#rip poptart

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★ — INFECTED IS SO AWESOME

★ — Also shout out this part LMAO

[intotheelliwoods]

Me slowly filling your inbox with art >:3

YELLS AT YOU!!!!!

[goldentail-readswarriorcats]

Infected :3

[wahooworld-doublehelix]

Hello Splatoon Nation!

[grox]

What do you do if there were like those youtube predator hunters trying to catch some guy in your area but hes smart so he uses pics of someone else and they just happen to be you, and he agrees to meet the decoy at walmart on the day you just so happen to be grocery shopping, and they see you with like a csrt full of poop items you knoe like you bought all your vegetables and fruits and meats the other day youre here for poptarts and liquor and chicken nuggets anf candy now, and theyre like, youre here to meet a 12 year old boy. And youre buying candy you fat fucking pedophile and all you can do is look aeound like huh? Theyre so mean too like theyre like ripping into your outfit theyre calling your shoes raggedy your breath stinks you got dandruff

[aropride]

following me simulator (in the reverse order it should be for readability sorry)

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 08:27am

good MORNINg dashboard. time for another day i am not ready but i will do it

#text #happyt thursday treat thursday

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 10:02am

to do today. psych quiz , work on zines, Remember to eat, dont die

#text #to do list tag

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 10:37am

my life is so beautiful (boy whos at the library voice)

#text

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 11:13am

GO TO HERE

#text #Spotify

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 11:22am

all right well why dont u listen to the waves crash against the shore for a while and maybe you’ll calm down . can you let the beauty of the world overtake you for just one fucking second

#text

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 12:05pm

everyone on here needs to stop laughing about how "adopting pets from a shelter is for losers" and "those animals should be hunted for sport instead" its reprehensible on so many levels. First of all

Read more

#text #discourse

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 12:32pm

answer my questions boy

#text #polls

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 01:14pm

mcr5 summer 2024. mark my words

#text #mcr5

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 01:49pm

shaking and trembling and looking at you with fear in my eyes etc . did anyone else notice its scary

#text #scaredposting

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 02:43pm

ooh my godfdddd guys . just had an f slur moment so insane i literally cant come backfrom this one they have to kill me they have to kill me.

#text #I HATE BEING BISEXUAL THIS IS SO HUMBLING . #i would literally. WHATEVER

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[gerard image]

#i miss you baby girl please call me i love you

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[picture of a big clunky computer with some wires exposed or something]

#MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE. need her carnally #💾

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 06:37pm

just had the best pbj sandwich ever if you even care

#i love you pbj sandwich #text

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 06:58pm

i am goign to rip this title ix coordinator LIMB FROM LIMB !!!!!!!!

#text #WHO ELSE UP HAVING THEIR CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATED LOLLLL #the negligence is crazy Lol . giys should i sue . i could literally fucking sue right now . oh my god . jesus christ #neg #🗒️

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 07:14pm

its like no one even cares about frozen 2013 anymore

#text

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[gerard image]

#i miss her thighs i mean her music #PLEASE VOME BACKKKKKKK

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 08:12pm

judt went to the store and almost got hit by a fucking car coming back Like actually

#text #HAPPY THURSDAY I GUESS . WHATEVER

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 08:15pm

no but literally like. im NEVER gonna give you up. NEVER gonna let you down NEVER gonna tell a lie and HURT YOU..!!!!!!!!

#text #/ly

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 08:31pm

edibles time i deserve a little treat to be FREAKING honest

#text #weedposting

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aropride Follow April 5th 2024, 09:48pm

The edible has turned me bisexual once more.

#text #I NEED THEM IN A WAY THAT'S CONCERNING TO THE QUEER RIGHTS MOVEMENT

[waltermis]

Scaredy Cat

MASTERLIST ↠ NATASHA ROMANOFF MASTERLIST

Summary: Who knew carving a pumpkin could be so damn difficult?

Warnings: swearing, Tony’s precious kitchen is destroyed

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader (romantic), Avengers x reader (platonic)

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“Noooooo! Natty! That’s not right!!!!!!!!”

“I don’t know what you want from me, detka!!!”

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“Natalia Alianovna Romanoff!!! Put down the knife right now!”

“NO!!!! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO GAVE IT TO ME AFTER THE TINY ONE BROKE!!! NOW LET ME DO IT!!!”

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“What’re you guys doing?” Steve asked, as he entered the living room. Inside was the entire team of Avengers, who look like they’re looking at… Natasha and you…?

“We’re watching Natasha and Y/N carve a pumpkin.” Wanda explained, never taking her eyes off the screen.

“What? What’s so interesting about that?” 

“Y/N bought a pumpkin for them to carve but Nat’s trying to carve a scary face in it and Y/N wants to make it look like a cat.” Clint answered.

