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charliemotha · 3 years

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behold! i didn't see any otgw icebergs, so i made my own :)

if you think i should add something, lmk!!

Explanations under cut :)

First layer:

▪︎Beast!Wirt au - very popular au in which Wirt stays in the Unknown, possessed by the Beast to some extent.

▪︎Bad End Friends - Crossover AU of Beast!Wirt teaming up with Ice Finn from Adventure Time and Bipper from Gravity Falls; sometimes other 'bad end' au characters are thrown in such as a glitched Gumball from TAWOG

▪︎Irl Copies of the For Sara tape - Limited copies of the For Sara tape were sold at two points. They have yet to sell for a third time. (🤞🤞🤞)

▪︎Tome of the Unknown (pilot) - The Pilot of the series. Can be watched on YouTube.

▪︎Wirt Staying in the Unknown - In a scrapped ending, Wirt was to stay in the Unknown, saying that facing your real problems was scarier than staying there.

▪︎Mystery Kids - Crossover AU with other child-late teens aged characters from sources based on mysterious and supernatural themes such as Gravity Falls and Psychonauts.

▪︎Quincy Endicott's grave - Quincy's grave can be seen in the graveyard that Sara and the others are hanging out in.

▪︎Original Beatrice Voice Actress - Beatrice had a different VA in the pilot, Natasha Leggero. Melanie Lynskey voices her in the actual series.

▪︎The Woodsman's Daughter is Named Anna - The comics have several issues focused on his daughter, in which her name is revealed to be Anna.

▪︎Jason Funderburker's Ax Murderer Story - At the gathering in the graveyard, Funderburker is telling a story about a man with an ax; this story is believed to have influenced the existence of the Woodsman.

▪︎Full Versions of Songs in the OST - A handful of the songs are cut down for their appearances in the series and can only be heard in full on the OST. The most notable example is Old Black Train , which is actually 2 minutes and 15 seconds long, but is only in the series for about 15-20 seconds.

Second Layer:

▪︎Sara is named after the Fleetwood Mac song - Listen to it here :) it is notable that it includes lyrics about "drowning in a sea of love" and that Sara is "the poet of [the singer's] heart."

▪︎OTGW Reanimated - a reanimated project for the first episode. Got taken off of YouTube, but can be viewed on Dailymotion.

▪︎Baby Wirt Audio - In the For Sara cassette, there is a small section of audio that can be heard in about the middle of the recording of Wirt's father talking to him as a baby.

▪︎Funderburker/Funderberker - The two Jasons's surnames are spelled slightly differently to avoid confusion.

▪︎The Brothers Never Ate or Needed to Rest - Although Greg expressed being hungry, neither of the boys actually ate anything (outside of one spoonful of bland potatoes and inedible items such as dirt and leaves) and never laid down to rest, only sleeping when night came.

▪︎Book on Interior Design in Wirt's Room - In Wirt's from, a book on interior design can be seen laying on the floor, backing up the knowledge he displayed when analyzing the interconnected mansions.

▪︎Mad Love was Based on a Dream - The plot of Mad Love came from a dream that Pat McHale had about house hunting. In the dream, while exploring one of the houses being shown, he ended up wandering into someone else's home.

▪︎Beatriceoftheday - A blog dedicated to our lord and savior Beatrice, known for its strange shitposts and intense praise of the titular bird girl.

▪︎Wirt is Jealous of Greg's Popularity - Shown in the Circus Friends issue of the comics, Wirt is jealous of Greg's ability to make everyone laugh and have fun. This may factor into his dislike of his brother.

▪︎Greg was Feeding Fred at the Tavern - At first watching, one may be confused as to where all the food Greg was gathering went, why Fred was wearing lipstick and why he was refusing to talk to Beatrice. Shown in a deleted scene, this all explained, as Fred tells Beatrice that he didn't talk to her because Greg was feeding him.

▪︎Elijah Wood Voiced the Crazy Driver - Exactly what is says on the tin, the nutty driver was voiced by Wood.

▪︎Cloud City is Heaven - A popular theory that Cloud City actually represents Heaven.

▪︎Greg is Greg Universe - A headcanon/theory that has mostly died out that Greg is the same Greg in Steven Universe.

▪︎Bee Beatrice - Beatrice was originally cursed to become a bee, but was changed into a bluebird to match better with the seasonal autumn theme.

▪︎Pat McHale Voiced Wirt's Voice Crack - Wirt's voice crack when asking the Beast Are You? was actually done by McHale, not Wood.

▪︎The Other Actors Harassing Elijah Wood When Singing Wirt's Song - In order to make the performance as awkward as possible, the other actors were asked to yell and demand Wirt to sing. This can be heard in the episode.

▪︎Come Wayward Souls Has the Same Melody as O Holy Night - The song shares a cadence with "O Holy Night", and can be sung to its tune.

▪︎Black Turtles Origin/Purpose - No one knows why the black turtles exist, and McHale has said that they're just one of the unexplainable things of the Unknown.

▪︎Anna Never Left the House - In the aforementioned comics, it is shown that Anna had never left the house, living on her own until the Woodsman's return.

▪︎Sailor Suit Greg - Greg originally wore a sailor suit, but was changed later on to his current, Johnny Appleseed inspired outfit .

▪︎Beatrice Missing Being Able to Flip People Off - In the Art Book, Beatrice's introduction states that one of the reasons she hates being a bird is because she no longer has hands to flip people off with.

Third Layer

▪︎Jason Funderberker is Visually Based on a Teen Pat McHale - As seen here, Funderberker was designed after McHale.

▪︎Babes in the Wood is Based on an Old Alice in Wonderland Cartoon - You can view the original 1923 cartoon here! Starts at 4:25.

▪︎Wirt and Sara are Dipper and Mabel's Parents - A popular AU/hc where Dipper and Mabel of Gravity Falls are the future kids of Wirt and Sara.

▪︎The Tune of Wirt's Song is Improvised - In addition to the aforementioned harassment, in a further attempt to make the performance as awkward as possible, Elijah Wood was not given a tune to sing, only the lyrics.

▪︎Wirt's Costume Origin - As said in the art book and on his tumblr, Wirt's cone and cape come from an attempted rock and roll persona from McHale's teen years.

▪︎Greg is Based on Pat McHale's Son - It has been claimed that Greg is based on McHale's son, but Greg existed before him. The similarities are simply coincidental.

▪︎Old Scratch - The original name of the Beast.

▪︎The Beast Killed the Woodsman's Wife - Shown in the comics, The Woodsman's wife was mortally injured, with her attacker implied to be the Beast.

▪︎Wirt and Greg Staying in the Unknown Until Christmas - Another scrapped ending, in which the brothers stay in The Unknown until Christmas, with their absence unexplained.

▪︎Tome of the Unknown (original plot) - Early concepts had the Beast ( then known as Old Scratch as mentioned earlier ) scattering the pages of the titular book for the brothers to collect. Each page would come to life and the brothers would explore each story.

▪︎Dante's Inferno Comparisons - Check out these videos for full analysis!

▪︎Wirt Panty Shots - In the aforementioned Circus Friend comics, Wirt dons a dress as part of a disguise. Later on, he rips off the bottom half off, revealing that he is wearing bloomers.

▪︎The Beast's True Form was Inspired by Trypophobia - As stated in the art book, The Beast's hole-filled appearance was inspired by Trypophobia, the fear of many small holes.

▪︎The Fight is Over is About Drowning - Give the lyrics another read.

▪︎The Beast Last Minute Design Change - The Beast had a very different design, and it was changed into the current one at the last minute.

▪︎Gnome in Cloud City Representing Wirt - Many people believed that the Gnome with the lantern in cloud city was a parallel to Wirt, or a glimpse into his future. However, this was debunked.

▪︎Send Me a Peach - This song is included in the ost, but isn't in the actual series.

▪︎Fred and the Highwayman's Backstory - The comics expand upon the story of Fred the Horse and his involvement with the Highwayman.

Fourth Layer

▪︎Babes in the Wood Title Origin - The name of this episode comes from an old story of a pair of children getting lost in the woods, dying, and being buried in leaves by robins.

▪︎poorlydrawnotgw - This was a blog created during the poorly drawn series meme period. It consisted of poorly drawn and very strange shitposts and has since been deactivated. I was a part of it as mod Goopy Wirt and only have a handful of images saved from it.

▪︎Read and Listen Book Lost Audio - A read and listen book was created, with the book being read by Greg's Frog, who would stop every now and again to talk about being a frog. The pages can be found online, but the audio is currently lost.

▪︎Skinless Witch - A scrapped episode concept involved a skinless witch that kidnapped Greg and rode him like a horse.

▪︎Gentleman Burglar Wirt - A scrapped concept in which Wirt breaks into a woman's home, who is charmed by this young man who has come to visit her.

▪︎Animal Transformation - It was originally planned for Wirt and Greg to be turned into a bear/dog and a duck and remain that way for several episodes. This was later used in the comics.

▪︎The Unknown is influenced by Wirt's mind/interests - The Unknown is influenced by those who walk in it, in this case, Wirt. This includes the old timey mystical nature of it, as Wirt has been stated to have an interest in old folk tales.

▪︎Good Guy Beast/Black Train Scrapped Concept - In an earlier draft, the brothers were on a train, heading to what they assumed was death. They jump off, ending up in the Unknown. The Beast tries to get them back on the train, which turns out to be heading back to life.

▪︎Evil Woodsman - At one point, the Woodsman was intended to be under the influence of the Beast and tried to sabotage the brothers's attempts to return home.

▪︎Lorna Reading the Tome of the Unknown in the Epilogue - In the epilogue, Lorna can be seen reading the titular book from the aforementioned scrapped plot.

▪︎The Beast was Originally the Devil Himself - The Beast was first designed as a devil-like character, the aforementioned Old Scratch.

▪︎The Brothers Never Went Home/The Hospital is Part of The Unknown - a theory based on the fact that the edges of the screen are still blurred at the end of chapter 10, the rushed narration, and the lack of consequences of nearly drowning.

