#superrrr normal

[mmgceramics]

A mini kylix. I thought it could make an opulent cat bowl, but I think its owner is going to keep it safe on a shelf.

[snzluv3r]

adding carbonation to the apparently endless list of things that set off my nose because every sip i’ve had of anything carbonated this past week has made me sneeze

[youredreamingofroo]

I don't think anybody rlly cares but I'd like to share that one of my parakeets, bolt who has been incredibly hand averse since I got him, has finally started to become comfortable with me, comfy enough to feed from my hand without *bolting* (ba-dum tss) at the slightest hand movement 🥹🥹 I'm sooo proud of him, I was super worried he would never become comfortable with me, he still has a lot to work on, as he still is jumpy, moreso than Scones (his companion), but progress is progress and this is the best kind of progress rn !!!

[birdricks]

me and my 5 separate birdrick playlists against the world 💖

[mullets]

my little sister wont talk to me anymore ☹️

[comma57]

devil may cry ough

[teammatch]

missing my opportunity to do a fall out boy / charli xcx album openers comp post

[egipci]

Also you know what— Poseidon/Percy :)

[mutedstarss]

I Don't Care, Hold Me

Summary: Luffy wants you to hold him

cw: All fluff, Established relationship

A/N: I know I've been gone for a while.. due to personal reasons, and I don't think I'm back all the way, yet. I wanted to write something for y'all but it might not be good having not written in months :( I also just realized that this story is similar to another story I posted. I didn't notice until I put it on here...sorry!

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“I’m tired, just cuddle me.” Luffy mumbled, wrapping his arms around you and shoving his face in the crook of your neck. You furrowed your brows and looked around frantically, trying to push him off of you. He whined and his hold on you tightened.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. On a regular day, if he said this, you would swoop him in your arms, no questions asked- and cuddle him to death. But this wasn’t a regular day. In fact, y’all were in the middle of a fight that Luffy had started.

It was supposed to be a chill day, with you and the crew playing games and sharing stories, laughing and drinking, when Luffy had decided he wanted to stop at an island and pick a fight with a random group of pirates. And now that he’s got the fight he wanted, he wants to sleep?!

Just then, you hear some squeaky noise that only gets louder, and then a boom. Two guys are now laid out on the floor, their bodies black as they try to pat themselves of the fire that’s sticking to their clothes.

“Superrrr!” Franky yells, shooting his hands together and sticking a leg out as Chopper and Usopp, practically, cry at how cool he is.

“Pay attention to me!” Luffy whines, nibbling on your neck, arms tightening as you focus on the ruckus around you.

You groan and pull him off you, his face meeting yours with a frown. “Luffy, we’re literally in a fight right now..” You try to reason with him. To no avail, he wraps his arms around you again and grabs your arms and puts them around his body.

“I don’t care. I just wanna be held.” He whispers, and his breath on your neck makes the hair stand and a shiver run down your body.

Letting out a sigh of defeat, you tighten your arms around him and you swear you can feel him smile against you. Luffy lets out a quiet hum and you hold him, even as cannons fly around, dangerously close to you- even if you hear your crew members shouting at you in confusion, you hold him. Because it’s Luffy and you can never say no to him.

Luffy kisses your jaw and then your neck and whispers an 'I love you' into your ear, making your face hot and as red as a tomato. 

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Bonus:

“What was that about?” Zoro grumbles out, chugging down his fifth cup of sake. 

Nami finishes chewing on her stake before nodding her head. “Yeah. We were in the middle of a fight and y’all left us to… hug?” She tries to make sense of it, and you can’t help her, because you’re just as confused as she is. 

You shrug your shoulders and everyone looks to Luffy who scrapes the rest of his food up with his hands. He finishes with a burp and smiles. “Because I’m the captain!”

The crew groans and Nami gets a few punches in while you and Robin laugh. 

What a weird captain you chose to follow.

[judeswhore]

Jude would def be fucking you absolutely stupid and ur super loud but his phone is ringing and he would answer it bc he trust you to be quiet, and it’ll be a superrrr normal conversation over the phone with his friend or something but in all reality he’s blowing ur back out

ur so offended that he’s answering the phone midway through but he’s just telling u to be a good girl and stay quiet for him, making a stupid game of “i’ll only let u cum if u stay quiet, okay?” bc he’s a dick. and he’s talking so normally on the phone??? like there’s nothing going on while ur half sobbing into the pillow bc he’s hitting that one spot repeatedly and the fingers on his free hand r playing w ur clit

[localsharkcryptid]

I managed to do something pretty neat folks- and so as a break from the usually scheduled dragon programming I offer:

Personal C!Awesamdude design!

