#the beach they are on is actually from club penguin

[iaminsideyourwalls]

Demo retires to be a lighthouse keeper so he can have all the mercury he can drink. A special thank you to @i-am-the-egg-cracker the user who put this idea in my brain. If you're having a rough time today, just remind yourself that Demoman

[justforbooks]

Odyssey by Stephen Fry

The last in Fry’s four-book retelling of the Greek myths is relatable and full of humour

Not long ago, Elon Musk took a break from predicting civil war to offer his followers on X a book recommendation. “Can’t recommend the Iliad enough!” he tweeted. “Best as Penguin audiobook on 1.25 speed.” He accompanied this with a screenshot of the Penguin edition of The Odyssey. Erich Auerbach, thou shouldst be living at this hour.

Still, one way or another, Homer’s great poems have fulfilled the injunction to be news that stays news. Scholars of the original Greek, or partisans of Emily Wilson’s acclaimed recent verse translations, might roll their eyes at the injunction to speed-listen to an audiobook version. But one of the great virtues of myth is that it is robust to being reimagined: The Odyssey gives us Ulysses in one direction, and The Wind in the Willows or Watership Down in another.

And for practically as long as we’ve had the written word, we’ve had simplified retellings of the classical myths suitable for children and tech billionaires. Stephen Fry’s chatty and urbane but slyly erudite prose retellings fit right into this tradition. His Odyssey – which was preceded by Mythos, Heroes and Troy – brings a four-book sequence satisfyingly to a close.

Stylistically, Fry mostly eschews epic grandeur for the immediacy and relatability of modern idiom. The tone is spry rather than stately, and full of humour. Cassandra – wailing fruitlessly in the background all the way from Troy – is largely played for laughs; and when Agamemnon finally makes it home, the King of Men sounds for all the world like a red-trousered bon vivant back from the golf club after a bit too long at the 19th hole:

“Well, well, well! My darling, you grow ever more beautiful. The treasure ships are not far behind. The things you see! […] What’s that you say? A bath? Oh, my dear darling wife, there is only one thing I have been looking forward to more. And that can follow the bath, eh, eh?! Or maybe can be included in the bath, what?”

If he’d listened to Cassandra, he’d know what was included in the bath, but hey-ho.

Nor, though, does Fry altogether ignore the story’s pathos and poetry. There’s moving material about the easy love between father and sons – Odysseus is pierced at having missed out on Telemachus’s childhood – and here and there Fry’s default whimsy gives way to graver passages of writing. “A salt-caked, sun-burned, wind-scoured man lies face-down and naked on a beach. Sandflies skip on the scarred skin of his back.” Penelope, waiting on Ithaca, “strained her eyes towards the bar of haze that separated the blue of the empty sea from the blue of the empty sky”.

It’s not quite, or not only, a children’s book. The language gets fruity here and there – when Odysseus reveals himself to the suitors, he sounds positively Tarantinoesque: “He asked me who the hell I thought I was. I’ll tell you who I think I am. I think I am Odysseus of Ithaca, come back from the dead to revenge myself upon you. You fucking animals.” And the sexual violence is, if downplayed, not entirely absent (though perhaps to avoid muddying the moral clarity of the story for his younger readers, Fry omits Telemachus’s massacre of the maidservants).

There’s a lot of action in the footnotes, where Fry discusses lexicology or pronunciation, digresses on modern parallels, editorialises, or floats pet theories. He notes that Odysseus’s arrival on the Phaeacian coastline on a plank of his shattered raft may be “the first ever description of surfing in all literature”. He muses on why Hera is always “cow-eyed”, and notes that “cows (to us) are rarely imperious in aspect in the way Hera manifestly was, but perhaps this is a failure of observation on our part”. He argues, with reference to Beatrix Potter’s The Tale of the Flopsy Bunnies and the name of the island Cos, that the lotus eaters are actually munching lettuce. He has Athena accusing Zeus of planning to “usher in an age without treaties, promises, honour or law”, and adds in a glum footnote: “A plan that finally has come into being in every detail it would seem … ”

This is a book with a theory, too. It completes a historic arc that has taken us from gods and titans, through demigod heroes, to the deeds of mortals in whose affairs the gods meddle freely – and it points to an era in which men, in a substantially disenchanted world, will find their own way. The trial of Orestes, in Fry’s account, is something like the thematic heart of the book. In it, Princess Erigone argues for “a new order” where “we are to reconstitute the world according to reason and sense, rather than impulse and bloodlust”, and the wise Athena “is the only god we need”. How’s that working out? Ask Elon Musk, I guess.

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[deludedmarimo]

I don’t know most of the songs… I’ll have to check them out!

As for my favorite animal… I quite like fish! Tropical fish specifically. Or just any fish that’s colorful. I think Animal Crossing sparked my interest in ocean fish. I loved to go to Kapp’n’s island and just fish there. Loved catching sharks specially!

I know you like YTTD. Why do you like it? Do you have any fond childhood games?

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my number one recommendation is strays don't sleep for sure !!!! it's not really a rock band, but i can definitely tell you that they're underrated! they have lots of laidback melancholy songs sort of if you enjoy those.

FISH !!!!!!! I LOVE FISH!!!! tropical fish are awesome!!!! i really enjoy rainbow parrotfish. they're super important for the ecosystem!! they poop out sand for us ... thank you for providing us with substrate for our beaches.. animal crossing is so fun to play! when i got new horizons, i played it nonstop -- filling up the museum and aquarium was just so. Stimulating. I LOVED SEEING THEIR HABITATS AND GETTING INFORMATION ABOUT THEM AND THE SILLY FISH PUNS . i never was quite able to finish it... hopefully i can get back to it soon!

as to why i like YTTD.. i don't exactly know why? i suppose i enjoy the horror and puzzle aspects to the game, as well as all the characters. my most favorite characters from there are sou and shin! i think they're very cute together !!! I enjoy them! the game just has such an interesting storyline, with the bonus of having really cool characters! there are so many amazing artists in the fandom as well.

fond childhood games... i actually have several! animal jam, club penguin, webkinz, friv, coolmathgames, duck life ... i played about anything i could get my hands on online. i remember being gifted club penguin membership for my birthday when i was little and crying over it (happiness!) .. of course most of the games i loved involved animals. . (autism.) how about you? what are your favorite games right now?

[ur-typical-nerd]

I’ve finally decided to post some my Club Penguin OCs! Since I have far too many to put in one post, I’m gonna start out with my main three (who, by the way, are gonna be the protags of a story I’m working on!) and one of my favorite villains!

MARCY

-Pink Penguin with red, curly hair. Generally wears comfy, slightly sporty clothes

-Feral Chaotic Good

-Pansexual

-Ace Agent and bane of Herbert’s existence

-Has ADHD. She’s rather impulsive and as a hard time focusing.

-Dating EPF medic Penny

-Raised by her mom, dad left them when she was young. This left her with Daddy Issues™

-(She eventually gets a better father figure in Gary)

-Is actually Roofhowse’s half sister on their father’s side! Neither of them are aware of this yet.

-Perfectly willing to bite. Herbert learned this the hard way

-Owns two puffles named Charcoal (black) and Snowball (white) whom she considers her babies

-Banned from having coffee ever

-Loves cheese. A lot. Like, a lot. She often gets banned from using the Pizzatron 3000 because she eats the cheese straight out of the bin.

-Shortest and youngest of the agents

PENNY

-Yellow penguin with fluffy brown hair. Tends to wear cottagecore clothing

-Lesbian

-EPF Medic

-Dating Ace Agent Marcie

-Has two fathers, one of whom is a doctor

-Autistic, with a special interest in medicine! She used to read her dad’s medical textbooks whenever she got her flippers on them.

-Literally the sweetest thing ever

-Will help you with anything you need if you ask (or forcibly help you if you’re too stubborn/shy to ask)

-One time she and Marcie were brought to Herbert’s base by a panicked Klutzy because they were worried for a sick Herbert. When Herbert tried to be evil, Penny straight up went “nope, we‘re not doing this today, you’re too sick. Now drink your tea and get some rest.”

-Sews plushies in her free time

-Doesn’t own any puffles yet, but she does foster!

-The brain cell for Marcie and Avalanche

-Also, I like to think she and Penny Gwen (one of @fullmoonfireball ’s aces) would be friends. They could be Same-Name buddies!

AVALANCHE (Real name Elliot)

-Light blue penguin with messy black hair. Practically lives in his hockey jersey

-Gay

-Tactical Agent

-Muscular himbo

-Has two moms, one being a retired flipperball player and the other a referee

-Has ADHD and mild dyslexia

-Hates it when people consider/call him dumb because of this

-Carries his friends when they’re too tired to walk

-Owns a Rainbow Puffle named Morris. However, his full title is Morris, Prince of The Gays

-Avalanche himself is the semi-official King of The Gays

-Got his nickname from a teammate he may or may not have had a crush on

-Can lift, like, half his coworkers

DEVON

-Arctic fox

-Smug little jerk

-Actually a teenager! The EPF and Herbert don’t know this

-Less “national threat” and more “local troublemaker who occasionally causes major problems”

-Questioning his sexuality

-Washed up on the beach and decided to cause exclusively problems

-Mostly pranks and harasses penguins, with some vandalism and larceny thrown in the mix

-Herbert hates this kid. Devon knows this, and that’s why the bear is one of his favorite targets for pranks.

-Regularly breaks into igloos to steal snacks and set up pranks

-He tried to do this to Herbert once. He ended up getting chased out.

-Terrifyingly stealthy and quick

-The EPF doesn’t really see him as a major threat

-Would probably get along with Bijou (The EPF’s Recycling Bin’s collective OC) to some degree

[mintenochian]

what other people want added to Minecraft: g u n s

what I want added to Minecraft

•Birds

-For multiple biomes, but mainly for the forests.

-Songbirds would add SO MUCH life to the otherwise quiet areas of the game

-Ravens and crows would be awesome and could use some of the parrot mimicking AI

-Cardinals in the snow biomes would bring a GORGEOUS pop of colour into the white atmosphere

-Seriously we need something to populate the sky, parrots do NOT fly like they should

-nests in trees, can find eggs in them

-doesn't really add a use but fun new feather types would be cool

•Owls

-technically still a bird but would go really well in covered rooftop forests and snow biomes

-we're already getting larger avians added in the form of vultures so why not more large birds?

•Mice and / or rats

-absolute precious babies

-sadly would go well with owls :(

-with cave update coming we need adorable rodents scurrying around

-lil bastards could make mouseholes inside of blocks

-will they be tameable? idk.

-adds the necessity for cheese

•Deer

-MOJANG this is a MUST, this is a NEED

-You literally have pigs, chickens, cows, and sheep spawning in forests what the fuck

-Deer with spotty baby fawns??? Yes

-Young bucks with different stages of antler growth? Yes

-Fawns frolicking in flower forests bc they feel safe

-Stripped wood appearing on trees where bucks scrape velvet off their antlers

-Being able to collect sets of antlers when they fall off periodically (would NOT be attainable by killing the deer, you have to wait for them to shed)

•Elk and Moose

-Same vein as deer

-Bigger, much bigger, neutral instead of passive, less shy

-Snowy biomes

-Better additions than fucking llamas tyvm

-Sidenote but savannahs could also really use some endangered deer-like species to help raise awareness for their status

•Squirrels

-Mojang plz

-Adds nuts to Minecraft ;)

-Black, grey, red, and mixed colour squirrels and breeding

-Brings life to forests like songbirds and deer

•Bears

-Mojang bby you literally already have a neutral bear in Minecraft why have you not reskinned it for grizzly/brown/black bears?

-Bear caves

-Hibernating mobs

-Brings more use to the beehives and bees, bears could be attracted to any area that has more than one bee hive with honey

•WOLVES AND DOGS

-They NEED the ocelots and cats update

-More wolf types (red, timber, snow, black, etc)

-Actual wolf packs (the AI would be difficult to program but the doges are worth it)

-Please let the howl at the moon, if foxes get to say ringdingding all night long wolves deserve to be allowed to howl

-More dog breeds (I know that there's no reason for domesticated dog breeds in Minecraft but ACTUALLY THERE IS)

-Hunting dogs like springers that can jump and run faster

-Foxhounds :D

-Most Important Goodest Boy: Herding dogs like collies and sheepdogs

-Herding dogs could be found in plains where cows and sheep spawn and create herds

-LET DOGS LAY DOWN FOR FUCKS SAKE

•Herding

-Instead of having to pen up and enclose your livestock you could form herds of cows and sheep

-Your Goodest Boi herding dog would protect them and move around with them when they graze

-Just soft peaceful minecraft tingz

•Salt licks

-Something SO SMALL but would make SO MUCH HAPPINESS

-Drawing new cows into your herd by putting up a salt lick

-I'm soft

-I guess salt would be a new ore???

