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naz 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 you betray me
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when she texts me even though she’s busy….im in trouble
#we’re supposed to be friends#maybe fwb#idk we ‘met’ on tinder#but my family goes to the restaurant she works at once a week#so like technically we met there ig#but anyways#i just like the attention#imma try not to overthink my feelings#but imma overthink my feelings#and probably but hopefully not but probably make this weird
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when people refer to canon story-relevant kingdom hearts games as ‘spinoffs’ it makes me sad not only for the obvious reasons i always say but also bc like man i WISH this series had spinoffs. imagine what they could do if they had permission from nomura to truly go off the rails and ignore the greater canon for a second and just do some fun whimsical plotless thing in an alternate universe. imagine a fishing/boating game on destiny islands. kh fighting game. it is an injustice that we have been deprived of kingdom karts. can anyone hear me
#in terms of alternate gameplay and lack of reliance on plot#i feel like melody of memory is the closest thing kh has actually had to a spinoff#but even that is important in its own way in the end#union cross to a certain degree as well what with being an online multiplayer gacha type game#its original concept i would definitely classify as a spinoff game#bc it was set in a totally different world and time period and was supposed to be about customization and fun with friends#and nomura or someone said it wasn’t meant to be connected to the plot#but then like. he did very much go and give it a plot. like he went back on that almost immediately#and even then. given that the game is still very much combat and exploration#even from the beginning can it really be called a spinoff? it’s just kh in a different format#i’m talking like a game in which the objective is something totally different.#racing game or cooking game or fighting game or (another) rhythm game#ace attorney style detective game. dancing game. dude i don’t know#there are so many different flavors they could go with here#alas nomura is allergic to genuine whimsy which is hilarious given that this is a disney series#like he apparently was like ‘ohhh should we really let sora in smash? would it make sense in the story?’#my brother in christ surely we’re not supposed to interpret this as canon to kh right? right????#i guess it’s just that the kh franchise has a very specific pristine vibe he wants to maintain#which is disney shenanigans as a seasoning on top of a main dish of Stone Cold Serious Anime Plot#kingdom hearts#kh#mine: kh
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It's a beautiful start to the easter hols in the UK, pray4everyone taking Parties of Kids into Nature (me irl) (fictionally, Charlie)
Here is a fictionalised account of a beautiful teaching experience that maybe hypothetically happened to my friend elodie once


Kid just had no thoughts in their head, swung it like a flaming sword, got a smaller kid in the eye. Beautiful. Epic. My - I mean Charlie’s - heart rate will probably get down to normal any year now.
#Killie and Charlie#(tangentially)#don’t suppose any of you live in Monmouthshire and willing to rescue me for humanitarian reasons?#actually I’m being melodramatic we are only going glamping (not even proper camping) with friends.#and the friends are lovely and there’s only 5 kids between us.#mind you the dad is like shall we go on a 6k run tomorrow morning elodie we can be back before dawn#and as much as I love him: no#nope. no. nature doesn’t open for business until 7:30 am. even if we’re sleeping in it. cheers.
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every time someone calls caleb their ‘childhood friend’ i die a little inside
#HES UR BROTHER#BROTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!#niisan!!! gege!!!! oppa!!!!!! BROTHER#i like that infold left it up to interpretation in the english localization bcoz it gives those uncomfy with the pseudocest an out#but i agree that a LOT of the cards end up sounding a little awkward due to the refusal to call him her brother#like intertwined gold????? dude that ENTIRE card was fucking forbidden romance#why would caleb call himself a MONSTER if he wasn’t ur adoptive brother be so for real with me right now#also day four of the event?????#‘sometimes i wish we were strangers so we wouldn’t have to make up excuses to hold hands’#UMMMMMMMMMMM#HELLO#HELLOOOOOOOOO-OO-OOO#i’m paraphrasing obv but wow#wow!!!!!!!!!!!#caleb’s whole fucking shtick is that this is forbidden#wrong#something they shouldn’t really be doing#i have heard that in cn/jp it’s framed as ‘i don’t JUST want to be a brother figure to you’#which makes sense#not ‘oh boo hoo we’re ??? childhood??? friends???’#anyway#idk how that’s supposed to be ‘wrong’ in any sense of the word idk idk#shrugging so hard#clari chatters
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I’m rewatching Labyrinth and I already know I’m going to make this about Tim Drake.
