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babybinko · 9 months

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Made a TON of Venture Bros. genderbends :D

Bonus + some of my thoughts on all the designs under the cut:

This is from a conversation I had with a friend about how Dermott and Hank would behave in this AU (its exactly the same as normal)

Ok now some thoughts on my design process

Hank: I think I drew Hank's face actually perfect, I made her so cute. I also feel like there's a common trope with genderbends where athletic characters get short hair so I gave her long hair and gave Dean short hair. I actually think the longer hair fits her perfectly. ALSO I LOVE HER BOOTS.

Dean: I gave goth Dean more Accessories than normal because normal goth dean had no fucking swag (it was besties idea to make her pants ripped). Even before I started drawing college Dean I knew I was giving her those legwarmers you can pry them from my cold dead hands. Same with the legwarmers I knew the first dean design needed a Jean skirt its just the vibes.

Dermott: The millisecond I even thought about doing Dermott I KNEW she would be 2012 grunge girl aesthetic. Gigantic shoplifting energy. Love her.

Rusty: I wanted her to look like a mean mom and I believe I accomplished that goal. Absolutely had to add the glasses strap. Very Jamie Lee Curtis.

Brock: I drew the one with the hair down first and my friends preferred the one with the hair up so I just did both. I wonder if she was a cheerleader in college and killed another girl on her cheer squad by throwing her too far/dropping them.

21: I drew 21 then I realized I had just drawn myself with bangs. Also I drew her with a blunt because there's an episode where 21 has a joint in his mouth the whole episode the other henchmen are standing in stupid poses in the background and its maybe one of my favorite bits in the entire show its so stupid.

24: 24 took several attempts to get the hair right I kept drawing it short and curly and my friend told me to give her Elaine from Seinfeld hair which I think ended up working really well.

Monarch: One of my favorites I did. I feel like this one you can definitely tell how Bayonetta completely re-arranged my brain chemicals as teenager. I love the hip cutouts, I made a tummy cutout to kind of mimic how Dr.GF's monarch costume is kinda skimpy. It's also hard to tell because of the cowl but I tried to give her like a finger waves hairstyle.

Dr.Gf: I tried a bunch of different hats but my friends liked the brimless hat the most and completely doomed him into looking like a Bellhop (more than he already did). Its giving Tyler the Creator at the 2020 Grammys. I still think he's cute though :)

Billy: I really didnt want to just draw her in a suit because thats boring. The show always gives me 60s vibes despite being set in modern day (I'm sure its on purpose) and I definitely channeled that with Billy. It took a couple tries to find a balance between fitting her body but still looking adult but I think I got it in the end.

Pete: YAYYYY PETE YAAAAYY!!! ^_^ Shes so Ava Max Coded. I also gave her giant buckles on her shoes to match his stupid ass one two buckle my shoes ass shoes.

Triana: Very much looks like putting emo boy in the Pinterest search bar. I made her thigh highs into his sleeves and I gave him square bangs like her.

Dr. Orpheus: NEEDED to make her a hot milf and I did. Its a little hard to see but her shirt has lace over the open part. I love the hair Jewerly at the bottom of her braid. :)

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kel-lance · 1 month

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JJK Mafia Au (JJK x Reader) PART 1

Warnings:

- TW: Dead dove dont read (DDDR) Minors do not interact (MDNI): SA, Physical Assault, DubCon, NonCon, Mindbreak, Public Humiliation, Breeding, Ownership, Gaslighting, Multiple manipulation, RWORD, PTSD, a lot more toxic sh.

Premise:

Reader lives in a city where the two biggest gangs keep things line until the third gang showed up. That had nothing to do with you though, until dumb luck just happened to favor you one day. Basically You’re picked up and used by every dangerous criminal within the clans due to some alliances they had to create due to some members messing up the previous alliances. ((Almost everyone’s gonna have a turn 🤗)) ( i have 12 chapters planned out right now meaning after i write those ill still be writing more.)

Ch/gang guide: so basically in like 2026

You - 27

Rika: 25

Roymen: Zenin: Gojo:

- SUKUNA (39), TOJI (47), GOJO (37),

- Yuuji (24), Megumi (24), Utahime (39),

- Choso (30), Maki (25), Shoko (39),

- Kamo (27), Mai (25), Ijichii (35),

- Todo (27), Momo (26), Nanami (36),

- Yuki (34), Nobara (24), Yuta (25),

- Geto (36), Panda (25) Hakari (27),

- Mimiko (22), Miwa (26), Kirara (27),

- Nanako (22) Toge (26), Kokichi (25),

“No way I’m sleeping for dinner tonight.” You stuffed your hair in a beanie and threw your hood over your eyes. Your smaller frame makes you easier to be dismissed as teenager, people just thinking you’re just an emo on their occasional stroll through the city, it was the perfect excuse they made up for you. Running into them, “stupid brat”, or just swiftly taking something passing it off as youre asking for directions. That was when you were just practicing; right now, you had to use those skills again. The bustling city really tones itself down when the third clan moved in.

No one knows where they came from, but they’re worse than the Zenin Gang. The Gojo Gang was supposed to be there to even them out but with the Ryomen gang, everyone was so scare of them that half the population started to stay inside, that’s what it seemed.

“Lucky.” Some dumbass just entered your alley to take a phone call. Knowing your size you’d be apprehended immediately, but if it’s one person, you could quickly snatch something and you’d be living like a king once again (until the next poor soul comes across your path.) You just didn’t find the use in a job, being stuck in this world that would use you just for being born, you wanted to prove it wrong.

You toss your trash and start walking towards this figure, making it seem like you were just passing them. They ignore you and you smile because this is the perfect time to “Oof!”

You smack into the man in the alley and you get knocked on your ass. The man stands tall and barely moves. “Call me back in 5 minutes.”

The man hangs up his phone and looks down at you. “All this space in this alley and you run into me? Really? You don’t think it’s obvious what you’re trying to do kid?”

You’ve never had a confrontation like this before. What the hell, how did he stand so still, it was like running into a wall. “He’s got me figured out, guess i’ll just return his wallet while he still thinks i’m a kid.”

You reach into your jacket and he grabs your arm. “Are you trying to retrurn this to me?” He pulls out his wallet, you thought you grabbed that? Did he take it back at the last second? Did you never take it? “Or are you finding a weapon. Do you need it that badly that you’ll go up against me?”

“I don’t know you.” You answer. You want to run away but he couches down to you, making you face him. “I don’t blame you.” He grabs at your hat and hood, taking them off, along with your giant jacket.

“Oh? I wouldn’t have noticed you were a bitch.” He was being rough, or maybe it was gentle for him, but this was fucked, you had to leave, now. You try to get up but he grabs your shoulder, keeping you down with him.

“What do you want? Jut let me go.” He’s gotta have other plans if he didn’t want to be bothered.

He laughs like that was funny. “Let you go? You knocked into /me/. It was your whole idea to get involved.”

You didn’t know what do to, he was making shit up now. He tried to lean close but you moved back. I like that. He moves in again and you grit your teeth and try to hit him. He punches you in the stomach so hard you stop breathing for a second. It was awful, god what the fuck was he gonna kill you? That’s too far for stealing a wallet.

“Remember what Ive been saying?”

You heave over yourself.

“I’ll just train you better, your reaction is quite nice.“

His phone rings as you try to collect yourself.You could barely move, much less drag yourself to sit up against the wall. Every breath of life was agonizing.

