#sai sational

[legitimatesatanspawn]

Transcript: JL-D-R-13h516753

There are so many questions raised by this. Is the alien kid on Earth? Not by that skyline, but it could be a fake. WHY is the alien kid interested in Earth and specifically knows so much about the Justice League? In fact how is he speaking English with a vaguely... Latin accent? Spanish...? .... wait is that Esperanto?!

Why is the alien kid using Earth words for star systems and has a constructed language accent?

Don't call an alien a human weeaboo. It sounded even dumber the second time.

... ANYWAY, (sound glitches) - yeah, the one into myths and legends - insists that "T" is the spitting image of Duul Aman. Younger. A lot younger. But... uh... kind of impossible to pin a match to a statue? And the body of Duul Aman was lost? So... Oh, okay, they got tossed into Ancient Egypt. That happens distressingly often, so did a hero rescue you or did you manage to get back on your ow- ... how dID YOU TIME TRAVE-

MOVING ON.

NO WE'RE NOT CONTINUING THAT TANGENT.

Matching the alien kid to his species is pretty much next to impossible. You have any idea how many human-like species there are in our galaxy alone? How unusually common bipedalism is? We have XENOBIOLOGISTS CRYING over the sheer IMPROBABILITY of this. THAT 'GREEN-SKINNED ALIEN' TROPE SHOULD NOT BE A THING. And that's BEFORE getting into the problem of ALL THE ONES WHO LOOK LIKE NORMAL HUMANS WITHOUT TRANSFORMATIONS/ILLUSIONS. YES I'm pissed about this, Frank, you are being a troll asking me that question and YOU KNOW IT.

Wherever he is seems to be human-safe if Young Aman is any hint. I wish that narrowed it down... We got an update from Superman about that weird plant that was growing out of the 'rainbow geode' posted yesterday. They tried to claim was a bismuth but bISMUTH DOESN'T LOOK LIKE THA- STOP SPRAYING ME WITH WATER, FRANK. ... yes I'm calm now. Okay. The plant is some kind of Kryptonian species, supposedly similar to honeysuckle but it tastes like 'the way lava doesn't smell?' Unhelpful. But odds are that the rainbow geode is kryptonite.

... I don't want to find out what all those new colors will do either.

wait have you been recording this? Please don't save this. This is just train of thought PLEASE don't send this to anyo-

(video cuts off)

[JL-B-01 / Appended notes: Use satellite to scan for multilayered Kryptonite radiation signatures. Look into recent temporal disruptions that involved Egypt. See if we can add more vacation days to non-combat members. If possible and not through amoral means, apply whatever methods preventing the channel from being taken down to the official JL channel; could prove useful in case of emergencies. ]

Been Watching Weird Fruit Explorer(?)... and I just...

W-Who let Bored Danny have BooTube?

Sorry, YOU-Tube. He has TWO Apps now. BooTube is bigger. Way more random, yet... somehow more niche? Meh. It's what happens when you get billions of billions of people who all have their own Obsessions to rant over, on a site.

Ember's channel is pretty lit, tho, ngl.

He stopped using YOU-Tube almost overnight. Too many ads, weird algorithmic pushiness. No thanks. It was too small and too "trying to take my money". You know?

Buuuuut? See.... TUCKER is the Tech guy.

Coding and that sort of stuff. HE does hands on work. You want a toaster? He can MAKE you a toaster! With LAZERS! Runs off The Goo! But a program? Eeeeeeeh? Hit it with hammer maybe? Monkey make fire? Hit with stick? Blergh.

Yeah, he can SORTA push through.

But he suuuucks.

And like... he had a headache, okay? His project had just, quiet literally, exploded in his face. So when he looked at his phone? All the apps were blobs. He clicked the one that LOOKED kinda right. Shoved his arm in his phone and brute forced a channel set up.

He figured he could ramble about Space!

It's not like he cared is anyone LISTENS or not! It's a "for him" thing, you know? Like a diary. But more... putting on a ☆~show~☆?

So he rambles from the floor of his Lair's Lab, crashs and wails in the distance, green sky occasionally visible as he lazily floats by windows. Dropping... juuuust past human knowledge understanding of Space. Talking like he's STUDYING somewhere. Referencing PAPERS no human will ever be able to find.

But a few they WILL.

Some of which, are currently? Only half written.

But then? Oh YEAH... he should eat! You know... Sam keeps bringing him fruits and veggies and stuff from her internship at that Botanical Lair. Stuff never seen before of Earth. Or hasn't been seen in centuries.

Again, like, a FEW that? Randomly? Have???

He picks up something sharply purple, bright orange insides. Crisp crunch. He makes a face. And starts to ramble about it, distracted from Space. "Weirdly mushroom-y" he notes. "Kinda bubblegum sweet? But like... CHEAP bubblegum. Like it hits you all at once and is kinda chemically. But it disappears real fast? Huh. Spicy too..."