He of course is a creeper-taur based on my own interpretations of them, though he's not exactly normal by any means - even by creeper standards and they're well... Odd.

I do have an alternate design in mind for a medieval painting themed dragon-taur but for right now I'm really proud of this!!

There's a few extra silly Sam Notes/Headcanons of mine under the cut :)

Fun Notes/HCs:

He stands at roughly 8ft (2.4 meters) tall normally, though that can dramatically increase if he rears up on his back legs! Usually rearing is only something he does if he's really pissed off or for extra intimidation points.

His fur is more akin to moss than anything and will vary in color depending on how well he's doing - as well as sunlight exposure. His coloration gets superrrr dark during his time as The Warden, and during the Daedalus Arc, though at the start of the server he'd be far more vibrant.

Despite what you'd think Sam is a shockingly adept swimmer! That long tail is used for swimming much like the tails of several species of monitors and other semi aquatic lizards, thus is less prehensile but can still for sure be used as a whip-like weapon.

His front 'paws' are scaled, with the 'fur' stopping around the ankles so he has a look similar to those fancy pigeons!

This current body is Vers:5.6 of his clones and what Sam considers the best of the forms he's made, thus he's spent the most time with it, I'd say he's had this body in particular for at least a few years before the start of the SMP if not longer.

This body features DNA/Attributes from NUMEROUS creeper species - most notably the Tundra/Extreme Cold, Jungle & Cave Variants, alongside the base which is a Mangrove Swamp creeper (OG Sam or Sam Prime as I call him is simply a mangrove creeper). Due to this Sam's instinctive reactions and behaviors can be rather conflictive with one another, usually he's quite good at reigning everything in as to meld with society better - though now and again he slips or it affects him in other ways with his habits and reactions to certain things.

Sam has a shocking amount of nonverbal vocalizations he'll make now and again, these range from hisses and various growls to chuffs and almost purr like sounds.

[0blobthefish0]

hey, could I request an enemies to lovers Leighton Murray x fem!reader fanfic where reader is one of Whitney’s soccer teammates and Leighton and reader just kind of always assumed that they have nothing in common and refused to talk to each other while Whitney tried to set them up and then they both see each other while they’re out for dinner with their parents and turns out they’re both just fed up with their snobby/rich people parents?

Common ground

leighton murray masterlist | main masterlist

Leighton Murray x Reader 1,417 words of drivel (forgive me please 🙏)

a/n - renee's face card ⁉️ insane. as always, it's not proofread soz 😬 and i apologise for the superrrr late post, i think i'll be posting another sooner than normal, don't quote me on that though oops

Of course you’re not unaware that she’s only just three metres to your left, and of course you aren’t unaware that her bright blue eyes are burning holes into you. It’s making you feel hot, nervous even, no, it’s just the alcohol. You’re only flushed because of the alcohol, only glancing back at her because of the alcohol, only letting your eyes travel because of the alcohol, only letting this girl drag you up the stairs because the alcohol is making you wish it was her; Leighton Murray.

It’s been a year since you were first formally introduced, and you’ve hated her since, well, not really, you couldn’t explain it. You didn’t like her, that was for sure. Whitney tries to convince you otherwise, so what if she was your type? Tall, confident, feminine, and kind of a bitch. The two of you just did not get along, no matter how many times Whitney plays her hand at cupid, there was just nothing to talk about.

Leighton can’t stop the feeling of her stomach tying itself into knots as she stares at the blonde paying you close attention; it reminds her of herself. And she can’t tell if the sickening feeling is due to the blonde, or the fact that you’re so into said blonde. She looks over her shoulder as she watches this blonde guide you up the stairs, and you’re following her like a lost puppy. It’s weird. In hindsight, you’re exactly what she wants, but in reality you couldn’t be further apart. You disappear into a dark room. Leighton sucks on her teeth before swallowing a drink; whole - she can’t get the image of you out of her head, the way that you were looking at the blonde, as if she were the only thing worth your time, your undivided attention solely on her. She wishes it was her. It makes her heart beat faster. Shit.

