#he lassoed a big bird this time

[sargent-space-dork]

Still have no idea where this pairing came from, but me and the folks have been brainrotting over it for days lmao. Local texan is gay for some old bird.

#the spectacular spider man #tssm shocker #tssm vulture #i dont know what bout these two is so cute but its something #he lassoed a big bird this time #can you even lasso a bird? how hard would that be

[geralt-of-baevia]

Call It What You Want: Chapter One

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine

pairing: nobreakout!joel x f!ofc (Violet Fletcher)

rating: explicit, MDNI 18+

word count: 2.1k

summary: Seeking solace from a painful breakup, Violet relocates to a tranquil town, purchasing a neglected house to renovate. In her new neighborhood, she befriends Harlow, who introduces her to Joel, a gruff and seasoned contractor with a heart of gold. Despite Joel's initial grumpiness, Violet finds herself drawn to his expertise and hidden kindness.

As Violet immerses herself in home renovations alongside Joel, their dynamic begins to shift, with Joel unexpectedly opening himself up to the possibility of love. Their budding relationship faces challenges as shadows from their pasts emerge, testing their newfound connection.

warnings/tags: nothing for now! just lots of light and airy fluff and a meet-cute! but don't worry, it's gonna get dirty 😈! oh, I guess age gap? yeah, that one.

a/n: alright, i've had MAJOR writer's block for a couple years now. I tried to write a Ted Lasso fic last year, but quickly lost steam. But somehow Pedge worked his magic on me and I'm already nine chapters in on this story and 25k words and I'm just now posting it! I hope y'all enjoy. This story means the world to me rn. <3

My keys jingled in the door, and I couldn’t help but let out an aggravated sigh. This was at least the third time this week that the front door was sticking. I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed again, knowing my fate: I would have to crawl through the kitchen window. 

Again. 

As I walked around the back to go in through the kitchen window, I heard a voice calling my name. I looked across the street and saw my neighbor Harlow. She was standing on the last step of her front porch. One of her hands was held up to her brow as a temporary visor, blocking her eyes from the sun. She was shaking her head at me with a big, stupid grin. 

“Girl, is that front door stuck again?” she asked, humor dripping from her faint southern drawl. 

I sighed, crossing my arms in defeat and shifting my weight to one hip. 

“Is there any use in lying to you at this point?” I called back in response. 

She let out a loud laugh. “At least this time I caught you before you god forbid get stuck in that damn kitchen window again, ass up and legs flailing.” 

I laughed at her comment and placed a hand awkwardly over my face in embarrassment. Two days prior I had gotten stuck climbing through the kitchen window when the front door had been jammed again, Harlow coming to my rescue. 

“And I thought you had “finally fixed” anyway?” she asked, doing air quotes with her hands.

“I did!” 

“And how is that working out for you?”

I shook my head with a laugh and flipped her the bird.

“Well, why don’t you come over and I’ll make us some breakfast?” she said, motioning me to come over to her, “and then you are going to let me call my friend who will come and fix your door. And I’m not letting you tell me no this time.”

I knew there was no saying no to her.

----

“Wait, so you’re telling me you just sautee mushrooms and onions, and then put it between puff pastry and a slab of beef?” 

I nodded with a giggle. “Mmhmm. And then you brush the meat with mustard as well.” 

Harlow’s mouth dropped open. 

“I’ll make it for you sometime!” I told her excitedly, “I haven’t made it since culinary school, but I loved it.” 

The doorbell rang and interrupted us. Harlow shot up from her seat excitedly.  

“He’s here!” she said as she made her way towards the front door. She paused for a minute and turned to face me.

“Okay, just a warning real quick. Don’t be put off by the fact that he might be a bit of a curmudgeon,” she giggled. 

“A curmudgeon? That’s such a specific brand of grump,” I said with a chuckle. She shrugged her shoulders before turning back around to get the door. 

The doorbell rang a second time and I heard Harlow shout, “I’m coming! Be patient, Jesus…” 

I giggled to myself and took a long drink of my coffee. Before I was able to set my mug down on the table, I looked up to see Harlow walk back into the kitchen, a tall man following behind her. 

“Do you want some coffee Joel?” she asked him. I watched as he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame of the doorway. 

“Yes, please,” he replied, emphasizing the please. 

I started to stand up to introduce myself, but he caught my eye and put a hand up to stop me.

“Oh, no need to get up on my behalf,” he said, stopping me. I sat back down as he walked the few steps between us and held his hand out to me. 

I took his hand in mine and he gave me a firm handshake. I almost missed him introducing himself to me. I was too focused on how the pads of his hand and fingers were callused, and how it felt against my smooth skin. 

“I’m Joel.”

“Hi, I’m Violet,” I replied, thankful that at least the autopilot in my head was paying attention. A big smile spread on his face, causing his eyes to squint and get crinkly in the corners. 

“As in the Violet that lives across the street in the 1940s fixer-upper?” He had the same faded southern accent that Harlow did. They had known each other for a long time. 

“I feel bad that you seem to know more about me than I know about you,” I said, trying to not come across awkwardly. Joel took a seat and let out an airy chuckle. 

“Oh don’t worry, there’s not much to know about me,” he said sincerely. 

“We both know that’s not true,” Harlow interjected. She sat down at the end of the table between Joel and me, handing him his coffee. 

“Thank you,” he said almost in relief. 

I tried my hardest not to stare at Joel, but I caught myself looking him up and down more than once as we sat at the table and talked. 

“Wait, so what’s goin’ on?” he asked, setting his now empty coffee mug down on the table. I sighed before tucking my hair behind my ear. 

“Okay, so the original door knob kept catching and jamming. Something having to do with the original door knob not lining up correctly when it's closed. I thought putting a new door knob and re-aligning it would work. But then I tried to open my door when I got open, and it was stuck again,” I explained, “so I think it’s past me just YouTubing answers.” 

“Well it’s a good thing that Joel here is a carpenter,” Harlow said, patting him on the shoulder. He smiled another crinkled smile at her. 

“Retired carpenter, but yes,” he said, giving her a friendly wink, “but I can fix that. I bet you anything your doorway is slackin’ and need a new door. Either way, I’m sure I can fix it.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother-”

“If it was going to be a bother to me, I wouldn’t have come here in the first place,” he said with a knowing smirk. I tried my hardest to keep my blushing to a minimum, but my cheeks still grew warm. 

Joel stood up and clapped his hands, rubbing them together excitedly. “Alright ladies, let's get up and go look at this door.” We all got up and exited the house, making our way across the street to mine. 

I smiled up at the house as we made our way to the front door. Sometimes I still couldn’t believe it was mine. The house had been barely used for almost a decade. Each one of the five bedrooms needed to be redone. And the two bathrooms. And the sitting rooms. It was a lot of work, but worth it. Not to mention a dilapidated house was cheaper to buy than a ready-to-move-in one. I saw it as a way that I get to make the house exactly how I wanted it. 

Once we were at the door, Joel held his hand out to me. 

“Key please,” he said, locking eyes with me as he did. I fumbled into my pocket, pulled the key out, and placed it in his hand. “Thanks.” 

He put the key in the keyhole and tried to turn it, but it wouldn’t budge. He tried turning it the other way, but it still didn’t move. I sighed. 

“How badly did I fuck it up?” I asked. He let out a chuckle. 

“You didn’t fuck it up, the house did,” he said, giving me a reassuring look. I watched as he pointed out areas around the frame on the wall, “I guarantee you it’s like I said, slacking in these places and putting the door off balance.”

“So what's the fix?” I asked, “Is it going to be intense?”

“Not at all. It’s a project I could do and get done by this afternoon. I just need to go get some things for it,” he said, still looking at the wall and assessing. “But I need to look at it from the inside before I can tell. Is there a way to get in?”

Harlow giggled. “Through the kitchen window. I had to help rescue her the other day, though.” 

"I’ll give you a boost this time then,” he said with a smirk. 

The three of us made our way around the back of the house, and I shimmied open the window just enough for me to fit through. Joel squatted down, laced his fingers together, and looked up at me. 

“Ready?” he asked. I nodded in response. I took a deep breath, placed my hands on Joel’s shoulders, and then my foot in his hands. 

“Three, two, one, up.” On ‘up’ I jumped with my foot on the ground as he simultaneously lifted me. I was taken aback a little by how effortlessly he did so, and how I could feel muscles through his shirt. 

I grabbed onto the bottom of the windowsill and pulled myself up as Joel continued to push. He led the foot that was in his hands to his shoulder, where I was able to give myself a final boost and get through the window. I grabbed onto the edge of the counter inside and pulled myself the rest of the way in, accidentally landing in a thud on the black and white kitchen floor. 

“You okay?” Joel and Harlow shouted in unison. 

“I’m fine!” I called back as I got myself to my feet. I peeked out of the window to look at them. “I’m going to go find an easier window for you two to climb through and get it ready.”

I ran towards the front of the house, looking for a window that was lower and easier to get through. I decided on one of the windows that lined the porch. I haphazardly ripped the screen from the window and unlocked it. After opened it I stuck my head out and shouted, “Over here, you two!”

Once Harlow and Joel crawled into the house, Joel immediately headed for the front door. 

“Have you decided on a paint color for this room yet?” Harlow asked me, looking around the room we were in. I shook my head. 