“Yeah, perfect timing, yeah I was just teaching this bitch a lesson. Tried to steal my wallet just now. Ballsy.” He says while looking down at you.

Holy fucking shit you were in fear. Your legs couldn’t move if you tried. You just knew he was dangerous if this was normal for him.

You shrink down yourself down to minimize the pain barely anything came up but still you were heaving.

He comes over and stomps on you while listening in on the phone. His large boot putting pressure between your legs.

Were you enjoying this? The strange man just won’t stop grinding himself in the right spot, the pain subsided and you looked like a breathless messy pervert on the street.

“Hey are you paying attention?!” The person on the phone almost yelled out.

“Ill call you back.”

He stopped the pressure when you started to squirm and humor yourself into his boot. He lifts you up in with one arm.

He looks at you with cold eyes. “You’re fucked up.”

“You-you” You breathed through hungry breaths.

“Wow, okay.” He rolls his eyes and grabs at you. “Lets see if you can handle me then.”

“That’s not what i meant!” You tried to back yourself away from him when he grabs at your face and wipes it off, looking around for something. There’s a corner past the other end of the alley, and he drags you there, bending you over the wall.

“Is this all you want?” You spit out.

“You’re so nonchalant about this.”

“Being out here this long, it’s bound to happen.” Life on the street, this is the reason why you had to cover up you were a woman. It didn’t help that you looked smaller, easier if anything. It wasn’t anything new for survival.

“They told me I was great, couldn’t even last 2 minutes.“

“Then you shouldn’t be worried” He whips it out.

Your stomach dropped. “What the fuck wait-“

He spits on his tip only and angles it down, centering where your cervix may be. He thrusts in, tearing your walls apart, you scream out loud and he punches you in the back of the head, almost making you black out for a second.

“Shhhh oooh wow you are great,” He grunts as you still find space for him. “But can you survive me?”

Your head hurt, your legs hurt, you can’t do much but go limp and bear it. He was ruining you. His dick make your legs go numb, they just hit you so hard deep inside that you feel the shock in your face and toes with each assault.

All you could do was manage your breathing through this, holy shit this was something else. He grabs your neck with his forearm, choking you while pulling him closer to him, going even deeper, making you cry.

“Aw does this hurt?” He whispers in your ear.

“F-Fuck you.”

He chuckled. “You started squeezing me each time you hear my voice, are you that easy to train?”

You let out another cry and hit the wall with your fist, trying to redirect some of the pain. He stays in you and grinds into you, he’s just trying to make u cum to humiliate you.

He reaches around and kisses at your neck and drops you up and down on him. The rhythm is making you go insane and it feels like he has so many hands with he way he keeps everywhere occupied.

You cum so hard you actually squirt, wait did you? You’ve never done that before so truthfully it was as embarrassing as it was shocking. You couldn’t stop shaking from your core.

“Jesus, I’m gonna need new pants.” You cling to the wall, face tingling, you couldn’t even try out your legs, it was out of the question. You let yourself start to feel, shaking as a wave of emotions creep toward you as you hoped to be left alone in the alley, but he surprises you. “C’mon we’re going home.”

He grabs at you, picking your tired, half naked body up. You wanted to thrash and be freed, but if you risk kicking at his head, you might as well be begging to eat the curb. Before you know it you’re stuffed into a tinted out car in the barren street.

Avoiding eye contact, you sat still in the middle of the packed car. One of them had the decency to give you their jacket to cover yourself up with, but you couldn’t stop the smell, you smelled like and looked like sex. You were just happy it was over, though haven’t you heard this before, ‘Never let them bring you to a second location?” You were about to freak out again until the person next to you grabbed your arms and blindfolded you.

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They drag you out the car and have you follow them for what felt like the longest few minutes of your life. You find your senses quickly, the blindfold was taken off and you were somewhat free again. “Here.” Your escorts pushed you into the room.

You’ve been brought to where it looked like these two girls were waiting to clean you up. Without saying much, they get to work.

At it for a good half hour, most of your injuries were treated. They keep you awake in case you have a concussion.

“You two leave.” Your captor entered the room.

“But her head-“

“I was the one who gave her the injury, I know how hard I hit her. Now leave before I decide to cut alliances with your father, and take you two along with this pitiful bitch.”

The girls hold their breath and take nothing with them, leaving you two alone. When you’re not in a u Jed away spot in the street together, he actually started to look larger by comparison. Do you really think you could’ve taken him on?

What was there to say? What was he going to do to you? Did that matter anymore? You hold onto your belly, tracing over the bruises he left, not being able to stomach another hit from him in your current condition. The large man walks over to your bed.

Towering over you, admiring his work, “I came back only because you didn’t satisfy me. I mean I make you a squirting mess and you mess up my pants? That doesn’t sound fair does it?”

“Who are you?” You don’t dare to move or the ache will start again. “How do you have all this power?”

He sounded amused. “You still haven’t figured it out yet? Or did I hit you too hard.” He flicks your forehead.

“Seriously!”

You’re sure of it, there’s no way someone like you would’ve ever met anyone from the top 3. You had no business with them, you stayed out of their business and locations. “My name is Sukuna.”

As the thoughts crossed your mind, he takes ur blanket off and sees you all cleaned up, of course, still bruised and swollen from just before.

Tearing off the blanket, immediately ripping apart the robes and cloths that covered you, he exposes you and keeps your legs spread. No warning, he just dives right in. You’re taken aback by the sudden collision. His tongue dances around your sex before he starts lapping you up. His flattened tongue grazing your clit then sucking at it had your whole body reacting.

He picked your legs up to get a better angle. His hot mouth felt like it was melting into you. It wasn’t long before he brought you to orgasm again, but just with his mouth. It wasn’t enough for him, he needed more.

Stuffing a few fingers into you, he doesn’t stop and continues working on your clit with his tongue again. Barely giving you time to recover from the sensitivity, you jolted more as he picked up his pacing, barely able to hold back screams.

Riding out your second orgasm into his hand, he looks down amused. “I needed to relieved some stress today, maybe the gods are finally listening to me. But was it luck? Fate? Hm…”

What is he talking about, weren’t you the one with semi brain damage?

The high leaves your body, though you could still feel it in you face. Sukuna takes his digits out of you and picks you up by the face. His other hand unsheatheding himself from his robes.

His erection was terrifying. Seeing it again made your body ache and you were screaming, at least you would if you found the strength but it was beat out of you, before, and now.

You couldnt stand for a second you thought his scar and tattooed decorated body was beautiful. That jawline, his dark features softened by his pink hair, and this distinguishing look in his eyes. Though cruel and harsh, scary like him, there was something else there. Not that you had time to look.

His cruelty brings you back. Shoving you full of his cock, rutting his hips in deeper every chance you think he’s done, he digs deeper. As he sits upright, he has gravity do most of the work. Putting his hands on the small of your back, using that to push you down further onto him. You were getting uncomfortable with this cock warming.

He was just digging holes into you now. Almost bored, watching your legs cringe at every grind. Your face contorting with pain and relief from moves only he’ll allow. He’s enjoying himself enough to almost forget that this was just a pit stop.

“Make me cum and I’ll go.” He says.

Through the pain, unable to ignore him, you ask, “What?”

“You heard me. If I’m late I can just skip my meetings and punish you for the rest of the day.” He threatened.

You pick yourself up with your thighs on top of his, the adjustment made it feel bigger, you were uncomfortable but you knew that it would be tighter from this angle. You’re trembling as your arms are weak yet they were pushing your body up onto his.

