#the hippo responds

[acearohippo]

What do you mean by Shen Jiu being female-coded? /genq

Hello! To preface, in a lot of fandom spheres calling any cis gendered character "[gender]-coded" tends to be negative, usually to highlight poor writing or usage of harmful stereotypes, i.e., male-coded women being arrogant and demeaning to other women or female-coded men being sensitive and the butt of jokes among other men. However, there are instances where it is done and, rather than promote negative gender stereotypes it rather... Emphasises a masculine and feminine natures that resonate with people.

I am not always good with words, but there is [gender]-coded that is basically thinly veiled sexism and there is [gender]-coded that is simply nature. Think along the terms of pre Christian colonialism, where many cultures and religions have masculine energy and feminine energy defined outside of biological gender.

I see SJ as female coded because of how the fandom reacts/reacted to him. We don't got a lot of info on him, canon wise, at least not without heavy (and unreliable) bias. But there is a stark difference to how fandom treats him compared to the other men in the story.

And I don't mean in the sense of "he deserved what he got/he deserved so much better" discourse that surrounds him, but how fandom understands him.

Depending on where you fall, the degree of SJ's childhood trauma could range from demeaning slavery with a historically usual amount of abuse and demands to underage sexual abuse and torture. Regardless, the common thread is that men have control over his autonomy. Men (and nobility) dictate what he does, how he dresses, what he will receive, and how others percieve him. This is something SJ does not escape, even when he becomes a Peak Lord, although the degree has lessened by this time. He fails not just because of his actions, but due to the words and judgement of people who only see him on surface level and, thus, scrutinise his every action as "evidence" to their preconceived judgement.

And boy does fandom run with this!

And it makes sense because, a huge portion of danmei demographics are women... Women who understand all too well the dangers a negative statement can have on their livlihood.

This is why Shen Jiu is female coded, to me. Qui Jianluo, Wu Yanzi, Yue Qingyuan, Luo Binghe, even Shen Yuan, etc etc all, in some way, have taken his autonomy. QJL and WYZ did it with their abuse and power over him, YQY did it by undermining him and placating him (while allowing the bad rumours and his bad behaviours to persist), LBH through his revenge (literally crippled him), Shen Yuan quite literally takes over his body and has no regard for its treatment for most of the story.

In fandom, I think its telling that Qi Qingqi, Mu Qingfan, and Liu Qingge also feature as a prominent antaongist that contribute to Shen Jiu's abysmal reputation. Unfortunately, the three kinds of people women should feel protected by and safe with- other women, doctors, and those who uphold justice- are some of the main contributors to the problems they face. They aren't taken seriously, they're ostracised or put down, they're ignored or labeled as over emotional.

Its also telling that, for most fanfics/discussions/art/etc where Shen Jiu is "redeemed" or given a second chance, the main reason why he suceeds is because others listen to him. They let him have a voice and respect it. He is able to advocate for himself and not be torn down or turned away. And if he is, usually there's a man that stands by his side and acts as the "ally" or "bridge" that gets people taking him seriously.

Or, him being attached to a well-respected man is enough for people to change their opinions. Fandom can't help but reflect real life in their works.

So, with all that being said... I understand that there's going to be people who think this is a "bad take" because I rely so heavily on how the fandom portrays Shen Jiu, and that's fine. There will always be Bible-thumpers in every piece of media we consume, and they're here for good reason. But I consume stories for the feelings they evoke and the influence they have on others. People make connections, that's just what we do, and this is the connection I made.

[acearohippo]

My worries:

1. They introduce yet another currency that can only be farmed in specific areas

2. They introduce a new pvp/rank mode where these special equipment can be optained

2a. If it's "equipment", ie it needs to be made, then there'll probably be specific "materials" we need to grind

2b. This sounds a lot like a brand new, legitimate crafting system in the works

3. They might restrict these weapons to either a) legendaries and/or b) fully res'd espers

4. The equipment itself will probably have it's own levelling system (see worry 1 about new currency) which may lead to

5. New gameplay, which is always solid

6. But it's most definitely going to be another lofty grind for casual/new/f2p players which will cause even more gaming fatigue

7. More p2w packs

8. And, of course, the inevitable change to the meta where certain modes are impossible to meet without a specific esper, but now we're also adding esper-specific weapons to boot

apparently we're getting signature weapons down the line maybe?

and there are people that are against this and I'm not entirely sure why exactly?

maybe if I had more information I'd get it but right now I'm just puzzled

like we're just getting more equipment right? what are people afraid of

[mo-ok]

