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scp-4999 · 3 months
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One thing I really enjoy is the fandom being violently reminded that fanon percy and canon percy are completely different, he was never the dumbass golden retriever and one dimensional quip machine that the fandom reduced him to
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sky-kiss · 2 months
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Have a meme of your beloved pairing.
/chokes Sassy, you don't miss.
Also. Yeah. This is. This is accurate. You read them like cheap literature. XD
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connor-likes-dogs · 2 years
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Y/N: Dabi, why did you choose me to be yours out of all these girls?
Dabi: I'm still wondering...
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bumpscosity · 3 months
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my brother was showing me overwatch skins last night bc i'm always interesting as to what the hell is ever going on in blizzards brain and i have not been able to stop thinking abt mei having cornrows.
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your hair is going to fall out.
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sassenach082 · 1 year
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I'm actually mad at everyone else in I'll ride, not Mav, because I feel like none of this would have happened if Mav had know there were people who already knew about him and Ice and still loved him and had his back. If he didn't feel so alone with the problem of Tex I don't think he would have done something so drastic. I always wondered if Viper and the flyboys other than Slider knew about them already but they really should have told Mav cuz how can they expect him to go to them for help when he thinks he can't tell them the full story? Having said that, what Mav did was definitely shitty, Ice can make his own decisions. But at the same time I can't really blame him looking at it from his perspective. What can I say, his abandonment issues and self destructive tendencies have captivated me.
Ahhh sorry for the rant, this is has become my favourite fanfic ever and I relate to Mav a little too much. Thank you so much for sharing this story, it certainly gives me something to look forward to!
((((I am legit living for how many people have thoughts about this last chapter because the point is everyone is human and we all make mistakes and Ice isn't perfect and neither is Pete and you can also love the hell out of someone and hurt them at the same time))))
Pete is also just a handful of months out of being completely alone and the double-whammy of losing Goose and Carole barely a year apart. It's only been like 4 months since Ice swanned into his life with the Flyboys right behind him so he doesn't really think of himself as having a support system. Yet.
Don't worry, there's this one guy who is pretty fond of Pete who is good at trying to think of things from his perspective, so there's that, but I don't want to say more because of spoilers
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awkwardsilences · 1 month
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hot take, haechan and chenle are just the gay and straight versions of each other, respectively
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milequaritchsslut · 11 months
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okay so let me just say that i think miggy is a virus cause the way he has collectively infiltrated our minds is craaazy
Right, he’s just so GAWD HES SO FINE. Idek he’s just so baby girl. He’s so sassy I mean just look at him
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Pointing his fingers and EVERYTHING!!??? His hands on his hips, sassy little guy 😹
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rockoblanco · 3 months
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catching up to Drag Race & watching S15 …. Lucy is soooooo funny that queen canNAWT take a joke 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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lesbiradshaw · 11 months
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people love looking at asshole characters and making up reasons to explain away why they’re a dick to everyone they meet when half the fun with them is the fact that they’re mean and a little bit demented! i love them for that! stop taking it away! you’re not making them nuanced you’re making them BORING!
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liroyalty · 5 months
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I'm sorry already to everyone this one gets sassy on.
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I love how in every post/video talking about TD winners and who deserved to actually win each season we just... collectively agree Heather deserved to win TDWT. Like, I haven't seen ONE TAKE being like "Actually, X deserved to win TDWT", all of them keep Heather as the winner and I love that for us.
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onionrinqz · 1 year
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HHEEHHEWHWWHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
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thegreatarlecchina · 10 months
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Thank you all for waiting so patiently on my latest Star Palace Fanfic! So without further ado pleas enjoy…
Making Friends!
