#haha i got melanin

[welcometoteyvat]

wahoo finally “”””caught up”“““““ on fontaine leaks

#genshin spoilers #genshin leaks #first off leaks are a bitch to find if you're looking for them > 1 week after theyre released because wow dmca deleted accounts so fun #anyways hmmm they honestly look fine when lined up together i dont really care too much though #certainly a lot better than sumeru's leaked line up looked as a first impression. maybe bc theyre arranged by color palette or bc i thought #sumeru was gonna be non melanin deficient but either way its like pretty cohesive palette at least #i think ill see whether the storyline endears any of them to me #that blonde girl with the yellow/black design looks nice imo #and then there's that person with the apple?? whos like dark teal green looking? unless she got changed to the purple version of her design #like if she's still green i really want her just based on her looks but if shes purple and has fanservice thigh gaps im like ahhffhugh #i highly doubt they'll make any afab character very masc/androgynous but if she is i would love to see it #also highkey focalors or whoever the blue/white themed woman is. she is so ugly im sorry #i think its the hair that's not doing it for me #other people have also said this before but i agree it would be neat if we got a mondstadt map expansion some time. dornman port etc #we'd finally be able to see where eu.la and yan.fei met lol #anyways i'll probably be quieter until like new patch or smth smth no more thnigs to talk about until the new update haha #ramblings!

[kitten4sannie]

I want your thoughts on this: how big do you think the members of Ateez are? Like in inches what’s your rough guess?

this is honestly one of my favorite asks i’ve ever gotten sjjshdbd. i discussed this with some friends so i’ll be giving my official guesstimates from biggest to smallest. also just as a disclaimer, this is all for shits and giggles, also realistically they’re prob all average to small but it’s okay to dream :’)

the biggest would be yunho ofc bc i support the monster cock yunnie agenda <3 i would like to believe that he’s around 9 inches soft, 11-12 inches hard and boy is it thick and heavy like man’s def packing some heat so his partner would require a lot of prep and ofc yunnie has no problem providing that <3

second biggest would be mingi duhhhh he’s a big boy after all so he def has to have a big cock esp considering he’s one of the twin towers so i would guess that it’s around 8.5 inches soft and 9-10 inches hard. i’d like to imagine that yungi have an annual dick measuring contest in the group shower but that’s another thought for another day <3

third place goes to sannie ✨ as the infamous dick grabber in the group he def has to have something to show off considering the amount of times he’s rubbed himself during the inception choreo or just causally groped himself for funsies. i would say it’s around 8 inches soft maybe 8.5-9 inches hard?? and it’s got a pretty prominent vein leading up to the head (not that i have photographic evidence or anything …. haha…ha…)

in fourth place is seonghwa who i think would have the prettiest cock at maybeee 7.5 inches?? and in my bestie’s opinion (love you mwah <3) would be tan and smooth bc of his melanin and would be a little darker at the tip. fsr i feel like it would be really sensitive too and it would only take a couple strokes for him to be gasping and gripping his partner’s wrist, whispering, “s-slow down, baby…” <3

anywaysss, in fifth place is yeosang and he def has the second prettiest dick fs. it’s prob skinnier than thick at 7 inches, and it prob gets really pink and shiny at the tip when he’s hard. it’s prob got a little curve to it tooooo uwu

in sixth place is jongho who i want to believe is a grower. at 5 inches soft, it’s nothing to write home about but boyyyy when baby bear gets all hot and bothered it grows to a hefty 7.5 and it’s def thick, esp right around the head. it’d def burn a bit when he first pushes it in so he always has to go slow for his baby <3

in seventh place is captain hongjoong who i believe would have had the most average sized cock out of all of them at 6 inches soft and 6.5-7 inches hard. it’d prob be a bit on the thicker side, rather than thin and long. i’d like to imagine he has a few little freckles on it too hehe.

and finally our beloved brat wooyoung is at the bottom just like the good lord intended <3 i’d like to imagine that woo’s dick is small, cute, and fun-sized. maybe around 4 inches soft and 5 inches hard and since it’s so petite like him, he can easily palm himself to orgasm or sit on his partner’s lap and rut against their thigh or lower abdomen until he shoots his cute little load everywhere <33

#ask #for anon 🖤 #ateez #ateez hard thoughts #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez hard asks #ateez scenarios

[batbabydamian]

🦇🐥 Batman and Robin (2023) #5 rambling and a conspiracy theory lol

tbh this is the most exciting issue for me since…the first one 💀 i’m going to talk about the story and art separately because Nikola Cizmesija’s one of my favorite action focused comic artists so this issue’s a treat 😭

Alfred used to mediate during a lot of Bruce and Damian’s early relationship, so it’s refreshing to see Bruce take more initiative involving himself in Damian’s life even if it’s for a case lol

a couple instances of Alfred’s fatherly support on behalf of Bruce and Damian from Batman and Robin (2011) #2, 4, 39 and Teen Titans (2016) #1

Damian seems to take Bruce's involvement more as a sign he’s not reliable rather than Bruce finally just. being around to help him. which is fair 😭

this is complementary to Cizmesija’s art, but i love this half of the page so bad 😭 the negative space and the shaded foreground with Damian mid-run gives this feeling of time kinda stopping for us to really feel the impact of Damian’s entrance AND the effect it has on Bruce, like!! that wide eyed expression in the below panel!! 😭

Bruce’s quiet “you can do it, son” to A FULL BODY CHEER OF “GO, DAMIAN!” Bruce witnessing Damian be great outside of Robin, and on top of that it’s just another mundane moment that Bruce has wanted with Damian 😭

this is such a goofy bully line sdfgh though the whole “broken” bit might be a callback to Batman and Robin (2011) #1, in that Bruce is really trying to do his job as a father here or i'm likely reading way too into it

SO the “shocking ending” of Zach being Zsasz’s kid was definitely a surprise but then got me wondering what is up with Williamson doing reveals of new kids for villains lol otherwise, the hints in the issue were neat!

the tally marks!! at least tallying blocks is pretty innocent compared to kills 😭

and Damian would recognize how Zsasz moves, since he’s personally fought him before in Streets of Gotham (2009)!! very much not in a sport, but uh maybe it was to Zsasz

the art!! first a shoutout to the colorist Rex Lokus for giving Damian his green eyes and maybe melanin (it didn’t look consistent throughout so i say maybe)!! 😭 also a Talia by Cizmesija!! even though this panel calls her a “not great” teacher…💀

SUCH A FUN PAGE 😭 i’ve been into montage scenes lately lol and i love how quickly Cizmesija establishes Damian’s routine - Tues, Wed, and Fri are the funniest for me!! Damian grumpily getting lectured by his teacher in the foreground while his classmate’s still visibly steaming from the hit he took LOL, DAMIAN’S BUG EYED STARE WITH HIS SUNGLASSES UP, and then Damian looming. stealthily. in a tree. while some kid is blatantly pointing him out HAHA 😭

Cizmesija’s use of motion lines and effects when conveying movement is so cool!! the shonen manga vibes jumps out!! the smoke/dust trails following the movements; the limbs and soccer ball having a sort of blur effect with the motion lines. V COOL.

which leads to my favorite part of Cizmesija’s work - HIS IMPACT SHOTS!!

more motion lines and effects!! the splatter effects!! the arcs!! the jolting impacts!! GRRAAHH!! the setup to that impact shot of Zach's block is so great, and then following with Damian's reaction!! i almost wish that "???" wasn't there, just because that expression of stunned silence already feels so loud!!

last thoughts about Cizmesija's art is that i'm really hoping for a showdown between Damian and Zach next issue because i need to see a Damian fight scene in Nikola Cizmesija-fashion 😭 we get a taste of it with Orca and soccer but i NEED MORE LOL for now, dropping the moment when Damian overpowers Zsasz, in Batman: Streets of Gotham #11 since it was such an epic moment

okay SLAPPING MY CONSPIRACY BOARD!! so on another note Principal Stone being Shush is starting to feel like a red herring and Ms. Heather Hall could actually be Shush. Shush’s main point about Damian as his instructor was emphasizing how much potential he has, but the “wrong” influence could affect that

Stone and Hall have made the same observation about Damian’s potential, but the difference is how they address that - one wants Bruce to be more involved while the other wants Bruce to back off

Stone acknowledged Damian can take care of himself but still wants Bruce to step up in Damian’s life; Hall says it’s okay to be a helicopter parent BUT implies giving Damian space (which we already know Bruce has given so much of after Alfred’s death to the point of neglect 😭)

Hall even suggests moving Damian on to college, which would estrange Damian further. also idk how Damian kicking his teammates/bullies asses at soccer is really “making friends” lol

and of all the subjects she’s teaching, it’s AP Biology - according to the current case Batman and Robin are working on, which is centered around DNA-sequencing, it makes Hall the perfect accomplice to Langstrom

this is where my brain started reaching because i laughed at first at how specific that comparison is, but then it just made me think of how Shush’s first introduction was sniping Bruce LOL anyway, Bruce’s reaction is me 😭

one more Cizmesija appreciation panel - the lil running effects behind Damian :)

#rambling #CONTINUING CONSPIRACY THOUGHTS adding an anomaly like Zach to the soccer team would justify Damian joining them #otherwise he’d join and then he would find nothing but soccer if Stone really isn’t Shush #if im wrong then WHOOPS LOL i do find Ms. Hall's support for Damian sweet so i wouldnt mind tho Damian being wrong would suck asdfg #now that i think about it Damian going to college would be a neat development. let him study to be a veterinarian or artist or smth lol #the other action focused artist i would LOVE to see give Damian a fight scene is Daniele Di Nicuolo 😭 #I EAT HIS ART UPPP #where Cizmesija is heavily shonen manga influenced Nicuolo is heavily shonen anime influenced esp like Trigger studio artists YUM

[wahoo-venus]

Short Hilson fic where House plays the piano, mayhaps? 😍

sure thing! it takes a bit to get to the piano part, sorry 'bout that, haha! I hope you enjoy<3

lmk if you have any more requests!

