#yeah i said it shes a wierdo

[froglyberrys]

dont hate me:>

The Almost There was so hard because I need one in between that and perfection!! also i read all of pjo in six days and so I completely forgot about Ethan :( he seems like a cool character but idk. also pablo i know you i just did not know to put him. yes i do hate calypso :DD

[umeqii]

-⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY ⠀⠀⠀. . . ⠀⠀⠀but you're lowkey cool .

fandom ; class of 09

character ; nicole

gender ; female reader (lesbian nicole real)

creator ; umeqii

QUICK A/N - so like idk i'm a nicole kinnie and so like i might (i will) self project but yk ^_^ and uh idk i js wanted to post smth abt co09 bc like all i saw was mf jeffery ones and no one likes jeffery he's a fucking wierdo anyways!!

TW - like it's co09, so mentions of pedophilia, drugs, dark humor, sh, suicide jokes, things like that :P

─── WHAT IT'S LIKE DATING NICOLE !!

okay so it's quite clear that nicole is a sociopath, and she's aware of it and she payed VERY little attention to you at first

i guess you were just like, that one girl who just sits in class n minds her business and overhears alot of weirdass drama like that one blonde bitch kelly being inlove with her cousin or something

but you had a new student, and you gotta admit, she was really pretty ≥∇≤ !!

her personality; not so much (real though)

anyways, you grew up to read people really easily from the way you were raised n shit so when you first spoke to nicole in class, you realised she was faking to smile; or just faking to be nice in general

so you kept that in mind, but didn't say anything because you were loekwy afraid :P

one time, you guys had science together n this kid jeffery kept tryna talk to nicole and it's not like you were mad at her for tryna make new friends, it was jeffery you were mad at

he didn't even acknowledge you one bit ☠️☠️

so you just end up standing next to them saying nothing and looking like a random stranger

when nicole sat in her seat, with jeffery rambling about anime girls or something, you saw how she looked REAALLLYYY pissed so you were gonna sit in your seat (which was opposite hers) and ask her

UNTIL THAT BITCH JEFFERY LIKE SAT IN IT ☠️☠️😭😭

you just ended up staring at him with a slightly open mouth when he ignored your soft askings of "can you please move?"

that's when our favourite toxic lesbian said something!! (i'm delusional)

" oh my FUCKING god, next time i hear anything about your stupidass anime cat girls, i will actually hang myself from this light. like who the fuck even asked?? i know damn fuckin' well i didn't. and get your greasy and filthy ass out of y/n's seat, you bitch. "

😨

that was jeffery's face (and lowkey yours' too)

he got out of your seat and mumbled an apology to you and sat somewhere else leaving you and an annoyed nicole sitting in silence

" oh uh...are you? "

" do you have any meth. "

" ah fuck sorry, i don't do.. uh yeah "

" you look like you do, you seem fucking crazy "

" oh. "

so like after that, and you, being the sapphic you are, ended up falling inlove with nicole !!

she was lowkey a bitch and you won't lie, toxic as fuck but she was your only friend and she stuck up for you so that's good??

she treats everyone with no respect at all, but for you, you can see the SLIGHT change in attitude

like you see her with jeffery, then people like jecka and emily, and you!!

she would always say things about you guys making out or having sex in the bathrooms and you couldn't tell if they were jokes or not

but like i lowkey cba to say how ym got together so all ik is that yu asked her out, she made out with yu and yh

so like now HEADCANONS time

nicole is an insecure girl deep, deep down so that's why she acts the way she does.

but yeah, those insecurities make her REALLY jealous 😭😭

it's sometimes concerning .

like one time you were approached by emily and she was asking you if you wanted some drugs or something, which you declined, and you ended up complimenting her hair and saying how it brings out her eyes and she ended up hugging you

then nicole stormed over and started going fucking crazy mode at emily saying how " don't you have like a 30 year old boyfriend you can give head right now? so fuck off and let me give this bitch head instead, you cokewhore!! "

something along the lines of that

like i guess showing affection makes her pretty vulnerable, so when ym are in public she's a bitch

she's really controlling or whatever the word is (toxic)

"y/n, you know how much of a fucking pathetic loser you are? just think how fucked up you would be without me, then. like no offense babe, but you're really fucking deranged in the head but i guess that's something that makes you hot."

okay that's all i can think of but yeah i also hate parental controls like why are only 5 of my apps unlocked like let me go on discord ://

you guys should add me on discord, my user is umeqii yiu bitches /affectionately /nf

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about how when ever they have an argument Logan is always first to go get babied by Al while Wade always runs to the mansion and complains about how mean logan is which leads to not only Jean, who knows how much her husband hates him, but Jubilee, yukio, AND storm rubbing his back and comforting him.

You just see Logan bust into the room like "Hey! Stop lying to them!"

Wade drimatically cries and burries his face into Jeans chest. "You said you didnt love me anymore becayse im too ugly!!" *sOBs*

Storm looks at him like, "Logan, I know you get frustrated easily, but why would you say that?" And Yukio is patting his back.

"That's just fucked up man" Jubilee says to him, arms crossed.

Wade flashes Logan a shit eating grin, only to sob louder.

Logan, by now, is beat red, embarrassed, and angry that Wade is making him a fool. "I-.. I didnt say that!!"

"Then what did you say?"

He swallows and looks away, putting his hands in his pockets. "...He...h-he asked if he would still be pretty if he skinned himself alive.. if I would..still... y'know." He clears his throat, utterly humiliated.

The girls instantly give a semi appauled, disgusted, and confused look to Wade as he shrugs. "What? Beauty shouldn't be defined by looks." He declares, suddenly not crying anymore.

"....Alright I take it back. THATS fucked up." Jubes tells him.

Jean blinks, getting up to walk away. "..I can't with this." She mutters, underestimating how fucked that mans head truely was.

Storm shakes her head. "I should have known."

Yukio tilts her head. "So... if you didnt have any skin or?"

Wade nods "yeah bassically."

She turns to Logan, raising a brow. "Well?"

Logan gives her a look. "Oh come on, Yukes, You can't possibly be on his side-"

"YESSS!!" Wade shouts, now giving him puppy eyes.

Yukio smiles softly. "He has a point, though. Beauties on the inside."

"Yeah, Peanut, why won't you love me without any skin!?"

Logan groans, facepalming with a growl of regret and frustration. Why did he love this wierdo? He could deal with 'would you love me if I was a worm' he could deal with 'would you love me if I was paralyzed and useless' he could deal with 'haha would you still love me if I was a girl?' He could even live with 'would you still love me if I lost my powers and you knew I would die? Would you leave me?' But THIS?

[the-moon-devi]

RANDOM/UNPOPULAR ASTRO OBSERVATIONS

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warning! These are my observations and unpopular opinions!!

🦋 Mars in gemini how yall like starting multiple projects at once and then stopping because it's boring? This placement may also give a lil bit of ADHD.

🦋 Sun in 12th housers are VERYY VERYYY VERYYY private & mysterious. These people have such a dreamy aura and appearance to them!

🦋 I really haven't seen many people talk about Lilith in the solar return chart but babyyyyy..... watch out for her if she falls into your 1st house cuz omgggg. Lilith will take you for a loop when it comes to how others view you. Constant unwanted commentary on your appearance. Impacts how you feel about yourself definitely could have an effect on your mental health.

Oh yeah and if Lilith falls into ur 1st, channel that dark goddess energy because this is a great time for transformation when it comes to your beauty and how others & yourself view u. People can also definitely obess over you.

🦋 Not only are Mars in 3rd rude but they are also the punctuation police! 🚨 🙁🙄

Aqaurius are very smart but we knew this. This one for my Aqau Moons: (luh yall)

🦋 Yes I'm an Aqaurius moon & yes I have unpopular opinions/ I'm a wierdo. And yes idgaf what you think about my unpopular opinions because in the end...... I'm always right..... 🤷🏽‍♀️

(As I proceed to state an unpopular opinion.....😁)

This may be an unpopular opinion but I speak from own experiences/ intuition when I do astrology so let me know if some of yall resonate with this;

So we know how Venus is exalted in pisces and can show like unconditional love, spiritual love and they tend to be very creative.

I feel like 7th house lord in 12th house / Neptune in 7th house can replicate this. This placement gets a bad rep yes you do attract a lot of narcissistic people and you daydream about your partners and put them on a pedestal. BLAH BLAH BLAHHHH....😫🙄

But whether your spiritual or not this could ultimately lead you to be in a highly spiritual connection with someone and neptune/12th house are like prophecies, future predictions you know......

So when you have this placement if your having dreams or you keep getting signs about a certain person I feel this can lead you to the right person. You just have to really listen and be intuitive to make the right decisions.

This can also make the native to be very creative and imaginative. I could go on and on about this placement but it's truly beautiful and to me resembles venus in pisces. Juno In 12th may also give this.

Is it just me......or do aries men be kinda very mean? I'm a aries and ik i can be mean but it's only when I feel very passionate about something & i dont like to potray that energy to others outwardly but aries men can kinda be very mean at any time ....🥺😣 I luh my aries tho....yall men just be a Lil mean.

Venus in scorpio may get hurt in love alot or have alot of sexual partners. obsessive partners as well

I feel like 1st house lord in 7th can represent beauty as well since 7th house is libra ruled by venus ♀ . This can give the native balanced features

~ These natives also tend to attract a lot partners to them. It could be a case where you don't want a relationship but they just come to you

I watch a video on YouTube from Novi Brown's channel this girl said it's best to get things done during your Saturn sign szn because saturn restricts things & it's hard for you to see & understand lessons. I believe it to be trueeee!!

