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altercation-bureau · 2 years
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I was trying to hypothesize about the Beta Sunkern evolutionary line but then I noticed the Number Muncher looks like a cross between Homestar and Keroppi who both wear similar clothes, so now I'm not sure what direction the evolutions go
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thefreecheese · 8 months
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The Free Cheese Episode 524: Educational Games
This week on The Free Cheese, what did you learn? We chronicle the rough timeline of educational software and share key lessons we’ve learned in video games. 
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evenshadow · 7 months
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The Sane Part of my Brain: Don't worry about hitting the word count goal every day during NaNo! The fun is in the energy of the community, in the challenge of it all. If you write a little bit most days that's progress!
The Gremlin Part: Write 5k a day, you little twerp, until your fingers fall off. Sleep is for cowards. Taking a break is for the weak and the pathetic. If you don't come out of this with a solid 100k draft you might as well give up altogether and become an accountant, you word-hating number-muncher. BREAK YOURSELF UPON THE ANVIL THAT IS NANOWRIMO AND BE BORN ANEW IN THE FLAMES OF ADVERSITY!
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iftadwascool · 10 months
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Cell > Frieza
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suppermariobroth · 4 months
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In Super Mario World, Triangular Blocks let Mario run up various surfaces. However, they are only used with a limited number of surface types in-game, so that Mario's wall-running interaction with most tiles cannot actually be seen.
By modifying the game's code, it is revealed that while wall-running, Mario ignores many things that he would normally interact with, such as slopes, lava and Munchers. The footage shows him running up a tower of various objects that would normally have an effect on his movement or health, while ignoring all of them.
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serxinns · 4 months
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Mocha bunny reader Headcanons!
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A yandere class 1a (plus maybe some teachers) x reader
This fic was inspired by my beloved friend and mom @lady-ashfade and her strawberry bunny reader here
Info: Your quirk was a bunny but you were a mocha bunny your ability was speed, Strength in both arms and legs , amazing sense of smell and have super hearing and sharp claws you have 3 forms your normal form (basically a human form) your rabbit form when ur basically a whole rabbit and a gremlin form when ur half rabbit half bun but is smol
•Your classmates are obsessed and abored with everything you do they instantly fell in love with the 1st sight of you
•They would fight over about who would pet your ears or touch your fur or even your little tail (you bite denki hard for pulling it)
• Izuku would research about bunnies and you and would ask you millions of questions about you and the bunnies Ochako and mina would pinch your cheeks too hard which u had to told them off about but dismissed cause you were too cute at times but if you actually wanted them to back off they'll pout whenever you did something cute in front of bakugo he will either call you carrot muncher or cotton bitch and blushes to look away
•You and kota and also kota's bunny are bestie in when nobody is around you and kotas bunny will talk about EVERYTHING even bunny related stuff how hard it is and what delicious food are there
Kota's rabbit: *Speaks,
Reader in the bunny form: THATS WHAT IM SAYING these people have no respect for bunnies
Kotas rabbit: squeak
Reader: Woah woah that's some strong language you have
there dude don't let your owner hear that
•Kota is like your mom's friend since he knows EVERYTHING about rabbits he makes sure you eat the food you need and make sure to slow you down on treats he even makes izukus job easier don't be surprise if these two team up
•Sato will still make sweets for pastries for you but puts ingredients and stuff you like or ur tolerable with and out bunny like puns on there
•Aizawa is the only person you can trust to be in your bunny form he would invite you to cuddle in his sleeping bag or create a best by him so y'all can sleep and cuddle with each other whenever your classmates are overwhelming you Aizawa will lecture the students whenever they give you a hard time
•Mic will make sure to lower his voice because of your sensitive hearing he will make funny bunny puns at you which you'll groan at but he doesn't care he'll spoil you with gifts and hugs and he's VERY overprotective if anyone talk to you in a mean way their eardrums are about to be broken beyond repair
• Mirko is just in AWE she's so glad there's another person with a rabbit-like quirk so it's easier for her to teach you her skills she'll always give you tips about your abilities and encourage you to use every one of them she also give you tips about being a bunny hybrid
Bonus headcanons
•When your Classmates discover you make little squeaks in your sleep the class was holding their selves BACK from either squealing or screaming they all whisper and yelled at themselves to be quiet some tried pulling out their phone but Iida warned them not to since the flash were alert you awake
•Mirko LOVES to talk about you everywhere from her fans to her coworkers even to the number 1 hero Shes always mentions you she even imagines you working at her agency when you grow up you in a copy of her hero costume she's just dying of cuteness
•Denki and Seek love using cheesy bunny flirts to tease you which makes them giggle every time it gets annoying when they spam text over it (denki)
•You and Tsuyu are besties you both chat about your favorite foods and facts about your quirks y'all exchange baby photos of each other and Tsuyu is just dying when she sees you in a cute outfit ur little ears perk up your cute smiling face showing your little tail she keeps these photos to her self tho
•tokoyami is also a great person to hang out as well the two of you would often hang out at a park he would always get nervous about asking you questions that are bunny related afraid that he'll might say something offensive (poor bb) he even let's you sleep in his dorm room whenever you wanted to et sway from your classmates overbearing nature he would even bring snacks for you
•The bakusquad and dekusquad fight over who gets to baby you more which turns into a war when the other students join in Shoji says he wants a turn with you Momo offers to go shopping with her while Hakagure tries to steal you away and attempts to run off it was chaos in the end Aizawa heard and they all got detention while Aizawa was comforting you putting you in your bunny form while having a proud smirk on his face
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vampcubus · 1 year
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Not sure if you had been asked this before but do you have any writers who only writes dom readers?
i haven't done one of these in a while! strictly dom reader writers are sadly few in number, but i'll list some that have an abundance of dom reader content. will update as i find more!
