#people also ignoring the fact that he literally was pretty ok with going along with separating people and pokemon until a kid said yo no

[sillyyuserr]

A longer, more in depth (9 parts all in one) terukane analysis, and/or everything i could find, compiled (one of my better pieces of work imo) ⭐️

Ok so it might be the fact that i ship them so i see alot of things they do as possibly romantic even when theres no romantic undertones, but the amount of times it feels like AidaIro seems to be implying that teru likes akane is getting to a suspiciously high number. Like lets look at this from a non-shipper’s pov

Item A: teru looking at akane

If you told me (with context) this was a STRAIGHT man looking at another STRAIGHT man, i’d be a little iffy (for lack of better words). Without the fact that he’s looking at akane, he genuinely looks like he’s showing something of raw emotion, unchanged by his “fake persona” but a genuine reaction. I mean i wouldn’t say “omg hes so in lovveee!!!” But considering he doesn’t really open up to like anyone, i think this is definitely something.

Item B: them going together on a romantic outing

Yes i did make it sound much more compelling then it actually is but cmon man. The school festival is considered a “romantic event” and these two spent the entire time hanging around the school together. Giving the excuse that "it's our job being in the student council" (which i guess it is) but in reality it was because no one wanted to come with them.

Which i mean they also did technically go on an actual date together

also nene looking like a hamster 😭😭

Item C: teru trusting akane more than anyone (?)

Teru likes talking to akane, trusts his intellect, and considers him someone he can rely on but doesn't like it when his whole world starts to revolve around aoi. My guy, that's jealousy.

He is shown to trust him and even show his back to him in multiple instances, knowing he wont hurt him, and he’s someone he can trust (lets ignore what happens on the literal next page)

Even literally being one of those “i fight alone” type of people but when akane’s there, he’s never fighting alone

Item D: not sure if thats whats happening here but im pretty sure he tried rizzing akane up, even going as far as to blush, all so he doesnt rule him guilty

And then got agitated when it didn’t work

Item E: akane knows teru better than we think

When kou and teru were fighting, the reason teru even walked out in the first place was because of the fireworks. And whos idea was that?

Akane’s. He knew he liked fireworks and that they’d lure him out of his room. And again, he was right

Item F: valentines day event

i dont think i even need to break this one down. Its a picture of JUST them TOGETHER posted on VALENTINES DAY. 2/14/24. THE ANNUAL HOLIDAY THAT CELEBRATES NONE OTHER THAN ROMANTIC LOVE. Also teru’s color being used as akane’s sparkles and akane’s color being used as teru’s sparkles kinda shows that AidaIro arent just showing us two characters, they’re showing us TERU and AKANE, TOGETHER. If it really could be anyone im sure they’d put them in a general setting, but with the paired colors i’d say that says otherwise.

some might say they’re looking at eachother

Item G: possible fruit symbolism

first off, this picture.

First lets look at hanako’s. We can see he has two drinks, both red + with strawberries, along with a red straw. While also being pictured near other red fruits.

In this picture, nene’s flower(s) are literally strawberry flowers, putting the association between strawberries + nene out there. Meaning the strawberries in his drink could be purposeful, along with the red undertones. (red being her eye color) (sorry for quality im doin this on iPhone)

Moving on to teru’s, he has one drink, being yellow-ish with pineapple on the side, and chunks in the drink itself. Whilst his straw is orange, while also being pictured around a ginormous pinapple

And this isnt the first time we’ve seen him pictured with pineapples

This god awful picture unfortunately exists so im adding it as proof/evidence for my argument. (Oh and not to mention akane has green pants on so everyone’s a lil funky igs)

notice how as soon they got to his house his outfit changed? This is him when they got to his house (clearly in a long-sleeve shirt, not the hoodie)

this is him with akane + nene going on a date

All within the same chapter i think, but him changing outfits i feel like says something. Like we’re supposed to associate that with something other than aoi (them talking ab how to save her at his house) or his family. He even straight up left when they started talking ab how they missed aoi at the karaoke place. (More or so when he left they started talking but ykwim) Since nene is being associated with strawberries it leaves the only other person to be akane, this making sense also because of the straw color. (The straw being orange)

also the fact that fruit is literally associated with the queer community

Item H: triangles + queer symbolism

Quick history lesson, A triangle has been a symbol for the queer community, initially intended as a badge of shame, but later reclaimed as a positive symbol of self-identity. In Nazi Germany in the 1930s and 1940s, it began as one of the Nazi concentration camp badges, distinguishing those imprisoned because they had been identified by authorities as gay men. In the 1970s, it was again, reclaimed as a symbol of protest against homophobia, and has since been adopted by the larger queer community as a popular symbol of queer pride. More or so, the upsidown triangle. and guess whos ALWAYS wearing a fucking upsidown triangle

My guy has one for EVERY OUTFIT 😭 also im not even shitting you i would add more but ive reached the limit of 30 photos per post

Item I: extras

This picture. Him holding akane’s shirt and aoi’s bag really shows that AidaIro REALLY doesn’t want us to know which one he likes 😭 (if you’re confused, to sum it up AidaIro did a really good job keeping teru’s stance on the “love triangle” between akane, teru and aoi, ambiguous. If you are STILL confused go check out my other analysies i only have like 5 other posts, they go more in depth ab it)

Him looking at akane after he ate his “home made cooking” 😭 ALSO HIS EYES?? Dude they’re glistening. And the slight blush too

In the “kiss comic” part of the art book, not only are teru and akane’s on the same page, but they also look like they go together

Thats all i got for now (´-ω-`) MAN this took me like 5 different consecutive days. I wrote like 3 parts on one day, 2 more parts the next, and 1 more part today. 😭 hope you enjoyed and this re-gave you faith that terukane might be canon one day 😔 fake it till you make it

Feel free to comment and tell me ab anything i may have missed!! :3

#aoi akane #minamoto teru #akane aoi #aidairo #tbhk #terukane #analysis #real

[olderthannetfic]

I think for me, one of the big stumbling blocks I had for a long time with understanding the problem with antis and how they act is that I came from the world of anime fandom, and I have seen all the time how the idea that you're expected to be tolerant and accepting to straight men who are really into lolicon or slavery isekai or whatever in the name of "sex positivity" does in fact lead into a lot of normalization of genuine creepy IRL behavior, and ignoring red flags for those. Because I've never met a man where doing a lot of apologetics for his interest in fictional 10-year-olds as a grown man or why you just need to understand that in this fictional culture sexual slavery is totally normal etc. didn't come along with some grosser attitudes about real women in girls - look at how a ton of the guys in the first group, for instance, are always trying to argue that "Japanese culture" is actually A-OK with relationships between young teens and grown adults and it's just your mean feminist American bias that's getting in your way. (None of that shit's true about Japan, btw.) Like if it were a purely fictional-preference thing, they wouldn't be saying that about real-world relationships as well.

But see, I have literally never seen those kinds of arguments from, say, women who write fanfiction about teen/adult relationships. To me the problem with a lot of anti behavior is not just that it's pro-censorship (which I oppose on principle, I don't think any of the stuff mentioned in the previous section should be censored, for instance, much as the prevalence of lolicon in anime squicks me out) and that it's puritanical and sex-negative, but also that it goes after the wrong people. There IS a huge creeper problem in fandom but it's largely not coming from the predominantly AFAB and queer world of fanfiction and shipping, most of whom are pretty good at separating fantasy from reality. Or their "fucked up" ship might not even be "their" fantasy but just thinking a particular character dynamic is really interesting and it happens to fit into some particular "problematic" broader dynamic. Sometimes it's specifically that it's fucked up that we like, that's what makes it interesting!

But I do get uncomfortable sometimes when people take the fact that censorship is wrong, harassing people for what they ship is wrong, what you like in fiction is not necessarily what you want in real relationships.... and take it to the extreme of "fiction has no impact on reality / there is never ANY connection between what gets you off in fiction vs. real life" (I do think it's rarely an exact 1:1, but for some people there is a connection), or feeling like you're never allowed to just privately judge people for what porn they're into or they talk about or post about when they go horny on main, or decide you don't particularly want to have, say, cis men who are super into loli as a part of your social circle.

Because I've seen cases where men use that, and other people being shamed for taking issue with how they talk about it because it's not "sex positive" or "you're just like an anti" etc., to raise the temperature on what kinds of creepy and red-flag behaviors are allowed. Or like, people start to get suspicious of things these guys are doing to real people, and question themselves because they worry they're just judging them for liking loli.

I mean, is it wrong to think that a guy who is really into underage girls AND talks a lot about how culture needs to "normalize" it AND makes people feel bad for being uncomfortable with that particular interest of his, is throwing up a lot of red flags for how he's likely to view real women and girls and IRL sexuality?

Once again, I've basically never seen cases where a fanfic writer (other than in some cis-man-heavy fandoms like MLP) who is into some "squicky" dynamic feels like they have to constantly talk about it even to people who are uncomfortable, or feels like they're not "accepted" in a space where they can't constantly bring it up. Maybe they exist. But then maybe it's fair to say that behavior is creepy in a way that just peacefully shipping [whatever "problematic" dynamic] and writing and reading fic for it is not.

But I've seen people be like "a lot of you act like 'well that behavior is only problematic when cis het white men do it' well no i think you're still sex-negative if you're against ANYBODY liking it" and like I'm sorry but power dynamics matter, and HOW you talk about this and to WHOM matters and I think it's just kind of ignorant to act like there isn't a huge difference between how a lot of cis men in anime fandom talk about this shit vs. other kinds of people in fanfic fandom, and that the former is very much informed by the fact that cis men and especially cis het men have cultural power that they are throwing around in the way they influence those spaces.

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[wassupmygays]

ummm hello I would like way more about hunger games au pls I'll take anything wheres Jimmy where's Tango wheres Scar from I will take whatever you give me I will go feral over this thank you

!!!! ok first off i just wanna say u made my day with this ask im so excited that other people r excited abt this and want to hear my explosions (also i definitely want to make individual profile posts for each tribute so this will be. sparknotes of what i have thought up so far :D) Tango - i have tango in district 3, along with mumbo. district 3 is the technology district, and with mumbos redstone contraptions and tango's decked out programming, it felt very obvious placements to me :] i dont think they were very close at all before the games. not in a bad way, just they didn't cross eachothers paths all that much (subject to change but in life series canon theyre never on the same team iirc). theyre cordial in the proceedings before the games but dont train together or plan to team up. tango, skizz, and bigb eventually ally together during the training days before the games! (aka heart foundation) Jimmy - jimmy and scar are actually from the same district, district 11! 11 is the agriculture district, and to place jimmy in this district i pulled from his ranchers and empires sheriff vibes if that makes sense. i also just know that 11 is one of the poorest districts and doesn't usually do well in the games, and we all know jimmy in these games. (i considered jimmy in 12 bc of the canary thing, but skizz and impulse r from there and i figured putting him somewhere else is fun too!) scar - as said above, scar is from district 11! i don't think he is expected to do super well in the games from the reaping, but during interviews its clear that he has the charisma to get some sponsors. i honestly haven't thought up all that much for scar yet but dw i will (he literally wins. how could i ignore him) fun fact! scar and jimmy were going to kind of team together, but during the first day of training, scott (career tribute) makes some joke to gem about how they wouldnt stand a chance if they teamed together bc of their district. jimmy let this get in his head and decided to split from scar, causing both of them to be loners at the start of the games. jimmy eventually finds martyn during the games and they ally bc of reasons (that i can get into if we want to), but scar stays relatively alone honestly most of these tributes and their district placements are pretty set in my mind, except for martyn, cleo, and bigb, who i still can't figure out where to put (if anyone has suggestions pls send them lmao). ive got some bits and plot points from the series already worked out into a hunger games universe, but a lot of it i dont! if theres any specific part of the series anyone wants to ask about, please do!! i work best when someone tells me what to brainstorm on lmao. anyways lol hope yall r liking this! i dont have any clue if it will gain any traction, but i've been thinking abt this au so much since the finale and i wanted to try and share it and talk about it with people :D pls send comments or asks abt any of it if you want to !!!

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[jake-g-lockley]

I'd like 12 with Reader & Marc Spector if that's ok .(with a slow passionate kiss please 😊)

The Butterfly Effect (Marc Spector x reader)

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Prompt: A picking an eyelash from B’s face, and their hearts are both beating like crazy

A/N: Thank you for this!!! Ahhhhh this prompt is adorable! Saw a butterfly and thought of this hehe, just Marc being head over heels in love. Also there are people who hate Marc?! Marc ‘babygirl coded’ Spector?! Are you fucking for real? I hope whoever hates Marc Spector gets fucking by a giant bright pink dildo with spikes :) 

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Marc Spector hated the idea of doing anything for people. No one ever did anything for him and he could not help to grow up and feel a little selfish. Nevertheless, the butterfly effect kicked in hard the second Steven signed himself up for volunteering. 

“Come on Marc, it’ll be good for us, you know maybe to cancel out all the shit we’ve done for Khonshu?” Steven suggested as he stared at the website.

Marc had reluctantly agreed, as long as Steven didn’t make him go for the sessions. But Marc was curious. He always felt that people who volunteered had hearts of literal gold and he did admire their patience and willingness to go all out for people that needed it. He started co-fronting with Steven to observe these people, to see their purpose. Steven never pointed it out to him directly, only making small conversations to Marc, mainly because he liked the fact that his alter warming up to the idea of volunteering.