“I’ve decided to keep the wallpaper. I’m just going to clean it and touch up the trim,” I told her with a big smile. She looked around the room at the wallpaper in question, wincing a little at the bold gold pattern on the walls. 

“So, I was right,” Joel said, peeking his head around into the room. He nudged his head for me to come see. I swallowed the butterflies down into my stomach and went into the foyer. He nudged his head again before crouching down by the door knob. I closed the space between us and followed suit, crouching down so that I was at eye level with Joel and the doorknob.

Joel pointed his finger at where the door and the frame joined. “See how it’s not lining up, it's just a little too low.”

I watched as he stood up and grabbed onto the knob with both hands. With a grunt, he lifted the door and turned it at the same time. To my happy surprise, the door opened with no problem. Joe took a step back and placed his hands on his hips, looking at the door with a sense of accomplishment. 

“So, a new doorframe?” I asked as I got to my feet. He replied with a “mmhmm.” 

“Yep. I just need to take some measurements of the door and the frame. I know I have enough spare wood at my place, but I’ll need a new door. Did you say you have the original hardware?”

I nodded. “How much is a new door going to cost? I can get you the money for it.”

He shook his head. “Nah, don’t worry. I know a guy where I can get a good door for cheap. Consider it a housewarming gift.”

Harlow and I sat on my front porch as we watched Joel drive off in the direction of the woodshop. 

“So, I thought you said he was a curmudgeon?” I said, keeping my gaze ahead. 

“He is. Usually.”

She nudged my shoulder with hers, causing me to sway to the side. I straightened up and finally looked over at her just in time to nudge her back, biting at my bottom lip. 

Usually. We’ll have to see what that means. 

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller x oc #tlou hbo #the last of us #the last of us hbo #joel miller smut #joel miller fanfic #no outbreak!joel miller #no outbreak au

[dailycass-cain]

Birds of Prey #4 gave us big meaty women slappin' meat. It also since #1 had a LOT of Cass. So let's dive into my thoughts on the issue.

So #4 continues RIGHT off where #3 left us with the Birds kind of getting THE Amazon upset. This issue we get the consequences of it all with a MASSIVE fight.

Cass's portion takes place after "round 2" ends between Barda and Diana. I wouldn't call it a true fight. We know from the onset of Cass's appearance this issue, she watched rounds 1 and 2. In that way it reveals Barda was buying time for Dinah, Harley, Sin, and Future Maps.

I think the moment Barda went down Cass was like, "Okay time for me to be the distraction." And Diana knows this the moment after ordering the Amazons away. She's like, "Aw crap I got ANOTHER fight I gotta end QUICK."

Note that the attacks Cass does here are very unlike her. She rarely uses gadgets save for the grapple gun or batarang. Here she uses SIX gadgets on Diana.

In honesty, I'm amazed at Cass's reserve here.

Because this fight is the mirror opposite of her one with Artemis back in Red Hood & the Outlaws #15. She tried to match the physicality of an Amazon.

Though we never saw the full fight, the end result we did: Cass got smoked. But then the nature of the two fights is quite different. Cass in RH&O was VERY cocky in the issue, and Artemis "schooled" her (I'm still not fond of this issue mind you).

While, in this under a MUCH better writer who understands both characters. The nature of the fight is Cass isn't fighting to beat Diana physically. She's fighting Diana for time.

Sadly for Cass, the strategy can only prolong what Diana is waiting for. Just one opening and that's all she needs to end this.

Because Diana knows by the attacks Cass isn't playing for keeps. She's playing for the time.

Sadly for Cass, it catches up to her.

Though she didn't "win" the fight to distract Diana, she did win in buying time for Barda to have a round 3, and escaping the Amazons as she was the only Bird not caught by them.

Regardless, this was a phenomenal fight showcasing Cass being an expert fighter. Compared to her prior tussle with Artemis, this fight shows layers of maturity for Cass.

Unlike say OTHER fights that occurred two months ago that are more laughable now at how bad they were *cough* Batman #138 *cough*.

Writer Kelly Thompson built the hype up on Cass with #1 for new readers to show WHY she's deadly. Against both the League ninjas and the vampires. That she's crafty AND can take a hit (aka when Barda smacks her early on in the later fight).

I really REALLY adore the small moments Kelly has given Cass and again with this issue giving us a little more Barda/Cass moments.

As you KNOW Barda's respect for Cass is even bigger after this issue. Taking on Diana alone, buying her time to recoup, and escaping the Amazons.

Almost makes me wish Cass could introduce Barda to Steph who'd be all, "MOMMY." With Barda just overshadowing Steph.

Besides the characterization, the true real highlight is artist Leonardo Romero. Just the FIGHT he brought to this issue. This is a fight that's gonna be talked about amongst fans given how lit Romero made it.

Likewise the colors by Jordie Bellaire. For me, a standout moment was the highlights she gave Diana's lasso when it gives off this glow or the colors when Diana smacks Barda HARD.

Everyone is cooking HARD in this book and it shows.

I just have to wonder what the endgame is for Megaera? Other than being another unique visual threat for Cass to fight.

Kind of astonishing really how many astonishing encounters Cass had this year.

As a Cass fan and a fan of amazing fights. This issue delivered for me. It keeps giving me things I never thought I'd ever get to see for the character.

I'm almost curious to see what Thompson has in store next for Cass and the Birds.

#cassandra cain #dc comics #my thoughts

[eldritch-spouse]

PINNIE...pinprick...pinpoint

Shapeshifter anon here, as a pardon for bombarding you with asks I give you ‘Chronicles of a Shapeshifter’ - I hope it’s funny and you have a nice laugh ❤️

Day 1: Morell - I tried to do a live version of Ratatouille, but I don’t think he was very happy. I managed to dodge the cleaver he threw by jumping out the window and grabbing on to Pebble.

Day 2: Gallon - Brought a fish tank with me and placed it on some spare table top on the bar. I turned into a Spanish Dancer Nudibranch and kept Gallon company during his shift. 

Day 3: Nebul - I wandered through Nebul’s shop as a desert rain frog. Whenever a customer tried to grab an item I popped out from behind and squeaked at them. Purpur tried to grab me, but I just hopped around the shop, through Nebul’s legs, and then around a customer a couple times (the whole day).

Day 4: Vinnel - I participated in Vinnel’s show as a polar bear. Accidentally hit a guy with some entrails, but I think he liked it? The temporary power outage didn’t happen because SOMEONE hit a severed head into a power box ACCIDENTALLY.

Day 5: Grimbly - Was a hedgehog in the halls and tripped Grimbly ONCE (maybe more, not too much, definitely fewer that 30). I let him put a big hot pink bow on me as an apology.

Day 6: Santi - Became a bird of paradise and seduced all his potential customers. Was a hit with bird monsters. Swimming in b*tches, but I’m a player not a lover, so Santi eventually got them back.

Day 7: Frank-e - Was THE goat at Frank-e’s rave. Ate a few monster’s hair, my mouth is still tingling (it’s been 3 days). 

Day 8: Sybastian - what better way to play hide-and-seek with the minimics (mini-mimics) then to become a chameleon. Had to hide from Sybastian when he came charging to the mimic that squeaked when I caught it.  

Day 9: Belo - I turned into a great potoo and had a staring contest with him. Later became a shima enaga and sat on his head for the rest of the day. Took a mouthful of feathers (the ones closest to the root of his wing) as a keepsake/trophy. 

Day 10: Patches - During the day I walked up to Patches as (surprise) a horse. I think he actually believed I was one because he tried to lure me in with some apple slices, like I couldn’t see the reigns in his other hand. I took the apple slices and a piece of his face. He chased after me with a lasso but I ran away every time he got close. —Stitches - Stitches stole some other horse and I tagged along (as a horse) to help cause some mayhem. He attempted to do some show pony tricks on me...

Day 11: Krulu/Admin - Was a raven and played with admin when she had some time to relax. Would repeat her words and roll around. Let her carry me and dress me up, as much as I didn’t want to be put in a raven-sized Clergy uniform. 

(Bonus) Day ??: I don’t know how long I’ve been down in this basement, the days have all blended together. The only consistent thing is the bagel shower twice a day(?). I’ve talked with some of the other basement dwellers and a plan is forming. With the stale, concrete tough bagels we hid under the floor boards we plan to-/\|//||\\|//\\| the rest of the entry has been torn out...

You plan to lay real fucking low and not give the others any dumbass ideas.

You know we have free Healthcare here, don't you?

[Cute stuff though.✨You're using all my titles, thank fuck you don't know my full name. *phew*]

#Patches oc #Nebul oc #Krulu oc #Belo oc #Santi oc #Fank-e oc #Sybastian oc #Grimbly oc #Galllon oc #Morell oc

[floral-moon-light]

Lore update for Philza on the QSMP! If you haven't seen the Friday the 13th of October stream or vod and/or the Monday the 16th stream or god go watch before returning!

Okay, so Friday the 13th did not really have much of anything lore-wise to talk about. So, to explain what happened that day, the start of the stream was mostly Phil, Fit, and Tubbo talking about a previous day's lore since Fit and Tubbo haven't gotten to hear what happened and Phil taking the two to the places he got his pictures of Tallulah and Chayanne. After which, shenanigans mostly happened involving a museum visit, spawning of seven deadly sins mobs, and talk about Tubbo either getting murdered or kidnapped (and other random stuff).