(also note that some of these blogs are no longer active)
𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒
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@mysicklove (mha/jjk/kny/bllk+)
@laraleafs (mha/kny/jjba)
@lunerab0 (kny/jjk) new blog -> @lunerabo
@crysatoru (kny/jjk)
@levmada (aot/levi centric blog)
@chaepink (hq/kny/mha/csm)
@starrierknight (jjk)
@majisyen (hsr/genshin/twst)
@subbyalbedo (kny/mha/genshin/hp)
@sorrowfulrosebud (mha/kny+)
@archer-fb (kny/mha/om/jjk/genshin)
@lovelyless-fiction (kny)
@plaguechyld (kny)
@aki-simp (kny/csm/hq!/jjk+)
@snowshail (twst/genshin/kny+)
@flametrashira (kny + levi ackerman)
@j-nxx (twst/genshin+)
@brayneworms (aot/om/the arcana/genshin+)
@kyojurismo (kny)
@phantasmiafxndom — and check out their ao3 pls! (kny)
@claynine (kny/aot/mha/hq/jjk+)
@pastelclovds [male/gn!reader] & @spookyxcupid [fem/gn!reader] (kny/mha/aot/csm/naruto/slashers+)
@rengoku-loves-you — no actual nsfw yet but they have my favorite characterization of rengoku to date, and they like sub rengoku so ❤︎ (kny/rengoku-centric blog)
@vitamin-cunt / @dekuskeeper (mha/csm/jjk/hq/obey me)
@minkmousesworld (kny)
@bibblelevi — writes for sub levi!!! ❤︎
@mommypieck (aot)
@prettyboykatsuki / @fang-wife / @luvsicksubs (mha/hq/aot/jjk)
@dorimena (mha)
@niilue (kny/aot+)
@cleewii (mha/csm/aot+)
@onyxoverride (aot)
@pickmans-muse / @friendly-local-eldritchite (kny/aot)
@binnieswings (aot/skz+)
@submenarehotties (jjk/mha/obey me+)
@bummie (aot/jjk/mha/kny/naruto/csm+)
@lemon-muncher (csm/hq/mha/kny/aot+)
@izukus-bby (sub!izuku heaven)
@galaxychaos78 (naruto/mha/dragon ball/jjba/aot+)
@4biddenleeches (the arcana/julian-centric)
@genacity
@dommyqueenwrites
@kumzume
@dxmmymxmmywrites
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yeahyeahchloe · 9 months
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It Wasnt in my Head (4)
(a/n: pls lmk if u see any typos! )
Summary: Abby is the starting linebacker at UW and when her team starts to falter her coach decides to get the team into ballet, in order to teach them that grace and stability is important in football too. Abby is just as upset about her teammates about this, until she sees her pretty new ballet teacher...
dancer!reader x football!abby
!!ABBY IS STRAIGHT IN THE BEGINNING. READER IS HER GAY AWAKENING!!
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The light of my slightly opened blinds shone through onto my eyes. The birds were chirping and the sky was a lovely light blue.
And I was pissed off and hung over.
I decided now that its 10 am I should probably pick up Dina's incessant calling and answer Ellies 'im sorry i got u fucked up' text.
My dimly lit kitchen smelled of lavender and burnt toast as I dialed Dina's number and listened to the tone ring.
Oh, so now she isn't going to pick up?
"Hey, D," I said when the ringing stopped.
"Ugh, finally!! I've been calling you all morning," Dina scolded me as if I wasn't so obviously hungover.
"Yeah believe it or not I know,"
"Ok, so, I called to ask you...something,"
This tone with Dina was never good.
This tone means Dina is up to something.
"Oh, jesus, ok what,"
"So, my master plan went perfect last night, and I saw you talking to our new favorite muscle mommy-"
I cut her off by saying "Oh, that was your master plan? It had nothing to do with leaving me to fend for myself so you can make out with Jesse on a couch?"
".....No?"
I let out a quick exhale through my nose, "So whats the question?"
"Obviously my question is: How did it go?"
I sighed and thought back to my interaction with Abby the previous night. "Good. No, bad. Well, good and bad. Gad,"
"What is that even supposed to mean?"
"You knowww, we like talked for a bit and got to know eachother, but the heartbreaking news, is that she is not a carpet muncher,"
"WHAT! NO WAY!"
"I KNOW. You should've heard me she was all: 'you're gay?' and I went: 'you aren't??'"
Dina snorted into the receiver as I laughed along with her.
"Well shoot. That's a bust," She said, still chuckling. "Hey, wanna go to Laverne's? I'm craving pancakes and french fries real bad,"
"Yes please, 'vernies is the best hangover cure"
"Kay, Ill be at your place in fifteen,"
I hung up the phone as my kettle began to whistle at me from the stove.
I walked over, grabbing a mug on the way and poured in the boiling water. I grabbed my favorite tea and walked into my bathroom to help myself to look slightly more presentable.
Jesus I looked like shit.
I began brushing my teeth before there was a knock at my door.
I rolled my eyes at Dina's overestimate of arriving in "fifteen".
"Dina you said fift-" I cut myself off as I swung open the door and was not met with Dina's face.