Bruce gets Damian as a baby, and makes Tim watch him while he goes out on the more dangerous missions.
Tim throws a fit and says the whole ‘Ugh, I wish someone would just take you far away from me!’ bit and then League assassins kidnap Damian.
Tim tracks down Ra’s and threatens him and Ra’s tells him, “Ah, but Detective… I’m doing you a favor. I heard you, you know. Just think how much better life will be when you don’t have to worry about taking care of my grandson.”
“…I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but I really need my brother back.”
Ra’s stares at him for a few moments. “How disappointing. I suppose you’ll just have to find him, then.”
And that’s the last thing Tim remembers before waking up in the labyrinth. He walks forward for a few moments before he sees a figure training with a sword in a courtyard.
The figure turns and Tim spots bright green eyes and a streak of white in a head of black.
“Oh, Replacement. It’s you.”
#I don’t want to make Jason the coward but it’s really funny like that:(#I suppose you could probably change his motive from cowardice to revenge but w/e#The Bog of Eternal Stench=The Pit and it’s the only thing Jay is scared of#and instead of ‘we’re friends’ it’s ’we’re family’ and I cry#it could also be Dick as Sarah and Jason as Toby#idk who would take Jason but I guess it could still just be jareth with no explanation#oh yea the joker exists#then you could have the fun rogues be all the little miscellaneous characters#I think Penguin would make a good Worm#Croc is Ludo#and the Riddler could be Sir Didymus !#although if it’s dick and Jason Didymus is really giving dami vibes#dcu#batfam#batman#fanfiction#tim drake#damian wayne#ra’s al ghul#bruce wayne#red robin#dc robin#dick grayson#jason todd#red hood#shut up grandpa#I always write way too much in the tags but they don’t fit in the post:(
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billy’s mom waking him up while it’s still dark, whispering even though neil’s working the night shift. it’s a couple days before his tenth birthday and she’s telling him they’re going to have their very own adventure, just like the ones in billy’s books. she grabs an already packed suitcase from under billy’s bed and kisses him on the nose, tells him to get dressed quick. the two of them leave in an old beat up yellow bug that she managed to get for a third of the asking price and keep parked around the corner until now. they stay with friends and jump from place to place so neil can’t track them down. billy gets used to surfing couches and staying in motels.
he spends his tenth birthday in a diner, his mom gets him a big stack of pancakes and a milkshake with extra cherries. gets a candle out her pocket along with her silver lighter. sings happy birthday and pulls a face when the waitress frowns at them, just to make billy laugh. she sips at her coffee while billy tucks in. smiles when he holds some out with a “c’mon mama, share with me.”
billy thinks it’s neat. thinks it’s the best birthday he’s ever had.
they eventually end up with a place in california, a little bungalow near the coast and billy grows up with his mom. billy gets pretty shirts from the thrift store ‘cause his mama lets him do stuff like that. doesn’t call him a queer, doesn’t force a baseball bat into his hands whilst yelling at him for crying, for being a pussy. his mom lets him read and keep a journal and press flowers between the pages of the neverending story, she plays hendrix and dusty springfield and laughs when billy comes home from his friends’ house with his first piercing at thirteen. she doesn’t tear down his posters or yell when she finds him using her eyeliner.
and everything’s perfect. sort of.