•Bird feeders

-idk I think it would be cool

-excess seeds used for SOMETHING

•Raccoons

-The coolness of wolves, the chaos of foxes, the cunning of cats

-thumbs

-be gay do crimes

-can open chests (trigger trap chests to catch them?)

-Fantastic little shits

-Not tameable but will trust players like foxes do

•Snakes

-I know it's a lot to ask and it would be hard to make them look good

-But??? Imagine a tiny lil garter snake in your garden

-unlikely but would be so fantastic

•Rope

-climeable

-please Mojang we need this so badly

-imagine the ships? The bridges? The bell towers and everything?

-super easy to add, just reskin vines and add a string crafting recipie

•Butterflies and Moths

-Bflies could be a unique mob to flower forests and friends with bees

-if moobloom is added they would all be BEST BUDS

-get it "buds" ahahaha

-help with flower polination but just gives a TON of life to flower forests

-We literally have lanterns in minecraft why do we NOT have moths? Such a cool aesthetic addition.

-helps fill both the daytime and nighttime sky

•Hummingbirds

-fourth member of BEST BUDS

-just soft baby

-i love birbs okay

-the only avian who does not work for the bourgeoisie

•Fireflies

-10 million of them please

-they give great hugs

-adds so much atmosphere to the night world

•Cheese

-We have milk

-We have, presumably, goat milk

-Quit being cowards and add butter and cheese

-Butter churn job block for villagers

-V funny bc they have no arms to churn with?? Oh well

•Seashells

-Something decorative and beautiful that could 1) liven up beaches and 2) have snails and crabs inside!

-Mojang plz do not add sand dollars to the game people already don't know how to tell if they're still alive before trying to take them home

•Whales

-WHALES.

-Imagine something as massive as the ender dragon but peaceful. Allows you to stand on them (idk how but make it happen Jeb)

-WHALE SONGS.

-Being so deep and far out into the ocean, and when the moon is high in the sky and you're sitting in your boat, you just hear the beautiful melancholy sounds of the whales in the distance

•Jellyfish

-Idk if y'all know this but the glow squid is a bad idea

-Dream buddy you fucked up, please use your influence to get in contact with Mojang and have them redo the vote. People would have so much regained respect for you if you tried to fix your mistake.

-Also why does a speedrunner get to tell millions of people what mob would bring more life to Minecraft? He's only playing the game for 5 minutes smh

-aNYWAYS

-Jellyfish could literally do everything the glow squid is going to and look better for it AND possibly be neutral instead of peaceful

•Orcas

-Not much to say but it would liven up the frozen water biomes a bit

•Penguins

-You already know why

-Imagine giving a new home to all the Club Penguin players? Legendary.

-Gender doesn't exist in Minecraft but we all know penguins would be hella gay

•Lobsters

-I think they would be cute

-You would NOT BE ABLE TO BOIL THEM ALIVE THANK YOU VERY MUCH

•Mermaids

-Never going to happen since passive mobs are generally real life animals but it would be so cool

•Otters

-they can hold hands

-brings life to the rivers

-super cute

•Frogs and possibly toads

-Swamp gods

-Absolute mad lads

-maybe grow from tadpoles

-wouldn't do much but needed

•Fairy Forests

-NOT Twilight Forests. Not a new dimension.

-Just gentle hidden groves in forests

-ADD FAIRY RING GENERATION TO MINECRAFT.

•Big cats

-Tigers, lions, bobcats, panthers

-Literally anything that could finally add a strong predator possibility to savannahs and jungles

•Zebras and Giraffes

-Shy and skittish

-cannot ride (their skeletal structure is NOT MADE FOR CARRYING HUMANS)

-Super cute tho, brings much needed life to savannahs

•Camels

-The better llama

-Can honestly just be a reskin

-brings much needed life to the desert

-spits and wears carpet and forms caravans like llamas

•Lemurs

-Easier to add to "jungles" than monkeys

-it would be really cool if we could just get a Rainforest biome

-King Julian stans awaken

•Red pandas

-we need them

-cuter than normal pandas and you can @ me

-better idea than sloths or koalas

•More Eldritch Horror Hostile Mobs

-Fun fact time

-The enchanting table language already has Lovecraftian references

-"phnglui mglwnafh cthulhu rlyeh wgahnagl fhtagn" is literally a quote from the enchanting table

-translates to "In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."

-Bet you didn't know that fun fact

-aNYWAYS add the Kraken to Minecraft instead of the shitty guardians. Thanks.

-imagine how cool it would be to see lights slowly extinguish as something terrifying and dangerous slowly moves in for the kill

-torches get extinguished and can get relit

-if not relit fast enough Something will be waiting

•Ice statues

-We have giant fossils and ship wrecks and cool stuff like that but please imagine finding a GIANT humanoid ice sculpture in an ice spikes biome

-maybe bones inside to show you that... That wasn't carved or naturally generated.

•Skeletons

-Not a mob but a decoration block

-Found in temples, mineshafts, and caves

-implied to be the remains of miners and explorers

-rare

-also implies that every skeleton you kill has some backstory since they look the same

•Constellations

-Not real world star maps but completely unique to Minecraft

-chance for LOTS of fun references

-The stars are your only companions in an apocalyptic world where you are the last of your kind

-Space is gay minecraft is gay thus minecraft space is gay

•Corn

-we have butter in this list

-we have salt in this list

-popcorn. That is all.

And finally

•Leeks

-mostly a joke but would be a cool crop

-100% a reference to Hatsune Miku the creator of Minecraft

DISCLAIMER: I recognize that mobs are added to Minecraft to serve a purpose within the game and that many of these mobs would be better in mods and such, but I also feel like many of these suggestions would really bring so much more life to parts of the game that really need it. Even if they don't serve a huge purpose, they would still be really amazing additions imo.

I would love to see the ideas and suggestions that other people have for what they want added to Minecraft, please TAG ME if you make a post like this, I wanna hear and read it!

[leafs-lover]

Because Two People Got Drunk: 36

Chapter 36

Series Masterlist

Summary: With the stress of the pregnancy and planning the wedding, you and Fred get away for a couple days.

Warning: Swearing, smut

Word Count: 6500

“Mommy why can’t I come?” Oliver whines.

It’s the all-star break, and you are all in California, Fred’s parents flew out and met you 2 days ago. You had a relaxing day at the beach with them and then yesterday you all ventured to Disney Land. Oliver practically dragged Ernst and Fred around the park on every ride, and the twins spent the entire time taking in the sights and sounds, crying when you tried to get a picture of them with Mickey Mouse.

Now Fred has a two day trip planned for the two of you, leaving the boys with his parents before you all fly back to Pittsburgh. Oliver has been loving the time with everyone the past couple days and doesn’t understand why everyone can’t stay together.

Fred rejoined the Penguins shortly after Christmas and you immediately noticed a shift in Oliver’s behaviour. He had more temper tantrums and some days he cried over the most ridiculous things; one day he cried because his bath was “too wet” and another day because you didn’t let him eat jam. Not with food, just actual jam with a spoon.

You know part of it is him being a toddler, but a big part of it is because he was so used to having Fred around. Once Fred was ready to return the Penguins were leaving on a road trip, so he went from having Fred around every day to not seeing him for eight straight days. And on the second day that was when everything started.

Just as he was readjusting the all-star break came and Oliver re-attached himself to Fred and basically hasn’t let him out of sight. While you fully expected the entire break to be spent with your boys; Fred wanted to spend a couple days away just the two of you. He says you are too stressed with the kids, the pregnancy and planning the wedding and you deserve a couple days away from everything.

“No I’m sorry bud you have to stay with grandma and grandpa for a couple days” you say to your pouting toddler.

“I want to come” he stomps his foot in displeasure. As much as you know you can’t encourage his bad behaviour by smiling or laughing; sometimes it’s hard. And this is one of those times. A small smirk forms on your face as your eyes look away trying to not show him any emotion when you hear Fred’s heavy steps enter the room.

“Ollie mom said no so it means no” he scolds.

Oliver exhales heavily and stomps his feet again. Your eyes find Fred and he just shakes his head at you watching as you hold in some laughter. “Keep it up and you’re going on timeout” Fred says sternly. Oliver huffs in response and walks out of the room and you finally allow a few chuckles to fall from your lips.

“You’re unbelievable” he mumbles putting the last few items in the bag,

“I know but it’s been like this for 3 weeks and sometimes I just can’t take it seriously” you reply and Fred rolls his eyes.

You feel a slight tingling in your core; the assertiveness isn’t something you normally see from Fred. You don’t like that it’s directed towards Oliver’s bad behaviour, but when he uses that tone it gets you wet; and your pregnancy hormones don’t help either.

You take a deep breathe through your nose but as you exhale through your mouth a small moan escapes. Fred stops zipping up the bag to shoot you a questioning glance. His eyes scan over your face “you alright” he questions and you give him a slight nod before he leaves the room.

Pretty soon you and Fred are on the road driving along the coast. Fred left the rental SUV with his parents so they can fit the kids. The two of you have the windows of the car down; the warm California air blowing through your hair. Fred has one hand on the wheel the other glued to your stomach hoping to feel one of the kicks that recently started.

You stare out the window breathing in the salty air, feeling the sun kiss your shoulder. Apart from some minor traffic the drive is relatively smooth. After about two hours you pull up to a beautiful Spanish hotel. It has light coloured stucco on the outside surrounding large pillars and archways; you pull your sunglasses down your nose to scan around the grounds.

There are a few fountains, and a couple small buildings in the distance. Each building is fixed with black clay tiles and there are multiple palm trees surrounding the property. Fred doesn’t stop at the main building, instead continuing down the property road.

You see some beautiful rolling hills in the background from the Los Peñasquitos Canyon. You take in the sights when you see a tee for a golf course. You immediately turn your head to Fred with a smirk and he shifts in his seat chuckling slightly.

“Is this a vacation for us or a golf trip for you” you tease.

“I can’t help it if the best vacation spot in San Diego also has the only championship golf course” he laughs. You shake your head pushing your glasses back over your eyes as he pulls up to another building putting the car in park.

“Don’t worry I didn’t bring my clubs I’m not going to golf” he gets out of the car and walks around to open your door.

“Oh that’s a shame” you take his hand and step out of the car “could have used a couple hours alone.”

Fred gently closes your door and pushes you back against the car. You feel the warm metal on the back of your arms, Fred closing the gap between your bodies. He stares down at you, bringing his hands to either side of you. “I don’t plan on leaving you alone for a minute” he growls. He is so close you can feel his mustache on your ear, his warm breath on your neck sending goosebumps down your spine.

You moan smelling his cologne and he quickly turns away, leaving your knees to almost give out. He grabs the bag and grips your wrist pulling you inside. You expect it to be a building with a couple separate hotel rooms; instead it is a giant foyer with marble stone and a spiral staircase. Fred leaves the bag on the ground and pulls you down the hall.

You walk by a beautiful kitchen but Fred doesn’t let you stop mumbling something about how you won’t be spending any time there. Next is the massive living room with a floor to ceiling fireplace and a large bar that connect to a private terrace that overlooks the golf course and pools. Despite the proximity to the pools your area is secluded, various shrubs protecting your privacy.

There is a longue area with a small hot tub; you stand in awe of your surroundings when Fred’s large hands come up behind you. His hands gently rub over your stomach, Fred leans down his breath on your neck.

“Don’t worry I got them to turn the temp down for you” he mumbles against your jaw. Your neck tilts wrapping his arms tighter around you; leaning back into his chest. “This place is amazing babe” you say feeling his lips on your shoulder. Through his gentle kisses the straps of your dress fall down your skin “you’re amazing” he murmurs against you “let’s go see the rest.”

You pull your strap back up as he tugs you inside and up the stairs. You explore the first two doors each bedroom being large enough to be the master, before Fred opens the beautiful oversized double doors. There is a California King overlooking the deck perfect for watching sunsets. You take a few minutes exploring all the different rooms before returning to find Fred sitting on the end of the bed.

“Babe we don’t need all this” you say hands landing on his shoulder. His find the back of your thighs pushing the hem of your dress up as his thumbs dig into your skin.

It is a three bedroom private house, each room having an ensuite and walk-in closet. The master however has two closets, an office and an attached gym space. While this could be useful for an extended stay with the kids, two nights with just the two of you means most of the space will be unused.

“It’s our babymoon” he shrugs.

“Babymoon?” you ask laughing slightly, pulling his lips onto yours.

“Yeah it’s a vacation before the baby comes” he explains.

“We didn’t do one with the other two pregnancies”

“Well with Ollie I think it’s pretty obvious why we didn’t, but I did take you to Denmark. And with the twins I don’t think you would have lasted in a car that long for us to get away. Although given what happened I wish I had of planned something, maybe things would have been different” he says tailing off for a second. “But I figured since it’s our last pregnancy we should do one. And you just need some time away babe.”