▪︎Beatrice Seeing Wirt Nude - In one of the comics, Beatrice accidentally sees Wirt while he is washing his clothes in the river.

▪︎Sara is a Descendant of Lorna - A theory that Sara is a distant relative of Lorna.

▪︎Exists in the Same Universe as Clarence and Home Movies - The most well known piece of evidence is the overhead shot of the town matching the town that Clarence is set in. Wirt and Greg also have a cameo in another episode, and one of the final episodes shows Brendon Small of Home Movies runs a movie rental store in the town, connecting all three series together.

Final Layer

▪︎Beast x Wirt - Also known as Poetree.

▪︎Candycone - Greg x Wirt.

#otgw #over the garden wall #iceberg #iceberg meme #iceberg image #otgw iceberg

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gumceline · 4 years

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another massive bubbline shipper here too say i got mad respect for this blog. as much as i stand by my ship 1000%, i also stand by the fact its totally okay too ship them with other people. i admit the bubbline fandom can be pretty toxic, but alot of us will stand by you. not only are you being super respectful even when you get hate, but you arent straight washing. also the way you looked at the negative parts of our community with understanding in last post, that was real great

oh i appreciate it! I prefer never to judge an entire fanbase by one dude because EVERY fanbase has THOSE people, no fanbase is ever perfect.

I really wished my experience with bubbline shippers had been better, it really was unfortunate to have countless hate, to have people make posts mocking me, to be put on “Lists to block”, not to mention that i legit had supportive friends who were bubbline shippers, but they pretty much turned their back on me, abandoned me, and called me a “Homophobic uncaring asshole”.

It really broke my heart dealing with the stuff i did, and i wasn’t perfect either, but i still don’t think i deserved what that was. I was a kid at the time, and was still having fun and i REALLY wanted to be a part of the fanbase because i love the series and loved the characters, but the fandom just....hated me.

Because i was a multishipper and had different opinions on the characters.

It really didn’t matter to them that i also shipped the characters with other female characters, or i said myself i don’t consider them straight. Because the fandom didn’t really care, they took one look and decided nothing i said mattered.

Being in the star fandom is widely different because the biggest ship there is Starco, a MXF (Which i personally don’t really like but that’s just me), and my favorite ship was...and still is Tom and Marco, because i love their chemistry so much and i genuinely consider them to be a much more believable relationship then the romance they wrote for star and marco.

And trust me, it’s always annoying if you don’t ship the most popular ship and like another pairing more but are succumbed to it everywhere regardless of the characters themselves.

But me not shipping star and marco didn’t make me someone who hated straight people, so i don’t think it’s collectively fair to tell anyone who may of liked marcy or bonnie with finn or maybe they ship them with a male oc of theirs....hate lesbians or were just homophobic.

it’s Like if i took finn out of his (Maybe) relationship with huntress and shipped him with....Tiffany (Who is a male character)...that wouldn’t mean i suddenly hated all straight couples and think finntress should burn.

That’s still a huge leap to jump to and extremely dangerous because you’re collectively accusing someone of something serious without really knowing much more about them then “They like this ship”.

Without any knowledge of them outside of that.

You could effectively damage their rep and make their time in the fandom a living hell out of something minor or something you just assumed, i would know.

I welcome progress, i am quite happy for the bubbline shippers who got their ship, heck...i’m STILL mad that we didn’t get poly tom x marco x star on star vs and felt VERY baited by the crew on that.

but even though i am happy for those people, i don’t think it’s validation to beat up on other shippers either, it does nothing for anyone’s case to do that. If the people are actual bigots who are actively acting terrible and throwing around nasty words and doing terrible stuff, then by all means, call them out.

But people who are just causally shipping stuff for fun? In a way it just feels like using them being a gay ship as a weapon against everyone else, because if they disagree with you and have a different opinion you can effectively boil them down to a bigot and no one might question it...especially when it’s the vast majority.

And that should not be acceptable to do, i ended up hearing from a friend of mine that this fandom actively started purging out other creators for having opinions people didn’t like, and now people are starting to regret that they shunned out so many members of the fandom based on things that were probably incredibly trivial in the long run.

And i get it, it’s an important ship, but it’s important as a rep of that ship to be respectful to others, because if not what you’ll end up doing is turn people away. I would like to be more celebratory of your success in getting the ship canon, but it makes it harder if i’m getting several messages asking when i’m deleting my “Hateful” blog because bubbline was now canon.

I’d like to get along with and support these people, but they don’t want to try and support me and have almost just decided to hate me and it sucks, and there’s not much i can do. That’s why i am thankful for those who don’t just immediately decided to judge me and want to know more about my views on the characters.

This of course does not apply to the community as a whole, not everyone is acting like this, but it is a problem and it has consequences and i hope the fandom does work on it in the future. Please do better in the future.

Now when it comes to shipping, I have my limits personally, like if the characters have canon sexualities i tend to stick to those sexualities, i for one, have a oc that’s gay. I effectively tell others if they make fanart with him for fun that’s great and i love it, but i want his sexuality respected if ships are involved.

Since the AT ones are left in the air, it means i am left to come up with my own ideas, so that’s what i do. I think everyone should be allowed in that regard to have their own interpretations, marcy could be bi, lesbian, ace,pan, ect and all of those are perfectly acceptable headcanons.

i don’t think one should be held superior over another.

I’ve never looked at Marcy or PG and said “Oh yeah, these two are so obviously straight”, they’re about as straight as a bent nail. XD The people who say this stuff clearly don’t follow me to know that they’re not treated as straight here and i think that’s just frustrating because it’s attacking for completely incorrect information.

And the main problem i think i have, like the biggest issue, is i see the F&C characters differently.

Because i know where the fandom is getting this impression people who these other pairings are homophobic is coming from, it’s because most of the fandom doesn’t really see those characters as much more then well...GB characters.

If i saw tomco, and one was turned to a girl to avoid them both being boys, i would be annoyed, i would, i wouldn’t assume the person was homophobic without other evidence but i’d be annoyed. (I mean for all i know it could be an au and i could be mistaking the situation entirely)

What makes this different for me, is because for one, these aren’t fan-characters, the fans didn’t make a genderbent world and design these characters for fun or anything. These were show characters, that were in episodes and have their own comics and all that.

The way the show approached them for me, makes me feel like they’re kinda misjudged, and people don’t have to agree with me on that fact. But i just feel like between them being fanfiction characters ice king made up, the fact their canon is different, the fact the characters do things the F&J characters don’t do, i just can’t help but feel like treating them as if they were something fans did for fun and have no difference outside of their gender is not the right approach for them.

(I mean ice queen died in one comic and has her own unique origin story which is apparently tied to cake’s, flame prince apparently speaks cat and is the most nervous and awkward cutie I've ever seen, gumball is apparently a card wars superfan and legit takes it WAY too seriously, i just can’t really look at these characters and say “Oh, these are all just Ice King, Flame Princess, and Princess Bubblegum but the opposite gender”).

I feel like the show does enough with them,and had a unique enough approach, that i feel like they should be judged as different characters. Like the redraws of regular episodes with the F&C characters are cute but they’re for fun and probably not what ice king wrote for them in his weird stories.

Like i can’t imagine ice king knew PB so well he made sure gumball had her entire backstory and motivations.

And i feel like the people who do enjoy these ships, heck, ALL FOUR of these ships, feel the same way i do. I’m sure some could def be shipping them for the wrong reasons, but i can’t help but think it’s less about their gender and more that other people recognize they’re different and have considered the different dynamics...like they would if they were shipping any other pairing.

And people don’t have to agree with any of us on that, but i don’t think the alternative should be to accuse us of something so heavily either.

These days i have newer friends who like bubbline who are chill with me, and yeah that’s cool, and i personally don’t really draw the ship myself because i’m still not too comfortable in the AT fandom or with the community right now....the situation with it never leaves me feeling safe frankly.

But we get along, they’re lovely, and the shippers who like bubbline but support the blog are also lovely people and i adore them.

At the end of the day i just want to have fun, i’m fine being in a small subsection of the fanbase and who knows, maybe i have gotten people to think about the F&C characters in a new light, i’m not sure.

But i hope maybe at some point the fandom can chill down and we can support each other without turning it into...whatever that entire situation is. Because i don’t want to be fighting with that community and would prefer to get along with them, but only time will tell.

But thanks for the support! I wish you the best ! I sometimes still have a lot to learn but i hope throughout this whole thing I've gone about it as respectful as possible.

I love the show and all the characters and the fun ships and relationships, i hope someday in the future i can be comfortable enough to get back into the fandom as much as i used to be! ^-^

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tuesdayscanons · 4 years

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seacoastcity-rp said:

ROLEPLAYER APPRECIATION TIME: IT’S TIME TO TELL SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE, AND APPRECIATE THEIR WORK; LET THEM KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THEM. SPREAD THE LOVE TO 10 OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS, AND IF YOU DON’T HAVE 10, THEN JUST SPREAD IT TO THE NEXT 10 ON YOUR DASH ♥

{ tagged by @gamblealife }

((Being tagged in this made my night better, so I hope I can do the same for y'all.

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{ I'd feel awkward if I tagged you twice, but it'd also feel weird if I didn't mention you at all...so I'm gonna write some stuff in these fancy brackets.

Firstly, I wouldn't have gotten the opportunity to write Fessie and Maddie if you hadn't made a point about wanting to interact with a Professor Squawkencluck. I'd seen pictures of her and she looked pretty cute, but I didn't really think about her again until then. The show seemed neato from what I saw on my dash and I figured that I'd give it a shot...and the rest is history.

I'm starting to ramble, but I love the ships we've made together and it's always a pleasant surprise when I'm greeted with a flood of asks from you even if I've been really slow at answering them. There's so much potential to explore and I'm looking forward to writing more threads with you!}

@dragcnsden

I'm tagging your hub because it wouldn't be fair to leave out any of your stellar rp blogs.

I've told you time and time again how much I love writing with you, how wonderful your art & ocs are, how wonderful YOU are...but I couldn't help but remind you again.