they have bad days- billy’s mom has bad days. billy calls them gray days ‘cause that’s how the world looks when she’s like this. all her color gone. no singing-dancing in the kitchen or baking five different kinds of cake because she couldn’t decide which one was best, no last minute trips to the beach or sitting outside at night and telling billy about the stars. instead she’ll stay in bed, won’t go to work. she’ll stare at the wall blankly and look right through billy when he tries to talk to her. she won’t take the pills the doc gave her and billy doesn’t know what to do. never knows what to do. just chews at his lip until it bleeds, bites at his thumb until it’s red raw. he’ll get in the bed with her. lay beside her and just talk like she used to do with him when he had a nightmare. hum a song to her.
billy’s still pissed at the world just slightly less so. still has that anger and anxiousness simmering just below the surface and shows his teeth when cornered. he’s still hardened in a way that a kid shouldn’t be but. it’s different. there’s no neil. the only bloody noses he gets are at school, when he fights with the kids who call him a fag and a fairy, call his mom a basket case. he uses fists when they laugh and ask if she’s all there with a finger pointing at their heads, ask if billy will “catch the crazy.”
those are billy’s bad days. sitting in the principals office, icing his knuckles.
when he’s fifteen, billy manages to bag a job at the local auto repair by turning up every day and telling howie how good he’d be, that he knows cars and it’s all he wants to do and please please please. eyebrows pulled together, eyes puppy dog wide and hands clasped in front of him until howie grumbles, throws an oily rag at billy. says fine but billy’s gotta pay for anything he damages. someone brings in a chevy camaro and billy asks howie to let him help fix it up. does the begging again until howie laughs. says get a hold of yourself, kid, voice fond as he ruffles billy’s hair.
billy’s four months away from turning seventeen when the doorbell goes. he’s eating a sandwich and watching knight rider. he’s wearing the necklace his mom got him for his last birthday and- he answers the door. doesn’t think twice. freezes when he sees neil standing there. he looks different. hair a little shorter and more wrinkles. where billy’s gained weight, gained muscle, neil’s lost it. his eyes are a little sunken and he’s still got his wedding band on. he reeks of booze. billy has to remind himself to speak, just says “yeah?” his voice comes out small and neil smiles at him. smiles and billy feels this weird twist in his stomach ‘cause .. that’s his dad and he hasn’t seen him in years and it twists and twists and-
turns out. not much has changed. billy realises a little too late that neil will always be neil. they run again. have to leave everything behind. billy doesn’t get to say bye to his friends, to howie, to the car. they leave a lot of stuff behind and head in any direction away from neil. they both try to keep the mood light, take turns driving and play the tapes billy grabbed. they end up in indiana- hawkins. they stay at a motel until billy’s mom finds a place for dirt cheap. it has two bedrooms and a dingy bathroom, a living room slash kitchen and one hell of a damp problem. it’s dirt cheap for a reason.
it’s above a shop in town and- it’s fine. their landlord is an asshole but they’re together and they’ve got a roof over their heads. billy’s enrolled at hawkins high and his mom gets a job at the laundromat. he tells her that he doesn’t need to go to school, that he could just work and help pay the bills but his mom won’t have any of it. says that she wishes she had finished school and that billy’s too clever to waste it. that he has potential.
billy knows the reason she dropped out of school was because she had him. he just nods, rests his head on her shoulder.
it’s billy’s first day at school and his mom drives him to make sure he actually goes. he gets out the car and tries to shake the nerves off. straightens up and puts on his act. plasters a fake smile on his face and it’s working, he’s got most of the girls swooning and the boys at least seem curious. billy looks around and his eyes land on a guy leaning up against a bmw. his hair’s coiffed to high heaven and he’s wearing a polo, preppy as fuck but- pretty. it’s one of the first things billy realises about him, all doe eyes and moles dotted just about everywhere. he’s got a smirk on his face. not aimed at billy but the guy beside him.
pretty-boy walks over to him and billy raises an eyebrow, plays it cool. he introduces himself as steve and billy gets the idea that he’s top dog at hawkins high, is immediately proved right when they step into the building. king steve, freckles calls him. billy laughs- catches steve looking at him when he does and feels his face get hot. steve just smiles wider, calls billy california and tells him to sit with them at lunch. billy tries to ignore the way steve’s smile makes him feel like the rug’s been pulled out from under his feet.
he nods and steve grins. tugs at one of billy’s curls.
says “i think you’re gonna like it here, california.”
