement, you and your bridesmaids can get personalised night suits and custom-made robes instead of the usual lingerie labels. Get your movies straight: By viewing the greatest rom-com ever during your sleepover, you can put an end to your anxiety. No, this is a night for Sex And The City, not for watching scary movies that would give you nightmares! Watch movies that will make you feel ecstatic and will make your night out with your girlfriends exciting. Play fun games: This is the night to engage in some wild activities that force you to divulge information that not even your girlfriends know about. One of our favourites is bachelorette bingo, a card with a grid pattern and a list of amusing challenges for the bride and her closest friends. Get fun eye masks: We're all down for some quirky and adorable eye masks during your girls' sleepover! You know you can't miss this one since cupcakes, eye masks, and a pyjama party go together like peanut butter and jelly.

Have a photo session: A hen party without lots of pictures of you and your bridesmaids wearing squad goals t-shirts is just not acceptable! So, by dressing to the nines, you can turn these tees into a keepsake and make the evening one to remember! Purchase personalised nightwear online and participate in a bomb squad photo session. Have goodies: Without giving your bridesmaids a goody bag filled with presents they'll love, you can't say goodbye! You know they deserve it, and no matter how old we become, we all get excited when gifts are wrapped in sparkling, vibrant paper.