#will you guys breakdance with me

[nuppu-nuppu]

I’m failing at art right now Idk what I’m doing and I have 0 ideas what is going on it’s 2am

[brynn-lear]

I never got too deep into enstars but there are days where I miss Mama 😔

[evilwizard]

me: so what job experience do you guys bring to the team

guard one: well, we have a lot of experience with breakdancing—

guard two: no we absolutely do not. but we did guard these two doors for a bit

guard one: i killed jfk

guard two: he didn’t

[couch-house]

If you've been following me for a while you already know I'm going to tell you to vote for @themetalvirus's Egghog AU in @sonic-au-collision. You know I love drawing those funny little guys. But I think it might be a good idea to actually get into why I find them so compelling! I think any good AU is in conversation with canon,and egghogs is a certified Yapper.

Let's start with our hero, Amy!

Our canon Amy can be characterized by her deep compassion and optimism. As well as how Sonic has inspired her hero crush and motivated her to go out and put that compassion to work herself!* Egghog Amy has that same compassion, but what if she had no choice in being the hero? She had no one to look up to and inspire her, just the crushing weight of necessity. An Amy put in canon Sonic's position, who relies on unceasing and perhaps inappropriate optimism, but is still worn down by the weight of the world. I like this take on her, an exploration of where "toxic positivity" can get you.

*I think the classic IDW Amy characterization is a good example of this. As well as Fleetway Amys origin story heehee

Despite the stress of it all, she still has the optimism to see the best in people and believe they can change for the better. Like, for example, her crush: Egghog Sonic.

Just like canon Sonic, Eggy is a headstrong hedgehog defined by his own moral compass and his need to have a pretty good time. But while canon Sonic is defined by his love of freedom, independence, and by his "coolness," Egghog Sonic has been raised in Eggman's trap of control. He's just as headstrong, but in the opposite direction. His adoptive family is just as important to him as canon Sonic's friends, but in opposition to the good of the world. Where canon Sonic is personally reckless to protect others, Eggy is careless with the safety of others in service to his and his family's needs. Canon Sonic is capricious and relaxed, even in the face of danger, while Eggy is restrained, emotionally stunted, and stressed at all times.

Personally, I think that Egghog Sonic's fighting style being based in ballet--associated with control, restraint, and exclusivity by wealth--opposed to canon Sonic's fighting evoking breakdancing--a sport associated with creativity, play, and its origins as an urban art--does a great job on its own of juxtaposing the two Sonics.

But as I mentioned, even with his morals and freedom in opposition to canon, Egghog Sonic still has that essential connection to the people he cares about: his close-knit (read: highly controlled) family.

Egghog Sonic's younger brother Silver has all of canon Silver's accidental dickishness and ruthlessness, but without the humbling experience of surviving in a ruined future to keep him in check. Born and raised with a silver (ha) spoon in his mouth, Eggy Silver would be killed instantly by canon Silver's upbringing. All his worst qualities have been encouraged (as opposed to canon silver facing consequences for and learning from his flaws) and Eggy Silver is a huge fucking bitch. You know when Silver mugged Tails in Rivals? Okay now imagine if he was raised to do that as a child soldier. Now imagine he gets anything he wants whenever he asks. Thats Egghog Silver. When Silver defects from the Eggpire, we see that appreciation for the world and its history grow back where it belongs. It gives a better appreciation to what motivates canon Silver's view of the world, and recreates it in a new way.

Also the irony of Mr. I Must Fight For The Future's fucked up AU version of himself being part of the cause of the ruined future.... its delicious.

Finally, the oldest brother (by like a couple months...). We all know canon Shadow's had a rough time of it RE: mind control, manipulation, having a whole game where he is asked to be everyones gofer... This is Egghog Shadow's life for a full 15 years. Gerald doesn't finish cooking Egghog, and Eggman is the one to dump him out of the tube and raise him to be the perfect chaos-weilding soldier. He makes liberal use of his ability to physically manipulate Shadow's artificial mind to keep him in line as an endlessly obedient servant. Of course, any Shadow meaningfully based in canon won't stay that way. Just as his canon counterpart breaks free from the demands of those around him to forge his own path, so does Eggy Shadow. Even in the fucking miseries, even without a Maria, Shadow is still will make the choice to walk his own path.

Well, not just his own path. Because while Shadow (esp post-06 Shadow) can be uncompromisingly independent at times, he is still often defined by his friendships. Specifically, his relationship to Rouge is given focus in this AU, being his one reprieve from the empire and ultimately his way out. Canon Shadow had Rouge and Omega by his side during some of his darkest moments and arguably that made all the difference to his arc. Their presence (yes, Omega is here too) during Eggy Shadow's suffering is all the more essential and highlights their roles in canon.

But of course, with greater miseries comes greater struggle to heal. Canon Shadow's neat freak nature gets reinterpreted as a trauma response--maladaptive perfectionism and OCD. (tbc, in the same way fan works often recognize that canon Shadow likely lives with PTSD as a result of his experiences, Egghog Shadow's OCD is presented as an appropriate consequence of the stressful environment he's been raised in.) I like this as an exploration of how Shadow handles stress and trauma, how it might change in different circumstances.

All that to say, Egghog AU is just done in such a compelling way that really grabs me and facilitates Rambling about The Parallels and such. And that I think makes for a GREAT AU. The exploration of Sonic's strong personal morals and headstrong...ness, the benefits and flaws of Amy's intense optimism and compassion, Silver's ruthlessness and meaner side, and Shadow's tendency to introspection and overcorrection... Again I say, a good AU is one that is in conversation with canon, and Egghogs is constantly talking about the fascinating conflicts created by these characters. And thats why you should vote #Egghogs4Eggver

[prommytheus]

"wouldnt it be so cool if this happened? it's a shame they wouldn't do that though. haha. what an outlandish idea i am spitballing here" YOU'RE TEETERING ON THE EDGE OF A REVELATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

watching people play tgaa always has me gritting my teeth bashing my head into walls. they dont even know how cool this fucking game is yet

[devildomwriter]

Obey Me As Tumblr #31

Belphegor: Snail but with no shell

Beelzebub: Oh those is then uuuuuuuuuuu slurms

Satan: A what

•

Diavolo: Maybe dogs lick us so much because they know there’s bones beneath our skin

Lucifer: This is worst thing you’ve said by far, thanks

•

Beelzebub: Aye can I get Uh…..ingredients on my burger

Satan: Beetroot?