#it got away from me i fear#billy has to live somewhere else at the start and then they move to california i don’t care he needs to be there with his mom for the#majority of the time he just has to#he Is california ! what else am i supposed to do here he needs it#makes hawkins that much worse#he’s best friends with argyle but he doesn’t get to say bye !#billy’s first kiss is with a girl but the second the one he counts is with a boy and his mama knows he’s gay also#probably argyle if we’re being real#my words#billy hargrove#billy’s mom#harringrove#cw slurs#cw mental illness#spinning in circles i just need mamas boy billy and king steve so bad#mamas boy billy & king steve
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Reblog if you ship Mavunzel! 🦇🍳
#that original AMV is why I’m gay now#used to rewatch it for hours daily as a child#legit just thought they we’re supposed to be best friends#tangled#disney tangled#hotel transylvania#mavis dracula#rapunzel#princess rapunzel#mavunzel#mavis x rapunzel#Rapunzel x mavis#golden blond and jet black#golden blonde and jet black#golden blond x jet black#golden blonde#jet black#wlw#wlw ship#lesbian#lesbian ship#lgbtq+#lgbtq#canon lesbian ship#canon lgbtq+ ship#canon gay#crossover ship#slash ship#AMV#reblog if you ship
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~ 𝙰 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝 ~
̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚁𝙽 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴!!! 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙻𝚄𝙵𝙵𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙵𝙵 𝙵𝙸𝙲 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙳𝙷𝙳𝙷!!!˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙**·̩̩̥͙
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞��𝚏
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟹𝟺𝟾
𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 ⚾️💛
𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚜 🎃❤️
𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝…
(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙳𝚂; 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂. 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙴𝙸𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺𝚂!!!)
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 😚💞
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It was a nice, cool and collected October afternoon.
The air smelled like October…the tree’s looked like October…
…And everything just felt…October-ish in a way; if that makes any sense…
It was the end of the school day; and just like any intelligent and studious student…you would assume doing your homework as soon as you got home would be the best bet, right?
Well…not for Linus Van Pelt and Charlie Brown.
The two best friends have been playing video games for the past…two hours; give or take?
And their homework would most likely not be finished until…probably…midnight…
…But the two had priorities. Very good ones in fact!
And one of the main priorities they had as of right now was finishing their video game.
(A wonderful priority if you ask me).
And to make it even better, Charlie was surprisingly…winning!
Which…was something in his life that didn’t happen…much, if, not at all.
Linus looked at the small TV screen in slight disbelief as his best friend managed to score yet another point in Mario Kart.
The brunette chuckled at the action, a mix of surprise and amusement in his voice, “Wow…I didn't know you were such a video game expert, Char. You’re destroying me, here.”
Charlie giggled, “I guess I am, aren’t I?”
The younger boy shook his head, feigning an offended tone, “You 'guess', huh?” The red cladded preteen snickered as he put the controller to the side, “Don’t let it get to your head. You're supposed to be letting me win, after all."
“You wouldn’t win even if I let you.” The other chuckled.
“Wha— exCUSE me?!” Linus gasped dramatically.
“You’re excused...” Charlie said cheekily as the TV roared with champion music, displaying the results of the leader board as the yellow cladded preteen was shown as the winner.
“…Looks like I win.” The older grinned.
“That’s not faaaaair!!!” The younger one whined, pointing his finger accusingly at his best friend, “You cheated!”
Charlie Brown let out a small huff of laughter, raising an amused brow as he crossed his arms, “Hohow dihid I cheat? Yohou watched me plahay!”
The red cladded preteen rolled his eyes, looking away from his friend as he sulked, “Whatever...”
Charlie rested his head on his friend’s shoulder whilst teasingly poking his cheek, “It’s okay to lose, Li. We all have to at some point.”
