#my fav asshat

[posallys]

I love Poseidon and I’m not sorry about it

[mx-paint]

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[da-owo]

MY FAV ASSHATS HAHA anyways making myself some charms cuz i deserve it

[madockisser]

Could you write an analysis about *the* dress Cardan commissioned for Jude to wear at Dain's coronation? I'd love to read your thoughts on why he did it and the dress itself! 💖

jude’s coronation dress, and why cardan sent it analysis

hi! yes! thank you for the ask!

ah yes 🚬 the infamous coronation dress.

firstly let’s start w the how.

madoc is the grand general and very influential yaddah yaddah, it makes sense for him to share the same seamstress as the greenbriar family. this seamstress is also tight w dain, so cardan having access to her makes sense.

i’d assume he’d sketched out the deign he wanted and just gave it to the seamstress. but me personally, i’d die if he personally chose out the colors thinking, “this would suit my future wife’s color palette fs!”

as for what it looks like:

it’s ombre, and described as dark indigo at the bottom, to pale blue, then white at the top. there is a silhouette of trees that that start at the bottom and move upwards. there are gems sewn on that resemble stars in the night sky. i WISH the actually shape of the dress was designed/mentioned, just for the visual ig lol

when locke sees the dress, he says jude is beautiful, like a winter night.

now the design (my fav little detail that ppl seem to forget) is actually a view jude can see from her balcony/window!!!

so, perceive that how you want, but me personally, i def think cardan was obsessed w her enough to 1 know where her balcony is(from locke ig) and 2 watch her from it (just a hc but 👅👅👅)

as for the why. i think deep down cardan had started to realize that even he wasn’t a complete monster asshat that wanted to kill jude for making him want to kiss her so bad, and he started to want to almost apologize, but w out showing weakness. so he sent that dress anonymously.

i mean, we already know that by this point he knows he desires her, and he knows that he doesn’t want to hurt her and see her humiliated.

i think it’s mostly sweet bc from his pov, he knew that jude would assume the dress was from locke, but he sent it anyway. or maybe, since locke was going to declare himself as taryns man at the coronation, that jude would have to guess she had some other secret admirer waiting for her once she finished w locke.

he also knew that taryn was screwing her over w locke, and i think he could really relate to that (lockes an asshole) and didn’t want to see her humiliated. (both are canon so it makes sense)

so he sent her an extravagant dress, like the ones liriope wore, to spare jude from the embarrassment of having her twin steal her man. (Outshine her ig!)

another reason i think he did this was for protection. it’s mentioned directly after the dresses come that they must be careful at dains coronation so this is pretty plausible.

i recall the commission for judes original dress being red and covered w madocs crest. but the fact that she is a human, and wearing the crest of a noble household, would make her seem like a slave to the other courtiers at the coronation.

so commissioning a grand dress, one worthy of the high courts gentry, would make it seem as though she were one of the high courts courtiers, and would make those that want to hurt her probably hesitate to do so, bc why does this human girl have this nice ass dress? they’d think that she must be important or atleast well cared for.

another detail abt the dress is that nicasia knew cardan sent it. now she says this in qon, so we don’t actually know when she found out that cardan sent it. she could’ve known in tcp, maybe she caught cardan sending it off or making the sketch? or maybe she found the sketch and then later saw jude wearing that dress? she could’ve found out in twk, or when jude was in exile, etc. we may never know.

but i still think it’s sorta bittersweet that nicasia knew that cardan loved her.

anyway, cardan is on top as always🫦 thank you for the ask! 🫶🫶🫶 and feel free to add on!

[ariesqueencobra]

what we used to be | X

Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Summary: You face the biggest challenge you've faced along side your boyfriend and friends. It's also summertime and unfortunately you have school work to do, thankfully, your boyfriend is smart!

Warnings: hazing, dangerous training techniques, mentions of sex, drugs and alcohol (reader just lists these things), lying to parents?

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N: A cute moment between Reader and Eli is here, I loved writing it! It was so cute! S2 and S3 are definitely my fav seasons so it's so fun to write rn!

Thank you to those who already reblog and comment, I see you and I love you all for it!

I don't consent to this work being copied, translated or reposted.

“What do you think? Shithead one and Shithead Two?” Eli pondered as you, him, and Aisha stood in front of two new students.

“I was thinking Mary-Kate and Asshat,” Aisha said.

You laughed at the creativity, raising a brow at the two boys, hoping they caught the gist of this being a playful thing.

“Well, I’m Chris-,” the taller one began.

“Did I say you could speak?” Eli shouted, making the two flinch.

You snickered, not thinking he would do that but it was priceless seeing the looks on their faces.

“Guys they’re just messing with you,” Miguel came up to reassure them. “Besides everyone knows your names are Assface and Douchebag,” he smirked before he joined the three of you.

Enjoying the light hazing with your friends, the bells jangled and you noticed an old man come walking in, carrying a duffle bag and looking around the dojo. Though, he didn’t seem too impressed.

“Who’s that?” Eli asked Miguel.

He shook his head, you and Aisha wondering the same thing as Eli.

Miguel went to talk to the man, while you, your boyfriend, and Aisha went back to messing with the students until Sensei gathered everyone.

“Class, we have a visitor,” he started, walking in front of the class. “This is Mr. Kreese. He’s just an observer, pretend like he’s not even here,” he gestured to the man from before, who stood off to the side. “Mr. Diaz, warm them up.”

Miguel bowed before coming to the front. “Fighting positions,” he ordered. “Front kick.” 

All of you repeated the motion.

“Forward strike.” 

Again.

“Side jab,” he instructed, giggling as he did when he dabbed.

The class erupted in laughs as you all joined in on the antics, unbeknownst to Sensei’s reaction.

“What the hell was that?” Sensei asked.

“We were just messing around,” Miguel shrugged, playing it off.

“Yeah, besides we already know how to kick ass,” Eli smirked.

“Oh yeah so you know everything, there’s nothing left to learn?” Sensei walked along the front row.

Your smile faltered and you felt bad but as your good friend next to you started snickering, you couldn’t help the upward curve form on your lips.

“What’s so funny, Miss Robinson?” He came in front of her.

“Nothing Sensei, you wouldn’t understand,” she shook her head, glancing down to hide her smile.

“Try me.”

“It's a snake-do,” she glanced up, unable to hold back her laughter.

“What’s a snake-do?”

You all hissed like a snake, slithering your arms.

“Quiet!” 