I have the message you wrote me on that one post on my phone screen so I can go back and read it whenever I'm feeling bad about myself. I go back and reread your messages often (no matter how many times I've read them)...to think that you'd do the same in return feels kinda surreal in a way. I'm glad that I bring you as much joy as you bring me because you completely deserve it! >v< ♡

@softceruleanmuses

You're such a nice person and I enjoy seeing you on my dash. The threads with Violet and Goosewing are so precious. They have such a nice dynamic (though poor Violet is gonna need a lot of patience). I'm so glad you reached out to me and excited about writing with you more in the future.

@blue-cat-blues

You rp Gumball so well...I absolutely adore his interactions with Anais. I'm also excited about the new multi-muse you made and I'm looking forward to interacting with you there too. :3

@sxmeone-always-gets-hurt

You have one of the best portrayals of Donald I've ever seen. He's stern, yet caring...I enjoyed the threads we wrote together and hope to get the opportunity to write with you again on your Duckula blog.

@butlerofthecount

Tbh, I associate you with Igor (and just the 80's Count Duckula in general). You and DJ were probably the first people who introduced me to the show and I'm glad that you are still passionate for the show. I really want to interact with your Igor more, as well as your multimuse.

@builtperil

Seeing you on my dash feels comforting. You've been there for me for a long while now and that means a lot to me. Your portrayal of Dexter is excellent—I hear his voice in my head whenever I read one of your posts. I love your blog aesthetic too! I'd really like to interact with you more sometime.

@gearloosened / @boydbeaks-exe

I'm not sure if you'll see this since you haven't been active lately, but I've spent hours on end exploring all sorts of AUs with you and it still makes me happy to see your personal posts even though we haven't been talking as much lately. You're really creative and your Gearloose Angst is top notch! Your art is beautiful too! I think you're a rad person and look forward to seeing whatever you create next.

@cacklingfools

When I was trying to think of blogs to include in this post, you came to mind. I know it's been a while since we've interacted, but I still think you're cool and I'd like to have an opportunity to write with you again. :>

@elviraduck

You write and draw so well. I love seeing the ocs you create! I still remember Florence...

We don't really talk as much anymore, but I still smile when I see you post or when you reblog something of mine to your resource blog.

and last, but certainly not least...

@carebr

Gosh, I remember back a few years ago when I was anxious about reaching out to you because I thought you looked so cool and I wasn't sure that you'd want to interact with me.

You might as well be a Care Bear because you're as sweet as one! I can't help but smile every time you message me—your joy and excitement are infectious! I'm so lucky to have a friend as supportive as you.

It makes me happy to see that you've been sharing your art more too. Your style is so unique and full of personality. I always love it when you share your art with me.

I could go on for ages, but I just want to give you a HUGE thank you. You make me feel valued and I hope I do the same for you. ovo ♡

And to the rest of y'all, I appreciate all of my superb followers/mutuals! I wouldn't be keeping up with this blog if it wasn't for your support. ♡ ))

#ooc tag #long post #((i didn't think i could come up with ten))#((but i did))#((hopefully i don't make anyone feel left out))#((i meant to post this last night but it got longer than expected))

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pikawarrior · 4 years

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1, 5, 10, 13, 14, 15,18, 21, 25, 26, 30?

1. your favourite playlist (made by yourself or someone else)

Either my 'all time favs' or 'calm'

5. 5 tv shows that cheer you up

Amazing world of gumball, uhhh [insert more shows]

10. something you’ve created in the last year that you’re proud of (a playlist, a piece of art, some writing, a craft hobby, a social media account, etc)

Hmmm either the fanart i made u or the human version of friends bunny oc (the one in the big gift™)

13. the last so-bad-it’s-good joke you heard

[Gif of a shaking spear] 'hey guys its a shakespeare'

14. an artist (of any kind) whose work you look forward to seeing

@i-suck-at-username-s ! (Also if ur reading this remember the ask blog exist)

15. the last tv episode that made you laugh out loud

I dont remember

18. a book series you can always escape in

'Dear Dumb Diary'!

21. a youtube video you find useful, entertaining or relaxing

Something's Not Right by River Spirit

25. a game you’re playing that takes your mind off things

Minecraft or Outer Worlds

26. the film you watched most recently that you could watch again and again

Wolf childen! (I still cry watching it)

30. a song that makes you want to have a boogie round your bedroom

Victorious by Panic! At the disco

#moonspeaks #friends

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quackspot · 5 years

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ok i want to talk about my cookie run ocs so i will but below the cut because thats just how it be sdkljklsjklea (im going to TRY not blab out everything i think so then if you want you can send asks)

FROG!!

ok so hes a liddol baby . he likes to hang out with sand ! theyre best friends and sometimes go to beaches and other places together. he’s very sweet and a little quiet. just a baby.

speaking of sand here they are!!! they dont talk much but when they do it sometimes freaks cookies out due to it being a drippy sand hole like

frog doesnt care about it too much . sometimes he tries to put sticks or something in their mouth just to see what’d happen. sand just eats the stick

rabbit’s foot is ! very lucky to say the least. hes also pretty gullible and easily fall for tricks but due to his luck they never seem to work out. very rarely does something harmful happen to him, though things like disappointing or saddening other cookies can happen.

SPEAKING of disappointing or saddening cookies... fun dip! he’s often disappointed due to his tricks not working on rabbit’s foot but that only motivates him more. someone once said he looks like he’d be gumballs brother and honestly that’d be a chaotic pair of siblings (while im hesitant about canon relations with ocs..... who cares????). so yeah fun dip and gumball are brothers.

rabbit’s foot is very much like a young child (though he is aware of a lot of things, he just has a personality alike to a young child. not a brain alike to a young child) and fun dip is a goofball prankster.

almond is very grumpy and they want to be a powerful wizard . honestly if they knew how to contact de or find her they would. also they are very emotional but tend to bottle it up (becuase in their tags on their ref its like “bad boy or crybaby” and i was like ‘’ok both’’).

they dont hang around cookies often

and now for your local gamer boy. basically mlg jokes all the way around. mtn dew cookie references all that old stuff! theyre likely aware of other things too but theyre like “ah, nah, no thanks bro lolololol” and somehow they have that one robotic male voice? you know the one in all of cowbelly’s videos that reads the memes? yeah that one. idk how to describe it

they also live off of doritos! besides their pet because it’s kind of obvious that’s a different dorito (plus g4m3r br0 has been existing for a while so it’d taste bad)

(mtn dew cookie is pangender)

garlic cooky! hes a dad and he’s married but that was on ponytown . i made him when me, kiley, and jamie decided to make a lil oc family . kiley made bread cookie his husband and jamie made butter, their daughter. garlic cookie had a very chaotic family when we all actualy messed around on there !

he also adopted some one’s herb pony on ponytown who acted very feral . we joked about dog with a blog because garlic called him the family dog . garlic cookie thinks toe toe (what he named the feral herb) is a dog unironically. like legit. also he’s a vampire ! he’s allergic to himself but isn’t dead yet somehow.

i could talk more about his family but yeah !

ravioli ravioli give me the formuoli (this oc was made on ponytown as well ! she acts like plankton)

she is a gremlin. pretty small. why is there so much evil in you, little cookie? also i was playing with styles in that doodle so like ? if you want me to draw in that style a bit more then just mention it

ngl i dont like how i doodled corn dog in that one but! corn dog is a baseball player and she’s very much ur classic jock. but nicer. she will want to play with you no matter what you want to play she loves ball games ! considering shipping her with orange cookie for some reason idk why but. if you want corn dog x orange then ig just ask for it sdkljdsljskl ;) i might doodle it too. corn dog x orange x lime? maybe but probably not since it seems like lime would get too jealous too easily

ASIDE from ships i really like how i first drew corn dog

what i struggled with with my doodle was her hair and i need to practice that a bit so i might look up things to practice with that ;-O

birthday cake ! he is chaotic party. very energetic. i completely imagine him whacking his face right into cake at a birthday party like if u gave him the 2nd anniversary cake his message would just be like. “*SPLAT* feels good on my face!” just to make it obvious he threw his face into the cake. also he has eyes he just likes to cover them up. maybe he’s blind but i based the blind fold thing off of terezifjseakljklw jklfjkldjkl jfkljwlkjioKLSJKLFJEKLRwer

gasoline cookie! i only made this character just recently on ponytown. he is very tired and lacking energy and is overall soggy in a sense. party pooper and very serious. i made this guy because i was joking like “if there were a gasoline they’d have a tension with fire spirit thats like ‘’DONT DRINK MY HAIR’’ or something” and then i made him

JAM!!!! they are my baby child and i love them a lot! i even made a blog for them but idk if its still up uhhh @cookiestuckinspace ! send asks there if you’d like i guess? the blog is very dead. mtn dew is also there! there’s also unicorn cookie but i didn’t draw her.

they are a very sweet cookie who wishes to befriend many aliens! they’ve learned many languages and often mixes things up (as in, like, you know, accidentally saying an alien idiom in english or an english idiom in alien, forgetting words from either language then trying to describe it then BAM remembering. probably said an alien idiom in ANOTHER alien language while speaking in an english conversation). they know plenty of written languages and honestly? they try so hard to make sure every one is heard. theyre not very professional and theyre kinda bad at driving a ship

whcih is why they let their space buddy drive the ship! yeah their dog, buddy, drives a spaceship. its funky but their dog is literally a spaceship itself.

phoenix!!! i only made him because.... on ponytown there was a mythical beast cult. he likes bugs and orange juice i think? capri suns? i dont know but i think he’s had a drink from a juice box before. theres not much about him but! yeah

RYE COOKIE! hes not really exactly a cookie. more like bread than gingerbread, if you catch what i’m throwing. jam tries really hard to be his friend but he doesnt speak any of hte languages jam knows and jam is trying really hard to figure out what he speaks so they can be friends.

thats all i guess ! please send asks about them or say “would ___ and ___ be friends?” i like to think about the relationships my ocs would have with each other !

heres the image i posted earlier with all my ocs with their names! if you read through this then i love you and have a good day <3

#cookie run ocs #ocposting #haha yeah i could talk about my fandomless ocs too ! i have too many object ocs and im not truly TOO much into object shows . not as much as #i used to be #i really like how i drew almond cookie!