Then one day, he saw you. You waltzed into the community hall like a glimmer of hope and Marc thought it was fitting that you were clad in pure white from head to toe, with a white bow in your hair. From the way you smiled, Marc could tell that you never had a bad intention in your pretty head. 

He had never seen a smile so genuine, so pure and it involuntarily tugged at his heartstrings. The way you moved and carried yourself with humbleness made him shamelessly stare and he was pretty sure if he had a mirror in front of him, he knew he would look like a big idiot.

“Mate, she's gonna think you’re a weirdo.” Steven whispered from the back of his head.

“But I am…” Marc said almost in a dreamily fashion.

“If you want a chance with her, snap out of it, pendejo.” Jake called out and Marc blinked, pulling himself out of his trance, arranging his face to something more decent.

Suddenly, you were walking over to him and Marc froze in place, his lips pressed shut and his eyes wide, unable to think about his next course of action. You immediately introduce yourself, stretching your hand in front of you for Marc to take and Jake beat Steven to it and took over the body before Marc could make a fool of himself.

“Marc Spector.” Jake took your hand and flipped it over, kissing the back of it, ignoring the tantrum that Marc started to throw at the back of his head. 

“Oh!” you exclaimed as your face turned red by the cute gesture. “H-hi, Marc.”

To put it quite plainly, you had noticed the man before you a few volunteer sessions ago and had been curious about him. He always seemed to keep to himself and you swore you caught him whispering to himself a few times. You also thought he was very pretty, with his curly hair and big brown eyes that shined with their own secrets. You had been hyping yourself up for a while now, trying to make yourself talk to him, but you chickened out at the last minute.

“What brings a pretty lady like you here?” Jake continued with his rizz and Marc was seething.

He silently agreed to switch with Marc while you explained how you were one of the main organisers and that you were here to check up on some things. Marc nodded along, loving how your voice matched your whole getup; sweet, soft and melodious. 

“So, yea! I thought I’d just come here and introduce myself.” you ended your sentence with a tinkling laugh that almost made Marc Spector fall to his knees, but he persevered and shot you a small smile.

Someone called your name from across the hall and you turned to look at them before offering Marc an apologetic smile.

“That's me. I guess I’ll get going. See you soon, Marc Spector!” you said before hurriedly turning on your heel.

“When will I see you again?” his voice reached your ears before you could go too far, reigning you back to him.

You turned and your hair flew behind you as you smiled at him. Marc was absolutely enraptured. He swore that his head was filled with cotton with the way he can’t seem to comprehend a single bodily function. 

“Next Saturday! When we take the kids from the shelter to the butterfly farm!” you instantly say, and Marc nodded before giving you a wave.

“Guess we’re clearing our schedule for Saturday.” Marc said with a small smile as he watched your hair swing as you walked away. 

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Marc awoke early on Saturday morning. Jake and Steven watched amusedly as Marc danced around the kitchen trying to get his morning coffee ready. Steven was ready to walk the body straight to the nearby hospital when Marc reached out for the loaf of bread and started making toast while wiggling his butt to a random rhythm.

“Jake, I can’t believe my eyes, he’s making breakfast. FOR HIMSELF!” Steven exclaimed as Marc grinned.

Jake just chuckled and decided that Marc could use the happy and healthy boost of dopamine. Gently, Jake grabbed ahold of Steven in their mind and pulled him to the back, shushing Steven like a mother goose when he started to protest. 

Marc finished up breakfast and got dressed as fast as humanly possible after getting out of the shower. He kept checking his hair, combing it back again and again as stray curls dropped to his forehead. He blew at the stubborn curl and dropped the comb, grabbing his car keys. 

The first thing Marc saw when he got to the butterfly park was children swarming you as they got down from the bus. You greeted them with a huge smile that nearly made Marc want to swerve his car into a tree but instead he parked and watched you animatedly talk to the children from his side mirror. His fingers reached out the open window and caressed your mirrored image.

“Fuckin’ simp.” snickered one of the two voices in his head and he pulled his hand back and grimaced, unbuckling his seatbelt. 

“Marc! You came!” You exclaimed, leaving the kids and skipped towards Marc. 

You stopped a little too close to him and Marc gulped and stared at you. You grinned at his puppy eyes and grabbed at his wrist, pulling him to the kids. Your presence made Marc want to start speaking in couplets and rhymes, but he was sure if he did try and open his mouth he would become a blubbering mess, so instead he nodded and smiled at the kids as they introduced themselves. 

Marc was absolutely enamoured by the way you would interact with the kids, talking to them and telling them every fact under the sun as you shepherded them through the farm. He soon found out that his eyes were never satisfied no matter how long he looked at you. He was in his own world and that world was made of you, your scent, your laugh and your smile. 

He felt as though he was dark darkness and you were a bright golden morning that had waltzed through the door of his heart. He suddenly found himself finding refuge in you, like a lost wandering traveller searching for purpose. He watched as your delicate hands softly caught a butterfly to show a kid. He found himself wanting to hold you as gently as the way you were holding the butterfly, as if you were as fragile as the butterfly itself. 

Marc had wandered a little too far behind from being in his own dreams and you noticed, turning and walking back to him as the kids were distracted by one of the tour guides. Marc noticed you walking towards him and panic set in the pit of his stomach.

“Quick! Look at the tree!” yelled Steven. 

“Everything alright?” you asked, genuinely concerned with how quiet he was. 

“Oh, yea, everything’s great, just looking at this…tree.” Marc said, looking at the tree before him, noticing the flowers that had blossomed around it, giving him an idea. 

“Yeah, it's pretty.” you said, tucking your hair behind your ear and blushing at the way Marc was covering up for how he was staring at you all morning. 

Marc looked around for any sign of people watching before reaching his hand out and plucking a flower, smoothly tucking it behind your ear. 

“Marc!” you hissed but couldn’t help but smile at the gesture. 

“It’s pretty, but you’re prettier.” Marc whispered and took a step closer to you.

“T-thanks, you’re pretty too.” the words leave your mouth before you could stop yourself.

Marc wasn’t listening anymore, his eyes were transfixed on a small eyelash that was on your cheek. If only he could focus all his energy to lift his hand, he could brush it away. His eyes dropped to your lips and you noticed it and swallowed the saliva that had been pooling in your mouth. 

Your heart felt like it was running a marathon, trying to pump enough blood to your head to let you think. His hand finally lifted itself and his fingers brushed away the eyelash, making you gasp softly. Your cheek was as soft as a rose petal under his calloused fingers and he couldn’t help but cup your cheek as you stepped in between his legs.

“Eyelash…” Marc tried saying over the beat of his own heart that he was pretty sure you could hear.  

You had been thinking of Marc all week, seeing him in your dreams and hoping that he felt the same way you felt about him. You smiled at the way a stray curl bobbed up and down at his forehead and the tinge of his beautiful flushed cheeks. He was so close and you wanted him closer as you leaned against his hand that was cupping your cheek. 

“Can I?” you knew what Marc was asking and there was no other answer other than yes that could satisfy your anticipation.

He leaned in and softly kissed you, as if he were the air that fluttered around a butterfly’s wing. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss as he pushed at you slightly, losing himself in you. He tipped his head and you couldn’t help but think about how perfectly his cute nose slotted against you, your hands coming to rest softly against his cheek. His lips slotted softly against yours and he tasted delicious, like coffee and butter. 

He pulled away reluctantly and the both of you were greeted with cheers and applause. You gripped onto Marc’s bicep and turned to see the kids and tour guides smiling at the both of you, one of the kids coming forward to offer Marc another flower for you. Marc smiled and kneeled before you, holding out the flower before him. 

“Will you go out with me?” he asked shyly and you shook your head slightly, taking the flower from him kissing his forehead.

“Of course I will, Marc Spector.” you whispered and he grinned before standing up and scooping you into his arms for another bruising kiss. 

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[i-wiggle-i-squirm-bc-i-am-a-worm]

Unnecessary discussion about Chat Noir and the Drums

There’s something I love so much about Chat playing the drums in Horrificator. This is something that’s been on my mind since I was 13, so hold on here.

First, obviously, Adrien also plays the piano - which obviously still has a lot of meaning!! - I’m not here to diss on the piano, there’s a lot of freedom of expression in every instrument type and music expression in general, but there’s a reason why some people are more inclined to different instruments, and I think there’s a lot more to it than just sound, but feeling as well. The role you play. How it feels to play it alone vs. playing it with others, if it’s typically something that you can play alone vs. in a group.

So first, the piano, and how I think it relates to Adrien’s character, plus how it relates to those points.

The piano, let’s be real, is something that a lot of us were forced to take lessons for at some point. It’s something that has ties to high society (there’s a HUGE discussion and so much more to say about that, but let’s not go there) and honestly?? I think it works pretty well with symbolizing the obsession with perfection that Gabriel shoves onto him. I’ve known many piano players, and while some genuinely loved playing it, it was always easier to somehow stumble onto someone with a deep hatred for it after being forced into lessons. Whenever I asked them why they hated it, I got almost the same answer every time: “I need to be perfect.” (Along with people saying that they were forced to lol)

Then there’s the role you play. You can play with people in a band, an orchestra, as an accompanist, a duet, at a bar with a bunch of people singing - whatever - music has many forms, and many different connections. But the piano is something you can play solo, no need for anyone else. It isn’t what you can do with other people that I’m focusing on for this, it’s the fact that you don’t need anyone. You can play alone, and it’ll still be fine. You can be alone, and you’re still fine - perfect even - which is something that Gabriel shoves down his throat, resistant to him playing with his friends by touching on this ideology.

Which is a glimpse into how he sees Adrien, and how Adrien experiences life. He can be alone, in fact he’s more perfect when he’s alone. And when other people are added, the attention to his perfection is taken away bit by bit, until he’s not good enough. He has to play solo in concert halls, on stage for everyone to watch, not in the back of a bar, playing with his friends.

Alright, so now we move to Chat Noir and the drums. The main play of this fake essay. 

It would be so easy to just ignore everything and just go “haha, he’s the energetic one, so ofc Ladybug gave him the drums! And they’re an easy instrument to play, etc.” but that’s far from the truth.

Ok, so I’m not a drum player or percussionist in any way, but I am a bass player, and genuinely love the drums so much because they’re incredibly important, and here’s my cheesy analogy: the drums are the heart of the band, keeping everyone on beat, it’s what you feel at the centre of it all. The band is nothing without the drums, without the percussion (The bass is what connects the band to the beat of the drums, kinda like the blood vessels, but sadly this ain’t about bass).  Like do you know how easy it is for a band to fall apart if they don’t have a drummer??? You need a drummer. You literally can’t survive without a drummer, because even if you manage to work together, use the bass as a backing, whatever you try, there’s still not much of a heart left.

But besides that, do you know how hard it is to play the drums??? You can’t just throw someone crazy, or energetic there just because “crazy drummers lol” you need someone who listens. Who can set the beat. Someone you can rely on, because they are the person in control, even if they aren’t as flashy as the guitar player. Reliable is the word that comes to mind. The drums can make or break a band.

And wanna know who that reminds me of?

Yeah. I highly doubt that the writers put this much thought into a random five second scene in an episode of season one, but it fits with Chat Noir SO well. 

Unlike the piano, the drums are almost solely played in a group setting - you need other people, and other people need you - he needs other people in his life, his friends are needed, but they also need him. Ladybug needs him, along with all the other heroes in Paris, whether he sees it or not. He seems to get in a state of thinking he’s not needed, but i do really think he’s the emotional glue that keeps the team connected, the heart that keeps them beating. If he’s isolated, he can’t quite reach his full potential that he can when he’s allowed to be around others, just like they can’t reach their own without him.

But on top of that, I think the stereotypes of the drums actually works in his favour for the next part. 

Breaking free from his dad, and being his own person, letting that fame go and embracing what he wants... well, to some that would look stupid. 

Relating it to music, the piano is flashy, you can play it solo, it sounds impressive, looks impressive, and people won’t think you’re just hitting pots and pans in the garage when you say you play it. But the drums are underestimated, a lot of people think you don’t need much practice, that they’re just the guys who sit at the back of the stage, not doing much, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

Just like Adrien finally being who he wants wouldn’t be stupid, it could never be stupid, but there’s a stigma. But letting go of his flashy, solo life, and being the heart of his friend group is something that I think makes him truly happy as Chat Noir, and hopefully he gets to be like that as Adrien too.

Like Plagg said, Chat Noir and Adrien are both the real him, and I think the drums capture that perfectly. The heart and freedom, the meticulousness (rather than perfection) and steadiness, those are good qualities of a drummer.

I dunno, I just think it fits.

(sdfghjklkjhgf again I should state that acoustic versions of songs exist, and you can play songs without a drum and it sounds fantastic, but I’m not going into that today. Just talking generalization, and playing in a group setting). 