It's the first video on the Playlist. One of hundreds. Two of the green Lanterns RECONIZE that fruit ad HIGHLY toxic to humans, can't recognize what planet they're seeing. Or how this alien teen got himself on YouTube.

He seems... unaware of how incredibly famous he's become.

But his strange techno Pharoah friend has not. HE is both perfectly aware and apparently amused. Has taken to feeding him rare and hazardous flora and fauna, to see if it tastes good.

....there have been an alarming number of plants from dead planets.

And the comments the kid makes? Alarming as hell.

Sam's just pleased everybody's getting their greens. Danny's glad him n tuck get to hang and do "try weird foods and fuck around, bro time". They've made lazers! Talked about stuff! Debated why Martian Manhunter is THE superior Justice League member.

Danny understands. Wonder Woman is a BAMF. But he's biased, Tucker. He doesn't CARE if she has a sword and flowy, impressive locks! Shape-shifting telepath! From MARS!!! *imaginary mic drop*

And Tucker? Is conquering the YouTube scene with this charming, weird, relatable young alien. Who rambles about Space, debates nerd stuff, eats weird plants and describes them, and makes sci-fi technology! Theme? WHAT THEME? Phantom is a weird channel, man. You never know what you'll find!

And no one can get rid of it.

Believe them, governments have TRIED. Censorship? Not possible. Not without removing the whole SITE.

[howlingday]

THE HUNTSMAN

Sun: (Chuckles) Aren't you a little old to be playing dress-up, Jaune?

Huntsman: I- I'm not whoever this "Jaune" is! I'm the one and only HUNTS MAN!

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Huntsman: BEHOLD, EVILDOERS! I am justice's unswerving chaperone! Myes~... THE GREAT HUNTSMAN~!

Jaune: W-Wait? What? Dude, no offense, but... What in the world?

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Ren: Jaune, what's the story with that ridiculous costume of yours?

Huntsman: Not you, too... Doesn't anyone think my costume is cool?

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Huntsman: Well, what do you think, Oscar? Pretty cool, huh~?

Oscar: ...No comment, bud.

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Superman: I fight for truth, justice, and the hope of all people~!

Huntsman: SO COOL~! I guess the other universe has their own defenders of truth and justice!

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Adrian: Look at you, Uncle Jaune~! Awesome costume~!

Huntsman: (Chuckles) I know, right~?

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Papa Arc: Jaune! Just look at you now! What's say we have ourselves a quick fight?

Huntsman: Let us fight, father~!

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Ashe: UGH! Dad, get out of that stupid costume already!

Huntsman: Hey! I've got a secret identity to keep, y'know! ...Also, did you just call me "Dad"?

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Pyrrha: There's something about that outfit, Jaune. The longer I look at it, the cooler it gets!

Huntsman: (Chuckles) Because you know what it means to be a hero, Pyrrha!

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Huntsman: BEHOLD, EVILDOERS! I am justice's unswerving chaperone! Myes~... THE GREAT HUNTSMAN~!

Port: Ho ho~! Excellent posing, Mr. Arc! Enough footage and you'll be greenlit for your own series in no-time!

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Huntsman: Miss, might I say you have got some stellar costume design! Though, I'd say The Great Huntsman has far, FAR greater style, don't you think? Eh~?

Penny: So you fight for your adoring fans, too~? Sen-sational~! I have high hopes for this battle~!

Penny: (Axe kicks Jaune through a building)

[tsams-is-my-hyperfixation]

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[NONVERBAL SUN AU: LUNAR]

Moon skipped around. He was finally learning how to walk! Sun watched him, smiling softly. It was after hours again, with all the kids going home. Moon stopped abruptly, looking at a barrel. He then walked over to Sun, poking his shoulder. Sun turned to look at him. "What's wrong, Moon?" the solar animatronic asked. Moon blinked. "I feel weird" Moon responded. Sun sighed, as Moon sat down. Sun got on his knees and powered him off. Then, he went into the mindscape.

Moon's mind was...peaceful. It was a nice little island, with the nighttime sky shining down on it. The light of the moon illuminated the walls of a gazebo in the middle. Then, he saw something. It was quick, but Sun noticed. It looked like Moon, but it glowed. It was smaller than Moon, about 6'7. Sun walked over to the gazebo, the midnight moon shining a light that let him see. The stars glowed softly in the night sky, so beautiful it looked unreal. Sun put a hand on the door frame as he peeked inside. He saw the glowing blue eyes. "Hello?" he asked, and his voice echoed into the vast darkness surrounding him.

