#yeah. dumbass shitpost. enjoy it

[tracingpapier]

just heard they made gay people real. congratz

[share-the-skye]

All of this is gold but the Working Together gag brings me too much delight. Highly recommend his full Days ranking video too.

[siltyriver]

Justice is Swift (Vengeance is Sweet) — Ch.2 Shitposts/Teasers

master post || <- ch.1 memes || ch.2

ch.2 memes without context in honor of the upcoming update of jisvis ;)

Bernard: Yeah we have another boyfriend, he’s the best and we love him very much! :D

Danny, very used to poly trios and the chaos they bring: Well fuck.

Tim and Bernerd, distraught but ready to throw hands: How the fuck is the cute twink homophobic this is such a tragedy

Danny, finally realizing what he said: WAIT NO IM GAY TOO AND MY FRIENDS ARE POLY I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IM JUST INSANELY SINGLE AND LONELY IM NOT AN ASSHOLE I PROMISE LOOK AT THEM THEYRE MY PRIDE AND JOY IM SO SO CHILL WITH YOU HAVING ANOTHER BOYFRIEND AND WHEN CAN I MEET HIM—

Bernard and Tim: Oh he’s just a dumbass that’s fine

—

Danny: Yeah you guys would love my friends! I’ll have to introduce you all when they visit!

Danny, thinking about Tucker and Tim in the same room with unlimited access to Wayne Tech: … Wait.

Danny, realizing that Conner and Sam would find a way to start a campus wide protest over something despite neither being students: ACtually—

Danny, realizing that Bernard and Val would be no help because they are enablers and enjoy seeing their partners cause chaos: Fuck.

Danny: Yeah, I take it back, you guys are never allowed to meet. Ever.

—

Danny: sends selfie with tim drake to tucker lol he’s going to shit himself

Tucker, receiving said message: Oh my God I just shit myself

—

Tim: What the fuck is that?

Danny: My phone?

Tim *grabby hands*: Please I must see

Danny: Oh Tucker is going to be so fucking happy

—

Bruce, seeing a black haired blue eyed child with parental issues and a heroic drive: Alfred get the adoption papers ready please

Jazz, getting ready to start biting: Hands off you bastard I raised that child and I will shove those papers so far up your ass—

—

Sam: Look what you did, Danny.

Sam, gesturing to Tucker catatonic on the ground: You fucked up a perfectly good nerd.

Danny: He was like that when you got him.

—

Tim: If you’re going to crash my interrogation at least stay quiet?

Jason: Can we do it in his apartment?

Tim: Why?

Jason: hiding the takeout container behind his back Uh, less chance of him running?

Tim: … Fine.

Jason, excited to have a reason to be at his crush’s apartment: *fist pumping*

—

Jason: Blatantly flirting with Danny in the middle of Tim’s very important investigation

Tim: No! He was my friend first, back off!

Jason: But he’s cute!

Danny: You think I’m cute? :’D

Tim: Fuck, he’s fallen for the trap already.

[starlightstare]

Hiiiiii I love your posts about the cheonliang fam (mostly Vin and Mary uwu) do you have any more headcanons about them?

Thank you! Most of the time, I'm just shitposting. I didn't think anyone would enjoy the things I post. Anyways, here are the headcanons I have:

Mary and Jewoo's parents are friends and therefore they also became friends by default.

Back when they were younger, Jewoo was the one who introduced Mary to Hyungjae, Taebong and Wooseok. He originally did it to scare them, too. They were teasing him relentlessly and you know how kids sometimes go, "keep talking and I'll call my bro to beat you"? Yeah, that's basically what happened. He got so annoyed that he said he'll be calling the Mary Kim to teach them a lesson. Thus the start of a beautiful friendship.

Word of Seongji living in the mountains got out and parents used his name to scare children. Mary, sick and tired of being called an elephant, retaliated by mocking them for being weak and said that if they're brave and strong, they should go up the mountain and steal something from the 'monster'. She teased them for days and them being the stupid, little preteens that they were, took the bait. Mary didn't think they would (she's also scared of the 'monster') and decided to follow them, saying that she only wanted proof that they stole something from the monster when in fact she's worried something might happen to them. They went back and forth for days; them stalking Seongji but none of them made a move to 'steal' from him. They want to prove that they're badass. But everyday, when they climb the mountain and see Seongji, they just freeze up. It got to the point that they all started pointing fingers on who should steal.

“ You do it.”

“No, you do it.”

“Why do I have to?! I have heavy footsteps, he'd hear me from miles away.”

“You're right, Wooseok should go.”

“Huh?! Mary should go! It was her idea. And she's the thief here.”

“I'm the one who challenged you, you dumbass cowards.”

“Jewoo, you go—”

They shove Jewoo forward and Seongji got so fucking tired of hearing their not-so-hushed whispers everyday that he just confronted them.

Seongji was the one who gave Mary a bandana. I like to think he has a soft spot for her not because she's a girl but because he knows how it feels to be ostracized for his physique. During one of the moments where Mary admits to feeling insecure, he grabber a bandana and puts it on her hair, saying that she looks pretty. She tried to pass the bandana wearing style to Sujin but... Y'know. Even after years, Mary kept wearing bandanas in Seonji's memory.

Sometimes, Jewoo thinks of what would have happened if they didn't meet Vin. He imagines that Seongji would be alive and they would all be eating in the mountains, hunched around the fire. He thinks of what future they could've had if Vin Jin didn't appear. But the happy memories with Vin Jin and Sujin overpowers those thoughts. He can't help but wonder, though.

I'd like to believe that Mary only joined judo because that's the only thing she thinks she'd be useful for. Her peers bullies her for being chubby, her parents are die-hard believers of the infant god she has doubts about, no one tries to approach or befriend her. She's alone and she doesn't fit in. She doesn't fit in cheonliang's beauty standard either so what does she do? Put all her weight and strength into learning how to fight. At least in judo, she's the best. She's appreciated.

During their youth, Taebong challenges Mary on a daily basis and always gets his ass beat. The boys thinks it's entertaining how everyday starts with, “MARY KIIMMMMMMMM, FIGHT ME." They even made bets on how long his shouts would be. Wooseok won often because he seems to miraculously know how many seconds Taebong ought to drag Mary's name. The longest one was 37 seconds when Taebong bellowed a long 'Maryyyyyyy—’ for 30 seconds straight. He got detention for the disturbance.

