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bag full of snooji
#sanji#blackleg sanji#snooj#snooji#smol sanji#look at this angy bean#practical little bag#just throw him over your shoulder and run#what he gonna do?#okay maybe he bites..
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Barty Crouch Jr would be the uncle that would rant to 6 year old Luna about his issues with Evan while she paints his nails pink and puts hello kitty hair clips to hold his hair back, and then he would 100% follow her advice.
He’d be THAT bitch and that’s why he’s Luna’s favorite. (I’m kidding) (or am I)
#Luna: maybe you should listen to what he has to say#Barty: you really think so?#Luna: *nod* please give me ur other hand and don’t use that one#Barty: okay boss#THEY WOULD BE AO CUTE TOGETHER#I love their dynamic#Luna introducing her bf/gf: this is my uncle Barty! he looks like he bites but he doesn’t#Barty: *baring teeth like a wild animal*#luna lovegood#barty crouch junior#Evan would be smitten by this ofc#Pandora is just so happy they get along so well and that Luna has someone to protect her forever#rosekiller
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Simon got bit multiple times in vamp world…
#I’m not okay like why does he suffer in every universe#cause multiple bites while alive????#he had to be in agony and utterly terrified as he realized what was happening#do you think he acted as a decoy so Betty could escape?#maybe he was reaching for the crown and that’s how vamp#king got it#simon petrikov#fionna and cake spoilers#fionna and cake#adventure time
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you know how basketball players do those little conferences where they sit in front of a mic and let reporters/journalists ask them questions???? that but with pro hero Bakugou and his barely one year old baby. he walked in with his full hero gear, save for his gauntlets bc it’s hard to hold baby with them on, and he doesn’t want her to mess with it!!
and when he sits, he holds her up against his chest, her little chubby arms grabbing at the hair on his nape and tugging on his bottom lip bc she finds it so funny. he just lets her, answers the questions like there isn’t a baby trying to dig up his nose and gnaw on his cheek, leaving a trail of spittle in its wake.
she babbles on and on, her eyes lighting up in surprise when she turns to the mic and hears herself. Bakugou can’t help but laugh though, leans down to nibble on her fat little cheeks, forgets to compose himself when everyone starts snapping pictures. a reporter steps up and asks her, “Baby Dynamight, who’s the best ranking hero of this year?” and she answers, babbling a little, turning and looking at Bakugou with a gummy grin and two little teeth sprouting at the bottom as she giggles a, dada daaaa dadada!
also the baby of the group that everyone passes around. Bakugou hates giving her up to anybody, but she will twist her little body around until he damn near drops her whenever she sees Uncle Kiri sitting beside them. she stands on his thighs and tugs at his hair, then goes to Uncle Denki where she slaps at his cheeks bc he makes funny noises and faces whenever she does. Uncle Sero is next, where he bounces her on his knee before Aunt Mina swoops in to give her some nice girl gossip. Uncle Deku is always last, only because everyone knows baby will be out like a light whenever she’s in his arms and cuddled up against his chest. Bakugou is furious every time, but also a little grateful that the shitnerd was able to put his little gremlin to sleep with his boring ass face.
#I pictured him just playfully gnawing on a little chubby baby cheek earlier and almost passed away#I love chunky babies and biting them especially when they’re ticklish!!!!#I need him to give me a baby NOW!!!!!!#also hc that baby always goes to sleep whenever she’s with Izuku Hitoshi and shouto#they’re all just so calm and that relaxes her so much#maybe not Izuku in the beginning lmfao he’d be so jittery before he realizes that everything’s okay#okay bye my head hurts BUT I WONT THIS SO BAD#—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬#dad bkg
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Jasico Bingo Challenge: Boyfriend Sweater
When Nico walks into the dining pavilion wearing a golden yellow sweater, Percy does a double-take. Actually, it’s a triple-take: first, he thought it was a new Apollo kid, then he realized it was Nico, then he realized it was Nico. Wearing a color.
Is the world ending again? Was there something really wrong with the milk in his cereal? What in the everloving Hades was going on?!
