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piggiebonez · 9 months
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they would have so much fun together
Z*ADRS DNI. get hit by a million trucks
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archvillain · 3 months
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constantly seeing hate-redesigns for hazbin hostel, citing the cringe factor for why they redesign them... as if that isn't the point? they are litcherally deviantart ocs. and it fucks hard
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red-dye40 · 1 year
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ANCILLARY AUXILIARY Chapter 11
(Johnny The Homicidal Maniac / I Feel Sick post-canon multi-chapter - IN PROGRESS)
A vast universal reset. No more head voices. No more homicidal maniacs or incessant extroverted best friends. It’s just Devi and her work against a world romanced by late-stage capitalism.
Devi wakes up in the driver’s seat of Johnny’s junky car with a jolt and a sharp dramatic inhale. The inside of the car is illuminated by dozens of aggressive flood lights from the gas station; it takes her a few seconds to stop squinting defensively. Just past the hood, she can now see Johnny paying at the cash register inside. She gives herself a little pat to the face, opens her eyes wide, tries to make it seem like she had never fallen asleep even for a second so as to not show any sign of vulnerability.
FULL CHAPTER ON AO3
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messinwitheddie · 18 days
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Squee "Nny!! It's been, like, 45 minutes! It's a tiny-ass mobile home! What are you still DOING in there?!"
Nny "Right now, I'm sitting on the ugliest crushed velvet couch I've ever seen while eating a big bowl of the best slow cooker chili I've ever had. I can't wait to learn this recipe in the future. On that note, I should invest in a slow cooker."
Squee "Come on, man! You haven't found ANY physical proof he's not the future you yet??"
Nny "I mean... Other than the alarming number of empty tequila bottles left all over the place."
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Squee "Ok, well, you never drink, so he's not you. Mystery solved. Let's ho home, please?"
Nny "Eh... I've started worse habits.
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Future me is supposedly dying. Maybe I just stop caring."
Squee "Jesus, Nny, really?"
Nny "He lied about having wife. I haven't found any kind of medical bills or ID or photos or anything-"
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Squee "Maybe he keeps his ID and important papers on him at all times, because, you know, cops are dicks."
Nny "Maybe, but-- The fuck--? Future me has a vintage dough boy salt shaker... And it's filled with baby teeth!"
Squee "What?"
Nny "Baby teeth, some shiny rocks and a Canadian dime?... I'm going to draw on it. See if I notice."
Squee "Don't draw on his shit, man."
Nny "Seriously, what's with the teeth?
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I found a JAR completely filled with gold-capped teeth in his bathroom cupboard. I found a 25 lb bag of powdered lime in his pantry-"
Squee "Oh God..."
Nny "Yup. Just like the one in my pantry--
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A chest filled with jewelry-- pirate booty shit."
Squee "That's kind of neat--"
Nny "And a BIRD WATCHING diary filled with nothing but terrible doodles of the local bird population. NO WORDS."
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(Excuse any and all spelling mistakes. I always overlook one or two.
Oh, the invasion of privacy. Poor Mr. Casarez. Don't shit on his hobby, Nny lol.
To me, one of the funniest things Nny does, at least according to Twitter what I recall, is break into peoples' homes and helps himself to their stuff before killing them (because it's all fiction!! To be clear. I wouldn't think it was funny if it happened to a real life neighbor or real life person in general.)
Also, now I really want chili, but it's almost well past 3 AM and I have no ingredients for good chili. My fridge is all condiments at the moment. Been a rough year...
Finally, Noise is born!! Sorry, @psycho-doughart for the slow crawl to his debut. Poor little guy doesn't have a voice yet.
Again, I really appreciate any reblogs, comments or tag-comments I've received from previous strips. Tugs my heart strings.]
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harrypotterfuryroad · 3 months
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you only said "no" to "are you a terf?" because you've bought into the "it's RADFEM" bullshit smh. you're not slick. literally half your posts are filtered for me because their original tags contained "radfems do interact", "radfems please interact", "radfems please touch" etc. Well, here are some excerpts from a former radfem's take on radical feminism in a trans person's inbox:
"Radfems are just TERFs who won’t say tr*nny, but the rhetoric is the same, and the ideology that backs it is the same.) and so women’s oppression is based on [a dyadic view] of biology. [...]
"TERFs also like to say that they don’t want trans people dead, and lots of them probably don’t, actively, want trans people dead. again, this doesn’t matter; they support and hide and protect the ones that do, and their rhetoric and the things they want to achieve do that whether they say they want it to or not, and they know this, but their allegiance to female-ness and sex-based oppression is simply more important. [...]
"I left TERF-ism because I’m black, really. I couldn’t stomach watching black trans women dying, and I didn’t really see how they were hurting feminism or infiltrating womanhood. All I could see was those women’s victimhood and I couldn’t be a part of that anymore–but even after I stopped associating with those people, stopped reblogging and liking their posts and stuff, I agreed with them, deep down.
"And it wasn’t until it was explained that way that I could easily sort through what was 'fascist’ and what was 'non-fascist’. I could use that to measure up my anti-racist activism… not fascist. LGBT/queer rights? Not fascist. Disability activism? Inherently leftist, actually. But TERF-ism? There was no way for men or trans women to ever be entitled to live and thrive in a TERF world, which made me realize that TERFs are inherently fascistic."
idk how aware of it you even are, but you are neck-deep in radfem ideology, and it's really not okay. i hope you eventually have the courage to see that and change.
filtering tags like that is for weenies
anyway yeah i remember that post, it was hot nonsense throughout, but you handpicked the worst parts
massive citation needed for that first point (but that would require you to define what a radfem is beyond "person i've decided i disagree with" which i know you can't so we'll just keep going)
"women's oppression is based on a dyadic view of biology" yes, unequivocally true, observing this doesn't make you any kind of bigot
i could just as easily turn this point around on you, we point out violent misogyny and homophobia constantly but we get #notallmen'd every time
"i left because i'm black" is really where the cracks start to show. "i couldn't stomach watching black trans women dying" at whose hands? and are they dying in such huge numbers that they're overwhelming other women dying? and are they getting harmed by things that maybe feminist activism is trying to address? can you even answer those questions in detail? the constant implication that feminists are responsible for the murder of trans women is a little tiresome, maybe look into what actually happened instead of using murder victims as props
"easily sort through what is fascist and what was nonfascist" when their working definition of fascism seems to be "things i'm told i don't like." crazy enough, men thriving is not a primary goal of feminism! if you can articulate why "all lives matter" is stupid and racist then this should also be easy for you to grasp (and if you can't articulate that, that's on you). why do racial minorities, sexual minorities, and people with disabilities warrant an activist movement but women don't?
but thanks for your concern, i'll change my ways immediately
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mint-mumbles · 1 year
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Inferno Ingroup Doodle Dump!
(Featuring a lot of Jeff)
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And introducing Ji-Woon Hak (AKA The Trickster) from Dead by Daylight!
…who’s unfortunately found himself in early 2000s America…
For more story information and art information, please see the read more section below
[Spoilers for the general concept and how these characters all meet if you’re interested, but it’s all towards the end and I tell when the lore begins]
First things first, I haven’t been posting a lot of pictures because I just got cleared three days ago from a concussion (that I got on March 23rd 🤦)
I have a some art I made during that time regarding these silly gremlins, so if you like these posts, don’t worry, there’s more to come! ^-^
I’ve been getting into the game Dead by Daylight for some time now and have been maining a single character for my killer gameplay: Ji-Woon Hak. This man is just a poor little meow meow 🥺 (they said sarcastically).
