#anatomy died in this one oops sorry

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I just had this idea! Though um if you up for it. It can be NSFW. Its how the turtles will react to an innocent S/o who unknowingly made a naughty joke. She never makes these jokes as she had no idea how!. Also she had accidentally texted the joke!.

Well oops on her part👀

This be how they react after that almost awkward text chat when she arrives at the lair. Thats all i can think of for now. This is gonna be good. Work your magic!

Innocent Turned Naughty 🔥

Ohh, honey, I have been waiting for this! I decided to do it head cannon style, so we're going with that. I hope this to your liking. Some of these aren't really jokes, just messages that could go into two ways. Obviously they took it to the deep end because they're men. 😂

🔞 Warning 🔞 NSFW 18+ Only

Dirty talk and some crack because we all need humor. 👌🏻

Your turtle terrapin was relaxing in the lair when his phone buzzed at a random. He would usually do his favorite type of activity during these times, so relaxing on the couch was a new norm he would get used to.

When he opened the message, however, was when his eyes widened at the message you've just sent to him.

• "Wanna go to the dojo and give me a private lesson?"

• Mouth dropped, eyes wide

• Went complete shut down

• This poor man doesn't know what to do

• But he will admit that he's intrigued

• You are his innocent, little blossom. Why did that line made his heart race?

• He doesn't text back

• That man calls!

• When you picked up, however, you were all cheerful as ever.

• "You do realize what you have done, right?"

• Confusion on your end, until he told you about the message you've sent. You started panicking.

• "O-Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry! I was actually wanting to do some training since you have an off day. So I thought that you could teach me."

• Awkwardness falls.

• Leo rubbed his face, completely embarrassed about thinking of such things of you like this.

• "I apologize, blossom. I kind of went to the deep end." He chuckled nervously as he looked around the room, hoping no one heard their conversation.

• "Oh, no, you're fine! I mean," you paused as you brought up the last bit of courage you have. "I was actually like to have a lesson, if you know what I mean." He could hear that teasing tone, even though your voice wavered a bit.

• *Que Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen* Mother, I've just killed a man.

• He took in a deep breath, exhaled slowly. "I was going to let you off the hook but, since my little one wants to tease, I expect you down here in 20 minutes. Do you understand me?"

• He laughed when he heard you scurrying around your apartment. This is going to be fun.

• "Bench press me?"

• The man was shooketh to the core!

• Had to placr his phone down just so he could breathe.

• That text can go into different ways and he's thinking of the naughty kind.

• Oh, he can bench press you alright. He'll press you into a mating press, that's what he will do!

• Another vibration was heard and he looked the text. It was from you.

• "I'm so embarrassed. I just realized on what it sounds like and I'm so sorry!"

• He ain't having it. Oh, heck naw! You've poked the bear and you're gonna get the grizzly.

• Eat you up until there's nothing left, babe!

• He called you.

• "H-Hello?" You spoke with uncertainty. He hasn't responded until he called. You're a little nervous right now.

• "What kind of pressing are we talking about here? Cause all I'm thinking of is you, in a mating press, and you screaming my name until my brothers complain about the noise."

• You've just died happy.

• "Teach me some anatomy, love? 🥰"

• Donnie raised a brow as he read the message you've just sent.

• Anatomy, huh?

• "Which part of anatomy?" He replied back as he continued to read until you've messaged him back.

• "Reproductive system."

• His brain short suricated.

• "And the muscles and tendons. To see what they do if they go passed their limits."

• Oh, he's trying so hard not to go to the deep end. But it's hard to when the conversation is like this!

• He called.

• "Darling," he replied when you've picked up his call. "Re-read what you've just said to me."

• You were confused until you've spoke the message out loud. He can't help but smirk when he heard your voice being covered by your hands. "Now, to answer your question. I will teach you, but it's best if I could demonstrate. If you don't mind."

• He laughed when he heard you scream out away from the phone. Oh, this is entertaining.

• "Which type do you prefer? Sweet or spicy?"

• Mikey pondered in thought. "I like sweet!"

• "Sweet is nice, but I like to have some spicy. ^^"

• Oh, you all know where this is going.

• This man has a dirty mind, so don't be surprised when he replied something naughty in return.

• "Ooh, spicy, huh? I will definitely spice things up, if you know what I mean." He sent a smirking emoji after that.

• You were a blushing mess when he sent that smirk emoji.

• "That's not what I meant!" You replied with a blush.

• Mikey chuckled as he called you.

• When you answered however, he groaned deep from within his chest. "Angel, if you want spicy, I definitely got the spice! Come over here and have a taste!"

• But what shocks him was when you replied back.

• "Oh, really? You're big talk, baby. Give it to me then."

• Now it's his turn to blush. He didn't expect you to counter back like that.

• "Come over and I will!" He challenged.

• He could hear keys and a door slam. Oh, you're serious!

• Let's just say the man rushed to his room and done a quick clean up.

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Stranger Things Reaction: The Weirdo on Maple Street

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts: A Flashback Series

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Dustin, it’s not like all you did was clap; you kinda lunged at her.  She could be not-deaf, or she could be deaf and have eyes alkdsjf

Okay, look, I guess how people see this as “Oh, look, Mike’s so in-tune with her, he’s realizing she’s scared and cold and drenched and all.”  But.  Also.  Have you considered.  That he’s literally the caretaker of the group?  Steve is the overall babysitter/caretaker, eventually, of course, but, of the kids, Mike is the one who’s always anticipating people’s emotions.  He’s always ultra-aware of Will, sure, and El, but there are other examples.  I’ll start mentioning them when I see them.

Well, there’s one; the other two instantly turn around, but he stops her, points out the bathroom, etc.

Noticing a trend of compromise here; I remember the “compromise” and “halfway happy” scene with Hopper in the later ep, and now there’s Mike going to close the door, Eleven stopping him, and him putting it cracked instead.  I don’t know what this says, but it says something.

Dustin being adorable alkdsjf

“Like Michael Myers”  Foreshadowingggg

DUSTIN.  WE KNOW SHE ALMOST TOOK OFF HER SHIRT.  CALM THY SELF, PLEASE  (but also you’re adorable)

“I feel like my life started that day we found you in the woods.”  -Mike, s4.  Buddy, what do you mean???  You legit found her and went, “here’s how we can get out of having to worry about her and her potential backstory from the asylum, and then we go out again, and this time we find Will.”  WDYM YOUR LIFE STARTED WITH EL???  (Shhh.  Not me having spoilers from s4 or anything…)

Oh, look, the yellow phone returns

Ouch

Mike, you’re so subtle

I love the Mike-taunting-Nancy-with-innuendos thing here.  “What’s your test on again?  Human Anatomy”  aka the sibling “I know what you did and I’ll tell if you don’t hush.” 

Okay, but the fact that El's somehow managing to stay in someone's house without any adult ever noticing a;kdsfj;lkadjf

I’m sorry, but this is just… not how a romance would be shot.  Mike is concerned and caring, yeah, but not like a boyfriend, I’m sorry.

All the Upside-Down places being cool-colored, and all the party scenes being warm

WAIT THE JACKET JONATHAN’S WEARING.  I’VE SEEN THAT BEFORE.  YOU’VE SHOWN ME THAT SOMEWHERE BEFORE

The awkwardly hovering blurry figures over her shoulder

She still looks so different

I KNOW.  WAYNE’S WEARING IT.  WHEN HE’S PUTTING UP THE EDDIE POSTERS… not to push my Eddie-lives agenda, but.  I’ve heard about him and I don’t accept the Eddie-dies agenda, so.

Dustin.  Let.  The shirt thing. Go.

“Nice, right?  It’s a 22-inch.”  The contrast between then and now aldskjf

El getting to have some degree of fun with the chair is precious

Love this song.  Even before I watched this show, I loved it, but even more so now.

Jonathan, pushing against conformity for the sake of conformity since season 1 episode 2.

If this shopowner can afford giving her an advance, he sucks for not just giving it to her; if he can’t, I sympathize.  Idk how to feel, tbh.

Nooo, poor Mike. I understand, tho.  I, too, rant about my fixations until the other person walks off.  ‘Tis sad, every time

Mike and Will practically hugging in the photo though (photo post here)

Mike legit almost ran out in front of his mom with El right behind him; y’all ain’t inconspicuous

Um.  Just pointing out the symbolism of Mike suggesting hiding in the closet as a viable defense mechanism

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide anything.”  *thump*  “Is there someone else here?”  “Nope!”  That went well.

Poor El

Poor Joyce

I think I’m gonna write those four words a lot for this show

Poor Benny  (See?)

Um.  *Jonathan shoves Lonnie off him*  “You’ve gotten stronger”  SIR?!  I don’t like that insinuation.

Dustin is adorable.

Oop, spooky door slamming motion.  And nosebleed.

(I’m sorry, but I have to say… It’s a pet peeve of mine that the blood never changes from that same, one-centimeter drip out of her left nostril.  Like, it’s the stupidest thing, but it irks me.)

Lonnie, you’re an asshole.

Oh, he actually tried it: “Look, all I’m saying is, maybe I’m not the asshole, right?”  No, sorry, Lonnie, you’re definitely the asshole.  Many times over, in fact.

Dustin is the only one acting normal; he’s so cute

Y’all ain’t acting normal; it’s a wonder no one’s noticed

I’ve had Dustin’s “spasm” thing in my head ever since I first saw that episode.

Nancy being mean to Dustin again :(

Go Mr. Clarke, finding the clue

Dustin continues to be my beloved

Poor El

“A friend…”  “Is something you’d do anything for.”  “You lend them your cool stuff, like comic books and trading cards.”  These two answers are not equivalent, btw, and it’s very easy to tell which is Mike talking about Will and which is Dustin talking about Will.  *cough cough* Byler *cough cough*

Dustin and Lucas in the background were quality.

Barb deserves better

“Is that a new bra?”  “...No.”  Mmmhmmm

Who tf is this chick? Hopper had a gf?

Ma’am just wiped off their campaign map; how dare.  Better hope Mike had that written down

Also, how convenient of her to know which miniature was Will’s alkdsfj

Okay, I’m sorry… Look, I love, love, love the D&D stuff, okay.  But the fact that Dustin, Mike, and Lucas are all like oh my god she picked up the demogorgon is kinda ridiculous because it’s not like she knows what it means?  She just saw the mini and was like, ooh, scary thing, that works. (At least as far as we know)

Love the music

Steve, buddy, you are so awkward

Poor Barb

I could neverrrrrr.  I hate trying something new with an audience and then screwing it up, and this was such a doomed-to-fail situation, too

Poor Barbbbbb

Carol deserved getting shoved into the pool for that smirk, just btw.

Although, judging by how steamy that pool is, it doesn’t seem that cold, tbh

Jonathan being creepy

Will and yellowish phones again

FLICKER LIGHTS

Poor Joyce never has working technology

I still love this song

I was waiting for the bulb to burst but it didn’t… at least her tech isn’t not-working that badly

Also, the light-flickering-and-music-combo to show Will still trapped there/get her to go back in is so cool

“Well, you are cleaning the sheets”  The sad bit is, Steve’s parents probably wouldn’t even notice if they weren’t laundered at all

Poor.  Barb.

Steve’s room is so horrible.

“Some… privacy please?”  *he turns*  “Steve?”  *takes off shirt*  Ma’am wot.  (Yes, I know, the first might well have been a test to make sure he’d respect her boundaries, but still.  Ma’am.)