“What? Are they carving one singular pumpkin?”

“Yup,” Tony said, distractedly

“Why don’t they just carve two different pumpkins?”

“Y/N/N thought it would be a nice couples thing… Popcorn?” he offered.

“Sure… why not.” Steve grabbed a handful as he sat next to Bucky and Sam.

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“Will you quit trying to make it look scary?!” you screeched, horrified at the face your cat was making.

“Stop trying to hold me back!!! I want a scary pumpkin!!!” Natasha yelled, raising her knife.

“Do not try to threaten me!”

“I wasn’t trying to!!” Natasha argued back.

“Then don’t raise your knife at me!”

“I wasn’t!”

“DO NOT LIE TO ME!!!!” You seethed.

“Whatever!!! Just carve the stupid pumpkin!”

“You know what, no.”

“No?”

“I have a better idea…”

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The team looked confused, as the security camera cut out. “What? What happened??” Sam asked, his mouth stuffed with popcorn.

“No idea…” Tony said, just as confused. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. run a diagnostic scan.”

“It appears that the security camera has been disconnected by Miss L/N.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded.

“Can’t you connect it again?” Thor asked, cradling his poptarts.

“It appears to have been done manually,”

“What does that mean?” Bucky asked.

“It means that Y/N either cut the wire or just ripped the whole thing out.” Tony said, “knowing Y/N, it’ll be the latter one. F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you order more cables for the security cams?”

“Already done, sir.”

Before the team could say another word, they heard a huge crash and bang coming from the kitchen. Quickly, they ran towards the sound, only to the entire kitchen covered in pumpkin guts. The top to bottom, ceiling to floor, the entire room was covered. You and Natasha fared no better, Natasha had guts in her hair while you had pumpkin seeds and guts stuck to your clothes and caked onto your skin.

“What the fuck happened in here?!” Tony let out a shrill cry as he looked at his beloved kitchen.

“Well, Nat and I couldn’t figure out how to carve our pumpkin so we just started flinging the pumpkin’s guts at each other.” you answered, wiping away some of the guts from your eyes. Natasha looked at you and smiled, before helping you wipe it all away.

“Who knew a pumpkin had so much inside of it.” Natasha commented.

“I know right?!”

“So, did you guys end up choosing between a cat or a scary face?” Bruce asked.

“Yeah, we… wait, how did you know what faces we were choosing?” you questioned, looking at them suspiciously. “Oh my god! Were you spying on us?!”

“Noooooooo…” they all declined quickly.

“Uh huh… right…” Natasha said, unconvinced.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. said you disconnected the security feed. Please tell me you didn’t rip the wires to shreds.” Tony said, still gaping at what was once his immaculate kitchen.

“Nope, just disconnected it so you guys couldn’t see what we were doing. After Nat and I clean up, I’m gonna go save a couple copies of the feed.” you said.

“Oh, yeah! Bruce, to answer your question, we did end up choosing the pumpkin’s face.” you said, picking it up and showing it off.

“So you picked the cat face?” Wanda asked.

“And the scary face.” you added, turning the pumpkin around to show Natasha’s terrifying carving. “May I present to you, Scaredy Cat.”

“That’s pretty cute.” Clint complimented.

“Thanks…” Natasha responded.

“Why Scaredy Cat?” Thor asked.

“Because it has a scary face and it’s a cat. What’s so hard to understand?” you asked.

“Yeah, exactly. What’s so hard to understand? Now if you’ll excuse me, my girlfriend and I need to shower.” Natasha said, dragging you away.

“What?! No!! Clean this up!!” Tony said, still having a meltdown about his kitchen.

“What was that, Stark? Too far away can’t hear you! Love you! Byeeeeeeeee!!” you said, as Natasha cackled, along with you.

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[avianii]

Mav does not approve of said bs

part 1 - rip slider's poptart

[therealmrteapot]

Call of Duty OCs are wild, because mine are all in this little illegal gang together, we have

Alexei Krasnov: The group's literal mother who has been crushing hard on Price since he was like 13 (They're the same age and were besties in school fret not), is done with his 'kids' and their shit and realises that he also seems to have feelings for a certain old helicopter man.

Lucinda Boki: Absolutely fucking feral lady who can and will rip your face off over a Poptart, the designated driver of any event and the ultimate stalker.

Harrison Richards: Angery fire man, no other words

Leon Young: Who even let him in he can't even fight bursting into tears afterwards because he feels guilty. Definitely the favourite child, because out of everyone, he seems to be less violent and ultimately breaks less shit than Lucinda (Mouse) and Harrison (Flare).

Zaro: Literally just there for the gossip and alcohol. She doesn't even fight like girlypop what are you doing (gathering intel, that's what)

Vero MacTavish: Problem child.