They liked to play pretend when they were little. Mary wanted to play as the princess but they always made her the dragon and them the knight. In return, before the 'knights' could even fight the 'dragon', she ends up chasing them around. They did play pretend as a family though. Jewoo's the dad, Wooseok's strangely the mom (Mary wanted to play mom but thought it was hilarious that Wooseok's the mom) and the rest are the children. Wooseok's first course of action was to ground them all.

[huebris808]

trying to break out of my shell and post madcom hc shit aka Look At My One Of Many Weirdass Hank Ramblings, Boy

hank you know them. they're six-foot-something and wanted to try volleyball. they dont get sarcasm and refer to stuff as "thingys". they're the autistic power fantasy of throwing bricks at those who view you as subhuman. their bedroom's apparently just a mirror to practice cool poses with and a blanket and their favorite drink is eggs now according to the streams. and they are your new nonbinary president

im constantly fluctuating between Animation & MPN Are Two Different Timelines/Universes or They're The Same, But He’s Testing Which "Hank" Is More Favorable/Useful To Others

wasian hank truther baby. (jp+filipino-american)

this guy would probably use わたし/私 (ive seen a lot of artists use オレ/俺 for him though but i feel like its a bit?? much)

definitely had to pick up sign-language after [Vague Gesturing] All That

has autism in the way that they have No Clue they got it. like "damn i got [Specific Autistic Issues]. sucks that im so so normal and yet i must endure The Problems everyday"

speaking of autism, enjoys confined spaces sensory-wise. vents and boxes and shit like Come On Man. Do You See The Vision.

gonna be honest like half of the shit (Understatement) i got for hank is projection but what's madcom without that in some aspect!! that's the POINT man!!! [ON KNEES WAILING] that's the POINT

working in real estate and as a mercenary since The Incident made their self-worth go to SHIT; in a world that dehumanizes you, you are quick to dehumanize yourself. this is where the power of lesbian friendship comes in

subconsciously puts doc on a pedestal over time, leading to (See Bullet 1); this dissipates after they somehow reach a conversation of Bitch We Are Both Equals And Fighting For Our Fucking Lives Out Here THEY SOLVE SHIT TOGETHER MAN!!! THEY SOLVE IT

sorry. sorry. im trying to delete it

out of nowhere maybe its the Autistic Projection maybe its cause im allergic to Sadstuck Shit i dont dig negative stuff with 2bhank it just feels Wrong :-( i wish i could word this better but like. i need these little chesspiece fucks to learn to communicate

what i will refer to as the Newspaper Era (aka the time before we got doc characterization from arena mode) caused people to make some weirdass depictions of their relationship and im glad its phasing out. The Horrors

main 4 are all butch lesbians btw. not sorry about that one

also POLYCOMBAT TRUTHER this dude would HATE how vulnerable these three would make them feel at first. they're the first to actually treat him like A Guy and that fuck him up a bit initially

i think eventually they all reach a point where they're able to do stupid shit together like fireworks or breaking chairs over each other heads. you've seen how doc is don't exclude him from doing dumbass shit

"erm… actually they wouldnt be friends or have fun or date theyre ruthless criminals and madcom is cruel :/" L + ratio + the rule of The Funniest Thing Is The Answer in madcom prevails + That's The Devil Talking, Boy

shit at technology. if they had a blog their lack of skills would loop back around to make them the most powerful shitposter on earth

there's definitely more that im missing here and takes that Don't Suck (for example people need to put out more hankford content. Cmon Man) but my brain has this shit Queued Up in a way so. Yeah

[swarmishstrangers]

Hey, do you think Mallek would be into dating sims? Specifically the ones that have robot characters? <- thinks about calculester from monster prom

(anyway, I hope you're getting better and I'm not bothering you with this silly little ask that ran into my head after reading your mallek headcanons and playing the game ever! Keep yourself warm and comfortable, please)

Bit late answering this ask! I am indeed much better and no longer sicky teehee

Also erm? You're SO right anon I literally am../j ofc! It makes me like. Stupid happy that people like how I write/see Mallek. UGHH him and Boldir are my fav trolls 5ever and I want to write them the best I can.

As for your your questionnn uhh? I'm honestly not sure? The type of games I can see Mallek playing ranges from casual games, multiplayers that he can get on calls with and talk with friends, sandbox style games, and ofc, if he's really wanting to use up his brain power, some pretty difficult and complicated RPGs that involve a lot of reading or remembering things. The last one interestingly, though, is, to no one's surprise, likes shitposty kind of games.

Mallek, on his own, I don't think seeks out to play dating sims, not the serious ones anyway. Sure, he hears about some popular ones (a lot of eastern Alternian dating sims are crazy popular) and he enjoys some eastern Alternian anime (not a lot to say he's a megafan or anything but, ya know, casually). But he doesn't seek those specific kind of games out himself.

In comes his dumbass friends that he plays online games with. Not a bunch of people. Honestly, it's only like. Five trolls at max he plays online games consistently and is one of his few bustling social groups. There used to be six..but. It brings a dull sadness to his pan if he thinks too much about him.

Anyways! His friends definitely like to pester Mallek and send him shitpost games disguised as other games to prank him. It's funny as fuck. Some of these they'd hide dating sims in them, serious or not, and Mallek would be like, "haha; oh no what do you have me playing this time;", download it, and. It's fucking dating sim. SO stupid but he thinks it's funny and humors them, playing the game on his off time.

He's. Greatly embarrassed to say he enjoyed some of them. Shitposty ones of course were great, but he finds himself shocked to enjoy some of the more serious ones in these prank hidden games his friends have him play. Not a lot of dating sims include alien type characters to romance because aliens are kill on sight on Alternia...but robots aren't. Yeah Mallek finds himself drawn to the more interesting characters in terms of looks or personalities. And that doesn't mean in terms of a character being hot or attractive. I point and laugh at Mallek, robot fucker ROBOT fucker!!