"Yes?" a smaller, higher voice greeted him. He flinched, surprised, but quickly gathered himself together. "Why are you in my brother's head?" Sun asked. "Head? This is my home!" the voice responded. Sun, taken aback, responded with a sharp "This isn't your home, this is my brother's head!" in which the voice replied with a raspberry sound. Sun walked in, and when the blue eyed thing tried running, he caught it. Staring it dead in the eyes, he realized it was none other than a kid. Mentally, at least.

"Who are you." Sun asked it. "I'm Lunar!" it responded. Sun, surprised, put it down. "Lunar, eh?" he said. "Tell me, Lunar, why are you occupying my brother's mind?" "Because I was made here and I live here!" Lunar responded back sharply. Sun glared at him. He was REALLY not liking this kid. "Listen. You're gonna stop causing my brother discomfort, okay?" he said sternly. "But I'm bored!" Lunar responded with, annoyed. "I'LL GET YOU SOME GAMES, ALRIGHT?" Sun snapped, making Lunar flinch under his voice. It took him a bit to realize that the guy was tearing up. He sighed in exasperation.

"Look. Sorry for yelling. I'll get you some games, okay? But stop making Moon uncomfortable." he told Lunar. Lunar silently nodded as Sun left the mindscape. When returned, Moon was powered back on, hugging him. "I feel better, brother!!!" Moon exclaimed happily, to which Sun pat his back. "Good...that's good..." he said softly. "Sunny, we must be close in EVERY universe, right?" he said happily.

"..." Sun didn't have the heart to say that a universe probably existed where nothing was as good as now. "Yeah...probably..."

I LOVE THIS AU SO MUCH!!! The island is where Moon died originally though...

Tagging people who might like it even if we aren't mutuals: @goodolddumbbanana @noinoi999 @ikamigami @multifandomcutie13 @thekillermaretwinz @inkyucu @skyuvu123 @ryomaandgundhamkin @coffee-the-bat @sen-sational @dagh0stking @ilikescience-confession-blog @tsamsconfessions123 @silly-a-777 @nosleepygay @eddwardharrison @bloodmoon-da-idiot @lunarlovesbeanbags @mo0ndr0p @sleepy-hall @a-fucking-tornado @rayofmfsunshine1201 @darksuns-beloved-pet @letthebloodrunlikeariver @astrofairy06 @sunny-sourzii @upsidedownapple @yelesomeblue @deyisacherry @zampop2 @h-didanart and literally anyone else. Half the people on here are not my mutuals and half of them are. If you would like your tag removed, just ask me and I gladly will. REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

[7minutesinpurgatory]

john i am a mage of light.

juno learns people besides him can wear weird clothes and give weird vibes and he haaaaaates it.

[lynketa]

𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄,,; ₊˚⊹⋆ [Megumi drabble]

𝐬𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬,,, °⋆.࿔*:･}} Based on my experience with a guy friend (but exaggerated and jujutsu-fied) because I'm in denial and this is the first time I've actually liked someone besides platonic or familial love. Anyways, he reminds me of Megumi (LIKE A LOT, LOT.) so, I decided to write this down to somehow express this searing sensation of 'crushing'

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!!! [F] READER! ,,, self-indulgent ,,, slight-humor (I'm apathetic, stop this is so hard) ,,, overthinking ,,, wholesome ,,, pinch of angst ,,, insecurities ,,, bad grammar ,,, crushing! Megumi ,,, ehh I don't know anymoree

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ ] YOU WEREN’T accustomed to love. It was a fickle thing; ephemeral; short–lived… it never concerned you to deal with boys who weren’t worth your time. They couldn’t even come close to the men you’ve liked in the fictional world— who are green flags, ones who don't even compare to real people— you’ve witnessed second–hand how absurd guys were: The prejudice against women was slowly shifting, leaving more room for women to enjoy their lives as they pleased. You weren’t an active feminist… nor bash guys on twitter to prove a point. 

You were someone in–between. 

Someone who was willing to listen to both sides yet, call out the other if it’s blatant ignorance or discrimination. And in this case… you’d call ‘sides’ with women… look, It wasn’t like you had a bias towards guys— or you do. Based on some uncomfortable experiences with some— you just… dislike them! Not that bad, right?

 

It wasn’t like the whole world would turn on you because of that. 

…there could be a possibility. Maybe. It depends, really.

What can you say? You’d never shown that much concern for boys— heck! Ever since 10 years ago, you already had a type for green flags, who’d understand your current dilemma. Opting to provide a semblance of comfort and safety whenever you need it, without asking for it. So maybe, you’re heavily into fictional men who’d actually treat you right, and understand your lack of knowledge in the field of romance. 

So maybe, you like the quiet guy– Megumi Fushiguro, the new student in your grade. He sat farther from you but you would never look past his dark spikey locks— ones that'll leave you questioning if it was real or fake— his emerald eyes glinting in boredom. His stupidly long lashes that makes your stomach churn whenever he’d flutter it your way. His marble–like face: clear, unlike yours: acne marks. Blemishes. Dull–sunken eyes. Frizzy, unkempt hair. Protruding bangs that stab your pores in every direction. 

