#poor gramma

[mycological-mariner]

My gramma just messaged me last night saying she had to take “an emotional break” from reading The Flight of the Heron because it was giving her nightmares

Sorry gramma

[mishidefresa]

I have seen ppl saying that Min is SO mean to Ryan even so Ryan is so patient with Min in the bathroom scene and... idk if ppl notice this before but Ryan is a person that is really HARD to deal with, in the first episode is stablised that Ryan tents to jump in action before thinking about the consecuences and how it affects others and that's why he can't keep any relationship with all his girlfriends dumping him, Min Gi is the only constant thing in his life and that's why he keeps clingling on him despite Min's pettiness which it might seem excessive and even cruel but Min is not like that with everyone, just look how he treats kez, they first time they meet Ryan started acting angry and even a little bit vi0lent, Min is the opposite giving her the benefit of the dubt and trusting her...

It's just that Min has known Ryan all his life to the point he knows Ryan is not made of glass and can handle some harsh words (his words might be cruel but he still sticks with him saving his life and trying to "fix" the problem with Ryan without noticing he's ALSO part of the problem)... They both are mean to reach other at some point but they know each other so well that they know when it's time to calm down and look out for each other...

The bathroom scene is Ryan noticing for the first time that Min might have some trouble without thinking about is own needs first...

[imaginesomethingrand]

Maybe we're all turning into Biden. My brain IA glitching. I went to turn off the light when i meant to turn off the air conditioning... my brain was saying "turn off" but it was on a weird autopilot that's probably just from being tired/too much in my head

[anniekinsart]

I’m gonna draw something fluffy just to recover from this—

…or I could add another spoonful—

Decided to start off my morning with just a spoonful of angst.

...I use a big spoon.

[skywitchmaja]

oh no :-(

[headfarintheclouds]

Kenji Sato As A Boyfriend HC

I finally had some time to sit down and write something TuT Hope you'll like it :D If there is any Gramma mistakes I apologize, English is not my first language ToT

Ken would put you first no matter the situation. Sure he loves Baseball and all, but if you got hurt or sick he would totally skip practice or the game to be with you. Even if you insist on him leaving, after all Mina is more than capable of taking care of you.

Before getting together with him you lived in a normal apartment near the city center. But after the news of you dating spread out Kenji swooped in and all but made you live with him in his mansion. His reason being, that he wanted to keep you save from the journalists and Kaiju's but deep down you knew he was waiting for the opportunity to have you for himself 24/7.

If you don't speak Japanese he will teach you. He finds it absolutely adorable whenever you try to pronounce an especially hard word. Your accent makes it so much more endearing for him.

He has multitude of nicknames for you. There is rarely time when he uses your real name when addressing you. Baby girl, Princess and Doll are definitely his favorite ones. If he's feeling especially sappy he'll call you Darling or Beautiful.

He's clingy. Not overly so, but he tends to hover over you or hold your hand whenever the two of you were in public. At first you thought he liked the PDA and you weren't wrong, but the hand holding was purely because he was scared. "I know it's stupid, but I always have this irrational fear of your disappearing like my mom did. And I can't function without you by my side, princess."

Ken is a great cook ! He would totally make you breakfast in bed after his morning training session. Dinner made by him was a rare treat you learned to enjoy, after all he was juggling being a baseball star and a superhero. Not to mention he was an adopted daddy to a very adorable Kaiju living underneath your guys' house.

Speaking of Emi. If you thought she was a daddy's girl you are solely mistaken, because as soon as you enter the room she looses all interest in Ken all together. Of course she still adores him, but you are by far her favorite human ! She chirps and claps her hands in excitement whenever you enter the base. I melts Ken's heart whenever he sees the two of you interacting with one another. He has so many photos of you and Emi saved on his phone !

He loves to see you in his clothes, especially with his jersey on. He still has an old one from the time he played for Dodgers and you use it as a nightie. It's comfortable ! And it does things to him too... God the first time you put it on. Let's just say you couldn't walk for a day or two after ;)

We all know Kenji is rich-rich. So it's no surprise he buys you expensive gifts all the time. You once mentioned that you liked a specific car, and guess what ? The week after that there was a new shiny (dream car) in your favorite color, parked outside the mansion. After that incident you stopped mentioning things you liked or wanted to buy in fear of him going bankrupt. He told Mina to hack your Amazon Wishlist and bought you all of the items just to spite you.

If you work or study he will support you every step of the way. Just like you support him during his games. If you are a university student he will sit down with you and ask you some questions, help you study and keep an eye on you. He wants you to be successful yes, but you still need to sleep and eat !

Kenji likes to mess with you in his Ultraman form, much to his fathers disapproval. Whenever he takes care of Emi he has to transform, and he uses every opportunity to pluck you from the ground and place you on his shoulder. The first time he did it you screamed like a banshee making poor baby Emi jump in fright. Thank God she doesn't really speak human language, you would die of shame if she repeated any of the words you called Kenji that time.

After a year of being together he'll start carrying a small velvet box around. And inside would a ring his father proposed to his mother with, something she gave him long time ago. He would wait patiently, looking for the best way and time to pop the question. But until then he'll enjoy your company and make more memories with you and Emi by his side :)

I hope ya'll liked it ! I feel really good about this one ngl :D GOD I LOVE THIS MAN !