“Okay but do we need all of this? It’s a big space”

“I considered getting a room in the main building” he pulls you closer to his broad shoulders one hand trailing up to your ass “but I didn’t want to get a noise complaint.”

He gives you a firm squeeze eliciting a squeal from you. He falls onto his back pulling you down on top of him. The two of you spend a few hours tangled in bed, clothes haphazardly strewn around the room. Fred switches from his mouth to his fingers to his hard cock, you’ve had so many orgasms you’ve lose count. By the end you don’t know what causes you to pull apart; the soreness of your heat or the rumbling of your stomachs.

**

It’s your last afternoon away and time has flown by. The two of you have taken a few walks around the property, and are now on a hike into the canyon to a small waterfall. Since you are on the resort during off-peak time and haven’t seen anyone since you left for your walk over a half hour ago.

You read about a nearby waterfall and wanted to check it out. Fred was concerned the walk might be too hard, even though you aren’t that pregnant yet but you managed to convince him to do the short hike through the canyon.

About twenty minutes in you could feel the sweat dripping down your back so you were very happy when you rounded the corner and found the pool. Today is abnormally hot day in California, so the refreshingly cool water was nice against your warm skin.

You spent a few minutes wading through the water before finding your way to the waterfall. You tilt your head back running your hands through your hair as the water trails down your body. You glance at Fred from the corner of your eye; his gaze locked on your body. He watches the water roll off your sun kissed skin and over your bump; and you see the fabric of his shorts begin to tent.

“The waterfall is nice” you smile walking over to him.

“Looked like it” he smirks as your hands wrap around his tanned neck.

“I brought you here because you told me the view is spectacular” he says pressing his hands into your back. “You have spent the entire time looking at me.”

“My view is very nice” you smirk up at him. His once golden brown eyes are pooling with lust as he closes the gap; pulling your lips to his. Your tongues danced in the others mouth for who know how long. Not only does his skin have the glow of the sun he tastes like it too.

The kiss starts slow and passionate but quickly turns into a fight for dominance, tongues against one another, teeth slightly clashing. Every time one of you pulls away to catch your breath the others lips would quickly find them. Your lips are swollen, your chap stick smeared on his, you can taste the sweat that has pooled on his upper lip. His fingers begin to slowly trail down your warm skin, slipping under your bikini bottoms.

A light breeze rustles the leaves of the trees; the waterfall gently crashes into the water around you. That alone is enough to take your breath away, but instead the man in front of you keeps stealing it. He spins you around; your hands landing on one of the large granite boulders surrounding the waterfall.

His knee gently spreads your legs apart, one of his large hands slinking down the front of your bathing suit. It reaches your core, gently stroking over it.

You whimper at the contact. Partially because of how much you want him, the other part because of how sensitive you are. His tongue grazes along the skin of your neck; biting and sucking love marks.

A shiver dances down your spine while his hands trail over your waist. Growling, he presses his clothed member into your back. He begins to push your bathing suit down your legs when you hear some voices coming up the trail.

You hear some Danish fall from his lips as he pulls your bathing suit back up your body “If we had of stayed in our room nobody would have interrupted us” he groans pulling himself out of the water.

“Yeah but we wouldn’t have seen the waterfall in our room” you tease taking his hand. He helps you out with ease, carefully guiding you away from the slick surface.

“You barely looked at the waterfall. You practically mauled me once we got here” he laughs handing you your clothes. You scoff in response, but you know it’s true. Your mouth clamps shut while a devilish grin spreads across his face.

“It’s the hormones” you mumble pulling your dress up your body. You hear the other group’s voices getting louder as they approach the waterfall.

“I don’t care what it is I like it” he gently lifts your chin and presses a soft kiss to your lips. You hear the sound of a camera shutter and pull away, seeing Fred captured a picture with the waterfall in the background.

“Figured we should get one picture together people like to see vacation pictures” he gently kisses your temple. “I mean the ones I took last night cannot be shared.”

Your eyes go wide and heat reaches your cheeks, but a smile crosses your face. He pulls you into his chest, hiding your embarrassment in his shirt. “Should let me take more pictures, maybe a video…be useful on the road.”

“Frederik” you scold as the group walks by; they are too engaged in their own conversation to hear you.

“Definitely say that in the video” he smirks.

Before you have a chance to respond he gives you a soft smack on the ass and walks away. You stand stunned for a few seconds before catching up to him, his arm wrapping over your shoulder while you begin the short hike back.

“What should I wear tonight?” you ask standing in your bathrobe. You just washed off the sunscreen and sweat from your body and are preparing for your final dinner tonight. You are leaning against the door frame brushing your teeth while Fred grips his shirt.

You watch as the fabric moist with sweat is clinging to his body. He pulls it up revealing his stomach followed by his chest. Your eyes however don’t follow the trail of exposed skin, instead they linger an inch above his hiking shorts that are hanging a little too low, waiting to be dropped.

“(Y/N)” he snaps his fingers and your eyes meet his. He has a smirk on his face but ignores what you are doing. “I said we’re ordering room service and staying in so wear whatever.”

“Okay” you smile.

You hear the sound of his shorts hitting the floor and you stop listening; your eyes following the sound. You stare over his body, your eyes flutter closed as his boxers land on the floor. When you finally open them you see Fred’s ass as he walks towards the shower. You aren’t sure if it’s the steam from the shower or your core being ignited by his naked body, but you feel your hands get clammy and your entire body gets hot.

“Hey babe” you moan wrapping your arms around Fred; your face is pressed into his back breathing in his cologne and body wash, your hand resting low on his stomach. He adjusts to pull you in front of him placing a soft kiss on your head.

“Hey beautiful” he mumbles against your skin. You shake your head slightly rolling your eyes but before you can say anything his lips find yours. You are wearing a pair of sweat shorts and a loose t-shirt; no make-up and after drying your hair you pulled it into a messy bun on top of your head. Fred must have sensed your energy level, because he is wearing a simple grey t-shirt with some loose track pants.

“Dinner’s here” he says leading you out to the back deck. He takes you to the table placing a fleece blanket over your lap. While the temperature during the day gets pretty warm; at night it can get fairly cool. Fred knowing you get cold pretty easily is always one step ahead, doing anything he can to keep you comfortable.

He sets a plate in front of you, pulling off the lid to reveal your favourite meal, one you haven’t had in ages. It can take a bit of time to prepare and with three young children you haven’t had the time.

“How did you manage this? It’s not on the room service menu” you say. Fred’s hand gently rubs your back “I have my ways” he responds.

You fall into easy conversation; you try to bring up the wedding but Fred immediately shuts down your attempts telling you this trip is supposed to help you forget about all that stress. But planning a wedding in a foreign country has proven difficult; especially with the language barrier.

While you speak some Danish, you struggle when people speak too fast for you to process what they are saying. And the planner speaks some English but there are definitely some gaps between the two of you. Charlotte has been helping meeting with the planner on occasion and some of the vendors to help give you a better idea of how things will look.

But she showed up with a list of topics, pictures and videos of place settings and décor ideas the planner has been working on. She hoped the videos would help you visualize how everything will appear on your wedding day; but it also meant an extensive list of items to tackle in a short period of time.

A part of you wishes you took Fred’s offer to postpone the wedding until the following summer; or to do it in North America. But you know everything will fall into place and be worth it in the end.

Fred finishes his dinner first, pulling the white cotton napkin up to his lips. He gently runs the fabric through his fingers, you watch as the fabric dances through his digits. You get lost watching him fold the fabric and drop it on his lap. As his fingers dip out of view you wish it was your folds his fingers would be dipping inside of.

Fred puts his plate back on the tray and stares out at the golf course watching the sun begin to disappear out of view. The wind from earlier has died down, the only sound is the occasional bird and the faint sprinklers running in the distance. You finish your dinner; the sound of your cutlery on the plate catches Fred’s attention.

“You like your dinner” he asks turning his head to yours.

“It was amazing” you respond as he takes your plate setting it on the tray. He grabs two other plates bringing them over, and pulling the lid off to reveal a small white cake and another that has larger chocolate cake, that is more than enough for the two of you.

“I think one cake is enough” you laugh. While you have had some cravings you haven’t been craving many sweets; let alone two cakes. He sets the knife and two plates on the table and sits down. He taps on his leg, indicating for you to join. You sit on his lap pulling the blanket over yourself your legs.

“This one” he runs his finger through the chocolate icing and brings it to your mouth. You open your mouth and he slips his finger in. Your mouth closes around him; your tongue licks up the side cleaning the icing off. A light moan leaves your lips your eyes staying locked on his. He pulls it out with a grin “is just a normal chocolate cake.”

His index finger reaches over to gather some of the icing from the other cake. “And this one” he brings it to your mouth again. Your smile and open your mouth again; bringing your tongue out to lick the icing off. You almost see Fred shudder under you, a groan leaving him when your lips wrap around his finger.

“This one” he repeats through a shaky exhale “is a special cake.” He slowly pulls his finger from you and you quirk and eye brow at him.

“See at that ultrasound a few days ago the doctor determined the gender. I called and got them to send the results to the hotel and this cake can tell us what’s going on in here” his hand rubs over your stomach. Your head falls back with a groan and you laugh lightly. While you have found out during the last two pregnancies a part of you doesn’t want to find out for this one.

“We don’t have to, that’s why I got the second cake. We can not eat the vanilla one, leave it and not find out” he says. “Instead of a crazy party I thought maybe we could go simple, like with Ollie.”

You smile remembering Canada Day almost four years ago, showing up at his apartment with a little white box. You were worried with the humid Toronto air the icing might melt off and you had no idea if he wanted to know the gender, and in all honestly you barely remember the actual eating of the cupcake. You remember the excitement finding out you were going to have a son, and what happened after.

“I thought maybe this one could be a surprise.”

“A surprise” his body shakes with laughter. “You want a surprise? You who plans every detail wants this to be a surprise? You plan our dinners out the week before.”

You laugh slightly and curl up more into his lap, your hand falling onto his chest. “I mean we have three kids, and we know this one will grow out of clothes before it has a chance to wear them all. Apart from picking a name why does it matter to find out? And we can pick two names.”

You stare into his dark brown eyes, glistening under the light of the moon. He brings his lips to yours, his mustache tickling your upper lip, his hand tangling in your hair. His tongue slips inside your mouth, moaning as your tongue does to his what it did his finger. Your tongues swirl in each other’s mouths; your hands gently raking through his beard.

He pulls away; sucking on your lower lip. He grins at you “we don’t have to find out babe.” He leans forward putting the lid back on the one cake “that’s why I got two.”

“Do you want to find out?” you ask with a sigh because if he is committed to the idea you would do it for him.

“Like you said it doesn’t really matter and even if we pick out a name we’ll probably change it. Ollie didn’t have a name for an entire day”

“That’s not what I asked” you respond.

“We both have to be 100% because there is no going back. So if you aren’t 100% sure we won’t.”

He grabs a fork and dives into the cake, not even bothering to cut a piece. He brings it to your mouth your lips closing around it. He slowly pulls the fork out eyes never leaving yours as he grabs another bite, this time for himself.

You continue to sit on his lap while he feeds you cake. Every two or three bites you get he gives one to himself. After eating more than a third of the cake Fred sets the fork down. He wipes away some icing that is clinging to the edge of your lip, sucking it off his thumb.

Without saying anything you pull yourself from his lap and put the plates of cake back on the tray. You begin to make your way inside. Looking over your shoulder with a smirk you see Fred following behind you, setting the tray on the kitchen table. You continue to walk down the hall barely making it a few feet when catches up to you.

He quickly picks you up, eliciting a squeal from you. Your arms wrap around his neck while carried you bridal style up the stairs. Your mouth finds his neck and begins to suck a few centimetres from his ear. You hear a soft groan as you shift slightly get closer and suck harder.

“Baby” he groans but you don’t let up, teeth grazing along his skin. “(Y/N) we have to see my mom tomorrow you really want to do that in such an obvious spot?”

You pull your head away eyes narrowing as you smirk at him. He places you on the bed and pulls his shirt off revealing his toned chest. Your eyes go wide and you take a gulp taking in his body, a sight you have yet to get used to.

The bed dips and Fred’s mouth finds your neck his hand pushing the fabric up your stomach grazing over your bump. His teeth find your ear lobe as your back arches; your head falling onto the pillow.

A light moan leaves your lips; Fred’s mouth only leaves momentarily to pull your shirt over your head. He groans when he sees you aren’t wearing a bra, before long Fred’s mouth is back on you. He mumbles praises in between kissing your breast; you are so caught up in your pleasure you can barely focus on his voice. His hand finds your other one and begins to roll your nipple through his calloused fingers.

“You look so beautiful” he gently places some soft kisses on your stomach. Your back arches and your breathing increases, trying to focus on Fred’s voice. His mouth trails up your body gently sucking on your collarbone “so beautiful with my baby in your belly.”

