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animalcrossingshowdown · 11 months
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This is round 1 of determining which lost villager people most want to see return. The one with the most votes will move on to the Bring Them Back bracket, and the one with the least votes will move on to the We Don't Miss Them bracket.
These two faced off previously in round 1 of the general villager tournament.
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kirbro · 3 months
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gorillas!!!
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northstarscowboyhat · 21 days
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15 with one of the feisty four?
15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)
For Moray, I really like the ship with them and Martlet! (a friend called it Marray once and I really like that name!) I think they're very cute. Moray really attempted to spit game to someone that their boss was keeping trapped in jail.
For Ed, I firmly believe he and Starlo were a thing briefly in the past. It ended on mostly good terms, but they still act a little petty over it. The brief break up with the Feisty Five was Ed divorcing Starlo again and taking the kids (the other 3 posse members).
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hauntingblue · 5 months
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXECUTION DAY DECIDED NOOOOOOOOO
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yelenasdiary · 6 months
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For Flufftober 🤭
It's Kate's and Readers first Halloween together as a couple. The two spend the whole day at home handing out candy for the trick or treaters. Kate is the one who is handing out the candy while Reader bakes some cookies and other stuff for the Avengers Halloween party that they're going to at night. The two dress up in a couples costume (you can pick whichever one you want) before they head to the avengers compound.
-🌊 (I know it's not much but this is all I got 🙈)
Trick or Treat
Pairing:  Kate Bishop x GN! Reader
Summary:  You and Kate spend your first Halloween together.
Warnings:  Smut implied? But other than that, none | 1.7K
AC: I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for requesting it, it was so fun to write! x
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Halloween, a spooky day for all small and tall. Kate, your girlfriend, had spent the night at your small townhouse home and of course she had brought Lucky. Kate turned your house into a nicely decorated house that screamed your name all over it into something that Claire from Modern Family would most definitely approve of. It was your first Halloween together and she had invited you to join her at the Avenger's compound later tonight for a Halloween party that Wanda and Nat had planned out, mostly Wanda of course. 
Kate secretly loved that you lived in a family orientated neighborhood, given that her apartment was on top of a pizzeria, she doesn't get any excited children knocking on her door trick or treating. A large pumpkin shaped plastic bowl sat on the dresser by the front door, overflowing with candy and treat sized chocolate bars for Kate to hand out while you baked some Halloween themed cookies and cupcakes for the party later on. 
"Look at you Lucky!" you smiled widely as he sat at your feet, tail wagging while wearing a horse saddle costume finished with a fake wig, Kate entered the kitchen in a red wig with a single plait hanging off her shoulder topped with a red cowgirl hat. 
"Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!" Kate says with a put-on country accent while swirling a lasso, "You found Woody! Good job Bullseye!" she added. You couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable the cowgirl was, "I bet you've been waiting all month to say that" you replied.
"You bet ya!" Kate placed her lasso on the countertop and gently pulled you in for a kiss. Since Kate went a teeny bit overload with the Halloween decorations, she suggested that you, Lucky and her dress up a little more child friendly when she noticed just how many younger children lived in your neighborhood and who doesn't love Toy Story right?
With Lucky dressed as Bullseye, you as Woody and Kate as Jessie, it was almost criminal not to get as many photos together as possible. Kate didn't only have a great eye when it came to her archery but also when it came to her photography. She set up her digital camera in front of a blue back drop and set the timer for 10 seconds. The three of you posed for a few photos before Kate heard the doorbell ring, her first trick or treater for the day!
"Twick or Tweet!" A small child no older than 4 smiled with his candy bag open wide, he was dressed as Miguel from Disney's Coco. "Happy Halloween little dude!!" Kate smiled as she kindly put 3 pieces of candy into his little bag. "Thank you!" He waved before he turned to walk back towards his parents who waited protectively at the end of the walkway, they smiled at Kate before she closed the door. 
"Looks like you've got the door covered, I'll get a start on the cookies" you gave Kate a little tilt of your cowboy hat before making your way to the kitchen. 
Every few minutes the doorbell would ring through the house and Kate would answer it with Lucky sitting beside her feet. The kids said the iconic line before they noticed that Lucky was also dressed up, he got plenty of pats and Kate even showed them a trick that she had taught him recently. Lucky would carefully pick up 2 pieces of candy from the bowl and place it in the kids candy stash. 