🫵😡 monger

[creelarke]

Moo Deng’s caretaker (the guy in the photo) responded to a vegan, pro-Peta American TikToker — who (falsely) accused Khao Kheow zoo, the Thai zoo Moo Deng’s from, of abusing Moo Deng and other animals (when the zoo’s actual known for having been saving animals, rehabilitating them and treating them with kindness) and said that Moo Deng should be in the wild (her species, pygmy hippo, is considered endangered and therefore she could not be in the wild) — by saying that he doesn’t speak English, therefore he doesn’t know what this person is yapping about, therefore he does not care. And I honestly think he’s a legend for that.

Moo Deng is loved and is well taken care of. Her caretaker loves her and has been taking care of her since her birth, way before she’s gotten famous.

Not everything is about America and not everything needs to be “saved��� by American.

[syoddeye]

texting a number neighbor out of boredom.

> what's the difference between a hippo and a zippo

it's a stupid joke. you don't expect an answer. you’re certain your other number neighbor blocked you. as quickly as you send it, you forget it. you find another distraction. it isn't until hours later, just past midnight, that you get a response.

>> How did you get this number?

it's not much, but it's engagement. you smirk at your glowing screen. should you continue? at best, you make a stranger laugh. at worst, you're only mildly annoying. there's no real harm.

> no guesses then?

when they fail to respond within a few minutes, you figure they decided to block you after all. so, it really is harmless to text again. you owe it to them to finish the joke.

> one is real heavy and the other is a little lighter

you lock your phone, figuring that's that, but—a notification bubble appears.

>> Amateur hour. >> What did Cinderella say when she got to the ball?

you roll over, grinning. you know this one.

> straight to the dirty jokes, stranger?

>> The best kind I know.

> debatable

>> Unlike some, I don’t waste time.

> that why you only last 60 seconds?

it’s a dirty and mean joke, but no cruder than the cinderella punchline. if they can dish it out, they can take it. still. it’s a long couple of minutes before they respond.

>> That was at least 90 seconds.

you snort, rolling over again in bed with a gleeful kick. it goes on like that for a while. filthy joke for filthy joke. bad joke for bad joke. some raunchy. some flirtatious. neither of you bother with names. they never even ask why you texted a random number. eventually you glance at the clock. it’s an ungodly hour. this has gone on long enough.

you send a goodnight message and decide fuck it. you snap a quick photo of yourself in bed, both hands holding it above your head on the pillow. only the lower half of your face is visible to show off your big smile. blurry but cute. definitely no harm in sending it if it isn’t your whole face.

> thanks for making me laugh all night :) have a nice life!

you swiftly block the number, getting ahead of any possible creepy response. the twinge of guilt passes. you choose to believe that you made someone’s day. who wouldn’t want to trade dumb jokes with a cute face?

you let the conversation drift to the back of your head and forget about it. you get busy. no time to dick around like you used to. weeks pass. every once in a while you hear a terrible line and think of your number neighbor, but they stay blocked.

one evening, arriving home late from work, a hand catches the lift door just before it shuts. in steps a massive fella, tall enough that your head dips all the way back when you reflexively ask which floor. he hides behind a mask and a cap, but you glimpse a pale pink scar jutting over a cheekbone. he glances at the panel, and mutters your floor number.

when the lift starts to rise, your stomach sinks. he doesn’t turn around like one would normally. he blocks the doors, wide shoulders heaving with deep breaths. his eyes drill into you, studying you intently.

the moment you decide to hit the elevator’s help button, he speaks.

“why’d the ghost take the lift?”

your mouth dries. wait.

he steps forward, caging you into the corner. the mask lifts slightly in the corners. his eyes crinkle. he’s smiling.

“to lift ‘is spirits.”

he raises an open palm and slots it over the top half of your face, then chuckles. as it comes down, he leans closer.

“why’d you block me, sweet’eart?”

[acearohippo]

Wanted to highlight to followers outside of the game/fandom the pure ridiculousness of some people

Why have people gotten this wrong??

[alastorsbookie10228]

hm, what’s this i smell?…. Alastor x Southern Belle reader headcanons? Yep, i do smell that.

(And btw, don’t be pressured to make this- have a good day.)