Ex: my saturn is in cancer

(This may be a little biased since I'm a cancer rising but it worked for me)

In 2020 in cancer szn I Started losing weight and working out/ dieting. (This changed my life)

In 2021 in cancer szn I started looking for a job because I was sick of being home all the time (Isolation my saturn is in the 12th)🙄

In 2022 in cancer szn that same Job I got in 2021 I was promoted to be a manager. These gave me new experiences and helped me get ahead in a way. It was my first job and I was promoted in under a year!

🦋 4th house placements and their privacy

🦋 Saturn ruled signs can be very tone deaf 😭😫

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Alright thats all! Thank u 4 reading & ik it was short just wanted to get this out of the drafts! I hope you guys enjoyed! catch ya later lovelies! Til' next time!

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[hellfirenacht]

Wing Man Part 4

Fic Summary: Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington is your best friend, and is constantly striking out. Sick of this, you two make a deal; you’ll wing man for each other. Hooking Steve up with dates is easy, but he finds himself struggling to find you a date. At least, until Dustin starts talking about his new cool friend Eddie.

Chapter Summary: Well, the arcade was a bust, but maybe going to a local dive bar and listening to music will yield better results.

4k words

a/n: This chapter is shorter than usual because my brain fried when writing it at work lol But we finally get to talk to Eddie without Steve cockblocking (too much)

Proof read? You have no proof I can read.

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It wasn’t until Monday after school that Dustin was able to make his way back to Family Video. After the night at the arcade, he’d been caught up with sneaking chats with Suzie and spending time with his mother. Not to mention the dentist appointment that caused him to miss a good chunk of Monday morning. If anything, dating and matchmaking be damned, Dustin had earned the treat of renting a movie and shoving candy into his newly cleaned teeth. 

The freshman walked in, said hi to you and walked shamelessly into the back while you called after him half-heartedly that he wasn’t supposed to go back there before turning back to your conversation with Robin. 

“Jesus, Henderson you can’t just barge into the back of any job I get!” Steve said as he sat in the break room. “I’m going to have to say no to you at some point.”

“Yeah, yeah, we’ve talked about this.” Dustin said, sitting next to him in the small room, grabbing some of Steve’s chips. “Anyway, has she said anything about Saturday night?”

Steve watched in annoyance as his friend helped himself to his lunch. “No, she hasn’t said anything about what happened. When I clocked in she said she didn’t want to talk about it.” 

“Probably because we might have... totally ditched her.” Dustin admitted. “On accident! It wasn’t my idea!” He added quickly as Steve gaped at him. 

“What?!” Steve was surprised. “Wait, what happened?”

“Well when the two of you left, Eddie decided that we were done and we all went to get pizza instead.” Dustin said. “I saw her when we were leaving.”

“Shit. So he saw her leave with me, which probably didn’t help.” Steve groaned. “Did Eddie say anything about her?”

“Yeah he... said he wasn’t interested.” 

“Really? Shit. I knew he was a freak, but I didn’t think he had bad taste.”

“Why aren’t you dating her?” Dustin asked. “You won’t date Robin and now you won’t date her? Are you allergic to dating cool girls or something?”

“Robin and I are just friends.” Steve said firmly. “And who said I didn’t try to date her? I tried to ask her out once but she turned me down. She said I was ‘too normal’.”

There were tears streaming down Dustin’s face two minutes later from how hard he was laughing at that. Steve Harrington could get any girl in town, and got shot down by the wierdo. 

“Yeah, yeah, get it out of your system, Henderson.” Steve groaned. 

“She’s too good for you, Steve.” Dustin finally managed to say, calming himself down. 

“So Eddie was a bust so I guess I’m back to square one.” Steve sighed. “I guess I could take her out to a bar and help her get numbers. If she can keep herself from saying something too weird for at least ten minutes it’d be easy.”

But it didn’t feel right. You already knew what you wanted, and any bar in town would just be filled with the same normal, boring people that you’d never had an interest in. 

“You know... Eddie’s band plays at the Hideout.” Dustin said suddenly. 

“Yeah, I thought we just established that wasn’t an option.” Steve frowned. 

“Okay but hear me out, she liked Eddie, right?” 

“Yeah, so?” 

“So? So if she liked Eddie then she’d probably like someone who also likes Eddie. He told me that people come to watch his band play specifically.” Dustin was grinning wide. 

“Henderson, you might be onto something.” Steve was starting to follow his friend’s logic. “If his fans like him, then she’d probably like his fans.”

“Precisely, Steve!” 

The two of them grinned at each other as if they’d just cracked the code to helping you out. However, Steve was only aware of half the plan. That night at the arcade hadn’t been sitting right with Dustin since Eddie tore out of there like a bat out of hell with the rest of the club in tow. He’d seen the way Eddie had stolen glances at you when he thought no one was looking, and only Eddie could miss the way you had been staring at him as the two of you talked. 

Dustin wasn’t sure what the hell Eddie’s problem was saying he wasn’t interested, but if Steve was giving him a chance to be nosy and meddle he was going to take it. You had been nice to Dustin this summer, and after starting the new hell that was high school he wanted to help you out. Eddie had been the only person who had been nice to him and Mike in school, and you had been nice out of it. 

If this didn’t work he’d leave Steve to his own problem, but Dustin had this one last trick up his sleeve. 

“So Eddie’s never talked about having an interest in anyone before?” Steve asked as he tossed his trash and handed over the remaining chips to Dustin. 

“Not really. Jeff mentioned that he used to have a thing for some girl named Ronnie, and they all act really cagey about someone else named Paige.” Dustin said with a shrug. 

“I have no idea who those people are.” 

“I don’t either, they don’t talk about it much.” 

“Alright, well I guess we’re gonna go to the Hideout.” Steve decided. “Wait, isn’t his band him and a bunch of high schoolers? How are they even allowed to play in a bar?”

“It’s a bar, not a club, Steve. They can be there, they just can’t drink. Legally.” Dustin decided not to share that Eddie had one or two fake IDs that the barkeeps were happy to overlook for Eddie at least. 

“What do you know about clubs?” Steve was surprised. “The only club you should know about is your weird fantasy club.”

“I watch MTV, I know how some things work!” 

The banter between the two continued until you showed up in the break room. 

“Steve, your break ended fifteen minutes ago. If you get your butt to the front I’ll fudge the time sheet and say you just forgot to clock back in.” you said. “And Dustin, honey, I love you. You aren’t supposed to be back here. Actually, I don’t care because you’re a good kid. Just ask before you barge in, okay? If Keith’s here I’ll actually have to enforce that.” 

“Yes, Ma’am!” Dustin gave you a salute as the two of them made their way back to the front. When Steve took his place behind the counter, Dustin took a piece of paper out of his bag and handed it over. 

“What’s this?” Steve took the paper, looking at the list of movie titles. 

“My payment. I want these movies for my services. We had an agreement.” 

“Jesus, Henderson you’re gonna give yourself nightmares with these.” 

“Nothing’s been scarier than what we’ve been through.”

“Fair enough.” 

You looked to be as thrilled to be at the Hideout on a Tuesday night as you would be at the DMV. You didn’t have anything against the place, but you didn’t have anything for it either. You’d been to bars a few times with friends with varying degrees of enjoyment. Hell, this wasn’t even the first time you’d been to this bar. Hawkin’s didn’t exactly have the biggest variety of places to drink in town, and this place was the town’s “old reliable”. Cheap enough for the blue collar workers to enjoy a cold beer after work, but with enough variety to have the young adults of the town fill up the booths on the weekends. 

It was not the weekend though, it was a Tuesday night. A weird night for Steve to drag you out to a bar to help you get a date. As you swung your body on the barstool waiting on your drink you glanced around. There was a small, cramped stage set up in the back and a few older men were hanging around. 

“So... Steve not to be terribly picky and not to sound ungrateful, but I’m not so sure about this.” You said, scanning the bar for anyone who didn’t look old enough to be your dad or grandpa. 

“There’s a band that’s supposed to play tonight.” Steve said, pointing over to the stage. “I heard they’re about our age so I thought it’d be worth a shot.”

“A band?” You considered it. “What type of music are they supposed to play?”

“I think it’s a metal band.”

You snorted into your soda. “A metal band? In Hawkins? Oh, this I have to see.” You hopped off the stool to make your way over to the cork board that was covered in advertisements for the town. You scanned it until you found a flier that had been covered partially by an advertisement for lawn care. 

CORRODED COFFIN- TUESDAY NIGHTS 

That must have been it. It didn’t give you any information about the band, other than the name and when they played. The logo was hastily drawn on in black and red markers as if putting this up was a last minute idea. You pulled the paper off the board and repositioned it so that it was front and center instead. There, that was your good deed for the day; giving a small band an additional 8.5 by 11 inches of visibility. 

“As usual, I have learned nothing.” You declared, taking your seat again. “I have a name and that’s it.”

“What’s the band called?” Steve asked. 

“Corroded Coffin.” you replied. “Shouldn’t you know? This was your idea!”

“I was just told there was a metal band that played, I wasn’t given a name.” Steve had been given the name and immediately forgot in the near endless ramblings that Dustin had gone on about. 

“You’re gonna think I’m crazy-”

“I already do.” 

You laughed and continued. “You’re gonna think I’m crazy but the name sounds familiar.” Your legs were swinging off the stool, leaning back against the bar with your elbows. “How can you forget a name like that?” 

Easily. Thought Steve. 