Nico sits down at table 13, unbothered as ever, and pulls the sleeves of the hoodie up. It’s way too big on him, like Big Bird shed and some poor fucker decided Nico di Angelo needed the empty muppet skin in his wardrobe.
(Is it Nico? Maybe some changeling creature kidnapped their resident son of Hades and has decided to take his place? Maybe Percy needs to go over there and test him out, y’know, knick him with some iron or something to see if he burns. If it’s an imposter, though, they’re doing a piss-poor job. Is it an intentionally bad job? Gods, it’s barely eight AM on a Tuesday, does he seriously have to go save Nico from somewhere and kill a monster wearing his face? That does not sound like his ideal Tuesday, if he’s really real. He’ll totally do it, but he won’t like it, and maybe he should start planning how to take out a creature like-)
“I can see the mountain you’re building,” Annabeth says, popping Percy’s strangely detailed daydream of hunting down and killing a weird, half-Nico, half-demon gremlin creature. He blinks the image out of his eyes and looks up at her, her hip resting against the edge of his table.
She looks amused. He squints. “Nico’s been bodysnatched.”
“Mm, no,” she says easily, with a shake of her head. “Nico’s wearing a jacket.”
“A yellow jacket.” Percy looks at the son of Hades again. He just- can’t wrap his head around it. He hasn’t seen Nico willingly wear a color since the guy was ten years old. “A yellow jacket that’s, like, twice his size.”
“It’s a molehill, seaweed brain. A jacket’s just a jacket.”
“But it’s yellow.”
“What was your nightmare about?”
Percy physically recoils at the non sequitur, tilting back in his seat incredulously. His- what? His nightmare? What does his nightmare have to do with a jacket, anyway, that’s got nothing to do with this.
He folds his arms on the table and makes a face. “That’s unrelated.”
Annabeth’s mouth raise at the corners, her eyes watching him like an all-knowing hawk. An owl, three-sixty vision and nothing but questions, who, who?
She pets through his hair and pushes her weight back up. As she draws her hand back, she taps his cheek, then his chin, and says, “just leave him alone, then.”
Percy watches her walk back to her table. When she sits, he buries his face in his arms and groans.
“Jason has also been bodysnatched,” Percy hisses to Annabeth during pottery class.
“What makes you say that.” She throws her lump of clay at the pedestal in front of her and gives Percy the same look she gave him this morning.
Percy decides to ignore that look, because that is the look of reason and he is far beyond that now. “He was wearing this black jacket with, like, skulls in hourglasses and weird skeleton butterflies and shit during Latin.”
“He is related to Thalia, you know,” Annabeth hums. She wets her hands as the plate before her starts to spin. “Maybe he’s going through the family goth phase.”
Had she not just leaned in to start forming something magical and incredible out of clay, Percy would slouch over Annabeth’s shoulders and plead with her to at least consider that something weird is going on. Maybe it’s not bodysnatchers or changelings, okay, but something is strange! Jason Grace does not just decide to wear emo shit! Jason Grace once had a panic attack because the Aphrodite Cabin stole a pair of his jeans and cut them into shorts! This is a man who has a stricter sense of style than Nico, who, fucking hell, don’t even get Percy started on that. The yellow jacket has remained on all day and it’s haunting him.
Annabeth dips her thumbs into the top of her clay and does not respond.
Percy slumps down into the stool beside hers and huffs, more for himself than anything.
Change is okay. Change is fine. But change like this, with no reason, is the opposite of fine. Change like this is a low-blow stink bomb in an otherwise perfect Capture the Flag game, impossible to get out of his clothes and his skin and his hair. Change like this is how people die.
He claws his hands up into his hair and listens to the steady whir of the pottery wheel, the sound of wet clay being molded and shaped in different ways. There’s a lull of conversation from other campers in the class, kids from all different cabins, because to them this is any other day.
Maybe this should be any other day to him, too. No, not maybe. It should be. This should be a regular Tuesday, full of regular classes with his regular friends who are ordinary in whatever ways they can be, but instead, Percy’s brain has to go and mix up everything, make everything feel- out of control.