He replays some of these games sometimes, and THAT is why he keeps his friends from seeing when he does by hiding his game status online from them lmao. He still doesn't go out to purposefully play new ones, but he likes the handful of dating sims he does still play from time to time.

[hizznbyte]

ace attorney saved your life?? i want to hear that story. im very glad it did btw. im very glad that youre alive right now

Shbsnssjsn okay first of all: Thank you. So so much for that little message because it made my day. It makes me really happy to know my existence means something to someone out there. I know it’s dumb it’s just snnsshbss it makes me feel like being alive and my frequent dumbass posting is valued and is what motivates me to keep going.

Anywho! Yeah, ace attorney somehow did end up saving my life during one of my lowest points. It’s kinda crazy to think about and even more so to say aloud but. Woah. This silly game about idiot lawyers ACTUALLY saved me? It’s surreal LOL

Where do I start? I was first introduced to AA during the pandemic I think. I watched some videos on it but never truly got into the fandom until maybe three years later? To be honest, I don’t even remember WHY I got back into AA, considering I was already hyperfixated on something else. It started popping up on my feed a ton I guess?

During that time, I was in like. A really, really deep depression. I can’t say too much about it but a lot of it was because of my dad. People on my discord probably know that I was in my vents channel nearly 24/7 talking about how much I hated my life and wanted to hurt myself, and began spiraling deeper and deeper with every episode and breakdown I was having. I’d constantly talk down to myself and start fights and I think it started pushing my friends away.

It was paragraph after paragraph about my miserable, pathetic life. Long, long paragraphs.

So I started coping. It started out as me posting AA memes on discord, then watching some dumb YouTube shitposts. Then I finally caved and started watching the Ace Attorney anime [which yes, does exist. It’s not the greatest and I get why it’s pretty largely disliked by the fandom but it was my intro to the world of AA and it was such a fun watch. Fun fact, it was the first anime I’d ever watch in full!]. I fell in love with the series so quickly that my daily vents turned into me telling my friends how much I loved the series. I was always talking about it when I got the chance, and it brought me so much joy and comfort that it became a huge part of my life. I watched play-throughs of the games, read the supplementary manga and even bought merch for it! That’s around the time I bought my Phoenix Plushie which I am emotionally attached to lol. It was also a great bonding experience since my friend Yax was a fan of Ace Attorney, my siblings started getting into because of me, and I even met kids at school who enjoyed the series! It was.. the most comforting experience I’d ever had.

I was so emotionally invested in AA that it made me cry lol.

I’m definitely understating how much AA helped me get through this terrible part of my life, because it’s so SO difficult to put into words. But trust me, I don’t know where I’d be without it.

Course I’m not as hyperfixated on Ace Attorney as I used to, but I still love the franchise with all my heart. I even have… [checks notes] 20+ original characters for an AU that I am very invested in!

But uh. Yeah that’s the story I guess? I’m probably missing stuff, I have a terrible memory when it comes to that time in my life but hey that’s the gist. Sorry for dropping so much Neri lore LOL! Thanks for the ask though, I really appreciate it. It was.. refreshing? To talk about. Yeah :33

[scrufflesksunnide]

I enjoy Enot takes that still respect the fact they are a joke but give them depth and overall more to them Should they be a normal person? of course not they are fucked up as well lmao (depending on how you want to TAKE Enot's character of course) but I feel like it's a lot more fun to have them be weird but still have a purpose as to WHY they're there/like that in the au/universe their set in is more serious, more story-driven. But should they be an insanely over the top annoying ass typical fanfic character? no.

I love the takes that give Enot a purpose, give them interesting roles, some make them straight up a god (not like a typical overpowered oc or anything of course) some make them just socially awkward and barely understand social cues, overall just, a good character that could WORK. regardless, I just like when Enot is given a lil more respect and not ruin their character completely by making them a straight up harasser or over the top lustful no life. (and I've read the dating sim and even then Enot is still better than that! A dumbass? yes, a chad? also yes... when they want to be lmao)

Its like yeah I shouldn't take a joke seriously let alone give it depth but who the fuck cares! If NSH can exist and still have a good character while still being the shitpost that they are so can Enot. (man I really love characters that are just straight up shitposters and memelords huh?) EDIT: No shade to anyone in specific, had a convo about enot and how they are portrayed by some people, and kept thinking about it as its a interesting topic (not a heated one no lol) Enot is the most goober scug in existence and I love them

[hoetani]

|JEALOUSY JEALOUSY|

Warnings: Fluff, suggestive, JEALOUS RIN 😋 (17+ Blog)

Relationship: Rindou Haitani x fem!Reader

A/n: bit of a shitpost butttt

Rindou had promised to take you on a date of his own volition to make up for the late nights at the office - it wasn’t really a big deal, but it made his heart warm when he saw how happy you were. With everything booked, you were supposed to enjoy a nice dinner where he could show you off and smirk at the jealous fuckers who’s eyes lingered for too long. Unfortunately, at the last minute the plans changed and to his dismay, you insisted on joining him at the club.

And with the way you’re dressed up all pretty for him, he doesn’t want any handsy idiots thinking they’ll get lucky, but with the way you work your puppy eyes he can’t say no.

He wishes he said no.

After greeting everyone, his teeth grind when you hug them for a second too long, unable to miss the flirty smile you sent his way. He wants nothing more than to take you home, especially after witnessing the slow smirk that spreads across Sanzu’s face. The Bonten men can deny it all they please, their tough exteriors crack in your presence, they all harbour a soft spot for his wife.

“I’m going to the other room,” you whisper in your husbands ear, breath tickling his neck. Waving you off without any regard, he knows you’ll be safe on this floor with staff members dotted everywhere, in fact he’s relieved, maybe he’ll be able to focus now.

He should’ve known.

He watches through the two way mirror as you enter the room next door, a private party for the rich. His jaw clenches as you saunter to the dance floor, grabbing the first girl in your sight. The way you shift is sinful, every movement of your legs perfectly accentuating your sensual figure. One by one, the other men pause their conversations to watch, appraising you with their horrid eyes. He could’ve sworn one of them was drooling like a rabid dog, it pisses him off.