What was it about her that made you turn away? It was her fault, really, the reason why your first meeting went so horribly wrong. Too quick to put up a defence, when you didn’t seem interested at all, but now she knew that you were just shy. Nervous meeting new people. And now something that could have truly been something more was ruined. 

The next evening, when Leighton pushes open the door to her dorm, she finds you comfortably resting on the ground as Whitney takes up the sofa. A fleeting glance your way and she can already see the not-at-all-subtle hickey just under your ear; it makes her lightly scowl as she makes a beeline to her room. 

You let go of a breath you didn’t know you were holding once you hear the click of the door. Just you being in her common room seems to cause her some level of anger, and she can’t even hide it, or she just doesn’t care to. It causes your stomach to squeeze sickeningly and you turn to Whitney.

“Did you not see her face when she noticed I was here?” You questioned quietly with knitted brows. Whitney only shrugged her shoulders. “I swear she actually hates me,” you confess and your friend is quick to interject.

“Leighton does not hate you,” you only let out a deep sigh at that - was she blind?

———————

You can feel yourself disassociating from the table as your mother drones on about her business, local gossip and your siblings. Not once do you hear your name fall out of her mouth. Sure, she wasn’t the most pleased when she found out you were going to college for soccer, and sure it took her time to accept, well tolerate, the fact that you weren’t straight, but were you really not worth talking about to her friends? The only time she had interacted with you was to introduce you. And now you’re bored out of your mind, pushing salad around your tiny plate with your fork. 

“Sorry we’re so late, traffic was crazy,” you hear a voice and three pairs of feet travel closer toward you. 

And then you see her.

Just for a brief millisecond out of the corner of your eye, and your posture staightens. Fuck. No, it wasn’t her, it couldn’t be, all you saw was blonde her - her blonde hair - no it wasn’t. You almost want to believe yourself, but you just knew; Leighton Murray was here. 

Cautiously, you look over your shoulder to see her already staring, the sweet smile on her face not meeting her eyes, and it makes you want to hide. You were already uncomfortable as it was and now you had someone, who was actually a someone, actually there to witness it. 

“Leighton go sit next to,” you see, what you guess is, Leighton’s dad nod in your direction as he pauses.

“Y/n,” you answer politely.

“Thank you, go and sit next to Y/n, you look like you’re around the same age.” He grins and sends you over a wink before taking a seat opposite your mother. 

You can feel the goosebumps run over your skin when her arm accidentally brushes against yours as she pulls out the chair next to you, and you send her an awkward smile before going back to pushing the cucumber around your plate. 

Ten minutes later and you hear your name fall out of Leighton’s father’s mouth, causing your ears to prick up.

“Y/n, where do you go to college?”

“Um- I go to Essex,” you respond with a nod of your head.

“Really? Leighton does too, are you guys friends at all, know of each other.” You shrugged your shoulders lightly.

“Dad, stop interrogating her.” You hear Leighton scold her dad lightly, this obviously not being the first time he’s done it.

“What? I’m just trying to get to know new people,” he pouted before focusing his attention back onto you. “So, Y/n,” he started, not before giving Leighton a side eye to which she only shook her head and leaned back in her chair, “what do you do at Essex?”

Before you could respond, you heard your mother butt in. And you can already feel the embarrassment set in.

“Y/n does soccor,” the disappointment in your mother’s voice is almost tangible and your heart drops into your stomach. “I tried getting her to do something a bit more.. respectable, like your girl, Leighton, she does maths, right? Yeah, such a smart girl.” You can’t listen to her as you chew on your lip to stop it from trembling. It’s one thing not being proud of your own kid for doing something, but it’s a whole other thing to sound it out to anyone that will listen. You, really, should be used to it by now.

Leighton’s dad almost ignores your mother, “Soccor, wow, you must know Leigton’s friend, Whitney, right?”

“Aha- yeah.. Sorry, if you’ll excuse me,” you apologise, sending him the best smile you can manage as you stand up from the table and leave, quietly, for the bathroom.

You should have seen it coming.

Leighton enters the bathroom only a few seconds after, to see you fixing your hair in the mirror. 

“You clean up nice,” she starts and you let out a small laugh and shake your head. It makes Leighton’s stomach flutter, she’s never made you laugh before. She likes the sound. 

“You look the same as always,” you respond.