Poor Barbbbbb.

I will say, the photos Jonathan took, for all they’re creepy, are very pretty.

The image of the blood passing through the water was pretty

I love this song too… Hazy Shade of Winter?  Gold.

And that’s a wrap!

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Captain and Steve share the same bed and y'all can pry this headcanon from my cold, dead hands

#anatomy died in this one oops sorry #it was super rushed tho #i just wanted to draw those two cuddling sob sob #i bet Captain's hugs are the best sniff #big strong hairy arms 😳 #tankmen fanart #rynna draws #tankmen #tankman #tankmen captain #tankmen steve #tankmen newgrounds #tankman x steve #captain x steve #capsteve #yes capsteve cuz capteve sounds like a bad name for a british brand of chips lmfaoo #ew

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[The following ask is just an attempt on my, Winter's, part to exploit a quirk in tumblr's code that keeps formatting from copy/pasted items when answering an ask on desktop as opposed to making a text post.]

MC is a Phoenix and Child of a Famous Magic User

A slightly modified request fill for @guardianoftheunderworld090! This ended up getting away from me a bit, and by a bit I mean a lot so uhhh Oops! Because of that, I didn’t end up doing the dateables+Luke, so apologies! But this is already probably wayyyyy off from the original request anyway.

Again, oopsie :3

Content Warnings: Temporary character death, spoilers for Lesson 16+, brief implication of immolation (but not really bc, y’know, phoenix), mild-to-moderate blood and injuries/violence

As soon as they learned their name, everyone knew of MC. While not quite on Solomon or the great witch Maddi’s level, their parents had made quite the name for themselves in the magical community. Their pre-existing knowledge of magic and the supernatural was therefore completely expected.

Less so was what happened when they died.

Mammon had been cradling their body when it happened, still too stunned to react to his smug younger brother gloating about taking out such a fragile, weak creature. The entire House of Lamentation was in shock: MC, the human they had come to cherish, was bleeding out right in front of their eyes and there was nothing they could do to stop it.

The Avatar of Greed’s breath hitched as he felt their pulse fade, watched the rise and fall of their chest cease…

And then he screamed as MC’s body burst into flames. They were scorching hot, but left no marks on him nor the surrounding area. On instinct, Beelzebub darted forward to pull Mammon away from the inferno, his protests weakened by surprise and grief. Belphegor was knocked backwards off his feet by the force of the flames, and they all watched as the fire raged on, until it began to take on a recognizable shape.

Not of MC, but of a brightly coloured flaming bird.

The phoenix cocked its head to the side, as though assessing its surroundings, eyes passing over each of the frozen brothers before rounding on Belphegor. It shrieked, puffed up feathers interspersed with jets of flame, and charged the youngest with its sharp beak and talons bared.

And suddenly it was no longer a bird.

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” MC yelled as they continued to slash at Belphie. A large pair of bright flaming wings arched behind their back, threatening to torch anything they touched. “I LITERALLY RISKED THE WRATH OF LUCIFER FOR WEEKS TO HELP YOUR SORRY ASS GET OUT OF THAT ATTIC AND THIS IS HOW YOU THANK ME?! WITH MURDER?!”

Blood pooled in Belphie’s mouth from a particularly nasty slash across his lip. He spit to the side before replying, “In my defense, most people stay dead when you kill them!”

“THAT’S ALL YOU HAVE TO—”

“...MC?” Levi said, voice small. “I-Is that really you…?” His tail swished behind him anxiously.

MC turned their attention to the rest of the brothers (one set of talons still embedded in Belphie’s leg, in case he had thoughts of running).

Beel was stock still, eyes pointed ahead but staring at something beyond the room. Asmo was crying silently, though his expression was neutral and wide eyed. The gears in Satan’s head were visibly turning even as he shredded the sleeves of his shirt with his claws. Mammon was misty eyed, with such an open expression of love and want and hurt that it made them want to cry as well. And Lucifer… The Avatar of Pride’s usual mask of stony superiority had crumbled into something lost and broken.

They looked back to Belphegor, who clutched at his leg, his own tears threatening to spill from his eyes. They slowly remove their talons from his leg and face the group, folding their wings inward until they regain their humanoid form.

“I guess I have a bit of explaining to do, huh.”

Lucifer

Too many things have happened so fast, he doesn’t even know how to respond.

Not only has MC apparently been having secret meetings with Belphegor, not only are the pacts they’ve made with his brothers just tools to free him, not only did Belphegor then betray them and attempt to kill them, but they’re also… A phoenix?!

Distantly, hysterically, he thinks, how in the three realms is that not on their file?

“Oh, I’m also not technically from this timel-”

Lucifer shushes them. He can’t deal with any other reveals right now.

Once… everything is dealt with, he allows himself to be curious about MC’s origins.

Have they always been this way? Were they adopted by their parents, a familiar given human form, or had something gone wrong one day with a spell?

He’ll never ask them though. He knows origins can be touchy subjects.

He grounds himself in the practical. Does MC know how to control their abilities? Are their needs being met? Are there any additional accommodations they require?

Sometimes, when their wings are out, he can’t help but be reminded of the similarly fiery wings of the seraphim from home the Celestial Realm and feel nostalgic.

His more possessive side also relishes the fact that they share a connection through association with birds, especially considering how some varieties of phoenixes tend to resemble peacocks.

It must be difficult for them to preen those large wings, do they need any help? No, it’s not that he wants to, don’t be ridiculous. But if they ever want his help...

Mammon

Once the initial shock of “holy shit the love of my life just BURST INTO FLAMES IN MY ARMS” fades, he’s just happy MC’s alive and well.

But he does put on a front of being upset that they never told him about their nature.

“Stupid hu— uhhh, phoenix, I worried for nothin’! Wait, no, I wasn’t worried at all—”

“Sure you weren’t,” MC retorts with a smile.

Seriously though, why didn’t they tell him? He’s their guardian, their First, he should know these things!

Do they think he’ll… try and take advantage of them because of their powers? He’d never!

Okay, maybe when they first met he might have considered it, but not now! Not now that he…

One night, Mammon and MC are up late watching some terrible Devildom romcom. MC has long since fallen asleep, and one of their enormous wings is draped over Mammon, pinning him in place.

The flames interspersed amongst their feathers are short and glow only dimly, like dying embers. Occasionally, a few will flare slightly or twitch as though a breeze has blown by.

“...I was really scared, you know,” he murmurs to their sleeping form. “I really thought you were gone. And I realized at that moment that I… I can’t lose you. I love you so much MC. You’re worth more to me than anything else in the Devildom, than anything in all the three realms. Please don’t scare me like that ever again…”

MC doesn’t stir, but the flames on their wing follow Mammon’s hand as he pets the warm feathers. They’re only pleasantly warm, with a smooth, silky texture to them.

He snuggles closer to them and drifts off himself, comforted by the heat of their body, human and avian anatomy alike.

Leviathan

Levi cannot believe his luck. He finally gets himself a friend he can really trust, and then his younger brother (who was trapped in an attic by the way, NOT in the human world like Lucifer said, because oh yeah, also Lucifer’s a liar) kills them, and now they’re—

It’s too much to process at once. All he can latch onto is that’s them, right? That’s really his MC, his Henry, the one person outside of his family who doesn’t dismiss him as some gross shut-in?

Once he’s assured himself that they’re safe, he’s immediately hit with the rest of the surprises to process. He hugs MC tightly against himself, whether to protect them from Belphegor or himself from… everything, is anyone’s guess.

It takes a long time for Levi’s newfound clinginess to dissipate. He refuses to let MC be alone around Belphegor under any circumstances, even if it means leaving his room more than he’s comfortable with.

In this time, he learns a lot about MC.

He learns that they seek to cool off the same way he seeks out warmth, and that this makes them excellent cuddling partners. He learns that they let out very adorable chirps of squawks when caught off guard.

He learns the hard way that a phoenix in love is a fire hazard.

But he also learns that he’d risk every item in his collection to see MC’s radiant smile.

Satan

Set the phoenix thing aside, Satan thinks to himself as he rushes over to inspect MC for injuries. Set it aside.

Once he’s sure they are unharmed, he turns his attention to Belphegor.

The Avatar of Sloth is lucky MC got to him first. Satan wouldn’t have stopped at a warning strike. Belphie knows from the murderous glare shot his way that it is only the presence of the others that’s stopping Satan from taking his revenge.

His fingers linger in their wings. MC’s feathers are all out of sorts, but there are no bald patches indicating any serious burns or other wounds. Still, Satan cards through them carefully, checking and double checking for any signs of damage. MC fidgets under his attention.

“Uh, Satan?” They’re blushing. “That kinda tickles.”

“Oh! Oh, um, sorry, I was just— you’re okay, right?”

They let out a small laugh and bop him gently with a wing. “Everything’s in working order, don’t worry.”

“That’s— Good, that’s uh, that’s great.”

“...Go ahead, you dork,” MC prompts with a smile. He blinks at them owlishly. “Ask your questions!”

He does, over the course of the next couple of weeks, in between therapeutic pranks against a certain youngest brother.

Asmodeus

As MC is born again from flame, Asmo learns the true horror of love.

He had always been the one to invoke passion in others: to seduce loyal partners and drive others mad with desire, to twist their love into lust and unleash its destructive potential. Despite this, he never really understood the feeling himself, why something as ephemeral as a feeling could drive humans to such extremes.

But seeing MC wounded and bloody, watching the light in their eyes dim, the Avatar of Lust had felt the call of blood and rage and grief and love for the first time. And watching MC dust themself off as they explain their unique heritage, Asmo realizes that those feelings would have destroyed him. He would have done anything and everything to bring MC back to him, given up any part of himself just to see them one more time.

So forgive him, MC, if his movements ever slow to a stop while preening your wings. If he sometimes stares at you with awe, or holds you tight enough to bruise.

His heart has never been anyone’s but his before, and he is so very afraid of getting burned.

Beelzebub & Belphegor

Oh this is Not bringing up good memories at all.

Something about seeing MC and Belphegor, bloody with the scent of fire and death in the air jumbles his senses and suddenly they’re not in the House of Lamentation but the battlefield and she’s been struck down, he was too slow, he chose his twin over his sister can he live with that? Can any of them? She’s falling she’s falling and he’s falling and they’re going to—

When he snaps back into awareness, Beel is restraining a hissing and spitting MC as they scratch and claw at him to get to Belphegor, the one wing Beel didn’t manage to pin down flapping about erratically.

Their movements only stop when they feel hot tears on their back. MC calms down and shifts more gently in Beelzebub’s grasp, turning to face him.

“Beel, it’s okay,” they say, cupping his face with a bloody, taloned hand. He smells the blood and lets out a sob.

Belphegor moves to comfort his twin, but MC’s wings snap open, shielding the pair in a ring of fire and feathers.

“I— I…” He can’t form the words. You died, my brother killed you, he’s here, you hurt him, why is he here, why did he hurt you, how did— “Please,” he says, finally.

MC frowns, hesitates. But slowly, they lower their wings and step aside, letting the twins reunite. As they embrace, Belphegor shoots them a look, but it’s not hateful. It’s not regretful or apologetic either, more of a profound confusion.