The workday was finally over and Y/n let out a sigh of relief as the last customers filed out of the building. Today had been good all things considered, but their social battery was thoroughly depleted. Y/n wasn’t necessarily an antisocial person, but hours of nonstop interaction was just plain tiring. Their cheeks practically ached from smiling for so long. Why had they even taken a customer service position in the first place!? Their phone buzzed in their pocket, *Reminder: Feed Pagliacci*. Oh yeah that’s why. They couldn’t wait to get home to their little fluffball, that cat was more goofy than all the clowns they worked with put together. Once they got out of here they could finally curl up, snuggle their furry friend and- “Y/n wait up!” A familiar voice called just as Y/n was about to clock out. “Heeeey Wesley…” Y/n strained, trying not to sound as unpleasant as they felt. The boy quickly took note of their demeanor before shrinking back just a bit. “I know you're about to clock out, and it’s totally ok if you say no! But I um… need a favor.” The boy explained, clearly desperate. Y/n liked Wesley, they really did! But the poor kid always seemed to be getting in his own way. It was clear that he wanted to be useful (oh how he wanted it), but he hadn’t quite gotten his bearings yet. It didn’t help that the women who should have been mentoring him only did the bare minimum of what it took to keep her job. “Y/n?” He prodded, breaking them from their daze once more. “Oh! Yeah, uh what do you need bud?” They inquired, they were going to help him regardless (they couldn’t not help the poor kid) but they wanted to prepare themselves if it was anything like the Taki incident. “It’s about the bots…” he trailed. “Please don’t be Fairy! Please don’t be Fairy!” They thought to themselves. It’s not that they didn’t enjoy their time with Fairy Floss, but her overbearing peppiness was just one more thing they didn’t want to deal with right now. At least Zavy could read the room, but even he was quite the chatterbox. God forbid the two were together. Those two could prattle on for hours… “It’s Mirage,” the ginger revealed, “they had a bit of a conflict earlier today and they said they needed to recharge but it's been hours. Doc was supposed to look them over but she clocked out early…” Oh! Now it made sense, Wesley hated going into Mirage's room. Most everyone was creeped out by the whey faced robot but Wesley seemed genuinely frightened of the bot for reasons Y/n couldn’t quite grasp. “They don’t bite ya’know.” Y/n chuckled as they made their way down the hall. Wesley, taking this as a yes, followed them. “I know! It’s just…. I tried to go in their earlier and they were just sitting there arguing with their puppets and they-” Wesley said hastily attempting to justify the aversion before realizing how stupid he probably sounded “I’m sorry…” the Ginger began to apologize as they approached their destination. “Don’t worry about it dude! I’m just yankin your chains!” They reassured, “I’ll be fine, it shouldn’t take to long anyway.” Finally, the two stood outside the maroon door, Wesley fidgeting with his tool bag. “I can take it from here buddy.” Y/n prompted, seeming to catch Wesley somewhat by surprise. “Are you sure? We could go together since I have more ummm mechanical training.” He offered. “Nah it’s okay,” Y/n responded shaking their head, “besides if it is a tech problem I’ll call it in and y’all can fix it tomorrow.” The carrot top’s expression relaxed as he huffed out a breath of relief. “Thank you,” he sighed “for real!” And with that the boy was off.
“Okay theeen..?” Y/n turned to face the wine colored door, decorated with flourishing gold calligraphy befitting of the thespian inside. They knocked, once, twice, thrice. “Hello? Mirage?” They spoke, hoping for a “Come in!” Or “It’s open!” But alas, nothing. “It’s Y/n,” they prefaced as they opened the door“I’m coming in.” Unlocked. The door was unlocked, or rather, it never had a lock to begin with. It was something so small, but so sad.
They felt guilty entering the dimly lit room. It was one more loss of agency, one more way to dehumanize the bots who weren’t given that much autonomy to begin with. They were so smart, so human, they at least deserved some personal space. (Although some of them seemed to prefer the personal space of others more enticing) As Y/n walked around the claret colored room, they couldn’t help but notice the array of puppets in various stages of completion. The smell of wood varnish filled the air, as they scanned the room for the elusive puppeteer. Suddenly several muffled voices caught their attention. They seemed to be coming from a large wooden chest in the corner to the room. Y/n began to approach the mysterious chest before a hand on their shoulder abruptly cut them off. “What are you doing here?!” Demanded the high pitched voice. With a loud yelp, Y/n jumped, stumbling backwards. Despite the anger in their tone, the bot had the same ever-present smile plastered on their face. “Jesus Christ dude!” Y/n spat, slowly gaining their bearings “You almost gave me a heart attack!” How the heck were they so quiet? Where were they hiding? Why hadn’t they announced themselves? Question after question swam through the employee’s head as Mirage continued to glare down at them, unwavering. “Why are you in my room?” They practically growled, okay now they understood why Wesley has such severe trepidations. “Woah man!” They shot back, throwing their hands up as if admitting defeat, “I was just coming in to check on you!” Before Mirage could respond a sassy little huff could be heard from across the room. “It’s about time someone did!” Piped a soft feminine voice. “Wha- Ery!” Protested a very frustrated Mirage, who had turned around to face what appeared to be an intricately carved wooden marionette.