A few more people were starting to show up now, though it was still pretty dead and slow. Even as people shuffled in and out of the small bar, there was no sign of anyone who you’d deem “age appropriate” for you. 

“So you tried to set me up with a high schooler and now it looks like you’re trying to hook me up with someone twice my age.” You joked. 

“Yeah, I was hoping there’d be more people here to choose from.” Steve looked around the room. Dustin had said that this band was supposed to have a crowd but he wasn’t seeing evidence of that anywhere. 

“Ah well, even if tonight is another bust we can still have fun.” you gave him a playful punch. “If the band is bad we can bond over that, and if they’re good you probably won’t appreciate it and I’ll subject you to my every thought about it.”

“You do that anyway.” Steve breathed out a small laugh.

“I’ll be worse, cross my heart.” 

It wasn’t long until the doors to the Hideout opened again, with two highschoolers struggling to fit a drum set through the doors. You snickered as they twisted the parts trying to adjust the bulky equipment. That’s right, the circular drum goes through the square hole. 

“Steve, high schoolers.” you whispered. “Again?!” 

But then you realized that the two teenagers looked familiar. Familiar in a fresh way. Familiar in a ‘Hey, didn’t I just see you the other day?’ way. Your stomach twisted as they finally managed to get through the door and make their way to the stage for set up. 

“Hey, Steve, these kids look- shit.” 

Your heart leapt in a way you didn’t expect when the man you’d poorly attempted to get to know just a few days ago walked through the door with a guitar case strapped to his back. He was laughing with another member of the band as they carried in an amp. Eddie didn’t even look your way as they made their way to set up on stage. 

He played guitar. Of course he played guitar in a metal band. Jesus Christ, you were actually going to murder Steve and Dustin if this whole situation wasn’t going to kill you first. Eddie dropped his leather jacket on the side of the stage, leaving him in a band shirt that you couldn’t make out the name of in the dim lights. He had really nice arms (how had you missed the tattoos last week??), and the way he was smiling so genuinely and joking around with his friends made you feel fuzzy on the inside. He hadn’t looked like that when you two were talking-

“You’re drooling again.” Steve said. 

You shook your head and quickly turned around, putting your back to the stage. 

“Steve... what the fuck.” You hissed, glaring at him. “I know I didn’t exactly share what happened on Saturday, but I thought it was pretty clear that it didn’t go well.” 

“Listen, I had no- I” Steve couldn’t lie to you. “Henderson said he’d be playing tonight, but I swear I’m not trying to hook you two up again. I really thought that when he said there’d be a crowd there’d be more freaks here!” 

You smacked your head on the bar a few times with a groan. “It was so awkward. I told him I’d be right back but then when I went back in everyone was gone. He wasn’t interested in me.” 

“His loss.” Steve said. “Listen, we’ll stick around for a few songs and if no one else shows up then we can leave, deal?” 

“Deal.”

You tried to ignore the pounding in your heart as you pointedly refused to turn around. You didn’t even know why you cared so much that Eddie was there again. You had only talked for a half hour before he left, but the man had stuck in your mind since that night. 

You had been attracted to guys before, but Eddie was on some other level. 

“So, are you stalking me now, Harrington?”

FUCK. 

“Nah man, just in the mood to do something different tonight.” Steve said, trying his hardest to play nice. He had to remember that this was for you, even though he was starting to like Eddie less after his disinterest in you. 

“I didn’t take you as a man with music taste.” Eddie said. You hated that this man seemed to always sneak up on you. You finished off your drink and turned around to join the conversation before Steve made things worse. 

Fuck it. It’s not like this could be any more awkward than how things were left off. You might as well have some fun. 

“Actually this was my idea.” You said, lying through your teeth with a grin. “Steve here knows nothing about good music, so I thought I’d show him a little culture.”

Steve was now looking at you with his jaw dropped, wondering where the hell that came from. He looked offended, and Eddie? Eddie’s eyebrows shot up as recognition crossed his features as he looked at you. 

“So you like metal?” Eddie said, his gaze now locked on yours. You felt an odd pounding in your heart as you looked up into those amazingly round brown eyes. “What’s your favorite band?”

It wasn’t a challenge. There was nothing in his tone to indicate that he was about to turn into a total dick about music, and that both put you at ease and made your attraction to him far worse. 

“Well, Black Sabbath is always good.” you thought. “But I’m gonna have to go with WASP. I’d rate them a 69 out of 10 for being so damn horny in their songs.” 

Eddie’s eyes lit up and he smiled wide, the same kind of smile he’d just given his band mates a few minutes ago. You licked your lips and felt Steve kick your foot, probably signaling you to stop drooling. 

“So someone in this town does have good taste!“ Eddie was moving around more now, taking a few paces back and then back towards you clapping his hands. 

“I don’t like to limit myself.” You said. “I’m always looking for new sounds and music. It’s like I feel like I’m suffocating if it gets too quiet.”

You winced internally at the statement, knowing that it was probably off putting but to your surprise Eddie only got more excited. 

“Exactly!” He practically yelled.

How was it so easy to talk to him, and so hard at the same time? Why was it that every conversation so far had ended so awkwardly when moments like this felt easy? 

“So how long have you been playing?” you asked, looking over at the stage where he’d set his case down. 

“The band’s been playing together since we were in middle school, I started playing guitar around fifth grade. We’ve had a rotating cast of members, so I started it, and Jeff’s been there the longest after me.” he pointed to a member fiddling with his bass. “Zack and Gareth joined in high school.” 

“And was Chris Morrison ever part of this band?” you teased. 

“Fuck no!.” Eddie laughed. “My uncle would say that Chris couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket with a lid on. He tried to play manager. Tried. After seeing how he ran his campaigns, I wasn’t interested.”

“Didn’t he also run for student council once?” 

“You remember those posters?!” there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh, he never ran. The rest of us were so done with how he was running Hellfire we put those up detailing why he was shit at leadership.”

“You’re kidding!” you gaped. “Jesus, you guys are weird.”

Eddie bent down in a joking bow. “I got a week’s detention for that stunt. I wasn’t the one who made most of them, but Higgin’s always had it out for me. Still does.” He mumbled that last part mostly to himself.

“Why do you two keep talking about Chris Morrison?” Steve asked, and you suddenly remembered that he was there too. Whoops.

“Common thread, apparently.” you shrugged. “It’s too easy to rag on the guy.”

“You had to be there.” Eddie said, as if you and Eddie were sharing connected memories that you were both part of rather than piecing together fragments of a puzzle where you were both corner pieces. The same picture, but never touching. 

At least, as far as you were aware. 

Steve was looking at you as if you were both insane. He was probably right. 

“Okay, okay Steve’s right. I don’t want to talk about Chris fucking Morrison anymore.” you said. “How long have you been playing here, at the Hideout?”

“Every Tuesday for about 2 years, give or take.” Eddie said. “We started monthly, but we get a crowd now so they asked us to play weekly.”

“A crowd.” You nodded, looking around the dead bar. “Damn, I must be pretty lucky to have the front man talking to me when you have all these people here to see you.” Behind the joke, the tone you used was sincere and playful all at once. You sat up a little straighter, leaning towards him on your barstool. 

That was a flirt. You just flirted. There was no taking that back. You were gonna have to commit now. 

There was something boyish about the smile he returned, calm and relaxed. “Oh yeah, you should feel special. As you can see we have a crowd of about-” he turned to the rest of the bar, counting the patrons. “-Right, about four drunks. I guess Tim’s out today.” 

“Well, make that four and a half drunks and also Steve is here.” you shook Steve’s shoulder playfully. 

“Half?” Steve looked at you, pushing your hand off. 

“I drove here, I can’t get wasted. But I can have one or two drinks and be fine.”

“Well, if you happen to bite off more than you can chew, I have room in my van for you.” Eddie said. “I could give you a ride.” 

Well, that wasn’t what you had expected. Your stomach was flipping like an acrobat at the suggestion. He was offering you a ride home if you wanted to drink? After he’d disappeared on you? Just what was this guy's deal? 

“If I’m biting my drinks that’s cause for concern. I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to bite a drink.” Smooth, so fucking smooth. You might as well call yourself Skippy because you were as smooth as chunky peanut butter.

But Eddie just laughed and shook his head. “Yeah, you’re right. But the offer’s on the table. Or the bar, since you want to be literal.”

“I’ll think about it.” you said. “I don’t normally go home with men I just met at bars but if your band is any good I’ll consider it.”

His grin widened at that “Then I’ll be sure to tell the guys to pick up the slack tonight.” 

That was a flirt, right? Eddie just flirted back with you. That had to be right? You almost wanted him to go away so that you could confirm with Steve that your suspicions about that line were correct. 

“Eddie! Get over here and help with the amp, it’s doing the thing again!” One of the teens from the stage called out. 

Eddie sighed and looked over at his band that was messing with the amp they had brought in. “Again? Alright, I have some tape in my toolbox.” he called back to them before turning to you. HIs eyes flicked over to Steve for just a split second before meeting your eyes again. “Talk to you after the set?” 

“Yeah, I’d like that.” you said, “After all you might be my ride home.” 

And with that, Eddie turned and left.

“What was that?” Steve said immediately looking at you. “Where did that come from? Your idea? Going home with him?!”

“What?” you asked, taken aback. “You told me I should actually flirt, so I flirted!” 

“Where was all that on Saturday?! Hell, where was that for the past two months we’ve had this deal going?” Your friend was looking at you like he hardly recognized you. 

“Great question Steve, and it deserves a great answer.” you nodded. “I have no fucking clue. Maybe I’m exclusively attracted to guys that I don’t think I have a chance with?”