#I hope I didn't sound like an absolute idiot #lol I don't wanna sound like Luka #this is just a subject I'm really passionate about and mixed with Miraculous it's just sdfghjjhgfd #miraculeakless #him playing drums is something that's probably never going to come up again ever #but in my mind Adrien healing means him taking up playing the drums and I've never dropped this #no really I wrote a fic when I was 14 about Adrien somehow disguising himself and being friends with people and he also took up the drums #I should find it and rewrite it lol #but here I am at 20 and my mind is still on this #and now I work with music as a job so I actually have the proper words to write it all down #miraculous ladybug #horrificator #can't believe I'm digging up a S1 episode but I needed to get these thoughts out #chat noir #adrien agreste #character study #uhhh sorry if this is unreadable #but I did not re-read this bc I spent too much time writing it and I don't feel like going through this again

[cyberphuck]

I've been working hard, I've earned an infodump about my comfort character, right? The blorbo I put in Situations? Yeah!

SIT DOWN @qthewhatever IT'S TIME TO LEARN ABOUT ISILUD TENGILLE

(under a cut because I have *manners.*)

Isilud Tengille!

(we don't talk about his psx translation name!)

There he is, the boy! That's it, just a lil green dude! He's in three scenes! (people counting: abandoning Wiegraf and bleeding out both count as half a scene.)

Isilud is a Templar Knight working for the final fantasy tactics Church, sent-- along with his good buddy Wiegraf Folles-- to steal the Virgo Stone, a priceless religious artifact. He's 16 and he loves his job, which he got through nepotism (his dad is the leader of the Templar).

You first encounter Isilud at the monastery where Virgo is housed, where he casually stabs a defenseless old priest before stepping over his body and running to the lower vaults to grab the loot. Your main character charges down after him, and you smack into him while he's coming back up the stairs with a suspicious Virgo-shaped lump in his pocket.

Tactics likes to do this thing where it locks you into several (usually pretty difficult) battles in a row; Isilud is the second of these at the monastery. He's got a gang of both regular and Grasshopper knights crawling all over his battle map, which is a library where you can walk between or on top of bookshelves. Isilud is pretty much just a knight with rainbow sprinkles, but-- for some insane reason, as a boss whose fight takes place *underground*-- has both the "jump" and "ignore elevation" abilities, usually reserved for grasshopper knights who shoot 60 feet in the air and then land on you to deal damage.

(The jump ability is fun and useful if you're using it. When enemies use it it's fucking annoying, because you can't hit them while they're in the air.)

Anyway, Isilud's response to the main character's query of "why are you working for the Church, which the plot has established sucks a lot" is "the Church does not suck, in fact it's awesome, we want less corruption and more equality, and you should be helping us do that!"

(unbeknownst to Isilud, every single word in that sentence is wrong.)

Main character points out that Isilud literally just punctured a priest, and that's not very equality of him, but Isilud shrugs and says "you gotta break a couple of eggs to make an omelet. Also, you murdered a Cardinal."

("The end does not justify the means, do you even hear yourself, people are fucking dying" is the main theme of the game.)

The main character knows that the holy stones, including Virgo, that the Church is collecting are actually chunks of evil rock that turn people into demons. When he gently breaks this to Isilud, he says "NUH UH" and runs away.

That is the only battle you have against Isilud.

Isilud sprints for the exit, grabs main character's sister as a hostage, drags her out of the monastery, steps over a dying Wiegraf--

"Wiegraf, are you ok?!"

--and then makes his escape, only to be IMMEDIATELY stopped and taken prisoner by another dude.

(I am not even going to attempt to explain the different factions in final fantasy tactics, suffice to say this other dude is not on Isilud's side but he's not on your side either.)

Much later, Isilud is confronted by his father, who's just found out that Isilud lost all the special holy rocks he was carrying when he was captured. Enraged, his dad slaps him across the face and the animation for this is fantastic. I used to have a gif of it but idk where it is now, so here's one of Wiegraf killing his own dude:

And here's one of Delita punching Argath:

Which is a fan favorite.

Moving on.

After Isilud's dad is finished performing percussive maintenance on his son, he turns to the other people in the room, says "you fucked around, now it's time to find out," turns into a demon (hey, the evil demon stones really do make people into demons, who knew) and kills everyone in the room.

Including Isilud.

Isilud's final scene is of him being comforted by the sister he took hostage at the monastery. He begs her to tell her brother "you were right, sorry I tried to kill you" and then complains weakly that it's gotten really dark, and he can't move his arm to grab his sword (he also coughs up blood, another choice piece of sprite animation).

Then he dies.

(Later, HIS sister shows up to avenge his death, main character turns her around and points her at the right people, they go on to kill evil dad and save the ORIGINAL sister, and then everyone gets crushed under a cave-in and/or is trapped in purgatory forever.)

(It's a great game.)

#final fantasy tactics #isilud tengille #maybe brig can infodump about Wiegraf

[nicksolemnlyswears]

Hii there, I just want to share some toughts with someone who is equally delighted with Han as I am. Here I was rewatching Tokyo Drift since I have such a soft spot for this movie, specially Han in it, and I think besides his likeable cool and collected persona, there is a dark side of him that is often unnoticed by many, I mean, the man turned Tokyo into his own personal playground and laughted at the face of the Yakuza and playing it and Takashi like a violin, it requeries a HUGE amount of balls and boldness to do this (we can also credit that to the "all or nothing" posture/mentality as a reflex to Gisele's "death"), and he can also be very egoisticaly manipulative and keep secrets (lies), you can see by the way Takashi was so angry with him, bc he believed Han was his friend and he could trust him, he is a "chamaleon", and the fact that he decieved and lied about his death for all those years to Dom and the crew, yeah he had a legitimate reason to do it (protect his adoptive daughter) but still show he can do it even to the people that loves him, ALSO, lets not forget in the 6th movie when Giseles "dies", he gets so angry that he mauls the face of a goon untill he is bloody red and literally throws his entire body in the turbine of a plane, which shows that when if comes to the extreme that man can go WILD (even physically), and damn, it shows how rich his character can be and I wish he was more fully explored before, can you imagine an spin off from his Tokyo days or early years?! Ok, end of my rant 😅

i took your rant to another level. please enjoy my deep dive.

you are completely right. han does have a super dark side and i often fall victim of ignoring it. his character is structured in a way that both the people in the movies and the audience fall for his calm and collected persona.

if we go all the way back to the beginning han's character comes from the movie 'better luck tomorrow' where he's essentially a little thug from california who had a smoking problem and stole computer parts to sell. in the end of the movie he and his friends took part in killing a kid and end up burying him in a backyard.

that aside he was a teenager when this happens, shit happens when you are a teenager and usually you learn from it and move on. except next time we see han is in tokyo drift (with about 4 f&f movies that haven't been released). i think it's safe to say he did not move on from it but evolved.

now technically speaking this evolving happened because to adapt this character to the f&f franchise he had to be more likable and chill and not seem like an amateur in order for him to blend in with the toretto crew. in other words he had to have useful qualities and a 'heart of gold'. i'm pretty sure had he been the same as 'blt' he wouldn't have been as well received in the gang.

that gap of him evolving is hidden from us because of the time jump from 'blt' and the dominican republic (which is where he makes his first appearance chronologically). i'm guessing he kept being a thug, jumped from place to place, grew and learned his chameleon ways, (it would be so interesting to see if it's something he developed himself or if someone taught him) and committed a crime that made him run from the country.

it's like you said he's a chameleon and he does it too well. he gets along well with the toretto crew but he also had a whole lot of fun in tokyo with takashi and the yakusa. for fucks sake he owned a club.

'you make choices and you don't look back' is his motto. that's something that someone who's fucked up many times in the past would say.

his chameleon persona is the reason he and gisele got along so well. they are the same. she uses her assets to win and get her way much like he does. in fast five and that other movie with shaw's brother we see gisele using her flirtiness to get info and han doesn't mind one bit because he understand. (not to mention it benefits him in f5 because of the $ in the other one to get his freedom back). which leads to my other point.

he is egotistical! he lives in a world where he needs to constantly watch out for himself and he takes it a step further by putting himself in dangerous situations. purposely! with most of the toretto missions he has something to gain. yes, those are his friends but most importantly they are partners in crime.

gisele and han. they loved each other. i'm not taking that away from them. it's completely reasonable for han to mourn her and beat the guy to death. but also he's so upset because he lost the other person that understood him in that deeper level. we don't know much about their relationship but if he was going to show his true colors to anyone, his whole self, it would've been gisele.

i agree with you that the reason he adapted that 'all or nothing' mentality was due to gisele's death. people react different to a loved ones death. it can explain this regression he did to more dangerous endeavors in tokyo drift. even though gisele didn't even exist in the creators mind. im taking creative liberty here to give han more depth lol.

while he did lie about his death lets not forget he let dom know he was alive with the postcard. i want to believe the whole elle deal kinda gave him a wake up call for all he did in tokyo. he remembered he once wanted to settle down with gisele and maybe taking care of elle made that dream a version of his reality. just because gisele is gone doesn't mean he can't slow down and take it easy.

bottom line, han is not the saint he appears to be. he's dangerous and impulsive and manipulative and egotistical. but it doesn't necessarily mean he's a bad guy. he also shows a lot of good qualities throughout the movies but i'm not getting into them or i'll be here forever.

han lue (seoul-oh) is one of the best well developed and interesting characters in F&F whether is was on purpose or not. i quite like there's mystery behind him.

they always say to watch out for the quiet ones and i agree.

#han lue #fast and furious #fast & furious #han seoul oh

[simmancy]

The tldr is that somehow the relationship between her and her firstborn son deteriorated to the point that after he died when I left him unattended, his trash mother would go outside and laugh at his grave. She had a Confident moodlet after he died of anger.

She also had resting bitch face for the entirety of her stepdaughter’s wedding. Literally the worst “family-oriented” sim I’ve ever had.

For the extra long extra unhinged version, here is the Nobel Gen 1 (also there is a plumtree link because I like having something to work on even when I don’t post, and I genuinely hope to reach 27 or 28 generations idk I can’t count)

Founder Remi was created thanks to the Create a Story feature, she got Family Oriented, Loner, and Evil for traits, and the Secret Agent career. She wanted to be Fabulously Wealthy. I wanted to rebuild my mods folder in anticipation of the March patch, so we’re rolling with less mods and CC than usual... just my Old Faithfuls to start (Lumpinou’s mod suite, MCCC, More Personality Please! and bug fixes... later we add more in but just to start it’s these for script mods. They’re pulling the strings, ok)

I had her adopt a cat because she gave those vibes. Artemus was the dumbest cat I’ve ever seen. Just ran around occasionally and left hair everywhere, and ate. Also watched TV. Himbo cat vibes.

She then adopted a second cat named Andromeda because why not. Sometimes I tried to make them mate, but Andromeda had higher standards I guess.

Because this was personal gameplay, I’m playing in a save filled with townies from the gallery & simblr. Despite the fact that she was a loner and constantly wanted to be alone and just make money, Remi also kept rolling whims to have a kid. So I did what any legacy player does, I let her go out and meet people.

She met Arturo Perez (by nomorebadtownies) and they hit it off! They even got married! It was very exciting, I played a barely functioning wedding where he peed himself, and his daughter Ella (who was supposed to be the young flower pal) aged up right before so she was a teen flower pal.

After the wedding, Remi was ready to get ~down and dirty~ but wait. Arturo is greysexual! Thanks LGBTQ+ mod!

So he pretty much was like “nah” but eventually he did get into an okay mood and off we went.

She found out she was pregnant but then it turns out he didn’t want any more kids. You can imagine how this is going, because despite now being pregnant, Remi rerolled wanting a kid. She wanted more.

She had Alejandro and then like... immediately while out in San Myshuno met another sim, Hassan Moto,  who she then went on a date, and a teensy little trip to Tartosa, and wouldn’t you know it, all that risky woohoo resulted in another baby.

She then proceeded to pass the affair baby off as Arturo’s. Thanks RPO!

Hassan was not super cool with that because... I guess he thought he was Remi’s only lover? They got a paternity test done so they both knew the baby was NOT Arturo’s, and Hassan got mad and their “relationship” was basically put on hold.

Arturo eventually became suspiscious because like... Hassan would just casually drop by their house????

So he confronted her and she didn’t even lie she was just like LMAO YUP.

At this point, Alejandro aged up. In the middle of their dramatic dinnertime fight about Baby Ayda’s father. He rolled Hot Headed because of course he did. My game knows what I deserve.

Anyway, Arturo was a pretty good dad to Alej but real shitty to Ayda, and Remi was pretty sucky in general, being evil and all. Plus she became a real workaholic, so all the kids, including Ella, started getting sentiments about how she ignores them. Alejandro especially did not get along with Remi, because they both just argued with each other.... All the time. Constantly.

Ella had her own little sideplot sexual awakening when she and Kaori Nishidake got Unexpected Crushes on each other (thank you, LGBTQ+ mod!) 

Ella and Remi still had a pretty good relationship at this point so Ella confided that she was having this weird crush on Kaori and Remi said 

Ella did not listen, she is bisexual. Kaori came to terms with it as well, she is pan. However, she aged up before the girls could confess to each other!

Ella then met another girl, coincidentally also a Mt Komorebi townie somehow attending Copperdale, named Mayu and hit it off. Mayu likes girls exclusively and they started dating... Until Ella aged up and entered her own messy era, where she decided that like, she wasn’t going to just wait around for Mayu for forever, and instead Woohooed Kaori (with a fun FWB arrangement).....

Ella also was still in the household, attending Britechester at this time. She was going to become a lawyer but ended up pivoting and becoming a professor like her dad. She was the main mother figure for Alej and Ayda when they were kids because her parents were............ going through it.