I’ll get more into the different characters here in a master post that I’ll make on my main blog where I’ll reblog these Inferno Ingroup posts. If I ever start to move my fandom art to there, I’ll pin a post saying so for a couple weeks/a month or two.
I’ve decided to give Beyond more square eyes rather than oval eyes as I want the characters faces to look different from each other (as Jeff already has tall oval eyes and Johnny has tall rectangular eyes). You can see this in the last Beyond picture and my newer works (although they won’t get posted until I’ve posted my concussion work here).
Alright, now time for some lore!
I finally know what I want to do with this story:
Beyond goes to Los Angeles to secure everything he needs for the LABB Murder Cases, including his career as an “unprivate” investigator. The year is currently 2001 and we follow Beyond through some of June in a series of scenes to establish his character.
One day, June 28th, he comes across a body that the LAPD are investigating and gets worried that the case will divert their attention to it instead of his killings. Beyond sees a man in the crowd who doesn’t have a lifespan or full last name above his head and follows him to a Taco Bell.
The man then slaughters everyone in said Taco Bell while Beyond stands outside through the window, watching in amazement. Johnny then grabs a Cherry Brainfreezy and leaves and Beyond follows him some more.
Nny talks to the Revered Meat (which Beyond can’t see so it looks like Johnny is just talking to himself) about how he wanted to stop killing people and hates how he blows up at the smallest things.
Beyond stalks Johnny to his house and rings the doorbell posing as an undercover policeman. Johnny freaks out and gets hostile which make Beyond reveal himself and his true intention gif meeting with Nny: he wants to team up with him so he can learn different ways to kill and torture someone (how sweet, I know 😌).
Beyond will only kill people whose time is up and Johnny can kill whoever he wants. Johnny agrees as long as Beyond promises not to use any guns. Beyond swears he won’t and the two agree to work together. Nny lets Beyond live at his house and later that night introduces Beyond to Squee (who Beyond refers to as Todd due to his shinigami eyes).
The two later go to a convenience store where they are unknowingly being watched themselves…
The next day goes by and that night, Johnny gets attacked by a 13 year old boy named Jeffery Woods who has a glasgow smile and no eyelids. The kid was trying to kill Johnny because he wouldn’t go to sleep (Nny is still an insomniac), but Beyond is more concerned about the carved smile of Jeff’s face. The two help Jeff (since he’s still a kid whose time isn’t up yet) and Beyond gives Jeff stitches so that his mouth won’t get infected.
Jeff asks if he could stay with the two 23 year olds because he has no place to go (because he killed his parents, which he stated were horrible) and they both understand him unlike anyone else he’s met (read: they’re all murderers). Nny and Beyond both agree to take in the kid.
Some slice of life stuff happens with the three before they get sucked into a black fog where they wake up near a campfire. It’s basically the Dead by Daylight campfire place and the Entity from the game brought them there. There are references to the game and the Entity needs to know if these three work better as survivors or killers. So, they get their killer forms: Beyond is “The Shinigami” (design pending), Johnny is “The Maniac” (his Nightmare form from the Invader Zim Halloween episode) and Jeff is called “The Killer” (and is… well… basically the same).
They take on the four main survivors, Dwight, Meg, Claudette, and Jake, in their own separate rounds before moving onto a survivor round. The Entity puts the three with a survivor named Yun-Jin Lee, who is familiar with the killer they’re going up against (and can also speak some fluent English due to it being a business language and her being a manager).
The Entity brings them to a new place for the hunt (I still need to think of what place would be best for the story since I haven’t fleshed it out yet), but Beyond spawns separately from the rest, who all spawned together. Yun-Jin explains how the rules work and how you just have to pretend you’re fixing a generator which will eventually magically work (although Yun-Jin herself actually knows what to do). Johnny asks her who they’re up against, and Yun-Jin stated that the Entity wanted her to help the new group because the killer they’re up against is the K-Pop artist she formerly managed, The Trickster (Ji-Woon Hak).
Beyond tries to look for Johnny and Jeff, but accidentally comes across Ji-Woon. Some hijinks happen, Beyond loops Ji-Woon, the two fight/flirt, Beyond gets put on a hook, Johnny nearly gets a panic attack thinking about how dirty and rusty that hook is, Jeff, Nny, and Yun-Jin complete all 5 generators to power the exists and all 4 survivors escape.
They go back at the lobby where the Entity pronounces the three newcomers “Killers” and Ji-Woon is very happy. (He and Yun-Jin are there.) However, the Shinigami King talks to the Entity in private and demands that it put Beyond and his friends back in his original dimension. The reason: the Shinigami in the Shinigami Realm are having a great time watching Beyond and company. The Entity begrudgingly agrees and gives Ji-Woon and Yun-Jin the opportunity to come along with Beyond, Johnny, and Jeff.
Yun-Jin takes it without hesitation and Ji-Woon goes just do that he can continue to be adored and talked about by everyone (and the routine of killing survivors was getting old).
They go back to the Jhonenverse (as I’m going to call it in these lore dumps) and Yun-Jin goes to the police with information about the killers. Naomi Misora, an FBI agent, is directed to help Yun-Jin and arrest the killers.
Meanwhile, Ji-Woon is upset that he’s in 2001 and not 2020 since the internet isn’t as prominent and, well, bigotry is easy to come by when you’re a pan South Korean man who dresses rather flamboyantly (but the rest of the Ingroup makes sure anyone who insults him is taken care of, after all, Johnny and Beyond have had similar words thrown their way).
So now we have the full Inferno Ingroup!
The plot afterwards is a mix of slice of life and story as after summer ends, Jeff goes to Skool where he meets Squee, Pepito, Dib, and Zim, Johnny slowly realizes he has feelings for Beyond, Beyond and Ji-Woon are in a relationship but are wondering if they’re better as friends with benefits (as Beyond also thinks he has feelings for Nny and Ji-Woon wants to travel more than Beyond does), and the supernatural forces that drive Nny to madness are still around, trying to mess with not only him, but also Beyond.
So, yeah, that’s what my story’s going to be about. Feel free to stick around if you’re interested!
Thanks for reading all… that… and I hope you have a great day! 😄
(Thanks to @squee333 for helping me out with this story idea! I can’t wait to hear your take on Beyond and Johnny ^-^)
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salted-strawberry · 1 year
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<!!> 18+ Only! I'm being serrious! <!!>
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Howdy!
I'm Molly, but you can call also call me M, Miss, Kitten/Kitty, Puppy, Mommy...
...Fucktoy, breeding bitch/cow, Goddess, Slut, cumrag... whoop, getting carried away here "^_^
I'm a transfemme genderqueerwith a lot of love in their heart and a LOT of cum in their girlcock/hen and girlballs, and I'm eager to share either and/or both!!
Still playing around with labels but I'm *preeetty* sure I'm a lesbian? The important part is I love women, I Especially Love trans women, and I REALLY Especially Love anyone still questioning/in the closet/just barely cracked eggs, it's tough out there but mama knows you'll make it through to the other side just fine <3
Men feel free to interract, just don't expect too much if you DM me or send an ask. CisHet men, on the other hand, if you're here in the first place then either something has gone wrong or maybe there might be a little more fruit in your smoothie than ya thought ;3
Speaking of DMs and asks: I'd prefer anon asks before messaging me directly bc my anxious ass likes being able to forget I'm talking to another living person 8) and filtering your message through the guise of everyone's good friend Shades McGrayCircle helps. That said, feel free to DM! I just might not respond too promptly. Also, please no personal pics/vids unless I know you
!! Content Warning !!: I can and will be reblogging and posting some heavier kink stuff, and not all of it will be tagged (but I will try!)