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1,072 words

Wilson has trouble sleeping, and House knows how to help him

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Fifth night in a row. God dammit.

Wilson stared at the ceiling with a frown. He was crashing at House's place, hoping that a change of air would help him sleep. It didn't.

For some unknown reason, the last four nights he wasn't able to sleep. This night appeared to be the same.

It was becoming a problem. He tried everything that helped in the past: Jogging until feeling extremely tired, taking a long steamy bath, reading the most boring documents he could find, taking melanin... Nothing. Zero. Nada.

He got up, irritated, and went to the kitchen and opened the cabinet looking for a glass, grabbing the tallest one he could find. He closed the pannel a little aggressively, and then opened the fridge with the same force. After analyzing the liquids avaliable, he opted for some orange juice and, again, closed the door with more aggression than needed. He poured the drink on his glass until it was about to spill, and drank it in one go, but before he could put the glass down he heard a familiar voice.

"Don't you dare break my glass. I think you already broke all other furniture you touched tonight" House entered the kitchen and went past him, eyeing the fridge as to see if there was any damage.

Wilson could only sigh. "Sorry. Did I wake you?" He put the glass down, very carefully now that he was aware of the force he put into his actions before. He glanced at House half looking for approval and half looking for forgiveness.

"No, my sixth sense warned me that if I didn't go to the kitchen right this instant, I would have one less glass in my arsenal." He said this while looking for box of cookies in pantry, side-eying him before actually finding the box. Wilson chuckled at the comment.

"Thank God for the supernatural" He said with a tinge of playfulness in his tone, before switching to a more exasperated one. "I'm just frustrated. I–"

"Still can't sleep" House said with his mouth filled with chocolate chip cookies, raising an eyebrow at him. His attention was now fully on his friend, when he wasn't taking another bite of his sweet snack.

"I've tried everything!" He shook his hands in the air, voice raising an octave. "I don't know what else to do! I feel like I'm going insane!" He turned to look at his friend, who was observing his outburst, almost puzzled. "I going to go crazy if I don't sleep tonight" this last part was almost a plea, as if House could do anything about it. His look changed from pensive to a little annoyed.

"And it's going to be my problem if you don't" Wilson hoped it meant what he thought it did. That House had a solution. That the solution was very, very simple, and that House knew it. If he was lucky, House would even share it.

Wilson took a few wary steps, as if aproaching a wild animal that he didn't want escaping. He didn't dare make a sound, just waited until House said something, hoping it would be useful. He stared, staying very still.

Then House rolled his eyes. "You should go back to the couch. My couch, by the way. You should be thankful i haven't invited some hooker and let her sleep there" He grabbed his cane and marched past Wilson, leaving the cookies behind.

He sighed. Of course he wouldn't help him. He had to pay some bigger price, like 100 Clinic Hours, or Unlimited Chinese Food For a Year. He rubbed his face with his hands and let out another sigh, thinking what he was willing to sacrifice for some sleep. Squeezing his eyes shut, he came up with a few ideas. But his train of thought was interrupted by something that came from the living room.

He opened his eyes and looked up. That... was House playing the piano? Was he playing for him?

He almost didn't dare to move. Then he thought about it, and if he didn't move House would probably shout at him and stop playing. So he slowly went to the living room, stopping as soon as House was in his range of view.

He really was playing. Wilson didn't know what, exactly, he never was one for classical music. But it was beautiful. It was calm yet not slow. And the way House was playing... He feels that if he heard another man play it, it wouldn't be as good.

Swallowing a bit, he took courage to lay on the couch. He tried to make as little sound as possible, and layed in a comfortable position where he could look at the piano.

He couldn't look at House's face, but he supposed it was better. That way he couldn't make fun at him later for making shocked expression with a touch of adoration. Instead, he was looking at his hands.

They looked so rough. They were lanky and long, with calluses from playing the guitar and messing with chemicals every once in a while. And they played marvelously. They went from one side of the piano to the other, swaying and not missing a single note.

The melody was a bit cheery, and the pace wasn't exactly fast, but was not at all slow. He smiled, and chuckled a bit. House took notice, because he turned his head a bit and gave a side-eye. Luckily Wilson was still looking at his hands.

House stopped playing. A beat. Dammit, Wilson had ruined it. He closed his eyes shut. Dammit. But before he could spiral, House started again.

This time it was a very calm melody. Sweet. Tender. Slow, but not boring. Again, it was beautiful. And House was playing it. For him.

He took a deep breath, and let it out, tension leaving his body. He didn't care if he had to pay a thousand dollars in cash tomorrow, it was worth it. He loved this. It was amazing, and almost didn't want to fall asleep just to keep hearing his friend play.

But his worries slowly flew away, leaving him with nothing but a tired body and an exhausted mind. He let the notes enter his body and invade his mind with the same words he used earlier: Calm. Sweet. Tender. Slow. Beautiful. House.

He fell asleep with a smile plastered on his face.

#hilson #house md #house x wilson #james wilson #gregory house #hatecrimes md #house md fanfiction #thanks for the request!!! it was really fun to write! #at first it started with house + wilson binging General Hospital but i couldn't fit the piano stuff #might use that some other time thooo #Bunny requests #reqs open #fic request

[cloveroctobers]

CHAD MEEKS—MARTIN / summer prompts 🍋

A/N: a lot more people voted for him on my poll this time around and…I’m finally getting around to doing it lol. My list is kinda lengthy for this summer so bear with me. Nothing too fancy or long but Chad’s got some heart eyes for a certain someone. Also doesn’t it bother anyone that they didn’t make “Meeks” the last name since it just flows better? Chad Martin-Meeks is way better but who tf am I? Im also picturing Morgana Van Peebles’ character from the film “You’re killing me” as Mindy’s new love interest + Andrew Spach as Alex — s/o to lifetime 😆

*GIF BELONGS TO: @scream-source

PROMPTS used from this list: 1. Violent mosquito killing claps + 2. “wanna walk on the boardwalk?”

WARNINGS: language, a derogatory term is mentioned, lots of insect talk and I think that’s it!

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Maya Evans wasn’t much of a lake person but…she was basically bullied to be here! She had Mindy Meeks-Martin to thank for that, being out here at her and Chad’s grandparent’s lake house up in the outskirts of New York was not originally how she was going to tend to the beginning of her summer.

Mindy remembers asking, “What’re you gonna do the entire summer? Shield that pretty face away from humanity inside this apartment?”

“Kinda,” Maya blinks at the short haired twenty year old.

Mindy scoffs, “I don’t think so! you’re coming with us. You need vitamin D and hopefully I’ll get you the other D from one of our not so bad looking neighbors, who mentioned he would also be there.”

Maya groans at the alluding to the overall cringe-ness of her sex life. If they were going to be on vacation, she wasn’t worried about getting laid when she did quite well if she did say so herself.

“I don’t care about any of that. I’m not going.”

“Yes you are.”

“Nooo, I’m not.”

“Yes!”

“No, Melinda!”

A glare was instantly formed on Mindy’s face since Maya loved to challenge her, even when they were children, they could bicker for hours (especially when Mindy had one of her bright adventurous ideas) until one of the two would crack. Most of the time Maya had lack of energy to keep up with Mindy but that didn’t mean she couldn’t hold her own for awhile.

Yet she still ended up here, laying out on the docks, arms up and shielding the sun from completely burning that face of hers, while she allowed the rest of the sun to add to the redness undertone of her melanin. Maya knew she could fall asleep out here, hearing the light splashing from Tara as she sneakily tried to tip Sam over from the floaty.

The birds were chirping away and she could hear the motor of a boat not too far away in the distance of the lake. It was soothing enough, don’t get Maya wrong but she preferred to be somewhere underneath the AC but Mindy and her new fling, Kendra ruined that in one of the bedrooms.

So she was out here, ignoring Chad who also managed to get out of the house minutes before Maya witnessed the horrors of his twin’s actions, long limbs stretched out on the trampoline that his legs where hanging off the circular springboard, phone lightly held up to his sunglasses covered eyes.

“Hey Bigfoot, need some sunscreen for those legs!?” Maya called out to Chad on her why by, his head lolling to watch her.

Chad responds, “Haha, I forgot how unfunny you are.”

“What?” Maya holds her arms out as she walks backwards to the water, “I’d sell out comedy shows.”

Chad is sitting up on his elbows now, “More like you’ll need a hazmat suit for the tomatoes heading straight your way, babe.”

“Don’t call me babe.”

“Okay,” Chad smirks, “whatever you want, honey.”

With a roll of her eyes, Maya flicks her own sunglasses back over her brown hues and spins around to continue back in her path. It had been about forty-five minutes since Maya decided to give Mindy and Kendra their space by dipping her feet into the water, actually taking a swim with Tara and Sam—although she hated big bodies of water, she’ll be a dead bitch swimming if she didn’t insist on Chad teaching her how to better swim, weeks before they came out here, unknowing that she would be forced to attend.