She also ended up taking Ayda with her to meet her bff Sidney’s new dog (and also his new husband, Kristopher Volkov). There, she met Jacob Volkov, who she also hit it off with. Way too well. They ended up meeting up on Love Day and woohooing a bunch of times in a hot tub at a nightclub. Guess who ended up pregnant? It’s Ella. Her almost-a-YA girlfriend was super not amused.

On New Year’s Eve I tried to finally repair Arturo and Remi’s relationship. They rang in the new year with some woohoo, but then they decided to play Chess and basically that was it, I looked away and when I came back it was full red bars, declared enemies, never going back.

Arturo then died before they could finalize the divorce. I think of old age, but it glitched out because he also started dying of fear.... I had to reset him and then he was just a ghost in the abyss, no clue where his urn is. Obviously Remi immediately moved Hassan in to the house and they picked up right where they left off.

Alej aged up into a teen and I decided the “Drama Llama” teen aspiration seemed like a good idea. The Drama Llama aspiration is Exactly What It Says on the Tin. He bullied people. He sent mean Social Bunny messages. He started dating a girl he met named Accalia. One of the aspiration goals is to mess around in the Cuddle Carts

Alej’s one good trait is that he’s very supportive of everyone’s identity so when he and Accalia were discussing it and she was... not as supportive, he broke up with her (also because that was part of the Drama Llama aspiration).

Except ha ha of course. Of COURSE. Mess around is just woohoo. She got pregnant.

This would be fine of course, except Ella was also pregnant. And you know who else? REMI. REMI WAS PREGNANT AGAIN. This time with a Hassan baby.

Remi had a daughter named Arya, Ella had a son she named Peter, and Accalia called to tell Alej she named her daughter... Cherlindrea.

In the meantime, I tried to finish the Drama Llama aspiration. He had to become enemies with his rival, who I noted was a pink haired guy with the last name Wainscot. Easy right? Well guess what. There are two pink haired Wainscots, because they’re brothers, and instead he became enemies with his TEAMMATE.

This was a lot but whatever, we managed to become enemies with the rival too, Alej was the most hated yet strangely popular guy in school (and also on the chess team. not a jock. chess). Except by Ayda’s best friend, Annika, who she had a crush on. Annika seemed to ALSO be interested in Ayda..................... until Alej walked in.

There was another mess around. This will come up again soon don’t worry.

At this point, Ayda chose to tell Alej that she’s 🌈 gay 🌈... Which would have been a good point for him to be like “ehhh I won’t date your gal pal” but that didn’t happen. They were already dating at that point and he really liked her and she liked him and Ayda is self-sacrificing because she has low self esteem and her family treats her like crap mostly so she was like “oh..........its fine you know, no worries, I don’t like her like that ahahaha” while she died inside

Speaking of dying....

Right after all this went down, Hassan (now an Elder) was like “now is a GREAT time to finally marry Remi” with his whims. So I said, fuck it, I’m not taking pictures. Classic Sims Legacy Bathroom Vows it is. Except Remi, you remember, is evil. And I have a mod that will let sims autonomously call off their weddings, because I like chaos and I loved that in TS2. Remi of course said “lmao nope” to the bathroom wedding vows. What the fuck ma’am. So their relationship TANKED. Anyway, I had Remi try to Apologize... In Bed. And she did, I was very proud of her. She also apologized in the shower, because shower woohoo fuck yeah!

Yeah................... guess who was already tuckered out. You guessed right, it was Hassan, who died on the bathroom floor.

As for the teens................... they all kinda went “huh” and then they all went to prom and had a grand time, and Ayda’s other best friend was voted Prom Royalty and Alej was Prom Jester. And it was such a beautiful grand time that Alej proposed to Annika to lock this love down before he aged up to YA (the next day)

But ha ha ha hilariously................... Alej has some GREAT swimmers, I guess, and I never remembered to buy him condoms. What a guy

Yeah so Annika after accepting his proposal was like “ummmmmmm now’s a good time to tell you.... I’m pregnant!”

I tried to just add her to the household but that just... wasn’t working. At all. I figured it was just a glitch, so I let it go for a minute, and worried about getting Alej aged up and enrolled in University (Foxbury!).

I also moved Ella and Peter out and in with Kaori so they could be happy together :)

Where is Ayda while all this is happening? That is such a great question, especially as she is my heir. So Ayda lives this very quiet life. She’s a Llamacorn Scout, she was working on the Angling Ace aspiration, she graduated high school early and was truly just thriving. Like everyone around her is an unmitigated disaster and she’s just like “bye I’m gonna go fish for a minute.” She does really dislike Arya, though (which is valid....Arya rolled Mean. So her family living at home is Evil Mom Remi, Hot Headed Alejandro, and Mean Arya. And she’s just... Loyal and Loving the Outdoors. Pure!)

Okay so we’ve established now that Alej is a YA, going to college (engineering wooo), Annika we want to move in, and now that Hassan and Ella and Peter are gone, we finally can. It’s a Sunday. A regular Sunday in game.

We then find out why, exactly, Annika couldn’t move in. It wasn’t a glitch. Oh no no no, of course not. Remi is pregnant again. This bitch I s2g.

I have Alej try to step up and be good, and have a cute little private ceremony with Annika over by the river in Newcrest under a cherry tree, very romantic.

SHE SAYS NO, SHE CALLS OFF THE WEDDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So now he’s pissed, he’s like “what? why not? is this kid even mine?”

(The reason she calls off the wedding, in my mind, is because she smooched Ayda ONCE and knows that she was SUPPOSED TO BE AYDA’S SPOUSE 😡)

They go to check that the kid is Alej’s and yes of course it is. So despite their romance bar being basically 0 right now, thanks to RPO, they CAN get married because of the baby. And they sure do. So Annika is now a Nobel. And this baby will be born in wedlock, and nothing could go wrong right? Right?

Alej is still pretty furious about it all, though, like he has a very angry sentiment towards her, and he didn’t want a kid to begin with because he was just a teen, he already had one oopsie, blah blah.

But whatever. We’ll get through it because he’s a spare. I’m just waiting for Ayda’s university acceptance to come and then it’s gen 2 babyyyyyy

Ayda’s not doing anything while waiting for her acceptance letter except going to scouting meetings on the weekend and fishing, so since Alej is just taking classes while Annika is in school, I decide to feel out Ayda, decide what I wanna do, etc etc etc.

....I turn away for one second, I catch some fish. Annika goes into labor and I’m like oh shit, better send Alej with her to the hospital, her motives are pretty low. And he’s........ not there. He’s not an option.

And I’m like what the fuck why isn’t Alejandro an option. Where did he go? WHERE IS ALEJANDRO?

And I find him in Annika��s relationship panel and he’s a FUCKING GHOST

So I search all around the house and I find his URN on the 2nd floor by Arya and Remi and I’m like “what the FUCK did you two DO” and the game is acting funky so I can’t see in the family tree how he died. I straight up thought he went to class and just. died. Like he got lost on the way back and now he’s gone. (I eventually determined he died of anger which... tracks. No idea if Remi or Arya provoked him, or it was just a bunch of other moodlets or what, because I didn’t even see a pop up ABOUT him dying, he just. DIED).

So I click on Remi because like... if Annika is in labor, she’s about to burst, and I realize... This bitch is Confident right now. So I look at her moodlets and she’s confident because she outlived her enemy. At some point they became enemies, can’t imagine how or why, maybe it was all the arguing and nonsense. So she was happy her enemy (her son) was gone. And then she laughed at his urn. And then when I moved it outside, she’d go and laugh at it out there.

Anyway, I send Ayda with Annika to the hospital, and she has a little girl, who be named Bea. Bea Nobel. Very cute name.

I come back to the house and now Remi goes into labor and I’m like “no... I don’t think you’ll get to go to the hospital and reset your motives, fuck that.” So she goes down to the nice empty crib I left her and has a son, named Arman. And then the game tells me she also has a daughter we name Arezu and suddenly why I couldn’t add Annika when I KNEW she was only pregnant with one sim makes sense.

At this point, I’m like “we’re not doing any more of this shit, it’s too much even for me” and I have Ayda check to see if she got into college (she did) and send her off to Foxbury to learn Environmental Science, so she can chase her dreams of being the cottagecore lesbian nature girl she deserves to be.

And that’s it!

Oh wait addendum: while visiting the main household, Ella called Arya of all sims and was like “omg I found a ring in Mayu’s bag, should I say yes???” and they got Engaged I guess, so I let them have a cute little wedding (where Ayda was supposed to be Sim of Honor but the game wouldn’t allow her to walk down the Aisle so instead I sent her down as a Flower Pal)

Remi went to the wedding. She made this face the whole time, and left early with Arya (who also made bitchy faces).

Literally the worst sim I’ve ever had. I mean that. Blows Bartlett Perry out of the fucking water. 

#ts4 #I GUESS? #nobel abcs #this is so long and I had to go back and read what I sent Sam to determine the order #i was so invested in just playing i took... so few pictures #like this is truly the best I can do for this generation #i've been better with gen 2 because i figure its easy content to post LMAO

[spongebob-connoisseur]

Not gonna lie but l actually love Modern SpongeBob (Seasons 9-13) than Old SpongeBob. Don't get me wrong, l love both Old and Modern SpongeBob. But seasons 9 - 13 are much more interesting and have a much better animation/art style. The art style is much more cartoony and colorful.

Tbh I get that. I really enjoy the modern seasons of sb. They're equally tied with the classic seasons in my heart. I know that's like a sin amongst sb fans but its true! Its so fun and colorful and you can see that there is a lot of love put into it. It might not always be so strong writing wise but I still adore it. I feel like nowadays cartoony cartoons have gone out of style hence why there's so much vitriol when a show is silly and light hearted.

Go anywhere online and say you like the current show, people would act like there's something wrong with you in the head. They can't conceive that you can just like something for fun. They act like you're an idiot for enjoying something so silly and light hearted. There always has to be some cynicism, angst or some serialized drama to it. Which I do very much enjoy very much but I also like this and I feel like they both have much to offer. I also feel like cartoons in general are SUPER underrated. Unless it proves itself to be "deep" then it nobody cares for it. They think silly expressions or wacky movements means its for only children (and ignoring the fact that drawing those things are actually VERY difficult, I prefer doing realism but I struggle HARD to get down the wacky expressions spongebob does on a regular basis! It takes skill!)

I also like a lot of what the newer seasons have to offer. People always go on "modern spongebob tortures squidward too much" "modern Spongebob made patrick into a jerk" and they refer to an episode that came out 10-15 years ago lol. Its really discrediting a lot of what the show has to offer. They made Patrick much more nicer in recent episodes and he willingly stands up for Spongebob when he gets pushed around. Squidward torture rarely happens. The show constantly experiments and has amazing art all around. I feel like a lot of that gets ignored. Gosh I really wish it got acknowledged more! Season 13 has been pretty experimental I've been really enjoying it.

You know what's funny? The modern seasons get so much hate because its not ""hillenburg"" and it doesn't have the old writers even tho Hillenburg technically never left. He was Executive producer and gave his ok on scripts and episodes. He wasn't as actively involved as he was in the first 3 seasons but he wasn't fully gone. AND he returned around season 9. He vowed to work as long as his health allowed him and so season 13 is the only season he hasn't worked on BUT he trusted the show to the current crew which is mostly made up of the same folks who made the first 3 seasons. Literally you can pull up a modern episode and there's always someone who worked on the first 3 seasons. Obviously they aren't going to produce the same things they made almost 25 years ago but you can tell they're doing their best. Its rare to get the same thing that clicked 20ish years ago but they should be free to experiment and do something new too. Spongebob has always changed and adapted for the times. Most people don't even notice that each season is different from each other. Season 1 is wildly different from season 3 for example.

Anyways classic and modern have a special place in my heart for the same reason. They're both massively comforting to me and I can put on either and they'd make a bad day feel so much better <3

Also Classic Spongebob and Modern Spongebob would be besties. Don't believe the art work of classic sponge hating his modern counterpart. They'd get along SO well.

#Djinarocks #Sorry this is late but yeah #the spongebob connoisseur #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #sb #spongebon squarepants #spongebob meme #Ask

[sardonic-sprite]

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

“Ok, but like, does it stack, or is it just a song thing?”

“I mean, if you take it literally, it stacks.”

“That’s crazy outrageous. How much shit is this girl getting?”

“Or guy.”

“Or guy?”

Tim whipped out his phone and tapped his calculator. “Let’s see. Twelve, plus the quantity eleven times two, plus the quantity ten times three, plus the quantity—”

“Why the hell would you do it that way?” Damian grimaced.

“Well, how would you do it, then?” Tim snipped.

“One, plus one plus two, plus one plus two plus three…”

“No, no, no.” Dick shook his head. “Just go in order of the lyrics. One, plus two plus one, plus three plus two plus one, plus four…”

“The word plus has become utterly meaningless to me,” Duke announced.

Cass exchanged a look with Jason. He raised his eyes to the heavens; she hid a giggle.

“Wait a second, I’m an idiot!” Tim yelped.

“Correct,” said Damian.

Tim ignored him. “It all parallels. Ok, two times each quantity of twelve times one, eleven times two, ten times three, nine times four…”

Damian and Dick were both still furiously jabbing at their calculators.