“He offered to drive you home.” His eyes darted over to the stage where Eddie had reappeared with a toolbox, messing with the amp. “I don’t know how you missed it but he was flirting with you.”

“Oh, good, I thought I was losing it.” you laughed. “Glad we got that established. Cool. Loving that. Now, on one hand he’s offering me a ride home. On the other hand, to get this supposed ride home I will have to intoxicate myself. Which sounds fun in theory but he’s also a guy I barely know.”

It should have been sketchy, it really really should have been. The only man you would trust to get your drunk ass home without worry right now would be Steve. 

“Hey, can I get another one of these, please?” you asked the bartender, holding up your glass. 

Once your refill came, you grabbed the drink and stood up. The band was finishing up the sound check and it looked like they were about to start. 

“Come on, I want to sit closer. I’m feeling reckless tonight.” You grabbed Steve’s arm and dragged him to a table closer to the stage. Eddie made his way to the mic and smiled at you and your raised your glass to him with a smile. 

“Thanks for coming out tonight, we’re Corroded Coffin and we’re here to make you feel like you’re fighting demons in hell!”

It was in that horrible, terrifying moment when the lights dimmed and the sound of an electric guitar ripped through the air,  that you realized something; you were going to end the night with the biggest, stupidest, useless crush on Eddie Munson and there was nothing you could do about it. 

Part 5

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[marinerainbow]

Hey! ^^ Hope you're doing well and work is better ^^

I was just reading our old Cousins chats and like- we accidentally write 'terry', so often when we're meaning Teddy! This made me start thinking about how Teddy and Terry might get along... and I think its safe to say they would get along XD They're both so no-bullshit!

Here are some Teddy and Terry things XD

They meet when Teddy's 4 and Shiny's babysitting her at the club (Teddy's easy. Shiny just has to keep her lemonade topped up and she'll just sit at the bar side and colour unless she needs to go pee. And she knows to ask Shiny to go with her when she does.). Shiny has him sit down next to the kid so no wierdo's sit next to her, cuz she trusts him. He talks to the kid a little bit ('Yer Wheezy's kid?' 'Yeah. You're Shiny's friend?' 'Yeah' 'For the love of god you two, broaden your vernaculars.'), but they're both pretty content to just Sit.

Imagine Terry protecting Teddy from a creep!! Whether she's 4 or 21- there are always creeps. And since Teddy likes the club (People watching is great there), she's in contact with them more then most. And Shiny beats them off most of the time but every now and then she leaves Terry in charge of the Teddy Guard. (Side note- imagine w h e e z y seeing a creep bother his kid)

Imagine Terry and Teddy sharing a look before Shiny does something particularly nutty. Like, they aint gonna stop her- but they know when its coming XD They know the signs well XD

Grandpa!Terry and Kid!Teddy sitting with newborn Jewel while momma and daddy work!! Teddy sits on top of the bar and plays with Jewel in her bassinet while grandpa Terry has his drink and watches over them both.

Teddy being startled if she sees Terry slip away from his hands XDD Like okay... thats n e w-

Follow up- Terry showing Teddy 'its nothin' and reattaching his hands so she can see.

Imagine Uncle Smartass coming into the joint one day and seeing Terry and Teddy together and acting before thinking, of course, and almost decking Terry cuz he thinks he's a creep bothering his too-relaxed niece!! 😂😂😂😅 Shiny has to yell from the other side of the bar, like 'ITS OKAY MAN!! THATS TERRY!! HE'S COOL!!'

Tween!Teddy seeing a guy flirt with Terry and Terry not really rebuffing him like most men in this era would have (But also not really flirting back, cuz like-- theirs a kid here.), and Greasy who's at the club too rushes to try and explain to Teddy what being 'gay' is- but Teddy's just... doesn't react. Like 'yeah, okay uncle greasy. can we get cake after this??' 'em... sure. what flavour?- ' 'chocolate! ^^' Its just not in Teddy's nature to judge or care about harmless things, and besides- her mum's an lgbtqia+ rights advocate.

Shiny asking Teddy about kids she might 'like' once she gets to high school and Teddy makes the most uncomfortable, icked-out face around her drink straw!! Like, neither Shiny or Terry have ever seen Teddy give such a visceral reaction to anything!! They laugh at her XD ('Okayyyy then, I guess not!' 'Smart kid')

Okay, i wanted to do more but I have to go ^^ I hope you like these! We need to give Terry and Teddy more attention XD See ya! Have a good day! ^^

THIS! IS! CANON! NOW!

Omgggg I was wondering how Terry would fit into the cousin timeline! It actually makes sense that'd the kids would know him; not just Teddy, but the twins too (Poppy nor Psycho don't necessarily like the idea of their kids being in a club, but Poppy trusts Shiny and sometimes they needs a late night babysitter). And Jewel definitely like you said! If course she'd know about her mom's best man ^^

Ohhh if Terry saw a creep near Teddy (or any of the kids), I think that's the only real time he'll get scary. He'll actually shove the bastard off (he's not strong like Moony, but he is a factory worker and can wrangle in a good sized fish while fishing, so I'd say he's fairly built for his age and health) and tell them to get lost before he calls Shiny over. And any regular at the club knows that a police officer would be a lot more merciful than what that crazy woman will do. Or better yet, Terry will threaten to grab the kids father- and nobody wants to deal with a full blown gangster (I am very certain Wheezy will have zero patience for any creep looking at his kid)

Terry will apologize to Teddy for having to see that and get her a pretzel or something, too.

(I raise you; imagine navy, tough as nails Lottie witnessing a creep on any of her little cousins.)

And Terry and Teddy with Jewel at the club!!! Yes yes yes yes yes!!!! I've been debating whether or not Shiny would bring her baby to work, actually. She knows she can trust Terry and her coworkers, but also- which parent would be better for the baby to stay with? The parent that works in a night club, or the parent that works in the night under a much more sinister job?

As for the hands thing and high school crushes- yeah, he'd be amused XD Terry can't can't resist a snicker seeing the chill sister of the cousin group actually make a face other than lackadaisical. He considers that a win, "'Yer so much like your 'pa, y'know that, kid?"

I wish I could add more, but nothing can beat all this perfection! But this did get me thinking about Moony and how he'd fit in the cousins' lives. If Terry can be well acquainted with them thanks to his friendship with Shiny, than Moony's connection to Poppy definitely has to earn him an honorary uncle title for the twins.

Moony I can see him being introduced to the twins a week or so after they were born. He knew when the due date was, but insisted on letting Poppy recuperate before trying to visit. (It took a lot of convincing Psycho I imagine. His protective instincts were through the roof around this time especially.) He fell in love instantly.

Moony can't babysit all the time due to his morning work, but he pitches in whenever he can ^^ it's especially helpful since Pops and Psycho are working and are still figuring out their schedules so they can be with the kids enough. Moony will not let the babies out of his sight the entire time; he'll carry them around carefully in his jacket, too (can you imagine how tiny toon weasel and rabbit babies could be!?!? Omgggg I can't even!) So Cake gets to have roomies XD

Speaking of Cake; She still disapproves Psycho XD she'll stomp her foot the second she sees hom walk in through the door (it really is on sight with that weasel XD), but will dash over to Poppy and Penny and Percy and give them love. Cake is very obvious in who her favorites are XD

Moony helped the kids learn how to treat animals. He taught Percy to be careful with his claws while petting Cake, and Penny that she can't affectionately squeeze an animal while hugging it. He'd also help the other kids, too ^^

Moony with Jewel!! Percy and Penny's honorary sister!!! Ohhh my god Moony will not be prepared for the evil mastermind this child is XDDD he is genuinely shocked that Jewel isn't their biological sister, honestly XD though she could wind up telling him some cousin secrets-

Jewel, after Lottie dropped her off at Moony's house: She likes your butt and fancy fur, by the way.

Moony: ... What???

Jewel: I read her diary yesterday.

Moony: ... Ok we are gonna have a talk about that, young lady-

Moony and Teddy would be sooo chill, obviously. They could just sit down and watch TV together if they wanted to.

MOONY AND LOTTIE!!! Ok I'm surprised we haven't discussed them sooner; you've mentioned that Lottie would grow a crush on Moony when she was older. I'm pretty sure Poppy would have told Moony at least about her little niece, and they would have seen each other at least once before she went into the navy. But he wouldn't have been too involved, I think; he and Smartass don't know each other, and he understands that he has no place to raise this little weasel, so he gives the father and daughter some space. This guy has no idea Lottie thinks he's hot and his brain would factory reset if he found out 😆😅

Ooohhh Terry would be nothing compared to what Moony would do if he found a creeper around any of the kids. He will throw the guy away and will growl and snarl, with his claws bared. The only thing stopping him from going completely savage is knowing that the little ones are near. So he runs the guy off before worryingly checking the kids, regardless of how old they are.

... Ok an angsty thought, but; imagine if Moony is still in love with Poppy, how much it hurts to know she and Psycho are starting a family; Moony knows that Poppy is full blown 100% committed to Psycho now, and the chances of them getting back together are gone. It's painful, but he looks after the twins like his own children too.

THE BABIES PLAYING WITH MOONY'S OR TERRY'S TAILS!!! I REPEAT! THE BABIES PLAYING WITH MOONY OR TERRY'S TAILS!!!!