Once the group minus Tubbo gets back to Phil's house they mostly talked about the eggs and did some decoration of the outside of Tallulah's seed bank with Fit hyping Phil up. Eventually Jaiden comes over and joins in watching Phil work while revealing Jaiden has wings now, or that she always had wings but is now feeling confident enough to show them. At one point Cucurucho comes over and presents Jaiden with her reward for the task she did.

At some point the two leave and Phil decided to got exploring for dungeons, but gets distracted trying to capture a sunbird he spotted. At some point during the chase Cucurucho stops by Phil and gives him a task to go concur some dungeons for a reward (forget what, all I know is it wasn't anything important and the only thing I do remember about the reward was duckcoins). After which Phil goes back on the sunbird hunt for 1 and a half hours, eventually capturing a Sunbird (the admins had to give it to him because the one he caught with a lasso glitched off the lasso, but the admins agreed Phil caught it). This lead to Phil going back to his dungeon hunt, completing a few dungeons, and heading home to get Cucurucho to give him his reward, mentioning during this that he would really like his wings back as the reward but he only got laughed at. After which Phil checked his egg connection chest to find nothing new before heading off to sleep at uppies.

This is a bit of a side note, but I want to talk about what could have happened to Phil's wings since this was discussed on the 13th due to Jaiden having her's out. To anyone who understands birds or avians, there are three possibilities of what could have happened. First, Wing binding, where something is used to bind the avian's wings to their body, preventing them from being used. This is the least likely option because Phil mentions wanting his wings fixed and having a balancing issue. So, something has to be wrong with his wings. Option 2, his wings were clipped, where the avian or bird's flight feathers are cut/clipped, preventing the bird or avian from being able to fly. It is a more likely option because it does mean something has happened to his wings themselves to prevent him from flying with them, but it is something fixable. Option 3: Phil's wings were permanently damaged, and he can't fly because of this. This option is the most extreme and would explain the balance issue best. However, the only way this would be true is if the Dream SMP is canon on the QSMP and the damage from Phil saving Wilbur carried over between servers. I suspect this is not the case, though, since generally, it is considered that damage like that does not carry over between servers (otherwise, Big Q would still have his Toothpick scar). Besides a few nods between characters, there is no indication that the Dream SMP is cannon to the QSMP.

Now, on to the 16th.

The day started out simple; everyone was getting on because an event was happening. And that day, Wilbur finally returned to the server after completing his months-long tour. However everyone was doing their best to not release what happened to the eggs to the man, including Phil, to give Will at least a little time of being happy. And so everyone met Wilbur, and there were apologies to Phil about the Hatuna Miku joke. Leading into everyone gathering at the spawn for the event.

Said event was a spy mission on a federation meeting inside the maze. So the server had to go through the poorly lit-up maze, and by the gods, chaos occurred! So many people got lost in the place, and during this time, Phil finally revealed to Wilbur that all the eggs were missing. This led Wil to leave the event because he was frustrated by the seeming lack of worry or work to find the eggs. Phil, though, continued with the event, letting Wilbur have time to understand the extent of how bad things are. And so the group entered the feneration meeting, with Tubbo's laptop completly crashing some time during this so poor man had to be told what happened the next day, where we learned 3 things.

1. The federation has no clue whatsoever happened to the eggs and are investigating the situation themselves to try and find the eggs. (as for why my best guess is to try and return order to the island because the residents without the eggs are... Dangerous.)

2. The federation did send Forever into the nether to investigate the eggs disappearance only for them to lose contact with him. But, they will be continuing their investigation by sending someone else in to continue where Forever left off and figure out what happened.

And last but not least 3. The federation released the minnyme mod, a mod that basically puts level-able Pikmin that look like their controller into the game (yes, that is my best way of describing them).

Side note, these tiny creatures are not meant to be a replacement for the eggs. And it looked like originally these creatures were meant to be given to the federation workers possibly to either help keep them safe or to increase their worker count.

Soon after the server members were found out and worked to escape, in the process they managed to steal the items needed to spawn the minnymes for themselves. After which the group escaped and the federation had to pull a coverup to make it seem like the island members were meant to gain the minnymes.

After this Phil meets up will Wilbur again who had finally realised the full extent of what was going on with the eggs and allowed Phil to fully explain the situation and everything they had discovered so far, as well as Phil explaining how he had gotten in contact with Cheyanne. In addition to this the two had found a water frame playing a specific song that Wilbur had used to find Tallulah after she got separated from him on their first day together. He then went on to copy the song down into a notebook to try and get a message to Tallulah.

Towards the end of this, Slime came and visited, and Phil revealed about the code(?) egg that Smile was hanging with, with Phil and Will following Slime so the man could reveal what happened. During this, I will state I had trouble keeping it together and watching the stream/vod due to the multiple minutes long s*x innuendo between Wilbur and Slime that even Phil was having trouble keeping it together for! This then led into an attempt at a comedy show between Slime, Will and Baghera involving the goldfish joke.

After this Phil and Wilbur went back to Will's house where they were joined by Cellbit for a bit as Will set up his message box to Tallulah before the musician asked for some time alone. After Phil and Celbit left they talked about what has been going on with the eggs and the pair decided to mostly not use the minnymes.

After this the pair met up with the others at the spawn where Phil had an out of character chat with Quackity that led to Phil having to put big Q's minnyme into a glass box because Q's stream or computer seemingly crashed.

After that Phil set off to go to bed for the night.

I hope this catches everyone up for when Phil returns after his vacation with his goddess Wife.

Have fun!

#qsmp #qsmp lore #qsmp philza #qsmp fitmc #qsmp tubbo #qsmp jaiden #qsmp cucurucho #qsmp wilbur #qsmp tallulah #qsmp baghera

[switch-writer]

Could we get some tk headcanons for Doflamingo, smug bastard needs to be brought down a peg (but also he makes my lee mood go brrr)

Donquixote Doflamingo Tickle Headcanons

A/N: Thank you for the One Piece request! I do enjoy Doffy and looking into his character, although I prefer his brother, his mischievous personality was always fun to play around with! His character is unique, and while I have a favoritism to another warlord, MAN DOES DOFLAMINGO MAKE A GOOD CHARACTER AND VILLAIN. I will say due to my bias loving to Corazon, Doffy will have a few HCs relating to him. But gotta love Doffy. Thank you for the request!

• Doflamingo is always going to be mischievous, so of course tickles aren’t quite abnormal. Especially with his family/crew.

• He enjoys randomly shooting out strings and then dragging his ‘victims’ as he calls them, over to him. Like a cowboy who lassoed a horse in.

• Doffy truly just finds it amusing to tickle people, whether it’s in passing down a hall, or full on hunting them down and tickling them.

• He’d often wiggle his fingers at people to tease them.

• However, he still finds the activity something to be more… ‘intimate’ in the sense of he’d never tickle someone unless it was someone who could be/is family to him. If someone isn’t close to him, not a chance it’d happen.

• He’d often sit all of the members of his family down just to have dinner or have bonding time due to his actual family never having those moments, however, there’s also been times where he’ll randomly pounce on them.

• Doffy, believe it or not, still has brotherly instincts. So he’ll occasionally run up behind Sugar, due to her occasionally childlike personality, and swoop her up just to tickle her in his arms. His job is to playfully bully his family, especially younger siblings.

• Speaking of Younger siblings… Corazon was often the victim of tickling from Doffy, even back as children. So Doflamingo will often think Of Rosinante when tickling people, which occasionally will make him in a bad mood. Its a 40 percent chance.

• That being said, Doffy would often give raspberries to Corazon, he’d rapidly switch where he’d tickle him up and down his torso, and so on. However, afterwards? Usually he’d end up hugging Corazon, as much as a brat and devious person Doffy is, he still loved his brother.

• Corazon however was always his favorite person to tickle due to his silly laugh and expressions, even when they both grew up he was his favorite.

• On the flip side, if his clumsy brother had a chance to, he’d get revenge on his devious big brother.

• Doflamingo’s laugh when being tickled still sounds a tad evil, but it sounds much nicer and happy and less plotting something devious.

• He’s a kicker, other than that, he doesn’t resist much. Mostly because his arms flail up and down like a bird or simply freeze due to not expecting the attack.

• He’ll often make quips like “Ohoho! You’re truhuhuly a little brahat, aren’t you? Fufufu.” And call whoever happens to be tickling him a child before dismissing it.

• RARELY one to let his crew tickle him, so most tickles he got was from his family. So he holds those memories fondly since he’s only had mostly negative experiences with his true family. At least in his eyes it’s negative.

• He’ll occasionally think of the memories and miss the simple times where him and Corazon would chase one another around to tickle one another.

• Doflamingo’s weak/worst spot would probably be his knees, and under his arms/armpits. A honorable mention would be his soles.

• Rosinante used to have to tackle him so he could actually tickle him, so he’d usually tackle him (accidentally fall on him), then make sure he would laying on his belly, just to straddle him. It made it much easier to tickle around his brother’s knees and drive him up the wall.

• Doflamingo would only let his brother get him like that, mostly because he had a bond with his little brother, always. His crew could get him, but he’d object and fight back. So Rosinante is the only one to have the joy of hearing the squeaky giggles and happy laughs escape Doffy.