“You lose all the time in…like…w-well, everything!” The shorter teen retorted.
“But I’m not losing right now, am I?” The honey brown eyed preteen grinned smugly, going out to poke the other’s cheek one more time but was stopped as Linus grabbed his wrists, pinning his arms above his head with one hand as he sat on his friend’s thighs.
Charlie’s eyes widened, kicking his legs underneath Linus as he tried to get out of the hold.
…Good…grief.
The one in red used his free hand to tickle the other’s side, dancing his fingers diligently and effortlessly which caused Charlie to absolutely shriek, shaking his head as he stomped his feet on the carpeted floor.
Linus chuckled, enjoying the lightheartedness of the moment and the adorable sound of his friend’s shriek as he tickled his sides.
The brown eyed preteen was barely even tickling him!
…In fact, Linus was barely getting started.
The younger smiled slyly, “Huh...who would’ve known? The great video game champion is ticklish…”
“N-Nohohohoh!!” The other kid giggled helplessly.
“'No?' You seem pretty ticklish to me, Char.“ The brunette haired preteen mused.
“I-Ihihi’m nahahat!” The older cried.
Linus rolled his eyes fondly as he doubled down on the tickling, his grin stretching wider. He released his friend’s wrists and he pinched his hips, chuckling at the giggly denial the other was sputtering through his laughs.
I mean, come on now. Linus knew Charlie Brown since…kindergarten.
…The two were only in fifth grade…but still! His point still boldly stands!!!
“Oho, you're not, huh? Then how come you're giggling and squirming around so much?“
“I-Ihihi’m nahahat!” The honey brown eyed kid desperately denied which Linus to only laughed out loud in result, his fingers still dancing over his best friend’s sides.
He looked at the taller boy with mock seriousness, still smiling widely as the other wriggled and writhed.
“Oho really? Because your giggling is telling me a veeeeery different story~!” The red cladded preteen smiled smugly as he started to knead the other’s hips, “Just say you’re ticklish…'cuz I know you know you are…no matter how much you deny it.
Charlie Brown just snorted, hugging his middles and kicking his legs slightly as Linus continued with his tickling onslaught, making sure to leave the other boy in utter stitches.
“Cohome on, Char! Admit it! Just say, your ticklish and this can aaaaaall be over~! You know you want to~!” The hazel eyed teen said as he tickled his best friend’s stomach swiftly.
And in result, the yellow cladded preteen genuinely screamed in a result to the new sensation on his tummy, grabbing the other’s wrists but not quite pushing them away.
Linus just grinned, enjoying the silliness of the situation, “Pff— how about now, Char~? Are you still 'not ticklish~?'” He teased as he continued to tickle the taller oh-so casually, “Y'know…the more you deny it, the more I'm tempted to keep going~!”
The honey brown eyed preteen’s whole face turned to a bright red as he tugged on his best friend’s hands, “NAHAHAHAH— snrk LIHINUHUS!!”
The younger boy found his best friend’s giggling both adorable yet hilarious at the same time; continuing to tickle the other on his stomach and not showing the slightest sign of stopping anytime soon.
“D'aww~! Your little snorts nehever get old…” The younger smiled fondly, “Come on, Char, just say it! I won't stop until you do~!”
“LIHI— snrk!! PLEHEASE NAHAHOH!!” Charlie Brown cackled.
“But all you have to do is admit it, Char-Char~! Just say you’re soooo ticklish and the tickling will stop!” The hazel eyed preteen casually said.
The slightly taller kid snorted, flapping his hands on his friend’s arms. Linus glanced at his best friend's happy stims and smiled, pausing his tickling torment for juuuuust a moment.
“Your happy stimming is so. freaking. cute!” The younger gushed, “But~! We're not done here; not until you say those two magic words..." He said as he resumed the tummy tickling with a smirk.
Charlie snorted, “LIHI LIHIHI!! PLEHEHEASE!!!”