Imperfections, that hinders your full potential to be pretty. 

The potential to be called pretty everyday— in–waking conscious and subconscious— the potential to be called pretty by Megumi Fushiguro .

So maybe, you fell in love. Or found a crush… with the guy next room (Eugh, as a 15 year old? Are you serious?) So! maybe, you finally liked someone after years of cringing and avoiding dance partners. Maybe you were actually compatible with a guy like him…? (WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?! YOU AREN’T READY FOR COMMITMENT!!!?) Orr, you're being delusional. 

Stupidly and idiotically delusional. Yep, that would explain this tingle of emotion whenever you’d peer at Megumi, finding his gaze straight at you; or the burning ‘sation of his fingers brushing against yours; Megumi’s small smile at your squawking laughter— YUP. COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY DELUSIONAL. FEELING INFATUATED AND ONLY LIKING THE IDEA O– 

“Is [name] here?” Speak of the devil and he shall appear. 

You blink out of your reverie— [eye c.] flickering to him. Heart stuttering at the resting–pout you always display; your sunken eyes. Pale [lip c.] slightly–chapped and dry. Pinkish cheeks as little bumps curve around them. Bangs tipping up–sideways. Brows knitted, and oh, he wishes he could rub the space between them. Your figure warming his ivory cheeks—  looking up to Megumi standing outside the classroom’s door, his jacket in–hand as he awkwardly stands there. 

Standing up, you saunter over to Megumi. Smiling as you gently reach for his jacket— the material searing your skin in a strange sensation— thanking him and hugging it close to your chest. He nods calmly. Promptly leaving for homeroom, a few doors down. 

NOBARA AND Yuuji watched— the brunette choking the boy’s neck. Trying to cease the burst of butterflies as she cheered silently. Yuuji grasped the door’s frame tightly, cracking the wood– crying in tears at Megumi’s ‘first’ move— “Thanks, Megumi.” [name] smiled, causing the male to visibly stiffen, silently nodding as he turned away: rosy cheeks as he sighs dreamily. Bubbles of warmth exploding in his guts. A smile on a normally scowling–Megumi. 

CRACK!

“AAAA! YUUJI BROKE THE DOOR!?!” Megumi’s eyes widened, lips twitching in disdain “The fuck?! Does he have a Gorilla grip or su—” 

“He can gorilla grip deez nu—” 

“WAAAHH, FUSHIGUROOOO!!!!!!” The two exclaim. Dramatically crying as Megumi scowls. Irritated and annoyed at the prospect of those two idiots—

 “Oi–” suddenly bombarded by the two breaching his boundary.

“WHEN'S THE WEDDING?”

“I’M THE BEST MAN, RIGHT?”

“I’M GONNA BE THE BEST AUNT!” 

“W-wha—” 

“HOW MANY KIDS?!!!” 

“I need 5 children, which needs to be ALL GIRLS.” 

“All girls?!?! WHAT ABOUT BOYS HUH, YOU MISANDRIST.” 

“AT LEAST I’M NOT A PERVERT–” 

“I'LL LET YOU KNOW. I'M A VERY RESPECTFUL AND KIN—”

“TO EVERY GIRL WHO ISNT JENNIFER LAWRENCE.” 

“THIS IS SO UNFAIR! YOU KNOW DAMN WELL HOW HOT SHE IS.”

“My fucking god. Will you two ever stop screaming?” SMACK 2X

“OW!”   “ABUSER!!” 

SLAP!!!

PULLING THE clothing over your head, you check yourself over the mirror: jacket a denim color. Fitting snugly against your hips— Stomach fluttering as you catch the scent of sugared almond–vanilla; It wasn’t strong nor faint. Sweetly pleasant, too. Does he use Burberry Brit? 

“Huh?”  You freeze. Hiding your flushing face. 

(What the hell are you thinking?!!? You aren’t even together, dumbass! You’re borrowing it because you asked— not because he willingly gave it…to you…) 

And somehow. your stomach dulled; butterflies turning to flies as they buzz. Buzz, and buzz. You’d understand if he doesn’t feel the same– maybe, you were reading into this encounter a little. Little would be an understatement. Would it be possible to be anxious about a guy? Yes definitely. But! It's not like he’s done anything bad… he was just helping out! He’s a friend of yours, so get that in your head. 

You’re just delusional. A hopeless romantic who never knew what it’s like to actually love someone— heck! This might be infatuation and not actually him doing a lot of stuff for you because he wants to— 

didn’t you hear he loves someone else? (..really?) 