HIs next exhale shakes too hard for his liking. His shoulders are too tense.
Beside him, Annabeth keeps calmly shaping her pot. She dips her hands into the water every so often, probably executing some flawless plan of action she drafted the night before. She’s not always delicate with her hands, with art like this - Percy knows that’s something she’s self conscious about. She never thinks she can be good at finer things.
That’s normal. That’s normal for her. Ordinary, to think that Annabeth Chase would tackle arts and crafts in the same way she would a war strategy, devising the perfect approach for a flawless result. Executing it flawlessly.
She pinches too hard pulling up the walls of the pot. It crumples, then swings off the wheel entirely with the force of it’s motion, splattering wetly across Percy’s arms and the other campers at the bench.
Percy watches Annabeth glare at her failed creation. She sticks her hands in the dirty water to scrub the clay off, wipes her hands off on her shirt, and pulls on Percy’s sleeve.
“I hate pottery,” she mutters as they rise together.
Percy grins. “I think it knows that,” he teases, and follows as she stomps toward the exit.
When the answer slaps Percy in the face, it feels more like a gut punch in the way it makes him breathless and off-balance.
“You’re…huh?”
Annabeth clicks her tongue. “You two couldn’t think of a better way to do this?” she gestures between Nico and Jason, standing awkwardly side by side as if they don’t know what to do with themselves.
They’re still wearing the wrong jackets. Each other’s jackets.
Percy makes a face, then realizes that might not be the best response to his two friends telling him their dating, so he tries to make a different face.
The world’s not ending. They’re just…together. Sharing jackets, like couples do.
“We didn’t want to make it a big deal,” Jason says. He keeps glancing at Nico and chewing on the inside of his lip. Nico, with the golden sleeves of apparently-Jason’s-jacket pulled over his hands once more, looks stubborn. Like he’s ready to fight about something.
Percy wipes his sweaty hands off on his shirt and gestures, though he’s not sure at what. “But Nico’s wearing a color?”
He feels more than sees Annabeth’s disapproving glare at the side of his head. Jason draws himself up, then seems to falter. His head cocks to the side and he shakes his head.
“What?”
“That’s a big deal,” Percy reiterates. “Nico doesn’t wear colors.”
“Nico is standing right here, wearing a color,” Nico grumbles. He shoves his hands into the pocket of the sweatshirt and gives Percy a glare that is far more familiar than literally anything else happening right now. “I’m allowed to wear whatever I want to wear, for the record.”
“But you don’t!”
“Well I do now. If you have a fucking problem with it-”
“I never said I had a problem with it,” Percy snaps back, immediately on the defensive. “I was fucking worried about you, you little shit, I thought something was wrong. I thought- I don’t know what I thought! I thought you two were swapped with some other versions of yourself, I thought you’d been- I don’t know- abducted by aliens, or fairies, or something!” He throws his hands up in the air, then drops them back onto his head, staring sort of at the middle point between the two of them. “You can’t do that shit and not expect- I mean, because, come on, guys, you’re you, you two fucking freak out if someone so much as touches your clothes. What were we supposed to think?”
The hearth crackles. It’s too pleasant a sound for the sick Percy feels.
Annabeth takes his hand, at least, and squeezes. His face burns with the shame of yelling like this, over this, it just feels so fucking stupid all of a sudden. He feels so stupid. Annabeth tried to tell him it was nothing, and he let it all get away with him, he let that nasty part of his brain win and win and win, and now he’s taking his losses out on them.
“I’m happy for you two,” he makes himself say, when no one else speaks. “I think I just also need therapy.”
Finally, Annabeth snorts. It’s a noise Percy knows, one he can ground himself with, same as her palm hot in his, her weight tilting into his side as her head bonks into his chin.
The stress he’d held bundled up in his spine and his shoulders and his stomach all day releases in an instant. He slouches back in against her and laughs against the top of her head.
