#the ghost breakdancing beside you

[ghcstcd]

the forbidden knowledge I live with that is fluffy void kit Omega

[ghcstcd]

Puts Bismuth in there and adds another minute to the timer.

i am putting bornite in the microwave and watching them spin around and making room for u watch w/ me

[st4rgrl4l1f3]

Stupid stuff I think the 141 would do if they all lived together

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Underwear. Who’s is who’s. They all have a red, black, blue and gray pair. Soap may have a pair with the Scottish flag on it.

“I FORGOT WHO WEARS AN XL” Soap would scream from downstairs.

“I DO” Ghost would reply.

“…fatass.”

“I heard that.”

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Most random shit in the fridge. Why is the fridge nothing but the cheese drawer and beer?…Okay, let’s check the cupboards. There’s fruit snacks and one of those gallon buckets of goldfish. Okay. Another cupboard. Four cups, four bowls, four plates…The silverware looks the same.

“Why don’t we have food in the kitchen? What happened to the groceries I bought??” Gaz is terrified. He was gone for a week.

“Soap ate it all, and Ghost followed. ‘Saw a cat outside, figured I’d feed it. Now it’s comin back with ‘er kids…” Price says, that last part more quiet than his first two sentences.

“…Is this your idea of groceries?” Gaz looks at Soap, Ghost, and Price.

All three of them in unison, “…Yes.”

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Sleeping in the most random places. Why is Gaz halfway on the couch, halfway on the floor? Soap is drooling all over the couch, Ghost is passed out beside his bed, and Price still has his gear on, sleeping beside his rifle, hat halfway on.

Waking up with a sore back, Gaz opens his eyes. Yawning and wincing at the ache right in the middle of his back, he gets up, holding his back like an old man, and cracks it.

“Well good Lord in Heaven, lad, ye nearly broke yer own back crackin it like that.”

Gaz turns around, Soap is holding up his head with his hand, Mohawk all outta whack. Gaz gives him a small “g’mornin.” Before fixing himself breakfast (tap water and cheese from the cheese drawer)

Ghost wakes up, crawls in his bed and falls back asleep. He sleeps like a log.

Price wakes up, oh God, his back hurts. Maybe it was because of all the gear he still has on. He strips himself of it and puts on a gray t-shirt and some sweats. (He still has his hat on???)

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Coming home drunk. Holy fuck. Uber loaded with grown ass men laughing about the man that was break-dancing on the table so hard that tears were coming out.

“Yaswereslads gonna make me fuckin cry you know wha I sayin I’m fuckin dead lads, oh shite—“ Soap says, all in one string of words. His accent really comes out when he’s drunk.

“‘T was like he was-wheeze-goin in slow motion when he fell-Another wheeze” Ghost cannot hold his laugh back. He wheezes.

Gaz is looking straight forward, nearly drooling.

Price is listening to Soap and Ghost shit themselves laughing as he silently laughs, gasps of air every five seconds. Even the Uber is laughing.

“Have you ever seen a breakdance?” Gaz says, chatting up the Uber who’s trying to keep his composure.

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Discussing pets.

“Can we PLEASE get a dog??” Soap is pleading with Gaz.

“Soap. Look at the fridge. All we have is beer and cheese.”

“The cheese drawer is a necessity. So is the beer.”

“No- listen. You get half decent groceries without me helping, we’ll get a puppy.”

“Hey, wait, can we get a snake—“

“Fuck no we’re not getting a snake, Ghost. What, make you feel at home?”

“I’m not Australian, Soap.”

Price and Gaz look at each other, wide eyed at their stupidity. They rub their temples, trying to genuinely find the brain in their words.

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Microwaveable things.

“Can I microwave this bowl?”

“No, Ghost.”

“Uhhh, pretty sure you can.”

“Why did you ask, then??”

“Just cuz.”

Price goes back to his dad show.

“JOHN?”

“YEAH?”

“…YOU WERE RIGHT. MY BOWL MELTED.”

“Oh for fucks-“

“Yer brain is fuckin mush, lad, how’d you not know you can’t microwave that?” Soap laughs at Ghosts misery, his soup gone to waste.

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[magsneezo]

Made the mistake of watching the entirety of season four of the umbrella academy. I’ve got some thoughts to get out so here we go.

-why did this whole marigold Durango thing just come out of basically nowhere? No real buildup besides the occasional view of yellow mist?