OH MY GAAAWD

ok so I'm gonna write this and cherish it for the rest of my days.

anywayyyyyy I present to you hungry hungry hippos (I love that game)

Alastor x Southern Belle reader

• Alastor himself was from the south, and his momma had a Southern Creole accent (in my opinion)

• He loved the way Southern women pronounced words, and how they have substitutes for any profanity

• After you had arrived at the hotel, and Charlie had giddily taken you in, he started to seek you out and speak with you, only to hear that angelic accent

• It didn't help that you dressed to his standards; cute checkered pattern dresses with small heels and a pretty little updo

• He absolutely adored you, and when he finally noticed he was falling for you....well, he wasn't surprised

• He has you read to him just to hear your accent. Whether it's books, the local paper, recipes, anything

"Could you read that again, dear?" he calls over his shoulder, and you hum in response. "three cups of rice." you respond, the ever-present accent thick on the "I" in rice. His smile widens slightly, small flashbacks of his mother saying the same word playing in the back of his mind.

• You love his New Orleans accent, and luckily enough, you only hear it without the radio filter. You could listen to his voice all day, and little do you know that the feeling is mutual

• You always join him on his little walks, often humming or softly singing a Dolly Parton or Loretta Lynn song. On a rare occasion, you'd even sing Reba

• He'll never admit it, but he could listen to you sing all day. You have just enough of that beautiful southern drawl to make you sound heavenly, and he often finds himself wondering what put you down here with the damned

• Maybe you get into a relationship, maybe you don't

[local-hellhound-steals-spaghetti]

It’s wild how someone posted that Moo Deng post to reddit and someone responded with what basically amounted to:

“It’s fine because they only harass the baby hippo for a small amount of time during the day when they’re feeding them and the guy doing the chasing, poking and slapping has years of experience so it’s fine! :)”

That’s like if you ordered food delivery and instead of them leaving the food at your door, they barge into your house chasing you and smacking you while filming it on his phone before leaving. But it’s fine because they only did it a little bit, filming it for their social media and then leaving you alone!!! Oh yeah and the guy’s very experienced in food delivery, so he knows what he doing obviously!

I’m sorry but that’s the most pathetic excuse for shitty animal handling I’ve ever heard.

Anyway feel free to watch the videos and make up your own mind - I just don’t think any of this is reasonable. From the sheer volume of the crowds and the proximity of the public to the animals, to the keeper’s bullying and harassment of a hippo calf.

And even if it was play, which it isn’t. But let’s entertain the idea that it is… why are you teaching an animal that is going to grow up to be between 400-600lbs to bite and charge at you for fun?

[5five5five5five5five5five]

Viktor and Klaus keep showing five pictures of that baby hippo, moo deng and five, everytime, in a very monotone, almost a methodical thinking voice goes-

"she's very relatable."

"she reminds me of myself."

"her chaotic energy must be what others see in me."

"her energy is very refreshing."

And Klaus and Viktor have no idea how to respond. Is he relating to the hippo? Does he think people see him as a baby hippo? Does he WANT to be seen a a chaotic baby hippo? Is this just his way of saying "she's like me fr fr"?????? They have no idea.

[acearohippo]

what's your tang xuan build? i cant get past the c. rate = 100% and c. dmg >= 280%

pls help 😭

Remember, at max level and ascension, Tang Xuan already has 150% cdmg and 10% crate before any relic bonuses, so you just need 130% more cdmg and 90% more crate. Maxing out a level 60 cdmg ring relic gives you +85% and a complete thunder set gives you +50% cdmg so there's your extra 130% (135% total) to get you to that 280%.

Then just choose substats that have high crate. Fiery set gives you +20% so, to get the last 70%, choose relics with at least 10-15% crate substats on ALL 6 relics. Ideally, two relics with 15% crate at least, so the last 40% can be fulfilled with four 10% crate relics.

If you don't have level 60 equipment, then you might have to focus more on getting 4 relics with 15%+ crate substats so the other two can have 10%+ cdmg substats to help you break that barrier.

Additionally, remember you can have both cdmg and crate substats so getting 10% substats of each on a single relic can give you more leeway in fulfilling the requirements, but aim for higher crate substats.

But yeah, I personally just borrowed relics from other espers that already had the high stats so I could get the achievement and then I switched back.

So my build currently doesn't match that requirement anymore.

Below the cut is my current Tang Xuan build

Because Astral + Avatara + Pursuit(res 2)!Tang Xuan is a BEAST that keeps on hitting. No lie, I've defeated entire teams because he kept triggering pursuit and astral back to back or his counter triggered pursuit.

Once you get res 2 on Tang Xuan, astral and tyranny + avatara are, like, the only acceptable relics to use on him, like dang.