• Nonetheless, as fond as those memories with tickles are to Doffy, he’d likely only give out tickles than receive them. He prefers it that way due to regrets and memories… however, if you’re lucky, he’ll allow it if he’ll get revenge afterwards.

Hopefully you enjoyed!

#one piece #one piece tickles #one piece tickle headcanons #lee!Doflamingo #lee!Doffy #Ler!Doflamingo #Ler!Doffy #ticklish!Doffy #ticklish!Doflamingo #fluff #sfw tickling community #tickle headcanons #tickle fluff #sfw #tickle hcs #more tags or something

[my-soupy-brain]

hey!! i recently found your blog and i LOVE it your writing is so brilliant and i really enjoy it. i’m a gay dude so i dunno, i was wondering if you’d be willing to do a lil thing for a male reader?? my brain’s going to sunshine, sweet reader x grumpy roy. and the reader’s starting to rub off on roy so all of the players coaches are like “omg??? you’re actually decent to be around?? you’re obviously in love tell us her name so we can buy her a pint” and he goes “uhhhhh well actually his name is y/n” or whatever and the boys are like “cool….we need to buy him a pint that boy is a SAINT” and they’re all accepting and nice because i’m self indulgent lol

it’s cool if not tho!! i hope u have a great night either way ily

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS AND I AM HERE FOR YOU. I hope I can write Roy as fluidly as I feel I can write Ted but since he's made an appearance a couple of times, I think I can. Your synopsis is perfect. So let's gooo!

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Relationship: Roy Kent x reader (m)

Warnings: Cute fluff + lust

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You rolled over and saw Roy's gorgeous smile staring back at you.

"Good morning," he said softly, his hand over yours on your pillow.

"Well, good morning," you replied, leaning in to kiss him.

This is how most mornings with Roy started. He was in awe of you. That you came into his life. Awakened him. Brought him joy and peace he didn't know before.

As you make your coffee and tea, Roy lets his hand rest on your hip for a moment and then slide across your back as he reaches above you for a mug.

It always catches you by surprise.

His big, warm hands. His lithe fingers. How they feel when they touch your body, and especially your skin.

"This is my favorite part of my day, you know," Roy says, smiling across the table with his mug in his hands. "Having quiet mornings with you."

"Why Roy Kent, I never thought I'd see the calm, quiet side of you from the moment I met you," you reply. "It's quite welcome."

Roy remembers how edgy he was before you came into his life. How his heart had been broken a few times before. How he kept everyone pushed out.

But the night you met him, something clicked.

You asked how he was doing.

No one has ever asked that before.

You asked him about his hobbies, what he was reading.

No one had ever asked that, either.

So yeah, falling in love with you? The sunshine, the calm, the quiet blue sky of you? He was all in. Finally.

...

Roy came into his office whistling.

That was the first clue that something was going on. Coach Beard and Ted Lasso looked at each other across their pushed-together desks and then watched Roy shake his coat off and put it over his chair, still whistling a tune.

He picked up his phone and smiled at a text from you.

Hey, handsome. Have a good day at work. xoxo

Roy put his phone down and walked into Beard and Ted's office.

"Hey, how's it going?"

Beard put his book down and stared, open-mouthed. Ted felt a little startled.

In the years Roy's been here coaching, he's never just popped in to ask how they -- or anyone else -- are doing.

"You doin' OK there, Roy-o?" Ted asked.

"Perfect, actually. Why?"

Ted just shrugged nonchalantly. "No reason."

Roy went back into his office and sat at his desk, writing down some ideas he had for plays. Preparing for the day of practice ahead.

On the pitch, he still used his yelling WHISTLE! but when Jamie apologized for messing up a play, Roy just smiled.

"It's OK, Jamie. We'll just run it again," Roy said with a smile. Jamie cowered a little, waiting for a scolding. Roy put his hand on his shoulder. "Seriously, we'll just try again."

Jamie went back to the team, Jan and Dani and Sam happy that Roy didn't get angry, but equally confused.

In the locker room after practice, Roy is smiling. Jamie takes the plunge.

"OK, OK, I give up. What's her name?" Jamie asks Roy. Roy turns to look at Jamie.

"Huh?"

"Well you're clearly in a good mood, must be a bird. So what's her name?"

Roy shakes his head and smiles.

"Not a bird. And his name is y/n."

The locker room is almost a record scratch. All eyes are on Roy.

"I met someone, his name is y/n. And he's changed my life."

More silence.

And then a slow clap.

And more applause.

Jamie offers a hug, which Roy accepts.

"I'm happy for ya, old man," Jamie says with a smile. "So when do we meet him? Let's get a pint sometime soon, yeah?"

Roy nods and smiles. "Love to."

...

That's how you found yourself at the pub with some of the AFC Richmond team.

Your hands intertwined under the table. Roy giving you a kiss on the head when he gets up to grab another pint at the bar.

"We knew somethin' was up," Jamie says after taking a sip of beer.

You tilt your head. "Why's that?'

"He was smiling more, for starters. He even walks differently. He usually walks like this..." Jamie pushes his shoulders up and imitates a scowl. "And now he's...relaxed?"

You smile. "I"m glad. He's certainly been better in my life."

Jamie smiles. "We're glad, too. Less sprints around the pitch now!"

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Hope you enjoyed this, friend! Thank you for your kind words, and thank you for this prompt. This was very sweet. I think Roy would love to be loved like that. Gently and compassionately. What a journey for him. Thanks again!

#roy kent x reader #roy kent fanfic #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent x you

[pcril]

*     ◟    :    〔   t'nia miller  ,      cis woman    +   she/her    〕      vere calder,      some say you’re a  thirty-eight year old  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  orderly  and  faithless,  one can’t help but think of  secret agent man by   johnny rivers when you walk by.    are you still a   fbi agent / associate (bookkeeper) at  government / jade tribe,     even with your reputation as the shrike?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and  no past but an infinite present, the clarity of mind after fully perceiving the world around,  pearls from a ripped necklace spilling on marble floor  although we can’t help but think of spider-man noir (into the spider-verse), trent crimm (ted lasso), gaby (the man from u.n.c.l.e) whenever we see you down these rainy streets.     

ENTER THE SHRIKE.

You're up at the break of dawn and the first to turn in at night. Very much an early bird you're happy to chirp and chitter your way on the way to work. Make new friends, catch up with old ones, file every ounce of information away to organize later. The bright smile you adorn isn't fake by any means. You take everything into account, really listen to those that need to be heard. The reason for doing so is just.. a little misplaced.

PUBLICLY KNOWN FACTS:

Name: Vere Calder

Appearance: Big, bold, blocky colors galore. For someone that's hidden a significant part of herself, she certainly stands out most of the time. Always adorning some sort of statement piece, she accessorizes like a crow's trove. Her every movement is open and inviting. There's hardly a moment where she doesn't have time to lend another.

Life at home hadn't always been the best growing up. Her father tried, God knows he did, to make up for her mother's neglect. Drove his efforts twofold when Vere's mother upped and left their family halfway through middle school. Nothing was said to her directly. Not a note, text, or single word. Vere was simply left with a half baked explanation via her father. That they'd simply fallen out of love with each other. Had been for quite some time, and neither party wanted to drag it out any longer. With nothing else to grasp onto, she believed him. Continued to do so until high school graduation nearly hit.

It'd been a mistake, it always is. She just so happened to come by a paper trail leading up to the divorce. How distraught her father had truly been upon discovering her infidelity. How she'd kept an entirely separate family under wraps. Worse still, how vastly different they were treated compared to Vere's. Where Vere and her father was shown minimal time and attention, the others were given an abundance of love and care. They were well off and more, but not a single penny or shred of sympathy was cast their way. Whatever image Vere had left of her mother completely shattered. And from it grew an obsession to find her. Have all of these questions and accusations answered in person.

Her sights hadn't originally been set on becoming a federal agent, but became more invested with each morsel of knowledge gained. Eventually, she was presented with the opportunity to go undercover and acclimate into the Jade Tribe. Not a single complaint was given. If anything, she gladly went — always one to help out the team and all. Definitely had nothing to do with a possible lead of her mother having ties to that organization in particular.

#lawlessintro #vere calder — inspo . #vere calder — dialogue . #tw neglect

[huntsvillegossip]

Happy New Year Lovelies!

Well, happier for some than for others, it seems. Eagan Connolly is raising quite the fuss about the disappearance of someone named Will Monroe—details are light on who exactly Will is but apparently he's known to some as a local prostitute. If you see her hobbling around, maybe keep a wide berth, since they’ve been heard muttering to themselves in public. If it was something worth worrying about, the police or Mayor Nat herself would have informed us, of course.

We have multiple witnesses having seen what looked like a very upset Christopher Winters and a very concerned Jim Dunford in town the other day. They were arguing about what sounded like a cheeky New Years Eve kiss that they shared. Jim seemed to be trying to placate Christopher, who was not having it, shoving the man away and stalking off. No news yet as to whether Emma Dunford is aware of this. For all we know, this might be her way of having her cake and eating it too. Christopher and Emma are also expecting a child, which begs the question, is now really the time to try something new?

