#yeahp them

[polar-equinoxx]

they are so tv girl coded….

[titsmasher69]

the three of them but in Underfell call that Underfell red & yellow hahahahahahahahahah

[ashleyfableblack]

Applejack wiped the sweat from her brow. She set the hammer aside and groaned. Her hooves were sore from the day's chores and adding putting up a billboard on top of the list had been a bit more tiring than the middle-aged mare had expected.

Rainbow Dash wrapped a hoof around her wife and appraised her work. With a peck on the neck and a poke in the ribs she gave up a smirk of approval. "Not bad. Not bad. Nice work, hon."

"Heh" Applejack chuckled, rising to her hooves. "Eeyep."

Rainbow Dash joined in her knowing chuckle. "So, what made you finally decide to put it up?"

Applejack gave her partner's hoof a pat, looking over the bright yellow billboard. In white letters, trimmed it black it read "No Hate In Our Holler". She had wanted to be sure it would be in a highly visible place somewhere well-trafficked so she had chosen the Northeastern trail. Dubbed "The Naughty Nor-easter" for it's reputation as a place for young lovers to take romantic walks together, it was a long, broad dirt path which bordered their family orchard closest to Ponyville and facing New Canterlot.

"You 'n me, Dashie. We're, well, celebrities. We're heroes to a whole mess of folkes."

Rainbow Dash grinned, giving AJ a squeeze. "Well, yeah." Rainbow said matter-of-factly "We are pretty awesome."

Applejack's jade eyes trailed to the nearby field. Amid the waves of short green shoots and fluffy patches of clover, their little Filly, R.J. giggled and squealed. The tiny orange pegasus awkwardly stumbled about in circles, playing with the family dog, Winona and one of their family's two on-site security-hoofs, a Changeling they called Blue. Blue usually took the form of a grey-muzzled Blue-heeler hound, as she did now and could often be found by Winona's side. Blue seemed to have a certain fondness for the old border collie which Applejack only understood well enough to understand that she didn't understand.

"We've done a lot to make this world a better place. For all the young'uns. But for her? OUR little R.J.? Is it enough?" She gave her partner's hoof a concerned squeeze. "What if she grows up and falls for one of them Changelin' gals?"

Rainbow Dash's brow furrowed. "Well, we wouldn't care."

"Well of course, we wouldn't. Most folkes wouldn't. Still, there's some ponies out there with their noses in the air and sticks up their backsides who'd be awful to them. The same ones who'd be all rude to you'n me on accounts of us bein' what we are."

"A Pegasus and an Earth Pony?"

Applejack nodded, her nostrils flared and jaw clenched. "Yeahp. And that ain't right, Dashie. That ain't right and that ain't no way to treat a body. And if THAT's the legacy we're leaving for our little R.J. then, elements or not, what kind of mamas are we?"

"Yeah. You know, that last time we all went out to The Lavendar Saddle, Chryssi was telling me that in the Stormlands, some of those creepy jerks would actually even hate on us just for us both being mares?"

Applejack jerked around to glare at her wife in wide-eyed shock. "Say what?"

Rainbow Dash raised a wing, folding a few feathers like fingers in a promisory salute. "Swear to P.W."

"You gotta be kidding me. What kinda stone-age, bass-ackwards tom-foolery is that?"

"I know, right?" The pegasus ruffled her crest of chest fluff with a snort of disdain. "I mean, it's not ALL of them but enough that it's actually a problem for the rest of their kingdom."

"Well, I'll be…" Applejack shook her had and whistled. "I know that us ponies had a problem with that nonsense WAY back in the old days but… Coo-whee."

"Yeah." Rainbow's feathers ruffled, flush with Equestrian patriotism. "But that was, like a THOUSAND years ago, maybe. And even then it was just the stuffy old-money unicorn jerks from up in the richie-rich mountains.

Applejack nodded. "Well, anyhoof, this country that Twi and that bughorse wife a'hers are building, this 'New Equestria', it's gonna be a place for all critters to live together. Ponies 'n Pegasi, Unicorns 'n Yaks, Changelings, Lovebugs, Griffins, Kirins and… well, all folkes. Just a-living and a-loving, together. Nobody fightin'. Nobody feudin'. Nobody looking down on anybody. It's gonna take a lotta work but for our little R.J.? That's a place worth fightin' for, even for old gals like us."

"Hey, don't go calling my wife old, cowgirl." Rainbow mussed her wife's mane with the feather fingers of her wings. "That's the right way to catch these hoofs, you, get me?"

Applejack gave her partner a playful punch in the shoulder and gestured towards the sign. "I recollect an old gal, some of our kin- a loooong ways back, once saying something like "Whenever one pony stands up and says 'Wait a minute, this is wrong’ it helps other ponies do the same."

Rainbow Dash nodded, proudly draping her wings around her wife in a protective embrace. The two mares looked to the horizon as the sounds of their daughter's laughter echoed on the sweet summer breeze. "And who better to stand up and say it but the Sweet Apple Acres Elements of Harmony?"

Inspired by the work of the Concerned Appalachians and everyone who came before to stand up and say "Wait a minute, this is wrong."

[hermioneismyrealname]

Ep 6 empty mugs and jealousy

Well... Hm. I'm angry at mugs.

More sugar daddy shopping. Belts? Mahasamut, you innocent darling... He doesn't want them for you. The writer needs his bedroom inspiration, and he's thinking of a belt.

Rak is actually pretty cheery. Hm. Yes, I completely agree that he looks adorable.

JEALOUSY?! Hungry? Two scoops? Wah. DONT LIE TO ME THERE WAS NO WATER IN THERE! NONE. Also that mug is iconic. I want it but it looks small for the amount of tea I drink.

Shh.. not yet.. now you may speak

That was a good move, Mahasamut. You listen if they want to tell first. Brilliant. And wishing for someone's misery, heh. I really like his character. So far, other than abandoning the town that relies on him, there isn't much fault with him. Oh and Rak's heart eyes.

OH cousin! Wow... i want to be his mom. the money part not the getting cheated on. and... being obsessed with a complete ass. wow. abusive too. MAME ENOUGH WITH THE TRAUMA. As easy and terrible of a man like this sounds, to the point that this is unbelievable... I know some of my friends with this sort of background. So yeah. Yeash. And being called annoying when crying.. yup. been there. Next.