You cringed. Dismissing your thoughts, “he’s not even mine. And this is how I think of him? God. This is embarrassing.” you sigh. You’re never gonna get accustomed to love, huh.

unedited,,; 997 words.

°⋆.࿔*:･}} I don't know man. Having a crush is so weird. Anyways!!! Hope you enjoyed this mess I wrote to express bits of emotions I felt :DD

[chimneyz]

lil ficlet of tommy wanting to reach out to buck:

Tommy's fingers hover over his phone in anticipation, the glow of the phone hurting his eyes as his slumps in his bed unable to sleep.

A few days have passed since the breakup, since he walked away from Evan. Tommy tried so fucking hard to forget about him, it would of been easier for him that way. But remnants of Evan Buckley have spread to every corner of his life. His hoodie that he left there the first time he came to Tommy's house (the one Tommy refused to give back), his shampoo and conditioner in Tommy’s shower, Evan's favorite blanket he brought over for them to cuddle together to watch the latest documentary on whales, his scent on the sheets Tommy is laying on at this very moment. Evan was etched into his life like no other.

These past few days Tommy hasn't been able to sleep or eat. He didn't know it would hurt this much. He removed himself from the situation in order to protect his heart. Little did he know this act of self preservation would quickly turn into an act of self destruction shattering Tommy's heart to a million pieces.

Now he stares at his phone at 3:14 in the morning wanting to, no craving to reach out to Evan. He tries and tries, typing, then deleting, then typing again. Nothing. What could he say to make this right.

A couple of days have passed and he nearly texts Evan again. This time he blamed muscle memory, everytime he would get off shift he would let Evan know that he was safe and heading home. Evan did the same thing. Tommy had to stop himself from pressing the send button. He wonders how many times will his body do it again until it stops. He wonders if Evan has done the same thing. Tommy sits in his truck, still parked and the Harbor Sation, wondering if he should reach out to Evan. His heart aches for him, to see his smile, to run his hair through his curls, to kiss him. After sitting there for what felt like hours but was more along the lines of fifteen minutes, Tommy puts his phone away and heads to his empty home.

Tommy sits in his little corner tucked away in the Harbor Station. This was his area to decompress after any bad calls, and this one was one that shook Tommy to his core. There had been a car pile up and the Harbor Station was called in to pick up a possible spinal injury. But this was not just a spinal injury, this man was on the brink of death holding on to life on a string. The man was no older than 33, his body broken and bloody. As Tommy and Lucy Donato started to haul the man on to the helicopter his husband rushes over pleading for them to take care of the man, to save the man. Tommy promised he would do everything in his power to make sure the man will get to the hospital alive and safe. That was a mistake that now haunts Tommy. The man's vitals crashed on the way to the hospital and was pronounced dead once they landed.

Now Tommy is curled up alone, tears falling down his face and his only thoughts were of Evan. Evan who he has wanted to reach but forced himself not to. Evan who he craves his warmth. Evan who's heart Tommy shattered one week ago.

Evan, I am so sorry about how things have ended. I was the one being too impulsive, too afraid. I need you Evan. I love you.

Tommy stares down at his one, vision blurred from tears. He wants so bad to press send, to let Evan know how he feels. But how can he, how can he rectify his wrong after breaking Evan's heart the way Tommy was afraid of his being broken. Tommy deletes the message shutting off his phone and wipes away the tears. It's not like Evan would know Tommy has tried to reach out. Little did he know Evan was contemplating on reaching out to Tommy at the same moment witnessing the three bubbles with hopeful eyes.

[cookiiemancer]

Do the boys enjoy jokes as in puns? Like dad level puns?

For example...

If, heaven forbid, Eclipse bites someone does that mean you got 'Clip'd'?

Is Moon always going through a phase?

I know. I'm Sun-sational at this. Out of this world.

Okay but I have a better one, I promise. Don't toss me out yet!

What noise does a 747 airplane make?!

Boe-ing, Boe-ing! 🛫🛬🛫

You'll get a chuckle or two out of Eclipse, Sun and Moon tend to be more reserved, but that doesn't mean they don't enjoy them :)

Eclipse gets pleasantly surprised when any of the two say something punny.

[m0e-ru]

did masami itou really have to do that

[the-forest-library]

And, it’s done!

Queer AF - Okay, Cupid

2023 Debut Novel - One Night in Hartswood

That’s Not My Name - The Marvelous Magic of Miss Mabel

Good Vibes Only - Infectious Generosity

Bird is the Word - Elf Dog & Owl Head

On Your TBR 5+ Years - The Silver Chair

Between 300 and 400 Pages - A Lady’s Guide to Mischief and Mayhem

Name That Tune - The Breakup Tour

Dance the Night Away - The Ladies Rewrite the Rules

Four Word Title - All the Hidden Paths

These Woods Hold Secrets - After the Forest

Coauthored or Illustrated - Winter

Neon Colored Cover - Karma

Prominently Features a Desert - Places We’ve Never Been

Hotel, Mansion, or Castle - The Glass Castle

Retelling of a Classic - Most Ardently

Creature Feature - Shady Hollow

Written By or About a Celebrity - A Book of Days

Blurbed By a Fave Author - Just for the Summer

STEM Stan - The Planets

I Was Framed! - Finlay Donovan Rolls the Dice

Writing About Writing - Says Who?