To Rindou’s distaste, not only could he admire the hypnotising sway of your hips, the remaining members of Bonten can also see your unparalleled beauty. His knuckles turn white, glancing down to see the paper in his hand crumpled beyond repair.

Following his train of thought, the pink-haired dumbass opens his mouth, “I-”

“Don’t even think about it,” Rindou growls. Aggressively, he stands, chucking the crumpled paper at Sanzu before marching out the door. The immature cheers of his comrades as he leaves the room has his mouth set into a scowl.

Too caught up in your fun, you almost jump when an arm snakes around you, but the recognisable scent and familiar calloused hands have you smirking, finally.

“What are you doing here?” You feign innocence, continuing to dance but this time with him. He accepts, hands tracing down your waist as he stakes his claim, unafraid to shoot glares at anyone still staring.

“Acting like you don’t know,” he whispers in your ear, “You’re in trouble.”

A shudder wracks through your spine deliciously as his hands find purchase on your moving hips, pulling you so close that there isn’t a hairs width between you. He can feel all of you, from the heart beating rapidly in your chest, to the warmth radiating from your skin.

“Yeah? What are you going to do about it?”

He smirks, his sick, sadistic, love-sick smirk, before hauling you over his shoulder, hand resting on your ass as he leads you away from the club, back home where he intends to give you the attention you’re craving so badly.

“You’ll just have to see doll.”

[dreamcatcherrs]

august - ranboo x reader

+ disclaimer! I don't know if ranboo actually has a cat :)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ranboo x f!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ranboo can’t help but to blush every time you look at him, not realising that he was falling even harder for you than he realised.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1.478

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none :)

song recommendation: august - taylor swift

the first time he’d spotted you was in science class, near the end of the school year. that one time you looked up and smiled at him because of something stupid he’d said to his friend, that you for some reason found funny - he couldn’t stop thinking of that smile for the rest of the day. the image of you stuck in his head.

the next time he saw you was in p.e. you were wearing those pretty red sports shorts that you always wore, but he for some reason had never noticed until now. and whenever you’d walk or run past him, the smell of vanilla would follow behind you, filling his nostrils with the scent, and it felt heavenly. from that day on, he decided that he really liked the smell of vanilla.

weeks went by before you first talked to him. you were sat behind him and had poked his shoulder to ask him if he had a spare pencil for you to borrow. he breathed in, eyes wide from surprise. were you talking to him? it was only when you tilted your head to the side with a playful smile on your face that he realised he’d been zoned out, completely forgetting that he had to respond.

“uh- yeah, sure.” he’d fumbled with his backpack, trying to fish out his pencil case only to remember… he didn't have one. he moved his hands back again, looking back up at you as you leaned over the table with a patient smile on your face. “uhm… actually, I don't have one either.”

that made you laugh, and he was just confused, cheeks turning red in embarrassment. “well, I guess I can't really complain about that,” you giggled, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. “I’m y/n, by the way. we have science together, I just don't think we ever got the chance to talk.” he grabbed the hand you’d put out to shake, staring into your bright eyes as you shook his hand. were there stars in your eyes? it looked like there was a whole other universe in there.

“I guess not-”

“hey, you two. eyes up here.” mr. jefferson, you douche-

“sorry mr. jefferson!” you apologised, before turning to send him a playful smile. as if you two had a secret that no one else knew about. he wondered if that smile was always able to get you out of trouble. he thought about it for a while as mr. jefferson explained the different historic sculptures, and then came to the conclusion, that no one could be mad at a person with such a smile for very long.

“aww, you never told me you had a kitty!”

he threw his backpack onto the arm chair in his living room, letting out an exasperated sigh as you followed behind him, or rather, followed his cat behind him. he turned around to see you crouched down beside his cat, softly petting it  with the cutest smile on your face.

“yeah. pretty cute, right?” he joined you by petting the purring creature, heart bubbling with how cute the sight in front of him was. he wasn't just talking about the cat.

“well, should we get started?” you asked, shrugging your own backpack off and getting out a small notebook. he’d noticed you wrote in it a couple of times during the class before.

you’d both been assigned for a science project together - what a coincidence. he wasn't complaining though - not at all. you’d had fun times together in class since, now being sat beside each other. you’d gone to his place to put in some extra work ethic. “you’re lucky I actually like science! then we’ll get some work done.”

you plopped down on his couch, taking in the comfiness for a moment, before fishing out your computer. “are you implying something?” you giggled at his question, lifting a finger at him.

“that I do all of the work in science class while you sit and stare at me? yes.”

a wave of heat flooded over him, cheeks and ears turning red and his palms sweating up. was it that obvious?

you patted the spot on the couch beside you for him to sit down, a small smile etched onto your face. he did so, finding a comfortable way to sit in before looking over at your computer screen. you turned you head to him, scooting closer when you noticed he could barely see your screen. as if that would help his sweaty armpits and rosy cheeks…

“okay, do you remember our lesson about polar and non-polar electronegativity?” his face was blank. the words were foreign to him. was that the day you wore that pink lipstick? or did he just think that because he thought it looked so good on you?

you rolled your eyes playfully at his lack of response, proceeding to point at the screen and explain to him what it means. he listened to start off with, but then soon realised that his thoughts had drifted off to another place, eyes gazing over to look at you instead of the screen. and instead of listening, he started thinking about the way your lips moved - how cute and perfect they were. and how much he wanted to kiss them.

he lost his train of thought when you turned your head to him again, a frown on your face when noticing how lost in thought he was, clearly not paying attention, yet your look of disbelief quickly turned into a surprised expression. was he looking at you?

“you’re not listening.”

he looked bewildered for a moment, but quickly managed to clear his throat awkwardly, eyes turning to the screen again. “sorry.”

you began to explain again, and this time he only glanced over at you once when... was that blush on your cheeks?

the first time he kissed you was one month later, summer break. you were at the local park, basking in the rays of sun as the summer was soon to end. the smell of freshly mowed grass was all that filled your nostrils, and the fresh breeze every now and then was enough to keep you from melting under the heat of the sun.

you were sat at a nice waterfall, your backs turned towards it as you ate the sandwiches you had just bought. the sound of water trickling out of the different places on the statue was pleasant for your ears, peaceful really.

he’d gone to push his longer hair out of his face, and then rest his hand beside him, in the middle of the two of you. but instead of meeting a cold surface, his hand met your soft one, that was already resting right where he was about to put his hand.

he heard you gasp softly, head turning to look down at your hands. he looked back at you with wide eyes, which you quickly returned when realizing what had happened, a rosy colour spreading over your cheeks. and right then, he couldn’t help himself. he knew you hadn’t known each other for that long, but he knew you. and he for sure knew that he liked you.

as your eyes stared into his, head slightly leaning in, he kissed you. soft and sweet and short, and when he pulled back again, your eyes were closed and you didn’t look displeased at all. and that’s when he knew, you liked him, too.