He looks down a bit amused. “Do you need some help?” Without waiting he puts his hands under your arms and pick you up, finally angling it right and dropping you down, his head hitting into your cervix.

“Mmm- Ahhh!” Youd cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck to better manage your weight. If you let go he’d break you, you held yourself up as much as you could but Sukuna doesn’t really like a clingy partner. He rips one arm off his neck and uses that hold to maneuver you above him.

“Hhhh! Hhhhahh….” Your short screams had become gasps and sighs, getting sweeter as he kept a rhythm. He grabs at your neck and face, pushing you to face him and you just kiss him violently back.

Pushing your chest onto his, feeling his blood rush as you can only manage to smother his face with sloppy kisses.

With this, he takes that as the go to and puts you back on your back, bending your knees up and makes your face go numb. Without a warning he slaps you so hard you almost rag doll. He laughs at you again, and pulls out, making a sloshing sound.

Almost embarrassed because of the noises you were making without him, he flips you over and shoves your face into the pillow. He slaps you ass hard, your scream silences as he pushes you further in the bed with his dick. He doesn’t stop, this feeling was deeper than you felt before, it was breaking you now.

“What’s my name bitch?” He’s gasping out.

“SUK-“ He slaps your ass. “SUH aH-“ He grabs stir, not letting you finish as he starts to relentlessly buck into you. “AHHH! SUKUNA!” You cry.

The pain and numbness; pleasure and confusion were all messing with your senses. Your cries were like melody to his ears, so much so he decided to choke you from behind. Your gasps and pathetic grunts desperately trying to get your brain some air, it drove him crazy.

He growls and grinds into you as he lays all his weight on you, like he claimed ownership. He’s so deep in you you couldn’t breathe and now you could feel it. He was twitching inside you, and something hot was spreading from inside. This was insane, with the weight, the asphyxiation, it was so much and oh-

Your body tensed up, toes curled and your fingers clenching onto whatever sheets and skin you could find at the moment. He dug his head and bit into your sweet spot. Sukuna’s arm that grabbed your neck, traveled to your womb, lifting you further into him as you came onto his still twitching cock.

“You didn’t do much this time,” He holds you on top of him still as he skewers through you, “but I can forgive you. Rest.” Sukuna stands up and lets you slip off of him, back into the bed weak as ever. He puts his robe back on and looks down at you from the bed. You couldn’t care, you’re just tired from the most unexpected few hours you’ve ever lived through. It wasn’t so much crazy as it was weird.

Dusting himself off, fixing the details of his new outfit, he stands up to leave. You watch as he carries himself with such a highly regard, you can’t help but rethink his status. He opens the door, to your surprise he speaks to someone.

“I told you I wouldn’t need long.” He says to the people outside. Were they there the whole time? What the hell was going on anymore. Was life as you knew it over? If you weren’t already, you were SO fucked.

“When the girls are done shopping tell them to clean her up, again.”

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I hope this is good I’ll prob reread it and rewrite it but here take it TAKE IT// I’ll be working on movie night w the boys next 😈

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yakool-foolio · 27 days

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see maybe this is just me, but As A Character Designer Myself i think the rain code designs are some of komatzuzaki's best work yet. they're weird and campy and yet they work so well. i do think the characters' personalities shine through on first and second glances. I don't even usually like neon colors but I think the combo of bright neons with understated neutrals is so fascinating and memorable. no one else does it like this. a lot of the small details on the designs are actually packed with symbolic meaning (esp. yakou's - I'd love to see you unpack all that) and the overabundance of logos is evocative of the corpo-cyber-future setting. the rain code designs feel much more cohesive in terms of that setting than the DR designs do - which makes sense bc DR is more about disparate people being united by their circumstances - dialed to 11 in v3 where the designs are at their wackiest. but this ain't about her this is about rain code.

I love that characters you wouldn't expect (zange, fubuki, priest...) have weird facial piercings and tattoos. I love that the animal ears are never explained. I love desuhiko's tboy swag and yeah, the golden yellow and the dirty blonde and the neon yellow accents don't look great together - and I think the clashing colors work wonders to establish his personality. this kid dressed himself and thought it would make him look cool. you idiot. aphex's hat is stupid. zilch's ears are stupid. vivia's bandages-instead-of-clothes are stupid - and yet reading into that choice is very insightful. (he puts on a lazy air but if he was really lazy he'd just put on an oversized emo band tee instead of wrapping himself up like a mummy every day. he actually does care about how he comes across to people.)

there's a few videos about fashion YouTubers judging the DR fits, and at one point they brought in Yuma and shinigami and they hated yuma's outfit so much because it's dorky and they wouldn't wear it. but like!!! that's the whole point is that it's dorky!!!! his little trainee shorts. his stupid fkin bowl cut making him look like a little boy whose mom still cuts his hair. (which of course turns out to be a meaningful deception. his haircut influences how the audience and other characters see him to great effect.) and yet he has the coolest fkin shoes ever and when he puts his hat and cape on he's got such an iconic silhouette. teru teru bozu lookin ass /pos.

anyway yeah. i wasnt a fan of komatzuzaki's designs in the beginning but over the years ive come around. I'm a firm designer that a character design doesn't necessarily have to look good to be a good character design. I like it when they aren't afraid to make the characters look cringe - I love cringe. I eat it up. thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

Even more perspectives! I think your take of 'bad-looking designs can be good actually' is a great way to look at Rain Code's characters. To put it simply, it's unique! 'Nobody does it like Komatsuzaki'-kind of campiness. Honestly, Rain Code's designs remind me a lot of Danganronpa 2's designs in terms of color. That cast is full of much brighter colors compared to the lesser saturation of DR1 n V3's cast colors. And it makes sense cause it's a brighter game overall in terms of setting and upping the ridiculousness of the killing game in every way! Rain Code sorta follows that with its own designs by crankin' up the neons to really ride the idea home that this game is wacky right from the get-go and it's a Resident Evil game in disguise! And y'know what Resident Evil loves to indulge in? Campiness! Rain Code wears its inspirations on its sleeve, and that's totally chill.

As a sidenote to your sidenote regarding Yakou's clothing details, I have actually written a bit about how he might perceive them, but I haven't yet written about what they could truly mean in terms of how they relate to him narratively. The meaning of the phoenix patterns are painfully obvious though heh. And I also greatly appreciate the recognition that Vivia really does care about his appearance despite his 'laziness'. His hedonistic lifestyle includes his own attire, wearing whatever he pleases no matter the effort! Like I've preached before, Vivia has the energy, he just prefers to use it only when necessary.

Thank you for the TED talk *golf claps*

#okay another sidenote in tags cause i couldn't find a space to comprehensibly add it to the post:#i've also seen those dr fashion videos they're super fun #n i love yuma's teru teru bozu silhouette #they really knew what they were doing with him n it worked perfectly *chef's kiss*#master detective archives: rain code #rain code

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ametistacollinsworld · 1 year

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☼ Uzi x Older Sibling Figure! Reader that got missing years ago ☼

My 47 request! Hope you like!

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Uzi, a female Worker drone that is very strong, different and closed in her own bubble, but who also had a big sweet heart.

You, an ordinary Worker drone, but who had a caring and protective personality, always looking after Uzi when her father was not around.

Uzi and You, two drones that when meet could not be separated anymore, besides you didn't care much about what others said, as long two were together.