“Fred” you croak. You feel him smile against your skin but he just presses his mouth in harder to your shoulder sucking a spot against your skin. His entire hand cups your breast beginning to massage it; your neck tilting to allow him more access.

“You’re gonna look so good with my dick in you soon” he mumbles in your ear.

“Fred” you groan finding the strength to push his shoulders “yeah baby” he smirks his head popping up.

“Remember years ago when we found out we were having a boy with Ollie” you ask getting your breath back.

“Mhm” he responds. He lifts higher to look down into your eyes, his brown eyes glazed with arousal staring down at you as his hand running through your hair.

“Remember how after you took me back to your room”

“Mhm” he hums. You pull his face closer, lips hovering an inch from yours. His chain dangles down hitting your chin his warm breath blowing on you.

“Remember when…”

“I pinned you against the door” he smirks bringing his mouth back to your neck

“Yeah…” you trail off. “I was thinking after that.”

“When I fucked your throat” he purrs against your skin.

“Before that” you groan “you tied me up and…blindfolded me.”

You feel his mouth curl up against your neck, his dick twitching against your hip. Mumbled curse words spill from his neck; as he slowly rises from the bed. He walks over to the dresser and begins rummaging through the drawers; you quickly pull your shorts down your legs throwing them into the growing pile of discarded clothes.

Fred walks out of the closet and seeing you naked splayed on the bed for him he quickly shimmies out of his pants. A gasp leaves you as his hard cock slaps against his stomach. In a few long strides Fred is straddling your chest, while he pulls your hands above your head.

Cool leather rubs against your wrists, as he fastens them to the headboard. After he tightens the belt you give your wrists a tug; Fred grins looking at his work.

You feel your mouth water knowing his hard cock is centimetres from your lips oozing with precum. You lick your lips and raise your head attempting to take him in. The last thing you see is Fred’s grin before the silk tie is wrapped around your eyes.

“You good elskede?” he asks.

“Yes” you hiss in response. The anticipation has your heat inflamed and dripping but Fred takes his time. He begins to slowly shift down the bed, leaving warm open mouth kisses on your body. You clench your thighs in search of friction and swear you hear him mumbling against your skin.

The weight around you shifts while he trails down your body, soon your legs are hooked over Fred’s shoulders. He blows on your folds sending a shiver coursing through your body. His tongue gently licks up your folds as you squirm under him.

“You taste so good” he mumbles his beard rubbing on the inside of your legs. One of his hands grip your thighs, nails digging into them as the other attaches to your clit. His thumb presses soft circles into your clit as his tongue flicks into your pussy. Two fingers slip inside you and scissor you open slowly thrusting inside you.

“Fuck” you gasp as his long fingers pump in and out of your folds. You try to reach down to grip his red locks but instead the leather snaps your wrists back down causing you to groan.

“You wanted to be tied up babygirl” he chuckles softly sucking on the inside of your thigh. His fingers increase in speed, his thumb pressing harder into your bundle of nerves.

Your moans turn to whimpers as your orgasm begins to approach. Fred sensing you’re getting close and replaces his thumb with his mouth, sucking hard. His fingers hit deep and hard with each thrust while your legs tighten around his head.

You roll your hips, pressing your clit into his mouth. Fred groans into your pussy, his lips vibrating against your core. Fred continues his pace; sucking on your clit. Deep groans and slews of curse words are filling the room. You are thankful Fred got you a private house; any neighbours would for sure file a noise complaint due to the sounds you are making.

Again you try to move your arms and the belt snaps pulling you back down to the mattress. You feel your orgasm rip through you, Fred working you through it. His fingers pump in and out of your walls groaning as your warm cum spills down his fingers. You bite your bottom lip drawing blood, your breath temporarily getting caught in your chest.

His fingers slow as your orgasm tapers off before finally pulling them out of you. His tongue gently finds your folds, lapping up your juices. Finally his mouth pulls away and he sets your legs down crawling up your body.

“You okay?” he mumbles into your neck. You can feel his hard member poking at your entrance and you nod in response.

“Need words elskede” his member gently stroking over your folds coating itself in your juice.

“Yes” you pant out “so good.”

Your hips arch up trying to get some more contact but Fred pulls away slightly with a deep seeded chuckle. “Blindfold okay? Want your hands undone?” he asks.

You smile slightly, even though you can’t see his face you can feel the concern and love radiating from his voice. “I’m good babe, promise.”

That’s all Fred needs to hear. Gentle, but intentional; he slides in, agonizingly slow. He pulls back painfully slow and your legs wrap around his back. Your warm heat welcomes him, pulling further inside. You feel one of his large hands reach the back of your thigh lifting your ass to give him a deeper angle.

“More” you groan after a few slow thrusts. Fred chuckles and snaps his hips increasing his speed. His hands roam up the underside of your thigh and give your ass a firm squeeze. His mouth dips down kissing the space between your breasts. Your back arches in response, his beard tickling your chest.

Fred hits your cervix with every thrust at a feverish pace. His large hand rubs over your stomach before finding your breast, engulfing the whole thing with his hand. He pinches your nipple and you roll your hips up on him.

You try to move your hands once more groaning with the restrictions. You make a fist, nails digging into your palms; likely leaving crescent shaped marks. His hand drags lightly up your skin before finding your neck. His thumb strokes over your skin a few times, lightly gripping you.

“Fre…eddd…ie” you moan punctuated by every one of his thrusts, the headboard rattling against the wall.

You can feel the familiar bubbling deep in your core, your second orgasm of the night developing. You feel him stutter chasing his own release. His hand around your neck begins to tighten; your airway being restricted.

You feel beads of sweat land on your chest as curse words fall from his lips. His hand tightens and he gives you a few more deep thrusts before your orgasm washes over you. Your walls clench around him, legs tightening around his back as your heels dig into his back,

Fred works you through your high as you scream his name. You feel Fred’s dick twitch and he spills deep inside of you with a loud groan. Warm ribbons coats your walls white and Fred collapses on top of you He releases your throat and you take a few gasps, your lungs refilling with oxygen.

His head lands in the crook of your neck and you feel his chest heaving as he catches his breath. You both lie in post orgasmic bliss, Fred murmuring incoherent praises against your shoulder.

After a few minutes you feel Fred tug on the end of his tie, releasing it from your face. You blink a few times your eyes adjusting to the light. Fred reaches above you and undoes the belt, the buckle clanging as he throws it on the wood floor.

“Hey” Fred whispers.

“Hi” you smile.

“That okay?” he asks pulling your hands down; gently rubbing over the red marks on your wrists where some bruises will likely be tomorrow.

You hum in response, Fred’s lips gently press against yours. He slowly pulls out; some of his cum leaking down your thighs as you groan from the emptiness. He crawls off the bed and you roll over grabbing your water from the bedside table.

Fred returns with some clothes setting them on the bed beside you as he brings a damp towel to your folds. You whimper at the contact while he gently wipes you up and throws the towel on the floor. He pulls a clean pair of boxers up his broad thighs and a t-shirt over your shoulders.

A large yawn falls from your lips and Fred helps you under the duvet and you curl up beside him. His hand lands on your stomach his thumb rubbing soft circles as you quickly fall asleep.

The next morning you crawl into back into bed, Fred still asleep. You prop the pillows against the headboard and sit upright looking over to the man beside you. He is lying on his stomach arms stretched under his pillows. Messy red locks have fallen into his eyes and are splayed over the pillow.

You bring the steaming mug up to your lips, lemon and honey filling the air. You take a few sips before setting the cup down bringing over the plate. You take a mouthful of food and the sound of your fork hitting the plate causes Fred to stir.

“Morning” you say softly brushing his hair back.

“Morning” he says through a raspy voice, eyes fluttering open.

“Are you eating cake?” he mumbles and you just laugh in response bringing another bite to your lips.

“You can’t eat cake for breakfast” he scolds.

“Says who; I’m an adult” you retort eating another bite.

He shakes his head and crawls up beside you. You set the fork down and brush a few stray hairs away from his eyes. Fred turns his attention to your stomach, talking to your growing bump as his hand soothes over it. You set the plate on the bedside table and grab your mug. You close your eyes, running your hands through his hair listening to his calming voice.

“Babe, why are both the cakes here?” he asks.

“I was thinking maybe we could find out” you say and Fred crawls up your body slightly.

“Yeah?” he asks. You nod in response and are immediately met by a soft kiss. You reach over and grab the vanilla cake but before you can dig in Fred stops you.

“So this cake is a little different” he explains. “I know you hate the colours that go along with the gender stereotypes. So instead of pink and blue there is banana for a boy or grape for a girl.”

“So the cake is flavoured?” you ask.

“No cake is vanilla but the icing inside is flavoured to match one of the fruits” he says.

“And why banana and grape?” you ask.

“Well banana starts with B like boy and grape starts with”

“G” you cut him off.

Fred grabs the second fork “ready” he raises his eyebrow at you “close your eyes.”

You give him a sideways glance “they told me the flavours are better when faint. That they can become overpowering, so they also recommended dying the icing” he explains. “But let’s see if we can tell from the taste first.”

“Okay” you say closing your eyes “ready.”

Next Chapter

[ashdoescomics]

things my sister said while watching avatar (pt.2)

so we finished the series today and here’s what my sister had to say about it:

calling iroh “unproblematic king”

calling master pakku a “haughty ass bitch”

(referring to the fight b/n pakku and katara) “this is how cardjitsu should have gone in club penguin”

“i don’t remember this scene in avengers” in reference to hammer man in ep 19

*mumbles melody of “secret tunnel”* “tHIS IS WHERE ITS FROM?? I HEARD THIS ON TIKTOK”

(cave of lovers) “i don’t like these very precarious and awkward situations thEY ARE LIKE BROTHER AND SISTERRR”

“i don’t know how to feel about that”

“sokka’s fuckin,, gumby, he’s been thrown around so many times *singing* i been broke so many times...”

“pentapox is just coronavirus”

(when the villagers of omashu pretend to be sick) “coronavirus, colorized, 2020”

(mai, ty lee, and azula) “they look like the hex girls but asian”

(angry katara) “tag yourself i’m katara like 24/7”

“yes wash appa wash that boy, wash him like he’s a nintendog”

“I SHIP TY LEE AND MAI”

“zuko’s higher up on the scale above sokka. especially now that zuko’s getting good & sensitive and also maybe because he has hair now”

“general iroh was the og chick-fil-a employee, little did everyone know that chick-fil-a was based off of a true story and this man founded it uncle iroh is the CEO of nice chick-fil-a employees”

(whenever zuko is on screen) “here he is the king here is the KING”

“mai and zuko are the e-couple, the ultimate goth”

(the beach episode) “you’re against the whole baywatch team playing volleyball”

“zuko’s the skinniest one out of all of them he looks like nothing”

“what’s even is zuko and mai’s relationship??”

(after zuko and mai break up) “and now to get zuko and katara together”

“LITERALLY ZUTARA. PERIOD”

(to no ponytail sokka) “ohoho hello, sokka with hair”

“the fact is that zuko is secretly a softie and i like him”

“he’s not an asshole anymore and now there’s appeal”

“i want you to put down on your notes that sokka looks like lil huddy”

“the beach episode is literally ap psych girls examining emotions”

“toph is basically a land dolphin, she sees with her echolocation feet without the screaming or something”

“i take it back, zuko is a hot boi”

(when i looked at my sister, expecting a reaction from seeing sozin and roku as friends) “huh? what, are they gay? what’s going on”

(referring to toph) “oh, to see without my eyes”

“katara is such a mom”

(when toph pays sokka to keep the poster a secret) “toph is sokka’s sugar daddy”

(katara bending her own sweat) “oh my god, that was just sweat, that’s actually gross, i just remembered they didn’t have deodorant in this time”

(bloodbending) “that’s exactly what i was afraid of”

“katara is the tiger mom of the group”

“zuko is soft boy i love him”

“zuko really had a glow up damn”

“katara is the neosporin of the group”

(when zuko and aang get goo’ed to the ceiling and aang asks what they should do) “sleepover!!”

(zuko: i’m never happy) “me, after i get two pumps of serotonin in my venti starbucks macchiato”

“that’s rough buddy has the same energy as oof”

(prison riot & sokka says, ‘good, everyones here’) “dude we’re getting the band back together”

“suki and sokka? i see it... i still miss yue tho”

“mai is emotionless queen”

“i do have mixed feelings about her character tho”

“i love ty lee”

“everyone really just turned on azula like that”

“zuko and katara have impeccable chemistry of they complement each other”

*screams* “tHEYRE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER THO”

(literally all of the theatre ep) “*quoting MBMBAM* ‘i am very uncomfortable with the energy we’ve created in the studio today’”

(me: i thought aang was vegan) “hes vegetarian vegans don’t exist”

“avatar yangchen has jojo siwa’s forehead”

“azula’s sO annoying”

“man, toph’s back must hurt from literally carrying the entire team on her shoulders”

“the white lotus are the boomer benders: water boomer, air boomer, and hey you got bumi boomer in there too so it all works out”

“azula was the blueprint for quarantine girls, did you SEE her haircut?? no wonder all these girls are cutting their bangs like her”

(ozai setting stuff on fire) “ladies and gentlemen, this is the amazon wildfires, colorized, 2019”

(mocks azula) “i cHaLLenGe yOu to aGNi kAi!!!”

