#my mother. just. ughhhhhh.
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trees-to-meet-you · 2 years ago
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is-the-bug-video-cute · 1 year ago
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The downside to reading older studies is that there were no animal welfare guidelines back then, so no one would bat an eye if a bachelor's student cooked a bunch of bugs alive -_-
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There may not be a lot of protection for invertebrates now, but at least you can't get away with this today. Not at my university, anyways. My supervisor would have me kicked out on the spot if I tried something like this.
For those who don't know, T. molitor larvae have an optimal metabolism at roughly 30ºC, after which point they begin to experience heat stress. Newly hatched larvae (and possibly adults, but the data on them is lacking) are unable to eat fast enough to keep up with the optimal metabolism, so if you keep them at anything higher than 28ºC they starve to death within days. Such is the plight of ectotherms :(
So basically, this bachelor's student, in 1937, simultaneously cooked and starved a bunch of beetles to death to test of they could still reproduce under stress. The fact that 8 females only produced a total of 12 eggs during a period where they should've produced 500-600 speaks for itself.
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tangledinink · 2 years ago
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great news! my mother has taken the time to inform me that mother's day is going to be awful this year not simply because my twin brother is dead, but furthermore because i don't love her enough to live closer to her and compensate for his absence.
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a very sad thought that just popped into my head, regarding Snake's comment about orphanages being horrible places... I was worried about it messing with my backstory for Snake, but actually it makes my headcanons even sadder
obviously he was in a terrible orphanage which probably abused and neglected their charges
that's not even the worst part, though, and he doesn't KNOW the worst part
after they were separated, Felicity looked for him everywhere she thought of to look
she never thought to look in circuses, because, well, the idea that her son was some freakshow to be gawked at never occurred to her
but she did look in orphanages, every single one in the area and traveling as far as she thought the people who took him would be willing to go
the orphanage where Snake wound up found his appearance off-putting, and the headmaster/headmistress or caregivers (such as they were, considering the God-awful care they gave) would make sure that nobody who came looking for children would see him
whenever someone came to the orphanage in hopes of adopting children, or in Felicity’s case looking for a missing child, these people would hide Snake in another room until the prospective parent left (with or without a child)
“look at yourself, boy. what parent would pick out a child like you?”
it makes my backstory for him hurt more, because he had a chance to reunite with his mother before he grew up
his mother was in the other room looking for her son, and he didn’t know it
she came looking for her child who’d been kidnapped, and the people who ran the orphanage hid him from her because they thought his appearance would drive people away
the people who took him were responsible for ripping a child away from his mother, but the people who ran the orphanage are at least as culpable for the fact that he went through hell in the following years, tortured and abused instead of with his mother
all because they couldn’t conceive of someone loving a child who looked like Snake.
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luvrxbunny · 7 months ago
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not horny!
oh i forgot to tell u guys that my mom literally kicked me n my sister outta the car while we were driving home and made us walk the rest of the way🤪
that was friday and she’s been ignoring my sister and i since then! anyways we went to the store today and we saw white chocolate (she loves white chocolate) so we get it
cus like.. why not
when we give it to her she responds with “is this to butter me up because you guys don’t want to apologize?”