Until one day…

You were helping other drones with the installation of a new colony door, staying outside with two other drones to check that everything was ok.

'' I think that's all guys. Let's continue the rest of the tasks after the break '' You spoke with a satisfied tone, wiping your dirty hands looking at the other two drones that were inside.

But then… disaster struck… with a Murder drone attacking one of your co-workers, which startled you all, with some screaming and starting to run for their lives.

" Close the doors! Now! " You shouted in a hurry, quickly running away from there, seeing your other companion was caught and now looked like a disgusting pile of scrap metal.

" B-but (Y/n)! What about you? " Your companion screamed in despair, which you diverted your attention but trying to keep your figure steady.

" JUST DO IT! WE DON'T HAVE TIME! " You scream in despair, scaring the poor drone more than scolding your other companion.

" Come on man! We have to leave them! The colony is in danger! " So, with that line they finally close the door leaving you there for a moment.

The Murder drone turns towards you slowly, seeming to find the situation at least amusing. Acting like a hero isn't it?

You blinked, just continuing to dodge gunfire and missiles in fear for your life.

'' Forgive me Uzi…I promised I would always be by your side. I guess I'm not a very good sibling after all ''

Uzi was devastated when she found out, why would you do that to her? You were one of the only things that was good about that colony…you had promised to stay by her side forever. You wouldn't break a promise would you?

So, time passed, with Uzi having more experiences in that chaotic place, both nice and not nice… she even got a friendship with a Murder drone… who would say it isn't?

" Uzi? Uzi are you okay? " N asked in a soft tone in front of Uzi, having a worried expression that brought the drone out of its trance.

" Ah.. what is it now N? " Uzi asked in a low tone, turning her head to the side.

" Well, you got so quiet all of a sudden.. I thought something had happened " N spoke in a soft tone, playing with his hands nervously. Uzi snorted rolling her eyes.

" I think… it's nothing.. " Uzi spoke in a dry tone, soon getting up from the ground going to the ship's door.

" I'm going for a walk.. you stay here and take care of V " Uzi spoke in a low tone, quickly leaving the ship not letting N answer.

Uzi started walking through the snow absently, just remembering a moment when you two were still together.

" Hey Uzi! Look at this cool thing I made for you! '' You said in an excited tone, walking into the room of the smaller drone, that at the moment was drawing.

'' And what would it be? '' Uzi asked, stopping drawing looking at you who now had a stupid smile.

'' Oh..no big deal really! Just a gun project I made for you '' You said taking the gun off your back, giving a bigger smile seeing Uzi's face light up in admiration.

'' Wow! Is that a real railgun?! '' Uzi asked admiringly, getting out of the chair she was sitting in to take the gun from your hands. You laughed softly at that, quickly ruffling Uzi's hat and hair.

'' Yes! And now it's all yours! You just have to make a few tweaks here and there, but I'm sure you can manage after all you're very smart, even if you're an emo teenager'' You said with an amused tone, giving a smile seeing how Uzi's expression seemed to fall.

'' Bite me! '' Uzi quickly replied feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. You just laughed, giving her a few soft pats on the head, which Uzi gave a little cat smile.

'' Thank you (Y/n).. I appreciate that '' Uzi spoke in a low tone, giving you a hug which you returned.

Uzi sighed, stopping in her tracks and looking up, seeing how the sunlight glinted above her. She didn't hear the footsteps approaching her...

'' Uzi?! Is it really you?! '' You said with a smile full of longing, running towards the smaller drone with your arms outstretched. Uzi widened her eyes with no reaction, just feeling your arms wrap around her in a big affectionate hug.

'' I've missed you so much sister… '' You said in a soft tone, laying your head on top of Uzi's, which she finally reacted to, wrapping her arms around you in a hurry.

'' (Y/n)! I-I missed you so much- I- Where have you been? Why did you never come back to me? Why did you leave me here alone? '' Uzi spoke in a hurried tone, almost as if you could disappear at any moment.

'' I missed you a lot too.. why don't we go home first? That way I'll tell you better '' You said with a sweet smile, taking one of Uzi's hands, which she didn't complain about.

You and Uzi had many, many things to discuss and talk about. Uzi was happy to have you back, so please don't ever do that again.

#md uzi #md x reader #md uzi x reader #murder drones #murder drones uzi #murder drones x reader #murder drones uzi x reader

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blubushie · 23 days

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(this got long, sorry. I DID say you couldnt stop me, significantly less sorry about that.)

Okay first of all, the characters are stupid thin. Yeah, its a stylized artstyle, I can get behind that, cool, Vivzie’s gimmick is that her designs are fun and bouncy and remind you of DeviantArt, good for her. But a gimmick shouldnt get in the way of quality! Not every character has to be stick-straight thin! Beelzebub is a character from Hazbin Hotel’s spinoff, Helluva Boss. One aspect of her character is that she’s extremely skinny due to her stomach being a lava pit. Except.. She doesnt looks skinnier than the other characters! Because they all look like they can fit a grand total of half their nervous systems in those scrawny torsos! AND more on Beelzebub, she lives in a hive, she’s referred to as a ‘Queen Bee’, theres a lot of bee/insect/honey/motifs about her… and she’s a wolf. A bee-wolf hybrid, sure, but functionally a wolf. The thing is, insect anthros exists, and they look good, and if you had any sense while running a show, you’d either ditch the heavy insect motifs or learn how to draw a damn anthro bee. Angel Dusts body is as thing as his arms and the other characters don’t fare much better. The buff characters have a bad case of ‘skipping leg day’ just so Vivzie can give THEM toothpick waists too. Give me Asmodeus with stomach fat or give me death. Actually, give me 75% of the characters with more body fat or give me death. I say 75% because the skinniness isnt an inherently bad thing, the whole show is stylized so its pointless talking about fat ratios. The problem is that ALL THE FUCKING CHARACTERS ARE BUILT LIKE THIS. Second of all, theyre way too overbearing. Take Husker. Cool design. Nice and simple. Digging the overalls-- oh god why does he have wings. Why does his tail look like that. I guarantee you if you take away the wings and give him a normal cat tail, his design would be good. But for some reason they keep on adding more details, more giant huge additions, more weird accessories that SCREAM “emo preteen who pathologizes their kinda strict parents”. Sir Pentious, now! Like that he’s a snake and remains legless. LIke the pinstripes. Aaand his hat has its own face. Why? It detracts from the character’s facial expressions because now you’re looking at his damn hat for the facial expression changes. At least the eyes on his hood are just tiny pupils, but his hat has a fucking mouth too! But even so, the eyes on his hood are still distracting, especially since Sir Pentious’ head is so small in comparison. Thirdly, SO MUCH GODDAMN RED HOLY SHIT. Cool it with the fucking red. Please. We get that its hell. We can tell because a character swears every other words and pulls the ‘>:D’ face every damn second. You dont need to make everything red. Please just fucking stop it. Its nothing but eyestrain and takes away from good character designs when so much of their colours are just black and different shades of red. Characters like Vox, who is mostly blue, was genuinely such a relief even though he still had some red because FINALLY something wasnt red or a light hue of red. Heres the kicker, that 50k video of Verbalase being chased by Charlie had better colour schemes than THE SHOW ITSELF. It was OKAY TO LOOK AT. The colours didnt give me a headache for once. None of the main cast’s designs work together. Husker looks like a cartoon character. Charlie looks like a “Sans’ Girlfriend” persona. Vaggie looks like a fantasy rpg character. Alastor looks like someone’s 2 edgy 4 u serial killer oc. And none of them work together. DOUBLE kicker, one character has a nose that isnt a pointy, anime girl, miniscule thing, its a hooked nose. And she’s themed after the 1920s. And she’s fat. And she likes money-- its a fucking jewish stereotype.