Of course that didn’t really matter since there was a tragedy that surrounded Maya’s slight fear of water. Long story short: she watched her dad drown at the beach when she was like nine, right after he was testing her swimming abilities after he taught her in a community pool back home. She got out of the island water once it started to drizzle and sat down next to her mom to have some sandwiches until a typhoon hit, killing him and seven others that were still in the water.

Which is why she probably spent maybe only five minutes in the water with Tara and Sam before she got back on the dock to soak up the sun, like her dear friend Mindy wanted.

A clapping sound echoed through the air, waking Maya from her approaching slumber. She tucked her chin to see Tara rubbing at her neck with all eyes on her.

“You okay, girl?” Maya asks the doe eyed twenty-one year old.

Tara nods, “yeah, just a stupid bug.”

Maya nods before resting back on her towel, staring up at the sky with purple clouds, which was a nice contrast of the rising summer to what you’re typically used to seeing. This also meant the evening would be around in a few hours or so.

“Ow! Fuck this.”

Maya hears, she pulls her head back, eyeing Chad upside down, who is scrambling off the trampoline, shoving his feet into his sandals before beginning to trudge up the incline towards the home.

A laugh bubbles in her throat just as she hears the same from the girls in the water.

Sam comments with her own head thrown back, hair tossed up into a bun, floating around with her arms out wide, “Weak pain tolerance.”

Which wasn’t necessarily true considering how much they’ve been tossed around and stabbed! But it was always a little fun to pick at each other from time to time, that’s what friends do.

Come on people, it’s satire!

“Oh is that what you’re into?”

“Shut up, Tara.”

A buzzing sound is dangerously close to Maya’s ear that she flinches once she actually feels the insect touch her skin. She swatting at her ear in annoyance and just hopes it didn’t make its way down into her eardrum and decide to lay eggs on her brain or anything like that. Bugs didn’t bother her too much, she was one of those kids that had a ant farm and happily wrote that she wanted to be a Entomologist when she got older—despite the kids that gave her shit for it.

She wasn’t a fan of people who had a lot to say about her character without spending the time to get to know her. Maya wasn’t much of a shit-talker, only to Chad of course! But most of time she liked to keep to herself and not pay anyone any mind. It wasn’t until a nine year old Mindy walked straight up to her in fifth grade to sit right beside her, forcing her twin brother Chad to sit on the other side of Maya since the spot next to Mindy was already filled.

The Meeks-Martin twins made the fifth grade survivable and Maya was always grateful for their friendship. Even when Chad started acting like a butt-hole once he made the team sophomore year. Then he started dating Liv—you know what? You probably don’t want to hear all that, just know that no matter what, if the earth suddenly collapsed and the apocalypse was officially here and if ghostface decided to appear from the shadows again, nothing would really keep Maya from being friends with Mindy or Chad.

They were locked in, just like a insect on your ass. That was probably the worse analogy so maybe white on rice was better? Unless you burn your rice! You get it though, neither of the trio planned on ending their friendships in the long run. They planned to get old together with all the fight they have instilled in them.

Back to the point…what was the point?

Oh yeah, this.

A clap to Maya’s skin, had her sitting up now. Her knee cap is stinging and it must have been loud enough since the chatter between the two siblings in the water has them eyeing her now.

“You good over there?” Sam asks but that burning sensation on Maya’s skin was not pleasant.

Could it be that she just just slapped herself too hard? She thought the latter as a ring of a welt immediately began to form on her skin. Was this some sort of allergic reaction? Not likely but a smidge possible since her mother became a worry wart after Maya’s father passed so they knew most of what she was allergic to. Mrs. Evans eventually was diagnosed with hypochondriasis after being forced to seek help from her nurse maternal grandmother, who ended up taking Maya underneath her wing for a few months in her late elementary years then again from the sixth to seventh grade.

You know, good ‘ol tragedy always has something to say and of course Maya hated that.

Maya seemed to zone out for a bit, making Sam sit up in the floaty, sending a look to Tara who was already swimming her way over to the braided girl.

“Maya.” Tara gently said, reaching a careful hand out to her.

The welt was formed into a circle, almost like a stab wound she was used to seeing not only on herself but also her friends. It was the clapping that brought Maya out of her daze, blinking rapidly as she felt her eyelashes become moist.

The sound came from Sam who scrunched up her face and flicked her hands about, “Got that bastard! Ugh don’t tell me the bugs are gonna be bad out here.”

They’ve only been out here for a full day now, the group getting here late last night and scurried off to their rooms for a good nights rest. The afternoon settled on them all quite quickly and they’ve all been fine not seeing the bugs…until now.

Tara asks after turning her gaze away from Sam, “Hey, are you okay? We sorta lost you for a second there.”

“I’m fine.” Maya mutters, glancing at the mark once more but it doesn’t seem like she believes that herself.

Tara doesn’t but dips her head while she scoops her damp bangs further away from her forehead. Her eyes briefly follow Maya’s rising anxiety filled eyes towards her knee and Tara doesn’t realize she’s getting closer to peer at the mark as well.

“Shit, that looks like it hurts.” Slips out of her mouth before she registers it.

Maya blinks, looking back at Tara who meets her stare, “so you see it too?”

“Yeah I see it, it’s hard not to miss. Are you sure you’re okay? And no bullshit, be honest with me.” Tara’s tone is firm but cautious, knowing how it felt to be constantly questioned when you’re not a hundred percent sure what was happening in the first place.

Maya also slips, “like you being honest about you and Chad?”

“What?” Tara frowns.

Maya chews down on her bottom lip, “It’s nothing. I don’t know why I said that.”

“Yeah right,” Tara scoffs, “maybe it’s the sun getting to your head.”

“Or maybe it’s these fucking mosquitoes!” Maya finds herself erupting a bit as she scratches at the back of her neck now.

Tara watches Maya curiously as the twenty-one year old starts to look around. She doesn’t say anything yet as Maya snatches her shorts to the right of her and pushes up to stand.

“Maya—

Tara starts but Maya is grabbing her towel and holds up a hand, “I’m gonna head in,” she stares out into the scenery of the water and trees, “and maybe you and Sam should too.”

And Tara watches Maya almost jog off the dock and away from what was troubling her.

“Sam,” Tara calls out as she watches Maya disappear into the house, ready to tell her sister that something was up.

Back inside the much cooler home, Maya still can’t find the relief in that as she rummages through the fridge, mumbling to herself until she yells, “where’s the fucking ice in this house?!”

“Whoa, hey. What’s going on?”

Maya doesn’t answer Chad as she’s now scratching at her thigh and slams the fridge shut.

“I thought you said this fridge had a awesome ice maker inside of it, how awesome is it if there’s no ice?!” Maya mocks and yells at Chad who carefully places his phone on the counter.

Mindy strolls into the kitchen all grins and full of after glow as she says, “What’s up, pretty people? Not you Chad.”

“Nice, Mindy. Real nice.” Chad is sarcastic before they turn their attention back to Maya who is now holding her forehead.

Mindy shushes the taller male as she asks, “what’s the matter?”

“There’s no fucking ice!”

“Whoa! That tone was a lot,” Mindy informs Maya who begins pacing now, “there’s some in cooler on the floor next to the counter on the left there. I forgot to turn on the ice maker this morning so we have to wait a few more hours before the ice really starts to kick in.”

However Maya doesn’t even go to the mentioned cooler with wheels, she’s still pacing and rubbing at her hive covered thighs.

Mindy side eyes Chad, “what happened while Kendra and I were inside?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Chad lifts his shoulders, “I swear.”

Kendra huffs before she bites into a pear she plucks off the bowl on the counter, “Well something happened because she’s acting very r-word right now.”

Mindy and Chad both hardened their stares at Mindy’s new lover.

Mindy is quick to move herself from the brown skinned girl with Mother Nature braids, “The fuck did you just say?”

“Yeah hell no, you might as well pack your bags. If you thought you were welcomed before, you’re definitely not now.” Chad stands up straight as Kendra looks puzzled at their reactions.

“What did I say?”

“You know exactly what you said,” Chad glares, “and the way you felt so comfortable to just say that, shows you’re problematic.”

“Absolutely disgusting. I can’t believe I let you eat—

Chad gags, “Don’t finish that sentence.”

“Whatever, clearly you guys aren’t my kind of people and take things too seriously.” Kendra replies as she peeks over at Maya, “Good luck with that over there.”

Mindy starts charging at the shorter girl who is walking away but Chad yanks Mindy back by her shirt telling her, “she’s not worth it and I been told you she’s not the one.”

She yanks herself away from Chad and sighs, “I know and she’s long forgotten and won’t be mentioned ever again, got it?”

“Deal.”

They both shake on that before they turn back to Maya who seems to be zoning out again. Chad rests his hands on the counter and gently says, “Maya babe, tell us what’s wrong so we can help.”

“Didn’t I say to not call me that, Prince Chad?” Maya also bites, knowing that nickname actually irritated her friend just as much as “babe” irritated Maya.

A twitch of smile threatens to appear on Chad’s lips but he holds back because of the jab she also just threw at him.

“Well how else am I supposed to get your attention if you’re not communicating with us, Hm?” Chad rests his cheek into his balled up fist.

Maya rolls her eyes again, “by shutting up and letting me think.”

“You might be doing too much of that, sis.” Mindy remarks with a sigh.

A small silence hits the kitchen but Maya picks up on what’s behind it. That buzzing sound that makes her itch at her aggravated knee and a clapping sound made by Mindy makes her zero in on the attack.