I feel like that the bratty cousin is going to be forgiven by the end of this. ONLY 14 MINUTES THROUGH? Jeez MAME. Ok. That hug was cute.

So i respect the hustle of a bunch of friends getting the inside scoop on an author's latest work, I'd be guilty of that too. However, if it wasnt at Mook's expense. Poor girl.

Ok this was also adorable.

but that steel beam must be uncomfortable. aaaand there goes the adorableness. HHAAHHAAHAHAHAHA! oh hello friend. Oh... wait... Did Rak change his pants? OI CONTINUITY STAFF!

my guy.... Khom... you were bought too. I read your book. Dont play coy.

Also

Yes Rak. Send it to Connor and have him come fetch his hubby. THERE IT IS! JEALOUSY! OOOOHHH!! Hydro turbines! Go green energy! (at least what i think they are)

oh. oohohohoh Connor... Oh Connor. You bitter jealous bastard. Who does Rak hug when he has writer's block. ahahaahahah! IF he is going to show up, I want the awful blond hair. YOU HEAR ME MAME?! Give me the full cringe.

That fight was cute but immediately i was distracted by this terrible interior design.

VIE IS MANIPULATING AGAIN. WAH! WAH! Her acting is very convincing. Ah kantoi. A hug? I really want to hate Vie here, but I do admire her manipulation tactics.

Mahasamut, why are you wearing a jacket around the house, near water? BINGO!! A CHILD! HEY NO DISRESPECTING MY MINT CHOCOLATE! YES. MEENA. I AGREE WITH YOU. YOU ENJOY THAT MINT CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM! DONT LET ANYONE DISRESPECT OUR FLAVOUR.

Oh. yeah. Escape that deadass grandpa.

Oh they are going to get interrupted again. Mahasamut, I suggest you put your phone somewhere other than your trousers pocket. That was quick coffee making. AGAIN THERE IS NOTHING IN THAT CUP!!! WHY JUST FILL IT UP WITH SOMEHTING ITS PISSING ME OFF! I WAS GOING TO GIVE THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT THAT HE DIDNT MAKE IT THATS WHY IT WAS SO QUICK BUUUUTTTT NOOOOOOOO

THAT MUG IS EMPTY!

OH THAT IS FUNNY. One always thinks its best to give people space, so afraid of disappointing someone while the other cant stand being left alone. HAH!

yeahp. RAk. Mood.

ehheheheh kid's got attitude. Oh brililiant attitude. Ok. Meena is favourite character. and she is emotionally intelligent. I'm completely Meena here. She is so expressive too!

Yeah... and the music change... welp. Sorry but where is the prep? We end it like that then? Sure.

What the hell do they keep pointing at?

And so now I realize, this is going to get worse. Today's ep was a little sweet. Soft. Comforting even. Rak's character development is back, it will go again next episode because of his cousin. His cousin, by the way, I do not like but I think there is going to be some sort of Oh, can i say it? Tong level redemption arc™️. And by arc, I mean a 2 degree curve because her character is shallow and close to pointless when the giggolo father plot exists. A little disappointed with this week's bingo, but alas.

[slashingdisneypasta]

In regards to your dark Toon Patrol drabble, how do you think the weasels would be like as yanderes? Individually or grouped together? Do you think they'd be able to work together or would wind up fighting?

Ooh, do you mean this one??

Hmmm, so we're assuming they're all after the same person? Oof... XD

I think- if Smartass wanted to work together, if he was okay with sharing, then they could. Its his whole damn job description to make them work together- he can do this XD

Butttt if he didn't wanna share... then there would be no one and nothing pulling these we | as | e | l | s together anymore.

So they would compete.

Goodluck to you.

Yandere!Toon Patrol x Reader || Blurbs

Plot: The toon weasels all obsessing over the same reader + How likely each one would be to work with each of the others to get you (🚫 = Means no.)

Warnings: This is dark!! Not the usual fun Toon Patrol stuff! Powerplay in a non-sexual sense, Sexual harassment and assault (Mostly Greasy's, of course, but there is a mention in Stupid's- tho it is still Greasy doing the assaulting), Emotional manipulation, Stalking, use of physical force, etc

Tags: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @moxiiscool , @ryantryan6969 , and @spookiifi

Smartass:

Power Imbalance. Smartass has got connections, and the power of fear on his side. And he willlllll abuse this. Smartass also has the added bonus of thinking he's better then the others!- less obsessed, less evil... better for you. Yeah, wonderful. Anyway, so Smartass will use his connections+informants to track you down and know where you are at all times, he'll have you abducted and call it rescuing if he deems it fit (Greasy's around you, Wheezy's around you, Psycho's on the hunt... reasons like that), learn everything! about you (Blackmail is his best friend), and poooosssibly make you marry him eventually... -- Likelihood to work with... Greasy- 🚫 Hell no. Wheezy- 🚫 No thanks. Psycho- 🚫 Get outta here, you loon. Stupid- 💗 Ehhhhh maayyybeeeee... if he absolutely needs some muscle... Look, he knows he lacks it.

Greasy:

Sexual Assault. Uhuh. Yeah. Are you surprised? No? Good. Definitely part of the reason you caught his attention so insanely is because he is... how should I put this delicately... um... popping boners every time that he sees you. Yeahp. Like, you do not have to be doing anything, you dont have to be wearing anything, you don't even have to see him- he just sees you, and is uncontrollably hot. And he will make it your problem. You're gonna be afraid to be alone, because this bastard will come outta nowhere to touch you. Not particularly sexual at first (just shoulder feels, cheek kisses)... then increasingly uncomfortable (Tummy gropes, butt smacks) until he's pressing and grinding his painfully hard erection into your ass and sucking on your neck. Greasy is also very very intuitive and he pays attention, so he will know what you'll like. He'll make your body react well to his touch, even if you and he both know you don't want him. -- Likelihood to work with... Smartass- 🚫 Greasy is not about to be second in command when it comes to you. Wheezy- 🚫 Greasy is slightly envious when it comes to Wheezy. Psycho- 🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫+ Stupid- 💚 Very likely!! Stupid doesn't wanna touch you, just watch. Greasy kinda likes that.