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wickedwitchofthenorth · 5 years

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Tawog Positivity Week, Day 3, Human AU.

So, I’m going to do something a little different today. Instead of a drawing, you get a fic! I have a human au verse (Well, mostly human.) for my Darwin rp blog so I wrote a fic tweaking his backstory for it a little bit, but hopefully not too much. Fic under the cut. Enjoy!

Gumball rushed out of the mall, confused. He knew Darwin was here, he could feel it, but where was he? He scanned the crowd looking for him when his gaze fell on a boy about his age. He was ragged and dirty and he appeared to be crying. He didn't know why but he felt like he knew him somehow. He wanted to help him but first he had to find Darwin. He listened to his heart for another clue, but it seemed to be pointing him right toward this kid. But how could that be? Unless…...there was no way, it wasn't possible, was it? “Darwin?” He whispered. Darwin turned around, he thought he heard someone say his name, even though there was no way he could have heard that whisper. His gaze landed on Gumball and his eyes lit up. “Gumball?” He whispered in awe, he couldn't believe it, he found him, he actually found him! Gumball's eyes lit up too. That reaction confirmed it, it really was him. “Darwin!” He shouted and he began running toward his best friend. Darwin saw this and ran toward him as well. They met up and almost tackled each other in a hug. Both had tears streaming down their face and they were holding each other tightly, like they never wanted to let go. Gumball couldn’t believe that he was actually hugging Darwin. He never thought that he would be able to do this, for many reasons, not the least of which was that he was afraid he would never see him again. But he found him, he was here, and now he could actually touch him. He was going to have to ask him about that when this hug was over. Meanwhile a huge wave of relief spread through Darwin. Finally, he was here, he found Gumball, it was over. It was all over. Eventually they broke the hug but they still kept each other in arms reach. “Darwin, is that really you?” Gumball asked in disbelief. Darwin nodded as a response. “Wha-what happened to you? You look human!”

“Yeah. I think I am one now. Is that ok?” Darwin asked shyly.

“Oh my gosh, yes! Yes! it's great!” He said. He immediately swept Darwin in for another hug. He couldn't believe it. He got his best friend back, and he was human now too! “But how?”

“I don’t know how.” Darwin admitted. “But I know why.” Gumball’s tears flowed even harder. He couldn’t believe that he would do all this for him. Gumball opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by his parents, who had finally caught up with him. “Gumball! There you are! What’s going on sweetie? Who’s this? Why are you crying?” Nicole asked him with concern. She was confused. Gumball was crying, but he sported the biggest smile she had ever seen. He was holding onto a kid that she had never seen before who had the exact same look on his face. There was something a little familiar about the kid, but she couldn’t put a finger on what it was.

“Mom! Dad! You guys are never gonna guess who I just found!” Gumball said excitedly.

“Who did you find sweetie?” Nicole asked. Gumball and Darwin looked at each other, eyebrows raised. They had just realized that his parents didn’t recognize Darwin with his new human appearance. How on earth were they going to convince them it was him?

“Guys…..it's me, Darwin, your goldfish? Well, I guess ex-goldfish now. I know I look a lot different, but it’s true! I can prove it!” He pushed his hair back to reveal gill slits around his neck. Nicole and Richards jaws dropped and Gumball looked at him in awe.

“Whoa! You still have your gills?” Gumball asked.

“Yeah, I guess not everything about me changed.” Darwin told him. Both Nicole and Richard stared at him with their mouths agape. Could it really be possible? Could this really be Darwin? He did have gills, and his voice was the same, and he was looking at Gumball with an expression of pure relief on his face. It all added up, he was exactly who he said he was. “Darwin?!” Nicole said in disbelief. Darwin nodded as his tears started back up again. Their shocked expressions shifted into smiles. “Oh my gosh, Darwin!” “I can’t believe it!” “You came back!” Both of them chattered excitedly. “You’re not mad at us or anything are you?” Richard asked. “Because I’m really sorry….”

“It’s ok. I know you didn’t flush me on purpose Mr. Watterson.” Darwin said. Before he knew it he was being picked up and lifted into Richard’s embrace. Richard had always had a soft spot for Darwin, ever since he’d met him in the van, and he was really glad to see him again, no matter what species he was now. “Please son, call me dad.” He told him. Darwin’s eyes widened, did this mean what he thought it did?

“Ok Mr. Dad.” Darwin said. Richard smiled and didn’t bother to correct him. He figured that he would get it eventually. While Richard had picked him up, Nicole looked Darwin over and instantly her mothering instincts had kicked into gear. The child was dirty, had cuts and bruises all over himself, and he looked exhausted. What on earth happened to him when he was trying to get back to Elmore? She needed to get Darwin home quickly so she could help him and keep him safe. “Darwin! Your little feet!” She gasped. She couldn’t help herself, his feet were in the worst shape of all. They were all bruised and cut up, evidently he had made the whole journey barefoot. She was surprised that he would be able to stand on them at all.

“Oh, hold on!” Gumball said. He then proceeded to take his shoes off and hand them to Darwin. “Here.” Nicole tried to tell him that it probably wouldn’t work, that they probably had different shoe sizes, but Darwin had already started putting them on, looking at the worn shoes like they were the greatest things he’d ever been given. Probably because they were.

“Thank you. I’ll never take them off.” Darwin said. Richard and Nicole decided to put the kids in the car and take them home. Darwin had been away long enough, he needed to get home right away. They dug out a spare car seat for Gumball and put Darwin in it, luckily they were the same size now, as Nicole gave him a kiss on the forehead and ruffled his hair.

“By the way, I like your new look.” Richard told him as they were buckling up both kids.

“Really? I didn't exactly choose it.” Darwin said, shocked.

“I know, but I still like it. It suits you.”

“Thank you.” Darwin whispered. He had been afraid that he would be rejected for his new human form, so hearing approval for it shocked him to his core. Richard smiled to himself. He might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was pretty good at reading feelings and he had picked up on the fact that Darwin was feeling nervous and overwhelmed about his new form. He wanted to make him feel better, reassure him that he was still loved despite his new human appearance. Besides, he meant what he said, he really did like the way he looked now. The combo of his darker skin and hair with his bright green eyes was striking and, combined with his personality, Darwin as a little kid was adorable.

“So, how did you manage to get back to Elmore?” Nicole asked him.

“I’ll tell you, in the form of a song.” Darwin said. But before he could all of his traveling caught up with him and he crashed. Gumball followed soon after as all of this excitement was a bit too much for him. Both parents decided not to wake them up, they could tell that Darwin needed the rest and they hadn’t seen Gumball so still in forever. So, quietly, the Watterson family made their way back home.

#tawog #The Amazing World of Gumball #human au #tawog positivity week 2019 #tawogpositivityweek2019 #Darwin Watterson

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dope-squish · 6 years

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Programmed And Damned [ RK800 Connor X Reader ] [ Detroit: Become Human ] - Chapter Two - Software Instability

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"What do you have to say about my new appearance, lieutenant?"

Hank heaved out an exasperated and exaggerated sigh, murmured an incoherent complain under his breath and gradually whipped his head around to see whatever the reason Connor was trying to gain his attention only to produce a loud disturbed yelp upon sighting Connor sporting a white oversized shirt imprinted with a tacky logo of some form of anarchy, unbuckled and ripped pants dangerously dipping down from his pelvis, blinding blings encrusted with fake diamonds and of course, the black and white bandana enveloped around his lower face. Hank took a step back away from the prototype, examining him from head to toe. "Jesus, what the fuck are you wearing?" Hank questioned in disdain, disturbed by what he was seeing. No amount of bleach and brainwashing session can erase this nightmare he was seeing. What has been seen cannot be unseen.

Connor was quick to sense this negativity coming from Hank and in order to enlighten him and make an understanding, he answered in an explanation, pulling down his bandana that covered his nose and mouth. "I have thoroughly researched about the participants in these Underground Android Clashes. I learned that most people in there are with multiple criminal records and are considered to be intimidating. The best way to blend in with them and avoid increase of suspicion is to look as intimidating as they are. Hence, after downloading data about intimidation tactics from several trusted websites, I concluded wearing a gangster attire would do it."

"Do you even know what the hell a gangster is?"

"Of course I do. Gangster, a member of an organized group of violent criminals. Gangsters are also a common and popular - though not to an extent as bad boys - trope for authors to use in writing a story." Connor replied. "Do not worry. This will only be a temporary disguise until our investigation in the Clash is over. I don't have any intention to keep this up after. Unless you would rather me in this outfit."

Hank vigorously shook his head in denial. "Hell no! No fucking way am I going in there with you looking like disaster on foot."

Connor tilted his head mildly, pupils dilating out of curiosity. "Then what do you suggest I do? Arriving simply in my uniform will give away our identities in an immediate."

"Just . . . Just wear that shit you always wear but just remove the blazer. Maybe tussle your a little bit and lessen being such a pain in the ass? I don't know. Don't ask anymore stupid questions."

Connor's brows knitted together as he slowly put the puzzle pieces together and formed a correct inquiry. "Are my new clothes making you uncomfortable, liuetenant?"

Hank averted his eyes from Connor's burning stare. If android eyes were upgraded with laser beams, Hank would certainly drop dead with a pair of scorching holes on the back of his head. "They're making my eyes cry blood now get a move on before I change my mind about this case."

Connor is completely aware of Hank's growing disturbance to the sight his newly acquired clothing. Desiring to get in Hank's good side for better communication and work related partnership, he should be doing as told without question and tinge of reluctance but seeing as he was required by CyberLife to attain good and harmonious relation with him, he finds that forming this odd human concept called friendship was a good approach to his side objective. But befriending this spitfire of a man was a lot difficult and was taking unnecessarily longer than what his software is frequently used to. How could he get Hank Anderson - who has a strong and unfaltering hatred for androids - on his good side and havethe mission accomplished in an even more efficient manner? Connor paused for a brief moment to study everything, disregarding the confusion settling itself on Hank's facial expression as he browsed through the internet - how to be friends with a grumpy old man who works for the police force and hates you with all his might? (being specific is mandatory for he needed specific solution). In one website, it says that initiating bantering is a good start to make friends. If said answer is correct, then Hank wouldn't mind.