“Three hundred and sixty-four!” Tim cried in triumph, holding up the phone.

“Dammit,” Damian muttered.

“Holy shit,” said Duke.

“True love, more like sugar daddy,” Dick mused. “How much does all that cost?”

“Now or when the song was written?”

“What are even the ethics of buying someone dancers and milkmaids?” Duke wondered “Like, animals are one thing, but are all the people, just, like, hired or were they actually enslaved?”

“Let’s go with hired. But how do you hire a lord?”

“Shouldn’t it be three hundred and sixty-five, Drake?” Damian asked, still determined to prove Tim wrong, “Since the partridge line is repeated one more time?”

“But that one is just musical flare.”

“How can you call that musical flare, but not all the other repeats?”

“Fine!” Tim threw up his hands. “Three hundred and sixty-five. My calculations were still faster, brat.”

“This is what we’ve come to,” Jason muttered, too soft for anyone but Cass to hear. “This is our semblance of sanity?”

She giggled again, shrugging at him to say she didn’t mind. Her brothers were crazy and funny and she liked it that way. But the pinch between Jason’s eyes meant he couldn’t handle the conversation much longer, so she took his hand and tugged, saying, “Dance with me.”

“Gladly.”

The other four didn’t even notice them leave, too busy arguing whether the true love had had to pay delivery fees for all the gifts.

Cass didn’t usually enjoy galas. In fact, she, like her siblings, tried to get out of them every other time of the year. But for some reason, Christmas galas hit different, as Tim would say. She loved all the green boughs and glittery lights and pretty painted ornaments. The various shades of the same six colors (white, green, red, gold, silver, black) were calming to process compared to all the bright neons and pastels that she’d see other times of the year. Eggnog was also much tastier than champagne, and there was usually gingerbread, her favorite kind of cookie.

But the best thing about Christmas galas was the music.

Ordinary galas had bland, benign background pianos or violins. They played songs Cass could dance to, but not songs that were fun to dance to. But not at Christmas. At Christmas, they played lots of big, broad songs, with brass and sleigh bells and quick beats that she could swing to, and dramatic, full, swooping songs for a waltz. Cass could fly to Christmas music.

She didn’t know the tune the band had just struck up, but she could feel that it was already quick and fun, and was beaming even before she and Jason started to dance. The trumpets were loud and proud, showing her the music’s heartbeat so she could step in time.

Jason was very fun to dance with. He enjoyed it almost as much as Cass did, and knew lots of fancy twists and turns. He also wasn’t afraid to lift her off the ground and spin with her, and she’d laugh in delight, and he’d grin right back. He also sang along under his breath if he knew the song, not even aware that he was doing it, but teaching Cass the words nevertheless.

They danced three songs together, working up a good sweat and making Cass’s neat bun fall out, before the fourth song began with a series of high, tiny chimes, and Jason groaned.

“Not this one,” he said, leading her off the floor towards the others. “I love you, Cassie, but not this fucking song.”

A middle aged woman with a sprig of holly in her hair shot Jason a horrified look as they passed. Cass hid her giggle behind her hand.

Halfway to the table, Dick came running up to them, crying, “Cass! Cass, come on, I gotta dance this one with you!”

“You’re a menace, Grayson,” Jason called, trading her off with a shake of his head. “One too many concussions.”

“Bah humbug to you too, Scrooge!” Dick shot back, pulling Cass back to the dance floor right as the music really got going.

It was another swing, one that most people were taking half-time, so naturally she and Dick took it double. Towards the end, he started spinning her and spinning her, so much that her skirt stayed out in a bright green plume, no time to settle until the very end, when, rather than a graceful dip, she stumbled dizzily into his arms, both of them laughing too hard to speak.

“Whoo!” Dick cheered as Cass got her balance back. “That was fun.”

“Very fun,” Cass beamed, breathless. “But need a drink now.”

“Then shall we, my lady?” Dick bowed at the waist and offered her his arm.

“We shall,” she grinned, taking it.

They headed over to the refreshments table, Dick ladling a cup of punch for himself, and Cass taking a flute of eggnog. Plus a few gingerbread cookies. To share. Probably. Maybe.

Not, it turned out.

They made their way back to the others to see the argument still ongoing. Damian was in Tim’s face over the particulars of each species of bird, and how the price of doves was not equivalent or even indicative of the price of turtle doves, and Tim was shouting right back that if he couldn’t find the answers, he had no choice but to extrapolate. Duke was trying to get between them and calm them down, and Jason had given up, dropping his forehead against the table.

“Are you gonna tell me what type of dancer, too, brat?” Tim was saying. “Whether the pipes were metal or wood? What kind of drum? Just chill about the particulars!”

“I will not settle for a subpar answer when you have the ability to give me an accurate one!”

“I’m telling you, I don’t have the ability to—”

“Tim, Dami, you’re both beautiful,” Dick said, accomplishing what Duke could not and pushing them apart. “It’s hypothetical anyway, so as long as Tim gets close enough in his comparisons, I’m sure the rounded total won’t be far off.”

Cass cocked her head and signed, What are you actually doing?

“Trying to figure out exactly how much it costs if you’re the true love from Twelve Days of Christmas,” Tim answered, completely casual although Cass was certain it was not a very normal activity.

“I hate to even ask,” Duke interjected, “but do we include the value of the laid eggs and the milk?”

“I don’t think so,” Dick said. “He probably wasn’t paying to make sure the geese were actually laying eggs at the time they were received, so the fact that they can lay eggs is just covered by the cost of each goose.”

Jason lifted his head and banged it against the table. “It’s. Just. One. Stupid. Song.”

“Come on, Jay, aren’t you even a little bit curious?”

Jason turned his head to squint at Tim. “If I ever was, all your nonsense has completely ruined the answer for me.”

“Do you have a better way to pass the time?”

“No,” he admitted reluctantly.

“Then shut up or help us figure this out. If the swans are swimming, we assume the receiver already owned whatever they were swimming in, or was that purchased too?”

Cass ruffled Jason’s hair as she started away, ignoring his whine of Take me with you! and smiling to herself. She wandered through the ballroom, admiring the gowns and suits, until she spotted the tall figure she was looking for.

Bruce turned before she reached him, as if he had sensed her presence. He smiled, excused himself from the group he was speaking with, and closed the distance to give her a hug.

“Enjoying yourself?”

“I am. Jay’s not.”

Bruce scanned the crowd, and Cass knew he’d seen her brothers when his mouth twisted into a wry grin.

“We’ll head home soon. What are they going on about this time?”

“The Twelve Days of Christmas song.”

He winced, obviously recognizing just how absurd and detailed a conversation his sons could spark on that topic.

“At least it’s kept them from pranking anyone.”

Cass giggled. Tim and Jason could come up with very good pranks when they put their minds to it. She thought they were very funny, but the fancy people at the balls rarely did, and Bruce didn’t like to make them too mad. Still, it would have been fun if one of them had put mistletoe in Dick’s hair again.

The music changed from a quick song to a slow one, in three-quarter time, and Cass beamed up at her father, holding out her hands.

He smiled and took them, leading her out to the floor and starting to dance.

Of all the people in her family, Cass loved dancing with Bruce the most. He wasn’t as energetic as Dick, or as showy as Jason, but she could see in his posture and his smile that he was dancing just for her. It made her feel special and loved, that he always made sure to dance with her, and always was so happy to do so. She had to share him so often, with her brothers, with Steph and Harper and Cullen, with Selina and soon their new baby, with all his friends. Dancing was the one time she could have him all to herself.

The dance ended, as dances always did, but that was alright. Cass beamed at her dad, and he smiled back, soft and warm. Then he winked and told her to gather her brothers. She had to stand on tiptoe to kiss his cheek, then skipped off back to the table, snatching more gingerbread on her way.

This time she saved one cookie, giving it to Jason as she told them, “Go home now.”

Everyone cheered, except Damian who asked Tim three times whether or not he’d factored in what region of France the hens had come from, as he’d found there was a wide variation of price.

“Yes, Dami, I just took the mean, calm down.”

They continued discussing things until they were out in the cold air, and had to stop to run to the car, where Alfred and Bruce already sat waiting.

“I see you all found a way to entertain yourselves,” Bruce said mildly.

Jason pointed a finger at him, gesture as threating as if he held a knife.

“If you make me go to a party with these hooligans ever again, Bruce,” he warned, “you owe me reparations equal to whatever the hell crazy total Timbit figures out, adjusted for inflation.”

“I…”

“Adjusted for inflation?” Tim looked up from his phone in shock, tapped a few more keys, and slowly shook his head. “Yeah, no, B, Jason’s definitely not worth that much to have around.”

“Tim,” Dick started, “be ni—oh.”

Bruce shook his head, smiling fondly. “I’ll figure it out,” he promised. “You’re priceless to me, Jaylad.”

“Shut up,” Jason muttered, turning pink.

#christmas countdown playlist #day 2 #christmas party #cassandra cain #dick grayson #jason todd #duke thomas #damian wayne #tim drake #bruce wayne #fic #also on ao3

[vonkarma2]

🙉 for Rocio, 📸 for Angel, 🔪 for Jacinto, 🎀 for Gloria, ☄️ for Lucia + 🌙 for anyone you want to

This got pretty long so I’m putting it under a cut :)

🙉 for Rocio

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

I literally don’t know I’m so sorry. Second time in a row I’m not doing the Rocio one. This is hard bc there are so many potential answers and idrk what the worst one could possibly be. Ok MAYBE if someone told her like it was all for nothing but she would probably just ignore them and not care it would only be bad for her if she believed it. Maybe if someone told them like exactly what happened to their parents and how they’ve like been dead all along thus confirming their worst suspicions. Even just anyone else suggesting the idea would be enough to haunt them so I think if we are talking specific things people would say that’d be the worst.

📸 for Angel

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

Well it is 1940 but it’s also fantasy 1940 so first let me check what level of camera technology they had back then. Wow this person on Quora knows an insane amount about cameras <my level of rigorous research and fact checking. 

Ok I like the idea of there for the most part only being old timey flash cameras + although anyone COULD own one most people wouldn’t or at least would only use it on special occasions. Angel probably wouldn’t have one (and if he had he wouldn’t have been able to get them developed anyway). So if he DID get his picture taken he would probably be pretty excited to see the result cause he thinks it’s like a cool thing. Lucia definitely has one so she might take his picture for him if he asked. If he got his OWN camera he’d definitely enjoy it and take pictures of anything he thought looked cool, he has in the past wanted to be an artist but he gave up because it was too difficult. So photography would feel to him like being able to capture something perfectly without having to draw it and he would really enjoy it.

🔪 for Jacinto

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

Honestly they do blame themselves regardless of whether or not they could have done anything (except in like very extreme cases, but they feel like they shouldn’t have let other people get into dangerous situations in the first place. And even if they didn’t know about it they count not knowing as a failure on their part as well.) This is because personal connections with other people are incredibly rare for them (you really have to get to know them and they really have to get to know you, so you’d both have to be extremely mutually interested in doing so, and there typically is no reason for this to happen, so they’re pretty much entirely isolated :P oh well) so they view it as their responsibility to protect other people and keep them out of danger, since they see that as the main thing they can contribute to other peoples’ lives. If they fail this they feel like they have offered absolutely nothing to the other person and get very guilty over it.

🎀 for Gloria

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

She is in a couple of aus, not doing particularly great in either of them:

-Star Trek au (yeah yeah cringe and all) she’s a Bajoran who was able to escape off the planet during the occupation, pretty much exactly the same personality except slightly more mature and significantly more traumatized. 

-in the alternate universe where Tiago lived and Jacinto and Kyungsun were killed,

So I guess she would be the best off in the universe where Kyungsun lived. Actually if all of her parents lived that’d probably be the best. She would do the best in an au where everything was fine she’d flourish there basically. As for other fictional worlds ummm I think she’d be a good Pokémon trainer. Pokemon world is pretty much a utopia that is threatened with destruction every few years but she wouldn’t care so that’d work out as well. And then taking care of animals with superpowers would give her something to do. 

☄️ for Lucia 

☄️ COMET - what do people assume about them? are they right?

She’s pretty shy and awkward (I know I’ve literally said the opposite of this in the past I basically changed a lot abt her character but do not worry her current state of existence is permanent) and when talking to people she is very sincere. She comes across as smart or at least knowledgeable to a lot of people which is pretty much true but she gets easily frustrated during arguments so it makes people think she’s pretentious or arrogant when she really is not at all (she’s actually very insecure it’s just that 1) when she does believe in something she believes in it really strongly and expresses it immediately 2) she gets frustrated easily and whenever she gets frustrated she gets emotional easily. It’s very embarrassing to her).

🌙 for anyone you want to

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

For this question I’m going to do some side characters I don’t talk about as much so I can spend some time developing them as well :)

Salem: She doesn’t really know and is deeply frustrated by this. She wants to be able to do whatever she wants without being controlled by other people or any kind of rules at all, but she also wants someone to understand her and feel bad for her. And also forgiveness for all the bad shit she’s done. So basically all these things at once, and she wants them really badly. The problem is that she WOULD do anything to achieve them, but she kind of can’t either because they’re impossible or because she wants them to be genuine and as such can’t force other people to do them.