Wheezy:

Emotional Manipulation. I have touched on this a few times ^^ Especially in This Drabble, if you're interested ^^ So, Wheezy is fully aware that what he's doing is wrong- he just doesn't care. He even likes it a little. He'll basically input himself into your life as a friend (Like, aren't the rest acting absolutely fucken' insane? Yeah, I see it too... ), and he'll comfort and console you when it all becomes insane... but the truth is, he tells Greasy and Psycho where to find you. And he loves it when you cry to him. He thinks its so damn cute. -- Likelihood to work with... Smartass- 💙 Sure! Smartass can be manipulated just like anyone, and he can be useful. Greasy- 🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫 (Cant be controlled+he doesn't want Greasys dirty hands on you) Psycho- 🚫🚫🚫 (Just cannot be controlled) Stupid- 💙 Yep. Very easy to use.

Psycho:

Where do I even begin... Look, Psycho is already a tad unhinged as it is, so there is no just one thing to touch on, here 😅 Here are the things that he does (Or, some of them): Breaks into your home to watch you sleep, sneaks up on you, holds you still with fingers digging into your skin to force eye-contact, tells you about disturbing dreams/fantasies he has had involving you and just how crazy it made him to think about, giggle somewhere near you when you had no idea he was even around, sniff you without warning (Anywhere you give off scents. So like, yeah- your wrists and neck if you wear perfume!... but also your pits, your crotch area, the creases behind your knees, your feet, etc), turn up at your house in a feral and emotional state (Crying, hissing, scurrying), and more. -- Likelihood to work with... Smartass- 🚫 No. Greasy- 🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫 x a gazillion. Wheezy- 🚫 No. Stupid- 🚫 No.

Stupid:

Stalking. Stupid doesn't have the intelligence to use things against you (Except maybe his strength) like the Smartass and Wheezy, but he is crazy about you... just so so besotted. And so, you just sorta... start to notice... a giant? Everywhere that you go?? Its very unnerving. This huge fat weasel with a buck tooth and a bat will appear everywhere, and most of the time he'll have his eyes on you. You're walking home? He's on the other side of the road, dragging his bat along the ground after him as he stares dumb and heart-eyed at you. You're standing outside of work? He's behind a wall watching you while tapping his tooth. Greasy is assaulting you?? He will be watching, muttering to himself. -- Likelihood to work with... Smartass- ❤️ Yes boss! Greasy- ❤️ He uhh... likes to watch... Wheezy- ❤️ Stupid falls for everything Wheezy tells him. Psycho- 🚫 Something about Psycho unnerves him when it comes to you... makes him fear for you.

[crystallizabethine]

Dance With You: A Lavashipping Oneshot

Happy White Day!!! I had Cole/Kai A pairing for the @ninjago-valentine-exchange event!

Summary: Kai and Cole go to an LGBT dance and are cute together. Also Kai hasn't told Nya they're dating...

(2,531 words)

“Hey Kai guess what!”

Kai looked up from his phone as Cole came over and plopped down next to him on the couch. His boyfriend’s eyes were bright and he looked very pleased about something.

“What?”

Cole thrust two slips of paper towards Kai, “There's a LGBT+ dance happening at Laughy's Karaoke Bar tonight, and I got us tickets!”

Kai took the tickets from Cole and examined them. They were thicker than he thought they’d be. A glittery overlay shimmered over their surfaces as Kai read the words Admit One: Pride Prom! Food! Drink! Fun! 7:00-Midnight (ID required for alcoholic beverages)

Kai rubbed his thumb over the smooth, shiny slips, doubt in the back of his mind. “Cole, this is… really sweet of you, but you do know I don't know how to dance, right?”

“That's okay, I can teach you some moves! Besides, there's no one right way to dance, you just got to feel the music and let yourself move with it.” Cole let his arms wiggle around as he said that, and Kai smiled despite his initial qualms. Cole was just too adorable to resist.

“If you say so,” Kai answered, then immediately followed up with “Oh shoot, what should I wear?”

“I don't think it really matters,” Cole replied. “I mean it is a pride event, so, something gay?”

“Alright, Kai, something gay, something gay… something…gay…” Kai stared at the jumble of shirts on his unmade bed. So far all he’d found were some t-shirts, old ninja ghis from past seasons, and a sweater vest that he was pretty sure was actualy Zane’s. Despite that possibly being the gayest piece of clothing in the room, Kai didn’t even consider it. It was a bit too dorky for his taste.

Kai sighed and rubbed his chin in thought. Cole had said that dressing fancy wasn’t a requirement, but he’d forgotten one small thing about dating Kai: He was dating Kai, and Kai didn’t go anywhere looking only half his best. Kai turned back to the messy bed, rubbing his hands together, “Let’s do this!”

“Do what?”

Kai’s hands produced a sudden startled spark of flame, and he felt his insides shift as he whirled around to see Nya in the doorway, one hand on her hip, looking at him in curiosity.

“Oh, uhm, nothing! It’s nothing!” He started gathering up the shirts while still maintaining eye contact with his sister, “Just getting rid of some old shirts! Gonna revamp my wardrobe. Can’t have Jay owning more nice outfits than me, amiright?” Kai hoped his unsuspicious smile didn’t look as fake as it felt.

Nya puffed at some stray bangs that had fallen over her eye, “Are you going clothes shopping with Cole then? He mentioned you two were going out later.”

Oh he did, did he? Kai nodded, “Yeahp! Gonna drop off our old clothes at a thrift store, shop around, hit the arcade—bro stuff.”

“Ok, have fun! Jay and I are going out later too, so maybe we’ll run into each other!”

I highly doubt that.

Before Nya could say anything else, Jay’s voice rang out from across the hall, “Nya, have you seen my Miku binder?”

“Did you leave it in my room?”

Before Kai could question why Jay’s binder would be in her room, Nya had disappeared, leaving him alone with his sorry pile of unfancy clothes.

Kai picked up a red hoodie he hadn’t noticed before. The fabric sported a scaley flowery pattern, and there were flame designs going up the back and down the arms. Kai held it up to himself. “Welp, it could be gayer, but it’s the best we got.” Kai pulled the hoodie over his head and checked himself out in the mirror. He looked more cozy than fancy, but Cole was always telling him how cuddly he looked anyways so he supposed it wasn’t the end of the world. Though now that he looked closer at the pattern, he was reminded of one of Nya’s outfits, which gave him an idea…

“I can’t believe you stole Nya’s clothes!”