[multipurposetoolguy]

freaky barber who does freaky barberous things

also muriel ^_^ and my human design for courage..poor little guy in the middle of nowhere just wants to keep his adopted gramma safe

[weridpersonhelp]

stardom

[oneshot ? idk wally x reader]

un edited so appolgise for things that are spelt wrong, and gramma.

Could not help myself after I saw the Wally Actor AU! AAAAAH so I’m creating this, because I can. I know I should be focusing on red phone, but this next chapter is going to take a bit dudes. So here is this.

“Are you Y/n? my newest inturne?” Their stood infront of you the person or puppet you would be learning from. Julie, from the show welcome home. You had never though a puppet would let you be their intern, Let alone on the show Your nieces and nephues adored but by some mircal you got the job.

“yesh! It’s a pleasure to meet you  Julie Joyful! I’m very excited to work with you and help you with what ever you need! I look forward to learning from you as well Ma’am!”

“Oh don’t worry about formalities! Just call me Julie, Now I do need you to do me a small favour.” My eyes light up when she says this, I know interns are sometimes treated like dogs, but I didn’t care too much since this would be amazing on my resume.

“Sure thing Julie!” She gives me a small smile and her card.

“I would like a Carmel Frappuccino, with sprinkles and two pumps of vanila please! If you could et it here in at least 30 minutes would be-“ “NO Problem ma’am! I’ll get it right away!” I say rushing out the door, to get back in my car and drive to the nearest Starbucks. Ever since I was a kid I wanted to be to work in film, But I wasn’t smart enough too get in to collage. But I was able to do a tafe course and work my way up from their. I’m still shocked she even hired me.

Getting out of the car and into the Starbucks a sigh, seeing the huge line.

“Oh god…” ----

“I wounder where my new intern is.”

“Intern?” Wally asks Julie a little confused, she had never mentioned any intern to him. Let alone hriing one.

“Yes! I just got her today, I saw her before and asked her to get me my drink but she a little late. I hope she’s alright!” Julie says, sighing Wally was not happy with this at all. Late on the first day and why wasn’t he told about this? They where probably just another human looking down on  them. Thinking they could exploit poor Julie.

“MISS JOYFUL I HAVE YOUR DRINK!” The two puppets turn to see who was yelling, it was none other than her new intern! She was sweaty and holding an ice cold drink in her hands.

“I’m so sorry Miss Joyful! There was a massive line! And they stuffed up the order the first time so i-“ “Awe thank you Y/n! it’s no problem I understand, and please call me Julie!”

“Yes Ms. Julie is their anything else I can help you with?” she asks Wally rises an eyebrow at her a little, noticing her good posture and how she kept her hands together in the front folded nicely on top of each other.

“Could you get me some banana bread from the table? Wally, would you like anything?”

“Just a chocolate muffin cut into 4 slices and a silver knife, I can taste it when it’s wood.” Wally says this was a test honestly, he knew that she wouldn’t be able to keep up this good shared for too long. She’s probably heard from the other crew how much of an ass he is and is only being nice to get on his good side.

“No problem, Sir, I’ll get them for you guys!” Y/n stands about to leave before Julie calls out to her.

“And get yourself something! I don’t want you passing out on me!”

“Oh! Sure thing!” she finally leaves.

“Isn’t she adorable! She has a pretty good resume as well!”

“how so?”

“Well, she has done a cert 3 in childcare! So, she has a blue card! She worked in customer service for 4 years! She loved film though her G.P.A is low she worked very hard to be here! Her dream is to work in the film industry-“

“Acting?” Wally asks taking a sip of his mineral water with a lime in it.

“Nope!”

“Then why is her your intern?”

“Well, she said she wants to learn all aspects, she was very eager in the interview my agent said! And all employees described her as hard working!” Julie explains, Julie’s agent wasn’t a ray of sunshine, she would make Julie do some adds she didn’t like and use to force them to model on the side. That was before Wally straightened her out. Would she be happening to do this do make him angry?

“it took my a while to find a Silver Knife but I did! I brought a little butter thing just incase. I didn’t know if you wanted it buttered sorry!” Y/n says handing both of them what they asked for, She even gave wally a Metal fork. He was honestly a little shocked and weirder out.

“This is good! Thank you would you like to sit and watch with us?” Y/n was taken aback HELL WALLY WAS TAKEN ABACK.

“o-oh umm thank you yes please.” Y/n moves from the middle of them to Julie’s left and takes a seat on the ground, she opens the old bottle of water and takes a sip.

“Awe scared of me sugar?” Wally asks teasingly, Julie chuckles along as Y/n face heats up and eye widen.

“OH NO SIR! I DIDN’T MEAN TOO! I JUST-““ I don’t bite!” this embarrasses Y/n further and makes Julie crack up more.

“I- um. I know I just thought-““oh ignore him Y/n! he just teasing he does it to every one! OH my your redder then a tomato!”

“Or a apple!” the two continue to laugh while Y/n left their, but she doesn’t seem to mind all of that. She instead focus her attention on to the set. Soon enough the two puppet go on and talk about something else. That’s when she notices someone struggling with something.

“And then I heard-“ “Excuse me Ms Julie is it okay if I help that poor fella?”

“Oh yes of course, you can do what ever as long as you’re here when I call for you!” Y/n nods and quickly goes to the guy to help him lift the fake trees.