Speaking of their upcoming adoption, the baby’s birth mother has also been on her own romantic adventure. Josie Reigh and Gabriel Westfall are official, at least if the people overhearing her referring to him as her boyfriend are to be believed. The two seem to be quite happy with each other. Alas, not everyone seems to be as over the moon as they are. Nico Garcia stills seems hung up over Miss Reigh, which is no surprise, since he always was the more sensitive brother. He has repeatedly been seen intoxicated at the Sasquatch and was even heard propositioning one of their bartenders. One lucky contender who took him up on the offer is Jessica Sinclair. That girl's taste has always been questionable—but perhaps this is the one who will break her streak of heartbreak?

The younger Garcia brother isn't the only one moping and drinking his sorrows away at the bar. Theodore Collins has become the latest member of the lonely hearts club. Many have remarked he's been overly temperamental at work with some adding in that he and Kirby have officially called it quits. However, seems they're both quick to move on. Theodore was spotted hitting on Morgan Vovk, who took him home "as a friend"—you can take that as you will. Meanwhile, Kirby has been seen multiple times leaving the drive-in with Edward Langston. Now, sonsidering he should be focused on helping raise his goddaughter, you would think he'd reconsider his priorities. Kirby is fun but they're hardly the person you'd want around when you're trying to be responsible.

That's all for now, my lovelies. Remember: drink and flirt responsibly! You never know who's watching.

Love, Auntie G

“Is it just me, or do the old folks at the retirement home seem happier lately?  Is it just because of that new doctor working there or what?” - Anon (37M)

“So, I hear there’s an angry bounty hunter in town, and word on the street is he’s after a big score. Guess it makes sense that he seems to have joined Val Moreno’s harem. He seems like her type. Good luck and godspeed to Connor Hastings, I suppose.” - Hopeful Future Harem Member

“It appears like Duck Romero has been lassoed by Claire Forbes and is officially off the market. I saw the two of them on what appeared to be a date after New Years looking mighty cozy. Third time’s the charm, folks!” - Town Bird Watcher

“Declan Sullivan seems to be sowing his wild oats, as he was seen kissing Peyton Wilson soon after a love confession to him by Artemis Hayes was overheard at a construction site. Never seen a boy high tail it out of a conversation so fast. Hey, I'm willing to be her shoulder to cry on any day.” - Bob the Builder

"You'd be surprised how much shit gets talked about at the construction sites. You know that circus guy? Mercy Wainwright? Might've overheard him bitching about not getting to see his kid. That he might actually try to get custody of 'em. Not sure how the baby mama, Josie Reigh, gonna feel about that one." - The 4th Property Brother

“Yeah, so I was having a drink at the Sasquatch when Hope McGillivray threw a drink in Floyd Blackward’s face. Guess he made a pass at her but you can’t blame a guy for trying. Dude’s still stuck in second place it looks like.” - Day Drinker

“Although Halley MacGillivray and Saffron Aubert are now officially dating, Halley has been seen hanging out with Felix Berkowitz, Saffron's ex-fiancé. Like mother, like daughter, I suppose. Loyalty seems to be a concept that family struggles with.” - Anon (22F)

"Hey, so I don't know if it was the eggnog at the party or what. But Edgar Wayne had a full meltdown at his own party. Looks like it was cause of Beverly Torrance, she went skinny dipping in this freezing ass weather with Elijah Atkins. I thought the rangers were suppose to help out folks not nearly kill 'em." - Eggnog Lover

#eagan connolly #will monroe #christopher winters #jim dunford #emma dunford #josie reigh #gabriel westfall #nico garcia #jessica sinclair #theodore collins #kirby #morgan vovk #edward langston #raphael knightley #valeria moreno #connor hastings #mallard romero #claire forbes #declan sullivan #peyton wilson #artemis hayes #mercy wainwright #hope macgillivray #floyd blackward #halley macgillivray #saffron aubert #felix berkowitz #edgar wayne #beverly torrance #elijah atkins

[passivenovember]

“At my funeral, I want you to make sure they play Free Bird.”

Across the bolt of the quarry, Steve can see purple Bella Donna nodding fat in the breeze. Above them, stretching all around into the past and the future with lazy, diamond dusted fingers, stars dot the sky. 

It’s summer. 

Billy’s well into his tan, dipped in bronze and creamy milk chocolate, skin lassoing the sun to distract from whatever storm is brewing dark inside him.

Steve shifts. Tries to ignore the cool press of metal against his stomach, dread seeping through layers of cotton and denim to get at his heart, when he squirms in Billy’s grasp. “What?”

Steve tries to prop himself up. Have a look. 

Billy just holds him tighter, eyelashes stubbornly raking the constellations into neat little piles. That’s the affect he has. On the world. On Steve.

Permanent and lasting. Changed.

The wind blows, cooler than it was when the sun was setting, and suddenly it’s fall. Suddenly it’s dark. Summer’s on the wing, nearly over, they’ve got seconds left in each other’s arms and the solid, sure line of Billy’s jaw quivers, just a little, stubble rubbing sharp and sweet where Steve grabs his chin. 

Billy shrugs away. Says, “It’s not a big deal.”

But. “It is,” Steve accuses lightly. It’s summer, he doesn’t want this to turn into a fight, and yet. 

“Forget I said anything,” Billy mutters. 

But. “You can’t just ask me to play Free Bird at your funeral.”

“Why not?”

“Because,” Steve squirms harder this time, managing to knock Billy’s arm away. He sits. Frowns. Wants to scratch his mosquito bites and scratch this away, too. Whatever’s come over them, but then it would seep under his nails and he’d carry it away. 

Billy’s eyes are wet. Not spilling over, not quite, but. Misty. Flooded. 

“Free Bird’s a fucking stupid song,” Steve decides. 

The lump in his throat won’t let him spill the beans. Won’t let him clear the air. 

Billy glares at him, a little lighter than before. “’S my funeral, pretty boy. I get to build the playlist.”

“You’re not going to die,” Steve says. Resolute. “Not now. Not soon. Not ever.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes I do.”

“Even if you did know,” Billy counters, rising to his level so his jean pockets scrape a little on the hood of the Camaro. “It’s not true. No matter what you’ve got to say about it, I’ll die someday.”

“It is true,” Steve says. “If I have anything to say about it, you’ll live forever.”

Billy snorts. 

“Where’s this coming from, Blue?” Steve asks.

“Forget it.”

“C’mon, asshole. Talk to me.”

Billy turns away, eyes peering over the lip of the Quarry until they catch on something. The Bella Donna. “I dunno. Lately I’ve just been feeling, like. There’s a cloud hanging over me. And everything’s dim and gray and my shadow’s growing, a little. Covering more Earth. And it’s bleeding, y’know, past the hairline that separates me from him, and I just.”

Billy squeezes their fingers together. Says, “I don’t think things are gonna work out for me.”

He doesn’t believe it or maybe doesn’t want to live forever, with Steve, even though that sounds like Heaven. Feels like Saturday morning cartoons and homemade pancakes and sun-warmed linen, when they kiss.

Steve doesn’t understand why Billy would want to give it up so he takes his hand. Threads their fingers together, says, “You and me, we’ll. Buy a house on the beach--”

Billy’s eyes snap to him, wet spilling over now. “I wanna live in the mountains.”

Steve nods. Pulls him closer. “Then we’ll live in a mountain with a distant view of the ocean peaking between snow caps and we’ll have a vegetable garden and we’ll throw our T.V. in the garbage behind Melvalds before we skip town so we won’t have any distractions.”

Billy lets himself be pulled into the sling of Steve’s arm. Lowered onto the hood of the Camaro. “What would we need a distraction from?”

“From each other,” Steve says, kissing Billy’s temple. “I’m never gonna feel like I have enough time with you.”

In the distance, fireworks light up the sky. 

#harringrove #listen #and then he gets posessed and killed by the mindflayer!

[roamwithahungryheart]

I seem to be extremely committed to doing deep dives this week since there's a lot of information to digest, so on that note, here's another one - get ready for a long post!

If you hadn't picked up on it already, Zava is Jewish coded.

I'm very interested to see if this gets explored any further as the season progresses, because both homophobia and antisemitism are big problems within football culture (if you've read David Baddiel's brilliant book Jews Don't Count and/or seen the accompanying documentary, then you'll know what I'm referring to.)

Looking at Zava joining the team through a Jewish lens actually brings up some intriguing insights into the ways in which Zava can both help and hinder AFC Richmond.

(Continued below the cut.)

Zava's mantra is a Polish proverb - Orzeł zawsze leci - The eagle always flies. (Thank you to those who clarified the mantra and its translation!)

The eagle is the symbol of mercy (rachamim) in Jewish thought.

There's a Talmudic passage which describes, in short, an eagle saving the life of a mountain goat's kid. When the mountain goat prepares to give birth, it ascends to the top of a mountain so its offspring will fall and perish. G‑d sends an eagle which catches the baby mountain goat on its wing and returns it to its mother atop the mountain. "If My timing was off," argues G‑d, "the goat would die."

One of the overarching themes of Ted Lasso season 3 is timing. So, in spite of the team's reservations, has Zava swooped in at the right time to save them?

If we take this analogy a little further, Rabbi Natan Slifkin writes - The nesher, king of birds, is the most prominent bird in the Torah. Although many assume that the nesher is the eagle, and some of the commentaries have identified it as such, the evidence shows that it is more likely a vulture – specifically, the griffon vulture.