“Ah—hey, no, I borrowed them. Bor-rowed. There’s a difference, babe.” Kai checked his reflection in the rearview mirror of Cole’s car to make sure his eyeliner hadn’t smudged. It hadn’t and Kai winked at himself, grinning. “What do you think, Cole, Do I look pretty enough for you?”

Cole kept his eyes on the road, “I already told you you look amazing, but yes, Kai,” he stole a quick glance before looking ahead again, “Who knew a boob window would look so good on you?”

“I know!” Kai answered, “And she just had it in the back of her closet! I’ve never even seen her wear it before!” They paused at a stoplight. Daylight was nearly gone by now and the red glowed pleasantly on everything.

“You know,” Cole hesitated, “She probably would’ve given it to you if you’d asked.”

It was Kai’s turn to look ahead. His boyfriend was right, of course Nya would have. But she also would’ve wanted to know what he was dressing up for, and that… He sighed; he just wasn’t ready to tell her. He wanted to. He wanted to tell her everything about him and Cole, about how much he loved him, about the special times they spent together. But any time he imagined telling her there was a weight in his stomach that wouldn’t leave.

The strong warmth of Cole’s hand on his pulled him out of his thoughts. Cole squeezed gently, “It’s gonna be okay, Kai. Whenever you’re ready to tell her, she’ll understand.”

Kai smiled softly and held onto his hand the rest of the drive.

A giant rainbow banner hung above the entrance to Laughy’s, and balloons floated on either side of the doors. The music could be heard from outside and Kai hoped it wouldn’t be too loud in there.

“Fun fact, I’ve never been to a prom before,” Kai said after Cole had turned in their tickets.”

“And I’ve never been to one with a guy before!” Cole replied, eyes shining with excitement.

“Wait, really? Handsome guy like you?”

Cole shrugged, “I wouldn’t have gone at all if Dad hadn’t made me. He’d say that ‘no son of mine will miss an opportunity to outshine potential dance competitors under my watch!’”

"Pfft" Kai knew that Cole’s dad was trying to be better, but stories like these made him lowkey want to fight him.

“Him expecting me to go with girls didn’t help either.”

Kai winced in sympathy. Not there was anything wrong with girls, girls were amazing, cool, and pretty! But it must have sucked for Cole if he’d wanted to ask cute boys out instead.

Inside, the music was even louder, and the bar was decked out in sparkly streamers and colorful, rotating neon lights. There were people in different outfits standing around, dancing, and getting food from the bar. Kai saw Dareth serving drinks and vibing to the music when there was no one to be served. Near where Kai and Cole had entered, there was a photo setup with a cute background and a table to the side that was filled with silly trinkets and accessories to be used as props.

Kai tugged his boyfriend towards it excitedly, “Come on!” Once they were over there, Kai pulled out his phone to take some selfies of them. His breath hitched in surprise when Cole kissed his cheek for one of them., and Kai poked him in the ribs in the spot he knew was ticklish in response. This made Cole squeak at a higher pitch than either of them were expecting, and they both cracked up. Kai then remembered the props and grabbed some fancy glasses. Cole donned a hat that looked like a rotisserie chicken and handed Kai a sign that said “I can't dance” in a silly rainbow font.

After many, many more silly pictures, they turned their attention to the dance floor where a dozen or so couples were throwing it down to upbeat disco music. Cole looked at Kai excitedly and pulled him onto the floor.

Kai was elated to finally be there, but the music was extremely loud and pounded in his ears uncomfortably and he worried that he wouldn't be able to do this after all.

No, you can do this. This is really important to him.

However, the pounding in his skull needed to stop. “Hey Cole, could we move a little further away from the speaker?”

“What?” Cole asked over the noise.

Kai pulled him closer and repeated himself.

“Oh yeah sure!” Kai guided him as far away from the speakers as he could while still keeping them in the dance area.

Once they’d established their place in the room, Cole immediately started busting out moves. Compared to him, Kai felt stiff and awkward. He was still vibing with the music, but he couldn't help feeling eyes watching him from all around.

Don't focus on that, he told himself, focus on Cole. Focus on us. This is our night; it shouldn't matter what others think.

He found himself captivated by the way Cole danced. He did it so naturally, letting his body move to the beat and letting the music flow through him. It reminded Kai of how he looked when he was connecting with his powers, except more elegant and fluid. Cole was one with himself and his movements, and he was beautiful. Kai imagined that it was just the two of them there, and felt himself loosen up significantly.

“Feel the music and let yourself move with it.” Cole’s voice echoed in Kai’s head and he closed his eyes, leting himelf get lost to the current song’s beat.

His eyes flung open again when Cole suddenly decided to grab his hands and spin him around like a top and dip him. Kai found himself supended inches from the ground as his boyfriend’s golden brown eyes stared into his own.

Kai grinned, “Hello there!”

“Pfft, you’re a dork,” Cole responded with a small laugh as he pulled Kai back up to a standing position and held him close.

Kai’s heart melted at how cute Cole looked when he laughed, and he had half a mind to kiss that smile of his. Their faces were already so close… Cole seemed to have the same idea, because his eyes fluttered shut and he and leaned in, his lips parted slightly. Kai was about to meet him halfway, but right before he closed his eyes, he caught sight of two familiar figures entering the bar.

“Cole, there’s a problem,” He whisper yelled, feeling panic claw at his insides.

Cole looked at him in concern, “What, does my breath smell or something?”

“No, Nya and Jay are here!”

“What?” Cole glanced past Kai and his eyes widened in recognition.

Kai squeezed Cole’s hand, “What do we do?”

“Welp, face the music, I guess, cause Jay is waving at us.”

“WHAT?”

Kai’s mind was racing. He had to leave; he couldn’t let Nya see him. He wasn’t ready—oh my gosh they were coming this way…

“…and I mean now that I think about it, if they’re here at a pride event then there’s really nothing to worry about, right?” Kai barely heard Cole’s attempts to reassure him, because he’d locked eyes with Nya, who was giving him an unreadable look. Kai gulped, those looks were always the most worrisome with her.

Jay waved again as they got closer, “Hey, Kai! Cole! Didn’t expect to see you here!”