“Hey, let me help you with that!” Y/n says grabbing two of the trees from his arms, The guy looks confused at first but gladly takes the help.

“Thanks, we need to move these over here.” “No problem!” The two walks to the side and place the trees there. She dusts off her hands off from the and a joyful smile can be seen on her face.

“Which department are you in? by any chance?” The employee asks her,

“Oh, I’m the new intern for Julie Joyful I’m Y/n nice to meet you.” Y/n puts her hand forward to shake.

“Jack, you work with the puppets? Good luck ha-ha! See ya later kid.” He says walking. Y/n shows a face of confusion and tilt of the head as he walks away, but she walks back to her new boss.

[slimeranch7]

It's you! Despite everything, it's still you.

(Kujou Sara x reader)

No warnings, just a tad bit of hurt/comfort.

Summary: What does it cost to carry the weight of the Shogun's will? For Kujou Sara, it was damn near everything.

Kujou Sara remembers it like this: Your hair flows with the wind, barely obscuring the rays of sunlight that peaks from behind your figure. Sakura petals build a picture perfect frame around you. A vibrant gemstone sits on your waist, adorned with a few decals that mirrored Sara’s own. Your smile was ethereal, genuine. It was you. You were beautiful. And it will sit with her for eternity. For as long as she breathes.

And then she would cherish it from beyond the grave when time came.

“Do you… Do you remember…? When…” She stops, stutters, for God's sake, unable to stand the notion that a single misstep would send you into a frenzied spiral of unhealed trauma of her own making.

Looking back, your grandmother was upset and miserable enough on your behalf. The poor old lady busying herself between steeping fresh tea for a visiting officer, and ensuring your triggers stay out of sight and out of mind. It took another round of convincing to let her take a short walk with you in the outskirts of the village.

The blank look she receives from you is all she needs to know. Hands clasped politely together, head slightly bowed, gaze cautiously matching hers. You were nothing but a stranger possessing the body of her lover.

“Gramma told me that we were close before I got into the accident,” You carefully fill the gap, trying to gauge her reaction. “Is it true? What were we like?”

Accident? Is that what they were calling it, now?

It was deliberate and forceful, carrying through her authority. There was nothing accidental behind the strength she bound your wrists behind you with. Nothing unintentional behind the screaming, pleading, begging that brutally scraped her ears as she tore the very gemstone built from your ambitions away for the Goddess that she pledged herself to.

Distantly there were other voices ranging from desperate to oppressive. Dirt kicked up from the struggle, clouding her eyes but all she saw was red. She saw nothing except red, raw, and angry, and so helpless and frustrated that she took the rest of the day off with nothing more than the motion of tossing her prized bow across the range as her only explanation for her leave of absence.

No, Sara holds no contempt for the duty she was forced to uphold. It is, after all, her responsibility as a high standing general of the Tenryou Commission. The Shogun's will is her own. She takes a deep breath.

What a fickle thing that memory can be. Delicate. Transient.

“We were beautiful.” She whispered, barely audible amidst the warm wind passing through the bridge. She turns to you, desperation clear in her eyes. “You and I, we… I'm sorry.” Then she repeats it, again and again. Each loop one hesitant step forward, and then two steps back. Longing for reconciliation yet afraid to hurt you again.

“What for?” You were mercifully cautious with your prodding. Ever the perceptive one, you’ve always read Sara like an open book even as she struggled to see herself in the light. Yes, she'll remember that about you, among many other things. The color of your laughter, the shape of your brilliant smile, the feeling of your warm skin against hers.

“General?”

Ah, that hurt. To be demoted to a mere general of an army. She could be more. She should be less.

You snapped her out of her stupor. She averts her gaze, embarrassed and ashamed to have dated to lock eyes with you, who she has wronged on all levels.

“It was my fault,” She finally utters. “I'm apologizing for my transgressions against-”

Your hand smooths over hers. Between her teeth, she sucks in a deep breath to avoid gasping out loud like a fish out of water. The electric sensation travels through the thick hide of her gloves. It is utterly euphoric, and she would never forget that, either.

Your eyes chase hers, searching for the glistening amber in the sunset. She feels a soft tug at the straps around her gloves. “Can I…?”

She doesn't make a move to stop you, and it's all you need to unfasten it like you've done it a million times before, to trace your soft fingers over her tender knuckles (still healing from the wooden beam she had beaten it with in the training hall).

You've stopped searching, stopped mapping out her hands, as though you've found it all. What did you find? She looks at you quizzically, deeply afraid of your answer.

You return a soft, contemplative hum, one that has her nearly choking on her own breath, hoping, praying that you'd be gentle with her heart, even if she wasn't with yours.

“General Kujou Sara…” You murmur. Her heart stutters to a near stop. “Kujou Sara. Sara. Sara. It rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?” You beam so brightly at her. In a very roundabout way, this was a rather cruel penalty.

That's enough. She retrieves her throbbing hand from you, along with her gloves. Her body aches all over. Her mind is numb. She has endured enough punishment. The purpose of her visit is over. You don't remember, and she will for eternity, the crushing memory ingrained into her existence like a repulsive brand.

“Wait.” You call, this time, your grasping at the plate on her shoulder, fingers stubbornly threaded with the ropes binding her armor together. “They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.”