*screams when aang doesn’t redirect the lightning to ozai* “FUCKING IDIOT”

(gets up to leave) “ok i’m dizzy let’s space out episodes 20 and 21”

(returns not even 3 seconds later) “yknow what why not, play episode 21”

i hope y’all enjoyed my sister’s headassery this was very entertaining for me lol

[fluttershys-lament]

my fanfiction sins because i have nothing better to do

no one is interested in this BUT i’ll write it anyways, so 20 or 40 y\o me looks at this and will be like 👁👄👁

summary of all of this: i just read fanfics because of ships, well, sometimes-

edit: this probably has grammar errors, are you sure you want to read this--

9-10 years old: pokemon, mostly leaf x blue\gary\that rival. they were from different pages and for some i had to use google translate, but i remember two, one was in fanfiction.net, and the other was on another site (idk the name) that had a fricking (slightly?) nsfw scene and i didn’t fucking realize until now

that same age idk: mario. and i read them on blogs?¿ (the ones that were made with blogger lskgjkdslfgj)

frick im trying to remember the name of the sites but i can’t, all i remember is that one of ‘em had some images of the princesses and said something like “daisy rules”, and it had a beach ball as the favicon. While the other site had the color black as background, and the fics were mostly about “if mario and the rest were married and had kids” and “if they were kids at school” (damn one time mario cussed)

11-12: club penguin and gravity falls (cp: dA and wattpad) (gf: wattpad and only like two fics)

ok they were mostly about cadenky (?, and had selfships (the authorxgary, and other author x rookie), and for what i remember they were good skdjgsfkljg

13 (only for a month tho): animal crossing (fanfiction.net), mostly isabellexvillager,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,please i was 13

that same month (dec): mario, again, but in fanfiction.net and not all of ‘em were ships (yay), but i couldn’t finish ‘em because i got bored

january\februay (this year): super paper mario. it was mostly mrl\luigixdimentio (thanks lizadale ladfkljsg)

sooo, i don’t know how i discovered lizadale’s blog and read the fic (? and then searched for mrlxdim in google,,,,,, please don’t do that (it was 2 am, i clicked on that wattpad fic, it said it was lemon but i didn’t know what the HELL that was (i thought it would include literal lemons (?¿), so i just read it, it was “fine” the first two chapters until i read the third one and well :^))

after march: KIRBY sakjgkslgjfg, all of em (notreally but a lot), in ao3 :D

if you actually read all of this, I am very sorry for you but I can’t compensate you financially

[aion-rsa]

Where in Fiction Would You Spend Christmas?

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It’s been a staying-in kind of year. That New Year’s Resolution you made to travel more? It’s gained 20 pounds, started cutting its own hair and is now in a jigsaw club with your neighbour Ken. The only marathon you’ve completed in 2020 is a Battlestar Galactica rewatch. The only mountain you’ve climbed is the metaphorical one it takes to shower daily. That beach trip you’d planned? It went okay actually. You made some bells by selling coconuts to Nook’s Cranny and dug up a bunch of Manila Clams with a flimsy shovel.

For obvious reasons, escape is on our minds this year more than most. So we started thinking, if you had your wishing socks on, where in the collected imaginations of everyone who’s ever dreamt up a film, TV show, game or book, would you spend the holidays? On the holodeck of the Starship Enterprise or roasting on an open fire with The Simpsons, exchanging gifts with Ewoks or witnessing Scrooge McDuck’s transformation from miser to philanthropist first hand?  

To get things started, here’s what our writers picked…

Alec Bojalad would spend Christmas … reveling with the Sterling Cooper staff on Mad Men

If I’m to indulge this hypothetical in which I’m torn away from one reality and thrust into another, one thing is very clear: I will have to be extremely intoxicated to avoid my heart exploding from the stressful terror of it all. Thankfully, I know exactly where in pop culture to go to get absolutely blitzed: Mad Men. In terms of sheer debauchery, a Sterling Cooper Christmas party probably falls somewhere between a Bacchanalian orgy and Valhalla itself. As Don, Roger, Bert, Peggy, and company gather together to celebrate another successful year schmoozing clients and sexually harassing one another, I will don my finest 1960s attire and infiltrate the festive event. 

As Don Draper wonders who this soft-bodied weirdo in an ill-fitting suit is, I’ll catch up with Harry Crane about television. Then I’ll ask to see Bert Cooper’s weird tentacle porn painting. Sometime around my 9th J&B Whisky on the rocks I’ll visit the secretarial pool and beg them to demand better treatment because “you’ree ssssooo strong and eleganttt. Don’t listen to thessseee men. They’re Mad Men.” Hopefully I’ll be taken away to an old-timey hospital at that point, given electroshock treatment, and return back to my own continuity.  

Ryan Britt would spend Christmas… at Deanna and Will’s cabin from Star Trek: Picard

When Jean-Luc Picard uses the spatial projector to zap himself and Soji across the galaxy to the planet Nepethene, the result is a cozy pizza dinner with Will Riker, Deanna Troi and their daughter Kestra. For those who had been pining for more ‘90s nostalgia in this Trek series, the episode ‘Nepthene’ delivered, but with a strong shot of realism. Although Picard was written and created before the Covid-19 pandemic, the idea that Riker and Troi would leave the busy and crowded life of Starfleet, and retire in a remote cabin to protect their family is a choice many have actually faced in 2020. As people around the world have fled pandemic epicenters and tried to put shields around their own families, the peaceful and remote home of the Riker-Trois represents the optimistic ideal of Star Trek with a quiet, and very close-to-home twist. 

Spending time with the Riker-Troi family would mean great conversation, great music (oh the jazz!) and, above all, great food. I would happily put my own family in their ‘pod’ if only so Kestra could teach my three-year-old daughter the best way to construct a bow and arrow, and of course, how to learn that secret language of butterflies. 

Then, after the kids were in bed, having a glass of wine or some Romulan whiskey with Will out on the porch sounds pretty damn perfect. 2020 has been tough. A bear hug from Riker seems like the perfect Christmas gift of all. 

Caroline Preece would spend Christmas… at The Muppet Christmas Carol’s Penguin Skating Party

Ever since young-me set eyes on the ultra-festive world of The Muppet Christmas Carol I’ve wanted to visit. I can’t imagine a better way to spend Christmas Eve than in the cuddly version of Dickens’ cautionary tale, helping Kermit and his co-workers tidy up Scrooge’s office for the holidays, dancing down the snowy London streets and attending the Penguins’ annual Christmas skating party as the ultimate topper to a perfect evening. 

As well as being super-merry and joyous (‘tis the season), judging by Kermit’s performance on the ice, they let anyone take part.

It could just be the general lack of socialising and festive frivolity in 2020, but Bob Cratchit’s hopeful walk home from the office (remember the office?!?) on the night before Christmas has always epitomised the idea that the anticipation of Christmas Day is the best part. Add to that a trip to the market to pick up some singing vegetables, or the cosy Cratchit dinner with Miss Piggy and their gaggle of pig and frog offspring, and it’s a version of old-timey festive cheer that will always hold a place in my heart.

Louisa Mellor would spend Christmas… with the strippers in Hustlers

This choice won’t reflect well on me. It’s neither edifying nor improving and has a core of savage capitalist consumerism, which is probably what makes it so Christmassy. Midway through Lorraine Scafaria’s Hustlers – a film about a group of strippers who right the wrongs of the 2008 financial crisis by drugging Wall Street guys to run up their company credit cards – there’s a scene that’d make anyone’s heart grow three sizes. 

A dozen lap dancers gather for Christmas in a high-end apartment, their daughters and a grandmother in tow. Dressed in luxe loungewear and chunky gold, their skin glowing like a sucked butterscotch, they swap gifts, smile and sing and dance and thank the lord for their sisters. Expensive elegance is everywhere. Someone gets a fur coat, somebody else a pair of animal-print Louboutins. The woman who dips the dancers’ tits in bowls of ice before they go on stage is given an iPhone 4. Mostly though, they give each other affirmation. Without a natural hair colour, nude fingernail or a man in sight, it’s a dream family Christmas. Picture a Norman Rockwell painting with Jennifer Lopez in gold lamé, a cashmere Santa hat and a balcony bra. Feel-good festive perfection. 

Michael Ahr would spend Christmas… secluded in Hogwarts

Some may have found Harry Potter’s winter holidays without his friends rather lonely, but I can think of nothing more magical than having the vast empty halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry all to myself. Why let the staff have the warm, dry, magical snow that fell annually in the Great Hall all to themselves? Not being of school age myself anymore, I might choose to share a butterbeer (or perhaps a hot buttered rum) with Dumbledore and Hagrid by a roaring fire.

I might even be tempted to make the trip to Hogsmeade to see all the shops decked out with lights and blanketed in snow. I’d still be able to enjoy the comparative solitude without all the kids running around, but I’m almost certain there would be a group of carolers wandering about the square, never mind the singing enchanted suits of armor back at the school. And of course, if I could pick a particular present, I’d choose to receive the same amazing gift Harry received that first Christmas from Dumbledore: his father’s Invisibility Cloak. I’d likewise pass it along as a family heirloom to my own children on some Christmas morning to come.

Jamie Andrew would spend Christmas… in a Deep Space Nine Holosuite

At first, I entertained the idea of spending Christmas in Baltimore with the denizens of The Wire, mainly because I liked the idea of children running up and down the streets hollering, ‘Omar’s coming!’ moments before the shotgun-wielding Robin Hood of the Hood came swaggering down the street wearing a big red coat and a white beard, tossing out bank notes and whistling ‘We Wish You a Merry Christmas’. Then I realised that the chances of me ending up a corpse inside a boarded-up derelict building before the turkey was even cooked were surprisingly high, so I thought I’d try Christmas with Frasier Crane and family instead. Unfortunately, my foreknowledge of Martin’s and Eddie’s deaths would cloud the occasion, and I’d probably spend all night slumped crying in Martin’s recliner, unable to tell anyone why I was so upset without violating the temporal time directive. 

Best, then, to spend Yule time on Deep Space Nine. Christianity and its associated festive traditions don’t appear to exist in the 24th Century, so after saying hello to Sisko and co., and maybe playing a bit of Dabo at Quark’s, I’d probably spend the rest of my time in a faithful Holosuite reproduction of a 1990s Irish bar on New Year’s Eve getting absolutely wasted with fellow Celt Chief O’Brien. Now THAT’S what I call Christmas. 

Juliette Harrisson would spend Christmas… in Narnia

Not, of course, the White Witch’s eternal winter, when it’s always winter but never Christmas, but a regular Christmas in Narnia. It would, of course, be a white Christmas because otherwise, how would Father Christmas come and deliver presents to everyone? So I could spend the season in a snowy woodland surrounded by magical creatures, and be in with a chance of a really good present. Or possibly a sewing machine.

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On the first moonlit night when there’s snow on the ground, Narnian fauns, dryads, and dwarfs perform the Great Snow Dance, with the fauns and dryads dancing around while the dwarfs throw snowballs that don’t hit them (an often forgotten detail from the book version of The Silver Chair!). I would join in, although possibly not throw any snowballs as my aim isn’t that good. Then I’d go back to Mr Tumnus’s for sardines and cake on Christmas Eve and talk to him about his somewhat dubious taste in books (just what is Nymphs And Their Ways about, eh Tumnus?). I’d spend Christmas Day up at the castle of Cair Paravel, eating and drinking like a Queen, and then I’d go visit Mr and Mrs Beaver on Boxing Day for a feast of leftovers and maybe a little light ice fishing.

John Saavedra would spend Christmas…celebrating Life Day with Star Wars’ Poe Dameron 

No one has ever cared so much about Life Day, the Star Wars galaxy’s own version of Christmas, as much as ace pilot Poe Dameron does in the Lego Star Wars Holiday Special. From decorating the Millennium Falcon and choosing the right Life Day sweater to roasting the traditional tip-yip (also known as Endorian chicken), Poe shows there’s something much stronger than the Force in the Star Wars universe: holiday spirit. Who knew the Resistance hero best known for his knack at blowing stuff up had such a soft spot? 