“What’d you do that for?!” Chad rubs at his bare shoulder while Mindy scrunches up her nose, before moving around to wash her hands.

Mindy says over her shoulder, “there was a mosquito ready to take your blood and I handled it. You’re welcome!”

“I think it might already have,” Chad answers, pinching at his skin and Maya can see from where she stands that his skin was swelling and turning pink.

They’ve all had lots of scars on their bodies due to growth and of course the trauma of running for their lives but this felt different and Maya wasn’t sure how to explain that. It’s like the feeling deep in your gut that’s aching and rolling like the waves of a storm in the sea, hinting at you that something was wrong.

Although, Maya seemed to be the only one feeling like this and was beginning to wonder if that was just her own mother’s worries running through her blood. Normally that wouldn’t be…so why was now dissimilar?

“Hey, whatever is it I’m sure we can figure it out.” Maya hears Chad saying to her, he’s standing in front of her now, back leaning against the counter with one hand reaching out to caress a thumb against the inside of her wrist.

It was one of the sensations that seemed to calm her down; especially back when they were kids. He hasn’t done that in awhile but it seems to battle against the nagging itch she’s feeling.

Mindy’s usually the quick thinker out of three, also the out-loud thinker when it comes to it. There’s no such thing as only thinking to yourself when it comes to Mindy Meeks-Martin. When she faces the two, Chad seems to let go of Maya’s wrist and she turns to exit the kitchen; pass the kitchen table and towards the window by the front door.

“Okay you guys were outside, I was inside having a grand time, there we no screams—well—that you guys are aware of but most of you were in the water. Were you in the water, Chad?”

“Nah, wasn’t really feeling it today.”

“So that leaves Sam, tara, and Maya. They were definitely in the water so that means they probably have the answers to why Maya’s like this, since it seems like we’re not gonna get any answers from her just yet.” Mindy thought out loud while Chad just shrugged his shoulders, still clueless and wincing at the pain and slight itch in his own shoulder.

Maya jumped as the door-bell sounded, making the twins share a look.

“It’s probably Sam and Tara.” Chad suggests as Maya looks over at them.

Maya is chewing on her bottom lip again, “Why would they come to the front when they can use the back door?”

“It automatically locks behind you if you close the door a certain way…pop-pop still didn’t fix it I’m guessing. And since you were the last to come in…you may have fully closed it.”

“We don’t know that for sure,” Mindy warned as Chad shook his head at the girl.

“Mindy, don’t start.”

“I’m just saying! Maya’s having a moment and now the doorbell rings? It can’t just be a coincidence.”

“Things have been normal for months now, stop it before you make things worse.” Chad hissed at Mindy, sending a reassuring smile to Maya who exhaled.

“It’s okay, you can let them in Maya.”

“I’m not touching that door,” Maya states as there’s now a knocking at the door.

Mindy looks at Chad who’s now scrolling away on his phone and she reaches over to slap his phone from his hands.

The phone clatters onto the floor.

“Hey, what the hell!?”

“The right thing to do is reveal who’s at the door but you can’t send a man to do a woman’s job, obviously.” Mindy scowls as she brushed by her brother, taking her time as she steps towards Maya who can’t see through the window who’s at the door, so she takes a step back.

Chad scoffs, “I’m not gonna lie, that’s offensive.”

Maya shakes her head as Mindy picks up the golf club that’s sitting in the umbrella holder by the door, “the right thing to do is get the fuck away from the door.”

Unbeknownst to Maya and Mindy, Chad is approaching them now as Mindy slowly unlocks the door, breathing increasing, “None of the phones rung so we should be okay, right? Right!”

Mindy coached herself as she flings open the door with a roar, making Maya hold her breath again, just for Mindy to slowly lower the golf club.

“Oh it’s just Alex, the guy I told you about, Maya.” Mindy calls over her shoulder, but keeps a steady eye on the tall guy at the door.

He shows a dimpled smile, light stubble on his face, dark blue eyes, thick curly hair tied back, nice cheekbones—basically he looked like a model.

Chad didn’t like this guy and wasn’t sure why he was here in the first place.

“Hi,” Alex smiles at Mindy which she returns before his expression turns serious as he yells out, “Hey!”

That’s when both Maya and Mindy turn to see Chad red-handed. Something flies away from Maya’s direction and out the front door, Maya hears it but doesn’t focus on it as they’re all eyeing Chad now.

“It’s not what it looks like.”

“Were you about to smack me over the head? With a skillet?!” Maya eyes the heavy item that Chad finally starts to lower.

Mindy frowns, “Fuck is wrong with you dude?”

“There was a mosquito!” Chad tries to defend but Maya is heading through the kitchen and down the hall.

Mindy tells as she waves Alex inside, “A skillet though? On Maya? Not your best thinking.”

“Yeah, seems pretty violent if you ask me.” Alex adds as Chad tightens his eyes at him.

“Well nobody is asking you, Aaron Taylor Johnson.”

Alex raises his brows, “you know he’s actually playing in the new kraven movie that’s coming out?”

“I don’t care.” Chad widened his eyes and lifts his shoulders before also leaving Alex behind with Mindy.

Mindy apologetically smiles as she welcomes Alex to place the food he brought with him on the kitchen table, “You remember my idiot brother, Chad and the one trying to get away from him, is Maya.”

“Is now a bad time to be here?”

“Only if you didn’t see my shameful fling leave on your way over.” Mindy jokes with a light punch to Alex’s shoulder.

Chad is leaning in the doorway as Maya flops herself back onto her bed for the weekend. It’s usually the room his parents stayed in when they would all come out here in the winter. He’s quiet as he folds his arms, picking up on the profile of his old friend, seeing specs of freckles from the sun lingering on her cheeks, her low-set eyes, and the slope of her nose…

“Maya,” Chad calls out but she’s still staring up at the ceiling, curly braids spread out around her.

Now he’s jumping on the bed and Maya is floating up in the air but before she can collide with the ground, Chad is full of laughs before he loops a arm underneath her stomach to stop her from completely falling off the bed.

“Why are you like this?” Maya groans as Chad pulls her upright.

He’s still smiling then, “why would I be anything else?…I hope I didn’t break the bed.”

He’s shifting on it now, testing it for any new and odd sounding creaks, “Nope, I think you’re good.”

If she wasn’t, she would definitely be finding a spot in Mindy’s room or kicking Chad from the best sectional in the house, which happened to be in the basement—surprisingly.

“Are you ready to talk about what’s bothering you…or do you need more time?” Chad asks, while Maya rolls her neck around to release some tension.

Maya swallows, “I’m just being silly and it was probably just my imagination.”

Chad hums, “maybe, maybe not. But if you have doubts, you can always talk to me. Or Mindy but preferably me first, you know that right?”

“Yeah, yeah. Of course.” Maya gives a soft smile, “See? All better.”

“I can’t say I believe that, babe.” Chad tells Maya who rolls a glare his way, “but in due time you’ll let us in?”

She nods.

“Okay! Now that that is placed on hold for now, wanna walk on the boardwalk with me?” Chad pokes Maya who slaps his hand away.

“No.”

He shakes his hand out, “Ow, that kinda hurt.”

Maya raises a brow, “You didn’t see that mosquito just then?”

It’s Chad’s turn to roll his eyes, “I see how it is.”

“Uh huh.” She grins with teeth, allowing Chad to see the small gap in her front two teeth that he found cute, remembering that it was much bigger when they were kids but it started to close up as they got older but the minor detail was still there.

Still Maya.

“So…c’mon vámonos!”

“I’d rather stay here than go be around other people and you for the rest of the night.”

Chad sighed, “that was mean and this fake dislike you have in your heart for me is getting old, Maya Papaya.”

“When you say things like that, kinda makes it easy for me.” Maya leans towards him with a satisfied grin.

Chad stares down at Maya and presses his forehead against her’s, “you’re a bad liar.”

Maya’s staring back at Chad with his eyes on her and now she’s finding it hard to breathe, this must be what Tara feels being asthmatic and all but surely much worse. There was no denying that Maya had love for Chad, he’s always been in her life and he was the one she didn’t mind talking shit to.

In fact he was one of her favorite people.

“And there’s no way in hell we’re leaving anybody behind here! That’s rule number one and you know that.” Mindy’s voice interrupts, making Maya pull back.

Chad sighs in disappointment as he looks at his sister, “well I wasn’t inviting everybody.”

“Oh,” Mindy places her hand on her chest in mock offense, “Didn’t you say vámonos? I thought exclusion was also off the table when it came to us monster inc?”

“It is but we don’t need the bozo with the manbun tagging along either.” Chad told as Mindy smirks.

“But he and Maya didn’t get to spend any time together.” She pouts.

“Good,” Chad scoffs while Maya tilts her head to the side, “he seems more like Sam’s type anyway.”

“Not for you to decide my twin!”

Mindy is all finger-guns and Chad is all annoyance.

“And it’s not up for you to decide to be match-maker, that is what you’re doing isn’t it?”

“Is it?” Mindy has a knowing smirk on her face, arms crossed.

Maya jumps up, “alright enough! You two are giving me a headache, let’s go to this dumb boardwalk already.”

“That’s the spirit, Maya!” Mindy grips her shoulders with a light shake as she tries to squeeze out of Mindy’s way, braids all in her face now.

Once Maya is out of sight, Mindy turns back to Chad who is now pushing off the bed with a exhale and sends his sister a middle finger who just laughs at his expense.