As much as I want to add more, this is all I've got right now. Thank you so much for sending this ask in!! I loved it!!! ^^

[firespirited]

Yesterday was a big day, I had to do quite the long car ride to get an x-ray with a friendly but right wing indoctrinated driver. Spent 2 hours redirecting regressive if not outright racist politics towards class solidarity and gently nudging him towards local involvement over worrying about big conspiracies. Deployed the 'as a foreigner/immigrant myself' uno reverse card a couple of times 😜. Play oblivious so they have to either admit that it's about race or back away from the subject. There was also a clear opening about not liking Muslim accommodations in schools worded as 'religious influence' and I said "oh! yeah! I'm so sick of wierdo catholics telling us how to live our lives like they own this country!" so fast I couldn't believe that just blurted out. [Catholic school wasn't that terrible actually, the headmaster made sure to keep church and state separate so to speak with opt in catéchisme but baptist and evangelical culture (including 2 years of xian high school) was suffocating and the gaslighting is built in, they nearly crushed the independant thought out of me.]

I'm wiped but mostly from pain, turns out the body braces to adjust to movement in cars and a lot of that goes to your neck. I'd done practice and knew to wear a neck brace and keep as relaxed as possible. I knew the pain was coming and I'm sure glad it only manifested as heavy dizziness on the day, but it’s always breathtaking how much pain a body can deploy in such a variety of ways.

I decided to do a walk anyway this evening as it was cooler than it's been all week and the pain was still at dull 6/10 slight rug burn on the shoulders and nausea levels but had to cut the walk short. It's now at 'I regret even getting out of bed today also my teeth and eyes seem to be reverberating like a glass that's been hit with a fork' levels.

Got to meet this adorable grey cat and it *loved* being scritched. I couldn't get decent photos due to having hands full so you'll have to imagine a smallish cat throwing the full weight of its head into my fingers despite nearly falling off its perch... and totally blissing out. Meanwhile, Lily had trotted down the road and some other cat decided to challenge (?) or seduce (?) her to the point where Lily the dog backed off - she's unfazed by threats usually, even from huge dogs so this cat must have had big energy to make Lily go 'what is wrong with this creature?'. I've never seen anything like that from a cat towards a dog it didn't know before. I have to imagine big floofy cat mistook Lily for another cat.

Fluff ball straight up walked down the road, crossed it and stared down my chill dog like it was going to fight her. *confused shrug* it ran when it saw me though.

I'll probably have to spend most of tomorrow in bed. I'll try and tag everything 'fast reblogged' correctly later on desktop.

Recent finds: dying pleather bags yielded some nice hardware:

[therabbitthatpostthings]

A comic I might draw later

HEAVILY inspired by MorningMark and that one scene from Casper meets Wendy (1998).

TLDR: Luz friends love her and will defend her from any threat, even petty human teenagers. Playing real fast and loose with magic and Gravesfield okay, I don't know how magic transfer over now that The Titan is gone and King is still too young but we don't have to get in to all that okay. Also this isn't proofread, this is just a silly little idea I had.

So Luz is back in human realm to finish school along with Vee. Going about her daily goings about. On days like these she likes to walk around and just think/talk with String Bean. They can’t be in the Boiling Iles every weekend so taking a walk around Earth’s nature will have to do. She is human after all. Well no one said Luz’s return was a welcomed one (and after her whole speech about Phillip in class I doubt high schoolers spared her), but who is she care about their opinions? She’s the daughter of the greatest witch who ever lived, sister to a literal god and is friends with the most powerful witches the Demon Realm has ever known! Of course no one on Earth knows or would believe her (spare Jacob), but it’s the thought that counts!

All in all her days passed by fine, save for a few particular classmates. Classmates that had known Luz since she moved to Gravesfield and seen her jump from wierdo, to normie, to reserved and now somehow even weirder? The teasing never stopped or at least you get used to it, is what she told herself. More accurately what she told to String Bean on this particular walk.

“I can’t wait for break to come! Bump finally said yes to opening a Flyer Derby Track!” She cheered. String Bean hissed happily. She turned her head towards the tree line in confusion, like a puppy. Hearing something, she quickly turned into a staff. Luz was quick to grab her worried something might of spooked her.

“This is hilarious, I know you don’t have any friends but talking to a stick is a new low.” A familiar snide voice called from the tree line coming from the bushes and onto the path.

“Ugh Anna.” Luz rolled her eyes as the three stepped out, Anna and the other two girls Luz never really caught the name of.

“If I annoyed so bad why are you always following me? And I do have friends FYI!”

“Yeah, yeah I know. Your ‘super cool and awesome friends from out of town’!” She mocked “Weird that no one’s ever seen them before-“

“People have seen them, they were here for Halloween! They were in my Summer Break Presentation!”

“Oh yeah they were,” one of the follower girls said. Anna sent a stern eye her way before striding over to Luz.

“Whatever. Doesn’t change that you don’t have any friends at school and it makes sense! All you do is creep people out.”

“You think I want to friends like you?” Luz scoffed

“Excuse me-“

“You’re so rude to everyone around you, I doubt even those two like you.”

“What do you know?! Everyone thinks you’re weird!”

“Well if being ‘normal’, whatever that means, makes me like you? I’ll pass.“

Anna huffed in anger lunging towards Luz and grabbing onto the staff. They struggled, pulling towards each other. “Stop it! You’ll hurt her!”

“Her?!” Anna pushed off her back foot taking Luz down and grabbing hold of String Bean. She raised it above her head. “It’s just a stupid stick-“

Before she could slam String Bean down, a sheet of ice covered the path took Anna and her two followers down. String Bean was tossed in the air and caught by a figure riding a long vine.

“Luz!” Willow called out, the vine spiraling down to meet her on the path. Hunter and Gus were close behind. String Bean transformed back in Willow’s hand and floated towards Luz, nuzzling into her cheek.

“Oh girl, I thought I lost you.” She cradled String Bean close.

��Is she okay?” Hunter called out finally catching up with Willow, Gus behind him.

“Yeah, just a little shaken up.” Luz replied.

“What about you Luz?” Gus asked

“I’m fine,” she smiled “What are you guys doing here?”

“Well we came to see if you wanted to hang out but it seems we caught you at a bad time.” Willow glared at the girls. They all scrambled to their feet, ready to run but were blocked by a wall suddenly appearing behind them.

“That’s bold, picking a fight and then running away?” Hunter stated

“Three on one? Talk about unfair.” Gus sneered

“I think three on three is fair enough.” Willow said, magic circles already formed.

“Guys!” Luz called. Luz looked at Anna, full of fear and for a moment saw something familiar. Even if it was fair, she sighed, “It’s not worth it, some people just never change.”

All three complied, sending their own threatening look towards the girls.

“What if they say anything?” Gus asked

“I doubt it, they would look like weirdos.” Luz smiled smugly. String Bean hissed as if to accent the point.

“See you guys on Monday.” Luz said waved off taking to the sky with her friends. Anna and her friends were awestruck at the sight but more so that no one would ever believe them.

Bonus:

“Well I don’t want to go near her- her creepy friends could come attack us again!” One of the girls yelled over the video call.

“We were not attacked, okay. Just Luz and her weirdo friends.” Anna huffed

“Get over it Anna, just let her be.” The other called

“When did this become my fault?!”

“When you almost got us killed today!

“For the last time, we were not attacked-“

A soft tapping at the window.

“Anna?”

“Hold on,” she said moving towards the window. She leaned it, examining it closely. Splattered her window suddenly was a mess of purple goo. It pulled itself off the glass and formed into a body, a face started to form from the goo. A girl with purple hair and bright yellow eyes, like a cat. She tapped on the window with a smile leaving a purple smear. Anna hesitated before the girl opened the window herself.

“Hi.” She smiled

“H-Hi.” Anna stammered

“I’m gonna keep this short cause it’s late. I’m not as nice as Luz or our friends so take this as your only warning. Never hurt my girlfriend. Got it?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Good.” She smiled. Her form distorted as her skin turned back into a dark purple. The slime slide off the windowsill and down the side of house all the way to the forest behind.

Anna was stunned staring out the window, her friends calling her name in the background.

Meanwhile at Luz’s house, the Hexside Crew set up for a movie night. “Amity! The popcorn’s ready.” Luz called

“Coming! Ghost thought she heard something.” Amity called back. She knelt down to let the incoming abomination slip back into her vase. Amity smiled to herself as she came into the kitchen. She grabbed a bowl and kissed Luz on the cheek.

“You’re smiley, did Ghost catch something?”

“No, just thinking about this spell Em taught me. I can show it to you later.”

[anakinskywalkerog]

Umm yeah. Rachel didn’t name names and from the article she just said a normal thing all women deal with when it comes to sex. But she just opened a can of worms when saying her age and with the articles making up stupid headlines and people not reading the whole article and lacking common sense are being brutal. In the thousands! And he didn’t even do anything wrong like many problematic men have: many wierdo fans who sexualize Hayden’s to the point of saying they are no longer fans of his because of that. I… have no words. Hayden doesn’t deserve this. 😒

yeah honestly the jokes are dumb and kinda funny and I hope/bet Rachel and Hayden are laughing about it. bc they’re at the very least good friends!! so this is all so silly but the internet is ridiculous

[ceoofmetagala]

HI I HAD A ✨EPIPHANY ✨(idk wtf i am on rn but god I'm so giddy and excited rn)

SO UHM YOU KNOW FLUTTER RIGHT? THE SILLY LIL BUTTERLFY WHI DIENST HARM GIU FIRM KIRBY 64 AND DL3?... WELL WHAY IC I TOLD YOU MY HC THAT MOROHO JS PAMERLT TO PAPI ND LFUTTER HAS PROOF BEHIND IT!!!