This may include, but is not limited to:
MD/LG and CG/L
CNC, DubCon, generally fuzzy-line consent stuff
Queer slurs I'm trying to reclaim (F**got, D*ke, Tr@nny, etc)
Drugs & Alchohol / intox
Weed
Probably a lot of weed
Enough weed to get 4 or 5 bullet points
Maaayyybe some piss stuff, likely only by proxy
Like holy shit girl calm down on the weed
The occasional dirty pic (reblog only: there's no way I'm posting my own bits any time soon)
Oh, yeah, and sexual content. Definitely lots of that.
And now, my kinks!
Hard kinks: pet names (especially "mommy" and "puppy"), praise, gentle domming, bratting, musk/smell, oral, tongues in general, breast/ass worship, lactation, height gaps
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!!Hard Limits!! (absolutely NO): scat, vomit, knife/blood/weaponplay, misgendering, detrans, actual incest (incest play is fine, as long as it's explicitly ONLY play), weight gain/loss, or anything not explicitly consensual
!Soft Limits!(negotiable, but I'd rather not): feet, ageplay, piss, heavy degradation/humiliation (being called a stupid useless cumrag or similar is fine, but nothing too mean or personal), threats, CBT, honestly most men ngl
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(#nya-ing in your ear so sweetly): my ramble/thoughtdump posts. predominantly, but not exclusively, NSFW
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(#smoked strawberry): stonerposting! anything having to do with weed, in all its wonderful forms
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That's all I've got for now! Thanks for reading this whole thing, darling ;3 stay safe, have fun, and remember that I kove you~! <3
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snappedsky · 2 years
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Fanatics 93
The kids graduate high school.
*Links to previous and next chapters in reblog*
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End of an Era
           It’s early evening, and the Skool is bristling with people.
           It’s not common for schools to be full of people after hours; it only happens for special occasions. And today is the most special occasion for any high schooler: graduation.
           Johnny’s car pulls up into the full parking lot. He steps out of the driver’s seat wearing nice black jeans and a t-shirt under a leather jacket. Out of the backseat exit Devi- in a pretty, purple dress-, Tenna- in a nice, two-piece suit-, and Cammie- wearing a simple black dress. And out of the passenger seat, Squee emerges wearing a black suit and tie.
           As they walk up to the Skool- Johnny pushing Cammie’s wheelchair-, Squee tugs with annoyance at his tie until Cammie smacks his hand with her cane.
           “Quit playing with it,” she orders.
           “But I hate it,” he whines, “it feels like it’s choking me.”
           “You need to look your best,” she points out, “it’s a very important day.”
           “How come Nny doesn’t have to wear a tie?” Squee asks.
           “I’m not the one graduating,” Johnny retorts.
           Before they enter the Skool, Squee hears someone call his name and turns to see Pepito approaching, his mom close behind. Pepito’s wearing a classy, black three-piece suit with a red shirt and his mom is wearing a very nice red dress.
           “Oh, look at you, so handsome,” Pepito remarks as he straightens Squee’s tie.
           “You’re not wearing a tie,” Squee observes.
           “Do I look like I need one? I look good.”
           They both chuckle and Pepito wraps his arm around Squee’s shoulders. “Come on, let’s catch up with the others.”
           Squee waves to Johnny and the others as they go on ahead into the Skool.
           The hallways are full of relatives of the graduates, waiting for the ceremony to start. Pepito and Squee slip through them and head straight toward the auditorium and into its backroom, where the rest of the students and two teachers are waiting.
           “There they are,” Dib says as Pepito and Squee walk in. He’s wearing a dark blue tuxedo.
           “It’s about time,” Zim grunts. He’s wearing his usual Irken uniform, but with an added pink bowtie.
           “Some of us aren’t a ten minute walk away from the Skool,” Pepito grunts.
           “Wow, Tak, you look really nice,” Squee comments.
           “I know,” she smiles. She’s wearing a full-length, dark purple dress with a long neck, along with shoulder length gloves.
           “Is Maddie here?” Pepito asks, looking around.
           “I haven’t seen her,” Dib replies.
           “Yeah, she wasn’t sure if she was going to come,” he explains, “she doesn’t like these kinds of things.”
           “And you guys are going to be doing a music tour?” Tak scoffs.
           “Well, it’s different when she’s singing.”
           Shocked gasps grab everyone’s attention, and they turn towards the door. A girl has entered looking incredibly pale- not just her skin but her hair and dress are also white. She seems very sick as she stumbles in, doubled over and moaning.
           “Darla!” one of the teachers, Mr. Stutters, gasps as he and Miss Sweeties rush over to her. “What happened? Are you unwell?”
           The girl is unable to answer, just moans.
           “Let’s get her to her parents,” Miss Sweeties and addresses the rest of the students. “All of you stay put.”
           They take the girl out of the room, leaving the students to stare after them with concern.
           “That was Darla,” one of the students says, “she didn’t look like that when she showed up.”
           “Yeah, her dress was pink,” another adds.
           “And her hair is blonde,” another says, “how’d it go white?”
           The Battalion share a worried look.
           Everyone waits tensely for the teachers to come back, keeping their voices low as they whisper amongst themselves. The elation of the night has been replaced by an unknown anxiety. But they all feel like, if the teachers just come back and they can begin the ceremony, then everything will be fine.
           Pepito’s leaning against the wall, watching the door from the corner of his eyes, when a chill runs up his spine. He looks up and notices a vent in the ceiling overhead, but the AC isn’t what made him shiver.
           He squints his eyes, trying to see into the darkness between the slats. He feels like something’s there, watching him.
           Long, pale white fingers suddenly slip through the cracks and Pepito flinches with fear.
           He dives forward as the vent grate is thrown down from the ceiling. Everyone looks back at the commotion and watch in horror as a creature lowers itself to the floor.
           It nearly looks human but is just too off. It’s long and rangy with snow white skin that stretches tightly over all of its bones. It’s naked and androgynous with stringy white hair. Its nose is just two thin holes, a couple of rotting fangs hang out of its lipless mouth, and its eyes are just two black dents.
           The kids all stare, stupefied at the creature while it sways before them, seemingly examining them as a wheezing noise escaping its nose holes. Then with a sickening crick, its neck snaps to look at one side of the group. With sudden speed, it rushes towards them, and everyone screams.
           Before it can get close, Zim’s spider legs lunge out and slam into the creature, pressing it against the wall.
           “Everyone, out!” he orders. They all listen immediately and rush out the door.
           The creature scratches and thrashes but is unable to loosen itself from Zim’s grip. It screeches bitterly- a terrible noise that could shatter glass and rakes against Zim’s antennae beneath his wig. He squeezes the side of his head and his PAK appendages go limp, freeing the creature.
           It rushes him and he is unable to react. But before it can attack, Pepito and Squee come around and kick it back. It rolls across the floor and before it can recover, Tak blasts it with her laser arm, reducing it to dust.
           “What the hell was that thing?” Pepito asks.