[redflagshipwriter]

Hi, it's Tim (just Tim) Chapter 4

Masterpost

Tim paid cash for a mid range hotel room. He had to use his ID, so the odds weren't zero that it was eventually going to be found when the hotel registered their current guests. But there was nearly infinite data out there. Not even Barbara could monitor every upload in real time.

Kon was hovering a nervous centimeter off the ground behind him when Tim swiped the door open. He flicked his eyes down pointedly and raised a single eyebrow. Subtle much?

“Thanks,” Kon said, apparently misinterpreting that as an invitation to enter first.

Ah well. Tim walked in second and surveyed the room. They'd been given a two queen setup. He gave the one near the window a disdainful look. Like he'd be caught dead directly under a viable entrance. That was just begging for some dickbag to shoot a bazooka at you, like what happened to that one mask creep a couple weeks back.

Kon plopped down on the bed by the window and posed, crossing one ankle over his knee.

“I thought you were going to get supplies so we can stay in?” Tim said, knowing he was ruining Kon’s attempt at seduction.

Kon stared blankly for a moment and then flipped up in a way a human never could. “That's right. What do we need?”

“Two boxes of poptarts, two pizzas, a pack of bottled coffee- I'll write down my preferred brand.” Tim ripped off the first page of hotel stationery and started scribbling out his list. Hmm. He looked at it and made some changes so that Alfred would be less upset at him. He wrote ‘vegetable’ before pizza and added “bottled water”. Tim looked over his list once more, frowning slightly in concentration. He was hoping to hole up here for 24 hours or until a bat came and dragged him out, whichever came first. Would this be enough food for Kon?

“How much do you eat?”

“Uh-”

“Daily calorie intake?” Tim clarified.

Kon blinked at him. “I eat until I'm not hungry, man.”

Tim sighed. “Make sure to get some things that you like too,” he prompted. He moved over to where Kon was still hovering over the bed and folded the paper into neat quarters. Kon watched curiously as Tim stepped to the edge of the bed and leaned over slightly to tuck the paper into his jacket pocket.

Then he dug his wallet out of his back pocket and did some quick calculations. “Use the blue-green card,” he decided. “PIN is 8516, if you need it. How fast can you fly without a human passenger?”

Kon rattled off numbers.

Tim nodded decisively. “Good. Can you use the card like, two cities over? Make sure to stay off of camera,” he clarified. “So my family doesn't spot you and realize it's not me.”

He took a moment to consider how Bruce would react if he thought Tim was missing and someone else was accessing his money.

Hmm. Tim frowned. “Be really careful to stay off camera,” he amended. He reached around and put his wallet in Kon’s back pocket. “I think that's all.”

He was going to have a hell of a time explaining this and paying for it. Tomorrow.

“Okay,” Kon said, strangled. He was gone in a blink.

Tim took the time to do a proper check of the room for surveillance equipment and any biohazards. It came up clean, or clean enough, considering it was a hotel room. He plugged his phone in on the bedside table without turning it on. It was just a burner but Bruce would check for it eventually. He didn't need to make it easier.

Knock knock

Tim heaved himself up silently and padded to confirm if it was Kon without a key, an assassin, paparazzi, or (worst of all) Dick.

It was Kon. He opened the door.

“Thanks man.” Kon breezed in and started unloading bags at high speed. Tim watched his teammate open up the mini fridge and start packing in coffees. He smiled. Then Kon started putting in vegetable puree style juice. Tim frowned. A bunch of bananas and “What even is that?” Tim complained. “A potato? You brought a potato?”

Kon gave him a piteous look. “It's a mango, Tim.”

Tim crossed his arms. “I don't see why we need it,” he muttered suspiciously. It still looked like a potato. He knew all about potatoes. Maybe Kon just ate raw potatoes like a- like a chicken or something.

“Why…” Kon smiled in disbelief and shook his head a little. “You don't have to eat it. You might like it, though.”

He chose to keep his thoughts on that to himself.

Kon let out a delighted laugh anyway and floated over, dubious potato still in hand. “Don't be so grumpy, baby,” he crooned.

Tim huffed. “I am not grumpy,” he lied. “I am just rightfully suspicious of unidentified produce in my vicinity-”

“I identified it,” Kon pointed out. He leaned down and brushed hair off of Tim’s face. “I promise it's a mango. Let me give you a taste?”

Ugh. Fine.

Kon rightfully took his posture as agreement. He looked under his eyelashes coyly as he peeled some skin off- and okay, that didn't look like a potato. Tim relaxed a little. Kon brought the mango up. Tim leaned towards it but Kon brought it to his own mouth and took a bite, releasing a sweet scent into the air. He swallowed. He put the mango down and crowded into Tim.