Second Chances - The Tusks of Extinction

Author Last Name Starts With V - Every Time You Hear That Song

Let’s Circle Back to This - The Husbands

First in an Unfinished Series - The Lying Game

Space - the Final Frontier - The Planets

Small Town vs. Big City - My Good Life in France

Travel by Ship - Jingo

3+ Points of View - My Salty Mary

Walk Through History - One-Star Wonders

It's the End of the World as We Know It - The Only Light Left Burning

Character Name is a Color - Where Are You, Echo Blue

We All Scream (for Ice Cream?) - All Roads Lead to Rome

Sibling Showdown - Royal Scandal

Title Contains a Body of Water - Hawkeye: Rio Bravo

Anthology or Ominbus Edition - She Hulk: Jen-Sational

Published 100+ Years Ago - My Antonia

Coffee-House Reads - Lips Like Sugar

An Unexpected Inheritance - The Grandest Game

[keenie-bopper]

Alkas sneaks on by with a basket full of a lot of different bath bombs she got from some of the shops in Lust. There was no telling what would be in them, they were various... shapes. It was only a little covered in oil, but she flashed a couple of thumbs up at Keenie before scurrying away.

The lamb raises a bathbomb up to her nose and gives it a light sniff. Immediately her senses are overpowered by the strong floral aroma. Keenie recognized the smell of roses and jasmine, but there was a third scent that made her fur tingle. She couldn't put her finger on it.

She shakes her head to ward off the lingering scent-sation, and awkwardly clears her throat, "Oh Alkas... a-hem. You shouldn't have." The Angel awkwardly struggles to tuck the basket away on a shelf. "This is very... sweet of you. Thank you!"

After she feels confident that her boyfriend won't find the basket, the lamb continues her flustered rambling. "But really I am sure Ozzie has way too many of... these." With a wistful and defeated sigh Keenie says, "I hope they weren't too expensive. Maybe I can convince Ozzie to give you a rebate, or maybe a refund." mentioned: @the-delightful-temptation

[dani-fox]

Tiny H0ly-Tea ramble

This is a rant/ramble post about a user named H0ly-tea's stupid post so if you dont want to read it you can go ahead and ignore this. Its fine if you do want see it.

if you do, click the keep reading bit but CW: slight mentions of transphobia.

Im sure im not the only TF2 tumbler user whos seen the post about 'i hate when ppl make the mers trans because its the 60-70s'

It would take you two seconds plus google to see that Transgender/transsexuality has existed for fucking years.

Transgender people existed years and years before the period where tf2 exists. Years that show many people who were transgender way before the term was made. The best example i can give is a transgender woman by the name of Mary Jones who was a transgender (male to female) African American sex worker who lived in the 1870s and the first recorded transgender reassignment surgery was in 1906 on a man named Karl.M Baer who was intersex but was dubbed female at birth at the age of 21 he came out as a male and underwent surgery at the age of 23. The term transsexual was created in 1907.

I got all that and even more from the first source. The first source is a Wikipedia article a free online source anyone can see. Here is the link to the article if anyone would like to see it: Timeline of transgender history - Wikipedia

This is also Team Fortress 2 were talking about here. This whole game takes place in a world where Australians are buff super-intelligent beings. -New Zealand is an underwater society. -The first group of mercenaries for the Gravel Wars consisted of both real historical figures like Abraham Licon as Pyro and American folk tales like John Henry as the Heavy -A martial called Australiem exists that makes people super humans. -Yetis,spycrabs,Pyro sharks, the weird tube snakes, pootis birds, and more weird animals exist in tf2 -An older than time itself Wizard exists and has beef with an American who can survive blasting his feet with a rocket. -Krampus and Santa exist. -Medic basically invented Mpreg, surgically removed souls, and can fucking do all these crazy medical experiments!

-Heavy Weapons guy can fist-fight bears twice his size.

-Scout can double jump and survive drinking liquified radiation.

-Pyro exists and he is probably not a human being.

-Demoman's eye socket is haunted.

-Aliens exist.

-SAXTON HALE EXISTS

-AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON WILLIAM CHADSPEAR WHO INVENTED ROCKET JUMPING AND HOW SATION HALE BOUGHT THE ENTIERTY OF ENGLAND.