Her first mistake was to let your words hinder her timely exit. She lets you off the hook for a lot of things, including how your hands sneak it's way up to her face, cupping it like you would to a lover at the end of a long day. “Then what do you say visions are the windows to?”

Archons help her.

No, not even the Almighty Shogun would be here to rescue her.

Despite all the memories you've forgotten, you certainly haven't lost your innate perceptiveness. Your touch is electrifying for all the wrong reasons, now. She is left stunned, locked in place and unable to tear her wary gaze from yours.

For all the battles she has led, no arrow has pierced through her armor so effectively. Is this what they meant when poets quoted, ‘love is war'?

“We really were close, weren't we? Otherwise I wouldn't have caught the way you keep looking at my obi like it's some foreign lifeform.” You had the audacity to giggle, all while Sara was frozen in terror. “My mind has forgotten, but I think my body and instincts remember every little tell that you have. Sara, hold my hand.”

As though in a trance, she obediently grasps yours, and doesn't stop you when you insistently interlace your fingers. Her heart stutters when they fit like a finished jigsaw piece. “Yeah, this feels right. What about you?”

Like explosions, she's sure, war and hailing arrows and the thunder from beyond. Gods above it felt like she was struck by lightning. Maybe she's ascending. There's really no telling.

“Good,” She manages, eyes impossibly wide. “It feels good.”

And, again, you beam, ethereal and genuine. Your hair flows in the wind, the sunset kissing your skin, fallen leaves swirling away, painting a beautiful, glowing backdrop. Did it matter that your vision was missing?

No, you made it clear that it didn't.

“I think they're the windows to the heart.” You noted after a brief, euphoric silence.

Sara eyes you carefully. “The heart? What makes you say that?”

You press some weight against her side, comfortably slotting between her arm as though that space had been tailored perfectly for you. “I haven't felt like myself since the accident, whatever it may be. Tried a lot of things- didn't help.” You confessed, gaze turning forlorn and distant. “And you come along, and it's like- like, fireworks. I can't explain it well, but I know it's you.”

Now she regards you with some semblance of pity. “Well, we were close before… Maybe I just triggered some old instincts.” She offers nervously.

“That's what I mean. It was empty and bleak, and Gramma’s hiding something from me for my sake. It was until you… visited me. And I realized, now, that it was a vision that I lost, and I must have lost you on that day, too.”

Sara takes a moment to contemplate her next course of action.

Actually, no, there's no need. She should follow her heart, as you did with yours.

“Petal?” A term of endearment that you had pestered her to use after a wonderful date under a sakura tree, now strategically deployed to further promote your journey of memory recovery.

“I don't care what happened to my vision.” You say, smile widening. She notes the tears brimming your eyes, and swipes her thumb to wipe it away. A fruitless endeavor, seeing as you've decided to stop trying to hold it in. “I don't care what happened before. But this feeling, I don't need a vision to- to know that I loved you.”

You choked on wet sobs for another good minute. Sara selfishly pulls you into a hug, wondering if you'd still love her if you remembered the pain and betrayal evident in your voice weeks ago. If you'd still love her if you remembered the way she had ruthlessly pinned you to the dirt, ripping away the very gift that defined your heart.

“I'll still love you, y'know?” You had finally dissolved into short stutters and heaves. “Your eyes are sincere, and your heart… well now I can see you'd follow it for me. Despite everything, I'll still love you.”

Sara closes her eyes as she leans into your embrace, relishing in the way her head spins from overwhelming euphoria. That's right, you're just as stubborn as she remembered. It's exactly why she can trust you to still love her despite everything when she inevitably unravels the truth in your hands. She understands that you'll stay, no matter what.

“For eternity,” She whispers. “I will love you, too.”

[gammaraydeath]

So, Ro. Do tell us/me everything you want to tell. Or to be more specific, tell me five facts that you think one should know first.

omg yes hi!!! this is exciting :D thank you so much for asking! this is very long bc i love to talk about ro. this got very long so i'll have to break this up into two posts, i'll add the remaining facts in a reblog!

she has the spacer background. born on arcturus station. it does have a permanent population and i assume the space equivalent of on base military housing. hannah took maternity leave but couldn't stand being idle, and didn't take to motherhood as naturally as she had hoped. rose's father, placeholder name chuck, wound up being her primary parental figure. once rose was old enough to qualify for daycare/education services on larger noncombatant alliance vessels, around 5 years old, her parents sold their arcturus apartment and she was henceforth spacebound. dad took the career hit - hannah kept climbing the ranks and taking postings that rose could not board for. as a consequence, rose was closest with her father. naturally, he tragically perishes, leaving hannah in a tough spot. grieving, busy, and now with even more pressure to succeed in her career to provide for her child, she sent rose to earth to live with relatives, finishing her education in a more traditional high school setting. rose, ro to her close friends, had always had a bit of a rebellious streak though. having lost her father, feeling unwanted by her mother, cut off from the only life she had known and the unease of being planetside, she leaned fully into the shitty punk teen act. she plays a futuristic bass/synth instrument in a garage band. they play in dive bars. she gets her hands on all sorts of things she shouldn't, courtesy of her older "boyfriend". she doesn't go to school. she makes her poor gramma's life hell. her relationship with hannah is at its worst and most fractured, and although they will get closer (they do love each other), there will always be some distance between them that neither knows how to close. a series of misadventures culminates in ro committing a bit of light treason - given a choice between charges being pressed or her skills put to use for the alliance, she enlists. anderson is a personal friend of hannah's, and although he doesn't have a ton of weight to swing around at this point, he's got enough clout that when hannah calls in a favor he vouches for her daughter, and it's enough. ro takes her second chance extremely seriously, knows that she's starting with a disadvantage, and works hard to prove herself.