           “It’s a gorgon,” Dib replies.
           “Gorgon? Like the Greek mythological monster?” Squee questions.
           “Not exactly. They’re monsters that feed off people’s beauty,” he explains, “that’s what happened to Darla. It absorbs everything beautiful off of them, even the colour of their clothes, leaving them a mere husk. It’s not permanent, fortunately, but still not great.”
           “What does it define as beautiful?” Pepito asks.
           “It doesn’t. It goes after those who think themselves as beautiful. Some think the monsters are actually attracted to confidence. They often snack on models or actors. Events like this where everyone is dressed up and looking their best is a buffet for them.”                  
           “A buffet, huh?” Squee muses, “you know, just one person doesn’t attend a buffet.”
           Just as that thought begins to settle in, their attention is grabbed by screaming from the hallway. They look out the door to see the other students scattering as more gorgons emerge from the vents in the ceiling and walls.
           “Oh, shit,” Pepito gasps.
           Three of the creatures screech and lunge at them. The Battalion narrowly dodge and scramble off in different directions.
           Miss Sweeties and Mr. Stutters walk into the room from the auditorium’s door. “The ceremony is about to being,” Miss Sweeties says, “is everyone rea-where is everyone!”
           The two teachers stare with astonishment at the completely empty room.
           The hallways are empty with everyone now sitting in the auditorium, waiting for the graduation ceremony to begin. So nobody is around to see all of the students in a mad, panicked scramble as the gorgons race after them like crazed zombies.
           Squee ducks into a dark classroom, locking the door behind him. He looks up to find that he’s not alone; his classmate, Jessica, had the same idea.
           “What do we do?” she asks frantically.
           “We?” Squee scoffs, “those things won’t be interested in me. I could probably walk out right now and they won’t pay me any mind.”
           “So why don’t you?” she challenges.
           He looks nervously at the door before walking away. “I’ll go through the window.”
           “You’re just going to leave me?” Jessica snaps, “aren’t you and your weirdo friends supposed to be all about helping people or something?”
           “Dib is maybe. As long as I get out alive, that’s all I care about,” Squee replies as he climbs up onto a shelf and opens up a window. “And by the way, if you want someone to help you, you shouldn’t call them weirdos.”
           “Hey, wait!” she barks as he climbs out the window. “I can’t climb up there in this dress! You know how expensive this was? Get back here!”
           He ignores her as he lands on the grass and starts to walk away. Then he hears a crash and Jessica scream. He stands still, frozen with conflict, before groaning and turning back.
           A gorgon has smashed through the classroom door and has Jessica pinned to the floor, its long, sharp fingers wrapped around her torso and arms like a stick. She mewls fearfully beneath it as it leans close, its hot breath on her face.
           Squee flies in, kicking it off of her. It slams into a nearby wall before steadying itself and roaring at him. Squee grabs a yardstick from the teacher’s desk and wields it.
           The gorgon charges. Squee sidesteps it and smashes the yardstick over its head, breaking it in half. The gorgon stumbles to a stop, dazed, before Squee stabs the broken half of the stick through its neck. Dark red blood oozes out of the wound as the creature gurgles and falls dead.
           Squee pants, carefully eyeing the beast before turning to Jessica. “Are you alright?”
           She stares at him, stunned. “You…came back…”
           He looks away awkwardly. “Yeah, well…Dib and Pepito would probably be mad if I left you to die.”
           Jessica starts to stand but winces in pain. Her left bicep was sliced by the gorgon’s claws.
           Squee quickly unties his tie and crouches beside her. “Here, I’ll bind it to stop the bleeding.”
           “Thanks…” Jessica mutters.
           Squee wraps the tie around her wound, tying it tight. Then they stand up.
           “What do we do?” she asks.
           “I don’t know,” he replies, “there’s way too many of them and I don’t even have my weapons. Granny Cammie wouldn’t let me or Nny bring our knives.”
           He grabs his cellphone from his pocket and sends a message in the Battalion group chat.
           Squee: Stuck with Jessica. You all okay?
           Dib: In the boiler room with Zim and some others. Come to me if you can, we’ll plan something.
           Gaz: what the hell is going on
           Dib: Just stay in the auditorium Gaz.
           Squee pockets his phone and picks up the other broken piece of the yardstick. “Okay, we gotta move. It seems quiet now. Stay close to me; the stench of my low self-esteem should mask your confidence.”
           “Is that supposed to be a self-burn?” Jessica asks.
           “It’s not a burn if it’s true,” he replies and they leave the classroom.
           They move cautiously down the hall. Jessica sticks close to Squee’s back, looking around nervously while Squee stares ahead, his ears straining for the slightest sound. All seems quiet at first until they hear a screech.
           “It’s one of them!” Jessica gasps.
           “Come on!” Squee orders and they hurry down the hall. They start to near a right turn when an injured gorgon tumbles out in front of them. It roars defiantly at someone before its head is blasted by black energy.
           “Pepito! Tak!” Squee gasps as the two of them come around the corner, followed by a cluster of terrified students.
           “Oh, hey,” Pepito smiles.
           “We’re just heading to the boiler room,” Squee explains, “Zim and Dib are there.”
           “Yeah, we saw your messages,” Tak replies and motions to the group behind her. “We’re heading there too.”
           “Come on. Everyone hurry and stay together,” Pepito orders.
           The group hurries quickly through the quiet hall to the boiler room. Fortunately they don’t run into anymore monsters, but they can hear them skittering in the vents.
           Pepito knocks on the boiler room door and it opens for them. Everyone scurries into the dimly lit room before the door closes behind them.            
           The rest of the students are cowering in the middle of the floor while Zim and Dib stand guard at the door. Tak, Pepito, and Squee stay with them while the other students all gather together.
           “Is this everyone?” Tak asks, motioning to the group.        
           “I think so,” Dib nods.
           “What do we do?” Pepito asks, “there’s still so many of those monsters hiding in the vents.”
           “They might attack all the innocent people in the auditorium,” Dib adds, “or they’ll come straight for us.”
           “Do we have any way of destroying them all at once?” Zim asks.
           “I’ve got this,” Tak replies as she reaches into her PAK. She pulls out a bowling ball shaped object with metal prongs sticking out of it and a switch. “It’s a bomb I’ve been working on.”
           “I wish I had my bombs,” Squee sighs wistfully.
           “But where are we gonna set it off?” Pepito asks, “we can’t destroy the Skool. I mean, we can. We shouldn’t.”
           “And how are we gonna get all the gorgons together to destroy them at once?” Dib adds.
           Everyone thinks about it for a second before Squee says, “wait, I got an idea.”
           He turns to face the rest of the students and asks, “who here is still feeling beautiful?”
           They all look at each other curiously before a few start raising their hands.
           “I still look good,” Jessica replies, “good thing your tie matches my dress.”
           “Me too,” Pepito agrees, “I look fine as hell.”
           “Good,” Squee nods, “you can all be the bait.”
           Pepito grins eagerly while the other students shrink away.
           “But where are we gonna use the explosive?” Tak asks.
           “Do you guys remember that secret door in the back field?” Squee asks, “the one that leads to the underground classrooms?”
           Tak looks quizzical but Zim, Dib, and Pepito smile with excitement.
           Zim cracks open the door and takes a quick peek into the empty halls. “Okay, we’re good. Let’s move.”
