#poopoo answers

[klapollo]

i didnt get sick once between early 2020 and august 2023 and now ive gotten a virus twice in the last month whyyyyyyyyyyyyy !

[peachbumms]

🌟✨🌟✨🌟 Send this spark to 10 (or more 💌) mutuals to brighten their day and let them know they're amazing! 🌟✨🌟✨🌟

Love you thank you Rosie 😘💋💕

[soaps-mohawk]

peepee poopoo

👀

If this is who I think it is...I'm watching you

[nibwhipdragon]

mh wilds has both "ancient long-forgotten extinct beast returned like a vengeful ghost from a bygone past" and "stinky poopoo monke". beautiful

A perfect balance. What is monster hunter if not a game with deep themes with goofiness layered on top

[hollowfaith]

Poopoohead

"If you're idle enough to text me, we might as well speak in person."

"Let's double the time of the counseling session this week."

[cinnaminsvga]

I really like how you’ve not been active at all. But people including me have been here for years and are like “Oh!!! Hi!! Missed you!! *insert random update on life* so what about you?”

It’s just a vibe honestly “we haven’t talked or seen each other in years but let’s act like we’re back in the time frame we all were active like nothings changed”

"i really like how you've not been active at all" is such a funny opener HASKDJKASJD you got me in the first half ngl 💀

i like hearing peoples updates on life,, kinda helps me detach from my own life and remember "oh shit!! people out here living their lives and im not alone but also wow i truly am i drop in the ocean AGHHHGHG" ALSO yeah i always act like time hasnt passed bc uhhhh i dont think ive mentally developed at all LMAOO /hj im still kind of a shithead with the same-ish sense of humor

ANYWAY in other news did you guys know that i broke my shower at 1 am last night? like somehow the shower nozzle just exploded and it would not turn off so i had to do the guilty walk of shame to my landlord's house to ask him to help me ;w; its further embarrassing bc i took the shower with the intention of having a stressful wank (tmi sorry) because im moving in a few days so like i NEEDED the 2 seconds of serotonin. its extra embarrassing to have 1) not been able to slap my beans, 2) break my shower just two days before moving, 3) and had to knock on my landlords door like a caveman bc his phone was on do not disturb

uhhhh YEAH time to blink and stare at a wall

[sugurumybeloved]

hello i’m peepee poopoo anon

HELLO NEW ANON 😝

[templeofvengeance]

Have you ever met an angel?

"Have you?" He tilts his head. "You sent this question to me expecting an answer. Do you have the same faith in angels, messengers of another god? Would these angels answer your prayers?"

He gives the impression like he's smirking, somehow. "No, I haven't."

[rosenapppiing]

quality is absolute poopoo dunno how many theyll answer or when, depends on my motivation. this is just a small special thing :) and yes we will see j if we get far enough no rp blogs pls <3

[iliketodraw123]

007n7 Swappity Swapped Reference Sheet

If you saw the first version, no you didn't.

My motivation tanked, i apologize for lack of posts. I think i may stick with a weekly schedule even if many people would not keep up with that :_)

You can send an ask to this blog for him and I'll answer in character! :3 yap warning;

So in this AU, 007n7 was taken from c00lkidd instead of it being the other way around. He was taken by police to arrest uim on charges of severe exploiting- which earned him 20-30 years in jail at best. However, some of the cops assigned were victims of 007n7s trickery- or knew people who were victims. So, they bullied 007n7 and managed to get him charged for child neglect also- which earned him another 5 years. With some bribery of the judge 007n7 was found guilty on all counts and sentenced to maximum security; solitary confinement. During this, he was still being bullied by the cops who came with his meals. One day he had 😱enough😱 and in an impulse, grafted the c00lgui onto his heart, which helped him manage to escape the prison and slaughter the cops there.

then the chaos god made everything go poopoo and 007n7 was picked up as a killer soon enough.

