#mod skit

[jaketavappreciation]

ik valentine's day was technically yesterday now but it's still Their day......... they are celebrating with kisses and bad movies and a nice walk through the forest

[hugecarls]

oh i won da gym badge but u won my heart 🔥🔥🔥

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

HAL: Please stop putting fish in your pants. That's not what they mean by "codpiece".

CALIBORN: I DO WHAT I WANT. FAGGOT.

HAL: Yes, you do. I don't know why I possibly would've thought so otherwise.

[rockthefiredetonation]

Happy Holidays everybody! Me and Mod Fatz(@mr-grizzed) have been working on this lil thing all December!!!

Costume Descriptions in order: Beach Bear: Himself... Mitzi: Clara from The Nutcracker! Dook: Rudolph Fatz: Santa Claus! Billy Bob: Also Santa Claus! Looney: A Christmas Tree Rolfe 'n Earl: An elf and the Grinch! (Bonus lil thing under the cut !!!)

[is-this-plural]

danny gonzalez doing his skits

SO PLURAL!!!!

[asymphonyofstarlight]

am i making sims of fictional characters instead of sleeping. Yes. 🗿

[askaceattorney]

Dear Skibot99,

The biggest chicken you can think of with Christmas Cake, potatoes, corn and-

What? Isn't Christmas always celebrated with chicken?

- Maya Fey

[doujinshi]

so i got banned from healsluts

make sure to like comment and subscribe

[nokikissa]

UFOPORNOO JONKUN KOTONA :OO

[jaketavappreciation]

GOOD BLOG OP!!!!

THANK YOU !!!  JAKETAV IS PEAK

[halliserres]

i love lies of p i love playing as timothee chlamydia telling my silly little lies <33

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

JOHN: this movie is so bad. it’s like watching a train wreck. a train wreck full of clowns. clowns who are also on fire. and they’re screaming. and they’re trying to put out the fire with more fire. and then the train explodes. and then the explosion explodes. and then the universe explodes. and then the explosion of the universe explodes. and then god explodes. and then the explosion of god explodes. and then everything is just explosions. explosions everywhere. forever.

[oogaboogaspookyman]

@mushroom-for-art

Why not, i got the idea, i'm absolutely obsessed anyway lmao-

[BACKSTAGE YELLING]

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*May is looking through the tag in the same site, outta nowhere she finds a post with the tag that starts as some ARG*

May: wh- it's posted by "a-lone-mic"... That text takes me somewhere, imma check-

*she taps the text on the post, it takes her to a single reblog thread filled with... Songs, and different names*

May: what the fuck-???

*silence fills the room, until...*

May: hey what's up with this FNF: The Black Eyes thingy??

Oh that? I've seen shit about it, teasers and progress on it, some concept of Mewtwo with a mic, weird shit.

May: ah okay- and you're in it too?

How did you know.

May: snrk- it's pretty fuckin' obvious, for so many reasons i can't even list them!

And it'll be fun, i'll be looking like a king and everybody is gonna want me!

May: SAYS THE RICH BRITISH WHITE BOY STARBUCKS DRINK THIEF.

Awww come ooooonnnnn move on from the past already!

May: SEE?? THAT ACCENT, IT'S THAT VOICE, YOU FUCKING MENACE!

wheEeeeeeEeeeEEeeze- it's only rumours! You don't have the evidence! I don't even like them!

May: THEN WHY DO YOU DRINK THEM WHILE I'M GONE??? ASSHAT.

*the Lost Silver lookin' ass is HOLLERING*

HELP.

May: besides, aren't the thirst posts enough??

Nope, i think it'd be funny-

*he's giggling*

May: you're a dickhead you know that? These people man... Unbelievable how thirsty they are!

Matt: hey wouldn't it be funny if you were shoved into the mod?

May: MATT. MATT DON'T DO THIS TO ME. I'M NOT GONNA BE IN THE SAME PLACE AS THIS SELFISH STARBUCKS DRINK STEALING ASSHOLE.

Matt: ye ya will haha-

May: MATT I'M GOING TO STEAL YOUR LIVER.

Matt: wheEeeeeeEeeeEEeeze-

May:

POV: I GOIG TO FUCKING GET YOU.

Matt: HEP ME-

Yeah you're better off away from the mod, you'd have to sing against a very annoying little kid and take it from me, you don't deserve such a tormenting expirience.

It's fucking painful, i'm telling you!

May: GOOD, THAT'S WHAT YA GET FOR STEALING MY DRINKS.

Matt: hElp me i cAN't-

[nommedtail]

bruh the only melanin on arknights cn summer banner seems to be another bad 5* wtf HG lol

rip sand reckoner and his qt birds

[artful-mimicry]

//this is a polite request but if talking about me out of character please use mod instead of mun\\

[littlerequiem]

the hitchhiker's guide to isekai ˚⁎⁺ levi x gn!reader

CONTENT — Levi getting isekai'd into our world, (questionable) humor, slice of life, swearing, Levi is a boomer when it comes to technology, pop culture refs, suggestive, mentions of bondage (wc: 1.1k words). Written for Day 3 - Isekai, Levi Month 2024 - @levievent

For as long as you could remember, Levi Ackerman had always been your favorite fictional character. There was something about his strength, his empathy, and his kindness that drew you to him.