Satan: You want beetroot?

Satan: You want fucking beetroot?

Beelzebub: Ingredience

Mammon: This post feels exactly like a conversation you would witness in a dream and think was completely normal and then wake up and think “what the fuck” for a single millisecond and then immediately forget about completely

•

Diavolo: I’ve lost 20% of my couch

Diavolo: Ouch

Solomon: That’s the funniest couch joke I’ve seen sofa

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Mammon: *begins breakdancing gently* what’s wrong son?

Asmodeus: What the fuck. What does this even mean. Who thinks of this shit, why is it so funny. I hate this site

•

Mammon: You know what really gets my goat?

Barbatos: El chupacabra

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Leviathan: The future: holograms can physically touch you and there are 12 cases of homicide committed by Hatsune Miku

Solomon: Just 12?

Diavolo: It’ll be 13 if you don’t stop asking questions

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Satan: Do you ever get so excited you just want to crush a human skull in your hands

Mephistopheles: You just described breathing

Satan: I am fairly certain I Did Not

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Mammon: I love it when the city gets rainy at night, and the floor gets all reflective and pretty, and everything becomes more vibrant and gorgeous and you can put any fluid on the ground and people will think it’s water, fools

Lucifer: This post was great until the last part, what are you implying

Mammon: Fool

•

Diavolo: Science puns, go!

Belphegor: You must have a pH of 13 cause you basic as fuck

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Satan: Shut up @ people who still say “science side of tumblr”

Belphegor: Science side of tumblr why is this man so salty

Solomon: Osmosis

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Satan: 100 years ago everyone owned a horse and only the rich had cars. Today everyone has cars and only the rich own horses

MC: The stables have turned

Mephistopheles: I laughed too hard at this and I hate you for it

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Leviathan: Guys, I’m sorry but I think December 31st is going to be my last day on Tumblr for this year

Leviathan: …If one more person asks me why I’m leaving

Diavolo: Kids, this is why school is important

•

Simeon: In primary writing school we had a creative writing assignment where we had to ‘write about a character in a new strange environment’ and I wrote about a squid that was somehow transported from the ocean to the forest floor and slowly choked to death for two pages and I’ll never quite forget the look on my teacher’s face because it turns out she wanted ‘this new school is scary, I hope I make friends’ and not a graphic description of a squid dying

Lucifer: Well that’s just the risk you take if you decide to teach creative writing

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Raphael: Why do stores always say “gifts for her”??? Who is she? Why are millions of Americans being encouraged to buy gifts for this entity? Someone explain

Mammon: We must appease Her

MC: She is all that keeps the darkness at bay. Without Her the Old Ones will rise again, we must not disappoint Her

Solomon: She is watching. She knows.

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[wyervan]

Sooo Curious about your opinions on:

Sun×Moon (shipped together) orrrrr do you headcannon them more Sun&Moon (related/familiar but non-romantic) oWo

I'm assuming this is a general question? not related to the AU specifically. Altho I guess my opinion's the same either way so it doesn't matter.

It's so funi to me that this is such a divisive thing in the fandom 😜 or at least something people can feel strongly about anyway.

I like Sun and Moon in any which way relationship orientation!

Friends, sweethearts, enemies, brothers, next-door neighbors, horror amalgamate, two guys who sit 5 feet apart in a hot tub cause it's not gay, members of rival breakdance troupes—It's all a delicious buffet of different stories and interesting interaction.

I think that I depict smoon (both au and canonish) in my own work as especially rivalrous and fiery friendship. They have a long history together. maybe it even gets a little extra *complicated* sometimes :3c

[mrkizen]

it's a mutual love

pairing: boyfriend!eunseok x (f)!reader

wc: 1.8k

cw: death, poisoning, manipulation, smut, control, infidelity, thigh riding..

HAPPY NEW YEARS...

don't read if uncomfortable.

rushing into a relationship was truly the worst decision eunseok made within his twenty-three years on earth. two years of bliss, three of torture. an expired love, albeit appears true on the outside, but from within it was misery. eunseok dreaded turning to his side, awakened from his slumber, only for his eyes to be met by your sleeping body. as a result of this unbounded beset “love”, eunseok did what he knew best; cheating.

you knew eunseok was cheating. his attempts to mask the floral scent of that other woman’s perfume, or the love bites that scattered his neck were quite unsuccessful. from his point of view, infidelity was his game. however, all it was frankly, was a bad attempt to leave a relationship.

eunseok, with great caution, unlocked the door at exactly three-twenty one a.m. you were wide awake, awaiting his arrival, after his bullshit story from earlier in the day; claiming he would be working late tonight. not even a sliver of his fiction gave you any hope to cling to the fact that he was telling the truth. he slipped his shoes off, tip-toeing to the two of you’s room to discreetly sidle up to. he removed his sweat-drenched shirt, replacing it with a plain black tee. eunseok’s large hands snaked around your waist, a weight coming off his shoulders. successfully, prolonging his “plan.”

or so he thought.

“eunseok get off of me.” you muttered, removing his hands from your body. his eyes bulged, the thought of you being awake at this time of night not even clicking. though his hands were no longer present, his whole body was pressed up against yours. you groaned even louder, switching positions so there would be a gap between the two of you. “what time is it?” you ask. eunseok flipped around, hanging off the bed as he dug in his duffel bag to retrieve his phone. “it’s three twenty-five.” you say, just as he snatched his phone from the bottom of the bag. he cleared his throat, sitting upright.