"Bishop! Get your fingers away from the icing mixture!" you scolded as you took the try of freshly baked gooey chocolate chip cookies, placing the on the countertop for cooling before putting a second tray into the oven.
"I didn't even do anything!" Kate lied, licking the tip of her index finger. You turned and shook your head at her, "you can help decorate them when their ready and after, you can eat the left-over icing" you offered before you made a start on making cupcake mixture. 
Kate was just about to distract you by wrapping her arms around you from behind when the doorbell rang again, and she was out of the kitchen faster than you could blink. It wasn't long before she was back, hovering around you waiting for a spare moment to capture your lips in a kiss. 
Once the cupcake mixture was made, you began to pour some into the cupcake cups. Kate grabbed a teaspoon as you did so and scraped some mixture out of the bowl before quickly dabbing some of it on the tip of your nose. She chuckled proudly before leaving the spoon clean of mixture while you shook your head playfully at her and placed the bowl on the countertop, "come here" you looked up at her. You dipped your finger into the mixture and waited for Kate to come closer before you wiped it on her left cheek. 
"Don't waste it!!" Kate joked as she dipped her finger into the mix and wiped a strip of mixture from your forehead, over your nose and to your lips. "Says you!" you raised a brow only to be shushed by Kate kissing you deeply, "well" you smiled against her lips, "I guess if you do that again it'll make up for it" you added. 
Kate didn't hesitate to kiss you once more, the taste of red valet cupcake mixture on her lips reminded you of the slight mess that she had just made on your face. Another ring of the doorbell broke your kiss but seeing the excitement on Kate's face every time the doorbell rang was enough to keep you from giving her a pout.
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"Baby, we're gonna be late!" you call out as you look at the time on your phone. The cookies and cupcakes were decorated and ready to take over to the compound in Tupperware. Kate and you had changed costumes, Kate called this one Murders Ken & Barbie. "I'm ready!" Kate walked out of your bedroom in a black suit with a pink undershirt paired with some black shoes, her hair tied back with some loose strands rounding her face, fake blood markings on her face and neck added to the murder look.
"Babe, you're drooling" Kate chuckled as you were stunned at how great your girlfriend looked. You wore Barbie's iconic pink and white gingham dress with a couple of steams of fake blood to add to the effect. "I'm sorry, but god damn it!" you replied. Kate pulled you closer to her, "Thank you Barbie, you look rather dashing yourself!" she spoke, softly smiling at you. 
"Do we really have to do to this party?" you asked, your mind racing with other ideas. Kate caught on quickly to your train of thought and lightly bit her bottom lip, "and miss this chance to show you off? I don't think so" she replied before kissing you softly, "besides, you've got all night to get me out of this suit" she added with a wink.
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ohblackdiamond · 4 months
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1, 7, 8, 18 please! Big fan of your writing! I'm always re-reading your fics!
Oh, thank you so much, that means a lot!
1. Share a song that makes you think of [fic title “little t&a”’s title is pulled from the Rolling Stones song of the same name. It has such deathless lines as “my tits and ass with soul” and “the bitch keeps bitching.” Keef is rather enthusiastic on the lead vocal, though. “no change in the weather” gets its title from the skynyrd song “call me the breeze,” which always reminds me of Paul’s ill-fated “I AM cool, I AM the breeze” rap (which is all he’s doing in the fic, too).
7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now? I honestly have a hard time coming up with ideas. Any time I have an idea I start on it though. I guess about two I’m actively working on right now. One of them is a ghost story that probably won’t have any smut, the other is just smut,
8. What project(s) are you currently working on?
“blue yodel #9,” which is a story where Paul Stanley meets (and cannot get rid of) the ghost of Ronnie Van Zant in 1988, and enlists noted teen idol and exorcist extraordinaire (not really) Donny Osmond to try to send him off to the other side.
“ace and peter not bring lesbians” (working title) sexswap from the Paul/Ace ‘verse.
I also am still working on the mermaid fic and “black and gold” and “the end of the road tour.” I’m just miserably slow and let down by actual KISS as is typical for me!
18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? I think there’s a line I keep using in various tics about the raw insides of a crab, I’m indecisive so in lieu of a line, have a passage from “back to the garden:”
“And maybe you can replace singing with something else, and maybe you can’t. But don’t tear yourself up over it. Don’t hate the band because you can’t do what you used to.”