[acearohippo]

Prison-time is an absolutely valid and correct punishment for setting of the Miracle Alarm.

Miracles can and have destroyed entire cities. A Miracle Alarm would be cause for a near national-level emergency.

Think about it: If the alarm goes off, the locals in the area would need to immediately start evacuating, which could be anywhere from 50/100k people to millions depending on how dense the city is. And it isn't just people who are capable of evacuating leaving, you have to consider the costs and resources needed to transport those in hospitals, those in Support homes, children at school, people with physical limitations. Where are emergency personnel being tasked to do? How fast can they deploy to areas to aide in the evacuation as smoothly as possible? How will civillians connect with their loved ones to regroup?

Speaking of regrouping, this wouldn't just affect the alerted city, neighbouring cities might also have to prepare for potential evacuation as the fallout of miracles is always a mass wave of miramon on the loose. I don't know if Grandis is broken up into states/providences but, regardless, people would have to travel very far away from their homes to survive and neigbouring states/countries maybe would need to have the resources and supplies to take in all those refugees.

That means they'd need to be able to house these millions of people, keep them fed and hydrated, and have medical teams immediately at the ready as well as a whole bunch of legal teams to make sure everyone is getting what is within their rights.

They couldn't just do this when refugees start arriving so, the alarm going off would have them getting organised as well.

And this is just the relocation of civillians. They'd have to deploy the military/esper Union/special forces ASAP to the area to defend against the new wave when it occurs. And that's another important thing: who knows how much time between the alarm going off and the Miracle touching down people will have to get all of this done? I can only assume that, with the first event occuring 10 years ago during a time where miracles were occuring frequently, the technology wasn't so accurate that it could tell how much time people had. Which would cause mass panic and terror as everyone is rushing around while not knowing if they'll be able to make it out alive or if it's all for naught.

And I'm still just scratching the surface of what would possibly be the emergency plans for if (when) another miracle appeared. And if they didn't catch the false alarm immediately the first time it happened, well...

I think pulling the alarm is more the equivalent of a terrorist threat in universe.

Miracle False Alarm

I wonder what exactly this crime involves

From the title I would have just assume it’s like pulling a fire alarm but in public

Like maybe a fine at max is a fitting punishment not prison (not to mention dude has been in there for 10 years for it )

So I’m looking forward to the story to see exactly how bad this False Alarm is if it sends you to jail

[marigold-hills]

June 20: hippo | @wolfstarmicrofic | word count: 549

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Maybe because it’s someone’s birthday, or because everyone has handed in their dissertations, or maybe just because they’re all tired and a little fed up and need to relax – regardless of the reason, the Gryffindors are having a party.

Sirius, enjoying his well-established status as an attention whore, goes all out: tight jeans and a white billowing shirt open down to his navel, tattoos on display, hair down. Black smudges of makeup around the eyes.

James is off flirting, bumbling through his conversation like a hippo in an owlery. Doing better than expected - he’s not been hexed or kicked in the shin yet. The wide beam on his face and the way he keeps ruffling his hair suggest he might be actually getting somewhere.

(Go Prongs, Sirius thinks. You’ve got this. Stay the course. Don’t say anything too idiotic.)

Peter has found a group of stoned Hufflepuffs and has gotten high with them, head in the lap of some girl a year below them.

And Moony? Their often shy, a bit awkward, reliable and sturdy Moony –

Well, Moony lost a bet to James. (About a number of jelly-beans Moony could put in his mouth, of all things. Yes, they were both drunk already. Yes, the reason he lost was that he looked at Sirius and whatever he saw on his face made him laugh so hard he spat some of them out.)

Moony is on top of a table, singing along to Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy, and wearing James’ quidditch jersey, cropped so it just covers his ribs. Marlene is with him, never one to stay away from the fun.

Sirius is standing there, in the middle of the room, drink and conversation all forgotten, feeling rather starstruck.

“Are you done being oblivious then?” Mary asks. He’s pretty sure they were talking about the good hair conditioner he got from Hogsmead.

“Umm.”

“Because you look like you’re done, but then again who can tell with you.”

On the table, Remus sings about where he learned his passion from and twirls Marlene around.

“Yeh,” Sirius concedes, “I’m done.”

“Finally. Lily made us swear not to say anything and let you sort yourself out, but Merlin’s balls was it difficult to watch.”

“Huh,” Sirius takes a deep drink, vodka and orange juice, glad to be at that stage of tipsy where embarrassment is just a word. “Did everyone know before me?”