But apparently trans people is to unrealistic and 'Makes your unconvertible' according to the original user Like at this point just Amit you're transphobic and don't make shitty posts like this becuse your just going to get proven wrong with stupid saying like "trans people did not exist in the 60-70s"!

If you stayed this long for this ramble, thank you for reading over my big barf of words. I don't normally make these types of posts, i try to stay close to my art content. Also sorry for the shitty grammar or spelling. The American education system failed me lol

[red-pandaaa]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

hi there XD thank you for sending the ask @lululawrence! of course 'choosing favourites' is a very difficult task because in one way or another, all of my fics mean something to me since they all contributed to make me the writer i am today. but alright, let's see...

🔺 stars are just burning rocks in space

this was one of the first Larry fics i wrote so it will always be kinda special to me; lest of all because there's a lot of 'me' in that story

▫️ That's The Way Love Goes

the first fic i wrote for a fest and that i really like because i tried to explore different kinds of 'love' and how to show it

🔺 The Scent Of Grapefruit

Demisexual Rep! it's part of a series where each fic is loosely based on each of the five senses (rather hilariously titled Sense-sational Series if i say so myself XD)

▫️ Words Weren't Enough

a fluffy, slightly melancholy fic i wrote after the last Love On Tour show (and didn't manage to post until october whoops) about Harry, his piano piece, and Louis being supportive

🔺 And I'm Okay (with what i'm not)

more Ace Rep! i wrote this for the @1daroaceficfest - a fest very close to my heart that i was so happy was met with such excitement and passion

of course i could list a lot more (with an honourable mention to all my Kinktober Fics) but those are really the core faves of the short-list XD amazing idea!

[howlingday]

Asking the wrong questions

Penny: (Kicks open door) FREEZE!

Roman: (Holds up hands)

Penny: You are quite clever at hiding your position, Romandrew Tatewick, but that box of Valian noodles let us trace you from the local noodle stand. Now, I only have one question for you...

Penny: So, hypothetically speaking, let's say there's a girl, and she's sixteen...

Roman: ...

Penny: B-B-But it's a gray area because, technically, I'm only four, so, technically, I'M the one who's in danger, right? (Sighs) Why do the Brothers test me so, Mr. Tatewick? I mean, this girl, she's... beautiful~! Red dark hair with red tips and gorgeous silver eyes~! She's truly sen-sational~! But I'm worried about what other people will say. I'm an android and she's a huntress-in-training. Would something like that even work? I guess what I'm asking, Romandrew Tatewick...

Penny: Can true love triumph?

Roman: What?! I don't know anything about teenage girls! Get out of here!

Penny: Okay (Sighs, Looks to tied up Jaune) Have fun with your sex trafficking ring. (Leaves)

[teeth--thief]

I would be interested in so called “hater diaries”.

- Rodka

[Referencing this post] Of course you would, you absolute angel... Imma tag you now that you have a blog @atomshchik ☆

The channel I was talking about is Chernobylite (yes, as in the Chernobylite - the game one). Listen... if anyone should be able able to criticise this guy, I think it should be me. Pole on Pole violence 👊💥👊💥

Let's get cracking... under the cut.

One thing you have to keep in mind when watching anything on the internet about Chernobyl: if they bring up HBO's show as a credible source, quote it, use mostly stills or photos of the scenery or actors instead of of the real stuff etc etc - that is a flag more red than that of the Soviet Union, okay? HBO in thumbnails? Unless it's a "this show is extremely inaccurate" kind of video, that's most likely due to a) the lack of knowledge about actual credible sources or b) need for profit (monkey sees, monkey does clicks - the show is incredibly popular, putting imagery related to it means a higher chance people will choose your video).

To keep it short and (not at all) sweet: this guy is like the evil brother of That Chernobyl Guy. This is That Bare Minimum Chernobyl Man, though. He uploads a video at least once a week and they always JUST BARELY hit the 10 minute mark. But they always do. Hm... I wonder why... I sure do wonder what the number 10 and YouTube have in common... oh. Oh yeah. It starts with MONETI and ends with SATION Need a hint? Mhm, I didn't think so. Speaking of time, the intro is usually almost 2 minutes long, the outro a minute and, there you go, suddenly there's actually even less content than expected.

He has some genuinely bad takes sometimes, too. I don't know if I'm just sensitive about Toptunov specifically (I very clearly am) or if his video on him is just especially offensive to me... and it's 12 minutes 😍😍 two more than usual! And so, I'll use this video as an example. (edit during drafting: he had just released a video on N.M. Fomin which... I'll watch once I'll have some time to waste and we'll see how bad that one is...)

>Not even 20 seconds in and he just HAD TO hit us with that ThAt Is ThE cOsT oF lIeS, of course, you know it brother 💯🔥‼️ Oh get over yourself. Find another quote. And stop putting pictures of my favourite operator next to his blonde twink counterpart from the show. I'm offended on his behalf.