Hanging with Poe on Life Day would mean chestnuts roasting on an open exhaust engine, drinking whatever passes for cocoa in the Star Wars galaxy, hanging out with Wookiees on their homeworld of Kashyyyk, singing festive carols in Huttese, and finding just the right Life Day tree for the Falcon. It’d also mean dancing to the hip tunes of Max Rebo’s drum (the rest of his band is unfortunately no longer with us) and partying with Lando Calrissian, Finn, Rose, Rey, Jannah, Mon Calamari, Jawas, Rodians, Ewoks, and maybe even Chewie’s son Lumpy. If you’re not sold by now, your taste in holiday parties might be bantha poodoo. 

Elizabeth Donoghue would spend Christmas…. at The Office’s Classy Christmas

Dunder Mifflin has many memorable Christmas parties, but Steve Carell’s final festive special includes some of my favourite things about The Office; weird Gabe, Michael’s enduring hatred of Toby, and Michael and Holly’s adorable relationship.

After Toby announces he is taking a leave of absence for jury duty (‘Thank you, Scranton Strangler. I love you. You just took one more person’s breath away’) Michael learns that Holly will be returning to Scranton and demands that Pam’s regular Christmas party must get classy. What makes a Christmas classy? A backwards Kangol-esque Santa hat, a red velvet smoking jacket and a quarter of a jazz quartet of course.

I would actively enjoy watching Dwight take down Jim in their snowball fight (total bully, needs to be taken down a peg or two), get drunk with Kelly and Meredith, dance with Phyllis and Erin and learn more about the enigma that is Creed. And although it is slightly more subdued than their Benihana and Moroccan Christmas parties, I’m sure we could keep the party going at a Poor Richard’s after-party.

Kayti Burt would spend Christmas … on Themyscira

The Amazons’ decision to opt out of the “Patriarch’s World” has always been a relatable one, but never so much as in The Year 2020. Historically, I’m not really a beach person, but Themyscira, aka Paradise Island, has a lot going for it: warm weather, a supportive community, and live sporting events where you don’t have to worry about some drunken dudebro spilling cheap beer on your toga. 

As far as I can tell from the Wonder Woman movies, no one (besides Young Diana, who’s usually working through some stuff) ever seems to be having a bad time on Themyscira. And why would you? The pre-Crisis comics incarnation of the island (which I am going to choose to accept as my holiday canon) includes indigeneous kangaroo-like creatures called Kangas that the Amazons ride like horses. Diana’s is called Jumpa; mine will be called Jimmy Hoppa, and we will explore the island’s cascading waterfalls and cliffside terraces together. In the evenings, I will attend performances at the Themysciran amphitheater with my new Amazonian friends or, if I’m feeling introverted, catch up on my book reading and crossword puzzles.

Listen, I wouldn’t want to spend forever on Themyscira—I’d miss my friends, family, and TV shows (Themyscira doesn’t seem to get a good wireless signal)—but a few weeks (or months, especially as I will be quarantining for my first two weeks) for Christmas 2020? Bring me to the enchanted feminist utopia.

Alana Joli Abbott would spend Yule… at the coven house from the Nightcraft Quartet

Witchkind, as presented in Shannon Page’s Nightcraft Quartet, don’t celebrate Christmas, but they do love a good Yuletide celebration. Page’s witches and warlocks are separate from humans, long lived, and magical. Young witches train in the magical arts at a coven house, living there like a dorm; the adult women of the coven (always numbering thirteen) may be involved in scientific research (like protagonist Callie), medicine and healing, or reading Tarot, and they teach their specialties to the young witches. The coven house is a central place where women gather to live, to practice magic together, to celebrate, and to honor traditional rituals. While Callie’s coven in San Francisco has their problems, the community there is caring and genuine, full of both youthful energy and centuries of experienced witchery. 

One of the perks of editing this series is that I get sneak peeks into parts of the story readers haven’t seen yet—including Yule decorations. Rather than cutting down dead trees, witches coax living fir boughs to weave along the walls and mantles, accented with red ribbon and gold—coins, beads, chains. I can imagine the cozy San Francisco coven house filled with witches all rushing to perform their tasks to make the perfect celebration, some of them convincing the fir boughs to expand in just the right ways while others brew hot chocolate or prepare the feast. I picture them eating in the large hall, voices lifted in joyful chatter, and then making their way out to the grounds beyond the house to celebrate beneath the stars, singing midwinter songs and looking forward to the next year. After months of 2020 with smaller communities and less human contact, being surrounded by such a vibrant, magical group of women sounds like just the right way to end my year.

Rosie Fletcher would spend Christmas… with the Roy family from Succession

Go hard or go home, they say, so since I can’t go home this year, I’m going round the Roys. That is, of course, the family at the centre of Succession, a show peopled by the very wealthiest and utterly worst. Festivities would be held at the home of patriarch Logan Roy. His children and their partners would be obliged to attend. Logan would hire a chef to cook, waiting staff to serve, some of whom he would abuse. I would give them sympathetic “I’m sorry” looks but do nothing, secretly thankful Logan’s ire wasn’t focused on me. 

In all likelihood I would be a figure like Greg (the egg), or Tom Wambsgans – mostly tolerated, vaguely despised and very much the second class citizens of the Roy clan, skulking on the periphery as Kendall, Roman and Shiv compete for Logan’s love and oldest son Connor comes up will another entirely ridiculous life plan – I dunno, maybe this year he’s decided that his next career move is to become Santa Claus. 

The food would be extraordinary. The booze the very finest – how long before, like Greg, I would be claiming the bottle of vintage rose champagne I had just motored through was ‘not my favourite’? And the dinner table conversation would be electric. Electric like an electric shock – sharp, painful, disorientating, unexpected. 

So Christmas has become too commercialised? Fine, fuck it. I’ll take the eye-wateringly expensive gift that’s grudgingly bestowed on me, I will gorge on the finest cheeses known to man and coat my tongue with port made from molten rubies, knowing I am on my way to moral bankruptcy and doing it anyway. Go hard or go home…

Kirsten Howard would spend Christmas… singing along in the closing moments of Scrooged 

You’d be hard-pressed to find a Christmas movie that feels as genuinely uplifting during its climax as 1988’s Scrooged. Bill Murray’s arrogant TV boss Frank Cross, having been visited by the Ghosts of Christmases Past, Present and Future, disrupts a live broadcast of A Christmas Carol to rant openly and honestly at the cast and crew (and eventually you) as he makes a passionate case for a life less invested in exploitation and capitalism, and eventually kicks off a collective singalong of Annie Lennox and Al Green’s version of ‘Put a Little Love in Your Heart’.

That’s where I’d like to be this Christmas. Not just to sing along with Bill, but to be around people immediately swept along by the much-less-explored altruistic route of ‘no fucks given’. 

Also hanging out with Bill Murray, though, of course.

So much of the last few years has been a public race to the bottom of Nothing Matters Mountain, but even if it hadn’t all been so demoralising and forced so many of us to reevaluate our priorities, Frank’s message of redemption in love and living as well as we can, while shrugging off our own heavy expectations of success, still feels really special. 

This Christmas, there is light at the end of the tunnel. We may not be able to grab the nearest stranger and sing “put a little love in your heart!” at them right now, but we CAN carry that feeling with us into 2021. As Frank says: “There are people who are having trouble making their miracle happen”. We can always try and find time to stop focusing on our own for a while and to help them.

David Crow would spend Christmas… chilling with Harold and Kumar

Not many people are aware of this, but A Very Harold and Kumar Christmas is the best Harold and Kumar. It may not have the pop culture cache of their medicinal-fueled quest for mini-cheeseburgers, but it does have something very special, indeed: Wafflebot. If you’ve had the misfortune of living your life oblivious to Wafflebot’s existence, allow me to introduce you to a greater world of wonder and magic.

Wafflebot is the best Christmas present to ever come out of Santa’s Workshop. Displaying an eerily sophisticated artificial intelligence for a toy meant only to cook delicious breakfasts, Wafflebot can make you waffles any time by just popping the top and letting that batter drop. But he can also do so much more! Vaguely aware of the concept of friendship, this brunching Frankenstein can learn how to love and appreciate his owners… and defend them from any threat with scalding hot projectile syrup!

With the ability to serve breakfast, save your life, be manipulated into dangerous attack mode, and learn how to see the real you, all while playing a mean drum solo, Wafflebot would make any Christmas a sweetly warm experience. And then Harold and Kumar, and I could also steal a Christmas tree from NPH or something.

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baby, you is a vampire? (4) | jjk

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 1024

Genre: Fluff

Summary: you, reader, meet jeon jungkook on a fine summer’s day and wow, after a year of dating! you learn he’s a vampire! how dumb could you have been? WOW vampires are real!

Warnings: none- falling asleep in chem-

a/n: yeehaw part 4 these were all pre-written, so if you like these and enjoy them i’m not sure when i’ll get some parts done

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Jungkook was sat on the couch, watching TV, more specifically a cartoon (We Bare Bears, if anyone wanted to know) and just lounging, waiting for you to come home from your day of classes. He missed you, but you were his scholar and he KNEW you were an independent woman who needed her education. You couldn't just lounge on the couch all day with him... despite the fact that because of his many years on earth, he was quite wealthy and you were both well-off together.

You, (y/n) (l/n), were literally the smartest dumb person he has ever met, you were book smart, but your common sense? Sometimes he wondered if you had any. He loved you, nonetheless, happily awaiting your arrival.

While he is """old""", Jungkook has this youthful nature to him that can't ever be replaced or taken away, which explains all the knick knacks in your house. You both share a Funko Pop collection, you have it all: Pokémon, Marvel, Game of Thrones, you name it!

Jungkook was happily staring at the TV screen, legs crossed and set on top of the coffee table, his ears perking as soon as he heard a key enter the lock of the front door.

You were home!

Usually, Jungkook had things to do, but it was Friday and he wanted to lounge at home and spend time with his favorite girl.

The door opened and closes within seconds and your voice was ringing throughout the hallways, "Kook!" No need for you to yell, but it was the routine thing to do, despite your love having superhuman hearing. You made your way to the living room to see the vampire's eyes firmly set on the TV, completely entranced by whatever was on.

We Bare Bears must be at The Amazing World of Gumball level for him to be this entranced or he's probably zoning out and thinking of something right now.

Literally inside Jungkook's head: Spongebob is a sponge who lives under the sea- Wouldn't he just absorb all the water rather than staying in his consistent rectangular/square shape? Why do they have a beach under water? How do they light fires under water? I love my girlfriend, she loves Spongebob too. If I was never a vampire, I wouldn't live to see Spongebob, I'm one of the lucky ones.

"Kook?" You called once more, pulling him out of his Spongebob-induced trance. He hopped up off the couch immediately, excited to see you in all of your bundled up glory. It was cold outside, so he made sure to put you in the comfiest and warmest clothes of his he could find. You were absolutely adorable.

Mr. Wrinkles was happy to see you too, hissing at Jungkook as an alert (Kook pulled out his fangs and hissed back, but the hairless cat was anything but intimidated), making his way to your legs and rubbing himself against you.

"Hi Mr. Wrinkles!" You excitedly greeted your cat, bending down to scratch the top of his head.

(a/n: this is a vampire au but it's fucking fluffy and i like it lmao i do what i want jk, i do what i want that's reasonable)

You then got up to formally greet your boyfriend, "Hi Jungoo," you said warmly, running into his strong arms, "tough day at school today! In lab, we worked with hazardous chemicals and something accidentally dropped a beaker full onto the ground. Luckily, we're all safe!"

"Ah, really?" Jungkook was always excited to hear about your day, especially since you were always so enthusiastic about it.

"Yeah! And in my chem lecture, I ended up playing club penguin as a way to help me not fall asleep- [i actually did this to not fall asleep in my chem lecture lol] and that was definitely fun! I'm a few steps away from earning my fire suit!"

Club penguin was a regular thing you and Jungkook played together, you, however, were more into it than he was. Spending most of your time when you weren't in class or when you weren't with your lovely boyfriend playing said game... or maybe even minecraft. Jungkook was just happy to know you had something to take your stresses away when he wasn't there.

He had to go to these """vampire council""" meetings once a week, which were the lamest things to ever be invented, but in each county, all vampires had to meet with their councils to discuss, you know, life coexisting with humans. Most people turned to Jungkook for that information because he was 'fraternizing' with a human, not that he cared. Most of the vamps here were once human anyway, so what's wrong with humans?

You both also had active social lived, so you didn't spend every dying second together, that's just a weird relationship. You're in love, but you're not tied together at the hip. You aren't conjoined twins. Which doesn't need to be stated, but here it is... being stated.

Jungkook's friends mostly consisted of the supernatural, while yours were all pretty human, each kind of lame due to the fact that they were all friends you met in your classes, and as a biochem major, most of the people you meet are almost as boring as the subject when being taught by an old man who's ready to die. Your friends are somewhat cool, he has only met them once or twice.