“You hate the band.” The accusation sounds a little feeble. Maybe Peter’s not the only one who’s kept trying to turn the conversation back to its familiar coldness and snipes. But Paul’s heart doesn’t seem to be in it.
“No. I just hate what you turned it into.”
Thanks for the asks!
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dweetwise · 8 months
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The Long Con (part 1/6)
Happy Oktoberfest! 🍻 With the festival starting today in München, I figured it would be the perfect time to start posting this fic 🥰 Please also check out @ell-clavel's amazing riconti art that inspired me to write this AU in the first place 🧡 Rated G | 1.5k words | ao3 link [next]
"Man, look at all these people!"
Meg's grin was bright as she jogged past Ace and looked around in awe, her bow-adorned braids bouncing in time with her steps.
Ace hadn't expected quite this much of a crowd, either. It was only a Monday afternoon but the festival area was quickly filling up with groups flocking to the large beer tents or shopping at the stalls lining the central street.
He knew Oktoberfest was popular, but not this popular.
"I wonder if they're here to see Denson too." Ace smirked. "You might have some competition for the spot as her number one fan."
Meg's face scrunched up. "Shut up. You're the one who insisted on flying all the way out here, not me. Oh, look, there's a chocolate fruit stand!"
Ace smiled and bit back a snarky comment as Meg excitedly took in what the festival had to offer. The girl was an avid fan of country artist Kate Denson's work—Ace had a sneaking suspicion it was something she'd listened to with her late mother—and after an off-hand comment that Denson would be performing in Münich at this year's Oktoberfest?
Well, Ace simply hadn't been able to resist.
Just like he couldn't resist obnoxiously cooing, "Want me to buy you some choccy bananas?" when Meg kept eyeing the food stall.
Meg bristled. "I'm not fucking five years old."
"Really? Could have fooled me, with those pigtails."
"I'm just blending in," Meg said. 
She did a twirl to show off the rest of her outfit: a frilly top and floral bodice combined with full-length lambskin pants. She looked like she'd jumped straight out of one of those quaint paintings of a girl yodeling in the Alps.
"Which is more than I can say for some people," Meg snarked.
Unlike Meg’s outfit, Ace’s get-up had been thrown together on a budget. The fancy red waistcoat he’d…acquired from a casino’s staff room and it clashed horribly with the cheap fake bundhosen bought from a tourist shop. Hopefully, the random scarf and traditional Argentinian belt he’d tacked on would make it seem more like a fashion statement instead of an insult to Bavarian culture.
"So I took some creative liberties," Ace said.
"Yeah, that’s probably for the best." Meg smiled smugly. "You're about sixty years too old to pull off leather pants, anyway."
Ace gasped. "Attacked by my own protégé! The audacity!"
"Wonder where I learned that from," Meg said dryly. She looked around again. "I'm gonna go scope out the other tents before the concert."
"And here I thought you wanted me to hold your hand at baby's first festival."
Meg rolled her eyes and pointed at a large tent with something resembling a clock tower next to it. "That one looks the busiest. You go check it out and I'll come find you once I'm done."
Ah, ever efficient. Ace had taught her well.
"Remember to have some fun, too," Ace said. "All work and no play makes Meg a very dull girl!"
"And you remember what we're actually here for." Meg's piercing blue gaze bore into Ace's. "If I find you in a beer chugging contest again, so help me—"
"That was one time and the frat boys dared me!"
"Ace."
Ace smiled and shook his head. "Of course. Who do you take me for?"
Meg raised an eyebrow. "I bet I can score more than you."
"Oh, really?" Ace countered. "Maybe whoever loses should pay for lunch the rest of the week, if you're so confident."
"Deal." Meg turned around, waving over her shoulder as she walked away. "Smell you later, old fart!"
"Have fun, Firecracker."
Meg disappeared into the crowd and Ace allowed himself a moment to appreciate how far they'd come. It seemed like just yesterday that he'd taken the girl in.
A few years ago when he'd been stateside, Ace had managed to cash out big after a blackjack win streak. When he'd left the casino, he only made it two blocks down the street before someone bumped into him and Ace was very aware of the weight of his wallet disappearing from his pocket while he struggled to right himself.
The thief had run off in a blur of red hair and sneakers pounding on pavement. After feebly trying to chase after them, Ace had stayed in the area and waited, and only a few hours later the pickpocket—a teenage girl—returned to the scene of the crime. She was clearly tailing a woman in a fur jacket and designer purse, but even across the street Ace could see that both the fur and bag were obvious fakes.