You could make these designs so much better just by remedying ANY ONE of the points I made! Change the colours! Remove obstructive elements! Give them varied bodies! These designs only appeal to little kids cause theyre bright and move around a lot! But theyre functionally awful! There I said it. God.

Presented without comment (I have nothing to add cuz you said it all)

#blu whos #I'm not tagging the fandom purely for your sake

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cryptoidantagonist · 6 months

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mutual 1: do you love the color of the sky? lol

mutual 2: just got my fries at mickey double ds

mutual 3: just got back into ska!

mutual 4: toutch grass... or... ass...

mutual 5:

mutual 1: he bites my pepnis YEOUCH

mutual 2: peanis butter and jelly. is this anything

mutual 3: can't believe that jfk died...

mutual 4: i often wonder why horses exist in this economy

mutual 5:

mutual 1: hatsune miku? more like hat. she goes on your head.

mutual 2: look at my cat

mutual 3: do you guys ever think about infinity

mutual 4: i think the concept of infinity is stupid. if there was a number too big for me to imagine, i would just imagine better. skill. issue.

mutual 5:

mutual 1: jobs market to me not the other way around

mutual 2: can't believe one of my mutuals got back into ska

mutual 3: sometimes i wish that someone would let me take their shovels

mutual 4: be honest if i showed my therapist my tumblr how many medicines would i get

mutual 5:

mutual 1: weed smoke like a LIGHTBULB

mutual 2: i wonder what it would be like to live inside a ceiling tile. as an insect.

mutual 3: guys i just learned that triangles are real im so scared

mutual 4: using kneaded erasers is so erotic

mutual 5: i refuse to be another link in a chain both within and without myself

mutual 6: i am once again taking it upon myself to be the worse person

mutual 7: guys i hate tumblr

mutual 8: ok but why did no one tell me that the pentagon was this lushous

mutual 9: it is my first day in the hatred factory wish me luck

mutual 10: are you tumblr itself?

mutual 6: i HATE eating spinach. but how else would i become popeye.

mutual 7: just because someone can weite something doesn't mean they should -sun tzu the art of crackfic

mutual 8: guys be more weird you're scaring the hoes with your thing veneer of normality

mutual 9: anyone else need to keep the microwave running in order to sleep properly?

mutual 10: great gourds batman! i am a pumpkin. man.

mutual 6: join me in my Math Dungeon. there are Dragons.

mutual 7: strawberry cupcakes serve unimagined levels of cunt

mutual 8: in the terms of the universe we are nothing. does this comfort you or make you tired?

mutual 9: just got back into ska!

mutual 10: planting bones in my garden of ash. the ribs didn't even want to know your name and the femurs laughed at all of my jokes.

mutual 6: slammed my titties in the car door

mutual 7: something about the neverending cycle of violence has me feeling looplike

mutual 8: is that a ford f150 in your pants or is your penis. truck.

mutual 9: i think that i was put on this earth to look at beautuful men

mutual 10: I've never been one for confimrity but sweaters? i get it

mutual 6: why do they keep making dictionaries. we've already peaked buddy

mutual 7: check out my pal's new game CHUMGUS WINDS it'll get your WINDS CHUMGUS

mutual 8: how many people are there on tumblr, really. like I've only seen 50? people tops ever

mutual 9: iiiii donr thunk i sjould be allowed to

mutual 10: going back to my emo phase because im hungry!!!

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sammykiszkasunusedshoes · 2 years

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imagine you're Josh's significant other...

A/N: text messages between you and Josh bc I'm bored!! also just go along with the time and dates bc I just made them up. I know this is like really stupid and short but I was bored and wanted to write something funny instead of a fic

(your the blue chat bc the format got messed up 😍😍)

warnings: just slight bullying out of love

Joshy Boy ☀️

Josh: so I did something, mama…

please say you're wearing a pink jumpsuit at the next concert

Josh: what?? no. what don't you get about dreams IN gold

Josh: back to before you just said that. I did something that the boys suggested when we were drunk.

if you keep playing this little cryptic game, I'm going to break all your little colored pencils

Josh: ok so that's violent. I cut my hair

…

Josh: I brought back my mullet

…

Josh: it's not even that bad

says the jullet man

Josh: don't.

so I should put the flannel and cowboy boots away?

Josh: I can't believe I'm dating someone that's literally Sam 2.0

what about the cowboy hat?

oh my god was that Luke Bryan quote in your rhinestone diary entry a hint that this was gonna happen

Josh: I give you so much love and in return all I ever get is you hating me

yee🤠 haw😔

Josh: I'm done talking to you about this.

When you're on stage playing the tambourine, can you start line dancing?

(left on read)

Greta van feet

(y/n changed the chat name to "Greta van feet")

(Sunday • 8:36 pm)

Jake: yeah so, y/n, please leave the chat.

Sam: I kinda like it

Danny: I kinda liked it when you didn't say that

(today • 5:18 pm)

so which one of you told Josh to bring back his jullet

Josh: y/n l/n. I told you to stop saying jullet.

Sam: actually keep saying it

Jake: JULLET?

yeah, Josh+mullet= jullet

Danny: obviously Jake, we learned that formula in like 8th grade

Sam:... anyways, I blame Jake for Busch light drinking, dip spitting, pit viper wearing, mullet Josh

Sam: jullet Josh*

HAHA

Jake

never speak your opinion again

Josh: is it that bad.

Josh: Sam. y/n. my "mullet" is a rockstar mullet.

and I love you and your jullet

but you gotta understand

that I will never let this down

Danny: I get war flashbacks everytime I see Josh

Sam: next Jake should bring back his emo hair

Jake: next Sam should bring back his Justin Bieber hair

Sam: …

Danny: and I sit here safe and sound

danny and I never had a bad moment

Josh: you said you loved my mullet

I love bullying you for it

(Josh left the chat)

#text #i was bored #text fic #greta van fleet #gvf #josh kiszka x reader #sam kiszka #sam gvf #sam kiszka gvf #sammy gvf #josh gvf #danny wagner gvf #jake kiszka #jake kiszka gvf #jake gvf #danny gvf #danny wagner

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black-hat-asks · 11 months

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Seriously! cioban got mad at me already for using a crystal summoning beetle! Ugh.. I really don’t wanna use another one..those things take forever to reform..

Guess I’ll have to do this instead..{a moment of silence} SHABLAMO! {she suddenly grabbed a spray paint bottle from her bag, throwing it onto the floor. It then exploded into a rainbow smoke mob of paint and glitter} listen dude, the whole goth thing is cool , but your kinda overdoing it! {she’d yell, picking up some of the paint like mixture and drawing the same symbol as her necklace on the wall, opening a portal} YOUR LUCKY I DIDNT HAVE TO USE A BEETLE CHARM OTHERWISE ID DRAW MUSTACHES ONTO YOUR PORTRAITS! {she’d fall backwards landing on the back of her perfectly timed friend who ran back through the portal, closing it. Sat on the floor, was another note. It read : this place could use some more colour. Try using some lighter colours emo! L-}

(Also, cioban is lamb in Romanian, that’s why it’s his name! :D)

Black Hat let out a deep groan of frustration before summoning Flug once again to clean the mess.