“ranboo, I swear, if you rest your arm on my head one more time!”

he laughed at your small threat, removing his arm from its comfortable place on the top of your head. he ruffled your hair, just to annoy you, with a playful smirk on his face. you pouted at him, fixing your hair again and softly shoving at his chest.

“fine~ I’ll stop. you’re just so short, it’s hard not to,” he giggled, patting the top of your head lightly as he smiled down at you brightly.

“maybe you should just be shorter. then I won't have to get on my toes all the time to kiss you.” you crossed your arms, staring up at him with a smirk on your face.

he shrugged. “nah. I kinda like seeing you struggle with that.”

you rolled your eyes and let out a low grumble, acting like a kid who was just told they weren't allowed any candy. before you knew it, a dandelion was pushed back into your hair, followed suit by a quick peck on your cheek. your lips parted in surprise, eyes staring up at him again, before reaching your hand up to gently touch the flower, a small smile spreading across your face.

“now,” he started, leaning down to intertwine his fingers with yours. “shall we go out to enjoy the last day of august?”

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[professionalchaoticdumbass]

should probably make an actual pinned post so here goes!

welcome to my swagass blog of Whatever I Put Here

my name is lily but you can also call me dumbass if you wish (it's not an insult to me dont worry!)

i use she/they pronouns - she/her is preferred but they/them is also cool

i don't really have a tag system, however you can find most of my original posts under either #shitpost or #randumbass thoughts. my art tag is #lily does an arts if you wanna see my occasional doodles or sketches.

my minecraft sideblog is @catgirl-netherite and my evil fucked up sideblog is @amateurlawfulsmartass

i will block whoever i chose, whenever i chose, for whatever i choose. zero exceptions. yes, even mutuals.

do not send me asks begging for me to unblock someone (yes, this has happened before, yes, it's pathetic, yes, you will get blocked too)

as a general rule of thumb: terfs, exclusionists, conservatives, bigots in general, fandom blogs (not fans, fandom blogs), and anyone who tries to piss me off intentionally will get blocked

don't try to start discourse or bring it over to my blog as i will definitely block you for that

the gif below:

and uhhhh yeah thats really just about it. enjoy your stay!

[make-me-imagine]

Hiya! Congrats on 7k! If I'm not too late, I'd like to request a ship for the celebration. (If I'm too late you can ignore, I totally understand!)

I'm a 31 year old bisexual woman. Slytherin, ESTP, Taurus. My main love language for expressing it is gift giving. For receiving, it's quality time. I'm a movie buff and enjoy going both going to the theater and watching at home. I also enjoy writing when I can, some miscellaneous crafting things, and singing. I'll give almost anything a try, but I also know my own limits. I love trying new foods (even if the combo sounds gross.) If it's edible, I'll try it. I prefer nighttime and if I had the choice, I'd sleep during the day and be up late. I love animals of all kinds; insects, reptiles, basically all of them. I've kinda become a jack of all trades type as I like to do a lot of things, but I don't have the patience to become really good at them. I also have the, "I'm not immediately a master at this, I give up" thing. I'm always ready to throw down on behalf of others (legit almost fist fought a cab driver once bc he wouldn't leave this poor girl alone.) I stick up for myself as well, ofc. I'm outspoken and will just... do things. I care very little about how others view me. It's very difficult for me to get embarassed. I can be pretty loud. I'm the friend that people tag in cursed memes. I'm into that nerd scene; anime, manga, video games, etc. I legitimately listen to all types of music as well. My friends had to to keep me from eating a pizza I found in the box on a windowsill downtown. I've been told I'm both intimidating and that I look very innocent so tbh I have no idea which I give off more. Physically I'm kinda tall (5'7,) thique, and pale. I don't care much about how someone I'm interested in looks. I've got all sorts of types and there's not much consistency. I believe in ghosts and aliens, and used to be big into ghost hunting media. I've I've two separate PeeWee Herman dolls. One of them talks. I'm kinda like a human shitpost at times. I'll do almost anything for a bit. I'm kinda rambling but I feel like I'm telling you a lot about me with these rambles. I can be pretty stubborn - especially about going to the Dr. I accidentally swallowed some Drain-O once and just... went about my day. (I'm aware I'm a dumbass and follow a strict do as I say not as I do guideline for everybody.) I give really good advice despite all of that. I also have surprisingly good manners. I hold the door open for everyone, say thank you about a million times during a transaction, etc. I do the thing where you don't realize something is traumatic until you tell the story and other people are like omg are you okay? And I'm like lol yeah I was making a joke it's chill. I'd love a ship for LotR and Leverage! Thank you!

I hope you like them! Ships under cut!

Lotr:

I ship you with Boromir.

I feel like he would be one of the few that could handle you lmao. He loves your energy, and your personality, even if times he can't always keep up. He finds you immensely interesting, and can talk to you about anything. His father can't stand you, but that doesn't bother Bormir at all, because you are one of the few people that isn't afraid of his father. Boromir adores your confidence, and appreciates your candor.

Best-Friend: Merry and Pippin. Both of them. Once you met them they were like long lost brothers. Together you are absolute chaos in the best way. But you are care a lot about your friends.

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Leverage:

I ship you with Eliot.

He thought you were intense, but very interesting. He appreciates people who don't take shit from anyone, and are willing to stand up to people who are wrong. He thinks you are hilarious, but sometimes can't tell when you are being serious or not. He likes to cook for you, and always has you try his more experimental ideas because he knows you will always be honest and will have good suggestions. He does try to get you to stay with interests and hobbies to master them, but will never force you.