“what’s wrong?” eunseok asked, with such undisguised obliviousness. you sighed, clenching your teeth, seething with rage. in this moment you yearned to attack him, to beat him till he was gushing blood from all parts of his face. just to weaken him so he wouldn’t have a choice but to leave his affair. you stood up, turning on the small lamp, so the light wasn’t too harsh on your eyes. eunseok licked his lips, scanning your every move, as you walked around the bed. he stood up, towering over you.

suddenly, you inch closer to him, causing him to step backwards towards the wall. as you leered into his eyes, it clicked, coming to the realization of being caught you. no wonder you asked for the time. you pull at the collar of his t-shirt, yanking it downwards to expose his skin littered in marks. “explain this shit.” eunseok looks down at his exposed chest, noticing how marked up he was.

“it’s from dancing.”

“dancing? if you’re dancing so fucking hard, where are these marks coming from? i know you're not on the ground breakdancing.” your tone raises as you release your hand from his shirt, pushing him away from you. eunseok falls against the nightstand, knocking a few things over. his eyes dart around the dimly lit room, seeing tears well in your eyes.

“who is she–or he, should i say?” he looks at you with utter disbelief, unable to fully process what you said. “are you sleeping with a guy, eunseok? you seem to be so repulsed by women, i wouldn’t be surprised if you were with a man.” the words spewed from your mouth, so insulting, they didn’t seem to belong in your vocabulary.

“ha–what the fuck? you really think i’m sleeping with someone?” eunseok ran his hands through his hair, tugging at it to avert his drive towards insanity–or really snapping at you.

“eunseok. how can..can you stand there and blatantly lie to my face? no, you don’t smell like perfume tonight, but do you really think i’m insane or…or delusional?” you stutter on your words, him standing there, completely dumbfounded. “you’re so pretty.” he complimented, barely above a whisper. he stepped closer to you, hooking his finger under your chin. “look at my pretty girl.”

a lump grew in your throat, your words didn’t mean anything to him. no matter how hard you try, he’ll always have the one-up on you. you bite at your lower lip, glaring at him with glazed over eyes. “y/n, you don’t have to cry. i would never do something like that to you. do i look like a person who cheats?”

“. . . no.” you choked out. eunseok’s hands found their way back to your waist, pulling you towards the bed. “c’mere.” he ordered, slotting your legs apart with his knee, propping you onto his thigh. with guidance, you unfortunately begin rocking your hips, feeling his muscular thigh under you. eunseok tightens his grip on your hips, encouraging you to increase speed. “yeah, feels good, doesn’t it?

you fasten your pace, grinding harder against his thigh, your arousal seeping through your panties. in spite of it being forced you craved it. to be in an intimate moment with your longtime boyfriend, something that’s expected out of a relationship. “you wanna come?” he taunted, kissing up your collarbones, towards your jawline. your arms fall onto his shoulders, digging your hips further into him. you moan into the crook of his neck as he taunts you with sweet nothings.

“c’mon, you’re doing so well for me.” eunseok purrs, you eat all his messages up as if they truly meant something.

you were so blind.

his large hand slipped into your panties, petting his long fingers againsts your folds. you whined, tears falling from your eyes again. overstimulation was creeping up on you, the sensation of his fingers fondling with your sensitive nub, along with the continual rutting of your hips.

“i’m gonna…” you exclaim, clenching around nothing. “need your fingers.”

eunseok laughed at how terrible you were at putting on some tough facade, like you could really control him. when in all actuality he was the one in control. his fingers grazed your hole, before inserting two fingers, immediately sucking them into your tight entrance. “mm..yeah seok, just like that.” your voice, amplifying in his ear. eunseok used his free hand, cupping your chin again, leaving his thumb pressed against your mouth. without warning, he pried your mouth open with his finger, the pad of his thumb pressured against your tongue. “suck.” eunseok instructed, you followed. the slightly salty taste of his finger made you cringe as you sucked his thumb.

while you continued with your mouth, he dug deeper into your pussy. you clenched even harder around his fingers, practically cutting his circulation. “come for me.” eunseok muttered against your lips, taking his thumb out of your mouth. he gave a quick kiss, before delving fully into you. kissing you roughly, anchoring his hand in your cunt. the sensitivity of your clit, along with him kissing you like there was no tomorrow drove you over the edge. a cry erupted from you, cumming against his fingers. eunseok smiled in satisfaction, biting your bottom lip. his fingers glided out of you, as he brought them up to his view, glistening before.

“awe, look what you did for me?” he teased, bringing his fingers up to his mouth, the sweet but bitter taste of your orgasm on his tongue. “are you done accusing me now?” he sprung upon you, placing you down on the mattress, as he stood up. he searched for a pair of underwear in your drawer, handing them to you.

“yes, eunseok, i’m done accusing you.” you smiled, taking the pair of underwear from him, before dragging yourself to the bathroom. too lazy to take a whole shower, you peed and cleaned yourself up with a towel, slipping the clean pair of underwear on. your reflection stared back at you. how did you end up in a relationship this controlling? biggest facepalm of the century. once you returned from the bathroom, the light in the room was off once again, and eunseok lay in the bed, awaiting your arrival. you smiled, climbing into his embrace, still a bit puzzled how your concerns were brushed under the rug. the two of you fell asleep as the couple you were meant to be.

you awoke from your slumber to the strong smell of coffee. a familiar scent, something that brought back fond memories of sweet, fantasy love. you climbed out of bed, rubbing the sleep out your eyes, taking notice of eunseok in the kitchen, cooking. there was something suspiciously eerie how overindulgent he was in your relationship in the span of eight hours.

“you’re cooking?” you questioned, coming up behind him, peering at his concoction of food.

“of course, i gotta prove some things to you somehow. first, how i’m a good boyfriend.” eunseok boasted about himself, posing for you. he set the spatula down, walking over to grab your made-to-drink, coffee. he knew the way you liked your coffee like the back of his hand. without hesitation, you retrieved the mug from his hands, setting it down at the table, before walking back to him.