“Just about, I’d say. Maybe not your James.”

“Nah, he figured it out too.”

“There you go then.”

“Yup. There I go.”

Moony finishes his song, laughs loudly and freely, dips down in a bow towards where James is wolf whistling. There is a lovely blush on his face, from exertion or from alcohol. Pretty pretty pretty.

“Merlin you’re pathetic. Going to do anything about it?”

“Like what?”

“Talk to him? Jump of the Astronomy Tower? Up to you.”

“Will talk to him after the exams. The tower thing is a possible second, depending how the conversation goes.”

“Pathetic. Thought you’re meant to be suave or whatever, Black,” she pulls at the cuffed sleeve of his shirt as if that proves her point. Sirius doesn’t respond, because Remus turns around, and the cropped shirt he’s wearing shows off an expanse of skin on his back he’s unaccustomed to seeing.

@moon-girl88 @digital-kam @tealeavesandtrash @sweetstarryskies @alltoounwellll @hunnybeemarie @hoje--aqui @annaliza999 @hihimissamericanbi @gipitothefrog @shamelesswolfstarshipper @a-pine-cone @cosmicweeds @cocoabutterandbooks @bloodoffire @residentdisaster @shamelesswolfstarshipper @ravenwordss @prancingpony42 @themoonlovesthestars @starving-marauder-lover

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[phoebepheebsphibs]

Where Are We Going? (And Where Have We Been??)

@littlemissartemisia @tmntaucompetition

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Dee-Dee -- er, Donatello took Misa to a small side desk in the far corner of the room while April and Karai took the three boys into the bathroom to wash their faces and brush their teeth.

Misa was so confused and nervous. She wasn't sure why she felt so anxious about this whole situation. It was only Donnie... It was just "DvD". Huh. She'd forgotten that nickname...

"Alright then, Misa, sit down," he instructed. His voice was stern, commanding, but not at all scary like she'd figured he would be. He seemed pretty steamed when he'd first seen her.

Misa sat down at the corner of a bed, while DvD got the chair out from the desk and turned it around, sitting the wrong way down on it so that he could rest his arms on the back, his legs dangling out from the edges.

"So," he said, pure exhaustion in his voice, "How. Did. This. Happen."

"I don't know," she responded. "Last thing I remember, I was with my dads --"

"Wait, what? What do you mean, 'last I remember'? You were here with us the whole time."

Misa stared at him.

"...No, I wasn't. I was home with Hypno and Warren, we were getting ice cream, when suddenly a pink cloud exploded around me and then I was here!"

Donnie's eyes went wide. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to understand.

"Okay, so either you just somehow... got pulled through time, or the magic that turned you into an adult transformed your memories to fit accordingly. Which means you're either a time-traveler, or a precognitive clairvoyant. Both are equally terrifying and incredible."

Misa swallowed, her fingers twiddling as she looked around the room.

"Where... where are we?" she finally asked.

"The TMNT AU Competition. More specifically, the apartments they give to the contestants. Do you... remember that?"

Misa thought hard.

"I... kind of remember the competition. It was this big arena, right? Lots of stalls and stands selling all kinds of stuff, and people giving out gifts, and the med ward where I met --" she froze, suddenly remembering it all. "Mikey. I met Mikey in the med ward. I gave him..."

Her hand went down to the friendship bracelet on her wrist. It was old and frayed, the colours were slowly fading, but she wore it every day. Even after she'd forgotten who she'd given the other bracelet to. She made so many and gave away so many as a kid, she couldn't keep track after a few years. But each one had signature colours, and this one was a mix between bright orange and cotton candy pink.

"...I gave him a friendship bracelet and 'adopted' him. I forgot that, I can't believe I forgot that." She smiled before her eyes started to sting with tears. She looked up at DvD. "Why did you leave me?"

"What are you referring to?" he asked, obviously confused. "Misa, you've been with us the entire time!"

"I... what? No, I told you, I--"

"Based on what you've told me, from your perspective you left the competition and went back to your own home dimension?"

"Well, yes!" she exclaimed. "Most of my early childhood is kind of a blur... hopping from one dimension to the other... but I did go back to my own world, where I was taken in by Warren Stone and Hypno Potomus! They raised me, pretty much."

"You mean... that mutant hippo and the worm guy? I think I remember them from my universe..."

"Yeah, Hypno took me in to help me learn how to control my powers."

"What powers?" Donnie asked, eyes wide as he stood up suddenly. "You never said you had any powers!"