Connor flashed him what he hoped Hank would consider friendly and inviting, the corners of his lips curving upwards almost painfully. He wore only a light and nearly nonexistent smile but not being used to smiling, his lips cannot accomodate well and he struggled maintaining it. "But lieutenant, I don't see any blood coming out of your eyes."

His pitiful attempt and idea of joking was a little off - most probably completely - and this was his first attempt to do so that it almost made Hank to consider faking his fit of laughter just so Connor wouldn't feel bad.

Who was Hank kidding? Why would Connor feel anything at all? He was an android and it was a known fact that androids don't feel emotions. How pitiful.

"I'm in a neutral mood right now. Don't fuck this up for me." Informed Hank, his stern gaze directed to Connor.

Connor was not at all astonished by Hank's displeasing response to his banter. From the very beginning as he was conjuring up his plan, the probability of his success was lower than five percent but he thought it wouldn't hurt (not like anything will) to try. With an obedient nod, Connor quipped, "I'll go get changed."

***

After briefly dropping by Cherry Downtown Bar (courtesy of Hank stubbornly refusing to make any sort of progress in their investigation without consuming an alarming amount of liquor to keep him up and going), prototype RK800 Connor and lieutenant Hank Anderson presently stood right before an abandoned candy factory where broken window, neglected equipments and several layers of dust collected in the years were the only things visible in any entities' vision. Aforementioned factory was formerly used to make sweets such as lollipops, gumballs and bubblegums but upon being rat out by one of its own concerned and guilt ridden employee that they have been secretly slipping in red ice in certain candies for notorious drug dealing syndicates from all over the world, they were immediately shut down and the manufacturers, along with their partners in business, were put on custody and were to remain behind bars for thirty years.

Connor cautiously surveys the area with his enhances pupils and his brows connected with one another, perfectly mirroring an arch. "Lieutenant," Connor calls out as Hank advance forward to the metal door undoubtedly leading to the location of the arena. "I have a bad . . ." At this, Connor trailed off in uncertainty as he ponders over a better substitute rather than typically using the term feeling. ". . . suspicion about this Clash.

Hank scoffed at his spoken words, eyes flickering away from the door and to the android detective. "Are you chickening out now?" He bellows. "I postponed my drinking for this shit."

Connor shakes his head in a vigorous manner, the stray lock of hair over his forehead bobbing along with his motion. "No, I am not chickening out, as you say. I am merely expressing my concern for this case we're investigating."

Hank nodded absently as he lifted his right fist up in the air and rapped his knucles on the metal door a few times. Connor stood awkwardly behind him like an obedient android rookie some deemed as, spine perfectly straight and hands behind his back, his coin effortlessly and smoothly rolling on his fingers. It didn't take long before a perfectly proportioned male - roughly around the age of late twenties - slide the door to the side in the slightest bit, only revealing to them half of his eccentric tattoed face and partly shaved head on the left.

[ Name - Lucas Gray

Age - 27

Criminal Record/s - Drug abuse ]

Lucas snarled at the sight of the old man and his android, irritation etching on his face. "Move your ass, you have no business here."

Lucas Gray motioned to shut the door right before them but Hank - regardless of his old age - reacted swiftly. Just as their only passage inside was to close, Hank wedged his foot within the gap, efficiently disabling Lucas to do as he earlier pleased. Said male glowered at Hank, the annoyance glossing over his eyes intensifying. "Damn right I have some business here." And with that, Hank pointed behind him - right at Connor whose look could only be described as perplexed - with the use of his thumb. "I have some fresh blue blood here."

Lucas momentarily paused his movements to examine the both of them and from his calculations and the way the man was knitting his eyebrows together, Connor knew he was to let them in sooner or later. Not that Lucas trusted them - no, no - but because of what Hank had stated earlier. From the acquired information about these Clashes two years ago, mentioning blue blood to the bouncer is basically the password to enter the abandoned factory and to the Clashes. One would think the people behind the construction of Underground Android Clashes would be brilliant enough to alter the password every now and then to secure their secret, but then again, who had time to change passwords when all people really want was to watch androids tear their own species?

Producing a disgruntled grunt, Lucas retreated a few steps back in order to pull the door wider to give them a way to enter. Heeding no instruction, Connor automatically followed Hank's footsteps, politely acknowledging the bouncer with a firm nod to which the latter rolled his eyes at in response. "Good fucking luck with the Clash," He murmured gruffly as they passed by his towering figure before shutting and locking the door behind them. "You're gonna need it."

Connor halted in his footsteps as his programming instantly took the precious liberty to correct Lucas. He surfed through multiple websites for the scientific and realistic meaning of the term luck but found no such luck (Connor's LED turned yellow for a split second at the realization he somehow managed to conjure up a pun, as humans call it). Whirling around, Connor speaks, "There is no such thing as luck. It is nonexistent. Life is merely a series of probability."

Connor's lips desired to provide more information about the concept of luck but was rendered silent upon noticing Lucas glare over at his direction, hands curling and lips contorting to an ugly scowl. Before an argument could arise and possibly jeapordize the whole investigation, Hank grabbed Connor by the back of his collar and carelessly dragged him away from Lucas, distantly telling the man, "Sorry about this one! I think it's mentally challenged as an android!"

Connor instantly perked up at this. Once Lucas' interest on them diverted, Connor questions, "I haven't heard of a mentally challenged android before. Is there such thing now? Did CyberLife create a new kind of android? I am unaware of this."

Hank looked back at him, releasing the fabric from his hold. "There is one now."

Perplexed from the unfolded information, Connor leaned forward. "Really? Where is it? Is the public already aware of this new android?" He asked with an innocence of a child, painfully oblivious to the underlying message Hank was trying to relay to him.

Hank gawked at him with incredulousness glimmering in his eyes before shaking his hear in disbelief, sighing defeatedly. "Nothing, nothing, just forget about it. That's not what we're here for anyways."

Connor's software erased all remaining interest on the false information of a newly created android and highlighted his main objective - the exact reason why they even found themselves inside a malodorous and unsanitary factory. His fingers subconciously surfaced to fasten his tie but stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he recalled he had left his suit jacket and tie in the police car at Hank's request - more like demand. He involuntarily twitched at the sudden change.

Hank narrowed his eyes suspiciously upon having caught on Connor's involuntary movement. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing to be of your concern, lieutenant." Connor responded to his quiry as smoothly as he can as he generated his software to momentarily adapt to the lack of suit jacket and tie. Thankfully, his coin was not confiscated inside the police car. "Come on, we must continue with the case. Every second counts."

They ventured further into the corridor where horrendously ugly (save for some who actually had some sense of artistry in them), gruesome, sentimental, gothic and lewd graffiti drawn all over the walls, overlapping one another. There were damp cartons filled to the brim with tissue papers, half empty bottles of liquor scattered all over the place with a few shredded advertisments for the Eden Club and purchase of red ice. The place held pungent stench that could make humans wrench in disgust. Connor was mildly impressed Hank maintained a neutral calmness inside a chaotic place like this. He had formerly thought he'd unpleasingly react to the state of the factory.

"What a fucking mess. What did I expect from these people, honestly? My place looks like paradise compared to this. At least I use air freshener." Hank commented as he cast his gaze around, clumsily stumbling a few times as he comes across a few empty bottles. "Hell I can't wait to get out of here."

Nevermind. Connor thought.

Reaching the end of the corridor where a dim light resonated and obnoxious cheering from the people came, they were met by a drunkenly staggering man holding onto the walls for balance, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth and red bloodshot eyes which only Connor could guess was caused by guzzling red ice. "Outta my way, pricks." He slurred in a pathetic attempt of trying to sound menacing as Connor and Hank parted to make way for him.

The man struggled along the way as he tried to approach the exit, occasionally crashing on the obstacles along the way. Connor could only watch him in interest. "Do you think he'll return to his residency safely?" Asks Connor and turns to regard Hank. "His car keys are dangling from his belt; he obviously owns a car and it is also quite obvious he is in no condition to drive."

Dismissively, Hank waved his hand. "Bah, just forget about him. A little incident won't hurt anyone. It'll teach him a valuable lesson when he can't learn the easy way."

"But wouldn't he sustain grave injuries if this little turns out to be huge? Or the worse outcome yet - death."

"Depends on how stupid that man is. Let's just hope he's too drunk to even get to his car and pass out on the way." Hank spared a glance at the intoxicated man and jeered as he saw him plummet to the carton of tissues, a curse leaving his lips. "Look at him, I bet he can't even tell the difference between water and tissue papers."

What greeted them as they both entered the main area of the factory was expected. The corridor gave them enough hints. Hollering humans cheering for their android of choice with either betting cash or alcohol in their hands, trashes of all sorts spreading out like an ocean, grease and other stains of unidentified liquid tainting the whole place - this site was one step behind from being a junkyard. From below the upper bleachers, the arena stood proudly.

[ SOFTWARE INSTABLITY ^^^ ]

He took one insignificant step within the premises of the main area when his software instability began drastically increasing with no particular source. With burrowed eyebrows, Connor intently studied these anomalous pop ups perched precariously on his peripheral vision like an annoying insect latching in spoiled food to feast upon. His LED colored itself yellow and red, flickering from time to time as he ran an analysis on his software but alas, no peculiarity was discovered.

He was in perfectly good condition - too perfect in actuality - so there was no reasonable explanation as to why these warning were appearing out of the blue. Not only that but the accelerating thrumming of his thirium pump vibrated against his chest - something he had never encountered before in his existence.