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lighthouseas · 1 year ago
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do you guys think i could manifest money in my bank account so i can go see the first shadow
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leatherbookmark · 11 months ago
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i :( am down with a cold :(
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siderumincaelo · 8 months ago
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#i mean honestly............. salute to ppl who connected to amy.....#but this is exactly what makes the storyline (blagh) and sexist for me sldkfjsd#this whole implication that growing up = settling down#the way the camera oogles at her kissogram outfit .... even in these caps.... it's just gross man#and rory's viewpoint is always set as ''the right one'' and eleven as ''the wrong choice'' / ''an escape''.#and the actual like... childhood trauma and mental health stigma angle#which i do dig and this post mentions#... it's just left by the wayside? like lbr. only time it is is really confronted is TGWW ep#which saves amy's story in the second half time but then is like... pointless cause that amy dies dslkjdfk#i dont know man#i like amy and again i think the *interpretation* that some ppl have about amy's plot are cool#but much like with like. thirteen's era... i dont feel these come to fruition by the end. i feel they get kinda lost by other things#(love triangle angle. ''settling down / comforming is growing up''. the whole baby trauma ignored. etc)#anyway lol and people in the tags like ''aaaa if you dont like it is because you didnt get iiiit''#nah thanks man i did get it. that's why i didnt like it sdlkjfksld (via @brilliantfantasticgeronimo)
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amy pond: on beauty, ageing and birth ( part two here )
[ all text with grey background is from the lovely @amelia​​​​ <3 the most accomplished amy scholar of our time || the eleventh hour, flesh and stone, meanwhile in the tardis, amy’s choice, S5 draft of the doctor’s wife ]
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incorrectcreepypastafam · 8 months ago
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Creepypasta As Hazbin Hotel
Ben: so what do you think
Jeff: I’m sorry what the fuck was that
Helen: we’re not filming a porn as a commercial
Puppeteer: why not
Nina: I like being forced
Jeff: keep that to yourself, Nina
Nina: Puppeteer sir
Puppeteer: call me dickmaster
Nina: Puppeteer.
Nina: it’s a solution to our biggest problem
Jeff: oh yeah herpes that’s a bitch
Nina: no our other biggest problem
Jeff: oh uh ugly people?
Jeff: math?
Jane: face my wrath
Jeff: who are you
Jane: I attacked you literally last week
Jeff: ?
Jane: we’ve done battle like twenty times
Jeff: well you must’ve been really bad at this
Liu: oh god, here I go, Jeff. just another fucking day with Jeff. hey hey hey fuck my life
Liu: looks like you have everything under control here
Lyra: of course I do, fuck you, now shoo, go take care of the piss baby
Liu: so you should…?
Jeff: do nothing?
Liu: great idea!!
Toby: you still pissed he almost beat you that time?
Jeff: uh fuck you
Toby: just saying
Sally: *gasp* the bad boy is back
Sally: never leave me again
Brian: we’re about 80% sure she’s harmless
Jeff: this is stupid
Lyra: this is not stupid!
Lyra: it’s just the GAMEEEEE
Lyra: Liu did it well so please try to do the same!
Jeff: I’m too sober for this
Jeff: I’m looking forward to stabbing the other residents
Slenderman: WHAT WHY
Slenderman: people are being nice because they want you to feel welcome
Jeff: *middle finger*
Liu: *middle finger*
Toby: *laughs evilly*
Nina: I have my doubts
Tim: Puppeteer’s minions are all over the place and I need you to get rid of them
Jeff: oh well in that case I’d be delighted to
Tim: humanely
Jeff: well that’s a lot less fun
Jeff: this time everyone has to catch him, okay? Unless you want me to hurt you
Jeff: I love to suck-
Tim: I swear to fuck if you say dicks
Jeff: popsicles, you sicko! Get your mind outta the gutter
Jeff: but you know, dicks too
Sally: sometimes I kill mother bugs in front of their children as a warning to others
Jeff: NINA?!
Clockwork: uh my name’s Clocky
Jeff: no one gives a shit
Jeff: call me fake one more time, motherfucker
Jeff: i dare you
Toby: fake
Jeff: fucking asshole- *hits his head on roof*
Toby: you done?
Liu: Lyra, sweetie, you uh you good?
Lyra: nope no not really!
Sally: maybe it’s time
Lazari: no
Sally: to ask
Lazari: don’t say it
Sally: your dad
Lazari: UGHHHHHH
Lyra: wait that’s it
Jeff: kill everyone?
Lyra: noooooo
EJ: what’s the hold up?
EJ: you got daddy issues?
Lulu: no we’ve just never been close
Lulu: after Mom died he never really wanted to see me
Lulu: he calls sometimes but only if he’s bored or needs me to do something
EJ: daddy issues
Brian: this is the first time she’s called you in years
Brian: this has to be perfect
Brian, picking up the phone: HEYYYY BITCH
Jeff: you may have heard of me from my radio broadcast
Tim: hmmm NOPE I guess that’s why Toby called it the Hazbin Hotel hahaha
Jeff: hahaha it was actually my idea
Tim: hahaha well it’s not very clever
Jeff: haha fuck you
Toby: OKAY
Brian: you like girls! so do I! We have so much in common
Clockwork: how you been?