Okay so this strats with flutters name is jp! It is "moncho" (モンチョ) now let's break this one down! " モン " mon can mean a lot of things! Its a japanese currency for one, i looked up mon meaning on its own and we'll... What most results give you is what I'm most intrsted in mon can mean family crest! Now ...pretty WIERDO.... Moncho vaugeky wmsounds like moriho(i know balfery is her jp name but suushhh...)

Now what does cho mean? It's just FUCING butterfly lol (as a name. Big diff . If you jsut look up what cho means you get a lot of other stuff )

Now litterly her name is family crest butterfly .... Which I know orbkay isn't the meaning but i look into things dar 2 much.

Now let's get into some good ol entomology! BUGS ASS HAHAHAHAHA YESSSS BEITERLFI3S I FUCING LOVE BUTERLFIES HAHAHAHS

Okay flutter is based off the BUTTERLFY genus colias which are white or yellow. Now... Surpise flutter woudl ayucly2 be male! This is because colias butterlfy females have spots while males do not really have them. But untofntly i have said she is trans now.

RELALY funny joke - no wonder butterlfies are symbols for TRANSformatiom ! They're LITTEKRY transgender! (Moroho and flutter , what's next papi ATUCLKY being trans?)

No i won't just say morohi is trans not elbrite. Okay so if we are going off name alone mrooho is a genus of butterlfys. Which are all blue. (Huh?) But females are orange. Now . Look at me . This donest matte because emoroho knight is tail trans because (VINE BOOM) NONBAINRY falls under the umbrella of being transgender :) !!! And she is in fact, nonbinary

Anwyss yeah thanks for listing to me yell bat a minor background BUTTERLFY.

[trenchgardens-ooc-ooc-ooc-ooc]

some externalizations from mod sundew. its long, irrelevant, and rambly so, cut :-0)<

guh. weve had. calliope finally step out of the metaphorical cupboard i shoved her in, a five pebbles resurgence (he decided i will be bodilt wearing a trans flag for the forseeable future and i could not agree more), locust trying to get the body to break something, looks to the moon came back and shes a comfort headmate i think- caretakers the word. uhh god. am i missing something

im gonna be mentally hugging a fat blue robot for a while.

its wierd to explain but like. i guess the kind of- our body gets really really- right- better phrasing: we're super like touchstarved. and touch is a really good way for us to calm down, but with our moirail living on the other side of an ocean, well yknow. so like. idk basically think if maladaptive daydreaming was less maladaptive, more(?) involuntary(??? (it occurs to me i dont know the mineutia of what maladap dayd actually Is)) and also shaped like a blue robot with paradoxicaalgy squishy everything.

ouhhh

what was the tag pepples used for his rambles, iterational externalizarion or something... maybe i should call mine weufing or yapping. what are husky noises called. awoowa borealis? well now i have to call it that...... no.. nevermind

calliope the headmate is so small in headspace. this is like. a whole ass child. like four feet tall what Are you you tiny wierdo

she is So incredibly a Something bearer though. intrusive bearer? like mituna but Not. Mituna but instead of impulses its something else

BSM appeared for the first time since. forever ago... ironically actually now that i think of it... her original forming was. Also while we were talking to a distressed Australian who is younger than us. note to self, BSM is all australian queers' sister i guess.

Ob also by the way headmate Locust is Sooooo a BPD holder. that little bug's borderlines can SO personality. its disorderly.

Pebbles being here and the Catharsis from . the crying. has made us. Angry. thats good. Anger is a very. very good thing for us. bodily, systemly. nothing convinces us to overpower our limitations like boiling fury.

Oh oh oh ... ohhh god who was fronting i think it was me yeah cause that was- Yeah that was me! ok i showed our art to a couple of the workers at the rafectory- the uhh cafeteria at my college, the lady who works shifts at the desk and who i always make a point to talk to, since i once accidentally said "you too!- er- eventually!" to her when she said enjoy your meal- i showed her our sketchbook. ot was really cool. it made our day i think.

huh this is probably what pickle was talking about when they (not to self ask pronouns) reprimsnded about uh. vent blogging. euuups.

[yposht]

Me and my friend in a nutshell

Hello?

Hello?

Who’s this?

Who’s this? I’m asking the questions, I called you. No, I called you, and you sound like the ugliest son of a bitch I ever heard. You sound like the physical manifestation of some loser’s inner demons! Well, you sound like some total chode’s inability to confront the reality of his past actions. If I ever get your stinky mug in my line of sight I swear to jack off I’ll cock your clock off. Well I’m gonna be the bigger man, and hang up first- ugh dammit! Listen, we don’t cotton to freaks round these parts, scram wierdo! Oh yeah, I don’t polycotton to coping tropes, even my own. So why don’t you split? Looks like I already did. You’re the sad figment of my twisted psyche’s tragic dividend. You’re the un-me. I’m the real me! You wanna be? Me? Kiddo, I was the real me when you were still in my short pants. Hate to break it to ya, but I wore them first. Me bequeathed thee, the psychopathological hand-you-downs. So you’re the one who stained them? Whoever found it, browned it. You’d like me to be you, wouldn’t me? But it’s too late,

you snoze, you lose.

You sleeped, you weeped.

You nappa, You get slappa!

You slumber, a cucumber.

You catch up on some Zed’s, you get out of my heads!

You slumber, ham- BURGER I DON’T WANNA TALK BOUT NOTHIN ELSE!

Listen, this psyche is not big enough for two metaphysical seekers. You couldn’t seek your way out of a cardboard bag! Yeah, I know, cause it would be an egg! OOH! This guy might be better than me- You’re right! I am better than me! Look buddy, know when you defeated. Accept your defecation. No thanks, I’m full, cause I eat pussies like you for breakfast! Look at you, you look so superficial, you probably judge things by their physical appearance. Oh yeah? Your mom’s so shallow, she probably thinks this quip is about her. You’re about as deep as a bowl of soup, and your tongue is about as sharp as a soup spoon! Hey! Say what you want about me, but lay off the soup. If you love soup so much, why don’t you marry soup? Because I’m already married, to justice. Yeah, only a blind girl would marry you. I know everything you’re gonna- Say, and I know everything you’re gonna- Don’t. Oh yeah? Well when God was passing out insight, you thought he said that when God was passing out holy prophets, you thought he said oily faucets, cause your soul has diarrhoea, of the mouth, faucet! Are you so dumb, you’d even answer rhetorical questions? I don’t know? Do you? We can play this game all night. First of all, it’s daytime! And this is no game. Checkmate! Oh! So you admit that you’re checking me out, and you want to mate! You got a license to sell hot-dogs, Chico man? No, they wouldn’t give it to me, because, when I was filling out the application, my penis was sticking out! Oh yeah! You only got one peni? Let me see it… See with your eyes, not with your mouth! I’ll call your bluff, I’ll see your penis with your mouth, and I raise you, with my hand. Ante up! OoOh! Dammit! What’s wrong? I crapped out, but I’m tough, I can suck it up. Huoourgh! Ok! Count of three, we show what’s under the loincloth! Weiner, take all!

1, 2, 3!

[the-firebird69]

They went out too it was like this it was really a fun time and they had bars and places like it and it wasn't really insanity and people were there to have fun and they pronounced it and announced it and didn't want any negative stuff and we're dancing and talking and it was a lot of drinking of course but it was about hanging out and having a good time and they actually had a good time Ernesto had a good time and Dan. And yeah Dan is not Trump could be BG now it's actually him what do you have a decent time anyways and he was heading this thing up did a decent job at it he loved it they loved it down there and it's a great time if you had money to be down there all the time

Katia

It was really fun I had a great time with him too we do a lot of stuff he wanted to do things look at things talk to people eat the food use minus drinks it was a great time okay who's pretending is a big shot I tell you what I had more fun than those few days that we were there then almost the whole time almost and he says I'm full of baloney and we're probably going to saying hello and I knew so many people and he knew it too and girl smiley and dancing and so many girls and we knew about places to go according to get exciting and then Daniel went to skinny girl and we said boy she's too skinny and to look healthy but we still are partying I thought we were jokes are those good Lord she looks kind of skinny we can get that way but it had some fun with the hotel but we're leaving anyways I'm kind of being wierdos

Ernesto

[aliasimagines]

tired nights // mary goore

a/n: i just wanted to bitch about my work day to someone so i wrote this 🤷🏻‍♀️i cannot come up with titles nor can i write endings. i didn't specify the reader's gender

warnings: cannibalistic jokes, mary jokingly telling he ate someone

word count: 1159

Mary kept blowing a strand of hair out of his face, but it just kept coming back. It didn't take long before he huffed and pushed it back with his left hand in a violent manner.

His right hand kept drumming the black ink pen on the old notebook that laid open in the counter in front of him.

Someone, a guy whom Mary served way too many drinks to over the past few hours, dropped his glass on the floor. Mary didn't even bother to look at him,let alone get up and clean it.

"Hey, you are paying for that, man." was all he said before scribbling down a few words. He crossed them out and wrote a few more, repeating it a few times until he heard someone sitting down -or rather throwing themselves down- on the barstool in front of him.

"Gimme something strong."

Mary looked up with a grin after hearing your voice, though as soon as he saw your expression and tired (and maybe a bit angry) eyes he crossed his arms, humming.

"That bad, huh?"

"Worse." you said burying your face in your hands.

Mary walked around the counter and sat down next to you. He started rubbing circles on your back.

"I fucking hate people."

He just chuckled, waiting for you to continue.