           Zim holds open the door. Squee and Dib take the lead, followed by all of the students, with Pepito and Tak in the rear, and Zim after them. They all hurry through the Skool to the backdoor. In the walls and ceiling, they can hear the gorgons scuttling about.
           “Keep moving,” Pepito orders as he glances back and sees a couple monsters emerging from the vents.
           They safely make it through the backdoor and onto the football field. The sky has long darkened now; their only illumination is coming from the hallway lights and the half-moon.
           The rest of the group stops and watches the Skool with trepidation while Squee goes into the middle of the field.
           “It must be around here,” he muses as he stomps around in the grass. He stops when he hears a hollow tinging and crouches down to dig. Beneath a thin layer of dirt he finds metal. “It’s here!”
           Everyone hurries over. Zim’s spider legs extend from his PAK and dig into the ground until they pierce a metal door and pry them open.
           “What a callback,” Pepito remarks as he looks into the deep, dark pit. Over three years ago, Dib, Pepito, and Squee with a handful of other kids just barely escaped the underground classrooms through this very hole- the Battalion’s very first adventure.
           “How long can you hold them open?” Squee asks Zim.
           “As long as necessary,” he grunts with exertion.
           “Okay, everyone gather around the door. Careful you don’t fall in,” he orders, “everyone feeling pretty, stay at the front near the Skool.”
           The students all gather around the large hole. All of the more confident students face the Skool with Pepito in front. Already a couple of gorgons have begun to emerge from the building.
           “Hold them back, Pepito,” Squee demands, “but don’t kill any of them. We need them all out here.”
           Pepito creates a force field in front of them that the stray gorgons claw against. More and more start exiting the Skool and charge in, crazed and voracious.
           A couple students whimper and cry fearfully as the beasts claw against the shield.
           “Nobody move,” Dib orders, “stick together.”
           “Come on!” Pepito shouts antagonizingly, “who wants a great, big, beautiful feast? Come get it!”
           He digs his feet into the ground as more and more gorgons slam against his force field. Squee peeks around the crowd and doesn’t see any more coming out of the Skool.
           “Okay, now, Pepito!” he orders.
           He blasts the shield, not enough to harm the gorgons, just enough to knock them back. They scramble back onto their feet and charge.
           “Everyone, move!” Squee barks.
           The students all dive out of the way. The gorgons aren’t fast enough to react and they all tumble into the giant hole in front of them. One manages to save itself, digging its fingers into the grass and hanging over the edge. Pepito kicks it in the face, knocking it down.
           “Tak, Zim, now!” Squee orders.
           Tak activates the bomb and drops it after the shrieking beasts. Zim releases his spider legs and the door slams shut right after.
           Everything is tensely quiet for a second. Then the ground trembles with a loud explosion.
           “We did it!” Zim cheers.
           The Battalion whoops victoriously, hugging and coddling each other.
           “Did that really do it?” one of the students asks.
           “Yeah, what if they survived?” another asks.
           “Don’t worry, we’re safe,” Squee replies, “I can tell.”
           The other students argue with uncertainty. Jessica remains quiet, rubbing the tie around her injured arm.
           “Everyone, calm down,” she snaps, “they just saved us, alright? Now don’t we have a graduation to go to?”
           The other students look at her with surprise before muttering with agreement. Jessica glances at Squee and he smiles gratefully.
           In the auditorium, all of the guests and teachers are completely unaware of the danger that just occurred. They’re all just waiting impatiently for the ceremony to begin.
           At the end of one of the rows, Johnny, Devi, and Tenna are sitting next to Cammie in her wheelchair. Devi glances at the time with annoyance. “It was supposed to begin half an hour ago. What’s going on?”
           Gaz is seated elsewhere with her dad, who seems unperturbed by the delay. Gaz on the other hand, is irritated as she glares at her phone and sends multiple unread messages in the Battalion group chat. “What the hell are they doing?”
           On stage behind the closed curtain, Miss Sweeties, Mr. Stutters, and a couple other teachers are arguing about what to do.
           “How do thirty students just disappear all at once?” a teacher snaps.
           “I-I don’t know,” Mr. Stutters replies, “they’re just gone.”
           “Go look for them,” another demands, “we have to find them.”            “Shouldn’t we tell the parents?” Miss Sweeties asks.
           “Not until we know it’s an emergency. For all we know, this was just an elaborate prank.”
           Miss Sweeties and Mr. Stutters sigh and go into the backroom, gasping with surprise when they see all of the students are back and waiting.
           “We doing this or what?” Tak asks.
           The teachers stare at them, stunned.
           A few minutes later, the stage curtain rises and the audience in the auditorium perks up. Miss Sweeties stands at the podium at the front of the stage and speaks into the microphone.
           “My apologies for the delay,” she says, “we had some…technical difficulties. But now, without further ado, the grad class of 20XX.”
           One by one, she presents each student as they step onto the stage to take a seat in the rows of chairs behind her. In the backroom, everyone waits for their turn.
           Pepito unbuttons the collar of Squee’s shirt and straightens it as he fidgets nervously. “I hate this. I’m gonna have to go out there in front of all those people. Maddie had the right idea. I shouldn’t have come.”
           “Oh, it won’t be so bad,” Pepito replies as he finishes. “There. You’re so beautiful.”
           Squee scoffs with amusement then looks over with surprise as Jessica hands him a flask.
           “Here, take a swig,” she says, “for your nerves.”
           He takes it with uncertainty. “What is it?”
           “Vodka and orange juice,” she replies, “don’t make a big deal about it but I get stage fright too.”
           Squee cracks a grin before opening the flask. He takes a quick swig and cringes with disgust. “Ugh. I hate orange juice.”
           Soon all of the students are called onto the stage. Johnny, Devi, Tenna, and Cammie strain to see Squee sitting between Zim and Pepito.
           “Where’s his tie?” Cammie asks.
           Johnny snickers and waves his fingers at Devi. “Told ya he’d take it off before the end of the night.”
           “Even before the ceremony,” she sighs and hands him ten dollars. “I thought he’d tough it out.”
           “Squee never does anything he doesn’t want to do.”
           “And now,” Miss Sweeties says into the mic. “The class valedictorians, Dib Membrane and Kat Irk.”
           “That’s the last name you went with?” Dib whispers with derision as they stand up.
           “Shut up,” she hisses back.
           They both stand at the podium and Dib lays down the speech they wrote in front of them.
           “Thank you for coming, everyone,” Dib says.
           “We are-.” They start to speak at the same time then stop and whisper furiously to each other.
           “I’m supposed to read that,” Dib hisses.
           “It says my name right there,” Tak retorts.
           Behind them, Zim rolls his eyes while Squee chuckles with amusement.
           “I hope this is on video,” Pepito remarks.
           “We are both honoured to be speaking here today,” Tak says.
           “If there’s one thing we can take away from high school, it’s that life is hard,” Dib continues, “I’m sure our teachers would want us to say something about our lessons and the things we learned, but that is what I learned. Life is hard.”
           “It’s an unforgiving competition with yourself and everything around you,” Tak adds, “and like with all competition, sometimes you have to compromise and settle for a tie or even a loss. But other times, you can’t and you shouldn’t.”
           “Never stop striving for what you want, always keep working for your goals, and in the end you’ll receive your victory.”
           “Cause if there’s one thing we’ve learned it’s that life can fight hard, but we can fight harder.”
           The audience claps as Dib and Tak step away from the podium and bow.