"You know the first time is annoyingly charming, the second time just makes you look pathetically repetitive." He sighed as he burns the note once again, this time without even reading it.

"Also, 'Shamblamo'? Not even the most worthless and meek hero would say something so stupid. Do not attempt this a third time, weakling. I will be far less forgiving."

#villainous #villanos #black hat #dr.flug #ic #//Bruh stop bombin' em with colour//#//Wee Flug ain't getting extra for this!//

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mellowshipsu · 2 years

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Hi im here for the ship thing and this is how is would describe myself.

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual (tho leans towards males)

Personality: I don't talk to people I don't know usually and can seem shy but once I get to know them a can be talkative and a little bit loud. I don't really hate people unless they give me a reason too. I don't get annoyed or mad easily. I make dark jokes most of the time they're directed to myself. I try to be supportive of my friends but if I know what they're doing is stupid than I will call them out on it. I'm really into the emo style. I do suffer from anxiety and depression, I also am touch starved (tho I will never ask for physical attention, the other person will have to do it first for me to return it probably it depends on how close i am to them). I have anger issues but they usually only get bad if I don't get enough sleep (which doesn't happen often). I'm usually the most responsible one out of my siblings and like to keep my grades up most of the time (i suck at math).

Hobbies: reading, drawing, watching anime/tv shows, writing, painting, going on late night drives, witch craft stuff and going on walks.

Likes: anime, art, music, nightmare before Christmas, harry potter, the colors black and purple also green alot, scented things, candles, Halloween, fall weather, animals, and fuzzy blankets.

Dislikes: spiders, liar's, blend food, and people who can't clean up after themselves.

Thank you!!❤❤

A young man you caught the eyes of.

Almost like you were sent from the heavens above.

He was a bit shy talking to you.

But his love for you grew and grew.

He's always there with nice blankets, always at arms reach.

He's your little admirer---

Jade Leech!

(image source: unknown)

What an interesting person you were. Jade gazed upon you from afar, he thought you were rather cute. With your shy demeanor in class but so rowdy and hyper with your friends. Oh, he wishes you could talk to him enthusiastically like that. He approached you a few times, but you were so wary of him. Guess you heard the rumors of his work with Azul. How unfortunate. Determined to talk to you, he pulled Ace and Deuce on the side. The two freshmen were scared out of their minds, but Jade reassured them they were not in trouble, in fact he was the one in trouble and needed their help. He explained that he wanted to earn your affection.

"Huh?" Ace said.

"So you wanna ask her on a date?" Deuce asked.

Jade nodded.

The two looked at each other and sighed. They both know it would be unwise to not help Jade. So they agreed. They took the merman to Heartslabyul and got Cater and Trey's help.

Cater told Jade to dress up like a skater boy, chicks dig skater boys!

#SeeYouLaterBoy

So he put Jade in a long sleeved black shirt, with a large yellow shirt over, black baggy pants, and white shoes. Cater then placed a blue hat backwards on his head. Perfect!

Deuce then gave Jade a bouquet of white roses splattered with paint, it was the ones he failed painting properly. He explained that when asking someone on a date you give them flowers.

Trey then gave him a bag of cookies he had made. Girls tend to like sweets. He advised Jade to tell you they were sweet like her. Girls like cute pickup lines like that.

And Ace gave him a boxset of a cheesy magical girl anime, because you enjoyed anime. The plan was for him to watch the show with you.

Trey and Cater cheered Jade on as Ace and Deuce followed behind. Once they were out of sight Trey said, "This will be a disaster."

"Totally, but we're not the ones who will be in trouble with the merman." Cater added.

The students of NCR looked at Jade baffled, he looked so weird! But Jade smiled happily, if this was to get your attention. Ace and Deuce instructed Jade to stand underneath a tree, so they could fetch you. When they left, he heard the scream of Azul. "Jade!? What in the great sea are you wearing!?" Azul walked up to him.

"I'm dressed for my date." Jade answered simply.

"Date??" Azul said baffled. He looked at him up and down and sighed. He knew better not to question the logic of both Jade and Floyd. Azul simply walked away muttering to himself. Then you arrived with Duece and Ace.

Jade smiled at you and you were wide eyed. What was he wearing?? Ace and Deuce dismissed themselves but watched from behind a bush.

"Good evening. I wanted to ask you on a date." Jade said simply and gave her the gifts, "I brought you flowers severed from the bushes, sweet cookies that taste like you, and an anime set for us to watch. I hope this will suffice?"

Deuce and Ace mentally facepalmed themselves from Jade's delivery, but were stunned to hear your laugh.

"You're so weird!" You said between laughs.

Jade's smile softened, "So... Is that a 'yes'?"

"Sure." You breathed, "You went through all this trouble, so why not?"

Jade eyes seemed to gleam from your response as he offered you his arm, "Very well. I shall escort you to my dorm."

You wrapped your arm around his as the two of you walked away to your cute date.

"I had so much fun with you. I am grateful that you gave someone like me a chance. I hope we can continue our courtship. Fufu."

#veethewriter #mellowshipsu #mellowshipsyou #mellowshipsyuu #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted oc #oc x canon #jade leech #twst jade #jade leech x reader #jade leech x y/n #jade leech x oc #veethewriter x Jade

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onesaltyerik · 2 months

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My Friend Lets Me Play Baldur's Gate On Her Laptop Whenever She Visits And It Is Going Swimmingly

I have no way to afford Baldur's Gate Three (YET) but one of my friends has a fancy gaming laptop with it and offered to let me play whenever she visits. So we started up a game where I get to control a character, mind you I did not grow up with access to video games at any point so I'm very bad at understanding the controls but I do play DND so I understand that much, and I have been playing this creature of a Tav in the same vein as one would play their first chaotic aligned character in DND. IE, no regards to life and limb, pushing my luck to see just how weird things can get, and slowly forming an actual character through picking out the bits and pieces that feel 'right' during play. If that makes ANY sense. So far, my Tav has: . Very nearly got controlled by an Ilithid in the first few minutes of gameplay . Almost died tried to kill a demon thing for a flaming sword on the Nautaloid (he did not, in fact, get the sword) . Ignored the "inspect" option for various buttons on the Nautaloid and just stuck his hand right into it . Picked up a hat that looks ridiculous on him and has been wearing it for the entire time and it looks so stupid in cut scenes (think emo demon lord guy wearing a floppy cowboy hat) . Turned into a wolf and fought the goblin attackers at the Grove by just knocking them off of cliffs . High Fived Gale's hand (I'm pretty sure many of us have done that though) instead of pulling him out . Given Shadow Heart a necklace that "Banishes the Darkness" because that bitch is more emo than my character and there can only be one . Immediately downed a potion that was offered without question (regretting that since that was a potion of greater healing and ya boi did not need it then, whoops) . Talked to every single animal he has met so far, and annoyed a group of squirrels . Tried, and failed, multiple times, to play the lute alongside the pretty tiefling bard and ended up getting politely told to stop which just felt like getting rejected for a date and while I've never dated, I can now understand that feeling. Oof. My poor boy.

. Lied to Volo . Failed so many roles, it's getting a bit concerning

And while I haven't even met Karlach yet, I'm absolutely going to romance her because what's better than an idiot himbo? Two idiot himbos!