You shook from shock, never hearing Sensei shout like that before. 

“5 a.m. tomorrow morning. Corner of Fulton and Raymor. You don’t show then you’re off the team,” he stalked towards his office. “Class dismissed,” he threw his arm up. 

You were wide-eyed shocked, mouth agape as you stared at your friends. It took a few moments until you process what happened and left like he said.

~

“What do you think was Sensei’s problem?” Eli asked you as he landed on his bed. 

Eli drove you back to his place. With the rest of the class wanting to head home to make sure they fell asleep early, you had the rest of the afternoon with your boyfriend.

“Beats me, I’ve never seen him angrier. Do you think he was embarrassed because of Mr. Kreese?” You hummed, thinking over the possibility. 

“Wonder what that old chode was doing there,” he chuckled.

You passed him a look while you walked over to his desk, placing your backpack on the chair to unpack your stuff. You brought your summer work over in hopes that Eli would help you with your AP Biology work since he’d taken the class the year prior.

That class on top of the AP Art course you were also going to take, you were a little overwhelmed with the work you needed to complete before junior year even began. 

“Wait, you’re seriously going to do homework?” He cocked a brow, sitting up from his bed. “It’s summer vacation, babe.” 

“Well I have two AP classes on my schedule next semester and for some reason, they gave us this whole packet for Biology, if I don’t get at least half done before July, I know I’m not gonna get it done in time,” you explained.

He walked over to his desk, looking over your shoulder. “I thought you were gonna tell your mom you were done with nerd classes,” he said. 

You glanced up at him. “I thought so too, but she already paid for the class,” you huffed. “Can you just help me with it?” 

He sighed. “You haven’t even started,” he noticed the untouched packet on the desk. “At least give it a try on your own.” 

You pressed your lips together, knowing he didn’t want to do it because it was “nerdy”.

“I need my smart boyfriend to help me through it though,” you smiled. “Please?”

“I’m done with the nerd shit, Y/N.”

You frowned. “In front of other people, but not with me,” you said. “Right?” 

He exhaled.

“You don’t have to pretend not to be smart with me because I already know you are. I understand you don’t like video games or comics anymore, but you can’t get rid of how easily you calculate the tangent of a circle in your head,” you pointed. 

Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply. “Fine, what do you need help with?” He walked over to you, pulling up a chair next to you. 

You scooted closer, centering the packet between you. “Everything,” you laughed. 

He chuckled, wrapping his arm around you as he handed you a pencil and your notebook, beginning to walk you through the problems. 

Reading about the cellular structure made no sense, but somehow hearing Eli explain it made you feel like you could teach an entire college class about it. 

“It’s vesicles after vacuoles, so that question would be marked wrong. Just alphabetize it so you know it’s in the right order,” he corrected.

You nodded, erasing the mistake and fixing it. 

He continued to read over your answers, checking which ones were right. 

You remembered all the times he would do that before, the way his eyes would focus so intently, you could see the way his mind worked, putting the solution together for the problem. The way his nostrils would flare when he got stuck on something. The way his tongue would dart out between his lips in thought. 

He has always been like that. 

He’s always been smart. 

“Are you paying attention?” Eli questioned, a playful grin on his face.

“Yes, I am,” you were quick to say.

“Alright,” he smirked. “What’s the correct answer for 34 then?” He asked, knowing he caught you in your lie.

“It’s not my fault I’m attracted to you, okay?” You defended. “I can’t help it,” you shrugged.

He only laughed as he rubbed your arm, pressing a kiss to your cheek before going back to explaining biology to you.

~

Waking up at 4 a.m. just to get to where Sensei ordered you to be at 5 a.m. was miserable.

You were struggling to keep your eyes open, but when Sensei showed you where you’d be working, the adrenaline made its way into your body and you were awake now. 

“Don’t add too much water. You wanna make it nice and thick,” Sensei ordered.

You grunted as you heaved a heavy bag of cement off the pile, carrying it over to pour more into the wheelbarrow Aisha was mixing in. 

“Keep stirring!” 

You sighed, cutting open the bag. You were going to offer to take turns stirring when Sensei called the group over as a cement truck pulled up.

The driver got out, handing the keys to Sensei and scurrying off after he saw you all. 

You all stared at him in wonder before he opened his mouth to speak.

“You think winning the All-Valley gives you the right to goof off?” He asked. 

Unsure how to answer, you glanced at each other. 

“Well, I got news for you, winning one championship doesn’t mean squat! A true champion never stops training. You gotta keep moving forward or else you could get stuck exactly where you are. It’s like the cement in this truck,” he pointed behind him. “That drum doesn't start turning, the cement inside will harden and get stuck. Is that what you want to happen to you?”

“No, Sensei!” 

“Good, then climb up and make it spin,” he said.

You all froze. 

“We learned our lesson,” Eli said, pleading for this not to go further.

“Get in!” He ordered, releasing the latch to drop the ladder. 

“Sensei, this seems dangerous. I mean the fumes alone-,” Miguel began, shaking his head.

“Quiet!” Mr. Kreese shouted, holding the same conviction as Sensei. “This man led you to the mountaintop and you question him?” He tipped his head to the side. “Look at you, look at all of you. I can’t believe this pathetic pack of pussies competed in the All Valley, and let alone won,” he chuckled. “It’s an absolute miracle. And who’s responsible for that miracle? Johnny Lawrence,” he pointed at your Sensei. “The best student in all of Cobra Kai. My student.”

You gasped in shock.

“You were Sensei’s sensei?” Eli questioned, eyes widening.

“You better believe it kid,” he responded. “And I never trained a tougher student in my whole life, so listen to every goddamn word he says.”

You eyed the truck, wanting to make Sensei proud. Because of him, you made it to the quarter-finals in the All Valley, he gave Eli more confidence.

“I’ll do it, Sensei,” Miguel said.

He began climbing the ladder and Eli followed, you didn’t think much, not wanting to let fear control you before you followed in after. 

Stepping into the cement chamber, you slid inside, finding Eli and Miguel making their way toward the far end. Your shoes landed in the wet cement, the thick substance making it almost impossible to move. 

“Oh god,” you slipped but Eli reached out for you, preventing you from falling in. 

The cement gushed under your feet and you stood beside Eli as Mitch and Chris followed in afterwards. 

You stared at each other, unsure what to do.

“Don’t just stand there, move!” Sensei commanded.

You all pressed your weight on one side, trying to rotate the container but it was slippery, your hands sliding down and your feet holding no traction.