Oh. Tim realized where this was going. He smirked up at Kon and trailed his fingers up the bigger boy's biceps. God, they were enormous. When Kon leaned down, Tim lifted his face to match their lips together.

They were soft and- weirdly big. Tim wrapped a hand around Kon’s neck to pull him down more firmly so he could explore the new feeling. Was that how it just felt to kiss someone with bigger lips than yours? He licked the bottom one and dug his fingers into Kon’s scalp. Kon sighed and slid his hot hands around Tim’s back. Fuck. Tim pressed back into them. The one spanned the back of his whole waist and the other was splayed over both of his shoulder blades. Fuck.

Unfortunately, Kon took the movement as asking for an end. He broke the kiss and took a step back, eyes hazy. Tim let his hands drop to his sides. “How was the mango?” He asked, husky.

Tim had to take a moment to process. “I have no idea.” He squeezed his hands into fists. “I didn't notice that at all.”

Kon preened.

Ah. Tim frowned. He should have realized that would fuel Kon’s ego. “Are you hungry?” He checked.

Kon blinked. “No, not really.”

“Good.” Tim fisted the lapels of Kon’s jacket. He pulled in to get Kon off balance– and Kon let him. Tim pushed back. Kon went backwards onto the bed with pure confusion on his face. Tim swallowed a laugh and crawled into Kon’s lap. He knew he was making the smug expression that Stephanie had hated in bed, but Kon didn't seem put off at all. “Can I?”

Kon swallowed. “Y-yeah.”

[tehb3stsk4t3revr]

Got inspired by a post I saw this morning so here's literally 2 entire pages of headcanons comparing Infected and Kasper. Fair warning: It dips into talk of symptoms I imagine he'd have and the whole Poptart situation.

[A lot of which assume he'd have like. Actual biological needs instead of being Video Game-y, which seems to be sort of a grey area in-game anyway...]

Kasper was already kind of stupid so honestly not much is different on that front. Average 2010s gamer dudebro sort of deal. Although Infected has a bit more 'what kind of animal is the pink panther?' in him than Kasper.

Infected has next to no impulse control, leading to him doing things he shouldn't and speaking without thinking pretty much constantly.

Infected has balance issues that Kasper didn’t due to inner ear inflammation from the infection. He can’t really do anything on a skateboard anymore besides just stand there or go in a straight line. He can and will find a way to trip on flat ground.

He's convinced he still rules at it, though.

The inflammation has also made his hearing kind of shit. (The only person he can hear with perfect clarity is Folly, as she probably speaks directly into people’s minds or something lol.)

Infected loves soda and drinks basically only that. Boy who was born with kidney stones <3

The neurotoxin in his favorite soda was a deeply unreasonable amount of aspartame (and other chemicals. For fun! <3). Not being able to drink it anymore has somewhat improved his balance issues and memory, but he still misses how it tasted (it probably tasted like what you'd get if you boiled down an entire 2 liter of diet coke until it's barely a liquid then filled an 8 ounce soda can with that. Dude’s tastebuds and liver are Fucked).

Kasper had a fairly similar way of talking to Infected, minus the 1337. ("Sweet parteh trickz dud!11")

Infected is in constant pain. Headaches, body aches, sore throat, can't breathe well, burning skin, heavy eyes, nausea that won't go away, sniffles, random nerve pain, probably other shit. He barely notices it anymore unless someone asks how he's feeling. He doesn't have much energy to spare. He would come across as significantly more hyper/manic than how Kasper used to be if not for this.

He doesn't put any of the energy he has left towards cleaning. Kasper could deal with a little mess, but still picked stuff up when it got ugly. Lampert was also willing to help when he visited. Now Infected is too tired and unfocused to pick anything up most of the time, and Lampert refuses to set foot in the apartment complex until Kasper is better. Infected has started throwing garbage off the balcony when it gets in the way too much. It's kinda fun!

Infected occasionally dissociates. Finds later that he's already talked to someone about something and just repeated himself, bought something already and now he has two, spent hours on his computer without remembering a single thing he looked at, or already met someone he thought he hadn't seen before.

It has actually been explained to Infected before that Kasper is his name. This just started an argument and the topic was dropped forever from that point forward.

Infected is deeply stressed out by seeing his own face for reasons he can't communicate, so he avoids looking at it as much as possible. He used to have a mirror in his apartment but he threw it off the balcony in a fit of rage one night, then covered the blank space where it used to be with a poster. Same thing with ripping Kasper’s face off of the picture on his desk. Any photos of him that are on his PC have either been sent to the recycle bin or cropped so that his face isn’t in them. He's completely fine looking at drawings of himself though. That's definitely him.