Despite demons’ regenerative abilities, Belphegor remains mostly bedridden for quite some time. It seems a phoenix’s wounds negate most healing factors, and the 5 pronged gash in his leg is particularly stubborn in its refusal to close. He jokes that the slow recovery must be because MC will never forgive him for what he’s done. Beel chastises him and says they’re more forgiving than he thinks.

Still, Belphie is surprised to see MC join Beel when he comes to change the youngest’s bandages. They hold out their hands, revealing 10 strange, press-on caps over their talons as they assure Belphie they won’t hurt him.

Where Beel is overly cautious and gentle, MC is practiced and efficient as they inspect, clean, and redress his wounds.

“Is this your way of apologizing?” Belphie can’t help but ask, earning him a stern glare from his twin.

“For attacking you after you killed me, not knowing it wouldn’t take? No,” they reply around a mouthful of medical tape. “It’s an excuse to talk.” They gesture for Beel to move his hand from the gauze pad so they can tape it down.

“You want to talk with your would-be murderer.” MC gathers up the garbage and old bandages to toss them in the trash.

“You’re not the first person to try, you know,” they remark as they dust off their hands.

“What?!” the twins shout in unison, Beel nearly dropping the scissors he was putting back into the first aid kit.

“I’ll tell you about it if you tell me why…” MC gestures broadly to Belphegor, “this all happened the way it did.”

This exchange of stories does not repair MC and Belphegor’s fraught relationship. That is not how wounds heal. But nevertheless, some weeks later, the House of Lamentation has a movie night. And sandwiched in the middle of the familial cuddle pile is MC, Beel, and Belphie, each tucked under one fiery wing.

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“here’s a glass of whatever.” for whoever you'd like :))

Walking into the bar, she heard their friends and her boyfriend before she actually saw them. Race’s head was thrown back laughing, Spot was glaring at his husband, and her own fiancé just grinned and shook his head. Smalls, the birthday girl, was at the other end enjoying what looked like her first or second legal drink. There were about 20 people crammed around the large table.

“Hey you made it!” Jack exclaimed, hooping up from his chair to meet her before she got to the table. “Hello, hello.”

He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss as his siblings catcalled them. Rolling his eyes he pulled away, giving Kat a grin. “I swear they were all asking about when you were coming.”

She grinned, putting her bag on a chair before making her way around the large table, stopping to catch up with all of their friends and the birthday girl.

About 20 minutes later, she collapsed on the chair beside Jack, putting her head in her arms sighing loudly. “Rough day?”

“Remind me again why I thought it would be a GREAT idea to become a high school English teacher?” She rolled her eyes. “If I have to look at one more horribly written essay, I will scream.”

Spot tipped his beer in her direction. “Wanna come over to the house and have a grading party? I’ve got to grade the Anatomy exams this weekend. We can be miserable together.”

Kat raised her hand for a high-five before nodding. “Sounds like a plan!”

“Now what would you like to drink?” Jack asked, looking at her with a grin.

She glanced down the table at what everyone else was drinking, shrugging her shoulders. “Surprise me.”

He nodded, looking at their end of the table to see if anyone else needed a refill. Race and Spot both held their beers up while Jack nodded.

She nodded to Smalls. “How many drinks is she on?”

“Jack bought her some kind of shot to start the night off and she’s been nursing that pink fufu drink for a while.” Race shrugged. “She’s Romeo’s issue tonight since this was his grand idea.”

Kat giggled. “Of course Jack bought her a shot. It’s his signature when any of you turn 21.”

“Well since you’re the oldest of the group, it’s really you that started that tradition.” Spot pointed his beer bottle at her. “So that’s all your fault.”

Shrugging her shoulders, she grinned when a pink cocktail was put down in front of her. “Here’s a glass of whatever.”

“You don’t even know the name of it yet you’re giving it to me?” Kat rolled her eyes. “Really feeling the love, babe.”

Jack tipped his beer back. “I watched the bartender make it. He told me the name of it and I forgot. It’s got strawberry vodka and sprite in it - you really can’t go wrong.”

She took a tentative sip before nodding her head in approval. “Hey this is good.”

Smalls stumbled over to the other side of the table, before almost falling into Jack’s lap. “I love you guys so much! You’re the best brothers and sister a girl could ask for.”

Taking a sip of her drink, Kat was thrown back to her own 21st birthday. It actually kind of sucked because she was the oldest of their friends and she was the only one legally able to drink but that didn’t stop her friends from making it a memorable one.

“You okay?” Jack nudged her shoulder with a grin.

Nodding, she sipped her drink. “Just thinking back to my 21st birthday. That seems like so long ago.”

“It was 6 years ago, Kat.” Spot gave her a grin. “You’re not that old yet.”

Flipping him off, she shook her head. “Not that - we were so damn carefree and almost reckless back then. I don’t know how I survived that night but you three weren’t much better if I recall correctly.”

“I thought mama was going to kill us.” Race chuckled. “We ended up in a tent in the backyard somehow and she was banging pots and pans the next morning at 8am. I will never forget her laugh that morning at our discomfort.”

They all involuntarily shiver at the pots and pans and the laughter. They all looked at the end of the table where Chance, Smalls, Romeo and Specs were all laughing at something. Oh to be young again.

Two hours later

She was on her third pink drink. And she was fully feeling it’s effects. Leaning against Jack, she was blowing bubbles with her spit while Race and Spot both laughed. “If only your students could see you now.”

Sitting up, her hand hit the table as she looked wide eyed around the bar. “God no! That’ll be bad, bad, bad, Spottie.”

“Don’t get her worked up.” Jack practically begged giving his brother and brother-in-law a look. “I actually want to get some sleep tonight.”

She ran her hand through his hair with a grin. “Wanna hear something?”

“What?” Jack, Spot and Race all looked at her with mild interest at what was to come out of her tipsy mouth. “Jack Daniel, the founder of the whiskey died from kicking a safe. When he kicked it, he broke his toe which got infected. He eventually died from blood poisoning.”

Race started laughing, leaning against Spot. “How? Where did you learn that?”

“One of my students told me - I just remembered it.” She shrugged. “Wanna hear something else?”

Shrugging their shoulders, they all grinned. “Octopuses and squids have beaks. The beak is made of keratin – the same material that a bird’s beak, and our fingernails are made of.”

Spot raised an eyebrow at Jack. “Dude, she’s spotting off random facts while tipsy. Does she do this often?”

“Only when she’s had a few.” Jack smiled. “That’s why she’s so good at trivia nights.”

They had to quit trivia nights as a group due to Katherine crushing them all anytime they played.

“Did you know during the Prohibition era, the U.S. Government allowed Whiskey to be sold through pharmacies?” Kat grinned. “That’s how Walgreens grew from 20 retail stores to almost 400.”

Jack chuckled. “It always amazes me that she became an English teacher instead of a history teacher.”

“Why do you think she always includes these random facts as extra points on her exams?” Spot asked, giving Jack a goofy smile. “She wanted to get some of that random knowledge to the kids.”

“There is a town in Nebraska called Monowi with a population of one. The only resident is a woman who is the Mayor, Bartender and Librarian, did you know that Jack?” She got off her chair sticking her tongue out at him. “I’m the Queen of the ….”

Race and Spot simultaneously both gasped and laughed as she stumbled almost falling to the ground. “And that’s our cue to head home. Katherine, dear, lets go!”

“Awww you're a party pooper Jack Kelly!” She pouted, throwing an arm around his shoulder. She grinned watching Race and Spot both stand to give her a hug.

“Race, tell my fiancé that he’s a party pooper.” Kat pouted, throwing her arms around him.

Kissing the side of her head while giving her a hug, he grinned. “He’s trying to save some of your dignity sweetheart. Love him for it.”

“Love you Race.” She sighed before moving onto hug Spot. “Love you Spottie. See you tomorrow.”

Spot promised he would see her before she stumbled to Jack’s side. Walking over to Smalls, they said their final goodbyes, before he led her out to the cooler air.

Stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, she threw her arms around his shoulders before burping in his face with a giggle. “Oops! Sorry! I love you Jack Kelly.”

“Love you too, Kat.” He grimaced. “Let’s get you home.”

He shouldered most of her weight as they made their way home. Once safe inside, he picked her up bridal style before dropping her onto the bed. “Come on let’s get you changed and ready for bed.”

Once changed, he tucked her in before getting himself changed. “Jack?”

“Yea babe?” He crawled into bed, pulling her closer to his chest.

She yawned. “Did you know that humans are the only animals that blush?”

“I didn’t know that.” He chuckled. “How about you close your eyes and go to sleep? You’ve got to be at Race and Spot’s by 9 tomorrow.”

Tucking her head under his chin, she sighed sleepily. “Love you Jack.”

“Love you too Kat!” He kisses the top of her head before closing his eyes, letting sleep carry him away.

Thanks for sending in the prompt @cutesiewoojin!!!

#newsies #newsies fan fiction #writing #asks #prompts #drunk katherine is my favorite #jack kelly #spot conlon #racetrack higgins #teacher Katherine #Teacher Spot #Spot teaches science #Katherine teaches English #alcohol

[l-loneybun]

♡ 2019 Art Summary + updates/plans for 2020

(25/01) sorry for the late update,, I meant to post this on the 1st,, but,, stuff happened;; u_u

TLDR: I’m going on hiatus. I’ll also be privating a lot of my posts here if they’re text posts, or art I just don’t like. I really want this blog to look like a proper portfolio for when I come back;; Probably won’t be back until May or even later,, might go fuq off to a new account just to see how well I can do on my own for a bit,, Ty for support + have a nice year~ _______________________________________________________________

*big sigh I have to rewrite a lot of this bc my computer died and I was to stupid to draft this before*

So basically, this year’s art summary is surprisingly better than last year’s. I didn’t really notice since I’ve actually been feelin p shit about my progress until I put this together. Definitely more variation in style compared to 2018 (can’t believe I said that “I got to experiment a lot” that year haha guess I was really grasping). The second half of this is pretty much just me going over my 2019 (not just art), so feel free to stop reading here!! Thanks for all the new support, I hope you all have a good 2020. _______________________________________________________________ This is just me really wanting to vent/express my thoughts somewhere, and I just find tumblr the most comfortable place to do that since it’s sort of more hidden and people don’t really read personal posts!! So here we gooooo

I can’t really remember most of January - April, just that I was really stressed about not finishing a portfolio for one of my classes hgjfkdls,, I also quit my job near the end of April since management changed for the worse;; Little did I know how it’s harder to get a job while unemployed,, (seriously what’s up with that?? I get that many people need to work 2+ jobs,, but I would like to live too;; qxq) So I gave up on looking for work, since I didn’t think anyone would want to hire me if I would be gone for over a month right in the middle of summer.

May - June consisted of trying to generate enough art pieces to meet my 1 piece per 5 days art schedule. I also started to fall out of the FE fandom while really getting in to Sonic again. I’m pretty sure I wanted to draw a lot of Pokemon and Zelda fanart as well,, but I was (and still am) at the point where I hate my human art, and being able to draw Sonic art — which I'm more comfortable with — was just much more appealing;; uxu I feel more familiar with these characters, and so many creative ideas just come to be (other than memes, like my FE stuff).