Are you fucking kidding me.
Abby fucking Anderson was standing at my front door (looking handsome as ever of fucking course) while I looked like I had just crawled out of the sewers.
"Hi" She awkwardly said with a half smile.
"Oh, hey Abby,"
There was a moment of awkward silence before Abby seemingly jolted in memory of why she was at my door to begin with.
"You, uh, left this on the chair you were sitting on last night, figured you might be looking for it," She said, pulling my pink hello kitty wallet out of her strangely large pocket.
"Oh, shit, thanks Abby," I answered before grabbing my wallet back. "I guess that's pretty important,"
Abby exhaled through her nose in a chuckle. "Yeah well I cant be your knight in shining armor every time. Last night hitting hard, huh?" She looked my slightly up and down teasingly and I suddenly felt very aware of my messy hair, thin sleep tank, and pajama pants.
"Yeah yeah I'll be more careful. Thank you again."
"Yeah no biggie. Um, I gotta run, but I'll see you?"
"For sure, see you Abby,"
We smiled at each other before I shut the door.
Oh my god that was so embarrassing.
I glanced at the time and realized I didn't have long before Dina actually got here.
After fixing myself up and being halfway dressed the real Dina knocked on my door. I shouted a "just a sec" before throwing on my jeans and getting my things and opening the door.
"Hi D,"
"Hey sweets, how ya feeling?" Dina teased with a smirk.
I gave her a playful eyeroll accompanied by a middle finger.
She threw her head back with a laugh and wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "I told you not to do that shit anymore,"
"Yeah well after my wakeup call this morning I won't,"
'You're welcome,"
I sighed before replying with "Not yours, although that one was miserable too,"
"Oh? What wakeup call are you referring to, then?" She asked, turning her head in my direction.
"Ugh I'll tell you at Laverne's,"
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The familiar diner smelled like coffee and pie as it welcomed my senses.
Dina and I made a beeline for the back of the restaurant, where our usual table resided right by the kitchen door.
We plopped down in out usual seats and told the waitress our orders before Dina shot me a look.
"...What?" I asked looking around.
"Helloooo, your 'other wakeup call'??" She said looking at me as if I was stupid.
"Oh! Right right, well I had gotten your call, right? And no kidding like two minutes after we hung up there was a knock at my door, so, obviously I thought it was you and answered the door looking like some sort of extraterrestrial and you will literally never guess who was at the door,"
"Was it...girl I don't know just tell me,"
"It was our favorite muscle mommy," I said laughing with embarrassment.
"WHAT?? You're telling me Abigail Anderson was at your fucking apartment this morning??" She asked, a little too loud.
"Jesus, D, keep your voice down. And yes, she was totally there, and looked totally smoking hot,"
"And what did she want?" Dina suggestively wiggled her brows.
"Ugh, unfortunately that's never gonna happen. She was bringing me my wallet, said I dropped it last night,"
"Wait, what? She already have a girlfriend or something?"
"Dina, she's straight, remember?"
"Psh, are you sure? She's like the gayest looking girl I've seen,"
"Dude, I asked. She's straight as a square,"
"Whatever more like a circle"
"Wh-"
I was interrupted by what I thought was the waitress coming in, but was actually Ellie sliding into the seat next to me.
"Hello gentleman" she said with a smirk.
"Hey Els," I greeted my friend.
"Hey Ellie is your f-" I cut off Dina's sabotage with a kick to the shin and my best "you better fucking not" stare before she embarrassed me further.
"What?" Ellie confusedly looked between the two of us.
I gave Dina another look, this time softer and more pleading and I saw her give in.
"Oh, nothing, not important,"
"Hey, liar. What were your gonna say?"
Before Dina could conjure one of her perfect excuses the actual waitress came to give Dina and I our orders, while Ellie made one of her own.
"Ordered a lot of food there, Williams," I teased with a smirk.
"Nah, not all for me," She brushed off my statement.
"Who the hell else would it be for?" I asked, as the answer to my question walked right through the door.
You have got to be kidding.
a/n: hey...hey...how yall doin....
im so sorry for being gone for so long pls forgive me!! Starting up uni again has been rough, especially moving back in for the year. but i promise i will try and update as much as i can.
p.s...it's prob not who u think walking into the diner :3
ok thats all i will say luv u bye
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minuy600 · 7 months
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A Near-Full Tier List Of 70s Atari 2600 Games
With only a couple games left to go and me needing to 'git gud' in one of them, it's only logical that it's time to wrap things up with a good old fashioned tier list!
Note: Some of my opinions have changed over time, so if some of the ordering doesn't make sense to you if you've read earlier reviews, that's why.
Football, Slot Racers and Superman will be added to the list if I can either find a second player (first 2) or a cartridge of the game (last one).
We got 28 games to go over here. F tier to A tier in that order. No S cuz there's zero games that really fit that bill. Let's rock.
F Tier
#28 Space War (11/40)
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Who thought porting a game from 1962 was a good idea on a console that already had surperior alternatives of the genre? The singleplayer was the worst gaming experience i've ever had. It's not even in space, dangit! Disastrous release.
#27 Slot Machine (11/40)
The title doesn't lie, this sure is a slot machine. And that is all it is. How does one manage to have less value than Basic Math, I wonder? Should've given more memory to Casino, Atari...
#26 Hunt & Score (10/40)
Awful controls, lacking visuals, horrendous noises and it's much, much, much cheaper to buy a copy of a real memory match game anyway. The (second) worst of the worst, even amongst several weak 1978 releases that held no value as soon as better games came out.