Amateur mistakes, really.
This time, Ace had familiarized himself with the surroundings beforehand and even as the girl spotted him and took off in a sprint, he eventually managed to corner her in an alleyway.
And after some angry screaming from the girl and a kick to Ace's shin, they'd ended up in a 24/7 shoddy diner with Ace buying her a meal in exchange for her story.
Meg had been homeless for months after her mother passed away from cancer. At only seventeen and with no close relatives, she'd been forced out on the streets and struggling to survive; it was only her sharp reflexes and years as a track star that kept her afloat by doing petty crimes.
And maybe it was the situation that was eerily similar to Ace's own childhood, or the fire he could see in her eyes, but Ace had only smiled before critiquing her pickpocketing technique and asking if she'd ever thought about being a con artist.
That was how Ace ended up taking Meg under his wing and teaching her everything he knew. With his experience and her quick feet, they made a surprisingly good team and had traveled across the States stealing and scamming much more efficiently than Ace usually managed on his own.
Having another person in on his schemes made a big difference. Meg could do anything from pretending to join Ace's poker table as a stranger to emptying someone's purse while Ace was doing magic tricks as a street performer. Meg had only been caught once by the police, and she'd been so convincing at sniffling pathetically and claiming she was only fifteen that the officer had taken pity and simply called her father—a.k.a. Ace's burner phone—instead of taking her down to the station.
But easy money or not, Ace hadn't expected their arrangement to last long. A few months later when Meg turned eighteen, she'd already earned enough to start her life anew—yet when Ace asked where she was planning to settle down, he only received a look of pure betrayal. And then there was screaming and crying and Meg accusing him of abandoning her, just like her dad and everyone else.
Ace had never wanted children, but as he dared to hug Meg for the first time and she merely clutched at his shirt and sobbed in his arms, he decided he'd do his best to be there for her the way nobody had been for him.
That was four years ago and Meg was still here, so he must have been doing something right.
Ace knew that their friendship was unorthodox. A middle-aged man and grumpy young woman who were visibly not related often garnered suspicious looks, especially whenever they went out to eat in a proper restaurant or money was tight enough that they had to share a twin instead of booking separate motel rooms.
Which was ironic, because it was Ace who hated sharing a room with Meg. She took ages in the shower, always sat on Ace's bed to eat and got crumbs all over the sheets, and stayed up way too late watching crappy late-night TV when Ace was trying to get his beauty sleep. It was like she knew exactly how to annoy him and did it with a smile every chance she could.
He tried not to show how proud he was of her mischievous streak.
Ace chuckled to himself. He couldn't have asked for a better partner-in-crime and he was glad they'd had enough extra cash to make the trip to Germany. Even if she tried to play it cool, Meg was clearly excited about seeing both the country and her favorite musician.
The fact that this happened to be one of Europe's biggest festivals, with countless drunk, rich patrons for easy pickings and dense crowds to quickly disappear into was simply a bonus.
Ace took a steadying breath and straightened his shirt—patterned with tiny card suits that hopefully nobody would notice weren’t traditional Oktoberfest checkers—and slipped on a familiar confident persona. As long as he pretended that he belonged here, everyone else would believe it too.
With a carefree smile and a spring in his step, Ace made his way to the beer tent to people-watch for a worthwhile target.
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[Tdeyixyfnzjtsuteyzs why am I still answering asks I have to go downstairs- ace]
Yodel
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kimbap-r0ll · 1 year
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a very cursed request, but could I ask how the first years would feel about an s/o who's basically Alameda Slim from Home on the Range? They can control animals through yodeling, very flamboyant when performing, and is all around a rough and tumble cowboy xD
Omg! I never met another person that knew this movie, so I'm glad to see someone else. Yes of course, this would be interesting!