“Jesus Christ,” Nico mutters, when Percy can’t stop himself, dissolving into a fit of hysterics over his own bullshit. “This is why I said we should just tell them. He’s laughing at us.”
“I think he’s laughing at himself,” Jason says. He sounds uncertain.
Percy hugs Annabeth tight, and laughs himself hoarse.
EXTRA
Nico stares at himself in Jason’s mirror, with the sweater hanging halfway down his thighs, sleeves hanging off his hands, the peak of his collarbone through the freaking collar. He narrows his gaze into a glare.
“I look like a toddler,” he says derisively.
Jason, still getting dressed himself, laughs. When he appears in the mirror behind Nico, looking far more proportional in Nico’s sweatshirt (which is frankly fucking unfair), his grin softens into a smile that’s- something. Sweet.
Nico twitches his nose.
“I look like I’m six years old,” he says, grabbing the hem of the sweatshirt and yanking down. “Why are we doing this.”
“‘Cause it’s silly,” Jason says. He presses a kiss against the side of Nico’s head and hugs him loosely from behind. “You don’t look like a baby, either. You just look your age.”
Nico looks down at himself. Maybe there’s a point there, a point to be made about how he dresses for practicality, dresses to blend in, but never to express himself. Maybe there’s a point to be made about how his discomfort isn’t really for how he feels about this, but how he thinks others will feel about it.
He tugs at the hem again, and looks back up. Jason’s eyes in the mirror are bright, as if taking in the sight of Nico in his hoodie like this is something to savor.
Nico likes when Jason looks at him like that. He likes how it feels to be looked at like he’s attractive. He likes how it feels to be wanted.
“I guess,” Nico concedes, leaning further back into Jason’s chest. Immediately, Jason’s stance is more solid, sturdy, holding them both up as easy as breathing. He holds Nico like it’s a promise that he’ll never let go.
He looks at the pair of them in the mirror, a cohesive unit rather than two separate halves. Jason in black is definitely something Nico wants to see more of, especially with the way Nico’s clothes fit snug over him, just a little tight at the biceps and chest. He looks good, not that he doesn’t look good otherwise. Different.
With Nico his contrast in yellow…maybe it isn’t so bad. Maybe he likes being the counterbalance, even.
Jason squeezes him again. Those damn eyes in the mirror are making Nico too warm, like his stomach is full of hot jell-o.
“Okay, fine, let’s do this,” he huffs. The difference in his tone must be audible, though, because Jason perks up and grins, his eyebrows up, face aglow. Nico can’t look at him for too long. It’s still strange knowing he can make someone feel like that. He doesn’t know what to do when Jason turns the full puppy-love thing on. “And stop looking at me like that, you’re going to give me cavities.”
“Okay,” Jason says in a voice identical to his expression.
Nico grabs his hand and squeezes it twice.
Jason squeezes back, so tight it aches. Nico’s heart swells with bright affection.
Alright. Maybe yellow isn’t so bad, actually.