When left to his own devices, Infected's diet is… Inconsistent. He will forget to eat for long periods of time then binge when the hunger pangs finally get so annoying that he can't ignore them anymore. He's at least sort of hydrated because there's usually a six pack of soda on his desk or by the couch, but unless someone on the elevator is feeling generous he doesn't remember on his own very often.

Kasper was very comfortable being physically affectionate with people and would be happy to cuddle or lay on a friend's lap if they were cool with that. Infected is even more touchy and would be clingy if he had chances to be, but due to his extremely obvious contagious disease nobody lets him get close. He is incredibly touch-starved and would probably get emotional if someone hugged him or even just sympathetically rubbed his back now.

 Kasper was alright at resisting the urge, but Infected has picked at every scab he's ever gotten, and he ends up with a Lot. He will pick at them until the damage is worse than the initial injury unless someone stops him/tells him to put a bandage over it.

Kasper would bite his nails to keep them short and pick his nose sometimes but Infected's nails are completely trashed. Some of them have scabbed over or still-bleeding cuticles and hangnails because he chews and picks at those too.

All of the contact with his spit has caused his fingernail textures to semi-permanently unload. You'd think they were painted if you didn't know why they looked like that.

Nosebleeds from his nasal cavity getting torn up from all the fussing are not unheard of and yet he's gonna keep doing it.

Constantly drooling when he's not talking. Some of it is post-nasal drip. Sometimes he remembers to wipe it off on his arm, but most of the time it just ends up on the floor/running down his face and soaking into the neckline of his shirt. Or sprayed all over the walls/someone's face when he sneezes.

Kasper used to keep a bottle of hand sanitizer in his pocket to help Lampert feel more comfortable. He stopped doing that forever ago after he got sick. (You know how rabies does a bunch of shit to animals to make them better disease vectors, including to their brains? Yeah, something like that).

On some level he knows he's sick. Would be more stressed out about it but the infection has repressed his ability to care (and the part of him that’s still aware of it is probably also heavily in denial). This has affected other aspects of his emotional range, causing it to come across as unusually flat, especially to those who knew Kasper.

Infected is scared that if he’s taken to a doctor’s office they’ll hurt him, so on top of genuinely not being able to recognize that he's sick he will deny all accusations regardless out of this fear. He’s technically not wrong, since trying to purge the disease to save Kasper would be extremely painful for him, but this thought mostly comes from his illness trying to preserve itself.

The last time someone tried to lead Infected to DrRETRO’s office for an intensive care stay he panicked upon realizing what was going on and fought back until they let him leave (fucked them up pretty badly), so now everyone keeps their distance and kinda uselessly tries to convince him to go voluntarily with their words.

Infected is incapable of maintaining strong negative emotions if pushed into being that upset. He'll be mad or sad for maybe a minute and then something else will get his attention or he’ll get too tired to think and he'll forget whatever was bugging him.

Every so often he will lose hope about finding Poptart and then abruptly ‘reset’ a minute or two into sobbing his eyes out, completely confident that any day now the little guy will come back safe and sound.

Despite this it is still really easy to get him Gamer Raging. Way easier than it ever was with Kasper, who was a pretty good sport in most cases.

Infected's particular brand of Gamer Rage is ‘Heckling people until they shut up/go away’, or until it's out of his system. This is the most typical way he processes anger. The impulse control is Seriously out the window when he gets like this.

Kasper knew a lot of stuff about the games he liked offhandedly (mostly competitive co-op FPS games like counterstrike, tf2, l4d2, etc) and could tell you so much esoteric bullshit about them, but if you tried to ask Infected he would get too excited trying to think of something he could share that would be really cool and then not actually be able to remember anything.

The only context in which Infected's reaction time isn't ass is video games. Something about muscle memory. In any other situations he is usually pretty slow to react. This does not mean he's slow to do things, though. When he's acting on a dumbass impulse thought he's probably halfway done doing it before anyone can stop him.

It is possible to get Infected to acknowledge that his situation is Fucked for a moment or two if you press him on the most obvious evidence that he's sick (his headaches, the fact his allergies haven't cleared up in years, the snot on his face, etc), and if you pressed hard enough you'd start to see him get scared. He knows you're right, but there's nothing he can do about it. And then the recognition would be gone again as soon as you stopped talking.

This doesn't work when you bring up his name (Who's Kasper? Never met the guy.) or objects in his surroundings, only symptoms of illness directly observable on/in his body.

[rockyfellasfort]

If I ever return to the selfshipping waters, I'm dropping the romance and mushy aspect like drawing kisses and flirting because I've learned I just ain't really into that typa stuff when it comes to my sona.