First Years with an s/o who is a twist version of Alameda Slim from Home on the Range
Ace
Dang idk but you guys really like getting into trouble probably 💀
Ace does find you to be really fun to be around because of the countless amounts of antics you get yourself into. But also because you manage to buy him lunch every. single. time (ur a rich kid in the school change my mind)
He's never done yodeling before? But he does find it to be kinda cool. Might ask you to teach him
Overall I don't see him finding anything you do to be concerning. If anything, you guys are a nightmare together to Riddle haha
Deuce
He's a bit surprised with how flamboyant you are at first, but it's kind of nice to see you have so much confidence sometimes
He will attempt yodeling at least ONCE. But after nearly killing his vocal cords he'll never do it again 💀
You guys would be an absolute menace to anyone that tries to be mean to you guys. Like Deuce has a past of being a rough boy and you're from what would be considered "the wild west"
He might find your ability to gain so much money all the time to be surprising haha
Jack
He was a bit nervous around you at first because you had a short temper. He's a bit level-headed so he's usually the one to calm you down
Might know how to yodel but will refuse to tell you about it. He does find your ability to be very interesting
Might not like some of your more cunning tactics because he's a stickler to the rules, but sometimes he does find it fun to do pranks with you
I feel like it's an opposites attract theme between you guys, it's kinda cute honestly
Epel
You two meeting was like the worst thing to happen to Vil lol. Epel found someone who had a background similar to him, basically from the countryside and someone who wasn't afraid to be a bit more loose
You guys definitely know how to yodel. Might do it to annoy Vil late at night
Epel might invite you over to his home on the breaks and you would probably fit in right away. You're pretty good with taking care of animals on a farm, so if they happen to have any that needs care you might be called
Epel's so happy he has someone else who is like him. While he's not as short tempered you two definitely can get heated when someone bothers the two of you
Overall I feel like it's really nice for the two of you to have similar opinions and interests in things. Vil on the other hand might see all of his work to make Epel more formal shatter haha
Sebek
First didn't like your yodeling because it wasn't something he was super used to. But after a while he got used to it and honestly thought it was cool
Will try to keep you from using tricks or doing pranks, however he might end up getting involved because why not
The two of you have a loud personality and to anyone that might make you guys upset they'll have to deal with a cowboy and an angry half-fae
Overall you two are a bombastic couple. You tend to make things more flamboyant while he's more on the stiff side, but it's still nice to see two people with a lot of confidence
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This is gonna be the pinned post where I list all the polls as they go up! So it's gonna change! Give me a minute if im slow to update this post because I'm BUSY. I have THINGS TO DO.
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Shitty tournament diagram pls enjoy my terrible handwriting.
Active polls:
Round 2:
Shino v Bruce
Chief v Audie
Amelia v Sunny
Meow v Apollo
Pierre v Walt
Vesta v Bob
Butch v Coco
Bam v Beau
Kabuki v Lolly
Kitty v Ankha
Tangy v Purrl
Willow v Bow
Petri v Molly
Sasha v Shep
Fauna v Lopez
Sherb v Chevre
Skye v Kyle
Marshal v Cheri
Etoile v Pietro
Olivia v Marina
Agnus v Pekoe
Gayle v Roald
Goldie v Whitney
Merengue v Margie
Dotty v Judy
Muffy v Cherry
Sprinkle v Chai
Stitches v Rosie
Punchy v Diana
Cephalobot v Lily
Ketchup v Lucky
Gladys v Maple
Completed polls:
Round 1:
Nindori, Wolfgang, Marshal, Hans, Epona, Frita, Ed, Eugene, Ace
Croque, Drift, Bertha, Ankha, Eunice, Bonbon, Hopkins, Diva, Leopold
Ozzie, Analog, Anicotti, Roscoe, Stitches, Cranston, Kiki, Megan, Boris
Megumi, Pancetti, Drake, Zucker, Etoile, Ione, Gen, W. Link, Deena
Rizzo, Pecan, Leonardo, Hugh, Alice, Henry, Chai, Cyrano, Curlos
Flurry, Vivian, Genji, Fang, Kit, Wendy, Azalea, Tammy, Beau
Tasha, Pango, Sprinkle, Kidd, Egbert, Barold, Lobo, Del, Pate
Mott, Peck, Robin, Margie, Chops, Hippeux, Big Top, Flip, Annalisa
Woolio, Rodeo, Rodney, Lulu, Nate, Eloise, Bam, Beardo, Cleo
Inkwell, Paula, Sheldon, Shep, Lucha, Sandy, Jeremiah, Bill, Benedict
Mint, Elmer, Tia, Dobie, Lucy, Betty, Goose, Sasha, Muffy
Sue E, Stu, Petunia, Lyman, Bella, Gloria, Doc, Bruce, Jane
Rolf, Sylvana, Melba, Tammi, Lionel, Murphy, Frett, Samson, Coco
Cupcake, Limberg, Fruity, Dotty, Iggly, Bluebear, Louie, Annalise, Olivia
Vladimir, Rudy, Sven, Shoukichi, Liz, Purrl, Holden, Moe, Dozer
Angus, Broccolo, Blaire, Dizzy, Jay, Frobert, Norma, Lucky, Renee
Tex, Violet, Skye, Sly, Medli, Otis, Kody, Reneigh, Graham
Nosegay, Maddie, Quillson, Shari, Teddy, Sunny, Sally/Hazel, Walker, Snake
Nan, Peaches, Madam Rosa, Lily, Dora, Freya, Cole, Iggy, Bettina
Shino, Spork/Crackle, Scoot, Pompom, Flossie, Knox, Dom, Frank, Anabelle
Pashmina, Piper, Octavian, Lolly, Drago, Bree, Bessie, Alli, Benjamin
Sherb, Tutu, Rooney, Rocket, Diana, Pinky, Curly, Mitzi, Admiral
Tucker, Velma, Sterling, Nibbles, Baabara, Flash, Champ, Joey, Chief
Stella, Wade, Punchy, Poko, Ike, Pierce, Aurora, Boyd, Canberra
Puck, T-bone, Opal, Mallary, Bob, Hank, Blanche, Cyd, Axel
Ketchup, Kevin, Monique, Francine, Astrid, Bitty, Antonio, Hamphrey, Becky
Klaus, Meow, Hector, Hamlet, Belle, Filly, Clay, Emerald, Cobb
Plucky, Valise, Mathilda, Mac, Cephalobot, Ken, Carrot, Filbert, Claude
Victoria, Willow, Zoe, Ursala, Moose, Olaf, Grizzly, Gwen, Chico
Marty, Phoebe, Maelle, Keaton, Freckles, Katt, Carmen, Judy, Cece
Savannah, Poncho, Stinky, Gayle, Billy, Elise, Bangle, Bud, Avery
Truffles, Zell, Tabby, Shinabiru, Petri, Ricky, Maggie, Raddle, Flora
Prince, Tybalt, Vesta, Patricia, Chow, Nana, Chevre, Gonzo, Chadder
Oxford, Jitters, Peanut, Jacques, Felyne, Aziz, Claudia, Apple, Apollo
Miranda, Molly, Tom, Marcel, Clara, Harry, Bones, Maple, Cesar
Quetzal, Whitney, Winnie, Joe, Ganon, Patty, Bea, Mira, Groucho
Ribbot, Sparro, Ruby, Midge, Biff, Marina, Anchovy, Papi, Camofrog
Quinn, Pierre, Spike, Merry, Gladys, June, Gruff, Olive, Carmen
Paolo, Lulu, Vic, Juubei, Lopez, Gala, Deidre, Elvis, Gabi
Sprocket, Static, Marcie, Marlo, Goldie, Julian, Felicity, Huggy, Ellie
Rowan, Viche, Twiggy, Greta, Puddles, Penny, Cally/Sally, Bow, Chuck
Penelope, Slyvia, Pekoe, Peewee, Fuschia, Leigh, Jambette, Masa, Boots
Simon, Weldon, Queenie, Kitty, Curt, Amelia, Agent S, Pigleg, Alfonso
Rocco, Toby, Tiansheng, Rhoda, Hambo, Naomi, Bunnie, Hazel, Audie
Rollo, Yodel, Kyle, Tipper, Flo, Kabuki, Candi, Colton, Broffina
Tiffany, Weber, Gaston, Chelsea, Elina, Bubbles, Boone, Buzz, Agnes
Peggy, O'Hare, Yuka, Monty, Chester, Cookie, Celia, Koharu, Butch
Sydney, Rory, Wart Jr., Pudge, Kid Cat, Merengue, Fauna, Pippy, Cube
Rex, Timbra, Tank, Rasher, Cheri, Faith, Ava, Huck, Chabwick
Poppy, Roswell, Pietro, Phil, Hopper, Kitt, Clyde, Erik, Boomer
Twirp, Rod, Rosie, Rhonda, Rio, Portia, Julia, Coach, Cousteau
Tangy, Tarou, Tad, Hornsby, Daisy, Deli, Buck, Chrissy, Al
Rilla, Snooty, Marcy, Cherry, Biskit, Carrie, Bianca, Caroline/Bliss, Aisle
Soleil, Tiara, Roald, Jakey/Jacob, Friga, Gigi, Charlise, Derwin, Cashmere
Raymond, Walt
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animalcrossingshowdown · 11 months
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This is the SEMI FINALS for determining the least popular villager. The one with the least votes will move on to the finals.