Jeff: good! Until five minutes ago
Sadie: hey Sally what you been up to, girlie?
Sally: fighting bugs
Sadie: and how’s that going for you
Sally: they’re winning
Sally: but not for long
Lulu: how come he can have faith in me but my own father can’t?
Jeff: oooooh drama *pulls out popcorn*
Slenderman: hi
Slenderman: Slenderman
Slenderman: that’s my wall that you just blew up
Jeff: don’t fucking shush me bitch
Sadie: I need a break but hug a koala for me
Nina: omg can you imagine an actual KOALA
Jeff: anyway you sure fucked up didn’t you
Jeff: oh Lyra, you look an absolute mess
Sadie: I won’t hurt anyone for you
Jeff: who’s asking?!
Ben: Jeff and Toby just left like they were running away from their responsibilities
Ben: should we be alarmed?
Helen: are you fucking high?
Lulu: oh I’m just kidding
Lulu: I know you’re an ace in the hole
Ann: a what now?
Sally: I named all the stains on the carpet
Sally: that one’s Fred
Liu: look I can’t resist a fight okay
Liu, about Jeff: especially when I get to tag team with this fuckhead
Lyra: live tonight however you want because-
Toby: we’re all gonna die!
Dina: alright let’s give it up for not dying!
Dina: love not dying!
Dina: … drinks?
Jeff: I mean personally I’m excited it’s been a long time since I stabbed someone and really meant it you know what I mean
Lazari: I dub thee king roach
EJ: oh to understand your twisted little mind
Jeff: anyway I guess
Jeff: please don’t die tomorrow
Jeff: okay bye
Lyra: rip Jane’s cunt mouth out her ass
Jeff: would you just- chill, Lyra, fuck
Zero: they appear to have some kind of shield sir
Puppeteer: oh really? I didn’t see this giant fucking shield in front of me YOU DUMB BITCH NO SHIT
Jeff: I’m about to end your fucking life
Puppeteer: fuck you, you red piece of- too much fucking red- fuck shut up
Ben: hahaha poetry
Jeff: what just happened? Ffffuck
Toby: these fucking angels won’t stop coming
Jeff: HA
Toby: okay I walked right into that one
Jane: Before I take your life I’m going to tear that other eye out of your face
Clockwork: try it bitch
Jeff, to Jane: live
Jeff: live knowing that you only do because I let you
Slenderman: see you messed with my daughter so now I am going to FUCK you
Zalgo: …
Clockwork & Lyra: …
Jeff: 😏
LJ: well this just got interesting
Sally: it’s fuck you up, Dad
Slenderman: wait what did I say?
Liu: how’s mercy taste, you little bitch
Slenderman: take your little friends and GO HOME
Slenderman: please
Puppeteer: I’m The Puppeteer
Helen: and I’m-
Puppeteer: nobody gives a shit who you are, Helen
Zero: anyway congrats to Slenderman and his crew for not being totally fucking useless for once
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florsial · 2 months ago
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saw your post abt trans fem remus...
i need more
she's giving frazzled english woman aesthetic
and ofc sirius is just obsessed with her
Transfem Remus Lupin you will live forever in my soul.
But yes! She is a mess, a frazzled woman with her braids coming undone in puffs of frizz and her eyes sunken in. Her face is littered with scars with bits of her body and face missing from scars. There is dirt under her nails and her teeth are sharpened. She has the worst diet ever of the most unhealthiest things but can’t hold onto the weight, if anything Remus is the most sickly Marauder. She spends her summers hidden in her room and giggling over Sirius's romantic letters (though some are a bit questionable) because she can’t last a minute outside without getting dizzy.
I’m sorry but I just can’t see Remus’ health not being affected by full moons every month. At best, there is a like a middle period where’s she’s pretty good but otherwise she is occupied in looking like death.
She’s her parent’s joy and any newbie can catch Lyall bragging about his daughter’s high score while Barty Crouch Jr looks hopefully at his father. She helped her mother plant flowers as a kid now makes flower crowns for Sirius.