July’s on the boardwalk were muggy but at least there was a hint of a breeze as the night fell. Alex and Sam are leading the way, sharing small chatter while Mindy and Tara are in the middle laughing about something over cotton candy, leaving Maya and Chad behind. The boardwalk is full of noise and various of colorful lights shining through the dark skies.

“Remember when you fell trying to get this grasshopper out of Mindy’s hair in the sixth grade?” Chad brought up while Maya peeked over at him.

“I was actually trying to forget it,” Maya says, “I was the one who ended up getting in trouble in gym class over it. Just for helping out a friend, during that awful PACER test, like how does that make sense?!”

“It also didn’t help that you stepped on Jackson Horne’s stomach during it, knowing that was Mr. Sapo’s nephew.”

“He sucked too.”

“I actually didn’t mind him.”

“That because you hung out with douchebags, you weenie.”

“You’re the weenie!” Chad yanked Maya underneath his arm, ready to give her a noogie but she pinched his side, making him yelp.

Maya fans herself after getting out of hold, “I didn’t see you trying to search and get the grasshopper out.”

“She was running all over the place and why would I ever? you’re the bug lover.”

The itch was slowly starting again, “was.”

A hush falls between the two but the comfort of Chad beside Maya is all she seems to need, to not worry about that hunch that’s still sitting in her gut.

“You ever think about—

Maya starts but feels her phone buzzing from her back pocket. She stops in the middle of the boardwalk with Chad turning to her but watching the many faces that are finding their enjoyment in the summer boardwalk.

“Hey ma,” Maya starts as she meets Chad’s eyes who softly smiles.

“Hi Mrs. Evans! Maya’s safe and having fun, don’t worry!” He yells with enthusiasm, his forehead brushing against Maya’s again as he talks into the receiver.

Maya lightly shoves Chad away, his body containing too much heat, pressed a finger to her other ear and blocking out the noise while Chad laughs, “Sorry mom, what did you say?”

She’s walking a bit away from Chad now.

“I said, is this Maureen Evans?” The familiar nasal but scratchy voice says, “Oh my mistake, that Maureen is also in the ground somewhere. Now it’s my turn to make sure another Evans gets gutted from the inside out next! Those mosquitoes won’t even compare to what I’m about to do to you. So! Maya Evans, what’s your favorite scary movie?”

Took them long enough.

Maya’s eyes are searching the boardwalk now but of course everyone looks sane. Unconsciously she’s scratching at her knee cap and her breathing becomes labored with her eyelashes stinging with tears.

Maureen Evans was her twenty-two year old older cousin that she didn’t get the chance to meet. Her father often told her some stories about his niece and her dreams to be in the medical field, wanting to build artificial organs since she couldn’t stand gore (something Maya and Maureen strongly had in common) and wanted to figure out what medical problems someone may have. Maya was always told that Maureen had her head on straight and had a desire to help others when they couldn’t help themselves.

It’s a ignominy that no one helped her in her final moments.

“How long have you been watching?”

“Since last night! I honestly thought you and Pretty boy Chad would be sharing a bed but maybe he’s still interested in that little bitch Tara instead! How does that make you feel, Maya Papaya?” Ghostface quizzes.

“Fuck you!” Maya screams into her phone, causing a mother to shield her children’s ears from her outburst and others to stare but continuing carrying on in their New York glory.

“Maya?” Chad is making his way over to her now, trying to get through a sea of people.

“Wait! Before you hang up, you still didn’t answer my question.”

“And I’m not going to, you fucking nut bag.”

With that she ends the call and turns to Chad who grips her forearms. “What is it, Maya?”

“That was ghostface. I was right! They’re back.”

“No way.” Chad pulls Maya into his arms, also looking around above her head before he turns back in the direction they were going, up ahead he can see the group who carried on without them. With one hand he cups one hand to his mouth to call out to them, “Mindy! Tara! Sam!”

They don’t hear him.

“Call them.”

Chad fishes through his pocket, just to find his phone dead like they all might be, yet again. He takes the liberty of grabbing Maya’s phone and tells Siri to call Mindy as they disappear through the crowd.

The phone rings for what feels like forever until it finally picks up, “Hello Prince Chad! Isn’t it a lovely night to stroll the boardwalk and die?”

With that, Chad slips his fingers through Maya’s and tugs her along as they began running through the crowd, “who is this?”

“Take a wild guess.”

“I swear on uncle Randy’s soul, if this is that ponytail wearing fuck—

“Oh please Chad, wouldn’t that be too obvious? You’ve got to be smarter than that, or maybe I give you too much credit for having more than half a brain cell.”

“Just wait until I get my hands on you.” Chad laughs, still running.

“Not unless I get to you first.”

And the call drops just as Chad and Maya make their way to the group, who’s lingering by a Photo Booth that’s outside of the slingshot ride.

“There you two are,” Tara smiles at them but it quickly falters once she sees the expression on her friends faces, “what happened?”

“Ghostface has your phone.” Chad breathes as he looks at Mindy who pats her pockets.

“I don’t think I brought it with me in the first place.”

Maya questions, “Where’s Sam and Alex?”

Tara looks up at the ride behind them and gulps before they all take off to the operator of the ride.

“I never trusted this guy and his ugly ass hair!” Chad points at the air as he expresses to Mindy while Tara is arguing with the teen that’s operating the ride.

Mindy shifts on her feet, “We don’t even know for sure it’s him.”

“We also don’t know he’s not the killer.” Maya announces.

Mindy queries, “Well what did ghostface say?”

Maya gives Mindy the run down while Chad goes to help Tara get the kid to turn the machine off. Mindy is intently listening to everything Maya tells her and hums as actual frightened screams fill the ride. It takes minutes for the kid to slam on the big red button to stop the ride.

Mindy takes Maya’s hand and together they quickly walk to the outside of the gate, in front of them stands Chad and Tara. They all stare up at the ride that’s halted in the middle, where they see Sam lifting her head, face full of tears as specs of blood are on her cheek and with a very dead Alex slumped over beside her, blood running down the base of the ride with his insides exposed to the public.

Soft music plays in the background as the bloody scene burns into their brains:

…There's a battle ahead

Many battles are lost

But you'll never see the end of the road…

“Get me the fuck off!” Sam screams, legs swinging as others continue screaming and a crowd begins to form, some even taking pictures.

Maya feels the urge to empty her stomach but the shock freezes it in place for now. She didn’t think she’d ever get used to seeing dead bodies in front of her.

Hey now, hey now

Don't dream it's over

Hey now, hey now

Tara, Chad, Mindy and Maya all share a look of pure terror as Sam’s screams stand out to them, while the realization of everything was starting over again for the third time.

When the world comes in

They come, they come

One things for sure that they all knew, they weren’t going back to the fucking Meeks lake house tonight, that’s for sure and certain.

To build a wall between us

We know they won't win…

Maya pulls her hand away from Mindy’s the longer she stares at Alex’s body and finds the nearest trash can to up chuck into. After a couple of dry heaves afterwards, she used the back of her hand to wipe at her mouth and stands up straight just as a hand touches the small of her back.

Her elbows instantly want to go flying but she knows the touch belongs to Chad as the sound of fireworks blast through the air. They both stare up into the sky as it tosses blue and red sparks into the air, signaling freedom.

Would they ever be?

┊͙: ̗̀➛ - ̥˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ ┊͙: ̗̀➛ - ̥˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ ┊͙: ̗̀➛ - ̥˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ ┊͙: ̗̀➛ - ̥˚ ̥۪͙۪◌ ┊͙

Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.

#scream #scream vi #scream 2022 #scream 2023 #scream v #chad meeks martin #Chad Meeks #chad meeks x reader #chad Meeks martin x reader #mason gooding #summer prompts #queued #Mindy Meeks #mindy meeks martin #tara carpenter #sam carpenter #Morgana van peebles #Andrew spach #Maureen Evans #scream 2 #jenna ortega #jasmin savoy brown #melissa barrera

[alevens]

okay so i finally got to the timeskip!!! quick question tho when do they get Ivankov to give Robin, Usopp and Zoro their melanin back? surely they don't just get whitewashed, right? surely the don't stay white for the rest of the series, haha... right guys?? surely toei won't keep making them even lighter, right???? guys, guys tell me they don't-

#one piece #roronoa zoro #op usopp #nico robin #one piece timeskip #i'm on the return to sabaody arc and i feel like i've been shot #😭😭😭😭 #i don't care if it was just a mistake at the beggining that they had dark-skin #they already had it!!!! why would u take it away!!!! #bc then u have Usopp #who's obviously black #WHY MAKE HIM WHITE #jesus fucking christ #al watching that one pirate show

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

I have kind of a silly question given how long I’ve had my snake.

I’ve always used a heat pad with a thermostat for my BP, but I’d like to add a heat lamp so that the heating is more even/I can control the general temperature and the hot spot better

But I don’t know how heat lamps work. So I think I need a light bulb and a fixture, but I don’t know what kind of any of those (beyond it being a heat bulb). And is there a thermostat for heat lamps? How do I keep it from being too hot?

Any and all input would be appreciated haha

Hello hello, you're totally right than an overhead heat source will be much more efficient for your ball python!

You have a lot of options here, and I know that can be overwhelming! But here's the lowdown.