[plaidos]

what is theyfab and why is it so bad being one? genuine question because everytime I ask this I always get answers like "a peepee poopoo head that is dumb" and that certainly doesn't help

ok this is pretty funny, but a theyfab is actually a peepee poopoohead that is d— nah just kidding.

theyfab is a somewhat catty way transfems — usually transfeminists — use to refer to nonbinary people assigned female at birth (it’s literally a portmanteau of ‘they’ and ‘AFAB’). it is often used to express frustration towards nonbinary people CAFAB who often reference their assigned gender as if it makes them more of an authority on trans community issues/women’s issues than transfems — but you’ll also just see us using it in general. my best friend @silikat is a theyfab (beloved) etc. a lot of people get very angry when we use this word because trans women are all mean bitches who have to be knocked down a peg i guess 🤷‍♀️

[mrmeepsmadmind]

hate when you're a behemoth but this bigger behemoth won't leave your (back)side. it's like he thinks you're friends or something . (Blitz will immediately come crawling back to astro bcs a caterpillar tried chewing on him or smthing after he shook it out a tree bcs hes an asshole & now he needs vengeance )(help*)

🏈- primus, astrolame, can't you go somewhere with your huge self and stop stalking me like some giant shadow??? you're making femmes think i'm a SHORT GIANT?? ( you are 🚂 . ) (that's not fucking fair & You Know It ���. ) go get some femmes on your spike- hang out with some FRIENDS, for scrap's SAKE LeaVe mE ALonE??!! PRIMUS, you're SOFT- don't you have ANY FRiENDS ( also has none ) ?? 😾‼️ 🚂 - tra-

🏈- istp(rimus) if you say trains. trains don't count . they NEVER counted-

🚂 - well can you? can you count, blitz .

🏈 -

🏈 - answer my question first, spikehead . (BoOM! FIRST! ONE!!! ☝️‼️ that's like- a NUMBER, RIGHT??? ... IN UR FACE, THOMAS THE POOPOO TRAIN ahhhaaa 😋😋😝 )

🚂- ....... ... i have you .

🏈 - ....

[cityelf]

Ohhh you asked chat peepee poopoo? You checked chat wee wee? Doing an internet search for credible answers was too taxing on your poor widdle bwain so you shidded and farded in your diapy instead? How are these people not embarrassed

[shaibonbon]

For some reason I have the feeling you might've mentioned this once but I don't remember, but was there any particular career path Minibon wanted to follow/dreamed of following in the future?

(You know like sometimes when you're a kid you have that one really serious dream job like being a vet)

Maybe stupid question but I dunno I like Minibon lore

I probably told ya her dream job as a kid was to work at a big space organization (like a nasa engineer). I do warn, she didn't understand the jobs quite well and just found the concept/idea of them cool, so they aren't that specific as one would say "vet".

Her 'main' dream is just working at space agency (like nasa or esa). At specifically you might ask? She can't exactly answer that (She usually didn't think about being an astronaut, even tho we the thought of going to space is in all of us), girl is just too indecisive to be able to choose such a big thing for something she doesn't know that much. (It's something that will haunt her till the end of highschool). Anyhow, she had another 3 "categories" of dream jobs, that in a way allow her to work on the main one as them as one of them.

First is being a 'scientist', making a gigantic discoveries, studies on either biology about diseases and discovering cures, or a physics to comprehend and study matter and space better. Second is being engineer that "builds/makes stuff" like robots or buildings. Sounds shallow but she has the heart of a lego builder on her and she loves the idea of robotics. ( Mini bon would join a robotic club and build a few speedy robots ). Finally, just working with electronics, its being a engineer again but different field. Messing with machines/computers cables is just something she found interesting and fun, especially in age where technology and the internet was surrounding her. She would often literally take apart those toy cars or random domestic electronics to see whats inside of them. Her parents even encouraged her by gifting things to actually toy and learn (instead of destroying the tv remote). Even installing some programming softwares for kids on a small poopoo pc. This last one is what she would gravitated towards in her life.

[dontsh0vethesun]

fire

masterlist

melissa schemmenti x reader

pure fluff, kissing, slightly suggestive comments

a/n - based on the ep of the same name because firefighter obsessed melissa is the cutest thing on the planet - wrote this as i rewatched it so hopefully it's not poopoo caca | wc: 1.5k

Maybe you shouldn’t be this smiley following a fire in the break room. It should probably be your main focus. But knowing that there’s a fire truck just outside the school has you buzzing with excitement. And seeing an equally as excited Melissa Schemmenti as you lead your class in a single file down the hallway just made you smile even more. 