I always felt awkward drawing it but figured it'd go away and was that "oh I am so cringe" feeling that selfshippers get the first time around when they start but it's never gone away

However I still adore the pics I've drawn of my little sona just being a little fella with my faves like eating a poptart while Grimmjow is in a meeting or laughing and pointing while hanging with Daffy.

I think those are the aspects I like the most with self insert stuff when it comes to me. Just the concept of hanging out with a favorite character.

It's also a lot easier to share with others whenever they ask me to show them art.

RIP MY SELF INSERT CLICHE ROMANCE ERA - WE BEGIN MY TRUE SELF INSERT ARC OF JUST HANGIN' OUT

[intotheelliwoods]

I personally blame @v-albion for this, but when I asked "hey if sprout is edward, what does this make of a poptart alphonse? would his body just be stuck in the prison dimension? what would his soul be bound to" I did NOT expect v's answer to be "lmao what if his soul was bound to an empty hollow krang mech suit"

[sleepyqweeb189]

Trigger warning: Drugging, blood, drowning, body horror(both in writing and picture).

Alexa body acke so much her right . Saint Vanilla magic was really powerful, but whatever magic he was using... it's not the same as Pure Vanilla she knew from the game...

Alexa has been walking for a while, not knowing where to go. Her feet hurt, she's hungry, only eating one bite of poptart she had, she didn't have much to sense of direction and only kept going. She wanted to cry. Tears fell down her face as she cried. Alexa got tired of walking and decided to take a small nap... she hopes that this is all just a dream...

The next morning...

Alexa felt the sun on her face. She weakly got up and noticed that she was still in the forest. Alexa sighed and got back to wandering somewhere... After a while, Alexa stumbled across a pink fabric near a river. She wonders where the fabric came from, but it might help with her burn on get right wrist. Alexa tied the ribbon around her wrist in hopes it would help. Alexa got back on her journey, and she didn't notice her clothes slowly changed on its own. By the time Alexa got to a boat, she slowly got in before noticing that her clothes changed into a dress or what locals wear in the hollyberry kingdom. Then, she remembered that she might be near the Hollybarry kingdom! Maybe Hollybarry will help! Alexa remembered how to paddle a boat and strear it, but she was scared of falling in as she doesnt know how to swim. Alexa slowly paddles her way to the Kingdom and feels so happy. But when she got close and was busy trying to get out without messing or ripping the dress, she felt herself being grabbed and thrown onto the deck. She didn't have time to process what was happening before she was picked up by the shoulder and forced to stand up.

"STATE NAME AND YOUR BUSINESS IN THE HOLLYBERRY KINGDOM?!" The guard holding her yelled and demanded.

"U-um im... Blue Cherry...? A-and I'm just visiting a f-friend..?" Alexa was scared and tried to lie about her name.

The guards put her down and allowed her in. Alexa eyes widen in shock from how beautiful the kingdom looks from the game. She looked around and talked to some nice ladies and men. Alexa can feel her bisexuality showing a bit whenever she sees a beautiful lady and man. Alexa explores a bit more, but she is hungry... she was surviving on a poptart with a small bite each day. Alexa saw a really good treat through a window and couldn't help but stare at it. Alexa kept staring at the window and didn't notice someone coming behind her.

"I can buy for you if you want. Hollybarry wouldn't want to see anyone to starve." A male voice spoke.

Alexa turned around and saw Wildberry! Alexa wanted to decline, but she nodded. She was too hungry. Wildberry and Alexa ate together, well, mostly Alexa. Alexa had 3 slices of cake, more than Alexa ate in her life when it comes to cake. Alexa didn't notice Wildberry holding his gomlet like he was ready to use it. Alexa ate with glee and finished her plate.

"Thank you so much, sir. I should be going soon." Alexa got up and continued walking.

Alexa was able to find an inn for a day free. Alexa was super happy when she lay down in bed and fell asleep almost instantly. Alexa woke up in the middle of the night to loud banging. Alexa was scared and ran to open the door, thinking it was an emergency. But Alexa was pushed back and picked up by the neck.

"H-help! Someone help!" Alexa screamed in fear as she begged for help.

"Quiet. Her majesty will be here soon..." Wildberry said.

Alexa has kept struggling and was able to see Wildberry. His look changed... to her, Wildberry looks like a bad guy. I saw what looks like Hollybarry, but... different. She looked scary, and Alexa wondered if that's a real dragon skull. Hollybarry walks towards alexa and Wildberry.

"Ah~ you're the girl Saint Vanilla was talking about. You do look rather odd for a cookie. I suggest you calm with us calmly..." Dragonberry suggested calmy.

Alexa didn't want to listen. Why should she listen? Her room was barged in. Wildberry is close to choking her. But... what choice does she have? She is not very athletic or strong... she is just average. Alexa nodded at Dragonberry command.

"Oh good! What a good child you are! But just to make sure... Guard, inject her." Dragonberry command.