“Jay, bro!” Cole replied, and fist bumped him. Nya eyed Kai intentionally as their respective boyfriends continued talking, and Kai followed her to a quieter part of the bar, bracing himself for whatever his sister was about to say.

Nya looked him dead in the face, “Why haven’t you told us you two were together? Why didn't you tell me? I'm your sister. We’re supposed to tell each other stuff like this!”

“I dunno,” Kai mumbled, not making eye contact, “I guess I was worried you’d be upset for some reason.”

“Where did you get that stupid idea?” Nya asked, indignantly. “I’ve known you and Cole have been dating for months now, and you are perfect for each other! I’ve been waiting for you to tell me, but apparently you don’t trust me enough! Again, I'm your sister! I support you no matter what.” Nya pulled her brother into a hug, “I want you to be happy, Kai, you deserve it, especially after all we’ve been through. And I’m here for you if you ever need to talk about this stuff.”

Kai felt a bit of moisture in his eyes and returned the hug, holding onto Nya tightly. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. You really are the best sister, you know that?” He whispered.

“Oh, I know it.”

Kai snorted in amusement and Nya let go first. Kai then remembered, “I am confused though, why are you and Jay here? Aren't you straight couple?”

Nya looked at him funnily, “Jay is trans man Kai. It's an LGB-T prom, not just a gay prom.”

Kai slapped his hand against his forehead, “I don't know why I keep forgetting that. You are totally right!”

“Also, if you ever steal my clothes without my permission again, I will bust out your baby pictures to show Cole.”

“Oh no, anything but that!” Kai responded, half-jokingly, “but noted.”

A more calming, romantic song began to play, and Kai was suddenly pulled away from Nya and found himself face to face with Cole, who put a hand on his waist and began guiding him through simple dance steps. They swayed from side to side, gazing into each other's eyes. Cole was smiling at him with the cutest look of adoration on his face.

“What are you smiling at?” Kai asked him with a raised eyebrow and a curious smirk.

“Just about how gorgeous you are,” Cole answered.

Kai felt his face flush and he sputtered, “Yeah? Well, you are... really… rockin’?” Kai winced at how lame that sounded, but it just made Cole laugh.

“Oh my gosh that sounds like something Jay would say.” He snorted.

Kai looked Cole in the eyes, “Come on, give me a break. I’m used to being the one saying the smooth pick up lines, not the one getting them said to me!”

“You’re adorable. Hey, how’d it go with Nya?”

“She said she figured it out months ago.”

Cole chuckled, “Of course she did, can’t hide anything from her.”

Kai looked over at his sister—who was totally stealing the spotlight with Jay as they did their special dance routine—and smiled, “She also said we’re perfect for each other.”

“Damn right we are!” Cole pressed a kiss to Kai’s temple, “I love you so much, Kai!”

Kai knew that he would never get tired of hearing Cole say that to him. He pressed his forehead against Cole’s and replied, “I love you too, more than anything.” Then Kai kissed him on the dance floor, surrounded by people just like him, finally unafraid of what anyone would say.

Thank you for reading!!

The art I based the fic on was made by the talented @ninjapolis and can be found HERE.

The A03 version of this fic can be found HERE.

[bigdvmnhero]

summary:

The Kraang invasion changes our merry crew: Leo hardens into the resistance's no-fun, de facto leader; Raph builds an alliance; Donnie navigates a tenuous relationship with the EPF; and Mikey—

Mikey cooks.

He’ll keep this family together. If it's the last thing he does.

(Not even an apocalypse could scour being the unofficial family cook for sixteen years; Mikey wouldn't let it.)

chapter 1:

Blame Kondescending Kitchen's ramen special episode, if anything.

Donnie certainly was—even before the kraangified nightmare lurched from the shadows to chew on his mystic-enforced pauldron, before the claw marks he'd discover later on his favorite battle shell, and those were never fun; before today's shell-aching weather, dry with a chance of murder.

"Anyway—are you sure all these toppings are necessary?" Donnie shrugged off his assailant savagely, shooting it between the eyes—twice for good measure—and watched it screech the twenty-foot drop distance into the valley below. A holographic ladder pulled him into the cockpit of his ship. "I'm aware there are five critical elements, but bean sprouts? What did the recipe say?"

Truthfully, Mikey did not know what the recipe said. Up until now, the recipe did not exist. Mikey eyeballed the whole thing from a memory as hazy as old glass. Easier to say it came from a cooking show. If Donnie knew Mikey was winging it, he never would've agreed to this side project.

Worse—he'd tell Leo.

And then they'd never get to leave the base, all of them pulled into the walking black hole that was their big brother, who enjoyed very little in life lately except for dooming them to practice their kata in the dojo for days and then some.

Half a desert apart, both their blood curdled at the thought.

"Just trust me," came the crackle of Mikey's voice from Donnie's communicators. Above all things, Mikey trusted the pull of his own gut—things he felt his older brother would never understand. "You, uhhh, here soon?"

Donnie sighed. "One getaway ride, coming in hot."

Not long after, Donnie was tilting the ship over the cluster of geodesic domes. Then he waited for the crash. Seconds later, Mikey's head was breaching the cockpit. Chains fading out like sparklers, he slammed into the passenger seat, gasping, eyes shot and arms tight around a heaving black bag.

"Took you long enough," Donnie said.

"Yeah," Mikey croaked.

“Everything alright?”

“Yeahp!”

No time to stall; they lifted into the troposphere. Only a stretch of infinite desert for miles. While they drifted in silence, a shroud began falling over the ship, settling over them like a black cloud. "Oh, Angelo," Donnie called, in his cheeriest customer service voice, "why is the entire earth protection force after us?"

Mikey was still gaping at his hoard. He'd loosened the tether to stare at its contents like they were some sort of miracle. Soil stained his fingers, and he smelled like the market, like wet living earth, things that should not exist.

Donnie's silence turned fatal.

"Well, what're you waiting for?" Mikey cried when it hit him. "BOOK IT, SON."

So: murder then. Donnie was going to murder him.

He would, that was—if they didn't get murdered first.

Static jumped into the ship's comms, and then the Secretary of Earth Protection Force was speaking, her voice ringing crisp around the cockpit like a gunshot. "We wanted to give our trespassers the benefit of the doubt, but we'd know that unique mystic signature anywhere—"

"Aw, you think?" Mikey turned to Donnie. "Told you, Barry said the same thing!"