Tiago: Actually very straightforward, just to not be alone. Like with a positive close relationship with someone else not just literally being around people, he’s had shitty toxic friendships and familial relationships in the past and does not want to repeat any of that. He tends to give up on individual attempts at this pretty easily though, like he doesn’t have a lot of social skills and he doesn’t want to bother anyone or get them to hate him, so he tends to stay on his own. If he did meet someone he trusted though he’d really commit to them he’d make sure to be helpful and really nice to them, not just out of a fear of them leaving but for the most part just to express his appreciation or whatever.

Joseph: During the story what he actually wants is for everything to go back to normal. He is literally 13 and feels like he has to prevent a war/coup/series of illegal and unethical experiments/arms race singlehandedly, so he feels like he HAS to do this bc no one else can bc no one else has the information that he does and he doesn’t know if he can trust anyone/whether he’d be putting them in danger. But what he wants is for this to have been a dream and none of it to have happened in the first place, or even just to get amnesia and forget everything so whatever happened wouldn’t be his fault.

Victor: During the story his greatest wish is just to survive, he would LIKE to escape and he would LIKE to be supported or helped by someone else, but all of that is secondary to the desire to stay alive. It’s almost compulsive how often he is thinking of this. He would do almost anything (short of like killing a child but he’d kill someone his own age) even though he would not want to at all and he’d feel really bad about it, he’d be able to justify it by saying he needed to do it to accomplish his most important goal, that being not dying.

Laura: Hmm probably to be respected or to be taken seriously, when she was younger it might have been to change the world for the better but as she got older the need for respect became more powerful and kinda drowned that out. She would go very far including lying to and betraying people, and would even consider killing someone if it was necessary (although it like. Probably would not be), but she wouldn’t hurt anyone she considers to be innocent, at least not directly.

#thanks for asking these :) they were really good questions #Sorry it took me so long to answer also I was really busy #and I might have forgotten. For a couple of days #my bad my bad hope you don’t mind 😔 #my ocs

[ecl1pse]

i’m only on episode 3 of dear.m but i’m really liking it so far!! it’s no revolutionary drama but i never expected it to be. but it’s so cute!! there’s no one annoying so far, which is a big plus. aside from the main leads, all the characters are actually interesting to me and have interesting dynamics among them. there’s no like, outright villain (so far), they’re just young people trying to do young people things and occasionally being a little too selfish. 

i know they might be setting her up to be the closest thing to a villain, but rosa is my favorite so far. like she’s smart enough to get into the exchange program and be in the cheer squad as the assistant leader. her flashbacks to high school and how she’s always felt second-place to jimin broke my heart bc she obviously does consider her a dear friend but she has so many complicated emotions about her and how they’re constantly compared and pitted against each other (unknowingly) by boys they like. jimin seems to be having these feelings, too, probably has had them for a while, too. i hope they don’t end up hating each other by the end, i hate to see pretty girls fight. haneul is cute but not worth their friendship, he’s kinds too bland to lose friends over.!

i really like jooah and minho’s friendship, they have genuinely good banter unlike most of these dramas where characters are either outright cruel to each other or such lame back-and-forth. you can actually tell they grew up together and are comfortable with each other. minho’s SO cute, he’s a good kid and his tragic backstory had me almost crying. he’s saving money for his sister’s wedding!! he’s obviously grown up with way more responsibility than a kid should have, his sister, too. my heart was squeezing for them. jooah seems like the one respite for him to let loose, so i see why he’s developed feelings for her but wants to deny they’re there. he needs a dating coach like, so bad tho. the sequence of him getting broken up with was both hilarious and sad. most of those girls were just dating him bc they wanted something out of him & i was just sitting there like... my guy, you need to grow a SPINE!! he is cute tho. kinda lame at times but cute.

ok, no, i lied. i just remember eunbi’s character & she is annoying. so annoying my brain is eve forgetting the character’s name. she’s the epitome of a pick-me, especially in that speech about being a picky eater & only eating organic food. girl, who asked you. i’m glad minho ignored her & went back to joking around with jooah. 

moon joon is bland as expected of a male lead but he pissed me off when he passed off minho’s app as his own in front of his dad so i wanna punch him for that. it’s gonna come back to bite him on the ass & then he’s gonna drag minho into it along w probably the whole app developing club, i just know it.

jooah’s all right, she’s cute & bubbly, but not annoyingly like some of these characters tend to be. the fact that she LITERALLY ran away from her first date with her first crush ever to go support her best friend had me like :’(((( that was so sweet! he already looked like a wet kitten she found him but the scene with the umbrella was still cute. yes, i love those cliches. whatever. we don’t know much about her -- probably bc the writer wanted to keep her a blank canvas for female viewers to project themselves onto but i hope that changes in the upcoming episodes. altho i’m also wondering if they changed up her storyline in order to have park haesoo less time on screen considering her bullying scandal last year & how much the korean public was rallying behind the end of her career.

anyway!!! the least interesting part of dear.m is finding out who the dear.m poster is. i hope it’s no of the characters we’ve gotten to know so far bc if it is... the closest one might be rosa. otherwise they’re awful at setting up mysteries lol. i am having with the story!! it’s really cute & i’m def gonna finish this one.

#again it's rly cute!!!! #dear.m

[astaroth1357]

Ok but like, what if MC's fandom starts to make ships with MC and the guys. Just think about the ship wars, the fancams, the fanarts, the absolute CHAOS when the brothers find out. It would be even worse if they start shipping MC with the undatables, one day everything is normal and the next day there are ship wars fighting over MC x Barbatos vs MC x Solomon (who are both very smug about it)

The MC's Fanclub are… Shippers?!

Perhaps… The italics blurb has been fulfilling its greater purpose all along…? Perhaps in its state of existential angst, it has in fact developed a plot of its own… An arc of introspection and self-discovery in which its own longing for purpose has forged a meaningful identity… It now has… a story…

Lucifer

As if they couldn't get any MORE frustrating…

He's not an otaku. He's not a part of ship culture. He's not even sure why anyone would care about who dates who around this school, but apparently it's a big deal to some people...

He only became aware of their interest in him and the MC's relationship through some very… subtle clues…

Like the groups that would follow them around in the hallways with their phones out.

Or the multitude of fan rumors about their relationship that Satan spams him with from time to time just to irritate him.

"MC refused hug from Luci in halls today!! Are they bout breakup??? 🥺"

"Tots got pic of kiss today!! Relationship upgrade??"

"IS ARE MC+LUCIFER SECET LVRS?!? PLEASE RESPOND"

It only got worse after he found out the MC gets shipped out a loooooot….

If he had to pick his least favorite ship, it'd be MC x Mammon. He can kind of see it with any of his other brothers (admittedly, Levi is also a little mystifying) but the idea of them ending up with Mammon makes his skin crawl...

He once found a drawing of the MC and Mammon in an… explicit position in one of the classrooms and he was so disgusted that he wouldn’t even touch it. He just set fire to the paper outright. Disgusting...

Mammon

Shipping, eh…? More money making opportunities!

Has some passing idea of what shipping is from Levi and, from what he knows of it, shippers eat cutesy couples stuff right up!! If all he's got to do to make bank is to look all couple-y around the MC then sounds like a win-win to him!

He'll happily pose for a photo or two (paid in advance) of him throwing his arm around the MC or something. Want him to hold their hand? Sure thing!

But since this is still Mammon we're talking about, the second MC actually starts getting into any of it he'll still turn into a blushy, stuttery mess...

For WEEKS the headline picture on so many of their fans' blogs was an image of him turning beet red while the MC kissed him on the cheek. (A fan really got their money's worth there... 😏)

Though he doesn’t exactly like the MC getting shipped with other people, he'll still totally sell pictures of any of them together. He almost paid off an entire credit card with the money he got from the t-shirt sales of the MC and Satan!

If he had to point to one ship he doesn't like it's either MC x Asmo or MC x Levi. His opinion, but Asmo won't treat them right and they could do waaay better than a shut-in. Like him. Ship the MC with just the Great Mammon, got it?

Leviathan

… Lowkey super active in the MC shipping community but is a self-shipper to the extreme.

Like, he never uses his real name on anything (and would probably die from embarrassment if anyone ever found out) but a lot of their fans probably know a couple of his aliases.

He does everything from mod forums, runs a couple blogs, even anonymously posts his own work of him and MC that are totally not his secret fantasy dates or AU versions of themselves, shaddup.

It’s a lot easier for him to keep his involvement secret because he’s hardly at RAD, but the few times he does show up he tries to keep an eye out for anybody prowling for pictures so he can get in a good pose and save the image later.

Mind you, his version of a “good pose” rarely gets more spicy than linking pinkies, but even then he’s still lit up a Christmas Tree throughout.

Naturally, he’s also not a big fan of any ships that aren’t just him and MC and he can find a reason to be jealous at almost anything. But he keeps a special corner of hate for MC x Mammon and MC x Diavolo. Like, the first one doesn’t even need an explanation but MC x Diavolo?? Really??? Do those two even talk?? (please, please, please make sure they never actually talk because a guy like him versus literal royalty? He’d lose MC for sure….!! 😫)

Satan

He hates to actually agree with Lucifer on something, but their fans are starting to get out of hand...

Knows what shipping is in concept, he may have done it once or twice to characters in his books, but he was kind of surprised how it could evolve into such a… group activity?

He was pretty quick to pick up that the MC’s fans had a bit more interest in them together than they did when they both were apart…

I mean, those hideous shirts that Mammon was pedaling were kind of a dead giveaway…

Considering he finds their fanclub all rather annoying, even without their bizarre interest in his love life, when they started actively meddling with him and the MC he was ready to smash some heads.

No. He will not stop for pictures. No. What things they do together is none of your business. No. He has zero interest in seeing your explicit fanart and if you don’t start running that will be the last question you ever ask.

He DOES, however, appreciate the cringy “annoy Lucifer” ammo. They could keep that up for a lifetime... 😏

He doesn’t have a least favorite ship because he doesn’t care about any of this, leave him alone. (That’s a lie, it’s MC x Lucifer. He pokes fun at Lucifer, but he can’t stand it either. Big shock, I know 🙄).

Asmodeus 

Oh he is shamelessly a part of the community, are you kidding?? 

He could practically call “Shipping the MC” one of his favorite pastimes. He’ll openly gossip with their fanclub about who they’ve been with, who they’re seeing, who’s got a chance, etc… He lives for this shit!

He’s the only person who knows that Levi is also in the community and what his aliases are (not because he told him, but because Levi’s not as subtle as he thinks he is… Who else would call themselves “SupremeRuri666” and speak mostly in outdated chat lingo?) but he doesn’t out him because he thinks his very obvious crush is kind of cute. 

Plus, Levi needs the outlet waaaay more than him…

Doesn’t stop him from constantly trolling him and getting into arguments over who the MC would be better with though (the two are “virtual nemeses” as far as Levi is concerned).

Appreciates all forms of expression that comes out of the community (especially the saucy kind 😏) and will happily feed into his own shippers without a care in the world.

Truthfully, Asmo will say that there isn’t a ship he doesn’t like but if someone mentions one that he thinks is kind of “eh,” he’ll just add himself into the mix. “Oh, you like MC x Barbatos? Well how about Asmo x MC x Barbatos? That sounds loads more interesting doesn’t it??”

Beelzebub 

Oh, Beel… Sweet, sweet Beel… Beel doesn’t even know what their club is doing…

Because Beel has a reputation of being pretty protective of MC - and against the fanclub in general - the club keeps a healthy distance… but that doesn’t mean they’re not going to sneak in some picture or make a SHITLOAD of fanwork about them.

Between classes and practice Beel is a busy guy, so sometimes he just doesn’t notice that there’s people hiding behind trees when he’s out with MC. 

Honestly, his complete ignorance of it all makes it even cuter because when he acts sweet, it’s not just for the camera. That’s the real deal.

Mammon was the one who eventually let it slip that there was even shipping happening and Beel was… kind of creeped out because isn’t this stalking? But also kind of weirdly happy(?) that MC x Beel was so popular… Very conflicted boy here.

He never actually acknowledges the community, though, and just keeps on being Beel (which still gave the fans more than enough material so all’s well that ends well?)

Beel genuinely doesn’t have a least favorite ship (because he believes the best ship is whoever makes the MC happy) but his second favorite under himself is probably MC x Belphie. They look very cute together...  😊

Belphegor 

Ride or die, Beel x MC x Belphie. 

Just kidding (kind of), Belphie isn’t into the shipping but if asked he’d be pretty okay with that one.

His campaign against the MC’s fanclub and their attention stealing ways means that he found out about their shipping thing only slightly ahead of Beel when Mammon was trying to get pictures of them napping together…

Honestly, he couldn’t care less if a bunch of weirdos were weirdly invested in their relationship, but he’s not about to let Mammon just make a quick Grimm off of it. Belphie makes sure that he gives him NOTHING to work with. 

Since Mammon is the main dealer, the shippers in both the MC fanclub and Belphie fanclub aren’t nearly as well fed and pretty desperate for anything... You best believe he plays that to his advantage (because it’s okay if he does. He’s not Mammon).

Really helps that MC x Belphie is legitimately a very cute looking couple, carried by Belphie’s cuteness alone if nothing else. Add an adorable MC and you reach levels so cute it could actually melt people into puddles of goo... They could be a registered weapon.

Least favorite MC ships are any that don’t involve him or Beel. Any others may as well just not exist, he won’t even acknowledge them. MC x Who? Yeah, that’s what he thought.