Best-Friend: Parker. Again, chaos twins, agents of chaos, the ultimate team of confusion. You get along really well and understand each other when no one else does.

[virgils-eyeshadow]

welcome to my blog

if you're reading this...howdy!! welcome to my blog! i just realized i had never introduced myself so...now's as good as a time as any. here's some basic info:

name: 'katie' (but im considering changing it)

nicknames: bid/bidoof (long story) but i probably will respond if you call me any version of my blog name.

age: i don't feel comfortable saying this. i'm a high school student so that gives you a reasonable age range.

sexuality: lesbian...i think

gender: questioning

pronouns: any. i've gone by and will respond to she/he/they/xer

romantic relationship: i have a gf but she's not on tumblr

platonic s/o: @bimaeda (sorry for the ping aa)

fandoms: sanders sides, danganronpa, im getting into dream smp but i know almost nothing about it at the moment, oh and i constantly write/come up with ocs/stories so i will talk about that every now and then

possible trigger warning for mentions of transphobia/homophobia/violence below the keep reading thingy. i don't want to accidentally trigger someone.

i'm just a dumbass high school student who's mainly here to shitpost about my life and fandoms. i'll try to keep this blog relatively un-serious (is that a word?), but i will reblog important issues and movements like blm, stopping asian hate and stopping transphobia, homophobia, police brutality, and i will reblog anything else really important that crosses my dashboard. however, i am white, so i'll be honest - i don't experience brutality and discrimination like poc do and i can never truly understand it. however, this doesn't mean i shouldn't at least try to understand, do my best to raise awareness, and try to get the broken system changed. so please, if i ever mess up, misrepresent or misunderstand an important event, don't reblog something important, or accidentally offend someone, PLEASE tell me. i would rather be called out for being ignorant than just live in ignorance.

trigger warning over.

now back to your regularly scheduled shitposting. my dms/asks/whatevers are always open. feel free to pop in and say anything. seriously, i'm lonely. i will answer every dm and ask as long as it's not wildly nsfw (i am a minor after all). but yeah, that's about it. thanks for stopping by and i hope you enjoy my blog :)

[jtrbluv]

tag game !

tagged by the lovely linh @latetaektalk ,, thank u soso much! this was so fun omg

tagging: @allurain @koushiningg @dreamystuffers @jinpanman @dulce-pjm @suhdays @pjmsdior @bangtans-peaceful-piegon @sugacouture

1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

um i didn't rly write for any fandoms when i was younger, but i knew my 12yo self was probably conjuring harry potter headcanons in my head D:

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for?

for now, and for a long time, i've been writing for bts. i've like always been a multi from the moment i got into kpop but i've never actually fleshed out any of the wips i had for any other groups LMFAO. honorable mentions are got7, skz, haikyuu yup

3. how long have you been writing?

a longggg time, i think. i enjoyed writing fiction as a kid a lot. most of it would be like off-brand spy kids/harry potter/hunger games type beat stuff. and it was awful. but i was literally like 9 so cut me some slackLKSDFJSLKDjf

4. on which platforms do you post your stories?

primarily tumblr and i only recently made an ao3 acc. the only fic i have on there is a tae drabble that's already posted on here LOL. i think it's 'resolutely, yours.' but i don't even remember bye. i remember i drafted drivers license on there but i literally forgot to post it so it's probably gone HAHA.

5. what is your favourite genre to write?

e2l even though i have no e2l fics on this blog i think

6. are you a pantser or a planner?

i used to never plan my fics, like at all. but then i was so unsatisfied with the flow of things and like idk lack of clarity. drivers license was the first time i actually sat down and planned out an entire fic as i was writing it. it rly does make things easier when u have an idea of what u want. and then just having the idea can help you possibly expand on it and get even better ideas off of it. the events of drivers license and the order it was all written in changed like 20394803 times. but yeah, does that make sense... LMFAO

7. one shot or multi-chapter?

one shots because i can never fucking get myself to finish a series. i love reading them tho

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

no clue. i love long stories and slow burn tho, it's just so satisfying and $wag when it's well-written and the characters are well-written too.

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete?

the fic i'm about to post is nearing 20k, and it might even surpass that which will end up being the longest story on this blog. insane! drivers license is around 10k i think, and then if u combine the wnrs couple's fics it's like 15k? im too lazy to look tbh SRy

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most?

oh drivers license for sure! i don't think i've ever immersed myself and put so much effort into a story before. it was truly an amazing experience, and i just know that i'll probably never be able to write anything like that fic ever again. it's rly one of a kind for me.

11. favourite request you've have written and why (if any?)

most of the requests i had on this blog got taken down bc they were so bad. i'm not sure if the yoongi superhero!au is still up on here, but i'd choose that one since i really had to branch out of my writing style for it. regardless of it being like barely 2k.

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories?

miscommunication, so much banter, i used to see this a lot but i would take it out but... head bonking ??LSKDFJHAHA, my side characters being dumbasses and then my main characters being even bigger dumbasses (oc probably being the biggest dumbass)

13. current number of wips?

during the course of writing the current fic i plan on posting this week, i created like 5 wips and they all hit 5k, and then i straight up abandoned them. and then the endless idea bank google doc. so if i count the wips i for sure want to finish by like this year or summer... like 3 or 4.

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing?

i feel like i repeat stuff a lot throughout all my stories LOL,, it irks me so bad. i think i relate to all my ocs in at least one way or another.

15. a quote you like from a published story

alrighty this is a lil snippet from 'drivers license':

this is from the second letter oc wrote to jk:

"The same delusional daydreamer hopes that one day we can talk and laugh like old pals. Like nothing ever changed between us. I hope you achieve your dreams that you always thought seem too far-fetched, yet in the back of my mind I always knew you could easily grasp. I hope someday you can live a life of lesser worries and insecurities, because you rarely had any to start off with. I always hoped the world for you, because you deserve it. And despite everything, I still believe you do."

this paragraph seems pretty simple but i think it did the best job of like describing oc's emotions and realization of things,, its kinda cliche tew yas love that

16. a quote from an unpublished story

alr this is from the e2l jimin series that is going to take me forever to write bc the outline for it is SO LONG

“Would it kill you to at least show up with a shirt on?“ You sneer, patting your forehead with the back of your hand due to the sweltering sun. The event hasn’t even started yet and you can already feel your hair sticking to the back of your neck.