Hank strode a few good meters away from Connor and rested his right arm on the cold metal railing, his upper body leaning forward to get a closer inspection on the arena. As to not inject anymore irritation directed to him, Connor instantly went after him and stood next to him, securely evading all obstacles along the way. Hank snorted, eyes trained on the arena and the six androids circling around it right in front of metals doors, generously far from each other. "Seems like we got here right on time. The Clash will probably start in five minutes or so." He informed and a grimace formed on his face. "What the fuck is that man doing to that android?"

Connor cast his gaze downwards, to where Hank was directing his line of sight and located an aggresive man leering down on his fear stricken android as though it was dirt on the sole of his shoe.

It didn't take Connor a second to deduce the android was not normal as it seems. "It's deviant," Pointed out Connor, his left hand over the railing.

Hank sent him a glimpse. "What?"

Using his index finger, Connor aimed his finger at the android. "The android there is a deviant. As you already know, android don't feel emotions. But deviants do. And that android there is clearly showing signs of intense fear."

Hank nodded and returned his sight on the newly appointed deviant in Connor's perspective. Connor could hear Hank saying something, commenting something unfavorable about how the man was treating the android (why would he be concerned for an artificial human?) but it was an undurable pull that caused him to neglect Hank. His steadfast posture wavered in the slightest as his form was forced to move by this mysterious pull of nature and he soon found himself facing a particular direction a little further away from the human and his android turned deviant.

It was an android - how common. [ Hair Color ] [ Hair Length ], [ Eye Color ], and did he mention it was an android? Now upon observation, nothing about it was out of the ordinary nor was there anything special about it. If ever asked why it somewhat stood out amongst the other androids participating in the Clash, Connor will simply reply it was because of its unfaltering and intimidating stance, a total contrast to the other androids who merely stood motionless with a blank visage. Probably in normal circumstances, he wouldn't have spared a single glance at its direction. Hell, he wouldn't even learn of its existence until the Clash begins. The only reason he set his eyes in it was because it seems to be the sole source of his increasing instability in his software, LED shinning red, and thirium pump palpitating.

There must be a malfunction I cannot detect. Or this android did something to me.

[ NO INFORMATION AVAILABLE ]

A quiet gasp tumbled from his lips. How can there be no information about this androi - "Connor?"

Connor's body twitched. He wanted to respond to Hank's voice, to heed his superior, to obediently follow with no speck of defiance the orders programmed in his software by CyberLife but as the saying goes, expect the unexpected - for the first time in his existence, Connor refused to listen to his instructions.

Connor's LED turned yellow in frustration. He lost count of how many times he scanned the said android and every time he got the same result. Who is that android?

And what makes it so special, so excluded from the others, that it caused him to disobey CyberLife?

His question was answered when he came into gradual realization that the android was staring at him, its pair of [ Eye Color ] eyes fixated on him like it was studying him, admiring him. Connor's jaw dropped - It wasn't the most beautiful android in Detroit, its features were plain and common among humans, but why was he so stunned, so fascinated by this android?

[ SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ ]

***

Stop. Just stop. Please just stop this nonsense.

[ SYSTEM ERROR ^^^ ]

Regardless of your extremely futile attempts to at least postpone the pop ups of your system errors - you hated the thought that they might be the reason to your defeat, if ever - it continously reappeared at the side of your vision. Your LED whirred and turned red in alarm.

Six minutes had already passed by after breaking the accidental eye contact you initiated yet you can still recognize the smoldering gaze of the peculiar android suited at the upper bleachers of the factory on your figure, intently studying whatever little motion your body spared. Uncomfortable was an understatement if you were to describe the situation you found yourself in. It wasn't helping that your body was turning against you with your thirium pump distastely thudding against your chest, LED flickering from red and yellow (make up your damn mind) and most especially the system errors practically taking up all the space of your peripheral vision.

"Hello there, our dear Clashers! How are you all today?" You were roused back from your deep reverie and to reality once the booming voice of the emcee blasted from the speakers as she spoke through her held microphone. The emcee wore an overly sweet smile that could shame the former purpose of the abandoned factoryand matching its disgusying smile was an overly sweet, unnecessary and try hard set of makeup caking her face. If you were a lesser android, you would have reprimanded her for trying to mimic a coloring book. With an overflowing amount of confidence practially oozing from her, she sported a skimpy pink and green floral dress that left nothing else for the wild imagination of the men residing in the bleachers and flawlessly rocked a pair of six inched black pumps and dangling fake diamond earrings. Her dyed raven hair was combed in an elegant updo and her eyes glistened with mischief and delight as the crowd roared in thrill at the sight of her. She posed seductively in the middle of the area, legs apart and a slender hand on her hip. "Another evening, another Clash and you know what that means? Another set of useless and weak androids are nearing their tombs! Or rather, in their case, the andriod junkyard heaven!"

Her poor joke garnered her an outstanding fits of laughter generously given by her admirers in the abandoned factory that she had tom call them out several times before they were silenced. You cannot help but have puzzlement arise inside your system. The joke wasn't that humorous and you have mosh certainy heard betters ones yet somehow, the majority of the humans within the factory laughed at the emcee's quip. How come is that? "Okay, okay, enough of that," The emcee bellows and lets out a childish and feminine giggle. "Now, how about we greet our androids for the night?"

On cue to her rhetorical question, the metal doors opened right before your eyes and without a second of hesitation, you advanced within the interior of the arena. The exact moment your stepped foot in the arena, you disregarded all external and internal distraction but the the unsettling stare of the android from the bleachers remained, though more bearable as you successfully focused yourself on your current objective - to eliminate all threat to your victory. The other androids mirrored your movements with the same lacking amount of hesitation, excluding the android turned deviant which cowered as it remained outside, refusing to enter the arena in fear of its death.

"Get in there!" Edwin Williams demanded to his android, teeth gritting and hot air exhaled throigh his nostrils.

The terrified deviant shook its head, its feet taking steps back. "I-I don't wanna die in there,"

"Oh for fuck sake," The owner ascended the small staircase leading to the arena and shoved his android inside, not giving a second thoigh about its emotional condition. The deviant tumbled down on the cold cement but instantenously got back up on its feet to escape but the moment he stood, the metal doors had already shut, locking it in its death bed. It begged for its freedom and rapped its knuckles on the wired walls to get anyone's attention but all it got were insults, humiliation and shame.

"And now," Begins the emcee as she pauses for tension, "Let us acknowledge the reigning champion of the Android Clashes for two straight years - give it up for Anonymous!" A wave of cheers mixed in with the boos greeted your owner, Ruth Judge, as he raised his fist in greeting to the people.

"And how can we forget his undefeated legendary of an android!m? Our very own combat android of the century!" The emcee gesticulates to you and as expected, you received the same reaction from the crowd.

"Don't let that shit of an android beat you!" Edwin violently slammed his hands againt the wired walls of the arena, teeth snapping. "Kill it!"

Slowly, the quivering, fear controlled deviant turned to your direction, eyes pleading and cheeks tinged blue. "Please," It whimpered pathetically. "Don't hurt me."

You gaped at it. Never had any android pleaded for its life, they mostly took their defeat without a word so as the deviant stared at you with teary eyes, pleaded for your mercy, you found no backup step by step instructions on what to do in this kind of situation so you settled by averting your gaze from it. The dilation of your pupils was far from evident but still it was there, mocking you for carelessly letting the android's plea get muddle with your system - [ SYSTEM ERROR ^^^ ]

"Now," The emcee twirls around with her hands in the air and strikes an idol like posing. "Let this android Clash begin!"

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sevenmakemeweak · 5 years

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22 Question Tag

Was tagged by one of my best friends, @lee-wonhoseok 😘

1. Name: Shannon

2. Nickname: Shanyeol. Shannon-nun-in. Shannie.

3. Starsign: Taurus.

4. Gender: Female.

5. Sexuality: Bisexual.

6. Favourite colour: Yellow. Red. Orange.

7. Time: 12:28AM

8. Normal amount of sleep: Would sleep for days, but I guess anywhere from 5 to 8.

9. Last thing I searched: Looking for old and rare BTS musters, memories, seasons greetings, summer packages, ect.

10. # of blankets: Two.

11. Favourite fictional character: Dib. Stan Smith. Steve Smith. Casper. Gumball Watterson. Finn the human. Mordecai and Rigby. Totoro. Sokka. Aang. Atrocitus.

12. What I’m wearing currently: Yellow boyshort panties with lace trim and my new grey, 3X "Kim Namjoon For President" hoodie.

13. Favourite book: To Kill A Mockingbird

14. Favourite artists: BTS. Got7. Stray Kids. Seventeen. EXO. Monsta X. iKON. Blackpink. B.A.P. NCT. Sik-K. Jay Park. Woodie Gochild. Sunmi. Yezi.

Seether. Sevendust. Deftones. Chevelle. 10 Years. Twelve Foot Ninja. American Head Charge. Straight Line Stitch. Dope. Polkadot Cadaver. Dog Fashion Disco. Limp Bizkit. KoRn. Dead Letter Circus. Karnivool. Northlane. Fair To Midland. Coal Chamber. Type O Negative. Cage9. The Exies. Hail The Villain. Marilyn Manson. Celldweller. Lacuna Coil. The Black Keys. Sleater-Kinney. Nirvana.

15. Dream job: Artist. Photographer. Designer. Writer. Producer. Musician.

16. # of followers: 400.

17. When did you join tumblr?: Like 2011? Been a long time...

18. What do you post about?: This is my kpop page. But I do have a personal one.

19. What made you get an account?: There was a time where I was just signing up at every and any social media site.

20. When did your blog reached its peak: Maybe now? I think one of my posts is near 2,000 notes.

21. Do you get asks daily?: Never.

22. Why did you choose your url?: For my top 3 favorite groups all have 7 members.

Tagging: @iamspringday : @breathingkpopforever :

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iesharael-blog · 5 years

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Tell me what is a kiss?

I run away in bold defiance

To jump in leaves with my silly prance

What could be more fun that this?

With just a touch my fears dismiss

You hold me there while leaves dance

Your gentle eyes a welcome trance.

In the moment I feel only bliss

Now my heart you must dismiss.

An emptiness brought by your distance

Leaving nothing but stories to reminisce

Though through this pain I must ask this.