The best-known Scriptural description of the nesher is also the most problematic to understand. It occurs in reference to God bringing the Jewish People out of Egypt:

“You have seen what I did to the Egyptians, and how I carried you (va’esa eschem) on the wings of nesharim, and brought you to Myself.” (Exodus 19:4)

Va’esa eschem is most commonly translated as “I carried you.” However, it is sometimes translated as “I elevated you.”

Rabbi Slifkin goes on to say that 'the nesher is the highest-flying bird, and God raised the Jewish People to spiritual heights above anything in the natural world with His miraculous redemption.'

Eagles represent freedom. There is, however, a duality to the symbolism of vultures - they can be a bad omen, or a symbol of rebirth. Is Zava an eagle, or is he in fact a vulture? Is he going to elevate Richmond with good intentions or let his ego rule the roost and risk putting the team's reputation in danger?

On the subject of eagles, we see Zava use of meditation and crystals as a pre-match warm-up. Aetites, also known as Eagle Stones, are believed to be called "preservation stones" or even tekumah within Judaism. They are predominantly associated with fertility and childbirth, but I figured it was a little interesting fact!

Speaking of fun facts - I'll end on this before this post gets too darn long - the Zava chant is sung to the tune of Hava Nagila. He's a revered player who gives every team he plays for a reason to celebrate. Will Richmond be celebrating too?

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso s3 #ted lasso speculation #Judaism

[phoenixkaptain]

Random Teen Titans thoughts, 1966 edition:

-nothing can escape Aqualad’s notice. Not giant, noticeable ears or giant, metal conquistadores

-I’m pretty sure TT #1 is the introduction to characters, especially Robin, saying “Quick like a bunny, Kid Flash!” which is just really funny to me

-this happens more often than I thought (I’m rereading these early comics), but Robin almost always explains things when asked. And his explanations are always long and in-depth and he is a giant nerd

-Robin says “What can possibly happen?” because he’s Robin and that’s just what Robin does

-Robin says “Hope there’s nothing more popping from that pyramid!” because he did not learn his lesson the first time

-the villain made a giant, metal conquistadore, but the weird animals with human faces were just incarnations of the beast god. Nobody questions this

-I think Kid Flash practices by juggling with his feet. Otherwise, I have no idea what the panel was implying

-“You’re strictly feom Squaresville if you don’t put down the drags - like you’re cubed, but def!”

“You sure that is English, Penny?”

I love this interaction and I’m with Garn on this one, sorry, Penny

-Aqualad says “great waves and all that jazz” basically mocking the interjections they’ve all been saying (including him) and I just think that’s funny

-Kid Flash says “Better find a hole in the sky, and hide this egg-beater, Robin!” and no, context does not make it make any sense

-Wonder Girl ties her hair to a tree branch because her grip is slipping. Miraculously, this works

-the image of Wonder Girl holding up Aqualad, who is holding up Robin, who does not seem to notice nor care about his current predicament, is both adorable because Robin has such complete faith in his teammates and hilarious because he is dangling precariously with only an Aqualad to keep him from falling

-Aqualad says “Quick like a bunnyfish- if there is such a thing!” I’m pretty sure he’s making fun of Robin

-Gotham banks have machine guns set up in their walls, in case of burglaries. This explains quite a lot

-Robin says his math mark (his math grade) could be better, and I do not believe him

-Ding-Dong Daddy Dowd’s shop is called Ding-Dong Daddy Dowd’s Hot-Rod Hive: the Hottest Buckets This Side of Dragsville, and I don’t know how to feel about that

-Robin gets handcuffed to a speeding motorbike. He can’t stop the bike, but I just don’t understand the thought process. If Ding-Dong wants him dead, why did he not just kill him? Ding-Dong is a ding dong

-Kid Flash: “I failed.”

Aqualad: “I failed.”

Robin: “We all failed.”

10/10 leadership

-The narration claims that there was an outstanding outcry for Speedy to be added. I don’t know if I believe them. This is only issue #4

-Speedy decides it would be better to break into the Teen Titans’ hideout and set off the alarm, instead of giving them any head’s up that he’s coming. He’s right, it was better

-someone swapped Speedy’s arrows with explosive-rigged arrows and expected Speedy not to notice

-Davey (important character)’s dad tries to intimidate Robin, which was just hilarious. You really think Robin, Boy Wonder from Gotham City (the city with machine guns in the bank walls) is going to be intimidated but a bad dad? Silly

-Kid Flash says “I’d know that beautiful racing form anywhere!” of Davey, and I just think that’s funny

-Davey’s dad is the absolute worst. He made his son cry. He’s such a dick

-Davey says “I’m going like a big-tailed bird, Robin!” and I just don’t understand the relevance

-Davey’s dad decides to be less of an asshole, which is nice

-this exchange between Wonder Girl and Robin:

“He’s cute- cuter than any of you characters!”

“You can bet your magic lasso, W.G., that we will hook up with Speedy again!”

-the Ant is the son of a circus strongman and an acrobat. He and Robin should be pals

-Robin calls Aqualad “Sea Flea”

-Beast Boy can’t be part of the Doom Patrol without guardian permission. He also can’t be part of the Teen Titans without guardian permission (Robin saying “Batman had to okay me!” is funny because who did Batman okay Robin to?) Beast Boy thinks they just think he’s a freak, and runs off to the circus

-I saw a review say that Beast Boy’s arc was too similar to Pinocchio, because Beast Boy wants to “be a real hero,” but I have no idea where that idea came from? Beast Boy doesn’t give a shit about being a hero, he just wants to go somewhere and feel like he belongs

-Aqualad says this: “Holy hagfish, Robin… you figure we can get away with this bit- impersonating circus performers?” which is just funny because he’s asking the circus performer if he can accurately perform in a circus (I don’t think the Teen Titans know each other’s identities at this point)

-Robin calls Aqualad “Minnow”

-Robin says they should rethink letting Beast Boy join the team, and in the end, it’s left up the the audience to decide. As in, us, the readers reading the comic. As I said before, I’ve read a lot of these comics before (up to #43), and Beast Boy does not appear as part of the team in any of these issues. Poor Beast Boy

-I ship Robin and Aqualad, and I can’t explain it. I just find their dynamic, Aqualad questioning Robin and Robin being generally unfazed, is cute. And he calls Aqualad “Minnow” come on

#the inane ramblings of a madman #teen titans #60s teen titans #robin #wonder girl #kid flash #aqualad #speedy #dc comics #dc #1966 had 6 issues #which is just kinda neat #long post #i really like robin and aqualad #they are very funny #aqualad is absolutey vicious #‘you led us in here to get us away from a trap and now we’re trapped’ #thanks aqualad #nobody doubts yet trusts robin as much as aqualad #look the ship makes perfect sense if you’d just look at my corkboard-

[ecoamerica]

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[frozenhi-chews]

idk much about starlo actually can you tell me about him :]]]] @ghost--girlfriend

FREAKING STARLO-

There's gonna be spoilers, so-

Okay so, he's in Undertale Yellow, the Undertale fangame that came out in December of last year. And tbh I was preoccupied with other things so. Yeah that's why I didn't get into UTY until the last couple days of January. (But it did mean there's a lotta fanart now so. Huehue)

STARLO HIMSELF THO. HOUGH GOSH I love him. He's the Sheriff and leader of the Fiesty Five, running a small town in the Wild East. He goes by North Star, then, his sheriff persona.

(Sorry for the crappy screenshot, I was taking a very excited video seeing him for the first time in-game)

Like from the get-go you can tell he's kinda a dork. And a lovable one too! In game, he sees that Clover's a human, takes them, and locks poor Martlet (the blue bird girl) in jail. She's a Royal Guard, having her there is a risk. And Star just deceives Clover is gonna be his Deputy. All because they're human! He also says this and it's funny

(He's talking about those scenes in Westerns when humans ride horses into the sunset, but bc he doesn't know anything about the surface, he thinks they're riding into a big ball of fire. And I said that the horses were fireproof too, it's just funny!)

He takes you on all these silly missions just to train you/Clover as his Deputy. He gets you a gun, makes you have a "dual" with him (he pronounces "duel" as "dual"), does a train trolley problem. Says this

Best line in the game, hands down.

When he makes Clover the Deputy, his friends are VERY much upset. Thinking it was just a regular spot. Stars goes to get something, the Fiesty Four battle Clover, he comes back VERY much upset, and they talk about how much he's changed since Clover arrived. One by one they just. Quit. And he's very much upset about this.

You follow him and FREKAING BATTLE TIME-

His theme "Showdown!" is SO GOOD-

Asking why Clover walked into town, talking about how the sheriff stuff is pointless and "monsterkind's hero" is a title covered in blood. Cuz then he's realizing stuff. He wants to make amends and fix his posse. He wants to fix his relationships. Thinking that taking Clover's soul is the only way to do it. Even tying them up in a lasso so it's harder for them to move. (You make him shoot his own lasso) (he's also left handed :3)

Badda bing badda boom, one shot left, and before he shoots you, his childhood friend Ceroba comes around and tells him to stop it. It's a really good scene, her telling him that no one hates him, just the reckless sheriff front he's made. She wants the real him back, the innocent farmer he was. He accepts and just-

HE'S SO FREAKING CUTE????? LIKE OH MY GOSH!!!