"They are so fucking rude, and they think they know everything, but oh my god they are stupid as my butt and I just can't- I'm either gonna quit or become a murderer real fast."

"I could help you dispose of the bodies." he licks his lips. "I'm hungry anyway."

That little comment made your head snap in his direction,pause for a second before starting to laugh. You laughed, shaking your head as you felt all the tension and stress from today start slowly fading away.

"Jeez, keep forgetting about your cannibalistic habits." you joke, once your laughter died down.

"Yeah, sorry, I'll make sure to be more vocal about it. Actually, do you wanna know who I had for lunch?"

"No." you giggle.

"That sweaty guy, you know, he lives a floor below us and always takes the stairs? Yeah, he had a heart attack and i figured he shouldn't go to waste so I tried to cut off a few limbs, but damn his muscles are strong as fuck-" he sighed,"so, I thought I'd go for some eye candy, and carved ou-"

"Okay, ew, stop." you hit his arm, making him bark with laughter.

"Jeez, Mare, you're a fucking wierdo." you say but lay your head affectionately on his shoulder.

"Yeah." he breathes out, amused by his own antics. He wraps one arm around you and starts to play with the fabric of your shirt. "For the record, the sweaty guy did die, but I didn't eat him."

"What?! Seriously?"

"No. Well, not to my knowledge, but you should 'ave seen your face."

"Stupid."

After a few minutes of comfortable silence - well silence is maybe too strong of a word as you two are sitting in a semi crowded bar- Mary opens his mouth to speak.

"Ya know, if you seriously want to quit, you could always come and work at the bar. You already spend way too much time here because of me. Although you can't take shifts with Sam. She is way too into you."

"Well, you know big boobed goth chicks are my type soo.."

Mary lets out a low growl.

"Aw, you're jealous, that's cute-" Mary slightly bit your shoulder making you yelp, surprised by the contact." Aw, ouch! Mary!"

"You're mine." he mumbles.

"Yeah, but don't bite me!"

"Not what you said last night." he said in a sing-sang voice.

"Ah, you two are gross." called a female voice from behind them. You looked up to see Sam, her lipstick covered lips pulled into a smirk.

"Hello y/n/n.."

Mary wrapped his arms closer around you, making you laugh.

"Hi Sam." you replied with a smile.

"Hey Goore, I almost stepped into a shattered glass, go clean it up before I fire your ass."

"You can't fire me, I'm irreplaceable."

"Wanna test that theory?"

The woman standing before them asks, hand on her hips. She and Mary stare at each other intensely before they both start chuckling.

"How was the festival, boss?" Mary squeezes your arm before getting up to search for a broom.

"Fucking great. You should've come."

"Well, you know, someone had to take care of the bar, flourish up the business and shit."

"So that's what you're telling yourself?"

"Oh fuck off." He cleaned up most of the glass, dumping it in the trashcan in the corner. He turned to you.

"I take it back, don't come here to work. They clearly don't appreciate employees here."

Sam leans over the counter, taking your hand in hers.

"Don't listen to him, I do appreciate all my employees, except him, and I can assure you that I would really appreciate you."

"OKAY!" Mary squeezes himself between the counter and you, blocking Sam out of view.

Sam and you share a laugh over his shoulder.

"Don't worry Goore, for some reason, you got lil old y/n/n wrapped around your pinkie." She stares into your eyes. "I couldn't take you from him even if I wanted to, could I?"

You smiled at her, shaking your head.

"Nope."

"See? You have nothing to be worried about." she sighs dramatically. “You know what, Goore? You two go home, I will cover the rest of your shift.”

“That’s not necessary, we-"

Sam cut off your boyfriend waving away whatever he wanted to say.

"Go home, it's fine, I missed working in this hellhole. Just make sure to be safe when indulging in sexual activities, you crazy kids." she sends a wink in your way making you groan and Mary smirk.

He slips behind the counter, throws his notebook in his backpack and tosses that over his shoulder. He grabs your hand, locking your fingers, and pulls you up from your seat.

"Let's go, babe." you both wave goodbye to Sam. You step outside into the cold night, you immediately step closer to Mary. He lets go of your hand and wraps his now free arm around your waist, pulling you closer. "C'mon, we have a buncha tasty leftovers at home."

You raise and eyebrow at him.

"From the sweaty guy?" he says, as if it was obvious. You hit his chest and he once again barks with laughter. You laugh out in disbelief.

"You absolute idiot…"

"Your absolute idiot tho." he stops for a second. "Ew. That was disgustingly sappy."

"Sappy, or not sappy, it is true." You say poking his cheek.

"Ow, fuck off!"

He shoves you gently and you shove him back.

"You fucking-"

"Hey, you started it!"

"And you continued it!" you 'argued' and kept playfully shoving each other all the way to your shared apartment's door.

[itsmadamehydra]

My Savior || Wayne McCullough

A/N: Just some teenage girl trying to write the story inside her head, hope u like it.

Pairing: Wayne McCullough x oc

Warnings: rape, intention of rape, harassment, blood mention, bullying, language (a little strong)

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I've always like to watch him by far, he just seems different from the rest (and oh boy, he is).

The first time I saw him I was in 7th grade. I was just one more girl of the many others that her tities just had started to show and my period started to visit me. I remember that day clearly, I was sitting at the hallway with my bestfriend at the time, eating infront of our lockers when I saw him.

"Am telling ya girl, the answer of number 5 was c." I said trying to reason with her about the science test answers "I told you that if u needed help to study, I could help ya." I smile at her and move my arm upward to touch her shoulder

"Yeah, yeah, I know...are you sure it was not D?" she said frowning her eyebrows once more. We stayed in silence for a sec before bursting into laughter and tears

Little by little our laughs started to fade, allowing ears to hear the background and aswell some loud voices, it sounded like an argument but by the hears of it a fight was going to start soon. "What you think is happening over there?" Cassie murmured, I stared at the end of the hallway where apparently was were the voices were coming from.

"I don't know..." my lips formed a thin line while I was thinking about what could have been happening in there, "You wanna, you know, go and see?" I looked back at my friend

"Freak yeah" she laughed grabbing my hand and running down the hallway to see the soon to be fight.

Once we got there, there was a mass of students surrounding what appeared to be the ones who where arguing. "Ugh, I can't see, I hate been so small." I said, "Hey, that smallness is beautiful and you know you can use that in your own benefit" Cassia said and winked at me.

"I mean, yeah but I can't-" my word stopped at the moment I heard a want sounded and I believe to be a punch in the face. "You saw that!?" Cassie said, "That was freaking awesome, please tell me you saw it!" "Um, nah Cassie, I cant see a crap" i said while trying to find a whole where to see through.

It was only a matter of seconds until more punches were heard. I started pushing people more frantically, I wanted to see what was happening. When I get pass a few amount of studens I almost slipped, looked sown to see what was it and it was stains of blood, only a few but still.

"Oh gosh, disgusting." When I look up only a few students are still in the cafeteria and a guy wearing a grey hoddie was just there, staring at the bloodie face of another guy. I stared back at the hoddie guy and noticed a little hammer in his hand, and the words just came out of my mouth without even noticing, "Why the hammer? Want to be a constructed or something?" He just stared at me and pass by me without saying a word and keeping a neutral face.

"Who the hell was that crazy ass weirdo?" I hear Cassie's voice behind me. "I don't know" I responded, "But I will know...one day."

"Ok,ok, am not going to get in between your little search thingi but am sure he is not good news." Cassie said, "You saw what he did, and he has a FREAKING hammer, y/n! Covered in blood y/n!" She grabbed my shoulders from behind, "I think we all understood the message, stay the fuck away from him, honey."

And I just smiled.

Months later I learned his name. Wayne, Wayne McCullough. Fits the ring if you ask me. Everyone was speaking about how violent, crazy and wierdo he was, about how he was going to show up at your house to beat the hell put of you.

I just observed him by far, well, I like to think that I noticed him. I noticed how he usually beats up those who are some assholes jerks that have only one brain cell as much. Noticed that he is not much of a talker and a shy boy. Noticed how he makes his lips thin when he gets lost in thoughts. How he closes his fist when he is about to do something. His strangely high pain tolerance. His pale skin and dark hair appeared to me to be very llamative and aswell his strength. He was and is skinny but somehow has a great strength, maybe do to the unincredible amounts of fights he gets in. Experience makes the master is what the say...right?

Years went by, we entered to highschool and the nervousness along with the fast beating, sweating and butterflies were still there every time i either tought about him or saw him walking around.

Cassie stayed with me for a while until she decided to join the group of nasty ass bitches with no brain cells who believed no one was better than them. While I...well, I stayed small for a big part I guess, always with good grades, teachers love me and try to be nice with every one I guess.

Everything was going great until Cassie along with some guys recorded me somehow while being drunk and them trying to overpass the boundaries, and let me tell ya.. that was just the start.

The had videos of me at the school bathroom, pictures of my underwear under my skirts and dresses, them trying to touch me. I had to learn to defend myself, stopped using skirts, dresses, shorts even do I loved wearing the. Replace my shoes with tennis and always had hair ties.

"Y/n, wake up! You're going to be late for school, don't think ama wait for you!" I mom yelled.

"Yes, mom! Dont worry, am up!" I run down the stairs with my backpack, went to the kitchen, grabbed an apple and went straight to the car.

"Oh for God sake, y/n" she said went she looked at me and noticed my new hair style.