The puppet was sitting on a dark velveteen cushion that had been placed on a chair, with her hands folded neatly in her lap. Y/n vaguely recalled seeing her before, as Mirage often carried her around the building as a sort of comfort item. “You’ll have to excuse them dear,” the puppet apologized , “they’ve been in poor humor all day.” Y/n couldn’t help but chuckle at the little lady’s comment. (Earning them a killer side eye from the animatronic before them) The way she spoke was akin to that of a mother apologizing for her grumpy child who had missed their nap. “Well thank you for your concern, but I can assure you that Im just fine! Now if you’ll excuse us-” insisted the pale faced bot wasting no time attempting to shoo Y/n out of their room, much to Y/n’s annoyance, “We were quite busy before you arrived unannounced so goodbye and good day!” “Now hold on just one minute!” Y/n sassed, spinning to face the bot, “First of all I did not come in unannounced, I knocked!” “Thrice my love.” Added the puppet. “Thank you madam! Secondly I don’t wanna be here either!” Y/n continued as the puppet master began steadily backing up, seeking comfort in their beloved Ery. “Listen, since neither of us wanna deal with each other right now, why don’t we just get this over with. I’ll make it as quick as possible and we can both have some alone time.” They offered. Mirages head gave a odd little twitch as they mulled over the proposition. “That….that’s fair I suppose.” They sighed, picking up both Ery and her cushion before making their way over to their woodworking table, sitting themselves and the puppet down. “May I?” Y/n asked pointing at a free spot at the table. “It seems you’ve already decided.” Mirage grumbled. “Oh hush, you!” Ery chastised as Y/n took a seat, “Though I must ask darling, why is it you’ve come to visit us? I do admit not many people chose our company. Although I haven’t an inkling why.” The puppet remarked, nodding subtly toward Mirage, who in return gave a huffy little noise. Oh Y/n was gonna get along with her just fine.
“Wesley told me something happened today.” At this the twitching returned and the bot grew visibly nervous, beginning to stress stimm with their gloves. “It’s okay! You’re not in trouble!”
They attempted to no avail, “At least I don’t think you are….Anyway! He said you needed to recharge for a while but didn’t come out, so he was worried you weren’t charging properly.” Mirage looked down, then at Y/n before deadpanning “If he was so concerned why didn’t he come to me himself?” At this Y/n started to respond before stopping. What were they supposed to say? Y/n didn’t know Mirage very well (not that any of the employees did) but stating the obvious would hurt their feelings wouldn’t it? Sure they were more reclusive than the other two, but no one wanted to be told they were undesirable. No matter what Mirage might have wanted them to think Y/n figured they weren’t as threatening as they were made out to be. But on the other hand Mirage would know if they were lying to spare their feelings and that could be worse. “Oh you know how the poor boy is, scared of his own shadow.” Ery commented before Y/n could hesitate for too long.
They awkwardly chuckled in agreement before looking at Mirage who had looked askance. “I did recharge, earlier this morning.” They admitted, picking up Ery from her own chair and placing her on their lap. “You see dear, my love had to save me from some unsavory rapscallions. I thought it was quite romantic really.” She regaled, Mirage flustered at her flattery “But the woman in the coat didn’t share my sentiment I’m afraid. We were both a bit shaken up after that and well the others… weren’t helping.” As if on cue the muffled voices from before piped up again. “So those are the other puppets in there?” Y/n queried, motioning toward the chest from earlier. “They were being unpleasant, so we put them in a time out.” Ery said. At this the voices seemed to get angrier which prompted a response from their master, “Quiet, you lot!” The bot scolded, causing the voices to die down.