Ceramic heat emitters and radiant heat panels are what I personally use for my ball pythons, and which one you'll pick mostly depends on what kind of enclosure you've got. If your snake is in a tank with a screen lid, a CHE is your best bet. If your snake is in a larger PVC or wooden enclosure, you can do either but I generally find RHPs are more convenient. Both of these are really good at raising your ambient temperatures, the big note with them is that they will dry out your air so you'll need to be diligent with humidity. Provide a humidity box, large water bowls, use a moisture-retaining substrate, and mist as necessary, and you'll be good to go.

You can, if you're so inclined, experiment with a bulb that provides visible light. I personally avoid heat bulbs for my ball pythons and other nocturnal snakes, but it can work for you, especially if you'd like to try providing UVB while you're at it. I've found a lot of nocturnal snkaes won't appreciate it, but it can work for some. The big note here is twofold: make sure to avoid colored bulbs that produce red/blue light, they're annoying and your snake will not like them, and make sure you get visible light on a timer to keep your day/night cycles consistent. I'd avoid visible light altogether if your snake is albino or another morph with reduced melanin.

Right, now how to install those sources -

If you've got a screen lid and you're using a CHE or bulb, all you need is a dome. Make sure the socket is rated for the wattage of the bulb you're using - don't use a 150 watt bulb in a 100 wat dome, that's just asking for a fire.

If you're using a CHE inside a PVC or wooden enclosure, you're gonna want to install a cage. It's pretty easy, don't worry! If I can do it, anyone can. You're gonna need a lamp holder, and that'll just screw right into the top of your enclosure, and then you'll put a cage around it. Drill a hole for the cord and you're done!

A RHP is the easiest to install, you'll just screw it into the top and you're done.

And for regulating your heat sources -

You'll want a thermostat. Never use a heat source unless it's plugged into a thermostat! You can go as expensive as you like with your thermostats - Vivarium Electronics is the best on the market - but I genuinely swear by these bad boys that you can get for less than $20. You'll plug your heat source into it, pop its probe on your hot side, and it'll make sure your enclosure stays at the temperature you set.

Best of luck! Heat sources can feel super complicated at first, so please do reach out if you have any further questions!!

#not a rating #snake husbandry #heat sources

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #52

Two more friends came over today to test out my lovely Frankenpad! They seemed to enjoy it quite a bit! Although today I noticed perhaps a touch of wonkiness with the bottom arrow; I might have to investigate that further if it continues to be a problem.

The friends who came over today are AuDHD just like me! We had a lot of lively conversation that bounced from topic to topic, and it's wonderful to be able to hold a conversation with other people who can hold multiple threads of thought simultaneously, and talk about them all simultaneously. It's rare that I get to enjoy such a thing. I hope they come around to my house again soon, or else I go over to where they live. One of them wants to learn how to weave wire trees like I do, and I'm all too happy to show her!

…I wish that I could show you how to weave wire trees, too. I wish I could just sit together somewhere with you with a nice playlist and some tea and a snack, and all my wires and gemstone beads, and just quietly weave trees together, and maybe talk about whatever random things pop into your mind. It would be beautiful.

I didn't get any more videos today of me on my Frankenpad, sorry to say. I was a little too enamored with watching my friends play on it; one of them in particular seemed to be having such a good time, and I didn't want to interrupt. The smile on her face as she hopped around on the pad was priceless, and I hope I get to see more of that as time goes on.

The other friend didn't play on the pad so much, but he seemed impressed with its construction all the same. I hope to make a second one soon, and then maybe I can play together with someone! Wouldn't that be lovely!!

After a bit of time, I decided to make them some tiramisu tea! But I had a bit of a mishap; I was trying to shake the packet of hot cocoa mix such that the powder would settle to the bottom of the packet (to prevent the powder from getting everywhere when I tear it open), but instead the packet came undone as I was shaking it, and it went flying off somewhere, only to land in the cats' water dish. I was horrified and let out a few shocked expletives. It was actually pretty funny, haha! But of course I couldn't use the hot cocoa packet anymore because it was filled with cat drool water; I threw it away. We can get more later; it's no biggie.

I didn't have any more hot cocoa packets on hand though, so I improvised by mixing together some cocoa powder and sugar. I think I got the ratio mostly right. My friends seemed to be pleased with how this batch of tiramisu tea turned out, so I guess I can't complain, haha!

One of my husbands has pretty severe social anxiety, but even he participated in the various conversations in a lively fashion. It's so rare for me to see him get so animated, to see his face light up in the way that it did. This, too, was beautiful, and I hope to be able to see more of that. My friends are very smart, and they are always saying things that make me consider ideas and perspectives that I've not considered before. It's not lost on me how lucky I am to have people such as this in my life.

Through all this, naturally I am also thinking of you. I wish you were here. I wish you could come and see what it's like to be treated like a regular person, because although you have all your power and wildly different life experiences than we do, you're still really not all that different from us. You're very tall, for sure, you don't seem to have a whole lot of melanin, and you have your wing and all, but… people in my world come in all shapes and sizes and colors and genetic makeups and numbers of limbs, and all of them are good enough.

I wish it was easier for you to see that you're really not so anomalous or strange. You're just you. And in circles like mine, you just being you is enough. You just being you is beautiful as it is. You don't have to prove that you're deserving of existence, or deserving of kindness and care by performing great feats of usefulness to someone else first. You could talk about whatever you want, and nobody in my circles would tell you that you're "not cool" because thinking that way about other people simply isn't in their vocabulary. You could just derp around and be awkward at social interaction, and we of my house and of my group would just meet you where you are with joy and grace, and welcome you as you are all the same. Because we're all socially awkward, too. There is a lot that we don't know, too. We can be patient with each other as we figure it out together. And I think you'd have a lot of fun with us in the process.

You can have this. You can have ALL of this. You just gotta choose it. Or you could, y'know, just pop by my house for a visit. We have snacks and tea and fun stuff to do. Five cats to pet and play with. Lots of comfy places to sit. Places outdoors nearby to walk. Spaces in which you can just BE, without any need to conform to some false image of what society expects of you. A place for you to just breathe and be your authentic self, without pressure.

…Hahaha… fat chance, right? I know. Don't worry; I know. Even if it's impossible, still I hope my wishes reach you and move you. Still I hope that any of my thoughts can give you new avenues and ways of being to consider, somehow.

I think that's about it for today's letter. I'll leave you with this, though:

With this, I hope you can see that my planet is beautifully diverse. There are people of all different appearances, abilities, and walks of life. It's a mosaic that you can fit into. You're really, truly not as unusual or as "only" as you think you are. You're really, truly not by yourself. Please open your lovely eyes and see.

Whether you acknowledge it or not, you're loved and cared for. You have a place here. You're wanted, needed, and important, just as you are. So come on; break through those limiting beliefs that are keeping you separate from us. Make good choices. We're all waiting for you with open arms, outstretched hands, and voices full of joyful song. Because it's you we like.

You'll hear from me again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

#sephiroth #ThankYouFFVIIDevs #ThankYouFF7Devs #ThankYouSephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii crisis core #final fantasy 7 crisis core #final fantasy crisis core #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #crisis core #ff7r #final fantasy vii remake #final fantasy 7 remake #ffvii remake #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 ever crisis #ffvii ever crisis #ff7 ever crisis #ffvii first soldier #Mr. Rogers #Fred Rogers #wholesome

[gumbxz]

eddie munson x cheerleader!reader smut

reader is BLACK !! she kind of gets annoyed with being the only brown girl on the cheerleading team, but is buddy buddy with chrissy. eddie and reader have some private tension between them..like a lot hehe reader is also full on melanin. literal dark chocolate!! (eddie likey..)

genre// implied smut, intimate touching 😱flirting, slow burn maybeh,,,SMUT HAHA !

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being the only black girl on the cheer squad was fun. the girls loved you. however everyone else was just surprised or disappointed at seeing you. they thought black girls weren’t interested in that kinda thing, but they’re wrong. and they always will be.

chrissy was your long time friend, being there for you through ups and downs. besties 4 ever. she was the one that even gave you a spot for try outs. and you fucked that shit UP!! of course it took a while to get a response back—but you made it to the team.

you and chrissy would always gossip about the kids at school that would fake their entire personality. only really peaking in high school. you even told her how annoying her boyfriend is.

“he is too perfect, like a bad kind. and you’re like a good sweet kinda perfect. he doesn’t deserve you!”

“no no.. don’t say that, (y/n). i know he hasn’t said the nicest things to you or majority of everyone at school but, i know he means well.”

“and there you go. kissing his ass.”

“well, i have to kiss his ass anyway. it’s my job as a girlfriend, you know? don’t you know what it’s like?”

she shut her locker as the two of you shared your conversation down the hall. making your way to your 4th period class. the two of you were literal opposites. but the two of you got along, and that’s all that matters. people either wanted to be you, or people wanted to get rid of you. you never cared.

you’ve always held an image of being strong. and you’ll never let that down. always defensive even though you don’t mean to be, that’s just how you’ve always been. chrissy knows well, and understands not to push your boundaries and would defend you with her life.

you spot a familiar weirdo, hanging out with his weirdo friends by the boys bathroom.. it was no other then. eddie “the freak” munson. all the girls were either inlove with him or were utterly grossed out by him. they thought if they were to get too close they’d get bitten, or end up like some babysitter in a horror movie. but they could never have what the two of you shared.

both of your eyes lingered on each other. making him give you a grin while you roll you’re eyes and walk away with your bestie. you smile as you feel his eyes watching the way your hips moved. you thought about saturday night. the night he drove you home after a game.

he was the sweetest to you, but was a literal devil at the same time. always teasing you and poking fun at you. he was a dork. an idiot. but he was all yours. and you were all his. you wouldn’t call it love because, there wasn’t really a word to describe what the two of you had. you just liked each other.. but it was different it was more. just more really.