#jasicobingochallenge2024#boyfriend sweater#fanfiction#okay so this is mostly actually about Percy and Annabeth BUT BUT BUT. it's the Jasico that matters.#Jasico is the heart of it the crux of it.#so it still counts#I think Percy has a lot of trouble dealing with things that he doesn't perceive as normal from his friends#I think the switch really fucked with him in that regard#He feels like if all of a sudden the people he knows aren't doing the things he knows them to do then maybe he's losing his memory again#maybe something fucked up has happened and he hasn't realized it yet#maybe nico wearing yellow signifies he's grieving because the last time Nico's style drastically changed overnight was when his sister died#i think percy is also WAY too attuned to Nico in general when it comes to his own mental health#I think he immediately jumps the gun on ANYTHING NIco is involved with (hence him immediately arguing when Nico assumes wrong)#I think he and Nico have a fucked up weird friendship where they both hate that they need to know each other the way they do#idk. Annabeth and Jason are holding Percy and Nico's leashes while letting them meet in the most controlled of dog parks#Percy bites first but Nico bites harder kinda deal#ANYWAY#pjo#jason grace#nico di angelo#percy jackson#annabeth chase#jasico#percabeth#hoo
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if u. follow me for my art. i am very sorry. because 90% of the time, if i did not spend 3 hours doing it, it will probably be nothing more than a snip tool screenshot & not a properly saved .png file
anyways i pizazzed up the watermark from astral duo euri. i thought the flowers would be cute n funny. now every drawing will be given flowers against their will ✿. here is a peek into some of the headcanons i want on quincy
#the wiki says hes “covered in countless scars” or something right ? (double checks)#yes yes . “said to have countless scars although none are visible to the eye” why not ? hmm ?#i actually /gen dont know if theres a lore reason to that. i havent seen/dont remember seeing anything about it#but im still actually getting through the main story (i am extremely lazy. maybe you can see why i like this guy)#i also cant remember if the quote from astral duo was that they DID burn down some degree of the forest or just “almost did”#but id like to assume they did start some degree of fire and as such#(presents quincy with a burn scar of some (currently undecided but notable) size)#i also bet a lot of his scars are probably animal-related. like bites or scratches etc. not sure what shit that guy gets up to to get scars#then again he probably has a good few from his youth too during tribe time. so. variety#okay ive tangented enough down here. goodbye#nu carnival#nu: carnival#quincy#nu: carnival quincy#nu carnival quincy#sketch#doodle#study#my art#nuudles#quincy nuudles
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I love the idea that the youngest Afton just fully and completely kicks it in 83’ so much. I cannot fully explain it. Like it makes more sense to me (he died before Charlie did and Charlie aided in the possession of the robots) (also he dies in the hospital, away from any and all of the animatronics) but I’m also in love with it thematically.
Like the motive Bill gives himself for continuing to take lives is so he can try and bring his kid back but that is, ultimately, impossible. Even if he were to fully understand remnant and how possession works that ship has SAILED. That toddler is in the great beyond, bucko. All the awful things you do are for nothing and all the reasons you give yourself for it are futile and self-serving.
#adding that no I don’t actually think bill is doing any of it for his son or his family just that he’s#convinced himself he is#but he isn’t it’s all for him baaaaaaaaayybeeee#okay yeah okay#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#william afton#the crying child#crying child#bite victim#yelling about the bear#child death#just cc’s complete lack of supernatural shit I think#it’s great#it’s a full loss that kid is dead and the whole series is bill refusing to acknowledge that and grieve like a normal person maybe#traaaageddyyyy when the feeelings strong and you can’t go on that’s traaagedyyy
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Do you think there s any parallels to Brutus and Cleopatra, after they each have to bury Cassius and Mark Anthony?
oh for sure! I've written a little about the narrative comparisons between the two pairs with regards to HBO Rome.
I have less thoughts about antony and cleopatra in a historical kind of way, but it is interesting that they're like. a decayed narrative parallel to brutus and cassius in the greater theater of history (ends of an era). cassius and antony (gladiators, baby!) both commit suicide, but antony's suicide gets real fucked up: he's straight up denied a clean end to his own life. on the other hand, cleopatra and brutus are such hard opposites to each other, both in politic and reception, that it's difficult to find themes that work for them both the way that antony and cassius have, without discussing much broader subjects like transitional time periods.
but in a way. cleopatra and antony also fulfill the statesman-gladiator pairing. so. there might be something there.