#baldur's gate 3

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ajoytobeheld · 6 months

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PETA Sexiest Vegetarian 2009

May 26th, 2009

I interrupt my holiday, here in Devon, for a party political broadcast on behalf of Gareth Campesinos! (myself). I’m sat in a Cafe Nero in Torquay paying stupid money for internet. I’ve had one and a half coffees, which has had a similar effect on me as about 5 pints of lager. I hate coffee. AND EVERYTHING IT STANDS FOR!! But these are the sacrifices we make in order to log into our email, only to see we’ve had NOTHING ALL WEEKEND.

Anyway, what I wanted to say is, inexplicably, I have been nominated for PETA’S Sexiest Vegetarian (FYI: second year running <cool smiley>). The judges have been kind to me in that they haven’t included ’sexiness’ as one of the criteria for being nominated, rather, just the fact that they are aware of my dietary choices. Seriously, look, it’s EVERY VEGE IN A BAND, EVER. Hopefully when someone from some emo band wins, knowing that I was also in the list will take the gloss of their victory just a little.

But, this is totally the sort of field I’m looking for recognition in. Personally, given up on musical success, but I can hold off on eating animals for as long as necessary.

Reasons you might consider voting for me:

Vegan. Therefore moral high ground

With your help, we can totally redefine the definition of “sexy” to mean “paunchy and jug eared”.

It’d be well subversive.

If you are a carnivore, then me being “sexiest vegetarian” would be a great advert for eating meat.

Would Mike D’Antonio of Killswitch Engage post this on his blog?:

Proof if proof be needs be.

VOTE

Thanks guys, really appreciate it.

Or vote for David/Calum off of Dananananaykroyd. Probs makes more sense.

I’m back off holiday on Friday, and have got some well good stories to tell you. One about crazy golf, and another about watching the Championship Play Off Final. HOLD ON TO YR HATS!!

#2009 #gareth!blog #lc!blog #lc!image

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softantigone · 8 months

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Don't compartmentalize me.

When I was thirteen, I was the wide-eyed strawberry milkshake girl lapping up fairytales about sleeping princesses in pretty frocks

and finding lovers in ugly frogs

until at

fifteen when my high school crush and his friends called me a prude

an idealist hick nobody screwed

so at

seventeen, I was the girl who owned every shade of red lipstick

the siren-fucking-mantrap chick

drinking cheap liquor in some stranger's bed

catching feelings until I fled

and then at eighteen,

I met this boy in the library who was going through a Marquez shelf

and suddenly I couldn't help myself

so the whole evening I spent reading satire and tender melodrama

quoting Dante and Franz Kafka

but in the end he liked this girl who

played beach volleyball in her bikini

and sipped martini like a lady

so at nineteen, I wore a sea blue bikini

spent three hours at the gym and chewed on zucchini

because they said feminists weren’t anybody’s type

and smart cookies weren't worth the hype

dropped my grades in geometry

and stopped writing sad poetry

you see nobody likes the emo chick

they want the party animal not the lunatic

until one day the typecasting got to me

I mean these were just stereotypes you wanted me to be

so I bring my thirteen-year-old "hopeless romantic bullshit" back

I start writing poetry so gorgeous it gives my exes a heart attack

I'm a feminist, not a punching bag or a manic pixie or a free therapist

I'm all the versions of myself that exist for myself, not to please somebody

I'm done with people thinking women can't be pretty and smart and strong and foolish and lame and weird it's not this or that

we're allowed to don every hat

and so I'm all these girls and more

neither a standard nor a score

and I'll wear my makeup chug my beer analyze Virginia Woolf look fabulous talk witty say stupid things

cry for heartbreaks and

laugh so loud at jokes

that my lungs hurt

because I don't take bullshit

I'm full of glitter and grit

I get through storms on my own

I'm made of jade vine and stone

I raise hell and I'm smarter than the devil

guess you could say, I'm another level

you know who I am,

I'm no lone soldier

they call me ARMY.

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iampikachuhearmeroar · 8 months

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oooop and another rant!

I've been thinking about it for a little bit now, but sometimes I really do hate the weird superiority complex some ~elder millenials~ have against the later mid to late 90s kids (like 1995 babies- eg me), meaning "younger millennials".

so, last year at my old work's staff christmas party, I stumbled into a convo with one of the ladies in the finance team, and the new guy in customer service (who wasn't really new by that point, but still) who was into mid2000s emo/pop-punk like me. they were talking about the differences and similarities between (elder) millennials and gen z and also younger millennials.

the finance lady was all like "OH! I'm soooo glad I'm an ELDER millennial (just on the cusp off 1989 and 1990)!!! I'm so much better than you, I lived through the 90s and early 2000s!!!!! I used a landline phone for 10 years!!!! for most of my life, actually. then me and emo guy were like "uh sadie, so did we???? like I was born in 1995 (me) and I was born in 1997 (emo guy).... so we both used landline phones and went through mobile phones becoming computers in your pocket. having to carry both ipods and phones in our pockets. computers going from chunky af boxes to super sleek and shit..... like the list goes on and on???? we HAD THE SAME LIFE sadie, what the hell???"

then the woman was all like "uh NO. nuh-uh. you DID NOT live it like i did. you did not have to go through what I did.... like overplucked sperm looking eyebrows!!! those were so awful!!!" etc etc etc to invalidate our experiences.

like I'll admit that for trends such as the sperm brows and disgustingly low-rise jeans, I was just that bit too young. but that doesn't mean I didn't witness those fashion faux pas'es ALL THE TIME on celebrities and on TV shows!!!! or even on my older cousins!!!! one of my year 5 disco looks in 2006 was a business casual look, but ALL hello kitty... with a full popped collar t-shirt, mini skirt, and newsboy hat with light up shoes. it was utterly garish and ugly. I had a mizzundastood (tween clothing brand here in aus) like edgy girl phase with baggy, ugly street style clothes that were all ripped/distressed in weird places for the ~urban, edgy lewk~, obvs paired with stupid oversized skate shoes (my sister's) to complete the look.

I had ugly ass lace motif shirts from mary kate and ashley olsen's girls' clothing line from like 2003. i had those ugly ass like weird stringy tie-up belts (from supre or paired with some jeans as a set), with ugly embroidered jeans, and wore those with a tie and a skinny scarf; to be all avril lavigne and/or hayley williams pop-punk princess in 2007. i played the original mid-2000s xbox and playstation 2. I had gameboys. and the original nintendo DS.

obvs given that I wasn't doing the trends in nightclubs or in school, properly, like little miss 1989 was. but that shouldn't invalidate my experiences of living through the late 90s and the 2000s all bc im a "younger millennial or early gen z"??? I was obviously a child. but again, that doesn't invalidate my experiences. bc I used a landline up until about 2008 or 09, when I was in early high school..... bc that's when all of my friends started to get mobile phones (bc I got my first phone in 2005 in year 4 at 9/10 years old- long story). I used fuckin MSN (bc AOL didnt work here in aus), late stage myspace and early facebook. just like you, sadie. why the actual fuck are you so fucking smug about being born in 1989 and "not being a younger millennial baby and not being a 90s kid"????

and of course, the all-important 9/11 stuff from the states that was ALL THROUGH aussie news for years, bc we're besties with the US..... even if i didn't really understand it all, bc I was like literally nearly 6 years old when it happened.

but yeah. the fucking weird ass smugness from this woman that she's a REAL millennial bc she's a 1989 baby, just like 2 days shy of being born in 1990.... whereas me and emo guy weren't REAL millennials (although he is gen z as 1997 but I don't care really) bc we were apparently "born too late in the 90s" for her liking, to be millennials.... when I AM THE CUT OFF AT 1995.

like what the fuck is this??? why be so stupidly fucking pedantic about this utter bullshit anyway???? stop fighting over some fucking dumbass marketing scam classification, just for an inconsequential asf superiority and power complex, over someone whose literally only 6 years younger than you (me).... or 8 years younger than you (emo guy).