she also has the war hero background. i have this whole idea for how elysium goes for her - she's a second lieutenant, which is a bit of a high rank for her age, but hey she becomes commander at like 29 so whatever lmfao. she's rapidly rising the ranks, we'll just say that. she serves on the SSV Denver (placeholder ship name that also might just be kept) and mostly keeps to herself. she's known for being very serious, by the books, and studious. huge departure from her personality before enlistment. most are intimidated by her demeanor, and she feels unable to make friends. she's not yet the charming and personable commander that can befriend a whole crew. she does, however, have 1 friend - allison hartley. kid genius, only 19, intelligence specialist. allie comes from a rich family, skipped over high school, had full ride scholarships into the most prestigious universities, participates in community, sports, clubs, is kind, and is just an all-around good person; she stays humble despite her privilege. and she sets her sights on ro, the dour, quiet goth girl and works very hard to break down her walls to befriend her. and it works! and one day she convinces ro to take leave with her to visit her family's ski resort in illyria on elysium. and it all goes so very wrong, but not immediately! first, they do get to enjoy their vacation for a few days. they wind up meeting a veteran named louise, who is bitter about a recent divorce (get her drunk enough and she'll start opening up about her ex wife but anything less and she's a brick wall), and a bartender named audax (possibly the only turian who likes the cold; he's fond of skiing in his free time) that ro is a little bit taken by. all that time in space and she's never really met an alien before. these two, along with allie, will form ro's "squad" when shit goes down. ro is responsible for forming the plan to rally civilians to take back their city - block by block, they push back against the invaders, and they're gaining momentum. it really seems like they're winning, and the pirates all pull back like a tide going out. turns out they were clearing the area for an incoming orbital strike. allie is among the casualties. when the invaders return in force, ro pulls herself together enough to direct survivors to safety and hold the line until backup finally arrives. ro, louise, and allie's parents on her behalf all accept the star of terra award. audax receives his own dues, and has his moment of fame for being an exemplar of interspecies cooperation. ro gets a memorial tattoo of allie done in her honor - this will later be wiped by the lazarus project, and is redone as a pair of black bands around her bicep; one for allie, one for kaidan.

[oonajaeadira]

Last line tag

Tagged by @littlemisspascal. You inspired me to do a little writing tonight. That felt good. Thank you, Rae. And I know there were rules to post one line and tag as many people as words, but I defy rules. It just felt good to write and I feel like sharing a short snippet.

Taking up her backpack, Ellie makes her way to the front vestibule to pull on her gear. “Don’t forget your hat and scarf!” You call to her, but smile at Joel as you perch your butt against the table and tuck a little curl behind his ear. He’ll ask you to cut it soon. And you’ll put it off for as long as possible. Tickles, he says. I know, you say. “Thanks, Gramma Betty!” she calls back and pulls the door shut behind her as Joel lays a warm hand on your outer thigh. “What’er you getting up to today?” he asks. You shrug. “I’m in carding mode. Got a whole bag of washed fleece needs combing. I’d ask you what you’re up to, but I assume you and Tommy are gonna be tearing down some poor house.” There’s a moment where he squints a little. His thumb tracing the outer seam of your jeans.  “I want you to come with me. Got something to show you.” “Really. Well I like the sound of that. I could use a little walk in the bitter cold with a mystery at the end of it. Gonna have to go pull on a heavier sweater though. Might need to take this one off first. You wanna come watch?” There’s a knock at the front. Tommy. The door opening. Joel only grins fondly and pats your thigh, sending you off, before pushing the chair back from the table and separating himself from his coffee mug. “I’ll catch the later show. Might call for audience participation.”

And since Tumblr's having tag issues, let's turn to the pickerwheel for five of my loves. Tagging: @something-tofightfor @brandyllyn @morallyinept @insomniamamma @missredherring

[thesimquarter]

Some Unused Urbz (GBA) Dialogue

I was looking through the string table in the Urbz for GBA and noticed some dialogue that goes unused in the actual game and decided to catalogue it and share it because I just love things like this.

If you see an '@1', in the dialogue, that's just a placeholder for the player's name (or at least for all of THESE. Sometimes it's used for other things.)

As a side note, the dialogue for this game is pretty well-organized and all the characters have distinct enough voices (TS2GBA DO NOT INTERACT) that it's incredibly easy to figure out who said what. There's also a lot more unused strings, but I'm just focusing on the dialogue right now

First of all, all characters, not just those you can have as a roommate, have roommate acceptance dialogues. So, here are all the unused ones.