She looks so out of it half the time, like at any point in time she’ll just drop. She leans on her cane and gazes like a main character out the window. There is a pocket full of random knowledge in her wool skirt and it doesn't help her academically but they are neat topics for when anyone needs a change of topic. She is the main character actually, she just doesn't realize it.
I love the image of her eating insects.
sigh her messy braids and tired eyes and ughhhhhh I want her actually so baddddddddd
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jennrypan · 3 months ago
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UGHHHHHH "DONT YOU DARE CALL MY MOTHER A TRAMP" "I JUST DID"
ROBIN JASON, ROBIN JASON--
I have..specific thoughts about little wolf (epic musical) and like..some of it fits Jason during his confrontation with Joker SO GOOODD UUGHHH I hope someone gets it cuz my brain isn't coming through--
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filmnoirsbian · 2 years ago
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I have but once again tumblr is hiding my own posts from me but IT'S ABOUT THE HEARTBREAK OF LOSING YOUR CHILD/PARENT IT'S ABOUT THE LOVE BETWEEN A MOTHER AND DAUGHTER IT'S ABOUT WOMEN BEING TAKEN/BOUGHT/SOLD/TRADED BY MEN IT'S ABOUT WHAT A MOTHER IS WILLING TO DO TO PROTECT AND DEFEND HER CHILD UGHHHHHH IT'S CALLED THE HYMN TO DEMETER IT IS ABOUT DEMETER IT IS ABOUT DEMETER LOVING PERSEPHONE SO MUCH SHE IS WILLING TO DESTROY THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD FOR HER IT'S ABOUT A MOTHER GRIEVING THE LOSS OF HER CHILD IT'S ABOUT A MAN ONCE AGAIN JUST TAKING WHAT HE WANTS (IN THIS CASE A YOUNG GIRL) BUT NOT GETTING (ENTIRELY) AWAY WITH IT THIS TIME BECAUSE THE LOVE BETWEEN THIS GIRL AND HER MOTHER IS WORLD-ENDINGLY STRONG there are SO MANY terrible mothers (and parents in general) in greek myths and yall want to take the one bad bitch who actually loves and defends her daughter WHEN NO ONE ELSE WILL and disrespect her by making her the abusive parent/villain in her own story and making the original rapist/villain a good guy love interest? Are you fucking for real? When the myth of Psyche and Eros is RIGHT THERE? Get out of my house.
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yourtouchismidas · 1 year ago
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the matty baby interaction from Baltimore has me crying. Would love a blurb about him seeing a baby while on tour, missing G, and then calling RG so he can sing baby Gigi to sleep
matty's eye's go wide when he sees the baby. for a tiny second, his heart skips in his chest, thinking it's his girl and his daughter. it's not obviously. he facetimed them before the show and they were safely at his flat in manchester, worlds away. he shakes that thought out his mind. he can't let it consume him. it's too painful. it is what it is. they will be there when he gets back.
"watch the baby," security says to him, and to the mother, who is grinning at him and waving her baby's tiny arm too. the baby has giant yellow headphones on, but matty still worries, the crowds, the lights, the sounds.
"the baby," he says, going over and shaking the mother's hand. "thanks for coming. be careful."
"we will," the mother says back. her eyes are shining. she's ecstatic to see him. he loves his fans. he really does. they're all gorgeous people. but all he wants to do right now is to crawl under a blanket with his two favourite girls in the world.
"how old?" he asks, grinning widely as the baby smiles at him, drool dripping down it's chin.
"she's five months," she says.
"oh be careful. be careful," he says, touching the babies soft face. he pulls his hand back and to his chest when his fingertips feel the silk of her skin. it feels exactly like gigi's and his heart hurts.
"my little girl is six months," he says. he cant help himself. he knows he should be moving on, the security guard close behind him. but the baby is looking at him with big eyes.
"hi sweetheart," he mouths. "ugh i miss my baby," he says. then he is ushered on towards the stage.
you're not expecting to hear from him after the show, so you answer quickly, worried something is wrong.
"matty?" you say.
"hi darling," he says.
"you okay?"
"yeah," he says, slightly sadly, "i just miss you and gi. i fucking miss you so much baby, it's killing me."