           “Not bad,” Zim grunts as they sit back down. “I could’ve done better.”
           “Shouting into the mic isn’t a better speech, Zim,” Pepito says and the others laugh.
           The ceremony soon draws to a close and the curtain falls, blocking the stage. The audience leaves and heads out to the parking lot. The students follow shortly and everyone begins making their way home.
           The Battalion are much slower to leave. They sit on the front steps of the Skool, watching as everyone drives away.
           “Hey,” Gaz says as she sits with them. “What the hell happened?”
           “It’s been one helluva night,” Pepito replies.
           “Seems fitting for our graduation,” Tak remarks and the others nod agreeably.
           “I guess this is the last time we’ll all be here at the Skool,” Dib says, “who knows what will happen next.”        
           “The end of a chapter,” Squee muses.
           They all look up at the few stars they can see over the city.
           “I feel like…things are gonna get messy,” he says, “Olivia’s planning something. Plus there’s the Nightmare, always lurking in the shadows. And I doubt we’ve seen the last of the Tallest.”
           “You just gonna list off all of our enemies,” Gaz grunts.
           “Whatever happens, we can handle it,” Zim says. He throws off his bowtie and stands up to face his team. His grin is infectious as is his confidence. “Like Dib and Tak said, we can fight harder.”
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How’s it feel to smear people with illegitimate examples of me being „transphobic“ when I’m really here trying to spread kind posts made for those who’ve struggled with the detrans experience?
Listen, I don’t care about who you were trying to support when you said what you said. My problem is referring to being trans as a cult, liking posts that say it is, and then refer to someone trans as a tr*nny.
Screenshots of you doing those things aren’t illegitimate. And no matter who you are trying to defend or support, what you did is absolutely not justifiable.
What I reblogged that includes said screenshots of calling it a cult and in the notes you can find evidence of them using a slur.
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youve reblogged things that include trans slurs, and a post that claims trans people are trying to erase lgb people, which is not true and also ignores the fact that there are lgb trans people. you also claim that calling you transphobic is violence against you, which seems to point to the fact that you hate trans people but don't want to be called out on it. same with being called sex-worker exclusionary.
anyway, im trying to understand why there is so much hate for trans people and sex workers when otherwise i would agree with most of your ideas. i would like to understand where your viewpoint comes from, and why you're so resistant to being called trans exclusionary when you specifically exclude trans people from your activism
Lmao, going to have to be more specific than ‘you’ve done this’, especially with the slurs because I generally avoid reposting anything with tr*nny in it because I don't agree with using that. It is a slur which shouldn’t be used against people.
And it's not untrue that trans people are trying to erase the LGB community. Like, I have a whole side blog where I collect receipts and my longest post is about homophobic rhetoric which is spread in the name of defending/supporting trans people. Also, if the best reason you can give for me hating trans people is that I hate that they’re erasing the LGB community, something you simply don’t believe is happening despite masses of evidence that it is, then that’s pretty pathetic.
And that line in my bio is a joke so congrats on completely missing the point on that one. And that’s not really evidence that I hate anyone anyway.
Try harder.
And if you would ‘otherwise agree with me except on trans people and sex work’ then you don’t really understand my views, do you? Much of my views on feminism revolve around understanding that oppression is sex based something that is effectively incompatible with trans activism. (I say effectively simply because it is not technically incompatible if you separate the ideas of sex and gender and treat them as two different things however most of trans activism does not see the relevance of sex and actively fights to recognise gender based oppression while dismissing the idea that oppression might be sex based at all and suggesting that it might exist, even in tandem with gender based oppression, will get you called a TERF.) Meanwhile my views on ‘sex work’ come from actually listening to ‘sex workers’ and not the privileged ones who run an OF and make thousands a month but the more average ones who are street walking and getting pimped out and who are abused with no other options.
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Hi! 👋🏻 I’m @that-one-gay-hufflepuff
My side blog with things that stick out to me is @cool-shit-20079
Things I like:
HAZBIN HOTEL I NEEEED SEASON 2 (and Helluva Boss)
Star Trek (so far I’ve seen og. series and the movies for those, tng, and I’m starting ds9)
Star Wars (love it but haven’t watched in a while, seen all (and I mean all) up to when Asohka came out minus the 2ds and kids shows)
STARKID (AVPM, Hachetfield Universe but haven’t seen nightmare time, currently obsessed with NPMD)
Ride the Cyclone
Some Will Wood Music (I/Me/Myself, Memento Mori, and 2econd 2ight 2eer)
Many musicals including Heathers (movie and musical), Rocky Horror (Picture) Show, Reefer Madness, Avenue Q
Harry Potter (duh) but I dont support JKR or buying anything that profits or benefits her
Riordan-verse but mostly MCGA (Alex✨)
Super-Powereds Series by Drew Hayes (plus Corpies)
GOOD OMENS (book and tv show)
Heartstoppers (graphic novels and tv show)
Stranger Things
The Martian by Andy Weir
The Uninvited (small band)
DND/TTRPG/Worldbuilding
THE ALPHABET MAFIA
Plants :)
Cool Random Facts
Shitposting
Art (especially queer art)
Skulls :))))
Shortened version of things ab me:
Im neurodivergent
Bc of that I may be weird in response to social interaction
I use they/he and fall under many lgbt categories
Using tw/cw is very important to me, feel free to tell me if I forgot
No politics unless people must be warned
I may share my art, writing, or dnd stuff :)
Things ab me:
I’m nuerospicy (neurodivergent) and I have been diagnosed w/ adhd, social anxiety, persistent depressive disorder, and sensory processing disorder. I’m waiting to get a referral for an autism screening (is that the right word?) and currently am balancing meds. Edit: I HAVE THE TISM✨
Bc of social awkwardness I may be weird if I get called out/talked to but still feel free to comment bc it makes my day :D
I use they/he pronouns, Im panromantic bisexual and polyamorous but may be questioning toward sapphic, also still questioning my gender but am probably at least trans (somewhere under the trans masc/nb umbrella) demiboy (partially but not totally male-aligned/adjancent) and somewhere on the queer spectrum. I also have a lovely gf (she/her), and a platonic bf (he/him) :). No real segway but we are t4t4t :3. (fyi our relationship is closed rn so plz dont)
I try to put tw/cw on things but if I dont feel free to reblog with the correct tag (general tw for my blog: cursing, possible slurs but only if I fall under them, ex. f*g, f*ggot, tr*nny, qu*er, d*ke, etc.)
I try to not involve politics on my blog at any cost unless people are in immediate and severe danger and must be warned so please tag things 🙏
I’m also into writing, art, and dnd so I may share :)
Ships :))))))):
Hazbin/Helluva- favorite-huskerdust/angelhusk, not really a ship but aroace/demiace alastor hc, Octavia x Luna, kind of qpr radioapple? Idk-
Star Trek- favorite-daforge, garashir, quodo
HP-(forget the name but serious x remus)
Riordanverse- favorite-blitzstone
rtc-nicha, multiple versions of richie x jane/penny including mtf Savannah hdcs
INEFFABLE HUSBANDS/WIVES/PARTNERS NEED I SAY MORE
DNI:
misogynists
TERFs
homophobes
transphobes
racists
ableist
pro-lifers
NSFW
etc.
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leejungchans · 1 year
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I posted 2,553 times in 2022
That's 1,077 more posts than 2021!