From August onward, though,, I just feel like things turned for the worse. I had (what I would assume was) my first panic attack during my exchange program. It’s feels so fucking pathetic that this would happen at 20 years old;; I thought I was so much better off compared to middle/high school when it came to keeping my anxiety in check, bu t guess not,, ahhahhahhahah,,,, and it wouldn’t be the only one this year;; :’)

I still wouldn’t have found a job after my return, but would still have enough money to pay off my first semester with some left over. Unfortunately, due to vet bills, I wouldn’t have enough to pay for a full course load for my second semester. This was also due to some poor planning on my part regarding commissions/adopts,, so oop;; I’m only taking one course this sem, so I’m looking for full-time work, but damn ! ! no job ! ! esp sucks since my mom is the only one paying for things atm;; soooo great

ugh;; I don’t want to talk about this anymore,, so I’ll just go onto plans/bucket list for 2020/2021, since I keep forgetting:: _______________________________________________________________

If you didn’t read the TLDR, basically I’m taking a break from all my art accounts and such. Even though I can see a lot of improval from 2018-2019, I’m still disappointed in my lack of anatomy/technical skills in my art, especially since I believe I told myself I would improve last year;; So I’m going to try avoid going online as much as possible since it’s really just too distracting,, I really want to dedicate all the time I have now to improving/adopting new skills, so my bucket list/new year’s resolutions for 2020 will be:

Improving human anatomy/developing a good artstyle for human art

Developing assets for RPG Maker XP games (???) (I actually forgot about the pkmn one I started in 2018 until I looked through my archive. I don’t think I’m actually going to make any playable games, just some nice things to look at.)

Learning how to use Blender + making many plant assets

Creating designs/inventory to sell at an anime convention for 2021

Saving up for a Canon EOS M50 Mirrorless Camera to document Artist Alley experience

Becoming ~ambidextrous~

That’s all I can remember for now, but I’m sure I’m forgetting some,,, um,, thanks if you read this for far?? I don’t really have much more to say;; ,,,,,, bye :x

#art summary #update

[geekkatsblog]

At this point you knew I was gonna do another Grey's Anatomy review 16×12

The episode all in all was kinda boring and didn't have much going on so this shouldn't be too long.

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Jackson and Maggie

Still have a lot of venom towards each other 🙄 and showed it the whole episode. Jackson however had no right inviting his new girlfriend to dinner without running it by Catherine and Richard first. I mean sure it's your family's house but at least mention it to your mother and don't even get me started with the new girlfriend (Vic?) Inviting a whole other person to the dinner without asking first. Who just brings a random person to their boyfriend/girlfriend's family dinner and is just like this is ok right and letting herself through. She wanted to make a good impression and that was what she chose to do? Then him insulting Maggie all the time........ I might not be able to give a lot of advice on relationships but Vic come on, you got a lot of information and tea on Jackson tonight...... Run.

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Station 19 People

(Vic and the dude?????)

They aren't people to me at least not yet so I'm not bothering to really memorize their names like that. Out of all the dinner goers I felt most sorry for the guy. You're dragged to a dinner to distract your friend's boyfriend's ex girlfriend only to find out they didn't know you were coming and are clearly unwanted at the dinner. Then the people at the table started throwing cheap shots across the table. The poor girl Vic just wanted Catherine to like her and was thrown out to the sharks because Catherine was extremely petty that night. Just glad that in the end she acknowledged her.

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Catherine and Richard

I knew some dramatic stuff was coming this episode, but none like this. I didn't think that they were going to actually separate I saw the reminiscences coming and thought that was going to bring them together and my theory was going well until Catherine said a but in the apology. Quite honestly I think there could have been some added conversation included in that fight. Catherine was really heart broken from Jackson's dad she's broken and now hard hearted, and She really was trying to apologize and talk to him in the most Catherinesque way possible. I like to look at both sides in things like this, for Catherine she's been hurt and left to raise a kid on her own and has problems trusting, then she marries a man who used to constantly cheat on his wife, hell he cheated on Adele with her, before she died. Then there was Ellis Grey and let's not forget Pac North Heffa who was apparently 'there for him' all the time and then she comes to see him and hears that he's drinking coffee with his wife who wasn't her. However that was the time to start talking. She shouldn't have married Richard if she didn't trust him and could have spoken to him before drawing the worst conclusion. Then her buying the Pac North hospital????? 🙄🤷🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

Richard in my opinion knew the hardheaded woman he married it wouldn't have killed him to mention the Pac North Heffa especially when he knows his wife is dramatic and extremely good at making wrong conclusions.

I'm not sure what's going to happen to them at this point honestly.

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Levi and Nico

(They've earned me knowing their names.)

Not much here, Levi's uncle who only liked him in the family and treated everyone else like crap died and was secretly gay to appease the family by giving them the image they wanted him to have. I loved the topic that they touched with him being married to a woman even though he was in love with a man because his family is against same sex relationships it was a good lesson because a lot of people are forced to do that even now. And I'm glad Levi finally moved out of his mother's basement maybe now she'll come around. I also loved his uncles partner, he was so nice and encouraging and I couldn't help but wished that Saul had lived so he would be a family member on Levi's side.

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Footnotes

Once again, what the hell is the point of Pac North???? Alex is still in Narnia..... oops my bad I mean Iowa, he's taking all of the doctors from Grey Sloan but now Catherine is buying the place??? I saw in spoilers for 16x14 that Webber was wearing blue scrubs again. Was this whole Pac North thing one big circle?? 🙄

Maggie wanted a fresh start after the death of her cousin and her first thought is to go work at the place she died. ......I'm confused.

And the Promo for 16x13

I'm wondering about those foster kids and Ben and Bailey and I'm wondering are they gonna adopt cause, Idk it doesn't seem like they have any parents. It's looking a little like the Meredith and Owen adoption storylines.

#grey's spoilers #grey's anatomy #greys anatomy #grey s anatomy #meredith grey #miranda bailey #jackson avery #owen hunt #amelia shepherd #maggie pierce #catherine avery #catherine fox #richard webber #greys abc #shonda rhimes #shondaland #grey's abc #grey's season 16 #jo wilson #atticus link #levi schmitt #tv shows #tv series #tvlove #fandom #tv fandom #episode review #review #station 19 #ben warren

[luckydicekirby]

*predicatable* the daudsider fic where daud gets killed by hc corvo...

LMAO honestly thank you i love talking about this fic…the original idea behind this was realizing that if Corvo kills Daud at the end of Brigmore Witches, it’s by cutting his throat. And that’s how the Outsider died, so obviously they should talk about it! Weirdly this ended up being kind of an afterthought in the fic itself, which is mostly just Daud being gay and sad, as is his legal right. I guess this is the only time I’ve really written Daud POV. Or actually Daud at all? I tend to mention him a lot in fics as a rhetorical device but he never really shows up, oops. 

wrapped around your ankles over the waterfall, for anyone else playing along at home!

Never let it be said that Corvo Attano doesn’t know how to handle a knife. He makes it quick. Daud hardly feels the cut as it crosses his throat. He’s already fading when Corvo tosses him over the side of the building. He doesn’t feel himself hit the ground.

There is like, something subtly wrong with the rhythm of this paragraph, it reads a little flat? Two of these sentences need to be combined and then I think it would be fine. Riveting commentary I know.

When Daud contemplated death—a common enough way to kill time, for an assassin—he liked to think it might bring him peace. Foolish, to expect that peace was something he could ever have.

Daud, I think maybe thinking about dying all the time is a YOU thing.

He opens his eyes. He’s lying on stone. The Outsider peers down at him, and around them the Void is no different than it’s ever been, gray and cool and harsh.

“It was a very pretty speech,” he says. “But Corvo Attano heard enough pretty words for a lifetime when he lived in Dunwall Tower. He spent his days learning that they only ever hid viciousness and cruelty, knives poorly sheathed. The Loyalists toasted him eloquently before they poured poison down his throat. Why should he have believed yours to be any different?”

I leaned more into like, shrine-style speeches than I usually do in the Outsider’s dialogue here, probably because that kind of dialogue makes him sound like an asshole. It’s SO fun to write. 

Daud sits up and presses a hand to his neck, the place where Corvo’s knife cleaved his skin in two. His hand comes away bloody. It looks almost black in the gloom of the Void.

“You saved me,” he says, voice shredded to pieces, and the Outsider laughs.

God the kind of implied hopefulness of this is really crushing, huh.

“I don’t take sides,” he says. The lying bastard. The moment Corvo Attano was Marked, the moment the Outsider decided he was special, the outcome of this day was decided. “You’re dying, Daud, your life slipping out from between your fingers. A fitting end for a man who spent his life spilling a river of blood. I wonder what you’ll do with these final moments. Curse my name?”

“Fuck you.”

Walked right into that one my dude. Also “I don’t take sides” NEVER stops being funny unfortunately. And ‘spilling a river of blood’ I think is just straight up from one high chaos Outsider shrine speech or another.

“Always so predictable,” the Outsider muses, and Daud hates him, hates himself, hates the sick curdling feeling he always gets in his gut when the Outsider sounds disappointed. Sounds bored. The same sickness that stayed with him for fifteen years while the Outsider ignored him, until Daud blundered his way into Corvo Attano’s life and suddenly became interesting again. 

That’s being in love, Daud. Sorry, in your case it’s terminal!

“You begged him for your life. I admit, Daud, that surprised me. And Corvo refused to give it to you. Your one last request denied. How does that feel, Daud? Like justice? Like redemption?”

And this is like, endgame narration style dialogue. Good times.

It feels like blood sliding through Daud’s fingers, spilling down his coat. Dozens of people have bled on this coat. Jessamine Kaldwin did. And now Daud will be the last. “It doesn’t matter. It’s done.”

He wants it to be done. He wants the peace he knows he doesn’t deserve, but even now the Outsider won’t leave him alone, staring at him with his too dark eyes. It itches like bloodflies under his skin, the Outsider’s eyes on him, and yet Daud has never been able to hate it the way he should. He’s always craved it, as if he’s no better than the likes of Vera Moray, crooning to her rats about the black-eyed boy who will abandon her. Who abandons everyone, in time.

On the bright side, number of times Daud has made a guy into soup is still zero, so you’re still doing okay.

Corvo will feel like this one day. The thought should console Daud. It doesn’t.

“Of course it matters, Daud,” says the Outsider. He kneels down beside him and presses his hand against his throat, under Daud’s own. It’s cold, shocking enough that Daud starts, and the bastard laughs at that too. The Outsider has never touched him before. He would remember. “History is determined by men like Corvo Attano. By the men who kill Empresses and the men who take revenge. He could have let you live. He almost did. That future still hangs in the balance. A fish hooked but fighting against it. Soon enough it will have swum away.”

I love a good weird Outsider metaphor.

“So let me go,” Daud says.

The Outsider runs his thumb along the edges of Daud’s wound. It should hurt. It does hurt. Daud doesn’t try to move away. “My throat was cut, once,” he says. “The day that I was made what I am. It’s a terrible way to die. I can’t remember how I felt about it. I was going to do what you did. I was going to beg for my life. But they never gave me the chance.”

He must be telling the truth. This close, Daud can see the scar.

See I like, wrote the bit about them dying the same way and then all the subsequent dialogue I wanted to write was like, unrelated depressing gay bullshit, so I just went with that. I do like “I can’t remember how I felt about it”, it gets at everything that’s so fucked up about the Outsider’s like, whole existence. The most fun way to write the Outsider imo is just as a dude who fundamentally does not understand the human experience of anything, including his own literal human experiences.

The Outsider draws his hand back, covered now in Daud’s blood. Daud knows precisely how much blood the human body can hold, and he’s bled too much for anywhere but the Void.