#25 Miniature Golf (11/40)
What am I even looking at? You move a square and that determines the angle of another square bouncing around, which is as tedious as it sounds. Squares squares square. Ourgh, I hate it. If only it had more holes so I could hate it even more.
D Tier
#24 Basic Math (12/40)
Woof, okay. As a random math problem generator with funny sound effects, it... functions. That's all I can say about it. It's a blank screen if you remove the numbers. This is my lowest of the low bars for what is somewhat passable in some regards and what isn't.
#23 Hangman (14/40)
Impressive selection of words due to being the first game with expanded memory. Now why you would spend your bucks on this when a piece of paper is something almost everyone has, I wouldn't know. Nobody wants to play Hangman alone.
#22 Street Racer (18/40)
Even more boring than Indy 500. Every mode plays the same as each other with very mild changes. Number Munchers is as good as it gets, and that's only because it's over sooner.
#21 Code Breaker (14/40)
Graphically almost as bad as flippin' Basic Math, made worse by how confusingly it plays it's cards and the fact that half the screen estate ain't being used while playing Nim. Below all the rubbish, Nim managed to curve out a tiny place in my heart due to it's alright AI.
#20 Flag Capture (16/40)
Better than Code Breaker due to being a more justified release. Otherwise, forgettable. So much so, that i'm out of things to say.
#19 Home Run (16/40)
A kinda ass way to play baseball, however props must be given for hardly having a point of reference at this point. It completely trumps the RCA Studio II version and it seems to be fairly close to the version by Epoch in Japan. Major positive is that it's a lot faster than it's contemperaries.
C Tier
#18 Outlaw (20/40)
Based on a revolutionary arcade title with a proper microprocessor. I find this one very dull. At least it has some minor things going for it like being able to deconstruct the obstacles in your way. Well done Outlaw, you did the bare minimum.
#17 Indy 500 (21/40)
Extremely mid racing. Single players are gonna be done with it in 3 seconds flat as the time trialing is not fun at all. Multiplayer is oooooookay. Decent engine noises for the time.
#16 Brain Games (18/20)
Errrrhhh, I may have been slightly too harsh earlier. Visually it's kinda gross, however you could argue that the collection of brain teasers here ain't too awful. I had a modicrum of fun with some of 'em.
#15 Star Ship (22/40)
The most striking game of the launch lineup for attempting first person well before a game could do it for realsies. I can appreciate it as an art form, as a game though? I'm good.
#14 Sky Diver (21/40)
At least it doesn't fuckin' squeal at ya at all times like in the arcade. However, unlike that version, it's pretty much multiplayer-only and the thrill of seeking a high score got almost completely butchered as a result. Satisfactory port, nothing more.
#13 Human Cannonball (20/40)
Has some personality in the form of the guy you shoot out of the cannon, and I found myself somewhat immersed by the smart way the game's visuals came to be. Otherwise, dull as dishwater.
#12 Basketball (21/40)
The first proper attempt at a realistic ball sports title. It tries a 3D perspective and for competitive play, I can see a decent time being had here. The repetition and lack of modes very much hurt it unfortunately.
#11 Blackjack (23/40)
An entirely functional and sorta addicting take on the card game of old. Gets completely trounced by Casino which is essentially an enhanced version of this.
#10 Bowling (24/40)
Falls under the same kinda umbrella as Basketball. Don't mind this one. It has good visuals (a multicolor sprite!) and a goofy dance when you clear all the pins. Kinda wears thin once you know where to stand however.
#9 Video Chess (23/40)
The best AI of the console put into a cart that could barely handle it. Sluggish movement, long loading times and hard-to-discern visuals make it a hard sell now. However, back THEN, this fuckin' kicked ass for the common man. It gets a formal handshake from me.
B Tier
#8 Air Sea Battle (28/40)
A fine introduction to the Atari 2600's library. I think it's sorta boring and the AI is hardly a contest, but the multiplayer is still enjoyable enough and it's audiovisually one of the better launch games.
#7 Casino (22/40)
How I gave this a lower score than Blackjack, I have no idea. You can play the same exact game again here with improved visuals, or dive into a couple variaties of poker, of which I actually really like Poker Solitaire. Good package!
#6 Backgammon (27/40)
Graphically one of the most impressive games on 2600 so far. Gameplay-wise, yeah it's Backgammon and Acey Deucy alright. This game thought me the ropes and i'm thankful for it. I would almost call this a worthy substitute for buying the real thing. Almost.
#5 Canyon Bomber (26/40)
Very solid ports of two middling arcade games, Canyon Bomber and Destroyer. It only made sense as they were essentially two peas in a pod from the getgo. Tired of Air-Sea Battle and in the need of something you can also play competently alone? This one's for you.
#4 Breakout (25/40)
I WILL get back to this one. I promise. The Atari 2600+ is coming in in 2 weeks and will allow me to play it with an actual paddle controller for the first time. Playing with a controller does not do it justice. It's Pong for the score hunters. 8 modes with 4 variations each is only rivalled by those coming up ahead on the list.
A Tier
#3 Surround (27/40)
Doesn't have the quirky ASMRy noises from arcade Dominos, otherwise this is an extremely solid competitive pre-Snake Snakelike. Very replayable because it allows you to doodle around freely, too.