“y/n, you can’t watch me cook! go drink your coffee while you wait.” you chuckled, leaving his presence, now sitting at the small dining table. though you had your slight concerns about eunseok’s sudden adoration for you and your relationship, maybe, just maybe he truly saw his faults. you took a sip of your coffee, tasting the bitterness on your tongue. as you scrolled on your phone, mindlessly drinking, eunseok took many peeks out of the corner of his eye.

he strided over to you massaging your shoulders, it caused you to jump from the sudden feeling. “it’s just me.” eunseok subsided, continuing his massage. as the minutes continued to pass, your coffee grew noisome. you set the halfway done drink down, shaking your head.

eunseok took notice, looking down at you. “baby? you alright?” he asked, a distressed look splattered across his face. you nodded, “yeah i just…need to…lie down.” you slurred. eunseok, with panic pulled you up from the chair, picking you up bridal style. “c’mon let’s lie down for a bit.” he placed you back into the bed, your eyes and chest feeling heavy as you nodded off into an unconscious state. eunseok checked your pulse, surprised how weak it became within fifteen minutes.

eunseok looked under the bed for a box, pulling it out, slipping on a pair of latex gloves. utmost, you were dead, but he needed to make sure you weren’t going to be conscious ever again. eunseok wrapped his large hands around your lifeless neck, squeezing at the pressure points to restrict any flow of air towards your brain. he strained tighter and tighter, checking your pulse once more, resulting in; still. you were dead. eunseok killed you. he treated you with the most loving personality he could put on for one more night.

“i told you baby i would never do something like that. i’m not a cheater.” eunseok pouted, smacking your face a few times. “it’s not like you weren’t cheating on me too.”

“it’s all mutual, love.

[underesources]

MONSTER FACTORY SENTENCE STARTERS.

quotes complied from various monster factory episodes. trigger warnings for swearing and caps. change pronouns and gendered terms as necessary.

❛ They’ve been spending a lot of time together, but are they too close? Its hard to say ❜

❛ Eugh. This one’s gone bad. ❜

❛ Let’s see if we can’t turn back the clock. ❜

❛ That was a frame perfect rat smash! ❜

❛ He’s back! He’s cool! ❜

❛ He has no will of his own. ❜

❛ You sure you didn’t say no clothes? ❜

❛ Don’t look at that. ❜

❛ What are you doing? ❜

❛ I undid him! ❜

❛ I don’t know any magic. ❜

❛ Just kidding! I know all the spells. ❜

❛ This is religious, you see. ❜

❛ I like this guy’s style. ❜

❛ I’m the strongest man on earth, how is this possible? ❜

❛ We’re back in business. ❜

❛ He’s becoming a spiderweb! ❜

❛ I’m playing croquet with his dome piece! ❜

❛ Oh, look at the strobe light effect! ❜

❛ By the way, you can’t turn this game off. ❜

❛ What is that? ❜

❛ He wants to let his son prove himself. ❜

❛ You are the worst emperor! ❜

❛ Goodnight everybody. ❜

❛ Don’t get cold feet on us now. ❜

❛ Let’s take a quick break. ❜

❛ Why is that an option? ❜

❛ She looks like a human goldfish cracker. ❜

❛ Bazinga! ❜

❛ No, don’t smile! ❜

❛ Can we do all the makeup? ❜

❛ Baby pretty. Pretty baby. ❜

❛ Daddy like a pretty baby! ❜

❛ I’m trying to find the place in my heart to love her. ❜

❛ Keep looking, mon frère. ❜

❛ See, to me, this is a woman with power. ❜

❛ This is our fuckin’ thing. ❜

❛ I’m enjoying the fuck out of this dude. ❜

❛ Is this what you had in mind, my brother? ❜

❛ I like it! ❜

❛ I like it very much so! ❜

❛ Just to keep things totally even steven. ❜

❛ Can I cut you a deal? ❜

❛ Look at that beef steak. ❜

❛ It’s gotta be full blown beef bones. ❜

❛ She’s like a human punch! ❜

❛ I can’t interact with objects yet, honey! ❜

❛ Me and metal husband are cooking you a meal. ❜

❛ You don’t frighten me! ❜

❛ I can fix this! ❜

❛ That represents a lot of different ideas. ❜

❛ Has anyone seen my very little husband? ❜

❛ God, forgive me. ❜

❛ We will need clothes in bunker. ❜

❛ I DIED! ❜

❛ I DO THIS. ❜

❛ YOU REMEMBER HOW YOUR BACKYARD BARBECUE GO, THE SMITHS. ❜

❛ You cower no more in shadow. ❜

❛ You must live. ❜

❛ Many robokisses in future yet. ❜

❛ I back. ❜

❛ Give me your authority. ❜

❛ I bet you did not oversee that coming. ❜

❛ I refuse. I refuse. ❜

❛ I can’t even look at my beautiful husband! ❜

❛ Damn you Todd Howard! ❜

❛ You gotta get the fuck outta here, dude! ❜

❛ It’s too late for me! ❜

❛ I’m doing my victory dance. ❜

❛ Give it to me. ❜

❛ My love baby is like a can of peas back at home. ❜

❛ Hey, everybody. It’s me! ❜

❛ Here’s a little secret: us bugs LOVE to breakdance! ❜

❛ This takes sting out of being recent widow. ❜

❛ Guns are just so last year. ❜

❛ I’ve been meaning to ask you something for some time now. ❜

❛ He said yes! ❜

❛ Just when you thought the wasteland couldn’t take anything else from you. ❜

❛ I’m gonna be in a deep depression for the next few minutes. ❜

❛ Hey, is this thing on? ❜

❛ Mommy’s coming! ❜

❛ This is the perfect son! ❜

❛ Just let me do the thing! ❜

❛ Things look bad, but they can get so much worse. ❜

❛ Things are kind of bleak. ❜

[smoshyourheadin]

reader and spencer meet in college and can we get a college!spencer i’d imagine he’s so sweet and cute and nerdy goofy 🤭

college spencer agnew headcannons

a/n: may i just say u guys EAT with ur requests?? ugh i love y’all!!! baby spencer my beloved!!! also i made these hcs applicable to friend or boyfriend spencer so interpret it however u want <33!