Crossing his arms, he scoffs, his biceps bulging out as his arms bend. Not like you were staring at them. “Sorry couldn’t hear you, too busy boosting the school’s morale.”

17. space for you to say something to your readers

i feel like i don't show enough appreciation to my readers and mutual on this blog. i have met so many lovely people and have gotten so much support, i hope u all know that it does NOT go unnoticed. i always tend to go back and reread all the comments and asks that i get on my stories bc it rly does make my heart soar. it makes my day!!! thank u all for sticking with me thru all my 3am shitposts and inconsistent writing schedule LOL,, you all have my whole heart and some more <3

[yewphoric]

🖊 dealers choice

ok i am going to do my boy Jenais...

-full name Jenais Oesis which means nothing. they’re both typos. if you’re curious the words were Genius Pesos. his name is Genius Pesos.

-because both of those names are totally fake the pronunciation is also up to interpretation but in my head i say his name like “je-NIGH-us oh-EH-sis”

-he’s an altmer from the Summerset Isles that went to Skyrim on some official business and accidentally got too into necromancy. Now he lives in one of the crypts and spends his time avoiding the Skyrim Cops and drinking

-my original idea was that he was originally Thalmor and that’s why he was in Skyrim but the more i’ve thought about him he Would Not be Thalmor he’s simply too chaotic dumbass so i’ve gotta work something else out

-other than necromancy he also enjoys fire magic!

-inclusivity win! the necromancer who’s using your corpse as a weapon is transgender!

-he’s also bisexual and aromantic :)

-his backstory and everything else is so undeveloped rest in peace. i do know that he’d be in Skyrim for when Ragnar is the dragonborn, and whether or not they’re friends is up to interpretation, but they definitely know each other and have worked together at least once

-(to be quite honest i think Ragnar would think Jenais is annoying but kinda pities him because he literally has no other friends. somewhere down the line Ragnar realizes he’s actually unironically Jenais’ friend and wonders what happened)

-oh yeah because he was originally gonna be ex-Thalmor his og personality was “asshole who doesn’t know how to interact with anyone but is trying to learn how to make friends” but through a series of shitposts with other friends’ ocs he has become “chaotic dumbass wizard who doesn’t know how to interact with anyone because he comes on WAY too strong”

-alright and my most favorite fun fact is he can’t spell. not for any particular reason, he’s literate and well-read and somewhat smart but spelling is just really now his strong suit. it’s not as bad as my friends and i exaggerate it in shitposts but he really does go most of his life not knowing how to spell a good amount of words. king shit

all right i think that is about it [zany face emoji]

[sinkix]

Bakugou Imagines │ With Calm & Indifferent S/O

I thought this dynamic would be hella interesting and fun to write about in a lil piece. I may make it into an entire fic?? Who knows, my ass is literally numb from sitting in one spot through the entirety of typing this - Anyway, enjoy this 2AM shitpost of mine!  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I feel like this GIF would sum up the dynamic perfectly.

Bakugou: Angrily yelling during a porcupine rampage

S/O: Continues sipping their tea and minding their business while riding through their inner turmoil “Do fish get thirsty?” “I wonder what I should have for breakfast tomorrow.” “Do spiders pee? Have I ever sat in spider pee?” “I should really check my mail.”

This initially frustrated Bakugou to no end, he felt as though you were treating him as some insignificant extra. Yet the more he observed you, the more he found himself grossly fascinated by your existence. It seemed as though you were that way with everyone, but why? 

Surely there was more to you than that unreadable persona, right? Did you feel more than you let on? Think more than you spoke?

The more he found himself thinking about you, the more frustrated he became.

Until one day he slammed you against a wall in the hallway, Izuku stumbling upon the scene and debating whether to step in and diffuse the situation, but he was shocked to find that judging by the look on your face, you literally could not give a rats ass about the close proximity with his snarling face inches from yours, staring at him as though he was chatting about the weather.

“Yeah?” You spoke, gazing up at him with typical aloof glaze over your eyes that made him almost short circuit as badly as Denki.

“The hell do you mean YEAH? Why you always looking at me with that damn face, don’t I scare you?”

Bakugou was used to people cowering in fear or becoming prickly with edge from his volatile nature, tip toeing around him in hopes he wouldn’t blow a gasket, so why the hell weren’t they? He was inches from your face and towering over you in the corner of an empty hallway, yet you didn’t even bat an eye. Was he that unintimidating? THAT insignificant to the point you didn’t even register his presence? Was he--

“No, you don’t. Why would you? You have a temper, but you mean well.”

Bakugou stood there stunned, scanning your face for a hint of expression along the deadpan painting your features. 

“Plus, you’re cute, even when you’re in a fit of rage like a toddler.”

Bakugou could have sworn he choked on his own saliva in that moment, cheeks burning ablaze as he tries to register what had come out of your mouth. Hold on... toddler?!

“The HELL DID YOU SAY TO ME?”

“Look Bakugou I gotta go, I have assignments to do. Join me if you want, I’ll be in the library. You usually study alone, right?”

He tsk’s and kicks his feet idly against the ground, just how much attention did you pay toward him? The thought of it left a disgustingly giddy feeling in his chest that he attempted to shove into the sand.

“...fine.” He mutters, sauntering alongside like a petulant child, unable to get the word out of his brain.

...Cute. She thinks I’m cute.

2 months pass by and you notice Bakugou becoming increasingly more docile in your presence, what was once a heated and one sided clash, arose a peaceful atmosphere in it’s place. Where normally he’d be in a fit of rage, Bakugou was acting far more tamed, dare I say rational, and unusually quiet whenever he was around you.

The other 1-A classmates suspected it has something to do with you, also becoming aware at how he seems to hover around you after class until you were ready to walk back to the dorms together, hell he even started to mumble a “Good morning” In the dormitory kitchen to you.

You didn’t mind Bakugou’s company, you enjoyed it even.  And the feeling seemed to be mutual.