#2 Combat (31/40)
The quintessential pack-in for the 2600 in it's early years. I don't like that it lacks a singleplayer mode completely- the multiplayer is still a hoot on occasion though. Even contains some funny glitches if you're into that sorta thing.
#1 Video Olympics (33/40)
Pong remains a classic that's still good for the occasional bout. This is that, but with a TON of other modes to invite a pal over for. The single player is destined to play one mode, however the AI is competent enough to keep that fresh for a little bit too. Easily the definitive way to play gaming's granddaddy.
Soon, Video Olympics shall be rivalled or even dethroned. The 2600's hayday is about to kick into high gear. And with that, I mean a couple weeks as I wait for my new old console to arrive in the mail. See ya then, you goofy video game crash instigator.
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oldhalloweentape · 16 days
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🪨Venture (OW II) x (fem) reader ⛏️
(Gyaru Reader Edition!)
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(Request here! This kind of fashion is so cute, good, and creative, seriously don’t understand the hate.)
- When y’all first met they were so amazed by you, I mean you looked like you strutted straight out of the 1990s and 2000s, in a good way of course.
- Getting together entails them wanting to be as helpful as possible, as well as taking the time to admire all the work you put in your style. You have them wrapped around your finger.
- An obvious one is that they buy you stuff all the time, absolutely gushing over how you look whenever you wear the stuff they give you— Clapping their hands excitedly when you pose and give them a twirl or two when you first put the stuff on.
- Stares at you intently when you’re doing your makeup, giggling when you give them a look because their staring is distracting as all hell.
- If you want to practice on a face that isn’t your own, they will happily volunteer! I think they’d look cute with Gyaru makeup on!
- Excitably tells you things about historical facts about makeup like, “You know— Egyptians used to apply their eyeliner with a thin painting brush! Though the way you do it is way prettier!”
- They’d also let you do their hair, and be over the moon with the final product every time <3.
-Do yours in return. Not as great as you do it but they still do a pretty good job (cause like, look at their hair, fluffy and healthy while digging holes and just being dirty in general, they know how to take care of hair).
- Eats up any information they can, a given really, but I can see them reading a crap ton of magazines like Egg, PopSister, etc.
- In general when it comes to what you like, they are hungry for any information about it. They want to understand it and understand it they shall.
- Will get you matching accessories (gem or history themed ofc), there’s no doubt about that, it’s absolutely adorable.
- Thinks the music tied to Gyaru fashion is just so good in general that they immediately want to make a playlist with you so they can listen more to it.
- Whenever they hold hands with you they will absentmindedly play with any little charms or gems on your nails, running their fingers over them— Enjoying the grooves and bumps as they walk alongside you.
- Speaking about walking together, it’s definitely a sight seeing such different people walking hand in hand. Like, there’s you, tanned skin, phenomenal makeup, long manicured nails, white fluffy boots that almost go up to your knees, nice baby pink ruffled skirt with a cheetah print belt, a short white frilly shirt, and a small soft pink fuzzy coat with cheetah prints on it as well— Just all nice and glammed up while….
- There’s Sloane, looking like Adam Sandler, with a baseball cap, basketball shorts, and some random shirt that has a lame ass rock pun on it. And we love them for that.
- A funny ass sight in my honest opinion—
- Anyways, if anyone starts bad mouthing you and your fashion, especially if they call it “trashy”, they’re going to give them one warning before bopping them on the head.
- The amount of disrespect and negativity other people have for Gyaru fashion is just so crazy to Venture.
- From what they’ve seen from both you and other people who partake in it, y’all are so pretty and fashionable! If you ever get discouraged you can always count on this rock muncher being your number one fan.
- Says things along the lines of “You look absolutely breathtaking sweetness! You put the most precious gems to shame, sucks that some people have their brains submerged in the Earth's mantle like them.”
(I hope I gave you guys justice with this one! Love y’all!! 💋)
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tricornonthecob · 9 months
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sometimes I feel bad about having multiple primary skillsets and ping-ponging between them, but then I think about best-selling author, humanist gremlin, and unhinged ginger Thomas Paine.
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His occupations, according to Bastion Of All Knowledge Ever, Wikipedia, included (but were not limited to:)
taxpayer-funded pirate (privateer)
bra artificer (staymaker)
office intern (supernumerary officer)
Suspiciously Disorganized Gimme-Your-Money officer (excise tax officer who was dismissed for "claiming to have inspected goods he did not inspect")
Schoolteacher
Walgreens manager (tobacconist-grocer)
Magazine editor as an excuse to write about shifting the means of production (editor of the Pennsylvania Magazine)
Best-selling Pamphlet author (Common Sense)
Number Muncher for The Office Of Wooing The French And Begging The Dutch For Money (secretary for the Congressional Committee of Foreign Affairs)
Possible Wikileaks While Being A Number Muncher
Ex-Number Muncher for The Office Of Wooing The French And Begging The Dutch For Money (dismissed for exposing corruption and being particularly rude about the whole thing.)