"You didn't know?"

"No! Of course not! Obviously not!" DvD calmed himself down, smoothed out his shirt, and sat back down. "You were four years old... possibly you didn't know that you had abilities, or more likely you just didn't think to tell us. Perhaps you purposefully didn't tell us..."

"Has it really been nine years?" Misa wondered out loud. Wow. So much could change and be forgotten in only nine years...

"So you're thirteen now?" DvD asked.

"Yup."

"You're the same age as Mikey is-- was."

Misa looked up in fear.

"Was?? What happened to Mikey?"

"Didn't you see the kids go into the bathroom?"

"THAT was MIKEY?!" she yelled, standing up and looking back to the door, behind which three toddlers were getting ready for bed. "He's... he's teensy! What happened to him?!"

"The exact opposite of what happened to you," Donatello said with irritation, as he slapped his face and slid his hand down his face.

"That doesn't explain much..."

"I suppose not. Basically, there's been a weird epidemic of people being turned into different ages. So far, it turned Leon, 'Phael, and Mikey into 7, 6, and 4-ish years of age. Apparently, it turned you into a 13 year old."

"That's weird."

"No weirder than a talking mushroom with a musical fetish."

"OH MY GOSH, I FORGOT ABOUT THAT!" she laughed. "I thought I dreamt that up!!"

DvD smiled softly as she cackled at the crazy memories.

She could just barely catch the dark circles under his eyes, the weak hold he had on that fragile smile. When she was a kid, she remembered seeing him and thinking he was kind of scary or grumpy all the time... Lee-Lee Leo had called him 'Grumples' once, didn't he? But she remembered seeing him sometimes with a wide grin and strange smile. He would say funny things about arson and world domination. While she hadn't understood it at that age, it made her giggle. She smiled at the memory...

"So your brothers are basically toddlers now?"

"OUR brothers, yes."

Misa smiled.

Well, at least one thing never changed. Once a family, always a family.

She had assumed that because they'd never visited her world, that meant maybe they hadn't cared after all, or they'd forgotten her. But that didn't seem to be the case after all... if anything, it might have been the other way around.

"So... we should probably catch each other up to speed, hmm?" Donnie suggested.

"I guess so..."

"Alright then, you start."

Misa began giving him the gist of her life, her abilities, her friends and family and the many adventures she'd been on during her 'absence'. Donnie filled in some details about their situation afterwards, how the pink mist had transformed their little brothers into little-er brothers, and even helped fill in the blanks from some other memories, such as Karai's arrival, the fear fungus, the other competitors that met her, and so on. After a few minutes, Karai and April took the boys out of the washroom.

Misa couldn't help but stare at the boys. Mikey was all smiles, and had to be held back to keep him from running up to her and slamming into her knees for a hug. Raph looked at her with curiosity, but held onto April's leg with desperation. Leon just simply glared at her, half-hiding behind April and Karai.

"Hi, guys!" she said with a smile, kneeling down on the floor to get closer to their height.

Mikey wriggled himself free and pounced on her, giggling like a madman as he wrapped himself around her like a monkey.

"Meezie!"

She laughed at that nickname. The vaguest of memories came back, of a tiny toddler in rags calling her that...

"Is it really Misa?" Karai asked. She hadn't apparently witnessed the transformation, having been in the kitchenette making some tea.

"Yep. It's her," Dee said with a nod.

Leon grumbled angrily.

"Traitor..."

"Leo, be nice," April rebuked.

Raph slowly meandered out from behind the teenage girls and crept towards her.

"Misa? How'd ya get so big?"

"Magic, apparently," she said, rubbing the back of Mikey's shell. He was still clinging onto her.

"Stupid, bad magic," Leon grumbled again.

"Aw, c'mon Lee-Lee, I'm the same as before! Just... taller."

"You're a stinky grownup now," he said, crossing his arms and pouting. "You're a traitor."

"You'll have to grow up one day too, ya know."

He pouted again, hot tears in his eyes. Tears? Oh, he wasn't mad that she 'betrayed' him and grew up. What was he mad about?

"I don't wanna be a stinky grownup. They're mean."

Misa slowly recalled his adverse reaction to Raphael when he'd first been turned into a tot. He hadn't even trusted Mikey when he saw him! He'd said something about... what was it, a mean place? The orphanage! He'd grown in an orphanage. With mean adults... and now Misa was an 'adult'. So to him, did it correlated that since she was now a grownup, she was automatically going to be mean to him, just like all the others. He thought she was a 'traitor'...