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This just popped in my head, I’ve been re-listening to some classic Disney songs on Spotify and I’ve been rewatching Powerpuff Girls (1998) on Netflix.
This is my perspective of how each classic Disney Villain song fits to these famous PPG Villains:
Mojo Jojo: “Be Prepared”, The Lion King.
HIM: “Friends On The Other Side”, The Princess of the Frog.
Fuzzy Lumpkins: “Yodel-Adle-Eedle-Idle-O,” Home on the Range.
Princess Morbucks: “Mine, Mine, Mine”, Pocahontas.
Sedusa: “Cruella de Vil”, 101 Dalmatians.
Gangreen Gang: “Junkyard Society Rag”, The Lady and the Tramp 2: Scamp’s Adventure.
What do you think about that? 😈
I love these! :D Especially "Friends On The Other Side," "Be Prepared," and "Cruella de Vil."
I also really like "Why Should I Worry" for the Gangreen Gang (Ace especially) and "Perfect isn't Easy" for Princess, both from Oliver and Company. Though your suggestions are great too!
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craziest shit to me is still quackitys "girls r confusing" =/= being gay” tweet. there is no joke, no sarcasm or irony… no memey reply from aksel… it’s the classic “just cause i don’t like girls doesn’t make me gay” response of gay guys who have decided they will die virgins rather than acknowledge any of this (and yes ace/aro people exist but that really doesn’t seem like what’s going on here)
the levels of denial and repression that fits into that 5 foot 7 catholic boy is insane. what does that statement mean. cuz it sounds like u don’t like girls, quackity
e specially this tweet contrasted with him tweeting ironic gay jokes that heavily increased over the next six months (i am GAY = Good At Yodeling, fellas is it gay to pee, sugar is the gay version of salt, i am gay straight bi ✅ searching for diamonds in minecraft, are cockroaches gay, i bent my leg = my leg is not straight = i am not straight, am i gay?)
not to mention the extreme fear of being seen as gay (didn’t talk about his music tastes because his fans called him gay for liking abba, couldn’t wear a bracelet because they called him gay, same with the necklace, he would self deprecate about his own “feminine” interests (soap operas for example), him being gay/effeminate was the butt of many jokes in his friend group (quackity is a girl/the bottom/the weak one/the baby [and yet in recent years HE makes these jokes- feminizing himself, characterizing himself/his personas as submissive, young, and openly attracted to men.] he would loudly brag about his attraction to taylor swift/other unattainable female celebrities. his early videos and streams would get him called the f slur (especially when he would pretend to be a girl and flirt with men on facebook and stuff. i still don’t understand this)
anon. anon you know so much. you have shared your wisdom with us all this is incredible. the quackity internalised homophobia manifesto
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hauntingblue · 5 months
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXECUTION DAY DECIDED NOOOOOOOOO
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incarnateirony · 1 year
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Big ball of trans issues inside
Been doing a lot of meditating. Maybe it's the time of year. Maybe it's the fresh catalyst. But I'd been considering personal life issues, relationship life issues, and the irony of "I don't have dysphoria tho" and then getting fucking hit with my own invisible baseball bat relentlessly from the blue suddenly. Oh, there it is. Nevermind. THERE IT IS I FOUND IT
So I almost didn't post this and didn't know where to start it, but figured it might help someone else. Warning, there's going to be adult content in here. Not like, porn, but I mean, I'm not gonna pull punches.
So anyway, first note is: SPN fandom is actually the only place anyone gendered me *female* in online as a default. Maybe it's just because it's generally assumed around here. Maybe it's because I was doxxed like a week into fandom the first time. I don't know.
But in days old, when I ran a famous giant early 2000s server, at best, "who the fuck is Minerva? Minerva is black crest? Minerva is Ave? So Minerva is a dude. Who the fuck is Minerva I've seen 20 Minervas and I've never met her. Him." since I've ALWAYS been the ghost in the matrix.
But those were the names I generally got known on individually--masc characters, couldn't write women for shit. Did I manwhore as a top Asmodeus in my teen years? Absolutely. To say I explored my sexuality through a masc mindset is an understatement.