-takes a film production course

- ur on the same course (NERD!!)

- ur professor asks you guys to hold a study group together as part of ur grade and thats how you bonded

- u make cookies and when u give him one he almost cries bc he feels so loved by u!!

- will bring his switch to lectures so u guys can play mariokart

- he runs a indie music and film society

- i feel like he volunteers as a tutor for underclassmen bc he loves sharing his passions w ppl

- i can 100% imagine you guys bumping into eachother in the halls rom-com style where ur papers fall on the floor and he helps u pick them up

- he sometimes sits alone in the cafeteria, so when u sit with him it makes him feel so happy :,)

- u guys both do a random film elective and your live talking to him about movies bc he just understands ur views on movies!!

- he deffo loves studying w u bc u motivate him to be his best self!!

- brings u redbulls

- if he lives in the dorm room next to the yours, so he brings u food he orders

- sometimes if u go to his dorm you’ll walk in on him absolutely KILLING some just dance, like fully breakdancing

- so you drag him to a bar and you guys TEAR UP the dancefloor

- if u work on campus he always comes to visit u with stickers that say ‘good job!’ or ‘you smashed it!’ bc he appricates what you do but is js so unserious ab it LMAOOO

- if u sleep in his dorm room you guys stay up talking together and listening to his cd player he brought from home

- 100% in a d&d club

- you guys have a bookstore on campus that you go to and you spend hours making him carry ur books

- if theres any bars around school he signs up for open night and makes you watch him (tntl stand up ily)

- on the rare occasion he goes to a football game he brings facepaint in your school colours so he can draw dicks on all his friends faces

- actually really smart

- at graduation you’re sat next to eachother, so you make matching grad caps that say ‘i’m with stupid’ and you have the arrows that point to eachother

- lets u wear his scool merch bc its oversized on u and ur like ‘no spencie pleeeease let me have this sweater!!’ and he cant say no bc otherwise you’d stop giving him cookies

- had a lizard for a year or so before releasing it bc he felt bad about it being in his dorm all the time

- honestly makes school survivable for u (king!!)

[lynzishell]

The Past 💛 Atlas

We rush out the doors after throwing on our hoodies, and the frigid air hits my face like a thousand tiny needles. I shiver and look over at Ash, who is forcefully shoving his hands into his front pocket as he yells, “Holy shit, it’s cold!”

I laugh and take the opportunity to put an arm around his shoulders and keep him close as we start walking in the general direction of my apartment building. Thankfully, my head has cleared enough that I remember where we are and how to get home; though, we’re in for a longer walk than I initially predicted.

Once we’re passed the small groups of people chatting and smoking just outside, and start making our way through the relatively empty streets, I look over at him curiously, “So I have to ask, where the hell did you learn to dance like that?”

“Oh that?” he laughs, “D’you want the long version or short version?”

“Do any of your stories have short versions?”

“Sometimes.”

“Well, we have about a twenty-minute walk, and we need some kind of distraction from the cold, so long version it is.”

“Twenty minutes? I thought you said you live three blocks away.”

“I wasn’t exactly thinking clearly,” I say, giving him a look.

“S’pose that’s my fault.”

“Alright, story time then!” He claps his hands together and cracks his knuckles as if he needs to physically prepare. Sometimes there’s nothing more fun than watching him tell a story.

“Okay, so when I was in high school,” he begins as we walk through increasingly dark streets, following the road under the overpass, toward the Spice District, “they had a program where you could take classes through the community college, and the credits would count toward graduation and your degree. If you took advantage of it, you could graduate high school with an associate degree. I wasn’t that motivated, but during senior year my friend and I took a breakdancing class. I was terrible at it, but it was fun, and it got me out of another year of P.E., so well worth it. Anyway, I got to know the instructor and found out he’d just opened a studio in San My to teach house dancing. It sounded fun, and I wanted to support him, so after graduation I signed up. Every Thursday night for three years, I’d come into the city to take the class. Eventually, I got okay at it.”

“I’d say you got more than okay at it. Why’d you stop?”

“Uh, well, I thought it would be pretty awkward to continue going to the guy's class after I dumped him,” he says with an exaggerated grimace, making me laugh.

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that.”

“Nice to know I haven’t forgotten any of it though.”

“No, you looked great. It was hard not to just stand there and watch you the whole time.”

“Yeah? I was kinda hoping you’d come over and dance with me.”

“I thought about it. But then I saw you push a couple of people away, and I figured you wanted to be left alone.”

He stops then, and turns to look at me, “For the record, I wouldn’t have pushed you away.”

I smile a little and pull him closer to me, “No?”

He leans in, brushing his lips against mine as he says, “Uh-uh,” and then kisses me. His nose is cold against my face, but his mouth is warm and soft, and I feel myself melt right into him.

A few seconds later, he pulls back slightly, a playful glimmer in his eye, “Would you have been jealous,” he asks, “if I’d let someone else dance with me?”

I pause for a moment, thinking of how I want to answer that, and then decide, fuck it, why not just be honest, “Yeah, probably.”

 “I thought so,” and kisses me again, “that’s why I didn’t.”

“Ah, I see. It was your plan the whole night to seduce me, wasn’t it?”

“Hey, let’s not forget, you’re the one who came on to me.”

“Only because you gave me that look.”

“What? You mean this look?” He looks down briefly, and when he looks back up at me, he has that same playful grin and something shifts in his eyes, his expression equally sexy and mischievous, daring me to do something. I’m powerless against it.

“That’s the one,” I say, my voice low and quiet as I lean in and part his lips with mine. I could stay here with him like this all night, and I would, but I feel him start to shiver as a fresh breeze of freezing air kicks up and bites at our cheeks, likely cutting through the too-thin material of his hoodie, so I stop and take his hand, “Come on, my building is just up ahead. Let’s get out of the cold.”

“Good idea.”