#life #about me #shut up ilona

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hhawkeye · 2 years

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why do you hate bj be specific

he replaced trapper (the love of my life) hes hot and sexy and husband and dad shaped and it kills me. his fat tits have me frothing at the mouth every time hes on screen and i cant do anything about it. his specific brand of joking and denial and refusing to acknowledge shitty situations by instead making his own Silly shitty situations happen (see: pouring salt in the sugar bowl because haha people getting salt in their coffee is funny and harmless and only inconveniences them for a moment before they too find it funny enough to take their mind off the actual literal hellish situation theyre in) makes me want to squeeze him like one of these stress toys

he has a dog named waggles. he is so tall and gaymasc and i get evil gender envy when i look at him. he is very literally the epitome of a 70s gay stereotype but hes twenty years too early for it and i’m seventy years too late. he is dog coded. any time hes even slightly mean to hawkeye i want to scratch his eyes out. every time he speaks i want to shut him up by ki**ing him you can decide if that says killing or kissing. he knows that anybody who’d wanna get everybody would wanna get hawkeye worst of all, but he doesnt go in for that sort of thing. he has a stupid ugly hat. he doesnt know how to knit. he makes plain black converse look sexy and cool even though i should only be thinking of teens writing emo lyrics on the white parts when i see them. that one time he hurt his wrist he didnt let hawkeye examine him even though hawkeye went and got his doctor bag. he broke mulcahys punching bag and was NOT sorry even though he said he was

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sashi-ya · 3 years

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Living with the Pirates of Heart ~Day 10: The Love Hotel.

Hi babies! So, here we are with day 10 of this series. I need to apologize in advance for the text you are about to read. I laughed like an idiot while writing the ending, so please enjoy the awkwardness of Law and reader ♥

A/N: Reader is Law’s girlfriend. Story is about their first time. Is not exactly NSFW but there are some terms that might be +18. There is no actually smut so yeah.

WC: 1072

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“<Aphrodite>, the hotel is called Aphrodite” Law mumbles looking at the entrance sign. “Yes…” you whisper. “I tell you I could have kicked everyone from the submarine and that’s it” your captain tells you. “Are you crazy? they would know” you protest while squeezing his hand.

You pull from him into the love hotel. Your first time with him has to be at least special. It’s not that you two don’t know shit about sex, but hell you are sweating. You love this man as much as he loves you and your first time together is a big deal for sure. Something none of you gonna want to forget...

Law has to be almost dragged inside. “Come on, Law” you pull. “Shut up, this is hella embarrassing” he stutters. You stop right at the entrance. “Are you… Are you that shy? I thought you were a tough guy” you joke. “I am… don’t be…” he utters with red tinted cheeks. “Law, it’s ok. I mean if you don’t feel comfortable…” you tell him, because jokes aside if he is not feeling ok you are not forcing him into this.

“No, don’t get me wrong… I want to. But… I’m…” he says, while hiding himself under the cap of his fluffy hat. “We can do it any other time, it’s ok”. “No!” he shouts and bravely pulls from you to the hotel hall.

The place is awkwardly decorated. Greek like statues, stuff you could only find at Gyojin Island. Red lights, fish tanks at each side of the hall. Law’s side look scanning your reaction, your side look scanning his. A suppressed giggle from you. If you dare to laugh, you are sure Law would run away.

An old lady sitting behind a counter, reading the WEJ waits for you to ask for a room… a room to... fuck. But none of you move, especially Law. You look at him touching his chin and judging by his expression he must be thinking of a plan on how to ask for a stupid room without drowning in a pit of shame.

The sound of the newspaper hitting the counter scares both of you. “Yes?” the old lady asks, annoyed. Law fixes his eyes on yours, but he does nothing. “Men…” you whisper and walk so sure towards the woman. “Hi, uhm… do you have any free rooms?” you ask so confidently.

“Three hours or the whole night?” she asks, looking at the emo doctor behind you. “Uhm… Law?” you ask, because yes, you want the whole night, but you should wait for him to see what he wants too. “Law!?” you shout, he is there looking directly towards the lady but still not talking.

The lady stares at you and tells you “Is he a virgin or something? Boy, you are gonna need the whole night at this pace.” You instantly cover your mouth, yet a laugh escapes your lips. Law looks painfully red. He has turned into a tomato; his caramel skin burns. “We… we will take the night, Lady” he says, giving you the deathly icy stare, so scary and characteristic of him. You instantly shut the fuck up -yet inside you are still laughing and dying of cuteness because he is acting all so innocent-

“So, what room would you like to choose?” The receptionist puts a dusty book of photos over the counter. “I only got these two. Law and you peek at the photos. “The 106 is pirate themed and the 105 is called <Inferno>”. You are actually fed up with the Pirate thing, so Law points at the “inferno” one.

“Good choice, young man” she says and hands in a key. Law inspects them, a little devil toy hangs as a keychain. “Cringe” he whispers as he walks in. You follow him, and just before taking the steps the old woman shouts “have fun in hell you two.”

“For fuck’s sake…”

Walking through the corridors you hear moaning, grunts and who knows what sounds are those from the corridors. Law is silent, but you can’t stop laughing. “They are having a good time for sure, huh?” you dare to joke. A side look again, but this time a subtle smirk garnishes Law’s face.

“105, hell” he says, standing in front of the door of your assigned room. Of course he takes a lot of time to unlock the door. He wouldn’t admit it was because his hands were shaking, so you just take them and help him to open the door. The poor man is trembling, he doesn’t want to fuck up the whole thing.

Inside, red subtle lights and a big circle bed. The cliché of that type of hotel in front of your eyes. The walls have flames painted all over, yet you don’t dare to touch them… you know, just in case. “The fuck is this?” he asks, pointing to a big wooden X attached to the wall. It has many restraining points, and you know too well what it is.

“Uhm…babe... that’s a… <saltire cross>” you inform him. “Wait… is that? How the fuck do you know the term?” he asks, confused and once again embarrassed. “Let’s say I like to investigate” you tell him, laughing. “Look, there is even a mini fridge… I wonder what we have in he…” you say, but soon you realize it wasn’t a fridge with food inside. There are several phallic instruments all placed there, probably to be used by the guests.

“What’s in there?” Law curiously asks. And you suddenly had a wonderful -not really- idea. You quickly take out one of the plastic dildos and turn around pointing at him. “Hands up! you are under arrest!.”

Law looks at you seriously for some seconds, until he bursts into the most precious laughter ever. You too laugh and you chase him shaking the rubbery dick all around the room. Until your beloved stops. You hit his chest and both of you fall over the bed. Your belly hurts from all of the laughing. Both of you stop the giggling and fix your eyes. Everything “oh so romantic” until Law opens his mouth…

“Babe, could you please take that thing from my face… we don’t know exactly what place that thing has been inside of before.” “Law!!!” you shout and throw the dildo away.

The rest, well… you know exactly what lovers do in a love hotel, right?

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