“Come on, let’s go!” Eli encouraged. 

You took a deep breath, trying again.

“Push!” 

It moved slightly and slowly you gained momentum. You heard Sensei shout on the outside, encouraging you. 

You groaned, trying to use your strength, putting all your weight on it in hopes of hurrying it up. You all kept going, the container rotating. You shut your eyes when the cement started dripping from above, continuing to move your feet.

Everyone was screaming, slipping, falling. It was chaos but the chamber was still moving.

“C’mon, get up!” Eli grabbed Miguel by his hoodie, hoisting him up after he fell into the cement.

“We’re doing it!” You gasped.

Your friends and boyfriend cheered, the momentum making it easier to move. 

You did it. 

“You should be proud of yourselves, I know I’m proud,” Sensei smiled, spraying everyone with a hose. “Your parents would be proud, too, if you told them what we did here today, which we won’t,” he warned.

You shut your eyes as he sprayed over your face.

“You pushed forward like champions, never stopping, never being satisfied, never giving up. If you keep pushing and keep moving forward, you’re gonna go to places you never even dreamed of,” he concluded.

You smiled. 

~

You kissed Eli goodbye before you got out of the car. Your clothes and hair were drenched, even after having the windows open so you prayed that your parents were still asleep when you walked in. 

“How was practice, sweetie?” Your mom asked when she heard you open the door.

“It was great,” you said, clutching your hoodie as you winced, thankfully she was in the kitchen. 

You took off your shoes, quietly moving down the hall.

“We’re gonna visit grandma at two, why don’t you take a nap before we head out so you’re not tired?” She suggested. 

The sizzle of the oil could be heard and the smell of pancakes engulfed your nose. The knife hitting the cutting board rang through the house. All tells that she was distracted. 

“Sounds good,” you sighed out in relief, sneaking past the entry of the kitchen and making a beeline to your room. You were going to make it, but the moment your hand landed on your doorknob, a voice was heard behind you.

“Why the hell are you wet?” Your dad appeared at the bottom of the stairs, a frown on his face as he stared at you.

“Uh,” you were searching for a lie. “We had to practice our balance and I fell into a pool,” you said. 

“Balancing act, huh?” He furrowed his brows, crossing his arms over his chest. “I don’t recall there being a pool on the corner of Fulton and Raymor.”

You gulped. “We ended up going to the water park, Sensei knows a guy. I didn’t say anything because I figured you two were asleep,” you chewed on your lip.

“Hmm,” he nodded. “Why is there cement on your shoe then?” He asked, staring at the blotch of dried cement on the pair you left by the door.

Shit.

“I don’t know.” 

“Go in the kitchen,” he pointed. 

You dropped your head, walked into the kitchen, and took a seat on the bar stool. 

The sound of chopping stopped as your mother stared at you. “What happened, honey?” 

You hope she took your lie better, leaving this incident in the past, but your father wasn’t like that.

“Tell your mother and me the truth,” he said.

“Nothing happened, it was just training. We were messing around in class yesterday and Sensei didn’t like it, we had to mix cement today,” you shrugged.

“That doesn’t explain why you’re creating a puddle anywhere you walk,” your dad argued. 

“I,” you sucked in a breath. “Nothing happened!” 

“Look what I told you, it’s already happening,” your dad whispered to your mother and she rolled her eyes.

You furrowed your brows. “What are you talking about? What’s happening?”

“The lies, the being sneaky, the never telling us where you are,” he said. “I knew this is what would happen if you joined Cobra Kai.” 

“I wasn’t lying, I’m not being sneaky, and I always tell you where I am!” You raised your voice. “I could be out doing drugs and drinking, having sex! But guess what?! I don’t!” Your brows raised, eyes wide as you proved your point. “I’m a good daughter, I get good grades in school.”

“You’re right,” your dad agreed. “You are a good kid, but being in Cobra Kai will take that away from you.” 

“Honey,” your mother warned, placing a hand on his arm. 

“I just don’t understand why you hate Cobra Kai so much,” you scoffed. “It’s a better version of itself than the one you grew up with in the 80s, okay?” 

He clenched his jaw, clearly something he wasn’t saying and that made you angry.

“Doesn’t look that way to me at the All Valley, after what Eli and Miguel did to that kid? I’m only looking out for you because you’re my daughter and I love you, I don’t want you getting hurt,” he said.

“You’re overreacting,” your mother raised her hand to shut him up before she turned to you. “Are you hurt?”

“No.”

“Are you worried you will get hurt?”

“No.”

“Do you like being a part of Cobra Kai?”

“Yes.” 

“See? She’s happy,” your mother dusted her hands, going back to cooking. “The 80s was a wild time, nothing can be compared to that anymore,” she chuckled. 

“Yeah, well, go catch up on sleep before we head to my mother’s, the whole family’s gonna be there so we’ll be staying late,” your father frowned in defeat and gestured for you to go to your room. 

You thanked your mother for having your back before you made it to your room.

Today was a good day and you were proud. 

You were badass.

[mybedroomceilingsbored]

spewing whatever shit pops into my head for all my fav tma characters

ALRIGHT babes a whole entire six people wanted to see my opinions on characters so far (i just finished #103), but i don't rlly have a direction to take with this. i was thinking about giving them ratings but idek what i'd rate them ON lmao. SO!

Jon-ohoho he's so DRY and so FUNNY and somebody needs to bitch slap this man. how am i supposed to get a goofy workplace drama if he's so genre-aware?? i don't like him THAT much, but honestly the whole show would be a lot more boring without his paranoia. also was his skin rlly so bad that it took an entire MONTH to get him thoroughly moisturized? ur body is a temple, johnny boy :(

Martin-omg he's such a bean. i relate to this man a lil too much for comfort-he's bullied waaay too much by absolutely everyone in this podcast. if he reads too many statements and turns into another jon or smth i'll SWIM to the uk specifically to yell at the writers, this man is to be PROTECTED at all costs! also he SOUNDS like a fucking redhead. you can hear it in his voice. and it shows very clearly in his poetry.