As we hurry down the street I ask, “So, how many hours did you spend practicing that look in the mirror?”

“An embarrassing amount."

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[r4bbitmilk]

⚠️ SPOILER WARNING: WINDBREAKER STAGE PLAY⚠️ 

I finally watched wbstage last Sunday!! (but only once, on my phone, with no earphones, while walking with my family at the mall, with my shitty phone signal cutting off every few scenes, but I watched it nonetheless!!!) Here's a dump of my thoughts for anyone interested!!! (It's all glazing)

The stage play was a beautiful and honestly refreshing adaptation from the original material, like even as a person who's watched the anime about 30 times and reread the manga 3 times, this was new and exciting?! I know exactly how the story goes and yet i also didn't?? I don't know. I never in my life thought I needed the wb boys to sing.

And the song genre choices were SUPERB! I loved the funky, kind of pop-leaning(?) music Furin had, while Shishitoren had cool hip-hop and breakdancing, it suit their respective teams' images so well! I also loved the set designs and lighting that even in their simplicity really conveyed the feeling of the originals so well! The warmth of Cafe Pothos, the dark intimidating tunnel between Furin-Shishitoren territory,,, even the arena at The Cage!!!

One of my faves: Nirei's actor was incredible! Completely embodied the little sunshine ball's energy with how he'd run all over the face while talking to Skr. Seeing the "teppen made!!" (to the top!!!) scene again "for the first time" made me tear up!! Such a precious moment.... I really treasure Nirei's frienship with Skr, and his admiration for Skr was palpable imo!!

I also was really impressed by Hiragi!! Truthfully, I don't really have strong feelings for his character, but the coolness of his actor during the play (and the antics he had with Umemiya between scenes lol WHY DID HE THROW HIM TO THE FLOOR HAHA) was so endearing!! Shark mama perhaps I was too harsh on you!! He also really put his all into Tamonshu's intro dance I couldnt help laughing ngl. Like WHAT FOR

Speaking of Umemiya aaaaa he was so cool. His intro was so cute, like a children's song with rainbows and silly choreography, yet when Choji showed up and challenged him there was a certain edge to his voice where he growls some notes in his songs and you could feel that hidden rage Manga and Anime Umemiya showed as well. I also loved his laugh!! That man is a carbon copy of the real Ume!!! Nii-chan 🥺

MEANWHILE CHOJI AAAA I admit I was not the biggest fan of him, especially when I first started watching. I felt a bit of closeness to him after the sstrn VS bfrn battle because I resonated with his loneliness, but overall, he's far from my favorite. BUT STAGEPLAY CHOJI?! That energy was contagious!!! It was so cute!!! The way he flopped over and napped and hung off a chair out of boredom during the fights before his own AAAA IT WAS SO CUTE I forgive you now Choji,,,, we're friends,,, good friends in fact,,,,

Suo is Suo.

Ok but he was really pretty and the fight with Kanuma WAS SO WELL CHOREOGRAPHED Kanuma was the goat for heavy lifting the dance and flopping his body around to make Suo look extra graceful. Hilariously painful performance. I could FEEL the evilness Suo exuded in that scene PHYSICALLY. He's so beautiful and I need him executed (affectionate).

AND STNK'S TOGAME I CANT. I DONT HAVE WORDS. HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL. HIS VOICE IS EXACTLY TOGAME'S AND HIS PERFORMANCE WAS STRAIGHT OUT OF THE ANIME. He breathed life and soul into Tgm and then added his own special Stnk spice to it (totally not a biased review I just really like Togame and me and oomfs replayed his scenes maybe a billion times.)

And ofcourse,,,,, Sakura,,,,,,

God if I wasn't already in love with him before,,,, iskw's performance was breathtaking. He had that perfect blend of cocky confident childishness with the kind of "fuck it" attitude only a guy who's already been through the worst of it can have,,,,, and his voice is deeper than Yuuma's (WHO I LOVE, BTW. ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVE VOICE ACTORS) and gave Skr a more mature vibe AND THE FIGHT WITH TGSK WAS MAGNIFICENT BECAUSE HE (and Stnk!!) WAS SO GOOD AT AMPING UP TENSION AAA the scene where Tgm holds Skr by the collar and talks in his face,,,, Iskw staring right into Stnk's eyes,,,, good god,,,,,, [redacted omegaverse thoughts].

Overall that was such a solid stageplay!!! Thank you SO much to my twt mutuals that invited me to watch with them over Zoom!!! I owe you guys so much aaaa and the screams we had over chat whenever Stnk was on screen!! Core memory<3

I really hope we get more wb stages in the future, because I need that Togame monologue song injected STRAIGHT into my veins and I can only imagine how unhinged and insane an Endo monologue song would be like. God. I'd be on the floor.

If you haven't watched wb stage yet, I highly recommend you do! Aside from a fresh look at the story we've already dissected a million times before (lol), I think the actors did a tremendous job at turning the characters even more "lifelike" with their in-between and off-stage characterizations! I even came to like a few ships more as I watched them interact<3 It definitely deepened my obsession with wb even more!!

[crazylittlejester]

I found a video that reminded me of modern War and it made me think

Do you think War just, randomly dances at times. Like, the kitchen timers going off? Sick beat, dance time. Fire alarm? Even better. Elevator music? A jam.