It was as though you balanced one another out. Bakugou encouraged you to be more passionate and fiery with your opinions and feelings, which everyone began to pick up on at your recent abnormally out-spoken nature. 

And you encouraged Bakugou to reign in his temper, seeing things from a point of view that he wouldn’t even normally give a second glance to, teaching him to think before he makes decisions and the consequences of such.

One thing that you both had in common was your blunt honesty and disdain for sugar-coating, it meant that while Bakugou is normally a pain in the ass to talk to, let alone understand emotionally, you did with relative ease. You didn’t see the point in lying about how you felt toward something or someone, and this effect benefited you two greatly.

Bakugou gradually became more accepting of his feelings, thanks to you.

After around 5 months of this dynamic gradually bringing out the best in each other, Bakugou finally decided to acknowledge the one feeling he couldn’t seem to accept.

It happened when you were in the common room chatting to Todoroki, and Bakugou just happened to pass by after his training session toward the showers. He paused for a moment, observing you and smiling idly to himself like an idiot. 

However, something didn’t sit quite right.

No, not right at all.

Todoroki was WAY too close for comfort. 

It made Bakugou seethe with rage, reeling it in at the reminder of you and your example. 

Gritting his teeth, he observed your interaction with you two being none the wiser. 

What Bakugou didn’t expect was for Todoroki to lean forward, hand extended as though he was about to cup your cheek.

That was it.

Bakugou marched over and barked at the pair of you, demanding what it was all about.

Secretly he had always felt jealous of you and Todoroki. While you spent most of your time in his company, he had always felt that maybe Todoroki was better company for you instead, since his personality was much similar to yours in comparison. As if he felt inferior.

Whipping your head around to face him, he noticed the specks of chocolate cake dusting the outskirts of your lips haphazardly, lowering his eyes down to the now cleaned plate. Looking up and glaring daggers at Todoroki, he also clocks the napkin folded neatly into his hand. The gears turning in his head finally clicking as he looks well and truly embarrassed for misreading the situation. Tutting to himself and wordlessly stomping toward his room.

10 minutes pass of him slumped onto the crumpled bed covers feeling like a total fool. A single question running rampant in his mind that he simply can’t ignore.

Why did he react that way back there? Surely it’s none of his business, right?

Bakugou dwells, then dwells some more. Until once again, the dots finally connect.

He wasn’t in love with you, was he?

Surely not.

There was no way-

Knock knock.

He hauls himself up and grumbles, moping toward the door and swinging it open.

The sight nearly sends his knees buckling then and there.

You were stood, wide-eyed and flooding full of concern, head cocked to the side in a manner of question. Only Bakugou saw this level of expression from you, and it made him feel special. You were his.

Wait what.

“Are you okay?” Your voice was even, but you couldn’t help faltering at the end.

“Yeah.” Bakugou rubbed the back of his head in annoyance.

“...Well, No. But that doesn’t matter dumbass.”

“It matters to me.” You stand your ground, folding your arms in protest and narrowing your eyes in a refusal to break contact. 

So damn stubborn. He thought, grinning internally.

“Fine, come in.” He mutters, extending his arm out toward his room as you nonchalantly walk inside.

“I was going to anyway.” You state, Bakugou scoffing at your ‘matter of fact’ tone, it was something he couldn’t get enough of.

Stop.

You plop yourself down on the edge of his bed in a lackadaisical fashion, patting the seat beside you, coaxing him to sit.

He complies, parking himself beside you but finds his body beginning to sweat from the minuscule proximity between you two.

Since when the hell was he ever bothered by that?

Keep it together, Katsuki.

It felt as though the entire world as he knew it was crumbling beneath his feet. 

But little did he know, you felt the exact same way, thoroughly shaken with the level of anxiety and anticipation that flooded your body at the realisation your shoulders were brushing.

Since when did he have this effect on you?

“So, mind telling me what that was about?” Surprisingly, you were able to retain a level of composure, though Bakugou now looked well and truly distraught, not that he would admit it, not over his dead body.

Bakugou stayed silent for a moment, before shifting himself to meet your gaze, something shining in his eyes that you couldn’t quite pinpoint, his body language suggested he was fighting some serious conflict right now. About what? You didn’t know.

You stared at each other once again, either of you in total refusal to look the other way. The air was hot, thick, and dense - it sent the nerves in your body standing on alert, but not for the reason it should.

What you didn’t expect was for him to press his palm against the comforter, leaning forward with that same glint of battle in his eyes.

“You know I’m not good with words, right?”

“You’ve improved a lot Bakug--”

“Katsuki.”

“What?” You stare at him dumbfounded, as though he had sprouted horns and learned to fly, which wouldn’t be far fetched in this society in all honesty. 

“I said call me Katsuki.” He huffed, biting the inner corner of his mouth in an act of unknown self restraint. No one called him Katsuki except his parents.

“...Katsuki.” The name rolled off your tongue like music to his ears, and it was in that moment Katsuki knew he couldn’t control himself anymore.

Using his extended palm to push you down on to the bed, your lips connect before you could even utter a yelp, his hand snaking round to the back of your head in offer of gentle support. Despite the aggression in his kiss and expressions he wore moments earlier, his touch was surprisingly gentle.

He parts away before you can even register the current events sprung on you seconds earlier, a small string of saliva connecting the two of you as proof that you did in fact just kiss.

Your heart flutters and thuds rapidly against your rib cage, cheeks flushed and mind whirring with questions. But before you can get a single one out he speaks again.

“I’m gonna take a leaf from your book this time.” Bakugou states, his tone now firm and serious

“I love you, so fucking much that it hurt me to see you so close to him. Your mine-- I mean I want you to be mine. I know we aren’t even technically friends yet but--

Before he can finish you cut him off with an equally impassioned kiss, threading your fingers through his spiked and dishevelled locks, earning a low grunt of approval, pulling away as reluctantly as he had.

“I love you too Katsuki... I- uh... I want you to be mine too.”

“Wow, now look who’s the one finding it hard to communicate.”

“Shut up you dork.” Punching his arm playfully, he bears the shit-eating grin you’d grown accustomed to loving, pulling him in for another kiss as if it would be your last, intending to prolong this moment as long as possible. “You really are cute.”

Who knew such opposites would attract?