Then, one day, the universe delivered him on a silver platter.

It was midsummer night when you found him. There he was, lying in your new antique wardrobe, groggy and half asleep, dark hair tousled to the side. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing; was this really your favorite anime character, in the flesh?

Before you could think on the logistics of it all, however, Levi was already reaching for the small knife tucked in his boot.

And threatening you with it.

It all happened in a flash.

With your heart drumming in your chest, you remember fumbling for words, looking straight into those sharp, silver eyes you’d always imagined must shine like starlight (and gods, they truly did).

Looking back, your first words lacked a certain decorum. “Wh—who—is this some kind of skit, huh? Are you some kind of pervert?!?”

Levi looked at you then like you were a complete idiot.

As it turned out, Levi was not, in fact, a pervert, nor did he mean to end up here in the first place.

Instead, he told you the hard facts: that he was Levi Ackerman, Captain of the Survey Corps. That he owned the same closet in his office, only in his own world. That the last thing he remembers was falling asleep in this piece of furniture, an attempt to hide from Hange who’d been up in arms trying to convince him to help with an experiment.

Your reality, it seemed, was connected to the Attack on Titan universe through a mysterious wardrobe.

(Like fucking Narnia.)

It was then that it was decided that he would stay with you until he found a way home.

A month has passed since this first moment, and to say that your daily life has been altered would be an understatement. You’re living with one of your personal heroes, after all—not that you let him know you view him as such.

Levi is trying to get back to his world, and in the meantime, Levi gets to discover your world: the joys of washing machines, the taste of matcha tea, the ease of hoovers, rock music.

And today, he’s uncovering the mystery that is the internet.

“I don’t understand,” Levi grumbles, his voice rough like sandpaper. Lines of tension form across his pale forehead, his gaze fixed on your laptop propped on the kitchen table. “People spend their time looking at cat... paintings?”

He’s perusing your blog.

“These are actually photographs that you’re looking at, but I suppose people also love drawings of cats. Cats are a very popular topic, see,” you explain, coming closer as you stop him from clicking on a sketchy looking pop up: ‘Free iPhone 15! Claim Yours Now’.

Levi's charged gaze follows as he watches you go about it; you have the thought he smells nice, like fresh linen and tea.

You clear your throat, withdrawing from his personal space. “Um... anyway, that’s not all you can do with the internet. People use it for all sorts of things: you can look up the news, the weather, forums…”

He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back in the chair. “What’s that? Sounds like a disease.”

Ah, where to start...

“Forums are online spaces where people can discuss things. You can host debates, provide instructions, and more. Personally, I use them to gush about things I love. Like books!”

Levi clicks his tongue. “So, a bookclub?”

“Mm, yes, and no. Like sure, on the forum I'm a mod for, I love to discuss the plot, the characters, and the writing, but I also just enjoy goofing around with my friends and sharing memes.”

“Me...mes.” Levi looks puzzled by this word.

You stifle a snort. “Memes are like... jokes. Only sometimes, they're also cultural staples.” At his skeptical expression, you shrug. “I guess this world is different from yours, in that respect. We have... less immediate dangers, more free time.”

“That's not a bad thing,” he mutters, tone oddly soft. He averts his tepid gaze, looking back to your blog as he exhales through his nose. “But your world still makes no sense to me. Especially all of this.”

He nods towards the web page.

“It’s okay, the internet takes a while to get used to," you say. "Even for me... I constantly feel like an old crone whenever I hear all the lingo kids are coming up with these days.”

“Hmph.”

Levi looks unimpressed. So, forums—and the internet, it seems—aren’t his thing. Probably for the better—the last thing you need right now is for him to realize there’s a whole fanbase devoted to discussing his character (not to mention the other, less PG-friendly aspects of the conversation).

“Hey, how about we take a break?" You tilt your head, flashing him an easy smile. "You’ve been staring at the screen all morning. It can be a strain on your eyesight.”

Levi’s half-lidded stare crinkles, his lips pursing into a thoughtful pout, the same look he gets whenever you throw him scraps of information about your world and its strange customs.

“I was planning to make some tea,” you add, “want a cup?”

“… if you're making one anyway,” he mumbles, scowling in a way that reminds you of a grumpy cat. Cute.

You head towards your small kitchen, grabbing Levi’s favorite tea bag and laying out clean cups. As the kettle groans alive and you eventually hear that familiar sizzling that tells you the water’s come to a boil, another noise coming from behind garners your attention.

“Oi, something happened to your cat photo-thing,” you overhear Levi drawl.

You turn with a raised brow.

That’s when you notice that Levi’s somehow ended up on your desktop page, the familiar sight of your screensaver (more cats!) appearing into view.

But that’s also when you notice the mouse is hovering dangerous close to one of your folders... your babygirl folder.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no...

“DON’T CLICK THAT!” you plead, attempting to rush to his side to avoid the embarrassment of a lifetime.

Too late. Levi has entered the folder and somehow managed to click on one of the more scandalous pictures; your peripheral catches his expression, and it's the most stupor you've seen on his face yet... and is that pink dusting his cheeks?

Because Levi is looking straight at one of the fanarts you’d saved of him months ago.

Where his pixelated counterpart is tied up. Stark naked.

Well, shit.

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