Not-As-Best-Selling Pamphlet That Criticized Old Rich White Guys author (Public Good)
Seriously, Fuck Off Monarchy author (Rights of Man 1 and 2)
Fuck Off, Capitalism, Lets Have UBI Pamphlet author (Agrarian Justice)
Representative of the French National Convention for Pas-de-Calais
Bridge Engineer (????? I have no words)
Smokeless Candle Engineer
Tinkerer (worked with John Fitch in developing steam engines)
12-Step Guide To Invading Great Britain (Observations on the Construction and Operation of Navies with a Plan for an Invasion of England and the Final Overthrow of the English Government and To the People of England on the Invasion of England)
Reformed Napoleon Stan
George Washington Denouncer
Look if that ginger can be a pirate, make stays, run a walgreens, not collect taxes, be a best-selling author, simultaneously court and piss off America, simultaneously court and piss off France, make plans to invade the ENTIRETY of Great Britain, be the representative of a province he doesn't speak the language of, narrowly avoid getting beheaded in the French Revolution, invent a new type of bridge, make a fancy candle, etc, then maybe my brunette ass can do anything I want, too.
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beebeewoop · 5 months
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SLOPPIN IT UP TAKE 2 BECAUSE YEAH 💥
I drew mine and my friends' ocs as Evil Hall again because they're my new favorite blorbos now and I'm posting it because I wanna 💪 if you haven't read Tally Hall vs. Evil Hall (created by @salad-006) I really think you should because it's great and the guys are kinda super silly
Anyways I'm going bonkers
Spoilers for like the lastest chapter methinks proceed with caution
Starting off with the least glonked up fellas we got
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Moore (belongs to @arthurisveryrandom) as Evil Zubin
Bro just look at him... He's so sad... Covered in paint... He looks traumatized... Moore is a wet cat confirmed Arthur told me so himself /JJJJJJJJJJJ
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B (belongs to @shim0nk) as Evil Andrew
Bro's swaggin it up in here look at him all chill like that... Even tho he got burnt to a crisp... But it's ok because he's a robot he can't feel pain and his melted latex skin peeled right off he's ok guys don't worry. Burmnt chimnken nunghet... Also get this man on a billboard because whatever he's selling I wanna buy it I mean just look at him wouldn't you also want to buy what he's selling he seems trustworthy ykw I think I'll give him my credit card info and social security number /JJJJJJJJ (PSA: DO NOT GIVE OUT YOUR CREDIT CARD INFO AND SSN ON THE INTERNET 👍)
Pardon my goofy ahh rambles... It gets worse from here
Below the cut are the slightly more glonked up fellas...
//bonked up robots or something exposed wires n shii
//blood but it's green evil robot ooze and poorly drawn
//technically decapitation BUT IT'S FUNNY TRUST ME 💪🥺
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Lucius (belongs to @rose-is-fucking-cold) as Evil Rob
Ambrose keeps calling him cunty and I can't disagree... I think everyone should draw Lucius in high heels like right now. Also I'd be mad too if I got my head chopped off like bro now I gotta carry my head around or tape it on... Smh my head. But at least he has high heels those are pretty nice I mean just look at him... Slaying... Here king you dropped this 👑 but good luck keeping it on since you can't even keep your head on Lbozo skill issue (I am so sorry /gen) (I am sleep deprived) (I am mad at Tumblr still) (Tumblr hates me) (I am taking my anger out on Lucius 🙁 /hj)
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Fartlord (belongs to @stromboli-muncher) as Evil Joe
It's everyone's favorite ! The man the fart the guy himself ! Eyeless. Well missing one eye because the birds took it. He got attacked by birds this is so tragic can we get an F in the chat guys one like = eye patch for him 👍
And last but not least...
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Rosebush (MY guy 😋) as Evil Ross
Bro's mad... Fuckimg chrunchy... Listen I'd be pissed too if I fell down an upstairs escalator and came out looking like this... Like zoinks Scoob ☹️ (Well actually he got PUSHED... 😳) Pro tip: don't fall down upstairs escalators even if you're a dream demon robot you're not invincible to escalators those things are terrifying LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN FINAL DESTINATION????? Yeah never again... Escalators are also a no go. Just use the stairs... EVERYDAY is leg day 🦵🦵
And that's enough of that... El oh el ecks dee ✌️
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laundrypause · 7 months
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An AU where Pierre's still an F1 driver but Yuki isn't. He could be part of Alpine but as a chef where he doesn't know Pierre personally but he sees him sometimes in the factory and when he comes to the cafeteria for lunch sometimes. Yuki doesn't really pay much mind to the Frenchman though. Like yea, he's attractive but eh. However, when one of his close friends gets hurt by the baguette muncher, Pierre now has his fullest attention. He's thinking of revenge plots that may or may not land him in jail but the perfect plan just somehow manages to fall into his hands.
Literally.
Yuki was minding his own business, sipping on his virgin martini when Pierre Gasly slips onto a stool beside him at the bar. The unthinkable happens. Pierre, the Alpine driver, the French driver who drives for Alpine, who hurt his friend, starts flirting with him.
What. The. Fuck.
Sorry Josh, that's another euro in the swear jar.
It could simply be seen as Pierre being friendly but the eyes roaming does not seem friendly. At all. Yuki's first instinct was to you know. Throw his martini at the man and sucker punch him before bolting out of the club. But...a more enjoyable plan floats into his head. If he's interested in him then why not play into it? Pretend to be interested too and bam, make his life a living hell for however short they're together. It could be an hour, a day or even a week but Yuki will relish in however long he manages to make Pierre suffer in his hands if it means getting revenge for his friend. So Yuki flirts back.
He ends up with Pierre's number by the end of the night.