"we miss you too," you say. you do. you're not feeling it as much in this exact moment, because gigi has been fussing for hours and you've been distracted trying to get her down, but you sleep with his shirt on every night. you hug the pillow on his side to your chest. you look into your baby's eyes to see his.
"where is gigi?"
"right here," you say, lowering the camera to where she is leant up against your chest, quiet now but still wide awake, eyes wet from crying. "look gigi it's daddy!"
gigi seems to not notice, but as soon as he says "hi baby girl," the lights go on in her eyes and she looks directly at the camera and breaks into a smile.
"ughhhhhh," matty moans, "i wanna hold her. i wanna smell her. i wanna sing her to sleep."
"you can do that right now. for the love of god please," you chuckle.
so he does. she watches the screen, transfixed. she knows thats her daddy. he sings gently, softly.
"Don't worry, darlin' Oh, don't worry, darlin' Don't worry, darlin' I'll always love you"
gigi's eyes slowly roll closed. she fights it, wanting to look at him more, but eventually, after a few more choruses, and matty smiling at her encouragingly, she finally drifts off to sleep.
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angel-sweets666 · 6 months ago
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Sweetheart~
The creature x fem!reader
a frilly pink outsider from New Orleans finds a undead love sick man, and doesn’t know what to do with him! chapter one Warning: swearing, possible drug use, murder.
word count 1,325
A/N HIIIIIII, I sent an ask to a writer on here a few days ago and I had the idea to write the fanfic myself! just thought it would be cute and I wanted to try and write it in my own style! This is gonna be in multiple parts in a series! Hopefully about ten parts maybe more with some one shots in between while writing (by the way I haven’t watched Lisa Frankenstein yet because it’s not out in Australia so im obviously going to be missing a few parts, I’ll try to fit them in as flash backs)
It had been a few days since *name* had found The creature, he broke into her room after leaving her mother’s rosary on his grave. Since then *Name* had been keeping him hidden away from her family in her closet, however trying to hide him from her snoopy step sister, taffy; seemed to be easier said then done. change of pov
“I mean! Is it so weird to drink milk from the carton?” You asked this zombie thing, he stared at you then shrugged “your soooo much help…” you rolled my eyes. “So like… is it peaceful down there? In the grave?” You questioned him, he slowly groaned and shook his head; his way of saying no “I would ask what’s it like but I’m far too lazy” you giggled, placing a joint into your mouth then turning your head to look at him. The creature looked disapproving, but as of right now he couldn’t show much emotion; he didn’t have eyebrows and was missing a hand and his ear. “What? People smoked cigars in your day. You probably smoked cigars!” You exclaimed, he groaned and reached his good hand to try and “confiscate” your joint “ah! No. This was a good $30.” You pulled your hand away “I’ll quit, trust. Anyways, WHAT DO I WEAR TO SCHOOL” you groaned
You ended up finding an outfit that both you, taffy and the creature agreed on. A light coloured (your choice) wool sweater, a black mini skirt, some black leggings, white leg warmers and black Mary Jane’s with little bows on them with your hair curled and in a half up half down with a bow. This frilly pink style often got you picked on and snickered at by your peers, you looked like THE biggest girly girl in the whole world. It was 1989 and you weren’t exactly the most popular.