Tim-hehehe ICON. s1 finale tim was honestly the greatest thing ever, the way he's changed is absolutely breaking my heart. prancing into the office during a worm attack and immediately sitting down on 20 cans of CO2 sounds EXACTLY like smth i'd do, honestly props to him for staying so calm during the whole thing. and the fact that he's fucking all these cops for information is just *chef's kiss* tbh, his entire EXISTENCE is a power move. he's got a statement coming up and i'm kinda terrified. he's been so.. depressingly realistic lately and i'm scared for him :(

Sasha/Not Sasha-sasha seemed so sweet, i wish i'd gotten to know her better before the switch! all i remember from her first vocal appearance is staring into space afterwards, trying to remember how i used to pronounce 'calliope'. i feel like her death/switch didn't hold as much gravity as it should've-i rlly wish i'd seen more of her! also, the way not sasha was the LEAST suspicious to jon-that monster's got acting CHOPS. we need her in the local theater group, HOW TF can anyone be that convincing?!?!?!

Monster Pig-last statement i listened to, so it's VERY fresh in my mind lmao. this pig deserves DEATH. i don't fucking CARE if it's "friendly", it ATE a FUCKING CLOWN. KILL ITTTTT. i am a VEGETARIAN

Michael-by FAR my favorite, the best character i've come across in quite a while, god's favorite princess <3 i adore this wonky man, he's such a legend. PEAK laugh. and he's so chaotic lmao!!! (no he absolutely did not die, what are you talking about???? that didn't happen. or Michael Shelley's tragic backstory that had me literally crying over a gd podcast, no way. i'm in DEEP denial) i adore how his first vocal appearance was just strutting into Jon's office, kidnapping a realtor, monologuing abt his identity issues, stabbing the archivist, and sashaying away. SUCH a funky dude, i adore him

Elias-he gives me bitter oldest kid vibes, this man needs therapy. what a kooky asshat, stop peeping on people.

Jude-hot in every way possible. sorry but it's TRUE. a rlly bad liar tho. not only does she speak in fucking italics, but you can tell she's giggling kicking her feet twisting her short little hairs as she's trying to get jon to shake her hand. bitch, you're sexy and you know it, SPEAK UP!!

Wormy Jane-an icon, honestly. the whole EMBODIMENT of ick. not to mention if i actually saw this woman i'd lose my SHIT, she terrifies the bejeezus outta me. her statement was what made me (sorta) stop picking at my face (for a little bit at least). i honestly wonder what she was on that made her stick her whole fucking arm in a HAUNTED WASP'S NEST. it's also so hilarious that she was camped outside Martin's apartment for WEEKS and nobody rlly questioned it-this woman is on a MISSION. slay, ick queen.

Melanie-this woman has more balls than anyone else on this damn podcast (ahem, elias mostly). we stan a girlboss with a knife-the way she was just planning to JUMP him??? melanie's 100% RIPPED, she SOUNDS like a gym rat i think. i wanna see her beat the shit outta all these ghosts :3

You're A Lighter-idk how to spell his actual name and i'm too lazy to look it up, so this is what y'all're getting. the snotty old library dude with such a kooky voice, all i could think of when i first heard him was the Kool-Aid man lmaoo. and he needs to take better care of his assistants!! EXTREMELY unsustainable :( he's like a bowerbird collecting all the shiny homicidal books.

Helen-she ATE my babygirl??!!!!?!?!!?! COMPLETELY unacceptable. i won't deny the girl's got guts for just.. chilling in Michael's creepy hallways, but COUGH UP THE CREEPY BLOND for christ's sake.

Trevor Herbert-10/10 honestly. i LOVED his statements, the vampires are SO CRAZY CREEPY and i love how he just kinda fucks around? does some light stalking? and usually ends up with a bunch of dead monsters! in essence, he looked an eldritch horror in the face, called it a slur, and whacked it with a stick. legend.

[ganondoodle]

okay more elden ring DLC spoilers below the read more

what fucks me up the most is ....... that we never actually get to meet the real actual Radahn, hes either a rotting zombie or some constructed meat puppet with a manipulated soul of his

the most we know is from the base game stuff, his men and everything, but we never get to meet him- and now ... it undermines the whole festival, i felt like it was sorrowful goodbye and attempt to grant him an honorable death- that made me fall for him in the end, the lore around that and the whole build up and vibe of it, it felt so genuine but now you cant feel that, bc you know .... either way he will be suffering, let him rot for all eternity being a threat to friend and foe alike, as this mindless monster chowing away at corpses like a beast when he used to be a powerful respected general

or kill him but instead of giving him the death he wanted his soul is instead grafted into a meat puppet by his half brother so he can be controlled and made to agree to marry him despite rejecting it in life (as far as i understood it, he definitely did reject it though bc otherwise malenia wouldnt have tried to assassinate him to get him delivered over)-

so theres no good answer and im left wondering, did his men know of that? im gonna guess no, bc the whole point of the festival was to bring him HONOR when there was nothing of his honor left, of him left, and theres no honor in being turned into a literal marionette for your half brothers sick play

you could call it tragic, and it is, but it feels so much more ..... like just wanting to violate him even in death, just because he hasnt suffered enough, lets make it even more horrible just for sufferings sake (like i get it, i like when my favs also get to suffer, what happened to him in the base game was a part of why i love him so much- but theres a limit to that imo) it takes away from so much of the festival and everything, you are not taking part in one last final battle so Radahn can die fighting, you are handing his soul over to his half brother that wants to use him like a puppet, LITERALLY, to make a mockery of his memory, make him do things he would never have if he was himself, i cant think of anything more horrible to do to him

and his people are utterly convinced they are doing right by him, when the rot was probably better than what miquella would do to him, as horrible as that was.. and if they WERE aware then wow ....... i guess miquella really had everyone on his side huh uwu, like that sucks even more, so none of them ever felt and cared about him or were all also brainwashed YIPPIIIE

(not to mention how much interesting miquella lore gets twisted into actually he was just a scheming little creep and everyone that followed him was quite literlally brainwashed- i know the whole bewitching thing is like, his thing, but MAN- it feels like whoops it was all a dream and it never actually happened when its done bad)

(and i know Radahn is a fictional character but people are gonna pin it on him i just know it, like espeically those that dont care about lore and are just there for the fights .... like its not his fault!!! and i felt like he was already hated enough, first by his too hard boss battle in base game and now in the DLC its a repeat of that even harder (though i find the complaints a lil >_> bc i have seen people just walk right over story bosses so just ... overlevel yourself if you want to do that too, you dont have to fight a boss for three days, explore and level up?) and it was already annoying how malenia defenders AND radahn defenders kept trying to make the other into some horrible asshat, when they are both not great and thats valid, but now its??? )

[wrathofrats]

Hiii you're the first person I've ever sent an ask so sorry if it's weird, but I have a request (if it's okay of course)

Could you do some swissdew? I don't see much writing of it and it makes me a bit sad

It's okay if not! Just wanted to know :)

-🌟

Omg??? No you’re not weird at all I love getting requests, in fact I’m naming you ur star anon now I hope you’re excited

Honestly it’s a bit funny that you say you don’t see any Swissdew because they used to be extremely popular! (Honestly tbh I haven’t seen them a lot recently?? Idk!!) They were my first fav ship when I joined the fandom lmao

Before I start rambling here’s some other Swissdew pieces I’ve done if you’re looking for more

(Swiss dew angst series)(breath play and being weird about paint)(dom drop after care)(forcefem)

This is weird and strange as I usually am, you didnt specify on nsfwness but most people come here for porn, if however that’s not what you wanted feel free to send me another ask!!