BAYOU BOO: Gosh, that's fine idea. Don't mind if I do. BERKELEY CLODD: Sure I'll move in with you. What a splendid way to meet a whole new set of clients. LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Sure, I'll live with you, buddy. But be warned: I stay up late. CRAWDAD CLEM: You know, It'd be real fun to share accommodations with you for a bit. Sure. EPHRAM EARL: To haunt your house with your permission, this I will do. PRITCHARD LOCKSLEY: Sure, so long as you help me memorize my lines. HARLAN KING: Of course I will. How wonderful! LOTTIE CASH: Okay! That'd be killer! We're going to have such an awesome time. LUTHOR L. BIGBUCKS: Sure, why not. It'll be just like college all over again. MAMBO LOA: I would gladly share accommodations with you. When do I move in? Now? MAXIMILLIAN MOORE: Sure, why not? So long as you don't mind the smell of bleach. OLDE SALTY: You're darn tooting! I'd be your roommate any day. CRYSTAL: Okay! I can't wait to redecorate your dumpy pad. POLLY NOMIAL: Yes. To maintain a domicile with you would be most enlightening. GIUSEPPI MEZZOALTO: Why not, right? It'll be loads of fun. I'm moving in today! ROXANNA MOXIE: Sure, why not? It'll be fun, you know? A real laugh. THERESA BULLHORN: Yes! I would love to share your life of glamour and fame. DARIUS: Heck yeah, dawg. We can kick it together. DADDY BIGBUCKS: You betcha! DET. DAN D. MANN: It's an interesting proposition. Hm… Consider it done! LILY GATES: An excellent plan! Your place is much closer to where I work! KRIS THISTLE: You want me to move in with you? After all I've done? Wow. You're great. GRAMMA HATTIE: What a grand idea. Your house will be a great place to hold meetings.

There is also an unused set of rep group-related dialogues. These ones most likely being used if you managed to get an exceedingly poor rep with your rep group.

DARIUS: Hey, @1. Check yourself before you wreck your Rep. The Streeties are getting sick of you hanging around. LUTHOR L. BIGBUCKS: Sorry to be the one to break this to you, @1, but the rest of the Richies think you're getting a tad uppity. Clean up your act or we'll boot you. POLLY NOMIAL: Our patience with your gradual assimilation into our social sphere is waning. Progress or be excommunicated from the Nerdies. ROXANNA MOXIE: A few words of advice @1. Shape up or ship out of our group. End of story.

These MAY not be unused, but I've never heard of anyone getting any of these messages, and, for the life of me, I could not get them to activate through my own twiddling. There exists no dialogue for actually kicking you out of the rep group. So even if this WAS used, it would just be an empty threat. (I mean… it's implied that it was your rep group that picked you up after you crash landed in Miniopolis, which is why you're apart of it despite not really knowing anyone.)

As a side note, when I was going through getting to -10 rep points with the Richies, after about -6, every time I lost a rep group point, Roxanna Moxie kept on giving my silver plaques. RICHIE silver plaques. Using the Artsie silver plaque dialogue. By the time I was done testing things out, I had five of them. Strange glitch?

So, the Urbz GBA, for whatever reason, doesn’t let us romance the elderly. That doesn't mean that there isn't flirting and kissing dialogue for the unromancable characters! The first dialogue is flirting, and the second one is refusing to accept a kiss.

EPHRAM EARL: A piece of human interest seems to be the loving way. EPHRAM EARL: I cannot kiss that which I cannot touch. HARLAN KING: Eh? Does that have a saucy secondary meaning I am not aware of? HARLAN KING: Ugh! No! Your breath smells like everything but fresh! OLDE SALTY: Arrr, you've cracked my barnacle encrusted heart! OLDE SALTY: I'll kiss no one! Not until you proves your devotion! DADDY BIGBUCKS: Hello there… do you mind if I buy you a small island? DADDY BIGBUCKS: Get away from me, you pest! I'd sooner kiss a sneezing dog. GRAMMA HATTIE: Stop it this instant. I know you're just trying to fool with an old woman's mind. GRAMMA HATTIE: Ack! Help! Help! Police! This boy is trying to inhale me!

Related, when a character accepts a hug or a kiss in-game, they don't say anything. However, there is actually unused dialogue for this event. Almost all of it is just "Aw!". However, there's a few exceptions.

BAYOU BOO: Aw! BAYOU BOO: Plant one right here, girl! BERKELEY CLODD: Come hither and embrace me, @1! BERKELEY CLODD: Ah! LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Come here, you! LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Oh! EPHRAM EARL: If arms were ribbons consider this my bow. EPHRAM EARL: Ah! EWAN WATAHMEE: Hugs are free, yes. But they are also round. EWAN WATAHMEE: Ah! PRITCHARD LOCKSLEY: It's so good to see you too! Let's do lunch. PRITCHARD LOCKSLEY: Ah! LOTTIE CASH: It's fun to be this close to me, huh? LOTTIE CASH: Oh! LUTHOR L. BIGBUCKS: Wrap your arms around me, baby. LUTHOR L. BIGBUCKS: Yeah! MAXIMILLIAN MOORE: You washed your hands before you hugged me, right? MAXIMILLIAN MOORE: Eek! CRYSTAL: Gee, thanks. You're sweet. CRYSTAL: Oh! OLDE SALTY: That's right, give poor Olde Salty a nice hug. OLDE SALTY: Yay! DADDY BIGBUCKS: Normally I don't let people touch me if they're not wearing an expensive coat. But for you'll I'll make an exception. DADDY BIGBUCKS: Normally I don't let people kiss me if they're not wearing fruity lip gloss. But for you'll I'll make an exception.

The first dialogue here is accepting a hug; the second is accepting a kiss. All characters not listed here just has "Aw!" as a response to both being kissed and hugged.