-also why it makes two people with it merge into some world ending monster blob? Ew

-Ben and Jen deserved more. The actors had chemistry and I would’ve loved a different storyline for them where they still got to be in love but didn’t turn into a blob.

-Klaus and his subplot contributed nothing. Gave me nothing. Not sure why that was his thing instead of, I don’t know, something more substantial to his character and the growth and backslide he went through? But creepy bikers and ghost dog I guess woof woof

-Luther deserved more than being a sexy lamp. That’s all he was this season it felt like. A pretty face and funny gags. Legs and eggs.

-Diego. Oh poor Diego. He has gone through too much character development for all of that. What a terrible storyline for him. Unnecessary drama.

-Viktor felt disconnected from the storyline while being in the middle of it. Weird. I don’t think any of the actors were feeling this writing and character assassinations.

-I have nothing good to say about what they did to Five. Worst character assassination yet. The only thing good was Brisket Five. What is his story.

-Lila was more than a love triangle enticement. She deserved better. Like the laser eyes tho. Unnecessary but cool.

-Allison, whom I hated last season, was maybe the most compassionate character again like she was in season one? That was good, but felt off since last season made her such a villain but now that she has Claire back she’s good again. There wasn’t any growth to be had or improvement. Disappointing. Her goodness is entirely dependent on her daughter’s presence. Boo. Face consequences.

-Abigail was underdeveloped and confusing. Could’ve been used better.

-you mean ten percent of New York (or wherever this was) was waiting on a Muse song to play on the radio before they go to start a mob?

-this season honestly felt like someone watched The Boys and wanted to take notes. Ew.

-great all these characters we’ve watched the last four seasons cease to exist. Love it.🙃

-this had the same feeling as the Olympic breakdancer. I could’ve done better.

-I love happy endings, but I would’ve been fine with a bittersweet one. This was neither. It was garbage.

-well thank goodness I was worried the Handler wouldn’t get a happy ending. That sure made it all worth it. All is forgiven🙄

I may make a post later on how I would’ve written it, but for now I needed to get the rant off my chest.

[kejfjirke]

There could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing beside you right now and you'd have no idea :)

[itneedsmoregays]

The Steff Pearce Series - Arcade

(thanks for the idea for this vignette, @creativecomet14)

"Wa-hoo!" 

Steff couldn't resist letting out a cheer as her Princess Apricot avatar's kart sped across the finish line first.

"Aw, poo-poo." Gunter slumped back with a pout as his own selected racer Luino came in fourth place. Getting off their drivers seats, they both shared a laugh before grabbing their slushy cups from beside the Marco Kart cabinet.

Everyone else in the Moon Theatre Troupe had prior commitments today, either work or family related. So Gunter had taken this opportunity to invite Steff out for a get-together down at the Pizza N' Pixels arcade/pizzeria. The skunk accepted right away, having not been there since she was ten. Plus she needed a breather from all the boxes she was packing for moving in with Ash. Suffice to say, the two of them were having a blast. The majority of these games may have been well over 30 years old, but they never failed to bring smiles to the attendees.

"Zat was a fun race, Steff! But I'm telling you, if you hadn't got me with zat banana, I would have totally beaten you." Gunter said, stretching his ankles which were still stiff from all the pedal-pushing.

"Keep telling yourself that, Gunter." Steff chuckled before taking a sip of her frosty drink. "I'm way more skilled at racing games than you are."

"Oh, ja, ja, but who's ze master at Kombat Kombatants?" The pig smirked playfully.

"You wouldn't even let me get a hit in!" The skunk gave him a light shove with her shoulder, trying to look mad as he laughed.

"It’s a fighting game, I'm not supposed to let you get a hit in."

Steff glanced down at her cup, an embarrassed smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Well... I guess it doesn't hurt that you know all the combos and weren't smashing random buttons like me."

"Weeell at least you beat mein score on Dot-Munch." Gunter nudged the skunk’s arm encouragingly.

“Just barely.” She replied. “I mean, I had one life left and those ghosts were relentless!”

The two of them had another laugh together before relaxing, taking in the 8-bit sounds of gameplay and the cheesy aroma of freshly-baked pizza.

"Thanks again for inviting me here, Gunter. I've had a really great time." Steff said with a grin. "Much better than the last time I was here, when I blew all my quarters on a claw machine for an hour."

She took a moment to shoot a death glare at the cursed game in the far corner and hiss. "Never again."