Uhhh basically short and sweet Swissdew and by sweet I mean finger sucking and stupidification

“Swiss, fucking move already please”

Dew felt like he had been laying there for hours with Swiss looming over top of him. The false sense of security brought on by his sweet words and gentle touch has long since faded into something dew could only really describe as torture.

“See? Now you’re learning to ask nicely, it’s getting hard to keep fighting huh?” Swiss coos

“No, it fucking hurts asshat”

“Must not hurt bad enough since you’re still being a brat”

Dews cock sat hard and sensitive against his stomach. Pre had dribbled along his torso, leaving a sticky mess that only added to his discomfort. His brain no longer felt fuzzy, as it did when Swiss finally got his cock in him after what seemed like endless prep that was mostly just Swiss playing with dew as he pleased. It felt sharp, electric and on edge, every slight jostle making him gasp in false anticipation.

“I’ve been good, I haven’t moved at all” dew pleads.

“You also haven’t shut up, probably should’ve just gagged you before we started”

Swiss moves his hands along dews body, a teasing nail tracing along his skin up to his neck. “Think you probably want to be gagged though, right? Too desperate for your own good?”

“No, I want you to fuck me already” dew whines and squirms from the uncomfortable position on the bed.

“Oh I don’t think you know what you want, don’t think you’re smart enough to make your own decisions like this since you keep talking” Swiss rubs his hand along the column of dews throat, thumbing at his chin to pry it open.

Dew attempts to mumble something incoherent around his mouth being forced open, eyes staring up at Swiss in confusion. He doesn’t make an effort to close it, waiting for his next move as saliva pools in his mouth.

“That right baby? Just get too stupid to make good choices when you’ve got a cock in you” Swiss’s tone alone has dews cheeks heating up, cock twitching on his abdomen. Two fingers slide past his lips smearing the saliva over them and down his chin.

“See, you’re already calming down, just had to get a couple fingers in your mouth didn’t I? Drool that pesky little brain out”

Dew whimpers in response as Swiss pets over his tongue, sliding the two digits in and out past his lips. He feel docile, the fuzzy feeling in his brain creeping back in around the edges

“There’s my good boy” Swiss smiles

[gooddayforaswelldrawing]

Happy birthday to this purple asshat! I'm a pretty recent fan, so i haven't really seen him grow, but I love SMG3 all the same. 4 is still my fav though /silly

Please ignore all the mistakes i drew this at 12 am </3

[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Hello :) can you do a request with modern Thomas again. They play just dance but since she was dumb at dancing in rythm she sing the lyric and Thomas is like « whoa that’s my girl » because he never hear her singing like that before. The music could be one republic. Please. And have a good day/night noon

Hope!!!!! This is literally the cutest idea thank you for requesting love youuuu

sorry if the middle pic is weird lol I just always see short hair in your pfps so I thought why not

Something I Need

Thomas x fem!reader

Notes: Modern AU, I don't think Something I Need is on Just Dance but it's my absolute fav one republic song I LOVE it so I had to use it, Minho is your bestie/no.1 enemy btw

Warnings: language/swearing

It's another late afternoon at Gally and Brenda's place, the light streaming through the window as the sun sinks down.

Most of the gang is slowly arriving for game night, Newt helping Brenda with food as Gally prepares the drinks, while Thomas lounges on the couch watching Ben and Winston fight over control of the music.

"No one wants Taylor Swift, bitch."

"She's good, you uncultured asshat. Give me the remote or I swear-"

The doorbell rings and Thomas rolls off the couch, snorting at his friends' antics.

"Alby!" he greets, the door swinging open to reveal his friend... holding eggs in his bare hands.

Alby rolls his eyes at Thomas' raised eyebrows. "Brenda wanted egg whites to put foam things in the drinks. I didn't want to crush them in my bag."

"Sure," says Thomas, amused.

"Hold the door!"

Thomas turns at your voice, grabbing the handle to stop the door from closing. His face breaks into a wide smile as he sees you.

"Hi," you say, grinning.

"Hey," he responds, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. "It's good to see you."

You giggle, blushing. "Yeah, you too."

"Goddammit," says Minho, behind you in the doorway. "You two are sickening."

You and Thomas had only started dating about a week ago, so you're very much still in the honeymoon phase, much to your friends' discomfort.

"Alright!" you exclaim, clapping your hands together. "What's going on here, everyone looks bored as hell."

"They were waiting for the fun people to show up," says Minho with a smirk.

You walk in down the hallway, saying hi to Brenda and dropping the groceries she'd asked for on the counter.

"If you're so fun, what should we do?" asks Winston.

Minho exchanges a look with you, and grins. "Just Dance," he says.

"Seriously?" huffs Winston.

"Hell yes," you jump in. "I'm gonna beat you this time, Minho."

"Just Dance is lame," groans Ben, from his upside down position on the couch.

"Only cause you suck at it," you fire back. You turn to the rest of the group. "Who's playing?"

"I'm in," says Thomas, followed by Newt and Teresa.

"Who's up first?" asks Minho, scrolling through the songlist.

Teresa jumps in, taking the controller you pass to her.

Minho selects the song, and grabs the second controller for himself. "It's a 3-person dance, you want in Tommy-boy?" he waves the control in Thomas' direction.

"You're on," says Thomas.

You and Newt pile onto the couch to watch beside Ben and Winston, with Alby standing beside you.

Your eyes stay on Thomas and his dancing; awkward and not quite aligning with the character on the screen that he's meant to be matching, but so free and joyful, laughing at Minho and Teresa, and himself too. So cute.

Newt leans over and whispers in your ear. "So we agree Tommy's got no dance skills whatsoever?"