Alexa saw the needle and started to freak out. Alexa started beg and beg to be good, beg to not run. But they guard holding the needle didn't listen. Alexa doesn't like needles but hates needles that have a substance that she doesn't know about...

Wildberry holds Alexa still while the other guard injects the needle in her thoat. Alexa screamed and cried in pain. Alexa tried to calm down cause she knew her freaking out wouldn't help. The needle existed her neck. Alexa slowly felt her body grow tired. The last thing she saw was Dragonberry smiling.

Alexa groaned. Alexa slowly picked herself up but immediately stumbled and fell back down. Alexa probably thinks that she just disoriented.

"Welcome dearie, nice to see you awake! Her majesty asked me for some blood samples! Now i may ask for you to come with me?" A nice cookie lady asked.

Alexa did her best to stand up and follow the nice cookie lady. Alexa had to sit down as the lady cookie took some of her blood. The lady cookie looked surprised that Alexa's blood wasn't Jam. The cookie lady walked Alexa back into her cell. Alexa was scared. She wants to go home... why can't this just be a dream-

"Being all sssssad won't help." A rough voice spoke.

Alexa looked over and saw Pitaya cookie. Alexa was surprised to see him there. Alexa looked over and tried to talk to him, but he didn't say anything else. Alexa gave up after a bit. A couple of days went by. Alexa would be taken to a room, her blood would be taken, then back into her cell. Alexa was given twice as much food as Pitaya cookie. Alexa probably thought that since Wildberry did report how much she ate. Alexa saves her food and makes sure to hide it. Late at night, Alexa does give her leftovers to Pitaya. He doesn't take it, but he takes it when Alexa is sleeping. Alexa was slowly planning an escape. She has to get to her own home. Alexa would do this late at nignt whem they took Pitaya for questioning. Alexa sucked in her gut and squeezed out of the bars. Once Alexa got out, Alexa took a second to stop feeling dizzy. Getting her head out the bars were the hardest and hurt the most. Once alexa felt better, she got up and started to look her way out. Alexa looked through some empty room to find anything useful. All that Alexa could find was some band-aid and a scalpel. Alexa was able to find the main room to see Pitaya and Dragonberry talking, well mostly Dragonberry talking and Pitaya ignoring her. Alexa stayed in the shadows. Alexa stays quiet and slowly walks towards Dragonberry. Alexa took a second before sprinting toward Dragonberry and attempted to take her Soul Jam. If Alexa noticed anything from the Beast Yeast play through of Cookie run, then she knew that the Soul Jam might stop or delay the destruction. But... Alexa only heard Dragonberry laugh. Dragonberry grabbed Alexa from her back and threw her hard against some table where they had some harsh and some unknown chemicals. Alexa screamed and cried loudly in pain. Alexa head hit harshly against the wall. It will make others wonder why Alexa hasn't fainted instantly. The broken glass that holds some of the chemicals has stabbed through one of her hands, parts of her back, some in her feet, and the biggest ones were in her both her arm. Alexa felt the effects of being thrown to the wall. Alexa attempted to get up, but it was hard.

(WARNING: BLOOD, BIT OF BODY HORROR)

Alexa can feel her head bleeding and felt her tears start streaming down. Alexa could taste some of the unknown chemicals that entered her mouth but only a little bit.

"Geez... you ruined our stuff. You know that took a very long time, you little brat." Dragonberry spoke with such venom.

Alexa kept trying to get up, but she was in too much pain. Alexa can see Dragonberry get closer. Suddenly, Dragonberry was pushed to the wall. Dragonberry looks over to see steam coming out of Pitaya mouth. Alexa noticed Pitaya nodding at Alexa. Alexa didn't waste time when Dragonberry was distracted. The guards only focused on Dragonberry and Pitaya. When Dragonberry quickly got up and turned to face Alexa, she found her gone. Dragonberry looked up and saw the door opened.

"Oh... she wants to play Cat and Mouse..? That adorable... After her..." Dragonberry command.

A lot of guards ran out of the room and chacing after Alexa. Alexa hid in a small spot. She hears them run past her. Alexa sighed and waited a bit after they left. Alexa got up after the cost was clear. Alexa whines in pain as her feet are still in pain, if not more. The glass dug itself deeper into her feet. Alexa was able to get outside in the back. Not noticing someone watching her... following her bloodly steps... Alexa was able to get to a boat and climb in, but before she even grabbed the paddle, she was suddenly lifted up by the back of her outfit.

"Well, well, looks like this Cat and Mouse Chase has to come to an end-" Dragonberry didn't finish her sentence when she felt sudden pain in her head.

Alexa started pulling on Dragonberry hair.