#i have less thoughts about antony and cleopatra historically bc i find the focus on their doomed romance tragedy arc tedious at best#there is. a historical pair that i think brutus and cassius have a strong parallel to and i wrote it down somewhere. SOMEWHERE#when i find it i'll update this with that. or make a comparatives post about it#eh maybe theres a parallel between antony being denied a clean suicide and brutus not giving cassius a funeral bc he didnt want to#bring down morale. like okay buddy but one of you is going to be a ghost that's going to keep caligula awake at night.#the romantic in me says brutus did it to keep octavian from doing corpse desecration#the less romantic part of me is gesturing at spartacus and crixus and yelling 'YOU'RE SKIPPING A THEMATIC PARALLEL PAL'#no wonder you couldn't win without cassius smh. you should've done gladiatorial games with octavian's captured soldiers#but that would require you. to do. a funeral. biting him for that.#ask tag
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Low quality Valentine special Giyuu you are so special to me 💙
#he looks so cute#it drives me insane#the cute aggression….. it’s resurfacing…#have to squeeze him and bite him#my little guy 🤏#why does he look so cute and good in that outfit too??#maybe I’m just insane#it’s normal clothing#and I’m drooling over it just bc it’s Giyuu wearing it#listen. I just think. Adidas. really suit Giyuu. he looks. schmexy in them#they show off his long legs that I wanna bite#okay that’s enough out you crimson get out#crimsonkenjii rambles
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ari what do you think of jin itadori (also i would like to bubble🫧 anon if that's available please)(you could just call me bubbles)
MOTHER .
(hi my lovely little anon, the bubbles emoji is taken by an ask i haven’t answered quite yet, but feel free to pick another one!! 🥹 so nice to meet you <33)
it’s funny you say this actually because i’ve been thinking of him recently... especially after the whole lore reveal. the fact that jin was literally devoured in the womb so his sibling could survive + willingly let himself be manipulated by kenjaku despite knowing it wasn’t kaori….. well. it’s tasty, right? and it makes me a little insane because if sukuna embodies strenght, isn’t it only natural that jin would embody weakness? the weakness of love? inherent submission to those more powerful than him?
anyway what i’m trying to say is kenny topped. thank you for listening 🫶
#sorry i couldn’t resist I REALLY DO LIKE JIN THOUGH…!!!!!! :’3#i think he’s so aricoded <333 glasses and Mother and also doomed………..#there’s something very twisted about the idea that jin and yuji are both part of this… twisted cycle sukuna started#they’re both kind and soft and that makes it so easy to bite into them. figuratively and literally……#aaaa but no jin is so fascinating actually!!!!#like . he KNEW it wasn’t kaori. he must have known. but he let himself be deceived#and i wonder if that’s because he was in denial or if he just loved her so much he was okay with having her even like that….#or maybe he really is just so inherently… helpless? to those stronger than him#idk but i loooveeeee the twin twist#also i’m serious abt kenny topping. btw. just in case you thought that was a joke#it’s thematically important <333333#but!!!!! ty for the ask anon!!!!!! 🥹 let me know what emoji you’d like and i’ll fix you a tag <33#ask tag ✩
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let it be known…. bestie!sukuna does a killer winged eyeliner
#sharp enough to cut a man and that’s his goal i just know he does the meanest winged eyeliner for you in class#you hand him the pen w/o saying a word and he’s immediately grabbing the back of your head to steady you#if suguru sees that he’s like What Thw Fuck Is going onnimm gonna be Sick#firmly believe that reader & everyone in school has a mini crush on sukuna#i say mini bc he is so fucking sexy but the moment he opens his mouth you’re like damn… i regret all my life choices why’s he yelling at me#anyways. reader is the only one who can tolerate sukuna and vice versa <3 reader is friendly so everyone loves them#but like. BEST FRIEND wise? it’s sukie & reader til death does them part 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼 i love them so much idk why their dynamic makes me so happy#okay i’m just talking to myself in the tags rn hmmm how do i want him to look#pink hair + black undercut OBVIOUSLY. face tatts/body tatts OBVIOUSLY.