They've started testing what the funniest thing they can do to make War start dancing

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DA14QvHS1Cf/?igsh=OWU1bmMwdXF1MDh2

IM CRYIN THAT GUY ABSOLUTELY ATE THAT UP IN THAT VID HOLY SHIT

Wars absolutely will just randomly start dancing. if its to something like the microwave going off then he’d recreate that one freestyle dance teacher vine and Twi is absolutely joining him akjshkjshjksj or he and sky or twi will, what they call, “Quietly Breakdance” to a reminder alarm to take meds, and they don’t stop until the person who’s alarm went off does. if he has more space and is like, outside or something, and the opportunity presents itself and he decides to do it for the bit he’ll go nuts and make sky help him film a tiktok and he’ll have the same energy as the guy in that vid you sent. just because he thinks itd be funny. i’d say that he’s fun at parties but oh my god he has NO time to go, plus i think he’d get a bit overwhelmed, so i’ll say he’s fun during tech weeks and during that break between performances where theres two shows on saturday and everyone just kinda hangs out on the stage because the theater is closed to guests for a little bit. the vibes are always fantastic, last show i did my sister and her friend recreated a scene from high school musical and i moved a spot light on them literally just for the sake of it aljshkish

he’s definitely got unmedicated ADHD but it’s fine he has an outlet for his energy. he puts 100% into everything does (this poor mf is immune to caffeine so he’s running on a fucking prayer and a protein bar)

most of his experience is in ballet which his mother had him doing since he was 3 (and he has not quit that ever, so he’s been doing that for like 17 years) so if he’s going to randomly dance because he gets the Urge to and not because he just thinks it’d be funny 7/10 times its some kind of spin and he Will end up falling because either he slipped on the wood floor in his socks or it’s the classic “full grown adult with long legs vs tiny ass apartment” and he kicks something and knocks himself off balance. you’d think as a professional he would know you should never dance in your house like that because you’ll hurt yourself, but no he’ll never learn. their downstairs neighbors hate him (the downstairs neighbors are legend and hyrule)

[cocoa-rococo]

Koopaling Headcanons: Larry

Larry | Morton | Wendy | Iggy | Roy | Lemmy | Ludwig

Everyone's favorite little brother and general pest for plumbers! He's just a lil' rascal.

Right handed.

His love of tennis originally started as a way to stand out from his siblings, but eventually, he really enjoyed the sensation of playing.

He became a big fan of a Horse Girl animated show after the Olympics, but is super embarrassed about it and won't tell anyone because he thinks it wrecks his ‘cool guy’ image.

Red-green colorblind.

He likes painting with Bowser Jr, and he's a decent comic artist, but he's pretty shy about showing people his work, partially stemming from feeling inferior to Ludwig.

Hypoglycemic. Combine that with his age and his tennis hobby, this boy burns through glucose like a powder trail. It's also partially why he eats so much.

Very much a visual learner, as he tunes out if people tell him things without example, and gets frustrated if asked to try and do something on his own / with his hands and zero instruction.

A frighteningly good pickpocket. He once had a conversation with Bowser and managed to take off all five of his spiked cuffs in three minutes. It's only when he returned them did Bowser even realize they were gone.

He's a big fan of milkshakes, especially chocolate ones. Also a big fan of blowing his straw wrapper at his siblings before he drinks, and blowing bubbles in his drink if he's thinking.

Favorite breakfast food is waffles, with butter, syrup, chocolate chips, and fruit.

Can beatbox almost anything, and he's learning how to breakdance, too. He likes looking up tutorials and practicing in his room for both the space and privacy.

He does gaming streams in his free time, mostly online team-based games or RPGs that let you sink hours of play into useless but fulfilling sidequests. Gaming companies love him because they’ll get guaranteed sales if they offer a trial.

Has a pretty good head for directions, but only for cities. If you tell him you need to find a building from a particular place, he'll give you precise instructions on where to go. Highways and roadmaps are a completely different story.

That said, he got lost so often as a kid that Ludwig gifted him a compass, and he carries it with him constantly.

Not really a flower person, but ever since he got an anonymous bouquet of them, he's got a small appreciation for forget-me-nots.

He's a big fan of punk rock bands, and would love to attend a concert (and be a professional rockstar).

Favorite fruit is either strawberries or pears, but one of his favorite treats is caramel apples.

He’s got a leather jacket that's got a big star bedazzled on the back. It’s his prized possession because he thinks it makes him look cool (and it does, marginally).

Saw a flyer for a new DJ at the Electrodrome and applied on a whim. He got hired (much to his surprise), and greatly enjoys his work. In fact, his time learning the electronics is what inspired his light company.

Likes watching baking and cooking shows with Morton, but while Morton watches to improve and get ideas for recipes, Larry watches to yell at the contestants, because what the FUCK, Michael!!!!! Don’t put your custard on a high temperature, it!!! Is going!!!!!! To curdle!!!!!!!!!!!!

Legitimately has a very good palate for food, and can point out individual flavors where others can't. He will also visit a five-star restaurant and order chicken tenders off the kids menu.

One of his favorite things to do when he was a kid was hiding around the castle and pretending he was a spy; listening in on conversations and writing them down, coming up with codes, always carrying a walkie-talkie, the works. It started his earlier pictographic babble, and what lead him to being such a sneakster later on.

Can and will cheat outrageously at any card, board, dice, or wheel game. Not at video games, though. Those are sacred. That and laser tag.

Looooves chocolate, especially fudge. Do not let him get anywhere near fudge.

He was a shark kid growing up. He dreamed of visiting the aquarium for his birthday, and when he finally got to do so, came home with an armload of various shark plushies and memorabilia.

A big fan of giving and receiving nicknames. Bowser once called him ‘blueberry’ and he cried about it for like seven minutes.

He’s got an admiration for Princess Daisy, for both her fearless attitude and tennis skills.

Favorite candy is gummy worms, but is really fond of sour stuff, too, along with super sugary energy drinks.

Loves sci-fi books / comics and mecha anime with Iggy, but personally loves the adventure genre with pirates and treasure hunters and wild westerns.

Has a private stash of snacks he keeps hidden in rotation for both late night munchies and keeping away from his siblings.

Genuinely likes cooking, but baking feels too precise for him. That said, he's more then happy to taste the end results of both.

Likes going skating with Wendy and Lemmy. He keeps trying complicated moves and keeps running into the walls.

Runs a recipe blog that doubles as a restaurant critique and rating site. It's gotten surprisingly popular.

[seat-safety-switch]

Visiting actual civilization is fun. In most cities, things don't start happening until you leave the endless expanse of suburbia and go to the inner city. Downtown haters will tell you not to do it, of course. It's "unsafe," but so is driving a fifty-year-old car without airbags or the ability to turn left. Joke's on them: not only will they use more fuel over the lifetime of their car idling at lights waiting for a green arrow, but they're also going to miss out on my favourite part of downtown, the sausage cart.