Honestly, Yuki didn't expect for them to last this long. It's been a week and they're still kinda together. Since its summer break, Pierre has more free time than he usually does and Yuki's been taking advantage of that fact. Calling him up at 3 am continuously to complain about being hungry, asking him if he could pretty pretty please take him out to get some food? Adopting a cat, naming her Count Meowzilla and dropping her off at Pierre's house saying it's his now. (What do you mean it's mine now? I can't have a cat, I don't even like cats! And why did you name her something so ugly. Isn't she a girl? Shouldn't it be Countess and not Count? Take her bag to the shelte-wait Yuki don't cry. Okay, okay fine I'll take care of her) Those acting lessons on YouTube actually helped, who would have thought. Oh and his most favourite moment of all. Yuki had managed to make himself a copy of Pierre's key and completely redecorated his entire apartment. Pierre should be grateful. His house looked so monotone, at least now it has some pzazz. How he wished he had taken a photo of Pierre's face when he walked into his apartment after a day at the gym. Yuki was just finishing the final touches too, adding a pink bathroom mat here and changing the boring, blue comforter to a green floral patterned one.
"Welcome home, Pierre!"
The way the easy smirk on his face slowly slid into an expression of complete disbelief. Yuki would remember that forever. The once boring living room became more colourful, with green drapes, pink cushions and a yellow throw over blanket. Not bad, not bad at all.
Summer break ends and it's the Dutch GP. Yuki's there too, being the supportive partner he is. He can't deny that he kind of likes being in the paddock, seeing the cars zooming past him. Sometimes he wishes he was the one behind the wheel but that was a dream he gave up long ago. He's happy now with his job as a chef. He's happy. Yea, he's happy...
The race starts dry but it becomes increasingly obvious that there's going to be a downpour soon with how the once clear sky turned dark and gloomy. You'd think that it's ten at night with how dark it was. It started off light then it started pouring as if the world got turned upside down and the sea was now raining onto them. The rain was so heavy that even Yuki couldn't see the outside from where he was in the garage. To say he's worried would be an understatement. Pierre had come in for inters a few laps prior but Yuki thinks that even with wet tires the conditions would be too dangerous to race in. Of course he's proven right not even ten seconds after.
"Someone's gone into the barriers and it's an Alpine! It's Pierre Gasly!"
Yuki probably looked like a madman running into the medical centre. He practically begged one of the Alpine personnel to take him to the medical centre, to let him see if Pierre was alright. It took a lot of convincing but he managed to play the concerned partner card. At this point, he doesn't know if it's really still an act or not. He saw a glimpse of an Alpine race suit through the cubicle curtain and he wanted nothing more to see if Pierre was alright despite multiple assurances from other Alpine team members that Pierre was fine, his tires just locked up and he hit the barriers but overall he was fine. Even while his brain was screaming at him to go and see Pierre, he hesitated. What if he didn't want to see Yuki? Yea, they grew undeniably closer in the past month but what if? He doesn't manage to spiral any further though because suddenly Pierre was standing right in front of him.
Pierre asks him what he was doing here, looking concerned for some reason. Why he's the one concerned when he was the one who got into an incident is beyond Yuki. A calloused hand grabs his own, Yuki welcomes the warmth.
"You're wet."
Huh, he didn't realise. He thinks back to himself running through the rain just to get to the medical centre, not bothering to grab an umbrella. The realization made him register how cold it really was in the centre. All the adrenaline that had flooded his system slowly dissipated once he was sure Pierre wasn't hurt. He was sore but no long lasting injuries.
"Aw, were you worried about me? Did you run through the rain to check up on me?"
"Shut up, no I wasn't."
"You care about m- Yuki?"
It's so stupid, so fucking stupid. He doesn't know why he's crying over a stupid Frenchman's ass. Doesn't understand why he's worried about Pierre, why he needed to see Pierre or else he'd combust or something. Then, a dawning realization came upon him.
Fuck, he cares. He cares about the man in front of him.
The same hand that was gripping his wrist moves to cup his face, trying to wipe away the steady stream of tears flowing down his face.
"You're not supposed to move too much," Yuki mumbles.
And now Pierre's looking at him with those eyes that he thinks about each night. Intense, blueish eyes that he has to will himself each time not to drown in. Pierre leans into him, his head angled down towards Yuki.
"Stop me if you don't want this"
Yuki doesn't.
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inkyquince · 1 year
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Patreon Post: You are what you smoke... Fag (Whitney)
content warning: Gay-Repressed-Bully, Asshole and Creep Whitney, Stalking, homophobia.
All the fags in this school deserved whatever Whitney gave them. Fuck, they didn’t even have to have come out, they could just be wearing something or doing anything that he thought was effeminate, or too chummy with his friends. Of course he didn’t do anything to the girls he thought could be lesbians, other than call them carpet munchers and dykes. He didn’t really give a fuck if he was sharing a changing room with a lesbian, but he did care about being seen changing by a fag.
You had become his newest target. There were some rumours of you being a crossdresser, or even one person said you would suck off anyone who gave you enough money. Fuck, some said the gloryhole in the janitor’s closet was made by you. So, you got his special treatment. Shoving you against the lockers to get past turned into shoving you into them, harassing you at every turn, no matter if it was in school, in class, or outside. It didn’t matter. You didn’t have to be so fucking loud and out about it.
Everyone in his group knew how much he had it out for you. No taking it easy on the fag.