#i guess this is a series now #wasn't expecting that #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me suggestions

[havin-a-wee]

Doctor's Orders

pairing: gynecologist!harry x reader/doctor!harry x reader

word count: 2.3k+

warnings: smut, fingering

this is so long overdue i apologize but this is a request! i kinda love this piece so i hope you guys do too!

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You sucked in a harsh breath as you heard your name being called from the front desk, the smiley old lady gesturing for you to follow her. You timidly walked behind her, your feet shuffling on the obnoxiously patterned carpet that lined the hallways.

You aren’t one to fear doctor’s appointments, in fact, you have never been apprehensive about going to one until right now. This appointment was something you’ve been avoiding for a while since you had moved to London, but there came a point where you couldn’t put it off for any longer. Back in the states, you were comfortable with your gynecologist, and you had no issue talking to her about problems you were having regarding your genitalia. But now that you were in a new city, you didn’t have the comfort that came with visiting a long-term doctor and faced new ones for the first time since you were a child. The rest of the doctor’s visits were pretty standard, but your private parts were something you struggled with understanding, Sure, you have seen porn and had sex, but it was never a fulfilling experience. In fact, you have never reached an orgasm. About a year ago you gave up on looking for men to help you and made it a mission to bring yourself to a climax. But alas, none of your efforts seemed to work. At this point, you were convinced that something was wrong with you, hence the gynecologist visit. Male gynecologist, that is.

Over the past month, you have spent a lot of time researching gynecologists in your area. The first one that came up was the one you are at now, but considering his gender you continued your hunt. But it kept leading you back to this one doctor, Dr. Styles, and that was why you are currently sitting in an exam room in his office.

You reassured yourself by looking up his name on your smartphone, scrolling through the 5-star reviews. The number of people who seemed to absolutely love this guy helped settle your nerves, so you read through them as you waited for a knock on the door.

That knock finally arrived a few minutes later, and you picked your head up and looked at the wooden door. “Come in!”

A head popped inside from behind the door as it was pushed open, and the doctor’s eyes found yours while he made his way into the small room. He’s tall, with a mop of chocolate brown curls on his head and bright green eyes accompanied by a friendly smile. He sat down, eyes never leaving yours until he placed his computer down and the screen lit up.

“‘Ello Darlin, m’Dr. Styles, but y’can call me Harry if you’d like.” He stuck out a hand, and your palm swiftly met his, the two of you looking at one another as you shook hands. His hands were enormous, and the rings placed on his fingers were cold to the touch. “Considering you’re a new patient, I took a peek at y’records and such, and I saw that y’ve always had a female gyno.”

You nodded your head slowly, opening your mouth to respond but getting cut off by Dr. Styles. “So I just wanted t’let y’know tha’ theres nothing t’be ashamed off, and I know what I’m doin’ so I promise you’re in expert hands.”

“Yeah, I was nervous, but I couldn’t ignore the amazing reviews people have given you, so I made an appointment.” You appreciated his reassurance a lot, and it really helped in the easing of your jitters. He turned back to his computer after nodding in response to you, clicking on a few keys before diverting his attention back to you.

“So what seems t’be the problem today Y/N?” An initial wave of shock hit you when he said your name, but it quickly dissolved when you remembered that he literally has access to all your medical information, so of course, he knows your name.

“This is a bit of an odd thing to come in for on my first appointment with you, but I think my vagina doesn’t work.” You let out a breathy chuckle at your own words. Dr. Styles seemed unphased by your forwardness, and you assumed he had heard a lot more abrasive things than that. “I’m a 22-year-old woman, but I’ve never had an orgasm. For the past year I’ve been focusing on doing it without a partner, but no matter how much time I spent or how many fancy toys I buy, I just end up feeling unsatisfied and disappointed.” He nodded along as you explained your issue, placing his chin in his hand while his elbow was placed on the desk.

“Have y’had any STD tests recently?”

“Yes, I had one last week, I’m clean and I’ve never had one in the past.”

“Is there any possibility tha’ you’re pregnant?”

“No, I haven’t slept with anyone in over a year.” You knew what questions he would ask, so to avoid wasting time you were giving him all the information he would need.

“When y’are sleeping with someone, do y’feel any sort of pleasure?”

“Yeah, but it’s just never enough, I guess.” His lips curled into an expression of concentration, and he pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek. The room was silent for all of around 30 seconds, but soon enough Dr. Styles spoke up.

“Based on yeh’ history and what y’telling me, it seems that y’just haven’t found the right bloke.” Your eyebrows lifted in surprise at his simple answer. It couldn’t be that simple, could it? “M’guessing y’can’t get y’self off cause’ y’tense and not fully relaxed. And the guys y’ve been with ave’all been doin’ a rubbish job.” He chuckled along with you, and you couldn’t help but agree with him. There was no one you could think of that had actually made you feel good the entire time and had actually focused on your pleasure and theirs. Most of the hookups you took part in were with frat boys who would stick their dick into anything with a hole. “But just in case, lemme’ check y’out just to make sure.”

He stood up from his chair and you swung your legs up on the cot, laying down on it. While you had waited for the doctor, you changed into the gown you were provided with, so there was only a thin piece of fabric between you and the curly-headed man that had taken a seat at the end of the seat.

It was now that you were faced with a dilemma that your anxious brain hadn’t even thought of prior to the appointment.

Dr. Styles was attractive. Like, really, really attractive.

Dr. Styles was attractive. Like, really, really attractive. And probably because of the nature of your discussion (and the fact that your body is severely desperate for sexual release), your core had been heating up since he first stepped into the room. So now, he would lift the skirt of the gown and see a pool of velvety wetness coating the inside of your thighs.

The back of the seat was propped up, allowing you to see him. This was a good thing for him because he could talk to you while he does his job, but it means you will have to look at him after he sees the mess you’ve made.

“May I?” His fingers gripped onto the edges of the gown, and you swallowed hoarsely before nodding your approval. While you know that he probably has witnessed much more embarrassing situations than the one you were in right now, it didn’t make the predicament any better. As you suspected, he kept a straight face when he lifted the flimsy material from your legs. Without taking a second glance, he turned to a bottle on his desk and pumped a dollop of lube onto his glove-clad fingertips. He used his other gloved hand to spread the lubricant, only turning back to you when his two fingers were both well coated in the substance. “Y’alright?” Once again, you nodded at his question. “Tell me with words darlin’, wanna make sure y’comfortable.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. What kind of exam are you doing exactly?” That question popped into your mind right before it rolled off your tongue because you noticed he had never specified exactly what he was looking for.

“M’just gonna use m’finger,” he held his lube-covered fingers, “and feel around, just t’make sure everythins’ fine.”

“Ok, sounds good.”

“M’gonna start now, s’gonna be cold at first.”

You hissed when his fingers met your sopping hole, and you had to resist the urge to kick your legs while he slowly pushed his fingers inside of you. The feeling was strange, but definitely not unwelcome. The contrast from his icy fingers to your warm center was sending a tingling sensation down your spine. You could feel his fingers push around inside of you, caressing your walls. And you know you shouldn’t. But his fingers were hitting all the right nerves, and you couldn’t help but find the experience immensely pleasurable.

Despite your best efforts, a small moan of satisfaction escaped your lips. Immediately, you went stiff, and you could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks. You just moaned while your doctor had his fingers inside you. For a moment you thought he would ignore the sexual noise that you had just made. But he suddenly looked up at you, his eyes previously locked on his fingers.

“Well, if y’moanin’ just from that, y’more sexually deprived than I thought.” He chuckled, and you cracked a small smile, but that was before his words actually hit you.

Was he, hitting on you?

Maybe not flirting, but that definitely wasn’t something that doctors say to their patients very often. His smirk was also giving you the idea that he had certain intentions.

“Everything seem good down’ere, so I think tha’ problem is with the guys y’gettin with, not you. What type of people do y’usually sleep with.”

“When I was sexually active, it was usually frat boys, so I guess I should’ve known I wasn’t the problem.” You let out a small laugh, Dr. Styles seems to have found it much more amusing, as his chuckle came from deep within his chest. A small movement came with the laugh, which also reminded you that his fingers were still very much inside of you.

“It seems y’need someone who knows his way around,” he cleared his throat, and you smiled as you realized what he was hinting at. “and y’my last paitent of the day, so m’more than happy t’help y’out.” He looked down at his feet shyly, and you found it adorable how he was nervous about what he was proposing. But you were on the verge of tears from how hard it was to hold back your physical response to his touches. Your body relaxed when the words came out of his mouth, and you let out the whine that had been building up in your throat.

“Yes-Harry, god yes.” It was the first time you were using his first name, but the smirk on his face showed his approval.

He quickly removed his fingers from your heat, and you whined again, this time in frustration. Losing contact left you feeling cold, but that feeling only lasted a fleeting moment, as soon as he was pushing his fingers into you again, this time bare.

“Y’already so wet love, what got y’this worked up hmm?”

“Y-you, Harry, I want you.” You tripped over your words, but they came out clear enough for him to understand because he began moving his fingers at the encouragement. His fingers began to pump in and out of you, and you knew he must have been right about not being with the right guys before, because the simple movements left you as putty in his hands. You barely got any pleasure from fingering in your other sexual encounters, but you were already a moaning mess underneath the man. He lifted his other hand, which had also had the glove on it removed, and placed the pad of his finger on your puffy clit. You mewled loudly and his smirk widened.

“Any o’those boys ever make y’feel this good darlin’?” You shook your head furiously, and he smiled, rubbing circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You were already seeing stars, and you could feel an unfamiliar knot forming in your stomach. “Y’so pretty, did y’know tha’?”

You couldn’t muster up enough strength to respond to his second question, but the loud moan that you let out was enough of an answer for him. His movements sped up, fingers pumping in and out of you and his other thumb pressing circles on your button.

“Harry-”

“Think y’close darlin’? Ready t’come fo’ the first time?”

“Yes, yes..” Your voice trailed off when a guttural moan rumbled through your throat. Although you haven’t had one before, you were sure that he was about to bring you to an orgasm. There was a tight feeling in your stomach and you knew it was just about to burst.

“Fuck-”

The knot burst and your orgasm rolled through your body, reaching every nerve inside of you. The feeling was euphoric, and your senses were heightened as your body experienced this new feeling.

“Thas’ it, good girl,” he cooed, slowing his movements and removing his fingers from your now overly sensitive clit. He worked you through your orgasm until fully removing his fingers from you, and you let out a sigh as he did so. “Definitely not somethin’ wrong with ya’, I can tell y’that.”

He smiled up at you and you returned the gesture, your smile only faltering when he turned away to write something down. You took the opportunity to get up and change, quickly dressing while his back was turned.

He turned in his chair to face you once again, handing you a small piece of paper. You took it from between his fingers to see a phone number scribbled on it in black ink.

“Is Doctor Styles giving me his number?” You said it in a cheeky way, smirking back at him.

“Yes, and he’s telling you to text him when you get home. Doctor’s orders.”

#harry styles #harry styles smut #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #blurb #one shot #request #harrys styles request #harry styles fic #one direction #smut #fluff

[continuations]

Web3/Crypto: Why Bother?

One thing that keeps surprising me is how quite a few people see absolutely nothing redeeming in web3 (née crypto). Maybe this is their genuine belief. Maybe it is a reaction to the extreme boosterism of some proponents who present web3 as bringing about a libertarian nirvana. From early on I have tried to provide a more rounded perspective, pointing to both the good and the bad that can come from it as in my talks at the Blockstack Summits.

Today, however, I want to attempt to provide a cogent explanation for why bothering about web3 makes sense. This requires telling a bit of a story and also understanding the nature of disruptive innovation. The late Clayton Christensen characterized this type of innovation as being worse at everything except for one dimension, but where that dimension really winds up mattering a lot (and then over time everything else gets better also as the innovation is widely adopted).

The canonical example here is the personal computer (PC). The first PCs were worse computers than every existing machine. They had less memory, less storage, slower CPUs, less software, couldn’t multitask, etc. But they were better at one dimension: they were cheap. And for those people who didn’t have a computer at all that mattered a great deal. It is exactly this odd combination that made existing computer manufacturers (making mainframes down to mini computers) ignore the PC. They only focused on all the bad parts and ignored the one positive dimension or to the extent that they understood it they tried to compete by making their own product cheaper. Other than IBM, they never embraced the PC and went out of business or were absorbed by other companies.

A blockchain is a worse database. It is slower, requires way more storage and compute, doesn’t have customer support, etc. And yet it has one dimension along which it is radically different. No single entity or small group of entities controls it -- something people try to convey, albeit poorly, by saying it is “decentralized.”

Ok, so how is this remotely the same as PCs being cheaper? Well because to some people this matters a great deal. Why? Because much of the power held by large companies (and by governments) comes from the fact that they operate and control databases. Facebook alone gets to decide who can read and write from their database and what parts of it anyone can see. They alone can make changes to this database. This turns out to be the source of Facebook’s power in the world. Many people rightly see this power as a problem, but fail to see how the structure of the original web technology directly contributed to this extreme centralization.