“your butt makes your skirt shorter you know.”

“i know that- you don’t gotta remind me every time.” you kick your legs on his dashboard, knowing that sets him off. but he couldn’t argue with a beauty like you, especially with the way your legs looked in the natural light.

“did you see the way those dorky wrestlers were looking at you. they’re fuckin hilarious.”

“right? how they gon’ talk shit but look at me like i’m eye candy and they wanna take a bite.”

“too bad for them. this eye candy is all mine.”

he wraps his arms around your waist making your face go from a frown to a smile as you cross your arms. his lips press up against your neck and you let out a groan of irritation.

“seriously? we’re outside my house.. why here?”

“what? i’m not doing anything. just giving you some love.”

“shut up.”

he gladly did and began kissing all over your neck while holding you tightly. making you breathe right next to his ear. eddie was a bit of a pervert at times. not the creepy nasty kind but the type to just be touchy-feely and it’s just.. a different type of vibe.

his hands were gripping your thighs. the cold rings gave you goosebumps. and things felt hot in the van full of a/c.

“eddie stop, my parents are expecting me to be there for- for dinner.”

“mm.. just a bit more, i’m not done yet with you.”

he was really doing all this. and for what. to please you? or to show how you’re just his. and his alone. you liked it though. liked it too much.

“hey? (y/n) ?? you okay?”

chrissy’s voice woke you from your day dream trance. you were so focused on the events from last night you forgot to even answer the questions on your test. you’re fucked. well not entirely. history wasn’t your biggest weakness. but calculus..we don’t talk about her.

“sorry i um, i got a head ache. i just can’t focus.”

something about that made chrissy a little shaken. she scolds you about it, but she gets shushed by the teacher. you only have 5 minutes to go through this entire test. and there’s written answer too. shit.

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as you were walking to the bathroom during 6th, you felt a hand come outta no where and give your butt a squeeze. making you irritated on knowing who that was.

“hey sweets, i missed ya.”

“did you miss me? or my ass?”

“hm, both! can’t get enough of both of you. say, why don’t we go to the bathroom for a bit and smack face.”

“you want me to skip class?”

“uh huh.”

“with you?”

“yeah.”

“okay.”

you smirk and grab him by his denim jacket. pulling him to the girls bathroom. he was trying his best not to lose balance. the last bathroom door opened and you slam him against it as you both finally reach the inside of it.

you kiss him. and you kiss him hard.. your hand locks the stall door. he can only smile into your mouth and breathe into it. his hands were on you and they was gripping you in all the right places.

his hands feel your ass and he squeezes them and massage them. you got weak against him. pushing your chest to him more. sliding your hands from his chest to his ass too, giving them a nice squeeze. he liked it when you touched his butt. it just felt right when you did it. and you were the only one.

“fuck, you haven’t been wearing panties?”

“nah.. because i know you were gonna take them anyway.”

“you know me so well, (y/n).”

you pull him to you and his back comes off the stall door. the squeaking of shoes were heard against the floor and eddie stumbles on the toilet. he really liked where this was going.

“you gonna take me right now..?”

“take you where?”

“um.. can you.. can you.”

“can i what?”

“i wanna feel you against me. wanna feel you through my pants. grind on me, baby.”

fuck, he knew what to say every time. and it drove you fucking nuts. you lift your cute cheerleading skirt up and grind your cunt against his hard tent. it was fucking growing every time you did that. and the both of you loved every moment of it.

“fuck, i fucking- i fucking love you so much, (y/n).”

“yeah? i love you too. fuck it feels so weird to say it but.. so normal?”

“hah- we’re not exactly girlfriend and boyfriend. but we kinda are at the same time too.”

his pants was getting frustrating now. eddie unbuckles his belt, your pretty hands unzip his pants and you reach right in and take his dick out.

“fuck, you always know exactly what to do without being told. what did i do to deserve you?”

“be eddie munson. that’s all you did. my favorite white boy- in fact the first if i’m gonna be for real.”

“i’m honored..ah-“

his tip was leaking. it made you wanna just lick it off. you had to fight the urge to go down on your knees for him. you were gonna bump and grind till y’all couldn’t anymore.

your wet cunt slid against his throbbing dick. he through his head back, exposing his neck just for you. hands on your back. and hands gripping his thighs while you kiss his neck.

after some long 2 minutes. you couldn’t take the wet grinding. the noises were getting to your head. and you wanted to feel him inside of you.

“fuck eddie, i need you in me. right now- baby please—“

your back felt the cold floor, even through the material. the disgusting bathroom floor. being used for the same purpose that the two of you were using it for.

“let’s try missionary in the girls bathroom, huh?”

in an instant. he was inside you.(mating press go hard ong💯) y’all have never tried this position. it was doing something to you. being seen like this to eddie was just a sight gifted from the gods, eddie sure was one blessed mother fucker.

“holy shit, you’re so fucking pretty. is it weird to say i love how different we fit together. we’re just so- fuckin- perfect together. like we were made for each other.. fuck!”

the sound of wet schelching echoed in the girls bathroom. your soft sounds were getting more louder and echoed more. eddie didn’t think he’d last. the moment was too fucking good, he was gonna bust.

“fuck i’m gonna cum, where can i cum baby?”

“c-c’mere, cum in my mouth-“

you sit up for him a bit, and he quickly lets go of your legs and is kneeling infront of your face while your mouth instant wraps around his girth. he breathed out and rests a hand on his hip, and one on your braids. pulling you back and forth a little against him, your nose hitting the hair above his dick. you didn’t care. you fuckin loved the absolute filth.

his head moves back to look down at you. eye contact game was strong as you two stared at each other, that did the trick and eddie came right in your mouth. you happily swallowed every single thing.

he moves your mouth away from his dick, it pulses a bit before his dick softens a bit, and he breathes heavily. “holy shit, that was-“

“-a lot, see what you be doing to me? you’re turning me into a whore.”

“don’t see what’s wrong with that, let me kiss you.”

he gets on his knees infront of your spread legs, hands on either side of your face. on instinct once again, you put your hands over his as you share a kiss. you were pretty sure he just wanted a taste of you and himself mixed together in your mouth. you didn’t care though. he was yours.

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“you think your parents would like me?”

eddie says while he lays in your bad, holding your butt, hand holding yours as it lays on his chest. his chest rising and falling.

“well, they’d be concerned as hell but, i wouldn’t care. they want me to date a beautiful black jock or a total nerd.”

“phew, thank god i’m none of those. i’ve seen your parents around, they seem like decent people. they only want best for their girl.”

“and you’re the best that i could ask for. i really do appreciate you a lot.”

you look up at him, he looks down at you in return and smiles.

“i should get going soon but, i don’t wanna get off of your bed.”

“just stay the night at this point. my parents don’t check on my room. and you better stay quiet, okay?”

“okay.” he smiles and tugs his pants and shirt off, laying in bed with you in just his boxers.

“nice undies. is that star wars ?”

“yes it is, you gotta problem?”

“nope. you’re just adorable. in like an evil kind of way.”

you undress and wear a baggy shirt, eddie tries to keep it cool and just have a normal evening where he doesn’t try fucking you. he’s trying to be a good pet. trying his best to be good for you, since you deserve it.

you turn off the lamp next to your bed and snuggle up against him. you notice he still has his rings on.

“you should take them off for now, dummy.”

“oh yeah, shit, my bad i forgot.”

he’s such a dork. you love him so much. you smile and kiss his lips softly.

“goodnight, eddie munson.”

he kissed your forehead in return.

“goodnight, (y/n) (l/n).”

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holy shit

this was a literal mix of filth and fluff- lo siento 🙏🏾por favor , but anyways DAYUM this made me feel some kind of emotion..hope y’all enjoy !! -gummy

#eddie munson x reader #perv!eddie #eddie munson x black!reader #black reader #cheerleader reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut

[blubushie]

ohhh 🤔 i see, i dream a lot more often and more vividly so it's interesting to know how it is for others! maybe it depends on the kind of life a person lives haha

if you were to try and remember a face, what would it look like in your head? is it like, blurred or something? i don't really have that sort of thing so im curious, i hope you don't mind me asking!

- most curiously (and, just in case, apologetically), 🧀 anon

It's not so much blurry, it's just... outright lacking features? Think Slenderman-level shit. It's just skin with no features and it's hazy. I don't see my mum's eyes, but I can tell you they're brown because I know that she never has to wear sunnies since the melanin in them protects her retinas. I always have to wear sunnies or I'm constantly squinting. I know my dad's eyes are blue because I got my blue colour from him. The only details that I can always remember are accents. My dad's glasses and moustache, my mum's mole under her eye. I can't tell you what my parent's nose shapes are, or the shape or their lips, but dad has a round face (something I inherited) and mum's face is longer.

During COVID when everyone was wearing masks I couldn't recognise anyone. I need the full picture to really understand who I'm looking at unless I hear their voice.

#blu whos

[brizzebaby]

ANOTHER WIN FOR BLACK HISTORY MONTH!