You were also friends with his friends, Taehyung especially, who, as mentioned before was very fond of you. Finding out he was a werewolf didn't come as a shock to you, neither did finding out that Jimin was a vampire.

The dude had prominent blood red eyes! Now, you'd be a real idiot if you didn't see those, unless he had REALLY nice contact lenses. You suspected, but at the same time, what if Jimin was just some all-time cosplayer and Taehyung was a furry... no hate though, because as long as they enjoy what they do and it's not harming anyone, hate is not needed!

You and Jungkook's life together never got boring and for that, you were both grateful!

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a/n: this sucks i'm so sorry, but i like it! everything is unedited lolol

[grownups-are-the-real-monsters]

What do you based your music hc's for the Losers Club on? Richie, specifically? I love this stuff lol!

Fantastic question!!

Well, my music head-canons are based on the novel Losers Club mostly but they are signs in the mini series & movies.

How I kinda picked everyone’s taste up was from reading the novel, obviously lol, and I gathered each Losers music references/mentions and then combined this with their general tastes and personalities. (I hope this makes sense!)

I’ll just go loser by loser to explain, I guess!! I will link each characters Spotify playlist that I made as well!!

Starting with Stan, his big music tie-in is his wonderful Paul Anka impression!!! Oooof what a kid! Stan kinda strikes me as the kind of guy who would grow up listening to more stuff of that sort. He also grows to wear bell-bottoms…love that hippie fashion kid. SO for me, Stan’s always into those weird, pop 60′s stuff like ‘Diana’ by Paul Anka. He also was mentioned to have discussed Neil Sedaka with Eddie which is another artist that fits under this umbrella. Stan is a weird kid, so I always give him the weird songs. Stan has artists like Paul Anka, Neil Sedaka, Herman’s Hermits, The Monkees etc. I will also stand by ‘Goodbye Cruel World’ by James Darren & ‘Happy Go-Lucky Me’ by Paul Evans being top Stan songs. (His playlist)

Next is Mike, SO as of this moment, I can’t remember if Mike has any specific music references to him. BUT from reading about him and falling in love with his character, I gathered what I think is an accurate music taste. Mike strikes me as a folk, country/country rock kind of guy. I tend to give him artists like Bob Seger, Jim Croce, Eagles, Jackson Browne, Neil Young, etc. Artists that fall under that genre umbrella, y’know? Singer/Song-writers who sing about their lives with their whole soul. People with songs that really make you feel!!! I LOVE picking out his music because it’s so…emotional lol!! (His Playlist)

Moving on to Ben, I can pick out a music mention for Ben which comes from the chapter, ‘Ben Hanscom Takes a Fall’. In this scene he reflects on how he always thinks of Bev when he hears ‘Earth Angel’ by the Penguins. This kinda fuels the music vibe I got from him which is kinda romantic. He might be a little embarrassed by it but I think Ben gravitates towards romantic songs. I don’t think he particularly cares about artists, more so songs WHICH is why I think if any of the Losers were to listen to modern music, It’d be Ben. So with Ben, I’m more song focused. Songs about love, friendship and life. (His Playlist)

Now to Beverly, I tend to align Bev with Richie (who we’ll talk about last because he’s THE music man) so they enjoy the same bands but they usually have the opposite opinions on specific topics such as Beatles VS Stones. She’s more for stones. I also got the vibe that she generally just likes 50′s/60′s dance music. Take her appearance in ‘11/22/63′ for example where she’s teaching Richie to Lindy-hop to Glenn Miller’s ‘In The Mood’. The thing with Bev that makes it more difficult to combine each version of her to create a definitive taste is that book Bev is very different to movie Bev. (Her Playlist)

And now to Bill, he’s got some specific music tie-ins especially with the band: The Grateful Dead & has a poster of theirs. He also apparently gets maudlin when he’s drunk and plays Grateful Dead records too loud (that quotes comes in around page 137). SO Bill kinda overlaps with Mike for me. He also gets a lot of folk, country/country rock vibes. LOTS of songs about growing up and leaving past innocence behind because that’s his general thing. So again, Bill’s got artists like Don Henley, Grateful Dead, Jackson Browne etc under his umbrella. (His Playlist)

For Eddie, his taste was very interesting to gather!! First off, Eds mentions his collection of Barry Manilow records-actually, their Myra’s. He spent fiftreen hundred dollars on a sound-system so she wouldn’t miss a note on her ‘Supreme Greatest Hits’ album. BUT Eddie definitely loves Barry too, I have a post about this here.  Eddie also LOVES to go past the Neibolt Street Church school so that he can hear the Gospel music coming from inside. That’s actually one of my favorite Eddie traits!! I think that comes up around Chapter 7, ‘The Dam in the Barrens’. SO I tend to give Eddie softer things but some songs with edge. A lot of songs about having strength and pushing through. So he’s got artists like Barry, Billy Joel, Beatles etc. (His Playlist)

AND FINALLY RICHIE, this guy…..man. His whole personality is music. I made an older post about this here. Richie’s chapters are so FULL of music references, impressions etc. PLUS he grew up to be a disc jockey. He loves and mentions things like Bruce Springsteen, The Who, Jimi Hendirx, John Lennon, Michael Jackson, James Brown, and Paul Simon. ALSO you can’t forget the BIGGEST Richie + music thing, ‘The Richie Tozier All-Dead Rock Show’ around page 562. Music is so important to this man. Memories and such come to him as music references such as:  “What’s that Springsteen song say? Glory days…gone in the wink of a young girl’s eye. What young girl? Why, Bev, of course. Bev.” 

+ Richie’s chapters are full of this stuff. He LOVES Bruce Springsteen, The Beach Boys (LOVE the part in the mini series where he rolls up singing ‘I Get Around’), John Lennon, Paul Simon, Tom Petty and SO MUCH MORE. He is all about classic rock, it’s an insult to associate him with anything else other than classic rock. Plus Richie’s answering machine music is ‘Rock and Roll Girls’ by John Fogerty which leads to Mike saying:

“By the way, I liked the Creedance.” 

Richie laughed. “Shit, that ain’t Creedance, that’s ‘Rock and Roll Girls’ from Fogerty’s new album. ‘Centerfield’ it’s called, you haven’t heard any of it?” 

SO you know Richie is obsessed with music & isn’t afraid to correct people and talks about it ALL the time. 

Richie Tozier is THE Classic Rock Fan. (His Playlist) 

THANKS FOR THIS ASK! Most of my music posts are on my blog tagged as ‘Music’ + ‘Music Again’ if you guys are interested in this kind of stuff. I have A LOT of music posts/Losers Club + music posts. 

[philjacobsen-blog]

Antarctica. How I learned to stop worrying and love the isolation.

I put on my gloves and face mask like I had done every day for the past six months. I wanted to protect myself, be safe and I wanted to be healthy. No, I wasn’t a prepper preparing for the end of the world and/or the coronavirus, I lived in Antarctica.

From 2002 to 2018, I spent over six years of my life working and living in Antarctica. Math might tell you that looks like “16 years,” but Antarctica works on a different schedule.

Scientists and contract laborers (like myself) have been limited to work a maximum of 14 months straight in Antarctica. Because, after 14 months of isolation, it has been said, “You might lose your mind.” Therefore, four weeks, six weeks, or eight weeks of coronavirus quarantine is like a walk on the frozen ocean.

Everyone loves Top 10 lists, but first, here is the background of life in Antarctica.

There are two different seasons in Antarctica: summer and Winter. For the laymen, that’s when it’s light 24 hours a day (summer) and then when it’s dark 24 hours a night (Winter). It’s not by accident that “Winter” is capitalized and “summer” is in lowercase. This is because you need to respect Winter.

I have spent four Winters in Antarctica. While there have been changes to the Winter schedule, when I Wintered in Antarctica at McMurdo Station, the largest of the three American bases on the 7th Continent, a plane with all of our friends, hopes, dreams and escape plans left in February. The next time we would see the lights of a plane in the sky would be in August.

In other words, shit got real when that last plane left. We had to trust we had enough food, talent and toilet paper to last us until the end of August. This is because, as the saying goes, “If we don’t have it, then you don’t need it. And, you don’t need it, because we don’t have it.”

If you run out of chicken, then you eat pork. When you run out of pork, you eat lamb, when you run out of lamb, you eat hamsters--hamsters are, what we called, microwavable breaded (or deep fried) ham and cheese Hot Pockets™®.

In other words, the grocery stores are open; quit panicking. When you’re outside, hoping your squirrel trap has been bountiful today, this is the time to panic. However, today, it’s not minus 45 degrees outside. Walmart will be restocked soon, put on your mask and gloves and purchase only what you need. Then go home.

And, if Walmart is out of toilet paper, hook a garden hose to your faucet and clean your ass, and be happy your water supply doesn’t give you frostbite.

It’s going to be fine.

In Antarctica, we were living like it was Gilligan’s Island, “No phone, no lights, no motorcar, not a single luxury.” The only difference was we had phones, lights and motorcars, but when we went outside it was minus 45 –degrees—not a luxury. Stay inside on your couch and be happy that when you do go outside to take out the trash, walk the dog or mow your lawn, you’re not getting third degree frostbite and having your toes cut off.

This little piggy went to the market. This little piggy watches Netflix. This little piggy stays home.

Speaking of movies and TV shows, my good God, we would have loved to have had Netflix, bootlegged versions of Game of Thrones, YouTube or Facebook in Antarctica. Instead, the entirety of McMurdo’s bandwidth is mostly for Science.

Rarely could I “LOL” with my friends on Facebook or “YOLO” with spring breakers at the beach. Nope, Science is the priority in Antarctica.

Science, I tell you. A bunch of people, who we called “Beakers,” is the entire reason McMurdo Station exists. These Scientist are in Antarctica to prove or disprove Global Warming and/or can penguins fly and/or are penguins cute. Generally, they proved it, but why listen to scientists?

Scientists went to school and studied stuff, but have they ever studied the “economy” or “Facebook?” Can you imagine an entire community who listens to scientists? Oh wait, you can? Possibly because we’re in a global pandemic? Yeah, listen to scientists?

During my Winters in Antarctica, I could go days and only see the one person who I worked with, and guess what? I hated him.

In the community, we called him “Skin Suit.” This was his nickname because, even though he passed his battery of psychological examinations, which are required in order to Winter-Over in Antarctica, he said to Suzy—a la “Silence of the Lambs.”

“I wish I could wear your skin, so I could touch you all day.”

So, there I was, working at the bottom of the world, with Jame “Buffalo Bill” Gume as my coworker for six months, in total darkness, and do you want to know how I got along with him (aside from the one time I threw hot coffee in his face)? I complimented his outfits. I tried to look for the positive in the people who surround me.

My first job in Antarctica, I was a dishwasher. I left my home, friends and a girlfriend to seek this adventure. I’m still happy with two out of three of those decisions.

The first year I spent in Antarctica there was a “Dishwasher Emergency” at the South Pole (850 miles from the sea level solitude of McMurdo). Just like we need grocery store employees, drive through food and universal health care, the South Pole needed a dishwasher—and they chose me.

The South Pole is located at 9,301 feet above sea level. That’s not very high. When I live my life in my hometown of Salt Lake City, I live at 4,327 feet above sea level. I have climbed high mountains in Utah, like Mt. Timpanogos that is 11,752 feet and Mt. Nebo that is 11,928 ft. I’m not healthy, but I’m also not fat.

When I was asked to work at the “high altitude” of 9,301 feet of the South Pole, I said, “Okay. I’ve done that.”

However, what I didn’t know, was that because the South Pole is at “The South Fucking Pole” it’s not just about the altitude. The South Pole has a variance of altitude because of the Earth’s centrifugal force which makes the South Pole seem much higher than the actual 9,301 feet. At times it can feel, because of lack of oxygen, as though you are over 12 or 13 thousand feet.

Before going to the South Pole, the doctors and scientists said I should take “prophylactic acetazolamide” to combat the feelings of high altitude sickness. However, my friend Donald said, “You’ll be ‘okay.’” He said that since he was from Colorado and I was from Utah, that I would be fine, because I was “use to the high altitude.”

I was at the South Pole for eight days. I quit taking prophylactic acetazolamide on day four, because I was feeling great. I listened to Donald.

On day eight, I nearly died. This wasn’t Utah. Because I’d lived at sea level for four months at McMurdo Station, and Donald didn’t know shit, my pulse oximeter (the amount of oxygen which should be in my blood and close to 100) was 52. I was failing breathing.

Pulmonary edema cut the oxygen supply to my brain making me think 3 + 7 = Cat. The South Pole doctor said, “Phil, you are two to four hours from death.”

All flights to the South Pole were canceled on this day, due to weather, but, due to “2 to 4 hours of death,” a C130 National Guard Airplane risked their lives and flew from McMurdo Station to rescue me at the South Pole. If not for universal Antarctica Health Care, I could be dead.