Yeah he's a nerd. But gosh dangit I love him!!

You can even go to the farm where he's from and see his family. He's got a brother, mother, and father. Turns out he's a really good singer! Oughh-! Also his mom said he used to have a crush on Ceroba, but was devastated when she got engaged to someone else. Ah, such is heartbreak.

They were close friends, still are

(Also I love how his hand isn't even touching her. Poor mans had such a huge crush on her)

Gosh he's adorable.

He's also a really good friend. He made the Wild East town and North Star front just to make Ceroba and others happy. Give them a slice of the surface when there was none. Distract them, make them happy. It's all one big silly roleplay thing and it does make the monsters there happy.

Also in genocide you don't even fight him. You have a duel and shoot him. If he does it first, he has a BB gun and admits that he's a fraud and thanks you for making him feel cool for a second before Ceroba finds you and comforts him as he's dying.

Which is funny, cuz he didn't seem all that opposed to literature shooting an innocent child and throwing TNT at them!! All for breaking up his posse too. Although he kinda did it himself, and he is a lot more emotionally charged. But it's still crazy to think he would lasso and shoot at an innocent kid, but in Genocide, faced with a literal murderer, he just shoots you with a toy gun. Like DUDE YOU HAVE YOUR OWN REVOLVER. USE THAT!! Even if it's not a fight and just a QTE, at least have him shoot the kid-

That sounds weird out of context

He's just. I love him. I love him so much, this adorable guy who's trying his best to make others happy. Just. I love him!!

Shoot for the stars, Space Cowboy

#he also sews too #freaking amazing #self ship stuff #🌵💫 #cake asks #i just. infodumped a lot #and this isnt everything. but it is MOST of it #gosh-

[karebear4499]

You Are My Sunshine Chapter 8

Sunshine tried to wriggle herself free from the bird’s grasp, even attempting to pry its talons open with her hair. No matter what she did, it refused to let go. She hadn’t anticipated being unable to escape. She hadn’t thought this far ahead when she jumped in the way to save Branch and Poppy.

Unfortunately, that was beyond her control now.

“Drop that troll you dirty varmint,” she heard Delta Dawn shout. Looking back, she saw the Country mayor racing after her, her caretakers riding along with looks of pure panic on their faces.

Sunny couldn’t say she didn’t feel the same. “Poppy, Branch,” she yelled, reaching out to them, “Help me!”

“Hang on, Sunshine,” Poppy called back, trying to fling her hair out to catch the child, but she couldn’t get close enough. The bird seemed to pick up its pace at the same time Delta did.

A fresh wave of guilt washed over Sunshine as she looked into Branch’s eyes. That worried expression was her fault. She was the reason for all of the stress and turmoil he had just gone through. And apparently she wasn’t done torturing him.

“I’m sorry, Branch,” she cried, shutting her eyes tightly, “I’m sorry I ran away I’m sorry I was so disrespectful I’m sorry you have to put up with me I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!”

“I-it’s okay, Sunshine,” Branch cried back, heartbroken that she was beating herself up in this situation. “Don’t worry, we’re coming!”

Memories started flooding his mind of her floating away in that bubble when she was a baby. Sure, he had caught her then, but what if he couldn’t make it to her this time? What if last time was just a fluke?

No, he couldn’t think like that. He’d saved her before; he could save her again.

“Uh, guys,” Delta said, “I don’t mean to complicate things further, but…” They were quickly approaching a sign that was hanging off of the needle of a cactus.

“END OF THE LINE”

The three trolls stopped just a few feet from the cliff’s edge. It was only a matter of time before the bird was completely unreachable.

“No no no no no,” Poppy panicked, grabbing Branch and shaking him violently, “It’s getting away! It’s getting away with our Sunshine! What to we do?!”

Branch hated to admit it, but he was at a loss. He never had quite mastered the Hair Lasso, no matter how many times he practiced. He could throw something at the bird, but he didn’t want to risk hitting Sunny.

Suddenly, Delta’s eyes lit up with an idea. “Why didn’t I think of this before,” she said, bringing two fingers to her mouth and letting out a loud whistle. “Clear a path y’all!”

In the distance, the sound of gnashing teeth could be heard, growing louder with each passing second. Before long, a little pig-tailed Country troll could be seen sprinting towards the group like a bullet, mowing down everything in her path.

“Sic ‘em, Clampers,” Delta shouted, pointing towards the bird just as it was flying over the edge of the cliff. The bird must have figured it was far enough out of reach to taunt its pursuers, turning smugly and letting out a sound similar to a proud chuckle.

Big mistake.

The second it locked eyes with Clampers, it knew it had messed up. It wasn’t given any time to escape before she leapt at it and sank her teeth into its foot. The bird screeched in pain, dropping the children before flying away.

Poppy quickly flung her hair out to catch them, Clampers grabbing it with one hand and both of Sunshine’s hands with the other. Delta Dawn held Poppy by the waist, her hooves digging into the ground to keep them all from plummeting over the edge.

“Ngghh, I can’t pull you both up,” Poppy grunted, “You’re too heavy!”

Branch watched in horror as Sunshine and Clampers held on for dear life. Clampers was surprisingly calm under the circumstances, but Sunshine was hyperventilating and shaking with fear.

Now was the time for him to act.

“Clampers,” he called, kneeling at the edge of the cliff, “Do you think you could swing Sunshine up here to me?”

Clampers looked down at the panicking trolling and nodded slowly. “I-I’ll try,” she said.

“Wait, Branch,” Sunshine retorted, shaking her head. She knew just as well as he did that there were too many ways that his plan could go wrong. She could let go too soon, or too late, or she could pull him off of the edge with her. “I’m scared.”

“I know, Sunny,” Branch said, looking into her eyes with all the paternal love he could muster, “I’m scared too. But I promise, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I meant it when you were little, and I mean it now.”

Branch’s little speech seemed to have awakened a sense of bravery Sunny had hidden within her. She looked over to Poppy, who appeared to be stifling tears, either from the emotional weight of the matter, or from the literal weight of the children starting to hurt her (most likely the former). “I love you guys,” she said to them both.

Shaking off what was left of her fear, she glanced up at Clampers and stated, “Okay, I’m ready.”

The young Country troll began swinging the other back and forth, holding on as tight as she could. On the count of three, Sunshine released her grip on Clampers’ hand, the Country troll scrambling her way up Poppy’s hair the minute she let go. Flying through the air, she poised her palm to land safely in Branch’s outstretched hand…

…And immediately slipped right past it.

Poppy and Branch watched in stunned shock and disbelief as Sunshine fell, a scream escaping her throat that slowly faded as she disappeared from their view.

“SUNNY!” they screamed, both reaching out under the vain assumption that they could still save her.

“I’m going after her,” Poppy said, jumping over the edge.

Branch’s eyes widened at her declaration. “Wait, Poppy,” he said, grabbing her by the hair before she could meet the same grim fate.

“Let go Branch,” she protested, thrashing in his grip, “I have to save her!”

“You can’t, Poppy,” he replied; despite every fiber of his being wanting to do the same, he knew it was no use. “It’s too late.”

Poppy continued to argue fruitlessly with him as he pulled her up. Even when he got her back on solid ground, he still had to restrain her from running off of the cliff after Sunshine.

“Poppy, she’s gone,” he shouted, squeezing her shoulders tightly. He let out a quiet sob before repeating, “She’s gone.”

The usually jovial and upbeat pop queen collapsed into a sobbing heap in her boyfriend’s arms, tears raining down from his eyes as well. “My baby,” she wept. She had tried her darnedest to be the strong one during this adventure, but losing Sunshine for good was the straw that broke her.

Branch, of course, wasn’t in any better shape. He’d promised, he’d promised to protect the little troll, but he had let his guard down and let her slip away from him. He didn’t want to say goodbye; not like this.

As she was holding her niece in a relieved embrace, Delta Dawn glanced over at the crying trolls and felt a sharp pang of sympathy. Setting Clampers back down on the ground, she pulled a banjo out of her hair and began strumming a somber tune.

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy

When skies are gray

You’ll never know dear

How much I love you

Why’d you take my sunshine away

…

Sunshine didn’t know how long she’d been falling. Long enough to scare her out of her wits, that’s all she knew. It could have just been a few minutes, but to her it felt like an eternity.

Especially when she seemed to stop before she hit the ground.

The blur of scenery whizzing past her came to an abrupt halt, the sight of mesh taking its place. Confused, Sunshine looked around and found herself caught in some sort of net, similar to the ones Branch set up around the village to catch predators.

If it was anything like Branch’s traps, she wasn’t making it out of there on her own. She decided against calling for help for fear of attracting any troll-eating wildlife. From where the net was suspended, she spotted an area not too far away that looked like a makeshift campsite; a tent, an unlit campfire with a pot hanging over it, and a bag filled with various supplies leaning up against the tent.

A voice began drifting closer to where she was, singing with a soft drawl.

Oh give me a home

Where the puffalo roam

And the bulls and the tumbleweeds play

A teenage Country troll appeared out of the brush, carrying a basket filled over halfway with berries he had been foraging for.

Where seldom is heard

A discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all d-

He gasped when he saw the troll trapped in his net. “Uh, a little help,” Sunny said, waving awkwardly.

“Oh my stars,” he said, rushing to free her, “I am so sorry! This was meant for catchin’ critters, not young’uns!”