“Hot, I hope,” you only smile, and then she takes a few steps towards you. “I’m sorry about your mother, mine’s the same,” she empathises.

“Really?” You burst out, “but you’re so-” you stop yourself suddenly and wave a hand in her direction.

“So what?” She pushes further, not only with her words.

“So smart and,” you lightly pause, “pretty.” 

A silence falls over the two of you as Leighton searches your eyes, she’s closer now, only half a metre away; it might just be the closest you’ve ever been.

“Do you hate me?” You finally blurt out.

“Hate you? No.” The softness of her voice only makes the sound of your rapidly beating heart stand out. “I think we just got off on the wrong foot, how about we start again?” She offers and it makes you melt. Who knew Leighton could be so sweet?

“Yeah, that’d be nice. I’m Y/n,” you smile and reach a hand out for her to shake. Her warm hand wraps around yours and it, somehow, feels so right.

“I’m Leighton.”

[syschsc]

Pogue Headcanons

Summary: random normal things that the pogue would realistically do when they’re not hunting down treasure, being chased by rafe/ward, or rescuing an heirloom.

Jj Maybank

definitely has to hand wash his laundry and sometimes might even just wear dirty laundry

a hair cut was a luxury he had when he was working at the marina, now he has to cross his fingers and cut whatever he can

the boots…only shoes he has and at some point they’re probably too small for him

John B

He’s definitely snuck into Kie’s house before when her parents weren’t home

Completely disregards expiration dates on just about anything except chicken…

Drinks flat soda(projecting here) and he gets sm hate for it but it’s just better for him

Pope Heyward

Has a bad habit of staying up superrrr late, 3am or 4am is a normal bed time to him

Least chronically online person ever, he would not like tiktok

Had a painfully awkward phases throughout middle school, super smart but just…socially stunted without John b and jj

[jjsstars]

random school bus graveyard headcanons

// with aiden/ashlyn & ben/taylor & logan/tyler <3 //

warnings: weed/smoking, swearing

[cut off cause this got rlly long whoops]

Ash is bi & Aiden is pan

Taylor & Ben are both asexual but also hopeless romantics

Tyler is bi & Logan is gay

Taylor does Ben’s nails on weekends

Tyler tries to teach Logan how to play baseball (he’s semi successful)

Ash is paramore fan (p sure this is just canon atp)

Aiden loves all those dystopian movies and forces Tyler to watch them when he finds out he’s never seen them (ie hunger games, the maze runner, divergent etc.)

Aiden’s best subject is math and his worst is English, Ash is the same way

Taylor’s best subjects are science & math, her worst is art (she just can’t draw okay)

Tyler’s best subject is gym but as far as academics go he’s pretty good at history, he sucks at science tho

Logan’s best subject is obvi science, he honestly does good in everything, but he doesn’t like language that much

Taylor carry’s extra ear plugs/headphones/notebooks & pens for Ben & Ash (or anyone who might need them)

Tyler can braid better than Taylor can (he would do her hair growing up)

Aiden & Ash are adhd vs autism

Logan and Taylor hold hands when they’re anxious

Aiden can play the guitar & drums

Ben can also play the guitar but he prefers acoustic whereas Aiden likes electric

Tyler can play guitar but he prefers to play the trumpet (he’s rlly good)

Taylor can sing but she only does around Ben - he totally doesn’t cry nope totally not -

Ash can play the Harp (stealing that from someone else’s hc post <3) but she can also play violin & piano (multitalented queen)

Aiden & Ash link pinkies while sitting on the bus if Ash is feeling particularly pda strong

the whole group goes to cheer on Tyler’s baseball games

Logan now has a first aid kit in his locker from dating Tyler and being friends with Aiden

Aiden has a medical card for medical weed and he definitely abuses that shit

the first time Ashlyn gets high it relaxes her so much she’s convinced she’s dying for a hot minute

Logan & Taylor don’t like being high, Ben is indifferent to it, Aiden, Ashlyn & Tyler enjoy it throughly

It calms Aiden & Tyler down a lot

Taylor & Ben are the only ones capable of sitting in a chair like a normal person

Aiden & Ben smuggle good food into the hospital for Tyler

Tyler gives Logan forehead kisses

Ben kisses the top of Taylor’s hand

Aiden kisses the tip of Ash’s nose - Ash kisses his cheek

everyone is always finding Ashlyn hair in everything cause she sheds so much

Logan & Ben are Star Wars fans

Aiden is the first one to get his official license - to everyone’s horror -

Tyler is the last one to get his license (he’s so mad about it)