>I like how he just takes random pics off of Google Images or something. The photo he uses at 2:00 is from a Reddit post on r/chernobyl, and it's a picture of a picture - didn't feel like looking for a better one, huh? Someone's a little lazy?

>The video ACTUALLY starts at 2:30. Girlllll (gn) you are so slowwwww, pick up the peace, we're all getting old waiting for you to start.

>The picture slideshow we're getting is almost never relevant to what he's saying. He's saying where Toptunov was born and all we see is the reactor after explosion. Like, okay brother, I didn't know that's how SuMY, in BuRYN, as he says, looked like then. A map from Wikipedia wasn't available? That's the best you can do? Not to mention a few of his videos literally have the same b-roll. It feels like the same video over and over again.

>He claims that "his father's connection probably were useful" when it came to him pursing a career in science... would you like to show me when exactly they could have been useful? When he was taking an entrance exam for uni just like everybody else? Or was it when he had to work his way up from the very bottom of the NPP food work chain? Unless you were a child of someone real high up and wanted to pursue a career of doing fuckall then your nepo baby status wouldn't help you all that much. Your party connections would help you move up faster, sure, but you wouldn't be able to not pass the necessary training and/or exams.

"(...) no good scientist could dream of a good job in a nuclear programme without being somewhat involved in local politics." We don't even know if Toptunov himself was in the party. We know that Akimov was quite the dedicated party man, sure. But Stolyarchuk wasn't in the party at all and Dyatlov wasn't cool with the party and the party wasn't cool with him. How many more times can I say party? Too many parties. I hate parties. He also goes on to say that, after graduation he could only get an entry level position because "He would need really good connections to acquire higher ranking job without any previous experience" I am very sorry to inform you but that's just not how real life works. Maybe if you have a good degree, you can immediately become the CEO of all the janitors in the building but that's about that when it comes to the seriousness of the job.

>Now, the part that made me audibly GASP starts at 6:30:

(...) many power plant staff were dismissed, including those from the night shift at unit 4. Including Toptunov, many were labelled non-essential personnel and sent home. That was probably a part of managing the disaster from a propaganda perspective. Fewer people on site, fewer witnesses.

This is an actually DERANGED take. This was my breaking point... like, you cannot be serious right now. Not the evil Soviet scientists and their evil propaganda...! The evil propaganda of safety...! I'm sorry to inform you but ever single person in charge there wasn't immediately thinking "By Lenin, how can we ensure these horrible bottom feeders, also known as our colleagues, we're employing at our power plant don't say a word to anyone outside?" They were most likely thinking "If this part of the personnel is literally useless, why would they stay in this potentially dangerous zone? Let's get them out - for their safety and liquidation organisation's sake."

>"As he later stated (...)" We don't know what he stated. We don't have a single word that came out of his mouth recorded anywhere. It's all they said that he said. Or the authors of books want to show how much they think they know (look no further than Medvedev's "acording to Toptunov..." yes, I'm sure you know exactly what he thought about everything. Surely. You must have spoken to him. Through a Ouija Board, clearly). We'd need the statements from the KGB and whatnot to actually determine what any of them said or thought.

>"(...) During that time when he felt better, he had spoken multiple times to both Akimov and Dyatlov (...)" Acording to some book, I'm sorry, I don't remember which one, he was one of the few people that actually didn't get up from his bed to participate in the discussions, probably because his legs were already in a bad shape. Take this with a grain of salt, though. Nobody explicitly said he NEVER hang out with anyone at the hospital. It's just that worth noting that there's a possibility he at least didn't do that as much as the rest of the guys.

Overall grade: read a book. Change the boring ass b-roll shots. Change the stock sounding "creepy" music. Put some effort into everything. Stop relying on HBO's Chernobyl.

Conclusion: you'll never be That Chernobyl Guy xoxo That Chernobyl Guy for the president

[ask-the-magic-schoolbus]

There was an annular solar eclipse today! It was SO COOL! — Keesha

In fact, you could even say it was sun-sational! —Carlos

CARLOS!!!

[eclipsedcrystalstar]

What scheming were we doing in the gaming sessions? The most I remember from them was trying to become a cat to get on the fridge in the role-play area, and just trying to communicate smoothly with everyone and failing miserably because I don’t like using Roblox chat because I have to stop moving to use it, but you can’t leave Roblox to look at discord chat because if you do you’ll get kicked from the game??

What scheming were we doing?? it feels like the creator of the doc/writer of the document purposely twisted it to make it seem like there was something more going on when in reality, there was literally nothing going on other than general cartoon shenanigans.

The scheming is kinda a joke with us considering they put the gaming sessions on the doc against Lux which is ridiculous. The doc person didn't say scheming but painted it as like, suspicious or whatever

@sen-sational relating to ur ask too