in the car
Taffy grinned to you “soo… anyone you think is hot yet..?” She giggles “Uhm…. No” I chuckled “oh.. that one guys kind of cu-” “WHO TELL ME RIGHT NOW, NO WAIT DONT TELL ME, NO WAIT DO. DO TELL ME” she squealed into your ear “that uh.. micheal Trent guys kind of cute” she made a face “eaugh….” (Honey you slept with him…..) “what..?!” You yelled “WHY HIM?” “CAUSE HES A CUTIEE” “whatever you say” “I do say, I do” you rolled your eyes “yk most sisters are supportive right?” You told her “Mkay, they support good decisions” she said as she turned a right the car “schools to the left taf’” you reminded her “I wanna get some iced coffee” she said like it was nothing “WERE GONNA BE LATE” “SHUT UP NO WERE NOT JESUS H CHRIST”
after school (sorry for all the time skips but this is a creature x reader not let’s watch taffy and reader argue about coffee)
“uGHhhHhH school suckeds” you groaned as I walked into your room, slumping against the wooden door resulting in it shutting, the creature looked at you with furrowed brow, confused by the statement “yes they let girls go to school. It’s 1989 get with the times” the creature groaned and lifted its hand or rather lack there of “I can’t.. I can’t just get you new parts…” you told him, shrugging. He threw a little zombie tantrum, groaning and flopping onto the bed“calm down calm down!” You yelled as you tried to hold him down, grabbing his upper arm to hold the undead man in place “look I can’t get get you new pa-“*NAME LAST NAME*” a horrible screech came from your step mothers throat, clearly trying to pick yet another fight. “Go go go” you said quietly as you ushered the creature into your closet, shutting the wooden door in his face. “…yes..?!” You replied to her, she opened your door “what.. the hell.. is wrong with you?” She gets into your face “what I do?” You looked confused to her “you’re talking to yourself, throwing things. You lied to us telling us our house got broken into! That was fine china you threw!You’re going crazy aren’t you? Trying to get the towns attention because you had your old towns attention? Your nothing but a joke, a mentally ill joke.” She snaps “huh?!” “You know what I’m going to throw you into a mental facility, just to get rid of you…” you gasped, shook your head and backed away slowly “no…” you whispered, trying to avoid such misery “yes.. impatient lock down!” You gasped again “special socks n all” suddenly, a loud smack and a sickening cracking noise. The creature had grabbed the old sewing machine and slammed it onto Janet’s head “oh good lord..” you backed away and began to whimper, the creature waddles towards you and tried to hug you to calm you down, wrapping his strong but cold and dead arms around you. You whimpered and cried since now you felt like your responsible for a dead woman. He pulled away from the hug, made a groan then twisted his body towards the night table and grabbing the scissors off it. The creature leaned down and slowly, sliced off Janet’s pierced ear. The red blood poured down her makeup caked face, going down with the blood she was already gargling up and onto the carpet. The creature stood up, and held up the blood covered ear, offering it to you. With shaky hands you slowly grabbed it “d-do you want me to Uhm.. uh.. oh god…sew it back on..?”
The creatures cold and curly haired head laid in your lap, as you secured Janet’s now amputated ear to the left side of his head, double checking it was inline with the rest of his head and in the right spot for his side burns. “I don’t think.. can you hear out of it..?” You asked, yanking at the ear “can you feel it?” You questioned the undead man again, he groaned “okay yeah I forgot you don’t have a tongue.” You sighed
(flash back)
“maybe you wanna try laying in my tanning bed? Get some colour in ya?” Taffy suggested as she pat your cheek “I’m good, that thing would electrocute me.” You chuckled as you applied lip gloss, trying to get ready for a party that taffy was going to drag you to then have to take you home early like she always did. “Cmon! You’ll look good.. trust me” she smiled comfortingly “okay fine.. pass the sunscreen” you decided to humour her, holding your hand out for the plastic bottle of spf. As you went to lay down in the tanning bed, a spark hit you, then two, then three. Then…. Crack . It electrocuted you “TAFFY!” “okay I’m really sorry you got electrocuted earlier, I didn’t know it would do that .”, you huffed disappointingly
you ended up getting harrassed that night by a short guy called Doug, he kept trying to hit on you and sexually assault you. He made you incredibly uncomfortable
end of flash back
“Didn’t you say you were killed and brought back by a lightning strike, maybe electricity can add things to you!” You squealed in surprise as you rushed him down the stairs and into the magenta tanning bed. Your hand reached towards the crank, putting it into a certain level and then stepping back to see if it would work. Sparks flew in all sorts of directions, left right and centre. “Please don’t be hurt please don’t be hurt” you begged quietly, then a ding! Like an oven saying it’s finished baking, our little zombie boy was finished baking! As you opened the lid and he slowly, but hilariously sat up like a vampire. You decided to see if he could heat “can you hear me!” You yelled and he groaned “can ya?! Yeah!?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?” you kept yelling and he kept groaning. “OH MY GOD IT WORKED! HOLY SHITTTT” you clapped excitedly.
a/n sorry it’s short it’s one of my first fanfics, I hope you enjoyed and tell me if you want some more!