So yeah, you have a few late teens/early 20s girlfriends/fuckbuddies/whatever. Then I got dragged into my life survival shit. You've heard it. From human trafficking to escape to domestic incidents I've been doxxed over about before there too. Then I went back to one ex-girlfriend in the mess that became a wife and finally settled down from bouncing around.
I mean it when I say staying still is weird for me. I still kind of want to get an RV and disappear. Again. But right this time. But I need a copilot, that's how this works, that's the whole thing.
But in that time, my wife and I started hot again and went cold again. Cuz turns out, I'm a great bang your brains out at the bar or hiking trail or bathroom flash in the pan, but not something your average Middle Class Woman who Wants To Explore The Lesbian Facet Of Her Bisexuality had in her head, I guess.
I spent a good deal of time getting bitched at for literally sounding/moving masc during intercourse and she wasn't even big on what one could call complimentary toys to that. And over time, we just kind of fell apart, sat in different rooms, and she got hostile to even talk to or sit in the room of long before the split. Anything above handling her like a vase in lesbian porn was Being Too Rough. And like yes I will worship you i will do so many things to that vase but after a certain point, I'm sorry, I'm invisible balls deep and I'm fucking the shit out of you, and you generally don't complain when you're yodeling as yall do.
So anyway, why talking about this old stuff? Because coming out was basically the catalyst point for everything else. The split/divorce, moving, me having to expedite a certain project I was sending before I lost it all in the chaos, trying to rebuild my life even before the health crash while letting her keep everything.
So my trans journey and consideration started quietly in those closed off rooms, and got shut out when I even hinted about it, or just waved it off and said don't worry about it, but that's like when the light switch hit, and she ran and got a job and tried to kick me out of the house I'd been paying for, for years, with her first check.
So you can get a bearing on like, I've sat alone, happily single, in my lil covid safe disability box, with occasional special friend visits. I mean, Discord keeps me in contact even with real life friends, and their lives are busy.
I kinda put in my head I'd just be a bachelor forever and had generally assumed I was, I don't know, ace? I put my horny jail so securely in a closed off box it's like I turned off the animal side of me and became the hyper-cerebral asshole everybody knows.
And then I dunno. A switch got hit. And I can't turn it off. And I realize I've truly always been like this, from my early jackoffs to my first fantasies I always sat from the "wrong" perspective. It even made porn uncomfortable because I didn't know how to sit and look at it and so on. My wife already shut down that part of me a LONG time ago. But it's because that part was there.
Like oh I'm not ace, I just completely hid from anything that activated that element of my persona. I see. How do I turn it off now. Because the second they flirt back or idk even joke about nudes it's like running back into that box, because no, what can I even send?
I never even thought about "properly" transitioning, because nobody was really gonna perceive me but me and my closest friends. But damn what the fuck it's there so bad now that's hanging there on the plate. And people say Do It For Yourself or whatever, and that's true. But when I'm safely alone in my box, Myself doesn't need that. but it takes even connecting these pieces to really get it. Like oh that explains literally everything about me and my relationships, neat. So doing it for myself still apparently has an element of Someone To Do It For that makes the switch get stuck on running up the horny dysphoric light bill. Rent free. All the time.
And when you're, in that case, the hopeless simp throwing through the shop window at something entirely out of your league that gets REAL AWKWARD. So I'm currently sorting through if this really is going to become a goal in the next few years. I mentioned thinking about it when my legs started going out. It's still there on the brain.
So idk, maybe this is an experience someone else has been smashing their head off the wall on themselves that might help.
And most of all if you're like me and get hit with some weird need to cry through it, don't fight it just go through that, once you let yourself have that it gets better I guess. It doesn't go away but gets better. I don't know how else to describe it. That's at least when I guess I let myself really own it.
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i am sorry i have been so out of sorts distracted. i have been here and plotting hardcore and loving every minute of it. i am so fucking hyped to do so many of these things and just loving sharing and coming up with headcanons and just discussing other people's muses with them too so honestly come yodel at me any time i am here for it. i've just been hella distracted to actually write write because it's hot out, our ac is completely broken and we live in a second story unit that gets hit with sun at all angles so we may as well live in a sauna. annnnd i do not tolerate heat and being uncomfortable well so it's been distracting me from doing lengthy things of any real substance like starters or replies.
gonna try and jump in the shower to cool down like @idolkills suggested and see if that helps some. then dinner with the wife and hopefully i will be comfortable enough to really get to some real writing! i have so much muse and i am so excited to do all of this and to keep plotting and branching out to new and more things!
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