“Mel, do you think there’s a chance you could use your skill of persuasion to get me a turn in the truck?” you asked her, smiling so innocently that she couldn’t help but mentally swoon. 

“Right ahead of ya,” she returned before turning to her kids who were waiting to be let back into class. “Okay, now, everyone drop your bags. Zip those coats back up - we’re going on an excursion.”

“What’s an excursion?” one of them questioned. 

“That’s where youse all work those puppy dog eyes to get the firefighters to let us play on the truck,” she answered, loving how you practically bounced your way outside beside her, two rows of children in tow. “I always wanted to be a firefighter - I didn’t realise you were into it all too.”

“Well, I’m not, exactly,” you began, slightly embarrassed at your real reason for rushing outside. “I’ve just always wanted one of those helmets. And to sit in a truck. And maybe put the sirens on.”

Melissa couldn’t help the way her smile seemed impossible to dampen, she stood opposite you as you held the doors open for the kids to follow you outside. She didn’t walk off without leaning in so closely you could smell her perfume though, with her breath against your cheek in a way that made your cheeks set alight. 

“You in a firefighter uniform? I’d definitely buy that calendar.”

You accepted your infatuation with the older woman a while ago, as she had with you. But you both had your fears, dancing on that line between friends and lovers, at a stalemate waiting for the other to make a move.

“See, this is why I love fire trucks. I get older, they stay the same,” she mused, looking at the vehicle. “Nothing beats fire engine red.”

You’re sure she looked at you as she spoke, though you couldn’t return the gaze, too flustered by her as always. The way her jeans made your imagination run wild, how she had the most adorable ramblings for her interest. And, of course, you knew the statement was true. Fire engine red truly was sublime. 

It seemed to only be the pair of you to find amusement in the loud blare from the horn when she pressed it but with a shared bubble of laughter, you couldn’t care less about looking ‘uncool’ in front of the kids. 

“Want a go?” Melissa asked, laughing at your eagerness as you nodded and took her outstretched hand. 

“As if I’d say no,” you answered, feeling bashful when she pulled you onto her lap. She’d claim there was nowhere else for you to sit, that sliding over to the driver’s seat would be too much hassle. She wouldn’t mention the smirk she hid from you when she rested her hands on your waist. 

Again, the both of you received disapproving looks from the firefighters when the horn broke through all the noise, giggling to yourselves immaturely. 

Before long, you’d gone your separate ways, with Melissa spewing knowledge about the topic and you making your way to a man scrolling through his phone. 

“Hey,” you smiled.

“Hi,” he returned, already buying the bordering flirtatious smile you gave him. “You work here?”

“No, I just walked in off the street,” you returned, huffing a laugh at his concerned look. “Yeah, of course I work here. You a firefighter?”

“Touche,” he laughed, “So, what can I do for ya?” 

You almost feel guilty for letting him down, but there’s only one Phillie-accented voice that can make your heart skip a beat. 

“I noticed that there’s a spare jacket lyin’ around,” you uttered with a gesture towards the discarded clothing lying on the ground next to him. “And I was wondering if maybe there’s a hat to go along with it?”

You could tell he was disappointed. You could also tell he was about to deny your request but his words fell on deaf ears when you picked the coat up anyway, smiling largely as you pulled it onto your body. 

“Mel!” you shouted, half jogging away from the owner of the jacket. “How do I look?” 

You gave her a little twirl, the sleeves burying your hands in a way she thought was the most adorable thing she’d ever seen. 

“Like a million bucks,” she smirked, admiring you fondly. “How’d you get ‘em to let you wear it?”

“She didn’t.” Neither of you had noticed him standing near you with a slightly annoyed look on his face. You almost shrunk under his stare but you were too pleased with yourself to care. 

You also didn’t notice Barbara and Jacob asking the group of bored children what they were doing. They approached whilst you returned the jacket with a frown.

“You two are more immature than my kindergarteners,” Barbara tutted. “Now, come inside, we have a mandatory fire safety talk.” 