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vinatintasupernovita · 2 years ago
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i need my biting block right fucking now!!!!!
everytime i start spiraling i need someone to like take my phone and give me something to bite on until i calm down so i don’t keep trying to make intense life decisions while mid-crisis
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atlafan · 8 months ago
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Jordan, ik you probably don’t want to have a whole conversation about this but I recently watched Drew Gooden’s video on the live action atla series (it just affirmed that I definitely don’t want to watch it lol) but it did inspire me to do a rewatch of the original and ughhhhhh it’s so incredible😭😭 all the little characterization details are SO rewarding and so good. Zuko’s small acts of kindness, even early on in book 1, just show that he’s always been Ursa’s son and help set up his arc for the rest of the show. Going after the captured Iroh instead of tracking the Gaang in Winter Solstice. Saving his crew in The Storm. It just shows you that at his core he believes in doing the right thing, and that’s a huge part of why his overall arc pays off so well. It’s the same with all of them—seeing Sokka put on his war paint and his battle regalia (in ep 2 or 3 I think) to confront Zuko in the village…it shows you that he takes such pride in the responsibility of being a leader and a warrior, especially in his dad’s absence. Yet when he gets to Kyoshi, we see the humbled side of him, and that he’s devoted to learning and respectful of the masters in their craft (whether it’s the Kyoshi warriors or Piandao or even the mechanist) and wants to learn what they have to teach him. Even Jet, who is always a very complicated character for me, is so compelling and so real. He’s suffered horribly and unfortunately has let that radicalize him. Tbh it reminds me of when anti war groups in the 60s would bomb places and things like that…the mission is “peace” but you’ve let your mission turn you into a violent radical who doesn’t know the difference between right and wrong anymore. I KNOW I don’t have to tell you lol but all the little details of this show, from design to writing to performances, are just incredibleeee and I’m so happy it exists.
GISICKAKAAK what a fun message to wake up to!
Yes I am simply pretending the new series doesn’t exist because I know it’ll just piss me off if I watch it. And I know myself well enough to know I am just not mature enough to separate the original from the new, so yeah I won’t be watching and I doubt I ever will. The one thing I am mature about is that I don’t “hate watch” things anymore lmao
I think this is why zuko is like my favorite character. I feel like he was the first character I was ever like “no, that’s actually my son” when I got older. He is so fucking complicated and so not at all what you think he’s going to be. He’s not just the antagonist, he’s Aang’s foil. They parallel each other in so many different ways. There’s a scene in book 3 where Aang literally says, “I need my honor back”, and it cross fades from one side of his face to the other side of zuko’s!!
All of the characters have incredible arcs. They all learn something about themselves, and they actually use that to grow and get better. Remember, these are literally children who were thrusted into adulthood, forced to grow up way too early. Katara is a nagging mother, but she also remembers how to be a kid and have fun and laugh. Sokka is a sexier idiot, but what teenage boy isn’t? He unlearns so much behavior, and even though he still feels like he’s the leader of the group, and in so many ways he is, he learns that it’s okay to let someone else take the lead, that he doesn’t always have to be right or in charge. Toph learns that she’s loveable for who she is, blindness and shoeless and a badass.
Aang and Zuko obviously have the most difficult arcs. Aang has to come to terms with the fact that he ran away, and a mass genocide of his people ensued. But if he hadn’t left, he would have died along with the rest of them. Like it or not, it was fate that he froze himself. And most avatars get told who they are at 16 and are given all the time in the world to learn the other elements. Aang was 12…and then had to learn the other elements in less than a year. I would argue that he didn’t necessarily master all the elements in that year. I think he learned enough about each to get by, and I’d like to think he took some time afterwards to really master them. He still relied on his air bending a lot. Whereas if we look at Korra, she did a lot of fire bending even though water was her natural element.
And my baby zuko…I could go on for days about him. My tortured emo son. He overcame so much. He cried, he learned to laugh again, he learned how to be young again. He hated being in the slums of ba sing se, but he also went on dates and got closer with his uncle like he never had been. He was such a sweet little boy. The storm always makes me cry. Zuko alone always makes me cry.
I could go on! I always wanna talk about avatar so never be afraid to come to my inbox about it!
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