Alexa wasn't athletic, but she did have a good grip. Dragonberry groaned in pain when she felt Alexa's tight grip on her hair. After a bit of Dragonberry trying to pull Alexa off, Alexa suddenly let go and kicked Dragonberry under the chin, hoping she would be let go. Dragonberry only laughed at Alexa. Dragonberry didn't need Alexa anymore since she had enough blood from Alexa. Alexa was thrown far and deep into the water.

Alexa tried to swim to the surface but couldn't. Alexa didn't want to die. She tried to gasp for air but the water... tasted like soda. Alexa unknowingly started to try and drink the water, not noticing she was drowning herself. The chemicals. Alexa didn't feel herself slowly sinking into the water. Until something grabbed her and made her sink deeper...

"Coooo..."

Creator of this au: @cuppajj

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i love it when people post their headcanons in the style of "rip [character] you wouldve loved ____" so im gonna do that

rip rambley you wouldve loved sonic adventure 2

rip rambley you wouldve loved hand holding

rip rambley you wouldve loved poptarts

rip ness you wouldve loved minecraft

rip ness you wouldve loved fortnite

rip ness you wouldve loved collecting game systems

rip lucas you wouldve loved stardew valley

rip lucas you wouldve loved omori

rip lucas you wouldve loved knitting

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tony x daughter!reader/ mention of tattoos, birthday, avengers, tony getting emotional i know surprising, alcohole and a shit ton of fluff (You decided to make give your dad a gift he will never forget)

Your dad was gonna be 46 and you decided to make it speciale. You walked towords the tattoo shop with peter who you had been practicing how to copy voices along with vis. You walked in and got into the chair as the artist had everything ready while peter show going thru a book full of tattoos.

As the artist started working on your left and you looked over to peter. 'You know could get a tattoo yourself.' He lifted his head, eyed wide as if you suggested to steal thor poptarts. 'May would kill me!' You rolled your eyes with a smile knowing at his age you done way worse. 'You can just get a small one on somewhere like the bottom of your foot.' You commented not really putting any further thought behind it but he did end up getting a spider tattoo on the bottom of his foot.

As a typical stark party there is way more drinks then there probably should but far more tame then previous birthdays your dad threw. iron man 2 anyon- anyway, the amount of people was also at a far more reasonable number at some point your dad decided he was tired of waiting and started to open the gifts. You choose to be a troll this year though because you made sure your gift was the last and it was packed in a big wooden box making your dad scoff. 'Kid i raised you i'm prepared.' He left The room and came back with his hand covered the iron man repulsor only to find a concrete layer on the inside making people laugh.

'How thick is that layer?' 'Eh about inch or 3.' 'A inch or 3?'

You simple shurged and your dad rolled his eyes at you as he continued to tear his way to your gift at somepoint he found a small safe written on it alpaca. Everyone including your dad was confused.

'Its a hint.' You simpley stated trying to hold back laughing remembering your 8 birthday. Its was the first birthday you would spend without your mom son tony tired to make it extra speciale and bought jareld, a alpaca that ended up spitting all over your dad.

It took less then a minute for your dad to figure out what you ment and he just playfully glared at you before putting in the date. He found his helmet wrapped up in plastic. 'So YOU took it.' 'Well techically pietro did.' 'Hey keep me out of it!' He shouted in his heavy sokovian accent. He started to rip the plastic away while the others are enjoying the show and the birthday card fell out of it. He picked it up and open it finding a receipt.

'What is this?' 'Vis you can stop concealing now.' You raised you hand, clearing your voice.

'I am, Iron Man.'

You imitated your dad voice and face he has while working on the suit. Tony eyes widen as he saw the repulsor tattoo. He recognized the design, it was based off the mark 3. 'Oh and look at the back.' You turned your hand to saw the tiny the acr reactor that says 'proof tony stark has a heart'. He took his sunglasses off to make sure he saw it right.

'I should get one too.' Your dad father said and for the first time in your life you were speechless. So much so that the only thing that came out of your mouth wasn't even a word just a sound. 'Eh?'

'Yeah i should get one based off of your suit.' He put the glasses back on althought there was something about the way he said it that was very unfamiliar. 'Uh sure why not? It would look cute for the media anywa- wait... Are you crying???' Who the fuck is this and what did they do to your dad?

'What? pfft no i- oh who am i kidding?!' Tony exclaimed rather dramaticly. He grabbed your face squishing your cheeks slighty while smiling at you, only confusing you more.

'Umm dad?'

'You turned out perfect.'

'Thanks dad.'

You simply returned the smile knowing this was your father way of saying he loves you without having to say it.

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Closes thing i found to what inmagine the tattoo to be like

and based the fic off of this song

MaRynn Taylor - Dads and Daughters (Official Lyric Video) - YouTube