Some of them did find it weird the intense hatred he had of you. Not that they minded. Sometimes he had some fucking great ideas. Amazing ones. Though he did seem startled whenever they found him. Like when they found him digging through your things-
where is it where the fuck is it
- before bringing out your phone and tucking it away, kicking your bag away. Letting them trash your stuff as he scrolled through your phone-
Didn't you fucking take cock pictures like a normal guy? He found enough stray pictures of you that some of the others passed around. Fuck, maybe he can get that creep Kylar’s phone, that’s where the good stuff is gonna be, he just knows it
- before tucking it into his jeans and walking out. He even fucked with Kylar, that fucking creep who was fixated on you. Busted into his locker, took his phone, ransacked everything he could find.
Rubbed his cock raw, scrolling through Kylar’s phone, thumb sweating as he nudged it against the grease stained protective screen, finding more and more. Cum barely cooling on the screen as it lay underneath him, fist slowly jerking his erection, watching. The recording of you barely started, and it wasn’t even that risque, but Whitney was no better than Kylar right now. Just you getting changed in your room, just the flash of your cock had him cumming.
Another brilliant fucking idea was to grab you after school and strip you down for the dock workers. If you enjoyed being such a fag, you’ll love being taken advantage of. Left you to be fucked, and ran off, snickering and shoving each other. Whitney wanted to go grab his smokes before joining the rest at the pub for a celebratory drink-
Fucking his fist as cock after cock was forced into your mouth, sinking into your poor hole, and fuck you were loving it. Sucking away, eyes closed, as if you were deprived of fat erections for so long. Of course you didn’t mind. The dock workers wandered off, in a good mood, tucking their dicks away as one lagged behind and unlocked you before giving you his number. Too busy wiping your face clean you didn’t notice him. Stepping closer and standing over and jerking himself to completion, gripping your hair and making you look up at him as he came all over tha pretty fucking face.
Poor Whitney though. Apparently he was going to be cut out of his inheritance unless his grades go up, so he was stuck with a tutor every friday. They raised a glass to him before tossing it back and hassling the smallest member of their group to break out their wallet and buy the next round.
No one will notice him. Hoodie up, a crumpled ten pound note in his hand, walking down the stairs of the brothel. He knows you’re in one of these. Fuck. He asks the guy by the door. He’s used to these requests. Point out the one you’re in. Shove the rumpled note in, before also wrenching his jeans down and pressing his cock through. Hot tongue. Running over his slit. Ducking down to get his balls in your mouth. You’re taking your time more, unlike when you’re at school with the hole into the janitor’s closet, when you’re worried he’s going to burst in through the door, instead of being the one you’re slowly sucking off.
You, of course, knew the truth. Took you a while to realise, but not all facades remain air tight. It wasn’t too long he finally took a step further than anonymous blowjobs and jerking off into your face to humiliate you, break into your things.
It was just a hissed order to keep quiet as he shoved you into the pub bathroom, the place somewhat spare on the weekday night. You were stunned, really, how quickly he got on his knees and yanked at your trousers, desperately taking your soft cock into his mouth and beginning to slowly suck. Eyes shut, groans of appreciation and moans slipping past his lips.
“W-Whitney-”
“Shut up.” He grumbled around your cock, his hand coming up to your balls, squeezing them a bit before rubbing a knuckle over your hole. You shivered and slowly wound your fingers into his hair and that was all he needed.
Pressed a finger into you even as you hissed and kicked a bit at the dry entry.
“F-Fuck, not like tha-”
With an irritated grunt, Whitney pulled off your cock and pinned your legs back against your chest, his glower less intimidating by all the precum smeared over his mouth.
“If I lick your ass, will you stop whining?” He snapped and you just flushed before nodding. “Good. I’m going to make you cry for my cock, fag.”
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shinolavolume1 · 8 months
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I feel like that little green cocksucker from number muncher
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theatlasrealm · 2 years
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Lloyd, Nya, and Zane vs Cole, Kai and Jay in an escape room:
Team #1:
Lloyd (the leader + idea maker ): nya you search that area and be on the lookout for map coordinates and zane can you please help me with these pots I think these designs are hinting something
also lloyd: *oni growls* at everything…
Nya (the theorizer + hint refuser): ok guys so according to my theory these coordinates should be the password to unlock the safe because the ID card numbers are proportional to the- NO LLOYD WE DONT NEED HINTS WE ARE BETTER THAN THAT.
also nya: smash smash frustration BASH
Zane (the analyzer + clue organizer): according to my database this is a long, forgotten language used by an ancient civilization decades ago. no one has ever deciphered it before. i shall translate it in a few seconds. apologies for the delay. allow me to organize the clues, I’ll section them in different categories and label them individually.
also zane : [grabs a detective hat and wears it, declares his newfound ownership over it] oh? what do you mean it’s the property of the escape room?
Team #2
Cole (the muncher+ the holy observer): guys look I found a trail of crumbs maybe if we follow it we can find something! [is staring at his own crumbs]
also cole: hmmm that painting MOVED. let’s check it out. yes it’s totally a color wheel it’s certainly hinting towards a certain art type we should investigate all the painting in that art type let’s go woo!! guys is that a THREAD of string on the floor? that’s the same fabric on the coat!!
Jay (the toucher of everything + the creative one ): what’s this what’s that hey guys check this out ew this is sticky don’t come here everyone I’m gonna touch everything
also jay: ok guys I made this mini electronical gps by myself with the limited materials we found! slay!
Kai ( secret passageway finder, the riddle solver): ooo is this a lever how about this maybe this is the lever oh man THIS IS DEFINITELY a SECRET passageway oh wait no it’s not oops sorry
also kai: so I solved all fifty riddles and found 68 secret passageways do u guys think that’s good enough?
guess which team always wins.
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