I wonder if given a second chance

Could you tell me again what is a kiss?

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(Posted on mobile and I have no clue how to format things)

Little bit of background. This is the story of my first kiss. [brackets mean info I learned later]

I met my first love in college in a web design class on Halloween. I was dressed as a cat with a sexy black lace shirt and black pants with booties and a zipper belt. Teal ears and tail and gloves with matching sparkly nail polish. I even wore eyeliner that day. Then I saw him dressed as a Victorian vampire, top hat and cane and all.

I’d been crushing on him since freshman year (I spent every class we had had together that year trying to get him to notice me by asking him tons of questions, sometimes repeating). However, at the end of our first year we both won an award for being top of our degree and I saw him there with his girlfriend... tbh they were cute. Fast foreword bought a year and a half later Halloween night I’m top of the world and the online “fwb/boyfriend/idk what he was wanting us to be” was messaging me pics of all you can eat shrimp.

When it was my turn to display whatever the teacher wanted us to display on the board I decided I’d had enough and threw on the flirt. I made sure I was hella appealing as I walked past this boy from my seat in the back while he was on the second row and made my coding funny. Then as I walked back I talk to him about a part of his costume I’d picked out while I was up there, a big silver necklace with a giant fake red stone. [he thanked the friend who bought it for him cause it helped him meet me.]

I stood there and we talked and eventually I told him I’m going to move my stuff up to the front and annoy him and he has no choice. (The class was like 1/4 full so tons of seats) [he said he was so surprised this gorgeous girl was talking to him and wanted to keep talking to him he would do whatever it took to keep going.] I move up and we talk and I play rebellious and goof off on my laptop during class. Eventually my fwb guy stops sending me shrimp and randomly tells me I should forget about him and move on. So I did.

After class we walk out together and sit on a couch in the lobby. While he looks something up on his phone I get this huge urge to lean on him... so I awkwardly lay down on the couch with my feet off the edge to fight the urge. I was so embarrassed [he told me later he had hoped I would lay on him but realize I was just getting comfortable]. After my parents picked me up we kept taking through discord until on the third day we kinda mutually agreed to date 😊

Fast foreword to next week and he greets me in the cafe when he gets to school and put his arm around me and I’m glowing. I’d never had a boyfriend before. Then he held my hand as we walked to class [he told me my little happy jump when he held my hand was adirable] and as we walk between the building I spotted a pile of leaves and ran away from him to jump in it. As I’m jumping around in it laughing he wants over and hugs me to him and I wrap my arms around him. He jeans his head into mine and goes for a kiss and I flinch back not understanding at first so he does a little chuckle and tries again and this time I go for it. Standing there I felt like that scene in amazing world of gumball where he and penny hold hands and everything around them becomes universe. [he told me that my little jump and running to the leaves so happy, I was too cute to not kiss] my heart pounded as we walked into class hand in hand.

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We broke up because of some issues and I think I mentioned them on my random blog posts but the biggest one seemed to be that he was worried that him heightening my emotions was not healthy for me and causing some bad things to happen. At the time he said we might get back together in the future but today we tried to play darksouls together after like 1 week of talking after a month of silence and he quit after less than 10 mins.

I know he’s hurting rn cause of things outside of me, some that he’s told me and some he hasn’t. I don’t think he wants to get back together, I think he’s afraid to. I don’t think he’s ever had an ex that wanted to stick around. But when we sat on that same couch again last Wednesday after our last class together and talked... everything still felt natural.

I don’t know where my life is going or his and I know this was more ramble than anything else but it feels good to share. I’m in love, it’s march 17th as I write this and we broke up December 19th. But I fell in love with him as he held me in his arms during a panic attack on our first date November 11th. He’s special, I know it.

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tnypunk · 2 years

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You can call me Patch :) ! I'm 21 years old and I made this blog to have a space for my interest in cartoons, toys, and uh,, other childlike things ?? (Or just things I find to be nostalgic) I'm an age regressor but I have interest in these things in and out of my headspace <3 probably won't talk too much about my headspace but I'm excited to ramble all about cartoons ! That being said ! This is all sfw obviously and regressors are more than welcome to interact 💗 (ageplayers please die, my regression is not a kink.)

Below the cut is just info on toys + media I like/will most likely post about ! :) It was just getting really long

I have a small toy collection atm, but it is slowly growing ! I ❤️ Furbies, Trolls, Popples, ANY type of compact toy (Polly Pockets, Mighty Max's, etc.), Meanies, Pound Puppies, Fugglers, Legos, Tamagotchis, Pop Up Books, Crayons, Transformers, LPS, Dinotopia toys/plushies (dino toys in general honestly), Garbage Pail Kids (Trashcan Trolls too !!) (I also have quite a bit of Dinosaurs Attack cards which I'm in love with), Webkinz, Puppets, Pixel Chix, (I'll probably add more later lol)

And media I love/have seen include !: Chowder, The Muppets, Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends, The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack, Camp Lazlo, The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, Invader Zim, Ren & Stimpy, Regular Show, the Amazing World of Gumball, Dinosaurs, Fraggle Rock, Beavis and Butt-Head, Bump In The Night, Robot and Monster, Monsters vs Aliens (the series) (I've also seen the movie a lot for some reason my brain just likes it ig lol), Jimmy Neutron, Planet Sheen, Fanboy and Chum Chum, Avatar the Last Airbender, Adventure Time, 6Teen (TDI is great too !), Courage the Cowardly Dog, Dexter's Laboratory, Rocko's Modern Life, My Life as a Teenage Robot, Danny Phantom, The Mighty B, Fish Hooks, Over The Garden Wall, Code Name Kids Next Door, Back at the Barnyard, Powerpuff Girls, Pokemon, Rugrats (+ All Grown Up), Ed Edd + Eddy, Scooby Doo, Clarence, Dinosaur Train, Curious George, Charlie and Lola, Max and Ruby, Arthur, Oswald, Jojo's Circus, Sesame Street, Maggie and the Ferocious Beast, Rolie Polie Olie, Clifford (+ Clifford's puppy days ofc ! It's sooo cute), Sid the Science Kid, Blues Clues, Little Bear, Wonder Pets, Franklin, Bananas in Pajamas, Dragon Tales, Sarah and Duck, Molly of Denali, Peg + Cat, Cyberchase, Miffy, + more !

I ❤️ puppets, claymation, and funky mixed media

Asks and dms are open ! I love and appreciate cartoon/show recs ❤️

#as with all my pinned posts this will probably be edited constantly #especially as i get into more things !

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i-dont-want-your-hysteria · 6 years

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Tagged by @jackadder thanks man! (I did this just recently on my main blog but what the hell)

Name: Rachel

Nicknames: Ray, Roch, Rach, Rochelle (and many more)

Age: 17

Gender: female

Orientation: straight/gray-ace/grayromantic

Favorite color: right now I’m feeling blue

Book recommendations: The Princess Bride, Fahrenheit 451

Movie recommendation: any Star Trek movie, The Sting, The Gumball Rally, Rock of Ages, The Doctor Who Movie, Thor: Ragnarok

TV recommendation: How I Met Your Mother, Star Trek TOS, The Golden Girls, The Nanny

Music recommendation: obviously Def Leppard, Queen, Fall Out Boy, The Beatles, Journey, Panic! At The Disco, REO Speedwagon, Led Zeppelin...

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate? Tea every time! << same

Cats or dogs? Really both, but I gotta say dogs because I’m in the middle of a 3-week period of dogsitting

Favorite meme: Probably this

or variations thereupon, pretty much anything with motion blur

I want to live long enough to witness: My friends getting married and having kids (so I can become the weird aunt), me being happy in a career

Weird obsession: probably my Def Leppard obsession (if you even wanna call it weird) who am I kidding it is weird

Tumblr birthday: This blog was made on February 19th, 2018 (don’t ask how I remember, I just do)

How many side-blogs?: This is a sideblog, and I have one other, an art blog @ray-c-arts-time

Random facts about me: I have random specific knowledge of what years/dates songs came out in, or years/dates in which certain things happened, my class rank is #29, I’ve been making a rock musical in my head for about 2 years now (long before I knew Rock of Ages was a thing), and I was reminded of that last fact because Hold On Loosely by 38 Special came on the radio while I was answering this :D

Goals for 2018: figure out what the fuck I wanna do in life, apply to college, get my driver’s license

Not tagging anybody because I just did this on my main blog, but if you’d like to, just say that I tagged you!

#not a def leppard post

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mikelogan · 6 years

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hey!! so i recently followed + i'm in love with your blog + writing so i was gonna send a prompt + if you're busy or not taking them it's totally cool i just thought i'd send it your way cause i'd love to read this in your style!!! so i thought maybe jd and dr cox have been together for a few months + one day carla + turk are looking for jd + he's nowhere to be found + he left his pager at the hospital so they page dr cox when they get home + the sound goes off in jd's bedroom - cue confessions!

first of all, thank you SO much!! and i’m so sorry this took so long, but thank you again for sending it! it turned out a lot longer than i planned (and a touch more dramatic) but that’s all right by me :)

It hadbeen so long since the two of them had had an afternoon off together and Perryhad wanted to make the most of it. He’dshown up at JD’s apartment with some takeout and a movie he’d rented; both werestill sitting out on the coffee table in the living room as they’d quicklygotten distracted with each other and moved into JD’s bedroom. And now JD was fast asleep with his head onPerry’s chest while Perry slowly drew his fingers through JD’s hair, a softsmile on his face. How it had only beenthree and a half months was beyond Perry. He felt as though he and JD had been together for ages, and yet itsomehow felt like it was only yesterday that they’d begun all this.

It wasn’tthat they were trying to sneak around, but they both felt that there’d be toomuch talk, too much gossip, especially at the hospital, if they were to gopublic with their relationship. Perryhad, in fact, offered to let JD tell Turk and Carla, but the younger doctor hadbrushed the idea off, saying they’d never let him live it down. Perry had a sneaking suspicion that JD wasactually afraid to tell his friends, but he left the subject alone, notentirely minding having JD all to himself.