"What? You don't like it? I just cut it a little." I satered at her innocently

"Your father is not gonna like it and you know it." She said and the stress lines appeared in her forehead, "You know this is his weekend and-"

She couldn't finish her sentence because I started taking, "Am not going to that dickheads house, mother." I said strainly, "Don't want to see his and face of that bitch he cheated you with..." i lowly said but loud enough to hear.

"I know, honey but you have to and besides you get to see your brother!" She patted my thigh, "Haven't seen him in a while right?" She said with a sad tone

"You should be the one seeing him...not me." I stared outside the window, there were just some trees and houses and garbage.

Mom and dad divorced a while back, he cheated on her. The house was a mess that day, screams and broken glass everywhere. Sammy was lucky, he was at grandma's but I was home...listening to every single word. That was also the first time a sneaked out and the first time I sort-of spoke to Wayne.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone said behind me, I looked and it was fucking Wayne

"Just trying to have some quietness i guess..." I stared at my fingers and started playing with them because of my nervousness, "...What are you doing here?" I asked softly

And he stayed silent...the whole time after that. Either way, his company was nice and the side profile, ufff, amazing.

"Ok, we are here." I stared at the building for a sec before giving my mother a kiss in her cheek and entered to the building.

"Hey y/n! Nice ass!" That was the jerk of all jerks, Jonathan.

I turned around and stared at him, "Oh yeah?" He nodded, "Want to see me shop of your dick?" Changed my tone while saying that into a lower and more serious tone. He just stared at me with sealed lips and left.

I continued walking to my locker and I come to see tgat my freaking lock is broken, I search in all the spaces but nothing is missing.

"Come on! They had just changed me of locker!" I silently yelled. Started grabbing my books for the next few classes when I felt a hand in my shoulder, by instinct I grabbed the wrist, pushed the person against the locker and added pressure in the throat with my other arm.

"Hey y/n" Orlando smiled, "New move?" I chuckled and removed my arm, now, standing face to face I respond

"You know you shouldn't do that Orlando bunny." I laugh st the nickname I gave him a few time ago. Orlando was one of the few FEW people who talked to me, well, he talked to everyone but still.

"I know... I just forgot I guess man." He looked down, "Y/n...have your tities grown bigger?" His face looked confused.

I slapped his head and punched his shoulder, "Could you please stop looking and thinking 'bout tities when am around you?"

"I mean, yeah sure...and sorry about your lock." He points the locker, "Wayne thought it was still his but since-" I cut him off before he could continue

"Wayne?" I asked confused

"Yeah, Is tha-" i cut him off again

"Why did he tho?" I murmured staring at my lock in hand.

"It used to be his locker but oh well...he missed school for 3 weeks and yeah." He grabs his backpacks laces after explaining.

"Oh...ok, is he still here tho?" I looked at Orlando

"I guess..." he was about to say pther thing when the bell ring and we started to go toour classes, "See you later gorgeous!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

I stayed there...just staring at my lock for a while, then order my things fast and left to class. What I didn't know was that someone was watching at me.

Three days later, i was walking back home and i heard s car going at full speed and nasty comments were started to be listend. I kept walking trying tk pretend they didn't exist when the car is suddenly over the sideway and infront of me.

"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME ASSHOLES!!" I yelled.

"But...you are bot dead right, bitch?" Jonathan said getting out of the car. There were five, 2 guys and 3 girls. "Don't prefer to suck my dick and be my slut, promise I'll pay a good amount." He said infront of me,

"She is already a slut baby." Veronica said

"I bet she has sleeped with half school, wouldn't surprise me if you haven been org*e or something." You know, comments are comments, you are the one who decide what hurt you and whats does not, but being Cassie the one who said that...broke my freaking heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to leave the place so i came up with a plan very fast. I walked closer to Jonathan trying to be the most seductive I could, touched his chest, abs and got closer to his ear and said, "You are going to regret everything" Punched him with all my strenght in this genitiles, stomp on his feet, punched his nose and ran the faster I could out of there.

"You bitch!" I heard from far but i continued running, I couldn't stop, i was scared, didn't know what could happen if the get me. I could hear the car engines behind me, but i didn't stop.

I was close a bridge, ran underneath it, passed some houses but i could still hear the voices and car. My legs hurt, i needed to catch my breath, i could hear my heart beat, my body felt on fire. When I less expected am suddenly trapped, there were some abandoned buildings and warehouses but no way to get put of there. This was it, my end.

"Couldn't escape from me you nasty little bitch!?" I heard his voice, i was never one to pray but believe when i say i begged to God to save me. "You ain't going anywhere...bitch" he was behind me, I could sense it.

My hair was pulled, he pulls me by my hair to his car and i notice that it's just him and another guy. Am not getting out of here.

"We are going to have so much fun!" He licks my cheek and i try to kick him wherever.

"HELP!" I yelled, "SOMEBODY PLEASE, HELP!" my voice sounded horrific, like if i hadn't drank a single drop of water in ages, "please" y murmure my last pledge before he finally puts me over the capo of his car.

"No one's gonna help you, you slut." He says, the other guy was just watching and standing still, doing nothing.

I gave up, didn't even notice I was crying until I tasted the salt in my lips. I felt him over me, unbucking my pants and then...i didnt felt his weight anymore, instead, i heard a cry of pain, and then another cry, and another and another.

I lifted my head and there he was, grey hoddie and little hammer in hand...my savior. I smiled.

My smile just grew bigger and bigger every second I saw that boy swing that motherfucker hammer, every second that Jonathan's blood was spilled. I lool around in search pf the pther guy scared that he might try to grab but I get calm when i see him unconscious on the floor.

A few minuts later th cries stop and i look up, Jonathan was missing 3 teeths and face covered with blood, i think he could even have a brocken rib or something.

Am sitting on top of the car's capo when a feel a slight, fragile touch.

"You ok?" Wayne askes pulling a string of my hair behind my ear.

"...now I am." I smile to him and he returns a little small tiny one with a grin. I was about to say something else when he suddenly speaks

"Want to be my girlfriend or whatever?" He says looking exhausted, I chuckle

"Try a little harder and I might be." I say soflty with a small thin smile and he avoids my eyes but I still get to notice a small blush.

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Hey! So, yeah. This is my first ever published thing. Hope you enjoyed it and if you want a part two or to keep writing, am open to any suggestion! Am not very good with the warnings section so if you could help me with it, i would totally apreciate that!

Thank you for reading,

[scalproie]

mk and subscorp!

I'll do subscorp in another ask so here's mk!

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

• Favorite character: I sure wonder 💙❄️💙

• Least Favorite character: honestly I dont really have a least favorite character as much as I mourn their wasted potential, so to that list you can add like... all the new additions to the playable roster of mk11. and also Kotal Kahn. on paper? his concept is pretty interesting. In execution? Boring and I dont like him.

• 5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): subscorp because I have eyes that can see, sareehan, uuuuuuh kenshi/ermac cause I find it funny and uuuuuuuuuh idk. cageblade liutana and taneela. idk im a boring bitch when it comes to ships

• Character I find most attractive: I SURE WONDER 💙❄️💙 but ngl scorpion and kitana have it going on too

• Character I would marry: none idc

• Character I would be best friends with: I guess I could vibe with takeda? but other than that idk and idc I dont ask myself these kind of questions

• a random thought: literally the only medium on which I feel the mk storytelling can reach its full potential is in a downright animated show. Defenders Of The Realms is definitely not the perfect mk show on account on being from the 90s and very clearly aimed at kids, but it has a lot more value a lot of mk fans give it in terms of characterization, and with the success of hyperviolent and gorey shows like Invincible and the likes, WB NEEDS to greenlight a few seasons of a mk show. There is simply too much characters with their own storylines to fit in a single movie in a satisfying way, just look at the legends movies, BUT if the screentime was split in like, 60% Raiden + the shaolin monks against Outworld, 20% Cage + the special forces and 20% Ninja drama for one episode, then 20%-60%-20% the next, then 20%-20%-60% the next, well I think it could work a lot better in terms of pacing, narrative, and character development. Plus the characters of mk are SUPER SIMPLE AND BASIC, aka the best kind of character to add depths to. The games actually kind of already do that in the current timeline, focusing on only one character at a time to progress the game's story, but its held back by the gameplay, ironically, because unless you're a wierdo like me, people dont usually wanna sit thru 20min of cutscenes where the characters do nothing but talk about their feelings, especially in the haha gorefest video game.

• An unpopular opinion: hot take followed by a cold take: d'vorah owns as a character both in her unique design and her role in the story, I wish she could kill more fan-favorite characters. BUT it sucks when said fan-favorite characters could be killed by other characters with a lot more satisfying weight in the narrative and that I can think of them at the top of my head.

• My Canon OTP: lol i wish

• My Non-canon OTP: lmao💙💛

• Most Badass Character: I could be predictable and just say sub zero again but ngl half the cast are like, some of the most badass characters I've seen in a while.

• Most Epic Villain: I am partial to The Shangster, funny evil grandpa, and yknow what add Quan Chi too, but ONLY when hes funny

• Pairing I am not a fan of: lol 90% of what this fandom comes up with, it ranges from "i dont really care but cute!" to "yeah I dont see it" to "I actively despise this".

• Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): mandatory sindel mention, uuuuuuh the whole cast? at some point? Love those characters so much but theres like 11 games, 6 movies and some comics so of course Im gonna be angry with some decisions.

• Favourite Friendship: Jax and Sonya :)

• Character I most identify with: subz when hes looking at the realms merging and hes about to be crushed by the falling ceiling but hes pushed away by scorpion

• Character I wish I could be: scorpion when hes waking up off-screen in subz's arms after getting caught in an explosion of the One Being