I was like what am I talking about, is knowing about blood anatomy and assassin thing, but actually I think this is a joke (“joke”) about him having gone to college. 

“What would you have said?” Daud asks. He can’t look away from the Outsider’s hand.

The Outsider ignores him. He takes Daud’s jaw in his hand, smearing blood across his cheekbone, and tilts it to the side. He speaks into Daud’s ear. “Was it all my fault, Daud? Whispering in your ear, making you think you were somehow important?”

Does the Outsider ignore this question because he’s a bitch or because I couldn’t think of an answer? Who can say! 

Also the Outsider actually literally whispering in his ear is the kind of dramatic bullshit I fully believe he would do.

“You’re such a little shit,” Daud growls, and he has both hands fisted in the Outsider’s coat before he can think, before he can remember all the reasons that he has never dared touch the Outsider, no matter how much he loathes him.

“loathes” lol ok

The Outsider watches him, and does not let him go. They would be breathing the same air, if either of them were breathing anymore. “With my Mark, you thought you were going to change things. And you have.”

I still go back and forth about whether Mark/Marked should be capitalized. This ambiguity is the Outsider’s greatest crime.

I can no longer remember if there’s any canon basis for Daud ever having wanted to change the world for the better; it is my sacred duty to assume that everyone’s a sad former idealist though.

“From where I stand, the world looks exactly the same.”

“You killed an Empress, and saved her daughter. History peeled away from the curve of your blade like skin from a knife. I gave you what you wanted, Daud: the power to make your own regrets.”

Oh god what a gross metaphor. I like it a lot but also, yikes.

The Outsider slides his grip from Daud’s jaw back to his hair, and he yanks his head back. Daud chokes on nothing. He can feel blood dripping down his throat, can taste it on the back of his tongue. He clenches his fingers, and finds them too weak to hold onto the Outsider’s coat any longer.

Oh sorry I forgot the other reason I wrote this fic, “being kinda horny for people getting their throat cut” apparently. Like this blocking is so gross but, unfortunately.

“Are you going to let me die?”

“I haven’t decided yet.” The Outsider tilts his head. He looks curious. “Death made me what I am. I wonder what it would make of you.”

“A corpse,” Daud tells him.

“Daud,” says the Outsider, still so fucking disappointed. “Your problem has always been that you lack a grander vision.”

“Dead is dead.”

“Not when it happened to me.”

“I saw what was in Attano’s coat. If you make me into a thing like you did to the Empress—”

“If I wanted to cut out your heart, you would sit still and let me,” the Outsider says. “You can try to hide it with all the anger in the world, Daud, but you would do anything for me.” His voice is dispassionate, as if he were not filleting Daud to the very bone with his words.

I remember that I added this line in while editing, because Ruby got mad at me about it. “If I wanted to cut out your heart, you would let me” IS the most sarahcore thing I’ve ever written probably. Play to your strengths I guess!

Also can you imagine like, Daud style heart lines. Just miserable.

“A word from me after fifteen years, and you picked yourself up out of your guilt and grief to scour Dunwall from end to end. You didn’t have to kill Delilah to save Emily Kaldwin. You killed her because you were jealous. You thought you could kill Corvo too. But after you’d already murdered his dear Jessamine, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.”

“Shut up,” Daud says. A rasp from his ruined throat.

The Outsider kisses him, cold lips and colder tongue, and Daud makes the same noise people make when he slides a knife between their ribs.

I am pretty happy with how the tone of this fic is basically ‘getting stabbed but in a sexy way except you still very much got stabbed’. Seems right for the ship!

There’s blood on the Outsider’s mouth when he lets Daud go. Daud wants to kiss him again more than he wants to live.

God what a depressing line. I like it a lot but hey Daud? You good???

“You should let me die. You should give Attano what he wants.”

“But I am,” the Outsider says. He touches Daud’s cheek, like the parody of a lover. “Corvo wanted his revenge. But more than that, he wants to be the kind of man above needing it. The kind of man who can raise his daughter well, and teach her to be kind, and good, and all the things that Empresses should be.”

Of course. Daud bleeding out before him, and it’s all about Corvo fucking Attano. “So you’re going to save me for Attano’s sake.”

Daud is miserable and jealous: the fic.

“I told you,” the Outsider says, eyes more pitiless than the sea. “I haven’t decided yet.”

This line…is really good. I love a good snappy ending line and this is probably the best one I’ve ever gotten, tbh. nailed it past sarah! there’s also like, no universe where this fic ends in a less weird and ambiguous way, because like frankly I can’t even figure out what that would be. Like where do you go from here. Nowhere, you live in this terrible moment forever!

Anyway, sorry that the only daudsider fic I’ve ever written is mega depressing and half about the Outsider also being in love with Corvo, but he’s VERY mean to Daud so surely that makes up for it!

#ask meme #artificerdivine

[shipburner]

For the past week (or perceived week, she had only her watch to go by), Iris Henson had been using the ［ＬＯＮＥ  ＳＴＡＲ］ as a base of operations. The room was easily refindable, the food was edible, the beds were safe, and the staff wasn't inimical to human life.

Iris just wished that it wasn't so aggressively Texan.

Her partner, Stheno, lacked the cultural context, and treated it as just another one of the Memory Palace's cavalcade of oddities. And to be fair, it was plenty odd, since none of the animal or plant life implied by the ［ＬＯＮＥ  ＳＴＡＲ］ was native to Texas, or, in most cases, Earth. But the name – the intent of the food – the overall aesthetics – made Iris cringe harder than anything she'd seen yet.

To be fair, it wasn't all bad – the most requested jukebox tune was a passionate ballad of a truck's love for his man by a singer with a voice like a glass guitar, followed by a lot of mooing that allegedly translated to a song about rustlers having stolen all the singer's trucks. The staff appeared to understand human gender better than most humans did, and the Daisy-Dukes-and-close-tied-flannel uniform showed off a full spectrum of cheesecake, beefcake, cheeseburger, yeast block, singing mouth, and chassis. In fact, Iris couldn't remember ever having heard a mean word said in the place.

The biggest problem, flagrant Texaninity aside, was the floor show.

Stheno held a clear plastic umbrella in two arms, sporadically wiped it clean in a third, and held Iris' chocolate mousse behind them in a fourth, shielding Iris and her sketchpad from the spurts of blood and gore as the showpeople tore each other to bits. Iris was busy recording the anatomy of the most human-approximant staff members – glass skeletons intricately whorled to support their hydraulic muscles, nine cervical vertebrate clearly revealed whenever one got their skull pulled out, four stomachs in a familiarly ruminant arrangement … "Ooh!" remarked Stheno as something bounced off the umbrella; Iris shot out another arm and grabbed it before it fell to the sawdust floor. She turned it around and examined it. "Their hearts are wasps' nests? Huh. Not what I was expecting." "Just wood pulp," Stheno corrected, pulling it down to Iris' chest so she could see. "I'll be damned if wasps were involved in this." "Hm. Ooh, Nutella!" A hazelnut eye had ricocheted off a neighboring table and landed in the glass, shattering into fragments as it hit the adamantine pole of the tiny fancy umbrella. Iris handed her sketchpad to Stheno and stirred the fragments into her dessert, spooning it into her mouth. "I don't know how you have the stomach to eat this." "Like you know what it's like to have a stomach, Stheno." "Get fucked."

"YEEEEEEEE-ALLLLLLLL-RIIIIIIIIGHT, PARDNERS!" blared the sound system. "THAT'S A DE-CI-SIVE – AN' IN-CI-SIVE – WIN FOR MX. OPHELTEK! LET'S GIVE EM ALL A BIIIIIIIIG HAND! OOPS, LOOKS LIKE E'S ALREADY GOT ONE, AHAHAHAHA!" Mx. Opheltek held up the severed hoof-hand of eir last opponent over eir head. "WE'LL BE BACK AFTER THE BREAK! GET UP, GET ANOTHER DRINK, GO POWDER YOUR –" the last word sounded like "NOSE!", "MUZZLE!", and "GRILLE!" layered on top of each other. Stheno folded the umbrella gingerly as Iris got up to head over to the bar. "Jes' water fer the li'l misses, 'sright?" squawked the bartender. They were perhaps the least aesthetically consistent person in the place, being a swarm of parakeets inhabiting an articulated wire cage that Iris thought looked a little like Jimmy Buffett. "Mhm." Iris nodded, rubbing under her glasses. It had been a long day, especially when they'd had to brachiate through the ribcage of a Spearmint Hound carrying an unconscious lumberjack. Stheno squeezed her hand supportively and accepted the drink. "Heeeeeeeey y'all!" There was a heavy thump as someone slid onto the bar next to Iris, along with the squishy sound of body parts pushing themselves back together. "Whoof, I got splattered out there! Top me up, thank y'kindly …" A quiet snick noise accompanied the retraction of six glass claws as their owner held out a glass skull to be topped up with bloodwine. Iris turned to see a showgirl sitting on the bar, tall, tan, young, handsome -- Iris quelled the rising strains of "Girl from Ipanema" along with some unhelpful gay thoughts. The woman's hazelnut eyes took in the mutualistic partnership, flicking between meeting Iris' gaze and Stheno's. "Hey, how y'all doin'?" she said. "Saw the host here doin' some sketchin'; we puttin' on a good enough show y'wanna capture it?" She downed the bloodwine and wiped her lips, which Iris could now see were just lipstick painted around her mouth. Iris swallowed, voice suddenly ragged. "More … scientific interest. We're not … not from around here." "Ooh, you a bio nerd? I'm psych, myself. Workin' this job t' put myself through college." She took another long gulp and held out her hand. Iris shook it cautiously; Stheno circled a arm around them. "Annie-Mae, pardner; what're y'all's monikers?" Annie-Mae probably didn't notice the bit of Iris that died inside when Iris put together what her name sounded like. "Iris Henson." "Stheno." Iris reflected belatedly on the lack of differentiation between their voices -- clear enough to her and Stheno, but since they both had to use Iris' vocal chords, she wondered if Annie-Mae could tell who was which. "Nice t'meetcha! Am I gettin' y'all's grammar right?" Iris looked down at Stheno, who shrugged a pair of arms; Iris said, "… No, we think you've gotten the right take on our partnership." "Sweet! So what brings y'all around here?" "Stumbled through the wrong hole in space, both of us," said Stheno. "Now we're both stuck on this crazy-train of a castle." "Whoof! Sorry t' hear that, but y'seem like y'all're enjoyin' the show here." "I am," said Iris. "More … energetic than I'm used to, but I am interested." "Personally, I'm disgusted," said Stheno. "Well, ne gustibus te disputandum'n'all that!" Annie-Mae kicked a leg high in the air, which probably meant something like nonchalance in whatever body language her species had, but which caused Iris to suddenly become very interested in her water. "Y'all hangin' around here for the night?" "Think so, why?" said Iris. "Wonderin' if we can continue this conversation or if I'm keepin' y'all! Y'all're becomin' a regular; figure it's worth meetin' y'all, proper-like." She slithered down off the bar onto a stool besides Iris, resting her angular chin in her broad hands. "You two an item?" she asked, suddenly, voice sugary. Stheno's arms coiled, half under her own power and half under Iris', who stammered, "We're … uh …" "As romantically entangled as two people this physically entangled have to be, I guess," filled in Stheno. "We're a … package deal, at any rate." "Is this a deal y'all're offering?" Annie-Mae licked one of her eyes, grin glassy. Iris' throat stalled for several seconds.