“So you just wanted a break?” Y/n inquired. Mirage gave a shy nod in response. They seemed less volatile now, but more nervous than before. As if hey we’re expecting to be punished simply for wanting some personal time. “Oh… I’m sorry that happened to you. Teenagers suck.” They comforted, “I won't tell Doc, and as agreed I’ll leave you be.” They stood up from the table making their way toward the door.
Wait, just like that? No grilling them for details? No snide remarks? No scolding them for missing work? “Wait!” The tall being beckoned jumping up from their seat, “You're leaving?” Y/n looked back at the jester quizzically. “Yesss? Did you want me to stay?” Mirage hesitated, why did they call to them? They did want them to leave, didn’t they? “It’s just that….You’re not upset with me? Really?” They inquired clutching their beloved Ery close to their chest. “Of course not!” Y/n snapped, “I’m sorry about before. I didn’t mean to be as snippy as I was, and I wasn’t even thinking that you might be just as tired as I was.” An odd warmth crept over the bot’s sensors. Sorry? Nobody had ever apologized to them before. “I’m not mad at you for wanting to take a break dude, I just wanted to make sure you were okay! Besides,” they leaned in, “If doc wants to bitch about it so bad I’ll just remind her caffeinated ass how often she’s outside puffing like a freight train instead of doing her job.” Ery nodded enthusiastically at this statement.
Mirage was dumbstruck. They felt…validated. Like for the first time someone was in their corner. (Other than Ery of course) Somebody who didn’t make them feel like they were crazy just for standing up for themselves. “Would you…perhaps like to see what I’ve been working on?” The bot asked cautiously, much to Y/n’s surprise. “Umm sure?” They answered their gaze following Mirage to a wooden drawer on their wood working table. The animatronic opened it to reveal an array of brightly colored yarn and thread, with some wooden beads rolling around, helter skelter. But that wasn’t all, as their gloves reached into the drawer to reveal a darling woolen doll. It was simple, for a head a wooden bead with a face painted on and thick jute for arms and legs, but the real craftsmanship was in the clothes. The dolly dawned golden hair made of embroidery thread and tied back in a bun. She also sported a white gown made from yarn and finished with a blue sash of satin ribbon. “Oh Mirage, She’s beautiful!” They breathed in awe. “If you like her so much, we can show you how to make one dear!” Ery prompted, giving Mirages sleeve a little tug. “Would you?” Said the star struck Y/n turning to the bot. “I suppose we could- Since Ery wants to of course!” They retorted. It seemed odd having someone besides their puppets in the workshop, but not as unpleasant as they expected. It felt…good to be wanted. And so Mirage spent the rest of the afternoon doing something they never thought they would enjoy….making friends.
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i can’t even celebrate the death of the queen because so many of the people doing that are cringe and i don’t want to be associated
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bumpscosity · 1 year
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Apparently there’s some publicity stunt going on with mariah carey tbh I’d rather have to deal with this gornochov shit than that
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childofaura · 1 year
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OK THE SONIC PRIME TRAILER DROPPED AND THIS IS GONNA BE A GOOFY CRITICISM BUT-
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ROUGE.
THEY COVERED UP ROUGE AND I HATE IT. THEY DID MY GIRL DIRTY.
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DAMMIT, THERE WAS NOTHING WRONG WITH HER OUTFIT!!!
Look I know this is something really dumb for me to be mad over and Sonic Prime still looks great. But we’re seeing a clear notion from the showrunners that they think Rouge’s OG outfit, her iconic look, is inappropriate. Like... they literally covered her whole body up, and I hate that. That little bit of skin she showed wasn’t bad, I didn’t grow up to be some degenerate because Rouge had a little cleavage showing. It especially bugs me because clearly no one else got any kind of costume revamp.
Also the costume is ugly as hell, it’s got no flair besides some slapped on heart buckles on the folds of her boots! Could they not have compromised and at least gone with her Heroes outfit?
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