Long ago, according to local legend, this sausage cart was opened by a dude from Poland whose name is lost to history. His descendants now own a network of sausage carts all throughout downtown, but this one – the true original – is the only choice of the tube-meat connoisseur. I love to visit, get a smokie and a questionably-branded pop, and be back on the road, before the parking patrol has even twigged to the fact that I left my car in the memorial fountain once again.

Last weekend, I went down there and there was a problem. The operator, whose name will also be lost to history because I ain't no snitch, was worried that his customer base was starting to get pulled away by the falafel cart across the street. This was a valid worry: not only was the falafel cheaper, more flavourful, and more delicious, but they had a guy dressed up as a giant foam gyro breakdancing on the sidewalk. It was a nearly irresistible combo, one that I could only pull myself away from out of blind loyalty to the Sausage King's bravest foot soldier.

Now, I'm not one to get involved in petty squabbles like this normally. I would have just left, but the dude in the gyro suit started chirping at me as I approached my car. My attorney has suggested that I not repeat the words he spoke about my humble Volare, but I assure you that he ate said words, as I set about doing a spiteful, highschooler-grade one-wheel-peel burnout to enshroud their business in tire smoke. Of course, that burnout then resulted in the half-century-old automatic transmission letting go and splashing white-hot Dexron III® all over the cart full of ingredients, but it got results nonetheless. I don't know what they're complaining about, it didn't even taste bad when I helped myself to a free sample after they ran away.

[wawamouse]

Oz Rewatch 3: S5E04: Next Stop Valhalla

Storylines

Jaime tries to kill Guerra and is killed instead; Miguel feels guilty; Alicia Hinden comes to Oz with the dog training program; Augustus, Penders, and Miguel are selected

Miss Sally’s Schoolyard to become Sallycise; Brass confirms to Rebadow he bought the lottery ticket; Martinez hits Brass with a shit cocktail; Gloria tries to get Martinez put in the hospital and then beats him up when he keeps touching her face

Beecher and Schillinger fight during an interaction session; Schillinger antagonises Schibetta;

Peter Marie visits Keller; McClain visits Keller

Winthrop and Guenzel arrive at Oz; Guenzel is taken under Beecher’s wing while Winthrop becomes a prag for the Aryans in Unit B

Frank Urbano arrives at Oz; Beecher asks Pancamo for the Italians help in protecting Guenzel; the Aryans and Italians get into a fight

Gloria tells Ryan he has to tell his mother about his crimes; Ryan breakdances instead; Shupe tells O’Reily that Li going to rape his mom; Ryan and Cyril kill Li

Augustus continues to grieve his mother and ends up breaking his sobriety

Omar annoys Emerald City and Said with his singing, McManus gives him a supply closet to practice in; Redding demands Omar use it to sell drugs; Lalar and Arif complain to Said that he’s neglecting his role as leader; Robson tortures and kills Lalar

Sister: That’s why they gotta stop announcing everything they do in this show, like...

Sister: I feel like [Norma’s] just dead at this point.

Sister: I feel like they’re leading up to him being like a mass shooter or something. Me: You think he’s gonna snap? Sister: He seems like the type...

Sister: …I think being free would making him happy. I mean, [Toby] had that whole vision about being free that did not include [Chris], so I think he’ll be fine.

Sister: You can just tell them anything and they’ll let you through…

Sister: What’s wrong with this guy? What’s he in for? Me: Hate crimes… Murder, officially, I think. Sister: Hate crime? What’s he sniffing people for? Me: He's just a perv...

Sister: …That’s so gross… In my sickened state*, I can’t even summon a bleugh. Me: [Retching noise] Sister: Thanks. (*We got some booster shots yesterday and Sister always gets sick afterward lol)

Sister: When are they going to address that guy whose wife also died? Me: Never. Sister: So why did they introduce her?! To spout off some facts and get shushed by the priest?? Me: Maybe there was originally supposed to be more of a story to it and it go cut. Sister: No, they just wanted to do their little after school special moment and then not deal with it. You know, if any of the Muslims should be having the issues in these episodes, it should be the other guy (Arif), not Mr. Said... Me: They could have issues together. Sister: Yeah. Kill the Nazi helper dude. The one who's egging everything on. Schillinger doesn't even really do stuff on his own anymore. Before, he didn't want to fight and wanted to become a Jesus freak and it was always that guy whispering in his ear. And now look.

Sister: How we know he’s not gonna build a bomb in there? … Oh, I guess they took away all the cleaning supplies…

Stray Thoughts

Sister says Jia Kenmin and Li Chen’s plan to provoke Ryan so they could kill him in self defense was really not thought-out

Sister is convinced that someone is going to die for one of the dogs

Sister believes that killing Robson would get rid of most of the Aryans’ bite since she views him as being the worst out of all the Aryans

Final thoughts

The scene where Robson and what’s his face torture Lalar is the toughest scene to watch in the entire show, imo. And it pisses me off (like, I’m actually getting mad thinking about it right now, lol) that Robson gets more expansion in terms of character as the show progresses, too, because whooooooooo gives a shit about a Nazi?! They still haven’t followed up on Arif’s wife LMAO. Also Urbano gets introduced this episode and they don’t end up doing shit with him, really, either. But let’s learn about this asshole!!

Sister: I feel like they’ve run out of storylines with the Muslims and are just repeating past ones. Wasn’t it [Arif] who was the one complaining about Said’s leadership the last time? And then he couldn’t handle it which caused the whole thing… and now he’s doing it again? Me: I think they just don’t like when Said helps other people. They complained when Said was spending time on Beecher, too… Sister: Yeah, [Arif] is so needy… He’s like “you’re spending too much time with your roommate who you have to stay in a cell with” and also every time he is around, [Said] just wants [Omar] to be quiet anyway…