Misa tried to smile at him, to reassure him that she wasn't going to betray him or hurt him. Leo refused to meet her eyes.

"Hey, I promise that I'm not a stinky grownup," she said, scooting closer to him. "You're still my big brother, okay?"

Misa held out her pinky to him. He eyeballed it with concern, trying to decide whether or not to trust her... Well, if he could trust Miss Karai and Miss April... he could trust Misa again, right?

He wrapped his pinky around hers.

"Okay, big sister."

[iloveyurirah]

Punch Out boxers using Tiktok! (headcanons)

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Glass Joe

• Would be active for a few days before eventually forgetting about the app.

• Reviews restaurants for content and a lot of people tease him for being French.

• Would either have decent followers or just a small account.

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Von Kaiser

• Was there just to watch videos before making content after seeing a handful of it.

• He shows off his boots, training, and talks commentary. He didn't like showing his military stuff though, reminds him of the past.

• People expect thirst traps from him and he's honestly, seriously, GENUINELY denying every single request.

• Also forgot he had the app LMFAO

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Disco Kid

• Is still very much active on Tiktok.

• Is always up on trend, especially the ones where you DANCEEEE

• Comments from him are mostly compliments and uses the "slaayyy", "girl" typing style. Very outdated.

• Shows selfies sometimes, just sometimes.

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King Hippo

• Watches a lot of animal videos on the app.

• Often uses someone else's phone for watching.

• Accidentally posts a picture of himself and has those random ass sounds(Jax Vs. Skibidi Toilet Edging Battle!!!!)

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Piston Hondo

• Would deny using it at first, but eventually gives in. He enjoys using the app.

• Mostly used his account for commenting and watching. Likes giving people advices.

• He wins a lot of arguments.

• Probably has like 2 accounts, the other one being banned.

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Bear Hugger

• Has an account with 10 followers.

• Defo tries to do mukbangs but fails almost miserably???

• Eventually moves to showing off his fellow animal friends.

• Likes responding back to comments. Especially when they're making conversation with him.

• Bio is "I like raw fish"

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Great Tiger

• He makes videos about his magic and people think it’s CGI which offends him.

• Responds to hate comments a LOT. Spends most of his time on Tiktok to reply to them.

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Don Flamenco

• Vlogs in a lot of places and records them.

• Likes showing off his dance skills and good looks.

• Loves the attention he gets so much.

• The comments thirsting for him make him.. a little uncomfy(VERY LOYAL TO CARMEN!!!!)

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Aran Ryan

• A big-ass hater

• Posts hate comments, videos, his whole being on Tiktok is about being a hater and complains a lot. For fun.

• Yells in videos he posts.

• None of the boxers want to follow him (HELP, maybe except for Lil Mac)

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Soda Popinski

• He doesn’t even know Tiktok exists.

• Although tiktok knows about him, he probably gets edits made about him and he’s genuinely unaware of them.

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Bald Bull

• HATES the camera, absolutely. Doesn't like recording himself as well.

• Doesn't bother using the app at all.

• He always ask the other boxers on why they keep using the app, more offensively.

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Super Macho Man

• Posts a shit ton of videos just flexing his body.

• Always has his bitches in the videos to 'prove' something (nothing)

• Posts thirst traps but everyone is roasting him in the comments. He's obviously not happy about this. (Aran MIGHT be the troll)

• Responds to hate comments with something that revolves around him being better.

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Mr. Sandman

• Is actually civilized and does not cause drama. He's chill.

• Posts videos of him training from time to time, but is mostly on the app for.. YOU GET IT. JUST WATCHING.

• Reposts DAILY.

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Little Mac

• Too young for Tiktok.. :( (JAYKAY)

• Average Tiktok user, follows all of the boxers despite some of them just hating on him.

• Another commenting enjoyer, mostly on the boxers' posts.

• Reposts a lot of memes and shows them to Doc Louis (some of them he doesn't understand)

[tulip-room]

coffee stains- o. miya

prologue || You Again

words: 949

masterlist || all hq works || next

"You broke my heart in that little window, I felt my heart shatter as I watched you chatter away."

He was stressed out. He had a lot going on. Why couldn’t you understand that? She had heard too many excuses at this point. At first everything was fine, only a few dates here and there were missed. She was understanding…he was opening up a restaurant. That took a lot of work and time, it all came to a head one night though. One she would remember for a while as she slept on the couch of one of her friends. 