JD mumbledsomething in his sleep and rolled over, his head leaving Perry’s chest, andPerry smiled fondly as he watched the other man. Perry was head over heels – and he knew it,too. And instead of running from it, hefound himself embracing this new, but very rewarding way of honesty andcommunication. Content to spend the restof the afternoon in bed alongside his lover, Perry settled down next to JD,intending to pull him back into his arms – right where he belonged – but hispager had other ideas. Sighing, Perryhurriedly left the bed, not wanting the sound to disturb JD. Wearing only his boxers and the t-shirt he’dhad under his lab coat, he fished his pager out of his scrubs pocket and backedout into the living room, carefully closing JD’s bedroom door as he went. He looked down at his pager and read theshort message: 911 – JD missing!

His browfurrowing, Perry looked up from his pager only to find two pairs of astonishedeyes already on him. It wasn’t like him,but Perry couldn’t help but blush ever-so-slightly as Turk and Carla gaped athim. Given his state of undress and theroom he’d just left, it was quite obvious what had transpired before the two ofthem had come home, and Perry couldn’t deny it. And a small voice in the back of his head reminded him that he didn’t want to deny it, not anymore.

“Ghandi,”Perry said gruffly as he straightened up. “Carla.”

“What in the hell is going on?” Turk cried, hisvoice much higher than normal. Carlaelbowed him, though she looked quite shocked herself.

Perryopened his mouth to speak, but then the three of them turned back toward JD’sdoor, where they could make out his tired voice.

“Perry?”he called, his voice scratchy like it always was when he’d just woken up. “Come back to bed.”

“Perry?” Turk screeched, looking asthough he was seconds away from a massive coronary.

Perrycringed when he heard a loud thud from inside the bedroom, and moments later,JD was stumbling out the door, trying desperately to finish pulling on a pairof sweatpants. His hair was sticking upin every direction and it was clear he’d just woken up, though his eyes werewide. Without thinking, Perry tucked JDunder his arm, pulling him against his side.

Turkopened and closed his mouth several times, his eyes bugging out, but he seemedto be beyond words.

“Turk,”JD said slowly, watching Turk with great caution, “if you’d just let meexplain…”

“Pleasetell me this is some kind of joke,” Turk said weakly just as he spotted thetakeout and the DVD on the coffee table. He groaned and sank down onto the couch.

Carlaseemed to recover more quickly and she rolled her eyes at Turk, but JD shrankfurther into Perry’s side when she turned to glare at him. “How long has this been going on?” she asked,and JD couldn’t tell if she was angry or not. “And why didn’t you tell us?”

JDglanced up at Perry and bit his lip nervously. “A-almost four months,” he mumbled. “And I didn’t want to tell you, not yet anyway. I didn’t want anyone to know because no onewould understand. And I’d much rather have Perry to myself thanhave to worry about how wrong everyone thinks this is or how stupid they thinkI am. Look, Carla, these few months havebeen… well, they’ve been incredible.” JDpaused and looked up at Perry again, the nervousness in his expressionlessening just slightly. “And of coursewe would have told you eventually, but Perry and I… we have such a good thinggoing that it was hard to imagine having to deal with unnecessary drama.”

At that,Turk whipped his head around to stare at JD. “Unnecessary drama?” he asked incredulously. “This is Dr. Cox we’re talking about!”

JD’s jawtightened and he curled a protective arm around Perry’s waist. “He’s standing right here, Turk.”

“I don’thave a problem telling him to his face that he’s a jackass who’s never even pretended to care about you and has madeyour life a living hell for the last two years.”

“Allright, Turk, that’s enough,” Carla said firmly, shooting an apologetic glancePerry’s way.

“What, Ican’t say what needs to be said?” Turk asked, rising up off the couch. “You’re a bully,” he said, addressing Perrydirectly. “And I want to know whatexactly you said that brainwashed JD so much that he’d actually get into bedwith you.”

“I didn’thave to say anything,” Perry said simply. “And I sure as hell don’t see a need to explain myself to you, gumball, but let me ask you this:what really bothers you about this? Isit that Newbie has found someone else to occupy his time instead of you?”

“Perry,stop it,” JD said under his breath.

“No, JD,I want to know what the real problem is,” Perry pressed, still looking directlyat Turk. “Is it that we’re bothmen? We all know nothing makes you moreuncomfortable than a little guy-on-guy action –”

JD nudgedPerry, looking up at him in disbelief. “That’s enough, Perry,” he said rather harshly.

Perrytook a step forward, closer to Turk. “I’m betting that it’s a little bit of both,” he maintained, ignoringJD. “Am I right?”

“You sonof a bitch,” Turk said, his voice dripping with resentment. “This iswhy I’m pissed. Because you get yourjollies from shit like this when JD is the kindest, most compassionate personI’ve ever met. You couldn’t be morewrong for him and I think deep down you know that. You know that someday soon, he’s going to gettired of you and where will that leave you? Sitting alone in your big apartment with nothing to keep you company butyour damn scotch.”

“You hadbetter shut your mouth before I do something I’ll really regret,” Perry said ina low voice, taking another step toward Turk.

“Will youtwo knock it off?” JD nearly shouted, stepping between the two of them. “Turk, this is exactly why I didn’t tell youthat Perry and I were together because I knewyou would overreact and pull something like this! And Perry, Turk is my best friend and I needyou two to get along! You’re both actinglike children right now and I’m tired of it! I would expect both of you tohave my back and respect mydecisions!”

Perrystepped back and relaxed slightly. “I’msorry,” he said genuinely, looking JD in the eyes. “You’re right.”

Turk, onthe other hand, did not have the same reaction. “JD, can’t you see this is just some sick, twisted game he’s playingwith you? He doesn’t actually care –”

“Turk,shut up!” JD cried, throwing his arms up in exasperation. “I am in love with Perry, he’s in love withme, and you’re just going to have to deal with it. You’re my best friend and I need yousupporting me, not trying to ruin my relationship!”

“I’m justtrying to protect you,” Turk insisted as Carla put her hand to her forehead andshook her head. “I know you can’t seethat right now because he’s gotten inside your head, but you’ll thank mesoon. I don’t care what I have to do toget you to realize that this is a bad idea. As your best friend, I’ll do whatever it takes.”

“You’re unbelievable,”JD sighed, turning back toward his bedroom. He flung the door open and grabbed the duffel bag he stored under hisbed.

“What areyou doing?” Turk asked, pushing past Perry and following JD into his room.

“Packingmy stuff,” JD said flatly.

Turksighed. “Come on, dude, you don’t haveto go. I’m just trying to –”

“You’retrying to break Perry and me up,” JD interrupted, shoving several changes ofclothes into his bag and picking Perry’s clothes up off the floor. “And while that’s the case, I’m not stayinghere.” He stormed back out into theliving room and tossed Perry’s clothes at him. “I want to leave.”

“I thinkmaybe you should stay, Newbie,” Perry said gently, catching JD’s hand as hecrossed the room.

“What areyou talking about?”

“I don’twant to be the reason that you and Turk are fighting,” Perry saidseriously. “And I think that if youleave angry, things might not work themselves out. Differences aside, there is one thing he andI have in common, and that’s that we both love you and care about you. So I think we should stay, sit down, and talkabout this like adults instead of just getting angry.”

“Perry’sright,” Carla interjected, looking stressed out. “The two of you are just stubborn enough todrag this out much longer than it should be, so let’s get everything out on thetable now so we can start working through it.”

JD lookedfrustrated, but eventually dropped his bag beside the couch and flopped downonto it. “Fine,” he said, crossing hisarms as Perry sat down beside him. “Let’stalk, then. Let’s talk about why itseems like my judgement and my decisions aren’t good enough for you, Turk. Last time I checked, this is my life and I should be allowed to bewith whoever I want. The fact that youthink Perry has somehow brainwashed me means you think I’m not strong enough tomake my own decisions about who I love.”

“It’s notlike that, man,” Turk said, sitting down in the arm chair next to thecouch. “You know I’ve always trustedyou. It’s him I don’t trust.”

“I haven’tgiven you much reason to,” Perry said frankly. JD tried to protest, but Perry continued. “It’s true. You and I have never gotten along and I’m thinking it’s because we’reboth so hard-headed. But the fact of thematter is that I don’t work with you. You see tiny little glimpses into what I’m like and it’s true that thoseglimpses aren’t typically of my, let’s say, softer side. But I have worked alongside JD nearly everyday for two years now, so wouldn’t you say that he’d be a little more qualifiedto judge my motives than you are?”

Turkfloundered for a moment. “That may betrue,” he conceded, “but that doesn’t change the fact that the side of you I’veseen is not a nice guy. Forgive me forwanting better for JD.”

“Don’tyou think that Perry and I have talked about this stuff already?” JDasked. “It’s been almost four months,Turk, which leaves a lot of time for conversation. Perry has changed a lot – not that I askedhim to. Tell Turk what you said to meafter our first night together.”

“Newbie,I –”

“Perry,please,” JD said softly, squeezing Perry’s hand.

Perryheld JD’s gaze for a moment longer before looking back at Turk. “I told JD I wanted to be better for him,because of him. There are plenty ofthings that I’ve said and done that I now regret and I wish I could take themback. But JD’s helped me to see thatpeople can change when they really want to. And he makes me want to.”

“I thinkyou’d have to be blind not to see the connection between the two of you,” Carlasaid quietly. “And for the record, I’mhappy for both of you. It’s about timeyou were both happy.”

Turk wassilent for a long moment after that, just looking at Perry and JD. They weren’t trying to show off or tone downanything about their relationship and instead sat together on the couch the waythey usually did when they were alone, pressed right up against each other,exuding love and silent devotion.

“Well,”JD finally said, breaking the silence, “what’s the verdict?”

“I’m notsaying I like it,” Turk sighed, “but I’ll respect it. But I swear to god, if you ever hurt him, you’ll have me to answerto.”

Perryactually smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of JD’s head. “Sounds good to me,” he agreed.

#jdox #staarmunch #answered

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