There seems to be a scrapped interaction, most likely called 'Talk about Pets.' from the subject of the replies and the fact that it was tucked between 'Talk about Ninjas' and 'Talk about Politics,' which would make the placement alphabetical. I wonder why it went unused!

Not every single character had a line for this. The following characters do not: Bayou Boo, Crawdad Clem, Ephram Earl, Ewan Watahmee Harlan King, Luthor L. Bigbucks, Mambo Loa, Misty Waters, Olde Salty, and Theresa Bullhorn. Some of these characters do have other lines that refer to owning a pet; they just don't have a dialogue here.

BERKELEY CLODD: I looked into buying a talented chimpanzee, but very few know how to pick pock- er, pick their nose. LINCOLN BROADSHEET: I have my pet rabbit to thank for my interest in journalism. Why? Well… isn't it obvious? PRITCHARD LOCKSLEY: I was so proud my pet lizard Harvey was cast as the lead in a new gladiator film. Sure he beat me for the role… but he was wonderful! LOTTIE CASH: I have a cute little pug named Paris. You don't think I'll get sued for that, do you? I hope not. MAXIMILLIAN MOORE: Sooner or later, every disease that pets get will jump to humans! The end is near! CRYSTAL: I totally want a pet dolphin so it can protect me from sharks. PHOEBE TWIDDLE: My mom was a cat lady and my dad was a dog guy, so I learned to love pets very early on. But I'll never forget the smell. POLLY NOMIAL: Your colorful colloquy is highly amusing. GIUSEPPI MEZZOALTO: If I tell you I like snakes, you'd better not make any jokes. Got it? ROXANNA MOXIE: Come by the carnival sometime! There are lots of needy animals there. SUE PIRNOVA: I'm not organized enough to take care of another creature. The best I can manage is feeding ants. DARIUS: I like goldfish. What? DADDY BIGBUCKS: Yuck! There is nothing worse that a sniveling, drooling, hairy servant who cannot follow orders. DET. DAN D. MANN: When people don't clean up after their pets, who do you think has to do it for them? Huh? I'm asking you because I don't know the answer. LILY GATES: Every time I buy a pet, I get so busy I forget to feed it. And then… well… I shouldn't own any pets. KRIS THISTLE: Don't remind me! My landlord doesn't allow pets, so when I moved here I was forced to sell my ferret. CANNONBALL COLEMAN: I owned a crow a few years ago. He made enough noise to scare ghosts away. I miss that old bird. GRAMMA HATTIE: I'm definitely a cat person. And a dog person. And a chicken person too. I'm really a pet person. DUSTY HOGG: I used to own a small python and a small dog. Now I just own a bigger python.

'Talk about Pets' does not show up in the list of interactions earlier in the string set.

Lincoln Broadsheet has some mission dialogue that, again, may not be unused, but I have never seen, and I have never seen anyone else talk about it.

YOU: Mister Broadsheet, would you help me write a thesis? LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Gosh, I would if I wasn't so busy. Tell you what I can do though: I'll let you use my computer to log in to my research database. That should give you some good ideas. LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Hey, have you heard the recent news? A local TV station is filming a new Reality Television Show. YOU: Interesting, but I don't watch much TV. LINCOLN BROADSHEET: Me neither, but don't let that stop you from going up to Paradise Island and signing up. If you do well I could write a big article about you. YOU: Are they still letting people sign up? LINCOLN BROADSHEET: I think so. Head up to Paradise Island and see for yourself. And if you do well Id love to write an article on you.

Note: I have been informed that the first two lines in this section actually can happen in-game!

It is also appears he would have given the player the Reality TV Show plotline.

And finally, ‘The Bad Ending.’

DADDY BIGBUCKS: People around here call me Daddy Bigbucks. If you like what you see in Miniopolis, it's a good bet I own it.

This is actually listed next to all the character introductions, so this would have been how Daddy Bigbucks introduced himself, if he were to actually introduce himself. There are placeholders for the other characters who don’t get to say a proper introduction as well (Kris Thistle, Det. Dan D. Mann, Crawdad Clem, Harlan King), but they’re just placeholders. No text of relevance.

[task800]

markus would be on those r/politics subreddits dropping some of the most carefully thought-out rebuttals to people who reply with “how dare you say we piss on the poor.” north would be doxxing them.

josh just blocks everybody that pisses him off. he’s done being a teacher for free, he ran out of that kind of patience. he’s smart as all fuck and splits his time between trawling academic subreddits and online game forums, but if somebody starts acting foolish in his dms he just hits them with a neat block, he’s off the clock baby!!!

simon is on crafts reddit knitting with the grammas. he’s making everybody a sweater :]

i feel like kara would start out on crafts reddit and gradually end up on diy bombs reddit and luther would have to be like kara hon please and she’d be like it’s still technically crafts

connor is not on reddit because he’s busy brawling with his whole heart in the youtube comments

[cherry-pop-elf]

Warm Rain Kisses

Westley Vuk x Reader

I had married Westley so I got a burst of needed endorphins. It’s also a AMAZING game. Pls I need mutuals who play this game

Summary: A rainy day on the farm calls for some needed cuddles with your newly acquired puppy of a husband

“Darling, you are just drenched-!” Your husband would shout, as your soggy body entered the home. Everything was soaked, and your boots were even filled with water. That rain storm came out of nowhere, and it was hitting hard. With lighting cracking outside.