Ashlyn still sleeps with a stuffed animal and has a tote of them in her closet — she hides this for months until Ben finds them one day and casually adopts them all with Taylor

Aiden runs like a space heater as does Taylor

Ash & Ben both run superrrr cold

Logan and Tyler have normal temperatures, the freaks /j

Ben carry’s an inhaler because Aiden got asthma attacks as a kid - he hasn’t had one since he was like 7 but Ben likes to be prepared

If he gets hyper focused enough Aiden will go non-verbal / won’t acknowledge the outside world to the point of Ben having to write down responses for him

Aiden & Tyler can skateboard

Taylor can rollerskate & she teaches Logan how to too

Ashlyn is a god at ice skating

Ben prefers to stay on his own two feet thank you very much

Tyler’s terrified of dogs and screams for Taylor anytime one comes near him

Animals naturally love Ashlyn, Taylor’s jealous

Aiden is one of those people that will spend five minutes in a backyard and pick up three frogs, a lizard, a scarily big spider, two beetles and point out where a snake is

birds really like Ben - he doesn’t know why

Aiden & Ben are really good at art, but with totally different styles

Ben prefers realism and charcoal pieces

Aiden prefers more stylized art, markers & paints

Aiden did graffiti for a while and still would if he ever had the time (stupid phantoms) - when Ash finds out she lets him tag the buses in the graveyard and he’s so excited about it

Aiden & Tyler play basketball together on the weekends while the others watch/mess with them the entire time

If Tyler’s being particularly cocky about winning against Aiden then Ben will step in cause he’s naturally really good at basketball

Taylor and Logan always giggle watching Tyler’s face fall seeing Ben stand up

Ashlyn doesn’t mind when Aiden loses because then she gets to use it as an excuse for them to go get ice cream to “make the loss easier” (aiden knows she does that every time because she also asks to go out for ice cream if he wins to celebrate)

Taylor lets Aiden try on her lip gloss once and now he has his own collection and keeps some on him at all times — mostly just clear ones or sparkly light pink ones that aren’t super noticeable but still leaves a shine

Tyler uses like ten separate hair products daily - him & Ash take the longest to do their hair out of the whole group

[daftdrac]

Took me like two months to catch onto the dp&w hype cause I've despised most marvel stuff majority of my life but whaddya know the autism finally latched onto the silly homoerotic old man yaoi. Anyways I'm seeing the movie this Saturday and the intensity with which I am constantly shaking increases as the seconds tick closer. I'm also seeing it with my friend who's a big marvel nerd and I'm actually gonna eXPLODE cause he's been giving me lore about X-Men and Deadpool stuff since I don't know shit ❤️‍🩹 I've watched the first dp and plan to watch the second either Thursday or Friday to PREPARE. Guys if you can't tell I'm superrrr Neurotypical the most normal person ever actually and definitely not obsessed with toxic hurt comfort old man superhero yaoi

(I don't care that neither Deadpool or Wolverine are technically classified as superheros it's marvel it's superheros.)

Uhmm. I've already done like an hour of research about wolverines (animal) and have many many many silly head canons for the old man (I gave him a tail) (idk Wade's freaky he's into furries or something canonically isn't he)

I've drawn them sooo much already and I've done a few chibi drawings and I'm currently drawing Wade as a pinup girl (his suit is cuntified) but uhhh it's ROUGH rn so no wip 💔 erm I'm not okay like actually. These idiots have taken over my brain in a matter of like a week. And my depression is also kinda flaring up so my memory is SHITTT rn I literally don't remember anything that happened the last 3-5 days besides shaking with anxiety after I spoke to one of my teachers and thinking about these idiots. My friends are starting to get tired of this ♥️

I should probably stop writing now this is already a REALLYY long post uhm idk Tumblr etiquette so idk where I should put the post cut off I'm jjet gonna hope Tumblr does it automatically if it doesn't I'm sorry I've been having so many thoughts about these guys actually I just needed to write some (like 6%) of them down

[someguyingotham]

scale of 1-10 how normal are you about scarecrow acknowledging you?

SO NORMAL! SUPERRRR NORMAL. 100/10 NORMAL. WHY, AM I NOT ACTING NORMAL? HA…HAHA…