1,305 posts created (51%)
1,248 posts reblogged (49%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@shuatonin
@leejungchans
@joshuas
@husbandhannie
@woozi
I tagged 2,538 of my posts in 2022
Only 1% of my posts had no tags
#sol answers - 745 posts
#moots &lt;3 - 521 posts
#seventeen right here 💎 - 499 posts
#anon bby - 311 posts
#aria 🦌💕 - 260 posts
#lee chan bonk 🔨 - 246 posts
#sol rbs - 151 posts
#sol.txt - 151 posts
#stfu.sol - 145 posts
#boyfie 🦦 - 136 posts
Longest Tag: 123 characters
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
scored! : l.c
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word count | 12.4k (SORRY idk why i do this to myself either)
pairing | lee chan (svt) x female reader
warning(s) / includes | swearing, mentions of drinking and alcohol, food mentions (lmk if i missed anything!!)
genre | fluff, humour, university au, enemies-to-lovers au
notes | uh i don’t really know how game season works bc it’s not really a thing in unis here (?) so ;-; please forgive me for any (inevitable) inaccuracies hghhghe also this is my first time making a moving banner so shhh just ignore how bad it is gwhsha
summary: lee chan should really stop winning so many games for your university, because as the resident writer for the sports column of the student newsletter, you’re starting to get really sick of having to cross paths with him all the time.
a/n: happy birthday to my boyfriend (/j) chan who’s also a loser (affectionate ig) bc he never pays rent for living in my head 🙄💗 also just thought everyone should see this clip that kinda inspired this whole fic okay bye—
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#4
trial and error : k.mg
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word count | 2.9k
pairing | kim mingyu (svt) x female reader
warning(s) / includes | food mentions (lmk if i missed anything!!)
genre | fluff, humour (a lil), barista au
summary: three times mingyu tries to ask you out and fails and the one time he actually succeeds… though not without some help.
a/n: can’t have a valentine’s day/season without a present to my very seggsy wifey @seungcy 💗 heyyy babe happy very belated valentine’s day 😻 i hope you like this very little something i wrote about the man you always cheat on me with /j luv u hottie muah muah :hehecat:
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#3
seventeen as streamer boyfriends
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༉‧₊˚✧ for my 1k event !
requested by anon : is streamer au on the table for the 1k event :0 if it is then can i request hcs of svt as ur streamer bf :3 if not then u can just ignore this / change it up , no worries !! thenkuu n congrats on the 1k :D
a/n: thank you so much for the well wishes and for requesting 💗 i hope you like this and i had a lot of fun writing this!!
word count | 1.6k
pairing | seventeen x gn!reader
genre | fluff, streamer au
note | i’m not a gamer by any means so there’s a lot of gaming terminology/games that idk, so most of the games mentioned here i looked up online 💔 also tyty to my lovely nny @joshuas @seungcy for helping me w some of these &lt;3
warning(s) / includes | mild swearing, food mentions
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#2
seventeen as new parents
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༉‧₊˚✧ for my 1k event !
requested by @joshuas : i would also like to request hehe for a small parent au headcanon (maybe like when they first become parents </3) with svt </3
a/n: hihi shuawife <333 thank you for the req and i hope you’ll like this hehe 💓 requests open until june 1, see this post for more details/guidelines if interested <3
word count | 2k
pairing | seventeen x afab!reader
genre | fluff, parents au
warning(s) / includes | food mentions (please lmk if i missed anything!)
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My #1 post of 2022
seventeen’s reaction to the camera panning to them when their idol!s/o is on stage
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༉‧₊˚✧ for my 1k event !
requested by anon : may i req svt reactions w/ idol s/o? you can decide on the scenario but cld i also add a detail that their relationship is public? thank you and congratulations once again!!!
a/n: hehe ty to the other anon who gave me the idea for the scenario <33 our braincells really clicked 🤝 i hope you both like this!!
word count | 1k
pairing | seventeen x gn!reader
genre | fluff, idol au
warning(s) / includes | none (please lmk if i missed anything!)
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slohovercroft · 2 years
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messinwitheddie · 1 year
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(Trigger warning: mentions child abuse, drug abuse, homelessness and unemployment.)
Nny "I'm sorry. I didn't know. Why didn't you say anything?"
Squee "Because why should I have to explain common courtesy to a grown man?!!"
Nny "No, I meant about your dad?"
Squee "You knew how punchy he's been since mo. Oded! You KNEW!!"
Nny "I'll cutt off his hands. Problem solved."
Squee "NO!! If you injure him he'll just be home all the time! I don't want you to hurt him or kill him! He's my dad! As long as I make it seem like I don't exist when he's around he leaves me alone so just STOP screwing that up for me, OK?!!"
Nny "But... Squee, you shouldn't have to--"
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Squee "Where do you get the time and energy to do all these horrible things to so many people!?!"
Nny "I-"
Squee "You must sleep great during the day!"
Nny "No... I don't sleep during the day either."
Squee "So you have that much time on your hands! Get a life!! Get a JOB!!"
Nny "I'm sick of you and Pep throwing that in my face! It's NOT that easy! I have NO ID and NO legit work history and NO legally registered address!! Who is going to hire me?!!"
Squee "Okay, that's fair!"
Nny "It's a vicious cycle!"
Squee "Then take a night class or something! I would tell you to adopt a pet or get a girlfriend but you would just-- hurt them! You're NEVER really happy unless you're making someone else suffer! It's pathetic!"
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Nny "That's not true."
Squee "YES IT IS!!!"
Nny "Why are you attacking me?"
Squee "BECAUSE I'M FRUSTRATED!!!"
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Squee "You like to watch me suffer! Makes sense! Everyone else does!!"
Nny "You're the one person I know I NEVER want to see suffer."
Squee "Did you convert your living room closet into an iron maiden? Is that why the screams are even louder tonight?!"
Nny "Um...yer...no...?"
Squee "There's blood pooling from under the door, Nny!! I can see it!!"
Nny "I was installing a shelf and the project got away from me."
Squee "Just be a man and admit I'm right!"
Nny "Squee, you need to calm down and go back to bed. I can't handle this."
-door slams shut-
Squee -kicking the door- "NICE TALK, MOM!! Get help you sick bastard! Don't just screw with the doctors! WORK ON YOURSELF!!"
*series of thuds*
*incoherent mumbling*
*boots clopping*
Nny "Leave me alone!!"
Squee Leave ME alone!!"
Nny "I wasn't talking to you!!"
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Part 2 of Z? Night 7
Thank you if you enjoyed and or reblogged these very self indulgent break room sketches. Hopefully this last bit didn't ruin it for everyone.
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joh-nny-c · 2 years
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Thank you to everyone who's stuck with me for all these years! Especially all of you who've followed my fic for 2 years of erraric hiatuses.