Annie-Mae recoiled quickly, face falling. "Sorry, I can never judge how fast is too fast with visitants. I made y'all uncomfortable an' that ain't the ［ＬＯＮＥ  ＳＴＡＲ］ way." Iris shrugged. "I think we're both filing it under cultural relativity, and I gotta say -- the 'Lone Star way' where I come from is a lot less courteous than it is here." "I ain't rightly sure if I should feel good about that." Stheno rolled her eyes. "Trust me, you'll need a lot more of that bloodwine if we're discussing Iris' homeworld. Or mine, really, but we already went through the section of the castle that's got my cultural baggage attached. All the evil in this place is dramatic. Overt." Annie-Mae hung her head. "I ain't no damn good with y'all plausibly evolved folks." Iris patted her shoulder. "Better than we are, ma'am." Annie-Mae laughed. Well, let loose a horrifying screech, but Iris had heard enough of her species laugh before. She took another swig of her bloodwine. "So! How's bio life?" "Art life, actually," said Iris. "Anatomy studies, y'know? I mean. I hope it's art life. I don't know how 'getting sucked into a memed-up Borges novel gone metastatic' is gonna affect my major." "I'm just a tech," said Stheno. "Biological, but I went into trade." "Oh, ain't that jus' a zmood. Time's a fluid; y' should get back fine, if I remember anythin' from physics when I was a scrap." "Thanks, that's … comforting." "May I offer a restrained yet supportive 'yeehaw'?" "You may not," said Stheno, the joke clear enough in her tone, and bumped Annie-Mae's proferred fist. "Yee haw!" Annie-Mae said, the bisection of the word groaningly obvious to Iris' ears. "Thanks," said Iris, "I hate it." Annie-Mae sprayed bloodwine out of her mouth, Stheno opening the umbrella just in time to deflect it humorously. Iris couldn't help laughing too as Annie-Mae contorted, dislocating several joints with the force of her screeches. "Your – your deliv'ry – ho-leee fuck, Iris – hoooooooo dawg-geez, I needed that." Two minds trying to speak in unison through one set of vocal chords tended to produce a fairly good Voice of the Legion. "What can we say, except, you're welcome …" The reference didn't appear to land with Annie-Mae, but that was par for the course; frankly, Iris (and Stheno, in the case of her references) was more surprised when one did. Annie-Mae wiped her face and leaned back. "So, how's the art and/or trade life, funnybones?"

They ended up chatting far longer than any of them had in truth expected. Iris and Stheno described their own consistently-weird homeworlds and attempts to break into the art world/museum scene, respectively, and as the subjective night wore on, pipe dreams, like unseating Mike Mearls and claiming his skull-throne, or winning the Abomination Foundry Ceremonial Brisket for excellence in species design. Annie-Mae described her inconsistently-weird homeworld – the ［ＬＯＮＥ  ＳＴＡＲ］ and related rooms, and her efforts slowly working towards a psychology degree, and, later, her own pipe-dreams, about wandering through the mind of a long-dead god she'd found a few floors greenward and healing its hurts, or maybe just getting to rip her back off on Hellevision. The parakeethead behind the bar eventually had to shoo them upstairs, citing concerns about them turning the mops all "Sorcerer's Apprentice snuff film".

They told more stories, upstairs, of the time Iris and Stheno had faced the Xenomorph version of Billy Bob Brockali in rock-combat, of the time Annie-Mae had gotten a glimpse into what turned out to be an erotic baking show from Stheno's homeworld, and of loves lost and dreams deferred and huge old things seen when the viewers should have been asleep.

It would be nice to draw a curtain over the room, and praise darkness and creation unfinished. For indeed, Iris and Stheno had foes to face, friends to find, and, eventually, a way home, although for now we should perhaps send our well-wishes to Iris and Stheno not for homefinding but for overcoming the dour tentpole ghouls of Barthes' Necropolis, and for the assistance of the Warden Sueish, the only author who enacted his own narrative death. But before we send Iris and Stheno to go out deconstructing and to deconstruct, well-fed, well-rested, well-comforted, we have one stumbling block to place in their way.

Annie-Mae's hat hung on the bedpost atop Iris' pea coat; cowboy boots and sneakers lay jumbled together on the rug that might be called cowhide by someone who had never actually seen a cow. The room was dark, the air warm with breath and things that worked like breath. Stheno began to speak –

A squat, humanoid skeleton-creature poked eir cumberously-hatted head out of some fourth-dimensional space, hissing, "Niiiiiiiice…….." The words "CORPSE-GRADE QUICKLIME" flashed into Iris' eyes from eir shirt. Stheno lifted her bodily off the bed with all ten arms and sent Iris' feet plowing right into eir face. E made a noise like an EDM opossum and vanished with a puff of sand. "What'n tarnation was that?" Annie-Mae said, dazedly. Iris groaned. "That's … not far off. Eir name's Darnation, with a D. E's a skook. Skooks are the … Dante's Vergils of the Palace ecosystem, at least in our experience. E is a horrible little neman and we're probably being taught a really heavy-handed lesson by eir presence." "Yeesh. I can recommend a de-curser, if y'all think that'd help." Iris and Stheno turned all four eyes to her. "We don't." "Well, I can help y'all forget em." "We'd like that."

[This is my overwrought birthday present for @titleknown, inspired by the anon message posted above. What character, after all, is more a character than the fantastical Memory Palace?]

[Also, in the spirit of the thing, Annie-Mae, Iris Henson, Stheno, and Darnation are all free to use under a CC-BY 4.0 Vanilla License as you see fit as long as I, Nausicaä Harris, am credited as their creators when you do so. The Memory Palace, and the species I call skooks, are under the same license, as long as Thomas F. Johnson is credited as their creator. ETA: The anon on whose ask I built her character graciously gifted me with credit, and open-sourceness, for Annie-Mae.]

[And, while I don’t have designs for Iris or Stheno worked out yet, I do have a design for Darnation. Eir cheap trick is pocket sand; eir hat is meant to represent that e was born on a mountain, raised in a cave, and craves nothing but truckin’ and fuckin’.]

#nausicaa writes #weird fiction #open source characters #the memory palace #others' ocs #to some extent #nausicaa draws #my ocs #annie-mae #iris henson #stheno #darnation

[groundramon]

Homph I finished tri and I wrote down my thoughts as I was watching because I had too many funny shitposts and nobody to share them with bc charlie hasn’t watched tri yet

PS i wont be reblogging tri spoilers (besides MINOR stuff like, digivolutions of already confirmed digivolution lines or non-spoilery shitposts, but I’ll try to tag shitposts as #tri spoilers anyways [digivolutions specific to tri ill tag as well but not ones that were already basically confirmed]) for a while so ur safe here!  I’m just gonna like everything/most things because then I can rb em to hisyaryumon lmao (also u should check out hisyaryumon....its me n charlie’s digimon blog)

EP 1:

- ok. alright. ok. good. they’re dealing with kari’s emotions now instead of just. nothing.  ok. alright. cool.  Still dont like how obscure/”artsy” they’re being with it, this is digimon not kagerou project, but ok.

- Also. I stand by tk and kari being one of the few good straight ships in digimon.  just saying.

- kari: this is my fault... me: god damn it shut up you little brat also me: god relatable ALSO me: ill take whatever display of emotions i can get

- I love how nobody believes tai is dead like.  They’re upset and worried but they’re also like “nah. he cant be. that fucking asshole just left us in our time of need” (actually only matt is the last one)

- Gabumon i would die for you also im crying and I think that’s the first time tri managed to make me fucking CRY

EP 2:

- I had thoughts but then the 02 kids happened and I entered another plane of reality.  I don’t feel real right now

- the only one I can remember is evil!gennai being a dumbass and being like “SUFFER AND SQUIRM YOU PATHETIC HUMANS AS YOU FIGHT OVER THE LAST SEAT” 1. humans are KNOWN for their ability to care for others you dumb obvious fuck and 2. is. is the entire tube going? because that tube can fit too people if they squish.  This isn’t a joke I’m serious it can.

- oh yeah also when i saw whomstever the fuck his name is (adult guy who i love but fuck names) and he was all bloodied i was like “its a cold day in hell when i see blood in digimon” (I think there was blood in an earlier ep but shh idc)

EP 3:

- didn’t nishijima start off as a fucking life coach to these kids.  What the fuck he was supposed to help them find a career not emotionally scar them by bloodily dying in front of one of them

- im realizing that the reason hackmon was always in his cloak, in the shadows, standing still is that they cannot animate him in any normal position for the life of him.  I drew him with better anatomy when i was 14 and didn’t have a tablet.  No seriously, look:

I didn’t say it wasn’t bad, you guys are just underestimating how bad the anatomy on this poor creature is.  Why cant ppl draw dracomon or hackmon correctly imma cry

- ordinemon has the best reaction faces

the best part about these two screenshots is that they literally cut one to the other, first the first one to the second one and then it cuts back to the first one.  They were really proud of these stupid ass expressions.

- I started overcoming my dissociation shock from the second episode and my hypercritical mind was analyzing the shit out of everything that happened (it is Not happy) but then evil!gennai called kari and evil goddess and idk if he’s exaggerating to make her feel bad or if she’s literally a fucking god of chaos and destruction and either way im like

she did kinda like.  Watch wizardmon die, watch tai die, watch gatomon get absorbed.  The dark ocean is just a metaphor for depression and honestly if 02 wasn’t all over the fucking place I think Kari would’ve had some pretty decent development in it.  Actually you know what, I’m using that as an angle to approach Tri at now, wish me luck bc i might actually give it more leeway now

EP 4:

- I’m not dissociating but I forgot to say anything again and I already forgot what happened

- Cant believe mei is fucking dead

EP 5:

- I like to imagine that Tai got there like a few minutes ago, but he was like “well damn guess yall figured it out without me.  alright ill just. see if I need to do anything” and then meicoomon was Still Bad so he waited for when she struck just to make the most badass entrance possible.  Fucking extra ass bitch

- I forgot to write anything again but uhhh I wasn’t satisfied so anyways lets just get into the Juicy Details

Originally I was actually planning to be kinder to Tri than I expected.  Was very invested during it.  ‘Round the end of the last ep I realized hmmm no this isn’t working out.  Where are the 02 kids.  You should’ve brought them in to save the day.  That would’ve been SO cool and SO fun.  Fucking cowards.

god I’m kinda tired so I’m going to address a couple things I still had problems with, note that this isn’t everything it’s just everything I felt comfortable yelling about without rewatching past eps.  Like I forgot nishijima was all bloodied and presumably died in the last part until they brought it up and I was like “????” ALSO DID THE LADY WHO WAS HIS PARTNER OR W/E KILL HERSELF WITH THE GUN SHE FOUND, I JUST REALIZED LITERALLY AS I WAS TYPING THIS THAT SHE FOUND A GUN AND THEN I THINK IT CUT TO BLACK AND I’M

DID SHE FUCKING KILL HERSELF WHAT THE FUCK

anyways my problems:

1. They did joe. really dirty.  I’ll write a more proper rant on this sometime later (mostly bc charlie is MUCH better at talking about joe than I am) but basically I can tell you that his character development in the movies squandered his OG character development.  He’s basically an entirely different person.  Like Tri joe isn’t bad, besides being largely neglected (yes he has a whole half a movie to himself, no that doesn’t make up for it all), its just...not OG joe.  He’s a fine character just not the same character, and its NOT fine when you put the two together.