“Awe…is that a 'please' I hear? Sounds like someone's starting to give in…”
“I’M TICKLISH!! IHIHIHI’M TIHICKLIHISH!!!” The yellow cladded preteen cackled despretley
“Those aren’t the magic words, Charlie Brooown~!” Linus grinned evilly, leaning down and blowing a raspberry on his best friend’s stomach.
The older let out an embarrisngly loud squeal at the sensation on his said stomach, covering his face with his arms as he laughed hysterically.
“Oho gosh…I forgot how sensitive your tummy is...” Linus giggled in between breaths.
“IHIHITS SNRK NAHAHAT!!” The other denied.
“It’s not? Are you sure? 'Cuz this seems like a goldmine for your giggles, Charlie..” The younger said matter-of-factly as he lightly scribbled his nails around the elder’s bellybutton as he raspberried his sides.
The elder in question howled, arching his back and cackling madly, “GAHAHASH NOHOH! HIC! WHYHYHY THAHAHAT?!”
“Because you loooove it~!”
“PLEHEASE!! LIHIHI NOHOHAH— SNRK! STAHAHAP!!!”
“But this cute little giggle spot is so yummy, Char! I just need to...” And with that, Linus blew the most freaking ticklish raspberry Charlie Brown’s ever felt directly on his bellybutton.
Happy tears ran down the older’s face, lying limp on the carpet as he laughed like The Joker, “LINUS IHI’M SOSOHO TICKLISH!!! IHI’M TICKLISH JUHUHUST PLEEHEHEASE!!!”
The red cladded preteen stopped immediatley, getting off and lying down next his best friend as his best friend in question tried to catch his breath.
“Ihihi’m gohohonna gehehet yohou back…”
“I’m sure you will, Char.” Linus snickered, sitting back against the couch as he grabbed his and Charlie’s playstations and waving them around teasingly, “Best out of three?”
“Oho you’re ohon.” The older grinned, snatching back the gaming device as they placed video games throughout the night.
…Perhaps that homework could wait until tomorrow…
#Charlie Brown tickle#Peanuts tickle#Charlie Brown tickle fic#Peanuts tickle fic#Lee!Charlie#Lee!Charlie Brown#Ler!Linus#Ler!Linus Van Pelt#Can you all tell this was supposed to be a Tickletober fic????????#MmhhmMMmmMmm YEAH#YEAH 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️#Was gonna post it but yk#Life be lifing 😗😙😚#This fic is just……eh#Mediocre I feel#Not my best work 🫡#But it’s okay……we’re gonna get into the good stuff sooner or later#(SOONER)#Tmnt 2003 fans buckle up cuz y’all are getting FED 🍽️🍽️🍽️🍴🍴🍽️🍽️🍴🍴🍴🍽️🍽️🍽️🍴#I feel like I need to write for Peanuts more…#CUZ AAHHHHH ITS SO CUTE I LOVE THE FRANCHISE SM 🥹💗💕💖💝💓💞#Linus has probs known the Browns for so long he lowkey just walks into the front door all like “Hi Mrs. Brown :D”#And she just says hi back like hes on of her kIDSS WAUGGGHHHHH#ALSO#DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN THE NEXT APPLE TV PEANUTS SPECIAL IS COMING OUT BC IM TWEAKING#WELCOME HOME FRANKLIN IS ABT TO BE A YEAR OLD‼️‼️‼️‼️#APPLE TV WHERE IS THE NEXT SPECIAL BRUH#I lowkey want it to be about Schroeder 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾#OR THE QUADRUPLETS (Charlie Linus Schroeder and Franklin)#Like them as a friend group 😭😭😭😖😖💔💔💔⁉️⁉️⁉️
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Second big project I have in mind!!!
This ones been in the ol noggin for…flips through papers at least a year.