On this day, I learned I needed to listen to the scientists, and not to Donald.

This story ended up being too long. I’m sorry. I’ve lived through isolation, listened to friends, instead of the medical community, and somehow I’m still alive. How did Antarctica prepare me for the isolation of the coronavirus?

1: Do something today better than you did yesterday. Did you go to bed sooner? Wake up earlier? Brush your cat?

2: Exercise. In Antarctica my exercise routine was called, “Brushing the Dust Off of David.” There is no reason to take a hammer and chisel to David. All you need to do is to take a wet cloth and brush off the dust. Do 10 sit ups, pushups, or jog in place. Be happy with who you are, and barely maintain. If you set higher expectations, you might fail. Simply, brush the dust off of your personal David.

3: Do something better today than you did yesterday. There were many times in Antarctica I got more drunk on Friday than I did on Thursday. I’m not advocating alcoholism, but lower your expectations. Don’t look for perfection when a glass of wine might do.

4: Did you make your bed after you woke up? Some days you will go to bed and your biggest accomplishment will be, “I made that bed today.” Congratulations.

5: Groundhog Day. Every day may seem like yesterday, but, how did you make it different? In Antarctica, after six months of Winter the trash shelves are lined with “Learn ‘This Language’ in 30 Days” DVDs. Nobody accomplishes a lot during the isolation of Winter. But, if we do little, then that is a lot.

6: Communication. Does your phone work? In Antarctica, no one can call us, so we have to call out. Instead of waiting for ‘that phone call.’ Make it.

7: Don’t go outside. It’s too cold. In the Covid-19 case, it’s too dangerous. My dad goes to dialysis three times a week; please don’t kill him. Don’t go outside.

8: Appreciate your pets. In Antarctica we are not allowed to have pets. I started the “Antarctica Cat Club.” All we did was share photos of our cats from home that we wished to be with. Now, we get to live a cat’s life. Nap. Eat. Shit. Nap. Clean. Nap. Eat. Repeat.

Love your pets you lucky sons of bitches.

9: Art. Be creative. Rather you’re by yourself or preferably, with only yourself. Do something artistic. For instance, today, I chose to write this Manifesto. In Antarctica a group of us recreated the (drunk) history of the race to South Pole by Roald Amundsen and Robert Scott (https://vimeo.com/35084075). What will you or your isolated group create?

10: Know that it ends. A plane will come and take you away or scientists will tell you it’s safe to go outside. And then, it’s over. You take off your mask and gloves. You shop at a grocery store, you go to a movie, you hug your parents or, you love being able to hold those who you love.

Stay warm. Stay isolated. And, stay indoors.

[relocationlondonrent-blog]

How Is It Like Transferring to London?

Relocating is a traumatic experience in its own right but when it concerns moving to a new city in a new country the task statistics to seem far more giant than packing up your old kitbag and also transferring to a new suburban area. Relocating to London is no various yet it does not have to be as frightening and monstrous as it sounds.

London Weather

If you're arriving to London there are a couple of points you must consider when intending your action. If you're from a warm Southern Hemisphere nation it will certainly be a little tough to adapt to the climate initially. London weather is not very predictable but it fortunately does obtain warmer than many other parts of Britain in summer season. Between the winter months of November and February below zero temperature levels are not unusual and also it is very damp and also windy. The summertime and also springtime months are fairly temperate however it does rain year round. When packing for your relocate is necessary to take the weather as well as the time of year you will certainly be arriving right into consideration. Even if you're originating from the warm beaches of Australia doesn't mean your not mosting likely to be entering snow, so see to it you have ample cozy garments and also safety gear before you go.

The Public Transportation System

London has among the best public transportation systems worldwide; the system is so improved that owning a cars and truck is unnecessary. There are numerous forms of public transport to choose from however the most prominent is the London Underground. Navigating London by tube permits fast and also easy access to the heart of the city without worrying about the cities notorious web traffic or getting lost. For a person that is new to London the tube is the perfect kind of transport, it is likewise the most inexpensive, is extremely secure and highly reputable. London is renowned for its large red busses which are incredibly popular kinds of transportation specifically as soon as the tube shuts during the night. You will be able to acquire a bus map at any kind of traveling centre or traveler office which will help you analyze the bus routes, which bus stops you require to be at and when. Money is paid straight to the motorist for solitary journeys and day passes are additionally readily available which can be found in specifically useful when you desire to spend the day sightseeing and tour. The traditional black taxi cabs can be pre-booked by means of phone or hailed on the street. They are one of the most expensive kind of transport and most individuals just utilize them when television as well as busses have actually quit running.

The cheapest means of getting around London is to buy a Travelcard which can be acquired for a day, 3 days, a week, a month or a year and also stand on buses, tubes and overland trains. If you are going top be living and working in London a Travelcard is extremely recommended both for very easy taking a trip as well as conserving a few of your tough made Pounds. If you do wish to drive an auto in London you might usually utilize your legitimate drivers permit from your house nation or a worldwide motorist's permit. After a year you will be needed to make an application for a UK driving licence.

Places of Rate of interest

Just because you are currently living as well as working in the UK does not indicate that you shouldn't take time to do all the touristy things London needs to supply. London is one of the best traveler cities on the planet and also because you'll be staying there for a long time you will have the impressive chance to see so much more than if you were seeing London for a two week holiday - so seize the day.

You can not most likely to London without seeing the 40 minute everyday Altering of the Guard ceremony in which the Queen's Guard, accompanied by a band, get to Buckingham palace for their change. The London Dungeon as well as Madam Tussaud's wax gallery are favourites amongst locals as well as vacationers alike. Loaded with Gothic horrors, torture chambers as well as re-enactments of some of one of the most terrible scenes the London Dungeon with its heart stopping environment never stops working to captivate visitors. The life size wax works of Madame Tussaud's feature pop celebrities, actors, serial awesomes as well as political figures and a visit to this wax museum is not to be missed.

The 30 minute ride on the Millennium Wheel/ London Eye uses scenic views of the city as well as is located near to destinations like Big Ben, Houses of Parliament as well as the Thames River. The architectural uniqueness known as the London Zoo is an additional preferred amongst those living in London as well as its prime function is to conserve species under threat of termination. It's not frequently that you see giraffes, penguins as well as lions strolling regarding the streets of London so take in a day at the zoo for sheer pleasure. There are additionally a range of botanical gardens, rivers and also parks for those who wish for a quite moment in nature in the middle of one of one of the most dynamic cities worldwide.

A visit to London's own orient, Chinatown, is very advised for the intense colours, magnificent little shops and exceptional Chinese cuisine. The Chinese New Year events are not to be missed and also feature, in addition to a great party, big papier-mâché lions dancing via the streets and also outstanding fireworks.

Apart from the montage of galleries, galleries and theatres London is home to a few of the best restaurants, bars and clubs your nights are assured to be as amazing as well as eventful as your days. Do not neglect the shopping while you remain in this multicultural city, with locations like Harrods and all that Oxford Street holds you make certain to find prizes past you creative imagination.

Experience London

Even if you are going to be transferring to London and also will certainly be living as well as functioning like the ordinary Londoner don't allow the possibility to explore this city to its complete possibility while you exist slip you by. When you first arrive in London you will certainly no doubt be bewildered - but residing in London is an experience by itself, so do not let yourself obtain stalled by the routine of life, take each and every opportunity to see and also do as long as you can. https://londonrelocation.com

[fairydraws04]

Club Penguin: The Series

Hi guys, by now I'm guessing a lot of you know that I made a pitch bible for a club penguin series. I wasn’t going to post about it, but then I kind of did without context and some people had context from other stuff and previous posts so I might talk about it. 

Club penguin means a lot to me and so many other people on this site. I only say this because if it weren’t this way I wouldn’t be making this post or have even made the pitch bible in the first place. Club penguin deserved a better sendoff then just a party on CPI. they could have showed the TV specials on Disney Channel, or put them on the Disney Channel app as a way of saying “you’re never going to be able to see these again but since this is officially ending watch them now” or something. but they didn’t. it died without anyone really caring. the world goes on today, worse than it was before (for other reasons, 2019 just sucks so far-). almost like as soon as club penguin died, the world just started to suck (exaggerating, things are still good but there’s also a lot more bad). 

speaking of the TV specials, they aren’t even that well known about. CP did a bad job of showing them off after 2015. heck, the only way you can actually watch the first one is by paying 5$ on iTunes! not saying I wouldn’t do that, because I almost did, just saying that the other two are available on Dailymotion and Vimeo but the first one gives some context for the other two and I was hoping to be able to watch it for research for my pitch bible (and because Lorna is hecking adorable). The TV specials each focused on one character out of the 5 new characters they created for the specials. The first one, “We Wish You A Merry Walrus” was about Roofhowse, a sailor who came to club penguin and decided to stay after making friends, the second one, “Monster Beach Party” was about Jangra, and her learning to let go of trying to make everything when everything is dissolving into chaos, and the 3rd and final one, one, “Halloween Panic” was about Blizzard, the jock of the group, running into a ghost on Halloween and then eventually befriending the ghost. There were two other characters that didn’t get specials. Lorna, the “fun” one of the group who loves puffles and the history of the island, and Sydmull, the nerd of the group. 

I sent an Email to the club penguin Island support team a couple weeks before the game shut down, telling them my club penguin story and asking them various questions about club penguin (like, “would PH have been on CPI if the puffles actually came out in the game?” or, “is it true that CPI is shutting down because it didn’t make enough money?”), including a question about the TV specials. the person who responded to my Email, Edenzine, responded, and I quote, “I loved those!! the development team has a few more things in store but we don’t have an outline for what they have planned”. I only bring this up because it proves that there was something going on for more of these specials at some point, but I don’t think it’s happening anymore. 

But I want more club penguin content. I don’t want the game to just die like this, and I don’t care about the CPPS(es). I play some and they are fun, but I want more club penguin content, specifically from Disney. This is why I created the pitch bible. the show would be a continuation of the TV specials, as a series, like Tangled The Series/Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure or Big Hero Six the Series. again, I’m not going to send the link to the pitch bible or say any of the specific details from it out of fear of it getting stolen. I worked really hard on it and it would be terrible for someone to just steal this whole project idea from me, but I know this is the internet and it’s possible so I'm just not going to post the link, unless you’re one of my mutuals and/or I trust you.

the only problem is, I’m 14. that’s the problem I keep running into, every time I think about this project/idea. I’ll be 15 in June but that really doesn’t change anything. I’m still a teenager, companies like Disney don’t hire teenagers (not even for internships), and only take pitches from people who work for them (from what I know). (I live in California, which is important to know because Disney Animation Studios is in California, so that’s not really a problem)

I say we start the tag #ClubPenguinTheSeries . using this tag we might be able to get someone at Disney to look at this for real and see if I could pitch it. (not 100% sure if they’re aloud to though because I did message the guy who wrote the TV specials on linkedin and he said he’s not aloud to review content created by people who don’t work at Disney)

if you want more content for a dying fandom, be the person to create that content. weather that be an ask blog, an AU, or even something as big as a pitch to continue the content for that fandom from it’s creators, don’t just wait for something to happen or watch the fandom die. 

[ruby-static]

Seeing as you got around to watch the Club Penguin TV specials, could you rate the characters from your favorite to least favorite? (I love them all equally and it pains me that they don’t get enough attention in the CP fandom)

Ooh, of course!

I actually first checked the specials out (mainly Halloween Panic) not too long after I got back into Club Penguin (and started using my Tumblr seriously in general), but after checking out Monster Beach Party I’ve really gotten into them a lot more! They’re awesome! I love the characters all pretty equally too, and they really should get more attention in the fandom. I love them all but if I had to put them into a list... 

 1. Jangrah 

 Love this funky gal!!! She’s just great, and I can even relate to her a little. She’s easily my favorite of the bunch.

 mayormaynothaveacrushbutwhothefuckcareswhEEZE- 

 2. Lorna 

 She's just really fun and adorable! Every scene with her is so much fun, and I can also relate to her a bit too. 

 3. Sydmull 

 My freakin' sON- I’ve only had Sydmull for a special and a half (I haven’t seen Merry Walrus yet), but if anything happened to him I would kill everyone on this hellsite and then myself.

 4. Blizzard 

This guy is just a lot of fun, he’s awesome! I especially like his whole arc in Halloween Panic.

5. Roofhowse 

 He's still hella great! Such a cool and funky sailor dude. Like his friends, he’s a whole lot of fun. 

 (Him being #5 isn't exactly his fault, the two specials I've actually seen haven't shown me that much of his character. I really really wanna see We Wish You A Merry Walrus, but the English version is only available on iTunes.)

I also love the Halloween Panic ghosts like Poltergus and all of the mascots included!

[badbitchontheside-blog]

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