You’d both been perfectly chastised and followed everybody in without argument.

–

Later on in the day, you’d found her doing what you were headed to do as well, bidding a final farewell to the gloriously red engine. 

“Ma’am, we really need to get going,” one of them sighed. “There’s got to be a fire somewhere.”

“Jacob,” you whispered, nudging your elbow into his side. “Do something.”

“What do you want me to do? I can’t force them to stay here.”

“C’mon, put those improv classes to use.”

Of course, that was enough to get him striding towards them, muttering something about Frisbee and practically fighting the hands away from his cookies that were almost used as a way to fetch it down. 

“Are you familiar with the Schemmentis of Southern Philidelphia?” you interrupted, breathing a sigh of relief when you saw the look of recognition you predicted to pass across his face. 

Soon enough you were watching Melissa climb a ladder to the roof. Part of you was terrified of the sight of heeled boots making their way up metal rungs. But the other watched on blissfully at the complete happiness on her face. You’d give anything to have this sight on a never-ending loop. 

“Thanks for lettin’ me do that,” she grinned once she’d climbed back down, still glowing from the excitement of the day. “Felt better than I could’ve imagined.”

You left her to her conversation, packing up your things from your classroom, cheeks aching from the glee you’ve felt today. You were stuck in your head, still reluctant to let go of the sight of Melissa in her own world. And maybe there were some less than wholesome ideations on your part, remembering the sight of the woman at the top of a ladder. 

A clearing of a throat behind you brought you back to earth and the sight of the redhead made heat crawl up your neck, mentally scolding yourself at the way your mind was beginning to wander. 

“Hey hot stuff,” she smirked; you rolled your eyes at her obvious pun but of course couldn’t help but return her smile. It was surprising how much your lips curl upwards when you’re in her presence, so effortless. 

“Hey.”

“I got ya somethin’,” she spoke, bringing her arms out from behind her back to reveal the shining firefighter helmet in her grasp. She laughed happily at the way you gasped. “Had to pay you back for getting ‘em to let me up on the roof,” she shrugged before placing it atop your head, brushing your hair away from your cheek while you shivered at the feeling of her finger stroking across your skin. 

“Thank you, Melissa,” you smiled, adjusting the way it sat on your head as she stepped closer to where you stood. 

“Anything to see a sweet thing like you lookin’ all cute,” she returned, daring to cup your cheek in her palm. You leant into her touch despite the way you wanted to shy away; there’s something about her that crushes the fear of vulnerability, you could never be anything but perfectly comfortable around her. 

“They wouldn’t let me try one on,” you pouted, which only made her eyes glint lovingly. 

“Eh, screw ‘em,” she chuckled, “Now, please, let me kiss you.”

You pulled her into you as soon as the words fell from her mouth. You felt her smile against your lips; you could feel the softness of her lip gloss and the lick of her tongue into your mouth. Your knees could’ve buckled if not for the firm hold she’d taken of your hips and yet you feared they’d betray you anyway when she pulled away with pink flushed cheeks and a heated look in her eyes. 

“Dinner at mine, tonight.” It wasn’t a question and her tone sent heat coursing through you; of course you nodded, unable to speak just yet as you tried to catch the breath she stole.

“How’d you get them to give you this, anyway?” you breathed, lips ghosting hers from how she couldn’t bring herself to pull away just yet.

“I’m Melissa Schemmenti,” she shrugged. “I always find a way to get what I want.”

[jason-please-see-a-psychiatrist]

umbrella academy characters as things me and my friends have said

luther: "piss! PISS!! am i funny yet?!"

diego: "yeah. SO NOT 'PRETTY PRETTY PRINCESS!'"

allison: "i've got c-ptsd, i've got the bougie trauma!"

klaus: "what, i can't say balls in the balls server? what are you, ballphobic?"

five: "do i look like a teenage boy to you? don't answer that."

ben: "invest in egg whites...if you're into that..."

viktor: "my therapist divorced me."

lila: "another day, another bullet up my ass!"

reginald: "i don't give two poopoo shits."

grace: "stop uwu-ifying the national administration of space and aeronautics!"