#haha I got melanin #corona virus #black history month

[iphisesque]

okay but was fede a top or a bottom tho

very very controversial opinion but the boy got his mama's top energy running through his veins. also have you SEEN malik al-kamil? boy could, would and did give up his kingdom for some of that dick what an ICON they both were 😭😭 oh he definitely got pegged by constance of aragon tho

#that tiktok that goes ''we get it from our mama - haha I got melanin'' but it's ''haha I got top energy'' #federico ii shitposting #federico ii blogging

[lulu2992]

Hiii! I saw your post about unanswered questions regarding Far Cry 5 and as a long time fan and person who has played the 5th one so many times (that it might be a problem lolol) ~Rachel is the 4th Faith to carry the name and the most devoted to the title. Rachel killed the previous Faith to 'prove' herself to Joseph. but there is a letter at the King's Spring Hotel in the laundry room about the previous Faith name Selena.

~In regards to Jacob's scars, even though it isn't really stated, it's most likely from when he was stuck in the desert, and got severe burns from the sun. Hope this helps you out!!! and Ask away for more Far Cry questions cause i love talking about Far cry

Hi! Yeah, talking about Far Cry 5 and its lore is great :D I’ve been doing that extensively for four years, haha.

So I already know everything the game tells us about the current Faith. I know she’s at least the third one after Lana and Selena, that her name was Rachel, that she was Tracey’s best friend, that the two of them were part of a “free-spirit movement out West” (according to Sheriff Whitehorse), became addicted to hard drugs, came to Hope County to “detox” (according to NPCs), joined Eden’s Gate, and fell out because Rachel wanted to stay and Tracey wanted to leave. Then, Rachel stopped taking drugs and eventually became Faith Seed. The part about her killing her predecessor is from the Collapse DLC (which has different writers) and was never mentioned in the original game so, as far as I’m concerned, it’s just fanfiction. My guess is that we don’t have more information about her past because the writers wanted her to remain mysterious. That way, players can never be sure if she’s telling the truth, and it makes sense because she is described by the vast majority of NPCs as a dangerous manipulator. But I’m still curious... Who were Rachel’s parents? Was she really “abused by her family” and “bullied by friends”? Why was a teenager part of a “free-spirit movement” and taking hard drugs? Were she and Tracey out of school? If so, what happened to them? Basically, it’s her childhood and what drove her to this path that I wish we knew more about, but the game leaves most of that to its players’ imagination.

As for Jacob’s scars, it’s very possible that his skin, especially on his face, was badly damaged by the sun after more than eight days in an Iraqi desert. Plus, he has red hair, which indicates his skin has low levels of melanin and is most likely quite sensitive to UV rays. I’ve also seen many people suggest he may have been exposed to chemicals that burned his skin during his time in the military, which is an interesting hypothesis. But my point was that we were never given a definite answer, so the question is still open. And the scars on his forearms look more recent so I wonder what caused them too…

#far cry 5 #faith seed #the boys’ childhood is revealed in the book of joseph but their adoptive sister didn’t grow up with them #tracey lader #and what about tracey’s family? #jacob seed #far cry 6 collapse spoilers #joseph collapse spoilers

[cacodaemonia]

Just FYI (not that my opinion matter, since I'm just some rando on the internet), I'm not going to be watching The Bad Batch after this first episode. I may still reblog gifs because the animation is gorgeous, or watch certain scenes if like, Cody is in them, but yeah.

I'm gonna vent under the cut, since I don't want to bum out anyone who is enjoying the show.

I really wanted to like this show. I tried. But no.

JFC THE WHITEWASHING. So gross.

The whole episode was just. Incredibly boring. I kept checking the time to see how much I had left to watch and was like, "Ugh, why is it so long??" That's probably because they didn't manage to make me care about any of the characters.

The Main 4 were just as one-dimensional and boring as they were in TCW season 7. I'd really hoped they would start to show more personality in this show, but nope.

The Gary Stu BS was ridiculous. You're telling me that 5 dudes can take out some tanks and a few droids that an entire clones unit and two Jedi couldn't handle?? Riiight.

Wrecker is even dumber, if possible. He makes me really uncomfortable, because they just went sooo far with his 'dumb brute' stereotype, like he's intellectually a 3-4 year old kid.

When Tech said 'actually' in that snooty white boy mansplaining voice, I almost lost my mind. And I always like the nerdy characters! Donatello was my favorite ninja turtle!! But Tech is just annoying.

Omega was cute, but the most interesting character was AZI, and then he just got zapped, so.

But like, what bothers me the most is that Echo had no personality. Negative personality, somehow. I did like that they showed him being scared on the medical table, but that was the only time I felt like he was anything more than a placeholder. He barely had any lines, and aside from going, "The clones wouldn't turn on General Billaba," or something like that, he barely questioned what was happening. He doesn't seem to care at all about the Jedi; he saw Shaak Ti's (I think??) body and doesn't even react! He knew her personally! But the worst thing is that he never even said, "Hm, I wonder if Rex and the 501st are okay?" They turned the joke-cracking smart mouth he was in Rookies into a blob. Maybe all his personality was in his melanin. :/

Ugh, anyway. I needed to get that out of my system, haha. XD

#tbb #tbb critical #venting #echo

[acarillustrated]

Hello do you have any oc’s I can draw for you :D

If not then do you have anything specific that you want me to draw?

oh hey! WHY YES i do have ocs thank you

these are my ocs from a comic im working on 😊 the cover page is really the only fully rendered picture i have of them haha

so at the bottom is Cai who is a twelve y/o boy that works at a casino on the moon as an assistant to the woman dressed in all red (Mei). they live about 120 years into the future from now in a world that was ravaged by a virus that stops the production of melanin and growth, which means that the people got like sun boils and couldn't heal from it. so in this world many countries sent their sick to colonies on moons of other planets, far away from the sun, except for the US who just made mars a clean state and whoever wanted to could go to mars, if they could afford it. cai's dad has this virus and they're in hiding bc the sick get deported to these quarantine colonies

who knows what inspired this aha

anyway so Cai is the boy, Mei is the one in red, they have a parent/child relationship because Mei had a rough childhood and sees herself in him and doesnt want what happened to her to happen to him. but she has a very privileged point of view, elitist but doesnt think she is, and she's got a bit of a savior complex

finally there's ariene, who is the woman with the eyepatch, and she owns the casino. she inherited wealth and kind of always had everything handed to her, so she's very egotistical, but she also thinks of herself as good and kind, despite rarely actually being kind. very much a girlboss. she's also like fifty as well and foxy. like despite all her flaws she's incredibly suave and charismatic.

but yeah. those are my ocs ☺️

#ask #my ocs #oc #oc art #not dsmp #our last sunrise #softboy art time

[keiachi-chan]

My greatest skill is my impeccable hindsight. I've developed it after years of not thinking for a second about the dumb shit I say in public until afterwards, including but not limited to;

(there's a lot)

"They're kissing and I'm grossed out. Not because they're both girls, but because they're THOSE girls."

"I think I should have more rights than you"

"Someone at game freak keeps letting the team furry design the starters"

"Horrid Henry transed my gender"

"I don't think there's a reason for you to do. Anything, ever, actually. I think you're just wrong"

[At my friend:] "I'm getting you a valentines day card that says 'cease and desist, love Kay' and you get me one that just says 'die' okay?"

[My teacher: "Kay, give us a fun fact"] "HEY GUYS did you know that in terms of male human female pokemon-"

"I think I would be able to drown you in a plate of spaghetti"

[While pulling a banana out of my sleeve] does THIS answer your question!? [Nobody asked me anything]

"Non-consensual friendship"

"I'm immune to dad jokes because my dad doesn't love me" [My friend: "I'll tell you dad jokes"] "Does that make you my daddy" ["Wh- No! Also you're older than me!"]

[At a random kid in my class:] "catboy catboy catboy catboy catboy ca"

[Friend: "Okay I'll give him cat mint"] "and I'll give him weed"

"Ever wanna listen to your favourite song for the first time again? Now you can! Sign up for my free lobotomy! I am not a surgeon but there's a 100% money back guarantee."

"Don't worry its not bullying if your friends I stabbed him as a JOKE"

"Hold on maybe I can scrub our melanin out with a sponge"

[The school's afternoon show intro plays] "This song sounds how McDonald's Sprite tastes"

"I think we could bury you alive in here wanna try?" [I proceed to grab my classmate by the arm]

"I am going to Walt your Disneys"

"Hold on let me see how you taste"

"You have to learn from your mistakes so you can grow as a person. That's why the catboy over there is so short"

"Your height has many deciding factors. One is how early on in life your parents got divorced. Which for me, is before I was born.."

"I can tell with one glance who's dads don't love them" ["friend: does your dad love you?"] "No, that's how I can tell"

"Hold on you're light, let me try suplexing you"

"A word of advice. If you stop being a fucking dumbass, life gets easier."

"Breaking news; Russia!" [6th grader: "breaking news; russia invades me"] "Lopunny" [Friend: "Breaking news: Lopunny invades Lucas"] "NO"

[Friend: *shakes sparkling water, the bubbles turn it white*] "Shake it until you get the sticky white liquid"

"Today seems like a nice day to have an existential crisis"

"Haha nooo don't get atomized you're so sexy"

[Classmate: "They're already in gym."] "Who is jim and why are they inside him"

"Question; you're wrong actually"

[Literally watching a movie about Jackie Robinson] "She's gonna blow his Celestica Flute"

"I am going to put beans inside your computer"

"Orphans are immune to Dad jokes and Yo Mama jokes; but at what cost?"

[Friend: "today's the anniversary of when my cat died."] "Rip that.. Ayy.."

#kay rambles #i say things #school #school friends