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I really enjoy Flowey and Papyrus’ relationship, and honestly don’t find any interpretation of it as extremely offensive cause IT IS REALLY WEIRD Some people are like Forgettable AU and others are like Flowey Is Not A Good Life Coach ITS QUITE A SPECTRUM- and those are my 2 favorite Undertale fan creations so YIPPEE!!! I do not support the creator of Flowey Is Not A Life Coach btw- i found out about their other fics like months after I finished it
I think this song does it justice in the VIBE and the constant “im your friend, but im not really your friend, well actually im your only friend” LIKE THATS SO THEM NO MATTER WHAT INTERPRETATION YOU FOLLOW
im definitely gonna TRY to make at least a whole storyboard/animatic (i have no problem showing the whole plan i had cause ITS DEFINITELY OUTDATED I MADE IT A YEAR AGOEDHHDSHB)
lastly, proof that I used to fucking love they might be giants (and still do) (and that i have been thinking about this with an undertale amv for a while)

#the thing thats so cool about their relationship is Flowey is like a reflection of the player yeah?#and he finds him the most fun/interesting character because WE’RE SUPPOSED TO FEEL THAT WAY TOO#or at least thats how I see it#also they had matching scarfs on the Clock App…..#theyre both the ultimate pacifists#or at least Asriel was#I NEED THEM TO HAVE A FUNNY INTERACTION IN DELTARUNE PLEASEEEE#I wish i could give very direct pieces of lyrics that make me go ITS SO THEM!!#but i just cant IT JUST FEELS RIGHT??? IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT#i highly recommend the song even if you dont think it matches that dynamic#it slaps either way#tho I CAN explain my thought process with the whiteboard sketches!!!#Flowey finds Papyrus interesting and charming ye? ‘He watches over you’#and ‘Im the only bee in your bonnet’ like hes Papyrus’ only friend that…doesnt….always do the greatest things#hes the only friend that feels ‘wrong’ ofc Papyrus doesnt exactly identify that#also just the repeated theme of Make A Little Birdhouse In Your Soul#Like Flowey is making himself right at home in Papyrus’ soul hes got full control of everyone with the resets#and Papyrus is his favorite guy
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I hope they explode
#GOD THESE ARE ALL SO BAD. SORRY. I THINK THEYRE FUNNY LITTLE GUYS#nintama#nintama rantarou#忍たま乱太郎#rkrn#pissing off my friends by drawing them about to kiss like five zillion times and then never actually committing to it#YOU DONT GET ITS ABOUT THE UNFULFILLED DESIREEEEE#ugh. whatever. anyway I think they should kiss and make up WHO SAID THAT NO WAY#kema tomesaburou#shioe monjirou#tomemon#留文#tee bee aych there is kind of some sauce to monjirou realizing he likes tomesaburou and having a crisis over his status as a ninja#but in my mind I think hed be more upset about the fact it’s his archrival LOLLL#sorry. whatever. I’m evil and I think there’s also sauce to them if they’re both mutually pining but neither can actually be lovey dovey#because they’re so invested in their special little relationship as opponents… (dreamily)#and like . whatever. who gives a gaf. one of them gets like injured or sick and the other gets irrationally upset about it#we’re supposed to be rivals you can’t just fall on me here!!!! WHATEVER. I KNOW WHAT YOU TWO ARE#quirinahdraws#digital#sketchdump#(entire album full of kenen content) god I hate them so much#tachibana senzou#zenpouji isaku#chougougumi wingmen is a very cute concept to me. Their roommates simultaneously being sick of them and shipping them together :)…
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i think part of my problem is i lived with my best friend for two years of my life and have been searching for the same feeling of joy & acceptance & support ever since
#like I’ve sat down and had a think about it and the times I’ve felt the least lonely in the last 5+ years are when my roommates were close#friends I could pray with/laugh with/cry with/unmask with#something something you can’t keep trying to go back somewhere that doesn’t exist anymore you need to go forward#but the only way I can see myself thriving is if I can live with people/someone who feel(s) like home#and I know that can come with time and you meet new people and make new friends and settle down somewhere and slowly build yourself a life#but how do you do that without dying along the way#and I’m here in this new state and I’m trying to be content but there’s the very real possibility everything is going to change *again*#later this year and I just. I’m done I want it all to be over I want to get to find someone and commit my life to them and get to know we’r#we’re gonna figure