The night felt like it was taunting her, it was a warm humid night. The air sticking to her skin and weighing her down. Osamu had mentioned that he wasn’t going to be home because he had a few things at the shop to finish up. The bag of food she was bringing him dropped to the sidewalk as she saw him leaning over the counter and talking to one of the waitresses. So this is why he hadn’t come home. It made sense now. The food was abandoned on the ground as she started the slow walk home, not realizing the hot tears rolling down her face as they were too similar to the humidity.

Fishing out her phone from her pocket she almost drops it as her hands shake to unlock it. Her vision is blurry as she clicks on her most recent contact. Wyr, they’ll probably be the best option anyway. Her and Kiyoko live the closest to the apartment. Funny, it used to be her apartment but lately it hasn’t really felt like home. 

She barely makes it up the stairs in one piece on her shaky legs. Her hand comes up to wrap against the familiar wood of a familiar apartment. “Oh, let’s get you inside and out of those clothes.” Wyr beckons her in and closes the door behind her. Kiyoko comes over with a change of clothes and the two lead the crying woman to their bedroom. 

Kiyoko and Wyr’s apartment is nothing short of coziness. There’s fairy lights hanging up, potted plants on the window sill and the overhead lights are never on. Their living room is a mismatch of furniture given to them by their friends over the years, the couch was gifted to them by Daichi, the armchair a gift from Yachi their second Christmas living in the home. Their bedroom was in a similar state of mismatch. The quilts didn’t go together but that didn’t really matter as opposed to how warm they kept you. There was a singular potted plant on their bedside table (Norbert as deemed by Wyr), and there were scattered pages of drawings at the desk of the room. On the right side of the bed was a hippo plushie they had gotten when they went to the zoo. 

Y/N recognized the shirt she was wearing and smiled a little. It was the first gift she had ever given to Kiyoko, she was surprised to see it still in one piece after all the years it had been since then. “Is that a smile I see?” Kiyoko prodded when she came around the corner.

“You kept this stupid shirt?”

“Of course, it was a gift from a friend. I keep most things gifted to me.” Kiyoko offered her a small smile and lightly grabbed her arm to lead her back to the living room. There she could see a carton of ice cream, blankets, a cup of what looks like tea, and The Princess Bride loaded up on the TV. Wyr patted the spot next to them and she waited for Kiyoko to take the spot but she instead sat on the opposite end of the couch. “It’s cuddle time, you can tell us what happened when you feel better.” 

She hadn’t felt this loved in months as she allowed the couple to wrap their arms around her. The sounds of the opening played on the TV as they ate ice cream and laughed at the tricks played by the characters in the film. “Thank you guys,” she yawned as her eyes closed.

“Of course, you’re our friend.” Wyr responded and carefully raked her fingers through Y/N’s hair. “Get some rest, you can tell us about it in the morning if you’re feeling better.” She was already asleep on Wyr’s shoulder by the time the sentence was finished. “Seems she really did need some rest. I think I’m going to kill Osamu.” Kiyoko hummed with agreement.

A few months later and it seemed like she was back to normal, or at least as normal as someone could be after breaking up with their high school sweetheart. Life isn’t always pretty though, that’s why we have coffee to get us through the day. 

The bell jingles as she pushes the door open, her gaze is on her phone as she walks to the counter. It’s unfortunate that she doesn’t see the man walking towards her just as distracted as her. There’s a crash as the cold and wet feeling of something spilling on her flushes her senses. “I’m so sorry,” she knows that voice. 

She scowls as she lifts her head up. “It wasn’t enough that you made our relationship miserable? You had to spill your coffee on me too?” She scoffs and takes the napkins a tired barista hands her. “Thank you,” she mutters quickly to the woman. 

“Yeah, okay. Now you’re just being dramatic.” He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “I didn’t make our relationship miserable. You’re the one who left.” 

“Because you–” she stops and pinches her nose. “Nope. I don’t care enough, I’m doing better. I hope to not see you again Miya.”

“Whatever.”

a/n: haha- so...I am doing something full of whimsy to offset the seasonal depression. I'm going to write multiple series at once! You know what that means!!! It means that I'm going to be more chronically online than usual lol <3

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[thisbelongsto-nohbodys]

So how would Anne respond to pictures of Moo Deng from Thailand? You know? The incredibly adorable Pygmy Hippo from a Thai zoo dominating Social media?

The same way most ppl have, with “Awwwws” and laughter and she’d def share her fav pics in the Trio’s group chat