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epicene-humanoid · 3 years
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some trans Jeff thoughts:
he realized he was trans in elementary school and just went fuck it I'll just start introducing myself as Jeffery and see if anyone decides to stop me (as we know, jeff winger can get away with almost anything)
he got top surgery the second he could afford it (around the same time he started at his law firm), and probably bribed someone to keep it a secret
"I'm jeff winger and i would rather look at myself naked than the women I sleep with" are the words of a man proud of his transition
he's really insecure about his fashion sense, which is why he mostly dresses like the douchey guys at his firm in the start of the show, he thought you can't go wrong with the sleazy lawyer look
he will never admit it but he feels super good about the dean hitting on him, because the dean is a (cis) guy, acknowledging that Jeff is more manly than him
i think he starts out stealth and comes out to everyone one by one, probably starting with abed because he knows abed won't judge him and will probably just see it as an interesting backstory.
abed just says it's cool and maybe worth a prequel exploring Jeff's transition, and jeff asks him to predict how all of the members of the group will react to him coming out.
abed's predictions:
britta will be over-the-top supportive and do a ton of research about trans history, probably put together a slideshow just to prove how progressive she is, and jeff will be a little bit weirded out, but also touched that she did all that for him, though he would never let her know that
shirley will be confused, because she doesn't know how someone she trusts and knows so well could be part of a group she was raised to hate, but ultimately realizes that there's nothing actually against the lgbtq people in the bible, and, as a cool character development arch, starts to advocate against use of the bible to justify bigotry
troy will just think it over and decide that Jeff's physique and coolness are even awesomer knowing how much work he'd had to put in to be like that, and respects Jeff's manliness even more
annie will give him a hug, say something sweet about how she'll always love him, and worry about his health, because even she read somewhere that taking testosterone makes you more likely to have a heart attack, jeff will explain that the risk is still only as high a cis guy, and she'll be the one to always remind him to take his shots
peirce will say at best say "jeff winger used to be a chick?" and at worst call him a slur, either way there's sure to be a lot of misgendering from him, and pestering to know Jeff's deadname (needless to say, Jeff just doesn't tell peirce)
the whole group goes out of their way to keep their beach trips a secret from pierce (the girls don't want him there anyways, he's too liable to be creepy) even though jeff knows that even if pierce saw his scars, all he would have to do is make up a story about some childhood accident and pierce would never question it
sorry this ended up being super long. can I hear some of your headcanons for him?
YES ALL THIS!!! yes yes i’m fully accepting this as canon oh my god
i’m about to type a whole ass ESSAY at midnight because i have been DYING to talk about this for months ajfdksljk,,, this is going to be obscenely long and i might end up adding even more to it as i continue to rewatch the show because there is truly no shortage of trans jeff content (especially when you’re trans and see transness in every little thing ajdkslfkjs)
spoiler warning for literally everything about this show under the cut <3
i 100% agree, i feel like he realized he was trans super young, especially since in the show we see him as a little kid a couple of times. 
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like look at little jeff with the oversized sweatshirt and little ponytail!! that’s childhood trans fashion. not to be dramatic but part of me thinks that jeff’s dad left before he fully came out to his family (which gives him even more angst about it, because until that one Thanksgiving episode, he’s never able to prove to his dad that he’s a better man), but part of me thinks that his dad left after he came out (which adds that spicy i-should-have-stayed-in-the-closet guilt that he has to work through). 
either way, because his dad wasn’t there, he had to base his concept of masculinity on something else, which was becoming a lawyer!! there’s some line that’s like “after the dust and divorce papers were settled the only man i looked up to was [the lawyer guy]”. like, replacing your father figure in your mind with the concept of “a job where you can talk your way in and out of anything and distort other people’s concept of reality”? that’s trans.
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 and the fucking THANKSGIVING EPISODE... i struggle to watch it without crying hehe <3 yeowch! the dichotomy of willy jr. being the “wrong” kind of man because he’s “too soft” but jeff also not being enough despite adhering to all the social standards of masculinity... fuck!! this whole scene of him telling his dad “i am Not well adjusted” and talking about how he gave himself an “appendix surgery scar” when he was a kid and he still keeps the get-well-soon letters from his classmates under his bed? oh my god. the implication of people loving him not despite his scars but because of them?? trans. i can’t think about this episode for too long or i’ll start yelling.
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OH and this scene? where he talks about how his mom got him a girl costume for halloween?? and everyone said “what a cute little girl” and after a few houses he stopped correcting them?? and “once the shame and the fear wore off, i was just glad they thought i was pretty”?? THAT’S TRANS... the man needs validation oh my god... and then in all the halloween episodes we see he has these ultra-masculine costumes (a cowboy, David Beckham, one of the fast and furious guys even though he never watched the movies, a boxer with his DAD’S boxing gloves... god) costumes are about becoming something else and he always chooses to be hypermasculine and that is trans.
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THE PHYSICAL EDUCATION EPISODE!!!!!!! being uncomfortable during P.E. is a queer experience. period. but him being specifically uncomfortable in the clothes someone else is assigning to him? trans. “are we gonna talk about clothes like a girl? or use tapered sticks to hit balls around a cushioned mat like a man?” TRANS. and him eventually stripping in public? celebration of transness. and the fact that he eventually becomes comfortable in both the uniform and his own style!! trans!! god i love this episode. 
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AND AND AND!!! the gay dean coming out episode!!! where it’s the three of them discussing the best way for the dean to come out as gay despite not entirely identifying with that label!! so we have both frankie and the dean who are sort of ambiguously queer, and jeff who’s a stealth trans man who’s probably only out to only the study group at this point. this scene where the dean and jeff have this like eyebrow communication while frankie is talking is just so cute. queer-to-queer communication. “I am so curious” “oh?” “intellectually.” “oh...” ajfdksljfk this scene just screams high school GSA to me and i love it so much.
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and SPEAKING of the dean!! i totally see you on that. i feel like jeff has some internalized homophobia/biphobia (like he’d throw punches over someone else, but when it comes to himself he has a lot of shame). and also seeing the dean so confident in all his different outfits/costumes has a weird affect on him bc it’s like “okay, the dean, a cis guy, can do that, but i as a trans guy could Not because that’s Breaking the Rules”. which, like, throwback to the halloween thing. of course there’s no right way to be masculine, but mr. winger does not know that.
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another thing!! the episode where their emails get leaked? that includes his emails with his therapist. fuck!! he was outed to the whole world in that episode!! no wonder he was so fucking angry!! this whole episode (and really any time he mentions his therapist) is so interesting when you think about them as a person he talks to about his transition. OH which adds to the thing with the dean!! “and you told your therapist you wanted to be alone this weekend” and “not you jeff, i know you’ll be visiting your dad” ”I told you to stop reading my emails”. luckily his study group has his back and just makes fun of him for emailing astronauts lmao
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and WHO can forget “they’re giving out an award for most handsome young man!!!!” what else is there to say about this line besides: he’s trans. you know he didn’t get awarded enough for being a handsome young man when he was a kid, and no amount of compliments when he’s fully-grown can really make up for that. some people crash a kid’s bar mitzvah to cope with the fact that they struggled to be seen as themselves when they were a teenager <3
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also his weird relationship with pierce? where he kind of hates him (understandably lmao) but at times has this almost-friends-almost-father-son relationship with him? especially in this episode where he’s forced to bond with him and ends up having a good time by accident (at a barber shop no less, the perfect place to Be A Man with your Man Friend). idk what to say about him besides the fact that pierce says his mom wanted a girl when he was born and made him dress like a girl (and his middle name is anastasia!) so if they’re gonna do any bonding over transness it’s gonna be that. 
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okay one last thing and then i’ll shut up for the night. this episode kills me (and almost kills jeff hahahahelpi’mcrying). it’s a very Trans thing to not be able to visualize your future self, it just is. growing up trans at the time he did? i don’t know what kind of future he saw for himself, but i’m so happy that he ended up with a group of friends who became his family and love him the way they all do. i’m so emotional over this asshole it’s ridiculous. 
in conclusion:
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they’re trans, your honor <3
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