it out together#and bitterness is so tempting right now bc unless God heals & transforms & really really surprises me#(all of which He CAN do but I just have never thought that was His desire for me); unless that happens I will probably be alone for the#rest of my life#and I can write essays on the importance of platonic friendships and how good and beautiful it is to value them but that grows weaker and#weaker the older you get the more all your friends seek marriage and find their other halves and you’re still. just. There#it’s nearly midnight and I should write a poem instead of processing in the tags of a post but really I may just go to bed#I’m so glad I have a phone call and prayer group to look forward to tomorrow#and the Bible study tonight was good <3 some things were hard about it but my soul was comforted#and I may have even more questions but at the very least right now I know God is Love#and that is the bottom line of any answer that I seek#….which I guess maybe loops back to the processing too. I know He is love I know He’s supposed to be sufficient#so what do you do when that doesn’t FEEL like enough#God I believe help my unbelief. please#elle rambles#[y]#/p
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Girlies I need image/video submissions for what Patrick would be having war flashbacks about

#he’s saying ‘ we’re supposed to allow ourselves to get a little embarrassed#a friend suggested Patrick falling down#I vote the image of him wearing the cardigan OVER the leather jacket
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hey team, quick question:
so, if your favourite fic writer compliments your work and you refrain from making it weird by asking if this is the start of your rivals to lovers arc, you get a prize, right?
how does one collect said prize, hypothetically, asking for a friend?
#yes she’s supposed to see this#hi mbw ☺️#fic writing#writer stuff#fandom#fanfic#art life#TG is a silly goose#we’re not rivals#I am but a humble fangirl#and a friend full of love
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woke up to soft thunder and a light rain. the world is drenched and the sky is gray and all of the colors are more vivid by contrast and there are mourning doves in the trees.
#managed to get my dog out before the rain picked up too#the lightning is wild tho because you can’t see bolts it’s just a flash like your eyes are glitching#we’re supposed to get proper storms tonight#nothing like when NE and IA got tho…#was up late waiting for a friend to see her messages because she lives west of the Lincoln-Omaha area#I wish I had a porch#greatest hits#<- guess y’all liked this one huh?
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The Nurses a very funny episode because margaret gets a long sympathetic moment where she cries about the other nurses not being nice to her after five straight seasons of her bullying the hell out of the nurses
#N posts stuff#i can’t tell. if we’re supposed to actually Both Sides here#it is. if you’ll forgive me for saying it. a very autistic margaret episode#of ‘If You Would Just Follow The Rules And Regulations And Do What I Tell You We Could Be Friends’#and like. missing the nuance of. if you only ever correct people they will think you are frustrating to be around because people#generally do not like to be corrected constantly.#ALSO very funny bc this episode comes a few episodes after her engagement announcement episode where she was like#fawning to all the nurses about how thrilled she was to be engaged#so. if we follow the premise of this episode. was margaret doing that Knowing the nurses don’t like to interact with her socially?#were the nurses doing a good job of faking it then and then got tired of it during the heat?#it’s very funny as a whole. margaret Does have a gradual kind of shift from being an unsympathetic villain to being a more nuanced and#sympathetic character. but. do we get a lot of ‘margaret actually apologizes for how she acted’ moments??#<- asking with sincerity i haven’t been watching chronologically ive just been random picking episodes out of the whole stretch#but even in this episode she gets her sympathetic moment but she doesn’t really Apologize for how she’s treated them#and also never acknowledges the. power imbalance given that she can treat them like shit all she wants and punish them in real significant#ways and they can’t argue or defend themselves really. so snubbing her in little social ways is the only kind of power they Do have in#the dynamic. so. ??? idk doesn’t really Feel like a Both Sides issue imo#do any of my followers still watch mash? do people have thoughts about this episode?#N talks MASH
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