"And it's, like, totally fun to play these games with a partner.” The pig responded, casting a nostalgic gaze around the lively arcade. “Before I set up mein dance studio after moving here, coming to zis place always brought me so much of ze joy. Ja, these games might be 'old-school' but they're still super-cool in Gunter's book."

“And you’re super-cool in Steff’s.” The skunk gave him a pat on his back, earning a warm smile in return. "What do you say? Another round of Cosmo Raiders before lunch?"

Downing the last of his slushie, an eager grin spread across Gunter’s face. "Oh, I have something better in mind."

Before long, Steff found herself and Gunter standing before a sleek game cabinet with a pair of arrow-crossed platforms, the title Dance Dance Revelation emblazoned across the top.

"I should've guessed we'd finish off with a dancing game." The skunk chuckled. “I’m surprised you didn’t pick this first.”

"Hey, save ze best for last, no?” Gunter shrugged before fishing a handful of quarters out of his sweatsuit pocket. “Loser pays for pizza?"

Truthfully Steff knew she didn’t stand much of a chance, but that wouldn’t stop her from having fun. With a grin, she brandished her own remaining quarters. "Oh, you're on!"

One song and difficulty selection later, both Gunter and Steff took their places on the platform. A gleaming stage with a breakdancing tiger filled the screen as a lively pop rock beat began playing from the speakers. Two columns of multi-coloured arrows immediately rushed up from the bottom of the screen to the corresponding buttons above, Gunter starting to sing along:

"Oh, don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me" 

I said, "You're holding back" 

She said, "Shut up and dance with me" 

This woman is my destiny

She said, "Ooh-hoo

Shut up and dance with me"

"You're the combo king!" An announcer's voice called from the game. Gunter was already on an unbroken streak, his side of the screen bursting with flashes of "Marvellous!" and the occasional "Perfect!". His feet were a blur as he stayed on rhythm flawlessly.

Steff, on the other hand, could barely hold a combo of more than five; when it came to dancing, she much preferred a pre-planned choreographed dance with less crazy foot movement. She sometimes glanced down at her feet and ended up missing the next arrow onscreen, earning a "Miss" from the announcer. Still Steff's infectious smile didn't fade as the pig carried on singing beside her:

We were victims of the night

The chemical, physical kryptonite

Helpless to the bass and the fading light

Oh, we were bound to get together

Bound to get together

Deep in her eyes

I think I see the future

I realize this is my last chance

She took my arm

I don't know how it happened

We took the floor and she said

Steff and Gunter's smiles grew bigger when she finally joined in with his singing. They took notice during the dance break that a group of patrons, young and old, had gathered around the game cabinet, amazed by Gunter’s lightning-fast moves. The skunk couldn't even hope to match his speed, not that she cared.

"You're on fire!" The announcer praised Gunter once more as the duo prepared for the final chorus.

"So don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me" 

I said, "You're holding back" 

She said, "Shut up and dance with me" 

This woman is my destiny

She said, "Ooh-hoo,

Shut up and dance"

The pig and the skunk were now having the time of their lives; busting a move, proudly singing aloud and not caring how silly they looked to the odd passer-by.

"Don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me" 

I said, "You're holding back" 

She said, "Shut up and dance with me" 

This woman is my destiny

She said, "Ooh-hoo

Shut up and dance with me!"

"That's what I'm talkin' about!" The game's announcer cried just as the tiger onscreen finished his own dance. The words "New Record" materialised over Gunter’s score, which was way over Steff's. The mini crowd around them broke out in enthusiastic cheers. Gunter gave a double fist pump, having barely broken a sweat. Steff meanwhile slumped against the rail, panting with a smile as her glasses dangled off of one ear.

"You win, Gunter." She let out a breathless laugh. "It's pointless to try and beat you at a dance-off."

"Ahh, you did your best!" The pig replied, pulling her to her feet while people complimented them from all directions. "And you, like, totally had fun, right?"

Readjusting her glasses, Steff gave a small chuckle after getting her breath back. "Ja."

The crowd around them gradually dispersing, the pair of them hopped off the game's platform and made their way toward the other side of Pizza ‘N Pixels. The smell of lunch was now extremely enticing as they chatted all the while.

"I'll have olives on mein half, please."

"Hey, we should bring Rosita and Eddie along next time! Then we can do tag teams!"

Another bout of boisterous laughter escaped Gunter’s throat. "Ha, ha! I like it!"