2. THEY DID THE 02 KIDS EVEN DIRTIER IM SO BITTER sorry you nostalgia-blind, money-hungry fucks at bandai, but the 02 cast is PART OF THE ADVENTURES UNIVERSE.  The only people who hate 02 are ones who like the characters but hate the mess of the storyline at the end, or are completely irrational and elitist about their love of the digimon series and would greatly re-evaluate their opinions if they watched the original series and 02 back to back.  They couldn’t even show them in some kind of group montage at the end??? Standing in the background when they call Mei???  Why couldn’t they call mei from a home phone also, but that’s a less important problem idc that much.  It was a cute scene besides the lack of 02 characters.  Whatever.  AND THE PROBLEM IS LIKE kari and tk?  This entire time???  Were like “oh they disappeared. oops” instead of being frantically searching for their lost friends???  Like i get tk and kari probably have fucking ptsd and can’t express any emotions because they watched important people die in front of their eyes at an incredibly young age but also 1. they didn’t address the ramifications of ptsd, so fuck that theory/excuse and 2. THAT??? WOULD ONLY MAKE THEM LOOK HARDER??? and put on a brave face as they look, but inside they’re so scared and so worried.  Not just “oh sweet, they were found/saved, theyre in the hospital but that’s fine” like WHAT theyre fucking assholes if that’s what they’d canonically do lmao.  God I am SO bitter over the ENTIRE thing with the 02 kids, it would’ve been BETTER if they were deleted from the fucking canon entirely.  Would I have still been bitter?  Yes.  But at least I wouldn’t be madder at TK and Kari too.

3. I stand 100% by the notion that Digimon is not and will never be cut out to be an adults’ franchise.  It wasn’t designed for adults, and it can’t be skewered towards adults.  These particular characters were designed for kids to relate to and find entertaining.  They do not work when placed into an adult setting.  Like, can you imagine a character like Ed from FMA going to the Digimon world?  I guess in a way that’s just Marcus but like.  Just imagine the FMA cast in Digimon Adventure.  It doesn’t work.  Digimon Tri is basically that except real.  Also Data Squad was darker than Adventure so my joke doesn’t even work.

I guess my primary point is that Tri isn’t mature enough of a setup for an adult audience.  It puts a focus on being “complex” and “philosophical” instead of working within Digimon’s constraints and making something good and adult out of that.  Like!  Digimon is a fucking TOY COMMERCIAL.  Don’t give me messages about the futility of human life.  I want bad puns and emotional characters.  That’s what Digimon has ALWAYS been, and ideally always will be.  Tri could’ve made itself more mature by dealing with the ramifications of the Digital World’s events, how it affected the kids psychologically and dealing with healing old scars.  It would’ve been a more mature take on a story we loved and would use things we loved about the story already - the fact that it took so much time exploring characters’ emotions and was surprisingly mature for the time - to make itself better.  You need to take the aspects that drew adults to the show and amplify them, not just slap on a complex story and unfunny dialogue and be like “oh this is fine, right?”

It’s not that Digimon can’t exist as an adult property, its just that if it repeats what Tri did, it’s got no merit and in my eyes the franchise is dead.  If it survives I guess I’ll be happy that people can still enjoy it but I find it unsustainable and unsatisfying to fans of the older series.  Tri is just a fuckfest of highly specific nostalgia that tries too hard to appeal to old fans without capturing what made the original series so magical, and in part thats because the original series WASN’T FOR ADULTS.  I don’t know about the Digimon Story games, bc they’re T-rated so perhaps they’re a better take on an adult Digimon story than Tri?  But you either need to make your own characters and lore specifically for an adult-oriented Digimon season, or perish.  Also, please make it a series and not a group of movies.  Getting four eps every 6-9 months was hell.

I stand by saying Appmon is a more faithful Digimon season than Tri to Digimon’s original spirit.  I believe it holds more potential for success than Tri and better embodies the spirit of the older Digimon seasons.  It’s dumb, its corny, it has horrible puns, but I LOVE it because it also has a deep dark story and emotional moments.  If you dislike Tri and you agree with things I said that make it unlikeable, I highly recommend giving Appmon a chance - if you watch a few episodes and think “oh yeah, I guess this is decent” you’re going to like it.  It’s everything Digimon has always been and hopefully always will be, just with a different concept.  And hopefully the end of the series doesn’t leave a sour taste in my mouth and I have to redact this statement haha since I’m not done with it yet, but I’ve heard good things about it so I’m hoping not so.

Overall, if you watch Tri, don’t get your hopes up.  It resolves everything okay-ish but it’s a pretty forgettable anime on its own and simply doesn’t work as part of the Digimon franchise.

I am, however, pretty interested in what evil!gennai said at the end about Diaboromon and Daemon.  It raises interesting questions about the timeline too.  We know Daemon is in the dark ocean, so perhaps that’s a hint at a future project?  (They did confirm a future project btw, in conjunction with tri being over)  But what about Diaboromon?  I dont believe that Our War Game (I think thats what its called?) took place after Tri, based on the outfits and ages and stuff, but I also don’t remember the movies that well.  Could Diaboromon still be out there too?  It’s interesting.

However, because of the lackluster performance of Tri, I don’t have my hopes up and I really hope that this “next project” goes in a different direction.  Although I guess if they include the 02 kids, I’ll be somewhat less salty...

Side note, did they ever explain why the gennais went evil?  Like ?  That’s a pretty important thing.  The gennais helped SAVE the human world in 02.  And I get that apparently Tri is ignoring 02′s ending but still.  It’s shitty, because Gennai was still a good guy in the original too (and also they cant just keep is younger look and act like 02 never happened)  MAYBE its something I missed but I dont think so.  God there’s just.  So much wrong with Tri.  I’m very displeased and very bitter and I wanna get back to Appmon asap.

It’s got good moments, its got bad moments, I dont know, I don’t care.  There’s nothing wrong with you if you like it, there’s nothing wrong with you if you don’t, and there’s nothing wrong with you if you flip flop and are split like me.  I just wish Tri fulfilled its potential instead of becoming a boring mess.

#stormy speaks #digimon

[bwshines]

Get To Know Me

So I got tagged by the little sweet heart that is @shawndreaming (thanks❤️) and yes it feels like ages but I was in vacations you know so sorry :))))

and I tag WHOEVER passed by this and wants to do it seriously don’t hesitate I’ll be happy to read all of yours (yes I’m lazy) 

The Last

1. drink: ..water 2. phone call: a private number who didn’t stopped calling me all my freakin vacation  3. text message: laughing emojis from one of my best friend (and you don’t want to know what we were saying before haha) 4. song you listened to: Me and My Friends Are Lonely - Matt Maeson 5. time you cried: last wednesday  6. dated someone twice: nop  7. kissed someone and regretted it: yes 8. been cheated on:..from what I know no haha 9. lost someone special: oh god a lot ..a friend of mine died when I was younger, then one of my best friends when I was young moved in another country and we lost almost every contact I don’t know how it happened, and also when I arrived in high school..It’s crazy how people change from middle school to high school right? 10. been depressed: had some hard time but not think I’ve been really 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: …shhhhh (BTW I saw my sister drunk for the first time during these vacations and HEELLL DAMN fortunately I was not drunk enough to forget that)

3 favourite colours

12. purple (but like a nice purple you know a mix of grey and pink that turn purple idk how it’s called, in french I think it’s Gris de Lin but not sure) 13. white 14. Idk it’s hard I don’t really care that much about colors actually haha

In the last year have you 15. made new friends: yes  16. fallen out of love: …unfortunately I would say 17. laughed until you cried: YAS and just two days ago too 18. found out someone was talking about you: uuuhm yes GO BITCH TALK TO MY FRIEND ABOUT ME DO YOU THINK I WILL NOT KNOW IT ?? 19. met someone who changed you: yes  20. found out who your friends are: kind of 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: …yes

General 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: don’t really like Facebook so basically i have my true friends on it so probably most of them 23. do you have any pets:  i had but my dog is dead now 24. do you want to change your name: I don’t specially love my name but don’t want to change it 25. what did you do for your last birthday: it was my 18th birthday and my friends did a surprise party so It was honestly one of the best day of my life 26. what time did you wake up: lol I dont remember  27. what were you doing at midnight last night: I was on my way to come home  28. name something you can’t wait for: OMG SO MANY THINGS : my next concert, Shawn and The Vamps next album, finish my studies and find a job, move in Canada (the dreams girl i know) 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: 4 minutes ago she came in my room  31. what are you listening to right now: Lost on You - Lewis Capaldi (ahdoehforighirhg I love his voice more than my life) 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: my cousin’s son who is too young to talk..? 33. something that is getting on your nerves: people who feel upper 34. most visited website: what do you think?  35. hair colour: chestnut (do we say like that?) 36. long or short hair: it’s cut just above my shoulders 37. do you have a crush on someone: 👀 38. what do you like about yourself: I like the fact that I really love the person I surround myself with 39. piercings: earlobes 40. blood type: O+ (to be original haha) 41. nickname: Mel, Pissa, Mémé, Méli, Milou, Mon Roberto (I have a lot…don’t try to understand) 42. relationship status: complicated  43. zodiac: Virgo 44. pronouns: she/her. 45. favourite tv show: Teen Wolf, Grey’s Anatomy, Skam, How To Get Away With Murder, The 100, The Fosters 46. tattoos: no 47. right or left handed: right, but my art school teach us to drawn with both hands so…?? 48. surgery: 2 for my right knee 50. sport: I used to ride horses (i did it for 6/7 years), then I did some running you know, but now i do some gym for myself 51. vacation: well every year my family tries to afford us some vacations in foreign country so I’ve been lucky enough to travel in few, just came back from Italia  52. pair of trainers: Vans

MORE GENERAL 53. eating: cookies  54. drinking: water 55. I’m about to: to do nothing Im in summer break for god sake  56. waiting for: being updated for what I missed haha 57. I want: cheeling 58. get married: the biggest dilemma of my life 59. career: publicity hopefully

WHICH IS BETTER 60. hugs or kisses: hugs with a kiss in the forehead (you feel me yeah?) 61. lips or eyes: eyes 62. shorter or taller: taller 63. older or younger: older but I have a thing with the youngers..oops  64. nice arms or nice stomach: more like NICE HANDS 65. hookup or relationship: relationships 66. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker

HAVE YOU EVER: 67. kissed a stranger: not really 68. drank hard liquor: lets say ‘shhhh’ again 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: no which is surprising from me 70. turned someone down: ..yeah 71. sex on the first date: nop but I think he was ready to go down 73. had your heart broken: unfortunately  74. been arrested: no Im such a good girl 75. cried when someone died: uup yes I have a heart 76. fallen for a friend: not sure we were friends ya know what I mean

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 77. yourself: that’s hard 78. miracles: I think things happen for a reason so not really 79. love at first sight: you can’t love at first sign but you can have a little something 80. santa claus: I WISH  81. kiss on the first date: hell yeah 82. angels: I believe in shawn’s existence so

OTHER: 84. eye colour: brown 85. favourite movie: TOO FREAKIN HARD

#i finally did it haha #congrats to me wooooo #text #tag

[okaykpop]