It is useful to go back to the beginning of the web to see how we got here. When (now Sir) Tim Berners-Lee invented the HyperText Transfer Protocol (HTTP) he unleashed what we now think of as permissionless publishing. Anyone can put up a web page and anyone with a browser can access it. This was an amazing breakthrough, as pretty much all publishing previously had required going through a publisher of some kind, who decided what should and should not be published. And while some people bemoan this as a loss, I consider it a gain in access to knowledge for many creators and learners who previously were kept at the margins or shut out entirely.

HTTP though is a so-called stateless protocol. That means there is no memory built directly into the protocol. It doesn’t have a notion of a database. So for example if you want to build something as simple as a shopping cart that can hold multiple items, you need to implement the data storage somewhere that’s not part of HTTP itself. Marc Andreessen and his team at Netscape invented cookies to help solve this problem (sadly a far less elegant mechanism than what Roy Fielding proposed in his dissertation on REST years later).

Cookies are files that get sent along with HTTP requests and can be read by and then written to by the web server. In the early days people would literally write the items in a shopping cart directly into cookie files. But because these files sit locally on a client computer, it meant that someone couldn’t start shopping on their desktop computer at work and then finish shopping once they got home. So instead these days cookies tend to just contain user IDs and all the other database functions reside on the servers.

As a first approximation all the big powerful internet companies are really database providers. Facebook is a database of people’s profiles, their friend graphs and their status updates. Paypal is a database of people’s account balances. Amazon is a database of SKUs, payment credentials and purchase histories. Google is a database of web pages and query histories. Of course all of these companies have built a great deal more over time, but operating a database has stayed at the core of why they are powerful. Only they get to decide who has permission to read and write to this database and which parts of it they get access to.

Put differently: it turned out that permissionless publishing alone was insufficient. We also need permissionless data. Why do we need this? Because otherwise we are left with a few large corporations controlling much of what happens on the internet, which then leads us to all sort of regulatory contortions aimed at rectifying the power imbalance but in practice mostly cementing it. We of course know where this winds up and that’s why pretty much everyone hates their cable company and their electric utility.

Now the important part to keep in mind here is that prior to the Bitcoin Paper we literally didn’t know how to have permissionless. Yes, we had distributed databases. And yes, we had federated databases. But all of those still had a small group of entities in charge (cf pretty much every financial network such as ACH or VISA). We didn’t have a protocol for maintaining consensus -- meaning agreeing on what’s in the database -- that would allow anyone to join the protocol (as well as anyone to leave).

It is difficult to overstate how big an innovation this is. We went from not being able to do something at all to having a first working version. Again to be clear, I am not saying this will solve all problems. Of course it won’t. And it will even create new problems of its own. Still, permissionless data was a crucial missing piece -- its absence resulted in a vast power concentration. As such Web3 can, if properly developed and with the right kind of regulation, provide a meaningful shift in power back to individuals and communities.

And if widely adopted Web3/crypto technology will also start to improve along other dimensions. It will become faster and more efficient. It will become easier and safer to use. And much like the PC was a platform for innovation that never happened on mainframes or mini computers, Web3 will be a platform for innovation that would never come from Facebook, Amazon, Google, etc.

#web3 #crypto #protocol #bitcoin #innovation

[lath-ara-ara]

Mga ka-tropa {Childe,Tohma + Scaramouche}

Synopsis: What your everyday life looks like with your Barkada (Squad)

- Head canon, Fluff, School AU, Based off of my experience I guess lol (I don't have many friends I just watch my classmates--), Mentions of NSFW jokes

- Filipino Reader, Taglish swearing dialogues

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- They're the worst, but also the best and ya'll just vibe

Childe

- The rich kid who insists on paying for the food you buy

- Every time in class, he'd tap on your shoulder from where he sat and act like he's paying attention to the teacher whenever you turn to glare at him. Gives subtle side glances and finds your pissed expression hilarious

- The type to place cold drinks against your cheek out of nowhere

"Yah!!? Gago, Ajax-- can you fucking stop!?" You hissed, earning a chuckle from the lad

"It's not that cold, ha-ha"

- You ignored him for the rest of the class which caused him to buy you one of your favorite snacks as he pleads for you to stop giving him the cold shoulder. He's still gonna do it again, but he won't mind buying more food for you (Win-win I suppose)

- His grades are fairly average, but still insists you tutor him. He'll drag Thoma in one of your study sessions to make you accept his request.

- You have a soft spot for Tohma and he takes advantage of it

- He calls you "Ate" as a joke, but it eventually became a natural thing for the both of you

"Ate, when's the deadline for the assignment that Ma'am gave us again?"

- Whether you're older than him or not, he has taken a liking to the Honorific

- You once fell asleep in class and was the only person inside the room, when he arrived, he immediately snapped a few pics of your drooling face before blasting "Never gonna give you up" from the Bluetooth speaker he owns

"D-did you just.. Fucking 'Rick roll' me awake..?"

"Yeah. Pretty hilarious in my opinion,"

- He has Tiktok and forces you all to join his shenanigans

- If he can't annoy you, then he'll annoy Scaramouche. You don't know how, but he got him to be accidentally sent to the elementary department's floor, which made a teacher think he's a 4th grade student.

- He got a lotta bumps in the head from the angry gremlin later on

Tohma

- The goodie two shoes friend and also the teacher's errand boy (next to Aether/Lumine)

- I feel like he has a collection of different bandana's/Headband's with all kinds of designs. He once got you a bear themed headband for your birthday

- Often gets in trouble with Childe (and the rest of you gets into trouble as well) so you all get to clean the classroom

- Kind of the mom friend but not really. Maybe it's the fact that he often notices small things about you and the others. Like the fact that he knows about your obsession with sweet/salty foods, The fact that he knows about Childe's soft spot for whales and that Scaramouche always puts aesthetic shades of eye shadow. He has fun with you all and always points out your small habits that he finds adorable.

- All his pencils are chewed and chucked, and you once thought a dog did that. He often bites into them when he's bored or just in a random trance, you had to stop him before he could finish the whole thing.

"Tohma snap out of it! You're gonna scarf the whole thing at this point!!"

"h-huh..!?" The moment he noticed the bite marks all over the wooden object he only laughed it off. Later on he didn't notice he was chewing it again, which caused it to snap. You let him borrow yours and he made sure not to bite into them this time.

- Though.. you later on find a few nibbles on the top part of the pen, making you sigh

-You bought him a set of Chewable pencil toppers and he was ecstatic to say the least.

- Whenever you guys go to the gym for P.E he always gets hit in the head with the ball, he doesn't know why. The next day he brought a helmet to school and that made Childe go into a fit of laughter

- When he got hit by a ball sometime in P.E, he actually got badly injured, so you both went into the infirmary to treat his injured forehead.

"Punyeta. Why can't those 4th grader brats just stay on their side of the Gym? this shit always happens to you" You scowled as you tend to his wound

"Ha-ha.. even if they were on their side, I doubt the ball won't hit me" He sighs with a sheepish smile

- Has Tiktok as well, but the reason is to like most of Childe's Videos (very supportive friend lol)

- The escort of your class (And Ayaka was the class muse)

- He often get's into those Class Pageant contests (and the UN themed ones as well). He has a wardrobe filled with all the costumes he used lol

"Hold still Tohma! That get up looks great beside the vending machine," Childe cackles as he takes pictures of the blonde

"LMAO-- He's literally in a sparkling suit- HA HAHA" you mirrored his actions, taking out your phone. He plays along, posing with each snap of the camera's, while Scaramouche just deadpans at you three's antics.

Scaramouche

- The Sassy Honor student

- He's cold and snappy to everyone, including you. But don't worry, he warmed up eventually, though he still acts a teensy bit cold towards you.

- You guys were seat buddies while he and Childe were on the same club

- He trusts you to do his eyeshadow so you often both do each other's makeup (It's not allowed in campus so you both have glasses to slightly hide your eye makeup, matching glasses of course.

- He has a small taser keychain in his school ID and bag, and once threatened Ajax with it (He kept calling him short)

- Whenever your group goes out to eat you both get Drinks (Boba) together while Childe and Tohma goes ahead and buy Fish balls (lol)

- He once got a bad grade for the first time and he kept brushing it off whenever people ask about it, but you know that's not how he actually feels

"Hey Scara.. You sure you're ok? " You asked, when the both of you were alone in the classroom.

That's all it took for him to sigh and lean against your shoulder, mumbling a small "No"

It shocked you, but proceeded to place your hand on top of his crown to comfort him, after a few seconds of the both of you sitting in comfortable silence, he speaks up again

"Not a word about this. Or else I'll tase you."

"Sheesh, sunget naman" You giggled

- He sometimes uses you as an arm stand, it doesn't matter if you're taller or shorter, He'll stand on top of a chair just to lay his elbow on your head and he smirks down at you whenever you tell him to get it off, you couldn't convince him to, so you just accepted your fate.

- You were both often the sarcastic duo of your group and would always retort mean insults to the ginger (As a joke though, you three insult each other as friend of course.)

- Intellectual insults, brought to you by our favorite sassy boi

What the squad is like

- Ajax and Scaramouche are your classic Volleyball players and LMAO- they're basically Kageyama and Hinata in reverse

"The fuck kinda serve was that?" The red head teases

"Shut up you orange tree"

"Well, at least no one ever assumes I'm a 4th grader~"

"THE FUCK YOU SAY YOU IMBECILE!?" He snaps, hitting the ball with a strong slap when it reached over the net. And because he was out of focus, that ball ended up landing into Tohma who was cheering in the sidelines with you

"T-Tohma!!!" you shrieked as his soul starts to leave his body

- Whenever Scaramouche is very fired up in a game,you and Tohma would cheer and chant at him with these specific words;

"Scaramouche! Scaramouche! Will you do the Fandango!? ~"

- He tells you to stop cause it's embarrassing, but you don't and he honestly secretly enjoys it

- Your squad would sometimes ask Tohma to buy some snacks in the cafeteria (With Childe paying lol) and at this point he's carrying a reusable bag as if he were going to the market

"Eh? Tohma, why do you have that bag with you?" A student asks "Are you going to the market?.. But School's still going.."

"Oh, this? Ha-ha nah! I'm just going to the cafeteria"

- The Cafeteria staff kinda got used to the same orders he'd often list out so they just dump them in the bag and Tohma gives them the cash with a simple thank you as if it was a routine (Hm, maybe it already is)

- When all of you would hang out, out of school you'd go to the arcade and it takes Childe a whole minute or two in the Claw machine. You almost got banned because kept cursing so loudly (there were little kids around)

- You and Scaramouche would play shooting games and holy shit he's good-

-You asked him if he ever had experiences in actual guns and he responded with;

"Oh, no. I just envision the targets as that Idiot who can't get anything from the Claw machine" He points at Childe

"HEY!"

- Childe and Tohma would battle through DDR and it either ends with a tie or you and Scara having to drag them out cause it was getting late.

-Lots of prizes earned and Childe swore he was close to buying the entire claw machine (Damn rich boi--)

- At the end of the day, all you three would get your preferred drinks as you all gaze at the nearest beach sunset. (You had the classic soda and straw in a bag of course)

- Whenever you plan, get together's like these, you always looked forward to them

- But let's say hypothetically that your parents are strict or didn't let you join them this time, well bestie, it's either they wont go and reschedule or kidnap you lmao

- Childe asked you to come outside of your house and the moment you did, you were met by a car and a laughing Childe and Tohma who carried you bridal style towards the vehicle

"Pukeng ina-- Mom's gonna kill me!!" you laughed into the gingers arms, hitting him playfully

"Quick Tohma!" He calls out to the boy, getting inside the car as he still holds onto you "Drive bitch! drive!!"

- By the time you got home you almost got banned from ever hanging out with them (You got grounded though LMAO)

- Your Group chat's are filled with chaos.

-Memes, Arguments (Scara and Childe) and Assignment answers were the contents of your chats

Tortang talong: [Bitch]

Fandak-go: [Bitcher]

Mama's boi: [Guys can someone send me today's assignments?]

Tortang talong: [*Sends a rick roll*]

Fandak-go: [That's like the 100th time you've sent the same joke as before.]

Fandak-go: [You're so fucking Un-original]

Tortang talong: [Please.]

Tortang talong: [ Compare my sense of humor to yours and you'll see how superior I'am to you]

Mama's boi: Guys, please :"D

Fandak-go: [Superior to me?]

Fandak-go: [Like that'll ever happen.]

Tortang talong: [My level is higher than yours, considering your height-]

Fandak-go: [I'll fucking strangle you.]

Tortang-talong: [I'd like to see you try and reach my head.]

Cult master: [Bitchest]

Cult master: [Awe- I'm too late XC]

Mama's boi: [Y/n help- please-]

Cult master: [Oki hun, what do u need?]

Cult master: [Holy shit wait- we have assignments!?]

- You're a group of chaotic idiots

- But at least you're all in it together and that's what matters<3

Translations

Gago = Stupid/Idiot

Ate = Older sister/ Can be also used as an honorific for women who are a bit older than you

Punyeta = Asshole

"sunget naman" = "so sassy"

Pukeng ina (Putang ina) = Putang ina translates to "You're mom's a whore" but can also be an expression of "Mother whore" leading to something like this "Mother whore! you scared me!!" and 'Puke' means; Pussy, so this dialogue translates to "Pussy Mother" or "Fucking pussy"

Tortang talong = Fried Eggplant omelette

Fandak-go = Fandango and Pandak mixed together. Pandak means short

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