"Not the time," Donnie hissed.

"Is that Michaelangelo?"

"No—"

"Chelloooo."

Donnie pinched his nose. The landscape ahead was so searingly hot the air prismed the rock pillars into tilted shapes, and the squadron above their ship splintered their harsh shadows everywhere. Donnie cleared his throat: "Greetings, agent! Did not realize it was already time for our bi-monthly roundtable. To what do I owe the gift of your, ah, legendary presence?"

"Sweet talk me all you want, Hamato. You know I'm not here for a catch-up." Chipper, despite the occasion. Hopefully not a smokescreen. Both boys were grateful, at least, that it wasn't Bishop on the line; small miracles. "We've just had a classification level four security breach on a Sunday afternoon, and surprise surprise—it's your recon ship outside our territory. The tale gets stranger."

"Oh, do tell," Donnie said, looking right at Mikey.

"You'd think there'd be significant losses, but it seems none of our top assets have been compromised." A pause. "That we know of..."

Mikey shrugged as if to say, I don't know what that woman is talking about.

The agent continued, "—nothing out of place. Except for a few... interesting choices. Our root crops, for one, are missing. Among other things."

"Ah," Donnie said intelligently. He glanced sideways at Mikey, who was now hugging his potatoes. Dirty, pockmarked, unmodified potatoes.

Set a course, the dash map suggested in front of him. Exit routes blinked. Mikey made a bright happy sound. Leo would not be happy about this detour.

"Now, I'm sure you'd like to spend your afternoon elsewhere—like eliminating our alien colonizers, for one—but first, tell me, Donatello," the EPF agent said, "what vegetable could be so important for our top allies to be attempting unauthorized entry into one of the world's most highly guarded facilities—and in broad daylight?"

The look Donnie pitched at Mikey was a double-edged blade, equal parts betrayed and impressed, and when Mikey howled, "Well, PURE FLAVOR, BABY," Donnie could only lean back in his seat as the weeks finally caught up with him, he was so, so, terribly tired, and Mikey, unfortunately, still had enough faith for both of them.

If Mikey fished a miracle out of this, Donnie would take it.

So: "What he said," Donnie deadpanned, and hoped like hell by now his family knew how much he loved them; the things he put up with—

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[wranglens]

it's  a  cloudy  day  ,      but  not  enough  to  warrant  worry  .      the  air  isn't  heavy  enough  and  there's  no  scent  of  petrichor  to  alert  him  to  anything  other  than  this  world  ,      as  far  as  everyone  knows  ,      is  still  turning  .      he's  wiping  a  stray  trail  of  water  from  his  chin  ,      a  mishit  from  the  lip  of  his  bottle  ,      when  he  spots  this  stranger  approaching  him  with  a  curious  mettle  that  he  admires  right  out  the  gate  .

@entriprises  .  “ you're  the  guy  from  the  movie ! ”  from  buck

in  confusion        and  with  some  modest  display  added  right  to  it    -    tyler  twists  around  to  look  back  behind  himself  ,      as  though  in  search  of  that  very  guy  himself  .      where  ?!      unspoken  ,      but  implied  in  his  quick  and  somewhat  humorous  glance  .

❝        there's  someone  famous  around  here  ?      and  no  one  was  gonna  tell  me  ?        ❞        a  tinsel  laugh  comes  rocketing  through  his  throat  ,      grinding  loose  gravel  over  his  tongue  and  coming  to  settle  soon  after  in  a  wash  of  a  sigh  .        ❝        videos  ,      sure  .      you  must  be  talkin'  about  the  channel  ,      right  ?      the  tornado  wranglers  ?      yeahp  ,      i'm  one  of  them  .        ❞        he  reaches  his  hand  out  to  offer  it  for  a  shake  at  the  moment  he  leans  in  ,      smirk  at  his  lips  .        ❝        not  telling  you  which  one  ,      though  .        ❞

╰ ゜&. THAT'S WHIRRED UP .  /  𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 .

[renpimpiblog]

Hellooo, I'm currently sweating buckets rn, I hate summer, alright that's enough daily/weekly/monthly/whateverly report, the next episode iiiiiis.....

POWWWDERED TOOOOAST MAAAAAAN

yeahp, it's time for the first non-R&S-centric episode, this one focusses instead on a NEW character, powdered toast man, this big stupid heroic dumbo, who's mission is to help resolve problems around the world, with more and more agreessive and stupid means, to be honest I didn't really had that much faith on this episode, I was never a fan of episodes where they shift focus on another character other than the main duo (even if they appear on a short segment of the episode itself, compared to another one that comes way later that... doesn't feature them at all...), but I was pleasantly surprised by how entertaining this episode was, just seeing this enormous dumbass shouting his name everywhere he goes, causing happiness and destruction at the same time, it's pretty fun..buuuuut as I said, I don't really care for these "supporting characters" episodes (and why do I make such a distinction with these types of episodes? Well it's because there's more of this type, and I don't really enjoy any of them BUT WE'LL GET THERE WHEN WE GET THERE) with all of that said, I don't think this episode is bad by any means, I enjoyed it for what it is and I'm sure you guys will enjoy it as well or even more than I did, I dunno

I give this episode a 5.5/10, not my type of episode but for what it is, it's enjoyable

I'm picking up the pace baby, yeah yeah, far are the days when I posted once a month YEAH!!!!!!!!

[absentinquiries]

REGENT: Whoo-, yeahp, that is a longer one. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; never apologize for these longer ones. With Titles being so intrinsically tied to our personalities, more information is always good information.

REGENT I’ll say from the get-go, you’ve got the Aspect pretty good down, even with much more complex traits. Hope is the Aspect of personal beliefs, and as far as Aspects go, I reckon it might be one of the most corruptive and potentially damaging. And I say that having damn-near mastered the Void.

REGENT: Those bound to Hope often conjure this ideal image of themselves; “I’m an adventurer”, “I’m the only light against the darkness”, “I’m a suave-ass greaser”, “I am the embodiment of a King’s measure”. These conceptions can be extremely difficult to shake, even when they wind up souring and poisoning the Hope-Bound’s existence.