92 truths - Admin Ari Vers

With the 92 truths, I dare both of you to do all of them lmao, if not then 54, 57, 81 for both admins xx

I did all of them, fight me - Admin Ari

LAST… [1] drink: water [2] phone call: my mum [3] text message: “bless” [4] song you listened to: Before Stuck, it was Good thing by NCT 127 [5] time you cried: yesterday, dying of laughter

HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: yep, oops [7] been cheated on: no idea [8] kissed someone and regretted it: havent kissed anyone lmao [9] lost someone special: yes yes yes [10] been depressed: not really but I have hated myself [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: no lol

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] Yellow [13] Bright Green [14] Black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: Yep! [16] fallen out of love: Yes [17] laughed until you cried: literally yesterday [18] found out someone was talking about you?: lmao yes [19] met someone who changed you: Nope, not yet [20] found out who your true friends are: Yes [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: No lolololol

GENERAL… [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them [23] do you have any pets: 2 dogs and 1 cat [24] do you want to change your name: No, I love my name [25] what did you do for your last birthday: Just hung out in town with friends [26] what time did you wake up: 8:30Am [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: I was asleep lmao  [28] name something you cannot wait for: To see my older brother again [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: Like just before lmao [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: I wish I took more sports instead of being lazy on the internet all the time [31] what are you listening to right now: Stuck - Monsta X [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes, he’s a dick [33] something that is getting on your nerves: My homework on anatomy, i’m dumb and can’t remember anything kill me pls [34] most visited website: Tumblr [35] elementary: one of them [37] college: one of them [38] hair colour: brown [39] long or short hair: Short

[40] do you have a crush on someone: Yes [41] what do you like about yourself?: My eyes omg

[42] piercings: my earlobes and im gonna get a second earlobe piercing and maybe a helix piercing soon 

[43] blood type: no idea [44] nickname: Ari [45] relationship status: its complicated lmao rip

[46] zodiac sign: Aries [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: Stranger things but riverdale is tied also [49] tattoos: none but I have a plan for a hip bone tattoo one day [50] right or left handed: right

FIRST… [51] surgery: no thankfully [52] piercing: my ears [53] best friend: Can’t say her name on here but I lob her alot  [54] sport: netball [55] vacation: New Caledonia [56] pair of trainers: Can’t remember what brand lmao

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: Dark Chocolate (cramps are killing me) [58] drinking: water [59] i’m about to: Type up my report on body muscles if I can remember them lmfao someone kill me please [60] listening to: Stiil stuck by monsta x, its on loop [61] waiting for: My brother to come home to visit [62] want: more food [63] get married: no no no no not yet  [64] career: Not yet either lmao 

WHICH IS BETTER…

[65] hugs or kisses: both [66] lips or eyes: Eyes [67] shorter or taller: I dont mind [68] older or younger: Both, I don’t really care either [70] nice arms or nice stomach: Arms

[71] sensitive or loud: B o t h

[72] hook up or relationship: relationship

[73] troublemaker or hesitant: Troublemaker lmao

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? No [75] drank hard liquor? No [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? I’ve lost my glasses like 5 times [77] turned someone down: Yes [78] sex on first date? No [79] broken someone’s heart? Yes, sadly [80] had your own heart broken? Yes [81] been arrested? No [82] cried when someone died? Yes, yes I have [83] fallen for a friend: Yes, it sucks

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? Depends [85] miracles? Yes [86] love at first sight? Again, depends [87] santa claus? No, rip 7 year old me who discovered the truth [88] kiss on the first date? Depends [89] angels? No idea to be honest

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: I have lots but I dont want to name them sorry [91] eye colour: Green/Blue [92] favourite movie: I have a lot, Monsters Inc, Lady and the tramp, warm bodies, harry potter series, The maze runner/The scorch trials, The Truman Show, The con artists, My sisters keeper, The breakfast club, thE LIST IS TOO LONG IM SORRY

#Admin ari #truths #truth game #truth tag #truths tag

[thatfangirlingdepressedkid]

1-150

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

my boyfriend

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

im outgoing if you dont know me, shy if you have actually taken the time to get to know me

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

prince harry. dont ask questions.

4. Are you easy to get along with?

depends who you are

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

i hope so

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

green haired gays

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

“platonic? hell not platonic.” so like lets keep it that way? but tbh idk

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

hm. im non binary. oops? but like the only person on my mind rn is my boyfriend so like that counts right?

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha no.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my boyfriend

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“right i forgot” typical me

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

“this is gospel” by P!ATD, “bullet” by hollywood undead, “pierre” by ryn weaver, “nicotine” P!ATD, “girls/girls/boys” by P!ATD

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

YES YES YES YES YES YES.

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

*shrugs* why wouldn’t I?

15. What good thing happened this summer?

i met a guy who walked in on me changing. we are now dating.

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

yep

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

would be pretty cool if there were so yeah sure why not

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

actually i just came out to him as gay. 99.999999% sure that it was just a crush to make my parents believe i was straight. 

19. Do you like bubble baths?

not really

20. Do you like your neighbors?

i dont have neighbours. like all the houses next to me are just sold and/or being torn down

21. What are you bad habits?

biting my nails. for sure. jesus christ im terrible i legit have the shortest nails

22. Where would you like to travel?

literally absolutely everywhere

23. Do you have trust issues?

of course

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

getting on tumblr

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

HAIR. MY FUCKING HAIR. and my chest. BUT LIKE MY HAIR GOD DAMN

26. What do you do when you wake up?

what is this “sleep” you speak of

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

darker. jesus christ i am fucking bleached

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

my boyfriend

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

heh heh heh heh ex’s? what are those?

30. Do you ever want to get married?

yeah

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. yes. unfortunately, it is.

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

brendon urie, katherine langford

33. Spell your name with your chin.

ummmmmmmmmm come again?

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

dance. dance. dance. dance. and more dance.

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

without TV for sure

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

ahahahahahahahahaha of fucking course like who hasnt

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

this is usually what goes down:

heh heh heh *pulls out phone* *pulls at ponytail*

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

my boyfriend. hands down.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

if i started typing now, i would be here until i died

40. What do you want to do after high school?

take a gap year. after that, i have no fucking idea

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

depends on what they did

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?

all the emotions are just too much

or

im in love with you

or

friend crush much?

or

EMOTIONS

43. Do you smile at strangers?

ahahahahahahaha what is this “smiling” you speak of?

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

space cause space is cool and actually currently possible to get to

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

boyfriend. feflix. thea. OH AND GETTING AWAY FROM MY FAMILY. but mostly my boyfriend.

46. What are you paranoid about?

the real question is, what am i not paranoid about?

47. Have you ever been high?

*silence*

48. Have you ever been drunk?

heh heh heh heh moving on

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

yup

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

red

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

all the time

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

HAIR. MY FUCKING HAIR. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT.

53. Favourite makeup brand?

elf cause im slightly broke, but tarte tho wait but like nyx ungh everything at sephora

54. Favourite store?

sephora

55. Favourite blog?

yes.

56. Favourite colour?

i have this thing where im afraid that if i choose a favourite colour i’ll hurt all the other colours feelings.

57. Favourite food?

ANOREXIA.

58. Last thing you ate?

ANOREXIA.

59. First thing you ate this morning?

ANOREXIA.

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

dance dance dance dance dance more dance

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

nope

62. Been arrested? For what?

nah

63. Ever been in love?

yes

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

we were walking to his house and he had been telling me that he had the urge to kiss me for like a couple days at that point and i told him that if he finished the rice krispie square that he could kiss me. then he did. 3 days later we were in a relationship.

65. Are you hungry right now?

ANOREXIA.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

whats the difference?

67. Facebook or Twitter?

tumblr.

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

tumblr.

69. Are you watching tv right now?

does netflix count? im always watching netflix.

70. Names of your bestfriends?

feflix and thea

71. Craving something? What?

chocolate. being a fucking female tho jesus christ kill me please

72. What colour are your towels?

i have a lot of fucking towels like beyond belief. mostly white.

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

like 12

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…maybe

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

i cant count that high

75. Favourite animal?

*shrugs* never really thought about it…wait jokes unicorns. cause gay.

76. What colour is your underwear?

rn? white

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

um female so chocolate rn

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

chocolate. im basic ik

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

black

80. What colour pants?

black

81. Favourite tv show?

greys anatomy or the fosters

82. Favourite movie?

pride, tomboy, or the imitation game

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

mean girls

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

mean girls

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

he cannot be named. he’s just too gay to function.

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

dory

87. First person you talked to today?

feflix

88. Last person you talked to today?

my mom

89. Name a person you hate?

JAYDEN, NEVE, NOA, ANTONIA, LITERALLY EVERYONE BUT MY BEST FRIENDS AND MY BOYFRIEND IM JUST A PERSON FULL OF HATE IM SORRY

90. Name a person you love?

my sister

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

*sighs* you’re making me pick just one?

92. In a fight with someone?

define “fight”

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

dance = literally only owning leggings and sweats

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

too many

95. Last movie you watched?

tfios

96. Favourite actress?

ellen page

97. Favourite actor?

benedict cumberbatch

98. Do you tan a lot?

yeah

99. Have any pets?

nope

100. How are you feeling?

terrible

101. Do you type fast?

yep

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

so much

103. Can you spell well?

ive been told that i can spell well. but its weird cause i cant read out loud well. which usually means that you cant spell well. dyslexia yay

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

beyond belief

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

yes

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

not that i can recall?

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

yes and i was fucking terrified

108. What should you be doing?

math hw

109. Is something irritating you right now?

yes.

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

*glances back at my boyfriend* yep

111. Do you have trust issues?

I ALREADY SAID YES WHAT IS THIS MADNESS

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

does like almost weeping count? cause if so like my boyfriend a couple months back. i cry alone. always.

113. What was your childhood nickname?

d…feflix is going to read this. nvm.

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

all the time

115. Do you play the Wii?

used to

116. Are you listening to music right now?

when am i not?

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

yeah

118. Do you like Chinese food?

yeah

119. Favourite book?

currently? binge by tyler oakley

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

yes

121. Are you mean?

depends who you are

122. Is cheating ever okay?

NEVER. EVER.

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

if i try hard enough

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

1000%

125. Do you believe in true love?

1000%

126. Are you currently bored?

tumblr.

127. What makes you happy?

my boyfriend

128. Would you change your name?

probably not? its just become a part of me

129. What your zodiac sign?

pieces

130. Do you like subway?

yeah

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

“im like really fucking gay but like okay cool you do you” *continues trying to steal your phone*

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my boyfriend

im pretty sure i answered this

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

“drank with the devil and forgot my name”

134. Can you count to one million?

ungh i could if i tried hard enough but like ungh effort

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

“trust me. im a straight girl”

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed

137. How tall are you?

5′0″ tiny and adorable.

138. Curly or Straight hair?

straight.

139. Brunette or Blonde?

green

140. Summer or Winter?

summer

141. Night or Day?

night

142. Favourite month?

february

143. Are you a vegetarian?

nope

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

milk

145. Tea or Coffee?

coffee

146. Was today a good day?

not really…scratch that…nope!

147. Mars or Snickers?

mars

148. What’s your favourite quote?

“okay? okay.”

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

yep

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“I often hated myself and tried to talk myself back into starving, but those days because fewer and father between, the longer i worked toward recovery.”