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

143 of 2024

Secrets from the Whisper App [True or False]

Created by joybucket

These are all random people's secrets taken from the Whisper app. Put an X by the secrets which you share with these people! 🩷

I use school to escape home, and I use home to escape school. The classes where everyone hates the teacher always make the best memories. I'm the kind of girl who would eat Doritos on my wedding day and accidentally wipe my hands on my wedding dress. I stop myself from being rude so many times and no one appreciates it. I've cried in front of my whole class. Why are fake pockets a thing? My problem is when my hair is long, I want it short, and when my hair is short, I want it long. I genuinely want to know how other people see me. Brown is such a pretty color; why do people hate it? 🤎 I wish I could see a list of all the people that have ever found me pretty. I cannot leave my house without mascara. Every time I say "lol" it's because my sentence is too serious. I wish I had grown up without social media. I want my life to look like my Pinterest boards. I hate finishing books and good shows; I feel empty. Trying to hold back tears in school is one of the worst experiences. I wish I could see a list of all the people who have ever had a crush on me. Y'all ever go somewhere and be like, "I should've stayed home"? Unpopular opinion: Flying is actually really fun. ✈️ I want to be someone's favorite. How do people have the courage to film a TikTok video in a public place? 😭 I be like "idk" and knowing. I want more friends tbh. I hate it when I plan a conversation in my head and then the other person doesn't follow the script. I'm scared cuz what if I don't get rich when I'm older? I'm probably the kindest hateful person you'll ever meet. I love my name. I swear I actually have good style in clothes; I just don't have the money. There could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing beside you right now and you'd have no idea. 👻 Am I the only one that accidentally flips a pen across the room? 🖊️ It's so unfair when you love singing but you weren't born with a good voice. It takes real skill to choke on air, fall up the stairs, and trip on completely nothing….I have that skill. I'm a guy, and I'm secretly planning my wedding on Pinterest. That awkward moment when you're too far into a friendship to ask someone's name. Long distance relationships suck. Wish my girlfriend didn't live so far in the future. As a teacher, I'm not supposed to have favorite students, but I definitely do. Thank goodness I look innocent. I have the dirtiest mind and the foulest mouth. I meowed at my cat, and he replied. 🐈‍⬛ I'm always the friend that walks behind the group when the sidewalk doesn't fit three…. I can count on one hand the number of people I actually like. Growing up with my name: Just letting people pronounce it wrong because you're tired of correcting everyone. I feel like I'm the only girl who hasn't mastered the hot messy bun look. I'm a girl, and I hate shoes. If I could go barefoot everywhere, I probably would. 🦶 My biggest wish right now is to own all of the clothes, shoes, and outfits I've pinned on Pinterest. I seem to have missed out on the cute, neat handwriting every other girl has. ✍️ When you're so short that the sun visor in the car is absolutely no help. I'm the friend who is always there to listen to others' problems, but I'm also the person who know one is there for. A salute to the older siblings who were the tester kids and now have to watch their younger siblings get away with everything. Justice will never be restored.

[ghostly-hoe]

there could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing beside you and you wouldn't know

-anon 8

LOVELY !!!!

[abracafockyou]

PLS DON’T REBOGGLE. LIKES & COMMENTS APPRECIATED

She’s everything.

[ghcstcd]

I want to know what kind of outfits you all imagine Dewdrop (and maybe even other ghouls from any era, if you're so inclined) would wear.

[ghcstcd]

no one tell my beloved that the bullying was successful and i can't stop thinking about Eden singing Say That You Will, if he's not paying attention to my spotify that's his own fault :/

[ecto-stone]

Ah come on Jazzy-Pant. There could be a Bunch of Ghost aggressively breakdancing beside you right now and you have no idea about it.

[another-fckn-incorrect-svt-blog]

Junhui: You know, there could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing right beside you and you would have no idea.

Mingyu: You know, I was having a pretty decent day until you said that.

[tupayapsina]

Ruby: You know, there could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing right beside you and you would have no idea

Weiss: I was having a pretty decent day until you said it

[incorrect-hololive]

Polka: You know, there could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing right beside you and you would have no idea

Lamy: I was having a pretty decent day until you said it

[gustingirl]

Danny: You know, there could be a ghost aggressively breakdancing right beside you and you would have no idea.

Josh: You know, I was having a pretty decent day until you said that.