Your eyes are still caught on Thomas, as he turns to smile at you mid-dance. You let out a cheer and clap over-enthusiastically, and he laughs at your support.

"Yeah, he can't dance," you reply fondly.

"I bet you think this is the cutest thing in the world," mutters Newt, raising his brows at you.

You snort. "Yeah, I really do," you say honestly.

The song ends with Thomas almost but not quite beating out Teresa, and Minho with a score so high it's not even funny.

You cheer along with the others, as Thomas and Teresa turn to the couch to swap players. When he gets close enough, you slip a hand behind his neck to bring him closer, and pull him into a long kiss, taking the controller from his hand at the same time.

Everyone collectively groans immediately, but you just pull back and grin. "That was for good luck. Thanks, Tommy."

"Anytime," says Thomas, with a matching grin.

You turn to Newt, who's covering his eyes dramatically, and you yank him up by the arm. "Get up here with me, you're doing this."

Minho holds up his controller. "Who wants to swap-"

"Nope, you're playing another," you cut him off, shooting him a competitive glare.

Minho smirks. "This'll be easy."

"Just pick a song, losers," calls Newt, shaking his head, as if he isn't equally competitive once you start playing.

"One Republic!" you say excitedly, and Minho selects Something I Need from the menu.

The song starts softly, making it easier to keep up with the smooth, slower dance moves. But then the beat kicks in.

"Shit!" you yell, laughing. "Why's it so hard?"

The characters do a twirl on the screen, and Newt trips, cursing loudly.

You start mumbling the lyrics to yourself, to try to keep in time. Then the chorus hits, and you decide screw it.

"You've got something I need", you sing loudly, punching each dance move out to the beat.

You grin to yourself, belting the song and watching your score go up.

Thomas watches from behind you, cheering loudly. She's so damn good.

"Hey, Y/n can sing!" says Teresa, letting out a cheer as you clap your hands on the beat, the game showing an 'awesome!' over your name.

Thomas has never heard you sing like this; it's adorable, and surprisingly really good since you're dancing at the same time.

"Is she gonna beat Minho?" Thomas hears Ben ask incredulously.

That's my girl, thinks Thomas.

The song reaches the end, and you turn to your audience at the last line. "If we only live once, I want to live with you." You wink at Thomas and shoot him a wide smile with cheesy finger guns.

Your friends start yelling as the game counts up your scores, the shouts becoming deafening as your bar overtakes Minho's.

"She's done it! She's taken him down!" cackles Ben, who for all his 'Just Dance is lame' has gotten surprisingly into the game.

Minho falls dramatically, gesturing his arms towards you with a flourish. "The true champion. Here, take my crown." He lifts an invisible crown off his head and places it on yours.

"Yes, thank you very much," you say, giving your best attempt at a curtsey.

You and Minho pass your controllers to the next players, Newt insisting on another try.

"You killed it," says Thomas, grinning at you as you join him beside the couch, standing to watch.

"It was the luck you gave me before the game," you joke, leaning into Thomas.

He shakes his head, laughing. "I like your voice, by the way."

"You do? Thank you," you say.

You both laugh as Frypan hops in the wrong direction, knocking into Winston who shouts in protest.

"Hey, Y/n." You look up at Thomas. "You know, you are something I need."

"I-" you can feel the blush rising to your cheeks, and you shove him lightly. "So lame," you groan.

Thomas laughs, and pulls you back in, looping an arm around your waist.

"...I need you too, Thomas."

He smiles, and drops a kiss on your head.

-

"Oh my god- Winston, are you okay?"

This was so fun to write lolll

Sorry for how long it took, but thank you so much for requesting @hope92100 ❤❤❤

[cboffshore]

Since I don't enjoy her at all, but you have well thought out takes on everything, what are your reverse unpopular opinions on Harumi?

Ooh, this is a tough one for me, but I think my opinions on her boil down to thess:

She is annoying as hell, but that helps her case as a character, which thereby makes it the GOOD kind of annoying.... even if she's painful to watch. Part of this might be because she reminds me VERY heavily of someone who used to torment me, but as with that IRL asshat, Harumi is terrifying on the first go round and then just a gnat in the rearview, emotionally speaking. Borderline laughable, even, which does make for a fun contrast with how utterly insane and lofty her goals are. I don't have too much to say on that, beyond that I LIKE that she's immature and stuck in an emo phase. The cringe HELPS.

As melodramatic as the "I won't let (tragedy of choice) wreck me like it ruined you" concept is and for how much flack it gets, it's a good one, and it makes her a really neat foil to Lloyd. Kinda stupid? Yeah, but back to #1 here: the cringe factor helps. Harumi doesn't want to be cringe, but frankly the more you RUN from the cringe, the more attracted to you the cringe is. Honestly.... it works for her in a way I can't articulate. Of course the foil for the Chosen One archetype is a pile of Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way cliches! Of course the foil for the guy built on change and energy and growth is stagnant and boring and irritating! It's a match made in heaven! Y'all are still shipping Llorumi? Yawn. All the cool kids ship Hacringi now. (Name needs some workshopping, though...)

Harumi isn't one of my favs either, but she's fun to pick apart. Thanks for the ask!

[soaps-mohawk]

My current fav curses are fuckface, asshat and stupid cunt😍😍

Those are some top tier curses 🤩 I've recently taken to calling everything bitch. Inanimate objects, people, myself 😂 the only one who escapes it is my dog

[sunlitmcgee]

gonna briefly break my No Hate Til Sunday thing to say the following:

Niki is an adult who is fully capable of saying no and turning down an invite to a concert of a known groomer and general asshat.

Niki needs to address this properly instead of deleting a brief tweet about it.

She, out of all the former dsmp creators, has the fewest reasons to want to associate with Dream. He did nothing to help her while she was being harassed by fans, especially when it was mainly d.Team fans that hurled abuse towards her and other female ccs.

Jumping to defend her simply Because of said harassment is not helpful or productive.

Benevolent sexism in the form of "women can't do anything wrong ever" is just as fucked up as holding women in contempt for every little thing.

Be critical of your favs when they do something bad. Do not let favoritism prevent you from seeing faults in the people you enjoy watching.

[onegianthotmess]

When It’s Mozart’s Birthday…

feat. Mozart & Amelia

Amelia: Happy birthday, you fucking germaphobe!

Mozart: What is this?

Amelia: What is what?

Mozart: *gestures to a large object covered by a cloth beside Amelia*

Amelia: Oh! It’s your birthday present!