REGENT: And yet, just as dangerous as these ideals can be to them, a Hope player can find immeasurable power in them. Just as much as the Hope player shapes these ideals that they hold to be true, so too do the ideals shape the person who made them to accurately reflect their beliefs.

REGENT: The adventurer picks up the moxxy and intuition, the bastion of hope finds the spark of power, the King emanates virtuous authority......We will not talk about the results of the greaser.

REGENT: And this duality of both boon and danger, the ideal becoming reality, and what that means - I think, is the crux of a Hope player’s evolution. Which is, ultimately, a long-winded way of saying “you’re right on the money, here’s some additional thoughts to support it”.

REGENT: Moving onto Class, it’s a bit of a tossup; my gut instinct is telling me that it’s likely an Active Class, since a lot of the traits line up to be self-centric - the singleminded pursuit of their ideal, the supposition that they’re being held back...

REGENT: But, with the knowledge of that latter point, part of me wants to lean towards Bard, due to their greater strength often being inhibited in some way. However, a similar trait rings true with the Knight, which is an Active Class.

REGENT: If I had to say, I’d give my gut the benefit of the doubt and say Bard. Though Passive, a Bard can command worldshaking power - but are often inhibited by the natures of their Aspects. It is worthwhile to note that most of the Bard’s shortcomings come from a lack of conviction or adherence to their conviction - fucking dammit I just said I wasn’t going to talk about Cronus...

REGENT: Whatever. From my observations, Gamzee’s convictions - those of his dread harlequin god, his rulership over others and the subjugation of lower blood castes, were inhibited by his idiocy and willing consumption of what basically amounts to fuckloads of sleep medication and emotional suppressants.

REGENT: Whereas Cronus’ convictions, if one could call them that, are constantly undermined by his own scummy nature. His desire to buddy up to people - or more specifically, have them fawn over him - is always undercut by his own tendency to abuse and harass others, interjecting where he isn’t appreciated.

REGENT: And I will say, as much as I loathe talking about Cronus, I will find it interesting to note that here, we have a similar case - a Hope-Bound Bard being the biggest thing holding themselves back.

REGENT: So, long-and-short of it, judging from the extant personality traits and issues this Achilles have to face, I would most confidently say that their Title would be the Bard of Hope. While little is known about Bards, it does have - at least to me - a satisfying closeness to Achilles’ growth, and as I stated before, you were exceptionally keen to begin with to pen him as a Hope player.

REGENT: Hopefully this helps, and that you find it to be accurate. And hey- my response was pretty fuckin’ long as well, so, don’t ever be shy about sending in long asks. I’d be quite the hypocrite to turn them away. .P

[manny-jacinto]

I’m torn between wanting to make sure I’m not supporting somebody awful, and still wanting to be able to enjoy the character without an actor’s personal life ruining it for me.

Even though I’m not super into celebrity drama, of course, there are celebrities I like based on them playing characters I like. It’s always disappointing to find out somebody you are a fan of sucks in real life.  Like obviously, we shouldn’t be putting these people on a pedestal or anything, but still :(.

yeahp i'm kinda like you! and it's honestly very difficult because honestly who are we to judge them? but at the same time i don't want support a cannibal or a sexual predator :S

i guess it's good to know if they're generally a decent person and then decide if you're willing to 'forgive' whatever they did in the process. like colin farrell used to be a drunk fuckboi but he flourished into this very thoughtful human being so i still really like him. i love the POTC movies but i loathe jabba dept (and not only because of the AH situation, he's overall a terrible person) so those movies have been tarnished because of him

[yoongissilver]

Yeahp remember being a fan of (fantasy) shows that sometimes featured side-side-side queer couples that only appeared for a few seconds per episode anyway, and in the end one or both of them died or they broke up or their relationship was toxic from the beginning or one of them had to move away or or or

The writers always found a way to get rid of them again and then expected people to applaud them for being so "inclusive"

oh but how absolutely monumental it still is to have all these big and mainstream pieces of queer television right now. remember how excited you got when there was one character who said he was bi or gay only then to be killed or written off or treated horribly by both writers and the public. remember how hard it was to find queer shows and movie that didn’t make you hate yourself or so angry or scared. remember how seen you felt about that one queer kiss or that one coming out or within one particular character! yes, devastating sad queer pieces are important. fucked up queer stories need to be told. queer period pieces and dramas with unhappy endings too. but queer happiness, queer young and old love, queer cringe, queer joy- we deserve that too.

[hermioneismyrealname]

Ah HELL NO! Love Sea ep 4.

Below are my thoughts. Before, I was ready to defend this show. My mistake. Should have known better from mame. Great acting but what are they working with?

3 episodes were spent on elaborating Mahasamut's responsibilities, duties and his character. 3 episodes were used to showcase the love for the ocean and what efforts he's made to protect and preserve the ocean. 3 EPISODES! 3 USED TO EXPAND ON MAHASAMUT'S CHARACAND SIGNIFICANCE ALL FOR IT TO BE REDUCE TO A HOUSEKEPT PET! I don't even think that love sick pup brought his clothes with him. Did he even tell anyone he was leaving?

Hah!

Only now? 21:15 do they even think of STDs?AAAAAAAAHHHHH! FUCK THIS!

Oh my God, the apartment's view.

I think Tongrak is going to break his heart.

Vie enters. Hm. And girlie still had glitter on her eyelids after having cucumber on them.

I'm starting to not like this. Complete backtrack? Where's that softness? Did Tongrak's character completely regress? Why? WHY?

Yeahp. Don't like it.

I don't like the GL couple either. Vie pissed me off in ep 3 and no, I'm not over it.

Why are underpants on a clothes hanger?

The last suspense at the rando character in the shopping mall was... bland. There was no indication to this build up.

Ep 5 looks like hopefully something.

That cut scene of Tongrak waking up like... oh yeah, he has feelings but he's gonna be an ass about it. WE KNOW THIS! GIVE US AN INDICATION THAT IT WILL GIVE UP CHARACTER GROWTH NOT STAGNATION AND COMPLACENCY!

*le sigh* da mihi patentiem. I was swearing at the in Thai the entire episode. Gonna switch to a Japanese series to give my brain a break.

It's a trash watch now. Can't believe this is a trash watch for me now.