#ear piercings + helix + industrials + eyebrow piercing + nose piercing + snake bites + tongue piercing OBVIOUSLY#he’d also wear reading glasses. FKN nerd 😹😹😹 i have 20/20 vision i can’t relate 🤭🤭🤭#immaculately dressed & insanely intelligent you can call sukuna a lot of things but you can’t call him ugly or dumb#i think he’d have reader’s birth flower tattooed on him too just as a nod to how much he loves/cares for them <3#where should he work… maybe at the same tattoo shop as suguru? yeah maybe that could work#sukie’ll be a piercer while sugu is a tattooist yeah that checks out#maybe they’re in the same frat? yeah that could work part 2#okay YAY cool i’m glad i’m fleshing him out :3#snippets#personal
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my greatest weakness is im really bad at figuring out when im supposed to end a chapter. getting the voice of these characters semi-right, remembering all lore surrounding them, googling info i need, all of that is dressing. my true greatest foe is knowing when to cut it out
#anyway al is the third wheel to a sam/bj shower party rn#bj pretty much immediately figured out something was wrong and sam desperately wants to get away from him#meanwhile al is recovering from a bite wound on his hand. and hawkeye thinks hes been abducted by aliens or something#great work everyone#.yappin#it was fun having them argue over the place and time. 'you're sure this is korea?? i was born after everyone went HOME from that war!!'#'it could be vietnam. is it vietnam? it FEELS like vietnam again'#“now its saying california” 'what do you MEAN it says im in california'#'you died in 1952' “I am clearly alive and you said it was 1953 or 1972 or 1983 so i CANT be dead in 1952"#“says he served as chief surgeon at the 4077th for 11 years” 'al. the war only LASTED THREE YEARS' “im just tellin you what im hearin!!”#“you're an only child.” 'okay-' “wait. you have a sister“ 'did she die or something? and im an only child now?' ”no“#“says your thirty. which i doubt” 'why' “if you could see yourself you'd know”#'well war ages you.' “yeah. ages you TWENTY YEARS maybe”
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as I'm replaying msm1 I'm realizing that Peter had a little bit more of an edge in the first game
#t#okay maybe my perspective will change when msm2 gets ported to pc#but just. hm.#he has more bite in this game (without the black suit)#he's still uwu wholesome but there is this subtle passive aggressiveness to him#not as much as comic peter but it's there
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pov: me when i realized Thistle IS 'i get mean when im nervous like a bad dog' coded character despite having previous doubts
#idk i wasnt sure!!! cuz i look at these characters where thats their /default/ state and i went#ykno thistle isnt like that. but then you put him in the right situation and he bites because thats all he knows how to do in those#scenarios. mfer is sleeper agent mean dog coded tho. you look at him and go#oh yeah he bites. and then you talk to him and it's like oh okay maybe not he seems rough but chill and stable#but then he gets cornered and its like oh no yeah he bites!!!#🌿; ooc#had this realization last night and im still grapplin with it jkdbfgdfg
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ROTB SPOILERS
WENT TO WATCH ROTB AGAIN AND OMGGGG CÁLLATE NOO CÁLLATE AAAAH NOT MIRAGE REACHING TO NOAH WHEN AIRAZOR DIED AND NOAH'S ASS GOING TO COMFORT ELENA LMAOOOOOOOO
#txt#transformers#rotb#mirage#CÁLLATE. CÁLLATE#I MEAN YEAH OF COURSE IT MAKES SENSE AND I UNDERSTAND WHY NOAH WOULD GO TO SEE IF ELENA WAS OKAY BUT NGHHHHHHHH#I AM NOT OVER MIRAGE REACHING TO NOAH. SHUT UP. CÁLLATE WE YA CÁLLATEEEE#LIKE ?????? UM MIRAGE DUDE. DUDE. WHAT WERE YOU GOING TO DO???? COMFORT NOAH????? ASK IS HE WAS OKAY#UM?????? MAYBE SHAKE HIM A LITTLE?? MAYBE HOLD HIM IN YOUR ARMS???? HELLO???? TELL ME WHAT WERE YOU PLANNING TO DOOOO#I AM NOT OKAY NO ONE TOUCH ME I WILL BITE#GOD THEY ARE CHANGING MY BRAIN CHRMISTRY#oh yeah i put under the cut bc of airazor so. yeah
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love my team more than anything but why are they trying to tell me franklin pierce was hot 😖
#c talks#I schedule summer practice for them and this is what I get lmao#c is vaguely okay at trivia and it's coming back to bite them#maybe I just don't see it because I'm a lesbian???#student life#franklin pierce#HE'S NOT PRETTY
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