“Seem’s to me Violet may have made her incantation a little too potent.” You admit, as you would pull your shoes off. You swore a fish came out of it even. Cleocatra would enjoy it, at least.

“I’ll go fetch you a change of clothes.” Weasley said, as he would hurry to the closet. He did his best to be careful, as it had been past sunset. Big paws and all. He’s had years of practice, and you made it your soul mission to write your own mending incantation. Just for him. That way he could stress less. Gramma would have been so proud.

“The chores are all done, at least. Frozen over here.” You shivered, as you had to take everything off. Even with being married, and having had many an encounter that resulted in damaged clothes, your husband still got so bashful around your naked body. You two have long since enjoyed a wonderful honeymoon, but here he was. Covering his eyes with sleepwear he grabbed for you. Had you giggle. That’s the man you married.

“I’ll get some underwear on, don’t worry.” You teased him. With a peck to his furry cheek you were off. Left him all a fluster. How you adored teasing him. Your big ‘scary’ wolf of a husband, still able to be so gentle in such a massive form.

With proper undergarments on, you returned to the living room. You might wear was laid out, and you could hear him already working in the kitchen. If the mutters of Russian curses at dropped items said anything to you.

Warm clothes, a warm fire place, and the works of tea. That’s what your cold skin needed. Also, cuddles. Lots of them. He was more than happy to provide such, as he would return with a tray of needed treats.

“Figured I would try something a little different. My mother loved to make warm drinks for me, and my brother, whenever we returned hunting. Even in the snow you can lose a lot of fluids. She liked to make it a little challenge for herself. To try and make something a little different.” Westley would explain to you, before he laid on the floor. Now your big pillow to cuddle, as the towel he had also grabbed was in your hand. Ruffling at your hair to dry.

“Oooo. Hot chocolate!” You perked up, and were excited. Something sweet. Oh he knew you well. Hardly bothered with your hair anymore, before you were quick to take your cup. Nearly burned your tongue, but it was so worth it.

“Kai always finds the best chocolate.” You cooed, as you laid against your husband. Enjoying his furry touch, and the way he breathed. Such big breaths. How his heart beat was so visible. Some call it morbid. You call it beautiful.

“He really does. Maybe if we were to ever reveal ourselves one day, he should be who we speak to first. He seems the most likely to be open minded.” He figured, as he yawned. Poor man was exhausted, but he was always willing to wait for you.

“Yeah. I wouldn’t be surprised if he already has met some FaeFolk. He’s been all over the place. Maybe he never brought it up because of that. He knows better than to risk their secret. Respects nature, after all. The way he talks about the water just seems too whimsical…” You would agree, as you watched the fire place.

“Exactly. Along with the books he seems to enjoy, and how whatever I recommend seems to be something he’s aware of. World travelers tend to be more open minded.” Your husband would agree, as he gave a long stretch. Made his joints pop just right, as he would yawn.

“Today was a good day.” You would nod, with pride. You finished some candles, have potions and time freeze spells stacked for your mining trip tomorrow, finished some aging wines for your hubby to enjoy, the animals were checked on, you did alot in one day. Busy, but that’s how you liked it.

“I’m so glad. I wish I could do more for you, but I can only be in two places so often.” Your husband would sigh. That made you kiss his fuzzy little ear. He was doing so much. He deserved rest all the same. Just because you two had different jobs didn’t mean he didn’t deserve any less rest.

“You are doing the best you can. I love you so much for that.” You would finish your drink, before you simply curled up against him. No need a bed tonight. He was just perfect like this. The warm fire place, the rain storm outside, and the heavy breathing of your Westley. What more could you want?

“Suppose I’m stuck here for the night.” He chuckled, before he would nuzzle his muzzle against your cheek. His wet nose kissed your cheek, and that made you giggle. You loved his little doggy kisses. And in turn, he loved giving them. It made the burden of being a werewolf not so bad. You loved BOTH sides of him. His human, and fae, sides. Him. Simply him.

“Good night, sweetheart. Love you. Love you so much.” He whispered, in that gravely voice of his. A sleepy ‘love you more’ was returned, and he chuckled. Hardly could stay awake any longer. It was just a slice of heaven in that moment. Warmth, and love.

What more could a witch want?

[widespot]

Once back at the house, there's still a little bit of school break left; but Aiken decides he wants to knock out all his leftover projects, to clear time to go out and meet prospective first kisses. Rhein and Laika, with college looming, have more serious study in mind. "Excuse me, can I get at that book on zen?" "That's in the other bookcase." "It is not." "Yes, it is. Remember Penny resorted them according to Library of Congress?"

"Miss Mary? The xylophone is playing itself." "Is it? Well, don't worry - that's just your gramma looking in on us. We need to put away all those baby toys anyhow. You ready to sleep in the big boy room with Aiken?" "I guess." It'd be better if the big boy room weren't the smallest room in the house.

Angel is in fact checking in on everyone - including Senor Oso!

"Dang housesitter, couldn't even be bothered to clean a womrat cage. The girls'll be upset if they see it in this state. Poor old Brain, I got you."

[forkyyyy]

can you draw Woody and Pen holding hands or havin a sleepover or huggkng or kissing or sll of ghe anove *explodes dye to poor grammas*

GUYS YOUR SHIPS ARE SO SILLY AND FUNNY /pos