Mozart: And why does it need to be in this freezing cold room?

Amelia: Maybe uncover it and I’ll tell you, asshat.

Mozart: *sigh* Fine.

Mozart: *pulls cloth off of object* It’s a violin on a table?

Amelia: Oh, it’s not a normal violin!

Mozart: What’s so different about it other than the fact it’s in a freezing cold room?

Amelia: It’s made of chocolate, dummy.

Mozart: You’re kidding.

Amelia: Smell it if you don’t believe me.

Mozart: . . .

Mozart: Holy shit-

Amelia: Told you!

Mozart: *awkward silence*

Mozart: …thank you.

Amelia: Happy birthday, you fucking germaphobe. You may annoy me, but you’re not the worst person in this mansion.

Mozart: I’m not going to respond to that-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE MUSICIAN!!! He may not be my fav, but he deserves a small little something for his birthday!

🥳🥳🥳

[bloofuskazoo]

Bloofuskazoo’s updated pinned post ꨄ︎

You can call me Bloofus or B. she/her. I am an adult, and will not interact with minors, though you can like and reblog my stuff!

I’ve been a fan of Foster’s (and ppg) since childhood. I make fanart (mainly of Bloo,) edits, GIFs, and post occasional things from my Foster’s collection. I’ll also reblog things I love. This will mainly serve as a Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends blog— just a place to keep awesome things.

Likes: Cartoons, Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Wander over Yonder, The Powerpuff Girls and more. (Craig McCracken cartoon enthusiast!)

Fav characters: Bloo, Wander, Lord Hater, Buttercup, Bubbles, Papa G.

DNI: Do not interact if you are racist, homophonic, transphobic, ableist, ship Mac and Frankie— or any characters for that matter. I don’t ’ship.’ Berry and Bloo were my fave as a kid though. Foster’s is a show that was intended for kids, I found this show when I was one, and it should not be sexualized. That’s just weird. No kids show with kids in it should be made into anything weird. Absolutely no nsfw in general. Also weird. Safe space only. DNI if you’re an asshat. Actually, I’m kinda antisocial so probably DNI at all. /hj

[air-signs-with-ne-and-mono-teams]

♊ENFP's Color Theory Rant

♊ENFP: you know what, maybe I'll dye my hair blue again

♎ENTP: wait you had blue hair at some point? 😱

♊ENFP: yes lol, in fact when I first started to transition I colored my hair blue lol, well actually it was TECHNICALLY Cyan, but no one understands what Cyan really is-

♎ENTP: Blue is so weird, like according to some people my fav color is Indigo, but like it's just Blue

♊ENFP: weeellll Indigo can be different combos of things 😅

♎ENTP: I don't get it, isn't it JUST DARK BLUE?

♒INTP: are you talking about the same color of that one Switch Lite?

♎ENTP: YES, THAT FREAKING COLOR, AND A BUNCH OF PEOPLE KEEP SAYING IT'S INDIGO OR PURPLE, HOW, IT'S FUCKING BLUE

♊ENFP: eeeeh it's technically Indigo 😅, although I still don't understand why they said purple 😭

♒INTP: oh YEAH I don't get it either, as someone with purple as my fav color 😎, but then some asshats think purple is fake, LEAVE MY FAV COLOR ALONE 😤 (ok it might be fake but it's a nice color ;-; anyway WHAT EVEN IS PURPLE ANYWAY?)

♊ENFP: technically purple is also a combo of different things 😅 that's why many people don't consider it a "real color" but there are other factors too like the way our eyes process the color spectr-

♒INTP: 😐 It. Is. A. Real. Color.

♊ENFP: 😅😅😅 um ANYWAY... seriously though, purple, for the most part is a mixture of magenta & blue (of different shades) or even red & blue, but most of the time it's actually magenta & blue, idk why people keep mistaking magenta for red but-

♎ENTP: ok so what's the deal with magenta? I see a bunch of pink that looks more like shades of magenta than red, but most people classify pink as a "light shade of red"

♊ENFP: 😅 it can be both, it's just different types of pink-

♎ENTP: THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE 😐.

♊ENFP: HOW DOESN'T IT MAKE SENSE? 😐

♒INTP: nvm I'll stay out of this 💀 might get hit here

♎ENTP: IDK LIKE, take for example Indigo, like WHAT EVEN IS INDIGO? WHAT IS PURPLE? WHAT IS BLUE? ISN'T CYAN FUCKING BLUE? LIKE A LIGHT BLUE OR A BLUE-GREEN?

♊ENFP: 😑 blue-green is turquoise, CYAN IT'S IT'S ON FUCKING COLOR 🤬

♎ENTP: BUT IT LOOKS BLUE! 😡

♊ENFP: NO IT FUCKING DOESN'T *drags ENTP by the arm into their room and points at the frebreeze bottle* LOOK, THIS IS LIGHT BLUE, DO YOU SEE? *holds frebreeze bottle to ENTP's face* *points at laundry bag* THAT'S CYAN *puts frebreeze right on the laundry bag* SEE, IT IS NOT THE SAME COLOR 😡

♎ENTP: THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT SHADES THE FREBREEZE BOTTLE JUST LOOKS A TINGE DARKER 💀

♊ENFP: 😐 *sigh* I'm going to hit you lol, *holds frebreeze bottle again to ENTP's face* look at it, DO YOU NOT SEE THE DIFFERENCE IN HUE?, IT'S ALSO A COOLER TEMP.

♎ENTP: ok? Like different shades of purple have cooler and warmer temps? So what?

♊ENFP: 😐 that's because purple, CAN BE MIXED/CREATED, WITH DIFFERENT COLORS. CYAN CAN'T. IT'S A PRIMARY COLOR. YOU CAN'T MIX ANYTHING THAT WILL GIVE YOU CYAN.

♎ENTP: what about green & blue?

♊ENFP: 😐 *sigh* *grabs pack of wipes* THIS, IS A MIX OF LIGHT GREEN & BLUE, *holds it next to laundry bag* SEE HOW DIFFERENT IT LOOKS? THIS IS A LIGHT TURQUOISE, OR HECK MAYBE TEAL, BUT IT'S NOT FUCKING CYAN, THE BAG IS CYAN-

♎ENTP: SO WHAT? MAYBE IT'S JUST A HUE/TEMP DIFFERENCE SAME DAMN COLOR ANYWAY

♊ENFP: 😐. Genuine question 😐. Have you EVER touched a color wheel in your life?