He carefully lowered the net to the ground and let it fall open around Sunshine. Despite being free from the trap, she didn’t move right away. She remained still, back turned toward the other troll and kneeling on her hands and knees in despair.

“Are you okay, June bug,” he asked, keeping a comforting distance between them just in case she needed space.

Sunny wanted to kick herself. She wanted to scream at her own reflection about how stupid she was. But most of all, she wanted Poppy and Branch. She wanted them to hold her, sing to her, and tell her everything would be okay again.

“Thank you,” she said, picking herself up off the ground, “Thank you for saving me. But I need to get back to Lonesome Flats. The Pop queen is there, and I need to let her know I’m okay. Can you help me, please?”

When she turned back to face him, he didn’t appear to have been listening to what she just said. He was staring at her in astonishment, muttering phrases under his breath like “No way,” and “Is it really…?”

“Why are you looking at me like that,” she asked, suddenly embarrassed, “Do I have something in my teeth? In my hair? On my face?”

The Country troll removed his ball cap and held it close to his chest as he replied, “The spittin’ image.”

Sunshine looked back at him quizzically. Where had she heard that before? That’s right; Delta had said that she was the “spittin’ image” of--

She gasped, fighting back the urge to cry again. “Are you…Rascal?”

The other troll had no such inhibitions as he pulled her into a hug, letting his tears fall over her shoulder. “As sure as I’m your big brother,” Rascal replied in between sobs. “I knew I’d find you someday. I knew you were still out there somewhere.”

As happy as she was to finally find one of her blood relatives, Sunshine still couldn’t shake the guilt off of her mind. She had to get back to Branch and Poppy. She had to let them know she was okay and that she loved them and that she was sorry for everything she had put them through.

“How did you survive that storm anyway,” Rascal asked.

“I was saved by Queen Poppy,” she replied, her voice wavering on her caretaker’s name, “I probably wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for her and Branch.”

She caught sight of a pink dot floating overhead. Even before its more detailed features could be seen, she immediately recognized it as Poppy’s balloon. “That’s them up there,” she yelled, pointing at the dot as she ran after it, jumping up and down and frantically calling their names. Rascal followed her, both to help and to ensure his little sister’s safety.

“Branch, Poppy,” Sunny shouted, “It’s me! I’m okay!” Try as she might, she couldn’t get their attention. Even with Rascal doing the same, they were too far apart to see or hear each other.

She dropped to her knees in despair once more as the balloon disappeared from view. She wasn’t going to give up, but she had no idea what to do from here.

She snapped back to attention when she heard a loud rustling coming from the brush nearby. “What was that,” she gasped, watching the vegetation tremble.

“Stay back, lil sis,” Rascal said, shielding her from whatever was hiding in there. Pulling a sharpened stick out of his bag, he added, “You don’t know what kinda stuff the critters out here are capable of.”

Sunshine kept a tight grip on her brother’s arm, growing more and more scared as the rustling became more intense. Rascal remained poised to fight, keeping a brave demeanor she hoped would rub off on her eventually.

The rustling finally reached its peak as the creature waiting inside popped out. Sunshine flinched, retreating further behind her brother, but the creature did not attack. She slowly opened one of her tightly shut eyes to peek at the creature, just in case it was trying to catch them by surprise. She ended up being halfway right as the would-be beast remained still in front of them, letting out a soft and familiar “mew.”

“Mr. Dinkles?”

#dreamworks trolls #fanfiction #broppy kid #kinda #sorry for the angst

[jedusaur]

good things this week:

my BOY my GUY my MAN Joey Daccord had to step up and play two games for the Kraken this week and he did SO GOOD Y'ALL! it was unexpected on two levels, first that it would be him getting the callup instead of Driedger and second that he would actually get the start over Jones, and he made the absolute most of the opportunity—one of the postgame talking heads was a bit of an ass about the first one because he let in four, but Hakstol understood the circumstances (one extremely weird double bounce no goalie could have done anything about, two 6-on-5 situations our guys were not defending well) and sang his praises, and we won anyway. then the second one we lost in a shootout, but the only one he let in during regulation was a rebound off a killer initial save and then he went absolute beast mode in OT, just unbelievable. there's always gonna be a Mike Smith-shaped hole in my soul, but Daccord obviously idolized the guy when he was at Arizona State and plays so much like him that watching him really feels a little like coming home <3

really enjoyed this week's Ted Lasso ep, especially (spoiler warning) the part where Jamie sees Roy and Keeley leaving in two different directions and it's set up to make you think he's gonna go after Keeley to hit on her now that she's single again but instead HE GOES AFTER ROY to ineptly attempt empathy and hugs <333

listened to Debby Friday's debut album four times yesterday and three times so far today, I am so so so so into it

after some disappointing incidents with NHL pride nights, something cool happened with my local junior league team, the Thunderbirds—they didn't have an official pride night planned this season, so the fans just... made one happen themselves! the T-Birds have the only out gay player in the WHL, Luke Prokop, and EVERY SINGLE PLAYER used rainbow stick tape during warmups for this UNOFFICIAL pride night in support of their teammate, AND some of them kept the tape during the game. which, listen, I use Pride tape myself, but only on parts of the stick I don't have to handle the puck with, because real talk it is some crappy-ass tape, and any serious hockey player would know that just from touching it, so these guys were basically saying that supporting their teammate was more important to them than being good at hockey, and I just have a whole lot of feelings okay

Dallas has a goalie named Jake Oettinger whose nickname is Otter and he has lil cartoon otters painted on his goalie mask, which delighted both rocket bae and my mom (both big otter fans)

I started explaining what was going on during a Kraken game to Steph and she was like "I understood the goalie interference part" I'm so proud <3

I cut my hair and it feels very nice to not have all that shagginess on my neck

got two of the other Lammy-nominated anthologies from the library and they're both so impressive! (also both extremely different from each other and from Xenocultivars, doesn't really seem fair to compare us all tbh, but I guess that's just how it goes with awards)

rearranged my room to bring in a comfy chair and in the process found the fucking laptop I was 100% convinced must have gotten stuck in with rocket bae's stuff in storage because I had looked absolutely everywhere, including the place it actually was at least 3 times *eyeroll* but it has been found, hallelujah

made salted millionaire's shortbread and I'm gonna go bring some to a few local friends sometime this weekend, love sharing food with my people :)

#good things #life #hockey #joey daccord #mike smith #kraken #ted lasso #fandom #debby friday #t-birds #luke prokop #queer #jake oettinger #rocket bae #steph #speculatively queer #lambda literary awards #books #food

[jvstheworld]

My Ted Lasso Re-watch: S2E1 (part 1)

Goodbye Earl

The season starts with Nate and will end with Nate. Like the season before started and ended with Rebecca.

I love the commentators.

7 straight ties. They aren't losing so it's a plus.

Bird of the pitch and a greyhound near by. Never good.

Dani Rojas, you did not deserve that to happen to you, you beautiful, kind hearted man. Earl did not deserve his fate either, he was a good boy.

Seriously though, that's how you open the season? How could you?

The opening song has now been added to my frequently used playlist. Along with the Mumford and Sons song 'Hopeless Wanderer' because I watched the music video and I did not know it was something I needed on my life. God damn it Sudeikis and Forte.

Internet, Higgins. INTERNET!!! It's always there to make things worse.

Ted making a Star Wars reference to Keeley. Still haven't forgiven Jason for punching baby Grogu. And I won't, no matter how attractive and funny I find him.

Why does Rebecca panic at Ted's press conferences? He's got this one.

Ted giving Sam credit for his continued improvement. He wouldn't be doing that if he was back on defense, Rupert!

Trent, we all know who you are and who you work for. But it's fun saying it all the same. But the question, my guy, that's a harsh way to put it when it was very clearly an accident. I know you like to be edgy, but that's too much.

Ted's personal anecdotes, diffusing situations and awkward questions.i can relate to Ted's fear of dogs. I had a large dog jump up on me when I was a kid. And it was a pretty big dog too. I thought it was going to bite me, it probably wasn't (I hope). But for whatever reason it ran straight at me and jumped on me and scared me. And for years I was scared of dogs. Couldn't be near them. And then we got one. A few years after my mum died, we got a dog. Her name is Bella, she's a chocolate labrador. She is 13 years old now and I love her so much because she taught me not to be scared of dogs. So, yeah, I get what Ted is saying here. Bella helped me get to a better place and we gave her a loving home. I tear up thinking about what she has done for me, and I don't think I could bare thinking about a time when she won't be there.

How's Dani doing? Well, not good. Pretty shit, actually. The man is trying to spiritually cleanse himself. That's not a good sign.

Colin, honey, I know you're a himbo but come on! The hot water is not the important thing here. The man spiralling is.

Jokes aren't going to help you here, Ted. Nothing will. Except some professional help...

I'm with Sam on the long baths thing. Prefer them over showers any day. Also they help when my chronic illness decides to annoy me.

Jan Maas, our new Dutch player. Dude just says what's on his mind. He'll be alright.

Aww, Henry being Ted's biggest fan and wearing 7 ties for him.

#ted lasso #rebecca welton #dani rojas #sam obisanya #Colin Hughes being a himbo #trent crimm #keeley jones #ted lasso rewatch #tv show thoughts