I know certain people ( @absolutebl and @respectthepetty ) will agree with me that this is absolutely pointless now. You were right, I was wrong, lalalalala. Scooch over you two. I brought the popcorn for the rest of stupid dumpster.

Anyway, here's this week's bingo

Compare montage

Mahasamut goes to the city.

[thesugarhole]

so i think it was saturday i had a free two hours or so and since i was done with 2kki updates then (i know i saw dont mention it im waiting it out till the end of the week) i thought hey lets finally go finish dd2, i left the campaign right outside the 5th mountain

so i go in there and have a much easier time because i remember the gimmicks, and i reach the hateful god. and i painstakingly whittle down the hp from 999 to about 100 without once getting face your failures. and im like hey! what gives! did not dawn on me once that maybe i had to kill those two babies at the same time first.... and im still not sure if that was what didnt trigger it because when i finally got a ghost it only took up one slot since hateful god is strictly in the middle. but well, its nice to know for the future runs. so i defeated them! (me?)

the ending cinematic is alright but i think the one from the first game impacted me more. i think, might be rose tinted glasses, havent gone back and compared. ~85 hours total, first game i think was ~92 hours before i went into dlc and achievement hunting

so here comes the real meat of dd2, which is completionism and achievos. i highly doubt ill be able to unlock every single item thats not bought at the altar of hope, but theres nothing really quantifying them anyway so im not that bothered by it.

first achievo i want to get after completing the game is defeat death, since ive only ever seen her in the flashback. so i go at it in denial since its one of the shortest chapters, and as im reaching the brain, having gone to every single fight possible, im thinking mhm. what are the actual chances of getting her? 6%. bad idea to have started with this one, and i only got to 1 shrine too for the characters i havent finished the stories yet, so this run might have been a waste.

the very last battle, before the inn before the mountain, she shows up so yay! i got good luck. and of course, promptly got her ass kicked, so i unlocked the chievo. teehee

forgot to party wipe to denial so im gonna have to do it one more time with that in mind. also, i think this was the first run i was able to complete with a hard difficulty flame on (the very first on the list, i think infernal?, im currently in the process of unlocking stuff by 1 cheapest / 2 useful) and i wasnt trying very hard, so maybe ive finally gotten decent at the current mechanics.

i decided to look at what i hadnt gotten yet and make a list from easiest to hardest so i dont risk like, going for the worst thing first while disregarding easy wins. after that, my next run my goals were:

master 5 skills in one hero: fairly easy in a fuck-it run. surprised i never did it before i finished the game, even. i guess i distributed mastery points as evenly as possible.

heal disease, remove negative quirk, lock positive quirk: it was at the top for easiest, but a lack of money and lack of disease getting could make the going tough. at the first inn, i got a slime mold: it has 5% chance of giving a disease. i thought hmm... i never got a disease from this thing though. oh well theres no more food so eat up occultist. (he gets a disease) :)! and i had an hospital scouted right away, so this one was easy peasy

defeat a lair boss (killing blow) with the bounty hunter: his poster also showed up right away, so i replaced him with the jester and went.... to the tangle. yeahp. was actually very easy because i took zero chances: everyone either buff up teammates, attack the roots or move around. bh is the only one damaging the general (save a starting move or two from highwayman/occultist). surprised very few people have this one, but id bet its hard to unlock naturally.

defeat 3 lair bosses in one run: i was aiming for this one too but then i realized the first confession only gives me two regions. oops.

hero shrines: wip. currently trying to finish alhazreds. otherwise my team is *my* usual suspects (V, J, HWM, FreeSpace).

party wipe to all confession bosses: wip. im with the lungs denial again atm but still at the start of the run because i wasnt able to touch the game since.

i guess im sharing because being able to do all this in rapid fire succession was good rng and luck and made me feel happy. made me feel like the guy smiling with its hands on its knees. AND it has the jester outfit on. imperative. hold on let me get it

^ i named this image silly.png

here's my list, easiest to hardest (to MEEEE):

i have (x?) next to some inn names because im not sure if ive already been there or not, since the images/names sounded familiar when looking them up. but this one is not something i can control (and am also surprised i havent unlocked it during mainline gameplay, guessing i got many repeats- they might have rarity variables that i currently have no idea if they can be influenced or not) so its play until it unlocks. i like to keep 'missing' lists just because

i dont have a shamblino (shambler + bambino, hope you like it) equipped in my current run because i didnt want to make things unnecessarily harder when going for the other ones, so that one will have to wait until all my heroes get breathed on too hard by resentment. pass their turns to death. its actually a bigger effort to die to denial than it is killing it jesus

thats all i guess. have a good week everyone

[neutrallyobsessed]

how do you keep creating ace attorney content? I cant seem to get myself into making art of my fac ships because people kept attacking me (nick/edgeworth fans)

i appreciate you making lots of kayworth ship art

Honestly, i think this is a me thing in two opposite ways (which makes it neutral winkwink)

i'm good at being unnoticed. people can't attack me if they don't know i exist or that my stuff exist or my shipping intentions exist. i have some P/M and E/K stuff tagged as ship and im (somewhat) clear that my interpretation of them is romantic, yet they blew up, got a bunch of notes and i dont know if they know, but its better if they dont know heheheheh

when i do get noticed, i enjoy it! even if its suibait im like ay someone thought of me so much they sent me something x3! as explained earlier, it doesnt happend very often, even less actually mean stuff that i delete cause why bother. of course i respond to things that are more elaborate, if they ask u fr? i say yeahp ^^, and everyone else is very nice, sending kind words my way~

there are people who block me and move on, hope this becomes the norm so all artist are welcomed to express themselves like in the good ol days. but i do loooove some negative press too, its super fun for me and i guess thats why i dont get a lot

they want to hurt me but they cant because i like the attention lmao

I don't know if you do art in private, but i recomend you do so. at least to have ship stuff catered to your specific taste~ Become your number 1 fan just like i did, and maybe one day you'll find the braveness to post online without caring what nasty people say about it!

[the-punforgiven]

man Zornheym is one of the metal bands I've ever listened to

One of the metal bands I've ever heard tbh

When I listen to them I think "Yep this is a metal band alright" when I look at their lyrics I go "Yeahp that sure is a metal band"

Those are some metal band lyrics right there, yeap