♒INTP: *snorts*

♎ENTP: OF COURSE I HAVE I PHOTO EDIT

♊ENFP: *breathe in breathe out* 🙏🙂, then you should KNOW, that colors fade into other colors in the wheel. Have you not noticed how magenta sloooowly drifts into red, and red slooowly drifts into orange? And orange sloooowly drifts into yellow? And yellow sloooowly drifts into green? And green sloooowly drifts into cyan? And then cyan slooowly drifts into blu-

♎ENTP: so basically Cyan is blue & Green pretty much

♊ENFP: 🙂...... Tell me something, 🙂 is red just "magenta & orange"?

♎ENTP: maybe?

♊ENFP: WRONG. 😡

♎ENTP: WHY ARE YOU SO WORKED UP ANYWAY THEY'RE JUST COLORS, is color theory your special interest? 🤔

♊ENFP: 🙂 *sigh*. Look, I know I don't look it, because my entire wardrobe and color scheme, and aesthetic etc is Monochrome. But do you know WHY I choose black/gray/white for my stuff aside from the fact I like them? Because I am insanely picky about colors 🙂, let's say I'm trying to decorate a living room cyan, and I see something that looks ALMOST like cyan in a store (like this stupid wipes packet) and then I bring it home, only to find out IT'S FUCKING TURQUOISE.

♎ENTP: I mean they practically look almost the same 💀

♊ENFP: EXACTLY. ALMOST. ...NOT. THE. SAME. 😡

♎ENTP: OK CHILL, fine whatever cyan is "it's own color" 💀

♊ENFP: 😐 I feel like you're purposely testing my patience

♎ENTP & ♒INTP: 💀💀

♊ENFP: ENTP, you can't use any color to mix into Cyan, most you will get is turquoise or teal, you also can't mix any color into red, yellow, magenta, & blue-

♎ENTP: I'm sure you can get a yellow from brown, I mean brown comes from so many colors like green, red, orange-

♊ENFP: 🥴 ENTP, the most you would get from brown that even resembles a yellow is LIGHT BROWN/BEIGE. THAT IS NOT A PURE YELLOW AT ALL.

♎ENTP: what about orange & white? 🤔

♊ENFP: 🙂🙃🙂 I'm going to murder you

♎ENTP: 💀 I'm joking, I do get what you mean sorta, although what EXACTLY are indigo and purple though?

♊ENFP: *sigh*..... colors like green, orange, turquoise, teal, brown, purple, lime green, indigo, pink, etc can be made with different combos, that is WHY they're not PRIMARY, COLORS. You can not mix colors to make PRIMARY, COLORS. CYAN, BLUE, RED, MAGENTA, & YELLOW ARE PRIMARY COLORS REEEEEEE

♎ENTP: *really fast* BUT-YA-HAVEN'T-ANSWERED-MY-QUESTION-WTF-ARE-INDIGO-&-PURPLE?

♒INTP: you know what? I'm fine with purple being fake ���🏻‍♂️🥲💀

♊ENFP: *sigh* ENTP, look at me rn, 😐, indigo, can be made, with different combos, it could just be a really dark shade of blue, it could be a dark mix of blue n purple-

♎ENTP: WHAT. IS. PURPLE THOUGH? IS IT MAGENTA AND BLUE? IS IT RED AND BLUE?

♊ENFP: *really fast* I-ALREADY-TOLD-YOU-ITS-BOTH-YOU-IDIOT-

♎ENTP: SO INDIGO CAN HAVE BITS OF MAGENTA OR RED?

♊ENFP: *extremely loud* YEEEEESSSSSSS UGH.

♎ENTP: but then why could a VERY dark shade of blue be considered indigo if blue is a pure "PRIMARY COLOR" 🤔

♊ENFP: ...... because the term indigo isn't properly defined by most people, people have different perceptions of what it means I guess, tbh I haven't looked into indigo much because I don't care for it, my 4th favorite color after white, gray, & black is cyan, plus I really like CMY, pretty much why I think the pan flag looks so coo-

♒INTP: I'm so glad to be pan rn 😎

♊ENFP: stfu you annoyed me today too

♒INTP: WELL DAMN 💀

♎ENTP: so no one in the fucking color community decided on what indigo is?

♊ENFP: LOOK IDK JUST LOOK IT UP YOURSELF *angrily falls on the bed*

♎ENTP: so you're not that well versed on color theory 😈

♊ENFP: Neither are you on MBTI dumbass, many experts have called out your bullshit

♒INTP: OWWWWWW SHYYYEET SHOTS FIRED 💀

♊ENFP: YOU STFU, an ISTP corrected you on your alien bs

♒INTP: *really fast* IT'S-NOT-REALLY-BS-ALIENS-EXIST-AND-EVEN-THE-CIA-CONFIRMED-IT-YOU-BLOCK-HEAD

♎ENTP: while I agree with you, the CIA ain't a great source to trust to begin with 💀

♒INTP: 🥴 I am aware, but common sense dictates that it would be OBVIOUS that there are other beings in the universe, just from how atoms, molecules, minerals, energy, physics, etc works, you can't possibly believe there's no life out there-

♎ENTP: HEY HEY, like I said, I BELIEVE you, 💀, I'm just saying, CIA ain't great lol

♒INTP: 😐 I am aware

♊ENFP: ANYWAY, CAN Y'ALL STFU AND GO TO BED, we have to wake up early tomorrow 😒

♒INTP: sure yeah *rolls into a burrito*

♎ENTP: ok but what if-

♊ENFP: *screams*

♒INTP: 🥲 my ear holes

♎ENTP: OK OK damn...

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Hi, ♊ENFP here to make an edit (this was posted by ♎ENTP so yeah) I wanna say, I was heated in the bathroom when ♎ENTP was asking me color questions, but my dumbass forgot that TECHNICALLY you can mix yellow and magenta to make red, magenta and cyan to make blue, etc. Of course RGB is a thing, and it's basically the additive version of CMY, but in all honesty, while CMY CAN work better for art due to the wider range of color combos (although in some cases RBY works better), there isn't an actual perfect color system because humans as a whole can not visualize all colors that "exist", think about it for a sec, birds can see more colors than we do. Also that's why it's said that purple is "fake", our eyes can't make up a "true" purple (or perhaps magenta), it just mixes colors to create an illusion of magenta. ANYWAY, just wanted to get that out of the way. Whenever I get heated I start rambling and make no sense 💀